Chapter 13 || Coffee & Ties

Jungkook daddy 💕
Hey babydoll
Are u okay?
U didn't text me

Jiah
dude wtf
ew!

Jungkook daddy 💕
Heyy! Stop that!
I was worried for u do u know that?

Jiah
jerk

Jiah scoffs internally keeping the phone in her purse after making a mental not to delete that number permanently. Straightening her clothes as she stands up to greet the CEO with a bow, her eyes roam to empty place behind the reception counter where Jaesung, her first ever friends in office, used to sit and work. A frown makes it's way up to her face as she stares in the direction, thinking that she would be alone during lunch today.

She decided to save it for later to ask about him and follows Jimin to his office for now. As the man stops by his desk, a cup of coffee in his left hand and the phone in the other one for he's talking to someone. Jiah however, continues with her daily thing of choosing a matching tie for him after glancing at the suit he's wearing today. It's navy blue in color, well fitted as though it was especially made just for his godly body. She blinks a few times, gathering herself back from the charming boss's even charming aura and picks a plain, maroon tie.

She stands in front of him, taking the cup of coffee from his hand and puts it on the table, ignoring the questioning raise of his eyebrow at her. He doesn't end the call but Jiah feels his gaze at her, knowing she successfully had his attention. Oh she hated herself for finding this man irresistibly hot when he is her boss and she already has a son!

"Yeah, sure. It's always a pleasure Mr Lee," Jimin nods briefly while Jiah gulps her saliva down focusing too hard on the tie until she's done and fixes it under the collar of his formal white shirt. Keeping her liking of the proximity to herself, she steps away and smiles at the perfect necktie.

"Do it again," Jimin mutters, keeping the phone on the table and pulls the tie open, shrugging his shoulders while Jiah frowns at him.

"Why would you do that?"

"What?" Jimin pretends not to hear, stepping forward and leans down a bit, "Did you say something miss Jiah?"

She sighs deeply, taking the tie again, convincing herself that this man is more stupid and rude than handsome if he couldn't see how beautifully she made the tie. Although holding no grudges, she takes her position again– hands holding the fabric around his neck, eyes determined to make it better this time and ler lip caught between her teeth as her habit.

Jimin hides his smirk at that, staring at the girl without even blinking for once which he's sure that she's trying hard not to notice and just focus on the tie. He clears his throat a bit, picking up the coffee and takes a sip, too desperate to make an eye contact with her, for which he doesn't hesitate, releasing a soft sound from his juicy lips, earning instant attention from the secretary while he continues to pretend that it's the coffee tasting so damn good that it made him moan, not her biting her lip standing do close that all he wants to do is–

Get a grip Park Jimin!

"Are you okay, sir?" Jiah tilts her head, making Jimin choke on his drink, hastily nodding his head which also turned out bad enough to have the coffee spilling on both Jiah and himself.

The girl gasps, stepping away her hands desperately trying to get rid of the warm liquid from staining her plain white blouse, "Oh god!" Her lips mutter in annoyance, turning away from her boss who looks too lost in thoughts.

"I'm sorry Miss Jiah, I didn't mean to–"

She sighs softly, staring at her clothes with a defeated expression, not knowing how to fix it now, when she doesn't even have anything to cover up here.

Jimin keeps his eyes on her face, not allowing the gaze to drop any lower than her collar bone for being caught peeking at his secretary's chest would be too embarrassing and wrong. He clears his throat, turning to his side and motions towards the restroom of his office, "You can clean up inside,"

"Uh yeah," She nods instantly, leaving him standing alone, giving him some time to curse at himself for either being so clumsy or at her for being so beautiful that it easily distracts him out of his mind.

"Fuck!" His foot kicks the table, "What have you done Park Jimin?!"

As he keeps muttering to himself, trying to get himself back together and persuade his brain to think straight for once instead of swooning over the girl and make him appear like a pervert, his attention however then diverts to the constant tinging of notifications from somewhere. Jiah's still in the restroom and the situation makes him mad, reminding himself that he's not supposed to look at somebody else's phone.

But when the sounds don't stop, he closes his eyes in embarrassment, knowing exactly what he was going to do to know who is the special person who she keeps texting half of the time. His hand dives into the purse slowly, scared to touch something weird for he had heard from Namjoon that a woman's purse has many unpleasant surprises too. It's like a den for a man where he should always be careful.

Fortunately for Jimin, nothing dangerous met him on the way and he found the phone in one go, sighing deeply in relief once he's out of the den. The screen is already glowing, telling him to slide up to unlock which makes him scoff amusedly that this girl doesn't even lock her phone.

The wallpaper is of a baby. A cute little, half naked boy as though from the internet which makes Jimin question if she actually loved babies that much to have them as her wallpaper. He shakes his head, focusing back on the texts and opens the chat with most notifications. 24 and still typing

Jungkook daddy 💕
oh you must be at work rn
Ik u must be there
am I disturbing u baby?

talk to meee
Jiaaahhhhhhhhh!
I miss you babydoll

Do u know how many girls I keep
rejecting because of you?

But you don't have to worry abt them
I don't need those when I got you
The Best Girl!
Now come on reply to me sweetcheeks

How's it going there without me?
Missing daddy? ;)
Well since you said you don't want
me around, I assume you must be enjoying
Just be happy princess
that's what I want

For you to be happy

And after that you can make me a
little happy too
I'll take you out to a fancy dinner!
Or whatever you like I promise!

Oh and don't let anyone come near you
Kick them hard miss jiu jitsu ;)

Jimin rolls his eyes at the texts, shoving the phone back in the purse before he actually loses himself and replies to this jerk in the way he deserves. To calm himself down, he strolls back towards the bathroom which is also when he realises Jiah's taking too long inside.

Clearing his throat and containing the awkwardness inside him, he gently knocks on the door, "Are you in there?" He asks, instantly regretting that he wasn't formal enough, but then the anxeity settles down, hearing the girl's voice from the other side of the door.

"You ruined my clothes, Mr Park." She grits out in anger, trying so hard to be polite, "I need some time,"

"Uh yeah, sorry," He rambles hesitantly, taking off his blazer and breathes a few times, "Miss Jiah, I hope you're not mad at me...?"

"No, not at all sir," Jiah replies in a more sarcastic tone, "Why would I be mad? It's a just some coffee on my white shirt, not to mention when I have nothing to change into. It's certainly not a big deal, is it sir? "

"Wait..." Jimin frowns, embarrassed knowing that his one-hundred percent attention is on Jiah's voice right now, "So like what exactly are you doing?"

"Sir, would you mind if I curse a little?"

"I might fire you," Jimin scoffs, "But since it's my fault, yes you're allowed to curse. But not more than one wor–"

"Fucking hell! I wanna murder you Park Jimin! Or at least choke you with that very tie of yours!"

Jimin finds himself on the verge of laughing instead of getting mad at the little outburst, for he had thought she would attack his entire family in a loop of curses, although what rather comes out shifts the situation a bit to the hilarious side. 

"Miss Jiah–"

"I'm sorry sir..." Jiah's voice lowers now probably realising what she just said to her boss, "Please don't fire me, I need this job. I'll do everything you say, I'm really really sorry, sir, I didn't mean i–"

Jimin chuckles to himself, forgetting that he needs to ask for permission before entering the bathroom and barges right in, making the girl gasp loudly, turning around to button up her still-wet blouse. Though it doesn't help as the reflection in the mirror is clear and big enough to let both of them know that the damage is done.

"I... I'm sorry..." Jimin rambles, looking away from her and clears his throat, focusing on cleaning his hands and tiny traces of coffee on his blazer, once Jiah's buttoned up her blouse completely.

"Uhm are you going to fire me...?" She mumbles, staring at Jimin's reflection in the mirror with scared eyes. "I don't wanna choke you with the tie... and kill you... Humans make mistakes, so i-it's fine."

"Yes, and for this reason I think you deserve a second chance?"

Jiah gasps, nodding her head quickly and bows, "Yes, thank you sir."

"But you're gonna have to put more effort," He mutters, turning to face her and releases a soft breath.

"Uh sure,"

"Starting tonight," He says, straightening his coat and looks at her, "Have you been to business parties before?"

"Uhm no,"

"Well, you'll be joining one tonight with me."

"But sir, I can't–"

"You're my secretary, miss Jiah. You kinda signed for it," He chuckles, stating the obvious and steps closer to her, "You can go home for now. I'll pick you up at eight. Wear something nice,"

Jiah flinches at the proximity, trying her best to not to freak out as Jimin's fragrance swarms through her nostrils yet another time, and to her surprise, he always smells so fresh. It's not too strong, not too faint, just a perfect balance between a sweet, attractive and manly fragrance. And Jiah has started liking it so much that she might just buy an extra one of this very perfume and keep at home.

"Y-Yes sir," She hesitates still lost in that heavenly cologne and nods absent mindedly.

"Good," Jimin smiles amusedly, "You seem to enjoy something a lot these days?"

"Huh?" Jiah snaps back to reality, cheeks burning with a tint of embarrassment as she laughs nervously, "Uh I guess I've started liking my work..."

"Or maybe you've started liking something else," He hums softly, "Tell me,"

"Sir, I don't think this–"

"Jimin," He says, "Call me Jimin when I'm not talking to you about work."

"I– sir–" She steps back, praying for him not to repeat what happened that day. Her hand slowly comes up, resting on his chest as he gradually keeps leaning closer, giving a subtle push to remind him of what he's doing.

And it works, Jimin pulls away, cursing under his breath, "You're really irresistible," He mutters, making Jiah blush furiously as she lowers her head, not wanting him to see how much he's affecting her without even touching her yet. "Go, see you tonight,"

Jiah says nothing and walks out of the bathroom in rush, taking  a deep breath once she's alone and standing in a much open space, "What the heck..." Her lips mutter to herself.

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next update might take some time because i have no chapter ready here and i'm busy these days. 😩 sorryyyyyy

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