Twelve midnight
Andrya is still awake. She's roaming around the new house of the boys and checking if they are now resting well, because they'll be flying later at three a.m. to Los Angeles tomorrow. They have to leave the house at the earliest possible time.
"Attorney, why are you still awake?" Jeya asked her boss upon seeing Andrya still awake preparing something in the kitchen. She immediately stood up and went to her. "Please take a rest now. You've been bustling around since I can remember," she added. Jeya's perturbed but it no longer surprises her because she knows how her boss works and how dedicated she is in her work.
Jeya will also be flying with them since Andrya needed her assistance. The other managers and other staff had already travelled a few days ago.
"I needed to pack these meds and foods, Je. In case of emergency," she's a girl's scout. As they say, she's always ready.
She's appropriately taken care of the boys since day one. She's an all-around to them or more like a mom.
"Just go and rest for a moment. I'll take care of those," Jeya grabbing the things from Andrya and pushing her to the couch in the living area. "Please!" She even pleaded for the lady to rest.
Andrya smiled at how Jeya takes care of her too. She laid down on the couch Finally, then sat back and said "Wake me up after thirty then," reminding her secretary in threatening tone.
"I will," she answered her boss smiling while she prepared whatever the lady left a while a, go.
Jeya's POV
My boss has really been stubborn. Well, she's always stubborn. I know she's just doing her job but I don't want her to get sick for overworking.
After packing up the meds and some food left, I checked on her, and she was sleeping soundly.
Thank God, she listened to me, I mumbled. I decided to prepare a light breakfast to eat before leaving later.
I heard footsteps right behind making me turn to look who was that.
"What are you doing? Why are you still awake?" He continuously asked me in his hoarsy-just-woke-up and deep voice. His voice is so smooth, though.
"Ssshhhhhh!" I that was in the hush. "Please tone it down a bit, Yoongi sunbaenim. The boss just slept a few minutes ago," I told him in a whisper.
"Mian," he apologized in whispers too.
"By the way, why are awake sunbaenim?" I curiously asked him.
"I am thirsty," He answered shortly and went to the water dispenser and filled his tumbler. He then sits at the table and drinks his water.
"Aren't you going back to sleep, sunbaenim? The attorney will get mad. You should get enough rest," I reminded him. "You still have an hour before we go," I added.
We were conversing in our low voices because we didn't want to wake anyone.
"Okay. I am going then," he answered me. Then he made his way back while I busy myself preparing the food again.
Yoongi's POV
I was about to go back to my room after getting my water but I don't know what took me here.
My feet led me towards the living area and now I am standing and staring at this angelic looking lady while sleeping.
She seems a bit cold. Unconsciously, pulling the blanket over her. She's been doing her best, making our lives easier. She took care of us like a mom for the past weeks.
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Saving Mr. Popular
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