I stare at the other four members of MBLAQ,
“You all remember my excuse, right?” I ask.
“Yeah, sure. But if we get caught, I’m blaming you,” Mir rolls his eyes.
“Yeah, but atleast I’ll be over a thousand miles away and able to ignore the manager,” I smirk.
“True,” G.O speaks.
“Alright, time to go,” SeungHo speaks, “Take care, Joon, and don’t do anything stupid.”
“Can’t promise it,” I grin.
“Aigoo,” they all roll their eyes and turn around to walk off.
I leave the airport and walk out back to Daesung’s car,
I call up Daesung's manager, only to get sent to voicemail,
“Manager-sshi, are you still planning with the police? Call back when you’re done.”
I hang up and head back to the hotel.
Daesung greets me,
“If there’s a single scratch-”
“Calm down, your car is fine.”
“Good,” he smiles, “So what’s the plan?”
“What do you mean?” I try to keep any emotion off my face.
“You lied to your manager about returning, you obviously have some plan.”
“Maybe,” I shrug heading into the hotel lobby.
“Oh come on, don’t leave me in the dark,” he whines.
“Wait for when the manager comes back.”
“What? Why?”
“I’ll tell you then, but for now, go...I don’t know...promote something.”
“Right,” he picks out a flower from a vase near the door, “You should buy this because I’ve held it.” he smirks.
I can’t help but laugh,
“No wonder your members left you out, you can’t keep serious,” I take the ele