pairing - fwb/coworker!yoongi x fwb/coworker!reader

summary - yoongi always found a way to get on your nerves. the fact that he's your coworker makes it so much worse. you both have to keep it a secret that he's the one who fucks your brains out every night.

warnings/context - teasing, tension, orange hair yoongi w glasses!!, public sex, club bathroom sex, p in v, oral (f), unprotected sex, cream pie, fingering, people walk in and out the bathroom and yall are not quiet!

word count - 4.9k

you hated your job.

working at a desk for 8 hours a day non stop was nowhere near your dream job.

the crippling back pain you receive from being hunched over a computer, planning meetings, answering the phone, and constantly carrying huge stacks of papers was killing you.

the only thing stopping you from quitting was the pay. it was decent but you're almost available to be promoted to a better job in the office. you've been working here for almost 4 years. you've seen coworkers come and go since it really wasn't the best place. your manager wasn't the greatest. he picks favorites and you just so happen to be on his list. but his most favorite coworker is yoongi. he loves that man like he's his son. he wasn't going to hire him at first because he doesn't allow people with hair dye to work here. somehow yoongi convinced him that his bright orange hair is natural! you have no idea how he's convinced everyone but you were never convinced. every couple of months, you could see his dark black roots start to grow in. he wasn't always on top of keeping his roots dyed..

although yoongi is a few years older than you, he acts like he's 12 years old. he's always trying to mess with you in every way possible. he has found a new obsession of pranking you. one time he locked the bathroom while you were in it. but of course, he was the one to save you and pretended like he wasn't the one who caused it.

the thing is, you and yoongi have been secretly fucking? it’s complicated. he was obsessed with you the first time he ever laid his eyes on you. you both had to keep your “relationship” a secret for the sake of your jobs. he wasn’t the best at not making it obvious. he flirted with you constantly in front of your coworkers and would always want to have sex in the janitors closet or the bathroom.

you hated that you loved how risky it was. it was just a secret between you two but if anybody found out, your fucked.

yoongi still treats you nicely. just because he’s an ass at work doesn’t mean that he’s bad in bed. he could make you cum 5 times in one night. he’s the best man you have ever fucked. the night that you told him that, he took that with pride. and now, he has used that against you. he makes you moan out his name when he asks who owns your pussy. the audacity! i mean, you both are exclusive to each other so who else would own your amazing pussy?!

at work, it was one of your coworkers birthday. it was yoongis time to shine. he is the party man after all. you had a large stack of papers in your hands while you were on your way to copy some documents. yoongi had stopped you in the hallway. of course, he had to make some comment about how high up your skirt was riding and how sexy you looked in a blouse. he knows that you hate parties, especially work parties. this was his way into smooth talking you so that you were more likely to say yes. this time however, it took a lot more to get you to go. his plan for this party was to go to the club. you absolutely hate the club. the loud music pounding your ear drums, giving you a headache was just hell on earth.

the only way he convinced you was by promising to pay for all of your drinks for the night. you loved to drink but just not at some scummy club. your coworkers just love to party at the club and you never understood why. when you agreed to his plans, he gave you the most sloppiest kiss before thanking you. you rolled your eyes at him while wiping the smudged lipstick off the corner of your lips. once you started to walk away, he just had to watch you walk off. the outfits you wore to work kill him everyday.

later that day once work was over, you were stuck on what you should wear. you didn't want to wear something too...scandalous but it is the club. you decided on a black off the shoulder long sleeve dress. it was actually pretty tight on you, but damn, it looked better that way. you had no bra on underneath and you wore a black lace thong. you kept your hair down but curled and you had black knee high boots. you knew once you saw yoongi, his jaw would be on the floor. he has never seen you wear something like this.

when you made it to the club, you were immediately overwhelmed. you could hear the music blasting while you were walking up the street. you're gonna need many shots to make you want to stay here for more than 30 minutes.

inside was much worse and just like how you remembered, sweaty bodies squished in the dance floor, couples sucking each others faces off, and the music was thumping into the floors. just great.

you found your coworkers around a large circular table hidden towards the back of the club. you made eye contact with yoongi and his facial expression was better than you imagined. his jaw was dropped to the floor. you wanted to slap his jaw closed because of how obvious he was being about eye fucking you in front of your coworkers. you could tell he was not going to stop talking about your outfit all night long.

once you sat next to him after saying hi to everyone, he rests his arm on the back of the booth behind you, allowing him to be closer to you.

"you look so fucking good." he spoke loudly into your ear so you could hear him over the loud music but not loud enough so everyone else could hear.

you tilted your head up so you could look at him. his hair was more messy than how it was earlier today. he had on a black jacket that was unbuttoned paired with a black shirt underneath. he also had on black jeans with black boots. he caught you analyzing him but he's been analyzing your whole body since he first saw you. and stupidly enough, you both are obviously matching. he rarely wears all black but of course, today was the day he decided to.

"you still owe me a drink." you tilted your head. he smiled down at you and nodded his head.

"of course, i'll get you whatever you want." he spoke while adjusting his glasses. once you got out of the booth he was right beside you. you started walking to the bar. luckily enough, it was far from your group. when you sat down at the bar, yoongis hand immediately went to rest on your thigh.

"yoongi, what if they see you?" your eyes went wide and you turned your head to check on your coworkers. they were far enough but they were still visible.

"they're too drunk to even care." he squeezed your thigh, getting your attention back to him.

"they're already drunk?" you were surprised. you were only 30 minutes late but damn, getting drunk so fast was shocking to you. thank god it's a friday night.

"yup, birthday girl gets free drinks tonight because it's her special day." you nodded your head in response. it's not your birthday but you get free drinks as well!

once he ordered you a few shots, you both were chatting like normal. he was talking about how terrible the weather was today and how he sweat through his shirt today at work. you were crying laughing at him. the way he explained it had you bawling. you didn’t even see him the rest of the day but you wish you did.

both of you had at least 3 shots. you were already getting pretty tipsy since it doesn’t take a lot of alcohol to get you drunk. yoongi never let go of you. he had his hands all over you. you were starting not to care since your mind was barely focused on the people around you.

“i think i’m gonna go mingle around.” he slurred his words as he spoke close to your ear.

“okay, i’ll head back to the table.” you responded to him after finishing your last shot.

“in half an hour, come meet me by the bathroom okay?” you were a intrigued by his words. meet him by the bathroom for what? for sex you hope. you’ve been soaking in your panties since you first saw yoongi.

“mmm, okay.” you smiled at him, earning a bright smile back at you. before you could stand up, yoongi pulled you in for a quick kiss.

before you could pull back, he spoke dangerously close to your lips, “can’t wait to fuck you.” he kissed you before you could reply to him. you hit him in the chest, making him pull back with a laugh. you glared at him, holding in a smile while he got up from his seat. he blew you a cheesy kiss before he walked away, blending in with the huge crowd of people.

once you got back to your table, everyone was blasted. glasses full of liquor were littered all over the table with some random bowls of peanuts. one of your coworkers immediately offered you a drink, promising you it hadn’t been touched yet. you declined and said you already had too much to drink. you were lying. you could drink a bit more but you want to save yourself from a horrible hang over.

while sitting at the table chatting with your coworkers, you kept checking the time eagerly. it felt like time was moving so slowly. you were thinking about beating him there to the bathroom but you still have over 10 minutes left.

you had just one more shot. you needed something to calm your nerves. you don't understand why you're nervous. you weren't even this nervous the first time you had sex with yoongi. tonight is different. sex in a public bathroom. gross but also, kind of hot? the chances of getting caught are 99% since it's so easy to get caught. the club doesn't have that many bathrooms and it's so full today. hopefully you don't get kicked out..

after much encouragement from your horny brain, you finally decided to get up. it was almost half an hour and you couldn't sit there for another minute. your coworkers were starting to get on your nerves.

you made up an excuse to your coworkers that you were going to mingle around and be back soon. it sounded believable since that's a normal thing to do i guess? at least yoongi said that. you made your way to the bathrooms that were closer than you expected. you pulled down your dress that was rolling up way too high and fixed your hair while strutting to the bathroom.

you made it to a long hallway with a couple doors scattered around. no yoongi in sight. you wouldn't think that he would be in one of the bathrooms since you would look crazy walking in the men's bathroom just by yourself. you decided to touch up how you looked in the mirror since you haven't checked how you looked all night. you slowly opened the door to the women's bathroom, peaking your head inside. you couldn't see anybody. all the stalls were wide open and nobody was outside of them either. fuck yeah. hopefully yoongi will hurry up soon.

you stood in front of the sinks, fixing your slightly messy hair in the huge cracked mirror in front of you. the lighting in the bathroom was horrible. just one very dim light in the middle of the ceiling, barely making the room light.

the door creaked open while you were finishing up. you saw yoongis hair before you saw his face in the mirror. you turned your head to face him, already smirking at him. he was already staring back at you with the same grin.

he walked next to you and fixed his hair as well, basically copying what you were just doing. you couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle when you watched him through the mirror.

"what?" he looked up at you through the mirror before turning his head towards you.

"what if i wasn't in here but some random girl was?" you teased him.

"i knew you were in here anyways, i saw you walking here."

"oh so we're spying now?" you raised your eyebrows.

"how could i not? you in this outfit is practically my wet dream."

you laughed even harder at his response. but oh he wasn't joking. he's been craving you since he saw you walk in. your bare legs, knee high boots, and dress was killer. if you wore something like that when you two were alone, your whole outfit would've been ripped off after you first step through the door. knowing that now, you have so many outfit ideas spinning through your head.

he put his hands firmly on your waist, stepping closer to where you were standing. your arms instantly wrapped around his neck. one hand was pressed on the nape of his neck while your other hand hung loosely. he didn't let you look at him for at least 5 seconds before he dove right in, kissing you deeply. your grip on his hair immediately went tighter, pushing him against you. his hands ran along the sides of your torso, just below your boobs.

you leaned into his touch while you breathed heavily. every small gasp was swallowed by him. you both were kissing each other sloppily but had so much passion. you grabbed onto anything you could. his hair, his shirt, anything. once you got too grabby, he started walking you backwards into one of the open stalls. he never let go of your lips or your body. it was like he just knew the way magically.

he closed the stall door behind him, fumbling with the lock. he let go of your lips to look you in the eyes. he cupped your face in his hands. they always felt rough against your face but you love it.

"you look so fucking good right now" he breathed heavily, matching your breathing.

you didn't even answer him, you grabbed him and pulled him in for another kiss. you needed him now more than ever. you were not going to wait until you get home to fuck him. he said he would fuck you and you want it. his hands started to roam your body again, causing your dress to roll up again. his hands slowly went lower to your exposed thigh. his other hand was firmly placed on your back while his other hand was tracing your inner thigh.

you shivered against his touch. he was being t0o gentle to you and going painfully slow. he wanted you to feel everything and remember this. his lips started kissing down your neck, nipping and biting gently at your skin. his hand was toying with your underwear, pulling it back just a bit before letting it snap back on to your delicate skin.

"please yoongi, do something." you whined into him. you started squirming against his touch, getting impatient at his actions. he was going so slowly and you were begging to be touched.

he smiled against your skin before pulling back. your eyes were practically begging him to touch you. he finally obliged, grabbing your underwear and pulling them down in a rush. finally.

he stuffed your underwear in his pocket before you could even complain. you were definitely not getting those back.

he sank down on the tiled floor, cupping your thighs once again. he stared up at you while his mouth was inches away from your sopping core. you furrowed your brows before putting your hands through his hair, gripping firmly. you could feel his breath against your wet cunt. he licked a sloppy strip up, sending shivers throughout your whole body.

you gasped instantly, closing your eyes and tilting your head up to the ceiling. he continued to devour your pussy, causing your body to tremble under his touch.

he dug his nails into your thighs. it felt like he was going to leave you bruises but you could care less. your knees started to feel weak. your hands shot up to each side of the stall to keep yourself stable. once he started picking up the pace on your clit, you could barely handle it. you were feeling so sensitive but you were close to cumming. and of course, he knew it.

he kept you from pulling back, his grip on your thighs grew stronger the more you squirmed. you were trying your best to keep your moans quiet but it was getting harder and harder each time his tongue lapped up your cunt. he knew all the right spots to have you screaming his name all night.

once one finger entered your cunt, you broke instantly. his mouth was destroying your clit while his finger went at a fast pace. you couldn't hold back anymore, you were moaning like crazy.

he continued to finger you, his finger nudging the spot you needed the most. your vision started to get blurry and your legs were becoming jello. you could barely hold yourself up. you felt a tight knot in your lower stomach, a feeling that has become familiar to you now.

"fuck, yoongi i'm gonna cum." you moaned out.

he kept his pace the same, staring up at you from in between your thighs. your eyes were squeezed shut and your head was still thrown back. he was admiring you from down there. your makeup was all smudged, and tears had started to run down your face. your eyes suddenly shot open before you tilted your head back down at him.

you moaned in pleasure as your orgasm overcame you. you removed one hand from the stall to latch onto his hair, gripping tightly. yoongi continued to work you through it until you were practically pulling his hair out, trying to get his mouth away from you.

once he finally let go of you and removed his fingers from your cunt, you whined. the loss of his fingers always made you feel so empty. your pussy was still throbbing for more from him. he wiped his mouth and chin with the back of his hand before sticking his finger in his mouth, sucking the juices off.

he kept eye contact with you the whole time. he watched your lust full eyes stare back at him. your mouth slightly hung open while you were trying to catch your breath.

he stood up from the floor, latching onto your lips before you could even process anything. you both were kissing each other sloppily. you could taste yourself as his tongue ran all around yours. as he continued to kiss you, he let go of your body to unbuckle his belt before pulling down his pants and his boxers as fast as he could.

his dick was rock hard. it looked painful. his dick had been stuck in his pants for too long, basically begging to be let free. he pulled back, stroking himself and using his other hand to get you to turn around. you did that immediately, positioning yourself to have your hands up against the tiled wall. you were slightly hovering over the open toilet below you. it's so gross but your drunken and dick hungry mind could care less.

his free hand latched onto your bare ass, giving it a light slap. his shuffled forwards so his tips could meet your puffy cunt. he rubbed his tip along your wet pussy, causing you to groan in frustration. he chuckled in response before slamming his dick into you suddenly. you moaned out instantly. it was painfully good. you had no time to adjust to his size. your pussy throbbed against his dick, soaking in every thick vein.

he continued to pound into you. the bathroom was filled with your dirty moans and the loud slaps of his hips against your ass. he pushed down gently on your lower back to get you to arch more. his hand then reached over to your boob. he shoved down your shirt to allow him to grip onto your bare breast. his pace quickened, he was deep inside of you in this position. you could practically feel your cervix being bruised each thrust.

all you could hear was his grunts and low moans. he was never as loud as you even when you both are fucking in bed. little did you know this time, people had been walking in and out and you both had no idea. you were just so lost in pleasure that you payed no mind to anything but his dick pounding into your pussy. the bathroom sounded like pure porn. you couldn't hold anything back.

you looked over your shoulder at him, his hand was still fumbling with your breast. your nipple was hard under his touch. his other hand had a firm grip on your hips but his head was tilted down. he was still moaning with you, getting more lost inside of you. he felt like he was in heaven every time his dick felt your wet core. his dick was practically sucked in and he never wanted to leave it.

you knew he was getting closer to cumming. his pace had started to become sloppy and slower. his moans were getting deeper and you could hear how heavily he was breathing. you felt another orgasm creeping up on you. you kept your sweaty palms firm against the tile. your cunt squeezed around his sensitive dick, causing you both to break almost at the same time. you gushed all over his dick while he pumped into you.

you were dripping sweat and loosing your balance again. he slowly milked out every last drop he had left inside of you. he was being gentle to make sure it wasn't too much for you. once he knew he was done, he stayed inside of you for a minute, attempting to catch his breath. you rested your forehead against the wall while you were also panting.

he slowly took his dick out, causing you both to wince from the loss. you stood back up gently and turned around to face him. he was already putting his pants back on while you were clenching hard to not let the cum drip out of you.

he looked back at you, his cheeks were a light pink while his lips were swollen and a deep red. you didn't even want to know what you looked like currently. you knew you looked like a complete wreck. you could feel the tears drying on your cheeks and your lip gloss had been long gone from your lips.

he thought you looked beautiful. the smudged mascara and eyeshadow was cute to him. he cupped your head in his hands and kissed you deeply. once he pulled back, he asked, "you okay?"

you nodded back, attempting to smile back at him but you were exhausted. he smiled back at you, pecking you quickly on your sweaty forehead. he let go of you to dig in his pocket to fetch your tiny thong. he helped you put it on even though it was unnecessary. you still liked the gesture since he always dressed you after sex.

he fixed your dress while you fixed the collar of his jacket. it felt more intimate than usual. by now one of you would be on the way home but you both were stuck together until it was time to leave the club. you absolutely had to leave now. you didn't care what time it was you just needed to save yourself from the embarrassing walk of shame.

he grabbed your hand before giving it a light squeeze. he was the first to step out the stall with you stumbling behind him. your legs were still a trembling mess.

"you need a ride home?" he asked while exiting the bathroom and leading you to stand in front of him in the dark hallway.

"yes, please." you replied. he smiled once again and lead you out of the club. you didn't have a clue what time it was but it was starting to get light outside. you kept your head hung low as you both walked. you forgot to check if you even looked like a normal person in the mirror when you stepped out the stall.

yoongi could care less about it though. he kept his head high as he continued to weave through the crowded club. once you both made it out, it felt like you could finally breath. the weather was warm with a cool breeze. it felt amazing on your sticky skin. you both had stopped outside, fixing yourselves before walking to his car. your feet were killing you. you wish you could've taken them off but you wouldn't dare be barefoot in a gross club bathroom. he had his arm slung over your bare shoulder, rubbing his thumb on your collar bone. the walk was quite far but you both were chatting like nothing happened. he offered you to stay at his place since he lives closer to the club and you couldn't deny that.

he even offered to have sex again at his place. you would never say no to an amazing offer like that. his place was way larger than yours and you both have fucked everywhere. your personal favorite being the shower and you both desperately need one.

he spent the rest of the night with you. he fucked you in every position possible until you both physically couldn't stay awake. tonight was the first time either of you have slept over. it was perfect. you both slept naked in his large bed, bodies pressed up against each other and legs tangled.

you couldn't dream of a better night. if your boss found out about this, your fucked.

RAHHHHHHHHHH!!! super duper random smut. literally i saw that pic of nerdy yoongi and my mind went CRAZY! i created this whole story in my head before i went to sleep and had to write it!

hope u liked it ;)

I stayed because I needed the money. Because I liked the coffee machine. And because I didn’t want to explain why I was leaving.

It happened. They “didn’t mean anything by it.”

Every day I thought about quitting. Wearing my quiet like armour.

No one asked if I was okay. They just said I was “so composed.”