Uproar /PJM FF

Chapter 13

You greeted 'Good morning' secretary Elle who you found waiting for you at the doorstep of the small villa where NamJoon lived and worked in as far as you knew.

Your new Boss rarely leaves this place and there are no workers to be seen around most of the time as there were not many and the ones that existed were allowed to clean at hours that they would be out of Namjoon's sight. Surely a weird rule to have as such were your thoughts when Elle had informed you about that but it was what it was.

"You are right on time. Very Good." Elle complimented you with a smile before she stepped at the side inviting you in, thing that you did after you gifted her a smile and a small bow.

"Let's go get you a cup of coffee then we can start working. Have no worries, I will be by your side guiding you all the time." She told you, now walking right beside you, the sound of her footsteps merging with yours on the silent corridors.

"I will do my best." You assured her since in no way had you taken lightly this day just because it was the first day of work. Maybe the job wasn't the job of your dreams but that didn't mean that you would allow yourself to not take it seriously and neglect your responsibilities.

"Oh!...Emm.." Elle suddenly stopped as she had looked at you and noticed something and as her eyes started scanning you from head to toe, you couldn't help but feel slightly uncomfortable. Was something wrong with your attire? You had made sure to dress according to the dress code she gave you the previous time you were here though. What was it that you had forgotten?

"..Did I tell you to wear your hair in a ponytail or a bun? I don't remember..But don't worry. It's fine either way. You look beautiful." She added, trying her best to save the situation and not make you feel bad over something that was her fault that didn't recall correctly.

"I can readjust it if-"

"No, no, that's a rule we can bend. Wear your hair as you please. I do the same after all." Elle smiled at you as she passed her hand and took hold of her hightail that left her dark red hair fall gracefully down her back, making you notice that she wasn't following either of the ways she had told you to keep your hair.

"I was just obligated to tell you the regulation as it is but the rules aren't that strict. You will be only meeting Mr. Kim every day so as long as he doesn't mind, you have no reason to follow them. You will get accustomed to him soon, I believe." You kept walking as she went on speaking comforting words that could possibly ease your nervousness and even though you weren't that nervous you definitely appreciated her thoughtfulness. Yet as you looked at her smile, you couldn't help but recall Areum's words. 

Is she really someone that I need to keep an eye on? She seems nice to me.

You questioned yourself while paying close attention to her, from the way she was speaking to her facial expressions and micro gestures that indeed seem of a person that tended to be honest without much thought. But yet again maybe she was just good enough to full your knowledge on how to read people.

Without even realizing or hearing most of the things she was talking about you ended up before her office which soon was to have your name on it instead of hers. Elle told you to take a seat before she disappeared to get you a cup of coffee and you reluctantly took of your bag and left it to the side along with your coat that soon rested at the side of the chair which you couldn't bring yourself to seat at yet, for some reason. And you had done well cause if you had been seated you would have surely jumped up startled to the bones, from the way the big brown door suddenly opened, revealing NamJoon in a not so proper state.

His hair was messy and his eyes seem red, the necktie around his neck was loose along with some buttons of his shirt that were misplaced, making the shirt look loose as well in some places. And all you did was look at him, not expecting such a sight, at the second meeting ever that you had with him.

"Agh..do you..have water and maybe some pain killers?" He spoke, his voice betraying his exhausted condition along with the way he was griping at the frame of the door, leaning in to hold himself up.

"Aa...Yeah. Just a second, Sir."You hurried to grab your bag and get out of it a water bottle as you usually keep one with you along with a tablet of pain killers which is left on your bag as a hair from your student days, where you would lack sleep enough to have headaches way too often.

"Sir?!" Elle's voice got your attention just as you had managed to get the water bottle and the tablet out of your bag and as you looked at her with a tray in her hands, you could instantly tell the hint of worry that washed over her face, upon seeing his condition. She hurried to leave the tray with your coffee on the desk and headed to him, without much hesitation, taking hold of his arm, in order to support him better.

"Let's take you to your room. You need to rest." She told him, without looking at his eyes but even though she tried to make him walk further, Namjoon denied her by taking his arm out of her grip.

"I don't want to sleep." He uttered before he walked towards you and took from your hands the water and the tablet with pills from which he took three, leaving you in a bit of shock yet Elle, didn't seem surprised.

"Don't let anyone bother me." He turned around and told her, and Elle just lowered her head, obeying his wish as Namjoon tried to return towards his office, until a voice echoed in the atmosphere, bringing his feet to a halt.

"Not even me?" The female asked and as you turned around to face her, you felt as if every inch of strength you had in your body vanished.

There she stood, with the same confidence as ever, with the same aura, the same smile you had engraved in your memory. Had she not changed much? Or was it you who would recognize her no matter what?

"Miss Lee, what an unexpected visit," Elle spoke, covering up NamJoon's unprepared state as he wasn't expecting his fiance to come to see him since he had met her just yesterday. Should he just run for now? There was no way he could let her see him at the state that he was at that moment. Even if it was weird, he could not turn around and face her, so he just glanced at Elle at the corner of his eyes and rushed inside his office closing the door behind him with a that startled his fiance along with you that had dived in thoughts of the past.

Lee Byeol...Why did we have to meet again?

---Change of set---

Jimin was seated at the staff meeting of the faculty in which he belonged, feeling a bit annoyed still by the fact that they had scheduled it so early even though he understood that there was no other opening since lectures were about to start in half an hour or so.

Despite how unwilling he was to be there at that moment though, he still kept his focus and held notes of everything important, unlike most of his coworkers that he could see that were not paying attention and were dozing off quite a lot. Some of them sure were hangover, and he could tell just by a single glance. 

Some things never change.

He thought to himself, finding it as unprofessional as ever, drinking too much and coming to work in such a condition the next day but of course, he didn't care enough to try and manipulate every single one of them to adapt his work ethics. He will just mind his own business and work towards bettering his own career as he has always done.

The minutes passed by in silence for him, as he had shut out any other small talk around him that might have been going on, completely focused on the words that were coming out of the Dean's mouth, till a light caught his attention. The light seemed to have hit on the ring that was on the fingers of one of his coworkers, the diamond stone, glowing momentarily, enough to make him look towards it briefly but think about it way longer in his head.

A ring...a ring would look nice in Y/N's hand.

Jimin thought, almost bringing himself to smile widely as he couldn't help but imagine one there, decorating your beautiful fingers.

I shall go buy one, someday...a special one.

He concluded right before someone called his name, letting him know that the Dean had just dismissed the meeting and he was the only one still seated.

---To be continued......