KimCorp. (Kim Taehyung AU)

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"W-what are you doing?!" Chaeya hissed in panic as she noticed Mr. Kim leaning to her from the driver's seat beside her.

"I'm gonna kiss you good morning?" He asked, confused.

"N-no need." She spoke as she cleared her throat, straightening her posture as she sat comfortably, now facing the road before them as they wait for the red lights to turn green. And before Chaeya could react, Taehyung stole a kiss on her cheeks. She flinched then frowned, wiping her cheeks as if he left stains.

"You're so harsh." He mumbled.

"Flower's on the back." He casually spoke, while pointing a finger towards the backseat, his eyes not leaving the road as he prepared to step on the pedal.

"Okay." She replied, arms folded to her chest.

"It's for you." He added, glancing at her form.

"Oh? Um thanks.." She replied in surprise and immediately tried to pull off a straight face which she somehow managed.

"You're not gonna take a look?" He asked, eyeing the flowers in the mirror at the top, between them. Chaeya sighed and slowly turned her body towards the backseat, her eyes bulged in surprise at the catchy bouqet of flowers. Chaeya gulped, she's sure it's expensive and could probably feed her for more than three meals. She shook her head off as she started calculating the cost, it has become her hobby and she knew she has to stop.

"Woah..." she whispered but Taehyung heard her. He grinned at her reaction.

"Thank you..." she muttered.

"I know, I know." He shrugged it off then laughed.

"Come on, don't be shy. Say it." Taehyung said, as he urged Chaeya to say what he wanted to hear but to his dismay, Chaeya was oblivious with what he meant.

"Huh?" She muttered in confusion.

"Come on, love." He urged, lightly tapping her knees.

"Um... Thank you so much?" She whispered making him roll his eyes.

"Wait- what are you doing?" Chaeya asked, she realized as she's falling on a trance.

"Say it." He urged more.

"What?!" Chaeya hissed in confusion and lowkey panic.

"That I am the best-"

"I love you?" Chaeya asked in confusion, in unison with Taehyung- interrupting him at the same time.

"What?" Taehyung immediately gasped, whipping his head towards her.

"NO!" Chaeya immediately retorted.

"I don't mean it like that!" She added.

"Taehyung what the fuck?! Watch out! There's a car!" Chaeya hissed in panic, her heart beating out her chest as she realized that they're almost bumping with the car before them that has stopped due to the red lights that they fail to notice.

"What did you just said?" Taehyung slowly asked, his heart hammering as well but not due to the accident that almost occured but due to what she just said, nevertheless, his foot is tightly set on the foot breaks.

"Y-you love me?" He slowly spoke breaking from his trance.

"No! I didn't say that!" She immediately replied.

"Don't lie! I'm not deaf!" He countered.

"I don't mean it that way... I thought that's what you're expecting me to say..." she mumbled.

"Well no?! I am not. Jesus Christ Chaeya, stop trying to kill me." He hissed but slowly ended his sentence in a mumble.

"I did not! You were the one driving!" She argued.

"Just- Just don't do that again if you don't mean it." He mumbled, disappointed, his heart frowning lower than the usual but what did he expect? Chaeya remained silent, guilt painting her feelings when she knew that it shouldn't.

Once they've arrived at the underground parking, Chaeya waited for Taehyung to leave the car. She knew she has to take pictures of her bouquet but she did not want him to see that. The door to her side opened, jolting her in her seat.

"That was not necessarry but thank you." She comments, leaving the car without making eye contact.

"Are you leaving that in the car? It's gonna die in there." Taehyung stated making Chaeya slowly walk towards the backseat and pulling the bouquet not before she heaved a sigh in relief, hoping to God that her colleagues won't make a huge deal out of it. As they slowly walked towards the elevator, Chaeya eyed her surroundings wary that an employee might see them together, she sighed in relief when she realized there is none. They silently rode the elevator, Taehyung being consumed by his thoughts and Chaeya standing in the elevator awkwardly.

"Hey Tae- I mean Mr. Kim-"

"You can call me Taehyung." He interrupted her with an encouraging tone.

"No, we are in the work place. You are my boss." She stated.

"I don't care-"

"Please Mr. Kim." She pleaded but he raised his eyebrows instead.

"Okay then. Ms. Woo." He eventually agreed while sarcastically emphasizing her name.

"Can we talk? For a moment?" She pleads and to her relief, the journey towards the top floor is not being interrupted by employees wanting to ride from different floors but to her dismay the elevator dings, a signal that they've arrived at the top floor.

"Okay. Talk?" He replied, his focus fully on her as the elevator doors slowly open, revealing employees who momentarily paused from their work, eyeing who just arrived and their sockets bulged when they saw her carrying a giant and romantic bouquet.

"Good morning Mr. Kim." The employees greeted in unison, they also sent greeting towards Chaeya as well in which she returned by slowly muttering good morning as well and bobbing her head towards their direction. She held her breath, fingers-crossed that her boss won't act lovey-dovey in front of the employees. She sighed in relief once they've reach infront of the doorstep to his office, out of sight from the majority. She froze as she felt a prolonged kiss on her forehead.

"What was that?!" She whisper-shouted, backing away which made him cover up his frown in a chuckle.

"I love you. See you at lunch?" He smiled instead, slowly backing away as he went inside his office not forgeting to send a wink her way before shutting the door close gently. She immediately turned around, in hopes that no one just saw them and to her relief, all of the employees' heads are glued in their desks. Slowly she made her way towards her desk, her hands tightly holding the bouquet as she felt her face go warm and her heart steady but harshly slamming from her chest.

"I guess, we'll have that talk later." She spoke to no one but herself as she tries to process what just happened.