“He what!?” Himchan nearly spat his sweet Americano all over Youngjae’s face. Youngjae released a sigh as he wiped the small splashes of spit that escaped Himchan’s lips and land on his face. “I thought my plan was idiot-proof,” Himchan leaned back in his chair in disbelief, hand on his forehead. “I guess I didn’t account for a drunk Daehyun…”

“Excuse me? What plan are you speaking of?” Youngjae shot his friend a glare, tired of the secrecy. He was ually assaulted last night, had to wear hideous clothes, and had to drag a grown man back home. He was 100% done with this .

“I thought that if you looked like a potato Daehyun would keep his hands off you,” Himchan sighed, rubbing his temples from frustration and a slight hangover. “He has a slight reputation…”

“Of being a manwhore?” Youngjae cocked a brow.

“Yes….and no…” Himchan ran his fingers through his raven locks. “He has a penchant for pretty things...he’s a manwhore, but a selective manwhore,” He glanced over at Youngjae. “I still question how me and him were actually in a relationship.”

“You what!?” Now it was Youngjae’s turn to nearly spit his coffee.

Himchan shook his head in dismay. “It was a while ago and it was nothing too serious. Honestly he is a good guy, but he has trouble with committed relationships…”

“From how he was ing up with some stranger in the parking lot I’m not too surprise,” Youngjae sneered at the memory. “Well now that we have figured out Daehyun’s illness can I go back to dressing like a human instead of this…” Youngjae spread his arms out to present his diarrhea colored sweater vest, wrinkled stale green button up, and not form fitting khakis. 

“No! Daehyun only jumped you cause he was drunk. If you go back to looking how you were before he’s going to seduce you like it's no tomorrow,” Himchan nearly jumped up out of panic from his dongsaeng’s words. “And believe me when I say it is hard to resist Daehyun when he is actually trying.”

“I’m pretty sure he was trying to get into bed with Zelo last night, but you didn’t see Zelo falling for his tricks.” Youngjae crossed his arms frustrated at how Himchan thought he was so weak and desperate to fall for Daehyun’s seduction.

“One: Daehyun wasn’t 100% serious. Two: Zelo has his mind on someone else so of course Daehyun’s seduction wouldn’t be as effective.” Himchan had a cocky smirk on his face as Youngjae’s face scrunched up in frustration since Himchan did have valid points. 
 
“Fiiiine, I’ll keep up with this charade,” Youngjae grimaced, leaning his lean muscular frame (that was swallowed up by a sea of fabric) on Himchan’s desk. “So how were you and CEO Bang?”

Himchan let out a dramatic groan, flailing his arms and slumping down on his desk. “Let’s not talk about it.” 

“What happened?” Youngjae chuckled, seeing his usually confident (borderline arrogant) friend in such distress over a man. In graduate school Himchan would go through boyfriends as if they were tissues. He would could turn any boy he wanted into putty whether they be gay, straight, or bi. Girls fawned over the well dressed, handsome faced man as well. He was the living, breathing casanova.

“Besides me being completely wasted and trying to throw myself on him then puking all over his suit? Nothing much,” Himchan buried his face into his desk. How he wished he was an ostrich in that moment. “You know what the worst part is? He was soooo damn sweet about the whole situation! Cleaned me up, tucked me into bed, and made sure I was asleep before he left! I swear, Youngjae, if he is straight I think I may die a little inside.”

“Damn, Himchan,” Youngjae snickered. “I have one word for you: whipped.” Himchan glared at his snickering friend until he heard the groans of another hungover friend.

“I feel like crap…” Zelo came into the lab, bags under his eyes, his body slumped over.

“Awww, poor Zelo,” Youngjae teased, pinching the younger boy’s cheek. Zelo, however, was too tired to retaliate and opted to pretend bite Youngjae’s finger to shoo his hyung away. “I’m glad you made it to work in one piece though.”

“Yeah, Jongup hyung was really nice….” Zelo felt a blush crawl on his cheeks. “When I woke up, I found a set of clean clothes spread out for me as well as some hangover soup and Nesquik.”

“Awwww! My little baby is in love!” Himchan squealed, wrapping his arm around the younger, who sprawled to get out of Himchan’s grip.

“I am not a baby! I am at least a head taller than you!” Zelo hissed, pushing Himchan away. 

Youngjae chuckled at the hectic sight before him. Glad he wasn’t part of that mess. But a small part of him was still bitter. Both his friends were greeted by sweet gestures and care. Him? He got a rabbit trying to stick his carrot down Youngjae’s rabbit hole. He glanced up at the watch resting above the lab entrance then looked down at his growling tummy. Time for some grub. He looked over at the mess known as overly doting Himchan umma and rebellious child Zelo, and decided it would be best not to bother the two. He didn’t need to announce his comings and goings anyways.

Youngjae scrolled through his phone, looking for places to grab a quick bite. His eyes brighten when they landed on a place called Matoki Cafe. They had delicious looking sandwiches, mouth-watering pastas, and their coffee looked like it was straight from a magazine. Plus they had pastries. In particular mango pastries. Youngjae’s favorite.

He hummed with enthusiasm, excited for the yummy lunch he was about to consume until he crashed into another person with a loud ‘Oomph.’ He really needed to start paying attention to where he was going. He looked up to see a familiar, not so pleasant face. Annoyance radiating from the man’s eyes. Of all the people he had to run into at this huge company, it had to be Daehyun.

“Uh, I’m sorry…” Youngjae murmured, trying to keep it as casual as possible. He was banking on Daehyun being so drunk that night he didn’t remember a thing.

Daehyun’s stare of annoyance still bore holes in Youngjae, making the younger think that his boss may have actually remembered last night’s incident. Daehyun let out a frustrated exasperated sigh, scratching the back of his vigorously. “Look, about last night. My bad..uh...” 

“Youngjae.” Youngjae stared at Daehyun wide-eyed. First he remembered. Second he was apologizing. 

“Youngjae. I must have been out of mind to jump...uh you like that. Honestly I did not think I was that desperate when I’m drunk.” Youngjae glared. Yes, Daehyun was apologizing but he was still an .

“It’s fine. Let’s just not speak of that incident ever again, okay?” Youngjae flashed him a forced polite grin as he attempt to move past the man to get to his cafe. 

“Hey, wait, aren’t you forgetting something?” Daehyun grabbed onto Youngjae’s arm, preventing the boy to get to his destination. An unhappy grunt leaving Youngjae’s lips.

“What now?” Youngjae glared, but it could barely be seen through the thickness of his glasses. 

“Aren’t you gonna saying sorry for rejecting me?” Daehyun smirked.

“Excuse me!?” Youngjae’s mouth dropped in disbelief. How f**king arrogant could this guy get!?

“Well, you prevented me from getting some action and when I gave you the privilege to have with me, you kicked me in the groin and denied me. That was quite hurtful, ya know.” Youngjae deadpanned. Was this guy serious?!

“Are you freaking kidding me!? You’re lucky I didn’t haul your into the police station for attempted ! I don’t know who you think you are CEO Jung or how good-looking you are, but not everyone wants to sleep with you, especially me!” Youngjae growled, storming away after his rant. Daehyun just staring at the disappearing figure, dumbstruck and confused. 

“Daehyun…..DAEHYUN!” Daehyun jumped at the sudden volume he heard in Jongup’s voice. Jongup never got that loud. Like ever. “You’re about to break that pen of yours.”

“Huh?” Daehyun looked down at his hand and saw how tight his grip was, so tight that it was practically bending the metal pen. He let out a disatisfied groan as he tossed pen aside. Not in the mood to do actual work. “Hey Jongup, do you think I’m good-looking?”

“Uh...yeah?” Jongup looked at his boss confused. A little weirded out by the sudden question.

“Do you think I’m charismatic?” 

“When you want to be, I suppose.” Jongup was slowly getting freaked out by this line of questioning. 

“Would you sleep with me, if you weren’t..Jongup?” 

Jongup let out a sigh, very confused as to where this conversation was heading, but amused Daehyun nonetheless. “If I didn’t have a clue who you were and met you on the street or at a club, then sure. I would probably sleep with you. You’re good-looking, well-dressed, wealthy, and educated so why wouldn’t I.”

“Then what the hell is wrong with that chipmunk,” Daehyun growled, recalling his encounter with Youngjae. “He must be a freaking priest or something cause really? I basically gave him the golden pass to let me him and he tells me that I am basically unf*ckable to him. Me!?” Daehyun murmured/grumbled to himself. Extremely dissatisfied that Youngjae didn’t even lend a thought to sleeping with Daehyun. 

“Is there something bothering you, Daehyun.” Jongup raised a brow at Daehyun’s frustrated and dissatisfied face. His boss and friend rarely showed such a face, unless it involved ordeals with his father or step-mother. 

“No...it’s nothing…” Daehyun chewed on his bottom lip. It was definitely not nothing. He was annoyed as hell and out of the people that could get under his skin, he was annoyed by some chipmunk that looked like he rolled around in the trash yard every day before work. 

“Yah, Youngjae, head home. It’s already late and I don’t plan on paying you for over time.” Himchan chuckled as he saw Youngjae stretch his arms above his head, small little panda spots forming under his dongsaeng’s eyes. 

“I didn’t expect you to,” Youngjae snorted. “You and your cheap .” Youngjae murmured, thinking Himchan hadn’t heard him….He did.

“Eeeeehhhh? What did you say you little punk?” Himchan tugged on Youngjae’s ear, causing the young boy to squeal. “I thought I raised you better than that.” Himchan shed crocodile tears, pulling a handkerchief from his pocket. 

“I don’t remember coming out of your .” Youngjae retaliated, struggling to remove himself from Himchan’s grasp. 

“Gasp! How could you-Ack! Zelo let me go!” Zelo came to the rescue, wrapping his arm around Himchan’s shoulder to pull him away from Youngjae. Youngjae had to remember to thank the boy for the rescue.

“Come on hyung, you promised you’d help with my research paper!” Zelo called, giving Youngjae a wink from over the shoulder. 

“Aack! You children are ganging up against me!” Himchan squealed as he was dragged out of the lab. 

“Bye Umma!” Youngjae snickered as he stretched his limbs once more, a few unpleasant yet pleasant pops releasing from his bones. He let out a yawn and decided that he did need some sort of pick me up if was going to get any quality work done. 

Youngjae peeled himself off of his desk and trotted out of the brightly lit lab, only to enter the dark, empty hallways. Youngjae glanced down at his watch, his eyes squinting to decipher the numbers etched on the face. 8:00 pm. He should be home like everyone else, cuddled up against his fluffy chick blanket and drinking hot chocolate with a book in hand. But he was too immersed in his research right now. It had been a while since he actually had a project that he thoroughly enjoyed. He scowled at the memory of his graduate researcher days. Forced to do menial task such as cleaning glassware and dumping waste when he was well qualified to handle a project on his own. And if he was given a project, it would be something as dull or mundane as purify this compound or extract this compound. Something that an undergraduate student could do. He suppose it was due to his young age that many deemed him unfit (or were too jealous of his abilities to admit). It also didn’t help that Youngjae could be a cocky at times. Either way, he didn’t appreciate being forced to do grunt work so the opportunity to do something interesting was too tempting to push to the next day.

“Huh?” Youngjae tilted his head to the side, confused at the bright light that was gleaming from one of the break rooms. He was 100% sure that he was the only one at the company left, besides the janitors that is. Youngjae peered into the brightly lit room only to see the last person he thought would be in the company this late. Honestly, he expected the man to be in bed with some supermodel or movie star.

Daehyun leaned against the break room counter, mug of warm coffee in hand. He had abandoned his suit coat in his office, only the black wrinkle free button up adorned his tan muscular figure along with a pair of well-fitting gray suit pants. His soft, silky dark brown hair was pushed to back and to the side while his thick eyebrows were furrowed as he stared at the paperwork he had in his hand. A deal his step-mother wanted to make with another company that was surely disadvantageous on his part. He truly questioned what the hell his father was thinking allowing that woman to even have a small hand in Jung Corp. Youngjae had to admit that in this particular light Daehyun was quite attractive. He could understand why people would throw themselves at the man. Those beautiful dark brown eyes, those thick lips, and those muscular arms. Youngjae wondered what it would be felt like to be held in those arms…

“Ack! What the hell are you thinking Youngjae!” Youngjae quietly scolded himself. He was not some honry rabbit like a certain CEO. Yes, it had been quite some time since Youngjae had been in a relationship, let alone had …oh who was he kidding, he was thirsty. Thirsty as a damn whale in the sahara desert, but he had some self-respect. About a pea-size. 

“Had fun staring?” Youngjae jumped at the sound of Daehyun’s voice. Daehyun’s eyes watching the startled chipmunk, a devilish smirk on his face. “You had your chance, chipmunk. Now that I’m sober, don’t even think about it.”

“As if I would,” Youngjae scoffed, suppressing the blush that threatened to rise on his chubby cheeks. “What the hell are you doing here anyways, shouldn’t you be banging some bimbo?” Youngjae rolled his eyes, attempting to reach over and grab the coffee pot, but was blocked by Daehyun’s physique.

“Ah-ah, language. It may be after hours, but I’m still your boss,” Daehyun leaned in and smirked when he saw Youngjae’s face scrunch up with annoyance. How he enjoyed peeving off this little chipmunk. It was a satisfying revenge for his hurt ego. “I’m doing work,” Daehyun lifted up the piece of paper in his hand, before stepping aside so that Youngjae could grab some coffee. “What are you doing here? Hoping to see me?”

“If I wanted to see and I would have gone to the local zoo.” Youngjae sneered pouring himself a cup of coffee. 

“Hmph, you should feel privileged.” Daehyun scowled as he sipped his coffee. Why couldn’t he be stuck at work with some hot secretary? Instead he got stuck with Youngjae…UHG. killer. 

The two sipped their coffee in silence, almost unbearable silence. Youngjae just wanted to sprint out of the room as fast as possible, but he knew that the moment he stepped into that lab he would abandon everything to work. Daehyun didn’t seem to mind the silence. He continued to sip his coffee as if Youngjae wasn’t there, looking over the contract a few more times. Youngjae couldn’t help but peek over at the piece of paper, curiosity taking over. Seeing as how the confident, arrogant Daehyun was looking so frustrated made Youngjae wonder what could annoy the CEO this much. 
“Being nosy and unattractive aren’t going to get you laid.” Daehyun quirked a brow, as he folded the paper slightly to hide the contents from Youngjae.

Youngjae stuck out his tongue and grimaced. Daehyun couldn’t help but stifle a chuckle at the admittedly cute action. If only Youngjae fell under Daehyun’s type then maybe, just maybe, the CEO would publicly admit that the chipmunk was cute at times. “Please tell me you’re not planning to sign that contract,” Daehyun’s eyes went wide for a moment at Youngjae’s sudden outburst. “I don’t know much about business, but from what I could decipher that contract is not beneficial to Jung Corporations at all.” Youngjae sipped his coffee.

“Hmm, looks like your brains make up for your lack of style,” Daehyun chuckled. “This contract is obviously a sham,” Daehyun dumped the document into the trash. “I honestly wouldn’t have given it a glance,” Daehyun sipped on his coffee before tossing the paper cup into the trash as well. “If it weren’t for powers out of my control…” Daehyun shrugged. 

“Powers out of your control?” Youngjae scoffed. “You don’t seem to be the type to let anyone do that.” 

“Hmph, you don’t know a lot about me, chipmunk,” Daehyun chuckled and gently tapped Youngjae’s chin, making the younger scowl. “You still haven’t answered my question, why are you here so late?”

“Work.” Youngjae sighed, thinking about how he needed to get back to that. 

“What? No lady chipmunk to go home to?” Daehyun smirked, grabbing a cookie from a nearby box and began to munch.

“One. I’m not a chipmunk. Two. I prefer bananas over taco shells, if you catch my drift.” Youngjae finished up his coffee, grabbing cookie as well. 

“Hah!” Daehyun couldn’t let out a small laugh. A sound so melodic that it caught Youngjae off guard. One single person should not be able to have that much good-looks, that much money, that much brain, and have a gorgeous laugh too. That was just down right unfair. “Usually people aren’t that open to announce their ual orientation.” Daehyun was slightly impressed by the younger’s lack of fear, after all this was the man that rejected Daehyun.

“Why bother hiding who I am? You either like me or you don’t.” Youngjae shrugged nonchalantly. Too many times in Youngjae’s life had he forced himself to hide who is was, what he liked. For what? For who? For people who only liked him as long as he fit in to the norm? For acceptance from people who should love him for him and not what he prefered? He was tired of it, tired of self-persecuting himself for not being what the world deemed ‘normal.’

“Respectable.” Daehyun nodded, he was biual so who was he to judge. Not like he would anyways. He had to admit, he had new found respect for Youngjae. Not many people would openly admit their preference, let alone say it with such confidence. He sometimes wished that half the people he worked with had the same blunt courage that Youngjae had, it would make Daehyun’s life so much easier.

Youngjae finished up his cookie and tossed his coffee cup, before heading out of the breakroom. The conversation seemed to have hit an end and Youngjae needed to get back to work anyways. As he walked down the hallway, however, he heard the echo of footsteps that weren’t his. Youngjae quickly turned around, a slight glare on his face as his eyes met with cocky brown ones. Youngjae had thought Daehyun wanted nothing to do with him since Youngjae, at the moment, did not look handsome or glamorous as his usual sleeping partners. Though the conversation before was amicable he did not think that it would have done anything to cause the handsome CEO to follow him.

“Where are you going?” Youngjae crossed his arms, a annoyed expression on his face. 

“It’s late. I’ve had an excruciating day at work. I’m lonely,” Daehyun flashed Youngjae a puppy pout. “Won’t you keep me company, chipmunk?” Youngjae was shocked that the elder could show such a cute, adorable expression.

“No.” Youngjae his heel, heading back to the lab. The CEO didn’t get the memo, however, and continued to follow Youngjae.

“Too bad~” Daehyun snickered, whispering into Youngjae’s ear. A cheshire grin spread across his face when he noticed the younger one shiver at his sultry voice.

 Youngjae rolled his eyes, picking up his pace until he reached the lab. He placed himself at his desk, hoping that the boring chemistry equations and chemical structures would deter Daehyun away. They didn’t. Instead, the rabbit grabbed a nearby chair and sat himself down beside Youngjae, looking over Youngjae’s work. 

“I thought I wasn’t your type. Why are you following me around?” Youngjae sighed, finding the CEO’s gaze to be quite distracting. 

“You’re not my type. Most days I wouldn’t give a rat’s about you, but I’m bored, and you’re the only one at the office right now.” Daehyun shrugged, snatching the piece of paper from Youngjae’s hand. “Isn’t this an analog of DNA?” Daehyun tilted his head slightly, examining the structure.

“You know what it is?” Youngjae looked at Daehyun in disbelief. Not many people had a clue about Youngjae’s work, except his fellow scientists. Science wasn’t a very interesting topic to most people. 

“Surprised? I’m not the CEO of this company for nothing,” Daehyun smirked as he examined the structure again. “The sugar on this is different.”

“Yeah! I found that changing the sugar will help make the medication more stable! The only problem is figuring out how to synthesize it...” Youngjae reeled back, realizing that he may have been too excited. His nerd out sessions usually put people off, a bored expression on their face. 

“Why did you stop? Keep going.” Daehyun smirked, quirking an eyebrow at Youngjae.

“Huh? You’re not bored?” Youngjae stared at Daehyun confused. 

“I mean, I don’t entirely understand the science, but hey it’s something that has to do with my company. And I’ll be damned if I’m ignorant about it.” Daehyun placed the paper back down. A small spark of respect flickered in Youngjae’s heart. Youngjae had been on quite a few dates during his single life and the moment he brought up his job or his work or his passions, his dates would be bored. Saying that his cute face doesn’t match his smart words. What the hell did they expect him to act like? A cutesy bimbo?

“You’re quite the respectable man, when you’re not acting like a .” Youngjae noted, a playful smirk on his face.

“And you’re kinda cute when you’re not sneering or glaring at me.” Daehyun chuckled, leaning back into his chair. 

Youngjae snorted, going back to work, but allowing Daehyun to watch over him. A small smile creeping on both of their faces. 

Thanks for reading! Comments, critiques, and questions are happily welcomed~

OH geez the sass session between Youngjae and Himchan was just too priceless XD I think I've been watching too much Rupauls drag race cause the sass and shade of some of these boys will put a drag queen to shame! haha