Friday night. The same club. The same crowd. The same noise. You're sick of it all.

You're sick of the life you have chosen. You're sick of being yourself. You hated the person you have become. You hate everything about you that it makes you sick seeing yourself in front of the mirror. Beautiful, sexy, flawless, and alone. That's who you are. A good-for-nothing model who turned out to be a slut in everyone's eyes. You're a hopeless case. You stick with men, hoping to be needed more than wanted. You needed love but no one has stepped up yet and gave you some. Guys you've dated only wanted you for the ride, not for the real thing. The real thing... it's all you've ever wanted. You signaled for another round of tequilla. Your head is spinning now, but you couldn't care less. You wanted to drown yourself with alcohol, that's how you spend you weekends anyway. Drunk and horny. The bartender gave you another shot and without hesitation, you boozed it all up. You don't mind the pair of eyes that were watching you get wasted. They're living the same damned life like yours, so who are they to judge, you thought. "You take care of her. I'm meeting Khun somewhere." Taecyeon took out a couple of bills to pay for her drinks. "B-but she's your date!" Junho grabbed the taller guy by his shoulder, only to be shoved away. "She's drunk. Just take her home." There goes your date. You wanted to feel pain for being abandoned just like that, but you're used to it. Nobody gives a damn about you. You eyed the two younger guys beside you who were enjoying the atmosphere. They kept moving to the beat of the loud music and mingled with the flock of women who stalked them around the club. You looked at them and wondered if their lives and yours are similar in some ways. Idol stars and models, what do they have in common? The list goes on in your mind but one thing's for sure, they look happy, and you look ridiculous. You lose count as to how many shots of alcohol you were able to consume, but your legs didn't lie when you mounted and almost hit the floor. You're drunk and how in the world can you make your way through the crowd unnoticed. You tried to keep yourself together and hoped that you could even at least get into the ladies' room without messing up. You clasped the rim of the bar and reached out for your purse. The shot glass almost fell off the floor but lucky enough, someone was there to save your day. "Where are you heading?" Junho offered his arms for you to crutch down. "Ladies' room." "Chansung~ah... I'll take her to the ladies' room. She's way too drunk to make it there alive." "Okay... hurry up." The younger one nodded his head. Thank God you're with someone who has strong arms and good reflexes. He was able to hold you up till youve reached the far end of the hallway. His mighty hands clutched on the curve of your waist. You can't help but take peek of his cute face. A face which doesn't match his muscular built. Both of you halted and opened the door for you, tilting his head. "Will you be okay? I can't go inside. Just try to grab on to something." But you weren't paying attention. Your eyes met his v-neck shirt that hailed his firm chest. You wanted to touch him. You wanted to feel his well-toned body and grope his famous butt. Without even thinking, you imposed yourself on him. You pushed him inside the ladies' room, hitting you back against the cold wall.

He wanted to bust out but it was too late. Your fingers were tightly clinched around the sleeves of his shirt, almost ripping them. You waited for him to calm down so you can free him from your strong gasp. And when he finally was, you slid your hands down his arms, then to the curve of his waist, and finally landing on his butt. His back straightened when you groped him. "So this was your evil plan? That's why we're here?" He gleamed. "They're nice. And they are screaming to be groped." Fascinated you are, you glide your fingers along the edge of his shirt, pulling it upwards, revealing his hidden beauty. You literally drooled seeing the buildup of muscles underneath that shirt. He smirked when he saw how your tongue peeped out. You let your index finger trace the bumps of his abdomen while your other hand got a mind of its own. He bit his lip and let out a hiss as you palmed his growing bulge. You grinned on the thought that you got this idol excited by just merely touching him. You haven't even started yet. "So this is how you get the guys, huh? Nice tactics. They are pretty effective." He bowed down his head trying to see what you're up to. There wasn't a slight of complaint on his face as your fingers started undoing and unzipping his pants. He exhaled sharply when you plunged your fingers underneath his boxer shorts and started stroking him gently. He sighed heavily, holding in some moan as you intermittently stroked him fast and slow. You don't need to be touched to satisfy your lust. All you need is to see him beg to get inside you. And you were doing it right. He leaned forward to kiss you, but you pushed him away. You kept on going. You can see a seed of liquid flowed out from his slit. It ticked you off to go slow and do some teasing. "Don't stop..." But you never listened. You were taking it slower than ever. Enraged with lust, Junho started bucking on your hands. He rested his forehead on your shoulders and latched his hands on your waist. His grasps were getting tighter as he was moving faster on your hands now. He lifted your leg and draped it around his waist, clenching your thigh. He glided his hand up your inner thigh and gripped the edge of your already-soaked underwear. No. You pushed his hands away from you. Let me touch you I dont just let anyone touch me anytime they want to. Guys like you dont get to fuck someone like me that easily. Youre a bitch. He was panting frantically. I know. You werent so sure if it was the pleasure or the frustration that made him wrinkled his eyebrows, but youre enjoying this. Men deserve some spanking, sometimes. Not getting what he wants, he got impatient. His fingers laced yours as you continued stroking him, demanding you to go faster. Your thigh felt a little bit sore now as he was letting out some of his energy on gripping you tighter. He cant believe hed be punished like this. You know he was nearing it when he shoved off your hand and let alone finish this off. He was about to when someone barged right in, without any warning. Jun It was Chansung. His jaw dropped, trying to process what he just saw.

Junho, what the fuck?! The smaller guy was already zipping up his pants, with a feeling of disgust. Theres no way he could explain what happened. Fear set in when he realized that Chansung might spill the news and he would get some good beating from Taec. But first, he has to deal with the embarrassment. Guys, I cant drive. Not like this. You broke the awkward silence. Ill take you home. Chansung offered without hesitation. You are so dead when Taec knows about this. Go home! Chansung glared back at Junho on their way to the parking lot.

It was a quiet 10-minute drive to your condominium. Never did once he turned his gaze towards you. The only time he opened his mouth was to ask for directions, other than that, he wasnt interested in starting a conversation. He parked your car nicely and helped you all the way up to your condo-unit. You were drunk enough to forget where your car keys are, so he insisted to search for them in your purse. He was a complete gentleman, not like the others. You dont know him that much but hes different from the other idols you have met. Hes reserved, quiet, and well-mannered. You wondered what type of girls hed want to date or dated. But little did you know that when he was walking right behind you, he was battling with himself not to stare at your well-curved body or your shapely butt that fitted well in your leather skirt. He blew off some air when his eyes surveyed your slender unblemished legs. No wonder why guys would crave to touch you, he thought. Well, boys will be boys. He opened the door for you and made sure youre home safe and sound. He gave you a half-hearted smile and waved goodbye. Horny as you are, you tried to stop him and planned on offering him some drinks. If youre going to get laid tonight, might as well with him. There are so many things you can do to this guy. You held his wrist as he turned around. What? He asked. Stay. Why? I dont want to be alone tonight. That was the only alibi that your poor brain can come up with. Is this your famous pickup line? Is this how you get hooked up with Taec? Tch. Bad news. This isnt going to work on me. YOU.ARE.NOT.MY.TYPE. Get that? You didnt see that one coming. You never expected him to judge you like that. He doesnt know you. No one knows the real you. Rumors dont give anybody the right to judge or insult anyone. Do you even know me to judge me like that? Your voice was shaky. You were fighting off the tears in your eyes. You bitch around more than any other girls in that club. Youre always drunk, wasted and you sleep with any guys you want. Youre dating Taec and now what? Junho? Yeah! I think I know you too well to judge you like that! You, a bitch? Probably you are. Youre annoying, arrogant and unfriendly. You are qualified to be in the

Bitch Category. Drunk? Yes, most of the time. Wasted? Sometimes. Dating Taec? You dont think that barhopping with him would be considered dating. Junho? You were drunkand horny. Thats all. You can admit to any of his accusations, but not with being a slut. Im not a slut. Excuse me? I said, Im not a slut. Youre pathetic! Before he could even step further away from you, you grabbed his collar and pressed your lips against him. You struggled as you cupped his face and forced your tongue inside his mouth. You dont know why he hated you that much, to the point of not wanting you even just a bit. You were out to punish him for saying things like that. Might as well play the slut part, when he already thinks you are. Suddenly, the struggle went passionate. He was kissing you back, his tongue fondling with yours. He held your face and started pushing you back into the room and landed himself on a couch. Your leather skirt suffered a bit when he docked you on his lap, spreading your legs against his abs. As his tongue exploited your mouth and your neck, you helped him strip off from his cardigan and his shirt. You lowered your gaze towards his glorious trunk and you sat there in awe of how sexy and gorgeous he is. Moments later, your clothes met the floor. He sighed at the sight of you naked. You moaned in his mouth when you felt his teeth nipping on your lips. You tried so hard to concentrate on either one of these three things: his tongue that is brushing every part of your neck, his hands that are gently squeezing your breast, or his bulge that you can feel right underneath your thin underwear. Any of three, it is ought to make you go crazy. He is getting harder, and you cant ignore that. He stiffened every time you grind on top of him, and only you can ease his sweet suffering. You glided down his legs, letting your knees hit the floor. You set yourself between his legs and reached out to unbuckle his belt. He panicked. What do you think youre doing? Watch me. You lowered down his pants along with his boxer shorts and you were greeted by his hardened member that demanding to be relieved. He leaned back and waited patiently for whats going to happen next. You stroke him a few times before letting your tongue press against his slit. You flicked your tongue around it and along his length. You moaned at the first taste of him and you gazed up only to find out that he was covering his face the whole time. Look at me And he knew that was an order. But he cant. He will lose his sanity. I cant Do you want me to stop? No. No, please. Then look at me So he obeyed. You brushed your tongue around his shaft and slid him inside your mouth. You bobbed your head up and down as he watched you carefully, letting out a beautiful soundwhich is your name. It fueled you up. No has ever moaned your name that way before. Your other hand was stroking him as

you sucked on him, grazing your teeth from time to time. You almost choked when he started to move and buck his hips against your mouth. You allowed him, with no complaints at all. Stop Come here. He reached out his hand and again, he settled you on his lap. You tilted your body, reached out for your purse and took out a condom. You peeled it off carefully and let it slither along his length. You peered at him and he was already staring at you with a certain look of amazement. What? you wondered. Youre amazingly good with this. You really are a slut. I told you, Im not a slut. Prove me wrong He almost ripped your underwear when he cleared it away. Your felt your warmth on top of his, and he must have felt how dripping wet you already are. You cant hear anything else aside from your heartbeat that was racing like hell against your rib cage. It was deafening. Your chest tightened and there were butterflies in your stomach. You gasped when he broke the kiss and expected your next move. You lifted your body a little bit preparing to drop down on him. He held his member up and you were hoping that he wouldnt feel how cold your hands were. You bit on your lips as you gently plopped down on him, telling yourself to calm down and youll get thru this unscathed. But that wasnt the case. The pain was excruciating. He groaned on how tight you are while you yelped in pain. It felt like a something inside you was tearing up painstakingly. You tried to drop down on him fully but that only caused your eyes to well up with tears. Pain enveloped your body. Theres no pleasure in this, you thought. You wanted to die right here, right now on top of him. You wanted to move further, but your body was too weak to do so. You whined when he ducked himself underneath you. Tears started to run down your cheeks. You wanted to hide your face away from him to avoid humiliating yourself. As you slump down till the base of his length, he bucked oncetwicethrice. He grunted as he forced himself inside you. Then he felt something. He was so sure about that feeling. Fuck! Youre avirgin?! He clasped on your waist, as he abruptly stopped. I amI mean I wasminutes ago... You dried your eyes with the back of your hand. He leaned back and palmed his face. He felt like an idiot for treating you like that. You have indeed proven him wrong. He held your face with an apologetic mask on his face. Why didnt you tell me? You shouldnt have gone through this crap just to prove yourself. You lost it on an idiot like me. What were you thinking? To prove myself, that may be true. But a part of me wants you and I want you now. Youre crazy and irrational. But now is not the right time to talk. You bear down and started moving on top of him. His hands never left your waist, directing you how gentle you must go. After knowing the most important thing about you, he needs to treat you right. He was staring at you the whole time, admiring your every curves, your glimmering skin and your stunning beauty. Your back hit the rug in the middle of the living room. Theres no way he can manage to get you in bed. He wants you now so badly. You whined in pain when he

rammed into you. Few more thrusts and there was no trace of anything but pleasure and lust. The room was filled with moans and name calling. It was lovelylistening to the sound of him pounding on you. You werent so sure how many times you came on that pitiful rug, but the only thing you can remember was the first time someone told you how beautiful you are. He claimed you that night on the floor, in the kitchen counter, and finally in the bed where Chansung does most of his wonders. He locked you in his arms when you both fell into slumber. There was a certain joy in your heart that somehow someone finally knew you better than anyone else. But a part of you is scared to find out that tomorrow when you wake up, things are still pretty the same. You peeped in to see his face in that dimly lit room. He is so beautiful. You wished he can be yours.

The morning after You wrinkled you nose the moment you felt someones finger trailing the bridge of your nose, your eyebrows, your lashes, and the corners of your lips. You tried to peek in through your heavy eyelids and saw a pair of big droopy eyes watching you intently. He kissed you and flashed a smile. Rise and shine. He swept off some strands of hair that covered your face. He leaned over to give you a kiss and your heart fluttered. Its your first time waking up to this. Everythings too good to be true. You wanted to pinch yourself and wake up to this wonderful dream. He lifted his lazy body off the bed and docked himself on top of you. He parted your legs peacefully settled between them. You can feel his stiffness down there. He saw you gasping for some air. You smell like early morning sex. We need to eat. Im starving. Im having breakfast, right here. He skittered himself downwards, but his eyes eagerly watching you. You wanted to stop him, but your heart must be too frail to do so. Oh, how you wanted him down there. His tongue was skimming down your legs, leaving wet trails behind. Your blood surged and heart pounded as lifted your legs and let them dangle on his shoulders. You gripped the sheets in anticipation, causing him to smirk, knowing that he hasnt started yet. He lowered himself and whispered Say my name Just when your alarm set off You swiftly turned to hack it off and looked around. The room was silent. No ones there but youalone in your huge bed. The wake up kiss and the early morning sex it were all just a dream. But where is Chansung? You wondered. He must have sneaked out earlier before his army of fans spot him on the street in broad daylight. You leaned back against the fluffy pillows and turned your gaze to where he laid last night. Nothings left there but the crumpled sheetsand a note.

A note. Your heart started to beat faster, anticipating what he mustve written. His phone number? Asking to see you later? Or lunch? Dinner? Your heartbeat its killing you. With trembling hands, you plucked out the note and it says: Last night was great. See you around. - Chansung Uh-oh. Your mind tells you. Is Chansung just another one of your famous screw-ups? Or is it the other way around? Reality bites. You played the role of the victim this time. His gentleman image. His judgmental front. Those were the traps he has laid for you. Youre just another fish in the sea. Oppss. You werent the only bitch in town.