5

Before I knew it, it was Friday and I sat behind the desk of my new office that they put me in, to run over the models for the dolls. Sometimes I am lucky that I decided to take drawing lessons when I was younger, even up till I was older.

Starry Night weren't around as they had practice to do ahead of their performance this Saturday. I looked outside the window that showed various skyscrapers. I decided to take a small break as I have been behind the desk all morning, plus my joints feels like it needed a little stretch.

I have so busy that I never had time to even go home early, I stood by the open window, the day was slowly turning dark in the next few hours I would be back home.

I also hadn't talked to Tae-Won after he took me home in his car, not like it matters, but I kind of feel weird that I haven't spoken to him yet.

As I stood by the window watching the light slowly fade away into darkness, I heard the door open but I didn't bother myself to turn around.

Suddenly I felt someone behind me, their breath on my neck, making the hairs on my body rise. I turn around and I was met with the amber eyes of Tae-Won. His eyes scanned my face and then smile broke out on his face.

I stared back at him, unflinching, not even noticing the close proximity we shared that if I lean a bit close our lips would meet.

He took a step back, giving me space to at least move a bit. "I thought you were practicing?"

"Well, they are. But not me."

"Why?" I questioned, crossing my arm.

"Well, I have a shoulder injury days back." He then added, "It was during an award show."

"Oh, I am so sorry." I said, feeling bad about him not being able to rehearse.

He shrugged his shoulders, softly. "It's not a problem, or issue to be precise. What are doing?"

I pointed my hands to my desk that was littered with papers and my empty coffee mug next to it. "Running over some drawings, trying to see if it's a bit accurate."

"I see, you are working hard." He commented, I just shrugged. I technically won't call it hard work, it's just part of my shitty ass job description that I needed to do just to get money by the end of the month.

"So, are you coming to our concert tomorrow?"

Was I going to come to Starry Night concert tomorrow? I didn't even have ticket, and from what I saw online the ticket probably have sold out.

I shook my head, "I don't have any tickets."

Tae-Won looked at me, then reached for the pocket of his jeans and brought out ticket, stretching out his hand towards me.

I stared in disbelief. Was I getting ticket to go to the concert of a boy group that I just started stanning this week? Many fans would sell trade their lives for this and here I am getting it for free.

I was hesitant. "I can't take this."

"Why not?" He questioned tilting his head sideways.

I shook my head, "I just can't, I feel like I don't deserve this."

"Well I am giving it to you, so that means you definitely deserve it."

My eyes looked at the ticket, his hands lightly touching it, I stretched out my arm and took it from him.

A satisfied smile was on his lips, he then put his hands in the pocket of his jeans. Looked around the office, then looked back me.

His long strides cut the distance between us, as he lean towards my ear. His lips brushing the shell of my ear, as I felt a spark like never before.

His voice was a bit lower, as he whispered into my ear, "See you at the concert."

He then brushed past me, I heard the sound of the door open and then close.

As soon as I knew I was alone, I let out the breath that I didn't know that I was holding. I ran my fingers through my hair, I inhaled and exhaled, trying to understand what exactly even was that.

****

When I got home Amarie wasn't in the house, however sitting there on the kitchen island was a plate that was covered with another plate.

I approached it with curiosity, I removed the plate and was blessed with a beef Wellington. I was so focused on the food in front of me that I didn't notice the little sticker glued next to the plate.

I picked it up and read what was written on it. "Amarie here, just want to tell you that I am going to hang out with a few of my college buddies and probably won't be back till twelve midnight. So I made beef Wellington for you to enjoy, since it's your favorite. Xoxo."

I felt tears pricked at the corner of my eyes. What did I do to deserve such a loving sweetheart like her?

I ate, no devourered the food–i didn't eat lunch that afternoon–after eating, I went and took a very much needes shower, wore my pajamas and got behind my desk.

Powering on my laptop, I waited for it to come on, after it came on. I went to my files, where I kept a copy of the design that I was working on.

Observing it to see if there are any parts that need adjustment, suddenly my phone dinged with a notification.

I checked it, 'Starry Night had started a live' the notification read.

I wanted to watch their live so badly, but I needed to work. Priorities Anna, I weighed in my mind which one was more important.

Alas I choose watching Starry Night live on an app that I just recently downloaded that always show their live videos.

As I sat down watching the live, looking over at the this seven pretty boys. Talking about their upcoming concert and how excited they were to see their fans, my eyes looked to Tae-Won. His amber colored eyes flickered to each member in the room.

A look if sadness present on his face. Almost like as if he didn't want to be there.