𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐀|𝙱𝚃𝚂 𝙾𝙽𝙴𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚃𝚂|[𝐄]

Dom/Sub Space (Part II)[E]

𝐃𝐨𝐦/𝐒𝐮𝐛 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞 | 𝐘𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐨𝐤 |𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐈𝐈

"Hyung, Seokjin is calling me. I need to go home early. You don't mind meeting the new choreographer alone do you?" Namjoon pleaded, his hands clasped together, lips formed in a pout. "You know how Seokjin gets if I wouldn't go home. Please hyung?"

The pale man scoffed, rolling his eyes. He's really thankful that Jimin is a busy college student, not a needy housewife. Don't get him wrong, Seokjin is an amazing person and hyung however it's quite infuriating to have Namjoon going home early. Perhaps that's how marriage and having a family works, Yoongi thought.

"Alright. But please tell Seokjin hyung to avoid asking for you during work hours? We're CEOs of a large company Joon-ah." Yoongi said bluntly, ignoring Namjoon's numerous apologies.

"Yes, yes hyung. I'm sorry. I'll be back as soon as I can alright?!" Namjoon smiled before leaving Yoongi's office with a slam. Yoongi just sighed and turned to his notebook, the page messy with rushed writings of lyrics. He continued to work in silence, letting his brain explore all his stored knowledge to make a new song.

A light knock resounded from the door.
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Hoseok was excited to start his job and finally fix his life. After years of wasting his Bachelor of Dance degree to partying and fucking around, he finally decided to stop being a disappointment than he already is.

So with a spring on his step, he went to his new bosses' office. He wasn't worried that they'll be strict or mean to him. Everyone told him they're nice as long as he'll treat them with respect, which he certainly will. Hoseok made deep breathes to sooth his nerves before knocking on the door lightly.

A deep voice that made his dick twitch slightly invited him in. No Hoseok, he thought. You're over being a slut. It's all in the past.

"I-I'm coming in." He stuttered, breathing deeply, in a pathetic attempt to calm down. He held the silver knob tightly before slowly opening the door, stepping into the room. When Hoseok saw the man sitting on the desk, his breath hitched as the door automatically closed behind him.

Pale, veiny, and long arms... Shit those hands, Hoseok thought, gulping as he did so. Those hands could just choke me, slap me, hit me silly- shit! Stop being a fucking slut!

"G-good day to you..." Hoseok froze. He has no idea who is in front of him. He was only told that his bosses are named Kim and Min. He should've really looked at the nameplate outside.

"MinPD-nim?" Hoseok greeted unsurely, bowing as he did so, eyes glued on the man's hands.
The man chuckled lightly.

"No need to be nervous and that formal, Hoseok-ah." His boss said, walking over to him and helped him stand straight. The contact made Hoseok shiver, his dick twitching when he heard the man's voice and saw his hands up close.