1 is Greater Than 7

New Year, Old Me Part 1

Taliah POV

Today is good day. I am fully recovered and oh so happy! All the formal meetings about the One Shot reboot are over and we are going to start filming today! My outfit is a pair of deep red ripped jeans, black platform boots with silver buckles, and a see through black, long sleeve lace shirt...with a cami underneath of course. It's suppose to mirror Yongguk's outfit who is handsomely fitted in all black besides a long, deep red coat. His crimped, wavy hair looks so good on him verses the short, straight style he went for in his early days. He caught me looking him over and gave me a smirk.

However, his smug look slowly disappeared as his eyes ran over my outfit. It was made to fit me to a tee, so my curves had no clothing to hide in. I immediately blushed and diverted my attention to the all too familiar floor. After a beat or two I saw a familiar pair of combat boots enter my vision. I slowly trailed my eyes up until they met the familiar brown orbs of Bang Yongguk. He looked even better up close. We silently studied each other for a moment, then he broke the silence, "Did you get my flowers? And take the medicine I left?" he asked.

I just looked at him puzzled, "You came by the apartment?" I questioned. He kept his face stoic but his eyes showed that he was pissed off.

"Ah. Nevermind. Don't worry about it." and he flashed a brief smile.

I was about to press the issue but was cut off by the directors call to begin. Yongguk was to film all his individual parts first, then all the group members will film their dance pieces. After that, comes the scenes where I will show up at, and finally all the various story telling scenes involving all the members.

Watching him act was interesting. He was able to convey the needed emotion quite well, I guess that's the mark of a pro. His filming went by quickly and then the boys dance sequences started. Half way through, I began feeling nervous and jittery. I have never been in front of a camera before.

Being recorded by a whole bunch of people, everything has to be just right. What if I mess up too much? There's one scene where I have to be really close to Youngguk and act loving, will my feelings come across as genuine? My mind was working overtime, so much so that I didn't hear the director calling for me. He had to physically come and grab me to snap me out of it. I guess my whole face read nervous because he just gave me a reassuring smile and told me I'd do great. I wish I could have had the same sentiments, and to make matters worse, I had to do the intimate scene first! These scenes would act as a flashback for Youngguk's character once I get kidnapped.

Youngguk and I took our positions. He was laying up against the couch with one leg on and one leg off, and I legit had to lay right in his arms. The minute I was in position, I tensed up. The lights were shining too brightly, the director was about to yell action, but I wasn't ready...I wasn't ready. Everything was blurring, the sound was drowning out, I was slipping away; but suddenly I burst out into a fit of giggles and couldn't stop. Yongguk had started tickling me right when the cameras started rolling.

After struggling for what seemed like 10 thousand years, I finally got him to stop and tried to escape him with tears in my eyes from laughing so hard. He caught me before I could get away and wrapped his arms around me, dragging me back onto the couch. While his clasped hands rested on my waist, he bent down and placed a sweet kiss on my cheek. I snapped my head to look at him with disbelief. Did he really just kiss me!?...The spot his lips had just left become so hot, and it was spreading across the rest of my face. He just gave a coy smile. I was so embarrassed. I tried to hide my face behind my hands, but he gently moved them out of the way and leaned over to whisper in my ear, "It's alright. I've got you."

His hot breath on my neck sent chills down my spine. I started to look away but he lifted my chin up with his index finger, and began leaning toward my lips. I froze in place and my eyes dared not to leave his. I was just waiting, waiting for the moment when his lips would meet mine. He was so close and my face was getting redder. My breaths were uneven vs his soft, even ones that gently swept across my face, with the cool scent of mint. My hands had found their way to his chest, good lord this man was in nice shape, and his heart was beating just as fast as mine.