JIMIN ONESHOTS IMAGINES

Colleague

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When you visited his apartment but didn't expect his colleague to come over just to sleep over.

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I'm at my boyfriend's apartment tonight, paying him a visit. Right now, I'm in the kitchen cutting up vegetables, I decided to cook something special for him.

It's a pretty normal evening. Actually, this isn't my first time coming over. I've lost count of how many times I've been here. I love it here, it feels like a second home.

My peaceful cooking session was suddenly interrupted by the doorbell ringing. Who could it be at this hour? It's already late.

"Jimin, can you check who that is?" I called out from the kitchen. I heard the door open, followed by a name that instantly made me grip the knife tighter.
"Huh? Chaewon?" Jimin said.

Chaewon. His flirty colleague. The one he told me about, the one who's always hanging around him like a mosquito that won't leave.

"Sorry for dropping by so late," I heard her say, her annoyingly sweet voice reaching my ears. "I was wondering if I could stay the night?" I quickly wiped my hands and walked to the door. I didn't need to hear more.

"What's going on here, Jimin?" I asked, appearing beside him so suddenly that he jumped. "C-Calm down, Y/N," he stammered. "I am calm," I said, glaring. "Now explain."

"I... I don't know. I was about to ask her that." He scratched the back of his neck, clearly flustered. "Then let's ask her directly," I said.

"Wait, Y/N—knife! Knife! Put the knife down!" he yelped, panicking. That's when I realized I was still holding it from earlier. Oops.

I slowly lowered it, giving Chaewon a sharp look. "Hi, I'm Y/N. Jimin's girlfriend."

"Oh, hello!" she replied, clearly unbothered. "I'm Chaewon, Jimin's colleague. I just wanted to ask if I could stay the night."

My brows rose. "That's up to him," I said, turning to Jimin. He froze under my stare. "Uh... s-sure. Just for tonight," he mumbled awkwardly.

"Thank you so much, Jimin-oppa!" she squealed, bouncing like a schoolgirl. "But... I only have two rooms," Jimin said nervously. "What do you mean?" I narrowed my eyes.

"Didn't you say you were heading home tonight?" he asked carefully.

"Yeah, change of plans. I'm staying." I crossed my arms. "Then... I'll sleep in the living room. Y/N can take my room, and Chaewon can have the guest room." He offered a sheepish smile.

I kicked him lightly on the foot. Is he out of his mind? "We sleep in the same bed, Park Jimin. Don't even think about abandoning me."

"Can you please put the knife down first?" he whispered and gently took it from me. "And lately, you haven't even been giving me a goodnight kiss," he muttered under his breath.

"I can be in charge of that, oppa," Chaewon said sweetly as she touched his hand.

My blood boiled.

Did she seriously just flirt with my boyfriend in front of me?!

"You're just here for a place to stay. Don't cross the line, Chaewon," I said firmly and turned and walked back to the kitchen. "She's always in a bad mood, isn't she?" I heard her whisper.

I heard that, dumbass.

"I am. And what about it?!" I snapped. "Jimin, come here. We need to talk. Now." He gasped again. Yeah, he should be scared.

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