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♠️Chapter 32 ♠️

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Jimin made sure he was early for work today. The office only had a couple of people on their desks. But a majority of his co-workers weren't here yet. The bathroom was empty and Jimin was sure to check first as he began to approach the mirrors.

Technically he had his own mirror in the closed off shower room of Yoongi's office. Or was it their office now? Since he couldn't help but spend a majority of his time in there with the Chairman. Yoongi never said anything. He didn't even know if he should be there after lunch time but he couldn't seem to stay away from his Master.

Jimin pulled out his handkerchief from his bag and switched the tap on to drench it. He looked at the mirror closely as he began to wipe the concealer off the hickeys that littered his skin. He had to hide it from the girls at home. And this soon became his daily routine. The cheap makeup removed easily and it took Jimin a few minutes to register the pattern Yoongi had created on his skin. The blotches of light purples and soft pinks.

He wanted to look away from his own reflection, blushing at the image of red on his cheeks. Already overwhelmed with the heat the Chairman provided. Yet shamelessly wanting more.

The Secretary dried the handkerchief before placing it back in his bag. His eye caught onto the silver metal, his gaze following the white leather band. He looked around cautiously before strapping the collar on his neck. He could feel the cold metal of the silver plate along with the embossed nickname. He could feel each letter against him as if they were etched into his skin.

K-I-T-T-E-N

His doe eyes braved the embarrassment as he looked up to view his reflection. The collar was thick enough to be seen clearly from across the room but not wide enough to hide the marks Yoongi gave him. Its white band a gentle reminder of the Chairman's pale skin. If he'd just close his eyes he would almost feel the touches again. Jimin didn't really want to hide the printed kisses. In the office, he didn't have to be ashamed. And it wasn't because everyone had them.

It was because...

"You're early today!"

Jimin turned around and he found Taehyung had walked up to him carrying a box with baby blue coloured things. Blue toilet paper, a blue toilet brush and blue... dildos.

"Yeah... I guess." Jimin mumbled, he looked away from the box and back at the blonde, "What is that for?"

"Just pranking Jin... you know, my daily dose of Jin getting pissed off. He hates blue things... it's his childhood trauma where he was forced to wear blue clothes even though he wanted to wear pink. It's honestly harmless." Taehyung smirked, he placed the box on the sink and inspected Jimin's collar.

His eyes widened.

"No fucking way!" He slipped the collar off Jimin and inspected it closely. "You lucky part-time dick sucker! How the fuck did the Chairman even get this! I've been on the waiting list for three months already and you've been working here for only two weeks." Taehyung looked like he was about to cry as he rubbed the collar against his cheeks. Dramatically wiping down an imaginary tear. "Oh it's so soft, it's like you're not even wearing it. It doesn't bruise the skin, not that I would mind if it did. White leather is so expensive! And you even got it personalised, he is so fucking whipped for your ass." He reluctantly returned the collar back to Jimin.

"I don't understand..."

"You don't even know, do you?" Taehyung sighed, "The buckle alone is made of 18K white gold and the leather is always full grain. You can tell it's made from the Sex God Shawn Mendes the owner of ROXO by the engraved letters on the buckle. And where are the accessories! Are they in your bag?" He reached forward to peer into Jimin's bag only to find it filled with paperwork. "What, he didn't give them to you? Or maybe he's going to..." And then there was that smile that Jimin hated. It was truly the devil's work. "But did you know you're not allowed to wear accessories unless it's Friday? This is still an office after all. We have to follow rules."

"What?" Jimin gasped, eyes widening. Was he really talking to the same person as before?

"I didn't know..." Jimin muffled as he attempted to tuck the collar back in his bag.

The blonde stopped him, taking the collar and placing it back on Jimin's skin gently. Even so much as buckling the leather and giving the fabric a little tap. The little grin didn't fall from his lips, not even when he was done, his arms now crossed over his chest, his head tilted as he nodded slowly as he thought.  Jimin didn't like that look. That usually meant he was up to no good. "You find that the rules are unfair too, hmm?" He smiled.

Jimin didn't know what to say because rules were rules.

"I think I should..." Jimin stuttered as his hands moved up to his neck, his fingers reluctant. But Taehyung was quick to slap his hand away. He leaned in closely towards Jimin's ear. Ready to whisper the sin into his ears.

"Now this is exactly what you're going to do."

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Do you have a best friend like Taehyung or like Jin and what do they advise you when it comes to kinks ? 🙈

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