THE SURROGATE 𐤀 ✓

19

Third person point of view

A certain male is staring mindlessly while pouring the hot liquid called tea in a small mug. There's nothing wrong with it but he didn't know that the liquid is overflowing in the cup and began to make a pool of tea in the floor.

A concerned employee who just went in the pantry notices it. He began to call out his name yet the only other might not hear him.

The employee tap his shoulder, which makes the other got out of his trance.

"H-huh", the other male said, looking everywhere until he felt the hut burning feeling on his foot.

He immediately brought the electric heater in the side table.

He cursed under his breath. "Mr. Park, are you alright?", The employees presence is finally found.

Mr. Park's eyes enlarged and bowed at him multiple times.

"I - I'm okay Mr. Sang", he said stuttering, embarrassed at the sudden action that was seen to the other.

"Alright, just ask the janitors to clean this mess up, so no one will slip in the floor", Mr. Sang reminded

Mr. Park bowed again at the retreating figure of the other employee.

He slap himself

"Park Jimin, get yourself on track"

He inhaled sharply. He chants words multiple times in his head, Don't think about it, Don't panic.

He grab the tea cups and remove the excess liquid. Before he left the pantry completely, he look for the janitors to clean his mess.

After that, he went to his cabin and seat at his cloth covered cotton chair and leaned back.

And he stared out of nowhere again..
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"- rk Jimin"

"Mr. Park?", He heard his surname. He look at his left side to see his other boyfriend, Hoseok.

He raised his eyebrows, he is honestly not in the right state of mind right now.

"You good, babe?", Hoseok ask

He nods momentarily. His hands is reaching something on the table, he opened his mouth and about to drink it but felt pens coming in his mouth.

Hoseok laughs secretly. "You're not good, I'm telling you"

And Jimin pouts cutely at him. They just stared at each other with loving gaze until Jimin yawns.

"You sleepy?", Hoseok ask him

Jimin nods and yawn again.

"Come", Hoseok said and lend his hands, reaching for Jimin's arms. They stood up and pulled him to go Hoseok's office.

Other employees didn't look at them but they were very much aware with the growing relationship of the three.

Hoseok let Jimin lay on the empty couch. He gave him pillows to use and Jimin's shitzu dog plushie to hug then he remove his coat and cover it to Jimin's body.

Good thing, Jimin curled in his sleep as he smell the familiar cologne and the warm cloth that covers his body.

Hoseok waits until he hears Jimin's cute snores and stood up so that he can continue his works that was stack in his table.

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Jimin woke up as he smells a delicious scent of fried chicken.

He sit up and tries to open to clear his eyesight. He head a good sleep.