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Jungkook could hardly keep still, watching and waiting for the clock sitting above the steal sink to strike 12. Much like Cinderella in attempts to keep her ordeal hidden, while the latter wanted nothing more than to be in the embrace of his very own prince.
He spent all evening finishing petty chores, all to distract him from the elder male turning up later than usual.
When the clock rang again at 3:30am, Jungkook had dozed off on the leather sofa, confused and groggy.
He wanted to go home, his heart no longer racing and his mind no longer thinking; It was unusual for Hoseok not to stop by at least once, but the younger didn't think too much into it, laying his head back down with his coat as the night's blanket.
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While the younger slept soundly and unknowingly, Hoseok had been taken by van to the nearest helicopter lift, blindfolded and set on course to Daegu, where his fate would await him.
Most members within his position and status among the first tier of successful workers, were not ever bothered by the big boss.
However this time was different.
Being personally scouted could only mean trouble dawning over him like a vulture, ready to strike with its ugly face of game.
