DEAN FanFic: "I work for him.."

Chapter 2: "So.. whats your name"

Holy shit....

It was him, DEAN, I saw an extremely tall man walk through the door, wearing a black leather hat, blue and black checkerboard flannel, baggy black jeans, and a pair of funky sneakers.

He began speaking in Korean, when he saw that I couldn't understand a word he said he laughed and looked down.

"Hi... So.. Whats your name", He said, giggling while speaking and taking off his hat and shaking his hair back and forth.

"um. I'm Y/N, I uh, I guess I work for you now?", for some reason, I lost my breath and it was getting hard to breathe after he walked in. I had been an absolute fan for a few years now after I heard "Instagram", when I heard that song, it really did change my life, but how the fuck was I gonna tell him that without him thinking I was just a fan girl trying to get as close to him as any other girl.

" Yeah? well, nice to meet you, Y/N, I'm Kwon Hyuk, but you can just call me DEAN, if you'd like" He walked to a mini fridge and handed me a bottle of water and say down in a chair in front of me holding his arms out

"I'm guessing you're here to dress me" he said with a smile on his face, still holding out his arms.

I laughed and leaned up against the table/ledge behind me crossing my arms, thinking about how I was gonna dress him tonight, looking at him closely for a minute.

"Are you.. okay?" he giggles again and ran his fingers through his thick black hair.

"Yeah.. I like to look at the people who I.. dress for a few minutes, makes me invision them before" I kept looking at him while speaking.

"I got just the thing.." I said in a whispered voice before going to my supplies and pulling out a graphic black tank top with a tiger on it, some skinny black jeans, a black leather jacket and a red and black leather jacket.

I handed him his clothes and he showed absolutely no problem beginning to change in the room, I tried to look away to give him some privacy but the long mirror with lights above it kept moving my eyes to him, any tie he looked up at me, i tried to look away but he knew I was looking at him, I could tell because he was blushing and smiling.

"so.." he said, I turned around and leaned up against the table with my hands gripping the sides of the table.

"What made you wanna go down this path?", he took off his flannel and his shirt, throwing on his graphic tea and throwing on his jacket.

"I dont know.. I love clothes, I love the fact that you can be whoever you wanna be with a few pieces of cloth, silk, leather" i found myself getting lost in my words and he stood up straight and looked at me, smirked and sat down in the chair.

He looked up at me as I started to look what ear rings he could wear with the outfit, what necklaces he could wear, and a few rings. As I places the rings on his fingers, gently, the gold chain around his neck and finally, close to his face, I put his ear rings in, looking at how soft his skin looked, how beautiful his eyes looked.

"I love your passion", he turned to look at my face and looked into my eyes, the room was silent, my hand still on him.

finally there was a knock on the door and the same lady from before walked in, informing us that it was 10 minutes until he had to go out on stage.

I looked down at us, how close I was and walked away, catching my breath and clearing my throat, "let's not keep them waiting, Mr. Hyuk," i grabbed a pair of black skater shoes and handed him his hat, trying my absolute best to look professional.

He looked stunned by the change of dynamic, finally exhaling with a breathy laugh and grabbed the shoes and hat, putting them on.

he stood back up and jumped in the air a few times, warming up with a few vocal runs, finally I heard him singing...

"munjeya munje

on sesang soge

ttokkateun sarangnoraega
wa dachi motae
naye bam sogen
saenggagi neomu manne"

I stopped in my tracks and started to sing the "Ttururuttu.. Ttururuttu"..

he looked up at me, eyes wide and finally smiled with wide teeth.

"You've heard it?" he asked.

I stayed there silent, looking at him, finally licking my top lip slightly

"Its my favorite.." I said lifting my arms slightly in the air with hand up and then back down simultaneously while speaking.

The knock on the door again, that fucking door...

he opened the door, keeping his eyes on me the whole time.

"shall we?" he held his hand out, asking for mine

I looked at his hand and sucked my lips in and back out, grabbing his hand and walking out with him, following him to the stage, waiting behind the curtain as they places his inner ear through his shirt and jacket. For some reason, he kept looking at me the whole time, it was so hard to move, let alone breathe.

His manager and a few others walked in front of me, not knowing who I was and admired him.

"HOOOOOOOOO, you look GOOD kwon!" they said giving DEAN a cupped handshake, pulling him close for a hug.

"All thanks to her", i looked up slowly, smiling at them and then back at him.

He grabbed his mic and went down stairs, he was supposed to come up through the bottom on a flatform.

I waited by the curtains on the side as the lights started going, the beginning turn to Bonnie & Clyde played. It was another one of my favorite songs ever. It took so hard for me to not sing as loud as I could. Regardless of not knowing Korean, I learned the lyrics.

"ajikkkaji kkaeeoissni?

oneul neoui haruneun eottaessni?
amu ildo eopsgin mwoga eopseo
gakkeumeun oemyeonharyeo haedo
kkwae swipjimaneun anheun ge isseo
I know da andago
nae apeseo anin cheok haedo"

As he was singing I was mouthing the words, his voice was even better live, so angelic.. So beautiful.

He looked to the side where I was after he sang the last line before the chorus.

There was a long pause, he smiled at me, cocking his head back and then going off on the chorus. I was stunned by his performance, more that he looked straight at me as he sang..

Is this my life now... I asked..