17. 🐮
Seokjin's point of view
"What is my schedule for today?" I asked Ms. Park as I walked out of the elevator.
"Your father will be here in Seoul and you have a meeting with your dad, and signing a deal with Glamoùr. That is all for today." I sighed upon hearing the news of my father coming here.
"When will my father be here?" I asked her to enter my office.
"Around noon."
"Then I have four hours free, right?"
"Yes sir."
"Okay, Ms. Park. I have a task for you and I would highly appreciate it if you would like to join me."
"Which task sir?"
"It's regarding an upcoming fashion show. A particular person suggested to me this idea, please take a seat." I sat on the large sofa and she sat beside me, keeping her distance.
"Ms. Park, what's your aesthetic?" I asked her while opening out notes which had all aesthetics written on it which Sunhee recommended.
"Pardon?"
"Aesthetic fashion sense."
"Oh, it's a-animecore and e-girl." A light hue covered her cheeks.
"No need to be embarrassed about liking Ms. Park. I'm happy to know you know about these unlike me who just recently discovered these."
"I know sir, you are CEO of Korea's biggest fashion and modeling company but you have little sense in fashion." She immediately covered her mouth after she realized what she said.
"I'll pretend that I didn't hear that. So I want you to gather images of clothes and other accessories falling under these aesthetics. I tried but I found few similar—"
"Yes, because some of them are subcategories while some have little to no difference."
"See this is what happens when a modeling student decides to become CEO of a fashion company." I let out a bitter sarcastic chuckle, and she seemed to understand the taunt behind my laughter.
"So sir, I will gather all the resources. Please call me if you need to tell me anything." She stood up and left my cabin. I sighed and loosen my tie.
What would have been my life if I still decided to pursue modeling?
"I would have been so happy, and content. Only if he decided not to be so selfish, an asshole ruined his life along with mine." I rolled my eyes.
"My head is aching so bad, I wanna sleep so bad. On top of that, he's coming to discuss Hayoon's scandal. That bitch is so fucking problematic. I don't wanna face my father." I mumbled while putting my head on my head.
'Since it's a weekend, finish the drama and manhwa.'
Sunhee's voice rang in the back of my head. I groaned and stood up from the couch and walked towards my new table, everything new.
I sat there, took out my laptop, and opened it. I already completed the manhwa, and sad to say I liked it. One of the filthiest yet best. And for drama I'm already on the 11th episode, just 9 more episodes left.
With this, I resume the drama from where I've left.
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9 hours and some minutes later
"Sadly, the Chairman's flight got delayed, it would be best if he would be here joining this meeting."
"So shall we start the meeting?"
Their conversation was just like background music for me. I had no interest in their talk even though this meeting with Glamoùr's CEO was very important.
The only thing in my mind was why IU and Lee Joongi don't end up together?
"Mr. Kim? Mr. Kim!?" Somebody's voice broke my trance. I looked up from my fiddling hands and saw Glamoùr, his secretary, and Ms. Park staring at me.
"Huh?"
"Mr. Kim, you okay? Your eyes are swollen, looks like you cried a lot? Is everything okay? If you want we can—"
"No, Mr. Bae. It's Mr. Kim who has been working overtime. Do you know about the upcoming fashion show of JinHit? He's working on that, so that's why his eyes are swollen. He hasn't had any sleep in the past 54 hours?" Ms. Park covered up this situation with her perfect yet unbelievable lie.
"Really?" He asked me while looking at me.
"Yes, Mr. Bae. Its quite —"
"We would like to sign up for this deal with JinHit. If the CEO is that much hardworking, imagine how hardworking employees will be. Where the paper?" He asked and Ms. Park gave him the contract. He read it thoroughly, no need for me to do it because I already read it.
After reading it completely he signed the paper, enthusiastically he stood up and extended his hand whereas I, who was already tired, sleep-deprived, and emotionally exhausted after watching that drama for the past nine hours, stood up lazily and took his hand and shook lightly.
"I'm happy Mr. Kim. Looking forward to our deal."
"Me too Mr. Bae."
"Then I'll be leaving, and Mr. Kim please take some sleep. It's not good for your health and your beauty." He put his other hand on my hand and started trailing it. He let go of my hand and walked away with his male secretary who kinda glared at me.
"What the fuck? Just because your openly gay that didn't mean you can just— ah shit." I ran my hands through my hair, clearly frustrated by his action.
"Sir, it's not entirely his fault."
"What?" I didn't get what she meant, I was not in a state of doing anything.
"Sir, why don't you go back home? You need sleep."
"I'll after I sign the rest of the documents. Today was a waste."
"Yes, I agree. I did nothing except collect resources, and hear you cry."
"Ms. Park," I warned her as we walked toward my office. "I hope you keep this between you and me."
"Of course sir, my lips are sealed."
"Then you can go after giving me a coffee."
"Sure sir."
"And oh, what about those brainless trio?"
"They already left, tomorrow Namjoon has a fan signing event, Yoongi is going to RJ entertainment for a collaboration with Baby J and Hoseok is well— he's having his day off with his girlfriend."
"And Hayoon?"
"She is out with her friends."
"Good, what about my dad?"
"He will be back either tomorrow or today after tomorrow."
"Good for me. Thank you, Ms. Park. You can leave, but after my coffee."
"Thank you, sir, have a good evening." She bowed and left my office. The only sane being in this company.
I sighed and opened the documents which were kept on the table. While signing the paper carefully, my eyes fall on my mobile.
She said she will message me, and it has been more than twenty hours since we last talked. Should I message her? Yes! I should message her, how could she recommend a drama like this to me? Light-hearted drama my ass.
Me:
Sunhee!
You bitch
Not send
You evil creature
How could you do
this to me? You said
it was light and good
drama
I cried straight for
an hour
Not send
I cried
Not send
It wasn't like
I cried but still
you lied
I sighed, she didn't even see my message? Ignoring me? She might be busy, but wait didn't she say she was expelled from college? I didn't think so because her night shift starts at seven.
Well, why am I thinking so much about her? It didn't matter if she talked to me or not, it was not like she was someone to me. And she has a personal life too, doesn't she? She doesn't need to reply to me.
I sighed and put my phone down, and was about to go back to my work but my phone rang. I immediately picked up my phone. Sunhee's contact was open, and now the message was showing, but she didn't reply.
What shook me most was the notification.
Unknown added you, Unknown, Unknown2, and Unknown3 to group chat 'Interrogating the 🐮 whom Sunhee is talking'
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A/N
Lmao, the last line was nice. And now Jin finally watched Moon Lovers, happy?
And yes, Jin can turn straight men gay. ;)
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