"Miss Jiah," Jimin calls again, his voice hinting the irritation his face is hiding behind a straight expression.

But the girl isn't bothered by the firm tone of her boss and continues texting on her phone with a frown creasing her brows together and lips muttering something that no one else other than her own self can hear. Jimin steps closer until he's most fairly towering over her and his shadow blocks the light from the office window that was earlier glowing up her skin at places.

Jiah looks up hastily, dropping her phone as she's startled and stares at Jimin with her mouth open, heaving out a shaky breath. Jimin stands straight, hands shoved the pockets of his pants and eyes staring back at her with a deep, hooded gaze, that only makes Jiah gulp in fear.

"What did I just say?" He questions, not moving an inch from where he stood, not even caring if Jiah felt uncomfortable in that position, having him standing right in front of her face as she never got the chance to stand up from the couch.

"Uh... uhm... About the meeting...?"

"Wrong," He leans down, loosening his tie, having his luring gaze, tempting Jiah in a way where she considers herself crazy for thinking that he actually looks hot when he's mad. But that doesn't justify the situation nor makes it any better for her when she's barely inches away from her boss's face. The man is staring deep into her soul and it's making her head spin.

"Try again," His voice is low and breath is warm, falling on her skin to make her shiver and curl into a ball if she could move. Words don't cone out of her mouth, but a tiny gasp does, when she feels Jimin pulling her to the edge of the couch with his hand resting on her waist.

"S-Sir... I-"

"Yes?" Jimin's eyes lower slowly, travelling to her lips. The pair of pink lips he noticed from day one thanks to Jiah's constant habit of biting her lower lip. He releases a soft sigh, reminding himself that he's not supposed to kiss. Not now at least.

He clears his throat, leaving her alone and pulls himself back, cursing at himself mentally for losing his mind over a silly thing. She might think of me as a creep! Well done Park Jimin! He groans internally and punches his handsome face in his head for scaring the girl who didn't hesitate slapping that motorcycle man that night. It might be his que now.

"I'm so-"

"I-I'm so sorry, sir," Jiah gulps, catching her breath as she stamds up quickly and bows to Jimin, "I'm really sorry sir,"

Jimin gulps thickly, staring at the girl with perplexed eyes as he still doesn't understand the reason she's apologizing after. He coughs awkwardly, taking a step back and holds up his hand, almost going to stop her but another voice is fast enough to interrupt him.

"Mr Park," A man is standing at the door, making Jimin flinch as he imagines the wide possibility of him seeing everything he just did with his secretary. Just fucking great! "My leave...?"

"What?" Jimin blinks a few times, gaining his composure and decides to nod, "For what? And who gave you the permission to come in?" He voices out, assuming the man didn't see anything as he turns to Jiah who sighs deeply, shaking her head, now making him realise that she was just trying to cover up so that the man won't think of anything absurd.

"I did, sir. Nobody responded..."

"Still you should wait," Jimin glares at him, "Now what do you want a leave for?"

"It's my sister's wedding, sir. I need to go back," He smiles a little, staring at the CEO with a hopeful expression while Jiah goes to his desk, grabbing an envelope and hands it to Jimin.

"I'll see it, you may leave." He commands, watching the man bowing and leaving with a disappointed look. "Jesus Christ!" He mutters, throwing the envelope aside and stares out the window.

"You should sign it, sir." Jiah says, earning a glance from Jimin and she gulps nervously, "Or not..."

"Hey, look, I'm sorry for-"

"Let's pretend nothing happened?" She suggests, picking up the envelope with the man's leave application and places it on the table. "I think I should leave now, it's getting late."

"Uh y-yeah, do you need a ride? I'm heading that way," He bites his tongue for lying, closing his eyes as he prays for her to say yes.

"Thank you, sir. But I guess I'll have to pass this one. I already have someone waiting an-"

"President Kim?" His eyes snap in her direction, hissing internally as Jiah nods to confirm his words. He sighs deeply, raking a hand through his hair and licks his lip, "I'll drop you, let's go."

"But sir, I have to go somewh-"

"Doesn't matter, you're going with me." He declares, straightening his coat and looks at Jiah, "It's an order, miss Jiah."

"I-"

"That's what I thought, let's go."

"Sir," She chuckles, shaking her head and stops him, earning a look from him as he arches up a brow at her. "I have to meet up with my friends after this. President Kim is one of those people, so he needs to go." She tells him, letting go of his arm and squints her eyes at his face, "Are you jealous? I hope not, sir."

Jimin stares at her, his breath hitching when she steps forward, forcing him to move back until his hips touch the desk. She feels a boost of confidence, despite a little angel in her head reminding her that she's not supposed to play back when she already has a son. But he's hot! How come I never noticed?!

"Miss Jiah," He frowns, "What-"

"I could do it too, you see?" She sighs, pulling back and shrugs her shoulders, "But I won't, because I don't wanna lead you or anyone on. So it's my humble request and advice for you, sir, please don't such things with me. I'm not the one you guys should be wasting your time with."

"Guys...?" Jimin catches one word and she sighs again, "Is that man still bothering you?"

"What can I say? He went away I guess, I told him I already have someone." Jiah grins at him, "Shocked?" Jimin gulps nervously, but nods anyway, making her chuckle, "Yep, surprise... I guess," She shrugs.

"You- no you don't..."

"Why? Can't I have someone to love already?"

"No, that's not what I mean. You just looked like- Nevermind..." He heaves out a sigh, tearing off his gaze from the girl and shoved his hands back in his pockets, "You should go it's getting late, and... and Namjoon must be waiting,"

"Yes sir-"

"Jimin," Jimin says, staring at her, "It's Jimin for you after working hours. Try and get used to it?"

"I just said I already ha-"

"That's okay," He nods, "If others can wait, why not me?"

Jiah blinks a few times as Jimin chuckles, patting her cheek softly winks at her, before gesturing her to go. She grabs her bag, clutching tightly on the sling and walks out of the office, still not believing what all happened and especially Jimin's words at last.

Entering and exiting the elevator feels nothing and she's already seating herself in the passenger seat of Namjoon's car, releasing the breath that had been caught in her throat till now. Namjoon smiles at her, busy telling her about the meeting where he almost dropped the laptop but thankfully his assistant saved the day.

She hears less of his talks for her mind keeps repeating Jimin's words and the way he looked at her almost as if he never saw anything more beautiful. She had known him for over three months now, but none of the days ever made her feel like today alone did. His hands felt fairly good on her waist, circling her curves with perfection as if it was the only thing they were meant for. Even his warm breath felt sent tingles to a part of her brain which she thought was deserted after Taehyung abandoned her.

Or maybe she was too deprived of the term sex that her boss who was on verge losing temper today appeared sexy to her.

She gasps at the thought, cringing with her whole body and shakes her head, hoping it would shake the nasty thought away too. Her hand tightens the grip on her bag, eyes shut tight and lips muttering curses for even thinking that, "Ew!" She shrieks.

"Jiah?" Namjoon glances over at her stopping with his story and frowns, "What happened?"

"Huh?" Her head snaps in his direction, realising they're in the car- on their way to Yoongi's restaurant where he must be waiting for Jiah with Jihun. "Nothing... Nothing, oppa." She laughs nervously, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear and sighs deeply, "I'm okay,"

"Okay?" Namjoon spares her a glance, not questioning anything further as they've reached their destination. He steps out of the car first while Jiah takes a moment to breathe properly. "Are you really okay?"

"Hm, yes, I'm okay." She smiles, giving him a thumbs up as she gets out of her seat and straightens her clothes, Her eyes travel to the side mirror, seeing a too familiar figure stopping near the car. "Shit!" She curses, gasping for she has had too many encounters with the man to mistake this helmet, the bike, the black leather jacket, black shoes and those obvious dark eyes.

Before she shoves Namjoon in, the man himself walks over to the biker, giving Jiah a live heart attack, "Hey Kook," The older smiles and Jiah frowns when Jungkook actually responds back with a smile after taking off his helmet. "Here's the key, and I've sent you the location."

"What the fuck..." Her lips mutter, too confused to react, but the males notice her and smile. They both smile. Just that Namjoon's is
a genuine one and Jungkook's... well he's a creep.

"Oh, this is my brother, Jungkook" Namjoon says, pointing at Jungkook who winks at her grinning with all his teeth out, "And Jungkook she's-"

"Jiah," Jungkook bites his lips, stating at the girl as he nods, "I know her,"

"Wow really?" Namjoon laughs amusedly and glances at the girl, "You know him too? I never knew this!"

"I like-"

"We met accidentally!" Jiah says quickly, before Jungkook said anything weird. She smiles at the elder, grabbing his arm and gently pushed him inside the restaurant. "Yoongi oppa must be waiting, you should go in. I'm coming in a bit."

"Uh are you sure?" Namjoon looks between her and Jungkook and sighs as Jish nods instantly, followed by Jungkook shrugging his shoulders as he nods too.

The elder agrees after that, leaving the two alone and Jiah uses the tine to glare at Jungkook who has a smirk on his lips. He gets off his bike and stands facing the girl, "Yes, princess? You wanna talk alone?"

"Drop the act you douche! Tell me why you're here and since when is Namjoon your brother?!"

"Hey, relax miss jiu jitsu," He hisses, taking her hands and makes her stand leaning on his bike so that he's front of her, having her caged between his body and the bike. "Namjoon is my brother since I was five. He's my step brother and I came here because he called me. He had some work in the other side of the city and he can't go, so I volunteered to help. Now tell me is it bad to help my brother?"

"What?" Jiah squints at him, "So you're going somewhere?"

Jungkook bites his lip again, preventing a smile and nods, leaning closer to her the next second with a teasing smile and eyes devouring her with nothing but mischief, "Is someone gonna miss me?"

"Probably not me," She rolls her eyes.

"We'll see," He smirks, "I don't know if you've noticed this or not, sweetheart. But you don't try to get away from me now, and I like it." He whispers the last bit into her ear.

"Because you know I already have someo-"

"There's no Jihun." Jungkook declares, "You lied to me, baby. Why do you wanna play like this? I swear I can make you the happiest girl in the world, your every word will be my command, if anything makes you smile you'll have it in front of you. Just say yes, princess,"

"Stop dreaming lover boy," Jiah scoffs, "This is not a disney movie. You're not the hero here and I'm the heroine that you'll get in the end of the movie. It's the reality, your life... my life, everything here is reality Jungkook. And what you want is impossible."

"I can make everything possible," He holds her hand despite her attempt to free it from his grip. But he stays firm and places a soft kiss on her knuckles, staring right into her eyes, "Since I'll be gone for a week, I want you to do something for me."

"In your dreams," Jiah pulls her hand back, making disgusted face at him and he sighs, grabbing her bag from her hand and fishes out her phone, keeping her away from taking it back until he puts in his number and returns back with a smile.

"You do a lot of things in my dreams, Jiah. Don't even bring that up unless you're ready for something incredibly thrilling," He smirks, "But for now, I just want you to call me or even text me if there's any problem. For instance, if anyone bothers you, if anyone is stalking you or-"

"Yes, there's one stubborn guy who keeps stalking me," Jiah smiles bitterly at him and points at his chest, the smile vanishes and she scowls at him, "You, Jeon Jungkook. Can you help me with this?"

"Of course, princess. You'll be having a Jungkook-free week. Enjoy!" He says sarcastically and Jiah rolls her eyes.

"I wanna scratch that face of yours!"

"I'd like you scratching my back instead," He winks, earning instant dirty look from the girl as she shakes her head and pushes him away, ready to head back inside. But Jungkook holds her wrist, pulling her back one last time and says, "I want one more thing,"

"No,"

He ignores and continues putting his wish forward, "I wanna take you out with me after I come back... just for a few hours, Jiah, please don't say no."

"No,"

"You're really cruel," He hisses, "My heart's becoming a patient for you, and the condition is critical Jiah. Save my heart, baby!"

"Can you stop?" She glares ar him. "Just go carry on with your work."

"I'll leave once you say yes,"

"No,"

"Please?"

"No,"

"Come on, Jiah, it's just a few hou- Okay two hours. Not a second more than that..."

"No-"

"One hour? I'm just asking for one hour from your whole day. Just one hour, I wanna know you and talk to you for real, not just fighting or pushing me away. Just one hour is all I'm asking for,"

Jiah stares at him, shaking her head as she feels no use of saying no to him. So she quietly just turns around, freeing her hand from his clasp and goes inside the restaurant. Jungkook stares at her with defeated eyes, sighing deeply as the girl doesn't even try hiding how much she despised him.

"I guess I'l wait then..."

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a/n- helloo peopleee