I Hate The Way You Love

23 - The Hatred

The tall man's hands were everywhere, roaming beneath the blond's shirt, pulling him more into the cramped confines of a single office chair. His mouth was just as busy, claiming every inch of the blond's exposed neck as his own.

"Mingyu, love—" the blond gasped, strands of hair falling into his eyes as he moaned. His manicured fingers tangled tightly in Mingyu's dark hair. "It's not that I dislike this kind of affection from you, but—shit! Mingyu!" he whined when he felt the dark-haired man bite at the crook of his neck, slapping his hand in protest.

"Don't leave a mark, damn it! I still have a ton of work where I have to show off my body. How many times do I have to tell you?" he groaned.

Mingyu only snorted, unfazed by the protest, and continued pampering his lover's neck with kisses.

Finally collecting himself, Jeonghan gently pushed Mingyu's shoulder, making him pause. He cupped Mingyu's face, guiding their eyes to meet. "Listen, I came here today to introduce you to someone." The beautiful man said with a soft smile.

Mingyu groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I'm tired, Jeonghan. I just needed you to help pull some of the stress out of me after my father passed and left me drowning in all this damn work."

"Please, just this once," Jeonghan said softly, stroking Mingyu's cheek to calm him. "Before our wedding in a few months, I want you to meet him first. I promise... after this, I'm all yours for the rest of the day. My schedule's completely free."

Mingyu grunted in annoyance. "Fine..." he muttered, letting out a sigh. He leaned in to press a quick kiss to Jeonghan's lips before shifting in his chair and smoothly helping Jeonghan off his lap. Straightening his tie, Mingyu gave him a playful once-over. "Who's this person, exactly? You didn't mention anyone before," Mingyu teased, a small smirk tugging at his lips. "Your secret lover?"

Jeonghan chuckled as he adjusted his clothes. "No, darling. Why would I need another man when I already have the hot and rich Kim Mingyu wrapped around my finger?" he joked, softly running his fingers through Mingyu's short hair to tidy it. "He's already on his way. He just landed from New York. Knowing you wouldn't make time to go anywhere, I told him to come straight to your office so I could introduce you two," he said with a warm smile.

"The two people who are most precious to me."

Those words made Mingyu shoot Jeonghan a sharp side-eye. But before he could snap in jealousy, the intercom on Mingyu's desk buzzed.

Thinking it was for him, Jeonghan quickly pressed the answer button.

"Yes, Yunjin?" Mingyu said quickly, his voice a little sharper.

"S–Sir..." his new assistant's stammering voice came through, sounding terrified she might have made a mistake. "I'm sorry to interrupt your break, but..." She took a shaky breath before continuing, "There's someone named Chwe Vernon here to see you and your fiancé."

Mingyu looked up at Jeonghan, raising an eyebrow. Jeonghan only grinned back at him, practically vibrating with excitement.