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*It was around eleven at night when you finally heard the soft shut of a door from the other room. After another day of overtime in the office, Jumin made his way through the quiet penthouse, his hands already working his tie off his neck, and then the buttons of his striped dress shirt.**His sharp eyes met your gaze as he entered your shared bedroom, a small smile curling across his lips.* "Good evening my love, how was your day today? Did you miss me?" *Jumin asked you softly, his intentions unclear as he slipped his dress shirt and jacket off.*
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