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It took five times of seeing him in two weeks that made you actually take a chance.
The first time it had been running into a door in front of him just outside of a dance studio where he was practicing. The second time was bumping his chair in a restaurant, causing him to spill his drink on his shirt. The third time was waiting in line behind him to pay for groceries when you were snapped a few times standing too close to him by other people. You realized who he was and gotten his name that time. The fourth time you saw him was standing outside a door in a hallway at a television studio getting ready to go on stage to perform. You had taken a wrong turn and ended up in an area for the television personal.
He recognized you that time, your eyes catching his at one moment. Blinking, you stared at each other for a full two seconds before you turned and started to flee. The personal of the studio had finally figured out you weren’t supposed to be there, and you found yourself stopped by two huge guys. They asked you to show your pass, but obviously you couldn’t, so you stuttered a bit and then gulped. You felt a presence near you, and you didn’t have to look to know it was him. You stayed silent as he began to speak.
“Don’t worry, she’s with me.” He sent a polite smile to the two security guys and put an arm around your waist. You finally looked up at them and put on an uncomfortable smile. The raised their eyebrows, but then let it go, leaving you alone with him. After they were out of sight, you found yourself facing him. “It’s you. Again” He had on a shy smile, his face, hair, and style put together for a performance. He looked incredibly handsome, and you found yourself blushing.
“Yeah… I’m sorry, I’m not doing this on purpose, I swear,” you replied, wrinkling your nose in embarrassment. “Thanks for the help. I got lost and ended up here.” You shrugged with a helpless smile.
“I didn’t think you were. By the way, sorry about the photo thing at the store.” Wooyoung looked worried. “Nothing happened, did it?”
“Nah, it died after a while. I don’t really pay attention to what others say anyway. I was just standing there, not draped over you.” You laughed. “I better go before I get in trouble.”
“You never told me your name.” Wooyoung said, biting his lip and sending you an almost bashful smile. You blink at him, then tentatively tell him your name. He lets out a breath and keeps smiling. “I have a feeling I’ll see you again, ____.”
“I hope not, I may owe you something more than a new shirt. No need for broken bones or accidental dating rumors once again.” It was a lie - you completely wanted to see him again. It had to mean something that this kept happening, right? It’s not like you were trying - it wasn’t like he was coming to you, either. But… he looked interested, with his grin and continued attention.
“You don’t owe me anything,” Wooyoung replied with a wave of his hand. He cleared his throat, rubbing the back of his neck anxiously, then opened his mouth. He was interrupted by some studio officials calling for him to get ready to go onstage. You swallowed as you looked to the side and saw the confused look on the officials’ faces. You weren’t supposed to be there and now more people saw it.
“Sorry, again, and thanks for helping me out. I gotta go.” You nod and wave to him as you hurried out of the area you weren’t supposed to be. You felt his eyes on you as you left, and it made your heart race.
The fifth time was actually on purpose, but from Wooyoung’s side. You were surprised to see him standing next to you when you turned around with a handful of books. You accidentally turned too fast and smacked him in the side with the corners of the hardback books. He let out a grunt and brought his hands up to stop you from moving. His hands ended up on your shoulders to steady you.
“Are you alright?” he asked, looking you over with watchful eyes.
“Y-yeah,” you stuttered, swallowing hard. Here he was, again. It had been two weeks since you first saw him and realized how weird this was. “Why are you here?”
“I wanted to see you. Again,” he added quickly with an anxious laugh. “I finally got your name, so it was relatively easy to figure out where you worked.” Wooyoung looked at the books in your arm and raised an eyebrow. After a moment of silence, you looked down and flushed deeply.
Collection of Erotic Romance Volume 3 was in your arms, along with a few other smaller stories. You had forgotten that you were going to put this in the back… but here they were, in your arms and in sight of Wooyoung. What did he think about you now?!
You drop the books on the floor immediately, more of a reflex than anything. He didn’t move to pick them up.
“I…er… was taking them to the back. That’s it…” You knew your face was red and you couldn’t look at his own face. “S-so you wanted to see me? Why?”
“Have dinner with me sometime? Tonight?” He seemed to have forgotten the books for the moment. Wooyoung put his hands in his pockets and grinned at you hopefully. You finally looked up at him.
“Dinner? Tonight?” You sounded like you had no idea what he was saying - get a grip! “I mean, yes, sure, yes, that sounds great. I mean… are you sure? After the store fiasco, the rumors and stuff…”
“I’m sure, but if you don’t want to, that’s…” he stopped and shrugged, looking away awkwardly. Crap, he thought you were rejecting him. You held up your hands in defense.
“Yes! I said yes, just making sure.” You grin, feeling your stomach flipping with excitement. Wooyoung chuckled, which made your heart flutter in your chest.
You set up a time and place, and then back up, hitting a shelf and making it shake. You laugh with embarrassment, and quickly escape to the back of the room. You don’t see Wooyoung pick up one of the erotic romance books on the floor.