Jikook Oneshots

102. Me Under You Pt. 2

By: @vera_ba

"Should I leave you two alone or–––"

"No!"

"Yes!"

Jungkook gives Jae a death stare before turning to the other, "it will be just a second," he says.

Jimin blinks, back resting against the wall. "O-okay," he replies quietly, crossing his arms over his chest. He's definitely uncomfortable. Jungkook can relate.

"Jae, you can't just barge into my office like this," he turns to his ex-fiancé, who doesn't even try to hide his annoyance. "Anyway," he sighs, "is it about work?" Jungkook asks innocently. He knows it isn't.

Jae gapes, taking a step forward, then back. He looks uncomfortable, too.

Good.

"No, but––"

"I'm sure it can wait a few minutes, then," Jungkook replies sternly, "if you could close the door behind yourself, please," he murmurs, gaze turning back to his computer screen.

"Jungkookie, baby, don't be like that–––" Jae starts in that condescending tone Jungkook hates so fucking much, the one that signals he doesn't take the younger seriously at all–––

"I'm in the middle of a job interview," Jungkook raises his voice, which seems to startle the other, surprised by the unusual reaction, especially at work. Truth to be told, Jungkook does have a temper in general, but he has always tended to suppress it as much as possible with Jae, because the older does, too, and he didn't want to fight––––

Maybe it wasn't the best course of action. Or he has gone overboard with it, resulting in his own fiancé not taking him seriously; because hell, he definitely doesn't, considering how he feels like he's allowed to barge into Jungkook's office, his boss's office, still, and humiliate him in front of someone else–––

"Okay, umm–––" Jae tears his gaze away, "I'll come back later, then," he murmurs, leaving the office.

Jungkook has to bite his lower lip to stop himself from blurting out a snarky remark. It's not the time. Not when Jimin is here––– fuck, he has definitely connected the dots, hasn't he? This is so embarrassing–––

"So ––– cheating fiancé?" Jimin tilts his head toward the door, still leaning against the wall. Jungkook nods. There's no point in denying it. "What a douche," Jimin scoffs, pushing himself away from the wall.

"Alright," the older starts again, walking closer to the desk hesitantly, "what's now?"

"Huh?" Jungkook blinks, still trying to wrap his head around ––– everything.

"I mean," Jimin chuckles weakly, hiding his hands in his pockets, "let's be real; I am clearly not who you've expected and me being here is making you uncomfortable," he says, "which is totally understandable, by the way," he adds quickly.

"I––– yeah," Jungkook admits, feeling his cheeks heat up, hand reaching up to hide his ear embarrassedly. "I–– look, Jimin, it's ––– I just ––" he starts to stutter, the firm act he's used against Jae evaporating in mere seconds, "I don't ––– think it's a good idea–––"

"Right," Jimin answers quietly, kicking the floor lightly, his gaze focused on it, too. "I'll just go then," he glances up, giving the younger a weak smile before he turns on his heels, padding to the exit.

The door closes. Jungkook is alone. He exhales relievedly, slumping down on his chair. However, his relief isn't for long and is disrupted by another round of knocks on his office door. He squeezes his eyes tiredly, signaling for the person behind the door to come in. He swears, if it's Jae again, he won't take responsibility for throwing some office supplies into his face or his crotch––––