Paint Me Darker (ChanBaek ff) Under REVISION

CHAPTER 6

I felt compelled to flee or flee from them. Specifically from Chanyeol, who is sitting comfortably with his legs crossed.

He gives me a blank stare. I see nothing but a blank figure on his face.

Yeah? It was a good idea to act as if nothing had happened.

"Mr. Byun, please take a seat."

One of the men at the table addressed me.   .

I sat quickly beside Miss. Jung, never daring to look at Chanyeol.

They were discussing sales and other matters. I was cursing in the back of my head when I realized Chanyeol was fucking staring at me.

As in, Damn! Who would be a jerk willing to smile and be happy seeing the person they fucked out of while drunk?

When I noticed him staring at me, I averted my gaze.

This is so awkward. Even though there are ten of us here, I suddenly had this awkward feeling that lingered all over me.

I was moving my feet slowly because I was fucking nervous and impatient.

Damn this jerk. After seeing the one he fucked at his mansion, how could he be in such a normal and natural posture?

I bite my lower lip as I stare at the floor. Fuck, I should act up because I'm looking pathetic right now.

I'm not a fucking teenager.

My phone suddenly lights up inside my sling bag. I can tell they're too busy chatting to notice me, so I can look at the one who texted.

"Hyung, where are you?" And, yes, Sehun was the one who texted him.

Baekhyun carefully responded to Sehun because he could still hear their Chit chats.

"I'm at Work.What do you need?"

"When you get home, bring me some yogurt."

What the fuck? He texted me just to tell me to go out and buy him fucking yogurt?"

Baekhyun was about to curse Sehun when a Deep Voice echoed back to him.

"Cellphones during meeting? "

As he met their differing gazes, Baekhyun immediately raised his head.

" We're in the middle of a conversation, and you're just looking at your phone?" "

Baekhyun abruptly paused and finally began to speak.

"Sorry, Mr. Park, but this isn't my job, so I'm kinda not into it, which is why I'm distracted."

Baekhyun sounded sarcastic and straightforward.

"Isn't that your job? So, Mr. Byun, what brings you here?"

The people on the inside are clearly aware of the mounting tension. Some of them even shook their heads.

"That's correct, Mr. Park, and that's why I'm apologizing. Miss. Jang? I'll be in the van." Baekhyun stood up and walked away, not even looking at the taller one.

When he finally went outside, he cursed several times.

"Fuck! Asshole!" As he approached their van, Baekhyun screamed.

He smacked his head as he remembered the driver had left. The van must have been locked.

He had no choice but to wander around the building as he waited for them to get over it.

He walks slowly down a hallway. He was perplexed as to why only a few people were inside the building.

He kept a close eye on the walls, which were covered in sticky notes.