"Mr. Soooong!" I called from the door to the center of the lobby, where he was standing. He turned around and I saw that he was on the phone. He held up his finger, telling me to wait for a second.

"Don't let Yongho-oppa see you two." one of my dongsaengs said, winking, as she passed by me and Jiyong-ssi.

"Babo, you're not supposed to be excited to show your boyfriend to your father." a voice said behind me.

I whipped around. "Yongho-oppa! Jeez, you scared me!"

I saw the same bitter look on Jiyong-ssi's face as he had the day I first re-saw Junghwa-oppa, and now I recognized it. It looked like... Jealousy.

"Jiyong-ssi, this is Hwang Yongho-oppa. He's a model here, and he's like my older brother." I introduced.

"Not LIKE your older brother! I pretty much AM your older brother! Accept it!" he threw his arms around my shoulders and rested his stubbly chin on my head.

"Ouch! Oppa, go shave, and then you can brag about how awesome your dongsaeng is." I saw Jiyong-ssi's features relax as he saw how platonic our love was.

"Who's bragging?" he asked. "Alright, alright. I'll leave you two alone." He left.

"He does that often?" Jiyong-ssi asked.

"Only when other people are around." I answered. I linked our arms again. 

We walked towards Mr. Song together, just as he was wrapping up his phone call.

"Yes. Neh. Of course. She'll be handled very carefully, as always. Two more? Doesn't that ma