❝do i have— does it look like i have!?❞ shuffling to another position down on to his bed, xiaojun let out a scoff. ❝he seriously asked me that!?❞

lucky for this secretary right here, he didn't get to say his answer when the door was opened and showed the head of finance smirking the moment he saw the two being in that position. both he and the ceo was then being pulled away from each other and the finance head stood in between them, holding the documents he needed with that teasing smile on his face.

also fortunately for him, the schedule he had for that day didn't need for him to see now be with the ceo, making him being successful in avoiding the man. still, being caught in that position inside the lift twice by the same person is embarrassing him up to today. he didn't even get proper sleep thinking of it.

❝leon, look at me.❞ xiaojun took the cat plushie he had down the bed and made it look at him, staring intently at the object. ❝he punched me then he asked me if i had feelings for him?❞

another scoff escaped his mouth.

❝right, the feeling of punching him back.❞ he said while clicking his tongue. ❝god, leon, why is daddy ryry like this—❞

and he was back at it to losing himself in the middle of his thoughts. shutting his eyes tight and hitting his head with the plushie he was holding, xiaojun was aggressively shaking his head and dramatically took a deep breath as if he was taking all the air in the world.

gently placing the cat plushie down the bed, he finally decided to sit up on his bed and stare out of no where.

❝another day,❞ he said to himself. ❝another day of avoiding him.❞

he can do it. all he had to do is act like he doesn't exist at all. if ever they meet, he just had to fake it out and act like he's busy doing something else that he can't focus at him.

❝and no calling him daddy, please.❞ he whined, burying his face down on to the palm of his hands. ❝he is not one.❞

of course, he isn't. with his suit complimenting that body of his very well, that hair of his that's being groomed and not to mention how much xiaojun badly wanted to mess with it, the smirk he owns and the power it holds, his voice that can do wonders with just a simple word, and his existence itself. with all that being described by him, of course he's not a daddy.

❝so, should i ask who's this daddy you speak of?❞

heart beating fast at the voice he was hearing, xiaojun slowly raised his head up and had his hand clutched on to his chest after letting out a relieving sigh. ❝oh, it's just you, hansol hyung.❞

for a second there, he actually thought it was dad— groaning in annoyance, xiaojun now wanted to cry at what he has been thinking. he had no idea what was going on inside his head as to why it was filled with that ceo of his.

a bath, maybe he just needed a nice cold bath. ❝can you wait for me outside? this will just take ten minutes.❞

the given number of time made hansol chuckle, knowing that it will take him more than that inside the bathroom. put he was one patient man, he can wait for him. also, even if he doesn't, he'd taste the wrath of his husband which he didn't want that.

xiaojun didn't know when it started but it actually disappointed him a tiny bit that the two stopped picking him up from his apartment. although, he knew it was better this way. imagine how awkward it would be if they still keep on picking him up despite of the tension they had between them. but still, he missed taking a ride with them. he missed how he can also watch yangyang being dropped by to school and watch him say his goodbyes to them as if he was part of it.

speaking of yangyang, xiaojun still can't get over his confession. it was supposed to be just a small crush, a simple admiration, but the moment he knew that the student liked him back, he felt like he was being brought to heaven. his heart skipped a beat and butterflies inside his stomach was going wild. he never knew that someone like yangyang can actually like him.

what does he have anyways? he's not like his boyfriend who's rich, who has a car, and who give him what he wanted. all xiaojun had? nothing.

then he remembered what hendery warned him, reminding him that yangyang was his. which, he really is. the younger male already had a boyfriend for god's sake, he shouldn't be feeling this way.

yet, the butterflies inside his stomach decided to rebel and would always go inside whenever yangyang is around.

❝this is so wrong.❞ he mumbled, leaning forward and sticking his forehead at the tilted wall.

he knew it was wrong to feel that way, it was wrong to feel butterflies inside his stomach, it was wrong to like someone who's already in a relationship.

but when yangyang told him to forget about his confession, it hurt him so bad.

xiaojun didn't want to just forget about. heck, he can never get it out of his head. he was well aware that it was no right but he didn't want for yangyang to also forget about his feelings towards him. he kind of liked it already, and he appreciated it.

it came to the point that he was willing to feel the bad kind of butterflies just for yangyang to acknowledge his feelings despite of already having a boyfriend.

🦋

❝thank you, hyung.❞ xiaojun said with his usual smile as he got out of the car, truly grateful that his landlord's husband was willing to give him a ride.

rolling the windows from the driver's seat, hansol gave the younger male a smile. ❝you should also thank kun for this.❞

rubbing his nape, he knew his landlord cared for him very much. what he didn't know was the extent he did just to have a someone to drive him to his workplace. ❝did he threaten you?❞

hansol tilted his head to the side as he pondered, looking like he was in deep thought. ❝close enough.❞ he chuckled, ❝he told me he'd have the room for ourselves and let sian sleep in the new room if i'd give you a ride.❞

the way how his brows wiggled up and down made xiaojun laugh. ❝you finally got your dream of being alone with him in a room.❞

❝it really has been a while.❞ the older male faked a cry.

don't get him wrong, he didn't mind having their son sleep with them in the same room. it's just that, he believed that soulmates needed time alone together sometimes. too bad, his husband was just too focused on their son which he can only sulk at it. also not to mention how his husband's sweetest most renowned nickname he can give to him was hand sanitizer.

but anyways, there were more problems that needed to be solved and one of them is, ❝by the way, who is this daddy of yours?❞

the question being brought out of no where made the male blush madly, having his eyes wondering everywhere as if he was looking for answers. ❝h-hyung, i h-hope you drive s-safely.❞

that sight of theirs with xiaojun blushing and hansol laughing at him can be easily mistaken from afar, it looked like the guy was flirting at the secretary and it made his cheeks heat up.

by that statement, it's actually dedicated to the ceo that just got out from the parking lot and had to witness this sight unfold once again. it annoyed him for some reason and he couldn't pinpoint as to what it really is. although, he'd like to think that this place isn't for flirting so if they'd want to do it, might as well go to another place and now in front of his company.

❝and then he says he liked yangyang.❞ he uttered with a huff, stuffing his car keys inside his pocket before he continued to walk the moment that car drove away.

xiaojun had no idea that he was being followed from behind, wearing an adorable smile as he greeted every single person that passed by him. even the receptionist behind the desk who was yawning and looking like she just woke up, he greeted her with a friendly wave. but he then noticed how her stance change and how she quickly fixed herself before she could return his wave, it was as if someone superior just arrived inside the building.

shrugging, he was too lazy to turn around. and so, he continued to walk till he arrived in front of the elevator, meeting the head of finance that still had a smirk on his face.

❝did you sleep with that?❞ xiaojun commented, already got comfortable with the tall man as he was always with him during that time when the ceo was away.

the head of finance raised a brow, ❝sleep with what?❞

with the lift's door being finally opened and having no one else inside, the two of them got inside. ❝with that smirk on your face.❞

❝oh, you'll see.❞ lucas didn't know why he was the one getting excited there. maybe because he knows he'd be seeing another drama inside the elevator.

xiaojun had his thick brows furrowed at the guy's remark. ❝see what—❞

and just when the secretary was about to press his desired floor number, his eyes was widened like saucers when a man came inside having gravity and time in his side. the way how everything slowly down the moment he stepped inside the elevator, how his hair blew perfectly that made xiaojun question as to where the wind came from, and how he fixed his blazer with that look on his face and eyes gazing down on him.

that made him gulp loudly, not knowing that both the ceo and the head of finance was looking at him.

❝i'm sorry, i should—❞ yeah, he planned to leave and take the stairs. or, taking another lift.

but before he could get out of the lift, which he already can call it as hell, his hand was being taken by the tall man and made him go back to where he stood before.

he hissed and was about to snap back at lucas but the head of finance just shrugged and pressed their floor numbers. with the doors not being closed, xiaojun had no chance of leaving.

neither of the two noticed the glare coming from the ceo when lucas went to take his hand.

❝talk to him.❞ lucas whispered as he nudged the shorter male beside him, having his finger subtly pointing at the ceo that's on the other corner of the lift.

xiaojun only clicked his tongue and scooted closer to the head of finance. ❝why the fuck should i?❞

the choice of word almost made lucas gasp, but he knew he had to stay calm and make this drama come true. ❝because he's your sweet father.❞

❝what—❞

❝and you're his sugar baby.❞ it was as if that's something to be proud of, seeing the tall man smile widely.

he was getting on his nerves and xiaojun won't hesitate to hit him. which, he planned to do so. he had his hand clenched in fist and as he raised it up, just for him to be able to hit the head of finance by the arm, he was being pushed away quite harshly. he expected for his back to touch the metallic walls of the lift but he felt a chest instead.

he didn't get the chance to turn around when it had just been the fifth floor and people now started to swarm inside the lift. having lucas at the other end with that teasing smile on his face and xiaojun still staying there with his back glueing to a person's chest.

"fuck." he muttered in another language, whispering it so that no one inside the elevator would hear it.

unfortunately for him, the ceo heard it quite well and seeing his flushed face made him smirk. but that smirk on his face soon disappeared when the shorter male started to squirm in front of him.

awakening something that should be put to sleep at a situation like this.

all that's inside xiaojun's head was to get himself away from the ceo, already praying to the gods above that he'd be able to escape this situation. if only lucas didn't push him, he wouldn't be stuck with the ceo lowly groaning behind him.

wait, why is he groaning?

the secretary let out a quiet shriek out of despair when he saw more and more coming inside the lift they were in and caused for the place to be fully packed. it also made him stick more to the ceo's body, giving him a hard time to squirm away.

not until he felt a pair of hands gripping his hips real tight, making his breathing hitch and heart pounding really hard. but even though he was locked in that position, that didn't stop xiaojun from moving. he just really wanted to get away from him and be able to breathe fresh air again.

what stopped him was how he felt something hard poking under his bottoms and how he could now feel a hot breath on his ear.

"you really love pressing my buttons, huh?" and it made it worst to hear the ceo speak a language that he understood.

❝what buttons—❞ xiaojun covered his mouth as he couldn't hold back a yelp when he was being slammed on to the wall with the pair of hands still gripping on his waist.

bringing one hand up, hendery glared down at the panicking and flustered secretary as he trapped him with one arm.

everyone then started to turned their heads around to see what caused the loud thud but before they could do that, lucas had to sacrifice himself and save the drama that he had been watching all along and noticing the fishing tension between them.

❝everyone!❞ he shouted, making them flinch but caught all of their attention nonetheless. the way how he stern his voice was in shouting made them think that he'd announce something important about the company. but they didn't expect for him to say, ❝do you know that turtles breathe air through their butts?❞

while the head of finance had their attention wrapped around his finger, the two of the people being saved from embarrassment were staring at each other. hendery glaring at his secretary, and xiaojun covering his mouth while looking up at the ceo.

deciding to play, the man then had a sly grin on his face as he neared closer to the shorter male that pressing himself to the wall. ❝dejun, don't you want to see what you've woken up?❞

xiaojun was about to say a word with his hands still cover his mouth but quickly had his eyes shut tight when hendery leaned too close just to whisper on his ear.

❝don't you want to put it back to sleep?❞

arriving to their floor, lucas immediately but carefully pushed each one of the employees out of the lift and making sure to cover the two from their sights. sadly for him, he too had to go out as it was his department. with a pout, he turned around the moment he got out along with them.

he wanted to say something, probably tease them for looking like they were about to do it inside the lift but decided not to. not like they'd also hear him as they looked like they were so immersed in their own world.

although, he didn't forget to wave a hand at xiaojun to was calling him out for help with those teary eyes of his.

being in the same position for a couple more minutes was hard, with the ceo literally hard and the secretary finding it hard to stay standing with his legs getting all jelly. it took them another more minute before they finally had reached to their own floor and xiaojun didn't wait another second, lightly pushing the man away and making a run for it.

but he should have known his short legs was no match for hendery who caught up with him without a sweat and now started to drag him towards his office.

❝let me..❞ xiaojun pulled himself away from his grip on his wrist but it was no use, the ceo was still dragging him along. ❝go!❞

hendery didn't bother to say anything and just pushed the doors opened and didn't bother closing it. that's when another episode of xiaojun being slammed on to the wall happened. the shorter male let out a whimper and the ceo honestly found it adorable for some reason, making him go back to smirking just to tease him more.

xiaojun then raised both his hands and placed it on his chest, glaring at the ceo who's finding the fun in dragging him around and slamming him to walls. ❝are you crazy!?❞

also at how they were almost got caught inside the elevator with people around. imagine how controversial it would be having a ceo being in a relationship with a student but pinning his secretary to a wall and looking like they were about to make out.

❝for yangyang? sure.❞ hendery let out a low chuckle, leaning down an inch close till their noses would touch. ❝for you? might be.❞

it was as if he didn't punch him in the face at all. xiaojun scoffed, making an attempt to push the ceo away from him and go back to his own humble abode, melt there and contemplate about his life. ❝get off.❞

hendery raised a brow, ❝right here in front of you?❞

the shorter male then gasped at how dirty the other was thinking, not hesitating to smack him on his chest. ❝kunhang, no.❞

seriously, he was the one who told him to get away from his boyfriend and now it's also him who's teasing xiaojun this much. poor guy, he might probably blow up judging by how red his face is.

❝you know,❞ hendery couldn't help but smile at how he named roll perfectly from his secretary's tongue. ❝you still haven't answered my question.❞

remembering it then made xiaojun be in a blushing mess, having his hands clutching tight on to the ceo's expensive suit he was wearing. ❝i d-don't remember.❞ he then mentally cursed at how he started to stutter.

he can't be blamed, they faces were close and one wrong move could make him taste his lips again.

❝i'll say it again.❞ by now, hendery wasn't teasing him anymore. something inside him really wanted to know the answer. ❝don't you have feelings for me?❞

that's actually what xiaojun was asking at himself, does he? he just admitted that he had feelings for yangyang, and he still had up until now even though he was asked to forget it. if he had feelings for the student, would it still be possible to like another person? if he liked hendery, shouldn't he start to lose interest with yangyang by now? but he still liked the student, that means he had no feelings for the ceo.

what about how his heart kept on pounding inside his chest whenever he's this close? how about his face heating up whenever he'd say something flattering? then, what about those moments where time would slow down whenever he'd see him? shaking his head aggressively, he'd want to conclude that all of this were just happening because hendery is teasing him and this is how he'd always react whenever he'd get teased on.

❝dejun?❞

❝i d-don't..❞ he spoke out, sounding unsure of his answer.

that wasn't what he expected to hear. but why was hendery smiling? ❝next time,❞ he neared towards his ear, making the shorter male shudder as his warm breath trailed up from his neck. ❝say it without stuttering.❞

hendery then pushed himself away from the blushing male and now made his way towards his desk that's filled with papers piling up, making him internally groan at the paper works he'd be doing for the day.

but before sitting down, he made sure to eye the secretary still retrieving his soul by the wall.

and it then made him think that it would be a great idea to tease him one last time. ❝dejun, close the door.❞

that snapped xiaojun out from his thoughts, making him have a new set of impure thoughts at what the ceo had just said. ❝w-what?❞

why would he need to close that door? hugging his own body securely, xiaojun gave the man a glare as if he was warning him.

chuckling, ❝close the door when you leave.❞ hendery told his flustered secretary before he sat down on his swivel chair to start with his paper works.

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