"Are you seriously going to steal my coffee?" Jin asked the guy who had taken up the cup of coffee he had ordered. He was already in a rush, and now some jerk was trying to steal his coffee.
"I am sorry, but my boss really needs this right now. Jane, please make him another one and refund him what he paid for this one." The man then turned and tried walking out of the shop, but was pulled back by his jacket.
"Does it look like I care about what your boss needs? Tell your boss to get in the damn line and buy his own coffee. Now give me back my coffee! You are absolutely ridiculous." Jin grabbed the cup of coffee out of the man's hand and stormed out of the store in anger.
The man was about to follow behind him when Jimin put his hand out and stopped him. "Sir, I didn't realize you were in here."
"Who was that guy?" Jimin questioned while looking towards the door.
"I am not sure sir, he-"
"That's Kim Seokjin, he is one of our regular customers. He comes here every morning around the same time before he goes to work. Most mornings, he is running late, so I often prepare his coffee ahead of time." Jane willingly explained to Jimin while smiling at him.
"Interesting. Would you happen to know where he works?"
"Umm, I think he is a therapist and works a few blocks away from here. Sometimes he comes in here for lunch, however not very often." Jane said while she played with her hair and flirted with Jimin, who was not even looking at her.
"So he assaults people's mind for a living, hmm. Beomgyu, forget the coffee. Call my assistant and let her know I need therapy. Have her schedule me an appointment with our new friend Kim Seokjin." Jimin commanded his driver and walked out of the coffee shop.
Beomgyu didn't think twice before pulling out his phone and doing as Jimin requested. He knew he was already in trouble for not getting Jimin's coffee when he wanted it. So he was hoping he could redeem himself by doing this new task he was given. It had been his second week as Jimin's driver, and he was beyond surprised that he had even made it past day one.
He was still unsure why Jimin even chose him out of his brothers to be his driver. He couldn't also look the man in the eye or get him his coffee on time much less to do half of what he needed him to do. But he guesses that driving was a lot better than getting his hands dirty.
*****
"Please tell me that was my last client for the day," Jin asked his assistant Namsuri while massaging his temple. He was hoping for an early day today. He usually is good at staying in the office until closing, but last night he had not gotten much sleep, so he was a bit exhausted.
"I wish I could say yes, but no. You have a new client that should be here in the next ten minutes."
"A new client? I told you not to accept new clients unless it's the beginning of the month. Namsuri, why don't you ever listen to me?" Jin wanted to strangle Namsuri for booking someone last minute.
"I am sorry, Jin, but they said it was important that they meet with you. They even agreed to pay us directly and upfront without using insurance." Namsuri tried his best to explain to Jin. He had tried to tell the lady on the phone that he couldn't schedule the appointment, but when she informed him that it was Park Jimin, he couldn't have Jin lose such an opportunity.
Counseling Park Jimin could turn his boss into a celebrity counselor. Which would be such a benefit for him as he would even get a promotion and a pay increase. It was an opportunity he was not going to let slip away from them.
"I don't care if they agreed to pay upfront or even without insurance. I don't counsel people based on whether they pay me or their insurance pays me. You should not have made this appointment without consulting me first. The next time you do something like this, I am going to seriously write you up. This is my business, and I would appreciate it if you respect my rules!" Jin stated firmly while folding his arms and glaring at his assistant. He was really rethinking the decision he had made to hire him.
"But it's Park Jimin!" Namsuri yelled out, hoping Jin would understand why he did what he did.
"And who the hell is Park Jimin? Is that supposed to mean something to me?"
"I am Park Jimin, and I don't think it needs to as of yet." Jimin walked in at the right moment to see the man who had caught his attention earlier, yelling at another guy. Jimin had come to an early judgment that this man liked to yell at others. His voice was very distinct, and something Jimin could easily remember.
Jin glared at his assistant and then turned to look at the man who had announced himself as Park Jimin. He was very much taken back by how well-defined and handsome the man before him was. "I am sorry you weren't supposed to hear that." Jin bowed and apologized to Jimin as he snapped himself out of the trance he was in.
"Don't worry about it. I am actually honored you don't know who I am. I feel a lot more comfortable being here. I guess I chose wisely." Jimin winked at Jin and smile.
As sexy and handsome as the man before him was, Jin was not okay with him winking at him.
"Umm, you can check-in with Namsuri, my assistant, and he will bring you to my office once you are all done, and we will then begin your first session." Jin gave Jimin and tight smile and walked away.
After Jimin had done working through the paperwork with Namsuri, which he found to be tedious. He dropped them on Namsuri's desk and asked him to take him to Jin as he could not afford to lose any more time out of his day. He had also made a note to have a talk with his assistant as she should've known better to complete the forms ahead of time.
*****
"So why don't you tell me a bit about yourself, and why exactly did you decide on seeking counseling?" Jin asked Jimin, who was sitting across from him.
Jimin leaned back in the chair he was in and played with his hair, "I am a busy man with a busy life. I have a lot of responsibilities and a lot of ownership when it comes to a lot of things. I have people around me that I can trust and people around me that I cannot trust. And because I have more people around me that I can't trust, I have developed an addiction."
"And what type of addiction is that?" Jin was intrigued as he typed down his notes on his computer.
"I don't really want to talk about that right now."
"Oh, okay, that's normal. Thanks for letting me know as we don't have to rush into that as of yet. Can you tell me what you would like to talk about or share about yourself?"
"I find you to be very attractive and a turn on. Are you single? If not, how about making yourself available for me?" Jimin licked his lips and leaned forward while staring over at Jin.
"Excuse me?" Jin had to remove his glasses to make sure he had heard correctly.
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Therapy | Jinmin ✔️
FanfictionOne is good at providing healing. The other is good at killing. A Jinmin Fanfic. Mature Audiences Only. This story contains explicit and potentially triggering content.