#_euphrosyn

[minseologs]

what goes around pt.2

ft. Ryunosuke, @mocnflower

“It was the East Sea Group. From Jeju. Do you remember when you dissolve partnership after suspicions of debt subsidies?” Her advisor briefs her, but half of her attention was at the operating doors. “They investigated one of the men and he confessed. What’s the plan?”

It was a miracle she wasn’t the one completely hurt. Her team would rather have part of her missing than deal with losing the head of the company. It appeared no one knew the truth. She was unsure if the pain in her chest was from her injury, or the brace that hindered motion temporarily. All she was waiting for is that Ryunosuke is okay, and that everything will be okay.

“Miss Choi?”

“The current head to ToraCo is there because of me…” confessing as though she was in church, her hushed tone indicated seriousness outside of her usual professional manner. “I know for a fact he wouldn’t want me to inform his parents… I’m praying no one is waiting for him at home.”

“It’s a difficult matter, Miss Choi. But there’s also something you need to handle.”

The wrath was still there. Minseo was aware she needed to control it. A time to make a decision isn’t now after having Ryunosuke as collateral. The doors open and she jolts up to approach the doctor, only to be assisted in frustration because of her injury. She waited for good news, it was tense between all everyone that was in the hall.

“Mr. Park is stable. It’s fortunate the injury wasn’t severe though he may have trouble with healing,” All she heard was he was alright, and everything else needed to be take care of on her own accord. “Ah— Ms. Choi. I’d advise him to stay in the hospital. I would assume he’s under your supervision for the time being…. His father may hear word soon, and I’m unsure what to say.”

Connections of the underworld doesn’t stray far from where it started. It was a domino effect and someone probably already knows of the ambush at the Choi grounds. This territory doesn’t run free under Minseo’s call considering it wasn’t her home country. She had power but not all.

She expresses gratitude to the doctor, ensuring nothing will differ from how she treated those who worked for her back home. Her requests were immediate and the first thing to ask was a phone, her advisor was confused on who she requested…

-

“I know it’s you unnie~~” Yejin teases, chuckling a little with Minseo’s urgency. “Miss ya~”

“Shake your branches little tree—“ there was a heavy pause. The code for an underground request with in the family was something the younger latter hasn’t heard in ages. It was safe to say Yejin wasn’t expecting it with her silence on the line. Minseo repeats herself once more, urgency grits her teeth. “Shake your br—“

“Toss gold and silver down on me.”

“I was ambushed at my home in Hokkaido. We investigated the leader of East Sea group. Someone will be sending you more information. 32 million won on tab if you could do it for me.”

Yejin curses under her breath with the amount, what an oddly specific number…? “This… seems too soon— Are you alright?”

“I wished you asked after…” there was a soft huff, pressing a finger between her brows. “‘m fine, everything is settled but I can't leave him until I know he'll be okay.”

“Ah.” It humored her, really. Even before, she'd never recieved this much from her family. “Alright, anything else, boss?”

“I want that man’s ring finger in my office.” It was a serious request, one where it didn’t appear to be out of ordinary between the two women. “Finish this with in a week. They’ll be meeting you at the hangar if you need anything, Chaewon.”

“—I... it’s Yejin now.”

Minseo’s frustration must’ve spoken for her, with the stress piling up that she can’t even have basic respect. Realization hits after the correction, and she sighs out tense emotions. There was a brief pause, herself apologizing soon after.

“Thank you, Yejin.”

-

days later

“Yejin has been reported to have come back to the weapons hangar.” Her advisor speaks into the blue, looking over to Ryunosuke who’s woken up after a few hours. His suspicion adverts towards her. “We’ve secretly requested her to be followed just incase, as requested. they reported she did incredibly well...”

“What did you do..?” Ryunosuke wonders, not wanting her to dive into much over it. “It was an accident... You didn't know."

“We’ve also instructed guards for Yohan’s safety, as a precaution."

"Geez, Minseo you're acting like--"

"YOU COULD'VE DIED...!" She finally spills the pent up frustration, taking a sharp breath and the outburst alone made everyone tense. She didn’t need a lecture, and was asked that they be left alone. "You’re in danger— everyone will be in danger. It comes back to me— Can you let me do this? I have to do this because you just never fucking know,"

"—But I didn't." Ryunosuke was stern, despite a pressure he felt when he spoke. There was a soft grunt that prevented him from arguing any further. Arguing with Minseo wasn't always the best. "I'm fine, see?"

Her eyes shut, lowering her head on his bed as soft pats from his palm was felt. It was still tense but he knew not to make humor of something as such. "I told your family. I.. don’t know what to tell Zan." a mumble was heard and he smacked his tongue. "Im sorry."

"I guess it had to happen at some point, no?"

“At some point …? do you know how terrible this is? Have friends and family always in danger just because of me?” She looks at his state with worry, only then it was prominent that she probably hasn’t slept properly. “This is what I have to deal with? Forever? Everyone— being in harm’s way—“

Ryunosuke wanted to interrupt but a message on her phone catches both their attentions first. A short message with Yejin’s name. It’s Done. They look at each other with relief and somewhat of disdain. This is, after all, still out of the ordinary in a person’s life. Silence blankets them like heavy rain, with her self itching to just call someone for comfort. If that person would even answer. Anyone else but the ones here.

Before she knew it, Minseo notices her shortness of breath despite sitting still. She felt confused that she couldn’t even hear him calling out while leaving the room. She was unsure where she wanted to go, avoiding stares of no one. It was overwhelming enough that her body was feeling static, like an empty channel of a television screen. Fingertips felt cold as the rest of her body, slowly losing the ability to even make of her sight. Her vision hazed as the fleeting feeling of falling was felt, before everything turns to black.