Yongguk couldn't help but shiver as he stood outside the rundown cinema. It was the middle of the winter and first speckles of snow were beginning to fall. He was dressed all in black, from head to toe. Choosing to don a long black puffy jacket, black jeans, a black turtle neck, black beanie and a thick black mask that hid his somewhat nervous face. He looked like he was ready to rob the place, if it could look like it was worth robbing. To be perfectly honest, Yongguk would not be suprised if someone was to call the police on him, he had been loitering around the area for nearly an hour. Well, he wouldn't be happy about it as he wanted to see her face. He was eager (understatement of the year), nothing more than to look into her cat-like eyes, talk to her and hear her husky and incredibly y voice. He grinned, despite the predicament they found themselves in, he couldn't help but feel that finally the world was turning in his favour. 

*Earlier that day*

"Yongguk Oppa, I'm sorry... I didn't realise this would blow up like it has", her voice was wavering, a mix of remorse and annoyance.

Yongguk paused, maybe it was best for him to play a little dumb, "what do you mean?"

"The picture..." she took a depth breath, "haven't you seen the articles?"

"Ahh..." Yongguk grinned, "I saw one about it. Wasn't anything terrible, just said we looked close..."

He could hear her sigh, "Thats not the only one talking about us, though it might be the nicest one. Theres alot more, and well, they're not very nice to either you or me..." she drifted off.

"Ummm... I didn't read them to be honest", Yongguk wasn't particularly sure on what he should say.

"Okay. Its probably better you don't" she interrupted him, "just get ready to deny if anyone asks. We're just friends".

Yongguk could feel his hear sink, "I....."

"Has your agency called yet?" She continued.

"Nope, not yet? Yours?"

"No, thank goodness. YG is on holidays, and I think rest of the rest of the team is still recovering from last night. I believe they finished pack down at 9am".

"Hmmm..." Then it hit him, an idea. "Say, did you want to perhaps meet up to get the story straight for both our agencies and the press? Present a solid a united front? I've got a comeback around the corner and I'm not huge on having a scandal", he continued, "at least your fleeing to the U.S. I have to stay and make things work here".

"True, you could always come with me", she joked. "No, you're right. We should at least do this much", she paused, "do you know a good private place? Can't exactly meet up in broad daylight and who knows who is listening on phones".

Yongguk smiled, "I do, I'll message you the address". He looked at the clock, "lets meet there at 10pm. Should give you a couple of hours"

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Yongguk checked his watch, she was late, a half hour to be precise. He could feel the cold sinking through his clothes. He had run up and down the street a couple of times in an attempt to keep the blood circulating, but he was just about reaching his limit. Where the hell was she? He was not happy, he hated waiting more than anything else, it made him irritable. The more he thought about it, the more he wanted to call her and ask her (not very politely) where the hell she was... Well maybe she'd had a better offer... He shook his head and began to move slowly to his car, parked around the corner.

"Yongguk!" He knew that husky voice too well. A small dark figure ran towards him, "I'm sorry, I couldn't get away. Ji Yong was showing me this new fashion label he's into".

Yongguk grinned under his mask, he was glad to see her. "Thats okay, I wouldn't mind getting some fashion tips for the iconic GDragon".

Chaerin giggled, "he literally just throws on whatever expensive clothing he's brought or been s