"Wooyoungie!" Rachel cried out as she skipped over to him. "It's time to get started. Why are you always sneaking around and hiding in dark corners?" He asked, grabbing his arm and pulling her to him.

"Get off my Rachel." He growled, pushing her away from him.

She made a pathetic whining sound before hustling to walk next to him. "Why are you suddenly so mean to me? We were all lovey dovey for the first film."

"People change. I'm tired of your needy antics." Wooyoung glanced around the room for his back up and made a beeline for Yeosang, who was talking with the choreographer.

"What did you just say to me?"

Wooyoung rolled his eyes as he ignored her.

"Ah!" The choreographer said, clapping then rubbing his hands together. "There's our stars. Are you ready for the big scene?"

"What?" Wooyoung froze as his eyes widened. No, surely he wasn't talking about that scene.

Rachel came up and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Of course we are Chris!"

"Get off me!" Wooyoung yanked her arms from him and went to stand on the other side of Yeosang, who lets their fingers brush together as a sign of comfort.

Chris held out a hand and motioned between the two of them. "What is this? What is going on? We can't have you two fighting on the day of the big kiss." He sounded panicked.

Feeling his stomach flip at the thought, Wooyoung swallowed his discomfort and forced on a smile. "Don't worry, everything will be fine for the shoot."

Rachel's eyes narrowed but she two plastered on a smile while placing a hand on her hips. "You bet! Wooyoungie is just a little grumpy today."

Chris turned to him with a skeptical look. "Wooyoung?"

"She's right, I just didn't sleep well I guess. I'll be fine." He said, nodding to the choreographer.

Then the director walked over. "Are you ready to get started?"

"Yes." Wooyoung and Rachel said at the same time.

As they took their places on set, an outdoor dance studio they had rented for filming, Rachel started pushing her breasts up and fluffing hair with the help of her stylist.

San hurried over with his kit and started touching up Wooyoung's makeup. "Are you ok?" He asked quietly as he fussed over every detail.

"No. I need this to be over with. God I can't believe I have to do this."

Yeosang placed a hand on the younger's shoulder and squeezed gently. "It's just part of your job. There are no feelings involved. Lila knows that too."

Wooyoung sighed and went to run his hand through his hair but it was quickly slapped away by San. "Don't you dare mess up this hairdo until you start dancing."

Yeosang chuckled as he leaned over to kiss San's cheek before walking to his position.

San's lips were pushed forward in a pout as he turned bright red and became very flustered. It made Wooyoung smile at him as San continued to fuss over him. "Ok, knock 'em dead." San said, brushing off the younger's shoulders before exiting the stage and standing off to the side.

Taking a deep breath, Wooyoung walked over to Rachel, rolling his neck as he worked to sink into his acting mask.

It was time for him to fall into character.

Rachel also slipped into her character, adopting large, adorable doe eyes. She had always been good with her facial expressions.

Yeosang came to stand next to them as Rachel winked then walked out of the camera's sight.

"Alright, this is 'Big Moment' take one! Action!"

"Are you alright?" Yeosang asked, glancing at Wooyoung.

"No, I'm not. I'm lost." Wooyoung turned his head away and looked down on the floor, making sure to adopt a mournful expression. "I can't... I can't function without her. I messed up."

"You just need to talk to her. That's why we are here." Yeosang pulled out his phone to glance at the time. "I asked her to meet me here at three, so she should be here any time now. Go ahead and hide." He said pointing at a pillar off to the side.

Wooyoung nodded and focused on that spot, ignoring the camera that ran along a track next to him.

A few seconds later, Yeosang could be heard greeting Rachel as she walked onto the stage. Wooyoung closed his eyes as a strange wave of dizziness passed over him. He rubbed his brow and focused on what was being said behind him.

"Alright, I'm here. What do you want?" She asked, sounding heartbroken.

"You know I care for you deeply, which I why I want to do what's best for you, right?"

"Sure."

Wooyoung heard a thump and knew Rachel had just dropped her gym bag on the floor. That was his cue. He stepped out and winced with Rachel turned to him with a shocked look on her face before bending over to grab her back.

"I should have known. Don't talk to me ever again Yeosang." She snapped before turning to walk away."

"Kaylee please wait." Wooyoung pleaded, running forward to grab the hand not holding her bag. He could see Yeosang backing away slowly out of the corner of his eye but forced himself to keep looking at Rachel.

No, Kaylee. She was Kaylee, and he was supposed to be in love with her and trying to win her back. That's all this was.

He swallowed hard as he started to feel a touch clammy. What was going on?

"Let go of me." She said, her voice quivering as she tried to pull her hand away.

"Not until you listen to me." Wooyoung pulled her to him, pressing their bodies together as his hand moved smoothly from her wrist to her back and his other one came up to cup her face. "I..." He struggled to say the words, but at least it was fitting for the moment. "I love you Kaylee. You have to know that. And I swear to you, I didn't do anything with her. It was just coffee."

"But I saw you!" Rachel tried to turn her head away but Wooyoung forced it to stay in place by gently grabbing her chin. "You... Y-You..." Tears formed in her eyes.

"I told her no." Wooyoung whispered, leaning a little closer. "The only person I ever want to dance with... Is you." He closed the distance between them and slammed his lips to hers.

His gut flipped for just a moment, but then worked on pretending it was Lila. This was his job. This meant nothing to him.

He ignored the fact that Rachel let out a soft whimper and wrapped her arms around him. At least she kept it natural to the character. Even if she wasn't the best dancer, she was a good actor and knew when to keep it professional.

"Dance with me." He whispered against her lips. "Please Kaylee."

She ran her hand down the back of his head and nodded.

Music started to play in the background and Wooyoung smirked as he slid the bag off Rachel's shoulder and tossed it aside. She spun back and held out her hand for him to take, which he did, spinning her again as they moved across the floor.

They entered into a complicated routine, one that had taken them weeks to learn, but they were doing it flawlessly so hopefully they didn't have to shoot it again. At one point there was a lift that involved lifting her up so she could wrap her legs around his waist while he dipped her to the floor.

It was after he lifted her up again that they had to kiss one more time.

This time a little bit of Rachel showed through as she gripped his face and made it needy.

Wooyoung had to work hard to kiss back and stay in character as he silently begged for the director to end the scene. Not only for that, but he felt so hot...

"Cut!"

Wooyoung let go of Rachel and tried to pull away from the kiss, but she just squeezed him with her body and held his head in place.

"Ra-" He said, trying to push her away.

"I said cut, Rachel!" The director yelled again.

She giggled into the kiss and ran her tongue over Wooyoung's lips before finally releasing him.

He huffed as he wiped his mouth and spat off the side of the stage, grumbling to himself as he waited for the director to review the scene and decide if they needed to do it again.

San and Yeosang were by his side immediately, the younger pulling him into a hug. "That was amazing. If he makes you shoot it again I'll go bat-shit crazy on him."

Wooyoung chuckled and hugged him back while looking at Yeosang. "It really was very good. I couldn't tell you were uncomfortable at all. Well, ok I could, but I don't think anyone else did. Until that last part..." Yeosang pursed his lips and glared at the ground.

"She's fucking psychotic. I can't wait for this to be over." Wooyoung said as he stepped back from San and ran his hand over his mouth again.

"Are you ok?" San asked, giving him a concerned look.

Wooyoung nodded and closed his eyes.

All he wanted to do was hop on a plane home and beg Lila for forgiveness for having to do that. She knew to expect it in the movie, but still... he felt like he had been unfaithful to her. He felt disgusting. He...

He spun around and threw up over the back side of the stage.

San cried out in panic and was instantly rubbing his back while calling for a medic.

Wooyoung cringed at the taste that filled his mouth. He clutched at his stomach as the retching continued. It hurt so much.

"Youngie, take a deep breath." Yeosang whispered next to him, cringing slightly.

"H-Hurts..." He whined, falling down to his knees.

"Wooyoungie!" Rachel called out, along with several other people.

His vision started to blur as he tried to focus on the voices on either side of him.

Lila... All he wanted right now was Lila.

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Lila set the box in her hands down slowly before looking around her bedroom.

Something was wrong. She could feel it in her gut.

But... What was it?

Nate had left a few hours ago after asking several times if she was going to be ok. She practically had to push him out the door to get him to leave. She just wanted some time to come down her way.

And up until this moment that involved getting her room situated.

All of her things were here. They had checked the apartment and it was completely empty.

Then they had gone by the leasing office and threatened to expose the manager for giving out her information if he didn't give her back the money she had paid him to break her lease early.

He wasn't happy about it, but he obliged. They then deleted the recording.

She had eaten not too long ago, so it wasn't that.

Lila chewed on her lip. And pulled out both her phones.

There was nothing on either one of them. But that feeling in her gut wasn't going away, so she tried calling Wooyoung.

It went straight to voicemail.

She started to panic a little. He never had his phone completely off because sometimes he could slip away and answer her.

Then her other phone buzzed, making her jump.

"San?" She asked, answering it quickly.

"Wow, that was fast." He said, he voice sounded strained.

"I was about to call you. What's wrong?"

Her heart dropped when he heard San let out a strangled sob. Then the line crackled and Yeosang started to speak. "Hey Lila."

"Yeosang what's wrong." She asked again, clutching at the pendant around her neck.

"I need you to sit down and try to stay calm, ok?" His deep voice said, making her want to do the opposite of staying calm.

But she did as he asked and took a deep breath.

"Are you sitting?"

"Yes."

"Ok... Now I don't have all the answers yet. But Wooyoung was taken to the hospital a few minutes ago. They think he just caught a virus out here. It's gotten to a few of the crew members too, but they are all ok."

Lila covered her mouth to stifle a sob as she just nodded.

"Lila, he's going to be ok." Yeosang said gently.

She just hummed and took a deep, shuddering breath. "What..." She tried to swallow the lump in her throat. "What happened?"

Yeosang sighed. "He and Rachel just finished filming the big reunion number. He looked pale when it was over, but it is really hot here so no one said anything because of how hard he had been dancing. But after a few minutes, he ended up throwing up off the side of the stage, and it just didn't stop."

Lila pulled the phone away from her face as another sob escaped her. Her cheeks were damp and her entire body was shaking.

"He is in good hands. Everyone else who has shown these symptoms has recovered after a few days. He just needs to be hooked up to an IV to keep fluids in him."

Lila whimpered and took another deep breath. "Are... Are you and S-San ok?"

"Yes Lila-lou we are fine." San's small voice came on the phone, lifting Lila's spirits a touch. "I'm just worried about you, but it didn't feel right not telling you."

"I'm glad you d-did."

She heard several voices in the background, but it was too hard to make out what anyone was saying.

"God I'm going to kill her." Yeosang muttered.

Lila instantly knew he was talking about Rachel and her heart sank even more. "What's going on?"

"Miss Drama Queen is throwing a hissy fit because the staff won't let her go to the hospital. But they won't let any of us go." San growled. "And if anyone should get to go it would be Yeosang."

Lila closed her eyes as anger started to rise. No if anything it should be her by Wooyoung's side. He needed her and she was stuck at San's condo.

What if she never got to see him again? She would never get to feel his arms around her... Kiss him... Hear his laugh... Tell him how much she loves him.

"Lila, I need you to stop the spiral you're going on right now." San said, snapping her out of her thoughts.

"San..." She whimpered before lying down on the bed and curling up into a ball. "I should be there..."

"I know. I know you want to be here, but it didn't work out that way." San said softly.

"You need to try and be strong, Lila." Yeosang added. "I know this is a hard situation, but Wooyoung wouldn't want you sitting there worrying about him."

He was right. She needed to be strong for him. She couldn't let herself spiral out of control right now.

"Good girl." San said when he heard her taking a deep breath. "We are going to find out some more information, ok? Keep your phone handy and we will either text you with quick updates or call if we can. Try to stay busy and don't worry. He's going to be ok."

"Ok. I'll try. Thank you." Lila said, closing her eyes.

"We'll talk soon, ok?" She could hear how worried San was. She needed to be strong for him too.

"Yes we will. Stay safe." Lila said before ending the call.

Keeping her eyes closed, she sent prayers out to anyone who would listen for them to watched over Wooyoung and keep him safe.

"Please. I need him to come home to me." She whispered, clutching the pendant he gave her so tight she was sure her knuckles were white. "I need him. I can't... I can't live without him. He is the first person that has made me feel whole. Please... Please keep him safe."