One Night | BTS FF

Chapter 26

~Jimin's POV~

Yoongi didn't come home last night. So much for that see you later, but I couldn't blame him. He was having trouble with his company because of the news. Well no, his company didn't take an actual toll. The products he sells are nice enough that the girls that are mad at him for having a boyfriend aren't boycotting them, but they are still coming and wrecking havoc around his building. I wouldn't be surprised if he was stuck there and that's why he didn't come home, but...

I sighed, and slowly sat up in bed. I attempted to call Yoongi, but it went to voicemail. I clicked my tongue in annoyance, and began to change into a hoodie and a hat, before I went downstairs and drove to Min Corp, bringing some take out with me. Thankfully whenever I arrived, it seemed lile the egging had stopped and they were peacefully protesting now. Employees were sending the girls wary glances as they went into the building, but they all got in safe and sound. I ran my fingers through my hair and sat nervously in my car for a few minutes, before I put on a big pair of sunglasses and slowly made my way to the building. The entire time I was walking between the two divided crowds of girls, I was silently praying that none of them would recognize me. I sighed in relief whenever I got inside, but I was stopped by security.

"Name and identification." One of them said, and I frowned.

"Um...why?"

"To look you up in the system. We're taking high security measures to insure that no one that doesn't work here gets inside, so no one gets hurt." He said, as he eyed me up and down.

"I think it's pretty obvious by the look of me that I don't work here. I'm Yoongi hyung's boyfriend. He didn't come home last night, so...I wanted to check on him." I explained, and took off my glasses so he could see my face. "The ladies at the desk will know me if you don't believe me. My name is Park Jimin." I fished out my wallet and showed him my driver's license. "See?"

The guard frowned, before he looked at another guard. "Take him to reception. If the girls at the desk don't recognize him, throw him out and tell Mr. Min. I'm sure he'll be sued for trespassing." The guard said, and the other one nodded.

He grabbed me roughly by the arm and I hissed in pain as he drug me up to reception. Whenever we got there, he shoved me forward and asked the woman at reception, "Do you know him?"

The woman looked up at us and smiled at me. "Oh, yes. You can go on up, honey. I'm sure Mr. Min will be glad to see you right now."

I smiled back at her. "Thank you, miss." I said, and threw the guard wary glances before I took me and my takeout up the elevator towards Yoongi's office.

I knocked quietly on the door, but there wasn't an answer. I frowned, and peeked into the room, giggling quietly whenever I saw Yoongi sleeping in his chair. I stepped inside and softly closed the door, before I walked up to him quietly. I kissed his forehead, before I gently shook him awake.

He groaned and yawned, stretching out his stiff body before he slowly looked up at me. "Jimin?" He mumbled in his sexy morning voice. "Baby, what are you doing here?" He asked, and I hugged him.

"You didn't come home last night, so..." I kissed his cheek, and showed him the takeout bag. "I brought breakfast. Are you hungry?"

I haven't eaten since yesterday morning." He grumbled. "I couldn't leave because of those girls, and the cafeteria is closed during the weekend. You couldn't have better timing, babe." He said, and pecked my lips. I smiled and handed him one of the two boxes along with some chopsticks, and his eyes lit up whenever he saw that I didn't get anything cheap from a fast food restaurant.

"Thank you, baby." He said, and I nodded and kissed the top of his head.

"How long have you gotten to sleep?" I asked, and he huffed.