#ceo exo

[amandoaexo]

Sexy CEO Jongdae for anon

[ninibears-erigom]

money make her smile — oh sehun

➳ Credit to @baekphia for this lovely gif

➳ published: 13.09.18 ➳ ceo!au || escort!au || genre: smut || rated: m ➳ pairing: exo x reader ➳ summary: You’d do absolutely anything for the right price - even be a call girl for nine of Seoul’s most eligible bachelors. ➳ word count: 3.5k

Mini Masterlist || Prologue || Minseok | Yixing >

Sehun smiles at the outfit he chose for you; you will be on show for all his guests but your most delicate, intimate parts will only be for his eyes. He knows you won’t deny his request, he knows you will give in to his every whim and when he thinks about all the things he has planned on top of planning the event itself – it makes him grow inside his expensive pants while he puts the outfit back in the bag and under his desk.

He smiles thinking about how pissed off Minseok looked when he snagged your attention at his unveiling; a scene he is sure you paid for it but then he thinks about how his older associates will react when they have to watch him have you to himself while they can do nothing, say nothing.

The event will be extravagant, as always, the beach on the edge of his property is getting prepared as he sits in his stuffy office and works on the final details of his speech; having to thank his associates and people who made this event possible.

He smiles as he types away on his work computer counting down the hours until he can have his fun – because if Oh Sehun loves anything in this world more than his dog, it’s creating a scene.

And a scene will he create.

The limousine pulls up to the house you know well enough, you’ve been here a few times, previous occasions with former clients and you can see things are still being prepared; the entrance to the large backyard is still being set up, the staff that are working the event are dressed in swimwear and you wonder if the line he’s introducing is swimwear for dogs.

Oh Sehun, CEO of ViVi, is a man who loves his dog; the company, named after his pet, is the leader in animal fashion and with celebrities all over the globe dressing their dogs up, having pigs in purses and jewelled collars for cats – the company has taken over by catering to all. They design for sporting animals, show animals and luxury animals – anything that an animal will wear, for any occasion; ViVi makes it and makes it well.

If you were an animal person, you would buy from them but thankfully, you enjoy not having to clean poop out of a litter box or deal with dog hair over your nice clothes.

“Miss Y/N?” A female staff member comes and opens your door, bowing as you step out. “Mr. Oh has tasked me with helping you get ready for the beach party.”

“Beach party?” You raise an eyebrow, you know his property reaches out to the white sands of the pristine beach but never has a party gone further than his home.

The woman nods, pointing to some staff members walking past and confirming your suspicions. “The company is unveiling this year’s swimwear line tomorrow and he’s decided to hold a beach party tonight, with the exhibition being held tomorrow morning when the models arrive. There are a few lucky guests who are staying tonight; you being one of them.” You chuckle, immediately knowing who the lucky guests were. If you knew anything about Sehun, he’s one for the dramatics; his little stunt at Minseok’s party probably small compared to what he has planned for tonight – and tomorrow.

You follow behind the woman as she finally begins to lead the way inside the large mansion. The décor is extravagant; high ceilings with beautiful designs, varnished wooden floors with Persian rugs and several portraits of Sehun with his beloved Vivi hang on the walls. The entire house reflects the young millionaire with a multi-million business and his expensive taste but it is also designed perfectly so that multiple dogs can roam freely and feel at home.

The woman takes you up a grand staircase and stops in front of a delicately carved door – identical to the rest on the third floor. “This is your room while you stay at the house; please make yourself at home. Mr. Oh asks if you could have a shower and shave if needed, I will be back within the hour and help you get ready.” She bows again before leaving you in front of the door with a grin on your face; you had shaven this morning, always making sure you are in top condition before going to a client’s but you obey the simple instruction of showering.

Sehun is informed the moment he arrives home, that you are currently in the shower; he hands the bag to his assistant who he’s ordered to take care of you and heads for his bedroom. He showers, cleaning the stench of the office of his skin while thinking about the show tomorrow – and the show tonight. Your body will look beautiful in the bikini that he picked out for tonight’s beach party but also the dress, chosen to match his specially chosen outfit, will cause heads to roll.

The best thing about Sehun and the other bachelors is that they all are involved in different lines of work – exposed to different industries and media which means that no-one would think twice about the beautiful woman in the icy blue dress at Minseok’s purifier unveiling being the same woman who will be sitting next to Sehun at his swimwear show.

But wouldn’t that be a scandal, Sehun chuckles at the thought, how one woman could be on the most eligible bachelor’s arms at different events – even if it isn’t unheard of for them to be taking random women as dates for the sake of it.

Not that there has been many that lasted longer than a few hours.

After his shower, Sehun walks down the hall to the room that you were assigned, three doors down from his own grand bedroom, to see if you were ready; knocking, he can hear girl talk happening from behind the closed door before his assistant’s voice announces his arrival.

“Mr. Oh,” she bows, Sehun gives an inclination of his head. “Miss Y/N has just finished getting ready.”

“Thank you,” he briefly looks at her before his eyes make their way to you. “Please go help finish up the arrangements for tonight; the special guests should be arriving shortly and you need to direct them to the entrance while giving their drivers their room keys.” She rushes away with her new orders while Sehun walks over to you. Your eyes watch him in the mirror as he makes his way over to you, dark eyes scanning over your body and pink, lush lips pulling into a proud smile. “I knew you’d look amazing in that.”

“You have a wonderful eye for women’s fashion.” You remark, standing up to face him and giving him a view he’s been dying to see since he picked out the bikini.

Your body fits the bikini perfectly, the black material with golden rings holding the material in place on your hips and in the valley of your breasts; your hair hanging loosely around your shoulders while you stand with the weight on one leg and your eyes holding a sultry gaze.

Oh, he wishes he could take you right then and there but it would be rude for the host to keep his guests waiting.

“I think we should get going,” Sehun holds out his arm for you to take, “we don’t want the guests to wait for too long.”

When Sehun entered your room, you felt heat rush to your core just by the look of him. His hair looking soft and smooth, a loose white shirt covering the muscular body underneath and a pair of black shorts showing off the sexiest ass you’ve ever seen on a man; you want to dig your nails into those gluts as he takes you hard.

But that’s for later.

You walk arm in arm with Sehun, walking along the sand while you take in the party beginning around you. Many fashion names are here, models and designers from all around the globe but so are the men you are currently contracted to – all hungrily watching as Sehun parades you around like a prize. He’s taunting them, teasing them because they can look all they want but tonight, you are all his and they can’t steal you away from him.

As the sun begins to set, people begin to drink from the bar, music starts playing from the live band while a bonfire is lit and bodies who want to take a dip, head for the crystal clear body of water nearby.

“Shall we?” Sehun places a hand on your waist as you watch two of the models splash in the low waves. He runs his free hand through his soft hair, the gentle breeze catching a few strands and blowing the away from his face, adding the casual look he has. You barely have to act with him in this situation, the party has no paparazzi and the guests hardly pay attention to you or Sehun, so you nod, lacing your fingers through his and following him down to the shore.

The water is warm, the waves gentle and Sehun pulls you until both of you are covered by water up to your belly buttons. He pulls you close, the warmth of his body cooling slightly in the water but the heat he burns through your body with a heated kiss has your temperature rising. You press your body closer, his hands cupping your ass while you wrap your legs around his waist, tongues rolling together while you rock slightly with each wave and losing your senses as Sehun’s shirt clings to his skin and your hands run through his soft black hair.

A splash breaks your trance and you stand on your own two feet once more while Sehun glares at the three people standing close by, yelling above the crashing waves about getting a room but this seems to cause a spark to light behind Sehun’s lust-filled eyes.

A perfect opportunity for him to cause a scene without scandalous photos to fly around the internet.

“Turn around, baby.” He directs you, turning your body towards Chanyeol, Jongdae and Baekhyun who stand close enough to see what he’s about to do while the rest of the party is raging behind them. “They want a show, how about we give them one?” You hum, head resting against his shoulder while his hands roam over your body. “Cover your beautiful breasts for me.” He unhooks your bikini top, your hands replacing the material while he carefully pushes them into his pocket of his shorts; wouldn’t want you to have to leave without it.

He smirks at his audience, pushing your hair out of the way as he kisses along the curve of your neck and large hands make their way down your body. You jerk, visibly reacting to his touch as he pinches your clit; he grinds against you, you can feel his cock growing as he rubs your clothed clit and enjoys as you don’t try to fight it.

Of course you wouldn’t, the better you are at given Sehun what he wants, the more you’ll get paid – and the faster he’ll fuck you.

“Good girl,” he whispers, smirking as he watches Jongdae shift uncomfortably with wide eyes unable to look away. “I was thinking of fucking you so hard that the whole floor would hear you scream my name, hear who you belong to for the night but instead,” he moves your bottoms to the side to allow access to your throbbing pussy and hard clit. “How about I just make them watch instead?” You moan at the thought, your ass pushing against his hard cock as if pleading for him to take you already.

You don’t care if someone is watching, you’ve had a client watch as you were eaten out by his wife, and you know it’ll add to his own pleasure.

He uses his other hand to free himself from his swimming trunks, spreading your lips apart to allow easier entrance and you groan at his size. For the youngest, he’s got size to challenge; you know he’s not completely inside, that there is still more but you can’t confirm this from your current position. Sehun grunts as he begins to thrust, eyes not leaving the three men ahead of him; your body starts to lubricate his length to make it easier for him to slide in and out and soon, he’s set a good pace and has you in a comfortable position against him.

You moan, loud enough to be heard, as he fucks you hard and you massage your breasts, pinching the nipples between your fingers as your head rests against Sehun’s shoulder with your eyes closed. You lose yourself to the pleasure he gives, hitting deep and rubbing against your sweet spot with every thrusts.

The water that surrounds feels warmer the hotter your body gets and you begin to find it hard to keep your breasts held, wanting instead to wrap your arms around Sehun’s neck. “Let’s change positions, Sehunnie.” You moan out the nickname, Sehun growls at it and nips at your neck in response. “Please~ I want to wrap my legs around your waist and scream your name as they watch me come undone.”

“I like the sound of that,” Sehun smirks, pulling out and you quickly move so your legs are tightly around his waist and your guiding him back in again. “Fuck,” he groans when you rotate your hips to meet his thrusts, “keep doing that.”

There’s no holding back, Sehun and you creating waves of your own as you lose yourself and ignore those watching; the other CEO’s standing at the shore line, wondering why their companions have stayed glued to the same spot before seeing the position you are currently in. Sehun shoves his face into the valley of your breasts, kissing his way to your nipple before sucking, his eyes watching as you throw your head back with a loud cry.

Your hands clench against his shoulders, hips failing to keep up and a white hot burning sensation erupts through your veins before you rest your forehead against his broad shoulder; panting while Sehun quickly pulls out and releases into the ocean with a deep groan.

He looks over your shoulder when you are standing on wobbly feet again, chuckling as three bodies retreat back to shore. “Let me help you,” he pulls out your bikini top and puts it on for you. “I think we should go back, we don’t want to miss the fun.” You huff in amusement, following behind him as he walks proudly and you try not to get knocked off your feet.

You hope there’s more fun in store.

You wake up when a tongue swirls around your nipple, dark brown eyes watching your face as you yawn and run a hand through his messy hair. How Sehun still has energy to go after the night you two had is beyond you.

“Are you sure you aren’t part rabbit?” Sehun pulls away with a cheeky smirk.

“It’s not often I get the chance to wake up a beautiful woman with morning sex,” you know this isn’t true; he could have any woman he wanted in his bed. “I think I’ll wait until tomorrow though.”

“Tomorrow?” He nods even though you are confused. “I wasn’t aware that I was staying another night.”

He sits up, stretching his long, muscular arms above his head and proceeds to get out of bed. “The show is today, you are to remain as mine until tomorrow when you leave. Is there a problem?” He looks over his shoulder after pulling a clean pair of briefs over the tight ass you finally dug your nails into last night.

“Of course not, next time, however, I would appreciate knowing the details of my job beforehand; so I can perform it to the best of my abilities.” You smile, wrapping the sheets around you as you get out of bed and walk towards the drawers where the woman who helped you last night told you were clean lingerie.

“There is a white dress in the closet for you to wear later today, you are free to wear whatever else until then; breakfast will be served shortly downstairs with the other guests and until tomorrow comes,” Sehun takes your chin in between two fingers and kisses you deeply, stealing your breath away before pulling away with a satisfied smile. “You are to be my girlfriend.”

It’s a role that many clients ask you to play, especially if they need to put on a show. In Sehun’s case, you are unsure whether the show is for the occasion itself or because he invited his eight associates to the fashion show as well and wants to toy with them.

After last night, you are sure he wants to toy with them.

The dress is beautiful, off white and flowy with the hem sitting just below your knees, you’ve worn light make up to match, the pearl earrings that were left on the vanity with your hair curled and tied up in a bun; a few tresses tickling your neck.

Sehun knocks on your door before entering, wearing a matching outfit; a flowing white shirt similar to yesterday, light blue jeans with fashionable sandals. “You might want these,” he holds up a pair of gold roman sandals that reach the hem of your dress.

The two of you look like you’re about to go on a date, rather than going to an animal fashion show but the moment you reach the back yard; you realise everyone else is dressed the same.

You are on his arm, playing the perfect girlfriend; shaking hands with everyone he talks to, laughing at all the jokes told, smiling and leaning into his side while his hands trace your sides. When his head designer mentions how Sehun has never mentioned you before, you are quick to answer.

“Sehunnie is a terribly busy man; we weren’t even sure what to class us as until last week.” You look up at him innocently, placing a hand against his firm chest and pouting for effect. “Even then, we preferred to keep things quiet. You know how quickly things spread.” She seems impressed by this answer, nodding in agreement about how quickly the media can twist the truth.

“Let’s hope he can give you more of his time now that this year’s summer line is now released.” Sehun grins, kissing your temple before whispering his words of praise in your ear. The designer giggles about how cute her boss looks, turning to speak with someone else and possibly gossip about Sehun’s love life but he doesn’t seem to care – having already dealt with these types of gossips before.

The show begins, you are in the front row with Sehun, holding his hand and watching as the dogs wearing swimwear walk across the stage; obeying silent commands from their owners. You don’t see the point in all honesty, animals wearing clothing of any kind but you can’t fault the amazing detail put into every design. Different sizes for different breeds; hats for different head shapes, life jackets for every size and even two pieces for female dogs – as strange as this is to you, it’s a marvel to everyone else around you as they whisper about each piece.

“Bored?” A Chinese accent catches your attention and you turn to your left, to see Zhang Yixing, CEO and founder of Baarbers.

“No,” you look over at Sehun, who’s currently whispering to someone else beside him, “just not particularly interested.”

“What about flying to Paris to the opening of my new shop there?” You raise your eyebrow; Paris is a city you’ve always imagined going to but have never quite managed due to being in high demand.

“I could be persuaded.” You feel Sehun’s hand caress your thigh, warning you of the role you’re meant to be playing and so you smile at Yixing, cutting the conversation short. “You have my number, Mr. Zhang.” He merely nods, returning your smile before turning his attention to the animals in front of him.

“Is my girl already planning on leaving me?” Sehun chuckles in your ear, causing you to shiver from the sensation of his breath against your neck.

“You have me for one more night before I leave you for an older man,” you tease, kissing him briefly before winking at him.

“One more night is all I need, sweetheart.” He nips your earlobe before standing up and heading for the stage, leaving you to think about all the things you want him to do before you leave his bed tomorrow morning.

All the ways you can make him remember you for years to come.

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 ➳ Oh Sehun || CEO of ViVi || 12 April 1994 || 24 || Aries  ➳ Fashion for animals  ➳ Enjoys creating a scene  ➳ Exhibitionist, enjoys when someone is watching but can perform just as well behind closed doors  ➳ Night: beach party then a show of the latest animal swimwear  ➳ Trophies: off-white dress and gold roman sandals, pearl earrings and black and gold bikini

[singingunderthecurtain]

DIAMOND (CEO AU Baekhyun Series) Part 8

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Photo not mine, found it on Google.

Author: @julietsoddeye​ AU: CEO!Baekhyun Genre: Angst | Smut | Romance Pairing: Baekhyun x Lee Soojin (You/OC) [Written as if the reader is the OC] Trigger Warning: Smut on future chapters. Mentions of car accident. Mentions of being blind. Baekhyun being an a-hole. Word Count: 3,511

Plot: After 10 years of exile to another country, you are finally back home and you were surprised to find out that you are engaged to the son of your father’s long-time friend and business partner.

On this Chapter:

“You’re not supposed to be here, get out!”

Baekhyun locks the door of the fitting room and slid his way in front of you like a swift animal attacking their prey.

“Why are you locking the door?”

“I’ve been waiting for so long!”

“It’s only been a few minutes, Baekhyun. Please get out.”

“Is this the dress you want?”

He ignores what you said and took the dress from your hands. He examines and puts it in front of you like you were a paper doll.

“Good day and welcome Mr. Byun, Ms. Lee...”

The store manager greeted the moment you and Baekhyun enter the big brand store that you recognized owned by the Byun Group of Companies. You’re not surprised anymore that people who work for them know you already. It’s probably a protocol for them to know everything about their boss. From their favorite colors down to who they are fucking. Well maybe not to that extent, but it’s plausible.

You look around the fancy but empty boutique and they carry not just formal wears for women, but also wedding dresses from different local and international brands.

“We’ve already arranged a number of dresses of the colors and size your assistant asked us about and they are ready for Ms. Lee to try on inside the dressing room.”

“Great.”

Baekhyun beams.

“This way, please…”

The woman said as she points at a heavily curtained area of the store with her palms up. You smiled slightly and both you and Baekhyun followed her steps.

“I’m sorry Mr. Byun, but it’s store policy that Men are not allowed inside the dressing room. If you could just wait here in the lounge area, we will serve you any drinks of your request. I will personally assist Ms. Lee in trying out the dresses.”

“Can I do this on my own instead? I’ll call you when I need a hand.

You said as you got in the dressing room.

“Are you sure, Ms. Lee?”

She asks you, her facial expression hints that she doesn’t want you to do it alone.

“Yes.”

You gave her an assuring smile.

“To be honest with you Ms. Lee, you’re the first customer here who doesn’t want to be dressed. Are you really sure?”

She asks again, her face really desperate as if her job is on the line, it probably is but you’re uncomfortable changing in front of a complete stranger, other than people you’re close with.

“Really? Don’t they have hands of their own to use?”

The store manager kind of giggled but straightened her self just as quick as her little laugh.

“I will leave you alone then, Ms. Lee. Please call for me if you need anything, there is a buzzer over there that’s connected to my little device over here.”

She pointed at a button on the wall near the door and pulled out a small pager-looking thing from the pocket of her corporate jacket to show you.

“Thank you… Uhm… What’s your name?”

“Eunbi. Kang Eunbi.”

She said with the nicest smile you’ve ever seen.

“Thank you, Kang Eunbi-ssi.”

She finally left and you look at the selection of dresses they picked out for you to try. You glance at your bandaged arm and back to the 10 or more clothes hanging on a rolling rack. Only two have long sleeves and one of them is kind of in a thicker side fabric. It’s summer and you didn’t want to die of heatstroke so you take the one with the sheer lace sleeves.

You were mesmerized by the simplicity of it. It was a nude that’s a shade deeper than your skin color with a sweetheart neckline outside of a sheer lace lining that’s connected to the sleeves. There are multiple Swarovski crystal beads scattered elegantly around the chest and sleeves. The floor-length dress flows in the air like a breeze when you sway it around. It’s lightweight and it will be just magnificent to dance to.

It’s the perfect dress that will cover your arms as you’re not sure if the tiny wounds will completely heal by Saturday next week. And definitely a perfect color for a wedding. It’s not loud but the sparkle of the Swarovski is just enough to make you shine a little. You looked in the mirror, the garment in front of you as you admire the overall look of it. You cannot wait to actually try it on. When you were about to hang the dress back on the rack so you can remove the summer dress you’re wearing, the door of the changing room suddenly fly open, revealing a snappy-looking Baekhyun.

“What is taking you so long?”

“Shit! You scared me!”

You cursed as you drop the dress of your choice on the floor. You picked it up and gave Baekhyun an annoyed look.

“You’re not supposed to be here, get out!”

Baekhyun locks the door of the fitting room and slid his way in front of you like a swift animal attacking their prey.

“Why are you locking the door?”

“I’ve been waiting for so long!”

“It’s only been a few minutes, Baekhyun. Please get out.”

“Is this the dress you want?”

He ignores what you said and took the dress from your hands. He examines and puts it in front of you like you were a paper doll.

“This is perfect. Great choice, you’re matching the theme of the wedding and my suit.”

Baekhyun hangs the dress on his shoulder and grabs both your shoulders and twirls you around so your back is facing him. He started pulling the thin straps of your teal sundress down both your shoulders and you shook him away a little bit to stop him as you block your arms against your chest protectively.

“What the hell are you doing Baekhyun?!?!?!”

“I’m undressing you.”

He said in a matter-of-fact tone and turn you around once again and started to tug down the zipper of your dress. Before you can really stop him, Baekhyun swiftly tugs your dress down and it pools beneath your feet. Leaving you with only your mismatched underwear. With your arms still holding up against your chest, Baekhyun spins you back face to face with him. His eyes trained on your own, his cheeks slightly blushed.

“Adorable.”

He whispers and his warm breath blew softly on your face, making you want to close your eyes and enjoy the natural sweetness of him. But you fight hard not to give in to your undisclosed desires. You shouldn’t feel this way towards Baekhyun, you’re still not sure if he’s an enemy or an ally.

“Why did you undress me just now?”

“We’re engaged, why does it matter?”

“Are you forgetting that we—”

Baekhyun stopped you mid-sentence when he gives your lips a quick peck and a playful smile danced along his lips when your eyes grew the size of a big button and mouth slightly hanging open with his unexpected attack.

“Don’t ruin the mood, okay.”

“Baekhyun, I—”

“Just wear the damn dress already, Soojin-ah, so I can see you in it.”

Baekhyun pushes the dress to your hand and quickly left you in the middle of the big room to sit on a white and fuzzy loveseat underneath an even fuzzier white fur rug. The way he lazily sat, stretched and rubs his thighs made your skin tingle faintly.

You shook your head to wake yourself from your weird thoughts and the cold air from the air conditioner made you shiver. You urgently remove the dress from the hanger so you can wear it remembering again that you’re just in your underwear.

The dress fits you perfectly, it would look better if you can actually close the zipper behind you, but you obviously can’t reach it.

“Need help?”

Baekhyun offers, with a hint of jest on the way he said it.

“No!”

You protested and tried hard to zip yourself up again, but to no avail. Baekhyun makes his way to you and helped you pull the stupid zipper up anyway. His long and thin lithe finger trail along the skin of your spine as he zips you up, making your stomach to create little critters that make you want to vomit love.

“T—Thanks…”

You silently curse yourself because of your shaky voice. Why are you so nervous anyway, it’s not like you’re in love with him, right? Right?

“You’re welcome. Look at you, you’re so beautiful.”

Baekhyun was looking at your entirety in the mirror in front of you. You can see the genuineness of his word from his eyes. What is he on again this time? What kind of illegal drugs is he taking? What kind of weed is he smoking that he’s not sharing?

“Baekhyun, are you on drugs?”

You suddenly ask.

“What?”

“Are you on drugs?”

You repeated your question.

“No. I’m healthy. My last check-up was two weeks ago. I’m not sick so I’m not taking any medications right now, why?”

Oh wow, he’s so… Pure. And borderline dense with your sarcasm.

“Nevermind, Baekhyun. Forget that I even ask you that.”

You shake your head slightly in disbelief.

“Wait did you actually mean, like, illegal drugs? WHAT MAKES YOU THINK I TAKE DRUGS?”

Baekhyun face sours up and gasps as he put his right palm against the chest of his heart dramatically, he’s legitimately hurt by the realization of your question.

“It’s just… You’re— You’re confusing me. One day you’re an asshole and then the next you’re— you’re playful or sweet and caring and you’re driving me absolutely insane, Byun Baekhyun. I don’t really know what to think of you.”

Baekhyun clears his throat and his visage changes quickly after your little speech.

“What do you want from me then?”

Baekhyun asks seriously.

“I just want that truth, Baekhyun. Why did you agree with this… Arranged Marriage? What are you gaining here? You’re the son of the richest man in South Korea, what more can you want from this, from me?

The happy Baekhyun is back in an instant.

“Now is not the right time for this Soojin-ah okay? Can we just enjoy this for now, please?”

Is he bipolar? You have to ask Yanmei as she’s kind of an expert in this field.

“Okay.”

You silently agreed and Baekhyun flashes you another sunny smile from his lips.

“Change back to your dress, we’re done here. I’ll see you outside.”

~~~

“Wait, you’re really taking me as a date to your cousin’s wedding?”

Yanmei squeaks out in excitement as Chanyeol and Hisako follow her and Jongdae, the two lovebirds (more like fuck buddies), as they walk hand in hand along the fancy and upscale shops of Rodeo Street. Hisako crosses her arms even more against her chest and puffs out an exasperating sigh with annoyance. She cannot believe that her best friends, Yanmei and Soojin are slowly falling for the enemies. Soojin is not as obvious as Yanmei, but she can tell she’s slowly being charmed by Baekhyun. Ugh, such feeble women!

“Of course, who else will I take? You’re the perfect date for me!”

Jongdae replies with the same invisible heart eyes, just as much as Yanmei shows. ‘Oh God,’ Hisako thought.

“Aiyo wei!”

Yanmei tightens her grip on Jongdae’s arm and Jongdae bit his lower lip with too much adoration for the girl beside him. Hisako glances at Chanyeol on her left and he’s scrolling through his phone as he walks. Ugh, hope you don’t trip, she thinks to herself again.

“Oh my gosh is that you, Jongdae?”

A shrill from a girl made the four of them stop on their track. Hisako looks up and saw 2 women with multiple shopping bags from different brands on their arms. One girl glared judgingly at Yanmei before returning her gaze at Jongdae now with a fake smile.

“You said you would call me back, why didn’t you call me back?”

“Oh…”

Yanmei was taken aback a little bit and hesitantly let go of Jongdae, but he stopped her and held her waist tighter.

“I’m sorry, I must’ve forgotten.”

Jongdae confidently laughs as he flashes the girl with a suave smile.

“Hi, Chanyeol.”

The other girl waved shyly at Chanyeol and he just nods his head once and continues scrolling on his phone.

“Well, I heard it’s Minseok Oppa’s wedding next weekend, do you have a date already? You can take me if you want.”

She positively beams as if Jongdae will drop everything for her.

“I’m sorry… What’s your name again?”

“Jinah!”

The girl whines slightly.

“I’m sorry, Jinah! But I already have a date. My girlfriend, Mei-mei!”

Jongdae pulls Yanmei by her waist as if to wake her up from drifting off.

“G—GIRLFRIEND?!?!?! Since when did you have girlfriends?”

Both Jinah and her friend gasps in shock.

“Uhhh… Since 3 weeks ago! Isn’t that right, baby?”

Jongdae nudges Yanmei.

“Oh… Uh… Y—yeah. Three weeks ago, in The Bahamas…”

Yanmei trails off.

“Hey, we were about to go dress shopping. It was nice meeting you again… uh…”

“JINAH!!! IT’S JINAH!!!”

The hysterical girl keeps shouting as the four of you started walking away again.

“Yo, you completely humiliated that girl.”

Chanyeol snorts as he pockets his phone.

“To be honest I don’t even remember where I met her.”

Jongdae shrugs.

“That was mean, Jongdae!”

Yanmei hits Jongdae in the chest lightly.

“Well, she was mean first. She totally saw that we’re together, you weren’t a ghost.”

“Still, that was mean. I could’ve handled it, you know. Woman to woman. I’m not petty though, I know your history.”

Yanmei sticks out her tongue playfully at Jongdae and he smiles sweetly down at her.

“Oh gosh! Enough with this, can we just go already?”

Hisako interrupts when Yanmei and Jongdae were about to display their affection publicly again.

“Oh my God, Hisako you sad granny!”

Yanmei rolls her eyes at her best friend and tugs on Jongdae’s hand to the direction of a boutique that sells formal dresses. Chanyeol chuckles loudly at Hisako when she was left with her jaws on the ground, with Yanmei’s words right in front of the boys.

“What’s so funny?”

Hisako recovers and glares at Chanyeol bitterly.

“Nothing, nothing. Let’s just go, Hisa.”

Chanyeol offers his hand for Hisako to take, but she was now in a foul mood so she just hit his hand with her palm and left Chanyeol standing alone. Chanyeol shrugs his shoulders and catches up to Hisako with a smile on his face. Finally some funny words from Yanmei again, this is Chanyeol favorite when the two best friends bicker.

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The two pairs ended up going inside the boutique of the same store that you and Baekhyun were in. Yanmei opens up the door just as Baekhyun was swiping his black card to pay for your dress.

“Sooj!!!”

Yanmei shrieks and immediately lets go of Jongdae to run up to you.

“What are you doing here?”

You shriek too, along with Yanmei as you two were hugging as if you haven’t seen each other for 10 years already when it’s only been less than an hour.

“Jongdae is taking me to the wedding, so I came here to look for a dress I could buy.”

You both pull away from each other and Yanmei gleams when Jongdae suddenly encircled his arms around her waist.

“She’s my date!”

Jongdae happily announces again to you.

“Waaah that’s great!!! What about Hisa? Who’s taking her?”

“We can be Ménage à trois.”

Jongdae shrugs.

“Uh... No thanks.”

Hisako suddenly enters the shop with Chanyeol tailing her every move. She went around the shop on a different area, to be away from Yanmei.

“What happened?”

“She’s on her period again!”

The exasperated tone of Yanmei’s voice indicates that the two probably bickered again. Oh well, nothing new.

“Why is Chanyeol following her around?”

You ask curiously.

“I don’t know. He looks like a puppy anyway and she smells like ass with her nasty attitude, so I guess it’s just fitting.”

“Bitch, I heard that!”

You heard Hisako shouts out from 3 aisles down. Yanmei just rolls her eyes again and grab Jongdae’s hand and pull him to the nearest couch.

“You sit down and stay here while I look for a dress, okay?”

Jongdae subjects and nod his head with a submissive smile on his lips, exactly like a puppy too. Jongdae, Chanyeol, and Baekhyun were called the Beagles of their group because their personalities are exactly like Beagle puppies. They’re loud, playful and cute to say the least. Not that you think Baekhyun is cute… Well, he’s cute sometimes when he’s not being a total dick to you.

Baekhyun sat next to Jongdae as you were being pulled by Yanmei on the first aisle of cocktail dresses.

“Ahhh, I’m so excited, can you help me choose a dress?”

“What happened to only seducing him for information?”

You whisper to Yanmei and she suddenly flashes you a shy smile.

“Eyyy. He’s not so bad, Jongdae, look at him. He’s so adorable.”

“Are you… You know… Falling for him? Is he finally the first guy you will take seriously?”

Yanmei laughs nervously.

“I don’t know, Sooj. I’m just really excited about the wedding. I know I’m gonna blow up my bank account for a dress here, but I wanna live a little bit, you know. I stopped dating and sleeping around since we graduated college and I’ve been working my ass off so I can help my parents provide for my special needs sister.”

You gave her an assuring smile that you totally understand her situation.

“But they also told you that it’s okay if you don’t help.”

“Yeah, but I still do. They gave up a lot for me too. This is the least I can do for them.”

“Why don’t you take my offer then?”

You offered to give her ¾ of the amount she sends her parents so that she can finally save more money for that dream SPED school she wanted to build in her hometown in China. But she refused, saying she can still make ends meet.

“You know I’ve rejected you a lot of times already, Sooj.”

You dramatically hit your chest as if you were in pain.

“Yeah, and it hurts so much Mei-mei. Your repeated rejection is slowly killing my already black heart.”

Yanmei playfully slaps you on the butt but it made such a noise that Baekhyun and Jongdae actually heard. The two guys look up at you both and Jongdae’s face flushed gravely when he realizes what happened when you were rubbing your ass with the slight pain of Yanmei’s spank.

“Ooh, kinky! I think he likes it.”

Both you and Yanmei snicker silently.

Meanwhile, on the last aisle of the huge boutique, Hisako was pretending to look for dresses even though she won’t even go to the wedding.

“I guess I’ll be bored next weekend…”

Hisako sighs silently as she parades through the aisles and aisles of dresses that are completely more expensive than the whole outfit she’s currently wearing.

“You know, you can go to the wedding as my date…”

Hisako almost cursed out when she suddenly hears Chanyeol spoke out of nowhere.

“Oh my gosh, how long have you been there?”

Hisako clutches her left chest tightly from being surprised.

“I’ve been following you since we got here. Didn’t you know?”

“I—I thought I left you outside.”

“I’ve been following you all along, Hisa.”

Chanyeol beams with his creepily huge grin. It’s kinda cute but she won't admit it.

“Gosh, you scared me for a little bit there.”

“I’m sorry.”

Chanyeol apologizes.

“So, will you be my date for the wedding then?”

“You don’t have to pity me, Chanyeol. I can hang out with Mia next weekend.”

Chanyeol furrows his eyebrows.

“Mia will probably be in Baekkie and Sooj’s entourage.”

Hisako frowns and he’s probably right, she thinks.

“Well… I can go out alone then. Alone time sounds good.”

“But you don’t know Seoul, you might get lost.”

“Uhm there is a thing called ‘The Internet’ and I can use it, Chanyeol. Thanks for the offer though.

“Then I won’t come to Minseok Hyung’s wedding too. I’ll take you around Seoul.”

Chanyeol insists.

“What? That’s crazy. Isn’t he your friend since childhood?”

“Yeh, all nine of us.”

“Wait, there’s nine of you?”

“Yeah!”

“You can’t not go to your Hyung’s wedding, Chanyeol.”

“Well, then you should be my date!”

Hisako sighs in defeat. But nods her head once and Chanyeol grins widely again. Why was he doing this, she wonders but the thought of being left alone at that big and cold mansion made her agree to Chanyeol’s offer.

A/N: As always, feedback, sentiments and other comments are what fuels me. I want to know your reactions❣❣❣