Mystic Messenger Yaoi Oneshots

(3) Jumin x Luciel (707)

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Word Count: 1909

 Cover Art: Cherry and Chao (Taken from Pinterest) 

Jumin

I frowned as I glanced down at the current conversation displayed on my phone screen.

707

MC's been pissing me off lately...she keeps acting like she owns this entire organization, but no one can ever replace Rika

Jumin

I agree that no one can replace Rika, but MC is doing her best, don't put her down.

707

Whatever.

I sighed and placed my phone on top of my office desk, before leaning back into my chair.

My office was very tidy, and also spacious. My desk faced the only door into my office, well, the only visible door, with my back towards the windows that allowed me to view upon the bustling city life with ease whenever I had a free moment, which was almost never.

Luciel had been acting weird on the chat and had now resorted to only talking to me over private text, which none of the other members seemed to notice or care that he was never on, and when he was on, Yoosung was never on, which was strange it itself, and Zen was always picking a fight, stupids ones that I knew Luciel wouldn't normally entertain with, but he did, which worried me.

And what made the situation even more worrisome was that I hadn't seen him in person in a couple of weeks due to work, so I had no idea if something was going on with him personally.

I ran my fingers through my hair and stood up from my leather chair.

I was stressed over this. I knew he was secretive, but I needed to know. I had to figure out what was going on, even if he didn't want to barge into his problems.

Even if he ended up figuring out this entire charade of this friendship.

I walked off from my desk, taking only my phone and my folder of documents that I could work on at home after my little visit and headed out of my office and down the elevator, ignoring the scuttle my other employees made when they saw me as I walked out the back entrance and towards the bustling sidewalk, placing on my sunglasses that I only wore on occasions like that.

As I made my way down the busy sidewalk, I wondered what was up with him. I had always been analyzing everything he did and said, it was a sick obsession of mine, but I hadn't seen him act this way before, which scared me. Had he figured me out? And if so how?

Was he disgusted of me?

I shook my head clear and turned right on the corner that led into some sort of boulevard of apartments, lined by palm trees and flowering bushes that displayed many shades of pastel yellows and pinks.

I walked to the familiar complex and used the side gate that was always unlocked, which always caused a frown to form on my face. I didn't take kindly to the idea of Luciel in danger, and I had asked him on multiple occasions if I could pay for him to move somewhere safer, but he always brushed my off as over exaggerative and a money waster.