A Dream and A Bonus || BANGCHAN

37. "Are you sure?"

"I told Vic to pack for a date. That's all. So I don't know what she gave, but I am excited to see. I'll be in Binnies room while you can use mine." He whispered as we walked slowly. The blindfold was gently pulled off, and when I opened my eyes, I scanned his room. It was clean, other than a few things here and there. Nodding at him, he dropped the bag on his bed and closed the door.

With shaky hands, I opened the bag and gasped. All I saw was lace. I didn't even own any lace outfits? Pulling it out, I frowned as my eyes widened. It wasn't outfits. It was underwear. Sexy, lacy underwear that I have no idea where she got it from, as the sexiest underwear I owned was a bright red thong. So where did she get this? Quickly getting my phone, I called her.

"What the fuck did you pack for me?" I seethed as I went through it all.

"It's my gift to you. I don't know what he plans or what might happen, if anything will happen since you don't tell us those things, so I just decided sexy was the way to go. Have fun." She sang out before hanging up. What might happen... Was I ready for what might happen soon? Was he expecting it tonight? Was that why he's doing this? Did I mind? I mean, I do want to, just I was scared he'd think I'm not good and would leave me.

A soft knock came through, and I jumped back. Quickly shoving everything back in in case he walked in, I turned to face the door.

"Yeah?" I called out and held my breath to calm my racing heart.

"Take your time, hey. But don't come out. Call me first."

"Okay." I said and heard his footsteps slowly fade as he walked away. Throwing everything out, I picked out a pair of black lacy underwear. The whole thing was complete lace and see through, not one inch of other material. The bra was strapless, and since I wasn't small in this area, it spilled out. The dress she put in was kind of similar to the one I wore for the music video.

It was baby blue and backless. So I decided not to wear the bra. Tying the straps around my neck, it sat loosely around my thighs and reached just above my knees. I tied my hair up in a neat bun and left my studs in. The only jewelry I wore was my B necklace I got for BLOSSOM after we started gaining more followers. There weren't any shoes, so I just stood barefoot, and the only makeup I did was a simple gloss.

Knocking on the door, I waited for him to come. When the door opened, I stopped breathing at how beautiful he looked. His hair was hanging straight over his forehead, styled with gel to split in the middle. He wore a loose black shirt that he left the top two buttons untied, and he wore dark blue jeans with it. He too wore no shoes, and it made me smile.

"Wow. You are exquisite. Utterly beautiful." He whispered, and my eyes shot up to him, locking on his stare. "Flawless." He smiled when a blsuh rose up my face.

"Thank you. You look so handsome." I whispered, not knowing what else to say as my brain blanked out at his intense stare.

"You ready?" He asked, reaching his hand out, palm up for me to take. Nodding, I took his hand, and he led me out. Gasping at the sight, I froze.

The lights were all off, as candles were the only source of light. The little table in the center had different sorts of food, a bottle of champagne, and two glasses. There were roses spread all around the table, as well as two in a small vase on the table.

"Chris, this is beautiful." I breathed out in shock as I took it all in. He squeezed my hand before pulling me forward, and we sat down.

He poured us a glass, and we cheered to us and to our future. Cringing at the taste, I laughed when I saw he had the same reaction as me.

"I'm not much of a drinker." He laughed, and I nodded, saluting him with the glass.

"Me neither. I drank at Yunjin's home a few days ago, but it wasn't really nice, so I was the most sober of them all. But I do love vodka, though." I winked, and he laughed out. We started eating as we continued on with light conversation. I told him about how nervous I was for the music video to come out because people might judge us. I didn't tell him my only real fear was that I was scared he'd be the one judging me for it.