"Go on your own path even if you live for one day"
- Park Jimin
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--------------------2 years later-------------------
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The clock ticked the seconds. Then then minutes. Then the hour.
Jimin looked up from his desk after signing many papers and saw that the large clock that hung on his office had showed that it was lunch time, 12PM.
Sighing, the President knew that he wasn't going to finish by dinner tonight. He also knew that a certain someone would complain about how much he was over working himself.
Jimin reached up to loosen his tie before pressing a button on his telephone.
"Miss Lee? Can you order the usual?"
"Yes, sir. I shall call now" and with that, he ended the call and leaned back in his chair before shoveling round.
Behind him was a painting that looked to have been ripped to shreds before bur was mended to the best it could.
The colourful boy could be seen sitting on the swing.
The twenty five year old expressed a lopsided smile at the picture. James had said that was to depict the loss of the boy's love for his family. However, Jimin knew that if that was the case, then the painting wouldn't be as colourful and the boy wouldn't be looking around for someone.
A knock came at the door.
The silver haired male raised his brow in confusion.
"That was quick, come in Miss Lee!" The door opened to reveal a woman holding a large cylinder bag and once Jimin swiveled back, his eyes widened upon sight of the person.
"Takeaway again, huh?" You warned, placing your hand on your hip as you tilted your head at the younger.
Jimin stammered slightly and realised that his tie was undone.
"Y-Y/N? You're here? Why?" While he fixed his tie, he watched with caution as you waltzed over and placed the large bag on his wooden desk.
"...what is this?" You grinned at this.
"It's your lunch! I cooked some of your favourites" you explained while opening the bag up and taking out the round boxes that held many dishes.
Jimin blinked a few times, not believing that he was getting home cooked food.
"Wha- this is amazing- you're amazing" he gleamed before reaching his arms around your waist and pulling you on his lap.
"Woah! Jimin! Not at work!" You warned while blushing. The younger chuckled before opening one of the boxes to reveal rice balls that looked like cute puppy faces.
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"Woah, you made these?" He couldn't help but chuckle at your over the top preparation but suddenly the box was removed from his grasp.
"If you're going to make fun of them, then don't eat-" you were shut up by a puppy rice ball that was plopped in to your mouth.
"I love them, thank you! Let's eat!" Surprised at his gesture, you watched as he happily ate the lunch you made him.
He had hardly came back to the mansion since he was so busy and it only annoyed you. Not because you weren't seeing him as much (even though you were a little annoyed at that too) but because he was over working himself.
So, since you wanted to treat him, you told the others you were going to take a day off and spend it with the bubbly president.
Slowly your eyes softened and you decided to eat the rice ball.
"Oh yeah, your statue had a moustache drawn in it again" you exclaimed after reminding yourself of the funny image.
