Enigma | Park Jimin FF

~01~

Sipping on his cup of coffee, Jimin pressed the stamp onto his latest case file, exhausted with the all nighter he pulled. Jimin dreaded night shifts and yawned as he got up from his office chair to grab his fifth cup of coffee.

He groaned as the sound of his phone ringing pierced through the silent room. He sluggishly walked back to his table and picks up the phone without bothering to look at the ID. Not-so-gracefully plopping himself down back on the chair he picked up the call, tilting his head upwards to stretch out his tense muscles after bending over his table all night.

"Who is it?"

"Is this Park Jimin?"

" Yes, what do you want?"

" I'm the lawyer of Jeong Hwan, your brother-in-law."

" What about him?"

" I've come to inform you about his will and your name is mentioned multiple times in it."

"I didn't know he left behind a will."

" You have to come and collect it today"

"Today?"

"Yes, today Mr.Park. Please come by evening."

A shrilling beep was heard indicating the call had ended. Jimin sighed, placing his phone back on the table in front of him before getting up and packing up his things.

Pulling his car into the driveway, the engine dies out as he runs a hand down his face and rests his head on his steering wheel. His fingers play with the silver ring as his mind wandered to his fiancé.

They had been dating for 2 years, and Jimin had finally proposed to her. Slamming his car door shut, he walked over to the door, unlocking it before slowly stepping in, trying not to make much noise in hopes of not waking Ara up.

Surprised to see her on the couch surrounded by blankets and pillows while she worked on a case on her laptop.

"Why are you still awake?"

He asks, taking his shoes off and neatly placing them by the door next to her pair of sneakers.

"Nothing, just working on a case." she replies, eyes glued to the screen, her auburn locks tied up in a messy bun.

"It's 3 am, you should get some sleep."

"I could say the same thing about you."

" Ara, you look like you survived a zombie apocalypse."

"Well, you look like you became one."

Without a reply, he shuts the laptop and grabs her, tossing her over his shoulder. She hung limp in his hold as she admired the view of his upside-down Jibooty.

" Stop drooling." He says, smacking her ass before lifting her off his shoulder and dumping her on the bed like a sack of potatoes.

After a quick shower, he walks out of the bathroom with no shirt on and a pair of sweatpants. As soon as her eyes land on his bare upper body, she looks up at him with an eyebrow raised.