New job, New boss.
Yeosang's taste in men isn't always wholesome - But the handsome man he meets makes him rethink, And the boundary between the boss and his secretary slowly leads to something more.
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Park seonghwa.
The soul quickly runs away from Yeosang's already frozen and statuesque body, his breath matching his swift heartbeats as he stands up - the two pairs of dark and honey eyes continuing to stare at each other.
Of course Seonghwa never knocked.
"S-sir?" Yeosang musters his courage to mumble the simple word, his body shuddering from the way Seonghwa was looking at him. a raging fire inside his chest, eyes blunt and face painted into an exasperated expression, clear as daylight he was trying to accumulate his anger inside of him - fighting with his frozen heart.
"What were you doing on the phone, Kang?" he asks, voice filled with anger and offense. Seonghwa wasn't violent, nor selfish. he uses everything in his power to protect the laws of his company and his image, paying full attention to time more than anything else.
"I... was... uh..."
"You were...?" Seonghwa slightly tilts his head to the side, waiting for the younger to respond already. "I think I made it clear, Mister kang. I do not approve smartphones whilst working. Turn it off."
"H-huh?" Yeosang asks confused, clearly not predicting the next couple of words. "But sir, What if I get mails? You know-"
"There's a whole computer for that. You don't need to use your phone."
'Does he ever let me finish? angry bird...'
"Did you say something?"
"What? No!" Yeosang and all but yells, immediately clambering a hand over his mouth when he realized not did he just shout at Seonghwa's face, but he also found himself saying his thoughts out loud for the older male to hear. "I... I mean... I didn't say anything... I'm sorry, That won't happen again."
Seonghwa - not believing a word he was hearing decided to nod, but gathered his strength to plaster an angry look on his face and tease the younger about it. "So I'm a bird now?" He raises a brow, Stuffing his hands in the front pockets of his silk suit as he makes sure to linger his gaze on the younger male, Who seemed to be struggling with his words.
"I.... I did not call you that!" Yeosang deadpans, cussing under his breath for having been so clumsy and getting himself caught.
"Then, If i may," Seonghwa takes a step forward, then another, and another - to the point where yeosang's back hits the edge of the table and gets caged between the material and his boss, standing chest-to chest as yeosang feels his face turn a faint shade of crimson. "Who did you call angry bird?"
"I... Uhm... I mean... Uh... You look like that one character I like! Like, not Like that Like, Like not Like..." Yeosang whines, his head shooting up only to see the older staring into his soul - Faces barely apart. "Your eyebrows, Yeah... Heh... You kinda look like the grinch too!"
