I started sweating in that goddamn place.
All that money and yet there's no decent air conditioning.
I wipe my sweat off dramatically.
"What, you think me boiling to death will make your job easier?" I ask, noticing how Ha Joon was looking at me with wide eyes.
"You sure do talk a lot" Ha joon says, sighing.
I shrug, and fold my arms.
The guy who still has no purpose anymore smiles like an idiot.
"And what are you smiling for?" I ask.
He shrugs.
Ha Joon paces around the room and finally settles at one place.
Behind my chair.
He rests his elbows on the back of the chair.
I literally freeze.
I hate him, but WHY does he have to be so- you know.
Ugh.
I hate this situation.
"Well, I'm guessing the only option we really have is to go with plan 2.
You can pretend to be my personal assistant or a makeup artist or something." He says.
"Yeah well you really do need makeup" i lied.
That man looks fucking flawless.
He rolls his eyes.
"Listen. This is serious" he says approaching me and leaning down as i was in my chair.
"No shit. I'm the one whos gonna die if this doesn't work out. It doesnt get more serious than this now does it?" He rolls his eyes again.
"Rolling your eyes won't do anything. If you really are the dangerous hot shot guy you claim you are then it shouldn't be hard to come up with a plan." I say in one breath.
Damn, i wonder where all this courage and sass is coming from?
My brain sure does work wonderfully well when the universe is hell bent on getting me fucking killed.
Ha Joon sighs.
"You're right. You're an editor or something right?" He asks.
"One of the best"
"Okay. That'll work in our favour. You can be like- my personal PR editor. You know- you write my articles and stuff. You represent my agency"
Oh boy would i write a fantastic article now with all the knowledge i have right now.
But it isnt worth my life.
Well maybe it is, I live a pretty boring life.
"Hello? Did you just space out?" He asks.
"Oh yeah. Sorry. Well that sounds good. How are we gonna execute it?"
"That's the thing. You will need to cut off all your contacts with your agency and your friends. Especially that annoying one." He says.
"But why?"
He groans.
"Come on,meet me halfway here. If you talk to them you might blurt out what you know. I can just talk to my agency and make a deal with yours. They'll handle it. I'll pretend i was absolutely amazed by your amazing jaw dropping writing writing skills or something"
"Hey that's offensive. What do you mean 'pretend'?"
"Have i ever read any of your articles?
I roll my eyes.
"Whatever"
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𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝐽𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑀𝑒 // Wi Ha Joon × Reader
FanfictionYou meet him through the connections of your agency. But everything that happens from that point onwards, is destiny. Famous South Korean actor Wi Ha Joon is loved by everyone. But what happens when you become the first person to discover tha...
