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[CN] Kiro's Invasion Date

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[Note: This date was translated with the help of Google Translate :>]

[PART 1]

MC: ...It is a great honor to win the Best Creative Short Film Award at this Golden Star Film Festival

MC: Finally, I would like to thank the team who worked with me and the audience who were willing to listen and understand this story.

There was endless applause from the auditorium, and I bowed solemnly. When I stepped off the stage, several acquaintances nearby congratulated me one after another.

I thanked them one by one, and when I passed by that familiar figure, I couldn’t help but take a look.

Noticing my gaze, he raised his eyes, smiled and nodded.

Kiro: Congratulations.

MC: ...Thanks.

I wanted to say something more, but he looked away.

-

Until the end of the award ceremony and the start of the salon reception, our eyes never met again.

Since there weren’t many opportunities for colleagues to gather, many took this opportunity to converse with each other. Not far way, Kiro was happily chatting with a director, my presence completely unnoticed.

A little disappointment welled up in my heart. At that moment, Director Sun, who I had worked with before, came over with a glass of wine.

Director Sun: MC, congratulations on winning the award. Should I start calling you director now?

MC: You flatter me. I have you to thank for the drama salon you invited me to last time. I really learned a lot.

Director Sun: I’m also happy that you young people came to socialize more. I’ll do it again later. You and Kiro should come together when you’re free.

MC: ...Sure.

After Director Sun left with a smile, I took another look at Kiro, but happened to be caught by his returned gaze.

I raised my glass to him from a distance, just wanting to signal, but he unexpectedly came towards me.

KIro: Miss Producer MC, I watched your award-winning work this time. It was wonderful and touching. 

Polite and gentle. Everything seemed perfectly amiable but at the same time, very distant.

I took a deep breath, buried the phrase “I miss you so much” in my heart, and raised a polite smile.

MC: Congratulations to you for winning the Golden Star Actor Award. I respect you for that.

Without waiting for him to respond, I downed the champagne that was in my glass.

The alcohol suddenly went to my head, and my head grew light. Kiro’s slightly surprised face grew a bit troubled.

He took the glass from my hand and gently rubbed his fingertips against my skin, sending over an ambiguous electric current which made my fingertips numb.

Kiro: You look a little dizzy, Producer. Should I take you to your room to rest?

He stood at a distance that crossed no lines, and calmly and patiently waited for my answer.

I hadn’t reached a point where I couldn’t go back to my room myself, but before I could think about the results, my body instinctively took a step closer to him.

MC: ...Then I will have to trouble Mr. Star Kiro. 

[PART 2]

In order to celebrate Valentine’s Day tomorrow, the promenade from the banquet hall to the guest room was decorated with layers of brilliant star lights.

After leaving the banquet hall, the cool night air made me shiver. The very next second, a jacket with his body temperature fell on my shoulders.

He tidied up the coat for me in a gentlemanly manner, only his fingers casually grazing the ends of my hair before leaving.

We walked side by side, keeping a distance that was neither far nor close. And this distance was a result of my own suggestion.

-

[Flashback]

Kiro: It’s been ages since I’ve seen you. I never expected that Director Yan would be stricter than before...

On the phone, Kiro’s voice was listless.

This time, he was collaborating with the great director Yan Dao in an AI anthropomorphic movie, in which Kiro played the AI hero.

Kiro: Director Yan said that I wasn’t getting into the drama, and asked me to block out all emotional ‘input sources’ and look for a more ‘mechanized’ feeling.

Hearing Kiro’s long sigh, I pinched my phone with my fingertips, longing to touch his face.

The lingering love during the New Year’s holiday seemed to have left a lingering warmth, and we talked to each other on the phone almost every day during this period.

Could it be that Kiro couldn’t “shield his emotions” because we talked too much recently? My heart froze for a moment and I pursed my lips.

MC: How about... not contacting each other for some time? You should concentrate on filming first and find out how you feel.

Kiro: Don’t. I still need you to provide me with motivation.

MC: But haven’t you been NG (no good) for days? I don’t want to bother you.

MC: You should... know the source of the problem already.

As a major star who always asks to appear on screen with the most perfect appearance, Kiro was never one to let go of any of the factors that affected him.

The situation was clear. While I, too, was very sad, Kiro’s work was more important right now.

Kiro: .....

Kiro: But we’ll still meet at the Golden Star Film Festival next week... And the second day of the event is Valentine’s Day.

MC: During that time, I’ll keep my distance from you and will not interfere with your work.

I tried my best to make my voice sound extremely understated, but the pain from my fingernails digging into my palm still made me perceive the sadness in my heart. 

After a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, a low voice came.

Kiro: ...Sorry, it’s all my fault.

Kiro: When the filming for this is over, I’ll definitely make up for all the sweetness we’ve lost during this time. In fact, double it!

[End of Flashback]

-

Under the reflection of the bright starlight, his exquisite face still showed no sign of agitation.

I kind of regretted making that agreement.

Despite his coat blocking out the night wind, I still couldn’t help but slowly approach that familiar source of warmth. And as soon as the backs of our hands touched each other, the slightly cool gap in my heart was filled to the brim.

Tomorrow, he would return back to the studio to film, and the state he was maintaining would not be “wasted”.

Despite that reason tugging at my brain, my hands were unwilling to follow its instructions. I tentatively moved half a step closer to him again, letting our arms stick together.

The hand at my side touched his lightly with a forward rhythm, leaving an unconcealable throbbing in my heart. Kiro seemed to not notice it.

The reassuring temperature was like a warm current flowing slowly, which made one feel a little sad.

Just another five seconds, no, ten seconds... and then I’ll leave.

I counted the ten seconds in my heart over and over again, but as if we had a tacit understanding over this, neither of us moved away first.

When I was finally thinking about taking a step back, my pinkie was gently hooked.

His fingertips gently touched my palm, leaving a scorching mark.

In the deafening silence, I felt my heart beating clearly.

Not far away from the room, I slowed down, reluctant to part. And the finger that had been wrapped around mine, suddenly clasped my hand lightly.

Maybe it was the unstable center of gravity from wearing high-heeled shoes, or the swaying of my rationality after being soaked in alcohol, or maybe... it was him, who felt the same reluctance I did.

If it was an “unexpected situation”, it wouldn’t count as a breach of the agreement, would it?

With that thought in mind, I half-truthfully twitched and fell towards him. At almost the same time, a force came from my wrist, and my body fell into his embrace.

The hug was unexpected, but neither of us moved.

Until a slightly satisfied sigh came from my ear and I was hugged by the waist. In my partly widened eyes, the corners of his lips that seemed to be smiling, were reflected.

Kiro: It seems that today’s champagne has taken quite the toll on you. You probably won’t be able to walk to your room yourself.

Kiro: Let me take you the rest of the way.

-

There was a vague sound of water coming from the bathroom, and I leaned against the head of my bed, my pounding heart muddled into a complete mess.

The walk back from the banquet hall could have lasted a little longer...

I buried my face in his coat, missing the embrace that didn’t last long.

After a while, Kiro came out of the bathroom with a warm wet towel and makeup remover cotton, blocking out the dim floor light.

MC: You can go back and rest...

He didn’t respond to me, but just gently dabbed the makeup remover cotton on the corner of my eyes.

Kiro: Close your eyes.

The cleansing cotton carefully traced over every corner of my face. I couldn’t bear to fall asleep, so in a daze, I took his hand.

MC: Are you leaving?

Kiro: Do you want me to stay?

The whisper that was close at hand seemed to be a wonderful, yet deadly temptation. I nodded, shook my head again, and spoke the truth with unclear logic.

MC: You have to go back to the set tomorrow, I can’t mess with your focus--

MC: But I miss you so much...

After a moment of silence, a deep chuckle hit my heart. He moved closer and asked again.

Kiro: Do you want me to stay?

MC: How could I want you to leave...

As soon as my words fell, my body was pushed into the mattress and within the next second, an overwhelmingly hot kiss was pressed down on me without warning.

He easily pried open my mouth and lazily explored bit by bit. 

His slender fingers ran through my hair, traced my eyebrows over and over again, and than slid down to my collarbone, as if confirming something.

Kiro: MC...

He whispered my name, luring me to continue to approach him.

The sounds of our pants were quick and heavy, and our fingers were tightly intertwined, tirelessly demanding from each other, trying to fill in all the gaps that were left open during this period.

I almost wanted to melt in that scorching heat, but I was looking forward to his more undeniable invasion.

In the dimness, it seemed that the midnight bell sounded outside the window.

Finding a sliver of clarity in my broken mind, I tried my best to raise my neck, and kissed the corner of his warm lips.

MC: Happy Valentine’s Day, Kiro.

He paused, and then responded with a more passionate kiss.

My consciousness floated amongst gentle waves, and before falling asleep, a soft voice came to my ear.

Kiro: Happy Valentine’s Day, MC.

[PART 3]

It was almost noon the next day when I woke up from a deep sleep.

MC: Kiro..?

I rubbed my bleary eyes and called his name, but no one answered. There was no one beside the bed, only a lunch box that had been left on the small table that still had some residual warmth.

There were dozens of messages on my phone, and the top dialog box was blank.

Although a little disappointed, I tacitly put down my phone, got up and took a shower.

There was going to be a red carpet walk in the afternoon, and all the winners were participating. Many media outlets were also invited.

Among the messages I received, there was a message from an actor friend saying that he had to return to the set temporarily and could not walk the red carpet with me.

I sighed and walked out of the hotel to go to the event venue.

Do I want to go alone, or should I find a partner? Just as I was coming up with an idea, a pair of blue eyes flashed in my mind.

Like telepathy, a familiar van stopped in front of me.

The car door opened and the person I was thinking about appeared before me.

The early spring sunshine was perfectly adequate, and through the scattered new shoots and branches and leaves, a colorful scene was reflected on his body, like beautiful magic.

Seeing me, a smile grew on his face.

Kiro: Good afternoon, Gold Medal Producer. It looks like you had a good rest last night.

I felt like there was something hidden beneath his words, but his frank gaze was devoid of any charm.

Thinking that we should continue our previous “agreement”, I also smiled politely.

MC: Not bad indeed, you look like you got up early.

Kiro: Well, there was an interview in the morning, which just ended. The time arranged for that had been relatively early.

He explained lightly, and slowly blinked his eyes with a certain hint, arousing the scorching throbbing that we knew very well.

Kiro: For the red carpet event in the afternoon, who do you plan to walk with?

MC: My partner has a temporary job, so I’m planning a one-man red carpet challenge.

Unexpectedly, he raised his eyebrows, stretched his hand and showed a sincere smile.

Kiro: I’m also alone. I wonder if I can invite this Gold Medal Producer to walk the red carpet with me?

MC: Is that... okay?

Kiro: Don’t you think today is the perfect day for us to walk together?

Hie eyes were burning, and the smile on his lips seemed determined. This was an invitation that would not be rejected.

And of course, I wouldn’t say no to him.

MC: Then, please take care of me, Mr. Superstar.

-

After putting on our makeup, Kiro and I went backstage to await our turn.

On both sides of the red carpet, the flashing lights lit up one after another, becoming a foil for the dashing figures on the red carpet.

Kiro: It’s almost our turn.

Kiro tidied up his cuffs calmly, and the high-tailored suit made his figure even taller and more slender.

Perhaps seeing through my nervousness, he tilted his head and joked.

Kiro: If this expression got photographed on the red carpet, it’d be in the headlines tomorrow.

Kiro: The title would be “International superstar’s flirting on the Valentine’s Day red carpet with female producer failed, suspected to have an inside fling”.

MC: That’s way too exaggerated!

I laughed at his light-hearted banter and felt a warm finger against the corner of my lips.

Kiro: Your smile is beautiful. Be confident, you’re a gold star director. With me here, there won’t be a problem. You just have to show your brightest smile.

Usher: Mr. Kiro, Director MC, it’s your turn soon.

Kiro: Are you ready?

I exhaled and walked out of the shadows of the backstage with him in my arms.

The overwhelming flashes of light flashed one after another on both sides of us. It seemed like the brightest lights in the world had gathered here.

But at the moment, a secret joy that no one knew of suddenly arose in my heart.

Today was Valentine’s Day, and it was also my first time walking the red carpet with Kiro. 

Every shot would put us in the same frame. In this scene, he belonged only to me.

He faced the cameras with ease, his footsteps graceful and free, as if he was stepping on the stars with every step.

But the stars were vast, and he was the only focus.

I followed Kiro to the signature wall and was about to turn around when he just happened to lower his head.

Kiro: Excellent performance.

His warm lips traced against the shell of my ear, and his low whisper, accompanied by his warm breath, rushed into my ears, leaving a sultry and heart-throbbing sensation that no one else noticed.

By the time I wanted to trace back the disappearing temperature, the instigator had already smiled and waved to the camera.

Only the teasing at the corner of his lips that he hadn’t had time to withdraw revealed his devious little thoughts.

Reporter A: Director MC, congratulations on winning the Golden Star Awards this time. What was your inspiration for this work?

Reporter B: Kiro, I heard that you’re still filming a new movie. Can you tell me...

In addition to the Superstar Kiro, many reporters were also interested in me, a “director” who didn’t show her face very much.

Reporter C: I heard that the two of you had collaborated before. Walking the red carpet together on Valentine’s Day, is there any special meaning to it?

I was taken aback by the tricky question, but Kiro smiled with ease.

Kiro: I have always liked the works of producer MC, and it’s a great honor to participate in the award ceremony with her this time.

Kiro: Before stepping onto the red carpet, we were still discussing future cooperation.

Reporter B: Does this cooperation refer to the new work directed by MC?

Kiro: That is confidential.

Kiro: I can only say that she’s a creative and serious producer with many interesting stories, and you’ll find many new inspiring things when working with her.

He turned his face sideways, and in his clear and bright eyes, I alone was clearly reflected.

He pinched my finger lightly behind the shadow of the camera.

Kiro: [very, very softly] The muse of inspiration will always be my only choice.

-

After the red carpet event, the award ceremony was drawing to a close.

I was a little sad, since after this, Kiro would have to return to the set, and we wouldn’t be able to see each other until two months later.

Kiro: Do you have any work to do after this?

MC: Nope.

Kiro: Great, then let’s go~

Hearing that, my eyes lit up.

MC: Go where? Aren’t you going back to the set to film?

Kiro: That’s what I planned to do, but I need your help with something at work.

His expression was friendly but not intimate, and I wasn’t sure what he was thinking for a while. But this was a work matter. I needed to help without breaking the “agreement”. Thinking about it like this, I nodded with peace of mind.

Kiro: After that, your time is mine.

-

Unexpectedly, Kiro took me to his recording studio. There were still some audio track files on the screen of his console.

Kiro: In addition to starring as the male lead, I actually also acted as the film’s music producer.

Kiro: There’s a BGM that requires a female voice to hum, and I think you’re voice is very suitable.

Seeing his confident appearance, I hesitated.

MC: ...Isn’t it better to have a professional singer sing this?

Kiro: In order to match the plot, I want a more jerky and pure tone, so I think your voice is very suitable.

He adjusted the sound, put the headset on my head and played the demo to the score.

Kiro: Take it easy, let me teach you.

Kiro was indeed an extremely professional teacher, and the recording of the piece didn’t take long.

After he finished listening to the recording, he smiled and nodded at me.

Kiro: I still have a personal OST that I want your help with. Do you want to strike while the iron is hot?

[PART 4]

His scorching body temperature approached me from behind. his arms crossed my shoulders, and he adjusted to microphone in front of me.

This posture basically completely enclosed me in his arms.

MC: Isn’t this a little too close...

Kiro: Not close, this one needs a chorus. Ready? I’ll teach you the melody first.

I tried my best to concentrate, but my mind was distracted by the body temperature behind me.

He seemed to have noticed my half-heartedness, and whispered in my ear with some “dissatisfaction”. 

Kiro: [whispering very enticingly] Focus on work--

His ambiguous whispers brushed past my ears along with his warm breath, leaving behind palpitations that made one feel restless.

But before I looked back, he pulled away, just like that unintentional move on the red carpet.

Kiro: Your voice is breaking here. Did you forget the way I taught you to speak so quickly?

Every time I made a small mistake, I would receive a little “reminder” from him. Either he would gently tug at my earlobe, or guide our bodies to be “close-fitted”.

But every single time, it was like a dragonfly skimming the water’s surface, leaving at a touch. It made one feel agitated, but helpless to do anything about it.

Finally, when he leaned over again and tried to ‘add fuel to the fire’, I squeezed his hand.

MC: Kiro, are you playing these tricks on purpose?

He tilted his head and leaned closer until our noses brushed. A pair of innocent eyes gazed at me deeply.

Kiro: Wasn’t it MC who broke the agreement by “tricking” me first?

Kiro: Obviously you said that you would refuse to contact me, and that meeting me would not affect my state, but it turned out to be the opposite.

He sighed softly, his voice slightly hoarse.

Kiro: Shouldn’t you be responsible for me?

MC: I... didn’t really go back on my word...

I opened my mouth, but when I recalled the little tricks I played under the intoxication, I felt a little guilty.

Kiro: Didn’t go back? You kept staring at me at the reception hall, and then stuck to me after drinking too much. Even when I was giving a speech on stage...

MC: Wait, I didn’t do anything while you gave your speech.

Kiro: You’d occasionally wander off to check your phone while others were giving their speeches. But as soon as I came on stage, you kept watching... I was so nervous that I forgot half my sentences. 

I was stunned for a moment and blinked belatedly.

MC: Don’t you know that I’m looking at you because you’re always looking at me?

He didn’t answer. His eyes seemed to contain thousands of unspeakable emotions, gently grasping my heart. 

The longing that had accumulated for a long time, engulfed me once again.

MC: Sorry, although we had an agreement, but I... really miss you.

MC: Can I give you a hug to recharge? Just for a moment...

Before I could finish speaking, a firm hug filled my arms, as if I had been waiting for a long time.

He cherishingly and tenderly kissed my eyebrows, again and again, and we indulged in each other’s temperatures without reservation.

I don’t know long it took before I reluctantly patted his back, but he only hugged me even tighter.

MC: ...What are you going to do about tomorrow’s shoot?

Kiro: It doesn’t matter... In order not to mess up, I’ve found a few tricks.

MC: Tricks?

Kiro: The method you proposed this time was very helpful, and my mistakes reduced immediately. 

Kiro: Although Director Yan felt that I was qualified, when I was researching this role, I felt a little distance from him.

He relaxed his shoulders and rested his chin on my shoulder. A voice that was deeper than usual lingered in my ears.

Kiro: Even if I know what he’s thinking, or how he’s acting... I can be cold and heartless, but I can’t be him. I thought for a long time and finally found the reason why.

MC: What is it?

He turned his head slightly and rubbed my face lightly with his fingertips. His eyes were filled with tenderness and love. 

I couldn’t help but breathe lightly, for fear of breaking the warmth of this moment.

Kiro: Because I met a very important person. She kept me away from loneliness, let me know the heartbeats of missing someone, and let me find my own destination.

He took my hand and placed it gently on his chest. The hot and powerful heartbeat under my hand, passed though my palm and merged with my pulse.

Kiro: She gave me irreplaceable warmth, and made me no longer remember what it was like to be alone.

Kiro: I can only try to image what it would be like to completely remove “Kiro” from my body, so that I wouldn’t feel love at all.

Kiro: That way, I can become him.

His tone was casual, but I couldn’t even imagine how hard it would be to completely strip yourself away. I pictured him forcing himself in a room, tossing and turning to adjust his state in order to be perfect.

There was a soreness in my heart. I stretched out my hand to trace his eyebrows and eyes, seeing that he hid that obscure tiredness without leaving a trace, and gently held my hand to the corner of his lips.

Kiro: So don’t worry, I’ll do fine tomorrow.

His determined voice sounded like some kind of appeasement, but also like a cryptic request. I let go of all considerations and hugged him again, but at the same time, a question suddenly floated in my mind--

MC: In other words, even without our agreement, you had found your own way.

MC: Then why did you keep your distance from me during the award ceremony?

Kiro: Because I wanted to try and see if I could still find that state while you were in front of me--

Kiro: But from the moment you came into my field of vision, I knew it was a failure.

Kiro: My body kept telling me that this was the person I loved the most. It had this uncontrollable desire to get close to you and embrace you.

Kiro: ...I wanted to declare my sovereignty over you in front of everyone.

Kiro: MC, tell me, why am I like this?

His slightly raised eyebrows were seductive, as if he was luring his prey into his territory little by little.

It was a no-brainer answer, but for some reason, I wanted to hear him say it myself.

MC: [blushing] Why?

Kiro: Because Kiro loves you.

Kiro: Because I love you, I can’t hide my love for you.

In his deep gaze, there was a secret emotion, akin to a sea of stars.

Kiro: It’s hard to pretend I don’t love you, even when I can’t see you.

Kiro: I can only keep hinting that I’m only temporarily saying goodbye to “Kiro”, and soon, I’ll be able to see my MC again.

The warm lights outlined his soft contours. Our overlapping breaths slowly drew closer, and his low end voice was a tad bit alluring.

As he wished, I got a little closer.

MC: See her for what reason?

Kiro: To let her know, of course-- how much I miss her.

Being grabbed by my wrist and lightly pulled, I was caught off guard and fell forward, falling into his long-awaited embrace.

Once the “prey” was ensnared, he lightly chuckled, and a fleeting kiss fell on the side of my neck. His scorching breath made me tremble uncontrollably.

But he seemed to have found something interesting, and slowly licked downwards, until he reached my collarbone.

The subtle probing but not in-depth teasing made the fire in my heart grow more and more intense. I pried away the headphones that were in the way from around his neck, and kissed him deeply.

But the tip of his tongue lazily chased after me, goading me to go deeper.

His fingers caressed the skin around my waist, the numbness spreading to every corner of my body, making my heart tremble at the same time.

The fiery and passionate kiss, with sweet comfort, slowly tempted me to give him everything.

More delightful than the sweetest sugar, more intoxicating than the mellowest wine.

I was like a drowning person, desperately trying to draw strength and oxygen from him.

As if aware of my response and desire, he melted a deep smile between his lips and teeth, his fingertips dancing along my spine, little by little.

Turns out that we were both the same; irresistibly addicted to each other.

Unable to stop.

It was the simultaneous longing of the body and soul, the irresistible attraction, and the emotion that was several times more intense than simple liking.

Like the softest and most fragrant thorns, one could not escape it, but was willing to sink into it.

During our interlaced panting, I saw my blurred self in his eyes.

Kiro: [gasping] I love you, MC.

Kiro: I’ve been in love with you since a long, long time ago.

As he said that, he kissed me, letting me feel the entirety of his confession with the most direct actions.

I don’t know who touched the control panel, but a soft and ambiguous melody slowly flowed out, blending with our chaotic heartbeats and breathing, into a beautiful movement.

MC: I’ll love you forever too, Kiro.