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Working at RR_A has been tremendous for Sohee.

He's made actual friends, he does something he likes to do, and he gets paid enough to afford a hefty lunch once a month. He still rememebers his welcome email word by word, but he swears he's not obsessive.

"So, what's the concept for their new album?" Sohee pulls out his notebook and takes a seat in the spacious meeting room. He's been assigned to a band, FUN_X, full of sweet boys that he sees as baby chickens. 

"Well," Junmo sighs, "it's a bit tricky. You know that feeling when you want something so bad and you finally get it?"

"Yeah?"

"It's like that, but angsty. Like, you think you don't deserve it."

"Oh, okay." Sohee writes down 'Desperation (?)' onto his paper. "So—"

"—But then it's actually about realising your worth and then embracing it. And then throw ladybugs into the mix."

Sohee pauses. He crosses out whatever he's written. "Right."

"It's not that bad, actually," Junmo insists. "My team can put on some sick eyeliner art and your outfit choices can accentuate that."

Sohee smiles. "It's not a tricky concept at all, it's just that—"

The door barges open, and the man that breaks in is... very handsome. Sohee feels like he knows him from somewhere.

Junmo shoots up. "Hong Seunghan?!"

Ah, there's the name. An actor, isn't he? Sohee bows to him, still staying put in his seat. "Hello."

Seunghan lifts his sunglasses to his head, and shifts his gaze to Sohee. "Lee Sohee?"

The man in question startles. "Uh, yes?"

"The stylist in charge of FUN_X?"

"...Yes."

Seunghan gives him a once-over, eyes sharp and... dark, with something Sohee can't decipher behind them. "You're coming with me."

Sohee raises a brow, then turn to Junmo, who's still standing up. Junmo shrugs. "I don't know if you've noticed, but we're currently holding a meeting—"

"Oh, I've noticed, pretty." Seunghan laughs. "I've noticed all your other works as well. Every FUN_X member is dressed to the 9's for something as simple as a guest appearance for five minutes. You and your styling team really outdo yourselves. I've wanted to buy your own pieces online, as well. One of a kind, truly."

"... Thank you," Sohee whispers, unsure of what to say. He ignored his heart in his throat growing strong at each compliment. "But why are you—"

"You're my new stylist."

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"I'm sorry I didn't warn you in advance, Mr. Lee. Seunghan's old stylist suddenly quit and the CEO said that we could choose someone we thought could easily fill in the roll." Seunghan's manager bows deeply, and Sohee almost feels bad for keeping his arms crossed.

"Just Sohee is fine." Sohee quips. "I still don't understand, but... I'll adapt. So  what are we doing today?"

"Oh, nothing. We just wanted to introduce you to the actor. Today must've been odd for you, uhm. I'll fill you in on his schedule and what you'll usually have to prepare for him, because he likes to... uhm. Ask his staff to do other things."

Sohee tilts his head. "'Other things?'"

"Yeah, like stuff I should be doing as the manager, but it's when I'm not around or helping with something else."

"But... you're the manager. You're meant to manage—"

"Look," Seunghan's manager — he should really get a name from this guy — pleads, "Seunghan really, really, wants you as his stylist. He's had his eye on you for God knows how long."

Sohee stays silent. 

"You can think of it as being just a casual stylist, like how you style the idols for fan meetings,  variety shows, and photoshoots. It's just that Seunghan is a bit... picky. With staff— stuff. With stuff."

"Picky?" Sohee questions.

"But!" The manager chirps, "With your influence, he'll probably listen to you. As much as I've tried, he does what he wants on his own. We really need a pretty man in the management team."

"So you're saying I'm a—"

"You're a co-manager and stylist at the same time."

That was not what Sohee was going to say. "Right..."

"Please, this way! There's some forms you need to sign..."

This'll be an interesting challenge.

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"So you agreed?" Seunghan smiles, pristine white teeth on display in the mirror as the actor checks himself out.

Sohee closes the door to the dressing room, quietly. "Yes, Mr. Hong. If I may ask, how long have you been, uh..."

"What? Watching you?"

"Uh, yeah."

"Oh, last year we bumped into each other and I saw your name tag. I got curious and looked you up. Saw your designs and projects and... well. I saw you. Then, I was like, 'I gotta get this guy,' but you got assigned to FUN_X. But then the CEO was like, 'since you're making bank choose your staff members!' And then I chose you."

"And then I'm here..." Sohee says.

"Yeah, pretty much."

"Huh. Okay." Sohee will wake up in 15 minutes and reslise this was all a dream. He'll go back to being a stylist specializing in abstract designs and forget about Hong Seunghan who's been looking for him for a year. This isn't real.

"Here, I'll give you my number." 

In the little time Sohee had to be in denial, he didn't notice Seunghan walk up to him. Sohee has to tile his head up to meet the other man's gaze.

Seunghan wiggles his eyebrows. "I haven't given my personal number to any other staff other than Insik. So... consider yourself special, Sohee."

"Uh," Sohee blushes, trying to step back, only to meet the door. "Thank you, Mr. Hong."

"Just Seunghan, precious. We'll be seeing each other a lot, so let's be casual."

It's as if Seunghan leans a bit closer just to mess with Sohee, eyes scanning around his face, and the stylist doesn't know what to do. 

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Sohee sits at Brista's Delight, dumbfounded. The morning he was planning out outfits for a band, then suddenly and actor barges in and takes him out. He didn't even know Rise Realise Agency had actors under their title, specifically the really fucking popular one named Hong Seunghan.

He decides to do a little bit of internet surfing.

SEARCHED: Hong Seunghan

LOADING RESULTS...

This guy's got to have something to him, anyway.

RESULTS (PAGE 1/58)

HONG SEUNGHAN'S ACTING IN TH...

latest sneak peak of actor Hong Seunghan's next project show him in a rural setting. ladies and gentlemen, what do we...

#HeartKiller Hong Seunghan strikes a...

actor and singer Hong Seunghan spikes yet again in popularity as a video spreads around of him pulling his shirt up and revealing...

Rumored to WHAT?! Watch interview w...

gasp! read the scriptography of an interview with actor Hong Seunghan revealing answers to questions his fans desperately...

And the list goes on.

Sohee squints at his laptop. He seriously needs to BluRay glasses, or whatever they're called. He should ask Shotaro to buy some for his birthday.

He cracks his neck and dives into the articles. To be a good stylist, you need a foundation. Something to always circle back to that you can accentuate with ripped pieces of fabric or shiny hairpins and earring. Something that counts a staple in every outfit your client wears. Something that every outfit you choose has on that indicates it's you who made it, like a signature. Something—

An indicator, basically. Sohee could go on for hours about this.

He sighs and goes back to 'getting to know your client.'

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NEW MSG <> Hong Seunghan (the actor!!)

hey

i need your help with something

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Sohee rises from where his face was in his pillow, and checks his phone. It's a text, because of course it is. From Hong Seunghan. Even better.

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Hong Seunghan (the actor)

Hong Seunghan (the actor)

hey

i need your help with something

YOU

?

are you okay?

Hong Seunghan (the actor)

make a decision for me

red or blue

YOU

what

Hong Seunghan (the actor)

you're a stylist right

red or blue

YOU

???

for what

Hong Seunghan (the actor)

my socks

im heading out

YOU

at this hour?

Hong Seunghan (the actor)

yeah. for groceries

no one's awake so im not caught

except you

don't tell insik 

he can be a serious manager sometimes

YOU

i don't need any of this

good night

Hong Seunghan (the actor)

no i still need help 

hello?

???

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That was a dream. It had to be.

It's his first week, there's no way an internationally loved actor ask him, his new stylist, what colour socks to wear. It's stupid.

He sips loudly on his milk carton, opening the glass doors to RR_A's buildings with kuscke memory. The AC wind hits his face like a whiplash. He heads to the lifts.

"Sohee!" A familiar voice screams. 

Sohee turns his head right to the sound, and that reveals FUN_X, his children. Figuratively speaking.

"Oh, hey guys!" Sohee smiles and waves, thinking it's okay to take a small detour and walk to where FUN_X and their staff are located. Some of the staff wave to him with smiles, too.

The leader, Yohwa, rushes up to their old stylist and hugs him tight. "Where did you go?"

Jaeyeon walks next to them. "Why did you get transferred?"

Taewoong pouts, hugging Sohee too. "We don't want a new stylist..."

"You—" Sohee chokes on the death grip Yohwa still has on him. "You still have the old team, like Junmo and the others! It's just me who's moving."

"'Just you,'" Sungbo murmurs, "whatever. It's not fair."

Yohwa doesn't seem to want to let go, which is reasonable. Sohee has been with Yohwa the longest, ever since his first year as a trainee and ever since Sohee's first year at RR_A. Sohee always sneaked energy bars and drinks for him and the other trainees so that they wouldn't get tired. Their friendship grew from there.

Sohee realises he was FUN_X's only head stylist so far. They took fashion advice from him and allowed him to use them as his models for his personal pieces. They're... everything Sohee needed to be complete. The little brother he didn't know he needed.

Huh. What an emotional turn.

"It's okay, I'm under Hong Seunghan now. He chose me specifically, so everything should be alright, okay?"

"Yes, everything will be alright." Sohee and the band freeze. Speak of the fucking devil, Seungahn appears out of nowhere. 

Yohwa looks up and Sohee can see him strain not to let him go, but he does. "Hello, Seunghan-ssi."

"Just Seunghan," Seunghan waves off. "Leader of FUN_X?"

Yohwa nods.

"I'm sorry for taking your stylist," Seunghan doesn't sound sorry at all, "but it was an offer that I couldn't pass. Sohee over here has some serious talent, and you can't deny it."

The others nod. 

"Poor babies," Seunghan whispers into Sohee's ear, and the latter just realises he's back-to-chest with the actor. "How do you live with that cuteness?"

Sohee shrugs.

"...Bye, Sohee." Sungbo pushes out, and Sohee is proud of him for that. "We'll still see you around, right?"

"Of course, Sungbo." Sohee promises. "I'm still getting you all Christmas outfits, don't forget."

That seems to cheer the group up.

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It apals Sohee how Seungahn can get the lift to just have the two of them with a flick of his hand. The cue was crazy.

"So..." Sohee starts. "You're heading for a reality show. Around one PM, yeah?"

Seunghan nods. "You're coming, right?"

"Well— I have to," Sohee laughs. "Not like I can skip my job. There's a basic dress code for it, and I need to work with what I have. I have to bring spare clothes, too, since I was told that..."

No. That'd spoil the episode. 

"Uhm."

The rest of the ride to level 23 is silent. Sohee doesn't catch Seunghan watching his mouth as he sips on his milk carton delightfully.

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"Seunghan once tried to post a photo of him shirtless, and in the first 5 minutes it got shared to... a lot of areas." Anton, Seunghan's social media manager, mutters.

"No way," Sohee leans in on the small table they're sharing amongst the bustling staff as the manager checks that everyone's here. "Did you take it down?"

"Of course, though it did gain us a lot of international fans. We're thinking on shooting a video of him trying different languages for his YouTube Channel, as well. I need to plan that..."

Sohee giggles. "You're amazing, Anton. I'm hopeless with technology. I could barely get my Instagram bio on without crying."

Anton hums. "I'll follow you on my private, Sohee."

Sohee smiles brightly. Anton makes a disgruntled face. The former tilts his head. "What's wrong?"

"If I take a photo of that smile," Anton starts, "Seunghan will give me a raise."

Sohee gapes, he prays he heard wrong. "What?!"

"Please, Sohee-hyung, I need this." Anton take his phone out. "You could do anything and Seunghan will pay for it."

Sohee sputters, using his milk carton to cover Anton's camera. "What are you— What are you talking about?"

"Sohee?" Insik calls. Sohhe raises his hand. "Can you prepare Seunghan? We need him in a bit."

"How long is 'a bit?'" Sohee asks. He got no cue to start working.

"Uhm..." Insik winces. "Half an hour?"

Alarm bells ring in his head. Sohee gets up, snatches his fanny pack, ditches his milk carton, and dashes to Seunghan's private room. 

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"Tell me you have basic makeup on." Sohee immediately says as soon as he opens the door.

Seunghan startles, pausing from what looks like checking himself out in the vanity mirror. Sohee resists the urge to roll his eyes. "Yes?" Seunghan says.

"Good," Sohee rushes to the closet on the right. Smart-casual clothes. That's okay. "You fine with monochrome, or wanna go colourful?"

"Whatever you want, sweet," Seunghan breathes out. Sohee grimaces and pulls out a white long-sleeved shirt and a jumper vest with a broken glass pattern. Stupidly simple, but nothing jewelry and wide pants can't fix. 

"You're fine with this, right?" Sohee turns to seunghan and shows him the top half of his outfit. "It's either this or whatever you're wearing now."

Seunghan stares at his Meow Meow 3000 pyjamas underneath his hoodie. "I'll go with yours."

"'Kay. I'll get pants, and you'll change." He chucks the clothes to Seunghan, and he'd usually be more careful, but they're on a time crunch. "Chop-chop."

Seunghan stays still. Sohee raises a brow as he checks the left closet. "What?"

"You gonna watch me change?"

Sohee sighs. "Well," he chucks some summer shorts out and to the floor, "I was hoping you'd be done by now."

He turns, and turns back in a flash. "Dude!"

Seunghan is shirtless. Like, toned body on display and everything.

"What?" Seunghan questions as if Sohee isn't very attracted right now. "Am I that bad?"

"N—No, it's just," Sohee gulps. "Nevermind. I'll put your pants on the vanity desk and get outta here."

There's silence and movement. Sohee prays to God that it's Seunghan changing.

"I'd rather..." A breath on Sohee's left ear, "you stay."

The smaller man squeaks. He slowly turns his head to the side, and when he meets Seunghan's eyes, he snaps back. The clothes in his hands starts to feel heavy.

It's weak when he asks, "doesn't this count as harrassment?"

He can feel Seunghan's pout. "But you don't mind it, do you?"

Sohee shakes his head, them stops himself from shaking his head. He can't show a reaction.

But it's really hard not to show a reaction, when Seunghan moves to place his nose on the back of his hair and smell. It's so— intimate, and Sohee shudders.

"Come on, baby," Seunghan murmurs, "how about we go on a date one day? No press or cameras, just you and me in my private apartment."

Record scratch. Cue the world tilting on it's axis.

Sohee grimaces. "Are you insane? Do you have a death wish?"

He imagines someone like Yohwa or Sungbo asking him on a date like that and blanches. Sure, they're all really compatible, but they're public figures and he's not. Their livelihoods would be destroyed if caught touching skin with someone else other than their bandmate.

Seunghan seems to not notice his stylist's inner turmoil. "Hm?"

"That's—" Sohee scoffs. He turns and pushes Seunghan away lightly, places the pants on the desk, and walks to the door. "I swear, there's some protocol about it in the papers I signed. You're not getting that close to me, Mr. Hong." He opens the door. "Now, get drsssed and I'll overview you once you're out."

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seagulls

shotaroez, eunniesock, YOU

so, he? (YOU)

hyungs

guys

im going to cry

shotaroez

what's wrong?

eunniesock

what

who do i need to beat up

so, he? (YOU)

NO IT WAS A JOKE

anyway so like

i got

assigned

to a different person

shotaroez

what

another band?

so, he? (YOU)

no

an actor

guess

shotaroez

an actor under rra???

lee junmin 

eunniesock

our father dilf

gok yunjoong 

so, he? (YOU)

no

a bit more famous

shotaroez

the really hot lady from that one drama

so, he? (YOU)

ur so vague

eunniesock

i swear if it's jung sungchan we're swapping clients

so, he? (YOU)

no ur close

his name is simmilar

shotaroez

no

don't tell me

so, he? (YOU)

yes

shotaroez

jeong soonmi???

so, he? (YOU)

WHAT NO

its seunghan

hong seunghan

eunniesock

.

shotaroez

.

ur shitting me

so, he? (YOU)

NO IM SERIOUS

eunniesock

he chooses his own staff man

shotaroez

exactly

eunniesock

he has the sculpture of a God

shotaroez

exactly

so, he? (YOU)

im his stylist

shotaroez

EXACTLY!!1!1!=@^&9+#;

eunniesock

ignore him

im so proud of you pookie!!!!

shotaroez

wat happened to me

eunniesock

shut

so, he? (YOU)

*\(^o^)/*

eunniesock

let the baby have his moment

so, he? (YOU)

oh wait let me get to my point

uh

im pretty sure he hit on me

eunniesock

.

shotaroez

.

eunniesock

are you shitting me

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Seunghan has 5 minutes until the cameraman starts rolling. The host is wishing everyone good luck and the staff are doing all sorts of different mediations. He was briefed that this episode was about the changing of winter and how it gets closer to Christmas. And melodic spirits. Whatever.

Sohee can't help but fuss over Seunghan, an old habit he does to people he's working on before something happening. Also because Insik is sweating like crazy and Sohee doesn't want to out more pressure on the manager. He dusts off Seunghan's shoulders, adjusts the necklace, and when he looks up—

Sohee grimaces. Seunghan is smirking at him like stupid and the stylist having to go on his toes to reach the actor's hair isn't helping. "Fix your hair."

"You're the stylist~" Seunghan sing-songs, tilting his head down.

Sohee quickly musses up the other man's hair, and wonders aloud, "have you ever though of growing it out slightly?"

Seunghan clicks his tongue. "Once again, pretty, you're the stylist."

"Alright! Everyone on standby, rolling in... 3... 2... 1..."

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OMG! SEUNGHAN'S OUTFIT IN THIS EP?!

@_underfl4sh - im actually going insane hes so fine ...

@meowdjsjwudb - his hair his outfit his face his smile ...

@12three4five - next fanmeeting im zooming ...

@sh0rkf1nz - new stylist deserves a raise. he never was this sleek ...

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"Hello, everyone!"

The set is outdoor in the bustling winds, which makes the cameraman get a stronger grip onto their equipment. Sohee holds his fanny pack and notebook closer to him, slightly shivering. He never adapted to the cold well the first few days. 

"Today is a special day," the host says to the main cast, "today..."

"A fire show?" One of them guesses.

"Sleeping underwater?" Another one says, and Sohee wonder what happened to ask that as a possible answer.

"Minyeon finally winning a game?" Says the other cast member, and Minyeon (presumably) scoffs and turns to a camera to show her expression.

Sohee looks around for Seunghan, who seems to be getting a briefing with other guests by the PD before everything else.  Their respective cameramen  are playing rock-paper-scissors with one another.

Seunghan glances at Sohee back, coincidentally, and the latter freezes, eyes searching for somewhere else. Anywhere else. He was not looking at Seunghan. If looks could kill, Sohee would be demolished by now with the intensity of the actor's stare.

"No, you're all so—" The host takes a dramatiscised breath in, "today, we have guests! And with the year almost ending and Christmas showing up, we obviously have the main actors of The First Snow here with us today!"

One of the female main casts screams and claps her hands. The other members exclaim loudly. As each of them, including Seunghan walk in. Sohee's mind starts ringing as he sees the belt he out on get looser and looser. 

He looks around to find anyone from the creative department in the sea of staff, but to no avail. He chews his bottom lip; it's okay, just not ideal. If it falls the pants will just fall slightly down, which might actually add more style! Just cheer up, Sohee, don't worry too—

"Hello, I am Hong Seunghan, and I act as Jihan in The First Snow." Seunghan bows deeply, his singular earring Sohee put on a few minutes before ("Dont you dare think about anything, Mr. Hong,") dangling. "I'm honored to be here. Please take good care of me and watch our movie."

The other actors agree.

"Oh, we have a gentleman with us!" One of the ladies — Haejoo? — says, and recieves slaps on the back from her peers. "Handsome, too!"

Seunghan laughs, loud bashful, and Sohee grimaces. Fucking handsome people and always getting perfect sunlight. 

"Ah, thank you," Seunghan smiles brightly, gaining more praise from the main cast members for being a 'Golden Child' of sorts. Singing, acting, modeling, dancing, visuals, the whole package.

"Why aren't you an idol?" One of them asks, "you're surely suited for it."

Seunghan smiles, boyish. He jokes and says its so that he can date more freely, non-celebrities. A small glance is shot his way, and Sohee wants to punch everyone in the face.

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"First game! Staff Appreciation Relay Race! Team First Snow versus Team Original." The PD, Mr. Shin, announces. "You will have to select a staff member fitting the criteria I give to you. The first person to come back to the center and do the given challenge with their chosen person gets one point for their team. The team with the most points at the end gets a scrumptious lunch, consisting of the prideful foods of Korea's winter."

Everyone listens carefully to the rules, and Sohee sighs out of relief. This is his second day. He won't be pulled out, Seunghan doesn't know him that well. (How damn wrong he was.)

"First round..."

Everyone gets into a running position. 

"You must find a talented staff member to help you build a snowman!"

And they're off. Sohee stands to pile with Anton and the other stylists to make way for everyone. 

"Poor Wonbin," Anton murmurs, "having to chase Seunghan around."

Sohee takes this as a cue to look at the mentioned cameraman, and laughs at the predicament unveiling in front of them.

Wonbin is frantically panning between Seunghan, who is trying to drag his manager — Insik, he has to remember that name — to the set, and Insik, who is keeping his feet on the ground and insisting there were more talented crew members out there. He's camera shy, Sohee presumes. He would butt in, but they're both laughing, so who cares.

"Mr. Cho, please!" Seunghan begs, tugging at Insik's arm. Insik keeps on shaking their head, insisting there is someone more capable. Sohee predicts a laughing track being placed if this makes the final cut.

It's too late, because Minyeon of Team Original is already up there with her cameraman (which is a smart move), rolling snow and piling it messily together. Seunghan groans, begging his team to grab someone.

Soyeon and the lighting director both scream to get into the snow as well, and it's a race for time now. 

Sohee thinks could build a killer snowman.

Eventually, it's Team Original that won the first point due to the head start. Everyone gathers back to the shooting area.

"Next..." the PD flips a paper from his clipboard. "You must find a determined staff member, determined enough to play charades with you!"

And, before Sohee can blink, everyone is off again.

Seunghan is about to run off until he looks behind him, looking at Wonbin. The latter in question seems to notice the what actor's thinking and shakes his head. Seunghan, though, only sees this as a 'yes' and drags Wonbin and his camera by the wrist to the middle.

One of the assistants gives Wonbin a cardboard card with the word he has to act out. The cameraman makes a confused face and puts his hands flat on his head.

"Uh, supersonic!" Seunghan guesses.

Wonbin shakes his head. He rubs his hands, messing with his hair.

"Massaging!"

Wonbin shakes his head even more severely. Behind his mask he must be seething. Sohee laughs at the image that might be underneath. 

"Oh, oh!" Seunghan claps. "Washing hair!"

Wonbin smiles, which in turn makes Seunghan yell in triumph as this round ends in approximately 40 seconds.

The PD blinks. Eveyone from Team Original groans at the tie, and Team First Snow is running to Seunghan and picking at his hair and cheeks. Sohee cringes, because he'll need to fix that hair later when they take a break.

"And, the tiebreaker... find a charming staff member to do a flash photo shoot with the poses we give you."

One of the assistants fumble for a poster to show them. When they do, Seunghan smiles like a maniac and runs off. 

Sohee thinks something bad is about to happen.

He turns around to, once again, give room for the childr— cast members to move around, but his gut appeared right.

Seunghan grabbed him by the waist and hiked him over his shoulder. Everyone exclaims as he runs at an alarming speed and as Sohee screams and tries to wriggle off. He gives up when he sees the swarming staff. 

The actor yanks his stylist down into a bridal carrying position, except Sohee doesn't have the patience to wrap his arms around Seunghan's neck. And, he absolutely refuses to meets Seunghan's eyes. So his limbs are curled into his body. Floppy.

The poster is showing a man and a woman with their noses touching, in the position Seunghan and Sohee are right now.

Dying in a ditch would be okay now.

Seunghan whines, giving Sohee a shake in his arms. "Mr. Stylist, please, let's do this!"

Sohee's thankful that he's wearing a mask and cap right now, otherwise his teeth bared at the actor would not make a pretty article front.

Sohee takes one more look at the woman in the man's arms on the photo, and tries to replicate what she's doing. Eyes glistening and arms around a man's neck. This has definitely happened before.

Seunghan's grip has changed to a softer embrace now, taking Sohee in closer as the rest of the staff coo and exclaim loudly. As Sohee finally takes a look at Seunghan, he hates the feeling of his face and neck heating up like a wildfire.

It's stupid, really— like all time stops. Like Seunghan's stupid cocky smile is finally doing something to him. Like Sohee is starting to like—

Seunghan leans closer, even more. Their noses are touching. Sohee does not like the impurity of his next few thoughts.

"Seunghan gets a win once again! Final point to Team First Snow!"

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Anton and Wonbin walk with him quietly to the staff car.

Wonbin decides to break the silence. "Should I be asking about what tension you and Seunghan had back there?"

Sohee closes his eyes. He was hoping he was daydreaming about whatever happened back there.

"It was really shocking," Anton mutters. "Seunghan would usually back down from something like that, especially with staff."

"That's what I thought! But with Sohee—"

Sohee places his hand over his friend's masks, effectively shutting then up.

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seugnhan and his stylist???

whens the wedding #fyp #hongseungh...

@hyoliar NO WHEN I SAW THIS PART I LITERALLY SCREAMED IT WAS SO AVDUABSHAJS ...

@sploosh274 Mr. Stylist please wait in line 🙏🙏🙏

@dollarbills_want seunghan has good taste. chose all the pretty people for his staff, and he ... 

@dingodongo its the way he looks at his stylist for me. its not even subtle 😭😭😭 he ...

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As soon as the episode airs, he sees the video on the train. On people's phones passing the street. High school students all the way to elderly workers are watching it. He sees the way everyone reacts to it.

How they react to the clip of him and Seunghan almost kissing.

He's being flamed by his friends about it, for goodness sake. Everyone knows what happened, and all the staff that follow him on Instagram and other socials are fucking cheering for him.

His sour mood can be noticed from as soon as he enters the room for staff under Seunghan.  

"A—Ah, Sohee," Insik says softly, walking up to him. "About the—"

"Where's Seunghan?" Sohee questions. He has a job to do, and he can't be bothered about these trivial things. It'll pass.

"He's in the styling room. Sohee, about what happened at—"

"Insik, it's okay." Sohee tries his best to give a reassuring smile. "It was something fun for everyone. I don't mind it."

"But you—"

Sohee walks away, towards the room where Seunghan was waiting. He's planning to do something he'll regret as soon as he heads into that room. 

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Seunghan notices Sohee walk in from the mirror. He turns around, delightedness evident in his face. "The episode skyrocketed last night, Sohee! We—"

"Seunghan." Sohee sighs.

The man called goes quiet. What did he do now?

"What— what you did on that day," Sohee starts, "it made me feel... something. Something that I'm not sure how to think of it as."

Seunghan's heart swells with hope as his stylist walk closer to him and starts fixing his hair. "It— it did?"

"Mhm. Something good, don't worry." Sohee nods, tugging his hair sharply. Seunghan winces. He seems to think something for a bit before continuing to talk. "So, if I go on a date with you, will you finally stop being so obvious?"

Seunghan's wild smile morphs into something more sultry. "Baby, I wouldn't be able to be any more obvious if we start going out. Wouldn't be able to keep my hands off of—"

Whatever he was going to say next was taken over with loud shouts as Sohee started pulling his ear and hair simultaneously. "Okay, okay! I can be subtle. Won't tell anyone."

Sohee raises a brow. "And you will treat this as a serious thing? Not just something for funsies?"

Seunghan pouts. "Of course. What do you take me for?"

Sohee stays silent. There's some hidden message there. "One week. I'm giving you one week to convince me to date you."

Seunghan nods slowly. To be honest, he thought Sohee  "I can do anything?"

"Eh," Sohee shrugs and starts applying hair spray in various places, "anything that's morally acceptable. Be touchy, be whatever. Nothing can beat the almost-kiss we had. You're an asshole for that, by the way."

"Should you be calling your client an a—"

"Do you want me to date you or not, Mr. Hong?"

Seunghan goes quiet and looks at the mirror straight ahead. 

"Huh." Sohee smirks. This could work.

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The next day, everyone at RR_A is giving him stares. 

It's probably not because of his or his (super cool) outfit, it's probably Seunghan holding him by the hip as he talks nonsenocally about something about birds, his sunglasses glistening in the moonlight. 

When they try to enter a lift, Seunghan makes sure it's only them inside. When the door closes, he tugs Sohee into his chest. He presses his nose into the smaller man's head.

This was not what Sohee meant by saying he could be touchy.

But with the media's most wanted actor holding him close and whispering sweet nothing into his hair as they ascend, it's okay. 

But, Sohee should be on guard. Because Seunghan is a menace, and Sohee won't be able to look at himself again if he went weak for a very handsome person he's only been working with for a bit more than a week.

"We're almost here," Sohee murmurs, pushing off of Seunghan.

Seunghan, Sohee swears to God, whines. With the fucking pout and everything. "One kiss? Please?"

Sohee scoffs. "You've got six more days."

He walks past the other man and into the crowded staff. 

Six more days.

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seunghan and his stylist caught at rr_a ATTACHED BY THE HIP???

Hong Seunghan could give less of a shit, oh ...

@dioxide.infect this pic lives in my head rent free. the way his stylist is so ignorant abt it means ... 

@ggggbaby2  i wonder who took this pic hehe, they must be in trouble !!!

@hereditary_prose man, no wonder seunghan's looking fresher these days ...