Haechan opened his eyes as he heard the black haired boy's footsteps approaching the living room.
He opened his eyes as he sat up looking at the male who didn't even bother looking at his direction was he proceeded to put on his shoes and coat.
Haechan sighed as he stood up following the latter towards the front door as he also put on his shoes and opened the front walking towards his car, with the other soon following behind.
The car ride was pretty awkward since Mark just looked outside the window without uttering a single word.
Haechan was kinda done with the other's childish behavior so decided to ignore the latter for now.
They finally arrived at the studio where fans stood outside, screaming and yelling as soon as their car approached their destination.
"Shit." Haechan mumbled as he saw the security struggling to keep them in a save distance.
Without saying anything, the brunette stepped out and soon all the cameras started to flash as the boy silently cursed hearing the annoying sounds over and over again.
He opened Mark's door and looked at the latter as he stepped out and soon the yelling escalated and the security started to scream and push the crowd back trying to keep their distance.
"Hurry." Haechan mumbled as he slightly pulled Mark with him towards the entrance.
"Woah! Who's that?"
"So handsome!"
"Who is he?"
"Mark!"
Haechan ignored all of it as they quickly entered the huge building.
"You forgot you mask." Mark mumbled as he walked past the brunette
Haechan's hand quickly shot up to his face as he cursed under his breath. He knew he forgot something, but couldn't get a hold of it.
Fuck, how long he had been covering his face from the media only to end up exposing his face like this.
He brushed it off, thinking that his fans would've probably only focused on capturing Mark only.
The younger walked in the room where the black haired as getting ready for the shoot, as he sat down on one of the seats placed in the corner.
He scanned through the schedule for the day, not noticing the stare of a certain boy through the huge mirror reflection infront of him.
Mark bit his lip as he stared at the brunette sitting behind him.
He looked different today, a neatly white dress up shirt tugged into black jeans with a black leather jacket on top of it.
His brown locks a bit messy resting on his forehead, as the latter every now and then brushed his fingers through it pushing them back.
"Can you close your eyes for a second?" The stylist suddenly asked as the older quickly averted his gaze clearing his throat realizing that he head been staring.
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Mark stood there waiting until the director tells him where he needs to sit for the shoot.
Haechan soon joined him standing next to him, biting his lower lip as he was reading the script.
"Did you memorize it?" Haechan mumbled not looking up.
"Yeah, kind off." Mark replied
Haechan looked up finally meeting his eyes with the other.
"Are you serious? Read it again until you're sure you know everything! Dude I'm going to end up in trouble if you make a mistake!" The brunette scolded a little as he passed the script to the boy.
"Maybe you deserve to be scolded." Mark replied his face serious now.
"Really? Good to know. Cause if I get scolded, I'll drag you down with me." The younger replied
"Yeah make yourself believe that." The older replied
The shoot was going pretty good, when Mark accidentally made a mistake, forgetting what he was supposed to say.
His mind completely blacked out as he looked helplessly through the camera crew, looking for Haechan but the brunette was nowhere to be seen.
Haechan on the other hand was on the phone with a staff planning the arrangement of the event for tomorrow, obvious about what was going on inside the set.
When the brunette was done he walked back inside walking towards Mark.
"Let's go." Haechan mumbled as he quickly walked towards the exit.
The rushed inside the car as Haechan drove back home.
Haechan's phone rung and Mark only nervously bit his lip.
"Hello, with Haechan." The younger answered picking up
"Have you seen the live show?" He heard his boss ask
Haechan gulped as he quickly glanced over at Mark who was fidgeting with his fingers.
"Uh, No sir. I was busy at that time." Haechan replied too nervous.
"Busy with what?!" The male asked raising his voice.
Haechan gulped as he bit his lip.
"I-I was trying to figure out where to sell the merchandise for the event tomorrow." The younger replied as he finally had reached Mark's house.
"How many fucking times do I have to tell you to stick with him nomatter what?! What didn't you get about that? Huh?" The man yelled again
"I apologize sir. It won't happen again." Haechan replied feeling his insides boil.
"Cancel the vlive for today. Reflect on your mistake today, both of you! Also what the fuck was that show of yesterday about?! The director told me he had to cut off a part when they asked them to dance. Mark was grinding on who?!"
Haechan sighed as he brushed his hair back.
"He didn't. That girl did, and Mark just moved away from her." The brunette replied frustrated
"Then why the hell did the camera capture the event that took place behind the scenes. He clearly didn't dislike it did he? Did something happen? Tell me now or else you'll end up in bigger trouble." The male warned
"I'm sorry to say this, but he isn't a robot or something and it's not like a grown up who isn't allowed to have any kind of sexual release would be able to keep his hormones down while in that situation. And no nothing happened, that girl left as soon as the shoot ended."
"Oh if you're so worried about his situation why don't you help him?! Stop fucking spending your time on useless arguments and do your job right or else I'll hire someone else to do it for you."
Haechan clenched his jaw was he massaged his temples closing his eyes.
"I understand." The younger replied
After afew more minutes of apologizing and getting scolded, the male finally ended the call.
Mark just sat there feeling bad for the latter.
"You can go." Haechan mumbled taking off his jacket throwing it in the back seat.
"I-I'm-" Mark started
"Forget it. Rest well, tomorrow you're performing 6 songs." Haechan replied leaning back against the seat.
Mark sighed again as he nodded stepping out of the car.
He stepped inside as he plopped his body down on the couch leaving a heavy sigh.
He felt like a dick now. He didn't mean to actually mess up and forget the actual things he had to say while filming.
He felt like an idiot now.
Haechan probably thinks that he did it on purpose.
A loud groan left his lips as he ruffled his hair frustrated.
He'll make it up tomorrow, somehow.
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Take care lovelies.
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