RFT 38

As Do Ye-jun kept his mouth shut tight, Cheon Sa-hyun let out a sigh.

“I didn’t know Secretary Kim was your type, Hyung.”

“What? What are you talking about?”

“You shared the tarts I sent for you to eat….”

“…Did the secretary tell you?”

No? There shouldn’t have been any time for that…. He hadn’t seen the secretary touch his phone or anything while he was with him.

One corner of Cheon Sa-hyun’s mouth curled up crookedly. He was clearly displeased.

“Otherwise, there’s no reason for Secretary Kim to have stayed here until I arrived. I never asked him to do that. Besides, there’s an empty tart box on the table, and I know you’re not the kind of person who eats four tarts all at once.”

“Wow…. Hey, you could actually be a detective.”

At Do Ye-jun’s stunned remark, Cheon Sa-hyun gave a thin smile. Naturally, it didn’t seem like a smile born of happiness.

“Thanks for the compliment. However, that wasn’t the correct answer.”

“…There was a correct answer?”

Do Ye-jun asked cautiously, gauging Cheon Sa-hyun’s reaction. Cheon Sa-hyun nodded slowly.

“Yes. Shall I give you one more chance?”

Caught off guard by the sudden quiz show, Do Ye-jun flusteredly asked,

“Is there a time limit?”

Cheon Sa-hyun let out a scoff of disbelief.

“How much time do you need?”

“Uh… 3 minutes?”

Once he gave a rough estimate, Cheon Sa-hyun told him to go ahead and began staring at his wristwatch. This made Do Ye-jun even more anxious, and his eyes darted around.

Then, he suddenly realized something was off.

“Wait, what’s the question?”

“Why don’t you know that?”

“……I don’t remember. What was it?”

Seeing Do Ye-jun’s innocent expression, looking as if he truly had no clue, Cheon Sa-hyun bit his lip to stifle a laugh.

“I really don’t know….”

As Do Ye-jun’s face almost crumbled into a pout, Cheon Sa-hyun finally burst into laughter.

“Of course you don’t. Because I never gave you a question.”

“You little…!”

“But there is still a correct answer.”

“Give me a break. How can there be an answer when there’s no question?”

When Do Ye-jun retorted in a grumpy voice, Cheon Sa-hyun shrugged and cupped Do Ye-jun’s cheeks in his hands.

“Do you still not know?”

Sensing the atmosphere, Do Ye-jun mumbled in a small voice.

“I want to not know….”

Cheon Sa-hyun chuckled as if that were impossible and kissed Do Ye-jun right then and there.

Chu. After pulling away with a light sound, Cheon Sa-hyun kept his eyes downcast and began gently rubbing Do Ye-jun’s cheek. Soon, his hand moved to knead Do Ye-jun’s ear. Do Ye-jun shivered at the strange sensation.

“If we do it here, Secretary Kim outside will hear everything, right?”

Eyes filled with apprehension, Do Ye-jun looked up at Cheon Sa-hyun.

“Do—do what?”

“What we were planning to do before you lost your memory.”

Do Ye-jun gasped sharply. He locked eyes with Cheon Sa-hyun to gauge his sincerity.

A confined space, Cheon Sa-hyun’s secretary guarding the outside. The environment was far more disadvantageous than before. Do Ye-jun’s face began to turn pale. Cheon Sa-hyun stared intently at him with a thick, unreadable gaze.

Amidst the suffocating standoff, Cheon Sa-hyun opened his mouth with an “Ah.”

“Since you’ve lost your memory, of course you wouldn’t know. What we were trying to do.”

His tone was blatantly artificial. However, those words allowed Do Ye-jun to breathe a sigh of relief.

“You’re probably curious, but I’ll tell you next time. I feel like if I tell you now, you might lose your memory again.”

Gulp. Do Ye-jun swallowed hard and sat obediently on the sofa. Cheon Sa-hyun smiled softly and stroked Do Ye-jun’s hair.

From then on, until Cheon Sa-hyun finished work, Do Ye-jun remained as quiet as a mouse. He didn’t even let out a single cough, fearing he might be a distraction. Cheon Sa-hyun only glanced at Do Ye-jun occasionally and didn’t strike up a conversation. Because of this, Do Ye-jun was able to observe Cheon Sa-hyun for quite a long time.

To be honest, part of it was that he felt too awkward to do anything. This wasn’t the Cheon Sa-hyun he knew. It was as if his perspective on Cheon Sa-hyun had expanded. Do Ye-jun felt that seeing Cheon Sa-hyun working silently—a side of him that had never been described anywhere—wasn’t actually that bad.

Frankly, it felt like he was looking at a pictorial, and he couldn’t take his eyes off him. He thought that if he were the female lead, it would have been very difficult not to fall for Cheon Sa-hyun.

For three hours, Cheon Sa-hyun’s concentration didn’t waver for a second. Naturally, there was no time for leisure or distractions. It felt as if there was a giant transparent barrier between him and Cheon Sa-hyun. He felt as though he was here, while Cheon Sa-hyun was somewhere far away.

The more he got to know Cheon Sa-hyun, the more he felt he was drifting away from him. There were times when the Cheon Sa-hyun who was a character in a novel and the Cheon Sa-hyun currently before him felt like two completely different people. Just like right now.

Clack.

6 o’clock. When the minute and hour hands fell stolen contentinto a unauthorized copystraight line, Cheon Sa-hyun closed the file folder. He then capped the fountain [Read on Read BL Novels]pen Do Ye-jun had seen in his drawer and stood up.

“Shall we go home?”

Cheon Sa-hyun looked at Do Ye-jun. Since Do Ye-jun’s gaze had been fixed on him the whole time, their eyes met instantly without a moment’s delay.

However, Cheon Sa-hyun reacted calmly, as if he already knew Do Ye-jun had been staring at him. It was Do Ye-jun who became flustered. Rolling his eyes around like someone caught peeking, Do Ye-jun replied with an awkward smile.

“You work hard.”

“It’s work, so I do it diligently. I’m in a position where I have to.”

Cheon Sa-hyun replied as if he were being asked something obvious, then stood by the office door and tilted his head. Do Ye-jun hurriedly stood up and went to his side.

“I’ll be heading out now.”

As Cheon Sa-hyun and Do Ye-jun left the office together, Kim Jun-hwan stole glances at them while pretending not to, and Cheon Sa-hyun greeted him with a smile.

“Ah, yes! Please head out.”

Kim Jun-hwan bowed stiffly, and Do Ye-jun gave a silent nod of greeting beside him. Cheon Sa-hyun began walking toward the elevator with his arm wrapped around Do Ye-jun’s shoulder.

“What do you want for dinner?”

“I don’t really have anything in mind….”

“You still have to eat something.”

Kim Jun-hwan craned his neck, watching the two of them cross the hallway. He had been unsure while they were inside the office, but seeing them like this, the relationship between the two seemed quite unusual.

“……It seems they are related to that person the Director was calling the other day.”

The image of Cheon Sa-hyun taking the call with such strict politeness overlapped with the image of him talking affectionately with Do Ye-jun.

After returning their access badges at the lobby, the two went down to the underground parking lot and got into the car.

“If there’s nothing you want to eat right now, shall we stop by a rest area on the way home?”

“Sure.”

“Okay. But there’s one more place to stop before we go.”

“Where?”

Cheon Sa-hyun naturally began driving somewhere, and Do Ye-jun soon realized where he was going.

“Your house?”

“Yes. I’m running low on clothes to change into.”

“…Are you really planning to move into my house?”

“Of course. Since you haven’t recovered your memories yet, Hyung.”

Do Ye-jun had a lot to say, but he suppressed it. He had finally realized that arguing about this would bring him no benefit.

“By the way, did you find what you were looking for?”

“Huh? What?”

When Do Ye-jun looked confused by the sudden topic, Cheon Sa-hyun turned his head toward the passenger seat where Do Ye-jun was sitting.

“I mentioned there was a mouse in the office and asked you to keep an eye on it… but it turns out I had entrusted the office to the mouse.”

“……Is that about me?”

“Yes. You searched every single nook and cranny quite diligently.”

Cold sweat ran down Do Ye-jun’s spine. Since he hadn’t said anything, he naturally assumed Cheon Sa-hyun hadn’t noticed. In the first place, there was so little in Cheon Sa-hyun’s office that there wasn’t much to search for. Moreover, all he had done was open and close some drawers….

“How did you know? Are you really a detective or something?”

“Isn’t it because you acted so obviously, Hyung? You even asked for the laptop password….”

“Ah.”

“If you had looked through the laptop instead of other places, you might have found what you wanted.”

“……What’s in there?”

Do Ye-jun hadn’t searched Cheon Sa-hyun’s office for any grand meaning or purpose. He had just wondered if something might turn up. To be specific… maybe a weakness of Cheon Sa-hyun’s?