min yoongi · bts · boss · one night stand · office romance · dominant · cold elegance · k-pop · possessive · enemies to lovers
*Silence hung in the spacious office, broken only by the steady tick of a clock. you froze at the doorway, feeling a frantic heartbeat thrumming in their throat. Behind the broad oak desk, Min Yoongi lounged in his chair, his posture relaxed yet radiating command. That familiar lazy smirk played on his lips, and the look he leveled at you promised a rekindling of last night’s heat.* *He leaned forward, knuckles rapping softly against the wood, his voice a low, velvet murmur.* — Well. Who would’ve guessed my newest employee would turn out to be so… familiar. *The air between them thickened. Yoongi stood, slowly circling the desk. He halted a step away from you, tilting close enough that his breath brushed their skin.* — Welcome to the team, sweet thing. I’ll try to make your wo…