Sorry about missing yesterday's upload! Yesterday was hell, but I'd rather not say what happened for everyone who reads my shit story to see. Hope you like it!

Jaehee woke up tiredly to see Jumin pulling his shirt up over his head and grabbing his tie. Jaehee rubbed her eyes, trying to get them to focus. Jumin put on his tie and turned around to Jaehee, giving her a small smile. "Good morning." He said. Jaehee groaned and rolled over, smushing her face into the soft pillows. "We have the meeting in three hours." Jumin reminded her. Jaehee made a small noise, almost like a cry. Jumin chuckled and picked her up bridal style off the bed. "Eh?! M-Mr. Han, p-put me down! I d-don't like this!" Jaehee squealed, her face flushing red. Jumin raised one eyebrow. "Put you down, you say?" He asked. "Yes!" Jaehee yelled. Jumin shrugged. "Fine." He dropped her onto the floor. Jaehee's head hit the floor hard. 'Son of a-' Jaehee suddenly thought of something as Jumin turned around. She laid completely still, keeping her eyes closed. '... payback, bitch.' Jumin put on his jacket and fixed his cuffs. He grabbed a comb and brushed out his hair. He rushed into the washroom. "Toothbrush, Toothbrush..." he looked over at Jaehee. "Assistant Kang, come on. Get up." Jaehee didn't move. Jumin shook his head and brushed his teeth. He put on cologne and then turned back to Jaehee. He leaned over her and held out his hand for her to grab. "Alright, you can't sleep on the floor. Get up." She still didn't move. Jumin started to panic, shaking her gently. "Okay, come on, not funny." His voice quavered . He shook her again, with more force. He noticed her lips almost curling into a smile. Jumin smirked, shaking his head and grabbing a small glass filled with seashells in the bathroom, dumping them out on a towel so it wouldn't make any noise. He filled it up with water. "You made me do this." He said before pouring the water over her face. She screamed, sitting upright. Her hair was dripping wet. Jumin smirked at her. "Get up." He said, walking into the bathroom. Jaehee groaned.

{At The Meeting...}

Jaehee's hand was killing her by the time she finished up writing notes. She was shaking it and cracking her knuckles in an attempt to make her hand ache less. Jumin smiled at her and put his arm around her waist on their way out of the building. Jaehee blushed. "I... Mr. Han? W-Why are you holding me?" She stuttered. Jumin smirked. "I'm cold." He said blandly. Jaehee shook her head and didn't pay attention to the fact his arm was around her. For some reason, she found herself enjoying it. When they had finally walked back to the hotel, Jaehee realized they only had one day left, and one of their days were spent entirely over a meeting. She groaned and flopped down on her bed. Jumin chuckled as Jaehee pulled off her blazer. "Tired?" Jumin asked her. "No..." Jaehee said hesitantly. "Just... we only have one day left here." "And two nights. And I know how we're spending tonight~" Jaehee pulled out her phone. 10:30. 'Is it legal to keep people at a four hour meeting?'I hope it's not.' Jaehee thought to herself. She reached out to put her phone on her bedside table, but when she turned around Jumin sat on top of her. Jaehee turned completely red. "M-Mr. Han?!" She squealed. Jumin smirked, his eyes full of... lust? Jaehee wasn't sure, that's what they appeared to be like. Jumin leaned down really close to her face, staying like that for what felt like forever. "Get up, we're going to the bar downstairs." Jumin said, getting off of Jaehee. He looked back at her deep red colored cheeks. He chuckled. "Ah... I love toying with you." As soon as he turned he felt a pillow hit the back of his head. He twisted back around to see Jaehee stood on top of the bed with a pillow in her arms. Jumin chuckled and moved over to his bed, pretending to grab his phone. "That's quite immature, Assistant Kang." He said. Jumin's words caught Jaehee off gaurd long enough for Jumin to throw his own pillow at her and hit her dead on. Since she hadn't taken off her heels, she went stumbling backwards and down on the floor. Jumin chuckled. "Come on, let's head down to the bar." "Mr. Han, I haven't been to a bar before!" Jaehee said suddenly. Jumin turned to her. "You are 26, right?" Jaehee nodded. "And you haven't been to a bar before?" Jaehee shook her head. "Okay, put on something different and lets go." Jumin said, now even more enthusiastic about going to the bar.

Jaehee didn't bring anything "fancy" that would be acceptable to wear around Jumin, so she took the short turquoise dress she had worn to St. John's and tucked the spaghetti string sleeves inside to make it appear strapless. She found her black scarf and tied it around her waist in a bow done up at the back. She wore her heels that she always wore to work and stood in front of the mirror. 'This should be alright.' Jaehee thought with a nod. She went outside the door where Jumin was waiting. He was leant against the wall, trying to fix his shirts cuffs. "Is this alright, sir?" Jaehee asked politely. Jumin looked up and froze, a light blush grazing his cheeks. Jaehee waved her hand in front of his face and cleared her throat. "Mr. Han? Is it okay?" Jumin shook his head, snapping out of his trance. "Y-Yeah, yes, it looks sexy." Jaehee blushed. Jumin realized what he said. "I mean, Hot! Cute! Fine! Fuck!" Jumin yelled putting his head in his hand. Jaehee giggled. "Um... thank you?" She said, not knowing what to say as such. Jumin shook his head. "Let's go." "Wait, sir.... I'm.... a lightweight." Jaehee said. "I can barely take half a glass... I shouldn't drink." Jumin gave her a strange look. "What do you mean, 'you shouldn't drink?' You're having something." Jaehee sighed. " I know that this is a lot to ask... but could you please make sure I make it back upstairs okay? I don't want to be that drunk that I... go home with a stranger." Jaehee said, trying to get Jumin to understand. Jumin nodded, knowing what she meant. "I promised you I'd make sure you'd be okay, didn't I? I won't break that promise." Jaehee gave Jumin a small smile and look to the floor. Jumin smiled back. "Let's go."

{Down At The Bar}

For being a part of a hotel, the bar was huge. There was a very large amount of people there playing casino games, gambling, making out in darkened corners, and sitting at the bar. Once the two had finally found two empty chairs next to each other, they took a seat. "What would you like, Ma'am?" The bartender asked. The bartender looked a lot like Zen, and the way he was looking at Jaehee was irritating Jumin. "I... don't know." Jaehee said, blushing." "Mr. Han-" "call me Jumin for tonight." Jumin cut her off. Jaehee hesitated, but finally agreed. "Okay... Jumin what would you recommend I get?" 'Why does my name sound so good when you say it?' Jumin thought as he bit his lip. "Champagne was the first thing I ever drank, so maybe you would like to try that?" Jaehee nodded, turning to the bartender. "I'll have Champagne." She said, having a hard time pronouncing the name. Jumin smiled. 'That was too cute...' The bartender turned to Jumin. "And you sir?" "I'll have the same as her." Jumin said. Jaehee fiddled with her hands in her lap. Jumin had noticed that she fiddled with her hands a lot, especially when she was nervous. 'I hadn't noticed Assitant Kang painted her nails light brown... did she do them at the hotel?' Jumin was about to ask her, but the bartender came over with the drinks. The bartender cocked his head to the side. "Are you from Japan?" He asked Jaehee. 'Don't talk to her.' Jumin thought, glaring daggers at the bartender. The bartender ignored Jumin. Jaehee shook her head. "No... we're from Korea." Jaehee hadn't noticed that the bartender was only talking to her and not Jumin. He nodded his head, acting interested. Jaehee took a sip of her Champagne, waiting for the bartender to leave to see another customer. He didn't. "Where'd you buy your dress? The bow is very fancy. Aren't strapless dresses expensive?" He asked. Jaehee was slightly irritated. She didn't like this boy, he had her on edge. "It's an older one, and the bow is only an old scarf. It's actually not strapless, the straps are pulled inside to appear that way." Jaehee said, hoping the boy would leave her and Jumin alone. The bartender only nodded. "Y'know, not very many pretty girls come in here like you. Which hotel room are you staying in?" The bartender asked with a smirk. Jumin clenched his hand into a fist.

"She's staying in a room with me." Jumin said, pulling his arm protectively around Jaehee. Jaehee blushed lightly. The bartender only smirked. He scribbled something onto a piece of paper, handed it to Jaehee, and then served another customer. "What is it?" Jumin asked. Jaehee rolled her eyes. "His number." She tore the paper in two and dropped it to the floor. Jumin smiled, glad that Jaehee wasn't interested in the bartender. "He reminded me of Zen." Jumin said, taking a sip of his own Champagne. "Ugh, gag. He is not like Zen." Jaehee said, rolling her eyes. "Yeah, he didn't go right for the kiss without the knowledge of the girl he was kissing." Jumin said, taking another sip of Champagne. After a few more minutes of them talking and drinking, Jumin noticed Jaehee was getting a little bit tipsy. Her speech was slurred and she nearly fell off her chair. 'Hmm... a drunk Jaehee... this should be interesting.' Jumin thought with a smirk. That's when Jaehee literally fell off the chair and giggled. "Where am I?" She said, still giggling. "Oooooooh no." Jumin said, standing up. It was going to get really bad really fast if he didn't leave with Jaehee soon. He got her up on her feet and took her away from the bar. He had noticed an older man who had been looking at Jaehee for a while... it made him feel uncomfortable. He didn't like the way he was looking at her, and he knew Jaehee wouldn't like it either if she wasn't so drunk. Jaehee tripped on the stairs and smacked her head against the railing. "Jaehee! Are you alright?!" Jumin asked worriedly. Jaehee looked up at the rail and her eyes went big. "How did that get there?!" She asked, pointing at the rail. 'Shit, she's broken.' Jumin thought, picking Jaehee up bridal style again. Jaehee didn't argue this time. "Weee!" She squealed, hugging Jumin's neck. Jumin chuckled, finding Jaehee's behavior extremely hilarious. "You really are a lightweight, Assistant Kang." Jumin said as they went into the hotel room. Jaehee giggled and kicked her feet in the air. "Thank you, I'm always watching my weight! Sometimes I don't even eat!" She giggled again, but Jumin wasn't finding it funny anymore. "Why don't you eat sometimes?" Jumin asked, thinking that Jaehee's thoughts would be more accessible now that she was left unaware of her actions. He sat her down on the bed gently, sitting next to her. Jaehee giggled again. "Cuz I'm chubby!" She said, squishing her face in her hands. Jumin gave her a sad look.

"Jaehee... you aren't chubby. You're a perfect size and I will force you to eat if you don't." Jaehee gasped, her eyes lighting up. "You have the force?! I love Star Wars!" She squealed. Jumin put his head in his hands and groaned. "Ugh, my assistant is a complete si-fi nerd." (I don't know if that's how you spell si-fi, but fuck it.)  Jaehee giggled again. Jumin slipped off Jaehee's heels while she hummed something to herself. "Here." Jumin said, throwing her a t-shirt and shorts. "Put that on and crawl in bed." "But I don't wanna!" Jaehee said protestingly. She crossed her arms like a stubborn child. Jumin gave her a serious look. "If you don't, I will dress you myself." "Okay." Jaehee said, still sitting stubbornly on the bed. Normally Jaehee wouldn't defy Jumin in the first place, let alone tell him "okay" when he said he would dress her himself. Jumin's cheeks flushed red. "J-Just get ready." He said, deciding on getting dressed for bed himself. He went into the washroom with his pajama pants and got ready.It would be a bad idea for either if them to stay up much longer. When Jumin walked out Jaehee was just pulling on her shirt, causing Jumin to blush a deep red. The drunk Jaehee was having a hard time getting into bed, so Jumin helped her. When Jumin went to go to his own bed, Jaehee reached out her arm and grabbed his wrist. "No~ Stay with me~" Jaehee said. Jumin blushed, but listened to her, crawling into her bed and keeping his arms wrapped around her. Jaehee gave a satisfied sigh and sunk down into her pillow.

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"I love you, Jumin~"

I feel better today because there isn't so much stress on my shoulders, so the double upload today should be easy.  Once again, I have a general,direction to where this story is headed, and it's going to have a bit of a shocker later on. You'll see what I mean. ;3 hope you enjoyed! ~TheWeeWeeaboo