"Help me, please!"   "I'm having an important meeting right now, I can't help you."   "Oh come on Yoseob, please! Pretty please!    "Fine! But you owe me!" Yoseob growled furiously into the phone before hanging it up, sighing in frustration. Thankfully, he held a good reputation as the manager of the department so no questions were raised when he excused himself from the meeting, requesting for the secretary to send him the meeting's minutes promptly.    Gathering his important belongings into his bag, he walked out of the office building and to the carpark. Entering his car and throwing his bag to the passenger's seat, he grumbled as he started up his engine "Yong Jun Hyung, I will kill you when I see you."    He maneuvered the car through the roads skillfully yet safely, and within 15 minutes, he was in his apartment, his and Junhyung's specifically. He grabbed the document that Junhyung needed and walked right out of the door and back into his car once again.    After half an hour of driving, he reached a familiar office building. It wasn't even his and yet he found it so familiar. Snorting in annoyance, Yoseob thought, "this place is almost like my second office already."    He waved politely to the security guard as he was allowed in to the lift lobby. Even the guards there recognized him. After pressing the 30th floor's button, he keyed in the passcode on a screen as the level he was heading to was a restricted one. Rolling his eyes, he realized how these all seemed to have become a habit. Him doing such errands for Junhyung.    Soon enough, the lift came to a halt and the doors opened, revealing the lavish office of the CEO of the company. As he took in the familiar expensive marbles and paintings, Yoseob was reminded again of how he respected Junhyung for striving to have some independence by living with Yoseob even though he was working for his own family's company. He could very well stay in his mansion with a whole army of maids ready to be at his beck and call but instead was living in the average sized apartment with Yoseob, helping out in the household chores despite his work and wearing clothes that weren't flashy nor ridiculously expensive but decent and presentable. It was these small actions that showed Yoseob how rich people are not like how dramas portray them to be. He always believed that rich people would either be over pampered or be over rebellious, leaving their family and rich past altogether. But Junhyung showed him how down to earth a rich man could be but still be close to his family.    "Mr CEO, your document," he drawled as he threw the document in mocked frustration onto Junhyung's table.    "Thank you Yoseob! You are the best! Sorry I can't do it myself since I've to prepare for the meeting and your office is closer to home!"   "You always say that. Next time, just be less careless!"   Junhyung grinned as he knew that no matter what, Yoseob would still help him. He knew that the look of annoyance of Yoseob wasn't even real and he could always count on him.    "Alright," he replied cheekily.   Rolling his eyes, Yoseob slumped down on a couch, "like I would believe you."    Junhyung got up from behind the table and walked leisurely to the couch that Yoseob was on. Sitting next to him, he slowly laid his head on Yoseob's lap and closed his eyes, feeling at ease.   "Want to grab a bite after my meeting? It would probably be over in an hour. You can rest here in the meantime," he mumbled, eyes still closed.    "I feel like I'm your girlfriend, waiting for you to end work," Yoseob laughed lightly, "but sure, I'll wait up."    Junhyung slowly lifted himself up and positioned himself comfortably next to Yoseob, looking naughtily into his eyes and smirked, "you would be a really beautiful girlfriend." With that, he stood up unwillingly and grabbed the necessary things before heading for his meeting.   Yoseob sat as still as a rock on the couch that felt terribly empty now. His cheeks tinged pink, something that Junhyung failed to notice. As he calmed his pounding heart, he leaned back against the couch and sighed sadly, "I'll always help you, I'll always be waiting for you to return to my side, and I'll always be watching you go..."   The brown eyes of his was large and filled with a deep pool of emotions. It displayed so much longing, so much wanting, so much love, so much desperation and also, so much