-Stumble

My hand slipped away and I glanced at my work in front of me. I carefully rubbed the inner side my right eye as I laid the ball pen down for a second, stretching myself. "I'm going to get fired if I continue to doze off at work..."

I continued trying to stay awake but Moonri seriously gave us too much work. We had to finish the tasks and end the request, may they've come in newly or just the old ones we didn't finish before.

I couldn't manage all, it was too tiring, so I worked like an animal at work even taking some hours plus, and at home I stayed up late, sometimes more than three or four o'clock in the morning.

It was terrible to be honest, yet I loved it, and I was a perfectionist when it came to designing, what was somehow also Moonri's mistake since she pushed all of us horribly and it affected me a lot because I started working here with the age of eighteen and even before that I had some trial jobs here and there in my father's company.

But whatever, close to lunch I sighed in a blissful manner. I could go home afterwards.

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Narrator;

A young man entered K.G. International and smiled at the middle-aged woman at the counter in the big entrance hall. He bowed with his head and starting asking ahead. "Do you know where Kang Yeunja works? In which layer and what office...erm, please?"

She brought out a small smile and he nodded as she told him to wait a second.

"Fourty-sixth story." she gave him one single nod and he thanked her hurriedly.

As Jiho stepped out of the elevator, people kept rushing around him, sometimes bumping into him and cursing incoherent words under their breath about him being in everyone's way, so he quickly walked around every office possible.

He arrived an office, panting for his dear life and smiled at a man. "Urm, hi...do you know Kang Yeunja's office?"

"Right next to this." he looked at Jiho for a second before punching into the keyboard again.

He politely bowed a short time and walked to the right, seeing a figure in the desk writing or drawing while looking closely at the piece of paper.

Jiho recognized your mid-brown hair and sweet perfume hanging in the air. As he entered he noticed you weren't moving nor working. You were asleep.

He took a quick glance at his phone to check the time. I guess she must be done with work by now.

Jiho tilted his head as he walked closer to your desk and stated at you with affection and softness. He found the position you were in too cute. In your right hand was still your ball pen, your right temple rested on your upper arm and your chair was pulled out slightly, making you form an unknown hollow-back.

Jiho stunned his hands on your desk and watched you for about a minute before he got out his daze and walked next to you to gently tap your shoulder. "Yeunja ah~ wake up, Lunch~"

You stirred lightly and straightened up, pulling the chair closer to the desk again. "Jiho?" your voice slightly cracked from your nap and Jiho smiled at your confused face. "Glad you're awake..."

"What time is it?"

"Your shift is over...I guess." he shrugged and you looked at your tiny wrist watch, rubbing your cheek. "Oh...oh yeah, let's go then."

"And you can just go?" he wondered and you nodded. "I'll just tell my co-workers, this is fine." you grabbed your clutch and almost stumbled over your own feet.

"Yeunj-"

"I'm...alright. Just sleepy." you exhaled and blinked, trying to get the slight blur out of your eyes.

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You;

"Okay~ just ordered...it will take some time." Jiho plumped down the cheap chair and I crossed my legs, pulling down my black waist skirt. "I know that..."
He raised his hand slowly. "Just wanted to remind you."

"Thank you."

He nodded as a reply and the two of you waited for the food.

"Ah~ my favorite guests are back...the fairytale princess and Jiseok." the ahjumma hummed as she arrived with our noodles and Jiho chuckled. "Ahjumma, Jiseok is my brother...I am Jiho."

"Right, right...but you two look alike!" she pointed out but Jiho shook his head. "I don't think so."

The elder raised her eyebrows. "Who is wiser?"

"Of course, you." Jiho gave in and she went away. I smiled and dug in. "You have a brother? You never told me.

I gulped the delicate noodles down and Jiho nodded. "He has a business job down there in Busan but always comes to Seoul to see his family...and annoy me."

"Aw, don't think so negative...is he younger or older?" I asked and laid my chin into my left palm as I continued to slurp down my lunch.

"Older," Jiho smiled lightly, "Older by two years...but he's as annoying as a ten years old."

I chuckled and nodded my head. "I'd like to get to know him. If you say he's annoying he must be nice."

"Yah, what does that mean?"

I shrugged and smiled cheekily.

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Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring ring ring ring.

"Hyung, open that goddamn door!" Jiho halfway shouted and I giggled next to him. After lunch I begged him for letting me stay at his for the rest of the day and

it was hard. But after effective and several aegyo, I did it. I was proud.

The door opened and a cocky smile greeted us. "Keyword?"

"We have no keyword, hyung." Jiho stated the obvious but his brother shook his head. "I thought of one while you were gone~"

"And how the hell shall I know it then?" Jiho huffed seemingly pissed and his brother smiled as he saw me. "Aw~ you brought a lady home."

He took my hand and softly kissed my knuckles. "I'm Woo Jiseok...but friends call me Taewoon. Feel free to call me whatever you want, I'm fine with anything."

I blushed madly and Jiho walked through the door, dragging me along. "My work was busy and strenuous, so, I'd be happy if you could be less annoying...at least today, please?"

Jiho put his and my jacket somewhere and Jiseok tapped my shoulder. "Ignore my brother's behaving...he's just a bit-"

"What?" Jiho crossed his arms and Jiseok put both of his hands up in innocence. "Nothing, Jiho ah, nothing..."

He walked ahead of us into the living room and we followed him like little puppies.

We sat down and the only free place was next to Jiseok.

"I won't bite." Jiseok mumbled and some chills went down my spine.

The TV started to talk and Jiho zapped through all channels until he found a channel with something we could watch.

"And...how was your day?"

"Great...until I came home. Why can't you stay over at appa's and umma's?" Jiho shot him a glare and I blinked. "Yah, Jiho, it's your older brother, how can you be so rude?!"

"Yes, she's right, how dare you?! I'm older!" Jiseok acted shocked and held his chest with a fake gasp. I chuckled while holding my mouth, trying to hide it while Jiseok just looked at me and back to Jiho. "See, I can make her smile~"

"Oh shut up, as if I hadn't managed that until now." Jiho crossed his arms and brought himself into a more comfortable position.

"And...when did you plan on visiting our parents again?" Jiho asked and Jiseok shrugged freely. "Hm...in some days maybe~ you're their favorite child anyway."

As Jiseok snickered I saw small anger building up in Jiho's clouded eyes and I somehow knew, Jiseok was being sarcastic. Is it true?

After this scene came silence up and we watched a bit not for long though.

"Could you stop to freaking lean over Yeunja like a walrus? She might get no air anymore." Jiho growled quietly and Jiseok chuckled a low laugh. "Is there someone pissed? Are you on your period?"

"Am not, hyung...today's just not my day..." Jiho glared at the screen emotionlessly and Jiseok laid his arm around me. "Well...I just wanted to know. Because...boy, you're really pissed." he then leaned over to me, "don't let me bother you, and especially Jiho ah, he's just...you know."

Jiseok's nose almost caressed my jawline and I inhaled with a shade of pink around my ears.

"Hm?" Jiho asked and his brother turned to him again.  "None of your business, Jiji~"

"Ji-"

"Like I said, ignore him. Maybe he's pregnant...there are crazy mood swings going on and at the moment he's very angry..." Jiseok remarked and I nodded confused before shaking my head the same way.

Jiseok laughed once more and caught my eyes with his. "My brother is an idiot anyways."

"I'm right in front of you, hyung..."

"Mhmm." he answered Jiho and continued to look into my eyes, "Wait, what is your name, by the way?"

"K-Kang Yeunja." I brought out shyly and he leaned closer just one inch. "Hm, a beautiful name for a beautiful girl~"

Jiho stood up angrily. "Yeunja ah? We go."

"This is your house." Jiseok reminded with a giggle and Jiho pulled me out of his brother's tight embrace.

"I just want to get out of here."

He dragged me along, gave me my jacket and while I was still catching with my shoes Jiho already got out of the door with me.

He speed-walked to the sideway and muttered things under his breath I could only sharply decipher as curse words.

"Why did you walk out?" I asked softly and Jiho fiercely glanced at me before looking forward. "I hate my brother...I hate him. He's annoying, he's at my house at the most unfitting times and he ruins my life. I hate him!"

His body violently and literally shook, so I quickly yet softly grabbed his arm. "What did he do?"

"He was halfway you on my own couch." Jiho fumed lightly and I chuckled. "No, I don't think so."

"But I think so. Do you know my brother for twenty years? Because I do, and I know what he's like, okay? And he pisses me off with this."

I sighed and looked at the path in front of me, letting go of his arm. "Jiho?"

"Yeah?"

I gulped slightly. "Jiseok, he...was he being sarcastic with you being your parents' favorite child?"

He nodded hurt and I bit the inner side of my lower lip. "And...why?"

"Not today, okay? Not today. Let's just walk around a bit."

I wanted to speak again but saw a hint of pain in his eyes, so I let it be and just silently walked next to him.

  AUTHOR NOTE;   APPEARANCE FROM TAEWOON OPPARRRR
OMFG LEMME LUV YA JISEOK OPPAAAAAA
He's so cute, I mean, just look at him

you are indeed Woo Jiho's brother.
tbh........if there wasn't zico........

HAHA LOL KIDDING
IF THERE WASNT ZICO THERE'D ING BE HANHAE ♥