ｌｅ ｊｕｎｇ
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Tagged;; hoon, Yujin | OOC;; I hope its okay that Le knows Hoon, because of his dad, if not, Ill change it
"Le Baby, the Crazy~"
The young heiress hadn't registered who called her, having supposed it was just some other boring man she was supposed to converse business to, or reject an offer to her hand again. And thus, when an indignant scoff came so loud over the phone, and yet so familiar, Le couldn't help but laugh a little, the sound ringing softly through the room as she realized who had called her. The young adult let a smile hang smug on her lips, the edges of her mouth curved upwards in a slight smirk as the person - or should she say, very special person- 's voice came through the phone almost in indignation for her rather rough and curt greeting. Perhaps Le should have checked the caller id first after all, and maybe then she wouldn't have been so cold and tight when answering the phone. But, at the same time, there was absolutely no regret because she did enjoy riling up Shin Yujin, the young CEO on the other side of the call, every chance she could catch.
"Aish, oppa~" she whined at the teasing, face already flushing a pretty dusty pink color at the teasing while she was still in the office. Le glanced at the door, and hoped no one was eavesdropping, because no one. Absolutely no one had to know about this, or this side of Le. The comfortable side of Le. The happy side of Le. Not even her parents (probably because it would be a sign of weakness). Even as the Samsung heiress glanced at the door, her grip on the phone didn't loosen and she almost listened a little too intently, and honestly, a little too eagerly to the voice over the phone. There was the slight jump to the normal rhythm of Le's heartbeat, when she realized she could practically hear Yujin's grin over the phone as he attempted to tease her and suddenly, Le just wanted to see his face right that instant. Le's eyes closed shut as she leaned back and relaxed into the recliner, almost imagining the cheeky grin that split Yujin's face every time he teased her - and that was quite literally every time they had together- and without thinking, a delicate smile curved up and spread across her face as well. Yujin always had that effect, whether he knew it or not.
"You know I didn't mean it like that~ But thanks for attempting to kill this boredom. I've only been here for less than two hours and there quite literally isn't anything to do" Le muttered almost indignantly, half to herself and half to the person on the phone with her. "I don't even know why I am here to be completely honest". There was a pause. And Le was almost expecting another playful jibe from Yujin. In fact, she would be surprised if he didn't say anything at all.
But sure enough, there was a moment of silence on the line and Le could practically hear the gears turning in Yujin's head. "Yujin? Are you okay?" She asked almost cautiously, unsure why Yujin's playful nature was overturned just like that, into something much more serious and usually, unlike the man. Le fiddled mindlessly with a pen in hand as she clamped the phone tightly to her ear. The moment the apology could be heard over the phone, realization flooded Le and again, a grin split across her face. A grin that Yujin couldn't see of course. Of course he would think about the consequences after he had called, during the call, but Le just shook her head mindlessly. Upon Realizing the man on the phone couldn't see her shake her head, the heiress laughed a little "I'm not busy... But did that occur to you just now?" She snickered "Yujin, if I were busy I w-" about to say something snarky, a loud clang interrupted their conversation outside her door. Immediately Le's eyes narrowed.
Le stood up slowly from her chair, pushing it back as she walked away from the desk, those heels clicking against the carpet again as she walked. "I'm sure its nothing. Either a lost employee, or someone is sneaking around up here when they shouldn't be" the Samsung Heiress growled in irritation, clearly not happy with the interruption outside that had stopped their phone call. No one should be up this floor at all, whatsoever without a notice beforehand or an appointment with Le. This was quite literally her own floor and someone was walking around outside her room without her permission. She highly doubt anyone would even come up here without being sent, seeing as the floor was nearly the highest of the building and no one had any purpose up here. Not to mention most of the company knew of Le's coldness and sharp wit towards everyone and her nonexistent hesitation to lay off people and find replacements.
A hand gripped the doorknob, the only barrier between Le's spacious office and the rest of the floor -- which consisted of only a few vacant conference rooms, an elevator, stair case (only for fire hazard reasons, absolutely no one used the stairs to get up and down to the 36 floor and lobby), and nothing else. Never taking the phone from her ear, whether that was a good thing for Yujin or not Le forgot, as she opened the door, the young woman was met with the scene of a young man looking like a deer caught in the headlights. The young man had pale skin, dark eyes and dark hair, a familiar face, two cups of coffee in hand and the metal trashcan shoved away from its original spot and tilted to the side from the kick. Immediately, the scene looked like a mess that Le didn't want to deal with. Though, of course, she just wanted to talk to Yujin (and that was her only excuse for wanting to not deal with the situation like her job called for). If the man on the phone hadn't called, this probably would have been the perfect opportunity to blow off some steam and berate the poor man like there was no tomorrow, and possibly give his father a hard time as well. But with Yujin on the other side of the phone (perhaps Hoon should thank Yujin later, if he ever found out), Le simply inhaled a deep breath of air and exhaled it out in the form of a sigh, before speaking up.
"Hoon-shi? What are you doing up here, this isn't your first time at the company since your father works for me? Unless you were bringing that second cup of coffee up here for me, which I doubt and believe it's for your father, I don't see a valid reason for you to be up on the 36th floor- I don't see a valid reason even if that was for me" she curtly questioned, gesturing to the cups of coffee as she talked. "Did the receptionist told you to come up here?" Le continued, the phone still close to her ear without realizing, as she bombarded the poor not-even-an-employee man with questions. "I'm on an important phone call, i don't exactly appreciate the interruption, but if it was the receptionist, then there is a serious issue."
ｙｉｘｉｎｇ ｚｈａｎｇ
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Tagged;; hwayoung | OOC;; ...
"I am just an ordinary person with a special job"
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