After they had broken up, they tried to better themselves and they did, putting up and handling 2 successful modelling agencies.
But there was a slight problem, the 2 modelling agencies are fighting for the number 1 spot.
How will they handle this w...
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❛ maybe confessing was a big mistake, because now i'm standing here all alone. ❜
— unknown
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N A Y E O N
I woke up to Taehyung lightly nudging my arm, "Nayeon."
I was shocked to see him at my house especially after our heated argument at my office, "Nayeon-Eonnie! Let's eat! Mina and Namjoon made breakfast, just don't look at your kitchen," Chaeyoung interrupted.
I sat up from my couch and felt an instant pang of pain on my forehead. It was like my head was swelling and was about to burst. I muttered a curse, Taehyung only looked and walked away.
"Oh shit, we drank a lot," I looked at the dozens of glass bottles on the coffee table that trailed to the floor.
"Only you and Chaeyoung did. Someone had to stay sober y'know!" Namjoon shouted while Mina scolded him for adding too much salt on the scrambled egg, "How can you ruin a simple egg?" Chaeyoung then laughed at him to see him being lectured by her girlfriend.
Taehyung came back with a glass of water and painkillers. I took them and downed the glass of water, hell knew the pain this stupid headache was giving me.
"I was surprised to see you drink that much Eonnie," Mina gave Taehyung a tray of hangover soup.
Chaeyoung asked, "Where'd you learn to drink that much Eonnie?" Taehyung was staying quiet while he blew on the hot spoon filled with soup.
"I don't know," I looked at Taehyung who was kept focused by the hot broth, "I just think, I was holding in something for so long," He fed me which I declined.
"Eat," He briefly demanded, I've never heard that tone come from him. It was like he was angry and yet somehow it felt like he cared.
I heard murmurs from behind but I only cared how Taehyung looked. His eyebrows wrinkled together, his eyes looked dead like he didn't want to stay here. Before I could even sip on the soup. I said without thinking.
"Leave."
He looked at me wide-eyed, "What?"
"Mina called you didn't she?" He fell silent and placed the tray on the coffee table, "Look just because she called me doesn't mean I was forced to come."
"But if she didn't call you would you have come?" He broke eye-contact and stayed quiet, "That's what I thought."
I stood up, yet like usual the pills hadn't taken effect yet, I stumbled but I was quick to pick myself up, "You all should go back home. I have work an hour from now and I can't be late."
