CYPHER WORLD TOUR 2020
Choi June has had her string of bad luck. Shitty boyfriends, shitty clients, shittier life. When a desperate opportunity to become a makeup artist for the biggest rock band in the world arises, she feels like her bad luck is f...
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Min Yoongi
It didn't take long for the guys to find us under that pier, given the glasses had a tracker in it. It was hard to get the addictive feeling of June's tongue off of mine. The moment they showed up was the moment we stopped making out, and I never knew how much I liked kissing, but I somehow hated the loss of contact.
Seriously. Wasn't I just talking about how much I hated kissing?
On the ride home, Namjoon demanded for answers from the two of us. June sat back while I explained that we had messed around on Saturday and nothing more. I knew June was wondering long and hard about why Namjoon disapproved of us so much. I never told them what happened under the pier, just an hour before the lecture, so June didn't either.
"You of everyone should know how stupid this is," is what Namjoon had said to me. June didn't get it, but everyone else in the vehicle did. She was often left in the dark when it came to Cypher's personal secrets, but once I'm ready, I'll tell her everything she needs to know about me.
"I got it under control," I had replied. There was not much confidence in my reassurance, but I hope no one caught that.
"You better." And that was it. The rest of the ride home was silent.
The next day, we packed our shit and flew to Dallas before The Asahi could figure out we had successfully stolen Oceania and dropped it off at our Los Angeles warehouse for Milo to get his hands on it.
When we landed, we drove to the hotel in black vans. I stood in the lobby as the crew checked into their rooms, while Manny managed to get us our penthouse.
My eyes were glued to the thousands of fans bombarding the hotel grounds, not being allowed into the building but definitely looking through the windows for their idols. There were signs telling Jimin he was their baby daddy, signs with their numbers written on them, posters with our faces. Girls of all ages, some boys too. I scrunch my nose up when a woman lifts her shirt and presses her tits against the glass for us to see.
I can hear Hoseok and Taehyung talking about it behind me, making annoying 'ooo' sounds and questioning if she'd come to the party they were throwing in the penthouse tonight.
I fight the urge to reassure them that she'd definitely come if she was able to do that in front of Cypher's crew and a couple of innocent hotel staff.
It's scary that I wasn't immediately drooling over a pair of tits. The only tits I wanna see are June's and that's a little concerning on my part.
A week ago, I was beating myself up for liking her. Now, I'm beating my dick and imagining it's her hand instead.
