Page 103 of Damian & Jun: Episodes 5-8
“Collin can fight?”
“Collin does fight. When his people are on the line.”
Jun’s lips twitched in a smile. “Good.”
“The submission Collin offers Richard and Émeric takes a strong man to give. Never mistake him for weak.”
“Soft is not weak.” Jun relaxed into the mattress, lying on his back. “Do you have any idea how much strength it takes to look soft while dancing?”
They talked into the small hours of the morning, going down Damian’s list, until Jun was yawning and Damian was making mistakes typing in their answers.
Damian forced back a yawn of his own and turned his head to tell Jun they would finish later. Jun was already asleep, his hands tucked under his chin, his body curled against Damian’s side, head pillowed on Damian’s upper arm.
Even in sleep, he looked like he was carrying the world. Damian pushed a stray lock of hair off his cheek and tucked it behind Jun’s ear.
Jun
Friday morning, Jun’s phone rang before he’d even finished making coffee for everyone. Mi Hi was flipping pancakes at the stove, and Jaewoong and Su-jin were taking sleepy selfies and answering fan comments. Geun lay on the center island with his feet hanging off the end, snoring. Whatever had kept him up the night before, he hadn’t said. Yohei was setting out plates and toppings.
Jun answered, switching to speakerphone when he saw that it was Yun, their lawyer.
“Just got a tip-off,” Yun said, not bothering with a greeting. “Someone filed to transfer ownership of SP4700Y this morning in a local commercial court. Guess who the selling owner is?”
“My father? Bak?”
“You.”
Jun blinked. “Come again?”
“You. I had it checked. You’re the legal owner of SP4700Y. And someone was trying to sell it, ostensibly on your behalf.” He rattled off a couple of names.
“I don’t know any of those people.”
“As your representative, I’ve already prepared a contestation.”
“Good.” Jun’s hand trembled. “What do you mean, I own a company? How can I own a company I don’t even know I own?”
“If someone set it up in your name and had full control of all your information, it can be done. Someone like a parent or a guardian.”
Jun’s stomach churned and tightened. “Bak says that SP4700Y owns 5N. That’s why he can’t give out contracts.”
“Correct.”
“But I own SP4700Y, according to this filing.”
“Yes.”
“Then I own us. We own ourselves.”
“Logically, yes. It’s possible there’s more going on, other binding contracts.”
“I want to know everything.”
“I’ll keep shaking branches. For now, we have to stop the sale.”
Jun nodded decisively. “That first.”
Yun hung up.
