When life gives you lemons,start a riot

Jungkook is probably the most famous person in South Korea. He's just so talented and so well-known that he just has to be the most famous person in the country. Nobody can compete with him. I mean, haven't you heard his incredible singing voice? Haven't you seen his amazingly good looks? Jeon Jungkook is a god among mortals.

At least that's what he thinks.

Not only is Jungkook the most famous man in Korea, he's also probably the busiest. So when he was told he'd be able to take a month-long break from any and all activities, he was absolutely ecstatic.

He had immediately contacted his parents in Busan to tell them he'd be coming home for a month. And now here he is, dead asleep in his celebrity van, about thirty seconds away from his parents house.

"Jungkook." His manager, Jin, nudges him awake.

"What?" Jungkook snaps. "Can't you see I'm asleep?"

"We're at your parents house." Jin tells him, rolling his eyes and ignoring the rude comment.

"Oh. Get my bags and meet me inside." Jungkook says as he opens up the van door and hops out, stretching his tired limbs before noticing his parents at the door.

"Jungkookie!" His mother exclaims happily, running up to hug her son tightly. He hugs her back with a smile on his face.

"Hey, mom. It's been a while." Jungkook grins as his mother places sloppy kisses on his cheeks.

"A while? It's been months since we've seen you in person." His father chimes in, patting him on the back.

"Yeah, you're right." Jungkook thinks back to the last time he saw his parents and realizes just how long it's been when it takes him a moment to remember.

"Well, it's good you're home now anyway." His mother smiles. "Why don't you and Jin come in now? We already made up your room and the guest room for you two."

"Thank you, Mrs. Jeon." Jin smiles as he struggles to carry Jungkook's three full sized suitcases at once along with his own small backpack of clothes.

"What are you waiting for? Go." Jungkook tells his manager, rolling his eyes as he watches him struggle. "I thought you were supposed to be strong." Jungkook sighs.

"Can't you help me a little?" Jin asks.

"No." Jungkook shrugs before pushing past Jin, making the older male almost topple over. "You're part of my staff. I don't need to do anything for you." Jungkook reasons. He hears Jin sigh in annoyance, but ignores it. He's too much of a good person to start a petty argument with Jin right now.

"Oh, we forgot to go grocery shopping." Jungkook's mother remembers suddenly.

"That's okay, mom. I'll go for you. Can I have the car keys?" Jungkook holds his hand out.

"You're gonna go? Are you sure? You don't want to, I don't know, change your clothes first?" Jungkook's father asks.

"Change? Why would I change?" Jungkook looks down at his own clothes. Clad in a pair of tight, black jeans, a white t-shirt and a heavy, leopard print fur coat, Jungkook thinks he looks perfect.

"I mean, you're dressed in a fur coat. In May. Aren't you too hot? Also, won't you stick out too much? What if you get attacked by some crazy fans?" His father frowns.

"Look, dad, fashion is everything. Even if it's hot outside, I need to look good. And as for sticking out, I'm a step ahead of you." Jungkook smirks, thinking he's seriously a genius as he pulls a pair of sunglasses and a black face mask from his pocket. "Nobody will recognize me."

His parents watch as Jungkook puts on his disguise. "Well, he's talented, but he sure isn't the brightest." His mother whispers to her husband, who just laughs in disbelief.

"Now, if I could have the car keys, please." Jungkook holds his hand out again. His father reluctantly reaches into his pocket and hands his keys over to his son.

"Don't crash it, please." He begs his son.

"Please, dad. I'm a professional." Jungkook rolls his eyes. "I'll be back."

"Do you want me to drive?" Jin asks suddenly, trying to grab they keys from Jungkook's hands.

"No. You're not coming with me." Jungkook turns away from his manager. "Alright, I'm leaving."

"Wait!" His mother stops him. "Take this list please. And here's the debit card." She hands him the list and tries to give him the card, but he refuses.

"I've got it. They're just groceries. They won't make a dent in my bank account, guys." Jungkook smiles.

"Okay..." His mother agrees reluctantly. With that, Jungkook exits the house and starts up his parents car, driving smoothly to the nearest grocery store.

Things go better than Jungkook had initially expected them to go as he shops. To be honest, he intentionally chose a shitty disguise. Why, you might ask? Well, Jungkook loves being recognized in public. He loves the attention.

But things have been calm. He hasn't been recognized. Probably because most of the population of this little neighborhood his parents live in consists of people seventy-five and up.

Sighing, Jungkook looks down at his grocery list again. All he needs are lemons and then he can go back home. He heads towards the produce section, but lemons are nowhere to be found.

"What the hell?" Jungkook says to himself. "No lemons?"

He looks up to see if he can spot an employee when he finally spots one. And luckily for him, the employee has a cart full of boxes of more fruit. Jungkook can clearly see that one of the boxes has the word lemon written on it in big orange lettering.

"Excuse me." Jungkook calls out loudly, approaching the shorter male.

"Hi, can I help you with something, ma'am?" The guy asks. Jungkook scoffs.

"Ma'am? I'm a guy." He scowls behind his sunglasses.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I saw your outfit and... I'm sorry." The guy stops talking before he makes things worse. Jungkook rolls his eyes.

"Anyway, give me some of those lemons." Jungkook holds his hand out impatiently.

"You mean these?" The guy motions towards the box awkwardly.

"Well, duh. What other lemons are there around here?"

"Um, sir, you're gonna have to wait until I can actually put these out. Give a few more seconds and I'll--"

"I want my lemons now." Jungkook demands.

The guy is taken aback, and instead of giving in like Jungkook's used to, he argues back. "Sir, I'm not giving you any lemons right now. You can wait."

"I can wait?" Jungkook repeats, outraged. "Do you know who I am?" He rips off his sunglasses and mask, staring the guy right in his face.

"No, I don't know who you are. Do you know who I am? I'm Park Jimin, and I'm in charge of stocking produce. If you don't calm down, I'm gonna have to call security."

"Well, Park Jimin, I'm Jeon Jungkook, the most famous guy in South Korea. Now, give me my lemons or get me a manager." Jungkook shouts. By now a small crowd is forming, but neither of the two arguing have noticed yet.

"Fine. I'll get you a manager then." Jimin retorts before stomping away angrily. Jungkook scoffs because how dare he be angry with Jungkook. Jungkook has done absolutely nothing wrong. All he wanted were some lemons.

After maybe about three minutes, Park Jimin comes back followed by a tall, lanky man with light brown hair and dimples.

"This is the guy that's been causing a scene over here." Jimin tells the man.

"Jimin." The guy stops in his tracks, eyes wide.

"Hello, you obviously know who I am." Jungkook turns his nose up at the two and rolls his eyes.

"O-of course, Mr. Jeon. I'm a huge fan." The guy bows repeatedly.

"Namjoon, seriously? What happened to taking care of the problem?" Jimin growls angrily at his manager.

"This isn't just an ordinary customer, Jimin. This is Jeon Jungkook. Don't you know him?" Namjoon questions.

"No. I have no idea who he is and frankly, I don't care." Jimin pouts. "Will you please do something about this?"

"Of course. What's the issue here?" Namjoon asks.

"I just wanted some lemons. He wouldn't give me any." Jungkook responds.

"Yeah, that's because I haven't stocked them yet." Jimin rolls his eyes. "I like to do my job the right way."

"Obviously you're not doing your job correctly." Jungkook retorts.

Jimin scoffs. "Obviously you're not either if I have no clue who you are. Famous my ***." Jimin crosses his arms angrily.

"I want him fired." Jungkook shouts at Namjoon.

"I-I'm sorry, but I can't do that, sir. Jimin is truly a wonderful employee. It's just been an off da--"

"I don't care. If you're not gonna fire him, then you'll never see me around here again. I refuse to waste my money somewhere that hires people like this." Jungkook gives Jimin a pointed look.

"Whatever. We don't need you shopping here either. Just take your dumb lemons and leave." Jimin rolls his eyes and walks off, leaving Jungkook to be angry all by himself.

"Here, sir. Take all the lemons you want." Namjoon tells Jungkook. Jungkook, still upset, snatches up the whole box before storming to the registers and quickly checking out. He practically speeds home and is there in no time.

When he bursts through the front door, he lets out a loud, annoyed groan. "Jin, get the groceries." Jungkook yells into the empty living room. After a few seconds, he hears a sigh and then a pair of feet coming down the hallway.

"Alright, alright. I got it." Jin sighs again.

"Jungkook?" His mother calls. "What's wrong?" She asks her son.

"I just had the worst experience at the grocery store. Mom, you shouldn't shop there anymore. There's this guy that works there. His name is Jimin and--"

"Oh, you met Jimin? Isn't he wonderful?" His mother grins brightly.

"Wonderful?" Jungkook scoffs. "He's a major asshole, okay? How do you even know him?" Jungkook places his hands on his hips.

"Your father and I are good friends with his parents. Don't say that stuff about him. He's a good kid." His mother frowns.

"Obviously he's been putting up a front around you. He was so rude to me."

"Really?"

"Yes! He refused to give me any lemons. Then we had to get the manager involved. It was a mess." Jungkook sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I'm tired. I need to nap."

"Uh, okay." His mother nods. "Why don't you go rest in your room then?" She suggests.

"Okay, I will. I'll see you later, mom." Jungkook waves as he walks down the hall towards his bedroom. Once there, he quickly undressed before laying right down and falling asleep. He has to get his beauty sleep, after all.

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