Runaway

seven

In the next shop, the two girls walk in with Nayeon pulling her wrist off her boss' grip.

"Can you stop acting like a kid?" Jeongyeon said in austerity while glancing at the other people in the shop.

"You've stolen my first kiss, you pervert!" Nayeon hissed.

Smirking, Jeongyeon raised a brow at this information. That explains why her maid seems to know nothing about the kissing stuff.

"Oh... apparently, you willingly submit it to me. You were the one to do the first move so stop this nonsense." Jeongyeon rebutted and leaned closer to the latter while glancing at Nayeon's lips.

"You..." That is all Nayeon could mutter and pushed the blonde with her cheeks burning red while her not-so-evil employer was just chuckling at her reaction. Jeongyeon is amused at her.

Soon, Jeongyeon got satisfied with what she had bought for the oblivious maid who thought the dresses were for Jeongyeon's night partners.

Right now, the two were about to head out when Nayeon sees her sister on the escalator. She quickly hid behind Jeongyeon that caught the blonde's attention.

"What?" Joengyeon asked.

"My ex is there, just keep an eye on the front of us," Nayeon warned when Jeongyeon looks around.

"The guy from earlier is not there though. Ah, how many exes exactly do you have?" Jeongyeon inquired.

"Just keep your eyes straight on the road. Don't argue with me." Nayeon spat.

"Or else what?" Jeongyeon turned to her and leaned closer.

"W-what? You're crazy." Nayeon said and walks ahead of her boss as they reached the ground floor to the exit, carrying the bags of clothes Jeongyeon bought.

'Argh! Why is she so annoying? I hate her so much!' Nayeon thought.
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The ride back to the penthouse was silent and Nayeon is much thankful that her boss did not ask about her lame excuses earlier about one of Hwasa's men and her sister.

As they reached the house, Nayeon drops all the bags on the floor and glared at her boss.

"Here's your bags. You're big enough to bring them to your room," Nayeon said and rolled her eyes at the blonde.

"Excuse me miss, I am the boss here so stop acting like a brat and start opening the bags...one by one," Jeongyeon instructed. "And stop rolling your eyes at me, if you don't I will deduct-"

"Okay, okay, your majesty," Nayeon said sarcastically. "I will open them right away," she added as she began picking up the bags and bringing them to the living room.

While she was pulling the dresses out of the bag she then starts folding them.

"What are you doing?" Jeongyeon asked.

"Are you blind, or what? I am folding them, duh." Nayeon rebutted.

"Who told you to fold them?" Jeongyeon asked.

"Well..." Nayeon thrilled off as she thought of an explanation.

"I told you to pull them out of the bags, not to fold them. You are going to try them on." Jeongyeon said, surprising the brunette.

"Wait, what?" Nayeon asked.

"Are you deaf, or what?" Jeongyeon asked, mimicking her tone earlier.

"Wait, these are not for your girlfriends?" Nayeon asked in disbelief.

"I'm running out of clothes because you are wearing them, so I decided to buy your own. Besides, I don't like my girls complaining that I smelt like my maid," Jeongyeon explained.

"You said a lot, I only asked once, and for your information..." Nayeon paused as she smelt the clothes she was wearing. "I don't smell bad. I washed them properly," Nayeon reasoned.

"Hmmm... Just put them on already," Jeongyeon said and slouch on the single sofa.

As for Nayeon, she did as she was told, and just like Jeongyeon expected, the dresses look good on her. She looks more feminine, mature, and no doubt that men would be turning their heads if she passes by them.

Just as Nayeon walks out to show Jeongyeon the last dress, a man looks at her from head to toe and she noticed that Jeongyeon's face was now grim.

"I didn't know your flings were coming this early," the man said.

"She's not a fling," Jeongyeon said coldly.

"Hmmm, very feminine huh. No wonder Kyu-," the man said while walking around Nayeon and was being cut by the shorter one.

"Cut it out, dad! Mi-an is not my fling, nor one of my one-night stand. We're not fucking!" Jeongyeon snapped as she grabbed Nayeon's wrist and pulled the brunette to the side.

"Go to your room and don't come out 'til I say so," Jeongyeon whispered before she turned to her dad.

When Nayeon left them, she then told the man she was her girlfriend, not knowing that the latter heard what she had said.

"That bastard, why does she have to tell him that? We're not even friends, to begin with." Nayeon said before she walked inside her room and slammed the door shut.