Disclaimer: Not a gay scene! × 3
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"Hey...do you have to do this?"
A young man with round eyeglasses clenched his fists.
His voice was shaking.
Tears welled up in his eyes as he looked at the taller man in front of him.
The taller man's eyes turned red, and his eyes also welled up with tears.
"Yes. I have to. This is my duty. Even if...even if I might die...I have to do it."
The shorter guy bit his lips and finally took out a shiny object from his pocket.
His fingers were trembling as he stuffed the thing into the taller man's arm.
"Take this with you. It...it might save your life."
The taller guy held the life-saving item in his palm and hastily pocketed it into his military suit's pocket.
"Thank you...thank you so much. I...I'll never forget you even if I die..."
Without waiting for the shorter guy to react, the man immediately turned around and walked towards the dilapidated street full of ruins with a desolate back.
"I have to go..."
"Thank you for everything."
His voice faded in the wind.
Seeing the tall guy leaving, the shorter guy immediately ran forward, stretching his arm in desperation.
"No, wait— wait— don't leave— "
Before the short guy could catch up with the tall back, a shrill voice broke the tragic atmosphere between the two.
"HEY THE BEST ACTOR OVER THERE!! GET YO' A*S HERE!!"
The shrill voice continued to echo throughout the dilapidated street.
"WHATCHA DOIN DILLY DALLYING?? U A LILY??"
The "lily", the tall guy wearing a military suit, immediately trotted to the director with red eyes.
"Yes! I'm cum— I'm coming!"
The shorter guy with eyeglasses behind the tall guy immediately looked at the big, fat director sitting on the tall stool with hatred.
You forced his artist to do this!
Don't you know that this is worse than death?
Ah! His poor artist!
Just for a sum of money, he sold his body and soul!
The two drama queens were still immersed in their "separation" while the thug-like director had already shouted at the best actor without a care.
"Remember! Hug the zombie guy with all of your might! Like this!"
The director squeezed all the flesh and fat in his body with his own arms, demonstrating the scene to the male lead of his movie.
"You have to act as if you want to melt the zombie into your body! Get it??"
"Yes— "
"Then watcha waitin' for? Go! Go!"
The director waved his chubby hands and urged the best actor to go to the middle of the dilapidated street.
The best actor took the first step forward— and then turned his head to look at his assistant.
He turned around once every three steps, looking reluctant to leave.
The assistant who saw this immediately bit a white handkerchief he got from out of nowhere and mumbled incoherently.
"Ywou hev two come bwak awiwe! In won pwice! (You have to come back alive! In one piece!)"
The actor wiped the corner of his red eyes with his thumb and nodded.
"I'll try my best."
The director, who was watching all of this, almost burst the shirt's button on his chest.
Fck these two drama queens! It's just hugging a zombie! What's so difficult about this??
If people didn't know, they would think he's sending the best actor to die for real!
Against all odds, the best actor finally hardened his heart and kneeled at the center of the dilapidated street.
A zombie actor with a bleeding head was already lying there, looking extremely realistic.
Three cameras hung high above, and two lighting equipment shot out beams of light onto the zombie, making its grey skin even paler.
Everything was ready, but the best actor just kneeled motionlessly, with no intention of moving.
The director huffed and shorted like a pig before shouting on top of his lungs—
"Okay, don't be shy! Hug your brother!"
The best actor secretly rolled his eyes.
Director, if my real brother knew I picked up a zombie brother out there, he would definitely kill me.
Not a joke.
My brother is an assassin!
Unfortunately the director didn't know and didn't care, so the best actor had no choice but to look at the sky with a 45° angle.
His hands tremblingly held the rotten body in front of him.
Oh. The magic of makeup.
Even the touch is so real, as if he's really holding a sticky, dirty zombie.
The zombie actor himself held his breath as he felt the best actor slowly hugging his upper body.
He almost kicked his legs in the air.
Ahhhh! The best actor is hugging him!! Ahhhhhh— he can die without regrets.
The little fan didn't know that his idol was biting his tongue, suppressing something.
Seeing that the two actors were already in position, the director held his magical weapon, the loud speaker, and shouted—
"Everyone, get ready!"
"Three, "
"Two, "
"One— "
Happy new year!
Oh wait, wrong script.
"ACTION!"
The moment the director's voice fell, the surroundings stood still, as if time stopped.
A sharp throbbing quickly swept over the best actor's head, and the whole world was suddenly blurry.
He felt as if he was about to faint.
Sht. It must be the deadly allergy acting up again.
But the best actor had sold his body and soul for money, so he immediately got into his role and roared on top of his lungs.
"Brother! Brother— "
Brother ewhhhh~
The best actor was cursing at heart, but his mouth honestly recited all the lines.
"I'm sorry, brother. I'm so sorry."
"Let's— let's meet again..."
"In a better world."
Anddddd cut!!!
At least that's what's supposed to happen.
But one second…
Two seconds...
A few moments later~
The best actor's face twisted.
Where's the cut?
Where's the promised neverland— pah pah pah!
Where's the promised cut??
"Hello, director? Did you forget to say "cutttttt" or something?" The best actor shouted at the director.
But he didn't hear any reply.
A question mark floated above his head.
Hey. It's sus. Something is wrong!