Chapter 15

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• Writer's POV:
• Hosun stared in awe with his mouth open at his everything the moment he followed Yoonjin into the big company building.
• Everything inside looked expensive and everything was white and made of glass, making the younger feel like he was in some sort of Paradise.
• Even the employees looked like they are from golden plates and silver spoons.
• "Hosun." Yoonjin's smooth voice caused the younger to snap out of his trance to see that the CEO stood by the elevator, waiting.
• Hosun rushed to his side and was led into the elevator.
• Even its interior was chic.
• *
• The elevator stopped at the last floor and Yoonjin led the way, heading for his office.
• "Good morning, Mr. Min." the pretty secretary with long hair, greeted.
• "Mm."
• He unlocked his door and made Hosun enter first before he followed. Chanyeol remained outside and guarded the door.
• "Woah..." Hosun gaped at the big office.
• It had everything! Two big and expensive sofas, a flat-screen on the wall, a mini fridge that was probably full in a corner, and an AC.
• Hosun watched Yoonjin get behind his huge office desk, pick a little remote amongst two others, and press one of the buttons. Immediately, the thick curtains that had been covering the big windows, parted and exposed the most beautiful view of the city of Seoul.
• "Make yourself at home," Yoonjin said ever so smoothly, taking his suit off and hanging it close by.
• "Wow..." Hosun admired the place, sitting on one of the very comfortable sofas. The sofa made him feel like he was sitting on a cloud.
• "This is so comfy, Mr. Min. Your office is beautiful."
• Yoonjin was already in his seat.
• "Thank you."
• Just then, there was a knock, and when Yoonjin answered, his secretary came walking in with some files.
• "Sir, I have brought your agenda."
• "Go on."
• "You have a meeting with the board of directors at noon, presentation of the new project at..."
• 'Hmm, now that I'm his assistant in some way, this will be my job, right?'
• Hosun thought while the secretary finished reading the agenda. Yoonjin nodded and waved her off. She excused herself and left.
• "That's what I'll be doing right? As your assistant and stuff." Hosun said, getting Yoonjin 's attention.
• "I didn't say you'd be my assistant. I already have one. I said I would make you something like an assistant. Just take the others I give you and that's it. Things I can't ask my secretary to do, you'll do." the CEO replied casually, turning to focus on his computer screen.
• Hosun frowned.
• "Things like what?"
• Yoonjin pulled one of the drawers of his fancy desk and took out a napkin before throwing it at Hosun. The younger stared at the piece of cloth in wonder.
• "Pick it. Start cleaning. I asked the janitor not to come to wipe the furniture today. You'll do so."
• Hosun's eyes widened.
• "Excuse you??" he stood, hands on his hips.
• Yoonjin looked up from his computer.
• "I'm not a servant or something, what the hell??"
• "The rules, Jung Hosun. Remember what this implies. Or you can just forget the whole thing." the older said in a deep, stern voice, his brows furrowing.
• Hosun wanted to stand his ground but remembered his badly he needed the help Min Yoonjin was offering.
• 'Just do as he says. Think of the money. Think of the money.'
• Sighing and cursing under his breath, Hosun picked up the cloth and started cleaning the glass table in between the two sofas.
• Yoonjin smirked, pleased before going on with his work.
• A few minutes later, after he was done replying to important emails, he leaned into his seat and watched Hosun who wasn't done yet and was now wiping another table with a huge case on it.
• The table was a low one, giving Hosun no choice but to bend over to clean it.
• Yoonjin found himself staring at the younger's ass looking perfect in the tight jeans. His eyes roamed over and went down to Hosun's thighs.
• They were so firm. So thick. So strong. Probably pale and spotless and waiting to be bruised with love bites and suckles.
• Yoonjin gulped at his thoughts and took off his glasses to rub his eyes. Gosh, it'd been over a month since he'd had sex. He was so preoccupied with work that he hardly had the time to take care of his sexual needs.
• His sugar baby of three good years had finally graduated from college and was obliged to leave the country two months ago, with his family who'd decided to move to a different continent. Of course, this left Yoonjin feeling alone again.
• Yoonjin disliked serious relationships. He did not like dating and this also had something to do with protecting his image as an influential man. However, he preferred to have a sugar baby. A younger man that would keep him company as well as keep him sexually satisfied (not obligatorily, but necessary) and more. Someone submissive. Someone who could take orders easily and do everything to please him. In return, Yoonjin would take care of their every need, shower them with gifts, and much more.
• The CEO watched Hosun walk to the fridge to clean its top.
• He saw a potential sugar baby in Hosun the day they bumped into each other at the Cherry bomb. His silver hair at the time was inevitable and he looked so good. But the moment the boy turned rude, Yoonjin knew Hosun was the case. He brushed off the idea of having him as a sugar baby.
• But ironically, they met again. In the worst circumstances. When Yoonjin discovered that he was innocent and that he was going to have to keep the boy for a while, the idea came rushing back.
• Several times he tried to brush it off but seeing Hosun walk about the house in sweatpants every day, had the CEO thinking hard. And when the brilliant idea of using Hosun's financial condition struck him, he stopped resisting. He had to make this boy, his sugar baby.
• Hosun was his type. Even better looking than his ex-sugar baby. Yes, he was not the submissive type but at least Yoonjin could get him to do a few things here and there. He knew that with time, Hosun would loosen up. Especially when the benefits kicked in.
• 'Fuck that bullshit I told Gyu. I'll be needing more than hugs from this beautiful boy. If he's fine with it of course, which I hope he will be.'
• He thought, fingers grazing his lips.
• "I'm done, sir," Hosun said in a sarcastic tone, approaching Yoonjin's desk and leaning on it, palms flat on the shiny wood.
• He looked down at Yoonjin who looked him in the eyes. The beautiful boy nodded, Hosun was.
• "Am I a good boy, now?" Hosun teased, rolling his eyes. Yoonjin smirked.
• "Yes."
• "Do I get a gift?" Hosun asked, a smile creeping up his lips in amusement.
• "If you behave until after work. Then I might buy you some Chanel." Yoonjin's smoothly replied ever so casually, fingertips joined in front of him as he leaned back into the chair.
• Hosun's brows shot up in shock.
• "Wait... Really?? Are– are you kidding?? You're kidding. Right??" he gasped.
• Yoonjin remained serious.
• "Y– you're not?" Hosun asked with wide eyes.
• "Oh, my gawd... I'll be good for the rest of the day. I promise." Hosun said with a chuckle.
• "I'll see if you'll be," Yoonjin replied. He looked at Hosun's brown hair.
• "Why did you dye your hair? I liked the silver better."
• "Oh?" Hosun touched his perfect locks, "I was trying to blend in that night at the cherry bomb." he laughed.
• "Oh..." was all Yoonjin said before turning to his laptop and typing away.
• Hosun stared silently at him.
• 'Chanel. He said he'll buy me, Chanel. I believe him! I'll do everything he says! I'm that desperate.'
• "Sir? Mr. Min?" Hosun called, clearing his throat.
• "Mm." Yoonjin didn't look up from his screen.
• "I can dye my hair back to the silver you want. Or any color you want." Hosun proposed, now determined to please Min Yoonjin to get the fucking Chanel!
• Yoonjin looked up at him, smiling internally but staying expressionless on the outside.
• He stared at Ho-sun's brown hair.
• "I'd like to see you in lighter brown or blonde," he said, his voice ever so deep and calm. "You'll be prettier than you already are."
• Hosun felt himself blush.
• 'Did he just compliment me?'
• "Uh, thank you." Hosun flashed him a beautiful smile. "I'll go lighter then. I'll dye my hair, tonight."
• "Come show me the result right after."
• "Okay. I will."
• Yoonjin turned back to his computer.
• "Go sit, Hosun."
• Hosun obeyed and returned to the sofa.
• There was the TV remote in front of him and he thought of picking it up and switching the TV on. But then, he remembered one of the rules.
• 'Always ask him permission.'
• "Mr. Min?"
• Yoonjin looked up.
• "Can I watch TV, please?"
• Yoonjin was pleased. One more favorable point for Sunny.
• "Go ahead."
• "Thanks."
• *.*
• Hosun was unproblematic for the rest of the day and it eventually paid off.
• He was more than excited when their car pulled up in front of a Chanel clothes shop.
• Yoonjin led him inside and bought a few clothes for Hosun that he would be wearing for the other days of work.
• "For now, these are what you get. You'll wear these clothes whenever you go out with me. With time, if everything goes well, I'll buy you more."
• Hosun nodded, grinning like an excited kid.
• "Chose one more thing."
• Hosun didn't need to be told that twice. He immediately grabbed a white Chanel pullover.
• The items were paid and they left.
• "Thank you so much, Mr. Min. I feel like saying thank you isn't enough." Hosun said, staring into the shopping bags.
• "Oh my gawd, these were so expensive. M– maybe I shouldn't accept them?"
• He didn't know how to react to the clothes. Versace had left him baffled and now these? He felt like he wasn't worthy of them!
• "Mr. Min I– I think we should return them. Thank you anyway but I– they're so costly and–"
• "Hosun," Yoonjin cut in firmly and the younger kept quiet.
• "If considering them gifts makes you uncomfortable, then don't. These are just the clothes I bought for you to wear for the rest of the week while following me to work. This is because you have no other presentable clothes. The only thing you chose in there is the pullover. Consider that and only that as a gift." he ended.
• Hosun gulped and nodded before averting his eyes back to the shopping bags.
• ~~
• After dinner that night, Hosun chatted a while with his friends I'm Jin's room. He told them about his day being okay, not telling them details about having to follow Yoonjin's rules and getting the Chanel gifts. He preferred to keep that to himself because he felt they would probably find it fishy. He did too but he ignored it.
• After leaving them, he returned to his room where he immediately applied the light brown hair spray Yoonjin had bought him. The dye of this spray was temporal and could wash off. Yoonjin preferred it to real dye because it was less harmful to hair. Also, he wanted Hosun to keep his brown hair but go lighter whenever he asked the younger to.
• Hosun took his time to spray his hair the blew it with a drier. He looked even more handsome than usual with the lighter color.
• Leaving his room, he headed for one of the home offices where he knew Yoonjin was working on some remaining paperwork. He knocked.
• "Come in."
• Yoonjin looked up when the door was opened and Hosun walked in. He immediately noticed the hair. Hosun was gorgeous.
• "So?" Sunny asked, scattering his fluffy hair and smiling. "I think I look pretty good."
• Yoonjin stood and approached the boy.
• "You do." he slowly reached out and ran his fingers through Hosun's silky hair.
• He then left his fingers to trail down the side of his face until he cupped the younger's chin.
• "You're beautiful."
• Hosun's breath hitched and he reddened like never before. He looked into the CEO's piercing eyes, his heart racy all of a sudden.
• Yoonjin swallowed before stepping back, his expression still so empty.
• "You should go to sleep. We have work tomorrow," he muttered before returning to his seat.
• 'Uh, what the fuck just happened to me? That was so weird.'
• Hosun blinked in confusion.
• "Uh yeah, sure. Okay... Goodnight."
• With that, he rushed out of the office.