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It’s like he’s been on a power trip since the day he was born. You hated him a lot and he probably hated you as well. But just because you hated the job doesn’t mean you sucked at it. You and Kim Taehyung had rarely had any run ins with each other at the office- since you avoid him so much but every single time you did. Oh boy. It was horrible.

He’d try to correct you even if you were right and if you dared to say something he would say stay stuff like,

‘If you don’t like how I run things you can go’

‘The door is over there’

‘I obviously didn’t get the memo of you being in charge’

And if he did find something wrong

‘How can you mess up something so simple’

‘Great now I have to take time out of my schedule and fix your mess’

Or simply

‘You’re an idiot’

You find yourself already ready, no surprise though. Same routine every fucking day but usually you wouldn’t be this riled up at the end of this so called daily routine. It’s only because of that imbecile.

You run your hand through your hair aggressively, you get so mad thinking about the amount of one liners he can use against you.

You walk through your decently sized apartment.

You were apart of a bigger magazine company so the pay was literally the only thing keeping you there.

Exiting out of your apartment you walk to the elevator, your purse in hand.

As the elevator dings, the doors slowly open to reveal the man you had just trash talked first thing in the morning.

Kim Taehyung.

You practically choked on your morning coffee and then slowly entered the elevator, avoiding eye contact.

When the hell-

How the hell-

There was no way you both lived in the same apartment without knowing.

"Y/N, you live in this building?", he asked.

You looked over at him quickly and mumbled "Yes".

Slowly, you lifted up your hand getting ready to press the button for the lobby but Taehyung swatted your hand away.

"I forgot something, I have to go back up", he said while clicking the penthouse button.

The fuck.

"You can wait right- thanks", he added the 'thanks' not even caring about anything you would have said.

You were going to be running late if he took more than a couple minutes to get whatever he forgot and he on the other hand would not.

Of course he lives in the penthouse- that was the reason you had never run into him since you moved in a couple months ago.

You peaked at his blurry reflection on the elevator walls and he stood tall and straight.

What a prick...

You scoffed louder than intended.

He looked over at you and you could feel his piercing eyes burn a hole in the back of your head.

"Something wrong Y/N?", he asked with not much care in his voice, it was more an aggressive tone.

Did he know that you had hated him? You hid it quite well at working-meaning you kissed ass all the time even if he called you 'stupid if you can't do this', or he questioned 'how you managed to get hired', and you swear on everything that he doesn't pay attention to how anyone else messes up and it's just stupidly aggravating and makes you want to have a mental breakdown every time you step foot into the office.

You spin around to face Taehyung.

Enough is enough, he can't treat you like he does in the office in your own apartment building.

"Actually there is-", you boldly state but are interrupted by the elevators ding, meaning you had reached the penthouse.

"Hold the elevator would you", he said and walked out into his fancy 'penthouse', you mimicked a fancy commercial you had seen advertising luxurious living.

The floors of the entrance were marble and accompanied by some dramatic overhead lighting and large floor to ceiling mirror, that's all you could see.

Damn it- you almost confronted him about being a complete and utter douche bag.

You face palm yourself.

Bad idea, really bad idea you repeated in your head as you mentally slapped yourself.

A couple minutes had passed and you were starting to get agitated- well- even more agitated than you were prior.

Should you just leave? Would you get into trouble?

You sigh.

This is unbelievable, you were debating if you should break away from something he said like he was your parent or something. It's not like he'll ground you, but there is a possibility that he'll treat you even more shittier at work.

Why? You have no clue.

You hear footsteps and for some reason you stiffen up and your posture is almost perfect.

Taehyung reappears and enters the elevator.

He's holding a folder containing whatever he's probably doing at work.

Using his other hand he uses his index finger to press the button for the garage. His hands were ridiculously pretty and you roll your eyes because that fits his character.

"Did you eat breakfast?", he suddenly asks and you look over him.

He looks over at you, making direct eye contact waiting for your answer.

"N-no", you answer and quickly look away.

That was unexpected.

There is an audible 'tsk' coming from Taehyung and he doesn't respond.

You stare at your reflection in the silver elevator doors a little confused.

The elevator ride was painfully slow, but then it came to a stop a couple floors down from your apartment floor.

There was a couple of people? A small class size- a herd of people, like 5-9 people waiting for the elevator.

Most of them smiled and then they started to move forward, into the elevator.

No way all of them are fitting in this elevator.

Unknowingly you find yourself moving backwards towards the corner and then your back hits something-

Taehyung.

You were practically squished against Taehyung.

They all managed to make their way into the elevator you once thought was stupidly large but now it suddenly felt small.

You hear Taehyung clear his throat signalling that he was uncomfortable.

A bead of sweat rolls down your forehead.

You don't know what to do.

There is nowhere to move.