ᴊᴏᴏɴɢᴅᴏᴋ ғᴀɴғɪᴄ [ʙᴏʏ x ʙᴏʏ]
(Aℓтєяиαтє Uиινєяѕє - Actors)
[Oмиιѕ¢ιєит Rєα∂єя'ѕ Vιєωρσιит by ѕιиg-ѕнσиg]
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"Kim Dokja. Don't flirt."
"Kim Dokja. Stop seducing people left and right."
"Kim Dokja. You never learn, do you?"
"Kim Dok--"
"Joonghyuk-ah...
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Dearest-nims, welcome to my 2nd Yoo Joonghyuk x Kim Dokja fanfic~❦( ˘ ³˘)♥ I made an Actor AU this time. It's inspired by the various manhuas/ Chinese webtoons I've read recently. Take note that I don't work on the entertainment industry so there are bound to be errors. I hope you guys to please bear with them. What do you think of the cover? LOL. I really think that the novel cover should be like that, tell me otherwise~ ( ◡̀_◡́)ᕤ
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Act 0 - PROLOGUE
"You bitch! Get back here!"
A young man in his early twenties was frantically running away from an older bastard who shouted with a hoarse, angry voice. It was a bastard in his thirties, with wavy hair, stubble beard on the chin area, shirt unbuttoned halfway tucked in an expensive pants and branded belt, tall figure.
'No need to shout, you sicko!' Quite appalled at the nerves, the young man turned around to face the speedily approaching man and spun a kick to his gut, but the bastard only stumbled and was able to keep himself standing up. Not good enough! He's too tough for the young man's twig-like limbs. The force he exerted was less powerful than what he wanted. He felt pathetic with himself. He started running again and cursed internally. He prayed his legs could hold out.
The fleeing young man finally saw the hallway curve to the right-- to the main lobby where the hallway ended. The buzzing of busy people reached his ears and he smirked amidst his huffs. He could use human traffic to delay his offender. He glanced back and made sure the bastard was still at a distance. He might be pathetically weak but he was confident with his speed.
"Hehe. I'll take you to jail if I get witnesses." His grin widened and he plunged to the gathering of people. They were occupying the spacious lobby for who knows what reason. There were even people in black suits and radios. Were they the security staff? But who cares? He put those details at the back of his head and moved forward. He needed to get out of the building first. Or maybe contact someone for help. Or maybe ask help from those in black suits. What were they anyway? They weren't there when he arrived here.
'Ugh. Why is this lobby so big? What's with these people today? I can't move forward at all.'
He pushed himself and pushed. God knows how many times he felt like he was being shoved away as well. The people in black were also trying their best but the masses were too forceful.
"Ow ow, my hips!" He groaned and tried to muster a complaint but who knows who he actually should be complaining to.
'Ah. I must have already lost him.' The bastard was not in sight. Good. He could maybe relax for now.
