Minhyung.
Seoul's #1 most wanted rich bachelor AND the Seoul Confidential Agency's (SCA) worst nightmare.
At first, Lee Donghyuck never thought he stood a chance of catching the guy. Later, he finds that the only person who stands a chance against M...
Donghyuck groaned and pushed himself out of bed, touching the soft carpet with the soles of his feet. He brushed his bangs out of his face and squinted on the way to the bathroom. On the way, he spotted that the alarm clock showed 7:46 AM.
"I swear, why can't I just stay home...?" Donghyuck whinned as he brushed his teeth.
He wanted to relax and run leisurely in freedom like he did on his morning runs usually, but he was nervous as hell.
They were sending to Lee Minhyung.
Lee.
Fucking.
Minhyung.
Who in the fuck wouldn't be opening the gates of hell trying to get ready for that?!
Donghyuck sighed.
As much as he wanted to leave this decision and go back to relaxing in peace, he also wanted to help his dad.
Not like his dad was nice, but his mom found the man somehow loveable.
Donghyuck loved his mom more than his distaste for his dad.
Now this was the hard part.
"Holy shit. Why do I ACTUALLY not know what to wear?!" Donghyuck was going to pull his hair out.
There were lines of random clothes in his drawer but they were actually all different in style. At home, his casual, high-end clothes all looked the same to him. He actually just threw them on because they looked alike. Suits and shoes and all.
But this was different.
There were sweaters and jumpers and ripped jeans and... dresses and ties with suits and.... --A BRA?!?
"BITCH, BURN IN THE GUTTER!" Donghyuck picked up the bra with as little contact as possible and threw it in the bathroom trash.
"Okay," Donghyuck sighed, looking at the close. "Maybe just like a grandpa shirt and dress pants--"
"HELL NAH!" Jaemin bust through the door just as Donghyuck was reaching for a tacky shirt.
"Bitch, what the fu--"
"Brah, don't tell me you'll go wearing THAT!" Jaemin pointed at the highly unfashionable shirt. "You're going into an interview for Lee Minhyung. At least try to look fuckable!"
"THE FUCK MAN?!" Donghyuck shouted. "Who said that?!"
"My gaydar is getting strong beeps. Now wear what I tell you mofo. I'm known as the J-Charm the Agent for a reason," Jaemin began to dig through the clothes.
Donghyuck just held his annoyance and shoved it aside looking at Jaemin's concentrated face, scanning the clothes with precision. He was lucky to have someone like him. Jaemin was saving his ass from the fashion police right now.
Donghyuck smiled a little.
"Got it!" Jaemin handed him a bunch of clothes. "Wear this!"
"What-- these jeans have so many large rips--" Donghyuck complained.
"Just do it."
"Fine."
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