In a world where dreams and fame collide, Naeun is a hardworking freelance model trying to balance her studies while secretly in love with Taemin, the rising star of SHINee. Their romance began when he was just a trainee and grew stronger as he prep...
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Naeun's POV,
I stretched out my arm as I woke up, still groggy from sleep. My hand reached for the source of the noise—Taemin's phone. His screen lit up with notifications, and a missed call from Joonwoon caught my eye. I glanced to the other side of the bed, realizing Taemin wasn't there.
Curiosity stirred, so I stood up and padded over to the bathroom, where the sound of running water echoed softly. I knocked on the door and raised my voice slightly, "Joonwoon called you just now. Want me to call him back?" A muffled reply came from behind the door, "Just text him. Tell him I'm in the shower."
I unlocked Taemin's phone, quickly typing out a message to Joonwoon as I waited just outside the bathroom. I was still engrossed in the task when, suddenly, the door swung open, and before I could react, Taemin's strong grip pulled me inside. Water from the shower splashed onto my pajamas as I gasped, "Taemin!"
"My pajamas are getting soaked because of you!" I whined, playfully stomping my feet in mock frustration, pretending to be on the verge of tears. He simply grinned, his fingers sliding to the back of my neck as he leaned in to kiss me gently. His touch was warm, and my heart raced, completely surrendering to the quiet intensity between us. His closeness always had a way of disarming me, leaving me amazed at the depth of our connection.
Months had passed since Taemin's debut, and with every performance, my heart swelled with pride. Watching him and his fellow members embrace their journey under the spotlight brought me so much joy. But lately, our schedules were colliding more often, and the moments we spent together had become fleeting, making them all the more precious.
As I sat in class, my thoughts inevitably drifted to him. What was he doing right now? Had he managed to grab something to eat? Even during my professor's lecture, I found myself smiling softly, my mind wandering to the memories we'd created together, the excitement that still lingered in my heart whenever I thought of him.
Suddenly, I was pulled out of my daydream. "What's with the big smile, Naeun?" Mrs. Nim's voice cut through the haze, and I blinked, startled. My heart raced as the entire class turned their attention to me. Trying to regain my composure, I smiled brightly and shook my head. "Oh, nothing! It's just that I've seen this problem before, but it's still a challenge. I'm excited to crack it again." I pointed at the calculus problem on the screen, hoping my enthusiasm covered for the real reason behind my wandering thoughts and that involuntary smile.
"Alright then," Mrs. Nim continued, apparently satisfied with my response. As she resumed her lecture, I let out a silent sigh of relief. A gentle nudge from Raehee reminded me of the close call. "Nice save," she whispered, her playful smirk making me chuckle.
"We know the real reason behind that grin," she teased, and I couldn't help but smile back, grateful for the camaraderie that kept my secret safe. As the lecture droned on, my thoughts oscillated between calculus and the cherished moments I had shared with Taemin.
