"I can't believe you two stayed up so late last night just to hit on a waiter," Jin said, shaking his head in disbelief before walking over to you and the hungover boy next to you that you refer to as your assistant. He places a plate of omelets in front of the two of you. "Do you know how reckless that is? You both just got out of dealing with Mr. Min. Now you're risking hooking up with another guy while your lawyer is still working on your case?" He asks, his arms crossed, accentuating his broad shoulders. He looks over at you, giving a disappointed look before turning back to face the counter.

"Relax, dad. Ethan is a little college boy who most likely won't even have the guts to do anything with my number." You say, carelessly shrugging as you start digging into your omelet. You nudge Jimin as he rests his head on his arms, giving you a slight glare as he narrows his eyes. You give him a death glare before pointing towards the omelet in front of him, indicating that he should eat.

"Dad? Did you just call me dad?" Jin asks. His voice begins to rise as he stares over at you. You sense the look of irritation as he raises his eyebrows at you. You place your fork down on the table next to your plate, your eyes containing a cold, fierce gaze as your eyes meet his. He steps closer to you and you embrace yourself for the type of scolding that a real father would do. Jin was known for his tangents and his nagging, according to Jimin. Apparently he goes on and on about how he should be respected because he's the eldest amongst Jimin and his other friends.

Jin starts to shake his arms around, probably preparing for the scolding. He then rolls his broad shoulders back, eyes wide with a hint of crazy in his pupils.

You don't back down, merely staring at him as you watch him embarrass himself. He stops directly in front of you before he towers over you as you sit at the table.

"Listen to me, Y/N. I may be your employee, but I can walk out of the door any minute I want. I'm still older than you regardless of how many billions of dollars you make per year. You should be respecting your elders." He says before he gets down to eye level with you. You gulp as you stare into his eyes, now feeling intimidated by him. "However, since it's you, I wouldn't be opposed to you referring to me as a fatherly figure. Especially when you sure could use one."

Your jaw drops as you stare up at your employee who merely smiles down at you. You slowly push your chair away from the table and stand up from your chair. You narrow your eyes at the man in front of you.

"You listen to me, Mr. Kim Seokjin," you start before stepping directly in front of Jin, your chest pressed against his as you narrow your eyes up at him. He merely crosses his arms. "You may be older than me but that does not give you permission to tell me what you think I need.'" You say with a scowl on your face.

You shove past Jin and start to walk towards the living room, grabbing your coat. Seokjin follows behind you, on your tail as he walks. You glance behind you, seeing him on your tail and begin to groan out in frustration, speeding towards the front door. Upon reaching the door, your hand grips tightly onto the handle and you begin to turn the handle, pulling the door with all of your force. This action is stopped by the broad-shouldered giant towering over you.

Looking up, your eyes meet Jin who is standing abnormally close to you. You attempt to back away only for him to block your exit with his other arm. With one hand holding the door shut and his other arm against your lower back, you widen your eyes as you then shake your head, pushing onto his chest as you manage to creep your way out of the house.

Seokjin chases after you, groaning as he slips his jacket on. He glances at the swinging kitchen doors that occasionally reveal a passed out Jimin with his head still rested on the table. He laughs to himself before following you out the front door, slamming the door behind him.

"Where do you think you're going, Y/N? Talking back and disrespecting your elders?" Seokjin asks as he shakes his head, chasing you down the driveway as you attempt to walk towards your car. You look back at him, eyes narrowed as you halt to a stop.

"Listen, Jin. I don't know who you think you are or why you think you can talk to your boss the way you just did in there. You may be older than me, but you certainly cannot tell me how late to stay out, where I go, and you especially cannot slut-shame me for the men I bring home. That's my choice. It's my home, not yours." You huff out, throwing your arms out as you speak before crossing your arms. Jin stares at you with a brow lifted before he steps closer to you.

"Do you want to start a nagging war? Because I'd easily win. I've been nagging at Jimin," he says, pointing back towards the house with his hand while keeping his buggy eyes on you. "For years. I try warning you because I've only been working here for a short while now and you've already gotten in a scandal with Yoongi. Like it or not, one: I'm older than you and you should show me some kind of respect and two: the income from your job is my main source of money. Although the amount of money you're paying me should be much larger due to me having to slave over a stove all day, I'd love it if your stupid actions didn't risk losing that money." He says, immediately shutting you up. You stare up at him, arms crossed, eyes avoiding his now as he leans down to you. His mouth closes and he rubs his plump lips together.

You take this time to admire his features. The cold has caused his plump lips to appear even more pink than usual and his skin looked paler, accentuating the warm, chocolatey brown hue in his pupils. Your eyes continue to drift back and forth between his lips and his eyes, and you feel your heart beating faster in your chest. He stares down at you, his eyes scanning your face as well, looking for any signs of you being calm now.

"Y/N, I'm telling you not to sleep with so many men to slut shame you," his voice turns soft as he speaks. "I'm telling you not to sleep with them for multiple reasons... the most important reason being that..." he trails off as he stares down at you, hesitating to continue speaking before he gulps, his eyes lowering to your lips as you unconsciously start to bite onto your lower lip. He lets out a sigh before he shakes his head, pulling away from you.

"What is the important reason?" you ask, your voice now nearly a whisper as you hesitate to push him to continue talking. He stares down at you, lowering his face to be closer to yours. The cold air shows you his breath and how close his breath is from hitting your lips, a mere fog that you wish were his actual lips.

"The most important reason is..." he starts before he glances down at the ground, a serious expression on his face. "These men that you choose to be with... whether it's a date or a one-night stand, they're all... not worth your time." He states, causing your face to contort from a serious expression to a confused one as you stare up at him.

"Pardon?"

"There's something wrong with all the ones I've seen you bring home. You should be hooking up with respectful men. Men who can treat you better and can cook for you and can pamper you." He states softly. "Listen, all the guys I've witnessed so far either don't make you happy or they're asses."

"Are you serious?" you scoff.

"Yeah, I am," he says before he starts to talk again, a small smile on his face. "That being said, I care about your safety and your company. Even though your company doesn't directly affect me, as I'm not an employee at the production factory or in the sales or marketing team, your profits affect me. This handsome face is wanted by many companies, but I chose to work here. Don't stay out too late, and if you do, please tell me or one of your other employees where you are so we know you're safe. The last thing I want is for you to be in an unsafe situation, because a lot of us are relying on you." He says before stepping away, shoving his hands into his coat pockets and walking back towards the house. He opens the front door, giving you another glance before turning to enter the house again.

You stand there, in shock of his statements. Do your employees really worry about things like this? Is this why Jimin was so scared the other day? You merely blink before deciding to continue walking towards your car, getting in. You need to think.

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You ended up at a bar near your home. You weren't drinking or anything, just sitting there and looking around at the other people drowning out their sorrows in alcohol. You let out a soft sigh as you started to swirl your reusable straw in your soda, staring down at the liquid.

"Am I that selfish? All of my employees are relying on me and I'm out here, being reckless with myself." you mumble to yourself. "Maybe he has a point..."

"Damn, already talking about me? I haven't even said anything yet." The guy next to you lets out a deep chuckle. You furrow your eyebrows before shaking your head quickly. "Just kidding. I know you're not talking about me. What's wrong, sweetheart?"

"Don't call me that." You hold your hand up, signaling for him to shut up. You roll your eyes before taking a sip of your soda, placing your hand on the bar table. "My... employee... is giving me a hard time."

"Employee? Giving a boss a hard time? Wow, that's something I've never heard of." His sarcasm makes you want to throw your drink in his face. You grit your teeth as you place your drink back on the table, resisting the urge. "What did they do?"

"Telling me what I'm doing wrong, expressing his concern for me, scolding me for not giving him respect just because he's older than me." You grumble out, your hand gripping more tightly onto the glass holding your drink.

"Sounds to me like he likes working for you and just wants to help you be a better boss. Could even sound like something more than just a work relationship if you ask me." You roll your eyes.

"I'm very professional with my job." You harshly spit out, turning your chair to look at the man. "I'm Y/N."

"Oscar." He says, extending his hand out to you. You shake his hand before nodding your head.

"Nice to meet you, Oscar. Sorry that you caught me on a bad day." You say before looking over at the man. He nods his head.

"That's fine, I've had worse interactions with beautiful women." You roll your eyes, smiling softly. He notices the smile on your face and decides to move his chair closer. "Any other things you'd like to rant about?"

"You already heard me complain about another guy and yet you'd still listen to me rant?" You ask, arching an eyebrow as the man laughs, looking down at his drink before he speaks once more. His broad shoulders shrug, causing you to shake your head for a moment, thinking about Seokjin's shoulders.

You snap yourself out of it and prepare to listen to the man next to you, praying he doesn't say something stupid.

"If that means I could take you home with me, then sure."

There goes that prayer, huh?

You roll your eyes, taking a sip of your drink. You look over his face while you do so and realize that he isn't ugly. He's actually fairly cute, but you weren't really in the mood to sleep with someone after being nearly slut-shamed by your own employee.

Just when you're about to open your mouth to deny his request, a thought runs through your head.

You sleeping with any man is the complete opposite of what Seokjin wanted you to do. Doing this would piss him off. Especially if you do it somewhere that he can't prevent it from happening and do exactly what he said: tell him where you are and that you're safe. He can't get too mad... right?

A sly smirk spreads across your face as you place your glass onto the table.

"You know, I was gonna say no," you started before placing a tip on the counter for the bartender. You slowly slip your phone out of your pocket as you speak. "However, that might be exactly what I need right now. Today might be your lucky day." You say. You watch the man in front of you grin before you unlock your phone, starting to send a text to both Jimin and Seokjin.

Y/N: Met someone at the bar. I'll be late for dinner.

You smirk to yourself as you wait for the ringtone of your phone to go off. You watch as Oscar tries to scoot even closer, placing his hand on your thigh. Giving him a sweet smile, you roughly grip onto his hand, pushing it off as you look down at your phone.

"Hey! You said-"

"I said 'might.' Don't get your dick in a twist, Oscar." You say before looking up from your phone to eye the man. "I'm going to be blunt right now, and you're not going to like it." You state.

You watch as he gulps, his eyes slightly widening.

"You're cute, Oscar. However, letting me rant to you while you poorly attempt to flirt with me and touch me without my consent isn't exactly a 'panty dropper.'" You say before letting your eyes return to the screen below you. "If you step up your game, that 'might' could turn into a 'yes.'"

Your eyes light up as you watch your screen light up, the ringtone going off.

Jimin: Be safe. Drive yourself so you can get out if need be

Seokjin: Y/N, I just told you not to do this shit. When will you listen for once?

Your fingers begin typing away before you hit send.

Y/N: I never said I met a man, Seokjin. And I don't believe I mentioned I'm sleeping with someone. Jimin, thank you. I'll keep you updated.

Seokjin: You're so stubborn. I'm not cooking for him.

Y/N: Didn't ask you to.

Seokjin: You're practically begging for me to scold you again.

You roll your eyes before looking back at Oscar. He scratches the back of his neck as you grin a mischievous grin in his direction.

"So, Oscar, are you going to make me change that 'might' to a 'yes' or not?"

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I already put some notes about what's going on in the world in the last chapter, so I recommend reading those just so we can spread awareness.

I'm uploading two chapters today bc I had a really good day yesterday and wanted to make your days better with two chapters!

I'm so excited about BTS's performances lately. The fact that they performed Anpanmann is incredible to me, especially bc they performed it bc of the nurses and front-line workers is amazing. I love it.

I love all of you and I hope that these two updates made your days better.

Kim 💗