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"Morning." Daeyoung greeted the receptionist as he made his way to the elevators. It was his first day at the company and, to be completely honest, he still couldn't quite believe it. Freshly graduated and without much experience, he managed to secure a decent paying job as a personal assistant to some fancy CEO. Once he got inside the elevator, he adjusted his tie and pressed the button to the top floor. Sure enough, once it stopped and the doors opened, Riku, the HR manager that conducted his interviews, was waiting for him by his desk just as they had agreed.
"Daeyoung, welcome! Come, let's get you started." He didn't waste a second and immediately launched into an explanation of meetings, schedules and important paperwork not to be overlooked. Daeyoung rushed to set down his bag, took off his jacket and started taking notes on the most important details. Names, titles, business partners, key jargon, and so on.
"Tokuno-san isn't here yet but he should arrive at any moment. Like I said, he doesn't like to be interrupted when working, so he'll just call or come to you if he has any requests. As for visitors, introduce them before allowing them inside the office, he doesn't appreciate surprises."
"Okay, is there anything else that I should know?" The last thing Daeyoung wanted was to mess up and accidentally annoy his boss on the first day.
"No, I think we covered all of the basics. If you have any questions, feel free to reach out, but the work should be pretty straightforward from now on." Riku gave him a reassuring smile before saying goodbye and heading to his own floor.
Daeyoung took a look around, taking in the polished floors, the expensive decor and the giant glass windows. As much as he felt like he didn't fit in, this was his life now. I better get used to this he thought as he turned to look at his computer. He was midway through analyzing the meetings scheduled for that week when he heard the elevator come to a stop. The doors opened and the most gorgeous man Daeyoung had ever seen stepped out. Silky brown hair, sharp dark eyes, and a gaze so intense it made his breath hitch for a second. It was the CEO. He was dressed in the most expensive suit Daeyoung had ever seen, with a long wool coat on top, looking like he walked straight out of a runway.
Daeyoung was still taken back when his new boss stopped in front of his desk, making him stand up out of reflex.
"You must be the new secretary, welcome to the company." Tokuno Yushi was surprisingly short for a man of his standing, but his elegant posture and assessing eyes made up for it.
"Yes, I'm Kim Daeyoung. Thank you for the opportunity Tokuno-san." Daeyoung said, trying not to fidget under his intense gaze.
"I'm hoping I can count on you." The CEO said, before turning and entering his office.
Daeyoung was left standing, slightly disappointed with the cold words but not entirely surprised. He sat down and resumed his work, unsure of what to expect in the future.
The day went by fast. Most of it was spent at his desk doing paperwork, although he did have to attend a meeting with Tokuno-san in order to take notes for him. Lunch was surprisingly pleasant. As soon as he entered the cafeteria, he saw Riku, who immediately waved him over. He was accompanied by another smiley guy.
"Daeyoung, this is Sion, he works in the IT department. Don't be fooled by his good looks, he's quite the nerd on the insid- ouch." Riku leaned away after getting elbowed by his friend.
"Hi Daeyoung, it's a pleasure to meet you!" Sion said cheerily.
"Likewise." He said as he sat down, ready to start munching away at his food.
"So, what's it like working for the boss? The last assistant only lasted for a couple of days, we didn't even have a chance to befriend the poor guy." Sion rested his head on his hand and looked at him expectantly, clearly interested in whatever gossip Daeyoung was willing to share.
"Honestly, he's a bit intimidating and it seems that he likes things resolved quickly. He's scarily organized too, so I can see why people would feel pressured." Daeyoung mused. "So far he hasn't been mean though, just cold."
Unable to extract anything else from him, Riku and Sion started sharing old gossip instead: how no one had ever seen the boss smile, how one time an intern got fired on the spot for touching him on the shoulder while he was leaving the company, how last year one of the kitchen staff messed up and half of the building ended up sick...
As Daeyoung would learn during the next couple of weeks, both of them were almost always in a good mood and made for great company in the office.
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Work was going well. More than well actually, considering that Daeyoung hadn't made any mistakes so far. He did, however, embarrass himself by dropping documents in front of his boss, twice. Speaking of boss, it has been two weeks since he started and he still can't get over how good looking Tokuno-san is. Usually, he's not one to notice other people's attractiveness, but there's something about his pretty eyes and his calm demeanor that he can't ignore. Right now, for example, he had taken off his jacket and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt. Daeyoung couldn't help but notice his pale, beautiful forearms as he gestured to explain his thoughts.
"Maybe move tomorrow's 11am meeting to Wednes- Daeyoung, are you even listening?" Tokuno-san scolded, noticing that his attention had wandered elsewhere.
"Yes, sorry, please continue." He flushed and immediately apologized, hoping that his boss didn't notice what had him so flustered. Tokuno-san stared at him for a couple of seconds before continuing, his thought process unaffected by the brief pause. This job is going to be the death of me. Daeyoung thought.
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Winter officially started a couple of days later. Temperatures had been dropping to the negatives and, as Daeyoung worked on his desk, he could see the snow starting to fall during the early afternoon. What he didn't know though, was that his life was about to change in a couple of hours.
It had been a particularly busy day, with endless meetings and calls forcing him to stay at the office past his usual work hours. When he finally finished everything, Daeyoung packed his things and checked if his boss needed anything else before rushing to the elevator. Once he got to the bottom floor and the doors to the outside world opened, for the first time that day, he could truly grasp the amount of snow covering the sidewalks and the roads. Just as he checked his public transport app for any announcements, he got the notification he was dreading the most: the buses had stopped running.
Great, he thought, just what I needed after such a long day. Even though it wasn't that late, under such weather conditions, it was no surprise that public transport was affected. Now came the ordeal, how to get to his small apartment on the outskirts of the city. Instead of the practical and direct bus route, he could either walk for 20 minutes, get the metro, then walk a bit more, or, if he was feeling brave enough, he could call a taxi. Those weren't cheap though, and knowing how greedy the drivers were, he knew they'd most likely overcharge him. Quietly resigning himself to his fate, he sighed and stepped away from the building, ready to start making his way back home. After no more than a couple of meters, there came a sudden call.
"Daeyoung."
He turned and saw none other than his boss, standing by his expensive looking car, a chauffeur holding an umbrella over his head.
"Do you need a ride home?" Tokuno-san asked, looking at him expectantly. "Or at least allow me to call you a taxi, walking home in this weather is just asking to get sick."
"I-" Daeyoung hesitated, not knowing what to say. He was grateful for the offer, but at the same time, he didn't want to be a burden. "Thank you, but I would hate to impose on you." Surely Tokuno-san had plans after work or, even if he didn't, who wouldn't be dying to reach the comfort of their own homes in this weather.
"Impose, what nonsense are you saying? Come, it's the least I could do after all of your hard work so far." His boss said, gesturing for him to come closer while opening the door of the car.
Daeyoung acquiesced and moved towards the vehicle, slightly bowing as Tokuno-san moved aside, making space for him to enter. As someone used to loud, overcrowded public transport, this felt like a blessing. He couldn't help but immediately relax into the heated, comfortable seat. His boss moved around the car and entered through the other door. Enclosed in the small space, it became impossible to ignore the sweet perfume that always seemed to accompany him.
"So, where to?" His boss asked, turning towards him.
Daeyoung recited his address, a bit embarrassed for not living in the nicest area of the city. It was all that he could afford so far though, and thankfully Tokuno-san didn't seem to hold any judgment. He just hummed and gave instructions to his driver, the car finally pulling away from the company.
As they made their way through downtown, Daeyoung took the opportunity to take some surreptitious looks at his boss. The city lights shone through the window, illuminating his profile and accentuating his perfect jaw and his smooth, silky skin. Due to the proximity, he was able to notice for the first time a small scar on his cheek. They were silent throughout most of the ride, although it never became awkward. Once they stopped by Daeyoung's building, Tokuno-san turned to look at him.
"Take care Daeyoung, make sure you don't end up sick." His words seemed weirdly genuine.
"Of course, thank you so much for the ride, I truly appreciate it." Daeyoung thanked as he got out, instantly missing the cozy and warm environment. He made his way to the building, only turning back to look over his shoulder once he was at the door. Turns out the mean and intimidating CEO that everyone feared wasn't that bad after all.
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Daeyoung's mission for today was simple: figure out a way to thank his boss for the ride. There was only one issue, what should he buy for a man that could afford anything he desired? He thought of a couple of options during the morning, but it either didn't feel like enough, or he was afraid it would come across as tacky. Eventually, as lunch time approached, he decided to question his friends and see if they knew about any of Tokuno-san's preferences.
Out of the three, Sion had worked there the longest. But being in IT meant he rarely got to see the CEO, much less interact with him. As for Riku, he wasn't that better off.
"Why are you even asking us this?" Riku eyed him suspiciously. "I hope you know trying to butter him up for a raise won't work."
"It's not like that," Daeyoung said defensively. "he just helped me out with something and I wanted to thank him properly." He wanted to share with them what had transpired, but god knows those two weren't familiar with subtility and he didn't want to become the new target of gossip in the office.
"Now that you mention it, I remember one of the old accountants saying that the only company expense slightly higher than the others is food. Asking him out for a meal is not an option, but don't you try to bring him a sweet treat or a drink in the morning?" Sion suggested. "Even if he doesn't like it, he surely won't be offended by something that simple."
"Try not to get yourself fired Daeng, he might think you're hitting on him." Riku immediately joked.
"Shut up." Daeyoung retorted as he blushed. "It's just a snack, what harm can it do?"
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Once he was done with work, Daeyoung browsed the stores close to the office to see the options available. However, nothing really caught his eye. The bakeries with the best looking desserts had incredibly expensive price tags, while more budget friendly options didn't have an interesting enough selection.
As he looked through yet another shop, he suddenly thought Why don't I make something myself?
He was used to baking for himself after all, for his parents too when he visited them back home. He had never shared his creations with outsiders though, and that idea left him feeling strangely vulnerable. What if he doesn't like the taste? Or worse, what if I use an ingredient that he's allergic to and I end up killing him by accident?
Already used to his own overthinking tendencies, he pondered for a minute before trying to disperse the negative thoughts. He was confident enough in his skills, it had been a long time since he messed up any of his desserts. Having settled his thoughts, he decided to visit the supermarket next door to purchase the ingredients he was missing. Taking into consideration the cold weather, he was going to make one of his favorites winter staples: cinnamon rolls.
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Next morning Daeyoung arrived at work slightly earlier than usual, as he wanted to make sure he didn't miss his boss coming in. He sat at his desk waiting, the cinnamon rolls in a pretty, disposable box by his side. He kept looking at the clock expectantly, until, at 9.15am, he finally heard the elevator come to a stop. His boss stepped out. Today his suit was dark grey, with subtle black accents. Not that it mattered, he could probably wear a trash bag and it would still look amazing on him.
Tokuno-san made his way to the door of his office, briefly greeting him as he walked past his desk "Good morning, Daeyoung. "
"Tokuno-san, wait, I have something for you" He said as he grabbed the box and stood up to offer it.
"For me? Did any of the clients send it? Usually they let me know in advance."
"No, I- I made these for you" Daeyoung said as he held out the box.
Tokuno-san looked confused but grabbed it nonetheless, their fingers briefly touching. "You made these? For me?" He asked as he lifted the lid. Inside sat four beautiful cinnamon rolls, with a light layer of glaze on top. He was clearly stunned. Daeyoung, not seeing any type of reaction on his boss' face, started to panic and mentally cursed himself for being so naive. What was I thinking, in what world would homemade food be enough for someone like him?
"It's okay if you don't want them, I just wanted to thank you properly for the ride you gave me the other day and-"
"You didn't need to concern yourself with that, but thank you Daeyoung, these will be appreciated." Tokuno-san interrupted, a tiny smile gracing his lips.
Daeyoung was stunned. His boss was smiling. SMILING. Sure, it was a tiny smile but still, it made his graceful features soften in an adorable way.
He took one last look at Daeyoung and entered his office, the door falling shut behind him with a soft click.
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"Did anything happen today? You look more distracted than usual." Riku inquired as they were having lunch.
"I think I broke our boss." Daeyoung replied with a sigh.
Riku and Sion only shot him a curious look, thankfully not making any more questions.
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That small act of kindness started an entirely brand new routine. One day Tokuno-san showed up with drinks as a thank you for the delightful cinnamon rolls. Daeyoung couldn't be upstaged by his boss, so he brought homemade cookies a couple of days later. This snowballed into them bringing small treats for each other every couple of days. The most memorable one though, was when Daeyoung ran out of ideas to bake and decided to change things up a bit, stopping by his favorite milk tea store before heading to work.
As soon as Tokuno-san arrived and spotted the cup, his eyes immediately lit up. Turns out he's a huge milk tea lover, which means Daeyoung completely hit the jackpot with his choice.
Little by little, their interactions stopped being strictly about food and they started making more small talk, exchanging tiny glimpses of their lives: Daeyoung has an older brother, Tokuno-san played football as a kid, Daeyoung is a great singer, and so on.
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"Did you hear? The boss was once again carrying two drinks this morning." A woman spoke in a low voice.
"Huh, it must be for that secretary of his." Her colleague replied as she fumbled with the printer. "I can't believe he hired such a boot licker. How did he even manage to butter up the boss this much?"
"He's got a pretty face, who knows, maybe he's good when he's on his knees too." They both snickered at the words.
Once they stopped chatting and left the printer, Sion emerged from the office next to it. He needed to have a chat with Riku.
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"OUT, NOW." Daeyoung was startled with the volume of the words, he had never heard Tokuno-san raise his voice like that.
The day had started normal enough, the only difference to the usual schedule being two women called to his boss' office. He assumed it would be for a meeting regarding a new project, maybe even a raise if he was being optimistic. So, he was definitely caught off guard once he started hearing the commotion inside.
A couple of seconds later, the doors opened and the two women left, both with tears sliding down their faces. They shot him a nasty look as they moved towards the elevator, but made no attempts to speak. The door to the office had been left ajar, so Daeyoung stood to go close it. His boss was standing by his desk, looking stressed as he rubbed the small frown in between his brows.
"Tokuno-san, is everything alright?" The last thing Daeyoung wanted was to further annoy him, but his boss had acted so out of character, he felt like he couldn't ignore it.
"Don't worry Daeyoung, there were some things that needed to be taken care of, but it's all done now." He replied, without looking him in the eyes. "Can you go fetch the notes from yesterday's call? I need to revise some details." With that, the conversation came to an end.
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As soon as he entered the cafeteria, he could feel Riku and Sion sending furtive glances in his direction. However, once he picked up his food and sat by their side, neither of them said anything out of the ordinary. That is, until Riku inquired about some gossip.
"So, I've heard two girls from the marketing department got fired, do you know any details?" He was clearly curious about the situation, little did Daeyoung know that he was the one behind it.
"To be honest, I don't know much. They were called to Tokuno-san's office and I'm pretty sure they tried to argue back because they raised their voices. It didn't work though. I don't know what they did but he was extremely pissed." He said, as he slowly took another bite. "He even yelled at them to get out, I've never seen him behave like that."
Both of his work friends seemed taken back by the affirmation, but Daeyoung didn't miss the small smile on Riku's face.
"Did he really? Well, I'm sure it was deserved." Riku said cheerfully.
Daeyoung was certain that he was missing out on some important detail, but he didn't feel like making further conversation.
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Typically, every work day would end in the same way. Daeyoung would run through his check list to make sure that he didn't miss any task and, before leaving, he would stop by Tokuno-san's office to see if he needed anything else. The man seemed to always stay late at the office. Today, however, things took a different turn.
He cleaned his desk, packed his things and knocked on his boss' door, but there came no answer. He tried again, to no avail. Weird. He thought. Tokuno-san wasn't prone to distractions, although he did look a bit fatigued that day. Daeyoung knocked one last time before deciding to take matters into his own hands by entering the office.
To his surprise, his boss was slumped over his desk, seemingly asleep. Daeyoung slowly approached and called out to him "Tokuno-san, are you feeling okay? Tokuno-san?" He spoke softly, not wanting to startle the man. Even so, his boss didn't stir. Having tried all that he could think of, he finally gained the courage to touch him and try to shake him awake.
As soon as his hand made contact with the other man, that's when he realised, he was burning up with a fever. Taking a closer look at Tokuno-san's face, it was impossible to ignore the blush that spread over his pale cheeks. Daeyoung mentally chastised himself. I should have noticed earlier.
It seemed like the cold weather and the ridiculously long work hours had finally gotten to him. He sighed and tried to think of the best plan of action.
He took in his surroundings for a moment, deciding to start by moving his boss to the couch in the corner of the office. It didn't look like the most comfortable option in the world, but it would have to do.
"Tokuno-san, I'm moving you to the couch so you can be more comfortable," He said as he took hold of his arm and put it around his neck. "please don't be angry at me tomorrow." Daeyoung put one hand around his waist and slowly lifted him from his chair, supporting his weight as they made their way to the couch. He couldn't help but notice how small the man felt in his arms.
Once he laid him down, Daeyoung placed a damp towel on his forehead before heading out to buy some necessities. 30 minutes later he was back with medicine, a lightweight blanket and a simple soup that he heated up in the employees' microwave.
He knelt by the couch and carefully removed the towel, his boss finally showing signs of waking up.
"Tokuno-san, how are you feeling? I brought some things to help you feel better."
"Daeyoung, what time is it?" He looked in the windows' direction. "It's late, shouldn't you be home already?" He might be awake but he still showed clear signs of being sick, a flush high on his cheeks.
"Don't worry about that now. Here, I brought you some soup and medicine, do you need help to sit?"
"No, I think I can manage, thank you." Tokuno-san said, slowly moving in order to sit comfortably.
"Wait, I also got you a blanket." He reached for it and spread it over his boss's lap. "There, much better." Daeyoung said, looking pleased. As he reached for the soup next, he heard a tiny laugh. He immediately turned around and saw none other than his boss laughing, his fist covering his mouth.
"I- I'm sorry, it's just that, this is the ugliest blanket I've ever seen." He squeezed out, clearly still amused with the situation.
The thing is, it was true, the blanket was indeed quite ugly. Daeyoung, in his haste to buy the things he needed for Tokuno-san, didn't spare a single glance at the shelf containing the blankets as he grabbed one. However, as he stared at his boss now, he was glad for that oversight. His face scrunched up in such an adorable way as he laughed, he had no business looking that cute. He hastily looked away and grabbed the soup along with the medicine.
After handing the things to his boss and making sure that everything was to his taste, Daeyoung started thinking of the next steps right away.
"Tokuno-san, do you want me to call your driver so he can take you home? I don't have his number b-"
"Yushi."
"but I can, what?" Daeyoung whipped his eyes towards his boss.
"You can call me Yushi, no need for formalities when it's just the two of us. I think we're well past that." Tokuno-san, no, Yushi said, as he looked at him expectantly.
"I- Are you sure?" Referring to his boss by his first name felt strangely intimate. Another barrier that once stood in between them, now coming down.
"Yes, I'm sure." Yushi replied, his tone full of quiet assurance.
Daeyoung felt compelled to offer something back, wanting to reciprocate his boss's trust.
"You can calm me Jaehee then, it's a nickname that my friends gave me during high-school. They've been using it ever since." He said sheepishly, slowly rubbing his hair whilst looking away.
"Okay, I will then." Yushi said, looking shy, a soft smile on his lips. "I want to rest a bit more before heading out, do you mind keeping me company?"
"Of course not." Daeyoung replied, nervous yet excited for the opportunity to spend some more time with Yushi.
It seemed that neither of them were ready to leave their little bubble yet.
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It was no surprise when Yushi didn't show up at work the next day. Even though his presence was going to be missed, Daeyoung was glad he chose to stay home and take care of his health. Although, being a true workaholic, he still sent him a couple of emails throughout the day with tasks that needed to be taken care of.
He spent most of his morning slightly distracted, yesterday's events still weighingon on his mind. Before leaving, not only had they exchanged numbers, but Yushi even made him promise to send a text once he safely got home. Yushi. That would take him some time to get used to, referring and thinking of his boss as Yushi, not Tokuno-san. Although, he had to admit the name suited him well.
A couple of hours later, as joined his friends for lunch, they immediately noticed his good mood.
"Someone's looking extra happy today," Riku commented as he eyed him curiously. "are you going to tell us why?"
Daeyoung felt conflicted. On one hand, he wanted to tell them about their boss and how he had a surprisingly soft and unguarded side. However, the idea of sharing such information felt like crossing a line. It might be childish, but he didn't want other people to know about this side of Yushi, he wanted to keep it all to himself. In the end, he opted for a safe answer.
"Boss is out of the office so you know how it is, things are a little calmer today." It sounded like a plausible explanation in his opinion.
"Suuure, I bet that's why." Riku clearly didn't buy it, but he didn't push for more information either.
"I wonder what happened," Sion mused. "it's been a while since he last missed work."
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Everything came to a breaking point on a fateful spring day.
Running on less sleep than usual, Daeyoung completely forgot to put on his contact lenses in the morning. He only noticed once he was almost out of the door, so, in order to avoid being late, he simply reached for the glasses sitting on the coffee table. Normally, he only wore them at home, thinking they made him look a bit too nerdy. However, looking at his reflection on the elevator's mirror, he actually didn't hate the look. The sturdy black frames, coupled with his pristine black suit, gave him a certain charm.
As soon as he got to the office, he set down his things and started working on his daily tasks, expecting another ordinary work day. His boss arrived not long after, eyes already glued to his phone screen despite it being early in the morning. As he was walking by Daeyoung's desk, about to greet him as usual, they finally made eye contact. To Daeyoung's surprised, Yushi just stopped in place, staring at him.
"Morning boss," Daeyoung greeted "do I have something on my face or?" He couldn't help but joke.
"Good morning, Daeyoung" His boss replied, eyes glued to his face. "Could you stand up for a moment please?"
Daeyoung obeyed, unsure of what this was all about. Pushing back his chair, he stood, looking down at his boss.
"You're coming to my office with me, now." Yushi stated, turning around and moving towards the door in a brisk pace. Daeyoung followed, wondering what in the world was wrong. Am I about to get fired?
He closed the door behind him as he entered, turning an inquisitive look on his boss.
"I can't do this anymore Jaehee." Yushi quietly admitted. "If you ever feel like stopping, just say so, okay?" To Daeyoung's surprise, he started pushing him by his shoulders, only stopping when his back hit the wooden door with a small thud.
The air around them was thick with tension and, before Daeyoung knew it, he was being kissed. He only hesitated for a second before leaning into it, hands snaking around Yushi's waist. He couldn't believe this was actually happening. His boss wind his arms around his neck, one of his hands immediately reaching into his hair. Breaking the kiss for a moment, he leaned his forehead against Daeyoung's.
"Jehi, how far do you want to go?" He inquired.
Daeyoung almost combusted on the spot when he heard his name spoken in such a manner.
"As far as you'd like." As if he could give any other answer. The man that he had spent months lusting over was finally within reach.
Yushi looked him in the eyes before planting a kiss on his lips and moving away. Grabbing hold of Daeyoung's tie, he slowly started to pull him towards his desk, a mischievous smile on his lips.
Once they got close, Yushi turned them around and pushed Daeyoung by his shoulders, making him sit down on his chair. Never breaking eye contact, he carefully climbed into his lap, moving one leg over each thigh. Daeyoung placed steadying hands on his waist, marveling at how small it was. Itching to stroke his bare skin, he slid his hands underneath his shirt. Yushi hissed at the cold sensation before resuming their kiss.
It didn't take for long for their kisses to turn heated, messy, teeth occasionally clashing. Their hands roamed freely over each other's bodies. Gradually, Yushi started rocking his hips into him and Daeyoung couldn't help but gasp at the feeling. Once they broke apart for air, Daeyoung leaned back for an instant.
He didn't think he would ever forget the sight that greeted him, his boss perched on his lap, looking thoroughly debauched: hair tousled, shirt askew and a strong flush that spread from his neck up to the tip of his ears. Suddenly, feeling self conscious because of how hard the sight was making him, he rested his forehead against Yushi's chest.
"Jehi, what's wrong?" Yushi softy inquired. "It's too late for you to get shy on me." He delicately brushed some of the younger man's locks away from his face.
"Sorry, I just-" Daeyoung was embarrassed to admit it. "You're so hot and pretty and I'm just a regular nobody and I don't even have that much experience, I'm not gonna last and what if-"
"Hey, it's okay, we'll figure it out together." Yushi held his face with both hands and slowly stroked his cheeks. "No need to feel pressured, just let me take the lead." He said reassuringly.
Yushi kissed his forehead, followed by each of his cheeks. Once he made it to his neck, he started to leisurely rock his hips against Daeyoung. Wanting to rile him up a bit, he took his time sucking and kissing, occasionally grazing his teeth over the marks.
"Ushi ah-" Self doubts forgotten, Daeyoung couldn't help but moan, rocking up into that amazing pressure.
They took their time touching, caressing and licking, small moans filling up the cold silence of the room.
Yushi unbuttoned both of their pants and pushed back their briefs, pulling their erections free. Grabbing them both, he started stroking them together. The sensation was enough to make them whimper at the same time. It soon became difficult for Daeyoung to hold it together.
"Ushi, I can't last much longer." He gasped.
"It's okay Jehi, you can come for me." The command was enough to push Daeyoung over the edge.
Once they both finished, Yushi rested his head on Daeyoung's shoulder, breathing in his scent. Neither of them spoke for a long time.
"What happens to us now?" Daeyoung inquired, stroking his back as he held him close.
"I won't fire you, if that's what you're concerned about." Yushi murmured. "But I'm not interested in just doing casual, would you be willing to give it a try?"
"Yes." Daeyoung smiled fondly. "I would more than love it." He placed a kiss on the crown of Yushi's head before getting up, after all, their clean up couldn't wait all day.
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A couple of days later he met up with Sion and Riku after work, all of them in need of some well deserved rest. They opted for the usual bar close to the office and, not long after arriving, drinks were already being set down on their table. Daeyoung took a sip of his beer, enjoying the familiar environment.
"I hope you know we expect an invitation for the wedding." Sion teased, gesturing at his neck.
Daeyoung almost spat out his drink, hand automatically flying towards his neck in order to cover the bruises.
"Don't worry Daeng, we've been rooting for you since the start." Riku said with a wink.