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The mafia group Lion's Oath is one of the state's underground powerhouse, Singa a hired professional assassin, working under his boss has been assigned to take out any newly formed organisations so no one can rival against them. They tracked down the leader's quarters and decided to take him out right there and there, Singa hates doing projects with people so he decided to go in alone.
His plan is to disguise as a business partner for the newly formed Tiger's Den group, discussing about the newly formed route for drug smuggling. The head decided to personally meet Singa at his own home which makes his job 100x more easier.
Singa makes it to a fairly homey suburban house. He adjusts his tie and walks to the front door, he makes sure his gun is fully loaded in the brief case and knocks the door, he looks around to check if there are any cameras.
After a brief moment the door opened revealing a man with dark mauve hair, the little back of his hair resembles tiny cat ears. "Hello! I suppose you're here for the meeting. I'm Mal, come inside!" he beams with positivity and brightness, Singa wonders, how can the small head of a crime organization be this cheerful but he mustn't give in to the happy feeling, he must keep his guard up.
He quietly bows a bit and walks inside the home, keeping a stern look on his face. "Meow~" a fluffy orange cat comes walking in through the hallway to greet a new friend. "Ahh sorry this is my cat Oyen, he's not usually friendly with strangers but he came to meet you!" Mal let's out a nervous laugh apologising for the unprofessionalism.
"I uhh It's okay!" Singa returns the laugh, fuck he just lost his cool, he can't lie, he has a soft spot for animals, especially to this fluffy cat. "This way, I have prepared dinner!" Mal guides Singa to the dining area, Singa sat down at the end of the table and set down his briefcase. Calculating when he's going to strike.
"I have made my own special! Chicken rendang and some taugeh since we need some nutrition! What would you like to drink?" Mal grabs two glass from the cabinet and turns to Singa. "Just some plain water would be nice." Mal nodded and poured out two glasses of water, he set one glass in front of Singa and the other on his end. Mal sat down on his end of the table, they're now sitting in total opposites. "Dig in!"
Singa seems hesitant, the food could be poisoned for all he knows, the underground isn't as cheerful as it looks and a person like Mal could be manipulating him. "Haiya if you're wondering if I have any intention to hurt you, I don't." Mal grabs a piece of meat from the plate and eats it, no reaction. Singa blinked in acknowledgement, he guess he could indulge in a bit. "Thanks for the food." he grabs a piece of meat to his plate of rice and starts to devour.
"You know I actually like to catch sea cucumbers in my free time." Mal brings up trying to start a conversation. Singa's ears perked up, listening. "They're so cute, jiggly and tasty!" Singa's eyebrow raised on the sudden info. "Sure?"
"Ahh my apologies, I just want to start a conversation" Mal let's out an awkward laugh, the room is filled with silence again, until Mal coughed. "I... Ehem I think you're really good looking too..." Singa choked on his rice "Ehhhh! I'm so sorry for that I-" Singa quickly grabs a glass of water and chugged it down. "That came out of nowhere, are we here to discuss business or to flirt." Singa grabs a napkin and gently wipes his mouth. Sweats are forming out of his face, oh god this is turning to a new direction, no matter how many experience he has, this is his first time being flirted on in an assassination mission.
"Well you're quite fond of animals, short, slender and slim, you also seem pretty nice for a guy who works in this business!" Mal rests his head on his hand as he finishes his meal, his smile is piercing through Singa's heart. "W.. Well I do get that quite a lot aha.." Singa's face start to blush, although he just got called short, it has a hint of endearance within those words.
"Got a girlfriend?" Singa shakes his head. "Wife?" no "Partner?" no "Affairs?" no "Sex partners?" Singa nervously laughs out and denies all of it, he's starting to losing it. "Oh! Are you gay??" Singa chokes again, not that he IS gay, he does occasionally finds his boss and some co workers attractive but it doesn't mean he's gay. "Oh there's nothing wrong with being gay, I just want to know what you like!" Mal once again pierces his overly positive attitude through Singa's heart. "W.. Well I'm not necessarily y'know.. Gay but I do find some men attractive." Singa keeps his composure reminding himself that it's a business meeting yet no business talk has ever occurred, what is up with this cat-like mafia boss acting like he's on a date! A mafia boss acting un-mafia boss like, truly a first in his life and unfortunately the last in his life.
"Sir I'd like to remind you that we're here to discuss drug routes, so if you don't mind me, I'm just trying to do my work." He bites through his tongue, he wished he can hang out more. It's as if Singa has forgotten that he needs to kill this man. "Oh sure! Let's get to the bottom of this!" Mal cheerfully responds, sending Singa another cupid arrow straight to his heart.