New Point of View Again so short <33

It’s late night, but Lee Joon has kept me up because Jonghyun, Onew and Minho haven’t returned yet-ofcourse, he still suspects me somewhat.
My phone rings, and I look at the screen. T.O.P flashing in white letters. I’m about to answer when Lee Joon snatches it from me and answers as I protest, “Yah!”
        “Yeobosayo?” he speaks.
        His eyebrows knit together, and he hands the phone to me.
        “Yeobosayeo T.O.P-“
        “Daesung,” my manager’s voice speaks, “I need you to come get me.”
        “Manager-sshi? Where are you?”
        “Uniqlo fashion store, hurry now.”
        “Is everything alright?”
        “I’ll talk when I see you, come hurry,” he hangs up and I get off the bed, pulling on my jacket.
        “Where are you going?”
        “My manager called, he wants me to pick him up from Uniqlo.”
        He raises an eyebrow but follows me out speaking,
        “I’m driving.”
        “But-“
        “Don’t argue,” we practically run out to his car, “just get in.”
        I do, a little irritated.