Zee had always admired Nhu from afar, but he never thought he would have a chance to work with him, let alone fall in love with him. Nhu was a famous idol, with millions of fans and a dazzling smile. Zee was his boss, the CEO of a successful enterta...
"nhu are you okay" Mr pruk says furrowing his eyebrows. He must has noticed my concerned expression. "I just signed the contract, how do I already have a gig? Will I even do well? What if the crowd hates me? What if-" "what you do well and gain more popularity and a higher idol status?" Mr pruk interrupts me. "you should think more highly of your self. He says smiling at me which oddly makes me feel better. He gently takes me over to the couch at the corner of his office and sits me down. He hovers over me leans close bends down and ties my shose.
"Oh, sorry. You probably think that I'm an untidy person. I'll make sure I tie my shoes tightly before I come here." i say with a sheepish grin. He stands up adjusting his pants or his "not so little friend" in his pants.
"I don't mind tying your shoelaces." He says softly, looking into mu eyes. "It's kind of cute, actually. It shows that you're not too worried about appearances, and that you're focused on more important things." He gently strokes my hair, but then withdraws his hand abruptly as if he had touched a flame. He gazes at me with remorseful eyes. I lean my head towards his hand again to show him that I don't mind and he resumes his caress. I feel a surge of pride in my chest.
Zee pov
I feel a wave of relief wash over me as I realize he was just stressing over trivial things. I tell him not to worry and that everything will work out fine. I notice his shoelaces are a bit loose, so I bend down and tighten them for him. I don't want him to fall and hurt himself. He's so adorable when he's nervous.The thought of him turning pink and hot runs through my head again. I stand up and hide the arouse he gives me without trying .
I can't help but stroke his hair, but then I catch myself and pull back. I'm not used to acting on my impulses like that. I'm about to say sorry, but he tilts his head towards my hand, asking for more. I smile and caress his hair again, feeling more confident this time. Nhu. I'll make you mine sooner than I thought.
I was talking to Nhu about some random topics, trying to distract myself from how far on the couch he was sitting from me. I had placed my phone between us, as if it could create a barrier that would prevent us from touching because I couldn't trust my myself . But then, my phone rang and I saw the word "fiancee" on the screen. Nhu glanced at it and then looked away. He muttered a quick goodbye and got up, leaving me alone with my guilt and confusion. I wanted to explain, but he was gone before I could say anything.
I was so busy that week that I didn't get to see nhu until his show on Friday. I felt bad for missing his rehearsals and costume fitting, but I had too much work to do. I watched him from afar, admiring his talent and charisma. He was amazing on stage, and the crowd loved him. I wanted to take some photos of him, but I couldn't get close enough. I tried to find him backstage, but he was nowhere to be seen. Everyone was too busy or too clueless to tell me where he went. I had to come up with a lame excuse to get him to come to the office over the weekend, so I could talk to him and explain.
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