Part Fifty-Five
Random Acts of Love: KyuWook DrabblesHands On
I don’t know what was different about that weekend. We live alone together now, so in theory we should be getting enough of each other at home that we don’t need to flirt on the stage as much, but our hectic schedules—with both of us performing in the theater at the same time, my web drama, and his usual deejaying gig—we’ve barely seen one another. So I can’t ing keep my hands off of Ryeong the minute we’re together. If that happens to be on a stage in a stadium full of fans, so be it.
Bashful
I laugh whenever Kyu acts shy around me. He sings to me all the time at home. In fact, he sings when I’d rather have him shut up, like when I’m on the phone, or napping, or composing music. And trust me, he will serenade me to get me into bed with him. He will do about anything to get me into bed with him, if he must. Why it bothers him to sing to me in front of others, I’ll never know, but it’s kind of cute to see him act bashful once in a while. It rarely happens.
Reputation
Damn, Ryeonggu looks cute! If we were at home, I would poke him. Ah, what the hell! I’m just going to do it. What’s the worst thing the managers can do? me out? They can’t tell me not to touch my
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