Bab 2: Chapter Two: Too Much Affection and Protection
Copyright © Lynnifer Ice - July 2021 All Rights Reserved.
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"EH?! Well, you changed your voice so cutely that it was hard to tell!" I shouted in surprise.
"Maybe you need your ears cleaned out... Since when have you ever had trouble differentiating between our voices?" He blew on each of my ears, knowing it was one of my weaknesses.
"For fuck's sake, Yuvin," I laughed in his hold, not even trying to get away. "Stop that; it tickles! Besides, I thought you were asleep, and when did you start acting so cute," I demanded to know.
"I guess you just have that effect on me, and well, now I'm awake and pleased that you're here," he proudly suggested as he rested his chin on my shoulder.
"I must be a bad influence then.~" I continued to laugh as he kissed the crook of my neck even though it was the most ticklish place on my body. I knew Yuvin always smiled when I laughed, though, so I did not bother to stop him.
"Nonsense~," he nibbled on my ear, "You could never be a bad influence.~ Besides that, who else would be gutsy enough to show your neck and shoulders affection, hm?"
"Jibben would do that; you know he's a flirty person~," I stated matter-of-factly, "Howie might when he's in a playful mood."
"Maybe I want to be the only one that can do that to you...~" Yuvin encouraged.
"You can't be serious, Yuv...," I sighed as I rested my hands on his hands that were still resting on my waist. "You always say something like that."
"Perhaps it's because it's true?" He tried to suggest, sounding hopeful.
"What's true?" Jibben asked curiously as he appeared out of the corner of my eye.
"Hi, Jibbie!~" I exclaimed with a grin as he continued toward Yuvin and I.
"Hi, ShiShi~," he greeted me in return when he was merely inches away from me. Then his eyes traveled from me, up to the man still back hugging me, "Yuvin, I want my turn with her."
"Your turn? This isn't a harem, Jibben, and she's not a doll. Besides, I don't feel like sharing, my girl," he replied as if it were the most normal thing ever while holding me closer against him, if that was even possible.
"Eh...?" I tried to turn my head back to Yuvin in confusion.
"Oh? When did you two start going out," Jibben inquired as he scanned us from head to toe?
"EH?!" I gasped, snapping my head back to Jibben.
What is he saying!? Have they both gone mad?!
"Just now," Yuvin replied softly as I felt his cheek barely rub against mine.
"We never-," I tried to say before Jibben cut me off.
"Looks like ShiShi disagrees with you, Yuvin. You haven't told her then?" Jibben cocked his head to the side while smiling like a madman.
"Told me what?" I tried to ask but to no avail.
"I've tried to, but she doesn't believe me; she thinks I'm just playing around..." Yuvin pouted as he huffed out his frustration.
I tried to get their attention. Having them talk about me while I stood there felt weird and awkward, "Uh... I'm right here, you know..." Although I had spoken up, I was completely ignored.
"You should be more serious about it then, Yuvin... Before someone else steals her away~," Jibben playfully winked.
"You wouldn't dare," Yuvin snarled toward Jibben.
Well, someone sure is possessive today. What gives?
"Maybe I would; I've told you how I felt about her before," Jibben challenged him, taking a step closer.
Felt? Huh...?
"Guys?" I tried yet again to gain their attention, wanting answers.
"I'm not going to let that happen. Now back off, Jibben," Yuvin barked as he tried to move me further away from Jibben.
"What if it's Gin then? He is the oldest, after all," Jibben asked, refusing to back down.
"Not even then," Yuvin refuted. "Just because he is older than everyone else doesn't mean he gets to call first dibs."
Excuse you? Nobody is calling dibs on me.
I was starting to get really annoyed with them talking about me as if I were not there. I shouted just loud enough to get their attention. "HEY!"
One of the lights sparked, and then its bulb broke open. Then another beside it did the same. I had accidentally let my annoyance turn into a fit of sparking anger. Yuvin had turned me away from the lights when the first one had flashed right before flaring. Jibben moved up against my front, wrapping his arms around Yuvin and me.
I wish they knew that they did not have to protect me. My wounds heal quickly. Dummies.
"Hey, are guys okay?!" Howard shouted, his voice laced with pure concern.
I saw that Howard was running toward us from the side, just as Jibben and Yuvin stood up straight from their hovering positions. Yuvin even let his arms finally slide away from my waist.
"We're fine, Howard," Yuvin reassured him.
"What was that...?" Jibben asked as he looked up at the broken bulbs from two of the standing lamps they use for lighting during the photoshoots.
"Shiro... Are you okay?" Howard softly asked me as he continued his march toward me, still worried.
"I am superb and unharmed; I had these two reckless men shielding me," I nodded my head toward Yuvin and Jibben; their matching jet-black hair swayed as their heads snapped toward me in sync.
"I am not reckless..." Yuvin declared, puffing out his chest.
"Neither am I..." Jibben agreed.
"Yes, you are," I told them off with an annoying click of the tongue.
I hate it when those two disagree with me.
Yuvin glared a little at Howard as he came closer and hugged me tightly.
I feel bad that I worried all of them... I really have to control my emotions better before someone really does get hurt. I definitely don't want a Deja Vue.
"I'm just glad you're okay," he gently pecked my forehead before rocking me back and forth.
I hugged Howard back with a reassuring pat on the back. "Don't worry so much about me.~" Then, I felt strong arms hug me from behind once again.
Tch...Really, this again?
"It's hard not to worry about you, ShiShi..." Jibben whispered against my ear.
I got a little excited for some reason, emitting, yet again, a small electrical charge. This of which resulted in shocking the two men hugging me.
"Gah!" Jibben and Howard gasped in unison as they jumped back from the sudden shock.
Shit, not again...!
"That's the second time today that you shocked me, Shirooo," Howard whined, looking hurt.
Crap! What do I say this time?! Come on, Shiro... Think!
"S-Sorry, I must be really static-y today," I stammered, suddenly looking anywhere but their eyes.
"Why'd you stutter?" Yuvin questioned me.
"I did?" I responded, acting oblivious.
"Yeah, you did," Yuvin squinted his eyes as if inspecting me.
"Were you lying when you told me nothing was wrong," Howard asked, getting in my face, trying to gaze into my eyes.
"What? Me, lie? No, I would never..." I could not meet his gaze, nor any of the others.
This is totally not going to convince them... Way to go, Shiro; you blew it!
Just as they were opening their mouths to question me further, Gin called out to me.
"Shiro! Come over here, please!"
Yes! Saved by the bell!
"Sorry, guys. I gotta go. Let's talk later, yeah?" I scampered away from their hold and heated gazes. "I'm coming, Gin!" I happily trotted over to Gin, thankful to have escaped questions that I was not ready to answer. Thankfully, they did not attempt to follow me. Gin greeted me with a smile, but he grabbed my hand as he took me toward the cameras of the set he had been shooting at.
Uhhhh... What does he think he is doing?
"Director, I found my partner!" Gin exclaimed, holding up our intertwined hands.
Partner?!?!
"Miss Shiro?" The Director looked at Gin, not wholly convinced, "Are you sure, Gin?"
"Absolutely," he nodded enthusiastically, "I want to do it with her."
Do what with me????
"Just remember the female's face has to be hidden, no matter who you choose," the Director commented, adjusting the camera lens.
"Sorry, Uhm... Do I not get a say in this?" I looked between Gin and the Camera Director. Although, I could not help but smile when I noticed Gin had dyed his hair to a deep navy-blue color.
I cannot believe he really dyed his hair after I told him that navy blue was my favorite color.
"Oh, my apologies, Shiro," he apologized as he held up my hand, kissing the back of it.
What is this, some fairy tale? I am NOT a princess waiting for her prince charming.
"Would you like to model with me, Beautiful?"
"What exactly is it for...?" I requested to know, failing to hide the faint blush painting my cheeks. The air became a little thick around us, but it did not seem to bother Gin in the slightest.
"It's for a separate shoot aside from their concept photos. This shoot is for a love magazine. Gin has a two-page spread for their monthly, "Love: What I want,"" the Director explained.
"So, will you?" Gin searched my eyes, now holding my hand between both of his in a pleading manner.
He looks so happy... I don't want to turn him down when he is smiling like this. I don't want to disappoint him either. I guess I could make an exception this once. I mean, what could possibly go wrong?
I rolled over the option of agreeing to this, ignoring the nagging feeling in the back of my mind, "Okay, I'll do it."
"Yes!" He pulled me into a big hug, obviously even happier than before.
"There are outfits for you, in the dressing room," the Director pointed toward a door on the right, "They are outfits specifically for the magazine, personally picked out for this."
"Come on.~" Gin briefly let go before grabbing my hand once again. He very eagerly led me into the dressing room.
What have I gotten myself into?
He closed the door after we got inside, and I was so caught up in my thoughts that I failed to hear the slight clinking noise of the door's lock.
"Gin, was there something wrong with the other ladies to choose from?" I voiced my curious thoughts out loud, my eyes taking in our surroundings.
"Yes, in fact, because none of them were you. I just wanted to do it with you and you alone; it makes it more special. Plus, it will be a thousand times easier to get in my roll. Since your face will be hidden no matter the position, all you have to do is follow my lead and listen to the Camera Director."
"I feel like this is going to be embarrassing..." I looked down at my feet with a sigh that nagging feeling still eating away at me.
"You'll be with me, though!~" He tipped my head up to look at him and his giddy smile.
"You're right," I sighed in defeat. "So, where are the-," I paused, my eyes honing onto the outfits that were neatly hanging up on a nearby rack. "O-oh...," I gulped, my throat suddenly feeling dry.
"What's wrong," he asked, tilting his head with a smile. "I think you'll look stunning, no matter what you wear."
"Those are a bit revealing, don't you think? What exactly... are they planning?" I looked back at him, feeling quite anxious.
"There might be a little intimacy involved," he purred softly before lightly bopping the tip of my nose.
"MIGHT????" I stared at him wide-eyed.
He winked before letting go of my hand and moved toward the clothing rack. He took one of my outfits off the rack, holding it up against me as if he were trying to imagine me in it.
This is making me nervous...
His eyes traveled from the outfit up to meet my eyes. His once playful expression was replaced by a much more serious expression.
"Say, Shiro...," he spoke softly as he hung the outfit back up and then turned his attention back toward me.
"Yes...?" I replied nervously, my palms feeling a little sweaty.
"Would you mind if...," he came closer to me, which instinctively made me step backward until I was trapped against the not-so-far-away wall. That did not seem to stop him, though, as he kept coming closer until his body was nearly leaning against mine. My heart was racing; I actually felt a little scared.
He's never acted like this before...
He leaned down so that his forehead barely touched mine. He kept his hands in his pockets, which made me feel a little safer, but it certainly did not help my growing anxiety. The air was growing even thicker around us. "Would you mind if I kissed you?" He whispered, seductive-like.
I was going to try to avoid his gaze, but his question threw me off so much that the lights in the room flickered and then went out. Total darkness filled the room.
Maybe if I change the subject?
"Gin....the lights..." I struggled to whisper out.
"Shh...~," he tried to shush me, his breath dancing against my lips. "Don't worry about that. Are you worried about answering my question?"
How'd he guess that?!
"A bit...," I admitted.
"Is it...," I felt his hand lightly graze underneath my chin.
What is he doing?! Stop acting like this is some drama television show!
His nose was barely touching mine, "Is it because you haven't had your first kiss yet?"
"How did you-," my breath hitched in shock.
"It wasn't hard to figure out.~" Gin lightly chuckled.
When I stayed silent, he spoke up again. I was really uneasy because I could feel his breath continually dance across my lips. Not only that, but it did not help that the room was completely pitch black. I could not see a thing; I was unreservedly relying on all my other senses.
"Let me rephrase the question. Will you let me be your first kiss?"
My nervousness increased tenfold. The furniture in the room moved toward the walls. Gin did not seem to care about that because he did not react to it. Instead, it was like I was the only thing that mattered at that moment.
It would be okay, right? Gin would never hurt me, but what if this is a mistake?
"Gin, I..." My voice faltered.
"Hmm~?" He patiently hummed.
"I can trust you, right?" I asked, hoping for reassurance that everything would be okay.
"Always." His voice was so soft; it was almost soothing.
It's now or never, Shiro. Say it before you chicken out!
My answer came out before I could even second guess myself, "Yes."
No sooner had I finished that word, I felt a warm, soothing embrace. It felt soft, caring, and gentle-like. The movements were slow, but the affection that came with it felt thrilling, just like an adrenaline rush would. I felt like melting into the wall when I felt his body press against mine.
Who could have thought that your first kiss could feel this magical?
I felt my anxiety retracting far into me, hiding itself away. A new warmth joined this slow dance; it was full of curiosity as much as it was moist.
This is amazing.
That tiny dancer that had joined the game swiftly let itself through the doors, only to find its partner lying dormant. It did not take long for him to awaken my little dancer. They swung and twirled each other around as if in a ballroom. As the dancers finished their routine, passion only drove them to an encore. Soon as it may have been, the dancers wished each other adieu.
I felt a gentle tug and his smile against me, his hand sliding to the back of my neck.
Why does this make me feel so happy?
As if a magician were pulling a rabbit out of a hat, with one final tug, that embrace I had grown so fond of in such little time slowly pulled back.
My breathing was a little heavier than usual, but so was his. I could still feel his breath against me. I had not noticed before, but now as I started to focus again, I realized my hands were resting against his chest.
I thought it was over until I felt a small, short peck, once and then twice against my lips. A third and final peck was placed against my forehead. Afterward, I felt Gin's arms wrap around me in a loving embrace, bringing me as close to him as possible from the wall.
"Shiro...," he whispered my name as if he were afraid that speaking louder would break an invisible glass around us.
"Hm...~?" I hummed, still in a daze.
"Was that okay...?" His nose lightly nuzzled mine.
Oh, WAY more than okay. I want more. No, I NEED more.
"I think I need to collect more data before I can give you an answer...~."
He chuckled before capturing my lips again, our chests naturally pressed against each other. He placed one hand against the wall while his other hand, held my waist. Without thinking, my body reacted on its own as my arms draped themselves over his shoulders. Not long after he groaned, he broke the kiss. His voice was raspy as he softly panted, sounding like he wanted more but was trying to focus on the original task.
"Mhm, it was perfect...," I hummed, finally answering his question.
"Will you be okay if we do this again during the photoshoot?" He asked as he stole a quick peck from my lips.
"If it's with you, Gin, I know I'll be okay," I smiled, even if he could not see that.
"Do you need help getting dressed," he softly offered.
"Maybe a little," I quietly giggled. "I've never worn lingerie before... Besides that, it is kind of dark in here now. I don't think the lights are going to turn back on."
"Let's get changed then. Afterward, I'll help guide you out of the room."
It felt a little weird, but at the same time, it felt right. Although it did not help when Gin's helpful hands touched an area every so often that he should not, or that he would steal another kiss here and there. Regardless, as he helped me change, I became calmer by the minute, despite my face burning in embarrassment. By the time he finished changing, too, I felt as if I had complete confidence. I did not even consider that there might be people waiting on the other side of the door.
"Take my hand, Shiro."
My hand found his without hesitation, and we soon emerged from the dressing room. I did not expect there to be a questioning welcoming committee right outside the door. My confidence faded away with just the looks I got; now, I just felt self-conscious in front of them. I pulled my free arm across my chest to shield myself, if even a little bit.
"Exactly how long does it take for two people to get changed," Yuvin questioned with his arms folded across his chest. He looked pretty pissed for some reason, but his anger seemed to be pointed at Gin.
"I saw the lights went out. They turned off here too, but only temporarily," Howard added in.
"It's a little suspicious, don't you think, Yuvin?" Jibben tried analyzing the situation. He joined Yuvin, crossing his arms as well.
"Most definitely," Yuvin concluded with a simple nod, his eyes not leaving Gin.
"Agreed," Howard chipped in, standing by both Yuvin and Jibben.
"What took you two so long? Everyone else finished their shoots in the time you were in there," Noam gestured toward the other setups that were being picked up.
"You weren't doing anything weird, were you, Gin?" Tayden leaned closer to Gin, his blonde locks falling over his eyes ever so slightly, arching an eyebrow as he searched his eyes for an answer, anything that might make Gin guilty.
"Gin, what did you do to Shiro in there? Her cheeks are completely flushed," Justin pointed out. His mentioning my blush only made the red tint on my cheeks darken.
"I was helping her," Gin straightforwardly stated.
"He helped me change..." I spoke in a barely audible voice, finding it hard to look them in the eyes, feeling uneasy in this situation.
Yuvin looked pretty upset, as did Jibben and Howard, and especially Justin. Noam and Tayden looked like they had daggers in their eyes as they glared at Gin. Soon though, the attention was briefly thrown my way, as I felt eyes scanning me.
"Shiro...," Jibben started as he took a single step closer, "What are you wearing?"
My eyes snapped up at Jibben, feeling even more self-conscious, "An...outfit for... the photoshoot...," I answered in a hushed tone.
"There's another?" Howard seemed surprised and unaware of the facts just stated before him.
"It's for a Love magazine," Gin replied with a slight smirk as if he had just won a game or something.
"That's why she's dressed like that???" Noam pointed toward my outfit, his eyes blown wide.
"It's too revealing!" Howard exclaimed, sounding irritated, trying to quickly shag off his jacket. "Here, put this on."
"No, you keep it. It... It's fine... My face won't be in the pictures anyway, so...," my voice got quieter with every syllable.
"Shiro, I don't want other men fantasizing over your body." Jibben looked like his anger was building up, but he was obviously trying to hold back.
Justin looked incredibly irritated by my wardrobe choice, "I don't think you should wear that, Shiro."
"The magazine picked out the outfits, not me...," I tried to justify the wardrobe choices picked out for the shoot.
"That doesn't explain how long it took. Did you even know the door was locked?" Tayden scrunched his nose, a habit he had when he felt uncomfortable in a situation.
"The door... was locked?" My jaw dropped, feeling astonished by the new information. I looked at Gin for an answer, and when he stayed silent, Yuvin spoke up. His hands were in his pockets, and he was visibly fuming with rage. I had never seen such a severe expression on his face before. He was utterly fixated on Gin. I was almost afraid he might hit him when he got up close enough to nearly be in his face. Gin pulled my hand, making me move a bit behind him in a protective manner.
I do not understand what is going on, but whatever it is, I don't like it.
In all the time I had known Yuvin, I had only ever heard him use an authoritative tone when it felt like he was being challenged or if someone was trying to mess with something he cared deeply about.
"Gin, I want to know what exactly you were doing in there with Shiro, and you better pray that I like your answer," Yuvin demanded, holding eye contact.
-End of Chapter Two-
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