One Spring Morning

Power Duo

"Don't you want to be Leo Apartment's CEO?" Dad asks now.

"Yes, I want it so bad."

"Come to my address, where I'm hiding, don't bring anyone with you and that job is yours."

"Yes father."

I hang up. An evil smile consumes me.

"Come here Yeonjun!" I yell, Yeonjun much calmer and relaxed comes over to me.

"I've got a plan. Father is offering me the job of the CEO so you need to be willing to give it up."

" I never really wanted the job, but if there's one way to get him out of hiding than this might be just our best bet."

"Because I'm pursuing another idea..."

"And what's that?" I ask, a small smile on my lips. Yeonjun tilts his head and smiles, he licks his lips.

"I'm going to be an idol."

"You're going to be a CEO."

"And Father will be assassinated."

I smile and let out a wicked laugh, rubbing my hands.

"Let's do this!" I shout, pulling my blue hair back into a high ponytail.

—

Fire lights my eyes. I crack my knuckles before I paint my fingernails black. Black nail polish is so beautiful.

I grab the leather gloves beside me and slap them on my hands.

"You want to look fashionable why assassinating father?" Yeonjun says, staring at me.

"YES!" I yell and laugh.

"And you have a whole outfit set out?" Yeonjun continues, raising his eyebrows.

"Yeah?" I twirl my hair and stand up.

"You're so dramatic." Yeonjun rolls his eyes.

"The same can be said for you." I say.

Yeonjun pulls me close and hugs me. "Don't force yourself to grow up too fast. If you can't do it. I'll go take him down."

"I'm okay. I can do it!" I slap him in the face.

"WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" Yeonjun yells.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to slap you that hard. Just practice?" I scratch the back of my head.

"You're so naughty sometimes. Come on....put on that last silver necklace and lets go!" Yeonjun pulls my arm.

Huening kai comes towards me, "Did I just hear the sound of slapping?" He raises an eyebrow, he's also all in black, his long sleeved black shirt is tight against his body frame. I resist the butterflies in my stomach.

Those muscles-~~~~

"Yeah you did." I slap my hands together. "Would you like to be slapped?" I laugh.

"No thank you." Hyuka whistles low and looks down at his shoes.

I raise a finger to his chin, pushing his chin up so that I can see his face. "You look pretty." I whisper.

"You look pretty too." Hyuka smiles and leans close to whisper in my ear.

"Hey Hyuka! Can you come and take the gear out!" Soobin yells from the dining hall where the rest of the other members are gathering weapons.

Hyuka, smiles lazily at me and kisses my lips.

"Fine." Hyuka grinds the words out. Kisses me again and leaves.

"Oh my god, I'm the third wheel again." Yeonjun groans.

"yOu lOok prEttY?" Yeonjun mimics me pressed against the wall twirling my hair then he leaps into Hyuka's role.

"yOu LooOk PrETTY Too?" Yeonjun mimics Hyuka pressed up against me.

"Ugh you never shut up do you???" I spit.

"Yes, Juliet I don't, you don't pay attention to anyone but your Romeo." Yeonjun responds and heads out the front door.

—

I buckle my seatbelt. I've got the window seat. Hyuka comes trudging in with briefcases stuffed full of all the weapons and equipment we need to make this assassination successful.

I watch him as he awkwardly ducks his head, his neck is pressed to the ceiling of the car. I immediately unbuckle my seatbelt and reach out to carry the briefcases. He smiles at me and winks.

My mouth opens a little, my heart, it beats so fast but I focus on the briefcases and place them on the floor of the car. Hyuka sits down on the opposite window seat, his black shirt tightens against his body. I turn my face away. I bite my finger. That's enough, I tell myself. I turn my face back to Hyuka who is now pushing the long sleeves of his shirt up.

"I can see you gawking you know." Hyuka mumbles, a smirk on his face.

"Don't expose me!" I pretend to be angry but drown in the sea of blushing furiously.

"Well what type of equipment did you bring in the briefcases, I heard you guys discussing late at night but I must have dosed off." I ask.

"Oh, these aren't the assassination equipment." Hyuka tries to get up, his long arm reaching the briefcases.

Silences consumes both of us.

Hyuka's eyes are dark as his fingers stroke the briefcases.

"Then what are they?" I say confused.

Hyuka begins to open the brief cases.

"All the money stolen by your father." Hyuka says grimly.

My eyes darken and narrow.

Hyuka steps back, his face scared.

Hate boils all over me.

"From who? From what? Why did no one tell me?" I say dead serious.

"It was before you and yeonjun were born, we found the briefcases in the basement."

I crack my knuckles.

"Hyuka can you do me a favour?" I say, my voice low as I turn towards the window, from my leather jacket comes a black shiny gun. I swing it playfully.

"Yeonjun needs to drive to the institute where father is hiding this instant."

"Yes, CEO of No.1's largest corporation Leo Apartments."