Our Tiny(?) Family {Yoonmin} ✅️

직업 인터뷰. . . -20

Job Interview. . .

"Name, age and information about you."

"Hello, my name is Min Yoongi. I am 17. Born on March 9, 1993. My eomma died giving birth to me. My appa just died two weeks ago. This is like the 6th job interview I have been to and no one wanted me. I have two sons at home and one soon-to-be-son, I also have a boyfriend. . . Uhm. . Hi?" says Yoongi, throwing him a really small, shy wave.

"You seem cool, kid." says the man, putting his hands on the desk and leaving forward to Yoongi who is on the other side of the table.

Yoongi gulps as the man gets closer to his face. He leans his head back but the man leans in more. He squeezes one of his eyes shut and the other one looking into the man's eyes.

"What's wrong, kid?" asks the man, still leaning forward.

Yoongi's heart starts beating faster but not in a love way but anxiety. Oh my God. . He might have an attack right now and at a job interview.

"Are you scared? You are sweating." asks the man, looking at Yoongi's lips.

"I-I'm sorry, s-sir. But uhmm. ." says Yoongi, as he steps back making the man stand back up straight, "I have a boyfriend. . and I just came for a job. ." He plays with his fingers while looking down. He breathes in and out, trying to calm himself down, which thankfully worked. He mostly thought and his family to help him calm down.

"Ya I know I heard. So uhmm why do you wanna work here again?" he asks, as he puts his elbow on the table (such manners, I know) and puts his chin under his hands and just looks at Yoongi with a raised eyebrow.

"So uhm. . I want to work here to make money for me and my family. . Mostly my family because I don't want anything. . Also I need to buy a house for us to live in. ." he says, playing with his fingers, "And buy my sons toys. . Because they don't have any. ."

"Alright then. . You are in. You know what? I like you, kid. What did you say your name was?" he asks, looking at him from head to toe.

Yoongi notices that he checks him out and gets shy. He doesn't like him but just doesn't like that from anyone else but Jimin. "Min Yoongi, sir. ."

"May I ask what your boyfriend and sons name are?" asks the man.

Yoongi shakes his head. "No. For their safety I won't spill any information about my boyfriend and my sons. In fact, you haven't told me your name yet." says Yoongi, a bit angry that he wants to know about his family.

"Oh my apologies, Yoongi. I am Chanyeol. But you are going to have to talk to me about your family someday." says Chanyeol, shrugging his shoulders and leans back against his chair.

"Sorry, Chanyeol, I can't." says Yoongi, looking down. He just doesn't want him near his kids or Jimin. Becuase of what he was doing to him. As if he wants to kiss Yoongi.

"That is 'Chanyeol Hyung' for you." says Chanyeol, standing up from his chair and pointing at Yoongi.

"Oh. . And you are older. . ." says Yoongi, rolling his eyes, "Oh shit and you are tall."

"Ya, shorty." says Chanyeol, chuckling.

Yoongi was about to yell at him but his phone started ringing. "I need to take this. ." says Yoongi, after seeing the caller ID. ' Min Chimmy 😘💖'

"Can't you do it in here?" asks Chanyeol.

Yoongi turns to look at him with wide eyes. "I think this is urgent."

"Then quickly answer," says Chanyeol, "It is urgent so call hurry."

Yoongi just rolls his eyes and answers 'Chinmy 😘💖'.