It's Just A Picture (BL)
Chapter 76: You got the wrong guy

Chapter 76: You got the wrong guy

Dongwoo kept watching. He didn’t know if it was because he felt anxious and a bit restless that such big shots were sitting together with the twins or if he was using this as a getaway from Taiha dragging him over to different big shots.

He looked back. Taiha had walked away to meet more people.

’I was glad that there was at least one person I was familiar with but I keep forgetting that even Taiha Sunbae is a big shot.’ Dongwoo thought and sighed. ’I should be a little more self away from here.’

Still watching, he could hear bits of what was going on.

He didn’t mean to eavesdrop. He was just worried.

’As long as they don’t feel burdened, I don’t think it’s an issue, right?’

"So, about our corporation." He heard the CEO of Lex say. "What would you say...?"

’Corporation? Are they talking about that? I can’t hear properly.’ he was trying to peer closely when someone stood behind him and placed his hand on Dongwoo’s shoulder.

"Hey," he called, which startled Dongwoo.

He flinched and turned around right away.

"What a reaction." It was a man about middle-aged, dressed in everything expensive and having a grin on his lips. "You must be an actor."

"Oh, no, I’m..."

"Then you’re a model then?" He interrupted Dongwoo, putting his own speculation, and then started scanning him with his eyes. "Though you look fine, I don’t think you’ll do well on your own since your looks aren’t exactly ’it’." He said.

Dongwoo was a bit confused. Where did this guy come from and why was he accessing him all of a sudden?

’Wait,’ his eyes widened. ’Don’t tell me...’

"But even with a face like that, I’m sure you’ll still be able to go somewhere at least." He inched closer, grinning with pride. "But only with my help of course."

"What the...?" Dongwoo frowned, feeling disgusted.

Did this guy just throw himself at him with an offer like that? First, he needed to know the profession of the artiste he was trying to hook up with and not try to use flat words like that to hook them.

Wait, that wasn’t what was important. The important thing was that he was mistaking him for an artiste in need of a sponsor.

"I’m sorry but you’ve got the wrong person." Dongwoo said, and the middle-aged man clicked his tongue.

"Look at you playing hard to get." He said and suddenly grabbed Dongwoo’s wrist.

"Hey, let go." Dongwoo retaliated.

"I know what you were doing." He suddenly said which caused Dongwoo to freeze up.

’What? He knew I was peeping? But I... I wasn’t doing anything bad, though. I wasn’t trying to listen to their conversation and... I... I was just worried about the twins.’ he got anxious and gave reasons in his head, but he couldn’t exactly bring them out.

"Yeah, I know." The man said, thinking Dongwoo froze up because of his own reason. "You were staring at that table the whole time. It’s not hard to guess that your goal was to try and get the CEO of Wailers to be your sponsor." He said, and Dongwoo’s eyes glazed in disbelief.

Really? Was that it?

’Phew, at least he’s that dumb, right?’ he began to struggle again, trying to get his hand out of his grip. ’But this situation isn’t exactly nice. I need to get his hands off me.’

"What? You’re trying to resist?" He tightened his grip, causing Dongwoo to flinch. "Let me tell you, you’ll never catch his attention. Not only are you a fucking fag looking for a man to screw his hole in exchange for resources, but that douchebag already has someone in his heart and won’t give favors, so settle with what I can give you and be my manwhore."

As soon as he said this, Dongwoo bit his hand hard, causing him to scream and hit Dongwoo in the face.

Dongwoo fell to the ground, his face bruised from the punch.

"I don’t know who you are, and I sure as hell don’t want to know, but you crossed the line there." Dongwoo said. "So her away from me, you creep."

At that point, he recalled what Seojin had said to him.

One reason why his life was so screwed up was because of the bastards who he met from time to time. If he didn’t meet any and was surrounded by good and reasonable people, he wouldn’t have such low self-esteem.

But though his self-esteem may be low, he definitely didn’t want to sit back and be insulted like that.

He has never thrown a punch before so he went with the next best thing. His teeth.

He spat out to the corner and glared at him.

"What are you glaring at you piece of shit? I offered to sponsor you and this what you do?" He gritted his teeth.

"And I told you, you got the wrong guy. I don’t need your sponsorship. I don’t need it." Dongwoo yelled, completely forgetting the part he was in.

Dongwoo’s rejection seemed to hurt the man’s pride and he pointed at him.

"You... I’ll make sure to make your life hell. I’ll make sure you never get a single job in this industry, mark my words."

Dongwoo stared at him. What was he still yapping about?

Was this how the big shots behaved in the industry?

He tried to get up to his feet. He touched his face. It was pretty bruised and was throbbing badly. That man has used all his strength to hit him simply because he bit him.

Well, he should be glad Dongwoo didn’t buy his skin off.

Humans were dangerous.

’Maybe some ice would calm it down.’ Dongwoo thought, deciding to ignore him and hope that he would just walk away if he did.

But that man had too much pride to just give up.

"You’re ignoring me now?" He spat out. "I’ll make sure to teach you a very valuable lesson. Maybe if I ruin that face of yours, you’ll know your place." He grinned. "After all, how will you get jobs if your face is ruined?"

He raised his hand, attempting to hit Dongwoo, when his hand got caught mid-air.

He turned his head to look at who it was that dared to stop him halfway when he saw Seojun glaring at him like he was going to murder him.

"You... Who are you?"

’Seojun?’ Dongwoo thought, surprised. ’Isn’t he supposed to be talking with the others at their table?’

"I believe we should be the ones asking the questions." Seojin stepped forward in the company of both CEOs as well as Rose. Through his smile, his eyes turned cold. "What do you think you’re doing?"