Five grueling hours and six cups of coffee later the stack of files were returned in the desired order.
"Anything else?" Looking up Jisung made eye contact with his boss, the man making Jisung quiver in his band shoes.
"That's all for today. Good night." Night? Looking at the digital clock on his bosses desk Jisung's eyes almost popping out of his skull.
"Um. Mr.Lee. I have an issue." With a sigh Minho looked up to find the young boy twisting his fingers around in an attempt to calm his anxiety.
"And that is?"
"I can't drive home. And it's almost midnight. All my friends are asleep and the buses quit running at 10:30." Standing up Minho grabbed his coat and keys.
"Sure kid. Just this once, and it's only cause you're the first assistant to get past the files. Let's go and you can put the directions in my GPS." Not believing what he was hearing he followed the man out into the parking lot to his car, a black, sleek, Jaguar. Jisung slipped into the passenger seat and quietly buckled up, Minho starting the car
Reaching the apartment complex Minho presses on the brakes and looked over at Jisung.
"Next time make sure you have a ride. I'm not always this nice." With a quick nod Jisung got out of the car, giving a small wave with an audible thank you and then watching the vehicle drive away. But what Jisung didn't know was that he had left his wallet in the passenger seat of his bosses car.
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Ramè || MINSUNG
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] Ramè: (n) something that is both chaotic and joyful at the same time -- Jisung gets a job as an assistant for the notorious Lee Minho but ends up getting more than he bargained for
