scent ; jikook

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Clear liquor swirled in the skinny glass.  A golden, thicker, substance danced around the inside of the glass before it slightly kissed the surface of the clear substance. It took their sweet time until the golden mixture dipped into the other substance and the two substances started to dance together, leaving a clearer version of the golden mixture behind.

The sun kissed the skinny glass and the mixture threw a golden shadow onto the black leathered watch on the wrist of the black haired male. "What a beautiful combination" murmured the male and his free hand grabbed the droppers who laid neatly on the white table cloth. A small label on them spelled their scents. "Just a little small bit. Make it softly, oh yes softly. How fitting for him.". A grin rushed over the plump lips of the male as a drop after the other dropped slowly and with outstandingly care. The male needed to be gentle with the pearly looking substance. 

One drop.

Two drops. 

Three drops.

Three and half drops.

Completed. 

"It seems perfect" signed the male and placed the dropper carefully down again. His hands were covered in cotton gloves. Only the black clock on his wrist stood out, yet it matched his full black look, which consisted of a black turtle neck, a shimmering golden necklace and a pair of black slacks. To top it off, he wore black dress shoes, Prada shoes, of course. 

He gave the skinny glass a quick swirl and the grin on his lips widened. "It's perfect." whispered the male and placed the glass into his belonged place. A clear glass plate was placed on top of the glass to keep the just mixed scents in. "Now it needs to sit and maybe another mix with water if the scent is too strong... It should smell as a blessing, no like heaven. Faint but yet seductive." hummed the co-ceo into the room while his hands grabbed the wooden mechanical pencil with his initials on it. His hands quickly rushed over the clipboard, writing down his recent thoughts that stormed through his head. The grin still placed on his lips, as if was destined to stay there. 

"Mr. Park. A client awaits you. It is for your new campaign! You need to leave now." interrupted a female voice the thoughts of jimin. "A yes, the client. I am sorry dear. I was lost in this custom order." announced the male and his gloves slide so elegantly from his hands, revealing hands where the veins were more visible as usual. It was a sign that he wrote down a lot regarding this custom order. His ideas filled his head and it was normal for jimin to drown him in work afterwards. 

"Fetch me a glass of scotch please. Just like my usual, dear." smiled Park with his eyes and he ran a hand through his black strands. "This will be a very interesting meeting" grinned the male and as he entered the elevator, his hair seemed to be neatly in it's place. He always made sure to look perfect.