I have one charity fic left and it's been so long that I feel truly horrible about it. It's tough, though. The desired prompt isn't really inspiring my feels, ya know
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Hmm... I might develop this into more of a 'Verse later as I can see the potential for DooSeob but it didn't quite go there, but here you go! Also, no idea why Hyuna just popped out of nowhere. ^^;; ~*~*~*~
"Yoon!"
Doojoon sighed mournfully at his half-finished sandwich. He'd hoped to be done with his lunch before his boss had gotten done with the private phone call he'd taken just before noon, but he supposed it had been too much to ask for.
Before he could move, a small face appeared through the door, scowling. "Now! And bring those files for the Nam account with you. Jihyun is expecting to be wowed tomorrow morning and we haven't gotten anything to show her."
"Yes, sir," Doojoon replied, wrapping his food back up. If he was very lucky, he'd be able to slip back out for a break in an hour or two and finish it.
As Yang Yoseob disappeared back into his office without waiting to see if Doojoon was actually complying - Doojoon always complied - another small form perched on the corner of Doojoon's desk. "You know, technically, he's supposed to allow you to have a full hour for lunch instead of whatever you can snatch while he's on the phone. You could just tell him to go shove it up his ass."
Doojoon frowned at Hyuna. It wouldn't do any good to tell her to get off his desk. She'd just laugh at him. "No, thanks. I actually like my job." He scooped up the appropriate files and his own notebooks for the account. Yoseob's notes, while in neater penmenship, tended to skim over details Doojoon felt were important. "And be respectful. He might not be your boss, but he's still your superior. And older than you."
She made a face at him. "He's a jackass in a little boy face."
"Our parents never should have sent you abroad for your education," he muttered, even as he cursed the day he'd pulled some strings and gotten his half-sister a job in the same company as himself. He should have asked Yoseob to put in a good word with some other company. Preferably on the other side of Seoul. "It ruined you."
This time, her pout actually looked hurt and he felt bad immediately. That had been harsh and uncalled for. "Well fine then. See if I show any concern about you in the future."
She flounced off before he could apologize. "Hyuna-"
"Yoon!"
Sighing, Doojoon stared after his sister for a moment before promising himself he'd make it up to her.
~*~*~*~
"Yoon!"
Doojoon sighed mournfully at his half-finished sandwich. He'd hoped to be done with his lunch before his boss had gotten done with the private phone call he'd taken just before noon, but he supposed it had been too much to ask for.
Before he could move, a small face appeared through the door, scowling. "Now! And bring those files for the Nam account with you. Jihyun is expecting to be wowed tomorrow morning and we haven't gotten anything to show her."
"Yes, sir," Doojoon replied, wrapping his food back up. If he was very lucky, he'd be able to slip back out for a break in an hour or two and finish it.
As Yang Yoseob disappeared back into his office without waiting to see if Doojoon was actually complying - Doojoon always complied - another small form perched on the corner of Doojoon's desk. "You know, technically, he's supposed to allow you to have a full hour for lunch instead of whatever you can snatch while he's on the phone. You could just tell him to go shove it up his ass."
Doojoon frowned at Hyuna. It wouldn't do any good to tell her to get off his desk. She'd just laugh at him. "No, thanks. I actually like my job." He scooped up the appropriate files and his own notebooks for the account. Yoseob's notes, while in neater penmenship, tended to skim over details Doojoon felt were important. "And be respectful. He might not be your boss, but he's still your superior. And older than you."
She made a face at him. "He's a jackass in a little boy face."
"Our parents never should have sent you abroad for your education," he muttered, even as he cursed the day he'd pulled some strings and gotten his half-sister a job in the same company as himself. He should have asked Yoseob to put in a good word with some other company. Preferably on the other side of Seoul. "It ruined you."
This time, her pout actually looked hurt and he felt bad immediately. That had been harsh and uncalled for. "Well fine then. See if I show any concern about you in the future."
She flounced off before he could apologize. "Hyuna-"
"Yoon!"
Sighing, Doojoon stared after his sister for a moment before promising himself he'd make it up to her.
"Yoon, I need those accounts yesterday."
After work.
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