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『—𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐄—』 ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
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KIM TAEHYUNG studied his face as he stared at the mirror that was facing him before he shifted his attention towards his laptop. He had been sorting his past customers' emails, one of the strange things he does whenever he gets bored.
But then looking through his past efforts of lying and acting sickeningly sweet and sultry towards his customers' spouses was giving him a new set of ideas as to what to do when it comes to his next move— his next job, and his next target. It was rather a thing he does to boost his confidence and underlying self-esteem.
He had a cup of half-filled coffee in his left hand, dregs now present as it circulated the entire cup, the coffee now cold and tasteless, while the other was busy scrolling through his mails when his eyes skimmed along the words, his glasses sending a tingling itch on the bridge of his tall nose.
And so he took them off, hands now obscuring his face as he tried to rub his drowsiness away, though what happened next was that he took out his box of Marlboro Red cigarettes— thinking that he hadn't been smoking for a while, not when he hadn't had much free time and had to keep his appearance in check.
Sticking in the newly lit cigarette in between his lips, a knock echoed throughout his room, causing him to flinch when the person— Hoseok, had freely let himself in when the door was unlocked.
"You're smoking again?" Hoseok asked as he stood in front of Taehyung, his hands fixed on his hips as he stared at the younger one who only responded with an eye roll, "The alcohol clearly didn't beat you up that bad when you can even manage to do that."
"The alcohol passed me out, hyung," Taehyung's breath and smoke mingled together to create a thick plume in the air and he breathed a lungful out of his mouth, "This one right here, is giving me a boost," He added, slightly waving the stick of cigarette in between his two fingers while the smell of smoke and tobacco filled the room.
Hoseok sighed at his reply, taking in a whiff of the smoke that spread across the entire place, a small smile appearing on his lips, "And are you really that bored right now?"
Taehyung inhaled once again, pulling most of the smoke into his lungs, wispy tendrils escaping by his nostrils on the following exhale, "Strangely, I am. As much as I've always wanted to escape work for a while, I'm getting pretty restless."
"Hm," Hoseok hummed, beating around the bush for a couple of seconds as he waited for the right moment to say what he has to deliver, "Actually, Mr. Kim requested you to be in his office."
