"Do you want to go?" He asks, disinterested in your reply as you don't really have a choice.
Chanyeol has to do a photo shoot at one of the big water parks and due to you being his 'wife', you have been invited as well. You don't mind, shrugging your shoulders as you lean to stare out the window. "I don't even have a choice, we are already in the car so why are you bothering to ask now?" You can see his lip curl in disdain in the window reflection.
You've been 'married' for over six months and though you both knew that this was an arrangement to do nothing but bring more fame, you hate how it's the most loveless marriage you could ever imagine. No affection, hardly seeing each other and the only time Chanyeol touches you is when there is a chance of people seeing you both.
You can't complain though, your business has grown since the engagement and Chanyeol has been working around the world, his music hitting charts as he's gone solo. He just has a terrible attitude about everything, complaining about how he's constantly committing an infidelity if he has hook ups but you just scoff at his pain; he's not the one the world expects to get pregnant.
Once you arrive at the park, Chanyeol is immediately taken to get ready while the driver takes you to the hotel to relax. You want to watch, always interested in Chanyeol's work regardless of how you feel about him but you want to relax there too; it doesn't take you long to be in a new bathing suit and sitting by the edge of the pool away from the cameras.
Your feet are skimming over the water as you watch Chanyeol float while cameras take photos from different angles; you miss how he looks in your direction when you finally enter the water, swimming around and enjoying the cool water against your skin. He can't concentrate as he watches you, distracted constantly by the white top you wear and how it sticks to your body when you come out of the water - revealing the black bikini top underneath.
He curses to himself, you are trying to look modest but yet, you look like a goddess even when you try covering yourself up. "Chanyeol..." a voice pulls his attention away from you and he looks over at the director, her eyes lingering on you with a knowing look on her face. "I just had an idea, would your wife mind if we took photos of you two together?" He raises an eyebrow, unsure where she's going, "the idea is for you to be having a holiday from the busy life you live, so photos of you doing such a thing with your wife wouldn't be a bad inclusion."
Chewing his bottom lip, Chanyeol runs a hand through his silver hair and brushes it out of his eyes. "Sure, let's do that." She chuckles as he answers, already leaving and heading in your direction. You may be oblivious to how Chanyeol looks at you but as her and the lead photographer looks at the photos taken, they can see what neither of you can see.
Chanyeol is in love whether he wants to admit it or not.
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Drabble Collection #2
FanfictionVarious drabbles collected from my Tumblr. May contain various drabbles if it follows a particular story arc/muse drabbles. Titles will contain: idol, group, au, M for mature Note: I no longer write mature themes for Kim Jongdae, anything mature is...