MIXTAPE | hyunin ✓

twenty three

"Inin, I swear I had no idea about this I-" Jeongin walked into Chaewon's apartment, his phone in hand as his driver stood awkwardly outside the door with his jacket inside out and a sleepy expression on his face,  clearly indicating that he had suddenly been summoned by the young actor to drive him to her apartment. 

Jeongin sat on her couch, legs crossed under him as he gave a pout in her direction and folded his arms.

Chaewon sighed and shut the door gently, fully aware of that his driver would not enter even if she asked him to.

"I told them to take it down. Honestly, Dispatch is just spewing nonsense at this point-" The ringing of her phone cut her off, both of their heads snapping in the direction of the sound. Chaewon quickly rushed to her phone, her hands shaking as she accepted the call.

Jeongin watched as she tried to speak, only to be cut off every single time. Then, his own phone began ringing and when he saw the caller id, he sighed in relief, calmly picking up the call.

"So I see that Dispatch is at it again."

"Jae hyung! What're we going to do?" Jae, professionally known to the world as Manager eaJ, was one of the many managers under JYP acting agency and, truth be told, Jeongin felt that he got the luckier end of the stick, his manager changing from one he wasn't quite fond of to Jae who, although never intervened much, knew everything that was occurring in the young actors' life.

"I'm trying to discuss with MNET and Chaewon's manager but I just called to check that it isn't true - it isn't right?"

"No! I-I wouldn't date Wonie!" Jeongin whispered since Chaewon had begun screaming into her own phone and Jeongin didn't want to add on to the noise.

Jae hummed. "Alright then. You better get some sleep, you have a shooting in like 4 hours." And with that, Jae hung up, Jeongin immediately checking the time and noticing that he was indeed right.

Just as he ended the call, Chaewon ended hers, immediately tossing her phone to the couch and running her hands frantically through her hair, lightly tugging at strands.

Chaewon bit her bottom lip, an action that Jeongin had begun to recognise as her controlling her temper since it wasn't a part of the image she had to portray to the public.

"Inin?" Chaewon's voice was quiet and yet, Jeongin could sense the urgency, the only time she ever talked like that was back when Dispatch made an article about how Jeongin's career was failing when in actual fact, he was simply taking a short break from the limelight. "Listen to me okay? I personally don't want this rumour to continue because-"

"You like Seungmin hyung?" Her ears turned bright red as she pointed at the ceiling for no particular reason other than her brain shutting down because of his observation.

Jeongin smiled and shrugged, Chaewon immediately brushing his words aside and trying to get back on track. "A-Anyways, so this is what we're going to do alright?"

And, for the next few hours, instead of catching up on sleep, they chose to tackle everyone's speculations.

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