"Okay, now we will need to take photos by twos. Jinyoung and Shinwoo. You'll be next."

My eyes flew to the head photographer who shouted at Jinyoung and Shinwoo to step in front of the camera. I silently squealed from where I was standing, for the theme of the photoshoot for Ceci magazine was sexy. Shit. Ceci! I love you so much! They are both so fucking hot. I almost drool when I saw what Jinyoung was wearing; a black sleeveless shirt and hot pants, while Shinwoo had the sleeveless undershirt and jogging pants. Whenever the flexed their arms, their toned biceps and triceps shows which made me sigh with contentment.

Thank you lord, for giving me such a fulfilling job. *creys*

Jinyoung and Shinwoo continued to sexily pose for the camera while the photographer instructed them angles that he'd think will look good in the print. Since the other members had nothing to ask me as their assistant, I busied myself staring at my favorite couple. I held my breath when Shinwoo placed his arms around Jinyoung while the latter continued to give smoldering gazes. Nosebleed! Kyaa!~ While flipping out, Sandeul, who's munching the sandwich I packed for this photo shoot, poked me because I was hyperventilating so bad from too much ShinYoung skinship. I ignored him as I dissolved into puddle of feels. Holy shit, this is so precious. I took stolen shots using my phone to capture the moment.

SHINYOUNGGGG! SHINYOUNGGGG KYAAAAAA!

Truthfully, I was not a die-hard ShinYoung fangirl before like, what the heck I even hate reading yaoi fanfiction, but everything changed when I have watched their BANA fanmeet special. I suddenly fell in love with them as a couple. After that, I supported them together: I watched their interviews and ShinYoung moments in Youtube which my fellow ShinYoung shippers uploaded, saved all the pics and gifs of ShinYoung love in my laptop, read and write fanfics about them as a couple and when I became their assistant, I try to push them together as much as possible. You should always be together, my babieeessss~!

But then, Sandeul found out about this scandalous habit of mine. I lessened my fangirling, afraid that he might tell Jinyoung and Shinwoo about it. Although we made a pact that he would not reveal my dark secrets as long as I give him extra food, I still didn't trust him because I know how nosy and talkative he is.

I heard Sandeul mumbling unaudible words beside me. "Pssshh. Jinyoung-hyung will get mad at you." I shrugged off and continued to ignore him so he left. I had this wishful thinking while looking at my favorite couple, hoping they will do more than just to touch each other.

KISS! KISS YOU TOO! PLEASE! LET ME SEE IT ONE MORE TIME! But of course, I did not say out that loud. In the middle of fangirling, I heard something calling out my name. I glanced at my back and saw Channie walking towards me.

"Noona. . . Noonaaaa~"

I smiled to him sweetly. "Yes, Channie?"

He was pouting while carrying a laptop. "May I know what's the password of your laptop? I just need to check something online." Gaaah. My heart melted, too stunned with Gongchan's aegyo. He gave me these puppy eyes that he knew I couldn't say no to him. No worries, Channie. Noona will give you everything you want.

"Sure, it's 111891." I beamed at him. I will be motherly in the meantime. I stopped myself from spazzing ShinYoung and took care of Channie by pulling out the food I packed for them. I opened my bag and got some extra clubhouse sandwiches that I didn't put in their lunchbag, worried that Sandeul might eat them all. "Do you want to eat? I have tuna, chicken and cheese clubhouse sandwich here."

Gongchan beamed and took the food I offered him. "Thanks. Your password is Jinyoung hyung's birthday right?" I nodded and also got the apple punch that was sealed in their juice container. "Here's the juice."

"Thank you, Noona!" After that,Gongchan happily skipped and sat down in the couch nearby.

"Okay! Let's take a break then Sandeul and Baro will be next." The head photographer clapped his hands together and told all the staff to take their breaks, so B1A4 included. Shinwoo and Jinyoung bowed at him and made their way towards us, of course while flirting with each other. Blushing so hard, I busied myself getting the other sandwiches so the two of them could eat. They are so cute. OMG. T_T. I died inside because of so much happiness. Shinwoo sat beside Gongchan and started attacking his food while Jinyoung steadily walked to me. He stood at my back and looked on what I was doing.

"Wa~ That looks yummy." I felt his left arm in my left shoulder as he rested his chin in my right. "I'm so hungry, babe."

"I'll just unwrap them so you can eat. You want juice? It's your favorite." I raised the juice container while looking at his pouting face in my shoulder. He nodded as I grinned at him. "Okay. Just sit beside Shinwoo so I can prepare them." He obeyed on what I said, kissing my shoulder first before he made his way to the couch where he squeezed himself between Shinwoo and Channie. When I looked back to deliver their food, my legs went jellies.

OMIGOD! I silently squeaked when I saw Shinwoo encircled his arms around Jinyoung, looking something in my laptop screen that Channie borrowed. Jinyoung also became interested with what Gongchan and Shinwoo were watching so he joined them. I was threading heavy steps going to them because of so much spazzing. SHET! If Jinyoung will just look at his left, they will kiss! KYAAA!~ *brb dying*

"Guys, here's your food." I anxiously put their food in the coffee table in front of them. Not leaving ShinYoung picturesque flirting, I shouted Sandeul and Baro's name while my eyes bulge from excitement. BaDeul, who were zoning out in the studio playing a soccerball, got their lunchbag before they march going to us.

Out of nowhere, Gongchan began laughing loudly while Shinwoo and Jinyoung flushed.

"Seriously, what kind of story this is?" Jinyoung irritatedly pulled himself out of the couch and stomped towards me. Furious was plastered all over his face while I gaped at him. If Jinyoung looks could kill, I'm already 6 feet below the ground.

"That's your laptop right? I see our picture togther in background. Now, why do you have those kinds of stories?" He raised his voice at me which shocked me. Ampf.

What the fuck did I do? I raised a brow, trying to understand what stories he meant. I have a lot of stories saved in my laptop like eBooks of Harry Potter, The 39 Clues, and fanfics. Unless. . . .

"What?" I nervously asked him.

It's obvious that Jinyoung is disgusted, still glaring at me as if I did something horrible. But when he uttered the words that made him mad, I was aghast. "ShinYoung."

Shit, he read my ShinYoung lemonfics.

"Seriously Jinyoung, it's not a big deal. I'm sorry. . . please talk to me."

I was chasing Jinyoung around B1A4's apartment for almost an hour after Shinwoo, Gongchan and Baro left. I thumped the door that he shut close and locked for me not to get inside. I exasperatedly sigh, pissed off because he suddenly act so sensitive. HMPF! If I know, you're the one who's so touchy to Shinwoo.

Sandeul emerged from Gongchan and Shinwoo's room, clutching a pack of tortilla. It's just the three of us in the apartment since ShinRo needs to attend a radio program, while Channie has taping with Hongbin. Sandeul looked at me and handed out the chips, "You want some?"

I scowled at him and continued banging Jinyoung's door.

Since my darkest side being a B1A4 fangirl leaked out among the members, they began teasing Shinwoo and Jinyoung. Also, without my knowledge and through Genius Gongchan's Google prowess, they found the website where they'd be able to read it online and aherm, privately. You see, they were as not as innocent as they look like. Baro was even citing some parts of the fiction in front of me that made Jinyoung furious. Seeing that it's no longer a secret, Sandeul smugly told Baro, Shinwoo and Gongchan that he knew about my secret fantasy to pair up Shinwoo and Jinyoung for a very long time and he's just keeping my secret because he's my good friend.

Good friend, my ass. I will no longer pack you extra food.

Shinwoo, nonetheless embarrassed because he wasn't aware that I really do ship him with Jinyoung, understood. He knew that some of their fans really write that kind of stuff online. He even complimented how good I am in writing which earned him dubious looks from the other members. He blushed after, and then declared that he'd stay in his room to rest.

As for Jinyoung, he kept on ignoring me eversince he knew about it. See, yaoi would not help you when you have a relationship with the person that you made as a character in your yaoi stories, especially if he is your boyfriend. Although, I kept on telling Jinyoung that he shouldn't be mad and I was just doing it for the sake of their fans, spreading the ShinYoung love, it made him angrier. He was disappointed that his girlfriend wants him to make out with a guy whom he treats as his bestfriend. I felt guilty though, but it's too late to take that back now. He even discovered my private collection of ShinYoung photos when Baro got hold on my laptop. Geez. I got Jinyoung's scolding after and told me that I'm not allowed to carry my phone so I can no longer take stolen ShinYoung pics. With that, he confiscated my phone and will only give it to me if Shinwoo or he isn't around and if I'm away from them.

Now that sinful laptop is in the couch few meters from me after I doubled and tripled the security it from the hands of other B1A4 members. I sighed. I think it will take time before I could update my favorite OTP's fanfic.

"Jeannie-ssi. Can you make me some sandwiches? I'd leave after 30 minutes for Yuhuiyeol Sketchbook. I need food while in the car." Sandeul whined at me between chomping down his chips. Seriously, where do you keep all the food you eat?

"Kay, fine." Too tired of Jinyoung's tantrum and hitting the door, I decided to make the sandwiches. Sandeul is still my boss, eventhough I hate him right now for revealing how long I ship ShinYoung. While making duck food, Sandeul started preparing the stuff he needed for the show then the company driver arrived to take him in the music program.

Before leaving, Sandeul placed his hand to my right shoulder, looking very sorry about what happened between Jinyoung and I. "Sorry that hyung is mad at you. Well, you're so weird, that's why." Sandeul sniggered and thanked me after I gave him the lunchbag. I almost pinched his cheeks annoyingly by what he said but the driver was looking so I calmed myself. Instead, I stuck my tongue out which made him chuckle. He waved goodbye after. "Bye. Take good care of hyung!" Then he closed the door.

Take care of hyung. Hmpf!

I moodily sat down on the floor beside the couch where my laptop is and opened the draft of ShinYoung fanfic that I planned to post this night. Although I know Jinyoung would get mad at me, it's my duty to update my fanfics for my readers. Muha~ I'm a writer before I become their slave. I began typing the scenario that I imagined.

'But what if they hear us?' Jinyoung whined softly, breathing heavily as Shinwoo continued to trail kisses on his neck. Instead of answering Jinyoung's plead, he grinned and airily pecked his lips. "So? I don\t care if they hear us." Jinyoung's heart skipped when Shinwoo kissed him with force, keeping his mouth shut. He felt his warm tongue, licking and rubbing his lower lip for him to open up. His reservations disappeared when he felt Shinwoo's hard groin just above his. Excitement consumed him. He opened his lips for him to get inside. Feeling the delicious tension between them, he was exhilarited from the fact that once again, he'd be able to feel Shinwoo's against him. He clutched Shinwoo's arms because he couldn't breath properly while the latter continued to thrust his erection to-"

I immediately closed my laptop when I heard a door shut close, only to find that it was Jinyoung who emerged from the bathroom. Amfp. How come I didn't notice him? Wtf. My jaw dropped when I saw that his lower torso was only covered by a white towel up to his knees as drops of water still ran in this chest down to. . . down to his pelvic bone. me be that towel. Omigad. I spazzed out.

I'm dying. Holishet.

Aware that I was looking at him, he bored his eyes to me while drying his wet hair with the other towel he was carrying. He still looked irritated that he tsked and shook his head. "What? You're busy typing that's why you didn't see me getting out of our room."

I ignored what he said because my fingers flew back to my laptop, continuing the ShinYoung fic. SHET! I'm on fire! I'm so inpired! Hoot! WHY SHINWOO ISN'T HERE? My fingers clicked the keyboard so fast few minutes later, I forgot that there's half naked Jung in few meters from me.

Shinwoo started to undress him, pulling out the materials that separate their skins from touching each other. After he remove the last piece of clothing he has, Jinyoung couldn't help to admire Shinwoo's exquisite body. He touched him, feeling giddy that once again, Shinwoo's going to be inside him. "We should do this more often. You're trembling from excitement." Shinwoo seduced him while sucking the supple skin in his ears while his rigid hands were grazing down to his buttocks. Jinyoung whimpered with pleasure. Shinwoo's touch started to burn him.

Too engrossed with what I was typing, I didn't realize that Jinyoung moved away from the bathroom and now was standing ahead me, scowling. I stole a glance at him, he seemed seriously pissed because of my lack of recognition. I'm busy. Ampf.

"Could you turn around? You're distracting me." If he thinks that I will spazz because he's half naked, muha~ He wished. I was still crossed that he confiscated my phone, deleted my ShinYoung private photos and made me run around their apartment just to apologize to him. I will not give him the pleasure of seeing his girlfriend fangirl in front of him. Okay, maybe a little but I will not be too obvious. Whew~ Nevertheless, Jinyoung's half naked strutting is slowly melting my anger and turning me on. . . for non-ShinYoung stuff.

"Are you writing your silly fictions again?" His irritated voice boomed as if he owns the place. . . though he really owned the place. I'm still wondering why he isn't kicking me out yet now that he's annoyed at me, though I wished not to be thrown out because it's more comfy to be in their apartment and they have free internet. The glowering face he's making seemed permanent now. "I don't give a damn if you write smut for your readers, Jeannie, but it disgusts me that you write stories where Shinwoo and I are your characters." He stressed those words carefully, making a point that he loathes the yaoi fanfics I wrote. Okay, that hurts. I'm trying to be a better writer, you know. He continued mopping up his wet hair while waiting for my reply.

I rolled my eyes. If he only knows, I wrote some smuts featuring us or other characters. . . . but the pleasure isn't as great as ShinYoung's. The struggle is so real if you're not passionate into heterosex. Is it that difficult to understand? T_T

While deep in thought, I felt odd. Ampf, what's that? I crammed my knees together when cold drips of water gushed to my legs. Fahk. I'm getting wet. Because Jinyoung is standing in my feet, my knees were soaked from the water he was showering down coming in his drenched hair.

"Aishhh, get off! You're making me wet." I quickly dabbed my hands in my knees to wipe it dry, oblivious that I didn't choose my words carefully. Fuck. Did I say he makes me wet? Biting my lower lip, I looked his face. His surprised expression turned into a naughty grin that should only be allowed when you two are in a room together. I held my breath while looking at him avidly. He should never be allowed to be this sexy! Ohmygad!

"Am I?" He impishly chuckled and the scowling stopped. Hearing the sound of his laughter, I felt contented. He's really hot, so charming. . . but my fogged mind went back to reality. I should not be doing this!

"I mean, you're making me wet because your hair was-" I tried to take back what I said and explained what I really meant but he bent his knees, sitting down. He continued smirking. "Liar."

"No. I'm not." I pouted and I looked away, blushing up to the roots of my hair because to be honest, what I said really has double meaning. I mean, I really meant what I said that it's because of his hair, but the other thing is. . . if your very gorgeous boyfriend is in front of you, all half naked and shit, won't you be turned on? I was writing smut before my eyes landed to his blessed jaw-dropping body. Who wouldn't be turned on? Fahk. I admit that I desire Jinyoung so much for a very long time but I still need to keep myself collected: have finesse, shame and pride.

Why should I, now that they have discovered my secret fantasies and how perverted I am? I just realized that my good image is now tainted. JFC~

"Are you really trying to get me mad, aren't you?" Jinyoung's frown made a comeback, snapped when he saw what I was doing before he arrived. I wasn't aware that my inner battles left me ignoring him so Jinyoung pondered to my laptop screen instead. His veins were popping out in his temple and he's like going to bite me so soon. "Okay, if I can't stop you typing, why not type this instead?"

He pushed down the screen of my laptop that was facing and gripped tightly on my right wrist. The force hurt me but I felt something else. . .

I'm completely turned on now. Fahk? Demanding Jinyoung is turning me on.

Jinyoung kissed me that my idea to protest faded away in an instant. I yearned for Jinyoung's kiss but I was too embarrassed to ask him. Rarely experiencing him being this affectionate with me, I let my guard down and submit myself, not paying attention anymore to anything else other than this guy. I knew that somehow my laptop dropped on the floor when he pushed himself against me, but instead of retrieving it, I gathered my arms around his neck, inviting and responding with same power as he has. I only have vague sense on what was happening around. I didn't even care if other members will see us in this ardent position.

That simple kiss sent waves of sensation to my head, for I constantly wait for the good time where we can be loving to each other. After we became a couple, we couldn't act sweet together because of his fans. A simple kiss like this is so hard to make, very risky to do it. Although Jinyoung wanted so much to make our relationship public, I begged him not to. I'm a fan and I know what it feels like if you knew your idol is in relationship with someone though it would sound immature. He agreed later on, but he often whines how planning dates is such a headache as we constantly ask Sandeul or Gongchan if they could be our third wheel for the fact we can't be seen together or just the two of us.

The taste of his lips lingered on my own as we both breath in same rhythm when we broke off. Satisfied with my response, Jinyoung rested his forehead against mine. "The other members are not around." Jinyoung was stating the obvious. Well, if they are around, we cannot make out like this, right? I don't want to corrupt our baby Channie's innocence. Then again, I remembered him reading the fics and he's the one who found the link, spreadt it amongst other.

Innocent.

I stared at Jinyoung hypnotic bedroom eyes, the looks that smouldered it's way down to my panties. Still surprised with the sudden affection he did, I straight-forwardly asked him. "So are we going to have sex?" I sounded hopeful. Shame. Shame. What is shame? *stabs myself* I added later. "But if you're just teasing me then-"

Jinyoung, who's grinning with bewilderment when he heard what I said, pecked on my lips to cut me off. "I was planning to do that. I'll give you a real scenario so you can write more."

In one swift motion, he tugged the towel that prevented me to see him whole.

Sweats. Here I am, speechless.

Jinyoung smirked naughtily. "Now, let's see what you have learned from reading and writing your smuts."

TBC. . . . .