"Right." Wonpil says, nodding because it's not his place to ask about Jaebum.

"It won't be for long, just until Jinah and I come up with something,"

"How're you so sure it won't take long?"

"Because now you, an innocent outsider, are now involved. Jinah and I's wedding was one thing, but now that you're caught up in it, it's like we're in a race and the track is a tightrope."

"That sounds terrifying,"

"Precisely," Wonpil says with a small smile,

"Sorry, I guess I shouldn't have grabbed you at the altar, huh?"

"Maybe." he replies,

"But we can't change that now, so" and they laugh.

"Okay, we should start by exchanging numbers, it'll be easier to contact you this way,"

"Aw, so you're not gonna wait in my workplace parking lot anymore?" Sungjin teases as he hands over his phone, and Wonpil accepts it as he replies,

"I could wait in front of your house if you want," and Sungjin laughs. Wonpil thinks for a few moments before he begins entering his number, but hesitates long enough for Sungjin to comment,

"What, did you forget your own number?" and Wonpil scoffs,

"No, I was contemplating which number to put in," and he hands back the phone,

"You have multiple numbers?"

"3. Stricly business, business friends and personal relationships," he categorizes and Sungjin looks at the number,

"Which one did you put in?" 

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Wonpil teases with his tongue slightly stuck out and Sungjin smiles. 

"You rich people are of a different calibre, huh?"

"Wealth drains from our substance in terms of personality," he replies and Sungjin laughs,

"Seems like it didn't drain too much of yours. Your attitude seems like it's at full power,"

"Only with people like you," and Sungjin eyes him,

"Working class people?" and Wonpil realizes the offense and quickly corrects,

"No no, like my friends... But you're not necessarily my friend, you just make me feel like we're friends?" he trails off, his tone going higher to end off his sentence as a question, unsure of his own words and Sungjin smirks,

"Nothing wrong with being friends. We're technically more," 

"Oh right! We're fake dating," Wonpil says, remembering why they met up in the first place,

"You keep distracting me,"

"Me? I don't even do anything! I just respond, hold the conversation," and Wonpil admits he's not used to that. He's mainly just giving orders, or listening to them. No room for comments or suggestions within the board of businessmen, none of them listen once they've made up their mind.

"So, what now?"

"Let's drive to my office, I gotta give you something."

"A present? For me? Aw, you didn't have to!" and Wonpil hits his arm playfully,

"No, it's for our fake relationship. Let's go,"

"Will I get paid like Jinyoung?"

"This whole situation is payment for that night, okay?" Wonpil replies and Sungjin scrunches his face in defeat,

"You're no fun." he comments as he starts the car and Wonpil starts to navigate. They pull up to a tall plain, light grey building that already bores Sungjin. 

"Is this Kim Corporate?" he asks, and Wonpil snorts,

"No," and smiles as Sungjin's eyes scale up the building to the top,

"I wouldn't take you there, not now. This is my personal office, my family owns the whole building, but I only take one floor," he says, walking to the entrance as Sungjin follows behind him,

"One floor?" he repeats, almost offended Wonpil said that like it was nothing. 

Of course the floor Wonpil takes is the top one, their elevator ride is quiet as Sungjin just tags along, not questioning much. Wonpil watches as the numbers ascend, 

"Why're you so cool with this?" 

"Hm... 'Cause you're cute," Sungjin replies and Wonpil whips his head to look at him with eyes wide. Sungjin has a content smile, as he continues,

"I'm just taking responsibility for my actions last week. Plus, you said it won't be for that long, just until you and Jinah come up with something." and Wonpil just nods, still stunned at Sungjin's initial, blunt response. Thankfully, the elevator dings and they walk out, Sungjin following until they get to Wonpil's large office - much bigger than Sungjin's at the university. Wonpil goes directly to his desk,

"Sorry, just give me like 20 minutes," he says and proceeds to type, leaving Sungjin to look around the room.

There isn't much, at least not much that tells him more about Wonpil as a person. There's his large desk, the room naturally illuminated by the floor to ceiling windows, various shelves and cabinets, a printer and fax machine, and other boring office things. But there are some old photos in frames, one particular cute one of small Wonpil in front of a piano, and another one of him on stage, mouth wide open in front of a mic. Sungjin realizes that most of his photos involve a piano or a mic,

"You like music?" he asks, holding one of the frames in his hand,

"A bit, I'm a casual listener, " Wonpil answers, not taking his eyes off the screen,

"A bit? Casual? In this photo you're playing a synth, not an instrumental many people just randomly pick up." and Wonpil shrugs,

"Guess I'm not like many people and had the resources... Plus, that was a long time ago,"

"Nah, that's the thing about music, it's timeless," Sungjin says, and Wonpil looks at him to see him looking down at the photo with a cute smile. 

"Stop touching things," Wonpil says, and Sungjin mocks him before putting the frame back.

"But I'm bored," he says and Wonpil lets out a laugh before returning his attention to the screen.

"You know, your life story wasn't long at all,"

"I barely told you anything. Then I got cut off 'cause you wanted to leave all of a sudden-" Wonpil remembers the man from the cafe and bites his tongue, scolding himself for talking back.

"Right... Sorry."

After a couple of minutes of quiet, Wonpil tenses up as Sungjin comes up behind him, resting his arm on the desk, the other on the back of Wonpil's chair and peers over his shoulder,

"What're you typing?" he asks, eyes on the screen and Wonpil mentally scolds himself for the slight panic. The slight warmth due to proximity, and the faint and just barely familiar smell of Sungjin's cologne make Wonpil almost trip on his reply of,

"Facts about myself that you'll need to know if you're my boyfriend." 

Jesus Wonpil, get a grip. He's just Sungjin - right, just a man you almost slept with. 

"Interesting." and Sungjin looks at the bottom left of the screen,

"6 pages?! Why the Hell do I need to know 6 pages worth of you?!" 

"It's double spaced, and I'm summarizing and using abbreviations, had it not been for my writing skills, it'll be more. Now shoo! I need to finish," he says, slapping the arm that was propped up on his desk, and is surprised when Sungjin doesn't get away, just moves in closer and says,

"You are finished." grabbing the mouse and pressing print,

"Hey, what're you-"

"C'mon, if we're gonna do this, I don't wanna learn about you through a business report." he replies, and Sungjin walks to the printer to collect his papers,

"I'll read these 6 pages." he says, holding them up,

"But whatever was unfinished I'll find out eventually, or maybe not at all if you and Jinah get a plan together in time." Wonpil pouts, the professionalism in him nagging at the fact that Sungjin just printed out an unfinished document that he had every intent on completing, but he can't do much.

"Fine." he surrenders, saving and closing the document.

"We can split up here, I'll get Jinyoung to pick me up from here,"

"Okay," Sungjin says,

"Have that read by tomorrow," Wonpil says,

"We'll see," is his response, 

"I'm not one of your company minions, and this isn't my sole activity in my life," he reminds and Wonpil nods,

"Sorry."

"No, don't be, I was kidding, I'll probably read it...Can I call you if there's anything I need clarification on?" 

"Text is fine,"

"Here I was thinking you'd ask me to email you within business hours," he teases, and says a quick,

"Bye Wonpil,"

"Bye, drive safe," and he gets a salute,

"Hey Sungjin?" and he turns around,

"Thank you. This'll be over soon, hopefully." Sungjin gives him a sweet smile,

"Let's try to enjoy it in the meantime, hm?" and Wonpil doesn't know why it causes his heart to flutter. Wonpil watches from the windows as Sungjin gets in his car and drives away, and messages Jinyoung. Within a few minutes, he's in the car on the way to his home,

"Why'd you call me? You could literally walk, that's why you chose this building for your personal office." Jinyoung says, and Wonpil leans his head on the window,

"I felt bad I just left you at the cafe earlier... Plus, what's wrong with spending some time with you?" 

"I'm your driver, we spend plenty of time together-"

"Stop using that title, you know I don't see you as just that." Wonpil says,

"You know I can drive, and I have multiple cars at my disposal." 

"But you don't take advantage of either of those so I can get my hours in." and Wonpil admits defeat with a bitter smile.

"Look, I don't know why you're extra pissy today, but can we not fight right now?"

"No problem, we're here."

"Thanks." Wonpil says, and closes the door harshly and walks into his home, Jinyoung watches to make sure he gets inside safely. He's annoyed with himself, for having an attitude, and it's not because Wonpil's his employer. He recalls the man he left Wonpil with at a cafe - Wonpil usually wouldn't ask Jinyoung to leave, but this time he did. And as Jinyoung left, Wonpil's smile was comfortable and genuine, something Jinyoung never saw around strangers.

It's later that night, around 10PM, Wonpil's listening to music in his room, sitting cross-legged on his bed as he's messaging Jinah. Planning to meet up tomorrow morning so they can get this in order, when he gets a phonecall.

"Hello?" 

"I wonder which phone you answered this with..." he recognizes the voice, it's unique and confident, just like its owner.

"Sungjin, why're you calling?"

"You're allergic to cats?" 

"What- Sungjin, I told you to text, and that seems pretty straight forward. I'm hanging-"

"Like, you can be around them but you start sneezing or if you're in their presence you choke up and die?" 

Wonpil is quiet, about to press End Call, but he scoffs.

"I sneeze." and he has a small smile when he replies.

"Intersting," Sungjin says, and Wonpil can hear the flipping of pages in the background.

"Can I hang up now?"

"No, I have other things I wanna talk to you about. I notated the pages myself and even highlighted key points." Wonpil finds himself smiling, 

"Unless you're actually busy, then yeah you can hang up, I'm just clowning you," he admits with soft laughter.

"I'm not busy," he informs,

"Okay good, why did you add your favourite foods?"

"In case we need to go on a date, pick a restaurant with those options,"

"Oh wow, I'm picking?" Sungjin says, amused,

"If we ever go on a date." 

"Fair. Hm... Oh! You play the piano and sing?"

"Thought that was implied with the photos you saw earlier,"

"You told me to stop touching them,"

"Yeah, touching them, not looking at them,"

"Okay, moving on to page 3," and Wonpil laughs silently,

"You have multiple cars and you've included your address, why? Wait actually, why do I need to know all of these things?"

"If my parents summon you, they'll most likely question the authenticity of our relationship, in turn, question you about me."

"Summon," Sungjin repeats, still getting used to the life that is Wonpil's.

"They won't question you about me?" and Wonpil freezes.

", you're right..." he whispers, and Sungjin laughs,

"Should I write up my own report and email it to you?" he teases,

"No, that'd waste time. Just tell me now," 

"I was joking, I wouldn't type up a biography... Also, are you actually requesting to stay on call?"

"Yes, it's quicker this way. Wait, let me open up a document so I can take notes," and Wonpil once again hears Sungjin's laugh. It's rather funny itself, but it's also charming. 

"Okay, I'm ready."

"Do you type fast?"

"I'm adequate.. Plus, you don't talk fast anyway. You're rather calm when you speak,"

"Isn't it y?" he jokes around and Wonpil pretends to gag.

"Where should I start?"

"Follow the format of my document," and Sungjin agrees,

"Okay, my birthday, January 16 1991. Height? Around the same as you. Weight? Heavier than you. Address? Seoul, apartment..." and by reading off of Wonpil's sheet, Sungjin tells Wonpil about himself but at some point, gets rid of the structure.

He's telling a story from this one time him and some other friends went to a cottage and Wonpil's fully invested.

"So, you just jumped in the lake?"

"Well, yeah, everyone was doing it,"

"But, ?!"

"No, no! I wasn't !" he quickly denies, and Wonpil laughs, Sungjin smiles at the sound.

"But the others were?"

"It was a wild night, okay?" 

"Clearly... Jae and Brian seemed to enjoy that," Sungjin snorts, recalling how crazy the couple was that night..

"Yeah, they did."

"Okay, but what happened at the bonfire?" Sungjin looks at the clock,

"Are you sure we have time for more stories? Don't we both have work tomorrow morning?"

"Oh!" Wonpil says once he sees the time at the bottom corner of his laptop,

"I didn't even realize, sorry..."

Sungjin's gone from sitting on the couch in his living room to laying on his back, staring up at his bedroom ceiling.

"But I wanna know..." Wonpil whispers, and Sungjin laughs,

"Haven't heard many crazy uni stories, have you?"

"No, everyone around me is so boring. Let me live vicariously through your storytimes," and Wonpil adjusts his position, resting his chin in the palm of his hand - abandoning typing on his laptop. He can remember.

Sungjin tells various stories as their voices grow softer, Wonpil still listening and asking questions from time to time. Sungjin is really interesting, he thinks. He particularly likes when Sungjin talks about music. 

"Oh right, Wonpil-ah, can I ask you something?"

"Mhm,"

"You wrote that you've never dated anyone... Is that true?"

"Yeah," he says, and explains,

"I mean, I've had feelings for people, experimented, had fun... But I don't have the time, or the necessary freedom for a real relationship, you know?"

"Oh...That's sad..." Sungjin comments, and Wonpil treads carefully,

"Have you ever dated?" 

The line goes quiet and Wonpil thinks he's crossed boundaries, and he's about to apologize and say it's late, they should hang up-

"Yeah... Longest was almost 4 years, we broke up months ago."

"Sorry,"

"No, you have nothing to be sorry for... Actually, that guy we saw at the cafe earlier, that's my ex."

"Oh." Wonpil assumed, but now it's confirmed. Jaebum was a good looking man, but something about the way Sungjin seemed so small and fragile when they spoke gives Wonpil bad vibes.

"Yeah, sorry for just making us leave without explaining, but," he sighs,

"Wasn't expecting to see him." and he laughs awkwardly. 

"It's really late, we should sleep," Sungjin moves on, and Wonpil can't argue,

"Yeah okay, I'll talk to you later today,"

"Oh, you're one of those people." Sungjin says with an amused smile,

"What?"

"Just because it's past midnight, you're referring to the day as it is,"

"Yes. Because today is today."

"Good morning, then," and Wonpil lets out a soft laugh,

"Sleep well, Wonpil," 

"You too, Sungjin." and Wonpil waits for Sungjin to end the call, but it's just quiet. 

"So, you're really not gonna tell me which number this is?"

"Good night," 

"Morning." Sungjin corrects with a laugh and ends the call. Wonpil puts his personal phone down, smiling at it before a text pops up.

Jinyoung-ah: Sorry about yesterday

And Wonpil laughs because he got that past midnight thing from Jinyoung.

Wonpillie: No, it's cool

Wonpillie: Oh btw, we got breakfast with Jinah tomorrow

Jinyoung-ah: We?? 

Wonpillie: Please drive me to breakfast with Jinah tomorrow*

Jinyoung-ah: Got it.

Jinyoung-ah: Why are you still up?

Wonpillie: Didn't you text me with the hope of me still being awake?

Jinyoung-ah: No, I purposely waited till a time I thought you'd be sleeping to avoid direct confrontation

Wonpillie: You're unbelievable.

Wonpillie: I was on the phone with Sungjin 

and he smiles, recalling their conversation. 

Jinyoung-ah: Oh

Jinyoung-ah: Well it's late so, sleep well Wonpillie

Wonpillie: You too, Jinyoung-ah!

Wonpil stretches before going to wash up. In the shower, he randomly recalls the trivial fact of Sungjin saying his shampoo smells like peppermint.

Amongst waffles and eggs, Wonpil's laughing at Jinah's story of trying to go on a blind date that didn't end too gracefully. They devise a plan to get Sungjin out, then they'll focus on their unsuccessful marriage, but they're not too fond of talking business with each other. They much prefer the light hearted subjects of their lives outside of their family companies. Somewhere between Jinah relaying how the man spilt his drink on her and him not offering to clean it up, Wonpil gets a phonecall,

"Hello?"

"Uh, Wonpil-ah," 

"Wonpil-ah? Sungjin, what's-"

"Your parents have kindly picked me up from my apartment and want to have breakfast before work... We'll meet you at the company building, okay?" and he can hear the strain in Sungjin's voice, as well as his parents casually conversing in the background before the call ends. 

"," he groans,

"What's wrong?" Jinah asks, genuinely concerned.

"My parents kidnapped my boyfriend," he says, finishing up breakfast,

"Oh... indeed," she replies and Wonpil laughs.

"I'll see you later, yeah?"

"Yeah sure, tell me how things go!"

"That is if we don't get found out," he whispers before calling Jinyoung.

His pace is quick as he walks into the lobby of the company building,

"Good morning, sir," various employees say and he responds with a nod when he sees Sungjin, conversing with his parents in the lobby.

"Oh, Wonpil-ah!" he says, and approaches him with a smile before kissing him on the cheek. 

"I hope you studied your notes last night," Wonpil whispers in his ear as they get closer to his parents,

"Of course. Birthday April 26, 1993,"

"28!"

"You said you were 26,"

"I am but my birthday is the 28th! We're so screwed,"

"Relax, no we're not." Sungjin whispers, confidence on no basis, and grabs Wonpil's hand, intertwining their fingers.

"Wonpil, you've arrived." and he nods with a smile,

"Your father and I decided it would be practical to learn about your... boyfriend," she eyes suspiciously,

"Over breakfast."

"You should've informed me, Sungjin and I could've met you at the restaurant."

"You had plans this morning, correct?"

"Yes. With Jinah,"

"Why would you need to see Jinah?"

"Regardless of my personal relations with Sungjin, our companies are still involved with each other. We were discussing business,"

"I'm relieved to know you still have that mindset." his father says,

"Now let us discuss business, with your boyfriend, shall we?"

"He has work later, so maybe now wouldn't be the best time-"

"Oh, now is the optimum time, dear. You're both here, and your father and I don't have meetings until Sungjin starts his lectures." and Wonpil stares at his mom, knowing he can't argue.

"We're just curious as to what kind of person you've picked as your partner." she says with a smile, and they have no choice but to follow them to the car.

"This isn't so bad," Sungjin whispers,

"Just wait. Don't trust them,"

"Trust them with what?"

"Everything. Remember, they're business people not caring parents." and with that, they get into the car, still holding hands. 

Wonpil looks at their hands, and wonders if he's the only one who gets a bit flustered when they do stuff like this. Like Sungjin kissing his face so easily, grabbing his hand like it truly is his to hold. He blames his lack of experience with real relationships, and finds himself thinking about Jaebum and why he let go of this hand. 

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Hi Hello, MyDays! My name is Zen :) Sorry for the slow progression of the story, and sorry if this chapter was boring. I swear it'll start to pick up soon.. But in the meantime, Sungjin and Wonpil are getting to know each other, and Jinyoung will probably become more than just a minor character, same with Jaebum. Please let me know any thoughts, I love reading comments! ^_^ 

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