February 9

"Samuel do I look ok?" I patted down the blue dress. "I don't really wear dresses very much."

Samuel looked up from his phone and looked shook. "Holy shit, you're fine."

I blushed a bit. "Shut up."

"But it's true, you look amazing baby."

"Momi let's get started!" My manager yelled from set.

"Yes sir." I turned around and headed for the set.

"Go get em Angel!"

I smiled and sat down on a white cube shaped thing.

"Ok smiles." The camera spoke.

I tilted my head and smiled.

"Perfect." A light flashed a few times.

"You go baby!" Samuel yelled.

I laughed and blushed.

Click Click Flash

"That was perfect, Punch come up here for a second."

Samuel got up and walked over to the photographer. The photographer whispered something to Samuel.

"Oh no."

Samuel came up and kissed me suddenly.

I jerked back and covered my mouth. "You little shit!"

"Stay on the platform, would it be alright if Samuel's in the pictures?"

My manager nodded. "That's fine. The fans will find out they're dating sooner or later."

Samuel pulled off his hoodie, his shirt was pulled up in the process.

"Well damn."

Samuel quickly pulled down his shirt. "Anyway..."

"Samuel, go on." The photographer spoke.

"Ok let's see if you still react the same way." Samuel smiled and put his hands on my shoulders.

"Please don't." I sighed.

"Noryeokhaji anhado wae geureonji molla. Namanbomyeon jajireojyeo nolla. Nae love nae style nae swagger." Samuel sang.

I placed my hand on my forehead. "Hajima."

"How about?"

"No."

"Maeteurikseucheoreom bokjerado halkka nal
Nae momeun dan hanainde suyoneun gyesok isseuni
Every lady wants a piece of me."

"Please just stop." I spoke.

"Or what?"

I glared at him. "I hate you."

"No you don't."

"Right now I hate you."