Loving KYU.

Part 12.2

Part 12.2 : Confession

[Donghae's POV]

Siwon, who was in front of me, took a small sip of liquid from his water bottle. Ericka dabbed his face with a tissue paper, wiping off the beads of sweat on his face. Ericka had to stand on her tip toes to reach Siwon's face while I was sitting on a foldable chair while Colette do the same with my face.

We were given 10 minutes to rest after an hour and a half of posing and getting our shots. The shoot was not that tiring compared to the others that we had from our experiences for we're given two days for it but tomorrow will be composed of wrap-ups and they'll gonna video our thoughts about Bench where Sara will translate our answers and their questions.

"Collete, can you give me a hand here? Sir Siwon is a bit... tall." Ericka was practically struggling and since Colette was a few good inches taller than her, she cll donan manage to reach Siwon's forehead.

"I still don't know her name," Sara stated in hushed tone, pointing at the lady dressed in a formal clothing who was in charge of everything on set.

"She's Amanda," I said for her.

"Amanda, Amanda, Amanda," she mouthed and I find it cute how she tried to memorize the name. "Ugh. I should've paid more attention during the meeting."

I looked at her while she reprimanded herself for being too distracted with the things at the CEO's office. I'm really infatuated...

"One minute!" Amanda announced, getting all the people in the set to bustle around and prepare everything again.

"One minute?" Sara gasped, rising from her chair and she checked me, then turned her face to Colette. "Um, does he need a touch up or anything?"

Colette turned to take a look at me. "He's fine, miss. Just don't sweat too much."

Sara nodded and grabbed me by the arm lightly. "Just don't sweat too much," she repeated and made me rise up to my feet to set me ready.

They finished by dusting off our t-shirts. I had on an orange t-shirt with sleeves that are so grey they're almost black, and it said: One Earth while Siwon had a navy blue one with "Super Bench" on it.

While the photographer gave a few clicks, the cameraman who's shooting our whole photoshoot, even our resting time, went on all angles around the set.

Click! I stole a glance at Sara who just answered her phone. I watched as her expression turned from shock, to disappointment and confusion.

"Look at the camera, please." The photographer got my attention back. I understood that even though it's stated in English.

"Did something happen at the shoot?" Mrs. Yeon inquired at the middle of our little argument for I insisted on helping her wash the dishes, and she wouldn't let me to. She tried to grab the sponge from me but I held it up in the air, then behind my back, she failed and just opened a conversation while I finally gave her the sponge and I offered to wash the soap off the plates and china.

If there's something about this family that I could describe, I would say that they're very humble. The house was just built at the exact size just enough for their extended family. "What do you mean, Mrs. Yeon?"

"Sara looks down tonight." She slouched a bit, scrubbing the sponge like she was down too.

I shrugged but thought of Sara. "Well, she got this call while we're on set, but I didn't hear who she was talking to. At the end of the call though, she was disappointed."

Mrs. Yeon nodded her head. "She kept on getting bad news. I didn't even know how she took the loss of the album lightly. Sara's the type to not share what's on her mind when doesn't want to." I nodded at her while she added, "Or let's look at the bright side and just input that it's the end of her period."