The story will be showing the life of BTS members in a totally different environment. It will focus on Jimin's and Jungkook's romance, how it starts and how it grows, I love romance so if you like it too, then you might want to read this. :) There w...
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"Jihyo, the receptionist, had opened the door to Jimin's office without knocking and stood at the entrance, bewilderment evident in her frown."
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Jungkook woke up Monday morning with a nauseous feeling at the tip of his stomach. It was the first day in four years of work that he really didn't want to go to the office. He just didn't want to have to face his boss. What if he remembered even a slight thing? Jungkook thought he would literally faint if the smaller blond asked him anything related to that night in the club. Hell. Listen to yourself Jungkook! What are you 15? Night in the club? I thought you were an adult! But then again, he had never had that type of adolescence where he went to clubs and such to know if he sounded like a teenager or not.
Sighing he ran a hand through his jet black hair. He remembered how stressed he had felt sitting at the break room on that Saturday morning, hands sweating and mind racing. Only focusing on praying for the older one to be too hangover to come to work that day. Luckily his prayers had been heard and he had spent that half work day doing as much work as he could, obviously not to make his boss's work lighter the next day, but to get his mind off of things (or that's what he kept telling himself). He knew this time his prayers would be to no avail, since the 25 year old wouldn't have any excuse to be absent from work again.
But Jungkook didn't want to see him, he really, wholeheartedly didn't want to see him. He therefore decided to take as much time before work as he could in order to see his boss the least possible. He was usually one of the employees that got there earliest and left last, but since he was trying to avoid an unwanted encounter with his boss at the staff break room, he opted for a coffee at a nearby cafe.
He drove his black Hyundai Creta to the nearest cafe and sat at a table by the window to enjoy the morning sun. He was looking outside the window when he heard someone cough on his side. He turned around to find a young girl wearing an apron.
"'You ready to order sir?"
"Um... Yeah, can I get a coffee?"
The waitress looked down to scribble on her notepad and without raising her head said:
"Would you like it boss style?"
Jungkook choked on air. Was he hearing things? Had she just said boss style? Was the fucking universe playing him some kind of trick? "S-sorry?" He gulped.
The girl looked at him as if she was tired of explaining the same thing everytime and with her pen pointed at the menu that was behind the counter. It read: "Order your coffee boss style! With whipped cream and chocolate powder!"
"O-oh, y-yeah." Jungkook looked down at his hands because he couldn't bear watching the girl judge him so fiercely at his stuttering.
