YoU ArE OnLy MiNe || YOONMIN~FF ?

? Part - 43 ?

Yoongi chuckled, pulling Jimin closer by the waist. “You really didn’t have to, Baby. I told you—”

“I love making food for you,” Jimin interrupted, hands on his hips. “So don’t even try to stop me.”

Yoongi shook his head with an amused smile. “Alright, alright. I won’t.” He tugged Jimin down, pressing a kiss to his temple. “Thank you, Love.”

Jimin beamed, but his expression darkened when he noticed the secretary still lingering there, watching them.

The woman suddenly cleared her throat, her fake sweet voice cutting in. “Mr. Min, should we continue—”

“No,” Jimin snapped before Yoongi could respond.

The secretary blinked at him, clearly caught off guard. “Excuse me?”

Jimin turned to her, his smile anything but friendly. “Can’t you see he’s busy right now? His husband is here.”

Yoongi raised an eyebrow, sensing the tension but not understanding where it came from. He only cared about Jimin, not some secretary.

The woman forced a tight-lipped smile, trying to keep up her professional act. “Of course, Mr. Min. I’ll… come back later.”

She left, but not before giving one last glance at Yoongi, which made Jimin’s blood boil.

As soon as the door shut, Jimin huffed, crossing his arms. “Ugh, I hate her.”

Yoongi tilted his head. “Who?”

Jimin looked at him in disbelief. “Who?! Your secretary, obviously! She’s always standing so close to you! Haven’t you noticed?”

Yoongi blinked. “I don’t really pay attention to that. She just works here.”

Jimin groaned, throwing his hands in the air. “She’s trying to get into your pants, Hyung! I see it every time I come here!”

Yoongi chuckled, grabbing Jimin’s wrist and pulling him onto his lap. “Baby,” he murmured, nuzzling into Jimin’s neck. “You know I only love you, right?”

Jimin pouted, wrapping his arms around Yoongi’s shoulders. “I know. But I still don’t like her.”

Yoongi smirked, pressing a kiss to Jimin’s cheek. “Then don’t pay attention to her. Focus on me instead.”

Jimin sighed, leaning into him. “You’re lucky you’re so irresistible.”

Yoongi grinned. “I know.”

Jimin rolled his eyes but couldn’t help smiling as Yoongi fed him a bite of the food he had brought.

At the end of the day, no matter how much that secretary tried, Yoongi only had eyes for Jimin.

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The next day

Jimin had always been a little possessive when it came to Yoongi. How could he not be? His husband was perfect—handsome, powerful, and entirely his.

But today? Today, his jealousy was off the charts.

He entered Yoongi’s office like he did every day, a lunchbox in his hand and love in his heart. But the moment he stepped inside, he saw something that made his blood boil.

That damn secretary.

She was too close to Yoongi again, leaning over his desk, her blouse slightly unbuttoned at the top as if she accidentally forgot to fasten it. Her voice was soft, sickeningly sweet, as she spoke to him.