I don’t know what this is— it’s probably too detailed and stuff to be a headcanon, yet too short and scattered to be a fic 💦 But regardless, this was like.. the most random idea of mine I had. I just wanted to write this, it’s mostly self-indulgent, but I hope you like it!
Jikook; rich!Jungkook x jewelry sales assistant!Jimin
Summary: Jungkook’s tired of gold-diggers.
Jimin works as a jewelry sales assistant in one of the most luxurious store ever, and though he wouldn’t refer to himself as an expert, he thinks it’s probably alright if he dares to think he’s a prepared professional who knows how to answer every question any customers have, and can definitely help them with anything.
Jungkook comes into the store for less than five minutes with his date picking out everything she sees greedily, and Jimin is left with his head blank.
“How can I help you, sir—” Jimin asks after Jungkook leads him to the counter opposite of where his date is, and Jungkook’s quick to intercept with a troubled expression like he’s at his wits’ end.
“Hit me in the face, and call me a cheater.”
Jungkook insists stubbornly (“I promise you’re not going to lose your job because of this”), but even so Jimin denies firmly, the idea too bizarre to even sit right in his mind until their small struggle finally catches the attention of Jungkook’s date. With her approaching, Jimin sees the way Jungkook groans as he rubs at his temples like his patience’s wearing out.
With no ridiculous plan to execute this time, Jungkook chooses the most direct way this time — and breaks up with her.
Jungkook sits in the staff room less than fifteen minutes later, with his cheek red from a slap that’s been hurled to his face mercilessly. Jimin thinks it hurts just by looking at it, and he helps to hold the ice pack to Jungkook’s cheek as they sit wordlessly, the air too stagnant and awkward for anyone to say anything. But everything makes sense now; Jungkook’s sudden request, and the decision he suddenly made. All his date really did care for was only the presents, after all (it became crystal clear when all Jungkook had to do at the end to resolve the situation was to write her a cheque).
“Still got hit after all,” Jungkook says after a long while, and smiles a little as he tries to lighten the mood. Jimin can’t help but reciprocate it, letting the corners of his lips curl up when he puts the ice pack away. “Thank you.”
Jimin thinks he hasn’t helped much, but then again Jungkook doesn’t see it that way, not when Jimin stepped out of the counter to reprimand the other’s date for getting physical, and almost got shoved if not for security who came in time.
When Jungkook’s chauffeur is back to pick him up, he’s left thinking about the honest staff with a beautiful smile in the jewelry store who offered him a packet of sweets to cheer him up after he turns down Jungkook’s money (he doesn’t know how else to thank the other), and gets back to work. Jimin, Jungkook makes sure he remembers.
Jungkook eventually comes back to the store again and again, each time making up a lie over having to buy a relative of his a beautiful present. Jimin doesn’t realize it at first, simply explaining every single little detail to Jungkook who listens intently (because it’s oddly soothing) until the cycle gets even obvious to him who’s often oblivious.
“Don’t waste your money,” Jimin says one afternoon when Jungkook runs out of excuses. For someone who runs a company that feasts on creativity, he sure isn’t. “… If you want to get to know me, just ask me out.”
Jimin’s ideas of dates involve really getting to know each other over dinners in comfy diners and fast food joints, digging out embarrassing memories just to laugh at together, adorable text messages that distract Jungkook in the middle of business meetings and also long slow trips when Jungkook insists on sending Jimin back home, but they choose to take the bus together instead of letting Jungkook’s chauffeur drive.
Jungkook manages to convince Jimin into letting them dine at a fancy restaurant for once, where they exchanged more stories about each other. Jimin and his dream to design something as beautiful as the jewelry that’s sitting in the display back in his workplace; Jungkook and his struggles with meeting people who always just bother more about his money than the person he really is inside. Jimin holds his hand throughout dinner that night, and Jungkook shifts to lace their fingers together. It fits.
(Though Jungkook seized the chance and paid for dinner when Jimin left to the restroom, he returns home that night to find money slipped into the pockets of his suit.)
Bonus: Jungkook comes back to the store next week with a bouquet of pink roses, and though Jimin’s expression evidently brightens over the sight of seeing the other, he feels his heart sink the second a beautiful woman follows, linking her arm with Jungkook’s.
Jimin tries his best to be as professional as possible when Jungkook asks him about the necklaces that are popular at the moment, and finds himself unable to detect the humor that’s in all this when Jungkook looks mostly amused.
Maybe it’s all been a game for Jungkook, Jimin thinks sourly as he rummages through the drawer behind the counter for the different diamond charms. When he gets up from where he was, the bouquet of roses is now placed on the counter, pushed in his direction — to him.
“It’s for you,” Jungkook admits as he tries to hide that playful smile on his face by biting on his bottom lip. Jimin just looks confused, and immediately glances over to the woman who came with Jungkook — and catches how amused she looks, too. “Meet Eunbi, Jimin. Jeon Eunbi, my sister.”
“I’ve heard so much about you, Jimin. It’s nice to finally meet you!”
(Jimin almost disappeared into the staff room from how embarrassed he is, but Jungkook stops him by grabbing at his hand, their fingers filling in the gaps with familiarity and comfort now.)
“Dinner at eight, after your work? I think it’s time my sister gets to know more about my boyfriend.”
