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Perfect Reservation (2) — hoonsuk!
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one.
THE WHOLE MORNING FOR HYUNSUK WAS QUITE TIRING. He caught up with a few of things he had left off before his fever days, recapping the hotel's financial records, managing the new marketing strategy that he had planned and even handled customer complaints. Their absurdly wild request of having a tub of goat milk for their evening bath took a toll on his dizziness, but nevertheless Hyunsuk had it done. Afterall, that was all he knew through almost all his thirty years of living, every customer deserves the best of the best.
With interviews coming in as well, Hyunsuk had to spend a lot of time on making decisions. The day felt a lot longer than usual, and he was surprised to see the clock still striking it's short hand on the number one. Just as he was about to leave, the receptionist notified him that the maintenance he had called for assistance earlier had gone up to the designated floor, to have some pipes tuned. Hyunsuk thanked her and made his way near the elevator, only to have a high pitch voice call out his nickname.
"Sukkie!"
Dashing through the royal red hall, Jeongwoo tugged on his school backpack, still in his half wrecked uniform, headed to the manager's path. His younger brother followed after, skipping while sucking on a lollipop with his snobby lips.
"You two are back," Hyunsuk exclaimed. Short arms clung on his legs didn't fail to cut his breath short.
He took hold of Jeongwoo's shoulder, crouching down to his knees, "How was school?"
Jeongwoo threw back his eyes, "Nothing good. Me and Haruto aren't in the same class," He scowled with a pout.
"It was okay. I like my new teacher, she's called me cute!" Junghwan bumbled, still licking his sweet treat.
Hyunsuk giggled, bounced up to his feet. "Don't be too sulky over it Jeongwoo, you can still play with him at lunch break right? " He patted the older Park's back, "We should get you to your room," He said, while tugging the knot in his tie, "What floor do you boys live on?"
"Floor twenty-three!"
A glistening yet prone smile tinged on him, Hyunsuk pressed on the toggle of the elevator, "What a coincidence, I have some things to fix up there,"
Their short legs hustled inside the bronze carpeted cube, while Hyunsuk searched for the 23 button, closing the two doors. Jeongwoo hooked his arm on the left rail and rested his back on the mirror wall, rubbing his school shirt. His flickering sight pondered around, before they fixated at Hyunsuk.
"Sukkie, which floor do you live on?" The older brother wondered.
"I stay at an apartment not too far from here, actually. Do you guys like your stay here so far?"
