[ I'm sorry for the late update. Broken laptop x.x ]

After recovering from his unexpected yet special encounter with Park Chanyeol, Baekhyun decided to wait for Jongin in the marketing team's office. He gathered the courage with a deep inhale, and turned towards the entrance to the room. 

He was worried about the way his co-workers will react to him coming alone. He didn't even know if they liked him, while Minho clearly didn't. But there was no other choice, and he couldn't just run away. So, inhaling again, Baekhyun opened the door hesitantly and peeked inside the room before going in.

Taemin immediately greeted the slightly shorter male with a radiant smile and a politely ushered him inside the office, looking really happy to see him. Encouraged by his friendliness, Baekhyun smiled back, and closed the door behind his back as he walked in. And when he was inside, the male uncomfortably stood beside the door.  He was not really sure what to do next.

"Don't just stand there, come and join us for a cup of coffee, new colleague." noticing his confusion asked the smiling guy who, Baekhyun remembered, was called Jinki. 

"I'd love to." Baekhyun agreed politely, and, accompanied by others, sat down at the big table in the middle of the room. Passing by the other, Jinki gave Baekhyun a reassuring smile, and walked over to the counter in the corner of the room. Since it had some cups, a sugar-basin and a bag of expensive coffee resting on it, Baekhyun guessed that Jinki was the one in charge of making coffee in this office.

"So, Baekhyun sshi..." another guy named Kibum asked teasingly with a cocked eyebrow, and smirked at Baekhyun's look. "I'm curious.. how old are you?"

"Eh.." Baekhyun hesitated whether to answer, feeling uncomfortable and kind of judged. He was really fairly young, just out of the university, so it was natural for people to be surprised seeing him work at PKO. It was unusual in big companies, not to mention in South Korea itself, to reach a high position without being considerably aged or just crazily talented. So this bright eyed, brown haired and young looking Baekhyun was certainly someone who would catch everyone's attention in the PKO. And not in a good way. 

Kibum seemed to notice Baekhyun struggling, as he watched the male intently and then suddenly giggled.

"I hope you don't mind me asking." he said and smiled, as if he found Baekhyun's creased eyebrows and doubtful eyes kind of cute. "It's just that we'd like to know whether we can drop the formalities while talking, and regretfully, you certainly do look a bit younger than us. Sorry if I made you uncomforta-"

"Yah, ever heard of speaking for yourself? Me and Baekhyun look the same age!" Jinki interrupted while pouring hot water into the cups. 

"Yeah, right."

"What's that supposed to mean?!"

"I'm 23, so you're probably all older than me, hyungs." Baekhyun interrupted their tiny argument with a chuckle. "I've just graduated from the university."

"Oh, then it looks like you are still the baby, Tae." Kibum threw a playful smirk at the boy, and laughed when the latter groaned in realisation.

"Taemin is kind of like an intern slash worker here." Jinki explained, putting a cup of hot coffee in front of Baekhyun and Taemin. "He is 22, but he is working and finishing his studies at the same time."

"Oh." Baekhyun looked at the boy appreciatively, and received a shy smile in return.

Meanwhile, the other male named Jonghyun sat with his nose stuffed into his phone, and the angry Minho looked at every single thing in the room except anything or anywhere near Baekhyun. Sitting beside Minho, Kibum had noticed the look Baekhyun threw at the two silent guys, and chuckled.

"Don't worry about them. Minho is a bit.. careful with strangers, and Jonghyun is just a twitter addict. You can't take that thing away from him even for a second."

"Yah, I heard that!" Jonghyun finally raised his eyes from his phone, annoyed. He then turned to give Baekhyun a quick, not too friendly smile. "Hi there, Baekhyun, I'm Jonghyun, and I'm in fact not in twitter, so excuse you, Kibum. I am looking up clients' reviews on our company."

Before the blond could answer anything to that, Jonghyun's neighbor Minho leaned to the side and peeked at his phone.

"He's lying." the guy revealed emotionlessly. "He's on twitter."

"Yah!" Jonghyun nudged him. "Traitor!"

The two started nudging each other, and the whole process was watched by Kibum in a judging manner.

"Can you stop it?!"

"You started it!"

"Hey, do you guys know the general manager?" Baekhyun interposed again.

As soon as the words "general manager" left Baekhyun's lips, Minho's up till annoyed eyes filled with startle. He turned to stare at the shorter with something strangely alike to anxiety in his eyes. But before the surprised Baekhyun could gather his thoughts and understand what was going on, the look on the other male's eyes changed again.

Minho was suddenly giving the shorter the strangest, most hatred-filled glare in the world, and Baekhyun couldn't help but gawk at the other male with disbelief. What the hell was this guy's problem? He had no damn reason to even dislike Baekhyun, and even more to actually glare at him. Baekhyun was about to open his lips and ask what the hell was wrong with Minho, but Kibum beat him to it.

"Well, of course we know him." the blond answered casually, not noticing, or pretending not to notice the heavy tension between Baekhyun and Minho. "It's Park Chanyeol. Why are you asking, Baekhyun?"

"I'm just curious." Baekhyun forced himself to calm down and look at Kibum. "I've met him today, and I just started to wonder what is he like. Afterall, he's going to be my manager."

Kibum nodded, friendly, while Baekhyun was mentally killing himself with slaps for being pathetically obvious and embarassingly awkward.

"Well, Chanyeol is-" Kibum started, but Minho interrupted him with a low growl.

He was looking all dangerous and alert, and his eyes were burning Baekhyun alive.

"Chanyeol is none of his business, Kibum. Shut up and stay away from him, new guy." he spat out with disgust.

Baekhyun really wanted to punch him right in the face at that moment. And he would have. With pleasure.

"Minho, calm down, would you." Kibum rolled his eyes at the angry guy."Sorry, he's a bit protective over our general manager. You can ask me whatever you want."

"Kibum." Minho hissed objectively, but the elder shushed him with one eloquent look in the eyes.

Deciding that the best for now would be to ignore Minho and his rude- attitude, Baekhyun shifted his attention back to the topic that mattered. Chanyeol.

"He just seems kind of..special. Different." he said to Kibum, and shrugged unsurely. "Not bad kind of different, but.. you know, the kind of different you would better know about before making any stupid mistakes."

At that moment, Minho openly scoffed at his words. And Baekhyun couldn't hold it back anymore.

"Is there anything else you want to tell me, Minho sshi?" he asked, annoyance failing to be hidden behind a calm voice. "You seem kind of unsettled." 

Minho looked at Baekhyun's eyes, and let out an annoyed breath, as if Baekhyun's question was plainly stupid.

"I don't want you anywhere near the general manager." he then threatened in a low voice. "I don't trust you. And I don't want you anywhere in PKO either."

"Well, I don't care." Baekhyun shot back irately, anger- filled heat gathering in the pit of his stomach. "As much as I remember, I haven't done anything wrong to you or the company."

"Yet."

Oh no. Like hell Baekhyun was going to let some random with frog's eyes insult him.

"Listen now. Team leader hired me as part of this team. As this marketing team's member." Baekhyun spoke as he burned Minho with his eyes. "Thus I'm just as much employed here as you are, Minho sshi. You are by no means in a higher position than I am, so why do you let yourself act like you are?"

Apparently having nothing to say back or considering Baekhyun too low to give an answer to, Minho just scoffed again, and Baekhyun rolled his eyes. This guy was seriously pissing him off already.

"Hyungs, please calm down." worried Taemin pleaded.

Minho looked at Taemin and, having met the younger's eyes, stood up to leave. He turned around the ta