Mr Park, CEO || Book 1 of CEO || PJM || ✔

f o u r t e e n

Jimin had gone back into his office after we had eaten, and I wasn't sure if he had come into bed or not that night. When I woke up in the morning, he was not in the apartment, and once again there was a little note in the kitchen.

"I asked your brother to come and sit with you today.

I'll let you know when this scandal has cleared a bit.

Don't be stupid today or I'll get really mad.

Jimin"

I sighed and switched the coffee machine on to make myself a hot chocolate. There was some stirfry left over from the previous night, so I considered heating it up for breakfast, but decided to wait until Jungkook came over; he loved this recipe.

Once I had finished my hot chocolate, I had a quick shower, and got myself dressed into a clean pair of pajamas. It was obvious I wasn't going out anywhere, and my brother was used to seeing me like that; I wasn't going to get dressed just for him.

I was just settling onto the sofa with another mug of hot chocolate when the doorbell rang. A quick look at the video feed on the intercom confirmed it was Jungkook, so I pressed the buzzer to unlock the door. A minute or so later, he was at the front door.

"Noona," He smiled happily as he pulled me into a hug, before letting himself in, "This place is huge! And I didn't think Park Jimin would be so tidy,"

I raised my eyebrows. It was true, the place was spotless, which was a huge difference to when I arrived. Of course, I had been keeping the kitchen clean, as that was where the mess accumilated, but obviously, Jimin was cleaning up after himself.

I suddenly thought back to the argument we had the previous night, where Jimin had picked his shoes up before going to his office.

"He wasn't when I first got here," I said, "Do you want a coffee, Kook?"

Jungkook hummed his response as he started to poke around the apartment, and I heard a sudden yell, almost dropping the mug in surprise.

"What?! What is it?!" I cried, rushing to where he was.

Jungkook scowled at me as he stood in the doorway to the bedroom, his arm outstretched as he pointed at the bed, "You share a bed?!"

I shrugged and pulled him back to the kitchen, "I think he sleeps in his office most of the time, anyway,"

"What a loving husband," He muttered, taking the now full mug of coffee off of me, "By the way, Noona, I saw the news,"

I sighed and rolled my eyes, "Yoongi and me?"

"Yes, such a wonderful man you chose to have an affair with!" Jungkook began to laugh, and I smacked his arm, "Jimin doesn't know about him, does he?"

I shrugged again, "I don't think so, but it doesn't matter. He believed me anyway. It's the press that had a field day. I read one of the articles yesterday when Jimin came home. Apparently, Yoongi was looking at me with such loving eyes it was obvious we were in a relationship,"

Jungkook laughed again, "Well, in their defence, he does look at you with loving eyes,"

"Yeah, well, he looks at a lot of people with loving eyes," I dismissed him and took a sip from my slowly cooling hot chocolate.

"Anyway, Noona," Jungkook placed his mug on the counter and stared down at me, crossing his arms over his wide chest, "How come you didn't invite me here, but Jimin did? And Dad misses you, you should call him too. Are we not important now?"