Staring into space while standing alone in the break room, stirring the cup of coffee I just made and watching the foam float around on the surface before gradually disappearing into the hot liquid. I grabbed my phone on the counter and rechecked the message again, just to see if I am not mistaken. Did he really send me this message?
Jimin
You can ask me out on a dinner date tonight to make up for that time. I'm available. 😉
How? Why? What? When? Where? I don't understand how is this real. This guy just asked himself out to a dinner with me. I'm not sure if I would laugh or panic because I don't even remember the last time I went on a real date. Maybe third year of college? All I did was focus on work. I had a few flings and adventurous nights but I never started a relationship from any of those events.
Okay, relax. You're overthinking again. Maybe he didn't mean it as a real date. Maybe just a friendly dinner? Yes, absolutely a friendly date. I began to breathe air into my lungs and closed my eyes to relax.
"I'm so silly." I told myself and laughed. He's way out of my league. I laughed again. "I'm very good at jumping to conclusions to the point that it's ridiculous."
"He can't possibly be looking forward to a relationship with me. Me of all people." I continued to talk to myself, shaking my head as I bring the cup of coffee close to my lips.
"Who's starting a relationship?"
I jumped when I heard his voice and burnt my lips from the hot coffee, spilling it all over the counter. "NAMJOON!!"
"Jesus, Y/N, why so jumpy?" Namjoon laughed, handing me box of tissues to clean myself with. He leaned closer to me until his face was literally one meter away from mine. Namjoon grinned and kept his voice low, "Do you have a secret? Tell me."
"There's no secret, Namjoon." I drove my elbow towards his side to get him away from me. He chuckled and watched me wipe the spilled coffee.
"Yeah, I'm sure there's no secret. If there is, I would've known it already." Namjoon smiled proudly, "You can't hide anything from me, my dearest Y/N. I know all your secrets even if you don't tell me. I know."
Namjoon has been my closest friend ever since I started working in this company. We are in the same office and his desk is conveniently placed right across from mine so we see each other from 8am to 5pm every weekday and an extra 2 hours if we have a tons of work that requires us to do overtime.
Namjoon started five months ahead of me so he's kind of my senior. He was the one who oriented me with the know hows of the job. He's very patient and considerate so it didn't take a long time before I was convinced that I can trust him and he proved me right. Namjoon looked out for me most of the time. He's extremely friendly and playful among girls but he showed no intentions of wanting a relationship. That's how we became close in no time.
"You have so much faith in yourself." I replied in a sarcastic tone which he knows very well. "We both know that you play dirty. Oh I know how you play.. You get me drunk until I spill everything. You're one hell of a cunning—"
"I have to stop you right there." Namjoon had his index fingers pressed to my lips. "It's not good to accuse someone without solid grounds."
"I saw the voice notes on your phone, Namjoon." I rolled my eyes, rubbing my shirt with a tissue. "Oh dear lord, these stains won't come out. Why did you have to scare me like that?"
"I didn't scare you. You scared yourself. I walked in here like any other normal person." Namjoon shrugged his shoulders and made a cup of coffee for himself. "Then if you don't have secrets, wanna go have a drink later after work. I'm craving for the taste of cold beer after a long day at work."
"Tonight?" I said, more like thinking to myself. "Um, I can't. Sorry."
"I knew it!!" Namjoon pointed his index finger at me, beaming at me. "You have plans. Is it a date? Someone actually asked you out?" He laughed lightly, "Wait, does this person works here too?"
"It's not a date!! Something just came up.. Something that you don't need to know." I denied but my acting is bad so Namjoon can totally see through me.
"Alright, alright.. No need to blow your horses off." He smiled and patted my back gently. "Well then, I have to get back to work. Have fun with your date."
Namjoon walked away with a grin on his face. I knew retaliating would do no good so I just took a deep breath and tried to think of the best way to reply to Jimin. Should I go though? It was my fault so I really do need to make up for it. It's just one dinner and after that, we won't see each other again. Just to properly apologize for the trouble I caused him.
I texted him back and told him what time I'll be getting off from work. He seemed really happy about this. Does he not go out with girls a lot? Because if you ask me, Jimin looks like the type of guy who wouldn't have problems with getting a date or even a girl's number. Nevertheless, don't judge a book by its cover, I reminded myself. I literally know nothing about his social life.
Later that evening, when I was about to head home, I saw Namjoon still sitting in his cubicle. "Hey, are you not going home yet?"
"Nah, as much as I'd love to, the boss suddenly asked me to take charge of an appointment tomorrow so I have to stay and prepare the materials for the client." Namjoon said as he rolled his shoulders back. "You going to that date?"
I rolled my eyes at him, "I told you it's not a date."
"Totally a date!" He showed me a mischievous grin, "Hey, wearing sexy matching underwear. You'll never know what will go down afterwards."
"Perv!" I dismissed him as I walked out. I kinda feel bad for him though because last minute overtime really sucks but he'll survive. Namjoon's actually good at his job despite being a pervert.
*
I dressed up for the night in a black spaghetti strap dress that has an appropriate length for a friendly dinner. Although, I didn't quite like how it revealed so much skin from my back and my shoulders so I picked a cardigan to put on top before heading out.
Our meet up time is 8:30pm but I came 5 minutes late on purpose because I didn't want to be the first one to get there. He made reservations at the restaurant at the lobby even though he suggested we go to a much better restaurant that he frequents, but I was tired and didn't feel like traveling far so I insisted.
I found him sitting alone in one of the tables, checking his watch for the time as the waiter ushered me to where he was. Jimin lifted his head and immediately smiled when he saw me. He stood up and pulled the chair for me to sit in, "Should we order now?"
The waiter was standing there, taking our orders and writing them down. "We'll serve them soon. If there's anything else, please don't hesitate to tell me."
"Thank you." Jimin smiled at the waiter.
"Oh," I raised my index finger to get the waiter's attention. "Can you serve the food all at once?"
The waiter nodded and headed to the kitchen where he will relay the order. Meanwhile, Jimin is staring at me with a big smile. "What? I'm really hungry. I didn't want to wait."
"I understand. Must be a long day at work?" He chuckled and leaned forward with his elbow on the table. "By the way, you look amazing."
"It's not like I went all out but thanks." I replied with a smile.
Our dinner arrived after a 10 minutes. I guess this restaurant really live up to the standards. Well, the owner is the same one who owns the hotel so it is pretty high class. Also, maybe the reason why the service is great is because I'm with Jimin. He's partly their boss.
Jimin and I talked a lot while eating dinner. I got swept up into conversation with him easily because he's a smooth talker. We need someone like him in our company, if that was possible our sales would improve ten times.
"Hey, I've only been talking about myself." I noticed. "You haven't actually told me anything about you."
Jimin leaned back against his chair, "I really don't like talking about myself that much.."
He looked away from me and seemed uncomfortable so I didn't probe further. "So, let me get the bill since I'm the one who invited you out."
"No, it's okay. I suggested this, I'll get the bill." Jimin moved quickly and summoned the waiter for the bill.
He took out a black card and swiped it smoothly on the card reader then we headed out of the restaurant. "I had a wonderful night."
"Me too." I smiled back at him, "You were, uh, nice."
Jimin chuckled. I don't know if he was flattered or if he was making fun of the level of my vocabulary. "Well, that's a first. Most people don't even notice me being nice."
"What do you mean?" I furrowed my eyebrows. "That's impossible! All the girls and, probably even guys, notice how nice and gentlemanly you are."
He just nodded and smiled. The conversation continued as we stood in the elevator until we were in front of my unit. I knew it was late and I need to get up early tomorrow but something possessed me to invite him in.
"Do you want to come inside? Maybe a cup of tea?" I asked and my inner self faced palmed.
"Um sure. If it's not a bother." Jimin said and followed me inside. "Your place is just as I remember."
I laughed at his joke even though I wasn't sure if it wasn't a joke. "It's a not messy since I didn't have time to clean today. Sit anywhere you like."
Compared to Jimin's unit, mine is smaller with one living room that connects to the kitchen, 1 bathroom and a bedroom at the end of the hall. I went straight to the kitchen to boil water when Jimin called my attention.
"Uhh, Y/N.." Jimin smiled as he held the vibrator in his hand, "I kinda sat on your toy. I hope it's not broken."
My face heated up. I wanted to slap myself for not cleaning the place before inviting someone in and hide in my bedroom.
"I'm sorry!" I ran and took the thing out of his hand, hiding it behind my back. "I'll just quickly going to put this somewhere."
I was about to run to my bedroom in shame when Jimin stopped me, holding my arm. "I know where you can put it."
I looked up at his face and found his aura changed. He stepped closer to me, inching his hand down mine to take the toy from my hand before leaning his face next to mine to whisper in my ear, "I know the perfect place."
The next moment, I found myself on the sofa, on Jimin's lap, with the vibrator next to him and his hand under my clothes. My dress is hunched up to the top of my chest while my bra cups are pulled down and his index finger is circling my nipple.
I squirmed on his lap, holding his arm. "Mm, Jimin, you shouldn't do this.."
"I'm just helping you." He spoke, his breath fanned against my neck. "How long has it been? Since you've been with a man, I mean. Clearly, you wouldn't have a toy if a man is catering to your needs, am I right?"
"Does it feel good?" Jimin added.
"Jimin." I tried to push him away but I felt weak the moment he tweaked one of my sensitive nipples. "Ah, don't.."
"It feels good, right?" Jimin smiled, enjoying the moment. "How about down there? Do you want to feel good there too?"
I couldn't stop him as his hand traveled south and spread my legs to touch my clothes core. Jimin used two fingers to caress the crotch of my dampened underwear, "I thought so."
Jimin continued to flick on my clit over my underwear and I could only moan and feel tremble on his lap. "I wonder how wet you'll get if I put my finger in?"
"No, Jimin.. We really shouldn't." I told him, almost pleading as I stop his hand.
"Why not? If you're going to play with your toy, why not just play with me?" Jimin asked as he hooked his finger on my underwear and pulled it aside so he can insert his middle finger inside me. "How does this feel?"
I could feel myself dripping on his finger as I moaned. His finger is different from mine, rougher and better at girth. It makes me feel good.
"No words?" Jimin kissed the side of my neck, "I'm doing it right then."
He spread my legs wider with his knee and kept me above his lap. One of his hand groping my breast and the other buried deep inside my pussy. Jimin licked my earlobe, making me shiver in anticipation. He chuckled, "You just clamped around my finger."
"Y/N, you're so cute.." Jimin whispered to me. He wet his finger and used it to draw circles against my nipple. "The first time I saw you, I thought you're the most beautiful woman I have ever seen and right now, I know for a fact, that I long for you."
"Jimin.." I bucked my hips up unconsciously, feeling my climax is near.
My body feels so hot. I don't know if it's the shame of having my body exposed to Jimin so easily, his fingers thrusting inside my dripping wet pussy or my breasts bare and nipples perked up. Or maybe because I like the idea of Jimin enjoying this as much as I do. His face that is so close to mine, his breaths that are warm, his moist and soft lips and his fingers that are glued inside me, giving me so much pleasure that my body can't bear.
"I'm gonna cum.." I whispered into the air.
"Cum. I want to see it." He said. "On my fingers."
Jimin increased the pace of his fingers and massaged my clit with his other hand. Now both of his hands are on my pussy. He kissed down my neck again and sucked on a spot, causing me to moan and trigger my own orgasm.
"Oh God.." My toes curled and my back arched when the orgasm hit hard.
It lasted only seconds before my senses came back and my mind clearing up from the intoxicating feeling that clouded my mind. I felt weak and sleepy so I rested my head against Jimin's chest, curling into him. Exhaustion and the aftermath of pleasure mixing. I could smell his perfume and feel his hand pulling my dress down to cover my body.
"I enjoyed tonight." Jimin said as he settled me down the sofa, kissing the side of my head. "Thanks, Y/N."