Chapter 126
Seoul, Korea
Stage C
“Cut!” the Director called out. “Excellent as always, Myo Mi-Sun.”
She offered a smile before heading over to hair and makeup to get a bit of powder since she was getting shiny under the lights.
Kita walked with her; he was standing off to the side, back with the crew but she was close enough he could get to her readily if needed. He snagged a bottle of water from the craft services table they passed then broken the seal on it before offering it to her. “Drink.”
Rain took the bottle and did as instructed; when working she forgets to eat and drink. “Thank you.”
He simply offered a nod of the head.
Every scene they could do at Stage C without Hwang Sang-Hee they got wrapped. Now they were waiting for him to get out of his trailer so they could get the needed three scenes the set was required for. If he didn’t, it would be a long weekend on set and that Kita wouldn’t permit since they had plans.
“You look hot,” Rain commented.
“Openly flirting again?” Kita asked, looking over at her from the corner of his eye.
She blushed. “No, you look handsome as sin, not hot in that sense. But you look overheated. Stage C is warmer than Stage A or B because it’s smaller. When you get this many lights on at once, you’ll overheat. That’s why I’m shiny.”
Kita nodded his understanding and agreement; it was getting overly warm. He shrugged out of his suit jacket and hung it up on the back of the hair and makeup chair.
“Okay, now you’re even hotter,” Rain teased, fanning herself. “Nothing is sexier than a Eurasian James Bond armed when on the job.”
He smirked, taking the bottle she offered him and took a drink. “Stop shamelessly flirting with me in front of your coworkers. It is unbecoming,” he scolded with a wink before giving her back the bottle.
She blushed before taking a drink.
When the crew saw the armed man standing in slacks, a slim fit dress shirt, tailored vest and slim necktie, they started asking questions to the heads of their departments. It wasn’t safe to have armed strangers on set, was it?
The man standing next to Korea’s Sweetheart was even more lethal when unarmed, they just didn’t know it.
“If Hwang Sang-Hee isn’t out in thirty minutes, we’re calling it a day,” Rain said. “I’m tired, I have to train tonight still, and I’m hungry.”
Kita nodded; Dae-Ho hadn’t brought enough food when he returned from tailing those Rain exposed. It was obvious that Rain was making sure Kita and Lucien had more food than she did, and she picked at her plate in order for them to eat more without realizing they were. It left her hungry and Kita irritated that he hadn’t noticed or that she had done that.
“Say the word and I will kick down the door and end his life so you may get your convenience store peel sausage and noodles,” Kita offered.
Dramatically Rain sighed. “Just when I didn’t think you could get any sexier, you go and threaten to kill that jerk and promise me peel sausage and instant noodles. And they say romance is dead,” she teased, causing him to blush.
Ri Dan finished touching up Myo Mi-Sun’s makeup. “Your lips are a little dry. Here, try this,” she said, pulling out a new tube of lip serum.
Rain leaned away from her. “No thank you. You know I don’t like that stuff,” she said.
The woman gave her a look. “It’s just some lip serum that helps make the lips glossy and fuller looking,” she said with a chuckle, reaching out with a lip brush.
Kita’s hand snapped out and it wrapped around Ri Dan’s wrist, pulling her away from the young woman shying away from her. The other hand pulled Rain’s chair around him and he protectively stepped between the two. “She said no,” he warned, his tone deep and menacing.
Ri Dan glared at him, pulling away from him. “What are you going to do? Shoot me?”
“I need no weapon to kill you,” Kita scathingly informed her. “You are on notice, regardless of how long you have been in her career. One more mistake and you will be out of it permanently.”
Rain got to her feet and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind and hugged him, trying to keep Kita from attacking the woman. “Ri Dan, I think we should call it a day. Will you let the Director know?” she asked with a forced smile. “He’s grumpy, I’m tired and hungry, and I’m done waiting around for that spoil brat I’m supposed to shoot with. Okay?”
Ri Dan continued to glare at Kita as she headed off to talk to the Director.
“Don’t kill the only makeup artist that allows me to provide my own makeup,” Rain whispered, continuing to hold him.
Kita reached back and rested a hand on the small of her back. “And that is why I threated to kill her,” he said. “You did not provide the serum, thus it is suspect and will be treated as a threat to your well-being. Do you understand?”
“Of course,” she cheerfully said. “But you should be simply ashamed of your shameless flirting. It is truly sending some mixed signals.”
To her surprise, Kita chuckled and turned around to face her.
Rain looked up to meet his gaze and smiled.
“You make it so difficult to be mad at,” Kita whispered.
“I know,” Rain whispered in return. “But you find it adorable.”
“Annoying,” he corrected.
“Sometimes adorable?” she offered.
“No,” he said, and she pouted. “A pouting bottom lip is truly devious to break out with, especially in public.”
Rain groaned. “But not irresistibly sexy,” she huffed.
Kita shook his head. “No. If you must know, when you are being evil is when you are irresistibly and indescribably sexy.”
She smirked.
“Great, now I am giving you ideas,” he complained, and she giggled.
Whenever they ended up holding each other like that, the rest of the world blends into the background and it’s just the two of them standing there. Dae-Ho wasn’t in his cousin’s trailer text messaging Tae-il and trying to get the nerve to ask him if he wanted to spend the weekend with him in Italy. Lula, Lucien, and Will weren’t eavesdropping through their communication pieces. A hacker wasn’t watching from the cameras Lucien hid around the set. The entire crew wasn’t standing there, watching the two just stand there talking in hushed whispers.
The world just fades into the background.
It wasn’t safe.
It wasn’t right.
But it was the only thing that had felt right in years to either of them.
“You better brush your teeth before we start the scene because I don’t want to smell him on your breath,” Hwang Sang-Hee sneered, stealing their attention.
Rain held onto Kita to keep him from going after the annoying man. “Well, you can work on your scenes you need to film still, without me here to feed your lines to you,” she scathingly informed him. “I’m done for the day, and I’m going to have a nice, quiet, romantic late night dinner with him before calling it a night. You, on the other hand, will be here with the crew, keeping them from going home, from seeing their families and loves ones, from getting to have dinner with them, because you were being a spoiled brat that refused to be out of his trailer. Goodnight, Hwang Sang-Hee. Hopefully tomorrow you have your big boy pants on because you will not delay this production any longer. I have plans for the weekend, and they don’t involve you or being on set,” she informed him, and everyone else.
Kita grabbed his jacket from the back of the chair before wrapping his arm around Rain’s waist and picked her up off her feet then headed towards her trailer so she could change out of wardrobe.
Hwang Sang-Hee started to follow, mad she called him out in front of the crew, but instantly stopped when Lula stepped between them and cocked an eyebrow. She acted like she was going to hit him and he flinched with a shriek, falling to the ground, causing the crew to roar with laughter.
Lula smirked and turned on her heels and followed her brother, instantly her smirk fell and she was glaring at the woman wrapped around her brother.
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