Min Jun paced his office. He ran his hand through his already mussed hair. His bowtie lay on the desk along with his mask. Luke guarded the door. Dae Jung and Cheng Woo lounged on the couch.
Dae Jung covered a yawn with his hand. He stretched his arms along the back of the couch. Cheng Woo snuggled in close to him, placing his head on Dae Jung's shoulder.
"I need to go to her. To explain. If she'll only listen to me, she'll see. I did it for us."
"We've gone over this," Dae Jung said. "You did it for you. You should have trusted her to take care of David herself."
"I know, but why should she have to go through it alone when she has me?"
Cheng Woo closed his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. "Give her some space, bro. Let her think about it for a little while."
"Fuck that. I'm going after her." Min Jun charged toward the door but was stopped short with Luke's hands on his shoulders.
"Hyung, I can't let you do that."
