KPOP meets Movies: Mr. & Mrs. Smith, 2005
Their eyes met, just like it did years ago. It was there, love. It was concealed within the disgusted glares, bruised egos and inevitable twist of fate. And as he drowned in his mental prose, Bang Yongguk realized just that. This was fate. With a heave of sigh, he drops his gun and puts his hands behind his head. “You want it? It’s yours.” And just like that he dug his grave.
Men who live by guns, die with them.
True to those words, tonight, he just might.
It all depends on his wife, Jeon Hyosung. Holly Jeon. Or whoever she really was. Her frustrated “Don’t.” gave him a bit of relief. He saw a hint of hesitation in her eyes earlier, some part of him still trusted her regardless of her background. But she was as good a spy as he was, he wouldn’t really know if any of this was real. “Come on, come on!” She spat, tears welled up in her eye.
Right there and then he knew, all of it, from the moment they met to this day, was.