bro me too,,, i got stopped at the door this morning at work n asked if i had a hangover bc i looked like shit haha one of my bros asked if I had makeup on bc the bags under my eyes r so bad they’ve got like purple and blue going on
the mold in my bedroom is giving me really bad eczema under my eyes which i’m so jealous if that’s never happened to you because it stings so so badly when you cry on it but i can’t clean the mold because i’m too sad yayyy
A/N: You guys should probably read the first part but hey, it is still separate so enjoy….
was empty other than the doorman that greeted me when I got in.
Black marbles shined under my feet, working like a mirror,
not masking the angry expression on my face and the frown that sat there since
Getting inside the elevator, I fixed the skirt that hugged
my legs rather uncomfortably and tried to control my hair that looked all over
the place. My reflection showed how bad the bags under my eyes got in the past
few weeks, making me look aged a year or two and not even a heavy makeup could
As the doors opened at the top floor, just across the
entrance of the penthouse, I let out a sigh and started searching for the keys
inside my little handbag.
I was greeted with the smell of alcohol and the rather loud
voices when I got inside. A high pitched giggle filled the apartment as I
removed my shoes.
Following the only light source I entered the living room
with a bang, almost breaking the double doors.
He wasn’t wearing anything on the top, covering the rest with a thin white
sheet, and was seated on the large sofa next to the grand white piano. His
hands were on the woman that was sitting on his lap her face turned towards the
“How dare you?” I yelled just after the woman left out a
scream while trying to cover her naked body.
His eyes found mine and for a brief second stopped what he
was doing just before a smile tugged the corners of his lips. “I wasn’t
I sprinted towards them and threw the clothing to him that
was long forgotten next to the large windows, which displayed a magnificent
“How can you do this to me?”
He put his hands up in a fake surrender before answering.
“Darling I can explain. I never meant to cheat you! She threw herself at me.”
“What?” the woman cried as she started dressing herself.
”You told me you were single!”
“Cut the crap already.” I said to him, ignoring the nameless
woman that ran out of the door without looking back. “Jeon Jungkook?” I asked,
throwing the papers that I was holding since the beginning of the evening.
“Aaah.” He smiled not attempting to get up as he threw back
the shirt I picked up from the floor. “So you are here for that.”
“Why else would I be here?”
“To avoid another mistake?” he pointed to the door his
companion just left.
“Lets be honest for a second Namjoon.” I replied folding my
arms “You are not good at choosing the brightest out of the bundle.”
“I chose you didn’t I?”
“Clearly not!” I yelled “How can you give it to him!”
“When did you learn?” he asked, reaching for the remote
before turning the TV on.
Grabbing it from his hands, I blocked his vision and forced
him to look at me “That you gave the position I was working for almost a year
to a rookie? Just now.”
“And you are mad?”
“I am beyond that! You know I am more qualified!”
He laughed at my last remark and got up, dropping the sheet
on the floor with the papers that was next to him. I went to cover my eyes for
a second before realizing he was still wearing his pants. His expression turned
smug when he saw my moment of hesitation.
“Aren’t we best friends love?” he said walking towards the
kitchen as I followed him “Don’t you think I would know the best for you?”
“I am your employee. The best one.”
“Who has a key to my apartment.” He smiled as he opened the
fridge and took out a few bottles.
“I am the record holder to get promoted this fast in a year.
I am a genius! Probably the smartest person in the company-“
“After me of course.” He laughed, cutting my speech.
“You know I am more qualified to have that title.”
“Sweetheart,” he started as I frowned at the nickname he
used “You will never be satisfied till you are in my position.”
“Everyone seems so destined to settle for something small.
But I won’t rest until I know I have it all.”
“Stephen Schwartz?” he guessed, only meeting my eyes for a
second before returning to read the brands he was holding.
“Pippin, 1972.” I nodded, thinking about the quote “I don’t
want to own a company. Not everyone can become one of the youngest billionaires.”
He scoffed at my remark and took out two cups.
“But I would like to have what I deserve.”
Pouring the drinks in the cups and giving them a stir, he
turned towards me once again and sighed.
“He was better for that position. You should know, he is
just like you after all.”
He passed me and walked to the large living room once again.
After putting the glasses on the table that stood in the middle of the L shaped
sitting team, he sat down and moved a little bit to open some room for me.
“Do you know that the marketing department has an open
position right now?” he asked with a small smile.
“Mr. Park got promoted. I am aware.” I said as I remained
He made a gesture telling me to continue as my eyes widened.
“You don’t mean-“
“Didn’t you want to change departments?”
“But you can’t!” I gasped “He was a Branch Manager. I can’t
just jump like that!”
“Weren’t you just telling me you were the best employee I
He sat up straight and took one of the cups, giving other to
my hands as I stared at the red liquid.
“You will be in an even higher position in a year. So why
not give you what you actually specialized on.”
He wasn’t wrong. Other
than the fact that I specialized on more than one field.
“They will think I kissed your ass for this.” I replied, a
little bit confused but still fairly happy.
He laughed and dimmed the lights as I sat down next to him,
finally relaxing. He turned to me with a serious expression a few seconds
later, and lowered his eyes for a few seconds before looking up.
“Let them think whatever they want.”
He swung his free arm around my shoulder and opened the
television once again.
“So spend the night?”
I laughed and stood up to close the curtains before turning
back to look at him with a smirk.
Hohoho I am a piece of trashhhh….
If this is not what you expected I am sorry….*whispers* not sorry…
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