Let's bet (JK ff)

23.

Pov Y/n

"Dream on Jeon. I'm not eating your dick today, I still got ass much work to do for today".

"What a pity", he says and unintentionally shoves another huge bite of 'dick-noodles' into my mouth.

A little later we go back to the office and continue with our work. I sit down at my desk and look at my file, which I put aside before noon. I analyze the financial market of another business partner and check off various items on my checklist. So far there was nothing special at all, all companies had a plausible economically stable situation, none had spread any bad rumors. -Almost a bit boring somehow.

Well, at least I'm moving forward faster... I check off, do file after file and don't even notice how the time flies by. I'm just finishing the last file when the door bursts open.

"What are you still doing here?", a male voice comes from the direction of the door.

I look up and look into the not so amused face from jk.

"It's already 7 o'clock and you only have to work until 5. You have to rest!", I can see that he was clearly concerned.

"I needed to finish some important files today", I answer simply.

"You shouldn't do that, if that happens again, tell me! Who dared to give you this much work?!"

"Mrs. Lee gave them to me, but don't scold her please! Hoseok was sick today, so normally I don't have this much work."

"Still though", he mumbeled, "But for now go home and rest".

"But I still have to finish this file. I really don't want Mrs. Lee get into trouble because of me!", I pouted.

"Just this file?"

"Just this file! It's the last one anyway," I mutter.

"But," he says slowly.

"But what?", I ask impatiently.

"I will help you," he answers.

"No Boss you don't have to!", I protest.

"I want to," he says and I only now realize how close he has come to me, "and that wasn't a question princess." He strokes my cheek gently with his rough-looking fingers, which are in fact not rough at all. Then he turns away from me and pushes Hoseok's office chair over to my workstation and joins me at work. I watch him critically eye the numbers and then nod in satisfaction at the end.

"Good job Y/n."

"Thank you for helping me!", I say gratefully and without much thought wrap my hands around his waist and press myself against him. While I just enjoy the warmth of this short moment, I feel his intense gaze on my face. -Although I have closed my eyes.

I release my arms from his body and only now I realize what I have actually done.

"I-I'm sorry, didn't mean to uhm hug you Boss," I say stuttering slightly.

"Don't apologise! I like it."

"Y-you uhm like it?", I ask unsurely.

"Yes," he whispers in my ear and wraps his strong arms around my body.

A slight blush creeps over my face. I don't move and just enjoy his warm body intimacy.

A while later, he leans down to me, lifts my chin, "Are you here with your motorcycle angel?"

I blush again and shake my head.

Damn this embarrassing stupid ass red color that is like the whole evening camping on MY FUCKING FACE. Like leave already, my thoughts whine.