Goodbye, Mr. Kim | kth.

7. Overwhelmed

Tuesday—07:01 AM

It's not shocking to wake up and found a big, dark circle under your eyes.
You went back at 1 AM this morning, having to help drunk Hoseok that accidentally threw up in the kitchen after all of the effort you did to make the lemon water.

After preventing himself from alcohol poisoning and stomach problem through vomiting, he felt his eyelid became heavier as he drifted off to sleep. While laying down on the floor. You cleaned up the mess before taking care of him afterwards.

You wanted to call Mr. Min to help you but when you exited the kitchen, you saw him sleeping on top of a row of chairs. You sighed and called taxi to escorted them to Hoseok's place, since it's the only place Taehyung know when you called him.

Then you arrived back just to see your husband sleeping already.

You sighed, collecting the energy to get up from the bed and get ready to go to the office.

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"[Y/N], you look lifeless." Your colleague, Jin-ah approached you with her honest, brutal statement.

"Yeah, I know." You replied to her as you stare at your reflection in the bathroom mirror. Jin-ah stood beside you, re-applying a peach lipstick to her lips.

"Are you worried about what Mr. Kyungsoo just said in the meeting?" She made a 'pop' sound with her lips and putting her lipstick back to her purse.

A sighed escape from your lips, "Not that, I just have a lot on my mind." You drooped your head, making contact with the sink.

Jin-ah nodded and gave you a pat on your back. "Well, okay then. Good luck with your surprise presentation for tomorrow."

The topic of the meeting triggered you and pressured you more. "Thanks.." You muttered.

You sighed for the last time before returning to your desk and continue your work. Just when you sit down on your uncomfortable chair, your phone vibrated.

'Hi [Y/N]. Sorry I didn't reply right away.'

It's from Jimin. You forgot he had something he wanted to tell you two days ago.

'Can we meet on Thursday night? I'll tell you the location later.'

You immediately reply, 'No worries. Sure, see you on Thursday!'.

Your phone vibrated right before you place it on the desk, you thought it's Jimin trying to add some details right away. You clicked the notification and it directs you to the chat bar on Yoongi's number.

'I'm very sorry for all of the trouble I caused you last night, Mrs. [Y/N].'

"Oh sh--!"

You hurriedly exited the message screen but it was left on read already. You were not ready to interact with him yet, not after the awkward confession last night. You promised to reply him later tonight as you place your phone back.

You want to have an overthinking session with your mind regarding this matter, but your computer screen screams 'Deadline!' with the small calendar tab that shows three big exclamation mark on tomorrow's date.

Turns out your whole successful achievement is only the beginning of your supervisor's evil scheme. He wanted you to develop the article as a presentation for the meeting with the executives tomorrow, as a data resources for teenager's food and beverage trend nowadays.

He was expecting so much from you that you can't reject his proposal. Thus, here you are, sacrificing your lunch break to complete the presentation by the end of the day and practicing for tomorrow.