ahn aera is glory’s raphael’s secretary, though she wants nothing more than peace which she could never get from her demanding job
“you want me to stop them?” aera’s eyes watches as thaddeus and john fight. this was to much of a normal sight for her to even not react— it was a daily occurrence between the two apostles even. she glances to her boss who seems to just wave it off, “they’re big boys, they know when to stop playing around.”
but aera was tired of watching this farce. with a frown she sighs, eyes looking back at the two apostles. “thaddeus.” just as the red head was about to land a kick on to john’s body, he freezes at her voice. he knew that demanding voice of hers wanted something from him.
“listen to your bitch.” john scoffs glaring right at aera who stopped their fight. she was not too keen on his words, a middle finger being thrown at his direction. “fuck off loser, you’re the one that didn’t complete a mission.” referring to the one just now about the attempted assasination of chairman choi.
“i’ll kill you.” eyes narrowing at aera’s direction he glares, she knew jack shit about what happening in there and she was talking? he could almost laugh at her hypocrisy.
“i’m going to punch him.” her vein at this point was popping out at how annoyed she got at john, eye even twitching. the white haired man scoffs right back at the black haired secretary, mocking her. “let’s see you try.”
“play nice, aera.” raphael coos at his secretary, almost warning her of her actions. the smirk is evident that he was enjoying this show of whatever they were putting on, sipping on his wine.
“please let me hit him.” aera lifts up her arm in a form of a punch as she walks slowly towards john. a chuckle releases from thaddues’ lips as he grabs her fist in attempts to calm her down, “relax, qinqin.”
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