It was music bank today, and your long-term boyfriend had a performance today with his group for their newest single. You always tagged along backstage to linger in his presence as long as possible. Cause trust me, once he's done performing, he's exhausted and done for the night.

You sat on the couch, playing a game on your phone while Seoho was getting his makeup and hair styled. His members, mainly Keonhee and Hwanwoong, were in and out.

As the stylist excused herself, Seoho looked back at you. "Baby, can you come fix this, please?"

You looked over at him to see him moving his hair around a bit. You nod and hum in agreement, walking over to where he was sat.

"What's wrong with it?" You questioned, standing between his legs as you began maneuvering the strands.

"She parted it weird." He mumbled, looking up at you. You hummed in understanding.

As you tried making the strands sit perfectly, his hands slid to the back of your thighs, tugging you closer and holding you in place.

You glared down at him. "Not now, Seoho." You said firmly, focused and determined on your task.

"Didn't know you were so sensitive." He retorted cockily.

You sighed, staying focused. "I'm not. But we're in public, and you're groping me."

He furrowed his brows, staring up at you. "And? You're my girlfriend. I know my limits."

You scoffed. "Your limits are here."

He smirked, shaking his head slightly. "Since when?"