Memberships Only 3/?
anonymous
May 9 2013, 04:26:19 UTC
Under the canopy of the golf cart, Sungyeol was glad that Myungsoo wasn’t pestering him about what he’d been up to lately, but he was sure Myungsoo was staring at him behind those dark shades of his. Myungsoo was a mystery Sungyeol had yet to understand. When he’d met Myungsoo for the first time, Sungyeol had to admit that he was a bit star struck.
Just when would he have an opportunity to be the caddy for the actor whose weekly drama he was watching on television religiously? It was like his wishes had been answered
Except, Myungsoo wasn’t anything like what he’d been expecting. Myungsoo had shown up at the front desk with his new golf clubs and bag, wearing a pristine black golfing outfit. He lowered his shades, leaning his elbows on the desk, and requested a caddy with experience. Sungyeol’s gum chewing coworker took one look at Sungyeol pretending to be busy - he was pretending to polish golf balls - and paired them up.
The first time Sungyeol had shown Myungsoo around, his head was reeling with excitement over following his acting idol around. His palms sweaty and stomach fluttering with anticipation about telling him what a big fan he was - maybe even get his autograph. It was a perfect opportunity, and Myungsoo was so handsome and awesome.
It was a giant lie; Myungsoo was anything but chic actor material. Sungyeol had found that out the hard way. However, Myungsoo was a pretty fun guy, minus the strange behavior every now and then.
He shook his head, concentrating on driving, “So, Myungsoo, you get some more practice in?”
Myungsoo smiled, the corners of his lips turning up, “I was working on my swing yesterday, I think I’m better than last week.”
Nodding his head, Sungyeol spared Myungsoo a quick glance as he drove the cart out to the first hole. “That’s great, maybe you’ll get the ball closer this time.” He wasn’t real confident since Myungsoo was horrible at golf.
“You might have to show me the swing technique again, just to jog my memory.” Myungsoo said it so smooth, the words rolling right off his tongue.
“Uh, sure I guess…”
The last time Sungyeol had helped him with his swing, Myungsoo had insisted that he get behind him and put his arms around his, and it was embarrassing. It didn’t help that Myungsoo kept touching him inappropriately. A pat on the butt, a hand on his back when he went to get Myungsoo’s golf bag, and standing very close to him as he explained where the golf ball was actually supposed to go.
He couldn’t tell if Myungsoo was being friendly, or if he was being creepy. Though, it was starting to unnerve him a little bit.
Sungyeol parked the golf cart and turned the key, turning the engine off. As he was going to hop out the side, Myungsoo’s hand landed on his thigh, shocking him into jamming his elbow on the steering wheel.
“Where is the flag again?” Myungsoo asked, hand still on Sungyeol’s thigh, the other hand pointing straight ahead of them.
Myungsoo’s hand was sliding up his leg, getting closer and closer to his dick. Sungyeol was not getting paid enough for that. “Can’t you see the flag? It’s right in front of you!” Sungyeol said, he wanted to call Myungsoo out for being a fucking idiot, but he needed this job. Acting students needed to eat too.
Technically he wasn’t sure if Myungsoo would try to get him fired because he seemed to really like him, but shit Myungsoo was fucking weird. One minute he’d be normal and Sungyeol would be having a great time being his caddy, and the next he’d be hanging off Sungyeol’s arm like a leech.
Not forgetting that time when Myungsoo and his stray golf club almost hit Sungyeol in the stomach.
“Oh I see it, the red flag over there,” Myungsoo said, laughing, the collar of his black polo open, white skin flashing - not that he was looking.
Sungyeol escaped the golf cart before Myungsoo’s wandering hand touched something else. “Let’s just get golfing!” If there was a slight hitch in his voice, it was because Myungsoo’s handsome face was staring straight at him.
Re: Memberships Only 3/?
anonymous
May 11 2013, 04:32:01 UTC
lol anon i'm glad. sorry i'm so slow about finishing this, i've been so tired lately and i write at night - also sorry for my crappy editing /o\ enough excuses self! expect some more bitchy infinite to follow in the next day or two o_o kekeke i will finish this gdi
Under the canopy of the golf cart, Sungyeol was glad that Myungsoo wasn’t pestering him about what he’d been up to lately, but he was sure Myungsoo was staring at him behind those dark shades of his. Myungsoo was a mystery Sungyeol had yet to understand. When he’d met Myungsoo for the first time, Sungyeol had to admit that he was a bit star struck.
Just when would he have an opportunity to be the caddy for the actor whose weekly drama he was watching on television religiously? It was like his wishes had been answered
Except, Myungsoo wasn’t anything like what he’d been expecting. Myungsoo had shown up at the front desk with his new golf clubs and bag, wearing a pristine black golfing outfit. He lowered his shades, leaning his elbows on the desk, and requested a caddy with experience. Sungyeol’s gum chewing coworker took one look at Sungyeol pretending to be busy - he was pretending to polish golf balls - and paired them up.
The first time Sungyeol had shown Myungsoo around, his head was reeling with excitement over following his acting idol around. His palms sweaty and stomach fluttering with anticipation about telling him what a big fan he was - maybe even get his autograph. It was a perfect opportunity, and Myungsoo was so handsome and awesome.
It was a giant lie; Myungsoo was anything but chic actor material. Sungyeol had found that out the hard way. However, Myungsoo was a pretty fun guy, minus the strange behavior every now and then.
He shook his head, concentrating on driving, “So, Myungsoo, you get some more practice in?”
Myungsoo smiled, the corners of his lips turning up, “I was working on my swing yesterday, I think I’m better than last week.”
Nodding his head, Sungyeol spared Myungsoo a quick glance as he drove the cart out to the first hole. “That’s great, maybe you’ll get the ball closer this time.” He wasn’t real confident since Myungsoo was horrible at golf.
“You might have to show me the swing technique again, just to jog my memory.” Myungsoo said it so smooth, the words rolling right off his tongue.
“Uh, sure I guess…”
The last time Sungyeol had helped him with his swing, Myungsoo had insisted that he get behind him and put his arms around his, and it was embarrassing. It didn’t help that Myungsoo kept touching him inappropriately. A pat on the butt, a hand on his back when he went to get Myungsoo’s golf bag, and standing very close to him as he explained where the golf ball was actually supposed to go.
He couldn’t tell if Myungsoo was being friendly, or if he was being creepy. Though, it was starting to unnerve him a little bit.
Sungyeol parked the golf cart and turned the key, turning the engine off. As he was going to hop out the side, Myungsoo’s hand landed on his thigh, shocking him into jamming his elbow on the steering wheel.
“Where is the flag again?” Myungsoo asked, hand still on Sungyeol’s thigh, the other hand pointing straight ahead of them.
Myungsoo’s hand was sliding up his leg, getting closer and closer to his dick. Sungyeol was not getting paid enough for that. “Can’t you see the flag? It’s right in front of you!” Sungyeol said, he wanted to call Myungsoo out for being a fucking idiot, but he needed this job. Acting students needed to eat too.
Technically he wasn’t sure if Myungsoo would try to get him fired because he seemed to really like him, but shit Myungsoo was fucking weird. One minute he’d be normal and Sungyeol would be having a great time being his caddy, and the next he’d be hanging off Sungyeol’s arm like a leech.
Not forgetting that time when Myungsoo and his stray golf club almost hit Sungyeol in the stomach.
“Oh I see it, the red flag over there,” Myungsoo said, laughing, the collar of his black polo open, white skin flashing - not that he was looking.
Sungyeol escaped the golf cart before Myungsoo’s wandering hand touched something else. “Let’s just get golfing!” If there was a slight hitch in his voice, it was because Myungsoo’s handsome face was staring straight at him.
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so lovely i can't ;~~~;
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