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“Really, we were born in completely different centuries. Like you are in the 20th century and me in the 21st.” Min-a differentiated, actually making sense. That was when Seung-ho stopped in his tracks. “What?” Seung-ho nearly yelled. “You mean children born in the year 2000's are now 20-something?” Min-a laughed at his theatrical response. “Now you get why I always say you are so old.” His laughter died off as he came in front of a door. “This can't be real…” Min-a muttered, his face quickly turning to a frown. “What is-” Seung-ho was about to ask, turning his face in the direction of Min-a's gaze and suddenly it made sense. They only reserved one dressing room for them. “Is this supposed to be a joke?” Min-a raised a rhetorical question, his initial joyful mood evaporating. “Min-a, let's just go with it. Why does it rile you up anyways? It's only me.” Seung-ho shrugged but Min-a stared at him as if he was crazy. “That's the goddamn point, it's you!” he pointed at h
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“Are you okay?” Seung-ho's voice interrupted his little hormonal dilemma. “I’m okay,” Min-a answered a little quickly, face-palming mentally before trying again. “Unfortunately, I think your coarse palm might have left small bruises on my dick…” he teased Seung-ho with a straight face and the older man almost believed him. “I thought I was being-” Seung-ho started apologizing, red shades blazing his ears, and spattered on his cheeks causing Min-a to grin like a maniac. When he realized he was being teased, he released a breath of relief. “You little piece of…” he shook his head, grinning along with Min-a. They shared eye contact as they settled down from their laughter till the room got quiet. It was an awkward tension of who was going to speak first and what they were going to say that wouldn't make the other run away. “What?” Min-a was the first to speak, sick of the pressure as it was becoming too intense. “I don't know...just waiting for you to bolt out of the door a
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“I agreed to be your art coach for free, this is the least you could do,” Seung-ho said nonchalantly. “Technically, you haven't taught me anything.. So since I'm helping you, a newbie, who’s having his first ever modeling shot, I'm your coach.” Seung-ho was startled by his reasoning, but he recovered quickly though, a faint smile tugging his lips as he spoke softly. “Please, teach me.” Min-a chucked, smiling proudly. “Fine, I will let you be my student.” he placed both hands on Seung-ho’s face, staring deep into his icy blue eyes. “All you have to do is, focus on me.” What felt like an empty studio suddenly started chanting. Kiss!! Kiss!! Kiss!! Apparently, the workers wanted them to put on a show. Seung-ho saw the conflict in Min-a’s eyes as he felt his hands withdrawing from his face, so he placed his hands over Min-a's, restraining him. “Do you trust me?” he asked him. “No.” Min-a replied, a little too quickly. “What do I do? It’s already late” Min-a tensed up
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“I got the first strike, that’s all that matters,” Seung-ho rejoiced, lifting the can of the white platform and hugging it in his arms. “COME HAVE A TASTE..” He dipped his fingers into the can and slowly brought it out, letting it drip back into the can. “You are so on..” Min-a picked up the custard yellow can and a paintbrush. Skillfully, he dipped it into the can and aimed for Seung-ho’s face. It went perfectly across his face. “You didn’t..” Seung-ho wiped his face, splashing the dull yellow down on the white platform. “Please, you are starting to look mean, it’s just for fun…” Min-a stepped back with every step Seung-ho took toward him. He waited for him to get just close enough before he swiftly aimed for his face again. This time, getting a chunk of it on his nose and neck. Seung-ho gasped in shock. “You tricked me!” he exclaimed, whipping his face only to smear it with more. “You fell for it...that’s on you..” Min-a chuckled and turned the table doing a littl
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Seung-ho took his towel and paint-stained suspenders, leaving the bathroom for Min-a and his thoughts. Min-a knew he wasn't being delusional, he had heard of big companies who attached cameras in private spaces just to get some dirt off some of the K-pop idols and other celebrities who used their facility. If only the stubborn man was patient enough for him to explain. Min-a ended up taking his shower with his briefs on, taking them off when he had his towel safely wrapped around him. He got to the dressing room to meet Seung-ho dressed in gray sweatpants and a white T-shirt. The same was placed on his side of the dressing table. The silence got louder with every second that passed. Min-a managed to dress up in the awkward silence till he couldn't take it anymore. “So, you can’t be mad at me for something you misunderstood…” Min-a blurted out, dropping his hair band back on the table. He was fully dressed in the same white shirt and sweatpants. Seung-ho glimpsed in hi
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“It’s okay. That one there has no hospitality skills, so that's on him.” Seung-ho remarked, looking in Min-a’s direction as he lay sprawled on the white cushion watching whatever was playing on the TV. Min-a met their eyes, both of them slightly glaring at him. “What?!” he exclaimed, his eyes moving between them. “You left me behind with your lunch, that’s what..” Seung-ho raised the brown paper bag to his face. “And you had an important visitor coming and you didn’t bother to tell me?!” Eun Hye hissed at him, adjusting her hair properly in the process. Min-a groaned, rolling his eyes. “Those bags don’t even weigh that much.” He said to Seung-ho before he turned to Eun Hye, “Mr. Kwan is not strange, and I thought you would be knocked out from drinking, how was I supposed to know—” She didn’t let him finish his accusations before she kicked him in the leg, causing him to yelp in pain. Turning to Seung-ho, Eun Hye gave him her warmest smile. “Mr. Kwan, please come in,” Sh
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Seung-ho woke up to the sound of muffled K-pop music playing from afar but sounded so close at the same time, almost like it came from inside the same building. The music faded as his focus was claimed by the man who slept next to him. A small smile spread across his lips, Min-a was downright adorable when asleep. Stray strands of hair framed his face, tempting Seung-ho to resist the urge to brush them away. One thing he did forget was that he was close to him, breathing directly on Min-a’s face ultimately causing one of his hair tendrils to tickle his nose, therefore waking him up. Min-a groaned, fluttering his long, beautiful lashes open. The first thing he saw was Seung-ho’s chiseled jawline and twinkling blue eyes close to his face. The next thing that came to his mind was pushing Seung-ho as far away from him as possible, only to forget he was the lanky one so he fell off the bed instead. A painful groan left his lips as his body collided with the floor. Seung-ho laughed
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“He would be fine.” Eun Hye said after Min-a slammed the door shut. Seung-ho walked towards the kitchen, “will it be okay if I have a glass of water?” He asked, turning halfway around to meet Eun Hye’s gaze. “Of course,” she nodded. Eun Hye strolled up the few steps that separated the kitchen from the living room area to join Seung-ho. He had a long glass cup half filled with water then he stared lost into space. Eun Hye waved her well-manicured hands in Seung-ho’s face, causing him to blink rapidly before he met her and sighed. “I was just wondering how a name could get him so mad.” Seung-ho shrugged, dropping the glass on the granite counter, “thank you for the water.” He smiled in an appreciative manner. “It’s not like I was planning to keep you thirsty anyway…” Eun Hye chuckled nervously before slowly coming to a stop. She took some seconds to process what she said, realizing how improper it sounded. Kwan Seung-ho squinted his eyes at her, cocking his head to
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