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[lxustrous]

Saerin finds Joonhyo at his place of work, watching him from a safe distance with a soft smile. When he turns his back, she sneaks up behind him and wraps both arms around his torso, hopeful that she's managed to surprise him. She's sure it'll work, considering she had told him she wasn't coming in.

"Joonhyo~" She sings happily, trying to muster as much energy as possible, though it's been lacking without him around.

[lxustrous]

"Joonhyo, are you still feeling sick?"

[lxustrous]

What was taking him so long?

Saerin paces the small dressing room, obsessively checking the time on her phone; in roughly thirty minutes, she'd be called out to pose in front of flashing cameras for hours. Before that though, she had agreed to meet Joonhyo -- and Saerin had something in mind, the deviant smile on her lips reflecting her not so innocent thoughts.

Another minute passes and Saerin grows antsy and slightly agitated. She possessed endless patience, but was blatantly lacking it today, her heel tapping against the marble floor. He had exactly two minutes to walk through that door, before she'd find him herself.

The dressing room wasn't an ideal place for what she had in mind, but it'd have to make do. The emotional reunion of husband and wife had simmered down, only for the strong desire for physical intimacy to arise; so strong that it clouded her mind and impaired her judgement -- she was risking public indecency for a few minutes with Joonhyo out of selfish desire, but she wasn't being mindful of that at all.