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I woke up to the sound of busy streets. Honking, and also, the sunlight is shining right into our room. I scanned the room to realize my head was on Mark's arm.
God, I feel so sorry for him. His arms must've felt numb and cramped.
I immediately get up slowly from lying on the bed and continue scanning the room.
I had minimal to no memories of what happened last night.
But the scattered clothes around the room, including our phones on the floor, and a piece of condom packaging on the floor, explains everything.
I sat on the bed with my legs folded before chuckling softly.
I glanced at Mark, who was still sleeping and decided to get out of bed and grab my phone and Mark's phone on the floor first. I looked at the time, and my eyes went wide.
It was already nearly 12 pm. Just 20 minutes left. My jaw dropped, and I exhaled.
I quickly picked up our clothes on the floor and put them in the laundry basket. After that, I escaped into the bathroom to freshen up.
I cleaned from head to toe. My hair till the end of my toe. All cleaned up fully. Scrubbed. Exfoliate fully. Moisturize and everything else. I did a whole full wash-up. Didn't leave anything else.
After showering, I only put my bathrobe on and got out of the bathroom. Mark was already awake and was on his phone when I got out of the bathroom. He turned to me when he heard the door open.
"Had a good sleep?" I asked him with a smile.
"One of the best sleep I've ever had," he replied hoarsely.
"Are you sick, or is it just your morning voice?" I asked him when I heard his voice.
"Morning voice," he replied and chuckled.
I took my makeup bag from my luggage and put it on the vanity table.
"I'm ordering in-room lunch. What do you want for lunch?" Mark asked me.
"I want waffles with whipped cream. Iced chocolate. A salad. And granola with yoghurt," I told him. He looked at me, expressionless. I chuckled.
"Gimme the phone. I'll order," I said to him.
He slowly got up from bed and handed me the room phone. While I was ordering our lunch food, his hands started to wrap around my shoulders, questionably rubbing my shoulders.
I look at him through the mirror, and he smirks. I gave him a warning look, and he gave up. Both hands were in the air, and he walked into the bathroom.
After ordering lunch, I do my daily face routine after cleaning up in the morning. From the start to the end took me less than 10 minutes. I don't wear a lot of face products. Toner, moisturizer, serum and sunscreen. That's all.
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"You two should see the internet today. It's blowing up."
I chuckled while chewing my salad.
"Photos of Sunny and Mark dancing at the after party went viral after they were spotted in a famous celeb's photo background."
"So basically, they were taking photos, and the two of you were included in the photo, in the background. That's what it is."
I looked at Mark, and he was chill. Just nodding.
"Well, I suggest we let them think what they want. Our company? Just comment that they don't want anything to do with their artists' personal life. It's that easy," I said.
"Then Dispatch will be on the two of you's tail when you reach Seoul. Definitely," Yu-jin replied.
I raised my eyebrows and shook my head, "At least him. He's getting tailed on." I referred to Mark, who was eating as if he wasn't listening to the whole conversation.
"Well, the two of you will be tailed on," Mark's manager said.
"Well, I'm going back Kota Kinabalu. So, not Dispatch. But if they have a lot of money, they would be going to KK to find me, I guess," I said before sipping my iced chocolate.
"That's why you two must be more cautious of your surroundings. Don't go out alone. Especially with both, your fans are kinda having a feud over your unknown relationship right here," Mark's manager said.
"Feud?" I asked after I gulped another sip of my iced chocolate.
"Yeah, some are fighting over you two."
I snorted, "As if they have the right to choose my future."
"Sometimes, these fans are really annoying," Yu-jin said.
"Yeah. They are really disrespectful and immature," I added.
"Only time can prove if they can grow mature or not," Yu-jin sighed.
