Heartbreakers

I slouched down in my seat with confusion spread across my face. "So oppa is called by girls, when addressing older guys?" I asked as Seungri nodded. Since these two days of being an assistant I've learned that he's actually a great teacher, and I think I'm falling for him. HARD. Though I can't,due to -quote on quote 'Don't mix business with pleasure' from the overly protective unni. I guess she means well, but what If I can't. He's extremely attractive & I am with him 24/7. Why is life so difficult? "Oppa is pronounced with the short 'o' sound. Saying it with the long sound will cause you to say 'appa' instead. Understand?" "Neh! Thanks again for helping me...unni, wouldn't have the time." For the first time I saw Seungri smile "No problem. Since I'm teaching you Korean, I should know-atleast the basic question..." I raised an eyebrow "And that is?" "How old are you?" Ohhhh, that question. "I was born in '91." his face was plastered with a sly grin. "Guess you'll be calling me oppa then!" I smiled at him "Guess so!" Disturbing our moment 'So Hot' by the Wonder Girls buzzed into my jean pocket. "Mianhamnida." I apologized as he nodded. New text blinked on my LG Lolipop phone. Unni.

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FRUiTY BAsTARD (Unni<3]
There's a driver in the lobby for you & Seungri.
BigBang has a photo shoot for Nylon's Magazine.
In less than 3Ominutes, hurry !

Looking up from the screen, I made eye contact with him. Less than a second I broke the glaze, blushing. "Um...oppa? There is a car waiting for us downstairs. BigBang has a photo shoot with Nylon." I addressed him. "Alright, let's get to it." Walking down the hall towards the exit, I saw Yang-Goon. "Annyeonghaseyo Yang-Goon-shii!" I greeted him-bowing. He smiled & nodded. He looked over at Seungri & twitched making eye motions between us. I turned around & looked at Seungri whose face was a crimson color "Y-YAH! Let's go!" he stammered. I swear, boys are so weird nowadays. I grimaced "Jeez, I'm coming. I can't walk in heels." Don't question why..."Then why wear them?" he questioned. "To present myself as a professional individual?" he shook his head, bending down to my knees. "What are you doing?" he sighed "Just get on." "Shouldn't this be the other way around?" I asked uncertain. "You talk too much, just get on." I sighed, hesitating a bit. "YAH! Get on." he snapped harshly..."Fine!" I climbed onto his back as he led us to the black limo. I hopped off, letting my finger tips brush against his jawline. "Thanks, oppa!" I replied blushing. Before he could even reply, the car window strolled down with unni giving me a sly smirk.