Blush |BTS JIMIN HIGH SCHOOL FF|

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I already know that, too.

'I may have forgotten to mention that I have offices all throughout America. I currently have 34 offices throughout the states.'

'That's... a lot.' I mumble. How the hell does he manage it all?!

'It is. I have been building it for years to get to where it is. But that aside, I think I'm missing the point here again. What I was trying to explain is that I have money. Not in a bragging way, but I have a disgusting amount of money. As in millions. And that's in dollars.' He was getting a bit red in his face, getting embarrassed about explaining it to me.

'You don't have to explain that to me, sir-'

'No, no. I have to, to get to the point.' He chuckled again, cutting me off. 'I am trying to tell you that I truly do not even feel the money I spend. I could buy those tickets and all that for your entire class and wouldn't notice.'

Okay. That is a bit disgusting.
'I understand that, sir, but even if you don't see it as nothing more than a spare change, to me, that is masses. I would feel indebted to you most likely for the rest of my life, even after I paid you back. And that would take a while, seeing how I'm still in school, and far away from working.'

'I already said I would never in a million years ask for a payback or anything of the sorts. I didn't invite you with us to make you feel like you owe me or anyone anything. I just truly, honestly want you there with us.'

'But, sir, you barely know me. Why would you-'

'I think we both know the answer to that.' He chuckled a little, taking his cup back into his hands to take a sip. 'I know we don't really know each other. Hell, I barely know her, and she is my daughter, but I really do like you. You are a good man, Jimin. You might be young, but the way you behave, talk, and just carry yourself in general, it is clear as day that you are a lot more mature than your real age. And you are obviously very much in love with Angel.'

He pulled away from the counter he was leaning on and leaned on his elbows across from me, leaning closer.

'As a father, I want nothing more than for my child to be happy and loved, and I can tell from a mile away that you're making her happy. Truly happy. I don't even know how I would begin to thank you for that.'

'You- you don't have to thank me for that, sir. I want her to be happy just the same.' 

'Then do us all a favour. Come with us.' 

I didn't think he would be this pushy and stubborn. I suppose she got this from him, then.

'She is a stubborn girl-'

'Don't I know it.' I sighed in agreement, unfortunately cutting him off, but he only started laughing

'Probably better than all of us.' He keeps laughing, but at this point I can't but laugh along. She drives me crazy at times with her stubborness, but it's also one of the reasons why I love her so much. 

'She doesn't want to go because she doesn't want to leave you. And if I'm not wrong, you don't want her to leave you either.' 

I must look like an absolute idiot, just trying to avoid looking at the man with the reddest face possible. I feel like my head is in the oven.
'You are not wrong.' I finally muttered

'Then accept it. Try and forget about everything else. Think of her. Do it for her if not for yourself. We both know she would much rather have you there with her than anyone else. Besides, that's her home. Or it was. I would be interested to see it if I were you. It is one of the biggest cities in the world. A lot to see. A lot to do.'