The same day passed by like pages of the novel I was reading at the cafe in the same broadcasting building for the third time today.
The warm sun-rays have gone cold like the coffee I ordered. Yet the group's third schedule apparently is far from the easy wrap we've initially thought.
I decided to rest my eyes for a minute and watched the passersby walking down the brick pavement, clinging at each other's arms like no one's looking.
I've always been envious of the people who can celebrate Valentine's Day and flaunt it for everyone to see, because even if K insists to give me something for monthsary, I always try to turn it down politely.
It's not like he's free to go out without a bodyguard next to him anyway and I don't want him to get scolded even more, especially when he already have repeatedly suffered mentally just to debut.
That's one of the reasons why I'm willing to wait for him.
He also waited for years and with a lot more pressure despite the skills he possessed and other options he had. K still remained and blindly trusted the agency because he wanted it badly.
My train of thoughts got interrupted by a call from another staff that the boys already finished their dance practice and that they want me to join them watch the final performance along with them.
My caramel macchiato is still halfway but I had to throw it away and run down the stairs due to the elevators unavailability on rush hours.
As soon as I arrived at the basement, one of the bodyguards pointed to the corner where everyone is standing behind the camera man and the boys were waiting for the signal to start.
No wonder it took longer than expected.
They had to paint cute stuff onto the boards they were about to use as props in a music video of some kind and they probably had to practice a lot to perfect this complicated choreo.
Once Buzz Love started, I have been smitten by the cuteness of their moves and to think amongst the nine members, almost half of them aren't fond of doing this type of gesture as much as possible yet they still slayed it.
The song was bright and the choreo along with props is very romantic. And I was supposed to be smiling like the others.
However, I felt a tear rolling down my cheek so I needed to look down on the floor to let them fall for the rest of the music.
It was due to K's unwavering stare while delivering his lines and I absorbed it all for I was standing right behind the camera's angle.
"I'm thinking 'bout you~yes you're here~my eyes only shines on you~"
What a perfect way to say in celebration of our first Valentine's Day but the reality that it was about to end yet we still haven't even spoken a word to each other directly just hit me straight into the chest.
Right after the shoot was finally done, everyone applauded and congratulated all the members for their efforts.
I used the commotion as an opportunity to swiftly go to the restroom and compose myself before we wrapped it all up and prepared to go home.
Not long after the almost endless gratitude towards the broadcasting company hosts and staffs, everyone eventually entered their respective vans so I thought it'd be better for me to take a cab.
"Where are you going?"
K himself called when I walked away after excusing myself from the other staffs standing at the parking lot.
I had a little bit of a jump there because I never expected him to come near me, particularly when the other workers from the broadcasting station were a feet away and could hear literally everything.
"Can we talk?"
He asked in his unusual serious expression.
"Uh, sorry... I had to go meet someone. It's important."
I swallowed the lump down my throat and jogged across the street in my attempt to escape because I'm having a hard time breathing in nervousness for whatever reason.
Was it because it feels like he's about to end our relationship or something?
I have been trying to mentally prepare myself for this but not on this scenario.
I blamed myself for being so stupid to put his career on line just because I was so blinded by jealousy of how he openly he treats his fans.
If only I just greeted him back and be done with it, if only I didn't try to make him remember he's dating me, if only-
"(Y/N) watch out!"