Heeled toes tap impatiently against the tiled floor in the reception as she waits for confirmed security clearance, her stomach twisting with each second that passed before a nod against the phone finally allows for her to proceed through the elevator up onto the penthouse. As she waits to be sent to the highest floor of the sky rise building, she can’t help but take deep breaths, trying her best to remain as void and composed as she can before she walks to the door to be greeted by one of his fellow members. She nods politely, lips pressed in a line as she allows herself in. 

“I’m so sorry for calling you,” Kim Junmyeon is quick to close the door behind her, pointing to the bathroom, “… but he won’t stop saying your name and refuses to go to sleep until he’s spoken to you.” 

“Did he drink a lot?” She questions him politely as she takes off her heels, making her way to the bathroom. 

He nods and soon enough, she sees Park Chanyeol slouched against the bath tub with the other boys around him. 

Her frame is stiff against the door frame, arms crossed as she tilts her head, careful not to display too much emotions in her actions. She inspects the scene, scanning the bathroom before nodding at the other boys, an unspoken method of asking them to leave. Truthfully, the last place she wanted to be was in the penthouse of his group, especially after a long day at work but somehow, she couldn’t find it in herse