"Lee Haechan," Taeyong repeated. "I thought it'd be better if you ask him cause, ya know, gang leader to another gang leader."
"Why would you want to ask him for help when you already have me?" Hyewon sat down at her desk and typed in his name in one of her files.
"This whole case is getting out of hand and I really just wanna get it over with." She could feel him pout over the phone. Sometimes it feels like he's younger than his actual age.
Hyewon squinted at the information she received on her computer, holding in a sigh. "Yea sure I'll ask him."
"Thanks Hyewon." "No problem."
She put her phone down and pressed the intercom at the side of the desk before speaking. "Mr Kim please find out where Lee Haechan lives and let me know."
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"Hey you're home." Jaemin turned his head to look at Donghyuck who just barged in through the door, taking off his gloves. "Wow where have you been? You look like a mess."
"I was being productive unlike your lazy ass," he retorted, throwing the gloves at Jaemin to which he dodged them.
"Missed me!" he called out. Donghyuck ignored him and continued to drag his feet up the stairs. His hand constantly rubbed his shoulders, in hopes that the pain from the fight he just had would disappear.
Stumbling through the door to his office, he stopped in his tracks, confused at sight of a girl spinning around in his chair.
"Oh hey!" Hyewon chirped when they made eye contact. His eyes travelled to the open window where she probably came in from. "B-but we're on the third floor."
"Your guards weren't letting me in so I did what I had to do."
His gaze snapped back to the girl in front of him, putting his cold facade back on. He tilted his head a little once he got a good look of her, recognizing her.
Hyewon, well-known in the world of crime for being all chummy with the cops and for providing high quality weapons.
His eyes followed her around the room, watching as her attention got pulled by the framed pictures on his shelves. "Young Donghyuck, quite a cutie."
The boy paused at the sudden mention of his real name. It's been quite some time since anyone had ever said it. "
What are you doing here anyways?"
"The cops want your help to solve a case." He furrowed his eyebrows at her statement. "Why couldn't they just ask me themselves?"
"Well they aren't exactly close to you."
Donghyuck pointed his finger back and forth between him and Hyewon. "Then are you suggesting that we're close?"
"We're definitely more similar," she shrugged, twirling the frame she picked up.
"I can assure you, we're not." He walked over to her and snatched it out of her hands, placing it back on the shelf. "Tell them I'm not helping."
"Why not?"
He shook his head. "I don't trust them so I'm not going to help."
"But-" Hyewon pressed her tongue against her teeth at his rudeness. "Fine whatever I'll just leave."
"Yep you go ahead and do that," he sneered as he went to flip through the papers on his desk.
She lifted her leg up onto the window sill, making Donghyuck snap his head towards her. "H-hey wait- can't you go out the front door like a normal person?"
She clicked her tongue. "You're boring."
"If that's what you want to think Princess."
She let his door swing close on its own and headed for the stairs. The front door wasn't that far away when she bumped into someone.
"Ah sorry." She looked at the boy who apologized and dusted herself off.
"It's okay."
"So is there a reason I bumped into some random girl in my own home, and at this kind of hour?" he inquired, standing up straighter.
"I was just here to see your leader."
"Well I'm Jaemin, Na Jaemin." "I'm Hyewon." She shook his extended hand. "Oh you're Hyewon! I've heard your name a couple of times."
"Really?" "Yea we've bought stuff from you before."
"Donghyuck didn't say anything about it," she murmured.
"Huh what did you say?"
"Oh it's nothing." She waved her hand and proceeded to the door. "I'll see you around I guess."
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