The Unoticed Truth (Edited)

Chapter four

Hoseok's pov:
I knocked on the French door, hearing the same deep voice yell 'come in', it once again, sent shivers down my spine. I turn to Namjoon and he gives me a comforting smile and nod. I take a deep breath, turning the handle to push the door open, the smell of pine and musk, made me feel warm and welcomed. I slowly make my way inside the room, spotting a black desk with a stack of papers on top, an open laptop and a pencil holder full of pens, markers, and pencils. There was a big black chair behind the desk, yet there was no one in it. "Shut the door on your way in please", I squeaked from the sudden deep voice and shut the door, heading to where the voice came from. "I'm out here", I look to my right, to see big, glass French doors open to a big balcony. I slowly walk over to the tall, slim, yet buff, man with his hands placed on the railing, slightly leaning, while looking out at the view. "So, Namjoon told me he felt a little nauseous from the elevator earlier... I told him to wait up here once we're done. All four of us will head to the café down the street to get something to drink. I also informed him to work at home until he feels well enough to come to work again, while Seokjin stays here and work." He informed me, while still looking out at the busy city.
"Four?" I was a bit confused on what he meant by the four of us.
"Namjoon, Seokjin, you and me", he states simply. Air got trapped in my throat, "o-oh ok" I stuttered out from my never ending nerves jumping inside me.
"So, Jung Hoseok." His deep voice broke me from my own thoughts.
I cleared my throat and straightened my back more, if possible. "Y-yes sir..."
"Why do you want to work here at the Kim Company?" It's such a simple question, yet why do I feel like I don't even remember the alphabet. After taking a quiet deep breath, I spoke from my gut.
"It's been my dream to be a dancer, for as long as I can remember. When I first discovered Kim Company, about two years ago I believe. T-to be honest, I thought it was all cubicles and business, but it's not. I fell in love with it and thought of it as a new future and a chance for me." I explained, then glanced down at the grey cement floor of the balcony.
"When you say chance... what do you mean by that?" I looked back up, his back still facing me. 'If only I could see the face that goes to that amazing deep voice,' I shook my head, not really understanding why I thought of such a thing.
"My... um.... m-my family disowned me because they wanted an alpha for their next h-heir... and n-not a 'weak' omega.... they disowned both my elder sister and I for it... so she ran away and I followed her actions, by moving here. I went to my dream college and once I graduated, I applied for The Kim Company, for a chance to prove my parents wrong... that I'm not weak and that it's their mistake for throwing me out." My eyes shifted back down to the cement floor of the balcony.
"You very wise and strong, oh and by any chance, can you sing?" I shook my head, 'Mrs. Jung always told me to never sing because she said I had a terrible voice.' Keeping the thought to myself.
"A-a little, I used to sing all time, but I stopped." Keeping my eyes glued to the ground, another pair of feet come into my view. The scent of pine getting stronger.
"Why did you stop?" I felt my face get warm, too nervous to look up at the face that goes to that deep voice.
"M-my mom told me to stop because she said I sound awful... that it even made her ears bleed.... M-May I-I ask, why you are asking me s-sir?" He hummed, I feel like he was nodding his head, but I'm not sure.
"I make sure every omega and beta dancer has a second option when they work here. Such as; singing, song writing, the radio station, any position you'd like really...it's mainly in case if they get pregnant or something... plus you applied for music production as well, so I want to see what you got.... May I see your face now please. I apologize for giving you the cold shoulder for a bit there, but I would like to see the face of my new secretary... and also the new dance instructor." I gasped, my gaze shot up. I was in pure shock, my mouth was ajar, then seeing his face for the first time. I then slowly felt my face heat up, but I still couldn't believe his words. "Wait w-what... really?" He chuckled and nod his head. I gasp out a small breath, as I studied his features, his eyes, brown, yet had slight green tint to them. They were different, yet the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen on an alpha, and his hair was dark brown and it framed his face perfectly. I shook my head and cleared my throat, pretending that I didn't just stared at him.
"T-Thank you so much sir, I won't disappoint you," I gave him small bow and a big smile on my face.
"I know you won't Mr. Jung, I will also give you some time to think about what you exactly want to do for your second option. Right now, we will simply go over everything you'll be doing as my secretary." I nod and follow him inside to his office.
'To get to know you more would be a nice second option,' I thought to myself. Oh goodness I can't be head over heals for this alpha already. But his movements, they were so steady, yet strong at the same time. Oh sweet mother I am fucked, because if I don't chill, I will be a fan-girl soon, which I don't want to be. His voice then pulls me out of my thoughts.
"Go sit over there on the couch and I'll be over there in a moment." I nod and said a small 'ok', doing as told, slowly taking a seat onto the comfortable couch.

Taehyung's pov:
His stutter is so cute, his smile made butterflies in my stomach, his blushing face, his voice, and his vanilla scent... 'oh my lord Taehyung! Pull yourself together, he's probably like every other omega that wants you for your fame, money, and power... and I can't make the same mistake again...'
I shake my thoughts away and grab my laptop, heading over towards the couch. I sit down next to the blushing omega, I open up my laptop and type in a website for office furniture. I sighed and slid the laptop over in front of him. "Pick out the stuff you would like for your office and while you're doing that I'll go over the things you'll do as secretary and as a dancer, ok?" My eyes stare into his deep brown eyes, he nods his head, "y-yes s-sir." His stutter, 'oh my lord help me!' I huffed out a long breath, as I comb my fingers through my hair, clearing my throat. I lay back onto the couch, "Ok, so it's pretty simple, the paper work is mainly the stressful part, but don't be shy to ask me, Seokjin, Jimin, Namjoon, Jungkook, Yoongi and my sister for help. Or even other coworkers you will meet along the way." He then looks at me a bit confused, or shocked even.
"Wait, Jimin works here? As in like Park Jimin?" I nod, "Yup, he's been working here for about a year, he was a dance instructor, but now, sense he's pregnant, he's working by Yoongi and Junkooks side for music production. Also doing some clothes designing, I had no idea he was a professional seamstress.... Why? Do you know him?"
He nods his head slowly, "We're childhood friends, but I haven't seen him sense I left. I'm happy for him though, who's his mate? Do you know?" I chuckle, he looked at me even more confused, which was really cute in my opinion. "More like mates, both Yoongi and Jimin are carrying Jungkooks pups." His shocked face was priceless and again, the cutest thing I have ever seen. "H-How is that possible?" He asked, I only shrugged my shoulders, leaning forward, with one arm resting on my knees and my chin resting in my palm. "They're bonded, it's rare, but not many wolfs have matching tattoo marks anymore, but all three of them ended up with matching tattoo marks and they lit up and then yeah. I'm sure Jimin will tell you every, single detail once you two meet up." I stated, while also trying not to get lost in his beautiful, dark, doe eyes. 'Why do you haft to bite your bottom lip when you think?!' I mentally screamed to myself, trying not to fan-boy.
"O-ok, so um...", mentally punching myself for stuttering, I lean back into the couch, trying avoid the beautiful omega beside me, but his scent was there too.
"For your job as secretary, all you need to do is bring up paper work that you do finish. Of course, you're not going to do all the work, I'm not that evil, you're just pretty much proof reading for me. Once done you'll bring it up to me. If I need your assistance for anything, I'll call you up. I'll also email you whenever there's a meeting, party, etc. Now for a dance instructor, you make that schedule based on your time. You're free to use the dance studios whenever you want, I'm sure Namjoon told you that already though. And same goes for the music and recording studios. Ok?" He nod his head and said 'ok' in a soft voice.
I shake my head, "Taehyung", I stated.
"W-What?" I cleared my throat and straightened my back, "My name, it's Kim Taehyung, just call me Taehyung or Tae, if you'd like, I won't force you though. It's just, being called sir makes me feel old. I'm only eighteen," I chuckled out and watch how his face gets red again.
'If only I could openly tell you, that I have tattoo mark, that no one knows much about.... I'm looking for my destined mate, but my past holds me back.... But this omegas heart shaped smile makes my heart beat like crazy. I hope whatever my father has planned, is a good plan, because I promised myself that I wouldn't fall in love again, but this Omega is special', I thought to myself.

Hoseok's pov:
'Oh how I wish I could tell you that I have a tattoo mark myself, but they're so rare and it's so random to think about.... bring it up might even would be too weird. Jimin found his mates, maybe I'll find my destined mate... but Taehyung... ugh I don't know... why do I feel something might happen..." My mind raced with these random thoughts, but I pushed them away. Like I always should do and focus on more important things.