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"Yes, Mr. Smith, that sounds great," Seokjin says as he looks out the car window, seeming to notice the unusually dark sky this Tuesday morning. He continues to speak in what you've now confirmed is his business voice, low and serious and oozing with confidence. "Let me go check my schedule and see when we can meet. My secretary will let you know, thank you."
He puts the phone down and like clockwork, calls for the man in the passenger seat.
"Yoong—"
"Yoongi, what's my schedule like this week?" You interject in your low and supposedly confident voice, knowing it's going to be Jin's next sentence.
He turns to you with furrowed brows. "Are you making fun of me?"
"Oh, not at all," you smile sweetly, trying to act innocent.
"She is, actually," Yoongi says matter-of-factly. "She wonders why you ask that every time when you can easily check the tablet that you're holding to see your schedule."
"Gee, thanks for throwing me under the bus, Mr. Min," you glare at him, but he merely sticks out the tip of his tongue to tease you while the rest of his face remains expressionless.
"So you were teasing," Seokjin arches his eyebrow.
"It's just funny that you ask Yoongi after every one of these morning calls when you literally could just tap once and your calendar would show up in the tablet you're holding," you say with a little laugh.
"Ah, it's a habit," your husband chuckles. "And I don't know, something about his voice calms me down, like he's not stressed about my schedule even if it's pretty tight. Kinda need that one person sometimes, you know?"
You give him a comforting smile and he smiles back.
"But really, Yoongi, how's it today?" Seokjin asks.
"You have a meeting with your father in the morning, a luncheon in Jeju, a press conference in the afternoon, and a business call with the Singapore office after," Yoongi says without missing a beat.
"Ah, that's quite a day you've got ahead," you nudge your husband's arm.
"And what about ___? How's her schedule like today?" He asks his secretary.
"Mrs. Kim hasn't given me access to her calendar yet," the younger man replies.
The name is still something you're getting used to, even if it's what most people call you already, but you don't correct Yoongi in front of Jin the way you normally would when your husband isn't around. You don't want him to feel like you're the one who despises the situation.
"Why not?" He turns to you.
"Uh, why, though? Yoongi's your secretary. He only needs to know your schedule," you shrug, also still getting used to other people being in your business now. You've only been a Director for a year, yet even having an assistant who has to manage things for you is something you're not fond of.
"There are conjugal events that Yoongi can only confirm our attendance to if he knows your schedule," Seokjin explains. "I won't ask you to drop what you're doing for it, so he has to know, too. But I understand if it's too intrusive, I won't force it upon you, either."
Right. You do have your wife duties, after all.
"Ah, it's fine then," you say, immediately giving access to the said man, who eventually states your schedule for the day.
"Product deliberations in the morning, lunch meeting with the chef for the collab project, farm visit in the afternoon," Yoongi reads out, and you do agree - his calming voice reduces the stress somehow.
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The Light of Dead Stars | KSJ
FanfictionSeries summary: Your unconventional arranged marriage with your company's President, Kim Seokjin, is necessary, practical, and simple - both your families benefit, and he minds his own business and so do you. But when a slip-up causes his parents t...