The moment you stepped into the airport, noticing a swarm of crew waiting to greet you, you knew there was no turning back. With a smile on your face, you made your way over, being met by the producer of the episode who introduced you to each member of staff.
“And this is Gikwang,” he announced, introducing you to the last famous face you’d be appearing on the show with. “He’s a part of Highlight, I’m sure you’ll have heard a few of his songs on the radio.”
Of course,” you smiled, waving goodbye to the producer before looking across to Gikwang who stood before you. “Please tell me you’re as nervous as I am about what sort of things are about to be thrown our way?”
His head nodded, “I thought it was just me, I’m terrified.”
“Definitely not, who knows what’s about to happen.”
A quiet chuckle came from him as you told Gikwang about yourself, surprised when he informed you that he had in fact heard your name before. The two of you stayed alongside each other as you waited to be called to the terminal and head off to the island you’d be filming on.
Walking down the middle of the plane, you were unsurprised your seat sat right next to Gikwang who was already waiting to fly. “Don’t worry, I’ve heard the flying is the easy part, it’s what comes after that you should worry about.”
“You really know how to make someone feel better.”
Gikwang smiled back at you, moving his phone off the seat that was yours, making plenty of room for you to take a seat. You kept a small distance between you both as you put your seatbelt on, looking past his figure so that you could get a good look out of the window.
“It’s been a while since I left Korea, that’s why I came, for the adventure really.”
“That’s nice,” you smiled back at him, “my manager told me it would be good for my career, I think the contract was signed before I even had a chance to look over it.”
“That’s the business for you,” Gikwang acknowledged, making himself comfortable too, “don’t worry, I’ll look after you over the past few days, your company might stitch you up, but I won’t.”
Your head nodded, bowing gently down to him, “I appreciate that, but I’m sure I can handle myself. My company must see something in me to put me forwards to be on the show.”
“Profit, that all it ever is, I’ve learnt that the hard way, but you get used to it.”
You sat and listened to much of Gikwang’s advice during the plane journey, hearing the ins and outs of his career and all the experiences he’d had. Some of his stories were incredibly insightful for you, although you’d heard plenty about Highlight before, there were so many details about their careers that you’d never found out about until now.
The two of you were so lost in your conversation, you barely noticed that the plane had landed, as the members of crew began to file out, making sure that all of the stars of the show followed behind them, keeping them safe from everyone.
“I can’t remember the last time I was able to walk out from an airport without fans waiting for me.”
“I reckon it won’t take long before people know that we’re here,” you replied back to Gikwang.
His head quickly nodded in agreement, letting you walk ahead of him as you stepped off the plane, gasping at the heat that struck you. Whilst you’d been told to prepare for warmer climates, you never expected one as warm as the one you walked into.
“Still feeling like this is a good idea?” Gikwang questioned, quickly taking of his jacket as he too tried to combat the sweltering heat. “We’ll have fun and get a good tan if nothing else.”
Your stomach was already sore with laughter from the plane ride with Gikwang, as another chuckle escaped from you, you clutched onto your side to try and keep yourself together. You’d never met someone who could make you laugh quite as much as him.
“If I’m not paired up with you, I think I’m going to be screwed you know,” you informed him as you walked towards the airport to grab your luggage.
His eyes looked back to you with a wide smile, “don’t worry, I’ve done this show before, I’m practically family. If I ask nicely enough, I’ll stick by your side.”
You remembered seeing a couple of the other Highlight members on the show before, slightly kicking yourself for missing out on Gikwang’s episode and not finding out about him sooner.
In just a matter of hours, you could tell you were going to be well looked after by him, and even if something terrible came your way, he was going to do his best to look after you.
“Are you coming?” A voice suddenly called out, unaware that you’d found yourself lost in your thoughts, quickly catching up with the man in front of you.
Your hand nervously scratched the top of your back, “sorry, I guess I was just trying to figure out what sort of things we could be doing in a place like this,” you lied.
“I wouldn’t try, whatever you think, I can guarantee we’ll end up doing the complete opposite,” he smiled, “this is exactly how these programmes work, I thought your company would’ve told you that.”
When your head shook back at him, Gikwang wasn’t surprised. He could tell from the very start that you’d been thrown in at the deep end by your company, feeling guilty for you, even if it was no fault of his own. He couldn’t stand by and let you drown though in amongst the others who were known variety stars, opting to take you under his wing.
You managed to keep up with his pace all the way through to baggage collection, waiting patiently for yours to arrive. “I remember last time I did this show, one of the women brought a huge suitcase, anyone would think she was staying for three weeks.”
“Really?” You squeaked, suddenly feeling your heart begin to race, “it would be stupid to back too much, but I guess it’s better to be too prepared than not prepared enough.”
“She’d bought first aid kits and everything, anyone would think we didn’t have a medical team on standby for those types of situations,” he chuckled.
Your head nodded as the travelator began to turn, feeling your cheeks flush red as a huge case came dropping down, carefully taking a few steps forwards and lifting up, unable to quite bring yourself to look across to Gikwang beside you.
“You’re one of those people, aren’t you?” He laughed, rolling his eyes at how tall your suitcase was as you stood it beside you. “Please tell me you’ve not got a first aid kit lying around in there too?”
“Oh, no,” you sniggered, “I’m not that bad, just bad enough that I’ve got five pairs of underwear in the top pocket for emergencies.”
“You really think that will help you in an emergency?”
Your head nodded, reluctantly tilting your head up to look at him, “like I said, better to be too prepared than not prepared enough, don’t you think?”
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.”
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.”
Theme: Request- idol girlfriend having a really sexy and hot concept
Type: reaction- fluffy + suggestive
Doojoon
would be super jealous
asffffffff !!!!
like how is his hot ass gf looking and being so sexy for everyone else ??
it would def lead some hot and sexy “concepts” at home if you know what I mean
*wink wink*
but him viciously swatting other boys and girls’ drooling over you aside-
you know he would be so supportive and proud of you
when fans wish that they could have you, he would take tooooooo much pride in being able to pick you up from your shows and take you home
if you tried to show him your sexy dance moves at home he’d get so flustered and hella shy but the second that your confidence and power would go back to normal then he’d transform into his cocky self and ask for more of those sexy dance moves
but all in all
he’d be so lucky + grateful to have you
Junhyung
would be hella shy
“mood light”
when he first saw you performing he would look shy and blushy on the outside
butttttt
on the inside he’d be thinking of nasty, nasty things because your sexy performance would get his imagination running
it would look like he is his usual cool & collected self but in reality your hot concept would have more of an impact on him then he’d like to admit
highkey always turned on whenever he catches a glimpse of your performance
overall tho he’d be supportive and amazed by you
Yoseob
ya’llllll
he’d be flustered & shocked
but only when he first saw your outfit & choreography bc you know he’d be used to your hot & sexy self at home
*wink*
but he’d be the most supportive
like
he’d even go so far as to send a video to you of him dancing to your parts of the song with a huge goofy grin on his face
he’d just be so proud that you were his gf and not just another idol to him
and if any fans came up to you for your autograph he’d definitely adopt a bodyguard persona but also stand protectively behind you with a proud smile that he could not hide
Gikwang
be impressed asffff
like his jaw would drop the first time he saw you
but he’d try to give you tips on how improve your form and perfect that body roll or thrust so that when he saw you perform again then he would just be focused on how smooth & hypnotic your hot & sexy moves were
would just be in absolute awe at how good you were in this concept and not to mention how sexy you looked
Dongwoon
gfghjkl
he wouldn’t even be shocked the first time he saw ur performance bc he’d be in a trance of just drooling and admiring you
like someone would have to shake him to get him out of his trance induced by you
he’d always tease you when he heard your song in public by doing your signature move in the choreo or the face you made when you have to hit the high notes
but seeing in that concept would drive him crazy bc he already loves you so much and that concept would just further prove to him how lucky he is to have you to do that kinda concept with him anytime anyplace *wink*
(Admin: babyboiii, this wasn't good sorry it was like 2 am)
You are just a stylist, Gikwang was nice to you because it’s work. That’s what you keep telling yourself, but despite that, your heart still flutters when he smiles at you or thanks you for doing his hair and makeup. You wish you could just make it stop, you wish you could turn your emotions off because you know you’re just a stylist nothing more.
“Y’N, you’re still here,” Gikwang says with a smile walking into the room where you had been silently lost in thought for what felt like days, you break from your thought turning towards him, nodding softly, “you should get going, but it’s not safe for a woman to walk alone late at night,” he mumbles.
“I’ll be fine,” you mumble, putting away the last few brushes that were left on your counter and moving the hairspray back to its correct place.
“I’ll walk you, it’s not far from here,” Gikwang hurries out catching up to you, you shake your head.
“It’s fine really, Gikwang,” you mumble, he continues to walk beside you, your heart is racing in your chest.
“If something happened to you because I let you walk alone at night I wouldn’t forgive myself,” Gikwang whines.
“You’re an idol, it could cause a misunderstanding,” you mumble, trying to keep your feelings from talking and stay logical.
“I can always just tell them you’re my stylist it’s not a lie,” he mumbles, you let out a sigh it felt hopeless to try and reason with him.
“Fine,” you mumble stuffing your hands into your pockets, Gikwang smiles walking beside you.
The walk was mostly silent between the two of you, but your mind was racing with fears of being seen and fears of being with him alone. You bite the inside of your cheek softly, hoping your mind wouldn’t get too ahead of itself.
“We’re here,” you mumble, looking at the house behind the gate, Gikwang does the same.
“You have a really nice house,” Gikwang blurts out, “who all are you a stylist for,” you let out a laugh covering your mouth.
“I own a makeup line,” you explain opening the gate, “I’ll see you tomorrow Gikwang, thank you,” you bow slightly heading to your door.
“I knew she was too pretty to just be a stylist, but who knew she owns a makeup line, do you think she models for it too,” Gikwang rushes out sitting cross-legged across from Yoseob, who was mostly ignoring him.
“She doesn’t model for the brand, but she does own a store,” Junhyung jumps into the conversation, “she has had mamamoo model for her brand before,” Junhyung mumbles mindlessly.
“She’s so cool,” Gikwang mumbles scrolling through articles about you, “I thought she was just a stylist,” he mutters.
“She’s your stylist,” Yoseob mumbles not really knowing what Gikwang was talking about, “she only wants to be a stylist to us,” Yoseob mumbles still more focused on his computer than he is Gikwang, “Junhyung just dug through her Instagram for three days.”
“She’s talented,” Gikwang mumbles mindlessly, “I caught her singing one of our songs while she was cleaning the other day,” he says with a laugh, smiling fondly at the memory.
“Just say you like her already,” Junhyung complains, “that’s the only thing you’ve not said,” he tries to sound annoyed.
“I do like her, but I’m just her client, right?” He sighs, “I can’t be anything more to keep both of us safe.”
“Just date her if you want to,” Yoseob whines, “why do both of you sound so similar?”
Theme: Request- You are Gikwang’s younger sister who is dating Jimin but after a bad break-up Jimin tries to make up to you but Gikwang steps in.
Type: one shot- angst + fluff
Plot: After you finally introduce Jimin to your brother, Gikwang, the night you’ve been imaging for months crumbles right before your eyes and there’s nothing you can do about it except feel really, really shitty but that’s where your big brother steps in.
____
“Phew, babe are you ready to do this?” you exhale sharply as you squeeze your squishy boyfriend’s hand.
He brings your hand towards his plump lips and presses a sweet kiss against it. “Of course.”
“Aight ok, there’s no turning back now I guess,” you say nervously as you ring your brother’s doorbell.
“Haha it’s gunna be fine I’m sure and calm down a little bit, you’re gunna make me nervous too seeing you like this,” Jimin jokes.
Just as you breathe a sigh of release to steady yourself, you feel the warmth from the house breeze pass you. “Hello. Oh gosh come inside, it must be freezing out,” Gikwang says animatedly as he pulls you two in the house.
“Well then, its finally time I get to meet the guy who has successfully stolen my little sister from me,” Gikwang starts, rubbing his hands together.
You hit him playfully on his chest and say, “Gikwang oppa, this is Jimin. And Jimin this is Gikwang.”
“Hello, it’s really nice to meet you,” Jimin says politely as he extends his hand.
“Yeah, same here. Y/N has told me a lot about you and she didn’t do you justice. You are so way more handsome than she said, dang Y/N,” Gikwang says as he shakes his hand, to which you and Jimin just replied with lots of blushing.
“Haha ok I’ll lay off the teasing, so would you like something to drink?” Gikwang asks as he heads into the kitchen.
“I’ll just have some water,” Jimin replies softly.
“Oppa, I’ll make some tea, and don’t touch any of my stuff ‘cuz-” you start.
“I know, I know I’ll make it bitter. Here’s some water for you Jimin,” Gikwang says as he sets it before Jimin.
“Thank you. You have a very nice house, I see you are a very big fan of soccer,” Jimin comments.
“Yea I am, you play?”
“Man I wish but I’m too clumsy, I always stumble over the ball-”
“And its seriously the cutest thing ever,” you finish as you take your seat next to Jimin.
“Hmm so what do you do to maintain your body?” Gikwang bluntly asks.
“Oppa-” you warn.
“Y/N its fine. And Y/N and I spend a lot of our time at the gym together and my secret is just her ‘cuz she always motivates me to do very best,” Jimin beams.
“That’s sweet. When we were younger, I tried to get her to lose some weight and I couldn’t even get her foot off the couch that’s how lazy she was. Wait I think I have a picture of it around here. Give me a moment, lemme go find ‘em,” Gikwang says excitedly, jumping on his feet.
“Well he’s a man with a passion isn't he,” Jimin laughs.
“You haven't seen anything yet,” you laugh as well.
Jimin’s phone buzzes and you don't think anything of it as you hold his arm and snuggle against it until you hear your brother’s footsteps coming closer.
“Y/N...“ he says in a singy-songy voice, waving a pocket-sized album in the air.
You mutter, “Oh no,” and cover your face in your face in response.
“Here’s the picture of her refusing to get off the couch,” Gikwang hands to him.
“You know I bet we should just go straight to the food, cuz I don't know about you but I’m suddenly very hungry,” you ramble nervously.
“Yea that’s prolly because you saw the bag of chips in the picture,” Jimin jokes.
You shove him away lightly as you get up. “But I’m serious, I’m like starving now. I’ll go warm up some food then after we eat then you two can swoon over my cute baby pictures.”
----
“Ooh that was a great meal,” Jimin says, rubbing his belly in contempt.
“Yea sis, like I always say you can come here anytime... and cook for your oppa, you never cook for me anymore,” Gikwang says sadly.
“Oh come on, I always cook for you. What about last week when I made salmon for you?” you point out.
“Hmm fine you got me but yea Jimin was right, the meal was very delicious.”
“Aww thank you. Well I’m gunna go find that one board game that I forgot the name of so just give me a moment and I’ll be back,” you say before going towards the closet towards the back of Gikwang’s house.
Jimin’s phone goes off again for the umpteenth time and he excuses himself to finally answer it.
‘Yea what is it? I told you not to call me tonight! Yes of course I’m gunna dump her, I just can’t tonight. Oh why not? I don’t know maybe because I’m at her annoying brother’s house? I’m sorry you are right, I shouldn't take it out on you. Yea I promise I’ll do it soon, yea I’ll try to be home in another hour or two. I’m sorry for making you wait so long, I love you babe, see you soon,” Jimin does a terrible job whispering so naturally Gikwang understood what was going on even though Jimin was far away.
“I found it,” you sing in the same voice Gikwang was using earlier. Your face drops when you see Gikwang’s furious expression and you watch in horror as he marches towards Jimin and grabs him by his collar.
“Whoaa! What’s going on? Oppa what are doing, let him go,” you run towards him and try to pry Jimin away from his grip.
“Are you gunna tell her or do I?” Gikwang growls.
“I will, just let me go,” Jimin says, surprisingly calm.
Gikwang’s knuckles turns white right before he lets go of Jimin and he huffs.
“Y/N, I don’t know how to say this. I love you very much and-”
“Bullshit! He’s cheating on you, he don’t love you!”
“what?” you ask, holding your head, trying to comprehend.
“Baby listen to me,” Jimin says in his silky voice as he comes closer to you.
“Nope! Don’t even think about it! In fact just get out of my house... Right now!” Gikwang orders as he stands in front of you, keeping Jimin away from you.
“But-” Jimin tries.
“The door. You know where it is,” Gikwang says harshly.
Jimin drags his feet towards the door and makes a pitiful attempt to look at you but upon seeing Gikwang’s murderous gaze, Jimin doesn’t even say bye and just walks out. As Gikwang follows to lock the door, you drop to the floor on your knees as warm tears stream down your face.
Gikwang rushes to your side and holds you tightly, “Don't cry, don’t waste your tears on that loser. I know this hurts and you’re confused but just know he can’t hurt you anymore and I won't let it, I am your big brother and all after all, gotta do my job. And its pity cuz he looked like a decent guy but it seemed as though your relationship was nothing more than just a bunch of sweet broken promises and you deserve sooo much more than that. You will find someone else who will make you feel like a queen and give you all the love you deserve but that is after he meets me and you get my pass of course. You are gunna ok and get back on your feet in no time ‘cuz mama didn't raise us to be feeble right? So here, let’s get on the couch and I’ll grab some ice cream and those home movies. And just to be safe gimme your phone so if that punk wants to bother you then I’m really not letting him try to waste anymore of your time. Anyways, lemme go get that ice cream n I’ll be right back,” he says sweetly as he pecks your forehead.
(Admin: Babyboiii, sorry it’s short. I have a thing for Gikwang in an office setting.)
You slid onto the ground under Gikwang’s desk, he quirked an eyebrow at you curiously, looking towards the door that led into his office.
“What’re you thinking,” he asked faking innocence, “someone could come in,” both of you knew you had locked his door when you came in.
You trailed your hands up his pants covered upper thighs, you could feel his muscles tensing already from the slight contact. You let one of your hands lightly drag over the bulge that was starting to form in his dress pants, he let out a shaky sigh, his eyes staring down at you.
“We could get caught,” Gikwang muttered.
You popped the button on his pant dragging the zipper down, you cupped his bulge grinding your hand onto it. Gikwang let out a soft groan shutting his eyes. You moved your hand to the top of his pants pulling them down slowly. Gikwang let out a whine, his eyes burning holes into the back of your head.
“Hurry up,” he growled, “Y'N don’t tease,” he went back to his usual whiny tone.
You slid your hand under his boxers wrapping your hand around his heated length. You gripped his length sliding your hair along it, Gikwang let out a groan closing his eyes. You pulled his boxers down letting his length free, he let out a soft groan sinking his teeth into his bottom lip from the cool air hitting his hot member. You leaned forward pressing your lips to his member letting your hand stay at the base of his member. You darted your tongue out to circle the head of his length before sliding down the underside of his length, he gripped the arms of his chair to keep from tangling his fingers into your hair.
You climbed back up to the tip of his length wrapping your lips around it and letting him slide into your mouth. You clenched your thumb in your fist to keep from gagging to push him further into your mouth. You moved slowly to tease him, his hips lifted up making his chair squeak. You gripped his thighs to try and keep him from moving. His knuckles turned white from gripping so tightly.
“Hurry up,” he hissed, he let go of the arms of the chair lacing his fingers into your hair guiding you onto him.
You let out a moan when he tugged your hair, he bucked his hips up from the vibrations groaning. you glanced up at him through your lashes while you bobbed your head at the speed he picked, he tilted his head back letting out quiet grunts and groans, he sunk his teeth into his bottom lip to hold back the sounds threatening to pass his lips. He released his bottom lip sharp exhales falling from his lips, you started to move faster on his length, he bucked forward to meet them.
You knew he was getting close, the vein on the side of his length was becoming more prominent and you could see sweat forming on his forehead and neck. The thrusts of his hips we becoming erratic, incoherent broken sentences passed his lips. His whole body tensed with his release, the taste of him filled your mouth, his eyes were shut tightly his hands gripping your hair. You did your best to swallow his release pulling away from his length with a lewd pop. He shivered from the loss of your hot mouth.
“Why are you so good at that,” he breathed out finally opening his eyes.
