"fucking, damn it" Jimin mumbles under his breath, rubbing his forehead while looking at the view from his office window. He had arrived not too long ago, rushing up immediately for some quiet which he thought might help, but didn't clearly.
He just wanted to go back to his house, pop up a glass of champagne and watch Netflix or whatever it was that would help him relax a little because work seem to have drained the soul out of the man. But it was around 3:20 pm, only 40 minutes more till he could leave.
Until then Jimin had to suck it up and not complain, because it wasn't like he could just go home, a whole lot of things are put on pause whenever Jimin wasn't around.
In every little detail of Moon's items, he had participated in just for it to turn out perfect as he'd like and of course, it always did.
Taking in a deep breath, Jimin closes his eyes before breathing out again. Hearing a soft knock on his door, guessing it was his secretary, Jimin speaks just loud enough for the person on the other side to hear, "come in"
He didn't mind turning around but as the very familiar scent of Dior hit his nose, Jimin knew it wasn't Jennie, nor anyone from his company.
Kissing his teeth while rolling his eyes to himself; Jimin had no energy to deal with this right now "Khloe"
"Mr. Park" biting her lower lip as she smiles widely. Khloe watches as Jimin turns around, shoving both his hands inside of his pockets.
"what do you need?" speaking lazily, he pulls his chair back before sitting down as the sound of Khloe's loud heels kept coming closer till she stood right in front of Jimin.
Sitting on the edge of his desk, she leans down causing Jimin's eyes to move down instantly to her clothes.
Khloe wore a light pink satin dress reaching till her thighs, thin straps over her shoulders keeping her dress in place that started till the mid of her chest. Leaving a teasing shadow of her breasts behind, falling a rose gold chain with a deer heart pendant right to her cleavage and pulling it all together were silver platform high-heels.
Jimin clenches his jaw, looking up at her eyes again who seem to have a glimpse of glitter in them, sparkling back at his.
"you know I'd always get dressed up for you"
Letting a rough exhale out as Khloe's acrylic nails trace up to his neck, unbuttoning the top button before loosening his tie.
"what do you need, Khloe?" speaking a bit sternly now, Jimin leans back in his chair, only for her to lean in more. He grunts, keeping his eyes up to hers as she unbuttons a few more till her palm came in contact with Jimin's skin.
"you weren't so mean fucking me last night"
Poking the inside of his cheek with his tongue as he speaks, "I can't deal with this right now, Khloe. I'm tired"
"you need to relax?"
"all alright" standing up, Jimin fixes his collar making Khloe flinch suddenly as he places both his hands on her either side. "I asked, what do you need?"
Khloe scoffs, rolling her eyes as she flips her hair back in sass, taking support from her palms as she rests them on his desk.
"well, my father is having the release party and runway of Ruby's Fall collection clothing line in Paris and he wanted to invite you as one of the special guests"
Jimin clicks his tongue, standing up straight once again.
"and I really wanted to see you" batting her eyelashes as she grabs the side of his arms "don't tell me you won't come. You're supposed to arrive on Friday" pouting her lips out Jimin rolls his head back in annoyance.
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My Game || Jenmin
FanfictionJennie, a 23 year old woman looking for a job after she left her modeling career for YG. Wanting to get her life back on a 'perfect' track again, means boring and ordinary until she takes the position for Secretary in one of the biggest companies k...
