She is the only daughter of South Korea's President Kim Jisoo. She lived her most part of life in US but an political emergency compelled her to return to her home country. He was brought back from the dark to save her, his darkest past is linked to...
From the look on Sehun's face, I could tell he had already plotted a thousand ways to kill me. But hell, it wasn't my fault that he turned out to be Jimin's ideal type. At first, he brushed it off, but those eleven jerks, including myself, didn't even bother to ask him before drafting a plan in which he would be seducing Jimin, while the rest cloned his phone to communicate with Jungkook.
"So, guys, I hope everyone is clear with their tasks?" Sehun asked as he prepared to stake his dignity. Everyone nodded in response.
After discussing everything, he left, and I quickly matched his pace. He gritted his teeth, clearly fuming, but there wasn't much he could do since I was the one tasked with dressing him for his umm, seductive act."Luhan, I really don't need your help," he whined like a small kid. But he needed to understand that seducing a guy required more than just wearing suits. Sure, he looked good in them, but this seduction wouldn't work with his usual attire.I asked him to wait while I began searching for some really sexy clothes that would fit him properly given his tall frame.His phone rang, and he quickly picked up, glancing at the caller ID. Meanwhile, I started my mission
."Hello?" Sehun answered.
"Amber, you know it's not safe for her to go outside," he said firmly.
"But—""Okay, fine. But take someone with you, and immediately inform me if things go wrong," he interrupted before hanging up and rubbing his temples in frustration.
"All okay?" I asked."Yeah, Rachel and Amber are going for their classmate's birthday. I guess she's back to herself," Sehun sighed, clearly relieved.
I tossed a bunch of clothes at him, ignoring his glare. I asked him to change into them one by one so I could decide which suited him best.
"Nah," Sehun muttered after trying on the first outfit."
"Nah, you look old in this. Next," I dismissed."Eew, why did I even buy this?" he complained about the second.
"Nope," I said to the third."Just rip it, what happened to my dressing sense?" he groaned about the fourth.It had already been an hour, but I still couldn't decide on anything. Sehun's patience was wearing thin, and he shot me a glare that could melt steel.Finally, I picked out one last black outfit from the wardrobe. I sheepishly handed it over to him, saying, "This is the last one."
His face fell as he took it from me. Grumbling curses under his breath, he disappeared into the changing room. Within five minutes, he emerged, yelling,
"Luhan, this is the last time I'm doing this. I am so done with your fashion sense."
My jaw dropped and my mouth hung open as I turned around to scold the whining Sehun. But for a moment, I doubted my own sexuality as I ogled him from head to toe. Had he always been this hot? What the hell?The thin yet soft fabric clung to his torso perfectly, accentuating his broad shoulders and chiseled physique. If he could make a straight man like me sway, then that Jimin guy would be in big trouble.
"Luhan, if you're going to—""You're looking sexy. Mission accomplished," I interrupted before he could finish, earning a relieved sigh from him. Mentally kicking myself for having such byuntae (pervert) thoughts about my best friend, we made our way outside, where we were joined by Lay, who seemed utterly surprised by Sehun's new look.
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