♡O.T.P.♡

JRen

Pretty Woman

"Jonghyun, Jonghyun, have you heard???"

Jonghyun sighs and looks up at his friend who disrupted his work.

"Heard what?"

"That pretty model is moving somewhere near our neighborhood!" His friend exclaims.

Jonghyun scratches his head and gives him a confused look, "Model?"

"Yeah. Her name's Choi Minki."

"Minki...? Isn't Minki a boy name?"

"Doesn't matter. She's everyone's ideal type. I mean, look!"

His friend shows him an inside of a magazine which were filled with pictures of the model on all sides of the paper.

"Nice legs, thighs, arms, hands, hair, teeth, eyes, feet, lips, cheeks, ugh... She's so perfect~" He sighs dreamily, flipping through the pages.

Jonghyun looks at some pictures and blushes at the sight of her.

"She's pretty... Not to mention sexy." He comments, licking his bottom lip.

"For real."

The two men flip through the magazine, commenting on each picture they come across.

"See, it says here, she's not a picky eater, she loves sweets and working out, she sings and wins many awards from it, she can dance, and she likes men who support gays. That's, like, totally me. We're meant to be." His friend says.

Jonghyun chuckles and shakes his head, "No, that's definitely not you. Besides, you have a girlfriend. The hell are you doing looking at a hot model behind her back."

"W-Well, I can't help it. Minki's a chick."

Jonghyun laughs and hits him playfully on the arm.

"Aish. I need to get home now, you should too."

His friend's eyes widen in shock and look at him, surprised. "It's time to go home already?"

"Um, yeah. We stayed here longer than we should have because of that magazine."

"Fuck! I promised my girlfriend we would go on a date tonight! Shit. A-Anyways, I'll see you tomorrow, Jong, don't forget to edit those papers!" He says, hastily putting on his coat and grabbing his things.

"Don't worry, will do." Jonghyun says with a wink and watches as his friend leaves his office.

-

When Jonghyun parked his car in his driveway that night, he can't help but notice the multiple trucks parked outside the house next to his.

Their were many muscular men carrying loads of boxes and different bags, as well as suitcases and Jonghyun couldn't help but cringe at it. He hated diva's and by the looks of it, this model was a complete diva, loads of clothes and other things.

He stays in his car a while longer, secretly stalking the house and the men carrying the boxes. He hoped to see the model in the flesh since he wanted to see what she looked like without cameras pointed in her direction.

As if God heard his prayers, a woman, decent in height and perfectly skinny, stepped out of a white limo wearing a floral patterned dress that went down to her knees and pink heels.

Jonghyun's eyes widened.

'Is that really Minki?' He thought as he leaned forward to take a closer look.

The model had long, curled brown hair that bounced nicely behind her as she moved and had the most angelic face in the whole world. Jonghyun was love-struck for the first time in 21 years.

He watched every movement that Minki had made. He couldn't help but blush and stare at her legs which were, in all honesty, the most perfect legs he's ever seen. Jonghyun was practically drooling at the sight of her and he thought that he should take a picture while she still hasn't gone inside.

His hands fumbled around the pocket of his jacket as he searched for his cellphone. A grin appeared on his face when he found it and looked up to look for Minki but was shocked when the model was no longer outside.

"Aw, darn." He muttered.

A knock on his window startled him half to death and he looked out only to be face to face with the model herself, glass in between them.

"Can you please open this window, oppa?" She asked from outside, hands on her hips.

Her expression didn't seem to be so happy as Jonghyun nervously started his car once more and rolled down his car window.

"H-Hello..." He said.

"Don't you 'hello' me, I saw you staring at me the whole time. Don't you have manners? How disgusting. I can't believe I'm neighbors with a stalker." She hissed making Jonghyun turn red.

"I-I wasn't... I-I just w-wanted to see w-what my new neighbor looked l-like."

Minki rolled her eyes sassily. "Mhm, sure, like I'm supposed to believe that. Men like you jack off to my pictures and I know you're one of them. I bet you stalked my Instagram and knew where I was moving and decided to follow me and stalk me. Is this even your house?!?!"

Jonghyun raised his hands up as if wanting her to calm down.

"Yes, I live here. I know, I look poor as hell, but I live in this house. By the way, I'm not one of your stalkers. I never knew about you until today when my friend showed me pictures of you. I thought you were outstandingly gorgeous and when I saw you standing outside, I couldn't help but stare because of your overflowing beauty." He explained.

Minki's cute cheeks turned pink and she looked down shyly.

"I'm not pretty, but thank you... I'm sorry for getting mad, oppa." She said making eye contact with Jonghyun.

Jonghyun's heart fluttered when he was called 'oppa' and he chuckled shyly.

"I-It's no problem... Sorry for staring."

There was an awkward silence between them and Minki decided to speak up.

"I'm hoping we can get along as neighbors... Maybe you should come over tomorrow night and we could... Talk. Over dinner. Does that sound okay?" Minki suggested, biting her bottom lip.

Jonghyun's mouth was wide open and he vigorously nodded. "Yes, that sounds wonderful! U-Um.. What time?"

"Anytime, oppa. When you're not busy~ Just knock on my door."

"O-Okay!" He said with a grin and red cheeks.

Minki smiled and waved goodbye to Jonghyun in a flirty way before walking off to her new home.

He watched as she walked back to her house and blushed when the model turned around and looked at him from her front door. She blew an air kiss from afar and Jonghyun nearly fainted.

The man called his friend with a shaking hand while his heart was thumping loudly.

"Hello?"

"M-Minki... She invited me over to her house..."

"Holy shit."

~Makotofangirl

To be continued