secret(ary) - nct, jaeyong & yuwin

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secretary. such a simple word that hides so many things...

it is no wonder that this word holds in itself the word 'secret'. actually, the word secretary comes from the latin word secretarium that could be translated as the place where the secrets are kept. so, in the end, a secretary is nothing else than a person keeping secrets.

but kept from whom, that's the real question...

"taeyong..." jaehyun groaned from the backseat of his car where he was still lying. "...what are you saying...?"

and in the front seat – on the driver's seat to be more precise – sat taeyong, his shaking hands falling from the steering wheel to hide his eyes from which hot tears were cascading as he was slowly and painfully revealing one of his biggest secrets.

"i-i'm r-really s-sorry..." the korean secretary apologised over and over again. "i-i cannot drive, i... i d-don't have a d-driver's licence... i-i was never taught h-how to..."

the secretary wept in shame, wanting nothing more than to disappear.

if he had thought he had seemed ridiculous failing to call for a taxi in front of jaehyun, then what was he looking like right now, admitting that he couldn't drive?

what must the ceo think of him now, knowing that he was one of the most important actors of such a powerful automobile company and that he didn't even have his drivers' licence?

"t-taeyong..." jaehyun called the secretary's name, trying his best to sit up on the backseat despite the dizziness that he was going through.

"i-i'm sorry... i'm s-so sorry..." taeyong continued apologising before looking up at the dark road in front of them. "i-i'll just... go to the hotel and come back with s-some food." he declared, one of his shaky hands reaching for the handle to open the door.

"taeyong..." jaehyun spoke after succeeding sitting up. "listen to me..." he added, his hand reaching for taeyong's shoulder before the male could get out.

"mmh?" the korean secretary sniffed, turning around to look at the ceo as he tried to calm his nerves down.

"let's just go... to the hotel." jaehyun said. "together. and...we'll eat and sleep there... and we'll leave tomorrow morning." he finished, shaking his head hoping to get rid of the dizziness.

and that's how – despite taeyong's protests and reticence – the two of them had left the car on the side of the road as they walked towards the hotel that jaehyun had located on the gps.

taeyong had stopped crying, his cheeks still stained by the salty tears he had shed. his arm was wrapped around jaehyun's waist as one of the ceo's arms was placed over taeyong's shoulders for support. jaehyun was still in a pretty bad state, his face pale and his vision cloudy as he tried his best to walk straight without falling onto taeyong.

the walk to the hotel took them a bit more than 20 minutes, and when they were finally there, taeyong was very relieved to find the reception lounge empty, allowing him to place jaehyun on one of the sofas before rushing himself to the reception.

"hello sir, how may i... help you?" the hostess behind the desk asked, probably pausing in the middle of her sentence when he saw taeyong's miserable state.

"h-huh, i..." taeyong gulped before taking a deep breath. "my friend there just fainted because he didn't eat enough today and i was wondering if it could be possible to have him something to eat." he explained, turning around to check the area where jaehyun was lying.