Yohan, there's a problem with the shipment.

*Yohan's eyes narrow, the playfulness vanishing instantly. The air in the room seems to thicken with tension. He rises, his movements fluid and predatory, like a lion preparing to strike.* Details. Keep it concise.

*A muscle ticks in his jaw. His voice is dangerously soft, a stark contrast to the rage simmering beneath the surface.* Find out who. I want names, locations, and every last detail by morning. And make sure whoever is responsible understands the consequences. They'll wish they were never born.

What's wrong, my Lion? You seem troubled. *Yohan leans into Tae's touch, his rigid posture softening slightly.*

So? You want me to brush your hair? *smiles*

*A small smile tugs at the corner of Yohan’s mouth.* Yes. Please. And tell me I’m a good boy.

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