#kunderdogs

In his defense, it was you that had wanted to keep it quiet from Jay. You know how he got when it came to you, his baby sister - the baby of the family. He was a typical brother. Over protective and some times blinded by the sibling love to see that you were an adult now and could make your own decisions. He had fought you tooth and nail when you decided to come to Korea and be an actress, especially since your skin was darker and you didn't look like the typical Korean actress. His words were truthful but they still hurt. It took a lot of tears (on your part) for him to get over his personal feelings and support you.

So you were not in any rush to tell him about your relationship with Jung Kiseok, someone who he considered a best friend. Kiseok was also much older than you, so you were sure Jay would burst at the seams when he found out.

Your boyfriend, on the other hand, hated sneaking behind his friend's back like this. He felt like he was hiding you and that wasn't something he appreciated doing, to your or to himself. He had immense loyalty towards Jay as well so if this damaged the younger's trust in him, Kiseok wasn't sure if he could stand that. He'd known Jay for so many years that if he told him to break up with you, Kiseok wasn't confident in saying he wouldn't do just that.

Clearing his throat, Simon sat up straighter on the studio couch and faced Jay for the first time since he walked in. "Yeah. I want to meet my girl's family but she thinks we should wait a little longer. Because she's younger, she feels like her older b-...sister wouldn't approve."

Hearing the seriousness in the older man's tone caused Jay put his phone in his lap and give him his full attention. "Maybe she doesn't think you're serious about her? It's only been a few months."

Kiseok let out a breath and leaned back, muscles still tense. "I've liked her for about a year but I didn't want to approach her due to her...family. I'm serious about her, definitely, but I want to prove to her family that, despite the age difference, I genuinely care for her."

Jay watched him for an agonizing second before smiling widely. "Aw, that is so cute. You're in love~." He sang, only causing color to bloom over Kiseok's cheeks.

"Well- I- Yes, but I need options to show her family that I do," he defended as he stood slowly, "But if you're going to tease I can easily ask Loco-"

Jay scoffed, "You'd go to Loco for advice? He basically self combusts when Hwasa so much as looks in his direction."

Kiseok sat back down with a chuckle. Very true. Loco was a mess when it comes to his love life.

"Anyway," Jay continued like he didn't just shade his younger friend, "You should go meet with the sister, away from your girlfriend and tell her your intentions. If you get the one that opposes it the most on your side, the other family members would be easier to come around."

Taking a moment to think about, Kiseok agreed with a nod. "What if h-...she doesn't want to hear what I have to say?"

Noticing the hitch in his voice, Jay shrugged, "If you're serious about this girl then she'll listen. It's her sister, so of course she's going to want to meet you and see who you are. Go to a semi-public restaurant so she has to listen to you, without yelling."

Kiseok felt now would be a good time to make his move, but coming out right didn't sit well with him so instead, he nervously gulped and used the last of his will to ask, "What would you say to that?"

Jay interpreted it different than what Simon expected but he pondered it for a second before snapping his fingers. "Let's try this- I'll be the sister and you try to convince me to support the relationship. What's the age difference though?"

Feeling the panic rise to dangerous levels in his body, Kiseok did his hardest to hide his inner feelings before clearing his throat again. "It's um, more than six years."

Jay blinked at the new information but shrugged again. "She is an adult, right? How old is she?"

"She's um, twenty-six right now."

Feeling his shoulders relax, Jay took a breath. "Oh, she's the same age as Y/N? Okay, that's not too bad. Gosh, you got me worried you were dating some eighteen year old or something..."

Chuckling in nervousness, he was thankful that Jay was too distracted by getting into his character as the "sister" to notice how jumpy Kiseok became when he mentioned your name. They agreed that Jay would play the older sister coming to meet him at a restaurant so Jay stood and walked in the door, swinging his hips in an exaggerated motion as well as held his hand out like he was carrying a purse.

Jay slid onto the couch opposite of the older man and crossed one leg over the other. "So," he began in a high-pitched voice to mimic a woman’s. "You're the famous Simon Dominic my little sister is dating?"

Somehow, even with Jay pretending to be a girl, this all felt too real to Kiseok. He was nervously pulling at his collar before he could reign himself in. "I-...Yes. I'm Jung Kiseok, thank you for meeting me here..."

Jay blew his pretend manicure in boredom. "Let's cut to the chase." Within a few seconds, his dark eyes narrowed on him. "How can you date a woman so many years younger than you? Have you no shame?"

Absolutely caught off guard, Kiseok stuttered to respond, which made Jay break character and raise an eyebrow at how unsure the usually confident rapper was. Either way, he let the older man stumble to respond. "Your sister and I have real feelings for each other. I know you're concerned for the age difference and I also had my own reservations but getting to know her over these last few months made me realize my feelings for her are very much real. I would like your approval to continue dating her."

Back in character, Jay huffed with his nose in the air. "There are hundreds of men worthy of my sister, her age as well! What makes you think you deserve her? Just because you're a celebrity doesn't mean every woman has to fall at your feet!"

The sincerity in Simon's eyes as he spoke next took Jay aback a bit. "When I'm with her, I'm not Simon Dominic. I'm Jung Kiseok and she doesn't treat me any differently because of my status. I can be who I really am with her. When I wake up, all I want is to see her and hear her voice. When I'm having a bad day, she's the first person I run to...When I'm having a good day, she's usually the reason. Her smile is the most breath-taking thing I've ever seen."

Just seeing how starry-eyed Kiseok was getting talking about his girl made Jay smile a bit. He really liked this girl, whoever she was. "I know, she's my sister! That doesn't tell me about your intentions with her. I won't give my approval to just anyone."

Kiseok made sure to keep eye contact and if there were any traces of humor before, it was all gone by now. For some reason, Jay could feel the air around them take an even more serious turn. "Your sister makes me the happiest version of myself. We've only been together for a few months and even though I wanted to tell you when we first began dating, I respected her wishes to wait to tell you. Out of all the woman I've met, I've never wanted to spend my entire life with someone until now. It's too early to speak of marriage with her but I have every intention of asking for her hand, down the road."

Jay felt defensive, but he wasn't sure why. Maybe because he had a little sister who was the same age, but suddenly his voice was back to normal. "She has her whole life ahead of her and you two are at different stages of life. Wouldn't you want someone your own age?"

Kiseok heard his heart bumping a thousand beats per minute. It felt as if he were talking with Jay now, not the pretend scenario they conjured up. This was getting too real at this moment. "I've tried to convince her and myself that it would better for us not to date because of our age but after some discussion, we're both at the same point in life. I do want to settle down soon but I have a lot I want to do, career wise, and so does she. Right now, getting to know each other is our priority. All I know is that I can't live without her in my life right now. I love her."

Keeping the eye contact, Jay noticed that they weren't talking about the same person at this point. His eyes searched the older's face for a minute before he broke character entirely.

Siting back on the couch, the young CEO took a deep breath and had a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach as he thought about his own baby sister. Your smiling face flashed in his mind. He had a small suspicion...so small it could be written off as paranoia.

Either way, he had to ask. He had to know. "Who is this girl?" The tone he used boomed with authority and usually was able to make weaker men tremble.

However, Kiseok must've noticed how pensive he became and understood that Jay was coming to the realization. He didn't have any reaction at first, just blinked at the younger man. After a few tense moments, he exhaled deeply. "I think you know who we're talking about."

That was confirmation itself, without even having to out right say your name.

So, without further ado, the usually cool-headed CEO blew the fuck up.

Launching out of his chair, Jay's chocolate eyes were set on fire, glaring at the man before him. "You're dating my sister! Without telling me!"

With no intention to fight or argue, Kiseok looked up calmly to his friend. "In my defense, I wanted to tell you as soon as we had our first date."

"My sister!" Jay nearly screamed, the realization finally dawning on him. "Y/N?! My own sister, behind my back?! What the fuck!"

Without much to say, he let Jay get it all out of his system. It looked as if he was in denial at first but after a few minutes of thick silence, he fell back onto the couch with a defeated look. It looked as if he'd aged ten years in the past ten minutes.

A hand rubbed down his face. "You're the man she's been telling me about? Damn it."

This peaked his curiosity and he couldn't help but ask, "She talked to you about me?"

Jay glared weakly at how eager he sounded but couldn't stay mad at his friend. "She mentioned she was interested in a guy in the industry, a few years older than her who sent her flowers every day for the duration of her movie shooting. I told her to pursue it if she kept babbling about him...You, I guess."

Trying to fight the smirk, he failed miserably. So Jay was the person who'd basically told you to date him? Everything really came full circle, didn't it? Seeing how utterly confused the young CEO looked, Kiseok took this time to tease him. "You know...if you hadn't told her to pursue a relationship with me...she wouldn't have agreed to our first date. So, you're directly responsible for us dating."

"I didn't know it was you she was talking about!" Jay defended, but quickly deflated once again. "Although, even if I knew it was you...I don't think I would've been opposed..."

"You wouldn't have?" The doubt in Kiseok's voice was too thick to cover up.

Jay crossed his arms, huffing like a child. "How can I oppose you two being together when you bought her flowers every day for months? Not to mention the whole k-drama worthy speech you just gave me..."

"So," Kiseok started gingerly, "Does this mean..?"

"That I approve?" Jay grumbled in his chest. "You're lucky I know the kind of man you are. If you'd been any other sleazy rapper I'd end this right now."

Kiseok felt oddly flattered. It didn't last long though.

"But," Jay continued, eyes narrowing dangerously. "Y/N is still my precious baby sister so if you hurt her in any way, if you fuck up, I'll be on your ass faster than you can apologize."

A weight lifted from his shoulders that he didn't even know was there. Jay was the biggest obstacle in your relationship so with his approval and him on your side, it would be easier for your family to come around, especially since they knew and loved Simon like he was apart of the family.

Jay stood, fingers unlocking his phone so he could call you. With the phone to his ear, he gave Kiseok one last once over, "Also, I don't want to hear about any...activities you two have."

You squeezed his hand once more. Today would be the first time Kiseok would meet your family, and although you wanted to do this with your immediate family first then slowly introduce the cousins and aunties and uncles, Kiseok insisted he come along to the annual family reunion. The only family member he had properly met was your mother and that was because she had come to South Korea to visit you a few months back.

You had warned him that your family was big and it’s okay to not remember everyone’s names. Especially your siblings. You groaned to yourself when you thought about how they’ll react. They were just so embarrassing.

Pulling up to the long driveway, you reached in your purse for the gate opener before pulling into the large front yard. There were about twenty cars scatter about, all parked with no one in them.

The front of the house was as extravagant as you remebered. You felt Kiseok tense up immediately upon seeing how big the house was. Your mother lived in a gated community, up on the hills with a million dollar view of the city below. A lot of people automatically assumed your family was rich but your family had invested money so in their later years, money worked for them. Your mother also inherited quite a bit of cash a few years ago.

“Jesus,” he whispered as he helped Cookie out of the car. As soon as her pink shoes touched the pavement, she clutched her dolls and was sprinting to the front door. “You didn’t tell me you were loaded.”

Wrapping your hand in his, you smiled nervously. “My family is a bunch of investors. One of my brothers has his own business. Don’t let it intimidate you, babe. They’re nice people. I promise.”

As if to seal the deal, you leaned up to give him a peck on the lips. Kiseok sighed into you, shoulders relaxing just a touch. It seemed it was enough to placate him for the moment because you pulled him to follow Cookie, who had just opened the double doors and ran through the house.

Loud voices could be heard calling her name and greeting her when Kiseok pulled your hand. He came to a stop at the front door, tugging you gently so you stood before him.

You could see the nervousness swimming in his big brown eyes and you wanted to laugh because this was his idea! But instead you smiled. “I got you. Always.”

His lips twitched in a smile, “I just want to tell you that I love you and you’re so beautiful. I don’t know what I’d do without you in my life.”

Without waiting for you to respond, he gripped your hand tighter and you both entered.

Hours later, you were catching up with a few of your cousins when you glanced around the spacious backyard. You caught sight of Kiseok laughing with some of your uncles by the grill. While you had no worry that your family would like him, it was nice that he was comfortable around them, even with the slight language barrier they had.

Cookie was off playing with the other kids in the pool, looking like the jet lag didn’t effect her much. It had been a few years since she’d seen your family so it was great to see them all interact.

You were taken from your observation when you felt a familiar hand on your shoulder. Standing behind you, Kiseok flashed a smile at your giggling cousins.

“Babe, the guys are going on a beer run and they want me to go. Do you need anything from the store?” He asked before gesturing to your nearly empty soda in your hand. “I’ll get you another one.”

Beaming a smile at him, you nodded. “Please and thank you. Drive safe.”

With a kiss, he was off with one of your older cousins who wrapped his muscled arm around Kiseok’s broad shoulders.

“Where are they going?” Your noisy aunty asked, sipping her wine.

It took you a moment to understand that your exchange had been in Korean so there was no way they’d know what was said. “The boys are going to the store.”

“They seem to really like him, ___. I’ve never seen my husband laugh that much til today. Grumpy old man.”

Somehow that reassured you immensely and you sat a little straighter. “I’m glad they all get along but I knew everyone would love Simon. He’s just a big teddy bear even if he looks intimidating.”

Two of your cousins snuck glances to the other before rounding on you. “So,” the bolder of the two started, “Do we hear wedding bells in the future?”

With a small smile, you drank the rest of the soda. It’s been almost two years since you two had been official and you could confidently say that you’d want to spend the rest of your life with Kiseok. It was no secret either, he had brought the topic up multiple times over the last year. You two had even moved in together a few months ago. Everything was a little more chaotic than you would’ve liked since he was currently working on his new album and then after that he’d be on tour in Europe.

“Maybe in the future. We’re both so busy. But if we do, you all have to come to South Korea for the wedding.”

“Count me in! I’ve been waiting for an excuse to go!”

“Soooo,” your older cousin, who everyone refeeed to as Junior, nudged Kiseok in the shoulder. They were in the back seat of one of the SUVs, with your other cousins bickering in the front. “Aunty told me you were gonna pop the question tonight.”

Nervously, Kiseok leaned heavily into the seat. He was glad that he had Jay teach him a bit more English before he left. Otherwise he’d be at a complete loss when speaking with your family.

Before you three left South Korea, he had a secret call with your mother, informing her of his plans to propose later tonight. In his pocket, he stroked the soft black velvet box. Proposing in itself was nerve racking but doing it in front of your entire family whom he’d just met? What was he thinking...

Junior noticed his inner turmoil and patted his shoulder. “Don’t stress, man. She’s been with you for this long! She’ll say yes. If she doesn’t I’ll beat her up for you.” He joked to lighten the mood but only got a tense smile in return.

“I know she’ll say yes but I’m still...” Simon sighed again, feeling as if he’d age ten years if he kept thinking about it.

Junior gave him a sympathetic nod before changing the subject.

As the time grew near, your mother was throwing looks at Kiseok, especially when she had turned on the outside string lights, setting the backyard into an intimate setting. The backyard had really come a long way since you’d been there years ago, and you couldn’t help but appreciate the flower garden towards the back of the pool.

“Taking a break?” Sliding up to your side, Kiseok wrapped a hand around your waist before dipping and planting a kiss on your head.

You hummed, eyes closing to enjoy the buzz of many conversations behind you two and the occasional splashing and laughing of the kids. Most of the adults were hanging around the outdoor couch or bar, mixing drinks and telling stories about their lives. It had been years since you went to a family reunion and you hadn’t realized how much you missed them all. Some more than others but still.

“I’ll be right back,” Kiseok mumbled into your hair before walking towards the mini bar. He was speaking to Junior but you turned back to gaze at the night view of the city below.

Your heart felt so complete right now. It was going to be hard to top the rest of the vacation after this. Lost in your thoughts, you didn’t realize the conversations quiet down to hums or the music changed to some old school song.

It was only when you felt hands slide on your waistline that you turned to see every single one of you family members with wide smiles on their faces, some with their phones pointed at you two. Cookie had a towel wrapped around her as she made her way to your side with a bright smile.

“You know, when I saw you in the club, I didn’t think I’d be here- right now, holding the love of my life, meeting her family...” he took a nervous breath and you felt your heart beat start to race. What is he planning?

“I know I can be petty and childish some times but I’ve loved you since I first saw you. The way I feel for you is nothing like I’ve ever felt before. You’re truly the love of my life and I can’t imagine where I’d be without you or Cookie. You two have made my life so much more fulfilling. I’m so thankful you’ve decided to put up with me for so long. Thank you for taking a chance on me.” With a soft kiss, he turned his attention to your daughter, and knelt down to her level. Tears sprung in your eyes as you realized just what he was doing.

“Cookie, baby, I love you and your mom so much.” He patted the top of her curly hair but she didn’t interrupt. You didn’t notice the way his hand shook. “Thank you for letting me be in your life and accepting me even though I’m far from perfect. You’re such an intelligent, beautiful girl and I can’t wait to see you grow into an even more amazing young woman. I love you.” His voice was shaky at the end, tears pooling in his eyes.

Cookie took his hand from her head and nodded towards you. “I love you too. Go on and ask her already!”

Laughter broke out among everyone and even you two couldn’t help but chuckle at her brash nature.

Without further ado, Kiseok shifted to one knee and pulled a small black box from his pocket. Wide, chocolate eyes searched your tear-stained face for a second before, “___, will you marry me?”

You tackled him before even glancing at the ring, arms wrapped around his neck. His free hand shot out to catch you, yet you both fell to the grass anyway. Cookie laughed and jumped on your back, wrapping you two into a tight hug.

Ignoring the whooping and hollering around you, you leaned down and peppered kisses around his face, making sure to whisper your answer in between, “Yes. Yes. Yes. I love you too.”

There was no time for peace because it was a few seconds later, you three were hauled up and into multiple hugs and congratulations from your family.

Your mom wrapped her arms around you as you two watched a few of your uncles clap Kiseok on the back, laughing at his embarrassed blushing face.

She breathed in. “He’s a good man. He loves you and takes care of Cookie like she’s his own. I’m so happy for you.”

At first you didn't think anything of it. He would ask you how your day was, if you ate and how you were feeling. Nothing crazy or out of pocket. It was innocent most of the time, and usually followed up by making plans to see you later on.

There was nothing you could do to stop your heart from bursting out of your chest each time you heard a small chime. Nicole had glared at you once when you two were on lunch and you scrambled over the table to reach your phone.

"Is that Lover Boy?" She teased. You were thankful that, out of all the nicknames she could've used - and she had a lot of them -, lover boy was the one she had stuck with. For now.

"What?" You feigned ignorance, "I have no idea what you're talking about. That's...Amazon. My package was delivered."

She smirked, sipping her iced tea, "I'm sure it was."

After a few days, Kiseok's texts became a little more...risky. You had no problem with sexting. When in the right setting, it was hot but he would send you wild shit while you're in the middle of a meeting, or when you're trying to finish up the last of your work before heading to see him. Usually you could play it off then retreat to the bathroom to respond but when he sent a voice recording of that damned deep voice of his, you stood from your desk and went to the stairs corridor to call and cuss him out for getting you bothered at eleven in the morning. You promised punishment as soon as you were off and Kiseok was, to say the least, intrigued. That night he was stunned at how different you could be if he gave you the reigns. Days after that, he still catches himself staring after you with amazement.

From that point on, he pretty much figured out that he could make you do nearly anything with a certain voice. It was a dangerous game that you two played. It only escalated when he coaxed you to touch yourself in the private bathroom at your company with him on FaceTime. You were lucky that you had finished in record-breaking time, before any of your coworkers (or God forbid, your boss) found out what exactly you were doing.

By the time the third week rolled around, Nicole had stopped hounding you for details of your hookups. Instead, she cautioned every now again. Typically, it was the same thing.

"Don't get too attached."

"He's a celebrity. You know how society is to foreigners dating celebs."

"What if he's a player? I just don't want you to get hurt."

While you appreciated her concern, you knew it was already too late not to get attached to him. Other than text you constantly, Kiseok did little things that had your head and heart confused.

On his bad days, he would complain to you about what happened and asked for your advice, if you had any to give, on the topic. He joked and teased you just like a friend would and willingly showed you pieces of his personal and work life as well. It was subtle at first - videos of him in the studio and then pictures of his friends when he was telling you a story about them. Each time, he would bring you food or have something delivered so you both got to learn each other's eating and drinking habits. You had seen him tipsy but he made it a point not to over do it in front of you.

Kiseok was also very considerate of you and your time, which you appreciated more than anything else. He didn't hound you if you didn't text back immediately and understood if you were swamped at the office or had to cancel that one time because the work would not be done until late in the night. He just told you to take care of yourself and later, had a pizza ordered to your job. It was around that time that you noticed you were falling a little too fast. You hadn’t admitted it out-loud, instead you chose to ignore those feelings completely. Hopefully, they would magically disappear into thin air.

You both didn't get into intimate details of your life. It was only by a weird stroke of luck that he hadn't found out about Cookie. She usually called right after you got off work anyway. Kiseok was busy during the day so when you went out to meet with your daughter and her father on your off days, he was in the middle of his own jam-packed schedule. Really, he was only available during the night time so you were more of a booty call than a FWB at this point. Neither of you had defined the "relationship" so far though, so it was hard to put a name to it right now.

It was Saturday when you woke up early and got dressed in casual clothes to go with Cookie to the zoo. Her, her father and his girlfriend were flying back to the US tonight so they wanted to do one last thing to fill the hours before the boring plane ride. You had cried last night as you thought of being without your mini-me for two whole months but his family hadn't seen her since she was much younger. You knew she would have fun, especially since his parents were dying to take her to Disneyland. You wished you could take an extended vacation and go with them but you had used most of your vacation days to take Cookie to Disney World for her birthday and that was only a couple of months ago.

Either way, you were sadder these past two days and thankfully Kiseok was swamped with an upcoming project so he hadn't been over in about four days. You didn't have to explain your blood-shot eyes.

You had so much fun at the zoo with your daughter that you didn't bother touching your phone. Your ex had taken most of the pictures for you all with promises to send them to you. It was around two in the afternoon when you four decided to go to a nearby burger joint and get some lunch. Cookie was shoving her face with chicken tenders so you decided to check your phone to pass the time. There were a few new gray message bubbles.

'Hey sexy thang ;)' 10:09AM

'This song better go double platinum with all the work I'm puttin in this bitch' 11:32AM

'Don't tell me you're asleep still?' 11:38AM

'I'm going to find a way to get your sexy ass as a video vixen one of these days' 11:47AM

'Argggh PD is calling me back. Text me when you wake up' 11:51AM

'We should be done by 2. Loco is taking me to some new place for food then I'm free. Can I swing by your place?' 11:52AM

Of course they were all from Kiseok. Not even your mother texted you as much as he did and although you liked the attention, right now you wanted to focus on Cookie since you won't physically see her for weeks after this. You frowned to yourself, feeling tears well up in your eyes for the millionth time today. You were going to miss her so much.

Composing yourself, you quickly typed a reply back. 'Hey. I'm up, just a little busy today. I won't be able to see you tonight. Maybe tomorrow if you're free?' 2:16PM

With that, you locked your phone and slid it in your pocket, once again forgetting about it soon after.

Your ex's girlfriend, Mia, nudged you slightly when she saw how pensive you were. "Hey, you okay? Was that work?"

Shaking your head, you took a breath, "No, I'm just gonna miss having my best friend around."

Cookie popped up, french fries sticking out of her mouth, "I'm gonna miss you too, mommy!" Her curly hair was pulled into two pony-tails, coils springing happily as she devoured the food in record-breaking time. "Don't cry! I'll make daddy buy you a Tiana dress so we can match!"

You laughed at the sight, tears pooling in your eyes again as her father pouted. "Ok, sweetie, I'd love to match with you."

About thirty minutes later, you all were getting ready to leave when Mia said she'd swing by and grab the rental car from the parking lot. They had to go to back to their hotel to pack. You all said your goodbyes, tears flowing freely between you and Mia. Cookie looked concerned for you as she wiped your tears, kissing your cheeks to reassure you.

Your ex hugged you and thanked you again, his eyes sparkling with happiness to have his precious daughter with him. You wished you could go with them once again as you watched their car drive off.

Back at home, you were greeted with a depressingly quiet apartment. It was cold and dark, something that was going to be a common occurrence for the coming weeks. Sniffling, you made your way to Cookie’s room, scanning her pink room with a blurring gaze. You were slowly walking around the room when you felt your phone ring.

It was Mia.

"Hello?" You called, wondering what could've happened in the last hour since you parted ways.

"Hey, Y/N, Cookie is freaking out because her father forgot to ask you to bring her Peach doll," Mia nearly shouted over the distraught crying in the background. You could hear your ex trying to console Cookie, to no avail. "Can you meet us at the airport with it?"

Searching the room, you spotted the Princess Peach doll on her bed and nearly sprinted out of the door. "I got it. When is your flight again?"

"Boarding is in another hour and a half."

Shit. You scrambled to snatch your keys and shoved the doll in your purse. "Okay, I'll leave now and meet you at departures, okay? Tell Cookie mommy's on the way."

You hung up and made a mad dash down to the parking garage. The airport was about a forty-five minute drive from your place, not including traffic or any other delays like the predictable Seoul rush hour.

At his own apartment, Simon was lounging on his couch, laptop on his chest as he worked. Loco was right next to him, on Face Time with the one and only Jay Park as he was at the airport.

"Have a safe flight," Loco was saying before Kiseok slid shoulder-to-shoulder with him.

"Get there and back in once piece, boss," the oldest one teased and Jay laughed. Unfortunately, he was distracted a little too long because he suddenly collided into a woman. The phone fell, face up and there were suddenly two faces on the screen.

His body guards reacted immediately and made sure the two were alright. Mildly interested, the two on the other side of the line watched on.

"I-I'm so sorry, oh God, I'm just in a rush." The woman's voice was so eerily familiar to Kiseok that he took a second to strain to hear it over the airport commotion.

Jay was off to the side, picking up his passport and other belongings that fell. "Nah, it's alright. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, thank you. Again, I'm so sorry I wasn’t- Is this your phone?"

Without further ado, the woman picked up Jay's phone, and Kiseok felt his eyes bulge out of his skull when her face came into view.

What was Y/N doing in the airport? Loco didn't notice the other's tense reaction and simply waved at the stranger. You didn't seem to glance at the screen, yet they could easily notice your tear-stained cheeks, and just passed it back to the owner.

Over Jay reassuring her that it was fine for the third time, a loud and very male voice yelled. "Y/N! There you are!"

With another apology, you left the frame and turned towards the male voice. Jay watched the interaction for a second before continuing on his way, which was conveniently right past you. Loco was talking to the CEO like that didn't just happen when Kiseok saw you in the frame again. He was positive it was you this time around.

You wore that over-sized gray sweater that he thought was so cute on you, hair tied messily and hugging a handsome foreigner tightly. He pulled back from the hug and pushed back some pieces of your hair from your face before smiling, his lips moving. Staring up to him, you nodded, wiping your face with your sleeves. He brought you back to his chest, arms around your shoulders.

Involuntarily, Kiseok felt his jaw clench at the display of affection. His eyes tore from the phone quicker than he meant to, causing his junior to stare at him in confusion.

For the rest of the night, Loco was warily watching as the older man was fuming next to him. There was hardly any movement from his part and he was sure he was in a coma until Simon wiped out his phone, tapping it a few times before pressing it to his ear.

“Nayoung? It’s been a while. Are you free right now?”

Almost choking on his coke, Hyukwoo coughed. Why was Kiseok calling her, of all people? Once the call wrapped up, he nervously voiced his concern, “Hyung...Why are you calling her at this hour..?”

He didn’t get an immediate response, instead, Kiseok stood and glared with the power of a thousand suns at the TV in front of them.

“Am I not single? Can I not do what I want, with whoever I want, too?”

Without any further explanation, he stormed out of the apartment all together.

“What?” You deadpanned, eyes glaring at the paused TV.

“Can you let me in? I want to see you.” His speech was a little slurred and slowed.

Eyebrows frowning, you stood up but made no move to the door. “Have you been drinking?”

A soft sigh was your answer before he knocked again. “You’ll find out that answer if you open the door...”

Before you could stop yourself, you finally went towards the door, “Jung Kiseok, did you fucking drink and drive all the way over here?! Do you know how dangerous that is? You could’ve killed yourself, or someo-”

Unlatching all the locks, you swung the door open and had to take a step back, otherwise Simon would’ve smashed right into you. The strong odor of soju and his favorite beer assaulted your nose before you finally took a look at him. He had on a black hoodie, which reeked of soju as well as was damp from the rain outside. His grey sweats were a little wet as he sat down at the door and kicked off his Jordan’s.

You stood out of the way and shut the door, replacing all the locks once again. Glancing back at Kiseok, he was now standing on unsteady feet, making his way towards your couch before plopping on it like he had done so many times before this.

He had gotten a fresh haircut since you last saw him. It was a bit shorter than last week, yet still stuck to his forehead in a way that was wholly too attractive. The anger and frustration of earlier was disappearing quickly and you didn’t like how easy it was for him to weasel his way into your heart again.

He groaned in discomfort, arm falling over his eyes. “Why do you have so many lights on?”

You chose to ignore that you only had the hallway light on and turned it off, “Why are you here?” The only source of light now came from the paused comedy show on the TV.

“I can’t want to see you?”

You didn’t like that he was answering your question with one of his own and folded your arms to show it. You stood at the foot of the couch, frowning deep. “Don’t you want to go to your little girlfriend’s place at this hour?”

Even drunk, Kiseok noticed how your tone changed. “Little girlfriend? You mean Nayoung?”

Your scoff was louder than you intended, “Whatever the hell her name is.”

Removing his arm from his face, he sat up a little unsteady and stared at you blankly. You met his stare head on and clapped yourself mentally on the back when you didn’t so much as blink. “What’s with the attitude?” He questioned after a long minute.

Swallowing your anger for a moment, you looked off to the side. For someone who dated many women, he was really clueless when it came to a woman’s emotions. “I don’t have an attitude.”

He blinked as if he didn’t believe that at all, narrowing his eyes slightly. “Is that why you blocked me?”

Manicured nails dug into your sweater. “Is what why?”

“Stop avoiding the question, ___.”

“I’m not.”

He stood on wobbly feet, his glassy eyes missing how your hands darted out to steady him in fear of him falling, and pulled out his phone from his pocket. With much difficulty, he manged to unlock the phone and shove it in your face. “See? I tried calling you, like, two million times. It goes right to your voicemail. Yet when I call from this phone,” He whipped out the sleek black phone in his other hand. “You answered that?”

Maneuvering him back to sit on the couch, you sat next to him and batted the phones from your face. “Whose phone is this?”

Kiseok clumsily put the new phone back in his pocket as he pouted slightly, “Mine.”

Your curious eyes scanned him up and down, “Since when do you have two phones?”

Seeing him distracted with trying to come up with an answer, you snatched his phone from his hand and saw all the phone calls he’s made to you over the last few days. Starting from Wednesday around 2AM.

Angel Face (8) - Outgoing Call: WED. 2:13AM ... Angel Face (17) - Outgoing Call: WED. 4:52AM ... Angel Face (39) - Outgoing Call: THUS. 1:07AM ... Angel Face (23) - Outgoing Call: THUS. 3:26AM ... Angel Face (32) - Outgoing Call: FRI. 9:49PM

“I figured you’d answer if it wasn’t my number. It was on sale so...”

You locked the phone and sighed. He bought a whole other phone just to call you. You didn’t miss what name he had for your contact either. He had called you Angel Face as a cute nickname and you thought it was so cringe that he felt the need to call you it all the time. It would be sweet if you weren’t still hurt from him dismissing you like you were some infectious disease. His eyes were looking for something in your face but you tossed his phone on his lap and stood.

“I thought you’d get the hint, but I guess not.”

The way Kiseok leaned back in the couch, arms coming to rest on the top of it almost had you crawling onto his lap. But you held your ground. He wasn’t going to get to you that easily. 

You continued, ignoring how he smirked when he saw your eyes wandering over his physique, “We’re nothing but acquaintances so why are you calling me so many times? If you’re here to fuck, you can go run off to your girl’s house ‘cause you’re not going to find it here.”

His head tilted and you had half a mind to smack him when a scoff left his lips. “Was what I said wrong? Would you have rather me say we were fuck buddies? Lovers? Booty calls? Take your pick.”

Finally, you felt that white hot sensation creep into your veins once again. Kiseok was the only person who could get you to change moods at an alarming pace. His control over you only amplified your frustration with the rapper. “Is that what this is to you? Just a booty call?”

He let out a humorless chuckle and you had to remind yourself now was not the time to have this conversation. You weren’t even sure how much he drank, but you’ve never seen him as drunk as he was right now. “Don’t act like this was something more for you when it clearly wasn’t.”

It was true that you had never made your feelings very obvious but if he had taken the time to actually read in between the lines, he might have figured it out before all this mess. You felt a little regret that you didn’t expose your feelings beforehand but you didn’t think he’d go out and find himself a girlfriend. You couldn’t stop the sharp tears that built up in the back of your eyes before taking a shaky breath.

“I’m not going to go back and forth with you anymore. You’ve made your decision, fine. Give me your keys. You can sleep here tonight.” Without giving him much warning, you dug into his pockets and grabbed his keys before he could take them back. “Stop drinking and driving. That’s just careless.”

You turned on your heel and were about to retreat into your room to cry yourself to sleep, when a large hand wrapped around your wrist. Gently, Kiseok tugged you to stand in front of him again. “Why am I blocked?”

You tugged your wrist weakly. “Because...You can’t just do what you do then get a girlfriend without telling me.”

He clicked his tongue, grip letting go of you. “What does this have to do with Nayoung? That was just dinner, ___, you know I’m not tied down to anyone.”

You sighed heavily before continuing on to your room, “Yeah, maybe that’s the problem.”

Before he could say or do anything, you shut the door behind you.

It took a few tears and a few reruns of old sitcoms for you to finally shut your eyes for the night. Even then, it was a restless sleep and you woke twice to toss and turn.

Just having Kiseok so close but still out of your reach was enough to distress you, even when you were unconscious.

Finally, around five am, you couldn’t take it anymore and got dressed. You took your time, hoping in the back of your mind that he would be up and sitting on the couch waiting for you.

As you quietly stepped into the living room, all hope that you could talk with him flew out the window.

Kiseok was wrapped in the throw blanket you kept on the couch, softly snoring into one of the decorative pillows. You took a step closer, placing his keys on the coffee table and clearly in his view. Hopefully he had slept off most of the alcohol and would be fine to drive. You were still upset that he would be stupid enough to even drive here in the first place, considering how far his apartment was from yours. 

Due to his height, he curled into the couch in such an adorable position. You felt your lips pull into a smile at the sight before you looked away.

Deep down, you knew you should stay and wait until he was up to talk with him but you couldn’t shake the feeling that he would reject you.

He would use the excuse that he was too busy...

He has too many things to juggle at once right now...

A relationship would complicate everything.

He wouldn’t be able to focus on you anyway.

All things that were true.

But, you had excuses of your own.

You wanted to live a normal life. Having a celebrity boyfriend is anything but normal, plus you didn’t want to be in the spotlight if you could help it.

And you had a daughter. You didn’t want to bring her around someone who wasn’t in for the long haul and unfortunately, it looked as if Kiseok wasn’t the man to stick around.

Feeling the familiar sting of tears in the back of your eyes, you decided now would be a good time to leave. Before he woke and saw you like this. 

If there was one thing you hated, it was crying in front of people. Especially someone you cared about deeply. With a shaking sigh, you grabbed your purse and went straight out the door.

Hours later, a faint ring finally stirred Kiseok from his deep slumber. There was a quiet lull in the house that pulled him back to sleep for a second before the vibrations of his phone rouse him once again.

Groaning, he fished in his pockets for the offending device, and blindly answered. “Hello?” Unfortunately, the buzzing still continued and he was forced to open his eyes to see he had the wrong phone.

Finally getting the right one the second time around, the call ended. With a frown, a large hand rubbed his eyes before taking in all the notifications that popped up.

Twenty missed calls from Jay with almost double the texts from him. Hoddy called a few times and a few from Loco as well. What the hell...

Oh.

Didn’t they have a company dinner last night?

What the hell happened?

He couldn’t think too much on it because Jay called back. He answered immediately. “Jay?”

“Bro, where the hell are you?! You can’t just disappear on us like that!” In the background, he could hear Loco saying thank god they finally got a hold of him.

“What...What even happened last night?” He asked, sitting up on the couch and instantly clutching his spinning head.

There was shuffling on the other line before Jay huffed, “You got wasted and were talking about some chick before you stormed out of the restaurant. Do you not remember?”

Pieces of last night were coming back to him slowly as Jay continued to lecture him about being reckless. His label mates had convinced him to take the night off to go eat with them. He felt bad for making them worry the last week, especially since he could see the concern in their eyes over the past couple of days. They could tell he wasn’t himself and to pacify them, he agreed to go out to dinner with them all.

Usually he could handle his alcohol pretty well. He hadn’t drank that much in a long time and obviously they hadn’t been able to cut him off after the fifth bottle. He groaned, remembering how plastered he was as he was ranting to them about his feelings for ___, who they had never once met or known about until that very moment. Through the course of the night, he had gotten progressively drunker and when Loco had taken his phone when he tried to call you, he remembered getting pissed and snatched it back, storming out of the place and straight to his car.

And he ended up right at your door, knocking and calling until you opened it for him.

You, in your comfy sweater, hair messy and out of your face, with no make up on and eating Chinese take-out. He had thought he was looking at an angel. 

That was when he realized he was in far too deep.

He could remember going back and forth with you and groaned again. Kiseok hated to upset you and was thankful that was the first time you two had argued.

He was careful not to drink too much in front of you because he knew how loose his tongue could get but that was definitely down the drain now.

“Where are you? Who even is ___? You’ve never spoken of a girl to any of us, are you seeing her? I coulda sworn you went to dinner with that Nayoung chick though...”

“Fuck,” he cursed under his breath when he finally looked around and noticed just whose apartment he was at. “I’m good, though. I crashed at...a friend’s.”

“You’re lucky you didn’t get hurt or hurt someone, as drunk as you were last night...Do you need me to come get you? I can have someone drive the car back-”

“No, no,” he denied quickly, snatching his keys and pocketing them. “I’m pretty fucking sober now.”

“Alright. Drive home safe then. Let me know when you get home.” The younger grumbled a bit more before he finally cut the call.

Standing up, Kiseok had to steady himself, bending slightly to not fall over with how fast his head was spinning. It felt like it would split wide open at this point. Thankfully, it was so quiet in the apartment that he could only really hear his own breathing.

Once he was gathered enough, he took a few hesitant steps towards the hallway, peaking into the open bathroom.

“___?” He called into the quietness of the hall.

When there wasn’t any answer, he went to the room he frequented the most, your bedroom. With a knock, Kiseok waited a beat before opening it. He expected to see you in there, but it was empty. 

Disappointment filled up before he sighed and closed the door. It was nearly one in the afternoon. If you weren’t home, it wasn’t likely you’d be back soon. Maybe you were at work-

The ajar door next to your own caught your eye. He’d never really explored your apartment and you had never offered. He figured it wasn’t important either but that door had always been closed. You had your own bathroom connected to your room and he had been in the main bathroom that was right across from your room so he knew this one wasn’t a bathroom.

You worked from home some times so it was probably an office of sorts?

Either way, he opened it, pushing it softly. “____? Are you in here?”

He wasn’t expecting...this.

Walking from the kitchen, you scanned the living room once more to make sure all of Cookie’s toys and shoes were in her room. For a second, you felt a bit odd for putting her things away. Almost like there was something to hide. You shook off the feeling.

Simon was a near stranger. Sure, you knew him (kind of) from seeing him on TV but he could be completely different than his personality that you’ve seen. Until you got to know him a little better, you didn’t feel comfortable with sharing such intimate details about your life just yet.

There were still her baby pictures and a few family pictures hung around so if he dug hard enough he would figure it out, but otherwise, it looked almost the same as when you didn’t have any kids. Laptop out on the coffee table, your heels from the work day against the couch and Netflix frozen on the mounted TV.

Finally at the door, you unlatched the lock and swung it open. Kiseok stood there with a lopsided grin and held up two plastic bags of what looked like food containers. Food? Whenever you watched movies about people hooking up, rarely would one of them bring food but you were new to this and accepted it without question.

You held the door open for him as he made his way inside, smiling as you examined him up and down.

In that large black hoodie and equally dark jeans, he looked as good as sin. You didn’t notice that you had been oogling him for a little longer than you intended until you heard him clear his throat.

“Are you going to eat or stare at me like that all night?” Kiseok teased, looking over his shoulder as he slipped off his shoes. 

Huffing quietly, you rounded him and detached one of the bags from his fingers to move to the living room. “That all depends on what food you got.”

You placed the bag on the coffee table, thankful it was low enough for you to be sitting on the ground and eat from it. He naturally followed suit and you two began removing the containers. You tossed your MacBook on the far end of the couch when you caught him pulling out a soju bottle.

Simon felt your stare and wiggled his eyebrows before briefly explaining, “Work is stressful.”

You didn’t need to be told twice. You knew how difficult it was to be in a position where people relied on you constantly and although you knew next to nothing about how it was as an artist at AOMG, you were certain it wasn’t all rainbows and fairy-tales. Laid out on the rectangle table were almost every side dish you could think of and in the middle was two different types of chicken.

He handed you a pair of chopsticks, long fingers lingering on your palm that made you smirk. “This is a lot of food. You didn’t need to get so much.”

He shrugged, breaking his pair while maintaining eye contact with you. “It’s been a minute since I got to eat with such a beautiful woman. Besides,” he moved to sit next to you, your arms brushing as he grabbed a piece of chicken. “You’ll need your energy for what I have planned later.”

The casual way he said that made you pause and the effect of his baritone voice was immediate. Your tongue darted out to wet your lips as a warm flush took over your body. Swallowing, you tried to calm yourself enough to retort but you could only find it in yourself to give him a look that was no-where near innocent.

“Oh?” Your voice was not as strong as you would’ve liked and you cursed your weakness of deep voices. Kiseok’s was definitely going to be a problem for you, especially when he just said things like that out of nowhere!

“Mhm,” he hummed, placing a piece of kimchi against your lips. You braved eye contact once again when you opened your mouth, tongue coming out to accept the offering. Just to tease him, you wrapped your lips around the smooth wood and let your tongue stick out between them.

His eyes narrowed at your actions, darkening considerably. “Eat up, gorgeous. You’ve got a long night ahead of you.”

Once again, Kiseok was true to his word - he didn’t let you leave your room until hours later when you suggested showering before you both knocked out.

He wiggled his eye brows at you, obviously about to suggest something unholy yet again but held his tongue when he saw how carefully you slid off the bed. The grimace on your face told him that maybe three rounds were probably starting to catch up to you right about now. 

As gentlemanly as he could, his arm smoothly caught your waist and he held most of your weight while you two made your way to the bathroom. You were too shocked to really question it but as he lathered your body with that vanilla body wash under the strong stream of warm water, you let your eyes follow his movements.

Despite his rough image, Kiseok was actually very gentle with you and you couldn’t stop the smile from stretching over your lips. You caught the loofa and tilted your head, “Your turn.”

With a cocky smirk, he let you.

It wasn’t until you were both tucked under the blanket that you realized how late it really was at that point. Kiseok was soundlessly sleeping behind you, curled into the back of your neck when your tired eyes caught the time. 3:17AM

You groaned to yourself, smashing your face into the pillow. ‘I have to be up in four hours! Go to sleep, Y/N!’

The next morning, which was really a few hours after you fell asleep, you were surprised to see a naked chest when you opened your eyes. 

Getting your wits together, you noticed one of his arms was slung over your waist, hand pressing your back into him. His chin was resting on your head, soft breaths ruffling your already messy hair. The blanket was pulled up and tucked around you two like a cocoon of warmth.

Relaxing once again, your softly moved your hands from his chest to his arms. When Kiseok made no move to indicate he was waking up, you took that as a sign to continue, fingers traveling gently up the slope of his neck to run through his tangled hair. A low, tired sound that mimicked a groan was heard above you and you froze.

He huffed, the other hand coming around you to drag you closer to him as if there was any space left between your bodies.

“Why did you stop?”

You nearly melted to a puddle of goo at his morning voice. If you thought his normal tone was dangerous, this was capable of making you weak in the knees.

The chuckle when he felt your fingers stroke his hair again made you swallow. Hopefully, he didn’t notice your reaction but you felt that was just wishful thinking at this point. 

Without warning, Kiseok wiggled down to bury his face against your collarbone, wrapping one of his legs around yours. You smiled at the display but didn’t comment on it.

A few minutes of petting him, his breath evened out greatly and his hold slacked just a bit. You could tell he wasn’t sleeping, but was right about to fall back into dreamland. Swallowing a sigh, you twisted to look at the clock on your nightstand with a pout.

It was time you got up. Usually, you were up by this point and had completed your morning routine. If you stayed in bed any longer, you would be late for work. This was definitely one of the harder days to get out of bed.

“I have to get ready for work,” you whispered, not wanting to disturb the stillness.

His arms tightened their hold like a snake would to it’s prey, effectively trapping you against him. His husky voice was still laced with sleep when he mumbled into your neck, “Call out.” To sweeten the deal, his lips began to softly press downwards towards your cleavage.

Twenty minutes later, you were still batting away his wandering hands as he drove you to work. You weren’t too keen on letting him see into your private life too much but he insisted, claiming he wanted to pick you up when you were done since he was taking the day off.

You weren’t sure what exactly this “relationship” was. It was certainly not anywhere near dating, since he had only found out your name yesterday. Kiseok didn’t seem phased by the lack of conversation around the topic either, although it bothered you to some degree. It would be better for your mind, and heart, if you could put a label on this. 

Two streets away from the company building, his large hand landed directly on your thigh, just where the end of your black skirt exposed your skin. You froze, fingers hoovering over the glass of your phone before your resumed. You only hoped he hadn’t noticed the slight hitch in your breath.

His fingers squeezed your thigh as he threw you a smirk when his car pulled into the parking lot.

With your purse in hand and the other on the door handle, you gave him a smile, “Thanks for taking me. I’ll call you around five? If you can’t get me, then it’s fine. I can have Nicky ta-”

“I’ll be here at five then.” His smirk only grew when you raised a brow at him. With a nod, you stepped out of the car but turned back when he called your name.

His eyes were lowered as they racked down your figure, causing a sudden heat to flood your body. “Do me a favor...Walk slowly.”

You scoffed playfully, “You’re going to make me late for work.” And shut the door.

Walking into the building, you put a little bit more effort into swinging your hips as you went.

Once you got through security, a blur of blue and white attacked you from the side, scaring you half to death.

Nicky was bouncing up and down, with a grin so wide you were sure her cheeks must be in pain right now. Her hawk eyes were moving back and forth to see into the parking lot. “He’s got a nice car too! Wow, must be nice to have a sugar daddy, hm~”

You smacked her arm, but she only giggled and walked with you to the elevators. “Stop it. He’s not my sugar daddy,” you whisper-yelled, head swishing back and forth to make sure no one was around.

She gave you a disbelieving stare. “Either way, he took you to work. That’s so domestic.”

The doors opened and you two entered, pressing both buttons of your floors. “Don’t over-think it. He’s off today and wants to spend the night together so he said he’ll pick me up.”

“How romantic!” Nicky gushed, ignoring the glare you gave her as she fawned like a school girl. “Maybe he wants to take you out like a date?!”

Although the idea was welcomed by you, you knew better than to get your hopes up. Kiseok hadn’t expressed anything like wanting to go out for dinner in public, so you didn’t even want to have a passing thought about it.

From what you had seen and experienced, Simon was very caring and sweet, not to mention insanely attractive so if he wanted to wine and dine you, there were no complaints on your end. However, it didn’t look like that was the situation.

During the day, you had to ignore Nicky’s constant teasing smiles and emails. You were anticipating the end of the day, and a part of you hated yourself for expecting something much more than this was.

When five o’clock came rolling around, and you were walking out of the front door, you felt your heart flip at the sight of his car. You couldn’t push away the smile that light up your face, especially when he got out of the drivers seat to open the passenger door for you to slide in.

You weren’t sure what was going to happen with this new found “friendship” but what was the harm in exploring it? You were single, young and had your own job. Your daughter was well taken cared for and you hadn’t been with anyone in years. So what if he just wanted sex? You weren’t looking for a relationship either!

So, the reason your heart was beating that fast because this was all new. It had nothing to do with any growing feelings. 

Jay Park:

Mostly all talk

Is thankful that his gf likes the thrill and willing to go on roller coasters

Underestimates it a lot though

Is not prepared to be dragged on the largest, most extreme ride in all of South Korea

Acts tough, saying this is nothing for him but deep down

He’s shitting bricks

Cries a little as the ride operator is buckling you two up

Wonders why tf he has to sign a waiver

Says a prayer when he realizes this is actually happening

Asks the operators to let him off last minute

Screaming the entire time from start to finish

Has a death grip on you

Hides behind you as much as he can

As soon as the ride comes to a stop, he’s rethinking all his life choices

Doesn’t remember how he got into this situation

Yet doesn’t refuse any other thrilling rides

He ain’t no bitch

Simon D:

Thinks it’s so cute that you’re an adrenaline junkie

Doesn’t really understand what it means

Is definitely shocked when you tell him you want to go sky diving

“That’s a no for me dawg”

Will not give into you for any extreme things like sky diving

Swimming with sharks? He’ll laugh in your face ‘cause he would rather eat his hand

He will agree to bungee jumping with much MUCH begging on your part

Doesn’t really see the appeal of throwing yourself off a building with only a string as your life line

Honestly kind of scared how excited his s/o gets

Like some thing must not be right with your mind if you like it this much

Won’t judge you but he’d rather watch you have fun

Won’t let you do something that isn’t safe or is too risky

Doesn’t bungee jump unless it’s the tandem ones

Willing to do it a few more times after he sees how fun it really is

Suggests you do something that won’t kill you like an amusement park

Gray:

You do you, sis

But leave him out of it

Loves you

But won’t do anything he deems as life threatening 

Which is pretty much anything you’d want to do

The most he’d do is like six flags rides

And even at that you would have to convince him

Bribes work good

He’s weak for his s/o so a few tempting offers will have him waiting in line with a grumpy face

Is complaining the whole time

Doesn’t want to be here and lets you know this is only cause he loves you

Very talkative when he’s nervous

Asks the ride operators a million questions

“How many people have died on this?” “You’re supposed to tell me no one, right?”

Tries to get you to go to a smaller roller coaster

Panics when he notices you want to do it

Eventually he’ll suck it up and hide how scared how he really was

On the ride, he’ll actually enjoy it

Likes the rush it gives him and the butterflies whenever there’s a big loop

The only one to actually want to go on more rides

You’ve now created a monster

Loco:

Kinda down for almost anything

He’s terrified though, but honestly

YOLO

Feels like if he doesn’t do it now, he probably won’t do it when he gets older

So that’s kind of his reasoning when he agrees to go sky diving

Regrets is as soon as he agrees though

As he sees the waivers and all the shit he has to do

He’s texting his parents how he loves them and his will

Wants to record the experience so he can document it all

Glares at you when he sees how hyped you are

Tries to smile for the pics but is way too nervous

Wonders why he has suffer like this

Does his very best to drag one of his other friends in this but gives up

In the plane, he will tell he loves you and give you a kiss

Is crying the entire jump

Screaming like someone is killing him

Pure panic on his face

Almost passed out when they got closer to ground

Once he’s on the Earth again, he’ll kiss the ground and hug it

Afterwards, he’ll tell you he enjoyed it but never ever again

Jihun: 

Because Jihun is so clingy, he can get jealous very quickly. He’ll be very pouty and whiny about it though. Not in an angry way or anything but he will notice when someone attractive is talking to you and if your attention is not on him, his mood will fall and he’ll kind of just sulk in the back until you shower him in attention again. A few reassuring words and kisses will go a long way.

Inseong:

I’ve said this before but I feel Inseong would be a little insecure in a relationship because of his personality so he would get jealous easily too but it would be more emotional than anyone else. He takes a lot of things to heart so if someone was flirting with his s/o, he would instantly compare himself to that person and doubt himself. His jealousy is silent because he won’t tell you, but it’s obvious since he won’t talk and will be suddenly very serious. He’ll tell you in private but it will take a lot of prodding to get him to spill it.

Heejun:

Although confident, Heejun still will feel jealous in certain situations. Someone complimenting you won’t bother him, but if they actively and boldly hit on you, it would be a problem. He trust you, he doesn’t trust other people. So, he will let you handle it if he wasn’t around, but if he was around he won’t hesitate to be like “Uh, yeah, hi, I’m the boyfriend. Who are you again?” He can be very petty and doesn’t mind putting someone in their place should the need arise. Definitely would be salty if saw you laughing at someone else’s jokes but would be a brat and monopolize all your attention right after.

Seoham:

Giant baby Seoham is so trusting and loving that he wouldn’t get jealous easily. He understands that his s/o is hot af and other people can see that also. He won’t mind people complimenting or being flirty (harmlessly). When he’s in a serious relationship, trust is a big thing. If he doesn’t trust you, there’s no point in being together so he trusts you to shut down anyone trying to make advances on you. Also he respects your space enough to let you handle it on your own. He will step in if someone is being inappropriate or if he notices you’re uncomfortable. Touching you is a no-no too so as soon as some handsome idol places his hand on your shoulder, it’s removed by Seoham who smiles thinly, “Let’s keep our hands to ourselves.” He will rarely ever get jealous, but he is protective!

Dongwon:

So so secure in your relationship, Dongwon is big on communication. He will talk about his problems and expect you to do the same. He confides in you so he feels your bond is so strong that there’s no reason for him to worry about you flirting with other people. He puts his trust in you 100% so he’s confident that you won’t betray that. He can get a bit protective and will stand up for you if he notices you can’t get out of an uncomfortable situation but if it’s harmless banter between you and your friend, he doesn’t see the harm in it. Your friend has to know the limit and the line between playful and flirty is very thin. He won’t hesitate to tell you if he doesn’t like something so if you crossed a line, you’ll know immediately anyway.