Good Girl Ch 27: Birthday Pt 2
“Come on Taotao,” The older teases, sheading his winter jacket and rolling up the sleeves on his button up. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him looking so hot. “Do it for our baby, she wants to see her daddies in action.”
Tao sighs and closes his eyes for a minute as if silently praying, “Okay, lets do this.”
“That was awesome!” I cheer from where I was placed before the fight began. The fight ends, Tao has his hands up in surrender, his chest is heaving, and sweat is dripping down his face. Lay is in the same sweaty state, both of them looking absolutely sexy. I would have never thought Lay would be so good at boxing, it feels so out of place with his warm nature. There fighting styles are so different and it showed as the fought each other, Tao was flipping around doing all sorts of cool wushu moves while Lay goes right into with his fists up.
“I’m happy you enjoyed it,” Tao laughs as he flops to the ground.
“Are you okay?” I worry as I rush over to crouch down by him.
He pats my head, “I’m fine baby, its just been awhile since I had a good fight like that.”
Lay chuckles behind me, “Aw yes, the good old foot solider days when we actually used to use our skills.” I want to ask about it but I know it will tense everyone up. They make vague jokes, leaving out any gruesome details, I sit back and enjoy watching their playfulness.
“You guys should get going, I don’t want to hear Kyungsoo hyung complaining that you kept her longer because of me,” Tao stands up.
Lay nods and grabs my hand to lead me back into the bathroom where I’m changed back into my jeans and sweater. After I have my winter wear on Lay drags me back out into the cold, our arms locked the small walk to a salon. I raise my brow at the sight of such a fancy salon. Walking in I’m not surprised to find it empty like all the other places I’ve been today. There are two hairstylists waiting past the lobby standing by one of the chairs. Lay takes my jacket and scarf before discarding his own and taking a seat in the chair next to mine.
“What would you like us to do?” One of the women nervously asks Lay.
His soft eyes are focused on me, “I’ll let her decide.” She looks at me expectantly.
“I’ve always wanted to dye my hair,” I answer honestly. I’m not surprised when she looks back at him for approval, he nods with a soft smile on his face.
“You will look beautiful.” He smiles softly at me.
“What makes you so sure? They could fry my hair and I could become bald,” I tease, but end up making the women tense, afraid of his answer.
He chuckles, “You would still be absolutely beautiful. Though one of these women might loose a finger or two for making you upset.”
“Oppa!” I swat at the man as he laughs. We both sit there and watch as the women go about bleaching all of my black locks. My hand latches on to Lay’s when they apply the bleach to my scalp. I can’t help but stomp my feet and curl my toes at the burning sensation going on, on the top of my head. He can only sit back and watch with irritation, his mouth set in a line, and I can tell he wishes he would have picked something for me. “Talk to me to distract me.”
“What is your favorite movie?” He asks randomly.
I try to ignore the burning pain and think of an answer, “Daisy.”
He nods, “I have that in my room, we should watch it later this week.”
“Where is your favorite place to go?” I ask, figuring we were going to play 20 questions.
“Home,” He smiles, “At least when you’re there, if not, I’m not sure anymore.”
I roll my eyes at him.
“What do you do with Jiyong hyung?” I’m surprised he asks me that, they never asks me distinctly what we do, just if I had fun, was he nice, should they be worried?
“We go out to dinner and talk,” I answer honestly.
“Just talk? For the last two months all you guys do for three hours is talk?”
I nod, “My life hasn’t always been exciting but I have some stories and you can already guess he does too. Are you nervous that I’m going to be gone for a whole weekend?”
“I’m beyond nervous. I want to scream, I want to cry, I’m starting to reconsider Chanyeol’s proposal to start a war.”
“No war,” I deadpan.
He huffs, “I don’t know how you expect us to do when another man demands your attention for a whole weekend. I’ve never gotten you to myself for that long, none of us have. He gets you for three hours every week.”
“And you get to share a bed with me every twelve days. You get to hold me, hug me, make love to me, all things he doesn’t get.” He tries not to smile at my words, but I can tell he’s satisfied with my answer.
“Are you nervous?” He stares at me.
I shrug, “I enjoy talking to Jiyong. But I have to admit I’m scared to spend so much time with him, I don’t know what we’ll be doing. I haven’t been away from you guys for more than 12 hours since I’ve known you, it’s a bit nerve racking.”
“If at anytime you want to go home, you call us. We will get to you as soon as possible and get you out of there.”
“Thank you guys so much for taking such good care of me,” I smile at him. He leans over and kisses me softly. I look at myself in the mirror, I can already see the lighter hair peeking out from the tin foil on my head. “I feel like I’m going to scare Soo.”
“He will be in awe.”
“You need to calm down with your sweet talking today.”
“It’s your birthday, I want to give you so much attention and make you so embarrassed your whole body will be red.” I click my tongue at him, looking away to hide the blush already creeping across my face. After a while longer the dye is washed out of my hair revealing my new blonde hair, a few shades lighter than Xiumin’s. The women dry it and style it nicely, I give them a sweet thank you, and get out of the chair. I’m surprised when Lay helps me put my coat and stuff back on. Noticing my confusion he is nice enough to explain, “I’m bringing you to him.”
Our gloved fingers entwine as he leads me out back into the cold. I don’t know how they were able to plan all of this so quickly. We only decided that they would each get me for an hour on Sunday, yet they were able to make a schedule, duel out who gets me when, and than get everything they need to together. I’m very impressed by them like usual. We find ourselves stepping into a nice restaurant and I suddenly feel very under dressed to be here. Lay leads me threw the empty restaurant to the kitchen where we find Soo dressed in nice dress pants, a white button up and black apron.
I giggle at the sight, “Daddy! You look so cute!” Soo cracks a cute smile, his eyes focused on the pot of food in front of him.
“I’ll be going but I’ll see you at dinner,” Lay whispers in my ear before kissing me.
“Thank you for the new hair,” I wave to him as he leaves out the kitchen door. At my words Soo’s head pops up, his big eyes open wider than I’ve ever seen.
“Your hair,” His mouth hangs open.
My heart drops, “Do you not like it?” I play with a wave, twirling it around my finger.
He automatically drops the spoon he was using to stir the food and comes over to me, he cups my face before kissing my softly, “I’m sorry, I love it. I was just shocked.”
He nods with one of those beautiful heart shaped smiles on his face, “I love everything about you.”
“I love you too,” I gave him a small peck. “What’s for lunch?” I wonder wandering over to the massive amount of food he has going on the stove. He pulls me away from the stove, placing my on the one of the counters away from the boiling pots.
He tells me what I’ve already heard today, “It’s a surprise.”
“Of course,” I chuckle. With that smile on his face he continues to stare at me for a few more seconds, “What?”
“You’re just so beautiful,” He coos.
I flick his forehead, “What is with you guys today? I know it’s my birthday but is all the fluffiness really needed? Stop with all the staring.”
“I can’t help it. I just want to stare at you all day. I’m jealous that Kai and Sehun get to stare at you during class.”
“You should stare at your food, it’s boiling over.” I laugh as he panics and rushes off to save whatever is in the pot.
I sit back and watch him cook, something I’ve grown to find incredibly attractive, especially when he’s doing it so cutely. He walks from counter to counter adding in vegetables, meat, and all sorts of spices, most of which I didn’t even know existed. When he is done he dishes the food up beautifully, I can barely get myself it eat it when he puts it down on the table that he sat me at in the dining room. But after a five-minute argument on how he will make it for me again if I eat it, I obey and happily stuff my face.
He eats slower, I can feel his eyes on me the whole time we are eating. We talk about silly things, cooking, and school, and I feel totally at peace with him. Our hour flies by quickly and before I know it there is a tall blond on my right picking at the leftovers on my plate and giving Soo a compliment.
“That isn’t for you,” Soo scolds the older.
“Excuse me for trying to appreciate your delicious cooking,” Kris sticks his tongue out at him.
“What are we going to be doing? It’s not physical right?” I sigh holding my full belly.
“We were going to go ice skating but after a talk with Chen I convinced Luhan to let me take his option and he’s going to share time with Xiumin hyung.”
I nod, “So what are we doing?”
“This is ridiculous,” I groan form inside the dressing room.
Kris chuckles on the other side, “Come on baby, let daddy see.” I sigh before stepping out of the dressing room to show him the frilly pink dress he had picked out for me. It’s straight off a doll I swear to god. I can usually handle girly clothes but this is just ridiculous. He gives me a massive smile, “You look precious.”
“I’m not wearing this, even for you guys,” I stomp back into the dressing room. I scan the other just as ridiculous dresses before finding one that isn’t too bad. I pull on the cute red dress that puffs out at where it ends at my thigh, and I’m quiet disappointed in its girly cuteness. Peeking back out I find Kris with his eyes fixed on my door, his eyes light up at the sight of me.
“I knew you would like that one,” He snickers as he stands up to get a closer look. His large hands start at my shoulder before sliding down my arms. They find their way back up to cup my face, his eyes scan ever inch of me before he leans in for a not so innocent kiss. I push myself up on my tip toes to try and get more contact with the giant. Noticing my struggle he chuckles into the kiss, his arms reach down and pick me up so my legs are around his waist.
“We can’t do this here,” I grumble in between kisses.
“Aw, come on baby,” The giant whines cutely, “Just a few more kisses.”
I huff, “Fine, a few more kisses.” I should say no, I should really stop this wandering hands and hot aggressive lips but I’m enjoying it way too much. We are interrupted by someone clearing their throat, looking in the direction of the noise we find a old man awkwardly staring at the ground.
“What the hell do you want?” He growls, shifting so my disheveled appearance is hidden.
Peaking around Kris I can see the poor old man shaking under Kris’s glare, “There is a someone outside demanding to see you. I tried to tell them to leave but they wouldn’t listen.” Kris looks back to me, places one more soft kiss on my lips before letting me down.
“Let them in,” He snaps and the man rushes off. “I’m sorry baby, we will just have to continue this later. Please wait in the dressing room,” His request is too late when a familiar man steps into the back of the boutique.
“Hello again,” The blond man from the office is standing there staring at us, who am I kidding his eyes are fixed on me. Seunghyun, that’s what Jiyong calls him, smiles softly at me but my alarms are screaming and I find myself hiding behind Kris.
“What the hell are you doing here?” Kris snarls.
“Don’t worry, I’m not here to cause any trouble. So stop it with that glare, I’m not allowed to touch the girl, boss man’s orders,” He chuckles causally, but his joking does nothing to ease the tension. His tongue clicks at us, “I just came give my best wishes to such a beautiful birthday girl. And a gift of course.” There’s something just so unnerving about his smile, he reaches into his jacket to grab something. Kris reacts automatically, pulling a gun out from behind his back and pointing it at the man; how long has that been there? Seunghyun chuckles once again, “No worries friend, it’s just a card.” Like he said he pulls out a golden envelope with my name scrawled on the back. “It’s a gift from me and the others who are just dying to meet you. Jiyong speaks so highly of you.”
“We want nothing to do with it,” Kris spits.
“It would be rude not to accept it,” I say softly, looking suspiciously at the man. He smiles at me, I can tell from the look in his eyes that he thinks I’m a fool, a whore, easy prey. So I give him a small smile in return, stepping out from behind Kris to accept the card with two hands.
“You look lovely,” He compliments. When his phone rings in his pocket he hold up his finger to me before answering, “Yes Boss?” there is a pause while Jiyong speaks on the other side. “I’m delivering mine and other other’s gift to your favorite person.”
I’m not one bit surprised when he hands me his phone with an almost terrified expression, “Hello?”
“Hello Beautiful,” I can hear the smile in Jiyong’s voice.
“What can I do for you?”
“It’s the first Tuesday I haven’t seen you since we met, I miss you. I want to wish you a very happy birthday, make sure to have some fun now that you’re 18 but be careful.”
“Thank you oppa, I’ve got to go, I don’t have much more time with Kris.”
“I’ll talk to you on Friday, my hyung wasn’t rude to you at all was he?”
“He is fine, bye oppa,” I hand the phone back to an aw struck Seunghyun. “Thank you so much for the card but I don’t have much time left with my oppa.”
He nods, “Sorry for interrupting.” I surprised when he bows to be before leaving with the old man in tow. Looking back at Kris I can tell I’m no the only one surprised.
“Do you know what that was about?” I ask him.
“The whole thing was weird. Why did you take the card?” He looks down at me, obviously mad. “You’ll make him think you are buddies, you don’t want to be anywhere near a guy like that.”
“I’m hoping he thinks we are friends.”
I cut him off, “I know he is dangerous, he set off my alarms. I just don’t want him to know that I know he is bad news.”
I look up at him, “I could tell from the way he was looking at me that he is up to no good. He thinks I’m an idiot so I’m going to continue to let him think that. I prefer to have people estimate me.”
“I’m impressed, but I’m still mad. Don’t think about stuff like this, you are a baby, remember that.”
I nod, placing my heads on his chest and going up on my tip toes for a peck, “Of course, I’m sorry. So I’m guessing it’s pointless to ask who the others are who gave me this card?”
“Jiyong hasn’t told you about them?”
“He never uses details like people or places. I only know about Seunghyun because I asked about him.”
He nods, “You’ll probably meet the other three this weekend, they aren’t as bad as Seunghyun, they follow Jiyong without question. Seunghyun on the other land likes to cause trouble but is always loyal, which is why hyung keeps him a round.”
“What about the whole bowing thing? That only happens when I’m with Jiyong and I’m pretty sure they are only bowing to him.”
“He’s showing his respect, I could tell he was surprised by how causal you were being with hyung. Regardless for how much an asshole he is, he is very loyal. I think he is realizing that Jiyong didn’t claim you as a fuck toy but as a, um, companion.”
“What was Seunghyun hyung doing here?” Sehun growls when he comes into the boutique.
“He wanted to give our baby a card,” Kris explains pulling the card out of my hands.
“Did he touch you?” Sehun grabs my shoulders and scans me from head to toe.
“Do you really think I would let him touch her?” Kris slaps his hands away from me.
“Sorry Hyung, that guy just always gives me the creeps,” The younger visibly shivers. “You should go change so we can go.” I nod obediently before sneaking back into the dressing room to dress myself for once today. On the other side of the door I can hear the hum of their voices, whispering mostly likely about whatever is in the envelope the blond man gave me.
Coming out of the room I’m greeted wit a kiss to my head, “Your new hair looks beautiful” Sehun smiles down at me before stepping away to let Kris give me a goodbye kiss.
“We will need to finish what I started later,” He says in between pecks.
Smirking I say, “Maybe tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow? What about tonight?” He pouts.
“I’m not picking until tonight but I have good idea of who it’s going to be.” Since it’s my birthday they gave me the option of who I want to have birthday sex with.
“I swear to god if it’s Xiumin, I’m going to kill someone.”
I laugh, “It’s a surprise.”