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At The Studio with (Sik-K) AMBW
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Being wrapped up in a fuzzy cover with shaved legs and no pants on is amazing. I grabbed my glass of red wine that was on the nightstand next to me and took a sip of it as I read through some pages of "The Sun is Also a Star." This is how every Friday night would be. At home chilling alone until my boyfriend Kwon Min-sik (also known as Sik-k) would come from the studio and spend the rest of the night with me. He's a Korean rapper and is blowing up by the second. That's why I understand the late nights, the photoshoots, the paparazzi, and the concerts.
But most of all ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ .
I have a love-hate with touring because I hate it when he would go but I also love it because he's doing it for the fans. They are so loving and supportive of him especially with me. Once the news got out that Korean rapper, Sik-k was dating a black girl some people were disgusted and not impressed with us. But his fans would go at it with anyone on social media who would say anything that wasn't right to me. I got to admit, I love it when they do that. But Sik-k one time went on his Instagram live and kissed me on camera just to show the haters that he doesn't care about what they say he will still be with me anyways.
Kwon was always like this with me and that's what I love about him. He is bold, handsome, smart, loving, caring, and did I already say handsome?
Speaking of him, my phone started to vibrate and I saw that it was Sik-k calling me. Why was he calling me in the middle of the night?
"Hello?" I answered the phone.
"Hey, baby. I need your help with something," He says on the other line.
"Why? Is there something wrong?" I put the wine glass down on my nightstand.
"No..well, yeah. It's not something serious but it is important. You know how I am when it comes to my music," He says and I nodded as if he was here in front of me.
"Yeah, so what do you need help with?" I asked.
"With a song, I am working on. I've been trying to find the right words to say but it's coming out the wrong way and you know you're my inspiration now for songwriting. So, I need you to-
"Come over there?" I finished his sentence, already understanding the situation.
"Yeah, that would be so nice. I know you are getting out of your comfort zone and everything." I could hear how sorry he was.
"No, it's fine, baby. I will be there in a sec," I took the covers off of me and threw on some white sweatpants.
"Thank you so much, Cindy. Call me when you get here," He says before hanging up the phone.
I got up from the bed completely and drunk the rest of my wine before getting dressed into a black crop top and Kwon's jean jacket. It looked oversized on me but I still looked cute. I put on white and grey sneakers before going into the bathroom mirror to check my hair. I had knotless medium braids in so I didn't need to do much with them but I did fix my edges a little bit before walking out of the bathroom. I grabbed my phone and keys before heading out of the house.
The studio was literally ten minutes away from our house but the way I drive I will get there in five minutes. I applied lip gloss while I drove on the streets of South Korea and played some of his songs to get me in the mood for studio time. I was a singer myself but didn't start making music until now. And our fans want us to collaborate with each other, which I find cute. Once I pulled up to the studio, I called Sik-k and he picked up immediately.
"Hey, Cindyyyy. Are you here?"
"Yes, bighead. Open the door for me," I heard him chuckle then scrabbling. It sounded he was walking then he hung up.
Once I parked our 2018 Mythos Black Metallic Audi S4 in the parking lot, I came out and walked towards the building. As I kept walking, I saw Sik-k holding the door for me. He was wearing white sweatpants and a black shirt, the same as me. But the only thing he was wearing different from me was his white jacket and he had on a black beanie.
"Hey, boo," I said once I got in the building with him.
"Hey, sweetcakes." He says before kissing me on the lips. I felt his hand go down to my butt and gave it a light squeeze.
"Sik-k, stop!" I hit his chest playfully causing him to laugh. "Not in public." We started to walk down the halls.
"There is no one around," He did a whole 360 on me and I laughed while shaking my head.
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"Not even Jay Park, he's a busy man," I asked curiously as we walked into the neon studio. He sits down on a chair in front of the sound booth.
"Not even him, it's just us." He smiled widely as I sat down on his lap.
"Okay, soooo. What did you need help with?" He wrapped his arms around my midsection as I got comfortable with him.
"Well, the lyrics. I need it to sound romantic because it is a love song and it goes perfectly with the beat."
"You wanna hear it? He asks and I nod before he pressed play on a red button.
The music filled the studio and I nodded my head to the beat. This instrumental had Sik-k written all over it and I loved it. Kwon looked at me the entire time with a smile on his face as I listened to the song and I was mentally smiling.
"I am doing this song with Ph-1 and HAON." He paused the song and I nodded.
"Okay, what do you like to do with me?" I got up from his lap and sat on the other chair next to him.
"Make love?" He smudges. I threw the small pillow behind me that was on the chair to help with back supports at him and he laughed.
"Umm...I like to watch movies with you. I like it when you wear my clothes, like how you are doing now." He smiles at me.
"Yeah, what else?"
"Yeah, I really like the way you dress. Let's start with that." He says before grabbing a pen and writing it down on his cute black notebook that he likes to write his songs in.
"Okay, I will record this." He stands up from the chair. "Then you tell me how it sounds once I am done," He walks into the sound booth and tells me to play the instrumental.
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Week 2, new outfit ์ฌ๋ฌ Nike and all designer My drip wetty, wetty, wetty, wet, wet ๋ด stance daddy, daddy, daddy bad See me, run it up, see me, f$ck it up ์ผ๋ฅธ, hurry up, hurry up, yeah
As he went on I sat back into the chair and just enjoy the view of a beautiful man rapping lyrics to a beautiful instrumental, that was probably going to be about me. Even though Sik-k and I have been together for three years, he still gives me goosebumps every time he performs or writes music in front of me. I don't think I will ever get used to it.
"Okay, I am done." I heard him say causing me to pause the instrumental. He walks out of the sound booth and sits next to me again.
"So, how did it sound?" He asks nervously and I smiled at him.
"I don't know. You tell me," I said before I pressed play on the song and his voice came into the speakers. I turned to him and saw that he was bobbing his head which meant that he was enjoying himself. I loved seeing him happy and being able to be comfortable with me.
"Yes!" He gets up from the chair and picks me up surprisingly. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he spun us around in the studio. "Thank you so much, baby."
I kissed him on the lips and he put me down on the black couch that was behind us. We continued to kiss passionately as he hovered over me but someone knocked on the door causing us to look. We saw Jay Park standing by the door, looking at us with a smirk on his face.
"Hey, kids. We just got that couch so don't ruin them, okay?" He says before laughing and we joined him. When our laughter died down, Jay came inside and took a pen.
"We ran out of pens from my side," He says while walking to the door. "Peace out." Jay closes the door behind him and I straighten myself on the couch.
"I thought you told me that he wasn't here," I crossed my arms at Sik-k and he shrugs like the goof that he is.
"My bad." He said before we started to make out on the couch again.
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