Noah thought of what his boss wanted from him. He lowered his head more as he thought it through even more. He shook off the uncomfortable feeling of him firing himself but there was no way his boss would fire him. He was too good at his job. He started to follow his boss to the stairs, looking around at the training area. Even though Noah worked solely he still had a few neutral friends at the building. He turned to look at his boss but he wasn't going to directly look at him. He stood there in the elevator like a stone, not even a muscle moving. He knew how rough his boss can be and he was very intimidating. He shook the feeling off as he stood next to his boss, slightly scared of what he had in mind but didn't show any emotions.

The boss took out on of his slender hands as he clicked the very bottom button. Where only him is allowed to pressed. The elevator ding, as the doors closed then it moved down. "Good work." He spoke gently as they were now alone. His back leaned against the bar as he closed his eyes as he felt comfortable around his best assassin.

Noah took deep breaths as he felt slightly comfortable when his boss pressed the bottom button on the elevator. He wasn't a profiler but he was good at reading people's emotions and feelings and knew his boss was in a somewhat better mood than what he expected. Once the elevator dinged he followed his boss to the bar. Sure he's rarely down here with his boss, well more than rarely. He definitely doesn't come in the bar with his boss often. He slowly walked up to the bar, seeing a bartender there. Noah took off his mask and gently and slowly removed his hoodie. He rarely, if not ever let's anyone see his full face so his boss was in for a real treat. He ordered a shot and drank it straight up, but he didn't order anymore alcohol since he didn't want to over do it in front of his boss. He didn't say anything to him as he took off his shirt, the air conditioning was barley working and with a huge amount of global warming through out the years, the air was beginning to become so much warmer than what it used to be. He revealed his torso with his rock hard abs and his scars on his back. He had no interest in showing off his body to his boss but this time was an exception.

The boss didn't go near the bar as he really doesn't drink but heads to a booth in the corner but stops when he saw Unknown taking off his shirt which made him head to the bar as he sat down a a stool. He turned his eyes at the bartender as he nods his head sharply at him. Which was a signal to leave. The bartender nodded with bowed head as he left. Now that they were alone. Out of the corner of the boss eyes he saw Unknowns abs and the scars. "Sadly we don't have anyone to fix the air conditioner." He saw the empty shot as he pulled out a cigarette from his coat, turning away from looking at Unknowns torso, but his eyes does take a glance at his handsome face.

Noah groaned slightly as the warm heat hit his open scar on his arm, he got it when he was running, a pocket knife sticking out of someone's pocket. The cut finally stopped bleeding but it still hurt, but there was no way he was showing any signs of weakness to his boss, not now at least. He heard want his boss had said about the air conditioning and made a growling sound, not too loud to where it would disturb the boss though. "The air conditioning is fine, plus…" His eyes quickly glanced at his bosses eyes, quickly examining his emotions and feelings. Then he continued what he was saying, "It seems like you enjoy looking at me. You should feel special, your the only one who I've revealed my full face and abs to." Noah tugged a slight grin on his face before sitting down slowly, watching as his boss smoked a cigarette.

The boss gave a small grin but it wasn't noticable unless your eyes were sharp at seeing small details. He took a drag from his cigarette before taking it out and blowing it out. He heard what Unknown said but spoke using the assassin's name. "Noah, give me your arm." As his gaze went to Noahs face. He had noticed the red from when he took off his shirt. He put the cig into the cigarettes bowl as he sets it there. His gaze found Noah's, as he commented. "Your body is pretty damn nice to look at. Nah, ain't special." His hand was outstretched to have Noah give him his arm.

Noah slightly shifted in discomfort when his boss asked him to give him his arm. It was something he wasn't used to but there was something he felt and it felt good for once. He slowly reached his arm out towards his boss, he trusted him in many ways and in this moment, he needed to trust him. He couldn't help but blush the slightest when his boss said those words about his body. He did wonder what his boss was going to do with his arm though. He looked down, not daring to look up with his golden eyes.

The boss saw him as he moved his arm towards his hand. He gently grabbed the arm of Noah, as his thumb does circles while his other hand gently touched the small wound, to wipe away the blood with his shirt sleeve instead of his jacket sleeve. "You do know your the only one who can look at me, your head doesn't need to be down when we are alone, Noah." As he begins to take out a needle and thread to stitched the wound up when he had cleaned the blood.

Noah groaned in pain, the sharp and tingling feeling came through his palm. He started breathing heavily as he caught onto what his boss was doing. He started to lighten up but not much, "Yes sir." He had a small smile on his face, but not much. He looked up at him, he didn't have many feelings to feel but there was a new one he just thought he unlocked. He pushed that feeling away though, this wasn't the time to explore his feelings now. He sat still as his boss stitched him up, it didn't hurt bad but it still hurt.

The boss was done doing the stitches as he was also feeling the affect of the heat as he released Noah's arm. As he took off his jacket putting it on the bar, as he pulled down his shirt collar showing his snake tattoo. He chuckled lowly when he heard Noahs breathing heavily. He turned his attention towards the cig as the light went out in it. As he took a deep breath in, before getting up as he walks towards a room, which was his office. "Come." His korean voice spoke out as he opens his office door walking inside, leaving it open. He went to his fan, to turn it on to flow air. As he sits down in his chair.