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Matchmaking: Painfully Obvious

The next few days were pretty hectic. Jan Di and Jun Pyo were swamped with wedding plans. Ji Hoo had taken Jan Di's work at the clinic in her place. Ga Eul continued her job at the pre-school and helped her friend with the wedding preparations. Yi Jung continued working for his new exhibit, Jae Kyung closed a business deal for JK Group, and Woo Bin got into a minor scuffle with the leader of an international smuggling ring. But on a Thursday afternoon, F4's duo found themselves relaxing in the lounge.

It was then that Yi Jung decided to set his plan in motion.

"Woo Bin. Can I ask you a favor?"

The mafia prince was setting up a game of pool. "Sure. What is it, man?" he said in mangled English.

"I need Jae Kyung's phone number."

Woo Bin looked up, his expression unreadable.

"What about Ga Eul?" he asked sharply.

"What about her?" Yi Jung cringed internally. He sounded exactly like his former Casanova self.

Woo Bin stared his best friend down before shaking his head in disapproval. "Jan Di is going to kill you."

Gulping at the memory of his friend's deadly spin kick, Yi Jung pushed ahead.

"So I can have her number?"

The former was staring down at the pool table but no moving anything. "Why do you need it?"

"You know, I was wondering if she wanted to go to dinner. Then I was going to take her back to my house, but I figured a hotel room would be beter."

Woo Bin's fists were clenched so tightly, his nails were digging into his palms.

"You're going to screw her?" he said through gritted teeth.

"Of course. I'm bored of the usual and Jae Kyung's hot."

A muscle in Woo Bin's jaw jumped and the potter didn't know whether to laugh or be terrified.

"Woah, man. If you've got a thing for her I'll back off."

Don Juan took out his phone and scrolled through the contacts. His face was blank when he handed Jae Kyung's contact information to Yi Jung, who grinned in the way that never failed to make a girl swoon.

He tried not to think about the JK heiress falling for that same smile. An urge to beat that stupid smirk off of Yi Jung's face swept through him.

Right then, reality came rushing back to Woo Bin, leaving him confused. Had he just been considering punching his best friend? Over a girl's number? She's only a woman. Only his friend. Who she sleeps with is her business.

Yi Jung handed the phone back to him and left the room with a calm, unreadable expression. Yi Jung grinned at Woo Bin's retreating, leather clad back.

He put the phone to his ear.

"Sunbae?" her sweet voice answered.

"He took the bait Ga Eul-yang. He sure was pissed off."