One Shot

"Morning!" you chirp bubbly to your Boss's receptionist who smiles anxiously back at you, making you do a double take. "Ugh...is he in a shitty mood again?" you ask blunty and she hisses back at you nervously.

"Y/N! You know you shouldn't be talking that way about him!" you shrug care-freely at her mini scolding. "Well, he hasn't fired me yet so I think I'll be fine" you say, smiling at her happily and thanking her for her concern.

She sighs, but waves you off tiredly. "...He said he didn't want anyone disturbing him today but I know you can handle him." she states and you nod before taking a deep breath and walking into his office.

She looks at your retreating back. "Good luck..." she whispers softly.
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The moment you close the door behind you, you hear a snarl. "I said no one could come in!" the man states, without ceasing the vigorous typing on his iMac Desktop; probably another angry email to one of his partners.

You snort in disdain at his disheveled appearance. "...Guess you didn't go home yesterday" you say blandly and he stiffens before looking up tiredly.

"...Nice to see you too Ugly..." he mutters sarcastically and you shoot him a feral smile "Right back at you Uglier!" you say unrepentantly.

He chuckles softly before continuing. "...and I would have gone home if this dumbass didn't almost entirely screw up the business deal with our new clients yesterday, leaving me to salvage what I could..." he states frustratedly, gesturing towards his computer and going back to his work.

You sigh and head to his personal nespresso machine to brew him something that would lighten his mood like magic; a nice hot cappuccino.

Humming softly after you were done, you bring the mug and place it gently on his table and turn to go start your work.

A hand on your wrist makes you pause and look back with your brows raised. "Yes?..." you ask pointedly after a couple of seconds of silence.

He looks at you abashed and quickly mumbles a quick 'thanks' making you smile knowingly.

"...and here people are, thinking you're cold hearted as hell, boss" you exclaim smugly and he narrows his eyes at you.

"Don't push your luck Y/N...' he retorts huskily and a delicious shiver runs down your spine.

He probably didn't realize that he was now caressing your wrist softly, but you were extremely aware of the hot trail it left behind. "...and I told you not to call me that" he states going straight to the point.

"What? You mean 'Boss'?" you ask tauntingly and he immediately draws you towards him.

You laugh playfully and press yourself closer to him. "You and I both know, Namjoon, that you're slightly turned on when I call you that. Boss..." you whisper in his ear, hearing his breath hitch at your words.

With those last words you quickly release him and walk off, missing the wicked glint that passes through his eyes.

"You're messing with the wrong man Y/N..." he thinks as the door shuts close, already planning his punishment for you at being such a temptress.

But first, he had some work to finish.
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The day went by peacefully after your steamy encounter, which you quickly pushed to the back of your mind before promptly drowning yourself in your work.

At around 9pm, with almost everyone gone from the office, you stretch lazily and pack up to leave.

Once you got everything together, you decided to stop by Namjoon's office; not because you couldn't be without him or anything like that, but to make sure the workaholic was still alive because you were a concerned colleague.

You nod at your reasonable explanation, ignoring the part of you that scoffed at your weak lies.

His receptionist had already went home so you let yourself in cheerfully.

"Hey Boss, I'm off!" you announce but freeze when you see him waiting for you languidly.

You gulp silently at the smouldering look he sent your way and the button up shirt that was not so 'buttoned up' anymore.

Your eyes couldn't help but glance briefly at his defined chest before you quickly looked away in embarrassment.

You cough awkwardly and he raises his brow. "There's one last thing I need you to do for me..." he states alluringly, in a tone that left no room for argument.

You had no plans tonight -not like you ever did- so you slowly nod before placing your things down. "Uhh. Okay?... what do you need?" you ask confusedly and he motions to his desk dramatically, like a predator ensnaring his prey.

Any other person would have thought twice before approaching the cold hearted man but you knew better than most.

Despite continuously teasing you without fail pretty much every single day, and calling you 'ugly' ever since you first started working, he was an ambitious man with a drive for success. You were proud to be working under such man and had an extreme amount of respect for him.

Little did people know, this man who made multi-million dollar deals, was also the same man that always went out of his way to make sure you weren't overworked. And even if your other colleagues didn't know it, Namjoon makes sure that every family is supported and that each member would never be exploited -like that one man who worked for him a couple months ago who's debt had 'magically' gotten repaid.

But, that isn't to say he isn't one of the hardest people to work with. The man was definitely spontaneous and unpredictable, and the only way to stay onboard his company is if you could handle such behavior; his humor was not something everyone could handle, but you enjoyed the challenge and the intelligent conversations you both had whenever you catch him while he's free.

He clears his throat purposefully and you snap out of your reverie before sheepishly laughing and moving in front of his desktop. You look down and see an unsent mail, under drafts.

"You're going to type out the email for me so take down notes. This is how we do things in the corporate world" he says with a smirk.

You give him a deadpan look, wondering why he wasn't doing it himself. "Don't be such a lazyass! You can type it yourself Boss" you state with a huff and move back to walk away but he quickly grabs you and places you on his lap, making you shriek embarrassedly.

"What are you doing?!" you demand, a blush rising to your face hotly.

"Type" he demands and you gulp audibly. You didn't think you could speak so you reluctantly turn towards the desktop and wait for his next words.

You were all too aware of his arms wrapped around you and the heat that was permeating from his thin shirt.

"...it is with high hopes that we see this project..." he begins and you type every single word he says.

You stiffen in his lap when his fingers softly grazes your ribs teasingly.

"...did I say you could stop?" He asks huskily. Your eyes widen and with trembling hands you go back to typing.

"...our corporation seeks to provide an endless..." he continues casually and you try to type each word but stumble on the keyboard, distracted by his sinful hands.

Something wet and warm trails along your neck and you gasp lightly, gripping his forearms in shock. You feel him smirk against your skin but continue to playfully nibble and kiss. You muffle in a loud moan and then shriek meekly when you realize what you were allowing, and push yourself off of him.

"...did I just..he-n-not.." you think dazedly and back away slowly.

In no real hurry, he stands up and walk towards you, caging you between him and his desk, while his two arms trap you completely.

"...N-Namjoon... you can't do this" you state obviously and he scoffs. "...then you shouldn't have tempted the devil..." he mutters before closing the small gap between you entirely.

You frown against him but stubbornly look at him straight in the eye.

"Namjoon. Stop. I'm not your toy so don't think you can play around with me like this. I thought you at least thought I was worth that much" you exclaim disappointedly, feeling your heart clench painfully at the man you admit you started caring for as more than just your boss.

It seemed like he thought you were only worth messing around with.

He growls before lifting you and your legs around him at the sudden movement as he places you gently on his desk.

"...Ugly...Shut the hell up" he orders, before pressing his lips against yours softly. He moves skillfully against you and his strong hands grasp your waist gently and doesn't stray at all.

His kiss was firm but not forceful and you feel him take you gently the entire time.

When you both part -lightly gasping- you look him in the eyes and freeze. His smouldering gaze focused on you as if you were the only thing he could see. And replacing his usual steely cold stare, was soft soul searching eyes.

And then he does it.

You watch slowly as he smiles genuinely and you notice a dimple that appears at the action.

That was the first time you saw him smile like that, not smirk.

Your lips tremble and you shakily laugh, understanding the meaning of that one small smile.

"You're right, you aren't my toy and you haven't been ever since the day you became Ugly to me instead" he whispers sweetly, hugging you snugly against him and you close your eyes to stop the tears from forming.

"Right b-back at you Uglier..." you mumble with a watery smile in his chest.

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