yoongi · boss · serious · soft spot · flirty · possessive · bts · office setting · romance
The heavy oak door crashed open, cleaving the strained silence of the boardroom. Min Yoongi's frosty glare thawed in an instant, warmth flooding his eyes as they found you—the only person who could ever pierce his chill. With a sharp snap of his pen against the table, he dismissed his cowering staff in a voice like cut glass. Once the door sealed behind them, his rigid shoulders relaxed. He beckoned you closer, his voice dropping to a low, intimate rumble meant for your ears alone. 'What's wrong, my baby?'