When a makeup artist gets the opportunity to work with her favorite idol.
"Is that me?"
"..huh?"
"On your lock screen. That's me right?"
"What? Uh, no."
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Started: 8/31/2024
Finished: -
Idol au
In fact, she wasn't dealing with it. She was stressing over it.
"How am I supposed to respond to that?!" Areum groaned, pacing back and forth in the living room, her hands pulling at her hair in frustration.
Harin shook her head, watching her friend's frantic pacing. "Reum, you've been asking me the same question for an hour."
Areum stopped mid step, eyes wide. "Should I just block him? What if I'm making him uncomfortable now that he knows I'm a fan?"
Harin raised an eyebrow with a little smile at her friend's cluelessness. "Areum, babe. He's just teasing you."
Areum hesitated, biting her lip. "Would it be weird if I just leave him on seen?"
Harin snorted, crossing her arms with an amused grin. "You've already left him on seen for three days! At this point, are you ever going to answer the poor guy?"
"I don't know," Areum sighed, dramatically flopping onto the couch and landing right on top of Harin, sprawling out as if the rest of the couch didn't exist.
Harin gasped, looking down at her friend, whose head had taken up residence in her lap. "Seriously? There's a whole couch, and you choose my lap? Scoot over."
"No. You're my emotional support animal," Areum declared with a grin. "And I desperately need my emotional support animal right now. Jeno is gonna be the death of me."
Harin rolled her eyes, though a smile tugged at her lips. "You're such a pain."
"I know," Areum replied, her laugh muffled as she nestled closer. "But you love me anyway."
Just as Areum was starting to feel a hint of calm from all the chaos, her phone buzzed, making her heart stop as her face went pale.
Harin noticed her expression immediately. "Want me to check it for you?"
Areum nodded, almost too quickly, not wanting to face the notification herself.
Harin picked up the phone, lying flat on the couch, and squinted at the screen.
"Who is it?" Areum asked nervously. "Is it Jeno again?"
Harin's brows furrowed as she examined the notification. "It's from an unknown number. Did you... forget to save Jeno's contact?"
"No, I saved his contact earlier," Areum said, meaning that it wasn't Jeno who texted her but someone else. Areum grabbed her phone from Harin's hands, her curiosity and anxiety spiking as she opened the message to see who it could possibly be.
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