Sweet & Steady

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The fact that he follows me everywhere makes me sick. He sticks to me like a strong glue, always wearing his dark shades to cover his eyes and will never let me run away from his sights.

Have I tried running away? I did. Even thousands of times didn't manage getting me at least once, to be all freedom by my own. His responsibilities towards me is important. It's a big task for him when he was assigned to be my private bodyguard even though, we have the same age.

"Come on, Byun Baekhyun! I'm only going to try fitting into these clothes not trying to runaway!" I burst into frustration.

He only replies to me with a firm shake of his head. I sigh heavily, allowing him to accompany me changing my clothes into the VIP fitting room where he would be waiting for me while I'm fitting clothes.

I insist him, waiting outside rather than staying in front of the fitting room because I will make some weird noises and grunts while trying all the clothes.

And he will always leave comments saying that all the clothes fit perfectly on me, whenever I said the vice versa.

Sweet? Maybe no.

I do remember back when we were in high school (yes, we both went to the same school, same class; annoying right?), mostly the girls will always try their best to have Baekhyun's attention because who doesn't want a man who has a bulky body, broad chest and shoulder to lean on and also, a sweet talker.

Well, I'm not the one stating the fact of him being the sweet talker but yeah, he was quite famous for being that type of person while me, being the main attention in the school as a girl from a rich family that every pervert guys tried their best to have me.

Baekhyun learns Hapkido when he was a child. Basically, his family have a strong, close relationship with mine; except me. Uncle Hyunwo is a loyal butler of our family but that position was never be spoken.

Dad always treats Uncle Hyunwo as his best friend because they will always help each other when in tough situations. So, practically, I've known this Baekhyun since then but never wanted to know him better.

Since that horrible incident that happened to me, Dad assigned Baekhyun to be my bodyguard rather than hiring an older or more professional one for me. He said he trusts Baekhyun who was currently having his training to be the national boxer.

Short story, Baekhyun is the national pro boxer and also, my private bodyguard.

"Shit.." I mutter softly but it's audible for him to hear from outside.

Baekhyun knocks on the door and calls my name, "You okay in there?" Before this, he always calls me 'Miss' and I banned him from calling me that instead of calling me by my name. He should call me by my name. Besides, we're in the same age, remember?

I hum, biting my lower lip as I am thinking about how should I do it. "Baekhyun, can you help me?"

"Help you with? Search bigger or smaller size? Is it the pink on—"

"Zip the dress up, will you?" I talk to him softly and I could hear him chuckles softly. "Open up the door then. Let me help you."

I slowly open the door, revealing him waiting for me to welcome him into the fitting room. I shyly, show my back to him and facing the large mirror as it shows the both of us perfectly.

When he brings his hands to start zipping up the dress, Baekhyun coincidentally brushes his fingers on my skin, causing me to shiver by his touch. My cheeks start to turn rosy pink as I blush. He brings my long hair to hang beautifully to the front from trapping in the dress.