New job, New boss.
Yeosang's taste in men isn't always wholesome - But the handsome man he meets makes him rethink, And the boundary between the boss and his secretary slowly leads to something more.
The hardness of your fingertips crashed upon me like a volcano, Radiating an afterglow of carefree; A wildfire glowing under the burning moonlight - Beneath the intense shadows of the endless night, Where I became yours, And you mine.
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❝ Welcome to 'Egoistic' part two ❞
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"Everything I did, From the top to the bottom, Was all on your behalf."
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"I never asked for you to love me, Counting me in is all I've ever asked for."
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"You do know I hate lying the most, So why did you think it was the way out?"
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"Taking a taste of your own medicine is bitterly poisonous, Sometimes sweet."
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"I love games, But the game you are playing at the moment is not enjoyable."
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"You were right, Really. Us... We were meant to stay alone."
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"Are you hungry? Do you want me to bring you something to eat?"
Pushing the ground with his feet, The chair moved backwards, Making a creaking sound that had to no little meaning as a fresh air of relax fell over the skin of his thighs like a blanket, Letting out a deep breath for the tenth time that evening in lethargy. His shoulders shrugged in a quick rhythm, And the gorgeous pink beanie moved in sync - Falling off his silky black strands and onto the black leathers of the chair that was still in place.
"No, Yunho, I am not that hungry yet..."
The truth was, He was very hungry. What he had told was actually lies that tasted so bad in his mouth, Making his insides stink with each word pushing through, And he knew it well - Each sentence he uttered was gibberish and far from what he felt at the moment, Spoken aloud for the meaningless purposes of convincing himself that he was not needy, Free to live without anyone getting in the way.
The experience from the past few months still lives free in his heart to this day, And not the phobia of giving out his trust has died down. Although he already decided to move on from the blatant past, Growing in a cozy apartment of different flowers he had been receiving and showered with the love and affection he was never given before, Not a single day of his life, But he wasn't happy. There were times where he wished it was someone else instead. And that thought let alone was enough to destroy him, Making him believe that the love life he had long been waiting for was nothing more than just a sick little game.
The elder's touch is still spread all over his skin, And his soft voice had nestled himself inside his head like a bird - Singing goodnight songs to him whenever he drifted off into the dream worlds. There were times where he wished he could just go back, And maybe give what they once had in between another chance, Even if it was none other than a feral desire that had died long ago.
"Sang..."
Hearing the tone his friend used, Yeosang sighed, Knowing that he couldn't probably get out of this. Right on cue, His stomach grumbled, Like a wild animal begging to be fed. After all, Food was like his anti-depressant, So he agreed.
"Alright, Pass me that pack of beef."
It was time for him to start a new chapter of his life.
