Commotion at Home
Yejun pinched the bridge of his nose as his hands continued to click his ballpen. He was beyond stressed. It's been exactly two weeks since he has had sex with his pet, and he needed a stress reliever; Eungoo was out of the question.
Ever since he made that deal with Kim Kangdae, he's been preparing to launch the technology as planned. He planned to first release it to the foundation that had helped his beloved childhood friend that had passed not so long ago. Since he is a man of his word, he will do anything to keep his promise.
"Hyung," Wonshik placed a hot cup of coffee on his hyung's desk. He gave him a sad smile and began to take in Park Yejun's features. "Are you okay?"
"Fine." He deadpanned as he grabbed the cup of coffee and muttered thanks to his dongsaeng. He sighed and closed his eyes, trying to memorize the delicious coffee. He has always liked Wonshik's coffee and no one in the company knows how to make great coffee like him. Before, he tried to find out what he puts in them but he just smiles and wave him off. He promised the older that it wasn't poison and that he would always drink from the cup to prove a point.
"You don't need to lie to me." Wonshik said as he grabbed the cup from Yejun's hand. Yejun watched as he took a sip that then turned into a full chug.
"YAH!" Yejun furrowed his brows and slapped Wonshik's arm. "What… none for me?" he complained.
"Don't be such a baby. Here." Wonshik grabbed the porcelain teapot on the side that he brought with him.
Yejun cocked his head to the side with utmost confusion. "A teapot?"
"I thought it looked nice since I just found it neglected at the far end corner of your cabinet. Like who would want to have tea with you?" He spoke with a hint of sarcasm that was hard to miss.
'Eungoo' he thought. He missed the boy. He missed his perfect sweet submissive.
"Eungoo, right?"
Yejun widened his eyes and stayed still not wanting to meet Wonshik's knowing gaze.
"You clearly have that 'I miss him so much' look on your face. Really… You're whipped."
"I AM NOT WHIPPED."
"Watched you whipped… Watched you nae nae… Watched you whipped whipped… watched you nae nae" Wonshik began to sing and vibe to the song that he suddenly remembered as he continued to irritate Yejun.
"WHAT?!" Yejun yelled in disbelief.
Wonshik gave out a heartily laugh and held his temple at his fuming hyung. "Seriously though, just go home. I bet that soft giant misses you too you know."
Yejun sighed and looked outside from behind his swiveling chair. "I guess so." He then stood up and grabbed his coat, getting ready to leave.
"Here… I got them already for you and I have called your household that you'd be home for lunch." Wonshik chirped.
"Awww. How thoughtful." Yejun chuckled as he took the bouquet of flowers. He bit his lips and hummed. "Do you think it's over the top… He is just a pet…"
Wonshik slapped his hyung's chest and gave him a look of disbelief. "He's sensitive.-"
"Not exactly."
"Just don't break him. He's still useful." Wonshik warned. "No go. Shoo!"
Yejun scowled at Wonshik's attitude but left his office none the less. He smiled as he hopped on his audi and drove off… He couldn't wait to see Eungoo.
He was excited to see him and spend time with him and maybe… just maybe wound up in bet doing the most erotic things ever.
He wasn't expecting to come home without his pet home. Yejun stood at the gates with a dumbfound expression that slowly turned into rage.
"What the fuck happened here?!" He exclaimed.
"Mr. Park, we can explain-"
"Why the fuck is my truck down the road?! You let an intruder in my home?!?!"
"Mr. Park!" Irene yelled as she ran across the field and panted as soon as she reached her boss. "Eungoo… Took… truck…" she said in between her pants.
Yejun breathed in heavily. His fists were closing and opening as he breathed. He was livid. His eyes darkened and went straight up towards Irene. The maid braced herself for what's to come; she blamed herself for the lack of keeping an eye on Eungoo and she was ready to receive that punishment, may it be death.
Yejun flipped up Irene's skirt and grabbed the hand held gun that was strapped on her thigh. He then shot his men in the head as he locked eyes with Irene. Each shot had a deadly ring. He emptied out the magazine.
"Get me my truck… and Eungoo. If not, it's your head next only… much… much more painful." He whispered. He then shoved the gun on Irene's chest and went back to his car. "There better be lunch or the maids are in it for tonight."
Irene snapped out of it and quickly took out her phone. "You idiots better have prepared the table or we're all dinner for the hounds."
She ended the call and sighed as he starred at the road where Eungoo took. "Idiot Eungoo. Why the fuck did you that?"
She then began to drag the dead bodies by the ankles and pulled each on to the side. "Ms. Irene," a woman interrupted her. She was taller than Irene's 5'6"and had a vibrant red hair that was cropped short resembling a man's haircut. She had her denim trousers with a mustard yellow sweater underneath. Just her smile was enough to ease Irene's heart.
"Jane! Hi" Irene scolded herself as she gave out a lame greeting to her.
"Hi. I'll take care of those for you."
"It's fine. You must be busy."
"My work's done, Irene. I don't have that much to do today anyway. Cleaning up these idiots, won't be such a hassle anyway."
Irene smiled and unconsciously tucked her hair behind her ear, a habit when she suddenly becomes shy. She's known Jane even before she started working for Park Yejun as a maid. As the years went by she still couldn't hold a proper conversation with the woman without making things awkward.
Jane giggled and handed her phone to Irene. The other gasped and felt completely giddy inside, thinking that Jane wanted her number.
"I-uh… hit the truck with a tracker." Jane said and pointed to the red dot that was moving on the screen.
"Oh." Irene said with a heavy heart. She glanced at the screen and back at Jane. "Thank you."
Before she could take her leave, Jane held her gently by the arm and said, "Take care. I-uh… wanted to show you something… and uh… you're too cool to die like them. I mean-"
"Shhhh…" Irene shushed her with an index finger placing it on Jane's soft luscious lips. "I get it… I'll be back in one piece." She winked and ran off.
Jane smiled and slapped her cheeks a little, trying her best not to overdo it. "Smooth." She chuckled.
"Fucking Kim Eungoo." Irene muttered under her breath as she ran to the servants' quarters and quickly changed into something casual that could help her blend in the crowd. She was feeling over the moon and at the same time dreadful as she was tasked to bring home the rebel of a pet of Park Yejun.
*****
Wonshik smiled to himself as he also decided to surprise his sweet Kwan at the university. And since he wanted to be discrete as possible he used his Chevrolet Camaro; his definition of being discrete and a show-off just for his sweet maid. As soon as he pulled up infront of the gates of Seoul University, he noticed a familiar-looking monster truck that was parked in the school's parking lot. He gasped when he saw the very familiar plate. He had a bad feeling about this.
"Yah! Hyung! Are you at Seoul Uni?" He asked Yejun as soon as the other picked up his call.
"No… Why?"
"Your truck…" Wonshik trailed off and noticed the big bike strapped at the carriage of the truck. "and your Kawasaki Ninja H2R is here."
"WONSHIK! Pay attention! Kim Eungoo had escaped! I need you to bring him to me alive… and make sure that my babies aren't ruined or I swear-"
Wonshik hung up on his hyung and quickly parked his car beside the truck. And when he got off another familiar motorcycle parked beside him.
"Irene?" Wonshik was sort of astounded by Yejun's maid in her none working clothes.
"He's going to have my head and the rest of the maid's if I don't bring him back!"
"Wait wait wait!!!" Wonshik blocked her path and sighed. "We're both dead if Eungoo escapes. I know why he's here."
"Oh?" Irene cocked a brow and crossed her arms over her chest, feeling unimpressed. "How so?"
"That's not important! You need to guard these." Points to the truck and big bike. "And I'll go get them."
"Them?"
"Like I said, I know why he's here."