
“Hyun Joo-ah.”, call Daehyun when today's filming is complete and Hyun Joo is tidying up her hair in the dressing room.
“Ne.. oppa?”, Hyun Joo's response put down the comb he had used to help him roll his hair up.
“What's wrong with you today?”, asked Daehyun showing his concern.
Unlike usual, Hyun Joo was acting just like him today. He was indeed seen interacting with the Triple Kill members who came. But only that is limited. After the members of Triple Kill returned home, Hyun Joo appeared more pensively waiting for his part to shoot.
The scene of him with Daehyun for today was not much taken, so Daehyun could easily notice Hyun Joo and realize if there was anything different with the girl today.
“Oh? Whatchu mean? I don't get it. What's wrong with me today?”, Hyun Joo actually threw the question back at Daehyun.
“So please, I don't think you're you today. Do you have a problem? Did I make a mistake?”, for the first time, Daehyun who seemed very indifferent showed his attention.
Usually, this role was always taken by Hyun Joo. He was always the most busy asking about Daehyun's situation. He was the most busy asking where Daehyun was. He wanted to stick to Daehyun the most until the man had to warn him so that the media and the people around them did not smell any special connection between the two of them.
“Ah.. Maybe just your feelings. I'mtired. It looks like I will go straight home.”, Hyun Joo said taking his bag and standing up from his chair.
“I'm back first. See you again.”, said Hyun Joo.
Tomorrow is the day of a private television station's awards ceremony. Hyun Joo is already the busiest person looking for a suitable dress as she will be performing with Daehyun as the reader of one of the award nominations.
Hyun Joo was very happy and had noisily asked Daehyun's opinion. At least until two days ago. After that, Hyun Joo looked calm. He also did not send a message to Daehyun often and even at this time, Hyun Joo did not say a word about the night of the award.
There was something strange about this girl. However, Daehyun could not urge him to say what was happening. He had already tried asking and it was only the answer he could get.
It was clearly Daehyun's astonished face. The man was worried about Hyun Joo, his lover.
While behind the changing room, Daeun who was cleaning up Daehyun's equipment could only look on softly.
‘Daehyun is really serious with Hyun Joo. His gaze, his worries, his attention.’, Daeun said inwardly.
“All is ready?”, Daehyun asked later after Hyun Joo left the dressing room.
Daeun. His daydreams made him forget and not realize that Daehyun was talking to him.
“Daeun.. Yaaaaa... Lee Daeun? Daeun-ah!”, Daehyun tried to call him several times.
“Oh?”, Daeun was surprised when Daehyun already patted her shoulder.
“Why are you daydreaming? Ready yet? I want to go home and rest.”, Daehyun said.
‘Say you want to go home soon and make sure Hyun Joo is okay.’, Daeun's response that only she can say inwardly.
“Why? You haven't eaten yet? Want to eat first?”, asked Daehyun suddenly offer.
“No. Who said I was hungry. I'm not hungry.”, Daeun immediately denies.
“Ya. You don't have to say it many times. If you are not hungry, focus. You daydream on.”, said Daehyun taking one of the bags Daeun was holding and holding it.
In the car, drive home to Daehyun's apartment.
“Hm.. tomorrow you should be ready to go to the salon at 2 p.m. At 4 o'clock the maximum outfit will come and we will leave at least 5 pm.”, explained Daeun provide information about the schedule tomorrow.
“H.. Hyun Joo at the same salon?”, asked Daehyun.
“Why? You want to be in the same salon?”, asked Daeun.
“No. Just ask.”, said Daehyun back to play his phone.
“Not in the same salon. Hyun Joo will be at the salon he used to use. Then we'll meet at the boutique. From there then depart together using the van that has been given by the production team.”, explained Daeun again.
“You? Where were you?”, asked Daehyun.
“Me and Yura unni will be in different vans. Two stylists and make up artists who will accompany you in the van to ensure the appearance of the two of you remain plenary.”, explained Daeun.
“I asked. Where are you?”, Daehyun repeated.
Though, Daehyun was getting unaccustomed if Daeun was not within his sight. Therefore the man continued to ascertain where Daeun was.
“You didn't ride in the same van?”, Daehyun asked again.
“Hn. I boarded a different van and arrived first to arrange preparations in the red carpet and waiting room. Ah.. Daehyun-oppa, can I go to the audience seat when you're not in the waiting room? I really want to see the artists from a short distance.”, Daeun said pleading.
“No.”, Daehyun replied briefly, densely, and clearly.
“Eh? You're not kidding, are you? Why can't. It's not that you usually don't mind that.”, said Daeun astonished.
“Now problems. You're my manager, right? So, you have to standby wherever I might need you. Do not expect to come in the audience seat.”, Daehyun said clearly.
“Cih.. stingy once. Though he only read one nomination.”, said Daeun in a flat tone.
“I heard you.”, said Daehyun.
“I did say it on purpose so you could hear me.”, Daeun said turning her face away.
“You will disturb people if you sit in the audience seat.”, Daehyun makes clear why.
“Who? Who is disturbed? Isn't the spectator seat really to sit on? I guess a lot of it was empty during the event. Why can't I take it?”, asked Daeun.
“No.”, Daehyun said back.
Daeun did not reply and just looked at the window while chewing on her snake.
“What is it? I asked for.”, said Daehyun to take the snack from Daeun's hand.
“No.”, said Daeun no less firmly resembling Daehyun's response earlier.
“I aska.”, said Daehyun pulling Daeun's arm.
The man tried to take it.
“What the fuck are you. Filming's done, which means I'm not your manager. Tomorrow only you can rule me back.”, Daeun explained.
“You are still in this car, meaning you are still my manager.”, Daehyun said not to lose.
“Ya.. Ahjussis.. Akiu down here.”, Daeun said in a jutek tone.
“Eh? Ahjussis.. Don't listen to him. You want to go down on the streets like this?”, asked Daehyun scolding Daeun who was clearly sulking.
They were passing through a long bridge over the river. Who would want to go down in a place like this.
“Let me down.”, Daeun said even harder.
“You're crazy. It's on the bridge. You want to go to the end?”, asked Daehyun.
“Iya.”, said Daeun firmly.
“You're angry? Snooze because I do not allow you to sit in the audience seat?”, asked Daehyun.
“Let me down!.”, Daeun stays to her opinion.
“Ahjussi.”, Daehyun orders and finally their van stops at the edge once.
Daeun was slightly surprised and swallowed her saliva. He thought that if he did not take it one more time, Daehyun still would not allow it. He just needs to get to that point. But, he was wrong, Daehyun instead followed him and asked their van driver to stop.
Slowly Daeun came down. With doubt - doubt in fact. In his head, he had already thought that he would have to cross this bridge alone. Could - could he get there by tomorrow morning. Plus, he could have met someone who was drunk on this street.
‘How is it.’, Daeun said inwardly.
As it turned out, as soon as Daeun got out of the car, Daehyun came down with her. Daeun immediately glanced at the confusion backwards. Confused what Daehyun meant.