Just feel the rock🎶
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Okay, moving on…
LALALA (STRAY KIDS EVERYWHERE ALL AROUND THE WORLD)
OKAY sorry😁
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The morning came and I've never felt so well rested before. I was a happy cloud, the only thing left was to literally float like one. I looked next to me and found the space empty. Oh well, I'll just go look for him. I happily skipped to the kitchen, well aware of my messy bed hair and that big t-shirt. I couldn't care less, besides I needed him to get me a toothbrush.
“Sannn! San-ah? Sannie boy—”
I stopped screaming when I saw both Sooyoung and San staring at me, with coffee mugs in front of them. Now I had two people who looked like one person staring at me. Do these two know each other that way? I'm gonna murder San for hiding this from me.
“Aww San. He's adorable, you should bring him around more often. He even calls you Sannie boy.”
“Which I didn't permit. He's anything but adorable, don't be fooled.”
“Stop being grumpy pants. Wooyoungie come sit down with us.”
I thought they forgot I was there by the way they were conversing as though I wasn't in the room, a few meters away from them. I went towards them and pulled a chair next to San when he pulled me into his lap, with a straight face. Both Sooyoung and I were shocked, me mostly. Sooyoung recovered pretty quickly while I was an uncontrollable blushing mess
“Oh brother, nobody will steal him from you. I see you haven't changed your possessive habits.”
Sooyoung said smugly and San scoffed, rolling his eyes. She looked like she had a lot to say but held back while looking at us. San made sure that I wasn't going anywhere and I actually gave up trying to escape. Wait a damn minute…
“Brother? Are you guys actually siblings? Like same mama and papa?”
“Yes, did he not tell you? Are you ashamed of me San-ah?”
“You know I have my reasons.” San gritted out.
“That doesn't excuse you lying, hyung! You don't want me to lie but you can? You're such a hypocrite.” I huffed, annoyed.
“Watch it you brat, I was gonna tell you. When the time comes and you better not tell anyone okay?”
“Mhhh.”
“Promise me Wooyoung.”
“I won't, I promise.”
I sincerely said because I realized just how serious this matter was to him. I know he didn't like me questioning him, he will tell me when he's ready.
“Oh poor Wooyoungie is stuck with the horrible sibling. Just know you're more than welcome to join me and my wife if he gets too difficult for you.”
Sooyoung winked at me, sipping on her coffee. I looked back at San and he looked like he was plotting her murder in the cruelest way.
“Don't you have a wife and a job to get back to?”
“Oh shit,I have a meeting to get to. See ya baby brother. Wooyoung call me.”
I laughed at the face San made when Sooyoung kissed his cheek and rushingly gathered her belongings and left cursing.
“Stop laughing and eat so I can take you home. I don't want that kid on my ass.”
I was tempted to say ‘ the only kid here is you’ but I decided that Sooyoung had annoyed him enough for the day. We ate peacefully with small talk in between until he drove me home. He stopped in front of our gate and looked at me like he was expecting something, from me specifically.
“What?” I asked after a while of silence.
“Nothing.” He looked away.
“Okay then,bye.”
I turned to open the door but it was locked. I turned again to ask him to open the door when he pulled my head and slammed his lips onto mine. I moaned into the kiss, surprised and let him do whatever he wanted. He pulled away and unlocked the car, motioning for me to go out. I was still stunned, processing everything. I mean he could have asked for a kiss? I exited the car without a word.
“Come to your classes on Monday and stay away from Chan.”
With that, he sped off. Does he have DCD( Dissociative Controlling Disorder)— which I totally just made up, or did I?? I don't know but the man is not okay, at all. I got inside and and went straight to my room to inform Yeosang of my safe arrival and went straight to bed.
The next weeks were the best weeks of my life. San and I spent most of the time together. He took me on dates and pampered me so much. We went to amusement parks, museums, fashion shows and whatever entertainment you could think of. He was so good to me and of course still fucked me dumb, literally. Even though we were not official, I enjoyed the attention and importance he gave to me. Yeosang still insisted that it was not right but I convinced him, like I always do, that everything will be fine. Right now we were at his secret spot, well ours now. It was an area surrounded by trees, as though to keep it a secret from prying eyes. Around it grew beautiful lillies that enchanted you with their beauty. It was perfect, shaded and very private and not so far from my home.
“Do you have anywhere you're dying to go? Like your dream destination? I wanna go to Paris. Have a date under the Eiffel Tower, go to the grand fashion shows, much on every dessert they have and — oh hyung there's this bridge—”
I was suddenly cut off with a kiss. He does that, a lot and I've somehow come to terms with it. I even love it.
“Let me guess what you'll say? ‘It's okay to breathe baby doll’.” I mocked him and tried to copy his expression everytime he says it and giggled at my silliness.
“I think you've had enough wine for today. I don't want your father to kill me, in case your mother isn't there.”
I laughed at memory of that day. San had parked infront of my house and I wanted to be ‘adventurous’. So I pulled him into the backseat of his car and we made out until our jaws ached. Initially I wanted more than that but San objected, rightfully so because my father furiously pulled at the door while Appa tried to calm down. Apparently the windows were pulled down and we were putting on a show for the whole family. Let's just say the rest is history and it's safe to say that my lovely father doesn't like San, including Jongho.
He took the glass away from me and started packing up the containers of the food we brought with us. It was a cute set up, sort of a picnic.
“You're no fun.” I pouted, sulking because it was still early and he's gonna leave. I hated separating from him the most.
“I'm sorry princess, I have a lot to do with little time.” He pecked me and held a hand out to help me get up from the floor so he can fold the blanket. I still blushed at the nickname even after all this time. We got into the car and drove home. We arrived at home way sooner than I wanted so I tried to stall leaving his car.
“Hyung? Let's say I get kidnapped and then they demand ransom—”
“Wooyoung baby we've been over this. This strategy won't work. Leave so I can still be alive.”
I looked at where he was looking and there he was….my father. Grumpy as ever, not happy at all, glaring daggers at San.
“I'll see you on Monday, okay baby?”
“Okay daddy.”
With that I happily skipped to the door, wishing for the next day to end sooner than later.
Only if I knew.
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Munchkins, if a man don't make his intentions clear? What are you doing with him? If ya'll ain't official he ain't yours baby, don't be a dummy like Wooyoungie. Trust me, it's for the best ❤️💅
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