“Kim Jongkook-sshi, tonight was a fun night wasn’t it?”
“Ne Sunny-sshi, did you have fun?
“I did. And I hope everyone here had a good time tonight!”
“Goodnight everyone!”
The Rajamangala Stadium roared their answer as Sunny stood by waiting for the cue for the concert to end, slightly fidgeting in the red dress that she wore. The heat in Thailand was getting to her as she felt a drop of perspiration trickle down her leg, not helped by the intensity of the spotlights that shined down upon the stage. She was thankful that the coordis selected a short dress for her to wear but it was still only a small consolation to her in the sweltering conditions. She shifted her legs a little, ensuring that the pesky little drop of sweat made no further progress down her leg. She heard the noise and party atmosphere going on behind her but she maintained her professionalism, keeping a smile plastered on her face as she stood alongside her co-host, waving and forcing a laugh as she caught sight of the giant ‘AYO GG’ sign somewhere in the stands.
Her smile grew bigger as she heard her group members behind her laughing away but as the camera began to pan away from the stage and further into the back, the weariness of it all kicked in. The tour, the concerts, the events. It suddenly felt like the effects of her gruelling schedule had decided to come knocking on her door. Her smile wavered, just for a brief moment as the look of pure exhaustion marked her face, before she recovered and heard the cue for everyone to walk off the stage
“Sunny-sshi, are you okay?” A high-pitched voice popped up next to her as Jongkook appeared at the corner of her eye, alongside his long-time friend and Running Man co-star, HaHa.
“Ne oppa, I’m just feeling tired that’s all. I think my body’s just worn out by all the schedules.”
“Arraso, I remember feeling like that once. I don’t think i was ever as busy as you. Here, take this.” HaHa chimed in, cutting off his hyung before he could speak a word.
She turned to face them, but felt Seohyun tugging away at her arms. “Unnie hurry!” The paper in his outstretched fingers caught her attention.
“It’s a service done by a Korean here who drops by your hotel room. Very discreet and trusted by a lot of artistes that come here. You should give it a shot and just drop a text to the number with your hotel room number. It’ll be good for you.”
Sunny accepted the tiny piece of paper and saw a smile break out on HaHa’s face. “Thanks oppa...” she managed to voice out before she found herself being dragged away by the freakishly strong maknae.
“Ya! Ha Donghoon! Since when did…” was the last thing Sunny heard before she turned the corner with the rest of the girls.
Before she knew it, Sunny found herself in a car with the other 8 girls. She overheard Yuri, Sooyoung and Hyoyeon rambling on about some after-party that they were going to, noted how Taeyeon and Tiffany were off in their own world with their little caresses and intimate touches along each other’s jaw line. She looked out at the window, catching her reflection in the mirror. Smiling at the mirror, she realised that the face that stared back was one of forced smiles and happiness. She sighed, staring at the bright lines that flew past as the car sped by. She felt a pair of lanky arms snake round hers and a head of brown hair rest itself on her shoulder.
“Unnie, is everything okay?”
“Mmm, Unnie’s just tired Yoona-ah. I might skip the after-party if that’s okay.”
“I’m sure manager oppa is okay with it. After all Taeyeon unnie and Fany unnie are returning to the hotel too.” Yoona rolled her eyes as she said it. Sunny could only chuckle, knowing how Yoona took it when Taeyeon and Tiffany started hooking up.
She let Yoona lie on her lap and turned to look out the window yet again while her hand mindlessly combed through the brown tresses that splayed across her legs. Her other hand took out the piece of paper that HaHa had handed to her.
What the heck. It’s been a long while and I think I deserve to be pampered for a while.
She thought, as she texted her room number and closed her eyes, her hand returning to stroking Yoona’s hair.
The blonde thanked her luck that it was her turn to get a single room this time round. Members who wanted a room to themselves rotated each time they travelled, which meant everyone with the exception of the increasingly lovey-dovey Taeny couple took turns sleeping alone.
Once the van had returned to the hotel lobby after dropping the 5 members off at the after-party, Sunny looked on as Taeyeon and Tiffany jumped out of the vehicle the moment it came to a stop and dashed off like little school girls into the lift.
Sunny sighed, as she watched the two of them, wondering just how they could keep up with the schedules and yet be so...active in the bedroom. She was often asleep the moment she touched the bed these days. Walking back to the room was a blur of movement and motion till she came across the bag of beer and soju that she had earlier asked her manager to get. She swore she could not even remember changing into nothing but her bathrobes before plopping herself in front of the television, alcohol in her hands.
The next hour passed her by as she downed shot after shot of somaek. She was normally able to drink most of the members and even some of the Super Junior members under the table but today, she found herself drunk after finishing half of the drink she had in her hand.
The doorbell rang just as she was about to pour herself another cup of the mixed alcohol. Stumbling, she made her way across the room towards the door.
“Annyeonghaseyo. I’m the masseur that you messaged earlier today.” A man spoke once she had opened the door. She stared at him, her eyes half close before nodding her head. She had almost forgotten about it. She waved him in and turned back towards the room.
The masseur nodded and and stepped in, closing the door softly behind him. As she staggered back to the couch, his voice popped out from behind with the question “May I know who recommended me?”
Sunny nodded and opened her mouth to reply but her words slurred slightly, affected by the alcohol she had been drinking. “It wasss….Ha...Ha oppa...i think..”
She looked at him, taking in his appearance properly for the first time. He was decked out in a simple white shirt and blue pants but what caught her attention was the surgical mask he had across the lower half of his face. He must have noticed her confusion as he chimed out in response.
“It is for hygiene purposes that I wear the mask.”
She nodded slowly. “You look familiar...and your voice…I’ve heard it somewhere before.”
The masseuse stiffened upon hearing her words, frozen in his spot as his eyes watched Sunny inch closer to him, stumbling after every other step.
“My my, what big and strong arms you have…” she whispered, running her hand across the muscular curves of his biceps. She could not help but flirt whenever she got drunk. It never mattered to her who was on the receiving end of it, not even if it was Eunhyuk, Kyuhyun, Hyomin or Yuri to least a few.
He cleared his throat and stammered, “All…all the better to give you a good…good massage. Shall we start the massage?”
Sunny nodded, turning her back towards the masseuse, curving her finger to get him to follow her. He bowed, walking slightly behind her as she headed towards her bed, still stumbling slightly along the way.
“How do you want me?”
“Uh…sorry?”
“How…how…do you want me? Am I supposed…supposed to be…naked? Or wrapped in a towel?” She stuttered, the effects of the alcohol still mostly in control of her actions.
Before he could reply, she dropped the towel from her body, exposing herself completely to this stranger. While she was always flirty when drunk, it did not go past anything more than banter. This was new territory, even for her. She could not be sure if it was a result of the amount of alcohol in her system or that she was just feeling needy and alone after seeing Taeyeon and Tiffany paw at each other but she was sure that she really enjoyed seeing the redness that creeped across her masseuse’s face…or what little bit she could see.
She lay down on the bed, acting nonchalantly as though there was nothing uncommon about what she just did. She giggled when she saw that he was still standing still, his rock hard chest rising and falling rapidly.
He was not sure what to do. He had just been exposed to what he would consider the best set of breasts that he had ever laid his eyes on, even taking into account his former girlfriends and flings. The way gravity worked its magic on those luscious… He shook his head, hoping that it would clear his mind as he made his way towards the prone body of the blonde idol.
The next few minutes passed by in complete silence, save for the soft murmurs of pleasure that emanated from Sunny as she felt the cold massage oil hit her back. As his strong hands rubbed the oil into her back, the tense knots in her seemed to ache and cry out for some relief. Her body melded into her bed as the skilful hands of the masseuse worked their magic. Each pressing motion and kneading of his fingers seemed to elevate her body from the state of weariness to relaxation. He worked her upper body, working out the tightness from her arms and backs.
His hands moved down towards her lower back causing a flush to colour her skin. She could not be sure if it was the fact that she had consumed a number of cans of beer that she got her manager to buy beforehand or that it had been a while since she had gotten any action, or it may have even been the candles in the room and the soothing music that the masseur had set up, but the feeling of his hands on her lower back brought a rush of blood towards her groin and face.
Sunny pressed her head further against t
“Kim Jongkook-sshi, tonight was a fun night wasn’t it?”
“Ne Sunny-sshi, did you have fun?
“I did. And I hope everyone here had a good time tonight!”
“Goodnight everyone!”
The Rajamangala Stadium roared their answer as Sunny stood by waiting for the cue for the concert to end, slightly fidgeting in the red dress that she wore. The heat in Thailand was getting to her as she felt a drop of perspiration trickle down her leg, not helped by the intensity of the spotlights that shined down upon the stage. She was thankful that the coordis selected a short dress for her to wear but it was still only a small consolation to her in the sweltering conditions. She shifted her legs a little, ensuring that the pesky little drop of sweat made no further progress down her leg. She heard the noise and party atmosphere going on behind her but she maintained her professionalism, keeping a smile plastered on her face as she stood alongside her co-host, waving and forcing a laugh as she caught sight of the giant ‘AYO GG’ sign somewhere in the stands.
Her smile grew bigger as she heard her group members behind her laughing away but as the camera began to pan away from the stage and further into the back, the weariness of it all kicked in. The tour, the concerts, the events. It suddenly felt like the effects of her gruelling schedule had decided to come knocking on her door. Her smile wavered, just for a brief moment as the look of pure exhaustion marked her face, before she recovered and heard the cue for everyone to walk off the stage
“Sunny-sshi, are you okay?” A high-pitched voice popped up next to her as Jongkook appeared at the corner of her eye, alongside his long-time friend and Running Man co-star, HaHa.
“Ne oppa, I’m just feeling tired that’s all. I think my body’s just worn out by all the schedules.”
“Arraso, I remember feeling like that once. I don’t think i was ever as busy as you. Here, take this.” HaHa chimed in, cutting off his hyung before he could speak a word.
She turned to face them, but felt Seohyun tugging away at her arms. “Unnie hurry!” The paper in his outstretched fingers caught her attention.
“It’s a service done by a Korean here who drops by your hotel room. Very discreet and trusted by a lot of artistes that come here. You should give it a shot and just drop a text to the number with your hotel room number. It’ll be good for you.”
Sunny accepted the tiny piece of paper and saw a smile break out on HaHa’s face. “Thanks oppa...” she managed to voice out before she found herself being dragged away by the freakishly strong maknae.
“Ya! Ha Donghoon! Since when did…” was the last thing Sunny heard before she turned the corner with the rest of the girls.
Before she knew it, Sunny found herself in a car with the other 8 girls. She overheard Yuri, Sooyoung and Hyoyeon rambling on about some after-party that they were going to, noted how Taeyeon and Tiffany were off in their own world with their little caresses and intimate touches along each other’s jaw line. She looked out at the window, catching her reflection in the mirror. Smiling at the mirror, she realised that the face that stared back was one of forced smiles and happiness. She sighed, staring at the bright lines that flew past as the car sped by. She felt a pair of lanky arms snake round hers and a head of brown hair rest itself on her shoulder.
“Unnie, is everything okay?”
“Mmm, Unnie’s just tired Yoona-ah. I might skip the after-party if that’s okay.”
“I’m sure manager oppa is okay with it. After all Taeyeon unnie and Fany unnie are returning to the hotel too.” Yoona rolled her eyes as she said it. Sunny could only chuckle, knowing how Yoona took it when Taeyeon and Tiffany started hooking up.
She let Yoona lie on her lap and turned to look out the window yet again while her hand mindlessly combed through the brown tresses that splayed across her legs. Her other hand took out the piece of paper that HaHa had handed to her.
What the heck. It’s been a long while and I think I deserve to be pampered for a while.
She thought, as she texted her room number and closed her eyes, her hand returning to stroking Yoona’s hair.
The blonde thanked her luck that it was her turn to get a single room this time round. Members who wanted a room to themselves rotated each time they travelled, which meant everyone with the exception of the increasingly lovey-dovey Taeny couple took turns sleeping alone.
Once the van had returned to the hotel lobby after dropping the 5 members off at the after-party, Sunny looked on as Taeyeon and Tiffany jumped out of the vehicle the moment it came to a stop and dashed off like little school girls into the lift.
Sunny sighed, as she watched the two of them, wondering just how they could keep up with the schedules and yet be so...active in the bedroom. She was often asleep the moment she touched the bed these days. Walking back to the room was a blur of movement and motion till she came across the bag of beer and soju that she had earlier asked her manager to get. She swore she could not even remember changing into nothing but her bathrobes before plopping herself in front of the television, alcohol in her hands.
The next hour passed her by as she downed shot after shot of somaek. She was normally able to drink most of the members and even some of the Super Junior members under the table but today, she found herself drunk after finishing half of the drink she had in her hand.
The doorbell rang just as she was about to pour herself another cup of the mixed alcohol. Stumbling, she made her way across the room towards the door.
“Annyeonghaseyo. I’m the masseur that you messaged earlier today.” A man spoke once she had opened the door. She stared at him, her eyes half close before nodding her head. She had almost forgotten about it. She waved him in and turned back towards the room.
The masseur nodded and and stepped in, closing the door softly behind him. As she staggered back to the couch, his voice popped out from behind with the question “May I know who recommended me?”
Sunny nodded and opened her mouth to reply but her words slurred slightly, affected by the alcohol she had been drinking. “It wasss….Ha...Ha oppa...i think..”
She looked at him, taking in his appearance properly for the first time. He was decked out in a simple white shirt and blue pants but what caught her attention was the surgical mask he had across the lower half of his face. He must have noticed her confusion as he chimed out in response.
“It is for hygiene purposes that I wear the mask.”
She nodded slowly. “You look familiar...and your voice…I’ve heard it somewhere before.”
The masseuse stiffened upon hearing her words, frozen in his spot as his eyes watched Sunny inch closer to him, stumbling after every other step.
“My my, what big and strong arms you have…” she whispered, running her hand across the muscular curves of his biceps. She could not help but flirt whenever she got drunk. It never mattered to her who was on the receiving end of it, not even if it was Eunhyuk, Kyuhyun, Hyomin or Yuri to least a few.
He cleared his throat and stammered, “All…all the better to give you a good…good massage. Shall we start the massage?”
Sunny nodded, turning her back towards the masseuse, curving her finger to get him to follow her. He bowed, walking slightly behind her as she headed towards her bed, still stumbling slightly along the way.
“How do you want me?”
“Uh…sorry?”
“How…how…do you want me? Am I supposed…supposed to be…naked? Or wrapped in a towel?” She stuttered, the effects of the alcohol still mostly in control of her actions.
Before he could reply, she dropped the towel from her body, exposing herself completely to this stranger. While she was always flirty when drunk, it did not go past anything more than banter. This was new territory, even for her. She could not be sure if it was a result of the amount of alcohol in her system or that she was just feeling needy and alone after seeing Taeyeon and Tiffany paw at each other but she was sure that she really enjoyed seeing the redness that creeped across her masseuse’s face…or what little bit she could see.
She lay down on the bed, acting nonchalantly as though there was nothing uncommon about what she just did. She giggled when she saw that he was still standing still, his rock hard chest rising and falling rapidly.
He was not sure what to do. He had just been exposed to what he would consider the best set of breasts that he had ever laid his eyes on, even taking into account his former girlfriends and flings. The way gravity worked its magic on those luscious… He shook his head, hoping that it would clear his mind as he made his way towards the prone body of the blonde idol.
The next few minutes passed by in complete silence, save for the soft murmurs of pleasure that emanated from Sunny as she felt the cold massage oil hit her back. As his strong hands rubbed the oil into her back, the tense knots in her seemed to ache and cry out for some relief. Her body melded into her bed as the skilful hands of the masseuse worked their magic. Each pressing motion and kneading of his fingers seemed to elevate her body from the state of weariness to relaxation. He worked her upper body, working out the tightness from her arms and backs.
His hands moved down towards her lower back causing a flush to colour her skin. She could not be sure if it was the fact that she had consumed a number of cans of beer that she got her manager to buy beforehand or that it had been a while since she had gotten any action, or it may have even been the candles in the room and the soothing music that the masseur had set up, but the feeling of his hands on her lower back brought a rush of blood towards her groin and face.
Sunny pressed her head further against t
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