Homely Husbands | Jihoon&Seyeon
As the black Mercedes saloon pulls up into the gravel covered, make-shift car park, the sun shining along it's sleek panels, the drivers leather gloves gently creak as his large hands grip the steering wheel tighter. The gravel crunches before he rolls to a stop, shifts the car into neutral and lets the engine die with a push of a button before he finally lets out a long sigh, and sits back against the Italian leather of his seat. Today is not a good day. Outside the sun is beating down on the busy building site before him, the temperature in the mid 30′s, he is in a tailored suit with no room to breath and he is meeting a woman. A client. He hates meeting clients and he especially hates when they are women.
Women want to be sold a dream and it takes some work for them to see past the bare bricks and scaffolding to see the beautiful, picturesque home of their future. To get them to imagine wallpaper samples, when all they can see are breeze blocks. It is doubly hard when they see him.
He is not the homely sort. His body does not say 'family man' or 'home maker'. As Dojin likes to tease him, it is more likely to say cage fighter and rapist to a woman on her own in a building site full of men. His face does not say 'husband' or 'lover' it says nightmare. Yet here he is, having to be a salesman because this is his project.
He lovingly erected this building from drawings on a paper. From the legal side to the very bricks and mortar itself, it is his baby. He may not know much about charming women or selling to them, but building luxury condos and apartment complexes, that he understands.
Letting out another sigh he reaches to his passenger seat and grabs his plans and hard hat, before opening his car door and stretches out his long legs. From the beautiful, German car his bulky body emerges before he turns away, lets the door close quietly behind him and pushes the yellow hard-hat onto his head. When his leather soled shoes crunch far enough away from the vehicle, keys in his pocket, it locks itself with a click and he steps on to the building site to find this Ms Jin Se Yeon. God he hopes she's a dog.
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