Pick Up Lines (Taejoon)

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Thursday came far too quickly for Namjoon's liking. He remembered a time when everything would run smoothly and it would seem as if time had certain blacks it would follow. He would wake up, get ready, come to work, do his job, and then leave. Namjoon didn't talk with anyone and no one talked to Namjoon. He thought it was a brilliant system. Everything had its purpose, and everything ran its course.

Now here he was, in a new job with new people. he would still wake up and get read and then drive to work but everything that happened afterwards could never be predicted. he did his work the best he could but there would always be something that happened to mess up the system and that would mean more work or sending some people home for the day. People talked with him to pass the time, especially Jin. While Namjoon was grateful to have Jin to speak with, it also distracted him from his data entry. No data entry, no job. No job, no Jin. But daydreaming about the handsome Jin wasn't the worst of his worries.

Kim Taehyung was.

Kim Taehyung had undoubtedly turned into the nightmare Namjoon never knew he would ever have. He just woke up one morning and it had started. Taehyung was starting to change his game. Namjoon used to be able to predict the younger man's actions, however, Taehyung didn't want to play that way anymore.

Taehyung hadn't spoken to Namjoon in an entire day. The older man actually found himself wondering if he had done anything wrong or if he had been too awkward on Tuesday. Why should he care? He should have been pleased that Taehyung chose to leave him to his own devices. he almost found himself walking back to Taehyung's cubicle before stopping himself. He asked a coworker if Taehyung was sick that day. His coworker had smiled and told him Taehyung was working at his desk as always.

Namjoon went about his work, typing away as always. He tried to keep up with the numbers on his computer screen and make sure they matched up with those on the sheet of paper by his side but he was finding it a bit difficult. When he realized he had been reading the same line of text over and over again he huffed and pushed the work away. He decided he needed a break. Standing, he stretched, exhaling through his mouth as his muscles started to work properly again. Maybe he had just been sitting too long.

"If I told you that you had a great body, would you hold it against me?" Namjoon could hear the smirk coming from Taehyung's deep voice. Sure enough, as he turned his head to the entrance of his cubicle there the younger was. He was leaning against the makeshift wall, dressed in black, sucking on another one of those damn lollipops. He had re-dyed his hair once again - he must have done it the day or night before when Namjoon hadn't seen him. He was sporting a natural red color, brushed back from his face on both sides to reveal a bit of his forehead. Namjoon had to admit, with the half lidded look he was giving the older combined with the black of his clothes and the sucker in his mouth, he was downright gorgeous and perhaps even a bit cheeky.

He smirked back at the younger, taking a seat back down in his chair, clasping his hands over his stomach, "Do you work at Dick's? Cause you're sporting the goods." For once, Namjoon was glad he had actually taken the time to look up some pick up lines of his own.

Taehyung would never have admitted it, but he almost choked on his sucker when those words came from Namjoon's lips. He quickly got ahold of himself, "Kiss me if I'm wrong, but... are you flirting with me?"

Namjoon chuckled - at least he tried. He was still trying to play along but his acting skills weren't the best. he just hoped Taehyung was falling for it, "I'll kiss you when you've earned it."

He turned away from the younger, standing agape at his cubicle and started typing on his computer once more. Now that Taehyung was back to his old tricks, he could get some work done with a sound mind.