Better Than Expected...?
Better than I thought...? Gym interior, personal workout area. In this space set up so no one else could interfere, Im Haeun was doing squats. With me.
"Huff, huff...!"
"Nine... ten, good!"
Im Haeun moved diligently in time with my spotting. Once she hit the set count, she dropped the barbell straight to the floor.
"Excellent, Haeun. Perfect through all three sets."
"Hah, hah...!"
"Heart rate at 150... How about just one more set?"
"You trying to kill me...?"
"Not at all. You can handle it, Haeun. Besides, a firm ass is your goal for this month, right? This'll help a ton."
"You bastard... talking about my... ass... like a pervert..."
"You know that's not what I meant, Haeun. Haha!"
I grinned back at her words. That smile felt refreshing like a breeze, laced with genuine sincerity. Even the tone of my voice carried a careful consideration not to hurt her feelings.
Im Haeun grumbled at my response but admitted it inwardly. This bastard... he's being way too nice.
Up until now, every male trainer she'd worked with had leered at her with sleazy eyes. They never showed it outright since they were pros, but she could sense that instinctive gaze. But I was different. Right now, I was just thoroughly helping her out. There wasn't a trace of lust in my eyes.
That pleased her... and irked her at the same time. How could he watch her working out—her of all people—and not have a single dirty thought? Wasn't that a subtle blow to her pride?
"Hey, check my form again... hah, huff...!"
With those words, Im Haeun struck a squat pose right in front of me. She pushed her hips back and thrust her upper body forward. It was off from proper squat form, but it definitely accentuated her chest and ass—and she subtly flashed some cleavage too. Blessed with perfect proportions and honed by consistent effort, she was showing off her body right in front of me.
"Haeun, your form's collapsing again. Instead of just pushing your hips back there, focus on your thighs and heels."
But I didn't lay a finger on her body. I just demonstrated the correct form right beside her and corrected her plainly and professionally.
Frustrated that it wasn't going her way, Im Haeun snapped.
"Fuck it, whatever. I'll do another set, just count the reps."
"Got it. One~"
I just smiled and did as she said.
I saw right through Im Haeun's inner thoughts.
This bitch is throwing another tantrum.
She's sulking because I'm not drooling over her. I'd dealt with something similar back when I first started as a roadie.
She was subtly flaunting her body, but when I didn't praise her, she started cursing right away.
Thanks for that. It let me read your intentions crystal clear, Haeun. The silver lining was that, unlike usual where I'd have scowled or something, the hypnosis let me treat her with perfect kindness.
Thanks, Hypnosis Sensei. Good call hypnotizing myself to be nice to Im Haeun when I'm in my right mind.
I figured hypnotizing Im Haeun herself should be a last resort. So I'd put myself under again this time—to win her favor while keeping tabs on her and slowly prying info out bit by bit. That's why I could smile at her.
Even as I cursed her out in my head like the desperate bitch she was.
"Hah, hah... ugh, done. For today..."
"Yes, workout's over. Great job, Haeun."
After the final set, Im Haeun was panting hard. I smiled and headed to the water cooler to grab her some.
But she had the same idea at the exact same moment, so we collided.
"Ah!"
Her legs gave out, and she started toppling. Reflexively—hypnotized me anyway—I reached to catch her...
Thud.
I lost balance too and fell, but even then, I twisted to land under her and cushion her body. We hit the floor together, with me pinned beneath her.
Luckily, it wasn't some cartoon cliché where my hands groped her. My arms were spread wide on the floor in a big X, and I was just using my body as a mattress for her.
"You okay?"
Thankfully, Im Haeun was fine. She'd collapsed onto my chest, bracing herself with her hands there, but no visible injuries.
"........."
She lay there on me for a moment, breathing raggedly.
"Haeun?"
"Uh...."
"If you're alright, mind getting up?"
"No, this, uh...."
Im Haeun scrambled up in a fluster. I sat up too and checked her over.
"No visible injuries. Nothing sprained or hurt?"
"Yeah... seems fine."
"Still, better safe than sorry. I'll grab a trainer to check you out."
"No need. I'm not hurt."
"We have to check anyway. Can't have you even a little banged up, Haeun."
"Uh, yeah...."
I left the dazed Im Haeun and stepped out. The trainer I brought back confirmed she was unscathed.
On the way to the locker room after wrapping up, Im Haeun mumbled a quiet thanks to me.
This bitch actually gets that I threw myself to cushion her. Even said thanks. Maybe I'll downgrade her from tantrum-throwing bitch to just plain bitch from now on.
There's a common term in the entertainment world: gap moe. When someone shows a side different from their usual self, it comes off as super attractive.
Right now, Im Haeun was feeling that intensely.
Better than I thought...?
She'd only kept me around to figure out what I was up to, but now she was starting to think I was actually a pretty decent guy. Who knew the roadie she'd bossed around had so many hidden sides?
He picks up on what I want right away and does it, helps with whatever I say without any ulterior motives, and keeps the mood light too...
She'd rarely seen a guy like this. Most men approached her because of her body, driven by their own lust. They might act like they were catering to her moods, but they always tried something sleazy. No one had ever thought of her purely.
But I was different. From my expressions, tone, and actions, she could tell I was thoroughly considerate and protective of her. No hint of personal desire.
Her instincts were sharp, so she picked up on it quick.
And he threw his body to protect me... Plus, that body of his was pretty damn good...
Having felt my chest firsthand, it was even better than she'd imagined. Solid muscles, great build, veiny hands and forearms, and that constant smile. Sure, he had flaws, but he passed muster at minimum.
No, what am I thinking? I need to find out what he did to unnie!
Snapping out of it, Im Haeun shook her head to clear the thoughts.
Why am I thinking he's decent? Get it together—he might've done something to unnie...
But that lapse led her to consider something new.
...What if they're dating?
It was a possibility she'd denied before, but with her opinion of me rising, it bubbled up naturally.
"........."
The moment it hit her, Im Haeun's heart skipped a little. A twinge of pain followed instantly.
No, no way.
She hastily denied the fresh idea. As if to bury it, she steeled herself with a new resolve.
If I can't pry it out upfront... I'll tail him thoroughly!
She had to confirm what I was doing to Soye unnie—that was top priority. Reaffirming her original goal.
6 PM, inside The Queens' dorm.
I'd brought Shin Soye back early from her schedule, and she dragged me inside by force. The second we were in, she started caressing me wildly.
"........."
Unlike usual, she pushed me silently, licking my neck like a puppy and stroking my body with her hands.
"Noona?"
"........."
No response no matter what I said.
"Something wrong?"
"........."
"Tell me, don't get mad."
"...You've been... getting along well lately."
"Huh?"
"Getting along well with Haeun lately...?"
She stared right into my eyes. She wanted to be angry but couldn't, her gaze just full of grievance.
"Ah, no, that's..."
Shin Soye's jealousy? I hadn't seen that coming. To me, it was just surveillance to uncover the truth, but to her, it must've looked like I was playing around with Im Haeun.
She looked so puppy-like glaring at me that I stroked her head to soothe her.
"It's not like that. You're the only one for me, noona."
"It's fine... if it's Haeun..."
She mumbled softly.
"What?"
"Nothing. More than that..."
She cut me off and resumed caressing. She undid my shirt buttons and licked my chest.
"Noona...."
"Mmm."
She didn't reply, just focused on licking me. Doing this in a dorm shared with the girls felt risky, but soothing Soye came first right now.
"Lift your head."
"Huh? Mmm... ahh...."
I cupped her chin and kissed her. Her tongue slipped into my mouth like she was whining.
"Smack... mmm...."
I soothed her tongue with mine and slowly led her to the master bedroom—her room—before laying her on the bed.
"Ahhn."
She flopped back with a coquettish moan, her eyes full of anticipation.
The girls are still at practice... should be fine.
Schedule-wise, Im Haeun and Park Minji were at the practice room. We had about an hour.
Plenty of time to console Soye fully.
"What're you thinking."
She snapped like she wanted my full attention, her pouty voice and the way she pulled my neck to her utterly adorable.
"Thinking about you, noona."
I focused on the Shin Soye before me and started caressing her slowly. From her neck down her cleavage, over her navel with my mouth, then I sucked hard on the mound of her pussy.
"Haah!"
Shin Soye let out a delighted moan and pushed at my head with her hand—but there was no strength behind it.
I went lower, pressing my lips to her pussy. It was already soaked, dripping with her juices.
Lick.
"Aaaahn!"
She moaned boldly, thrilled. Looked like I'd be the one servicing her hard today.
I sucked her clit while thrusting my tongue inside her.
At that moment, I had no clue. That Im Haeun, back earlier than expected, was hiding and watching us.