Grammar mistakes and sex, what more could you ask for?
The morning went fine, I called in via text, made breakfast, made his bed and even took a shower. Thankfully that was the only friend visit of that time and emerged from my shower and wrapped my hair, putting on the shirt he didn't like from yesterday. I walked to the living room to find him to ask for some type of pants and he had already begun the signing of the pictures.
"Whoa." I said amazed, as it was truly a sight to see. He had signed quite a few already.
"Hey." He smiled at me, his eyes never leaving the paper he was signing.
"Can I borrow some sweatpants?" I asked, pleading with my hands as well.
"No pants." He said flatly then paused to look at me. "Pants free area." He motioned around tbe table with a whisper and I rolled my eyes moving to sit at the table. "I need you to sit there." He instructed pointing across from him. "Then once I sign... move it to this stack." He motioned and demonstrated my newly assigned job.
"Got it." I agreed, placing a hand on the non signed stack. "Wait." I looked under the table and came back with a unfair look. "Um, you have pants on."
"I don't count." He responded.
"Clearly." I moved my first picture down and he looked at me quickly before signing.
He was fast at this. I could not keep up.
I ended up taking over his other non signing job, both of hands in use as I moved the picture, waited for him to sign and moved it to the finished stack, thus repeating the process with my other hand.
"Doesn't your hand hurt?" I whispered to him, being extra careful not to disturb his process.
"Not yet." He laughed a bit. "You're doing a great job."
"I know." I chimed highly, smiling once he glanced at me with his own smile.
"How often do you do this?" I asked.
He took a deep breath, signing two before he answered.
"Every few months." He sighed. "Normally my mom helps me." He stopped to look at me, the pen resting above the paper. "Faster." His face changed back into serious mode as my smiling was causing myself to slack in my picture moving abilities.
It took almost two hours. We talked about a lot of various things. He told me all about the day the picture was taken. What was going on, who was doing what, who was mad at who. He hated his shirt. This was the last outfit of the day. He told me about his neighbor Jooheon and how he loved living in these apartments.
He just... talked. I was loving it. Sometimes I would ask questions, but mostly I just concentrated on my current helpful job and listened. He had a lot on his plate.
"There's probably 20 left!" He screeched excitedly, his feet hitting the ground and he clicked the end of his sharpie marker repeatedly.
"Lets go!" I jabbed my finger at the paper and became to end is near cheerleader. "19!" I yelled at the next one and his laughter erupted through the room.
"1!" I yelled, though we still had a few in the stack. "1.5, 1.5!" I yelled, and he signed his name with such concentration his tongue was out. Once I lifted the final print his eyes grew ten times in size. "Last one!" I clapped quietly as he signed it, his eyes coming to mind and a heartwarming smile formed on his face. I returned the smile sitting back in my chair.
"Do you need water? Ice for your hand?" I asked suddenly in concern as I sat up. "Do you need anything?"
"Just for you to come here." He moved his finger slowly for me to come to the other side of the table and my ovaries jolted as I stumbled around.
I went in for the kiss that time, our bodies hitting eachother hard, lips first, then molding together as I settled on top of him.
"We need to get away from the trillys." He said pushing me back slightly. "They are bad luck." He whispered then put his finger over his mouth as if it was a secret.
Better now than never, I figured.
"I started my period." I said sadly as I sat atop him, feeling the hurt I was about to cause.
"See." He grunted through his teeth. "Bad luck."
"It's not bad luck." I laughed, climbing off him; again wishing for a camera. He looked like a lost boy, disheveled hair, swollen lips and tired eyes. He looked at me like he had been shot in the foot. "It's just bad timing. We have next week."
His eyes got large as my time layout. I had never had this conversation with anyone before and it was coming out much smoother than I imagined. Then again, we were adults. Well, I was at least.
"Okay." He said slowly, turning to stand up himself.
"Can I please have some sweat pants now?" I asked, bending my knees. He smiled largely scooping me up in his arms and carrying me to his bedroom and into a new area - his closet.
I again was amazed. I open mouthed looked around at his color coded, magazine perfect organized closet.
"Your closet is as big as my apartment!" I said in awe looking around.
Everything was color coded and organized.
"Your apartment is one step bigger, I checked." He stated as he opened a drawer. He pulled dark blue sweatpants and walked towards me, the drawer closing itself.
"This is my favorite room." I decided, looking around at the red and purple shirts as I slipped on the warm pants. Nice.
"Mine too." He smiled grabbing me into a hug. "You're in it and you are in my clothes."
"Awe." I said kissing him quickly then asking the important questions. "Where are your shoes?" I looked around again. "I don't see them."
"They are behind here." He pointed to the decorative wall. "Sit." He then pointed to a chair.
"I am so excited right now!" I bounced in the tiny uncomfortable chair. He smiled, shaking his head and held the remote. He changed his mind handing it to me.
"Press that." He instructed and I held the tiny remote like it was an expensive heirloom. I pressed the button quickly my smile getting larger as the wall did it's thing.
"Wow." I gasped once I completed.
"Jooheon has a wall." He nodded, looking at me and pointing to the hidden shoe rack. So many questions flashed through my mind. Were these apartments made for single people? Where was the couple side to this room? Holy shit did he has another copy of this closet through another door? I wouldn't ask.
"It's a major selling point." I said, still looking in awe. "How do we close it?" I looked back down at the remote.
"C." He said, and I pressed the red C button. It beeped the entire time closing.
"Does that get annoying?" I asked. "The beeping?" I clarified.
"Nah." He answered standing beside me watching it close. "I don't really hear it anymore." I nodded in agreement, it was a low warning beep.
"Oh!" He exclaimed suddenly getting excited. "Come see this!" He took off running and eventually proceeded to show me all the standard and not so standard things about his place. It was his own girlfriend show and tell. I got the most-times funny tour, more tiny tidbits of information about his band mates, and lots of excited skipping from him.
He was having fun. Honestly, so was I.
Being with him was exactly what I needed boss lady.
*-
I was to drop him off at the members condo and go home. We left with the trillys in the backseat and I drove the drive to the condo as he navigated. He was a range of emotions on the drive back. He became fidgety when we neared and he was forced to pull out his phone.
"So one of them will need to help get the trillys." He stated to me sadly with the phone in his hand. "I have no idea who is home but I am asking." He declared, moving to summon a member with his phone.
"Will he be wearing pants?" I asked seriously and he burst into laughter.
"God, I hope so!" He laughed trying to type while laughing.
Turns out he summoned not one, but three members.
It was like I was watching a movie. Upon sight of the members - he was no longer my boyfriend. He leant over and kissed me quickly whispering bye as he broke apart, opening and making his escape quickly.
He tried to block his boys but there were too many. The rear door opened and they remained civilized until one member had taken the trillys away.
"Fine." I heard my non boyfriend grunt at them and I knew that voice. He wasn't happy.
A very happy band member opened my passenger door and stuck his head inside to introduce himself.
"I'm..., he's grumpy and you are beautiful." Boom he was out of the car.
"Oh... thank you!" I yelled, but the door slammed as mine shut me out.
The other member, still far away smiled and waved like an overly proud grandpa. That is what he reminded me of as he stood excited for his friend and kept looking from me to him with a large smile.
The next time I would see proud grandpa - he was not proud.
My non boyfriend guided everyone to the door as the one who carried the pictures ran out empty handed to obviously catch a glimpse of the girl.
I wondered driving away how many girlfriends he had before.
How many the other guys had, or if they had any.
How did they do it?
How was I doing it?
-*
Now that we had began this new schedule of visits - about two weeks later I realized I was spending A LOT more of my time with him. Mere months ago we were literally months apart in at least one evening; now I was seeing him at least three times a week and normally staying over for one of those.
"How's the boyfriend?" My boss asked as she treated me to lunch.
"He's good." I answered truthfully.
"Going on tour soon." I nodded. "So that sucks." I laughed as I ate, popping more grapes into my mouth.
"That's good." She smiled sincerely.
"Oh and I met his friend." I said, turning my head to swallow my mouthful of food. "You know, if you weren't married and pregnant I could hook you two up." I sang playfully and she laughed.
"I don't want to date an idol." She made a sour face. "I have my Jacque and he is enough."
"Yes." I stated without a smile, but she grinned. We ALL knew about her very French husband Jacque. "Frenchie." I smiled weakly.
"Jacque isn't that smart anyways." She laughed slightly as she ate.
"Ah, here we go." I laughed. "Pregnancy craziness."
"Well he's not." She whispered trying to hide her smile. "You happy?" She questioned and I nodded.
"Yeah." I answered with more small nods.
"Okay, you said tour earlier, no you can not go." She said before she took another bite of her own food.
I laughed, trying to quiet myself and glanced around quieting my laughter.
"I can't go with him." I laughed.
"Good." She nodded. "I will be having a baby soon." She reminded pointing to her still growing bump.
"In 3 months." I gently laughed. We were slowly becoming buddies; a true show of professionalism and friendship combined and put to the test. My phone buzzed on the table. "Speak of the devil." I smiled, glancing seeing his message with a simple number.
"Really?" She complained sadly. "Didn't you see him two days ago?" She pained her face as he tried to think of my schedule.
"I should tell him no." I nodded, looking at her quickly. "I can finish the day and go over there."
"And miss my invite from the idol friend, hell no!" She said and I physically motioned for her to quiet. We were still in a public place.
"It's his neighbor." I laughed with an eyeroll. "Jooheon is his neighbor." I spoke, spilling a name - and she froze. Her eyes widened and she stared at me.
"Is he in Monsta X?" She asked lowly tilting her head down.
"Jooheon is." I whispered my answer as I leant across the table towards her.
"The guy I'm dating is not." Her brain worked in overload as she ran over the possible people in her mind.
She hadn't ever asked questions about him before; and while I might have accidentally spilled the friends name I would need to be even more careful from this point out.
"Tell the guy you are dating that you have to take me to my appointment." She reminded politely with a slender point of her finger towards my phone.
"Oh yeah." I laughed, picking me phone up. "Sometimes he doesn't respond." I made an oopsie face. Surely he would get a ride.
I was surely wrong
-*
It was a happy baby boy. I drove quickly from the appointment, my boss complaining the entire way.
"He said 2 and it's only 2:30." I tapped the clock on my phone.
"Dating an idol is no fun!" She laughed at me holding her tie. She had strict instructions.
"For you." I smiled trying to joke but she did not find it funny. Understood.
"Come on. Just real quick while I turn in, and then again the entire time he's in the car."
"I should fire you for this."
"Yeah, yeah, I should have left you at the doctors office."
She dramatically gasped acting hurt.
She looked away momentarily and then back to me with a smile.
"Do you think Jooheon will need a ride?"
"No." I pointed at her and she pouted.
"Geez!" She complained for her final time.
Once I began to exit for downtown; I asked her to get ready to cover her eyes. I didn't want her to know I was pulling into the BigHit lot, and since I knew we would wait - I would have her hide her eyes when we passed the sign and building. She was under strict instructions to not look around the parking lot and she followed them.
"Okay." I said once I felt she was okay to open her eyes.
"So now what?" She asked as we faced a wall.
"Now we wait." I answered her with a smile.
"I need to pee!" She whined. "My baby boy needs to pee." She said seriously and I sighed.
"If he doesn't come in 5 minutes, I will go the 7-11." I pointed behind me.
"Theirs one over there... can you wait that long?" I asked. She nodded but made a slight face as she gripped the tie. "Ill text him." I said, grabbing my phone. I sent him a text that I was running to the 711 to use the restroom.
As she was in the restroom, he returned my message.
10 minutes.
10 minutes was actually about 20, but we were prepared.
"Okay put it on." I smiled as she huffed, but tied the tie around her eyes. Once he spotted me, I blew his mind and I exited the car. He jogged at me from across the parking lot as I walked to the trunk of my car, opening it acting like I was looking for something. "My boss is in the car." I said to him as he neared.
"What?" He flinched and hid behind, well, nothing. It was cute.
"She's blindfolded and you need to sit in the backseat."
"What?" He asked again, another look towards the tint. Couldnt see inside though. "She has a blindfold?" He whispered, concern and worry on his face as I did a horrible job of calming him and opening the door for him to climb in.
I got in the drivers seat and shut the door.
"Is he in?" My boss asked.
"He is in." I confirmed, turning around to back put of the space. He lifted his hands silently motioning he didnt know what to do. "I just need to take her to the office." I explained. "5 minutes."
"She can take off the blindfold." He said crossing his arms. "I can't believe you just blindfolded your pregnant boss."
"Well what else was I supposed to do?" I asked.
"Am I taking it off?" She whispered at me.
"I guess." I laughed. She removed the blindfold but didnt turn to look at him right away.
Her hand lifted first and she turned in her seat to introduce herself.
"I'm her boss." She said her own name and I saw them shake hands. "Holy shit." She turned to me saying my name. "I see why we called in."
"Im sorry, are you pregnant?" He interrupted.
-*
"So should I blindfold you?" He asked hours later as we sat together on his couch.
"Huh?" I asked, turning my attention to him.
"I said, should I blindfold you?" He asked again and I blinked a few times.
"What?" I asked slightly laughing. "Do you want to?" I asked in return. It didn't sound like something I wanted to do but if he wanted to...
"I just can't believe that you blindfolded your boss."
"Well what else was I supppsed to do?" I said his name and he licked his lips with attitude.
"Next time just tell me."
"I don't plan on you meeting my boss again." I laughed and returned to the TV. "By the way dont EVER tell her who your neighbor is." I stressed the word ever, and pointed to my west.
"Noted." He laughed. He picked a movie this evening: one that I thought I would hate and was actually enjoying. His fingertips began to tap and play against my legs. It had been almost two weeks since we had been intimate and I inadvertently moved closer to him to enjoy the touch.
I was still a needy girlfriend after all.
The movie was forgotten as the night progressed, myself enjoying the lazy evening of making out and lazy foreplay. We had all the time in the world.
While we ignored the movie and I strattled and moved on him - the TV was turned off. He smiled breaking the kiss, pulling back with myself not allowing him to search for the remote as I connected the kiss again. He felt around the couch and blankets for a few seconds, eventually his hands finding my body and I moaned so he could start pressing my buttons.
"I thought this was a no pants zone." I whispered and he smiled.
"That rule only applies to you." He answered.
"It's my rule too." I said, grinding my hips onto his causing him to moan. "I just made it up.".
With our lips connected he tore his pants down past his hips, lifting up to help them with ease. It made me giggle at his movement, my legs helping to come rest comfortably on him, continuing my hip grind.
He was hard and ready and my hand removed his own, himself lightly whining when he couldn't be in control.
Once I began to stroke him while kissing, his head fell back against the couch.
"Fuck you drive me wild." He said, his arms wrapping around me and the next thing I knew he stood and took me with him.
I giggled as he walked trying to remove his now pooled at the ankle pants and carry me. My back hit his ajar bedroom door with a thud, himself rubbing my back as he stumbled to the bed.
He seductively hovered over me, myself enjoying the view of his half naked self as he crawled towards me. He went for my clothes this time, removing my underwear as I tried to hide my flushing cheeks. His fingers touched me, entering two quickly as his lips found mine and I moaned into the familiar feeling of him.
He was balanced on one arm, his muscles flexing underneath my hand as he struggled to keep himself from crushing me. I whined and cooed, trying to keep quiet. He broke the kiss, moving his mouth to replace his fingers. I gasped as his warm lips placed faint kisses, myself tensing everytime he would stop. His tongue took over and I played and pulled on his hair.
His eyes would flash to me every now and then sending electricity voltage through my toes everytime our eyes met.
"This is will take too long!" I cried, pulling at his hair to no avail. I wanted his dick in me... now.
"Nope." He said against my skin and I began to thrash and squirm underneath his touch. His hand held my stomach, his other hand eventually working its way to my breasts, I grabbed the closest hand of his I could.
A mantra of his name began from me, and he stopped to have his lips find mine. He rolled us over, himself lying now and I tried to move down and return the favor but he stopped me.
"No no." He said seriously, his hand going in between us as I found his lips. We were lined up perfectly, himself cursing as he entered me.
"Shh." I joked covering his mouth and using slight force to press and begin to slowly ride him. He smiled under my hand, myself removing it. His hands and eyes roamed my body as I worked his, and sadly my legs were tiring quickly. I moaned and cussed myself, quickening and slowing my pace to watch his face contort in pure ecstacy.
"Hey boyfriend." I said in a bored manner. His eyes found mine, his mouth slightly open as I continued to bob up on and down. I winked at him.
He smiled.
"You're dead." He said quickly, and in one movement he was on me again. He pushed in slowly, smirking at me as I attempted to get comfortable and pushed the hair out of my face. He quickened trying a few different things.
He was learning what my body liked and didn't like.
He did something and it was like a gun went off.
"Oh my God." I held onto him as he drove my body into oblivion.
Encouraging whispers from him made it much easier. "Please." I began to beg. It was too much. I gripped his neck and tried everything to relax.
"Fuck." He cursed, and my moment was done. Gone in a snap. I was breathing heavily, still clutching onto him as he looked at me with the same fucked over eyes. He smiled and kissed me quickly, rolling off and running to his bathroom. He returned with a towel and wiped me off, climbing into the bed with me. "That was hot." He said cudding up with me.
"It was." I agreed. I exhlaed loudly, still trying to catch my breath. "I didn't come but I was almost there." I held up my fingers to show a tiny amount of space.
"Well let me get to work." He sighed grabbing my fingers with a smile. I giggled as he flipped the covers over me.
"You are so silly." I laughed against his lips as he kissed me.
"I know." He answered.