[Shamelessly asking y'all to ignore the typos for nth time cuz I can't get time to review and edit.]

<RQ Mansion>

Seungcheol was looking at himself in the mirror as he sprayed the cologne over his suit.

It was when, Jeonghan arrived, all dressed in a suit as well, "Ready for office?"

Seungcheol put on his wrist watch, "Yeah."

"I've a surprise for you." Jeonghan chuckled.

"Hmm what is it?" Seungcheol raised a brow.

"Close your eyes." Jeonghan grinned, "And give me your hand."

"Okay." Seungcheol complied. Soon enough he felt a cold metal around his right wrist and before he could react, it was close.

He was handcuffed to Jeonghan's left wrist.

"What? What the hell is this, Jeonghan?" Seungcheol frowned.

"My revenge." Jeonghan pressed a kiss on his cheeks, "Let's go to office, shall we?"

"Oh no, wait." Jeonghan pulled the key from his pocket as he grinned after which he threw it out of the window.

"Are you out of your mind?!" Seungcheol snapped, "How are we supposed to get off this now?"

"We don't need to, darling." Jeonghan chuckled, "Let's go."

Seungcheol was at a loss for words, his mind reeling from Jeonghan's nonchalant attitude.

"Are you crazy? We can't just go out like this!" he protested, pulling at the handcuffs for emphasis.

"People will see! We'll look like complete idiots!"

"I don't care." Jeonghan winked, pulling the older closer to himself, "Isn't this romantic?"

"Romantic?! In what universe is being handcuffed to you considered romantic?!" Seungcheol retorted, his voice a mix of irritation and disbelief.

"In this universe, darling. Now shut up and walk." Jeonghan nodded, "We don't want to be late to office, do we?"

"And how the fuck am I supposed to work with my right hand being cuffed to yours?" Seungcheol rolled his eyes.

"That's your problem, not mine." Jeonghan shrugged, "You tied my hands to the steering wheel last night, I didn't complain, did I?"

"That's different!" Seungcheol protested, his irritation flaring. "We were in the car late at night! Now we have to deal with this all day!"

He tried to pull away, only to be held back by the handcuffs. He cursed under his breath, frustration clear in his eyes.

Jeonghan grabbed the older's collars from his spare hand, his lips ghosted over Seungcheol's, "No matter how much you complain, this is what you have for the day."

"You-" Seungcheol paused, "Are you serious?"

"Yeah." Jeonghan nodded, "Plus, look how considerate I am. I didn't cuff you alone, I tied my wrist to yours as well."

"You call this considerate?" Seungcheol raised a brow, "I call it damn annoying."

"Because you're boring." Jeonghan rolled his eyes.

"I'm not boring," Seungcheol protested, his voice a low growl. "I just have a proper sense of logic and common sense, unlike you, you damn wild man."

"Wild or whatever, all yours darling." Jeonghan chuckled, "Now let's go!!"

Seungcheol let out a huff, knowing there was no point in arguing further. He shot Jeonghan a glare, mumbling under his breath.

"I swear, you really enjoy driving me up the wall, don't you?"

Jeonghan started walking, while tugging at the handcuffs as Seungcheol felt the slight pull.

Seungcheol begrudgingly followed Jeonghan's lead, his irritation mingled with a hint of arousal as the younger tugged at the handcuffs that connected them.

He muttered under his breath, his irritation clear in his voice.

"This is so inconvenient. How the heck are we supposed to get work done like this?"

"We can." Jeonghan nodded, "And we will."

"You say that now, but wait until we have to deal with awkward handshakes, signing documents, hell, even eating," Seungcheol retorted. "You haven't thought this through at all, have you?"

"It's fun, isn't it?" Jeonghan excitedly stated.

"You and I have very different definitions of fun," Seungcheol muttered, shaking his cuffed wrist a bit. "This is not my idea of a good time."

Jeonghan huffed in annoyance as he pushed the older on the couch, climbing over him, "Stop behaving like a grumpy old man.".

"And stop behaving like a damn troublemaker," Seungcheol retorted, his fingers instinctively gripping Jeonghan's hips.

Jeonghan tugged at the handcuffs, "I won't. What are you going to do about that?"

Seungcheol tightened his grip on Jeonghan's hips, a smirk forming on his lips, "You know damn well what I'd do if I wasn't handcuffed to you right now, love."

Jeonghan grinned deviously, "Why? A single strained hand ate up all of your guts?"

"Watch your mouth." Seungcheol pulled him closer, "You don't know when to stop, do you?"

"Oh I just got started." Jeonghan's spare hand reached the older's thighs, squeezing it, "You teased me yesterday, now it's my turn."

"You think you can handle it, love?" Seungcheol retorted, his voice a low growl, "Don't bite off more than you can chew."

Jeonghan leaned in as he gave the older's lower lip a gentle but prolonged bite, "Oh I can chew just right. And you taste so good."

"Now that's how you're planning to invite trouble, don't you?" Seungcheol licked his lower lips.

"I wonder what will happen if I take the trouble to office." Jeonghan whispered.

"You're absolutely crazy, you know that?" Seungcheol murmured, his lips brushing against Jeonghan's ear. "But the thought of you being this daring in the office is both infuriating and ridiculously hot."

Jeonghan stood up, making the older stand up as they remained cuffed together, "Let's go then."

Seungcheol glowered at the younger man, his voice a mix of irritation and suppressed desire. "You're not seriously going to take this to the office, are you?"

Jeonghan didn't reply as he led the older towards the car. The driver stared at their cuffed hands.

"Sir, do you need any help with that? Is it stuck?" The driver politely asked.,

Seungcheol could feel his cheeks flush with embarrassment as the driver's gaze fixated on their cuffed hands.

He quickly tried to come up with an explanation, but Jeonghan spoke up before he could get a word in.

"No, no, it's fine," Jeonghan reassured the driver, his tone light and nonchalant. "Just a little game we're playing, nothing to worry about."

Seungcheol shot Jeonghan a look, silently cursing the younger man for his casual response to the driver. He wanted to explain the situation, but Jeonghan's words left no room for further discussion.

As they settled into the back seat of the car, Seungcheol leaned in to whisper in Jeonghan's ear, his voice a mix of annoyance and warning.

"You are done when we get to the office," he growled.

"Oh my." Jeonghan chuckled, "What are you going to do to me? Make it exciting, okay?"

Seungcheol leaned closer, his lips hovering over Jeonghan's ear, his voice a low, almost menacing whisper. "You want excitement, huh? Trust me, I'm going to make you regret this little game of yours."

"I won't regret anything." Jeonghan nodded, "Everything you do is appealing to me."

"You have a very loose definition of 'appealing'," Seungcheol retorted, his voice a mix of annoyance and desire. As the car sped towards the office, the tension between them crackled in the air.

Soon enough, they reached the office. And now, they walked through the hall with those handcuffs tied around their wrists.

Seungcheol felt his irritation and embarrassment flare as they walked through the office, with people's glances and stares fixated on their wrists.

He gritted his teeth, silently blaming Jeonghan for putting them in such an awkward and exposed situation. "This is your fault," he muttered under his breath, trying to avoid eye contact with their coworkers.

"Ha ha ha ha." Jeonghan taunted as they got into the elevator.

"This is not funny." Seungcheol protested.

The elevator door opened at the Web Designing Team's floor.

"My cabin is not at this floor." Seungcheol stated.

"But mine is." Jeonghan retorted.

"And we are not going there." Seungcheol pulled him back, closing the elevator door and pressing the button of his own cabin.

"Are you sure you want me in your cabin all day?" Jeonghan mocked.

Seungcheol let out a sarcastic grin, "My love, have you left any choice for me hmm?"

Jeonghan teasingly caressed the older's cheeks, "Aww someone seems upset."

The elevator door opened as Seungcheol led the younger to his cabin, "You're such a brat, I swear."

Jeonghan just laughed, "I just love to annoy you."

Seungcheol pushed the door open, "And you're damn good at that."

Jeonghan followed the older to the desk, "No but I want to sit on the couch."

"And then? Do you want me to babysit you all day?" Seungcheol rolled his eyes.

"You can work while sitting on the couch." Jeonghan retorted, "I've to work as well."

Seungcheol had completely given up at that point. He just shrugged as he walked to the couch with his laptop along with the younger.

As they sat, Jeonghan opened his laptop as well, bringing the older's right hand along with his left hand on the keyboard.

"This is so annoying." Seungcheol muttered beneath his breath as he managed to work despite his restrained wrist.

After a while, Jeonghan stood up, "Why's there no water in the cabin."

Seungcheol was deeply engrossed in his work when Jeonghan abruptly stood up, pulling at their cuffed wrists.

He looked up, annoyance clear in his voice. "You can't be serious," he grumbled. "Are you gonna tug at me every damn time you need something?"

"If we had another choice, I would have given it a thought." Jeonghan nodded, "C'mon, I can't sit thirsty and hungry all day."

"Fine," Seungcheol grumbled, getting up and reluctantly moving towards the door. "But we're getting your damn water and then we're coming straight back here, got it?"

"If we're going then let's take coffee by ourselves." Jeonghan suggested, "Why bother the staff?"

"Fine whatever." Seungcheol grumbled as he began to walk.

On the other hand, Jeonghan was internally enjoying the annoyed expressions of the older which he deep down, didn't mean at all.

As they reached the coffee booth, the few staff members present there greeted them.

Seungcheol tried to hide their cuffed hands but Jeonghan wriggled intentionally to show it off.

Seungcheol seethed with irritation as Jeonghan intentionally displayed their cuffed hands to the staff members. He tried to hide his frustration, knowing Jeonghan was enjoying his annoyance.

As the staff members noticed the handcuffs, they exchanged glances and stifled giggles, clearly amused by the situation.

Seungcheol shot Jeonghan an icy glare, silently cursing the younger's mischief.

"How will you like your coffee, Seungcheol?" Jeonghan asked, his voice exceptionally loud.

"Black." Seungcheol replied shortly.

"Alright, help me." Jeonghan nodded, "You know, our hands are intertwined together."

As both of them stood ny each other, Seungcheol gripped the younger's waist, caging his left hand along with it.

"Make it done quickly." Seungcheol muttered in a low voice while smiling for the other people present there, "I've to talk to you."

"Sure sure." Jeonghan nodded.

As the coffee was done, both of them walked back to the cabin as Seungcheol locked the door shut.

"This is not right, Jeonghan!" Seungcheol stated, "It's against professionalism. Why did I even agree to show up to the office like this?"

"Because you liked this idea." Jeonghan rolled his eyes, "But you won't accept it."

"I do not." Seungcheol stated, "How can anyone like this idea huh? I swear your revenges are too crazy."

Jeonghan laughed briefly, "You signed up for this. All the best."

Seungcheol inhaled a deep breath as he pulled out his phone, to make a call, "Mingyu. Send someone who can make keys for cuffs. Stop questioning, just send someone, as soon as possible."

He hung up the call and turned his attention to the younger, "And you my love, c'mon, let's deal with your over excited self."

Jeonghan raised a brow, "Oh? You think you can handle me?"

"I very well can." Seungcheol pulled him towards himself, pinning him against the desk.

Jeonghan's spare hand landed on the older's chest, "Dream about it, darling."

"I don't need to dream about it." Seungcheol retorted, "I can handle you, pretty well."

Jeonghan grinned wickedly, "I love your jokes a lot."

Seungcheol's hands moved to Jeonghan's hips, his grip firm and possessive. He pulled the younger closer, their bodies now flush against each other.

He leaned in, his lips hovering over Jeonghan's ear. "You can act all cocky and confident all you want, love," he murmured, his voice now a low, hungry grumble. "But I know how to shut that arrogant mouth of yours up good."

Jeonghan looked at him with his brows scrunched, "Is that so?"

"So now tell me, who's going to shut his pretty mouth now?" Seungcheol asked.

Before Jeonghan could reply, Seungcheol crashed their lips together.

Seungcheol's words were lost in a breath as he captured Jeonghan's lips with his own. The kiss was hard, demanding, and unapologetic, expressing his frustration, hunger, and sheer need.

He pressed his body harder against Jeonghan's, trapping him between the desk and himself. His tongue swept across Jeonghan's lips, seeking entrance, tasting him greedily.

Jeonghan whimpered as Seungcheol continued to devour him.

Seungcheol's hands tightened their grip on Jeonghan's hips, fingers digging into him possessively. He deepened the kiss, claiming his mouth with a dominant fervor.

Seungcheol pulled away from the kiss, leaving Jeonghan breathless, his usual confidence shattered and replaced by a dazed, disarrayed mess.

Seungcheol smirked, satisfied with the effect he had on the younger man. "Still feeling smug and arrogant, love?" he taunted, his voice filled with both mockery and desire.

"I-" Jeonghan began to speak but his words were concerted into a moan when Seungcheol's tongue latched onto his neck.

"This is what you want, right? For me to shut you up like this?" Seungcheol chuckled against his skin, "You get it, then."

Jeonghan whimpered, trying to form a coherent sentence but failing miserably.

The sensation of Seungcheol's lips, teeth, and tongue tracing over his sensitive skin left Jeonghan trembling and incoherent.

Seungcheol reveled in the younger's helplessness, "Seems like I've finally found a way to tame your clever tongue, love. You're so damn adorable when you're speechless like this."

Seungcheol's lips found Jeonghan's once more, this time with an even greater fervor and intensity. He consumed the younger's mouth, his tongue seeking dominance and claiming every inch of him ruthlessly.

The kiss deepened, Seungcheol's tongue exploring the depths of Jeonghan's mouth with an almost feral intensity.

He pressed his body against Jeonghan's, seeking more, claiming more, his desire for the younger surpassing all reason.

His hands roamed upward, fingers tangling in Jeonghan's hair, holding him in place, trapping him in the embrace of his dominant, possessive touch.

Seungcheol pulled away, his gaze roaming over the sight before him. Jeonghan was a delectable mess, his hair tousled, lips red and swollen from the kiss, breathless, and completely defenseless.

Seungcheol chuckled, his voice dripping with mock arrogance, "Look at you, love. Seems like I've broken you into a pretty, little, speechless mess."

Jeonghan frowned as he grabbed the older's collars, pulling him into a kiss again, this time dominating the gesture.

Seungcheol was momentarily taken aback by Jeonghan's sudden assertive move, but he quickly regained his composure, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

He let Jeonghan take control for a moment, enjoying the unexpected shift in dynamics. But he couldn't let the younger man get too carried away.

Seungcheol's hand slid up Jeonghan's back, fingers trailing along his spine, drawing him closer as he deepened the kiss. He wasn't about to be outdone by Jeonghan's unexpected display of dominance.

Jeonghan pulled away while panting heavily, "It's not that easy to tame me, Choi Seungcheol."

"Don't worry." Seungcheol gripped the younger's chin gently, "I'll work harder."

"You better." Jeonghan retorted.

Seungcheol's thumb caressed the younger's swollen lips as he chuckled, "You being this sassy, does wonders to me, Yoon Jeonghan."

Soon enough, a knock was heard. Seungcheol parted slightly.

"Come in." Seungcheol stated as Mingyu walked in, "Hyung, the key."

"Alright, send him in." Seungcheol nodded.

Mingyu scrunched his brows as he looked at the handcuffs, "But how did this happen?"

Seungcheol smiled widely, "Nothing. My love wanted it so rough that we lost the keys."

Jeonghan choked on air as he coughed while Mingyu's eyes widened, "Uh- I'll send him in." He left immediately.

"Seungcheol-"

"Shh." Seungcheol pecked the younger's lips, "You aren't the only wild one here."

Jeonghan rolled his eyes after which the key maker made his way in.

A/n : Sorry for this filler chapter😭😭

Anyways take care everyone!
Don't forget to smile and admire yourself, you're doing great!

-Jeonghanneyonghaseyo