Yang Jungwon once worked in a secret agency called Vesselsoft, believing he'd be saving lives and making differences. However, certain events led him to ultimately walk away, never to look back.
Two years later, he is brought back into the game to h...
The next morning, Jungwon wakes up just as the sunlight cracks into the sky. He sits up, looking at the pillow suspiciously, eyebrows furrowed as if presented with the most confusing puzzle ever. He then looks at the couch, the agent long gone, so he scans the room for any sign of the latter. Just in time, the door to the room opens, Jay already up and about.
“I was just about to wake you up.” he says plainly, “Get ready.”
“Yeah, there isn’t much getting ready to be done.” Jungwon says with a sigh, using his fingers to comb his hair and rid it of sleepy tangles.
The doctor grabs his phone and stands in front of Jay, nodding his head as if to say “let’s go”. However, the agent looks the latter up and down before removing his jacket without a word. Jungwon’s eyes widen when Jay drapes it around his shoulders, suddenly conscious of himself.
Was something wrong? Were his clothes dirty? Did he smell?
“What?” Jungwon blurts out, embarrassed.
Jay offers a small smile before becoming poker-faced again. “We’re going to a shady place, so you kind of have to look the part and not…”
Beautiful and attractive.
“…like this.” Jay vaguely settles for that, hoping the doctor gets his point, “Your clothes scream sheltered and good-natured.”
“Oh.” Jungwon hums, looking down at the simple clothes he was wearing but the agent did have a point; it looked too clean and pristine, “Ok.”
With that, the agent ushers him out of the room where they regroup with the other guys. Heeseung and Sunoo wave and greet Jungwon a good morning, to which the doctor bows his head before standing next to Sunoo.
The eldest agent then nods, “Let’s go. Remember to keep a low profile. Don’t cause any trouble or engage anyone. Sunoo, Jungwon, stick close.”
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District Trade was apparently located in Gimpo’s slightly more rural area. Heeseung had to park the car somewhere else as the whole group walked a few meters to a rundown compound with towers and towers of container van apartments littered across the place. There were also small kiosk-like booths as if it were a wet market - but no noisy haggling, impatient customers - just very experienced traders buying and selling things that aren’t on the market for everyone.
Heeseung walks through the crowd calmly, eyebrows furrowed as he looks here and there. Jay does the same, his intimidating appearance helping the group blend in. Jungwon sees Sunoo whispering something in the eldest agent’s ear, pointing at a stall with suspicious-looking bottles; Heeseung nods and gestures for Sunoo to “mingle”.
