Jimin squatted next to the bed, head tilted upwards as if dazed.
Taehyung's impatience was written all over his face. "What exactly are you here for?" he asked.
"Oh. I just came to greet my boss," said Jimin.
"There's no need to. You're free to leave."
"Then, when should I go back to work?" Jimin asked.
"Whenever you want," Taehyung replied.
This response caused Jimin's thoughts to wander. He inquired, "What if I never want to go to work?"
Taehyung did not appear to have anticipated this question. He fell silent for two seconds before responding, "Suit yourself."
"Would it be paid leave?"
Taehyung said, "I'll give you a salary."
Jimin was a little surprised. "You're that nice?" At that moment, Jimin's hasty decision to divorce Taehyung was slightly swayed. But after giving it some more thought, he realised that there was something off with what Taehyung had just said. It didn't sound like Taehyung would be paying him like a boss paid their employees, but like he'd meant for Jimin to be a househusband.
"That won't be necessary." Jimin declined in a heartbeat after discarding that thought. "Even though I'm a Beta, I don't need anyone to provide for me. I can support myself."
Taehyung lowered his head slightly to look at him. His lips were stretched into a thin line. "Then hurry up and leave," he said in a deep voice.
Jimin was confused. "Why are you so hellbent on making me leave?"
Right then, the phone on the headboard suddenly rang. Jimin reflexively turned to look and caught a glimpse of the name on the screen: Kim Seokjin.
Taehyung grabbed his phone and answered the call. His tone was neither distant nor particularly warm. "Hello."
Jimin didn't know what the person on the other end was saying, but after Taehyung picked up his phone, he noticed a monkey's head poking out from under a pillow.
It was the stuffed monkey Jimin had just given to Taehyung.
"Mm, he's been discharged," Taehyung said.
Jimin reached for the monkey and grabbed its head, pulling it from under the pillow.
Taehyung said, "He's doing fine, but there's an issue with his brain."
After obtaining the monkey in the claw machine and closely inspecting it under bright lights for the first time, Jimin discovered that not only was the craftsmanship poor, it was even a little ugly. It's eyes were lopsided, one higher than the other.
"When? Tomorrow night?" Taehyung said.
Jimin smelled something
"I'll tell him," Taehyung said.
Jimin brought the monkey to the tip of his nose and cautiously sniffed at the scent it gave off. This time he was certain—there were traces of Taehyung's pheromones on the monkey, the scent faint yet recognisable.
Taehyung eventually said, "All right, we'll come over after work." When looked up after hanging up, Jimin was looking at him with wide eyes.
"What are you looking at?" Taehyung's gaze slowly shifted to the monkey in Jimin's hands.
Jimin's thoughts were a little chaotic. He raised the monkey and shook it. "I never expected your tastes to be so unique."
Taehyung slightly raised his jaw. "What are you on about?" he asked coldly.
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Fanfiction[COMPLETED] Park Jimin, a Beta, awoke after a car accident discovering that he couldn't remember anything from the last six years. He didn't remember being the top perfumer in the world, the death of his grandfather and, most importantly, he didn't...