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Enough was enough. The gifts were endearing but soon your co-workers would have questions. You stormed into your boss office, because you could.

“Mr.Kim I’m going to have to ask you to stop sending those gifts.”

Woobin looked up from his computer screen. “Mr.Kim?” He he shut his computer, leaned back in his chair giving you his full attention. “Why are you being so formal with me?” 

“Your my boss at work it’s called work etiquette Mr.Kim, you should try it.” 

“You didn’t seem to care about work etiquette at the New Years office party.” 

Your face flushed at the snipe and he had a point you didn’t hold back at all that night. It was  epic, explosive, orgasmic, but mostly unforgettable for the both of you. Hence the overwhelming gifts on your birthday..

 “It was one night Mr. Kim it should be filed away and forgotten.” 

“And what if I don’t want to forget?” He asked “What if I want another night?” 

What if your just toying with me. The thought tumbled threw your brain. Why would somebody like Kim Woobin want a woman like me. The truth is simple he wouldn’t. He’s probably tired of his usual women and decided to slum it for a while. 

“There can’t be another night Mr.Kim” He stood, walked around his desk and towards the door where you were currently standing.

 “Why not?” He asked standing so close all you had to do was reach out a hand to touch him. When you didn’t respond he asked “What are you afraid of?” Everything. “Nothing, I just don’t think it’s the smartest thing to do... again”

Woobin stared at you quietly assessing your facial features then cursed under his breath. “Your lying and it pisses me off” He grabbed you by the back of your neck and pressed his lips to yours. 

You fought at first, struggled to get out of his grip but then he did this thing where he used the tip of his tongue to trace the inside of your of your bottom lip. You melted into him pressing your body into his, entwining your finger in his hair. He pressed you into the wall, trapping you before pulling his lips away from yours. 

“You lied to me” he ground out nipping your ear “Dammit, tell me why you don’t want this?” He used the flat of his tongue and swept it across your neck  before gently sucking on it tearing a moan from your throat. 

“Why don’t you want us?” 

His last question gave you pause. You pushed at his chest, he gave you space accordingly. “What us?” You ask puzzled, running your hands through your hair. “I’m so confused, you’re confusing.” You pointed at him.

“How am I the confusing one?” Woobin leaned against his desk. “One minute you say you we shouldn’t hook up again, then as soon a I touch you. . .” He didn’t have to finish his thought because you already knew. You blew up, all Kim Woobin had to do was light a match and BOOM. 

“Because” you said exasperatingly “You’re you and I’m me, we’re like oil and water.” 

“More like lighter fluid and matches. Babe, your’re making excuses.” 

“I’m not” you protested stomping your foot. “and don’t call me babe.”

Woobin chuckled at you tantrum, you were so cute standing there with your  fist balled up in black work pants, and your disheveled blue button up shirt. Didn’t even notice all her top buttons are undone. He bit back another laugh “come here.” he held out a hand for you to take, when you didn’t take his offered hand he scowled. “Come here or I’ll come to you again.” 

You didn’t know if you could take another make out session so you advanced to him heedfully. Placing your hand into his he pulled you into his spreed legs, he wrapped his arms around your waist. he held you like that silently for a few minutes. 

“I want you exclusively (Y/N)” Woobin spoke softly. “I thought if I showered you with gifts you’d want me back.” You sighed resting your head on his chest. You took a deep breath inhaling his scent. Time to put my big girl pants on. 

“I do want you Woobin” His first named sounded unfamiliar because you’d never called him that except for that one night. “But I am kinda scared to be with you, to be seen with you.” 

This time Woobin took a deep breath bracing himself for rejection. “Why?” He felt compelled to ask. 

“Woobin” god I just love saying his name. “You’re this big shot CEO and I’m your employee. You have nothing to lose while I could lose everything , my heart included.” 

Woobin let out a breath of relief, you weren’t rejecting him... yet. “You sell yourself short babe.” He kissed your lips lightly then your forehead. He rested his chin on your head “Can we start slow?” 

“I’d like that.” You responded.

“Let me take you out to dinner tonight (Y/N)” he tipped your chin up with his thumb. Looking into your eyes he waited for your answer. “This is by far the most reasonable gift you’ve offered me today.” 

“So it’s a date?”