Mr CEO is my neighbour? || Park Jihoon

05

I sit on my study desk, jotting down my expenses that I used today. My eyes sticks on my blue cubed clock that showed 8PM. When remembering back, I don't think I heard Mr Park came home yet after Woojin asked him to go for a drink outside.

My phone rings. More shocking is the call was from Mr Park. I answer the phone nervously after a few rings, "Yeoboseyo, Mr Park? What can I do for you?"

"Urm.. Are you Secretary Jung? Well, I called you because you're the first number in his hotline. I'm a bartender from Legacy Bar. I think that the guy named Mr Park and his friend were drunk here. They fall asleep on the bar. I'm afraid that both of them might disturb others." A husky male voice explains.

"Both of them?! Don't worry.. I'll be there." I quickly end the call, taking out my sweater to fetch the 'Parks'.

I run downstairs, rushing to the main road to search for the bar. I called Woojin's sister to wait for his drunken brother at home. I get into the bar when I saw the huge signboard of the bar with neon lights.

It's the first time ever I go to a bar in my life although my age already legal to drink. I see both of them who were sleeping soundly on the bar's counters. I carry both of them out from the bar, stopping a taxi for Woojin.

"Sir, please go to this address. This is the bill. Don't worry, his sister is there to take him. Thank you." I tell the taxi driver before the vehicle drives away.

Great! Now I'm with Mr Park, all alone.

He is still half asleep and fully drunk. He babbles a lot of things. He shows me his broken sunglasses while laughing. He also suddenly sings 'Baby Shark' song right next to my ears loudly.

"Maybe Kang Daniel was right when he told me about Mr Park's drunk behavior.. Acting like a child." I mumble, dragging him to his house when the taxi gets us down in front of our residence.

I turn the knob to open his door but it's locked. He wiggles around when I tried to search for his keys in his pants' pockets. I fed up, taking him to my house instead.

"Why you're so heavy, Mr Park?!" I complain, laying him on the sofa in front of my television.

He finally shuts up his mumbling mouth when his body met the sofa. Thank goodness he already gone to dreamland. I heave a long sigh, walking to my bed after settling down Mr Park's drunken figure.

"Dambi.. Don't leave. I miss you.." Mr Park talks in his sleep while grabbing my hand tightly.

Who the heck is Dambi? His girlfriend? Or maybe ex? Damn, why should I be so busybody over his life?

I push his hand away. Sadly, he pulls me to stay close next to him with calling the Dambi names a few times. I pat on his head like a mom taking care of her kid.

"Mr Park.. I'm not lying if your actions attracting me more and more to be fond to you.." I mutter.

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AGHHHH!

A loud scream of masculine voice wakes me up from my sleep. I go to the living room, looking at Mr Park who is panicking all around like a primitive coming to a modern world. He grabs my shoulder, shaking my body all of sudden while asking some questions.

"Yah! Why am I here?! Do I slept with you?! I have a night with a girl?! Did I slept with my secretary?! Am I..."

My hand can't hold the questions anymore. I slap his face but not that strong. He automatically stops questioning me like I'm the criminal. "I'm sorry, Mr Park. But.. you're the one that being drunk last night and making me carrying you here by myself. I can't find your keys because you keep moving here and there when I'm trying to search for it." I explain.

"... Of course I will feel tickled when you're rummaging my pockets. It feels like you're being raped by a girl.."

"So, if you hate my helps, get out from my house right now." I push him out to the front door.
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"I know I'm just your secretary but can't you understand that I'll always trying to help you?"

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