She's the Boss.

Chapter Four.

⭑. warnings ━ angst, cold behavior, suggestive content/a bit spicy, mentions of sex.
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You pulled into the gravel parking lot, bobbing around a bit with each large pebble that the cars tires drove over. Bamvoo Cafe was just outside Hongdae's outskirts, laying near a river and rural, landscaped area. It was a more secret, local cafe, and you were happy to know Jay knew all about it.

He carefully parked the car, still concentrated as ever, and got out as soon as it was turned off. You begin to pick up your purse and notice your door open- he had come around to open it for you- and speedily at that. 'How cute.' You think to yourself seeing his timidness as you look up at the man who was so quick to be at your service. You hated how attractive that was.

You get out of the car, with the help of his hand, and Jay swears he feels his entire body burn up with just a touch from you. Gosh he hated how his body betrayed him- he was already blushing by the mere sensation of your firm hands.

It's still quiet, the crunch of the gravel louder then it would be if you two were speaking, as you head to the cafes entrance, but you continued on quietly until you reached the doors to the small cafe. Jay opened the door for you and you stepped inside. You really did love this place- as did he.

As he opened the door, the smell of nostalgia, pastries of all sorts, and strong espresso filled his senses and he couldn't help but feel lighter- happier- to be in this place he used to know so well back in university. He felt at home- especially being alongside you.

Was it crazy he already enjoyed your presence to this extent? Maybe, but he didn't mind losing his control if it was over you, as pathetic as that may be. But Jay didn't mind being pathetic for you at all- in fact, he loved it.

Coming back to his senses, he joins you at the counter and you order the drink he originally "got wrong" while he ordered a hot herbal tea. As you sat back down you couldn't help but feel comfortable in this place- it's cream colored walls lined with some wooden paneling matched the warm interior of the building. Hanging plants and modern furniture filled the small space, with light jazz instrumental playing in the background to add to the cafes appeal.

You two sat down in two grey, large cushioned chairs, across from eachother- a small clear table the only thing separating you two.

Before you were able to settle completely, one of the baristas called your order number out and Jay gladly obliged and went to grab them. His tight, form fitting suit was a sight to see- the way it hugged his muscular frame from the back of his figure as he walked, made you unable to take your eyes off of him. You could see the broadness of his upper back and shoulders well through the material, as uncandid thoughts of his muscly back without anything to cover it up, lept across your mind.

Your own eyes widened at the thought and you turned around from your chair to avert your eyes from him in attempts to stop thinking of such things.

He came back, both drinks in hand, and set your drink infront of you on the transparent table. He sipped his tea carefully, as not to burn himself. You couldn't lie- you were tired of not talking with him.

Burning within you was the desire to know this new assistant of yours better. You had not the slightest idea why, but you actually cared to know more about him.

"So, Jay-" you begin, breaking the silence. "Tell me about yourself." You tell him, almost demanding. You can tell he is taken aback, but you catch a glimpse of something within him saying he liked the dominance in your tone.

"S-Sure Ms. Moon...what do you want to know?" He asked, shyly.

"Hmm. What made you want to have a job in this line of work?"