The photo-shoot continued and the more it progressed, the more intimate the photos became. Myungsoo was starting this photographer was having a blast making him and Krystal be in awkward positions where he was pretty sure they would never talk about again. It was already night, and they were taking the last pictures, at least that what he was told to. Now they were taking pictures inside the palace. It was good because it started getting cold and they had the whole thing for themselves, so they could do whatever noise they wanted.

Their clothes were much more detailed and Krystal's were clearly more expensive than anything than he owned. Just her shoes were worth more than his phone and computer. At that moment he didn't know if he liked cheap stuff or fashion went too overboard with small things. Maybe it was both.

“Okay, last couple of shoots!” He heard the woman said and he walked towards Krystal who was next to a huge window. She smiled at him and he could feel his heart beat a little faster. He stood in front of her and both exchanged looks. “I'm so hungry!” Krystal said and Myungsoo smiled at her. “When we finish, I'll buy you something!” She smiled and nodded. She didn't cared what was it, she just wanted to eat. “Just don't speak French again.”

He didn't had to be told twice. One was enough and he didn't wanted to offend anyone like that ever again. “I want you two look like you were caught kissing.” Hearing this, Myungsoo almost chocked on his own words. He looked to the woman and he didn't even payed attention to Krystal's reaction. The woman walked next to them with a lipstick on her hand. In seconds she had brushed the red lipstick on her finger and brushed on his lips, looking like he just kissed Krystal. She looked to Krystal and passed her finger on the singer's lips.

They stood there looking at the photographer still not getting what was happening and they felt their personal space being violated because of what the woman just did. “It still doesn't look real...” The photographer said and Myungsoo was wondering what was happening. “I got it, Myungsoo, hold her really close, Krystal bite his lip...better, kiss him.” Both gasped at that. One staff member told the photographer they were a virtual couple, not a real one but The woman didn't seemed to care of their marriage was fake or not. “I'm making art! I don't care what other people think. If their fans go insane because of a simple picture it's their problem, not mine. Now, let's get to work because I want to go home to my kid!” No one even dared to say something to her. They just told the couple they had to do it and stood behind, watching the whole thing.

Myungsoo placed his arms around her waist and brought Krystal incredibly close. He hated it. He didn't planed this to happen. He didn't planned to fall for her. She was just mere inches apart from him and he was already losing it. Yes he wanted to kiss her, yes he wanted to have her. He wanted all of those things, but behind the cameras. He didn't wanted to do it in front of everyone so the whole world could see it. “Wonderful! That's exactly what I wanted!” Myungsoo came back to the real world and looked down to Krystal. She wasn't kissing him, and her teeth were lightly biting his lower lip. From a person from afar it gave the illusion they were going kissing passionately, like two lovers but up close, the two had some space where they could actually breath and relax. He couldn't wait for this to end, and he wanted it to end now.

They ate a very light, fast meal and went for a walk. They were going to spend the night in a hotel next to the palace and since they were still the clothes from the photo-shoot, they were making everyone look at them. Myungsoo was at least happy the crew decided it was their time to go have dinner, so the two of them were alone and they could talk freely about whatever they wanted without worrying about if it was appropriated or not. “...We're so screwed.” Myungsoo said as he seat on a small bench and Krystal joined them. They were in a small park, almost desert. Krystal was wearing his blazer and couldn't help but smile when she heard him say it.

“Oh yeah, we totally are.” She knew her band members and friends would love those pictures. They would say the two of them looked amazing, and some fans would go crazy saying they were perfect, but she also knew some fans would lose it. Specially his. She was sure Myungsoo's fans would go insane and call her some names that they would never call in her face. “Your fans will send me hate mails. Maybe call me names while I'm performing.” Krystal said as she looked to the night sky. She could see the stars and the moon shinning and that for some reason made her feel really happy. “You're scared? Your fans are guys! If they don't wait for me to leave the house and beat me up, I'm lucky!”

Myungsoo said showing he was actually pretty scared about what was going to happen to him. Fans could do stupid things, well, at least those who were completely obsessed. “...But it was a pretty good photo-shoot. Way better than the uniform one.” Krystal nodded, agreeing completely. They were getting too grown up to be doing those kind of campaigns, and honestly speaking, only Sulli looked good on those because she had a baby face. Krystal liked to do editorial ones, not those. The shoot was awkward sometimes, sure, but at least they looked really good and didn't looked like they were 13years old. “I can't imagine what we just did!” Krystal said and smiled to Myungsoo who felt his cheeks burn a little. He was happy that it was dark and she couldn't see it. “I almost forgot!”

Krystal looked at Myungsoo and saw him touching his pockets, like he was looking for something. “Where is it?” He asked and got up from the bench and continued looking around, but it seemed the more he looked, the less chances he got to find what he wanted. “What happened? Did you lost something?” She asked. Maybe she could help him find whatever he was looking for. “I did! And now I can't find them! Damn it...those things were expensive.”

Krystal couldn't help but raise a brow. What was he talking about. She continued looking at him and he was moving like an animal, trying to find a good spot. “Where is the damn thing?” He didn't stopped moving and Krystal started wondering what he was looking for. The wondered, but just until she placed her hands on the blazer pockets. When she did it, she touched a small, velvet box and couldn't help but take it, wanting to know what was there. “What did you lost...exactly?” She asked while opening the box. “A small, blue box.”

“...Did that box had two silver rings inside?” She asked as she kept looking to box and a small smile appeared on her face. “Yeah...how do you know?” He wondered as he got up. She placed the box on the bench and he could feel his face burn. “where....” She smiled to him. “Right pocket.” Krystal pointed to the blazer. Myungsoo set next to her and grabbed the box. Both laughed for a while, finding the situation a little amusing, but when they stopped, Myungsoo could feel butterflies on his stomach and it wasn't very pleasant. He looked at Krystal and saw her staring at him, like she was waiting for him to tell her what those rings were. “...I saw you staring at the rings on the airplane magazine...and since you told me you liked them...”

Krystal couldn't help but blush a little. How did he remembered such a thing? She just said it because she had nothing else to tell him. She wasn't expecting him to buy the rings or for him to actually listen. “So...here!” He took one ring and gave it to her. She smiled and placed it on her finger, loving how well it fitted. Myungsoo on the other hand, couldn't help but stare at her. He felt his heart beating even faster and in that moment, he knew. He knew he had to say it. He hat to tell Krystal. “Listen I....I...I've to tell you” He started but she spoke right after him. “I can't believe you actually bought this!” She paused and looked right into his eyes. “You're such a dear friend!” Myungsoo closed his mouth. “Friend....yeah....” that was all he was to her. A friend. Who was he kidding? He would never have her. Never.