wrong delivery | kai&minseok
He was going to enter a full fledged panic attack with the way the other man-- who he presumed was the boss of this company, what was it called again, Stark? -- no matter, but the way the man was staring at him like he was going to shred Minseok to pieces was pushing him closer and closer to the brink of tears. Just his luck to have the boss walk in on the receptionist chiding him for bringing the wrong package, and then for the same boss to inquire what was going on and give him what was probably the deadliest glare ever.
In a normal situation, of course, Minseok wouldn’t burst into tears so easily. But with the week that he’s had...everything just piling up on top of another, it was like a dam waiting to be broken. Chewing down nervously on his bottom lip as he bowed lowly for the umpteenth time, the parcel slipping in his sweaty hands; voice coming out quiet and meek as he spoke. “I-I’m so sorry, Sir. I apologize deeply-- I didn’t know, I swear- I just t-took whatever the office told me to, but i-it seems that they handed me the wrong package-- I’ll come b-by and deliver it immediately! Really!” He urged desperately, his lower lip quivering as he kept his head ducked low.
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