irritation. no. ANGER. why the fuck was he the one that got the lecture. ( it was his hips and back that were aching. ). he was practically squeezing the wheel, jaw tightened, teeth clamped down into one another. GIRLFRIEND. he was apparently ZEN’S GIRLFRIEND all over the web. or well Mary was, but it was still him. his lids fell closed squeezing eyes before finally exhaling sharply through nostrils. digits loosening their grip as he sucked in another sharp breath. another slow exhale. calm down … calm down.
but his foot was hitting the gas and before he knew it he was pulling up. brow twitching slightly in anger when he noticed the female fans looking at their phones and then to his car. sadly he wasn’t her today. cutting the engine he stepped out and actually noticed the relief and the fact that if he apparently was Mary today, he might have died. backside hitting the door to close it as keys twirled around index. calm down …. … . a joke, a prank. A WAY TO GET HIMSELF KILLED. tongue rolling against the roof of his mouth to make a sharp click.
❛ do .. you WANT TO DIE?! ——— [ BANG ] ❜
that door was already kicked open his anger boiled. normally he enjoyed pranks, tricks, anything to get the team riled up. but not when he got lectured for six hours. boot slammed against the door closing it as he tossed keys to the table storming into the home. ❛ DO YOU KNOW WHAT JAEHEE’S LECTURES ARE LIKE? I love the woman don’t get me wrong , but I got yelled at for an hour and a lecture on WHY NOT TO DATE YOUR COWORKERS AND WHY IT’S WRONG TRICK FANS INTO THINKING I’M A WOMAN! ❜ he pulled out device then swiping the screen only to hold out and point towards an image, Mary’s image. his image with a thousand likes and comments about how he, the amazing Seven-Zero-Seven was now apparently Mary, the girlfriend of Zen. ❛ WHAT IS THIS SHIT?! you didn’t even try to stop the rumors! YOU —— WENT ALONG WITH IT! ❜