The K-Pop Dream

"My ideal type, would be someone whose like a "rock"

"So a body builder?" She wittingly responds

"Yeah! , uh No.." Thinking of a certain someone. I describe her as best as I can "She would have to be someone whose very reliable and hardworking. Attentive and supportive. Someone that will look to others for guidance seems rather than asserting herself and, although she is introverted, she is not individualistic. Although she is quiet she still has a general playful nature about her. She's easily amused and seems a little gullible which to me indicates that she is open to possibilities, even seemingly random/ridiculous ones."

"I think that is somewhat worse.." Tae says abruptly

"Huh?"

"If it was something like long hair or style. I could do something about that but how do I even compare to that." She says sourly, "Was your ex-girlfriend like that ?"

(She is) " What ex?" I answer

"So you have many?" She asks with her eyebrows raised clearly intrigued.

"How about you? How many hearts have you broken miss Tae-ssi?" I fight back

She playfully responds, "It's a secret"

"So what are we doing today?" I ask

"Do you want to go for a walk?"

"A walk, sure. The ocean breeze feels nice... " Standing up from our seats we begin making our way down the stairs and out while the staff manically tries to wrap up and fixed things

A VJ is quickly assigned to follow us, as we roam. His quite a stocky man so I try not to walk to fast, so that the shot can stay in focus.

"There's a place I really want to go" I say as we walk sided by side towards the card

"Where?"

"Dylan hold up!" The cameraman says

"Yeah"

"Can you guys walk this way again, take like five steps back and have Kim Tae walk on your outside shoulder"

He then goes to lay on the street for a wide angled shot of out entire bodies, capturing the sponsored car, the building and the picturesque sea.

I then proceed to open the door for her to enter, leaning on the top of the window as I watch her get comfortable dropping the visor and fixing her hair.

"Hey, you didn't tell me my hair was such a mess?" She turns to me to complain

"Noona, I don't think this is right? You got way to comfortable with me really fast" I say, "Where's the tension and the nerves?"

"I can't help it, you don't scare me enough Mr puppy?" She says challenging me

In a mild provocative tilt of my head and a lifting of the eyebrows, I decide to test her. Opening the door a little wider, I step in close.

"What are you d-doing?" She asks puzzled

Saying nothing, I just inch closer and closer. While she sinks deeper into the seat, clearly flustered at what I'm about to do.

Our faces nearly brush into each other, as I stare into her hazel eyes that has been lit up by the morning sun. I turn my head away and grab the seat-belt, yanking it with force as I drape it across her, in a much more manly way that those scenes in drama-land.

Stepping back, I admire my 'handiwork' as I notice her flushed appearance, she clearly didn't expect my frontal attack to be so effective.

"I bet that made you have 'premature ventricular contractions'" I say as I close the door and make my way round to the driver's seat. Starting the engine and then pulling away.

"What's that? Premature contractions?" She says cutely mimicking my 'accent'. Beginning a little skit between the two of us as we put on a show called, 'couple's cute bickering'

"It's a medical term" I answer back

"I'm assuming it's a good thing"

"Yeah, it's when your heart skips a beat" I respond

"Dylan Park.... you definitely have a lot of practice when it comes to dating. How many girls have you used this on before"

"Only one.... She was pretty famous you know. But it's too bad, she's married now"

"You had a thing for a married woman?" She says in a high pitched mini yell

"Aha" I answer nonchalantly, "She was really pretty though you can't blame me, anyone would have fallen for her"

"Oh" she say's pretending to be crestfallen

"You are not going to ask me her name?" I ask

"No... it's like you can tell me"

"But there's the thing, I can. Just lean in close"

Doing what I say she cutely moves her head towards my chest, lifting her hair from the one side so she can hear what I'm about to say.

A devilish smile then appears on my face as I whisper, " Her name is Kim Tae. Do you know her"

She scurries back to her seat and places her hands across her chest in a defensive position "You definitely have a lot of practice! I'm going to sue Jeong-ah, I told her I didn't want a playboy" She playfully chides

Turning to the dashboard camera, I say "Dear viewers, please don't mind her outbursts. It's just the wife's jealousy. And for all the pretty girls out there, my number is...."

"Hey focus, on the road!" Kim Tae interrupts

With that last warning, our skit ends and we share a laugh. Fully satisfied with how well we get along.