Author's Note: I nearly had a heart attack. I thought I had lost all of my stuff for this story. Luckily it was saved on my Kindle so I just emailed it to myself.

I feel like I have done I so many Boys over Flowers stories, but more keep popping up in my head. My brain has a really bad habit in the fact that it doesn't want to shut up. When I get a name or idea stuck, I have to write it and my go to K-Dramas are BoF and the Heirs. I don't know what else to use!

I'm throwing in the member of GOT7 because they fit in this story. I know who the two main guys are so you don't have to worry. Every member will make an appearance obviously. I have also changed some things but I have left many things the same. Last names and origins have changed but the personality of the guys I have tried to keep the same. There might be a bit of a difference, but since I can't use real people, I had to adjust.

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Jackson Jung sat in traffic and wondered when his life was going to be something other than a Hallyu Star. Not that he minded his job. He got to do what many his age didn't. He got to act in Korean dramas and movies without having an ounce of Korean blood running through his veins.

Adopted by Chinese immigrants, Jackson grew up in Los Angeles, California. He and his little brother BamBam, who had been adopted from Thailand, had grown up on the streets performing for anyone who would watch. Their parents hadn't necessarily agree with their performing in school plays and whatnot, but as long as they had kept their grades up they could.

When Jackson had been sixteen, he had been scouted by a talent agent at one of his plays. He had thought it had been a scam when it had first happened, but the scout had come back twice. On the third time his parents had told him to listen to the woman. So they had invited her to dinner and had listened to what she had to offer.

As soon as he had heard it, Jackson had known he had wanted to go to Korea to at least try. So he had made a deal with his parents. He would go and train in Korea to do whatever he wanted to do. When he landed his first job, he would work through and finish it. Then they would decide what to do afterward.

Somehow BamBam had conned his way into going, and a month later they had been in South Korea. BamBam trained for a shorter time before he debuted. His total training time was four months when he was given the role of a younger brother in a new well known drama. He received role after role after that.

Jackson had taken his time to debut. It hadn't been because he hadn't been offered roles, but he had turned down most of them because he would have been labeled as the foreign exchange student who didn't speak Korean. So he had trained and learned Korean as he had waited.

Now he was glad he had. After a year of training and becoming somewhat fluent in his new language, he was offered a role as a student with a dual identity. By day he was a student and by night he was an agent. Since he had already had a background in martial arts, all he'd had to do was choreograph the fight sequences.

The show had become a hit among teenagers, and Jackson's popularity had skyrocketed. Not only had he been offered more rolls, but he had become best friends with the second male lead. Mark Hwang had played his partner in the show who had taught him how to be an agent. Like Jackson, Mark had grown up in the States and had moved to South Korea after being scouted on the street.

When it had been certain Jackson, Mark, and BamBam were going to do well, their company decided to put them in a house with four other rising stars. They had moved in with four guys who meshed well with their personalities.

Lee Jae Bum, or JB, was the oldest of the four. He was a stage actor with a powerful voice. He also did a lot of work with original soundtracks for the television. Next to him was Yong Jin Young, or Junior. He and their company president shared the same first and middle name so to make it easier they had called him Junior. He worked as a stunt man on some of the bigger movies and television shows.

The last two were another set of brothers. Song Young Jae and Yugyeom were exactly a year and two months apart in age. Much like Jackson and BamBam, the only way Young Jae could have auditioned was if Yugyeom had gone as well. Both brothers had passed the audition and had been pulled into the company. They had been put in the same house as JB and Junior because they had thought the older two would be able to ease them into the life of a star.

When Mark, Jackson, and BamBam had moved in, it had been like a family reunion. Even though they had just met, they had treated the newcomers like they had always been a part of their family. When JB had lost his dad in a house fire he had been trying to extinguish, they had all gone to the funeral to support him. When JB and Junior had graduated high school, they had been there with their families to celebrate with them.

Since they had been the biggest support to each other, Jackson had had the courage to accept a bigger role. When the writers for a new action drama had released the script, he had jumped on it and auditioned for it. He had been up against tough competition. Kim Woo Bin and Lee Min Ho had auditioned so he had thought his chances were slim.

But somehow he had managed to get the role. He had later found out that one of the reasons had been Young Jae and Yugyeom's cousin had requested him. The other reason had been the lead actress was Chinese and barely spoke Korean. Since Jackson had spoken a mixture of Mandarin and Cantonese at home with his parents, he could easily converse with her.

And that was why he was currently in his car. He was on his way to meet his costar for a table read. He had agreed to help translate the script into Mandarin so the woman could read it. The writers had agreed to work with him slowly so the production had been pushed back a bit.

"Have you met her?" Mark asked.

Jackson shook his head. "No. I haven't even heard of her. Why did they hire a woman who can't speak Korean though?"

"It seems she was a popular action star in China and her company wanted her to branch out into Korea. From what I heard around the company, she's very shy but extremely sweet. The director says she has never said a bad word about anyone."

The thought of a decent star made Jackson feel a lot better. Some of the actresses he knew were very demanding and wanted things a certain way. If this woman was content with what she had, he had a feeling he was going to enjoy working with her.

The car pulled up to the company and the two filed out. It wasn't unusual for Jackson and Mark to show up together anymore. They were officially best friends and did everything together. Mark was in a supporting role so he was supposed to be there so it made sense for them to come together.

They were in the lobby talking to one of their friends when there was a huge commotion at the door. Flashes were going off like crazy as people wandered in. The security guard stopped the press from coming in as the group stopped in front of the potted plant. One of the men asked the woman with them was all right. She looked troubled as she answered in what was clearly Mandarin.

They were called in for their table read. Jackson was told to sit beside the woman. He looked at Mark as the other man sat across from him. They made a face at each other as the director sat down.

"All right. Most everyone knows each other, but there is one person who doesn't know anyone. This is Renner Wu. You will not only recognize her face from the movie " Shanghai Baby" but her twin sister is Renley Wu, the model for Marie Claire. She would like to be called Ren and barely speaks Korean. It's going to take some time to get through the readings, but Song Woo Bin says she's one of the smartest actresses he's ever met," he explained.

Well that made sense. Song Woo Bin had helped this company finance the Chinese branch that Ren had been sighed with for years. He was Young Jae and Yugyeom's cousin that paid for the house the seven shared and helped bring Chinese actors and actresses to Korean for cultural exchanges.

Jackson looked over and smiled at Ren. She smiled back and looked at the Chinese version of the script. He read over her shoulder them spoke.

"Is your Korean nonexistent or do you understand some things?" he asked in Mandarin.

He tried not to laugh as she turned sharply to him. "You speak Mandarin?" she asked.

He nodded. "I was born in China but raised in America. We spoke Mandarin in my house. Do you need any help?"

She shook her head. "No. Once I hear it I'll be able to repeat and remember it."

Jackson glanced at Mark. The other man was trying unsuccessfully to hide a snicker. Even the actresses of this company tried to get Jackson to notice them. He wasn't stupid. He knew they only wanted to be near him because he could boost their popularity. But here was this young woman who had her own popularity that probably outweighed his.

"Miss Ren," the director said. She looked up at him when he said her name. "I noticed you have some color in your hair. Will you consider dying it back?"

Ren leaned over as her manager translated then shook her head. Clear as day, she said, "No."

Jackson snorted as he tried not to laugh. She was quiet but kind of sassy. He liked it because she was giving their boss a hard time already and they hadn't even started filming.

They started the table read. The translator spoke the lines in Korean to which Ren repeated verbatim. Jackson changed the language of the writing to Chinese so she could understand how he read it and she said it in Korean so she would know how it should be said. Mark chimed in, in Chinese when it was his turn. Though he was of Taiwanese decent, he spoke Mandarin very well.

After a while the director and writers just gave up on trying to get the three actors to speak in Korean. They let the two men who could speak in Mandarin do so because the lead actress started to relax. She started to open up to the best friends' goofy retorts. They were so totally engrossed in their roles, the staff could see the chemistry between them.

When the table read was over, Ren leaned against the table and became quiet again. Jackson realized it was her personality. While acting like someone else, she was alive and vivacious, but take her out of character and she was completely docile. He didn't know if it was because she was in a country with a language she didn't speak or because she was just quiet.

The director dismissed them. Ren followed her manager and translator from the room, her face buried in the script. Mark rounded the table and smacked Jackson in the shoulder, urging him to follow them. Not having to be told twice, the two did so.

"Ren!" he called. She turned to look at him, open look on her face. She tilted her head when they walked up. "Do you have any plans for lunch?" She shook her head, obviously not planning to answer with the obvious. Why? "Would you like to join us?"

Ren looked out the window at the gathered press. She had done well coming in avoiding them but if she left with these two, it was going to be on the front page of the entertainment section. It was usually her sister who had all the scandals with the guys she worked with. She was known as the good twin who didn't get into trouble. If she stepped outside with these two, that would all change.

She looked back at the two of them and shook her head. "No thank you. I don't want to deal with any of that."

Jackson looked over her shoulder and out the window. He winced slightly then looked back down at her. "You don't have to worry about them. We have a way to get in and out so the fangirls don't catch us. But if you don't want to go you don't have to."

"It's easier to work in an unfamiliar country when you have people you can rely on," Mark said. She looked at him, and he smiled in a friendly manner. "Jackson and I are both foreigners as well so we understand the process of finding people that you can trust who won't take advantage of you. You can trust us."

Ren looked at her translator and manager. They had all lived together since she had started at the Chinese branch of the company. The two had been the only two she had been able to rely on. Wang Yixuan and Sun Tao, her translator and manager respectively, had given up a lot to travel with her.

They shrugged and nodded. "As long as you're safe and okay with being with them, we don't really mind," Tao said. "Just call us when you're ready to come home."

Yixuan agreed but he looked at the guys. "Don't you dare think you can do anything untoward with her. She's not the only one with multiple black belts in Judo and a black belt in Shaolin Kung Fu."

Jackson inclined his head out of respect. "We won't do anything to her."

"Our housemates would get really upset," Mark added. He held out his hand. "We'll make sure you get home safely and without issue. Do you trust me?"

Ren tilted her head slightly then carefully put her hand in Mark's. He turned and followed Jackson to another door that led to a set of stairs. They quickly descended the stairs and came out at the parking garage. Mark had driven the day before but hadn't wanted to drive home after a long night of training. Jackson allowed Ren to sit up front as he climbed in the back.

"Where are we going?" she asked as Mark pulled out of his parking spot.

"The safest place we know is our house."