Clack, Clack, Clack, Clack.

The sound of heels came closer and closer. The woman moved closer and closer to the desk, creating tension in the room.

The sound of a hand knocking on his desk sounded and startled Gi-Gun, who was currently slacking off at work,

Who she was was none other than Katherine Oh, Sirang’s mother.

Gi-gun: Oh fuck me. Of all people to catch me slacking, it had to be her..

A blithe smile spread across her face, giving Gi-Gun instant chills, she was pissed.

He still felt that the aura Sirang and Katherine both gave when they snapped

was one in the same.

‘’A little birdie told me something funny today,’’

Kathrine leaned onto the desk, that smile never leaving her blood-red lips. Gi-gun shivered, blaming Sirang in his heart for pushing this monster onto him to deal with.

‘’That my son pushed away his marriage meeting yesterday?’’

‘’Do you have anything to say to that?’’

Gi-Gun felt like he was a child all over again, taking the blame for something Sirang did.

He cursed under his breath for the man to become impotent. .

‘’He owes me a double bonus this Christmas.’’ He sighed, taking off his glasses and rubbing his temple.

“He was...busy? With some, uh, paperwork? and uh, It got pushed off.’’ He paused trying to make up lies as he knowing deep down he was totally and royally...FUCKED.

“I see.’’

Holding his chest, he gave a sigh of relief.

Gi-gun: This family is going to be the death of me. _:(´ཀ`」 ∠):_

…

When Sirang had finally come back out of the study the sun was hiding behind a cluster of clouds. He looked around the room unconsciously looking for Jun to say good-bye.

Looking to the couch Jun slept soundly curled in a ball. He kneeled in front of him, admiring his handsome features from his v-shaped chin to his long, dark-brown eyelashes.

In his hand, the TV remote was starting to slip.

Smiling to himself, he poked his cheek gently.

‘’He’s so cute.’’ He muttered to himself.

In a gentle stroke, Sirang brushed Jun's dark brown bangs from his face.

His blue eyes filled with unwavering love and tenderness. After carefully removing the remote from his hand, he placed it on the stand on the other side of the couch.

Picking Jun up off the couch, his head falling out of his arms.

In his sleep, the man mumbled incoherent words as he tried to wiggle out of Sirangs’ arms.

Gently shushing him, he made his way towards the bedroom. He opened the door using his back.

Setting him down on the soft bed, he covered him with the off-white blanket, Brushing the bangs out of Juns’ face once and leaned down gently kissing his forehead whispering closely in his ear.

‘’I love you.’’

Sirang walked towards the door, his expression unreadable and cold as he stepped out of the bedroom, closing the door behind him.