Guon - T1 Empire: Mischievous Games

Chapter 6

The soft glow from the desk lamp, coupled with the hum of the computers, was the only indication of activity within the expansive office. The sun had long set, the towering buildings outside bathed in the neon glow of Seoul's bustling nightlife.

Inside, Oner's fingers danced tirelessly over the keyboard, transferring data, cross-referencing files, and ticking tasks off the never-ending list. Each click of the mouse was methodical, a testament to his diligence. Across from him, Gumayusi leaned back in his luxurious chair, eyes fixated on his gaming screen, yet his attention occasionally diverted to the new secretary.

Watching Oner's every movement, Gumayusi derived a twisted sense of satisfaction from the evident strain in Oner's posture. The slumped shoulders, the weary sighs - they were all clear indications of a long, hard day.

As the night deepened, Gumayusi noted with a mixture of amusement and surprise how Oner's eyelids began to droop, weighed down by fatigue. Each blink was a battle, each head nod a struggle to remain upright. And finally, surrendering to the exhaustion, Oner's head rested against the desk, his breath evening out into the rhythmic cadence of sleep.

Seeing this, a mischievous glint sparked in Gumayusi's eyes. An idea, childish and playful, formed in his mind. Approaching Oner's desk silently, Gumayusi contemplated placing sticky notes all over Oner's face or perhaps even tying his shoelaces together.

But as he inched closer, positioning himself to execute his prank, Gumayusi found himself unintentionally drawn to Oner's features. The gentle rise and fall of his chest, the softness of his lips, the fringe of lashes casting shadows over his cheeks. Lost in his observations, Gumayusi's face hovered just inches away from Oner's.

The moment was disrupted when Oner shifted in his sleep, a soft sigh escaping him. Startled, Gumayusi quickly jerked back, his heart pounding. The sudden rush of emotions, the unexpected warmth that surged within him, left Gumayusi grappling with confusion and denial.

Shaking his head vigorously, as if trying to dispel these bewildering feelings, Gumayusi swiftly began gathering his belongings. Yet, before making his exit, he hesitated. With a glance towards the peacefully sleeping Oner, Gumayusi delicately draped his suit jacket over him, ensuring it covered him adequately.

Leaving the room, a flurry of emotions gripped Gumayusi - frustration, embarrassment, and the undeniable stirrings of something he wasn't ready to acknowledge.