At some point, the coffee scent that seemed to have been constantly clinging to him disappeared, and the gaze that had been staring for long periods also decreased. He didn’t say anything odd like asking for his hand, and far from touching his body without permission, a consistent distance was maintained. Conversations unrelated to work also completely disappeared.
The only thing laboriously filling the car with just the two of them was gentle classical music.
“Due to strong winds, we won’t be able to fly the drone, so it seems you’ll need to use the vehicle on the way back as well. I’ll keep in contact with the weather service throughout and find a more comfortable method of transportation if there are any changes in the weather.”
Hyedam, who had been keeping his mouth tightly shut, continued to check the weather changes in that area even though he knew it wouldn’t change by the minute.
“I trust that Hyedam-ssi will handle it well on his own.”
At Leo’s nonchalant words, Hyedam stole a quick glance at him from the corner of his eye. Whether he felt his gaze or not, Leo, who had comfortably adjusted his seat, brought up a list of the latest movies along with the words, “Have you seen this?”
“No.”
With that brief exchange, instead of the gently flowing classical music, a movie full of flashy action filled the space.
Only after feeling the unstably wavering bread scent settle down calmly did Leo look toward the passenger seat. At the sight of Hyedam sleeping with his upper body leaning toward the window, he adjusted the seat so he could sleep comfortably and then turned off the movie that wasn’t capturing his interest at all.
Leo’s expression as he looked at Hyedam’s sleeping face, breathing evenly with a comfortable expression, was filled with disturbance. His hand naturally moved toward him at Hyedam’s defenseless sleeping appearance—Hyedam who was difficult to find even the smallest flaw in and wouldn’t give even a little opening.
His gaze lingered on his beautifully closed eyes, long eyelashes, and the bridge of his nose, and the spot where his dimple should be—which only showed slightly when he pressed his lips together or spoke but couldn’t be found now—and the last place Leo’s gaze landed was Hyedam’s lips.
His heart dropped the moment he first saw him. His heart had been thumping from the moment he smelled the scent of freshly baked bread. Because he liked bread, he’d always been with bread. His home was always full of the smell of baked bread, and plain bread and coffee brought him joy.
But the moment he first saw Hyedam, who was full of the scent of bread, the first thing that stirred was lust, and what followed next was appetite. The moment he saw his slightly parted lips along with his surprised expression upon seeing him, he wanted to devour him.
Because it was his first time feeling such appetite and hunger, his fingertips had tingled. Leo’s fingertips finally touched the lips of Hyedam, who drew a knife-sharp distance and wouldn’t easily let him near. It was an action he wouldn’t dare do if he were awake.
Though he had once thoughtlessly touched his lips without realizing it, now was different from then. Because there was nothing on his mouth. As he supported his chin with his index finger and slowly moved his thumb, his plump lower lip crumpled beneath his fingertip.
‘Ondal.’
The moment Hyedam’s flushed face calling someone’s name with slightly lowered eyes flashed before his eyes, Leo’s hand hastily pulled away from his face.
Hyedam was still deeply asleep, but what he’d just seen—whether it was moonlight or lighting he couldn’t tell—was his face receiving faint light.
This neat face could be that lewd? And that voice on top of that. As he seemed to hear again the voice calling someone’s name with nasal tones amidst heavily disheveled breaths, Leo’s body moved further away from Hyedam.
“Ondal…”
Just as Leo, who had been muttering the name Hyedam called, was about to take out his phone to search, the sound of Hyedam’s phone ringing filled the quiet space.
“Ah! Yes.”
Before he could move to answer the call for him in case sleeping Hyedam woke up, Hyedam bolted upright and was politely answering the phone with both hands.
“No. No. We’re almost there. Uh. So just a moment. 10 minutes. Yes. About 10 minutes left. Then. I’ll see you shortly.”
Leo, who had been watching Hyedam end the call in a voice no different from usual as if he hadn’t been asleep, quietly closed his eyes.
“When did I fall asleep?”
Unlike the quite loud phone call, his muttering to himself was cute, and Leo, who forcibly suppressed his rising lips, opened his eyes slightly.
As he did a dry face wash with both hands and then covered his mouth while yawning, he turned his head toward him, so Leo hastily closed his eyes.
“…Bastard.”
Because he couldn’t see with his eyes closed, Leo’s hearing sensitively picked up even rustling sounds and what seemed like machine operation sounds.
“You were pretty when sleeping too. Ah… what’s with this weather?”
Thinking he was quiet, Hyedam, believing he was asleep, chattered on with many words by himself. Should he have kept his eyes open from the beginning? Having inadvertently pretended to sleep, Leo, who had been keeping his eyes closed the whole time, stiffened his body with a start at something touching his forehead.
Whether it grazed or touched, he wasn’t sure exactly, but something touched his forehead and then fell away.
“Team Leader-nim.”
“…”
“Team Leader-nim. I think you need to wake up.”
Listening to Hyedam’s extremely businesslike voice without emotion that felt blunt, Leo slowly opened his eyes.
Hyedam, whose gaze was on the tablet rather than looking at him, called him again.
“Team Leader-nim.”
“Yes.”
After Leo answered while touching his forehead, what he faced next was Hyedam’s face smiling brightly while looking somewhere.
“Hello.”
Hyedam, who got out of the car parked in an open lot where quite a few cars were already parked, bowed to someone who had come out wearing a thick padded jacket.
“Ah, yes, hello.”
Holy shit. I’m gonna cry. My bias greeting me… That voice…
Hyedam, who made eye contact with eyes that held a mysterious light, pressed his lips together tightly. Then, as a large hand extended toward him, he swallowed the internal scream bursting out and lightly rubbed his palm against his thigh.
To Hyedam, who had no connection whatsoever to the entertainment industry, all of this was fascinating. Even if they came from the company side, was it common for an actor in the middle of filming to come out directly to greet them?
Moreover, it wasn’t just Han Taewon who came out—quite a few people were out there.
“Just do your job properly. Why are you coming out? Making the filming time longer.”
Just as he was about to shake hands with Taewon, who had offered first while not knowing what to do with his heart racing and pounding, an indifferent voice cut in from the side.
And someone definitely clasped Taewon’s hand that had been in front of him and snatched him away.
“Is that what you say to a friend you’re meeting after a long time?”
“Friend, my ass—”
“When you called out of the blue asking me to be a model, and I gave in because you begged—”
“Let’s get the words right. The conditions our side presented must have been better than other places.”
“Let go of my hand. I need to greet this beautiful person. Hello. I’m actor Han Taewon.”
Hyedam, who had been spacing out at the sitcom-like conversation unfolding before his eyes, blankly looked at the hand poking out in front of him again.
Those having that kind of conversation—the type that would only go between really close friends with no formality whatsoever—were his superior Leo and his bias Taewon.
They’re friends?
“Why are you greeting my secretary?”
“Ah. You’re Leo’s secretary? That’s an extreme occupation…”
“Why is Uncle here?”
Taewon had offered him a handshake twice, but Leo, who had snatched his hand both times, led him toward the set while greeting yet another person.
Following Leo with a dazed feeling while giving light nods to everyone he made eye contact with, Hyedam’s hands now held warm coffee at some point.
Sitting in a temporary chair set up in one corner of the set, Hyedam didn’t take his eyes off the complicatedly running filming site.
So this is how they film. He had no idea that this much time and effort went into a 20-30 second commercial. Perhaps because his parents were connected to the entertainment industry, Leo moved around the set as if it were his own space.
The filming director was Lee Chan, who had been active as a boy group member with Leo’s parents. And Han Taewon was really a close friend? Hyedam, who had been trying to recall if there was a connection point between Taewon and Leo, sighed and picked up the tablet.
Geusasene. Geusase. This place itself could be said to be the typical appearance of geusasene.
After staring at the filming site for a while, Hyedam looked at Leo, who boasted an appearance even more outstanding than Taewon, who was under the brilliant lights.
He seemed taller, had an even better physique, and his features had become bolder—Leo was more handsome than before. Hyedam, who was examining and appreciating one by one the face that was clearly visible even from quite a distance, grinned when he noticed his eyes narrowing slightly.
As expected, not straying from his prediction, his expression gradually became serious, and soon he stopped filming and called Taewon over. After enjoying watching them converse while looking at already filmed screens for a moment, Hyedam, who became anxious about the passing time, opened his tablet.
If they got delayed like this, would they be able to return today? Going by car wouldn’t matter even if it was late, but riding the drone was a different matter.
“Please. Please…”
Muttering to himself while checking the changing weather forecast, Hyedam’s shoulders sank down.
