EUPHORIA ¦ PARK JIMIN

Chapter 6

May 26, 2010

*****, Hotel, Paris, 6. 50PM

After the meeting which went extremely smoothly and at the same time they were able to close the deal, both heads were irritated and pissed off.  They were an actual representation of a rekindling stick and just a small blow could cause and immense fire and burn down the whole city. They had reasons of their own to look like they carried the universe on their shoulder. However, Ha Eun remained consistent on her smile and attempted to pull it off through out the time that Jimin was with her. The atmosphere between Ha Eun and Jimin was heavy and none spoke during the time that Ha Eun tied Jimin's tie since he was too busy speaking on the phone with Min Yoongi, who was, at the time being taking care of the company while he was away.

After preparing Jimin for the party in a few minutes at the function hall in their hotel, Ha Eun excused herself to prepare as well, as much as she didn't want to go and sleep in instead. Jimin was still too busy blabbering on the phone, so she bowed and left to his room. Ha Eun soaked herself in a warm bath on the tub before her dress up. At quarter past seven, she had dressed up and Jimin was already enjoying himself at the party with his fellow businessmen. In her simple emerald off shoulder dress and gold ankle strap heels, she pulled her hair up into her usual ponytail and left to join the party.

The hall was filled with high class rated peopled chatting and laughing over their own business conversation. A soft instrumental played at the background and as she descended down the stairs together with a few peopled , her eyes gazed at the huge crowd before her, searching for Jimin.

Jimin who stood somewhere far away with French businessmen surrounding him, he spotted her descend, her eyes wandering around searching for someone. By the time she had reached the foot of the stairs, Jimin excused himself and was to approach her when someone beat him to it. He recognized that man to be one of the business man that was in the meeting just now. He halted and watched.

'Monsieur Antoine, bonsoir (Sir Antoine. Good evening),' Ha Eun greeted and courteously bowed with a smile. One that Jimin somehow noticed was different from the smile she always had when she's with him.

'Bonsoir, mademoiselle Jung,' Antoine greeted back and took her hand and kissed the back of it.

Jimin sucked in a breath and plastered a questioned and disgusted look. Is the kiss really that necessary? He shuddered when a familiar face began to approach him.

'Hyung!' Jimin exclaimed with great delight on his face.

'Ah, Jimin-ah. How long has it been?' Jung Hoseok, one of Jimin's college friend exclaimed.

'Neo yeogiseo mwohago issni (what are you doing here)?'  Jimin inquired as they begin to be too absorbed into their own worod in catching up.

'Did you come alone?' Hoseok asked after sipping the small content of his champagne and taking another one from the water that coincidentally passed by him.

'Aniyo. My secretary is right there,' Jimin replied and pointed at Ha Eun who was on the verge of ending her conversation with Antoine.

The two male watched her as she bowed at Antoine who kissed the back of her hand again before they separated ways. Ha Eun smiled as she saw Jimin and approached him. Seeing an unknown man, she bowed her head and said her greetings.

'Jung Hoseok,' He introduced and stretched out his hand for a hand shake.

Ha Eun brightly smiled and accepted his hand. 'Jung Ha Eun,'

'Ah, our similar surnames must be the reason of that teasing smile on your face,' Hoseok nudged and playfully laughed.

Ha Eun merely smiled and soon it was dinner. Ha Eun sat between Hoseok and Jimin while dinner was being served. When a piece of bread was laid on her plate,her eyes widened and her nostrils itched. Before she completely embarrass herself from sneezing so loud, she jolted up from her seat, holding her sneeze and to the rest room. Her eyes turned watery and her cheeks and nose red. Shortly after, she began to sneeze and her nose runny.

'God, here it goes again,' She muttered and took out ber handkerchief.  She braced herself up before going back to her table where she had rudely left. From afar, she saw the bread still on her plate. Covering her nose, she slowly approached and held her head back.

'Secretary Jung, are you alright?' Hoseok asked worriedly.

'Ya! What on earth is wrong with you?' Jimin asked.

She picked up the bread with her fork and placed it back on the other plate.

'Why are you covering your nose?' Hoseok asked.

'Wheat Allergy,' She answered, her voice muffled due to the handkerchief on her nose.

Jimin's eyes widened as he immediately called the waiter and requested that the bread was to be taken away and replaced with something else that has no wheat. When Ha Eun was "wheat-free" after it was taken, she heaved a sigh of relief and took away the handkerchief from her red nose.

The two male stared at her, one look worried: Hoseok. And the other, simply was questioning himself on why on earth his secretary has wheat allergy.

At half past ten, the party had ended. Ha Eun and Jimin had proceeded to their hotel. Ha Eun's nose was still runny as she sniffled most of the time. When they entered Jimin's room, Ha Eun packed all his things for the flight first thing tomorrow. She had prepared his clothes for tomorrow as well.

'Ya! Do you want some?' Jimin asked, raising a bottle of wine.

Ha Eun sighed and took the bottle from his grasp.
'You had enough champagne. huijang-nim. Please, sleep,'

'Ya! Are you telling me what to do?' He furrowed a brow.

'Ne, huijang-nim,'

'Mwo? Ya! Let me remind you, naneun sajang ida. Neo aniya (I'm the boss not you),' He scoffed.

'Huijang-nim, from the day we arrived you keep drinking and you even finished one bottle when I told you not to. Last night, you also finished another bottle and nearly slept in and missed your meeting. We're about to fly back to Seoul first thing tomorrow and you need to rest from all the work you've done today. We have a long flight tomorrow, 'Ha Eun said, as if she wasn't breathing between the words and with no reaction on her face. She went on, taking Jimin aback and plastering a look of disbelief.

'W-wae geureohge manh-i malhaneun geoya, (why do you talk so much)?' He muttered, sounding as if he wanted to cry.

'Annyeonghi jumu seyo (good night), huijang-nim. Rest well,' She replied, bowed then spun around to leave.

Jimin scoffed in disbelief after the door was shut.
'How dare she?'

He then spotted the wine on the table where she had left it and laughed.  'Not so smart, I guess,'

Then the door swung open again with Ha Eun stepping in. She took the bottle before Jimin had reached for it and the rest of the supply of wine from the fridge.

'Jebal jaya, huijang-nim (please sleep, president). Annyeonghi jumu seyo, ' She said and bowed once more before leaving.

Jimin was left standing in the middle of his room, speechless.