Bodyguard

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"Dad! I don't need a bodyguard!" Wooyoung complained to his father, banging his hands on the dinner table

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"Dad! I don't need a bodyguard!" Wooyoung complained to his father, banging his hands on the dinner table.

"Sweetie...your father just wants your safety." His mother calmly smiled, used to her son's attitude.

"I am safe without someone following me everywhere!"

"Son, you know I have enemies that are tracking me down, you could be their target." Wooyoung's father explained while eating.

"No! How am I supposed to hang out with my friends! Do you want to embarrass me?!"

"Enough! Your bodyguard will be here tomorrow and that's final!"

"Ughh!" Wooyoung got up and went up to his room, slamming the door.

He laid on his bed and grabbed his phone to call his best friend Yeosang.

YS: "Hello?"

WY: "Hey, what are you doing?"

YS: "I'm going home from work, what's up?"

WY: "I need your help tomorrow."

YS: "With?"

WY: "My dad hired a bodyguard to follow me and I can't have that."

YS with a sigh: "Woo, we've been over this, your father knows what's best for you."

WY: "Yeosang! You're supposed to be on my side! Plus, I'm an adult, I don't need someone protecting me."

YS: "Didn't they try to assassinate you before?"

WY: "I was a kid, it's different now."

YS: "it's not, your father is a famous politician, and with the upcoming elections, more people will try to get to him."

WY: "I want my privacy though! Do you realize we will have someone following us around?"

YS: "Wooyoung, what do you want."

WY: "I want you to help me get away tomorrow before the bodyguard comes."

YS: "Sure, whatever, I need to cook now, see you tomorrow."

*Beep beep beep*

Wooyoung groaned. "Nobody understands!"

"Come in..." he called when there was a knock on his door.

"Your dinner sir." The maid smiled as she brought a tray with Wooyoung's uneaten dinner.

Even after arguing with his parents and rudely leaving the dinner table, they send the food to his bedroom.

He was that spoiled.

Wooyoung glared it her. "I don't want it, leave!" He threw a cushion at the innocent maid, who bowed quickly and left.

*Ding*

Wooyoung picked up his phone to check the text he received.

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