Yes Sir (Kim Namjoon Fanfic)

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~Yoongi's POV~

"Babe, you still up for getting a beer after work?" Jimin asked, smiling brightly. Yah, this boy. He was simply angelic, bringing amazing joy and light into my life.

"Of course, Jiminie. You want me you come up to your office when I'm finished?" I asked, scanning his smiling face with a grin of my own. I could be in the darkest and worst mood, but that smile never failed to make me want to smile with him.

"Sounds good babe!" He winked as opened my office door and walked out into the hall. I sighed, unable to concentrate on my work for a few minutes until the fresh visual of my baby and the scent of his cologne dissipated. I shook my head and worked on the current file with diligence, trying to get done earlier than usual. I wanted to get it to Miss Kit as soon as possible since Namjoon seemed to be harsher to her than I had seen him in a long time. I wasn't the only one who noticed the difference in him. Most of us could sense his demeanor getting colder again. I cracked my neck rolled my shoulders before barreling down on getting these specs for the new branch going up in Hong Kong. I glanced up at the clock to realize that hours had passed and it was nearly six by time I had finished. I gathered the file together and hustled up to Namjoon's office. As the elevator doors opened, I noticed his desk empty but she quickly stood up from hers, sniffling and wiping her face. I frowned as I put the file on her desk and looked at her, my face softening. She was a very nice girl who didn't deserve to be treated like she was. In the months she had been working here, she and Jimin had become good friends, and I knew how much she liked Namjoon from her chats with Jimin.

"Where did he go?" I asked, motioning to Namjoon's desk.

"He uhm...he left early. He had a date." She responded, letting out a bitter chuckle.

"I know you aren't ok, but is there anything I can do?" I asked, trying to make my normally slightly gruff voice sound softer. She shook her head quickly and stifled a nervous sounding laugh.

"I'm just being ridiculous. But thanks for asking, Yoongi." She smiled, wiping the remnants of tears from her face.

"Look, I know you and I aren't that close, even though I know you're good friends with Jimin. But if you need anything, I am here for you too." I offered. I saw a genuine smile spread across her face as she looked down at her hands.

"Thank you. That means a lot." She smiled.

"Anytime." I replied, offering her as good of a smile as I could muster.

"Now, I'm sure Jimin is waiting for you. You both have a great night." She responded, picking up the file.

"Thanks, you too." I said as I turned back to the elevator. I cleared my throat and tried to focus my attention back on my beautiful prince waiting just on the other side of the elevator doors. As they opened, I saw him aleady standing there waiting, his hands in his pockets.

"Oh hey! Have you been waiting long?" I asked, holding the door of the elevator open for him.

"No, not at all. I just got tired of sitting so I decided to wait for you here." He smiled as he walked into the elevator. He took one hand out of his pocket and let his fingers gently brush mine. As he laced his fingers with mine, I still felt that familiar fluttering of butterflies in my stomach. I squeezed his hand gently as we walked out of the elevator hand in hand. The walk to the old bar was one we used to take often but now things were so different. The actual path hadn't changed much, the same old buildings, closed up shops and cracked sidewalks. What had made the walk so different than it used to be, is now I was next to the person I loved more than anything in the world, and that made everything that much more magical. Back then I cared a lot about Jimin and thought he was just an insanely hot friend with benefits, and I didn't appreciate what a treasure I already had.

"Yoongs, what are you thinking about?" Jimin asked, swinging our hands and breaking my train of thought.

"Just thinking about how much things have changed since we got together. I can't believe it's almost 2 years ago now. And in that time I have grown to love you so much." I responded, bringing his hand up and placing a soft kiss on the back of his hand. Even in the dim light of the road, I could see his face flushing. It's a sight I could never tire of.

"I love you too Yoongi." He smiled, those plump lips of his splitting in a beautiful smile. He truly took my breath away. The light from the street lamp created a halo around him in this dark light, making him truly look angelic. When we reached the bar, we took up our old usual barstools and talked for a while, Jimin never failing to make me laugh with his animated story telling. As we walked out of the bar Jimin grabbed my hand again, giving me a sweet smile.

"Hey, let's take the old shortcut through the park." He suggested, pulling me that direction. I shrugged and smiled, following him willingly. As we started along the worn in path by the pond, I gasped and dropped Jimin's hand, as a little puffy white dog ran up to us.

"Ahhhhh so cute!!" I smiled, squatting down and fluffing it's fur. It nudged it's head under my hand, making me almost squeal from the cuteness.

"It seems to like you, love." Jimin giggled from behind me. I picked it up and cradled its small body in one arm, as it pressed it's cold, wet nose against the tip of mine, making me laugh. I wanted a dog but with as much as we worked, it simply wasn't practical, so I really enjoyed seeing them out like this.

"You are cute, but where is your owner?" I asked, looking into it's sweet eyes.

"What's that tucked around its collar?" Jimin asked, pointing to something folded and wrapped around part of the collar. I scrunched my forehead as I grabbed what looked like paper and pulled it from the collar.

"There you are Mellow!! Sorry, he got away from me!" A man shouted from across the park. He jogged over and thanked us over and over as he took the cute little puppy away.

"So, what is that?" Jimin asked, looking at the momentarily forgotten paper in my hand. I shrugged and looked down at it, unfolding the paper. When I finally got it open, I shook my head in confusion as I read the four words scrolled across the paper out loud:

"Will You Marry Me?"

"What is that doing on his collar?" I asked out loud. I turned to look at Jimin only to feel my heart stop with the rest of the world. He was down on one knee, looking up at me with a single tear rolling down his cheek and a smile on his face.

"Yoongi, you are the most beautiful person inside and out that I have ever met in my life. That night a long time ago when that little puppy ran up to you much like tonight, I fell absolutely in love with your beauty. You have the most wonderful heart and I hope you will let me keep it and protect it forever. So, Yoongi bear, will you marry me?" He asked, his voice breaking and wobbling at times. I wasn't even ashamed to let the tears flow down my face as I nodded quickly, letting out a loud laugh of disbelief. Jimin then reached into his pocket and opened a small jewelry box containing matching couples rings.

He stood and picked up the one with the lock and slipped it onto my finger, smiling and still letting tears fall down his face.

"Baby, I love you so much." I said as I put the other ring on him and wrapped my arms around him tightly. He held me close into his firm chest, both of our hearts beating wildly.

"I love you too." He replied, kissing my neck softly.

"Thank you for making me the happiest man in the world." I responded, running my hands up through his hair and resting onto the back of his neck. He leaned his forhead against mine and let out a contented sigh.

"I think we have to fight for that title." He giggled as he leaned in and kissed me softly. We stood there for what felt like forever just holding each other, so happy that neither of us could imagine letting go.