I Hate The Way You Love

5 - An Embrace

Seungkwan was waiting impatiently in front of the mall lobby for none other than Kim Mingyu. He didn't know how Mingyu had gotten his number, but during his secret meeting, his phone rang, and it was Mingyu. Mingyu convinced Seungkwan that he was the one who would take him home, but only after a three-hour-long meeting. At first, Seungkwan refused, but after Mingyu sternly threatened to tell his mother the whole truth, Seungkwan finally surrendered. He didn't want his first secret meeting since returning to Korea to be immediately exposed.

"Finally..." Seungkwan sighed after waiting for Mingyu for half an hour. Mingyu was walking out of the elevator.

"You go first with my driver to my apartment and put all the documents for tomorrow's presentation, Yunjin. I'll drive myself in another car," Mingyu said to his assistant. Yunjin bowed to him and informed one of the security guards about Mingyu's instructions.

Not long after, a black car stopped in front of them. Yunjin bowed again to Mingyu and left with a pile of documents in her hands.

"You still have a lot of work, Mingyu. Why didn't you just let me go with the driver and you go home?" Seungkwan asked, noticing the documents.

"Do I need to explain it again?" Mingyu glared at Seungkwan, making the younger one fall silent.

"Here," Mingyu handed Seungkwan a paper bag before removing his suit jacket. It was too hot to wear outside, and they still had to wait for another car to arrive.

"What is it?" Seungkwan opened the bag and saw his coat. "Ah, I almost forgot I wore this today. Thank you." He playfully bopped Mingyu's cheek with his index finger. Mingyu's death glare only made Seungkwan laugh. "Why are you always so stiff? Did a cat snatch your smile?" he continued to laugh, but Mingyu's fierce eyes remained unflinching.

Not far behind them, someone watched their interaction with a frown. Jeonghan couldn't believe his ex-husband was letting someone touch him like that without shouting. All this time, he had been the only one who could touch Kim Mingyu.

Who is he, exactly?

"Oops! I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!"

Someone crashed into Jeonghan from behind. Luckily, neither of them fell. Jeonghan immediately turned to the person.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yoon. I was focusing on my camera and didn't realize you were there," the person said while pushing back his glasses, his camera hanging around his neck.

"Ah! Mister photographer, it's okay. I'm sorry too for blocking the way," Jeonghan replied with a charming smile. "And I already told you, it's Jeonghan. We still have a few projects together, don't we? So we should get to know each other better."

"Yes, of course. It's Wonwoo, then. Jeon Wonwoo," the glasses guy replied with a slight smile.

Jeonghan nodded before turning back to the scene he had been paying attention to, his expression grim when he saw one of Mingyu's favorite sports cars pull up. The guy beside Mingyu seemed to be whining and talking animatedly before Mingyu handed him the car keys and took the passenger seat. The guy looked ecstatic, practically jumping as he climbed into the driver's seat.