JiKook Oneshots (Not Mine)

Daddy And His Baby (Pt 1)

Jimin immediately notices Jungkook as soon as he exited that door, but he pretends to focus on work. As he expected, Jungkook is walking towards him with a scowl. He mentally smirks. This must be what the rumors say about Jungkook's "warm" welcome to the new employees. The moment the younger entered his line of sight, he isn't convinced that this cutie is a heartless guy. Time to confirm his suspicions about the CEO's son.

So he just continues typing the documents, pretending that Jungkook, who already reached his desk, isn't there. At this, Jungkook's scowl deepens. He hates being ignored by his employees, whether it be intentional or not. He wants them to give him their fullest attention, but it seems that the new guy isn't oriented properly about it. So he clears his throat. "Hey, new guy."

Said person stops typing and turns his office chair to face Jungkook. Jimin has to use all his willpower not to smirk. "Why hello, sir Jungkook," Jimin says. "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"What is your name?" Jungkook asks.

"Park Jimin."

Just then, Jungkook turns all cocky, saying, "Just so you know, if you mess up, I'll make sure you're fired as soon as possible." 
But Jimin doesn't even blink, narrowing his eyes as he retorts, "How about you make sure your own work is good before you criticize mine, spoiled brat?" He makes sure to add the last part for good measure as he gauges the other's reaction.

Sure enough, Jungkook is shook. He has his mouth agape and his expression is just cute. So cute that Jimin almost shows him a smug grin. Almost. It's the first time someone talked back at him. But instead of firing Jimin, he found himself blushing out of embarrassment, confirming Jimin's suspicions of him pretending to be cold and all.

Jungkook glares at the new guy before snapping at everyone who was looking at their direction. "GET BACK TO WORK!" he shouts. Everyone scurries back into their own businesses while Jungkook goes back into his own office, but he didn't notice Jimin not so subtly looking at his gorgeous piece of ass with a smirk on his face.

"Cocky little brat ," Jimin says. Jungkook may be the CEO's son, but that's all there is to it. One look at Jungkook and he knows that he could put the brat in his proper place. After all, Jungkook's blush already gave him away.

"You're an asshole with a great ass ," Jimin says when they pass by each other again later at the same day as he reaches for the coffee cup.

Jungkook blushes and tells him to shut up, walking away but turning around to see if Jimin is looking at him. And sure enough, he is. He's drinking his coffee and checking Jungkook's great body out. At this, Jungkook feels flattered. Outside, he plays it cool and walks away as if nothing happened. But inside, his inner self is squealing because who wouldn't? Jungkook's not blind. He saw Jimin's physique. He can tell beneath the slightly tight office shirt that Jimin is muscular. The older's arms are the type that can trap him against the glass windows of his office. And those thick thighs that grinds against as he whimpers for more. The guy obviously works out. He wonders what Jimin would look like ---okay, . Jungkook stops himself because "hell no! What the am I thinking? Yes, he is handsome and gorgeous but...no! Just no! I'm too good for him anyway." Yeah, the cocky attitude is back again. But he doesn't know what Jimin has in mind.

Jimin smirks when he sees Jungkook walking away. "He totally wants me," he laughs to himself and goes back to his desk, thinking about all the things he'd like to do to the younger male when he has a chance. Maybe lay him across his lap and slap his cute ass until it's all red. Jungkook begging and whimpering for Jimin's cock to be inside him. Jesus, just thinking about it gives Jimin a boner . Great. Just great.

Meanwhile, Jungkook sits back in his office and pulls his hair in frustration. Park Jimin. A guy he met literally just a few hours ago. Stuck in his head like a plague that wouldn't go away. It infuriates him, yet it also makes him feel giddy inside. Like the butterflies in his stomach are purposely making chaos just because of Park fuckingJimin. "This isn't good," he mutters to himself. As he struggles to find a way to make the Greek god go away, his office phone rings. He sighs in relief. "Finally, a distraction," he mutters. As he answers the phone, Dara speaks from the other line.

 "Jungkook, your father wants to have a meeting with all of the employees on your floor."

Jungkook gulps. This is bad. "Is t-the new employee i-included?" he mentally slaps himself for asking that question and for stuttering.

"Yes, he will be included with our meeting."

Jungkook chokes out a thank you before hanging up. This is really bad. He will be inside a small room, with his father, and worst of all, with Park Jimin. He wishes to die right there, but he knows that if he keeps his father waiting, he'll be double dead. So he goes out of his office and calls everyone's attention. "The CEO called for a meeting. All of employees are obliged to come," he says with a loud voice. He tries not to look at Jimin's face because he knows that he will lose his ability to walk just from those intense eyes.

He immediately proceeds to the elevator without another word. But alas, he's out of luck. Jimin just barely catches the elevator, standing next to him. Jungkook looks away, pretending as if the older male is not there. Avoiding any attempts of conversation as Jimin tries to look at his face. 

"Are you ignoring me?" Jimin asks with a small chuckle, finding it nothing more than amusing. Jungkook stays quiet, he doesn't trust his voice enough to speak properly. And Jimin is so close, leaning even closer, clearly not caring about the obvious hint the younger male is giving about not wanting him that close. "Will you stop ignoring me already?" Jimin says, rather suggestively at that, pressing Jungkook against the mirror inside of the elevator. "Or do I have to do something to make you let out a noise?" He grins, sliding his hand across Jungkook's abdomen. Just why did Jungkook have to be with Jimin, and Jimin alone, inside an elevator that is going ten floors up?

And just when Jungkook thinks that his luck ran out, the universe is not done playing a sick joke against him. As the elevator continues running, it suddenly stops just three floors away from their intended floor. "There was a slight malfunction in the power supply. It will take about 10 minutes to reboot the elevators. We're very sorry for your inconvenience," the voice on the speakers says.

Jungkook is mortified. He feels that the universe is ganging up against him. That was the time he properly looks at Jimin. The latter smirks even wider, knowing that he has Jungkook's full attention now. "So, we're stuck here for 10 minutes," he chuckles, leaning closer at the frozen male. "Let's pass the time, shall we?"

But Jungkook keeps his mouth shut. He knows that glaring won't work with this one, so he shuts his eyes too. Though that might be one of his biggest mistakes. The moment his eyes are closed, he feels the softest lips against his own, kissing him gently. He squeaks, eyes snapping open. Jungkook covers his mouth when Jimin pulls away, looking at him. Jungkook can't help the blush rising to his face and the warmth spreading all over his body. "God," Jimin runs a hand through his silver hair, pulling his bangs up and Jungkook can't help but think how hot that is. "From the moment you talked to me, I wanted to destroy you." He grabs Jungkook's tie and pulls him closer,kissing his lips. "You're so cute when you pretend to be all tough and manly. I'm sure you're tired of  that. Don't you want me to take care of you?"

"I-I..." Jungkook stutters. He doesn't know what to say. Jimin sees right through him. All those years of acting tough just to make his father proud. He can't believe that a guy he met a few hours ago can tell if he's faking it or not. Can he really stop all his act for this man in front of him? It could be a way to flirt him, to get his attention. But the temptation is too juicy. Too luscious. Too sinful...

And he wants it.