Off Camera

Chapter 6

A/N:  A couple friend twisted my arm to post this tonight instead of waiting.  I hope everyone enjoys it.

Tee POV

I still don't know what has possessed me to do this. If I was thinking clearly, I know I wouldn't be here, but I can't turn back now.

My fist trembles as I hold it up in front of the door and take a deep breath. Soon, I will find out if I was picking up the correct vibes from the shoot or not.

My heart pounds against my chest and echoes in my ears, drowning out everything else, but my ragged breath.

BANG!! BANG!! BANG!!

The muffled sounds of footsteps rushing towards the door has me thinking twice about this. My heart races as the door handle twists. Tae's angry voice slices right through me. Maybe this is a bad idea. "WHAT DO YOU WANT?!"

The door whips open.

My breath hitches and I can't breathe.

Tae's anger instantly disappears as confusion washes over his face. I almost jump for joy when I think I spot a faint glimpse of excitement in his eyes.

But nothing has prepared me to see him in only a towel, loosely dangling on his hips. My hand itches to reach out and yank the towel off him, so I can finally see if my imagination is as good as the real thing.

He glistens with little beads of water dripping down his tone chest and disappearing into the towel. Heat rushes through me and before I know what I'm doing, I push him backwards as I dart inside, shutting the door behind me.

Click.

My heart skips a beat while my mind tries to catch up with what I'm doing. Right now, though, my body is in complete control and doing whatever it wants.

Tae furrows his eyebrows together as he tilts his head and stares at me. He opens his mouth slightly, but nothing comes out before he closes it again.

Before I lose my courage, I spit out, "I had to see you." I take a step closer to him, and my heart slams hard again. I swallow the lump in my throat.

His eyes darken as his gaze drops to my Adam's Apple.

Please, don't let me be wrong.

I gather the remaining courage I need and ask, "Why did you run away from me? Did you hate how I acted?"

The words leave a sour taste in my mouth, but I want to know the truth. I was gaining some hope, but it almost dissolved into nothing when Tae had bolted out of the studio.

I widen my eyes slightly, waiting patiently for his answer. My eyes sting as I hold back the tears threatening to break free.

I need to stay strong and hear what he says. I can't run away like he did.

The room grows silent as the tension builds between us. Something seems off, but I ignore it, wanting to get answers to my burning questions.

The minutes feel like hours as his looks change nonstop. At one point, I thought I could see love in his eyes, which had my heart racing. But the next second it is gone and so is my joy.

I bite my lower lip as my fingers nervously fiddle with the hem of my shirt.

This was a mistake. I shouldn't have come.

My eyes glisten as the reality of everything hammers home. He doesn't care.

I stumble backwards slightly. My breathing becomes shallow as I mumble, "I shouldn't have come."