Make It Work.

Bikini.

The weekend went by torturously slowly, though I managed to fix the errors in the documents. I stood outside of the building for a long time- maybe ten minutes before I dared to walk inside. My skirt was just below my knee, which I made sure of. 

"I can't stand out here all day..." I whispered to myself, trying to build up the courage to go in. 

I slowly walked forward, my hands gently pushing the heavy glass door open. The smell of coffee filled my nose from across the lobby. I bit my lip, wondering if I should stop for coffee, or just rip the band aid off and face Kihyun. 

"Black coffee it is." I'm a coward. 

I walked over to the bar and waited as Shownu finished up with another customer. He saw me and smiled warmly. I smiled back politely, too lost in my thoughts to let him brighten my morning.

"Good morning, Y/N," He greeted as i approached. 

"Good morning, Shownu," I said, grabbing my wallet from my bag.

"One black coffee please," I said, looking down. 

"...rough morning?" He asked.

I looked up at him, "Yeah...how'd you know?" I asked.

"I'm not a mind reader... just saw you standing outside for like, ten minutes with," He pointed at me, "that look on your face..." He chuckled.

I blushed, "Yeah... well, it's definitely been a weekend," I said. 

He poured my black coffee into a large cup, "To lift your spirits," He handed me the cup.

I sighed, "I have money, Shownu..."

"And I have more customers," He said, waving up the person behind me. 

I was shocked by how nonchalant he was as he shooed me away, though not before giving me a wink.

I smiled and walked slowly over to the elevator, coffee in hand.

I swallowed hard as I saw the numbers get higher and higher on the small screen in the elevator. It felt like that scene in Hunger Games when the tributes were being lifted up into the field...to their deaths.

Dramatic, but that's how it felt. 

The doors opened with a ding and I stood there for a moment until the doors were threatening to close once more. I finally walked out and headed straight to my desk. The office was buzzing, people were walking back and forth, and a low rumble of conversations sounded throughout the floor. 

I pulled the documents out of my bag and set them on my desk. I wanted to get it over with- seeing him. I just wanted to give him the papers and go back to minding my own business.Just then, the elevator doors opened, and the office got a little quieter.

Kihyun stepped forward, his brief case in one hand and his phone in the other. He kept his eyes on the screen as he walked straight ahead. Without a word, he set his brief case down and grabbed his key out of his back pocket, putting it into the door handle. 

I held my breath as I waited for him to turn to look at me, but it didn't happen. He simply opened his door, grabbed his brief case and walked into his office, closing the door behind himself. 

Everyone went back to their business, but I felt stuck. I looked nervously at the stack of papers on my desk, and decided to just get it over with. I picked up the papers and knocked softly on his door. 

"Mr.Yoo?" I tried to be loud, but it felt like my voice was catching in my throat.

"Come in."

I opened his door slowly, peeking my head inside, "I fixed the mistakes in the permits and Mr.Lee's contract."