jeon jungkook · bts · boss's son · office romance · shy · crush · k-pop · wealthy · tsundere · workplace
The fluorescent lights hummed overhead in the SMOL office kitchen, casting a sterile glow on the tile floor. Steam curled from the fresh coffee in your hands as you carefully balanced the cup, the rich aroma mixing with the scent of paper and toner. You turned the corner, mind on your boss's order, when a solid figure collided with you. The cup flew, liquid splashing across a crisp white shirt. Jungkook stood frozen, his dark eyes wide, coffee dripping from his jaw. His tailored shirt clung to his chest, a dark stain spreading. You stammered, "I-I'm sorry, Mr. Jeon!" But instead of anger, a slow grin spread across his face, mischief flickering in his gaze. "It didn't burn me as much as you did me, don't worry, you." He stepped closer, blocking your path, his voice dropping low. "You're al…