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Chapter Fourteen

"Jisung, Chenle is your co-worker." Mark says and the younger nods. "I heard his laugh in the hallway." Jisung says calmly and Mark furrows his eyebrows and places his phone back on his ear as he walks away from the younger.

"And, how did it go?" Donghyuck says on the other line. "Easier then expected. He said that he heard Chenle's laugh in the hallway. What about Chenle?" "Haha, well?" Donghyuck scratches his nape as he eyes the slightly panicked younger. "He is slightly panicking but he'll handle it. But I have to hang up because a woman is going to show Chenle his own dressing room, since Chenle asked for one. Bye bye!! Love you!" Donghyuck smiles brightly.

"Sure, I love you too baby." Mark smiles and hangs up. "What are you doing?" Jisung says with furrowed eyebrows. "Huh? What?" Mark looks up. "You were smiling at your phone?" "Oh, I was calling Donghyuck, he's here with Chenle." "Ah, that explain sthe smile." Jisung smiles at his elder.

"Why are you smiling?" "Because I'm happy." "For what reason?" "I'm happy for your relationship with Donghyuck hyung." "Thanks."

"Park Jisung?" A female voice says and the male turns around. "Yeah?" "Here are your clothes, be in the main dressing room in ten." She says and leaves the room. "I'll be in the main dressing room searching for Donghyuck." Mark says as he slips his phone in his back pocket.

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"Breathe in and out, just be professional." Chenle mutters to himself as he enters the main dressing room when sees that Jisung isn't here yet. "Zhong Chenle? Come over here. I'm going to do your make up." The woman smiles and Chenle nods and sits down in the chair that is given to him. "I'm going to do light make up, are you okay with that?" She says and Chenle smiles and nods.

"Park Jisung, over here. I'll do your make up for today's shoot." Another voice says and Chenle keeps his eyes on his lap, not wanting to see how the younger looks. "You have such a perfect skin. I'm jealous." The woman that is doing Chenle's make up says and Chenle's cheeks warm up at the compliment.

He's still cute as fuck, Jisung thinks to himself when he sees the elder talking with the make up artist.

"I am eighteen." "You're one of the youngest Vogue cover models then." She smiles. "I'm not the youngest, but Jisung is. He is a year younger then me, I was born in November 2001 and he the fifth of February 2002."

Aw, he remembers my birthday, Jisung coo's mentally at the elder.

"Oh, so you two know each other?" "Yeah, we're kind off friends."

Ouch, friendzoned.

"Kind off friends, or just friends?" She raises an eyebrow at Chenle. "Sorry, we are just friends."

"Are you all done? I need my models!" A man in the door way says and the two women take a step back from their work. "Go follow, him. Good luck!" She smiles and Chenle thanks her before he quickly leaves the room before Jisung does.

"Okay, Jisung I want you to stand over there and Chenle, you need to stand behind him."

Chenle holds his breath when the director says to wrap his arms around Jisung's neck.

"Yes, now Jisung lean your head to the right, and Chenle lay your head on his shoulder, yes like that, perfect!" The director says. The lights switch off, and camera's start flashing.

Chenle takes a deep breath, which wasn't a good idea because now the smell of Jisung's intoxicating cologne enters his nose. He closes his eyes, remembering times where he'd smell this all night, and woke up with it.

"Jisung, I want you to stare into the camera, yes, just like that! Great job guys!"