𝗛𝗢𝗧 | 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗰𝗸 || 𝗔𝗠𝗕𝗪

𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙢

As the days passed, Mark found himself increasingly feeling like he was sharing his job with Haechan.

Everywhere he turned, Haechan seemed to be by Hope's side, and it wasn't long before their constant presence began to feel awkward.

One afternoon, Mark walked in on a private moment between Hope and Haechan, catching them in a passionate embrace.

His exasperated reaction was met with apologies from Hope and a cheeky retort from Haechan, leaving Mark feeling like an intruder in his own job.

"Oh my gawd, will you two find a more personal space?" Mark exclaimed, his tone a mixture of frustration and amusement.

Hope's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she pulled away from Haechan, shooting Mark an apologetic look.

"Sorry, Mark," she said sheepishly.

Haechan, on the other hand, seemed unfazed by Mark's interruption.

"Nobody told you to walk in, but okay," he replied casually.

Mark rolled his eyes at Haechan's nonchalant response.

"Hope, he's my bodyguard. Of course, he can walk in anytime," she reasoned, coming to Haechan's defense.

Haechan raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in his eye.

"So if you were getting head, he could walk in too then?" he quipped, his tone playful.

Mark recoiled in disgust, his face contorting in horror at the graphic image.

"Ewww," he exclaimed, unable to hide his discomfort.

Hope shook her head, shooting Haechan a warning look

"Ignore him. But what time do we all show up for that reality show?" she asked, swiftly changing the subject.

Mark checked his watch, mentally calculating the time.

"Two hours," he replied, his tone businesslike.

"And you wanna go looking like that?" Haechan teased, gesturing towards Mark's current attire.

Mark raised an eyebrow, shooting Haechan a pointed look.

"Of course not. I'll be changing once I get there, like the rest of you two," he retorted.

Hope's eyes lit up with excitement as she suggested, "We should wear matching outfits then!"

Mark balked at the idea. "We are not twins," he protested, his tone incredulous.

But Hope was undeterred, her enthusiasm unwavering.

"Come on, y'all. It'll be fun," she insisted, her eyes pleading with them to go along with her idea.

Haechan glanced at Mark with a smirk.

"Where would we even get matching outfits in time?" he asked, skeptical of Hope's proposal.

Hope grinned mischievously, revealing a secret she had been keeping.

"What if I told y'all I already bought them?" she revealed, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

Mark sighed in resignation, realizing that there was no escaping Hope's enthusiasm.

"Oh God, so no option to say no," he muttered, resigned to his fate.