The Model And The Monstrosity

Jeonghan stirred awake, the soft morning light filtering through the curtains and nudging him from his dreams. He blinked a few times, realizing with a jolt that he had a photoshoot scheduled for the day. Sitting up, he rubbed the sleep from his eyes and stretched, ready to start his morning routine. That's when he noticed Scoups sprawled out on the couch, completely oblivious to the world around him.

Jeonghan couldn't help but admire him for a moment. He took in every detail—the way Scoups' hair fell across his forehead, the gentle rise and fall of his chest, and the way his lips were slightly parted as he slept. Jeonghan's gaze lingered on those lips, lost in thought, when suddenly Scoups broke the silence.

"Am I sexy?" he mumbled, his voice thick. The unexpected question startled Jeonghan, causing him to stutter in response.

"I-I-I just w-wanted to say that I h-h-have a photoshoot, so, um, get up!" With that, he bolted to the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.

Once inside, Jeonghan let out a frustrated squeal. "What the hell is wrong with you, Jeonghan?" he scolded himself, shaking his head as he splashed water on his face.

He took a deep breath, trying to shake off the embarrassment and focus on getting ready for the day ahead.

As they finished getting ready, Scoups and Jeonghan made their way to the living room, where they found a lively scene. His friends were gathered, and the demons were preparing for their day ahead. However, Seungkwan's demeanor was off; he wore a look of guilt that caught Jeonghan's attention.

Noticing Seungkwan's hesitance, Jeonghan asked, "What's on your mind, Seungkwan?"

Seungkwan hesitated for a moment before responding, "Can we talk in private?" Jeonghan glanced over at Scoups, who simply shrugged and wandered off to tease Hoshi, leaving the two of them alone.

"Jeonghan, I'm really sorry," Seungkwan began, his voice low and filled with regret.

"Hey, what's going on? Why are you apologizing?" Jeonghan asked, genuinely puzzled. He knew Seungkwan hadn't done anything wrong.

"You know how I always keep an eye on the staff and photographers during your photoshoots, right?" Seungkwan continued, and Jeonghan nodded in agreement.

"Well, today... I-I-I don't know how it happened, but there was an issue with the photographer for today's shoot, and they had to switch him out," Seungkwan admitted, his eyes downcast, guilt written all over his face.

At first, Jeonghan didn't grasp the weight of what Seungkwan was saying, but then it hit him like a ton of bricks.

"Don't tell me..." he said, a sense of dread creeping into his voice. Seungkwan simply nodded, confirming Jeonghan's worst fears.

Jeonghan felt a tremor run through him, his hands slightly shaking as he tried to steady himself. Seungkwan noticed the change in his demeanor and quickly stepped in to offer some reassurance.

"Hyung, please take a deep breath. You really don't have to go to this photoshoot if it's too much. I can come up with an excuse, I promise. Just breathe, okay?" Seungkwan urged, his voice filled with concern.

Jeonghan took a moment, his eyes meeting Seungkwan's, and he managed a small smile.

"I'm alright, really. Just a bit taken aback, that's all," he replied, though both of them knew he was trying to mask his true feelings.

Just then, Scoups strolled in, his presence commanding attention. "Hey, aren't you ready yet? Mingyu is waiting for you. They need you to hurry up!" he called out, oblivious to the tension in the air.