Part Six
Random Acts of Love: KyuWook DrabblesDessert
I’m on my way home from Sukira when my cellphone vibrates in my pocket and I fish it out. Kyuhyun. I quickly open it as I head for my car.
Hey y. It’s funny how two words written from the right man can put a smile on my face after a long day.
What’s up?
I missed you. Bought you dinner. Get your hot little home.
He’s and possibly a little drunk. Not that either is a bad thing. On my way now. Want me to bring anything?
Just you.
No dessert?
That’s what you are, babe.
Swing
Someone felt like torturing me—ually—during Swing promotions by giving Ryeowook the most provoking dance moves in the choreography. Thankfully, I was always behind him when he was performing them, but that wasn’t originally how it was supposed to go. They made changes. Me stripping off my clothes while he flips his hair, that wasn’t originally in the script, they had to write that in because, frankly, I just couldn’t help myself. But I will say, desks are such handy props to have around. We ought to use them more often. So are towels.
Locks
There are times when we’re in the middle of a photo shoot and I look over at Kyuhyun
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