Her left shoulder's raised, holding the phone to her ear as she talked to someone's secretary. Nayeon kept on typing, trying her best to understand what they were talking about.

"Mr. Kim is only available tomorrow at five in the afternoon."

Nayeon tried to check Jihyo's schedule and thank god it's vacant.

"Okay, thank you so much."

Nayeon ruffled her already messed up hair as she typed the papers in front of her. The intercom buzzed for the fifth time in the past minute and she just want to kill herself this instant.

"Miss Im, you dare to ignore me one more time, I'll fire you immediately."

She slumped on her chair. To the hell with this demanding boss, this hectic job, and everyone in this hell hole. Nayeon stood up and walked towards the devil's office, she knocked thrice and waited for Satan's "come in" or else she would get scolded again.

The moment she went in, Nayeon felt the stare. If Jihyo's stare could kill, she would be in underworld already, talking to Chiron. Nayeon hated to admit this but a mad Jihyo is one hot Jihyo. Well, Jihyo getting mad was a blessing and a curse.

"I buzzed in five times and I had to threaten you to come here. Do you want to keep this job or do you want to live on the streets?"

Nayeon heaved a deep sigh. Patience. Patience. Patience. She's your boss and she's hot, patience.

She bowed and sat on the chair. Pulling a forced smile, she answered Jihyo politely.

"You see, Miss Park, I'm doing some paperwork that you uh kind of left behind when you decided to suddenly take an unannounced vacation."

Jihyo squinted her eyes, "Are you blaming me?"

"No, Miss Park, I'm just explaining my side."

Jihyo relaxed on her seat, just staring at Nayeon. She can't help but look at herself on the shiny glass name plate and she saw how horrible she looked. Nayeon felt the blood rush to her face. God, this is embarrassing! She started to fidget when Jihyo chuckled and shook her head.

Is it that bad?

"It's past two already, have you eaten?" Jihyo was typing something on her phone, not looking at her as she asked.

 

Nayeon tried to subtly comb her hair using her hands, "You didn't eat yet and you said to not disturb you so I did-"

"-didn't eat yet. Of course." Jihyo cut her off.  She rolled her eyes, clearly displeased.

"You should've eaten. What if you get sick?"

Wait, she's concerned with my health. Oh my god. Nayeon couldn't help but feel giddy, she tried suppressing a smile. Jihyo's concerned of her?

"I don't want to pay for your hospital bills and I can't stand working alone with these loads of paperwork."

Jihyo added immediately. Yeah right, her boss would never be concerned about her. Dream on.

"I'll be more careful next time so won't worry about paying my hospital bills, Miss."

Jihyo finally looked up and Nayeon tried to not blush.

She just looked at you, Nayeon. Calm down, Jihyo could just fire you for talking back you know, it's not that deep.

Nayeon started thinking of when should she pack her things, how will she write her resignation papers, where will she find a new job-

Her boss started to laugh?

 Good lord make this gorgeous woman laugh everyday. Jihyo was smiling at her brightly, her eyes when she smiled? Totally a heart stopper. JIhyo was known to be really strict, she always sport this serious face, typical CEO facade in every similar trope. Jihyo rarely beamed like this, she should smile more often, she’s so pretty.  Nayeon was just whipped.

"But really, I'm serious. Please take good care of your health. Don't keep me worried." Nayeon stopped breathing.

"And don't worry, you don't have to pack your things, write your resignation letter or find a new job because I'm not firing you."

Nayeon's face was so hot she thought maybe she's probably steaming. Her heart? Her heart was not ready for this.

 

Momo fixed her glasses and smiled at Nayeon teasingly. "You mean, CEO Park asked you to join her for lunch and you kinda gay panicked? That's cute!"

 

 

Nayeon deeply regretted her decision of telling Momo.

"Yeah whatever. I was not gay panicking it's just that... In my defense she was so pretty."

Momo made a face, "Whipped." She was making a huge wrap and ate it in one go. Damn, Hirai.

Nayeon sighed and ate another piece of meat, "I hate this feeling you know."

Momo shook her head and swallowed another wrap. "No, you don't. You like her, that's the truth."

The ride home passed by like a blur. Nayeon didn't even noticed that she was already in her unit.

She fell straight to her couch and stared at the ceiling. This day was so tiring. Her eyelids started to get heavy when her phone suddenly rang.

Who's going to call her at this late? Ugh.

It was Jihyo, of course Jihyo will pester her late at night. "Hello?"

It wasn't Jihyo who answered. The person talked about passing out and speed dial.

Nayeon sprung up and ran to put on her shoes, "Where is she?"

She tried her best not to crash as she drove past the other vehicles. She hastily parked her car near the entrance.

Apparently, Jihyo drank a lot and she got drunk like really wasted. Her bodyguards were not around and she didn't have car keys with her too.

Nayeon wrapped Jihyo's arm around her shoulders and carried (dragged) Jihyo out of the bar.

This was not on her job description. Earning money was really hard.

Jihyo was murmuring something but Nayeon couldn't understand. Her boss was so ing heavy.

Groaning, Nayeon opened the doors. She dumped Jihyo on the back seat. She moved her shoulders and Nayeon swore she heard some bones cracked.

Nayeon drove to Jihyo's place. She carried her agony again.

God, why have you forsaken me?

She pressed Jihyo against the wall to keep her steady and typed in the pass code.

"You're so heavy dammit!" Nayeon groaned and screamed her battle cry as she carried Jihyo inside.

Jihyo was now sleeping on her bed. Nayeon felt all her muscles cramped at carrying her boss. She better give me a raise for this!

Nayeon couldn't help but notice how peaceful Jihyo looked. It was a rare sight to see. Jihyo always looked serious and sharp.

Sometimes she looked angry too and it's hot.

Blinking, Nayeon shoved those thoughts away and started to remove Jihyo's shoes.

Wait, she have to... Oh no.

"Ugh! Now I have to do this?" Nayeon sat on the floor and contemplated for her life.

The good news was she's going to take good of her crush and change her clothes. The bad news was it's her boss and she might get fired.

She called Momo and asked for help but the idiot just told her to do it.

Nayeon removed Jihyo's coat and she's already hyperventilating. She's blushing over some gorgeous drunk. She need to get a ing grip.

 She put some water on the basin and grabbed some towel and wiped Jihyo's face and forearms. She saw this in a lot of dramas before, this must be effective in some ways.

Jihyo was so pretty and she won't stop saying it. Nayeon wondered why her boss suddenly decided it was good to get wasted on a Tuesday night.

She successfully changed Jihyo's clothes and Nayeon struggled big time trying not ogle at her boss.

This woman got them abs!

Anyway. She enjoyed, no she was GLAD that she helped her boss and it was part of her job. Jihyo was sleeping on her bed wrapped under those expensive duvet covers. Jihyo was talking. She was half asleep, half drunk.

“I just want to be free, I want to be away from all these things around me. It suffocates mee,”

Nayeon fixed the sheets and closed the door. Maybe she could sleep on the couch tonight.

The bacon sizzled and shrunk after Nayeon put it in the pan. It smells so good. Jihyo's fridge was packed but she can't cook so she had to do the basic breakfast.

It was the only edible stuff Nayeon could offer to Jihyo. Nayeon would impress Jihyo with her frying skills.She also brewed some coffee. Those beans taste so so so good. Being rich was really fun, she had to experience it a little. The speakers were playing some songs, Nayeon had to use them. It's expensive and it sound so good too. She danced and hummed to the song while cooking.

Jihyo won't be up anytime soon too so she's not that worried. Her boss would never know that she used her speakers without asking her permission. Nayeon was about to put another strip on bacon when she heard someone talk behind her.

"Wow, Miss Im? I didn't know you had that in you." Nayeon shrieked and dropped the bacon on the pan abruptly. She looked around and saw Jihyo smirking at her.

That smirk was so hot and her just woke up look just topped everything.

Nayeon thought everything stopped. Until she felt some hot oil on her face.

"Ow!"

Jihyo chuckled and grabbed her mug. "You can dance." She's teasing her!

Nayeon bit lip. Jihyo saw her dancing, she wanted the floor to open up and swallow her, she wished for an alien to abduct her, she just wanted disappear.

 Jihyo sipped her coffee loudly, "What are you cooking? I woke up because of the smell."

Nayeon looked at her and Jihyo was leaning on the counter while holding her coffee on the other hand, curiously looking at her.

"Uh, just some bacon and eggs. Common stuff." Jihyo sipped on her coffee again. Silence engulfed them, with only the sizzling sound and the music making the noise.

. The speakers.

She fiddled with her phone and turned off the music. "I'm sorry for that Miss Park. I di-"

"Nah, it's fine. And please call me Jihyo we're not in the office."

Nayeon nodded and finished cooking. She set the food on the table and prepared the utensils. Jihyo sat and watched her every move and it's making her anxious.

"Do you need anything else, Miss?"

Jihyo was startled played with her mug watching the dark liquid move inside, "I just want to say thank you. You didn't have to do this but..."

Nayeon never saw this side of Jihyo before. So raw, innocent and vulnerable. "No, it's part of my job to make sure you're safe."

“Did I say something last night? Or did I do something bad?”

Nayeon shrugged. Jihyo just nodded and ate her food. Nayeon felt so happy today minus the back pain for her cramped position last night.

 

Nayeon listened to the presenter while simultaneously jotting down some keywords. She glanced at Jihyo and saw how serious she looked.

Poor boy, he must be terrified.

"A-and that's all f-fo- for our po-proposal, Miss Park."

Everyone turned to look at Jihyo. She got this unreadable expression while pla