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DECEMBER 2, 2104 ── 10:28 PM ── R.S. PALEO SEOUL HQ
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"HAH, WHO THE FUCK SAYS 'toodles' anymore?"
Hovering over his comrade, who had his eyes and attention glued on a large monitor, the rose-haired man let out a scoff and smirked. Combing a hand through his tousled locks, he ran his tongue over his lips as he watched the slightly older male work.
Park Jimin. By the way he carried himself, and the way his lips slipped so naturally into a smirk, one could tell that he knew very well how attractive he was.
The younger waited a while, expecting a prickly remark from the older, but received no reply.
He pouted, brows furrowing in a dissatisfied frown. Reaching forward, he closed his hand on the hacker's headphone set and pulled, removing it roughly. His fingers still wrapped around the device, he leaned forward, closer to the other male, and spoke in a firmer voice.
"Hyung."
The man at the computer didn't respond to this immediately. Instead, his fingers moved swiftly over the keyboard for a while longer, pressing seemingly random keys at a rapid pace. The rose-haired man, even more irked by this, parted his lips to speak, but was silenced beforehand by a held-up finger from the older. Still annoyed, but not wanting to cause a fuss, the younger male leaned back and crossed his arms. Waited.
It didn't take long. Thirty seconds passed, and the hacker stretched a bit before swinging his chair a good 180 degrees to face his impatient friend. Without the light of the monitor bathing his face in an unattractive green light, he looked less like an alien and more like a handsome young man with sharp facial features and a defined jawline. His ashen hair, though unkempt, appeared soft and clean.
He raised his finger again, but this time to reach forward and hook it on the headband of the headset, tugging the entire thing toward him. The younger male relented, loosening his grip on the device and letting his companion take it and slip it around his neck.
"Okay, first of all, I say whatever the hell I want," the silver-haired male said, "and second of all, what?"
"Why did you do that?"
The hacker raised a puzzled eyebrow. "Do what?"
Before the rose-haired man could respond, a new, deeper voice interrupted.
