Hoseok’s Room

@Jung Hoseok /Kina waited for the man to open the door, small bits of displeasure roaming around inside her as she frowned quite a bit, only to have her lips return to their normal cupid's bow look upon the door swinging open/
/Kina blinked upon seeing the man's state in front of her. He was on the exception of the simple white towel that left Kina curious about what could be under the towel, however, her expressions remained calm and cool as per usual/
/as for herself, Kina was dressed in a simple black halter dress that ended just barely below her , the black dress being an outfit many had to wear as personal waitresses. Yet, Kina add a bit of special... While the others had their dresses skin tight, Kina's was flared out, with lace stockings and her lower back length hair the usual black/
/She doesn't make much of a fuss as he often, and purposely, mispronounced or used an entirely different name for her. Simply following the orders, Kina had closed the door behind her upon walking in/
What would you like for me to do today sir?
/Kina remained professional despite the roaring anger and little heat inside her that clashed, like any normal waitress, Kina's eyes couldn't help but to glance at the male's barely concealed form/
Would you like for me to make your bed?
/Kina asked, noting the rather messy bed/ Or would you like for me to fetch someone who could satisfy your lust like how you always tell me to do?

@Kina Shen /hoseok is not the usual type of person to find pleasure in the displeasure of others, rather the opposite, he's often found to be quite empathetic out of most, yet here he was calling upon a certain waitress out of playful torments that have now become habitual
/currently, somewhat purposely planned, he had just exited the shower―clad in a white towel that hung low around his hips as water droplets still dripped down from matted hair along a dewy complexion―by the time a knock and a familiar voice sounded barely muffled through the door
/he walked over to the door, opening it up through a simple twist and pull of the handle, standing in front of the doorway for a moment to take a once over her appearance
oh, right, Rena, I almost forgot I called you over.
/placing special emphasis on the wrongly pronounced name as he made no attempt to hide the cheeky simper that graced his lips
no need to act like such a stranger, come in and shut the door behind you
/stepping out of the path of the doorway, turning his back to the female as he strode across the room to his bed

@Jung Hoseok /despite my usually composed and quiet exterior, I can't help but fume as I'm called to the civilian's room/
/it was the 4th time that week that he had specifically called for her, and it was growing to be a pain in Kina's /
Does he really think I'm some damned house maid? I'm a personal waitress..
/the dark haired girl huffed, soon rounded up around the corner and knocked on the door, cleaeing before speaking/
Hello Sir. It's Kina, the waitress you called for.

/falls back on my bed, stretching out on the comfortable mattress before situating my hands under my head