yxseul:
“It’s not involved, it merely played a part in which accommodates my needs, both in pleasure and the information it brings me. Plus, that was a good face to sit on as well.” she adds, reminiscing over the episode with a grin to her lips.
She chuckles at her cousin’s bold affirmations. To others, the girl may have sounded conceited, but Yeseul acknowledges it and knows it’s true, so why be fake modest about it? Yes, the younger girl is good at what she does and she is quite the smooth talker which is why Yeseul trusts her to do a good job in the first place. To Yeseul, loyalty was everything just like family was and Haehyeon has proved time and time again that she is perfect for the group, not to mention that Yeseul considers her almost like a sister. In fact, if Yeseul had a sister, she would have loved for it to be Haehyeon.
The woman’s speech concludes to favor the outcome Yeseul has been wanting all day long and she lets out a small screech, making a beeline to throw her arms around her cousin even though it’s a mess with the other still sitting down on her chair. “You’re such a bad bitch, I love it.” she pinches the girl’s cheeks for good measure, slipping off to lean against her desk for a moment. “Maybe that family just has good genes in general. Was he good in bed?”
as if noh haehyeon isn’t big in the head already, yeseul’s obnoxious hug makes her grin, the corners of her lips curling up as she embraces the triumph. normally, if it had been any other person, it’s certain that she would’ve hated someone pinching her cheek like that, but yeseul, someone that she dares to consider as a sister and a partner, is always a special exception.
“we’re bad bitches together,” she says smugly, crossing one leg over the other as she taps off a few cinders from her still lit cigarette. “that’s why we’re vipers.”
it’s something that she loves that runs in the family; they aren’t afraid to take the risks that are necessary in moving forward, and aren’t afraid to do whatever is necessary to get what they want in their hands. they’re fierce, formidable, and stubborn to a fault; and most importantly, they’re loyal to their kin.
haehyeon’s even more smug as she leans in toward yeseul, still in her chair, as she answers, “enough to last until round three.” then she shrugs, taking in another puff of smoke. “but he got clingy by the end, so i had to let him go.” she says that in almost a woeful tone, eyes gleaming teasingly.
she offers the cigarette to yeseul, which rests between her fingers, asking nonverbally if she wants a puff herself. it’s a running joke between them that haehyeon does this when she wants something, and today is no different; she looks up sweetly at the older woman before asking, “so, does this mean a celebratory shopping date? am i allowed to get that fendi bag i have had my eyes on since last month?”
