"Yeah. There is no word on him. No body either, so that's good." Minjun frowned, shrugging his shoulders. "I think I'm doing okay and you're doing great. We can impress anyone when we try." And they were certainly trying, they had more than enough reason to. "Cheon is feared, not liked, that can work in my favour. Although I'll have to do some things. Show them I mean business too."
He didn't look forward to having to kill or hurt someone, but he didn't think he could avoid it forever. Or even for much longer. "I need to get in contact with the Park gang."
"The guy Gyungho said wasn't doing great? Probably smart. You wouldn't look like a traitor, just someone who's ... showing his respect and wanting to make business. It's all about business and connections." He knew that from watching various mob shows on TV while in New York. Ten smiled at the woman over the counter and took their bag, happily holding it with both hands and bowing. "Thank you."
Now he had a tiara, loads of earrings, a tacky bracelet and a necklace. Score!
"Junnie, he'll know soon so the sooner we get our support sorted, the better. So maybe we get some contact info tomorrow. Gyungho can get that, right?" He seemed very good at getting them whatever they needed. Such a loyal puppy. And if he didn't get it, Yejoon did. "You have such handy friends."
"They are handy," Minjun agreed, laughing as he leaned in to kiss Ten's cheek. "I think... I mean, the Park family are likely the ones who organised the hit on my uncle, so, if anyone knows where my cousin is, they might." At least he was hoping. It was starting to be his last hope.
"I want to have my cousin in safety before the war really starts, you know? Ideally."
"Talk to the boss and ask him straight up. He might deny it but he also might slip up at some point." Seemed like the best way to go about it, especially if he was half as naive as Gyungho claimed he was. He was sure that they could find the baby cousin before the chaos started and then... then they would have to find someone to care for him.
Ten liked kids but he wasn't sure he wanted to be a dad this young. He was only in his early twenties! "Can't be too tricky to find him."
"Yeah... I hope he's all right." Minjun worried his lower lip, then finally gestured at their guards and one of them went ahead to open the door for them. Life was weird, but hey. He could get used to spoiling Ten like this, he definitely knew Ten was enjoying that part. "I really do think we can do it, you know? I'd not actually have brought you along if I didn't believe that we'd make it through. Get to the good parts. When we are done with the worst of it, we get a giant penthouse somewhere. With a jacuzzi. And a pool."
"I believe you, hyung. I think we're going to be fine." He really did. He wasn't sure why but he just believed that Minjun knew what he was doing. "As much as I do want to keep shopping, and I really do, we should worry back to our place. Our temporary place, sans hot tub. To meet more boring old men." It was excessively dull and all they talked about was business and smoked in his nice, clean apartment but hey.
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He didn't look forward to having to kill or hurt someone, but he didn't think he could avoid it forever. Or even for much longer. "I need to get in contact with the Park gang."
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Now he had a tiara, loads of earrings, a tacky bracelet and a necklace. Score!
"Junnie, he'll know soon so the sooner we get our support sorted, the better. So maybe we get some contact info tomorrow. Gyungho can get that, right?" He seemed very good at getting them whatever they needed. Such a loyal puppy. And if he didn't get it, Yejoon did. "You have such handy friends."
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"I want to have my cousin in safety before the war really starts, you know? Ideally."
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Ten liked kids but he wasn't sure he wanted to be a dad this young. He was only in his early twenties! "Can't be too tricky to find him."
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They were getting somewhere.