When Muyoonâs car stopped in front of the building after passing an alley, people who were waiting in advance rushed in. Muyoon did not get out, but secretary Yeo got off first, and the personal bodyguards got out of the car that came behind them. The bodyguards pushed those people away and surrounded the car.
These people, who were film company officials, entered the building after talking with secretary Yeo with a puzzled look on their faces, and only then a bodyguard opened the car door.
When Muyoon unwound his watch, Secretary Yeo naturally prepared a syringe.
Muyoon pressed his temples and looked up at the building feeling the headache that the medicine energy was rapidly circulating. The name of the film company was written on a small building. Yu-Irim is here. The idea gave him the illusion that his headache was going away.
âLetâs go in.â
At Muyoonâs words, the bodyguards moved first, and Muyoon also took a step.
âGood morning, CEO, Iâm the director of this movieâŠâ
As soon as Muyoon entered the door of the building, the director, who approached him, stood in front of Muyoon to greet him, but Muyoon did not pay much attention to him. Muyoon passed him and immediately got on the elevator, and secretary Yeo, other assistants, and bodyguards followed him into the elevator. A production company official and the director tried to get into the elevator together, but were blocked by bodyguards.
âYu-Irim says heâs here?â
âYes, he said he had been here since the first call.â
The narrow elevator stopped on the fourth floor, and the door opened. Muyoon, who was about to get out of the elevator, after confirming that the door was open, stopped when he saw the person standing right in front of him.
âMr. Yu-Irim.â
âItâs been a long time. I really didnât expect you to find me.â
Yu-Irim stood right in front of the elevator door.
Yu-Irim was smiling while leaning against the wall in the hallway, but he didnât seem in a good mood. Muyoon briefly looked around the secretaries and bodyguards around him. They exit the elevator ahead of Muyoon and look around the area and inside the office first. Muyoon saw secretary Yeo pressing the elevator button and then looked at Yu-Irim again. Just in time, those who climbed the stairs arrived on the fourth floor.
There were too many eyes and ears.
âLetâs go in there and talk quietly.â
Muyoon first approached Yu-Irim, grabbed his wrist, opened the nearest door he could see, and went inside. He didnât even check which office it was, but it didnât matter anyway.
Subsequently the people from the production company and the director tried to come inside, but they were blocked by bodyguards.
The door was closed, and there was a little disturbance outside for a while, but neither Muyoon nor Yu-Irim cared much. Secretary Yeo will take care of the room so that no one else can approach the place where it can be heard.
Muyoon let go of Yu-Irimâs arm, and Yu-Irim shook off the arm that Muyoon held. Then he sat down on the sofa and looked up at Muyoon.
âYou took longer than I expected.â
âI thought you would visit and see me at least once.â
âDid you miss me?â
Muyoon tried to make his voice as unexpected as possible..
As soon as he thought that Yu-Irim might have wanted to see him, he pressed his heart, which began to beat wildly, and tried to make a casual voice. He asked while keeping his expression as unchanged as possible, and fortunately, Yu-Irim didnât seem to think much of his question.
âIf you came I was going to have sex with you and make it all even.â
Yu-Irim spoke lightly, and Muyoon laughed. But, while he was laughing, he felt relieved. Yu-Irim said it like a joke, as if he was not serious, but unlike Muyoonâs laugh, it didnât sound very much like a joke. Muyoon thought he might have made love with Yu-Irim helplessly, if he had found him first.
There was a surprising difference between finding things first and making them find things first. It was always psychologically disadvantageous to find it first.
âUnfortunately, that didnât happen.â
âI know right. You just have to wait for me to give up, and I have to be forced to make a choice, so it wasnât a fair game from the beginning. WellâŠâŠ Iâll accept the defeat.â
âItâs a bit of a long excuse to admit it.â
âThatâs pretty meek. Honestly, Iâd like to punch you in the face.â
âI would not recommend that. Even if I donât want to, because of my positionâŠyou will be at a disadvantage.â
âI also have no desire to make it to the social news again as an article about the assault on a chaebol owner. Iâve already experienced social news once.â
Yu-Irim shrugged, and Muyoon sat across from Yu-Irim. Then he glanced at the door.
Everyone on the outside must be waiting for the conversation inside to end. Muyoon had following upcoming schedules. Even if he doesnât say it first, if he stays longer, secretary Yeo will naturally adjust his schedule, but thatâs not that easy either.
Muyoon knew that, but he didnât want to get up and call them.
In the meantime, Muyoon thought that he didnât want to see Yu-Irim that much. It was okay not to meet much. It was just nice to hear from him once in a while, and that was it. Unlike how he felt being completely swept away by him when he met him, when he didnât meet him, he was no different from usual. But when he was in front of him like this, he felt better.
He couldnât take his eyes off Yu-Irimâs face, his heart was beating a little faster, and all his nerves were still directed at him, but he was happy just to see his face.
The difference in Yu-Irimâs appearance was noticeable from the last time. Maybe he got a new haircut, last time he had black hair, but today he has a slightly fluffy perm and light brown hair. This goes well too. Muyoon thought he looked like a cute puppy. Thick horn-rimmed glasses that look like they were worn for camouflage also look good on him. Looking closely from the side, it seemed that there were no lenses, but that was also cute.
âIâm going to get a hole in my face.â
Yu-Irim said while making eye contact, and Muyoon slightly blushed and shyly looked away. However, it wasnât long before his gaze returned to Yu-Irimâs face, and Yu-Irim laughed and leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees and resting his face.
âIs my face that good?â
âI think I told you the other day.â
âOh~ thatâs right. You told me it is beautiful.â
Yu-Irim nodded slightly, and Muyoonâs gaze was on his big blinking eyes.
âDo you like my face only? Is everything else horrible? Youâre an Omega, Iâm an Alpha, and it would be much more comfortable for us to just meet and have sex once in a while. Donât you think so? You donât have to force yourself to work on a schedule that you donât want to do, and you can call me out whenever you want and enjoy it.â
âIâve been wondering since the last time.â
Instead of answering Yu-Irimâs questions, Muyoon chose to ask questions in reverse. Asking if his other points were terrible was a question that was not worth answering on the basis of Muyoonâs standards.
âWhat?â
âIf you hated sponsors so much, why did you tell me that you wonât meet me unless I was sponsoring?â
âI told you last time that I thought you were an old man and tried not to get involved.â
âWhat if I was such an old man, and forced Yu-Irim to sponsor like this?â
Yu-Irim pondered over Muyoonâs question. And after a while he shrugged.
âI bet those old and scruffy bastards are supposed to turn offers down with grumbling like we are being cheap when we bring up sponsorship first. When those bastards talk about money they, even in the beginning, they go on calculating dollars and cents. Well if you werenâtâŠI would have acted the same way as I did to Ceo Seo.
Muyoon laughed for a while thinking about Yu-Irimâs behavior so far. And he leaned back comfortably on the sofa.
âI have a lot of questions for CEO Seo.â
âIf itâs not difficult to answer, Iâll answer.â
âWhy are you spending so much money on me when sex isnât even the purpose? Even if I try to think that you really like me, not my body, it doesnât seem like you really want to meet meâŠâ
âWell⊠â
Muyoon takes a moment to think about why he is investing so much money and time on Yu-Irim.
Money didnât really matter. He had so much money that he didnât even know exactly how much he owned, and he didnât have the same hobby of collecting expensive things as other heads, so it couldnât be said that he spent a lot of money considering it as a hobby. But this time itâs different.
He divides his schedule into minutes, meets people, and holds meetings. Going to bed early in the morning, waking up after not sleeping for several hours, exercising, and going to work. His daily life was a series of tight schedules.
However, he spent two days just watching Yu-Irimâs commercial shooting site. Even now, his schedule has been tight, and even if he moves right now, he has to cancel some of them. However, they just sit there and spend their time continuing a conversation that doesnât mean much, which is all about putting each other on edge and keeping guard against each other. What does this really mean?
âI donât know either.â
But even so, he didnât want to get up from here. It was as if he had stopped for a moment in the middle of running at full power for several hours. He was tired, and his legs were heavy from the moment he stopped, so he didnât want to run again. It felt as if his whole body was losing strength and the tension that had been tight was being released. He didnât feel so drowsy. Rather, he feels nervous in front of Yu-Irim. However, it is different from the tension he feels while working. He liked the tension that he felt when he was looking at Yu-Irim, as if his backbone was slightly strained and his chest was tight. So much that he doesnât want to run again.
âWell, Iâm still annoyed.â
âThatâs why you called me? Youâre going to be like this?â
âIf you donât do that, thereâs nothing to do, is there? The only thing I can use for the CEO is my body and my face, but even if I ask him to have sex, he will not do it like a wooden stone. We just have to face each other and talk like this. Itâs bad luck for the CEO to play with people with money.â
âHa ha ha.â
Muyoon laughed lightly, and Yu-Irim clicked his tongue as if he was annoyed. Muyoon smiled and said, âTsk.â He looked at his tongue between the lips that clicked his lips. He remembered the kiss of the day.
âitâs just a kiss..â
While Muyoon couldnât take his eyes off Yu-Irimâs lips, Irim let out a long sigh and leaned back on the sofa.
âBut you have won. How dare you make such a fuss? I really thought it would burn out for real. No wonder he invaded during the rut periodâŠ.â
âDuring the rut period?â
Mu-yoonâs expression, which had been smiling a moment ago, was slightly stiff and slightly sharp at the end of his speech. Yu-Irim raised his head slightly, leaning against the sofa, and saw Muyoon. There was some doubt in his indifferent gaze.
âYes, rut came, and he came. I cursed him to get out of here right away.â
âDidnât you take your medicine?â
âItâs because Iâm careful not to take medicine if at all possible.â
âDo you mean you just went through a rut?â
âI donât feel like myselfâŠI donât like meeting anyone during ruts. I take some medication, but usually itâs just a sleep inducer or painkiller.â
âThen wonât it hurt your health?â
âI have to lie down sick for two weeks.â
Muyoon looked at Yu-Irim for a moment and then stood up. Yu-Irim followed Muyoonâs movement, and Muyoon approached the door and opened it. Secretary Yeo calls in those who will write the contract on their own without having to say anything.
Muyoon sat at the top of the table, and Yu-Irim, the head of the production company, the director, and the president and manager of Yu-Irimâs agency were present.
The contract was nothing special. For a man so fed up that he ran away, Yu-Irim drew up a contract quite obediently. The conditions had already been revised to the favour of Yu-Irim to persuade him, and there was no need to look at them because they have been recited in front of him several times.
âPlease sign here and hereâŠâ
Wherever the head of the production company pointed out, Yu-Irim signed without saying a word. After signing all the signature boxes on each page and stamping them with the thumbprint, Yu-Irim nervously wiped the ink off his hand. He frowned and roughly wiped it off with a tissue, as if he didnât like something on his hand. Muyoon was a little worried that such roughness would damage his hands.
âWhen will the shooting start?â
âEverything has already been done right upto the filming location, so if Yu-Irim donât mind, Iâll start right away from tomorrowâŠâ
âWhy are you in such a hurry? I just signed. Letâs take a few days off.â
Yu-Irim suddenly interrupted the conversation between the CEO of his agency and the head of the production company and said bluntly. The tissue, which had been wiping his hands, was thrown roughly on the table. He tucked his both hands into his pockets and leaned against the sofa, and spat out as if he was throwing it out.
At Yu-Irimâs words, the CEO of the production company forced the corners of his mouth to smile, but there was a slight twitch in the corners of his mouth.
âMr. Yu-Irim hasnât had a schedule latelyâŠâŠ.â
âBut people need to prepare themselves, donât they? I signed it today, but I think itâs too cruel to film it right away. Donât you think so, CEO Seo?â
Yu-Irim suddenly turned away and called Muyoon. Everyoneâs eyes shifted from Yu-Irim to Muyoon.
Muyoon, who was sitting slightly comfortably and appreciating Yu-Irimâs face, was a bit taken back, and when he stood up and looked at Yu-Irim, Yu-Irim discarded the annoyed and curt face from earlier and smiled beautifully. Looking at his eyes as if he was waiting to see how he would respond, Muyoon raised one eyebrow.
âWhat do you think, CEO Seo?â
âHmm, well.â
Muyoon measured what he wanted while looking at Yu-Irim for a while. It wasnât that hard to notice. Rather, it was an obvious answer. What Muyoon has to worry about now is whether to listen to Yu-Irimâs wishes or to stab him in the back. Yu-Irim was smiling and his eyes were straight.
Yu-Irim is a counterpart who knows what Muyoon is reluctant to reveal, and is also a celebrity who attracts peopleâs attention. Perhaps it would be more beneficial for Muyoon to answer as Yu-Irim wished. ButâŠ
Muyoon smiled, looking into Yu-Irimâs eyes.
âI want you to start shooting as soon as possible. I have already spent too much time on it.â
The corners of Irimâs mouth went down slightly. On the contrary, Muyoon raised the corners of his mouth a little more.
âCEO Seo, didnât you hear what I just said?â
âNo, You heard it right. Also, I have been informed about Mr.Yu-Irimâs schedule and life recently, and I donât think that he needs any more rest. Rather, I think the break was a little too much.â
âThen, letâs start filming within this week.â
Before Yu-Irim could say anything else, the head of the production company spoke, and Yu-Irim was looking at Muyoon without answering anything.