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Office Enemy #taekookau 🔞

Senior manager Taehyung is blindsided by upper management when they hand over his promotion to the chairman’s inexperienced son, Jungkook.

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Taehyung always thought of the office as a living organism, its various parts and players working harmoniously together. The rows of cubicles were the building’s innards; the employees were the cells. Jeon Jungkook’s entrance into the company was an infection.

Around him, the office’s ubiquitous click-clacking, phones ringing, and corporate chitchat. Usually reserved for the background, today the sounds ballooned his migraine. Taehyung reached for his noise-cancelling headphones to drown out the chaotic yet recognizable combined sound.

It’d been exactly a month since the new director was hired in Taehyung’s place. A young, inexperienced executive, surrounded by a waft of yes men, nepotism, and expensive cologne.

Taehyung would never say it out loud, but even the chairman himself was lousy at his job. It was his father, Jungkook’s grandfather, that had built everything from the ground up.

Jeon Jungkook. The man was six years Taehyung’s junior, had no managerial experience, and with his hooped earrings, piercings, and fashionably oversized suits (no tie), he looked like he was dressed for the club. Definitely unbecoming of a director.

Compared to Taehyung’s decade of experience and corporate loyalty, this man was a baby. But Taehyung supposed that blood was thicker than sweat and tears.

At lunch break, Taehyung joined several employees in an empty meeting room. Despite being their manager, Taehyung always made sure to build a respectable rapport with his colleagues.

Unlike Jungkook, who always had his lunches out, sometimes with his father, sometimes with outside friends, mostly alone. His behaviour was so grating.

At their first meeting, he was everything that Taehyung had assumed: pompous, self-important, and thought of himself as smarter than he actually was. It was a nightmare.

Jungkook was Taehyung’s direct boss. Until he got bored of corporate life and went on to start a vanity project with daddy’s money, something tech-adjacent perhaps.

“Here you are.” That voice. “My team’s all here.” Think of the devil.

Taehyung’s colleagues looked up from their lunches and at each other, smiling weakly. Taehyung turned around. Jungkook stood at the entrance of the meeting room. His cologne entered the room before he did.

“Mind if I had lunch with you?” Jungkook asked, but didn’t wait for anyone’s response before he stepped into the meeting room. He had takeout with him.

“Sure,” Taehyung spoke up when no one did.

Jungkook sat at the empty seat next to Taehyung. He unpacked his lunch and ate quietly. He looked extra young like this. When he wasn’t trying to show off, unlike in team meetings, he was bearable.

Or maybe he was just bearable when he wasn’t speaking. He was wearing a tie today too. He looked handsome.

“What is it?” Jungkook asked. Taehyung must’ve been staring.

Taehyung cleared his throat. “Nice of you to have lunch with us today.”

“Of course,” Jungkook said through a mouthful. He swallowed, and Taehyung watched the bob of his throat. “I’d like to get to know my subordinates, after all.”

Ugh.

The room quieted. Jungkook didn’t say much for the rest of lunch. Afterwards, Taehyung packed up his things, said his goodbyes, and stood up to leave the meeting room.

“Wait, Kim Taehyung.”

Taehyung stood, one hand on the door handle. “Yes.” He let go. “Sir.”

“The quarterly numbers for the report tomorrow.”

“They’re ready,” Taehyung said.

“Can I look them over?” Jungkook asked.

“Sure. I’ll send them to you when I get to my desk.”

At the end of the day, after Taehyung had sent him the report, Jungkook sent back the presentation with his notes in obnoxious yellow. All of which were redundant or useless. Taehyung ignored them, and went home.

The next day at Jungkook’s first department meeting, Taehyung plugged in the report that he, along with his team, had been preparing for the last two weeks.

“Actually, Kim Taehyung,” Jungkook interrupted. In between his thumb and forefinger, a USB. “Let’s use this file instead.”

Everyone looked at him and then at Taehyung.

Taehyung’s perfect world always was of order and meeting expectations. He hated surprises, hated not knowing what he was walking into. And at this meeting there were two big surprises—

The presence of the managing director, who just happened to sit in today of all days, and now this Jeon Jungkook was uprooting Taehyung’s whole presentation. A presentation their team had been working on before he had even settled in at the company.

“I really don’t think we should do that, sir,” Taehyung told Jungkook as calmly as possible.

“I do.” Jungkook gave him a look, using his authority to override Taehyung’s.

Defeated, Taehyung sighed and accepted the flash drive.

It’d actually be better if the presentation was a failure. But it wasn’t. Being undermined by this brat, /and/ his revised presentation actually being good, was a puncture to Taehyung’s carefully crafted facade. All this infront of the managing director too. It was humiliating.