Kim Taeyeon
Day 1:
"The price of gold and oil are dropping rapidly, the rapid investments in technology has been overwhelming which caused the descending price of gold and oil. Investors that were once investing in gold and oil are now moving to real estate and most importantly technology." My investment manager speaks as he's presenting the slide to why my company has been unsteady for the last 2 days.
I run my hand through my hair a couple of times unable to take the migraine rising to the side of my head. I'm really tired of this business bullcrap but it makes me money so here I am.
"How are the gold and oil prices standing as of right now?" I angrily mutter.
He flips through a couple of slides and shows me statistics and patterns of the products. "It's showing no signs of ascending sir. We have to act fast and keep our investors in our market or else the company can risk shutting down."
"You think I don't fucking know that?" I say slamming my hand on the table. I'm frustrated as fuck and I don't need some idiot repeating what has been said 5 times.
"Our dollar is doing complete shit because of this, why didn't you for see this before when I hired you to do this specific task? Isn't it your job to see this type of rapid drop? To inform us so ahead of time so we can take action?"
He stutters and sweats profoundly unable to answer me as I stand up in my seat my arms on the table about to flip it on him.
"Isn't this what I hired you for?" I say louder.
"Y-yes sir." He says his hand trembling as he struggles to hold the remote for the PowerPoint.
"Convince the investors to stay on board with us right now, move our investments into a new area; real estate and technology. Link the bond between our gold and oil shares into our new investments and that should stabilize our company for a short period of time. Until then we have to invest in new areas, gold is stable but oil is never. Now get the fuck out of my meeting room everyone."
A cluster of people madly gather their things and try to leave, but I slam the door closed.
"Except you. You're fired. Gather your shit and get the fuck out of my office."
My investment manager looks at me in shock before bowing and packing up his things quickly. Everyone is around the door muttering, feeling sorry for him.
I unlock the door and lean on the door frame letting seeing people shuffle out of the meeting room hastily including him who bows to me again and mutters a sorry.
The look on people's face when they see me walk down the corridor make me even more angry. They look at me as if I murdered an ant. I walk towards my office giving a nod to Sam and slam the door shut.
Day 1 of me returning to the office after being with Steph, and my company is in jeopardy. The decrease of my important assets has been an anchor to my business. I haven't eaten anything since waking up and the pounding throbbing pain in the side of my head isn't helping either.
I open the drawer of my desk and down some pills. I pick up my phone having seen 2 missed calls, and 4 new text messages from 'Boo'. I chuckle at the name, she must've changed it on my phone. I remember me giving her weird looks every time I accidently called her 'Bae.'
Missed Call (1): Boo
Missed Call (2): Boo
Boo: Morning Byuntae, have you eaten yet?
Boo: stop ignoring mee, I'm so bored ;-;
Boo: Taebaby, :cc . I hate staying home talk to meee, are you at a meeting?
Boo: lol k, kys. I don't need you lmfao
I snorted at the last test. Adorable, so adorable I want to go home and just cuddle the living crap out of her.
TaeBear: Sorry, was in a meeting and I haven't eaten yet.
TaeBear: Are you fantasizing about me butt naked? lel ;D
I set my phone on my desk and grab a folder, but the notification sound and the light on my phone projects into my face. I've never seen someone reply that fast before. Poor Steph, she was probably waiting for me to reply back. I pick it up and slide the lock screen open.
Boo: in your dreams you nasty ass byuntae. smhhh. why haven't you eaten yet? do you want me to come by and drop off some food? you should eat, it's not good for you to skip meals. :c
TaeBear: Don't worry about me, hm? I'll eat later, I have a lot of things to do right now.
Boo: taeeeeeeeeeeeeee , please don't forget to eat. ur a big strong independent man who needs his food or he'll die.
TaeBear: stephanieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, I'll be fine. I'm just really busy, company in a bad state right now.
Boo: okay, i won't bother you anymore. text me or call me when you're done please? :s
TaeBear: Mhm, will do bbycakes * xoxoxo
Boo: lol ew.
I place the phone down again, pulling at my hair. This is going to be one long week.
Day 3:
"No listen to me Siwon, you walking bag of fat. I specifically assigned thi-"
"Siwon, Siwon don't you ever fucking cut me off. I will make you disappear off the face of earth and make sure you business goes along with you to the deep depths of hell you stupid doughnut."
"Yeah I called you a doughnut, you know why? You're round, plump and full of greasy shit."
"Who the fuck names their kid Siwon?"
"What the fuck did you just say to me? Listen, buddy. I'm trying to negotiate something with you and you're here cussing at me because of my incompetence? S-i-w-o-n."
"What are you going to do? Send a few guys over to try and beat the 'living' shit out of me? Remember what happened to your boy Nicky?"
"You wanna know how I got this scar Siwon?"
"By beating Nick's ass to a pulp and dragging his body back to his dumpster of a house. Does that spark a memory? Answer me Siwon."
"Siwon, Siwon. This is the reason why your mother doesn't fucking love you. News flash, you're adopted."
"We made a deal, remember? He snitched you out, you were the one who took the photo. You were apart of his little threat to me. Now, if you don't want me coming for you, we go along with our deal."
"$5.5 million in my investments by the end of the week or I will come personally to give you a big, nice, high five. In the face. With a brick. Repeatedly." I sneered into the phone.
I end the call interrupting Siwon's pleas, and put the phone in my pocket. Sending threats through the phone verbally was a lot of hard work.
Sam looks at me and furrows her eyebrows. "This is why people call you Satan, Hades etc. You scare your opponents to get what you want."
"It's business Sam, what am I supposed to do? He was being rude to me."
"Mr. Kim, you're 28, one of the wealthiest businessman on earth."
"Mother always told me to treat others the way others treat you." I say sighing.
"You sound like my girlfriend. ' You're 28, one of the wealthiest businessman on earth.' " I say mimicking Stephanie's tone."
"I might as well live up to the name eh? I like to greet myself as the hot walking Satan that has ever set foot on the face of earth. Lighting a path of fire everywhere I step." I said buffing my chest up and flexing my biceps exaggerating every movement I made.
Sam signed and giggled before returning to work.
"But you gotta admit, I'm sexy." I shoot her a nice wink and some finger guns before running into a office planet.
"Nice." She shouts from the other hall. How she saw, I don't know but point is I walked into a plant.
"Shut the fuck up and get back to work." I grumbled and that just makes her snigger some more."
The prices continue to drop and my company becomes even more unstable by the minute, I spent another 2 days in overtime working endlessly with my team to try and recover from the recession. The economy has been doing so poorly in a matter of days and hasn't shown signs of stopping.
I swear I lost like a clump of hair due to stress and me pulling at it. My frustrating of not seeing the one I love is getting to me and the thought of my business collapsing makes me want to fire my entire workload.
What made my day worse was that there was a parade happening below my building on the streets, which caused lots of attraction. The blaring noises of pop music, noise makers, drunk people and the occasional screaming triggered me.
God please have mercy on me.
Day 5:
This morning, I lost the key to my car, so I had to take my less cooler car that didn't scream - move the fuck away, rich fucker coming your way.
Then I lost my files somewhere in my house so I had to backtrack and return back home to look for them but they weren't there. So I drove back to my office and notice I left my briefcase in my house.
Which made me go back to my place again, but when I went to grab my briefcase off the couch I stubbed my toe on the sofa chair, that made me screech and spew out cuss word repeatedly.
On the way to the office, one of my workers who had a cup of scalding 'non-gmo-fat-free-vegan-peanut-free-extra-whip-cream-no-sugar-large-whatever-the-fuck-soy-bean-latte' in their hands had the audacity to run into me and spill it all over my suit. Which burnt, and ruined my suit.
Then the string of bad luck kept on coming, I went into my office and noticed I didn't have another suit to change into and on top of that, I tripped against myself and of course you'd grab onto something when you're about to fall right? So I grabbed my desk and my hand slipped into the pile of folders, contracts, and paperwork fell all over the floor. My phone also slipped out of my pocket and cracked as it made contact with the floor.
I was so close to losing my shit.
Day 6:
I think I've officially lost it. I've been sitting at my desk for the last 72 hours, I don't think I've even gotten up to take a piss. I'm probably starving myself too, but that's alright. I've drowned myself in work, and to be honest I've been neglecting Stephanie a little bit, but she didn't really show any signs of annoyance toward my work. Which is a good thing, I think. Unless she's planning my funeral and planning to attack me and scold me. I buried my head into my work in the mean time. I didn't hear the knock on my door but the sudden voice startled me.
"Taetae?" A soft voice spoke out.
I prop my head up and see the small petite figure at the door. It was Stephanie, in my hoodie that I recognized really well. She makes anything look good, what the hell. I can't do that, I need my suites and ties and I refuse to wear anything but that. Her hair was swept to one shoulder and she wore those brow line glasses. I never knew she wore glasses, but she looked hella cute. Her hands were holding a bag of take out poutine, and her eyes smiled into the crescents that I missed so much.
"Fany-ah." I said gently, I stand up and walk towards her.
"Hi. Why do you look homeless?" She pouts, her hand on my shoulder and her other hand fixing my hair. I lean onto her shoulder and we stay like this for a few moments.
"Rough week?" She asks quietly still caressing my back gently.
"Yeah, I'm sorry I've been neglecting you. I'll make it up to your I promise."
"No, it's okay I understand." She lifts my head up and smiles a sincere smile.
"It's getting a bit better, now that you're here. I missed you." I press my forehead to hers picking her up and placing her on my desk. I place the takeout box on my desk and wrap her hands around my waist.
"Stay with me today?" I say, snuggling into the crook of her neck peppering kisses on it.
"Mhm." She runs her hand through my hair before trailing it to my shirt unbuttoning it in the process. Her hand rubs my chest before heading down to my stomach.
My kisses on her quicken and I pull her closer and deeper into me as she straddles my hips. She pulls my hair as if I hadn't lost some this week and I snap my neck back into place to kiss her ear before taking it into my mouth and sucking on it gently.
"Taeyeon-ah." She whispers seductively into my ear.
"Hmm?" I say before I roughly meet her lips again taking her bottom lip into mine.
A knock is heard on my office door. I break the kiss and crane my neck to the door, about to kill someone who interrupted the moment.
"Mr. Kim, you're meeting is in 15 minutes, Mr. Shen is here." Sam says.
Fuck, why does this always happen? The bad luck never stops.
I look at the beauty in front of me, we're both panting frantically, our hair's a mess and we're both partly sweaty. Half of my office crap is on the floor, and my shirts half unbuttoned.
"Okay, I'll be there shortly." I shout back at Sam.
I lean back into Stephanie and kiss her sweetly on the lips.
"I can't believe we just did that." She says, wiping her lip with her thumb, cleaning up that lipstick smudge.
"I can."
"Perv."
"Your perv." I smile at her and pick her up and walk around my desk to place her on my office chair. I hastily pick up all the disorganized supplies on the floor and straighten out my desk. I make my way back to my chair, pulling Stephanie into my lap. She turns around and straddles my waist and kisses me gently on the forehead. She looks at me with worry, but her eyes tell me it's okay.
"You work too hard, you need to eat, I haven't seen you in almost a week and you look like you came off the streets." She wipes the sweat off my face with my satin cloth.
"Don't worry about me. What did you do all week? Did I tell you I've missed you? Nothing beats seeing you in person than in texts, or video call." I say as she buttons up my shirt for me straightening out the wrinkles.
"I did nothing but wait for you to text me." She says while fixing my collar.
"Hm, sorry. Got busy." I say with a frown.
"Stop apologizing, you're a busy man I get it. Stop frowning please, in a couple of years it's going to make an impression into your forehead." She forcefully straights my frown out and rests her head on my shoulder.
"I have to go to a meeting in a couple of minutes, stay here?" I ask not wanting her to go anywhere.
"I will, I told you that. I won't leave you Taetae if that's what you're asking."
"You seemed to take the words right out of my non existent mind." I chuckle, and let her get off me. I take a look in the mirror and notice the red lipstick smudge on my collar.
I look back and see her smiling sheepishly. "Oops." She says with those eye smiles.
"I'll be back." I say as I step out of the office and close the door gently as I take another peek at Stephanie who seems occupied by the things on my desk.
The sound of the keyboard clattering away echoed in my office. I hear Stephanie playing with an assortment of black and silver pens as she sits on my lap as I work away. I've never been more comfortable at work now that she's here.
"Bored?" I say breaking the silence.
"Not really, I like to hear your breathing. It's very therapeutic. You also have cool pens." She says laughing a little bit.
I start to pretend to hyperventilate. She slaps my shoulder playfully and we both laugh filling the room with our melodic chuckles. It soon turned to silence again as I got back to work and she leans back to my chest and I grip her waist tighter. She dozes off into sleep as I rest my chin on her head. Her breathing is now the only thing I hear in my office.
Hours into my work and I can't help but smile at my tiny one asleep on my lap.
"Fany-ah." I call out to her nudging her from her sleep. I can't feel my leg, she slept in such an awkward position I think my leg fell asleep with her too.
She grumbles at my nudge and snuggles into my chest even more. Her schedule is literally 60% going to sleep and 40% of actual productive work.
"Stephi." I call out to her again.
No response.
"PigFany?"
She hits me in the chest but still won't open her eyes.
I pack my briefcase with some important documents, put my phone into my pocket and drape my suit jacket over her. I stand up carrying her bridal style out of the office. We're in the elevator when she opens her eyes and shrieks at the position we're at.
"What are you doing?" She asks wiggling in my hold asking to be put down.
"You wouldn't wake up so I had to carry you." I said nonchalantly.
"Omo, did anyone see?" She asks worriedly.
"It's 2 am Fany-ah, everyone's home by now."
I was about to step out of the elevator when I feel some weight on my back. Stephanie jumped on my back wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. She peers her head on my shoulder kissing me on the neck.
I smell the scent of her shampoo, and sigh in content. I feel my anxieties, the knots in my shoulder and my thoughts in my head clear briefly. I unlock the door and let her slide off me escorting her to my car.
I climb into the drivers seat and I look over to see her completely passed out. The days I wasn't with her made me worry, I pondered if she'd stay up waiting for my goodnight text or call. She's grown more clingy to me as we grew closer together, our relationship forming that stronger bond as days passed by. I've grown dangerously close to her too, to the point where I feel a little bit obsessed with her. Not a moment passes by where I'm not thinking about her. I dug myself a great shit hole, except this shit hole is full of rainbow, unicorn happy stuff and Steph is the center of it all.
The trip back home was silent. I observed Stephanie from a distance driving slowly as to not wake her up on those dumb speed bumps. I open the gate to the mansion, and drive to my garage. With a click of a button the garage opens in which I parked the car into it and opened my door. Tiptoeing around the car and opening it as quietly as possible, I carried Stephanie bridal style in my arms and kicked the door shut with my foot.
This was like some Mission Impossible stunt. Beads of sweat started to form around my forehead and threatened to fall. But I was on a mission, and I refuse to fail it.
Climbing up the stairs with this little short in my arms wasn't too bad, but the noise my bedroom door made when it was being opened sounded like gun shots rang from every direction possible. I made a mental note to get that fixed.
I set her down on my bed and covered her with my duvet. She stirred a little bit when I did that but then fell still and her breathing was regularly back on track.
I peel off the suit jacket on me and bundle up the dress shirt on me and put it in the laundry basket. The clicks of my shoe sounded like firecrackers. For fuck sakes this was so hard at 2 in the morning. I refuse to wake up mother bear, I'm not ready to die young.
I turn on the shower, and step in it. Letting the water hit my skin like bullets penetrating my skin, but instead it ricocheted. I felt like screaming. I had the girl of my dreams in my bed but I can't do anything. I want to show her I love her but it's too much. She makes everything better, like butterflies are in my stomach when I'm with her. My anger subsides when she's around, like I said her eyes were magic; tells you that it's okay with a glance.
Marriage was an idea, and I was willing to pursue it for Steph.
It doesn't scare me. Only because I know she's willing to risk everything for it, and to be with me every step of the way; bearing the hardships with it, and wearing the scars that I will cause her in the future proudly on her chest.
The lump in my bed made my heart swell. I climbed in slowly spooning her wrapping my arms around her. I place a kiss on the crook of her neck and settle my head above hers, inhaling the familiar scent that I missed so much.
I wake up to the person underneath me snuggling closer to me, clutching on my shirt. The grip on it was tight and I feel the extra warmth and sweat radiating off Steph. Her low shallow breathing turned into harsh whimpering ones. Another nightmare? Can't be. I'm beside her holding her, and she knows it. I observe her a little more while tightening my hold on her waist and clutching her hand even more tightly. Her expression relaxes as I squeeze her hand.
"It's okay, I'm here." I whisper in her ear.
Her breathing lessens a bit more.
"Shh, shh, Fany-ah, it's me Taetae." I caress her head gently.
The whimpering stops, and the balled up shirt in her hand slowly opens.
I do this a few more times when she relaxes again and I know she has fallen into a peaceful sleep.
I glance at the clock; 5:16 AM. I brought her closer to me and the way her arm instinctively wrapped around mine made me have a peace of mind. I felt my eyes drowsily close and before I knew it, I was dreaming about a talking giraffe in space or some shit.
The ringing of my phone blares into my ear canals making me reach out blindly for the phone on my night stand.
Sam-o: You have a business meeting in Las Vegas tomorrow. I've booked your flight just pack your items boss man.
Big Boss: Thanks, and can you book another flight? It's for Stephanie I'm going to take her with me. Extend the trip for 2 more days please.
Sam-o: Get laid ㅋㅋㅋㅋ.
I adjust my eyes into the sleeping figure in front of me. She looks so peacefully yet last night the nightmare happened. Her expression can change at any given moment when she sleeping, I forgot she had these nightmares. It must've been shit when I wasn't there. How does she deal with it when I'm not there?
I must've been staring too long, spacing out to my thoughts when a sloppy kiss was made on my chin.
"Good morning ugly bear." She says with her husky morning voice.
I chuckle at the sight. "Who the fuck you callin' ugly?"
"Hm, talk to me in like 10 minutes." She hummed and smacked my face away gently.
"Alright sunshine, how'd you sleep?" I asked.
"It was alright I guess, I had you with me." She says rubbing her eyes cutely before ducking under the covers shielding her eyes from the sun.
"Alright? I'm a 5 star hotel. I'm more than just 'alright' short stuff." I go underneath the covers with her, grabbing her waist and pulling her closer to me. Her loud dolphin like shrank pierced my ear drum.
"I'm not short!" She says trying to break free from my embrace.
"You're like 5'4, you are very short." I say chuckling.
"Maybe you're just tall!" She says turning her body to face me.
"The average height for a women is 5'4, you're average short one."
"Shut up." She glares making an inch with her finger.
"Can I have my morning kiss piggy?"
"No, you're rude to me. You always tease me." Her morning voice was such a turn on.
"Hm? It's fun to tease you. You can tease me back I don't mind."
"Every time I tease you, you cry and whine like a big baby. Fucking pussy." She murmured and leans closer to me. I laughed out loud, hearing her cuss at me was the next thing.
I dart my lips to her and steal a kiss.
"Yah! Tae! You haven't brushed your teeth! I can smell and taste the fried chicken you had last night."
"Wanna taste the cheeseburger I had for lunch yesterday too?" I tease she rolls away and I sigh.
I pull the covers down, and she follows. She sits on top of my stomach leaning down and smiles. Morning eye smiles that look like the shape of baked croissants. I could actually really go for one.
Her nose touches mine, and she parts her lips giving me a sweet kiss and pulling back.
"There, your morning kiss."
"Can I have one more?" I ask.
She kisses me again.
"And another one?" I await the slap she was about to give me.
She smiles but repeats it again.
"How about another one?" I'm really testing my 9 lives right now.
She pinches my nose and that makes me rise from my bed.
"Ah, okay okay. Jeez."
"Time for you to get your little bum to work." She pats my back and pulls me out of bed.
"My ass is plump and juicy. I have no idea where you got little from." She rolls her eyes and I swear she's going to kill my in my sleep for the bad joke.
It was 9:57 PM and I was running jack shit late for my date with Steph. I was supposed to be there at 6 but I lost track of time. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I promised I'd take her out on a date since I worked vigorous long hours this week and I pretty much had no time for her except last night. My driving skills were out the window as I panicked. I've never been late for a date before and holy shit I'm going to unleash HellFany and she's going to chop my balls off and turn them into egg rolls and feed it to the ducks. Shit shit shit. I think I ran over a mouse on the road but who knows.
I slammed the door shut but I kicked myself when I forgot the flowers in the front seat. They were all crumpled up and falling apart and I grabbed them quickly and sprinted down the sidewalk as fast as my majestic legs could take me. I couldn't find her anywhere. Forget about calling her, my phone died this morning and I swear I have like 37 missed calls from her and a million texts.
Making my way downtown, walking fast, faces past and I'm hellbound.
God past these lamp points and endless amounts of shrubbery, I just can't seem to find my lady. I ran faster, stopping at every intersection to scan over the area and find that small piggy.
I tripped over the curb and landed knee first. I scraped my knee badly and tore my trousers. I stood up and kept running. I felt so bad for standing her up, I don't even know if she's waiting for me. I hope she is, but it's been 4 hours. Maybe she's home by now but I promised her that I'll be here.
I saw her, that faint familiar figure or silhouette of hers. My feet stopped and I could only hear the loud cicadas being annoying asswipes and my harsh breathing. It was her and she looked so fucking good. Her little black dress made her look so tiny yet so desirable but I wanted to kick myself when I saw that she was running her arms. It was breezy at night and God I feel like a dick. She stood beside the marble wall of the building, her head down, fiddling with her phone and glancing up once in a while.
When she locked gazes with me I ran so fast to her. She looked at me and I couldn't make out what she felt, I didn't care right now. I needed to explain my self.
"Oh, God. I f-feel so, bad. I-I didn't kn-know that we h-had a c-conference at North City and I c-couldn't cancel it. I couldn't text you. My phone died earlier in the morning and I totally forgot about our plans tonight because our resource team tracked a downfall in our inventory and I had to be there. So I didn't have time to change or get you anything special. The floral shop I stopped by were closed so I popped by a crappy one beside the fast food restaurant. I ran here and I think I pulled a muscle but that's not important. I know it's shitty but I'm so sorry it won't happen again. Please forgive me, I feel so bad for standing you up. Even worse is that this week we haven't even been talking that much because of my work and I'm a shitty boyfriend and I thought you'd be home by now and not here. Oh god, even the restaurant is closed. Look, I'll make it up to you. I can't belie-" I felt myself stop spewing out words as she kissed me. Her arms wrapped around my neck and I dropped the bouquet of crippled nature on the floor and I pulled her in closer.
When she pulled away I felt myself yet again breathless, huffing and puffing desperately trying to regain oxygen back.
"Shh. I understand. I want to be mad at you but seeing you like this I know you tried."
"G-God I feel so bad. You don't deserve this, I'm so sorry. I'll make it up to you Fany-ah, really. I honestly di-" She shushes me again with her intoxicating kiss and I felt myself melt within her hold. I breathed against her lips and she giggles before adjusting my tie.
"Shut up, you're annoying. It's okay Taeyeon-ah. But do it again and you can expect me to rip your head off. " She was going to bend down and look at my cut but I didn't let her. I made her look at me. God she looks so beautiful, like she came out of a magazine.
"Forgive me, for my foolishness and everything I've done. I wanted to make you believe in us and I put a bad start to things." I held her face in the palms of my hand and she only ever showed me her crescent eyes.
"Fine fine, you're forgiven. But seriously, I'm not that mad." She whispers and her arms wrapped around my back and I felt her tracing her fingers up and down my spine and it felt so tingly and bubbly.
"I quote, 'not that mad' so you are mad?" She shook her head.
"Can't be mad at someone who looked like they just ran a marathon. Plus, he's kind of cute."
"Who's cute? Were you looking at other options waiting for me? Fany-ah what the fu-"
"Wow you are really dense. I was referring to you." She said. I face palmed myself, sometimes I can't tell if she's serious or not. Her teasing physically and mentally exhausts me. My brain works overtime and it also shuts down completely when I'm with her.
I took my suit jacket off and draped it over her. I look up at her nervously and she cocks her brow looking back.
"C-Can I hold your hand?" I ask scratching the back of my head. I reached out for her hand by her side and she smacks my hand away and I shuffle backwards scared out of my wits.
"My idiot." She quickly takes holds my hand before looming straight up. I smile like the idiot I am to her before trailing behind her as I couldn't keep up with her pace. I held her hand proudly and marched away to my car. I'm tired, she's tired and I just want this day to be over.
We laid in bed with her small self curled up next to me and playing with my fingers.
I couldn't stop bringing up what I did wrong every moment we spoke a word and I think I annoyed her with it because at the end of the conversation she told me 'if you don't shut up about it I'm going to be actually mad at you and you won't get to cuddle this cute ass to sleep.'
We escalate into a full make out session when I remember we have a trip tomorrow.
"Tomorrow, we're going to Las Vegas, and you should help me pack because I don't do packing." I say smiling the widest smile I can possibly do.
"Las Vegas? Why? What's the occasion." She asks sitting up.
"I have a business meeting there with some investors. I extended the trip 2 more days so we can have a mini vacation. I feel bad for ignoring you this past week Fany-ah."
"I don't know if I want to go Taeyeon-ah." She said softly.
"Why? It'll be fun trust me. I get really bored on these trips and I'm lonely. You can be there and accompany me."
"Well I'm trying to save up, and you know that trip is expensive." She trails off not looking at me.
"If this is about you 'leeching' off me or money or even something along the lines of 'paying me back' don't worry about it. Like you've always said, I'm 'one of the wealthiest businessman on earth' I can afford it.' I have the money."
"That's you, not me Taeng-ah. I can't." She says softly, still looking dejected.
"Why not? I do what I do best and that's business. I work hard to earn money and I get paid to do it. What's the point if I can't spend my money on you? I don't even need 90% of it to live comfortably and it's honestly too much for one person. This shouldn't even be argued Fany-ah, this conservation shouldn't even exist between us."
"It's different. I'm not in a position to be asking you to pamper me or to pay things for me when I'm fully capable."
"You have someone else to do this for you? Another person to be the one to spoil the crap out of you because you deserve it?" I think I said that too passive aggressively.
"No, no. Taetae, it's not like that. It's just you, and only you please don't get the wrong idea. It's just I'm not used to it and frankly I never will be. Just let me think about it? Please?" Her little plead made me feel a bit soft. I am not soft, I am a dense brick with a hard as shell ego but damn it she does something to me.
"I'm not going then."
"Taetae, please don't be upset. I don't want you to be burdened by me. You should go, I'll be home waiting for you." She slowly caressed my jaw and kisses my neck while snuggling closer to me. Fuck you Steph, you got my walls crumbling down and I can't help but soften at your touch.
"One day this money will be yours too." I say bluntly. I shouldn't have said it, but I did.
"What do you mean? Taeyeon-ah?" She finally looks up with at me, her face full of confusion and angst.
"Nothing. Don't worry about it. You're going with me and that's final." She sighs and nods her head. You can't win against my Steph, like I said if I want something I'll get it. It's how I am and I'm sorry for being a dick.
"And I know you swapped my credit card with yours and you even changed the PIN number to be the same as mine. How do you even know my PIN number?"
"I did not do any of what you just said." I shrug and pretend I didn't know what she was talking about. I mean, I know everything about her. Plus she uses the same fucking digit for everything like her passwords and shit, didn't take a fucking scientist to figure that crap out.
"Yes you did! Your name is on that card and I put it back on the nightstand. You know what you did Taeng! Yore unbelievable sometimes. I don't want your money and I don't need it. I can afford to pay for my own needs Taetae."
"What's wrong with a little extra 10.5 million in your bank account?" I snigger and she pushes me by my shoulder and pouts.
"Fine, don't take my card then. I'll just find another way to make you use my money and you can't stop me. Just go to the trip with me please." She sighs and slightly nods.
"Hm, you're cute." I say pinching her cheeks.
"Ugh, stop it. You're so persuasive I hate it. Stupid dick." She says hugging me like a koala. She's only serious when she curses at me. Only makes you cuter Steph, like a thousand times more.
We stayed quiet for a few moments till I dragged her out of bed as she cooked breakfast for me. God bless, I'm never going to be eating a piece of toast with a poorly smeared pat of butter on it ever again.
"Tae! That's not how you pack things!"
"What do you mean that's not how you pack things?"
"Throwing clothes into a luggage, sitting on it and zipping it up is not how you pack. How can you be so clueless?" Steph frowns at my packing technique.
"I don't normally do this, okay? I usually just go and buy clothes wherever I'm at."
"Omo, what can't you do with money . ." She trailed off as she picks up one of my trousers.
"You can do everything with money."
"Do you own anything but suits?"
"Yeah I have a couple of polo shirts in my closet. I think."
"Do you own anything but classic wear?"
"Not really. Stop judging my wardrobe. I know you find me extremely attractive when I wear my dress shirts that are a little bit too tight for me and the first few buttons are unbuttoned and my sleeves are rolled to my elbows." I say with a wink.
She looks away blushing, shoving me a bit by the shoulder.
"Packing is so tedious and stupid." I give up and throw the rest of my shirts on the luggage.
"You're tedious and stupid."
"What was that? Ms. Hwang can you say that again?"
"You're tedious and stupid."
I turn around and pretend to sulk. Bad idea, because this flirty midget likes to tease me.
"My baby." She purrs in my ear.
I grab her by the arm and pin her against the wall and she yelps before I lean in to give a small peck on her nose.
"Boop." She rolls her eyes and kicks me in the groin and I kneeled at her feet.
Her evil laugh didn't make up for it and she sat in between my legs, pushing her back to sit flush to my front as I wrapped my arms around her waist.
"How did you sleep when I wasn't with you?" I asked stroking her hair.
"What do you mean?" She grabs my collar playing with it.
I brush her fringe aside, sighing. "Yesterday night, you didn't sleep peacefully. You had a nightmare but you didn't wake up. Instead, I just calmed you down I guess."
"Oh."
"Tell me, did you have bad dreams when I wasn't here? How long have you been restless?"
"Um."
"Please tell me? Fany-ah?"
"I slept very little because every time I did try to sleep I woke up, and you know." She frowns and slips from my grasp and occupies her hands with my clothes.
"Why didn't you call me? I would've drove to your place and cuddled you to sleep." I help her fold my clothes, but her eyes gave me disapproving looks as she unfolds the shirts that I folded and did them herself.
"Because I didn't want to disturb you. You seemed stressed that week. I just stayed awake most of the time waiting for morning to come."
"Your well being is more important to me than my work. I'm never letting you sleep alone ever again." I say tugging the luggage out of her grasp forcing her to look at me.
She merely replies with a nod and tugs the suitcase back in front of her, fixing the shoes on top of it.
"Was it him again?" She nods.
"You don't have to worry anymore. He's gone."
"Wait what? How do you know?" She stops fiddling with my shirts and looked up at me, scootching her bum to park herself right up against my legs.
"I took care of it."
"Took care of it?"
"Yeah."
"Tae, what? Taetae. . you don't mean. . the day you were bleeding, you. . ." She trailed off.
"Fany-ah, let's not ask too many questions."
"I asked if you hurt anyone, or if you k-killed anyone. Tae, did you?"
I stayed quiet.
"Taetae? Did you?" She asked with a slight quiver in her voice. You see, when she calls me 'Taetae' I basically surrender.
"Yeah."
"You lied to me?"
"I wasn't going to."
"Tae." She said with a sigh. Her voice dripped in disappointment.
"I didn't kill him if that's what you're asking, you're not dating a murderer." I firmly stated, frowning at the thought of her leaving me because of that.
"They're going to take you away from me. Tae please don't do this for me, I don't want you to be involved." She muttered, hugging the side of my body desperately.
"I had to do it. For you. Okay, he's not here anymore. He's gone, he can't hurt you anymore." I patted her back but she started to wiggle out of my hold and lift up my shirt.
She starts inspecting my body, her feather like finger tips grazes the side of my abdomen and trail to my back. "The blood, it wasn't yours." She whispered.
"Is he okay?" My blood literally boiled. Who the fuck cares if he's okay?
"Why do you even care if he's okay? He deserves to fucking die if anything."
"Tae, he's still a person."
"You're stripped of that privilege once you treat someone the way he treated you. That's inhumane. He's not a person, he's a fucking turd that is what he is. He's never coming back, why cant you just appreciate what I do for yo-"
She pushes me gently, cutting me off. "What did you do to him? Tae, tell me." She asked, pulling on my shirt. I guess being that small has it's perks.
"Beat him senseless. That's what I did and I'm pretty proud of it if you ask me, and no I won't apologize for what I did. I had every right. I'm standing by my statement."
"T-They're going to find out Taetae, they're going to come for you. they're going to kill you, take you away from me. I-I can't Taeyeon-ah, you're doing this because of me and I-"
"You got one thing right in that sentence, and it's because I'm doing it for you. I'm not going to talk about this anymore Steph, it's done. He's gone." She didn't say anything more, looking down playing with our intertwined hands as she swung them back and forth lightly.
"Did you get hurt?" She quietly asked. She goes from asking about Nick to worrying about me.
"No. Taeyeon never hurt. Taeyeon strong." I said like I was the Hulk, thumping my chest with my fist. She frowned and rubbed the spot that I hit.
"Taeyeon strong boy, Taeyeon smash." I started running like an ape and I guess that took our minds off Nick because she started smiling again.
She's so precious, like a small bean.
I run to the closet and pick up a pink box with a white ribbon on it. I squat down beside her and slide the box next to her. She stops and picks the box up and place sit on her lap.
"What's this?" She asked with a confused face.
"Open it!" I smile wider, hoping that she'd like my present.
She gently unties the ribbon holding the box together and opens the lid.
"George?! I thought I lost him in the house!"
"Remember the time I was spamming that sticker in our chat and you said it looked just like me? It reminded me to go find him and I did, in the corner of your room tucked under a bunch of books." I say proudly.
"You complained for a full 20 minutes that it looked nothing like you and you said I was bullying you by comparing you to an animal which you took great offense on." She sulks and pinches my side.
"In my defense, I've never been called an animal before. Okay? Okay."
She picks the plushy up and hugs it to her chest.
Then my heart just popped at the sight of that. Too cute, too cute.
"Now you can sleep with me forever, even when I'm not here." I had to choke on my words when I said that. God, cheesy talk is so painful.
She smiles finally knowing what this plushy was for.
"My byuntae." She smiles at me.
She kisses the corner of my mouth and holds a loving gaze to me.
"Let's pack your luggage Taetae." She smacks the side of my head and pushes my ass towards the pile of mess on the floor when I stared at her for too long.
"Ow."
