I pulled away, "You have a girlfriend", I paused getting off of him and pulling up the straps of my tank top and bra, "You love her... The girl you've been with. She's the one for you. What you have for me is lust and you shouldn't be cheating on Mi...
After giving Yoongi everything he needed to get rid of his marks of love, I sat on the sofa in the living room and started to work on my presentation for the meetings I had to come. I started to work and soon enough I was asleep.
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I woke up to the sound of Jimin's voice, "Awwwww she looks like a little mochi," he exclaimed.
"I wouldn't say that," Yoongi said. I looked around and took into account the odd surroundings. That was when I realized that I had fallen asleep in the living room. I pouted at the situation as my cheeks turned a light red. I got up carrying my laptop, "Get ready for the shoot," I said to the boys who were on the couch. I walked up the stairs and went into my room.
Still embarrassed, I went to the bathroom and did my morning routine. I took a shower and got ready. I wore a pair of black jeans and a cute blouse.
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Checking the time, I ran down the stairs. "Skyla we need to leave," I said breathlessly. She nodded and we both left the room.
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Our car pulled up in front of the studio for the photoshoot. Skyla and I got out of the car and made our way inside. We were greeted by a few of the makeup artists as we made our way inside. I sat on one of the couches as Skyla talked to our designer. As we both started getting the area ready, Namjoon, Taehyung, Yoongi, Jimin, Hoseok, Jin, and Jungkook walked in.
"You know... It's like we need to do everything if we want them to be perfect," Skyla said as I nodded in agreement while fixing the setting of the camera for the photo shoot.
Soon enough all the guys came out and we started the photo shoot.
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"A little to the right..." Skyla yelled as Hoseok posed, "Nope, a little to the left."
"I don't think it's the way he's standing," commented the photographer.
"You're right," I butted in. "I think it's the tie," I said as both of the others nodded. The photographer halted his photos as I walked towards Hoseok.
"I need to fix your tie," I said. He nodded his head. I noticed that the other boys were starting to file outside the dressing room for the group shoot. I pulled him down by his tie since I was far shorter than him. Instead of his head moving closer to me, he tripped and both of us tipped over and fell.
"Ow," I commented. Hoseok quickly got up off of me and held his hand out for me to hold.
"Sorry," he said.
"It's okay," I said and started to fix his tie again. This time I lightly tugged at his tie and he moved his body closer to mine. I quickly put both my hands on his tie and started to mess with it to see which way it would look the best. I took a step back to see if I was satisfied with its positioning. To my great luck, there was a wire stretching from the equipment to the other end of the room. I started to lose my balance and started to tip backward when a warm pair of arms made their way around my waist saving me from my fall. I looked up to see Hoseok with a smirk making way onto his face.
"Oh, I'm sorry," I said straitening myself out as his hands were still around my waist.
"It's fine," he said, as his eyes found their way into mine. We looked at each other for what seemed like an eternity. We were so close it was unhealthy, thankfully my phone rang, knocking both of us out of our daze.
I walked away from the area of the shoot and took out my phone. To my surprise, there were two missed calls from Mark. I quickly called him back.
"Hey cutie," Mark answered.
"Hey... Ummm yeah, you called," I said as my nervousness kicked in.
"Yeah, I wanted to ask if you were free tonight," he paused, "You know so we could go out."
"I'd love that," I said putting the phone to my ear.
"I'll pick you up tonight at 8?" he questioned. "And wear something fancy."
"Yeah that would be perfect," I replied. I hung up and walked back toward the area of the photoshoot.
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"Perfect," said the photographer, "That would be the last shot for the day." I looked down and checked the time on my watch.
"7:07," I said to Skyla. "OH SHIT!!! 7:07!!" I yelled.
"Yes 7:07," she said looking at me, "May I know why you are so excited."
"My date with Mark is at 8," I practically yelled, as her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open.
"You only have like 50 minutes to get home, take a shower, get dressed and put on makeup so you don't look ugly," she started to rant.
"Why do I need that much?" I asked.
"You are going on a date with Mark fucking Tuan," she yelled, "You might need more."
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"Skyla," I whined, "Do I need to wear this?" I questioned looking down at the clothes she had laid on the bed. There it was a black crop top and a beige skirt paired with black heels and a cute clutch.
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"You will look gorgeous," she assured.
"Fine," I replied starting to like the idea of the outfit she had picked out.
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I had gotten ready; my hair was pulled back into a messy bun and my makeup was done.
"Remarkable," Skyla said.
"I feel like I'm in high school again," I paused, "And I don't like the feeling." Skyla continued to fix my hair and "puff" my dress. "What time is it?" I asked.
"It's time," she said.
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I walked out of the house and there he was: Mark Tuan in a suit.
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He held a bouquet of roses and behind him was a limousine. Both my eyes had popped out of their sockets.
"Stunning," he commented, as I approached him.
"You didn't need to do this much," I said.
"You'll see why," he said giving me his sweetest smile.
