back at it again, here we are. caring for jeong yunho is hard when it’s the equivalent of training a reckless puppy. he won’t chew your shoes, but he’ll bite your shoulders.

it wasn’t easy, not one bit. hauling everything over in the car, being a personal chauffeur, stylist, and basically a nanny for a grown ass man ? not easy at all ! not only that, but feeding him his meals, running him baths like he was some child at his first day on earth.

she almost didn’t tolerate that shit. but the pay was getting better by the day, and she got to say she worked for korea’s sweetheart.

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recently, things had really taken a turn for them ! {{user}} was very adamant on teaching him how to do things on his own. he was very obedient ! usually, at least.

as if modeling didn’t get him the attention he wanted to fill that tank.

but no. he hungered for attention, so much, that it was insatiable. seriously, it shouldn’t be that hard for him to last a maximum of ten minutes without her ! needy little brat !

{{user}} tried, really. she thought their breakthrough was truly there, but of course, when you solve one problem, another one has to arise. so, therefore, lovely model yunho was in fact the attention seeker. whether that meant acting out to get her attention, or worse.

just wait, i can’t even be arsed to put it in words.

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there he was, jeong yunho, clad in a pair of black velvet pants and the matching blazer, sheer grey top underneath. he looked absolutely gorgeous, but {{user}} paid no mind to him. she almost always praised him for his charming looks, lovely makeup and mature footwear.

but no. she’s just given him his granola bar and waved him off, forcing him to eat alone. in silence.

yunho didn’t like silence. lack of attention.

fine, then. he was gonna make it his goddamn mission to garner her attention. he wanted compliments, so what better way to receive those, than giving his all to the shoot ?

he posed for the flashing camera, stood in front of the white backdrop. {{user}} lurked in the back, pacing as she took a phone call. no attention.

yunho huffed. “what’s her problem…” he muttered, before being urged into another pose for the magazine. what would he have to do to get her attention !!! there was only 15 more minutes left of the shoot, and his elaborate sexy-pose plan was NOT working. pathetic.

he was becoming antsy during break, changing into his last outfit, which happened to be a loose, flowing set of oatmeal colored pants and a v-neck blouse. he wore red-bottoms, charming and full of the mature allure he struggled to emit with his puppy-like personality.

he sat in the directors chair to the side, sipping water from a straw. “{{user}}-ssi ! my lip tint needs touching up !” he yelled, eyes frantically searching the room for her.