Unusual Jack Behavior

As the roadshow entourage stopped at a broth stall for breakfast, Blake couldn't contain his excitement and started talking non-stop about his favorite Korean female idol. The delicious chicken broth in front of him slowly turned cold as he went on and on.

The rest of the group listened intently to Blake's passionate tales, but Jack seemed disinterested.

His irritation from last night's dream made him narrow his eyes, unsure of how to put an end to Blake's unstoppable chatter.

"Blake," Jack called out.

"Yess?"

As Blake turned around, he was taken aback when Jack forcefully spoon-fed him rice and broth.

"Come on, eat up, you noisy brat!" Jack said with a smirk.

Blake's face flushed with embarrassment, frustration, and anger at Jack's actions. He wanted to retort, but he was left speechless.

The others watched in surprise as Jack's behavior towards Blake became increasingly bold and "unusual."

Jack noticed Blake's annoyed expression, as if silently expressing that he didn't want to eat.

"Eat up, or do you want me to feed you, huh?" Jack playfully teased Blake.

Blake grunted in annoyance, still not accepting Jack's actions, while the others held their breath, fearing a potential showdown between the two leading stars, both with an equal number of fans. The situation could easily go viral if left unchecked.

However, Mrs. Mila simply smiled, unfazed by the antics of these two young stars. She had grown accustomed to their playful banter.

On the other hand, Mrs. Mila understood the meaning behind Jack's teasing, which is why she decided to stay quiet and let them handle their own dynamics.

Growing up in the entertainment industry, Blake seldom had friends his age. He preferred to keep a certain distance from others, worried that they might be seeking to take advantage of his fame or flatter him for their own gain.

Consequently, Blake built walls around himself and decided to study abroad, seeking a break from the fame and pressures of his career.

Thus, Jack's presence felt like a breath of fresh air to Ms. Mila, as he held the same level of fame and popularity as the two young men. It turned out that they made a compatible duo.

As time went on, Jack proved himself capable of keeping up with Blake's energy and charisma. Moreover, Blake noticed Jack's genuine sincerity towards not only him but also everyone around him.

Jack was a genuinely kind person, a stark contrast to what Blake had initially expected during their first encounter.

As Blake's manager, Mrs. Mila not only respected Jack but also admired the strong bond between the two young stars.

Their friendship gave her hope that Blake would finally find the companionship and support he had been missing in his life.

Witnessing how Jack cared for Blake and the genuine connection they shared, Mrs. Mila felt reassured that Blake had found a true friend and confidant in Jack.

She believed that this friendship would not only benefit Blake personally but also professionally, as their chemistry on and off the screen was undeniable.

Mrs. Mila knew that being in the entertainment industry at such a young age could be challenging and isolating.

But with Jack by his side, Blake had someone who understood him, someone who could relate to the pressures and demands of the industry.

She hoped that this newfound friendship would bring out the best in both of them and help them grow not only as actors but also as individuals.

"Eat, or do you want me to feed you by my mout—"

Blake couldn't help but react instinctively, placing his hand over Jack's mouth in response to his challenge.

His annoyance transformed into a light-hearted jab, teasingly acknowledging Jack's attempt to feed him.

"Fine, fine, I'll eat, you chatterbox!" Blake finally removed his hand from Jack's mouth.

Jack could only smile and gently pat his chest, resisting the urge to pinch those adorable, chubby cheeks of Blake's.

The memory of the peculiar dream from the previous night lingered in his mind, causing him to turn his face away, pretending to be unaffected, concealing the evident blush that had spread across his cheeks from everyone's view.

Meanwhile, next to him, Blake had already lowered his head, hastily finishing his soto to escape the curious glances directed at the two of them.

He felt a mixture of embarrassment and awkwardness, not wanting to draw any more attention to their unusual interaction.

***

"Eat, or do you want me to feed you by my mout—"

"Ugh, so annoying," Blake muttered to himself, reminiscing about his conversation with Jack just now.

He held a white t-shirt with the title of the movie "Four Coma" and a picture of himself and Jack as the two main characters.

He wanted to punch Jack's face as hard as he punched this defenseless t-shirt. The shirt fell to the floor, and he quickly picked it up before it got any dirtier.

The other crew members were busy preparing this and that. They were briefing some of the actors about the event's flow.

From afar, Jack seemed to be attentively listening to the briefing. At least he had taken responsibility after returning from his vacation.

He had truly been trying to make up for his mistake. Blake sighed and felt guilty for even considering smashing Jack's face into the wall.

As the roadshow's preparations continued, the crew members bustled around, ensuring everything was set for the event.

Blake watched them as they diligently worked, appreciating their dedication. However, his mind kept drifting back to the incident with Jack earlier.

Blake knew he shouldn't have let his anger get the best of him. He was usually composed and level-headed, but Jack had a way of getting under his skin.

They had always teased and bantered with each other, but today, it felt different. Jack's teasing had touched a nerve, and Blake found himself on the verge of losing his temper.

He couldn't believe he had even thought about resorting to violence. The idea of smashing Jack's face into the wall now seemed absurd and utterly unlike him.

Guilt washed over him as he realized how close he came to crossing a line he swore he would never cross.