Accidentally Assisting

Chapter 6 - Move in with me

"Rose. Hey, Rose, wake up." A raspy voice wakes me up from the land of dreams, and suddenly, I'm face to face with Jeon Jungkook.

Somehow, his facial features look different at night: he seems younger, softer, sweeter, and I have to resist the urge to hug him.

Then I remember that's he's my boss, and that I just fell asleep in his freaking living room.

While doing work for him.

Shit, shit, shit.

Immediately, I sit, noticing that it's dark outside. Didn't I just nap? How come it's already dark? "What time is it?" I ask, my voice barely a whisper.

Jungkook just watches me, unfazed. "1 am."

What the hell? This is the most embarrassing day of my life. I can't believe I'm letting Jungkook see me like this. Sleepy and vulnerable. I should have never agreed to go with him. Never, ever.

"I'm sorry," I splutter, to which he just rolls his eyes.

"Stop apologizing for irrelevant things. Come now, let's get you to a real bed upstairs."

To a real bed? No, no, no, I'm going home. This has been too much Jungkook for a day. If possible, I need to avoid embarrassing myself even more. "Thanks for the offer, but I'm going home."

"Home?" he scoffs. "Don't be ridiculous, Rose. I looked at your address, you don't exactly live in the safest neighborhood. There's no way I'm letting you go home all by yourself at this hour."

Letting me? I'm too tired to discuss this with him right now, but we're going to have to have a talk about what being my boss really means. Because at the moment, we don't seem to have the same definition.

Hastily, I stand up. Maybe if I show him that I feel completely awake and responsible, he'll let me go. Except my body does not seem to be aware of my plans, since I stumble as soon as I get up, and the only thing preventing me from falling are Jungkook's strong arms, holding me.

The way he immediately catches me shows how much he's been expecting me to behave like a sleepy, clumsy child, and that makes the situation even worse. My cheeks are heating up; my only hope right now is that he can't read the humiliation on my face due to the darkness of the room.

"Easy there," he mumbles amusedly, his voice suddenly very close to my ear.

How come he looks so good while wearing simple great sweats and a T-Shirt? And why does he smell so nice? And why does the most attractive man I've ever seen in my lifetime have to be my boss?

Then, he lets go of me before wrapping his fingers around my wrist and leading me upstairs to one the guest bedrooms, I presume. While his actions are in no shape or form violent, they have something clearly authoritative about them signaling to me I've lost the fight, and I can't help but dropping my shoulders a little bit in defeat.

We stop in front of the opened door. I glance inside to see a hotel-like bed, and I have to admit that it does present a much better option right now than the sofa here or even the couch I sleep on at Eun's place.

Jungkook, who's been silent the entire time, turns to me. "Here we are, Rose. I put one of my T-Shirts on the bed in case you don't want to sleep in your day clothes. And the room is directly connected to a bathroom, so feel free to use it tomorrow morning."

I nod, already half asleep again and barely taking in what he's saying.

Maybe it's due to my lack of reaction or my bizarre behavior during this entire day, but suddenly, Jungkook's face is full of genuine concern as he tries to read my face. "Are you going to be alright, Rose?"