Bound By Obsession

ch-2 "The Beginning"

On Monday ,In the sleek, modern offices of the Hwang-Lee Corporation, Hyunjin and Minho navigated the intricate webs of technology and business on the same floor, yet worlds apart in their pursuits.

Separated by transparent glass doors, their offices provided a glimpse into their respective domains. Hyunjin, immersed in the realm of computer and technology, sat before his computer screen, his fingers dancing across the keyboard as lines of code scrolled before his eyes. The soft hum of machinery filled the air, punctuated by the occasional beep of an incoming email.

Across the hallway, Minho, donning a pair of glasses that lent him an air of intellectual sophistication, stood before a whiteboard adorned with colorful graphs and charts. With precise strokes, he sketched out intricate diagrams, his mind racing with calculations and strategies. The crisp sound of markers against the whiteboard echoed through the corridor, mingling with the quiet buzz of conversation from neighboring offices.

As Hyunjin focused on his work, his attention occasionally wandered to the figure of Minho, framed by the transparent barrier of glass. He couldn't help but steal glances at his best friend, admiring the way the sunlight filtered through the panes, casting a halo around Minho's silhouette. There was something captivating about the way Minho moved, his gestures fluid and purposeful, as if every action was imbued with a sense of determination.

With each passing moment, Hyunjin found himself drawn to the undeniable allure of Minho's presence. His heart quickened at the sight of Minho's focused expression, his mind buzzing with thoughts he dared not acknowledge. He watched as Minho meticulously analyzed data, his brow furrowed in concentration, a small crease forming between his eyebrows.

Yet, even as desire simmered beneath the surface, Hyunjin remained steadfast in his professionalism. Sipping his coffee, he buried himself in his work, his thoughts swirling with a mixture of confusion and longing. He couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more between them, something that transcended the bounds of friendship and business partnership.

"Why am I thinking this way about my best friend?" Hyunjin mused, his brow furrowing in consternation. "He's just Minho, right? But then again, he's more than that. He's... hot."

The realization hit Hyunjin like a sudden gust of wind, stirring a whirlwind of conflicting emotions within him. He couldn't deny the undeniable attraction he felt towards Minho, yet he couldn't reconcile it with the boundaries of their friendship and business partnership.

Resolving to push aside his wayward thoughts, Hyunjin refocused on his work, determined to maintain the facade of professionalism. But deep down, he knew that the line between friendship and desire had already begun to blur, setting into motion a series of events that would challenge everything he thought he knew about himself and his relationship with Minho.

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Caught in the act of stealing glances at Minho through the glass divide, Hyunjin's heart raced with momentary panic. However, to his surprise, Minho's lips curved into a knowing smile, signaling his amusement rather than any discomfort.

Hyunjin couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth at Minho's reaction, a playful grin spreading across his own lips. With a quick tap on his phone, he fired off a teasing message.

"Are you okay, Honey? Need a kiss?" Hyunjin's fingers danced over the screen as he hit send, relishing the playful banter between them.

A soft chuckle echoed through the corridor as Minho's response came through. "I'm okay, Idiot. Stop acting like my wife," Minho's affectionate tone shone through, drawing a chuckle from Hyunjin in return.

Their exchange continued, a blend of jest and warmth permeating each message. Hyunjin couldn't contain his excitement as he finalized their plans for the afternoon.