8 VII

"hello 119, what's your sexual frustration?" jeno greets; it so happened that he was the only one in the room. "yeah, hi 119 or whatever the fuck— i have a big problem." jeno rolls his eyes, the fuck do i care about your problem?

in the first place, the young teenager had been stuck in his seat, thinking deeply; trying to distract himself from the thought of huang renjun and trying to shrug his feelings off.

the more he catered to renjun; the more he gave advice and all, jeno had been getting caught into the boy's galaxy-like stare.

"what? a problem bigger than your genitals?" jeno sarcastically asks and in return, he heard a sigh. "i can get you fired, bitch—" "okay so first step to stop being an asshole, bury yourself 6ft deep." jeno hissed in annoyance, failing to notice one of the nicer 119 agents entering the room. "jeno-yah, don't treat clients like that!"

this man was named jungwoo; he was once like renjun, a frustrated hopeless romantic who wanted nothing more than genuine love and support. his phonecall led him to who he claims is his soulmate.

"hyung, no. that bitch was being an ass!" "suddenly, our dear jeno is starting to behave like yukhei in yuta-hyung's stories~" jungwoo narrates, a cheeky smile on his face as he spoke.

jeno looked at the elder one curiously, head tilting sideways like an innocent puppy. "like lucas-hyung?" "yeah! wanna know what that big idiot did?"

with a nod of jeno's head, jungwoo proceeded to sit next to the younger agent. "according to yuta; when i first called 119, he was smiling stupidly, saying shit like oh fuck he sounds so cute~!"