Tensegrity

Ch 15

"This time, you call me properly. Please pay close attention in the future."

"Yes."

Do I have to take instructions when I am dressed inappropriately? Of course, it's also my fault for hitting the wall, but isn't it common sense to look away from each other once you've confirmed that my limbs are intact?

Executive Director Min twitched his lips slightly to see if he had any more to say. Only after piercing Junkyung's bare skin with his eyes that blazed like a laser beam, he slowly left the bathroom.

Junkyung, who had almost banged his head against the wall like a guilty and scolded dog, finished his shower quickly after the sound of his footsteps faded away.

A shopping bag with new underwear was in the living room. He had no choice but to wrapped his waist in a bath towel and went out.

Director Min, wearing a shirt half button and suit pants, turned his gaze towards Jun-Kyung.

Junkyung nodded his head and was about to grab a shopping bag and go back to the room when a huge man strode towards him.

"What is this?"

"I bought it with the card you gave me earlier. I have new underwear here."

As Junkyung knew that Director Min was angry at him for drowning earlier, he opened his shopping bag to show there weren't anything dangerous in the bag.

"No, not that."

Director Min who had already entered the private realm of Junkyung took a step above and entered another private realm, the chest.

Jun-Kyung was so nervous that he swung his arm and Director Min caught his wrist.

Tuk.

The shopping bag fell to the floor. Jun-kyung's eyes naturally focused on the face of Executive Director Min, who was less than a foot away. As in the bathroom before, the stabbing gaze ran through Junkyung's forehead to his chin. Junkyung was fine, so he thought Director Min would look away but again, as if ridiculing his expectations, the man's gaze passed through his neck and went down to his chest.

"When did you get hurt here?"

The opponent's fingertips roamed around his abdomen area. Ignoring the tingling sensations, Junkyung looked down and saw a swollen mark. He might've scratched himself a bit here before hitting the wall. It looked like it had left a mark.

He can't confess that he unconsciously punched himself after thinking of something he didn't like. If he did, he would be put in a restraining suit.

"What happened here?"

Junkyung chuckled vaguely. He shook his head slightly as if he had no idea. Then, Executive Director Min's face hardened. Originally, his expression was stiff, but this time he was so seriously wrinkled that his skin cells were on the verge of falling apart like grains of dry sand.

"Maybe... because of artificial respiration earlier?"

Junkyung thought of what happened earlier that he forgot the question briefly. Clearly a hot wind had blown into his airway before vomiting the water. Aside from the fact that it was needed, the fact that Executive Director Min's mouth and his lips collided does not change.

Just thinking of that makes his heart beat fast, which resulted in the skin turning red. He was embarrassed in various ways.

"It looks like it's getting worse."

The chest compressions only happened once, and it didn't hurt too much. It was normal to have a mark like this. However, Director Min's thoughts seemed to be different. His hardened eyes changed subtly filled with worries, concern, and remorse.