bts imagines

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Y/n POV
By the time I arrived at the hotel,I was already tired and just went to bed.

Next morning
I woke up and the immediate realization spoiled my whole mood.
I weakly took a shower and decided to search for a house and a job.

2days later
Its been two days and I've dropped my resume to several organization.
I was took off guard when I received a call from an unknown number.
"Hello?"
"Is this ms. Y/n ?"
" yeas how may I help you"
" we we are calling from bight hit entertainment and we are looking for a personal secretary, you were recommended by one of the agencies we are in a partnership with "
My eyes went wide ,what if I have to face yoongi again.
My heart was not ready but my mind kept on telling me that I really needed a job.
" we would like to meet you tomorrow at 8.30am if that is possible "the lady on the other side asked.
" sure I'll be there".

Next day
I quickly made my way to the office that lady guided me to.
I kept on hoping not to came across yoongi.
" may I come in sir?"I asked
"Please take a seat" said a man who seemed to be the head .
" well we checked your education and all and we are happy to welcome you in our company "
I nodded and thanked him
" just to let you know that you are bound with some polices which include not exposing anything about our idols"
I nodded my head again.
" now come with me I'll show you around and you will soon meet the one you are working for" I silently followed him, while he showed me around.
He then knocked someone's  door and guided me inside.
Without looking I bowed and as soon as I saw the person , I knew coming here was the biggest mistake of my life.
" so y/n you will be personal secretary of Min YOONGI from bts" the head said .
" and yoongi her name is y/n she's be with you all the time in the studio " I saw yoongi staring at me silently.
His eyes showed no emotion as if he never knew me.
The head soon left and I was about to greet him , not trying to look rude when he rolled his eyes and walked towards his computer.
I stood there not understanding what to do? Why was he acting so strange?
This was definitely not the yoongi I knew.
" stop staring and just arrange those things" he said sternly .
I nodded and started arranging the papers laying everywhere.
I wanted to cry , the one I loved is treating me like shit .

1 hour later
I sighed as I finished the work he gave.
" stop sighing you haven't even done it properly " he said not even looking at me.
" bring me a cup of coffee , from the shop down the street". ' bastard'
I said in my head and left his studio.

Yoongi's POV
I wanted to slap myself hard. I knew o was rely harsh on her but I never expected her to be here. I was afraid that if my so called girlfriend came to know about y/n being my personal secretary she might harm her.
It was 10am the time Mina usually comes in my studio so I asked ......told y/n to bring me a cup of coffee.
The look on her face was so annoyed as if she wanted to kill me. It was the same old look when I used to order her to do my assignment back .....she used to look so cute while she was pissed.
As soon as she left I giggled seeing that face, she was so cute my heart felt so much at ease seeing that she didn't changed a bit.
I was thinking about y/n when the door flung open revealing mina.
" Really happy to see me or is there someone else the reason behind that smile ?" She raised her eyebrow and I rolled my eyes.
" come on let's have some breakfast " she said dragging me to the table with her.
It was about 15 mins later when someone knocked on my door.
fuck she's here.
" come in "Mina said .
That's when y/n walked in , I looked at Mina who was fuming with anger.
" What are you doing here?" She asked standing up .
" umm I..I am his secretary " y/n looked scared.
" come on Mina just ignore it" I tried to take Mina away from my love but she was being a bitch she took the coffee from her hand and splashed it all on y/M's clothes and smirked.
I harshly grabbed her arms and said
" WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM"
I dragged her outside while I saw
y/n's face full of tears.