HALLOWEEN BONUS* Trick or Treat: A Woo Brother's Halloween

“I got it! I got my VIP ticket to the concert!” I had called my sister to brag about going to the Block B Halloween concert because that is just what she would do. We love each other dearly and normally she would be going with me but she has to work. I can’t believe I’m going to go alone actually. It isn’t like me at all but I’ve been trying to be more brave and to take chances when they are presented. This concert was too good to pass up. I have to drive for four hours to get to the arena but that isn’t the hard part. I’m not good alone. I feel awkward and I’m not a people person either so this is a huge risk for me, personally, to take.
“Lucky!” she said. I could tell she was happy for me even if she was a little envious.
“That isn’t all though. I didn’t realize that when I bought the ticket I would be put in for a drawing too,” I said.
“For what?”
“I won a pass for the Midnight Masquerade After Party!”
“With Block B? Will they actually be there?” She was definitely envious now.
“Yep.”
“Oh my gosh! I’m tempted to quit my job!” she said.
“No. Besides, I only have one ticket and one pass,” I said.
“I hate you! I totally hate your guts right now.”
“I know,” I said with a little smile.

The trip wasn’t bad at all. I listened to an audio book and the time flew. I decided to go early and check into the hotel so I could get into my costume and psych myself up before I had to do this. I decided to go as something comfortable since I’d be wearing it a while and also not too slutty since that just isn’t me. Okay, it was a little slutty. Maybe a lot slutty. Anyway, I dressed as Lucifer’s daughter. The costume came complete with a short red dress, red thigh high tights, glittery red horns, a shiny gold pitchfork and stupidly high red stilettos which I traded for flats. Yes, I’m short but I’m also clumsy and I didn’t want to break my neck. It would be fine.
I stared at myself in the mirror and had to laugh. This was so not me! I kept pulling at the skirt but it wasn’t getting any longer. Why was I doing this? Because it was Block B! That’s why! What idiot would pass up a chance to maybe meet them? I gathered my courage and my keys and left for my big adventure.

The concert was a complete party. The boys were all in costume and the energy was outrageous. I had never had so much fun. Although I was by myself I didn’t feel like I was alone. The crowd was crazy and excited. The girl beside me was pulled onto the stage along with two other girls for a song and I was so jealous! During “Her” though, Zico actually came over and bent down in front of the crowd where I was. I thought I was imagining it for a moment but he was looking directly at me then he smiled and winked and moved on. I lost my breath for a second.
At the end of the concert, Park Kyung asked the winners of the drawing to come up onto the stage. I froze. Was that me? Where was I supposed to go? What was happening?
Finally I came to my senses and made my way to the stage. There were six of us. We were escorted backstage and asked to wait and after about 20 minutes we were taken outside and put into a limo. I had never ridden in a limo before and since I didn’t know anyone I was very nervous.
The door opened and the members of Block B got into the limo. I almost wet myself.
Immediately the car became loud and boisterous. The whole group started talking to us as if they had known us forever. They were so sweet and fun. We were all given a drink and as people started loosening up, the car became louder and crazier. I just sat back in the corner and watched and enjoyed the feeling that the alcohol was giving me. It was fun just to watch the others.

We reached the party and it seemed like it had started long before we arrived. There were so many people and everyone was having a great time. The music was crazy loud. The atmosphere was dark and sparkling due to the party lights and glittering decorations. I found an empty table and sat back to watch.
It was so crowded. Drinks kept getting placed into my hand, and because of the drinks in the limo, I had become just drunk enough to drink them without thinking that they could be drugged.
After three purple drinks that I didn’t know the name of, I was pretty well on my way to forgetting my own name. Someone sat at my table and other people joined them. They came and went and talked to me and I know I talked back but I don’t remember about what. Finally, I looked over and realized that the person next to me was Zico. He was laughing and getting closer to me and then his hand was on my thigh under the table. I didn’t stop him. I looked around the table and noticed I was also sitting with Woo Taewoon, Park Kyung, and Pyo Jihoon. I remember thinking it was funny because Zico was dressed as a dark angel, Taewoon was a white angel, and of course I was Satan’s daughter.
Zico’s hand moved up and he stuck his fingers under the top of my stockings and squeezed my leg. The alcohol wasn’t the only thing making me tingle. He got closer and started kissing and licking my neck. He smelled so good.
He got up from the table and grabbed my hand so I stood up too. He was talking to the others but I was too gone to remember what was said. Then he was leading me somewhere. We stopped every few seconds so he could talk to people but he never let go of my hand. I felt hands on my back and they moved around to hold me around the waist. I looked over my shoulder and saw white feathers so I knew it was Taewoon. If I had been sober, this whole situation would have seemed crazy. Actually, I wouldn’t have been in this situation at all but I remember thinking this was the best thing ever.
The three of us went down a dark hallway and Zico stopped and whispered something into my ear. I don’t speak Korean so I have no idea what he said but I nodded and he smiled. We continued into a room with couches around the walls and Taewoon closed the door. He came back up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist again. He was kissing my neck and Zico grabbed my face with both hands and began kissing me deeply. I remember thinking something was happening that shouldn’t be but I was almost too drunk to stand there much less to protest.
Zico continued to kiss me and his hands moved around between me and Taewoon and he unzipped my dress. Taewoon slipped his hands inside and around to cup my breasts while Zico removed the rest of my dress. I leaned back against Taewoon and he turned my head and kissed my mouth. He tasted like mint candy. I could feel Zico’s black feathery halo tickling my stomach as he knelt in front of me. He was removing my panties as he kissed my thighs above the stockings which he left on.
Things began moving fast. We moved to one of the couches and everything became sensations. It was a mixture of black and white feathers, silk stockings, and glittery devil horns. Intimate touches, wet kisses, and soft flesh.
My memories are disjointed and I’m sure there are things I can’t remember at all. At one point Zico was pouring some sort of pink drink into my mouth and then drinking some himself. Taewoon would take a drink and pass it to me with a kiss. Zico would pour some onto my chest and catch it with one long lick as it dripped down to my stomach.
Taewoon lay behind me on the couch while Zico hovered above me from the front. He put his face close to mine and looked into my eyes. He kept whispering things in Korean and I didn’t understand a word of it but I agreed to it all. He kissed me and my hands dug into his soft blond hair. Without realizing what was going on at first, I felt Zico push into me and I understood what he had been whispering and what I had agreed to. When the kiss ended, his mouth traveled down to my breasts as he moved deeper into me. I looked up at Taewoon and he brushed my hair from my face. I closed my eyes and listened to his breathing become rough and fast as he watched and Zico’s sexy noises as he came closer to the end. I wasn’t quiet either.
Taewoon held my hands and Zico kissed my mouth as I felt myself going over the edge. We finished at the same time. He lay on me but gently, keeping most of his weight from hurting me. Taewoon ran his hands through my hair and my last thought was of all the soft feathers surrounding me and tickling me everywhere.
I don’t know if I slept or passed out but the next thing I remember is Taewoon wiping my face with a cool cloth. He asked if I was ok in broken English and I nodded and sat up. I noticed I was covered with a coat. Zico was gone.
Taewoon sat beside me. I felt sick and a little confused as to what exactly had happened. I leaned against Taewoon’s shoulder and he held my hand and rubbed my thumb with his. Zico came back in with a glass of ice water and made me drink it. They both helped me into my clothes.
I feel like the entire night was a dream. I can’t remember parts of it and other parts seem like a jumble of lights, glitter, and movement. I didn’t tell anyone what happened that night, until now, but I still get texts and little gifts from both Zico and Taewoon. I haven’t decided if that Halloween night was a Trick or a Treat but I’m sure I’ll never have another one like it.

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