Mrs. Im scoffed. Since Kwon Youngjae had so thoroughly drawn a line and acted cold, she had given up on Secretary Kim. She had even tentatively suggested the matchmaking meeting to Heewon, but he hadn’t readily agreed. She had already let go of hope there.
“I’m busy, so I’ll leave first.”
He pressed his hand to the floor and stood up. His tall frame stretched even taller. Clenching his phone as if about to crush it, Kwon Youngjae looked down at Mrs. Im.
“Where is this matchmaking meeting?”
His tone was icy, but his expression seemed ready to explode. Mrs. Im was stunned at this unfamiliar side of her son.
“Oh my, look at him.” She quickly covered her mouth but couldn’t hide her bursting laughter.
The phone rang again, long and persistent. Heewon wrapped both hands tightly around the vibrating phone, staring only at the screen.
“Is that Kwon Youngjae again?”
“Yes.”
“Didn’t you say it’s your day off today?”
“That’s true... but I think I have to answer.”
Given how many times the calls came through, it must be urgent. No matter the holiday, how could he just ignore this?
Kim Seokjun glanced first at the trembling phone, then at Heewon’s tense face. After calmly sipping his coffee, he said,
“I told you to ignore it. It’s fine.”
“Huh?”
“Try not answering again. See how he reacts.”
Just then, the call ended. Heewon clutched the phone like it was his lifeline and looked up.
“Isn’t it a bit careless to speak of someone else’s business so casually?”
“I’m Youngjae’s closest friend. I’m pretty sure he realized we’re on a matchmaking meeting.”
“......”
“If it was work, he’d have sent a text, not keep calling nonstop. Don’t you know Kwon Youngjae? That means he’s a mess.”
Kim Seokjun grinned confidently.
“He must be getting desperate too. Ah, better turn the phone off.”
That wasn’t reassuring at all. Heewon eyed Kim Seokjun suspiciously. Kwon Youngjae called again, and every time the vibration sounded harshly, Heewon’s pupils trembled along.
Eventually, Heewon rejected the call and turned the phone off completely.
Now, even I don’t know. My reckless misstep made my heart race nonstop.
He slipped the silent phone into his coat pocket and continued the conversation.
Unlike the awkwardness at first, he surprisingly got along well with Kim Seokjun. He even thought that maybe psychiatry suited Seokjun better than pediatrics, since he had a calming effect on people. Perhaps because they didn’t see each other as romantic partners, their talk flowed smoothly.
“What do you like—Korean, Japanese, Western, or Chinese food?”
Seokjun said he knew all the local good restaurants and opened the map app on his phone. His saved restaurant list was full.
“Hmm, I think Korean food sounds good today.”
“Korean food, okay. There’s a decent place here at the hotel too. Take a look.”
Showing the screen, Heewon tilted his head. They closely examined photos of menus side by side. Indeed, the food looked delicious and well-reviewed.
“Looks good. Let’s go here.”
“I want to try a course menu, but the portions are a bit large. If you’re okay, Heewon, maybe we can order a course. You’re not a picky eater, right?”
“No, I’m hungry now, so I can eat just about anything...”
As he lifted his head slightly, Heewon’s eyes caught sight of a man walking into the lounge.
His face looked so fierce that Heewon froze, still bent at the waist.
“Get up.”
Kwon Youngjae suddenly appeared by his side and grabbed Heewon’s wrist tightly. The chair scraped loudly as it slid, drawing everyone’s attention.
“Executive Director!”
Heewon was forcibly pulled up from the chair. The strong grip squeezed his wrist painfully, but he didn’t have time to care. He hurriedly scanned the surroundings.
“Youngjae, I’m here too. Say hello.”
Kim Seokjun waved his hand gently, his face showing he’d expected things to turn out like this.
Kwon Youngjae glanced briefly at him, then turned his head away. The only person he saw now was Kim Heewon. Ignoring his calls, joking with Kim Seokjun, and now distractedly looking around—he glared fiercely at the man.
His anger flared so fiercely his eyeballs burned. Trying to suppress his irritation, he closed his eyes, but only his eyelids trembled.
Heewon grabbed his coat with his free hand.
“Seokjun, sorry. Let’s have our meal next time...”
“Come with me.”
Before finishing the sentence, he was dragged out. It felt almost like being taken away. One arm held, Heewon had no time to think while chasing after Kwon Youngjae’s hurried steps. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
“Executive Director, people are watching.”
He tried to stop him, but Kwon didn’t even acknowledge it. With a stern face, eyes fixed straight ahead, Kwon strode toward the elevator.
The door opened just then, and people spilled out. Inside the empty elevator, Kwon pushed Heewon against the wall as soon as the door closed. Before it even shut, their lips met.
“Ugh.”
The brutal kiss left no room to breathe. Heewon had to frown. The tongue inside his mouth tangled fiercely, as if to tear out his own tongue by the root. The saliva he couldn’t swallow was sucked straight into Kwon’s mouth. Along with sharp pain came strange pleasure.
He was jealous in the most intense way. Heewon never imagined Kwon Youngjae would lose reason like this. No wonder their hearts were racing madly. Both his and Kwon’s.
Before he knew it, Heewon’s arms wrapped around Kwon’s broad shoulders. Though there was a CCTV in the corner, they didn’t care who saw, mixing wet tongues.
Arriving at the basement, they were hurried away again. No time even to wipe the wet lips. Standing in front of Kwon Youngjae’s carelessly parked car, Heewon was thrown into the back seat like luggage.
Kwon slammed the door violently behind him. He immediately cornered Heewon and shot a fierce glare.
“...Ha, damn.”
His large hand messed up Heewon’s hair at will. Looking so nicely dressed was what annoyed him most. Who was he trying to impress? Who was he trying to seduce?
He didn’t like the clothes Heewon was wearing either. Kwon hooked his fingers into the knit covering Heewon’s neck and pulled it aside. The bite marks on the pale nape remained clearly visible.
“Isn’t it shameless to come to a matchmaking meeting with the marks I left?”
Until then, Heewon silently watched Kwon’s actions and slowly straightened up. He wrapped his arms tightly around the frustrated man.
He could feel the pounding heartbeat through their chests. It was probably anger and excitement, but now he understood what feelings were inside.
“Executive Director, you like me, right?”
“What?”
“I like you. And today, I realized for sure that you like me a lot, too.”
The large body held in his arms suddenly stiffened. Heewon cautiously lifted his head.
Looking directly into Kwon Youngjae’s eyes still burning with fierce anger, he said,
“But I won’t be a second option or a fuck buddy. I’m not someone worthless enough to be treated like that.”
“......”
“If you’re going to like me, I want you to show it properly. If you don’t like that, I’ll give up. Staying just as colleagues is fine too.”
Heewon took a deep breath. There was no need for tedious explanations—we weren’t children.
Heewon looked at him with clear determination.
“So, let’s date. Kwon Youngjae.”
His gaze trembled for a moment. His tightly closed lips quivered slightly as he struggled to hold back words, and his dark eyes no longer hid their confusion.
Heewon realized late. Kwon Youngjae had never been aware of his own feelings until now. His tough shell was breaking because of the confession.
Without hesitation, Kwon Youngjae pressed his lips against his. Their breaths mingled hotly, and his firm, persistent hand grabbed Heewon’s neck tightly—as if never to let go again.
As their wet tongues tangled inside, Heewon’s heart beat wildly again. He pulled on Kwon’s collar. Overflowing emotions and pheromones made it hard to keep his mind clear. freewebnøvel.coɱ
After sucking so much that their lips were soaked, they barely caught their breath. Heewon murmured with their noses touching.
“You haven’t answered yet.”
Kwon bit his lip tightly. Even as he caught his breath, the heat he couldn’t hide flickered in his eyes.
“Okay, let’s date.”