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Overlay's Official Poster
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“KIM MINGYU?! WHERE ARE YOU? YOU ARE IN A BIG TROUBLE!!!”
It should be a lazy and peaceful Saturday morning for Kim Mingyu as he opens his eyes and sees he has no schedule for today, he was planning to sleep all day long and hit the gym when he is bored. It is such a simple activity but for a man like Kim Mingyu, today is an extraordinary day.
He has been so crazy busy these past months because of the launch of his new songs which took place as a number one song in so many domestic and international music charts. Mingyu smiles when he remembers how famous he is. And to make his life more busy, he also needs to attend so many meetings and script readings related to his new drama as a main character.
A singer, an actor. Damn. Double kill.
With a face and talents like him, he has such a glamorous and busy life.
And this busy man planned to turn off all his devices all day long, bye guys! Don’t worry, it’s only for today, because he finally has his private and quiet time after almost three months working nonstop.
But his plan was ruined the moment he heard his manager’s voice in his penthouse, screaming at him like some kind of madman. Is he starting to go crazy? Ugh, Mingyu lazily opens his eyes and sits in his king size bed as he sees his manager walks toward his bed with a stomp. Yeah, a stomp, he is mad with something.
And it seems like it is related to his artist.
“You are in big trouble.” He repeats his words and Mingyu takes a deep breath to face this thirtysomething manager of his.
“What is it this time, Hyung?”
Doojoon, his manager shakes his head in disbelief. “You didn’t check your phone?”
“I turned it off.” Mingyu confesses while searching for his phone on the bedside table.
His plan of having a rare peaceful day is thrown out of the window.
“You have no record as someone who has asthma or heart issues right?”
Mingyu turns around to see his manager with sarcastic eyes. “You know my health record better than myself. Seriously, what is it? Why make such a fuss in someone else’s house this early morn- FUCK?!”
It’s a habit for him to look up his name first on the search bar whenever he wants to know what is happening to him. Sometimes the journalist knows him better than himself, haha . And this time, his name is shown so big in the first page of the infamous searching bar.
Mingyu can believe what he just read.
“Caecilia is pregnant and why am I the father of her unborn baby? What the fuck?!”
Doojoon rolls his eyes in annoyance. “Maybe because you slept with her and impregnated her?”
Mingyu, who is almost 27 this year with a big and tall body, jumps from his bed after hearing the accusation. “I DID NOT!”
“Paparazzi spotted you two having a way-too-friendly chat in one of the bars in Bali last month when you had an overseas schedule.”
Mingyu groans, he can’t believe his manager used this again. “I told you several times that Caecilia girl was approaching me and I. DID. NOT. HAVING. A WAY-TOO-FRIENDLY CHAT. WITH. HER!”
The tall man can scream at this topic because no matter how many times he told his manager about this, he seems not to believe him. It’s all his fault to have this kind of face and body that makes so many women approaching him left and right. And sometimes, in a very aggressive and naughty way.
And Mingyu was too polite to cast them away coldly, because they are still someone who works in the same industry as him, Mingyu should have his respect and try to honor them. And because he has that kind of face and body with a warm and polite demeanor (in public, Doojoon knows better how much a headache he is in private), he often had several problems from this in his six years of carrier journey.
Mingyu had a dating scandal almost every three months with different women, in which his company was too exhausted to say no to everything. Mingyu has this image as a womanizer thanks to his never ending dating scandal. But weirdly, somehow, it makes him look hotter in the eyes of so many people and it can boost his fame more. He really has a lot of fans.
If there is a fan, there is also a hater. Mingyu has a lot of haters and his dating rumors are such a big deal for haters who like to attack him no matter how loud the artist and the Company denied every rumor.
The Company is really at stake whenever Mingyu’s another scandal is out in public. Till they start to doubt their own artist.
Sometimes they really thought that Mingyu was really having a date with his girlfriends and just didn’t want to admit it, so he asked his company to deny all the dating accusations.
They don’t know, Mingyu is the only one who knows where he put his dick in.
But Mingyu can swear with all of his fortune that he has nothing to do with that rising actress named Caecilia. He only talked with her one time in that bar in Bali and that’s it. Mingyu regrets it, he should know better that seducing eyes she kept throwing t0 him that night, will lead to something else.
“Your photos with her in Bali were spread like a wildfire before, it’s only normal that the public thought you are the father of her baby. She never had any scandal with any men before you.”
Mingyu curses under his breath while entering his van. He is already in his tight jeans and white t-shirt. He is done bathing and eats whatever he could find in his refrigerator as breakfast. Doojoon forces him to get ready as fast as possible.
It's like a protocol for him to go to the hotel whenever something like this happens. The journalist and media always camp in front of his penthouse to wait for him, and it makes him unable to move himself to anywhere else. So he must sleep at the hotel for a while, he still needs to work.
“That woman was also so reckless, how could she go by herself to obgyn in one of the biggest hospitals in this country. It really feels like she wanted to announce her pregnancy.” Doojoon continues talking while they are finally on the road.
Mingyu touches his temple and massages it a little. This is frustrating, he must defend himself again. “I want to hold a press conference! I must clear my name, this isn’t right.”
Doojoon takes a deep, heavy sigh as Mingyu realizes he won’t like what he will hear next if his manager acts like this.
“No, the Company asked you to stay still. For a while.”
“What?!”
Doojoon looks behind to his artist and sighs again. “Do you forget who Caecilia is? She is the youngest daughter of our Company’s biggest sponsor.”
Fuck.
What kind of nonsense is this?!
***
Whoever being a 28 year old man or woman, both are all the same, and never once said they wanted to resign from their job. They are really the greatest people alive.
Jeon Wonwoo, an ordinary office worker who hates his job to the core, till he almost says he wants to resign every single day, is not a great person at all.
His workloads are crazy and hard, the people he worked with are full of nonsense people, his salary and bonus are not too much compared to his work, and to make it more sufferable… there are no attractive and handsome men in his Company that can cheer him up everytime he goes to his office.
His life as an office worker is a very dull one.
Jeon Wonwoo is an actuary. Yeah, yeah, you must be reading this with a confused face because you never heard a thing about… actuary? What is that? If you don’t know what actuary is, here, let Wikipedia tell you what he is doing every single day.
An actuary is a professional with advanced mathematical skills who deals with the measurement and management of risk and uncertainty. The name of the corresponding field is actuarial science which covers rigorous mathematical calculations in areas of life expectancy and life insurance.
To put it simply, Wonwoo is smart and he is good at mathematics and he uses his smart brain to calculate the risk and uncertainty of so many things, example one: the mortality rate of one big group of people who works in the same company. He needs to assess and calculate that so he can tell the Company, which is his clients, about the appropriate pension fund for their employees. He works on stuff like that. He becomes a clairvoyant but with mathematics and data.
And of course, his job requires him to have so many certifications and attend so much training. Sometimes it’s such a burden for him. At first he loved his job so much, but after working like crazy for six years in this company… he just wants to resign and get a more easy job.
Banker sounds okay.
He applied here and there, but no one called him because they were intimidated first by Wonwoo’s almost perfect performa as an actuary in one of the biggest firms in the country. Yeah he works so well but he also wants to resign, is that a wrong thing? And why is it so hard to get a good job these days?
Ok, let him put aside his complaint about his job and try to listen to what the speaker says in front of him.
Today is another day he must attend a training, this time it is held in the five stars hotel because the speaker is someone smart and famous from another country. Big speaker. So yeah, he is here to listen to what that old man tries to tell his participant.
Last night, he got home at 3AM, he did another neverending overtime because he must submit deliverables to clients. It’s humane if he feels extremely sleepy while listening to a fifty year old smart man talking about the uncertainty in the future and the overuse of artificial intelligence in this era.
This can’t help, Wonwoo must get out and search for fresh air or he will be sleeping in this training and makes his company get some shames. So, one hour into training, he excuses himself to get out of the ballroom and walks himself toward the hotel’s back garden.
He needs his cigarette.
Wonwoo reaches that place in only a matter of minutes. It’s empty here, it’s good. He looks at the sky first and notices that it’s already night time. The sun has settled down and it’s time to rest and go home, and not to attend training to achieve his KPI. A training that started at 5PM…
Wonwoo wants to laugh at this uneventful thing in his daily life.
Whoever is behind this schedule, Wonwoo prays that they will have their pillow hot every single night.
The man opens his pocket and takes out his box of cigarettes. He almost puts one of it into his mouth when he feels someone is running into him. Yes, you heard it right, he hears a loud running sound from behind. He looks back to see a tall big guy coming his way.
Oh God…
“Fuck, why did they follow me to this place too!”
The running man is not realizing his existence as he keeps looking back while running, he is not looking forward and Wonwoo is sure that he will bump into him if Wonwoo doesn’t move fast. But Jeon Wonwoo is known to be someone who has a slower reaction to his body than to his brain. His brain is fast on reacting to something, but not his body .
So at the end, the bump happened and Wonwoo blamed his unlucky days for everything bad that happened today.
Shit.
He falls to the ground with this man.
Wonwoo closes his eyes as he feels the weight on someone’s body fall into him and the back of his body landing perfectly on the ground below them. It hurts his back but thanks God his head is okay as he realizes someone catches his head first with his hand, to minimize the after effect of falling.
Everything hurts but he is not dying.
He only falls.
Wonwoo needs almost thirty seconds to get some composers to open his eyes, so does the man who bumped into him. And when they both open their eyes again, they get shocked at how close their faces are right now. Their pointed noses are touching each other as both of their eyes try to recognize who it is they meet on this uneventful night in a five star hotel.
The time has stopped for a moment for them as they look into each other's eyes. The eyes that are so familiar. And at the end of a long stare, they finally are able to use their mouth again to call the name they haven’t spoken for so long.
“Kim Mingyu.”
“JEON WONWOO?!”
Yeah, they know each other, don’t get shocked by this information. Some time in their life, their paths collided at one time and then separated at another time. Casual things about human beings, right?
Life is about encounter and separation, but something in between that makes every hello and goodbye special.
And today, Kim Mingyu and Jeon Wonwoo’s paths have been taking their road to each other again to say another hello for their stories.
The world is small for these two.
“Woah, I can’t believe I met you again.” Mingyu, as Wonwoo remembers how he was before, talks fast to him.
The older one scrunches his nose as he starts to feel the pain on his back more. “Yeah, me too, can you get up? You are heavy.”
Mingyu looks at their position and quickly apologize. “Sorry.” He gets up faster. “Are you okay? Do I need to take you to the hospital?”
Wonwoo laughs a little.
Still overreacting, as usual.
“No need and I’m okay. By the way, who is chasing you? Why are you running blindly like that?” Wonwoo wants to ask if he will have another problem if he doesn’t move fast this time.
Mingyu seems to remember what happened to him before the fall. “Oh fuck.”
He still curses a lot too.
Wonwoo looks behind Mingyu’s back and sees a bunch of people who bring their cameras (seems like paparazzi, ah yes Wonwoo just remembers that Kim Mingyu is a top star) start to come to their way. To this empty and isolated back garden. They will find their way to this place. Wonwoo is almost sure of it. They look so eager to search for any traces of this very famous singer-actor who looks like God was painting his body and face while smiling so brightly.
What will you do, Kim Mingyu?
Mingyu looks panic, it’s crystal clear from his eyes.
“Oh, that’s him!” A reporter notices Mingyu’s tall figure and makes the other look into their direction, as they start to walk faster to this place. Kim Mingyu, the subject of their attention, starts shaking in his feet. And he keeps babbling words Wonwoo can't comprehend what he wants to say, or think, in this chaotic moment. But Wonwoo keeps hearing him repeat the same words.
Pregnant and boyfriend.
Who is pregnant here?
And boyfriend...?
“Mingyu?”
“Hyung, can you lend me something?” The tall man looks into Wonwoo’s eyes and he almost begs with his eyes, Wonwoo starts to feel nervous.
What is it about?
“Lend what?”
The reporters are coming in a matter of seconds and Mingyu must do something , Wonwoo can see it from his eyes. And because Wonwoo is too occupied with his eyes, he didn’t hear what the younger man wanted from him.
What he wants to borrow from his old… friend?
“Sorry but.. can you lend me your… lips?”
“Huh?”
Wonwoo, again, with his slow reaction on his body, can’t react much when he feels Mingyu pulls his body by his waist. When their body is attached to each other like a lover can be, he reaches for the older neck and closes their body’s gaps with his lips.
Wait… WHAT HAPPENED?!
So this was what he meant when asked Wonwoo to lend him... his lips…
Wonwoo is a little shorter than Mingyu so the taller one needs to bow his head to kiss Wonwoo’s lips. And yes, it feels so intimate for the public's consumption. And it feels so intimate for Jeon Wonwoo too! Their bodies basically are attached to each other…
His poor heart starts beating crazily in his ribcage and no , it’s not because of Kim Mingyu.
It’s because he tastes delicious in Wonwoo’s mouth. That’s all.
Wonwoo’s brain, which usually can think fast, is almost frozen with what Mingyu does to his body and to his lips. It’s been awhile since the last time he kissed someone so he forgets how to do it, he has a lot of work he didn’t have to date someone. But after Mingyu opens his mouth and shoves his tongue on Wonwoo’s mouth, it’s when the older finally realize that Kim fucking Mingyu leads him to kiss each other in… a french style.
Shit, Jeon Wonwoo, what are you doing?!
And why are you closing your eyes and enjoying this?
Wonwoo is too afraid to open his eyes because he just heard someone yelling enthusiastically that…
“KIM MINGYU HAS A BOYFRIEND!!!”
To be continued
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