It was nearly a quarter hour later than when I was supposed to be at work, and continuing to run at the pace I was, was slowly proving to be difficult. I was picturing the different ways my senior advisor would be chewing me out at work once I could finally manage to arrive, when I make the mistake of speeding up at the wrong time, but I could see the entrance of Kim Delicacies so near, and I didn't have the time or luxury of being able to watch where I was going.

It seems the stupid fucking block of cement in front of me couldn't either, bringing me down on my knees with no shame.

Only, it was no fucking bricked up wall of cement either, it was a tall, bricked wall of human flesh instead, glimpsed through my bangs to be Mr Kim himself, and somehow, in some fucking twisted way, the universe likes bringing me to my knees before him.

Like he was some ancient Greek God to be admired and praised, might as well have been too, with a jawline that sharp looking down at me.

Why did I find this incredibly hot just as I found it incredibly humiliating?

Was this perhaps a sign from God? But no, it couldn't be, not from all the sin littering my mind right as of now.

"Miss Trustiath, I thought all of my employees clocked in at eight?"

And oh, his voice, even if it was being used in a reprimanding manner as well, just why did he have to be the bricked-up wall I stumbled into? It's like someone was continuously praying on my character-building failure.

"Yes?", I think my vocal pipes were failing me with how quick I lost volume to my normally loud voice.

"Then you would supposedly feel comfortable in enlightening me as to exactly why you aren't at work, Mrs Trustiath?", He asks somewhat amused, or that's what I'm gathering from the glint in his eye.

"I'm late?" 

Taehyung holds out a hand to the woman on her knees before him, the perfect portrayal of a concerned boss while he could only imagine the many other ways of how he would love to have her on her knees.

"Such I've gathered, yes, I hope this is not a repetitively occurring event?
It would lead to dire consequences for you, as I assume your senior advisor must have made known."
Taehyung says helpfully, while pulling Kamazia up by her hand, maybe a bit too quick for someone who just spent an uncalculated amount of time on her knees before him.

As imagined, she stumbles again from the quick jostling, helpfully landing herself deeper into his arms.

Well damn.

First her morning starts off awful, and now it has a pinch of cliche too?

Taehyung tenses on instinct, which unhelpfully presses her tighter to his chest, reminding them both of the last time they found themselves in such a compromising position.

The tension lines thick in the air with each passing second that they stand so close, and Taehyung's eye falls to her full plush mouth just as she tugs her lower lip in between her teeth, a nervous habit.

"Mr.Kim?"
Her voice, normally so loud and clear, now just a soft lull as she gazes up at him so attentively, holding his eyes to Her's intensely.

He had to let her go.
He had to fucking let her go back to her boyfriend, no matter how soft and warm she felt in his arms.

For fucks sake, they only shared one kiss, and he's so fucking twisted up in unrealistic fantasies.

He lets her go, albeit hesitatingly, chest rising and falling with deep breaths as he restrains himself.

Kamazia feels as relief and sullen disappointment fills her to the core when he lets her go, and she steps back immediately and tucks a loose curl behind her ear in a show of righting herself somewhat.

"Ah, I- thank you for your help, sir, uhm if you'll excuse."
She says, rushing past him and leaving him to only be accompanied by the scent she leaves behind, bold yet soft, just like her.

He needed a drink, and he could not care less that it was merely nearing quarter past eight.

A whiskey on the rocks it was.

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"Don't you think it's a little bit too early for that?"
Seok sighs from behind the bar, tending to the glasses he cleans.

"I've gone too long without a fuck, because something must be severely wrong with me."
I mumble aloud, the bar dark and empty seeing as it was only ten in the morning, and I was nursing a second brandy.

"Keep this up and you're going back to those AA meetings talking about your daddy issues."
He says while leaning on the counter, scrutinizing me through a judging gaze.

"Fuck off man."

"Just saying, cause your drinking habits have been spiking since you've started this job Tae-ah.
And it can't be this woman alone that has you like this."
He lifts his brow as if he can only be right.

Fucking Bastard.

"Seok, hyung- I want her."

"Wow, you just used honorifics in the free State of America, must be serious."
A frown colours his forehead making me laugh.

"I can be respectful if I want too, most of the times I just... don't particularly feel like it."

Another brow raise.

"And y'all shared a tongue tingling kiss just a week ago?
But she has a boyfriend?
One that you would just love to beat up?"

"Are you just repeating everything I'm telling you or what-"

"You haven't even been at this company for more than nine months Taehyung, how badly can one fuck up?"
He folds his arms.

"Actually, I haven't slept with any employees in that time, and I wasn't the one to initiate the touch the one time I actually-"

"Almost fucked an employee over your conference desk.
And you're telling me she was the one that initiated it?"
He asks sceptically.

"Yes, we agreed to it being a fault on both our behalf but this morning she was in my arms again and I just wanted to heave her up against the nearest available surface so I could tongue fuck her mouth."
I sigh dreamily, before Hoseok's enraged coughing fit brings me back to reality.

"What?
Didn't you just ask me if it's too early for alcohol and now you're downing shots?!"
I ask, when he only looks on in silence after throwing a shot down his throat.

"Well shit."

"I need another drink Seok hyung-"
I sigh.

"I think you need much more than that actually..."  he chuckles without any real mirth, which leaves me to drop my head into the crook of my arms hopelessly.

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So... Taehyung has himself a little predicament?