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cosmorice · 3 months ago

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Oh God, Are You Pregnant?

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Synopsis: CEO!Jungkook and you have an odd relationship filled with tension and chaos; but is it hatred he truly has for you?

Pairing: CEO! Jungkook x Reader

Tw: angst, slow-burn, swearing (duh), toxic jungkook, accidental pregnancy

Wc: 1782

I hate you, I think? Series Masterlist

Hair askew, time seems to come to a standstill and dread soon rushes throughout you. What the hell did you just do? Without another word, Jungkook adjusts himself and straightens out his appearance quickly before exiting the bathroom; Leaving you all alone with your thoughts. The smell of his cologne lingers and dances with the sterile bathroom aroma, leaving you nauseated.

You hastily fix your once-neat hair into a rather quick but spotless bun, followed by readjusting and smoothing out your dress. You just had sex with your boss. A mixture of emotions floods you but the show must go on; Everyone was still out there. The bathrooms white walls reminds you of an asylum, somewhere you’d much rather be at right now.

The walk back to the massive gathering felt rather slow; What seemed like 30 minutes, was actually 2 in reality. Namjoon quickly spots you and is relieved until he sees your dazed state of being. Jimin and Jin on the other hand, were conversing alongside Jungkook with another investor.

“What happened? Everything alright? We saw Jungkook follow you not too long ago.” Namjoon confusedly asks. You sneak a glance towards Jungkook and scoff. The way he can quickly build a facade and act as if he wasn’t just screwing you in the midst of this event was mind boggling. You nod quickly with a tight lipped smile, giving it away that all was not quiet on the western front.

“We’ll discuss this later. This conversation is not over Y/N.” With all being said, Namjoon returns to his conversational state as more investors approach you both. The fakeness of it all left you feeling even more conflicted.

“Care to explain why you were trailing behind Y/N earlier?” Jin questions as Jungkook types away on his work laptop. Jungkook shoos Jin away, indicating that this topic was not up for discussion, instantly raising a red flag. “Jung, I’m going to ask one more ti-,”

“It was nothing. I was simply just pulling her aside to let her know not to be nervous with those men.” Jungkook responds casually as he fiddles with his lip ring, eyes never breaking away from the computer screen.

His legs were enveloped within the bedsheets while Jin remained on the miniature couch placed near the window. The days events leaving both men utterly exhausted.

“You’re lying.” Jin spits out, noticing the behavior. Jungkook only played with his lip ring when he was nervous, and when he was nervous, it usually pointed towards him lying. Jin delivers a smack upside his friend’s head, earning a small ‘ow’ from the unsuspecting man. ��You know the last time you played with your lip ring? When I found out you were lying and hid a cancelled deal with the Hong Kong investors from me.”

Jungkook was fucked. Guess that’s what he deserves after keeping a friend like Jin for 20+ years.

“Joonie, I already told you all there is to it. I was simply going to the bathroom. He walked right past me and headed towards the men’s bathroom. Nothing more, nothing less.” You state as you undo your hair. Your head pulsates from all the overwhelming thoughts.

“Alright but if you want to talk about it, you know I’m here Y/N.” He responds softly. Namjoon didn’t believe a single damn thing you just said, but he didn’t want to press the matter any further. He then turns towards the door to leave.

You could do one of two things: let it go, or, keep the mask on and continue with your night. Your spiraling mind decides to betray you. “Wait!” You call out, biting your cheek. The iron taste of blood engulfs your taste buds as nervousness overpowers you. Namjoon turns towards you, puzzled, but walks back over nonetheless.

“What is it?”

“Do you think, Jungkook ever crosses the line with people? Like blurring between professionalism and whatnot?” You ask not being able to keep any sort of eye contact with your friend.

“I mean, in what way? In terms of his duties as a CEO, yeah. I see him go behind that threshold.” Namjoon exhales sharply, wanting to know why you’d even ask such a thing.

“Not as a CEO…Just like, with his employees. Has he ever, I don’t know, crossed a boundary with anyone?” You shrug weakly, trying not to give way to the overwhelming sense of wanting to cry. Namjoon’s eyes narrow towards you, tilting his head. The gears begin to turn,

“Y/N..” He starts, his voice dropping. “Did something happen between you both tonight?” The question rings throughout your ears and tightens around your throat like a noose.

The dam you built up for yourself begins to crack and suddenly, tears cascade down your face. “To be quite honest, I don’t even know what happened myself.” You laugh weakly. The bed indents further as Namjoon scoots closer alongside your shaking body.

“Just try your best to explain.” Namjoon responds with great comfort intertwined with his voice. For the first time since being in your room, you look into his eyes. You wipe your tear streaked face, unable to hold back anymore. The dam broke.

“Namjoon..” You start, indicating the seriousness of the conversation itself. You hardly used Namjoon’s name unless if it was something huge, which is something he also caught onto. Your voice begins trembling, “I don’t know where I stand with Jungkook now or with myself.” The weight of everything settles within your chest.

“You don’t need to have everything figured out right now, but whatever happened with you and him, is something you have to face eventually.” Namjoon’s calm voice was a simmering contrast against your unusual demeanor.

You shake your head as your hands tremble within your lap. “What if it changes everything? What if it changes how you view me? How everyone sees me?”

“Y/N, whatever it is, I’m always going to be here for you. You know that right? No matter what.” The weight of his reassuring words persuade you into telling him everything.

The remainder of the work trip goes by in a blur; Jungkook elects to flat our ignore you. Whenever you came in his presence, you felt like a ghost. You couldn’t tell if this was worse compared to how he treated you before. Namjoon decides to share a room with you upon taking notice of your newly formed fragile state.

Upon returning back to the office, you felt as if you were walking on shards of glass. Jungkook barely glances your way during meetings with his typical sly remarks being replaced by complete silence. It was defeaning. Every so often, upon the mere mention of your name, his jaw tightens with flickering eyes, an indicator he’s burying something deeper within himself. Unbeknownst to him, Namjoon was knowledgable on the topic of what really occurred that day within the confines of the bathroom.

Namjoon keeps a closer eye on you. Much closer than he ever has in the entirety of your friendship. Another evening paints the sky in darkened colors as you’re the last ones left within the office.

“Ever since we got back, it seems like you’re holding your breath.” Namjoon states, voice lowered.

“If I exhale, I’ll fall apart at the seams.” You blink towards him. He sighs, taking a seat across from your desk. The chair creaks beneath his weight.

“It will get better.”

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Days eventually turn into weeks as time steadily flies by; mending your emotional state in the process. Today marks the second day of the stomach flu that has overcome your body. Jimin and Namjoon decidedly head to your apartment after work to drop off some ‘get well’ supplies; Composing of soups, crackers, and cough syrup.

Jimin, remaining his normal warm self, had grown even closer to you and Namjoon. This being a natural shift, though he remained out of the loop about what really happened during the business trip. He was always just there, offering a steady hand, unknowingly filling in the cracks Jungkook left behind. A steady knocking at the door rings throughout your apartment, indicating the arrival of your friends.

“Y/N you look like shit.” Jimin exclaims, earning a hit to the chest from Namjoon. The brief exchange earning a laugh out of you.

“Don’t listen to him. I’ll make you some soup.” Namjoon states matter-of-factly, making his way towards your kitchen island. The grocery bags crinkle against the marble counter as he ruffles for the can of tomato soup. Your favorite.

The crisp metal of the can opens with a pop, and as the aroma reaches your nose, nausea possesses your body. With a gag, you slap your hand atop your mouth and make a beeline towards the bathroom; Namjoon and Jimin exchanging quiet and confused glances.

“I thought you said it was her favorite.” Jimin pouts with a whine.

“It is?” Namjoon scratches his head dumbfoundedly as they both stand amongst each other in the brightly lit kitchen.

You hunch over the toilet, spilling what little contents you had within your system. After standing to collect yourself and flush the disgusting mixture, you hover over and grip onto the sink. Trying to convince yourself it’s just the flu, your mind wanders as the nausea feels…wrong. Could it be anything more?

“Y/N, can we open the door?” Jimin’s voice interrupts your thoughts.

“Yes.” You weakly respond, your throat burning from the phantasmic acidic juices coating it.

“What’s going on? Namjoon said tomato soup was your favorite.” Jimin states, voice tainted with confusion. Namjoon looks to you, awaiting your answer.

“I honestly don’t know.” You stutter. Something was wrong. You could feel it in your bones.

You return to work once again several days after, everyone happy to be graced by your presence; Except for Jungkook. Namjoon and Jimin never fail to notice the way you run to the bathroom in the mornings or how you indulged in odd food combinations during your lunch breaks.

It was once again lunch time and luckily, the three of you found solace in your office.

“Y/N, you’re acting like my sister when she was pregnant with my baby niece.” Jimin jokes, causing Namjoon to begin thinking. You did have sex with Jungkook over a month and a half-ago, and if he recalled correctly, no protection was involved. Oh god.

Your eyes widen at Jimin’s statement upon realizing you hadn’t had your period at all. You stare blankly at Jimin along with Namjoon. It could just be a coincidence as you remember that the last time you got severely stressed it had affected your cycle; With that being remembered, you shrug off the worry and ease up a bit.

"You know, the last time I was as stressed as you, I was pretty damn sick to my stomach. Throwing up everyday. Maybe you just need a break." Jimin says, mouth full of tteokbokki. Namjoon feels his once tense muscles smooth out upon Jimin's statement. Upon you all chalking it up to stress, you resume with your meal.

taglist!!! :

@juikmon @sassykryptonitedelusion @theternaljk @tatumrileyslover @topforsure @senaqsstuff @santiiagopopegarcia @fandems

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cosmorice · 3 months ago

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No Turning Back (18+)

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Synopsis: CEO!Jungkook and you have an odd relationship filled with tension and chaos; but is it hatred he truly has for you?

Pairing: CEO! Jungkook x Reader

Tw: angst, slow-burn, smut, explicit content, swearing (duh), toxic jungkook

Wc: 2071

I hate you, I think? Series Masterlist

The rays of sunlight give you a rude awakening and in hopes of last night being some vivid nightmare, you glance to your side. Nope. Namjoon was snoring right beside you. Envy befell you as you watched his peaceful state of being, wishing both your mind and body, could have a sliver of that calmness right now.

Gently, you stretch your arm towards the nightstand to swipe your phone as quietly as possible, careful not to disturb him. 9:32 am. Thankfully, the meeting wasn’t until 2 pm. Your body craves more sleep, but your chaotic, racing thoughts refuse to allow that. No notifications greeted you, causing your body to be hit with a wave of disappointment; you had hoped Jungkook would maybe , just maybe, text you. Wishful thinking you suppose.

This feeling of chaos was unfamiliar in your otherwise quiet life. You hate to admit that it intrigued you, even worse, it attracted you. The toxicity of Jungkook’s chaotic behavior was electrifying; though half of you resents it. Namjoon’s words ring in your head, “For god's sake he's our BOSS.” He was absolutely correct which you managed to hate with every fiber of your being. I mean, What are you thinking? He’s your boss and owner of the damn company you work for. You worked so hard to get to where you were in life, and did you really want to risk it all for someone like him?

Jungkook’s eyes were tinged a light shade of pink, as he the lack of sleep taunts his body. His brown orbs were hyper focused on the ceiling whilst in deep thought throughout the night. Jin’s words stuck with him. He loved the push pull of it all; a game of cat and mouse. He knew he was your boss, and this was all oh-so wrong.

The minute he laid eyes upon you during your interview, he knew he had some sort of emotion brewing. As he grew a closer relationship with you over the years, that emotion boiled over. It was foreign to him. Was it love? In all truthfulness, Jungkook had no idea. He’d never been in love, just full of lust. He knew when he first hung around you, your presence somehow soothed him. The way your smile could light up a room, your humility, every single little thing he took mental notes of within his head. For some reason though, he enjoyed the current state of your relationship.

This upcoming meeting however, was vital for the sustainability of his company. Top global investors would be in attendance, so he knew he had to be on his best behavior; more specifically towards you. Between the pressure of upholding the company and whatever the hell was happening between you both, it was affecting him more than he’d like to admit. A sigh manages to whistle between his lips as he shoves the pillow over his head. Like that alone will quiet his thoughts. His nose inhales the dewy plumped up cotton pillow before tossing it to the side.

Jungkook’s prayers are soon answered as sleep befalls him. The feeling of nothingness serves as a cushion of relief while his mind fades to black and his vision is nothing but a mere void.

Jin and Jimin converse with each other, being the only ones awake out of the bunch. Thankfully, their rooms were not too far apart, making it easier to just take a few steps and being right near one another. Jimin was an extrovert at heart, although initially shy, he managed to grow stronger ties to you all. Jin managed to uphold his reputation as being the more grounded older brother within the company. He was never afraid to lend an ear for others, all the while staying as calm and neutral as he could possibly be. Jimin on the other hand, was a bit more emotionally charged; although maintaining kindness at all times, he had a childlike mind and approach to things at times.

“How do you think this meeting will go?” Jimin chews on his bottom lip, treating it like a last meal of sorts. Jin was a bit anxious himself as well, but managed to keep it contained.

“I have no clue. I spoke with Jungkook last night, so hopefully I got through to him a bit.” Jin sighs, exhaling the stress from his rather tense frame.

“What happened last night anyways with them? Was everything alright?” Jimin slurps a bit of his coffee, dribbling the caffeinated brown liquid down his chin in the process. The sun shined brightly throughout Jimin’s room as the time trickled half past 11 am. Jin’s eyes widen at the question which thankfully, Jimin fails to notice.

“Yeah. Guess he just wanted her to carry herself better out in public since we are here to represent the company after all.”

“Ah makes sense I guess.” Jimin’s brow furrows but he decides to drop the subject nonetheless. “So how many of these meetings have you been to anyways? Any pointers you care to share?”

“Honestly, don’t show them you’re nervous. These people are like sharks. Any moment of weakness that you show and you’re done for. I don’t think you’ll be terrible at this, just be your flamboyant self.”

And sharks they were. Men ranging from as young as 24 to as old as 79 were in attendance. 40 other people were here to be exact. The meeting itself was nothing more than a social gathering to strengthen or form bonds with other businesses and wealthy people alike. Upon finishing a well put-together presentation, the five of you begin to chatter with those in attendance. As the only woman in the sea of testosterone, the group knew that you would carefully balance charm while still upholding the utmost professionalism to your advantage. Namjoon keeps a close eye on you, making it his mission to stay near you at all times; Jin and Jimin on the other hand never veer too far from the both of you while Jungkook seemingly could care less. Oh how far from the truth that was.

Namjoon never failed to protect you. Upon moving to the city, you never really had an interest in make friends per-se, more so just networking. Meeting said blonde haired man foiled your plans though; Immediately, you both hit it off. A lot of people didn’t seem to grasp the closeness of your relationship, but it never really bothered either of you.. Considering the fact that you never grew up with siblings, being able to call Namjoon your brother was considered a blessing.

“Get a load of this guy right?” One of the investors jokes to Jungkook. The raven haired man releases fake laughter as his mind and body are geared towards you, not even giving any thought to what the old man has to say. He watches as you coddle amongst a small group of men alongside Namjoon; The grip around his styrofoam cup tightening subtly. In the process, he adjusts his tie unnecessarily, as if that will somehow magically ease the racing thoughts. It doesn’t.

You glance around the room as the forced smile on your face never manages to leave, that is until your eyes lock with Jungkook’s. Suddenly, it’s as if the room is vacant, only containing the two of you; Everyone else around somehow muted. After what feels like an eternity, you manage to break eye contact. In an attempt to calm your nerves, you excuse yourself to the restroom. With Jungkook’s gaze never leaving your stunning figure, he follows after you; But not without the three others taking notice of this. Namjoon excuses himself from the older man you both were engaging with no less than a minute prior,

“Should we do something?” Jimin whispers towards Jin as an equally confused Namjoon approaches the two.

“Let them be.” Jin responds, seeming oddly calm. The truth was, he would hope to god that whatever Jungkook was about to do, was not something that would blur any lines. Namjoon raises an eyebrow but Jin’s contained demeanor is enough to squander whatever anxiety he may have left within him.

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The cool porcelain that envelopes the sink makes contact with your sweaty palms. The thready beat of your heart overpowers your ears as you try and catch your breath. Your fixated gaze with the granite sink is broken as you hear the door creak open. The reflection in the mirror makes way for who it is, breaking your need to turn around.

Jungkook closes the door behind him, a click ringing throughout the restroom soon after. Shit, there had to be some way to get out. Right? But what if you didn’t want to leave?

“Y/N. We need to talk about last night.” Jungkook starts, voice rather soft; A stark contrast from his regular snarky tone. Your guard was still up however.

“I think we’re fine.” You bite back as butterflies make way within your stomach. He couldn’t lie to himself; He enjoyed this side of you. He needed to keep up the professional facade though. Nevermind, scratch that. Jungkook says nothing, his eyes almost daunting.

“Are we really now?” Jungkook taunts, smirk growing on his face alongside his words. You notice a sudden switch go off as his eyes once again darken. Just like they did last night. He inches closer towards you until your back makes contact with the cool sink. You were like a caged animal, backed into a corner by your prey.

Similar to last night, Jungkook’s lips mesh with yours in a heated mess. It was like a drug, and you wanted more in that very moment. Your ass is pressed even deeper against the sink as his arm wraps around the crook of your back. You didn’t care about anything else in the world but this right now.

“This is wrong. We have no business doing this.” You pull away from him, exasperated as one of your hands grazes upon your mouth. How great this would look. A picture of a tabloid flashes within your mind; 24 year old sleeps her way to the top at Jungkook Technologies. Somehow, your body betrays your mind as you take a good look up at him. Lust fills his dark brown eyes, lips swollen and slicked with your shared saliva.

A small shiver runs alongside your straightened spine as he begins planting sweet wet kisses alongside your neck; Completely ignoring your statement. It felt like heaven against your skin. Everything that Jin said flew right through Jungkook’s head and out the window.

You throw your head back in pleasure as you feel his soft hand crawl up your thigh. There was no denying the wetness between your legs as your pussy pulsates in response to the sudden gesture, causing Jungkook to smirk.

“You wan’t me to back off, but your body says otherwise.” There was no turning back now. You both knew this was wrong but none of you bothered to put a stop to it. In the back of your mind, thoughts of how Namjoon would react to this began to pop up but you pushed those thoughts away.

Jungkook’s hand flies over your mouth as he slips one finger into your slit, as another massages your clit. Moans exit your body as his movements suddenly come to a halt. What a dick. Your eyes flicker up towards the CEO with desperation.

“Be a good girl for me and jump onto the sink.”

Time seems to move in slow motion. You happily oblige to your boss's request as your bare ass plops upon the edge of the sink. The cool air hits your upper thighs as your dress raises up, revealing your lace underwear.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” Jungkook takes a minute to eye you up and down. You felt vulnerable under his gaze but uphold a confident demeanor. The sound of his pants unzipping echoes throughout the locked bathroom, showcasing his massive length.

“I want you. Now.” You demand and much like a genie, Jungkook fulfills your request. Without another word, he pushes your panties to the side and slams his cock inside of you. You wrap both your arms around his frame as his thrusts continue. Moans and grunts fill the room as he plants feverish and sloppy kisses among your collarbone. You never wanted this to end.

taglist!!! :

@juikmon @sassykryptonitedelusion @theternaljk @tatumrileyslover @topforsure @senaqsstuff @santiiagopopegarcia @fandems

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cosmorice · 3 months ago

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this jungkook series has been so fun to write! its pushing me out of my comfort zone as a writer! this will be my first series. ever.

me typing this story feverishly rn:

#kpop au #bts #fanfic #series #jungkook #jjk #bts jungkook #mood #kpop

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cosmorice · 3 months ago

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When Lips Collide

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Synopsis: CEO!Jungkook and you have an odd relationship filled with tension and chaos; but is it hatred he truly has for you?

Pairing: CEO!Jungkook x Reader

Tw: angst, slow-burn, swearing (duh), toxic jungkook, alcohol

Wc: 1984

I hate you, I think? Series Masterlist

Your back collides with the cloud-like mattress as you land with a soft thud. Staring at the ceiling, you wonder to yourself if you should even attend this dinner. Like hell Jungkook was gonna scare you off. You’re CFO for fucks sake. The vibration of your phone snaps you out of your thoughts as the sound cascades through your ears.

Jin needs gin [6:30 pm] - listen im rlly sorry about how Jungkook is acting

Jin needs gin [6:30 pm] - dinner is at 7…just don’t be scared to lmk if you need anything at all

Y/N [6:35 pm] - ty jinnyyyy! Meet you all downstairs :)

You toss your phone back to the side in annoyance as you begrudgingly stand to your feet. After readjusting yourself with a lovely stretch, you stare at your suitcases; Which somehow seem to be taunting you in return. Time to find a decent outfit. Due to it being summer, and the high humidity that surrounds South Korea and Tokyo, you packed simple items and a few dresses.

Your eyes settle on a short yet tight red body-con dress. Adding some finishing touches of light makeup and some perfume, you check the time on your phone. 6:55. Grabbing your purse, your feet betray your body as they hurriedly head through the door. Suddenly you feel your body collide into someone else. Jimin. Confusion dawns upon your face as to why he would be on a company trip like this.

“Woah hey Y/N!” Jimin smiles towards you, as the puzzled glance never leaves your face.

“Hey Jimin. You’re here for the work trip too?”

“Ah, yes. Jungkook wants to appoint me as CTO, but he wanted me to tag along to see how things really work behind the scenes for a company as big as his.” He rubs the back of his head, never breaking eye contact with you.

Jimin was truly a nice guy. With the handful of interactions you both shared, he never showed a hint of unkindness, and for that, you appreciated him. You knew he had a large background in technology, even graduating with a major in computer engineering with an emphasis on robotics; So this news wasn’t really a shock to you.

“Wow, that’s really amazing. I take it your heading down to meet with everyone as well?” Your teeth flash an appearance towards the taller man as you both begin walking alongside one another.

Jungkook, Jin, and Namjoon waited casually in the lobby expecting your arrival.

“Y/N is coming. Do not fuck this up Jungkook.” Jin turns towards the lanky man beside him. Namjoon watches the exchange about to unfold between the two.

“Fuck what up exactly?” Jungkook asks dumbly with a chuckle, causing Jin to pinch the bridge of his nose in frustration. The elevator interrupts them with a slight ding. Speak of the devil. You and Jimin happily stroll up to the trio, chuckling amongst yourselves. You move in slow motion in Jungkook’s eyes as he scans your body and takes in all of your features. The way your red dress hugs your curves comfortably and the way the curls in your hair bounce as you greet everyone animatedly. His stomach is in knots and unjustified anger settles within his mind as he watches the way you talk with Jimin.

He scoffs and walks past the four of you before simply stating, “I’ll call a cab.”

Your once tense shoulders begin to ease with comfortability as the alcohol courses its’ way through your bloodstream.

“Y/N, I’m thinking we should go to a club tonight. What do ya say?” Jimin turns to you, eyes glazed over in excitement. You had heard about the nightlife in Japan, so why the hell not?

“I’m game!” Namjoon chimes in, earning a nod from Jin along the way. “Come on!” He continues to whine, even forcing a pout.

“Oppa!” You laugh in amusement as you feverishly nod yes. Jungkook feels his mouth beginning to crack a smile, quickly putting a stop to it. The excitement you displayed was rather..cute. The way your eyes widened ever so slightly and your cherry red painted lips contrasted against your white teeth was a lovely sight for the man.

“What about you Jungkook?” Jimin turns to the raven-haired boy, as you all await a response from him. A large part of you hopes he’s tired and opts to stay at his hotel, but you know that’s not happening. You begin to wonder to god if he put Jungkook on this earth just to torture you.

“If Y/N is going, I’d rather not. Seems like it’ll be a bore.” Jungkook sneers. Yep, he was put here to torture you. Your cheeks heat up with anger as you roll your eyes towards your boss. Jin groans as he palms his forehead while Namjoon goes blank.

Jungkook broods in the corner of the shared table as lights flicker and flash upon him. How Jin managed to get him to come was a mystery to you, but quite frankly, you didn't care. The brown tinted liquid sloshes in Jungkook's cup as he takes another large swig whilst eyeing you from afar.

The speakers boom and beads of sweat trickle along the side of your forehead as you sway your hips to the beat. Jin and Namjoon not too far from you, laugh amongst themselves as the alcohol throttles into full gear. Sure you all had a meeting tommorow but you were in Tokyo for fucks sake. With his tie undone and crazy hair, Jimin grabs your waist and dances rythmatically alongside you. Your bodies pulsate to the music as you both flirtatiously dance.

Something switches within Jungkook. His brown orbs never leaving you as he calculates the interaction you're having with Jimin. Maybe it was the alcohol talking, but he needed to take action. Setting his cup down, his lanky limbs storm through the sea of bodies straight towards you. Suddenly, you feel a strong pull on your arm, turning to see it was Jungkook.

"Y/N, we need to talk now." He states, his eyes darkened. Before getting the chance to utter a word, he pulls you away, leaving behind a confused Jimin. He watches as you are pulled towards the exit before striding over to Namjoon and Jin in total confusion.

"Guys, Jungkook just dragged Y/N out." This sentence alone was enough to raise alarms in both the heads of Namjoon and Jin.

"What?" Namjoon's brow furrows, while his mind wanders to the possibilities as to why in the hell Jungkook would take you out of the club.

"Should we go look for them?" Jimin asks, slight worry lacing his voice. He hasn't been with the company for long but could sense the brewing tension between you and the CEO. What if Y/N got fired?

"What in the actual fuck do you think your doing?" You scream as the cool summer air presses against your sweaty body. A couple of passerby's stare out of curiosity but you could care less.

"Watch it. I think you're forgetting that I'm your boss and I'm the CEO here." Jungkook adds casually. His now calm demeanor fueling your anger even further.

"Fuck. You." Your alcohol tinted breath wafts across his face as you press a finger up to the taller mans chest. Jungkook takes advantage of your close proximity and crashes his plump lips against yours. You take a step back as you watch his expression turn into complete blankness mixed with a sea of confusion. Before you could press him further, a familiar voice calls out,

"Y/N! We've been looking for you! Everything alright?" Jin runs up to you, Jimin and Namjoon trailing close behind him. The sound of their sneaker clad footsteps against the ground come to a halt as they stand beside you and Jungkook.

"Y-yeah. We were just discussing the meeting." You manage to spit out, Namjoon eyeing you. You seem to have forgotten that your closest friend can smell your lies from a mile away.

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"Quit pacing around. You know I hate that." You groan, watching your blonde haired friend slowly walk back and forth in front of your hotel bed.

"And you know I hate liars. Now tell me what the hell actually happened back there." Namjoon curtly responds, causing you to flop backwards onto your pillow. Namjoon opted to sleepover in your room with you, wanting to get to the bottom of things. Although you hated lying to your best friend, you didn't know how the hell to even explain the situation to him.

You feel absolutely stunted. You were ashamed to admit you enjoyed the kiss. Why would you enjoy that from a person who treats you like dog shit? This was all new to you and quite frankly, your heart betrayed you as you wanted every part in it.

"He kissed me." You say in a hoarse whisper, taking a massive drink from your water bottle. You prayed to god that you would sober up, speeding up said process with water.

"I'm sorry. What?" Namjoon stops dead in his tracks.

"What in the everloving fuck possessed you to do that?" Jin runs a hand through his head as he stares down at a seated Jungkook. Jungkook's face rests between his hands as his gaze averts to the ground. No response. "I know you aren't deaf Jung." Jin taps his foot against the floor, full of impatience.

"I don't know Jin. I'm confused." Jungkook's gaze never leaving the carpet. The cloud like bed offering emotional comfort to the man as his body finds solace sitting atop it.

"Admit it, and quit lying to yourself. I see right through your bullshit. You think I didn't notice you dissappearing into her office for clusters of time to help her out and talk with her? You're 26 years old and can't even get a handle on your emotions. Quite frankly, I'm tired of it." Maybe Jin had a point. Jungkook didn't know how to navigate things so he did what he does best: act cold and guarded. He knew he took things too far with you but he got a rise out of your lack of self containment. The bed indents further as Jin takes a seat next to his friend,

"I love you to death but you need to figure this out. Properly."

"The craziest thing about it Joonie, I liked it." You bite your lip, knowing the man in front of you is about to chew you out. Instead, he sighs and sits next to you.

"Y/N, why? For god's sake he's our BOSS. Why can't you go after someone like Jimin? He actually seems to know how to treat a woman correctly, and to be quite honest, Jungkook has done nothing but show the opposite of that." He looks to you with dissapointment for the first time, something you never thought you'd see from the optomistic man. You knew he was right and you were even more dissapointed in yourself. Don't get it wrong, Jimin was such a kind soul but you never viewed him in that light. You both maintained a positively neutral working relationship and honestly, he was never your type to begin with.

You always grew up with a strong sense of knowing and self worth. Your parents never failed to give you love and vice versa, so why would you start settling for this sort of thing now? Before you knew it, a tear escapes your eye, followed by a whole stream. Namjoon engulfs your smaller frame into a tight hug, ushering you with a small symphony of 'shhh, it's going to be alright'.

"We have a meeting tommorow." You say while glancing to your phone. 3:34 am. Namjoon shoots a sad smile towards you as he gets up to turn off the lights.

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Descent into Madness

┈┈・୨ ✦ ୧・┈┈

Synopsis: CEO!Jungkook and you have an odd relationship filled with tension and chaos; but is it hatred he truly has for you?

Pairing: CEO!Jungkook x Reader

Tw: angst, slow-burn, swearing (duh), toxic jungkook, alcohol

Wc: 2721

I hate you, I think? Series Masterlist

One day. One day was all you had to prepare for the inevitable business trip. Over the course of the past month, Jungkook hasn’t warmed up to you in the slightest. The cold man even bought you a separate flight from everyone else, albeit same day. However, you knew this company board meeting was important. All of the higher ups, including you, had no choice but to agree to go. Jungkook Technologies was expanding ever so rapidly, and creating new and stronger ties amongst peers and investors alike was the cherry on top.

The warm shower water hit you gently, leaving trails of glistening beads against your skin. You thanked your lucky stars Namjoon was amongst the higher ranks; what would you do without him? Your mind racks against the thoughts racing throughout your head as a conversation makes it’s way back into your memory

The dimly lit yet quaint cafe was a hidden gem for you and Namjoon. You thank the worker kindly as you grab your regular order of a chai latte and a tender buttery scone. You beam as you take a seat across from Namjoon. People stroll by the shop windows as you both converse.

“Joonie, I seriously don’t understand his issue. He’s buying me a separate hotel from you all for fuck’s sake!” You exclaim, with anger laced throughout your words. Namjoon’s eyes widen at the revelation as he stares into your eyes.

“What?” He asks, breath intertwined with the coffee he steadily sipped on throughout your little outing.

“I know. He told me today.” You mumble, mind still filled with confusion from your earlier interaction with the CEO. Namjoon delicately touches his chin as he tries to conjure up a solution or some sort of explanation.

“Well, we do have a little over a month until the trip. Maybe he was just busting your chops or trying to get a reaction out of you. I wouldn’t think too hard about it.” Your concerned friend gives a reassuring smile. Twilight begins seeping it’s way amongst your faces as the city lights begin to make an appearance.

“I hope you’re right.”

A chill runs along your damp body as your shower comes to a halt and the cool air greets your naked body. God how you hope Jungkook has a change of heart. You make a beeline to get under the soothing blankets on your bed. You watch the city skyline, anxious to go to sleep as you knew tomorrow was the dreaded day. You take a glance towards the packed suitcases sitting in the corner of your room, right beside the door. This would only be a week.

As your eyelids fight against you, sleep closes in like a creature preying on the weakest link. Your phone eventually vibrates, startling you awake from the calm dreamscape your mind created.

Jungkook [12:04 am] - flight is tomorrow in case you forgot.

Your eyes adjust and filter in a daze. Why the hell is he texting you at this hour.

Y/N [12:07 am] - i already have my flight information. gn

read @12:08 am

Your body betrays you and your eyes roll far back, wondering why he’s making it a point to remind you of your flight. If he was trying to rub salt in the wound, mission success.

Y/N [12:08 am] - he just texted me to remind me my flight is tomorrow, tf is his problem

Joonie [12:11 am] - bless his poor heart, idk what his deal is. i’ll switch my flight to yours now. k?

This is what made you love Namjoon. You’ve never believed in platonic soulmates until he crashed upon your rather dull life.

Jungkook stares at the message you responded with before clicking his phone off and pouring himself a glass of whiskey. He never quite understood where the vitriol towards you came from. It just happened. Jungkook was never one to deal with emotions, and he certainly was not experienced in the romance department.

He winces slightly as he recalls when your toothy smiles around him turned into tight lipped ones; Or how your natural conversational personality gradually became more guarded in his presence. It wasn’t your fault though, as he was the one who began to distance himself and his actions became more callous.

“Woah we have a flight tomorrow Jung.” Jin cautiously states. It was tradition for Jin to spend the night before a trip, something they’ve upheld from childhood. Jungkook takes a swig of the brown liquor as he looks into Jin’s brown eyes.

“I’m aware.”

“Alright. What’s going on?” Jin asks. He always had a hunch his friend had some sort of feeling towards you after watching your interactions within the past few years of you working under Jungkook Technologies.

“Nothing. We should get going to bed.” Without another word, Jungkook shuts the kitchen lights off, plunging the room into darkness as he trails into his bedroom, leaving Jin perplexed.

You’ve never enjoyed trips. The stress of packing, rushing to the airport amongst the crowds, and not to mention the expensive airport food, was never something meant for you. Peace and tranquility was your kryptonite but frankly put, trips were the opposite of that for you.

Jungkook on the other hand, was accustomed to it. His family enjoyed lavish vacations ever since he can remember. He found great comfort in anything that kept him busy. Perhaps it was the rush of adrenaline that came alongside the chaos of it all. Who knows.

A breath of relief escapes your lips as you take your seat alongside Namjoon.

“This is utterly fucking ridiculous Y/N. He needs to get a grip.” Namjoon sneers as he rests his head against the blue tinted neck pillow. Your body reacts with a simple nod of agreement as you place your earbuds in and look out the window. The only good thing about this whole damn debacle. White clouds drift by as music plays throughout your ears.

Jin managed to set Jungkook straight about whatever he may be dealing with, not to involve it with the workplace; forcing him to get you a room at the same hotel amongst everyone else. Nobody had a clue as to why he would book you elsewhere in the first place.

Sure, Jungkook was an attractive man, but you wouldn’t let a simple work crush get in the way of business. He would do small gestures such as bring you coffee, walk you back to your office after a long meeting, take time out of his day to help you out, the whole 360.

That all changed though. It started with small remarks, leaving you utterly confused. Small things such as, “What in the world are you wearing? My grandma could pick a better outfit than that.” All the way to, “You must have lied about your university, because you are simply incompetent.” Soon enough, the coffee ceased to stop, and the small chats. What changed?

It never ceased to amaze you how someone could be so cruel and calculated. Granted, you've made some mistakes within your life, but the treatment was utterly uncalled for.

You recall the days where you would leave work crying as Jungkook watched you with a stone-cold expression. You would sob into Namjoon’s dress shirt as he coddled you. You knew you didn’t have to endure the harsh treatment, but you lived such a comfortable life and worked too hard. It was a hard choice to choose a wealthier lifestyle over your own wellbeing.

A yawn escapes your lips as the booming landscape of Tokyo fills your eyesight. The sun was beginning to set and vivid hues of red and orange reflected amongst the buildings. You snicker as you glance at the snoring Namjoon. His head tilted back, mouth agape, with an eye mask on to complete the look.

“We will beginning our descent. Please fasten your seatbelts and welcome to Tokyo.” The captain states. The irony of that sentence engulfs you, as this was a descent into a week of the madness that was the annual business meeting with the one and only CEO, Jungkook.

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Jungkook exhaled a strong breath, with the stench of whiskey permeating the air. He initially had regrets towards the way he treated you. For his sake, he initially thought booking a separate flight and hotel would be a beneficial thing for your already tense relationship. However, he knew deep down you would hate it, which pushed him even more towards doing it. Something stirred within him whenever he got any reaction from you, whether it be good or bad.

Why did he seem to enjoy getting a rise out of you? The first one to take notice of this was Jin.

The noise of the airplane jets created an ambient sound as Jin sits comfortably next to the buzzed CEO. The dimmed lights within the first class cabin darkening Jungkook’s features ever so slightly. The silver rings adorn his fingers beautifully as he takes yet another swig of the bitter alcohol.

“I still don’t get why you changed Y/N’s flight.” The raven-haired boy huffs, causing Jungkook’s attention to gear towards him.

“She hates me. It’s for the best.” Jungkook sneers, biting his lip piercing in the process.

“She doesn’t hate you, but you need to get your shit together. It’s fucking ridiculous and you’re a CEO. Start acting like one.” With this, Jungkook’s heart flutters. You don’t hate him? A part of him, for some odd reason, wished you did.

You see, although growing up with a cushy lifestyle, Jungkook has always been attracted to chaos. He’s never had a girlfriend and never enjoyed dealing with his emotions. Here and there, he’d bring a flashy girl home for the night whenever CEO duties didn’t need much tending to. He enjoyed girls running out of his apartment, calling him all names from the book after he condescendingly states, “So, it’s a new day and that requires you to get the hell out.”

He’s never been able to pinpoint if it’s the way they react that attracts him, or the utter chaos that follows, but he knew he enjoyed it.

“This is your captain speaking. Please fasten your seatbelts as we prepare to descend into Tokyo.”

The winter air created beautiful frost amongst the glass windows within Jungkook’s office.

“Y/N, you were absolutely amazing at the conference today!” Jin beams. Jin was one of the first people to take you under their wing, treating you like a little sister. He enjoyed seeing your growth and remarkable change within the company. People absolutely adored you due to your humble and warm-hearted nature.

“I think you should take some notes from Namjoon though. He always manages to somehow uphold himself to a much higher standard in comparison to you.” Jungkook states matter-of-factly, with a still expression. Jin’s eyes widen as he watches the smile evaporate from your face.

“Thank you for the feedback sir.” With clammy hands, you bow your head and release a shaky breath before turning and walking out. If looks could kill right now, Jungkook would be a dead man. Jin stares daggers into his soul. Throughout their 20+ years of friendship, Jungkook could count with one hand how many times Jin has ever been genuinely angry towards him; today being one of them.

“He said something again didn’t he?” A tear falls down your cheeks as you bite your lip and approach Namjoon. You simply give a weak nod as he wraps an arm around your back to guide you towards the now empty conference room. “Listen Y/N, you know, there are other large companies out there. Why do you keep allowing him to do this? Do you need me to say something?” Your friend veers, concern poisoning his voice.

“No. It’s alright.”

After a smooth landing, you can’t fight off the smile that makes its way onto your face. Although you hated trips in general, it felt amazing being able to visit Tokyo alongside a friend like Namjoon. It didn’t take long for you all to gather your luggage within the busy airport. Haneda airport was astounding and pristine. The white walls reflected the bright lights within the airport as you and Namjoon made your way to the hotel in the heart of Tokyo itself.

“You know, maybe you can confront Jungkook about his behavior. I mean we all are stuck here for a week so why not?” Namjoon states. He knew you were not one for confrontation, as it did nothing but cause you extra stress. You hated having issues with anyone,; It’s been years since you can remember the last time you’ve ever had a problem amongst a peer.

The city whirs past as you both chatter within the taxi. Your stomach fails to protect you as a looming dread fills within. “Maybe Joonie.” You sigh. Perhaps he was right and you could get to the bottom of the harsh treatment. You don’t know how much longer you’d be able to handle it after all.

Your mind takes in the cityscape that eventually comes to a halt as the taxi completes the destination to your hotel. This is it.

Check in was rather easy. What you didn’t realize however, was that your room was nestled between Jungkook’s and Jin’s; Namjoon being across the way from you all, about a 2 minute walk. As you and Namjoon parted ways, a small scoff escapes your body while you notice a tall, pierced figure whizz by. Jungkook. Damn him.

“Y/N! You made it safely!” Jin beams as he gives you a tight hug. An oak like musk engulfs your nostrils as he lets you go. Jungkook spins his head around to watch your interaction with his right hand man.

“I did. The flight was honestly lovely. I’m going to check into my room and get some rest.” You warmly respond as you point towards the sleek oak wood door. The bold numbers 1015 staring right back at you.

“Well looks like my room is right next to yours!” Jin then gestures his hand towards the door with 1017.

“We should be getting ready for dinner.” Jungkook interrupts and states towards Jin rather emotionless, interrupting the two of you. Shit. Of course there was a dinner tonight between the higher ranks within the company. How could you forget?

“Well hello to you too sir.” You snarl, both boys taken aback by your response. You were never one to show any negative emotion towards others, but you’d had enough of this foolishness. The now quiet atmosphere, while laced with tension, is torn as the sound of your door unlocking interferes, leaving the two boys behind in the hallway.

This was going to be the longest week of your life.

Jungkook couldn’t deny that the way you bit back, brewed something within him. He never thought he’d see the fiery side of you to be quite frank but boy, did he enjoy it. He craved more of it, and quite frankly, so did his friendly neighbor nestled within his jeans.

As your silhouette disappears behind the door, Jin gives Jungkook a slap upside the head. Jungkook knew he was in the wrong, trust me he did. He just couldn’t help himself at this point.

“Get it together. We have a dinner tonight and the last thing you should do is make a fool of yourself. The meeting takes place tomorrow. Cut the shit.” Jin growls in Jungkook’s ear before walking briskly into room 1017; Leaving Jungkook standing alone. Jin had never seen Jungkook act like this, but one thing was for certain, he didn’t take any enjoyment in the behavior.

Y/N [5:57 pm] - god I can’t take it anymore. i responded pretty rudely to him in the hallway. him and jin are right next to me

Joonie [6:04 pm] - wait u can’t be serious rn? his room next to urs?!?!?!

read @6:05pm

Your brain racks through possible explanations as to why Jungkook would book your room next to him and Jin’s? Maybe the hotel was booked? That was the most plausible conclusion you could draw, being that the hotel was rather luxurious. Regardless, you had a dinner to get ready for.

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Prologue

┈┈・୨ ✦ ୧・┈┈

Synopsis: CEO!Jungkook and you have an odd relationship filled with tension and chaos; but is it hatred he truly has for you?

Pairing: CEO!Jungkook x Reader

Tw: angst, slow-burn, swearing (duh), toxic jungkook

Wc: 1212

I hate you, I think? Series Masterlist

The sunlight seeps through your heightened luxury apartment windows as your phone alarm taunts you. You let out a groan as you rub your eyes whilst in your groggy sleep-like trance. Another day at this damn company.

Don’t get things twisted, you loved your job. It was your one way ticket out of your hometown in the quaint countryside of Damyang County, but it came with a price. Your boss. Damn him. Growing up, your family was on the lower end of the economic scale, but yet, you lived a comfortable life. Upon scoring a scholarship with Korea University and ranking at the top of your finances class, you managed to land a job within Jungkook Technologies.

Now working as a CFO (after several years of hard work, dedication, & climbing amongst the corporate ladder), you were able to live comfortably in the heart of Seoul; not too far from your job. However, you never forgot your humble beginnings and sent money to your parents weekly, whilst visiting them every two weeks.

You fulfill your daily ritual of opening the blinds, with the intense and harsh sunlight waking you from your zombified state. Upon finishing, you head out, the warm summer air kissing your skin delicately. A small smile etches upon your face as you begin your transit to work. You didn’t really invest in a car, as you saw no point in doing so. The busy streets of Seoul were filled with transportation, which allowed you to get from point A to point B with ease.

Upon your arrival within the beautiful yet tall glass building, a taller figure bumps into you, causing a splash of hot coffee to dribble along your shirt.

“Oh god, I am extremely sorry.” The figure blurts. You look up and stare at the man’s reddened cheeks. How cute. You don’t recognize him though and just as you were about to respond, you hear a snort from behind you. One that was all too familiar. Jungkook. A sigh escapes from your lips as you adjust your glasses.

“No worries. I don’t think we’ve met before.” You warmly answer with a furrowed brow decorating your face, wanting to know more about this unknown man.

“Oh! I’m Jimin. I’m a new hire her-,”

“Jimin! Welcome, let me give you a tour of the place. We are so excited to have a fresh face within our company.” Jungkook booms while stepping in between you two. Jimin nods feverishly, seeming to forget about you completely. You walk off in annoyance, not wanting to be in the midst of their conversation. Jungkook glances at your figure as your briskly vanish towards the elevator.

To be quite frank, your office adorned the loveliest view of the city skyline. Occasionally, you’d take a glance down below and stare at the colorful silhouettes of people who decorated the streets. It never fails to intrigue you as your mind wandered about how everyone was so intertwined. Knock Knock. Your train of thought veers of the tracks.

“Come in!” You yell through the glass door as you swivel your chair back around; only to come face-to-face with the CEO himself. Fuck. You can’t say you’ve ever hated someone, that is until Jungkook’s behavior grew increasingly more hostile towards you.

Albeit hard to believe, you and Jungkook had a pretty decent work relationship. When you were first hired onto his corporation, he never failed to make you feel comfortable, along with the other employees. Although you were considered ‘fresh meat’ within the company, you began to establish friendships amongst your peers. You have no clue what changed within Jungkook though. Over the past year, he became increasingly more cold and distant, sometimes even bearing more unnecessary tasks on top of your already busy workload. You weren’t the only person who noticed this change though; Namjoon, CMO, being one of your trusted confidants and closest friends, also became increasingly confused by Jungkook’s behavior.

You swallow an irritated groan and plaster a fake smile upon your sun kissed face as you greet Jungkook.

“Hello sir.” You tightly greet him. Although bitterness was festering within you, he was still your boss.

“Y/N, we need to have a talk. Do you have a minute?” The black-haired figure responds curtly, with a stoic expression etched upon his snow-white face. He closes the door behind him gently as he seats himself directly across from you; your polished desk serving as a physical boundary. You nod towards him in response before adjusting your glasses once again.

“Our annual company board meeting abroad is coming up. As you may know, this is highly important, being that investors, both old and new, will be in attendance. I would appreciate that you show, being that you are the CFO and your role is crucial to our company.” Jungkook sighs while rubbing his palm against his forehead. “You will have a separate hotel from us as well.” He finishes. You just stare at him in bewilderment.

“Why would I need to have a separate hotel?” You ask as your confusion grows stronger by the second.

“It would be in both of our best interests. So is that a yes or a no?” This man was a royal asshole.

“Yes.”

Jungkook came from a wealthier background. His father applied pressure towards him from a young age, wanting his son to be, if not more, successful like himself. For as long as he could remember, he used all his grit and determination to make it through whatever life had to offer him.

Throughout college, he was known to be quiet and withdrawn, only entrusting his best friend from birth, Jin. Jungkook indulged in his studies while ladies and peers alike ogled at the attractive man. He managed to achieve his business degree with an emphasis in finances before finally starting up Jungkook Technologies. Whereas Jin, upon earning his masters, joined Jungkook’s side as COO.

The day you walked in to his office for an interview, a blizzard raged its warpath through the bustling Monday within Seoul. Snowflakes sparkled and nestled within strands of your hair, as well as your lashes. Your nose was tickled pink and Jungkook’s eyes were almost immediately drawn to you.

“Hello sir!, I’m Y/N L/N.” You muster, as your cheeks grow colored with nervousness. You were absolutely mesmerizing.

“Welcome in Y/N. I’m Jungkook, CEO.” He extends his hand out to you, which you happily shake. “Tell me about yourself Y/N.”

“Well, I’m a new graduate from Korea University. I majored in finances with an emphasis in mathematics.” Wow. You were beautiful and smart. “From a young age I took a keen interest in math, and I feel that I would be an amazing asset to your company.” You continue as he reads through your resume.

“Well, without a doubt, you have very high potential. However, working within a corporation as big as this requires hard work, determination, and of course reliability. Right now we are mainly looking to hire a receptionist. You’d be handling calls, people in general, and occasionally helping my assistant with scheduling. Is this something you’d be interested in Y/N?” A twinge of disappointment lurches within your mind, but nonetheless, it would be an opportunity to show your value.

“Yes sir.”

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