𝑬𝑵𝑺𝑵𝑨𝑹𝑬𝑫 | JUNGKOOK

14. Assistance

Note!~ Double Update! #HappyWeekend<3

Alba's POV

You watched them go, still a bit flustered but also somewhat amused by the interaction. It was clear that the group had a close-knit, playful dynamic, and it was interesting to see this more relaxed side of them. With a deep breath, you reminded yourself to stay focused and composed, ready to continue with your duties for the night.

After Jimin and J-Hope left, you navigated through the crowd, searching for the host of the party. Spotting one of the cleaning staff, you quickly asked about the host's whereabouts. The staff member pointed towards the balcony, mentioning that the host was there. You thanked him and made your way through the bustling guests, heading towards the outdoor area.

As you approached the balcony, you saw two men engaged in a conversation, their backs turned to you. Both men were smoking, the faint scent of tobacco mingling with the cool night air as they were discussing business, their tones serious yet relaxed. The man in the dark blue suit, with long bleached hair neatly tied back, was saying something about a recent merger, his voice carrying a hint of excitement. The other man, dressed in a coffee beige suit, was listening intently, occasionally nodding and adding thoughtful comments about market trends and investment opportunities.

Clearing your throat to announce your presence, both men turned to face you. To your surprise, you recognized the man in the beige suit—it was Namjoon, whom you had served during the VIP night. He is wearing a double-breasted suit jacket that appears to be oversized, giving him a relaxed and fashionable look. His suit was paired with what seems to be a matching shirt or undershirt he was wearing a delicate gold necklace with small pendant details around his neck, his black hair styled in a slightly tousled manner, his sharp eyes lit up with recognition and he greeted you warmly.

"Hey, Alba! Good to see you again," he said, his voice carrying a genuine warmth. You bowed slightly in respect, recalling how he had stepped in to make Jungkook quiet down when he had been disrespectful to you that night. It had left a positive impression on you, and you admired him for his considerate nature.

The other man, the one in the dark blue suit was wearing round, wire-rimmed glasses that gave him an intellectual look. His outfit was of a dark navy pinstriped suit jacket over a white shirt. The suit jacket has a crisp, tailored appearance and there's a white pocket square visible in the breast pocket. 

He looked at Namjoon curiously. "Do you know her?" he asked, his voice deep and smooth, with a hint of curiosity.

Namjoon nodded, smiling. "Yes, she took care of...Umm" he stopped as he thought of something and then continued again "She's a hotel staff." He then turned his attention back to you. "Is there something you need?" he inquired, his tone polite and professional.

You nodded and addressed the man in the dark blue suit. "Are you Kai, the host of this party?" you asked, maintaining a courteous tone.

The man gave you an once-over, his lips curling into a slight smirk. "Yup, that's me," he confirmed, his eyes lingering on you with a casual confidence. "What can I do for you?"

"Actually, I'm here to assist you. My manager mentioned you need assistance?" You explained him.

Kai continued to stare at you, his smirk never wavering. It felt like he was sizing you up. He exchanged a brief, silent glance with Namjoon, which you couldn't decipher, before he extinguished his cigarette.

"Well, it's good you're here," Kai finally said, his tone playful yet commanding. "Could you bring some food for the guests? And maybe a lot more bottles of champagne. We're running low," he added, still with that smirk. It was clear he enjoyed being in control and relished the attention.

You nodded, making a mental note of the requests. "Of course, I'll see to it right away," you replied, maintaining your professional demeanor despite the slightly uncomfortable vibe. Kai's gaze lingered on you for a moment longer before he turned back to Namjoon, resuming their conversation.

You excused yourself politely and headed back to fulfill their requests, trying to shake off the odd feeling the conversation had left you with.

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You busied yourself as you arranged all the food and drinks and helped the servers by putting the food on serving carts, while the bartenders were busy filling the bottles of champagne into ice buckets and placing them on the trays and placing them on the carts. After 25 minutes, everything was prepared.

With practiced efficiency, you directed the workers to bring in the carts of food and drinks, ensuring everything was perfect. Soon, the carts were lined up in front of the staff elevator as you were overseeing the final touches, and with a satisfied nod, you signaled the staff to take them up to the penthouse suite and start serving.

When the time you entered the suite guests were already gathered around, as the servers placing the dishes onto the buffet table, and the smell of freshly-cooked food filled the air. You watched the scene unfold with a sense of pride and accomplishment, pleased that your work had helped contribute to the success of the evening.

A guest called out, "Could you get some linens over here? We seem to have run out."

You turned to one of the workers to assist him, but she shook her head. "Sorry, we're out of those in the usual stock room." Another one chimed in maybe you should look in the linen room they must have restocked it by now."

You paused, realizing the request had come from the VIP. You had a limited knowledge around the inventory department but you knew there was a stock room near the kitchen. You glanced at the guest who had asked for the linen.

"I'll take care of it," you volunteered. You turned to the worker. "Where is it? I'll get them."

The worker smiled. "Down the hall to the left. It's the last door."

With a sigh, you decided to handle it yourself. "Okay! I'll go get them from the linen room. Please continue serving the guests." You left instructing them.

You followed the worker's directions and found the linen room, the room had large shelves, racks and cabinets organized in a systematic manner with fresh and clean linens you were struck by how vast and empty it felt. You began searching for the towels and napkins, moving between the shelves but couldn't spot any.

Suddenly, you sensed someone's presence behind you. You spun around and gasped, finding yourself face-to-face with none other than the jerk himself -Jungkook.

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