Blaze

A Night with Warmth

Victoria slammed her purse against the kitchen table in her apartment and listened to the loud bang it made. Donghae was starting to piss her off with his attitude. He had seemed so cool at the beginning, but this case was swerving his personality around. Donghae only wanted to be in control and that was all he cared about. No, Victoria wasn't stepping down. How does Donghae expect his team to work when Suho can't hold a gun? Would he let Namjoo do all the work?

Just no. Victoria wouldn't allow Donghae to kick her or her team off the case. Since she came here she'd do it until the end. More determination seeped into her. Tomorrow's meeting would certainly show Donghae who was in control.

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Namjoo ate her fill from random food stands she passed and continued to walk on. She'd left her car behind at headquarters, but she didn't really care since she could go back for it in the morning or whenever. Plus, she had money if she needed a cab. All she wanted right now was just to tire herself out physically.

Days in her household had turned against her after her father's funeral. Her mother didn't look at her or speak to her. When something was needed her younger brother was used as a medium. Unable to take it anymore she moved out after half a year.

Once the sun began to set she finally walked into a soju tent, had a bottle, and some soup before leaning forward to lie her face against the table. Suho finally called her a few minutes later.

"I handed Junho the money." He reported.

"Ah...that's good. How is he?"

"Good. He says for you to visit by the end of the month. Mom will be out of town," Suho explained. "Where are you?"

"I don't know," she muttered. "Went here and there. I'll be going back soon."

"Should I come find you? Have you eaten?"

"I ate too much, Suho." Namjoo seemed to whine. He laughed and Namjoo raised her head when she heard someone take the seat opposite her. She sat up and turned away, "I'll call you back." After hanging up she turned to look at Kris, "What are you doing?"

"It doesn't look very attractive when a girl drinks alone," he held out a shot cup.

Namjoo glanced at it before looking at him. "What do you want?"

He urged the empty cup toward her, "Aren't you going to pour me some?"

A groan left her before she picked up her bottle and poured some for him. Namjoo watched him with an unsatisfactory stare and glanced out into the street. "I don't see your car."

"Then what do you think that means?"

She turned away from him, "You're annoying."

"Good, we're one of a kind."

Namjoo bit onto her tongue and hissed underneath her breath. "Whatever, I don't want to argue with you. Do you want to eat something?"

After the third bottle they finally left the tent. Namjoo's mind was spinning and her footsteps were a little sloppy, but she was still standing. A sigh left her lips before she slightly turned her head back and rolled her eyes when she saw that Kris was following her.

"Yah, don't you have anywhere to go?!" she asked loudly. "Home or something?"

"I want a glass of water first," he declared before following her into the apartment building.

Namjoo stumbled onto her floor before she eventually reached her door and unlocked it. After a glass of water she was definitely kicking him out, she promised herself. It eventually drifted from her mind when she poured water into a glass. Forgetting about him she lifted it up and gulped it down only to have it snatched from her a few seconds later. Namjoo turned to him with a glare.