Chapter 4.
Fix that Spoiled Brat!maroon = you
blue = myungsoo
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The sunlight shined in my eyes as they slowly fluttered open. That was when I realized that I wasn't in my comfortable, king size bed.
I cautiously stood up, trying to remember what happened last night.
I looked down and saw that I was still wearing my black dress, only to have a blanket on top.
I took out my cell phone that was in my bra (lol) and called Sungjong.
*ring* *ring* *ring* I'm sorry, the number you have called is unavaliable.
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I stepped out of the unfamiliar bed, only to step on someone's stomach.
I looked down and realized it was my soon to be mentor.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
"ugh shut upppp"
"YAH! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? WHY AM I HERE? OMO! DID YOU ME? I WILL CALL THE POLICE -"
He covered my mouth and my eyes widened. To be honest, he looked cute with his bed hair.
I harshly took his warm hands away from me and screamed bloody mary.
"YAH LEE ~~~, QUIET DOWN. JUST LET ME EXPLAIN!"
"Let me guess, you and I slept together, NO i was drunk so you took advantage of me right? Oh ho ho if my father finds out, you will be soooo fired and -"
"NO. You were drunk and you were crying while walking on the streets and then you begged me to help you and then you passed out. OKAY? Stop making silly inferances."
Myungsoo POV:
Psh. Silly brat.
After my explanantion, she grew quiet. I smirked. I should a little bit.
"Wae? Do you want me to take advantage of you?" I said with a smirk.
"W-w-hat? Yah. I will sue you."
"Sue for what? Sleeping with you?" i walked closer to her.
"After all, you begged me to help you yesterday night. Help you with what? This?" I put my arms around her waist.
"Y-y-yah, get off me, ert."
Her face was like a tomato and I couldn't hold my laugh in any longer.
"PUAH HA AHAAH YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN YOUR FACE. DO YOU SERIOUSLY THINK I WAS GOING TO DO SOMETHING TO YOU?" I literally fell on the floor and laughed like there was no tomorrow. After my laughter died down, I realized that she was no longer in my room.
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I found ~~~ downstairs, talking to one of her butlers on the phone. I heard her say,
"Ya, how can you just leave me with this ? Pick me up NOW or else you're fired. I will blame you if Dad scolds me."
I rolled my eyes.
"Yah, how can you treat somebody like that?"
"Why do you care?"
"Well, you're being a brat to somebody you barely know."
"Same goes to you."
I was about to say something, but I didn't want to start an argument, nor get on bad terms with her.
"Do you need me to take you home?"
She shook her head, but I nodded. She tilted her head and I found that pretty cute.
"Well, our session is today, isn't it?"
"No, who said you were my mentor?"
"Clearly you did, when you drunk last night." I smirked. She rolled her eyes, once again. That was like her trademark.
I picked her up bridal style and dragged her to my car.
"PUT ME DOWN YOU ARROGANT PIECE OF - "
I slammed the car door and this time, I rolled my eyes.
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Authors Note: If it seems like I'm rushing, I'm sorry. This story is more focused on what happens after he becomes her mentor.
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