my red tie

The Boss’ Girl Ch. 1

Lee Minwoo (Shinhwa) x Reader x Jeon Jungkook (BTS)

Office!AU

Rated: G 

Word Count: 3343

A/N: Here’s the first chapter for the Jungkook project I’ve been working on.  It’s mostly just an introduction so bare with me on this one.  Warning!!! This is going to get very smutty!!!  Lots of Dom/Sub, slight BDSM, and all kinds of kinky stuff.   I feel a bit stupid I’ve had this idea all planned out since the Celebrity Bromance episode the two of them did together but just never sat down to write it.  Please give some feed back if it’s something you guys are going to be interested in?


7:55 AM you come into your boss’ office.  His morning cup of coffee placed on the coaster by the phone.  ¼ cup half and half, two teaspoons of raw sugar, and ¾ cup of Starbucks dark roast coffee in his favorite mug.  By now there’s no need to measure it out because you know by sight and muscle memory.  

The three leading business journals and newspapers are stacked in just the right order on the right hand side.  The days tentative schedule typed with checkboxes lays on top of them.  It’s also on both of your tablets but he likes the paper copy just for the satisfaction of checking the boxes when something is accomplished.  

After giving the desk and room a look over to be sure everything is neat and in place you head for the front of the office.  Your watch clicks to 8:00 AM and the elevator dings.  Like an interminable coo-coo clock your boss comes through the door with a pleasant good morning though his forward pace never stops for the greeting.  

You click the door back shut and follow along behind him.  Back in his private office he hands you his suit jacket that you hang on the rack.  He takes his seat, a small sip of coffee, a sigh, and picks up today’s agenda.  While he gives it a thorough read through you stand beside him with the tablet in hand for instructions.  

“Not too much going on today outside the office.  That’s good.  No major messes to clean up or meetings.  Also good.  And just the two of us for lunch today?  Very good.”  He finishes off his thought with a wink in your direction.  

“Alright dear, unless anything of importance comes up, which I hope it doesn’t, I’ll see you at 11:45.”  He smiles and barely waits for your “yes sir” before picking up the first newspaper.  Nothing more is needed to be said for you to excuse yourself out to your own desk.  

Day after day for the past three years has been exactly this way.  Being the personal secretary for Lee Minwoo has been a blissful and stable life.  Most of the time it was almost too easy to help your very predictable boss.  The man loves order and simplicity and it shows in every aspect of his company.  

That is to say he likes those things in his work life.  Lee Minwoo outside of work is a very different person.  Once he was out of the office for the day his adventures were ever changing.  He loves to try all sorts of new things with his friends.  As his work secretary there is only one part of that Lee Minwoo that you ever really get to see and that is his love life.  Mainly meaning you.  

It’s no secret to even some people outside of the company that you are Lee Minwoo’s girl.  Not a girlfriend or arranged fiancé or anything of the sort, just his girl.  His favorite play thing when he could have any number of nice toys.  That is exactly how the two of you like your relationship to be.  

Your common day ends quickly with your phone alarm buzzing 4:55 PM.  You rise from your seat and head into Minwoo’s private office.  He doesn’t look up at you until you’re in your place beside him with the tablet.  He’s quick to tell you all the things that got done today, which of course is the whole checklist, and tell you what to put on the list for tomorrow.  

“I see here that we have some new interns coming tomorrow?”  He adds glancing through an open e-mail.  “Yes sir, four new ones.”  You answer.  “Good let’s go to meet them at 1:30 after we return from lunch with the accountant firm then.  Make sure you’ve got my favorite suit and red tie ready for me in the morning.  You know how I like to intimidate the new blood.”  He adds a devious chuckle.  

5:00 PM on the dot hits and he’s got his jacket on and out the door.  His office looks like he had never been there at all.  You make up and print out the checklist for tomorrow, send an e-mail to the downstairs main secretaries to inform them of the bosses meeting time with the interns, and make a phone call to Minwoo’s housemaid to pick up and prep the suit for tomorrow.  Another perfect day finished.  

The next day begins the same as all the others.  You work diligently at your desk until 11:45 when the two of you head out for the business lunch.  Normally a secretary wouldn’t dare eat with the important businessmen but Minwoo always insists you stay right beside him.  When he first started this habit the other men were appalled at you being there but over time they grew used to your practically non-existent presence.  

It was all boring business talk that you payed just enough attention to so you could keep mental notes for Minwoo later.  Beside that you simply tuned them out and politely ate your lunch in peace.  On the very rare occasion that Minwoo or one of the other men spoke directly to you it wasn’t hard to make pleasant small talk until they ignored you once again.  

The oldest generation of wealthy individuals could never get comfortable with the thought that you simply were just a secretary and not a love interest.  Many of them push the question at each meeting if the two of you were engaged yet to which you both always declined.  Anywhere that Minwoo was invited to he would bring you along when everyone else brought their dates or wives.  It made their heads spin with gossip and questions.  

Even today the old men around the table would continue to give furtive glances in your direction any time they thought you weren’t looking.  One of them even had the nerve to try and make you look like a fool by asking you a quite difficult political opinion when they thought you weren’t paying any attention.  All of them are greatly disappointed when you give a very fair and witty response.  

“Nice job in there as always my dear.  I do love the way we make their poor little heads spin.”  Minwoo purrs in your ear when you’re in the car on your way back to the office.  You give him a coy smile to let him know you enjoy it just as much as he does.  “Such a good pet I have.”  He hums and runs a light touch along your neck.  You figure he must be in a particularly good mood today to be giving you this kind of skinship before 5 o’clock.  Though he doesn’t push it much farther than that, only keeping a firm hand on your thigh for the rest of the car ride.  

Back inside the building he’s all conservative business again.  The desk secretary lets him know where the interns are before you both head that way.  He checks his suit and hair in the hallway mirror and steps into the waiting elevator.  The two of you step into the third floor office precisely at 1:30.  

Everyone in the office is already standing at attention and bows as soon as you enter.  Only moments after five people stand in front of you.  The four interns and their supervisor bow and greet Minwoo again.  “Thank you so much for taking the time to greet the new interns sir.”  The supervisor says.  

“No problem at all!  It’s important that they know who it is they’re working for.”  Minwoo sends them a charming smile that makes the exact effect he wanted. The two girls visibly swoon and the two men smile awkwardly in return.  “More importantly is you know miss Y/L/N my secretary, she’s what really keeps this company ticking.”  Minwoo turns and gestures to you.

The four bow and greet you individually.  One of them sticks out to you more than the others.  The way his hand trembles a bit when he bows to you and the way his large doe eyes can’t seem to stop staring leaves an impression of innocence.  It’s fairly distracting the way he keeps stealing glances at you while Minwoo continues to speak to them.  A few of them you’re pretty sure aren’t glances at your face.  Was it wrong to think it was cute?  

Minwoo finishes his rousing speech and you’re ready to leave.  “Oh sir, the office is holding a small party to welcome the interns tonight if you’d like to join us.  I’ll send Y/N an e-mail of the details.”  The supervisor informs you before you can leave.  “Very good, hopefully I’ll see you there then.”  Minwoo beams with that sinister grin.  You know exactly what he’s thinking.  

At 4:55 you’re by Minwoo’s desk with the tablet in hand.  “The party is at 8:30 dear so please be at my door around 7:45.  I’ll have Mrs. Chang bring down a new dress for you around 6.”  He finishes off what he needs for you to do and is out the door.  

Once Minwoo was sure that you would stay at the company as his secretary he had asked you to move into the same apartment building.  It made last minute work and your night flings a lot easier.  Simply saying it was more efficient and he loved that.  He lives in the top penthouse suite and you live two floors below.

You’re in front of Minwoo’s apartment door at 7:43.  He answers a moment after you ring the bell.  You knew he would be ready to go once you arrived.  “Hello dear, you look lovely as usual.”  He adds while looking you over.  

The dress he sent is a flowy pink cocktail with silver heels and a silvery satin shawl for your bare arms.  Your hair in a low chignon and shimmering pink eye make-up finish the look.  It is incredibly feminine just the way he likes you to be.  

Minwoo makes sure the passcode is set to lock the door and then you head for the lobby.  The driver is waiting in front of the building like usual and helps you to get in.  It takes around twenty minutes to get to the party venue and it’s spent in comfortable quiet.  The way Minwoo has a wide grin across his face and keeps a hand on your thigh is all you need to know how fun tonight is going to be.   

It’s not good for his image as the boss if he’s the first to arrive at the party.  Of course you arrive exactly 10 minutes after it starts.  A majority of the company workers are spread through the familiar room.  It’s a venue they often use for this sort of party.  

A large open room with wall to ceiling windows on one side overlooking the city.  In the center is a table of all kinds of finger foods.  Tall tables line the windows while short tables and sofas are mixed around the room.  The bar lines the right wall and a karaoke stage sits in the far corner.

As soon as the two of you enter the room quiets for a moment.  Minwoo leads you straight to the bar, everyone bowing in your direction as you pass.  The bartender pours the two glasses of wine Minwoo orders then passes them over the counter.  There’s an unspoken rule that no one starts a conversation with Minwoo before he’s gotten his glass.  

Once the two of you have your glasses in hand the usual party flow begins.  The upper management small talks with Minwoo, then the lower management.  Finally he’ll go to speak to certain workers who he has an interest with lately.  Someone who’s moving up or has done an excellent job of something.  

Tonight that group is the interns.  The four of them are chatting with some of the older interns when the two of you approach.  They all bow and greet the two of you equally.  “Good to see you all could make it.  I’d like to welcome you again to the company for the year.”  Minwoo starts with a genuine smile.

Their reactions are the same as they were this morning.  The two girls giving Minwoo heart eyes, the two boys standing proper, and the one wide eyed boy focusing more on you than his boss.  Maybe it’s the wine but you let yourself take a better look at him.  

He has such a young and pretty face that doesn’t exactly match the sharpness of his jaw line.  Matter of fact it doesn’t match the rest of his body much either.  Even through the button up shirt and slacks you can tell that he’s very well built.  

Minwoo also notices the boy’s physique.  “What’s your name son?”  The boys turns his attention to Minwoo for the first time with the question.  “Jeon Jungkook, sir.”  He speaks politely.  “Jungkook-ah, you’ve got quite a good body.  You must work out a lot or play a sport?”  

“Yes, Sir.  Mostly just going to the gym.”  Jungkook answers with his head lowered.  “That’s good to know.  I’m always looking for extra people on our sports teams.”  Minwoo looks thoroughly pleased.  New blood to help his teams win and playing with his workers gives him another place to show off.  

Jungkook agrees quickly to join any game they play.  Minwoo asks the older interns to take care of the new ones then the two of you move on.  The rest of the evening goes similarly.  At some point you step away from Minwoo to chat with some of the other secretaries.  It’s good you to keep in the loop about office gossip and projects.  

A few hours in and two glasses of wine later you’re about to ask Minwoo if he would like to head home.  That’s when the interns start causing a bit of a ruckus.  The new interns were playing rock paper scissors.  The loser, one of the girls, walked up onto the karaoke stage.  You had almost forgotten the company tradition of making the interns start the karaoke.   

That was usually Minwoo’s cue to leave.  The office workers started to really party and let loose once the singing started.  Minwoo is a great boss.  He knows how to socialize well with his workers and also knows when to give them space.  

A popular song starts on the machine and the girl starts to sing along.  You tune her out and walk over to Minwoo.  He doesn’t break his conversation when you arrive at his side.  There’s a slight nod and wink in your direction.  

That’s the cue you’ve been waiting for to send the pick up text to the driver.  As usual the driver say he’ll bring the car right around.  Out of the corner of his eye Minwoo catches the small nod you give in answer.  

In a natural manner Minwoo wraps up his conversation and gives his farewell.  The two of you step away and he hooks his arm in yours.  The gesture is innocent but it still surprises you.  You make barely two steps before you hear the opening to a familiar song beging on the karaoke machine.  

You’d know that song anywhere.  It’s one of you absolute favorites.  Out of curiosity you stop and turn back.  On that small stage of course is Jeon Jungkook.  In the past few hours he’s rolled the sleeves up and undone a few buttons of his dress shirt.  Just that extra bit of skin makes you see the boy a bit differently.  His sharp collarbones and veiny lines of his forearms aren’t what you were expecting from the nervous looking young man.

Then you’re completely shocked again by his voice.  His tone is so different from the original singer of this song but in a twisted way you almost prefer his.  He has a delicious soft tone to his voice that sinks into your skin.  

Here’s a boy who has been staring at you all day like God himself was in the room, singing your favorite song, and looking like absolute sin.  You don’t know how to act for a moment.  You’re enraptured by his crooning voice like he’s stopped time for everyone but himself.  

You really can’t figure it out and you look to his face for some sort of answer.  It’s not exactly an answer, more of a complication.  You look up away from his body to find him staring at you all the same.  Your eyes lock and he holds your gaze to continue his beautiful song.  

He’s nearly on the second chorus by the time Minwoo gives a light tug to your arm.  The time spell Jungkook had over the room is broken.  You look to Minwoo who’s giving you a knowing yet curious expression.  You clear your throat and bashfully let him continue walking you out of the venue and to the waiting car.

Loud cheers ring through the room when Jungkook finishes his song and heads back to the table of other interns.  He’s blushing at all the compliments and he politely declines the demands for an encore performance.  Instead he settles in and keeps sipping on beers and enjoying his new co-workers.  

Half an hour later the girls all go to the restroom leaving the guys at the table.  Jungkook clears his throat to get the attention of Namjoon the guy next to him.  He’s one of the older interns from earlier this year.   

“Hyung, can I ask you something?”  Jungkook is sheepish again.  Namjoon turns to him.  “Of course.  What’s up?”  He gives an easy smile that helps Jungkook relax.  “I’m just curious.  Does Secretary Y/L/N always go everywhere with CEO Lee?”  

Namjoon looks a bit confused by this question as it seems obvious.  “Well of course she does.  That’s her job.”  He answers.  That’s not really what Jungkook meant to ask.  He tries again to be a bit more specific.  

“Well yeah at work but like right now they aren’t working but she left with him?  Does she always come and go with him?”  He knows the exact question he wants to ask but he’s going the long way about it.  

Namjoon looks at him like he’s lost his marbles and nods slowly.  “Well yeah. This is a work function so technically it’s work?”  Jungkook had heard the Namjoon was considered a genius but right now he seems a bit dim.  Jungkook sighs internally then just goes out and asks what he wants to know.  

“So are they like, dating?  Do you know?”  He asks in as cool of a tone as he can manage.  Finally Namjoon gets what’s going on here.  “Oh… um not exactly dating.  No one is really sure what they are but just consider them both as taken.”  Namjoon watches Jungkook carefully.  

“What does that even mean?  Are they dating or not?”  Jungkook huffs a bit annoyed.  Namjoon smirks at the boys reaction.  “If you’re interested in Secretary Y/L/N get uninterested right now.  She won’t ever look at anyone but CEO Lee I can guarantee you that.”

That’s definitely not the answer Jungkook wanted to hear.  There’s also no way he’s just going to give up like this.  He’s not even really started.  Namjoon doesn’t like the defiant look in Jungkook’s eye.  “I’m serious man.  So many guys in this company have tried to get her but she just walks all over them and tosses them away like trash.  Don’t get your huge pride deflated by the ice queen.”  

Jungkook and Namjoon let the conversation drop after that but Jungkook thinks long and hard about it even after he’s back home.  There’s no way in hell he’s going to just give up.  He can’t do it.  Jeon Jungkook doesn’t back down on anything.  He just needs a really good plan to melt this “ice queen.”

-E.최 

Good Girl CH 6: First Day

“No.” I deadpan.

“But Joo-ya, it’s required.” Jin holds the uniform out to me.

“Absolutely not. I will look like a child.”

“If you don’t change I’m just going to bring you to Xiumin hyung and have him do it,” Yoongi threatens, tired of this argument. I snatch the uniform out of Jin’s hand and stomp upstairs to my room. After I change I look at myself in the full-length mirror, kind of hating how childish it makes me look. I had to change my hair because I had it in two braids to just leaving it naturally curly. Since it’s the beginning of winter I decided to wear the dark blue sweater under my gray jacket. The matching gray skirt ends mid thigh but my thigh high socks thankfully keeps the rest of my leg warm. A cute peacoat came with the uniform that is the same dark blue as my socks and sweater. I’m not surprised when I get down stairs and the first thing Jin does is fix my cherry red tie that I messed up on.

The other boys are standing there waiting in their matching uniforms, navy pants, a gray jacket, and a nice white button up. Yoongi, being the rebel that he is, has his tie loosely hanging on his neck while the others most likely had theirs tied by Jin like me.

“Jin oppa,” I call out when we get in the massive SUV that they drive around, I sit in the middle with Yoongi and Hoseok. “Why are you driving to school? Don’t you have work?”

He nods, “I’m going to bring the rest of your stuff to the house after I drop you guys off.”

“Am I going with you guys after school too?”

Namjoon shakes his head before turning to face us in the passenger’s seat, “One of the other guys will take you home.”

“Kitty or Dragon oppa?” I ask hopeful it won’t have to be one of the ones that denied me yesterday but from the way Namjoon looks at me, I know I’m not that lucky. “Ugh, I don’t want to see them,” I grumble as I rest my head on a sleeping Yoongi’s shoulder.

“They want to see you,” Tae says resting his head on the back of my seat.

“Don’t tease me Tae,” I roll my eyes at the younger boy.

He chuckles, “I’m not teasing, it’s only been two days and those boys already miss you.”

“You guys talked to them?”

Jimin leans forward so he’s even with Tae, “Yep, and they couldn’t stop asking about you. They kept asking all these questions about you getting ready to move you in and about what you like. You should have heard them on the phone this morning. Trust us Noona, they miss you”

“They sure don’t know how to show it,” I scoff.

“That’s because they don’t know how to talk to girls who they want to have more then sex with. They can show it physically in case you can’t tell,” I think back to all of the physical affection I received, “but the minute you ask them how they feel about you, they shut down.”

“How come Kitty and Dragon do it just fine?”

“We aren’t sure,” Hoseok shrug. “But Joo-ya you have to be careful around them, no isn’t something they hear often so incase you haven’t noticed, they don’t react well to it.”

“That is something I can understand, rejection isn’t my favorite either.”

“Jooyoung, we are serious. Only use that word when you have to. Xiumin hyung’s reaction yesterday is very calm for how they normally react to someone turning them down, so please be cautious.” Jin warns.

“Yes, Oppa,” I say softly as I snuggle into Yoongi’s side. He wakes up and wraps an arm around me before going back to sleep. I sleep the rest of the drive, having to wake up at 5:45 to get ready isn’t something I’m use to. When the boys texted me last night telling me to be ready by 6:20 I was about ready to cry but when I thought about the drive I figured I could gain an hour back. We got to school by 7:30, there were already cars lined up in front the gate to get it, all nice and over expensive cars most driven by shofars. I’m surprised when Jin drives past the line and strait up to the iron gate that opens automatically. We drive in, the gate closing behind us, around the water fountain to the marble steps that lead to the school. Jin parks there and climbs out, everyone follows suit. Yoongi keeps his arm around my shoulders as we walk up the stairs.

The doors are opened by older men in suits who bow as we enter. I’m in aw at the massive open entrance, two massive flights of stairs on each floor lead up to the next. The large glass doom over head lets in the light of the rising sun, making the already beautiful room seem more amazing. I’m pulled out of my daze as Yoongi drags me down one the halls where the rest of our group has already disappeared in.

“You will have plenty of time to gawk later, we need to get your schedule,” Yoongi scolds as we turn once again to find a little sitting room, with a pretty lady sitting at a desk. She is leaning forward on her desk, showing what little cleavage she has to a very annoyed but too polite Jin.

“Can we talk later, I have things to do,” Jin says trying to not let his irritation show in his voice.

“If we have to Jin-ssi,” She purrs, oh my god, I want to throw up. “Let me just find that schedule you were looking for, could you tell me the name again?”

“Kim Jooyoung,” He says, I’m guessing for the second time.

“That’s a wonderful name, it’s another one of your boys?” She looks past him, eyeing the five behind him.

“Thank you, but no,” I say with a bitter sweet smile as Yoongi and I reach the desk. Her flirty smile falters as she scans me; she quickly straitens her self and suddenly becomes professional. “My schedule if you please.”

The boys snicker behind me as the women types quickly into her computer, “You can have a seat, the headmaster himself would like to talk to you, it’s going to be a while.” She looks back to Jin, “I guess that means we can have that talk now.”

“I actually have to get going, I have somewhere to be,” Jin backs away, “Have a good first day Joo-ya.” He kisses my forehead before basically running out of the waiting area. I have to do my best to keep myself from laughing at the grimace she makes when he is gone.

“How long are we going to have to wait?” Namjoon asks the depressed receptionist.

“I’ll page him but he said he had a really important meeting this morning,” She picks up her phone and dials a number. “Hello Sir, I know you are waiting for your important meeting but a new student is here,” She pauses, “Kim Jooyoung.” She looks as if she is about to cry when he responds.

The double doors to her left fly open and there stands a very nicely dressed Suho. He quickly scans the seven of us, stopping when he finds me and Yoongi, still hooked together; his eyes narrow. Yoongi notices and takes his arms off me slowly, giving me an apologetic smile as he looks to his other friends, “We should be heading to class guys.”

“But Yoongi oppa,” I whine as him and the others head toward the door.

“We will see you in class,” Namjoon gives me a wave, while the others can’t even meet my eyes because they know; they are leaving me to the wolves. I look at a very tense Suho, whose glare is still fixed on the boys as they leave.

“Please come in,” Suho steps to the side and gestures me to go in. When he can tell I’m hesitant he takes a deep breath before trying again, “Jooyoung, please come in.” Without a word I shuffle inside, stopping right inside the door. “In one of the chairs please.” I obey once again and sit down in one of the comfortable chairs in front of the massive mahogany desk. The doors close behind me; the click of a lock loud and clear in the silence. I look over my shoulder at him, nervousness must be obvious on my face because he tries his best to give me a warm smile.

“You could have just had her give me my schedule,” I tell him as he walks around the desk to sit in his chair.

He nods, scooting closer and resting his elbows on the desk, “I could have, but then I wouldn’t have been able to see you.”

I can’t help but be cold, even with that smile, “Why would you want to see me?”

“Because I missed you, even though I have only known you for a short time, I missed you.”

I chuckle humorlessly, “You aren’t attached to me, remember? You are one of the reasons I left in the first place.” I can tell he is hurt by my words but I don’t care.

“I’m sorry, but didn’t you tell us that you would react to you the same way we reacted to you the next time we met?”

“I did.”

“Well,” He gives me that amazing soft smile again, “I’m trying to be warm but you are icying me out.”

I take a deep breath as I try to forget about the embarrassment I felt two days ago, “Understand that I don’t do stuff like that often, ask people what I mean to them because I know I won’t want to hear the answer, and you guys strait up denied me.”

“And we are sorry, so please Jooyoung, please forgive us and give us one more chance.”

“This isn’t because Kitty oppa threatened you right? You are doing this of my own free will?” I clarify.

He nods giving me a big smile, “Xiumin hyung is much better at expressing what is going on in his head than us, in fact he can explain to us what’s going on in our heads before us.” I nod, “So are we okay?”

I smile, “We are good. But can I ask you a question?”

“Of course,” He beams at me.

“What is our relationship?”

He pauses, thinking over his answer, “I can’t give you a simple answer to that, but the best way I can describe it is that you are our Jooyoung and I am your Suho.”

“My Suho? What does that mean?”

“It means that we don’t have lines in our relationship, I can be many different things, just like any of the others can be many different things.”

“What kind of things?” The question sounds more perverted then I intended.

He grins before signaling me to come over to the other side. I hesitantly stand up and walking around the desk; yelping slightly when he pulls me on to his lap. With one hand on my back and the other resting on the bare skin of my thigh, in between my stockings and skirt, I feel kind of like a child on his lap.

“Anything. We can help you in school as a tutor. Listen to any of your problems as a friend. Protect you as a father. Touch you as lover.” As he speaks his hand slowly makes it way higher up my thigh under my skirt. “You just tell us baby girl and we will be it. Understand?”

I gulp and nod.

He kisses my forehead and squeezes my thigh, “Good girl.” Someone starts banging on the door; I try and jump off of Suho’s lap but his light touches suddenly becomes a death grip as the banging continues.

“Oppa let go!” I whisper as I try and swat his hands away with no luck.

“Hyung!” A familiar voice yells from the other side of the door.

“Those idiots have some timing,” Suho grumbles as he reaches under his desk and presses a button. The lock clicks and the door busts open, followed by five boys tumbling in, I cling to Suho at sudden intrusion. “Close the door behind you,” He orders when they stand and dust themselves off.

“So demanding,” Kai mumbles as he obeys, locking the door again. They all stare wide-eyed at the position I’m in. “Well good to know everything is working out.”

“Noona!” Sehun whines as he comes running forward, not even caring about the glares he receives from his hyungs. I’m stunned to see concern on his handsome face instead of his normal bitch face. “Suho hyung, you were supposed to tell us when she got here so we could do this together.”

“It’s okay,” Suho says back, “I figured it out, you guys just need to apologize too.”

Sehun grabs both of my hands and gets in real close as if we are filming a scene for a drama, “Noona, I am really sorry. Will you forgive me?”

I pull one of my hands free and stroke the younger’s head affectionately, “Yes, I forgive you.”

“Yay!” His sudden cuteness throws me off more when he hugs, only for a second before Suho pushes him away.

“Why do you get to hold her?” Panda comes forward with his arms crossed of his chest.

“I need to hug her to apologize properly,” Elf coos, his arms out stretched for me.

“I think I’ll save my apology for later,” Kai grins at me, “When we have more privacy.”

“It’s actually time for class so you guys can save your flirting for later,” Suho says firmly as he finally lets me down. I land on the ground with a click of my one inch heels.

“I will take her to class!” Panda yells jumping up and down.

“None of you will be taking her to class, so get your hug and scram.” With that there is a sudden mob of boys fighting over me. Elf wins by literally kicking all of the others out of the way.

“I’m sorry for being such a dick and not admitting I really like you,” He whispers in my ear before reluctantly handing me over to Panda.

“You look so cute in your uniform,” Panda coos at me, “Do you like mine?” He spins around once, posing a few times making me laugh.

“You look very handsome Oppa,” I say threw my laughs.

He smiles at me, “And you look very beautiful when you laugh.”

“My turn,” Kai whispers in my ear when he suddenly comes up behind and back hugs me. “I’m sorry baby girl.” I pause for a second, surprised when my alarms don’t go off, but with their silence I place my hands over Kai’s and lean into his embrace. Something that surprises even him.

“No alarms,” I answer the question they’re all thinking. “You must have had a very drastic change of heart.”

He nuzzles into the crook of my neck, “So no jumping away whenever I touch you?” I nod, earning me a quick kiss on the cheek. “Good.”

“Now you,” I slip from Kai’s grip to come face to face with a silent Owl. His eyes get wider as I come closer and I’m reminded of when I attacked him a few nights ago. “I think I should be apologizing to you.” I say honestly, surprising the nervous boy, “I seem to always scare you, I’m sorry.”

“You are beautiful,” He blurts out, automatically blushing at his own words. “You don’t scare me, I just get nervous, I’m sorry for making you feel otherwise. I’m also sorry for making you feel unwanted when we really do.” He bows quickly before rushing off to stand in the corner of the room.

“Wow, I think that’s the most I’ve ever heard him talk to a girl,” Elf chuckles as he rests his arm on my shoulders, “You should feel honored.”

Another knock on the door makes everyone freeze. I slip out from Elf’s reach and sit back down in one of the chairs in front of Suho. I can’t even hear the door unlock this time but when I opens I am out of my seat again, rushing towards the new comer.

“Ji-ya!” I yell excitedly.

She is dumbstruck for a minute before she realizes who the girl hugging her is me, “Joo-ya?” She holds me at arms length, giving me a once over before pulling me back in for a hug. “Joo-ya!”

We swing around for a second before Suho clears his throat to get our attention, “Ladies, if you would please calm down.” It takes us a second but we manage to somewhat calm down, our hands latched together, massive grins on our faces and little giggles slipping from our lips.

“Sorry Headmaster,” Jihyo says as she bows, still not managing to keep a strait face.

“Yea, sorry Headmaster,” I mumble, noticing the way Suho’s sudden professionalism falters at my cuteness.

“Ms. Choi, you will be in charge of taking Ms. Kim to all of her classes today, I assume you two know each other,” Suho eyes us both.

We nod in unison.

“I would have never guessed you two would be close friends,” Kai scoffs, his jerk side showing suddenly. I glare at him.

“What are you guys doing in here?” Jihyo asks narrowing her eyes on the group of boys in the corner.

“Don’t worry about them Ms. Choi, they just busted in like the hooligans they are, interrupting mine and Ms. Kim’s meeting,” Suho chuckles. He reaches under his desk again and holds out a cute backpack that matches my uniform. “This is your backpack.”

“It is?” I question as he lets it go in my hand, the weight of the bag almost knocking me down. Jihyo easily hold me up, laughing at my struggle. “What is in here?”

“Your necessities, notebooks, pens, pencils, a computer and a few other things. Sorry if it’s a bit much,” Suho gives me an apologetic smile.

“No, it great, thank you Headmaster.”

“Good, here is your schedule Ms. Kim,” He hands me a piece of paper. “And you can have Ms. Choi take you to lunch in the lounge.”

“She can get into the lounge?” Jihyo stares at Suho in disbelief. “I just got in their myself, I thought you had to be a member for a whole year before you can invite another person.”

“Ms. Kim is a member already, you just need to show her the way.”

Jihyo nods excitedly before grabbing my hand once again, “Since that is all, we will be going.”

“Wait!” Sehun stops us, “We’ll walk with you.”

“No thanks,” Jihyo gives him a cold smile before leading me out the door.

I started watching TTGL some days ago, and then Back To The Barn happened B)

An Appreciation of Malcolm Tucker and his many suits.

Love this suit with the silver gray tie…. the tongue..the cheek bones, the adorable smile…Oh sorry back to the suit it exudes power.

Of course the charcoal suit with the smashing red stripped is delightful to see as well… ohh there is that beautiful smile, the soft graying hair…the neck….Uhm got to love this suit.

But I still like the dark suit best it exudes… sexuality and passion…those delicious lips….*shakes head to focus*the suit is very nice.

Oh the charcoal gray one again with my favorite red stripped tie…those fingers, the lips, the masculinity…..oh sorry I got distracted again,  Damn he looks good in gray.

*throws hands in the air*  I’m done to hell with the suits this man is damn sexy in anything.  I'm off to the hanger of shame.

 

Happy Tucker Tuesday!