Talking Eyes, Mia Lafreve Pedretti [beach read book .txt] 📗

for the hosts of the show, Jung Hyeon Don and Defcon. The girls knew that I had to go to the talk show by myself and they were envious. Mostly Yun Baek Ki and Kim Min Hae, because they were huge fans of that show. I felt guilty yet excited at the same time, but I didn’t show my excitement and acted normal. They kept staring at me, while I was preparing the dish and even after I finished. I sighed frustrated, but I continued with my work. I put the pizzette on a decorate plate, then I put it inside a light pink small box. And in the end I took a violet ribbon, enveloped it around the box and then made a lovely nod. Yang Soo Ki that was watching me as well asked. “Are you taking all of them with you?”

“Yes.” I nodded.

“And are you gonna give them all to uncles Doni and Coni?”

“Yes.” At that answer, the two youngers complained.

“But that's unfair!” Yun Baek Ki complained first.

“They're piggies! They don't need so much food!” Kim Min Hae followed her. When she said  piggies, part of the cameramen, that were recording us, laughed out loud. It was true indeed that Doni and Coni were a little chubby, but I wanted to make a good impression on them.

“At least give us some pieces to eat. Eh?” Yang Soo Ki begged me with her eyes, but I didn't fall for them.

“Mian chingu-ha, but I can't.” I apologized. I took the box with the food in it and grabbed my bag. I kissed them on the cheeks, italian's style and we said our goodbyes. “See ya!” I greeted them.

The president told me yesterday to come to his office, before heading to the show. So I headed towards his office. When I walked in the corridors, the cameras followed me along. What a breaking balls! When I entered in the room, Choi Seung Hyun and Ji Yong were already in there. At first, I unconditionaly wanted to greet Ji Yong hugging and kissing him, but my brain reminded me of the the cameras behind my back, So I greeted him normaly.

“Annyeong Haseyo!” I greeted everyone.

“Annyeong Haseyo!” The president greeted me. “Please sit down.” He invited me.

I sat down next to Choi Seunghyun. Who greeted me with a bright smile. “Annyeong Yumi-chan!”

“Annyeong Oppa!” I smiled back as well. Then I greeted Ji Yong too, who was sitting on the left of Choi Seunghyun Oppa.

He greeted me back with a normal smile. “Annyeong haseyo Yumi-ha.” He sounded normal as well, but he secretly winked at me behing his black sunglasses. I felt happy because it was exciting to have a secret just between us.

“What do you have in there?” Choi Seunghyun asked me, catching my attention back.

“Ah..I prepared some pizzette for uncle Doni and Coni. Since I had some free time” I answered.

“Ahh.” He nodded. “Did you prepare some for us too?” He asked with hope. He already had them one and he really liked them, that's why he was anticipating them.

“De.” I nodded.

“Ahh.. I can't wait to eat them.” He replied acting all cute. I giggled.

“That's a good thing you did Yumi-ha.” The president said to me. “They’re certainly gonna appreciate your deed.” He added.

“I hope so.” I said not fully convinced.

“Of course they will.” He insisted, so I nodded. He then spoke more seriously. “Now, when you're done with Weekly idol, come to my office. I need to talk to you about the songs you gave me yesterday.” Oh I totally forgot them! Lucky me, he reminded me of them.

“De sunbaenim.” I responded bowing at him.

“Deal.” He stated. “Then you guys can go. Use..” He paused looking briefly at Ji Yong, but it seemed that I was the only one that noticed that. “Use the same Van. I think it’s more convenient.”

“De.” We answered. We stood up, greeted him and went to our meeting. In the car, Ji Yong and I sat next to each other, while Choi Seunghyun sat in the front. I was so relieved that the cameras couldn't film us in the car. More privacy for me and Ji Yong once in awhile.

 

JI YONG

I sighed in relief. “Ah finally! Those damn cameras almost made me go nuts.” I exclaimed, talking mostly to myself than to someone in particular.

“You tell me!” Yumi replied though. “I can relax now.” She stated sitting more comfily on her spot. And she looked visibly more relaxed here than in the president office. Our managers, sat in the front seats with Choi Seunghyun. They got surprised by our comments.

“Ji Yong, there're always cameras around you guys.” My manager commented looking briefly at me in the wing mirror. He was the one driving. “Why are they bothering you now?” He asked.

“I know that they’re always around us.” I replied “They don’t bother me so much, it's just that I don't want them around while I'm with Yumi-ha.” I explained looking at my lovely girlfriend.

“Then it's really is true. You two are together.” He stated, surprising both me and Yumi.

“How did you know that?” We both asked him.

“The president told us.” Mine and her manager responded in sync.

I snorted. “Should have known.” Choi Seung Hyun muttered.

“So do I.” I added. While Yumi-ha just nodded and mumbled “Ah.”

“And he told us, to keep our eyes on you guys.” My manager added. “For the whole day.”

We both sighed frustrated, but Yumi's manager who was too kindhearted and said. “Then do whatever you want while we're still in the car.”

My head instantly lifted up. “Jinjia?” I asked him disbelieved. Yumi had a hopeful expression on her face too.

“What? NO!” My coldhearted manager objected right away though. He was in his forty, but his voice sounded just like a 15 boy's voice. And he  complained just like one of them. Unbelievable.

Yumi’s manager tried to persuade him some more. “Oh come on! They're young. Let them live their love.” He said. Yumi and I crossed our fingers.

“But what if someone see them?” My manager replied.

“This car have tinted windows and curtains. No one will see them but us.” Choi Seung Hyun replied, proving once again to be on my side.

“Right, but I don't want to watch them doing..stuff.” My manager stated. No, not this again. It was like to listen the president voice. He contaged him too. I sighed so heavily that I bet I could have been heard even outside the car. Yumi giggled at that. I couldn't help and I smiled along.

“Then, don't watch and drive.” Yumi's manager replied a little annoyed now. The cold one wondered on it for a while and finally gave up.

“Ok fine!” He agreed stubbornly. Halleluya! “But don't you dare make any sound. I don’t want to hear anything. Arassò?” He claimed and we nodded energetically.

“Grazie sunbaenim.” Yumi thanked them, but mostly her manager.

“Di nulla sweety.”(You're welcome) He replied in italian. Yeah, she had influenced him too.

“Kamsamida manager.” I thanked my manager too, I knew that he complained mostly because he didn't want us to get busted.

“Yeah yeah, make it short.” He replied avoiding my eyes.

I nodded and looked over my love. She was so beautiful and lovable, that I couldn't resist and grabbed her right hand and kissed it, like a real gentleman. “You look really beautiful with this dress on.” I said and she blushed like always. I loved that.

“Ah..Oh..Thank you.” She stuttered embarrassed. “You too look good Oppa.” She whispered back.

I had a normal pair of black jeans, that combined with the jacket I had on, and chic pair of sneakers on my feet. All signed Yves Saint Laurent obviously. I added a casual light-pink shirt under the jacket. It had catch phrases printed on it, to not look too formal. It was a Comic talk show after all. “Thank you.” Even if I thanked her, she looked more beautiful and fashion than me. But her entire figure and face were the real center of my attention.

“Earlier, in the president's office..” She begun. “I wanted to greet you better, but you know..cameras.” She said with an apologetic face.

“Greet me how?” I asked sincerely curious.

She instantly avoided my gaze.”Well..” She blushed, probably because it was something she was too embarrassed of. “I..wanted..hem..”

I pulled her closer to me. I didn’t want to rush her, so I said. “You know you can tell me, whatever it is.” I said calmly.

She took courage and confessed her feelings. “I wanted to hug you and..kiss you.” She whispered, too shy to say it out loud. How cute!

I unconditionally smirked. “You know..I wanted it too.” I replied smiling. “Too bad they were those cameras.”

“Jinjia?” She asked surprised, like she still didn't believed that I loved her. I realized I had to proof her that I did love her. Surely with actions.

I nodded. “Yes.”

“Ah.” She simply mumbled. She was too shy to make the first move, so I did it.

I got even closer. “Well..We're already hugging so..” I said and didn't finish the sentence on purpose and instead pressed my lips on her mouth. I kissed her lightly and then pulled a little away.

“Is that enough?” I asked her and smirked knowing already the answer.

She amusely glared at me and she replied confidently. “Like if you were satisfied with just one kiss.” She said lifting up her brow along.

I smirked even widely. I knew she was right, because as soon as our lips touched, I felt my heart beating twice as fast and the logic side of my brain turning automatically off. A bad yet good consequence of being so close to her. “True.” I admitted.

“I knew it.” She replied, but then blushed again. “Now kiss me.” She whispered. She expressed her desire, even though she was embarrassed, and that made me understand that she wanted me as much as I wanted her. The difference was that she was too shy to ask me something out loud. How sweet.

I leaned closer again and I kissed her, again. The amazing feel of my lips pressed on hers, wasn’t unknown to me, but this time I wanted to bask myself into that feeling. I wanted to taste her more than the last time, since we had been interrupted by the president. So I deepened the kiss and our tongue battled like crazy. We passed the sweet part and digged into the passionate part. Our tongues crossed and I enjoyed the sweetness of her mouth. While I kept kissing her, one of my hand kept pushing her head towards mine, while the other hand caressed her legs. Her bare soft and smooth legs, that I got carried away and I raised the hand to arrive under her dress. Touch her slips drove me totaly insane. My mouth lowered and I licked and sucked her neck. She moaned with pleasure and It has been the most beautiful and erotic sound I ever heard. But before I could enjoy fully the moment, my beloved coldhearted manager, skidded the car on purpose and obliged us to stop.

“YA!” He shouted super annoyed. I could see even the veins on his neck pulsing. “THIS IS NOT YOUR ROOM! YOU CAN'T DO THIS KIND OF STUFF HERE!” He yelled at us. “I can’t believe this!”

 

I sighed annoyed. “What a breaking balls.” I muttered angry. It was almost like being interrupted during sex.

“I'm sorry to say this G-Dragon-shi, but he's right.” Yumi's manager said uncomfortably. Choi Seunghyun didn’t say anything because he had his headphones on, but he pulled them out when my manager yelled at us.

“I.AM.RIGHT.” My manager stated angrily. “We're almost there, you can't continue to do stuff in the car.  Fix yourself now.” He added in the end more calmly.

My eyes popped out. “WHAT? We're almost arrived?” Yumi asked surprised.

“That was