#jaeh

“Fuck off asshole." Mark laughed out loud at the look on her face, "I’ve just been eating a lot of take out at the office for dinner. I don’t need flawless skin, I need to make sure this case isn’t stolen from me.” She grumbled before clicking her tongue. “Anyway, how are your classes going? Are you bored of living in the dorms yet? Want to move in with me?”

“I’m not travelling an hour everyday, no offense. I’ll come stay over this weekend if you want.” He offered, making her scoff.

“You sound like you’re the one doing me a favour.” A piece of meat fell from her chopsticks onto her skirt. She looked down with a pout, picking up the piece and eyeing the small stain it left with pity.

“I am doing you a favour. We both know you just want someone to talk to.” Mark laughed.

“What I want.” She frowned, looking back at Mark, “Is to spend time with my only baby brother. But apparently Law School has made him ungrateful.” She huffed.

“Law School made you a bitch.” He pointed out.

She gasped, sitting up with clear indignation on her face. “That makes the two of us. You bitch!”

“Runs in the family?” Mark shrugged.

“I didn’t ask you to have lunch with me so you can just insult me.” She grumbled again

“Why did you call me all the way to your firm just to feed me chinese take out? The dining hall on campus has better food than this.” He spooned more rice into his mouth.

“Just shut up and eat your rice, Mark.”

“Why are you in such a bad mood?” Mark laughed.

“Am not.” She huffed, choking on the egg roll she tried to eat at the same time.

The door swung open, making Mark turn back. He dropped some more food on the papers on her table and she groaned in the middle of coughing.

“Oh, sorry. I didn’t know you had a meeting.” The man at the door said, walking into the room anyway.

Mark turned back to her to raise a brow and she gave him the clear exasperated look that said: 'don’t ask’.

“No, I’m not having a meeting. This is my brother, Mark.” She pointed at him. Mark turned back to the guy to give him a wave.

“Aren’t you going to introduce me too, (Y/N)?” The man grinned at her.

“No. What do you want?” She put her box of noodles aside reluctantly.

“Just came to ask for the list of witnesses that need to be interviewed for the white collar crime thingy.” He waved his wrist.

“Why?” She sat up in her chair.

“There are so many people to interview so I offered my help on the case.” He shrugged.

“No?” She scoffed, “Get out of my office please.”

“I told my partner I’m working on this, (Y/N). She wants the billables on this long investigation and I want a promotion.” He scoffed.

“You don’t even know the name of the company we're investigating!” She crossed her arms in front of her chest.

“Give me the list and It’ll be mentioned on top. Wow, how convenient for all of us. We both get promotions and you get to have my infectious personality in your presence for the span of this case.” He gave her a convincing smile that looked desperate.

“Get out of my office, Jaehyun.” She deadpanned.

He laughed, giving her a nod. He ran his tongue over his teeth, the gesture looking like it could signal irritation. “I’m going to come back again after my meeting.” He pointed at her with conviction. He turned back to Mark, giving him a bright smile. “It was nice to meet you, Mark.” He gave him a single nod before leaving.

Mark turned back, “Uhh.” He buffered out loud, “He seems nice? Has dimples.” Mark nodded, not finding anything else to say.

“That asshole better stop fucking with my client or else I’m going to lace his hell coffee with enough laxatives to give an elephant a miscarriage." She snapped her chopsticks in half.

Mark winced, eyeing the shattered pine sticks with sympathy. "How bad is this coffee?" He looked up, squinting. He forgot to wear his glasses again, Mark remembered with sinking disappointment.

"Awful." She gagged. "A new intern once mixed up our orders, so I got his engine oil coffee and he got my very nice black tea."

"Engine oil. Yuck." Mark shook his head, "I don't know why people drink coffee." He groaned.

"Me neither." She shook her head, reaching into the bag the food came in to take out another pair of chopsticks. "I took a few reluctant sips because I was cold and my heart was pounding the entire day. Why would people drink something so horrible everyday?" She shivered.

"Masochism." Mark said seriously.

She hummed, "That explains Jeong Jaehyun." She watched her door while she broke the chopsticks into two. Mark shivered.

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