As an idol, Soleil Kwon knows that it's terribly difficult to find love, especially with all the backlash you'll receive. Everyone knows how Soleil's a big fan of The Hunger Games series, but nobody knows about her small crush on Tom Blyth, the man...
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Tom hears a soft knock on his hotel room door as he's getting ready for bed.
He gets up from the comfort of his hotel bed, heading towards the door - when he opens it, he sees Soleil, standing there, his leather jacket in her hands. Her hair's braided to keep it out of her face, the braid tied neatly with a pink scrunchie that Tom remembers seeing on her wrist. She smiles when she sees him, and Tom's lips quirk up instinctively at the sight of her face.
"Hey," she says. "Just wanted to return this."
She hands him the jacket, and Tom takes it - their fingers brush, and Soleil swears that the mere touch sends jolts up her spine.
"Oh, thank you." he says, smiling. "Come in."
Soleil walks into his hotel room, closing the door as Tom grabs a hanger from the closet. "You sure that's all you came here for?" he asks.
Soleil can't help but let out a chuckle. "Seems like you can read me like a book, huh? I wanted to say, um... it was really nice to be able to see you again - you know I've been counting down the days anyways."
"Likewise," Tom says, a grin stretching across his lips. "I like seeing you, Sol. We should see each other more often."
"I'd really like that," she replies. She doesn't know why she's so nervous - she and Tom have both established that they do like one another. Why else would they have kissed in New York all those weeks ago? They've been telling each other of their feelings through text messages, and through phone calls - but something about confessing to him face to face makes her nervous. "And I... really like you."
Tom's smile grows wider. "I really like you too, Sol."
Soleil's heart skips a beat.
But then the text message from her boss pops into her head. She needs to minimise scandal - everything about this, would be considered as scandalous. She looks at Tom again, and something about ignoring her stupid boss' words just feel right.
