Don’t Go Yet - KSM
pairing: seungmin x reader
genre: coworkers 2 lovers, smut, fluff, maybe angst if u squint
word count: 8.2k
synopsis: Once is a mistake, twice is a coincidence, three times is a habit. Kim Seungmin never liked the idea of an office romance. It was a line he was sure he’d never cross, until he met you. Nosy friends and a lot of alcohol is to blame when you go from being coworkers to fuck buddies. But what’s to happen when you take alcohol away from the equation?
a/n: my contribution to @feliix summer 2 lovers collab! i changed the plot like 3 days before this was due so dkjnf i hope u guys enjoy my madness <3 fyi i haven’t proofread so i might make small changes here and there once i get around to it.
warnings: alcohol consumption, explicit sexual intercourse (riding + fem-receiving oral)
You arrived in Seoul not too long ago. You had recently been transferred to a different firm and were adjusting to your new coworkers. Your team consisted of you and about four other paralegals, where you worked under your boss on a Doctor's case. There was an upcoming hearing and your team was prepping the binder for this case. The doctor had filed for bankruptcy while simultaneously suing his wife for attempting to divorce him. You knew from the beginning this case was going to be incredibly difficult.
For the week leading up to the hearing, you and your coworkers stayed past closing hours in order to have all of the necessary documentation for the case. Seungmin and Minho were focusing on mail outs for the court date, making sure everyone who needed to be present would be. Mina and Wooyoung were in contact with the trustee and making sure both sides had the necessary information that would be presented at the case. You were (unfortunately) in charge of compiling all of the pdf files that would need to be printed for the hearing. That included - but was not limited to - their plan, their schedules, any and all motions, orders, and petitions.
You rubbed at your eyes as you scrolled through the portal where all of the court documents were saved. Too many hours staring at the bright screen made it increasingly difficult to find the document you were looking for. You scrolled down the long list of pdf files once more, hoping to find the stupid document so that you could print it out, add your notes, then leave.
After an overly dramatic groan from you, Seungmin looks up from his spot in the conference room where he and Minho are putting together the mail out. There's a stack of papers mountain high in front of both of them and the worst part was that they were nowhere near done. You were certain the printer was going to overheat and explode before you even laid eyes on the document you were searching for.
"You okay?" Mina asks, leaning against the l-shaped receptionist desk as she waits for the trustee's office to take her off hold.
"I can't find the final document Mr. Park needs for the case," you frown, rubbing your hands at your eyes again. It did little to soothe the irritation.
"Which one is it?" she stands behind your chair, readjusting the phone in her hand, and peers over your shoulder to look for the document.
"He said it's #124 M. Kim Motion to Automatic Stay but there's no document here with that title! I've literally skimmed over these three times!" you huff and Mina rubs your back. The days leading up to a hearing could be the most stressful. There's a lot of pressure to get everything ready for the hearing because even one missing document, one letter not mailed out, any information missing, could ruin your case and screw over your client. Not to mention that your boss wouldn't allow you to interrupt him, so you couldn't even confirm if the document you were looking for was the right one.
"Well," Mina skims over the screen. "There's a #124 M. Kim Motion to Shorten Time and #127 M. Kim Motion to Automatic Stay so just print out both in case he got the numbers mixed up."
You nod and pull up both pdf files. "Can I print?" you call out to Seungmin and Minho who were still sitting in the conference room, sorting out the papers so that they could envelope them.
"Yeah!" Minho yells back and so you print out both files, staple them and put them in the appropriate binder.
Finally, you can take a break from the cursed screen. You head over to the conference room and pull up a chair across from Seungmin. Aside from the occasional small talk, it's pretty quiet between the three of you as you work on lowering the leaning tower of paperwork in front of you.
"Are you guys going on Friday?" Wooyoung pops his head in through the doorway.
"Yes," you and Minho say.
"Not sure," Seungmin replies.
"It's free alcohol and food, you can't say no to that,"
“You're always the first one here and the last one to leave. If anyone needs it, it's you," Minho chimes in to Wooyoung’s remark.
Seungmin just shrugs, "I'll think about it,"
Wooyoung opens his mouth as if to chastise him but you and Minho both shoot him a look. He rolls his eyes and retreats without another word. You spend the rest of the hour finishing up your pile. The entire time you spend wondering why Seungmin is so hesitant to go to your company's event that weekend. It's the first since your transfer but you've heard plenty of funny stories about it from Wooyoung and Minho so it really couldn't be that bad. Seungmin did seem like the quiet type who preferred a night in.
In the two months or so that you had been working at the firm, Seungmin was the last person in the group you warmed up to (and vice versa). It's not that he was mean or anything of the sort, just quiet. Even when you first started the job and you'd arrive early to work, Seungmin's car would be parked outside. When you'd clock out, you'd see him at his desk, still typing away. When your team would go on lunch break together, he would just listen unless directly spoken too, oftentimes reacting with his expressions than his voice. It made you curious about him.
It wasn't until about two weeks ago when you had first gotten assigned to this case that you and Seungmin had actually had a conversation. It was quite short and sweet, actually. You were sitting next to him at lunch and you had zoned out mid-conversation. Apparently, you had been staring at the tangerine in his hand and so he nudged you, bringing you out of your thoughts as he offered you some. You accepted and in the following mornings when he'd manage to bring two tangerines, he'd stop by your desk and make small talk before leaving it there and walking off to his own desk.
It was a small interaction but it warmed your heart that he thought kindly enough of you to bring you one. After that day, you began to notice things about Seungmin that you hadn't before. Specifically, how good looking he was.
He had such a cute and clean image, always coming in dressed in a nicely pressed button down top and a pair of jeans. He'd roll the sleeves up to his elbow and unbutton just the top button or two. Seungmin would usually wear cute square-framed glasses to work but sometimes he'd forget them and when you'd look over at his desk, you'd find him squinting. It was absolutely endearing. He was handsome.
But as kind and handsome as Seungmin was, he was still something unknown to you. You knew there was more to him than meets the eye but what? You couldn't quite put your hand on it, but you made it your mission to unravel him and this party was going to be your ticket in.
Who are you, Kim Seungmin?
-
On the other hand, Seungmin was absolutely dreading the party and for no real reason at that. He really was a "stay in" kind of guy, but as much as he wanted to stay in, he didn't have a good enough excuse for it. He was beginning to feel pathetic at the fact that his bed and blanket were his best friends outside of work. It didn't help his case at all when he called Felix and Changbin to complain and they insisted that he go too.
"But why?" Seungmin sighed. He sat a bowl of popcorn on the table in front of him as he got situated comfortably on his couch.
"Because you need to get laid!" Changbin exclaimed. Seungmin glares at his phone. Before he can interject, Felix does.
"I think what Changbin hyung means is that work has become your whole life. All you do is go to work and go home. Maybe spice it up a bit." he suggests.
"And how exactly am I supposed to spice it up? It's a company party not a club."
"So? Aren't there any girls at your company?" Changbin chimes in.
"Yeah but-"
"There was a pretty girl at the front desk the other day when I went to drop off Wooyoung's shoes. What's up with her?"
"Nothing's up. She's new there."
"Ooo, a new girl," Seungmin could almost see Felix wriggling his eyebrows just by the tone of his voice. "What's her name?"
"It's Y/N but I'm not going to try and get with her," Seungmin rolls his eyes and sinks further into the cocoon he's rolled himself up in.
"Why not? It won't kill you to be friendly," Changbin states.
"Hyung - I'm not going to get fired from my job because you think an office romance will spice up my life!"
"Who said anything about romance? And your company won't find out anything if you don't say anything,"
"He has a point."
"No he doesn't!" Seungmin wants to be swallowed up. He can't believe his friends are suggesting he goes to a company event in an attempt to get laid. Even more so, he can't believe he's considering it.
After a moment of silence and contemplation, Seungmin speaks.
"Fine, I'll go..." the two boys on the line begin to cheer before Seungmin cuts them off quickly. "...but only for the free food and alcohol. I'm not going to sleep with my coworker," he deadpans.
Changbin mumbles, "You're no fun"
"Great! Now that that's settled, I gotta go pick up my sister. Let us know how your not spicy night goes!" Felix hangs up the phone and soon after Changbin does too.
Seungmin groans at the realization of what he's said. What has he done?
Friday comes much faster than Seungmin had hoped for. He's glad that the hearing went by smoothly and his boss got what he wanted for the client, but he still really didn't want to go to the party tonight. It was all anyone in the office was talking about.
As time ticked closer to the event time, Seungmin could just hope for one thing: I hope I won’t regret this.
-
You're chatting with Mina and sipping from a cup of alcohol Wooyoung had shoved into your hand upon walking in. You didn't question it. You're gossiping about a rumored couple in a different team when Mina looks past you and mutters, "Wow."
When you turn to find what or who she's looking at, your mouth all but drops. Seungmin walks in but instead of wearing his usual attire, he's dressed in a simple all-black outfit, a silver necklace dangling around his neck and disappearing past the two unbuttoned buttons at the start of his shirt. As you approach him to get a closer look, you could tell he's wearing a bit of makeup. His cheeks are slightly pink and his eyeshadow is a smokey gray, accentuating his eyes beautifully. He looked good.
"You clean up nice," are the first words out of your mouth as you approach them.
"Thanks," he mutters, feeling a bit self conscious. Felix helped him get dressed up and even suggested doing his makeup but he didn't anticipate so much attention from his coworkers as they all came up to compliment him.
Wooyoung comes up to him with a red solo cup in his hands and passes it to Seungmin, "Drink up!" Changbin and Felix's words circle in his head as he stares down the alcohol in his cup. He considers all his options and ultimately decides one drink won't hurt. With a deep sigh he brings the cup to his lips and downs the liquid courage. Maybe he should have eaten something first. Oh well, it's too late now. The coworkers around him cheer him on as he does before dispersing to mingle with other workers.
It's the first time in a while he's seen members from other teams. Their building is pretty big so each team gets a section to themselves. He scans the crowd but doesn't really see anyone he knows. As he's wandering around, Wooyoung draws him into a conversation with a few other members from various teams. It's better than standing alone at least. As much as he dislikes Wooyoung's antics sometimes, he has to admit he's really considerate and friendly and Seungmin appreciates that.
Unbeknownst to Seungmin, your eyes haven't left him the entire night. What is it about Kim Seungmin that you just can't seem to get him out of your mind? Has it been that long since you last got laid?
"Y/N," Mina calls out as you take a sip from your drink.
"Hm?"
"You okay? You've been staring at Seungmin the whole night. If you look any longer you'll bore holes into his back," she jokes.
"I have not been staring!" you exclaim.
"I've been watching you stare him down this entire time," she points out the obvious and while she's right, you're embarrassed at having been caught, so naturally your only option is to deny it.
"I hav-"
"There's nothing wrong with admitting he's hot," she shrugs.
You sigh in defeat. "He is, he looks amazing in that outfit." you nearly drool.
"So are you going to go after him?" she asks curiously.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean you're both about the same level of hot and cute. You'd make a good looking couple," once more she shrugs nonchalantly as if she hadn't just suggested something completely outrageous.
"Couple? I don't even know him that well! He's nice and all but I don't know much about him."
"Well you could get to know him." she replies as if it's the most obvious thing in the world.
"I'm not sure," you bite your lip as you think about it. "would he even like me?"
"Of course! You look hot right now, at the very least you'll get laid. If you're really lucky, you'll get married,"
"Okay, chief," you grab her cup and set it down on the table, picking up a water bottle and passing that to her instead. "I think you need to come back to reality," you state.
"I'm just saying, it's worth a shot." she takes the bottle and walks away, leaving you to your own devices.
"Fuck," is all you can mutter to yourself as you think about what Mina said. She's right. What's the worst that could happen?
—
It was nothing but a clashing mess of teeth and tongue, wandering hands, and bodies pressed together a bit too closely for comfort. The taste of alcohol was strong on his tongue, it further intoxicating you as his tongue lapped against yours. Making your way to the bed was easier said than done but soon the back of Seungmin's knees hit the mattress and you topple over him, trapping him underneath your body.
After a fit of giggles and some shuffling, you're in the proper position to finally begin unclothing each other. You wish you could say the night was slow and romantic but in all honesty, it was anything but. You and Seungmin were both handsy - much to your surprise - and eager to show some skin.
Your legs are wrapped around Seungmin's waist and you can easily feel his hard on through his pants. His lips find purchase on your neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses on your chest. You drop your head down to kiss his lips as he brings his head up and accidentally throw your head forward harder than anticipated. Alcohol is really not your friend right now. “Ow,” you cry out, a pout on your lips as you raise your hand to rub at the sting.
Seungmin giggles and for some reason it makes you wetter than you already were. "You okay?" he asks to which you nod enthusiastically. “Cute,” he mumbles and leans in to kiss you again, the slight ache already vanishing as you’re reminded of the task at hand.
Your arms wrap around his neck and as his tongue intrudes your mouth, his hips also begin to rut against yours. You’re moaning into each other’s mouths, enjoying the taste of Bacardi and Coke, Wooyoung's special concoction, on Seungmin's tongue.
Seungmin is a good kisser, you realize, and you think you could spend ages exploring his mouth and feeling his hands massage your waist soothingly. You felt light headed from how aroused you were, melting into him the longer he kissed you.
You press yourself down harder on Seungmin's lap. You begin a steady grinding motion, your hips swiveling back and forward as you chase the euphoric feeling you've been craving all night. Seungmin's fingers tighten against your hips, groans and moans suppressed by each other's lips, swallowing any noise that dared to escape.
"N-need to touch you, please," Seungmin tugs at your shirt, silently asking for you to pull it off. You comply and toss it off to the side. Seungmin goes to unbutton his top but you push his hands aside and lay them by his sides, unbuttoning them as sexily as you could. He enjoyed the feel of your nails slightly scratching against his chest every time you'd fumble with the buttons and he had to admit, even in his state of intoxication, your concentrated face as you tried to focus on his undressing him was rather cute.
Once you've unbuttoned him, you waste no time in feeling up and down his torso. Seungmin is actually rather fit much to your surprise. Who could have guessed that underneath his clean and boyish styling he was so toned and fit.
Likewise, Seungmin is fascinated with your chest. It might have been a while since he last got laid but he also just thinks you have the best pair of boobs he's ever seen in his life. He doesn’t spend too much time licking and sucking at your chest, much to both of your dismay, his attention for the night shifting to the ever growing arousal between your legs.
He extends his hands towards the nightstand for a second to pull out a condom packet from the drawer.
"This is okay, right?" the question comes out a bit more slurred than he intended but you understand.
"Yes, please," you sigh. The wetness between your legs is far too distracting at this point and you want nothing more than to feel him inside of you. You unmount him for a moment for the both of you to undress your bottom halves and you think you could almost come at the sight of Seungmin's cock. It's pretty. Not too long, not too girthy. The veins create a beautiful pattern down the shaft and he's leaking precum from how hard he's been for a while now. You want it in your mouth - but you suppose maybe you'll do that next time.
He rolls the condom on and you readjust yourself atop of his hips. You basically jump on him, your legs settling on either side of his thighs, straddling him once he’s comfortable.
You grab his dick and slide it against your folds, letting your juices make the penetration a bit easier.
“Oh,” he groans, his hands reaching back to your waist so that he can get a grip.
He holds you in place but gives you the free range to move. You slide his cock up and down your folds once more, pushing in, only slightly before pulling back out. You teasingly drag his length up and down a few times before slowly sinking down inch-by-inch. When he bottoms out your mouth is hung open in the shape of an O, your hands grasping his shoulders tightly to steady yourself and eyes rolled to the back of your head.
Once you give him the okay he begins to thrust into you, the angle already doing wonders for you. It helps that you're intoxicated. The feeling makes you warm and tingly aside from how ridiculously turned on you had been. You lean your head into his neck, moaning into his ear as he begins to pound into you. His grip against you tightens the louder your moans get. His thrusts are fast and sloppy and you’re not doing much to contain your sounds either.
You finally lift your hips to begin building a pace. Seungmin snaps his hips upward too. After a few tries, you’ve managed to build a good rhythm and he is thrusting right into the spot that makes your toes curl. You can't help but to tighten around him, your pussy clenching ridiculously as his cock stimulates your cervix.
“Oh my god…” you breathe out at the feeling of Seungmin's fingertips gripping your hips tightly. You continue to bounce on his cock as he finally brings himself to move his hands. He brings them back to your chest, massaging your nipples roughly with one hand while he leans forward to kiss the other. It's been so long since you've felt someone else's hands on your body and you think you don't ever want to forget this feeling. Seungmin feels so good on you, in you.
You’re both covered in sweat from the exertion and your limbs are tired but you’re so close. So close. Your nails scratch down his back and he groans, finally picking up the pace, going almost ballistic as he fucks into you relentlessly. Nothing but the sound of skin-on-skin and loud, fervent noises fill the room.
His mind is so wrapped up in the pleasure, the sound of your moans and slick only egging him on. “What a good girl,” he cooes, sliding his fingers through your hair in an oddly loving manner.
"Fuck,"
You’re nearly crying out now, already feeling the tight coil in the pit of your stomach once again. You could feel his dick pulsing inside of you. He wasn’t going to last much longer and neither would you. His thrusts were getting sloppy but he wouldn’t let his pace up.
You clench so tightly around him though he continues to thrust into you, his cock getting harder, if that was possible, before you feel it throbbing, signaling his release. He doesn’t slow down as he rides out his orgasm, determined to get you there too. His finger thumbs over your clit harshly as you continue to clench around him.
"Ah," he winces at the pleasure that's become too overwhelming for him.
Finally, you cum too, hips bucking and legs twitching as you cry out his name one last time. You’re holding on to his arms tightly, your nails digging crescent moons into his skin. You’re pretty sure Seungmin held you so hard your hips will be bruised.
“Shit,” Seungmin hisses as he pulls out, immediately peeling off and wrapping the condom before discarding it in the bin next to his bed.
You topple over to his side as you both catch your breath. After a moment's pause, Seungmin stands to get a towel to clean you both, tripping over your clothes along the way. He smiles sheepishly as you laugh at him, both of you a bit more sobered up but not enough to discuss what just happened. He brings back clean towels and you both get dressed in some of his clean clothing before dozing off. You'll deal with it in the morning.
-
You woke up sweaty and excruciatingly sober - not the most ideal situation for a Saturday morning. Your throat feels painfully dry, so you turn over and reach for the water bottle you usually keep next to your bed. When you open your eyes after feeling around blindly for a minute or two you realize that this isn't your room. And you're not alone.
You turn to your side to find that Seungmin is still fast asleep. Oh my god. I did do that didn't I, you think to yourself. Your fear is further confirmed when you look down and realize you're in what appears to be Seungmin's clothing. Fuck.
When you made it your goal to unravel him you didn't think you would actually do it. At least not so quickly.
Seungmin is still snoring peacefully as you look to your side again. You sit up with as little movement as possible, trying not to wake him. You eye your clothes and the door. You could slip out of bed quietly and exit the apartment without a trace. He probably won't even remember and you could both go about your business.
You swing your legs over the edge of the bed and as you're about to stand, Seungmin's phone rings. Before you could see who's calling, Seungmin startles awake, reaching blindly for his phone. It seems he hasn't realized you're there yet because he picks up the call.
"Oh, hyung," he yawns and wipes away the sleepiness from his eyes. Whoever is on the line says something undistinguishable and Seungmin hums in response. You attempt to slip out since he clearly hasn't noticed (or doesn't care) that you're still there. To your dismay, he sees your figure move out of the corner of his eyes and once again startles.
"Oh, Y/N, what are you still doing here?" he asks.
You hear your name being repeated over the line to which Seungmin replies, "Hyung, I'll call you back later" and hangs up.
"Oh, yeah, no worries. I'm just leaving," you reassure him.
You awkwardly get dressed as Seungmin stares you down, looking as if he wants to say something.
You know he has already seen you naked but you can't help but feel shy as he watches you. You didn't think things would seem so awkward with Seungmin - you expected at least a gentle greeting or some small talk here or there.
"You can leave the clothes over there, I'll wash them," he points to a hamper that you drop the clothes in.
He walks you to the front door now that you're dressed. He opens the door for you but before you exit he asks one thing, "Hey, can we keep this between us please?"
"Yeah, of course, it's just a one time thing. No one will ever know it happened." you smiled but it feels off.
"Thanks," he says and closes the door, leaving you to find your way home.
As you go your separate ways you can't help but repeat your words in your mind. Just a one time thing, no one will ever know.
And for a while it was a one time thing, until it wasn't.
-
When you stepped foot into the office that following Monday, everything was as it always was. You and Seungmin would talk here and there and nothing had changed. That was fine with you; sleeping with a coworker one time wasn't a big deal to you and you're glad that the very least your relationship with Seungmin hadn't changed for the worse.
As the weeks and the months progressed, things went on as usual. You could say now that having been with your team for a couple of months, you could regard them all as friends - best friends even. You all worked well as a team and even got together outside of work to hangout. Yes, even Seungmin. You would go to restaurants, bars, to the movies together. It was nice having a group of friends you could rely on. For the first time in a long time, you finally felt like you had built a home.
Everything was going so well. Autumn came and went and now winter was rolling in with it's cold days and dark nights. To celebrate the end of the year, your company was throwing a Christmas party and you all had the luck of getting to pull your secret santa from a hat. As if it were fate, or just a pure terrible coincidence, you got Kim Seungmin. There was no way Seungmin wouldn't find out you were his secret santa.
In the now half year that you had known Seungmin, you had realized quite a few things about him. One, that he was incredibly organize. No matter what you needed or where it was, he could account for it. Two, kind of goes hand-in-hand with point one but he also had a great memory that came in handy when you needed information your boss had relayed to you that you would forget to jot down. Third, and probably most important of all, Seungmin was very aware of his surroundings for lack of a better word.
He was observant. Always commenting on small things someone had mentioned days or weeks ago, knowing the smallest changes to office decor, and especially to the changes in the behavior of those around him - not that he'd ever really admit to any of that. He was attentive when he wanted to be. That would make your mission that much harder because even though you spend a lot of your free time with Seungmin, you haven't really spent time alone with him since that night. You figure your best bet is to ask Minho, so that's exactly what you do.
Asking Minho was a very pointless thing to do. "You're his secret santa, not me. I'm sure you know Seungmin better than you think you do. I'm sure you'll think of something," with a pat on the back he was gone before you could ask any further questions. The rest of your teammates proved to be just as useless. You were really going to have to think for this one.
You decided to spend the week leading up to the Christmas party doing some retrospective thinking. Seungmin had to have mentioned something he liked at one point or another. Your mind goes through everything Seungmin has ever said, any passing comment, any flickering of the eyes, any clue to have some idea of what to get him.
Finally, it's the day before the Christmas party and the perfect present crosses your mind. Oh, he's going to love this.
-
Upon arrival to the party, you set the small box in a pile under the tree with all of the other gifts. You adjust your dress, one that mimics the classic Mean Girls Christmas costume, and make your way towards Yunho, a friend of Wooyoung's who works in a different sector of your office. You've recently become acquainted with quite a few friends of Wooyoung's through a party he threw at his house a couple of weeks ago. You and Yunho had hit it off well and you found out you actually had a lot in common with each other. He was kind, funny, tall; he was impossible not to love.
You spent the early portion of the night catching up with him as it had been a while since you had last seen him. You noticed when Seungmin walked in, his eyes immediately landed on you upon entry. You gave a small wave but didn't make your way over to him, not wanting to potentially give away the fact that you were his secret santa. He waved back but he didn't seem all too happy to be there. He set his gift box in the present pile and made his way to Minho who was talking with Chan and Jisung, who worked in the same sector as Yunho.
As usual, Wooyoung came around making sure everyone had a cup filled with something, encouraging anyone who was sober to not be. You sipped on his concoction, trying not to become too intoxicated before the main event of the night.
After dinner and some more mingling, your boss finally announced that it was finally time for the secret santa giveaway. By now, you and most of your coworkers were buzzed. Everyone walked towards the Christmas tree, searching for a gift with their name on it, which in hindsight probably wasn't the best idea. After lots of stumbling, some bruised knees and someone nearly knocking over the tree, everyone finally had their gift in hand.
Minho had been in charge of yours, buying you a pair of boots you had been staring down on one of your most recent outings. You thanked him and wandered off to find Seungmin, wondering what he thought about your gift.
You spot his red cardigan in the crowd and make your way towards him, pulling his hand towards you as you finally reach him.
"So, how do you like your gift?" you asked.
Before he can respond, you see something dangling between the both of you. You take a step back in confusion only to realize it's mistletoe. And Sangyeon, one of your supervisors, is holding it between you and Seungmin.
"Uh, n-no thanks," you both try to decline but soon enough there's a small crowd around you chanting for you to kiss. So you do.
It's then that you realize how much you've missed Seungmin's lips. They're still soft and sweet, this time tasting a bit like the sugar cookies that were sitting on the dessert table.
You pull away and hear the cheers from your coworkers diluting as they go off to find their next victims, leaving you alone with a stoic Seungmin. Despite the lack of expression on his face, his ears are bright red. Cute.
You're about to ask him about the gift again when he suddenly grabs your wrist and pulls you towards the bathrooms. There's a small pocket off to the side where the water fountains are and he pushes you against the wall, covering your body with his large frame.
"May I?" is all he asks but you don't need more than that to understand what he wants. Soon his lips are on yours once more, his hands on either side of your head, caging you in. You sigh happily, melting into the kiss. You're glad Seungmin seems to have missed your kisses as much as you missed his. You kiss until you're both breathless, lips bruised from the pressure but you love it. He looks good like this. He's handsy but so are you. For some reason you find it hard to keep your hands to yourselves when alcohol is mixed into the equation.
When you finally pull away, you're both on the same page, knowing exactly what you want.
"Should we?" you ask.
"Yeah," he nods.
And that's how you end up in Seungmin's bed again, this time with your legs wrapped around his head as his tongue abuses your cunt.
"You know," Seungmin pauses in the middle of eating you out. "I really liked my gift," he kisses your inner thigh. "But I think I like this a little more," he grins and dives in again, proceeding to make you come not once, not twice, but three times.
-
Now that's how you find yourself in your current situation. After the second time sleeping together, you and Seungmin decided to talk it out. Like adults.
Ultimately, you decided that you could be coworkers with benefits. A mouthful, but it works best for your situation. You agreed to act as you normally would at work, friendly and polite and if one of you ever needed the other, you could help each other. Your job was stressful and kept you busy, so it's not like you had many other options. Besides, Seungmin was cute and good company, he understood the importance of your job, and you already knew he could give you one hell of an orgasm. It was the perfect plan.
The first couple of times hooking up with Seungmin were a bit awkward. Sex with him was a lot different when alcohol wasn't in the mix. Not in a bad way; most of your confidence had come from liquid courage - likewise with Seungmin - so you felt a little naked navigating this straight on. Still, you learned that Seungmin could actually be really sweet and was a bit more communicative during these intimate moments together.
It was fun for the both of you, exploring each other's bodies and your own as time went on. You tried a lot of kinks with Seungmin that you both were interested in. He had always made you feel comfortable and safe. It was a nice change to the Seungmin you once knew.
Things were different at work too. Small things, but noticeable if you were looking for them. He'd usually arrive to work before you did, an extra coffee cup in his hand with your name on it. Your team usually went to lunch together. He'd sit next to you and hold his hand out, offering some of his food to you and vice versa. If you were having an issue while preparing for a case, he'd quietly come behind your desk and help you resolve it. He had even started walking you to your car after work despite his car being parked on the other side of the lot because you mentioned you were scared once. Small things, but they made a world of difference for you.
You had tried your best not to catch feelings for him, but the closer you got to him (in both sense of the word), it was hard to ignore it. Still, you kept quiet, not wanting to scare him away. You still had your doubts, your mind always wondering back to the very first time you slept together. He hadn't mentioned anything about that night and neither have you, but you think about it from time to time. He had been so eager to get you out of his apartment - so focused on keeping it between the two of you - not that you would tell anyways. Okay, maybe you would tell Mina but otherwise, it would have been kept quiet. He almost seemed ashamed and embarrassed that it had happened. But surely things were different now, right?
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Seungmin hated to admit that for once in his life, Changbin was right. He did need to spice up his life. As crude as it may sound, sleeping with you might have been one of the best things to ever happen to him.
The very first night it happened was absolute bliss. It felt like he had finally relieved the stress he had been harboring for far too long. But then the next morning he had been hit with something akin to regret. Not because the sex was bad but because he had crossed a line that he never thought he would.
When Changbin had called and he had realized you were still there, Changbin couldn't believe Seungmin had actually done it. He also couldn't believe that Seungmin had basically kicked you out so unceremoniously. He definitely heard an earful from Changbin. But he didn't know what to do - suddenly it felt like he had put everything he had worked hard for in jeopardy. Once he had completely sobered up he had realized how much of an asshole he had been but he couldn't go back on it. You were long gone and he didn't have your number, so the only thing he could do was wait until Monday.
Monday came and went and you pretended like nothing happened, so he did too. It was the best thing for the both of you. An office romance would just never work. Dating his coworker? When has something like that ever worked out well?
The idea of an office romance was unappealing to him - it was something like a forbidden romance. Sneaking behind people's backs, pretending like things were normal when they weren't, not being able to express himself in the only way he could - not to mention potentially getting fired. Yeah, there was just no appeal to him. He had to make sure that as tempting as you were - something like this would never happen again. But then it did.
When he walked into the company's Christmas dinner and spotted you in your pretty, off-the-shoulder red dress, smiling brightly as you waved at him, he had felt something a bit too close to butterflies. But then he saw you sitting next to Yunho who was looking at him with a smirk on his face and Seungmin's smile dropped. He waved curtly then searched for his friends, relief hitting him when he spotted Minho, Chan and Jisung sitting together at a table far away from you.
He joined the trio and soon after Wooyoung set a cup down in front of him, urging him to drink. Seungmin, who had been watching you and Yunho the entire time, downed the drink to relax himself. Seungmin wasn't usually the jealous type, but watching you with Yunho evoked something ugly within him.
The night seemed to drag on and he honestly couldn't wait for the gifts to be exchanged so he could make an excuse to leave and maybe jerk off to the memory of you in that dress.
That was until you came over to ask him about his gift and then Sangyeon held the mistletoe over the both of you and he realized then he had to make a decision. Feeling your lips against his sealed the deal and he knew he had to have you at least one last time.
When you didn't deny and kissed him back he felt over the moon. And then he got to take you home and explore your body so intimately and he felt proud that no one else would have you in the way he does now. Until he remembered that you weren't his and he wasn't yours.
Then when your arrangement began he finally started to understand why people enjoyed office romances so much. It was the small things. Seungmin tried to be nonchalant about his growing affection towards you, performing small acts of service just because seeing the small smile on your face made him that much happier. Maybe it was having sex on the regular, maybe he just enjoyed your company, but Seungmin really felt better when he was with you, the small concerns he would have at the back of his mind melting away when you were together.
He had hoped that he was reading the signals correctly, because he was hoping you liked him too. Seungmin had once mentioned how pretty you looked in a red lipstick you were wearing one day, and soon he began to notice you wearing it more often. You would keep extra pens and sticky notes in your desk because as organized as Seungmin was, he somehow managed to misplace them. Whenever he would have to stay late, you'd take Minho's spot and help him get through his stack so he wouldn't have to stay as long. One time, you even to a bakery together on a not-date and ever since, when you'd pass by that bakery on your way to work, you'd bring something for Seungmin as well. It was the small things, but it made a world of difference to him.
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"Can we talk?" you ask, sheets barely covering your chest as you turn to face him in bed. It's a Sunday morning but as of late it's not unusual to find you in his home. You had started staying the weekend, the both of you wondering why even go home when you'd receive a booty call and be right back there before you knew it.
"Yeah, of course," Seungmin sits up and runs a hand through his hair. Your eyes graze over him and even in his most natural state, Kim Seungmin is quite a sight. His glasses sit low on his face and his chest is exposed, covered in lovebites from earlier that morning. You want him so badly but you desperately need to get this off of your chest.
"I need to know something," you start.
He waits for you to go on. He looks concerned for a moment but quickly shields it, instead showing a face of indifference.
"The first time that we slept together... did you regret it? Do you now? Did I do something that made you uncomfortable?"
Seungmin knew that this would come up sooner or later. "Honestly, I did." Ouch. "but not because of anything you did. You know me, work has always been my first priority. I worked hard to get to where I am today and I was scared that if anything more were to happen between us, that things would end terribly. Not just for us but at my job too." You could understand Seungmin's concerns. You were new at the firm too and subsequently getting fired not long after joining would surely raise a few question marks for other firms.
"I understand, but I was really hurt by the way you all but kicked me out. We weren't exactly friends back then but I was hoping you'd at least be nice. To be honest, it really threw me off for a while because I wasn't sure if that was a regular thing for you."
"I'm sorry about that," he sighs. "I regret my behavior and I'm definitely not usually like that. Changbin-hyung had called while you were still there and I just couldn't believe I had actually done it. It was a lot to deal with in the moment."
"Speaking of him, how did he know my name back then?" you suddenly remember hearing what you now know to be Changbin's voice, repeatedly calling your name through the phone that first night you had slept with Seungmin.
He blanches. "I should be honest with you," he takes a deep breath, exhaling slowly. "Changbin-hyung had suggested that I sleep with you in the first place." Okay. You should be mad, but more than that you're just confused.
"How did Changbin know who I was?"
"I was on the phone with hyung and Felix and they were talking about how I need to ~spice up my life~ and get laid - I know how that sounds -" and so he recounts the story of Changbin inadvertently setting you up together.
"I understand if you're upset. I don't want you to think I'm just sleeping with you now because of him or something,"
"Well, is there another reason?" Seungmin wasn't expecting that.
"Uh- what?"
"Is there another reason you're sleeping with me?" you repeat.
"U-uh, no?" he stammers. It's a rare sight to see Seungmin so cute and confused and you're enjoying every second of it. "I just- it's because I like you. Not like you, like you- but,"
"So you don't like me?" you clarify.
"No, I do, it's just- wait a minute." he stops to take a breath and organize his thoughts all the while you're giggling in front of him.
"Is this funny to you?" and for a second you think you've upset him. "you're not mad?"
"I'm not mad," you confirm. "if I'm being honest, Mina did the same as Changbin so I guess we're in the same boat," you shrug nonchalantly.
"Really?" he pauses. "so does that mean she knows?"
"I haven't said anything but I'm sure she has a hunch."
"Yeah, I think Minho-hyung might know too," he adds. "I just hope Wooyoung-hyung doesn't know."
"Yeah, I think the less he knows, the better." you both nod in acknowledgement.
After a moment of silence, Seungmin speaks again. "So, does this mean you like me too?"
"Mhm," you smile sweetly. Seungmin smiles back and as always, his worries melt away. Without anymore words, he leans in, the both of you smiling softly as you peck each other's lips. A peck that turns into a kiss that turns into making out and once again, Seungmin's hands are wandering your body.
"Hm, I'm starting to think you only like me for my body," you laugh between kisses, no real malice in your words.
"I mean that's a plus when you look and sound as pretty as you do, but sadly, I like your personality too," he kisses your neck, marking you as his for once and for all.
"Hey! What do you mean sadly?" you smack at his arm when you realize what he said. He doesn't respond, just laughs as he makes his way down your chest and between your legs.
"If you want I can make it up to you right now," he suggests. He settles inbetween your thighs and pecks the inner corners and crevices as he makes his way closer to your core.
"I think this is the only way you can make it up to me," you moan as Seungmin licks a stripe up your core.
He sure did a good job of making it up to you.
Something both you and Seungmin realized in this moment is that your love didn't need to be loud to be heard. Your fears were nothing more than your insecurities rising to the surface but you could conquer them together. Things will be alright so long as you're honest with each other and willing to do the work. And you are because being with each other evokes something in you that took entirely too long to find.
Being together feels like home.
