chapter 8

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you want me still,
but i don't want you now
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I unconsciously let out a sigh as we all eat the food cooked by Taehyun and Yeonjun. I forced Beomgyu to appreciate their efforts, and invite them to eat as well. He followed by advice nicely, and it surprised the two evidently. I was happy to see them talking more to each other like they are each other's closest friends again.  However, the sigh took everyone's attention that I cursed myself for doing that.

"Don't worry, Ryujin. We know that Beomgyu is a handful," Yeonjun comments on my behavior. Taehyun laughed with Yeonjun, while Beomgyu glared at the both of them. I shook my head to defend that it was not the case.

I checked my wrist watch, and it was time for me to leave the shop. "I have to leave now, gentlemen. I have a wedding to plan, and a groom to replace."

Beomgyu choked on his food, Taehyun spilled water to the sink from his mouth, and Yeonjun had his mouth hanging open. These men cannot take a joke.

"I love the man very much. I cannot possibly replace him," I roll my eyes as I say these words.

"Ryujin, we have not seen each other for so long. How should we know that your sense of humor never changed?" Yeonjun asks, rubbing the temples of his head in frustration. I think he's going to be hypertensive any moment.

"I can ccompany you to the expo," Beomgyu suddenly offered.

If Yeonjun's going to have a high blood pressure, I, on the other hand, will have a heart attack. "You have training, dummy," Yeonjun says.

"In 4 hours? What do you want me to do in four whole hours?!" Beomgyu replies, his mouth pouting, and shoulders slumped down. He looks like a high school boy again.

"Write a fucking song? The management's been pressing me about it. You haven't finished your title track for your comeback."

I catch Beomgyu glance at me, but he breaks it, and replied to Yeonjun. "I lack inspiration."

"The wedding expo might inspire me. The management wants a love song afterall," Beomgyu says with a serious tone. He stands from his seat, and asks my permission if they all can join him. Taehyun immediately reacted to his words. He was suddenly included in the plan.

"I gotta back out, I have to see someone," Taehyun said, waving his hands, bidding us goodbye.

"Someone with a surname of Lee, I assume?" Beomgyu teases, and I perfectly knew what he meant. I may not have seen the man for a long time, but I have heard a lot about him from a close friend of mine with the surname of Lee.

"Fine. You will accompany her to the expo. I'll only drive you there with Ryujin's car, so the journalists won't chase us. Don't be dumb to remove your disguise. I swear you've given me enough headaches this year, and it only just started!"

Beomgyu was about to open his mouth, but Yeonjun shuts him while looking at his phone. Beomgyu sighs, and looks at me and smiled. He took his phone, and mine vibrated from my pocket.

Beomgyu: I want to skip training :>

Ryujin: I don't care

Beomgyu: Help me T^T

Ryujin: NO. It's your job.

I stood up from my chair, and made my way to the door. Beomgyu's eyes follows me. I could feel his begging gaze. I grunted, and turned around to face him. "Are you going or not?"

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