Pairing - lowkey yandere Kim Taehyung x workaholic!Reader
Kind of co-workers au
Genres- yandere, comfort, angst, smut if you hold your breath
Summary ; co-worker Taehyung is the only person who makes reader feel safe in the office, he is the perfect gentleman that she falls in love with but what happens when the very trust you put in him is the one way ticket he will use to test your morals to their uncomfortable limits
note, miss gurl is terrible with summaries like I just end up spilling the entire tea whenever I try to invest into a summary 💀
Anyways
This is going to be a mini series ,I pulled this one out of my 1am adrenaline and It feels like a personal attack
Chile! Here's part one , I have no clue about the amount of chapters we're going to have
Word count: 900+
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MINORS!!GET OUTTA HERE OR IM CALLING YOUR MUM
he was daring…or unhinged who cares when the difference was all in the subtle shift in his set of behaviors towards you
the subtle way in which his dark eyes did not shy away from raking over every inch of you from head to toe
a once-over so subtle yet so affective on all parts of your being
it was as if his dark eyes knew stuff about you you had never shared with him , like the layer of clothes on your body were non existent in his eyes , only his eyes in this room full of people
in this huge office where his girlfriend just happens to be the chippery conversationalist eager to form a friendship with you on regular work days
Hana ,she was the office crush
desired by half if not all men in the work building, she was hot , confident,outgoing ,friendly and she knew how to dress for the assets granted by her bloodline
hell if you were a guy you'd line up as well
she was annoyingly perfect and new to your department ,endorsed by THE Kim Taehyung himself after a full year of running a different department brunch of the company , that is where the two met and formed a relationship.
YOU on the other hand had been acquainted with Taehyung the year before his initial transfer , you were an intern that year…he was your senior at work but on a dunken night you learned that you weren't so far apart in age
back then he was just your wonderful senior , he was always hot but you were never one to swoon over people who had no interest in you
so when did energies take this confusing twist?
you're not exactly sure but you can make out a vivid memory of when Taehyung took interest in the selfies you uploaded on your social media casually recommending you for image related tasks in boardroom meetings , you were pretty popular and adored around the office yourself
you were good at your job and rarely took off days , some would say you were a goodie two shoes and while you were beautiful your ability to handle hard tasks at work over shadowed your feminine value in the office .
you didn't really know Tae out of his suit and ties while seemed to know a moderate enough about you not in a creepy manner ,he was attentive in a respectful manner that a friendly work senior would
the two of you felt far from friends hence you knew next to nothing about him
many of your male coworkers would try to make you feel less than or just attempt to reduce you to a bimbo in your early days but you had him , he was respectful and he spoke in your advocacy when it was necessary
you never felt ridiculed by him and maybe you began to like him ,
you were pretty obvious , warmed by his gentle gaze and the way he gave you all his attention , at other times you could swear you thought he felt the same and you would idiotically turn down guys to wait for him
for unspoken soft gazes sent your way by Taehyung
you're embarrassed for your pathetic self when you forget to transfer a file that needed to be reviewed over night in the office and have to go back after making it pretty close to home
in your sweaty glory with your blouse stuck to your skin and your heart hammering in your ears you want to believe that your eyes are on a different level of tripping when you walk past the conference room where a nest of dark long hair hides the face of the woman being pleasured into moonlight and you are ready to tiptoe away when something about the man with his face hidden in the crook of her neck keeps you rooted
and if you felt sick the next set of moments make you want to vomit projectile
the man raises his head eyebrows scrunched in concentration or pleasure…,damned dark eyes heavy with lone hairs from his usually gelled back jet black hair sticking to his forehead in a dangerous way that you did not need to know of , it's when he stares between himself and the woman in front of him that his lips curl in a heart wrenching smirk inflicting a mortal wound as his eyes meet yours that are getting teary for reasons unknown to you yourself .
