I Work for a Jerk

Step one, crushed it

I was in the middle of 'The Impossible Game' when Jungkook walked up to my desk. I quickly changed the screen but not before him seeing.

"So that is why you have been silently cursing for the past hour." He smiled down at me.

"It's a hard game." I protested, spinning in my chair so I was facing him. "Do you need something?"

"I'm bored." He rested his elbows on my desk.

I backed away from him a little as I shifted uncomfortably. "What do you expect me to do about that?"

His eyebrows shot up as he started to smile. "I can think of a few things."

"Do any of them involve me getting to hit you in the d-"

"Drew!" A woman's voice echoed through the room.

Both Jungkook and I stood as I searched for the voice. "What is it?" I asked looking at the secretary.

"Some is here to see you at the main desk downstairs."

"Really?" I slipped behind Jungkook and over to her. "Who?"

"Someone by the name of Chace. He gave no last name."

My eyes popped opened as I realized who it was. "Okay, I'll go down right now." I smiled, ignoring the question Jungkook was about to ask. I fixed my hair in the elevator reflection on my way down and almost jumped when the door slid open. Chace stood awkwardly in the middle of the main room, looking at everyone who walked in. When his eyes caught me he smiled and waved.

"What are you doing here?" I asked when I got close enough.

"Well I would have asked to meet you somewhere else but my awesome brain forgot to ask for your number." He looked at me with incredibly kind eyes.

"You know what's funny," I said while pulling out my phone from my back pocket. "I was thinking the same thing, although I was yelling moron in my head multiple times after you left."

"And I was screaming idiot." He chuckled.

I smiled big at him as he put his number in my phone. "So do you work on the weekends?"

"I do not."

"Well look at that." He put his phone away. "Neither do I." He winked before turning abruptly on his heels and walking out. I watched him walk for a moment before turning back to the elevator.

I couldn't get my smile to go away as I made it back up to my floor and slid into my desk. Natalie jumped on my right as I sat down, kneeling down by my chair.

"There was a boy here to see you." She said wide eyed. "Since when do you have a boy? Why don't I know any of this?"

"Because I don't." I said quickly. "I met him outside the office a while back and then ran into him at a coffee shop. He showed up asking for my number and then left. He's nice is all."

"Oh my god you're stupid." Natalie put her head on the armrest of my chair. "He likes you. Why else would he ask for your number?"

"He did ask if I worked on the weekend." I mumbled.

"Aha!" Natalie basically screamed. "He is going to ask you out on a date! So is he cute? What does he look like?"

"He's got blonde hair." I smiled at the thought of him. "It kind of spikes up. His eyes are blue and he is pretty tall."

"When you two go out on your date you have to tell me."

"There is no guaranteed date." I spat.