Yes Sir (Kim Namjoon Fanfic)

~18~

This had to have been the longest flight ever. I was so ready to get out of my seat and move. Even in these first-class seats, sitting for as long as we have been was starting to wear on me. Mr. Kim was next to me was fast asleep, and Jimin was in front of us, thankfully sleeping as well. I know our flight didn't have too much longer but I had to get up out of this seat! I unbuckled my seatbelt and stood, stretching every muscle I could. I took the opportunity to the bathroom and freshen up a little bit. I walked to the front of the plane and into the small bathroom. I felt the plane tremor and shake slightly, making me a little bit unsteady on my feet. I washed my hands and dabbed some cool water on my face, starting to feel a little better and more refreshed. The plane started to tremor a little harder as I grabbed the counter to steady myself.

"(Ayo) Ladies and Gentlemen, we are experiencing some turbulence coming into Hawaiian air space. Please return to your seats and fasten your seatbelts."

I exited the bathroom, and I was almost at my seat, when I noticed Jimin looking distraught. He was gripping the armrests tightly, his knuckles turning white, sweat beading his forehead.

"Jimin, are you ok?" I asked, standing next to the empty seat beside him. He glanced up at me nervously, leaning his head into the back of the chair, trying to put on a smile.

"I uh d-don't really like f-flying." He said with nervous laughter. Just then another shock of turbulence, making him squeeze his eyes shut and whimper. I sat down next to him and buckled in before putting my hand on his.

"Jimin, look at me." I said, trying to draw his attention. He opened his eyes, almost looking like he could cry as he bit his lip, wrinkling his forehead.

"Jimin, tell me something about you. How long have you worked for Mr. Kim?" I asked, trying to get his mind off of the flight.

"Uh s-six years- OH GOD!" he shouted as more turbulence shook us. I started to pry his hand off of the arm rest and held it in both of my hands, squeezing it.

"Forget about that. Tell me about Yoongi. What is your favorite thing about him?" I asked, giving him a warm smile. He let out a little nervous chuckle again, swallowing hard. His breathing was so fast, I was worried he was going to have a full-on panic attack.

"Um, i-it's so hard to ch-choose. But one of my f-favorite things I think is his s-smile. When he smiles, it m-melts me completely. He is such an amazing person." he said, as I saw his eyes start to look a little less panicky. I think it was working.

"So, I know you said you want to propose in a few months. Have you started planning the proposal yet?" I asked, smiling at him warmly.

"Y-yeah actually. As I told you before, when we f-first started out, it was purely a sexual thing. He found me hot, I found him hot, and it just clicked. B-but one day we decided to go out after work for a few drinks before heading back to m-my place. We both had a couple beers and walked through the park to get back to my apartment. I remember it like it was yesterday. He was walking a tiny bit ahead of me on the path, the stars were really bright that night and we decided to take the path next to the pond. When we were walking, a little tiny dog had gotten loose from its owner and ran up to him and he simply melted. He squealed and picked it up, talking sweet to it and fluffing its fur. The smile on his face and seeing him so cute and happy made my heart beat like it never had before. Hearing his laugh and seeing him smile...I realized that I wanted to see that all the time. I already found myself thinking about him a lot, and this just made me want him around me even more. He gave the dog back to the owner and as soon as the owner left, I remember kissing him, but not like our usual lusty kisses. I had to see if it confirmed what I thought I was feeling, and boy did it ever. When we broke the kiss, I asked him if he wanted to start dating and if he would possibly consider being my boyfriend. He agreed so quickly, I was surprised. But anyway, that was the moment I realized I loved Yoongi and never wanted to be without him. So, I decided I am going to try to recreate that night. I have a friend who has an adorable and well-trained little dog, so I am going to have us walk through the park and my friend is going to let his dog go and have him run to Yoongi. I am going to have a note rolled up and stuck in his collar so when Yoongi picks him up, he will probably take the note and it's going to ask him to marry me." Jimin beamed. At this point his stuttering had stopped, his body had relaxed more, and he seemed fairly calm.

"Jimin, that is so sweet and thoughtful." I smiled, feeling his hand relax in mine.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, we are making our descent into Hawaii. Please make sure your trays are stowed, and your chairs are upright. Welcome to Hawaii." a voice came over the speakers. I patted the back of his hand and let go as he let out a big breath and looked around.

"That went faster than I thought." he said, smiling at me genuinely.

"Just had to get your mind occupied. Work obviously wasn't the answer, but it looks like Yoongi was." I replied with a grin, winking at him. I heard a throat clear behind me and looked between the seats to see Mr. Kim awake, looking at me with a dark look and one eyebrow raised. Shit. He did not look happy. I turned back around and swallowed, letting out a slow breath.

"Now you are the one that looks like you need a distraction." Jimin whispered, stifling a giggle. I couldn't help but laugh as the plane came in for a landing. We were met at the airport by a shuttle to take us to the resort. The weather in Hawaii was beautiful! The sky was so blue, and the air felt so much clearer than in the city. As we loaded into the shuttle, Mr. Kim grabbed my arm and pulled me to sit in the seat beside him. I looked at him, biting my lip nervously.

"Well, Miss Kit, you want to tell me what that was all about?" he said in a very low and quiet voice.

"Sir?" I asked, looking at him genuinely confused as to what he was so pissed about.

"I saw you touching him." he growled, his eyes severe.

"Sir, I was only holding his hand because he was scared. I was trying to help him calm down." I said, feeling a little exasperated.

"You shouldn't be touching any other man but me." he replied, squeezing my arm a little bit.

"Sir, you do realize that Jimin is gay....and in a serious relationship. There was absolutely nothing sexual about it." I said, looking at him like he had lost his mind.

"Hmmm talking back to me, are you? Sounds like this little kitten needs to be punished." He said, tightening his grip even more, biting on his lip. Oh fuck, what did I do?