BTS One-shots

Finish line (One step ahead 7)(RM) CEO!AU

      The constant ringing of your phone was starting to drive you into insanity.

      And when you wouldn't pick up, Hoseok would and then the next second he'd poke his head into your office mumbling a lazy, "Boss wants you." 

      You didn't quite know where to go after the 7th call, so you just decided to plug your phone out of the socket.

      Fuck work today, you're not ready to put up with this bullshit.

      You dived into a pile of paperwork that was waiting to be done all week and time started to pass by faster.

      Your phone was on silent the whole day, allowing you to ignore Namjoon's messages and calls to your private number.

      Looking at the orange skies outside you grabbed your purse and jacket assuming that everyone more than likely already left.

      You slipped out of your office with your back turned to Hoseoks desk until you were startled by the sound of someone clearing their throat behind you.

      "11 missed calls, 6 ignored messages and you still didn't come to see me?" Namjoon was sitting in Hoseok's chair, the rest of the floor completely empty.

      "Shit!" you pressed your palm onto your chest feeling your heart beating furiously inside your chest, "You scared me."

      "Why the fuck are you ignoring me?" he kept pressing the matter as you made your way to the elevator, slipping inside with Namjoon refusing to keep any distance between you.

      "Is it because of last night?" he asked, tone softer as the words fell off of his lips.

      "Yes it's because of last night!" you glared up at him, eyes blown wide in panic, "I'm fucking humiliated Joon. I kissed my damn boss and I..." 

      He cut you off by clashing his lips on yours, slamming your body against the wall of the elevator.

      "There..." he pulled away only a bit, "Now we're even." he smiled and grabbed your hand in his as he pulled you out of the building, waving at the security guard hat smiled at the both of you.

      Once you were in front of the building he stopped and made you face him.

      "Listen, if you regret what happened last night then tell me right now." he said and when you kept quiet unsure of what to answer, he continued.

      "I wanted to take you out tonight to go have dinner on a actual date. Then you can rip my clothes off for all I care, I just wanted to do this right."

      You felt like an insane person.

      One part of you was telling you that nothing good would come out of giving him the cold shoulder, yet another part was still screaming that this prick is the same little prick that rejected you long ago.

      But who even holds on to old grudges anymore?

      "Fine...let's go on that date." you said and he smiled warmly, opening the car door for you.

      As he drove to the place he had in mind you could feel him shyly placing his hand on your thigh as if he was trying to pull you back into reality, to stop you from overthinking.

      You ended up placing your own palm over his thumb gently running over the back of his hand.

      Once you were there and seated at a table in a dimly lit corner.