Compliments - Part 3 (M)
Diehard fan, you were in every single concert. You loved following EXO everywhere they went when you had the chance and the means to. EXO-L at heart. You liked to consider yourself a multi-fandom fan but you know that EXO comes first with Highlight (formerly known as Beast ‘B2ST’) coming in second place.
Until you met him, Lee Gikwang, your Highlight bias…
Was your love for Chen going to fade in any way?
Compliments; that’s what you’ll give Chen, and that’s what Gikwang wanted…
Canon!AU/Angst/Smut 🔞 Gikwang (Highlight) x reader, ft. Chen (EXO) Masterlist < Part 2 - Part 4 >
“Don’t you dare come near me or my guys. I don’t want to see you in any concert or fansign. Don’t try your filthy ways on any of us. And if you follow me, I’ll call the police. Understood?”
At this stage you started crying, Gikwang gulped thinking he was a bit too harsh, but when it could be a potential threat to the guys, he was not just going to be calm about it.
With that he opened the door and left.
Before reaching his car he had called his hyung...
“Gikwnag-ah! The guys told me what happened today, I didn’t want to call you in case you need some space. Are you alright kid?”
“No Dujung hyung. I’m not alright.” Cried Gikwang surprising Dujun.
Gikwang was undeniably hurt and heartbroken. He fallen in love with a girl like you...
“You are not crying, are you? Lee Gikwang, where are you now?” Asked a very concerned Dujun.
“I just left her apartment. It’s over hyung!”
“Why? Why is it over? Is it because of what Seob said today?”
“No, I- I was there, and she’s really bad, like a stalker, she stalks Kim Jongdae. I never saw so many pictures in a wall in my life. It looked like one of those movies- and I just... I just told her to not get near us, and that’s that.”
“And you? You are fine with it? You don’t sound fine. I mean I thought the boobs had some impact, but this definitely doesn’t sound like a fuck and go scenario. I know you Lee Gikwang. You like her and you’re hurt.”
“And so what do I do? I can’t change her. I just chose wrong.” Cried Gikwang getting in his car.
“You go back to that apartment and tell her what you want her to do. You control the situation and advise her it’s either her crazy ass ways or you. You don’t just break it up before even starting. You’re not a quitter.”
“And if she’s not worth it hyung?”
“Then your heart will start seeing that and you won’t think about her and you won’t ever have the regret of ‘what if.’ So now go back in there and do what you have to do! I know you can look and act firm. Do it Lee Gikwang.”
“Hyung.”
“No hyung. Go back and do it. Because I know that you more than like her, and I want you to be happy. Don’t just run away kid. Take a deep breath and I expect a call by tonight.”
Gikwang swallowed thinking that Dujun really had a point. In theory he’s already told you what to do, but he never really went into detail.
He got out of the car and headed back to your building. He took the stairs to clear his mind and think what to say and ask from you. All the way to the 7th floor running. When he arrived he was panting, he was sweaty and very pissed, but undeniably in love.
He could hear you cry from outside. He knocked the door.
“___!”
You stopped crying for a second running to get the door.
“Gikw-”
“Before you speak” He stopped you from getting closer letting himself in closing the door behind him removing his hat and face mask. “I will speak, and stop crying.”
You nodded widening your eyes covering your mouth with one hand.
“I-” he began but sighed loudly. “You- this... you know it’s wrong, right?”
You nodded your head.
“Answer me ___!”
“Yes! I mean no, yes it’s not right”
“OK so you want to fix yourself? You want us to be a thing?”
“Yes Gikwang! Don’t leave me!”
“Alright so start by peeling your wall! Now!”
You obeyed him running to your room getting on your chair starting taking off all Chen’s pictures.
“You can leave the official ones. You can leave all the photo cards and posters. Just remove them stalker level ones. It’s just so- I swear if Jongdae knew what you do, he really wouldn’t like you.”
“I don’t want him to like me as long as you do.”
Gikwang scoffed. “Just keep going. Remove everything!”
He watched you in silence sitting on your bed. He didn’t ask you to destroy the pictures, but you were actually ripping them off making a balls with them throwing them to the bin. That somehow showed him that you were willing to change your ways for him.
You kept sniffing in silence, but Gikwang noticed, he wondered if you were sad about the pictures or if it was because of him. He stood looking at the Beast/Highlight section in your walls noticing that there were some stalker level pictures of him too.
“Oh my god! I remember that day! So the one following me around while shopping was you? That was actually you?!” He asked startling you. You lost your balance and you were almost about to fall when he caught you on time. “You’re crying?” He asked, his voice an octave lower.
“I’m so sorry, I feel so exposed. I never wanted you to see this. I swear I was actually going to take everything off.”
He wiped your tears with his thumbs bringing you close brushing his lips with yours, just when he was ready to deepen the kiss he realised where he was again. “I really can’t kiss you in here, I feel watched by EXO’s Chen. Keep going and I’ll think about if I’m ready to forgive you or not.”
You nodded going back a bit happier. With hope even. Lee Gikwang was so genuine. You knew in the end he’d take you, he’d accept you. It didn’t even pass 15 minutes since he threatened you when he came back asking you to be a good girl, the way he wanted and the only way rational.
You were having deep thoughts while removing your 8 years worth of chasing EXO. Jongdae that had his presence in your room more than yourself.
You removed picture after picture, tossing them after you made sure they were ripped and not saveable in any way. Making sure Gikwang saw it.
He was seated in bed supported by his hands looking at you in detail. Thinking that maybe this meant something. You were ruining your empire, the empire of a crazy stalker fan. For him. He wanted to believe it.
“After you’re done with all this you’ll delete everything off your computer. Of course I won’t know if you have like a thousand USBs and SD cards, but I want your precious laptop wiped. Completely.
You nodded your head.
“Let me hear an approval.”
“Yes Lee Gikwang-ssi.”
He laughed. He found it cute. He felt loved somehow in the middle of this mess.
“But where are you going? Please don’t leave me now.”
“I’ll be back in a bit. I need to do some stuff.”
You took his hand and placed it on you cheek. “Thank you. I won’t disappoint you Kiki.”
“I’m still not done with my requests. When I’m back I’ll ask you to do harder things. Are you sure you can?”
“I’d do anything to be called Gikwang’s girlfriend.”
“We’ll see ___.” He tried to move outside your room but you stopped him. “What now?”
“No kisses for your girlfriend?”
“You’re not my girlfriend. You’re a crazy stalker in rehab right now.”
“Kiki~”
“___, I’m not kidding. I don’t want to get hurt. I still can’t beleive I’m giving you a chance. You know this shit right here is intense. Look at all this crap all over your walls! Fuck me! It aggravates me so much.”
“Are you jealous of him... Chen?” You teased.
“I’m leaving.” He tried pulling himself free.
“Wait!” You tried bringing him close to you.
“No ___. Not now.” Gikwang refused you touching him.
Clearly he was still hurt. It was a lot to take in.
“Will you come back? Will you at least let me show you that I will change? For you. I will for you.”
“Do it for yourself ___, convince yourself that this is not healthy or morally correct first. Then think of whatever you’re claiming you’ll do for me.”
You nodded, smiling, taking his hand. “I promise.”
“Alright then. I’ll get going, and you get working.”
You guided him outside your room watching him slip his shoes on. It was awkward because you wanted to kiss him, specially when he stood for a couple of seconds unmoving after putting on his shoes. Silence. Silence while his tongue licked the corner of his mouth. You decided to come closer but he turned opening the door.
He was gone.
-
You weren’t lying when you told him that this, today was the day you would change your life. It wasn’t as if it was in the back of your mind the past years. You knew when you met a guy and got together you’d be changing your crazy fan ways. No one likes to be with someone that fangirls at your level. The thing was that you never thought you’d actually get together with an idol, and that idol being your second bias. The man that held a percentage of your thinking, stalking and heart.
With a last look at your empty room walls you threw yourself in bed. You were exhausted and tired of all that hard labour. Your walls being in a very horrible stage, full of little holes from all the pins, sticky fixers and blue tack.
Tomorrow, tomorrow you’ll figure out how to deal with it.
Not even ten minutes passed and someone was at the door. Could it be?
You ran barefoot looking from the peephole finding that horrible fisherman’s hat and the black face mask from before. You opened the door smiling trying to fix your messy hair remembering how sweaty you were.
“You’re back!”
Gikwang entered holding a paint bucket and a bag with brushes and other tools. “Are you done removing everything?”
You nodded ‘yes.’
“Alright so, let’s get to work.”
After removing his shoes, he guided himself back in to your room placing the bucket on the floor removing his hat and face mask. You didn’t question his behaviour and just let him do whatever he wanted watching mesmerised. He moved your desk and your shelf to the side stopping to look at you that were on his way.
“Well? Aren’t you going to help?” He asked firmly.
“Ah- sure! What do you want me to do?”
“Move away! I need to move your furniture away. We can move the bed around as I paint. No need to get it out.”
“Oh, oh, alright, but your clothes.” You pointed.
He looked at himself and he realised that you were right, he wouldn’t want to mess with that Vetements shirt he was wearing. He took off his bomber jacket and unbuttoned his shirt removing even his undershirt.
“Oh!” You gasped.
“Yeah, don’t get the wrong idea. I’m not here for that.”
“Alright but- it’s not fair.” You whined cutely. “Look at you!”
Gikwang didn’t even look at your face, because he knew he’d surrender. Instead he thought of putting his glorious body to work and push your buttons to the limit. He continued by unbuttoning his pants.
“Oh my god! No!” You gasped louder covering your mouth.
You watched him removing his pants offering his clothes to you.
“Go put them outside.” He requested motioning for you to leave. “I hope you don’t take pictures of me and sell them.” He teased.
You ignored the comment taking his clothes going outside folding them and placing them on the armchair in your living room.
You went back to your room peeking to see Gikwang murmuring, probably cursing. He was removing the residues of the blue tack that remained on your wall with his nail, checking if the wall was smooth to start painting. He poured some of the bright white paint he had gotten over the paint tray, the took the roller and started his new acquired duty.
Oh the view of his torso was perfect, his back had to take first place, you wondered how many muscles you could see, all flexing while rolling the roller over the wall.
“Fuck this won’t do.” He turned around catching you watching him. “Hey!”
“Yes?”
“I forgot to put the liners over the floor, come here and put them.” He ordered frowning.
Oh he was giving you major issues, so authoritative with no sexual motives whatsoever.
You obeyed and went to spread the plastic liners on the floor to avoid any messes. You bent down bumping him with your bottom, you giggled thinking he’d play along, but he simply just moved away to let you continue.
You looked at him pouting, thinking he’d at some point give up and be nice to you, give you any kind of sign that he will be like he was the day before.
“Kiki~”
“Fast, I don’t want he paint in the roller to dry.”
“Bu-”
“Don’t waste my time, don’t be annoying.”
You huffed in discontent spreading the liners as he asked. As soon as you were done he continued covering all the wall with paint, starting to look like a decent room.
“Can I at least help?”
“Take the small roller and do the corners, it shouldn’t take long.” He replied without looking at you.
You complied and did as he asked looking at him all the time.
“Just focus on what you’re doing, it’s your room after all.” He startled knowing you were looking at him without moving his head towards you.
When you finished you went to get something to drink. You had freshly squeezed orange juice, sure Gikwang would like it. You poured glass and went to offer it happily.
“Take a break, here! It’s fresh.”
“It’s full of sugar.”
“How? It’s fresh.”
“That’s just sugar squeezed, real orange juice is when you press the whole orange, with the white skin on.”
You sighed lowering the glass. “OK.” You tried moving away but he stopped you.
“I guess you have nothing healthier, so I’ll have it.”
He took the glass and drank, you watched his Adams apple bob up and down, noticing how sweaty he was making his skin glow. When he was done he grunted in satisfaction.
“Thanks, it was nice... glass of sugar.”
“Pffft.” You took the glass rolling your eyes just so he didn’t see how much he affected you.
-
After almost 2 hours of watching him roll that roller, groaning and making all those delicious noises, finally he was done. Your walls looking perfectly white and clutter free, never in your life you’ve seen your wall this clean and... empty.
Gikwang dried his forehead sweat with his forearm resting his hands over his hips looking at the good job he did.
“Thank you so much Gikwang.”
“Yeah... I need a shower.”
“Please.” You extended your hand. “Use the ensuite.” You walked opening the door for him.
You bent down to get a towel feeling he was right behind you. When you straightened yourself he was closely looking at your reflexion in the mirror.
“I’ll- here!” You turned giving him the towel. “I’ll be outside.”
He closed the toilet bowl motioning with his head. “Sit here. I don’t trust you.”
“Huh?”
“Sit where I can see you.”
“You want me to watch you shower?”
“I want to see you at all times while I shower.” He corrected.
You scoffed looking away. “No, I think you want to tease me, so you use the pretext of not trusting me.”
“Call it any way you want.” He locked the door. “You stay here till I’m done.”
You stumped your foot on the floor huffing and crossing your arms over your chest. “Not fair!”
“You should be thankful. I’m giving you a private free show. Isn’t that every stalker’s dream.”
“Kiki~~~” You whined.
He removed his tight boxers pushing them to your chest. “Hold on these.”
“Oh my god! And I’m considered the bad one here?”
He cupped your cheeks rubbing under your eyes making you look at his face. “You are not considered bad, babe. You are bad indeed.”
“I hate you!”
He came closer bumping his pointy nose on yours. “You are bad but so freaking cute... baby, I could love you all day, baby I could love you all night~” He sang that last part walking towards the shower.
He started the water closing the glass door behind him and started singing louder.
“You are so freaking cute Baby I can love you all day Baby I can love you all night, all night You are so freaking cute nami no rizumu ni awase te hajikeyo u sā sing along”
You watched how manly he looked just by letting the waterfall fall down. It was impossible, just impossible to ignore. You were hypnotised.
You put his boxers on the counter opening the glass door watching his darkened smirk.
“Yes? Any song request?”
You surprised him by entering the shower encircling your arms around his neck making him take a step back. Your lips landing on his oversized ones angling your head to take the most you could of him.
“Luckily I finished my shower.” He broke the kiss pushing you lightly. “Thanks.” He got out wrapping the towel around his waist making you very aware that you were completely dressed under the waterfall.
“Gikwang~”
“I know the way out.”
***
You were so pissed, but every time you entered your room and saw your clean walls you understood it meant something. Yes it has been 4 days and he hasn’t replied to a single message, but he was reading them all.
“Is it her?” Asked Yoseob watching his friend turn the phone on the table. Gikwang nodded exhaling. “Look man, I mean obviously she means something. You haven’t blocked her, and you are enjoying the thousand messages a day.”
“I don’t know Yoseob. Maybe you were right. Like I like her, I do. A lot, but then every time I remember what she is and how se is... my stomach churns.”
“Well...” Yoseob carefully chose his words. “How about you introduce her to us? Then I’ll tell you if I was right about her.”
“Where? I can’t bring her to anyone’s house, certainly not the company.”
“I’ll rent a boat. She can’t try any of her antics in the middle of Han river.”
“You think so?” Asked Gikwang playing with his lower lip.
“You are dying to meet her Gikwang, you can’t hide it. You can’t hide your feelings, especially not from me.”
“Yah!” Protested Gikwang.
“Look man. I hate seeing you like this, but if she is the reason my bro is this worked up, I might as well give her the benefit of the doubt.”
“Alright.”
“How about Thursday at 10 P.M.”
“So precise... Why Thursday at 10 P.M?” Inquired Gikwang.
“EXO’s next concert is Thursday at 8 P.M. You get me?”
“Ahm... no?”
“Aish! You are dumb and slow!” Yelled Yoseob. “Idiot! We’ll see what her priorities are. She still has time to go, if I said 8 P.M she could cancel, but at 10 P.M, it means she can go and leave early, no funny business of waiting for Kim Jongdae outside.”
“If she is like that I really don’t want to know.”
“Yes you do Lee Gikwang, don’t give me bullshit.” Yoseob gave him a poker face making him more nervous making him fan himself as he licked the corner of his mouth. “Yeah good boy, you lie to anyone. Anyone Lee Gikwang, even to yourself, but not me.”
“Oh my god! Fine!”
“So I guess you could call her.”
“Why don’t you call her Yoseob? Here!” Gikwang offered his phone.
“Being in love doesn’t suit you Gikwang. You are being an asshole right now.”
“And you are getting too concerned!”
“Suit yourself Gikwang, don’t come crying after.” With that Yoseob stood to leave patting on his friend’s back.
***
Gikwang was pissy, unbearable. Everyone has told him that over that past few days. It was true, he wanted to see you like crazy, and this game of acting hard to get was not his style. He missed the way you complimented him. He knew he could get any girl to do that, but he wanted you. You were the only he wanted to hear compliments from...
“Hello?”
“You answer just any damn phone call, even from unknown numbers?” He asked trying to sound confident over the phone.
“Gikwang! Is that you? Gi-”
“Shhh, who else then? Were you expecting EXO’s vocal king to call you?”
“I don’t know any vocal king that is not you.”
“Lies.” He scoffed. “I’m not a vocalist, and you know that.”
“You are my fav main dancer in the world.” You corrected sweetly. “I missed you. I want to see you.”
“What for?”
“Why don’t you come visit me? My passcode is 0330.” You whispered sultrily.
Gikwang snorted. “You changed it to my birthday? When? Or maybe you haven’t even yet and you are just here selling me love?”
“I did change it, it was 9092 before, yours and his birth year.”
“Whatever.”
“I’ll wait for you Kiki.”
“No, none of that. I’ll text you an address, we have rented a boat, the boys want to meet you.”
“Oh my god! Really?”
“Thursday at 10 P.M, are you free?”
“Eh... I don’t want to lie to you. I have a concert on that day, if it bothers you, I’ll cancel it.”
“Would you cancel an EXO concert for me?”
“I’d cancel my life for you Gikwang.”
“Like I said, I’m not here to ask you to stop liking a band, just be normal about it. What pisses me off is your ways, the chasing and that stalker behaviour. That pisses me off more than knowing you like Chen more than me.”
“I don’t like him more than you. He is the idol, and you are not my love and my very own idol. I wish I could make you understand this.”
“I’ll text you the address from where the boat will be anchored.”
***
It was Thursday morning, you hadn’t slept, you hadn’t logged into you Twitter account and you had absolutely not replied to all your fansite friends that most probably would have gone crazy by now.
Yes you loved Chen, and you loved what you did to spread the love. But you had Gikwang now, you had to change for him.
Usually by now twelve hours before the concert you’d be at the arena, listening to EXO practising even it it was 50º or a typhoon, but today you weren’t going to do that. You weren’t going to jeopardise a reality for a fantasy.
You showered, got dressed to impress - nothing you’d wear to a concert - you put makeup, heavily so, and knocked on the door knowing that he might not be there.
“Who is it?” You heard a female’s voice making you want to throw up. You turned to leave but the door opened. “Yes? Who is it?” You turned again not being able to run, finding a very attractive woman standing at Gikwang’s door.
“I- I think I got the wrong apartment.” You bowed surprising yourself at how composed you were sprinting towards the elevator.
“Wait!” You felt Gikwang’s hold on your forearm. “What are you doing here?”
“It was a mistake, I apologise.”
Gikwang pulled you inside his apartment, closing the door behind him.
“What are you doing here!? Don’t you have a concert to attend?” He questioned.
You looked from your feet to the girl to Gikwang nodding. “I really do apologise.”
“Ahm, Gikwang oppa, you seem busy. Just check the CDs and tell me what you think about the other girls.” The woman smiled at you and waved. “See you next week.”
“Thanks Hana.” Gikwang held the door for her leaning on one foot looking so extra. “I’m sorry... I will call you back.”
Gikwang slammed the door crossing his arms over his chest. “Well?”
“I... I have no right to interrupt you like this. I really am sorry. I didn’t kno-”
“So you think I was fucking this girl and is this all you have to say? I don’t see trying to fight for me, you aren’t jealous...”
You started tearing not knowing how to act. “Who is she?”
“She’s a backup dancer bringing me work. If you want more information, we need backup dancers and she was showing me the ones that auditioned.”
You ran towards him encircling your arms around his sturdy neck crying loudly. He didn’t move, all you could feel is his laboured breathing.
“Gikwang! I missed you!”
“What are you wearing? And all that makeup so early in the morning?”
“I want you to like me again. I want to spend the day with you before we head to meet the guys.”
He moved himself gently from your hold to look at you in the eye. He tried not to give in so easily, but it was hard. He wiped your tears patting on your back after.
“Your makeup will get ruined.”
“I want you to ruin me. I just want you Lee Gikwang. Noting and anything but you.”
“Giving up your precious concert? For me?” He asked after scoffing moving to the living room.
His body language wasn’t inviting, but he wasn’t asking you to leave either. After all, you had a dinner date with him and Highlight, it must mean something other than just a test.
Gikwang took the Playstation controller throwing himself on his couch starting a Fifa game.
“Do you want me to leave?”
“Tsk, you can stay.” He replied, his eyes fixated on the screen.
You took it as the most welcoming invitation. You removed your shoes sitting next to him. He was playing very enthusiastically. Legs spread, leaning his arms over his thighs licking the corner of his mouth.
“Gikwang?”
“Hmm?” He murmured disinterested. “Ah shit!” He cursed after the got scored on.
“Leave the game, will you?” You came closer caressing his cheek. “Please,” you added brushing your thigh with his getting more confident when he didn’t push you away. “I missed you.” You whispered sliding your hand inside his t-shirt making contact with his shoulder blade.
“Stay still, I’m-” He cut himself when your lips touched his neck.
“Gikwang~” You added kissing his jaw feeling how he stiffened under your touch.
“___, what do you want?” He firmly inquired stopping the game making eye contact for the first time since he had sat. Your hand freely moved your hand from his chest to his crotch making him flinch. “What are you doing right now?”
You took the controller off his hand pushing him to rest his back sitting on his lap straddling him. “What do you think I’m doing?”
“You'll be late for your concert.”
“I won’t go, I told you.” You licked your lips after the very confident statement.
“No no no no. I don’t want to take the role of the guy that forced his girl to stop doing what she likes. Besides, this right now...” He pointed from him to you. “Nobody rides me pretty girl, so you start by moving.”
You pushed your body forward pressing your chest on his as well as your crotch to his already exited one undeniably. His thin shorts working in your favour to gain your confidence.
“___.” He called in an authoritative tone. “Get down, this is only for rewards, and I really do not feel like rewarding you. You have to earn this.” He added avoiding your lips that were coming closer to his face.
You slid down going to the floor nestling between his legs while on your knees. “I can earn it.” You confirmed tracing his calfs with your nails making him shiver.
He placed both hands behind his head biting his lower lip. “You think you can?”
You nodded looking up getting more confident when he spread his legs wider. Your hands traveled from his claves to his groins pulling down his thin shorts finally fishing his half hard member licking the tip without breaking eye contact as if it were a lollipop.
“I can. I have the power to make this rock hard and make it cum.”
Gikwang squeezed his eyes shut, the veins in his member pump blood faster already at the sound of that.
“Bad girl. You are just nasty, aren’t you?”
“I’ll show you nasty Geek.”
You licked the under side suggestively and painfully slow before taking it into your mouth fully. The delicious muffled noises that you were electing from the back of his throat and watching him run his fingers through his hair making you wet by the minute. You noticed how he wanted to moan, but he was trying to look composed, he was dying to actually fuck your mouth but tried to act tough, however you were skilled to actually make him lose control. You sucked on the tip working with your hand over his length making him shiver. One of his hands finally holding your head while the other fisted your hair from your scalp.
“You are too slow.” He whined rolling his hips making you gag when he hit the back of your throat. “Fuck, but you feel too good.” He admitted crying loudly before cumming. The hot liquid going down your throat watching your mouth drip his love juices. “Take it all in.” He demanded milking himself the last drops before removing his member to finally catch his breath watching you wipe your face.
“You are tasty Lee Gikwang.”
“Lick your fingers clean. Let me feel you really like it.”
You did as he asked moaning as you inserted your fingers licking them and releasing them from your mouth with a pop.
“Nasty bad girl.” He growled.
“So... do I get to ride you now?” You tried straddling him but he stood.
“Maybe after dinner.”
“Gikwang~” You stumped your foot on the floor. “Not fair.”
“Bad girls don’t get to say what is fair or unfair.” He looked at his watch. “And you’ll be late for your concert.”
“So you really want me to go?”
“As long as you’re not late.” He concluded getting inside the bathroom closing the door behind him.
You followed him standing in front of the door the most annoyed. “I’ll leave then.” You threatened sounding cute in his ears.
“Just one more thing.” He surprised you opening the door with nothing on but his boxer briefs. “This lipstick is too heavy.” He traced your lips with his thumb. “And don’t wear thongs to go outside.” He spanked your butt cheek making you flinch.
“How did you kno-”
He smirked. “I appreciate the effort, and I know it’s for me, but don’t do it again.”
He tried to close the door again, this time his smile visible, but you pushed the door. “Wait a minute! Really? Are you just going to send me home like that?”
He finally laughed looking down placing his hands over his hips, he played with his lower lip lifting his head slowly. “You're doing good so far.” He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. “See you tonight.” He kissed your cheek looking at your pout.
“Gikwang, I don’t want to go.”
“See you tonight, go enjoy yourself.” He came to peck your lips, just lightly brushing his gorgeous lips with yours winking at you after.
***
10 hours later
You entered your apartment finally, panting. You turned the lights on gasping when you saw Gikwang sitting in the dinning table chair tapping his index finger loudly on the table as he held his chin with the other hand.
“Gikwang! What are you doing here in the dark?”
“You know what time is it?”
“I’m sorry, I have an explanation for being late.”
“Where were you all this time ___?”