26th day of hell
The office was quiet as Jin ran to grab some bagels for Taehyung as he requested. Jin didn't hesitate to go as he also wanted some bagels himself.
Jimin twirled the pen in his hand while thinking Of his new apartment, Sunji, and to his dismay Taehyung.
"You don't seem as busy as I'd like you to be." He says with a questionable tone. Jimin stood up and shrugged.
"When you're such a delightful worker as I am, you don't get too busy and you get your work down fast." Jimin walked from behind his desk and stumbles on Taehyung's feet.
"Did you just step on my fucking shoes? Do you know how much these costs?" Taehyung spoke with venom laced in his voice.
"Probably more than my rent, I don't see why you'd spend that much money on shoes though." Jimin rolled his eyes. Taehyung put his foot up on the desk with a smile.
"Clean it... or you're fired." Jimin scoffed.
"I'd rather be fired than clean your shoes." Both he and Taehyung knew Taehyung wouldn't dare jeopardize such a good employee.
"I-I well I won't give you the pleasure of firing you." He says and Jimin smiles. Caught right in his fingers.
"You're funny you know that?" He shrugs.
"Whatever shouldn't you be at lunch?" Taehyung asks.
"Yeah but I'm not hungry. My mind has been busy lately and I lose my appetite pretty quickly.."
"Busy, about what? Me?" He says cockily.
Yes, "No ass hole you're nothing to keep my mind busy over." Taehyung pressed his hand against his chest as if hurt.
"You're not so kind with your words," Taehyung says. While turning around to face him. Jimin leaned up against the desk and shrugs.
"You aren't either. I'm like a child whatever energy you give me I'll return ten folds." Taehyung chuckles.
"A cute child." Taehyung blurts. Jimin looks at home with an unreadable expression. It was silent for a bit until Jimin found himself looking at his lips.
Wow, they look soft.
He thought to himself. Taehyung on the other hand saw the daring stare. And for some reason he liked it. It was probably the defying of gravity that brought their heads closer together because they certainly weren't moving their heads themselves. In a second their lips locked.
What.
Jimin's mind said.
Get the fuck off of your boss.
Oh, fuck he's kissing you.
Don't kiss back.
Why the FUCK would you kiss back.
Taehyung leaned him up harder against the desk and Jimin deepened the kiss by placing his arm around his neck.
Namjoon! He's so good for you not your fucking boss who's leaving in two weeks.
But his words didn't align with his actions as Taehyung fingers dug into the side of his waist. The faint taste of coffee was shared between the two of them while Taehyung's heart raced.
Shit
Jimin's breath was knocked right out of his lungs when he felt Taehyung hands behind his thigh lifting him up on the desk.
"Why aren't we fighting this?" Taehyung mumbles against his lips. Shit if only Jimin knew himself the elevator dinged and Jimin used both of his hands to push Taehyung with all his strength and push hopped off the desk.
"Bagels!" Jin holds up the bag and stood there. He didn't know what the weird tension in the room was but he could definitely see it in Jimin's eyes. And swollen lips. And heavy breathing.
Wait did they-
"Thanks." Taehyung grabbed the bag from him and went into his office. Jimin grabbed his water gulped.
"Did you guys... m-make out o-on our desk?" Jimin gasped.
"N-no- ye-yes but it was nothing he's just sexually frustrated and my mind went blank for a second. Jin drops the bagels on the desk.
"Was he good? Are my theories right? He is good for you, isn't he? Oh goodness, Jimin you're in a crisis you don't know what To do with yourself." Jimin cursed. Jin was right but he didn't want to hear it.
"Taehyung is not my type."
Oh but he was.
"That kiss meant nothing."
Oh but it did.
"He's just my boss."
Oh, you want him to be more than that.
"I'm sorry but at this point, it sounds like you're convincing yourself." Jimin blinks.
"N-no I'm talking to you I'm not convincing myself."
Oh yes you are.
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Jimin spent the entire workday avoiding Taehyung. It was hard but it wasn't impossible. Jin could see it. He found it quite amusing almost like a real-life drama.
Currently, they unwrapped Jimin's furniture while Sunji did his homework.
"Jimin you're awfully quiet," Jungkook says. "You normally would've started ten different conversations by now." Jungkook was right.
"I know it's just-" He glances at Sunji and then back at him.
"It's just.... it can't be that bad." Jin Pat his shoulder.
"Oh, it's bad." Jin mumbles.
"Ok, how does Jin know and not me!" Jimin sighed and ran his hand through his hair.
"Mr. Kim and I," he hold his hand up and pushed two fingers together and Jungkook got the hint.
"Wait what? Jimin ... what?"
"It all happened in a blur I don't like him it was just in the moment you know I think he's just man whoring around you know."
"Daddy what's whoreing"
"Mr. Kim is whoreing he's a whore. Wait no don't ever say that again I'm so sorry." Jungkook watched as Jimin unfolded in front of him.
"Jimin, you like him." Jimin gasped.
"The disrespect! Absolutely not." He aggressively rips the bubble wrap off the coffee table and Jin and Jungkook glance at each other with a nod.
"Ok since you don't go on a date with Namjoon during lunch hour. You need someone to ground you back to earth. Not the desk." Jin says and Jimin opens his mouth to say something but figured it was useless.
"Yeah I'll go on a date with him and I'll prove you wrong." Jin nods.
"Well was he good?" Jungkook asks.
"Was who good?"
"Taehyung was he good?"
"Good is an understatement oh my if he could just-." He caught himself and gasp.
"You trapped me!" Jungkook laughed.
"You trapped yourself." Jimin wanted to curl up in his new mattress and cry. In all his years of living, he had never been so confused. His mind said no he didn't like Taehyung but his body said yea you did let him screw you against his desk.
What the fuck are you thinking Jimin.
"I need a drink!"
"No none of that. You're staying away from alcohol remember? Your new addiction is Taehyung." Jimin wanted to take off his shoes and throw them right in his head.
"He's my boss that's leaving for New York. There's nothing between me and him and neither will there ever be."
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A/N: Oop 👀
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Fanfiction"Did you just step on my fucking shoes? Do you know how much these cost?" Taehyung spoke with venom laced in his voice. "Probably more than my rent, I don't see why you'd spend that much money on shoes though." Jimin rolled his eyes. Taehyung put h...