CH 12

Why does he keep staring? It looks like he’s planning something. However, in Junkyung’s opinion, Director Min wasn’t the type who openly think even if he’s planning something. Who will stop the runaway locomotive with broken brakes? Suddenly not Junkyung, so he doesn’t have to come up with clever schemes.

The bedroom was very spacious. Junkyung bent his neck and rubbed the hard trapezius muscles, then turned off the lights and lay down. The large bed was very comfortable.

Night city lights came through the large window. The cool energy lingered in the space.Looking at the bedroom ceiling, elegantly decorated with solid wood, Jun-kyung pondered the conversation. The conversation about the marriage proposal was so absurd. Still, it was surprising that they managed to reach an agreement.

I hope things work out.

He deliberately pushed away his dizzy thoughts and went to sleep. When exercising, he doesn’t think much about the injury participating or how strong his opponent is. He remembered his coach telling him during the match that it was better to sleep for 10 more minutes than worrying about it. Because of that, as soon as he put his head down, Junkyung quickly fall into a deep sleep.

Huh?

How long did he sleep? The bed was so comfortable that he was sleeping soundly, so he closed his eyes and frowned. There was nothing particularly disturbing, so Junkyung went back to sleep.

Whoops.

Something came up on the bed. The bed barely swayed. However, the sign of someone approaching was hard to ignored. Junkyung, who came to his senses, spranged up his upper body.

“What?” A rough voice rang out fiercely, rubbing his sore eyes, and pulled himself together.

“I was trying not to wake you up.” A familiar voice was heard. He closed his eyes tightly and opened them again. As the blurred focus was cleared, the huge monster was changed to Executive Director Min.

“Director Min?”

“Hyun-seung.”

“Yes, Hyun-seung. How come you are here?”

“To sleep together.”

“Together?” Junkyung almost hiccuped this time. However, since he was not a cute girl in an anime, he could only fired ugly sound effects.

“Why are you so surprised?”

“Because…”

“Even if we have separate rooms in my house, we have to share a room when we go to our parent’s house. We were supposed to practice in advance. The bed is big that it’s good enough to accommodate two people.”

“Still….” Junkyung retreated to the edge of the bed. Director Min, who is wearing dress shirt and pant without a vest, tie, and belt took half of the bed without hesitation. The suddenly big bed looked normal when Director Min lie down.

“Are you really going to sleep here?”

“I won’t do anything weird, so don’t worry.”

“No, that’s not what I am saying.”

“If not, what’s wrong with men?” Director Min turned his head slightly while lying down and looked up at Junkyung who was sitting. Lying in a neat posture, he waited for Junkyung’s answer.

Junkyung said it wasn’t like that, but when he thinks about it, Director Min was right in a wide range. During the camp, he was wallowing in a fight with dark, sweaty guys. It was no different when he become a bodyguard.

But he can’t share this spacious bed in half with Executive Director Min? If he was conscious of Director Min as an alpha and himself as an omega, it was even more hard to say. Junkyung lay back down on the bed and covered himself with a blanket and closed his eyes. Suddenly he opened his eyes again.

“Why are you speaking informally to me…”

“It’s weird to lie down in the same bed and speak with honorifics.” It was true. He felt a bit uncomfortable but decided to ignore it. The training he did exercising was great because even with Director Min beside him, Junkyung went to sleep without any problems.

As soon as he woke up, he recognized the identity of the blurred figure and rubbed his face with both hands. Fortunately, Executive Director Min got up first to wash. When it’s awkward, the less the two face, the better.

After finish taking a shower in another bedroom, there was another person in the living room besides Executive Director Min.

“Hello.” The person who greeted him with a perfect posture like a first-class attendant was none other than the secretary in the executive office.

“Hello.” Even though it was early in the morning, he was embarrassed to stand in front of a woman he did not know well in pajamas. He said goodbye quickly and went to the bedroom, when the secretary followed him.

“I brought a change of clothes here.” The bag that secretary brought was different from the one the secretary brought out in a hospital before, but the logo of a luxury brand with the same price range was in it. Director Min’s suit color was also different from the one yesterday. The secretary seemed to have brought Junkyung’s clothes along with her boss.

“Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it. Here are the shoes.” The smiling secretary even held out a small bag.

Apart from clothes, are shoes also bought together? It wasn’t just that. Inside, there was a comfy knitted shirt, cotton pants, new socks, and underwear. It fits perfectly. A moment of condolences to the secretary who has to know the measurement of her boss’s lover underwear and shoes.

“Mr. Junkyung?” Director Min called from outside. Junkyung hurriedly got his pajama removed, put them on the bed and went out.

Yes, Direct…Hyun-seung.” As soon as he let it slip, Junkyung quickly sensed the wrinkled forehead of Executive Director Min and changed name. In his sleep, it was getting better, but now he was embarrassed to call him ‘Hyun-seung’ in the presence of other people.

“Do you have any plans for today?” Well, strictly speaking, Junkyung was unemployed. He didn’t talk informally as he did last night and also Director Min was half asleep.

“No, I don’t.”

“Then, take a day off. Yesterday, you must be very tired because I bothered a sleeping person.” It’s true that he woke me up, but do people say this in such as husky and languid way?Doesn’t he sound like he work me up for something? Please refrain from using expressions that can be interpreted weirdly by other people. He must tell Director Min when they are alone.

Executive Director Min held out the envelope to Junkyung, whose hands are fisted. When he opened the envelope, a card came out. It belonged to the top grade card of the company with Director Min on it.

“Buy plenty of clothes that you need right away. You can buy underwear, indoor clothes, whatever else you want. I will respect your taste, but it’s best to use the highest quality product as much as possible. Don’t worry about the price and act confidently.”

“I can’t accept it.”

“Take it. Get used to spending my money in the future as well.”

Get used to spending your own money. Is there a greater favor in modern society than this?

Junkyung nodded, conscious of the secretary who was standing quietly with a small smile.

“Long distances are a bit burdensome, so please refrain from going far. Please take special care in contacting me.” Junkyung slightly admired the skill of telling him to not go far and answer the phone in an elegant way.

“Then.”

“Have a safe trip.”

When Junkyung bowed his head slightly and greeted, Director Min smiled strangely again. Director Min was seen off to the front door of the hotel. the black supersized sedan waiting on the main driveway was owned by the company.

“I’ll call you if we can have lunch together.”

“All right. See you later” After a huge car disappeared, Junkyung headed to the luxury hotel. After seeing a couple of brands, he understood why Director Min told him to practice spending money. Luxury goods were not the luxury goods that he knew. Even for the displayed product, it was very expensive. For Junkyung, it was burdensome.

Growing up as the son of a building owner, Junkyung bought department stores when he wanted to. However, what Junkyung loved was the goddess of victory brands and other similar sports brands. Except for sneakers, T-shirts with state of the art techniques won by Olympic gold medalists were also priced at around $100 at most.

I need something comfortable to wear. While looking around the luxury hall, he finally found a plain T-shirt.