ahn sohee

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Sohee's private jet had arrived in Japan less than 3 hours after she left Korea. Thank the lord for private jets, she thought to herself as she looked over the plane steps and inhaled the scent of fall and winter in the air. Sohee had left Korea just before her friends had decided to post the party pictures simultaneously, so she was safe from all of the scandals and drama that was most likely happening in Korea right now. She sighed as she stepped down the stairs of the plane and walked with her bodyguard to the lobby. Her stay in Japan was only for a day because she has to attend a business meeting in Italy. She would be leaving Japan tomorrow afternoon along with her long-time friend and business partner.

As she arrived at the lobby/waiting area, she was welcomed by a tall, japanese man whose face was blocked by sunglasses. His stature and looks made him seem like a model. Sohee quickened her pace towards the man as she dragged her luggage along. Her smile grew as she moved closer to the man, and the same went for the man as she got closer. He held his arms out in the open, as if expecting a hug. Abandoning her luggage, she ran into his arms and wrapped hers around his neck. His s around her waist.

"Yah! Don't get too touchy with me." She yelled.

"Ahn Sohee, we have only been with each other for at least a minute and you're already yelling at me?" He scowled as one hand bonked her forehead and the other rested on the small of her back.

"Asano Keisuke! What will your fans say when they see you like this?!" She says, pushing him away. He laughs at her as he swings his arm over her shoulder and grabs her luggage with his free hand.

"Don't worry. We're just friends after all. Don't worry so much. Anyways, I haven't seen you for like 3 months. Do you know how much I missed you? You didn't even let me work on the UNIF projects with you in New York. Just like you're their resident model, I'm their representative male model, so I should be included in that work!" He scolded her as they made their way to his Black Jeep.

Sohee huffed, putting her stuff in the back and getting settled in the passenger seat. 

"But you're not a designer and I work with the designers, sooooo, you do not belong in that section." She said.

"I can design!" He countered.

"You can't design for , Kei." She said, jokingly.

"Yah!" He yelled as he drived and playfully smacked her arm.

"Okay, okay. You're driving, be careful. If we get into an accident, we won't be able to attend fashion week and you already know how important that is to me."

"Shhh, Sochi. I'm driving. Don't want to get into an accident now, right?"" Keisuke laughed, glancing at Sohee's wide-opened mouth.

The rest of the trip to Kei's house was filled with loud music and laughter.

When Sohee realized that they weren't going the usual route to his house, she popped a question.

"Did you move?" She asked, facing him.