Coffee (Sope Smut) ✔️

Chapter 8

"Are you ready to go?" Yoongi asked from the doorway as he put his jacket on.
"Just a second." Hoseok replied from behind his computer screen.
"Seriously? It's the end of the day. You can finish your work tomorrow."
"No, I have an email from Namjoon..."
"What?" Yoongi froze.
"It says to wait up here for him." Hoseok's heart started racing. He didn't want to lose his job. His work meant everything to him and he'd be nothing without it.

"Hey, guys." A terrifyingly familiar voice came from behind Yoongi.
"Hey, Namjoon." Yoongi gulped and turned to face him. "How's it going?" He asked in a shaky voice.
"Good." The taller grinned. "You?"
"Good." Hoseok replied and stood up from behind his desk.

There was an unsettling moment of silence before Hoseok finally spoke again. "Is there any particular reason why you're here?"
"Yes, actually." Namjoon replied as he walked into the room. Yoongi scuttled over to Hoseok for comfort, now feeling terrified by what always seemed to have been such an overly friendly face.

"I found these is the photocopier today." Namjoon said as he took the papers out of his pocket and held them up. "Mind explaining?"
"Oh shit." Hoseok gulped.
"We were just uh..." Yoongi tried to come up with an excuse. "That's not us!" He lied.

"It clearly is." Namjoon replied. "Our photocopier always prints the time in the corner, and you two where the only ones in there at that time." He grinned.
"Fuck." Hoseok brought his fist down on the table out of frustration.
"You have no proof that we were in there though!" Yoongi tried to argue.

"Actually, I do. There were at least ten people who were working in the office outside of that photocopying room that witnessed you both entering and exiting during that time slot. Additionally there were all of the people working in your office that witnessed you leaving and arriving as well." Namjoon folded his arms, feeling happy with himself.

"Alright, you caught us." Hoseok sighed. "What do you want?"
"What do you mean?" Namjoon asked with a grin on his face.
"Don't fuck with me." Hoseok raised his voice. "You didn't come here for no reason. What do you want in return for the pictures and complete secrecy of mine and my employee's relationship? Do you want money, huh? How much?"

"Calm down, Hoseok. I won't tell anyone."
"Well that's a relief-"
"If," He interrupted Yoongi.
"If what...?" Hoseok raised an eyebrow in suspicion of the other.
"If you have sex with me." Namjoon grinned.

Hoseok felt a knot form in his stomach. "I-I'm sorry, what?"
"If you, and your pretty little boyfriend, have sex with me."
"Me too?" Yoongi asked in shock.
"Yes, you. I couldn't possibly pass on a fine little ass like that." He smirked and squeezed the smaller's ass, making him squeal uncomfortably.

"We'll do it." Hoseok agreed, much to Yoongi's surprise.
"We'll what?" Yoongi exclaimed.
"I can't lose my job." Hoseok shook his head and looked up at Namjoon.
"We'll do it." He repeated.
"Great." Namjoon grinned.
"When?" Hoseok asked, getting more nervous by the second.

"Right now." Namjoon's grin grew even wider, his eyes also widening to create a terrifying expression.