𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ᴛᴋ

9

TAEHYUNG

Now? As in now...now? Damn..this man was full of so many surprises. I was not ready right now....his words...I still needed a minute alone to gather myself. I may sound all brave and badass but inside, the new information was killing me. Did Mrs Jeon really spent so much money on me?

Jk: Now if you are done wasting the first minute of your work day dreaming. Why don't you do something productive?

Focus tae! Focus! We will prove it to him that your education was not a wastage. After all you were there for 5 years and you topped once as well. My thoughts are again interrupted by the sound of a folder being thrown on a table. Gulping I look up to see him glaring at me.

Jk: You have a really short attention span. Don't you? Stop thinking! Stop thinking!

I remain silent and thankfully his phone rings, breaking the ice. Seeing the number, he furrowed his eyebrows and ended it. Turning his attention back on me.

Jk: Anyways....

His voice trails as he takes a sip of his coffee and nearly spits it out. Cursing under his breath.

Jk: Damn it! They can't do one thing right!

Showing me the cup, he urged me to take it and I move forward taking it reluctantly.

Jk: First get a new coffee for me.

This one shit I nod and proceed to leave outside. He doesn't has to tell me his choice. I know it already. Light coffee with extra milk plus half tablespoon sugar. His favourite. I see people staring at me while I worked on his coffee and I just ignore them. Done in a matter of few minutes, I knock and enter inside. He was busy on a call and didn't bothered to look at me.

Jk: No the price is fine but it's the grade we are concerned about. I don't care about few bucks more or less but the quality....it should be the best.

He continues talking on the phone and I move forward to place the cup on the table, when he surprises me by taking it from my hands. Our fingers touch and I feel anxious but he didn't even notice our contact. Busy with his call.

Jk: Yes.. that's my point...you see-

But then he takes the first sip of the coffee and I see him go silent for a second, his words lost as his eyes lock with mine. He remembers it. My coffee used to be his favourite along with my food of course. He never said it directly but he always used to tell Mom to ask me to make it specifically.

It was just coffee though, nothing special. Just a petty minuscule thing. But back then also and even now it does something inside me. It makes me feel happy. Stupid right? But what can I do. I was always like this only. He breaks our stare and continues his talk, looking in front.

Jk: Yes. No I am listening-

Their business talks continue and I just stand there awkwardly. Staring at my watch to see it's 5 already. Don't offices finish at 6?Meaning I just have one hour of work left, if we call it like that?But what's the use? He will not be paying me for standing like a statue. Will he? Wait... was he even paying me? Should I ask? No. You will sound desperate. It's true you need it for some household expenses to help mother. But, working here is like repaying jeon families debts on me by helping them. It's wrong to ask anything. They have given me so much, it is
my time to give.

Jk: You are still here?

I hear him sounding irritated, looking at me like an unwanted pest. The phone call definitely messed with his nerves, he sounded angry than before

Th: You..you didn't tell me what I am supposed to do?

I say and he just sighs, messing his hair and picking up a file from his table, looking least interested.