hi i graduated from my pre-u course and idk what my cgp is yet <3 sorry for leaving you guys but im alive again i love you
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they did this for ME and this fic.
"i told you, i'm NOT in the business anymore! stop calling this number!" jay yelled into the phone, before pressing the button to end the call so hard, he could've cracked the screen. he threw the phone onto the table with a frustrated grunt.
jay ran his fingers through his hair. he fell into his chair, and slammed his hands onto the table. he couldn't count how many calls he had to turn down from nasty rich men since getting involved with jungwon the first time, but for some reason the calls had come in in the dozens after he had made the firm decision to retire from his role as the masked man.
too bad he couldn't just make some public announcement of his retirement. he kept praying that it'd go around by word of mouth that he wasn't doing anybody's dirty work anymore. but it'd been months. and it was tiring the hell out of him.
"hey, babe," jungwon muttered as he stood at the door. the sound of his voice instantly boosted jay's mood, it being apparent on his face through the subtle change of expression. "you okay? lots of yelling in here."
"i'm fine," jay smiled, arm outstretched to invite jungwon into the room. jungwon took the invitation, and stood by the arm rest of jay's swirling chair. "i just think we need to cut the landline."
jungwon laughed. "the thing's been ringing nonstop. i'm surprised you hadn't done it earlier."
"i had other things on my mind," jay groaned. "but it's driving me insane. i'll have it done first thing tomorrow morning. remind me."
ring ring!
jay slammed his head onto the table rather loudly, making jungwon giggle at the comedic timing. "just don't answer it babe, don't sweat."
"forget sweating. i'm going to smash that phone with a hammer."
"later, please. for now you can come downstairs," jungwon said sweetly, kissing the top of jay's head with his arm wrapped around his shoulder. "sunghoon made lunch. and ni-ki helped."
"SUNGHOON made lunch?" jay exclaimed, almost scared. he stood up, exhaustedly. "and NI-KI helped? oof, i better come down to see the damage. do i want to eat it?"
