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When indiscretion leads to... that!

Co-worker to... something pairing Kwon Jiyong and his female employee

Warning: well, it will lead to smut. Sex toy, double penetration, masturbation, dirty talk, what else???

Resume: Jiyong indescreet ass hears (and listen) a conversation about sex you have on speaker phone one night when you thought you were alone. He was already whipped for you. Now he can't take you out of his head. But careful tho, no touching permitted on the first date!

W.C. : 11 969 wow! This was suppose to be a one shot but I had to send it in 2 parts. Too many paragraphs apparently. So, smut part is in the next part. Make sure to read, you don’t want to miss that.

I worked A LOT on this one. It's still not perfect, verb tenses are giving me a hard time. Hope you will enjoy nonetheless.

You’ve been working with Kwon Jiyong for 2 years now. 23 months to be specific. One day, you received a phone call from a ‘headhunter’ asking you to join an emerging company. All you knew at the moment of the interview was that the working conditions were excellent. It was well paid with flexible hours and working days. The only problem was: it was in South Korea. The company stated in the job offer that an all-included luxurious loft would be waiting for you near your work place and a translator would follow you until you are capable to speak korean fluently. Ready to take on new challenges, you flew to Seoul and start a new life there. You agreed for the loft but declined to have a translator following you 24/7, you need your space and it would have annoyed you. After all, with google translate, you can always be understood.

Never in your life you would have imagined that the said company was Peaceminusone owned by the one and only G-Dragon. Even in your country, Bigbang and GD were popular. You knew about it mostly because of their leader, he was a well known fashion icon. You have met him from time to time at the Paris fashion week or other social events hosted by Chanel, your previous employer. He was introduced to you by a common friend one night and that was it. Your relation was nothing less and nothing more than polite exchanges of formalities.

But there you are, working for him now. At the beginning, you were simply a colorist but as time spent by, you became one of the fashion designer of the company, working under the CEO’s order meaning Kwon Jiyong himself. After all this time working late hours together with other creators and staff members as well, you can say that you became ‘close’ to him. Well, not close enough to meet after work hours but inside the 4 walls of the office, the relation between you was smooth and enjoyable. He knew you enough to buy your favorites when he was paying drinks (or food) for the staff and instead of the «virgin» latte with sugar on the side for people to put it according to their taste, you would receive your «soy milk latte with a hint of cinnamon and honey» with your name written on it. Other employees laughed and called you, Jiyong and his manager (the only one with their name written on the drinks) ‘the trio’. You knew it was because you’re the only one who drinks your latte with soy milk but people would continue to tease you for that. It never bothered you and you don’t pay attention to it knowing their mockery are not malicious.

Working at Peaceminusone is very nice, you get along with other employees and to create streetwear clothes on your own was a dream job. Kwon Jiyong is a very strict boss. Even though he’s an idol, maybe even because of that, he’s working twice as hard as all your previous employers and he knows exactly what he wants and he wants it to be deliver at a specific time. His personality is calm, kind and charming though. He don’t need to raise his voice or threaten his employees for them to obey his orders. He just have to ask for something. He don’t care how you do it, he don’t mind the way you use to obtain the result he’s asking for. He is calm, sweet, polite and respectful. He can also be bubbly and play along with the staff. Specifically when he is with his hyung Seunghyun, or with his noona stylist that comes to the office sometimes when it’s the only time he had to have his hair dyed or cut. Really, you are happy. Well, at least, your life was under control. Until that night…

It all started with that conversation you had with your best friend from your home country. You were working late on a new idea you had and knowing you, if you don’t take the pens immediately, you would forget it the day after. So, alone in the office with only the maintenance employees in the building somewhere, not even on the same floor cause they had already cleaned the ateliers and emptied the garbage. They have said goodnight and asked you to activate the alarm at your exit and to report yourself to the janitor’s office before leaving the building. There were no reason for you to think that somebody would hear your conversation or even less to listen to it. But there you were, talking about your sexual life with your best friend on speaker mode to keep your hands free as you were sketching a trench coat while talking. Totally unaware of the presence of your boss, leaned at the door of your atelier, little interested in showing his presence as he was amused by the turn of your conversation.

«Well girl! I never said that I don’t have a sexual life, just that I am having ‘alone’ sex. See the difference?» You asked her. It was where Jiyong started to hear and listen to you.

«Of course I do. I wish I could do that sometimes but I am a married woman now… well, I just can’t.»

«You can’t what?» You asked her, intrigued.

«Masturbate y/n. Masturbate! Follow babycake» she chuckled.

«What do you mean, you can’t masturbate?” You questioned not connecting the dots «Do you have both hands in a cast»?

«I am a married woman, remember? I don’t cheat on my man»

«Sweet baby Jesus! Are you living in the 50’s? It’s your body» you emphased at the word «your».

«Y/n, you say that because you are a single pringle. Wait till you are married. You will change your mind. Also, my husband said that he doesn’t want me to touch myself».

«Hell no! Why do you accept that? Girl, I am deceived» She was not mad at you, not really but she was annoyed and it shows in her voice tone when she answered «You can’t understand, you are single, wait and see».

Maybe she was annoyed by that conversation but for god sake, she needs to understand that nobody else but her have the right to say what will happen to her body. Only your gynecologist can give the order not to touch yourself under some specific medical circumstances.

«In a way or another, sex toys are boring if you want my opinion» she declares.

«The man who will forbid me to masturbate is not born yet. And believe me, he wouldn’t stand a chance to call me his wife the day he would ask me not to. No one but me decides what goes into my vagina and when”.

«Y/n, you really use sex toys? Isn’t weird? Don’t you feel like you’re missing something?»

You smiled. She was not always so conservative, she used to be such a free spirit woman, how can a wedding changed someone like that? «Beside flesh and fluids… not really. I also prefer toys than having sex with a stranger and not being fucked well».

As you take the piece of paper in your hand and analyse your sketch closer, you realise that this coat you are drawing would be perfect with the fabric pattern that Jiyong showed you in the meeting earlier this week, he seemed to appreciate it so much. You’ll have to talk to him tomorrow since he’s supposed to come and approve the work done so far before sending the order to the sewing team. You write a note on the side, drop the sketchbook heavily on the drawing table and lean against the chair. Your feet are on the desk, eyes closed because it’s so late already and you are exhausted. Also, this conversation was taking a turn that annoyed you. You cannot believe that a woman born in the 90’s could have such an old-fashioned thinking.

«I am not saying that I don’t decide what goes in my vagina y/n. I just say I don’t masturbate because I don’t want to cheat on my husband. Since he is my husband and he asked me, I just don’t».

«You contradict yourself, you said your want to masturbate but you don’t because HE considers it cheating. It means he get to decide what goes in your vagina and what doesn’t».

You don’t care about what she does sexually, you just hate the fact that her man decided that she can’t touch herself.

«Think about it my friend...» you teased her «sometimes you are home alone for a week… a big dildo… a clit sucker… mmmmm! Do you know there is a new sex toy that sucks on your clit instead of just vibrate. You can come in 2 minutes top chrono. It does a better job at sucking my clit that my previous boyfriends did, that’s for a say! The things you miss because you are married now...» she laughed, interrupting you.

«Y/n, my babygirl. I love you so much, you silly. I let you play with your sex toys. I prefer to have a real man in my bed anyway».

«TOUCHÉ» you replied «you got me here. Of course it’s better with a real man, when the said man is competent. It’s warmer and smoother and all. But you know what would be even better?”

“No, but I believe you will tell me” she chuckled

“You know me so well… the best of the best would be a man AND toys. I mean… just thinking of it and I have goosebump» Shivering as you said it, Jiyong eyes on you. «Imagine for real, I just can’t… would be too good”.

“You haven’t found a cute korean to do it with you yet? According to you, your boss is sexy and hot!”

“Duh! My boss is G-Dragon girl, the king of Kpop!» For you, that sentence speaks for itself «and as I said, I didn’t taste the korean junk food yet, if you know what I mean” You both laughed at your statement. «So, until I found myself a nice man to share my sexual life with, sex toys will keep me awake at night!»

The eraser you were toying felt on the floor. Looking down, you didn’t see it anywhere. You lean and ultimately get down of your chair to have a better look. It’s when you turn your back from your table to face the door that you saw him. Kwon Jiyong himself. Your boss. Leaning against the door frame, his piercing eyes on you. A smile plastered his mouth the second your eyes met his. Not his usual polite and kind smile, no! A fucking smirk. The kind that means «I heard it all».

«Fuck! Nooooo! No! No! No!» you shout «I’m gonna have to call you later, boss is here» you hang on the phone before she could add anything. Shy, ashamed and in mental agony, you bow very low at him, hands crossed over your heart.

«I am so sorry Mr Kwon. I thought I was alone. Well, I was alone… but I guess I haven’t been careful enough to notice your presence».

«You couldn’t notice, you were kind of busy, right?» He teased.

«I am sorry and if you want my resignation letter, I will give it to you. I would be sad to leave your company because I love it here but I lack respect towards you and I will accept the consequences».

Even tho he never gave you the impression that he was a conservative person, you know you misbehaved tonight. Specifically considering that you are in South Korea and people are conservative and too timid to talk about things related to the body. Not to mention sex… even less sex toys.

You certainly are not expecting to hear the sound that leaves his lips. A giggle. He was laughing to the point he had to stop to catch his breath. But he started again as soon as he notice your quizzicals features.

«Hey, y/n. Why would I ask you to resign? You are my favorite designer here, I hired you personally. I need you. Aren’t you part of the trio, after all?» Oh! no! It came to his ears.

«You heard about that?»

«Of course, they are not the most discreet when it comes to teasing you, young miss and they tease you a lot. In their defense, your reactions are too cute, they will continue to do it just to see the pink on your cheeks» he chuckled.

When you realise he wasn’t mad at you, you are able to breathe normally again. He’s even in a playful mode, his gums on full display. He has a beautiful gummy smile, for sure. A unique perfectly shaped mouth with kissable lips. When he was laughing like that, he was more beautiful than ever if it’s even possible.

«For what you just heard, I am really sorry» you looked at the floor. «I have no actual words to tell you how sorry I am».

«Forget about that. I am an adult and I am not shocked to hear about jerking off. It’s a natural thing to do. So, it’s all good”.

What he was hiding from you is that he was in fact shocked to hear YOU talk about it. You, one of designer. His cute, effective and hardworking favorite. Not to say you were beautiful for his taste. Everything regarding you is beautiful. Your eyes, your skin tone different than his caramel skin, the waves in your hair, your small and delicate but well define body frame. Your voice and facial expressions each time you’re explaining your drawing and sketches passionately. The stars in your eyes each time he gifted you a piece of clothing that you have drawn, now perfectly sew and ready to wear.

Tonight, imagining you with a sex toy engulfed into your core... He had to use all his strength in order not to undress you right here, right now.He wants to show you how a real dick, his dick, would make you feel. But… you never said you wanted him, right?

The fact that he was your boss turned him down too, if he’s being honest. He doesn’t want you to feel obligated. He doesn’t want you to think that you HAVE to do it. He doesn’t want to use his power or position and ultimately make you feel uncomfortable at the office. If only he had heard you say something about him. If he had catch a glance, a message or a sign that you were interested in him, he would have made a move. But never did you.

Oh, he catch your gaze on him a couple of times. Each time you seemed lost in your thoughts, not even realising what you were looking at. You have that habit of fixing things and toying your hair when you are thinking. So he never made a big deal out of it.

«Still Mr. Kwon, I never wanted you to hear me talk like that».

«It’s ok Y/n. Next time, keep those conversations for when you are at home and it will be all good».

«Thank you Mr. Kwon. I won’t do that again I promise».

«Can you stop calling me Mr. Kwon. Call me Jiyong, please. I think I asked you 100 000 times already». He asked, smiling gently. His predatory gaze was gone for good now.

«I’m afraid I can’t. It would be uncomfortable» you answered. You were raised like that, being extremely polite with olders or with your employers. You can’t help it.

«That could be like your punishment, the consequence for the conversation I just heard» he just thought about it. If it needed a situation like this to make you stop calling him by his patronyme, he will use it against you and finally hear his name being cutely pronounced by you. After all, you still have that sexy english accent when you speak and he can’t wait to hear his name pronounced like that. Just the thought of it made him flustered.

«I guess I have to accept then Jiyong ssi».

Finally, he heard it. It was so cute and so sexy at the same time. «Thank you y/n. I appreciate the effort. Now, I have papers to sign for tomorrow. I will be in my office if you need me».

«Well, I will make my way home. See you at the meeting tomorrow?»

«Very good. Have some rest and see you tomorrow».

A few days went by and you didn’t made a big deal out of him hearing your conversation. You just continued to work hard at creating clothes for the next collection. He was happy with the direction that you and the creative team took, you understood his demands very well. You did noticed that he was more frequently at the office although you didn’t pay attention to it. After all, it was the beginning of the creative process for next season and he was there to make sure that his vision will be respected. Everybody at the office noticed that he could have work from home as he usually does and that something was different recently. They noticed the way he was staring at you. The way he was not concentrated as he used to be, his eyes on you.

He couldn't help himself. He tried to be more discreet but each time he saw you shift on your chair he was distracted. You’re talking, he’s listening to you. You eat, he looks at the things that enters your mouth. You get up to go to the bathroom and he follows you with his eyes, nervously waiting for you to come back at your desk. People in the team, they all noticed those little changes in his attitude. Everybody but you. To be honest, you couldn’t noticed. Since that night, you avoided him as much as you could. You address him in the meetings but other that that, you try to avoid being in his presence but mainly you avoid eyes contact as much as you can. That too, people noticed. They knew something happened between you and Jiyong but they didn’t know what it was. You were not bubbly and spontaneous anymore with him. You weren’t cold or you didn’t seem mad either. But it was different. Normally, he would come to you and you would start to chit chat about random stuff, laughing and finishing one and another sentence. Normally you would have jump from your chair and run to his office when you have that “wonderful idea guys, let me explain the concept yall will love it” excited and smiling if he loved your idea, deceived if he didn’t. You normally had a nice working relationship.

It’s not that you didn't want to talk to him anymore. You were just really ashamed that the man that you found the most beautiful and that you would die to get to know better, heard you were using dildos on your lonely time. He heard things that you do in your intimacy, things you wouldn't even share with nobody else but your best friend. He heard it. Not that you are ashamed using toys, it’s just that it’s nobody’s business. Now, that he knows this little detail about you, every time your eyes meet, you wondered if he remembers and you feel naked in front of him.

An entire month passed by since that night. Jiyong was at the office for 1 or 2 hours a day only, to make sure that things were all good. Sometimes he would also video call when he was out of Seoul. But in a way or another you were in touch with him on a regular basis via phone calls, texts messages or face to face. You became your real self again after a certain time. The conversation with your friend was now a vague memory and you didn’t pay attention to it anymore because he never mentioned the incident and didn’t change his attitude with you, you thought. Jiyong for his part didn’t forget at all. In fact, the more he sees you, the more he is crushing hard for you. Specifically today as you are wearing those jeans that fits your booty perfectly and the perfect shape of your breast caressed by the silk of your floral white blouse. You were so feminine, delicate, stunning. Most of all intelligent, thoughtful with everybody and so sexy. You were just perfect and he was about to lose his mind. His noona stylist was here to cut his hairs today because he have a photo shoot in the afternoon. At least, the cut will be fresh, hair will just need to be placed. As he was reviewing some documents, while she was cutting, she notices the several times he lifted his gaze from the papers to look for you. Just like if she was able to read his mind, she asked him:

«Dongseng, what are you gonna do about it?» He hummed as an answer, looking vaguely at her above his shoulder.

She repeated her question but she changed the pronoun ‘it’ for ‘y/n’.

«What do you mean»? He asked, not surprised to be transparent in front of his loyal noona Taehyun.

«Kwon Jiyong» she says «Woman are lining up for you and yet, here you are! Drooling for the only woman in South Korea that doesn’t seemed to want you».

If they only knew. Ever since you were caught talking on the phone that night, you couldn’t stop thinking about that smirk he had on his face when your eyes catched his. The same charismatic smile, that sexual vibe that he has on stage. In the office, he’s just a «normal» person. Acting normally. But that smile, those eyes he had, it reminded you of G-Dragon in all his glory. A predator chasing its prey. It last only a few seconds before he giggled and brought his hand in front of his mouth like he always does when he’s shy. Only a few seconds. But you will never forget those staring eyes and that smirk. The intensity of his look, his whole presence almost like he was looking at you with his whole body. It was enough to give you material for your lonely nights for at least 100 years and beyond. You avoided him at the beginning because you were ashamed but also because you were afraid that if you catch those eyes once again you would do something very stupid like inviting him out for a drink. Or worse, tell him «fuck the meal, the restaurant and the date. I want you direct in my bed».

A date with him, you wouldn’t say no to that. The more you knew him, the more you are charmed. He was the complete package deal. Sexy, funny, brilliant, imaginative, artistic, caring, thoughtful. Among it all, beautiful. His smiley tattoo, when he handed you something, never failed to make your knees weak. You would like to kiss that smiley, take his hand and drag his tattoo onto your cheek and snuggle it with your nose. For some reason, you are all squishy about this tattoo.

«Jiyong, I am begging you… You have to do something if you want to come back on planet earth again».

«See, if ever I do something with her, there is no coming back on earth possible. I would be all over the stars and we would stay there… » he answers, half dreaming, half laughing.

«Fucking in the pink clouds?» She asked, laughing.

«You… you… you» He tries to tell her she was too much to handle but you were coming in their direction.

«Jiyong ssi, the final version of my sketch is ready. I made the changes you suggested»

«How is it?»

«I kept the one I originally draw and made a new one with your ideas so you can compare».

«I am asking you y/n, what do you think? Does it look more grounded, like I suggested it would?»

«To be honest, I preferred it like it was before. The lines were more pure. The details you asked me to add will make the fabric less visible and in my opinion, this fabric speaks for itself. But ultimately, it will be your decision. Come by my atelier when you can. I will show you».

When he entered your little but lit workplace filled with markers and sketchbook and plants everywhere, he was charmed by the fine line of your neck. Rarely he sees your long and perfect neck under this angle with your hair tied in a messy loose bun on the back of your head. He was charmed by the delicate skin, the tiny mole just behind your ear that he would like to kiss over and over again. He would like to grab you by the bun as he push his tongue into your mouth. He would like to kiss you eternally. He’s sure you will feel good against his lips. There is no other way possible. But you are his employee. He’s your fucking boss.

He cleared his throat to signify his presence.

«Come on in Jiyong ssi» you said without looking at him.

«Hey, how did you know it was me?» he asked out of surprise.

«Well, I recognised your voice» you answered and right away you started to show him the sketches that you have done. He wanted to ask why you recognised his clear throat sound and so many useless but also capital things: Why do you smell so good. If you have a man that you go on dates with since he heard you say you were single the other night. He wanted to tell you that he was willing to use those sex toy with you, he really don’t mind either if you continue yourself even being in a relationship. He wanted to tell you that the mole behind your ear was arousing even more than porn. That you look so pretty when you stretch your body after a long period sitting. That you have the most beautiful eyes he ever seen in his life. That he was deadly falling for you. Instead he hears himself say «You were right little miss. It looks better the way you imagined it. Good job». Blushing, you were happy with the compliment and he had to leave your atelier when your eyes met his. The way you looked at him through your eyelashes… Jesus! He’s completely under your charm.

It was later that night that he catched another conversation between you and another of your friend. Again. You were helping her since she asked for your advices. She was younger than you (but still an adult) and she had decided that tonight she would lose her virginity. While you were talking on the phone with her, on speaker mode again, you were lost in your drawing and again, you didn’t hear Jiyong snitching in your atelier. In your defense, he was not suppose to come back in the office before next week, leaving for Japan with his bandmates for some promotion.

«… doesn’t want to go down on me» Your friend whined.

«You can’t force him. I don’t really know what to do in that case. He doesn’t HAVE to... » you answered.

«But I want to be eaten out at least once in my life ya know...»

«Understandable! But you can’t force him. He can’t force you either. Both of you will have to do things you are comfortable doing».

«But I really really really want him to go down on me». She pleaded.

«Well then, tell him that.» She interrupted you «I asked him once. He said it was something that repulses him. He said he will never put his mouth there, that he never will. To be honest, he barely touch my vagina while I jerk off him on a regular basis… he said… he said it’s full of germs and…”

«Sweet baby Jesus! Then you will have to choose between HIM and good sex. It’s up to you girl. But if you want my opinion...» no, you won’t tell ner that this man is a lost case. After all, you don’t know him. So instead, you take your most kind voice and state “tell him how you feel. Tell him his attitude makes you feel like you are disgustingl!”

«You think so?» She asked, deceived that the man she loves was like that.

«Well, as I understand it, he thinks pussys are disgusting. It means no head for you. No sex on the kitchen counter either cause you know… dirty. Is he germaphobe?»

«Silly… I don’t know»

“Maybe if you give him head, he will see how good it feels and he would like to return the favor… “ you say it without conviction.

You jumped of your chair at the idea just had.

“Oh! My! Fucking! God! Imagine if you squirt on his sheets! He will lose his mind» You both burst out of laughter.

You were sad and deceived for her. She had been dating him for a few months now and she was really excited about this relationship at the beginning.

«You need to talk with him. Making love is suppose to be fun. We have to respect our own limits and our partners limit too… But if he thinks that vaginas are dirty and disgusting to the point he barely touches it, what’s the point in having sex with a woman?”

As you were speaking, a thought came to Jiyong’s mind. He was completely seduced by your duality. The cute and blushing you, with pink on your cheeks when he gives you a compliment or when the other staff members tease you versus the liberated woman he heard talk on the phone twice. He was charmed by both of your sides. And tonight, he wants to get to know you better.

“Y/n…. Why am I so unlucky… he was too perfect of course something bad had to happen»

«Talk to him. See if your expectations and his could fit in together. No pun intended» you smiled at your genius mind. You were on fire tonight.

«Good point». You took a sip of water and started to draw right after. Inspired.

«Anyway, I have to go y/n, I can hear his car in the driveway»

«Good luck my friend. I am rooting for you! Woop! Wooop!» you shout loudly. “Call me if you need me. I love you”

“Love you too y/n.”

When you hang on the phone, Jiyong debated with himself for a split second only. He had the choice. He could move back silently and pretend he never heard it. Or he could have a little fun. After all, your conversation gave him an idea on how to approach you. He knows for a fact that now, there is no turning back. He wants you and he will make everything possible to have you. He will put you CEO of the company if you have a problem with him being your boss. He don’t mind at all. He just want you. No, he needs you. He’s longing for your touch and your kisses. And your smile. And your whole body. He wants to get lost on your smell. He wants it all.

«You were right little miss. What’s the point in having sex with a woman if you don’t want to touch her. Maybe he thinks that his penis will found its place by itself in her core without having to use his hands. He needs to realize that a stroke of a magic wand will not do the trick».

Jumping out of fear, you turn to his voice. You shouldn’t have. If the look in his eyes was hot the other night, tonight it was fucking burning magma. His eyes were filled with desire and he was staring at you like you were his prey. His girl. His toy. You knew that something was going on. Intimidated by him, you tried to avoid what he was going to add by taking advantage in the conversation, leading it somewhere else.

«You have the irritating habit to listen to my intimate conversations Kwon JiYong» you snapped.

«And you missy, have the bad habit to talk about sex on speaker phone at the office» he replied, crossing his arms in front of him.

«Well, yes. But I was alone. And you shouldn’t have listened. I could have talked about very personal things».

«You mean the fact that you use dildos and other toys to please yourself? I know it already...»

Ouf! That was harsh and he realized he might have pushed it way too far when you choke on your own saliva. He wanted to seduce you, not to humiliate or upset you. He put his hands in front of him in a peace manner and came closer to you.

«Well, I have an idea. What about we see if your expectations and mine would fit in together» he was using that phrase you just used with your friend earlier. Was he trying to seduce you? His gaze was still sharp but it soften as he add «What about a date with a pretty ok man but unfortunately he appears to be your boss? Would you be willing to get over the fact he is your superior and accept to go out with him?»

Dear lord! He was asking you out. You were shivering from the inside but didn’t want him to notice. Still mad at him for listening your conversation, you fumed:

«My boss wants to ask me out? Why?” You raised your eyebrows. He was not expecting that question. He was expecting a lot of thing but “why”.

“Because Y/n, I would like to get to know you better”.

What was happening? This wonderful man in front of which you humiliate yourself is asking you out on a date. Feeling like a prey for him, his eyes looking at you intensely, you wanted to take advantage and reverse the roles. He had soften his voice and his gaze but there was still that predatory light in his eyes.

“I would say, you know me enough and you are way too reckless».

Oh! Lord! The image he had of you since he heard your previous conversation was accurate. You and him would be continually fighting for dominance. An eternal combat, sexually speaking, and it was turning him on way more that he expected. How can the ray of sunshine you, the fluffy shy ball of love could be a fatal woman like that, it was behind his comprehension. But he wants to dive in, blindly. He clicked his tongue on his teeth 3 rapid times as he was gesturing ‘no’ with his index.

“The things I would have miss”

The smile that crossed his face had an immediate effect on you. Your knees went like marshmallow and your core started to tickle. You could tell, he was “playing”. He was enjoying that verbal game too much. He came closer to you. Not closer enough for you to feel uncomfortable if you didn’t want him, you still have enough room to feel safe.

«For real y/n. Would you accept to go on a date with me, even if I am your boss». You just looked at him, processing the fact that he was REALLY asking you out.

«Can you answer me? I would like to know ...»

«I think you put too much importance in our status. The fact that you are my boss wouldn’t stop me from dating you. But...»

He freezes, certain that you would reject him.

«But the fact that you keep listening to my private conversations would». Damn it. He knew he was screwed when he looked at you crossing your arms over your chest, chin up and a cocky smile on your lips.

«Ooooh I see… how can I make you forgive me?»

«You’ll have to find your own way Mr Kwon. On that, I wish you good night». You say while unnecessarily assembling the papers on your table.

«Wait… Maybe… I… What if...» He was nervous and that melted your heart way more than all the cats video you watch on Youtube while eating ice cream. You were touched and overwhelmed and squishy to think that you have that power on him. That he’s nervous to ask you on a date. Him, your perfect and sexy boss. Jiyong.

«I...» he started but you didn’t want to play more with him, after all, he was so cute and you really want to go on a date with him.

«If you find a way to make you forgive that bad habit of yours, I accept to go on a date with you. But you really have to make me forgive that… It might me tough...»

He doesn’t need to do anything else but say «I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have». That’s all you are asking for but if you tell him this, his excuse won’t be sincere and felt, right? How come he didn’t even think about it?

He came closer to you and held his hand out, palm up. The second you put your hand in his, you feel an electric shock in your whole body, a subtle but perceptible thrill running through you. Your reaction didn’t stay unnoticed by Jiyong. He bends down and lays a light kiss on the back of your hand, a shy smile enlighten his face when your eyes meet again.

«You forgive me now?» He asks. You don’t want to let him «win» that easily either you want him to believe you are not interested.

«Let’s say it’s a good start but nope» you answered with a smirk.

Here you were, playing again. Little did you know, those words you just said gave him the worst idea ever. A light starts to twinkle in his eyes and he says, blinking «Perfect. I accept the challenge» he gave you a kiss on the cheek to seal the deal «I’ll see you when I come back from Japan little miss. Be a good girl until then» and he leaved your atelier.

Oh no! What have you done! What kind of monster have you liberate…

You talked with him a couple times while he was in Japan, always on conference mode and strictly for affair. It was a little weird if you are being honest. During these phone conversations, you kept remember his lips on your skin and the memory of this contact made your heart beat faster.

«Does everyone agrees with it? » you hear him say, lost in your lustful thoughts.

«Yes», «I do», «Of course» your coworkers answered.

«What about you y/n, I didn’t hear you?» All eyes are on you. Among the 10 persons in the room, you didn’t answered and he noticed.

«Yes, I agree with this color concept» you shyly say.

«Fair enough then. I will see you all on monday morning, have a good week-end».

The idea of seeing him again at work made you feel uncomfortable. Since you didn’t talk about «dating» again with him, you are scared that he had changed his mind. If you only knew…

Saturday morning, a text message from him woke you up. He was the only person that could contact you because your notifications were off except for calls or messages from his number.

Jiyong : So… I am back in Seoul, getting off the plane at that very moment. Paparazzi will catch pictures of me texting you.

You: Welcome back Jiyong ssi.

Jiyong : Your place, tonight at 7.

You: I thought I said no date before you make it better…

Jiyong: It’s not a date. When I will bring you out on a date, you will receive a beautiful dress and all the accessories that goes with it. Tonight, since it’s not a date, you can even wear joggings ;) Cancel your plans, I’m coming for you!

You: …

You: see you at 7, I guess

Jiyong: (If you change your mind, don’t open the door and I promise we will keep our professional relationship intact. Feel no pressure at all to open the door and you won’t even have to explain why you didn’t want to push it further. I promise, you won’t have any problem at work because of that). So… See you at 7 unless you don’t want to see what I have prepared to make you forgive me.

You: I will open the door, I am way too curious :)

Jiyong: Good :)

He didn’t add anything and neither did you. You were excited and thrilled to see what he had planned. What’s on his mind? You know for sure that he planned it when you were face to face in your atelier. You know it because you saw the light in his eyes, the playful sparkles. This couldn’t have been caused by the idea of buying you flowers or chocolates… Well, you will have to wait and see.

You spent your saturday afternoon shopping with a friend. You have bought a lot of pretty clothes and jewelry. You surprised yourself a couple of times when you had found yourself admiring a piece of clothing, thinking it would fit perfectly on Jiyong. You were halfway scared and amused by your thoughts.

You come home at about 17h00 that night. You needed time to take your underwear from the rack in the middle of the living room and fold them carefully. You clear out your stuff and fastly sweep the broom. You don’t want Jiyong to see your messy side tonight. You take a not so long bath, shave every part of your body. You wash your hair and carefully apply a treatment on them, always receiving compliments from your friends or your co-workers when you use this product. Apparently, your hair looks soft and they smell good when you use it. You wanted to be perfect for Jiyong because you have no idea what he has in mind.

Jiyong never made it on time for meetings or for planned phone calls. But tonight, he knocks on your door precisely at 7h00. Surprise that he didn’t had to ask the janitor to call you (they don’t play with security in your building), you open the door with a question mark on your face. Jiyong look above his shoulder to check if there something bothering you behind him. That’s when it hit you, he don’t have his winter clothes on neither his boots.

«Jiyong, where is your coat»

«Aren’t you gonna let me in first?» He laughs. You move back and gesture him to enter your loft. He’s concerned because he doesn’t see a smile on your face yet.

«Are you scared that I might get cold?» He tease «You are so thoughtful, it’s cute». That’s when it appeared in the corner of your mouth, a little, unsure smile.

«No… Sorry but I was more concerned on how you passed the security guard without having problems».

He laughs, flashing his gums.

«I see, you don’t know… y/n, I live in this building, I even own it» .

«You own the building?» You asked, shocked for no good reason. You know he’s multimillionaire already. «I see, that’s why the company provided me a loft here, since it all belongs to you, the company and the building».

«Yes, you’re a smart cookie». He teased but inside, he was shaking. He don’t want you to reject him because you get scared of his money… He can’t lose you for some banal consideration like that. Trying to lighten the atmosphere he add «I can come and visit you in my pajama if I want… see how practical it is?» You smile and reply «Well, not really since you said in an interview that you sleep naked».

Why in hell did you have to say this? You are such an idiot sometimes.

«Touché...» he muttered, his smile wide and his eyes disappeared. God dammit with those smile eyes, it always seduce you and makes you weak.

You notice that he has flowers in his hands. «Ooooh, it’s for me?»

«Yes, it’s for you». He hands you the flowers, bows at you and immediately cross his arms behind his back, mysteriously hiding a gift bag from your gaze.

At that very moment, he’s scared that he went too far. He’s not so certain that his idea was good. Not at all. But since he’s here…It was a perfect idea, funny and hopefully practical but now, with you in front of him, he’s not sure anymore. He needs to gain courage.

«You look beautiful tonight» he said timidly. Feeling he was really shy, you wanted to tease him, but just a little.

«Tonight only? Ouch, that hurts Jiyong» you say but your smile tells him you’re not mad at all.

«No, no, no! I didn’t mean it like that» He was embarrassed anyway. He was so cute, you regret saying it right away.

«Jiyong, I am playing with you»

«I know, but still… I didn’t mean it that way» He answers, sheepfully. You have no idea what he has in mind but it’s certainly not sexual, he’s a fluffy ball of cuteness. «You are beautiful. End of the sentence. Just beautiful. And I am glad that you opened the door for me”.

He was so cute, it was indescriptible. He had his hair dyed and cut again since the last time you have seen him, now in a light shade of blond but not platinum. He was gorgeous.

“Thank you so much for the flowers, they are beautiful. They are my favorites”. You say as you smell the flowers.

“Yes, I remember”

“You remember? Have I told you what my favorite flowers are?” you ask, intrigued.

“Not to me but to secretary Min at the office. You were talking about girly stuff and I remember you said those were your favorites”

“Amazing! Thank you, I love them. I think it’s the first time someone gives me flowers”.

“Really? Wow! I am glad to be the first one”

«Come, I will put it in a vase» You walked towards the kitchen counter followed by him. He found it hard not to fix your booty as you’re walking. He never saw you before in that kit. A pair of “mom style jeans” and a fit black shirt that zip in the back all the way down the shirt. It was so short, if you lift your arms up, he might actually see the skin on your stomach.

«You made yourself comfortable in here?» he wanted to focus on something else than your skin.

«Yeah, it’s amazing. We don’t see or hear the neighbors, the view is spectacular, the furniture is modern, design and practical. There is a problem tho” you said looking at him with a pout “in my contract it’s written that I can’t own animals. I might have to negotiate that close with the owner of the building. I want a cat”.

He laughs, relieved you’re not having a real problem in the loft. He don’t want you to move out.

“What a coincidence, I know him very well. Let me see what I can do”. His eyes are almost just a thin line as his smile widen.

“Oh! My! God! Jiyong, really? May I have one?”

He was delighted to see your excitement. You seemed on a defensive or more accurately on a anxious mode since he came in.

“Yes, of course. I have one myself”.

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