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Park Jimin stared at his cup of coffee. It had stopped steaming awhile ago, with foam now melted away and integrated with the brown liquid. The cute heart design is nothing more than a blob. He hasn’t taken a sip since the barista set it down in front of him. Almost, feeling bad that he had wasted their time making the cute little drink. He slowly blinked, his eyes stinking a bit. He can tell that they’re puffy now and probably still red.
His eyes snapped over to his phone when it let out and obnoxious buzz.
Sungwoonie ♡
jimin-ah please answer the phone
His eyes switched back over to his coffee.
It starts buzzing again. In a continuous pattern.
Incoming call. . .
Sungwoonie ♡
Jimin closed his eyes and it continue to buzz. He opened them again and saw the notification his phone gave.
27 missed calls Sungwoonie ♡
Jimin sighed. Sungwoon wasn’t this persistent and concerned two hours ago. In fact, he was too busy kissing that blonde omega from his work and fucking her brains out. He didn’t even notice Jimin come in and call out for him until Jimin opened the door to their bedroom and drop the glass of glass he had with him. Just like in that moment, Jimin felt nausea hit him. After first he couldn’t believe it, he thought maybe it’s some kind of stupid nightmare or a very sick prank. There was no way Sungwoon would be doing this to him. Not after being together for over three years. Living together for over one year. There was no way, when just that morning Sungwoon had surprised him with breakfast before Jimin headed off to work. When Jimin kissed him and told him he loved him, and Sungwoon repeating it in what Jimin then believed was genuine sincerity. How not a week ago, they had discussed the topic of marriage. Jimin stood rooted to the spot near his doorway. The same spot he has been standing in for the last five minutes.
When reality had hit Jimin, he felt the glass slip from his fingers. The two in bed, startled by the sound had turned to him. His boyfriend of three years had completely shock on his face. He paled and his mouth stuttered out. Jimin felt his throat close up, so he let his eyes speak for him, to show his boyfriend how much hurt and betrayal he was going through.
“Jimin. Y-you’re here, early.”
“Please, don’t let me stop you. Continue.”
And with that Jimin slammed their bedroom door and bolted out of their apartment, bringing with him only what he had with him when he came in. He didn’t even know where to go, just started walking, and somehow ended up in his favorite little cafe. Normally, Jimin would greet the baristas, but he just came in and sat down. He called Taehyung and waited. The baristas brought him his usual. Jimin was about to decline, when the teenage girl just gave him a smile. A sad, pitiful smile. He hasn’t even realized that he was crying.
His phone buzzed again.
Husband
I’m outside.
Jimin got up and collected his things. He lifted some money under the cup, feeling bad even though it was on the house he had wasted their time and energy by not drinking it.
It was raining and Jimin ran over to the familiar grey car across the street. He got in and put his seat belt on.
“Jiminie. . .”
“Tae. . . Please. Can we just. . . go?”
+
The warm water hit his back nicely. He brought up his hand to massage out any knots he may have in his neck. He finishes scrubbing out any soap on his body and turns off the shower. When he gets out, he sees the clothes his best friend has for him neatly laid out for him.
He was just finished getting dressed when there was a knock at the door.
“Jiminie. I made us some coco.”
Taehyung came in with two mugs of steaming chocolate. He walked with careful steps over to the little beside table next to his bed and set them down.
“Wanna watch some movies?”
When Taehyung looked up, he gave him a small smile. Jimin almost felt like it was the same one the barista gave him. He felt the tears swelling up again.
“Tae. Can we just sleep? Please? I just want to-“
“Yeah, yeah. That’s fine. Come.”
Taehyung closed the door to his room and turned off the main light. Jimin say down on his bed as brown haired omega switched on his bedside lamp.
“Come, babes.”
And Jimin scooted over to where his friend had his arm open for him to lay his back against his chest, spooning him. Taehyung grabbed on to the smaller omegas hand and intertwined their fingers.
“Thank you, TaeTae.”
“Sleep, babes. I love you.”
+
Bird chirps with the first thing Jimin heard the next morning. He opens his eyes and winces when they come in contact with direct sunlight coming in from the bedroom window. He groans and looks around, wondering is everything the day before was a nightmare like he hoped. He lets out a sigh when he realizes that it wasn’t. The chirps brought his attention over again to the window and wondered what time it was. He reached over for his phone, being careful not to wake Taehyung, seeing that the taller was still fast asleep with an arm curled around Jimin’s waist. He turns on his his phone and sees and extra ten more missed calls from his (now ex)boyfriend.
He whines again when he sees that he only has an hour to get ready for work.
“Tae. TaeTae, wake up.” Jimin turns over to wake the sleeping omega next to him. “Wake up. We have work.”
“I don’t have to go in till after lunch time.” Taehyung groans and flips himself over so that he’s laying on his stomach to turn away from the sun.
“Still, get up. You have to eat breakfast.”
“Five more minutes.”
“Taehyung-ah.”
Jimin rolls his eyes and get out of bed. He stretches for a bit and heads his way to the bathroom across the hall, leaving open the door.
“You’re going into work today?” Jimin hears Taehyung call out from the bedroom. Then he hears the squeaking of the bed and the groans and pops of his next friend. “We should just call off and eat all day.”
Jimin was about to close the door to the bathroom and saw Taehyung with his brown mop, little stands sticking out everywhere. A bit of dry drool on his chin and his tired eyes peeking the fringe of his hair. Jimin giggles and proceeds to close the door saying, “I have to go. Trust me. It’ll do me some good, but, how about after work? We can watch movies? How’s that?”
Jimin heard a soft ‘okay’ and then a thud, knowing his taller friend just flopped back into bed. He let out a small chuckle and walked to the mirror.
His eyes were swollen, slightly red, and the underneath of them completely puffed out. He looked like he hadn’t slept properly in days. His eyes weren’t as blood shot as the day before but he feels like absolute garbage. Taking handfuls of cold water and holding it near his eyes, hoping the swelling with go down a bit. Then he takes his spare toothbrush that he has here when Taehyung and him use to have sleepover weekends. That was before he started dating. . .
Taking a deep breath, Jimin proceeds to get ready. After coming out to still find his friend sleeping, he lets out a sigh and walks past his bed to get to the wardrobe, tickling Taehyung’s foot that’s hanging off the bed. “TaeTae, get up. You need to eat.”
“Five more minutes.”
“It’s been five minutes.”
“That’s why asking for five more.”
Jimin rolls his eyes and opens the doors to the wooden wardrobe.
“You don’t mind if I borrow clothes right?” He asks over to a half asleep Taehyung.
“Of course not, babes. Take what you want. I doubt it’s going to fit though.”
“I’ll just borrow a shirt then.”
“Kay. You know where the underwear is. I’m just going to rest my eyes for a bit.” Then Taehyung let out a yelp when a slipper landed on his chest. “The hell?”
“Get up and shower. You need to eat. You didn’t eat yesterday.” Jimin scolds him, taking off his other slipper, threatening him with it.
“You didn’t eat either!”
“Doesn’t matter. I’ll pick up something on my way to work. You, get up.”
“Fine, fine, fine.” Taehyung pouts and stomps his feet, before making his way to the bathroom. Jimin scans the shirts hanging and pulls out a cream colored button up chiffon shirt. It had a big of lace detail on the collar.
“This’ll work.” Jimin got dressed, putting on the same slacks from the day before, that the brown haired omega had washed him. And taking the black ribbons from his previous shirt and adding them to this one. He tied them like a bow around the collar and at the cuffs. He hopes no one at work will notice that he’s wear the same pants as yesterday and a similar styled shirt- just a different color. His coworkers can be a tad. . . Observant.
Grabbing a small amount of hair product to run through his black hair. Minimal curls forming at the ends of his hair. He gives himself a smile in the mirror and applies some bb cream underneath his eyes.
+
Jimin makes his way through the office, smiling and greeting some coworkers on his way to his desk. With a small coffee and paper bag in his hands, he steps carefully to avoid an mishaps, knowing he can be clumsy at times. He sees his desk a few steps ahead and began to walk faster.
“Hey, Secretary Park.”
Curiously, Jimin turns to the direction of the voice. It was Kim Hana, one of the employees from the finances department. Kim Hana was an omega that has worked at the company for about two years before Jimin came in, making it four years now. She was his senior and for some reason her attitude towards him was never exactly friendly. She was extremely pretty with long brown hair and makeup nicely done. Too bad she never had a personality to match her beauty. He’s never known why, but he feels that he shouldn’t retaliate the same attitude towards her. Instead he gives her a smile, like always, and bows to greet her.
“Good morning.”
“I saw the boss let you leave early yesterday. Any special reason?”
Jimin gave her a small smile, closing his eyes and says, “I had an appointment and asked Sajangnim if it was alright. He said it was fine and I was able to go.”
The appointment being to have a surprise date night, but as we know there were a change of plans.
“Funny, he never lets anyone go home early. I wonder how you were given permission.” She asks him, giving him a tight lipped smile.
“Well, I am his secretary-“
The smile drops after that and walks past him giving him a small shove with her shoulder. The sound of her heels clicking away. He take a deep breath and continues his way to his desk. He settles his stuff on his desk and sits down to turn on his computer and look over any messages at his desk phone.
“Good morning, Secretary Park.” A rough voice in front of him, startles him and he stands up to greet his boss. The familiar sent of pine and mint fill his nostrils. Jimin took stock of the alpha’s appearance. Dressed in a slick black suit and matching tie to go with. Even though the older man with one a few centimeters taller than Jimin, the black pants accentuated the alpha’s long legs and his blazer set nicely on his broad shoulders. The light blue shirt complimented well against his pale skin. Jimin always thought his boss was undeniably attractive. Being a young alpha running a powerful company that he will soon inherit completely from his father. His black hair brushed back, framing his facial features nicely. A set of sharp black eyes and a strong complexion to match his cold demeanor.
“Good morning, Sajangnim.” Jimin smiles and grabs the contents that he brought with him. “I brought you a coffee and muffin.”
His boss blinks at him and takes them from his hands. He glances inside and back up to Jimin. His catlike eyes piercing at his. A characteristic that had made Jimin’s heart beat faster when he had first started working for him. Thankfully, Jimin knew that it was just because the alpha is just physically pleasing to look at and anybody would react the same way looking at him. Besides, Jimin loved his boyfriend and the attraction towards his boss subside after a week. Jimin still waited to make his boss comfortable with him. And began to make conversation and even bringing him his own muffin and coffee after he had made him try a piece and the older that asked for more. It had become now a habit to bring him a different flavored muffin to try. “Banana?”
“I thought we could try cranberry today.” Jimin tells him with amusement in his tone, realizing that perhaps his boss liked the banana muffin he brought him yesterday.
“Do I have any messages?”
“I haven’t checked yet, sir. I’ll email them to you once I have everything settled.”
“Thank you. By the way, remember that next weekend I have that business conference. You will be attending with me to handle my paperwork.”
“Yes, Sajangnim. I remember. I cleared my schedule just for you.” Jimin let’s out a small laugh and winks at him. His boss looks slight taken back and clears his throat.
“Thank you.” The man in front of him pauses for a minute as if deciding what to say next. “How did your appointment go yesterday?”
“It went well.” Jimin tells him and hopes his boss won’t proceed to ask for details. Though the alpha was never the type to make long conversation. Always with a serious persona and kept to himself. It took a while to get more than just commands from him.
“I’m. . . Glad. Thank you, Secretary Park.” He refers to the coffee and muffin. And makes his way into his office. Leaving the door open. Jimin always thought thy it was weird that his boss had chose to face his desk towards his door facing Jimin instead of facing it towards the beautiful skyline views that his office provides for him. At the beginning of his days at Min Corporation, he would feel the older’s gaze on him, constantly. Those deep black eyes looking at him from his desk, Jimin could hardly sit still. Always fidgeting and hoping not to make a mistake that will get him fired. He got even more intimidated and almost crapped his pants when Sungwoon has showed up unannounced to bring him lunch and had stayed with him for his lunch break to eat with at his desk. Jimin could feel cold eyes directly on him and would sneakily glance over to the office to see his boss with a sour look on his face. After that he had asked Sungwoon not to come at his work in fear that he may get fired and days later he no longer felt someone watching him. Relieved, Jimin felt like he had passed the test his boss had put him under. Now they enjoy the occasionally waves and smiles when Jimin looks over. At least Jimin gets to enjoy the view of the city a bit when his boss leaves his door open.
He sits back down when his phone begins ringing. Picking it up with his usual greeting, “Thank you for calling Min Corporations. This is Park Jimin, how may I help you today?” There is a pause. “Sajang, Min Yoongi-ssi isn’t available at the moment. May I take a message?”
+
Later that day, one of Jimin’s favorite coworkers come up to his desk. Jung Hoseok, an alpha from operations management department. A tall alpha with a warm honey smell and a kind smile.
“Hiya, Jiminie!” He stands there with his now burgundy hair. It cutely parted in the middle and his ties shared the similar color.
“Hobi sunbaenim. Love the new hair color.” Jimin give him a toothy grin.
“Really?”
“You look incredibly handsome.”
“You think?” And the alpha runs a hand through his hair and starts doing different poses as if there was someone instructing him to do so. Jimin giggles, covering his mouth with his hand.
“Yes. But, how will Sajangnim react to such a color?” Jimin leans in to whisper that last part.
“Nothing. Because, like you said. I look too good in this color for me to dye it back. Ain’t that right, Sajangnim?” Hoseok turns to their boss in his office, who seems to have been caught doing something. Jimin didn’t even realize their boss was looking at them. Maybe the alpha next to him had been too loud and startled their boss. The older alpha just quiet stared at them with his lips in a pout and his eye widen from being called out. He huffs, creasing his eyebrows down in irritation, and continues to click away at his mouse going back to whatever work he was doing. “He loves me.”
“Sure.”
“How was yesterday? Did you surprise him? Did you- you know-“ And Hoseok started doing a funny gesture of what Jimin would assume was having sex. With that the smile on his face dropped and he looked down. For a while, Jimin had forgotten everything. He was fine and had slipped into a headspace with everything was a routine again and he was thinking about what to cook Sungwoon when he got home from work. And just like that, within seconds, everything came flooding back. The smell of sex when he caught the pair in bed. The sound of the glass that shattered when he dropped it. The feeling of his heart breaking again and again. “What’s wrong? Did you guys have a fight?”
“No. . . Um-“ Jimin looked up and blinked away the tears that were forming. One slipped out and the alpha immediately crouched down to be eye level with the omega. “We. . . Aren’t together anymore-“
“Wh-what! What happened?” For some reason the sound of clicking stopped. Jimin looked over and saw his boss looking at them. Great, they’ve disrupted him and probably won’t be too pleased with Jimin creating scene in front of him and at work none the less. Jimin needed to get out of here.
“I just- I need to- use the the bathroom. Excuse me.” And with that Jimin got up and rushed down the hall towards where he assumed the bathroom was. He honestly couldn’t remember, let alone see where he was going as big, fat tear began slipping down his face.
He made it to the omegas’ bathroom and broke down on the floor. His back against the door, sliding down to sit on the floor. He tied to keep his sniffles inside but let out a loud hiccup when he heard the alpha had followed him and is knocking on the the door. Jimin got up and walked over to the mirrors. His eyes and the tip of his nose were red again. There we’re streak marks of tears on his face, where they had wiped away his bb cream. He was trying so hard to get the picture of his boyfriend thrusting into that blonde out of his head. He groans and tugs at his hair. He turned on the faucet and got a handful of water to splash his face. Grabbing a paper towel to pat himself, he took deep breath to control his breathing. The omega groans and wipes under eyes. Now he looks worse than this morning. He doesn’t even bother trying to apply his makeup again, hoping the redness will go away after awhile.
When he steps out of the bathroom, he’s engulfed in the smell of honey. Hoseok has his arms wrapped around him and it’s taking everything in Jimin not burst out again. He had refused to cry over that farce of a relationship. “What happened? What did he do to you?” The alpha asked him quietly. Some coworkers passing through look at them, one of the including Kim Hara. The glance over and continue to walk. Some whispering to another coworker.
“He was with a woman. In- in our bed-“
“Hey.” Hoseok squeezes him tighter. “Sh. I’m sorry, it okay. You don’t have to say anything.”
They stand there for some minutes. Jimin takes deep breath and blinks away any tears threatening to come out. The smell of pine and mint reach his nose and his eyes shot wide. Someone behind Hoseok lets out a cough.
“Everything alright?” Min Yoongi darts his eyes between the two. A scowl playing at his lips and his eyes set on Jimin.
“Yeah- Sorry. Forgive me, Sajangnim. Everything is fine. I just have a bit of a headache.” Jimin breaks a part from his coworker.
“Do you need to leave early?”
“No!” Jimin startles himself and the two in front of him. He clears his throat, “No, that won’t be necessary. I’m so sorry, Sajangnim. It won’t happen again.” He bows and stands up straight.
“Good. Then. . . I suggest we get back to work.” His eyes again shift between the two.
Hoseok bows and excuses himself. Not before telling Jimin that he’ll text him later. Jimin feels his face turn red, embarrassed that the alpha has to see him like this. When he looks the older is already making his way back to his office and Jimin follows behind.
+
Jimin let out a sigh of relief when the clock had struck the seven. The pitter patter of rain hit against the building and Jimin looks over to the windows to see water pouring down onto the dark city. When he does look over, he briefly makes eye contact with his boss and he quickly shifts his eyes back to the window.
After his little incident, his boss has been staring at him. Just like he use to when Jimin was new. He felt a pair of eyes set on him, as if they were burning holes into him. He had avoided any prolonged eye contact. When he would gaze over quickly he would catch the alpha in the same position, elbows probing his arms up on the desk and his posture leaning forward. His hands were intertwined in front of his mouth and his eyes just staring straight at him. All day, just looking at him. And all day Jimin worried that he would be called into his office and would be told that he was being let go. Any slight movement coming from the alpha Jimin would just flinch. But, the day had passed and the majority of the workers had gone home an hour ago. Jimin, like always, stayed behind with the boss, since he was his personal secretary, he had to help out with anything the older man might need.
Now, Jimin couldn’t wait to get home.
But, he knew it was too good to be true. That he thought he could get away with his little episode, until he received an email from the very man he’s been fearing all day.
Secretary Park,
I would like to speak with you in my office once everyone has gone home.
Min Yoongi
Chief Executive Officer
Min Corporations
Well, everyone went home. Jimin thought to himself. He gulped and took a deep breath before making his way towards the office.
Min Yoongi was looking at his computer, typing something out. “Close the door.” He says without looking up from the screen.
Jimin internally winces and does as he’s told.
“Secretary Park, calm down. You’re stinking up the place. I can smell a mile awhile.”
“Sorry, I’m just really nervous.” Jimin fiddles with the ribbons at his cuffs. Min Yoongi turns off his computer and looks up at the omega. Their eyes making full contact and Jimin just wanted the ground to swallow him whole. He’s been fired before, but he really loves this job. And the thought of what the chief of this company has to say to him, almost brings him to tears.
“Park.”
“I’m sorry.” Jimin looks down.
“Are you okay?” He notices the alpha got up from his seat and his now leaning back on his desk with his arms crossed.
“Please don’t fire me.”
“Park.”
“I’m sorry for crying. I didn’t mean to make a scene-“
“Park.”
“It won’t happen again. But I understand if you want to-“
“Park Jimin.”
That stopped Jimin. His boss has never called him by his full name. It’s always been ‘Secretary Park’. He must be in really deep trouble now. Before Jimin could even register anything, he felt a pair of lips pressed firmly against his own. Jimin stopped breathing and stood there with his eyes wide open. The was arm now curled at the small of his back. With that Jimin pulled back.
“S-sa-sajang-nim. . .”
Jimin jolted when he felt his body being pulled against the older, the alpha’s arm curled behind his back and one hand in the back of his neck to bring him forward. And again his lips pressed against Jimin’s. After a few millisecond the omega felt himself come to his senses and he push back with his hands on the alpha’s chest. The smaller of the two kept walking back, keeping his eyes on the man in front of him. He couldn't understand what was happening. He flinched when he almost tripped on the carpet.
The alpha in front of him to catch him before he could fall and brought him back again against his chest. He stared deep into the trembling omegas eyes before dipping down to capture his lips once more.
Jimin broke apart again, “S-sajangnim.”
“Hyung.”
“Huh?”
“Call me hyung.” Yoongi cupped Jimin’s face with one hand and brought his thumb up to the omega’s bottom lip.
“Sajangnim.”
“Call me Yoongi, please.”
And so Jimin did, hoping that it would make Yoongi let him go and say how this all just a prank or an illusion or something. Anything.
“Min Yoongi-ssi.”
It sounded so sweet coming from Jimin’s lip. Before he could say anything else, Yoongi caught the younger’s bottom lip between his teeth, tugging on it before kissing him again. Jimin’s breath hitched and no matter how much he tried to push, the older just kept kissing him with more force than before. The alpha was trying to get Jimin to part his lips, with him steadily refusing to do so. And then the younger felt a large hand squeeze his behind and he let out a squeak, unwittingly giving his boss' tongue enters to his mouth.
When the alpha stopped to catch his breath, Jimin stopped home before he could continue. “Please, stop. What are you doing?”
“Kissing you. You taste sweeter than what I thought. Not that it’s a bad thing.” The older smirks and goes in again, but Jimin turns his head and the alpha’s lips land on his cheek.
“Please. I- I ha-have a b-boyfriend.” Jimin whimpers.
“No, you don’t. He cheated on you. Clearly, he doesn’t deserve you.” The smirk never leaving his lips.
“And you do?”
“Yes.”
Jimin looks at him like he’s crazy.
“You don’t know how long I’ve waited to do this.”
“Just because I’m not in a relationship anymore does not mean I’m going to sleep with you-“
Yoongi shuts him up kissing him hard. He presses his lips against softer ones and sucks on his bottom lip. Jimin lets out a gasp and Yoongi slips his tongue back in again. The omega feels himself begin to relax and Yoongi bends to pick him up from the back of his knees. Jimin curls his legs around the alpha’s waist and that makes Yoongi turn them around to settle Jimin on top of his desk. Yoongi makes himself at home in between the younger’s legs. Jimin blushes and brings his hands up against his boss’ chest and wraps his arms around the back of his neck to deepen the kiss. He forgot he was trying to get this man off of him.
After a couple of minutes, he began to feel dizzy and opened his eyes with caution. His boss was settled between his legs, with one eyebrow raised. Both their pants intermixing with one another. The smell of pine became strong and Jimin he that his arousal was letting out pheromone that alpha can surely smell.
“Sa-sajangnim. Please, let me go.”
“Give me one more kiss and I’ll let you go.”
Jimin shyly pressed his lips against the thin pale ones in front of him. When he opened his eyes again he saw his boss giving him a blank stare. Jimin could only blink back. Jimin unwrapped his legs from the older man’s waist and waited for him let him go. “H-hyung.” It came out in barely a whisper. Jimin could only make out the words 'hardly a kiss' before he was pulled off the desk and on his things.
“Let get your things and I’ll take you home.” And with that his boss grabbed his smaller hand and intertwined their fingers, pulling him towards his job desk. The entire time down to the underground parking lot, Yoongi didn’t let go of his hand for second
+
Jimin didn’t know what to think. He sat in his living room couch after nice warm shower. He had sent Taehyung a text rescheduling their movie night saying he was a little tired tonight. And he sat down with a cup of tea thinking about the day’s events. He brought his hand up to his lips and thought about how not even an hour ago his boss had his lips pressed against Jimin’s pillowy ones. How with the same hand against his lips, Yoongi had help the entire way to to the parking lot and the entire way to his house. Come to think of it Jimin was in such shock he didn’t even remember giving his boss directions as to where he lives. It seemed like the man was already familiar with the way to Jimin’s home. He thought about the last kiss he gave him when he said good night after walking him up to his apartment door. Sungwoon isn’t home. It’s brings a chill up Jimin’s spine seeing as he’s not use to the house being so empty. So lonely.
He jolted up when his cat had jumped up into his lap. He sighed and thought its best to sleep it off. Picking up his cat to take with him, Jimin let out a grunt.
“Stupid alphas.”