Family Gathering
"From today onward, Chief Do Yun-jeong here will personally take command of the Namdong Industrial Complex recovery operations."
"…."
Kwang Seok-jin's face had been frozen solid since morning. It wasn't that bad until he laid eyes on me, but the moment he spotted Do Yun-jeong trailing obediently behind me, his expression soured. And when he heard she'd be taking direct command of the site? Even worse.
'Still got some feelings left, huh.'
Well, yeah. If even I—someone who could fuck any type of beauty whenever I wanted—got hooked on Do Yun-jeong's body, it wouldn't be easy for him to forget.
"…I'm in charge of our headquarters' forces. Even if you're the chief, I can't just hand over command arbitrarily."
"Acting all stiff again. If it weren't for the young master here, we wouldn't even be sitting down like this. You know damn well this conversation wouldn't fly otherwise, right?"
"…."
Do Yun-jeong lifted one corner of her mouth and pointed at Kwang Seok-jin, then herself with her finger.
"You and me. Two ranks apart."
"…."
"Back in our day, shit like this didn't happen, right?~ Two ranks? Hell, we'd bow at a 91-degree angle over a two-month difference."
"…."
Kwang Seok-jin didn't respond. But I could see his anger meter spiking visibly.
"Yes, you're absolutely right, Chief—two ranks above me. What I can't understand is why someone of your stature would show up personally at this grueling site, let alone insist on commanding it every single day. Don't you have bigger responsibilities that need your power?"
"I left those to the deputy chief. And right now, is there anything bigger in Namdong-gu than this? Only when this place gets properly restored and stabilized will Namdong-gu be safe. That's why I have to step in myself."
The two of them were still at it—me saying one word, and they'd fire back ten at each other.
"Hold on a sec, Special Investigator Kwang Seok-jin."
"…It's Kwang Seok-jin."
"Didn't you say on Friday we'd do this together? That's why I convinced the chief to dispatch Namdong Police Department forces here—and got her to agree to personally take command. Now you're changing your tune, and it's throwing me off."
"…."
He worked his mouth like he was choosing his words, then squeezed his eyes shut and spoke.
"That was about doing it 'together.' But you taking full command? That's not together. You're trying to use our headquarters' forces too, aren't you?"
"What, with me here, you expect my people to take orders from you?"
"No, we each handle our own domains independently."
"Why~? I've got this covered."
"No, that's—"
Kwang Seok-jin leaned back in his chair, face deep in frustration. He paused a beat, then continued.
"Let me be clear. I don't have the authority to hand over command arbitrarily."
"Then call and check. You never know."
"…."
Kwang Seok-jin looked exasperated, while Do Yun-jeong poked and prodded with a smirk. Truth is, this was all my doing. I wanted to watch them bicker.
Even if it was fighting, it was still emotions clashing. Turns out, surprisingly intimate emotions bring people close.
If there's even a shred of lingering attachment and they keep bumping into each other like this?
'The spark reignites.'
They'd be stuck working in close quarters all day anyway. And on top of that, exchanging heated opinions like this? He'd get pissed. Frustrated. But he'd start caring more. Especially as her ex who knows exactly how good she tastes.
"Hoo…. Fine. If you're that insistent…. Ha, I'll pass it along to headquarters."
"Did you just sigh in front of me and the young master?"
"Can't I even sigh freely?"
"Oh? Look at you getting all cheeky."
"…."
"Seok-jin."
"!"
"This isn't our hot-and-heavy days anymore. Let's keep it polite, yeah?"
"…Yes. Sorry."
He bowed his head, grinding his teeth, while Do Yun-jeong wore an expression so infuriating even I felt annoyed. And damn, she still looked hot doing it.
'She scratches him perfectly.'
Born bad girl, huh. Salty as hell.
"Let's wrap this up, young master. Looks like we're done here."
"Yeah."
I stood. Do Yun-jeong and Kwang Seok-jin followed.
"You didn't forget what I mentioned Friday, right? About routing as many supplies as possible to our recovery office."
"Yes. Already passed it on."
"Good. Thanks for the cooperation."
We exchanged perfunctory goodbyes and headed out of the container. On the way, I casually wrapped an arm around Do Yun-jeong's waist like I was escorting her.
"Shall we?"
"Oh, doing my job for me."
"You've got your own duties, Chief."
I slyly brushed the top of her ass and slid up.
"Jeez, with someone else here…."
Do Yun-jeong burrowed into my arms.
'He's definitely watching. Not saying shit?'
I felt his glare burning into my back. Had to be Kwang Seok-jin—no one else behind us.
"…You two should avoid actions that could be misunderstood…."
"Misunderstood? Ah, whatever. I don't give a damn about petty misunderstandings."
"…."
I brushed him off and headed to the recovery office. Do Yun-jeong clung to me the whole way, like she was provoking him on purpose.
"You're such a bitch."
"Isn't this what Master wanted?"
"Who knows?"
We exchanged knowing glances and arrived at the office, then naturally slipped into the attached room and fucked.
—No, she's admitting she's crazy herself.
Gominji hammered away in the chat nonstop. Then radio silence after that.