𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽: hwarang hq
𝙳𝙰𝚃𝙴: 20190622
𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚂: open
the agent would say he isn't normally this jittery, or he hopes he isn't, but that part would be omitted out. unfortunately enough, however, there is no doubting the fact that eunsoo has been burning the rope on both ends for the last couple of days, not getting enough sleep trying to finish up paperwork, and well — coffee is never a good substitute for a night's rest. it's the feeling of almost being over that made him stay up the first night, and the same instance the night afterwards with too few cat naps stretched in between. and now, when the clock nears the afternoon, the agent knows he will crash soon if he doesn't get his hands on more caffeine.
it's twenty minutes later that he walks back into the headquarters, holding onto a venti americano ( with extra shots ) like it's his lifeline. his phone buzzes in his pocket, hence the momentary lapse in attention as he hurries back to his office — making him walk right into an unsuspecting soul. the cup of coffee in his hands spill mostly on the floor with a few stains on the other person, and once it all happens, eunsoo is frozen for a few seconds. ( he swears his brain works faster when he has rested properly, really. )
"oh god ! i'm sorry, i'm so sorry — i wasn't looking where i was going, and i really didn't mean to —" mere seconds after the collision, words begin falling from his lips in a rush, perhaps too fast for the other person to pick up, but that's the least of eunsoo's worries. one part of his mind supplies that he no longer has coffee, ( and that thought threatens to make him cry out of frustration ) — but he pushes that away, feeling awful already that he has ruined this person's outfit, or oh god — what if they got it on their skin ? "are you okay? please let me take you to the medic — i'm sorry, i'm so sorry, i didn't —"
