Visiting Him On Set ~ Kim Seokwoo
His shoulders dropped as soon as Seokwoo spotted you after finishing filming his scene, finding you sat out of the way. Your smile was wide after you’d watched him record, recognising the lines from the many reads of the scripts that you’d done with him.
Your eyes were stunned as Seokwoo walked towards you dressed in his outfit, unlike anything that you had ever seen him in before. You knew that the drama was traditional, but there was something about seeing Seokwoo in his hanbok that made your heart flutter, especially coupled with the innocent smile that he wore too.
He couldn’t reach you quick enough, weaving around the members of crew and the equipment that was lying around, holding onto you as soon as he reached you, touched that you had made the effort to visit and support him.
You could feel in his hold that it meant a lot for Seokwoo to have you there, having tried for weeks to arrange a date when you’d been able to visit. Seeing him on set was the one part of the job that you always missed out in with him, but at last you had gotten to see him in action and admire the work that went into filming a drama.
“I’m so glad you were able to make it,” Seokwoo smiled as he pulled away from your embrace, “what did you think?”
Your head nodded straight away, as Seokwoo moved his hand down your frame before holding onto your hand. “I was impressed, I know I’ve read through the scripts, but seeing it here makes it all so real, and believable too.”
Seeing the smile on your face was all that Seokwoo had wanted when he invited you down, wanting to show off to you. As the crew started to leave the set as the scene came to an end, Seokwoo took your hand and led you across to let you take a look at the set properly, showing you all of the little details that had been added to the place.
It really felt as if you’d been transported back several years as you walked around, with it stripped back and bare just like it used to be. With Seokwoo in costume too, you couldn’t quite believe where you were as you walked around.
“I can’t believe that you get to act in a place like this,” you told Seokwoo as he pointed out to you where the house that he often acted in was just a few metres away from you.
“Come on, I’ll show you backstage too,” he encouraged, taking a tighter grip of your hand and pulling you off of the set and through a door down a long corridor.
“What’s behind all of these doors?” You asked him, not quite able to read what all of the signs on the doors said because you moved so fast, only being able to read one sign, the sign that belonged to Seokwoo’s dressing room.
Once he stopped, he processed what you said, pointing to a couple of the places. “There’s all sorts going on here, equipment is stored, footage is reviewed, and lots of adjustments are made in costumes to these rooms too.”
“It’s where all the magic happens,” you suggested, to which Seokwoo nodded in agreement with you, “those poor costume designers must have a nightmare dealing with you, you’re far too tall for them to work with.”
“I think they secretly enough it,” Seokwoo teased in reply to you.
“You mean that they like your muscles?” You asked, sending a knowing glance up to Seokwoo. His head shyly nodded, having been complimented many times by the members of the crew for how well his physique suited hanbok.
A shy smile crept onto Seokwoo’s face as he found you staring across at him too, understanding why he had picked up the attention of so many of the staff.
“I could get quite used to wearing hanbok, it’s very freeing,” he told you, twirling around once he was in his dressing room, “I might have to bring one of these home with me once I’m finished filming over here.”
A chuckle came from you, disturbed by a knock at the door of Seokwoo’s dressing room, with a head poking round the open door.
“Hi,” a familiar face smiled, “I thought I heard company, is this the Y/N I’ve heard so much about?”
It didn’t take long for you to know who was speaking, recognising the face as Yoonsu’s, a colleague that Seokwoo had told you plenty of stories about. “This is Y/N,” Seokwoo told him.
You smiled widely across at him. “It’s nice to meet you,” he told you as he walked further into the room, “I’ve heard a lot about you, do you have any idea how much he gushes about you?”
“I don’t gush,” Seokwoo corrected him, looking to him and hoping that you would believe him, “I’ve just mentioned you every now and then when others have talked about their partners, that’s all that I do.”
“Is it?” Yoonsu chuckled back to him, “you might want to look good in front of Y/N, but I’ll tell her all about what you’re like.”
“You’re exaggerating, just don’t listen to him Y/N.”
Your head shook back to Seokwoo, “I’m interested to hear what you’ve been saying to all of your colleagues, especially about me too.”
A roll of the eyes came from Seokwoo, knowing that you’d played right into Yoonsu’s hands for him to throw Seokwoo under the buss. There were plenty of things that Yoonsu could tell you, his only worry was that he wouldn’t have enough time.
Whilst Seokwoo started to change out of his current hanbok, Yoonsu sat you down on the sofa and started to tell you plenty of Seokwoo’s secrets, especially how much he loved to brag about what the two of you got up to.
“He mentioned that you went to a nice Thai place last week,” Yoonsu smiled, “next time you guys go you’ll have to invite me.”
Through the mirror of the dressing room, you could feel Seokwoo’s eyes staring. He was desperate for Yoonsu to shut up, but he just couldn’t, especially as he saw how invested you were in hearing all of the things that they had heard about you from Seokwoo.
“He’s been whining for weeks about how much he’s wanted to have you here to watch him,” Yoonsu then told you, “I’m glad you’re here just to shut him up.”
“He whines?” You asked in surprise, immediately looking across to Seokwoo, knowing that you had yet another thing to tease him about when the two of you got home.
His head shook rapidly across to you, “I just mentioned that it might be nice, I’ve never whined about having you here to watch me on set.”
“Shall we go and ask the others too?”
“No,” Seokwoo called out, not needing anyone else to stich him up. “I might have whined a bit, but it comes from a good place.”
The smile on your face grew as Seokwoo defended himself, “to be honest, it’s touching to know just how much you wanted to have me here.”
“Wait until I tell you some more stories,” Yoonsu laughed, “you might not find Seokwoo so cute after you hear these.”
“No way, you’ve told enough stories for one day.”
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