Erratic Tendencies [Jumin Han]

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It was midday, and the building of C&R International Company was preoccupied with endless of work like always. It was hectic, work needed to be done and this meant there was barely time for breaks. However, when [Name] had showed up with homemade lunch that she wanted to eat with Jumin, then it was obvious knowledge to all workers that all the work would be pushed back, and Jumin would prioritize his time with her over everything else.

This increased Jaehee’s workload as Jumin had sent her his papers to review. Upon finishing this, she made her way to Jumin’s office, in order to pass on the papers which required his signatures.

She sighed tiredly as she neared his office. She lifted her hand to knock, before she heard a noise that caused her to halt. Instantly.

She heard a yelp, which seemed to be from [Name].

“Ah, Jumin!” [Name] began, which caused Jaehee’s eyes to widen. “You’ve made a mess!” She said hissing. Subsequently, slowly but surely, a hue of pink had formed on Jaehee’s cheeks.

‘Mr. Han wouldn’t possibly do something so inappropriate here… Would he?’ She thought to herself.

She was interrupted out of her thoughts when she heard Jumin’s voice.

“Sorry love,” Jumin said.

Then, moments later, [Name] yelped once again, but louder this time.

“Ow! You’re too forceful! Be gentler!” She whined.

If Jaehee had not reacted profusely before, she definitely did now.

Her entire face went red and in shock, she dropped all the papers she was holding.

“He would!” She exclaimed to herself, answering her thought from before. Then, she yelped in embarrassment, whipped her phone out, opened the RFA messenger, and ran down the corridor as if her life depended on it. Simultaneously, she started typing about her situation.

Meanwhile, in Jumin’s office, Jumin appeared to be extremely stressed, and looked as if he was about to cry. This was because he was gently trying to wipe the droplets of the beverage he had accidently spilt on [Name] and her clothes. While doing so, he continued to mutter sincere apologizes to her.

[Name] sighed and opened her mouth to respond. However, before she could, the notification sound on [Name]’s phone began to go off rapidly.

Due to the number of texts she was receiving, she decided to check it just as Jumin had finished cleaning  the remains of  the spilled beverage on her face.

She raised an eyebrow in question when she saw that they were all from Zen.

“Hey Jumin,” She called, and he turned his face towards her as a reply.

“Why is Zen asking me whether or not we are having rough sex in your office?”