Yoongis POV:

I swallowed and nodded. "Yes," I replied stiffly. Jimin played with my shirt. "Can I take this off?" I leaned forward and breathed, "Maybe after. If I liked the date." Jimin looked up. "There's a chance?" I raised my eyebrows. "Let's get going. I made reservations." Jimin looked up. "The chance is there?" I raised my eyebrows. "Let's go. I made reservations." Jimin beamed and kissed me. Surprised, I gasped. Jimin disengaged. Jimin's hand went between my legs. "Okay." I took his hand. "Let's go." I pulled him to the car and 10 minutes later we arrived at the restaurant. I offered Jimin a chair. Jimin blushed. "Thank you Mr. Min." "What do you want to eat?", I asked Jimin. "You!", Jimin whispered. I choked on the water I was about to drink. I cleared my throat.

Jimins POV:

"I meant food, Jimin. From the card," Yoongi said. I looked at him sheepishly. "Just kimchi with rice, please." Yoongi glanced at me. "So Mr. Park, when are your friends expecting you home?" I raised my eyebrows. "You want to get rid of me again?" Yoongi smiled slightly. "No, but I was wondering if they have time to come to my house after the date." I raised my eyes. Shortly after, we received our food. I was nervous so I couldn't get any food down. "Jimin? Are you okay?", Yoongi asked me. I put the cutlery aside. "Hyung, I'm not hungry anymore." Yoongi grinned knowingly and continued eating. Impatiently, I shuffled my feet. Yoongi looked at me kindly. "Your friends are Tae and...?""Jungkook. They're a couple," I finished Yoongi's sentence. "And you never had any romantic interest in Tae?" asked Yoongi. I snorted but said nothing. "Jimin?" inquired Yoongi kindly. "No!", I said firmly. "How many dates have you been on?", Yoongi asked me. I gulped. "Dates?" Yoongi nodded. "Yes, dates."

Yoongis POV:

Jimin remained silent. A waiter joined us and looked at Jimin with interest. "Would you like another drink?" Jimin looked at me and I smiled. "No, thank you very much!" said Jimin loudly. "Yoongi, I want to go, please!" I nodded anxiously and asked for the check. "It's late, Jimin. Thank you for a lovely date." Jimin looked at me with wide, innocent eyes. I smiled, lifted my hands to Jimin's face, and gently pulled him to me. Slowly, I placed my lips on Jimin's. Jimin closed his eyes, lifted his arms and put them around my neck. I glanced at the clock. It was 11 p.m. I sighed, "Let's go home." I pushed Jimin into the car. When I got home, I looked at Jimin. I wanted to say something, but Jimin had fallen asleep in his seat. Tenderly, I looked at him. "I guess the end of date night will have to wait a little longer, Mr. Park." 

Taes POV:

Next Day

Excited, I ran into Jimin's office and asked, "So, how was it? Was it good?" Insinuatingly, I wiggled my eyebrows. Jimin sighed, "No Tae. So after all the date was great, but then I fell asleep. Besides, who knows if that's what he wants. With me." Yoongi entered. Jimin smiled. "Good morning, Mr. Min." Yoongi ignored him and walked into the office. I pulled Jimin up and undid two of his shirt buttons. "Go get him." "Mr. Park!" yelled Yoongi angrily. Jimin winced. The doorbell rang and Ms. Choi entered. Oh damn. Namjoon joined us in the foyer. I looked at him seeking help and pointed my eyes at Yoongi's door. Namjoon understood and was just trying to direct Ms. Choi away when Yoongi opened the door. "Get out of here, Mr. Park. I have appointments. Please correct the manuscripts, now!"

Hoseoks POV:

I ran into the foyer when I heard Yoongi yelling at Jimin. Jimin stepped out, slid down the wall, and let the tears run down. "Oh Jiminie," Tae said, running to him. I exchanged a meaningful look with Namjoon and stepped up to Jimin, "Come on baby, get up." I pulled Jimin up. "We're going home. Let him get along without you." Jimin wiped away the tears. Jimin went to his desk and wrote something down. "Jimin, what...?", I began, but Jimin walked wordlessly into Yoongi's office. "Get out...!", Yoongi started to yell, then fell silent. Jimin stepped out smiling, grabbed his stuff, and smiled at us. "Shopping?" Tae looked at him cautiously. "What did you just do?" Yoongi stepped out of his office. "Jimin, please don't quit. I need you." Jimin ignored him and glared at us. "Come on, let's go." Jimin pulled us along. I looked back at Yoongi, who was standing there completely lost.

Jins POV:

I met up with Hobi, Jimin, Tae, Namjoon, and Kookie at a bar. "You what?", I asked Jimin when I heard that Jimin quit. Jimin looked at me. "Hyung, I can't do it. On the one hand, he's cold and angry, but he's also kind and protective. He flips out at the slightest mistake, but inside he's very nice. We went on a date yesterday, but apparently he didn't like it." I hugged him as Jimin began to sob and then cry. "The cold kind is Yoongi." He doesn't mean it the way he shows it, though." "I like him so much. That's why I changed my clothes at his office while talking to Hobi, I tucked his shirt in his pants while extra brushing his "thing", I pretended to consider Mr. To's job offer, I called him Yoonie..., but he didn't care. He protected me from Mr. To and took me in at his house. Why?", Jimin sobbed. I looked helplessly at the boys. "You should talk to him Chim," I said gently.

Yoongis POV:

Weeks passed. Jimin had moved out and was now living with Tae. I hadn't heard from or spoken to Jimin in weeks. There was a knock. My new assistant smiled at me. "Mr Min, can I release the manuscripts?" Expressionless, I looked out the window. "You do that," I said indifferently. Mrs Chungs sighed and sat down with me. "Mr. Min? Are you heartbroken?" I said nothing. Mrs Chungs stood up and was about to leave when I began to speak, "I love him. I haven't seen him or spoken to him for months. I want to hold him in my arms again." Mrs Chungs looked at me questioningly. "What did you do to make him leave?" I looked up at her sadly. "I received a call from Mr. To's company that morning. They had compensation ready for Jimin as well as a new job offer. I can't lose him. I was so angry that Mr. Choi wanted to poach my Jiminie again. That's when I took out my anger and frustration on Jimin." Mrs. Chungs looked at me seriously. "Talk to him."

Namjoons POV:

Yoongi stepped into my office. I looked up from my computer. Yoongi became very skinny. He must have lost 10kg. "Hyung," I said anxiously. Yoongi was pale and he looked tired. Yoongi handed me 10 manuscripts. "Please release," he sighed and was about to leave. Wham! "Yoongi!", I shouted and jumped up. Yoongi had collapsed unconscious. I went to get a doctor and called Jin while I followed the ambulance to the hospital. "Babe, are you okay?", Jin asked me. "Hyung," my voice broke. "Joon, what happened? Where are you?!" I didn't reply anything. "Why am I hearing sirens!!!" shrieked Jin in panic. "Are you okay?" "Yoongi-hyung fainted. We're on our way to the hospital," I said quietly.

Jungkooks POV:

For weeks, Jimin had been lying on our couch in sweatpants with a blank look on his face. The doorbell rang and I opened it. "Hobi-hyung!", I smiled in relief, but the smile froze at my so rarely serious look. Tae stepped up to us. "Babe, who... oh Hobi-hyung!", he smiled. Hobi didn't smile, which was rare. "Hyung, what happened?", I asked worriedly. "Yoongi has been hospitalised," Hobi said stressed. Jimin stepped out of the living room all dishevelled. "What?!" "Jimin...", I began. Jimin asked calmly, "What about Mr. Min?" Hobi looked at him. "He has fainted. He's in a bad way and is taking his temper out on all of us." Jimin nodded. "Is he better?" I looked at Jimin. "He's asleep and still in the hospital." "Okay," Jimin said neutrally. I glanced at Jimin. "Do you want to go?" Jimin shook his head. "No." I glared at him. "Don't you miss him? Because he misses you." Jimin jerkily lifted his head and I smiled slightly. "Go to him!", I commanded gently.

Jimins POV:

Days later:

I sneaked into Yoongi's company and took the manuscripts from Yoongi's desk. A woman cleared her throat behind me. Startled, I whirled around. A woman was standing in the doorway. "Who are you and what are you doing here?" she asked sternly. I swallowed. "I am Park Jimin." Her face brightened. "So you're Park Jimin," she beamed. "Y...yes," I stammered, caught off guard. "And what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at the hospital with Mr Min?" she asked gently. I swallowed. "No." "Yes you should!" she contradicted me. "No," I repeated. "You love Mr Min," she said, "No." She sighed. "Of course you don't. It's precisely because you don't care about Mr Min that you sneak into his office." I said nothing in reply. "You know you can't just take the manuscripts. You don't work here anymore." I looked at her with wide, innocent eyes. "Very well. But bring them back before he comes back", she sighed. I nodded and smiled gratefully.

Yoongis POV:

Days later I stepped into my office and saw the corrected manuscripts on my desk. I stepped up to Ms. Chungs, my temp. "You have done very well and very quickly. Thank you." I was about to leave when Ms. Chungs began to speak. "That wasn't me, that was your former employee, Park Jimin." I whirled around to face her. "Jimin?", I asked in a whisper. My heart began to race. She nodded. Ms. Chungs stood up. "Bring him back, Mr. Min, he should be sitting here, not me. Mr. Jung will be happy to take me in if Jimin returns." I sighed. "He doesn't respond to my messages." She looked down at me. "You must fight, Mr. Min, fight for your love. Tell him you love him." I swallowed and took out my phone. "Go get me his address!", I demanded of her. I drove to Jimin's flat. Jimin opened and stared at me with his mouth open. "Mr. Min?" he breathed towards me. "Yoongi," I objected, pulling Jimin down against me and greedily and lovingly placing my lips on Jimin's. Jimin returned the instantly. After a while, Jimin disengaged and regarded me anxiously.

Jimins POV:

"I'm so sorry about everything, Jimin," Yoongi murmured against my forehead. "I need you. I love you!", Yoongi murmured to me. "You're always so strict," I grumbled. Yoongi looked at him gently. "I'm sorry..." I pouted. "May I come in?", Yoongi asked me. I stepped aside to let him in. I walked into the living room, but froze in the hallway when Yoongi began to speak. "Baby..." I whirled around. Yoongi hastily stepped towards me, grabbed my face, lifted it and kissed me greedily. I groaned and clawed at Yoongi's shirt, moaning. Yoongi already wanted his tongue in my mouth. "I love you!", Yoongi murmured against my mouth. I smiled. I pulled back and looked Yoongi up and down. "You've gotten so skinny. Didn't you eat anything?!", I asked worriedly and reproachfully. Yoongi said nothing and I sighed. "Why?", I asked. Yoongi kissed me again.

Yoongis POV:

I lifted Jimin onto my hips with ease and slid into his bedroom with him. "I wasn't hungry, my dear assistant." I fell into bed and promptly fell asleep. I woke up snuggled up to Jimin at ten. I woke him up lovingly. "Jimin, we have to go to the office." Jimin woke up mumbling. Shortly after, we arrived at the office. Jimin entered. "My appointments, Mr Park?" Jimin glanced at me. "I cancelled all your appointments today." My head jerked up. "Excuse me?!" Jimin stepped towards me, flipped my laptop shut and sat on my lap. "You only have one important appointment today. With me." Jimin unbuttoned my shirt and let it fall to the floor. My heart was racing madly. Jimin leaned down and kissed my exposed chest. "Or nor?" he asked me, his eyes wide. I kissed him. "Go ahead." BOOM! The door flew open. Jimin cried out. Mr To entered, along with my dad. "Appa," I said stiffly. My dad stepped towards me, yanked Jimin off my lap and pushed him to the floor. "Jimin!" I cried anxiously.

Hoseoks POV:

I ran to Namjoon and Jin. "There is a problem. Mr Min senior is here." We ran to Yoongi's office and heard Mr Min senior yelling, "You're dissolving contracts with one of our partners just like that?" Yoongi stood up angrily and knelt down in front of Jimin. Jimin pressed the shirt into Yoongi's hand. "Are you all right? Are you hurt?" asked Yoongi worriedly. Jimin nodded "no" shakily. "Min Yoongi! I'm talking to you!" his dad yelled. Yoongi ignored him. CLAP! "Yoonie!" cried Jimin anxiously and stood up. Yoongi stroked Jimin's cheek affectionately. Yoongi stood up and angrily whirled around to face his dad. "What are you doing? You can't just push my boyfriend to the ground!" shouted Yoongi. "Your boyfriend?!", Mr Min hissed at his son. "You mean the man who is your assistant and is only after money. He also tried to seduce Mr To Jae." Hobi stepped forward. "Mr Min, you have been given wrong information. Mr To could not take his hands off Jimin and tried to poach him." Yoongi said coldly. "We don't do business with someone like that."

Jins POV:

"That's an outrageous lie!" affirmed Mr To. I stepped forward and took out my mobile phone. "Mr Park was talking to me when you interrupted us, but he didn't hang up. I recorded it." I played a recording: Mr To: Mr Park, how nice to meet you here tonight. You look stunning once againJimin: Thank youMr To: Are you here alone or accompanied by your boss who is sitting at the table?Silence Jimin: Mr To, please leave. I have a boyfriend and a great job. Please leave me alone! Let go of me!"Mr To: Jimin, you will be much more successful with me than with the cold donkey. And you will also be more "physically" satisfiedYoongi: "I don't think so. Now, Mr To, take your hands off my assistance!" I stopped the recording. Jimin began to cry. It must have been painful to relive.

Namjoons POV:

Mr Min turned pale. Furious, even more furious than before, Mr Min turned to his business partner. "How dare you lie to me so brazenly, causing me to unjustifiably beat my innocent son?! GET OUT and don't you dare contact me or anyone in the company again. Or... Mr. Park," Mr. Min turned to Jimin, who flinched in fright. Jin, Hobi and I knelt by Jimin and tried to comfort him. Jimin crawled to Yoongi, who hugged him and rocked back and forth like a baby. Jimin sat on Yoongi's lap and buried his face in the crook of Yoongi's neck, crying. I watched the scene sadly. Yoongi was also crying. "I am so sorry, Jimin. I should have reacted even faster. I should have protected you more, from him." "No, no. It was my fault too. I wanted to make you a little jealous with him," Jimin sniffled.

Taes POV:

Hobi called me. "Tae, Kookie please come to Yoongi's company. NOW!" I jumped up. I knew something serious had happened. "Kookie, we have to go! Something's wrong with Jimin," I shouted. Kookie and I drove to Yoongi's company. I ran into Yoongi's office. I froze at the scene in front of me. Yoongi looked at us, then I turned to Jimin. "Baby, go me Tae and Kookie. I need to talk to dad. I'll come see you later." "Yoongi," the man next to me began. "Not now, Dad!" hissed Yoongi. "Come Chimmy," I said. I pulled Jimin with me. Jimin stopped and whirled to Yoongi, ran to him and kissed him. I heard Yoongi groan harshly and return the kiss. Yoongi broke away. "Jimin, please go. I'll be home soon too. I promise." "Home? You live together?" asked Mr Min. "That's enough!" a woman called from the doorway. "L...darling," stuttered Mr Min. "Mum? What are you doing here?" asked Yoongi. Mrs Min walked towards Yoongi. "Oh my dear, who hit you? Your cheek is so red. And why is that angel crying?" "Come Jimin, let's go," I said gently to Jimin.

Jimins POV:

"Stop!" commanded Mrs. Min. "What happened?" "D...darling, it was all a misunderstanding," Mr. Min stammered. Mrs. Min sparkled at her husband. "And did you talk to your son calmly about it or did you act too hastily again?" Trembling, I stood up but fell back to the floor, weak and faint. A while later I woke up in Yoongi's house. "You are awake, angel," Mrs Min's voice rang out. Fearfully, I flinched back. The woman smiled sadly. "Angel, please don't be afraid. I won't hurt you." Tears ran down my cheek. "Is Yoonie alright?" "I'm here baby," said a soft voice beside me. "He hit you," I breathed sadly. "And he accused you of playing with me," Jimin sniffled. Yoongi's mum said softly, "Please don't blame dad too much. Mr. To was his long-time business partner. He was furious at the idea of losing his trusted partner just like that. Mr To told him some lies at our home." Yoongi stroked my hair affectionately. "Where did my cold boss go?" Mrs. Min grinned. "The ice chunk fell in love and thawed out." "Mum!" grumbled Yoongi and I giggled.

Yoongis POV:

Jimin looked at me. "The manuscripts..." he began. I raised my eyebrows sourly. "Park Jimin, now is not the time to think about work," I hissed at Jimin. Jimin glanced at my mum. "There he is again." The two of them giggled. I leaned towards him. "Pray to God that all is well with the manuscripts...", I murmured dangerously. 

Days later:

Jimin entered. "Good morning, Mr. Min," he smiled. I smirked. "Mr. Park." Jimin had dressed really sexy: tight jeans and an almost see-through white shirt. "Welcome back." Jimin smiled. "Thank you, Mr. Min. Were the manuscripts all right?" I glared at him. "Is that what's been on your mind all these days?" Jimin pouted. I smiled. He looked cute when he did that. I turned serious. "Are you sure you can go back to work already?" Jimin said poutingly"I can also stay at home with your overprotective mum." I just grinned.

Jimins POV:

I was editing my text when Yoongi's father entered my office. I became pale and wanted to leave. "Mr Park, please wait," Mr. Min asked. I stopped. Mr. Min looked at me sadly and ashamed. "I am very sorry for the way I treated you. I believed Mr. To's lies and my anger got the better of me. I didn't mean to hurt you." Silently, I stared at him. "Please forgive me!", Mr. Min begged me. I felt two firm arms wrap around my hips. I smiled happily. Yoongi kissed my neck. "I do. It would be a fuss if I don't get along with my father-in-law," I breathed. Mr. Min pulled me into his arms. I smiled happily. Yoongi cleared his throat. "Dad, we have work to do." I snorted softly. Yoongi, however, heard it and sparkled at me. Mr. Min, however, did not hear this. "Of course. I don't want to disturb you any further." A moment later, the door fell shut and we were alone.

Yoongis POV:

I turned to Jimin. Jimin bit his lips. I reached for Jimin's belt and pulled myself towards him. The air crackled around us. I looked at him softly. I sat down on the office chair. Jimin stepped towards me and sat on my lap. Jimin bent down to my ear. "I'd like to do things with you that don't really belong here." I leaned back with a grin. "Oh yeah?" Jimin glanced around. The office had gone dark. Jimin fiddled with my belt. "Jimin, the door." Jimin froze. I stood up and locked the door. Wham. I groaned. Jimin had pushed me against my office door, stood on his tiptoes and kissed me lovingly. I clasped Jimin's face and pressed my lips firmly to his. Jimin whimpered and undid the button on my trousers.

Smut Part

Jimins POV:

My heart was racing. My whole body felt like I was on fire. I detached myself and unbuttoned his shirt, smiling. Yoongi's eyes flashed. "Were you talking about this job?", I breathed into Yoongi's ear. "Hmm, not quite yet," Yoongi grinned, then turned serious. "Your outfit today is driving me absolutely crazy. Your tight blue jeans, hiding your muscles and your slender legs. But your shirt makes me weak." I looked down at myself and grinned as I noticed my bare skin showing through. "Oh yeah?", I teased Yoongi, grinning broadly. Yoongi turned serious. "Jimin, for the last ten hours I've had to wrestle with myself not to take you on my desk." I breathed in Yoongi's ear, "What's stopping you?" I dropped my own shirt to the floor. Yoongi's fingers slid over my exposed chest. "My moral side," Yoongi murmured softly. I sat down and was now very close to Yoongi's abdomen. Slowly, I circled on top of him. Yoongi growled turned on and leaned me back in his chair.

Yoongis POV:

I ran my hands over Jimin's bare skin. I bent over and put my lips on Jimin's exposed chest. Jimin bent down to my ear. BOOM! Jimin cried out. He lay down on the desk and bent over him. Gently, I placed my lips on Jimin's. My tongue tried to part Jimin's lips. Jimin opened his lips with a moan. His hands impatiently tried to open my shirt. After a few seconds, Jimin lost patience. "Why don't you open them," Jimin whined sulkily. Laughing, my mouth slid to Jimin's neck. I bit lightly into Jimin's neck and began to suck on it. "Oh...," Jimin whimpered. I laid my head back on my neck, closing my eyes. A red mark had appeared on Jimin's neck. I pushed my tongue out slightly and ran it over Jimin's neck, down his chest to his stomach. I clasped Jimin's hips and my tongue slid into Jimin's waistband. Jimin whimpered even louder and more helplessly.

Jimins POV:

I couldn't get Yoongi's shirt open. "Damn," I grumbled. Yoongi laughed up. I pouted. "Get lost!" I tried to push Yoongi off me. Yoongi pulled me back, grinning. "There you are trying to seduce me several times and when you succeed, you get my shirt..." RATCH! Yoongi fell silent. I had torn Yoongi's shirt in two and pushed him onto the couch of his office. Slowly, I settled down on his lap. "Problem solved," I smiled and kissed Yoongi lovingly. Yoongi growled against my lips as his hands slid down my bare back. "Didn't we say the desk was better?" Yoongi snorted. "No, that was you. I was just saying that I had to wrestle with myself not to take you on my desk." Yoongi kissed me on the stomach. I pushed his shirt down over his shoulders. Slowly, I began to gyrate on Yoongi's hips.

Yoongis POV:

Slowly, very slowly, I slipped a hand into Jimin's boxers. Jimin whimpered and opened his eyes. I kissed Jimin while my hand gripped Jimin's stiff member. My phone rang. Jimin was whimpering. Soothingly, I stroked his bare legs. "I'm afraid I'll have to take this," I smiled apologetically. "Yes?", I growled angrily. It was Mr Hays from the marketing department. I listened. Jimin got bored and pushed me onto my back. Jimin kissed my firm chest and started moving the kisses down my chest. I gasped loudly and let out a harsh moan. "Mr Min?" asked Mr Hays in confusion. "We'll talk about it tomorrow," I growled and hung up. Jimin pulled me to him and kissed me greedily and wantingly. I pushed Jimin under me and leaned over him. Jimin's eyes flashed. "What do you think 'naughty child'?", I grinned.

Jimins POV:

"That my boss should put aside his moral restraint and show me that he feels something for me," I breathed into Yoongi's ear. Yoongi looked at me lovingly, stroking my cheek as he did so. "You are beautiful, Mr Park." Yoongi's hands ran lovingly up my legs to my torso. I trembled under Yoongi and groaned. Yoongi looked at me seriously. "Jimin, have you ever slept with anyone?" I turned bright red and looked to the side. "No, Mr Min." "Yoongi," Yoongi contradicted, smiling fondly. I bit my lips and grinned, "Daddy." Yoongi's eyes snapped open. My hand slid to Yoongi's bottom and squeezed it lightly. "What did you say?" breathed Yoongi in disbelief. I kissed Yoongi greedily. "Daddy," I breathed again. The word changed Yoongi completely. Yoongi attacked my neck and and his hand slid into my boxers demanding. Yoongi disengaged, even as I whimpered in protest. Yoongi stood up and pushed down his trousers and boxers.

Yoongis POV:

Jimin bit his lips nervously. "Are you okay?", I breathed. Jimin nodded with a smile. I leaned over Jimin. "May I?", I whispered against his mouth. Jimin nodded. "Yes," he breathed with a sigh. Slowly, I spread Jimin's dainty legs. I leaned down and sucked in Jimin's flowery scent. I groaned out. "Yoonie," Jimin whimpered loudly. I glanced at the clock. Seven o'clock. I kissed Jimin's neck. Jimin groaned out. I stopped him. "Jimin, the staff..." Jimin kissed me lovingly. "Yoonie, they all left hours ago. We're alone." I relaxed. "How do you know?", I asked in wonder. Jimin raised his eyebrows. "I've been the last one here for years because you're always holding me up with work," Jimin sparkled at me. "I see," I whispered softly. "I guess I'll have to make up for my behaviour then." Jimin grinned. "If you can," Jimin challenged me. I sighed, "How you underestimate me. Lovingly, I kissed Jimin.

Jimins POV:

Yoongi's mouth slid down my body. He paused at my centre. I felt like I was tearing up inside. "Please!", I begged Yoongi. Yoongi smiled. "Don't be in such a hurry." I pouted. Yoongi laughed delightedly. "You're cute when you do that." "Have I made up for my behaviour yet?" asked Yoongi with a smile. "No!", I grumbled. Yoongi's hands slid over my body and I sighed in love. "Don't worry baby, when we're done, you'll feel differently and want more," Yoongi breathed. I kissed Yoongi lovingly. Yoongi murmured against my lips. "Is it okay if you are my bottom? I'll try not to hurt you." I nodded. Yoongi turned me onto my stomach. "You're so beautiful!" he breathed in my ear. "Daddy!", I pleaded.

Yoongis POV:

I began to kiss Jimin from neck to toe. I began to massage Jimin's back. Jimin sighed and closed his eyes in pleasure. I felt the excited heat radiating from Jimin's body. Again, my mobile phone rang. "WHAT?!", I yelled indignantly. I heard Jimin groan in frustration. I concentrated on the phone call. I stood up and stepped to my desk. Jimin pouted and came up to sit on my lap. "Not now, Jimin!", I snapped at him. Jimin paled and looked down at himself with watery eyes. Hastily and "Jimin, you're so stupid"-muttering, he hurried across the office and put on his clothes. Damn. "We'll discuss the rest tomorrow," I said sternly and hung up. "Wait...please!", I pleaded, stopping Jimin as he was about to leave. "I hate it when you're like this," Jimin cried, "You stupid block of ice! One minute you're freezing and the next you're sexy enough to fall in love with. Do you want me or not?!" he yelled at me. I looked at Jimin with a broken heart and breathed, "I want you more than anything in this world."

Jimins POV:

"Then prove it!" I demanded. Yoongi pulled me to him and kissed me greedily. I moaned out as Yoongi's tongue entered my mouth with pressure. Yoongi lifted me up, as easily as if I were as light as a feather. "Here or home?" he breathed against my lips. I sparkled at him. Yoongi just swallowed. "May I?", Yoongi asked uncertainly. I nodded. Yoongi undressed me again. The temperature in the room heated up. Yoongi spread wet, soft kisses over my body. "You are so beautiful and you taste stunning," I heard my boss moan. Yoongi grasped my erection and stroked it gently. I closed my eyes with a moan. Yoongi spread my legs and pushed his tongue into my forbidden air. I whimpered as I began to dilate. "You like that?" murmured Yoongi from beneath me. "Yes!", I whimpered out. Yoongi teased me lightly, then pulled back to kiss me. Sighing, I let myself fall into the pillow. I felt so empty.

Yoongis POV:

I kissed Jimin lovingly. My kisses travelled down Jimin's slender body. "Min Yoongi," Jimin breathed my name. Satisfied, I smiled. "Yes, Park Jimin?", I asked with a smile. Jimin pushed me onto my back and slid between my legs. Yoongi heaved a sigh of relief. "Daddy? Are you okay?" Jimin looked up with wide, innocent eyes. "Jimin...", I stammered. Wait: I stammered? Jimin grasped my stiff member and leaned down to him. "J...j...Jimin...w...what...", I began. Jimin opened his mouth. I widened my eyes and a guttural sound escaped me. Jimin looked at me with angelic eyes. "Daddy don't you like it?" "Yes I do, you're perfect," I breathed with a smile. "Come inside me, Daddy!" pleaded Jimin against my ear. I hugged Jimin's hips, manoeuvring him under me and spread Jimin's legs. I kissed Jimin's shoulder. "This is going to hurt a little," I breathed softly.

Jimins POV:

"Relax," Yoongi breathed into my ear. I relaxed when I felt something cool against my backside. I whimpered softly. It was Yoongi's finger gently pushing into me. Yoongi kissed me lovingly. I moaned as I felt Yoongi's breath on my neck. A hoarse cry escaped me as Yoongi lightly curled his finger inside me. "Yoonie," I breathlessly breathed. Yoongi kissed my neck and I smiled. Yoongi began to suck on my neck. "Oh," I moaned long-drawn out. "Daddy," I pleaded. Yoongi smiled contentedly. My mobile phone began to ring. "Ignore it," Yoongi murmured in my ear. "It might be Tae though," I muttered. Yoongi looked at me and raised his eyebrows. "We had a appointment," I said. Yoongi pursed his lips. "Well then, you should go." "No, Daddy, please," I breathed. "Pick up the phone," Yoongi hoisted. He was pissed. "Tae?", I asked quietly.

Taes POV:

"Jimin," I exclaimed. "Where are you? It's movie night tonight. We're waiting for you." "T...Tae something came up," Jimin stammered. "No, stay," Jimin added. "What?", I asked aloud. "Not you, Tae," Jimin said quietly. "Where are you?", I asked again. "At the office," Jimin breathed. "Still?!", I exclaimed. "Man Tae," I heard Jungkook beside me. "Our flirty Jiminie is not alone." "Your friend is right," Jimin's boss's voice rang out. My eyes snapped open. "Oh my God." I grinned widely. "Park Jimin!", I exclaimed. "You have to tell me everything," I demanded. "Kim Taehyung!" hissed Jungkook. "What?", I asked him. My friend just rolled his eyes. "Tae, Jimin has another movie night tonight," Jungkook whispered. "Huh? What do you mean?", I asked. Jungkook gave me a meaningful look. "Oh!", I grinned and my face brightened.

Yoongis POV:

"See you then Mr Kim," I said. I took Jimin's mobile phone and hung up. I switched off the mobile. "There, no one will bother us anymore." Jimin pulled me to him and kissed me lovingly. Jimin ran his fingers through my hair. I looked at Jimin gently. "Jimin, is it okay here..." I glanced at his desk. "Maybe we should go home..." "No," Jimin breathed lovingly and kissed me. And then I was done for. I couldn't hold back any longer. Jimin closed his mouth around my member. I closed my eyes and fell back onto the couch. Jimin looked up at me pleadingly. "Daddy?!" "Are you sure...", I began. Jimin sparkled at me and hissed, "Yes!" "Okay, baby," I breathed and kissed Jimin lovingly. I pushed into him again. Jimin's fingernails clawed into my chest as Jimin whimpered. Slowly, I began to move inside him. Jimin whimpered my name loudly. I smiled softly.

Jimins POV:

Sweat ran down my body as Yoongi gently slid in and out of me. In love, I looked into Yoongi's face and lovingly stroked his chest. "Daddy," I breathed, making Yoongi move faster and more demanding inside me. Yoongi leaned down and bit my neck, then my flat chest. Tomorrow I won't be able to wear a white, see-through shirt. Satisfied, I groaned. Yoongi kissed me. "Are you okay?" Confused, I raised my eyebrows. Yoongi looked at me uncertainly. "You're so quiet." I grinned. "Oh you want to hear your assistant scream then?" Yoongi kissed me and murmured, "Only if he feels like it. If I can get him to." "I want what you want," I breathed softly. Yoongi kissed me lovingly. "I want you, Park Jimin." And a moment later, I groaned and sighed helplessly. "Min Yoongi," I breathed with a sigh. I felt a liquid spreading inside me. Yoongi moaned harshly and kissed me lovingly.

End Smut Part

Yoongis POV:

There was a knock at my door and I was startled out of my sleep. Jimin was still lying on top of me, unclothed. I woke him rudely. Jimin looked at me, offended. "Get up and get dressed!", I hissed. "Yoongi?" asked Dad from outside. I opened the door. Dad entered and raised his eyebrows when he caught sight of Jimin. "Yoongi you're getting married," Dad blurted out the bombshell. "No!", I objected tonelessly. Jimin dropped the manuscripts on the floor. I ran to Jimin, but he hissed in a choked voice, "Leave it!" I flinched. I saw that Jimin had tears in his eyes. Jimin hastily picked up the manuscripts and dropped them on my desk. "Mr Park, are you unwell?" my dad asked him. Jimin smiled fake. "I am fine, thank you." Jimin turned to me. "Congratulations on your engagement, Mr Min."

Jungkooks POV:

It was 4 pm and the doorbell rang. "Babe, are you expecting someone?" asked Tae. I stepped towards the door. "Jimin?!", I asked in surprise. "Kookie," Jimin sniffled and fell into my arms, sobbing. I stroked his back soothingly. "Come in," I said softly and pulled him into the living room. Jimin was crying hard in our arms. "Chim what happened?", I asked worriedly. "Did Yoongi do something to you?" "Y...Y...Yoongi w...will m...ma...marry," Jimin sobbed. "Excuse me?", I asked, dumbfounded. Jimin nodded as I stroked his back. "There's more, isn't there?", I asked. Jimin leaned against my shoulder, sighing. "Mr. Min and I had sex." Tae and I stared at him. "What?" breathed Tae in surprise. Jimin sobbed again. Perplexed, I looked at my boyfriend. "You're together?", I asked. Jimin nodded. "I think so. Yoongi called me his boyfriend in front of Mr Min. Mr Min knows that I am his boyfriend." I expelled the air. Tae hugged Jimin, perplexed.

Namjoons POV:

I stepped into Yoongi's office. "Dad, I'm not getting married. I don't have time for marriage," Yoongi exclaimed. I froze in my tracks. "You will do as I say, Min Yoongi. You're already 30 years old!" Yoongi and his dad sparkled at each other. Yoongi shook his head. "I'm not getting married, Dad." Mr. Min sparkled angrily. "You will! The press release is already out too. Mr. and Mrs. Park are coming to dinner with their son in a fortnight' time." Yoongi's mobile rang. Yoongi hurriedly grabbed his mobile. "Baby?" Yoongi listened. I, too, heard Jimin's voice. Yoongi paled. "No, Jimin, please, don't leave me." I heard Jimin hang up. Yoongi kicked his desk angrily. "Hyung?", I asked worriedly. Yoongi looked at me emotionlessly. "He broke up with me. Also Jimin quit." "Excuse me?" asked Mr Min immediately. Yoongi said nothing, but called in Ms. Chungs. "Mr. Park has just resigned. As you must have heard, my wedding is coming up. Please make all the arrangements. Thank you."

Hoseoks POV:

Ms. Chungs called me in a panic. "Mr. Jung, Jimin has quit Mr. Min's job and he wants me to prepare Mr. Min's wedding." I ran to Jin, who looked up worriedly. I put on loud. "Yoongi is getting married! Who?", I asked. Jin stared at me, aghast. "I don't know. I'm still getting the info. We'll be in touch." She hung up. I called Namjoon. "I know," he reported before we could say anything. "But..." Namjoon interrupted me. "No time to argue. Yoongi gave us a list for the wedding. The wedding is on the 14th of July, which is 4 months from now. Yoongi will meet his groom in 2 months, but Mr. Min has been given a list of what his future son-in-law likes by his parents. So let's get started." With the help of Mrs. Chungs, we rather listlessly prepared the wedding. Yoongi had completely withdrawn, even though Mr. Min was raving. I called Tae or Jungkook from time to time to ask how Jimin was doing. Kookie spoke softly. "Jimin cries a lot, has fainting spells, vomits. He's not in good shape." I nodded. "Yoongi is also just the ghost of his former self."

Taes POV:

After 2 months, it was enough. I called Mr. and Mrs. Park, who immediately flew to Seoul. I opened the door and wordlessly pointed to the living room where Jimin lay lifeless. "Oh my baby," Mrs. Park breathed and hugged Jimin with tears in her eyes. Jimin began to cry again. Mr Park and his wife looked sad. "Baby, I know it's hard, but we want you to meet someone. We don't want you to be so alone anymore. It will take good care of you and your sorrow will stop." Mr. Park looked at his son pleadingly. "Come Chim. We want you to be happy. Please get dressed." Jimin stood up as if someone was guiding strings that made Jimin move. Suddenly Jimin ran and threw up in the bathroom. "Jimin!" we all exclaimed, startled. I ran to Jimin and helped him wash up. "It will be all right," I encouraged him.

Jimins POV:

Lifelessly, I sat in the car. "Where are we going?" I asked dully. Mum turned to me worriedly. "We're going to see some friends. You'll like it." I said nothing. My mum looked down at me. "You've eaten so little, but still you've put on weight. I'm worried, dear." I still said nothing. We stopped at a big house and I got out weakly. "Jimin? Are you unwell?" asked a voice familiar to me. I raised my eyes. Mr Min stepped towards me. "Mr Min? What are you doing here?", I asked, confused. Mr Min smiled. "Do you think after my wife saw how much our son loves you, she would have let me marry him off to someone else?" I tried to comprehend the words. Mr Min looked down at me. "Your parents told me that you haven't eaten for a long time, but still you have a small tummy." I looked up. "Yoongi and I are getting married? Today?!" Mr Min nodded. I jumped up and started running towards the house. "Jimin, watch out!" they called after me. I heard Yoongi shouting angrily inside the house. I ran after the voice. Mrs Min saw me and smiled. "When the priest asks our vows, my answer is 'no'!"

Yoongis POV:

"That's too bad," I heard from behind me. I dropped my mobile phone and whirled around. There he stood. The love of my life. Park Jimin. He was pale and thin, but still beautiful. "Jiminie," I breathed. Hastily, I strode towards him, pulled him into my arms and kissed him greedily. Jimin moaned in response. Tears streamed down our faces. I broke away after interminable minutes, needing fresh air. "Are you okay?", I whispered worriedly. Jimin started crying. "I thought I was going to have to raise our baby on my own." I stared at Jimin's belly, which contained a slight bulge. "O...Our b...baby?!" Jimin nodded sheepishly. "D...You...I..." Jimin looked at me with wide, angelic eyes. "You're going to be a father, Yoongi." I laughed happily and kissed Jimin lovingly. "I love you so much!", I breathed. Mum cleared her throat. "Can we start the wedding now?" I looked at Jimin, who nodded, beaming.

Jimins POV:

Minutes later:

Yoongi and I spoke the vows radiantly. Yoongi kissed me lovingly. Applause rang out. All tension was released from me. "Min Jimin, I love you," Yoongi breathed against my mouth. Yoongi knelt down in front of me and lifted my shirt to kiss my stomach. I smiled happily and ran my hand lovingly through his hair. "Appa," I breathed. Yoongi's dark eyes stared at me. I felt warm and cold at the same time. "Baby our marriage bed is going to be dedicated today. All night," Yoongi murmured against my ear. I bit my lower lip in love. "All night?", I breathed excitedly. "The whole," my husband confirmed. With those words, Yoongi lifted me up and carried me to the car. Yoongi drove me home, then lifted me up and carried me to our marital bed. The night was breathtaking. Tired, I laid my head on Yoongi's chest. Our breathing was rapid and irregular. Rays of sunlight fell on our bodies.

Yoongis POV:

"Yoonie," Jimin murmured in his sleep. I lovingly stroked Jimin's face. "Yes, baby." "I can't work today. I'm in pain," Jimin mumbled. Panicked, I sat up. "Where?" Jimin jerked his hips. I smiled gently. "You stay in bed today, baby. You're not going to work today," I ordered sternly. Jimin sighed and snuggled against me. "Okay, Daddy." I lovingly stroked Jimin's belly. I got up and left for work. Hobi and Namjoon entered. "Well hyung, how is Jimin?" I smiled slightly. Hobi grinned. "Oh, had a long, hot night?" I nodded. "Yeah." "Where's Jimin?" asked Namjoon. "At home," I replied. Namjoon was grinning now too. "Is he sore?" I shot him a twinkling look. Hobi and Namjoon started giggling. I sighed and smiled now too.

Jins POV:

Yoongi invited us for the evening. I rang the bell. Jimin opened the door, beaming. Jimin looked beautiful. He had on a pair of skinny, fitted jeans and a shirt that stretched slightly over his stomach. "Wow, Jimin, you look stunning!", I beamed. Jimin laughed happily and stepped aside. Namjoon followed me. "Well, had a long night?", Namjoon winked at Jimin, who turned bright red. "Namjoon, leave my baby alone!" barked Yoongi. Namjoon chuckled. "I thought he was flirty." Jimin pouted. "I am. Right daddy?", Jimin turned to Yoongi. Kookie, Namjoon, Tae and Hobi giggled away. "You are," Yoongi confirmed. Jimin stuck his tongue out at us. We started laughing. "Come in," Jimin said and walked towards the kitchen. I followed Jimin and helped him prepare. I smiled at Jimin. "I'm so happy Yoongi and you found each other." Jimin beamed. "I love him so much." I smiled broadly. "I know. I can see it."

Hobis POV:

The next morning

I was walking down the hall when I heard colleagues murmuring. "This is Min Jimin, Mr. Min's former assistant." I hurriedly ran to Jimin, who was uneasily making his way to Yoongi's office. "Jimin," I greeted him, beaming. Jimin hugged me warmly. "Are you all right?" The nodded. "You're beautiful," I said. "He is. And he's my husband," a stern voice sounded behind me. I grinned. "Yoongi. Don't worry, hyung. I love Kai." Yoongi stepped up to Jimin and kissed him in greeting. Two arms wrapped around my hips. "Hello baby," a voice murmured in my ear. "Kai," I breathed lovingly. I turned and put my arms around my neck. Kai kissed me lovingly. I sighed and snuggled against him. Kai smiled. Yoongi pulled Jimin close to him. "Baby, what are you doing here?" Jimin played with Yoongi's shirt buttons. "Can't I visit my daddy anymore?" Kai and I giggled away. Yoongi kissed Jimin, "Always."

Namjoons POV:

I stepped into Yoongi's office. "Oh hello Jiminie. You look beautiful," I smiled at Jimin. Yoongi growled out. "Why is everyone complimenting my husband?" I grinned widely. Jimin sat down on Yoongi's lap. "Are you jealous?" murmured Jimin in Yoongi's ear. Yoongi leaned back relaxed and looked at Jimin with much love. A young woman knocked and entered. She was beautiful. Jimin stood up and sparkled at her uncertainly. "Mr Min, would you like me to cancel your appointments for today?" she asked Yoongi. He smiled. "Yes, Mrs Li. Thank you." "Babe," Yoongi murmured reassuringly to Jimin. "Who is she?" nagged Jimin jealously, Yoongi looked at him. "Babe, she's my assistant." Jimin pouted and crossed his arms. "She's too pretty." Ms Li looked at Jimin in flattery. "Not as beautiful as you. Mr Min only talks about you."

Jungkooks POV:

I visited Yoongi and Jimin. Jimin pouted. "Babe she's my assistant." Jimin looked defiantly at him. "I used to be." Yoongi looked at him coldly. "But I don't sleep with her in my office, nor do I call her babe, nor do I change in front of her." Yoongi leaned forward, eyes twinkling, and murmured something in Jimin's ear. Jimin's eyes snapped open. Yoongi sparkled at Jimin. "Okay," Jimin breathed. Yoongi kissed Jimin's cheek affectionately. I leaned towards Jimin at the table, "What did he say?" Jimin blushed excitedly. "He's going to prove to me who his favourite assistant is." I grinned and murmured. "Let him work." Yoongi heard me and growled. Jimin pouted. "I definitely will." Yoongi's eyes sparkled open. I grinned. "Oh, someone's pissed." Yoongi growled up. "I'm off," I said hurriedly and disappeared.

Jimins POV:

Yoongi drove home with me. I sulked. "What am I supposed to do if I can't work for you anymore?" Yoongi smiled at me and kissed me. "How about you design the room for our baby?" I beamed at Yoongi. "Me alone?" Yoongi kissed me lovingly. "Yes, you alone." Yoongi looked at me lovingly. "I trust you. I want you to have fun while I work." He handed me his credit card. "Buy yourself anything you want, baby." I snapped my eyes open. "N...no, this is your money, Yoonie." Yoongi pulled me into his arms. "You will spend my money now!" growled Yoongi. I kissed him affectionately. "I don't want your money." Yoongi heaved a sigh. "Hmm, look at it this way. You spend the money on our baby." Our baby. I looked at him in love. "Our baby," I beamed. Yoongi lifted me onto his hips. "Yes, our baby, Jiminie. Go and take your friends with you." "Okay," I cheered and called Taekook. "Are we going shopping?" "Sure thing," they both replied immediately.

Taes POV:

Jungkook drove us to the mall. I pulled the excited Jimin along to various baby shops. He was excited. "Oh how cute. Look, Chim," I gushed, lifting up a onesie. Jimin pouted as he read the label: Daddy's baby. "What's wrong?", I asked. Jimin put the onesie down. "It's too small for me." Jungkook and I snorted. I looked at Jimin with a smile. "I guess you should prepare yourself to not be Yoongi's only baby boy soon." Jimin pouted and crossed his arms. "Come on," I smiled and pulled Jimin towards various cots. Jimin looked at them sadly. "Chim?", I asked quietly. "I don't want to lose Yoongi," Jimin murmured softly. "Excuse me?" asked Jungkook, confused. Jimin raised a hand to his stomach. "I'm just going to be Yoongi's No. 2." Jimin began to cry. Concerned, I looked to Jungkook. "Chim no, you can't think like that. You are and will always be his number one," I tried to placate him.

Yoongis POV:

In the evening, I drove home. Tae and Jungkook were waiting for me impatiently. "What's wrong?", I asked immediately. Jungkook looked at me sadly. "Hormone surges. Chim thinks that when your baby comes, he won't be as important to you as he is today." I ran to Jimin who was lying sadly on the bed. "Min Jimin," I said softly. Jimin lifted his head. Jimin jumped up and fell around my neck. I clasped Jimin's head with both hands and lovingly and willingly placed my lips on Jimin's. "You are and will always be my number one, and our baby will be our number one together. No matter how many babies we have, Jimin, you are the one I will love the most," I said firmly, looking deep into Jimin's eyes. I played with Jimin's wedding ring. "I love you, Min Jimin!", I said harshly. Jimin sat down on my lap. "I love you much more, Min Yoongi."

Epilog

Jimins POV:

Four years have passed. A 3-year-old girl ran screaming in the living room. Yoongi hurriedly followed her. I held our 1-year-old son in my arms. My son looked at me with his googly eyes. I smiled happily at him. Yoongi had kept his promise. I remained his number one. "How are you?", Yoongi asked me, kissing him lovingly on the lips. I smiled. "Very well." Yoongi smirked. "Appa," our daughter shrieked, jumping up at Yoongi and drawing attention to herself. I smiled happily. Yoongi stepped up to me and kissed me. "I love you, Min Jimin." I beamed. "And I love you!"

The End