I don't want to cry but it hurts

A tired sigh escaped Jas's lips. For eight continuous hours, he had been sitting behind his desk, his nose buried in files that rested comfortably in his hands. He had a lot of deals to sign. He wasn't aware of when the files were increasing. Whenever he saw that he was about to get done, another file appeared, rendering him tired.

Yawning hungrily, he stretched his arms, rested his back on the leather chair he was sitting on, and swung on it. "Three files to go!" He sighed, a smile appearing on his ice-cold face. His hands found their way to the drawer just beside him and pulled it out. He picked up his phone and unlocked it to check the time.

His heart skipped a beat when his eyes came into contact with his screen saver. It was a picture of Yoori pouting. She had pinkish cream smeared all over her mouth, looking like a moustache. Chuckling sweetly, he kept his phone aside and buried his nose in the files again. Memories of the day he snapped that picture started flowing through his