Working For Him {MinJoon}

▪ Chapter 23 ▪

Namjoon's P.O.V

Jimin's breathing was shaky and his hands were trembling as he held onto the sleaves of my suit. Jungkook sat down next to him and rubbed his back, "Jimin it's okay-"

Jimin opened his eyes, the glossy shine mixed in with a traumatised expression hurt me, "I need a minute alone with Namjoon Jungkook. . . Can you get my things?"

Jungkook smiled, "Of course I can."

As Junkook left the room I turned my full attention back to Jimin. I couldn't help but grow angry thinking about the assholes who touched my Chimmy. Jimin looked at me and frowned, "Its my childhood all over again . . ."

I was broached down in front of him while he sat on the sofa, hos eyes were puffy and he titled his head to one side and sniffled. I smiled and placed my hand on his cheek, whipping away his tears with my thumb, "Do you wanna talk about it?"

He nodded his head slowly as he patted a seat next to him. I stood up and straightened up my pants before sitting down. Jimin looked at me and crawled into my lap, straddling me with a shy expression on. I wrapped my arms around him and smiled, he looked away, "When I younger I used to get picked on. Physical attacks didn't happen till I turned twelve. When I became a freshman in high school I was sent to the hospital because I had started myself for a long time-"

"You did what?"

Jimin looked up into my eyes once again, the guilt and shame that was clearly visible was painfully just staring into my eyes. He took in a deep breath and looked away, soon all color leaving his face, "I was eventually let out of the hospital, but I was never that same. The kids at school started to use ink and sharpies to write mean names on my locker and desk. Sooner or later the physical beating started getting worse." He laughed, "I remember being slammed into my gym locker and getting punched in the stomach really hard."

"Jimin I-"

He held up one finger as his breath grew shaky, "When my grade found out I was gay everything got worse. I ended up in the hospital again in grade eight due to one of the cheerleaders breaking my arm. Before my fifteenth birthday I told my mom that I wanted to move in with my dad and start over at another school, she was against it at first but then I attempted to finish off what my bullies had started." He smiled softly, tears falling down his face, "But when I turned sixteen I couldn't take all of the pills and shit, so i tried once again to fix the worlds mistake. My father found me in my bedroom outcols on the floor and it landed me andither trip in the hospital. Seeing my famjly broken down like that I knew I couldnt continue any longer. So after high school I went looking for a job, and I found you."

I felt my face slightly heat up as he placed my hand on his cheek, he kissed my palm gently and began crying once again. I scooted closer to him, leaving a few inches between us, "Jimin, I'm so glad I met you. I've never really loved anyone the way I love you, I would gladly give up everything for you. You know that, right?"

He nodded slowly like a child, it made me smile about how cute he was being. Hi smiled and opened his eyes, "Namjoon."

"Yes baby?"

He blushed slightly at the nickname, "What are are you going to do about the three workers?"

"Either charge them with battery assault, or just straight up fire them." I smirked, "Maybe even both-"

"Just one will do!" He whined.

I smiled and placed my hand on his thigh. The silence that began filling to room left us both thinking, I wasn't for sure if Jimin could hear mine but he would smile at my whenever I'd thinking about being with her. We looked away from each other for a moment before I turned to face him once again, he was already looking into my eyes.

The small space between our faces grew tense, I couldn't help but look down at his mouth to him biting his lip. There was nothing I could do to stop myself from kissing him, and that's what I did.

I leaned in slightly to connect my lips with Jimin's, but he had already read my mind as he had also leaned in. The kiss was small at first, but it began to last longer. It was passionately slowly before we started to kiss a little more aggressive. The hunger that was growing for him began to grow more and more.

He pulled away, slightly pushing at my shoulders, "You shouldn't tease me like this while at work."

"I'm not teasing you, aim comforting you, I know how you forget things when ai kiss you, so I thought maybe I could take your mind off of this situation for a minute to show you that there is someone who cares about you." I looked into his eyes and smiled and I barried my face in his neck, "That person is me."

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I smirked as the clock turned to 3, the sound of a faint knock on the door of my office was a signal that the three employees would soon be arriving for their final meeting.

"Come in." I called out, and soon enough I already knew who it was.

A slim figure walked into the room, her eyes quickly scanned the room and then she locked eyes with me. Her skirt was tight fitting and her blouse showed pretty much her whole chest, if she had one that is. She pushed her long curly black hair back with one finger and smiled, "You needed to speak with me Mr. Kim?"

"Why yes, please take a seat Mrs. Young."

She sat down and leaned her chest close to my desk, "What is you you needed to see sir-" her eyes shot back to the door as there was another knock. I hollered for the person to come in and her jaw dropped slightly.

A second after the last asshole walked into my office, I couldn't help but smile, "Now that we're all settled down, let's talk."