Working with my Ex HS sweetheart

8-"Baby boy"

Jiyong's POV

"OH BABY BOY COME HERE"

I close my eyes and hold the bridge of nose out of embarrassment as I slowly walk towards my mom. Why did she come here without at least letting me know? I hug her tightly and let her kiss both of my cheeks.

"What's wrong? You don't seem happy to see me?" She says noticing me not looking at her directly and clearly displeased. "Nothing mom, you should have told me you were coming" I say.

"Oh come on. I did tell you I will be visiting you soon. It's not like you're hiding something from me are you?" Well I thought it'd be sooner, I say to myself and I felt nervous at her last line so I just shook my head in response.

Now I have to make sure that mom will never know that I'm currently working with Taro— I mean Dara because if she does know about it, she won't stop bothering me to marry Dara now.

Let's just say that mom really loves Dara and she won't stop telling me that she would've been a great daughter-in-law even years after the break up. For goodness sake we were just in high school and mom won't stop mentioning to Dara about the whole marriage thing.

"Have you eaten? Come on let's find a good place to eat yeah?" I ask her hoping she agrees so I don't have to mind the fact that her dream daughter-in-law is just behind my desk.

"You want to eat already? Don't you want to give your mother a tour in your office at least?" Then she went straight to the paintings hanging behind the desk, the ones that Dara stared at for quite a while earlier.

I quickly walk beside my mother to block Dara hiding near it. "Why do you have such bad taste in art?" She ask. "You can't even understand these...paintings" Mom motions her hands to the modern paintings. "I know right? Come on I'm already hungry mom. Let's eat now please" I begged.

"Aww my baby boy, it's been a while since you did aegyo" with both of her hands she squished my cheeks and babied me. "Hmp" she says. I am dying of embarrassment right now. I can picture Dara holding in her laugh.

"Mom!" I groan with frustration.

She giggles and walks on the other side of the room. She looked at the lamp and described it as "weird" and even asked why I chose the walls to be black, "Mom it's marbled black" I countered, basically she judges each one of the pieces she sees in my office and roasts me but I just let her as a way of distraction at least.

I'm still blocking Dara from my mom's vision and when she's busy complaining to more modern pieces displayed in the room I signaled Dara to get out as quietly as possible.

She crawls slowly out the desk. I immediately went beside my mother to block Dara again. My mom faces me and stopped talking, probably something about the interior of my office again, and she tilts her head looking at something behind me.

That's when I knew she saw her.

I remained calm, lips pursed. Then my mom hit me in the head "You unprofessional little boy! You're working!!! And you have a WOMAN in your OFFICE???" She scolded.

My eyes wide, surprised from the strength my mother has. She sure can hit. I rub the part of my head that she hit and whined "MAAA THAT HURTS!".

She just ignored me and she walks towards Dara, the one who tried crawling her way out, and who is frozen on the floor. "Young lady! What do you have to say for yourself???" She asks sharply. Out of nervousness, knowing where this is going, I bite my nail nervously slowly turning my back to them.