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swtstrwbrris · 10 months

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𓆩♡𓆪 specially you; han noah 𓆩♡𓆪

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request: I just saw that your requests are open and I wanted to ask if I could I request something for PLAVE's Noah?

summary: Being Noah's secretary was a job you hold highly of. As a secretary you must maintain composed, calm and professional, quite opposite to your off-work personality. What happens to the two of you when one night you drunk called your boss, mistaking him as your ex as you poured your heart out to the last person you'll want to share?

pairing: ceo!noah x secretary!female reader

genre: fluff, break-up, angst (with ex)

warning: mentions of heavy drinking and alcohol

a/n: i am so sorry this took like a decade to complete 😭 but here is your completed request! i actually have 3 different versions of this scenario because I didn't know what to write about but here is the finished product! I hope you like it :) I came across this instagram account and got inspired by a couple of his reels (just noticed but this may be one of the first PLAVE fanfics on tumblr 🤭)

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"Got it so this pile is for the weekly reports, this one is for the yearly summary of the company and that one is for Mr. Han to look at and sign." You repeated one more as the manager of the management team stacked the heavy folders on top of your hands.

"And-"

"And let Mr. Han know about the company dinner tonight, yes. I will be sure to inform him." She lets out a relief sigh, patting you on the back.

"It must be nice have such a dependable and hardworking secretary. Noah must be very proud of you." You smiled awkwardly. You've worked as Noah's secretary for almost a decade now and have yet to hear a compliment from him. Han Noah was the director of the company. Carrying his charming smile, gentle and soft voice, and his too-kind-to-the-point-it's-kind-of-flirty personality, he was known as the prince charming among all employees. Maybe compliments weren't just something he likes to express. You worked by his side, delivering your task without fail in a timely manner, staying professional, composed at all times, no matter what situation. Though it contrasted you off-work personality, this new personality was something built and development throughout the years, almost taking over your real personality. Without fail, you can recite Noah's business and personal schedules daily and several months from now. His personal preference of what brand of coffee he likes, the brands he usual shops from to his ideal temperature of his tea, you have it all memorized by heart. Without fail, you were seen as Noah's guardian angel, a position that many dream of, to have such a close and intimate relationship with the prince. However, in the eyes of yours, you see Noah as someone you must remain committed to its job, one that pushes aside any unnecessary feelings and to stay loyal and to fulfill your job as his secretary. Nothing more. Nothing less.

You took the elevator up to the top floor, lightly knocking on his door before opening the door, revealing the blonde male sitting at his desk, looking through the reports you've given from other departments this morning. "Here are the reports from the management team." You added the first pile onto the his desk. "Hello, Mr. Noah" Here are the yearly summary of the company A" You added another. "And here are the papers the team manager wants you to look at and sign." You added the last pile of papers onto his already piled up desk.

He looks up from the reports. "Very well. Thank you, Y/N." His lips curve up, showing his charming smile. You slightly bowed, remembering the last thing the management manager mentioned.

"Ah. There will also be a company dinner tonight that I would like you inform you about. You would be interested in joining us?" You asked. You already knew his answer. Having the director join for company dinners were rare, especially coming Noah, you were almost certain about his answer yet still asked, hoping he would say yes.

He hums, glancing at the papers scattered all over his desk. "I'm afraid I cannot. I have some work to do so I'll be staying back in the office. Please have a good time without me." You slightly bowed, leaving his office.

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You stretched your arms over your head, closing the laptop lid and clocking out. You grabbed your bag, walking past Noah's office. Looking through the slightly opened blinds you saw him hard at work, eyes focused as he typed away on his keyboard. You felt a little guilty with the amount of work his had to do from the sight of his desk when you suddenly felt a pull on your arm.

"What are you waiting for? Everyone is already heading there!" Your coworker, also your best friend dragged you out at building as she drove you to the destination. Your off-work personality mirrored your secretary personality. You still feel most comfortable being able to be your true self, that is someone cheerful, warm yet somewhat clumsy and not so much of someone who is elegant, reserved and self-disciplined during work. You were always down to have a good time, especially when it involved drinking. You weren't much of a drinker, but you still enjoyed the environment, with people you feel most comfortable with.

"Cheers!" Everyone clinked their glasses together at the start of the dinner. You chugged down your drink easily, letting out a refreshed sigh.

"Man, it's been a while since I got to experience this feeling." You shared, helping yourself with some food.

You friend happily giggled. "It has. Nothing is better having to end a long day of work with something relaxing." She exchanged glances with a few other coworkers at your table. "With free food of course." The table with filled with laughter. "Noah couldn't make it today?"

"As per usual." You opened another bottle of beer. "He had a lot of do. You know how it is near the end of the month." Everyone shared the same expression; bitter yet expected. "It would be nice to have him join one of our dinners."

"And have him see how much of an alcoholics we are? He might be thinking we're going through some tough times at work when we're truly just enjoying ourselves. Imagine his expression." The room was echoed laughter as the night went on.

"Let's add some spice to the night! We're talking love life!" One of the coworkers, clearly starting to get to his limit as he suggested an activity. "I'll started off. I recently met someone on a dating app and we've been seeing each other for quite some time now." The room 'ooh' with anticipation. "But! We're not official yet." Everyone started disclosing bits of their love life. You were definitely starting to feel al little light headed. "Next is Y/N!"

"How are things going with your partner?" Your friend tapped your knee under the table, letting you know it's okay to not share if you're not comfortable. "You've been together for almost 2 years now right?"

You slowly shook your head. "Nope, I broke up not too long ago." Everyone's jaw dropped. You weren't someone open about your private life, but everyone who knew about your relationship was aware how happy you were with your partner.

"No way! Did he cheat?" You wiggled your index finger left and right.

"He..." You too a big gulp of the beer before letting out a small hiccup. "He said that I was asking too much of him." Your bright expression saddens, recalling the moment of your breakup. It wasn't your first breakup, but breakups were never easy, not when you pour all your feelings on someone to only receive a part of it back.

You friend and a few others took note of the glum atmosphere. "You deserve so much better than them. They just missed out on a true gem. Let's all cheer again! For Y/N to find true love!" You lifted your bottle, joining in as you let yourself go. The rest of the night involved your drinking to your hearts content, or maybe a little too much because you didn't even remember how you managed to get home but you did. You lied on your sofa, clearly out of it as your sat up, pulling out your phone. You wanted to release your inner feelings. Feelings you weren't able to let out to your ex. Woozily unlocking your phone, you clicked the contact number, waiting for it to ring before bringing you to voice. Mumbling a curse, you redialed the number.

They answered the call but there was nothing said on the other end. You started feeling your emotions bottled up, pouring it all out. "I know I shouldn't be calling but I just want to let you know that I'm not calling because I miss you." You let out a long sigh, still hearing silence on the other end. "I'm sorry for asking too much from you. I'm sorry for expecting something that would never happen." You were feeling more emotional than usual. Maybe it was the alcohol that had you loosened up, or the bottled up emotions from the break up, you weren't one to overexpress yourself, yet here you are, pouring your heart out, asking for some closure one last time before you finally let go of your past lover. "But let me ask you one thing. How much percent of you mind did I take up?" You tried hiding your trembling voice, hearing muted end. "How many times a day do I cross your mind?" It was almost like you heart was being pulled apart again. "Why won't you answer me?!' Tears were streaming down your face. "I admit what I did was wrong. I apologize for being too clingy in the relationship." You hiccupped, wiping your hot tears with the back of your hand. "Maybe I was asking for too much. Maybe it was a one sided relationship all this time." You calmed down a bit, preparing to your final words before ending the call. "I'm sorry for liking you too much. I'm sorry for being too much in love with you that you couldn't even repay half the amount back. I'm sorry for asking for too much." You bit your lip, hand trembling as you hoped you would here his voice once last time.

"Um..." You froze. This didn't sound like your ex's voice. "Miss Y/N?" You blinked blankly before slowly pulling the phone away from your ear, eyes almost popping out of it's sockets.

Mr. Han Noah

Your hand flew to your mouth as you were dumbfounded. Your phone fell to the floor as you were too shocked to know what to do.

"Y/N? Hello? Are you alright? Do you need me to-" You stumbled to pick up your phone, punching the end call frantically. Fell back onto your couch, feeling completely humiliated that you just poured your heart out to your boss. The chaotic scene snapped you sober as your got up, hopelessly going to bed, sleeping your problems away.

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You groaned as you woke up, feeling a massive headache from yesterday's event. You have yet heard your alarm ring. Did you wake up before the alarm. You reached over to your bedstand, pressing the power button when you realized it was out of battery. Glancing up at your clock, you jumped out of bed, darting to the washroom. You woke up 30 minutes later than your usual time. You almost tripped on your pants as you struggled to put it through your leg, quickly buttoning up your blouse before throwing on a blazer, before grabbing your phone and bag, booking it to the bus. You were panting as you rode the elevator up to the office. You were a couple minutes late which in your eyes, was an absolute disgrace as a secretary. Giving yourself a quick look in the mirror, you noticed that you didn't comb the back of your hair, giving away the advice of a deep sleep. You made mental note to quickly rush to the washroom as soon as you clocked in to fix up. You scurried over to your desk, placing your bag down before rushing to the washroom, freshening up before returning to your seat, starting your daily tasks.

You arrived at the floor of the sales team, having a meeting with a few members regarding a new product. You entered into the meeting room, seeing the eyes of a few people from yesterday. They had slight guilt in their eyes, possibly from hearing about your breakup. "Good morning everyone." You smiled as you started the meeting.

"So we'll these advertised first to the public, but will only be applicable for loyalty members. From the exposure, we will see the anticipated sales and pre-orders to see how we would advertise for when the public batch will be released. " You summed up the meeting, shuffling the papers together. "Thank you for everyone's work today."

"I'm surprised." When of the female workers chuckled. You tilted your head in confusion. "Almost all of us are struggling with hangovers yet here you are. It's almost like you didn't the most out of all of us last night." Everyone giggled as you hide our face behind the papers. "You must have a very strong immune system." You were in fact, still dealing with an insane headache, but you were too focused and busy to even pay attention to the pounding against the side of your temples. You excused yourself before heading back to your office, finishing up some paper work and making phone calls.

Noah titled his head to the side from his desk, trying to look at your desk that is directly in front of his office. You just returned from your morning errands and meetings as you finished up some tasks before lunch break. He saw your furrow your brows, pressing your fingers against your temples, trying to massage and soothe the pain. You dug into your bag from something before letting out a defeated sigh, being giving yourself a slap on the cheeks, returning to work. He sat back on his chair, eyes glued to you as he was deep in thought. Noah didn't get to leave his office until late in the night and just as he was about to pack up and leave, his phone suddenly rang, your name on the caller display. He was hesitant to pick up the phone as you never called him during outside of work hours. After before he was about to hand up, the call was brought to his voicemail. He unlocked his phone, trying to find your number when you called again. Maybe it was something urgent. Without hesitation, he answered the call, waiting for your response on the other end. "I know I shouldn't be calling but I just want to let you know that I'm not calling because I miss you." He could tell your were drunk for the slurred speech. He wanted to hang up but the pain in your voice made him stay and listen quietly.

"But let me ask you one thing. How much percent of you mind did I take up? How many times a day do I cross your mind?" He wanted to say something but he didn't know what to say. But from your quivering voice, he could tell you were hurting, and he didn't like it. You were always put together, always smiling and staying optimistic but to see you in this state, Noah wanted to find out who was hurting you and punch them. That night, Noah's thoughts were filled with what you said during the phone call. It felt like something he shouldn't ask but he wanted to know.

"Hey girl- oh my gosh your eyes are so puffy!" Your best friend whispered as she approached your desk for lunch. You smiled bitterly as she pulled you into a hug, whispering comforting words. "Do you want to take the rest of the day off? I'll like Noah know."

You shook you heard. "It's alright, I've already made to half the day. I'll just say I punched myself to sleep or something" You tried lightening the mood, heading to the cafeteria. You still had some time before lunch ended so you quickly went back up to your desk to grab your wallet to stop by the convenience store for painkillers when your eyes landing on a hangover drink and Tylenol with a note attached to it; Don't push yourself if you're not feeling well. You recognized the handwriting but just couldn't wrap your head around who it's from. Slowly taking a seat, you twisted open the bottle, making sure to thank the person once you find out who it's from. Noah softly smiles as he sees you open the drink and take the medicine before returning back to work.

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Noah has been texting and calling you for the past several minutes, trying to get a hold of you since you weren't at your desk. You would normally visit his office to report any new news but you have yet to stop by his office. He sensed that you were avoiding him, especially from what happened yesterday but he just couldn't sit there doing nothing after knowing your true feelings. He stepped out of his office, heading down to find you. You were chatting to a few staff from the accountant team about the the sales tactics to increase profits. "You do have a good point but I'm just wondering if we should expand the age of our customer target range." You thought out loud as the other staff shared their opinions. After visiting several floors, Noah finally found you. Staffs stood up to greet you as he walked past.

"Since it will be a soft release, we are limiting the amount of transactions per customer however we may be able to increase- oh, good afternoon Noah. What brings you here?" You turned around, faced with the blonde male smiling sweetly at everyone. You suddenly recall moments from last night, feeling your cheeks tint red as you tried to hide it.

"Just checking on everyone." He glanced over you. "Y/N." You jolted your head up. "I've been trying to get a hold of you for a while now." You were about to speak up when he cut you off. "To me office." He turned and left before the room was filled with uneasiness. You quickly excused yourself, joining him in the elevator as the two of you stood on opposite sides, neither of you willing to speak. You followed him to his followed before he took a seat on his chair. "Have you been avoiding my calls?"

"I apologize for not letting you know sooner. I forgot to charge my phone this morning and have yet gotten a chance to." You bowed an apologize.

Noah felt a little better knowing that it wasn't anything else. "What about the news from this morning? You haven't reported anything." You blankly stared at him.

"There has been no new reports to inform you about since all the teams are still in progress of finalizing their projects." He slowly nods. "Is there... Something wrong?"

"No no. I just thought." He drifted off. "It's nothing." You stood there in awkwardness.

"I will take my leave then" You were about to exit this office before he called you back.

He paused for a second, looking around his desk. "Right. Could you possibly give these back to the management team? I've signed all the papers and written some notes for them regarding their project." You took the papers, glancing at the notes when your realized who the handwriting from the sticky note was from.

"Were you..." You lifted your gaze to meet his. He hand his elbow rested on his desk, his chin on top of his hand as he looked at you. "Did you put the drink and medicine on my desk?"

He smiled. "As excepted from my secretary." Your cheeks flushed, quickly blurting out a thank you. "You know, I may not know what's going on but I-" His desk phone rang before he picked it up, you leaving the room. You heart was pounding as you entered the elevator.

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Everyone's workload was packed as the end of the month approaches. You were running up and down to every floor, discussing this and take, collecting papers and running meetings. Thankfully, you encounters with Noah were short while every time he tried to bring up the topic, something would come up. Whether it was a phone call, someone entering the room or your alarm ringing, you quickly excused yourself, running away from the chance to bring back the embarrassing moment. Your own work started piling up as you stayed behind to work overtime, finishing up so it won't be stressful later one. Everyone in the office has almost left, as you remained in the office, sending emails and finishing paperwork. Noah's door opened as your head naturally looked up. He was carrying his usual cup, surprised to see you still here at this time. "Ah, would you like me to get you some more tea?" You stood up from your seat. He declines your offer several times before giving in, seeing how determined you were on refilling his cup. You lightly knocked before entering placing his cup of warm tea on top of the coaster.

"Working overtime?" You quietly nodded. "Don't push yourself." You unconsciously smiled, remembering the note he give you several days ago. "Would you let to, work with me in my office?" Your pupils widen from his sudden offer. Noah would usually prefer to be alone, away from any additional distractions or noise.

"I don't want to be a bother." You declined.

"I wouldn't have offered it you were going to be a bother. I wouldn't mind some company." His lips curved into a smile before you went out to get your laptop and paper work. The both of you sat on the larger table together across from each other. Noah seemed to be fine, working away at his task but you just couldn't focus. "So..."

"I'm so sorry for what happened, I didn't realize I dialed the wrong number but it's just that their name was right above yours and I guess I accidently clicked on yours instead of his and I was also not in my best state and was completely wiped out so I was just acting on an impulse! Gosh this is so embarrassing please just fire me." You blurted everything out, covering your face with your hands, feeling your entire face heating up. You hear a chuckle, trying to peek through the gaps of your fingers to see his captivating laughing face.

He calms down, resting his elbow on the table. "You truly are something else." You slowly dropped your hands, hanging your head low. "After all these years, this is my first time I've seen you like this. I apologize for my behavior just now." You shake you head, playing with your fingers. You wanted to be anywhere but here right now. "Do you want to talk about it?" You looked up, seeing his soften impression. You've never spoken to Noah about anything aside from work. You knew everything about him yet you doubt he knew anything but your basic history.

You thought for a bit, lookin around the room. "It's nothing that important." You closed your eyes, trying to stop the tears forming. "What happened has already happened."

"I don't think its worth it." He suddenly spoke up. "I can only imagine how painful it is to go through what you're going through, especially having that it wasn't mutual but from how I see it and how long I've known you for, I am will aware that they are nothing compared to you." You looked into his serious pupils. You weren't really sure what he was trying to say. He saw you confusion, smiling to himself. "What I'm trying to say is that you deserve so much more Y/N." This was the first time you've heard him compliment you. Although it wasn't on work, hearing those words almost made you heart glow. "I don't know the details of your relationship and maybe I have no right to say this but I'm going to say this as not your boss, but as a friend who cares about you." You dipped your head low once again. "You don't deserve something half-assed. You don't deserve to be in pain. Whatever that person did, they didn't deserve the amount of love you given and they most definitely deserve to be with someone so precious as you. I hope you're able to understand that." He tried to search for your expression but he couldn't see from your head low. Suddenly he heard sniffles as you wiped your face. His eyes widen before standing up to get a box of tissues, kneeling down beside you. "Are you still crying over them?"

You laughed, choking between your tears at how humiliating it is for Noah to see you like this. "No. Just at how humiliating this looks." He lets out a small chuckle, getting a tissue and lightly dapping it on your cheeks. You froze from his sudden actions. You've never seen him so up close before. Was he always this handsome? His gentle and delicate touch with his worried expression as he wiped your tears. "Thank you for your kind words Mr. Han. It really brought me back to reality."

He smiled sweetly. "That's good to hear. Now stop crying or you're going to have puffier eyes." You jumped up from your seat as Noah stood up. You were about to excuse yourself to go to the washroom when you felt a hand pull you back, crashing into his chest. "You're someone very important to me. So I won't let anyone make you go through that again." He whispered.

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Every since that night, Noah has been very expressive, especially towards you. Leaving notes time to time when your away from your desk of encouragement, trying to have more friendly conversations to even finding you around the whole building for no legit reason, it was almost like Noah was checking on to see if you were doing okay. Of course you were extremely thankful that you and Noah could speak on more personally terms instead of business but your heart started feeling some type of way towards him and you knew you weren't suppose to feel this way. Not towards your boss at least. You try to conclude his acts of kindness as his duty as the CEO and nothing more. You were having lunch with your coworkers at the staff lounge as they all questioned you about Noah's change of behavior.

"Is it just me or is Noah more attentive towards you?" You almost chocked on your soup.

"Right? He's always looking for you but once he finally finds you, it's almost awkward on why he was looking for you in the first place." They all started giving you suspicious glances.

You disagreed. "He's just going his job checking up on everyone."

Your best friend raises her brow. "Are you sure it's nothing more." You clicked your tongue, almost letting out a curse from her teasing expression.

"I have been working for Mr. Han for almost 10 years. I am almost certain that his actions means nothing more but his duty." You confidently replied.

"Than what about you? What are your feelings?" They all leaned in with anticipation. Was it appropriate to feel this way towards your boss? What if it was all a misunderstanding all along?

"Towards Noah? Well he's really observant and thoughtful." Right as you were about to continue you heard someone clear their throat at the door. Turning your head, you shrieked, meeting eyes with Noah who was leaning against the doorway.

The room fell silent as he stepped into the room, displaying his charming smile as per usual. "I hope I'm not disturbing your lunch break right now." Everyone shook their heads at you looked up at him. He was standing right in front of you. "Y/N, are you free for dinner tonight?" You eyes widen, sensing the smirks and silent giggles from the coworkers in front of you.

"Y-Yes." You quickly replied, heart racing.

He grins. "Great. Then it's a date." He left without another word. Right as the door closed, all your friends ran over to you, cheering you on as you become a hot mess. Noah leaned at the side door, hearing the muffled screams before heading back to his office with a smile plastered on his face.

"The conference meeting as been rescheduled to this upcoming Thursday. Right after the meeting will be another meeting with company B regarding updates on the project launch. I will have papers and the reports ready by tomorrow." You updated Noah on the schedules changes after lunch. As much as you were feeling overwhelmed and still in shocked at what happened at lunch, you tried to remain collected, at least in front of him. He was leaving against the front of his desk, as you gave him the updated schedule, fingers briefly brushing against each other as you flinched a little before stepping back a bit.

"Thank you for the update, Y/N." You bowed. "You don't have a car, is that correct?" You quietly nodded. "Perfect, then I'll drive you to dinner after work." He approached you, getting dangerously close, patting your head. You looked up. "You've got a bit of a flyaway." Your hand touched your head, trying to cover it up. Just then someone knocked on his door. "It'll see you tonight." He whispered before letting the person in as you left his office, flustered.

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You've been watching the time past, counting down till the end of your shift. At the strike of 5:00PM, everyone started leaving the office. Your friends who passed by, give you muted encouragements and smirks as you shoo them away before Noah. You patiently waited, finishing up some paper work for roughly 15 minutes when his office door opened. He stepped out, holding his jacket and bag. You quickly packed your things, following him along. He escorted you to his car, opening the door for you to get in before walking around to the drivers seat. "Ready?" You shyly nodded. He started the engine before the two of you arrived at a luxurious restaurant. You were greeted by the amazing modern yet classy interior. The host brought you to your table near the window that outlooks the night life of the city. After placing your orders, the two of you have light conversations. It was still a little awkward for you getting comfortable around him but you could feel how warm the atmosphere was. "It still amazes me." He took a sip of his drink. "It's almost as if you're a new person outside of work." You paused midway of drinking your drink as your ex's voice echoed in your head.

"It's almost as if you're a new person." Noah saw your dazed expression. "Ah, sorry. Did I say something wrong?"

"No no. It just reminded me of something someone told me before." You placed down your wine, swirling it around on the table.

He cleared his throat. "I meant what I said in a good way." He clarifies. "You're always so hardworking and put together. It's almost as nothing can bring you down. But being able to see this side of you, well, it almost reminds me that you're human after all." The two of you laughed. "I like this side of you. The side where you don't have to be perfect. The side where you can be you, and specially you. Don't you?" He held up his glass to you as you lifted your, clinking them together.

Dinner was pleasant, filled with wholesome laughter, deep conversations and delicious food. It was a night that you'll never imagine having with Noah but also one where you were finally true to your feelings. You knew you liked Noah, but decided to keep it to yourself, as a you didn't want to ruin what you have with him now. "Let me drive you home" You frantically shook your head, waving your hands in front of you.

"It's alright. You've already brought me to this beautiful place and paid for dinner. I'll just take the taxi home."

He grabbed one of your wrist, pulling you to his car. "It's dangerous to be alone at this time. Plus, you're intoxicated. You got into his car, defeated by your attempts. The car back to your place was surprisingly quiet. Your head were filled of thoughts of what you should say and what you shouldn't.

"Thank you once again for everything tonight, Mr. Han. I will be sure to repay you next time." You heard him chuckle.

"I heard that you drop titles and honorifics outside of work and during gatherings." You little out a shy chuckle. "We're outside work yet you still address me as you do at work." He pulled up to your place. You didn't want to leave just yet. I wanted to stay with him a little longer.

"Well, that's because you're my boss..." You trailed off, trying to defend yourself. He turned his attention away from the wheel and at you.

"So you can address me as 'Noah' with your coworkers but not me?" You looked at him confusingly, before the scene during lunch break relasped.

"Towards Noah? Well he's really observant and thoughtful." Your jaw dropped from realization. "Ah, that's-"

"What a dream it'll be to heard Y/N address my title. I guess that's just who I am to her, even after all these years." He thought out loud, crossing his arms over his chest. Peeking over at you to see your guilty expression. How cute you were to tease. "Y/N." You flinched looking at his playful smile. He slowly leaning closer as your back hit the door of the car. "Call me Noah." You squinted your eyes shut as his face was inches away from yours. You could feel his breath on your cheek.

"Noah..." You let you a small voice. You heard the seat shuffle before opening one of your eyes to see him seated back.

"I couldn't hear you."

You rolled your eyes. How playful he can be. " Mr. Noah." You repeated, sounding more confident. He lets out a laugh.

"No exactly what I'm looking for but I guess it'll come along with practice." He teased once again before you gave him a playful glare.

You crossed your arms, looking out the window. "Why are you acting like this, do you like me or something?" You questioned out of the blue. Maybe it was the wine you drank, but you were loosened up. There was silence on his end as you saw his reflect through the window and turned to look at him. He was resting his arms over the wheel, head slightly tilted. His charming smile almost made your heart burst.

"You caught me."

Your pupils widen, feeling your face heat up, completely taken back from his response. He tries to reach over to touch your cheek before you opened the door, stepping out. He looked surprised, with a hint of sadness by your actions but you didn't want this to be a misunderstanding. You cleared your throat, sitting back into the car, looking straight as he was startled by your confusions behavior. Just then, you leaned over to him, giving him a kiss on the cheek before stepping out once again. "Thank you for driving me and dinner tonight." You bit your lip for the next part. "Good night, N-Noah." You bowed, walking away. His face slowly lit up as he chuckled at himself by how adorable you looked before driving home. You closed the door behind you as you let out a long sigh, feeling your heart race. You smiled to yourself, shaking your head at how cute he was.

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