The Man Upstairs •°•° A Woosan FF

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San heard a gasp come in front of him. He looked up and saw two of his workers. He sighed, not caring, and letting his tears take the best of him. "My life is the only life that has to go downhill in every situation. I was almost at the top of the world. So fucking close. Then everything just had to fall over."

One of them sat next to San. "Hey, don't worry. When you go through-,"

San cut him off. "I don't need a fucking therapist," He said, wiping off his tears. He got up and pointed at the one with dyed pink hair. "Fuck it. You get me a therapist with more than 20 years of experience and can meet right fucking now," He pointed at the brunet sitting on the floor. "You go find that dumb fucking bitch of a secretary who called Wooyoung a mission."

The pink-haired nodded. "He should've known by now. You're in love with Wooyoung so you don't wanna use him as a mission anymore. You don't wanna use him for any reason. Sorry if I'm talking a lot, sir."

San nodded, looking down. "And I fucked everything up with him. Well, I didn't that dumb bitch did. Either way, what's your name again?" He asked the one with pink hair.

He smiled. "It's Chanhee but I go by New."

San nodded. "No matter how fucking annoying you can be, I'm somehow used to it."

New forced a smile. "Is that an insult or compliment?" He asked.

San chuckled and looked at the brunet. "Go leave and do your job." He said.

He bowed and went to do so. San sat on the stairs and signalled New to sit as well. He did and San smiled. "How much money are you earning every month?" He asked.

New thought for a second. "It's around 7,000 dollars." He said.

San nodded. "It's 10 thousand now. It's a simple increase of 42.86%." San said.

New chuckled. "You've always been so smart. I'm jealous."

San smiled. "Forget about the therapist thing I said. Talking to you is enough for me."

New sent San a bright smile. "Oh, okay. Is there something else I should do?"

San nodded. "It's really important," He said. New nodded and started listening. "Don't be scared of me, ever. That's your most important job. If I'm getting really, really mad at someone or something, just talk to me and I'll feel better right away. That's what I used Wooyounggie for. To make me feel better when I was having a hard time." San said, looking down.

New placed a hand on San's back but quickly removed it. "S-Sorry. I forgot you hated being touched."

San shook his head. "You can. I won't be mad."

New nodded and decided to hold his hand. "Well, tell me. What happened to you and Wooyoung?"

San sighed. "We were about to kiss and possibly more but I was just going for a kiss right now so he knows how I feel about him. My dumb secretary ended up calling me at that second and I was about to yell the shit out of him but I calmed myself down by holding Wooyoung's hand. After that, I found out he was waiting upstairs in my apartment. I went there and long story short, he called Wooyoung a mission so I got really mad at him and Wooyoung just had to hear. What was I supposed to say? Oh, sure. I'll say the truth. Hey, Wooyoung. The reason I know so much about you is because I was sent to threaten you into giving us the money you owe but I ended up falling in love with you so I couldn't? I sound like a psychopath."

New shook his head. "You don't. He'll understand soon. Don't worry."

San clicked his tongue. "How does he owe us either way?"