Flip The Script

Chapter 1

"We're a good match."

Junho looked at Yoona who's smiling at him teasingly in her baggy t-shirt and black joggings.

They have been rehearsing for their stage tomorrow at MBC Gayo Daejejeon for about four hours non-stop now.

They are performing "Love Never Felt So Good" by Michael Jackson, a song Junho admittedly enjoys very much especially that the funky and groovy choreography is right up his dance style.

But he is especially grateful for his dance partner, Yoona who's currently staring at the screen showing their last take with a little pout that insinuates her concentration. They have been friends since their debut days, it always baffles him a bit when he remembers that he has been in the industry for over 14 years, and Yoona has been a part of his life ever since. Their groups were often lumped together whether it was ads or tv reality shows, the fans loved it. He supposes he understands why, even he cannot deny that the two groups have insane chemistry. Which is probably why he and Yoona have become somewhat of a love team, after all this time, from being MCs together to their annual stages and their upcoming K-drama next year. He chuckles a bit for his use of the expression " love team". It has been what everyone called Yoona and Taecyeon back in the day, the beauty and the beast.

"Hmm?"

It took him a minute to understand what the quizzical look and the little arched eyebrow on his dance partner's face were meant for.

"Ah" he released another chuckle, "I was thinking about how you have always been partnered up together with Taecyeon as a love team, which is ironically a term i would use to describe us now" he looked at her with a teasing gleam in his eyes and added "seeing as I apparently can't take a break from you these past months."

She looked at him for a second and then she bursted into one of her famous alligator laughs, he especially loved those if he's being honest, the sound of her laughter filled the whole room while her face beams with joy and her right eye closes in a girlish wink.

"What can I say, my charms lure in all the hot ones" she countered with a playful wink, "I know you enjoy my company, stop pretending otherwise Lee Junho."

And she was right. Junho enjoyed her presence immensely, he didn't have to force a conversation or act a certain way when they were together. He was fully himself with her and everything else came easily; Their easy conversations, their bickering, the silent understanding when one of them isn't feeling well enough to socialize.

"Well that's a bit arrogant of you miss Yoona, don't you think? I vividly recall you falling into my arms not too long ago."

It was during the filming of "King the Land", their upcoming Kdrama, on one of their scenes together, Yoona lost her balance and nothing but fell into Junho's arms.

"What a shameless man," She said with an exaggerated scandalous expression. "Do not use a frail woman's moment of weakness against her, that is very ungentlemanly and unbecoming of you."

"Ha! You are anything but frail Im Yoona, I have known you for more than fourteen years now."

"Oh, well I guess we'll have to see if you're right about that." She mused, then started jokingly hitting him with little fake punches.

He couldn't help but tease her a bit more, "Are you calling these punches? Our dancing rehearsal sure took a troll on you."

Her eyes lit up in excitement, one thing about Im Yoona is that she is insanely competitive, and while he genuinely appreciates that about her, the little devilish smirk she's giving him insinuates that he might have dug his own grave.

"Lee Junho, you asked for this" She said mischievously before tickling him into the ground. The sound of laughter escaped him without warning but he wouldn't go down without a fight.

His hands immediately found her stomach and started tickling back until they were both a laughing mess with tears streaming down their faces.

She was now under him, smiling from ear to ear, "Truce! Truce!"

He stopped tickling her immediately in response to her peace offering but the cheeky little devil only giggled and went back to tickling him with only winning on her mind.

As a defense mechanism, Junho immediately caught her delicate hands between his and pinned them above her head. He was about to make a quick-witted, alas arrogant, comment on how she couldn't even beat him while cheating but he found himself awestruck with the woman underneath him.

All traces of playfulness have been replaced by intense yearning that consumed him the moment their eyes met each other.

As if he was under some kind of spell, he couldn't help but stare at her. Taking every detail of her in; Her bambi deer eyes looking up at him in both shock and similar captivation of his own, her silky brown hair that smells like the sweetness of spring, and her soft lips with a hint of pink.

His breath grew heavier way too suddenly, the intimacy of it becoming too unbearable for him.

He looked away and pulled himself together.

It's moments like these that unsettle him.

This hasn't been the first time he experienced this level of unexpected lustfulness.
He felt it on their Senorita stage last year as well, where for as long as three minutes of that performance, he allowed himself to think of her as his, allowed himself to get infatuated with the curves of her body and to touch her with hunger he wasn't aware he had inside him.

He then blamed it on the pent up frustration from work and a shallow excuse of wanting to get into his role as a seducer.

Before getting way too lost in his thoughts, he offered her his hand and a little friendly smile.

"I apologize, I went too far." She took his hand, and he could've sworn a jolt of electricity through them.

"Not at all, I guess it serves me right for playing dirty."