What's Wrong With Assistant Kang?

14. I'm Not Jealous

After the terribly long day that was yesterday, Jumin was glad when he woke up on his simple, comfortable bed without the massive headache he gained after all the stress he went through.

He held his head, eyes still closed as he tried to wake up fully. Elizabeth the Third walked inside the room as was usual of her; elegant, beautiful and astute. She leapt into the soft mattress and curled up like a ball next to her owner, who smiled softly and petted her head.

Well, yesterday wasn't so horrible after all.

Jaehee had been there by his side the whole time and… that felt quite comforting.

Jumin heard his cellphone ring and he snapped back to reality. "Who could be calling now?" he wondered aloud. "Could it be from the office? Work doesn't start until an hour." Picking up the call, he wasn't exactly glad when he heard Luciel's voice from the other line.

"Jumin! Jumin!" the energetic redhead exclaimed, sounding excited.

"What?" the Executive Director asked while happily caressing Elizabeth the Third's back, to which she responded by purring just as happily.

"Isn't today the charity run?!" he inquired, "The day all the employees of your company race against each other in a relay race?! And the winning price is to feel proud over the fact you helped some sick kids?!"

"Yes, Luciel, everything you said is correct." Despite his maturity, Jumin couldn't help but roll his eyes. "What's your point…?"

"This is a perfect opportunity to conquest Jaehee's heart!" Luciel shouted his lungs off, sounding completely confident in his plan. At hearing Jumin hum from confusion and surprise on the other side of the phone, 707 proceeded to explain.

"When Jaehee's running around, you can go cheering for her with posters and applause and all that! And then, when she wins the race, cause Jaehee will, you can go running towards her like, 'I knew you would win all along, babe!' and then you hug her and you kis—"

Jumin hung up on Luciel when he got another call; normally he wouldn't do something as rude as that, but then again, the caller was Jaehee herself.

"Hello?"

"Mr. Han?! Are you okay? Does your head still hurt?" Jaehee's rushed voice boomed, clearly concerned for him. "If it still does, I can go to your penthouse and bring you some medicine, work doesn't start until an hour."

Jumin chuckled softly; it was so cute. "I'm fine, Assistant Kang, but thank you for being so caring," he told her gently, finally getting up from bed. "Instead, you probably should be worrying about the race. Are you ready for it?" He smiled at her even though she wasn't present.

"Of course! I've trained during all my spare time! I won't fail you!" she said, sounding incredibly determined.

"I would say good luck, but I don't believe in such superstitions, so instead…" Jumin told her, making Jaehee a little bit puzzled: where was he going with this?

"Have fun racing." He finished amusedly. "I know you won't need any help winning."

Jaehee was glad Jumin couldn't see her right at the moment, because she was blushing. "Oh… Um, thanks, Mr. Han."

Jumin finally reached the blinds darkening his bedroom and pulled them open, letting the wide French windows fill the place with sunlight. "See you at the race, then."
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"And so the annual C&R International relay races, a kind-hearted charity work for the pure benefit of children's hospitals, begins!" a cheerful announcer who was especially hired for the day informed, setting the mood for everyone participating.