Zanaya’s POV
“Oh!” I almost screamed at the top of my lungs when I felt someone grabbed me by the waist.
However, the person who had pulled me was wise enough to cover my mouth.
My body slammed on the hard wall but then, an arm was wrapped over my waist so I didn’t really felt the impact.
The hairs on the back of my neck stood up after realizing that I was trapped with someone in one of the empty rooms in the venue.
I was trying to calm my nerves for my performance later that I went on my own and find a place where not a lot of people are.
Shoot. I should have at least brought Tokyo with me.
But then, my nerves soon calmed down when I heard an all too familiar voice.
“It’s me, babe.” my heart skipped a beat after hearing his voice whispering on my ears.
My eyes squinted, adjusting slowly on the darkness that is covering within the corner where I was pulled with.
Though I already knew who he was, my heart still fluttered at the sight of him and I was sure the beating of my heart was loud enough for him to hear as soon as it recognizes the person who made it go crazy these past few weeks.
Seth Devon.
He slowly removed his hands over my mouth after noticing that I’ve already recognized him.
“I missed you,” he said as his arms fully wrapped my body around him, his head leaning on my shoulder as he hugged me tighter.
My eyes automatically closed as I smelled his sweet scent. Again, my system going wild as soon as we made contact.
“Me too,” I muttered as my hands wrapped around his body in return.
We were supposed to eat dinner the other night after practice but they ended up staying late and I had to go back to the office since our manager needs to discuss all the activities that are lined up for us.
In the end, we weren’t able to see each other for days as both of our scheduled are packed.
I slowly rubbed his back once I heard him sigh.
I knew how tired he was and he feels a little hot.
“Are you sick?” I asked worriedly.
“Hmm,” he whispered and my heart ached a little.
I knew he doesn’t want me to worry about him.
“I’m fine. Just lack sleep but I’ll feel better because I’m now with you.”
I don’t know but my inside felt warm after I heard what he said.
“Make sure to take a rest after this. I’ll worry if you get sick, okay?”
“I wish I’ll get sick. Perhaps, you’ll visit and take care of me.” though I can’t see him, I was sure he was smirking. His voice gave it away.
I playfully hit his shoulder after what he said.
“Your fans will be worried, stupid…” I smiled. “Besides, I’d gladly take care of you every chance that I have. You don’t need to be sick.” I told him.
This lack of time with each other is killing both of us but, of course, I understand.
I’m married to a famous idol. Or should I say, superstar? To add to that, no one knows that we’re married, but then, we’re also caught up in a secret dating rendezvous.
“The show is about to start,” he stated and I pulled him closer, realizing that we’ll soon have to let go of each other.
“Good luck on your performance. I’ll cheer for you.” He told me and I have never felt so excited about performing.
“You too. But I don’t think I’ll have to wish you good luck because I know you always do well.”
And then something ticked on the back of my head.
“By the way, gotta high-five your stylist for your outfit today. At least your skin won’t be showing.” I chuckled and I heard him grunt.
“You do realize Sky had told everyone about your petty comment on me showing my skin, have you? The boys are not letting me live because of it.”
Soft giggles escaped my lips after what he said.
Before I can even say anything, I heard someone whistling.
“Aist!” he muttered.
“What was that?” I said in a panic thinking someone might have seen us.
“That’s Grey. I had him look out for us in case someone comes. I just can’t take this anymore. I needed to see you.”
My heart flutter at his words.
Seth Devon, what are you doing to me?
He slowly pulled his face away from me so I can see his beauty, the dim light making his presence more surreal to me.
But still, I can make out the tiredness on his face.
“I promise I’ll find a way to see you soon, okay?” he said before we heard another whistle.
He looked a little pissed but his eyes glistened after his eyes landed on my lips.
“I’d love to French kiss you right now but I know I can’t. I am sure your stylist will kill me for ruining your lipstick.” but he gave me a peck on the lips anyways.
It was a good thing it was a little dark in here, or he’ll surely see my cheeks burning.
After one last hug, I felt his arms slowly loosen on my body and somehow, I felt empty after we lose contact.
“Go before someone see us. I’ll go after a few minutes,” he muttered and I pouted.
I hesitate for a moment.
I don’t want to go.
“Please…” he muttered. “Don’t make it hard for both of us.”
I felt a sharp pinprick in the middle of my chest at the sound of his agonizing voice.
I was about to turn away when his hands reached my other arm and pulled me into a quick hug.
I was startled by his actions.
Does he really like me this much?
Somehow I felt guilty for how I acted last time when I had gotten upset over Sally being clingy to him.
If this is how he misses me, I can imagine how hard it was for him when I ignored his attempts on contacting me.
I made sure to keep in mind to never neglect him like that like last time.
“Please don’t smile too much and refrain from being too adorable out there. You don’t know how much I wanted to smack their faces every time I heard people falling for your cuteness. You’re mine, remember that.”
And then he softly pushes me a little so I can go.
I was already walking away, an irritated Grey greeted before me but a smile soon reflected on his face upon seeing me.
“Oh God, I thought you two started making out in there.” he chuckled and I had to run a little because my cheeks are now ultra red due to embarrassment.
Shit.
But then again, Seth’s words slowly started sinking in and I resisted the urge to squeal real loud.
Someone might mistake me for a lunatic.
Calm your tits, Zaya. That’s just Seth Devon. Stop with the squealing games, will you?
But then someone stood in front of me and this time, I almost screamed.
“Oh, Zaya, are you okay? Your face is red.”
Fuck. Of all people, Charlie.
I suddenly remembered his question last time.
“Oh, Seth Devon, fancy seeing you there,” he said and I had to look down once I saw him raising his eyebrows while looking at me.
Fuck.