Taken by the Beast ||YoonMin||

● T W E L V E ●

A few hours already passed, Jimin attends to the minor things Yoongi still asks him to do. - even though he'll get stuff completely wrong and give him scoldings.

Jimin of course tries his best, but sometimes your best is not enough.

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"Oh my God I said the GREEN fucking folder!" Yoongi ruffled his hair in frustration, his face turning red from anger and a few veins appearing on his arms as he types aggressively on his keyboard. Jimin was about to turn around to get the other folder but he hears a loud slam on the desk from behind him. He turns around to see Yoongi with an exhausted expression, rubbing the temples of his forehead. He swears silently while Jimin just stood there

"Goddammit..!" He grunts pushing all the folders and papers away along with the pencil holders and what not on his desk. Jimin stiffened hearing all the things fall and clearly clueless of what to do.

"W-What's wrong?"

"Just, go get my dinner." He muttered in an annoyed tone, still rubbing the temples of his forehead.

"What about the green folder--"

"Never mind that."

"A-Are you sure everything's fi--"

"JUST GET MY FUCKING DINNER FROM SEOKJIN." He yells standing up. Jimin stiffened with fear as he felt something at the pit of his stomach. He quickly walks up to the door to make his way to the kitchen like last time, but he was surprised to see Seokjin already standing there in front of the door.

"S-Seokjin-hyung!"

"Gosh Yoongi, what's wrong?" He asks

"I don't wanna talk about it." He grunts sitting back down on his big rolling chair. "Just please, get me something to eat already." Yoongi says sounding somewhat desperate as he put his face on his hands.

"You always eat inside your office, Yoongi!" Seokjin shakes his head "why have a dining room if you won't even eat there." He sighs

"I had work to do, I can't set those aside." He rolls his eyes "but apparently, those were all useless now." He breaths out as he turns his chair side to side,

"Well that's great. You never leave this room." He retorts "go on and eat in the dining room. It's like some ghost town in there, it's so darn quiet."

"Not today." Yoongi sighs

"Look, I'm not serving you dinner tonight if you don't get your butt off of that darn rolling chair and go to your dining table." He stated.

"Seokjin." He complains

"I'm gonna count till three and if you don't move, starve the night." He crosses his arms, keeping a straight face.

"You're being ridiculous!" Yoongi complains "Just get my food please. I'm not in the mood for this."

"1," he starts counting raising one finger up. "I'm serious, Min Yoongi." He noted. Jimin looks at Seokjin, stunned.

"2," Seokjin raises another finger up. "Don't come whining to me when you wake up at midnight starving."

"No."

"Okay, it's not my loss." Seokjin shrugs "Come on now, Jimin. Let's eat." Seokjin says grabbing Jimin by his shoulder and turns around. As expected by Seokjin, Yoongi raises his arms up and gets his butt off of his chair.

"Alright, alright!" He growled walking up to the door. Jimin's jaw dropped, '...what?!'

"Good." Seokjin smiles and opens the door wider for him to go through. Yoongi just rolls his eyes before making his way to the dining room.