Lee Jong Suk POV

It’s been a week.  We are in contact a little bit more.  Our sleeping schedules do not match.  So, there is no bed time talk either.  We have to be careful when we start a text chat.  If managers are holding our phones, they will read the texts.  We have to be very friend like.  Not lover like.  This is hard.  But we know this is it.  We will have to take one day at a time.  It would have been slightly easier if it was a girl.  We had to make it even more complicated for ourselves.  Falling in love with another boy.  ing great! 

I have tried asking Manager if I have anything lined up with Woo Bin.  He says there is a third beer commercial coming up.  It is in 10 days.  I tell him “I get along with him.  Do you think they can find some more stuff for us to do together?  Hanging out with friends makes it easier”. 

Manager: “I will check.  But too many things with him might get stale.  You know they still like you together.  But we can’t shove it in their faces else it loses its charm”

“I know.  What about that cancelled fan meeting?  Are they planning to have one again?”

Manager: “I think I told you about that.  They have a party that you both are supposed to attend”

Ah?  Now I had forgotten about that.  I can’t show my excitement.  Be careful Jong Suk.  I tell myself. 

“When is that?” 

Manager: “For schedule sake, the party is the night before the CF shoot.  You will get some time to hang out again.  You both are staying at the same hotel”

yeah.  This is too good to be true.  Yes! Yes!  Be careful Jong Suk.  Stay calm. 

“That is great” 

Manager looks at me.  I have nothing on my face.  Just my usual calm self.  I go back to reading scripts.

My mind can’t focus.  9 days!  I will see him again. 

“Hi Woo Bin. How is your day going?”

“Woo Bin is currently in shoot Lee Jong Suk.  I am his manager.  I will tell him you texted”

“When is he getting free?”

“Should be in couple of hours”

“Okay tks.”

Gosh!  I hate it when I can’t talk to him.  What am I doing in 2 hours?  I ask manager.  I have a movie shoot starting in 3 hours.  I will probably in the car.  Not alone.  .  I hate this.

…..

It’s been 2 and half hours.  I have just half hour left.  Will he call?  Will the manager give him my message?

Ping

“Hi Jong suk.  I heard you texted.  What’s up?”

Ha.  His text is so formal.  I grin.  My heart bursting with happiness.  I think my face shows it a bit.  My Manager looks a little dazzled.  “Who is it?”

I control my expressions but ignore him.  I text back.

“Phone in my hand.  In car on my way to shoot”

There is sudden tone change in his text.  All formalities forgotten.  “Hi Sweety”

Ha ha ha!  He is funny. 

“*shy* *bats eyes*”  I text back.  I can have a little fun. 

“I like manly man.  Not someone who bats their eyes” I can almost see his grin as if he is in front of me. 

Oh.  How I love him.  A laugh bursts out of me.  I need to control my reactions when I am in public like this.

“Can’t show emotion.  So, behave” I text him.

“Can I call?”

“Yes but don’t say anything that is embarrassing or make me react”

My phone rings immediately. 

I pick up before the first ring finishes its ringing.  “Hey”

WB: “I miss you.  Just say ‘me too’ in a normal sentence if you can’t say it back”

“Me too.  So busy.”

I hear a chuckle.  I imagine him chuckling.  My blood starts going elsewhere. 

How can I have this conversation without showing any emotion?  I am surrounded by people.

Suddenly my manager stops the car and goes to sit next to the driver.  Eh?  I look up in surprise.

I am alone in the back.  I am not sure what this is but I don’t want to get carried away.

“My manager decided to sit with the driver.  I am alone in the back”

WB: “Can they hear you?”

“I don’t think so.  I will be soft”

“Manager told me about the party in 9 days.  We are staying at the same hotel.  Did you know?  Why didn’t you tell me?”

WB: “Party?  I know about the shoot.  What party?”

“I think it is because of that cancelled fan meeting.  They instead want us to attend the party the night before the shoot”  I can’t contain my excitement.  I am sure he can feel it through the phone. 

WB: “You are kidding”

“Nope.  9 days from now”

WB: “ yeah.  I am going to start the count down.  What do you want me to wear?”

“Eh?  What the hell is that?” 

WB: “Ha ha.  Just kidding.  I want you to wear something pretty”

“Hey idiot.  I am a man.  Pretty but a man”

WB: “Wear something pretty”  I hear him laugh.  To be able to talk feels perfect.  I feel warm all over.  I laugh.

He has gone all silent suddenly…

“Hello” I call out.  Wondering if the phone got disconnected. 

He says quietly, his voice caresses me.  “Laugh again…”  I feel his breath against my ears.  I feel his fluttering fingers on my cheek.  I feel him pull me to me. 

“Mmmm.  I want you”  I whisper over the phone.

WB: “Imagine I am right there. ”  he whispers back. 

We are quiet.  Holding the phone. 

I hear a sigh. 

WB: “Ahh.  This is a torture Sukkie.  I have a semi you-know-what just thinking about you”

Me “Me too”

WB: “I need to get back to work and work on calming myself down”

“Okay.  Me too.”  Then I whisper.  “I love you”

WB: “I love you”.  Then he ends with  “Wear something pretty”

I laugh.

I hear the quiet again.   I hear another heavy sigh and then he disconnects.

Looks like every time I laugh like that, it has an effect on him.  I need to do that more often, I think to myself.

I am happy and I am sad.  I miss him so much.

We are at the movie site.  I have to go.

9 days!