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Jungkook walked up to the swimming pool, wearing a thin white vest and red shorts, with a whistle around his neck, the hot summers sun making his skin glimmer a little bit. As he walked closer and closer to the pool, many women turned their heads towards him and stared, their attraction for him obvious. Jungkook was used to this. Whenever he went to the beach, he would attract attention, especially after he just went swimming. Going to the gym had surely paid off for Jungkook. He had to admit, he did have good abs.
But Jungkook wasn’t interested in girls. He was gay. Which was kind of a bummer because he felt sorry for all the girls who were interested in him, and would not have their feelings reciprocated, but also, being gay was a great thing, especially in the summer. So many cute guys shirtless, with gorgeous tans and great abs. Jungkook felt like he was in heaven whenever he went to the beach. Or the pool.
This was partly the reason why Jungkook got a summer job at the local pool, to gape at all the cute guys. That and he was broke. He had just finished his first year at college and he had rented a small apartment, a few weeks prior. He was given some money by his parents to help him, but it was far from enough and if he didn’t have enough money to pay his rent every month, he’d be out and back in with his parents. Although he loved his parents and he knew that they would help him, he didn’t want to be a burden to them. He could handle himself.
So here he was, walking around the pool, a mop in hand and a bucket next to it, filled with hot soapy water, a nice round ass on display for everyone to gaze in amazement at, which they did. He felt far too hot and sweat began to form on his forehead, not even a few minutes after he had begun mopping. He wished he could go in the pool to cool him down. He got splashed a lot, sure, but that was more of an inconvenience than anything else. And all those balls which would be thrown outside of the pool and Jungkook would throw back in, yeah, those were even more inconvenient when he was trying to mop the floor. Still, watching cute guys swim and getting paid for it? Seemed like a pretty good job to him.
After a while of mopping the pool side and saving a small girl from drowning (God, where were her parents when she needed them), Jungkook was sweating buckets and was beginning to get a headache. He was desperate to jump in the pool again. ‘Can someone just drown please, so I can jump in the pool and save them’, he thought to himself. Jungkook, however, decided to stay put, no matter how hot he was feeling. And thank god, he did.
The most beautiful man, who was wearing the same attire as Jungkook, a thin white vest and red shorts, with golden blonde hair and the most amazing muscles (Seriously, Jungkook felt as if he was drooling at those muscles alone), began to walk towards Jungkook. Jungkook swore that he was getting butterflies in his stomach just by looking at the man. Throughout his summer, Jungkook had seen a lot of pretty boys. But absolutely none of them compared to this man. As he got closer, Jungkook noticed the dimples on his cheeks, which were formed as a result of his smile. God, his beautiful smile. It made Jungkook’s heart melt. It gave the man a sense of friendliness and naivety, even though his aura was pure sex.And as he got closer and closer, Jungkook began to feel nervous. He was so hot, so god damn hot.
“You’re Jeon Jungkook, right?”, a voice asked and Jungkook almost jumped out of his own skin, almost tripping over the ledge and falling into the pool and having to keep his balance by gripping his hands tightly on the ledge. His face turned bright red, flushed in embarrassment. Great, he had made himself look like a complete idiot, in front of the cutest guy he had ever seen.
“Damn you, Jungkook”, he cursed to himself, speaking quietly so as not to embarrass himself even more.
“Huh?”
The man looked directly at Jungkook, and Jungkook felt as if he could die right there and then. He wished a black hole would appear and swallow him whole. There he was, the cutest guy probably in existence, staring up at Jungkook, his eyes sparkling in the sunlight and Jungkook had acted awkwardly in front of him.
“I-I’m sorry. I just get nervous”, Jungkook giggled nervously, scratching the back of his neck with his left hand. “Yeah, I’m Jeon Jungkook.”
“So do I. Don’t worry about it”, the man exclaimed, smiling as he spoke. “My name is Kim Namjoon. I run this place. We desperately needed help around here so I’m glad you’re here.”
“T-Thank you, sir”, Jungkook stuttered.
“You don’t have to call me sir. Call me Namjoon. I don’t like sir anyway, it sounds too posh.”
“Ok, Namjoon.” Jungkook stuttered.
“So, I was hoping I could show you around the place. I know you’ve seen most of it anyway, but it gives me an opportunity to get to know you”, Namjoon beamed, whilst Jungkook looked at him with a terrified gaze.
“No, no, no, no, no, you don’t have to worry”, Namjoon panicked whilst waving his hands in front of his face. “Don’t think of this as an interview or anything. Think of me as your friend. You don’t have to act all professional. Besides, you look like you’re too hot? Your face looks like it’s heating up.”
As soon as Namjoon had said this, Jungkook lifted his palms to his cheeks and sure enough, they were hot to the touch.
“Let me get you a drink on the way inside.”
Jungkook almost choked on his own breath when he heard this. Did he hear this correctly? There was no way that his hot as hell boss would offer him a drink. Was there?
“N-Namjoon, you don’t have to.” Jungkook panicked.
“It’s my job to care about the welfare of my employees. Think of it as an extra reward for dealing with the heat, as well as cash.” Namjoon beamed.
“N-Namjoon, its sweet of you and all, but you don’t have to.”
“I want to”, Namjoon chirped, as Jungkook began to walk towards Namjoon, his body feeling jittery with nerves, so jittery that he felt as if he would faint and fall flat on the ground if he wasn’t careful, his body making a cracking sound as he fell. Maybe he would even fall unconscious and Namjoon would come running to the rescue and would perform CPR on him. Not that Jungkook minded.
How the hell had Jungkook landed such a perfect job with such an incredibly hot boss?
He surely was the luckiest boy in the world.