Pheromone Off Chapter 48

“They say we’ll start right away in 10 minutes.”

Even though she had avoided him for 3 days, at the thought of actually seeing him, Kwon Sabin felt an odd feeling again. A feeling that could absolutely not be decided simply. The rising emotion, even while not wanting to see his face, made her inside clamorous.

“Sabin, they’re entering soon. Are you tired? Should I tell them to do it a bit later?”

The manager asked toward Kwon Sabin, who was lying down as if tired. Kwon Sabin, who lowered her arm hiding her face, had a face full of some kind of sulkiness, but she shook her head.

“…No. Start right away.”

I don’t want to see his face, though.

I hate it, though.

Just what on earth is this emotion of wishing to catch a glimpse.

“Ah… fuck.”

Kwon Sabin rumpled her hair annoyedly and kicked only an innocent table.

The managers and stylists who were in the waiting room were flustered and merely monitored each other’s expressions, but there was no one who could say anything.

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Even though it was a simple rehearsal, the filming set was frantic. If possible, it is rare to separately set a rehearsal date for an advertisement, but because the advertisement brand was one of the luxury brands and was an exclusive brand of the large conglomerate HK Department Store, the advertisers and even the overseas brand headquarters employees all joined. In that wind, the veteran directors could not help but have their utmost strength put in. In addition, the scale was quite grand as it was, and since they were filming by dividing it into two versions, a sufficient rehearsal was necessary.

“Hello.”

Hajin first bowed and greeted the directors who were busy with camera tests. They listened as if they weren’t listening, but Hajin diligently went around and delivered greetings to the staff members.

“Hello.”

In truth, he could not tell with what mind he was greeting, but this kind of thing was ingrained in his body. It was a matter the company employee who first casted him emphasized every time. That when he comes to a filming set, he should do a round around the directors and staff members and greet. To show his face even in that manner. Of course, even if he did so, there was barely any matter of someone giving a glance, though.

“Hello.”

Precisely when he finished his last greeting toward the busy staff members, someone stood squarely in front of Hajin. At that presence, Hajin, who halted, let out a short sigh, “Ah….” At that moment when his tension had loosened for a moment at the familiar presence acquainted to his eyes, a gruff voice dropped.

“Aren’t you going to do it to me?”

“…What?”

“I’m asking if you’re well, I’m asking why you aren’t greeting.”

At his words tossed out, Hajin let out a silent sigh for a moment. Why is it a quarrel again as soon as we see each other.

“…I was about to do it just now.”

Hajin, who lacked the energy to reply to his quarrel, replied lowly and passed past him. But at his appearance of returning and blocking squarely in front of him again, Hajin looked up at him with a tired face.

“Why.”

At the words asking back nonchalantly, he still looked down at Hajin as if something were fully unsatisfactory. Kwon Sabin’s dense gaze scanned Hajin one by one. It’s been 3 days. It’s been 3 days since she hasn’t entered the main house. Isn’t he even glad? No… can’t he at least greet gladly, isn’t that possible? With a face that’s half-dead…. A half-dead face?

Kwon Sabin persistently stared at Hajin’s face once more. A face paler than usual. A lip color lacking vitality. Pupils with a blurry focus. A nape where a redness hovered.

“You…”

Precisely at that moment when Kwon Sabin opened her mouth at Hajin’s appearance of looking unwell somewhere.

“We will start the rehearsal!”

The assistant director’s voice echoing ringingly through the set was heard loudly. At that moment, Hajin, as if tense, trembled his body and approached his manager. Beyond the wind blowing as he turned around, a questionable scent pierced Kwon Sabin’s nose. Kwon Sabin’s brow wrinkled automatically.

“We’ll shoot Sabin’s solo shot first.”

Even while standing at the center of the camera receiving the escort of the staff, Kwon Sabin could not take her eyes off Hajin, who was waiting. The gaze of don’t tell me, don’t tell me did not drop from Hajin. That scent, no, that unpleasant smell.

“Sabin?”

As the assistant director leading the filming called him questioningly at his appearance of being unable to focus, Kwon Sabin suddenly stood askew and opened her mouth.

“Let’s shoot from the two-shot first.”

“Yes?”

“Him.”

“…”

“I’m saying I’ll shoot together with him first.”

At Kwon Sabin’s demand, the assistant director looked embarrassedly toward the director sitting in front of the camera. As he gave a look as if asking what to do with the actor’s demand, the director gave a short nod with a mudundumm (indifferent) gaze as if it were familiar. It was a signal to do as demanded. Demands of main actors or models with a strong breath on a filming set were things that commonly occurred.

“Then we will enter from scene 12.”

Hajin, who was watching, was flustered for a moment as he was suddenly put in, but soon calmly stood in front of the camera. Standing in front of Kwon Sabin, Hajin looked up as if his whim were questionable. Kwon Sabin had a face that sat coldly down somewhere.

“Hajin will lie atop the sofa.”

As the assistant director directed while pointing at the black leather sofa placed atop the set, Hajin nodded his head with a tense face and awkwardly sat atop the sofa. And lying obliquely according to the continuity checked in advance, he looked up at Kwon Sabin. It was a face looking solemn somewhere.

In contrast to that, Kwon Sabin, without a single shred of tense sign, stepped on one knee and mounted atop Hajin. Supporting her body with one arm and lowering her head according to the continuity, she brought her face close.

“…”

“…”

At the distance that came hook (suddenly) close, Hajin swallowed dry saliva without realizing it. Because it was the first time filming closely with the opponent in this manner, he could not help but be tense. In addition, whether he had already immersed, Kwon Sabin’s explicit gaze looking as if it would swallow him whole was full of life, so his body automatically felt hair-raising.

There is indeed a reason for being famous. While Hajin was newly admiring, he soon thought it was not the time to be merely admiring, and as he was, raised his arm and lightly grasped Kwon Sabin’s nape. Then, slightly raising his head and precisely when he bent it obliquely as if placing his lips on his neck, a low voice drifted over.

“Hey.”

A voice likely to be heard only by himself. At the moment Hajin’s pupils grew large for a moment at the sudden calling, he added again.

“Did you sleep?”

“…”

“With Kwon Sayoung.”

Concurrently with finishing the words, Kwon Sabin bent her head and matched eyes. At that, their faces became close to the extent where each other’s breath was felt, and it was precarious as if their lips would touch or not touch.

“What suddenly…”

As Hajin’s face fluctuated to a scary degree at the question hitting the bullseye, a layer further heat rose in Kwon Sabin’s gaze.

“You smell.”

“…”

“The smell of Alpha pheromones. Fucking terribly.”

Concurrently with finishing the words, while holding Hajin’s wrist scarily, Kwon Sabin flung Hajin’s slightly raised body back down to the sofa. Hajin looked up at him with a flustered face. The important thing was that at this moment right now, all of his actions were different from the continuity. He shouldn’t have bent his head following him, and he shouldn’t have grabbed his arm and flung him down in this manner either.

But the important thing was that no one said the word cut. Even though it was a rehearsal, and even though the camera was rolling, no one stopped this moment.

“Speak up, did you sleep.”

“…Why do you ask that. Right now.”

“When you’re blatantly reeking of the smell that you slept, aren’t you asking me to ask?”

“We are in the middle of filming right now. In this manner recklessly….”

Lest he should have forgotten for a moment, Hajin whispered very minutely so that the shape of his mouth wouldn’t be seen. Kwon Sabin let out a snicker. And lowering her head again according to the continuity, she brought her face toward his nape side and whispered.

“Not filming, a rehearsal.”

“…”

“And is right now the time for you to be worrying about me?”

Letting out a low snicker, Kwon Sabin gripped and wrung the scene. Hajin carefully scanned the surroundings. The director filming was monitoring side by side with the headquarters employees. But it seemed he quite liked this situation where Kwon Sabin acted as she pleased. In addition, in the gazes of the assistant director or staff members scanning, a tension was caught for a moment. As if immersed in this scene, this filming, they were watching them with bated breath.

“…Stop speaking.”

“You didn’t answer.”

“Is that that important right now?”

“Who says it’s important?”

“But, why keep….”

“You said it’s fake.”

“…”

“You said it’s pretending to marry.”

统计 “…”

“…But why…. Fuck.”

Lowly chewing a curse as he was, he bit Hajin’s pinna as he was.

“Ugh—!”

His body was still in a sensitive state. Having been turned over that way for 3 days, there was no way his body would improve easily. In a state where his five senses were tightly raised as they were, as his earlobe, a part of his erogenous zone, was bitten, a moan popped out of Hajin’s mouth.

At that moment, Hajin pushed his chest away without realizing it.

“What are you doing right—!”

As he got squarely up while heaving a breath, at that moment, the sound “Cut!” was heard. His mind was faint. He clearly knew they were in the middle of a rehearsal, but for a very short moment, he forgot. The moment he forgot, he perceived it again. Because of Kwon Sabin’s unpredictable actions, he felt like a fever was rising more.

“Ah… it was good, though—.”

At the director’s regretful sound, Hajin tightly gripped his blurry mind and bowed his head.

“…I’m sorry.”

It seemed Kwon Sabin’s ad-libs were all permitted. The act of biting the ear did not exist in any continuity. Hajin furrowed his brows and quietly glared at Kwon Sabin.

“…Why are you acting that way?”

“What.”

“You bit it…. The ear.”

“So?”

“…”

“He said it was good, the director.”

At the absurd reply, Hajin pressed his lips tightly shut. And leaned his body against the sofa again. Even though an anger boiled at the demand to continue again, he could not help but act tamely.