"No more!" Jina scowled. Hobin gave her a stern stare.
"You know that you'll have to finish this," he reminded her. They were in her apartment where he made her vegetable porridge. Jina insisted on having something else but she was barred from having solid food for a while.
"I hate porridge!" she winced.
"Too bad. You'll have to eat it."
She sighed and ate a few more mouthfuls with great difficulty. Once she was done, Hobin put the dish away.
"The doctor said that you can't work for a while," he went on. "So don't you dare call your subordinates from here!"
"I won't!" she exclaimed. "I know they'll rat me out to you."
Even though she was their boss, her teammates were now Hobin's minions. She had tried to communicate with them on the day she returned home, asking for the updates on the case. But Dahoon ratted her out to Hobin who scolded her a lot.
Who's the older one in this relationship? She wondered.
