Ch.4

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Marks POV

I woke up at exactly 6 o'clock in the morning and the first thought I had was rather I should jump out of my window now or save it for later.
I mean, it wouldn't happen anything dramatic. I live on the ground floor anyway. So maybe I should try it and jump out of it just to see what would happen...
Bye bed. Hello plants that live beside the house.

I sighed and got out of bed. I opened the window and looked out of it. Well, I guess the plants have to wait for a little while longer. I need to do stuff before I jump into them.

I took a quick shower and then made a light breakfast for myself.

While chewing on my toast I got lost in my thoughts again. Isn't there anything that could motivate me? Please?
My thoughts got cut by my phone vibrating in my pockets. I took it out and immediately smiled.
There is something that can motivate me.

Jinyoungie
Good morning.
I hope you slept well.
Work hard today!
In order to see us tomorrow.
06.45/ 6.45 am

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He wasn't cute at all, nevertheless he took his morning time and wrote me.
I just chuckled and answered him real quick before I got up, so I wouldn't be late for work.

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Mark
Good morning to you as well.
07.00/ 7 am

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As soon as I arrived at work I was greeted with a mountain of papers placed on my desk. Seriously, I cleaned my office just two days ago, how could there be so much work again.

I sighed again and just began my work. This whole paper work will be the dead of me but I had much less work to do than Jaebum.
I was always down to help him as soon as I got my own work done but he always would kindly reject my help. I don't know why but who was I to complain?

At our break Jaebum and I would always meet up in the cafeteria. They didn't have the best food but because Jaebum was the son of the CEO he got everything for free and always treated me. Not that I don't pay him back. I always get him coffee in the morning.
As soon as we sat down with our plates in front of us, Jaebum let out a long sigh. I could imagine why.

"Work?" I asked ironically and started to eat a little bit.

"I wish this would be my only problem right now. Honestly. My father keeps talking about marriage and stuff. As if I couldn't handle this company without a woman by my side." He explained to me and stretched his arms and back.

"I guess he wants you to have a wife by your side because it would look better." I answered. He just rolled his eyes on my responds. I guess, he already knew this.

"Whatever. I am not going to marry anyone..." he sighed again.
"... enough of me. You don't seem very happy either. Is there something wrong? Jinyoung?"

Why was his first guess always Jinyoung?

Wait, nevermind.

"Well, I should finally tell my family so I can confess to Jinyoung and I'll see them on the weekend."
Now it was me who let out a deep sigh. I wasn't scared of my family. I was pretty sure they would have nothing against it. I stopped myself from coming out to them because I simply was scared of Jinyoungs reaction, thats why I used every possible excuse I could find to not face him with that.

"Just confess to him. I'm pretty sure he already knows it anyway. You are damn obvious." He smiled, which I returned.

"Says you?"

"Shut up. This is a whole different thing." He said, this time without smiling.

He was right. This was a whole different thing. I could only imagine how it would hurt to be in his position.
Having his heart full of love for someone who is always around you but trying from the beginning on to hide it and actually being pretty good at it. I mean, Jaebum really does love this person since the first time he met him and still he couldn't do anything but to play it off. He had to pretend to be happy with his girlfriends he had. He had to watch a several people try to be in a relationship or something similar with the person he adored. God, he even had to watch how some of them broke his heart.
But it was for the best. Maybe not for Jaebum, but for Youngjae.
Jaebums Family was literally crazy.

So, who was I to complain?

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