Room 4123 | sakuatsu

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Sakusa awoke at exactly 8 o'clock. He had an hour before his shift at the hotel started. He began his tedious morning routine, and when ready, left for work.

Thursdays were usually busy for him at work. He had more rooms to clean because people usually booked rooms for the weekend, meaning they arrived Friday night and would usually leave on Sunday.

As a matter of fact, Sakusa glanced at his tablet to see that he indeed had quite a few rooms to clean today, meaning he didn't have any second to spare. He quickly filled his cleaning cart with supplies he needed, and took the elevator to his first room.

A few hours before the end of his work shift, Sakusa began his stayover cleanings. He knew he had the suite 4123 to clean again today, and he hoped the guests weren't there today as well. He began by the easier rooms, the ones that were smaller, to gain momentum and clean quicker. He really wanted his day to end and not have to stay in overtime.

When it was time to clean room 4123, Sakusa made sure he had a clean cart with everything he might need for the room. He used his special card to go up the elevator to the 41st floor.

The butler and Sakusa slightly bowed to greet each other, the latter making his way to the end of the carpeted corridor to his tasked room. He stationed his cart next to the door of the suite, made sure his mask was on, and changed gloves for cleaner ones. He took a look at the time before entering the room.

4:35pm. Last room for the day, and then I can go home.

Sakusa knocked on the door and announced himself.

"Housekeeping."

This time, he heard shuffling inside the room and Sakusa let out an inaudible sigh behind his mask. He really did not want to deal with the guests tonight, and especially not on his last room of the day.

The door opened and a shirtless dirty blond man appeared before Sakusa. The blond eyed the taller man in front of him, shooting him a toothy smile.

"You're here to clean the suite?"

Sakusa finally remembered to breathe and answered. "Yes."

The blond moved away from the door, leaving it open for the housekeeper to enter the room.

"Come in, handsome. Do what you have to do. I'll be around."

Sakusa closer his eyes momentarily and cursed under his breath. Why did it have to be that guy from the gym Sakusa ate with his eyes last night?

Sakusa reluctantly entered the room with some cleaning products and trash bags to empty the trash cans. He decided to start with the bathroom since the blond was sitting near the minibar area.

The whole time Sakusa was cleaning that bathroom, rather quickly must be said, he was cursing under his breath about karma or whatever it was. What were the odds of seeing that same man the night before? At his gym? At this time of the night? Sakusa was furious. What were the odds? Really.

He wondered if the blond remembered seeing him. After all, they did make eye contact when Sakusa left the gym. He hoped - no, prayed - that the blond was dumb. That he was all looks, but no brains. But the mere fact that the same blond was staying in one the most expensive suite of this really prestigious hotel was the sole answer Sakusa needed to debunk his theory and confirm that the blond was, in fact, all looks and all brains.

Sakusa quickly wrapped up in the bathroom. He changed gloves while he was at his cart, and took a quick minute to tidy up the short hallway that lead to the main area while the blond wasn't looking over his every move. When he was done there too, he took a much needed breath before silently walking to the main area of the suite, where the blond was currently scrolling through his phone while sipping at a glass of some sort of liqueur.