Supremacy [Taekook]

Chapter 4

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Taehyung was staring at me with his unfathomable eyes. I scanned him for a moment and slightly widened my eyes as I realized that he had heard me vomit. His shirt sleeves were rolled up and his irises were so dark that I couldn't hold his gaze for more than three seconds.

A myriad of questions was running through my head, but my superior didn't give me time to torture my mind as he soon began to speak.

"In my office," he ordered, and nothing else was said afterwards.

I immediately followed him into the room. I entered shyly and he turned around, walking past me to close the door. Then, he stood in front of me, leaning on the desk behind him with his arms crossed over his chest.

His bossy, dominating aura made me feel small, so small that I didn't dare to look up. It was impossible for me to face him. It was impossible for me to look him in the eye after the extremely dangerous mistake I had made: being so naive and letting myself be fooled by Minhyun. I felt terrible about it. My mission had been simple, though. I hadn't failed but I knew Taehyung hated it when his employees took unnecessary risks.

With my boss's silence, I felt that I had to speak first. Keeping my eyes lowered, I finally started to talk:

"S-sir, I b-beg your p-pardon..." I stuttered unwillingly.

The way I was reacting was pretty fascinating. With Minhyun I had forced myself to stutter in order to create a character for myself, a naive side whose sole purpose was to fool him. With Taehyung... even with all my willpower, I couldn't help but stammer.

"O-one second... o-only one second of inattention and he put that pill in my drink..." I explained.

I bit my lip so hard that I almost split it as I was so angry with myself. Taehyung was standing still. I kept my eyes lowered but I could see his arms still crossed over his chest in a tight, authoritative position.

"I-I know the r-risks I've taken by not b-being attentive tonight," I concluded.

I didn't dare to say anything else. Taehyung didn't ask me for the moon, and yet I still couldn't succeed in a mission without making a mistake. When I first started my missions, it had been worse. But I've been working in the ring for nine months now. I wasn't supposed to make those kinds of mistakes anymore, and I knew that. I still had a lot to learn.

It was at times like this that I realized how... inexperienced I was. Taehyung was the most powerful person in the ring, no one was above him. And I could totally understand how he got where he is today: because of his thoroughness. In nine

months, I'd never seen him flinch, mess up or fail. He was extremely powerful, and everybody knew it.

Sometimes, I admire his personality. I used to think of him and wonder how one could achieve such perfect control over their own feelings.