It was five minutes to one when the meeting was finally called a day and it was recess for all.

The employees left the room real quick after the announcement of the dispersal, their voices and gossips slowly fading away. Some people were still present in the room, some discussing about further topics, and others minding their own business. Wooyoung had already collected his stuff and was about to leave the room when suddenly, he felt a soft pat on his shoulder. He turned around.

"Care to have lunch with me, Wooyoung?"

Wooyoung's eyes immediately met the CEO's, looking at him in a soft gaze with a humble smile. Choi San, in his formal black suit, looked extra dashing today and Wooyoung wouldn't dare deny it. The taller's stare was intently fixed upon him, the latter getting heated up real quick and ending up averting the gaze.

"Y-You mean- just...er...us-"

"Yes," came the confident reply, "Also I gotta discuss certain important things about our companies too and it's time for lunch. Why not do both together, hm?"

Wooyoung hesitated for a moment, his nails scratching the file in his hand as he bit his lips in nervousness. He wasn't qhite sure what to do. For a moment, both were silent, until Wooyoung finally chose to speak.

"A-Alright- I'm ready."

"Then what's the wait for? Follow me."

Wooyoung didn't reply. He handed the files to an employee nearby and followed the CEO. San got into an elevator, followed by Wooyoung, and throughout the few seconds of the journey, the shorter of the two was getting a feeling as if gravity was doing a tremendous partiality upon him only, trying to deliberately pull him down with too much force and finally bury him into the ground.

And that was what Wooyoung actually wanted, at that point of time.

The two of them walked out of the building, a short stroll upto San's car. The CEO instantly had a small talk with the driver and soon turned around and opened the door of the passenger seat. Wooyoung was standing a few yards away from the vehicle, immobile.

"Please, Mr. Jung," San spoke, still holding the door open, his deep voice suddenly slapping Wooyoung back from his fantasy world to reality. At first, he was a little confused as for whom the door was opened. When he realised that it was for him, his jaws dropped.

"I-I- y-yeah...s-s-sure-" Wooyoung stuttered embarrassingly, as he scooted inside the seat, his heart beating faster and faster. San closed the door and soon came to the driver's seat, securing his place. No sooner had he started the car than Wooyoung whipped his head towards the car window beside him, mentally swearing to himself not to glance at the man during the entire journey.

You're here for a purpose. You're here for a purpose. You're here for a purpose. You're here for a purpose. You-

"We've arrived, Wooyoung," San spoke gently, as he edged forward to take off Wooyoung's seatbelt. Startled at the sudden touch, Wooyoung jolted and turned his head around, and that was when his eyes met San's, lips just centimeters apart.

Wooyoung was sure his heart would plop out of his mouth and land on his lap the next very moment. He could feel warmth of his breath hitting his face, and his powerful gaze resting right upon his lips. Wooyoung froze. He found himself unable to move an inch and could do nothing except helplessly stare at those sharp eyes trying to eat him up without actually eating.

This scene was stuck for almost five minutes when finally, San chose to move.

"Uh..." he didn't know what to say, as he slumped back on his seat, miserably failing at the mission of unbuckling Wooyoung's seat belt, "We- We have arrived." Wooyoung could easily see the sharp creases of disappointment across San's forehead and wondered what made him so upset.

"O-Oh yeah s-sure," came a hesitant reply, as Wooyoung quickly got rid of his seat belt, opened the door and almost jumped out of the passenger's seat. The air outside felt so cool against his skin and Wooyoung felt free. He inhaled a deep amount of air, a smile of satisfaction tucked at the corner of his lips.

"Let's go inside," suggested San after emerging from the driver's seat and walking up to Wooyoung. A tiny nod of affirmation from the latter made him stride froward into the restaurant, with Wooyoung closely behind.

The restaurant was not a very lavish one, and yet it was sweet and oozed a warm sense of comfort. It was very subtle and elegant, with caramel walls and white and brown furnitures, flowers on every table, sparkling cutlery and little white and brown lights hanging from the ceiling. Wooyoung liked it at a first glance and felt really cozy inside.

"What will you take?" asked San, as he took his seat at a table, and Wooyoung on the seat opposite to him.

"Uh- Something light I guess?" Wooyoung muttered, not really sure what to say, "Um- an Avocado sandwich?"

"Uh- a sandwich for lunch?" San questioned, not really believing the boy, "Are you on diet?"

"Ohh no no no," Wooyoung replied quickly, breaking into an awkward hesitant smile, "It's just- I'm not that hungry you know..."

"As you wish," San replied, quickly writing down the order and then turning back to Wooyoung, who was currently gazing at his lap, head hung down, teeth clinging upon his lips and fingers fidgeting upon his lap in nervosity.

"So why don't we discuss about the new collaboration of Jin Xian Group while they serve us the meal?" San suggested a little loudly in order to draw the other's attention, "I've found their proposal really interesting."

"Oh yeah sure," replied Wooyoung, settling himself and trying his best to give all his attention to what the other had to say. Yet, his mind was still floating somewhere else. The two of them started their discussion in an active flow and soon lunch was served. San decided it would be better to pause their talk for a while so that they could eat the food without any interruption.

"How is it?" asked San immediately, as he noticed Wooyoung taking a bite at his sandwich. He particularly noticed that the bite he took was a big one, which only proved the fact that Wooyoung was indeed hungry. San sighed.

"Mmmh...Gooch-" replied the boy, chewing on the food in a rapid pace. San couldn't help but chuckle softly, as he picked up the fork and digged into his pasta, stealing occasional glances at the lad in front of him.

Wooyoung loved the taste of the food, fresh and tasty. Each bite he took satisfied his taste buds so well that he immediately made a mental note of visiting this place someday...only if he ever got the leisure to.

Might bring Yun and his boyfriend along too.

Even amidst the merriment of the meal and the talks, one thing had caught Wooyoung's eyes and he was reluctant to let go of it. San, since the onset of their discussion, had kept his left hand buried inside his pocket, and was continuously fidgeting with whatever was there inside. Wooyoung couldn't help but wonder- What is there?

Soon their lunch hours were over and it was time for them to return to the building as they both had to attend a meeting by 3. San had already taken his card out when Wooyoung interjected that he'll pay his half. But the man politely declined his offer.

"It was all on me, Wooyoung. You don't have to pay for it."

Needless to say, Wooyoung's ears had already turned red.

After clearing the bill, both left the restaurant and San once again drove back to his office along with Wooyoung by his side. Throughout the journey, there was no communication between them, only a delicate music oozing out from the car radio and Wooyoung was definitely not trying to sneak secret glances at the man beside him, skillfully turning the steering wheel with his strong veiny hands, his sharp side profile with a stern gaze of seriousness upon the road before him that had already made Wooyoung weak upon his knees.

You're here for a purpose, dumbass. Get yourself together, Woo!

As soon as they got off the car, they walked inside the building. Minutes later, the elevator took them to the destined floor and they yet had an hour to prepare for the next visit.

"I was wondering about visiting certain orphanages the next week," suggested San suddenly, perking up Wooyoung's attention, who was currently busy rummaging for something amidst the pile of files scattered upon San's desk, "You know, some little charity works from our side by the weekends. Would you like to join?"

"Oh...y-yeah sure!" replied Wooyoung, pausing his search for a moment, his gaze immediately travelling to the tiny bulge in San's left pocket, curiosity creasing his brows.

"I was wondering about doing a little survey on these orphanages too," continued San, as he sat back on his chair, loosening his tie with one hand and looking at Wooyoung, "I've heard there is a noble man who brings poor orphans and impoverished little children to these places for a better life, investing his own money. He is heard to be taking care of all their needs and necessities single handedly. He's indeed a noble man, don't you think?"

"Ye-Yeah-" Wooyoung replied, a hint of nervousness in his voice. He was feeling himself growing hot, heart palpitating faster and his stomach making him feel weird.

Is he talking about-

"Aren't you curious to know more about him?" San asked, placing his hands upon the table, eyes never leaving the other boy.

"O-Oh yeah sure," replied Wooyoung, biting his lips, fingers nudging the edge of his shirt, "Who is he?"

"Oh! it's Mr. Kim Yongjun. Seems like you haven't heard about him before," San replied, looking absolutely amazed at the reply of Wooyoung, the latter shaking his head in negation. "Wooyoung! Are you serious? Who hasn't heard of him? He is literally so famous for all his charity works."

"O-Oh I see-" replied Wooyoung a little shakily, trying his very best to hide this concerning feeling of being exposed, his sight now upon the floor, trying his best not to look into San's eyes. He felt terrible.

"I've heard he has a son too," he heard San speak, as he gulped, a lump forming against his throat, mouth seeming too parched, "And coincidentally, his name is-"

No! Don't say-

Pause.

"Jung Wooyoung."

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