the penthouse

23 | party preparations.

doyoung rolled around his bed. he tried to see what the clock was, but he was soon met with one of his maids standing by his bed. doyoung raised his eyebrow, wondering why they would come so early to the penthouse.

" mr. , would you like some hangover soup ? i could make it for you. " the maid asked. her words made doyoung wonder what he had done last night, until his eyes widened. of course, he got drunk and started blabbering to sooyoung.

" where is sooyoung ? i feel like i need to talk to her about something that escaped my mouth. it certainly should not have. " doyoung got up from his bed. he was still wearing his satin shirt and black jeans, meaning he did not even change.

it was that bad. doyoung tried to remember everything he said, aside from jaehyun being violent. there was not much for him to recall, though, because he realised that the maid was still waiting for him to answer her question.

" yeah, yeah, i want that soup. make sure it is not that hot, i do not want to burn my tongue while i try to eat it. " doyoung told the maid, who nodded. she walked out of the bedroom, and doyoung finally looked at the clock.

it was twelve. that meant that he should have been at work for at least three hours, but he was sleeping. what was his father going to say ? he probably called a million times, trying to see where his son was and why he was not in the office.

when doyoung took his phone and looked at the messages, he was surprised to see that jungwoo had just left him a message. " after you wake up, come to the gym. i am waiting for you there. " jungwoo wrote.

" that is the last place i want to be. " doyoung mumbled. he went into his closet, but he soon figured out that it was too late for him to change. he walked out of his bedroom, until a strong smell hit him. " yeah, i need to shower. "

" mr. , did you request something ? the soup is about to be done, and i will make sure it will not be that hot. " the maid asked from the kitchen, trying to see what doyoung was telling her. doyoung sighed.

" nothing, i was talking to myself. go back to making the soup and stop worrying. " doyoung said. he made his way back into his bedroom, seeing that a pile of clothes was sitting on his armchair. so, he did not even have to search for an outfit.

doyoung looked at his bathtub. he was still half-asleep, and attempted to fully process what was happening around him. getting drunk early in the night, and sleeping until lunchtime was probably a confusing thing. he should never do that again.

after the water got to the point where it would surely make doyoung's skin turn red, he got into the bathtub. doyoung closed his eyes, and for a few moments, he thought he could fall asleep right there.

however, he was quickly interrupted by his door opening. doyoung flinched, wondering who would be coming into the bathroom, while he was showering. then, he was met with sooyoung, who was holding five bags.

" doyoung ! there you were. i can not believe you slept so much. " sooyoung rolled her eyes. " did you plan an outfit for the party ? it is in three days ! you need to get out of that bathtub, and plan your boring suit. you need to be ready. "

" first of all, if i jump out of the bathtub, i will flash you. " doyoung told sooyoung, " then, as you said, it is three days away. i have time to figure out what i need to wear and how look i will look. third of all, why are you in my bathroom ?! "

sooyoung let out a laugh. she opened the door, sending doyoung a flying kiss as she left the bathroom. doyoung closed his eyes once again, and now hoped that he would be able to rest a little more. then, the door opened again.

" doyoung, your soup is done ! come and eat it, and then i will explain to you what i bought, for the party. " sooyoung smiled. doyoung flinched once again, and sooyoung could not help but laugh at her friend.