"Hey idiot!"

Jimin groaned at the sensation of someone shaking him violently. He tried pushing the hand away, but it just came right back.

"You're late Jimin! Wake up!"

The young adult turned on his stomach with a grunt. There was a pounding against his skull, it made him want to pull his brain from his head and throw out the window. Despite the terrible feeling and foul odor he sniffed, his eyelids pried themselves open. He as me with the sight of his radio clock, a time he wished was his sight decieving him with.

"No! No! No! No! No!"Jimin mumbled some more before jumping from his bed. He immediately regretted it instantly for the room started spinning and a burning liquid began making it's way up his throat. He ran to the bathroom and threw up what caused him so much discomfort. After a few minutes of vomiting and judgmental humming from his roommate, Jimin laid his head tired on the toilet seat. His chest heaved, his eyes watered, and a burning feeling in his throat left him effortless.

"What happened to only a few huh?"

"S-Shut up." Jimin mumbled. He reached for the sink and with the little energy he had, held up his weak limbs. "I don't remember anything and my head his pounding."

"I can fill you in buddy. You got drunk and left with some dude. Thankfully someone saw you and I was able to find you, just in time too. I caught you two making out in some really nice car, I had to pull you with you dingus hanging out. It was disgusting, I had to put back in your pants." Jin shivered as he remembered what he was forced to do. "You owe me big time now hurry up you're already late to your interview."

The pained man's eye widened so wide he thought they might have popped right out. For a split second he wished they had, then he would have a good excuse for being late. He quickly prepared for his day then ran out the door. Through traffic Jimin zoomed, he ignored the honks and angry cries from others. They had no idea what he had just went through, they had no right he believed. By the time he got to park his car, Jimin had gulped down a pill, a pastry, and a coffee. All were part of Jin's niceness from when before he left his home. Jimin grabbed his papers, then ran into the tall building. The inside was cold, quiet and plain. He left the exploring for another day and ran to the front desk. A elderly lady with short black hair was behind it.

"Welcome to Min Co., name and reason for visit?"

"P-Park Jimin, I'm here for t-the open position as Mr. Min's se-secretary."

Jimin was so out of breath by the time he made it to the front desk. He even missed the ledge of the counter three times to hold on to it, the lady simply giggled at his actions.

The woman handed him a slip. "Mr. Min seems to be running late, you got lucky. Anyway, just wait outside his office. It's on the 30th- oh Jungkook!"

The lady moved her attention away from him to someone behind him. He turned around to find a boy with a bunny smile looking at him. He was much taller than him despite the clear age gap, this male was definitely a teenager. Unlike some people Jimin spotted in the building, this boy didn't even wear a suit and tie. He wore a dark pair of jeans, a white shirt with a pair of boots and a beanie to cover his brown hair which bangs were only visible. This boy was indeed very cute, at least Jimin thought so.

"Good morning Kookie, this is the gentleman applying for Yoongi's secretary, could you take him up stair please?"

The boy, Jungkook agreed and asked to be follow. Jimin thanked the woman then followed the boy.

"So you're going to go for Yoongi Hyung's secretary I heard. I'm sure he'll accept you, you seem like the best option anyways."

The last sentence left Jimin feeling uneasy, he wasn't sure whether it was good or bad thing. He simply laughed it of nervously. Since the younger initiated a conversation, he thought it'd best to continue it and get some things cleared out at the same time.

"Do you work here or..."

"Me? No,I'm still too young. I intern for Namjoon Hyung, he's one of the bosses here." The boy said as they entered the elevator and he clicked the 30th floor. "He said he'd hire me once I finish though so then we can work together!"

Jungkook flashed him a smile to which Jimin returned one of his own, it was awkward but he did it. The rest of the way up silent, but a comforting silence. Once the door opened, the boy pointed outwards.

"This is it. I hope you get the job. It's time for my coffee run but hey maybe I'll you again."

Jimin hummed, he hoped that was true. He thanked Jungkook politely then watched as the boy disappeared from his sight. With a deep inhale of air Jimin turned to face whoever was on the floor, he was met with a single being. A red hair boy sat at a desk on the left, he was pulling on his hair, looking extremely stressed. He spoke into the phone nicely although he was clearly irritated.

"Yes Mr.Jung's proposition is done. Yes but you see- no it's just-" He tapped the pen on the desk," Okay but Mr.Min isn't here! There's nothing I can do for now so now you listen here, once I have his proposition we'll talk! Now you have a good day!"

The slam of the of the phone was the only thing that echoed in the room for a few seconds. Jimin felt threatened all the sudden from the male's outburst but he put it aside and cleared his throat to make his presence know. The red head pushed back his bangs to reveal furrowed eyebrows but once sight of Jimin as taken in, they quickly unfurrowed. The male sat up straight, a blinding smile appeared on his face.

"Hi! How can I help you!?"

"I'm here for Mr.Min's opening." Jimin said as he slid him the paper the lady had given him downstairs. The boy looked at it and nodded, looking back and forth between the computer and the paper as he typed.

"Ah Park Jimin yep you're here. Sorry Mr. Min isn't here yet but I'm here!" He displayed his teeth in his box-like smile. "I'm Taehyung, Mr.Jung's secretary, also Mr.Min's temporary. I'm so glad your here you can get that sloth off my-"

"Watch that language Tae, I might just have extra papers that need revision." A voice said from behind him. Startled, Jimin turned around to find a grey hair male in a suit with a bag in his hand.

"My proposition." The man threw the bag with papers onto the desk and walked to a door. Jimin watched as Taehyung sent him a glare and sighed grabbing the bag.

"So the bosses rooms are each at the end of the three hallways behind those doors." Ae pointed at three doors, one having a desk next to each. "The one next to mine is Mr.Jung's and across is Mr.Kim's. The one in the middle is Mr.Min's, also where you'll be going in soon."

Jimin looked towards the door and nodded.

"You will also have a desk inside Mr.Min's office for whenever you two have work that needs to be done together, but your regular one will be that one," He pointed at the desk outside Mr.Min's door," You'll be with me and Jungkookie, whenever he's here."

Jimin mouth made an 'o' shape as he remembered the cute kid. "Can you tell me more about him? He um got me up here."

It would be a lie to claim that the young attractive boy hadn't caught Jimin's eye because he had. Sure he was probably much too old for him but he still wished to know a little about him considering he had said they might meet again.

"Ah lil Jungkookie? Yeah he's still in highscho-"

"Taeshit send the boy in! Also get the call with those shits, they keep calling my personal! For godsake do something boy!" Mr.Min's voice can in through a walkie talkie on the desk.

Taehyung sighed, "You're going to have to deal with this, I can't wait to throw this thing out."

He cleared his throat and picked up the device. "I'll fax the proposition, god. Also a candidate for the secretary position is going in now. His name is Jimin."

Taehyung rolled his eyes then pointed to the door he'd informed Jimin he'd be taking soon. Jimin fiddled with his fingers as he headed towards it, the nerves were much worse now. The aches he had were becoming much more present but he pushed them aside. He opened the door, a short hallway needed to be crossed before a blurry glass door. Jimin fixed his tie and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

The nerve wrecked adult took in a deep breath before opening the door to what he hoped would go smoothly but only time would tell that.

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All of my books have a chapter with this title I'm so uncreative

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