In the imposing skyscraper that houses the influential Park Enterprises, Seonghwa serves as the ceo, a man whose authority and presence command respect and obedience. Known for his icy demeanor and unmatched business acumen, Seonghwa is a figure bot...
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: ̗̀➛ 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐉𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐆 ༻⋆
As Wooyoung nonchalantly entered the room, the air shifted slightly with his presence, his approach as straightforward as it was abrupt. Handing Seonghwa a robe, his expression was a blend of annoyance and amusement. The situation clearly wasn't new to him, yet it carried the weight of the unexpected, particularly regarding the aftermath of last night's revelries.
"I'll pamper Hongjoong, and you know, after my and San engagement party last night, you have thirty missed calls from Yeosang. He was very unhappy with your drunk ass not answering, and he's here, downstairs," Wooyoung informed Seonghwa, his tone a mix of jest and seriousness. The implication was clear: Seonghwa had some damage control to do, and it couldn't wait.
Seonghwa, catching the robe and wrapping it around himself, sighed deeply—a mix of resignation and a trace of annoyance. "I suppose I should handle that," he murmured, his gaze flicking toward me with an apologetic tilt.
"Go do your thing. I'm going to shower," I said casually, trying to lighten the mood as I stood up, letting the sheets fall away now that I had a clearer plan and a bit of a distraction from the earlier intensity. Wooyoung's smile was a welcome change, a sign of shifting responsibilities as we walked together.
"Let's get you sorted out," Wooyoung said, his tone light and teasing as we headed toward the bathroom. "And you can tell me everything. Spare no details—I want to hear how my favorite scandalous duo managed last night."
Inside the sanctuary of the bathroom, the steam from the hot water began to fill the room, creating a soothing atmosphere that was a stark contrast to the tension left behind in the bedroom. Wooyoung leaned against the counter, his expression turning thoughtful as he watched me start the shower, adjusting the temperature to something bearably hot.
"Alright, spill it while you shower," Wooyoung urged, his curiosity piqued, a slight smirk playing on his lips. "You and Seonghwa seemed...intense this morning. What's the story?"
Stepping into the cascading water, I let the heat envelop me, the water streaming down my body providing a much-needed relief. "Well, it was something else," I began, the sound of the water a static backdrop to my recounting. "You know how things can get with Seonghwa—intense doesn't even start to cover it."
Wooyoung laughed, his eyes twinkling with mischief and delight in the juicy details. "I can imagine. But tell me, does it complicate things? I mean, with Yeosang and all?" His voice carried a genuine concern beneath the playful tone, a reminder of the complex web of personal dynamics at play.
I laughed, the sound echoing off the tiled walls as the steam continued to rise around us. "He has a submissive and dominant relationship—that's his life. We told each other there's no falling in love, just pure wildness, that's about it," I explained, the smirk lingering on my lips even as I felt the weight of the confession. "I won't lie, the whole year of admiring him was worth it."
