excuses, excuses ; junhoon

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< a/n: an explanation lol - junhui is older than jihoon but jihoon has a higher ranking position in the office because . junhui was probably spending his college days doing something unproductive lmao >

"Aw," Junhui fakes a pout, "but aren't you the one who wanted it more?

Cue that cricket sound in cartoons. Junhui thinks he messed up. He's about to apologize and actualky get back to work whenㅡ

When he sees Jihoon visibly flinch. Junhui notices his senior cease a smile.

"Youㅡ you go back to work. No f-flirting in my office!" Jihoon tries to shoo the Chinese boy away, pushing him out of his office. It's hard pushing someone who's almost twenty centimetres taller than you.

When he's successful, Jihoon sighs as he drops himself on his office chair. Why do I have workers like this, Jihoon shakes the thought off his mind.

;

It's break-time and the half of the floor is empty. The remaining people are either eating in their workspace or gossiping about their co-workers. ("Why do sir Junhui and sir Jihoon keep going into each other's offices?" "Maybe they're dating!" "Of course not! Sir Junhui should date me!" "Ha, keep dreaming, Yoona.")

Jihoon's currently waiting for the coffee brewer to finish brewing the last few drops of his coffee. He leans on the wall, doing whatever on his phone. He almost drops it when he hears a familiar voice nearby.

"Isn't it faster to buy coffee downstairs than to make your own?" Junhui throws an empty cup of what Jihoon assumed to used to be iced tea into the trash bin (in)conveniently beside Jihoon.

"Just because I asked for your number because of my sister, it doesn't mean we're automatically close, Wen." Jihoon slides his phone down his back pocket, crossing his arms over his chest after.

"We could be, though," Junhui shrugs, sending a sly smirk to his senior as he walks out of the break room.

"Wen Junhui! Y-you can't treat your senior like this!" Jihoon yells, simultaneously noticing his coffee already turned cold.

("Oh yes I can, I'm still older than you!" Junhui yells from the other room.)

;

Jihoon returns to his office, cold coffee in hand. The collar of his shirt has a faint stain due to the coffee, but he doesn't really care because he could just cover it with another of his sweaters. He grabs his green sweater from his couch and pulls it over himself. His telephone rings so he immediately answers it like any normal person with manners would do.

"Good afternoon, this is Lee Jihoon ofㅡ"

"Lee, get your ass here now." Jeonghan. "It's an emergency meeting."

;

Jihoon groans as he enters the conference room on the fourth floor. "What do you want?"

"What do you want isn't the way to answer your seniors, Ji." Jeonghan rubs his temple, sighing afterwards.

"Sorry," Jihoon mumbles, plopping down onto the seat behind the silver 'LEE JIHOON' nameplate.

Jeonghan continues, "Anyway! The reason why I held an emergency meeting is becauseㅡ because, uh... because I only checked our company's reports this morning and I didn't see the low sales for the last few months, ah ha." The vice president of the company nervously stifles a laugh.

All the people in the meeting, including Jihoon, groan.

"Anyway anyway!" Jeonghan stiffly waves his hands in the air to catch their attention. "As all of you know, Pledis Publishing is one of the top publishing companies out thereㅡ and yes, we still are but ever since our president, Ms. Jinah, is.. er, I don't know, somewhere, I've been taking over and wow! Things did get worse." < a/n: i'm talking about nana as in after school nana ,, pledis cant do them dirty and hide them in their basement smh >

"I agree, things did get worse, I mean, where did the coffee maker from my department go?" Jisoo from the human resources department shrugs, making the rest of them laugh.

Siyeon from the IT department steps up, "How come the other departments have frappes while all we have are Americanos!?"

"Jisoo and Siyeon, please shut up." Jeonghan shakes his head. ("Why do I have to deal with these kids," he mumbles.)

The meeting goes on for another hour. It bores Jihoon. He fiddles with his sleeves, he taps his pen on the table, he watches the arm of the clock move, he watches Eunwoo from the creative department play games on her phone when Jeonghan isn't lookingㅡ anything that helps him satisfy his boredom.

"So much for a meeting," Jihoon grumbles, making his way back to his office after the meeting.

He takes his seat, shuffling through papers and more papers until he spots a peculiar bright pink sticky note on his desk. ("What an ugly color," Jihoon's eyebrows furrow together.)

hi jihoon !!!!!
this is junhui >:)
+82XXXXXXXX
call me baby !!!
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