.Chapter oo8.

Myungsoo parks his black Mustang at the mansion’s garage and stare at the wall in front of him for a second, liking the plain silence that surrounds him. Then he wakes up from his trance and let out an exhausted sigh as he steps out of the car and takes out the vibrating phone from his pocket, he looks at the caller and rolled his eyes as he read the name. Myungsoo was already tired from the meetings he attended and some of the paper works he just finished before he went home today, so seeing his fiancée’s name flashing on his phone is the last thing he wanted to see for now. But he have to answer it…right?

“Yes?” He answer the call as he open the door to his mansion

“Myungie! I’ve been calling you, why aren’t you answering?” Doyeon whined immediately as soon as she heard her fiancé’s voice

“I’ve been busy the whole day, so I don’t have the chance to look at my phone” Myungsoo reasoned out, but it was a lie. He is busy—yes, but doesn’t have the time to answer the call—it’s a lie. He’s been avoiding the call the whole day, honestly, he doesn’t want to mingle with Doyeon’s petty problem for their engagement

“I see…well, what do you think would be the best dessert for the engageme—”

“I’m sorry dear but I have to finish something that is due for tomorrow” Myungsoo cuts-off Doyeon’s words, he doesn’t want to deal with the ‘What do you think’ question because he is too tired to think right now “I’ll call you if I have the free time alright? Bye” He didn’t let the other to bid its goodbye and just ended the call.

Myungsoo sighs again and made his way towards the living room, but only to be greeted with silence, he tilt his head as he didn’t see his son playing video games or the noisy babysitter watching it’s drama. Then he remembered that he had a heated kind of fight about the engagement with his son. He decided to go to his son’s room to have a serious talk but again, he was greeted with silence

“Where the hell are they?” Myungsoo gritted his teeth as he open his phone and dial the babysitter’s number. He heard a ringing sound from the corridor so he followed it until he was lead to the art room. He ends the call and stand in front of the slightly opened door, he peeks inside and saw his son sitting in the maroon couch, holding a canvas in front of him and smiling, beside him is the babysitter, sleeping soundly with its mouth half open. The two were sitting too close to each other, it made Myungsoo ask himself if something had happened that made them be this close, he knows his Moonsoo, the kid would never stay in a room with someone he’s not close.

“Moonsoo…” Myungsoo hushly called his son’s name as he slowly enters the room

Moonsoo looks up and his smile immediately fades as he saw his father, he puts the painting down besides the couch and looks at the babysitter beside him “Sungyeol-ah” He shakes the babysitter, trying to wake him up before his father could start a conversation with him “Sungyeol-ah!”

Sungyeol woke up with a grunt and looks at the kid beside him “What?!”

The two looks at each other and Moonsoo rolled his eyes “I’m hungry”

Sungyeol’s eye twitched and he stands up, he turn to his side and was shock to see his boss standing in front of the couch, eyes stern while looking at his son “B-boss!”

Myungsoo looks at Sungyeol and made an eye signal for him to go out. Sungyeol nod in agreement and walk towards the door, but before he could leave, he felt a pair of small hands clutching to his legs, he looks down to see Moonsoo, and the kid was looking up to him with a don’t-leave-me look on his face. Sungyeol looks up to his boss with widen eyes and the said man was looking at them in shock

“Moonsoo-ya…I think you and your dad should talk” He said to the kid and looks back to his boss “I’ll be in the dining room, preparing dinner, call me if you need anything” Sungyeol hate this kind of moment, I mean who on earth would like to be in the middle of a father and son fight

“No! I’ll come with you!” Moonsoo insisted, clutching tighter to Sungyeol’s pants

“Moonsoo, let go of Sungyeol’s pants and go back to the couch” Myungsoo speak sternly, ordering his son to go back and sit

Moonsoo looks back at his father in anger “No! I don’t want to talk to you!” Then he lets go of Sungyeol’s pants and run away, leaving Myungsoo and Sungyeol in the art room

Myungsoo’s hand form a fist as he curse under his breath, then he looks at the door where his son went out and walk in anger. Sungyeol watches Myungsoo pass towards him and grips at the man’s wrist, making it stop from going out of the room

“What the are you doing?!” Myungsoo suddenly blows up in rage “This is none of your concern so stay out of our business or you’re fired!”

Sungyeol let go of Myungsoo’s wrist and walk to his front “The child’s well-being is my business, so I can’t stay out of it boss” Sungyeol puts a stress into the word boss and continue to give Myungsoo a piece of his mind “And, talking to your son with that attitude of yours won’t fix anything, instead it will create more heated fight between the both of you” He keeps poking at Myungsoo’s chest with his forefinger as he speaks his words “Lastly, may I remind you, boss, that you need to let your son accept it in his own way, not to force it into him”

Myungsoo’s anger died down as he listens to Sungyeol’s lecture, his thoughts were scattered, leaving him speechless and unable to do anything except listening to Sungyeol. The young man ended his sermon and stormed out of the art room. Myungsoo was left dumfounded, he stared at the door for a brief moment before running his fingers through his hair “What the hell just happened?” He ask to no one.

Moonsoo locked himself in his room, crying silently again while sitting at the corner of his bed and embracing one of his long pillow. He heard a knock and a shuffle outside his door before someone calls for his name, he thank god that it’s not the voice of the person he doesn’t want to see for the mean time

“Moonsoo-ya! Open the door!” Sungyeol shouted from outside while knocking and turning the knob a few times

Moonsoo bit his lower lip and jumps off his bed, he opens the door then leaves it like that. Sungyeol gets in the room and walk towards the walk-in closet, ignoring the moping kid who was lying on the bed with its back facing him. After he is finished choosing the fresh clothes the kid will be wearing for dinner, he lays it in the bed and stands in front of it, then his eyes landed on the lying small figure

“C’mon kid, let’s get you ready for dinner” Sungyeol shakes the kid’s shoulder, earning him a groan from the latter, he closed his eyes and breathe out heavily, as he open it, he started to rant “Look, you’ll face your dad sooner or later so don’t act like a drama queen, and by the way, good news for you because this might be the last night I’ll be staying here after having a talk with your douchebag dad!” Sungyeol continue with his rant and didn’t notice that Moonsoo was already standing in the bed in front of him

“Last night? What are you saying?” For a moment, Moonsoo looked troubled “Did my dad fired you already?!”

Sungyeol stops from talking and looks at the kid “I—I think so…yes? I guess?”

Moonsoo ponder for a moment then runs off again.

Myungsoo was now preparing himself to take a bath, he takes off his white polo and massages the back of his neck with his hand. He heard his door opens so he open his eyes. Moonsoo came in and walk towards him with an annoyed face

“Why did you do it?” Moonsoo ask, little hands form into a fist

“Did what?” Myungsoo ask back, thinking if his son was talking about the engagement

“Why did you fired him?”

“Fired who?” Now Myungsoo is lost from the topic

“Why did you fired—”

“Moonsoo! Stop running away for once!” Sungyeol barged in the room and gets a hold of the kid’s wrist

“Sungyeol?” Myungsoo ask again, but this time to the person who just came

Sungyeol stops from lightly pulling the kid’s wrist and looks at the topless man in front of them, he unknowingly examines the perfect, fair and lean body from bottom to top, and as soon as he reaches the face, his heart beats quickly, seeing the handsome face of his boss pulled some of his heartstrings. He stared at the godly figure for a while until the figure gets closer with its white polo in his hand

“My god Sungyeol! Your nose is bleeding!”

[A/N] Updated! And it's the start of something...MyungYeol >u< Thank you for subscribing and commenting chinggus! And as a reward, I'll be updating the chapters for this story that should've been updated for the past weeks~ So stay tuned hehe :D And for the my other stories...I'll be updating that as well, but in some other time cos my focus is in this story, so please bear with me guys~~ Again thank you for everything!~ ^--^