❝I can use my hands for more than just typing, boss.❞
❝Your desk is crowded, like my pants. Why don't you get rid of them both, mmm?❞
Kim Namjoon, the wealthiest man in Seoul, owns one of the richest businesses in Korea. Kim Seokjin is a stripper t...
Namjoon parked his car and stepped off with Seokjin, no longer afraid of holding his hand or giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. Today was the day he was going to officially announce that they were in a relationship, not caring if his workers would no longer respect him or what the rest of the people would think.
Seokjin was walking with confidence on the outside, and fear on the inside. Though he looked as serious as a rock, the man was worried to death about what could happen today. His biggest fear was not being accepted and gaining hate by the workers there.
If that happens, then sadly, he would be forced to quit on his own, because he didn't want Namjoon to receive negative comments on a daily basis from everyone. Especially if and when their relationship goes viral and starts showing up in newspapers and all over social media. It would ruin Namjoon's position as a business owner.
For now, the couple held onto each other's hand and walked inside of the building, taking the elevator to get to the office.
When the elevator stopped at one floor, Seokjin and Namjoon released each other's grip, seeing that a person was getting on with them. The two lovers focused their attention to the male that looked very familiar to them.
"Good morning, Mr. And Mr. Kim." Just by hearing those words coming out of the man's mouth, Namjoon and Seokjin's eyes widened.
"Good morning, and you are...?" Seokjin asked, trying to see who the familiar looking man was. He broke out in laughter after seeing how confused both Namjoon and Seokjin were.
"I don't get it, what's he laughing about?" Seokjin quietly said to Namjoon, getting behind him.
"Do we know who you are, gentleman?" Namjoon spoke, politely. But his politeness only made the other man laugh harder than before, he ended up holding his stomach.
"Okay, enough. Who are you!" Seokjin finally had enough and frowned at the guy, staring at him straight in the eyes.
"How can you forget who your own BROTHER is?" A tall man removed a mask off of his face, and took his cap off, revealing a blonde, sidecut hairstyle.
"HYUNSEOK!?"
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"That's my name, babies. Don't wear it out." He smiled softly, winking at the pair. The other two men had to laugh.
"This is incredible! You look so different!!" Namjoon complimented, mesmerized by the way the man looked.
"Yeah, I got my hair done at this barber shop near Jaebeom's house. He's the one who took me, actually." Hyunseok smiled, enjoying all of the attention he was receiving thanks to his hairstyle.
"I seriously didn't recognize you, Seok 2. You look handsome." Seokjin spoke, winking.
"Only, I'm still one percent more handsome." Seokjin also spoke, teasing his brother as usual, unable to keep his narcissism to himself.
