The Future Bride [EXO's Sehun]

Chapter 4 : Restrictions

"Bom! Wait!"

Bom turned around, "Are you kidding me? This is front page news!"

"Let me explain!" I yelled.

"It's not what it looked like," Sehun pleaded.

"Really?" Bom gave us a condescending look, "Then explain."

"I - We were...," I began hesistantly. What do I say?

"Omo, I know you guys were about to kiss. I'm not blind," Bom said placidly.

"NO!" Sehun and I cried.

"But what surprises me is," Bom continued, pretending not to have heard us, "Is that Sehun turned into such a playboy. YunJi will be heartbroken. You really shouldn't have. You could have -"

She launched into a long motherly lecture about how important trust and loyalty was, in a relationship. Before she could go on for hours, Sehun interrupted her with a quick, "YunJi and I broke up."

"Chincha?" Bom's eyes widened, "Wah, so many love lines are going on here."

"You broke up with YunJi?" I looked at Sehun incredously. He gave me a look that clearly said, No I didn't but play along for now.

"So, you two are dating now," Bom assessed. It wasn't a question. She was stating the obvious.

"Yeah...," I said slowly. Did I have any other way out?

"But unnie, please don't tell anybody about this," I begged, "You know all new artists have a dating ban for the first few years."

"Yes, yes, I get it," Bom nodded enthusiastically, "Hehe, I'm so excited for you guys!"

"Yeah, me too," Sehun said, casting me an angry look. It wasn't even my fault!

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Dear Cookie,

What is this cruel fate?
But atleast Unnie promised not to tell anyone about it, or else we all would've been dead.
Oh Cookie, you'll never guess what happened today! It's 3AM right now but I'm too excited to sleep.
I left the SM Building at 2AM. As usual, Sehun was standing there to drop me home. But he had such a sour look on his face, like it was all against his will. Still, I had no choice. I was about to get into the car when another red BMW came to a stop right infront of us.
And guess who stepped out? Kris!
"Need a ride?" He asked, rolling down the window. He's so cool, isn't he?
But Sehun glared and said, "She already has a ride."
"You're going to scare her with that look on your face," Kris laughed, "Minah?" He held the door open for me.
"Minah, you're supposed to go home with me," Sehun said. I guess he was scared of what the CEO would say if he found out Sehun wasn't doing his duty.
"Uh, I've bothered you a lot today. I'll go with oppa. You go home and get some rest," I told Sehun. But ofcourse it was only an excuse to go with Kris. Can you blame a girl for dreaming?
And so I got in and we drove away while Sehun looked like might explode any moment.
I sank into the leather seats and took in the faint lemony perfume Kris had on him.
"You really shouldn't be going home with that guy. He isn't trustable," Kris shook his head lightly. The streets were empty so we were zooming ahead at full speed. I rolled down the window and opened my hair, feeling the wind against my face.
"I know," I said, "But I don't have any other way of returning home."
"I can drop you off," Kris offered.
"Everyday?" I joked.
"Everyday," he said sincerely. It was a shock that the playboy was actualy offering to drop me off. And I was very very happy to say the least :3
"You like the wind?" He asked, giving me a side glance.
"I love it," I replied, closing my eyes. "It makes me feel so free. I'm really envious of it."
"Of the wind?" Kris asked.
"Uh huh," I nodded, still keeping my eyes closed, "It's free to go wherever it wants, whenever it wants. I want freedom too."
Suddenly a pleasantly cool blast of wind hit my face. My eyes flew open and I saw Kris had lowered the cover of his convertible so that it was open.
"You asked for it," He smirked. Ah. He did that for me.
We rushed through the streets and I ended up standing as I screamed and hollered into the night while Kris simply smiled by my side.
"I'll get off here," I said when our time came to an end. Why? WHY?!
"Tomorrow as well?" He asked.
"Okay," I smiled.
"It's a date," he winked and drove away into the night leaving with a hammering heart.
Maybe this is what...they call love?
How am I to know, Cookie? I've never been in love! I didn't feel any butterflies, or an electric shock but maybe.. just maybe this could blossom into something more?
I hope so!
Love,
Minah :*