Panic. Pure panic.
'Play it cool. Act stupid.'
"What files?"
'NOT THAT STUPID! Peter you idiot!'
"The ones on my computer. It doesn't take much to find out you went through my private things. But since you did, any questions?"
Jisung couldn't believe what he was hearing. Was he not fired? Was Minho not mad?
"Well uh. You dance really well. I'm taking classes with Hyunjin and Jeongin. Also were those free style or already choreographed?"
'No yeah Jisung. If you keep talking he won't notice that you're trying to stall. You know who he wants you to ask about. And you know damn well that you want to know about him too.''
"Thank you. Those were personally done by me. But I feel like you have something else to ask. About a certain someone." Mark. He was talking about Mark.
"Okay. Fine. Who's Mark? He seemed like you knew him... Really well." Biting the inside of his cheek he watched Minho stare at the steering wheel.
"He's an ex of mine. A current one at that. Look Han, I'm not mad because it's happened before. But you went further in than anyone else did, so if you mention him to anyone I will fire you and make sure you never get another job again."
'Fuck fuck fuck. Not only did he threaten me but an ex? A recent one at that? Who would want to break up with him? Look at the way his eyes shine in the lamp light, the way his hair falls perfectly over his- STOP! He's my boss! I can't.'
Quivering, Jisung gave a short nod and opened the door, practically rushing to the apartment not aware of Minho's eyes following his figure until he was safely inside the building.
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Ramè || MINSUNG
Fiksi Penggemar[COMPLETED] Ramè: (n) something that is both chaotic and joyful at the same time -- Jisung gets a job as an assistant for the notorious Lee Minho but ends up getting more than he bargained for
