Yes, My Master (5b/?)
Title: Yes, My Master (5b/?)
Author : Ahra
Pairing: 2min
Genre: AU
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Choi Minho - the sexiest, smartest, richest guy in universe. Unbeatable in the school grade and currently leading a top company under his father's name as the youngest president. Lee Taemin is all Minho needs as his personal assistant. Yes, perfect combination in work, life, and perhaps, love.
A/n: Uh oh. How unusual, a fast update, no?
" It's not working."
" But why?"
" Isn't this because of him, you do this?"
" No, i - "
" Your eyes told me so." and she smiled.
That time i think i truly like her,
The most beautiful, fairest, and innocent person ever.
The purest one.
.
.
.
Loud chatters deafened the whole ballroom, not sending any impact to Kim Jonghyun who merely stoned while fingers circling a silk cloth which covered a table. He sank in a deep, deep thought which unreachable to be woken.
A young girl who always wore pants, refusing to use skirts.
All this time obody wasn't prettier than her, or it was supposed to be. That's why he chosed not to bring a mate because nobody suited to him (apparently no one really paid attention to this).
That guy is an exceptional.
The smooth feature.
Jonghyun closed his eyes, examining the swashing wave in his heart, suffocated everything inside his ribcage.
" Shit.." he ragged, " who is he.."
Jonghyun shot a glance to the other side and he frowned. Two girls were talking seriously to a waiter while pointing a glass of liquor, indicated a sly plan between them. The two seemed pleased as they gave some money to the waiter and they left.
What on earth they were talking about, i wonder..
.
.
.
The bathroom was unusually super quiet, tranquil, and silent - or it seemed since Lee Taemin brought out an aura inducing the bathroom look quiter. He sniffled, checking out his appareance in front of mirror and fixed hair. He brushed his fringes backward and sighed. Eyes were locked to his reflection, questing for a flaw that might be on. He free hand raised up, touching the hickeys absentmindedly. It was only matter of time when suddenly a stormy feeling combined with heat burning the inner part of his body and Taemin hooped at one time, trying to restore his fair mind.
" Damn," Taemin cursed, hands fluttering to chill himself. He recalled of Minho grabbing his chin.
And the hickeys.
His hot breathe, soft lips.
Taemin's face became redder unknowingly.
His heart was pounding badly, Taemin felt it. He knew his whole body screaming for their sanity to be back. Things happened unexpectedly beyond his thinking capability. Sometimes Taemin could not get used to Minho's touch even after years they spent together. Skinshipping, hugging, and kissing jaws were all Taemin had tasted until it came with possesiveness, Taemin wondered what had possesed his young master's mind. For Minho, to turn Taemin's kness into jell-o, was easy as flipping over hand. Taemin's right eye twitched and his nose crinkled. " I'm going crazy," Taemin mumbled, puffing his cheeks out to shape up the flutter. He took a deep breathe to fill the top of his lungs with needy oxygen and tapped his cheeks. " Get yourself, Lee Taemin!" Taemin couraged himself. To a conviction he nodded twice, folded his arms with vigor and he was ready to encounter his young master and the party again..
.. until he was fully aware that people were eyeing him.
Taemin gulped. Come to think of it, if Taemin recalled while ago, there were really several girls whispering to each other when they saw him with Minho since both arrived.
Is there something wrong with me?
.
.
.
Minho was courtesy wiping his forehead from sweats. Some girls were swirling around him now, making a circle of admiration to the great Choi Minho. But sadly they didn't knew that actually Minho was thinking of someone else. At the corner of his brain Minho prejudiced that his personal assistant might get hit by pervert boys again or girls clinging to him..
and Minho was lit by a fire of jealousy, at the end.
Do these girls have no mate with?
Minho harshly exhaled, clearly getting irritated with them. He waved a hand, intending to shoo them away.. almost.
Not when a middle aged man came to him, bringing a girl whom probably was his daughter. Minho observed the man, easily to recognize one of his business partner. Minho rolled his eyes in annoyance. He knew what woud happen in the next thirty seconds, or less.
" Minho-ssi," the man showed a business smile too, literally, " I would like to introduce you to my precious daughter, Suzy. And Suzy, this is Minho. How about having a nice chat for a while?"
See? Minho sighed.
.
.
.
Taemin stormed on his way to Minho but the young master was nowhere to be seen. He wanted to ignore pairs of eyes looking at him but Taemin just could not. The sharpness of their gazes were jabbing Taemin's hunch about people head over heel to scanning him or pitying the fact that Taemin was actually a unattractive guest (or even worse, a commoner) and Taemin could not help but whined.
But when he found girls flirting to Minho and a super, undoubtedly pretty girl shyly chatting with him, a sudden anger raging in Taemin's mind and his chest was broil. Taemin didn't like the idea of girls seeing Minho like their gallant prey. Or, he hated it.
Quickly Taemin strolled to a corner of the ballroom, granting his need to detach the unpleasant affect.
That lucky bastard, Taemin murmured peevishly. Despite not knowing the reason of this anger, Taemin accelerated his pace until a waiter approached him with a smile
" How about a drink, sir?"
Why, yes, right. Taemin needed a drink to cool his temper. He drew out a stein with red liquid, mumbling "Thanks" and gulped it down in one time.
Then Taemin's eyes widened as he finally realized the type of this liquid.
A liquor.
Taemin choked and he held off the stein from his mouth, coughing on the beverage he drank. Idiot! Taemin sweared to himself, why didn't i realize it earlier? I was stupidly too mad to even re -
It was like thousands bolts jolting him and Taemin jerked, eyes becoming wider. Something was occuring with his body..
Strong.
Burn.
He gritted his teeth.
Weird.
My vision -
.
.
.
Jonghyun didn't remember the last time he felt like this after that girl but he was curious much about the beauty bumping him accidentally. He walked absentmindedly, far from the crowd, shifting to a quiter place. He decided a fresh air would be a good choice so he dragged his feet to nearby a bewray glass door. He adored the fact of girls chasing after him but it wasn't what he really wanted. Fresh air, fresh air. That's what he needed.
Or not anymore when he saw a glimpse of the beautiful boy bending over a dull trellis, trying his best to hold his grip. Jonghyun didn't waste much time so he approached the beautiful boy and tapped him. " Hey," Jonghyun greeted. The beautiful boy checked over his shoulder and Jonghyun was suprised. Watery-eyed and red, puffy cheeks.
" Whaddaya want.." the beautiful boy murmured, telling Jonghyun he was drunk. Jonghyun finally registered in what was going on and he titled head. " Had gone drinking?"
" Noooo..." The beautiful boy shook his head and grinned, " It was a syruuppp and it tasted niceeee.. It was burniiiinggg.."
Jonghyun swallowed back his chuckle. Even when drunk, he was still cute. " Why did you drink that?"
" Umm.." The beautiful boy puckered his mouth thoughtfully even when he was sloshed, " I think it's because a ihik! waiter offered a ihik! drink.." he hiccuped continously.
Ooh, now Jonghyun got it, recalling a feline, cunny transaction he just had seen while ago.
Jonghyun sighed. " Just for you know, it was a part of vulpine plan."
" What ihik! plan?"
Jonghyun concluded that this boy wasn't in his normal state so it was useless to tell him everything. Better to pass it over, Jonghyun thought.
The beautiful boy tried to straighten his body, whispering a small "Where.. is young master.." before he hicupped again.
Jonghyun scrunched his forehead.
What young master?
.
.
.
Key wasn't labeled as Minho's bestfriend for nothing. He was like receiving a recourse radar from Minho and he came rather quickly along with his new boyfriend, Lee Jinki.
" Hi, buddy."
Minho sighed in relief noticing his friend had came to rescue. Suzy smiled politely and bend down little which receiving a modest nod from the diva. Minho then beckoned something and thank Godness Key caught the small hint.
" Am i bothering you two?"
" No," Suzy replied in a small voice, " It's fine, Monsieur. We were just having a nice chat."
" Oh," Key's face turned goof, " I have something to do with him, though.."
Knowing that Kim Key is from the one of greatest families in South Korea, Suzy quickly shook his head and answered, " Of course it's fine! And.. umm, let's have a talk again later, Minho Oppa." She put in a sweetest voice to Minho whom only smiled little, which means Minho didn't want to promise anything.
Finally, the three drifted off to a corner far from the throng.
Minho looked frustated but he thanked Key, anyway. " I don't know how to deal with an acquintance's daughter, that's why i desperately needed you."
Key patted his chest proudly. " We're bestfriends, aren't we?"
Minho laughed, agreeing.
Jinki looked side to side. " Where's Taemin?"
Come to think of it, Minho hadn't found him. " Wasn't he with you?" he asked worriedly and received 'no' as the answer. " I thought he was together with you," Key continued.
" We were, but.." Minho bit his lower lip. " Gotta check it now. Later, guys!" and for the second time, the two were left out again.
Minho quickly spun around, frantically searching for his personal assistant.
.
.
.
" Aish," Jonghyun reflexively caught the passing out beautiful boy over his arm and sighed, " Gotcha. Now what should i do with him.. fainted because of a liquor.." Jonghyun muttered confusedly as he shifted the beautiful boy's position so he rested up against Jonghyun's embrace to his faint. Jonghyun rolled his eyes. How come this boy fainted after drinking once. He sure can't handle alcohol.
Jonghyun lowered his head slightly, brushing the tip of his nose with the beautiful boy's hair and their skins rubbed together in no purpose. Jonghyun was taken aback and he shook his head. " What the heck, Kim Jonghyun!" he scolded himself for being like a high school girl just a while ago. Jonghyun breathed heavily as he examined the beautiful boy carefully.
Wow. He's really pretty and flawless, Jonghyun thought to himself.
The sleep face he made.. Jonghyun could not restrain himself but closing the distance between their faces, hand raising up to touch the beautiful boy, enchanted with his beauty.
" What are you doing with my personal assistant?"
Jonghyun jolted and he looked behind his back, and eventually the two were lost of words.
" Minho?"
A tall, dashing, and almost near to perfect boy was standing in front of him again, after ten years since their last meeting.
and the person after him was jaw-dropped.
" Jonghyun?"
Jonghyun who almost could not believe his own hearing, pointed the beautiful boy in his arms.
" Your personal assistant?"
.
.
.
" I need ~~ ihik! ~~ to make you a cup of ~~ ihik! ~~ Rose tea, Young Master ~~ !"
Minho had execused himself from the party to Key and the diva nodded in understanding which gave Minho thankful feeling so they got back to Choi's Residence. There's no way to continue enjoying the party when Taemin wasn't sober enough. Minho laid Taemin down on bed carefully, afraid to cause new trouble. It was enough suprising his maids for carrying drunk Taemin on his back.
" No," Minho simply answered, " Now lay down! I will get some water."
Taemin pouted and he pulled Minho back to bed, " Stay hereee!"
Minho yelped and he fell on the top of Taemin. Minho winced. " Gosh, Taemin, why did you drink, seriously.."
Taemin didn't answer but shifted his position, which i must to say, dangerously. Their 'things' down south there were accidentally brushing each other and Minho gasped. Fuck. To think that suddenly Taemin had fallen asleep.
Hold on, Choi Minho, he told himself frantically, you are a man with pride! There's no way you can do something improper with ---- shit.
Taemin locked Minho's movement with his legs, murmuring in his sleep.
Minho inhaled and exhaled frustatedly. Huffing slightly, he got out of Taemin with a heavy heart, trying not to make some noise, afraid to wake the drunk asisstant up. Minho sighed as he sat down, face palming himself. He just managed to get through biggest temptation ever in his life. Now what should he do with little problem down there, aish..
And why is he drunk, geez.
He recalled his encounter with Jonghyun earlier, which was rather suprising him.
Minho immediately got up, wheezing, as he rushed to his father's room.
President Choi's room.
" Father!" he yelled. " Let me in!"
" Go ahead," after received an approval, the door burst open. A very serious, frantic Minho stromed in and he glared. President Choi raised up his left eyebrow. " Yes?"
Minho clenched his fist in anger.
" Why did i see my cousin earlier in Kim Key's party?" he shrieked, " And top of all, it was Jonghyun!"
.
.
.
" Why kissed him, Jonghyun."
A shot of glare.
"I've determined to make her as mine."
A flare.
" Don't be kidding me, Minho."
.
.
.
In the next morning, the front door's bell was ringing. Butler Eli ran down the stairs, opening the door and showed a guy with hand full of bag, greeting with a grin . Butler Eli recognized the man before him and quickly bowed to his respect.
" It's been a long time, Sir Jonghyun."
and there comes a loud noise from upstairs.
" I TOLD YOU I DIDN'T INTEND TO DRINK THE LIQUOR!"
" THAT'S WHY YOU ---"
Jonghyun smiled again and let out a quite loud voice " Minho?
Both of them stopped their way and looked the voice owner down there, and the young master froze right at the place he stood, but Jonghyun still smiled widely as if nothing happened.
.
.
.
That's it, Kim Jonghyun.
It's over. Now get lost.
Author : Ahra
Pairing: 2min
Genre: AU
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Choi Minho - the sexiest, smartest, richest guy in universe. Unbeatable in the school grade and currently leading a top company under his father's name as the youngest president. Lee Taemin is all Minho needs as his personal assistant. Yes, perfect combination in work, life, and perhaps, love.
A/n: Uh oh. How unusual, a fast update, no?
" It's not working."
" But why?"
" Isn't this because of him, you do this?"
" No, i - "
" Your eyes told me so." and she smiled.
That time i think i truly like her,
The most beautiful, fairest, and innocent person ever.
The purest one.
.
.
.
Loud chatters deafened the whole ballroom, not sending any impact to Kim Jonghyun who merely stoned while fingers circling a silk cloth which covered a table. He sank in a deep, deep thought which unreachable to be woken.
A young girl who always wore pants, refusing to use skirts.
All this time obody wasn't prettier than her, or it was supposed to be. That's why he chosed not to bring a mate because nobody suited to him (apparently no one really paid attention to this).
That guy is an exceptional.
The smooth feature.
Jonghyun closed his eyes, examining the swashing wave in his heart, suffocated everything inside his ribcage.
" Shit.." he ragged, " who is he.."
Jonghyun shot a glance to the other side and he frowned. Two girls were talking seriously to a waiter while pointing a glass of liquor, indicated a sly plan between them. The two seemed pleased as they gave some money to the waiter and they left.
What on earth they were talking about, i wonder..
.
.
.
The bathroom was unusually super quiet, tranquil, and silent - or it seemed since Lee Taemin brought out an aura inducing the bathroom look quiter. He sniffled, checking out his appareance in front of mirror and fixed hair. He brushed his fringes backward and sighed. Eyes were locked to his reflection, questing for a flaw that might be on. He free hand raised up, touching the hickeys absentmindedly. It was only matter of time when suddenly a stormy feeling combined with heat burning the inner part of his body and Taemin hooped at one time, trying to restore his fair mind.
" Damn," Taemin cursed, hands fluttering to chill himself. He recalled of Minho grabbing his chin.
And the hickeys.
His hot breathe, soft lips.
Taemin's face became redder unknowingly.
His heart was pounding badly, Taemin felt it. He knew his whole body screaming for their sanity to be back. Things happened unexpectedly beyond his thinking capability. Sometimes Taemin could not get used to Minho's touch even after years they spent together. Skinshipping, hugging, and kissing jaws were all Taemin had tasted until it came with possesiveness, Taemin wondered what had possesed his young master's mind. For Minho, to turn Taemin's kness into jell-o, was easy as flipping over hand. Taemin's right eye twitched and his nose crinkled. " I'm going crazy," Taemin mumbled, puffing his cheeks out to shape up the flutter. He took a deep breathe to fill the top of his lungs with needy oxygen and tapped his cheeks. " Get yourself, Lee Taemin!" Taemin couraged himself. To a conviction he nodded twice, folded his arms with vigor and he was ready to encounter his young master and the party again..
.. until he was fully aware that people were eyeing him.
Taemin gulped. Come to think of it, if Taemin recalled while ago, there were really several girls whispering to each other when they saw him with Minho since both arrived.
Is there something wrong with me?
.
.
.
Minho was courtesy wiping his forehead from sweats. Some girls were swirling around him now, making a circle of admiration to the great Choi Minho. But sadly they didn't knew that actually Minho was thinking of someone else. At the corner of his brain Minho prejudiced that his personal assistant might get hit by pervert boys again or girls clinging to him..
and Minho was lit by a fire of jealousy, at the end.
Do these girls have no mate with?
Minho harshly exhaled, clearly getting irritated with them. He waved a hand, intending to shoo them away.. almost.
Not when a middle aged man came to him, bringing a girl whom probably was his daughter. Minho observed the man, easily to recognize one of his business partner. Minho rolled his eyes in annoyance. He knew what woud happen in the next thirty seconds, or less.
" Minho-ssi," the man showed a business smile too, literally, " I would like to introduce you to my precious daughter, Suzy. And Suzy, this is Minho. How about having a nice chat for a while?"
See? Minho sighed.
.
.
.
Taemin stormed on his way to Minho but the young master was nowhere to be seen. He wanted to ignore pairs of eyes looking at him but Taemin just could not. The sharpness of their gazes were jabbing Taemin's hunch about people head over heel to scanning him or pitying the fact that Taemin was actually a unattractive guest (or even worse, a commoner) and Taemin could not help but whined.
But when he found girls flirting to Minho and a super, undoubtedly pretty girl shyly chatting with him, a sudden anger raging in Taemin's mind and his chest was broil. Taemin didn't like the idea of girls seeing Minho like their gallant prey. Or, he hated it.
Quickly Taemin strolled to a corner of the ballroom, granting his need to detach the unpleasant affect.
That lucky bastard, Taemin murmured peevishly. Despite not knowing the reason of this anger, Taemin accelerated his pace until a waiter approached him with a smile
" How about a drink, sir?"
Why, yes, right. Taemin needed a drink to cool his temper. He drew out a stein with red liquid, mumbling "Thanks" and gulped it down in one time.
Then Taemin's eyes widened as he finally realized the type of this liquid.
A liquor.
Taemin choked and he held off the stein from his mouth, coughing on the beverage he drank. Idiot! Taemin sweared to himself, why didn't i realize it earlier? I was stupidly too mad to even re -
It was like thousands bolts jolting him and Taemin jerked, eyes becoming wider. Something was occuring with his body..
Strong.
Burn.
He gritted his teeth.
Weird.
My vision -
.
.
.
Jonghyun didn't remember the last time he felt like this after that girl but he was curious much about the beauty bumping him accidentally. He walked absentmindedly, far from the crowd, shifting to a quiter place. He decided a fresh air would be a good choice so he dragged his feet to nearby a bewray glass door. He adored the fact of girls chasing after him but it wasn't what he really wanted. Fresh air, fresh air. That's what he needed.
Or not anymore when he saw a glimpse of the beautiful boy bending over a dull trellis, trying his best to hold his grip. Jonghyun didn't waste much time so he approached the beautiful boy and tapped him. " Hey," Jonghyun greeted. The beautiful boy checked over his shoulder and Jonghyun was suprised. Watery-eyed and red, puffy cheeks.
" Whaddaya want.." the beautiful boy murmured, telling Jonghyun he was drunk. Jonghyun finally registered in what was going on and he titled head. " Had gone drinking?"
" Noooo..." The beautiful boy shook his head and grinned, " It was a syruuppp and it tasted niceeee.. It was burniiiinggg.."
Jonghyun swallowed back his chuckle. Even when drunk, he was still cute. " Why did you drink that?"
" Umm.." The beautiful boy puckered his mouth thoughtfully even when he was sloshed, " I think it's because a ihik! waiter offered a ihik! drink.." he hiccuped continously.
Ooh, now Jonghyun got it, recalling a feline, cunny transaction he just had seen while ago.
Jonghyun sighed. " Just for you know, it was a part of vulpine plan."
" What ihik! plan?"
Jonghyun concluded that this boy wasn't in his normal state so it was useless to tell him everything. Better to pass it over, Jonghyun thought.
The beautiful boy tried to straighten his body, whispering a small "Where.. is young master.." before he hicupped again.
Jonghyun scrunched his forehead.
What young master?
.
.
.
Key wasn't labeled as Minho's bestfriend for nothing. He was like receiving a recourse radar from Minho and he came rather quickly along with his new boyfriend, Lee Jinki.
" Hi, buddy."
Minho sighed in relief noticing his friend had came to rescue. Suzy smiled politely and bend down little which receiving a modest nod from the diva. Minho then beckoned something and thank Godness Key caught the small hint.
" Am i bothering you two?"
" No," Suzy replied in a small voice, " It's fine, Monsieur. We were just having a nice chat."
" Oh," Key's face turned goof, " I have something to do with him, though.."
Knowing that Kim Key is from the one of greatest families in South Korea, Suzy quickly shook his head and answered, " Of course it's fine! And.. umm, let's have a talk again later, Minho Oppa." She put in a sweetest voice to Minho whom only smiled little, which means Minho didn't want to promise anything.
Finally, the three drifted off to a corner far from the throng.
Minho looked frustated but he thanked Key, anyway. " I don't know how to deal with an acquintance's daughter, that's why i desperately needed you."
Key patted his chest proudly. " We're bestfriends, aren't we?"
Minho laughed, agreeing.
Jinki looked side to side. " Where's Taemin?"
Come to think of it, Minho hadn't found him. " Wasn't he with you?" he asked worriedly and received 'no' as the answer. " I thought he was together with you," Key continued.
" We were, but.." Minho bit his lower lip. " Gotta check it now. Later, guys!" and for the second time, the two were left out again.
Minho quickly spun around, frantically searching for his personal assistant.
.
.
.
" Aish," Jonghyun reflexively caught the passing out beautiful boy over his arm and sighed, " Gotcha. Now what should i do with him.. fainted because of a liquor.." Jonghyun muttered confusedly as he shifted the beautiful boy's position so he rested up against Jonghyun's embrace to his faint. Jonghyun rolled his eyes. How come this boy fainted after drinking once. He sure can't handle alcohol.
Jonghyun lowered his head slightly, brushing the tip of his nose with the beautiful boy's hair and their skins rubbed together in no purpose. Jonghyun was taken aback and he shook his head. " What the heck, Kim Jonghyun!" he scolded himself for being like a high school girl just a while ago. Jonghyun breathed heavily as he examined the beautiful boy carefully.
Wow. He's really pretty and flawless, Jonghyun thought to himself.
The sleep face he made.. Jonghyun could not restrain himself but closing the distance between their faces, hand raising up to touch the beautiful boy, enchanted with his beauty.
" What are you doing with my personal assistant?"
Jonghyun jolted and he looked behind his back, and eventually the two were lost of words.
" Minho?"
A tall, dashing, and almost near to perfect boy was standing in front of him again, after ten years since their last meeting.
and the person after him was jaw-dropped.
" Jonghyun?"
Jonghyun who almost could not believe his own hearing, pointed the beautiful boy in his arms.
" Your personal assistant?"
.
.
.
" I need ~~ ihik! ~~ to make you a cup of ~~ ihik! ~~ Rose tea, Young Master ~~ !"
Minho had execused himself from the party to Key and the diva nodded in understanding which gave Minho thankful feeling so they got back to Choi's Residence. There's no way to continue enjoying the party when Taemin wasn't sober enough. Minho laid Taemin down on bed carefully, afraid to cause new trouble. It was enough suprising his maids for carrying drunk Taemin on his back.
" No," Minho simply answered, " Now lay down! I will get some water."
Taemin pouted and he pulled Minho back to bed, " Stay hereee!"
Minho yelped and he fell on the top of Taemin. Minho winced. " Gosh, Taemin, why did you drink, seriously.."
Taemin didn't answer but shifted his position, which i must to say, dangerously. Their 'things' down south there were accidentally brushing each other and Minho gasped. Fuck. To think that suddenly Taemin had fallen asleep.
Hold on, Choi Minho, he told himself frantically, you are a man with pride! There's no way you can do something improper with ---- shit.
Taemin locked Minho's movement with his legs, murmuring in his sleep.
Minho inhaled and exhaled frustatedly. Huffing slightly, he got out of Taemin with a heavy heart, trying not to make some noise, afraid to wake the drunk asisstant up. Minho sighed as he sat down, face palming himself. He just managed to get through biggest temptation ever in his life. Now what should he do with little problem down there, aish..
And why is he drunk, geez.
He recalled his encounter with Jonghyun earlier, which was rather suprising him.
Minho immediately got up, wheezing, as he rushed to his father's room.
President Choi's room.
" Father!" he yelled. " Let me in!"
" Go ahead," after received an approval, the door burst open. A very serious, frantic Minho stromed in and he glared. President Choi raised up his left eyebrow. " Yes?"
Minho clenched his fist in anger.
" Why did i see my cousin earlier in Kim Key's party?" he shrieked, " And top of all, it was Jonghyun!"
.
.
.
" Why kissed him, Jonghyun."
A shot of glare.
"I've determined to make her as mine."
A flare.
" Don't be kidding me, Minho."
.
.
.
In the next morning, the front door's bell was ringing. Butler Eli ran down the stairs, opening the door and showed a guy with hand full of bag, greeting with a grin . Butler Eli recognized the man before him and quickly bowed to his respect.
" It's been a long time, Sir Jonghyun."
and there comes a loud noise from upstairs.
" I TOLD YOU I DIDN'T INTEND TO DRINK THE LIQUOR!"
" THAT'S WHY YOU ---"
Jonghyun smiled again and let out a quite loud voice " Minho?
Both of them stopped their way and looked the voice owner down there, and the young master froze right at the place he stood, but Jonghyun still smiled widely as if nothing happened.
.
.
.
That's it, Kim Jonghyun.
It's over. Now get lost.