What's Wrong With Secretary Min? (Bottom YoongiXOT6)

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Yoongi took a deep breath as he woke up, clenching his fists as he laid in bed and tried not to curse.

It was a new day. A new day meant that there were things for him to do, things for him to prepare for his boss, and things to plan for upcoming parties and events.

He sat up and shuffled out of bed, trying hard not to kick his Norwegian forest cat, Mochi, who was sleeping at the end of his bed with her four kittens kneading at her belly.

He gently pets Mochi, the Queen perking up with a soft purr and allowed Yoongi to pet her for a bit before she directed her attention on her kittens who started to mewl and kneed at her belly again.

"Good morning, babies," he whispered, peeling himself from his bed and stretching.

His small room, it just had a twin sized bed, a small clothing rack, and a bathroom all in the same place felt cold with the coming winter.

He stripped his pyjamas off and got into the shower, scrubbing the slumber from his skin as he cleaned. As the water started to get cold, he got out and dried himself off.

He checked the clock and smiled. 5 AM, right on time.

He got dressed quickly, slipping on a pencil skirt with a small slice in the side as well as a white blouse before he gathered his things together to leave for work.

Mochi meowed from the bed where she sat and Yoongi looked at her, gasping.

"I forgot to lay out food!" He gasped, rushing to the small fridge that sat next to his bed and took out a small can of cat food and set it out for Mochi to eat when her kits were done nursing.

"Bye-bye, babies!" He cooed, leaking in a bit of rush but not forgetting to don his cute pastel pink stilettos and style his hair.

The reason why he wore feminine clothes was easy. He wasn't afraid to express himself as a woman, or as a man, or as anything in between. He believed that clothes were clothes, and he didn't care if people thought if he was a man or a woman. He just wanted to look nice.

He stepped out of his tiny apartment, greeting his neighbours with a quiet "Hello!" and a bow before leaving to get to his car.

The car, a Bugatti, was waiting by the curb. He got in and set off quickly to Mr. Kim's house.

He drove with some soft music playing, going between R&B, then Kpop, and with a little bit of K-hip-hop being sprinkled in as he drove up the drive towards Mr. Kim's house.

It was a large mansion that was surrounded by a glass gate, because as Mr. Kim had said; "I want everyone to see the glory and beauty that is me and my home!"

It had been ridiculous when he had said it, and it was ridiculous now.

Yoongi looked at the clock on his dashboard and smiled. 5:40. A little behind, but he could Mr. Kim ready for his day.

He walked inside, bowing to a few of the maids that were already there, and took a cart from one of them with a smile.

"Mr. Kim wasn't sleeping too well last night," one of the older maids, Mrs. Zhou, looked worried as Yoongi took the cart, "please be careful when you wake him."

Yoongi smiled, "I'm positive he won't hurt me, Mrs. Zhou," he said softly, smiling again before he got into the elevator that led to the top floor where Mr. Kim slept.

He unlocked Mr. Kim's door, entering to see Mr. Kim's sleeping form.

"Good morning, Mr. Kim," Yoongi said softly, setting the tray of tea and breakfast treats on the bedside table.