He couldn't believe he's doing this.
Kibum took a deep breath, his lips and stared into the mirror -unliterally- before him.
"You want me to do what ?"
"Well," A pretty girl with curly hair, aristocrat sort of face, and a sharp feline eyes looked into the other feline across the table "I want you to be me."
The girl said calmly, before taking and sipping her hot chocolate in a society acceptable manner.
"Really, Gwiboon ? Really ?"
Gwiboon nodded with innocent expression, but Kibum wouldn't be fooled by that.
"How if i say no ?"
"Oh, Kibum." the girl started to whine, while Kibum glancing to his left and right worriedly, shooting apology stare to some Parisians in Dalloyau who started to looking with a frown at them. Gwiboon could be such a horrible Drama Queen sometimes "How could you be that meeee~an ? You owe your life to me."
Kibum sighed, he knew Gwiboon didn't mean to mention the good deeds she did to the said male at all. She was just .. Desperate.
"How could I go back to Korea and pretend to be you, Gwiboon ? To be a girl ?"
Gwiboon sniffed sadly in an overdramatic way that Kibum could tell rightaway it's fake "You know we could arrange that, Kibum. We look so similar like a twin, don't you think ? And I hate to say this, but.." she pouted "you're even prettier than me in some ways."
Kibum scoffed "And you look uglier now making that artificial crying face."
Gwiboon instantly threw a small sugar pack near her to Kibum, hearing the insult.
The male laughed. Gwiboon sometimes acted more like his little sister than his boss.
"Why, again, that you don't want to go home ?"
"Some personal issues." the young lady said "But it won't bother you when you there, i swear."
Kibum sighed.
"So, you'll do this ?" the girl batted her long black eyelashes.
The male across her groaned "How long should i stay in your aunt's ? Three days ?"
"A week."
"That's too long."
"I'll raise your salary twice." Gwiboon bargained.
"Thrice." Kibum just could be a villain sometimes. "And shopping spree at Lanvin after I'm back. All expenses on you."
"Deal, sister." Gwiboon flashed her bright smile to the male.
Kibum scoffed. The rumour about the fashion magazine Gwiboon owned had such a crazy demand and going to beat Harper's Bazaar and Vogue worldwide was right then.
When Gwiboon cheerily answered the phonecall from her newest boyfriend. ("Oui, Caleb dear !"), Kibum sighed as he tasted his own darjeeling tea.
What things could change in just a week, afterall ?

Definitely, everything.