Seungcheol wondered how he ended up here. When he imagined his career as the personal bodyguard of a famous idol he never pictured this. He too the piece of paper out of his pocket and walked up to the counter.

"One large hazelnut coffee frappe please. Half ice, double syrup, whipped cream. And it has to be almond milk.

One large iced chocolate. Double chocolate, no whipped cream, no ice. And that one is soy milk."

He swore the barista rolled her eyes at him and he didn't blame her. He looked around and saw a drinks fridge and selected his favourite energy drink and took it to the counter. When the drinks were ready he smiled at the slightly frazzled barista and swiped

Jeonghan's black card for the two coffees and paid for his own drink with some pocket change.

He walked out to the car park and opened the car door. "I told you to lock it," he said as he passed the hazelnut frappe to Jeonghan and handed the iced chcocolate over to Jisoo in the drivers seat.

He climbed in and closed the door before pulling his own drink out of his pocket. "Please. Lock the door next time. I need you to listen to me." Jeonghan looked over at Seuncheol and fluttered his eyelashes as his lips wrapped around his straw. "Cheollie my drink is perfect!" he exclaimed with a little too much enthusiasm. He leaned over and held it out towards the other man. "Want a taste?"

Seungcheol shook his head and opened his drink. "I paid for this myself." He said and Jeonghan shook his head. "Why? Cheollie I already said you would have expenses. But really, passionfruit flavoured energy drink, this is bad for you." "Maybe I like things that are bad for me." The words just slipped out, he said them quietly, but he knew Jeonghan heard him.

"Really?" Jeonghan leaned over and closed his eyes. Seungcheol felt a warm hand barely rest on his thigh and for a moment he was drowning in unknown intentions. But to his relief Jeonghan just sniffed the drink and took the can from his hands. He took a big sip before he handed it back and giggled. "Tastes good." He said as his tongue flicked out and ran across his lips. "Maybe I should take up the habit."

Seungcheol sipped his drink quietly as Jisoo drove through the city. Jeonghan giggled as he got his phone out and when Seuncheol looked at him he smirked. "We might as well have kissed. My lips were just all over that can." Seungcheol knew what he was doing and he knew that if it was Jisoo he would be stammering and blushing furiously. Well Seuncheol wasn't Jisoo and he wasn't going to let Jeonghan get to him like that. He just smiled politely and sculled back the rest of his drink. "Just throw the empty can down anywhere," Jeonghan said as he tried to hide his irritation at his lack of effect on Seungcheol. "Jisoo will clean it up."

In his own car Seungcheol wouldn't think twice. In fact, his own car looked like a rubbish dump, with empty cans and clothes from the gym littering the back seat. But he couldn't toss it aside for Jisoo to clean up and he shoved the empty can back into his jacket pocket to the amusement of Jeonghan.

They spent the rest of the ride making small talk. Jeonghan seemed especially curious about Luda and Seungcheol was careful about what he said. He liked her just fine, he wasn't sure if it was love yet, but regardless he didn't want to mix his professional life and his personal life. But Jeonghan gave no thought to boundaries as he asked what she looked like, how tall she was, and how long they had been together.

Finally Seungcheol was relieved to see they had arrived at the company. Jisoo drove past security into the underground car park as Seungcheol took notice of everything. It seemed secure but you could never be too careful. He noticed that the security guard recognised Jisoo and didn't ask for ID or check who else was in the car. They parked and Jeonghan went for the door handle but Seungcheol quickly stopped him. "No." He said sternly. "I open the door and get out. You follow me out. Always."

Jeonghan might be flighty and difficult but he wasn't stupid and he'd hired Seungcheol for a reason. So he decided to let him do his job and waited as Seungcheol opened the door, got out, and scanned the underground car park with his eyes. After a few seconds he held his hand out and Jeonghan blushed as he took hold of it. It was unexpected and he felt strangely and unsettlingly warm as Seungcheol took Jeonghan's hand and helped him out of the car. "Thanks." Jeonghan said quietly. "Of course." Seungcheol replied as he took Jeonghan's bag from him.

As soon as they walked into the building Seungcheol got to see how much of a star Jeonghan really was. His pictures lined the corridors, smiling and larger than life, and everyone knew who he was. Seungcheol also got to see the professional side of Jeonghan. Flirty gazes from under long lashes were replaced with polite eyes of strength and steel.

Seungcheol blended into the background. He used the opportunity to inspect and take notice of not only the company security but Jeonghan's working relationships. He had everyone in the room right where he wanted them. The company managers were nodding to everything Jeonghan said about his comeback. Jisoo sat by his side like a happy little lapdog, smiling every time Jeonghan spoke, waiting in anticipation for a task or a request. And Seungcheol watched on wondering how this man had managed to charm the whole world.

And then it clicked. All of it. The staff, the company, the stalker. When Jeonghan spoke to you he held your gaze. He stared intently, he listened and paid attention, and when he smiled his whole face lit with a gentle glow.

He looks at everyone like he loves them. Every single person he comes across. He looks at them all like he's in love.

He would have crossed paths with his stalker and looked at them like this. He would have turned his deep dark almond eyes towards them, fluttered his lashes, let the corners of his mouth turn up into a smile. It wasn't his fault. Seungcheol realised he looks at everyone like that. And he doesn't even know he's doing it.

Jeonghan seemed pleased with the outcome of his meetings. He'd secured the choreographer he wanted, he'd been given permission to co write all the songs, and he'd been given full creative control over the aesthetic aspects including hair and wardrobe and artwork.

Seungcheol watched in bemusement as he trailed the beautiful long haired man out of the building and back down the elevator into the car park. He admired the man's poker face which he held stoically until all three of them were safely tucked away in the car.

As soon as they were in he began to giggle. "Yay!" He said delightedly as Jisoo turned around and smiled at him. "I got everything I wanted."

Of course you did, Seungcheol thought, I bet you always do.