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Sehun has been sulking in his office for days now.
The manager couldn’t be properly spoken to. He didn’t want anyone inside his office unless it was urgent or needed his full attention. But other than that, he wouldn’t let anyone disturb him nor talk to him. He didn’t even want his daily dose of his favorite caffeine courtesy of his secretary. That most likely added fire to his already boiling mood.
And Junmyeon has been blaming himself for that.
He knew he should do something about it. It has been three days but his boyfriend still wouldn’t talk to him.
“Jongdae, go bring this to Mr. Oh.”
Junmyeon sighed as he heard his colleague mention the name of the love of his life.
“Why me?” Jongdae, one of his officemates and friends, answered Minseok with a question.
“This is your project.” Minseok said. He was holding a folder with documents inside that needed immediate signature from their manager. “We all know he doesn’t want his secretary to bring this to him. So you bring this yourself.” Everyone then turned to Junmyeon who was scribbling something on his notepad but he clearly heard what his colleagues were saying.
“No way. No fucking way.” There was horror in Jongdae’s tone. “I’m not going inside that office.” He added while pointing at the manager’s office a few steps away from their spot.
“Then I won’t bring this myself either.” Minseok placed the folder on top of a vacant table and went back to his own seat.
Junmyeon knew he should do something again, even if he already tried doing something for the past two days but got no reaction instead.
He sat up from his swivel chair and picked the folder up and violently marched his way to the manager’s office.
He would end this once and for all.
He didn’t even bother knocking on the door and just let himself in this time. He had enough.
“What the—”
“What the what? What the fuck? What the hell? What else?” Yeah. Junmyeon had enough.
“What are you doing here—”
Junmyeon didn’t let his boyfriend finish his speech again and furiously threw the folder down at the manager’s table.
“Sign it and tell me what the fuck is your problem.” He commanded as if he was the boss between them.
Well, he was.
And Sehun should know that.
“I told you not to disturb me.”
Junmyeon gasped. “I am disturbing you?” He said while emphasizing the I am, his right hand was on his left chest. “I’m just doing my job. Delivering you the documents you need to review and sign. How is that disturbing you?”
“Junmyeon—”
“You talk to me for the first time in three days and now I’m just Junmyeon?” He shook his head. “Fine. Just sign the documents and get your shit together. Everyone’s terrified of you now, you know. Not even one of them wants to see your fucking face anymore.”
He didn’t let Sehun reply to him and immediately went to the door. For the past two days, he tried talking to his boyfriend in the most patient way possible. Now he has had enough. Being hard to get was his personality trait, not Sehun’s.
“Baby, wait.”
He stopped before he could reach the doorknob and turned his back to face the manager who now stood from his seat. “Now I am baby?” He emotionlessly said.
“What am I supposed to feel?” Sehun burst out. “You rejected me.”
Of course, Junmyeon knew that. He knew from the start why his boyfriend was acting like this for days now. He knew he was to blame.
“Sehun”
“Do you think that was easy? Huh?” Sehun asked him. “Do you think it’s easy for me to act okay when you straight up rejected my proposal?”
Junmyeon swallowed the lump in his throat. Far from the raging Junmyeon a while ago, suddenly, he couldn’t speak.
“I know you were shocked. It was so sudden and it wasn’t planned and I didn’t have a ring, but baby…”
And then Sehun started crying.
“...I love you.”
Junmyeon felt his heart sink. “I know.” He said. He strolled his way to his boyfriend but Sehun stopped him.
“You know what, I would gladly accept it if you refused to marry me just because I proposed in the pantry.” The manager shook his head, smiling while remembering Junmyeon’s stunned face while complaining why he proposed inside their office pantry just a few days ago. But of course, Junmyeon was not that shallow. His boyfriend didn’t reject him because of that reason. “But Jun, when you told me that you’re not yet ready,” Sehun stopped, collecting his thoughts carefully so that he wouldn’t say something that could hurt his boyfriend. “It seemed to me that you don’t really want to do this.”
“Baby, no.” Junmyeon countered. “I just, I-I thought, I—”
“It’s alright.”
“No!” Junmyeon was ugly crying now. “It’s not that I don’t want to be with you. Of course, I do. You should know that, Sehun. I don’t scream your name every night for you to not acknowledge my love for you.”
“Baby!”
“Sehun, all I’m saying was, it’s not because that I don’t love you that’s why I said no.” He sniffed the fluid that was running out from his nose before he continued. “You know our setup.”
“What set up?” Confused, Sehun came near his boyfriend to wipe his tears away even though he himself needed comforting, too.
“This,” Junmyeon said. “You being my boss, I—”
Junmyeon didn’t get to finish what he has to say as Sehun quickly pressed their lips together. They were both crying and they could taste each other’s tears as they kiss but they couldn’t care less anymore.
They carried on with what they were doing, tasting each other that they both yearned for the past three days.
Sehun’s right hand guided Junmyeon’s head while his left hand started traveling inside his lover’s pink sweater, caressing the soft skin underneath.
Junmyeon, on the other hand, started to moan in between their kisses as he wrapped his arms around Sehun’s neck.
After a minute or so, he began to go playful and grabbed Sehun’s crotch with his one hand, which made Sehun scream his name. “Junmyeon hnnnggg…”
“Will you marry me, Sehun?” Junmyeon whispered when their lips parted for a second, still holding on to the dick. That was his, by the way.
“B-baby,” The manager said, almost breathless. He couldn’t comprehend what his baby had just said because he was too distracted by the hand that was grabbing his dear Sehun Jr.
“What do you say?” Teased Junmyeon. He said it in the most daring way possible and that made Sehun weak to the knees once more.
“I-I can’t…” Sehun said weakly, pertaining to the sexual tension that was now on a full one hundred percent mode.
Junmyeon pushed him assuming that what Sehun responded was an answer to his billion-dollar question. “What? Are you getting even with me?”
“I mean, I can’t come here right now,” Sehun said while panting. “I have a meeting at 10. I don’t want to explain to them why my pants are wet.”
They both looked at the wall clock behind Sehun’s table and they noticed they only have 10 minutes before the clock struck at exactly 10. Sehun might be horny but he needed to commit to his obligations first.
“What?”
“We can continue later after my meeting.”
Junmyeon sighed as he understood what was happening. Okay, it was his fault since he grabbed his boyfriend’s dick so it was understandable if Sehun didn’t hear him ask.
Maybe he would just wait for Sehun to ask him the question again. Or maybe, he could just ask Sehun himself again later when the meeting adjourned.
Either way, he wouldn’t back down now. After what Sehun had made him feel, he could say that he was ready now.
“Okay, I’ll wait after the meeting is done.” Junmyeon said.
“Wait for me, baby.” Sehun said while returning back to his table, carelessly gathering the papers he needed to bring.
“Don’t go back to your table. Wait for me here.” He kissed Junmyeon on the forehead before heading in the direction of the door.
Junmyeon just nodded as he watched his boyfriend leave.
But before Sehun could close the door, he peaked his head back inside the office and said something that Junmyeon would forever remember for the rest of his life.
“And yes baby, I will marry you.”