Shy
His lips parted, rounding off to expose a pair of endearing bunny teeth, drawing attention to the small beauty mark underneath his full bottom lip. Dark eyes focused on a small speck of dirt next to my heels. Suddenly his mouth snapped shut and he almost receded into himself, bright eyes turning to stone.
I shuffled awkwardly not knowing if I should wait for him to introduce himself or just start talking.
"Don't worry about him, he's just shy." It was the imposingly tall one with a pair of perfect dimples. Namgoon? Namjesus? Oh yeah, Namjoon.
I nodded my head like any shy boy would drag unaware girls into dark corridors and try to strike up a deal with them.
"Are you sure you don't know him?" J-hope said, looking back and forth between us, his elfin features crinkling. I glanced at Jungkook and I pouted slightly, deciding to do what I think he wanted since I'm gonna be the bitch until I no longer have this job. Anyway, I think that J-hope was the only one to see the whole shy boy dragging me thing.
"Not that I know of," I said with a painfully fake high pitched giggle. I was never very good at lying. I didn't have anyone who's opinion of me affected me enough to lie to them, and by the time I met Soo Ji and Haneul I just gave up lying completely. It's fine because they weren't great liars either.
At least, I thought they weren't.
J-hope started talking again, his loud exuberant voice a mush of unintelligible sounds as I tried to focus on the much-needed distraction in front of me. Except when his words started to process through my muddled brain, I only wanted to run.
"Then why did Jungkook grab you and pull-" He started, ignoring the way my face screamed for him stop talking. When the door pulled open I almost fainted in relief. If he had kept talking the others would know about the whole dragging me thing and then I'll be labeled as a liar, for even lying about it in the first place.
"Manager Sejin" I exclaimed tripping over my own feet as I raced as fast as I could toward my savior. He grabbed me by shoulders to steady me as I almost threw myself into the giant of a man in front of me.
"Aemin, did you need anything?" He asked, trails of amusement underlying his tone.
"Uh, yes? Yes! I mean yes, I really do." I said slyly pulling him away from the boys acting as natural as possible.
"Do you have any questions in particular?" He questioned once I pulled him away, relief taken a hold of my bones.
"Questions? Ah, yes questions. Um... could you go in depth about this job?" Which basically translated to I had no freaking idea what this job is.
"You mean to be asking what your job is." I simply nodded in embarrassment, as he was spot on.
"It's not so hard to explain, but I have flyers in my office and anything else you'd need for the job, including a contact." I nodded and followed behind him until I reached the office I had done the interview in.
I took a seat as he pulled out a stack of papers, my eyes widening at the amount.
"Our maknae, Jeon Jungkook, is incredibly stubborn." I snorted quietly, I was quite aware of that fact.
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Mellifluous | JJK
FanfictionPark Aemin was screwed. Well, screwed over to be exact. After being betrayed by those who were supposed to care for her the most she is left with two things, desperation and one option; becoming a freaking babysitter to an adult (and stupidly sexy)...