The Secrets in the Office ✓

Part 15

Jin's POV~

I roughly wipe my tears away as I walked to my office again, I glance at Namjoon's stupid girlfriend that held a stupid smirk on her face.
"Well, well." Coco mumbles, stopping me in my tracks.

"What could you possibly need?" I snap.
"Ah-ah! Watch it, I'm a higher rank than you, aren't I?" Coco tries to smile sweetly, but all I see is a complete garbage can full of shit.

"Okay." I shrug.
"Seokjin, isn't it? You're the one my husband was around so much!" Coco exclaims.

"He's not your husband." I remark.
"Soon to be, lovely." Coco stares into the air, sighing happily.

"Well, unfortunate to say. He's mine now, and you can't touch him. If I see you touch, talk, or even breathe next to him, I'll have you OFF your high horse and have you and your huge paycheck CANCELED. Okay, love?" Coco smiles.

"Yeah, okay. And, pull down your short skirt, your flat ass is almost showing." I rebuke to her, walking away afterwards.
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I solemnly just write and type my work away, ignoring Taehyung and Hoseok that tried to get my attention. I slowly set my pencil down. The shift was over for my friends.

Unluckily, I have a night shift in this hell hole. I hug the five of my friends goodbye, and wave to them, eventually sitting back down. I didn't bother to glance at Namjoon that was in the corner of my eye. He set a coffee on my desk, but I picked it up.

It was hard to choose where to throw the hot, steaming coffee on. The trash can, Namjoon's face, or the garbage can full of shit girlfriend. I walked to the trashbin, throwing the coffee away. I didn't want anything from Namjoon.

"It was your favorite." Namjoon whines.
"I don't care. You're not getting me back, Namjoon. You make me sick, now move." I mumble, sitting on my chair.

Yesterday, I was actually thinking of telling the truth to my friends. And I think it's a good idea. I can't stand lying to my greatest friends about something and someone that doesn't even matter anymore.

I hope for more good days.
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My small whistles fill the ground level of the building as I got ready to leave. I was packed with a huge coat that was up to my upper thighs, a scarf, mittens, and the hood of my coat wrapped around my head securely.

It was snowing really hard this particular day. Spring wasn't soon, but I will still be waiting for that spring day. Where everything cold melts, and beautiful things grow.

I still love Namjoon. I admit it, but I think it's best to let go.
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