Oneshots || BTS

Interview || K.SJ

Your footsteps echoed in the empty hallways, you pressed the file against your chest tightly. To say that you were anxious would definitely be an understatement. After all, it isn't everyday that you get your job application accepted in one of the most renowned companies of Seoul and also get called for an interview there. As awesome as it sounds it's equally nerve-wrecking.

Your footsteps came to a halt as you had reached the door  which you had been directed to go to. Taking in a deep breath, you took a second to collect yourself together before you actually knocked on the door. When you heard a definite 'Come in' coming from the other side of the door you twisted the doorknob and entered, saying your prayers.

Well can we just pause in there cause I think I got my calculations wrong. Cause the person sitting on the leather armchair looked like nothing you were expecting, not even in your wildest dreams. First lets know what your expectations were, well, you were expecting a short-tempered aged man with facial hair, thin glasses and wrinkles, and so on, not a man with a clean shaved shinning face and tousled chocolate hair. And guess what, no glasses.

You almost stumbled on air. The man quirked up an eyebrow. After that, well, you kind of got confused about what to do next and  just stood rooted to the ground with the file.

"The seat in front of me is empty, why not sit on it?" He asked in a doubtful tone and damn man voice, it was like honey dripping from his lips.

You quickly occupied the seat, gulping hard in the process, breaking into cold sweat. Watch me get fired even before I get the job.

"File?" A sudden voice pulled you out of your trance.

"Huh? Ah, yes!" You panicked, handing the file to the man. He accepted the file before opening it and going through it professionally while you just nervously starred at him. But then he suddenly stopped on a particular page. You watched as a frown successfully made its way to his face, his eyes squinted.

"You got an A*on your Italian cuisine course." He said all of a sudden making you frown for awhile, but then your eyes dilated. You stood up in reflex as your eyes slowly drifted towards the paper in his hands, the moment you got a peek of it, your heart fell. You came to realize that you had inserted a wrong paper in the file.

Moments later you realized just how dangerously close your faces were, which caused you to instantly jerk back with a pink hue creeping on your face. However before you could even manage to apologize for your foolish mistake the handsome man spoke up.

"I enjoy cooking as well." He said, throwing you absolutely off guard.

"Yes sir, I'm extremely sorry for that." You shamefully murmured. But then it hit you and you shot your head up in pure astonishment.

"W-wait what?" You stuttered out earning a chuckle from the man.

"I said, I enjoy cooking as well." He repeated himself for you. Both of you just starred at each other. For a bit too long maybe. Okay, it seemed like an eternity before either of you looked away. Damn it, he's my freaking boss, what is happening.

"So sir, I have passed form the Seoul University and am currently doing a-"

"Cut that work shit, tell me something about your cooking. I'm way more interested in that." He whined making your muscles go stiff. You internally questioned yourself whether the person sitting in front of you was really your boss or not.

"Sorry, but I mean you're my boss and I'm supposed to formally talk to-" You tried to explain your point only to be cut off.

"Oh go to Mars with the formalities, come on just because all the bosses are like demons, you can't expect me to be like them, go on, tell me something about Italian food." He urged with a reassuring smile. You were out of the world confused, what is happening?

"U-uh, well sir-" And you were cut off mid sentence, again.

"Seokjin is just fine. Or even better, just call me Jin." What the heck?

"Well Jin," you began hesitantly. At his encouraging nod, you continued speaking about food.

Even your boss, Seokjin, chirped in at times to make a comment about the food. He himself spoke about traditional Korean food proudly, soon enough all the awkwardness evaporated as you occasionally laughed at Jin's sarcastic remarks. The uneasiness was replaced with eagerness to converse more about the shared interest among the two of you.

Then, out of habit, your eyes automatically drifted towards the watch on your left wrist. Holy shit! You had just spent 30+ minutes gossiping with your boss about ravioli, risotto, and bibimbaps instead of answering formal questions for the interview.

"Uh si-Jin, what about the interview?" You nervously piped about the thing you both happened to forget about.

"Well, you will be hired if you can answer a single question." He said, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Well bring it on." You said with much confidence, eyeing the smiling dark-haired boy.

"Am I handsome or not?" You choked on nothing, blinking rapidly but Jin's expression remained serious.

"Y-yes of course." You awkwardly said, shifting on your seat.

"What? Can't hear you." He said in a playful manner and put a hand behind his ear to hear you properly.

Ughh, things I have to do to get a job. Okay no, it's true.

"You are worldwide handsome." You commented with a weird smile.

"I know right." He said with a proud grin passing some narcissistic remarks before finally looking at you who was blushing.

"Oh, you're hired by the way." He gave you the information with a cheerful smile. Your eyes widened as you endlessly thanked him and kept on bowing. Then realizing your stupid action you hesitantly took your file only to stand there for a moment.

"Hey Jin, maybe we could get together and cook sometimes?" He chuckled before nodding enthusiastically.

"Just what I was waiting for, sure I'll come and pick you up from the office tomorrow."