We Got Married : Chances [SooGyu AU]

Chapter 3

After that little encounter, I have been bothered—which I shouldn't be! He's nothing to me, completely nothing. And what are the odds that I'm ever gonna see him again except for a couple award shows?

Anyway, erasing him in my mind right now. Today's the first shoot for We Got Married and I'm a little excited... a little nervous.

"You're the one who's gonna be waiting," the director said.

Oh, his name is Huening Kai by the way. He told me to call him by his name since I'm older and stuff.

"Oh, where do you want me to wait?" I asked.

"Just by that bench," he said.

We're currently at a really pretty garden, and when I say pretty, I mean a bunch of flowers and tall grass fences. Fairy lights surround it, and it was dark too so it was so pretty.

It kinda reminds me of—

"Will you be my boyfriend?"

It was under the fairy lights where you confessed your love to me.

Under the fairy lights, I realized I want to be with you for the rest of my life.

No, I shouldn't remember that.

Because it was also under the fairy lights where he left me all alone.

"Hey!" I snapped back to reality uoon hearing Taehyun yell. He was looking at me all worriedly, I must've spaced out for a long time.

"Here," he said and handed me a guitar.

"Qhat's this for?"

"Come on, Beomgyu, Kai explained this to you!"

"Oh, that's right, sorry," I mumbled and grabbed the guitar.

Taehyun looked even more worried. "Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yeah," I nodded. "Just a little nervous, that's all."

Lies.

But it was the first time Taehyun bought it. I must look nervous in the outside for him to believe that.

Soon enough, Kai called the crew and we were of to shoot. I think his ideas were pretty cute for my first meeting with my partner.

I sat on a bench and as soon as the camera started rolling, I starting picking the strings on the guitar, playing a few melodic songs for a moment like this.

I wonder who it'll be? I wonder how it's gonna be? Would Ryujin be right about me finding love here?

Wait, no, that's bogus. I signed a contract that said I cannot fall in love. It could cause me my whole career.

But still, I wonder what kind of person they will be? What kind of girl—or boy—will they be? After all, Kai said he's changing it up a little bit, and well, everyone knows I only dated one guy.

Soon enough, I heard footsteps. They're getting closer, and I started feeling nervous. It's like my heart is about to come out of my chest. Rest-assured that I'll probably end up fainting at this point.

But the guitar calmed me down.

The footsteps finally stopped and I knew they were behind me already.

That scent is familiar, it makes me feel nostalgia—or worse, déjà vu.

Kai signaled me to stop playing and to finally look behind, and so I did stop playing. I took a deep breath before standing up and meeting my partner's eyes.

His eyes.

Those eyes.

They make me feel dizzy, like I'm in a lucid dream that's about to turn into a nightmare that I can't control.

Why is he here? What's he doing here? Is he my partner? Why him out of all people?

"You played very lovely," he said.

But I'm here for the money, and maybe I can worry about panicking later. "Thanks," I smiled, he smiled back.

•~•~•

"UGH!" I yelled as soon as I closed my dressing room.

Taehyun tried to calm me down but I was raging. I hated every second that I spent with that guy.

"Did you know?!" I asked Taehyun and he shook his head.

"I'm just as shocked as you are," he answered.

I couldn't talk at all. I was mad and in pain.

DID HE KNOW?

Is that why he came back? To torture me?

"I quit!" I exclaimed and was about to leave the room to tell Kai when Taehyun stopped me. "Let go, Taehyun."

"I'm sorry to be like this but you can't quit. You know how financially unstable we are and if you don't do this, we'll have to have you shift to a pop genre."

I furrowed my eyebrows. It's not that I hate pop, it's just not my style. "I just can't," I sat down on the couch, running my fingers through my hair. "I don't know how this will work out. I don't know how I'll be able to work with him after everything that happened."

Taehyun sat beside me, wrapping his arms around me. He's seen it all, everything that Soobin and I went through. Everything that I went through.

"Well, think of this as something that can give you closure," he said, pulling out from the embrace and looking at me. "Maybe it'll give you a chance to talk to each other about why it ended. A chance to finally move on from it."

To be honest, Soobin never told me why he didn't tell me, and he came running off with the girl. Well, the girl was his co-actor but everyone knew how head-over-heels she was for him. Soobin said he loved me but I just couldn't help but think otherwise when all I see are pictures of them and fanarts. He became distant as well.

Too distant.

"I'm blaming you if this ends up bad," I told him and we laughed through it.

He stood up and lent out his hand. "Come on, we're having a celebratory dinner because the shoot went really well," he said.

I smiled, accepting his hand and we walked out the door. The fun thing about having Taehyun as a friend is that he's always there for me no matter what. He's a realistic type of person so he would always snap me back to reality.

Most importantly, he knows how to make me feel better. He's been with me for as long as I could remember and I know he'll be with me for a long time.