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-- He gets no response however, gate not opening for them . Is no one in ?? He can't remember if anyone was staying with him tonight .. " Ugh .. " He ignores those near them, lying against the male .
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Hard to tell what it is, it's just a definite messy situation and troublesome one for the other . Yoonmin let him look before shoving his ID back into his wallet, and then wallet in his pocket .
He didn't really feel like dealing with those people .. Groaning once he --
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How can he be so drunk?! Or was it something else? Well he didn't care at all - this was already way too burdensome for him and he rather would be eating a fine steak by now... or a whole cow.
"Show me..."
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-- sees them . Leaning forward once the bell was rang, he leaned over the male who drove him here and spoke into it .. It has a camera and microphone attached, luckily .
" Hyuuuung .. Hyung . Hyuuung .. The reporters and fans are here, let me iiiiin .. " --
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-- " I'm not / supposed / to show anyone my ID, so keep it a secret, okay ?? "
He shows it, rather than saying the name he's known by, it says ' Choi Minho ', his age and everything else .
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A mess, probably .
" In a house .. Somewhere around here .. My manager is at my house, I know him ! But he's in the house .. What was that last part ? "
He questions, fiddling around in his pockets and soon pulling out his wallet with his ID, taking it out . -
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. . . . what did he get himself into?
"Ugh, can't you just tell me where you live? Or is here anyone you know? I'm not interested in getting arrested just for helping your ass out you know-"
He mumbled the last sentence.
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Doing his seat belt, he tries not to complain, but he's obviously unhappy by the displeased expression on his face .
" Take me out, there's no need to dress me like this though ! Why do you even have these clothes .. ? "
He asks, curious . Maybe Sangwoo is --
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-- Although the clothes are pretty, he admits that . They're just not something for .. Men . And sure, he's less than masculine, but he's not a woman .
" What .. ? "
There's surprise written on his face now, brows furrowing as he watches his boyfriend change --
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-- sits up .
" You are trespassing, you don't live here . "
He gets off, rubbing his eyes and glancing around . It's pretty obvious he's either famous or very rich, everything he has on is branded, he even smells expensive .
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He almost fell asleep on the journey, it was short but he was intoxicated, tired and slightly injured . He just rested on the one driving him, eyes closed until he heard the other talk .
" Uh .. House .. Which ones my house ? "
He huffs, eyes opening as he --
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As soon ash e felt the other clung onto him, Eunho drove off. It didn't take him that long, driving fast but safe - they reached the destination. Damn, right this area was something else. Not like Eunho lived in bad ways, he sure had money - but THIS, nah.
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