➪ꏳꀍꍏᖘ 013

Waking up and actually setting you're feet outside the warmth of you're bed,has never been as hard as it was now.Seokjin could testify to that as he lay there,as still as one could be, staring thoughtlessly at the white ceiling above.

His phone lay in his outstretched hand that hung off the bed, thumb still hovering over the button to shut off the blaring alarm. He could,just with the stroke of his thumb across his screen, undoubtedly shut it off. But he found himself not wanting too,and rather let it bellow in sound waves across the walls of his room.

He had to go to work today. Even if it was a weekend he was supposed to have free,as he was free almost every weekend at most.The new chaebol that would be lending an helping hand during the time stretch of Arielle's absence, had unfortunately requested to be seen today.There had been sent a message yesterday just after he had arrived home,one from Arielle, stating help would finally be finding it's way home.

At first,he'd been excited, because hell, he was finally not going to be overworked as much,now that there was going to be someone to assist him.
That excitement had quickly soured to annoyance when Seokjin had altered the knowledge, knowledge that he would giving up his own free time instead.

After about another 15 minutes,he finally sits up ,pushing his short orange locs out of his eyesight and slipping on some shoes.He hadn't even bothered to neaten his bed, something he was usually so adamant on doing,rather moving out of his room and into he direction of his kitchen. His stomach rumbles in agreement when he opens his cupboard to the packet of muesli.

Just to be disappointed when Seokjin sets it back,instead turning for his closet down the hallway and plucking the doors open with brute force.

His clothes for today, existed out of an nice white button up,paired with an comfortable set of jeans and his loving black sandals. Owing it to his feet that went through enough torture yesterday with those pointers,as he settles for the most comfortable shit he owned.

The chaebol wanted to see him today,then he'll see him, oh yes.
He would just have to be satisfied with what Seokjin had been wearing right now though.

Nodding to his reflection in the lengthy mirror, approving of how well the denim sat attached to his thighs and the button up oversized as it was.

Entering the kitchen again,this time set on actually eating something, his stomach not having shut up about its disappointment of not being fed.
He opts for some omelette paired with toast, chugging down his breakfast for today with an beer. Did it matter that it tasted like dog shit with the egg sledging it's way down his throat,or that he sputtered and coughed for a good amount of time when the strong liquid slid down the wrong hole?

No,no it did not.
Not at the foul mood he was in.

His breath tainted with a mix of mint and awful beer,he makes his way to his car parked in the driveway.
Upon arriving,he remembers that he had forgo to actually grab his car keys.A frustrated grunt is let out at this,before he jogs back up to his front door,already locked as well.

Luckily, he hadn't forgot his keys this time,carrying on with unlocking his front door so that he could get inside.
Now,back at his car ,and this time with his keys busy unlocking the door of it,he drives out of his driveway finally.
On his way to another workday of pent up hell.

Fucking Chaebol's and their unreasonable standards to meet on a damn Saturday.

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By the time Seokjin arrives at the office, it's been well over forty five minutes.
Did it matter that he took an enroute  longer than his normal one, on purpose,or that he stopped for sometime to look at the scenery of the sun rising,before actually paying any mind that he could be late?

For Seokjin,it definitely did not.
In his opinion,he hoped he annoyed the Chaebol as much as he did Seokjin today.

There's an harsh sigh that leaves him when climbing out of his car.
Repositioning his toes so it doesn't leap over the front of his sandals improperly.
He may have gotten a couple odd looks on his way to the fifth floo, but he hadn't cared that much. He would not give a damn about how he looked,for this was his supposed day off,and he would surface in comfort.

Upon arriving on his office floor,he doesn't see his assistant where she was usually set behind her desk,nor at the coffee machine further down the hallway.No,he rather heard her laughter carrying into the air,where it seemed to have been coming from his own office.

What the hell was Bella doing in his office,and laughing at that? Was this what she did every time he and Arielle had been gone?
Taking advantage of his own personal working space?
All these questions tumble about in his head,all of them unreasonable by most. Unfortunately, he hadn't felt the need  to be thinking logical today,not tombing over his odd thoughts by much.

His inaccurate thoughts has him frowning,his steps speeding up.Now he was actually in a hurry to make it there, curiosity kicking him in the shin with every chuckle aired.

His sandals click-clack with each hurried step and Seokjin's sure it could be heard from a mile away,but feelings for actually giving a fuck seemed to not have appeared. Not when he pushed his office door open with as much force as he did,it slamming against the wall with the brutality it was opened.

What he sees before him is his dear Bella stood in front of his desk,where there appeared to be a man in his seat.
A man who ought it appropriate to have his feet etched on his desk too.

Just who the fuck was this asshole?

"Bella?"
He questions,voice vibrating in the space of the room, having the both of them turning at his announced presence.

"Good morning sir,meet Kim Taehyung.
The coworker in place for Miss.Arielle's absence."
She gestured towards the man sat in his seat,and a gulp goes down his throat at  who it actually was.

"Wha-?"
Seokjin is confused.
He knows he looked the part as he  sounded thus much as well.

"I'll get you you're morning beverages ready sir."
Belle mumbles hastily, leaving as quick as she can.

"Ahh,you know when I said you were unbothered.I didn't think you'd be as unbothered to where you'd leave important documents,such as these-"
At that, he gestured towards the mess Seokjin left his desk in yesterday,with what hurry he'd been in to make it to the book signing event before it was over.
"Open and about.
Kim Seokjin."

The Saturday couldn't turn anymore shitty,not by far.Is what Seokjin thought, turning around with the click-clack of his sandals, leaving Taehyung in a confused daze.

For there was a strong overdose of caffeine needed to deal with who appeared to be the sexy specimen of last night, also turning out to be the arrogant Chaebol who rathered it kindled enough to interrupt Seokjin's free time.

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𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓.
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