.𖥔 ܁ ˖ 𝗛𝗪𝗔𝗡𝗚 ᵢₙ—ₕₒ.

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@guardlust —— silence, not bothering to look behind him. “ come sit with me. ”

@guardlust once his message was non—verbally received, in—ho’s dark gaze focused on the large television screen ahead of him. he remained unmoving as the elevator doors opened, the young guard footsteps being easy to identify. “ kang no—eul. ” speaking out after a moment of ——

he needs a stress reliever . . and whiskey is no longer cutting it.

@guardlust oh, he does. badly. a deep voice is suddenly heard within no-eul's ear, his unfiltered voice booming through the comm. " number 011. report to my quarters immediately. "

@headmasterlusts all he has to do is call her. today's game has finished, but she still has her comms in. if he wants 𝙝𝙚𝙧, that is.

@guardlust " number 011. " spoken calmly, not looking her way as he poured a small glass of whiskey. " to what do i owe the pleasure? "

@headmasterlusts standing in the hallway just outside the living area, her masked face turned slightly away from his. “ good evening, sir. ”

setting down his patterned mask. good evening.

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⠀ 𝘀𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 ♡ ⠀

⠀ very nsfw portrayal of hwang in—ho. minor muns and muses DNI. ⠀

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