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room 16b two - ateez wooyoung 21+

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it's midnight and the lobby's lonely tonight but guess who wouldn't be tonight? that fucker and the third chick he's brought this week. what was he doing with all these women? surely he couldn't last more than one round with each, pumping it in three times before he dipped.

god, you bet he probably doesn't kiss anywhere else than the lips. he can't be the type of guy to give oral, anyway, even if he was born with such soft pink lips. he probably doesn't even know how to start off the night other than getting straight to it. he probably has aids from all these hookers.

he'll be the death of you, you're sure of it because each and every time he passes by, you could see that god awful smirk on his lips with your name written all over his body. he's so fucking attractive you didn't even notice the way the customer in front of you was ringing the bell continuously.

"excuse me!" you shout over the noise, distracting your eyes from the way the whore in his arms leaned closer to whisper in his ear just as they neared the elevator. "how can i help you?"

"hello, yes, jesus fucking christ you cannot hear," says the guy with cat-like eyes. "i was trying to ask if i could get another key into my room. after i met up with some friends, i had only realised that i left it inside."

you smile at him, trying to tell your inner self to contain itself so you don't blatantly go off on some random customer who was only trying to get your attention. just tell yourself it'll be alright and then swear him off in your mind later when you get home. "yes, i just need your information and the room number you're in."

"okay, so about that..." he begins but you don't really hear the rest of it, so lost in your thoughts of what could be happening on the foreign man's floor now, in his room, on the bed. where were they and what position? fuck, what was happening?

"i see," you reply, handing him a key card. it was a key card that could open any room but only the limited staff had it, the ones who really needed it. you shouldn't be giving it to anyone else but here you are, throwing it out of your way so you could finish up and head home.

the customer thanks you and you wave him off, watching as he heads to the elevator but what you didn't expect was to see the guy from before returning down to the lobby in the same elevator; he was walking towards you with the cockiest grin on his face.

"hi, can i have..." he says in a thick accent but that didn't matter anything. his eyes were smokey, beautifully defined with the greatest combination of dark colours that suited him perfectly. it was dangerous for such beautiful men to look so deathly gorgeous.