Tensegrity

“This time, you call me properly. Please pay close attention in the future.”

“Yes.”

Do I have to take instructions when I am dressed inappropriately? Of course, it’s also my fault for hitting the wall, but isn’t it common sense to look away from each other once you’ve confirmed that my limbs are intact?

Executive Director Min twitched his lips slightly to see if he had any more to say. Only after piercing Junkyung’s bare skin with his eyes that blazed like a laser beam, he slowly left the bathroom.

Junkyung, who had almost banged his head against the wall like a guilty and scolded dog, finished his shower quickly after the sound of his footsteps faded away.

A shopping bag with new underwear was in the living room. He had no choice but to wrapped his waist in a bath towel and went out.

Director Min, wearing a shirt half button and suit pants, turned his gaze towards Jun-Kyung.

Junkyung nodded his head and was about to grab a shopping bag and go back to the room when a huge man strode towards him.

“What is this?”

“I bought it with the card you gave me earlier. I have new underwear here.”

As Junkyung knew that Director Min was angry at him for drowning earlier, he opened his shopping bag to show there weren’t anything dangerous in the bag.

“No, not that.”

Director Min who had already entered the private realm of Junkyung took a step above and entered another private realm, the chest.

Jun-Kyung was so nervous that he swung his arm and Director Min caught his wrist.

Tuk.

The shopping bag fell to the floor. Jun-kyung’s eyes naturally focused on the face of Executive Director Min, who was less than a foot away. As in the bathroom before, the stabbing gaze ran through Junkyung’s forehead to his chin. Junkyung was fine, so he thought Director Min would look away but again, as if ridiculing his expectations, the man’s gaze passed through his neck and went down to his chest.

“When did you get hurt here?”

The opponent’s fingertips roamed around his abdomen area. Ignoring the tingling sensations, Junkyung looked down and saw a swollen mark. He might’ve scratched himself a bit here before hitting the wall. It looked like it had left a mark.

He can’t confess that he unconsciously punched himself after thinking of something he didn’t like. If he did, he would be put in a restraining suit.

“What happened here?”

Junkyung chuckled vaguely. He shook his head slightly as if he had no idea. Then, Executive Director Min’s face hardened. Originally, his expression was stiff, but this time he was so seriously wrinkled that his skin cells were on the verge of falling apart like grains of dry sand.

“Maybe… because of artificial respiration earlier?”

Junkyung thought of what happened earlier that he forgot the question briefly. Clearly a hot wind had blown into his airway before vomiting the water. Aside from the fact that it was needed, the fact that Executive Director Min’s mouth and his lips collided does not change.

Just thinking of that makes his heart beat fast, which resulted in the skin turning red. He was embarrassed in various ways.

“It looks like it’s getting worse.”

The chest compressions only happened once, and it didn’t hurt too much. It was normal to have a mark like this. However, Director Min’s thoughts seemed to be different. His hardened eyes changed subtly filled with worries, concern, and remorse.

“I… Hyunseung, my wrist hurts. And it’s cold, so I am gonna put on some clothes.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

The hand that had been pressing on his wrist soon fell off. His fingertips numb from how tightly he was gripped. Jun-kyung picked up the shopping bag that had fallen on the floor.

“Don’t worry about this. You saved my life. And this swelling goes away quickly. I know because I often get hurt while exercising. If it was really serious, I would have asked to go to the hospital first. I am sensitive to injuries.”

He took medicine just in case 911 would be called. The reason he did not want to go to the hospital was simple. More than death, he hated hearing someone say [omega/4 months pregnant] every time he went to the hospital.

He smiled to Executive Director Min slightly, entered the bedroom and got dressed quickly because he was cold.

When he went out to the living room, Executive Director Min was looking intently at the shopping bag lying on one side of the living room. As soon as he saw this, Junkyung quickly took out the card.

“Did you only buy this?”

“This is worth 15 million won (approximately $12,000 usd).”

There were also more than 10 shopping bags lined up. Jun-kyung politely held out the card with both hands.

“Thank you for the card.”

“I have my own. Keep it, it’s for Junkyung.”

“No, but…”

“When the card comes out in Junkyung’s name, you can return it.”

If you marry a chaebol, do you get a corporate card? Cool. Why didn’t I marry a chaebol earlier?

You wouldn’t have gotten to this point if you didn’t have an accident while having a drink with your boss’ son.

Swallowing up the unpleasant voice, Junkyung rummaged through one of the shopping bags and pulled out a small box. He found the luxury wallet he had been wanting to buy for a long time and slipped the card into it and put it in the back pocket of his trousers.

“I need to buy more clothes and accessories.” Junkyung thought Director Min was talking to himself but Executive Director Min was waiting for Junkyung’s reply.

“There’s still a lot.”

“What do you mean a lot? Will these be enough to live in my house?”

“It will be enough if I bring clothes from my home……”

Jun-kyung, who faced the silent gaze of the other person, felt sorry. Most of the clothes he had at home were sports brands, jersey, and t-shirt. And a couple of black suits for security. If he has to count, he’s been using 3 or 4 pajamas since high school.

Among the rich, those who dress like that are either rich or crazy.

“I’m also taking a look around. The store I went to is small and there are not many items.”

When he dared to blame the hotel store with only the finest luxury items, Executive Director Min nodded lightly as if he fully understood.

“But why are you here at this hour?”

“We are going to eat lunch together.”

“Come to think of it, I am hungry.” Swimming takes a lot of stamina. Junkyung was hungry because he had cramps on his leg.

At Jun-kyung’s words, Executive Director Min immediately rang his bell. He had the staff, who appeared in 3 seconds, bring room service by type, including Korean, Western, and Chinese food. It was nice to hear.

Before room service arrived, Executive Director Min borrowed Junkyung’s cell phone and contacted the secretary. Director Min ordered a new phone immediately since his old one fell into the water.

“Contact Ellen. Tell him to come here in the evening. Junkyung’s size, casual to wear right now. Not too fussy. Find out about personal training as quickly as possible. Especially if they are a rehabilitation specialist. Of course, it has to be non-alpha.”

While listening to Director’s Min order on the side, Joon-kyung quietly moved. As he was thirsty and was about to grab some water, DirectorMin’s two laser points stopped Joon-kyung.

The question “Where are you going?” was heard without saying.

“To drink some water.”

Executive Director Min pressed the bell and signaled Junkyung to sit. As soon as he sat down, the staff showed up.

“Room temperature bottled water. Separate ice cups.”

In spite of the arrogant command, the staff did not faze and in a very polite manner went to the bar in the room and put the instructions on the tray.

While on the phone with the secretary, Executive Director Min pointed a finger at Junkyung. The staff turned the direction like flowing water and placed the tray on the table in front of Junkyung. The staff poured water into a half-ice glass and half into a crystal glass without ice.

“Do you need anything else?”

Executive Director Min ignored the employee’s question. Unable to bear the awkward and embarrassing atmosphere, Joon-kyung said, “The sofa over there is wet. I think we need to change the seat,” An employee was going to check the condition of the sofa, but Executive Director Min cut it off.

“After meals.”

“Yes, sir.” All three of them knew who the boss of this space was. Change sofa sheets after meals.

Soon the chef arrived. The square table is now a large circle. Since when? Did you change it while shopping?

Executive Director Min talked on the phone and at some point put his laptop on the table. The seat was, of course, next to Jun-Kyung.

Seeing the steaming food, his appetite rushed in. However, Executive Director Min showed no sign of ending the call. Apparently, since he came all the way here to have lunch, it seemed that he has to catch up on various tasks. As someone who has a schedule set up down to minutes, it was natural.

Junkyung’s stomach growled.

“Well….”

“Eat first.”

Jun-kyung did not hesitate this time and picked up the spoon. He diligently ate Korean and Western salads, starting with the Chinese noodle dishes that had been tempting him before.

While eating for a while, Executive Director Min ended the call late.

“You don’t have to go to work?”

“Junkyung’s well-being is more urgent than the company. Your condition could get worse all of a sudden.”

Are you talking about the aftereffects, or are you talking about the possibility of another accident? It was embarrassing either way. It’s not his style to be so fussy but strangely, if he gets entangled with Executive Vice President Min, he ends up doing something that he normally doesn’t.

They influence the people around them without even knowing themselves. Once you are caught, there is no way out.

‘That guy did too.’

The hallucinations he saw in the water and the sensations that emerged during the shower make him want to participate and join to the other side while knowing the other person is arrogant and dangerous.

‘Maybe this is called charisma.’

Although the outward appearance was different, perhaps the essence was the same. The two brothers were strangely similar.