Dear Diary|| KinnPorsche

>>05<<

Y/N PoV:

Dear Diary,

I know a red flag when I see one.
And oh lord, I see fucking red like the bull would.

Yours Y/N

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The moment I walked out of Korns room, I was met with a guy. A guy that screamed fuck boy.

More fuck boy than kidnapper Mafioso could ever achieve.

And he was conversing with Porsche.

Porsche didn't mind that guys presence as much as I did and I guess that leaves him off of the hook for now.

But lord does his existence scream toxic red flag walking.

He was a screaming Warning signal, but Porsche seemed oblivious.

He must really love the color red then.

Seeing as he made out with the other Mafioso and that one is also a big red flag.

Talking about the devil, he doesn't seem so happy about Porsche and Red Flags interaction.

So I stalked towards him.

"Jealous?" I asked, creeping up behind him, making him low key, high key, jump, as he didn't notice me.

"What? Jealous? Me? Never!" He stumbled over his words, a slight turn in his eyebrows.

Angry bird over here thought he was being slick with hiding his feelings.

Lmao.

As if.

So I chuckled an pointed a finger at him.

"You are. Jelly because someone flirts with your soon to be partner." I smirked as his eyebrows raised and his pupils dialeted.

"Me and Porsche? No." Oh, so he was in denial now?

Slightly different from last time I asked about their relationship, he only snapped at me then.

"Well. Who's that guy anyway?"

Again I made him shick shack shook with my words.

"You really don't care much about the people you serve under? That's my cousin, Vegas. The guy who's room you had during training time."

Ahhhhhh.

I nod in understanding.

"So this love triangle is even under relatives. Interesting. I should get some popcorn to watch."

I hummed and watched them both aswell.

"But he is quiet a toxic person. Isn't he?" I sniffed the air in a humorous manner.

"Since I smell someone who can't stand his cousin being happy. I bet you 10 dollar that he takes whats yours  or what was yours, to feel what you felt, since he wants to be you so bad."

Kinn, I think was his name. Just looked at me, now amused. "He also looks like the type of person who has daddy issues."

At that he, Kinn, the most stoic and pretentious person ever, laughed and this time I could feel Porsches and red flag guys eyes on us.

I didn't want that toxic attention so I waved Kinn goodbye before turning back to Porsche and smiling at him.

"Bye bye Porsche. I need to get back to my moody child boss."

Just as I said that, my phone rang, and it was mister kpop idol wannabe on the caller line.

I walked away from the Drama to be and accepted the call.

"Yes, Mr. Kim?"

"Are you done with talking to my father?"

"I am."

"Good, come to my apartment, I need you to drive me somewhere."

"I thought I was dismissed. Don't you have a license?"

I joked obviously.

"I'm not saying that twice. Come here."

"Alright, see ya Mr. Kim."

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"Soooo..."

I broke the tension in the car and looked at him through the mirror.

"You got a date with Porsches little brother?"

I asked and he choked on his salavia before looking at me in ridicule.

"As if! What makes you think that?!" He stuttered out, voice high, low key trying to lie to me.

"Because the Adress you want me to drive you to is literally their family home. I should know. I gave you that information." I stated matter of factly, making him shrink in his seat.

Emotions....

Shame?

Wow.

I am surprised that he can feel.

"So you got a date with him or are we driving their to stalk him even more and make sense of what schedule he has?" I asked him once again.

He scoffed.

"I am just teaching him how to play the guitar."

I raised my eyebrows and chuckled.

"Teaching him how to play a guitar. Lovely. Fanboy is tutored by his Idol to be able to play his guitar. Would make a great fan fiction trope."

Kpop idol wannabe just groaned in annoyance and buried his face in his hands. "God, you're annoying."

"Thanks. I try to be." I replied, focusing back at the street.

If your boss has no bully's, become his worst one.

Haha.

I love it..

"Well. What am I supposed to do while you have your date?" I ask curious, while also driving the last road to Porsches family home.

"You don't have to wait outside. Go into the city or something buy something for yourself or something, I'll call you when you can pick me up again."

I nod and drive into the driveway before halting. "Have fun Boss."

After I made sure that he was out the car and gone, I drove away again. Freetime once again. 

I thought about the Bosses idea to go into the city and thought to myself. heh. Why not?  

Walking to the city was interesting today, as I spotted my fellow colleague. "Pete?" I asked, confused, which made him startle, as if i interrupted something. This only made my confusion grow, exspecially as he dragged me around a corner.

"SHhh. What are you doing here?" He asked me in a hushed voice and I chuckled at his agitation. "Wasting time until Kpop Wannabe Kim is done with his guitar lessons." I smiled at Petes growing terror at Kims nickname, but waved it off. "He knows I call him that. It's fine. But what about you? You're in civil, yet luring around like you're stalking someone."

Pete looked caught and I exactly knew, my joking guess was actually right. "Ahh. I see. Who is it? I can dig something up for you." I peeked around the corner and there I saw him in all his Glory. Red Flag Guy Vegas from this morning.

"That's whats his face....Vegas, right? Kinns Cousin." Pete nodded and peeked at him along with me. "My current mission. You don't have to help me. If I go missing, you know why." Pete said, voice laced with amusement at his joke. "Alright. I'll leave you to it." 

I walk around the corner, leaving Pete to do his thing.

Just to bumb into the one dude on my way to the miniso store.....

Damn