My Helper

LISA

JUNGKOOK'S P. O. V.

I was getting dissolved in my paperwork when I hear faint knocks on my door.

"come in"

A fragile structure entered my room, making every single dark thing feel bright.

"Good Morning Mr. Kookie"

"Its Mr. Jeon"

"Ok mr. Kookie"

I give up.

"So today yo-"

"hey! Wish me back!"

"what?"

"I wished you, you should wish me back as well"

"well, I don't"

"then, you should"

"Will you just?"

"no"

I literally just give up.

"morning Mr. Kim"

"yay. And please call me Taehyung. I don't like these formalities."

"ok. So you'll be keeping check on my meetings' time table, and will make presentations for them. I'll ask Ms. Rose to lead you to your room, and you can ask me for anything"

"can't I work here?"

"No"

"please?"

"no"

"fineeeeee" he said pouting, looking damn Adorable.

I called Jisoo, the receptionist, and she stood in front of me within 5 minutes.

"You called Mr. Jeon?"

She said in a sweet voice which made me cringe. Well I am thankful for at least Taehyung has a deep voice.

She was almost staring at me with heart eyes, which spoiled my whole mood. Why can't anyone just work more sincerely?

Taehyung seem to notice it, so he spoke from my side.

"Your requested to show me my workplace"

"I asked Mr. Jeon"
She said glaring at him.

"work accordingly."

She kept her mouth shut, turning red in embarrassment, and went outside with Taehyung.

After a while she came back and knocked on the door.

"Done Mr. Jeon"

"I didn't asked"

"O-ok"

"and one more thing"