heaven's demon | purinz

- 3

Maybe she was a little crazy.

She was beginning to admit that to herself.

Or at least that was how she felt, slowly becoming aware that the haphazard plan she'd constructed in the cool light of the bathroom seemed a little more wonky in the actual execution.

Making peace with that admission, Yunjin quickly ducked into the canopied stoop of a small shop and pressed herself against the weathered brick as she waited. Seeing the flow of traffic come to a rolling stop, Yunjin peaked out from around the ledge before stepping back out, eyes finding their target as the pedestrian light turned green.

She nearly scowled when the first thing she noticed was how Chaewon's wild hair billowed in picturesque waves as she ambled across the street. Yunjin pushed up the sunglasses that had slipped low on her nose as she darted in and out of the crowd from a safe distance, taking care to keep her target in sight while staying unnoticed.

Which was easier said than done.

Apparently in no rush whatsoever, Chaewon walked at an annoyingly leisurely pace, steps slow in fluid long strides as she seemed to simply enjoy the scenery of the city. Yunjin had to measure herself, randomly stopping beside trees and shifting in and out of business fronts to allow the space between them to remain steady, becoming more frustrated by the moment as Chaewon dawdled over seemingly everything in her path.

A few moments spent perusing windows displays, lazily tapping each parking meter she passed, the maddening woman even going so far as to stop and actually speak with someone handing out fliers.

It was bizarre watching her outside of the office. The same lackadaisical air to her movements set to the backdrop of such a bustling city. Where most would be met with a glare and rushed contempt, Yunjin watched every smile be returned in abundance as passersby genially stepped out of her way.

Finally, finally, Yunjin halted and slipped behind an oversized SUV parked on the curb, watching Chaewon begin to dig into the pocket of her jacket as she looped up the steps of a towering brownstone.

"Hey, Ms. Kim. Home from work already?"

Yunjin huddled down further at the voice, holding her breath for some reason before inching upward and peeking over the hood, just enough to see. A young scruffy looking man in loose fitting jeans and an old tattered coat waved awkwardly when Chaewon glanced over, smiling brightly as he closed the door and locked up behind himself.

"Perceptive," Chaewon drawled with a friendly lilt as she slipped her key into the lock of her home. "Taking a field trip from your mother's basement I see?"

Yunjin couldn't stop the roll of her eyes at the easily delivered insult.

"Ha, yeah," he laughed pleasantly, moving down the steps of the front stoop as he spoke. "Boys night, ya know. Might get crazy... But uh, you're welcome to join. If you'd like."

Chaewon smiled, Yunjin seeing the ridicule shining brightly in her eyes.

"I'd rather set myself on fire," Chaewon said with a chipper raise of her shoulders as she pushed open the door and stepped inside. "But you have fun. Try not to get yourself arrested."

"Will do," he mock saluted and started walking backwards down the street. "Offer still stands. I'll get you to come out with me one of these days."

"When hell freezes over," she waved with a grin before turning and snapping the door shut behind her.

Yunjin breathed a sigh of relief as she leaned her back against the cold metal of the car, thanking every heavenly being that she hadn't been spotted.