Short Ship Stories

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"Blinding lights"
(I'll tell you when to turn up the song)

"I believe there is nothing else we can discuss, Yoo."

Elder spoke with much diligence, wrinkles on his face curving over the salty smile of his. He had never had any pleasure facing his so called 'partner', Yoo Minjun.

It had been a spectacular rivalry, that peaked only at this generation of Son's-Yoo's yearly long bond. These two names had worked together for more than a century, being the biggest names in drink and beverage industry.
But, eventually, the dark horses appear. Thus came along the spawns named Yoo Minjun and Son Hansol, who, destined to work together, decided to hate each other instead.

And they knew their sons would follow their steps "in the name of conquering the title of the best". Or something along the lines played in Yoo Kihyun's head each time he, his father Yoo Minjun and the Son's had their monthly meeting.

This time they were at their own, "Yoo's D" company's residence. D stands for drinks, though Kihyun had always spiralled over that name, when he grew to acknowledge it. It's a great campaign among the youngsters and tourists.

Sleek white walls enveloped the 4 males, each representative family sitting at one end of the glass table. It was an intimidating space for most, like the secretary, who had stepped inside with more water glasses. But never to Kihyun, not anymore. He felt powerful, he felt important. And taller than usual.

The tallness crumbled under Son families metric genes.

"I believe, that your company is making a grand mistake with the next step you are planning to do. Italian wine might sound like a dream, but one wrong move and the money strategy will churn into a one big clump of... butter.." Son Senior continued, blowing out the last words, his eyes just peeking at the poor secretary's ass, while she was leaning with the water.

Momentarily acknowledging, that he will have to apologise to the clearly uncomfortable girl later, Kihyun's mind zoned out from the ridiculous banter those two old folks were having. He was great at multitasking anyways and already knew what what the company needs.

Right now his sight had landed deep into Son Hansol's offsprings eyes- Son Hyunwoo's. He had been just looking at Kihyun for some time, not even taking secretary's presence. You could call this their game- while the elders went off, Kihyun and Hyunwoo just stared at eachother.

Brown, dark orbs, with the most serious, yet peaceful vibe eyed Kihyun. But it didn't fool Kihyun. He had never felt intimidated under Son's stare and the other male just made him roll his eyes. They both were the paired up generation, that fell together for the partnership of a lifetime.

Ancient Yoo and Son had said "We will work together forever", so now everyone was stuck, what a treat.

"Kihyun, you have anything lastly to add? You know... the THING?!" Impatience and a elbow dunk from his father brought Kihyun back to the business reality.

"Oh, of course. The Chae-Lee enterprises have decided to take up on our offer, but their statement, of what they are willing to pay, would let only one of the companies to fully function."

"Oh, would you look at that. You really listened and used that snarky tongue of yours, well done Yoo!"

Son Hyunwoo barked immediately back, not letting even air to breathe itself after Kihyun's speech. Poking his tongue against his inner cheek, Kihyun smirked. This audacity.