Cold Bodyguard || M. reader x BTS [Slow Updates]

Meaning of dreams

"What will it be?It's not my part to control you, my child. I will support you and your decisions" I stood there for quite some time having to listen to a thorough conversation between father and son.

Wearing a suit and tie bore me so I stood out from the rest. Much causal work clothes.

I couldn't stand to wear suits. There are special occasions that imply me to wear formal.

Nonetheless, thirteen men including me in the room. It wasn't as it seems to be packed. You can call it spacious.

The entire room was like one massive pearl carved into a structure. Pillars supporting the ceiling above us.

As well as two beautifully designed glass chandeliers. At first, I thought it was a museum I was dispatched to work under.
Amazing how the room itself isn't filled with much furniture but a single rectangular wooden desk. A chair fit for the head, a king, it's my boss.

He who is in charge of the whole organization. I thought again. Well, he's a CEO. His profile enough can tell who he is and if one didn't know he was one they'd never forget him at first glance. Which I happen to take interest in the job I'm taking.

Hoping for some fun.

My reputation hadn't changed ever since I was taken up on my work. Leaving a good impression on every contractor. Now standing by along with eleven other bodies in the room.

I stood there with both hands in the back pocket of my pants. Tensing to fiddle every ten minutes. Either slightly swinging my arms or tucking my hands into my pockets.

The thought of it is tiresome. Much less boring. I understand the policies around here. Even if it is my first day at my job.

Mentioning about ten other bodies are all males who are about five to six years older then I am. As a seventeen-year-old is pretty good if do say so myself.

The ten are divided by two. Five on both sides across from each other by a pillar. Which are two meters apart from each other. That can explain how spacious the room is. I, on the other hand, was standing a safe distance beside the head.

Let alone who was the last one to be the thirteenth male in the room was a couple years younger than me. Also standing although he stood across from the boss.A spitting image of the senior alongside me, his son.

" I sincerely give my thanks, Dad!" Saying with care. Before he was his father, Mr.Kim, the head of one of the popular companies around Korea. Smiling back at his son from his answer.

"My child!There is no need of thanks, I am there for you but these coming days are going to be hefty~" this point was concerning his son. His expression dropped with him scrunching his brows close together. Worries he asked " What do you mean? Are you going on a business trip that'll keep you for a month? A troubling matter to fix?"