“Fine--you can cash in that favor I guess? What do you want? I don’t have tons of time, so don’t expect me to get whatever it is done anytime soon. Unless it’s, like, loan you money or something. That I can do pretty quick.”
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“Fine--you can cash in that favor I guess? What do you want? I don’t have tons of time, so don’t expect me to get whatever it is done anytime soon. Unless it’s, like, loan you money or something. That I can do pretty quick.”
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“I’m not you fucking....personal hacker, Seojin,” Jayeon murmured snappishly, glaring up at him. She regretted revealing her pasttime to him--ever since he had found out he had been trying to cash in favors. “I don’t care how many embarrassing facebook posts you had in 2010--I’m not hacking facebook for you!”
“I still don’t know how I feel about this new hair color.” Shi Woo said turning to look at the other inhabitant in the room. “What do you think of it?”
She glanced up from her computer, shrugging a little. “It looks fine. It might not be the best color for you to be photographed with, but you’ll look fine.”
“Okaaaaay…” He burries his hands deep into his pockets and avoids eye contact “I’ll just go by myself, then.”
“I’m sure you’ll have a great time,” she muttered, looking back down to her computer.
“I’m glad you found it good, maybe I’ll be less of an ass next time.” He said, smiling equally as sarcastically, “Or not, depends.” He too crossed his arms and shrugged. “Like it or not, Wonderland’s leader is a bratty child - a bratty child who’d probably be quite nice if he hadn’t read another five articles calling for him to be kicked out of Wonderland,” he said, arching a brow. It was never like him to say such a thing but at this point his mood could only get fouler. He gestured to himself, “Hi how can I help you?”
“Wow, you certainly have a pair on you. I’m really impressed by your nerve,” she said with a little laugh, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms. “I’m sure you think you’re pretty tough, but drop the bullshit. I can’t deal with another eight year old trying to impress.” She faked a pout, resting her chin on her hand. “Oh, did they? You realize you’re in the entertainment industry, right? All of you get articles written about you. You’re not special. They aren’t singling you out. You don’t even have it bad compared to most idols. So suck it up. And get me a member of your band to work with who isn’t a whiny, selfish little crybaby.”
“But my face was so not chill that day, couldn’t you just photoshop my face from a different photo shoot onto this?” A quick quirk of her lips appeared, “I know how lucky I am to have you and NOT some uber grumpy assface. So–the only slightly grumpy, but cute helper of my career, could you help me out this once? Please?”
“I’m good, but I’m not that good. There is absolutely no way that that would look good at all,” Jayeon replied, shaking her head. “If I’m cute, your standards must be pretty damn low. I’ll look to see if there are any more shots from that day, but I think you just might be out of luck.”
“I wasn’t denying my bad attitude. I’m just saying, it’s probably not the worst in the world. I’m sure there are worse than me. Count yourself lucky--you don’t have to work with them.” She adjusted her hat and her laptop, leaning on the table. “Also, as an actual response to your question, I don’t think I’m supposed to do that kind of editing on posters. The people on them have to look somewhat real. The least resemblances to airbrushed dolls the better.”
Somedays Teddy couldn’t be bothered for human interaction, let alone full-blown conversations and today was one of those days. “What were you saying?” He asked, looking at the other for a few seconds before looking up and following something as if it were flying away, “Oh dear, the amounts of fucks I give seem to have left me.”
“Wow, what a witty quip. I’m certainly impressed. You sure put me in my place,” Jayeon said sarcastically, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms. “I was under the impression I was talking to Wonderland’s leader, but clearly I’m just talking to another bratty child MK debuted in the middle of a mood swing. If you could direct me to the actual leader so I can do my job, that would be swell,” she told him coldly, her eyes narrowing. Senior or not, she had a job to do, and if he was going to be a pain in her ass, she’d kick his.
“Okaaaaay…” He burries his hands deep into his pockets and avoids eye contact “I’ll just go by myself, then.”
“Yep. Go ahead. Have tons of fun. Be sure to make more people pissed and uncomfortable--that’s always a great opener.”
“Not all the time, no. I have indeed looked at your search history in the past, but because it’s part of my job,, not because I’m a creep. Why were you looking up gore-y wound images, anyway? It might just be me, but that sounds disgusting.” He smiled, pulling up to a cafe and turning the vehicle off before turning to her with a grin. “Oh my god, Jayeon, are you part of Anonymous? Do you take down bad guys with your hacking? That’s fucking badass as fuck, you know that? You’re lucky I’m so good at keeping secrets, because that’s cool enough to tell everyone.”
“You still looked. And remembered. Which is still weird--I don’t care what your job is. Oh, no reason. Just felt like seeing what they looked like. Gorier than I imagined. I’m surprised I could stomach it,” she said monotonously, shrugging a little ans she sat back in her seat. “You mean that group of hacktivists or whatever? No, I’m not with them. I’m independent. I don’t need a group to tell me what to do. But I guess I do, yeah. Or I fuck with people who deserve it. You know, you tell anyone, and you’re my next target.”
He clears his throat feeling a bit awkward, that was not the kind of answer he was expecting. “You know, I didn’t mean it literally.”
“Doesn’t make it any less true,” she pointed out, giving him a pointed glare. what could she say? She was the queen of making people uncomfortable.
“I haven’t been in the zoo forever. Let’s go to the zoo… I think it’s time you reunite with your family.”
“Can visit someone whose locked up or dead,” Jayeon murmured, barely glancing up from her screen. Because, really, her dad was definitely one of the two.
He hummed as he drove, tuning her out a little and focusing on the road. He had no doubt she could probably fuck him up pretty good, but it was fun fucking around with her. Making her angry and aggressive. It was entertaining to see how easily she got riled up, and honestly, a little hot. But you’d never get him to admit that last part. He hummed to himself, glancing over to her. “Well, for one, I have your search history. I know the weird ass murder-y shit you’ve been looking up on company computers and I let it slide. Plus, like I said before, you’re my favorite subordinate. Plus my whole life is a secret, so I’m pretty good at keeping those. C’mon–tell me.”
He was really quite aggravating, but not the worst she’d ever had to put up with, so she could withstand him she supposed. That wouldn’t keep her from decking him someday, though. She was fully prepared to kick his ass. She scrunched up her nose. “Do you just look at my search history in your spare time, you fucking creep? That’s weird. That’s just weird. Yeah, yeah, whatever,” she said with a sight, pushing her hair back. “I may or may not do a little bit of hacking every now and then. Nothing malicious or anything...just something I’d definitely get locked up for.”
“At least it’s interesting enough for you to comment on it. Gettin people talking is half of it, you know,” he said, fully aware he wasn’t making much sense. “Only if I can throw up on you. Cover you in vomit. That would be so funny. I’m bigger than you by quite a bit, babe. Like……a rabid, mutant rat? I can see that. You kinda look like one,” he teased, snickering to himself. “I very clearly have arms, and there’s nothing you can do about that,” Seojin said with a laugh. He rolled his eyes. “Aren’t I special. Seriously, what’d you do? I’m not gonna fire you or anything. I like you, I don’t want to get rid of you. I’m just curious. What did you do?”
“Oh, I’m sure it’s all part of the plan, isn’t it?” she commented sarcastically, rolling her eyes at him and shaking her head a little. “You most certainly cannot, or I will aim at your dumb face. I’ll break your nose. Now that would be funny. Size isn’t everything, Seojin. I’m sure you of all people know that,” she commented with a grin. “As long as I look rabid. Like I could fuck you up. I’m cool with that,” she replied blandly. “I can cut them off. Easy solution. Try again later.” She sized him up again before shaking her head a little, putting her arms behind her head. “Why should I tell you? What have you ever done to prove to me that you’re trustworthy, huh? What assurance do I have that you won’t turn me in?”
“No, no, not the face. The face is precious. Punch me in the gut or something. Slug me in the arm. That’ll make more of a statement. Going for the face is going too far. I’d enjoy a punch to the arm. Or the ribs. It feels nice being hated. I’m bigger than you, you dumbass, how am I a little puppy? If I’m a little puppy then…you’re some kind of tiny rodent” he told her, an impish grin on his face as he turned a corner. “That wouldn’t work if I was a masochist. Not saying I am, but if I was, that wouldn’t matter to me.” Coming to a stop at a red light, he glanced over to look at her face, his eyebrow raising in surprise. “Oh my god, you are aren’t you? What’d you do? Credit card fraud? You a thief? You a murderer?”
“You’re face is something else, that’s what,” she grumbled, rolling her eyes. “I’ll get you in the gut. Hard. You’ll be throwing up--that’s how hard I’ll get you, bud. Won’t even be sorry about it either. You’re not bigger than me by much. Maybe you’re a freakishly big puppy. If I’m a rodent, I want to be something with razor sharp teeth and rabies so I can majorly fuck you up,” she said decidedly, nodding with a grin. “If you had no arms you wouldn’t be able to pick me up, you know. Just saying....” She smiled at him innocently, shrugging her shoulders and lying, “Yep. A murderer. Serial killer. Killed 10 of my last 11 bosses. You’re the eleventh. I’d watch out if I were you, sweetie.”