Mark went into the living room and saw Jinyoung is still clad in his towel, with damped hair to match.

            “What are you doing? We have to leave soon…” Mark said, fixing the cuff of his white dress shirt.

            “I don’t feel like going…” Jinyoung sat on the couch, grabbing the remote and turning on the TV.

            “I’m not in the mood to kid around Jinyoung ah…the event will start in an hour…” Mark looked at his reflection on the mirror. *Looks good enough…*

            “I’m not kidding…I’m not going to that boring place filled with equally boring people…” Jinyoung rolled his eyes. Just thinking being at the party made him wanna throw up.

            “Okay Jinyoung…I’m done being mister nice manager here…it’s either you get up and wear the suit that I picked up earlier or I would personally drag your sorry to the room and put the clothes on you myself.” Stern voice with stern look on Mark’s face made Jinyoung flinched a little. He never saw that before.

            “Why is that so important that I go to this event?” Jinyoung stared at Mark. He got up and folded his arms. “Or is it that you have to be there for a certain someone?”

Mark stared back at Jinyoung.

            “Yeah…I know about that little meet you had with Shin Peniel before we left the hall this afternoon…” Jinyoung glared. “Is that why you want to be at the event so bad?”

            “As matter of fact…Peniel and I did decided to meet at the fundraiser tonight…” Mark said calmly.

Jinyoung marched towards Mark and pushed him against the wall. With his hands on either side of Mark, the older guy had nowhere to go.

            “What is so great about him huh? He’s just a freakin MC for a cable station…an ex idol…” Jinyoung said with his face inches away from Mark.

            “He is but the way I see it…he had something else to offer…” Mark tried his hard not to stutter. Being this close with Jinyoung never occurred to him. He can feel Jinyoung’s minty fresh breath on him.

            “What? Beautiful face with hot body?”

            “He’s not that bad in that department don’t you think?”

With one swift move, Jinyoung pulled off the towel he was wearing, leaving him stark in front of Mark.

            “What…what…what are you doing Jinyoung ah?” Mark had his eyes away from the sight before him.

*WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW?*

            “What about me then? Am I not good enough?” the sound of Jinyoung’s voice resonates inside Mark’s ears, giving him a sudden shiver.