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ten sits at the corner of the practice room staring to a tripod left unattended. he walks lazily towards a laptop that is connected to the room's speaker and play up some music.

he danced to the rhythm lazily until yuta head inside the room. he sits on the couch in the room.

"did taeyong said anything ?" yuta asked.

*buzz*

incoming call
my scent fetish

"wait, theres a call kay .. yongie, hi," ten looks happy. "you'll be late ?" taeyong asked.
"no, i will have something to do at 4 but i won't do it too long, i miss you,"
"i just see your profile," said taeyong. "you look really great baby.."
"you look better than me yongie,"

...

"okay i'll come immediately at 5 ,"

taeyong hangs up. without any reason, ten feels tired. ten heads back to the practice room and walks weakly.

"you look sick, are you okay ?" yuta immediately realizes ten's condition. "you still drop easily ?"
"a little dizzy, im fine,"
"do you bring your medication ?" yuta asked.

"haven't have them for a year or two i guess," said ten. "you drop because of physical activity, that's why you never join pe class,"

ten nods in agreement.

its finally 4 and ten is in the midst of his photoshoot. yuta is there for checking the condition.

in the midst of short break, ten told yuta that taeyong will come.

"checked," said yuta. "i will leave him to hendery,"

taeyong come like 40 minutes earlier than he mentioned.

hendery is having a convo with the receptionist woman until he sees a quite tall figure.

"lee taeyong ?" said hendery. "yeah, i am taeyong," taeyong smiled.

"wait up," said hendery. he picked up a call from yuta. "go to 5th floor immediately,"

"come in," said hendery to taeyong as he sees the receptionist hands taeyong the card.

"is this a hotel or ?? " taeyong laughs. hendery laughs. "yuta is an egghead, imma tell him something better than card," hendery scoffed.

they arrived at the 5th floor. its a hall with at least 2~3 big steel door and a small door in between, probably about 8~12 doors in total on both side. he saw the one that is half open. yuta suddenly emerged from the room with a smile planted on his face.

"don't play around sajangnim gosh," hendery pinch yuta's cheek. "hi taeyong, wanna see ten inside ?"

taeyong hesitated but he enters anyway. "its for our clothing brand, we are going to use a studio but the director told us to do it here," said yuta.

"give me a serious look," said the photographer. "but sexy at the same time,"

the photographer keep pressing the shutter button as he told ten the instruction. ten combed his hair back with his hand. after a few shot, he finally finished.

ten walked with beads of sweat on his forehead. hendery pulled taeyong to the same room. one thing that taeyong noticed is a clothes lining.

"taeyong will look great with sleveless," said yuta. "and skinny jeans," ten added.

yuta approach ten and high five ten. ten smiled. hendery picks white sleveless shirt and a skinny jeans. a woman who taeyong expects as a stylist approach him and do a light make up to taeyong.

"oh taeyong is here ? i thought you only suggest something," ten hits yuta. yuta and taeyong laughed.

"yes im here," said taeyong as he picks a tissue and hands it to ten. "wipe your sweat."

hendery gives taeyong the shirt and he changed.

"yep, it fits him well," said hendery. ten is watching taeyong doing photoshoot right now. he was amazed on how well taeyong looks in every angle. he keeps it from himself but unfortunately he can't hide it from a yuta.

yuta pulled ten out of the room. taeyong do realize that but he can't just run like that. he tried to contain himself and keeping his work.

hendery scoffed.

"wha .. am i witnessing some kind of triangle love or something, taeyong definitely have something coming up with ten while yuta .."

is just desperate to get ten.

no taeten [SORRY !] but one do coming up !
i finished my exam and that means i can update more often !
yuta turns to like ten !
next chapter will be either the trio flashback or taeten moment aye !

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