[DC/14] Acting to Pretend [Bii/Rainie, PG-13], Drabble
Prompt 14. Cooking, “pure evil”. Bii/Rainie
Rating: PG-13 | Genre: AU!General, Romance | Disclaimer: I don't own them. Only the plot is mine. | Summary: They are both great actors - so good, in fact, that they can convince themselves. Sometimes.
Warning: UN-BETA'D. Irrelevant title.
The look in her eyes are of pure evil when she stares into the pan, hands tightly clutching the ladle as she takes a single step closer to the stove. The contents of the dish pop every here and there and her eyes widen in fear, but she doesn’t budge.
She’d rather get stung by the oil than to have a wimpy retreat.
“Why is she taking this so seriously?” A staff member asks behind the cameras. The other crew member shrugs, and they huddle closer to do a bit more gossip talk.
The director yells cut and stands from his folding chair behind the screens he buried himself in. “Rainie, it’s just a music video, no need to be restless,” he says, “just relax a little, okay? Let’s try this again.”
Rainie tenses and returns her gawk to the pan. She hates cooking, absolutely hates it.
“Cut!” The director shouts.
She doesn’t even give him a second glance as he waddles over to her side and joins her in staring at her own creation. “What’s so fascinating about this?” He raises a brow.
The girl jumps out of shock and releases a sigh when she realizes that it’s just the director. “Don’t do that!” She gasped, “you could have scared me to death, Director!”
“Bii will be here within minutes - do you really have to start making it hard for everyone now?” The director presses.
Rainie feels a tinge of guilt surge through her, but she brushes it off. “I hate cooking.”
“Okay,” the director blinks. He’s known Rainie long enough to not let her weird-ness get to him. “So hate it.”
She throws her arms in the air, nearly hitting him with the ladle, and scowls. “But Bii will have to eat this - this!” she exclaims, pointing her ladle at the pan accusingly. It begins boiling and popping again, and she hops a little further away from it.
The director sighs and reaches to turn the stove off-
“NO!”
He immediately retracts his hand. “What?!”
“Don’t touch it!” She cries. “It’s dead.”
He isn’t amused anymore. “Right,” he shakes his head exhaustively. “Let’s just give it one more shot - and focus on your acting this time; your duet is too good for you to ruin it just because you can’t cook.”
Rainie pouts. “Okay.”
It takes about ten more shoots for Rainie to get it right, and only because a staff member had helped her whip out a new bag of flour so she could start over. Experience always helps somewhere along the way.
“I’m sorry for being late!”
The sight of Bii jogging into the studio with his hair tossed around and his clothes all over the place is a bit heart-warming (and she tries not to think too much of it, because his appearance seems to make up for the mess she’s made of the studio).
He hears their duet being played in the background and his eyes are widened in shock, because he thinks he’s interrupted filming. Really, though - he hasn’t.
“It’s okay, Bii,” the director excuses him, “just get yourself fixed up and join Rainie on the set.”
Bii looks towards the aforementioned girl and bows at her slightly, accompanied by a cute smile, before he disappears into a hallway. She lets go of the breath she was holding - tensed and nervous and just terrible.
“Why are you so nervous?” Her manager asks.
She gives him a sideways glance. “He has to eat this,” she motions her hands towards the blackened pan. “He might die!”
Her manager laughs and pats her on the back. “He’ll...” he trails off, grimacing at the sight of her work, “he’ll be fine, I’m sure.”
“I’ll be fine.”
Rainie and her manager are surprised by Bii’s sudden appearance, and her manager shies away. “No you won’t,” Rainie frowns, “I’m so sorry you have to do this - I wish they would have just bought the food, but the director said it’s not realistic enough and-”
Bii reaches out for the chopsticks and sticks it into the pan for a good three count before retracting it and giving it a good whiff. “It smells good,” he smiles.
Rainie is about to take it from him, but he pops it into his mouth and savors the taste. She cringes, trying to shrink away.
“It’s really not that bad,” he says, smiling brighter for good measure. “It’s a little bitter from being a bit overcooked, but it’s not inedible. Is this your first time?”
She immediately crowns him the title of an Angel, and relaxes. “Actually, it really is my first time,” she says shyly. He nods and leans closer to the pan before turning towards her so that their eyes are meeting at a distance of mere inches.
He smiles, and she has to remember to breath. “You’re amazing.”
Rainie backs away from him a little and attempts to hide her blush. They hadn’t known each other very well and, well, she was generally very shy. “I’m not-”
“Cut!” She hears the director yell. “Good shot. We’re changing the set to a dining room.”
Her heart drops a little.
Bii stands upright and sighs. “Wow, I was so nervous, I didn’t think I’d be able to pull it off.”
“Really?” Rainie stares at him. “You did awesome, I couldn’t even tell you were acting!”
“Are you kidding?” Bii scoffs. “You were so much better. I didn’t know actors could fake blushing like that - I thought everyone used makeup!”
Rainie is sure he couldn’t be any denser, but she preferred it this way. “Well, I didn’t win best actress for nothing,” she jokes. He laughs, and his laughter is soothing. She excuses herself to get some touch-up on her makeup, but she doesn’t really need to.
After she leaves, his manager approaches him. “I don’t think she was acting.”
“I know,” Bii wipes the seat off his forehead; shaking and stuttering visibly. ‘Neither was I.”
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[DC13: Donghae/Eunhyuk] ♦ [DC15: Donghae/Henry]
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A/N: This is cuter than I thought it'd be. I want to see them as a real couple now ;A; Thanks, Nyx... /sarcasm
Rating: PG-13 | Genre: AU!General, Romance | Disclaimer: I don't own them. Only the plot is mine. | Summary: They are both great actors - so good, in fact, that they can convince themselves. Sometimes.
Warning: UN-BETA'D. Irrelevant title.
The look in her eyes are of pure evil when she stares into the pan, hands tightly clutching the ladle as she takes a single step closer to the stove. The contents of the dish pop every here and there and her eyes widen in fear, but she doesn’t budge.
She’d rather get stung by the oil than to have a wimpy retreat.
“Why is she taking this so seriously?” A staff member asks behind the cameras. The other crew member shrugs, and they huddle closer to do a bit more gossip talk.
The director yells cut and stands from his folding chair behind the screens he buried himself in. “Rainie, it’s just a music video, no need to be restless,” he says, “just relax a little, okay? Let’s try this again.”
Rainie tenses and returns her gawk to the pan. She hates cooking, absolutely hates it.
“Cut!” The director shouts.
She doesn’t even give him a second glance as he waddles over to her side and joins her in staring at her own creation. “What’s so fascinating about this?” He raises a brow.
The girl jumps out of shock and releases a sigh when she realizes that it’s just the director. “Don’t do that!” She gasped, “you could have scared me to death, Director!”
“Bii will be here within minutes - do you really have to start making it hard for everyone now?” The director presses.
Rainie feels a tinge of guilt surge through her, but she brushes it off. “I hate cooking.”
“Okay,” the director blinks. He’s known Rainie long enough to not let her weird-ness get to him. “So hate it.”
She throws her arms in the air, nearly hitting him with the ladle, and scowls. “But Bii will have to eat this - this!” she exclaims, pointing her ladle at the pan accusingly. It begins boiling and popping again, and she hops a little further away from it.
The director sighs and reaches to turn the stove off-
“NO!”
He immediately retracts his hand. “What?!”
“Don’t touch it!” She cries. “It’s dead.”
He isn’t amused anymore. “Right,” he shakes his head exhaustively. “Let’s just give it one more shot - and focus on your acting this time; your duet is too good for you to ruin it just because you can’t cook.”
Rainie pouts. “Okay.”
It takes about ten more shoots for Rainie to get it right, and only because a staff member had helped her whip out a new bag of flour so she could start over. Experience always helps somewhere along the way.
“I’m sorry for being late!”
The sight of Bii jogging into the studio with his hair tossed around and his clothes all over the place is a bit heart-warming (and she tries not to think too much of it, because his appearance seems to make up for the mess she’s made of the studio).
He hears their duet being played in the background and his eyes are widened in shock, because he thinks he’s interrupted filming. Really, though - he hasn’t.
“It’s okay, Bii,” the director excuses him, “just get yourself fixed up and join Rainie on the set.”
Bii looks towards the aforementioned girl and bows at her slightly, accompanied by a cute smile, before he disappears into a hallway. She lets go of the breath she was holding - tensed and nervous and just terrible.
“Why are you so nervous?” Her manager asks.
She gives him a sideways glance. “He has to eat this,” she motions her hands towards the blackened pan. “He might die!”
Her manager laughs and pats her on the back. “He’ll...” he trails off, grimacing at the sight of her work, “he’ll be fine, I’m sure.”
“I’ll be fine.”
Rainie and her manager are surprised by Bii’s sudden appearance, and her manager shies away. “No you won’t,” Rainie frowns, “I’m so sorry you have to do this - I wish they would have just bought the food, but the director said it’s not realistic enough and-”
Bii reaches out for the chopsticks and sticks it into the pan for a good three count before retracting it and giving it a good whiff. “It smells good,” he smiles.
Rainie is about to take it from him, but he pops it into his mouth and savors the taste. She cringes, trying to shrink away.
“It’s really not that bad,” he says, smiling brighter for good measure. “It’s a little bitter from being a bit overcooked, but it’s not inedible. Is this your first time?”
She immediately crowns him the title of an Angel, and relaxes. “Actually, it really is my first time,” she says shyly. He nods and leans closer to the pan before turning towards her so that their eyes are meeting at a distance of mere inches.
He smiles, and she has to remember to breath. “You’re amazing.”
Rainie backs away from him a little and attempts to hide her blush. They hadn’t known each other very well and, well, she was generally very shy. “I’m not-”
“Cut!” She hears the director yell. “Good shot. We’re changing the set to a dining room.”
Her heart drops a little.
Bii stands upright and sighs. “Wow, I was so nervous, I didn’t think I’d be able to pull it off.”
“Really?” Rainie stares at him. “You did awesome, I couldn’t even tell you were acting!”
“Are you kidding?” Bii scoffs. “You were so much better. I didn’t know actors could fake blushing like that - I thought everyone used makeup!”
Rainie is sure he couldn’t be any denser, but she preferred it this way. “Well, I didn’t win best actress for nothing,” she jokes. He laughs, and his laughter is soothing. She excuses herself to get some touch-up on her makeup, but she doesn’t really need to.
After she leaves, his manager approaches him. “I don’t think she was acting.”
“I know,” Bii wipes the seat off his forehead; shaking and stuttering visibly. ‘Neither was I.”
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[DC13: Donghae/Eunhyuk] ♦ [DC15: Donghae/Henry]
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A/N: This is cuter than I thought it'd be. I want to see them as a real couple now ;A; Thanks, Nyx... /sarcasm