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The color drained from his face; Hongjoong quickly left the room and rushed to the bathroom.

What did he do?

How did he get there?

What just happened?

Why did it happen?

The only thing that was in Hongjoong's brain was:

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AH!

Ah!

Ah...

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AGH!

AH!

WHY?

HOW?

WHAT HAPPENED?

"Hongjoong! You idiot," he scolded himself, splashing water onto his face. "What did you do?" He looked down at his hands, noticing a ring on his finger.

Why was it still on him?

Didn't he take it off?

"Damn," Yeonjun chuckled, leaning on the wall beside Hongjoong, grinning through the mirror. "The stone-cold Hongjoong finally opening up?"

"Hey, Yeonjun," Hongjoong sighed, tiredly smiling back. "Why are you here?"

"They are done with my shoot. As they do Yuna's," Yeonjun walked next to Hongjoong. "I have some free time...and boy, did I see something I like."

Hongjoong turned to glare at Yeonjun, his lips forming a tight line. "What do you mean?"

"Sunbae," Yeonjun dusted off Hongjoong's shoulder, grabbed a wet napkin, and dabbed his neck with it. "There is a small clear window on the doors..."

Yeonjun flatted his smile, his tone more serious than playful.

Hongjoong's eyes widened, turning towards the mirror and scrubbing the stain off.

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