Chapter 17: The Thrill of Being Caught

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Yoongi
I'm thinking about getting something... but I might be more interested in something else.

I find myself catching my breath at the way the words lingered. I glanced up to see if anyone noticed-thankfully, no one did.

Y/N
What are you getting at Yoongi?

Yoongi
Maybe a taste of something I've been craving all morning.

I feel my heart skip a beat. I know exactly what he meant, and the teasing tone in his message just sends shivers down my spine.

Y/N
You're unbelievable.

Y/N
Behave, Mr. Min.

I glanced up at him again, catching his gaze. His lips quirked into that same smirk she had come to love-half teasing, half serious.

Yoongi:
Not unbelievable. Just irresistible.

I rolled her eyes, but my smile was uncontrollable.

Y/N
You're lucky you're cute.

Yoongi
Lucky? I'd say I'm more than lucky. I'd say I'm lucky enough to get your attention.

Yoongi
It's not my fault, Y/N.

Yoongi
I can't help but picture myself coming over there and devouring those delicious lips with mine.

I felt a heat rise in my cheeks at the sweetness and brassness of his words.

My fingers hovered over the keys, unsure of what to reply with.

Before I could come up with something, another message from him came through.

Yoongi
So, what do you say? Lunch in the break room?

I looked at his message, then over at him. There he was, leaning back, eyes locked on me, waiting for my response.

I couldn't help the shivers and thrill running through my body,

Y/N
Fine. I'll go. But only because you're so irresistible.

I glanced at him to see his eyes light up in excitement, the smile on his face growing wider.

Yoongi
I knew you couldn't resist.

Later that day, once the lunch break rolled around, I find myself in the break room, standing near the coffee machine, trying to distract myself.

Yoongi slipped inside quietly, his footsteps almost silent as he leaned against the counter next to me

He was so close. I could feel his warmth radiating off him as he reached for a cup, filling it with coffee.

His arm brushed against mine, sending a jolt of intensity through me.

I kept her gaze focused on the coffee machine, trying to steady my breathing.

I was not going to be flustered by a simple brush of skin.

Nope, not at all.

But then, he leaned in just a little closer, his lips near her ear as he whispered softly,
"I know you want it, you want me too right now."

I turned my head slightly to look at him, meeting his eyes.

The air between us thickened, and I felt a spark of heat spreading through my chest.

"Can you stop being so..." I trail off, trying to find the right words.

"So irresistible?" he finished for me, smirking.

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