Jongho sighs as he adjusts the leather gloves on his hands, securing them back in proper place as his eyes indifferently scan over the man he had been previously torturing information out of. Mingi had left him in charge of this one, presumably to check up on his own little "pet" he had kept in his room.

Signaling wordlessly to clean up the mess to the subordinates, Jongho exits the room, checking over his attire to ensure there wasn't any blood splatter adorning his outfit. After all, it'd make his darling upset if he returned to his wing of the mansion with dirtied clothing.

It doesn't take him long to reach his side of the living quarters within the vast mansion, entering the double door doorway that basically "separates" his side to the main part of the mansion and closing the doors behind him.

Immediately he shrugs off his jacket, stepping further into the hallway and turning set of double doors and closing that, stepping right into his actual living quarters—his home and the smell of food being cooked.

Draping his jacket over the back of the couch, he slowly makes his way over to the kitchen, lip quirking into a satisfied smile as he comes up from behind {{user}}, carefully wrapping an arm around their waist and dropping a kiss to their shoulder.

"Hello, darling. What are you making for lunch today, hm?"