ENTICE || JJk•PJm•KTh

Chapter 05 || Tough Girl

After leaving Jihun at the daycare again, and practically ignoring his whines and puppy eyes that pretty obviously stated, don't go mamma, Yoongi was right once again, the toddler has realised that the daycare wasn't a one time thing and this is going to repeat. So she had no other way than using the worldly tricks on her little baby, bribing him another pack of jellies and an ice cream too to keep him smiling in anticipation all day.

One way or the other, she managed to convince Jihun to stay another day at the daycare with kids around his age, under SeokJin's care. Now that also made things easier for her. The man isn't just godly handsome, but a sweetheart and extremely supportive family-like figure too. Knowing Jiah's life and being a close friend of Yoongi made him connect to the girl on a more emotional level.

She sighs deeply, pulling up a smile to start yet another day at work without pissing Park Jimin off. Jiah stands up from her seat as the bus halts at the stop near the company building, indicating that all the time she had to prepare herself is over.

Her eyes admire the shining architecture even after been working here for more than two weeks, it never fails to impress her and remind her of she's now working her dream job- no, dreaming place. The trail of thoughts is broken with a honk from the side where a man is on his motorcycle, leaning on the handle as he most probably stares at her through the black glass of his helmet.

It takes Jiah longer than a second to pull her eyes off the beauty of the motorcycle, dragging her gaze up till the black biker's gloves before finally looking back in the front as her brain strategically sends a reminder of how her boss might fire her if she's late.

"Miss Jiu Jitsu," The man says as his helmet is off now, between his hands when Jiah frowns at him, recognising the face as the same one from the convenience store a few days ago.

"Oh Mr asshole." She smiles sarcastically, making him glance down for a moment as his lips lift up into an amused smile.

"Fine," He gets off the two-wheeler, keeping the helmet on the handle and walks up to her, "Jeon Jungkook is my name."

"What a coincidence, my neighbour's dog has the same name!"

He breathes deeply, glancing at his feet before looking back at her with a sarcastic smile, naturally lifting the left corner of his pierced lower lip. "Are you always like that?"

"No, you're just annoying." Jiah smiles back with similar sarcasm.

"Anyway, I told you my name, now you tell me yours." He anticipates, leaning his head back while keeping his eyes fixed on her face, then gradually descending his gaze down, studying the formal attire of the white, soft-looking loose shirt tucked in the beige colored pencil skirt and an ID card hanging from her neck, "Park Jiah," He reads with a smirk, "you work here?"

"No, I own this place." She rolls her eyes.

"So, your husband is Park Jimin?" He raises an eyebrow.

"You're not just an asshole but a really dumb person too."

"And you're really hot. Even though your kick hurted a bit, it's fine." He says, "I like you."

"Geez! Boy are you crazy? You just freaking met me for fuck's sake! How can you like me already? Especially after getting your balls kicked?" The girl sighs, making a weird face at him, "You definitely have some problems, go solve them and consult a doctor if needed. I feel bad for you."

"No, see, I like you and I want you, Park Jiah to go out me at least once."

Jiah stares at him with unimpressed look, having her lips pressed together until she parts them gradually, heaving out a sigh. Her fingers pinch the bridge of her nose, thinking how terribly ill his mental health must be. So she shakes her head and pats his shoulder, looking at him with sympathetic eyes, "Jungkook-ssi, I think you should take rest. Drop the idea of going out right now, and please take care of yourself okay?"