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♠️Chapter 39♠️

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Wednesday

Jimin collapsed onto the seat of the car. Taehyung and Jin placed all their shopping bags in the boot and threw a few next to the Secretary. The two hadn't lied to him, they truly had shopped for twenty minutes. Jin waved at the security guards that had to help them carry over thirty bags. Yes this was a sale, but by the looks of it the two wanted to max out their dominants' credit cards. It was chaotic, Jimin had to crawl around to find some sort of outfit. He had nothing to wear for Friday, it was the money from his Master to spend to impress him.

The clothes were all wrapped up in the cream and brown box that he kept close to him. He told himself that he would keep it under his desk and change into them on Friday for Yoongi. He couldn't allow the girls to take things from him anymore. Jimin was confused as to why Taehyung and Jin were able to pick out so many things in such little time, he only grabbed what he thought was pretty. And by pretty he meant what men would usually want against his skin. But the Chairman, this man was different.

Taehyung had handed the security guards their tips and then the two were seated and all buckled up. "Okay so this hoe was really trying to convince me that this blouse is only for women when we both knew she couldn't pull it off. I asked her if she fell from heaven and she thought my gay ass was hitting on her. So I went no! I'm asking because you're flat. I'm vexed!" He honked the horn in frustration before calming down and winking at Jimin through the front mirror. They began their trip back to the office. And he was hoping Yoongi hadn't notice his absence yet.

"And this other unclassy dumb bitch was trying to snatch the handbag I already had in my hands away from me. Like does she not know the rules of shopping? You can't just snatch someone's clothes off their hands until they put it down. What, so men can't buy handbags and purses?!!" Jin petted the sparkly pink carrier on his lap. "It's going to match all my clothes." He gleamed. "Did you get anything, Jimin? I just saw a single bag." He turned around to check on the younger, who looked like a little rice cake amongst the piles of shopping bags around him.

"I didn't really know what Yoongi would like," Jimin's voice was muffled as he pushed a bag off him, he couldn't even find his seatbelt. So he held onto the back of Taehyung's headrest instead. "And I didn't really want to spend a lot, everything was almost two thousand dollars."

"Oh please, Jimin," Jin giggled. "I saw the card you paid with. A solid black! Do you know what that means?" His shoulders were almost to his ears from laughter. "Two thousand dollars isn't even going to put a dent in an account like that."