Eleceed x OC

Chapter two

Cho remembers when she was younger, her little brother asking her mother why he was different. She remembers being his age, wondering the same thing. She should have told him something, something to ease his worries about it. She wasn't enough.

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Jiwoo's love for cats grew quickly. She always paid attention to him, he is the reason for her being in a high powered, well paying job. She loves him very much. 

Which is why she was going to kick his ass when she got home, because she was exhausted from the night out she spent, and got two phone calls about him sleeping in class. One call, she could dismiss. But two? In the same day? His ass was grass, and she was gonna mow it. 

Unfortunately, when she got home, he was asleep. That was fine, because she kicked off her heels, fell onto the couch, and let her exhaustion take over as well. She vaguely heard mumbling, but she was to far gone. 

The next day, thank god, was the only day she had off. Friday. She ate about three plates of food, to make up for missing a day and a half of it. Afterwards, she watched Jiwoo train with Kayden. She was surprised when Kayden told her how quickly he had taken up his force control, but she wasn't all to shocked. She herself had learned Jeido's own control within a day aswell. It must've ran in the family. 

When Jiwoo ran off to school, she made sure he had his lunch (and a little bit of extra money, in case he saw something, or needed it. Can you blame her? She would willingly give him her black card and told him to go wild, if he would accept it.) 

The day passed by slowly, but ended on a hilarious note. She got Kayden into a really long k-drama, about females. They were currently on episode eleven of season two. She was on Melissa's team, but he was hell-bent on Ara. 

When Jiwoo opened the door, she greeted him with a plate of delicious meat and vegetables. Kayden was using the bathroom, but Jiwoo kept calling for him as she fed the cats again. She decided it was best to ignore his shouting, he'd find out eventually. 

She washed the dishes as he was scolded in a very dramatic way. Well, until the cat woke up. She almost fell in her socks, trying to reach the living room to see. He was just licking himself, until Jiwoo picked him up. 

"Should we take him to the vet?" She asked. 

"Yea! Look, he's so calm now!" Jiwoo added. 

"He's not calm! He's in shock!" Kayden shouted.

"Mr. Kayden, come with us!" 

"What? Why!" 

"I'll give you treats." They both said, and he froze. 

That's how they found themselves on the road again, she was carrying Kayden. A couple of people stopped and asked to pet him, but she just told them he wasn't friendly with strangers. 

It was a cool afternoon, making her pastel yellow sweater and brown leggings keep her warm. She was wearing short white socks with some normal yellow sneakers. 

"Hello doctor!" They both called, Jiwoo walking over to the doctor as she examined the treats with Kayden. 

"Goodness!" She whispered, at the same time Jiwoo asked, "Why are there so many animals in care units?" 

"They're hurt. Someones been leaving them and money for their treatment." He replied, gazing at them in sadness. 

"That's horrible! I'm willing to make any donation you need, just name a price!" She exclaimed, holding her card out. 

"It's fine, the money that's been left is more than enough." He waved her off, checking the animal. "However, it's unfortunate. They all seem to show heavy drug addiction problems." 

"Is there any way to help?" Jiwoo askes, looking at the animals longingly. 

"No. Unfortunately we must wait it out." The doctor said, sighing as he started his examination. 

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They take the cat home, and Cho sets up the T.V. for Kayden, teaching him a few simple commands on the remote. Like pause, start, and power. She heads to bed. 

Cho wakes up at five am, every day. She usually heads to bed around nine or ten, but she gets home at eight. She makes a point to eat dinner with Jiwoo, listen to his day, make sure he showers, and makes sure he gets in bed fine. 

She makes breakfast everyday, at six-thirty. Jiwoo comes downstairs, eats with her, and she tells him about her day yesterday. He goes back upstairs to change, and she prepares their lunches. At seven, they part ways. She takes the subway to work, and he walks to school. 

For her, work consists of meetings, training with the higher-ups, meetings, lunch, meetings, discussion about territory's and new awakened ones, meetings, and she gets out at around seven-thirty everyday. She takes the subway home, arrives at eight, and the cycle begins again. However, home Cho Seo and and work Cho Seo are two very different people. 

Work Cho consists of barking orders, stern looks, extremely tall heels, pencil skirts and suit tops. Home Cho consists of asking politely, soft looks, fluffy socks, short pants and sweaters. Sometimes, on the rare extra day off Jiwoo will take the day off from school and they will wear matching onesies with cat ears and cat tails, eat pizza and watch funny shows. 

Right now, she was currently in the last meeting of today, a discussion. Well, it was more like a report. She sent the old chairman to speak with Shinhwa, and he was telling her what they asked. 

"They were all, 'Oh please, Mr. Sung, send some people to help us look for our missing agents', and so obviously I was all, 'No, you can't make us do anything.'" He seemed very happy with himself. She sighed. 

Mr. Sung was always a hardass. It was a mistake sending him out. 

"Thank you. Hyung." She bent her finger, as the woman leaned to her mouth. 

"Send in another representative, and apologize for Mr. Sung. Tell them we will lend any support necessary." She whispered into her ear. 

"Yes ma'am." She said, writing it down on her little clipboard before running off. With everyone gone, she stretched. Time to go home. 

The subway, while it was less crowded at night, was still a dirty, smelly, sketchy place to be. Most nights, like tonight, she was fine. But there were a few times someone attempted to rob her, only trip and she beat their asses. But like most nights, she was fine, 

What was worrying was that Jiwoo wasn't home, but Kayden was. Dinner was prepared (not cooked, but the ingredients were already chopped and ready to go) and his backpack was sitting by the door. The cats looked fed. 

"Where's Jiwoo?" She asked. 

"He picked up that cat, and said he might have found its owner. Then he left." Kayden explained. 

That wasn't unnatural for Jiwoo. He often found what he thought to be stray cats owners several times in the past. But there was a different thing this time. He hadn't texted her. 

There was a unspoken rule in the house, that if Jiwoo wasn't going to be home when she got back, that he was to text her. While he normally never really left, it was nice to have the system in place. The only time he hadn't texted her, was a few days before. When they had found Kayden. 

The fact alone he has stepped out and hadn't texted her must have been because he believed he would be back by the time she was home. 

"I'm going to look for him. You?" She asked. 

"I thought you'd never ask."