GLASS EYES. － one-shots

AIR FRESHENER (1) ; CHIEF KIM - SUNGRYONG×YUL

ONE-SHOT (1)

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Air Freshener;
kim sungryong × seo yul
kdrama: chief kim/good manager
word count: 5,993
written: 03/04/20

❝You, me, food, a drink or two. Maybe three.❞

《Seo Yul just wanted food and Kim Sungryong just wanted to be a good host; they both ended up with more than they anticipated.》

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i told myself it wouldn't be more than 2k words but it ended up being 6k pffft anyway the fandom is miniscule but i will go down with this ship

at this point i've watched the show three times and can write an essay about how they used subtext to indicate sungryong is gay alright i don't make the rules it's simply a fact

anyway

i hope you enjoy it
thanks for reading

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"Food."

Sungryong blinked, shifted the oversized bite of bread he had in his mouth to one side and then, with all the eloquence he could muster when his colleagues were chattering and he could feel drool threaten to spill past his bursting lips, replied with a choked, "Eh?"

A sigh crackled over the line, Yul coming off as somewhat fatigued and hesitant.

"You, me, food, a drink or two," Followed soon after. "Maybe three."

At the request Sungryong hurriedly struggled to gulp down his mouthful with the help of some soju, sloshing another sip of the potent alcohol around his mouth for good measure.

"Director," he began, mirth already oozing from the singular word, "are you asking me on a date?"

The mere mention of the concept seemed to have a far greater effect than Sungryong could have anticipated: an abrupt, sharp breath from the younger himself, Manager Choo who quite nearly spat out his ramen, Hakyung whose eyes rounded comically, and the rest of the team that instantaneously fell silent, leaning uncomfortably closer to their Chief with expressions that ranged from disbelieving smiles to shock.

"You know what? Leave it," Came a snippy response, "I don't know why I even thought that. . . "

Words dissipated into an exhale of resignation, at which point Sungryong's brows furrowed and the faintest sense of guilt threaded its way through him. He scratched at his forehead, thinking.

"Alright," he spoke up, cutting the silence that had briefly fallen, "let's meet at the usual －"

"No," Yul intervened, causing the brunet to tilt his head in surprise, then waving off the jittery questions his subordinates were whispering his way, "I don't want to be around any more people today."

"But I'm people," Sungryong protested, a hand going to his chest in feigned offense, even if the other couldn't see him.

"Kim Sungryong, you know what I meant."