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| SAMUEL SEO |

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FOR THE FIRST time in several months, SAMUEL SEO felt impatient while doing his work. He was starting to lose his cool, the feeling of the softness of his bed back home, the warmth of the house, and the soup he knew all too well his younger brother cooked out of boredom in waiting for him to come home— one other reason of his impatience was the fact he had promised [M.Name] in buying a box of his favourite chicken the restaurant near his house sold.

He could already imagine the bright smile he had and the soft twinkle in his eyes once he sees the box in his hands, he'll surely run up to him and hug his waist before taking the box from him. It was a routine for the younger to hug him whenever he sees him, no matter the circumstances and what he was holding, and he'll return the hug by picking him up and spinning him around.

It wasn't hard to admit that he had gotten soft overtime after he admitted how he truly felt for his brother. Instead of looking at him it faux distaste, he now smiled down at him with such a soft look that [M.Name] would reciprocate it with a childish grin. It was always a sight to behold whenever they were out together in public, one tall man with his arms and neck covered in tattoos, an intimating aura, and a frown one would assume held distrust for anyone, and there by his side was a bouncy little kid that always has at least one rainbow on his clothes.

Samuel has been counting down the time on his watch instead of doing his work now, tapping his foot impatiently against the white tiles of his office. All the papers on his desk has been set aside, along with the laptop and several folders that were stacked upon each other on one side.

The moment it showed eight in the evening on his watch, he was out the door in a blink of an eye. Most employees that he passed bowed down to him yet held looks of confusion— they would normally see him working overtime and at times wouldn't even go home until the next day, so why was he in such a hurry?

Well, the only answer to any question that concerned Samuel was [M.Name].

With quick but heavy footsteps, Samuel was already leaving the elevator he went on and walking through the ground floor, some employees greeted him and was left stunned— he had smiled at them. What has gotten the new president of the fourth affiliate to be so happy that he actually displayed a positive reaction to someone?

Well, Samuel was going home. And home meant spending his time with his one and only brother.