Fatal Attraction ࿐B2

Chapter 14

⚠️Warning - Strong language

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Min Ho's POV-

Standing in front of the mirror in my room, I stare back at my reflection as I look down at my arm.

I then grab the end of the bandages and unwrap them, exposing my wound with a sigh.

It still ached, but I grew to tolerate the pain at this point.

Looking back up at my face, I swallow hard as I reach over and grab my jacket, swinging it swiftly.

I then leave my room, heading downstairs and grabbing my car keys before exiting my home.

~ Time lapse ~

Pulling up to my job, I drive into the parking lot and park my car, getting out shortly after.

Shutting my car door, I look up at the building with a heavy sigh.

Here we go..

Walking up to the building, I make my way inside and down the hall all the way to my department.

"Min Ho!" I hear a coworker of mine say as he stands up, coming over to me with a bright smile.

"Hey!" I say back, going over to him.

"Welcome back, man! It's good to see you again!" He says as he pats my shoulder.

A few more of my coworkers come over as well, greeting me with wide smiles.

Shortly after, I then make my way to my shared office with Hee Joon, seeing him standing by the door with an raised eyebrow and his arms crossed.

Smiling, I look down as I make my way over to him.

"Are you sure you're ready to be back in action?" He says

I chuckle before looking back up at him,

"If I have to stay locked up in my house for another second, I'll lose it." I giggle.

Hee Joon laughs as well as he puts his arm over my shoulder, pulling me to his side.

"Good, I'm glad to see your face around here again. It's been too quiet." He says.

I scoff as we enter our office, Hee Joon letting me go as I sit down at my desk with a huff.

He then sits at the edge of my desk just as we hear a few knocks at our door, making us both turn our attention over to it.

There stood our boss, looking in at me with a wide smile.

"Lee Min-Ho! Welcome back!" He says as he steps in.

I smile as I pull my chair in closer to my desk.
"It's good to be back." I respond

"How is your arm?" He asks

"It's functional." I say, moving my arm around slightly.

"Good enough." He laughs.