Vol. 2 Chapter 13:
Translated by Naralara
Edited by Naralara
“Haa.”
The mont he laid down on the bed, it felt like his body was being sucked under him. It was insufficient to say that it was a tiring day. He had to dry his hair before going to bed, but he didn’t have the energy to do so.
In the recording studio, Choi Inseop had to lay down on two chairs and listen to Lee Wooyeon’s recording. When he returned to the office to return the car after recording, he was literally surrounded by a crowd of reporters. With the help of other office staff, he managed to get into the building. There, he ran into CEO Kim, who was filled with resentnt.
‘Why are the wheels in this shape, what the hell are all these scratches, how the hell did he drive the car to make it look like this!’ CEO Kim went round and round around the car, nagging. Inseop was so intimidated that he apologized.
“How could Inseop do this to !”
CEO Kim shouted as he hugged the Ferrari bonnet. Even with ten mouths, there was nothing he could say. Inseop recalled the amount of money he had accumulated in his bank account. The mont he made up his mind to sincerely apologize to CEO Kim while offering that, Lee Wooyeon, who had been away for a while, appeared.
‘I drove the car well.’
CEO Kim’s expression hardened at Lee Wooyeon’s words. Inseop lowered his shoulders even more than before and lowered his head.
‘Did Lee Wooyeon drive it?’
‘…I’m sorry.’
Inseop nodded to the question in a crawling voice. CEO Kim looked at Lee Wooyeon and stamred while saying ‘you, you.’
‘Are you glad?’
‘What?’
‘Both doors are intact.’
It was a voice like a high-quality chocolate which, if you put it in your mouth and close your eyes, you can hear the trumpet sound of the heavens. Lee Wooyeon narrowed his eyes and smiled, saying, “I’ll be going,” and grabbed Inseop’s arm. At that mont, Inseop could read the childish cry in CEO Kim’s eyes without a doubt.
‘… How could Inseop do this to …?’
While being dragged away by Lee Wooyeon, Inseop apologized with his mouth open. As he was about to get to the van, Lee Wooyeon took out a car key with the letter M from his pocket and held it. ‘Let’s ride this.’ Without giving Inseop a chance to answer, Lee Wooyeon walked to CEO Kim’s second favorite car, Maybach. He said he had sothing to do, and it seed that he had brought the car keys from CEO Kim’s office. CEO Kim ran towards them crying, but Lee Wooyeon started the engine without hesitation and got out of the parking lot. Of course, accompanied by Choi Inseop.
When asked why he did that, Lee Wooyeon pointed to the script. It was a sha that CEO Kim had Inseop hand over the script. Inseop didn’t say anything. When they arrived at Lee Wooyeon’s house, they were once again surrounded by a cloud of reporters. Fortunately, they couldn’t follow them all the way into the parking lot, so they managed to escape.
‘Tomorrow will be worse. What are you going to do?’
Lee Wooyeon, who got out of the car, laughed. He was referring to withdrawing the statent even now. Inseop shook his head.
It was past 12 o’clock when he picked him up and returned ho. As soon as he arrived, he took care of the cat food, took a shower, and laid down. It was 1:00. There were many tis when he had a tight schedule that was incomparably tighter than this, but today it felt much more difficult with the addition of ntal fatigue.
“…I will die.”
Tomorrow was the day of the production presentation. He had to move early in the morning.
Inseop gripped the side of the bed to find his phone. He was about to set an alarm, but the phone rang.
It was Lee Wooyeon.
“Yes: Hello.”
Inseop got up from his seat and answered the phone.
“No.”
Lee Wooyeon’s voice was languid, probably lying on the bed.
“I’m going to sleep now.”
“It’s because I was just doing this and that.”
Inseop replied, “Yes,” as he laid down on the bed.
Inseop jumped up again.
“If you want sothing to eat, should I buy it for you?”
“…”
There was a high probability that it seed to point at him.
Today too, Lee Wooyeon tried to hold onto Inseop to let him sleep at his place. The point of the argunt was that it would be difficult to pick him up early tomorrow morning, so why bother going back? In terms of facts, Lee Wooyeon’s opinion was right a hundred tis. However, if he looked at the underlying intentions, it was an offer he should never accept.
“…If you eat sothing late at night, you won’t be able to digest it.”
Inseop refused as politely as possible. On the other side of the phone, Lee Wooyeon’s laughter was heard. Inseop fixed his cell phone. When he closed his eyes and listened to Lee Wooyeon’s voice like this, he felt a little tired.
“…!”
The sudden confession made his heart race. Fearing that he might hear his heart pounding, Inseop wrapped himself in a blanket.
“… too.”
Inseop answered in the lowest possible voice so that no one could hear. His feet felt itchy when they ca out of the blanket.
It was a light scolding.
“That’s…”
Of course, if he slept at Lee Wooyeon’s house and prepared himself, he could have slept two more hours. It was worth saying that it was killing two birds with one stone because he could see his lover as much as he? wanted to see. However, the quality of sleep will not be what he expects.
Lee Wooyeon thought of Inseop and only had sex once a week. But that didn’t an he could spend the rest of the night quietly. He didn’t just insert it, but he did everything that could be done. Of course, there were rare nights when nothing was done.
But on days like that, Lee Wooyeon hugged Inseop and wouldn’t let go. He bit his ear lobe or neck, or kneaded his lower part all night. The next day, he was rubbed to the point that it was difficult to sit properly.
“That, so…”
“No. I don’t want to interfere with the schedule tomorrow, so I’m sleeping here. I don’t want to be late.”
Lee Woo-eon briefly summarized Choi Inseop’s long excuse. Inseop tried hard to find a replacent word, but the ti to answer was already far gone.
He said that as if he was genuinely worried.
“It’s not that it’s uncomfortable. I have a habit of sleeping alone all the ti.”
Lee Wooyeon burst into laughter. The sudden burst of laughter ceased without warning, like a midsumr shower.
Inseop unknowingly crouched under the sheet.
He was definitely on the phone with his lover, and this person really likes him, but why did he feel so cold.
“I will try.”
“No. It’s okay.”
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