It happens so fast. Sehun is there, staring at us with a stabbing look. He is panting heavily, his face flushed flaming red. My mind swoons into a dead faint. The pounding in my chest has intensified that it’s all that I can feel.

For a brief moment, I see the potency in his eyes that I’m sure he doesn’t mean to expel.

His eyes are wide, wild, and.. terrified.

But much to my amusement, his face sweeps back to its composed look. There’s a spark of relief in the depths of his eyes as his mouth closes to a grim line.

It feels like an eternity although only a split second has passed. An awkward tension is suspended amongst the three of us when the next second comes, and right on cue, Sulli skids from the door. The moment she turns and sees us, she immediately gasps with a startled expression on her cute face.

Sehun takes a lungful of air before beginning to speak. “Sorry to interrupt your... steamy meeting in here, but the couple-shoot is already starting..” He informs briskly, a bitter breeze in his tone. He gulps, launching for exit without waiting any further.

Sulli is still on her feet. She is completely flushed and dumbfounded.

“Holy Crap!” She finally yelps. She picks up speed as she gives Jongin a strong beat on the arm. Jongin bows his head and closes his eyes as he inhales a sharp breath, biting his luscious lips after the process.

Sulli’s eyes bore on to mine and she stands grasping both my arms worriedly. “Oh God, I can’t believe you Kkamjong! Look what you did to her!” She grits.

Yes. What he did to me.

Jongin smirks, fixing a heated stare at me which I couldn’t name. “I’ll go ahead ladies..”

“Yah!” Sulli shouts at him to stop. Jongin furrows at her but does not budge when she dusts-off his suit, smoothing the fabric from its crumpled state.

Suddenly I feel a minor squeeze in the chest as I watch them gazing at each other. Sulli works-up on his disrupted hairstyle, like a wife who’s gearing up his husband’s appearance for another day’s work. That’s how they appear to me. Jongin smiles childishly at her and she scrunches her nose in retort.

“Have some sense of location, bastard.” She snorts, spinning him around as he goes. Jongin chuckles soundlessly, leaving Sulli and me alone.

I’m about to scoot-away myself, but she grabs my arm. “You can’t go back looking like that?”

Wa-wa-wae?

“God, your ed hair is horrible!” She bellows, trying to decide what to do.

ed hair?

My scalp prickles. I stare straight at Sulli through my long lashes, my heart falling as I remember how Jongin looked at her. Why is she even bothering to help me now?

She frowns dejectedly after attempting to fix my hair but to no avail.

This girl is just simply pretty. It feels like looking at sunshine. Everything about her is radiant; her skin is as white as snow, her eyes are beautifully arched, her hair doesn’t even need to be styled because she’s already outstanding positively. And her height is forebodingly envious.

“Hold up, I’ll just get my hair spray for a while. Stay, okay?” She whispers reassuringly and scurries off the room.

Just when I’m alone that I realize that my legs are still quivering dreadfully. I heave a sigh as my mind goes to a crazy overdrive. What the hell just happened?

“Okay! I’m back!” Sulli chirps and immediately redoes my hair with hurried, careful hands.

“Whew!” She beams.

I bite my lip in frustration and embarrassment which causes her to shake me alive. She knows, right? She knows what Jongin and I did here.

“I-I’m sorry–“ I choke.

“Woah.. No, no, it’s Kai’s fault. That guy’s a beast... but I understand..” She winks, and there is a connection between us. She then opens her purse and takes out a lipstick, twisting it up. “He took all your lipstick as well.” She says.

It’s weird that she talks so casually to me. I mean, usually we would just pass by each other during classes, and I never had a chat with another girl besides from Tiffany, so the effect is a bit anew. I wish I could be just like her. She’s confident and sweet all together. As she finishes retracing the glossy substance on my lips, she smiles with her eyes and offers her hand to me. My eyes widen before I finally take hers and we make our way together to the pictorial area.

By the time we get back, I try to act as natural as I impossibly can. The atmosphere in the studio does not seem to be aware that, just a while ago, a Nasty Thing was practically being done inside one of the rooms. I’m devastatingly fooling myself that it isn’t real, that I could never have that kind of.. susceptibility.

Everyone has been busy with their own world, except from the demented form of Sehun at the corner. Come to think of it, if it weren’t for his intrusion, who knows where Jongin and I could have gone to?

I hiss to myself with utmost hatred, How could I lose myself earlier? Why Jaemi, why???

At the corner of my eyes, I can see Jongin’s presence but I can’t get the courage to openly look at him. His baritone chuckle travels to my ears that I can’t avoid to peek at the reason of. He is laughing with Almighty Key, looking at a monitor that who-knows what is showing.

That guy… He doesn’t even know what he has put me through! Look at him, as if nothing has happened, as if he didn’t seduce m—wth?! SEDUCE?!

Aaaaaah!  I don’t know! Why is he like that?! Why does he affect me so much?!

“Know what? I’m glad..” Sulli suddenly speaks.

I blink repeatedly, looking up at her. “W-Why?”

“It’s just that… umm.. I always find you intimidating, you know? But then, now that I get the chance to be with you... I realize, you’re not so bad after all.”

My eyebrow raises slightly in confusion.

“Ha-ha! I’m sorry! I’m just... never mind..” She chortles bashfully.

Jongin and Sulli are called next. They stand comfortably up front, setting themselves for their turn. The frigging feeling comes back to me again. I don’t understand what it is yet, but it just . They are trying out different poses, sweet poses actually. and each moment tears my chest for unknown reason. They are doing a heart stance, a semi-hugging one, and they are clearly enjoying themselves. They look so forsakenly good together.

“We’re next..” A voice shatters my miserable stupor and I realize Sehun’s already beside me.

My blood escalates with a start. My face flushes like a burning pot that I can’t even afford to face him. It’s no doubt that there are clouds of assumptions in his clever-mind right now, but I just hope he doesn’t overthink to the worst extent.

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