A/N: The image above does not belong to me. It belongs to the person who uploaded it on the internet.

Mean's POV

Knowing that our newly hired field reporter was going to cover the most awaited press conference of the most popular BL series that was scheduled to air in the next few days, and knowing that the press conference was going to take place today, I turned my office TV on to the channel that was covering it.

I had just finished eating a late lunch and I had made myself a cup of coffee from my office coffee maker.

I sipped slowly from my coffee cup and watched as the TV camera was panning from one end of the building entrance to the other. The site was teeming with field reporters from different publications and TV stations.

There! There he was! Plan was running in the same direction as the other field reporters. It seemed that one of the main actors of the BL series had just gotten off a limousine and was being escorted by his personal bodyguards to the entrance of the building where the press conference was going to take place.

Field reporters were pressing their microphones to the actor and he was being barraged by questions from all sides. The field reporters were trying to raise their voices above each other.

"Are you and Mile dating?" Plan yelled his question at the actor.

Oh shit, what kind of question was that. What the hell, Plan.

There was a collective gasp from all the field reporters. First they stared at Plan and then they stared at the actor, waiting for the actor's reaction.

I myself held my breath and kept my eyes glued to my TV screen

Suddenly the actor motioned for Plan to approach him. Plan stood where he was, undecided on what to do next.

Then I noticed the other field reporters moving aside, making a space for Plan to get through. If Plan could not make up his mind, the field reporters had made up their minds for Plan.

I could see the hesitation and anxiety on Plan's face as he slowly approached the actor.

The actor then grabbed him by the wrist and his bodyguards surrounded both of them as they made their way up the steps leading to the entrance to the lobby of the building,

The security guards opened the big and heavy doors and closed them after Plan and the actor and his bodyguards walked in.

It felt to me like the lobby doors were the mouth of a gigantic monster that opened up and swallowed Plan alive. My anxious brain started giving me images of Plan either being tortured inside some secret chamber of the building or being shot in the forehead right between his eyes.

I shook off my anxious thoughts and waited as the TV channel went into commercial time.

After a few minutes the security guards opened the lobby doors and allowed the field reporters to come in. The press conference was about to start.

The TV camera panned towards a long table behind which a set of probably twelve or fourteen actors were seated, ready to answer questions from the field reporters.

Wait! I had to blink twice or thrice to make sure that my eyes were not tricking me.

The camera had panned to the actor seated at the very end of the long table. But it was not an actor. It was our newly hired field reporter, Plan. He was alive!

I took in a big gulp of air. I had not realized that I had been holding my breath all this time.

I listened as each actor was introducing themselves and giving a brief description of their role in the series. I could not wait for Plan's turn to talk. I needed to know what his role was in the series or what he was even doing there sitting beside the rest of the actors in the first place.

"Hello, my name is Plan," I heard Plan talking when the microphone was handed to him by the actor sitting closest to him.  "I am taking the place of the actor who has a cameo role in the series. I will be the pretend lover of Porsche. I will be the object of jealousy of his real lover."

"Are you going to have love scenes with Porsche in the series?" one of the field reporters asked Plan.

"I will have a passionate kissing scene with him," Plan replied.

"No!" I yelled at the TV. At the exact same time I saw someone rushing towards Plan and grabbing him by the wrist and leading him out of the conference room.

The camera panned to the face of the person who grabbed Plan.

Holy fucking shit! It was Chao!