"Wonshik, can you please hand this paperwork to Mr. Jung?" WonWoo asked, settling a pile of papers on Wonshik's desk.
Wonshik looked up and smiled at Wonwoo. The latter was probably late for something.
"Late?" Wonshik enquired.
"As usual!" WonWoo replied, saluting Wonshik jokingly.
"Sure!" He said, eyeing the heavy papers.
WonWoo thanked him before rushing out to God-Knows-Where.
"Aish, this just makes it harder." Wonshik groaned.
He cursed internally before hauling the heavy papers to The CEO's office.
He climbed up the stairs, his arms threatening to give out.
Ahhhh... I'm gonna die!....
Wonshik groaned. He was getting to old for this.
As if God was getting back at him, the papers slipper from his fingers and flew in all directions.
Crap! Crap! Crap! Nononononono....
Wonshik chased after the runaway papers, managing to gather them together haphazardly.
He reached down to pick up the last paper when a pair of legs clad in formal black slacks and dress shoes stopped in front of him.
Wonshik looked up through his round glasses to meet catlike eyes, almost staring into his poor soul.
"Mr. Jung!" Wonshik shot up to bow respectfully, dropping all the papers once again.
Wonshik groaned, burying his face into his hands, rubbing his temples.
He kneeled down to collect the fallen papers when a slim hand grazed over his own.
He found his boss kneeling down and reaching for the papers.
"Uh..." Wonshik stuttered, noticing how close their faces were.
Taekwoon blinked, examining his employees features. He hadn't seen Wonshik up close but he noticed that the man was quite good looking.
His skin was a soft snow color, messy black hair contrasting quite wonderfully.
His face was angular and attractive, the perfect balance of sharp and soft.
He was tall and lean, slightly built. Round glasses framed his face.
Hidden behind the glasses were sharp eyes that held a warm gentleness in them. Taekwoon found himself getting lost in the latter's eyes.
"Um... Mr. Jung?" Wonshik tilted his head to side confusingly.
Taekwoon snapped out of his daze and aided Wonshik gather the papers.
"Thank you, Mr. Jung-sshi.." Wonshik thanked, bowing 90 degrees.
"Who's papers are these?" Takewoon asked.
Wonshik blushed red. "They're for you.." He mumbled.
Takewoon nodded before standing up and brushing the dirt on his slacks.
Wonshik, who had finally managed to gather the papers, stood up alongside Taekwoon.
"Can you place the paperwork my office table?" Taekwoon requested.
Wonshik nodded, although inside he was murdering himself.
Two more flights of stairs? I'm gonna die...
Wonshik groaned. He dragged the papers to the office and placed them on the heavy wooden desk.
He turned at the sound of the door closing and sighed when he saw the CEO.
"I'll be leaving now, if you please..." Wonshik bowed, turning to head to the door.
"Wonshik!" He stopped and faced his boss at the call.
"Yes?" Wonshik asked, unsurely, feeling flustered since he was addressed by his name.
"Uh.... Thank you.." Mr. Jung mumbled awkwardly, realizing how loud he must've been.
Wonshik saw how red Taekwoon's went, ears burning red.
He gave the other a shy smile, warm and sweet as honey.
"It's my pleasure, Mr. Jung."
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Well this was random! 😂
Btw, Do you guys know what a "Little" is???
It's DdLb which stands for Daddy dom/Little boy. So a "little" is like an adult that regresses into a child mindset. They think and act entirely like an child. It helps relive stress for them. "Littles" have caregivers (Daddy's/Mommy's) who take care of them and watch them.
I was thinking of doing a Little space one shot, but I'm debating wether Leo should be the little or Ravi be the little.
So comment and tell me who you want:
Leo.
Ravi
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