Chorong
"Chorong!" I turned my head and saw Hyunjin getting off from his car. He approached us while catching his breath. He must be looking for Hayoung." I just heard the news from the television, what happened? You were with Hayoung, right?" He asked me.
I was about to reply when Mark butt in,"Yeah, she was but someone made her upset and left. Who could be it?" He asked Hyunjin, glaring. Hyunjin grabbed him by his collar with his fist raised. Mark didn't even flinch." I guess, you are going to leave her too like what you did to Chorong."
"How can you say that to your bestfriend?"Hyunjin asked while gritting his teeth in anger. Mark scoffed, pushing Hyunjin away from him. I grabbed Mark's arm, pulling him away from Hyunjin but he won't budge."Ah, I remember you threw our friendship away before already." Hyunjin said.
"Yeah, I did." Mark replied.
I bit my lip and then tried to stop Mark from going any further from their conversation by squeezing his hand. Mark finally noticed me and squeezed my hand back." I am sure, she just need to cool off. This isn't the first time this happened." He told Hyunjin.
Hyunjin sighed."This is my fault." He muttered, before running back to his car. As soon as Hyunjin's car went, I realized that we are still holding each other's hand. Mark faced me then his gaze landed on our hands."Aren't you going to let go?" He asked me.
"I-I was going to!" I exclaimed, letting go of his hand. He smiled at me before going inside his car and then signaled me to go hop in. I touched my cheek while running towards the other side of the car.
We reached Hayoung's company and there were a lot of reporters outside. Mark sighed,"Why don't you stay at my office?" He asked me. I blinked my eyes before realizing what he just asked me."It's better than staying here." He didn't even wait for what I have to say and started driving again.
"Wait, you can just drop me off somewhere else. What will I do there?" I asked him. He didn't even answer my question. When we arrived at his company, I found myself walking by my old office. Ofcourse, I even saw Bomi.
I stopped my tracks and stared at Bomi, who was also staring at me. She scoffed, before walking passed by me. Mark cleared his throat then grabbed my arm, pulling me towards his office."Do you want me to fire her?" He asked me.
"N-No. Why are you suddenly asking me that?" I asked him.
"You might be thinking about it."
"Remember, I still hate you."
"Do you?"
"Yeah."
"Why did you held my hand, earlier?"
I was speechless at what he asked me, causing me to look away from him. Why did I do that? I bit my lip in embarrassment. He opened the door for me, and then gestured me to go in with a smirk on his face.
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What am I doing? I am sitting on this sofa, while watching Mark do his works. I kept on shifting on my sit for the whole time."You are distracting me." Mark said, his eyes fixed on the papers.
"What?" I asked him. He chuckled, pointing at the laptop on the table. I raised an eyebrow at him before standing up, walking towards the laptop."What should I do with it?" I asked.
"Take a seat and sit beside me. I'll let you do something." Mark answered as he went back to his business. I took a small stool and placed it beside him then opened the laptop. Surprisingly, it opened to a lot of documents. I noticed how there is one named as 'Park', Is he trying to own a park this time?
I cleared my throat,"So, what are you going to make me do?" I asked while stretching my arms. He told me to proofread reports, documents, articles and other stuffs. I nodded, even though I know little thing about it.
All I could hear was the pen, paper, and keyboard. I don't know how much time has passed by since I was doing what Mark told me. We both stopped what we were doing when the door suddenly opened, Taehyung was there."Noona!" He shouted, running towards me.
I gasped when Taehyung hugged me, lifting me up."Do you have to do that here?" I asked him, giggling. He nodded then showed me the chocolate cake."Oh, I forgot to tell you." I apologized to him.
"Noona, I was so excited to see you! But when I went there, I couldn't find you." He pouted but his smile came back as soon as he opened the box of chocolate cake."This is what I promised you."
I heard Mark cleared his throat."Excuse me, but aren't you supposed to be doing your work?" He asked Taehyung with his eyebrow raised. I laughed nervously, while dragging Taehyung out from Mark's office. I flashed a smile before closing the door behind me. Wait, did I just smiled at him? I shook my head."Thank you for the cake, TaeTae." I said.
"Hey, noona. Why are you in there?" Taehyung asked me with suspicion. I explained to him about what happened and he quickly understood the situation. He locked his arm with mine then dragged me to his desk which is beside mine. My desk was empty. Was there no new applicants?
I sat on my old chair. It feels nice to be able to sit on this chair, once again."Why is my desk empty?" I asked Taehyung. He raised his shoulders as he started slicing the cake with a small knife. I let my fingers run through my table and surprisingly, it was clean."Do you clean this desk?" I asked.
Taehyung shook his head then showed me an expression like he just remembered something."Yeah, I once caught our ceo sitting on your old chair and guess what he was doing?" He whispered, laughing a bit.
"Cleaning?"
"No, he slept on your old desk and he was drooling."He whispered back, his laugh unable to be stopped. I imagined Mark sleeping on my desk and it also made me unconsciously smile. Taehyung gave me a fork and pushed the box of chocolate cake towards me.
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~why does Mark do that? is there a reason behind it?
~where could hayoung go?
~it wasn't the first time hayoung run away, what happened before?
~thanks for reading this chapter :) luvlys
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