𝑬𝑵𝑺𝑵𝑨𝑹𝑬𝑫 | JUNGKOOK

15. Linens and Lies

Alba's POV

"What are you doing here?" you asked, trying to steady your racing heart.

"Hi," Jungkook said unbothered by your question his voice low and smooth. "Do you remember me?"

You straightened keeping your posture stiff. "I remember," you replied coolly.

"I believe we got off on the wrong foot the other night. I'm Jeon Jungkook."

You were annoyed. "What do you want?" you asked him.

He shrugged nonchalantly. "I had something to discuss with you."

You frowned. "Couldn't it wait until I was back at the desk?"

Jungkook stepped closer, causing you to take a step back and bump into the rack. "I need to reserve seats at the hotel restaurant for two people," he said. "Can you handle that?"

You straightened up regaining your composure. "Sure, I can do it once I'm done here. Just give me the names."

Jungkook leaned in slightly, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Are you free tomorrow?"

"I'm sorry?" you asked furrowing your eyebrows thinking you might have misheard him.

"Sure tomorrow is your off, I was hoping you might join me." He answered.

You blinked, caught off guard by the sudden invitation. "And why would you hope for that?" you added trying to make him stop. "I'm sorry, but that would be inappropriate. I don't date clients."

His smirk widened. "Who said anything about dating? I merely want to apologize properly for my behavior. Surely there's no harm in that?"

"Oh- you don't have to do that Jimin already apologized on your behalf." you quickly tell him.

Jungkook chuckled softly, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Oh, Jimin! Are we on on first basis now?" he dryly scoffed.

"Huh?" you said confused.

He took another step forward. You found yourself pressed against the rack, his proximity making your heart race. "Jimin means well, but I prefer to handle my apologies by myself." He said in his usual authoritative tone.

You narrowed your eyes, not ready to let your guard down. "Apologize for what?"

"For... well, everything," he replied, sincerity in his eyes. "Just have dinner with me. Just two people sharing a meal and hopefully clearing the air."

You shook your head "I'm sorry, but my answer is final. I don't engage in any personal relationships with guests. This is my workplace, and I intend to maintain proper boundaries."

"Well, well," he says, his tone dripping with sarcasm "Looks like the tiny firecracker has grown some flames."

You roll your eyes at his comment, not intimidated by his arrogance. "I have the right to speak up when someone talks to me disrespectfully," you reply coolly "And I don't appreciate your demeaning tone."

He smirked at your response, "Demeaning tone," he repeated, chuckling to himself "I like your courage."

He took a step closer to you, leaving no space between. You stiffen as he steps closer, but you refuse to back down. "I don't appreciate your attempts to be charming," you say, keeping your voice steady "It's not going to work on me."

He laughs loudly at your words, amused by your stubbornness. "Oh, I think it's working already," he says, his eyes roaming over your face "Look at you, all flushed and feisty."