You and Taehyung have been friends for as long as you could remember, with both your families being directly involved in business together, and being closer than family, you've been surrounded by him almost always.
Over the course of twenty-eight y...
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"Jimin, I really don't think it's a good idea for me to be here," Ryuna says to Jimin as she follows him across the lobby of Kim Enterprises. "What if someone sees me?"
"No one will recognize you, you'll be fine," Jimin dismisses.
She'd worn a pair of your white and gray pencil skirt, blazer and white shirt to go with it. Putting her hair in a high ponytail, she needed to make sure she fit into the atmosphere and no one could recognize her.
"I don't think it would be ideal for the chairman to be seen with another woman a month before his wedding," Ryuna stresses.
"You're a potential shareholder," Jimin reminds her of the role she were to play if they were to bump into someone, "and you're married." She'd made sure to place a diamond ring on her fourth finger.
Jimin turns around once they're near the corner that hid the elevators of the building away from the rest of the lobby.
"You're walking so slowly. They'll be here by the time we get upstairs," Jimin sighs.
"It's not my fault," Ryuna whines, "I can't walk properly in these heels." It wasn't exactly a great idea to wear your pencil heels.
"You can take them off upstairs," Jimin insists. "Now can you please walk a little faster?"
Ryuna's attempt to walk faster is cut short immediately when she feels her ankle twist. She closes her eyes, embarrassed, but already knowing she was going to hit the floor any second now. Well, until she feels a pair or arms around her waist.
Ryuna slowly opens her eyes to see Jimin's eyes looking back at her in concern.
"Gosh this is embarrassing," she mutters under her breath.
"Hold on, can you stand?" Jimin asks, allowing her to stand on her own. She grips Jimin's shoulder, allowing herself to balance the foot that was still in pain.
Jimin kneels on one knee before her,
"Jimin, what are you doing?" She asks in panic.
He runs a hand over the pained area of her ankle, then pressing on it slightly, "does it hurt?" He looks up at her.
"Jimin, please get up, what are you doing?" She asks for a second time, not wanting anyone to see them like this. But he wasn't hearing any of it.
"I should call Iseul, she might know a good orthopedic doctor," Jimin says, mostly to himself.
"What? No," Ryuna exclaims, having no idea who Iseul is whatsoever.
She watches as Jimin rises and pulls his cell phone from his pocket, "I'll also tell Mrs. Choi to get you a pair of platforms."
