kwon jiyong x you; blurbs

award shows and little gifts

You were invited to a movie award show since you made an appearance in a movie that was nominated for the night. You wanted to come to this award show with Jiyong but due to his busy schedules, it wasn't possible. This award show is held in Seoul and Jiyong has a concert tonight in Paris, France. An 8-hour difference, a 12 hour plane ride away.

You decided to come alone. Your make-up artist and stylist is supposed to be here in around half an hour. You decided to lay around in your hotel room that was booked by the movie director for all of the casts of the movie. 

Monday, 9 April 2018

3:08 pm

You: Jiyongieee, can I call you? Have you woken up yet~~~

Jiyong: Bonjour, mon amour

You: Bonjour, mon petit chou

Jiyong: Trying to show off your French?

You: you started it?

Jiyong: Let me brush my teeth and I will call you in 5 minutes.

Jiyong: Give me a second baby

You smiled at his text, putting your phone on the side table and you got up and checked yourself in the mirror. Even though you've been dating for quite awhile, you wanted to make sure that you look presentable if he calls you through Facetime. Your face bare with no make up, you could see the little eye bags underneath, a couple of acne spots around the face and you couldn't help but frown.

God, you don't feel confident at all today. The eyebags seemed too dark, your face seemed chubbier than the usual - Dammit, did I gain weight? The vibrations of your phone took you by surprise. It was Jiyong calling through Facetime. Your fingers slid through the screen, "Morning my love."

He chuckled, you could see him sitting outside the balcony of his hotel and he settled down his phone on the table. He took a piece of cigarette, puts it in between his lips as his left hand lights up the lighter. "Morning you," he smiles through the screen as he inhales one deep drag of his cigarette. "You're looking all beautiful and glowing."

You frowned at his comment. You didn't look beautiful nor glowing, you saw for yourself in the mirror. 

"What's wrong?" Jiyong asked you immediately, noticing your frown.

You just let out a big sigh, "I don't feel good today."

"Did you sleep late? I thought you checked in early last night at the hotel?" Worry dripped down his words.

You admired him through the screen of your phone; him smoking, in a what seemed like nice breezy cold air of France. Man, you wished you were there instead of stuck in a hotel room.

"Do you want me to ask someone to send some medicine to your room?"

You shook your head, "Not that kind of not feeling well."

"Oh?" He looked confused. "Baby, what's wrong?"

"I don't feel-" Now admitting about your insecurities to him is such a big embarrassment to you. You didn't want to seem childish, selfish to him. All this thinking made you pout without you noticing.

"Baby, tell me. What's up?" Jiyong's voice filled your silenced hotel room. "Are you late?"

"Late for what? The show?" You laughed, "It's starting in like 5 more hours-"

"No, baby, not the show. Are you late? Late? Late as in you haven't gotten your period yet?" 

You couldn't help but laugh at his worrying, "No, baby. I'm not late. I just don't feel.. condident today?"