Cotton Candy ~ PJM (BOOK 1)

07

One week. It had been one week. One and half week since Yurin worked for the same company as Jimin. Indeed, she was blissful to work there, obviously to have the best people around and a friendly atmosphere. Jimin most of the nights dropped her off at her apartment and stayed there for dinner. Not like she complained about it, since she loved his company apart from when he really pissed her off with his annoying behavior.

Yurim was focused on the laptop screen with her earphones plugged in both of her ears, listening to the song that her senior had asked her to go through as her right hand had a grip around a pen scribbling on the notepad. 

Her eyes averted to her phone screen, which was laying on her desk beside her laptop, as the screen popped up with a notification from her friend.

PJM :
Bring some snacks and juice for me in my practice room! 

She read the text from the notification panel and squinted her eyes at it, not bothering to open the chat box. She left an irritated sigh as she replayed the song since she missed some of the beats, checking the notification. As she focused on the song, another notification popped up.

PJM :
Hurry Up!! Yuri~

Yurim turned her notification sound to mute and put her phone up side down not to see the notifications. She was his friend, not a maid to obey all of his orders; she was here to work, not to run errands for him.

She gazed at the screen as the beats went up and down, leaning her chin on her palm with her elbow against the wooden desk.

Her mind went back to the atmosphere of work when the door flung open abruptly. She flinched then turned in the direction, only to find her friend standing there furiously with his phone in his hand.

Yurim understood why he was there. He would not brag why she did not check his text and ignored him. He always does this. When he went to Busan for vacation, if she ignored his texts, he would just berge in her house since their homes were in same society, no matter if it was the middle of the night or in broad daylight.

Jimin rushed to her desk and stood there, showing his phone screen to her where their chat box was open.

She took a look at his phone lazily before looking back at her laptop.

"Why did you ignore my text?" He inquired, angrily disappointed.

She plugged out her headphones as she looked up at him with a sigh. "It's our workplace, Jimin."

"So what?" He scoffed, then looked around the room full of desks and music instruments. Fortunately, no other employees were present at that moment. "I asked you to bring me juice."

"I don't work for you!" She remarked, "I'm assigned with work as well."

"You're my friend." He said, gazing down at her sitting figure.

"Hey, Jimin." 

Yurim looked over her laptop to see a young woman, walking in the room. Throughout those day, Yurim had came across so many of them, who were the daughters of the investors in the company. Indeed, the girl infront of her was one of them.

The eyes of the girl were stuck to Jimin as she sexily swayed her body on her way to him. The bold makeup, that mini black skirt that exposed her slender legs, and that off-shoulder red top revealing her chest and stomach a bit too much—everything looked vulgar. Yurim wondered who her stylist was to make her wear something like that, or may be she choose to dress like that on her own. Afterall, rich kid!

"Hey, Lily." Jimin greeted, turning his body to face that hot girl. He had a mischievous grin on his lips as the girl stood close to her.

"For you." Lily handed him a can of apple juice, not even asking if he wanted it or not. She bit her bottom lip in a sensual manner as she placed her left hand on his shoulder, touching his exposed neck with her fingertip.