Sushi?

After Story

A/N: One of my readers messaged me asking if I could maybe add a bonus chapter with some "action" so here it is. Enjoy!

It's been a month or so since our Jeju getaway and other than the late nights, which I'm not getting into, not a lot has changed. Maybe a lot more teasing on Sungjun's part and a bit less suffering on mine. But just barely enough to make a difference.
For a while things were running smoothly. Too smoothly. It almost felt unreal and I couldn't shake off the feeling that something big was coming.

I was right.

"How could you hide something like this from me?"
I can't look at our manager's face. I can't tell if he's angry, disappointed or disgusted. Maybe a combination of the three. Whichever it may be, the look he's giving me now makes me feel like the scum of the earth. Or whatever is lower than that.

"I'm Sorry...."

Silence.
There's nothing either of us could say to make the situation any better. If anything it can only get worse from here.

"Sushi! Let's go get some lunch, I'm- uh"

I've never seen Sungjun shut up so easily, or be so quick to pick up a bad situation, but the look of terror on my face was probably a dead giveaway.

"What's going on?"

I know he's just trying to help, or maybe he really doesn't realize, but it only makes the man even angrier.

"You know exactly what's going Sungjun, what the hell were you two thinking?!"

I know what we were thinking, and it certainly didn't include getting caught. By now there's no point in trying to deny the situation or act naive, and I think Jun realizes that.

"Who told you?"

"No one, I saw you myself" So much for being discrete. "the point is you didn't, you should have been the ones to tell me. And what if someone else had caught you?"

Neither of us can deny he has a point. We were careless. We got ourselves into this mess.

"Sorry hyung..." Sungjun tries to apologize but it didn't work for me and it's not working for him.
"Save it. You know... I have half a mind to tell the CEO"
"No, don't!"

I can hardly hear the two arguing over the sound of my heart pounding. If he tells our CEO it's all over.
They keep tossing words back and forth but I can barely pay attention. As if they were speaking from miles away. All I can make out are the frustrated looks on both their faces. Eventually our manager is fed up and decides to leave, probably headed straight to the CEO's office. In other words, straight to ruin our lives.

"Hyung...Hyung wait!!"

I don't even try to stop him...we're already screwed.
He leaves an uncomfortable silence behind and I feel like my blood is being sucked out of my body. I don't think I've ever felt this helpless in my life.

the This is all my fault...

"This is all my fault"

I didn't mean to say it out loud but the tongue is always ahead of the thoughts.

"Stop... this isn't your fault" He moves closer to me and cradles my face in his hands. The warmth helps, but only the tiniest bit. "We'll figure this out, okay? We will" his voice is calm and soothing. I wish I could be the same, but I'm a nervous wreck, shaking from head to toe, and he can tell. He rests his forehead against mine and it's as if some piece of mind is suddenly given to me. I can feel my muscles starting to relax. "Just leave it to me, okay? I'll talk to him"