i quickly jumped off of jimin and cleared my throat. i saw jimin from the corner of my eyes getting up and straightening his sweat shirt. ugh, what was that?

i was cursing inside my head when my eyes landed to hoseok. i analyzed his figure, he's wearing a too casual outfit that comes with a white sunglass and red cap. i was mesmerizing his style when a thought comes into my senses,

"why the hell are you here?!" i screamed and startled him.

he then crossed his arms, "why? am i not allowed to see my GILRFRIEND?" he emphasized the that one word and even threw his gaze over jimin while lowering his sunglasses.

(i'm soRRY I HAD TO)

"girlfriend?" jimin looked at me.

i opened my mouth but, "yes, any problem?" he scoffed.

"shut it. you said only infront of your father?" i scoffed.

"are you stupid? we have to act infront of everyone, what if my father find out?" he rolled his eyes through shades. i got the eye of hawk, did he think i ain't gonna see that?

"did i agree? i didn't even say yes yet, i still don't understand." i honestly said.

"wow, you're so slow minded." he scoffed, "let's talk about it in your room." he then glanced over jimin.

"why not talk here? you both already spilled the milk anyways." he pointed the unoccupied sofa.

"it has nothing to do with you, it's between the both of us." jung hoseok then walked towards me.

"why in her room though?" jimin scoffed.

i couldn't even speak since they were both exchanging words too quickly. right, why in my room?

"where do you want then?" hoseok stopped walking and faced jimin, "inside the bathroom?"

"seriously? are you stupid? i mean why in her roo—"

"who are you anyways?"

"me? park jimin. you, who are you?" jimin smirked with a cocky face.

wait, so jimin doesn't know him? right, the ceo never introduced his son.

"jung hoseok." he rose his eyebrows and took off his shades.

"jung? jung....." jimin then eyed the man infront of him with a light widened eyes.

"park jimin? i've seen your name before." he then thought, "oh so you work in MY company?" hoseok chuckled.

"and so?" jimin backfired.

"how dare you talk back to the ceo's son?" hoseok said while lowkey telling jimin to bow down.

what are they so loud for? i scratched my jaw and realized i'm still on my pajamas. i looked at my ryan printed pjs, this is so embarrassing. i then glanced at the both of them, both looking so casually clean. i feel like a trash standing next to them, ugh.

"you're just the son, you don't even have a position." he spread his arms on the sofa and sat there like a sassy bitch.

"you mean the president soon?" hoseok smirked.

"still means you don't have a position yet." jimin pursed his lips.

"i'm still here." i scoffed as they both look at me in disgust. what the fuck?

"y/n let's talk." hoseok then grabbed my wrist and started to drag me to my own bedroom.

i heard jimin stumbled and tried to yell, "h-hey! what do you think you're doing—" but got cut off by the slam of my door.

"who the heck was that? he doesn't even need to find out our secret." he scoffed.

"whatever, just explain."

he ignored me and examined my room. my room is a mess, why clean up when it'll be messy again anyways. my mind is just advanced. he roamed around while i watch him behind his back but he suddenly bended over. i got confused about what he picked up,

"i thought we're going to tal—" i was cut off when he suddenly faced me with my red laced bra on his hands. i gasped loudly and widened my eyes.

i froze but managed to run over him to grab my bra but he held it higher. this fucker.

"w-what are you doing?! give me that, pervert!" i yelled.

"what did you just call me?" he scoffed.

"just give me that! i thought we're going to talk?!" i stomped my feet coz i got zero chance reaching his hands.

"we were about to but.....i saw this." he smirked and waved my bra like a flag, "i like the color though, it's so sexy." he licked his lips while chuckled.

ugh this is what i get for being lazy! i shouldn't have just toss my bra on the floor after i take them off—wait, why am i blaming myself? this is all his fault! why is he being such a jerk as if it's his first time seeing a bra?!

"ugh, get out of my room! pervert!" i yelled again and threw some pillow at him.

his expression became odd again and looked at me while he threw my bra somewhere. well that's rude.

"what did you just call me?" he scoffed while walking towards me.

"pervert! why? it's true anyways, why would you just grab my bra—" i got cut off when he suddenly grabbed my wrists. when i came closer to him and our bodies were colliding, i felt his hands snaked around my back.

"w-what the heck are you doing?!" i yelled and tried to fight back when he pushed me on my own bed.

he suddenly hovered over me with a fierce face i've never seen before. his eyes look so dark looking down on mine, his lips is slightly pursed as he stared at me. i couldn't say anything due to his sudden actions but just muttered, "w-what....." but he suddenly leaned in to my ear that made me hitched my breath.

"shhh, babygirl. i'm just showing you what a pervert really do."

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