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hc_bingo fic: cursed
Title: Two Princes
Fandom: Protect the Boss
Pairing: none
Prompt: Cursed
Rating: G
Word Count: 563
Summary: Just a short introspective on what might have had Muwon so distracted during Eunsol’s interview.
A/N: Written forhc_bingo. Masterpost with my game card is here.
When Muwon was young, he and his cousins were close enough to be siblings. Even as he got a bit older, he could still call Jiheon his best friend, a title only shared with Nayoon once girls stopped being completely terrifying. He was too young, then, to understand the looks his mother and father gave him when they were at his grandmother’s house. He never wanted for anything, and his cousins were always happy to share whatever they had, so why should he be upset? He wouldn’t learn to resent being second best, the way they did, until he was much, much older.
Of course, by the time he figured it out, there wasn’t much he could do about it. By then, it was far too late. He went to the best schools, got the best grades, had the best tutors, and won all the prestigious awards he was supposed to win, but where did that get him? Playing second string to his hopelessly pathetic cousin.
Not that he couldn’t sympathize, in an abstract sort of way, and he’d certainly done his share of things that didn’t exactly help his cousin overcome his problems. Nayoon, for one, although he would be quick to point out that she’d been just as responsible for that betrayal as he had.. But as familial competitiveness morphed into something more appropriately considered a blood feud, little details like that started to fall to the wayside.
The problem, as Muwon saw it, was that Jiheon never tried. Not once. Everything he had had been shoved at him without a single expectation that he do anything to deserve it. Secretly, Muwon thought that if he’d ever seen Jiheon put his heart behind anything but defying his father at every turn, all the indignity, the whispers and comments from the investors and the media, might not be so bad.
But he didn’t, and they were. Jiheon coasted through life, every year becoming more and more of a spoiled brat even as he was sent abroad to study at the best Western colleges and given every advantage anyone, except Jiheon, could ever ask for. He was given a position in the company which he was unqualified and ungrateful for, given power and responsibility that he squandered, and all while Muwon, ever the dutiful son and nephew, could only watch and follow behind him picking up his mistakes.
Look at him now, even, taking time out of his busy day to hire Jiheon a secretary while Jiheon slept in because Jiheon couldn’t keep his stupid mouth shut for five minutes and had chased off five different employees in the last six months. He almost wanted to apologize to all the candidates on the off chance they did get the job, because honestly, who would want it? The position was as cursed as he was, and everything, every last bit of it, was Jiheon’s fault.
But Muwon wasn’t his mother. Oh, sure, he could be petty, and take things out on Jiheon a lot of the time, but he also spent his time in more productive ways. One of which was about to come to fruition. When even Jiheon’s own secretary prefered him to her boss, how could anyone deny that Jiheon was and always would be completely useless? Even the Chairman would have to admit it.
It was only a matter of time.
Fandom: Protect the Boss
Pairing: none
Prompt: Cursed
Rating: G
Word Count: 563
Summary: Just a short introspective on what might have had Muwon so distracted during Eunsol’s interview.
A/N: Written for
hc_bingo. Masterpost with my game card is here.When Muwon was young, he and his cousins were close enough to be siblings. Even as he got a bit older, he could still call Jiheon his best friend, a title only shared with Nayoon once girls stopped being completely terrifying. He was too young, then, to understand the looks his mother and father gave him when they were at his grandmother’s house. He never wanted for anything, and his cousins were always happy to share whatever they had, so why should he be upset? He wouldn’t learn to resent being second best, the way they did, until he was much, much older.
Of course, by the time he figured it out, there wasn’t much he could do about it. By then, it was far too late. He went to the best schools, got the best grades, had the best tutors, and won all the prestigious awards he was supposed to win, but where did that get him? Playing second string to his hopelessly pathetic cousin.
Not that he couldn’t sympathize, in an abstract sort of way, and he’d certainly done his share of things that didn’t exactly help his cousin overcome his problems. Nayoon, for one, although he would be quick to point out that she’d been just as responsible for that betrayal as he had.. But as familial competitiveness morphed into something more appropriately considered a blood feud, little details like that started to fall to the wayside.
The problem, as Muwon saw it, was that Jiheon never tried. Not once. Everything he had had been shoved at him without a single expectation that he do anything to deserve it. Secretly, Muwon thought that if he’d ever seen Jiheon put his heart behind anything but defying his father at every turn, all the indignity, the whispers and comments from the investors and the media, might not be so bad.
But he didn’t, and they were. Jiheon coasted through life, every year becoming more and more of a spoiled brat even as he was sent abroad to study at the best Western colleges and given every advantage anyone, except Jiheon, could ever ask for. He was given a position in the company which he was unqualified and ungrateful for, given power and responsibility that he squandered, and all while Muwon, ever the dutiful son and nephew, could only watch and follow behind him picking up his mistakes.
Look at him now, even, taking time out of his busy day to hire Jiheon a secretary while Jiheon slept in because Jiheon couldn’t keep his stupid mouth shut for five minutes and had chased off five different employees in the last six months. He almost wanted to apologize to all the candidates on the off chance they did get the job, because honestly, who would want it? The position was as cursed as he was, and everything, every last bit of it, was Jiheon’s fault.
But Muwon wasn’t his mother. Oh, sure, he could be petty, and take things out on Jiheon a lot of the time, but he also spent his time in more productive ways. One of which was about to come to fruition. When even Jiheon’s own secretary prefered him to her boss, how could anyone deny that Jiheon was and always would be completely useless? Even the Chairman would have to admit it.
It was only a matter of time.