Wrong!
Haechan woke up to the sound of his phone buzzing nonstop. It was his boss. He answered the call only to be scolded by his boss, he apologized and then hung up.
The model jumped out of bed and immediately ran to the bathroom to take a shower.
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Mark sat in a chair as the hair dresser proceeded to style his hair.
Mark peeked at the clock, "where the hell is he-"
"Sorry i'm late," Haechan yelled as he burst through the door and awkwardly bowed to everyone.
Mark couldn't help but stare at the younger, his beautiful brown locks bouncing up and down as he jogged over to his makeup artist, his face glistening in the light from the little amount of sweat he produced while running into the studio, his soft voice that mark could listen to for hours-
"uhm, Mr. Lee?"
Mark snapped out of his gaydreaming and looked at the hair dresser, "Yes, Misun?"
"You're all done!" she smiled.
Mark returned the smile and thanked her before leaving her station.
He walked onto the set where he saw Haechan. Haechan saw mark and immediately ran over to him.
"OHMYGOD OH MY GOD HI I'M DONGHYUCK BUT PLEASE CALL ME HAECHAN I LOVE YOUR MUSIC AND I LOOK UP TO YOU AND OHMYGOD IM SO EXCITED." Haechan finished, breathing heavily.
Mark couldn't help but smile at the younger.
"Why dont we go get lunch and talk after the photo shoot, hm?"
Haechan almost screamed, but luckily he didn't.
"I would love that, yes oh my go-"
"Haechan stop making our guest uncomfortable," Kihyun, his boss, said while laughing.
"Wha-"
"Alright, lets start!"
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Crappy Chappy.