'Get to the office right now'
Seungcheol's heart raced as he read his manager's urgent message. Uneasiness gnawed at his insides, leaving him with a sense of foreboding. What could possibly be the reason for such a sudden and demanding request? Thoughts raced through his mind, each one more concerning than the last.
'on my way'
Without wasting another moment, Seungcheol snatched his keys from the table and hurriedly made his way towards the door. The urgency in his manager's message left no room for hesitation. As he stepped outside, the cool breeze brushed against his face, heightening his senses and adding to the tension that already filled the air.
It had been three blissful days since Seungcheol's unforgettable date with Jeonghan, and he couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of contentment with where his life was at. Jeonghan, Hanuel, and himself had become the most vital components of his existence, their presence intertwining to create a harmonious symphony of love and happiness. And, of course, he couldn't forget about his dedicated fans, whose unwavering support had propelled him to where he stood today.
Their time together had been magical, filled with laughter, stolen glances, and a connection that Seungcheol hadn't felt in a long time.
But now, as he raced towards the office, he couldn't help but wonder if something had gone wrong. Had he unknowingly done something to jeopardize their budding relationship?
As Seungcheol settled into the plush leather seat of his sleek car, a wave of uneasiness washed over him. He fumbled with the keys, his mind preoccupied with the urgent message his manager had sent him. The anticipation gnawed at his insides, intensifying with each passing second. With a deep breath, he ignited the engine, the powerful roar echoing through the vehicle.
The city streets blurred into a mosaic of lights and shadows as Seungcheol navigated through the bustling traffic. His mind raced, thoughts colliding like cars on a collision course. The weight of responsibility settled heavily on his broad shoulders, reminding him of the expectations placed upon him as an idol and a leader.
As he neared the office, Seungcheol's heart pounded in his chest, the rhythmic thumping echoing in his ears. The familiar building loomed ahead, its imposing presence a stark reminder of the demanding world he inhabited. With a mixture of determination and trepidation, he parked the car and stepped out, his footsteps echoing in the empty parking lot.
Entering the office, Seungcheol was greeted by a flurry of activity. The air hummed with urgency, the sound of ringing phones and hurried footsteps creating a symphony of chaos. He weaved through the maze of cubicles, his eyes darting from one person to another, each engrossed in their own tasks.
Finally, he reached his manager's office, the door ajar. He hesitated for a moment, his hand hovering over the doorknob, before mustering the courage to push it open. The room was dimly lit, the only source of illumination being the glow of the computer screen. His manager sat behind the desk, a stern expression etched upon his face.
"Seungcheol, we need to talk," his manager said, his voice laced with a mixture of concern and authority. Seungcheol's heart sank, his uneasiness reaching its peak. He braced himself for whatever news awaited him, knowing that this conversation could potentially alter the course of his career.
"Seungcheol, we need to talk," Seungcheol's manager says, and Seungcheol nods, unable to find the voice within himself to speak.
"Yes? What is it?" he questions, his hands fumbling with the sleeves of his shirt as he takes deep breaths to calm himself.
Is it about what he thinks it is?
Did they find out?
About him and Jeonghan...
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Enlighten | JC
Romance"I think Daddy hates me," Jeonghan frowns looking at the ten-year-old child sitting beside him on the swing. The child tightly held a crumpled white paper in his hand, trying to wipe away the tears streaming down his cheeks. "Why?" Jeonghan asked. "...
