I literally hopped off the bus when it came to a halt. I anxiously looked up at the streetlight, waiting rather impatiently for the red man to turn green. When it did, I started to brisk walk. My phone suddenly rang just when I made it across the street. I reached into my purse hurriedly. I just knew it was going to be Baekhyun calling.

The moment I looked at the screen, I was right. I couldn’t help the smile forming on my face. A stupid smile, I may say, something I do whenever his name appears on my damn phone. Just reading his name makes my heart leap a little and honestly, I think this effect he has on me is unhealthy as hall.

Clearing my throat, I put my thumb over the answer button but before I could press it, the ringing stopped. Suddenly, I heard someone calling my name. I looked around for the caller then my eyes landed on Baekhyun by the entrance of the building, waving at me. Was he perhaps... waiting for me outside?

I quickened my steps into a small jog to reach him faster. “Why are you out here?” I said, catching my breath a little. His lips were in a frown when he held my face and scanned over it. “Are you hurt? Sick?” he said instead, this time his hand was pressed to my forehead.

I felt heat creeping up my cheeks so I quickly pulled away from him and shook my head. “No? Why would you think so?” I said, seemingly trying to not care and trying to look busy as I put my phone back in my purse. “You’re late! Y-You’re never late so I thought…” his words slowly trailed when he realized just how worried he sounded. It was almost like he was overreacting (which maybe he is).

When I looked back up at him, he awkwardly cleared his throat and looked around as if he was looking for something. “Did you come here alone? Where’s–” his lips flattened as if he didn’t want to utter the next word then he sighed exasperatedly when he saw me raising my eyebrows, encouraging him to continue. “–Sehun?” I blinked at him. My ears must be hearing things because it almost seemed he like spat the boy’s name out.

I ignored it though and just shrugged, my mood suddenly flipping around at the mere mention of the guy’s name. Baekhyun raised a suspicious eyebrow at me but I guess he knew better then to pester me with something I clearly didn’t want to talk about. He was considerate enough to brush it off, that same warm smile he always wore was back gracing his face as he placed a hand on the small of my back and guided me inside the building.

We chatted casually was we got into the elevator and got off. We walked into our department, already laughing at what the other had said. I was attentively listening to his story about an embarrassing moment that happened earlier today when his phone started to ring. I saw his eyebrow twitch.

He didn’t even look at the screen when he declined the call. He switched it on to vibrate and quickly stuffed it back into his pocket. “As I was saying–” then my phone started to ring all of a sudden. My brows furrowed as I put a hand in front of me to stop Baekhyun from talking. I took it out of my purse and quickly read the caller ID.

Baekhyun looked pretty nervous when I stared at him as I pressed the phone to my ear. “Hello? Nari?” My eyes flitted to the side but at the corner of my eyes I can see the man sighing, his eyes seemingly closing in distress. “Hey, boo! Are you by chance with Baekyun right now?” I stared at Baekhyun again as if asking him if I should tell her he’s here. The man shook his head at me. ‘Don’t tell her,’ he mouthed.

My lips pressed into a thin line. Should I really be lying to Nari? “I’m sorry, Nari. I’m not with him right now.” Crap. I spoke before I could even decide! What the is wrong with me? Baekhyun flashed me a grateful smile but my stomach twisted in guilt when I heard the sadness in Nari’s voice. “Oh, okay then. Can you tell him to pick his phone up if you see him? I really want to talk to him.” I muttered a soft ‘sure’ just before she hung up on me without even saying ‘thanks, boo,’ like she usually would.

I sighed, pocketing my phone as we neared my station. “I can’t believe you made me lie to your fiancée. Did something happen? Is something wrong?” I tried to ignore how he winced when I called Nari his fiancée as I stared at him for an answer. He looked away immediately. “We just had a misunderstanding. I don’t want to talk to her… at the moment.” I simply nodded my head and set my bag down on my desk.

There was already a pile of documents sitting at the corner andI couldn’t help but pout at it because damn they’re a lot. I pressed my lips into a thin line and grabbed a couple of them. Then, I suddenly sensed that Baekhyun hadn’t move from his spot. I turned to him, wondering if there was something he has to say. “Do you need anything?” He shook his head.

My brows furrowed but I hummed in response anyway. I was about to sit down when Baekhyun walked closer and held my shoulder. “Thanks,” he said, smiling a smile so warm I could feel the warmth radiating from it and spreading in my chest. He gave my shoulder a light squeeze like he normally would and left without another word.

I fell on my chair with a thundering heart. How does he ing do that? He didn’t say anything sweet or say anything that should make my heart beat this fast but why is it hammering against my chest like this? I willed myself to take deep breaths to calm my heart down. At this rate, he’s going to give me a ing heart attack!

After an hour or so of typing away on my desktop, I finally looked up from the screen and stretched my limbs. My lips were slightly dry and only then did I realize that I hadn’t had a drink of water in a while. I pushed my chair back, grabbing my tumbler and taking it with me to the water dispenser. I was busy filling my tumbler up when a hand wrapped around my arm.

“Hey,” a voice said into my ear. I almost jumped and let go of my tumbler but I knew who the voice belonged to. “B-Baekhyun!” I squealed, stepping away from him. The man chuckled at my reaction and filled his own cup with water too. “You’re a little jumpy, sweetie. Did you drink coffee perhaps?” I glared at him when he flashed me a cheeky grin. He knows that I get a tad bit hyper when I drink coffee and he teases me about it every chance that he gets.

I wrinkled my nose at him. “No! You just genuinely scared me because you’re such a creep sometimes,” I teased back. The man put a hand over his chest to mock a hurt expression and gasped dramatically. He looked like an idiot so I couldn’t help but laugh a little. He grinned again when he heard me laugh.“Are you tired? Maybe you should take a short break,” he suddenly said before taking a sip of his water. I shook my head and smiled (as always).

“I’m fine. I have too much to do to take a break anyway.” He lowered his cup and frowned at what I said. “Are they overworking you?” he asked with his brows furrowing in worry. That look just made butterflies burst in my stomach but I tried to ignore it. “No, they’re not, Baekhyun. They’re just making use of my time left here I guess.” I shrugged, putting my tumbler to my lips as I start to walk back to my desk.

The man walked with me, his shoulders slumped as he watched me drinking my water. “Right… You’re internship here is almost over.” I nodded and looked away. He looked thwarted when he said that and I’m here trying to convince myself that he didn’t. I keep telling myself that I’m only imagining it. I do daydream about this man sometimes and maybe my fantasies are disrupting my reality.

“But you’re coming back right? To apply for an actual job?” he said, pulling me out of my thoughts. I turn to look at him, checking if he actually said that and he merely stared back, patiently waiting for a reply. I looked away and pursed my lips in thought. I could do that but how will I ever get over him if I stay? I wouldn’t want to torture myself that way but… I also don’t want to torture myself being away from him and possibly never seeing him again.

“I’ll think about it,” I said instead with a small and hesitant smile on my lips. This has never crossed my mind but it was way more complicated that I thought it would be and all thanks to Mr. Byun Baekhyun, that thought is probably going to bother me. I glanced at him and saw a frown on his face again. “You better come back! Work’s only bearable if you’re around.”

I felt myself still for a millisecond because of last thing he said. I’m not even sure what that’s supposed to mean and I’m so shook by it. I took a huge gulp of water to somehow calm myself down. “Nah, I probably wouldn’t come back. I have an annoying workmate who creeps up behind me and teases me a lot,” I joked, trying to keep the atmosphere light