Two. (1/1)

"Let's meet in my dressing room after I finish my performance. I can't wait to rip those clothes off you. PS: I love that black hair on you, I want to feel it wrapped around my fingers as I make you cum for me over and over again."  Irene chuckled upon reading Mino's text and started to type him a reply in a hurry.  "Oh honey you don't know how much I want to get rid of these outfits too. And stop texting or you'll end up in a heated controversy for being 'rude toward your sunbaes' during an award show."  Irene placed her phone back on her table and looked around her to see if there's any cameras around, the idols were all seated on separated tables during The Gaon Chart Awards, Mino's table was located to her right. She sighed when her phone buzzed again.  "I'd love to get into a 'heated' controversy with you.. Now that would be fun ;)"  She rolled her eyes at his cheesy remark and looked up at him to see he was staring back at her. Mino bit his lower lip and winked seductively, she would be lying if she said his intense gaze didn't make her wet down there, but she made sure not to let it show.     Two tables away from them, Bobby sat with his eyes shifting between the two of them, suspicion rose in him when he saw the way Mino looked at Irene. "Hey, what's going on between Mino and that doll-like chick from Red Velvet?" Bobby asked Jinhwan, knowing the older boy had a better relationship with the WINNER members. "Which one? You mean Irene?" "Yeah Irene or whatever, what's going on between them?" He impatiently tapped his fingers on the black-clothed table in front of him. "I don't know, we don't talk about these things," Jinhwan dismissed him and focused on the performance before him. Curiosity was eating him up at this point, he wanted to find out what's the nature of their relationship no matter what, "then ask Jinwoo about it," he nudged his group member again, making the brown-haired boy sigh in annoyance. "Dude fuck off, I don't want to take part in whatever evil game you're plotting." "Would it kill you if you ask him?" "Yes, I want you to stop with your twisted games and get off his back already! Two fucking years have passed since that incident, don't you think it's time for you to move on?" worry laced Jinhwan's words as he stared at his friend with a concerned expression on his face. "It's non of your fucking business! Do it or I swear I'm telling Yang about that time when you skipped our scheduled flight to see your girlfriend." "You wouldn't!" Jinhwan's eyes widened and he barely resisted the urge to punch his friend in the face. "You know I would," a smug grin broke on Bobby's face when he noticed the hesitation on his friend's demeanor. Jinhwan rubbed the back of his neck in frustration and decided to give in, "FINE." "Thanks bro, I owe you one," Bobby placed his hands on Jinhwan's shoulder with a large grin splitting his face.  'This is gonna be so fun,' he thought.     ******************      Irene sat before the dresser in Mino's dressing room. Her eyes scanning her reflection in the mirror, her dad used to constantly complement her looks saying she had the best genes in the family. But the woman staring back at her wasn't the same innocent young girl her dad knew, her looks might've remained the same but she felt like she was rotten on the inside and it kind of showed in her eyes. The eyes can never lie, you can see every trait a person has through their eyes, whether bad or good, it always shows. She reached for the red lipstick in her purse, applying it on her lips carefully. Her eyes focusing on the strange woman looking back at her in the mirror, her eyes were soulless. It was too late to bring life back into them. Her thoughts were interrupted when the door to the room opened and closed, she slowly turned her head to its direction. Her eyes landed on a sweat-drenched Mino, small drops of perspiration rolling down his neck and forehead. He grinned when their eyes met and she smiled back half-heartedly. He couldn't believe that she actually came to meet him, he didn't expect she would take his text at heart but he couldn't be more pleased that she did so. He lowered the hood of his oversized black sweatshirt and took off his cap, no words were spoken between them as Irene stood up from her seating position and made her way toward him, she placed her hands on his shoulders and looked up at him.The obvious attraction she saw in his eyes disgusted her. It's so easy to fool them, she thought. He lowered his head and gently kissed her luscious lips, delving in their addicting sweetness. His hands squeezed her small waist and pulled her closer. His heart skipped a beat at the contact, that's what she did to him, his heartbeat would gradually increase whenever she's around. He knew for a fact the she wasn't the least bit interested in him aside from the physical attraction that kept her around, he just hoped her sexual attraction for him would last longer.. Just so he could have her near him. Just so he could smell her addicting scent for few more minutes, days, weeks, months, it didn't matter. He knew that his time with her was borrowed, but he wanted to keep her close to him nonetheless. One of his hands moved to fist her hair, tilting her head to the side and pushing his eager tongue inside her mouth. She tugged at the hem of his hoodie hastily, wanting it out of the way. He broke their kiss for a split second to pull it off and throw it away somewhere in the room, he unbuttoned her jacket and grinned in satisfaction when he saw she only wore a bra underneath. Irene broke free from his grasp and walked to the only couch in the room, swaying her hips while doing so. She made a motion with her index finger, demanding him to come closer with a seductive smile on her lips.