By Zephyria “Tae-kyung-ssi.”
The writer Noona hurriedly approached me and handed me a bottle of water and a pill.
“I heard you’re nauseous? I got some medicine, so take it quickly.”
“Thank you! Noona.”
I was sorry and grateful to the writer Noona, who had brought medicine as soon as she heard that I was nauseous, so I jumped up and bowed.
“No, it’s okay. Take your medicine quickly.”
Sung Se-han took the water bottle from my hand, opened the lid, and handed it back to me. I took the water, swallowed the pill, and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.
“Tae-kyung-ssi, are you going to be okay?”
I nodded vigorously because even PD Bae Dong-yeon asked worriedly.
“I’m fine. I’m sorry!”
Sung Se-han sat me down in a chair and covered my forehead with his palm.
“Are you really okay? Do you want to lie down for 30 minutes?”
Sung Se-han’s shoulders were so broad that nothing other than Sung Se-han came into my view. The Cologne scent that enveloped me was comfortably loosening the tangled nerve lines.
“What do you mean lie down during filming?”
I was able to smile brightly without forcing myself.
“I’m all better as soon as I took the medicine. No one can stop me now. Got it?”
Sung Se-han’s expression softened at my lighter voice. The kid, he must have been really worried that I was nervous.
“Tae-kyung-ssi, are you okay?”
“Are you okay?”
Oh, when I came to my senses, Song Woo-shin and Si-hyun had approached.
“Yes, I’m fine!”
I got up from my seat and bowed, but my face flushed. I couldn’t control my feelings and made things this big, I was too embarrassed to lift my face.
“I took the medicine… and I’m really fine now. Thank you for your concern.”
“That’s a relief.”
As Song Woo-shin patted my shoulder, Si-hyun with pink hair widened her eyes as if she had remembered something.
“Oh! We have a herbal medicine in our waiting room. Would you like to take it?”
“No. I’m really fine now!”
I waved my hand and declined, but my ears were hot with embarrassment. I never dreamed that I would cause trouble on the first day of recording. What kind of mental state is this? Sigh… I need to pull myself together from now on, please.
“Tae-kyung, wait a moment.”
Sung Se-han pulled my wrist.
“Uh, uh…?”
I was taken aback and dragged along by my wrist, and Sung Se-han was striding towards the production team.
“Hey, wait a minute…!”
I felt like my soul was leaving my body for a moment at the gaze of the production team, who had a heavy aura, and the focused cameras. But Sung Se-han didn’t look at me hesitating and dragged me along.
“We still have time, right? I’ll go get some fresh air.”
PD Bae Dong-yeon, who was sitting in the staff chair, let out a burst of laughter at Sung Se-han’s notification.
“Oh, yes, yes. Do as you please.”
My heart seemed to sink at PD Bae Dong-yeon’s curt reaction.
Is Sung Se-han really crazy? The PD-nim and the production team are all watching, what is he doing? No matter how much he lives as he pleases, this is too much….
“Hey, don’t forget to turn off the microphone?”
My body stiffened at the PD-nim’s sharp instruction from behind. As I hesitated and looked back, the writer Noona quickly approached and checked the microphone.
“Se-han.”
I gestured for him to please read the situation, but Sung Se-han didn’t even look at me as he turned off his microphone. Sigh… they say you’ll suffer if you’re next to a reckless person….
Sung Se-han, holding my soul-gone wrist, fearlessly passed through the cameras. I couldn’t lift my face, so I had to walk with one hand covering my forehead.
After leaving the dark set, we stopped after walking for a long time down the gray-floored hallway.
Click. Sung Se-han opened the door, checked inside, and pushed my back.
“Go in.”
“Hey, is it okay to go in here without permission?”
“It’s okay.”
The place Sung Se-han pushed me into seemed to be a rest room where the staff could take a break. There were several bunk beds and a large window, making it a fairly pleasant space.
“The PD-nim allowed it.”
“PD Bae Dong-yeon-nim?”
As Sung Se-han completely pulled back the curtains and opened the window, I quickly felt a warm breeze on my cheeks.
“Let’s just stay here for a moment.”
Sung Se-han, who had placed me in front of the window, smoothed my hair, which didn’t need to be tidied. The corners of my lips kept twitching, so I coughed unnecessarily.
“I wondered what you meant by getting some fresh air.”
“Tae-kyung.”
Sung Se-han’s hand, which had been smoothing my hair, cupped my cheek. My brown eyes, which had been avoiding looking at Sung Se-han, met his gaze.
His clear eyes, red lips, and the jewels on his shoulders, bathed in the morning sunlight, were so dazzling that they made me anxious, as if I were seeing an unattainable illusion.
“You don’t need to be nervous or stressed. You can record comfortably.”
His voice, melting in the sunlight, was as sweet as a dream, but I couldn’t help but lower my gaze in embarrassment.
It’s not because I’m burdened and nervous. It’s just because I’m childish, and I’m still not accepting the reality that Sung Se-han is on a different team, so I’m being disgustingly clingy.
But there was no way I could say these things to Sung Se-han.
I can’t even begin to imagine what kind of wounds this guy, who hasn’t lived according to his own will, is carrying. I wasn’t irrational enough to whine about such trivial things.
“Tae-kyung.”
Sung Se-han’s fingers lifted my chin again.
“Robin Hyung’s best friend is PD Bae Dong-yeon-nim, and they’re as close as family.”
“Huh?”
Sung Se-han added as I blinked, unable to accept the new fact right away.
“The PD-nim is the type to be obsessed with viewership ratings, but he’ll never edit anything to your disadvantage. Trust me and don’t worry about anything.”
“Ah… I see!”
PD Bae Dong-yeon-nim is Kang Robin Sunbae-nim’s best friend. It was surprising that I had never imagined it, but the joy of learning one more thing about Sung Se-han was even greater.
“No wonder. I thought he was talking to the PD-nim so casually.”
“The PD-nim tends to say things without a filter.”
No, you too. I lowered my head to hold back a laugh, and a large hand cupped my chin.
“I want to see your face. Why do you keep avoiding me?”
“When did I….”
I’m already weak to this visual, but Sung Se-han, who is perfectly styled, is so dazzling that it’s hard to meet his gaze.
“See. You’re avoiding my eyes right now.”
Sung Se-han whispered right in front of my face, and his sweet breath entered my mouth.
If he noticed that my heart was beating so fast, I wish he would pretend not to know. This cunning Sung Se-han is definitely trying to make me confess it myself.
That I’m so conscious of you.
“Tae-kyung.”
Sung Se-han tilted his head to the side and came so close as if he was going to kiss me. I was so surprised that I pushed Sung Se-han’s shoulder away.
“Don’t. It’ll be a disaster if my makeup gets ruined…!”
“Damn it, how can I not?”
Sung Se-han’s breathing became rough, and he tightly grabbed the hand pushing his shoulder.
“Tae-kyung, do you know how hot you look today? What if I keep holding back and lose my mind and attack you during the recording? Can you take responsibility?”
“Crazy, say something that makes sense!”
It was clear that Sung Se-han’s eyes were gradually turning, so my spine chilled. If I left him alone, this guy might really do something crazy.
“Sung Se-han! Please pull yourself together. We have to go back to the recording studio soon!”
I shouted with my teeth clenched, but Sung Se-han didn’t let go of my wrist. Rather, he glanced at the door and came closer to me.
“Just a little.”
I had no choice but to keep backing away with Sung Se-han holding my wrist.
“What, what do you mean just a little…?”
After backing away a few steps, my back soon touched the wall. I raised both arms and took a defensive stance, warning him politely.
“Sung Se-han, don’t make it difficult for me by breaking the recording time. I might resent you then.”
“Tae-kyung, just 10 seconds.”
10 seconds, what the heck….
“Stick out your tongue. I won’t touch anything else.”
Sung Se-han brought his face, tilted at an angle, close to mine. From the moment his light-colored eyes, half-covered by his eyelashes, glanced at me, I couldn’t breathe properly.
“Tae-kyung.”
I closed my eyes tightly at his urging low voice. It was too harsh for me to be breathing in Sung Se-han’s hot breath. My head was dizzy and I couldn’t think of anything.
“Heut.”
The moment a sticky sensation touched my tongue, goosebumps spread all over my body. Sung Se-han, who was tightly holding my sweaty hand, tilted his head to the side and came closer.
“Heu, eut…!”
His tongue, which had been rubbing against mine, seemed to wrap around me and suck me in, then it fell away.
“Ah….”
I leaned against the wall and looked up at Sung Se-han with dazed eyes. I didn’t understand why Sung Se-han wasn’t giving me a deep kiss, why he wasn’t holding me tightly in his strong arms.
“After the recording ends.”
Sung Se-han, who raised the corner of his lips, wiped my wet lips with his thumb. Only then did I come to my senses, press my lips tightly with the back of my hand, and avoid his gaze.
I wanted to hide that my body was trembling this much from just a brief touch, but it seemed like that was all wrong when I saw Sung Se-han’s satisfied smile.
“I’ll be awake until the recording ends now.”
Sung Se-han’s fingers dug into the skin of my neck through the collar of my shirt.
“Just go quickly.”
I pushed Sung Se-han away and quickly left the rest room. The sound of footsteps following me didn’t fade away even for a moment as I almost ran back to the set.