Jungkook One Shots

~Interview Pt.2~

"And you are...?"

"The boss of this company~"

My eyes widened with surprise as he walked through the large wooden doors and into a luxurious office. The walls were painted a dark grey that complimented the black and white furniture in the room.

He walked around a massive desk towards the back of the room and took a seat in his chair as you awkwardly stood there, staring at the ground.

"You can sit down you know." He said plainly.

"Oh..S-Sorry.." You hesitantly took a seat on one of the two chairs that were placed in front of his desk.

You looked on the nameplate placed on the corner of his desk and read 'CEO Jeon Jungkook'

"So...what was it that your here for again?" He asked.

"I'm here for a job interview."

"That's right, I remember now. Your Ms. L/n correct?" He said leaning forwards onto his desk. You nodded your head in agreement.

"Can I call you by your first name?" He asked.

"If you'd like to, then it's fine by me."

"Alright then Y/n, if I remember correctly, your interview was supposed to be at 3 o'clock. It is now 3:30, you are thirty minutes late. And so far, your not making the best first impression." He said intimidatingly.

"I'm sorry Mr. Jeon, I swear this was the only time that I was late, not helping with the encounter with the older man from earlier though...but I promise that I won't ever be late again." You said, hoping he'd let this slide.

"I guess I can look past it for now but anyways, let's get straight to the point shall we? Why should I, the CEO of this company, hire someone like you?" He asked, leaning back into his chair with a lopsided grin on his handsome face.

"For starters, I'm strong-willed, I get things done efficiently, I also work well with others and most importantly, I do my absolute best in order to achieve my goals and help the success of the company." You said, feeling confident and slightly proud of yourself for not stuttering at all.

You studied his face, deciphering if he was figuring out whether or not he should hire you into his company. You silently sat there waiting for his answer, growing more and more anxious as time ticked by.

"I've made my decision," he spoke up.

"Your hired"

Those were the best words you had heard all day. Not only were you hired but you were able to work at such a high-class company such as this one.

"Thank you so much! You have no ide—"

"But, on one condition." He added.

You stopped your excitement for a second when you heard him speak once more.

"From now on, as long as you work in my company, you will be my personal assistant, is that alright with you?" He asked.

"Y-Yea...I mean, YES!" You stuttered.

"Good, then as for being late..." He suddenly got up from his chair and walked around to the front of his desk, as he stood before me.

You gulped, looking up at his tall frame as he towered above you, his eyes as intimidating as ever. He leaned forwards, placing his hands onto the arm rests of the chair you were sitting on, trapping you.

You didn't know where you should look so you decided to not make eye contact and focus on something around the room.

"Why do you never look me in the eyes?" He suddenly asked.