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"Am I with just bad luck or you are deliberate on making my life hell?" Gauravi groaned after being slammed against the wall for don't know how many times after she met him.

"Don't you understand simple language or should I speak in English? Stay. away. from. him." Yoongi spoke through gritted teeth. The trying not to get caught while leaving Jungkook's room plan went down the hill when she got caught by the only person she didn't wanted to.

"I just wanted to see if he was okay." Gauravi spat pushing him away from her.

"You should have thought about him when you screamed at him last night."

"I am sorry okay. I was frustrated and he just-ahh god damn!! I am sorry, please just let it go now." Gauravi felt like pulling her hair out in frustration.

"Let it go?" He chuckled. "I should let it go when he got hurt and when I know the reason that he got hurt is because of you." He gritted ever word while pushing her against the wall again. She hissed in pain this time, he had grabbed her injured arm which she was pretty sure that had started to bleed again.

"Then what do you want me to do huh?" She hissed pushing his hand off and holding her hand over the injury.

"Stay away from him."

"You know I can't do that. I am your publicist. I am suppose to work around you guys. Are you asking me to not to do my job now?" She retorted heaving her breathe since her arm had started to hurt. The wound had opened up again. She felt the wetness. "God damn it." She cursed under her breath.

"Your work doesn't include laughing, flirting with your employer."

"Of course it doesn't. It also does not include getting slammed around ever damn time, now does it? Yet here we are." She smiled showing her teeth. "Mr. Min whatever happened I can take full responsibility of it but please, just stay out of my work." She said walking near him. "I know for you there is this game, you want to know what sort of secret I am hiding. Well, let me enlighten you. Whatever it is, you don't need to worry about it." With that she pushed him off and walked off from there.

"Ahh." She hissed from pulling her hand away from the injured arm to see her sleeve soaked in blood. "There goes my another shirt." She clicked her tongue in annoyance before making her way towards Ha Joon's room.

"Why did you do ma'am, you opened up the wound." Ha Joon said as he cleaned off the blood around the wound.

"Yeah-sst." She hissed when his finger accidentally touched the open flesh.

"Sorry!"

"Nah it's fine." She shook her head. "I ran into some trouble." She said answering his earlier question.

"Trouble?" He asked while keeping his hands busy around her wound.

"Yeah a kitty cat who's quite nosy and stubborn."

"Are we talking about a kitty cat or kitty man, because if it is a latter then I can take care of it for you." He said picking up some cotton pad.

"Can you now?" Gauravi chuckled ruffling his hair causing him to grunt and move away his head away from her hand.

"I can." He huffed. "Ma'am what are we going to do about the hallway situation?" He suddenly asked.

"I am going to report it. Beside it really wasn't a mistake from our side, I was beside him and I did my job as I am expected to. So no worries of getting scold, I mean boss doesn't really require any reason to scold me so it doesn't really matter." She answered with silly grin. "And the girl being here was really a coincidence, so I think we are fine on that side too."

"But ma'am what about Jiminisshi knowing about your secret?"

"Well that, we can keep it to ourselves." At that he nodded.

"But is he trustable?"

"I don't know Joon, I didn't really had a choice after what happened. It was that or him going around blabbing about it. He is an idol, I think he'll do good with secret. From what I know Mr. Namjoon is the clumsiest among them, so I think I can trust him to not blurt it out." She muttered.

"Hmm. Done. There you go." Ha Joon said looking at his masterpiece.

"Thanks bud. Do you have a shirt that I can borrow?" Ha Joon nodded and went to fetch it for her. "I'll be heading back home. I'll be returning tomorrow morning so-"

"Don't worry we will handle things here. Here." Ha Joon assured handing her a shirt.

"Thanks." She smiled quickly putting it on and walking out of his room. "I'll see you tomorrow." She nodded before turning around fixing her shirt. "She got me good." Gauravi whispered to herself while buttoning last few button. "Fuck that hur-" She looked up to see Yoongi standing across her. As usual he was glaring at her, she rolled her eyes before turning around to leave.

"You are quite quick huh?" He said making her stop.

"Excuse me?" She turned around with her eyes narrowed at him. He snorted at that, her nose flared in anger. "Look, you, I am telling you for the last time stay out of my business, I don't want you making it any difficult than it is. Just let me do my job in peace. I don't care what you think about me just stay out of my way." With that she turned around and left.

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"I am home!" Gauravi shouted as she walked into the apartment. "Ben!" She called out tossing her keys on the table.

"In kitchen babe!"

"I want co-"

"Yes, it's boiling." He answered before she could complete her sentence.

"Thanks." She lazily grinned pulling down her pants, she shrugged them on ground and took a seat on the stool before leaning down on counter in exhaustion.

"You better be picking that up." Ben said turning off the stove. Gauravi just hummed in answer. Ben rolled his eyes pouring coffee for both of them, he walked around the counter sliding the cup towards her. "So how was your day? Anything happened?" Ben asked as he picked up the shrugged off pants from the ground.

"Nothing." She groaned blowing air in her mug.

"Hmmm, whose shirt are you wearing?" He asked before taking a sip of his coffee.

"Okay!" She straighten up. "You are acting weird. Mumma called you, didn't she?" Gauravi said throwing up her hands in air.

"Yes she did. And how does one hang up on their mother huh? You are getting too disrespectful nowadays Gaura!" Ben scolded with his hands on his waist.

"Here we go." She whispered under her breath before sipping her coffee.

"Aai (Mother) is only worried about you babe. Why you gotta be so rude to her? Do you know how much she worries?"

"Yeah about how I eat noodles. Come on you and I both know that she just want to marry me off."

"And whats wrong with that? You need someone who will take care of you."

"For that you are here, and on instance mumma's there too." She murmured rolling her eyes.

"Don't you roll your eyes at me you brat!" Ben flicked her forehead.

"Dude! That hurts!" She whined rubbing her forehead.

"You are too worrisome." Ben sighed in exhaustion.

"No, its just you. And I can take care of myself very well."

"Oh really? Then what about this?" He asked poking her injured shoulder.

"Fuck! You dumb bi-" She mid stopped when she saw Ben glaring at her. "How did you-"

"I know you too well Gauravi and that- Ha Joon texted me about it."

"Oh okay." She nodded. "Wait what? Joon texted you?!"

"Yeah, he told me you got injury on your arm." Ben shrugged, walking towards fridge before pulling out some ice packs. "Here, he told me to ice the bite marks on your other arm."

"What the fuck dude? Now you got Joon under you wing too. What is he? Your spy now?" Ben grinned at that nodding his head. "What the hell? That's pure betrayal. How the fuck did you even get his number?"

"You don't want to know that." Ben shrugged as Gauravi stared at him open mouthed.