10000 Hours | liskook

16| room service

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Who knew a simple breakfast visit can result the start of a beautiful friendship?
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»NARRATIVE«

"N-no...okay sir. Sure, we will send someone in. But please expect an estimated forty minute delay since the staff is occupied for now. Thank you." The operator answered and conveyed message to the person speaking in the opposite end of the line.

The customer of room number 901.

The worldwide kpop sensation,
Jeon Jungkook.

Having him as a guest for his tour was mostly like a blessing in disguise and a prestige for almost every flourishing hotel chains. The idol was famous all around the world and so he was seen as a brand reputation, a fashion icon.

Therefore, the hotel staff was called in around a day prior for a briefing, so as to train them for looking into the idol's comfort and his experience to make his stay worthwhile. Though most staff quietly listened to every bit of the instructions and sought to put forth their best behaviour, except for one of them ㅡ Lalisa, who found her fate different than everyone else.

She wasn't interested in knowing about the guy at all. Infact, she didn't even have a rough idea of who he was.

Some popular celebrity, what's more to it? was what she'd mentally question herself. But nonetheless she had to abide by her management norms of providing "supreme service" as her boss addressed it, since the idol was quite particular about his routine.

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Jungkook waited for around ten minutes while arranging his things inside the suite before he propped onto the bed, letting out a soft sigh.

He ran his fingers through his greasy hair, while checking his schedule for the 100th time for the day. He was on a world tour across three continents ㅡ North America, Asia and Europe and was left with 39 more concerts to go with. Sure, he was enthusiastic for performing for his fans, but at some point he still didn't have enough rest and the nervousness of not being able to do well kept bugging him.

He wished if there was just a day where he could forget all the cause of his worries, share his thoughts with someone completely unfamiliar with him, someone who didn't care about his profession but was interested in knowing him, the Gukie that lay dormant inside the erstwhile famous Jungkook.

It was truly too much to ask for and so he finally decided to let go of the thought. "Should probably shower." He mumbled to himself before taking his clothes off and stepping into the bathroom to run the faucet.

Jungkook splayed his hand in the water, adjusting the temperature to lukewarm, before stepping into the bathtub sill as the warm water flowed in. A feeling of relaxation drifted in.

After all, what could be anymore refreshing than a shower?

Around twenty minutes later, Jungkook stepped out of the bathroom, a towel draped around his waist as his footsteps trailed the suite.

Just then, a knock followed by the doorbell was heard. He swung the door open, to reveal a girl who stood there with the breakfast trolley. Her hair reached down till her waist, some bangs popping out to cover her forehead matched with a pair of black dresser pants that highlighted her toned, long legs.