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Honestly, it wasn’t intentional. Mark tried to keep work and his personal life as separate as possible, but how can he when Haechan is a part of both and will practically pounce at every chance to cross every line Mark attempts to place? It had been a long day, and they had arrived at the airport for an even longer flight, fans and press crowding the airport gates. Mark grabbed at the car door handle to exit, mentally preparing for the flash of camera lights, before suddenly being stopped. Haechan grabbed his wrist, preventing him from opening the door, before suddenly pulling at the shoulder of Mark’s jacket. Haechan kissed him sloppily before pulling away, his eyes sparkling with elation from confusing Mark and sending him panicking. Mark’s face screamed it all. Haechan, what the fuck? Of course, he would never hear any comment Mark could have racked his brain for, exiting the car before facing the repercussions he knew would come eventually. Whether that be his face pushed harder into the pillow or Mark complaining about it, Haechan couldn’t care.
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The process of getting through an airport and onto a plane was already hard enough without people lined up and 10 minutes designated for pictures. However, after finally getting through the terminal and to their seats, Mark finally had a moment for himself, still worrying about the kiss. There were thousands of thoughts flying through Mark’s head every millisecond. Did someone see? The windows were tinted, but this was something that could cause an entire scandal. Not that Haechan was very discreet about their relationship, but he mostly kept it to where it could be played off as a 10-year friendship. Mark opened Twitter to monitor reactions to their appearance and airport outfits, knowing what a big deal things like this were. However, the first image that popped up on his feed was a picture of himself. Mark’s a handsome guy, of course. Everyone can see that. It was not a bad picture of him. Perhaps if the thin line of foundation around the ring of his lips wasn’t completely smeared off, he would have even saved it. The retweets and likes increased rapidly, obviously gaining a lot of attention. Mark sighed and rubbed his eyes. It would be a long flight.