Jimin lived on his own for a long time but recently he had found a new job. He was really happy about it but he was frustrated in a lot of ways. One of them was that he hadn't been in a relationship or even in close contact with anyone for one more than a year. Which was unbearable. He needed to blow some steam off. He had gotten home late that night after a lot of drinking. He hadn't managed to achieve anything that night. Expect spending money on a lot of drinks. He arrived home safely, to his surprise. He made his way to his bed after he successfully managed to lock the door.

Maybe Jimin shouldn't have gotten drunk that night while thinking about a specific person and maybe it wasn't a good idea to grab his phone and start doing things without thinking.

He hadn't realised what he was doing until he heard it. He felt as if the floor he was standing on was lava. Everything felt like lava that moment.

The second the 'ping' of a successful message filtered through the air, he found himself sobering immediately. His eyes widened in realisation. He didn't even know why he even had a pick like that.

Throwing himself back into his bed, the black haired man, flung up the blankets and pillows around him, hoping that if he tried hard enough, he could suffocate himself in them.

What made him act like his world was crashing down on him?

Park Jimin, had just sent a ' pic' to his new - unfortunately incredibly attractive boss, Jung Hoseok. He wanted to believe he did it unintentionally because of the drinking but deep down in his mind he knew why he did it. Every time he looked at his boss, his stomach would burn in a weird way. He didn't want to admit that he had a crash on his new boss. He knew nothing would come out of this and he tried really hard to not betray himself every time he would talk to him. But he couldn't really stop himself from blushing hard when Hoseok would look at him with those eyes and even that smile. When he first went to his job interview, he expected a bald, fat boss. Like the usual bosses. What he didn't see coming was a young man, some years older than him, slightly taller and with a killer smile. His wavy, brownish hair fitting his face just right. And his mesmerising cheekbones made his knees weak. He couldn't take his eyes off him. When Hoseok told him to take a sit Jimin felt embarrassed. He was blabbing the whole time and Hoseok looked amused by him. His smile never faded from his face. He didn't even know if Hoseok was interested in the same but he didn't look like he was disgu