I Work for a Jerk

One year

A/N-- Hey so just a warning, it might seem like this is going to lead to something sexual, BUT! I promise it is nothing like that, that's gross. But enjoy anyway!! yas

It was cold. Really freakin cold. I held my jacket tightly around me as I walked into work, cradling the coffee in my hand like it was the only warm thing left on earth. Amy, the women at the front desk, greeted me with a smile as I moved into the elevator, still shivering as I got to my floor. Jungkook was in his office with Imani and a few other people I couldn't recognize at first glance.

Jungkook came back to work a few days ago, despite my argument. He all in all looked okay, but I could tell he would get out breath quicker, and every so often would wince when he sat down. I would be lying if I said all of my thoughts weren't on him. I was worried sick, he really shouldn't be here yet.

I set all my things down on my desk and moved over to Mr. Pitillo's office. He was gone on a business trip this last week and had just gotten back. I knocked on the door before popping my head in.

"Hi." I smiled at him. "How was your trip?"

"Very work related." He let out a sigh as he nodded for me to come in. "Everything went well, though, if that is what you were asking."

I smiled lightly at him. "I'm glad. Just to let you know, I took care of all of your meetings for the next month, they are all in your calendar, and the numbers for the last concert C.J had are all filled out and on your desk as well. You've got two calls that you need to take which I left on your notes, but the rest I took and took care of."

Mr. Pitillo looked at me like I had looked at my coffee this morning. "You are an angel, I have no idea what I would do without you." He sat back in his chair. "You really have no idea how happy that makes me, I thought I was going to have to deal with that today."

"Well, Jungkook was out for a while, so I didn't have much to do." I shrugged.

"How is he doing?" Mr. Pitillo sat forward. "I saw him in his office this morning, but I didn't get the chance to talk to him."

"He's doing alright, he is healing just fine, but he still should have another week of rest and he's not getting it." I muttered. "I tried to tell him, but he said he had too much to do."

"Ah, weather he likes to be told this or not, he is his father's son." Mr. Pitillo smiled. "Are you two um..." His face changed to slightly awkward. "Are you two..."

"Together?" I raised a playful eyebrow. "We are not fighting anymore at least."

"Oh good." He let out a breath.

"Him taking two bullets for my sister kind of was more than enough." I said, even though it wasn't even that that made me want him again.

"Yeah." Mr. Pitillo scoffed. "Well, you can go back to whatever you were doing. Thank you for all of your help."

"No problem." I bowed slightly to him before walking back out.

Right as I was about to sit down at my desk, the door to Jungkook's office opened. My eyes followed Imani as she followed who I could now see as our sound crew out. She looked at me and gave me an excited looking face which I had to laugh at. She was doing so well, she was an overnight sensation, which Jungkook and his father were happy about. They got their sponsors back on track, as well as signed three more.

Jungkook leaned out of his office then, catching my eye. He smirked slowly as he nodded, then closed the door again. I let out a light sigh as I made my way towards his office, carelessly walking in, thinking nothing of it.