secret(ary) - nct, jaeyong & yuwin

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"could you please move the banner a bit to the right please?"

"we're on it!"

"thank you." the secretary nodded, carefully looking at his surroundings again. "and please, make sure the table cloths are ironed and that the utensils are placed neately on the- oh god, you are the caterer, right?" taeyong stopped himself mid-sentence as a face he could recognise passed by.

"huh, yes, that's me." the man answered.

"just a last check, nothing you made contains tuna, right?" taeyong asked, hoping with all of his life that he would answer positively.

"that is right, sir. nothing with tuna."

"oh, thank you very much!" the secretary sighed in relief before turning around again, trying to recall what he had been doing just before interrupting himself to question the caterer. "ughh... this is so stressful..." he let out before lifting his head, causing his eyes to fall on the banner that was previously a bit too much on the left. "the banner is perfect like that, thank you!" he exclaimed, earning a few nods from the workers.

less than a day was left before the congress. only a few hours separated now from the moment when this place would be swarmed with ceos and rich investors interested in the automobile industry, and let's say taeyong had just reached the highest level of stress his body could achieve.

he wanted everything to be perfect. after all, seeing how fast-growing nakamotors had been for the past year, people had high expectations of the company, and taeyong hoped they would be able to meet each and every of them with this event.

"we're ready for the sound check!" one of the workers announced from afar, flashing taeyong a smile.

"okay, please go- sorry, i need to take this call!" the secretary stopped himself mid-sentence again as he felt his phone vibrating in his back pocket.

the boy ignored the fact that the number wasn't saved on his phone and answered immediately – at that point, if he saved every supplier's number his contact list would take all of his phone storage. "good afternoon, lee taeyong from nakamotors speaking." he let out almost robotically.

"mister lee, we are reaching you because we are having a problem with the flyers you ordered for the congress." a woman said on the other side of the line.

as the woman spoke, taeyong tried his best to concentrate and remember who this could be. of course, he had already had them over on the phone, but he had so many calls a day that he could barely remember every of them.

thankfully, the word 'flyers' was enough to make him understand that they were the company responsible for printing and delivering the hundreds of flyers that would be handed out to other ceos during the congress, and also the visit cards that they would have to leave with in order to be able to reach yuta or taeyong if they ever needed.

"alright, what is the problem?" the secretary asked, glancing to the side as one of the workers approached him holding two tablecloths, both having a very slight colour difference.

"well, we were supposed to deliver the flyers right now, but all of your delivery vans are occupied right now, and because we are so close to closing hours, we won't be able to deliver them tonight."

taeyong listened to her with one ear as he successively looked at the two pieces of cloth the worker was preseting to him before choosing the lightest shade.

"you'll have them tomorrow morning around 10am if it's okay for you." the woman on the phone finished as the tablecloth worker left taeyong alone.