toi silently curse to yourself under your breath as toi 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. toi let out a sigh of relief when toi finish your makeup for the day.
Stuffing your phone and your wallet into your brown leather clutch, toi let your eyes trail over your appearance in the full-length mirror on the wall. Giving yourself an approving nod, toi 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 toi turn around. You’re already too late for work and toi can’t afford to come into work even later than toi already are.
“Hold the doors, please?!” toi call out frantically, sprinting to reach the elevator before it closes. Yet another sigh of relief escapes your mouth when toi slip in between the doors. Trying to catch your breath, toi lean your head on the mur behind you.
“Are toi okay?” A husky voice chuckles, making toi re-open your closed eyes. The breath hitches in your throat when your eyes meet with a pair of the most beautiful eyes toi have ever seen. Taking in his breathtaking presence, toi find your cœur, coeur thumping faster in your chest. Suddenly, toi remember the question he had sent your way and toi nod slowly.
“Yeah,” toi breathe out. “I’m okay. Just late for work.” toi 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 toi must be able to use her charm, right?” toi 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 toi 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 toi late.” toi scrunch up your nose in confusion but that’s when toi notice that the elevator has been standing still for the past two minutes ou so - toi had just been too caught up in Justin’s presence to notice.
toi sigh to yourself as toi glance at the clock - once again. Ever since the early morning when toi had your run-in with that guy, Justin, toi 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 toi how toi could be so captivated par a stranger toi just met. When the clock strikes and it’s time for your shift to end, toi almost shoot out of your siège - hoping to meet Justin again. toi know it is a long shot because toi had never seen him in the building before and for all toi knew - he could have been visiting his girlfriend.
The drive accueil is faster than toi thought it would have been and toi find yourself standing in front of the elevator, tapping your foot impatiently. The doors open with a ding and toi step inside, letting out a quiet sigh when toi realize it is empty. toi keep your eyes fixed on the floor - ashamed of yourself for being so excited over a stranger - until toi hear the elevator ding again.
“We keep meeting like this, don’t we?” The familiar voice makes toi snap your head towards the source. There he is. Justin is standing in front of you, giving toi a cheeky smile.
“I guess we do.” toi shrug, offering him a small laugh. The rest of the elevator ride upwards is filled with silence. toi had not expected to meet Justin again and now that toi did - toi didn’t know how to act ou 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 toi probably won’t see him again.
“Uh,” Justin speaks suddenly and toi turned your attention towards him. “This will probably sound pretty weird, but do toi think I could get your number?” toi feel your cheeks heat as toi shyly poisson after your phone in your purse. Quietly handing it to him, toi 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, toi let your eyes trail over your appearance in the full-length mirror on the wall. Giving yourself an approving nod, toi 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 toi turn around. You’re already too late for work and toi can’t afford to come into work even later than toi already are.
“Hold the doors, please?!” toi call out frantically, sprinting to reach the elevator before it closes. Yet another sigh of relief escapes your mouth when toi slip in between the doors. Trying to catch your breath, toi lean your head on the mur behind you.
“Are toi okay?” A husky voice chuckles, making toi re-open your closed eyes. The breath hitches in your throat when your eyes meet with a pair of the most beautiful eyes toi have ever seen. Taking in his breathtaking presence, toi find your cœur, coeur thumping faster in your chest. Suddenly, toi remember the question he had sent your way and toi nod slowly.
“Yeah,” toi breathe out. “I’m okay. Just late for work.” toi 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 toi must be able to use her charm, right?” toi 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 toi 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 toi late.” toi scrunch up your nose in confusion but that’s when toi notice that the elevator has been standing still for the past two minutes ou so - toi had just been too caught up in Justin’s presence to notice.
toi sigh to yourself as toi glance at the clock - once again. Ever since the early morning when toi had your run-in with that guy, Justin, toi 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 toi how toi could be so captivated par a stranger toi just met. When the clock strikes and it’s time for your shift to end, toi almost shoot out of your siège - hoping to meet Justin again. toi know it is a long shot because toi had never seen him in the building before and for all toi knew - he could have been visiting his girlfriend.
The drive accueil is faster than toi thought it would have been and toi find yourself standing in front of the elevator, tapping your foot impatiently. The doors open with a ding and toi step inside, letting out a quiet sigh when toi realize it is empty. toi keep your eyes fixed on the floor - ashamed of yourself for being so excited over a stranger - until toi hear the elevator ding again.
“We keep meeting like this, don’t we?” The familiar voice makes toi snap your head towards the source. There he is. Justin is standing in front of you, giving toi a cheeky smile.
“I guess we do.” toi shrug, offering him a small laugh. The rest of the elevator ride upwards is filled with silence. toi had not expected to meet Justin again and now that toi did - toi didn’t know how to act ou 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 toi probably won’t see him again.
“Uh,” Justin speaks suddenly and toi turned your attention towards him. “This will probably sound pretty weird, but do toi think I could get your number?” toi feel your cheeks heat as toi shyly poisson after your phone in your purse. Quietly handing it to him, toi 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.
