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[TRANS] Dongwoo Interview with CĂ©Ci Korea (Mar 2018) Part 1 - About CAR
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Translation by @yeolsprout (Edited and posted with permission. Please do not remove credits or crop translation.)
a b o u t  C A R
You chose âdriveâ in this project which grants you the fantasy you have been thinking of.
I didnât think of anything else. I really love cars.
You seem to be very good at driving, when did you get your driverâs license?
I went to get it as soon as my 19th birthday passed. My dad gave me the car he was driving as soon as I got (my license) so Iâve been driving since I was a high school student.
Do you remember the first time you grabbed the steering wheel?
Of course(,) I canât forget. I thought, âso this is what freedom isâ. I was somehow excited too when I first got my ID card (because) it felt like Iâve become an adult. Itâs the same feeling as that. I think Iâve been into cars from then on.
Why do you like cars so much?
There are two reasons, handling (the car) and the fun (you get) when travelling to places youâve never been to before while on a drive. I really like to drive and search for famous restaurants. I often go to Byeollae Cafe Street or Chuncheon area in Gangwon-do.
It seems like you prefer (driving in) quiet(er) roads to (driving) for speed.
Thatâs right. I prefer to feel the wind and breathe in the scent of the mountains while driving.
But still for a person who likes cars, surely you must have times where you would have the desire to drive (and enjoy the speed).
Thatâs true. I do dream about going at the highest speed (possible) on the Autobahn in Germany. And since our team name (means) âno limitsâ, Iâd want to try to drive with no limits too.
Howâs your driving style? How are the reactions of those sitting beside you (when you drive)?
My friends say that âyou should (drive) a safe(r ) carâ, but itâs different if itâs giving my niece a ride. I drive so safely beyond that of an exemplary driver, to the extent that even the cars behind me (can) end up being frustrated. I think it differs depending on who is sitting beside me and the purpose (for riding my car). But that doesnât mean that I do things that go against the law. Iâve never gotten into an accident (in the) 9 years (Iâve been driving). But isnât everyone like this? (That) things become different when youâre late for work even when youâre just driving normally as usual. You know (what I mean) right? Haha.
Are there any driving styles you find unforgiveable when driving?
Please write/include everything (I say). First of all, not turning on the signal lights when changing lanes. Iâve even gotten out of my car to personally talk (to others about this) before. You canât do this, you wouldâve learnt this when you were getting your license. And unreasonable acts of cutting in front of other (cars) and (making) threats, retaliatory driving, driving in the opposite direction on a one-way road â I really hate these. Thereâs a reason why these roads are made for only one-way driving. I hope we can follow that.
Items which you always have in your car?
First of all, I have three air fresheners. I have three kinds of perfumes too. And mouthwash, toothbrush and toothpaste. Cleanliness and fragrance are important. I have (a) mask, book, sunglasses and notebook as well.
Are there times you produced music in the car?
Yes. There are lots of times where if I get an idea while on the road Iâll turn on the emergency lights and jot it down in my notebook. In particular, I get more thoughts when Iâm driving along the Gangbyeon expressway at night.
If you were to give a ride to an INFINITE member in this car today, who would you choose?
My same-age friend Woohyun. Today is somehow a day where I feel like pouring my heart out. And Woohyun is a friend whom I can talk to about anything.
Does (Woohyun) listen to you(r stories) well?
There are times where he gives me harsh advice, and times where he can relate (to what I say) as well. There are also times where he would call me crazy. I think itâd be better if we could go (on a drive) together today.
DRIVING MUSIC
Music INFINITE Dongwoo recommends would be good to listen to while on a drive.
DESTINATION EULWANGRI
1 Eluphant âStar Candyâ Itâs a lovely song just like its title. âYa, youâre pretty even if you donât put on makeup / come out fastâ donât you find these lyrics cute and romantic?
2 One Way âMagicâ Itâs a song that came out 8 years ago, yet it still (sounds) so sophisticated listening to it now. I think itâll probably be a driving music which no one will be sick of.
3 Double K âMentâ Maybe itâs because (I/we) have a song called âBe Mineâ, (hence) I tend to like songs which confesses and expresses love. This song has a melody which is nice to listen to (and allows one to) naturally follow the rhythm, and lyrics (so) attractive that it makes (your heart) throb even for a man like me.
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Jungle Park [4]
Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 4.5Â OR Chapter 5
â Words: 5.7k
â Genres: Fluff, Light Humour (?), Slice of Life, Workplace Romance!AU
â Summary: The equation is simple. Hoseok needs to hire someone. You need a job. Except like any actual equation, itâs not fucking simple at all! Not when you have to add the fact that he was forced to hire someone he doesnât want in his office, he has little respect for your job in general, and oh yeah...once upon a time you might haveâ*CENSORED*.
â Warnings: swearing
Right as things seem to be improving and youâre slowly being less ostracized by the others, it plummets all to hell again. Itâs no wonder that so many people hate HR. Youâre constantly going after the employees and youâre really beginning to feel like Hoseokâs personal henchman.  âAm I being fired?â Lisa cuts straight to the point, eyeing how the conference room door is closed and the shades have been drawn for the utmost privacy. She faces you from across the table and glances at Hoseok whoâs behind you, chair against the wall, preoccupied with some work and flipping through a stack of papers.  âNo, no, youâre not,â you try to reassure the female receptionist to no avail. Youâre perfectly aware that out of everyone, Lisa has the most hostility towards you. Itâs justified too, since you basically fired her best friend and now she thinks you have it out for the receptionists.  âThen what is it?â  âI would like to just brush up on the dress code with you.â You try your best to offer the kindest smile while damning Hoseok on why he made you do this. Itâs your job, but still. âItâs not a huge deal, but the firmâs dress code is business professional and it applies to everyone. For men, itâs buttoned suits with ties or dress pants and sports jackets. And women can wear pencil skirts or dress pants with a top and jacket, or a dress or suit as well. Muted and neutral colours are generally encouraged, but thereâs some flexibility there. Shoes can be opened toed or closed, as long as theyâre not sandals or sneakers or boots...â  Your hands are clasped on the table and you continue, âThere are a lot of choices to choose from. But Jung and Park find it especially important for you to adhere to the dress code because you greet clients that come in. In a way, youâre the face of the entire firmââ  âSo what youâre saying is you want me to button up my blouse more?â She interrupts you and her glare is directed towards Hoseok for a few seconds before she looks down at her own shirt.  âYes.â You retain your reserved smile, keeping your voice light and trying your best to clearly deliver your message without misunderstandings. âItâs a bit revealing. You look fantastic! I really like your fashion sense! But maybe itâs more appropriate for an evening out with friends rather than a professional office setting.â  âMaybe people shouldnât let their eyes wander,â she mutters passive aggressively and moves on before you can address her concern. âIf the dress code is so important, then Iâd like to tell you that Taehyung comes in his pajamas sometimes.â  âI will talk to him about it,â you promise her and she nods, already moving to do up two more buttons on her white blouse. âHow is Dahyun? Is she doing alright with you?â  âSheâs fine,â Lisa says in a curt tone. âIf this is all, can I go now?â  âUh...yes, you can go now. Thank you for this discussion.â Itâs shorter and easier than what you were preparing for. In the next few seconds, the receptionist swiftly stood and opened the door, waltzing out. Youâve also stood up, shuffling your stack of papers. Hoseok continues to sit there without moving, flipping to his next page, but the corner of his mouth moves.  âYou need to be more stern,â he mumbles, barely coherent.  âIâm doing fine,â you tell him and with that, you leave.  No one said your job would be easy. When Jimin told you this place was full of high conflict, he wasnât kidding. It seems like office drama and gossip runs like the wild west here. But recently, the flood of complaints made against each other seemed to stop entirely. Maybe people didnât want to file official complaints or they simply decided to band together against you and Hoseok. If itâs the latter reason, youâre happy that you at least got to lessen the tension around the office.  It takes teamwork to revolt against authority figures. AndâŠ.well, even if no one wants to be your friend anymore, you still like your job.  Itâs a lot better than driving a damn taxi around.  âUm, Y/N?â Thereâs a timid knock on your door and you bolt your head upright, tearing your eyes away from the computer screen. At the doorway, Sebin linger hesitantly, arms holding onto a thick file. âDo...do you have some time?â  âOf course!â You stand, perhaps a little too enthusiastically. Nonetheless, you welcome her in and when she takes a seat, you happily close the door for privacy. You just canât believe that someoneâs actually here, greeting you, asking for your help, and youâre about to pull out all stops. âWhat can I do for you?â  âI just need to talk to someone.â The girl brushes her long brunette hair until itâs behind her, draping her backside. Her eyes divert to her lap, fingers playing with the hem of her beige pencil skirt before she looks up at you. âIâve been having a hard time recently.â  âDo you know what youâre having a hard time with? Is it your family or your personal life or is it because of someone in the office?â  She shakes her head with a modest smile. âNo, no oneâs been anything but nice to me here. I just feel stuck.â  You nod, actively listening and reading her expression. âCan you elaborate? What do you mean by stuck?â  âI justâŠâ The legal assistant sighs, a heavy exhale squeezing from her lungs. âI wonder what Iâm doing. I like my job. I think itâs easy and straightforward. It pays the bills too. I really love and adore everyone here. Jimin was the one who hired me and I feel like I owe it to him to stick this out...but I donât know...I keep thinking about it and I canât get rid of this feeling.â  âSebin, you donât owe it to anyone to stick it out.â You repeat her exact words and you reach across your desk to squeeze her hand. âThereâs no one here who would understand better than Jimin.â  She smiles, thankful that youâre offering her comfort. âI donât know if this is what I want for myself anymore. But if I leave this place, I donât know where I will go, I donât know where I would get money.â  âDo you have any savings?â  âI do. But what if I canât find another job? What if no oneâs hiring? I know the economy isnât great.â  âAt this point, I donât think the economy will ever be good.â You grin and she laughs behind her hand, agreeing with you. âThere are a lot of reasons why you shouldn't do something. Sometimes...you just gotta go for it, as stupid as that sounds.â  The girl is kind of surprised. She expected you to coerce her to stay and she wondered if youâd just turn around and tattle to Hoseok later. She wouldnât be all that shocked if Hoseok chucked a cardboard box at her head and told her to clean out her desk before the end of the day for even thinking of leaving her job. But Sebin is pleased to hear your encouragements and a part of her thinks you wonât tell Hoseok. Your sincerity reaches her. âCan you be honest with me?â  âOf course,â you reassure, wondering when youâve ever been dishonest.  âDo you think itâs dumb?â The paralegal makes wild gestures with her hands. âI mean...my job right now isnât hardâŠâ  âJust because itâs easy, it doesnât mean youâll like it.â You hum and begin to reminisce. âIâve been at jobs for the sake of money before and I was miserable the entire time. Actually, I only have this position right now because I made the decision to quit my old jobâŠ.for the same reasons as you.â  You continue, âAnd as hard as this job can be sometimes, I love it a lot. I donât think thereâs anything Iâd rather do than be here and help people, get to know them and boost office morale while still being a part of the team.â  Sebin smiles warmly, in awe at how you speak so passionately even when you know HR is a mundane job. âIâm not even sure of what I want.â  âWellâŠâ You lean back. âIf money wasnât a concern, what would you want to do?â  âI donât know.â Itâs a typical question, but the legal assistant considers it carefully. âIâd travel. Iâd eat a lot. I...I always wanted to become a teacher, so maybe Iâd do that. I had a job as a teacherâs aide before. I just never thought I could be an actual teacher. Somewhere along the way, I applied for this job...and then I stuck to it.â  âAnd now youâre really stuck,â you say lightheartedly and she nods. âI think you would be a great teacher, Sebin. You have the patience for it for sure and itâs never really too late to do anything. If you have savings, you could do it, return to school and see what you need to complete your degree. Thereâre tons of bursaries and scholarships for adult students as well. In fact, I may have something for you.â  You open your left drawer, thanking the heavens of your bad habit of taking brochures that you donât need. In ten seconds, youâve fished for the right one and you slide the pamphlet over to her. âYou can also continue working while going to school. Thereâs a lot of options out there.â  The girlâs eyes are glazed over, holding back tears. âThank you for this, Y/N. I really appreciate it. I had no one else to talk to and...this just means a lot to me.â  âNo problem.â If you were happy before, now you were on a high. Why should people do drugs when helping people was for free? âIf you want, you can keep me updated on what you decide, but you donât have to. My doorâs always open if you need to talk to someone.â  At the end of the conversation, the both of you are over the moon.  Sebin leaves while dabbing her eyes with the back of her hand and youâre ecstatic that you actually got to help someone in their career development. At this rate, youâre sure sheâll still be working while going to school part-time, eventually becoming a teacher, or maybe not. Sheâs promised to see where things go and to take steps to make herself happier. And you couldnât be happier yourself.  Except, the next day, someone by the name of Jung Hoseok takes a big fat dump on your bliss.  âYou called me?â You pop your head through the door and he motions you in. Youâre forced to awkwardly shuffle, moving to stand in front of his desk like youâre an elementary student about to be scolded by the principal.  âExplain this to me.â He throws a letter onto his desk and he glares at you hard enough to set your skin aflame. âSebin just handed me her two weeks notice.â  Oh shit. Turns out she wonât be working and going to school at the same time. Maybe itâs better that she fully focuses on achieving her goal. Itâs a good decision either way.  But you donât tell Hoseok any of your thoughts. Instead, you manage a skeptical expression. âAnd you called me becauseâŠ?â  âBecause she came in here talking about being stuck and her dreams and needing to take charge of her life. I was thinking about who couldâve fed her all this nonsense and I realized that it could only be you.â  Thereâs a murderous look in his eye and you begin to break a sweat. If Hoseok didnât hate you before, now he definitely did. You scramble to reply, âThat...thatâs a big assumption. Arenât lawyers supposed to avoid assumptions?â  âDo you realize that in this busy season, we cannot afford to lose an important member of staff?â  âYes.â  âDo you know how much work it will take to hire another paralegal that will fulfill the correct requirements and fit the needs of this office?â  âYes,â you mutter before adding on, âbut isnât it my job to find someone suitable?â  Jung Hoseok is not amused and from the way he glares at you dead in the eyes and his hands are clasped, it makes you ponder if this is what Satan looks like in hell. âDid she or did she not visit you in the past few days?â  âShe did.â  âAnd what did you talk about?â  âThat is confidential material.â  âI am your boss and it is your job to tell me,â he demands and your life flashes before your eyes. You wonder if this is the end, if heâll toss his sharp scissors at your exposed neck and the rest of the lawyers will end up hiding your corpse and burning it in some forest. Theyâd get away with it too, considering theyâre the top lawyers in the industry. Oh god. How would your mom even react if your death became an unsolved mystery? âEither way, you wouldâve had to fill out a report, correct? I could always read it.â  âSometimes reports are not necessary to fill out,â you mumble while scratching your hair and downcasting your head.  The lawyer seated across from you persists without missing a single beat. âDid you or did you not speak to Sebin about her professional goals?â  âPerhaps.â  âDid you at any point suggest that she should quit if she is feeling unhappy?â  Youâve watched enough law television shows to know how to respond. It might be ridiculous, but you donât care. âI refuse to respond on the grounds that it may incriminate me.â  Hoseokâs frown deepens, but the corner of his mouth twitches. Youâre not sure if heâs become slightly amused or absolutely furious with you. âAre youâŠ.are you pleading the fifth?â He asks it like he canât believe his own ears.  You cringe in your spot, avoiding his glare. âYes.â  âThis is not an interrogation.â  âThen what am I doing here?â  The male is brought to a loss for words, so he simply scoffs. He pinches the bridge of his nose and waves you away with his other hand. âGet out of here before I toss my mug at you.â  âThatâs a threat and verbally abusive, also highly inappropriate.â Despite your words, your legs bolt upwards and youâre on your toes again, collecting yourself as you slowly back away from his desk. âJust letting you know as HR.â  âYouâre testing me,â he chimes and returns back to his work.  âAlright...goodbye.â You run for your life and Hoseok lifts his chin, staring at the space where you just occupied. The corner of his tilt mouth again and he lets out a hopeless puff of air through his parted lips before it stretches into the smallest of smiles.  //  If life at the office could be charted, it would be one of the craziest graphs you would need to draw. The line would currently dip and rise, like the drop and incline of a rollercoaster with no stops. Often times when youâre having the time of your life, it plummets to the bottom. And when youâre having the worst time, things improve so drastically, you remember why you wanted this job in the first place.  At the moment, it feels like things were at a standstill, half between the rise and fall of good and bad. While the employees of the firm arenât exactly friendly with you anymore, they arenât hostile or passive aggressive either. Sure, youâre almost certain Hoseok hates your guts and probably wants to throw you out of his window, Jimin has been nothing but understanding and kind.  Things are okay.  But itâs about to be a new low for you.  âAre you the one who fired my girlfriend?!â  âPardon?â You frown in confusion, forced to a halt in front of the office building as the car pulls up on the curb. An unfamiliar man has his head popped out of the window, half his body hanging out as he angrily screams the question at you. Itâs only nine a.m. in the morning and your mind is still numb without coffee.  âAre you the fucking HR bitch that fired my girlfriend?!â He repeats, shouting so loudly that it hurts your ears. What you donât notice is who is sitting in the driver seat and the familiar lawyer that is walking down the street, noticing the commotion going on.  It happens too quickly.  The driver of the car moves the man out of the way to see out the window. You recognize the ex-receptionist immediately and she wastes no time to point an accusatory finger at you. Kei frowns and shrieks, âThatâs her!â  The man in the passenger seat brings up a bucket from in-between his feet and then thereâs a sudden stream that glistens in the morning sunshine. There is the sound of sloshing that follows. The beads glimmer against the light like stars and then it falls like a tsunami.  Youâre doused in cold water.  It shocks your system, hair drenched and clothes dripping, doused from head to toe. There are gasps that surround you, people passing by that move out of the way to not get wet. The man shouts, âDrive, drive!â And then tires screech on pavement as it pulls off and zips down the road.  Hoseok runs over towards you and pulls out his phone, swiftly snapping a shot of the license plate before the car is too far gone. If you thought he was furious before, now he was completely livid.  âWhat the fuck!â His hands curl around your shoulders, firm yet still gentle, and he doesnât notice when you flinch from his touch. âAre you okay??! Y/N?!â The man searches your face before he locks his eyes with yours.  âI...Iâm fine.â Youâre violently shivering, still shocked by the sudden change of temperature and also humiliated by peopleâs stares. âItâs just water, Iâm fine. Itâll dry off.â  He doesnât wait and takes off his suit jacket, draping it over you as if it could warm you up and shield you away from strangerâs gazes. The security guard of the building runs out while catching his breath and Hoseok casts one mere glance at him. âGive me the footage of that security camera.â  âYou got it,â he responds and goes off again.  âHoseok.â  âDo you have a change of clothes with you? Actually no, go home,â he says it quickly, nearly getting whiplash at how fast he turns to look at you again. You canât imagine taking the subway in this state and he must read your expression well with the next question he asks. âDid you drive here or do you need me to drive you home? Wait, no, we need to file a police report as soon as possible. Okay, let me drive you home to change and then we can head to the police station and file a police report.â  âWaitâŠâ  âWe can get a restraining order by noon. See if we can press charges on grounds of harassment and assault and verbal abuse. From now on, Iâm your attorney, understand?â  âListen to me,â you say as calmly as possible whilst gazing into his eyes. âI donât want to press charges or file a police report. Iâm fine.â  His jaw clenches and the knit between his brows deepen. âNo. You do not get to argue with me on this.â  âIt was water. Youâre making a big deal out of nothing.â You just want to go away from the prying eyes and pitiful stares. âIâll dry off. And she was just upset, she lost her job.â  âThat does not justify her actions. Why do you let this happen to you?! Are you really okay with it?!â Hoseokâs composure is completely lost and he steps away, running a frustrated hand through his hair. âFine, you might not want to press charges, but Iâm still going to get a restraining order for this office. I have a responsibility to protect my employees, do you understand? And you are my employee. No one is allowed to hurt you or put you in danger.â  Youâre caught in a trance, staring into his brown irises that seems to catch light in all the right places. Eventually, youâre pulled back to attention when Sunyi comes rushing over, asking what happened. Miraculously, the lawyer has a change of clothing since she was planning to switch to more formal attire to meet an important client at two. Sheâs happy to let you borrow her clothes.  The ride up to the floor is uncomfortable and smothering. Everyone in the office stops to gawk, baffled out of their minds at the sight of you, considering you look like you went showering in your attire. But no one whispers or murmurs since Hoseok stomps into Jiminâs office and the door slams shut, hard enough to cause the hinges to break and the goddamn wall to crumble.  You change and Seulgi makes a cup of hot coffee to warm you up. Even Lisa lingers in the kitchen and asks if youâre alright.  Within the hour, Hoseok appears again, beelining from his partnerâs office to yours. He seems much calmer now, vein no longer popping at his forehead, wrinkles no longer prominent and brows not furrowed. âI know you donât want to press charges. Tell me if you change your mind, but the entire firm is getting a restraining order against both parties. She will not be allowed to be within five hundred meters of this office building.â  Thereâs an extended silence.  The lawyer nods, having nothing more to say and he turns to walk out. âHoseok.â Your voice stops him. âThank you.â  âItâs a given,â he murmurs in an oddly softer tone and then turns so you can see the profile of his visage. The edge of his mouth lifts. âYouâre my responsibility, you know....even if you are a headache.â  You smile back at him and he leaves.
//
As usual, with the new low, comes a new high. And you can only hope naively that things stay this way forever. Rumours of what Kei did to you spread and they evolve to become wilder versions â ones where you threw yourself in front of Hoseok and protected him, or she had hired a hitman to harm people in the office, but you blocked the entrance and protected them. If anything, youâre amused over these stories.  But more importantly, the employees of the firm become more pleasant towards you, like when you first joined and won their trust. Maybe they turned a new leaf because they finally realized your job wasnât as jolly and chummy as it seemed on the outside. Maybe they felt guilty since in the back of their minds, they knew you were being shunned. Maybe their kindness derives from pity.  Whatever the case may be, you donât mind.  The others are surprised at how Sebin is close to you. She chooses to sit beside you during lunchtime in the break room and chatters on happily. She even tells you how she got accepted into the first post-secondary institution of her choosing and Hoseok wrote her one of the best recommendation letters that brought her to tears; it turns out the lawyer isnât angry that she isnât staying.  Before the paralegal leaves, everyone celebrates with cake in the conference room, bidding her goodbye and telling her to visit. Youâre sad that one of your best friends have left, but it doesnât last too long when Seulgi invites you out to lunch one afternoon and the two of you have a fun chat. Even Sunyi has returned to your office every other day to do her regular complaints about Yoongi.  Things are good.  For the most part.  âGood morning.â  âMorning.â  The elevator doors shut and the tension between you two and the small space is enough to suffocate you. You shouldâve known he was close behind you and maybe you wouldâve waited for another elevator or took the stairs. Sure, you probably wouldâve ended up sticky with sweat, but it would be better than standing alone next to Jung Hoseok.  All you do is focus on the rising numbers flashing over the doorsâŠ.  Until thereâs a large âclackâ, the floor jolting and causing you to grip the side bars. The overhead lights flash for a moment. The bulbs die off, engulfing you in darkness before flickering back on.  âThat doesnât sound good,â you mutter underneath your breath and Hoseok moves to spam the elevator buttons. They donât light up. The elevator doesnât move. The numbers stay the same.  He curses and hits the âcall for helpâ button.  âNot again.â He fishes out his phone and speed dials Jimin. At the same time, the intercom flares to life and he doesnât wait for them. âWeâre stuck in elevator two between floors seven and eight.â  The woman on the other side remains impassive. âWeâre on our way.â  Jimin doesnât pick up and he hangs up with a sigh. Wonderful. As if being in the same elevator with just Hoseok wasnât painful enough, now you were trapped with him. Trapped. For god knows how long.  âDoesâŠ.â You attempt to break the silence and you finally shift to look at him. âDoes this happen often?â  âOften enough for it not to be surprising,â Hoseok mutters and sits on the ground. You decide to follow his lead, moving to lean up against the corner of the elevator with your legs out in front of you. Thereâs a moment of quiet before the lawyer speaks, âThe last time this damn elevator did this, it was stuck for four hours.â  He pauses and looks at you, smooth timbre quieting, âWe should designate a peeing corner. My bladder is beginning to hurt.â  Your eyes are full of horror. âWh-what?â  âIâm kidding!â He laughs at your expression. The sound of his laughter is tinkling, foreign to your ears. Itâs as if sunshine itself is emitting from his mouth. âIn what world would I actually piss in the corner of an elevator? And weâll probably get out here in ten minutes.â  âOh.â It was a joke.  Hoseokâs little chuckles fade off and he looks at you with a smile. âLighten up, you always act like Iâm going to bite your head off.â  âArenât you?â Underneath your placid exterior, youâre shaken from his lightheartedness and teasing. At the moment, youâre not too sure whoâs sitting next to you and if this is the same man who rules the office with an iron fist. But you know this is also a part of him he doesnât show in the firm â though it painfully reminds you of something long ago.  âThat would get me arrested and trust me, you donât want to see prison version of Hoseok.â  You grin at how he refers to himself in third person. âWhatâs prison version of Hoseok?â  âSomeone who tries to escape and fails and ends up crying pathetically on a cold prison floor with a tramp stamp tattoo of a red butterfly,â he drones on and ends up sounding completely done with his life. You canât help the giggles that bubble up your throat and he smiles, able to make both your predicaments better.  The elevator suddenly creaks, sounding like nuts and bolts tumbling and you quirk your head to one side, grabbing the bar by your head tighter. âThe elevator wonât suddenly fall, right? We wonât die, right?â  âDonât worry. If we do, the building will be liable for our deaths and Jimin will sue them.â  âGreat to know Iâll have a chunk of money in my coffin,â you deadpan and this time, heâs the one laughing. You watch the way his mouth draws up slightly into a heart shape when heâs grinning and how his eyes crinkle softly. The words spill before you can stop them. âDo you really not remember?â  His laughs slowly fade away, the last of them streaming from his chest before he looks over at you, tilting his chin towards you, lips together but still pulled into a smile. âRemember what?â  You stare at him for a moment before tearing your eyes to the closed silver doors. âNever mind.â  âNo.â He wonât take no for an answer, not when his irises are sparkling with both mischief and curiosity. âWhat is it?â  âNothing.â You shrug. âThereâs no point if you donât remember. It was like twelve years ago.â  âWhat? Did you do me wrong and now I donât remember?â  âNot telling.â  âTell,â he demands childishly and leans over like heâs going to crawl closer to you. Youâd rather climb up the elevator shaft like Spiderman and end up dying because youâre not Spiderman than to have him close the already small distance between the two of you.  âOkay fine!â Luckily, he stops moving and you swallow hard. âI freeloaded off a group project with you.â You watch his reaction. âIf you didnât notice on my rĂ©sumĂ©, we went to the same university. But actually, we were also in the same finance class in our second year together. It was a long time ago.â  âThatâs it?â An endeared expression appears on his features. âThatâs what you were so worried about?â  âOf course, Iâm worried! I freeloaded off of you! We were supposed to meet at a library, but I was in a board game club and I ditched you because I was winning at Monopoly.â As if it helps, you add on, âWhich I ended up winning, by the way.â  âReally?â The little shit is grinning, finding your story all the too amusing, from how you were in a board game club to how you actually knew each other and not just by name.  âWe failed.â  âWell, thatâs not too bad.â He muses, âThought there was something deeper or more important.â  âIt was forty percent of our grade,â you counter.  Thereâs a bit of a pause and then he shrugs. â.....I still made it as a lawyer and you made it as an HR member.â  Since all of this is out and the open, you figure you might as well spill all the beans. âAnd you may or may not have asked me out to a coffee date, but I rejected you.â A part of you almost hopes that heâll remember. Except, he doesnât.  âOkay, now Iâm just hurt.â He puts a hand over his chest where his heart should be, an over dramatic reaction and he gasps. âHow could you?â You laugh and he smiles at the sound, arm dropping into his lap. âSounded like we were friends back then.â  âAcquaintances,â you correct.  âWell, the past is the past and itâs not like I can even remember, so you can stop tiptoeing around me.â  âIâm not tiptoeing!â You defend, despite it being a complete lie. For the first time, you actually feel at ease being in Hoseokâs presence, like the weight of the past is no longer on your shoulders. Itâs nice to talk to him like this, like the both of you are adults with no baggage or resentments.  âYeah, you are.â His eyebrow is cocked. âI know the rest of them are scared of me, but they have reason to be. You donât. You havenât fucked up yet.â  Youâre surprised. âI havenât?â  âAnnoying if anything, but no, you havenât really.â  âIâm glad.â You smile to yourself, fiddling with your fingers and looking in your lap. Thereâs another thought that comes into your mind, but you wonder if you would be overstepping your boundaries. Still, you canât imagine a better time than now. Your voice is a soft whisper when you speak, full of hesitancy, âWas your accident that bad that you canât remember anything?â  âHey!â He scoffs in offence. âI remember everything. Just not the small details like acquaintances and stuff. But yeah, I hit a lamp post on the highway and ended up in the hospital for a year of recovery. It was rough.â  âIâm sorry.â  âItâs fine. It actually worked out in the end since Jimin came to me and told me he had plans of opening a law firm one day and wanted me as a partner. That helped me get off my ass and I finished my third year of law school, did a year of articling for another divorce firm, and then Jimin and I started this place.â  âThatâs really amazing.â The words spill out in awe.  âA lot of sleepless nights.â  âBut you made it.â  âSure did.â He turns to gaze at you. âYou did too.â  âYeahâŠâ  The ten-minute estimate turns into twenty and with enough of Hoseok yelling over the intercom for whatâs taking so long, you both eventually get freed from the elevator. The paralegals end up crowding you after, asking if being trapped with Hoseok for that long was as horrible as it seemed and if you wanted to hit your head on the walls and die, but you only shrug and keep your responses positive.  In reality, you enjoyed talking to him a lot. You missed it.  Hoseok disappears for the rest of the day for court proceedings, Yoongi and Taehyung following him and giving him a headache with their bickering. Itâs almost as if the conversation and reconnection never happened and youâre a bit disappointed, but then the next day, you have him knocking on your door.  âIs there something wrong?â  âNo.â He plops down his second coffee on your desk and takes a sip with the one in his right hand. You stare at the cup, not sure what he wants you to do with it or if heâs putting it down temporarily. âItâs yours.â  You hold it, looking up at him. âMine?â  âItâs my offering of our truce.â  Truce. Hoseok ends up leaving without looking at you and your bright smile.  In your life, youâve never had such delicious coffee before.
#Bts fanfic#bts scenario#bts fluff#hoseok fluff#hoseok fanfic#BTS JUNG HOSEOK AS.....an asshole??? OR IS HE??//#OC who's past is shady as allll hellll
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