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Coffee | KSJ

Synopsis: You find yourself working another late night in the office alone. You’re used to it, but things aren’t as typical this night. You start to think maybe your office building is haunted. What’s really hiding in your workplace?

Pairing: Jin x Reader

Word count: 3.4k

Warnings: my bad attempt at humor

It’s not unusual for you to have to stay in the office late into the night sometimes. It’s been a normal part of your job since you started there a year ago. What’s not so normal is the amount of technical issues you’ve had to face tonight between your computer forcing you to restart it immediately and the suddenly unstable internet connection.

You don’t mind staying late, that’s one of the few times you can get some peace. You can turn your music on and dance your way through your work. You don’t have to listen to the one coworker who has a strong opinion about everything, or smell the one who keeps burning their popcorn in the microwave making it essentially unusable for 24-48 hours. There’s no one constantly standing over your shoulder or the one really sweet coworker who unfortunately doesn’t know when to stop talking. Honestly, if it were up to you, you’d prefer to work these hours when you can be left alone.

The internet disconnects once again and you’re nearly fed up. You decide to go to the break room for a drink of water in hopes that the internet is back when you return to your desk. All of the lights in the building are motion sensor so the lights all turn on the moment you stand up.

The light feels blinding at this hour so you manually turn them back off and go into the break room where the lights turn on in there once you enter. You cringe then grab a cup and pour yourself some water from the dispenser. It seems someone had been in there earlier and left a half drank cup of coffee and a plate with nothing but crumbs sitting on the counter. You shake your head and sigh at how people can be so messy. You take it upon yourself to throw everything out once you finish your water.

The office is dark on all sides. The break room is in the middle of the floor with desks and office space on each side. The other side is for a different department which you hardly see except during company events or when you happen to go in the break room the same time as one of them. There’s only a few faces from that side that you recognize. Actually there’s only one face you recognize because it’s probably your favorite face in the entire office. Too bad you don’t even know his name, but damn he looks good.

You shake your head at the thought and bring yourself back to the present. You look over towards the other side of the office which is also dark and think of how lucky they must be that they never work late like you always do, but it’s also good because that gives you the solitude you enjoy.

You go back to your desk to see the internet is still down. You decide to do a little troubleshooting to the best of your ability to try fixing it. You follow the steps the computer’s troubleshooter guides you through until it tells you to provide the serial number for the router.

“How the fuck am I supposed to know that?” You mumble to yourself.

You’re ready to give up and go home and just deal with the additional work tomorrow, but you decide to at least try to find the router as your last attempt to fix it. You grab a pad of sticky notes and a pen and go in search of the router.

You aren’t too sure where it is but you know there’s a small room where all of the network connection devices are. To your surprise the door to the room is wide open when it normally would be closed. You don’t think much of it and go inside to look for the router. Thankfully everything is labeled so it’s not hard for you to find it, but you notice it’s unplugged. You can’t imagine why it’s unplugged or why someone had the door wide open in the first place, but something about it all is starting to seem suspicious.

You write the serial number down just in case then reach your hand behind the shelf the router is on and plug it back in. You shut the door as you leave and go back out to your desk to see that’s all it took and the internet is back connected. You still don’t know why it was unplugged in the first place or how since you’ve been here all day and there wasn’t a problem until recently. Either way, you get back to working so you can hurry and go home.

It seems you didn’t hurry enough and a few minutes later the internet goes out again.

“What the fuck?” You grumble. This is starting to get old and highly annoying.

You go back to the router and see that not only is the door open again but it’s unplugged again as well.

“What the hell is going on?” You don’t want to overreact but you’re definitely starting to get nervous.

You look around the room and see nothing. You plug the router back in and leave shutting the door behind you. On your way back to your desk you make another stop in the break room for another cup of water. Things are weird and you just need a drink to keep your composure.

While you’re sipping your water you notice the cup of coffee is somehow on the counter again. You know you poured it out and threw the cup away so you have no clue how a new cup of coffee appeared. There’s not even any coffee being made in the coffee maker, and the coffee seems to be room temperature as if it had been there a while.

None of this is normal so you poke your head around while staying safely close to the well lit break room. There’s no one on your side of the office and you can’t see a single person on the other side of the office. When you step into the area the motion lights don’t even come on, which they should since you only turned the lights off on your side of the office.

You take a few more steps around looking for signs of life, but you find nothing. There’s no one there. No one asleep at their desks. No computers left on. Not a soul in sight. You don’t know where the phantom coffee is coming from, but you figure it’s best to get back to work and hopefully get out of there quickly.

You return to your desk to begin working again when the power on the entire floor goes out. You’re about to bang your head on the desk when you’re startled by a shrill scream that came from somewhere on the floor. You won’t say you’re scared, but your heart rate has spiked and your arms are littered with goosebumps. Part of you wants to investigate, but another part of you would rather pack your things and try again during daylight hours.

You decide to do just that and try again tomorrow. You start to gather your things then the power returns. Maybe it’s not worth the fight. Plus you’re tired and hungry. You shut your computer down and head for the elevator.

“AISHHH!!!”

A loud yell rips through the office again and you duck for cover out of instinct. You’re quietly listening for anyone but you hear nothing else. The power flickers again delaying your elevator escape. Clearly there’s someone here so you decide maybe they need help.

Against your better judgment, you turn on your phone’s flashlight and slowly make your way in the direction of the scream. You aren’t actually sure where the sound came from so you’re mostly going into this blind. The way your heart is pounding out of your chest doesn’t make things any easier.

Each step you take feels like impending doom. You’re almost certain this is how it feels to walk the plank. When you reach the break room you stop a moment to look around. The cup of coffee is still there seemingly untouched, but a new plate has now replaced the one you threw away earlier.

This time you decide to inspect the other side of the office closer. You didn’t give it a very good look so maybe you missed someone. It’s the only thing you can convince yourself of to keep from panicking. You’re panicking anyway. Every step you take feels like it’s taking years off your life.

You snake through all of the cubicles and even poke your head in the offices to see if there’s anyone around but you find nothing. Not a single sign of life. It’s dark and empty just like the rest of the office.

The power turns back on, but not in the main parts of the office. You turned the lights off on your side and apparently someone did the same to this side. But who? And why? And most importantly, where are they?

With the power running again and your nerves shit, you decided you don’t care enough to stick around any longer. You make your way back towards the elevators when the sound of something crashing behind you scares you out of your skin.

You quickly turn around and see nothing. You run to the light switch and turn all of the lights back on only to see nothing. No one there and nothing that could have fallen and made that sound.

You take quick panicked steps towards the back of the office. You poke your head in the break room to see nothing has changed. You then go towards the room where the router is. The door is only slightly cracked so you throw it open and your soul is sucked clean out of your body when you hear a deafeningly loud scream from a man standing right in the doorway.

“What the fuck?!?!!!!” You scream back in a panic.

“What are you doing here?!?” He yells.

“What are you doing here?!” You shout back.

“Working! What the fuck?!” He clutches his chest and takes a deep breath. “Who are you?!”

He turns on the light and you finally get a look at him. To your surprise, he’s the one guy you recognize who works in the other part of the office. The guy who, although scared to death in this moment, still looks just as handsome as ever.

“Why are you here??” He asks again.

“I was trying to work, what the fuck?”

“Are you the one who threw my coffee away?!” He huffs.

“Are you the one who keeps fucking with the internet?!” You question.

“I’m doing maintenance!”

“By unplugging the router?”

“Duh!” He sasses. “That’s the first step when troubleshooting anything!”

“Why didn’t you just get someone from IT to fix it instead of unplugging it?”

“I am IT!”

“And your solution was to unplug it?”

“It usually works,” he shrugs.

“Wow,” you chuckle. “I guess now that I’ve solved that mystery I’m going to just go home now.”

“Why are you working so late anyway?” He asks.

“I always do,” you shrug. “I’m usually alone though, not being haunted by a coffee drinking IT ghost.”

“You owe me a coffee by the way.”

“Fine,” you sigh. “Do you want me to brew you a pot right now?”

“No, I don’t like that coffee.” He turns and pulls a large bottle out of his backpack that’s sitting on the chair. “I like this coffee.”

He holds up the bottle that is just a juice bottle that’s been emptied and filled with coffee. The label is ripped off and written in marker is ‘Jin’s Brew’ across the bottle.

“Jin’s brew?” You ask. “Who is Jin?”

“I’m Jin!” He stomps his foot. “This is my special brew that I made myself.”

“Ok…how am I supposed to pay you back for your coffee if you only want your special brew? And why do you drink it at room temperature?”

“Can I not have a preference?” He snaps.

“Ok ok, take it easy,” you laugh. “I’m not knocking your preference, just…curious.”

Now that you know he’s not a ghost or an intruder you feel more amused by him. He’s tall with broad shoulders and the face that you wish you could see more than just once or twice a year. At least now you finally know his name is Jin and he works in IT. You start to consider if you should switch to the IT department so you could have some eye candy for once, but mid-thought the power goes out again causing Jin to shriek.

“Stop doing that!” You shout.

“I didn’t do anything!” Jin shouts trying to calm his volume and heart.

“Why does the power keep going out? It’s not even raining!”

“I don’t know.”

“Can’t you figure it out, IT man?”

“IT has nothing to do with power failure!”

Just then you both hear a sound from the other side of the office.

“Who else is here with you?” Jin asks.

“No one,” you say. “Who else is here with you?”

“No one.”

“Ok,” you resolve. “I think I’ll just get out of here because this is crazy.”

“Where are you going to go?” He asks. “The elevators aren’t going to work with no power.”

“I’ll take the stairs.”

“From the 12th floor?”

“You don’t think I can?”

“I didn’t say that, but…maybe we should stick together right?”

“Then come with me,” you offer.

“From the 12th floor??”

Just then a crashing sound rings from another part of the office startling you both again.

“Are you sure you’re alone?” Jin asks quickly grabbing his things.

The lights come back on and it’s a bit blinding after being in the dark. You both pause to listen for anything or anyone around but hear nothing.

“Let’s just get on the elevator before the power goes out again,” he says. “Come on, you have to stay by me because you still owe me a coffee.”

“Really?” You huff following behind him. “How am I supposed to pay you back if you’re a coffee snob?”

“Well excuse me for not wanting to drink the stale coffee in the break room,” he says rolling his eyes.

“Ok then, what other coffee would you drink?”

“Whatever you get me,” he smiles pressing the button for the elevator.

You can’t help but smile back at his big cute smile. He really is the best looking guy in this office. Although he’s being fussy, you can sense the humor in his tone which makes you even more smitten for some reason.

The two of you enter the elevator when it arrives and Jin immediately hits the button for the ground floor. He looks over at you and smiles again.

“I’ve seen you around the office a few times,” he says finally seeming to recognize you. “Didn’t you wear the hot pink unicorn sweater for last year’s ugly sweater contest?”

“Yeah,” you chuckle a little embarrassed. “I didn’t really have any other sweater.”

“I liked it,” he laughs.

“Thanks,” you laugh along. “You can have it because I may never wear it again.”

“Why? It’s perfect.”

Just as the elevator nears the 4th floor, the power goes out again bringing you both to a harsh and immediate stop.

“Nooo!!” Jin wails. “This place is fucking haunted!!”

“Easy there,” you say trying to hold back your laughter. You thought you were scared before, but he’s much worse than you and that makes you feel a bit better. “We just have to wait it out until the power comes back.”

“The walls are closing in,” he says hitting the emergency call button.

“Don’t be so dramatic,” you laugh.

“I’m glad you find this funny,” he pouts.

“Just chill. Sit down and just be patient.” You grab his arm and get him to sit on the floor with you.

There’s silence at first. The two of you sit there with your faces dimly lit by the back up lights in the elevator. You aren’t sure what to say now. Who knows how long you two will be stuck here.

“Well…” Jin says digging into his backpack. “We may be here a while so do you want to play Halli Galli?”

“What?” You ask watching him pull out a bell and a deck of cards. “You just…carry that around with you?”

“You never know when a situation will call for a game of Halli Galli.”

“What?” You laugh. “What type of situation would you possibly be in that would call for a game of Halli Galli?”

“The one where I’m stuck in an elevator for an indefinite amount of time with someone.”

“Are you always this funny?”

“Funny? I’m serious. I like to be prepared for anything.”

You stare at him a moment trying to read his expression but he’s hard to read. His tone is playful but somehow he’s keeping a straight face, which for some reason just makes him even funnier to you.

“Do you want to play or not?” He asks dealing the cards.

“You don’t seem to be giving me a choice,” you chuckle.

“Thanks for being a great team player,” he jokes, blessing you with the shadow of his gorgeous smile.

Despite the low visibility, you two begin playing a game of Halli Galli. Mostly it’s him dominating the entire game, but you find yourself actually having fun. You both chat as you continue playing and learn more about each other.

You learn that he’s single, lives alone, he has a brother, and he’s very enthusiastic about the library of games he has on his computer. He tells you more about his special coffee that he made himself. He took a workshop on a whim one day and learned how to create his own blend. He’s quite an interesting person who also makes you wish that the power would stay out for just a bit longer so you could continue talking.

“It’s too bad we don’t see each other in the office more,” Jin says. “Maybe instead of coffee, you can pay me back with something else?”

“Like what?” You ask.

“Any drink of my choice.”

“Ok,” you agree. “What drink do you want?”

“I’ll think about it and get back to you. You have to agree to it any time I say though.”

“Really?” You pout. He nods and you give in to his bread cheeks. “Fine.”

“First we have to get out of this capsule of death.”

“It sounds 100 times more awful when you call it that.”

“I’m sorry,” he teases. “I’ll call it ‘the elevator in which we will die if we aren’t rescued’.”

“That’s better,” you joke.

There’s a loud grumble that echoes through the elevator. Jin looks at you with wide eyes then sighs.

“I’m starving but I already ate most of my snacks,” he pouts. “I only have a few gummies left.” He reaches into his backpack and pulls out an open bag of gummy worms. “Want one? There’s 3 left.”

“That’s very gentlemanly of you,” you smile taking the offered worm and popping it in your mouth. Handsome, funny, and sweet. What a package.

Just as you two finish snacking on Jin’s emergency gummies, the power comes back on. The lights in the elevator power on rendering you both blind for a second.

“Finally!” Jin shouts jumping to his feet and punching the button for the ground floor. “I’m so hungry!!” He punches the button again.

“Make it work faster, Mr. IT!” You tease standing up.

“Hush, coffee thief!” He hits the button again and the elevator finally begins to move.

You both breathe a sigh of relief once the elevator finally reaches the bottom and the doors open to the lobby.

“Sweet freedom!” Jin dramatically shouts as he emerges from the elevator.

All you can do is laugh. The building is clearly haunted or something, but you were much less anxious with Jin keeping the mood light, though you’re not even sure if he does it intentionally.

“Come on,” he says grabbing your arm. “There’s a restaurant nearby and you owe me a drink of my choice.”

“Restaurant? Now?” You ask.

“You’re hungry too, aren’t you?” He smiles. “You buy my drink, I’ll buy your food.”

“Wait, how-”

“You can’t say no, remember? That was part of the deal.”

“I wasn’t going to say no,” you chuckle. “I just wanted to know what kind of drink you wanted.”

“After all of this? A strong one,” he laughs.

“Agreed,” you nod. “Let’s go!”

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