Again? [SeongSang FF]

Seven

[Seonghwa POV]

I woke up with such a splitting headache. I guess I drank a bit too much... Though, usually I'm pretty good at containing myself when it comes to drinks. Hm.

I sat up from the couch, a thin blanket covered me snuggly and on the coffee table a glass of water and some hangover pills. I checked the time. It was 4am. I rubbed my eyes and downed the medicine and water before noticing the small note left underneath it.

'Mr. Seonghwa, I left you some medicine, please do take it and rest up a little. Have a warm shower and prepare some soup for yourself. Pleasure working with you!

-Kang Yeosang of the CC Team'

"Mr..."

I sank back into the leather of the couch, wiping my hands over my face in distress. I just had to show that side to him already. I probably looked like an idiot.

"Uuuuuugh," I groaned. How could I face him now? Do I apologize? Well, I guess I should just follow his instructions to start. That's the least I could do for right now.

And so, I took a nice warm shower, made myself a simple hangover soup and took a three hour nap before heading to work that morning.

"Now I have two things to clear up with him," I said before walking out the door.

Another day, another dime.

-

[Yeosang POV]

I  haven't spoken to Wooyoung in days. Ever since I saw his new lover he hasn't bothered to even read my text messages. His calls go straight to voicemail and he's never home. Or so it seems.

I've given up at this point though. If he doesn't want to speak to me it's no problem. I'll live him alone until he wants to tell me what's up.

I hate when he's difficult like this.

I have bigger things on my hands right now. I have a job now. And it's a good one. The least I need is a difficult Wooyoung.

I kick a rock as I arrive to the KQ building door. I purse my lips before sliding open the glass doors of the building.

Working Yeosang is a go!

-

[Seonghwa POV]

It was hard to hold my smile when I heard that Yeosang and I would be working together again. Instead, I just nodded and brushed a hand through my hair. Though, jumping up and down like a kid with a free pass in a candy shop wouldn't be far off from what I was feeling at the moment.

Unfortunately, I wouldn't just be working with Yeosang but with Ae-Cha too. Just my lucky day. I guess when she heard I was skipping the modeling workshop for that day she also wanted to skip and here we are.

We were modeling for a couple clothing company. A cute theme. I can't say I don't like the clothes though. This company is actually really good with their stuff. It's just a shame I can't wear them with someone else. But what can you do I guess.

[An hour or so later]

I was lucky enough to have just have a light makeup job done. I didn't even have to wear contacts, which is rare. They always make me wear them even though it makes my eyes irritated. The life of a model.

The clothes prepared where matching cherry pink sweaters, and shoes. The guy sweater said 'In love' in small font where a pocket would usually be. And on the girl sweater it said 'With you'. Though, theoretically it could be switched up if they really wanted. The shoes had hearts on the outside that would connect when the couple was stood right next to each other. The shoes were a nice touch if you didn't want to go all out with sweaters and stuff.

I arrived at the studio, Yeosang working hard at setting the yellow and pink lights up to the right angle with the rest of the team. I greeted the photographer but he looked tense. He hadn't even noticed me.

"Mr. Rin? Mr. Riiin~" I called out, waving a hand in front of his face.

"Oh, Seonghwa!" He snapped, freeing himself from his thoughts. "Right, I don't have much time. My wife is expecting our son in a few days so we will have to finish up by today or we'll have to send off the task to another company."

I nodded, noticing his eyes and later his body traveling to spot something or someone behind me. He looked slightly confused. I turned around. No one there.

"Is there a problem?" I asked.

"Hmmm... Where is Ae-Cha?" He questioned looking at his watch and biting his nail.

Now that I think about it... she never did show up to the makeup station today. I haven't seen her all day actually. Where could she be?

Just as these thoughts crossed my mind I felt my pocket start to buzz. I pulled out my phone and stepped out of the studio for a second.

"Hello?" I answer.

"Oppaaa~ it's me Ae-Chaaa~"

"Oh, Ae-Cha! Perfect timing actually we are just about to start-"

"Aaaah~ Oppa. Don't even worry about such a thing. I'm not coming!"

"WHA-" I looked around. "what????" I then said more softly.

"Mmmm... Yeah! My bestieee was having a party and I couldn't miss it ya know. I'm calling in sick so just do it with another model ok?"

"What are you talking about? There are no other models. They're all at that work shop remember? You need to get here and now. We could lose this project if you don't. This is a big company we're talking about!"

"Oi! Oppa! I don't question your parties or when you go out to drink! Okay! So calm down and just do it yourself or whatever! I'm not comiiing~ Byee byeee!"

"Ae-Cha!"

Dial tone. Never in my life have I hated that fucking dial tone so much in my entire life.

I brush my hair anymore and laugh. It's hilarious! It's absolutely hilarious how big this girl's balls are to pull some bullshit like this!

I pound through the studio doors.

"She's not coming!" I say, shrugging my shoulders angrily.

"What? What do you mean she's not coming?" The photographer asked frantically.

I really feel for the guy.

"She decides to call in 'sick' today."

The photographer ripped at his hair in panic. He sighed and ran his hands over his face.

"What are we supposed to do then? We don't have any models left! They're all at a workshop..." I mention to him.

He just looks around. The set is already prepared and everyone's hard work as been put into the photoshoot far too much to just pack up and leave it to another modeling agency. He just keeps looking around, a hand over his forehead in frustration. Until he stops.

He points towards the set.

"YOU!"