Serendipity | Park Jimin ff (21+)🔥 *ONGOING*

~Eight~

       "JOONIE!" Jimin yelled as he closed the door behind us.

      Namjoon continued punching the punching bag, every blow harder than the last. After one last punch, Namjoon stopped. He was breathing heavily as sweat running down his forehead. Jimin led me over towards his desk and sat down next to me on the leather couch adjacent to his desk. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and smiled at me.

       "Do you feel better yet?" Jimin asked.

       "A bit. That smug asshole was lucky I didn't pummel him in that damn office." Namjoon replied, breathing heavily. He then walked over towards us and sat down the chair across from us. He then ran his fingers through his hair and sighed heavily.

      "He'll get what's coming to him, don't worry Joon." Jimin reassured him. Namjoon then glanced over at me and smiled briefly before bowing his head to me.

      "Jing-Mi, I'm sorry you had to see that side of me." Namjoon apologized. He then slowly raised his head back up.

      "Oh..." I muttered. "You're fine Namjoon, I wanted to punch him too. I don't know who he thinks he is. Especially when he tried to give me his phone number when I walked out of--"

     "He what?!" Jimin and Namjoon both yelled. I jumped, startled at both of them yelling. I looked over at Jimin and he tensed up, his jaw clenching hard. He tightened his around my shoulder and pulled me close to him. Namjoon covered his face and sighed. Jimin then took a deep breath and he relaxed.

     "That son of a bitch..." Jimin uttered under his breath. Then he firmly placed his thumb and pointer finger under my chin, bringing my face closer to his.

     "Jing-Mi," Jimin said softly, his eyes searching mine earnestly. "Don't go back into that department, please."

     "Oh I don't plan on it. I went off on the jackass after Namjoon left." I assured Jimin. "I also threw his card into the trashcan."

     "I knew I had a bad feeling about that guy from the second he walked in this morning." Namjoon said quietly. "The way he was looking at Jing-Mi...he was practically undressing her with his eyes."

     "Figures--that jackass has always been like that, along with his temper. I have no idea why my father would hire him in the first place." Jimin added.

      "Desperation?" Namjoon asked. "Either that or he's cunning, and gave your dad a good sales pitch."

      "It wouldn't have been desperation on his end. The company is doing to well for--" Jimin replied. Then there was a moment of realization on his face and he sighed.  "Unless..."

     "Unless?" Namjoon muttered.

     "Ugh! I should've known when I saw him in that office...that..." his voice then trailed off and he didn't finish his sentence.

     "Anyway, let's just change the subject. He's a jackass, yep...there we go, done." I interjected, attempting to change the vibe in the room. "Jimin, where are you planning on taking me to tonight?"

      Jimin's expression and demeanor softened and he smiled.

     "You're going to have to wait until tonight to see. It's a surprise." Jimin said sweetly.

     "Well...if you two are going to talk about your date tonight, allow me to excuse myself. I hear a bowl of warm, hearty ramyun with crispy pork belly calling my name with the guys. Along with several bottles of soju after this morning." Namjoon said politely. He then slowly got up, walking out of Jimin's office.