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Late For The First Date (Namjoon)

Yandere! Namjoon x F Reader (working in his company)

Word Count: 3935

Warnings: Yandere behavior, slightly sadistic notions

*picture credits to the owner*

Enjoy!

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You looked at your reflection on the mirror. Your hair was loose, you had no makeup on, and you were wearing plain loose-fitting clothes that did no favor to your curves. Cringing, you turned your attention to the small alarm clock sitting on top of your dresser. Your eyes widened as you took in the time.

"What the hell! I can't go looking like this!" You looked back at your reflection and visibly paled. Balling up your fists, you began running around the room, doing anything and everything to look better. You threw on a dress that you thought would match the place you'd be going to, hurriedly applied a little make up, and brushed and styled your hair till you were satisfied. You took a quick moment to look at your reflection on the mirror again before grabbing your purse and phone and running out of your room. All this in ten minutes; you were proud of yourself. It was the fastest you had ever got ready. A few people who were up and about in the building gave you looks as you rushed out, but you didn't have the mind to care, instead focusing on getting to the bus stop as fast as you could. It was a ten-minute walk from your block, but you were worried. As you looked at the time on your phone, your heart skipped a beat, even in all the pressure of running.

He absolutely hated latecomers, and you were two minutes away from being hated by him. Well, not exactly, but he wouldn't have any of it from you, you were sure. You squeezed your eyes shut, remembering how the night before you had planned on waking up early and taking time to get ready so that you wouldn't have to reach the bus stop looking all sweaty. Well, life had a way with things. By the time you could see the bus stop in the distance, you were already three minutes late. You knew you were in for it. Being with Namjoon for two months had taught you the meaning of punctuality.....but just sometimes you tended to go off the curve and earn Namjoon's anger, and today seemed to be one of those times. You sighed as you began to slow down. You came to a stop at the bus stop, huffing from the run. As your eyes scanned the area, your heart somersaulted in happiness. Namjoon was nowhere in sight! You couldn't believe your luck! You scoffed. "What a bum! Looks like he's the one who's-"

"late?" a deep voice finished from behind, making you freeze. You spun around in your step to found yourself facing Namjoon's tall form, looking down at you with a smirk. Your eyes widened. He didn't seem angry but that smirk told it all. "Sweetheart, wanna take a look at the time?" he said, voice all sweet and sugary. You peeked down at your phone with one eye. Five minutes late. It might've sounded like the smallest margin of time to be late by, but for Namjoon, each minute counted. You sighed and craned your neck to look up at him, ready to admit defeat. "I'm sorry. I woke up late and had to get ready in ten minutes."

"Aww," he cooed. Bending down to be at the same height as you, he smiled sweetly. It might have seemed like he had forgiven you, but you knew better. You pouted sadly. "I actually planned on waking up early, you know! I just...."

"Aww poor little baby! Late by five whole minutes! You know better than just making plans, sweetie."

"I'm sorry," you sighed, and just as you expected, he straightened up and looked down at you condescendingly. "You've just earned yourself a punishment, sweetheart."

You looked away, trying not to imagine what the punishment would be like this time. His punishments were very weird. The first time he had punished you was before the two of you had started dating. You had arrived late to work one day because you hadn't been feeling well and he had punished you by making you sweep and mop his office room for him while he had just sat down on his chair and stared at you. It was okay for the first time. However, when the two of you had started dating, his punishments had begun to become a little harsher than before. He would make you stay awake whole nights and then not let you sleep during the next day, he would make you massage his shoulders, arms and legs until he fell asleep but would prolong the time by not letting himself fall asleep, he would blast out a song that you found annoying the whole day nonstop, making you get frustrated to the point of pulling your hair out. He had never hurt you physically and his punishments had only helped you get more punctual, so you weren't too worried about feeling bad or getting hurt, but you were worried about your first date getting ruined. Yes, today would be your first official date. You had been dating for two months but busy days in the office had only allowed the two of you have meals together or talk on the way to the office and back. You were so excited for today, so you weren't going to let the thought of having a punishment up your sleeve ruin today's plan. Namjoon, however, didn't seem to be in such a good mood. His face had considerably darkened.