". . .hey, chim?" Taehyung called me from behind as he saw me packing my stuff a little earlier than usual.
It was obvious by the fact that I leave at eleven forty and it was just ten thirty now. I told him earlier that, I'm leaving for my hometown for two days. But he has to ask me again.
". . .are you, like actually, leaving for Busan?" He asked. I knew it!
". . .yeah, I told you earlier, that my mom and dad's condition isn't too well, so I need to go to them for two day. But I promise I will come back, I really will." I promised.
"Don't break your promise to me, okay?" He told me and I nodded my head.
As I was about to head home, I thought of going to Mr. Min's room for the last time, as I already talked with Mr. Jeon and he agreed to for my interview. But HE didn't knew!
". .um, boss?" I knocked as I heard a quiet 'come in' from inside.
I walked inside to see his eyes were red and his hand was bleeding. I quickly ran to him as I held his hand gently. "Sir, how much careless will you get? You had to hurt yourself like this, while I was going." I left his hand out gently as I searched for the first aid kit. I found it and I quickly put some ointment on the bruise. "You hurt yourself so quickly, what will even happen to you when I'm gone—"
"Where will you go?" Yoongi asked, weakly.
I fucked up. I can't keep anything to myself, I can never. Now, I need to make an excuse. "Well, I told you that I'm going to meet my parents in Busan. . .so that was what I was saying." I smiled.
That just made it more awkward!
Yoongi sighed and I knew he didn't wanted my cup of tea. "Will you please tell me, where you will go?"
I sighed. "Okay. . . I'm getting straight to the point. Im leaving this workplace after I come from my hometown—"
"Where will you work?"
"Jeon corporation." I simply answered and to be honest I was sad that he wasn't bothered about me leaving his company.
"Okay. . .good luck for your future. But remember, you can always come to me if you need anything. . .I'm still willing to be friends with you, chicken." Yoongi joked, as I laughed.
Tears suddenly started to form in my eyes, and I knew I can't hold them back any longer. So, I let them out. Yoongi also got up from his seat as he patted my shoulder. "I will miss you. . ." I just said it. I had to!
He just sat there and didn't said anything, so I just hugged him as I cried more. He caressed my hair as I cried more. After a minute, I stopped. I pulled up from his embrace. "I stained your shirt with my tears. . ."
"It's okay, I will frame it and beneath it, I will write 'from my chicken'." He again joked.
"When will this chicken joke end, Mr. Cat?" I said as he mumbled a 'never'.
We both laughed, as we lived the moment.
I like him, that's for sure, then what's this that's bothering the shit out of me to work with him?
I need to figure it out!
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So, uh, I wanna say that I'm still thinking about how to end this book.
I clearly don't know shit.
To be honest, I'm thinking of ending it a bit sad but at the same point, little happy. Like I don't know. WTF.
help (ノ｀Д´)ノ彡┻━┻
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Loving Your Work On My Heart | Yoonmin
Short StoryA story where Jimin and Yoongi are boss and employee. Yoongi is strict and Stern from outside but inside he's a baby. Basically he's a coconut. Jimin is a hard working employee who's dedicated to his work. But his colleagues ships him with their bos...
