Winter Hearts

Awkward Gets Awkward with Dad

Mikhalis continued.

"I saw how they were around you. They're in a private place away from their world, they're very sure of themselves because they are successful and talented and good-looking, and here you are, the flower in their midst. Instead of keeping their distance, they were practically all over you. I was a boy once. I know what's going on in their heads."

"DAD!" Siana practically shrieked. Aah, it was so awkward hearing this come from him! She started babbling, anything to prevent him from saying anything else.

"Please, let's not talk about it anymore! Just please believe that I will alright and I won't lose my head around them, okay? Besides this I have other things to do, like the classes and seeing Panos and the boys, and mum's things... So, can we, can we just not?!"

Siana left the room like a bullet, stopping only to pick up her bags and throw her jacket over her arm.

She heard him call out after her, "Hyenas. They're hyenas!" before laughing out loud. He was obviously tickled by her reaction.

She tugged open the door and found herself staring at N, Hyuk and Ken who were waiting by the little lift opposite. They were watching her, as if waiting for her grand entrance. She quickly stepped out and closed the door tight behind her.

She nodded politely with a grimace for a smile, moving to take the stairs. The lift arrived, and N beckoned for her to get in. She smiled, feeling harrassed by all the politeness, shaking her head and speeding up to get to the stairs. Ken stepped out and grabbed her hands, lifting the bags out of them so that he could carry them for her. He told N and Hyuk to get in and that he would walk her up since his flat was on her floor too. They waved and went in.

Filled with dread, she walked up the stairs, knowing that Ken would have a glorious view of her jeans-clad backside as she walked up. She wished she had worn her sweatpants, or her old overalls. Better still, she wished she had put on her jacket before leaving the apartment, but she was in such haste to leave her dad...

She heard Ken follow, keeping up easily with the pace she set as she tried to get up the stairs as quickly as possible. He was probably going slowly, three or four steps at a time with those long lanky legs- AAAGH she had to stop thinking about details like that.

She stopped at the first floor and tried to take back her bags. After all, she couldn't really expect guests to carry her stuff up for her, right?

Ken stopped too, barely out of breath, and looked down at her amusedly as he shook his head. He was making it clear he liked the view. She looked up at him, disturbed that he was standing so close. She had always thought he looked like a person who needed glasses, which she knew he did.  Although he didn't wear them anymore except for fashion, he had never lost that expression that people with poor eyesight had. It was a look like they were really concentrating, trying to focus, looking deeply into your eyes, so they could see you better.

And now in that tiny little moment when they stopped, he was looking down at her as if she was the loveliest thing he had ever seen, and he was smiling that eye smile, and not letting go of her bags. Why did he have to stand so close? People didn't normally do that. She wondered if there was any truth in what her dad had said. That maybe Ken was laying on the charm because he was used to doing it.

Or... he truly was interested in her - a thought which scared the shit out of her.

She could feel herself holding her breath, so she stepped back and breathed deep. Smiling awkwardly, she turned and continued up the stairs.

Although the other two were in the lift, she and Ken were keeping pace, and they could see the light illuminating the interior of the cab as she passed it on the way up. She wanted to run the rest of the way up, because this genteel walking up in silence while Ken from Vixx stared at her ass was really uncomfortable for her.

As if he had read her thoughts, Ken suddenly sped up. She heard him approaching fast and looked back in alarm. He had a mischievous look in his eyes, and he was biting his lower lip as he tried to push past her.

Naturally, Siana's competitive side flared up and she sidestepped him and athletically took the stairs three at a time. She had the advantage of having her hands free, so she pulled on the banisters to help gain momentum. She giggled maniacally as he protested loudly in Korean, but he was keeping up rather well. At the last bend, she sprinted up in a runner's stance, using all her thigh and butt muscles to bounce up the stairs gracefully.

Happy to win, she turned with a pleased smile on her face, to see Ken's naughty expression had turned into something more... predatory.

For a split moment she saw he was watching how she moved, but he instantly schooled his expression back to mischievous and brought his gaze back up to hers. He stepped up to the landing and went to stand by her door.

The space echoed with the last of her silly giggles, and was now filled with the sound of her catching her breath. She felt a bit ridiculous, like she had allowed herself to be tricked into doing something she didn't need to. She gestured to take her bags again, but he insisted on holding them till she opened her door. As she turned the key, she supposed he would be taking them in for her, which seemed gentlemanly, but right now felt pushy. She sure as hell didn't want Ken walking into her apartment. It was enough that he was staying next door.

Her breath was still heavy as she reached forward and took the bags as politely as she could from him. She guessed he would let go since it would be really strange for him to fight her for them. He gave them up, bowing his head quickly and turning to his own door. She went into her apartment and shut the door quickly, resisting the urge to look back at him.