Page 15 of Lost In Seoul


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“Who is it?” He demands. “And you know if Rae see’s this he’s going to flip his shit so at least confide in me so you’re smarter about it and not just parading around in Chanel.”

“It wasn’t Chanel.”

His glare through the mirror says it all. His red hair’s a tousled mess, and he’s wearing blue contacts. Maybe he had a shoot earlier? I wouldn’t know. Sometimes we just stay in costume if we have them for a few days, makes it easier.

“Why are you in your contacts?”

“Because I lost my glasses, can’t see, and have to write an entire rap section, and that’s not the point, stop trying to distract me. Who the hell were you with?”

I shrug him away. “Get off, like you should talk.”

He crosses his arms again and stares me down.

“Ah, so the youngest of the team has officially lost his mind.”

“If you say so,” I return curtly.

Lucas eyes me up and down, eyes narrowed, like he’s seeing me for the first time. Maybe he is.

“Look at you, suddenly all grown up.”

“And what do you want to do about it?”

I’m surprised to see Lucas smiling at me like he’s pleased.

“I like this Sookie,” he says confirming my suspicion. “And listen, I am in no position to judge. But you need to be careful with whatever it is you have going on. And you know you can confide in me, but you just need to be smarter because if Rae—“

And then I just fucking go for it, because why not?

“It’s his sister.”

“…Finds out then—“ he stops talking.

We lock eyes. The surprise in Lucas’ is almost laughable. Almost.

“I’m sorry, do you mean you were with Ari for a meeting?” Lucas tries to clarify.

I stare down at the sink then back up at my reflection in the mirror, and grab some tissue to wipe my mouth, then get it wet and continue wiping. My lips are stained with her color. It won’t rub off, like it’s trying to stay on my face the way I tried to keep her kissing me forever.

Ironic.

“Bro? Talk to me.”

I feel the sudden wave of emotion sweep over me again and it’s consuming. It makes me feel weak. What is it with these feelings? It must be all the pressure I’m under. I realize I’m going to have to figure out a way to control myself. I can’t lose it every five minutes.

Get it together Sookie.

“Never mind.” My voice is unintentionally sharp as I turn to move past him.

“Nope.” He blocks the door to the bathroom and I try shoving him away but he doesn’t budge. Has he been lifting more?

I sidestep him.

He matches me move for move.

I throw up my hands in his face. “Seriously?”

“Talk.”

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