Our Love 2 {yerin+s.coups}

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No one's POV :)

"Mr Choi," Cath speaks. "Mr Jung said he wants to talk to you in his office. "

"Oh," Seungcheol flipped close his files. "I'll be right there in a second!"

"Okay, I'll tell Mr Jung about it."

"Yes thank you." He smiles as he looked up from his desk, looking at Cath reminds him of the 'peck' she gave and that makes him mad at the same time.

But he tried to let go.

"Anything, sir? "

"O-oh nothing. Just, thank you."

She smiles as she leaves. Making Seungcheol wonder did she ever remember what she did that day?

He shook it off as he leaves his office too. Walking towards Mr Jung's office isn't a good thing. Neither a bad thing.

He opens the door, reaveals Mr Jung sitting on the leather couch. "Oh! You're here. Come, have a seat."

"A-ah oh, sure thank you." He said, politely. "S-so, Mr Jung, why did you call me over for..?"

"I heard a lot from my daughter!" The old man said.

Seungcheol made a tiny hiccup as he heard what he said. you heard what?

"U-uhm, what did she said, " He whispers. "Dad?"

The old man chuckles as he pats Seungcheol's back. "She said you're back home earlier these days! Plus, she said a lots of good things of you! How nice she is!"

"O-oh really?? Did she really say any good things of me?"

"Yea of course! She said you takes care of her a lot! But she did not tell me how so, could you?"

Seungcheol gasped. "I-i...uhm..."

"Well you shouldn't be hesitating!" Mr Jung smiles, eagerly waiting for it.

"W-well, i-i," He took a deep deep breath. "She looks kind of sick now days so...uhm...I did took care of her, she was feeling much more better now!"

"Oh really? She was sick? Why didn't she tell me? Gosh!"

"M-maybe she doesn't wants you to be worry?"

"hmm. I think it might be that."

"Don't worry Mr Jung! She'll be alright!"

"Thank you son! Oh yea uhm, you should go back to work now! "

"Yea I think i should! "

As Seungcheol was leaving, Mr Jung had a phone call from someone, and the phone rang loudly. Seungcheol quitely bowed to him as he nearly exits the room. But Mr Jung stops him.

"A-any problem s-sir?"

"Are you free tonight?"

"Y-yea...uhm...I think."

"There's some our 'customers' from the other company were trying to have a dinner with us! I would love to have you to represent this event."

"O-oh yea sure, what time is it held, sir?"

"8:00pm! They know you so you might be able to know them too!"

"Yes of course I will! Its my pleasure!"

"Great! I will tell Yerin about it! No worries okay?"

"Thanks sir!"

"You're welcome my son."

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"O-oh! He's not coming back home tonight?" Yerin spoke.

"He is but a little bit late so, don't worry about it okay? It's a very important dinner night! It was his pleasure to represent our whole company!"

"Yea of course! Hope he did well!"

"He will! Well, see you when you're free okay? Your mom miss you."

"I miss her too," She sigh. "I love you dad."

"I love you too."

She hungs up the phone as she sigh all the way down the road. She was busying walking around the park, because she was bored.

And she met Yuna.

"OMG YUNA!"

"OMG YERIN WHY ARE YOU HERE?"

They cuddles each others up as they asked the same questions.

"Well I came here with Seungkwan." Yuna pointed out to the opposite direction where Seungkwan looks like he's trying to talk to a duck. But ended up getting ignored.

Yerin chuckles as they settled themselves on the nearest bench. "So, how bout you?"

"Wellllllll- I spend the whole months living with my ownselves. I think. It really didn't sound that bad but, it actually sucks."

"Hohoho I would love to live with my ownself than living with that psycho."

"Aw come on Yuna! Seungkwan is nice! He's a good guy!"

"Geez you don't know how terrible he is when we're having-"

"Shush girl, we're in a park!"

"Oops, sorry. Hehe."

"Gosh Yuna-" Yerin coughed up really badly as Yuna patting her back.

"Are you okay Yerin? You look bad though!"

"I-im fine just-" She stops. "I-i have something to tell you."

"Oh really? What thing? Tell me anything I would love to hear it from you." Yuna says, holding while rubbing Yerin's hand until it became warmer and warmer.

She sighs. "I-"

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