「 a cupful of love 」↻hyunlix ✔

01. Young heir of the company

Hyunjin:

Papers, documents, ink, this is what my room- sorry my cabin, looks and smells of each day.

Born with a silver spoon, having all the maids do your work since childhood, Being handed all the stuff you want since you were born, travelling in a Limo,

Doesn't it sound fun? Yes.
As much as it sounds fun, it is not.

Even though, I have been handed everything I have wanted all my life, I'm 22 now..

I have never received what I needed.
What I need? Care, love and affection from my 'Family'.

And, incase you have been wondering, No this isn't any cliché movie or book where the older brothers are caring.

Yes, I do have an older sibling. You can see him as the second lead in Korean-Dramas. Still scratching your head and trying to guess?

Inyeop. Hwang Inyeop. He ran away when I was aged just 16.
He wanted to be an actor, but he wasn't allowed to as he was positioned as the next ceo. And that is why, I'm stuck here since I turned 17.

That's just not it about my family,
I have a younger sister, Hwang Yeji. She is set to debut with her girlgroup, ITZY.

I am quite happy about her debut, Don't think of me like that. I'm a nice older brother.

Mom and dad, they never let me choose what I wanted to do..

After Inyeop hyung ran away on my 16th birthday, they made a choice that they will make me the Heir when I turned 17, as I was their last choice left.

Yeji couldn't be the heir because to them, 'Girls are not capable of being at such a responsible chair'.

My respected mother is a man, then?

*Phone ring*
"Yes, Mr Choi?" I spoke to the other line, hands in my forehead, rubbing my eyes because I was tired.

"Bring the paperworks in my office, yes I'll sign them."

Choi YeonJun, my secretary. He has been working in our company for like 6 years, 1 year for my parents and 5 years for me.
He was here since he was 17? Well ofcourse, since he had to be the next secretary after HIS parents, he had to learn a secretary's job. How pathetic our parents are.

*Knock, knock*

"Come in."

"M-Mr H-Hwang, these- ugh- b-bundles- a-are so-"

"Hold on," I got up from this uncomfy leather chair, "W-woah, these are heavy-"

"Phew!" He sighed after putting the paperworks with me on the table.

"Thank you, Mr-"

"Didn't I told you to call me by my name?"

"Okay, as you wish Hyunjin."

"You have been with me since 5 years, hyung." His expressions turned into 'shocked'.

"Oh my god, really?" I-

"Yeah," I like him, he's better than Inyeop hyung. "You're better than Inyeop hyung, hyung."

As soon I finished my sentence, a hand went flying to close his mouth, maybe expressing 'shock'. Gosh, he is so dramatic.

"Oh no no, you shouldn't say that- I mean, he is your biological brother, and... I am your- yourrrrr..... bestfriend?" He is cute.

"Finee, bestfriend." I rolled my eyes at him.

He giggled, and I found myself giggling with him too.

"Okay, Hyunjinie.. sign them, and call me when done, or else your mom will most likely fry us."
I already imagine her doing so.

"Yeah, right."

My late grandfather was the one who started this company, A designer family.

Tells, where I got my talent in artistry from. I am attracted to art, pretty much attracted to abstract art rather than these stupid clothe designs.

I wanted to become a painter on growing up...

But, my parents would lecture me

'A painter? Do you think that will give you money even for one meal if we happen to abandon you? Being an actor or an idol will give you enough money to last your life time, artistry won't make you enough to last a day.'

I never cared about how much I would earn! Money didn't mattered, atleast I'd be happy.

I was deep in thoughts when,

*Knock knock*

Who is it this time..

"Come.. in.." My voice trailed off, indicating I was tired.

"Ding dong!" The door opened, a chipmunk like face peeped in. Jisung...

"Jisung," He smiled on hearing his name, and jumped inside.

"Heyyyy~ babeeee~" not again.

"Shutup, Han Jisung. That was just a skit."

"Dang, fine. You're so cold."

"I know." I answered back, eyes on the paper I am signing.

"Aish, anyway," I looked up at him, obviously waiting for him to finish. "Do you, perhaps wanna go to that cafe where we used to hangout?" He said with his infamous puppy look, he is cute for sure.

Explains, why he had the eyes of the Badboy in highschool, Minho. Though he rejected him, poor guy!

I looked at him and sighed, then looked at the bundle of papers, and at him.

"Oh." He said with a little disappointment.

Oh no nooo, he can only save me from this work.

Jisung don't leave my brother!

"I will call aunty and ask her, she won't reject me." He winked at me and pulled out his phone to dial mom's number.

I LOVE YOU HUSBAND.

"Hello, this is Han Jisung,"

".. Ah, yes yes, Hyunjin's bestfriend-"

"Actually aunty.." He left the room,

Ahh, is he planning something stupid? Because mom won't let me go without something in return...

For sure this man is planning something..

Oh yeah, he is.

This is Han Jisung we are talkin' about, what do you expect?

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