My Boss ✓ Yoonmin

10 | Marked

(a/n - sorry if this is poorly written, i haven't really been motivated to write lately and I've been working alot on videos)

Jimins feet were shaking as he stood in front of Mr. Mins door. Not even five minutes ago he was called into his office without knowing what it would be about. He couldn't be in trouble. He didn't do anything. Especially nothing wrong. 

He finally started to knock on the door. Almost as quiet as he could with only five knocks as he stopped quickly. Listening for an answer but found none.

He knocked again a little louder. Listening for an answer and he heard a soft comeback. "Come in"

Jimin grabbed the knob of the door and opened it up. Going inside and closing the door behind him. When he looked towards the desk, all he saw was Mr Min was sitting at his desk in his chair, pulled tightly to the desk. 

"You w-wanted to see me Mr. Min?" Jimin said nervously as he walked up close to the desk. Seeing Mr. Min look up from the small notebook he was writing in and closed it. 

"Oh yes. Sit down sit down". The smile that grew on his face made Jimin shiver as he grabbed the back of the chair that was across Mr. Mins and sat down carefully like it could break if he put too much pressure. 

He didn't know what to do with his hands so he just sat them in his lap with his hands intertwined together and fingers laced as he was bouncing his leg a little. Waiting for him to say something but it was nothing but awkward silence.

He didn't want to say anything in case Mr. Min was gonna say anything. If he interrupted him, he would probably get in a lot of trouble for doing that. 

"Jimin", he jumped in surprise,"What did your friend Taehyung say"

He was in shock. What did he mean what did Taehyung say? How did he even know Taehyung was in his office. Unless he saw him come in.

"Wh-What do you mean sir?"

He froze when he saw Mr. Min give the scary glare as he slammed the pen down onto the desk. "Are you talking back to me?"

"N-No sir I promise I'm not I swear!" Jimin watched the glare relax and laid back into his chair as he crossed his arms across his chest and crossed one leg.

"Now WHAT were you and Kim Taehyung talking about in YOUR office," he said sternly.

He cleared his throat as he slowly slid his hand towards his neck. Cupping the side of it as he rubbed it a little, but Mr. Min noticed it quickly. "H-He just asked me why wasn't I at work yesterday and I basically gave him an excuse about it... I couldn't tell him I was at my boss' home..."

He flinched when he saw him stand up quickly. Walking over to him as Jimin tried to back away as much as he could without leaving the chair and Mr. Min grabbed Jimins wrist and move it away from his neck. Noticing the hickey that was there.

The grin that was on his boss' face made his spine shiver as he felt his fingertips brush against the spot as he felt it sting a little from the touch. "It's beautiful", he smiled,"You've been marked~"

"W-Wait", Jimin moved his hand and covered his neck again as he stood up from the chair," marked for what?"

The silence scared Jimin, but maybe it was for the best for him as Mr. Min just moved back over to his desk and sat back down so Jimin did the same. Mr. Min just avoided it and Jimin noticed.

"How would you like to be my assistant?"

Jimin carefully watched him prop his head up on his hands with his hand propped by his elbow on the desk as he was twisted the same pen with his fingers. "What does an assistant do exactly?"

Mr. Min laughed as he put the pen back down. He was making Jimin nervous. "All you do is just basically help me and basically serve me like helping me and such. That's it. An assistant"

Jimin felt the hickey on his neck sting again without no one, not even himself touching it. It was telling him something. He didn't sense it though.

"I-I mean..." He stayed quiet. Looking down at his lap as his mind was working so hard he was gaining a headache. Groaning as he looked back up into his eyes. This was his chance to move up in the business. He had to take it. "Yes"

It was less than five minutes later after a lot of silence that Mr. Min told him he could leave. He got up and left without a second to spare as he left Mr. Mins office without another word. Thanking him in the softest voice and leaving his office.

His face finally became the deepest red that's been trying to stay hidden the entire time he was in his office as he finally let out. 

Speed walking he went to the elevator. Smashing on the buttons till the door finally opened and he went inside. Pressing the button that was his floor and he leaned against the elevator wall than let out the loudest sigh. Rubbing his eyes and holding onto the thin metal railing.

What just happened?

First, Mr. Min called him into the office and asked him what was him and Taehyung talking about in his office like he knew something.

Then, he was talking about being marked by him which made no sense, but he had a slightly unnerving idea of what it meant.

Finally, he asked him to be his assistant and HE SAID YES!? This is a nice day back from work... 

He was pulled out his trance as he heard the elevator door ding when he got to his floor and he moved and left the elevator. Going down the hall on his way to his office with his head hanging and continuing to think.

What now? When was he gonna start to be his assistant? Tomorrow? Is he gonna be in his same office or is he gonna move offices. This is too much why did he say yes to this.

Because he realized he wanted to move up in his job. Or... He wanted to get closer to Mr. Min? NO THAT'S INSANE.

"O-Ow!" two voices gasped.

Jimin rubbed his head as he felt it hit something hard. When he looked up to apologize as he rubbed his head, he saw it was Taehyung. He sighed and Taehyungs eyes widened in return when he saw it was Jimin. "Hey? You spaced out or something? You okay?" He immediately asked when he saw the tiredness in his friends eyes.

Jimin shook his head as he pushed his hair from his eyes and Taehyung noticed him shaking. He knew it was his anxiety. "I-I'm Mr. Mins new assistant..."

Or it was just fear.