TOG X Reader

Hansung Yu - More Coffee?

When you first took the job you thought that you'd just be a normal assistant, someone to help with paper work, get drinks, and just help all around. But when you meet who you'd be under you started questioning taking the position. It was a request from Evankhell that you help him, but you felt off about him. Shady or maybe manipulative, you couldn't tell, but there was something else to him and you wanted to know.

"Could you grab me another coffee stick?" Hansung's voice soothed over you, washing away almost all of the stress from earlier. Humming you set the food you picked up for him down on his table and went to get his coffee, not missing the slightly surprised face that he made when he saw the food you brought for him. As you get what he asked for you notice that the box is almost empty, even though it happens almost every two weeks you were still shocked by how much coffee he drinks. After being with him for seven months you had enough time to learn a few of his habits and enough time to feel for him. ' I'll have to pick some more up for him today' you knew he could take care of buying more coffee and replacing the old box, but you had started to like doing little things for him from taking his hair pin out of his hair when he fell asleep at his desk to finishing his paperwork when he did so.

Taking one of the packets, you also grabbed the kettle of boiling water and went back to his table. Kneeling down beside him you pored the water into his cup and set the coffee across the top of the cup. After returning the kettle to it's rightful place you turned to Hansung only to find him looking at you first. Quickly avoiding his golden stare you blushed.

Hearing him sigh you let out a soft breath thinking he had looked away, but as you look back you find that he's still staring this time with a slight smile and half lidded eyes. Looking up at you he takes out his hair pin, letting his hair fall and then looks away to set it on the table.

"Have you been refilling my coffee y/n?"
"I, mhm, I've just been um..."
He starts to giggle while mixing the coffee with his water.
"How many times have you done that, mhm? Fourteen times? Fifteen?" He asks looking at you out of the corner of his eye, his golden lashes framing his questioning gaze.
"Fourteen" you say, just above whisper. 'well of course he would know, he hasn't had to replace them. What was I thinking?'
"Come here, I couldn't hear you." He motions for you to come closer. When you are right next to his resting form you feel a little disrespectful from you standing and having to look down at him from such and angle. He still motions you to him though, crouching down to be closer you look at him straight on.

He hums contently and sips his coffee. "Now" he grabs the collar of your shirt and pulls you closer making you fall forward to your knees while you put your hands on his thighs to keep yourself from falling onto to him "what did you say?"
"F-fourteen" you say quietly, trying to keep your eyes on his.
"Mhm, fourteen? Now why would you do that?" He gives you an amused smile and sets his cup down while asking you.
"Because I thought that it would help." You tell him while putting one of your hands on the hand still holding your shirt, but when you do you slip a little and the hand that's supporting you slides up his thigh, bunching up the fabric against his hip. Your face turns ten more shades for red and your mouth parts just the littlest bit, but it seems to not have bothered him at all as he keeps his hand firmly on your shirt and his eyes on you.
"Did you really think it would help or were you just interested in me?"
"I - I thought it would"
"Y/n~ I don't ask questions I don't already know the answer to."
"I thought it, I thought it would help you concentrate." You say hoping he believes you.
"Then why didn't you ask?" His voice soft against your ears. He brings his other hand up to you face and gently smooths it across your cheek as he tilts his head.
"I didn't want to make you feel like you had to ask."
"But you did, didn't you? Here I am asking you things."
You look away trying to find anything to say.
"Y/n?"
His voice was quite. You take your hand off his wrist and on his chest, but couldn't push him away. You couldn't find it in you to try.
"Y/n?" He whispers, the hand on your face turns you to look at him.
"Is there something you want to say?"
"I um. Is there something you want to say?"
"Sure I'll go first" as he says that he pulls you closer and his gaze pans from your lips to your eyes before he continues. "I love you."
Your eyes widen in surprise. 'he loves me? He really loves me?!'
"You really love me Hansung?"
"Of course I do. I wouldn't play those games, especially not with you y/n. I love you, I really love you."
His expression has lost all of its edge, he doesn't look amused like he did a few seconds prior.
You lean closer to him as he takes his hand of your shirt and places both of them on your waist.
"I love you too." This time you pull him closer, letting your lips tell one another everything your words could never describe.

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This man is just ooo *chef's kiss*
Love him!