PREMIUM

PREMIUM BONUS

A week after the incident, you found your self sitting on a park bench with your best girl. She was talking about something, school-related you guess, for half an hour already but your mind is somewhere. Somewhere where those sultry eyes, predatory demeanor, foul mouth, and dangerous smirk reside.

You felt her eyes on you for a brief moment followed by a minute of silence.

"What's eating you?"

Kim Jinwoo.

Oh my god! You pray so hard to the heavens that you did not say it loudly.

WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!

You bite your lip hoping that you did not add salt to your own injury as you slowly face your best friend.

Her brow is raised, an indication that her question is still afloat. It means you did not embarrass yourself.

But the genuine concern and worry her face is wearing right now made you feel so guilty.

You feel so sorry towards the girl who made your dream of seeing your favorite person come true.

But the way it happened was too unexpected and too..

Damn.

You shake you head as you said, "Nothing" and ended your response with a smile. Just to assure her.

Her expression shouts that she's not believing you but after a minute, she smiles back, giving her trust no matter what and how you answered.

Guilt.

"So.. As I was saying our prof to--"

"How did you purchase the Premium VIP ticket?"

It just hit you.

Really, how did she get the ticket? Where did she buy it? It all started with the ticket right?

You wouldn't have entered that.. That.. That dressing room if not because of the ticket.

"Huh?"

Confusion is written all over her face.

"I mean.. The ticket you had given me. That Premium VIP ticket."

Your restructure your query for her to understand you this time.

She looks at you like you've grown another head before she answers you again.

"No." she shakes her head, "What I mean by 'huh'? Is huh? Premium VIP ticket?"

Your heart alarmingly hammer against your chest.

"There is no Premium whatevs, only VIP ticket along with the Red, blue, labeled tickets."

She shrug and shake her head to emphasize her next statement, "No such premium VIP tickets when the organizer sell 'em"

Oh my god.

Everything doesn't makes sense now.

When you entered the bar, you showed to the guards and bouncers your ticket and just instructed you to go to the VIP lounge area. VIP, not Premium VIP.

When you were seated for a good fraction of time while fiddling the banner on your hand, that was the moment that that staff approached you and talked to you privately only to tell you that your ticket was Premium VIP.

Why privately?

Why only you among the thousands of event goers?

Oh my god.

Oh god.

What is really happening?

-Fin-

Hold up.

Before you let go and read another fic, I would want to get inside your heads (I don't even know if someone will read this but whatever)

I am that kind of writer who likes to play with my readers' minds through ending my stories with cliffhangers, unanswered questions, and kinda ambiguous situations between the lead characters. For the reason that I want you to empathize and eventually activate your metacognition. In simple terms, I want you to imagine and create your own "what ifs", endings, and even answers.

Going back, if you have the time, please please spare me your precious time, I want you to answer the questions that are eating "you" yes YOU because you are the character. Funny, I repeated "you" the third time (well that made it 4!!! Yay!!! Fate number 4 mermaids!!! ONLY INNER CIRCLE COULD RELATE!! So be one of us! Stan Winner! Stan KangKimSongLee!)

1. In the first place, why was Mr. Kim Jinwoo masturbating right before their performance?

2. Why did he not want to cum inside your mouth when it was way too obvious that his body wants it?

3. What does he mean by "I don't usually do this?"

4. Really, why and how did you get that PREMIUM VIP ticket when in fact, there is no such one according to your best girl?

Please, please do comment your answers. I would really appreciate not just appreciate but love it if you will respond.

AAAANNNNDDD I SEE WHAT I DID THERE! 4 QUESTIONS! 4! YIIIIEEEEE FATE NUMBER 4!!!

But ofc, I, as the writer, hold the answers to those questions. I just want to know how you'll interpret Mr. Kim's duality. Ahi

Before I'll finally say anyeong, I would love to acknowledge your tolerance for my grammatical errors, repetitive words, inappropriate usage of words, and even inconsistency. I'm an empty cup, willing to learn and teachable. So long as you'll correct me politely and nicely. You may hear this quite a lot of times but, English is not my primary language. Not even secondary, or tertiary. It's my fourth. 4!!!!! My gosh!!! Fate number 4 again!!!!

Well, well, well, THANK YOU SO MUCH! To more fics! And yasss!!! SMUT FICS!!! I LOVE YOU ALL!!!

PS I just want to apologize to the master-nim, @KIMNIGHTSHOW (Twtr acct. Follow! Follow! Follow! Follow!), who took the photo which I used as the book cover, I asked permission from him/her already but I am too excited to post this fic, so I used his/her photo before s/he could allow me or nah. I am really sorry. I will change the cover If s/he won't be comfortable by it.

PPS I am cooking another fic and it's a SongKim oneshot, so STAY TUNED Mermaids!