Inseop murmured, searching the back seat carefully again, which he had already searched several times.
The lucky stone. He left it in the back seat. He knew he couldnât film without that.
Since taking the lucky stone only once in the past, Lee Wooyeon has never mentioned it. However, Inseop nodded his head that he would definitely find it without thinking about how sad Lee Wooyeonâs voice was when he lost the lucky stone.
âHa, where is it?â
He searched not only the back seat, but also the front seat, and the box in the trunk of the car just in case. However, there were no stones, let alone lucky stones.
This would be a case of when people say that spirits take your stuff.
Inseop thought of the expressions he learned in class
He imagined what sound it was, but he got scared and quit quickly.
âWhat should I do?â
He couldnât even ask Lee Wooyeon, who was filming for a long time. Inseop, who was biting his lips alone, hit his knee thinking of the right person.
He took out his cell phone and dialed the number. A few beeps followed by a familiar voice over the phone.
<Hello.>
âManager Cha. Hello. Itâs Choi Inseop.â
<Oh. Inseop. Something happened to Lee Wooyeon?>
Manager Chaâs voice was low.
âNo, nothing happened. Howâs your leg?â
<Hahaha. I feel like my body and mind are getting healthier because I donât see Lee Wooyeon.>
Manager Chaâs voice, who had recently completed the surgery, was very cheerful.
<But you wouldnât have called to ask how I was doing. Whatâs going on?>
âItâs nothing, Iâd like to ask you something.â
Manager Cha was Lee Wooyeonâs oldest manager. He thought heâd know for sure.
âManager, do you know where the lucky stone that Lee Wooyeon cherish is?â
<⌠Lucky stone?>
âYes. He asked me to find it in the car, but I couldnât find it.â
While talking on the phone, Inseop searched carefully between the seats. There was a heavy silence over the phone. He wondered if the call was disconnected. He called for Cha.
<Inseop. You can be honest. You fought with Lee Wooyeon, right?>
âWhat? No,â Inseop replied in surprise.
<Then you want me to bring it to you when nothing happened?>
Inseop blinked a couple of times because he couldnât understand Chaâs reaction.
âWhat, did I make a mistake?â
When he asked that, Cha sighed.
<Lee Wooyeon, did you meet each other for only a day or two? Do you think heâs the kind of person who believes in superstitions? Do you think heâd have a piece of that pure heart?>
ââŚâ
He wanted to defend him, but Manager Cha didnât stop talking.
<Itâs that dogâs trick. When he wants to fire a manager he doesnât like, he guilts people by saying itâs a lucky stone.>
âWhen firing a manager he doesnât likeâŚâ
He gasped because he thought Manager Cha made a mistake. Then, he changed his words immediately, saying, âNo, it doesnât mean that he doesnât like Inseop.â
âNo, thank you for letting me know. Iâm sorry to bother you when youâre busy.â
<Iâm sorry. Actually, thatâs my job⌠no, itâs not my job CEO Kim, just take this con artist.>
Manager Cha gritted his teeth. He also heard that Inseop knew that Cha continued to take the managerial position of Lee Wooyeon, which was temporarily agreed upon.
âThen take care of yourself. I should get going now. Iâm in the middle of a photoshoot.â
<Okay. Call me if anything happens.>
Inseop said thanks and ended the call.
âHaaâŚâ
He sat leaning against the seat. He wasted an hour trying to find a stone that didnât even exist. So, was Lee Wooyeonâs previous work at the amusement park to fire him? He was so scared that he thought his heart was going to stop.
Inseop sat still and recalled the events of that time. Lee Wooyeon, who strode in to find the lucky stone in the icy water when he foolishly and desperately tried to find it. And in the Ferris wheel, which went around a few laps, he realized.
He canât hate him from the heart.
Inseop got up from the seat and got off the van. He locked the car door and checked it twice.
A lot has changed. Lee Wooyeonâs strange trick was the same as before, but it was not as scary or resentful as then.
Of course, there were things that didnât change.
â⌠It was bad.â
Inseop sighed and began to murmur and walk to find the bad guy.
At the sound of someone knocking on the car glass, Inseop opened his closed eyes.
âWere you sleeping?
It was Lee Wooyeon.
âIâm sorry. I was just closing my eyes for a while,â saying that, Inseop got up right away and got out of the car.
âIâve searched everywhere in the car, but I havenât found a lucky stone.â
âThatâs all right. Itâs nothing to worry about. It must be somewhere.â
Inseop nodded. Lee Wooyeon asked with his head tilted as he looked a little depressed.
âAre you sick?â
âNo, Iâm fine.â
âMaybe youâre tired because itâs been a while.â
â⌠Yes. I guess so.â
Lee Wooyeon slightly ruffled Inseopâs hair.
âYou take a break in the car. The shoot is over, but I think I need to talk to the director for a second.â
âIâll go with you.â
Lee Wooyeon shook his head at Inseopâs words.
âIâm just going to talk anyway. Iâll be right back. Wait here.â
ââŚYesâ
Lee Wooyeon left right away. Inseop sighed and leaned against the car.
He lied. He wasnât sleeping. After hearing the truth about the lucky stone, Inseop went back to the set with a smile. He was going to say a word to Lee Wooyeon who made an absurd request.
âWhat the hell are you thinking? I wonât fall for that joke anymore.â
âŚWas the tone too harsh? Inseop moved his steps, trimming what he had to say to Lee Wooyeon inside. As soon as he entered the set, Inseop was surprised. The atmosphere was quite different from before. He could not hear a breath other than the sound of the camera shutter. Inseop knew the reason for the heavy silence right away.
Lee Wooyeon and the female model were tangled in a sensual posture. Usually, they take one cut, check it on the monitor, and change the pose, but the filming continued without saying anything.
Lee Wooyeon stretched out his arms, hugged the womanâs waist, and brought her close.
The lips of Lee Wooyeon and the female model wearing a slip dress that seemed to show her chest were almost touching.
Inseopâs blood got cold. He felt like someone poured cold ice water on him. He had to hold and unfold his cold hands several times.
It was embarrassing. Was it this hard to tell between work and private life?
He was surprised himself. Then suddenly, he realized that he saw Lee Wooyeon working for the first time since they fully confirmed each otherâs feelings.
Lee Wooyeonâs lips smiled and held the womanâs lips.
He hated itâŚ
Inseop lowered his head, rubbing his cold palm against his trousers. This was why CEO Kim and Cha, as well as Lee Wooyeon, were against it.
He came back to the car. He thought heâd burst into tears if he stayed there.
Like an idiot.
It was work, it was a common scene before, and it was a sight he would see in the future. He knew it, but he couldnât recover from the bad feeling. Inseop leaned into the driverâs seat and closed his eyes.
Letâs forget, letâs forget, letâs forget.
The more it was repeated, the clearer the scene he saw earlier became.
Did Lee Wooyeon know this and asked him to find the lucky stone that he did not have? If he thought of himself as a professional manager, he wouldnât have asked. He would be disqualified in many ways
When Lee Wooyeon eventually returned after filming, Inseop eventually lied.
Pretend he didnât see the set.
So, why wasnât Lee Wooyeon coming when he said he would only be gone for a while? Did he happen to have the model with himâŚÂ Inseop shook his head quickly. Lee Wooyeon couldnât be like that, but to suspect him like a worthless person with his own delusion..
âHa, youâre so ugly.â
Inseop muttered and kicked the bumpy part of the parking lot floor with his toes. He was doing that for a long time when he heard a sign of activity. She was the female model and manager who filmed with Lee Wooyeon. Their eyes met. He bowed his head in surprise. They also greeted Inseop with a smile as if they recognized him.
Realizing himself wanting Lee Wooyeon to come a little later, Inseop bit his lip softly.
Was he crazy right now?
Then, the sound of footsteps approached. When he looked up, Naima was standing right in front of Inseop. Embarrassed by the unexpected situation, Inseop couldnât say anything and just looked at her.
[May I have his number?]
âUhâŚâ
When Inseop couldnât give a specific answer, she pretended to call him by hand, as if she had guessed he couldnât speak English.
What should he do?.
The thumping of his heart rang in his ear. He broke out in a cold sweat. As a manager, he had to respond appropriately, but he couldnât talk.
When Inseop was white and hardened, Naima gestured to the manager to get the bag. Taking out a paper and a fan from her bag, she wrote down her phone number and handed it to Inseop.
[Give it to him.]
It was a word that only middle school students could understand. Since he learned and studied Korean from his father since he was young, Inseopâs Korean was almost perfect.
Even so, it was based on foreigners. Inseopâs native language was English. When he first came to Korea, English was a more familiar language for him to fall asleep listening to American dramas in loneliness.
âOh, thatâŚI, Canât⌠speak english.â
Naima burst into laughter when she heard Inseopâs answer.
Inseop couldnât even raise his head, lowering his red-hot face.
Naima said âsee you later âand disappeared with her manager.
⌠He wanted to die.
Inseop sat down with his face wrapped in his face in the pouring patheticness.
He couldnât speak English. He couldnât run and give her Lee Wooyeonâs contact information because it was personal information, but should he say âIâll give him this note?â
Inseop checked the note. The name, contact number, and simple words to look forward to seeing him next time were written in elegant handwriting.
âWhat are you doing there?â
At the voice above his head, Inseop unconsciously put the note in his pocket.
âWhatâs that?â
âAh; nothing. Are you done talking?â
Inseop quickly stood up from his seat and replied maturely.
âYes. The director talks a lot.â
Lee Wooyeon smiled, slightly frowning.
âThank you for your hard work.â
Inseop quickly opened the car door and tried to get into the driverâs seat. Lee Wo-yeon took away the car key in Inseopâs hand.
âIâll drive today.â
âYes?â
Lee Wooyeon did not like driving. He only got behind the wheel in unavoidable circumstances, especially driving a van. One day, he asked him why, and he said, âWhen I see people driving like crap on the road, I want to hit them. In particular, the van was easy to drive away from the ground,â returned the refreshing answer. Since then, Inseop has vowed never to hand over the steering wheel to Lee Wooyeon.
âNo, Iâll drive.â
âInseop, youâre tired. You look a bit pale.â
Lee Wooyeon held Inseopâs cheek and said. Inseop shook his hand in amazement.
âItâs okay. I was just closing my eyes because I was sleepy.â
Lee Wooyeon glanced at his shaken hand and grabbed Inseopâs cheek again as if nothing had happened.
âInseop, thereâs no one to tell you anything about resting.â
Inseop quickly put down Lee Wooyeonâs hand and shook his head.
âThis is my job. Get in the back,â Inseop said firmly. Lee Wooyeon looked down at his hand one more time, and smiled obliquely.
âInseop.â
âYes.â
âItâs my job to worry about you.â
Lee Wooyeonâs words quickly heated Inseopâs cheeks. Even if he tried to straighten hihs face as if he was okay, he couldnât hide the face and neck that were already on fire.
âThanks⌠ThereâŚ, I still want to do it. Let me do it. I beg you.â
The murmuring voice was cute. Lee Wooyeon said, âThen let me ride next to you,â and opened the passengerâs door without receiving an answer.
Choi Inseop sighed quietly and got into the driverâs seat.
It was not far from the set to Lee Wooyeonâs house. Inseop asked Lee Wooyeon as he left the parking lot.
âShould I take you to the fitness center?â
It was his routine to go exercise after work.
âNo, letâs just go home today. Iâm a little tired, too.â Lee Wooyeon replied with a look of no tiredness.
âYes, I see.â
Inseop drove slowly. Lee Wooyeon leaned on the passenger seat and stared at Inseop. It was a blatant gaze that he couldnât ignore. Inseop, who would normally have blushed and asked what was going on, was driving while looking forward while biting his lower lip.
âAre you really tired?â
Lee Wooyeon asked.
âWhat? No. Iâm all right.â
Lee Wooyeon was lost in thought. Soon after, he was able to reach Lee Wooyeonâs house. Inseop stopped the car at the designated parking spot and arrived, and then turned his head toward Lee Wooyeon. Their eyes met. Lee Wooyeon called him.
âInseop, you donât have to do it if youâre tired.â
âWhat are you talking about?â
âUntil Manager Cha gets better, Iâll stay calm. Whoever is incharge of me.â
If CEO Kim Hakseung heard it, it would have been a line to dance in tears.
âNo. Iâm not tired,â Inseop added, shaking his head quickly.
âI want to do it. I really want to do this.â
âWhy? Why do you want to do this?â
Inseop, who didnât expect to hear the same question from CEO Kim from Lee Wooyeon, was quite embarrassed.
âIf you need money, take my money. Iâll give you as much as you want.â
âNo, itâs not like that.â
âIâll take the answer except for the answer that youâre trying to build a sense of independence.â Inseop hesitated, grabbed the hem of his clothes and let go.
âWell, I owe you and the manager, and I want to reassure my parents by showing them how I workâŚâ
âIâll pretend I didnât hear all the reasons youâve said so far.â
âItâs also a job Iâm good at.â
âInseop, thereâs something else youâre good at.â
Lee Wooyeonâs expression was so serious that Inseop weighed the possibility that what he heard was not obscene.
âIf you donât know, we can go up together and let you know.â
Lee Wooyeon smiled and touched Inseopâs lips with his thumb.
As expected, thereâs no possibility.
He shook his head, saying no. Lee Wooyeon smiled with his eyes down and said, âIâm kidding.â Inseop thought it was obviously not a joke.
Lee Wooyeon continued to talk.
âI didnât call you to Korea to clean up after me.â
ââŚ. â
âItâs nice to be with you, but I donât want to see you overdo it.â
âIâm not overdoing it. Itâs not like thatâŚâ
Inseop only bit his lower lip.
He was tired. He didnât feel good. He was so depressed that he wanted to cry. However, the feeling he felt today was not because of Lee Wooyeon, but because of himself.
âIâm sorry. Holding on to a tired man. Go early today and get a good nightâs sleep.â
Lee Wooyeon unfastened the seat belt clip to get out of the car. Inseop grabbed the hem of his shirt.
â⌠I like you.â
Inseop continued to talk with his head down.
âI liked Lee Wooyeon, so I wanted to watch you work and help you. Iâm sorry for being selfish to satisfy my greed.â
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Lee Wooyeon was just curious as to where his intentions were to satisfy his greed, from getting out early in the morning, preparing his schedule, driving all day, and sitting and waiting for him.
âIâd like toâŚâ
Inseopâs trembling voice died down very quietly.
âYes?â
âI want to sleep at Lee Wooyeonâs house todayâŚIf it doesnât bother you.â
Inseop regretted that he shouldnât have said what he added at the end. Of course, it would be a nuisance to someone who is tired and skipping exercise.
âWhat time does the schedule start tomorrow?â
When the question about the schedule, not his question, came back, Inseop blinked in embarrassment and replied,
âThere is no schedule tomorrow and it is from 2 p.m. the day after tomorrow.â
âI see.â
Lee Wooyeon reached out and pulled Inseopâs seat belt by himself.
âThen I wonât have to take my dick out from Inseopâs hole all day long tomorrow.â
He was so embarrassed that Inseop couldnât answer. Lee Wooyeon got out of the car first.
âYou can stay there if you want to have car sex.â
At Lee Wooyeonâs words, Inseop jumped out of the car like a cat with a burning tail.