The Internship

Chapter Five - Dinner Dates and Dresses

"You'd better be wearing something appropriate." You glared at the door, the rude remark being murmured through it making your eye twitch. The nerve of this man continued to leave you completely baffled.  

"Don't worry boss. I am." You hissed through your teeth, hearing a low murmur somewhere along the lines of 'good'.  

You glanced at your reflection and took in your appearance. Alright, you didn't look that presentable yet if it came down to clothing but he didn't need to know that. You had long thought out your outfit during the day, so you were more than confident about it.  

You were still in your sweats and hoodie, busy getting loose curls into your hair with your straightener and planned on pulling it over one shoulder. Your make up had been inspired by a smoky silver eye, only less heavy and a light coating of mascara along with a pink, glossy lip gloss topping it off. It would suit the dress that you were going to wear and made your lips appear a little more plump and all the more kissable. You silently blessed that make up course you took over the summer, making it look as professional as it could be. The dress you decided to wear was hanging on the bathroom door, black elegant glossy pumps waiting underneath to complete the outfit.  

You sighed and went to change, letting the black dress fall over your frame and you zipped the back up. It was the most unique and classy dress you owned and your favourite. It was black, hugging onto your curves with a soft pink collar, a see through black fabric hanging over it loosely as a second layer. The back of the over layer was open, showing how the rose coloured zipper went all the way through to the bottom and gave it an overall sexy and teasing finish while staying classy at the same time,  

You stepped into your black pumps, looking around for your matching pink clutch and shoved some makeup supplies and your phone in it. Giving yourself a last look over, you noticed that you forgot your earrings. Pulling out a black velvet box adorned with a white swan, you took out round and simple but oh so beautiful earrings and a matching necklace that had the same stones, three next to each other and the rest of the chain bright silver.  

You smiled at your reflection and straightened your back, your chin tilted up just a bit to make you shine out that confidence you had to have to be Jung Taekwoon's wife. To be fair, you had the same ambitions for your future as him, so imitating his posture could only be beneficial.  

You opened the door with your confident but radiating posture, meeting the eyes of your husband who had his arms and legs crossed, sitting on your bed. The look flashing through his eyes was obvious and you had to fight the urge to keep an arrogant smirk from showing. Someone was clearly satisfied. He cleared his throat, looking away for a moment before standing up and brushing passed you into the bathroom.  

"I'll be done in fifteen minutes tops." Was all you could make out and you couldn't help but let out a knowing laugh. Even if you decided to not let him affect you that much anymore, you still felt that satisfaction of having him so flustered. But doesn't any woman have that by default?  

You sat down on the bed, taking your phone from your clutch and sighed, crossing your legs and opening your mailbox. You let out a loud groan, seeing extensive amounts of emails. It had been only three days and your old position as well as contacts were given to others, but apparently your colleagues weren't quick enough at managing the transmission.  

One name caught your attention and you recognized it as Hakyeon's. He would be someone you were ready to help any given time as he supported you so much at the beginning of your internship. The email was sent fifteen minutes ago and judging from the time difference it had to be around six in the morning.