That Fat Bastard
BTS ONE SHOTS
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Namjoon's powerful presence changes the atmosphere of the room as soon as he enters. He's followed by his capable right hand man, Jin. The two of them are here for business negotiations. Namjoon's business empire is big, but if he joins hands with this other company, he can dominate the entire market.
Namjoon sits across from the other CEO, and tries not be offended by the arrogance exuding from the pudgy man. Jin takes his place behind Namjoon. "So, Namjoon, I heard you need my business," the older CEO says smugly. Namjoon tells himself to be tolerant of this creature because he really wants to beat out his competitors and business is business. "Yes, it would be beneficial for both of us to merge." Namjoon offers his best fake smile.
The other boss is quick to agree,but he adds,"Shouldn't you give me some incentive? After all, you're asking me a favor." As he says this, his gaze shifts to Jin, looking at him up and down, and he his lips predatorily. Namjoon's hands are already balled into fists under the table and he's so close to losing his temper, but he gives the guy one more chance to clarify. "What do you mean, Mr Ahn?" he asks through gritted teeth.
Mr Ahn nods towards Jin once more, while pouting his lips ertedly and his lips again. Before he can get another word out, Namjoon is leaping across the table and punching the man's face to a bloody pulp. Jin rushes forward and grabs Namjoon's shoulders,trying to pull him aw
Namjoon sits across from the other CEO, and tries not be offended by the arrogance exuding from the pudgy man. Jin takes his place behind Namjoon. "So, Namjoon, I heard you need my business," the older CEO says smugly. Namjoon tells himself to be tolerant of this creature because he really wants to beat out his competitors and business is business. "Yes, it would be beneficial for both of us to merge." Namjoon offers his best fake smile.
The other boss is quick to agree,but he adds,"Shouldn't you give me some incentive? After all, you're asking me a favor." As he says this, his gaze shifts to Jin, looking at him up and down, and he his lips predatorily. Namjoon's hands are already balled into fists under the table and he's so close to losing his temper, but he gives the guy one more chance to clarify. "What do you mean, Mr Ahn?" he asks through gritted teeth.
Mr Ahn nods towards Jin once more, while pouting his lips ertedly and his lips again. Before he can get another word out, Namjoon is leaping across the table and punching the man's face to a bloody pulp. Jin rushes forward and grabs Namjoon's shoulders,trying to pull him aw
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