Oh no. I had to go to work, but I couldn't move… Seung-ah was in a dilemma unlike any she'd ever faced. It was a completely new experience, and just thinking about it made her insides tingle. She didn't have the confidence to look Yoon-ki in the eye without showing it, but she missed him so much she wanted to teleport to his office right away. It was the ultimate contradiction.
- Come on, Nam Seung-ah… .!! Stop… ! Stop thinking about your lips… !!
Seung-ah clutched her head for a while before hurriedly packing up and heading to the office. Of course, she didn't forget to greet Yoon-ki on messenger, pretending to be calm. She couldn't forget.
Of course, pretending to be calm didn't guarantee a perfectly composed reaction. Yoongi trembled on the subway to work, biting his lip to keep from escaping. The night before, he'd spent worrying about surprising her and agonizing over how to greet her, but Yoongi had forgotten everything, wanting nothing more than to love this harmless loveliness to his heart's content. He was already doing that.
- Seriously… I’m going crazy, I love it…
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- Oh no… It’s all showing.
- Yes, sir?
- Oh, did I say that out loud..? Haha…
- Yes. What's the big deal? What's so obvious...?
- Haha… Should I tell you or not?
With a look of relief on his face, Manager Kim lightly ignored Yoon-ki's restraint and teased the awkward male couple.
- Mr. Nam?
- Yes, Mr. Yoongi…??
- This is what I'm talking about. I think this is better than the way we did it last time. Could you please take a look?
- Wow, our Yoongi is full of passion~!
- Thank you. Oh, and I'm sorry, but I need some feedback right now, sir.
- Oh, ah..! Yes… .!
Manager Kim struggled to suppress laughter, head bowed in his seat, shoulders shaking, mouth clamped with his hand. His decision to remain silent about his romantic relationship was a cliché, a natural choice for a comfortable social life, but in this situation, he found himself…unintentionally…very amusing. This jealousy and restraint. He even thought he was being too mischievous, but he rationalized it as inevitable, as such a rare source of energy in the tedious and demanding work life.
- Mr. Yoongi, are you jealous?
- Sir, you need to give me feedback.
- Ah, yes, yes yes…
- … How is the report?
- Well, this part might be easier to interpret if we leave it as is rather than change it like this. The format is…
Seung-ah paused mid-feed. The subtle yet passionate gaze left her speechless. He wasn't even smiling openly, but Yoon-gi's gaze felt suffocating. The feeling of being loved was so overwhelming, it felt like being trapped in a sweet marshmallow. Seung-ah stuttered, trying to form a coherent narrative before finally reaching for the Post-it note again.
What should I do if you look at me like that…!!!
Yoon-ki shrugged his shoulders with a shameless face and scribbled a short note on a post-it note.
What am I?