To Kiss An Idol

Every team that came to help ASD, collected their things and left the ASD mansion. After that all the boys relaxed and sat in their living room.

“These suits were nice,” observed Him-Chan.

“Yeah, we looked good, and they are comfortable too,” Jeong-Eun felt the fabric and spoke.

“Let’s change and clean the table,” ordered Korain.

“Yeah, yeah, you won, stop ordering around,” taunted Young-Chul.

Korain started smiling and spoke, “I always win. Tell me something new.”

“Oh, he is so annoying,” Jung-Hwa rolled his eyes at him.

“Now you will clean the mess that we made outside, go,” commanded Korain.

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Jung-Hwa pouted and slouched his shoulder. He slowly walked to his room and changed his cloth. He came out and moved near the pool area when Kyung-Soo shouted, “stop acting! Come sit down, I will clean it.”

“Really Hyung?” said Jung-Hwa excitedly.

“Your hand is injured. You know Korain Hyung was teasing you, right?” said Kyung-Soo.

“It’s because I called you annoying?” asked Jung-Hwa.

“Yes, you irritating child,” mocked Korain.

“Hey! I am not a child anymore. I am an adult,” sulked Jung-Hwa.

“Then let’s get you married. At least you will become her problem and not ours,” teased Him-Chan.

“Hyung!” shouted Jung-Hwa. Everyone could see his red cheeks.

“Okay, you guys talk I will clean up the table,” said Kyung-Soo.

“I will help you,” said Him-Chan.

They both went to their rooms and got rid of the suits. Other boys too went to their rooms and changed their suits. All came back and switched on the TV while Him-Chan and Kyung-Soo went to the pool area to clean the table.

After everything was done, they all sat in the living room and watched some news. They wanted to see what the media was saying about Kyung-Soo and the actress. The rumours were slowly dying out. Jung-Hwa took out his phone and opened the communicator app. As always, they were the trending topic.

They watched a series after the news. The evening approached and a few of them went to the kitchen to start cooking their dinner.

After all the chores, and all the work, they had their dinner in peace and all retired for the day. They all went to Jung-Hwa’s room and made sure that he was comfortable to sleep in and after making him believe that there was no ghost, all went to their room.

Kyung-Soo looked at his phone, read all the emails, marked the ones that he would later reply and closed his email app. He was about to place the phone down when abruptly he found himself opening the messaging app. He opened the last chat from Nivritti and his hands itched to send her a message, but he controlled that urge.

He placed the phone on the side table and went to sleep.

He was sleeping soundly when a tight slap was placed on his cheeks. He woke up with a jolt and looked around. His room was dark. He reached for his phone and switched on the flashlight. He sighed when he saw Jung-Hwa again sleeping in his bed.

He slapped Jung-Hwa on his forehead and woke him up.

“What? What?” shouted Jung-Hwa and lifted his head up.

“You slapped me idiot!” shouted Kyung-Soo.

“Sorry!”

“What are you doing here?” asked Kyung-Soo.

“Hyung, let me sleep, please,” groaned Jung-Hwa.

“Did the ghost come again?” inquired Kyung-Soo.

“Yes. Now let me sleep,” moaned Jung-Hwa. “Please go visit Ritti, if you want to, I will not tell anyone.”

“Shut up!” Kyung-Soo again slapped Jung-Hwa. “Go back to sleep and stick to your side.”

“Okay!” said Jung-Hwa and turned to his side.

“Idiot!” sighed Kyung-Soo and went back to sleep.

The morning sun streamed in. Kyung-Soo groaned and covered himself with the blanket. Unknowingly, he pulled all the sheets from Jung-Hwa. Jung-Hwa too groaned and started grabbing for the blanket blindly. Finally, he found the blanket and pulled it towards himself and now Kyung-Soo was uncovered.

Kyung-Soo opened his eyes and stared at Jung-Hwa with disdain. He grabbed the blanket and pulled everything to his side. Before Jung-Hwa could protest, Kyung-Soo kicked his butt and Jung-Hwa fell from the bed.

“Ahhh... Hyung,” shouted Jung-Hwa.

“Get lost!” shouted Kyung-Soo and went back to sleep.

Jung-Hwa walked out of the room caressing his butt, went to the living room and slept on the couch.

Korain walked out of his room and walked to the living room. He always woke up first and started cooking breakfast for everyone. But today he froze after he saw Jung-Hwa on the couch.

“What is he doing here?” Korain scratched his head. “Oh, did his ghost come again? He needs help.” Korain shook his head and went to the kitchen.

After hearing the sounds of pots and pans, Jung-Hwa groaned and shouted at Korain, “Hyung! Let me sleep.”

“Oh, so I should stop cooking just because you want to sleep. It’s morning, wake up!” scolded Korain.

“I didn’t sleep, Hyung,” pouted Jung-Hwa. “NK Hyung kicked me out of his bed.”

“You again slept in his room. We all came to your room to show you there was no ghost,” shouted Korain.

“He comes after you all leave,” groaned Jung-Hwa.

“Okay, go sleep in my bed,” said Korain.

Jung-Hwa dragged himself to Korain’s room and fell on the bed with a thud.

Slowly, everyone started waking up. One by one all arrived in the kitchen and helped Korain. Kyung-Soo slept for about half an hour more and came out of his room. All had their breakfast and left for their room to do some work.

Being a day off and after getting a clean chit from the media, Kyung-Soo planned to go shopping as he was looking for a new hoodie. No matter how many clothes he would buy, Jung-Hwa would steal his clothes. And now he kept sleeping in his bed.

His words echoed in his ears. What if he really made a move on Nivritti? No, that was impossible. Jung-Hwa knew that he liked her, he would never do such a thing to him. Moreover, if he ever says anything to her, she will kick his ass, for sure.

Telling everyone about his plan, so that no one would be blindsided, he went shopping. He drove his car to Dongdaemun and entered a mall. All his team members gave him a long list to get.

He entered the male section and started choosing clothes for himself. He liked a black hoodie and a jacket. He also took off a few t-shirts from the rack and went to the changing area to see which dress would look good on him. He made sure that his face was hidden behind his mask.

He was looking for an empty room when a beautiful, slim woman approached him.

“Hello, Sir! My name is Park Da-Hee. Do you need help, Sir?” she asked.

“No, thank you. I am just looking for an empty changing room,” replied Kyung-Soo politely.

“Aww... your voice is so manly. You are so handsome, Sir. It would be my honour to help you. Let me help you, please,” she batted her eyes at him.

“Excuse me!” Kyung-Soo was taken aback. His face was not visible, yet she found him to be handsome. What kind of witchcraft was that? And what did she mean by manly voice? “Is this how you talk to your customers?”

“Only with handsome ones,” she flirted with him.

Kyung-Soo adjusted his mask to make sure his face was covered and said, “I don’t need your help. Thank you for the offer.” Leaving her standing in the corridor, he moved forward. He found an empty room and ducked inside urgently.

He took off his coat and blue shirt and hung them up on the hook. His muscular body was visible in the mirror. He chose a light pink t-shirt and wore it. The colour pink with his porcelain skin was looking radiant. At first sight, he knew he had to buy that t-shirt.

He then removed the t-shirt and grabbed an oversized black shirt. He was buttoning the shirt when he heard a faint giggle. Even with the loud music in the store, the giggle was clear. His heart jumped out of his chest. Who was laughing? And why were they laughing outside his room? Has someone recognised him? He gulped with fear.

To his shock, he saw a silhouette moving through the cracks of the door. He knew it was impossible to see inside but still, someone was trying hard to see him changing clothes. He felt dirty and uncomfortable. These were private moments that the store was required to respect but someone was outside his door trying to violate his privacy.

He thought of giving a piece of his mind to the peeping tom and opened the door immediately. To his surprise, Da-Hee pursed her lips and smiled at him shyly.

“What the hell are you doing here?” shouted Kyung-Soo.

“Waiting for you sir. Anyway, I can help you?” she asked swinging herself sideways and batting her eyes at him.

Annoyingly he looked at her. Just yesterday, he got rid of a scandal, and he was in no mood to get into a new one today. His PR team would kill him. Just a few days ago, Nivritti helped everyone to get away from a scandal, then his PR team had to issue a statement regarding a different scandal. And now a new problem was standing before him. He had to get away from her at any cost.

“I don’t need your help,” he shouted and ran out of the room. He kept moving to a new aisle every few seconds trying to shake his tail.