pink

Sunoo finally finished his studio session and was more than ready to fall into bed for a long nap before he was supposed to have some of Enhypen over for dinner.

He walked up to the door of his apartment but was too tired to see the package that was sitting right outside his door, so when he kicked it he swore quietly and bent down to pick it up.

"To: Kim Sunoo" with his current address.
There wasn't a return address or even a real name, only the words scribbled in messy letters, "Your's Truly".

Sunoo took the package inside and set it on the kitchen counter. He hadn't gotten anonymous mail since he lived in the dorms and fans had access to his address.

He examined the small package, nothing more than a box the size of a movie case and about four inches thick. He turned it over but there weren't any identifying stamps or writings.

Well, if it was a bomb it'd go off whether or not I opened it, right?

Sunoo took a pair of scissors from the kitchen drawer and cut the flaps open. He turned the box upside on the counter and a styrofoam block fell out along with two pieces of paper: instructions and a written note with his name on the front.

First he picked up the note and unfolded it. It had a few short paragraphs in the same messy writing that was on the front of the envelope. He didn't recognize it right away, but he swore he'd seen it before.

Sunoo let his eyes read over the words slowly:

"Sunoo my dear, this is a very special gift that I'm sure you'll love. Don't be scared, it's all in good fun. I saw it and immediately thought of you. I knew I had to give it to you. Pink is just your color, don't you think?"

Just my color? Pink is not my color.

"If you haven't opened the packaging yet, please do that now."

Sunoo looked from the styrofoam to the letter and back before taking the two sides apart and letting the pink plastic fall to the counter. What the hell is it? Am I supposed to cook with it? He looked back to the note.

"Pretty, right? Just like you. Now if you're not sure how to use my precious gift then there are instructions included, but somehow I'm sure you'll figure it out. But Sunoo, please don't hurt yourself. And for my own peace of mind, start with a finger. I want you to use it. Enjoy it. Take pictures if you'd like. But I'll be by later to make sure you haven't wasted my present. Yours Truly, Xx"

Sunoo picked up the thing that looked like a remote in his hand. He pressed the top button but nothing happened. He pressed the bottom one and the thing attached by a chord started vibrating. Sunoo jumped a little in surprise. He watched it bounce against the granite with wide eyes. He took it in his hand and it made his skin vibrate. His hand tingled and he giggled at the sensation.

He tried the other button again and the vibrations increased, getting more powerful and faster. He pressed it again, and the vibrations now moved at a mind-boggling pace.

Sunoo's hand started to itch with the sensation. He pressed the button again, assuming it would turn off after that last setting, but instead the vibrations went from constant to short pulses every other second.

Sunoo made an appreciative sound. That one seemed nice; like a back massager. He pressed it again and the vibrations changed yet again. This time it was two in short succession and then one longer one, repeating over and over. He pressed it one last time and the vibrations went back to the first softer setting. He clicked it off and put it down on the counter.

So it vibrates? Feels nice. Now what?

Sunoo figured it was time for the instructions. He picked up the two sided page with the hand that didn't still hold the remote, surprisingly tight he realized and loosened his grip on it. Anal Fantasy Wireless Remote Vibrating Butt Plug was in bold letters at the top of the instructions.