Assistant Lover: Chapter 5 - We Need to Talk.
Assistant Lover: Chapter 5 - We Need to Talk. bts stories

Autoplay OFF   •   2 years ago
Jungkook makes Adrianna question her relationship with her boyfriend Jimin.

Assistant Lover: Chapter 5 - We Need to Talk.

I stood next to my desk, staring at Jungkook as he took a few steps toward me. “Do you have some strange obsession with trying to scare me?” I asked, moving back behind my desk.

A smile appeared on Jungkook’s face as he walked up to the front of my desk. “Boyfriend?” he asked, pointing toward the flowers on my desk.

I nodded, looking at the flowers. “I had a pretty bad day yesterday, so he sent them to me.” I said, smiling slightly before looking back at Jungkook’s face.

Was that a hint of jealousy I saw on​ his face? It didn’t last long before he glanced at the flowers again

“Do you two live together?” he asked, looking back at me again, his unsmiling face making me feel uncomfortable.

I shook my head. “No, we tried that a few years ago. Didn’t work out. I live with a friend from college right now.

Jungkook’s hands went into the pockets of his pants. “How long have you been together?” he asked.

I hesitated. Why was he asking me about my boyfriend suddenly? “Is there a reason why you’re interested in my relationship with my boyfriend?”

Jungkook’s face was still stone cold. “Answer my question.” He said, his voice matching his facial expression.

I sighed in frustration. Can I just get back to work? “We’ve dated on and off for about four years. I guess you could say that we’ve dated for about three out of those four years.

We got back together six months ago when he moved here.” I explained. “Happy?”

Jungkook stared at me for a few seconds before speaking up again. “So you’re not serious, then.”

I looked at him, baffled by the question he just asked. Did he seriously just say that? “What do you mean? How can you think we’re not serious?” I asked with a hint of rage in my voice.

“You’re dating on and off, and you don’t want to live together.

Sounds like you have no plans to get married​ unless you plan to live separately and take care of the kids separately when you feel like having a relationship.

” Jungkook said, with a tiny smirk playing on the corner of his lips.

It was hard for me to resist the urge to punch him right here, but I thought about what he said.

What were we doing, then? As much as I loved Jimin, I couldn’t see myself living with him for the rest of my life. I didn’t want kids, so that wouldn’t be an issue.

The issue was what would become of this relationship. I just shrugged. “Good thing I don’t want kids, then. And I don’t have to get married you know.” The anger was still hinting in my voice.

My pleasant people voice was no longer present.

Jungkook raised his eyebrows​ as if he were impressed by my response. “Is that what he wants?” he asked, tilting his head.

I thought back to my conversations with Jimin. We never seriously talked about our future and what we wanted.

I remembered hearing him say that he wanted to get married, but we never discussed it. Was this really a serious relationship? Why am I suddenly doubting it? I sighed and looked down at my desk.

“I-I don’t know.” I said quietly. Maybe it was about time to have a serious talk with Jimin.

“Hmm, sounds like you need to have a talk with him, then.” Jungkook said before he took a step toward the side of my desk.

“Just make sure you don’t get distracted from your​ work, boyfriend or not.” He said, and as I looked up at him I could see the little smirk playing on the corner of his lips again.

“Then maybe you shouldn’t be the one causing the distractions.” I said as I glared at him.

“Oh, yeah?” Jungkook finally let the smirk show completely. He walked around my desk and walked right up to me. I didn’t back off this time.

I stood there as Jungkook looked down at me, his face just a few inches from mine. “Then maybe you shouldn’t have that attitude toward your superior.” He said in a low voice.

“You’re not my superior,​” I said, glaring at him. “You may be my temporary boss, but you will never be superior to me.” My anger suddenly got the better of me.

I couldn’t keep my cool any longer.

I thought he would get angry, but instead, he grinned. “We’ll see about that, princess.” Jungkook said in his low voice again before​ he stepped back toward the door to Jin’s office.

His eyes didn’t leave mine as he walked. “Be sure to keep that attitude in check when others are around.” He said before turning the door handle and opening the door.

“Thanks for the conversation, Miss. Bennett.” With one last smile, he disappeared through the door, pulling it closed behind him.

My blood was boiling now. I was surprised I didn’t swear at him or smack him across the face.

I wanted to tell Jin that I couldn’t work with his cousin, but it seemed like Jin didn’t know about this side of Jungkook. He would never believe me.

I wanted to punch something, but I needed to keep my cool for just a few more hours. I took a deep breath before I sat down in my chair and continued my work where I left off from earlier.

The day dragged on without any other incidents, thank goodness. As I was packing to go home, the door to Jin’s office opened and Jin walked though the doorway.

He gave me a bright smile as he closed the door.

“Just came by to say farewell.” Jin said as he held his arms open.

I smiled at him and gave him a hug. “I’m really going to miss you, Jin.” I said, hugging him tightly before letting go and taking a step back. “But I hope you enjoy yourself. Keep in touch.”

Jin nodded. “I hope you and Jungkook will get along while I’m gone. I expect this place to still be in one place when I get back.” Jin pointed his finger at me jokingly.

I forced a giggle, knowing full well that I would not get along with Jungkook. “I’ll try not to ruin it too much.” I joked before we hugged one last time.

Jin waved at me as he walked out of my office door. Jungkook stood there, giving me one of his annoying smirks as he watched Jin and I exchange farewells.

I waved at Jin as he turned and the both of them disappeared from my sight.

I sighed and looked at the flowers on my desk. I really needed to have a good conversation with Jimin this weekend about our relationship.

I felt stupid, considering it took a little brat to point out that our relationship didn’t seem all that serious.

I liked what we have going now, but what about a few years into the future? Will we still be together? I didn’t know.

We wanted to make things work better this time, but with Jimin’s possible promotion, and my new unpredictable boss, things might get rocky again.

I locked my office door behind me and headed home for the evening. This was not a normal past couple of days. All I wanted to do was stay at the apartment all weekend and not go out.

I needed time to de-stress. I didn’t want to see anyone or do anything. I just wanted to sleep until Monday morning.

I arrived at the apartment​ and walked in. I saw Yoongi on the couch in his usual spot. There was a familiar head next to Yoongi’s dyed blonde hair. Jimin.

I closed the door, and as soon as I did, I saw Jimin get up from the couch. I put my things on the kitchen counter as Jimin came into the kitchen.

He suddenly scooped me up and pulled me into a tight hug, lifting me off of the floor and spinning me around a couple times before setting me back down on my feet.

I looked at him, confused. “Jimin, are you OK?” I asked.

Jimin smiled and nodded. “Yeah, guess who just got promoted?” he asked, holding both of my hands and bouncing up and down with joy.

A part of me didn’t want him to get promoted, but I was happy that he was moving his way up in the real world. I gave him the best smile that I could give him right now.

“Congratulations!” I said, pulling him in for a tight hug. “You have to buy me a stress-relief kitten, now!”

Jimin laughed in my ear before he pulled away and looked at me. “So, how was your day?”

I let out a frustrated groan. I didn’t want to talk about it right now, but I knew I had to. I thought back to the conversation about my relationship with Jimin.

I needed to talk to him while I could. “Jimin.” I said, taking a hold of his hands. “We need to talk.”

Stories We Think You'll Love 💕

Get The App

App Store