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Jonghoon had come all the way to the sight where his boyfriend was filming to pick him up. He had arrived early just to see how he was doing, it had been a while since he last came to watch him film. He did well and for a moment he thought about taking him out to eat in celebration. That was until he saw a man the other had swore he’d never see again approach him. He watched as the man ogled his boyfriend and he watched the way he made no real move to just walk away.
When the man finally leaves he closes the distance between him and Hongki, the smile that had been on his face gone without a trace. When he speaks his voice comes out cold, accusing, maybe even a little threatening. He watches as the other shrinks in on himself stuttering out a pathetic excuse. He purses his lips and stands there in silence for a long moment simply just staring him down. He wouldn’t dare do anything in public and draw peoples attention but the whole situation brought a sour taste to his mouth.
“Of course you weren’t dear.” His voice was filled with a cynical tone, clearly not believing a word he said. He finally moves, reaching out to wrap his fingers around his slim wrist. As people pass them he puts on a smile, his grip tightening around his wrist. He pulls him close and ducks his head down to speak, his voice sickeningly sweet. “Let’s go home, it’s cold and we wouldn’t want you getting sick would we?”
