He has a soft side too

The sun reached the west side; it was the end of the day. 

All members stood and bowed as Dae-Hyeon left the department. "Thank you, boss." 

Sun-Hwa also left.

While Sun-Hwa was about to turn to head towards the bus stop, Dae-Hyeon pulled his car over near her. "Get in!"

She looked at him with a hassled expression. "I can use the bus," she firmed, heading to the bus stop.

He got off, ran to her, and cuffed her hands together. "Give me a chance to gain your love," he proclaimed with a pleading look on his face. He took his chance at her one-second diverted emotion, pulled her to his car, and opened the front seat door for her.

She shook her head as if she had no way to escape from him and got in. He then tenderly closed the door and rushed to the driver's seat.

"Awe, our new boss is so handsome! I couldn't stop my heart from throbbing," Intern Hyein exclaimed, widening Sun-Hwa's eyes in fright. Dae-Hyeon was pleased, purposely pausing his hand from starting the engine.

"Yes, me too, Hyein!" Another intern, Joi, also joined, causing their co-worker, Dohan, to grimace. His hands even tried to cover his face from Passeby's disgusted glance.

"So... they two-"

"Shhh!!" Sun-Hwa pressed her hands over his mouth before he could speak fully. She turned back, checking through the closed window. The interns were passing the car she was in.

Only after that did a relaxed breath escape her lips, keeping her gaze on them as she walked towards the bus stop. She reduced the pressure on her hand and pulled it back, resting it on her lap.

As she realised the car hadn't turned on yet, she turned her face to him, only to find him in a frozen posture. His craving grey eyeball fixed at her as if it were asking for another touch.

"Start the car!" She yelled, and a glint of wrath clogged his lust that splashed from his gaze. He shook his head and started the engine.

The car smoothly halted in front of the hotel. Dae-Hyeon got off following Sun-Hwa.

They entered the hotel room as well.

"Sun-Hwa," he called for her attention before her feet were assigned the direction to her room. She twirled, turned, and met his nervously trembling eyelashes.

"Can you.."

"Can you?" 

As his stumbling words took long to spill out, she subtly narrowed her eyes at him.

"Can you cook today?" Lastly, he shoved it out, which overcame his stalling. "I'm tired." He appeared to be dingy.

"I will," she said, broadening her shoulder and offering a nonchalant smile that drew a relaxed smile on his face. Before his smile reached its clarity, her other declaration smacked it from being born: "But only for me!"

Spreading out an evil smirk, she opened her room and went in, leaving him with pursed lips and disgruntled.

One hour later, the sky had already been swallowed in the dark. Sun-Hwa came out of her room to cook. She got a glimpse of Dae-Hyeon napping on the couch before taking steps further.

However, she walked further, like his tired nap didn't have enough power to grab her sympathy. She tied up her hair into a bun and wore an apron before washing vegetables in tap water. Those vegetables were enough to suppress one person's hunger.

Time passed as the clouds shrouded the bright full moon. She completed cooking and also had her dinner alone while Dae-Hyeon was sleeping on the couch like a dead person.

After washing the last dish, she put it aside and whipped her wet hand on her skirt. A glint of sympathy hushed out from her lips as she sighed before looking at him. She emptied her roughness towards him and moved to him.

She seated her butt smoothly on a sofa table, fixing her sight on him napping facing the ceiling. 

"Dae-Hyeon," her voice came out mildly, reaching out her fingers to get a touch of his hand that had been resting on his up-and-down moving stomach.

"Sister," a call came from the main door.

"Come in," she allowed. Soobin approached her with packed food and put it near her thigh on the sofa table.

"Thank you, Soobin." She offered a polite, delightful smile, which would make anyone blush in a blink. He winked at her playfully to hide his red-forming cheek.

Getting a sight of Dae-Hyeon, the scowl rented his face, "Did you order this for this bitch?"

She chuckled and shook her head. "No, he is not that bitch." She patted Dae-Hyeon's head and gave a warm gaze at him as yearning crammed her soul. "He has a soft side too."

Her voice was extremely soft and appeared to be kind-hearted this time.

The scowl flew away; confusion ruled his face. Sister loves him? Asked himself.

"Sister, do you love him?" He spoke out.

Carrying disappointment in her face, she looked up at him. Yet she didn't stop caressing his hair. "I did!"

Without delay, it pierced his heart and caused his eyes to brim with tears, but he held it back by biting his lower lips.

"Sorry, sister," he immediately apologised and veered around, walking off at speed as his tears rolled down his cheek.

She pursed her lips, took back her hand, and tried to confound her longing expression before reaching out for his hand again.