RFT 37

“0000?”

Of course, it wasn’t.

“1234?”

As expected, it wasn’t. If Cheon Sa-hyun had set his password to something like that, Do Ye-jun would have been the first person to scoff and disbelieve it.

Sighing, Do Ye-jun tried plugging in random numbers, then tried ‘Cheon Sa-hyun idiot,’ and finally tried ‘1004’—which he thought was the most plausible answer—but none of them worked.

On a whim, Do Ye-jun sent a text to Cheon Sa-hyun.

[What’s the laptop password?]

A reply arrived shortly after.

[Cheon Sa-hyun: 0719♥]

“What?”

He’s actually telling me? Do Ye-jun, who hadn’t actually expected a response despite being the one to ask, jumped up in surprise.

“And 0719?”

0719 was none other than Do Ye-jun’s birthday. And what was with the heart attached to the end?

Though his face was twisted in a grimace, Do Ye-jun diligently typed in 0719. Then, after struggling for a while to find a heart key, he texted Cheon Sa-hyun again.

[How do I type the heart?]

[Cheon Sa-hyun: I just added the heart because I wanted to; it’s not part of the password.]

middle finger

[Cheon Sa-hyun: ?]

[Ah, mistake]

[Sorry]

[Good luck with your meeting~]

His true feelings had accidentally slipped out in the middle. Do Ye-jun pressed enter, pretending nothing happened. Ding. With a clear sound, the lock was released. And the screen that appeared showed none other than the view of his own room.

And in real-time.

Bori, sleeping on the bed, was clearly visible. Do Ye-jun was horrified.

“Is he pretending to work while watching this kind of thing?”

Recalling the image of Cheon Sa-hyun staring at the screen with glasses on and a frown on his face when he had just arrived at the office, it was even more absurd.

“Why does he like Bori so much?”

Bori was just a cat whose only jobs were eating, pooping, playing, and sleeping; why on earth was he constantly staring at him…? Do Ye-jun crossed his arms and leaned back, glaring at the screen.

Bori rolled around as if Do Ye-jun’s bed belonged to him. Then, he licked his front paws clean, washed his face, and let out a lazy yawn.

“…I guess I see why he watches. It’s strangely captivating…”

Suddenly fascinated, Do Ye-jun stared at Bori as if possessed. When Bori showed interest in the pet cam and approached it, Do Ye-jun hurriedly took out his phone and snapped a photo.

Then, he sent the photo to Cheon Sa-hyun, who must have missed the moment.

[Cute, right?]

[Cheon Sa-hyun: Where?]

Do Ye-jun tilted his head at the text that arrived a moment later.

“Is he in a meeting or not…?”

Even if he had sent the message, there was no need to check it this instantly…

[Can’t you see? It’s Bori]

Do Ye-jun sent another reply. Again, a response arrived immediately.

[Cheon Sa-hyun: I think it would be cute if you took it by switching the camera direction]

“What is he talking about now?”

Confused by the cryptic message, Do Ye-jun opened the camera app and fiddled with various settings.

[Cheon Sa-hyun: Try taking it with the front camera, not the rear one]

Grumbling, Do Ye-jun switched to the front camera as instructed. He flinched at the sight of his own face filling the screen, then struggled to bend his wrist to try and photograph the laptop screen.

“I mean, do I really have to go this far to take a picture?”

Just as irritation rose over Cheon Sa-hyun’s incomprehensible taste, another text arrived with a small vibration.

[Cheon Sa-hyun: You’re doing something weird again, aren’t you?]

“What do you mean I’m doing something weird? I’m working hard doing exactly what you told me to…”

[Cheon Sa-hyun: I meant that if you wanted to show me something cute, you should just send a selfie of Hyung]

“….”

[Cheon Sa-hyun: I can’t reply anymore]

[Cheon Sa-hyun: But if you send a photo of yourself, I’ll reply]

[Cheon Sa-hyun: If you have something to say, make sure to send it with a photo ^^]

The moment he saw that text, Do Ye-jun flipped his phone [unauthorized copy]over, signaling that he would never message Cheon Sa-hyun again. unauthorized copyAs if that weren’t enough, he turned the power off entirely. A look of utter disgust was a bonus.

“…Wait, does that mean he wasn’t looking at Bori, but at me through this?”

Do Ye-jun looked at the bed where Bori was lying with a suspicious gaze.

Knock, knock.

At that moment, a knock sounded from outside. Do Ye-jun jumped, startled as if he were a thief, and scrambled to move. Only after he had nearly crawled under Cheon Sa-hyun’s desk did he remember that he was here as a guest, and he awkwardly emerged.

“…Why are you like that?”

Kim Jun-hwan, who had entered the room after waiting for a while without a response, looked at Do Ye-jun—who was standing awkwardly with his waist half-bent behind the desk—with a strange expression. Do Ye-jun spoke sheepishly.

“Something dropped on the floor…”

“Ah, I see… The Director asked me to bring some refreshments.”

What was placed on the table were palm-sized tarts.

“These…?”

“Yes. They were a gift that arrived this morning.”

Do Ye-jun felt a slight pang of envy, wondering if Cheon Sa-hyun enjoyed things like this regularly. Just a little.

“Ah, but I’m a bit full right now…”

“Is that so?”

“If you don’t mind, please have some too, Secretary Kim.”

Kim Jun-hwan, who had initially declined, sat down as if he had no choice after Do Ye-jun repeatedly insisted. Then, he began eating the tarts with far more gusto than Do Ye-jun had expected. With his mouth full of egg tart, Kim Jun-hwan gave a thumbs-up, signaling that it was delicious.

“Eat slowly…”

Worried he might choke, Do Ye-jun pushed a cup [visit our site]of green tea toward him. Ironically, that green stolen contenttea was what Kim visit our siteJun-hwan had prepared for Do Ye-jun.

Kim Jun-hwan swallowed the tart and began drinking the green tea with a word of thanks. Meanwhile, Do Ye-jun, who had barely eaten half a tart, asked cautiously.

“…By the way, is it okay for me to keep staying here?”

Shouldn’t this be forbidden? At Do Ye-jun’s question, Kim Jun-hwan spoke while picking up a chocolate tart.

“Of course it’s not.”

“…What? Ah, it’s not?”

While Do Ye-jun stood there with a stunned expression, unable to decide what to do, Kim Jun-hwan popped the remaining tarts into his mouth all at once and skillfully tidied the tart box.

“Normally it wouldn’t be, but you can just stay. I don’t know what your relationship with the Director is, but…”

Kim Jun-hwan scanned Do Ye-jun.

“Since you gave me the tarts, I’ll let it slide.”

“….”

“I’m joking. Ah, but I was serious about the tarts. They were great.”

As he bowed, Do Ye-jun hurriedly bowed back.

“This is the first time the Director has invited a guest.”

Kim Jun-hwan’s gaze, which looked at him as if he were a strange creature, was quite burdensome.

“I thought he only worked all day, but I see he does lead a normal life.”

A normal life… Do Ye-jun felt that the assessment of Cheon Sa-hyun was too harsh, yet at the same time, he thought it was accurate.

Though he had become quite relaxed recently, in the beginning when he first met Cheon Sa-hyun, he wondered how the man had even survived until now. Not eating properly, not sleeping properly, working all day… He even stayed shut in his house working after he finished his office hours.

While he wondered if that was the life of Read on Read BL Novelsa protagonist in a romance [visit our site]novel, he also felt pity for Cheon Sa-hyun, who lived such a life as if it were perfectly natural.

“Well, as long as you don’t leak any business secrets, it doesn’t matter if you stay… You didn’t happen to rummage through anything, did you?”

At those words, Do Ye-jun felt a huge jolt of guilt.

“…No.”

He lied in a shrinking voice. Kim Jun-hwan did not press further. Do Ye-jun began to frantically review in his head whether any of the documents he had seen contained important company secrets. He thought he had seen some talk about projects or planning documents…

Since Do Ye-jun didn’t work in a related field, the words were all completely foreign to him, so he couldn’t even remember them properly.

‘Still, I did look at them. Could I get arrested for that…?’

At that moment, the office door swung open.

“Gah…!”

Do Ye-jun jumped up, feeling like a thief whose conscience had betrayed him.

“…What is this?”

Cheon Sa-hyun, who was entering, paused for a moment at the sight of the fluttering, fish-like reaction.

“I shall take my leave now.”

As if he had been waiting, Kim Jun-hwan stood up, gave a polite greeting, and left the office. Cheon Sa-hyun approached Do Ye-jun with a suspicious look.

“What were you two doing? What were you doing to be so surprised?”

“I-I wasn’t doing anything!”

It wasn’t that the two of them had done something, but because he had done something alone, Do Ye-jun’s pupils trembled slightly. Quickly noticing the tremor, Cheon Sa-hyun tilted his head crookedly. One corner of his mouth curled up.

“Looks like you did something.”

“…I didn’t.”

“Then give me proof that you didn’t.”

“….”