Kpop Oneshots

Out of the frying pan⭐(pt.1) - JeongCheol

"Okay, that will conclude this meeting. You may all leave now," the man said with a stern expression.

Jeonghan felt relieved to hear those words; he couldn't bear listening to his boss's monotone voice any longer. jeonghan was working for this big company owned by the Choi family, with the son of the family as the second-highest in command, Jeonghan found himself at odds with Seungcheol, the CEO's son.

"Yoon Jeonghan, can I talk to you for a minute?" his boss said in a monotone voice.

Jeonghan stopped dead in his tracks, sighing as his escape mission failed. He turned around and started walking toward the man sitting at the edge of the big table.

"What is it, sir?" he said, putting on a kind smile.

"I just wanted to remind you that the deadline for this project is coming up. Have you completed the papers I asked you to fill out?" his boss inquired, looking up at Jeonghan.

"Not yet, but I'm almost finished, sir," Jeonghan responded.

"Okay, just make sure to get them in by the deadline."

"Yes, sir." Jeonghan bowed and turned around. As soon as he did, his face dropped, and he rolled his eyes.

He couldn't believe the nerve of that man. Couldn't he just trust his employees? Apparently not! Jeonghan absolutely hated Seungcheol's guts, but there was one thing he had to admit: Jeonghan was super gay, and Seungcheol was super hot. He was the definition of a rich CEO sugar daddy, like the ones you see in kdramas. But this didn't help the fact that just seeing his sexy face made Jeonghan's blood boil. He needed a drink after this.

While everyone left the meeting room, Seungcheol stayed. He knew his father would call any minute now, and he was way too tired to deal with his yelling. Soon enough, he heard his phone ring.

"Hello, father," he said as he picked up the call.

His father then went on a long rant about the company and the stocks, and whatever else he felt like complaining about. It wasn't a long call, but it was long enough to wear the boy out.

"I promise, father, it won't happen again," he said once his father finished his rambling.

"And when are you going to find yourself a wife?" his father said in a stern voice.

"I told you, Dad, I already like someone," he responded with a deep sigh, not wanting to have this conversation again.

"Oh, come on, not this again! I don't want you dating a faggot! It would make the company look bad!"

"Dad, you can't use that word! It's disrespectful! And he's super competent and hardworking. He is our best employee," Seungcheol argued, but his father just wouldn't listen.

"I don't wanna hear it! You're gonna marry a girl!"

"I can't deal with this right now; I'm hanging up." And before his father could protest, Cheol had already hung up.

He leaned back in his chair, sighing. He already liked someone—someone competent, talented, beautiful, kind, and loving. And that someone was Yoon Jeonghan.

"Well, I better get my ass in gear if I'm gonna be done with this today," he said, standing up, that lovely man still occupying his thoughts.

It had been a couple of hours, and it was already dark outside—or, to be honest, it had been dark for a while now. It was almost midnight, and Cheol was just heading home. While walking to the parking lot, he saw a group of people stumbling around. Walking closer, he could see they were some of the employees that worked at the company. Two of them he instantly recognized—Momo walking with Jeonghan draped over her shoulder.