You slowly stepped out of the jet black limo, KiBum's hand silently waiting for yours. You looked up at him as you emerged from the limo, your eyes meeting his dark ones. Camera flashes were going off, but a blinding smile was on his face to greet you and only for you. You placed your small, chubby hand into his large, slim hand and held on tight. He helped pull you out of the limo elegantly, his arm instantly going around your waist as both feet met the red carpet. You heard the limo door shut and KiBum's lips were soon breathing into your ear. "Just follow my lead. No need to panic, you got this, gorgeous." He whispered, his arms tightening around your $5,800 mesfrks black lace dress. "MesFrks" was KiBum's new fashion line he had been working on. Of course, he had a cheaper line for those who weren't as rich, ranging from $5-$600 only. Now, he was releasing his more expensive line this fall and you were in love with the designs as always. Of course, you always got a sneak as usual. Back to the red carpet where voices and languages were being thrown into the air...
"When are you two getting married?!"
"Is that a MesFrks dress?!"
"Do you live together?!"
"Does he let you see designs and give opinions before they are made?!"
"Is he a gentleman?!"
"What's your favourite fashion line he's done?!"
...and the list went on! You kept a smile on your face as KiBum drug you down the carpet, his whisperings making you giggle and place a hand on his upper stomach. "I despise the red carpet!" He whispered into your ear with a smirk. You looked up at him with a confused expression, your arm around his middle tightening as he pulled you Impossibly close and planted his plump lips onto yours. You widened your eyes in shock, but quickly melted at his touch. You pulled away, shy at all the cameras pointed at you. Now, you two were no stranger to PDA, but this was a formal event! "KiBum!" You whisper scolded. He smirked and pulled away, kissing your nose and jaw, making you blush. He suddenly stepped away from you, an arms length and cleared his throat. Holding your hand in his, high and mighty, KiBum smiled and turned towards the cameras and audience. "Ladies and gentlemen! I would like to announce that this gorgeous lady right here is my one and only. She will be the one I marry someday and she will be the only one I chase in this life. I love her with my life. I owe her my life. I love you!" He pulled you to him quickly, kissing you hard and long. You gasped for breathe as he pulled away, your mind and body not knowing how to react. Squeals were heard and more intimate questions were now being asked...
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As you sat in the very uncomfortable chair at the Q & A for KiBum's fall fashion line, your eyes wondered around the room. You caught onto simple and delicate decorations that he had set up with you and the staff the night before. You covered your mouth with your hand to hide a yawn, forcing yourself to not cross your arms and slump in your seat. Suddenly, you heard English and your ears perked up. "Kim KiBum, when do you expect to have another line out? Soon?" The question was asked by a middle aged looking woman in a very expensive looking Armani, matte brown business suite. If anything, you had definitely learned the different brands of the most popular fashion lines from your boyfriend. You looked at your boyfriend in anticipation of the answer as he opened his mouth. His attention never wavered from the women standing in the middle of the room as your hand tightened on his thigh subconsciously. You licked your lips and smiled, waiting. "Nothing will be released soon after this. In fact, I haven't even begun to think of a winter or spring line for my two lines. I need sometime with my family at the moment!" He said, his porcelain face turning towards your shocked one. The reporters started to whisper amongst each other as soon as the words left his lips, flashes flashing and pens scribbling. "KiBum!" You mouthed, not expecting that answer at all. He flashed the audience, and you, his mesmerising grin as he leaned over towards you. "You, my darling have no idea what's in store for you!" He whispered, his hand on your bare thigh tightening on purpose.
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After the mesfrks Q & A, you and KiBum were backstage at an interview he had to do next. You watched his face as you touched up his makeup and he had his eyes closed, resting. Your body was neatly tucked between his thick dancer thighs, his arms resting on them. "Mmm you smell good," he commented as you moved closer to get a closer look at a spot on his face. "Thanks, Bummie," you laughed. His hands slowly crept up your legs and onto your thighs and then rested on your bum. "KiBum," you said sternly, making him open his eyes. "Hmm?" He asked, cocking an eyebrow up at you. "What did you mean earlier by 'I have no idea what's in store me'?" You asked quietly, even though no one else was in the room. He sat up in his chair slowly, his sexy appeal oozing off of him. He put a finger under your chin, lifting your face higher into the air as he stood "My darling, were going on the trip of a lifetime," he whispered, his hands quickly lifting you up and sitting you on the counter, his lips finding your jaw and kissing down it hastily. "K-Kibum-" you gasped. "The stage is in five minutes! Where are Jonghyun and Ki-Oh!" Jinki said, seeing something he didn't want to see. You quickly pushed KiBum away from you, the makeup brush in your hand catching his exposed chest. "I'm, uh. Sorry guys. Five minutes, KiBum!" Jinki said, quickly exiting the dressing room...
