Beomgyu POV
He walked us to his room while closing my door.
"Y-yeonjun-ssi what are you doing-" I started unknowing of his intentions.
"This"
And with that he threw me on the bed.
I bounced back a little as the bed was like a marshmallow.
I.
LOVE.
MARSHMALLOWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
or anything that are even close to marshmallows.
He started climbing on the marshmallow bed seductively.
"How DARE you climb on the marshmallow seductively it's my child." I said with an unknowingly cute pout on my face.
He knew my obsession with marshmallows even before he made the deal so you can imagine he was probably tired of it in a way.
I got up and jumped about 20 times then got down and hugged the marshmallow without a care in the world.
I felt a tug on my arm.
I hummed.
I was then ferociously turned over onto the marshmallow and pinned to it.
Reality hit me with a slam to the face when he did that.
I looked down in embarrassment and hoped he would forget about that whole...incident.
I felt soft fingers slowly lift up my chin.
I just remembered that I got a haircut yesterday and that my long hair was once again short I was happy about it but now what's gonna hide my hot pink ears?
I could tell he was looking at them.
He held my ear and circled circles on it with his thumb.
"You know I don't know anyone with naturally pink ears and even if I did, I don't think they can get this pink unless..."
He came close his mouth a couple of cm away.
"Are you getting flustered Beomie? because you look flushed as hell" he asked me sounding calm it was soothing.
"It-It's just h-hot in here" I answered in a heartbeat.
"Oh? or are you just denying the fact that I make you nervous?"
I want to push him and run and never look back.
"Y-yes I am"
"Did you just talk back to me?" he said sounding mad.
"N-no I-I was j-just telling you t-that It's not t-rue that yo-u make me flu-stered" I said.
He looked like he could kill me right then and there.
"Really?" he said not sounding very convinced.
I nodded.
He pinched my side earning a squeak from me.
He looked at me in the eye.
"So, your cheeks and ears are naturally a deep crimson pink?"
"Yes?" I answered.
"You don't sound confident saying that."
I accidently rolled my eyes, and a pang of fear struck me.
"I-I didn't m-mean that" I said in a hurry.
I was still looking at his face that was red not because he was flustered or hot or laughing inside, he was mad.
"I think you need a punishment."
I froze.
His punishments are the worst.
He could make me walk around the house naked or worse.
The last punishment he gave me aka today for talking with Huening when he came home was to dress in front of him.
He sat up pulling me with him then got off the bed while still pulling me with him.
He locked the door as I tried to escape once before.
"Strip"
TO BE CONTINUED...
Tis id the second time I have a title named strip hoe interesting anyways I am sorry for not publishing stuff and I am sorry for how short some of these ch. will be I hope you guys like this ch. My life actually sucks but I won't kms bc Bangchan told me not to anyways luv u:)
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