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04. | sick

"good morning,"

i greeted the staffs and went inside bright's room.

"good morning, bright. good luck to your first day." i smiled politely and shake hands with the manager.

"bright will be coming in a minute. then after that we'll go to the shooting place."

i nodded and sat on one of the chairs.

i waited patiently and i just can't believe that we waited for fifteen minutes before he came.

i saw his manager talked to him. maybe he got scolded.

i scoffed and stood up. i walked towards him and leaned closer.

"why are you late?" i whispered.

"none of your business."

he muttered and passed by me.

ofcourse it's none of my business, win. why am i so dumb these past few days?

his manager called us already and went inside the van.

i went to the back seat and a staff came to sat beside me. bright's bodyguard carried all our things in the back.

i saw bright sat on the second seat of the van with his manager. he's already wearing his black mask.

i don't know why but he looks so pale.

or was it just me?

after a few minutes of a short drive, we've arrived to our destination.

i took all my things off and carried it.

"this way, guys." the manager said, gesturing the staffs to go inside the building.

i followed them and saw the bodyguard are blocking the fans that are coming to bright.

it was a lot of people when we get there.

my eyes widened when i was about to trip when a hand saved me. i looked up and saw bright, holding me in place.

"careful." then he continued to walk.

i'm glad i managed to go inside alive.

we went to the shooting area and saw the director and staffs are already preparing for the shoot.

"shoot starts in thirty minutes, please be ready." the director yelled and everybody moved to their seats.

"the theme color is red." his manager said and i nodded.

i gestured bright to go inside the clothing area.

i saw how he removed his mask off and pulled off his shirt.

my eyes widened and quickly looked away.

"just do that there..." i said and handed him his clothes quickly.

"whatever." he muttered and took his clothes from me.

i waited for a minute.

i stopped for a moment when i saw him coming out while fixing his hair.

he's so...attractive in that outfit.

i just really can't deny that.

i made him sat on the chair while fixing his hair.

i saw the hair blower closer to bright's back. i leaned on it and i didn't even realized that i'm so close to him that my knee accidentally pushed something on him.

"shit-" bright cursed. my eyes widened and stepped back. my knee just....touched his member?!

"sorry! i was going to take the blower but-"

"whatever. just fix me already." bright rolled his eyes.

i sighed.

what's wrong with him today?

after that, the director started taking pictures of him.

i didn't even realized that i was staring at him for the whole time.

he's just so very talented in modelling...

after the shooting, i saw how bright quickly went to the restroom.

he really looks like he's in a hurry.

i frowned and decided to follow him.

why is he like that?

"where's bright?" the manager approached me.

"uh---just wait here, sir. i'll find him." then i quickly went to the restroom.

i locked in as soon as i entered.

i looked at the stalls and saw that one stall is closed.

"bright?" i asked and went to infront of the stall.

i waited for a reply but then he started coughing roughly and groaned.

i quickly open the stall using a coin and saw him holding his head down while coughing.

"what....what happened to you?"

"don't mind me. just go." he muttered and stood up.

he passed by me and went to the mirror. i saw how he washed his face.

"are you sick?" i asked.

when i didn't get a reply, i slowly went to touch his neck.

i was so shocked when he's steaming hot.

"bright, your temperature is very hot. let me take you to the hospital." i said quickly and took his wrist.

"i'm fine here-"

"you'll faint in here, you jerk! just follow me!"

"win." he stopped me and pulled my wrist harshly.

"don't tell them. no one needs to see me like this." he said deeply with bloodshot on his eyes.

i'm so in confusion right now that i made him sat up straight and started fixing him so he would look like he's not sick.

i took a hoodie on my bag and gave it to him.

"i'll---- take you to my place..." i muttered.

he putted the hoodie on and followed me.