𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ~ 𝐕𝐦𝐢𝐧

Chapter Nine

It was none other than Kim Taehyung. Great. Exactly what I needed.
Wait- Why was he here and how did he find my address?

"M-Mr. Kim, how did you find out where I live and, what seems to be the problem?" I spatted out, a little harshly for no reason.

"Oh, I hope I'm not interrupting anything. It's just you left your phone in the break room, and Yoongi told me where you lived because he got that info from Hoseok," Mr. Kim explained.
He handed me my phone. I took it slowly. Fuck he was so hot.

"Thank you, Mr. Kim. Sorry, I didn't mean...mean to sound so harsh. I..uh..was just taken aback by the sudden visit," I chuckle awkwardly. I look out my window and notice that in that amount of time it took for him to find my apartment, the storm became worse.

"Well, I'll be off, then-"
I stopped him. "Wait! It's so cold and the storm is really bad..Why don't you stay here? Just until the storm dies down?"
Now why on EARTH DID I OFFER THAT????
CUT IT OUT HEART GOD DAMN IT.

"That's very kind of you, Mr. Park. But I don't want to be a bother," Mr. Kim smiled warmly.

I shook my head. WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME- WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING TO ME MR. KIM???!!!!!

"I insist! I don't want you to freeze to death out there," I smiled back, setting my phone onto my bed as I turn on the lights. "Come on in! I'll get some coffee going!"

Mr. Kim slowly nodded as he walked in. He closed and locked the door while I prepared the coffee in the kitchen. I finished it up rather quickly and Mr. Kim sat at the stool in front of the kitchen island. Oh my god. Mr. Kim. By FAR the HOTTEST and SEXIEST boss let alone man let alone PERSON I've ever seen is IN MY APARTMENT.

I nervously set the sugar next to the coffee and drank mine, sliding Mr. Kim's to him. Then he proceeded to just- Take off the cap of the sugar and dump it all into his coffee and mix it in-
Welp, it's obvious he doesn't like coffee. I giggled.

"If you didn't like coffee, I could've made hot chocolate," I smiled. "Oh! I can take your jacket and scarf! I'll hang them up. You can take off your shoes too!"

I rushed behind him and helped him take off his jacket and scarf. He stood up with a smile and slipped off his nice shoes. He placed them next to the door and I hung up his clothes.
Holy fuck he's wearing a turtleneck with his sleeves rolled up. He's so hot.

"Thank you, you're too kind, Mr. Park. But as much as I dislike coffee with all of my being, I want to see what yours tastes like," Mr. Kim sipped his coffee. He didn't seem to like it. So he set it down.

"Aw, thank you, Mr. Kim," I finished my coffee and placed my cup in the sink, rinsing the cup and before I knew it, Mr. Kim stood beside me and rinsed his own cup. He drank it? Oh my god. My heart is racing. Oh my god he drank it despite him not liking coffee. DUDE WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME?!

"Aw, you don't need to do that, Mr. Kim," I said shyly, but he chuckled.
"I'd love to help since you are one of my best employees."
My heart only raced faster. Oh. My. God. I'M ONE OF HIS BEST EMPLOYEES??? WHAT THE ACTUAL FUUUAAAAAAAAH!!!

I felt my cheeks flush. "I-I'm one of your best employees? But I've only been working there for like..not a while at all."

"I know that, but there's just something about you, Mr. Park. That makes me think you are," Mr. Kim smiled.

I quickly placed the cup on the drying rack and cleared my throat. "I-I'm happy you think that way, Mr. Kim." I rushed to the fridge and rummaged through, finding some rosé. I took off the cap and drank a bit straight from the bottle. I wiped my mouth. God damn, calm down, Jimin. I then saw some of my red wine. I pulled it out. "Wine, Mr. Kim?"