"Mr. Yang?" Sunghoon uttered the moment the door revealed Jungwon, already wearing his formal tuxedo.
"Mr Park good morning, please get inside"
"I just want my car back—"
"I need you to take care of Sunoo for me" he cut off immediately, catching Sunghoon off guard.
"What? Mr. Yang I don't have time for your shit, I only need my car" the younger ran his fingers through his brunette silky hair before pulling the actor inside Sunoo's unit and shoving him inside the room.
"Look, I saw your schedule last time and you had a 3 day break. I won't ask you this if only I have a choice but I can't take care of him because I'd have to show up for him in Beijing as his representative for the contract...we can't lose this deal because we've been working on it for months! I hope you take this into consideration, Sunoo doesn't function when he has a fever—"
"What about the other guy?"
"What guy?"
"You know...that tall guy who drives him around" Sunghoon asked, slightly hesitant because he couldn't believe himself for remembering the people who sorounds the younger.
"Heeseung? He's in Spain right now. I also can't hire people to take care of him because...well, for safety purposes"
Sometimes, trust issue is a problem and from a victim like Kim Sunoo, it can be lethal.
Some wounds just remain untouched and unhealed, deep within.
"I'll pay you"
"You sound just like your boss" Sunghoon scoffed, nearly cursing for hearing the exact same phrase over and over again.
"That's all there is to offer—"
"No Mr. Yang. There is so much more to offer than that stupid money of yours" both lads stared at each other's gazes. One whose eyes are filled with irritation and one who's trying to read the other.
Jungwon wouldn't deny that the actor's words hit a nerve and that he wasn't expecting him to answer that way. Now fed up, Sunghoon started taking off his coat.
"Donate my pay to charity, I'll send you their donation link later" he blatantly added before plopping himself on the soft couch.
"Well? Don't you have a flight to catch?"
"Right. Then I'll trust you with this...also, avoid sharp things when he's around"
"What? why—"
"Goodbye Mr. Park" with that, he left.
'Great! Now I'm forced to babysit someone' Sunghoon thought before walking towards the kitchen and to his surprise, it was empty.
'huh? Does this guy even eat?'
The actor looked at his wrist watch and started counting time. He then decided to call his manager and asked him to buy a few ingredients he could use to make congee.
Sunghoon had graduated in a nice college and during that time, he was also in a dormitory and learned a lot of things. It's safe to say that he pretty much lived like a normal person before he got successful.
He enjoyed life.
A total opposite of what Sunoo did.
After receiving all the ingredients along with the medicines he added, he started cooking.

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do not cross that line [sunsun✓]
FanfictionKim Sunoo likes to be fucked and he likes it best when rough. And the only person who can satisfy his needs? It's Park Sunghoon, his fuck buddy, a straight man- or so they thought? -- "don't you get it Park?! I want more!" "we're fuck buddies, do no...