JIMIN ONESHOTS IMAGINES

One Night Stand

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When you bumped into the CEO's son not knowing he is the one you hooked up for one night stand.

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As soon as my alarm rang, my body jolted awake.
It hit me today's my first day at work.
I turned my head to check the time.
What?! I was five minutes away from being late.

Panic mode: activated.

I shot out of bed, rushed into the bathroom for the fastest shower of my life, and threw on my uniform without a second thought. No time to brush my hair, no time to breathe. Just go. When I arrived at the company, I glanced at my watch one minute before I'd officially be late.

I was practically sprinting when someone called out to me. "Are you Ahn Y/N?"

I stopped in my tracks, barely catching my breath.
"Yes, that's me. Good morning—sorry, I really have to go!" I said in one breath and rushed off again. No time for chitchat I felt bad, but being late on my first day? Not happening.

As I turned a corner, my shoulder slammed into someone, and I went flying straight to the floor with him. Perfect. "I'm so sorry! I'm in a hurry, gotta go!" I said, scrambling up. But just as I started to rush off, I heard him yell, "Wait!"

I turned back, confused then realized I hadn't even helped him up. My eyes widened. "I'm really sorry! Do you need help?"

But he was already standing, brushing himself off like nothing happened. He was... ridiculously handsome. And strangely familiar.

"You just now noticed?" he said, folding his arms. "You were running like a cheetah. You knocked me down and just took off."

I winced. "I'm really sorry. I swear I didn't mean to—it's just... I'm late for work."

Then his sharp, annoyed expression softened a little as he looked at me. His cold eyes suddenly had this glow like... diamonds?

"Wait... Are you the girl I hooked up with in a one-night stand?" he asked.

I blinked. My jaw dropped. Excuse me, what?!

"One-night what now?!" I blurted. "You must have the wrong person... uncle."

"UNCLE?!" he shouted. "I'm still in my twenties!" Oops. I laughed nervously. "Sorry. I'm Ahn Y/N, by the way."

"I know. It's on your name tag." He rolled his eyes. "I'm Park Jimin." "Arkp Mijni?" I asked, squinting. He sighed deeply. "Park Jimin, young lady."

"Nice to meet you, Rapk Nimji."" I bowed politely. He bit his lip in frustration. Oops, again. Wait.. Park Jimin? As in the Park Jimin? The CEO's son? I did a little research on the company before applying. This has to be him. No wonder he looks familiar.

"My name's not that hard to say," he muttered. "Karp Jinim," I repeated with a smile. "I give up," he said, exasperated. "Just call me ChimChim." I raised an eyebrow. "HimHim? That's cute." His cheeks turned pink.
"It's ChimChim!" he snapped. "Agh, forget it!"

He started walking away. I tilted my head. "Come on," he called over his shoulder. "Have breakfast with me." "Huh?" I blinked. "But it's my first day, ahjussi."

He froze. Slowly turned back to face me.
"I said I'm still in my twenties. You've bumped into me, called me uncle, butchered my name multiple times, and now this?" I tried not to laugh. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!"

"I'll let my father know I'm taking you out for a moment," he said with a sigh. "Is he not going to be mad? It's literally my first day."

"I'm going to be the next CEO." Jimin replied confidently.

"You're treating me to breakfast? That's so sweet—" "No, YOU'RE treating ME," he snapped. "You bumped into me and caused all this chaos!" I grinned. "Wait, so it's like... a date?"

"Over my dead body!" he snapped again, clearly flustered. Does he have anger issues or is he just... passionately dramatic?

"Why can't you just admit that I'm the one you hooked up on a one night stand before? I finally found you." He thought.

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