A few quick notes about the story, in this duncan will be with his real life girlfriend, and Kim will be with Simon (simply for added drama and to compare more to what I want.)
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Kim's pov
I walked into the offices out of the sharp winter chill of a Saturday morning. The smell of freshly brewed coffee lingered in the air. I wore a red turtle neck and a pair of well worn jeans along with a very oversized purple hoodie that fell loosely on my shoulder. Me and Duncan had been up late last night recording and I kept complaining how it was cold so he let me borrow his hoodie, when we left for home we had forgotten about it. I walked down the hall until Simon popped out from the corner and smiled and me happily
"There you are! Good morning Kim, you look lovely as always." He grinned cheerfully and kissed me on the cheek. Me and Simon had been together for a few months now, we got together just in time for me to gain feelings for Duncan. I wouldn't admit it, but I wanted to be woth him instead, the only issue, Duncan's girlfriend. He's been with her for years, yet he flirts with me and things even get very sexual. We talk about what we wished we could do, and then he would suddenly think about her and it would stop. Dont get me wrong, I love Simon, but Duncan is so much like me, and the things he says to me make me weak. We've talked about running off together, making out, touching each other, yet we also talk about love and every thing a relationship should be. I keep telling myself that Duncan and me have no real feelings for each other, that we are simply each others sexual desires. But then, he goes and lends me his jacket because he would rather be cold than me be cold, or he gets much more aggressive towards Simon, who since Duncan is one of his best friends thinks nothing of it. I can't tell anymore if he truly wants me, or if it's because I'm his friend. But either way, we don't want to cheat on our significant others, and we don't want to end it with them, yet we still want each other.
"Thank you, Simon." I smiled, any thought of duncan was erased from my mind.
"Isn't that Dunc's?" He asked innocently, without a clue.
"Uh yeah, we were up late recording and I got cold, he was nice enough to lend it to me and I forgot to give it back. Duncan's image ran through my mind, the memory of him walking into my office and taking it iff in front of me to wrap it aroumd me, his arms lingering around me for a moment longer than it would had it been anyone else.
"Its cute on you. Well I just wanted to say good morning, I have to go record some minigames with Lewis." He said
"Alright, I'll see you in a bit"
"Alright, bye Kim" he said and he wrapped his arms around me and gave me a kiss on the cheek before taking off back down the hall.
I walked to the loby and hannah smiled at me from at the bar where she sipped a cup of coffee and prepared for the morning. I saw lewis leave the room as I walked in going in the same direction as Simon had gone for their recording session. He had probably been spending time with Hannah before he had to get back to work.
"Mornin' Kim" she said sleepily when I walked over to her.
"Morning Hannah. Got any more coffee around here?"
"Yeah I just made a whole pot, help yourself." She gestured with her free hand towards a pot on the counter. I walked over and poured myself a cup of the steamy black drink and filled it with creams and sugars. I walked back over and sat next to Hannah, the drink quickly warmed me up so I removed Duncan's hoodie and placed it on the back of my chair.
"So what are your plans for the day?" She asked me while sipping on her drink.
"I've got a recording with Duncan and I'm planning to go out for lunch in a bit." I replied, just another usual day.
"Wait, doesn't your recording start like right now?" She pulled out a schedule of the recordings on her phone
"At ten right?" I checked the time, it was 9:15 still.
"Says here it should be at nine" she said
"Wait what!?" I jumped up and spilled coffee all over myself. I cursed loudly as the coffee burned my chest.
"Oh my gosh! Kim are you okay!?" Hannah got up setting her coffee down and dabbed at my chest with some napkins.
"I'm fine, Hannah, I've just got to get to this recording!" I grabbed Duncan's jacket and rushed off towards my office saying a quick goodbye to Hannah.
I ran into my office and nearly ran right into Duncan who was in the middle of the room with his arms crossed and an annoyed look on his face. His expression quickly changed though when he saw my messy hair from running all the way here along with my coffee stained shirt and the sad expression in my eyes.
"Kim what happened?" His arms went to his sides and his face went soft.
"I thought we were recoding at ten, then I spilled my coffee and...it hasn't been a great morning..." my head hung low
"Hey, its alright. Are you okay? You didn't gst burned did you?" He looked at me concerned
"Not too badly, oh and I managed to not get any one your hoodie" I held it out to him and smiled weakly.
"No," he pushed it back to me, "you need to get out of those clothes, you can wear my hoodie until they at the least dry a bit."
"Oh, okay..." I held onto it again
"Look we're in your office only today so just change now." He said causally
"F-fine, but turn around at the least." I flustered
"Alright fine" he turned his back towards me.
"No peeking, got it?" I glared at the back of his head.
"No promises~" I could practically feel his smirk just through his voice.
"Don't you dare!" I grabbed at my shirt and lifted it slightly, where the coffee had spilled the shirt was sticking and it hirt to lift it off. As it got to the burn I winced amd pulled it off while it ripped at my skin.
"What's taking so long?" Duncan asked after a few moments of waiting.
"Its stuck to my skin, it hurts to get it off-" I was cut off by another hiss of pain. Dunacn turned, finally hearing my pain. It didn't alarm me much, my shirt was only barely at my stomach. He rushed over to me.
"Oh my gosh Kim," he took my hands away from my shirt, "hold on." He ran out of the room and then came back with a frozen water bottle. He placed it on the part of my stomach still covered with my shirt and gradually lifted the shirt off of me without too much pain. He ran the bottle of ice along my stomach a few more times to help it feel better.
"The burns aren't too bad, you should be fine, just cover yourself back up with my jacket alright? And- " he was interrupted by the office door opening up and Simon barging in.
"Kim, I heard soemthing happened so I-" he stopped in his tracks and saw Duncan standing next to me with my shirt in his hands still. Simon had a dozen red roses in his right hand and a box of chocolates in the other, his smile quickly faded.
"W-what is this?" He whispered
"Simon its not what it looks like, I swear!" Duncan hurried to clear up
"Sheesh I knew you two had a thing, but I thought that you being my best friend you would at the least wait your turn! What the hell!" Simon yelled at him
"Simon he was helping me-" I intervened
"No, no its fine, I get it, go be with him, maybe I'll go screw my befriends girlfriend" he said outraged.
"Simon that's not what-" duncan defended
"No even if thats not what was going on, its clear that you two have a thing going on!"
"Simon-" I tryed to move closer to him
"No." He said simply and turned around.
"I burned myself, he was helping me!" I said desperately. He set the flowers and chocolate down.
"Enjoy." He said coldly and walked out the door.
"Simon!" I cried out to him.
"Stop, we're through Kim" I stopped in my tracks with my hand outstretched for him and felt tears well up in my eyes. I fell to the ground and burried my head in my arms. Duncan slowly walked to the door and closed it, he sat in front of my and draped the jacket on my shoulders. He held out his arms which I fell into willingly and sobbed long and hard. Today really had been horrible, and lewis was upset later because we didn't get any recording done that day.
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