seok gyu hoon

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"You okay?" Jihoon looks up and sees the worried eyes from Seokmin and Mingyu who are eating in front of him.

"Kanina ka pa diyan nakatingin sa screen mo? May balita bang hindi ka natuwa? Well, onti lang naman nakakita sa atin dito." Mingyu says chewing on his food as Seokmin's eyebrows furrowed not leaving his gaze from Jihoon.

"Tanga, ano naman if may nakakita sa'ting tatlo? Lagi naman tayo magka—" Mingyu slaps Seokmin's thigh as the latter yelps silently making Jihoon chuckle— finally.

"I mean, Jihoon rarely goes out, di'ba? Gusto mo bang kumaripas nanaman nang takbo 'to pag pinalibutan tayo ng fans?" Mingyu says not looking up from his food as he explains. Jihoon rolls his eyes as he takes a bite from his pasta.

"That only happened once," Jihoon mutters, "I was a rookie back then and hindi naman fans tinakbuhan ko." He laughs at himself feeling the bitterness that comes out from his mouth.

"Anyway," Seokmin breaks the silence that's been building up around them, "I have a recording pa ng 2 pm, kaya bilisan na na'tin please," he says, pouting as Mingyu shakes his head in adoration.

Jihoon looks at the last notification he received from his messenger until another notif comes out. He sighs.

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