Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and has no relation whatsoever to real people. I mean no offense to the privacy of the actors. If you are reading this, consider them as fragments of my own imagination and the characters of my story instead of the actors.
Warning: This chapter has a mature (18+) theme. I never describe things explicitly, but if you have the slightest of discomfort imagining the characters being intimate, then please refrain from reading. There are no plot developments so you can easily skip this.
Others who are whipped for them, Enjoy but don't expect a detailed explanation. Some of the things are best enjoyed in the imagination rather than words ;-)
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The entire team of Doom at your Service was having the busiest days of their schedule. They were still left to shoot for some of the scenes of the last two episodes, but those days were hectic because of various interviews and promotions.
The show had gone on-air already and all of them were very excited with the positive response they were getting.
" I'm excited," said Boyoung while she sat with Inguk on Dong Kyung's sofa.
" About what? " He asked.
" About the show. People seem to like the first episode "
" Hmm. I knew they would. It is your show after all." He smiled at her.
" It is yours too." She poked him on the arm.
He chuckled and went back to read the script.
" Oppa.. did you tell your mother about me ?" She asked in a whisper.
" Not yet. I'll take you to meet her once we finish with all our shooting "
" Hmm. Okay, sounds good".
It suddenly struck to her that their shoot was going to get over in hardly a couple of weeks. She held his arm and pulled him towards her.
" Boyoung! We are in public " Inguk whispered.
" Oppa. I'm really scared. I won't be able to see you so often " she gulped in.
Inguk looked around to see if anyone was watching them and moved slightly away.
" I know. I'm worried too, but we have to accept it right? "
Boyoung rolled her eyes in frustration and looked away. She was getting anxious to even think about the day when the shoot would be over.
"Aaah... Boyoung, don't think about it too much okay? Let's focus on the big day we have tomorrow " Inguk reminded.
" Yes...Baeksang Arts Awards! I cannot wait to show you the dress I'm wearing " Boyoung's mood suddenly changed and she grinned brightly at him.
" I can't wait to see you too..." he smiled at her glowing face.
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Inguk munched on to the chicken breast he was having right before the start of the award function. He was wearing a white shirt with black buttons and a bow tie. He wasn't fully dressed then, since he was still in his track pants. He was busy joking around with his crew when his manager announced that they had to get ready and go for the show.
Inguk stopped everything and immediately slipped into his black pants. He stood in front of the mirror and wore a black tuxedo vest on top of his shirt. It fits tightly on his waist and highlighted the perfect shape of his body.
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