𝕄𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕕 𝕋𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℂ𝔼𝕆 - [Oɴᴇᴜs Rᴀᴠɴ FF]

«𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 7»

[Author's POV]

Youngjo: You know which paper comes first right?

Y/n:*nods*

Youngjo: Good cuz I'll be busy replying to these emails from companies that wanted to collaborate with us.

U nodded again before carrying on with the task given. The papers he did was all messy and unarranged. U did saw him doing his job once but the fact that he still asks you to this made you think again. Busy organising the papers, u notice that one of the pages hasn't been stapled after being printed 2 hours ago.

You began looking for the stapler but realise that you've placed it in one the drawers of his table. During lunch break, he requested to organise his messy table and so u did. You remembered that he has a stapler too however, but you didn't wanna be in a very awkward with him ever since today's meeting so you told him that you'll be taking yours.

Y/n:Would you excuse me, may I take a stapler from my office space?

You were about to go until he spoke.

Youngjo: I thought I remember having one here?

You pretended to think and acted.

Y/n:Right. But, it's in the drawers.

Youngjo:Then?

Y/n:It's in front of you.

Youngjo:So? Take it.

He glided backwards on his chair to give you some room. You walk in front of him and began searching for it. While your hands were rummaging through the drawers, Youngjo was looking at his computer screen. He couldn't really concentrate while having you infront of him.  He didn't intend to look down until he saw your bum.

Since you guys didn't know, Youngjo is a perv. (but not in real life, he's a sweet boy) He glided forward, quietly creeping his hands to hold ur waist. You found the stapler already. You were about to go when suddenly you got pulled by the waist.

U gasped. You were shocked on why he did that (the second time).

Y/n:Sir. What are u doing?

You tried pushing his hands of but the more you tried to, the more he grip on you tight. He was quick enough to see you struggling to get off but he made it harder by embracing u tight.

Youngjo:Why? Is it wrong for me to hug my fiancee?

Y/n: "Fiancee"? I'm not buying that.

Youngjo: Geez woman. Can't we have a little fun for once?

You got up while fixing your wrinkled coat due to his gripping force before standing beside the table.

Y/n: Fun? There was never "fun". You are one sick b!tch. We don't even like each other.

Youngjo:What do u mean? We do like each other.

Y/n: Hah! Yeah sure...And what the fxck are you doing?

Your arms crossed.

Youngjo:What do u think I'm doing?

Y/n: Hm...let me guess. You're being a pervert.