my butler, mister kim | meanie [discontinue]

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before the chois was welcome in the jeon's mansion, the whole household were panicking and some of the workers were rushing here and there. the tea mingyu ask for was decided to replaced it with coffee instead at the end.

forget about the tea, mingyu quickly went to wonwoo's bedroom to tell him to change into his formal wear back. that causes both minghao and wonwoo took the information that the chois had finally arrive during this uneventful time, though, they began to panicking as well.

the whole scene from earlier was unknowingly hectic, by now, wonwoo was infront of the closed sliding of the living room with a blank expression. there, he heard voices muffled from inside the living room, assuming it was the chois talking with one another. wonwoo didn't have the time to greet them into the house as he was too busy changing while panicking in his room at the same time, so he doesn't know how many of them were in there.

mingyu quietly went to his side as he waited his young master. he knows wonwoo was nervous so mingyu grabbed his hand, and pull it up as he kisses wonwoo's knuckle to ease the younger's anxiousness away.

"everything its going to be alright," he reassure the younger. wonwoo stared at him and pull up a soft smile as he leaned over and pecked the butler's nose tip gently.

phase one, act to your formal self

once they pulled away, mingyu had both of his hand at his own lower back as wonwoo swiftly open the door in one go, in which causes the people from the inside startled and some of them flinch at the large thud sound.

his action was unnecessary, though. as they had their all pair of eyes on wonwoo, wonwoo's legs began to tremble at the attention he receive. he didn't used to the attention he had. this usually caught up whenever he was at school. basically, wonwoo was somehow the main title of the school just because of his handsome features and wealth. and surely without a doubt, he doesn't even like it.

so he stood there awkwardly infront of the chois, until then, wonwoo directed his gaze towards the ceo of the wahyo cooperation who sat on the arm chair just from the other side of the coffee table.

choi seungcheol was smiling brightly upon seeing him, and wonwoo thought how dashing the middle age man was. he wore a three armani's piece suit, his black silky hair was glue back revealing his forehead. his skin glow under the dimmed light of the living room. overall, despite being a middle age man, he still looked young like he's in his 20s.

beside seungcheol was another man wonwoo never saw before. he also wore the same three piece suit, but in scarlet velvet red. his hair was also glued just slightly back so he had a bit of a hair covering his face. the whole time, unlike the way seungcheol sit on the arm chair with his leg crossed and his arms comfortably rest on the chair, he had his head hung low with his elbow propped on his knees.