Temptation

Chapter 2

You tapped the butt of a pen against your desk, resisting the urge to look into Jungkook's office for the umpteenth time. His week of leave had come and gone, but for a few days after he'd returned to work he'd been so busy that he'd had no time to spare any more than two words for you. It wasn't entirely his fault that he hadn't gotten much time for you, you knew that, but he'd been treating you so much like he normally would that you were starting to wonder if the intimacy you shared meant anything to him. If the words he'd said to you were sincere or just a ploy to get into your pants to sate his heat.

"Y/n! Your knight in shining armour has arrived!"

You twisted in your chair to look at Jin, grinning as he stood behind you. Between his thumb and forefinger was a pendrive that he explained contained the data you were waiting for him to collect. He could have simply uploaded the file to your shared folder but you didn't comment on his choice of coming over to give it to you directly instead. It was no secret that Jin harboured a crush on you.

Normally you'd remain friendly while keeping a distance, because even though you liked Jin you didn't want to hurt his feelings, and your heart had gone out to Jungkook almost immediately after you started working here. However, today instead of smiling and sending him off at the first opportunity, you laughed and engaged in conversation with him. Jin was pleasantly surprised by your sudden enthusiasm to his visit to your desk, but didn't question it.

What your poor coworker didn't know was that you were keeping an eye on the office facing your desk. The door to Jungkook's office was closed, so he wouldn't be able to hear your conversation, but he could see through the glass panes of the room. When he lifted his gaze from the document that had held his attention for the past hour, you quickly found an excuse to giggle and slap Jin's arm, lingering on the muscled limb for a little longer than necessary. Jin reddened comically from the unexpected contact, flushing to the tips of his ears and immediately stumbling on his words.

To your chagrin, when you flicked your eyes towards the office just moments after your attempt at flirting, you saw Jungkook staring intently at the screen of his computer monitor. Nothing in his expression or body language showed that he saw the exchange between you and Jin. After several more tries that ended in failure to get Jungkook's attention, you felt badly enough for using Jin to give up on the endeavour and get him to leave so you could focus on your work.

You spent the next hour organising the data that Jin had given you. You finished it faster than you'd expected, and you leaned back in your chair, relieved and figured that you deserved a cookie for your hard work. So you got up and headed to the pantry, glad to be able to stretch your legs after sitting for a long time. The pantry was devoid of people, your coworkers too busy attacking their own workload to get a snack at such a random time. Having no one to chat with, you grabbed a cookie and walked through the hallway to get back to your desk straightaway.

Before you can make it there, however, someone hiding in a corner you'd just passed pulled you by the arm and whisked you through a door. You heard the wood slam shut and the lock click it in place. A quick glance at the large, spotless room told you that you were in the handicapped restroom that owed its state of unuse due to none of the people on your floor having the need to use it. Your anger at having your arm almost pulled out of its socket changed into shock, then dissolved into excitement mixed with fear when your eyes met the ones of the person who had you trapped against the wall.

At first you didn't recognise them at all. The orbs that stared back at you shone bright golden, wild in contrast with the crisp white shirt and perfectly ironed slacks that he was sporting. Jungkook loomed over you, his forearms resting on the wall on either side of your head, forming a cage that you couldn't – not that you wanted to – escape from. Your heartbeat drummed in your ears as you registered the dangerous gleam of his normally-brown irises, but exhilaration rushed through your veins upon being alone with him again. Not as coworkers, but as man and woman.