sejun bursts out laughing.
"our dear client is late. just as you are. so sit down, you little shit."
i couldnt even be angry at the fact that the client was late and sejun had been rushing me for nothing. i drag the chair out from underneath the conference table and plonk my butt down on the chair opposite sejun, hands on my face, elbows on his table, relieved, and in a dream-like state.
the bell at the door jingles, but i dont bother to stand up yet.
sejun grins. "he's hot bro."
"whatever jun, i think i just met the guy of my dreams."
sejun stands up, reaching over his table and shakes our client's hand. i stand up and turn around at the same time, and the smell of vanilla hits me right in the face.
" WAIT yoURE SUGA?? AS IN SUGA THE PRODUCER?"
his voice is at least two pitches higher from what i remembered, and i feel my face instantly heat up.
"oh my god i am such a fan of your work. i cant believe im so sorry about your car and the way i acted, i-i was being such a flirt, i just- you changed your hair colour or something and i didn't recognise you im so so sorry."
i smirk, chuckling softly.
"its alright man. i enjoyed it."
i see him blush wildly, and he turns around, puffing his cheeks and fanning himself uselessly with his hands.
sejun breaks the awkward silence, clapping his hands together and frowning at us in confusion.
"so i see you've met- nevermind. we're running behind schedule so lets get started!"
AUTHOR'S NOTE
LOL y'all im so sorry school started and sec 4 life hit me in like a truck so,,,
lol wtv but oh my gahhhh 140 reads im so happy lol! ill be updating whenever i can but uhuh yep ok bye im so good at ending these things
