Chapter 3 Kim Min Ho

Jeon and I sneaked in through my bedroom window one night when I was really wasted from some wild party and didn't want my father to find out that I was out partying instead of preparing for a very important presentation for the board meeting the morning after.

I can't say I remember where the said party was held or whose it was for, but what I do remember is that immediately my brother switched on the light, our father was standing right by the door waiting for us like the freaking undertaker with a baseball bat.

We froze in place with both our eyes wide open like deer caught in headlights as he stood there glaring at us. It was like he was the gladiator and we were the unlucky bastards who were about to get our butts handed to us.

The whole thing wasn't fair for my brother since he wasn't there to party like me. He only came to get me home before our stern Father found out about my whereabouts.

It was a good deed and he was a great brother, but my stupid self had now got him into trouble since we were now busted, and the old man looked like he was about to start spilling blood.

"Uhmm... I can... Explain" I tried up on that explanation, but as it turned out, I was way too drunk to even make coherent sentences and my vision was beginning to get more and more  blurry the longer I stood there.

This seemed to anger the old man even more now. Jeon seemed to noticed this too and immediately got me to stand behind him like I was a freaking five year old. He cleared his throat, ready to come up with some logical explanation on my useless behalf but unfortunately for me, the old man wasn't having any of it because that bat was raised way before Jeon could even utter a single word.

It was quite funny really, how my father chased me around the room in my drunken state with Jeon running right behind us desperately trying to reason with dad that killing me, wasn't really the right solution in my case.

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"Min ho, when are you going to grow up and take things seriously huh?" Jeon scolded me for what seemed like hours the following morning. He badged in as early as possible and started pacing about like the whole world was ending and I was the cause of it.

"You take things too seriously Jeon, that's your problem" I said and tried to get out of bed, but the pounding in my head couldn't let me raise up even a centimeter from my pillow and so I gave up and gently laid back down whilst trying so hard to tune out my brother's continuous nagging.

"Life isn't a game minho, you can't just party through it and expect things to always remain great. you have to work hard for a good life!" He yelled at me and caused my head to ache even more.

"The company will do just fine if you took a little time to live and enjoy yourself for once" I snapped at him. I desperately wanted him out of my room because his nagging was laterally killing me and I really wasn't about to make any effort concelling that fact.

My brother stood there staring at me with his anger seeping through his nose in fast ragged breaths. His face was flushed with clear frustration at my latest act of stupidity.

"I don't know what to do with you minho. I really can't keep taking care of your every responsibility all the time!" He shook his head and swore under his breath.

"Hey please don't say that just yet big brother, because I really don't think I will be able to make the presentation today"

"And why should that be my problem?" He asked calmly.

"Well for one, dad will probably have issues with the board for this since there are pretty much expecting me to show up and secondly, you are to be the next chairman as soon as dad either kicks the bucket or gets too old. So I don't really understand why you guys are so desperately trying to include me in this board shit"

"You are an inconsiderate bastard you know that right?" He asked with a sigh.

"I think I need to sleep some more for now so please leave already" I simply informed my brother who in turn groaned in frustration. Almost suddenly though, I felt my stomach churn so bad like it was on fire or something. what the hell did I drink to make me feel so shitty?.

The bad feeling in my stomach soon brought about the nausea that hit me too fast that I had to ran to the bathroom in a flash despite my terrible headache.

Jeon had enough of my rubbish. He left my room while I was still bend over the toilet, spilling vomit in large quantities and gagging so bad one would think I was actually dying.

After a minute or two, I heard the car engine start outside and I didn't need to check who it was to know that it was Jeon who was driving to the office to do that presentation in my stead.

Gosh I was so spoiled.