Title: The Office Geek (who likes you)

Genre: extreme fluff, office!au geek!kyungsoo, G

Length: ficlet, 1250 words

Summary: Jongin doesn't know if he should deflect or accept Kyungsoo's advances.

a/n: sorry its so short, i wrote it in 30 minutes just to get my feels out.

“Hey, I think that guy over there is checking you out.”

Jongin follows Sehun’s line of sight and groans, quickly averting his gaze.

“He’s always checking me out.”

Sehun places his Styrofoam cup of steaming coffee down and leans back on the counter. “Really? Why won’t you date him, then? I think he’s kinda cute.”

Jongin scoffs and waves his free arm around, his right hand still wrapped around his own cup of coffee. “Blergh, so that’s what your taste is like. Whatever, you can have him.”

Sehun purses his thin lips together as he observes the guy typing stuff up in his computer, then observes him still as he catches him glancing at them from the corner of his bespectacled eyes every now and then.

“Nah, I think he’s got it bad for you man.”

Jongin grunts in reply, crushing the emptied Styrofoam cup in his hands before flinging it carelessly towards the almost-full trash bin. He misses and the crumpled cup falls uselessly beside it. “You think?”

Kim Jongin is 22, a full grown man, doing full grown man duties.

He does not play child’s games.

Which is why he’s so annoyed at their newest technician in the office, Do Kyungsoo.

The guy’s everyone expects in a geek and more; and while everyone thinks he’s a genius, Jongin thinks he’s a pest.

Ever since that man has joined their small clique of employees, he hasn’t stopped bothering Jongin since.

The moment they met eyes on that Godforsaken day—the moment Jongin smiled at him—he’s been receiving tons of unwanted affection-y from him every day.

From lovely chocolates to lame, pick up lines straight from cheap romance novels in the form of an email—Jongin’s just about had enough.

So he’s been trying to avoid him for weeks now, barely succeeding as the company they work at isn’t a very large building; not much area to hide in nor are there enough fire exits’ he could use to find a Kyungsoo-free way out.

Jongin is scooting his way out—God, he feels stupid—and when he’s just around the corner, centimeters away from stepping out of company grounds—just a little more—he hears the soft thud of footsteps.

Sneaker-clad footsteps to be precise, the exact same sneakers Do Kyungsoo wears to work. He’s the only one allowed to wear casual clothes to work, so Jongin knows that it could only be him approaching from the other side.

Jongin tries to scamper away from the wall as stealthily as he can, muttering curses from under his breath with each careful step. “———“

“Oh, Kim Jongin!”

Mother of God.

Jongin makes all kinds of angry faces before he spins around and greets Kyungsoo with a tight-lipped but still polite smile. “…Hi.”

Kyungsoo beams widely, his retainer-framed teeth glinting in the dark area of the back exit. “What are you doing here?”

Trying to get away from you, Jongin thinks meanly, but decides upon voicing his thoughts. He opts instead with a polite “Oh nothing, just—looking for a serene place before I retire for the night, is all.”

Kyungsoo blinks, raises a hand up to adjust his thick-rimmed glasses that have been slowly sliding down the bridge of his nose. He his lower lip wet, making it shine despite the poor lighting in the back exit. “Okay then, take care.” He notices Jongin holding all of his stuff, ready to go home, but doesn’t say anything about it.

Instead he slouches inwards some more as he turns and walks back inside, perfectly gelled hair reflecting the hall lights from above him.

Jongin exhales in relief. One of the few nights that Kyungsoo ignores him; meaning that the little guy is worked up in some complicated techno that he disregards everything else that doesn’t concern his job completely, even the little infatuation he has for Jongin.

Jongin walks back happily to his apartment that night.

Jongin’s Kyungsoo-free week is short lived however, when the first thing he sees on his desk at work the next day is a calculator with a post-it note on top of it. The message is clearly Kyungsoo’s even if he doesn’t sign it. Angular, big, mess-free. No one in the office nearly has the same handwriting as his, Jongin should know. He is the one reviewing everything before releasing it to the public after all.

The note says “I heard you’d be doing computations today, thought this might help. Have a good day! –D.O”.

Jongin scoffs. Heard? More like stalked and eavesdropped.

Then Jongin’s eyes wandered over to the signature. ‘D.O’, it says. Jongin scoffs again. This is another thing he finds annoying from Kyungsoo. He always signs everything with different, but still stupid, pen names every time. Last week it was Dororo. And the week before that it was tiny geek. Now its D.O. What’s next, Kyungputer?

Jongin grunts and shoves the calculator away along with its note. He has a long day ahead of him, and he can’t be distracted by annoying computer geeks who have a thing for him.

Jongin has his work laptop on when his yahoo mail account flashes a notification stating that he has a message.

Jongin wrings his wrists before clicking on the yahoo mail icon. The message flashes right after.

It’s from ‘DyoLikesYou88’. Jongin squints at the suspicious username before reading the message below it. It says, “Hi.”

Jongin frowns at the message and then turns his head to the left to look at Kyungsoo.

He’s been hunched in front of his PC the whole morning, typing God knows what, and Jongin turns his gaze back to his laptop again. He hesitates for a while before typing in a reply.

KimJonginIsMe: Yes?

Jongin stares stupidly at the screen for a whole minute, before he comes to his senses and shakes his head rapidly. He is not waiting for the stranger to reply.

He turns around to go back to his work again when the bell rings from his speakers, a sign that he’s received a message.

He glances at Kyungsoo again, just to check, and sees him still staring holes into his PC monitor. No sign of suspicious activity, he notes, and shrugs before clicking on his yahoo mail again.

DyoLikesYou88: Tough day?

Jongin frowns. So this guy knows him, then. He throws Kyungsoo one last suspicious glance before letting his shoulders fall back. He relaxes in his seat and types back lazily.

KimJonginIsMe: Yeah. You?

This time, Jongin doesn’t even need to bat an eyelash before the reply comes almost instantaneously.

DyoLikesYou88: Same. Though looking at you makes my day better. :-)

Old fashioned smiley face. Jongin suppresses a chuckle and shakes his head.

He glances at Kyungsoo this time, and sees him peering out an eye from his cubicle. Jongin gives him a small smile and Kyungsoo’s visible eye widens a bit before he raises a small hand up for a wave.

Then, Jongin turns back to his laptop screen, chest suddenly feeling lighter. With a huge inhale and exhale, he decides it’s time to reciprocate.

With slightly trembling fingers he types in:

KimJonginIsMe: I’d like to return the favor, then. See you after work? :-)

a/n: omfg what is this fluff what what is this I just—what. Ugh I blame Thea for making me all cheesy-crazy because she made me want to read anna and the French kiss ugh ugh I want my own Etienne St. Clair but okay KaiSoo flirting and barfing up rainbows is ok too. enjoy!