Mijoo was sitting looking lost, straying away from her work, that has been piled up next to her. What worse is is that her office is facing Daehyun's office.
Daehyun rubbed his eyes and stretched. He took out his phone and scrolled down through the gallery. The smile on his face is heartwarming. He put the phone away after looking at the pictures.
'Linda, I think it's time to cut the cake so that lady boss can serve it.' Junn nudging at Linda. Linda pushed her chair from the desk and got up. 'Alright!" She klapped her hands together. The box of cake is sitting on the counter ready to get cut. Linda equally cut the pieces and placed them on paper boards.
'Miss Mijoo. I cut the cake. How can I help you further?' Mijoo put the paperwork down. 'Thank you Linda. You can shout out to the others so they can take a break while eating the cake.'
Before everyone gathers, Mijoo placed the boards on a long table. The cuticles in the cups spread over the table. The cold drinks were taken from the fridge and also placed on the table. At that moment. ' Good evening. I have a delivery for miss Mijoo.' Mijoo turned around and called for the courier. 'Hi, I'm Mijoo.' The courier had two sealed boxes of fruit. 'Where can I put these.' Mijoo points to the kitchen. 'You can drop them here on the counter.' The courier brought the two heavy looking boxes and layed them on the counter just as Mijoo asked for. He took out a mobile phone and asked for a signature. Mijoo did and send out the courier. 'Enjoy the evening.' The courier said and left. 'Thanks.' Mijoo turned back to the table and everything was set up.
Everyone was standing around the table. Only Daehyun was missing. She looked but did not see him so she decided to go and get him to eat with the rest.
Mijoo stoot in front of his office room door. She looked through the glass before knocking on the door. 'Come in.' Came from the other side. Mijoo pressed down the door handle and carefully opened the door. 'Hi, I hope you are not too busy. Come and eat some cake. Take a break.'
Mijoo was about to leave but Daehyun shoot away from his chair. 'Wait!' She froze at his word. 'Yes?' Daehyun took the little box off from the desk and walked in big steps towards Mijoo. 'I didn't know that it was your birthday so here is something small from me, for you. And happy birthday.' He smiled so innocent that her heart beat like crazy. She felt it beating in her throat.
Mijoo smiled and accepted the gift. 'Can I open it?' Daehyun gestured with both of his hands. 'Sure you can.'
Without damaging the box, she gently removed the plastic wrap. It's a juwel box. She clicked it open. It's a cute little hairpin that looks like a tree branch with small flowers. She loved it.
'I kept noticing that your hair falls over your face and disturbs you while working. So I thought that maybe this might be a solution for it.' Mijoo took out the hairpin. 'It's so pretty, but you didn't have to. It looks expensive.' Daehyun waved his hand. 'No, it was a pleasure.' Mijoo turned the hairpin and held it for Daehyun. 'It's sure is een expensive gift. Won't your wife or your girlfriend be very mad, if you gift every one an expensive birthday gift like this?'
Shoot. That stupid cashier left the price tag on it. 'N.. NO. I'm sorry. That cashier probably forgot to remove the "old" price tag. And my wife or girlfriend won't say anything. They would definitely say something, I'm sure, if I had one. So you can use the hairpin however you like. It is my gift to you.'
'Thank you for this pretty gift. I'll use it well.' Mijoo put the hairpin back in its box. Daehyun put his hand over the box. 'Shouldn't you wear it. Want me to help you put it on?' Mijoo looked up at him, and back to the hairpin. 'I should, right?' She took out the hairpin again and tried it on after she removed the price tag. 'It's hard to do this without a mirror.' Daehyun took the hairpin out of Mijoo's hand. 'That's why I am offering to help you. May I?' She nodded her head.
It took Daehyun some time. He didn't want to hurt her by pulling on her hair. Slowly and gently trapped a small amount of hair and pushed the hairpin in. Meanwhile Mijoo leaning in on Daehyun so he can help put on the hairpin. She could feel his breath brushing over her forehead, it tickles.
*Brain 'There goes the delusional gurl again. You tryna stimulate your dead hormones by closin in on him. You just a little perv aren't ya.'
Stop it brain, just go, shuu shuu.
'Mission accomplished madam. It's done.' Daehyun looked proud.
'Thank you helping me put it on. Should we go now?' Mijoo was afraid that if they stayed any longer, she'd mess up everything. It's just a small birthday present, nothing else. A friendly gift of a colleague..
*Brain. 'who you have a endless crush on on.'
Bullseye....
'Sure.' he replied.