I put the bottle down and hurry to get out of here to see what is going on in the living room. "Do you know how much this shirt costs, you dumb bitch?! You fucking pick this up, right now!"

"I apologize again, Sir, but you just walked into me—" her voice gets cut off by a slap that the man dared to give her right after she went back up on her feet. I do not even think twice before nudging my way to them and pushing him away in a violent manner. "You get out of my house before I make you regret what you just did," I stare straight into his eyes and hold back from starting a fight, but he scoffs and walks away.

"My dog has better manners than this stupid girl," he opens the front door, but out of lack of control over my anger, I make fast to reach him and throw him out. I slam the door behind us and punch him in the face, harder than planned, feeling in my fist and wrist how serious it is. After he hit the ground, I look down at him with no regret or guilt, but he holds his face, probably in acute pain.

"I fucking warned you," I let him struggle on his own and get back into the house, not even caring about his condition. I head towards y/n but see that she is not here, only one of my colleagues is cleaning the mess on the floor.

"Just leave it there, Moonsik...The meeting is over," I raise my voice to let everyone in the room hear me, and they all get ready to leave. "Are you sure?" the one who is helping, and who I can always count on asks, and I nod. "Yeah...Thank you."

"Okay," he stands up. "Uhm, I told her to not touch anything and let me take care of it, so I think she just went into another room," he tells me as he must have understood I was worried for her, and I thank him for the second time. I impatiently wait for everyone to get out of my house, and once I said goodbye to the ones who made the effort to look at me with no disdain, I close the door and walk up to y/n's room.

I knock on the door first. "I'm coming in," my voice slips out in a weird tone, and I step inside. My eyes catch sight of her sitting on the bed, with a ball of tissues in one hand.

For no reason, she rises and goes down on her knees once I move towards her. "I apologize, Mister Jeo—"

"Don't," I interrupt her at the sound of her crying. "You do not have to apologize for anything, so do not even think about doing it or feeling bad about what just happened," I drop my attention on her hand but notice that the tissues are soaked with blood, so I grab her wrists and make her get up but realize there is some blood on her knees as well. "Let's get in the kitchen. Did he hurt you?" I lead her out of the room, and she answers with a 'no' that is given by her head.

My heart is beating so fast that the wrath running through my veins does not want to fade away.

I bite my lips but pull one stool back to make her sit down on it and I get hold of the medical stuff that I need to take care of her injuries. Hearing her sob and knowing that she feels guilty makes it hard to keep calm.

I should have punched him even harder.

I breathe out and stand right before her, I peek at her face but see that the red mark he left is still visible. I need to remain calm, seriously. I put the stuff down on the kitchen island and place my hand under hers to take the tissues away from her palm. "Why are you bleeding like that? What happened?" I throw them out, holding her hand in mine.

"He stepped in front of me when I was trying to avoid someone," she chokes up, wiping her tears away. "So I dropped the glass without wanting to...this was an accident...and I stained his shirt...but he forced me to get on the floor and pick up everything..."

I clench my jaw to not curse, but I reassure her while cleaning the cuts he caused her to have. "This was not your fault, okay? Do not blame yourself. He's the one who should have been more careful, and if he didn't overreact and touch you, this would never have happened," I make it clear that it is not because of her, but she cannot stop sobbing and trying to be quiet, keeping her head down to not let me see her.

I have to calm her down before doing anything. I keep my hand under hers to not make it painful, but I use my other one to wipe her tears away. "Hey, look at me," I hold the side of her face, and raise her head up. "Why are you crying? Is it because he slapped you? Because it hurts?" I brush my thumb over her wet skin to get rid of the tear that was about to roll down. "You're going to be in trouble because of me..."

Once again, she thinks about me before herself.

"No, I'm not. I do not care about what will happen, this is not because of you. If this freaking guy did not dare to lay a hand on you, none of this would have happened. All right? I told you to not put the blame on yourself," I stare into her eyes and speak to her in a soft way to soothe her. "Stop crying," I lower my voice to whisper to her, and I press a kiss on her cheek. "It's okay. I don't care about them or my job. I care about you."

Her glisten eyes gaze deeply into mine, and I skim her cheekbone with my fingers to push the strands of hair away from her skin and put it behind her ear. "I'll give you a hug after taking care of this, but I want you to stop crying. It breaks my heart."

She looks down at her thighs and nods.

5 minutes later...

"Here you are," I let her get on the floor, but she does not even wait a second before hugging me again and pressing her body against mine. This must be comforting like ever for her to ask for this a lot. I hold her as well and smile.

"Thank you," she says in a small voice, and I answer her with a caress of my thumb on her cheek. "You can get in your room and get changed. I don't work today, so you can take a day off," I give her a day free that she deserves more than I do. She steps back and looks up at me. "But I need to wake Hyejoon up..."

"I'll do it, just rest, do whatever you want," I run my fingers through her hair as she let them down, and I rub her neck. "Hajoon asked me to keep this dress on though," she passes her fingers under her eyes after crying and ruining her makeup. "Don't. This little guy will not see you in that again. Just wear whatever you want. I'm going to take care of the glass on the floor then wake Hyejoon up."

She nods to me, so I walk away and do as planned.

30 minutes later...

Seeing how shiny the sun is today, I go out with my little one in my arms and stay in my pair of shorts and my white t-shirt for once. I'm chilling right now, the worst is about to come after what just happened, so I need to take a break before the storm just destroys me.

"Let's go and drink over there, my baby," I hold him with one arm while holding his bottle in my other hand, and I lay down on one of the deckchairs, where a sunshade is. I keep him close to me and feed him after being very hungry because I was late.

"I missed you, baby boy," I press a kiss on his forehead as he's drinking, finally sharing some time with him. "Daddy missed you a lot," I cuddle him, gazing down at him and smiling.

However, at the sight of some movement within my view, I peek up and see y/n coming towards me in a white oversized sweatshirt and skirt, probably because of the bandage around her knees. "Do you want me to do it?" she sits down on the other deckchair next to us. "No, don't worry. I like doing it."

"Okay," she smiles at me, the sun shining on her skin. I keep my eyes fixed on her, not able to look away. She rests her head on her hands clenched into fists, and we both gaze at each other. "What's wrong?" she shyly gets flustered by my attention. "Nothing. I just like to look at you. Should I stop?"

"No..." she shakes her head, not minding it. That is even more adorable for some reason. "But just...not too much...because I'm shy...or not in the eyes..." her reply makes me giggle uncontrollably, and I gaze down at my baby, who is obviously interested in y/n right now.

"I think he likes you," I look up at her. "I mean, you're probably his favorite now," I tell the truth since she's the one who takes care of him the most, but she shakes her head as if this was not true. "No. You're his dad, he loves you more."

"Hm, I'm not sure," I barely believe in that. "Come here to see," I move to the side to leave some space, and she comes right next to me. I place one arm behind her, but Hyejoon does not even hesitate before crawling towards her.

"See," I chuckle but keep a hold on the bottle, and once I see him get comfy on her and rest his head on her chest, I bring it back to his mouth and let him finish his drink, being careful to not touch her on this area. He really put his face on the right spot, dammit.

"Look how happy he is now," I smile at him, seeing how soothed he is in her arms. "You really know how to make people around you feel relaxed and good."

"That is not even true," she lays back but forgets that my arm was behind her. "I'm sorry," she straightens her back right away as if this was bad, so I remove it. "It's okay, don't worry," I do not feel uncomfortable at all, but I still tease her. "I mean, you're getting comfy and all, like, okay...I see."

"No...I'm not. I didn't know your arm was there," she smiles but now holds the bottle for me, and she gets in the position she wanted to. "I know, I'm joking. I didn't mind it."

"Your arm would have gotten numb at some point though," she does not know that I'm used to it. "Not even, and honestly that would be for a good reason, so I would be okay with it."

"Oh, I didn't know this could be a good reason," she quietens her voice, and I put my arm under my head but keep it turned towards them. I do not say anything but enjoy the sounds of the birds chirping, the warmth of the sun shining on my legs, and the heat of today that really brightens up my mood.

It is sunny, warm, I am having a good time with my baby and y/n, this is so pleasant. I am chilling and not being stressed out or worried, I love this.

I peek up at y/n for a few seconds as she's cuddling my baby, and I close my eyes. I could doze off in short seconds, but I want to stay awake and enjoy my time. Not hearing anything but the birds, I open my eyes to see the two lovely humans in front of me but catch y/n staring.

I do not blink but show some amusement, and she breaks the eye contact. "Stop looking away like that all the time. Are you shy?" I do not leave her alone since she seems responsive in a good way. "Maybe."

"Ah, but no need to be," I say, wishing she could be more at ease with me. "Don't be shy with me. Just act with me the way you would do it with anyone else."

"But I'm like that with most people. It's even worse with others, to be honest," she surprises me, and I raise my eyebrows. "Worse? How?"

"I don't hug or anything, let alone giving a kiss or something like that. I'd never do that with someone else," she speaks but does not sound confident about it at all. "And what's the reason for this?"

"I don't know...because it's you..." she shrugs. "Oh," I avert my eyes from her and look in front of me. "I should keep my distance with you then, I don't want to make you shy," I sit up and grin at her. "No...that's not what I said."

I chuckle but stand up. "All right," I take my t-shirt off and put it down next to her. "I'm going to swim a little. The weather is perfect for it," I fix my chain around my neck and get to the swimming pool as her eyes made me laugh internally at how indiscreet they were.

I don't jump in the water but dive slowly in order to not splash her and my baby. Once I'm inside, I go deeper and let my entire body get submerged, before going back to the surface. I comb my wet hair back and turn around.

"Do not drown because I cannot swim, so I cannot save you," she tells me, but I giggle. "You cannot swim?"

"I can't," she confirms what is impossible to me. "Well then, I'll teach you if you want. It's easy, you just need to not panic."

"Not panic," she points out. "That is the problem."

"No, I promise this is easy. Tonight, if you want, I'll turn the heater on for the water to be warm, and I'll teach you while everyone is sleeping so that we can be alone. Is that okay?" I propose to do, and her facial expression is enough to tell me what she wants. "I can't wait."

"Just remember that I'm a strict man, so I hope this won't be too hard or else I will be very mean with you, you know how I am," I lie, playfully, feeling in the mood to tease her and see her smile and giggle. "Mean and strict do not match with Mister Jeon."

"Oh really? You think I am not strict?" I dare her to believe so even though I know I cannot be this type of person. "I think, yes."

"Well, we'll see that tonight then. You might be surprised, just saying," I pretend to be serious but use a tone of voice that makes it obvious I'm joking with her, and she does not even take it, she chuckles at me and focuses on my baby boy.

•••

11 pm.

'YOUR P.O.V'

"Have a good night, y/n," Hajoon tells me as he left the sofa on which I'm still sitting. "Good night, sleep tight," I smile at him, and he goes upstairs. Now, I'm waiting here all by myself, wondering if Mister Jeon forgot about the swimming lesson he talked about earlier, or if he's just finishing something on his computer.

I hope he has not forgotten though, I would be very disappointed and not even have the guts to bring it up to remind him. I watch the movie and turn the volume down to not bother anyone, but the sound of a door makes my heart pound.

Is it Mister Jeon? Is he about to tell me he's going to bed?

I pretend to not have heard anything, and I keep my eyes on the large TV screen, praying for the tall man to join me and tell me to follow him.

My acting gets ruined once I hear his 'Hey' tickle my ear in a whisper. I whirl around at this feeling that got me to tilt my head to the side, and he smiles, broadly. "Are you still down for it?"