“You still looked very pale, do you know that?”  JaeJoong commented.

“I know,” I could feel the blood draining from me. The after effects of my phobia lasted for quite some time, and I was still feeling sick. It might be because of having to watch the actual thing this time round. Usually, I would escape first before I could see or hear anything at all.

“Do you want to go home?”

“Nope, I have a schedule to go to.”

“I could call and ask your manager to change your schedule?”

“No! He might have to go through the trouble of settling everything. Plus, if you’re the one to call, he might misunderstand.”

“What is there to be misunderstood of?” JaeJoong asked innocently.

“Never mind,” I rolled my eyes. It was better if he didn’t understand anything at all.

“Ahhh…. I will officially announce our relationship. Or maybe you want the media to know, I have the contacts.”

“What did you just say?!” I stared at him, he was clearly not in the right mind.

“I didn’t, you did. You’re the one who wants to admit you are my girl.” JawJoong grinned widely at me.

“Gosh, someone just help me.” I groaned, he needed some form of medication or his doctor had prescribed him the wrong medicine.

“Need another hug?” JaeJoong offered, ‘trying to help’. I rolled my eyes even more, stomping away from this hopeless guy.

“You’re pissed?” JaeJoong questioned as he followed me through the mall. I refused to answer him, pretending to browse through.

“You’re irritated? You’re unhappy? You’re angry? You’re going nuts? You….”

“If you continue, my blood vessel might just burst because of my anger.” I interrupted his strings of questions.

“Arraso, arraso. Seriously, which senior will be like me? I own all good gene, the 3Cs that every woman would be crazy after.” JaeJoong praised himself.

“HA, which three?” I snorted.

“Charming, caring, comical,” JaeJoong counted with his fingers. That was when I burst out laughing, OUT LOUD. I didn’t even remember we were in a mall, neither did I recall we were suppose to stay low.

“What’s so funny?” JaeJoong asked, frowning.

“Seriously, you are not just comical, you can be a comedian. Go join the Gag concert.” I said between my laughter. I could never stop laughing. But laughing did exhaust more of my oxygen and blood, making me even dizzier.

I could literally feel my whole world spinning, unbalanced. I moved towards the nearby pillar, leaning against it, trying to control my laughter.

“This won’t do, you are resting right now.” JaeJoong came over to see. His expression worried.

“Oh, wae?” I suddenly stop laughing, hearing his comments.

“Phone,” JaeJoong reached out his hand.

“Wae?” I asked again

“Phone,” JaeJoong requested again.

“Wae?” I demanded the reason, but my weak tone made no effect on threatening him.

“Never mind,” JaeJoong sighed, taking out his phone. I frowned, curious of what he wanted.

“Hyung! Help me call Kyung Me’s manager. She is going to the hospital now.” JaeJoong spoke through the phone.

“No, I’m fine,” I protested.

“No way,” JaeJoong shot me one glance, smiling this time. In one swift moment, he picked me up the bridal way. I gave out a yelp.

“Don’t worry,” JaeJoong grinned, his face only inches away. My heart thumped hard against my chest, my blood flowing fast in my body. I might be well already.

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