𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈.𝐓 𝐆𝐔𝐘 |

two

Working next to Hoseok is a great distraction, Jimin manages to get through the paperwork quicker than expected and answered a few emails.

Ever since Jungkook has been working at his desk, he hasn't looked back once. Scared that he might catch him staring again.

He's also been dutifully ignoring Seokjin and Taehyung, who are shamelessly discussing how hot Jungkook is behind him and Hoseok —really hoping the guy in question couldn't hear any of this.

Namjoon thankfully passed by at some point to see how they were all getting on, Jimin explained that his computer was getting updated when the other asked why he was sitting next to Hoseok.

When he's gone Taehyung and Seokjin get straight back to pestering him again.

"Piss off you hoes." He spins round and harshly whispers, having enough of Seokjin poking him with his ruler.

It might've been a little too loud though because Jungkook looks over at him and smirks before focusing on the computer again.

For the third time today Jimin feels himself blushing with embarrassment, as much as he's nice to look at, he wants him gone, so some order could be restored in the office—and he could keep whatever is left of his remaining dignity.

"You should him ask out for drinks." Taehyung suggests.

"Why should I? You two are the ones eye fucking him." Jimin says, a lot quieter this time.

"Like you wasn't." Seokjin scoffs. "I know that look Jiminie, you only ever get it when you're interested in someone. Ask him out there's no harm in getting to know him."

"I absolutely will not."

"Why not? You think we didn't see him checking you out too. He's totally feeling it." Jimin narrows his eyes at them both, he'd be inclined to say they were lying but he couldn't tell. Most of the time he was trying to avoid Jungkook's gaze so he has no idea if he was even looking. "Come on, you know you want to. You need some friends anyway."

"I swear Hobi hyung, I regret moving in with them."

Jimin sighs refusing to answer Jin, turning back around and Hoseok laughs at his distress.

"Well to be fair he is cute." Hoseok says while jotting something down in his notebook. "Besides, there hasn't been this much excitement since that time Namjoon sajangnim wore a suit, let them live just this once."

Ah one of the few glorious memories they all hold dear, Namjoon had a meeting one day with some fancy CEO lady and came to the office wearing a fitted black suit, white shirt buttoned all the way up, with no tie and his blonde hair styled.

Even Yoongi had given him an appreciative glance.

Namjoon though was oblivious to the hungry stares that even the receptionists were giving him, smiling and greeting everyone as usual.

That day should truly go down in history.

Deciding he wants no more to do with this conversation, Jimin dedicates his attention back to his work.

It wasn't long after when he feels someone tap his shoulder and turns around to see Jungkook, his stomach immediately flips at the sight of him.

"Hey you're all set up, when you're ready I can show you how it works." He says and Jimin nods standing up, wiping his clammy hands against his trousers.

It was unbelievably hard not to check out Jungkook's butt as he walks behind him, feeling like he's becoming just as bad as his friends.