Chanyeol and I didn't talk for the rest of the day. Or rather, I didn't talk to any of the members. I suppose they weren't ready to forgive me for going off and I wasn't ready to speak with anyone. Not until I gathered my thoughts.

It was around eleven at night when everyone started to go to bed. I was sitting by the window in the living room, looking out into the darkness when I heard footsteps coming towards me.

“Yoonji...” Chanyeol's deep voice filled the silence. “Please don't be mad at me.”

“I don't feel like talking right now,” I said straight up.

For a minute, I heard no movement and I turned back to look at him. He was still standing there with a hopeless expression on his face. His bottom lip jutted out a little in a pout.

I sighed. “I'm not mad at you Chanyeol. Really. I just...I just want to be alone,” I told him.

He looked a little relieved at that and nodded. He stepped forward, debating if he should kiss me or not but decided against it and turned around.

The next day, at around three o'clock, the car that was to take to the dinner arrived. Much to my happiness, Boss would be meeting me there. I didn't know if I could take a whole car ride alone with him. Too much tension.

A man handed me a black sack looking thing. I held it up with a confused face.

“What is this?” I asked.

“It's a dress....and shoes too.” he said with a cocked eyebrow. “ it.”

Realization dawned on me and I nodded. I felt so ashamed of my lack of knowledge of girly things and walked to the bathroom to change.

I knocked on the door and a voice called back, “Occupied. And it might be awhile!”

I scrunched up my nose and went upstairs. I looked into an empty room before going inside and shutting the door behind me. I saw the familiar black bomb hat and I knew that it was Chanyeol's room.

I ped the bag and took out the black dress that was inside.

“How pretty...” I whispered and took off my clothes so I could put it on.

Even without zipping the back all the way, the dress fitted my curves quite well and it reached a little higher than mid-thigh. I took out the black pumps that were at the bottom of the bag and put them on. They made me stand a couple inches higher.

I reached around myself to zip the dress but my arms weren't long enough to zip it all the way.

I heard someone walk into the room.

“Chanyeol? Is that you? Can you help me zip this? It's not cooperating with me,” I said.

The person walked up to me and stood there for a couple of seconds, not doing anything. I moved my hair to the front so it wouldn't get caught in the zipper, and it gave him the full view of my back.

The breathing behind me hitched and I felt a finger travel agonizingly slow down my back. I closed my eyes at the touch. He pulled the zipper up just as slowly. Another finger trailed up my back as he did so.

“Chanyeol...” I said.

“No, not Chanyeol,” the person whispered back.

My eyes widened. “Kris.”

I turned around and opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out.

“You look beautiful.”

“I-thank you,” I looked down. “I'm sorry. If I knew it was you I wouldn't have asked you to do that.”

“Why? Why would Chanyeol be able to do that and not me?” he asked, eyes piercing into mine.

“Because he...we...have a thing?” it was more of a question than a statement.

I didn't really know our relationship at that point.

“What if we had a thing?” Kris asked and stepped closer.

“What?” I looked up at him with narrowed eyes.

He touched my face and I stepped back. “You would do that to your own band member?”

“We've been banned from dating for years. And then suddenly we have to live with a girl? More than one is bound to fall for you. Lucky it's me and not someone like Kai or Baekhyun. They wouldn't give you room to breathe.”

“But I like Chanyeol,” I said as firm as I could.

“But what if I can change you otherwise?” he stepped closer and I stepped back abruptly, causing me to clumsily fall back on the bed.

Kris smirked and started to hover over me with both hands on either side of me. Before I knew it, he had kissed me on the lips. I was about to use my self-defense skills to kick his until someone opened the door. We turned to look in that direction and Tao was standing there with wide eyes.

“Oh ,” he blurted out.

“What 'oh '?” Chanyeol's voice chimed in.

No no no no, dear God please no.

Before I could even react, Chanyeol's head popped up behind Tao to peer into the room. Tao tried to cover up Chanyeol's vision but it was too late.

The expression Chanyeol wore broke me to pieces.

“What the is this?!” he yelled and pushed Tao aside so he could come in.

As if my life couldn't get any worse.

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sorry this is so short. i had barely an hour to write this because my update on my other sotry took longer than i expected. a proper update shall come shortly! :D

sorry again!