Jung Jaehyun has always been the girls' favorite. Whether it's because of his looks, his money, or his brain, girls always swoon over him. 

However, today is a little bit different. 

Taeyong knocks Jaehyun's door, calling out his name. He's been standing in front of the door for a solid five minutes until he feels like he needs to just barge in or the kid will be late. 

As he guessed, Jaehyun is still asleep. He's about to wake him up by shaking him when he remembered who he is. He's not some mere drunk customer in the club, he's a CEO's son. So he clears his throat before saying, "Mr. Jung, please wake up. You'll be late for school," Taeyong says. Of course, Jaehyun doesn't budge. He tries it several times until he's out of patience. 

His hand grazes softly over Jaehyun's shoulder. "Mr. Jung, wake up," he says and shakes his shoulder. Jaehyun grunts and rubs his eyes. He opens his eyes after a few seconds and Taeyong naturally steps backwards, afraid Jaehyun would get mad. But Jaehyun's expression changes once he sees him. "Oh, hyung, you've come. What time is it?" he asks. 

"I'm your bodyguard, not your hyung," Taeyong clarifies. "It's 35 minutes before class starts," he continues. 

Jaehyun's eyes widden and he jumps out of bed as quick as he could. "You should've wake me up earlier!" he says as his voice got smaller and smaller until he closes his bathroom door. 

"Not that I didn't try..." Taeyong mumbles and goes outside. 

Jaehyun comes downstairs in a matter of 15 minutes. He quickly walks towards the car. 

"Mr. Jung, are you not eating your breakfast?" the maid asks. Jaehyun has this apologetic look on his face but then he shows her his arm watch. "I'm late, Mrs. Ok. I'll eat it when I come back home!" he says and storms off. 

Taeyong has been waiting outside the whole time. Jaehyun stops before entering the car, looking back at Taeyong. "Would you sit in front or at the back?" Jaehyun asks. Taeyong frowns a little bit. 

"Of course I would sit in front, Mr. Jung. I wouldn't dare to sit beside you," he answers. 

"No. Sit behind. And... that's an order," he says then he directly goes inside the car. Taeyong is just about to open the car's front door when Jaehyun opens the window and says, "I told hyungnim to sit at the back though. It's lonely to sit at the back alone every morning and now that I have a hyung, let's sit together," Jaehyun says, pouting. 

Taeyong swears he would have punch the kid if he doesn't look that cute. But he can't gives up. If anybody knows this, he would probably get fired. 

"I'll sit in front," he says and quickly enter the car before Jaehyun can complains any further. 

Jaehyun closes the door as the car speeds up, exiting the house complex. 

"Mr. Jung..." Taeyong was just about to ask about his breakfast when the younger one cut him off. 

"Do not call me that. It sounds... weird. Just call me Jaehyun, Jung Jaehyun," he says. 

The driver looks at Jaehyun towards the mirror. "Mr. Jung? Bodyguards are not allowed to drop honorifics moreover calling you by your name," he says. 

But Jaehyun throws a smile as he looks at Taeyong who's just looking straight front without saying anything. "But he's a hyung. It's weird isn't it?" he asks the driver. 

"But all of your previous bodyguards have called you Mr. Jung too..." the driver mumbles. 

"They're different. They were all old, I don't feel comfortable but with Taeyong hyungnim, he's okay," Jaehyun says. 

The driver looks at Taeyong, his eyes widden, "hyungnim? He calls you hyungnim?"

Taeyong doesn't know how to answer. 

Getting out of the car and accompanying Jaehyun until the building's entrance was probably his worse decision this morning. It's a mess. For Jaehyun, it's quite normal for girls to gather around him, asking him whether he sleeps well last night or whet