Until now, he had never bothered checking contacts that came to his phone. He had no intention of continuing Baek Doha’s human relationships either. Today’s happening was never something Doha wanted.
“Hmm.”
The more Doha’s eyeballs rolled around busily, the deeper Sehyun’s gaze became.
“Ah, I was just about to go to the bathroom.”
Wanting to escape this situation somehow, Doha leaned his body diagonally and tried to pass by Sehyun’s side. Naturally, like wind brushing against leaves.
Thwack.
Sehyun smiled softly and placed his hand on the wall right next to Doha’s face. The sound of his palm hitting the wall made the air ripple with tension. Even the sound of breathing between their closely facing gazes was vivid.
“Ngh.”
A groaning sound leaked from Doha’s mouth, startled by the sudden action.
Hey, if the timing was bad, I could’ve gotten hit in the face!
“Now you’re finally looking at me properly.”
There was definitely abundant evidence that Doha had been intentionally avoiding Sehyun’s gaze.
“I think I’m starting to know how to handle hyung.”
What, why, handle what? It feels like I’m being treated like a machine.
“It seems like hyung needs special management.”
Wait, why is this happening? It’s not my turn yet!
Doha had absolutely no desire to be included in Sehyun’s ‘special management targets.’
“Why go the hard way…”
“The hard way?”
“Wouldn’t it be easier to give up on me?”
“It will take a lot of effort.”
It was a moment when he thought maybe they could work it out with words. If Lim Sehyun also concluded that it’s hard to save all the members, maybe he’d quickly cut ties? Especially now he’s like a racehorse obsessed with saving the team, so he might be able to slip away easily in the confusion.
“But I like things that take a lot of effort.”
Sehyun showed a pretty smile he’d show to fans. His eyes folded beautifully. It meant don’t talk bullshit.
“…”
The moment Doha was speechless, the phone held in Sehyun’s hand slipped right into his pocket.
“Why.”
Why would you put someone else’s phone in your own pocket?
“I’ll keep it for the time being. I could just get rid of it completely at this opportunity too.”
“That’s extremely rude. It seems like an act that doesn’t consider other people’s inconvenience.”
“How about this, if you’re frustrated, want to use my phone?”
Sehyun took out his phone and waved it.
“…”
What am I supposed to do with someone else’s phone? It was absurd.
“If you need to contact family, tell me.”
Pretending to be generous. This is human rights oppression.
“Let’s do well. Us.”
“What if… we don’t do well?”
“Well. Many secrets in this phone will be exposed to the world.”
He was even considering self-destruction. But as an idol, being outed to the entire world would probably be more damaging than expected. What about the dumpling shop that needs to prosper in the future?
Calculating Doha’s head spun quickly.
“Hyung’s grandfather, I know he’s a devout Christian.”
Sehyun, noticing Doha’s wavering heart, quickly added a remark. At that, Doha’s heart sank with a thud.
Social burial was bearable to an extent. But having his relationship with his grandfather, his only support, go wrong? Are you crazy? Absolutely not. He’d immediately be kicked to the curb.
The conclusion was set.
“Vicious bastard.”
Lim Sehyun is the greatest devil in this worldview. Half-assed tricks don’t work. He needs a legitimate reason for withdrawal that Sehyun can’t resist unless he’s convinced.
“I don’t need compliments.”
Fuck… Is this a compliment?
The cold of the marble that he hadn’t cared about until now stuck to his skin. Since when was this work’s genre horror thriller?
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Led by the manager hyung’s hand, he suddenly went to get skin care and hair treatment. It was because there was a beauty pictorial shoot.
The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he was by Sehyun’s threat and wondered if he should somehow endure it, but since it wasn’t a stage using his injured leg, there was no justification to strongly refuse.
“Now, gaze toward the tree. That’s it. Good! Wow-, pretty! Your jawline looks great!”
Click, click.
And so when he came to his senses, he was in front of the camera at the pictorial shoot. It was because he prepared half-asleep as he was pushed along and got in the car. No matter how much he thought about it, he felt like he was swept up unexpectedly.
“One, two, good!”
The sound of continuously pressing the shutter took his mind away completely.
“Face close-up, wistful expression, good, one- two! Aigoo, great! Gaze a little higher, that’s it!”
Wistful expression, what’s that? He just turned his gaze blankly but praise poured out.
The photographer’s energy was good. They kept pouring out words like ‘pretty’ and ‘cool’ so he was bewildered whether he was really doing well. Perhaps in shoots, natural looks were more important than great skills.
Since so many people’s gazes were on him, there was no time to be conscious of how his facial muscles moved. Just receiving praise saying he’s doing well, he ended up concentrating along with it.
The overall shoot concept was nature. Among them, Doha had many backgrounds and props related to flowers.
“I’ll change outfits, touch up makeup, and go again.”
The photographer stuck out their turtle neck as if being sucked into the digital screen and kept pressing buttons. Unlike the supportive attitude from just before, their eyes were sharp. Is this the posture of a professional? They said good things, but maybe there isn’t actually a single usable photo among them.
Doha carefully moved away from the side of the artificial tree he’d been leaning against and walked quickly to the makeup staff who called him. Along with a rattling sound, a new clothing rack came in.
“This time you’ll wear this shirt.”
The shirt held in her hands as she handed over the clothes had something embarrassing about it. That is, in the sense that the fabric was half-transparent, see-through.
“…”
As someone facing the fate of having to wear such an outfit that would show his nipples completely, his feelings couldn’t help but be complicated.
Should I just run away?
Doha was having rotten thoughts while the shoot staff busily came and went. But such thoughts came to an end when Sehyun, who was monitoring Doha from far away with his arms crossed, took the posture of putting his phone to his ear.
“How far should I button up?”
This was like the relationship between gap and eul. No, he was entering a life of rootless eul. Although he was in a position where he had to listen, he couldn’t help feeling twisted inside.
‘Let’s see you work hard.’
This time, the shoot started with a pose lying face down on a transparent acrylic board. It wasn’t easy because more strength went into his face than just sitting blankly.
“Doha-ssi. This time with a pose lying face down on the transparent acrylic board… You know that feeling of spacing out leaning on one arm on a desk?”
He liked the direction. Should he say it matched his current feelings exactly? He leaned his head on his arm so his face was appropriately visible. Since the direction of his gaze wasn’t front-facing, he could see Lim Sehyun among the people waiting in the corner.
Of all places to hover, he’s hovering there. Like the grim reaper.
Doha fell into thought for a moment about which was superior between that bastard’s passion and his own desperation.
This is a matter of life and death. But that doesn’t mean he could take the opponent lightly either. The other side was also a person of obsession who abandoned all wealth and fame to come here.
‘But in the first place, he threatened me about the dating ban, he didn’t threaten me to work hard on activities.’
From ancient times, has there ever been a way to stop someone who says they won’t do it? Can’t a person’s will not be forced?
Exactly one month. Within one month, he’ll make that bastard sick of it and abandon Baek Doha.
‘I’ll show you what a real troublemaker is. I’ll ruin everything you do. I may have no pride, but I have shadiness.’
Doha laughed inwardly while designing a sinister future. When the corners of his mouth rose slightly, the clicking shutter sound spread loudly.
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huyu @hhhhuuu -4 hours
Epic feel-good, is the shirt just your personal color?
(pictorial photo)
Tangerine @ggguuu81 -3 hours
Hair makeup and styling was frustratingly bad throughout activities
Seems like they came to their senses now
└Really was unwatchable ㅠㅠ,,,
Steaming @mmorrr00 -1 hour
What’s up with Baek Doha’s face form??
Seriously godly;,, can’t breathe ㄹㅇ
Ran @ran_ssl -1 hour
Sehyun
Quote: What are you looking at to have a whole bowl of wistful narrative?
(Baek Doha beauty pictorial)
Seteu @llliiilllili -55 minutes
Like a baby kitten ㅠㅠㅠ
(pictorial1, pictorial2)
100won @100won1 -27 minutes
M Korea magazine pictorial shoot behind ——
(video of Baek Doha turning his gaze and smiling)
Baekku @ggg999 -14 minutes
Is this that famous black and white eye contact exchange?
Quote: (Sehyun, Doha two-shot behind video)
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Shortly after, the pictorial and behind video capturing that momentary smile became unexpectedly full of rave reviews and a fodder generation portal for starving AlphaSe shippers.
It was a result very different from Doha’s intention.
