for him | lmh

01

"i won, bitch," i sneered at jooheon and threw the poker cards down. i took a puff of my cigarette.

jooheon raised his eyebrows. "forgive me for doubting you," he raised his hands in defeat.

"yeah," i said while standing up to get two bottles of beer from the fridge. "don't underestimate a bad ass bitch like me," i laughed.

"yes, 'bad ass bitch'," we both laughed. it was an inside joke between us. jooheon grew up, taught to be a "perfect" boy so he's been to school where he's seen "perfect" girls. when he met me, that's what he called me.

we popped open the beers and drank.

"is changkhyun at boss' office?" i asked.

"yeah."

"in trouble?" i joked.

"yeah, boss needs to kick his ass for coloring outside the lines," jooheon joked along, referring to his teachings to be "perfect."

all of a sudden, the rusty door to the cold and wet underground dungeon thing squeaked open.

"blair, jooheon," changkyun said seriously. "boss needs us all at the office, now."

we both bolted up and changed.

"what's wrong?" i asked changkyun as we ran through the cold halls.

"im not clear on all the details, but i know it has to do with him."

"who's him?" jooheon asked, although it's pretty obvious he already knows who it is.

"lee minhyuk."