In case of sexual relationship, there isn't any necessary that it should always be a dominant and submissive or a sugar daddy relationship. Not all women needs to be under the control of her man during sex. But a man needs the control most of the ti...
We finish our works and I drive Jimin to his house. Young Mr. Kim has already left before us since we both have been working on the infinite amount of files he handed. Jimin is literally an angel. He accompanied me till I finished my work and now we are leaving.
In the middle of our work, Mr. Kim called him and asked him to come to his residence for a family dinner. So now, I'm driving him to Mr. Kim's residence. Jimin informed me that young Mr. Kim is not living with his parents but he stays at their old residence. But since it is a family dinner, he will probably be there. Whatever, it is none of my business.
After dropping Jimin off at the door, I drive to my house saying our mutual byes.
Namjoon's POV:
After the way that little bitch Miss. Jones behaved to me, I was beyond frustrated. No lady has ever talked to me like that let alone raises their voice. Girls would swoon over me when I call them babygirls and those who never got called that by me would feel jealous as hell.
But she had the audacity to tell me never to call her again like that.
I mean who would ever do that. Of course her! When I was returning home, my father called me and invited me, more like ordered me, to come over his house for a family dinner. My parents moved here just after my graduation. So we haven't spent quality time recently. Even during my college and high school days I was more concerned in my studies rather than my family. So I didn't have much of a mother's or father's love. I still don't. But I can tell they're trying.
They're trying to rebuild our lost relationship; to make up for my lost childhood. But I just don't feel it. Of course, I love them and respect them but I'm not sure... It feels strange.
After the strange act that little Miss. Bitch caused, now I must be in my residence, fucking Chris mindlessly and letting my anger out on her. But here I am sitting on the dining table idlly while my mother is trying to make little lame conversations with me. We haven't started eating yet because my cousin Jimin hadn't arrived. I wonder what he is doing in the office. He must be with Miss. Jones helping her with the work I gave.
To my relief, my father asks me to call Jimin and ask him to come quickly. I excuse myself and come to the doorway to call him. As I am about to press the call button, I see a strange car pull up in our doorway. As I am wondering who that is, Jimin hopes out from the passenger seat. I crane my neck to see who is the driver and I see the last person I wanted to see right now. It's none other than Little Miss bitch.
My jaw clenches at the mere sight of her. She is smiling from ear to ear adding fuel to the anger that is burning inside me. Jimin rushes to the other side of the car and he bids her bye. Before she starts the car..... He kissed her on the cheek. Wtf!!
And she didn't object. How could they? When I asked Jimin about Miss. Jones, he told me that she is not his girlfriend but more like a friend. But they're now kissing in front of my house while grinning like idiots. What does this mean?
After their little flirty act, she drives off and Jimin makes his way towards the door. He sees me in half way and says, "Hey hyung, sorry I am late. Let's go inside." He pulls me by my hand and leads me to the dining table.
I want to ask him what the hell was the thing which happened moments ago but something makes me shut up. We sit and eat in silence.
I don't bother to answer my mother's questions in detail instead I answer with one or two words. My father eats without uttering a word. I am damn sure he is analysing my behavior and gestures to guess my mood. I am mature enough to know this. But Jimin answers my mother's questions in detail and she seems to like him more. I can tell the way she looks at him. He has always had a special place in our family.
After finishing the awkward dinner, I and Jimin leave my father's house. Jimin doesn't bring his car today and so here I am driving him home. Actually, we are going to my house since we have a lot to discuss.
After reaching my house and changing into comfy clothes, we both sit on the couch facing each other. We talk about our lives since we last met. I told him about our Korean business and our achievements. I also tell him about the submissives I had since I last met him. Yeah, he knows this side of me but he never makes a big deal out of it.
After I explain my story to him, he begins his. Practically nothing much happened in his life. Just work and home. He didn't have a girlfriend or even a girl to fuck. That's sick, right? I don't know how he gets to release but I don't care to ask. I remember Miss. Jones. My blood begins to boil at the thought of her.
"So you and Miss. Jones are a thing, huh?" I ask him. His reaction tells me that he is taken aback by my sudden question. But he lets out a chuckle and says, "Hyung, I've already told you she is my friend. We are best friends and nothing more."
"Tell me how many years have you been together?" I question. He answers me without any hesitation, "Almost 6 years now. We joined the job together and that's why we spend most of the time together. It's not what you're thinking. Okay?"
"You say that you both have been friends for almost 6 years and you kiss in front of my house, right in front of my eyes. But you say you're not a thing and you want me to believe it?" I didn't want to sound furious but somehow I did.
"It's true, hyung. That was ... Just a friendly kiss. Also that was on the cheeks. A boy and a girl being together for years don't mean that they must be girlfriend and boyfriend or they must be fuckbuddies. They can be friends too. Just friends," he tells me with frustration clear in his voice. "Tell me what is your problem with me kissing her? Do you like her?" He challenges.
"What? Me? Liking that little Miss. Bitch? Don't ever think that in your wildest dreams Jimin-ah."
"Well, if you don't like her or had anything to do with her, why did you get so worked up about me kissing her? Is it the reason for your silence during the dinner too?"
"No. Don't miscalculate anything. Let's drop this topic here and go to sleep. Shall we?"
He nods with a smile and we dozed off. As I'm trying to sleep, I realised that Jimin is true. Why am I getting so worked up for this silly matter? I don't have anything to do with whom Miss. Little bitch dates or fucks even if it's my cousin.
Time skip.......
Selena's POV:
It is a Saturday evening. I'm sitting here in a restaurant I've never been to in my entire life waiting for Jimin. He knows that I don't like to eat in hotels and restaurants but he bribed me with his cuteness and agreed to go on a dinner with him to the restaurant. It's already been half an hour since the time we agreed to meet. But there's no sign of Jimin. I should've known. After all, he is Jimin.
I call him and he answers the 5th call. He apologized and said that he is stuck with traffic. He is on his way. I ask to drive safely and cut the call.
After a few minutes of waiting, I see the last person I want to see right now walking with a woman wearing a tiny dress hugging him. They got into a private cabinet and I sigh in relief as he didn't see me sitting alone. But my relief didn't last long as I see young Mr. Kim walking alone from the cabinet. He asks the waiter where the restroom is and he shows him my direction. Uh-Oh!
A smirk crosses his face when she sees me. He thanks the waiter and walks in my direction majestically like a king. He is wearing casuals and he looks so good in it. I mean.... Too fucking good.
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