"Shut up!"

The young adult man covered his head with the cushions of his pillows in hopes that it would stop the annoying sound that his phone emitted. A bad night caused an even terrible morning which was made much worse by the call of whoever dared bother him. Jimin gave up and finally answered the phone.

"Did I wake you? I'm sorry but we we're wondering if you are coming in today? Yoongi is asking for you and he's not too happy this morning...he even came in earlier than usual."

"He's angry?" Jimin sat up and rested his back on the backboard of the bed, more awake now. He pulled away his phone and stared down at it. His eyes widened as he looked at the time. Jimin put the phone back to his ear to confirm he'd make his appearance but the angered voice of a man cut him off.

"Give me that! Jimin! Where the hell are you?! The new files just came in and I need you to help me look through them! Also Nam-" Jimin pulled the phone away from his ear, the loudness made it ache. However when he heard his name be shouted, he quickly answered.

"I'm here... I'm sorry. I don't feel too good today but I'll be there soon." Jimin didn't wait for a respond and hung up. He sighed and got up from bed, instantly regretting it as a pain shot up his spine. With a swift movement he jumped from bed to prepare for his day in the fastest motion he could. All was going well until it came to finding his car keys, the were not where he left them.

"Jin!"

Fustrated by who he believed was the culprit of his missing keys, he decided to share a few curses with the said man.

"What! I'm about to go into a meeting!"

"Where are my keys?! I'm late to work and I left them in the bowl last night-"

"I have it okay. Mine broke down and I couldn't b- ah okay I'll be right there. Gotta go!"

Jimin's hands curled into a fist and a grunt of pure frustration escaped him involuntary. He knew he didn't have time to whine so he yelled out an unfriendly would before slamming the door shut with him outside the apartment.

***

"Run!"

Taehyung signaled for the arriving employee to go back into the elevator as he walked towards him. Hoseok besides him did the same, urging him to disappear from the floor. Regardless the warnings, Jimin limped his way to his station. As he walked through the gloomy room he came to notice that even the only woman in the office was for once doing work. The young intern was no where to be seen as well.

"Where's Jungkook?"

"In school, turn back. Go!" Taehyung whispered as he handed some papers to Hoseok, who gave him a concerned glance before going back into his office. He took a deep breath before walking down the small hallway to the glass door.

"No! Tell them to come here if they to then! There's no way I'm going all the way to fucking Canada! They want me to freeze my ass!? Go see if Jimin's here yet!"

The eyes that seemed to transport one to hell stared down the late adult. He gulped and greeted in a whisper which was returned with the repetition of the word in a much louder and nastier tone. Namjoon made his way out, whispering two words of encouragement for the younger before letting him be.

"Do you know what time it is?!"

"I'm so-"

"Do you know I've had to do your job for you!? As far as I'm concerned my job isn't to answer calls! The files are with Tae go get them, also once your done there, I need you here. Bring the finished copies with you. Move!"

Jimin nodded and ran out of the room, well at least tried to. The events from yesterdays still left it's mark on his body. He got right to work however a boss stopped him on his way out of the printer room.

"You alright? You keep limping."

With the little energy Jimin grinned at the worried words of Namjoon. He assured him it was a fall that caused the action, nothing worrisome. In return the man let him know if he could use any help, as well as a ride home. Jimin was confused by the sudden suggestion, Namjoon explained.

"I know Jin took your car, I won't mind taking you home?"

"Really?" Jimin's smile grew widely.

"Really."

"Thank you so muc-"

"He's staying overtime today so I'll drop him home Joon. Now get back to work. Go!" Yoongi appeared, eyebrows even more furrowed. "In my office in hour."

Jimin sighed, "Yes sir."

***

"Not good enough."

"But Yoongi it's as much as we can do. They aren't givin-"

"Are you saying this is the best you can do? Are you saying that me not approving this is me making a bad decision?" Yoongi raised his eyebrows and looked between Hoseok and Namjoon whose heads were down. Jimin could do nothing but give them his back as he looked through some papers in the file cabinet.

"Is this the best you can do?" Yoongi's voice now low and threatening. Jimin winced as he heard the binder being thrown on the desk. "Come back when you've done all you can. Leave."

Jimin quickly searched for the folder and when he found it, he made run for the door. He was not fast enough.

"Why are you limping?"

Was he seriously asking? Jimin assumed the man would have been smart enough to figure out the reason for that but it seemed he wasn't. The young man no longer gave his back, tired sore back.

"You really don't know?" He asked, not believing they were going to have this conversation.

"I wouldn't be asking if I did."

Jimin scoffed, he really could not believe it. Not only was he clueless, he looked angered by it too.

"Are you going to tell me?" Yoongi questioned him, all the attention now on Jimin. Jimin however just shook his head and replied with a simply word.

"You."

"Me?" Yoongi raised his eyebrow. "You're blaming your weak body on me?"

Now it was Jimin's turn to quirk his eyebrows. This man was really something else.

"Yes!" He scoffed. "It's not my fault!"

"I don't care, quit it."

"Quit it?"

"Yes."

Unbelievable.

Jimin said nothing else, he gripped the folder so hard that he was sure he'd be needing to straightening out the papers when he got to his desk. He found the man so frustrating to the point he was tearing up. With him being his boss, Jimin knew he couldn't scream at him to relieve himself of the feeling so he cried instead.

"Are you being serious?"

The younger said nothing. He turned around and with his faulty walk he made his way to the door.

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Seriously though but sometimes the only way to rid of frustration is crying.

Hope you enjoyed!

{Ciel1l}