Ex Possessive Bodyguard | PJM

Chapter 4 : New Client

Jimin POV

My phone kept ringing while I was speeding myself to get ready for this new assignment.

After my father passed away not long ago, I applied for this job since my hyungs are tired of watching me not doing anything and the fact that I almost killed myself drowning myself in the tub one night.

I was stressed at that time. I have lost my mom, and then my father. And also her. My hyungs are really the light for me, they really stayed by my side when I was depressed. So that is why, I should not disappoint them anymore.

Stumbling and hurrying to get ready, putting on my black suit and adjusting my tie. And looked at my messy suitcase. Shit, I should've done this last night instead of-

Shit agh!.

I hurted my waist for hitting the side of the kitchen bar. Damn it hurts, thank god it doesn't bleed or else Namjoon will think I have been fighting again with the street gangs.

My phone was ringing again, it was Namjoon. I struggle to take the phone quickly out of my pocket as I was clenching myself and crouching down due to the pain

"WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU JIMIN-SHI?" He shouted from his place.

"I'm- ugh I'm on my way, hyung. Please, wait-" I answered.

He closed the call immediately not allowing me to finish the sentence. I'm really fucked. Putting whatever I need into the suitcase after that, I check again my room apartment incase I forget to close all windows and doors.

And then I'm out of the apartment.

But then,

"SHIT MY CAR KEYS"

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I arrived at this place, well obviously it's a mansion since Namjoon mentioned it before. I parked the car in the garage.

I saw Namjoon waiting for me at the side place of backyard. He looked... mad as well. I couldn't help laughing as if I realized that I'm clumsy as him. He asked me why I'm laughing, I immediately hold back my smile and tried to make a straight face.

"You're late, you know that if Mr. Choi knew this is he will-"

"I know hyung, that's why I'm sorry. I will not do it again. Promise" I snapped Namjoon. But in a mannered way.

We were walking towards inside the house. What a nice kitchen, I thought. And I saw a glass of half drank water which was still dripping from the side. Someone has left the kitchen not long ago.

"Let's be professional this time Jimin, I don't want our Boss being angry towards us because of your lateness. And also, your new client might be also pissed" Namjoon said.

"And also, please tidy up your messy hair Jimin or Ms.Choi might thought you looked like you just have sex with other- "

I quickly snapped a glare to Namjoon. Pervert Namjoon as always.

Ms.Choi huh. Namjoon told me she's still young, to my surprise that she younger than me. So from now on, I have to call my client Miss Choi as what Seokjin has trained me to.

Still trying to tidy up my hair, we walked inside the living room. I saw a person, might as well Ms. Choi perhaps, is the one standing there.

I can only see her back side since she not facing me. Brownish wavey hair, fair skin, wearing navy blue with a little bit motif of Batik, fine legs as heaven. Maybe in her 20s.

Suddenly Namjoon clears his throat. Once more I use my fingers to tidy up my hair.

And then I looked up

I see her.

Ms. Choi is her.

Hae Yerin.

My ex.