Chapter 3
Read My MindThe next day, Jinki woke up feeling extremely nervous. He had bought a new suit for the occasion, and wore it. He had a 9 o' clock interview with the company's head, and didn't want to be late. He took a cab and reached the building. It took him ages to find out where the office was, and he ran in, panting. The woman at the desk looked up and smiled at him. She looked vaguely familiar. Oh god. She had come to the fair. He had to get out of here before she told her boss. What would he think, if he found out that he was just a lowly boy from a county fair? Luckily for him, she didn't make any comment. Rather, she just opened the door and told him to go inside. He could feel his heart thumping louder and louder. He swallowed nervously, as he looked around the huge room. It was black and white, and extremely organized. He made his way towards the desk before his heart stopped. It was him.
Jonghyun couldn't believe his eyes. Jinki was standing right in front of him, looking absolutely delectable in a freshly pressed suit. No, he had to focus on the interview. Jinki was really smart and would surely be an asset to his company. With a broad smile, Jonghyun signed the contract. He knew he just couldn't jump on Jinki and take him right there, as much as he wanted to. Instead, he took a deep breath and asked Jinki if he wanted to get something to eat.
Jinki felt a little uncomfortable at first, but he remembered how good he had felt that day after Jonghyun kissed him. He spent the next hour getting to know his new boss. Surprisingly, Jonghyun seemed to be exactly his type. He had everything that Jinki wanted in a man. But there was no way he could get into a relationship with his boss. It was simply not done.
Why was Jinki acting this way? Did he not like him at all? Had he done something wrong? Jonghyun wasn't used to this at all. It wasn't as if he spent all his time picking up guys in bars. He genuinely felt some connection between himself and Jinki. Perhaps he was wrong. Maybe he just wasn't meant to be with his Jinki.
He just couldn't help it. Each time Jinki looked at his boss, the same scene kept replaying in his head. Maybe it was a sign from the universe, telling him to buy some more whipped cream. He laughed and stopped to buy some, on his way home. He had to be prepared if the crystal ball was right.
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