gangsta ↠ sehun

s i x t y

Later that night I found a long black one shoulder dress on my bed with black heels. They're so serious about this they got a black matching pair of undergarments. I slipped the dress over me. It fit perfectly ending at my ankles a cut slit on my right leg that ended mid-thigh.

Minseok came into my room smiling at the sight ahead of him. "Hurry Sehun is waiting for you." I quickly followed Minseok as he lead me to his car. I sat in the car and looked at Minseok confused. "Sehun needs to do something that's why he can't come pick you up." I nod as he drives away.

"You look so beautiful." Sehun smiled taking my hand as he led us into a restaurant. Everyone bowed seeing him. "Hello Mr. Oh." Everyone says in unison.

"Sehun oppa why's the building so empty?" I ask as we were being seated at the only lit table. "Because I'm Oh Sehun and I get everything I want." "So, you wanted a dimly lit room, but one table that has bright light with you and I the only people eating?" "Yes."

"Hello. I'm your server today. My name is Woojin what could I get for you guys today?" His voice wavered.

He looked handsome, but as young as I was. Maybe early 20's. His hair was brown sort of styled like Jungkook when he styles his (think of war of hormone era. Ah what a good memory/time.). "What do you want baby?" "Steak." "Two steaks and my usual wine." Woojin nodded quickly running back to the kitchen.