Boss From Hell | Th+Jm

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Three days before hell

Jimin walked up to the huge house and Sunji hugged him with a deep frown.

"I don't want to go to mommy she's mean." He whined. Jimin looked down at his son's distressed face.

"Aww baby it'll only be for two hours." Sunji held out his pinky and Jimin took it.

"I promise I'll be here to pick you up." The door opened and she stood there with a cigarette in her mouth and revealing clothes. She had probably gone partying the night before.

"You're smoking now? He has asthma Hansun." She rolled her eyes and threw it in a bush.

"Hi, Sunji." She bends down and Sunji coughs. "What are you coughing for you little brat." Jimin watched as she picked him up the wrong way. He diverted his gaze and she looked him up and down.

"Who knew you had money to buy a suit."

"Just shut your mouth I'm not here for you to judge me. I want Sunji signed up for Hwangyun prep and prepared to start on Monday do you understand me?" She rolled her eyes and nodded.

"Bye baby, daddy loves you." He hands her a bag of stuff he'd need and walked off to his car. He drove to the address and stopped in the city. The building was a tall skyscraper with a good amount of floors. He read the message that read 12th floor.

"Hello, can I help you?" A lady said at the front desk

"Oh yeah Umm I'm Park Jimin I'm here for an interview?" The lady smiled.

"There are so many interviews they had to split them up. Ummm.... oh ok yes... yikes. You have your interview on the top floor which is floor 30" Jimin question why she said yikes.

"With Mr. Kim Taehyung." Then he said yikes himself. That was the name of Jungkook's boss he hated. "Oh and here." The lady opened a draw and took out a plain black tie.

"He hates striped ties." Jimin made a small 'o' with his lips and took it off before putting the new one on. "You can keep it, good luck!" He thanks her and went to the elevator, he took it up to the 30th floor and once the elevator opened he was greeted with a man who sat at a desk. Next to him sat an empty seat.

"Hi, I'm Seokjin I'm one of his secretaries." He stood up and bowed. "Are you here for the secretary position?"

"Y-yeah I'm Jimin." He bowed as well and he nodded.

"Ok, I'll go see if he's ready for the next." He walked to a huge glass door and Jimin tried to peak in. But it wasn't so easy. As soon as Seokjin opened the door a lady came out crying.

Jimin furrowed his eyebrows and she looked up.

"He's a fucking monster." She yells before walking off to the elevator.

"Pffttt she's just joking," Seokjin says with a nervous laugh. "You can go in." He gave him a weird look and Jimin walked in nervously.

A man sat at a desk sipping what looked like coffee. It was organized and extremely neat. Inside smelt like peppermint.

At the desk was Mr. Kim Taehyung. He was wearing an all-black suit with a navy blue tie. His dark brown orbs pierced Jimin as he walked in. His hair was straight and swept off his face effortlessly, as an earring dangled off each ear.

"I'm not hiring a makeup artist. You can stare later. Please take a seat." Jimin blinked a few times before taking the seat in front of the desk and handing over his resume. 

"I'm Park Jimin I-,"

"I can see everything I need on your resume." He says shutting him up. He flipped through it with interesting looks and confused looks.