Chapter 47
"So you want to talk about yesterday? Or just pretend nothing happened?" Louie pinned multiple cloths on me as I refused to look him in the eyes.
"Can you just pay attention to where you're pinning? I don't want to get stabbed..." I kept my new job offer to myself as Louie just shrugged.
"If anything is wrong, do tell me."
"You know I do." I weakly smiled as I wait for the day to past.
Once my day job was over, I secretly head to the BSX company.
Yesterday the BSX design team had me applied and measured for fashion modeling. Today, I am prepped for a the actual photo-shoot.
I got out the elevator and found my designated room down the long quiet hallways.
As my heels clicked against the marble grounds, my mind went into deep thought.
Is working in the same company as a YG member be against the YG Boss's demands?
If the whole situation was supposedly a hoax, how can I use this loophole to prove it?
How can I reveal this to Louie in the nicest, and strategic way?
What role do I play? What role am I playing right now?
Most importantly... What does Louie have against a company that uses major icons, like GD, for advertisement?
As I stared blankly at the grounds ahead, I failed to notice a door open right next me. Then all of a sudden, someone grabbed me from behind and dragged me into the janitor's room...
What the!
I struggled and tried to pry the stranger's hand off my mouth, but it was to no prevail. The man was too strong. The door quietly closed and the small closet room became dark and cramp.
Help!
I managed to wiggle loose and muffle out some sounds, but the arm around my waist was so tight I couldn't squeeze out a single coherent word.
"HMP!" Tears were starting to form when the stranger's hands traveled down my body.
That's when a lightbulb overhead was switched on and I was released.
I turned around ready to hit the guy when my hand froze in midair.
"Hey." The not a stranger said as I widened my eyes.
"You jerk!" I smack his chest and he laughed.
"Sorry about that babe." Jiyong stuck his tongue out and I puffed out my cheeks.
"I thought I was going to be murdered! Or worse, raped!" I quickly whipped my eyes and scan the small closet.
Ironically, this room looks perfect for '7 minutes in heaven.' And on cue, Jiyong's lips crashed onto mine.
Our tongues danced beside each other as my arms snaked around his neck. He pulled me even closer so our bodies would stick to each other like glue.
After a few minutes, he released me and smiled when he eyes traveled downwards. I unconsciously did the same.
"It's not rape of you want it." He whispered as I blushed deeply.
"Perv!" I pouted and he kissed me again.
"I missed you." He leaned his head on my shoulder as I took in his musky scents. "I'm surprise to find you here."
"Heehee, I'm not." I giggled as Jiyong made the cutest confused face. "I planned this." I explained what happened yesterday with the letter and how I anticipated in meeting him when I decided to work for BSX.
"You sneaky girl." Jiyong winked as he lay his forehead on top of mine.
"I'm still upset about your whole plan though." I stared into his chocolate eyes as he wrapped his arms around my waist.
"I'm sorry babe, I just want to protect you. I don't want anything to hurt you ever again." His hot breathe tickled my nose as I enjoyed the steamy moment of us two in a closet.
"I-" That's when the closet opened with a wide-eyed janitor gawking at Jiyong and I.
In the next split second, Jiyong took out his wallet and gave the janitor a large amount of cash.
"You saw nothing."
The janitor nodded at the bribe and then Jiyong quickly dragged me out as I embarrassedly avoided all eye contacts.
"I, I gotta go this way." I pointed down the hall I originality was heading to as Jiyong squeezed my hand in his. He stopped walking and just gave me a pleading face.
"Let's-" His soft voice started but was cut off by someone down another hall.
"Mr. G-Dragon! There you are!" A business dressed woman waved at us and rushed over.
Jiyong let go of me immediately and I quickly turned away to escape. I felt the burning stare of his when I left him to his own business.
She didn't see me. She didn't see me.
"Who's that?" The woman asked and I heard Jiyong's emotionless voice.
"Let's go."
I sighed out a relief and rushed to my studio room.
"Ah there you are Miss Celia, let's get started!" The director introduced the crew to me as I shyly smiled.
I didn't see Jiyong in the next weeks of shooting, Louie seemed to be getting more suspicious of me rushing right after work. I told him I had to see my therapist, but I'm pretty sure the whole world knows I'm lying.
Jiyong worked day and night on his world tours. Usually he would post pictures of himself in front of his performances to hype his fans, and occasionally he would send me a private photo of him in his true self. His tired, lonely puppy eyes yearned for rest and privacy. I tried my best to cheer him up.
Right after his China tour, he told me he would come home for a few days before leaving. I thought about bumping into him again when I went to BSX. His recent modeling photos were already up on the billboards and walls, making me extremely unfocused on whatever I was doing.
When I walked into my photoshoot today, I was confused by the a mass amount of people surrounding the computer screens. They were photo editors and they haven't even noticed my entrance. They were chatting with each other and even argued on certain changes of ideas. I stood there for a second before clearing my voice.
"Evening, I am here for my photoshoot... As always."
The editors all turned around and I gasped when I saw the figure they were surrounding. Too happy to hear the group's voices, I stared at Jiyong's gorgeous face glancing back at me from his chair.
His new hair and style had changed once again and I forced a giggle down.
"The photos look nice, but I think we need some more." Jiyong eyed me when he said those words to the group, he got up as I bowed; faking the acquaintance relationship we were suppose to have.
"We're truly sorry Mr. Kwon, but I believe our time for today is up, Miss Celia's photoshoot is scheduled to be in this room now so we can no longer take any pictures of you. Maybe we can schedule for tomorrow, truly sorry." The leader of the tech crew said in a hurry as she tired to usher Jiyong's crew out. That poor woman was embarrassed to see me and kept her head lowly, trying to gesture the door to Jiyong which only embarrassed her even further. Because Jiyong never budged from his place, too busy gazing at me with his pearly grin.
"I insist." Jiyong stepped closer to me and my heart pounded against my chest.
Gawd I missed him so much, he sounds much happier now than on the phone...
"Hello Mr. G." I backed up a little when the group started to whisper.
"Hey beautif-"
My eyes widened when Jiyong reached for my face, but thank goodness my photo crew rushed through the door at that exact second.
"We're so so sorry Miss Celia, there has been serious traffic and we-" The director peered up after placing his hands on his knees. "What are you guys doing here? You were never scheduled for this room." The director stood up straight and glared at the woman in charge.
"It was me who wanted them in this room." Jiyong went up to the modeling director and shook his hand. "And I am impressed with your company's abilities. I was just offering them to take more shots of me, free of charge." Jiyong winked and the director was flattered.
"Oh, then please, do as you like Mr. Kwon!" The director laughed and then turned to me. "You're dismissed for today Miss Celia, see you tomorrow." He waved me off and I turned away agape at the situation.
Jiyong grabbed my arm and I pouted at him.
"It has been awhile since I had worked with a beautiful model such as Celia. I wouldn't mind working with her again." Jiyong smirked at me as the director's mouth twitched in hesitation.
"I believe our contract never said..." The director was having a hard time keeping his smile as he tried to explain the illegibility of modeling with me. Jiyong tugged on me and I caught his eyes. I winced and he nodded. "Especially for a YG member such as yourself Mr. Kwon."
"I insist." Jiyong said seriously and the director chuckled at the ground. When he looked up, he saw Jiyong holding a stack of won.
The room was silent and everyone glanced back and forth from the director to Jiyong.
Then an okay was heard.