A/N: Hi, friends! For those of you who don't know, I'm Lumi and I make things up as we go along. Now, I used to post for Fairy Tail on these lovely Mondays, but I finished that story last week. And now, we're here. You're probably wondering how I got into this situation. Well, you see, it all started almost three years ago when I decided to start posting for Black Butler and my story list only grew from there. Last year, I posted a miniseries for Mystic Messenger where I gave each character their own route, not going off canon too much, but more or less random little ideas from my noggin. I might do that again, but right now, we're going to focus on my husband Jumin. Not that I don't also love my little Seven, but when I want the kinkier side of things, we have Jumin. Disclaimer: This chapter isn't going to get kinky. I'm not starting it off with naughty chapters. Maybe later. So, kick back, friends. Get yourselves a snack, a drink. Hell, run yourself a bath and get a glass of wine (I'm good with a merlot while you're pouring). And enjoy.

Update: Thank you to AbsurdOtakuGirl for pointing out the flaws in the site. I'm sorry to those of you whose first taste of this story was code. I try to make sure that doesn't happen, but sometimes, these things slip through. Again, I'm so sorry. Try this instead. :)

Alright. C&R. Wasn't my number one choice on my list of internships, but it's what I got. I can make the best of it. I was told I'd be assisting the CFO's assistant. A bit of an oxymoron to me, but I'm not here to point those kinds of things out. Besides, I could assist his assistant. Easy. I'm sure. I hope. I'm ready for this. All I have to do is walk into the building. I went up to reception where the woman behind the counter had the most chronic case of resting bitch face I have ever seen in my life. Is that going to happen to me in my time here? God, I hope not.

"Hi," I treaded lightly, not wanting to make enemies on my first day.

"Can I help you?" she drawled, clearly loving her life.

"I'm looking for Jaehee Kang," I kept things short. Something tells me the less time I spend with her, the better off I'll be.

"Hello, MC," a striking woman with an armful of paperwork against her chest came out of the elevator, "It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Jaehee Kang."

"I found Jaehee," RBF went back to her thumb twiddling and her blog maintenance.

"Forgive me," Jaehee apologized, "I wanted to be down here sooner, but things got rather hectic in the boardroom."

"It's fine," I allowed, "I haven't been waiting long."

"Alright then." I hated to think like this about my new boss, but this chick was wound all to hell. She was a couple minutes late and she seems to think I'll take her out behind the woodshed like she's Ol' Yeller for it. I'm starting to think I shouldn't have settled for C&R, "I understand it's your first day, so I'll try not to overwhelm you."

"No," I shook my head, empathy filling my heart, "I don't overwhelm easy. Give me as much as you need to. I'm here to help you any way I can."

I could've sworn I saw a lone tear trail down Jaehee's cheek. Instead of breaking down completely, she simply smiled. And I couldn't help but admire her for it, "Thank you, MC. You may be the prodigal child spoken of in hushed whispers. Come with me. I'll show you where you can work."

I followed Jaehee into the elevator that I never thought would end. We must be on the top floor. And my mother said that my internship wouldn't get me anywhere. It does make sense, though. Considering Jaehee's boss ran this place when the chairman wasn't here, it's only right that he'd be up here. After she showed me her desk and mine, we went to an office surrounded by frosted glass with a name etched on the door.

"I know it's only your first day," Jaehee began, "And I don't want to scare you off, but behind this door is Mr. Han's office."

"If you don't mind me asking," I gave her a look, "Why would that scare me off?"

"Mr. Han can be a bit…" she stopped herself for a moment, "Let's just say he can be a bit of a handful. And he can be very demanding. That's why I have you."

"I'm not afraid," I assured, "It's like my dad always said. At the end of the day, we all put our pants on one leg at a time."

"Hold onto that sunny optimism," Jaehee insisted, "Because you're going to need it."

How bad could Mr. Han be? I'm sure he's a perfectly good man that runs his company like a well-oiled machine. I mean, sure. Jaehee has worked for him longer and knows the ins and outs of how Mr. Han works better than I do. But honestly, how bad could he possibly be? Take no shit, do no harm, and fear no man. Thanks, Dad!

"Mr. Han?" Jaehee knocked on the door, cracking it slightly. All I could see was her shoulder. Damn my shortness! I got up on my tiptoes for a better look. A man had his head resting on his desk. I can only assume that was Mr. Han. This was not what I pictured when Jaehee told me about him. A little more mortal and a little less pitchfork and horns, "Are you alright, sir?"

"You know my schedule better than anyone in this building, Assistant Kang," he groaned into his desktop, his voice still very commanding, "Why did you take my place at today's board meeting?"

"Because the chairman invited you to lunch?"

"And what does that do to me?"

"Drains you, ages you horribly, and gives you a terrible headache," Jaehee cowered a little. Was I supposed to seek cover, too?

"And why do I not have aspirin on my desk?" he growled. There it was. There's the horns and the pitchfork. Jaehee did say Mr. Han could be a handful.

"I'll get you some right away," she bowed.

"Only one thing could make me feel better," Mr. Han let out a heavy sigh, "Assistant Kang, go check on Elizabeth III. Make sure she's doing ok. She must be awfully lonely without me."

"Yes, sir," Jaehee looked pissed. Like she was about to stab someone. Now, I should probably take cover. Jaehee and I left Mr. Han to his throbbing head and she pulled me aside, "Alright, MC. I'm sorry to do this to you on your first day, but you'll need to get Mr. Han some aspirin. If I sent you to check on Elizabeth, he'd fire me. Or worse."

"No problem," I chirped, "Where would I find some?"

"In the breakroom," she directed me, "And with sparkling water. Chilled, not room temperature."

"Two aspirin, chilled sparkling water," I repeated back to her, "Got it."

"Thank you, MC," Jaehee smiled, "Make me proud. I know it doesn't sound like it's a difficult task, but if there's one thing Mr. Han excels at, it's making things complicated. But I really shouldn't be talking about him like this. I'll be back soon."

"Ok," I waved her off, "Good luck!"

I had no idea who Elizabeth was, but by the way Jaehee was talking about her, she's very important to Mr. Han. So, the breakroom, huh? Down the hall, a left, turn, a right turn, and the second door on the right. There we are. In the upper cabinet, closest to the wall. I made a mental note in case this kind of thing happens again. And because Mr. Han is particular, a bottle of sparkling water from the back of the bridge where it should be at its coldest. Only here for a few hours and I'm already kicking ass at this whole intern thing! And now, for the moment of truth.

With slight caution, I walked back into Mr. Han's office. This time, he had switched positions to his futon. At least he wouldn't be hunched over his desk anymore. That can't be good for him. And it didn't look comfortable in the least bit. I've been in that situation in class when a migraine hit. Getting up is actual hell. I approached him with caution, "Mr. Han?"

Instantly, he shot a glare at me that I'm sure my grandchildren felt, "Who are you? You're not Assistant Kang."

"No," I clarified, holding my ground, "I'm her intern."

"Intern?" Mr. Han wondered, "When did we hire a new intern?"

"She hired me," I told him. Sorry for throwing you under the bus, Jaehee, "Last week, I think."

"Oh," he relaxed a little more, "What do you want? I'm in no mood for fresh blooded interns with their eager faces on."

"I brought you your aspirin and your water, sir," I gave him his tithe.

"Thank you," Mr. Han threw back the two blue tablets like they were nothing. All of a sudden, a look of shock crossed his face, "Aspirin and my right water?"

"Yes, sir."

He studied me a little closer, "What did you say your name was?"

"I didn't," I corrected him, "It's MC."

"And you're still in school?" Mr. Han asked.

"Yes, sir," I nodded, "Graduating this year."

"That's good," he sat up, offering me a seat, "Come sit with me."

"Yes, sir," I joined him. Mr. Han pulled his phone out and did a quick search.

"I see you're one of the top of your class, too," he pointed out. Did he just Google me? Because he could've just asked, "I'm impressed. Do you plan on staying here after graduation?"

"If you'll let me," I chuckled under my breath.

"Can I ask you a question?" Mr. Han finished off his water.

"Sure."

"How do you feel about cats?" he asked, sitting back a little more.

"Cats?" I thought it over, "They're ok. I don't have a problem with them. Why?"

"It pains me knowing my sweet Elizabeth is all alone," Mr. Han let out a heavy, depressed sigh, "I hate leaving her every day."

"Yeah," I felt a sudden ache in my chest, "I know the feeling."

"You do?" he gave me a look.

"I got a baby at home, too," I lamented, "I hate leaving him. People have a lot of misconceptions about him, but he really is a big baby."

Mr. Han's eyes softened. A little less murderous and a little more…I don't know. Peaceful, "You do understand."

"Mr. Han," Jaehee came back, a bit disheveled, "Elizabeth is just fine. When I left her, she was sleeping on the bed."

"Good," he praised, "Assistant Kang, go check on the new project. I want a full report before you leave today."

"Yes, sir," she bowed, "Come on, MC."

"No," Mr. Han stopped her, "Leave MC here."

Excuse me? I thought I was going to actually get something accomplished with Jaehee today, but I'm guessing I stay with the top of the food chain. Jaehee was just as lost as I was, "Yes, sir. But may I ask why?"

"Reasons," he sent her off, leaving the two of us alone. Again. I'm sure everything's fine, "Now, MC…Tell me about your baby."

"My baby?" my heart melted at the thought of my lovable Apollo, waiting for me at home, "Well, he's a good, cuddly boy. And I don't know what I'd do without him. He's…I know this might sound kind of lame, but I don't have very many friends. That's what I have him for. He really is my best friend."

"Me, too," Mr. Han understood, "I wish I could take Elizabeth III with me when I come to work, but HR said I couldn't anymore. Some of the other employees complained, claiming they were allergic and that having a cat wandering around here was unprofessional. They don't understand that she brightens the office. And the worry she causes me when I'm away…What a mess."

"You know," I suggested, "You could always set up cameras in your house. That way, you can check in any time you want and see what she's doing."

"Actually…" Gears started turning in his head, "That's not a half bad idea. It's MC, right?"

"Yes, sir," I confirmed.

"You were a good hire," Mr. Han approved, "I like you. You get what it's like to be a loving pet parent. You could be a better fit here than I thought. Maybe I should put you on a project sometime soon. You could handle that, couldn't you?"

"Absolutely!"

"Tell you what," he allowed, "Why don't you call it a day? Say I have a bleeding heart, but you should go be with him. What's his name?"

"Apollo," I couldn't fight back a smile if I wanted to.

"Go be with him," Mr. Han smiled with me. Wow…He's definitely not like I thought he'd be. I don't understand what Jaehee has to complain about.

"Thank you, Mr. Han," I bowed out and headed home. I missed the big baby waiting for me. And it was so nice of Mr. Han to let me go home just for him. When I got back to my little one-bedroom apartment, I unlocked my front door and threw my bag down on the chair. The pounding of giant paws thumped against the hardwood floor as a giant, gray pit bull came running from my bedroom. Without hesitation, he laid down at my feet, waiting for a belly rub. I couldn't say no to that. I scratched on his belly, making his back leg go apeshit, "Hi, Apollo! Did you miss me?"

A/N: I love Jumin's one track mind. He's always got Elizabeth on the brain. And I hope you guys are going to stick around for next week. Because next week is going to be a little faster paced than this. And I can't wait to share it with you. See you next chapter! xx