The Business Place | k.nj + k.sj

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≪Seokjin's P.O.V.≫
≪Going Out≫

Another fay full of work and meetings. Namjoon and I just got out of our last meeting of the day, both of us being very thankful that the weekend was just a few hours away. I sat alone in the office though, Namjoon was whisked away by a passerby in the hallway.

All of the meetings today were only to discuss our next group to debut, or really, Namjoon's next rookie group. I knew for a fact that the trainees that I've talked with are eager to know who is to be chosen for the spots.

I sat at my desk, writing away in one of the company notebooks. My legs were crossed over one another and my lips were pursed as I tried to remember what I needed to write down. My thoughts were interrupted when a loud knock came from the door.

I stood, wondering why Namjoon would be knocking on the door to his own office. I answered the door, coming face-to-face with a trainee I had met earlier.

"How can I help you?" I asked, straightening out my sweater. "Namjoon is currently out of his office, I can take a message if-"

"I actually came to speak with you," he whispered, his cheeks flushing a deep red.

My ears could pick up his shaky voice and the slight giggles coming from down the hall. This poor kid.

"And what can I do for you?" I asked, crossing my arms in front of me.

I let my body lean on the doorway, looking down to him slightly, he couldn't have been older than sixteen. His face seemed to get redder by the second and the giggled never stopped.

"I... I-uh...." he took a deep breath. "I-uh... I wanted to know if... if you would like to hang out some time?"

"Were you put up to this by your friends down the hallway?" I whispered.

He looked up to me shocked, looking like he'd been caught in headlights. I gave him a soft smile, and stood straight.

"If you were, then I'm sorry, but if you weren't, then I'm going to put this in simple terms," I cleared my throat. "You're a teenager and I'm an adult, I think you know where I'm going with this. Plus, this would be very unprofessional and people would think our company is biased if relationships sprouted between staff and trainees. I'm sorry."

I stole a side glance towards his friends peeking from the corner at the end of the hallway.

"Don't think I didn't see how you were looking at me through the mirrors in the dace studio earlier," I smirked. "I'm flattered, but this is unprofessional."

I could easily tell that he was beating himself up on the inside, making me feel slightly guilty, but I was right.

"I'll make you a deal. I'll give you a kiss on the cheek to show off to your friends and you try to go for kids your own age."

His eyes lit up a little as he began to nod his head. I knew that I was going to regret this some time down the road, but I felt too bad.

I turned his head a placed a short peck to the side of his face, smiling down at him as his head whipped back to me.

"Bye, Soobin," I smiled, "and tell your friends to be a little quieter."