my boss ↠ jimin

My Boss - Episode 17

Your POV

"yah, y/n.", yoongi spoke up.

"yeah?", i looked at him.

"what were you doing at Jimin's office?", he
asked and i stopped from eating.

"U-uh... Well, he asked to get the papers that
i needed to print, since i'm his assistant,
duh?", i avoid eye contacts because he knows
when i'm lying.

"Hmm... But you know you can tell me any-
thing, right?", he said and searched for my
eyes.

"Yeah, yeah. I know that.", i managed it
cool.

"You sure it's nothing?", he asked and i just
nodded at him.

"I'm sure.", i gave a weak smile.

ㅡ

Author's POV

"Yes, we'll drop by at 6 pm? Okay. Yeah,
thank you.", Jimin ended the call and
called someone again.

"Hi, good afternoon. Can i serve a table for
2? Mr. Park. If 7:30 is still open, please.
thank you miss.", he ended the call and
laid his head on the table.

"Well, now i just have to take her smoothly.",
he smiled.

Your POV

"Woahh... I'm full.", i caressed my full
stomach.

"Me too.", Yoongi chuckled.

"Oh, it's almost 1 pm. We need to go back
to work.", i shoot up from the chair.

"I'll just go pay. Wait here.", Yoongi said
and walked the cashier to pay the food.

After that, we left the café and walked back
to work with a full stomach.

Not long after we reach the building and
waited for the elevator. We talked a bit,
about work stuff until we reached the 5th
floor.

"I ate well, thank you for the treat.", i
sheepishly smiled at him and he patted
my head.

"Let's see each other later?", he suggested.

"Sure, why not?", i answered and he smiled
as i walked out the elevator. I walked to my
desk, right when i took a sit, i got call. I
took my phone out of my pocket.

Bossy Boss

I hesitated first but it shrugged off and
answered the call. "Ne, daepyonim?".

"Come to my office.", he said and ended
the call. "Daepyo-nim? Yeoboseyㅡaish.",
i sighed and got of my butt to his office.

I knocked on his door. "Come in.", he said
and entered his office.

"Ne, daepyonim? What can i do for you?",
i asked forgetting what happened a while
ago.

"Go out with me."

"Ne? G-go out with you? As in dateu?", i
widened my eyes as i waited for his answer.

"Oh, maja. Dateu.", he stood up from his
chair and walked towards me.

"Keunde, w-waeyo? (But why?)", i stuttered.

"Neomu joahaeyo. Wae?", he hid his hands
in his pocket while taking a step towards me
as i couldn't move and stiffened.

"I guess i can't pass this, can i?", i pouted.

He shook his head. "Nope."

"Eonjeyo? (When?)", i asked.