The Not so Ugly Duckling

Helping the Fox and the Bear

"I hate you..." Jongup grimaced, fumbling around with the long green skirt he was forced to wear for a certain childhood friend and boss.

"It's the last one, Jongup. Do you think I like the idea of flirting and being all lovey dovey with you in drag?" Daehyun faked gagged at the thought, adjusting his tie. "You didn't even shave your legs..." Daehyun shook his head in dismay.

Jongup did not make for a very good fake fiancee, but at least it got those potential brides off his back. Though Daehyun would have visually preferred seeing Jongup in a nice tailored suit with his well-toned muscles deliciously accentuated for him to enjoy, that would lead to consequence that he did not want to deal with at the moment. Making them believe that he was interested in more...burlier women made sure the rumor mill wasn't churning. In any other circumstances he wouldn't give a damn what those bimbos thought about him banging boys or girls, but if he wanted to win the board members over he had to be practically a model citizen. Meaning no parties, no clubs, no sexy triste....well publicly anyways. Anything is fair game behind closed doors.

"I wore lipstick. You're lucky I did that instead of shoving it up your ass..." Jongup growled, the two of them entering the restaurant. The host doing a double take upon seeing Jongup. No matter how much makeup Jongup threw on his face there was no way to hide his sharp chiseled features and jawline. And the makeup around his eyes merely emphasized their sharpness and sexyness. Daehyun wholeheartedly agreed that Jongup made a sexy man, but a horrid looking woman.

"Kinky. I didn't know you were into that, Guppie. You better pray I don't tell Zelo, he seems to be vanilla to me." Daehyun snickered, but quickly shut up when he felt a swift kick to the shin.

"Keep talking and next time I'll aim higher..." Jongup whispered growled as they approached the table where a young woman clad in a bright red dress sat. Her acrylic nails tapping against the table impatiently.

"You must be Ms. Kim." Daehyun sat himself, opening a chair for Jongup like the gentlemen he was.

"Oh and you must be Daehyun! You can just call me Jimin. You are more handsome than your picture leads on," A flirtatious grin spread across her satin red lips until she saw Jongup. Her face then contorting to that of revolt and confusion. "And who is this?"

"My fiancee." Daehyun flashed a bright smile, wrapping his arm around Jongup's shoulder. Jongup forcing a smile as if he had wires pulling at the ends of his lips.

"Excuse me?" She looked appalled and furious. "You must be joking with me," She let out a small chuckle. "Seriously?"

"I am serious. I love my little Jongsukkie the most, right dear?" Daehyun gripped tightly on Jongup's shoulder, feeling his partner's reluctance to continue the charade.

"Of course, Daehyunnie." Jongup forced the words out of his mouth with the highest pitch of voice he could possibly conjure.

"I know the little game you're playing, Daehyun," She glared at him. "You think you can scare me away with your ugly ass fake girlfriend of yours?" She flipped her hair and arrogant scoff leaving her lips. Honestly, in any other situation, Daehyun would probably sleep with her in a instant. She was soft on the eyes and the curves on her body were just screaming to be touched. But there were two issues with that idea. One she was his father's unknowing pawn. And two. She was a bitch. To Jongsukkie.

"She is real, I can assure." Daehyun's annoyance began to outweigh his acting chops. She was the last one of the pack. The final boss. And damn did he just simply want to be done and not deal with his father's nuisances.

"Hah! I am obviously prettier than that she-beast so there is no way in hell that you would choose her over me. My daddy told me all about you Daehyun and don't think you can mess with me like those other girls." Daehyun was gritting his teeth. How he wish he could simply tell her to f**k off and then end the night with a nice f*ck with some pretty little thing at the club. But he couldn't.