The Farmer || K.TH

"City Brat"

"What chu thinkin'?" Hoseok chirps, throwing his plump ass on the chair of the dinning table.

"Thinking about why we work for assholes." Jinhee simply deadpan, turning to face the man. "No, I'm realizing that we are assholes."

Hoseok grumbles, leaning back against the chair like a spoiled brat. "Tell me about it. But then again, what choice do we have?"

"I didn't study business for four years, lost half my hair from stress just to end up ruining lives, Hobi." The woman massage her temples, guilt gripping the tips of her bones.

Upon seeing the shake in her fingers, Hoseok immediately step in and softly grab a hold of her hands. "Calm down, munchkin. We are not here to ruin lives."

"That is not what the government said." Jinhee pouts, feeling the man squeeze her palms.

"But that doesn't mean we are like them. Yes, we work under them and have no choice but to listen to whatever they say. But we can take things a different way." Hoseok comforts with soothing words.

"How?"

The man goes on to explain. "Like, with the compitition and all, we are not doing anything bad. We are just trying to prove a point. And I know that we will succeed if we try our best."

Pursing her lips, Jinhee nods half heartedly. "Hopefully."

Hoseok perks up at that. "Hopefully?" Then he hums. "Maybe that is what you lack. Some hope. What is it, child? Have I been neglecting you, hmm? Is it because you're uninspired cause you haven't seen my dick in a long time?"

The woman is instantly drilling holes with her glare into his pretty face. "Shup up, Hoe."

"That is not what you said when you gave me head in university." Hoseok rolls his eyes at her, moving to face away.

Jinhee is on him in seconds, eyes flaring in anger. "FUCK off! That never happened."

"But, it did happened." He replies back right after, not giving her a chance to DECK him right in the face.

The woman can only glare at him, knowing nothing will get to him and his delusional stubborn ass brain. "Fucker." She instead mumbles, making the elder man turn to her with an offended face.

"That's not what you called Kim taehyung when he called you sweet cheeks the other day." He barks, standing up on his feets in front of her.

Jinhee only roll her eyes. "Why don't you use your mind and figure out how we will go through with this thing. We just have to win against the Kim's. If they accept our deal than it will be natural for the other farmers to follow."

The man sits down again, shrugging his pride off his shoulders . "That be true. They have a huge ass impact here . I found out that their fruits are delivered in every house and shops of this village."

Jinhee nods at the information. "We need to impress them. So we can get the fuck outta here."

Hoseok raise a brow. "Thought you were starting to like this place."

"I am. It's so much more peaceful than Seoul." The female shivers at just the thought of crowed. "It just irks me that those bastard sat in this exact same place to plan the doom of so many people of this village."

She was a mer teen when she moved to Seoul, her parents helping her move in. She grew up by herself there. That is when loneliness came in, and with that came the struggles to survive. The stress for the due of rent of her studio apartment, saving enough so she can have a meal a day, the nosebleeds that came from her two jobs and studies, she faced her first apartment break in (damn the perverted panty thief landlord), the scare that brought to her bones still sits on the pits of her stomach.