| Improvise | (hyungwonho)

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The tall figure weaved its way through the clutter of finely cut rock. Statues of every size and shape surrounded him as he eyed each one. They were all exquisite and the creator had impeccable tastes, a true artist.

In front of the man was a great statue of a mare, ornamented in onyx and rubies.

He traced his fingers delicately along the figure. The smooth, cool marble curving under the appendages, reminding him of the delicacy of the furnishings back home. This piece or art was created for that purpose. To remind him of home. The marble itself was a pristine white with washes of neutral golds and greys to accentuate the shadows that the carving created.

Yes, he thought as he gave it a once over. This would be the perfect gift for the new boss. He left the life-sized statue alone and made his way over to get it packaged. It'd have to be transported over to South Korea before anything else.

"Get your lazy ass up," the brunette slapped the sleeping boy a sixth time in the span of two minutes. A loud blaring sound penetrated the ears of the sleeping beauty.

"Five more minutes babe," the blonde replied groggily, rolling over to save his face. Bad mistake. The brunette yelled at him again and slapped his buttocks instead. The sleepy man gasped and attempted to strangle the brunette who was hovering over him.

"I'm up! I'm up!" The blond quickly sat up (hitting the other guy's forehead with his own forehead in the process) and turned off the alarm, glaring at his assailant. The bedsheet fell from his bare shoulders and pooled at his hips. His hair was fluffy and stylishly messy and his lips shaped into an adorable pout.

"No matter how many times you pout Wonho, you're not going back to sleep. You have that interview today," his flat mate, Kihyun, pointed out, ruffling his hair before he left to make coffee and breakfast. Shit, was that today? Wonho thought as he dragged himself out of bed and down to the bathroom.

After a quick shower, he quickly put on a little bit of makeup. Don't get him wrong, he doesn't go full out – in fact a lot of men in South Korea wear base make up at least! He just likes to accentuate his eyes with a neutral eyeliner and make sure his brows are filled. He knows he doesn't need anything else. Some deity had blessed him with warm brown eyes, an ideal jawline, soft lips with a natural gradient, and a fit body that was defined. His bleached hair didn't show any damage as it fell perfectly across his forehead.

He got dressed into a loose silky button up and black tight dress pants, black dress shoes and matching choker and earring set. Classy, elegant and sexy. He and Kihyun had gone looking for the perfect outfit for the interview and to be honest, Kihyun wasn't the biggest help. He wanted to impress his potential employers, and he'll admit that he was hoping his looks will help him land the job.

It was only last week that the letter had come in the mail addressed to a 'Shin Hoseok'. It outlined a simple meeting with the chief secretary of Monsta Ent. – a multi-billion-dollar corporation and entertainment company – for a job interview. Maybe he was scouted? If so why was it mailed and not on the spot like what you hear of? He would have thought it was a scam if it wasn't for the official documentation and signature of the CEO and the chief secretary.

Kihyun jokingly wolf-whistled at him as he handed him a coffee in a to-go mug and a freshly toasted croissant. "You better come back a millionaire or I'm kicking you out of the flat." He joked as he fixed the collar of the button up. Wonho laughed at his idiotic-but-cute flat-mate who makes good coffee.

The two had known each other for years before moving in together. They sort of were friends with benefits whenever Kihyun felt like it (which was practically never) and they used to work together back in the day. Kihyun now works at a barista at one of the most successful coffee houses in Seoul and teaches the employees how to brew the beverages. They both used to work as apprentice baristas there back when they were kids, but after high school Wonho wanted to focus on his studies and 'discovering himself' which Kihyun called 'lazing around like the idiot you are'. You see, Wonho was one of those fortunate naturally gifted idiots who always got high scores in all his exams and tests.

Wonho quietly left the building and made his way to Monsta Ent. Company headquarters in the crisp cold autumn morning.

The ride into the heart of Seoul was kind of awkward for the usually cocky Wonho. Unfortunately, he didn't have a car so he had to catch public transport in his 'classy, elegant and sexy' attire. Couldn't people learn not to stare? He knows he's good looking. He doesn't need to be reminded.

When he reached the building, there was a man waiting out the front for him. The man was taller than Wonho and was dressed in a three-piece black tailored suit. He bowed and Wonho bowed back. "I see you got our letter Mr. Shin. Please follow me. We can have the meeting now as my schedule is free now." The man held his hand out. "I am , chief secretary at Monsta Ent."

Wonho shook his hand and followed him inside the imposing building.