Confused, he rushed to the office to check up on his files only to find out that all of them were completed creatively and organized accordingly. He opened one of them and read what was written.
Impressed, he raised his eyebrows as his fingers flipped through the pages. Jimin secretly thought that he would definitely hire someone who does the work this professionally.
A beautiful wide smile spread across his delicate features at the thought of doing absolutely nothing for the whole day. He merrily skipped his way towards the kitchen where you were preparing breakfast. "Thanks," he said, taking a seat.
"For doing my work." You just chuckled, noticing his childish behavior. "Try moving less, you're still sick," you frowned as you reached forward to feel his forehead.
"You seem to have recovered," you smiled brightly, placing the freshly cooked French omelettes on the table. You specifically put a lot of effort into making them. After all, it's not every day that your breakfast is special.
"Mhm, this is so good," he said with a mouth full of food, making you turn pink slightly. It wasn't often that he complimented you; in fact, it might've been the first time.
Probably from waking up so cozily and finding out that he didn't have to spend the day doing boring work. He barely found time to eat in the past week because of the excessive workload.
He shoved another mouthful into his face as he was munching on them like a toddler when his mom finally made his favorite food. You didn't realize you were staring until he snapped his fingers at you.
"What are you looking at? I know I'm handsome," he smirked. "I-I was checking the time from the clock, obviously," you clicked your tongue as your face changed to a fake bored expression.
I mean, who could blame you? This is Park freaking Jimin we're talking about. That CEO heartthrob that snatches all genders from left and right. And now he was acting all adorable with his fluffy cute hair like-
"Sure, whatever you say," he replied to your previous statement, still smirking mischievously. You scoffed at him while placing the dishes into the sink. "So, do you have plans for today?" you asked suddenly.
"No," he answered, as an idea hit your head. "Then...Let's go hiking!" you said excitedly as the sassy guy sitting in front of you raised an eyebrow. "And, why would I do that?" he remarked, not interested.
"Come on! It'll be fun! Don't be so boring!" you scrunched up your eyebrows. "Boring? Me? You're the one who wants to go hiking," he scoffed, fixing his cool pink shades. "We'll see who's boring."
"Wha-" He was trying to say something when you cut into his words. "Come on! Get ready!" you called out, pushing him by the shoulder and getting up to change.
'This girl is crazy' he thought to himself as he followed you upstairs. A little bit later, the both of you were sitting in Jimin's Porsche, ready to go for a ride. You were in the driver's seat while he sat beside you.
"Since when are there places to go hiking around here," he said, looking around as if he was in doubt. "What are you saying, there are really famous hills around here," you said, focusing on the road.
"Sure," he sighed, folding his arms. You remember you used to come hiking here every year with your family. You would come in the middle of winter and spend the whole day chatting and having a good picnic and being away from the media.
"I can't believe you never visited this place before," you commented, pulling up into the driveway. "Maybe because not everyone has so much free time like you?" he replied, making you shoot him a glare.
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Descended Angel | PJM
Fanfiction'Just like an angel that descended straight from the pure blissful heavens. But in every angel, a devil hides. And in every devil, an angel strides.' He's a famous billionaire, a self-built CEO with a stunningly attractive body and striking go...