Just Like Water, Just Like rain // a Lookism Fanfic

24. Home sweet home pt. 2

"Oh, KOUJIIII~" I called out to the room. It's been so long, yet everything stayed the same. Over the top crystal chandeliers and wine cabinets filled with aged liquor neither me or Kouji could drink. The leather lined couches where Kouji busted his ass as a child while I chased him for my candy back. The marble tiles me and DG used to sit with our legs crossed, trying to come up with lyrics for his next audition. Some things never changed.

The Seoul Penthouse. We call it that not because it's the only penthouse My father owns in the city, just that it's the only one anybody actually steps foot in. Me, James and Kouji all partially grew up here— shadowed by its floor to ceiling windows of the city and gold lined handles. None of us felt at home, with the fear of being replaced constantly looming over us— but we still learned to get used to this place. Above the fireplace near the entrance, hung a portrait of the chairman with his four "children".

Me, DG and Kouji were supposed to be as much his kids as Crystal, but it's clear to everyone that he never thought of us so worthy of his attention. He adores DG for his work and the money he makes. He scowls at kouji's antics, but nevertheless accepted the fact that his prowess with computers is a type of genius he couldn't find anywhere else. And I was... as much a pawn as DG, in terms of fighting. Only, he used me to push the story along. Find him his people, make him his crews. At least he had enough courtesy to recognize me as his child, when he was in the mood. Kouji and DG rarely got such treatment. They were simply accidentally adopted, as the chairman probably wished he could say.

"The hell?" A voice came from the halls. "Is that you, Y/N?"

I could recognize that nasally voice anywhere. "KOUJIII!" A loud groan came from the halls. "Shut UP. I'm in my room." I skipped down the hallway, turning the third doorknob. Inside was a blare of neon lights and darkness, all shining onto that little brat— Kouji. The "hacker genius."

"The HELL—" he whipped his head around at me, "it really IS you! I thought it was just Goo bringing another girl home." I gagged at the idea of being one of Goo's "chicks". "Goo brings girls to the Seoul Penthouse now? Gross." "What can I say. No better revenge for losing in a fight to him than screwing a girl on Diego's bed." I gagged even harder at that line. "Wait a minute, why are you here? Don't you still have school, or something?" I raised an eyebrow at him. "I should be asking you the same thing, you purple dipshit. Don't you have some fancy academy abroad? Why are you at home playing... Minecraft, or whatever?" He stared at me in disgust. "I'm breaking through the apple security system, Y/N Han." "Potato tomato. Who cares."

He sighed. "The academy is stupid. I finished all the work in two weeks and got shipped back home." Man... if only I was half as smart as him, Gun wouldn't chug champagne every time I do mildly good on a test. "You're always like this. Why does the chairman even bother sending you to school?" I watched him type. "Who knows, who cares. Anyhow, get out my room. Who said you could come in? Dummy." I crossed my arms. "My, someone's gotten quite daring while I've been gone, HUH-" I cracked my knuckles as Kouji skipped out of his chair. "HEY, THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT- Y/N-" he sensed my intentions and began sprinting away, but too late. I was right by his tail. "I SWEAR, YOU'RE GETTING IT NOW, YOU LITTLE BRAT!" "Y/N, HAVE MERCY—"

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"Ow, ow, ow-" Kouji rubbed at his head. "God dammit Y/N, can't you be more gentle?" "Who's gentle while slapping the shit out of someone?!" "You can be?" I whacked him again. "Dream on."

We both sat on the couch with blankets, eating takeout tteokbokki and watching the K-Drama play out. Kouji and I both sighed as the two main characters kissed. It's been like this ever since we were children— admittedly, both me and Kouji were... hopeless romantics. Only I fell for anyone, and Kouji wanted to be a sugar baby.