just one day || a jimin ff

Chapter Twenty One: Spilled Coffees And Broken Noses.

"Hey, it's okay. People mess up sometimes."

"I didn't mess up, Song-i, I dug up my own grave. My time's coming. Write a nice eulogy, will you?"

"Oh come on, it couldn't have been that bad," Seokjin chuckled as he sat beside you on the bed, patting your head gently.

"Right?", he hesitated when he saw your glare.

"Oh no, it was THAT bad."

"I'm so sorry, I can't believe how clumsy I am," you nervously chuckled while trying to clean up the mess you had made of the coffee table. You had spilled the cup of coffee for Joon all over the table and it was slowly dripping down to the floor.

You died a little inside as you saw just a tiny hint of irritation on Adora's face.

"It's okay," she said, with a sigh, "Just clean it up and come over to the studio room fast."

You felt your eyes almost tear up as you hear her footsteps walk away. This was your worst nightmare. You were more than ready to hijack a bus and drive it off a cliff, taking all the passengers with you cause why the fuck not?

"Oh, poor baby," Jin cooed as he pulled you into a hug. Not just you actually, he was hugging the whole burrito of blankets you had cocooned yourself into. His arms didn't reach all the way across your body, but his hug was still tight and you felt his warmth seep through the many layers of blankets.

"I'm never going into that building again," you mumbled into Jin's neck, feeling his shoulders move in a chuckle as you did.

"So you spilled some coffee. That's not the worst thing in the world, not, is it?"

"No, it isn't"

You held your head down as you entered the room. Yoongi hadn't seen the mess you had made, which was a relief, but you were still embarrassed. You stole a look at Adora, who was too busy humming a melody, headphones visibly vibrating because of the loud music. Joon was leaning down next to her, his eyes fixed on the computer screen but tilted towards Adora's headphones in an attempt to listen in to whatever was playing. Jhope hadn't come to the studio today, which was slightly disappointing cause he was definitely someone who would have been comforting to have around on my first day. You quietly made your way towards Joon's desk and kept his coffee on his desk, making sure to be as gentle as possible.

You hurried towards your desk, which was right in the corner of the room, a considerable distance from everyone. You placed your book on the desk and dropped yourself onto your chair, relief flooding you.

Then, you got to work.

You were absorbed into the beats, your headphones on full volume. Your feet were tucked into each other into the chair, your head bent towards the screen in an almost feral stance. You were so lost into your work that you didn't notice the fact that you were inches away from falling headfirst into your computer. Neither did you notice Yoongi making his way towards your desk. Or when he cleared his throat to get your attention.

"Okay, hold up."

"Yeah, nice idea, I don't wanna talk about it either", you said. Jin chuckled, but Song-i just looked at you in a stern manner, while shaking her head as she continued.

"How bad? I feel like I need to be prepared."

"Oh, it's bad. You'll see."