Good To Me (WonBoo)

Five

"Good morning, Sir Jeon. Here are other documents that need your sign."

"...."

"Sir Jeon."

"...."

"Sir Jeon?"

"...."

The secretary politely takes a step forward and fakes a cough that makes Wonwoo snaps back to reality. He's been staring at a void and gets lost on it from time to time.

"I'm sorry." Wonwoo fixes his suit and sits properly. He sees loads of documents on his table and immediately gains a headache. Suddenly taking his older brother's position is giving him a hard time. "You may leave these. I'll call you when I'm done so you can process this."

The male secretary bows before leaving the room quietly.

Wonwoo pulls one of the documents and starts reading onto it but there's nothing he can understand. His mind is floating somewhere else.

Fuck.

He lays his back on his swivel chair and turns himself around like how a kid would do when they sit on one. He closes his eyes while massaging his temples. He slept for a few hours after Seungkwan left that midnight. The younger didn't come back until he falls into slumber but when he wakes up there's still a breakfast readily prepared for him.

Wonwoo's been staying with Seungkwan for more than a week already and the younger never missed a day to prepare breakfast for him. And Wonwoo as a total jerk that he is, he never missed to ignore every breakfast that Seungkwan makes.

Wonwoo's totally annoyed at how Seungkwan is acting.

"He's been wasting that food I chose not to eat. That bastard is really stubborn. I won't ever get down with his charity." Wonwoo mumbles and tries his best to focus on loads of papers in front of him.

The door to his office opens up without a knock. He lifts his head and sees his father walking in, hands inside the pockets of his jet black slacks.

"Go fetch Seungkwan at the university after signing those papers and go straight in our house."

"What? No! Why would I?"

"It's your mom's birthday, he wants Seungkwan in the house."

"No. I won't fetch him. Go make one of your drivers do it. Also, send mom my greetings. I'm not going."

"You are."

"I'm not-"

"Jeon Wonwoo."

His father didn't raise a voice but it was full of authority. Wonwoo is hardheaded but he knows when to obey and not to. It's better not to piss off his dad today.

"Fine."

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Seungkwan's ready to go home. He doesn't have any more subjects for the day and his shift at Jihoon's pub would start in five hours. He already decided that he would use those time to take a nap. No one will bother him anyway since Wonwoo is probably at work.

That's what he thought.

His phone rings and an unknown number flashes on the screen. He doesn't usually answer phone calls from random people but he did anyway.

"Hello?"

"Faster. I'm waiting outside."

"Wonwoo hyung-"