"Stop Gawking! You Freak!" Krystina nudged Jum, as they sat next to each other in the breeches of the Corporate Friendly Football game.
Facing a fourth-and-3 near the West 40-yard line, their CEO and quarterback Yuvi, found wide receiver Jamie, from the accounting firm on the fifth floor, wide open down the right side-line for the touchdown, making the YCB Security team go wild, including Krystina and Jum.
Jum considered himself unremarkable in all sense. Being the third generation Korean in US, he felt he wasn't completely American due to the insistence of going by the Korean House rules like taking your shoes off at the door when entering any residence and greeting people you meet with a short bow.
On the other hand, being fluent in English with the right Californian accent as he rolled his Rs, he shocked people after that soft bow, which to be true was a bit racist but confused Korean grandmas and American grandpas equally, which Jum secretly found extremely amusing.
Appearance wise too, he always felt he was at best... average.
As any other Korean man with a clear, smooth and fair skin and a neutral body shape rather than muscular at 5'6 even though he cycled for almost an hour every day and practiced mix martial arts, he was not able to bulk up and really didn't want to either. But after K-Pop, he did get some compliments especially for his longish black hair and smooth fair face.
He was raised to be diligent and hardworking, and being a natural introvert was actually respected by his Koreans family. He was expected to get straight A's through his academic life, which he did and now was a software engineer at age 24 at YCB Security, Dallas.
At his campus job-fest, he had done some research on multiple firms but got interested in and finalised YCBS for a completely different reason.
He had found a wiki entry on Yuraj Ranveer Singh Rathore, a real-life Indian Prince and a genius. He had passed out of the best Technology institute and topped his MS in Carnegie Mellon University, NY.
Post which he worked through Covid and came up with a new security software for Safe Work from Home Environment. The software was patented and then he started his successful firm and set up office in Dallas. The firm had almost 3000+ clients including the top 50 financial corporations.
Jum had a total crush on him at an intellectual level, that was before he found his pictures in the company site and the crush got physical.
Yuvi (That's what everyone called him, partly because of his very long and difficult name), was dressed in a navy-blue business suite, same colour shirt and no tie, tall, buff with square pecs and flat abs, big biceps covered in that silky expensive material. He had short hair and a well-kept close beard. He was fair, sharp nose with large dark brown sad eyes and he was the first Indian Openly Gay Prince and Entrepreneur.
He was featured in 30 people under 30 list and almost all LGBTQ+ magazines, but never posing or giving any statement, they were all pap pics.
Jum interviewed, gave a code test and was selected at campus. He had run to his best friend Ben, out of breath with a stich in his ribs to deliver the news. Ben wanted him to attend all the office parties and to try and talk to Yuvi which Jum planned not to. Ben, was Jum's childhood friend, they met at the kindergarten, went to school, endured high school and studied in the same university. Ben graduated and moved to New Jersey to join a law firm and he moved to Dallas to join the security software and data science start-up.
As per Ben, Jum was shy because he was gay and hadn't told his parents or any of his family.
He was living his life in the closet, which made him an introvert. "You have been hiding the king within you Jum." Ben pepped talked him. His full name was Kim Ha Jum, but everyone called me Jum which basically meant King.
"Ya like the King of Awkward Nerds!" Jum would respond every time.
Their team came running out to their side of the stand, ecstatic and shouting hoarse. They were a small firm of 160 employees, handpicked by the seeding team set by Yuvi. There was a lot of hugging and high-fives but Jum stood back, trying to not get caught lusting after their Big Boss.
The sweaty tall muscular man with black hair plastered flat to his head, in his red and purple jersey, shoulder pad and tight white pants. The number 14 on the front and back, covering most of the jersey.
Jum imagined him taking off those tight sweaty clothes off Yuvi, one by one as he licked the fair husk coloured skin, until he kneeled down in front of the large hunk and licked his dick over the wet spandex and jockstrap!
"Hey! Perv!" It was Krystina, "We are going for celebration drink and dinner, you coming? Or do you want to stand here glassy eyed conjuring dirty scenarios with the Big Boss!" She whispered giggling, ensuring no one heard them.
"Gotha work!" Jum gave a fake smile with his pink lips making his cat-like eyes close completely and dimples cover his small face.
"You are really a cutie, Aren't ya!" She pulled his cheeks and draped her arm around Jum, as they walked out.
*****
Befitting to the kings of nerds, Jum was working extra hours on a night when everyone was out eating free food and loading up on free drinks, at his first job on his first week in Dallas, 10 days before Christmas and not feeling sorry for himself, in fact he was feeling elated to have cracked the security code and failed the software in the vulnerability test he was subjecting it to.
He was so into the code and excited about the jail break and wasn't expecting anyone to be at work during the holiday season, He whooped loudly and celebrated alone when he got in the source file and started infiltrating the final security layer.
Jum jumped out of his screen and shrieked like a pre-schooler when he heard a man call out loudly "WHO'S THAT?"
Jum looked like someone who had seen a ghost when the large looming figure walked up to his cubicle and then like a wide-eyed teenager when the person came closer.
If he was scared white at the voice, he now blushed red when he saw who it was. The young founder, original developer of the patented software and CEO of the firm, Prince Rathore, his secret crush and jackoff material.
"Who are you and what are you doing at work so late? And why were you shouting and screaming?" His voice was like warm milk on a cold day and he looked like cookies you want with that milk, Jum looked at him and blinked stupidly.
