One Night Stand JENLISA

Chapter 2

I never can get a break from my work. Sure, I take vacation time and the monthly sick days, but when I have work, it's like I haven't been in for months because of all the paperwork I have to do.

I try to sort through all of them but my head is pounding and I can't focus. This weekend has got me fog and I can't shake it. I never get too fucked up on weekends because I know the outcome of it all when Monday mornings rolls around. 

"Some had a fun weekend, huh?" I stop looking through my papers and look up to see Jungkook smiling down at me. This idiot has been crushing on me ever since I started working here. So basically, three years. 

He knows I'm gay. Hell, everyone in the whole building knows it. But he seems to lack of ability to comprehend shit that goes through his ears. 

I'm pretty sure he has no brain, because he's the dumbest bastard I have ever met. (guys I love jungkook irl so don't hate me pls)

"Leave me alone, Jungkook. I have shit loads of work to do." all this paperwork i driving me up the wall. I haven't even started on it!

"I'll make a deal,"

"I am not sleeping with you." this idiot has been begging to get inside my pants forever.

He let out a laugh and it sounded like nails on a chalkboard. "We all know you want to," He winks at me and I try my best not to puke all over him, "That's funny. Ever considered stand-up comedy?"

He stands there not to amused at all and it makes me laugh even harder. This man is a fucking riot.

I wipe my non-existing tears away and stare at him. "Dude, I'm not straight. How many times do I have to tell you."

"One date with me, and I could make you straighter than the pole outside."

I chuckle, "No thank you," I pick up an invisible stick off my desk, "Here boy, fetch!" I threw it across the room and looked at him with a grin on my face.

I keep looking up at the clock on the wall, and the minutes seem to tick by so damn slowly. I finally get done with the stack of papers, but I am nowhere near done. I look around the office and see Chaeng at her desk, working hard as usual.

I work as a Graphic Designer. I am the best in the business because I get shit done. Chaeng does too. The boss specifically picked me for the main job, and I love it. I've always had a thing for designing stuffs, so this job is perfect for me. But the paperwork is killing me. 

By the time I get a half way done, it's lunch time. Chaeng makes her way to my desk and smiles, "Lunch date?" I nod and grab my things then head out.

We always eat at the same place because it's our tradition. When we first started working here, everyone told us that this place was the best food around here; Chinese food

It's a buffet, so it's perfect. We usually take our food to go but we decided to stay fora while and eat here. Chaeng have this talent that she can eat a lot, she's the perfect buddy in a buffet. How come she still have this perfect body. As we sit down, someone catches my eye on the TV. I quickly look but it's nothing important.