Jeongguk returned to Jimin with a glass of water and the medicine, but when he entered his room, he saw Jimin sleeping on his bed.
It was a sight, which confused Jeongguk the most. Whether he found Jimin cute or he just was bewildered at the point that he went in for help.
To help the most hated person in his entire work. This imprint on Jimin's neck was the only reason for Jeongguk to act differently.
He then realized he would have to deal with Jimin's grousing the next day and he mentally prepared himself already.
Jeongguk last question was whom to text.
His boss? No, Jeongguk was sure he wouldn't even look at his personal phone once due to his busy days.
Their office mailbox? He would rather kill himself than announce to their colleagues that Jimin was in heat.
"You're causing so much trouble to me right now, Park Jimin," Jeongguk whispered, caressing the omegas cheek carefully.
He sighed briefly in and glanced at his phone, still not sure what to do —well, he actually knew one person, who he could inform.
"No, I can't do this?? What the fuck? Why him?!" He groaned in annoyance.
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"I'm torturing myself here.." Jeongguk sighed, laying down next to Jimin.
Looking at the omega, he noticed how beautiful Jimin actually was. He always found him pretty, but now, while sleeping, looking so peaceful —like an angel, Jeongguk slowly fell asleep.
