Sweet And Special |Jikook|🎀

(65) 가장 예쁜

Chapter Sixty Five: Prettiest.

gajang yeppeun - 가장 예쁜

I stood outside the restaurant with a glare. Wherever I go, they just throw me out, telling me that I was unfit for the job.

Controlling my anger is really hard and I did just that but still these bitches aren't providing me a job.

It was dark outside. Jungkook already told me to come home but I can't go home jobless. Sighing, I walked down the side path, looking around at some restaurants that refused to hire me. "What am I gonna do now?" I mumbled to myself.

There was a low tap behind me. Footsteps. "Kim Namjoon, stop following me!!" I hissed in anger, turning to him.

He laughed lowly, burying his hands into the long black coat he was wearing. It was getting really cold. I looked at him cautiously.

"Stop looking for jobs, Jimin. Instead come with me. You don't need any job and can stay home all day long", Namjoon said with a grin.

I rolled my eyes, turning away from him. "I will never come with you, Kim Namjoon. Never".

Namjoon kept walking behind me, making me fasten my speed and start running. "Don't be scared, Ms.Park!" He yelled, running after me.

"STOP FOLLOWING ME, FREAK!!" I screamed back, taking a turn into the park. Thank god, some people were still roaming around here.

I sat in one the benches, taking out my phone to call Jungkook. He immediately answered. "He-"

"Jimin, I told you to come home. You don't need any job for now! Please come home. I'm scared", He said in a hurry. I chuckled.

"I'm coming home, Kookie. Don't worry. Eat dinner fast". I smiled, hanging up.

Namjoon was now sitting next to me. "I can offer you a job", He said making me roll my eyes.

"I don't want to be your stripper, sex slave or personal maid or whatever. Leave me alone", I grunted in annoyance.

He laughed at that. "A proper job for Ms.Park. At my office".

"You expect me to jump into my own grave?" I asked him while laughing. "I rather stay jobless than work for a man who is possible danger for me and my husband". I quickly walked away before he could catch up to me.

Maybe I should've taken his job offe- oh nevermind. I would never know when that Kim Namjoon will suddenly drop a big ass bomb.

I should ask Jin to recommend me some jobs. He got different connections with different shop owners. I don't know how though.

Taking my phone out, I decided to call Jin but then a thought struck me.

Am I using Jin? I only go to Jin when I need anything.....forget it. I'm not calling Jin. What do I do now?

Fuck my life.

"Shit, I'm sorry", The man who bumped into me apologized. "Watch where you go, dude!" I hissed, starting to walk away.

He looks familiar though. Wait, isn't that Taehyung?

"Kim Taehyung?" I called out and of course it is him.

"Park Jimin", He said with a smile. It's Jeon Jimin actually. "I heard you were looking for a job. Had any luck?" Taehyung asked after noticing my tired face.

"No. Who told you?" I asked with a frown.

"My pink prince told me everything. Jinnie". Oh. I see. "I actually wanted to personally invite you over for a job. I think Jin forget to inform you", Taehyung explained making my eyes widened in happiness.