[SF] I'm a man (of you)

DOOJUN x JUNHYUNG #welove2jun

by. JOKEMO 

Handsome young artist "Yoon Doojoon" ♥ Hot manager "Yong Junhyung"

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I don't ask for much, but I hope you love Tujun a lot. ^_^

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Yoon Doojoon is a hot new artist who is currently being watched a lot. With a handsome appearance, dark tan skin, and a sharp, slender face. The nose is high and ridged. His lips, when they smile, always show warmth. Ah.. It's no wonder that these charms attract young women and older women to become his fans.

Roast quickly in less than a year!

Crack!

The small figure of the person with the hanging mouth sat on the soft carpeted floor. The thin back leans against the end of the bed. Long, slender legs stretched out in front. His brows furrowed together slightly with seriousness. In his left hand he holds a piece of paper.

A4

and the other right hand held a long pencil. The sound of a pencil writing on paper

A4

A soft sound rang out. On the paper, black scribbles appeared thoroughly. Linking here and there, it's all messy. while a tall and slender figure lay on his back on a soft, thick bed. By turning your head towards the end of the bed. His broad head was lowered to the side of Junhyung as he turned to look and asked.

“Mr. Manager~ What are you doing?”

“How are you organizing your work schedule, Dujun? So why don't you go take a shower? It's already dark. You have work early tomorrow."

“How lazy. I'm waiting for the manager to take a shower first."

“I'm at work, can't you see? And this is my room. You go back to your room and take a shower.”

“Let's chase each other?”

There was no response. Junhyung flicked his eyes towards Doojun who was now disturbing his concentration on his work. Before a small hand moved and tapped a pencil on Doojoon's head. Why don't you take care of yourself? Even though tomorrow I have work early in the morning.

“You have work early tomorrow. From nine to noon you have to go to the autograph signing event.

xxx

After that, we'll go eat together. Between 2 and 4 p.m. you have to go record an interview.

Shi shi bu

And then the last job is at six o'clock onwards until the job is finished. You have to go do a magazine photo shoot.

k-boy”

“Ah, I know.”

“Ah...”

Plump lips opened and he let out a loud cry. When a headache creeps into your head His round face was distorted because of the pain. Without warning, the pencil in his hand fell out of his hand. Junhyung moved his hand up to gently massage his temple as he was accustomed to doing when things like this happened. Because I rested too little...

"What's wrong with you, Manager? Are you sick?"

“Um, a little bit, but it's okay. It's bad... even though you're an artist who should be more tired than a manager like me.”

“No, Mr. Manager. As humans, there are times when the body is weak. The manager is a person too. So even if I'm a little weak, it'll probably be okay... Please take a break. I'm worried.”

Dujun smiled widely. A thick hand moved to place it on the soft hair before gently stroking it in a comforting way. Before he put his hand into his pocket and walked out of the room immediately without waiting for a word from Junhyung... As for Junhyung, he was never tired from work. Because every time I see Junhyung's face...

The tiredness disappeared completely...

A long table covered with a clean white cloth lay horizontally on the stage set up for the event. The letters “

YOON DOOJUN 1stFANSIGN”

It was decorated on the rear partition in a large and striking manner. In the center of the table were three or four indelible gold permanent pens on plastic. And there was a chair that was covered with a black cloth that contrasted with the color of the table cloth.

In front of the stage appeared a long fence. Behind the fence, there were fans of the new artist Yoon Doojoon who were waiting in such dense numbers that the sidewalks there were difficult to navigate. If you were to get lost in here, it wouldn't be easy to break through the crowd. The chaotic atmosphere appeared in the eyes of those around you.

A person wearing a completely black outfit with the words screenprinted on the back.

STAFF

Make it stand out and keep everyone busy. The staff are busy preparing for the event that will begin soon. Some went to set up rules and agreements with fans. Some went to set up their cameras to capture the atmosphere.

“Scream!”

“Look Jun Oppa!!”

“Look at Joon-ah!! Saranghae!!”

Soon, the screams of the fans echoed throughout the area. When a black van pulled up next to him. Fans tried to crowd and rushed towards the van. Until the security guards, like the guards, had to rush over and spread their arms to hold each other. The van door opened, revealing Doojoon's tall, slender figure and handsome face.

The more screams from the fans increased as well. Doojun smiled his own small smile at the corner of his mouth. He raised his arms to wave hello to the fans who had been waiting for him since morning before lowering them to cover his mouth with both hands and yelling out.

“Annyeong!!!!!!!!”

Screams rang out continuously and everyone held up the cheering signs they had made with all their arms so that the artists they loved could see. Some people who brought pro cameras raised them to aim and take quick shots to capture the artists. Don't hold back on your own. Even more, I've encountered very good service from Doojoon like this. Whoever was screaming increased the power of their screams even more.

Anyone who held the sign up to arm's length almost jumped up and down. The patience and love of these people is truly admirable. Even though the sun is hot and the sun is this high, we can still endure it. Dujun waved slightly once more before walking backstage. Junhyung, who had just gotten rid of the contents of the car, both his own backpack and Doojoon's, stepped out of the car.

In his hand he held two backpacks. Round eyes scanned the surroundings inside the barrier. before letting out a satisfied smile. It hasn't been that long since it debuted, it's not even a year yet but it already has so many fans... Really cool Yoon Doojoon

Junhyung walked backstage shortly after Doojoon. A small hand placed the backpack on the chair that had been prepared. Meanwhile, Doojoon was dragged away by a stylist to put on a little more powder. Junhyung lifted his wrist and looked at his watch. It's almost time to start work. Now the host of the event has gone up on stage to give the opening speech.

Today, Doojoon is wearing a simple black t-shirt with a cool skull pattern on it. With clean white trousers Junhyung steps forward and stands in front of Jun. who has now been released by the stylist His small hand gently brushed the white fur on the black fabric on Doojun's broad chest.

"Ah... there's cat fur stuck to it. I brushed it for you. I guess it came from Tigger. I saw you playing with it."

Junhyung lowered his head and mumbled to his favorite cat, Tigger. Now I often see Jun play with him, both holding and teasing him. Why else would he give him food and snacks until he became more addicted to Joon than his owner, Joon Hyung? The tall and slender figure looked down and smiled before saying thank you.

"Um..thank you."

“Doo Jun!! It's almost time. Come stand by at the side of the stage."

“Ah .. yes! I will go now.”

The staff shouted from across the backstage. To call Chun to come to the designated point because the time is getting closer and closer. Du Jun turned around and shouted in response before backing away from Junhyung slightly. Junhyung looked up at Jun before giving him a wide smile.

“Keep focused, Yoon Doojoon. Fighting.”

Junhyung raised a small fist to tell Dujun that Fighting. Doojoon responded to this by following along. The two smiled at each other before Doojoon walked away and stood at the designated spot.

He beautifully signs his signature on whatever album or poster his fans choose for him to sign. Fans who came up to ask for Doojoon's autograph When the golden signature appeared prominently on their surface, they shouted with joy. Some took photos and put them on Instagram to show off.

Some uploaded tweets venting their happiness and joy, telling stories about the atmosphere at the event, sharing fan accounts to make the same fandom who didn't get to know feel jealous as well.

Beside Doojoon's body was a small doll. There were so many small and large paper bags with cute designs placed there that there was almost no space to walk around. Inside the bag were buttermilk snacks, delicious food, and lots of tonics. There were also many envelopes lined up and kept next to them. All of which came from Doojoon's fans.

Because everyone who came up to get their signature Very few people come up empty-handed. Almost everyone has a beautiful bag on hand. Or there's a handwritten letter confessing the love in your heart for the artist you like.

As time went on, the more the sun rose into the center of the sky. The sunlight was getting hotter and hotter and couldn't be stopped. Beads of sweat began to flow on the body. Junhyung, who had come up to stand beside Du Jun on stage since I don't know when, picked up a tissue in his hand and handed it to Du Jun next to him. Dujun was slightly taken aback when a hand suddenly reached out unexpectedly.

His sharp face turned slightly to look at Junhyung's face before he smiled and nodded his head in thanks. His hand moves to pick up the tissue in Junhyung's hand and wipes off his sweat. With the other hand he also signed for his fans. His sharp face bent and looked up, alternating with signing and talking with fans. A smile adorned his face most of the time.

Even though sweat is flowing out in constant streams like this,

Junhyung smiled at Doojoon's fans who came on stage. Looking at Dujun from behind, he saw that this ordinary man was surrounded by fans from both the front and the sides. But who knows... Among Doojoon's fans, there are also people who like his manager Joonhyung!

His eyes swept around and his eyes suddenly stumbled upon a sign on a large pro-lens camera that had his name prominently written on it: “Yong Junhyung.” The little man standing behind him almost opened his mouth. I was left stunned. What? Are there people who are his fans? Should he debut as an artist too? Thinking about it, I laughed inside.

Soon, Junhyung looked towards the professional camera and started playing with the camera in a cute manner. Both held up two fingers and smiled. I secretly saw that Junhyung's fans in the corner were bouncing around in a row. Junhyung burst out laughing after a thin hand was raised to cover his mouth.

As time passed, the line of lucky fans was almost gone. Until now, Doojoon was still smiling happily at the fans. Junhyung picked up a small fan and showed it to Jun, taking care of him in the manner of a good manager. Until the last lucky fan arrived. The young woman held out the album for Junsen to see. On the album was a bright yellow post-it in the middle. On the paper there was a cute handwriting.

'How is Dujoon hyung's relationship with Junhyung hyung? Please answer me ~ 1. Friend 2. Manager and artist 3. Sibling 4. Secret'

Dujun suddenly stopped slightly. The girl in front of her was probably just asking for fun and not taking anything seriously. She probably had a crush on him and Junhyung like normal fans would. But for Dujun, it really tickled his heart... What should I answer so that Junhyung won't get angry and won't hurt himself... Without waiting, a strong hand grabbed a cross-haired pen and went to number 4. Secret.

Junhyung, who was standing next to him, leaned in to look in curiosity when he saw his name briefly on the paper. As soon as he finished reading the sentence, his round face instantly turned a little brighter. It's not because of shyness, Junhyung... it's just that the weather is really hot. Talk to yourself in your mind.

“Junhyung oppa. Please sign for me~ Actually, I like you as much as Doojoon hyung keke.”

The girl in front of her turned to talk to Junhyung and handed Doojoon an album that had Doojoon's signature on it from before towards Junhyung. Junhyung made a face. He unexpectedly gasped before he nodded in confusion and took the album in his hand.

“Ahhh... Okay.”

He stammered out a reply before a hand grabbed the pen from Doojoon's hand and signed his own signature on the empty space next to him. before handing the album back to the little girl The little girl smiled widely with happiness. Her dream came true and she met both Doojoon and Joonhyung hyung nearby. She bowed and thanked her before turning and walking off the stage.

But she left a big bomb for Joon-hyung...

“Junhyung oppa. Your face is red keke.”

A thin hand rose to cup both his cheeks. Meanwhile, Doojun turned to look at Joonhyung's face to verify whether what the fan said was true or not. and found that it was the pure truth Junhyung's face was now a lot redder than before. Doojoon burst out laughing until Joonhyung made a fierce face. A hand slid into Doojoon's back and he walked off the stage without waiting.

The smell of grilled meat spread throughout the room. Various types of meat including pork, chicken or even beef. It was placed on the grill to cook. The sound of meat grilling is heard from time to time to create an atmosphere. Junhyung and Doojoon sat cross-legged on cushions provided by the restaurant on opposite sides of the table.

There were only the two of them in the room. Dujun used his chopsticks to flip the meat around. Some of the pieces were well cooked and he put them on Junhyung's plate. Until Junhyung had to take the chopsticks back.

"I can eat it myself. You just eat it. You just gave it to me and you didn't eat it today."

“Well, the manager is sick lately. I have to take care of it.”

"There's no need for it. I'm fine."

Junhyung moved his chopsticks and flipped some of the grilled meat on the stove. before forking out fresh green vegetables and putting them on Doojoon's plate.

“Eating a lot of vegetables is good for your health.”

“Manager, please eat too.”

Watch Jun move his hand to pick up vegetables and put them on Junhyung's plate. Until Junhyung had to look up and stare wide-eyed.

"No, I don't eat vegetables."

Junhyung forked the vegetables back and put them on Doojoon's plate. Why doesn't Dujoon know that people like Joonhyung don't eat vegetables? But because Junhyung knows that vegetables are good for health, why doesn't he eat them himself? Only taking care of other people is really annoying.

“Why did the manager say that vegetables are good for your health? Then Mr. Manager must eat vegetables.”

"If you don't eat, if you say you don't eat, then you won't eat."

“Eating a little is still good. It wasn't that bad because the manager doesn't eat vegetables. How did you act like that last night?"

Junhyung sighed from boredom and was too lazy to listen to Doojoon's complaints. So, who's the manager and who's the artist? His small hand picked up the cooled vegetables and grilled meat on a plate, put it in his mouth and chewed.

“Are you satisfied yet?”

Crazy bitter! Junhyung made a face before wanting to spit. But I had to be patient in order to maintain my image and not listen to Jun complain again.

“Very good, Mr. Manager.”

Doojoon smiled until his cheeks nearly bursted before he ate some of the grilled meat on his plate while flipping the grilled meat over on the stove to cook at the same time. You will be able to eat without interruption. Junhyung's slender legs moved to kick Doojoon's shins under the table in annoyance. Dujun let out a soft moan, but Junhyung just gave him a clueless look.

Watch Jun give Junhyung some, Junhyung give Junhyung some give, alternating back and forth. Sometimes there was Dujun holding grilled meat to Junhyung's mouth. Junhyung, who was caught off guard and too lazy to shout anything, only accepted the grilled meat that Dujun gave him politely. The meat grilled on the stove gradually decreased until it was completely gone.

Doojoon called the employee to come collect the money, the luxurious gold credit card was easily taken and swiped. Meanwhile, Jun Hyung Din went outside to call the employees and employees of the company.

Let's finish eating and prepare for the next event.

The van pulled up and parked in front of the skyscraper building of the program station.

Shi shi bu

Now the sunlight has faded somewhat, but not much. In front of the radio station's building, there were Doojoon's fans waiting again. Screams rang out throughout the area. Doojoon, Junhyung, and the staff all looked at the surroundings with familiarity. Doojoon stepped out of the van and greeted his fans once again.

Some fans also came from fan signing events. Some people just came and waited here. Some fans watch Jun and remember his face by heart because they follow him everywhere, no matter what job he has. He is happy to be like this, but sometimes there are fans of children wearing school uniforms following him. He would ask if he had skipped school. Then I would scold and teach you not to skip class and come only when you are free and able to come.

Sometimes there are fans who appear to be fainting or thirsty. He would either walk up to him and hand the fan a new bottle of water or tell him with concern that if he couldn't take it then he should go home and rest. I'll come again for the next job. An artist who is so warm and attentive to his fans. Therefore, it is not strange that everyone would become his fans.

Doojoon greeted fans again for a bit before being escorted into the building by staff to prepare for recording. Junhyung, who was now free, walked closer to Doojoon's fans. Immediately, his eyes fell on the same pro camera with Yong Junhyung's name tag attached to the top. Without waiting, his slender legs stepped closer to the group of fans without fear of being attacked.

Because everyone who came here were just Doojoon fans. Not his fans at all.

“Annyeong”

The girls were sitting cross-legged in a circle, each holding a pro camera in their hand, clicking through the pictures they had taken. Junhyung greeted his own fan group(?) softly before leaning forward to face him. Until the group of girls had to immediately turn around and look, before showing off their shocked faces and immediately bouncing up to their feet.

The people in the back held up their professional cameras and took quick shots of Junhyung in front of him. As for the people in front, they stood smiling and opened their mouths to talk to Junhyung as if they had been close friends for many years.

“Ah~ Oppa, how did you come? Aren't you going to go into the building and look at Jun Oppa?"

“Oh, I'll get in soon, I'm bored. Going in, I probably wouldn't have taken care of Doojoon anyway. Probably got dragged by a stylist to put on makeup and change clothes.”

“But at other times, Oppa takes good care of Jun Oppa, right~”

The first girl shot a question that caused Junhyung to freeze before turning to laugh with his own group of friends who had come together.

“A... That's right, I'm that guy's manager.”

“So you don't want to be more than a manager, oppa?”

“What the hell are you talking about? It's me and Doojoon.”

Junhyung wasn't angry. I probably thought it was just fan fiction like Doojoon thought. A hand moved to forcefully rub the head of the girl in front of her as punishment for asking something that didn't make sense. But the girl didn't seem angry and was even happy and turned around to scream to her friends again that Jun Hyung Oppa had disgraced me too.

Until people in the group slowly offered to tell Oppa to pat my head. Junhyung laughed at the sight in front of him. Secretly, I'm a little happy that I have a fan club with him too. Until a young woman standing at the very back came in with a professional camera in hand.

“Oppa, I'm serious. Wouldn't you rather be a doojoon oppa than a manager of an artist?”

“Dammit, don't expect me. What you call imaginary is impossible.”

“But I think I want to watch Junoppa... Oppa, look at this.”

A young woman's small hand held a pro camera in front of Junhyung's face. Before continuing to press the arrows to scroll through the next picture. which includes pictures of Junhyung and Doojoon But most of them are more focused on Junhyung's pictures. In some photos, Joon and Joonhyung are seen near each other in the same photo. Doojoon's eyes would always look towards Junhyung without Joonhyung realizing it.

Almost every photo that this fan keeps is always a photo of Doojoon looking at Joonhyung. Junhyung stood and watched silently. Look at the image that has been changed. Before the idea was halted when the pro camera was moved back.

“I don't know what Oppa thinks about Doojoon Oppa. But I think that watching Jun Oppa, you must really like Oppa.”

“That guy is going to like me. They thought it all on their own.”

That pillow... It was at the highest point that he couldn't reach. There are many fans around. There was a voice that was ready to shout and cheer, call Doojoon's name, and there was an overflow of encouragement that was ready to cheer Doojoon at all times... Doojoon is a very good-looking guy, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to debut as an artist like this.

Many women in the industry crowded around him. Until sometimes the person who is excluded is Junhyung himself... Junhyung let out a soft sigh, his round eyes became dull and sad for just a moment before they quickly returned to being as bright as before without any mistake.

“Really~ Oppa, believe me.”

“If I believe you guys, I'm crazy. I'll excuse myself before I have to go into the building. Someone's calling me.”

Junhyung pulled out the phone in his pocket and showed it to the girls in front of him. Without even looking to see who was calling Until a soft scream came from the group of girls. The cause of this scream is... Doojoon was the one who called Joonhyung. Junhyung made a face of amazement at his own mistake this time.

before quickly answering the phone and walking into the building Leaving the girls standing there screaming and chattering.

“Ah, look at Jun oppa calling to follow Junhyung oppa too. I wonder if he's worried.”

“Yah, that's what I thought, keke, you haven't talked to us for a long time.”

“Look, you guys, the real Junhyung oppa is so cute up close. It really didn't waste any effort to follow.”

“Yes, very cute, perfect for watching Jun Oppa...”

Doojoon walked out of the camera after finishing recording. This program is a pre-recorded program. It will probably take a few more days for it to be broadcast. Long legs walked out of the recording spot and stood next to Junhyung. His hand moved to pick up the drinking glass that Junhyung had prepared for him before he immediately raised it and drank it out of thirst.

Junhyung stood and skillfully crossed out the completed schedule on the paper, squinting silently at the tall, slender figure in front of him.

“You have a magazine photo shoot soon.

K-boy

Continuing, and then... there's a request for a special magazine interview.

K-boy

But he will come here and ask for an interview because he is more comfortable coming here, okay?”

“Ah... Ah, Mr. Manager..”

“Miss Yoon Doojoon, ah~ I came from a magazine.

K-boy

Yes, I'm looking for you right now. Shall we start the interview?”

A sharp voice cut in before he could say anything else. Doojun turned and looked in the direction of the voice tiredly. I only talked to Junhyung for a few sentences... Plus it's also a matter of work. His face was forced to nod lightly in agreement. His hand gently touched Junhyung's hand. Junhyung looked up questioningly.

His eyebrows were slightly raised. Dujun smiled at Junhyung before turning away and leading the way in another direction, leaving Junhyung standing there confused by the meaning Dujun wanted to convey.

“Now it's all right. Please come this way.”

Doojoon was captured sitting on a sofa in front of the camera once again. In this job that he does every day, there isn't a day that goes by that he doesn't see a camera or sit in front of the camera. Many people think that artists like to create images in front of the camera. Create an image to make yourself look good, but behind your back you don't have anything good at all... This logic couldn't be applied to someone like Yoon Doojoon.

A good-looking man is a good-looking man. A man who looks warm is just that warm. In front of the camera and behind the camera, Dujun has always been a consistent person. Whether it's the warmth that radiates to those around you Kindness and attention to details Whether it's with fans or anyone else.

The interview continued. Many questions were asked continuously. And the answer was continually answered as well.

“Here comes the final question. Let me tell you that this question is very special!! I believe that must be the question that every girl has been waiting for and wants to ask Mr. Dujoon himself.”

“Haha, I'm starting to want to know what the question is. Don't wait too long, I'm excited.”

"Oh... Mr. Doojoonie is so impatient. Haha. The last question is... !”

“Do Jun, do you have someone you like in mind? If not, what are your specs?”

Dujun suddenly stopped. In the brain, the brain is constantly processing and thinking of answers. But no matter how much I thought about it, there was only one answer and I couldn't avoid it... Sharp eyes turned to look outside the studio. In Doojoon's eyes, Junhyung's small figure clearly appeared. Junhyung was standing talking with Doojoon's personal stylist and was unknowingly arranging clothes that were hanging on the rail for Doojoon.

A smile was evident on his round face, something that clearly showed that they were talking with each other so much that there were times when the little man had to raise the back of his hand to cover his mouth to hold back his laughter. Those squinting eyes and chubby cheeks that were... His smile lifted up until it almost cracked, making Dujun unable to help but smile as well. His thick lips curled into a small smile at the corners of his mouth before answering as his heart commanded... It's not the brain's command...

“I already have someone I like. Ah... this is the last question, right? So I'd like to end the interview here. Thank you for coming.”

Smile politely The tall and slender figure stood up before bowing in thanks and stepping out of the room without paying any more attention...

“Oh Dujun, are you finished?”

Junhyung saw Doojoon walking out and stopped the conversation he was having with the stylist and walked over to Doojoon instead. Meanwhile, he crossed out another schedule in his hand. Now there's only one last photoshoot left...

“Ah, it's finished. Are you going to continue?”

Doojoon answered casually before walking over and picking up the backpack he'd had with him since morning and throwing it onto one shoulder. As for the other one, Junhyung stood and held it for him. Junhyung tilted his head slightly before moving his hand to grab the bag and carry it himself. But Doojun skillfully turned and dodged. Until Junhyung made a tickling sound in his mouth.

“I'll carry it for you.”

“It's good that you won't get tired! Just don't complain later.”

“Nah ... I'm not complaining, Mr. Manager.”

He raised his eyebrows in annoyance before leading the way towards the exit without bothering to collect anything because Junhyung had already collected everything. The rest is left to the staff to handle. Junhyung made a mocking face, watching Jun behind him before following along. Junhyung picked up his pace to keep up with Dujun. Before their shoulders walked parallel to each other

“So how was the interview? What interviews?”

Junhyung asked out of curiosity. Dujun turned his eyes to look. Junhyung hesitated for a bit before turning around and answering sarcastically again.

“Well... nothing much, same old questions.”

“But I still want to know. Please tell me.”

A small hand gently tugged at Doojoon's sleeve before he walked over and turned to face Doojoon. It turned out that Junhyung was now walking backwards.

“Come and walk carefully, Mr. Manager. You'll hit something or stumble and fall."

Doojun moved his hand to pull Joonhyung's arm back to walk nicely. But Junhyung held back.

“No, you told me before what the interview said.”

“Oh... Mr. Manager.”

"I'll tell you, I won't tell."

“Okay, you can tell me. Come back and walk quickly.”

His hand moved to pull Junhyung's arm again. But this time the little man agreed to come back and walk beside him. Without hesitation, he turned around and demanded another interview from Doojoon.

“Last question... He asked if there was anyone he liked yet, and if not, what were the specs like?”

“Yah, what did you answer? You answered that that's not true and your type must be like a pretty girl with a good figure.. Yuso Sexy Lady”

Junhyung made a dreamy face and drew his hand in the air in the shape of his waist, causing Jun to burst into laughter.

“No, I answered that I already have one.”

"look for !! Already have it !!? Who are you? I'm always stuck with you. Why can't I see where you have a crush on a girl?"

“I don't have a crush on a girl. Never mind it. You can get in the car, Mr. Manager.”

"Oh... Oh wait, answer my question first."

Walked right up to the van. Doojoon then had the opportunity to cut him short by pushing his back. Junhyung immediately let him get into the car without answering any questions and not listening to any more complaints from Junhyung...

The same van came to a stop in front of another tall building in the middle of the city. It was getting late and the sun had begun to set in the west and turned orange, spreading its rays of light across the wide sky. The same passenger stepped out of the car to come to work according to his last scheduled job. And the fans of the same group still screamed in response to the warm welcome.

But this time, there wasn't much time. Dujun waved and smiled at the fans for only a moment before he had to hurry and walk into the building because it was already quite some time. Junhyung walked in carrying his backpack and followed Jun without hesitation. His slender arms hugged a piece of work paper loosely to his chest.

At the filming location, everything was set up and prepared. The only thing left is the model. Now Doojoon has been dragged by the stylist to put on makeup and dress again as usual. Junhyung, who had just arrived, left his things in his place before going to talk with the director about Doojoon's turn to be filmed.

When they finished talking about the shooting queue, long legs stepped out and headed towards Dujun. Immediately, his eyes fell on a young woman with a pretty face. She was in a sweet, fluffy pink dress. Her cheeks were painted a light shade of pink. The lips were covered in sweet orange lipstick. Her hair was styled in a messy mess.

Overall, this woman is quite cute... This is Kim Hyuna, the person who will be posing for a magazine photoshoot with Doojoon...

Junhyung looked away from HyunA before dragging a chair to sit next to him, watching Jun who was now closing his eyes and letting the noonas do their makeup. Now he watched Jun finish getting dressed and his tall, slender figure in a plain white shirt. with a necktie tied around the neck and was covered with a completely black jacket.

“Look Jun, today you have to take a photoshoot with HyunA, you know that right?”

"Oh, I know."

“Well, I know. Today's concept is

A boy and A doll

You'll be like a boy with a cute girl doll by his side. Ahhh... And your turn is to continue filming after HyunA. HyunA will take the photo first and then you will take the photo. Finally, we'll take a photo together, is that okay?"

“Yes, I know.”

“Then that's good. Keep fighting, Du Jun-ah.”

Junhyung smiled widely. A small hand moved to arrange his hair to make it look a little messy when he saw that it was falling down on his forehead in an awkward way. But no matter how he grabbed it, it still fell down until Junhyung pouted and let out a hissing sigh.

"Noona, please leave it here. It fell out."

“Ah, okay, Junhyung. Junhyung looks worried about Junjung.”

"Well, I'm this doctor's manager. Noona is..."

Junhyung joked before walking away without turning around. Dujun opened his eyes and looked at the thin back that was walking further away before letting out a soft sigh and turning his eyes back to the original place as if nothing had happened.

Flashes flashed intermittently from the high-quality camera, watching Jun and HyunA work closely together in a quick and friendly manner. Dujoonmi's smile was almost always given to HyunA. The bodies snuggled close to each other while taking the photo. The more you look at it, the more appropriate it becomes. Junhyung stood with his arms crossed, silently watching Jun from a corner.

Round eyes were almost always fixed on Doojun.

HyunA moved her hand to pull Doojoon's tie, causing him to lean down as planned for the photoshoot. Their faces weren't that far apart, watching Joon stare at HyunA's face. Watching Joon give the girl a small smile before returning to his pretentious face as the camera's flash was about to flash on.

The woman's slender arms snaked around Doojoon's forearms. With the size and height being very different. HyunA's chubby head could only rest on Doojoon's strong shoulder. His sharp face turned to look at HyunA who was resting on her own shoulder following the director's instructions on how to pose.

The photo shoot continued. Meanwhile, Junhyung kept watching as well. There were times when I had to scramble around to find a change of clothes to look fresh for the next photo shoot. And when it was time to change clothes, Doojoon was the first to come out to Joonhyung when he should have been the stylist who arranged his clothes.

The sound of applause reverberated throughout the room. Director's staff Including models like HyunA and Doojoon, they were all smiles. Everyone who was initially busy with their own work had to remove themselves from their work and join in. Everyone's backs arched around in appreciation.

Because the photo shoot has already been completed. Junhyung, who stood quietly watching by himself, couldn't help but smile as well. Someone moved the pen up and crossed out the schedule on the paper he was holding, leaving it as the last schedule for the day. before walking over and stuffing the paper into the bag Some turned their backs to the group of people to prepare to pack up their things and return to the dormitory.

Because he was so tired that he almost had no energy to do anything. Today the whole day was spent preparing for work and discussing work.

Just a moment.

His round face immediately turned when he felt a strong grip on his shoulder, before turning around immediately when he saw that it was Doojoon walking towards him. Junhyung sighed in relief as he didn't want to talk to anyone right now. I feel like my symptoms are starting to get worse. I don't know what.

“Wait, Mr. Manager, turn here.”

"Is there anything? We can talk about it later. Let me pack my things first."

Junhyung replies. Before reaching out to pick up the headphones that Doojoon listened to, he put them on the chair and put them in his bag, as well as various famous brand electronic devices that Doojoon had played with and left behind. Grabbing this and that, he put it in his bag before having to look upset when Dujun pulled him towards him.

When the tall and slender figure saw the face of the person in front of him, he suddenly stopped... plump lips that had begun to turn pale. His face clearly showed fatigue from working and not resting. Worry began to arise in my heart. A thick hand moved to touch his forehead. before moving down to touch the left cheek, right cheek, and white neck

Until Junhyung had to frown at the expression of the person in front of him.

“What is the matter with you? What does my face look like?”

“Yes, why doesn't Mr. Manager take care of himself? The face is completely pale. He didn't look lifeless at all.”

"Nice... It's like this. It'll go away after a little rest."

“Tired, right?”

“No, I'm not tired. Said it would go away soon."

“Mr. Manager! Why don't you take care of yourself? Should I take a break from work to give the manager some rest?”

“No need, this is your time. Everyone is watching you so you should spend all your time promoting yourself. Do a lot of different events.”

“But I'm worried...”

The word concern would have almost escaped Dujoon's mouth if it hadn't been interrupted by the girl's sweet, cute voice. HyunA, who had finished getting dressed, returned to her usual casual clothes from who knows when, appearing to stand beside him, watching Jun casually. Meanwhile, a slender arm was wrapped around one of Doojoon's arms.

“Look Jun oppa, tonight... can you continue with me? Ah... I mean let's go eat. In return for Oppa agreeing to work with me. And also to celebrate?”

Dujun was slightly taken aback before his sharp face looked down at the girl beside him. Junhyung looked at Jun's face silently before turning back to collect the things he had left behind without paying any more attention. Dujun had a troubled expression on his face before politely refusing.

“I'm sorry, Hyuna-ah. ...I just happen to have something to do.”

“What business is it, Oppa? Won't you go eat with me?..."

"Not really. I'm sorry."

He politely declined and politely removed the woman's hand that was clinging to himself as well. Dujun smiled warmly at him. Junhyung looked blankly at the scene in front of him before speaking.

“Actually, you can go. I'm not going to tell anyone and I won't mind either. As for these things, I will take them back to you.”

Junhyung slung his backpack on his back and turned and walked down the corridor that led to the exit without another word. Leaving Doojun with a blank expression on his face. Hearing this, HyunA pleaded again.

“Oppa, do you see? Manager Oppa doesn't say anything yet, so you can go. Please go."

“Uh…”

“Aunt Oppa~”

"Not really. I'm sorry, Mr. Manager isn't feeling well."

“So what does this have to do with it, Oppa?”

HyunA started to feel annoyed. Du Jun let out a small smile, his thick hand gently caressing the soft hair of the woman in front of him. With HyunA, he only thought of HyunA as siblings. Hyuna is like a cute little sister.

“You don't understand, little girl. The next day, I'll go eat with her. Thank you for today.”

After saying that, he turned away and ran after Junhyung....

As soon as the car started to move, it suddenly stopped, causing the person who stuck headphones into his ears and turned on the music loudly, Junhyung, furrowed his brows in curiosity. His lips opened to scold the driver, but they were stopped when the car door slammed open and the tall, slender figure's gasp sounded. The beads of sweat running down his face and jawline spoke volumes about how quickly Doojun had rushed.

Junhyung looked at Jun silently before turning away. Hua Tui leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes without paying attention to anything else.

Doojoon thanked the driver before moving to sit in the seat next to Joonhyung. His hand idly moved around the earphone cable connected to Junhyung's luxury phone until the earphone fell out of the little man's ear. Junhyung started to get upset. His brows furrowed together in seriousness. He doesn't like being disturbed, especially when he's extremely tired.

“Manager, you listen to music too loudly. Your ears will be tight."

"What's going on? Let's talk."

Doojoon reaches forward to look closer at Joonhyung. Now his round face has started to turn a bit bloody. Maybe it's because I sat down and rested for a while. Junhyung continued to look at Jun with a blank expression. A small hand was brought up to push his sharp face away.

“Why don't you go?”

“Where are you going?”

"nothing..."

"Come on, ask. I want to know."

"Never mind it. Stop bothering me. I'm going to sleep."

Junhyung decided to cut in. Don't ask what you want to know. The little man pulled out a pair of headphones that had fallen off while lying in the car seat and stuffed them into his ears again. before raising his arms to his chest and closing his eyes. Dujun sighed softly. He knew that at this time he shouldn't be bothering Junhyung so much.

“If the question is why didn't you continue with Hyuna... My answer... One day, the manager will know for himself."

Even though they were just soft words, Junhyung heard them clearly. The music that was once played loudly echoed inside my ears. It had been completely silent since Doojoon pulled out his headphones. Junhyung only smiled lightly... because he already had someone he liked.

A few small pills were mauled into the plump lips. A small hand picked up a clear, empty water bottle, quickly filled it and drank it. Without thinking, the packet of pain and fever medicine was placed on the nightstand. Junhyung grimaced at the pain coursing through his brain. His body temperature began to rise slightly, as if he had a fever.

But even so, Junhyung gritted his teeth and continued to look at Doojoon's schedule.

A tall, slender figure walked into the room as he always did before going to bed when he had to come to Junhyung to inquire about the next day's schedule. Junhyung slightly raised his head to look at the new person before looking down at the paper in his hand again.

“Tomorrow I will give you a day off. There is no schedule of any work at all. You can go anywhere, okay?”

Dujun nodded lightly before standing and supporting Junhyung's head. Junhyung looked up and watched Jun answer before he smiled narrowly. A face that doesn't look like anything, but beneath it is a hint of reluctance. As time passed, headaches and fatigue began to attack. Junhyung put the paper aside without thinking about putting it away. before taking his own body to lie on the bed

As soon as his head hit the pillow, his eyelids began to feel heavy until they closed. and no strength to open it again

Dujun looked around the room and saw something strange. Backpacks that were left in a pile without taking anything out to put them back in place. spreadsheet left on the floor A pile of clothes that were worn today was spread out in front of the bathroom. Junhyung is usually a neat person. Whatever he finishes, he usually puts it away immediately.

There was no way I was going to leave it like this. His eyes immediately fell on the medicine packet that Junhyung had placed on the table. Without waiting, a tall, slender figure walked to stand next to the bed and a thick hand touched his forehead. Before finding out that it was hotter than normal body temperature but not very hot.

“Look Jun-ah... I'm really asking. Why don't you go..."

“It looks like the manager really wants me to go.”

“No... HyunA looks cute and suits you well. I bet you'll like it.”

Junhyung let out a small hoarse sound, speaking muffled without his eyelids opening. The small body curled up into the blanket, silently waiting for an answer. Silence reigned for a moment before the small man's hot body was crushed by the weight of Dujun's thick body. His slender arms slipped into a tight embrace of the person beneath him.

The round eyes that were heavy at first now widened in shock. Junhyung lifted himself up from the bed, sliding his back down until his back was pressed against the headboard. Doojun, who suddenly rushed over and hugged Junhyung, was not at all fazed by Junhyung's panicked expression. Instead, his slender, strong arms tightened and hugged him tighter.

His sharp face was quietly pressed against Junhyung's thin stomach, as if wanting to convey something.

“Doojun! What are you doing? Let me go now!"

Junhyung began to raise his voice in protest. The little man gathered all his strength right now and pushed Doojun's head away. But it seemed like the force wasn't enough yet, so Jun was still motionless in his original position. Both struggling and pushing had no effect. Until Junhyung started to feel tired. Tired from working enough, he didn't want to get tired of nonsense.

“Please stay like this for a while... please"

Dujun said softly in a pleading tone. Junhyung froze at the weak tone and gestures, like he wasn't the once gentle and strong Yoon Doojoon. A small hand slowly lifted up in the air before placing it on Doojun's dark brown hair, gently stroking it up and down. The round eyes clearly showed a glimmer of incomprehension.

What exactly does Dujun want?

The atmosphere around the room was quiet. There was only the faint, steady sound of breathing in and out. The ticking sound of a clock ticking. And the sound of my heart pounding in my chest... Junhyung tried to control himself from thinking about anything else. Because he knew that he was not worthy of Doojoon at all... But with Doojoon treating him like this, it was hard to stop him from thinking too much.

The little man shook his head, dismissing the thought. Right now, he should be more concerned with the big man's attitude in front of him.

“Dujun, what's wrong? You can tell me.”

“Look, Dujun, after all, I'm the manager....”

“Because I like you!... Because I'll be your only man!... Yong Jun hyung, did you hear that? This is the reason I've never moved on with anyone and never looked at anyone!”

His eyes widened even more than before in shock at the scene in front of him. He's completely confused. Is this true or is it because he is sick? The fever was attacking him and his brain was blurry and this was probably just a dream.

Dujun pursed his lips tightly before looking up at Junhyung. The feelings that had been hidden for a long time were revealed to the other party. Sharp eyes clearly showed sadness and worry. Clear tears soaked in dark eyes. Wherever it is, wherever it is... If Junhyung didn't reciprocate his feelings, he would be right.

Junhyung hates or can't look at each other. So he wanted to be selfish for a bit. If you really want to hate it, then hate it to the utmost.

His hands slid up and held the other's face on both sides. Dujun moved up, moving his face closer to Junhyung's until their lips were barely inches apart... Hot breaths flowed silently against each other. Doojun locked eyes with Junhyung pleadingly Before the thick lips gently touched the pale pink lips.

Thin eyelids slowly closed. Junhyung's slender arms slowly moved up to wrap around his strong neck. The little man pressed his lips closer to Dujun's and tightened his embrace. Doojoon was acting awkward because he didn't expect this response.

"Don't let me attack alone."

Junhyung parted his lips slightly before mumbling to the tall and slender figure in front of him. Dujun smiled widely. The sad look in his eyes was replaced by a look of happiness. The big man immediately crushed Junhyung. And the thick lips pressed on the thin lips again and again. Stealing the sweetness that I have wanted to taste for a long time but never had the chance.

Today there is a chance and he will harvest it all.

A long time passed and the two still caressed each other's lips until Junhyung, who was sick, had to protest because he was short of breath. Dujun pulled away and flashed a warm smile. A strong hand hugged the small man tightly. Junhyung looked at Jun's face and smiled until his eyes narrowed. His round face was tucked into his broad shoulders before he spoke in a muffled voice.

“Thank you for loving someone like me... I never thought I would have this day.”

“Thank you too...”

“I love you... Yoon Doojoon.”

“I love you too... I really love you, I have always loved you... and I will be your only man...

I’m a man of you”