For those who can’t go to the link, the following is what it says:
FYI, none of this is mine. It was posted by Bilton veterinary centre, the same one as in the picture. All credit goes to them but I felt it was important to get word out about some of the breeds of dogs that are riddled with health problems. If you own a pug that’s perfectly healthy that’s cool, but it’s doesn’t change the fact that an alarming number of short nosed (almost no nosed at this point) dogs have extreme difficulty with tasks like breathing and blinking.
"So I am going to have a rant now and I apologise in advance if this upsets anyone, but here goes.
Last week, I managed to reduce a lovely family to floods of tears. They had brought their new dog in to come and see me. There was a young lady, her husband and their two children of about 8 or 9 years old and they were all already absolutely besotted with their new pet - their first dog, and they had been planning it for several years.
The dog was a 5-month-old French Bulldog that they had picked up from a breeder about 4 weeks previously. They were concerned that their new dog may have “a chill” as the dog had sore runny eyes, difficulty in eating and kept making a choking sound. They had also noticed the dog had a “funny smell” about him.
As I examined the dog it became quickly apparent what was occurring and my heart sank.
This dog was yet another increasingly popular “short-nosed” breed that was suffering horribly from a myriad of problems - all related to its poor breeding and its unfortunate anatomy.
After the examination, I found that this dog had:
- Eyeballs too big for its eye sockets. So much so, that when he blinked, the eyelids didn’t fully cover the eyeballs. (Imagine going out on a windy day and not being able to blink!) This had resulted in deep painful ulcers forming on both eyes that in the short term would require intensive treatment and could feasibly result in the rupture of one or both eyeballs.
- The bones forming the front of his face (the maxilla) were so squashed by virtue of this style of this breed (called the brachycephalics), that the soft-tissue structures of the throat are compressed and forced backwards - obstructing his larynx. Amongst other things, his soft palate was so elongated (relative to his skull) that it kept getting trapped over his wind-pipe.
-His nostrils were completely occluded, so absolutely no airflow was possible through his nose. All of his breathing had to take place through his open mouth. This meant that whilst he was eating/sleeping he was going through bouts of asphyxiation and so would have to spit the food out or wake up and open his mouth - purely so he would be able to breathe. This explained the “choking” sound that there were hearing all the time. He could just manage to breathe with his mouth open, but this then exacerbated the problems with his soft palate.
- The skin fold over the top of the nose (caused by the squashed face involuting the skin) had caused a crevice of around 2-3 cms deep, where the skin was rubbing against its self. In this area, the skin was ulcerated and was full of liquid pus. It was this that the owners were smelling. This was incredibly painful for the animal and he cried every time I tried to clean it.
-The skin around his feet, ears, armpits and groin was red raw and inflamed. He clearly was very itchy and had been licking at these areas repeatedly - which had, in turn, made them more sore and painful. This is very typical of a condition called “atopy” which is very common in many breeds, particularly the Bulldogs (French and English).
So at this point, the shocked owners asked what needed to be done to sort him out.
So I had to explain that he would need:
- Bilateral eyelid shortening surgery that would allow the dog to blink properly and prevent further ulcers from forming. As well as long-term medication to improve the quality of his tears.
- Complex soft tissue surgery of the back of the throat to, (amongst other things) shorten his soft palate to facilitate his breathing.
- He would need both of his nostrils opening up so as to allow adequate air flow to be possible to allow him to breathe/exercise/eat/sleep properly.
-He would need a “face-lift” to remove a large amount of excess skin on the front of his face, to try and open up the fold that was causing so much infection and pain.
-He may need allergy testing, food trials, anti-inflammatories etc to try and manage the atopic skin disease that he has.
*He needs all of this fairly urgently.
*He can’t have all of this done at once and so will require several anaesthetics and complex procedures to be done over a period of time.
*He is only 5 months old.
*He needs all of this doing - just so that he can live a vaguely normal life.
*HE IS SUFFERING.
Also - he is not insured. It transpired that the new owners looked into insurance but the premium was so high for this breed, that they felt they couldn’t afford it. To move forward, he would have to go to a specialist veterinary unit (sadly recently set up to deal with the increasing number of very poorly brachycephalic dogs with extreme conformational issues) and this treatment could cost upwards of £8,000 to correct.
Once I had discussed all this with the owners - they were understandably distraught. They had hoped for a “cute” and “cuddly” family pet that they had seen examples of spread throughout popular media. They had no idea that these problems even existed. Instead, they now have a much-loved dog that is miserable, has a long journey ahead of it and one that they cannot afford to have fixed.
The family left the room in floods of tears, armed with medication that would temporarily alleviate some of the symptoms and try to make the poor little dog more comfortable. From what I have later found out, this dog has gone to a rescue centre to be rehomed. It may have moved away, but its problems most certainly will not have done.
Pugs, Frenchies, English Bulldogs and Shar-Peis are amongst the breeds which are increasingly being abandoned in vast numbers as people cannot cope with their ongoing problems, illnesses and costs. It upsets us all hugely when we see how many of the problems frequently associated with these breeds are now classed as “normal”. I will commonly hear “Oh it is normal for this breed to struggle with A, B or C”. NO IT ISN’T NORMAL!
These trendy flat-faced breeds are some of the most expensive puppies to currently buy. There is serious money for people who sell a litter of these puppies and so the incentive to breed is VERY high. It must be said that there are responsible breeders who are trying to “back-breed” these types of dogs to have longer noses, smaller eyes, more open nostrils etc and try to reduce the incidence of these conditions, and these people should be applauded. However, puppy farms and irresponsible owners are rife, and these “breeders” don’t seem to care a jot about the long-term prognosis and what the future holds for “their” breed.
It is also worth noting that many of these breeds are unable to give birth naturally now too (due to the shape of the puppy’s skulls) and so the mothers often go through multiple caesareans…
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE STOP AND THINK before you buy. Come and talk to US about the breeds that you are interested in - and we shall give you the whole picture.
I am completely exhausted and totally demoralised seeing these type of problems on a daily basis. There are enough horrible illnesses, diseases and potential accidents out there without being destined to be unwell before you are even born.
Whilst people are still buying these dogs, people will still breed them and the problem will never go away.“
Summary: Jimin is a corporate heir that’s used to getting what he wants, but when he cant get the girl he loves to fall for him, he tries to find out what she likes in men through the methods of seduction.
Word Count: 3,981
A/N: This is based off of a prompt I read somewhere long ago (I don’t have the link I’m sorry! But the basis of the story is based on that prompt.) and also this is based on a few different discarded ideas I had in my documents folder. Gifs are not mine and all credit goes to the original owners! -Admin Germane
Jimin sat on the couch in his lavish living room, frustrated, trying to watch whatever show was playing on the TV, but he just couldn’t concentrate. He ran his hand through his already ruffled up hair and sighed, tugging absentmindedly at the drawstrings of his sweatpants.
Jimin, the youngest corporate executive in the world, could make any girl putty in his hands if he wanted to. Every girl he’s met always seemed interested in him, but not the girl he likes. Y/N was her name, she worked at his firm and Jimin often had to work with her on major projects that the company had to deal with. He’d like to think that Y/N was his friend; they grew extremely close thank to Taehyung, who just so conveniently happened to be friends with the both of them (Tae had actually caused them to meet, he shoved Jimin into her, making Y/N’s papers scatter on the floor). Y/N, however, didn’t seem to give any interest towards him at all. In fact, she seemed completely uninterested in all the men that flirted with her; she would only talk to Jimin’s group of friends during work, her and the other guys being really close to her as well.
To make Jimin’s infatuation for Y/N even worse, he always had images of her randomly flashing though his mind when he worked. He thought about what she looked like when she would roll her long shirt sleeves up to her elbows, how her hair would shine in the sun, and her lips. Dear god, her lips were just so inviting. Whenever she was concentrating on something or when she was reading over important documents, she would always bite her lips, drawing Jimin in even more than before.
Jimin wanted to return the fire that Y/N gave him, and this was why he was frustrated. He didn’t know what Y/N liked in a guy, he didn’t know what could be done to entice her. Hell, he had even asked Taehyung and Namjoon, the two she was closest to, for advice but even they couldn’t give him the answers he wanted. If only there was a way to get her to indulge into this information. As his mind traveled back to the girl that was taking over his thoughts, a knock came to his door.
To his surprise he saw Y/N standing there, it was 10:30 in the evening, why would she come to visit him this late at night?
“Y/N! To what do I owe the pleasure of having you at my doorstep?” he asked, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Y/N blushed and fiddled with her hands nervously.
“Um. Well. I need help with something and Tae told me that you know the most about it, so, um …” she started, nervous and flustered.
“Oh?” Jimin raised an eyebrow.
“And what would this … something be?”
“I-um, I sort of … like someone” Y/N’s cheeks turned from a soft pink to rose red and Jimin had to suppress a grin.
“So, I wanted to get their attention, and um, apparently, if you smell nice, that can do the trick.”
Jimin’s heart swelled with pride and lust. This was just too easy! She was walking into Jimin’s area of expertise; he could easily extract the information he needed to make her like him with ease. This ‘someone’ was but a minor obstacle. Jimin smirked, Y/N was as good as his.
“It certainly can. Come in, and let’s see what we can do.” Y/N smiled timidly and followed Jimin inside is lavish apartment. Y/N stared in awe, she had never been inside her friend’s/boss’ house before.
“So. Names are not needed, but what is this ‘someone’ like?”
“Why do you need to know?” Y/N’s tone was defensive and Jimin made a mental note to tread carefully.
“Different scents appeal to different people,” Jimin explained, “I need to know a little about who your trying to seduce to help you.”
“I’m not trying to seduce them; I just want them to notice me.”
“Ah, Y/N, you do not understand.” Jimin smiled and ushered her into the bathroom.
“Anything involving the senses is always about seduction.”
“Really?” Y/N leaned casually against the sink counter, watching Jimin with a mix of weariness and curiosity.
“So … there are other ways to get his attention?”
“Of course. Would you like to know about them?” Jimin asked. Y/N licked her lips (my god, like the girl need lessons in seduction when she did things like that) and nodded.
“Very well. Let us start with appearance.”
“Oh this might take a while,” Y/N joked.
“No Y/N, you misunderstood. You are very beautiful on your own, you simply need to … play up your assets.” Jimin looked her up and down thoughtfully.
“If you’re going to wear slacks, pick a tighter cut … you have very soft skin, wear something on top that shows a little. Neck or arms, doesn’t matter. Dresses should show a little leg; I’d say at least knee length. And try wearing a dress with short sleeves or thin straps, it keeps the mind wondering what’s underneath. Wear darker colors, after all, the darker ones usually are portrayed as more mysterious and sexy anyways. The dark colors will bring out your pretty eyes.” Jimin lectured, blushing a little at his advice.
“Are my glasses a fault then?” she asked, reaching up to take them off but, Jimin’s hand stopped her.
“I think they give you charm, personally.” Jimin shrugged. “But I’m not sure what this ‘someone’ of yours might think.”
“Okay. What’s next?” Y/N asked.
“Pretend I am you mysterious someone,” Jimin instructed. “Say hello to me.”
“Just … say hello to me.”
“Um. Hello?” Y/N said skeptically.
“No, no, no.” Jimin shook his head.
“Like this.” Jimin explained, leaning a bit closer to Y/N. He dropped his voice to a casually suggestive volume somewhere between normal conversation and a whisper.
“Hello, Y/N. How have you been?” Jimin asked with a smirk on his face. Y/N flushed and ducked her head.
“F-Fine,” she squeaked.
“Ah-ha!” Jimin grinned victoriously.
“You see? I did not even say anything of substance, and look how you reacted! It’s all in the tone Y/N. Your words must caress as your hands do. Now, try again.”
“I feel really stupid…”
“Try again.” Jimin encouraged, placing his hand on her shoulder in a comforting manner. Y/N sighed and cleared her throat.
“Hello Jimin,” she said, voice soft and engaging. Well that certainly sent some blood south. “How have you been?”
“Excellent,” Jimin smiled. “Your tone, I mean. You … ah, don’t need to do that again.”
“Really? That was good?” Y/N asked in disbelief. Jimin nodded. It was a little too good. He was afraid if he spoke he’d scare her away with his perverted thoughts. Jimin cleared his throat and sorted his thoughts but Y/N spoke up first.
“Okay so I was wondering about taste. What am I supposed to do? Cover myself in whipped cream or something?” Y/N teased.
“No.” Do not think about licking whipped cream off her … don’t think about it …
“It can be two things. Items you can eat or drink can be evocative … like chocolate or cherries”
“And the other thing?”
“Has nothing really to do with actual flavor, but you want your someone to wonder and wonder what your mouth tastes like.”
“Um. Why?” Y/N asked.
“It’s all about luring them,” Jimin smirked.
“If you can get them fixed on something, anything, they are yours.” Jimin held his hand up before Y/N could speak.
“Before you ask, your lips are terribly inviting, and you have a little lip-biting habit when you are reading or thinking about something. If your ‘someone’ isn’t being driven crazy by this already, you simply need to be obvious about it in their presence.”
“O-Oh.” Y/N touched her lips unconsciously. “W-What’s next?”
“What you came here for in the first place.” Jimin bent down and opened a cabinet under the sink.
“Now tell something about…”
“Jesus Christ Jimin! Why do you have so much perfume and cologne?”
“Well, this is just one cabinet, and I lost count after a while …” Jimin frowned at Y/N’s flabbergasted look.
“If you remember, Y/N, you were the one who came to me for help.”
“Like I was saying, you need to tell me something about this … ‘someone’.”
“Do I have to? I mean can’t you give me something … nice?” Y/N asked.
“Nice?” Jimin sighed. “Let me show you how this works.” Jimin extracted a bottle, dabbed a little of the cologne on his wrist and held out his arm.
“Now I’m guessing, but for a smell you like, I would wear something a little … sweeter.” Jimin explained. Y/N took a skeptical sniff and shrugged.
“It’s not bad.”
“Alright I was wrong. Let’s try … ah, this, maybe.” He pulled out another bottle and dabbed some on his other wrist, and again held it out for Y/N’s evaluation.
“Smells sort of … smoky.”
“It’s supposed to. Do you like it?”
“Yeah, it reminds me of winter and fires and-”
“Nostalgia is not what we are going for.” Jimin turned back to the cabinet thoughtfully, humming in thought. After a moment’s deliberation, he pulled out another bottle.
“Third times a charm.” he smiled touching some of the fragrance to his neck and motioned to Y/N.
“Come see if this one is more to your liking.” he said, motioning for her to come closer. Y/N pushed herself off the sink and slowly stepped closer to Jimin. She stopped when she got in the range of one-on-one conversation, suddenly taking a deep breath. Got it.
“That …” she leaned closer.
“Jimin, that smells so good.” Y/N was obviously holding back the desire to bury her face in the crook of Jimin’s neck and inhale. Jimin noticed this and smirked.
“You can come closer, if you want,” Jimin offered, his voice dropping an octave. Y/N practically jumped on Jimin and she buried her face in his neck, moaning a little at the glorious scent. Jimin chuckled and hugged the girl, letting her have a moment.
“God. Jimin, it smells so amazing.” she mumbled into his skin. Jimin took a sharp breath, he had to control himself, otherwise his plan would all go downhill. He pried the girl off him gently and she groaned in annoyance, she wanted to bury her head back into his neck and smell that wondrous smell that Jimin had put on his body.
“So. You like something heavier, spicy … and you like to smell it when you are close to the person.” Jimin smiled, “Do you see what I’m talking about?
“Uh-huh.” Y/N backed up until she hit the sink, not trusting herself being so close to that scent that made her wild.
“W-What’s yours?” Y/N mumbled?
“Your scent, the smell you like.” Jimin stared at Y/N bemusedly until she elaborated.
“I mean, what works on you must work on everyone, right?”
“Not necessarily, but since you refuse to tell me anything about the person you’re trying to get you are more than welcome to try it.” Jimin handed Y/N a small pale blue bottle.
“Light and flowery, bit of a smoky undertone but nothing to overpowering. What I like most about it, though, is that it lingers … and that brings us to our final lesson.”
“Touch?” Y/N inquired nervously.
“Yes. Remember, keep it gentle …” he brushed Y/N’s cheek with the backs of his fingers. “… keep it casual …” a glancing touch down her arm. “… but most importantly, keep it lingering …” he splayed his fingers across the small of Y/N’s back, trailing the tips across along a line just above the hem of her pants.
“Does that make sense?” Jimin asked. Y/N, flushed, wide-eyed, and near breathless, nodded slowly, and Jimin smiled a smile he hoped didn’t look to predatory.
Oh. Right in the palm of his hand.
This meeting had to be the longest, most tedious, most agonizing meeting that Jimin had ever been to. It might, he mused, have to have had something to do with Y/N using all her new techniques to attract her ‘someone’. Jimin told her to play it up and was she ever.
It all started this morning when he was waiting in line for coffee. Most of the employees needed coffee this early in the morning or some, (well most really) would become very … frustrated (bitchy).
Jimin was standing in the coffee line, Taehyung and Jungkook standing behind him having a loud discussion about something ridiculous. Then they both just stopped talking all together. Jimin turned and looked at them, they usually wouldn’t shut their mouths for anything. Taehyung nudged him and pointed down the corridor. Jimin followed his gaze until he saw what they were staring at.
“Shit.” he cursed.
There was Y/N, walking with Namjoon towards the conference room. She had her head down and she was playing with her hands absentmindedly. Namjoon nudged her shoulder and she looked up, spotting the three of them waiting in the coffee line. She smiled and left Namjoon and walked towards the three men.
All three of them were drowning in red. The darkest red that stood out beautifully against her hair and skin. Her eyes shined behind her glasses and her black heels clicked on the marble floor. She made her way to them and she tilted her head, her hair catching the rays from the sun as she spoke in a soft, velvet voice.
“Good morning boys. How are you?” They all stared at her, none of them could put together any words to form a sentence. Jimin spoke up after a while.
“Good. How have you been Y/N?”
“Great, thank you.” It was Jimin’s turn in line. “Would you like anything?” he asked her.
“Just a tall black coffee.” She looked towards the other two men; the both of them still in shock.
“Hey, Tae, Kookie, are you alright?” she touched their shoulders out of worry. They both blushed and hid their faces.
“Sorry it’s just that-” Jungkook started, but Taehyung cut him off.
“Dude! You look totally hot!” Taehyung exclaimed, making Y/N giggle at his enthusiasm. Jungkook then preceded to smack Taehyung around the head.
“OW! What the hell was that for?!” Taehyung whined, rubbing the back of his neck in pain.
“You’re such a perv, hyung. Show the lady some respect.” Jungkook scolded. Y/N blushed and looked down at her hands.
“You look beautiful noona.” Jungkook said, traces of a deep longing in his voice.
“Thanks Kookie! Oh excuse me I must go, but I’ll see you in the meeting?” Y/N asked, noticing Jimin was holding their coffee.
“Yes. Of course.” Jungkook agreed.
“Alright, bye.” Y/N said. She let her hand trail down Jungkook arm until she reached his elbow and she walked to Jimin who was … glaring at Jungkook? Y/N pushed the thought out of her mind and took the cup from Jimin’s hand and they both started to walk absentmindedly towards the conference room.
“I’m taking your advice.” Y/N said, breaking their silence.
“I can see that. You look … stunning.”
Close enough to how Jimin felt.
“Thank you.” Y/N blushed a little, taking a sip of her coffee.
“I’d love to talk, but I got to head to the conference room. I have some stuff to go over with Namjoon but, I’ll see you in a bit.” she touched Jimin’s shoulder in acknowledgment, assurance, before walking away. Her fingertips brushed along the line of Jimin’s shoulder, stopping and dropping only when they reached the shirt collar. In Y/N’s wake, Jimin caught the scent of the perfume he gave her, heady and perfect. It lingered, just as he knew it would, and Jimin stood in the hallway, cursing his lack of foresight.
This had backfired. Badly. Sexual frustration was mixing with resentment at whoever Y/N was giving her affection to until it turned into something acidic that resembled jealously. This. Just. Wasn’t. Fair.
To make matters worse, when Jimin entered the conference room and sat down, wondering how in the world he was going to survive this meeting, Y/N took the seat next to him with a cheerful little smile. Jimin really couldn’t change seats without seeming rude, so he was forced to sit and smell and brush knees with Y/N for hours. Jimin wondered how unlucky he had to be to choose a seat near Y/N’s ‘someone’ (why else would she choose to sit there next to him?) He glanced around and … oh if it was Jungkook or Namjoon it would really be torture.
And if Jimin thought Y/N unconsciously drawing attention to her mouth was bad, it was nothing compared to Y/N being purposely enticing. She licked her lips, pouted in boredom, applied chap stick, and nibbled at her bottom lip in such a come-hither manner it was indecent. When at last the conference ended and Taehyung had no crazier ideas to throw out on the table, Jimin nearly cried with relief. It was over, and there was nothing standing between him and the door-
“Jimin! Wait up.” he had spoken too soon. Forcing down the urge to bolt, he plastered on a smile and turned around.
“Y/N. What can I do for you?” he asked as the other workers slowly filed out of the room, leaving them alone in the large conference room.
“Nothing much.” she said, playing with the short sleeves of her dress, making Jimin curse himself for telling her to wear such a thing. The room was uncomfortably warm to Jimin, making him sweat a little bit. Did Y/N really have to follow all of Jimin’s advice?
“I just wanted to thank you, you know for … well this.” she said gesturing to herself.
“It was no problem at all, did you think you finally caught the attention of your ‘someone’?” Jimin asked with fake interest.
“I’m not sure, he seemed really uncomfortable and distant today. Maybe, it didn’t work?” she wondered out loud. Jimin blanked. If it didn’t work, then that means that Y/N would be doing this again, and again, and again. Jimin doesn’t think he would be alive for much longer if she did.
“Jimin?” Y/N called.
“I’m sorry, but what did you say?” he asked, running a hand through his black hair.
“Kookie asked me out to lunch this afternoon. I was asking if we could take off at the same time.”
Jimin suddenly felt that acidic jealousy rise up in his throat like bile, filling him with a rage and possessiveness he never felt before.
“No, you can’t.” Jimin’s voice was suddenly harsh, making Y/N taken aback at his change of attitude.
“Why not?” she encouraged Jimin to continue speaking.
“I don’t think that will be good for the two of you to go out alone. Especially with you looking like … that.” he said, allowing his eyes to rake over her body. His eyes lingered over her curves and the swell of her breast, making him groan inwardly.
“Kookie and I have gone out together before, why can’t we go out now?” Y/N asked. Jimin let out a small growl and shook his head, his eyes turning into slits.
“Because I said so Y/N.”
“But why Jimin? Why can’t you just give me an explanation?”
“Because, I don’t have to explain myself to you, I’m your superior Y/N and you shouldn’t be questioning me like this.” Jimin snapped; he could feel his anger and jealousy rise.
“I just don’t understand what the big deal is.” Y/N raised her voice, making Jimin slam her against the wall of the conference room, caging her in between her arms. Y/N stared up at Jimin with wide eyes, he has never acted like this with her before.
“Don’t you know how frustrating it is seeing you with a guy that’s not me?! Couldn’t you see how those guys were eyeing you up throughout the meeting? I should be the only one to look at you like that! It makes me so angry that they can look at you like that, I just want be possessive of you! You’re just so god damn attractive it’s hard to control myself around you, imagine how other guys would be with you! And you taking all of my advice … god it’s so sexually frustrating when you look so sexy and smell so good and I had to endure all of that throughout the meeting; do you know how many times I had to refrain from pulling you away and just taking you myself?! Y/N, I’m so in love with you, why can’t you just understand that?! That’s why I won’t let you go with Jungkook, because I’m afraid he’ll get to you before I can!” Jimin yelled, his eyes blowing up with jealousy and something else hidden behind it. Y/N just stared at Jimin with her mouth open, trying to comprehend Jimin’s confession.
“Jimin, you know that ‘special someone’ I asked you about the other day? Well, it was really you the whole time.” Y/N smirked, making Jimin gasp softly in shock.
“That’s why I came over that night, because I wanted to know how to entice you.” Y/N admitted. Jimin chuckled, biting his lower lip as he looked between Y/N’s eyes and her lips.
“You should’ve told me sooner, jagiya.” Jimin whispered, his voice was low and seductive, making Y/N lick her lips.
“You should’ve acted upon it sooner Jimin.” Y/N teased back, her voice coming out as smooth as velvet.
“You little vixen.” Jimin growled playfully as he closed the space between their lips. Y/N eagerly responded to his kiss, moving her lips against his with just as much passion as he gave to her. Jimin placed his hands on her ass, playfully giving it a smack and a squeeze. Y/N gasped and allowed Jimin to slip his tongue into her mouth, electing a moan from the girl pinned against the wall. Their tongues tangled together as Y/N ran her hands through Jimin’s hair, tugging softly on the black strands. Jimin growled into her mouth and he hoisted her up, wrapping her legs around his waist as they continued to make out against the wall of the conference room.
The two of them suddenly heard giggling. They both parted away from each other’s mouth to spot Jimin’s friends peering through the door, the six of them apparently watching the fiasco.
“See hyung, I told you he would finally pluck up the courage to ask Y/N out! You owe me lunch!” Taehyung said happily, smiling his box smile to Yoongi who groaned in annoyance.
“Yeah, yeah, whatever you want.” Yoongi agreed reluctantly, causing the other guys to start fulfilling the bets they had placed with Taehyung earlier today. Y/N giggled and looked back towards Jimin, who looked beyond livid at the interruption.
“Hey, you can’t kill him. After all, he’s the reason we met.” Y/N pointed out. Jimin smiled down at Y/N and pecked her lips, setting her back down on the ground.
“You’re right, but that doesn’t mean I can’t hurt him,” Jimin said devilishly, making Y/N laugh as he started to chase an amused Taehyung around the conference room. Y/N would never admit that it was Taehyung who urged Y/N to visit Jimin that night, and that she owed him a meal as well for a jobs well done.
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