after 15hours of non-stop working, lisa decided to stop at a bar.
"wine please." she ordered.
"here's the wine," the bartender said, placed it on the counter.
before she could reach it, another hand took it away from her. "thanks man."
"excuse me? that's mine!"
"oh really?" he arched one of his eyebrows. "okay then, here's a wine for you, grumpy woman." he handed her the glass.
"i changed my mind, you can have it." then she said to the bartender, "soju please."
after a few glass, she felt the guy next to her was watching her all along. "what?!"
"you are beautiful."
"shut up, you're drunk."
"i'm not."
"that's how a drunk person talk."
he laughed at her reply, "this... Miss Manoban, if you want to know me more." he slipped his name card to her hand.
that was when she realized she forgot to take her nametag off.
lee taeyong
creative director
"i don't think i need to know you, taeyong."
"really? let's see where will you wake up tomorrow morning." taeyong smirked, and he drank his wine.
lisa just rolled her eyes and continued to drink.
🍺🍺🍺
no one reminded her that she has low tolerance of alcohol.
as taeyong predicted, lisa was knocked out on the counter.
he was joking with what he said before, he actually just wanted to get to know her. and now she's really knocked out in front of him, he didn't know what to do.
🍺🍺🍺
morning came and lisa woke up on a comfortable bed, too comfortable that it felt unfamiliar.
she sat on the bed, trying to register everything in front of her. a whole different room and a smiling-shirtless taeyong.
"good morning lisa."
"HOW THE HELL--" she looked down and relieved when she still had her clothes on. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME? WHY AM I HERE?"
"you'll get used to this room once we get married though." said taeyong so lightly.
"WHAT THE HECK I DONT WANNA GET MARRIED WITH A PERVERT LIKE YOU!"
"i'm not a pervert and i didn't do anything to you, i swear!"
"calm your self down and i'll see you in the kitchen." taeyong exited the room.
lisa tried to calm herself down as he told her to. she tried to remember what happened last night... yes she was drinking too much soju and she remembered the scent of a man's perfume.
she stood in front of a mirror and couldn't find any trace of taeyong on her body. phew.
she got out of his room and went straight to the kitchen. he was preparing for breakfast still with no shirt on.
seeing the sight in front of her, she quickly diverted her gaze, "could you at least wear your t-shirt?"
"why? is it necessary?"
"of course it is dumbass!"
she heard him laughing before he headed to his closet.
after that they were sitting across each other, enjoying their breakfast.
"just, how drunk were you last night?" he asked in the middle of eating.
"well i still have my pants on, pretty sure i wasn't that drunk." she defended.
"excuse me but those aren't your pants."
lisa - taeyong
***
