After that heartwarming reunion with Yoongi, you went back to your office to finish your work for the rest of the day.
Before sitting back down on your desk, you heard a voice from the inside of your boss' office calling for your name. You immediately entered the room and saw the man sitting on his chair with his hands clasped together under his chin, looking at you.
"Yes sir? Do you need me to fetch you up a cup of coffee?"
"So how was your date?" Namjoon asked completely ignoring your question and with a slight of annoyance in his voice but you didn't notice.
"It wasn't a date sir. Yoongi just treated me to lunch." You answered.
"Lunch, you say. Really took you three hours just to eat huh?" He laid back on his chair arms crossed over his chest and raising his brow. You cocked your head to the side confusion written all over your face with the attitude Namjoon is giving.
"I'm sorry? We had to catch up on each other for the years that passed. We kinda... forgot about the time. Sorry." you said slowly. You clasped your hands together over your stomach, cheeks tinted pink for the embarrasment of over timing your lunch. You heard a sigh over to your boss' place.
"Its fine. Just don't do it again. You have work to do here and I'm not paying you to mingle over lunch." Namjoon removed his glassed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Make me coffee, please."
You answered with a nod, not saying anything as you went to his pantry beside the door. Yes, he has his own in his office.
Just when you finished making coffee and was about to carry it to Namjoon's table, the door suddenly bursted open. The door hitting you by the shoulder, making the coffee you were holding topple over your skirt. The hot liquid running down the skin of your legs, yiu winced at the pain of the burn it caused.
"Oh my God! You almost spilled the drink on my dress!" the lady shouted angrily as she backed futher from you. "Namjoon what the hell is this dimwit doing in your office? I want her fired. She almost ruined my expensive dress!" she added walking towards Namjoon.
You looked at the mess the bitch caused you. You winced again from the pain on your legs and on your hands where the hot coffee spilled. As you looked through your clothes, red marks on your skin appeared because of the burn. Sigh this is gonna leave a mark. Like literally.
"Wait I remember you. You're Dr. Kim Seokjin's girlfriend right? You attended my party. What are you doing here at Namjoon's office? Here for money? A good fuck? Is Dr. Kim not enough for you? I feel bad for the lad." Mrs. Wang faked a sad expression. You suddenly felt anger rise to your head. Not only did she just mention your ex but she assumed stuff that is not true about you and Namjoon. Your hand formed into a fist. Keeping in all the anger, you don't want to make this shit bigger than it is now.
"Dr. Kim is not my boyfriend. He was just an old friend of mine." you explained shortly. You wanted to cry not just from the pain of the burn from the spilled coffee but the slight mention of Jin's name sent an invisible kick to your heart.
"Then what you are you doing here?"
Namjoon was stunned from everything that just happened. First, you got hot coffee spilled on you and possibly burned you and second, an angry Kei walking towards him while pointing at you.
"Kei what the fuck are you doing here? I don't remember having an appointment with you." Namjoon said angrily. He didn't know what really got him angry. The Satan is in his office again possibly going to seduce him again or the fact that you are hurt because of Kei's ignorance.
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The Billionaire's Secretary || knj
Fanfiction"Damn, you're so expensive, Y/N." --- BTS Kim Namjoon x Reader