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Dear God... Help me
Are you trying to seduce me Mr. Park?
He flung his coat on the seat and sat down beside me, our knees touching
"You may start with your questions now, Ms. Eui" He politely said and smiled warmly again
"Uh-I'm gonna start to ask you about your personal information if that's okay with you, Mr. Park" I said and pulled out my little notebook and pen
"No problem... Go ahead, Miss "
"Full name?"
"Park Jimin"
"Age?"
"25"
"Birthday?"
"October 13, 1993"
"Born in?"
"Busan"
"Are you married, Mr. Park?"
"Single" He said, his lips turned into a huge grin
"Well-"
"That's enough questions about me, Ms. Shin... Let's talk about you" He said as he fold his sleeves
"Tell me something about yourself" He rested his elbows on his knees
"Uhm... I'm 18, a first year college" I said nervously
"So you're legal" He said biting his lips seductively, My eyes grew wide and he chuckled
"Do you want some wine?" He offered, a glint of humor in his eyes
"It's Monday and I still have school tomorrow"
"A little won't hurt, Eui... You need to relax, you're so stiff" He said as he poured me a glass of wine
"Here you go" He handed me the glass
"Thank you, Mr-"
"Drop the formalities, Call me Jimin" He insisted while smiling
"Okay, Jimin"
"So, Eui... Do you have a boyfriend?" He asked suddenly making me stop from sipping my wine
"Uhh... Yes, Jimin... What made you ask?" I said blushing a little
"Because that mark on your neck bothers me a lot" He smirked at the fading hickey Jungkook made last Friday
Shit, I forgot about that
I pushed my hair in front to hide it as my face turned into a crimson red
"I'm sorry about that, Mr. Park" Still blushing furiously
"No worries, babygirl... I'm tired and need to get ready for the dinner I have to attend, come back tomorrow after your school... Would that be fine for you?" I nodded, he stood up and walked over his desk, I stood up as well and followed him
He took a pile of stapled papers on his desk and handed it to me
"All my personal information is in there... As well as my phone number, feel free to call me when you have questions about the company I'll gladly answer them" He said and took a step closer, leaning in to my face
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inexorable || jjk vs. pjm SMUT
Fanfictionin·ex·o·ra·bleˌ inˈeksərəb(ə)l/ adjective impossible to stop or prevent. . . . "She'll choose her boyfriend over you anyday" "Really? Then why does she always end up under my sheets every time she's unhappy with him?" . . . . warning: mature con...
