• Heal Me • MYG

Plaits

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Being a married woman was quite easy. Working long hours as an intern in law was tiring as fuck. Luckily, as soon as you got home to your husband, he had already prepared a 5 star meal.
Well, that's what you were dreaming about before your appointed teacher slaps the back of your head with a piece of paper.

Y/N: Ah!
You whine as he smirks.

Jungkook: Your work isn't half as done. Do you want to go home late?

Y/N: No, sir.
You pout to yourself. The person you were under to work as an intern, was Jeon Jungkook. He was a well-known prosecuter. A high role in the law industry. He was just your age but already accomplishing things so high. You envied him but also looked up to him. Not so much now, because he had hit you with a paper.

Jungkook: I'll grab you some coffee.
He whispered kindly and you nodded. He was kind too... I guess.

After the caffeine hit, a burst of energy possesses you. In a jiffy, the documents that Jungkook had assigned you were done and completed.

You heave all the thick documents and let it fall on Jungkook's desk. He peers up at you with his glasses on the bridge of his nose. The young man was quite handsome, you had to admit.

Jungkook: You finished early?
He speaks before scanning the first piece. You hum and lean forward.

Y/N: Yes, and double-checked everything.
Jungkook makes an impressed face.

Jungkook: What was the sudden motivation?
He asks with a smile.

Jungkook: My impressive coffee?

Y/N: Nah, I have my husband waiting home for me with homecooked food.
Jungkook nods, understandingly.

Jungkook: There's no better motivation than that.
You chuckle along with him.

Y/N: What about you? Anyone waiting for you back home?
Jungkook pouts his lips and ponders for a second, than replies.

Jungkook: Anyone that I've ever fell in love with... Always ends up being a fake. Staying for my money.

Jungkook: Or my good looks.
He adds, cockiky to brighten up the moment.

Y/N: Ah... You can come round for food whenever you need then, boss.
You give him a salute. He smiles and nods.
You pick up your bag from your table that was on the other side of the room. You walk towards the door, but turn back to wave goodbye to your boss, before turning back around. For not looking were you were going, your nose smacks onto a hard chest. A soft, teasy laugh was heard from them.
You look up and groan whilst holding your nose.

Y/N: Jimin, you bastard.

Jimin: Nice way to greet me. Gosh.
He pulls your nose and you slap his hand.

Y/N: Jimin, stop.
You chuckle whilst holding your nose once again.

Jungkook: You two look cute.

Jungkook: Is this your husband, Miss Y/N?
You roll your eyes.

Y/N: Park Jimin, my husband?
Jimin looks down at you, amusingly.

Y/N: Never.
You meet his eyes with a smile.

Jimin: Just a friend, sir.
Understanding now, he nods. Then the two of your leave together.