Bodyguard | Heesun

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Working in the photography and design industry has allowed Heeseung to meet quite a number of people with peculiar personalities. He had his share of people treating his job like it is nothing worth being presented; his previous professors in the art school he went to, his superiors during his internship, and even those who went to his first and last photography exhibition. Called mediocre, or even lazy, it is, in a way, those comments that have pushed him to start working as part of the security team in museums, instead of being the artist whose art is exhibited. It is them who pushed him to drop art altogether, and urged him to find a more stable job that would suit him. One that would allow him to live comfortably, and... happy.

Working as a bodyguard came almost as a no-brainer, not only following his experience as a guard during exhibitions, but also considering the fact that he'd spend time protecting someone who had always inspired his photography— Kim Sunoo.

Isn't it funny that the same person he looks up to, acts just like the ones who had pushed him to the edge? Isn't it even funnier that despite Sunoo's coldness towards him, he would never trade the place as his bodyguard for anything else?

It's been a few minutes now since they've arrived, Heeseung notices when he checks his watch. He hasn't moved yet since they still have some time, but as the minutes go by, he realizes that Sunoo might not wake up on time. An amused smile pulls the corners of his lips as he watches Sunoo sleep soundly, chest rising and falling calmly. Heeseung isn't sure of the time Sunoo fell asleep, thought at first that it was a simple excuse from Sunoo to avoid talking to him, but in the end, he fell into Morpheus' arms quite easily.

He looks at peace. Content. It is almost like he's an entirely different person from the one he is when he's awake.

Sliding out of the car, Heeseung comes opening the door on Sunoo's side, trying to wake him up with his voice, first. There is, however, no reaction to his calls. Nothing but a slight frown. Cute, Heeseung thinks to himself with a faint chuckle. He almost looks like he wouldn't bite. Almost.

"I know you're not the big bad guy you want me to think you are," Heeseung murmurs.

It is true that he doesn't know anything about who Sunoo is behind all those smiles he offers to the camera, and that the first impression of him isn't quite exactly what he expected, but there must be something more to it than just plain rudeness. Starting from the question that keeps running through Heeseung's mind ever since their first meeting; why the hell didn't the company tell Sunoo anything about him?

Wouldn't he be the first person to be aware of who's hired as his bodyguard?

"Sir? Kim Sunoo-ssi?" Heeseung's voice accompanies a gentle touch against Sunoo's shoulder before he starts shaking him ever so slightly. "You need to wake up, or I'll have to carry you inside."

Sunoo seems to startle at the touch, as if it burned him. He wakes up and looks at Heeseung with fear in his eyes. As his dreams start to fade, he seems to remember where he is, then.

"No need, I'm up." He sounds almost surprised that he fell asleep in the first place. Sunoo unbuckles his seatbelt and gets his bag before he jumps down from the car. "Let's go, hyung must be waiting."

And, with that, he starts walking again heading to the building in front of them. His armor seems to be back on, his walls back up. It seems exhausting. Heeseung wonders if it is only because it's his first day. Wonders if, as time passes, Sunoo will open up, slow down, and wait for him.

"I'll be waiting with the camera crew," Heeseung informs when they arrive inside, "if you need anything, I won't be too far." And perhaps that might be what Sunoo wants; for him to be far, far away, but he certainly won't do that and risk that anything happens, despite the fact they aren't out in public.