Vocal Trainer Rose (9)
Just then, my eyes met the photographer's. For a split second, it looked like her eyes lit up.
What was that?
I tilted my head in vague unease, but she turned away first.
"Whoa, look at everyone losing their minds staring at hyung. They're usually super strict. If you get distracted during a shoot, they chew you out right away. But they must've been shocked by hyung's face."
Ki Uyeon, sensing all the eyes on me, poked my side and chimed in.
The usually quiet Kang Jun jumped in like he'd been waiting. "So, how's it feel living with a face that handsome?"
"Jun hyung's handsome too, so why are you jealous~!!"
Before I could even respond, Uyeon got all fired up.
"I'm short. And Haesol hyung's way better looking than me anyway."
"Whoa~ Wanna trade height and face then?"
"......"
Kang Jun slyly looked away from Uyeon. He didn't talk much, but that was just his shy nature—once you got close, he was great at messing around like that.
"I look good with makeup too, y'know? Watch later. Your jaw might drop."
"That's 'know one but not two.' Imagine what happens when makeup hits that face."
Kang Jun held his palm up to my jaw as he spoke.
"Me?"
Why drag me into this fight? I had zero interest in meddling.
"Oh yeah, the final boss is right here!"
I knew my face was killer, but I wasn't glued to a mirror all day, and I'd gotten used to it over time, so it didn't faze me anymore.
"Even without makeup, they're sneaking peeks at him now. Guess Jun hyung and I are just squid-level compared to that."
"Nah, aren't you hyping it too much? Why would you be squid?"
If you've got eyes, nose, and mouth in place, you're human. Simple as that.
While we bantered, Kang Kyungtae emerged from makeup in a sharp outfit.
"Ooooh!!"
"Oh ho?"
"Whoa~ Kyungtae hyung, you look hot!"
They say makeup's more like a full disguise for a reason. Kyungtae after makeup was shockingly handsome.
Damn, kid cleans up nice.
His base looks were solid, sure, but it was enough to make you appreciate makeup's power.
"Same guy?"
"Hyung, look forward to yours later."
Kyungtae rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed by our fussing, then got ready for his shoot.
"Kyungtae hyung looks better from the right side, so he likes shooting that way. Hyung should check your shots later and note which angle flatters you more."
I'd heard celebs had preferred face angles for photos, but I never thought it'd apply to me.
"Doesn't matter for Haesol hyung, right?"
"Yeah... probably."
"Jeki! You're next—come for makeup."
"OK."
In the meantime, Jeki—who hadn't said a word—headed to the waiting room at the manager's call.
Jeki was Korean-American, here chasing K-pop dreams as a trainee. Talented composer and lyricist too, but we weren't close, so I'd barely chatted with him.
"I figured Jeki hyung would make it for sure."
"His royalties last year were over a hundred million, right? No way he doesn't debut."
"I know it's not set in stone yet, but I hope it's this lineup."
"The other trainees might get bummed."
"Can't be helped. I think this group's perfect as is."
I nodded along to Kang Jun and Ki Uyeon's talk. Sure, they could add or cut someone, but what was the point of more dudes? Selfishly speaking, more members just meant smaller cuts of the pie.
I've only got my looks going for me. More competition? No thanks.
Debut wasn't the endgame. You had to survive the cutthroat industry against other idols, and my skills weren't there yet.
Just level up? No coins, no dice. Even grinding my ass off weekly barely netted 10 coins.
Worse, the higher your stats, the tinier the gains per level.
Those back-to-back 0.01% rolls nearly broke me.
Boils down to one thing: find ways to farm more coins.
Which got me suddenly wondering about the fish I'd baited.
It's been ages since I set the hook. No bite yet?
Worries bubbled up. What the hell was my fish up to right now?
♣ ♣ ♣
"Haaah!!"
Squelch-squelch-squelch—whirrrrr~!
"Haa... not enough... this isn't it!"
Frustrating. Toys like this couldn't satisfy her.
["Try me once, and other guys'll bore you silly."]
["Haha, whenever you're horny, hit me up. I'll be waiting."]
Thud!! Park Boksun—no, Rose—slammed her forehead into the bed pillow.
"No... you... crazy bitch...!!"
Whenever you're horny, hit me up. I'll be waiting. I'll be waiting. I'll be waiting. I'll be waaaaiting~♡
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch—thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Aaaaahhhn~!!"
Tremble-tremble-tremble—!!
The machine shut off.
"Haa... haa... haa..."
Her ragged breaths and moans settled. Post-nut clarity hit hard.
She blankly wiped the soaked mess between her legs and her fingers with tissue.
Sleeping with guys hadn't helped. It just piled on more frustration.
"This can't go on."
If she kept holding out, she'd lose it.
His words echoed like hallucinations—what the hell had he done to her body?
"Let's fuck."
Better to just do it once and get it over with than go insane.
Once he debuted, getting close would be tougher.
"Just once."
One time. Just once!!
Gulp. Taste it and never touch again—no problems there.
Lust consumed Rose's mind. Impulsive, sure, but no regrets.
Do it!
She bolted up, showered quick, and headed to the hotel.
At the hotel, she fired off a message to Jin Haesol.
He'd said to come anytime—he'd react to this too.
Sure enough, a reply pinged soon after.
"Kyaa!! Cocky bastard! So cute, damn it!"
Get pretty and wait? Infuriating, but her heart fluttered anyway.
To calm her pounding chest, she chugged booze.
Forgotten was her vow after last time's drunken mess: no more drinking.
"Whew, chill out."
Gulp-gulp-gulp—!!
"Ahh. That's the stuff."
Buzzed enough, her body hairs stood on end.
All her nerves zeroed in on the door.
Come on, ring already! Open the door, show me that guy I've been craving!
Bzzz~!
Her core tingled. Already wet with excitement.
Soon as he walks in, toss him on the bed and mount.
Yank his pants, stuff that naughty cock in her mouth for a taste.
Saliva pooled imagining it.
Firm? Thick? Long? Mmm~
Lick. Like a cat in heat, her body curved supple and soft.
Just meet her expectations, that's all.
"Don't overhype and get let down."
The clock ticked toward her long-awaited moment.
♪~♬~♬~♪~♩
Doorbell chimed. She flitted to the door like a butterfly and flung it open.
Click!
A male god appeared before her.
Eh?
Am I drunk again? I was careful not to...
Shock doused her boiling lust.
But if he approached and kissed her? Game changer.
"Mmph!"
Smack... slurp... smack... kiss... slurrrp!
Door slammed shut.
Tongues tangled wildly, breaths shared.
Rose couldn't ignore the itch below, rubbing her thighs together.
Jin Haesol scooped up the entranced Rose and strode inside.
"Eek!"
Tossed on the bed, she blinked in confusion. Wait, this isn't how it goes?
Her pants flew off under his deft hands.
"Hnn."
"Drinking?"
"Haah... y-yeah...! Too fast...!"
"Fast? I'm late. Hope you didn't call 'cause you're drunk and rowdy again. Gotta punish you if so."
His thick palm smacked her plump ass.
Smack—!
"Kyaaak!"
Startled, Rose yelped. The stinging pain snapped her sober; she blocked his chest with her arms.
"Hold on!! You're really Jin Haesol?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"Your face is different."
"You're out of it for real. Profile shoot today—makeup. Meant to wipe it, but your text came, so I kept it to look good. Worth it seeing your reaction."
Hard to believe the god she'd thought imaginary was real and breathing.
"Perfect."
Confirming the top-tier guy atop her, Rose melted a bit.
I'm gonna eat this perfect man. Once the world knows that face, he'll be untouchable up high.
That thought—superiority, satisfaction, pride—ignited her frenzy.
"Strip."
Top-tier guy commands. Rose shed her top with reverent glee.
His hot gaze raked her body.
This is it.
All those workouts for this stare.
Haesol grabbed her firm tits.
"Nice rack. Better than I imagined."
"Imagined my body?"
"Obviously. You got me worked up."
"Hnn...!"
Why was this 20-year-old so filthy?
Haesol stripped fast. She ditched her undies too.
Her soaked pussy dripped clear, sticky fluids.
Squelch-squelch—his fingers plunged in.
Instinctively, she clenched around them.
"Haah... hnnng..."
"Flooded. Flooded. Leaking like a slut—why call me now? Any other dudes poke this in the meantime?"
"...Don't say that."
Bad manners mentioning others in bed.
Her sour reaction earned another smack.
Smack! Smack!
"Kyaaang!"
"Good, tight grip. Thought it'd be loose."
"Not loose!!"
All that training!!
Offended, she glared venomously—then he grinned, and her anger fizzled.
"Yeah? Can squeeze good?"
"...Yeah."
"I'll trust that."
She usually topped, so bottoming felt refreshingly different.
His hot cock rubbed her pussy and clit.
"Haaah, yes!"
This!
Distracted earlier, she'd barely glimpsed it out of his pants.
She craned her neck for a look.
"Gasp?"
Haesol smirked mischievously, dangling it near her face.
"That eager to stare? Just say so. Touch it."
Gulp.
Ego bruised, but impossible to refuse.
Rose blurted, "How is even this part of you so handsome?"