《miracle | kim yugyeom》1.7
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"wow i think it's the first time we've gone somewhere by ourselves in awhile." i said as i sipped my drink.
"yeah, you know maybe we can consider this a proper first date." gyeom rested his chin on his hand.
"maybe," i paused, "how was practice?"
"good, we have a comeback soon and i might end up being busier soon, so far most of the choreography has been easy." gyeom continued to talk about the concept but he tried to remain as non descriptive as possible so i could watch the mv.
"you know, i don't think i've ever googled you." i said beginning to pull out my phone.
"oh god please don't look up our debut." he rubbed his temples.
"it's like you want me to see your embarrassing side." i said laughing.
i typed in, got7 debut photos, and immediately, pictures of the baby faced members came up.
"awh, bam had such chubby cheeks back then." i said showing the phone to gyeom.
"yeah, but look at me though." gyeom whined.
"you all look so different, and your hair is just..." i trailed off
"just?" gyeom smirked, already knowing what'd i say.
"it's hideous." we started laughing at how bad their wardrobe choices were.
when the laughter died down i heard a soft clicking sound.
i tensed up
no?
could it be?
i turned to look behind me, making sure to shield my face.
there was a man, taking pictures with a camera hanging from his neck.
when i turned i caught him furiously pressing the button.
i quickly turned back around and gave gyeom a look.
"we have to leave." i said
"why? what's wrong?" he reached across the table to reach for my hand.
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"don't, there's dispatch or something, i don't know who they are but they're clearly taking photos of us."
his face looked alarmed and panicked.
he left about 6,000 won on the table before we got up and rushed out of the restaurant.
the man quickly followed behind us.
"run, go get in my car and turn it on." i said tossing gyeom my keys.
he did as he was told as he was told as i stopped the photographer.
"who are you?" i asked the man.
he looked like he was in his early 40s, just barely beginning to bald.
"me?" he pointed at himself.
"who else could i be talking to?" i said, faking frustration.
"oh i'm-" i cut him off.
"never mind, why were you taking pictures?"
"do you know who that guy was?" the man said
"yeah, and i'd really like it if u didn't take pictures of my client like that."
"what are you to him?" he asked.
"if you must know, i'm a lawyer, and i was having a meeting with him because of psychos like you that won't leave him alone. please, respect idols more, you ignorant trash bag." i walked away and swiftly made it to my car.
i quickly put the car in reverse and sped away from the restaurant.
"what'd you tell him?" gyeom asked as we made our way down the freeway.
"sold myself off as a lawyer, i doubt i persuaded him, but i don't think i gave him much time to think." i said shrugging.
"well, what do we eat now?" gyeom asked sighing.
i found a nearby park and parked in a rural spot.
"what are we doing here?" gyeom asked looking around.
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"you'll see." i said as i reached over the console and unbuttoned his pants.
"oh," he whispered. he helped by pulling his undergarments down and letting his schlong free.
"has anyone done this for you before?" i said, licking the tip as i looked up at him.
he shook his head as he let out a harsh breath.
i quickly deep throated it before starting to take both my hands and rub it up and down.
his face contorted and he covered his mouth.
i continued for a moment and then i finally put my mouth on his member and began bobbing my head up and down.
he let out small moans and groans and soon his hand was on the back of my head, pulling my hair, guiding me to how fast or slow he wanted me to go.
this went on for awhile longer with long moans from him and more hair pulling.
"kanpo im gonna-" he cut himself off as he moaned and came in my mouth.
i pulled away and was about to swallow when he said, "let me see."
i carefully opened my mouth so it wouldn't spill, but considering how fresh it was, some of it easily dribbled down my chin.
he smiled, "can i take a picture?"
i chuckled at the odd request but nodded.
he excitedly pulled his phone and snapped a quick photo.
"mm, wider princess." he took my chin and pulled it down slightly, causing more to spill.
i was getting annoyed now because of how much was getting everywhere so i swallowed.
"awh you looked so pretty like that." gyeom whined.
i rolled my eyes, "whatever you'll have more chances."
"oh really?" he smiled flirtatiously.
i nodded and rolled my eyes again.
"come here." he said gesturing for a kiss.
"but i just-" he interrupted me.
"i don't care." he grabbed my face and kissed me, long and passionate, so much that i hadn't even noticed he'd taken a photo.
after he pulled away he showed me the photo.
"i wish i could post this but sadly it's very graphic." he said laughing.
"yeah whatever." i grabbed some tissues out of the glove box and wiped my face and some parts of the seats.
"we should get going." gyeom said as he adjusted his pants.
"mm yeah, send me the photo by the way." i said as i put the car back in reverse and began driving towards samseongil.
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