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Jaemin and Hope’s latest photoshoot had taken the internet by storm. Their chemistry was palpable, the photos exuding a mix of elegance and raw sensuality. As the images spread across social media, fans couldn't get enough, but not everyone was thrilled.

In the cozy living room of their shared apartment, Haechan and Mark sat scrolling through their phones, unable to escape the flood of comments and reposts. The tension in the room was thick, both of them clearly affected by the attention Hope and Jaemin were receiving.

“Did you see this one?” Haechan mumbled, showing Mark a particularly intimate shot of Jaemin and Hope.

Mark's jaw tightened. “Yeah, I saw. It’s all anyone can talk about.”

Haechan sighed, tossing his phone onto the couch. “I know it’s just a photoshoot, but still...”

Mark nodded in agreement. “Yeah, it’s getting under my skin too.”

Meanwhile, in the studio, Jaemin was basking in the afterglow of the successful shoot, feeling confident and pleased with the positive reception. However, his mood was quickly soured when Jeno approached him, an intense look in his eyes.

Jeno didn’t waste any time. “Jaemin, what the hell was that yesterday? You had no right to lecture me.”

Jaemin raised an eyebrow, keeping his cool. “I was just being honest. Someone needed to say it.”

Jeno stepped closer, his voice low and angry. “You’re one to talk. Look at you, all over Hope in those photos. You think you’re any better?”

Jaemin’s calm facade cracked slightly. “It’s work, Jeno. There’s a difference.”

Jeno scoffed. “Sure, keep telling yourself that. But we both know there’s more to it.”

Before Jaemin could respond, Renjun appeared, sensing the rising tension. “What’s going on here?”

Jaemin glanced at Renjun, then back at Jeno. “Just a difference of opinion.”

Jeno’s eyes narrowed. “Your opinion sucks. You think you’re so righteous, but you’re just as bad as me.”

Renjun stepped between them, his voice firm. “Enough, both of you. This isn’t the place for this. We need to focus on the work, not personal vendettas.”

Jeno glared at Renjun. “You always have to play the peacemaker, don’t you?”

Renjun met his gaze evenly. “Someone has to. We’re all supposed to be professionals here.”

Jeno shook his head in frustration. “Whatever. I’m done with this.”

Without another word, Jeno turned and stormed out of the studio, leaving Jaemin and Renjun standing in the lingering tension.

Back at the apartment, Hope walked in, sensing the unease between Haechan and Mark. “Hey, what’s going on?”

Mark looked up, trying to keep his tone light. “Just... dealing with the aftermath of your photoshoot.”

Hope sighed, sitting down between them. “I know it’s a lot, but it’s just for work. You guys know that, right?”

Haechan nodded slowly. “Yeah, we know. It’s just... hard not to feel a bit jealous.”

Hope smiled, reaching out to take their hands. “You two are everything to me. No photoshoot can change that.”

Mark squeezed her hand. “We trust you, Hope. It’s just... seeing it all out there, it’s tough.”

Hope leaned in, kissing them both gently. “We’ll get through this together. No more jealousy, okay?”

They nodded, feeling a sense of relief and solidarity. But they all knew the drama was far from over, especially with Jeno and Jaemin’s unresolved tension threatening to boil over.

As the night wore on, the three of them curled up together on the couch, finding comfort in their closeness. Despite the outside world’s chaos, they had each other, and that was what truly mattered.