Hello my lovelies, I had covid but I'm all better now. Stay safe my beautiful readers ☺️

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Jimin wasn't the kind to be easily swayed. Even though he knew the Chairman always had to have his way. It wasn't because he was demanding it, in fact the Chairman was always someone who was difficult to say no to. And so this was the third time Jimin had signed his name next to Yoongi's. This was their third contract. He sighed deeply, he didn't know what he was getting himself into, when it came to the Chairman he always felt like he could never know what to expect. He entered the company with only the thought of looking for a job. Yet here he was with more than he could offer.

"I'll show you to your new room." Yoongi stood up and led the way. Jimin wondered if he would regret it. The more he explored the Chairman's house the more he understood the differences between them. Yoongi was wealthy, Jimin should have known this but seeing all the extravagant displays and unique furniture, reality had really clicked in. "This is your room." He said as he opened the door at the end of the corridor. "My room is on the top floor next to the gym. You can look around the house later, but I'll leave you to settle into your new room." He said and then he left. Right. Yoongi wasn't allowed inside.

Rules they had between them, were slowly increasing.

Jimin bowed politely, it was the only form of gratitude he could offer. "Thank you... hyung." There were new rules once again. Had this new circumstance changed anything between them? The secretary walked inside, it was a white room, quite similar to their room in the office. Along to his right was a wardrobe that covered the whole wall. Jimin already knew he didn't have enough clothes to fill it up. When he sat on the bed his body had sunk down, it was large, spacious and soft, very different to the old couch he was used to sleeping in. As his hands gripped the sheets he heard a jingle, a set of keys next to him. 'It must be the key to the house.' Jimin thought. A small key ring had caught his eyes, it was a small black kitten with a set of small silver bells attached to its neck.

"Kitten." Jimin hummed. He missed the voice Yoongi had when he would call him. How much longer did he have to wait? He shouldn't even be thinking of these things; the Chairman had always done so much for him. And until now, Jimin knew... he didn't deserve the man Mr Min Yoongi.

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Everything that happened after was a blur, Jimin had been following Yoongi the whole day, they had gone to the shopping centre to buy more plates and cutlery. Jimin felt like he was being a hassle, because the reality was he was diving into the Chairman's private life. It was mostly quiet between them, perhaps there was a mutual agreement that they didn't know how to act around each other. The first time they were alone outside of work was when Jimin was dropped off at his fake address, the second was at the club. And now they lived together. The secretary only wanted to be as close to genuine as possible. 

"Hmm, I only have one mug at home." Yoongi said as he walked over to the shelf of cups. "Which one would you like?" Yoongi held out two mugs for Jimin to choose.

"This one." Jimin pointed at the mug with baby blue and white stripes. It was similar to the light brown and white striped mug he saw in Yoongi's kitchen. He didn't even know why he wanted to match or why he even thought of it. He felt it wasn't even in his position to feel complacent, Yoongi was making a place for him in his home. The Chairman had always adjusted to him whether it be as his dominant or as his employer.

Jimin knew Yoongi was fully capable of paying for all these items but he didn't want to owe him any more than he already did. The younger thought of how he would tell Yoongi without sounding too rude, but after the Chairman had help Jimin load the items onto the conveyer belt he gave a soft smile. "I'll just be at the tailors at the second floor, meet me by the car." Jimin nodded, he felt relieved. Yoongi either knew him to well or he knew people to well. There was a moment in the last week where he felt time was moving without him. Everyone continuing their lives and his world was frozen, only because Yoongi was upset with him.

Even though it wasn't the right time for him to think about it, he thought he would do better at the office. Work harder and please Yoongi more. Only then could his life feel like it was moving again.

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Jimin realised he was tired when he sat in Yoongi's car waiting for him. Perhaps everything hadn't really sunken in. He had to apologise to Jin and Taehyung as well, they had been affected by the work environment he created. There was a knock on the window and Jimin looked up to see Yoongi opening the door to the driver's seat.

"Did you wait long?" Yoongi asked as he paused for a moment to put his seatbelt on. He placed the bags he was carrying on the back seats. "I had to pick up my order from the tailors."

Jimin shook his head slightly. "Did you get new suits for work?"

"They are for you." Yoongi said as he turned the ignition, making his way to the parking exit. "You can try them later at home."

Home. It was still an unfamiliar word for Jimin and to be used in association with the Chairman, only brought confusing emotions. He glanced behind him and noticed the name of the brand. It was expensive. "...Sir, I'm not quite sure I can afford to pay you back for them, can we return them?"

Yoongi held Jimin's hand as if to stop him from leaving. "The Secretary stands with the Chairman at all important meetings with the clients. You represent the company and since it is for the company, you cannot deny this."

Jimin found himself speechless. This gesture, although innocent, only made Jimin crave Yoongi's touch more. It was the first time he was touched since their argument. He took his hand away before there was a chance for him to make a mistake. He was on his last straw. He must be on his best behavior. Nothing more, nothing less. And a thought suddenly entered his mind, one that brought along a warm blush across his cheeks.

Because later that evening, when he did in fact try on the suits, Jimin found them to fit him like a glove. It was as if the Chairman had touched his body enough times to know his measurements.

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