genre: soft angst, the beginning of an enemies to lovers, there was only one bed, coworkers
summary: The two of you could have comfortably have spent the night in a company paid luxury hotel. But no - Jaebeom was too stubborn for that. A storm and broken car later, you end up in the last room in a wayside motel. That had only one bed.
You should’ve known there would be only one bed. Everything else had gone wrong, of course, this would too.
The sun had set not too long ago and you knew your chances of getting rescue you from this disaster of a business trip - from him.
Im Jaebeom. The man that landed you in this situation in the first place.
Not that he would ever admit, of course, the man had too big an ego to ever admit to his own mistakes. Even in the face of all that could go wrong having gone wrong, Im Jaebeom wouldn’t be wrong. No, sir, the great Im Jaebeom could never be-
“Can you stop already?” sitting at the opposite edge of the bed situated in the middle of the unbelievably small room, Jaebeom wore an annoyed look on his face. Eyebrows knotted, forehead scrunched, the frown on his lips was starting to look angrier than annoyed. “You’ve made your point, you fucking hate me. Let’s move on.”
You didn’t hate him. Hate was a strong word and Jaebeom was treading a line unbelievably close to hate, but you didn’t hate him. He annoyed the shit out of you and made you want to pull your hair out after a single conversation with him - but you didn’t hate him.
“Would it really have killed you to stay put one night? At a hotel - a fancy hotel that was already paid for by the company?” you complained only to get a groan from the man in reply.
“We’re not doing this again.”
“No, of course not,” you were intended to go off again but your eyes met his and a chill ran down your spine. Meeting his glare with one of your own, you turned away, grumbling under your breath, “What Im Jaebeom wants, Im Jaebeom gets.”
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