On The Job (1/1)

Xiumin’s day usually started out the same; get up, get dressed, and head off to work.  Like most people, he had to be to work at a certain time, the only difference between his time and everyone elses ’ was that he was the bosses secretary, so he had to be earlier then the boss; along with always having the bosses coffee ready and waiting for him when he arrived to work at 5:00 AM sharp.Xiumin stretched and rubbed his eyes before turning off his alarm. ‘Here we go again.’  He thought, grabbing his clothes and a quick shower before heading off towards the coffee shop at the park.Ever since he had been working at the ChenMin firm he had always been the one to get the bosses coffee each day for him; because he was never told what exactly to get him he had guessed, and so far no complaints so he assumed that he guessed right.Xiumin slipped out his wallet as he arrived at the coffee stand. Being here as often as he was(and at the ungodly hour before sunrise) , Xiumin had learned that the guy running ‘Baeks house of coffee’ was named Baekhyun. He liked his stand in central park, but aspired to one day open his own coffee/sweets shop. Xiumin  never seemed to see the guy without a smile and a friendly greeting. The boy was taller then most people (by a lot), but even though he was younger, the height seemed to suit him.Xiumin walked up to the stand, Baekhyun immediately smiled, leaning forward on the counter. “Same as always?” he asked; leaning forward on his elbows while fluttering his eyes lashes unconsciously.“Yeah.” Xiumin sighed, handing over the money and watching Baekhyun making the drink. Xiumin leaned against the stand, looking around the practically lifeless park.  He closed his eyes and breathed in the cool air. It was actually quiet peaceful at this time. He felt like it was a shame not more people experienced it this way; but then again, no one would probably want his job in order to be able to experience this.“Here ya go.” Baekhyun smile as he slid the steaming coffee towards Xiumin.“Thanks.” Xiumin nodded before turning and walking away. He wondered if Baekhyun was single, what person would be okay with their significant other working from 3AM until almost 11PM at night. And from the way Baek acted to Xiumin he gave off the “gay vibe”.Xiumin shook his head as he arrived at the building, slipping his key card into the slot to open the door. Who was he to question peoples sexual preference?He sluggishly walked up to his office; not far from the bosses, slipping off his jacket and setting it on the chair with his bag before taking the coffee to the bosses’ desk. He wrote “Have A Great Day ♥” on a sticky note, attaching it to the cup and setting it in the middle of the table where the boss could easily see it.He didn’t know why he signed it with a heart every time. Was he trying to convince the boss that he was gay? Or was he trying to convince him that he was a girl? Seeing as how one time the boss had called him Zoey after someone had referred to him as Xiuy. The boss and Xiumin had never seen each other in person, much less say a word to each other. The only way Xiumin had known the boss was a guy was because of his voice when he talked on the phone. The boss had never even heard Xiumins’ voice; so for all he knew Xiumin was a girl.Xiumin moved his stuff and flopped down into his chair. He had been working here for a while but felt that he would never get used to this odd company. To the outside world they were just an international trading company, but in all reality they were created to take down the mobs trying to run the streets. The only way to take down these mobsters with legal proof was to find documents involving illegal matter; the only way to get  these kinds of documents was to steal them. The only person good enough for this job was Xiumin. (Previous occupation: pickpocket).He didn’t mind it sometimes; the rush of adventure always got his heart racing (which he loved). There was something about sitting in a cubicle that just screamed ‘BORING’. Because he himself believed that he was in NO WAY boring he decided that this job fit his personality (after he was secretly chosen by the company).He twirled around in his chair once before turning to the task at hand. The files on his desk. He would take the files, read over them and set up a time log as he learned all about his location-to-be. Eventually some other people would filter in, and then, at exactly 5:10 AM sharp, the boss would arrive.Xiumin thought it was funny how, even though the boss walked by his office everyday he had never once looked inside. The office was like any other cubicle, grey walls, grey floor, a rolling chair and a computer. The only difference between his computer and one from a “regular” office computer was that once he shut his off it immediately terminated any searched information.Xiumin searched the different online sources about the building; its history, the floor plan, up until the most recent owner. He searched all the employees backgrounds, seeing as how no one seemed to be of interest he then moved on to the mobsters life.  He was young for a gangster, but a gangster none the less. He had a large trade for drug cartel but other than that he didn’t seem to be of much interest; he was pretty much your normal gangster, but that was nothing new for Xiumin to deal with.All the information seemed to run together in a matter of minutes. Everything was pretty much the same as any other case . He printed off the address and floor plan of the building, then he heard the boss come in.It was always the same; the boss would walk in and all the morning greetings were, “good morning boss,” from all the employees with a cheerful tone (except him of course). The boss would then walk by Xiumins’ office ( never looking inside) as he walked farther on into his office.Not that Xiumin cared that he didn’t know exactly what his boss looked like, but he did find it a bit odd that the big boss never saw his own secretary.“Morning boss!” Xiumin heard a man yell as he ran down the hall. Xiumin heard the squeak of the chair and assumed the person had jumped into it the chair and sat down.“Yeol get your ass out of my chair before I go over there and rip every hair out of your head.” The boss sounded poised off at the “Yeol” guy (although most of the conversations between were like this) He didn’t pay much attention.He could already tell that today would be off to a good start for the boss.   Im sorry if the first chapter sucks, it'll get better as it goes along, i promise. I'll switch between Xiumin and Chen's P.O.V -Ri Ri