THAT SECRETARY

eight

i came to work with a heavy heart. i tried to focus on the papers in front of me and revising almost everything.

donghyuck, on the other hand, only talks to me if he needs something in relation to his job. like he needs something to be signed, or if i need him to visit a few departments and when i asked him to bring me coffee. and right now he's on the ground floor since i asked him to visit johnny's department and ask for the copy of the company's stocks.

“daddy?”

i sigh. “yes baby?”

“channie...” he holds his stomach. “channi hungwy. channie has to eat chicken.”

i chuckle and scoot down so i could meet his adorable face. his saliva dripping down but he wipes it with the hem of his shirt and looked back up to me.

“you want to eat fried chicken?”

he nods cutely.

“daddy will call chicken okay? can channie wait for five minutes?”

he tilted his head and raised his hands for me to carry him so i did. “how much is five minutes?”

i chortle and boop his nose using my finger and placed him in my lap.

“five minutes is from here,” i point at the small hand. “to here…” i said and pointed a the lines that indicates that five minutes had already passed.

“channie can wait for chicken.”

“daddy will buy chicken first.”

“otay! okay!”

i placed him carefully and adjusted the chair so he wouldn't have a hard time checking the time, since his face is right in front of the clock. i called jungwoo and asked him to deliver me chicken in five.

“baby?”

“daddy?”

“what does papa like?”

he plops his body to me and swayed his feet. “papa, wikes… uh… teddy beaws. channie wikes cars.”

“papa likes bears?”

he nodded eagerly. “papa have lots of beaws, but bad fire, burn house. papa lost beaws. channie lost cars. no mow anymow.”

my heart cracks when i saw his face, so sad, frowning and his tears are brimming at the sides of his eyes. he's very sad that he lost his toys and his papa's bears.

“daddy will buy you lots and lots of toys okay? don't cry baby, hmm?”

“channie won't cry anymore… because haechan is good. papa told haechan not to cwy anymowe.”

“sir, i have the files— channie get down there!” donghyuck hisses as soon as the door opens.

“it's okay.” i shrug him off.

“daddy said it's okay. no mad papa, okay?”

donghyuck had let go of the files and placed it in my table. then he reaches for haechan's arms and carried him.

“daddy said he buy chicken! channie is hungwy and if me hungwy, me angwy!”

if he's hungry, he's angry? cute.

“why didn't you tell me then? papa can buy you chicken.” donghyuck had told the baby with a small pout forming in his lips. and that shit is cute as well.

then we heard a door knock.

“i'll get it.” i said and walked towards the door. i'm just being careful for jungwoo not to see the baby since donghyuck already pleaded to not let others know.