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"Taehyung?" She pushed open the door, half out of breath and half anxious with worry. On the way back to the set, her thoughts on the mystery man faded and Taehyung's emergency phone call replaced it. Her heart was still racing when she opened her best friend's dressing room to be faced with a surprised makeup artist.
"Hey Jungha, have you seen Taehyung?" She huffed out, catching her breath but also looking frantically around the room for a second check.
The woman's facial expression blanked out at the mention of the currently missing model. "He came in here for 3 seconds and then zipped right out a few minutes ago."
So maybe not missing, but in crisis.
She blurted out a short "Thanks" before exiting the room, and then made a beeline towards the second place to look for the man on the set: Her dressing room.
She pushed her whole weight on the door and swung it open, her body ending up in the center of the room. Her eyes scanned the room for the gray haired man and ended up the on couch, where Kim Taehyung looked quite comfortable, stretched across the cushions. The man noticed her and brightened up, popping up from his previous position.
"Eunhee! You're here!" The man grinned brightly before patting the couch next to him. "Sit sit!"
She could only stare at the man in disbelief. She stayed standing and narrowed her eyes. "What exactly is the emergency here Tae?" She raised her brow and awaited for an answer.
Taehyung shrugged, lazily smiling. "The emergency? Oh I was just getting so lonely in here. Kyungmi was ignoring me so I had no one to talk to. It was a LARGE emergency."
Eunhee glanced at Kyungmi who seemed to have finished a bit of her work and was heading for a small break. She grinned and sent finger guns at Eunhee before slipping through the door, leaving her to deal with the toddler- Taehyung.
She turned back to face Taehyung who was glancing up at her with wide, expecting eyes, a glint of mischief behind his stare.
"Are you for real???" She scoffed in disbelief, exclaiming in frustration before slowly heading towards the couch.
"I really don't know why I'm friends with you." She sighed, rolling her eyes. She let Taehyung lean into her, his arm wrapping around her waist. His head drooped onto her shoulder, his weight pushing her smaller body down. She shrugged under the weight. "I don't even remember how I even became friends with you." She admitted, causing Taehyung to stiffen, but she hadn't noticed that.
"Do you remember?" She twisted her head the slightest, nudging the man.
"No, how could I remember? It's been almost 15 years now. Probably something over snacks- 8 year olds only think about snacks." He laughed, and although she noticed the small hesitation of the laugh, she shrugged it off.
