When we get inside I see many older people and only about a couple people around our age and I even see some children.

"Try to stay by my side." Yoongi says and I nod as I keep my hands stern on my small purse I was using for my phone and money since I didn't have pockets.

"You're here." I hear and look up to see a man in my view.

He was tall and slim with dark black hair.

"Of course." Yoongi says from beside me.

"Well I'm glad I can count on you unlike your useless brother." He says and I feel anger rise inside of me but it's not like I can say anything.

I feel Yoongi nudge me a little but I'm to blinded by anger to acknowledge it.

"Who is this beautiful young lady?" The man asks and by now I know it's Yoongi's father.

"Father, this is my girlfriend." Yoongi says as he slips his arm around my waist, pulling me into his side.

The sudden movement made my face heat without my permission.

"You finally did it son, congratulations." His dad says then looks over at me.

"When did you two meet?" He asks.

"Almost a year ago now." Yoongi says with a smile.

"Why am I just now seeing her?!" He asks, eyes widened a bit.

"I've just been busy." Yoongi shrugs.

"What do you do for a living?" He asks.

"She's actually my personal assistant." Yoongi says and his dad looks a bit taken back.

"Oh really now. Personal assistant as in..." He says and my eyes widen.

"It's not like that." I say and when his eyebrows raise I know I shouldn't have said that.

"Well if you two have been together for almost a year wasn't something of that sort happening already?" He asks and he sounds a bit suspicious.

"That's personal, father." Yoongi buts in and I feel my face heating at this topic.

I thought I wasn't going to have to feel uncomfortable.

So much for that.

"Well then I'm glad you two are happy. You're not just here for his money, right?" He asks, eyes narrowing at me which caused shivers down my spine.

"Of course not. I care about Yoongi for him. He has a good heart." I say and his father smiles.

"I'm glad you think so. He takes after me. He got nothing from his incompetent mother or good for nothing brother." His father says and I grit my teeth.

He kept talking down on my best friend and I could feel my blood boiling.

"I'm gonna take her to get something to drink. I'll meet you later to talk." Yoongi says before dragging me away.

I let out a breath and escape from his grasp.

"I'm sorry." he says but I just ignore it as I sit down.

In-jung was right, his father was a dick.

He was just putting on a show since he was around people.

"Am I going to have to endure this all night?" I ask as I look down at my hands.

"I'm sorry." he says and I sigh knowing he wasn't going to give me the answer I wanted to hear.

He sits down beside me and let's out a breath.

"I knew you didn't want to be here to begin with and I'm really sorry he's being like this." he says and I'm a bit surprised at how sincere his apology sounds.

Suddenly he takes my hand in his and my eyes widen at little.

"What are you-" I start but then I see a shadow and I look up to see his father once again.

"I thought we could just speak here." he says as he pulls up at chair and sits.

His eyes then trail down to mine and Yoongi's hands and he smiles a little.

That's when Yoongi adjusts our hands and intertwines our fingers.

It felt strange to hold his hand and when I looked up at his face he looked me in the eyes causing my face to heat.

I knew I was blushing and it was obvious because Yoongi's eyes widened.

I wouldn't hear the end of this later.

When I come back to reality I see Yoongi's father looking at me.

"You'd think you two were just newly a couple with the way she's blushing over something so simple as holding hands. I only imagine how she is after a kiss." he says and my eyes widen a little as I look down to hide the darker blush on my face.

"Yeah she's adorable. She gets all shy and hides her face." Yoongi laughs and I feel like this moment is something out of one of my stories.

"Well you seem happy. Just don't let this get in the way of your music." His dad says seriously.

"I wouldn't." Yoongi says almost instantly and what In-jung said before comes to mind.

He said Yoongi was afraid of his father and if I was Yoongi, I would be too.

"Good. If it did just know I wouldn't stand for this." He says sternly.

"Understood." Yoongi says and I feel a bit disappointed in him.

He'd really give up someone he loved just to make his father happy.

"Speaking of the music. Have you debuted any trainees yet?" His father asks.

"Not yet. They're not where they need to be." Yoongi says, getting all into serious working mode.

"Well then work harder. You need to debut these groups or you won't get the money you've been trying to earn." He says and his voice is harsh.

"I understand but they're not ready." Yoongi says.

"Then train them instead of sitting on your ass!" His father says madly .

"They have their own trainer. Scold them about this then." Yoongi says harshly.

"That's your job! You run this company for a reason. You're the boss and you better start acting like it!" His father yells and I see Yoongi's jaw clench.

I squeeze his hand a little bit which makes him look down at me then he let's out a breath.

"Okay." Yoongi says simply.

"We should get going. She's been up since early this morning." Yoongi says, pulling me upwards.

"Fine. I'll call a meeting tomorrow and we can talk more then." His father says and Yoongi and I finally head out.

When we get outside I take my hand back and let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding in.

I had a lot of anger I was holding in and I just wanted to punch someone but I'd just have to hold in that urge.

When we get in the car Yoongi drives me home but before I can get out he stops me.

"Thank you for doing this tonight." He says and I nod.

"Just doing my job." I say.

"Also about earlier-" he starts but I cut him off.

"Don't get the wrong idea. I'm not feeling well, I think I'm getting sick." I lie and he raises his eyebrows.

"You should have said something. We could have left earlier. If you're not feeling well then take the day off tomorrow." Yoongi says.

"Why are you being so nice?" I ask.

"Yah! Are you saying I'm not nice any other time?" He asks.

"Well.." I say and he scrunches his face.

"Just take the day off. You haven't gotten much sleep and it's showing." Yoongi says.

"Fine by me. I'll sleep my day away." I say as I go to get out but once again, I'm stopped.

"Thank you." he says.

"For?" I ask.

"For everything tonight. From coming with me, to dealing with my father talking badly of your friend, to dealing with having to fake being my girlfriend. Also, thank you for what you said even though you didn't mean it." Yoongi says.

"Well it's not like I lied. You do have a good heart. Whether you show it or not." I say and he looks a bit taken back but then smiles.

"Goodnight Sir." I say and get out of the car.

"You can just call me Yoongi." he says as he rolls the window down.

I nod and head into my apartment complex.

All I wanted now was to sleep and sleep in since I didn't have to work tomorrow.

This is about to be one bomb ass sleep.