» (rosardes):
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Don't believe everything you read!
Yeah, no shit.
More often than not, the 'hot gossip' found in popular magazines were spiced up and blown out of proportion, if not completely fabricated in order to gain attention and make sales. He knew that. And yet still, the so-called 'breaking story!' of the magazine that laid upon the black office desk in front of him provoked some unnecessary nail biting from the former mechanic. The magazine itself was untouched, unopened -- he didn't know if he was prepared to read the filth printed on glossy paper that would give him the entire story, the full scoop. The title of the article that was featured on the front page had already been enough for the blond to actually buy the stupid thing, when he was normally able to walk past ridiculous magazine gossip without a second glance. The big, bright red letters that adorned the front cover read:
"BREAKING: ROSARIO CHO, CHEATING SCANDAL!"
Pictures of the woman aforementioned arm-in-arm with a man whose face had been blurred out to protect his identity laid directly beneath the eye-catching title, with small blurbs of text on the sides that read: "Their steamy night out together", "More pictures of the two inside!", and "Where is Rei Lee?"
It was comical, really, how affected he was by such a thing. In actuality, the entire thing was most likely to be a misunderstanding, but he saw no harm in confirming it with the star of the scandal, herself. She was allowed friends, of course. He never wanted to be that guy -- the asshole of a boyfriend who would prevent his girlfriend from seeing her friends, but she hadn’t given him a heads up that she was going out, on top of that she hadn’t answered any of his calls the night before. Being the 'poor and heartbroken' (as they described him on the front page) boyfriend, he had the right to ask, the right to worry a bit ... didn't he? What if he looked ridiculous asking her about it? Wouldn't it seem as if he didn't trust her? If he were honest, he really didn't want to go through this entire situation -- but if he just left it alone, it would eat at him later, for sure. Just as the rapper's hands raised to secure his beanie, gently tugging at the sides to bring them down behind his ears, the creak of the front door opening had broken the dead silence he'd been in ever since he brought the magazine home. Rei leaned back in his office chair to get a good look down the hall, and sure enough, it was his girlfriend, offering him a halfhearted wave as she kicked off her heels. He cleared his throat, wringing his wrists while his lips parted after a moment of hesitation, still not a hundred percent certain about bringing the topic up.
❝Welcome home -- hey, uh, do you mind coming in here? Kind of ... need to ask you about something.❞