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.
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♫; Got me going through the roof Really don't care what we do We could fly to the moon I see your lips moving But we ain't got a clue
♫ — WayV ~ Love talk
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The current atmosphere was something Yeosang did not find interesting at the moment, Let alone the fact that he had ruined the iron material of one or two; A very huge dent perfectly visible on one side of each cans that had previously been scattered on the ground from the outburst of the door against the vending machine.
However, Soon enough, His brain couldn't malfunction right. Hearing the voice of another man just a few inches away from him was thunderous, Making it hard for him to focus on the bottle cans and the mess he'd made on the floor, Instead - His concentration was directed to the question he had been asked, - And how crazily familiar the softness of the voice was, Igniting a suspicion he knew he shouldn't feel.
Sitting on his heels, Trying to fix the mistake of carelessly making everything fall into one another, Indeed seemed creepy and uncomfortable, Especially for a passer-by. Not mention the paranoia that made him feel absolutely helpless, Something he couldn't control despite having worked on countless of times. The curiosity that bubbled up inside his tight chest couldn't have been any dense, And he just needed to check, To make sure that maybe, Maybe, His brain was making things up.
Slowly, His head moved on it's own towards the direction of the voice - And instantly regretted it.
"S-Seong... Hwa?"
There was no denying that the opposite was just as shocked, Asking himself if it was ever a good idea to ask about it circumstance. Messy, Gorgeous blonde hairs - So, So smooth, And Yeosang's heart skipped a beat - Wondering how it would be to run his fingers over them, Flushed cheeks looking redder than the petals of a rose, Lips so pretty, So pink that almost made him forget about the tragic past that led them to nowhere, And how badly it affected him.
"Yeosang? What are you doing in here?" Yeosang heard the other male ask after a long minute of drowning silence, And not a moment later, The handsome male from earlier had crouched down in front of him, Helping him pick up the mess that he so desperately failed at doing due to the lack of focus, Shock and confusion he felt. All at once.
"I... I am here to stay hydrated..." He mumbled to himself more than anyone else, Throat growing sore with each word pushing in. "What about you? Why are you in here?"
"It's my day off, I ran out of flour, And was really in the mood for pizza, So," Seonghwa shrugged, Unbothered by the situation. "So, How have you been? What do you do for a living now?" He asks as they walk down the aisles, Reaching for a bag of flour and a few eggs, Placing them carefully in a plastic bag while also maintaining a good eye-contact in between them.
