My House Has Become a Filming Set!

༺ My House Has Become a Filming Set! – 5 ༻

 

  “…Ahem! Should we take a little break?”

 

  Producer Han Taegu gently suggested to Lee Yeonwoo. Lee Yeonwoo’s wide-eyed expression suggested there was no problem at all.

 

  “Huh? Why?”

 

  “Your hand… it seems like it needs treatment.”

 

  “Damn.”

 

  Lee Yeonwoo murmured a curt expletive.

 

  ‘So he did see it.’

 

  There was no sympathy for a person stung by a bee who claimed not to be. They were ruthless people who would simply accept it and move on.

 

  ‘Is this how all people in Seoul are?’

 

  A bitter taste filled Lee Yeonwoo’s mouth, and regional prejudice began to rise subtly within him.

 

  “Let me see.”

 

  Kang Do-jun took off the rubber gloves he had been wearing and examined the condition of Lee Yeonwoo’s hand.

 

  “Don’t you need to go to the hospital?”

 

  “This much will heal if I apply some honey.”

 

  Having been frequently stung by bees in the course of his beekeeping work, he knew how to handle it. However, he felt embarrassed doing this in front of so many people today and didn’t know what to do with himself.

 

  Kang Do-jun continued to hold Lee Yeonwoo’s hand, studying it intently. Then, he made eye contact with Lee Yeonwoo and asked,

 

  “Are you really okay?”

 

  His gentle gaze and attractive appearance created a synergy that quickly shifted Lee Yeonwoo’s regional prejudice.

 

  ‘So not all people in Seoul are like that.’

 

  “Yes, hyung. I’ll be fine after a good sleep. Don’t worry.”

 

  Lee Yeonwoo gently said, freeing his held hand.

 

  “Should we resume filming then?”

 

  But his gentleness was exclusive to Kang Do-jun. At Han Taegu’s words, Lee Yeonwoo shot him a prickly glance. Yes, upon reflection, all the troubles originated from Han Taegu.

 

  If Han Taegu hadn’t suggested a little break, attention wouldn’t have been drawn to him. Or if he hadn’t said he wanted to experience beekeeping, or better yet, if he hadn’t come to his house in the first place…

 

  No matter how far back he went, the root cause of everything was Han Taegu.

 

  Han Taegu, sweating nervously, asked,

 

  “Mr. Yeonwoo? Why are you staring at me like that?”

 

  “Huh? What’s the matter?”

 

  “Your eyes…”

 

  That’s when Kang Do-jun, who was checking his condition, placed a hand on Lee Yeonwoo’s forehead.

 

  “You seem to have a bit of a fever?”

 

  He might have been so angry that his rage extended to his hair tips.

 

  “Mr PD, how about we call it a day?”

 

  At Kang Do-jun’s suggestion, Han Taegu swallowed hard.

 

  There was a planned schedule and failing to film today’s portion could cause disruptions in the next. But it was also difficult to ignore what the hard-earned actor Kang Do-jun had to say.

 

  Han Taegu glanced at Lee Yeonwoo.

 

  ‘Why is he glaring at me? Did I do something wrong?’

 

  In the end, after much deliberation, Han Taegu made a decision.

 

  “Understood.”

 

  The beekeeping experience was abruptly concluded, and by the time he returned home and ate dinner, the moon had already risen. Today, the day had been long and tough.

 

  After washing up, Lee Yeonwoo started tidying up the workshop where he would be staying for a while. It was his principle that no matter what happened, the sleeping area had to be clean. Yes, only the sleeping area.

 

  He stuffed all the dirty items he had picked up in the living room that morning into the wardrobe.

 

  Around the time he finished tidying up, a staff member came to Lee Yeonwoo’s room.

 

  “Excuse me. I’m here to replace the camera battery before you go to bed.”

 

  “You installed it here too?”

 

  “Yes, we installed it everywhere except the bathroom.”

 

  “So you’re filming me sleeping too?”

 

  “…Yes, we are.”

 

  “Do I get night differential pay?”

 

  At Lee Yeonwoo’s audaciously innocent question, the staff member who was replacing the battery froze. ‘What did I just hear?’ the expression on the staff member’s face seemed to say.

 

  Unfazed, Lee Yeonwoo repeated his question.

 

  “Night differential pay. Isn’t filming me sleeping considered working?”

 

  It was a very novel question. He was under the impression that the conversation about the ten-day appearance fee had already been concluded through PD Han Taegu, had he misunderstood?

 

  At that time, the staff member had no way of knowing that Lee Yeonwoo, intoxicated, couldn’t remember any facts properly.

 

  The flustered staff member ended up resorting to the classic tactic of passing the buck.

 

  “…You should ask PD Han Taegu for details. I will take my leave now.”

 

  As if someone might detain him, he swiftly replaced the battery and scurried away at a quick pace.

 

  Well, Lee Yeonwoo, shaking his wet hair, approached the installed camera.

 

  He sat down in front of it and stared intently at the camera. He absentmindedly removed the bee sting that had been poking his hand, and he also sat still, letting his gaze wander.

 

  Feeling like he needed to do something, he pondered deeply and recalled a YouTube friend he had met during his deep-sea fishing days.

 

  ‘He was good at talking alone in front of the camera.’

 

  Contemplating, Lee Yeonwoo got up, fetched a book, and sat back down in front of the camera.

 

  “I always read a book before bed.”

 

  * * *

 

  Around dawn, as the day was about to break, Lee Yeonwoo was tying his shoelaces in front of the front door.

 

  “Where are you going?”

 

  “Huh? Bro, you’re awake?”

 

  “I just got up to have some water. Where are you going?”

 

  “I’m going for a walk.”

 

  Kang Do-jun checked the time and asked again.

 

  “At this time?”

 

  Having early bedtimes and early mornings had become a habit for Lee Yeonwoo since his high school, deep-sea fishing, and military days.

 

  “I’ll be back around 9. You go back to sleep. I’ll be quick.”

 

  “Wait, take this with you.”

 

  Kang Do-jun handed over a key he had found on top of the dresser the night before. Lee Yeonwoo, as if he was seeing the object for the first time in his life, asked Kang Do-jun.

 

  “What is this?”

 

  “…It’s the key to your house. It was on the dresser.”

 

  “Ah, I thought I had lost it. So, it was there.”

 

  He mumbled as he casually stuffed the key into his front trouser pocket. Kang Do-jun, who had been quietly watching, carelessly reached out and tousled Lee Yeonwoo’s glossy black hair.

 

  Kang Do-jun was taken aback by his unconscious action, but Lee Yeonwoo, who was often petted by the elders of the village, casually shook his head once and left it at that.

 

  “Anyway, I’ll be back.”

 

  “Alright, take care.”

 

  After Lee Yeonwoo left, Kang Do-jun locked the front door.

 

  Click- The sound of it locking would be the first to echo after Lee Yeonwoo began staying here.

 

  Kang Do-jun, who had claimed to get water, didn’t stop by the kitchen but instead headed straight back to the bedroom.

 

  “Mr. Yeonwoo? Where are you going?”

 

  “Hello, I’m going for a walk.”

 

  “At this time?”

 

  The staff, who had been preparing for the shoot from early morning, looked at his wristwatch and widened his eyes.

 

  “People in the countryside usually wake up at this time.”

 

  “Oh, really?”

 

  “Yes, then I’ll be back.”

 

  Without any fuss, Lee Yeonwoo standardized the image of countryside people to the staff and left gracefully.

 

  After he left, a sleepy-looking PD Han Taegu came over and asked the staff.

 

  “Mr. Yeonwoo, where was he just going?”

 

  “He said he’s going for a walk.”

 

  “A walk? No VJ followed him, did you give him the portable camera?”

 

  “A portable camera?”

 

  “Didn’t you give it to him?”

 

  “…No. Aren’t we only supposed to film Mr. Kang Do-jun?”

 

  At those words, Han Taegu hastily grabbed a portable camera and set off. Normally, as the staff said, they would only need to film Kang Do-jun.

 

 However, Han Taegu’s instinct, honed over years of working as a PD, was shouting at him. They needed to capture Lee Yeonwoo.

 

  Bromance. It was a word that was always included in recent trends, on the internet, YouTube, broadcasts. In that sense, the scenes with Kang Do-jun and Lee Yeonwoo together unexpectedly worked well.

 

  Han Taegu rushed off to hand the portable camera to Lee Yeonwoo.

 

  The staff member blankly watched Han Taegu’s retreating figure, then headed back to the house to check the camera that had been installed in Yeonwoo’s room.

 

  “Huh.”

 

  The staff member turned the doorknob, but the door was locked.

 

  ‘Strange. It wasn’t closed before.’

 

  Despite several attempts, it didn’t open in the end.

 

  ‘I’ll have to ask Mr. Yeonwoo to open it when he comes back.’

 

  Just as she was about to give up and leave, the door opened.

 

  “What is it?”

 

  It was a low, subdued voice, not visibly irritated but with a slight hint of annoyance, as if he had just woken up.

 

  “Ah, Mr. Kang Do-jun. I apologize. Just now, Mr. Yeonwoo went out, so I was going to check the camera installed in the room….”

 

  “Come in.”

 

  Seeing his good looks unchanged even after waking up, the staff quietly blushed and entered Yeonwoo’s room.

 

  The camera was working fine, and without thinking, she rewound to check the footage from the previous night.

 

  In the video, Yeonwoo briefly left his spot and brought something back.

 

  “I always read a book before I go to sleep.”

 

  …What is this?

 

  Even as the staff member was unable to contain her astonishment, Yeonwoo in the video was moving diligently.

 

  “It’s a detective novel, very exciting.”

 

  He leaned against the wall reading, his body gradually seeming to melt like a liquid, then he slid down, rolling over and lying down while reading. 

 

  In less than five minutes, the sound of pages turning decreased noticeably, and only the various sounds of his breathing echoed.

 

  ‘Did he… really read the book?’

 

  He kept the lights on and slept like this? The staff member fast-forwarded the video a bit more. Then she stopped at a certain scene.

 

  After some time had passed, Kang Do-jun quietly entered Yeonwoo’s room.

 

  Checking that he was asleep, Do-jun carefully removed the book he was holding and put it aside. The sight of him opening the wardrobe followed. The inside of the wardrobe wasn’t visible from the camera’s position, but for some reason, Do-jun seemed to hesitate a bit when he opened the wardrobe.

 

  Then he took out a blanket and a pillow, carefully covered the sleeping Yeonwoo with the blanket, turned off the lights, and softly closed the door behind him as he left.

 

  The staff member let out a silent scream without realizing it.

 

  ‘Oh my, his face is perfect and his actions… this is just crazy.’

 

  It was the moment when Kang Do-jun gained one more fan.

 

  She started to understand a little why Han Taegu had rushed out to give Yeonwoo the portable camera.

 

  This show will be a hit. The fact that Kang Do-jun was participating would already make it popular, but she was convinced that it could be even more popular.

 

  As the outside gradually became noisy with the preparations for shooting, she hurriedly got up to go out and help.

 

  Then her gaze suddenly lingered on the wardrobe.

 

  ‘What on earth could be…’

 

  The staff member, who opened the wardrobe out of curiosity to check its contents, naturally closed the door as if nothing had happened.

 

  “Hey! The youngest was supposed to be up early preparing for the shoot, where did you go?”

 

  “I’m sorry, senior.”

 

  “Why are you so out of it?”

 

  The staff member hesitated for a while before asking her senior.

 

  “…What exactly do wardrobes… what are they used for storing?”

 

  “What? Clothes and bedding, I guess. Why are you asking such an obvious thing? Are you still half asleep?”

 

  At her senior’s scolding, the staff member quietly nodded her head.

 

  Yes, she must have been still half asleep.

 

 

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