Johnny's House

@✿ Donghyuck The wolf raised an eyebrow at the younger and crossed his arms back over his chest. "You're not even part of the organization yet. You barged into my house, declared yourself my second in command, then started raiding my fridge. I should put your on the curb." he explained. He hated being mean, but he couldn't let this kid just walk in and take over. This was his territory, damnit.

@✿ Donghyuck The wolf blinked, long and dramatic, at the strange witch raiding his kitchen. "In my house? Hold on." Johnny gently grabbed Donghyuck's arm and pulled him around to face him. "First, do you even know the last time I had a chance to go grocery shopping? It's been at least a month. No, I don't have anymore ramen. Second, why are you raiding MY kitchen. Go home and eat your own food."

@✿ Donghyuck "And why would you think that?" Johnny asked, blinking a few times as he followed the witch into his tiny kitchen. "What-- what are you doing?"

@✿ Donghyuck The werewolf watched Donghyuck's movements closely, not letting his guard down. Frankly, Johnny did not with witches and he avoided the High Council at pretty much any cost. That was above his pay grade and the Council had a tendency of making people disappear, more thoroughly than Bloodregin, because they didn't call for clean up crews. "There's a meeting in a couple days. You can meet everyone then."

@✿ Donghyuck Johnny narrowed his eyes at the witch, wondering where this change in attitude came from. "Okay..." He said, tilting his head in confusion. "Yea, sure. Fun."

@✿ Donghyuck "okay, powerful necromancer Lee Donghyuck, I sympathize with being stuck inside for too long, but like. You don't get to just decide that you're the second in command of MY organization." Johnny sneered. "That's ludicrous. I've never met you in my life, let alone worked with you. So, no. We can talk about you JOINING the Body Snatchers, but you're not the second by a long shot."

"... The High Council." Johnny couldn't hold back his laugh of disbelief. "YOU were an advisor to the High Council? What are you like seventeen?" Being a witch explained a lot of things, being apart of the High Council in particular explained why the witch knew where he lived, but it didn't explain why the younger thought that he could waltz into Johnny's house and declare himself his second in command. The man crossed his arms over his chest in irritation. "Who sent you?"

The werewolf eyed the boy, quirking an eyebrow at the statement. "I'm sorry, wh,-- hey!"
He followed the stranger back into HIS house and watched as he plopped down on HIS sofa like it was his own. "Wait. What?" He looked at the boy in disbelief. "Who the hell are you again?"

The doorbell split the quiet Johnny had been enjoying, making him groan out loud as he got to his feet and went to see who the actual was showing up at his house. Very few people actually knew where he lived, but it wasn't uncommon for Wonho to send people over with messages (like the old man he is), so he assumed it might be one of those couriers. "Yes?" He asked the boy on the other side, looking him up and down and not seeing a package or envolope on him.