The K-Pop Thread

Chapter 13:

I hid away in the cafeteria of the studio, just sitting at a lone table with my head buried in my arms. GD was going to be furious with me, I just know it. I wasn’t looking forward to seeing him, or seeing anybody else. GD was able to do the interview with the guys, the redness on his face being covered up with the usual makeup. The interview would have to be shot quickly, and any imperfections would be photoshopped out, since the interview wasn’t live. I run my hands through my hair, letting out a miserable sigh. I’m an idiot, and there was a good chance that I may just lose my job for this screw up. I hate my life.

There was a sound of a buzzer and the ON AIR sign above the door to the studio turned off, meaning that the guys had finished their interview. I bite my lip before I stand up. The interview was over and it was time for me to go home and bury myself under the house. I left the studio quickly, heading right for my car. I didn’t want to see anyone at all. I get into my car and before I can start it, I feel my phone vibrate. I take out my phone to see a text from GD. Biting my lip, I open the text, sighing after I read it. ‘Please come to the apartment.’ I put my phone in the passenger seat, heaving a sigh and turning on the car. Alright... if he wants to see me... I bite my lip. Now I’m terrified. He probably wants to yell at me or something.

I drive off and head on to GD’s apartment. I enter the building and my legs are shaking and there are butterflies in my stomach. Oh God, oh God. I really messed up and I was going to hear it. I think GD yelling at me would be a lot worse than that bitch yelling at me. I approach the apartment door and I knock. After a moment the door opens and GD is standing there, not looking happy at all. I go numb again and he lets me inside the apartment. I turn to look at him again, seeing the red on his face. It looked irritated, like a rash. How long was it going to take for it to heal? The more these thoughts run through my head the worse I feel, and before I knew it, I was crying. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t know you would react that way! I should have stuck with the regular makeup but I was being fucking stupid and I messed up your face and you’re probably mad at me now and you have every right to be and--” I talk more, but find my voice muffled by GD’s hand over my mouth. I stare at him, shocked that he was actually laughing at me!

“Mi-Sun, I’m not mad at you, at all.” He takes his hand from my mouth and my jaw drops. “Y-you’re not. But you seem--” “I’m mad that she yelled at you.” Oh. Her. Someone must have told him. “I’m mad that she made you cry... the guys told me... You won’t believe how furious I was throughout the entire interview...” Ah, and he looks furious too. “But still...because of me, you have that on your face.” By then, we’re both sitting on the couch, curled up together. It was really comfortable, but at the moment I felt like I didn’t deserve it. “It’s all my fault... I may not even have a job tomorrow...” I bite my lip again, but GD put his thumb on it to stop me from biting it. “Stop it. You’re gonna chew your lip off.” I laugh and shake my head. “But you bite your lip all the time,” I told him and he grins at me. “I do it when I’m trying to be sexy~”

I roll my eyes at him. “You really don’t have to try...” he grins at my response, biting on his bottom lip. “Oh really?” he wiggles his eyebrows and move closer to me, but I put my hand on his shoulder to stop him. “Alright, seriously. I don’t think you’ll lose your job. It was a mistake. The medic said that this will go away in no time. Whatever was in the makeup caused slight irritation and redness. If I put this ointment on and wear no make up, I should be fine.” Ah... luckily the guys don’t have any TV spots or shows for the next two weeks... at least I would hope so. He hands me a bottle of ointment and I quickly read over the label, nodding. “I hope it goes down soon...” “Yeah me too... I’m not pretty anymore,” he jokes, but he must have seen the sad look on my face and he laughed nervously. “Er... sorry. But don’t beat yourself up over this. It was a mistake, and I am not mad at you. Now smile for me.” I give him a look and he frowns before quickly grinning. His hands are at my sides and he’s tickling me, immediately getting a reaction. I start laughing uncontrollably, trying to worm my way away from him.

“Nooo!” I shout, tears forming in the corners of my eyes as I continue to laugh. After more struggling, I get out of his arms... and land right on the floor. “Owwww.” I whined, as GD just laughed. I sit up and glare at him. He’s sprawled on the couch, just laughing it up. I pout at him. “GD!” I shout and he continued to laugh at me. Asshole! I jump to my feet and as soon as he tries to sit up on the couch, I tackle him back, landing on top of him. We’re both laughing as I try to pin him down, and fail in doing so. “You’re not stronger than oppa, Mi-Sun,” he teases me and I stick my tongue out at him. Before I knew it, he takes my tongue into his mouth, holding me by the back of my neck so I couldn’t pull back, not that I want to. His tongue pressed against mine and soon enough, we were engaged in basically sucking each other’s faces off. My hands are in his hair and I feel his hands move downwards until I feel him squeeze my butt. “Hey!” I exclaimed, pulling back and he gives me a lecherous grin. “As nice as I thought it would be~” he said and I couldn’t help but laugh before kissing him again.

“Hey... you said if things went well with the interview, you would give oppa more than a kiss~ I’m holding you to that, since I did get on with the interview, and it went spectacular, except for the whole... you know.” Yeah, yeah, I do know. But he was right, in a sense. He did do the interview and it went by smoothly, not counting what happened. Alright, I suppose I could live up to my word... but what do I do? I bite my lip, getting a grunt of protest from GD, so I let my lip free. Ugh, what do-- I know. I bit my lip again and he gives me a look. “Shut up. It’s a habit, okay?” He rolls his eyes and I just smile at him, kissing him softly. “I’ve never done this before so just...bare with me?” He nods, a questioning look on his face.

I kiss him again, a bit deeper this time. “Just lay there, okay?” I say before down, sitting on my knees on the couch between his legs. I bite my lip again, looking at him before I reach out, taking the button of his pants between my fingers, undoing it before I slid the zipper down.