Ramè || MINSUNG

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Lunch was more chaotic than usual that day, mainly cause Chan and Jisung's boss sat between Jisung and and Jeongin, Jeongin holding Hyunso.
"So uh. Mr.Lee. Thank you for helping us with this." Chan avoided eye contact as he spoke to Minho, the other giving a chuckle.
"I mean you're watching Hyunso for me. Sometimes that child is a hand full." Looking over he saw Jeongin avoiding getting hit by the child's tiny hands.
"Well you can't leave a child alone, and I'm pretty sure Mr. Park Jinyoung wouldn't watch him for a whole week." Jisung pointed out, fries stored in his mouth.
"Anyway, what festival is this? And who's leading the choreography?" Minho was able to feed Hyunso a spoon of rice, the child fighting him and the little spoon.
"It's the fall festival, and I'm leading it." Hyunjin spoke up, Seungmin nodding along and giving him a thumbs up.
"Okay. Well Bang, Jisung, I expect you two in my office each week to tell me the weekly reports that you work on; I may be helping you as a friend of a friends, but I'm still your boss." Nodding Chan and Jisung locked eyes and gave one last nod.

"Daddy! I'm thirsty! Daddy! Daddy!" Hyunso's cries rang throughout the practice room, the child obviously being done with staring into his reflection from the mirror wall.
"Just a second Hyun, daddy is busy with work." Minho panted as he adjusted Felix's position more to the left.
"I want juice! I want it now!" Groaning Jisung got up from his resting position and stretched his back.
"There's a vending machine on the floor above us, can I take him?" Grabbing the child's hand after Minho nodded, Jisung and Hyunso made it out of the room. The air conditioning was a cool refreshment itself to Jisung, but it was long lived because Hyunso wanted to move fast.
"How do you know my daddy?" The little boys eyes started into Jisung's, him not wanting to move from in front of the vending machine.
"I work for him." Was all the response was.
"Are you the lazy Jisung or the hot Jisung?" This question made the nineteen year old freeze, which was he? "I bet you're the hot Jisung, cause you're really pretty and daddy talks about you all the time to Uncle Jinyoung." His fingers were pressed against the glass, staring at the various drinks as he spoke.
"Well um," Jisung's face had turned a bright shade of red. "Let's just get drinks for everyone and we can talk later, okay?" With a nod Jisung chose ten drinks and let Hyunso carry Minho's back to the room.
"Daddy! Me and hot Jisung are back with drinks!" Hyunso yelled this as soon as the door opened, Minho's eyes going wide.
"Hyunso!" "Hot Jisung?"