あなた silently curse to yourself under your breath as あなた drop your mascara brush down at the bathroom counter. The dark makeup smudges and creates a black spot on your recently cleaned and- not to mention - white counter. あなた let out a sigh of relief when あなた finish your makeup for the day.
Stuffing your phone and your wallet into your brown leather clutch, あなた let your eyes trail over your appearance in the full-length mirror on the wall. Giving yourself an approving nod, あなた stalk toward the door. Fumbling with the keys, you’re finally able to lock the door behind you. To your ultimate horror though, the elevator doors are about to close when あなた turn around. You’re already too late for work and あなた can’t afford to come into work even later than あなた already are.
“Hold the doors, please?!” あなた call out frantically, sprinting to reach the elevator before it closes. Yet another sigh of relief escapes your mouth when あなた slip in between the doors. Trying to catch your breath, あなた lean your head on the ウォール behind you.
“Are あなた okay?” A husky voice chuckles, making あなた re-open your closed eyes. The breath hitches in your throat when your eyes meet with a pair of the most beautiful eyes あなた have ever seen. Taking in his breathtaking presence, あなた find your ハート, 心 thumping faster in your chest. Suddenly, あなた remember the 質問 he had sent your way and あなた nod slowly.
“Yeah,” あなた breathe out. “I’m okay. Just late for work.” あなた explain with a slight frown, not wanting to upset your slightly OCD boss.
“I’m sure it’s gonna work out fine. A pretty girl like あなた must be able to use her charm, right?” あなた let out a small laugh, feeling your cheeks heat up at his compliment.
“It’s not that easy when your boss is a woman.” The beautiful boy laughs, extending his hand toward you.
“I’m Justin,” he introduces himself with a winning smile and あなた know immediately that he has had his own way with his ‘charm’.
“I’m (Y/N).”
“It’s nice to meet you, beautiful.” Justin laughs again, “And tell your boss that I’m sorry for keeping あなた late.” あなた scrunch up your nose in confusion but that’s when あなた notice that the elevator has been standing still for the past two 分 または so - あなた had just been too caught up in Justin’s presence to notice.
あなた sigh to yourself as あなた glance at the clock - once again. Ever since the early morning when あなた had your run-in with that guy, Justin, あなた hadn’t been able to stop thinking about him. His husky voice, his charming smile and his mesmerizing eyes. It didn’t make sense to あなた how あなた could be so captivated によって a stranger あなた just met. When the clock strikes and it’s time for your shift to end, あなた almost shoot out of your シート, 座席 - hoping to meet Justin again. あなた know it is a long shot because あなた had never seen him in the building before and for all あなた knew - he could have been visiting his girlfriend.
The drive ホーム is faster than あなた thought it would have been and あなた find yourself standing in front of the elevator, tapping your foot impatiently. The doors open with a ding and あなた step inside, letting out a quiet sigh when あなた realize it is empty. あなた keep your eyes fixed on the floor - ashamed of yourself for being so excited over a stranger - until あなた hear the elevator ding again.
“We keep meeting like this, don’t we?” The familiar voice makes あなた snap your head towards the source. There he is. Justin is standing in front of you, giving あなた a cheeky smile.
“I guess we do.” あなた shrug, offering him a small laugh. The rest of the elevator ride upwards is filled with silence. あなた had not expected to meet Justin again and now that あなた did - あなた didn’t know how to act または what to say. The silence is broken when a ding is heard and a sigh involuntarily escapes your mouth.
Good going, [Y/N]. This was most likely your chance to talk to him and now あなた probably won’t see him again.
“Uh,” Justin speaks suddenly and あなた turned your attention towards him. “This will probably sound pretty weird, but do あなた think I could get your number?” あなた feel your cheeks heat as あなた shyly 魚 after your phone in your purse. Quietly handing it to him, あなた watched as he punched his number into it.
“Thank you, beautiful,” he whispered huskily, slipping your phone back into your hand. Then he was gone, but not before he had pressed his lips to your cheek.
Stuffing your phone and your wallet into your brown leather clutch, あなた let your eyes trail over your appearance in the full-length mirror on the wall. Giving yourself an approving nod, あなた stalk toward the door. Fumbling with the keys, you’re finally able to lock the door behind you. To your ultimate horror though, the elevator doors are about to close when あなた turn around. You’re already too late for work and あなた can’t afford to come into work even later than あなた already are.
“Hold the doors, please?!” あなた call out frantically, sprinting to reach the elevator before it closes. Yet another sigh of relief escapes your mouth when あなた slip in between the doors. Trying to catch your breath, あなた lean your head on the ウォール behind you.
“Are あなた okay?” A husky voice chuckles, making あなた re-open your closed eyes. The breath hitches in your throat when your eyes meet with a pair of the most beautiful eyes あなた have ever seen. Taking in his breathtaking presence, あなた find your ハート, 心 thumping faster in your chest. Suddenly, あなた remember the 質問 he had sent your way and あなた nod slowly.
“Yeah,” あなた breathe out. “I’m okay. Just late for work.” あなた explain with a slight frown, not wanting to upset your slightly OCD boss.
“I’m sure it’s gonna work out fine. A pretty girl like あなた must be able to use her charm, right?” あなた let out a small laugh, feeling your cheeks heat up at his compliment.
“It’s not that easy when your boss is a woman.” The beautiful boy laughs, extending his hand toward you.
“I’m Justin,” he introduces himself with a winning smile and あなた know immediately that he has had his own way with his ‘charm’.
“I’m (Y/N).”
“It’s nice to meet you, beautiful.” Justin laughs again, “And tell your boss that I’m sorry for keeping あなた late.” あなた scrunch up your nose in confusion but that’s when あなた notice that the elevator has been standing still for the past two 分 または so - あなた had just been too caught up in Justin’s presence to notice.
あなた sigh to yourself as あなた glance at the clock - once again. Ever since the early morning when あなた had your run-in with that guy, Justin, あなた hadn’t been able to stop thinking about him. His husky voice, his charming smile and his mesmerizing eyes. It didn’t make sense to あなた how あなた could be so captivated によって a stranger あなた just met. When the clock strikes and it’s time for your shift to end, あなた almost shoot out of your シート, 座席 - hoping to meet Justin again. あなた know it is a long shot because あなた had never seen him in the building before and for all あなた knew - he could have been visiting his girlfriend.
The drive ホーム is faster than あなた thought it would have been and あなた find yourself standing in front of the elevator, tapping your foot impatiently. The doors open with a ding and あなた step inside, letting out a quiet sigh when あなた realize it is empty. あなた keep your eyes fixed on the floor - ashamed of yourself for being so excited over a stranger - until あなた hear the elevator ding again.
“We keep meeting like this, don’t we?” The familiar voice makes あなた snap your head towards the source. There he is. Justin is standing in front of you, giving あなた a cheeky smile.
“I guess we do.” あなた shrug, offering him a small laugh. The rest of the elevator ride upwards is filled with silence. あなた had not expected to meet Justin again and now that あなた did - あなた didn’t know how to act または what to say. The silence is broken when a ding is heard and a sigh involuntarily escapes your mouth.
Good going, [Y/N]. This was most likely your chance to talk to him and now あなた probably won’t see him again.
“Uh,” Justin speaks suddenly and あなた turned your attention towards him. “This will probably sound pretty weird, but do あなた think I could get your number?” あなた feel your cheeks heat as あなた shyly 魚 after your phone in your purse. Quietly handing it to him, あなた watched as he punched his number into it.
“Thank you, beautiful,” he whispered huskily, slipping your phone back into your hand. Then he was gone, but not before he had pressed his lips to your cheek.
