Trope: Enemies with Chemistry
Pairing: spy!jay x spy!female reader
Synopsis: You’ve always despised Park Jongseong - not because of the attention he’s garnered for his exceptional performance within the agency, but because of the burning jealousy within a small part of yourself that feels he doesn’t deserve such recognition. For as long as you’ve known Jay, you’ve concluded that he’s nothing but a careless jerk that’s always excessively clubbing and only managed through his multitude of missions by sheer luck. When the time comes for the both of you to be partnered up for a crucial mission, will such feelings change or will the heart harbor something entirely different?
Warnings: inappropriate language (cursing), explicit mature content - smut (MDNI), dry humping, sexual intercourse, unprotected sex (don’t even think about it), cream pie, mentions of slight violence and Jay is somewhat of an annoying prick
Mishi’s Thoughts: I love a good enemies to lovers situation so I truly tried my best to write well for this one. Not much to say but I hope you all love it! Oh it’s rather long, I feel like it’s shorter than Heeseung’s though so take note. Once more interactions are valued so please please please follow, like, comment and reblog if you enjoyed this. It’ll inspire me so much! I did proofread this fic before posting so any mistakes that you may find are probably what I potentially missed. Taglist is open for Jake’s upcoming fic as well! Also, gentle reminder this is purely fictional and is in no way connected to the person I’m writing about in real life. Thank you so much for reading!
“Where are you princess?” Jay’s deep voice rang out into your ear through the micro-spy earpiece. You listened over the light orchestrated music and faint chatter of guests surrounding you.
You were standing casually by the grazing table, sipping on a flute of champagne. Completely calm as your gaze scanned over the heads of the guests at the charity gala you and Jay were assigned to attend for the sake of an important mission.
“Stop calling me that,” you muttered while sipping on your drink.
You then added, “Grazing table.”
Jay’s now confused voice reverberated in your ear again, his question pissing you off further. As if it wasn’t enough the two of you had to work together tonight. Thanks Director Lee. You just wanted to get this over with.
“No I won’t princess. The nickname suits you. But where are you? Come again?”
“The table with all the finger food, Jongseong,” you let out an irritated sigh with an annoyed huff.
You rolled your eyes when you heard that infuriatingly deep, now calmer chuckle of his through your earpiece. You were so sick of this.
When his taller, handsome frame finally came into view amongst a few guests standing nearby - his toned body effortlessly clad in a well-tailored suit. Jay immediately froze when his eyes landed on you.
Standing a few feet away, you could clearly see him staring at you shamelessly and with obvious awe. It certainly surprised you but you didn’t appear fazed as you kept up your composed expression.
He finally stepped closer, seemingly overcoming his shock and looking you up and down in a way that made you want to slap him senseless.
“Damn princess. You didn’t have to go all out,” he teased lightly as he grabbed a flute of champagne for himself from a passing waiter carrying a tray full of them.
You were in a long strapless, off the shoulder dark red dress - ruched up in various places and pulled tight at the waist by a corset bodice, which only further accentuated your figure. Your hair perfectly styled and your makeup flawless.
You could tell Jay wasn’t complaining at the view at all. Even appearing to be quite distracted. Especially with that long slit up the left thigh’s side of your dress.
You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms, twirling a strand of your styled hair cascading down your shoulders just to taunt him further.
You were well aware of how extravagant the dress was that the agency made you wear for the gala. The sight had turned heads when you arrived and you could still feel people’s stares on you.
“Is that all you care about? Maybe focus on what we actually have to do and get this over with,” you muttered softly so only he could hear.
“Why the rush? I think I’m quite enjoying this gala tonight.”
His eyes still never left your body as he leaned against the table, sipping on his champagne.
“We got all the time in the world and we still have to act like an actual couple now don’t we? So, might as well get started.”
He extended his palm out to you at those words and you tensed up, already reading into his silent question.
“No.” You looked away, rejecting without missing a beat.
“Oh come on princess. People will get suspicious if they see me like this you know,” Jay prompted as he still kept his hand out for you to take.
You shot him a sarcastic glance, eyeing his hand thoughtfully as you responded in a mocking voice.
“Like what? A begging puppy next to me?” You could hardly fight the smirk creeping up on your glossy red lips.
Jay just scoffed under his breath while setting his half-finished champagne on the table beside him. Before you knew it, he had an arm firmly around your waist as he guided you towards the circle of dancers in the center of the beautifully decorated hall.
He didn’t even let you stumble in the silver designer heels you were wearing while pulling you, as you both somehow got into position on the dance floor.
Your hands instantly found his broad shoulders, whereas his hands grabbed your waist, holding you firmly as he skillfully guided your bodies in sync to the classical music playing.
You seethed under your breath, glaring up at him, “What the-?”
Before you could even finish your sentence, Jay cut you off by dipping his head down.
His lips brushed yours lightly as he murmured against them, startling you as your body froze.
“Target is in sight. He’s watching you.”
Your kept your eyes glaring straight up into Jay’s, trying your best to remain composed and fight the reaction his breath with yours made your body.
You didn’t pull away. Because that could potentially ruin everything and instead retorted, your lips brushing his still.
“So? Doing this is so unnecessary.” You huffed out.
“You’re not rejecting it though. Besides, I just don’t like the way he’s looking at you.”
“Like a piece of meat,” he added under his breath, in a darker tone that you couldn’t really decipher.
You glanced around the hall as you both swayed lightly to the music - bodies in sync. You eventually caught the not-so-subtle stare of a middle-aged man in the distance, amongst what appeared to be a rather large group of bodyguards.
You didn’t keep your gaze on the target for long as you turned to look back up at Jay.
“He sees me with you so I doubt it’ll be a problem right? He probably thinks we’re a couple or something,” you tried to reassure, but if anything you were only comforting yourself.
“You think he cares about that? This is Yoon Kang-dae we’re talking about. He’s the leader of one of the biggest gangs in the country at the moment princess. So yeah I doubt me as your supposed boyfriend would stop him.”
You frowned up at him as you muttered, “If you’re thinking to abort the mission because of that man’s stupid eyes that he can’t keep in his sockets - then you’re the most ridiculous spy I have ever met Park Jongseong.”
Jay merely laughed at that, though you could feel his grip on your waist tighten.
“There’s a reason I’m one of the best spies in AISA, princess. You trust me don’t you?”
You scoffed, fingers gripping his suit jacket tighter.
He chuckled softly, not listening as his hands snaked down towards your ass, not squeezing but resting there. His eyes were burning holes into the older male’s and you swore you caught something like possessiveness in his gaze.
“Jay!” You could only gasp as he pressed your body firmly against his, your bodies still subconsciously moving to the sound of the music. Jay’s attention suddenly snapped back to you. He had tensed up, making you pause yourself. However, both of you were still dancing smoothly amongst the others, neither faltering for a second or it might blow your covers.
You hastily continued, just so that he doesn’t point out that you used his nickname for the first time ever, “Um yeah so same plan right? Split up and you trail after him to get video evidence of the shady substance deals he’s doing with the other prims in here and I head to his office and look for documented evidence, deal?”
Jay nodded, his head tilted at you as he eyed you intently.
“Let’s wait for him to leave and then we move out.”
It was past midnight when things finally started getting intense.
You and Jay had stopped dancing a while back - with you claiming your heels were hurting your feet. Instead, you two were hovering near the grazing table again, somehow managing to strike up easy conversation while keeping an eye on Yoon. Jay however, had other plans as he was constantly snacking on finger food.
You rolled your eyes when you noticed him reaching for some weird looking block of cheese next. Smacking his arm and nearly making him drop the snack with a yelp - you scolded, “Do you have no shame? What if you get poisoned from that?”
Jay huffed, savoring his cheese without a care in the world, “Oh relax princess, this is a charity gala not some death show. Who’d be that stupid to put poison in finger food at a public event?”
“I’m not talking about that kind of poison Jongseong, I’m referring to natural food poisoning. Look at the condition of that thing you just ate.” You remarked as you scrunched up your face in disgust.
Jay smacked his lips, reaching for another treat, a mini brownie by the looks of it and you slapped his hand away immediately.
He turned to look at you with an offended glare but you weren’t focusing on him anymore, your gaze averted elsewhere.
“Fuck he’s gone,” you mumbled out, eyes swiftly scanning the people in the hall still.
“What? Already? But I just looked at him and he was-”
You groaned, already straightening up and adjusting your dress as you cut him off.
“Does it matter? He’s gone now and it’s all because of your greediness,” you huffed out angrily, not even bothering to look back at him as you moved to leave the gala.
You called out before disappearing out a side door nearby, which lead on to the winding corridor of the estate’s manor, “Let’s go.”
You two got into focus quite easily. All fun and banter set aside for the moment as you split up and followed through with your initial plan - only now Jay needed to hunt for Yoon before he could obtain any sufficient and strong evidence.
You headed up the winding staircase leading from the foyer of the manor, leaving the peaceful ambiance of the gala. Thankfully, the staff and guests were too caught up with the event to even bat an eye or notice intruders roaming around in restricted areas. Jay on the other hand, decided to scour the first floor to perhaps find Yoon and his potential clients.
You had already memorized the security cameras’ and patrol teams’ blind spots beforehand, so it wasn’t difficult for you to find Yoon’s office. Before entering you spoke to Jay, finger on the ear piece as you muttered, “Security cams in the office have been disconnected already right?”
“Mhm, Riki did a while back,” Jay’s voice responded easily.
You acknowledged the response and didn’t continue small talk - not wanting to distract yourself or Jay. So, you quickly slipped inside the office and immediately began hunting for incriminating evidence that could be used to throw Yoon in jail for good. This mission was particularly important because previous AISA spies have tried to thwart his criminal activities, but to no avail.
It was up to you and Jay now.
Using the small, indiscernible pocket knife you had hidden between your chest, the strong blade managed to pull open all the locked drawers of Yoon’s desk and even his safe after you found it. Turns out he’s awful at hiding stuff.
“Bingo.” You muttered to yourself as you scanned through all the files hidden within - a triumphant expression on your face, until Jay’s voice suddenly broke through the peace in your ear.
“Uh- princess? We got a problem.”
You paused, listening carefully and could’ve sworn you heard running footsteps and gunshots in the background over the ear piece.
“What did you do Jongseong?” Your voice was low and even, trying to contain the anger and panic as you realized what was happening as you whisper-yelled at him.
“N-nothing really. I swear it’s not- Ah!” Jay yelped between hurried breaths. Looks like someone got discovered.
“Just- abort okay?! I repeat - ABORTT!!” You could hear Jay screaming as he ran and the thought of it was exceedingly comical to you.
You groaned, shaking your head at his dramatic response. You knew by now that if Yoon realized Jay was an unwanted intruder in his business, then he probably figured out he’d have an acquaintance too.
And it didn’t help that the target saw you with Jay dancing at the gala earlier. His patrol team was probably searching this manor thoroughly as your mind raced with these thoughts.
“I’ll meet you at the car. For the love of God please don’t get yourself killed Jongseong.”
You added after a beat, scrambling up all the files and documents you found necessary to easily convict Yoon, “And stop screaming in my ear it’s annoying. You sound like a blender full of marbles. Stupid ass.”
Jay was speeding down the highway leading off from the Yoon estate using the black, tinted sedan the agency provided for the mission. You were clutching your seatbelt for dear life, your eyes wide as Jay constantly twisted the steering wheel - the car swiveling from lane to lane recklessly.
“They’re gaining on us!” You yelled over the screech of tires as he narrowly avoided colliding into one of the cars driving ahead.
In the rear view mirror, you could clearly see the fleet of tinted SUVs picking up speed as they chased the sedan down the road.
“I know that, stop reminding me!” Jay retorted, his voice a bit higher from how terrified he was just like you.
You felt like your heart was in your hands, pulse roaring in your ears as you constantly shifted your gaze from the vehicles at the back to the highway at the front.
“What the hell did you do to make them so angry?” You demanded, body stiff as you clutched your dress tightly.
“Fuck I don’t know- look it’s nothing it’s so dumb.”
You groaned, massaging your temples.
“It can’t have been ‘nothing’ if they’re on our asses like we killed someone.”
You paused and snapped your head over to Jay, his face distorting into a panicked grimace.
“Please don’t tell me you killed someone, Jongseong,” you were practically pleading that he wasn’t that reckless. He couldn’t be. Top spy of AISA?
Jay just cleared his throat, refusing to answer you as his eyes focused on something straight ahead.
“Forget that, I got an idea.”
You let out a startled scream, clutching the dashboard now as Jay suddenly made a swift turn - rounding a corner and ending up on a dirt road leading off the highway. The car nearly toppling from the force of Jay’s driving.
The vehicles trailing behind didn’t anticipate that move and instead sped past for fear of crashing if they made a risky turn like that. It wouldn’t take long for them to reverse and follow you both though.
“What the fuck was that for?!” You yelled as you took in the thick, dense trees on either side of the narrow path. Everything was pitch black as the sedan’s headlights flashed over whatever was ahead.
The sounds of branches scraping against the exterior of the car along with the tires going over shrubs and bushes on the path echoing around you.
“Bought us time didn’t I? Let’s just hope we can hide and they’ll give up the chase.” Jay replied, his voice much calmer now.
Any minute now the vehicles could return, Jay turning off the headlights of the car after finding a good hiding spot and parking between a tiny clearing amongst the trees - barely large enough to fit the sedan properly.
You could finally let out a relieved breath, your surroundings enveloped in complete darkness as he cut the engine so no noise could be made.
You kept your voice low as you spoke, head leaning against the window, “Lee is going to kill you for mauling a company vehicle like this.”
Jay let out a quiet laugh and when you turned to look at him could barely see him because of the total darkness around you. Yet you had a good feeling he was smiling despite the turn of events.
“He’s the reason we’re in this mess in the first place. All he had to do was raid Yoon’s manor with a search warrant. This whole disguise situation as a waste.”
You chuckled at that, then remembered why you both were here in the first place.
“I mean that’s why we’re spies right? Seriously though what the hell did you do?”
He shook his head even though knowing you could barely see.
“That’s a story for another day princess,” he murmured, clearly not wanting to talk about it just yet.
“But you didn’t kill him right?”
His voice trailed off, “Noo- but wait, actually in a sense-”
He groaned finally giving in - although just slightly.
“Okay okay fine. I didn’t exactly kill him but I did shoot him. If he bleeds out he technically does die, but yeah.”
You stared at him in the dark, flabbergasted.
“Yep, Lee’s definitely going to kill you,” you managed out.
Jay tried to refute, “Listen in my defense-”
You cut him off, letting out a disbelieving laugh, “That’s the thing though, you didn’t shoot him because of self defense did you?”
Jay immediately fell silent at that, contemplating his answer.
“Yeah, you’re screwed. Company policy says you’re not supposed to shoot unless they’re a threat to you. A life or death situation.”
Jay let out an exasperated sigh, “You’re really not going to let me finish are you princess?”
You crossed your arms - sliding down a bit further in your seat, getting comfortable as you continued mockingly, “Seems like I’ll be best agent now.”
“I’ll explain to Lee later when we get back don’t worry. There’s no way I’m letting this get me a suspension. I’m better than you princess you gotta admit that by now. Besides it was just by his hip he’ll be finee,” Jay drawled, seemingly unfazed and uncaring about what he did.
You didn’t get a chance to respond when you caught a flash of headlights in the distance on the path ahead, your heart almost stopping.
Jay noticed it too and immediately unbuckled his seatbelt.
You didn’t hesitate, unbuckling yours as well while you climbed on to the center console. Ready to carefully slip into the backseat - being cautious because of how uncomfortable your dress and heels were, you let out a soft yelp when Jay wrapped his arms around your waist, using his body to push you both on to the car’s backseat floor.
You couldn’t even yell or utter a word at him as he clapped a hand over your mouth firmly. Your eyes went wide but you didn’t make a sound - taking in both of your positions as the headlights drew closer and the faint rumble of engines from vehicles approached.
Jay was hovering over you, body pressed firmly against yours. You could feel every inch of him and you tried your best not to think too much about it. Though your mind was beginning to spiral.
The backseat floor was extremely cramped - especially for a broad man like Jay, so it felt like his presence was practically consuming you, his scent the only thing your nostrils could register as he surrounded you. He was pretty much hugging you tightly to him and damn it did he smell really good.
His free arm remained tightly around your waist, sliding down after a few minutes to rest on your right thigh over your dress - where he knew your gun was strapped to after bolting into the car earlier as he sped off by Yoon’s estate.
The beams of flashlights suddenly drew closer and bounced off the barks of trees around the sedan. You could hear the faint murmur of Yoon’s men as they circled the vehicle, dead leaves and dry grass crunching under the surface of their boots.
Jay shifted his position, intending to use his broad back in his black suit jacket to shield you both from detection - lying flat against you now.
You both held your breaths as the brightness of the beams illuminated your faces in the dark from the sheer force of them. Thankfully, because the car was heavily tinted and the engine was off, it appeared that the men were beginning to think you guys had abandoned the sedan and fled.
One ray gleamed directly into a backseat window, another shining through the windshield. You tensed up even more against Jay, praying they wouldn’t detect you both. Your eyes met his directly as his gaze bore into yours, something in his eyes beginning to calm you.
“Clear!” You heard one of the men shout in the distance as the beams withdrew, growing dim by the minute as the men retreated.
You both waited until you heard the hum of the vehicles’ engines become fainter - until it was dead silent in the otherwise empty forest.
Jay didn’t move just yet, slowly removing his hand from your mouth. The position you both were in somehow made you feel a bit awkward and you cleared your throat turning your head away.
“You can get off of me now.”
Jay didn’t respond staying silent for a long minute, instead he simply buried his face against the exposed crook of your neck, making you freeze. Your body trembled slightly at the ticklish sensation on instinct.
“Shh,” he cut you off calmly - body completely relaxed over yours, his voice and breath hitting your skin which sent shivers down your spine.
You were rendered speechless for a moment, uncertain of what to say. In turn, Jay only nuzzled further against your neck, humming lightly with content against your skin. He wasn’t acting like the Jay you knew at all.
“You smell good,” he murmured, almost instinctively as he inhaled deeply.
You rolled your eyes, fighting a smile as you reached up and smacked the back of his head.
“Get off me Jongseong,” you demanded, though your voice was a tad softer than the usual annoyed tone you had while regarding him.
He groaned softly, “You’re no fun princess.”
He pressed a quick, light kiss to the base of your throat, making you stiffen as he pulled away. Effortlessly sitting up on the backseat and climbing back into the driver’s seat in front, he called back to you - still rooted to the spot while curled up on the sedan’s floor.
“You staying down there or what?”
“You gonna tell me how your mission went with Jay or what?” Yunjin asked for what felt like the hundredth time as you waited for her to finish getting ready.
You both were heading to one of the top clubs in the city to celebrate the success of your difficult mission partnered with Jay. Thanks to the documents you acquired, the government convicted Yoon easily and he ended up being sentenced to prison for life along with his substance ring and gang falling apart. The law holding all involved by mention of evidence, accountable as well.
Director Lee had organized the celebration party as he was extremely proud of the work you and Jay pulled off - and managed to survive too upon hearing about the high speed chase you two were involved in.
You were leaning against her bedroom wall, groaning to yourself at your best friend’s question as you watched her apply her makeup. Dressed in a sleeveless dark grey top that accentuated your figure and a short light grey miniskirt, you had accessorized your outfit with a black and gold belt hung loosely around your hips along with knee length black heeled boots.
“I told you it went fine, Yunjin,” you responded dryly.
“Besides it clearly went perfectly if Lee decided to go so far as to rent out a club. I told you multiple times in detail how it went.”
Yunjin chuckled under her breath as she applied her mascara, remarking slyly, “Doesn’t seem like just ‘fine’ to me. You’re even more jumpy than usual whenever I mention Jay.”
“And I know it’s not because you hate him, don’t lie to me,” she quickly added as you were about to open your mouth and argue against her words.
“You’re overthinking it. It was just one simple mission with that freak and as usual he was just being annoying the entire time.”
“He’s been eyeing you more than usual lately. And if you ask me it’s not really to tease you like before. There’s gotta be something going on with you two that has nothing to do with hate,” she replied, shooting you a quick glance.
You tensed up at that, your mind flashing back to the events of the previous night - even though nothing exactly happened per se, it was just harmless flirting from Jay. Or was it?
You cleared your throat, looking away immediately - a nervous habit Yunjin knew you had all too well, as you added hastily while flinging your hands dramatically, “Who Jay? Absolutely not. It’s only been one day since the mission. That’s not reason enough. Besides he’s this arrogant player, there’s no way he’s whatever you’re trying to imply because of me.”
Yunjin laughed, applying her favorite lippie before commenting, “He doesn’t really seem to care much about his admirers these days come to think about it. I don’t remember the last time I heard him gloat about himself since you two returned. And you know how dramatic he is.”
You scoffed, “The mission ended last night, Yunjin.”
She shrugged lightly as she fluffed her hair and took a once over of herself in her mirror before she deemed herself ready to leave, responding casually, “Fair enough. I guess only time can tell.”
She asked casually and you nodded not noticing her sly and knowing gaze as she took in your attire for the evening, following you out her bedroom.
The club was loud and stuffy when you both arrived. Mainly because of the multitude of trainees and agents dancing and drinking while having a good time tonight. Music blared through the large speakers lining the walls as you weaved your way through the crowd with Yunjin, occasionally flashing polite and strained smiles at people that recognized you and congratulated you on the successful mission.
Yunjin led you both straight to the bar as the crowd grew smaller, with only a few persons in groups littering the area while others lined the bar stools to order drinks.
You caught sight of Jay sprawled on a couch in a VIP booth nearby with his group of friends. They all looked like sights for sore eyes, from Heeseung all the way down to Riki. The only person that mainly caught your attention however was Jay - who didn’t notice you just yet.
And damn did he look fucking hot. He was lounging casually on one of the couches, swirling a glass of whiskey in his hand - classy and attractive at the same time. Wearing a simple buttoned black shirt - the first few buttons undone which exposed the faint skin of his smooth chest slightly, along with black slacks that covered his spread legs down to his ankles. His free hand was resting loosely on his thigh as he sipped his drink, calm eyes scanning the club until they eventually landed on you.
He raised his eyebrows, scanning your body from head to toe as his gaze lingered on the outfit you were wearing. His friends were all chatting away obliviously around him, but it felt like his eyes were burning holes straight into you.
He smirked slightly and eventually just raised his glass lightly at you before taking a sip. That same moment, Yunjin got your drinks and had returned back to you. She managed to catch the intense eye contact you and Jay were sharing as she nudged you to get your attention.
She teased lightly, “Go over there if you want to fuck him so bad. The sexual tension between you two is insane.”
You rolled your eyes, scrunching up your face in disgust and holding back the urge to shove her, “Shut the fuck up.”
She laughed heartily in your face as she took a sip of her drink, leaning against the counter of the bar as she scanned the club.
“Drunk idiots,” she muttered to herself.
“Couldn’t even wait for a toast to you and Jay. They just had to go and get high already,” she huffed.
“Where is Lee either way?” You asked as you looked around, trying to get a glimpse of your boss.
“Who cares? We’re here for a party not work. He’s unimportant.” Yunjin downed the rest of her drink, surprising you at her quick pace.
“I’m gonna go get another one, need a refill or not yet?” She gestured sarcastically to your untouched drink.
You grumbled under your breath, shooing her away and she laughed to herself, walking back to the bartender.
“Did anyone ever tell you how much of a nice ass you have princess?” A familiar and always so irritating voice suddenly mumbled into your ear behind you, making you yelp with a startle and almost spill your drink.
Jay laughed, “Careful there, don’t want to ruin that pretty outfit of yours.”
You rolled your eyes, whirling around to glare up at him, “Jongseong.”
“Princess.” He responded simply, amused eyes boring into yours.
He raised his eyebrows while listening to your demand, “What do you want now?”
“Wasn’t it obvious? I just said it,” he responded calmly, gesturing to your ass in your skirt and his tone began to piss you off.
“My ass is none of your business so stop looking at it,” you snapped at him, taking a long sip of your drink as a way to calm down.
He chuckled enthusiastically, enjoying riling you up.
“I can look where I want. You can’t tell me what to do.”
His voice dropped to a whisper as he leaned down, murmuring against your ear, “And you weren’t that opposed to me feeling it last night were you? I have to admit it was rather soft.”
You scoffed, cheeks flushing as you sipped on your drink again. Refusing to let his proximity get to you as you retorted, “You’re behaving like we fucked or something when all you did was grab my ass just for the sake of appearances regarding our mission.”
He shook his head, chugging the rest of his whiskey, “So technical and for what reason.”
“Loosen up a little princess, tonight’s for us either way,” he nudged you lightly before winking, sauntering over to the bar to get a refill of his drink while you stood there, dumbfounded.
It was then that you noticed Director Lee stepping up on to the stage at a corner of the club, lights moving to direct on the middle-aged man’s figure.
He stood there, tall and imposing in a posh suit and you rolled your eyes while smiling to yourself. Always overly sophisticated in moments that didn’t call for it.
His booming voice spoke into the microphone presented on stage already, “Greetings everyone.”
That caught the attention of the people in the club, all eyes directed on him. Pleased that he got what he wanted, Lee continued.
“I hope you’re all enjoying yourselves. Just a quick toast to celebrate the reason we’re all here tonight.”
His eyes scanned the crowd of bodies, as if looking for you two.
“Jay. Y/N. Can you both come up here please? With your drinks preferably.”
You let out a quiet groan under your breath - not too fond of being the center of attention. Nevertheless, you made your way over to the stage, people parting for you with pleased and drunken smiles. You could almost feel Jay’s looming presence behind you, following from the bar.
When you both stepped on to the stage, a round of applause and cheers broke loose. You made your way over to Lee, flashing him a warm smile to which he reciprocated with a curt nod to you and Jay.
You stood calmly on the stage as the director continued to speak, discussing the importance of the mission Jay and you went on the previous night. Along with how risky it was for both of us.
Jay had moved to stand beside you and you suddenly stiffened when you felt his arm drape casually around your waist. You didn’t dare look at him, your cheeks burning as you kept your eyes on the crowd down below. Jay on the other hand, had a smug smirk on his lips as he paid attention to Lee, clearly aware of the effect he was having on you.
His thumb stroked absentminded circles along the curve of your waist and you hated your body for eventually relaxing into it.
“A toast,” Lee’s voice broke your thoughts as he raised his glass, “To two of the best agents AISA has seen within this generation so far.”
Everyone else raised their glasses in unison, including you and Jay.
Suddenly, Lee smiled. You caught it. The faint curve of his lips upward. And you blinked, trying to process what you were seeing. Lee rarely smiled unless he was up to something. Or it could be that he was just really pleased with the work you and Jay did right?
“Also, to commemorate such fine work that they’ve both been doing so far, I have decided on something.”
You finally shot a glance at Jay, whose grip had tensed just slightly on your waist. He met your eyes, clearly just as confused as you while murmurs broke through amongst the other agents.
Lee smiled a bit wider, sensing the confusion as he continued calmly.
“It is my pleasure to announce that I have assigned Jay and Y/N as partners permanently. Not just for this last mission they had, but they will be working together from now on - a combined force - for every other mission that comes their way.”
Your heart dropped. Gasps and shocked mumbles echoed in your ears as you processed what the director just said.
You? Working alongside Jay? Fuck no.
Even Jay looked horrified. You could tell by the way his grip on your waist went completely slack. His expression aghast as he stared at a smirking Lee.
“Cheers agents!” Lee announced calmly, raising his glass to you both and taking a sip casually.
You and Jay barged into one of the club’s back rooms, following Lee. Both of you have been complaining to him since you stepped off the stage and it only pissed you off further that the director looked completely unfazed.
“I work solo, Sir!” Jay whined as he tried to convince Lee to change his mind.
“You could’ve assigned me with anyone else but you chose Jay?! This is ridiculous!” You added sulkily.
“Please change your mind, Sir!” You both were practically pleading with the older man.
Lee simply laughed while shaking his head.
“This is exactly why I think it’ll be good for you both to work together. You both need to set your differences aside.”
You widened your eyes, trying to act innocent.
“Differences? We have no differences. Jay and I are great friends aren’t we?” You nudged Jay, who straightened up and nodded in response.
Lee chuckled, “You two can’t fool me. I know a good pair when I see one.”
“With all due respect Sir, the only reason I agreed to work with Y/N on the Yoon case was because you said we had to play a fake couple.” Jay remarked.
“But other than that she’s a complete waste,” he added slyly, shooting you a glance. This man knew exactly how to rile you up.
You immediately started on him, whirling around.
“Excuse me? Who was the one that almost got his head blown off while running away from a bunch of Yoon’s men? Hollering like a screaming baby the entire time all the way to the car might I add!” You gritted your teeth at him.
Jay’s smirk faded slightly, “Oh please, it’s not like I would’ve gotten myself killed. I was overreacting for the fun of it.”
You huffed, crossing your arms, “Sure yeah. Fool around like an idiot in the middle of a crucial mission. You could’ve gotten both of us in serious trouble or even wound up dead!”
“Nonsense. I saved your pretty ass with my amazing driving skills,” Jay retorted, his arrogant tone frustrating you.
“That doesn’t change the fact that you had people chasing us in the first place because of some outrageous and unnecessary stunt you pulled! We’re spies for God’s sake, Jongseong! Not dramatic actors!” You yelled at him.
Jay raised his own voice in return, “You wouldn’t understand why I did it. Stop making me out to be a bad person when the mission literally went completely fine. We’re here and unharmed aren’t we?”
You frowned, “That’s supposed to make this all okay? I don’t want a reckless attention-seeking partner!”
Your eyes scanned the dimly lit back room, eyes adjusting to the contents of the area as you blinked not finding the director or hearing his voice anywhere. Of course, he probably slipped out when you two began arguing. Typical Lee.
Jay didnt seem to notice nor care as your insult had hit him deep. He instead yelled out angrily.
“I only shot him because of you!”
That made you pause, your eyes snapping up to his blazing ones. Confused, you managed out, “What?”
Jay seemed to realize what he said and for once in your life you noticed Park Jongseong looked nervous. He was fidgeting with his hands until he eventually shoved them into the pockets of his slacks. You weren’t sure if it was because of the glowing red lights in the room or your mind playing tricks on you, but was he also blushing?
He cleared his throat, tapping his polished black shoe lightly against the floor, “Nothing.”
“Don’t give me that, Jay. Spit it out. Why did you do it?” The anger in your voice was slowly dissipating.
Jay glanced sheepishly at his feet as he mumbled, “He was talking to his clients about you. It seems they all had their eyes on you that night.”
You frowned, listening while not saying anything.
“I overheard him. It’s like drugs weren’t that important to them at that moment. Only you were.”
You furrowed your eyebrows, “What do you mean by that?”
Jay let out an exasperated sigh, massaging his temples, “They were planning to take you from me Y/N. I couldn’t help it. The way they were talking about you. The things they wanted to do to you. I got so angry I-”
He took a deep breath, trying to remain calm.
“I know it wasn’t right for me to shoot him. But somehow he had photos of you from the gala and he was showing it to them. If you only heard the nasty things they were saying. I couldn’t help it. I had to.”
He added wryly, “And truth be told, I was aiming for his dick but oh well.”
That made you laugh. A light, airy sound that surprised both of you. Your amused eyes met his startled, widened ones, his cheeks flushed from his confession.
“Didn’t think you liked me so bad, Jongseong,” you teased lightly, no longer upset at him.
Jay rolled his eyes, his gaze boring into yours, “You know I could never hate you right?”
You hummed lightly, nodding.
“All you had to do was choke him or something for a bit you know,” you joked softly.
He laughed, shaking his head, “That wouldn’t have been enough trust me. Even just shooting him once didn’t calm me down. I wanted him dead.”
You rolled your eyes laughing, “You’re so damn dramatic.”
“Only for you princess,” he winked, both of you cringing at that.
“Partners?” You held out your hand for him to shake eventually.
Jay stared at your manicured fingers for a solid minute before he nodded. Grasping your hand, instead of shaking it, he used his strength to pull you closer. His free hand instantly cupped your face, soft lips meeting your glossy ones easily.
Your fingers intertwined with his and surprisingly enough, you let yourself melt into the kiss.
It started off sweet and hesitant at first, both of you trying to get familiar with the taste and feel of each other’s lips. Until, the kiss escalated, growing more passionate and intense as you snaked your arms around Jay’s neck, his own toned arms wrapping around your waist - crushing your body to his effortlessly.
You tilted your head slightly as the kiss deepened - a clash of tongue and teeth as you both made out.
He squeezed your hip, a silent gesture and you responded easily. Not breaking the kiss for a second, you walked backwards, knees hitting the edge of one of the couches in the back room. Jay carefully laid you down, hovering over you as his lips trailed down along your jaw - your head tilted to give him better access.
The sounds of both your ragged breaths echoed in the room, the bass of club music outside now faint and muffled to your ears. You could only think about one thing and that was Park Jongseong.
You let out a breathy gasp when his teeth nipped lightly at the sensitive skin of your neck, your body shivering. Your fingers tangled in his soft, thick, dark locks of hair while tugging slightly. Earning a muffled groan against your skin as he sucked a hickey along the edge of your collarbone.
Jay lifted his head, eyes boring into yours as a teasing smile played on his lips, “Where’s all that mouth you had now, huh princess?”
You rolled your eyes, shoving him off you as he fell back on the cushions of the couch with a surprised yelp. You then proceeded to climb on to his lap, legs settling on either side of his thighs as you straddled him.
Jay’s eyes went wide as his hands gripped your hips firmly, his gaze traveling along the sight of your body on top of him.
“Gorgeous,” he breathed out, as his lips found your neck again trailing searing kisses while you leaned your head back.
Your body began to feel all hot and bothered. The lighting in the room only adding to the intimacy of the moment. You griped Jay’s broad shoulders tightly, trying to ground yourself to reality instead of losing yourself to the moment too fast.
Your mind and body had two different ideas though. Because your hips jerked slightly against Jay’s, his lips pausing his work on your neck.
A soft chuckle escaped him as his breath hit your skin lightly, “Eager aren’t we?”
He reciprocated lightheartedly, your breath hitching when his hips lifted up to meet yours for a split second.
You grumbled softly, clearly desperate for him, “Tease.”
He laughed, “Just say you want me that bad princess. I’ll give you what you want.”
You huffed, stubborn as you rolled your hips against his, earning soft groans from both of you.
He shook his head, matching your pace and lifting his own hips to grind his clothed erection against your concealed core.
“Two can play that game princess,” he rasped out, both sets of breathing growing shallow as the grinding continued, sending pleasure straight down both your spines.
You purposely grinded a bit harder against the hard and obvious bulge in Jay’s slacks, resulting in him squeezing your hips as he let out a strained grunt.
His eyes snapped up to yours, blazing with desperation and need. His voice hoarse as he asked, “Can I?”
You nodded, lifting your hips slightly as he hastily unbuckled his belt, you doing the same so he can access your skirt better. He unzipped his slacks, tugging them down a bit on his thighs along with his boxers.
His thick cock sprung out and your mouth went dry at the sight. Long and leaky at the tip, with obvious veins pulsing on either side of it, Jay didn’t hesitate to rub himself lightly against your thigh while hiking up your skirt.
He groaned softly at the sight of your black lace panties, soaked with your arousal and clinging to your folds enticingly. You finally snapped out of your supposed trance at the sight of his cock and straightened up, prying his hands away from your panties.
Eager to take control, you shot him a glare and he just smiled while rolling his eyes. He gripped your thighs instead as you reached down tugging your panties aside exposing your bare pussy to his gaze before immediately sinking down on his cock. The stretch was painful, burning your walls as you took him in but you couldn’t care less. You were determined to prove you can handle him.
Jay let out a strangled moan, his head falling against the back of the couch, feeling how tightly you were squeezing him. His hands traveled up to grip your hips, thumbs subconsciously grazing against the fabric of your skirt while waiting for you to adjust to him.
He breathed out voice laced with concern, “God you’re so impatient princess. You doing okay?”
You nodded with a quiet whimper, fingers gripping his shirt tightly as your body finally relaxed and adjusted - letting him in completely and damn was he deep like this.
You rolled your hips lightly against his, a quiet gasp spilling past your lips at the friction and Jay took the cue, his own body responding.
The two of you set a slow and pleasurable pace together, bodies falling into sync. The sensational feeling made your eyes flutter shut as you began to moan and whimper - unable to hold back the way you felt, Jay’s own groans mingling with your sinful sounds.
His hands were steady on your hips sliding down to your ass, lightly guiding your body as you both moved. He thrusted up a bit harder than intended to meet your movements, resulting in a breathy whine of his name to leave your mouth.
Pleased, he picked up the pace, thrusting up into you as you began to bounce on his cock following him. You threw your head back - moaning and crying out in pure bliss while Jay’s hands snaked up, squeezing and massaging your breasts lightly over your top.
You were losing control of yourself and he felt it, your movements growing shallow against his quickened pace. He gripped your waist tightly and flipped you over easily, sprawled out on the couch as Jay began to pound into you from above, spreading your legs wider.
“Making you feel so good aren’t I?”
You were a moaning mess, unable to respond as he chuckled lightly between his own groans, “Still hate me princess?”
You whined out, nodding your head even though you both knew it was anything but, especially with the way he was fucking you so good.
Your eyes rolled back, body tensing up, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing in the back room along with your sweet cries and the breathiest whimpers that Jay only wanted to hear for the rest of his life.
“Close?” He rasped out with a smirk, as he shifted slightly - angling himself deeper into you, making you moan his name loudly.
You nodded, blindly holding on to his back, fingers gripping his shirt for dear life as you felt something in your stomach contract.
“J-Jay-” you tried to speak as your voice broke into a desperate moan right after.
“Mm?” He responded sweetly, eyes roving over how wrecked you looked like this as he thrusted up hard into you, hitting that sweet spot that made you see stars.
“It’s okay princess I got you, come on,” he coaxed softly, fingers reaching down to rub your clit which only overstimulated you further.
“F-fuck too much-” you didn’t get to finish as you came hard around him, screaming his name. Walls clamping down on his cock, squeezing him so tightly, you heard him moan with his own body tensing up. Your back arched off the cushions as your orgasm ripped through you.
Jay followed right after, shooting thick ropes of his release into you, both your bodies shuddering. Helping to ride through your highs together.
You lay there, dazed as you slowly recovered from your intense orgasm. Panting heavily as you remained sprawled out on the couch - clothes a mess on your body, eyes closed and swollen lips parted as you took deep breaths. He took in how amazing you looked wasted like this as he pulled out, watching your mixed releases dripping sloppily out of your spent hole with pure satisfaction.
Jay - being careful not to put too much weight on you, then slumped against your body. He rested his head lightly against your chest, listening to the rapid pace of your heartbeat.
He managed out while snuggling close to you, “Partners for life?”
You rolled your eyes, laughing breathlessly, “Oh shut up.”
He laughed heartily in response, arms snaking tightly around your body - clearing not wanting to let go.
And as your fingers subconsciously found his messy hair - stroking the soft locks thoughtfully, you realized that wasn’t such a bad idea.
“You’re paranoid” - Party Monster, The Weeknd
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