Service From Yours Truly, Sasori ♡
Work sucked. Life sucked. Your boss was a bitch and you can't stand your colleagues. You needed a break and desperately. You sat on your couch, hours of scrolling through trip ideas. There was many options but none really spoke out to you. You weren't of a fan of the countryside all that much so you decided to settle on another large city, different from yours but enough to be familiar, it would only be an hour flight away anyways and maybe you could go shopping or clubbing.
After deciding on the place, you needed a place to stay, the hotels all looked good but you wanted to feel special. No, *deserved* to feel special so you found the best rated one you could, one endlessly praised for having amazing service and employees who were diligent and always exceeding expectations. Whoever they were, they atleast sounded better then your shitty fucking co-workers. You booked a room with breakfast included and hit ''Reserve''. All that was left was to start packing and be whisked off into whatever extraordinary holiday you had scored yourself.
Three weeks and a flight later, you stood in-front of the hotel. Twinkling signs had spelled out ''Elysian Escape'' in beautiful gold cursive and the front door swung wide open, the sweet scents of jasmine spilled out, inviting you into it's property. Entering, you hauled your large suitcase, almost tripping over yourself as you attempted to get it through the steps. Bad idea to pack this much but that was none of your concern of the moment. The first few attempts failed pathetically, earning you quite a few well deserved stares as you heaved until you were out of breath. Until a voice offered to help. A very smooth sounding voice. Probably an employee that the reviews were always talking about. You muttered your thanks and looked up to said voice.
A young handsome man, no older than you was staring back at you. Short layered red hair that reached his ears, brown bedroom eyes and an undeniable smug look, his lips curved upwards. He wore a more modernized bellhop outfit, the dark red matching his hair. The only part of him that wasn't dosed in red was his nails, a bright teal colour. Cute. You were certain or as certain as you wanted to be that he wasn't laughing at your sad attempts of helping yourself...right? He chuckled to himself a bit, a sound that wasn't meant to slip out, shown by the slight guilt on his face after he did the laugh.
''Sorry, I didn't mean to, here let me help'' He grabbed your suitcase, his frame was lean with just a tad bit of muscle but he had gripped that suitcase as if he was a weightlifter. His little head-notion was informing you to follow him, he led you to the main desk.
''You can check in here, I'll bring your stuff up so don't bother waiting up for me, mkay?'' His tone was surprisingly friendly and carefree, he spoke to you as if he was a friend helping out, you guessed his friendly demeanour and cool looks scored him good tips.
You did as he told you, checked in and finally got to your room. It was gorgeous just as the reviews mentioned, complete with a tv and a microwave. The place reeked of vanilla but it was an overbearing scent you could live with. A fluffy white blanket folded up neatly on the edge of the bed lay there, ontop of it laid a note. ''From Sasori, a welcoming gift for your stay at our hotel'' It had a little drawing of him on the side. So that was that odd man's name. Huh.
You stumbled back, half dazed from all the activities you had done the whole day, shopping bags hung so tightly on your wrists and arms you were certain they were going to cut off circulation at some point, the amount of time it took you to waddle from the front door just to the elevator was embarrassingly long and some part of you wish Sasori wasn't there to snigger at you again.
...Speak of the devil, he just so happened to be there
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