“Shit, she asked. The fuck do I say?” Looking over the steel doors while they parted, Jooyoung got inside next to her before speaking up about his so called ‘work.”
“Oh, it’s slow. Desk job while looking over coding material and all that. It’s really strenuous on the eyes, I even had to get glasses so that I wouldn’t damage my eyes.” The case was in his back pocket, suddenly realizing that he didn’t bring any bag of clothes to change into. “Shit. I’ll have to go shopping and ask for a wiring of money.” The thought of ringing up his boss for updates really bothered him a bit. He didn’t like the feeling of having to watch her completely - It was like he was using her for some odd reward.
Following her down the hallway into her apartment, Joo’s eyes widened at the luxurious apartment that she called home. “Jesus christ.” Every where she pointed, he looked. From room to room, he followed her pointing. Even getting so close to catch a whiff of her perfume, shaking his head so that he could focus on the apartments. “Got it, I’ll just go make a call to my parents right quick on the balcony.” He smiled, taking off his shoes at the front door and walking through the hallway.
Hearing the shower pouring down, Jooyoung entered her bedroom, looking over the various items. “She’s living it up.” He laughed, sitting on the edge of her bed. On her night stand, showed a picture of them two in highschool, with him pecking her on her cheek. He held the picture for a decent time, smiling over it. “Pabo, keepin-” His head canted to the side once he saw a familiar blue pattern on the floor. “No way.” Pulling out his gun to lift up the shirt, Jooyoung’s mouth parted, seeing his favorite teams symbol right dab in the middle.
“Well I be d-” A pair of black laced underwear fell from the inside of the shirt- “Well. Must have been from this morning.” Placing the gun and badge underneath the bed mattress, Jooyoung pulled out his cellphone, walking onto the balcony with the phone ringing.
“This is Fox. I’m with the target at her apartment, nothing really to report on besides her not expecting me.” He didn’t want to talk about the red hair yet, not until he figures out more on his own. “I understand, sir. I’ll get back to you with the next update.”
Placing the phone in his pocket, Joo walked back into the bedroom, with his eyes naturally gazing over to the opened door. “She did say that was the bathroom.” Her naked body stepped out of the glass door, with steam teasing sights of her breasts and legs. He couldn’t stop gazing towards her, her moist skin still warm from the shower with whatever kind of scent her soap is. “Move, Jooyoung. She’ll see you.”
Clearing his throat, Jooyoung crossed his arms underneath the brim of his shirt, pulling it up over his body, revealing a single scar from a bullet that pierced his right arm. His chiseled body still somewhat damp from the rain; so why not use his shirt as a towel? Pushing it around his body, he made sure to cover his skin before moving onto his hair.
“When are you going to order that pizza?”
