Wyen's eyes widened and before she could process everything, his lips parted away.
Eyes meeting his, her hands were still pressed down on the sheets.
His hand which trailed up her hips were pulled back.
Standing up, Jimin looked at Jungkook.
His breathless self gave a hesitant nod.
Jungkook glanced at Wyen.
Her body raised to sit on the bed.
The bed which is placed in the middle of the large halls.
Her small figure immediately covered her body.
And Jungkook left a heavy sigh.
His eyes averted to her hand.
Which clutched the sheets tighter within his gaze deepening.
He blinked.
Realising that she noticed,
He averted his eyes away.
And that's when he felt warmth.
The warmth of her hand pulling his to get back into the room.
"Jungkook~ I need help with something."
Jungkook looked at Dae-ni.
Her wavy hair accompanied with that faintly faded lipstick made him blink.
Glancing back at Wyen, he felt his hand drop the pen.
Wyen's gaze was on the floor.
But when she felt his eyes over her back,
She hesitantly looked back.
Jungkook's body was pulled helplessly.
And he felt it.
The bitterness in his actions.
As she smiled bright,
Her eyes closed.
Those puffy cheeks made him blink.
His lips didn't curve up.
Instead they parted.
Looking back at Dae-ni, he felt his body vibrate with every pull she did to make him step back into the room.
As he was dragged out of her sight,
Wyen finally breathed.
The deep breath she took made jimin stare.
And when his eyes trailed off her face, they subconsciously fell on her hand.
The skin on her hand made him blink.
For a mere second, he noticed the edges of particular part of her skin.
And that's when he clearly saw it.
The bandaid which matched her skin colour.
The skin-tight band around her palm made him look up at her face.
"Pains?"
Wyen's body flinched.
"Uh..?"
A breathy smile left his lips.
And he knew that she heard him.
"Nothing."
He leaned down.
Her body leaned back.
Hand raising against her chest, she blinked.
But when she felt him take the script that was beside her figure,
She realised.
And she felt silly.
But jimin smiled.
A hand on her head startled her.
"I'll be back. Don't go anywhere, alright?"
She looked up.
"There's still people upstairs."
He mumbled.
And Wyen hesitantly nodded.
"Yes."
She said as she nodded once again.
He nodded back.
"Ms. Lee? Please go get changed. The shoot will be started any second."
Wyen took the dress.
Looking back at the jimin who took out the cigarette,
She took a deep breath.
Walking towards the rooms at the corner,
Her hand raised.
About to open the door, she froze.
"Dae-ni... *Smooch* please.. stop. I c..Can't..-"
"Just once more, I missed you-"
"I s..said, n-nghh fxck-"
Her eyes watered.
Biting her lip, she blinked.
This time, she was startled.
By the amount of tears that ran down her cheeks.
The warmth of them was felt when they dropped on her hand which held the very knob of the door.
The door the room.
The door of his room.
Dae-ni...
His voice rang and minutes passed by.
But the voice never got off her mind.