(this should literally be called "Hobi FF" instead lol; also note that he is not a kpop idol in this ff)
Chapter 9
It was none other than Xie Lin and Emily Soo. Emily is Xie Lin's girlfriend and has been for the past 4 years. Right now, to you, they were the lifesavers, the heroes, the literal saviors. Mr. Gye let go of you, putting his hands up with a mocking smile. "Well, if it isn't Xie Lin," he says with a sneer. You press record on your phone, knowing that he's already forgotten about you. He went on and on with cursing at Xie Lin for being herself. She stood firm and cursed right back with her girlfriend sending death glares that could defeat a whole army or five. You had the last straw with this man as well. You stopped recording then sent it to the boss walked straight up behind him and grabbed a fistful of hair leveling your mouth next to his ear.
"๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ข๐ค๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ค๐ง๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐จ๐๐ฎ ๐๐ค๐ค๐๐๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ง๐ค๐ข ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช๐ง ๐๐ค๐, ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช๐ง ๐ก๐๐๐, ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช๐ง ๐ง๐๐ฅ๐ช๐ฉ๐๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ." You state with venom in your voice. He rolls his eyes passively and walks back to his office.
So sure that nothing will happen. You smirk to yourself as you know exactly what'll happen. You can't figure out how his behavior has never been exposed. You turn to the two girls. "Thank you! I was freaking out then. Are you both okay?" you ask.
"Yes, we're alright," Emily says. "This isn't...anything new." Right then and there, you've decided you'd slaughter all the Mr. Gye-like species in the world. Xie Lin smiles and puts an arm around Emily's waist.
"We have to get back to the work tour, see you Y/N!" Xie Lin says as she kisses Emily's cheek. They walk off and you gather yourself together to go back home. You hear a yell from Mr. Gye's office.
"ARGH." You hear him open his office door and stomp out angry, muttering something about being fired. You are fully content with the result and head back home.
At home, you text Hobi an apology for running off without properly saying goodbye.
"It's okay! " he texts back. You try to think of something to talk about but somehow you end up drawing a blank line.
You lay down on your bed, relaxing and decide that tomorrow would be a self-care day. A day you'd take to yourself to get up and take good care of yourself. You'd also have to take a day off.