Jungkook opened his wallet to see how much money he had brought. He was very thankful upon finding out that he had brought enough.

Jihyun had gone home already, tired from practicing in the play that their school was doing. Jungkook on the other hand, was heading to Seonchul to visit Jimin-hyung. And yes, well, visit Taehyung too.

But before he would do that, he'd buy flowers first.

And for whom?

For Taehyung, of course.

He stopped in front of the flower shop near their school and scanned the different displays. Maybe he shouldn't buy something too grand, since it's Taehyung, and Tae was all about simplicity and contentment.

"Can I help you?" someone said.

Jungkook looked up and found a brightly smiling man. "I'd like something colorful," Jungkook said, remembering Taehyung's smile that always gave color to his world.

The man nodded, leading Jungkook further inside the shop. He showed him a display of different colors of roses, real roses. Jungkook didn't even know that there was a green rose.

"If it's for someone you love, then I recommend these," the man said.

"I'm not really sure if it's love yet..." Jungkook trailed off.

The man's smile only brightened. "Is it a boy or a girl?"

"Umm, a boy..."

"Were you thinking of him before you slept last night?" the man asked.

Jungkook nodded.

"Is thinking of him makes you smile?"

Jungkook nodded again.

"Does your heart melt with the sound of his voice?"

Jungkook paused to think. But there's no need to do that though, he already knew the answer.

He nodded.

The man laughed and ruffled his hair. "Looks like you're really into him, kid. It may not be love yet, but given the time, it soon will be."

Jungkook blinked, all this cliche love lines making his thoughts blur. Wow, this man sounded like a professional love guru with the degree of matchmaking.

"Actually..." Jungkook begun, unsure if he should share this piece of information. "I'm planning to keep our relationship on the friendly bay for at least three weeks or four. Then I'll ask him on a date. After about a month or two of dating, I'll ask him to be my boyfriend. Then after two years of being boyfriends, we'll marry."

The man blinked, and so did Jungkook.

"Wow... Umm, I could say that...uh, you're a very, um, very organize person indeed," the man said.

"You think so?" Jungkook asked and the man nodded as his smile returned. "Is that good?"

"It is. Now, since you're still in the budding friendship it seemed, how about buy these tulips for now? Three weeks from now, when you're already dating, come back and buy these colorful roses. Alright?"

Jungkook nodded happily then made the purchase. The man laughed at him and ruffled his hair.

"I bet this boy also likes you back," he said.

Jungkook shrugged. "Hopefully. By the way, what's your name?"

"Jung Hoseok, but you can call me Hobi-hyung."

"Mine is Jungkook," he said with a smile.

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It's already Jimin's third day in his new job and it felt like he already got the hang of it.

It's not that hard, really. Just organizing Yoongi's schedule, making an effort to say 'Mr. Min' with respect, accompanying him on a few meetings, ignoring his teasing, arranging his schedules, glaring at his back, reviewing a few of his reports, laughing dryly on his dirty jokes, receiving the phone calls, and staring at his boss while he's sleeping on the bed.

Okay, so maybe the last statement seemed to make him look like a creeper, but he really was not. Damn it, Park Jimin was definitely not a creeper.

It's just that Yoongi looked so...different when sleeping. His eyes would be lightly fluttered close and his features free from all those smirks and judgmental stares.

So yeah, Jimin would be staring a bit, only a bit, while his monster of a boss was sleeping peacefully on his bed.

Another things was, whenever he took a short break and went to get some coffee, the other workers would crowd on him and ask if anything terrible had yet happened to him. The older noonas would coo at him and with tearful eyes, warn him about the possibilities.

They were right, Yoongi was a terrible boss.

But not because he had hurt Jimin emotionally or physically.

Min Yoongi was just terrible all together, might he be Jimin's boss or not.

Yoongi would tease Jimin lightly at times. There were also times when the teasing would get really annoying. But that's all, really.

There were even a few 'touching' moments that Jimin chose to file into the 'Maybe Hyung Hit His Head On Something Hard' section of his mind. Like that one time when Jimin accidentally dropped Yoongi's coffee and the older boy told him to step back and not touch the broken glasses. He called a janitor to clean the whole thing and asked Jimin if he had hurt himself.

It was...quite cute, actually.

Yoongi's face was worried and he touched Jimin's hands to look for any wounds. A minute after though, Yoongi was back to his usual jerk mode before Jimin could even blink and with lazy eyes, called Jimin a pabo.

He also, as it turned out, owned a music store and offered discounts at Jimin if he, quoted "would be a good boy. So be good, alright, Jiminie?".

So far, he was not yet shouted ar. And so far, the only time Jimin received the cold treatment was that time when he was caught talking with Hoseok.

And so far, he's enjoying his job.

Jimin smiled, finishing his coffee. He just had his short break, plus another tiring session of 'no, no really, Mr. Min is a fine boss' with the nosy workers that gasped every time he'd tell them this.

He went to the restroom to check himself first. Not because he wanted to impress Yoongi with his looks, nope, but because he just simply wanted to be presentable.

After making sure that he still looked cute, Jimin immediately walked back to Yoongi's office. His hyung had been out for a meeting and he wondered if he had already gotten back.

When he entered, he saw that indeed, his boss was back. He looked really tired as he ran his fingers through his hair and heaved a deep sigh.

"Are you alright, hyu- err, Mr. Min?" Jimin said.

Yoongi sighed again and looked at him, his gaze seeming to reach the the depth of Jimin's soul. The younger boy swallowed.

"Stop calling me Mr. Min. Ugh, it makes me feel like I'm a forty something department head and you're some hot stripper I forced to become my secretary," the other boy whined, in which Jimin almost choked. "But do call me that in front of the other employees, just to keep the boss vibe going around."

"Err...alright, hyung," Jimin said.

Yoongi almost, almost, smiled. But instead, his hyung returned to his I-don't-give-a-shit expression.

The next thing Jimin knew, Yoongi was... Umm, so his boss was taking off his blazer and was unbuttoning his shirt.

Jimin looked away.

"Lock the door," Yoongi ordered, now halfway in unbuttoning.

Jimin's eyes widened and he gulped audibly. "W-why?"

Yoongi looked at him with an irritated expression. "Just lock the door."

The younger boy slowly made his way to the door and locked it with an offending loud click.

"Come here," Yoongi said, voice low.

When Jimin turned back around, he saw Yoongi removing his necktie, shirt now opened and revealing the great expanse of his pale torso.

Jimin swallowed again.

He warily walked towards Yoongi as he was told so. His eyes downcast, and to his great distress, his face and neck was burning red.

Yoongi sat on the bed and turned his head to face Jimin, looking so much like a model in a magazine with his tousled hair and open shirt.

"Sit on the bed," he ordered.

What the shit is happening?

"H-hyung?"

With his heart beating wildly, Jimin sat on the bed.

Stay calm. Stay calm. Stay the heck calm. Stay-

And Yoongi removed his shirt.

"What's with that look on your face?" Yoongi said with a scowl.

"Umm..."

"Will you please massage me?" Yoongi said, rubbing his forehead.

"M-massage?"

"Yes Jimin, massage."

The younger boy sighed in relief. Yoongi was actually only wanting a massage. Tsk, of course.

Tsk, of course.

He crawled unto the bed and positioned behind Yoongi. He hesitated at first, but soon was able to effectively massage the other boy, putting pressure on the right places.

Jimin did not know why it surprised him so much that Yoongi's skin felt so warm against his fingers. It's probably because the guy was always cold towards other people, and a jerk towards Jimin.

"Mhmm, you're good at this," Yoongi moaned, his head tilting backwards.

Jimin felt his face heat up without really knowing why.

"Hyung, I think it's better if you lie down so you can relax properly," Jimin suggested.

Yoongi shook his head. "No, I'll fall asleep if I do."

Jimin gave a chuckle. "You'll still fall asleep in this position. You fall asleep in any position. Don't worry, I'll just move your appointments for today, you very seem tired."

The other boy scrunched up his face at the undeniable fact that was Jimin's statement. He sighed and slowly laid down on his belly.

Jimin continued to massage his hyung, his fingers grazing over the pale skin of Yoongi's back. His hyung moaned softly, muttering words of praise to Jimin.

"Jimin-ah you're so good at this," he said with a soft sigh. "Ah, I should take you home. I'm really bringing you home. You should live with me. I should probably marry you so that we'll live together and you'll massage me forever. I will really marry you Chim. Ahhhhh, I'll marry you right now. Marry me..."

Jimin just kept laughing the entire time. His hyung was like on drugs.

Soon, Yoongi was not speaking anymore.

Because, you probably guessed it right, he had already fallen asleep.

All Jimin could hear was a light snoring from his hyung. Jimin, without much thinking, kissed his hyung on the cheek and covered him with a blanket.

Hours later, Jimin would refuse to remember that he had kissed his boss on the cheek.

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I know that the picture is old but it's one of my favorite, cuz like, LOOK AT THEIR SMILES THEY LOOK SO HAPPY DAMN AND LOOK AT HOW YOONGI STARES AT JIMINIE!