Jungkook walked out of his room quietly, closing his door and walking slowly down the steps of the stairs. Gazing around the dark house. Jungkook made sure he wasn't being too loud, which will result in awaking his Mother. Jungkook read over the messages again with a smile as he approached the door when suddenly, a lamp switched on and Jungkook dreaded to turn around and find his Mother there.

          The young boy reached for the door, pretending he didn't hear or see the light switch on. However, his Mother only cleared her throat and sat up. "Jeon Jungkook! I know you heard me!" The Mother raised her voice at her son.

            "Ah, Mother I was just-"

             "Take off that mask and talk to me, Jungkook! Where are you going?!"

              "W-Where does it look like I'm going, to you?" Jungkook talked back as he pulled down his face mask and looked at his Mother while he tightened the straps on his backpack.

            "Look at yourself for once, Jungkook! You're willing to break the deal we have just to go gamble? Jungkook... I thought you would atleast think of me... Or atleast think of the type of person I want you to be!"

            "Mother.. I'm not like you..." Jungkook whispered as his Mother kept bickering.

            "You can't even listen for once! What goes on in your head?! I even question how the professor teaches you... One word goes in one ear and comes out the other! You just don't understand that I'm trying to protect you!" Mrs. Jeon shouted.

         "Mother but I'm not you!" Jungkook shot back as he backed up to the door and placed his hand on the door knob.

         "Take that hand off the knob, Jungkook. I'm speaking to you." Mrs. Jeon hissed, watching Jungkook freeze and gaze down at the ground. "Do you want to end up getting killed out there?! Why can't you listen to these words I tell you? Why can't you do as I say?"

             "I want to do as I please! IF I WANT TO GAMBLE THEN LET ME!" Jungkook shouted as the Mother stepped back. Already feeling tears slide down her face. "I don't want to stop... It helps you and me! I won't get killed... I wont!"

          "Y-You say you won't but you don't know what idiot might walk in that club! I already lost your Father... And now? I have to sit back and watch my son leave too?"

          "Mother! But I get out of the club alive!"

            "BUT YOUR FATHER DIDN'T!" Mrs. Jeon cried. It's been so long now that the Father's life has been taken away from them and now, The Mother feared losing her own son. "Do you... Really want to leave me here to find out one day you didn't make it too?"

          "I'm not going to die... Believe it or not, I have people there who know me! Who don't want to kill me and I feel slightly safe over there." Jungkook replied. Watching his Mother break into more tears. "Father wasn't lucky.... But I am! I've been bringing home wons to help us! All those debts you have holding yourself back will be no more! I have been helping. Mother, please tell me you're atleast proud of me for helping you.... Atleast a little! Atleast a hug will make me feel like I did help!" Jungkook said, almost tearing up when he watched his Mother shake her head and step back like Jungkook was a stranger.

            "No. No, son of mine will commit crimes and think it's okay. Your Father... He had no purpose to do it and see how that left him?! Now you are going in the club just to get wasted and win money illegally!"

         "So be it.." Jungkook said turning around, tearing up after hearing his Mother not even thank him for atleast winning money or even coming home safely like he normally would.

          "J-Jeon Jungkook! You leave right now... I-I'll.... I'll... never speak to you again! I'll never accept you with my open arms. I'm only doing this to protect you... It's never too late to turn around and stay here. Please, we can sit here and talk it out over tea! Would you like that?"

          "W-What? First you tell me if I leave you'll never accept me and if I stay, I'll be the world's best son?! No thank you. I'm an adult who doesn't need to be fed with a spoon. I can protect myself on my own." Jungkook responded and opened the door to see his Mother try to dry her flowing tears. "I'd rather be nothing but a dishonor to the family than being known as nothing but just a boy who doesn't help his Mother at all." Jungkook claimed as he stepped out of the house. "I'll be back soon to show you nothing bad will happen." Jungkook said, walking out of the house to go gamble.

           The younger still thought of his worried Mother and just knew that as soon as he left that house, he lost his Mother's love and respect. Jungkook felt bad about yelling at his Mother over a little Poker game. Hoping he can come home and beg for his Mother's forgiveness aswell.

          Eventually, Jungkook arrived to the club and was welcomed by the security who always fills him in on the current players in the Poker room. It was like a big deal to Jungkook now that he was the master of his own decisions.

           "Welcome back, Jungkook." The man greeted the younger as Jungkook walked in to take a good look around the crowded club with extra strippers than before. "It's a full house tonight. The usual guys are playing Poker in the room. That guy, Park Jimin said I should text him when you arrive so-"

            "Don't. I want to walk in there and surprise him." Jungkook replied, gazing at the door up ahead to the Poker room and the guards that secured the entrance.

            "Is that... Park Jimin's necklace?! You won it?!" The guard asked as Jungkook nodded with a smirk.

             "What other way would I get it?" Jungkook laughed and held up the crystal to the man, showing it. "I bet he wants to win it back so I may or may not put it up for blind."

           "I'm impressed, Jeon Jungkook. Good luck in this game." The security guard then patted Jungkook's back, watching the Younger smile as he made his way through the busy dance floor and once more shielding his eyes from the half naked women dancing on poles.

          Jungkook walked into the Poker room, no longer needing to look at the guards in the face. The young gambler walked in the Poker room to see that there was men playing Poker by the table and a small group of people watching while some ladies were right by  their significant others. Watching the game too with drinks in their hands.

           Jungkook looked up ahead and locked eye contact with Jimin. The one he was waiting to see all day. Jimin wearing a dress shirt, black suspenders attatched to his black dress pants, matching with his black tie and black classic shoes. Jimin slowly gazed up and let out a chuckle.

              "Ah, look everyone! Jungkook is finally here!" Jimin said louder for everyone in the room to hear as the younger heard everyone clap their hands and laugh. "Look at you... You're a bit late from when you sent that text." Jimin said walking up to Jungkook and suddenly pulling down the younger's mask. "That's much better~" Jimin whispered.

          "Gazing at the time, I thought I should come a little late. I didn't want to disturb your nap time~" Jungkook fired back as Jimin moved in closer to the younger, making everyone stare and laugh at their constant comments they threw back and forth at eachother.

            "I see you're wearing my necklace like a trophy." Jimin added as he quickly grabbed Jungkook's wrist forcefully and held it up as he rolled down Jungkook's sleeve to gaze at his watch. "I like this watch... I want it along with something else I will ask you to add into the blind."

            "And what's that?" Jungkook asked snatching his hand back as Jimin tightened his fists, making a charming smile.

             "You'll just have to wait and see. Play me at a round of Texas hold 'em. One on one soon after I get a little fun out of winning against everyone here." Jimin smirked as he scanned his eyes up and down Jungkook's body. "Are you sure you are willing to give up what I want from you?"

           Jungkook then gazed at his watch, thinking that was what Jimin wanted to win the most. Unaware of Jimin's sudden new desire. "Of course I am. If you wanted to put up a big show infront of everyone, might aswell give them one." Jungkook replied, paying attention to Jimin placing his hands his his pocket and gazed at the poker table, watching the remaining players wrap up their game so he can play with a few people before he goes up against the younger. Desperately wanting to reach their own round against eachother.