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It's my 2 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

Uhm, thanks for all the support and I'm sorry for not being active ☠️😭

I'll post more by the end of the year I promise, I do have a few one-shots coming up but I've just been so so busy, I'm so sorry

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Just letting everyone know that I am not Signed off or anything im just crazy busy with university and trying to sort out everything for Erasmus (studying abroad, in my case im going to Spain)

So it's been crazy hectic but I am currently writing 2 stories.

1 is for Minghao and it's called Immortal (A little snippet I can give you of the story is that it will be set in both present and historical time ;)

2 is for Sung Hanbin and it is called - Flower girl (It is mostly about the groups future disbandment and how his best decision came to be Boys planet and how zb1 brought good things such as fans, a new family, and you)

So stay tuned!!! I will post one of these as sooooon as I am finished :)

And I will be spoiling you all since they are longer than what I typically write ;)

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PT.2 Lee Heeseung X AFAB reader (Holding on and Letting go)

To read click-> part 1

Pairing: Lee Heeseung X AFAB reader

Genre: Angst / Pain / Fluff

Warning: mentions of cheating, abortion, depression

Summary: It's been 7 years since the couple saw each other, and as the 10-year mark hits, the two find themselves conflicted about whether to search for their buried chest or not.

Word Count : 2.080 words

The alarm rang, and finally, the day had come.

It had been exactly 7 years since Y/n had seen Heeseung. And today, it hit the 10-year mark since the two buried a wooden chest in the trail they used to hike.

Y/n picked up her phone as a sudden alarm rang, her thoughts finally comprehending the meaning of it as a photo of her and Heeseung lit up alongside the alarm.

'Has it really, been this long?' she wondered, a bitter smile on her face as she unlocked her phone.

Calling Heeseung was something out of the table, as she had decided to cut all ties with the male the same day she decided to end things and kick him out of the apartment.

It was the hardest thing she had ever had to do, yet she couldn't bring herself to hate him, as she still longed for him.

Despite all the pain he had caused her, she couldn't ignore the fact that her happiest had been by his side, as the two had grown into adulthood together.

But now, 32, she's single and hasn't met anyone whom she wanted to get together with.

Her dating life was dry, and yet she was happy as she couldn't seem to find anyone that fit her standards, maybe because her standards were him... Lee Heeseung.

On the other hand, Heeseung had married Ji Eun, 4 years ago as she had gotten pregnant. The two played the roles of a happy loving family to the outside world, ignoring their problems and rather fighting with one another in their spare time at home.

The two were happy for a while, Heeseung felt it, the excitement whenever he saw Ji Eun after a long day, and how much she suddenly fascinated him, maybe because he always knew her, but he was comfortable.

He liked when she left him alone, or when she offered to take care of things for him.

That feeling disappeared rather quickly, and he was soon tired of it.

How she always messed up his schedule, how she fooled around with his phone, and then suddenly his photos, texts, and alarms were gone.

He started to miss her. But he had made his choice and now, he was taking responsibility for it.

"Ji Eun" he called out to his girlfriend.

"Yes? What is it?" she asked confused, her eyes lifted from her lap to his eyes, his phone in her hands.

"What are you doing?" he interrogated her, eyes glaring at her hands.

"I was checking your schedule... I need to go to the doctor, I want you to come with me" she explained.

"The doctors? Why? Are you alright?" his tone shifted, he was now worried.

"I think I had an abortion," she says lightly, tone barely a whisper.

That was when it hit him, he could not leave her, not now.

Whatever remains of emotions for Y/n he had, had to be removed.

From there on forward, Heeseung ignored everything that could've led him to think of her, his first love. Because it was too painful. Because it was hateful. And most of all, because he couldn't cause Ji Eun the same pain the two had caused her.

But the reality of the situation settled when it came time for the doctor's appointment, something in him changed as he heard the beat of his baby, he now wanted more than anything to start a family, maybe it was his selfish ambition, he hoped for a baby boy, just like you did, yet he wanted a girl with your face, with your little cute acts and with every single trait of yours, including your stubbornness.

He imagined you, everyday.

And when the doctor relieved them with the news that the baby was fine, his feelings grew bigger for the you who left him.

His every thought of forgetting you was long gone by now, he started a list of names for the baby, each and every name was the one the two of you had mentioned with one another when considering a life with each other.

All of this didn't go unnoticed by Ji Eun, who only grew more suspicious when she started to notice Heeseung tear up whenever the two went over names and what they wanted to do with the child.

His hand caressing her stomach, and how he'd mumble things to the baby.

But worst of it all was when sleep came... Ji Eun dreaded falling asleep because she knew, that the second Heeseung fell asleep, his dreams would all call for you.

"Y/n... don't leave me" he sobbed silently, his hand clutching onto Ji Eun's who watched him with clenched teeth.

She had become the 2nd woman, in her head, she had always been his second choice, but she was sure that after the pregnancy his full attention would be on her, she was wrong.

"You still can't forget that woman... even when I'm like this" the woman scoffed, ripping away her hand from the man's tight grip.

Even when the two were younger, Heeseung never once looked away from you for a second, Ji Eun knew it, she watched over you two as your feelings for each other grew into those of love.

She knew he wouldn't look at her in any way other than a best friend. At the end of the day, that's what the two had always been, friends since diapers... yet she wanted more, and you were in the way of that.

In the morning everything was back to normal, Heeseung would cuddle and shower his wife with sweet words and acts, lovingly caressing her and kissing her stomach. Ji Eun would play along, happy that at least his awake self showed her love, inside too tired to even fight the anger.

Despite it all, Ji Eun couldn't divorce him, it was painful for her to suffer in silence, but it would be ten times worse if she divorced him and he went back to the ex, because then, what would that make her? The second choice after all.

She had to be his first choice.

And now, she had made it her mission to erase every single trace of you from their lives. Starting with the chest that the two of you had buried when you were 22.

Ji Eun began by deleting the memo from Heeseung's phone, preventing him from remembering the date.

And Then she waited, for the day to arrive so that her plan could be put into action.

It was the 10th of September of 2023 when the 10-year mark hit, Y/n's phone rang exactly at 9:32 am.

It all had a meaning, Heeseung had shown up at her house for a University project, the thing is, instead of the usual.

"Hi, Y/n, how are you?"- the girl opened the door to be greeted with "Hi, Y/n, I like you"

Funny enough, they began dating that same day, and on their 1-year mark, they buried their chest filled with memories of that year and a few letters to one another to celebrate their 10th-year mark which they were sure they would hit.

But when her alarm rang, Y/n wasn't happy, if anything she felt her throat close, she didn't want Heeseung to contact her and tell her about how happy he was with his new life, yet, she couldn't help but want to hear his voice, and see his face, one last time.

By 5 pm you decided to head out of your apartment, a map in your hand and a compass in the other, ready to find the memory capsule, unburry it, and get it all over with.

Lucky for her the terrain where it was buried was empty without a soul in sight and it didn't take long for her to find the big oak tree that gave shade to their spot.

At home, Heeseung rested one arm over his eyes, covering his face from the bright ceiling light, his friends to the side, mumbling incoherent words.

"But, I don't think he remembers, like at all," Jake said, Heeseung's ears perking to somewhat hear better.

"I don't think we should remind him, though" Jay replied.

"She probably already dug it out, it's been 9 years" Jungwon quickly ushered the boys as if sensing Heeseung's sudden awake state.

"What has been 9 years?" he finally asked, not being able to avoid his curiousness.

The air got tense, Heeseung finally removed his arm from his eyes, lifting his neck to look at the 3 men who stared back wide eyes.

"What is it? Why are you all being weird?" He continued.

"It's been 9 years Heeseung, do you not remember? Did you delete the alarm?" Jake asked confused.

"What 9 years. Blurt it out so it makes sense" he huffed in annoyance.

"You don't know?" Jungwon looked at him in disbelief, the older male shook his head once more confused.

"The memory capsule, dude. You and Y/n started dating 10 years ago, you buried a capsule 9 years ago today" Jay finally told him.

His eyes grew big, his hand suddenly raising as he looked at his watch, 7 pm in bold, yet no notifications.

"I didn't - I didn't delete it. I don't know how it -..." his voice grew quiet, mouth shutting slowly as he recalled his phone in his wife's hand... It all made sense.

"It was her, wasn't it?" Jake asked, he didn't need to hear his answer, his face said it all, the betrayal.

"I have to go" he stood up in a hurry, grabbing his coat from the sofa and leaving the studio towards the place he hoped to find you.

Once he got there, his eyes looked around, his body following in rapid movements until he noticed you sitting under the tree just like you used to.

He couldn't help but break out into a smile as he looked at your form going over the things inside the capsule one by one.

Step by step, he got closer, his hand reaching out, almost touching your shoulder, waiting to feel your warm skin.

"Y/n" his voice, barely over a whisper, called out your name, your eyes lifting to look into his, shock obvious in your expression, despite the nervous feeling in your stomach.

He had changed, then again, so had you. You weren't the immature and naive 22-year-olds you were back then.

His hair was longer, still black and he carried himself as a high up celebrity, which he had become.

Dressed in a suit, you could tell he had either been at work, or doing work of some sort, it made you curious to how he had been...

What happened after the two of you split, did he miss you? Was he with her still? Did he marry her... or was he like you, alone... hoping that the other would come back one day begging for one more chance.

You would never admit it aloud... but you missed seeing him, and now that he stood in front of you, you couldn't help but feel hopeless.

"What are you doing here?" You asked.

"I'm... I'm here for you, us! The capsule!" He corrected, his hand shaking as he pointed at the capsule in your hand.

"I'm late again... I'm sorry" He sighed, head lowering as he stared down at the floor, holding back the tears that began brimming in his eyes.

"It's okay... You're here now" you tried to console him.

"Can I sit here...with you?" He asks, hands rubbing against one another, a nervous tick he had, you held back your smile, nodding at him to which he smiled, his eyes shining as he hurried to your side to sit and open the memories of you two together.

Maybe, just maybe he could be happy for a while, and relive it all once more with his one that got away.

Posted on the 30th September of 2023

- sorry it took me so long ;-;

I might make a part 3, I was thinking of making one, but I'm not entirely sure that it's needed.

What do you think? Opinions/suggestions are very much welcome!

Hope you enjoyed it and have a good day!!!

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It's my 1 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

I know I barely update these days. And im so sorry about that, but I want to let everyone know how thankful I am to accomplish 1 year with this account and with everyone who has been following, liking and sharing my posts!

You guys are the best and the reason why I keep doing what I do.

I promise to try and update the Heeseung story as I said I would 😭🤣 just give me a little more time <3

Thank you for your love and support and let's make it to 2 years now lol

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Lee Heeseung X AFAB reader (Drifting Away)

Pairing:(non idol) Lee Heeseung X (non idol) AFAB reader

Genre: angst, kinda sad imo.

Warning: Mentions of cheating

Summary: After the affair was discovered you still decided to give him a second chance, little did you know, the man who was once obsessed with you was now growing more and more distant every day.

Word Count : 2k words

Check out here -> part 2

"When did you say Heeseung would be back?" The woman, Y/N, asked the producer who stared at her confused.

"He's been back for a week now. Did he not tell you?" He questioned raising a single eyebrow, his chair turning to look at the woman who stared ahead in deep thought.

"No..." she silently mumbled.

The man in question, Heeseung, had been the woman's boyfriend for the past 3 years now. The two met in a mundane way as the girl approached the male in a bar when the two went with their respective friends.

Romance was quick to flourish and soon enough they had moved in together into a considerate sized 2 bedroom apartment.

The two got along perfectly, the two considered eachother their respective soulmate, and they made sure to let everyone know and see just how much they loved each other.

There was however visible tension when she entered.

Heeseung's best friend, Ji Eun.

The two had been friends since their childhood days, and Y/N wasn't sure why she could never be comfortable around the other female, she was a nice girl even, always pleasant and cordial.

But something was always off when they all hung out together and Y/N couldn't help but feel something stir inside of her whenever she was around, moreso when Heeseung's friend, Jake told her of their previous feelings for one another, although none ever made a move upon them.

"Y/n" the producer called out to the woman as she stared mindlessly into the empty singing cabin. Shaking her head she turned to look at the man who looked at her with pity.

"I'm fine, sorry Seungyoun. I'll get going now" grabbing your handbag, you hurried outside the studio, doing your best to keep your breathing stable as you scrolled through your contacts deciding to call Jake.

"Y/n! I didn't expect your call? Is everything okay" He laughed nervously, a small cough as he spoke your name in surprise.

"Where are you?" - another nervous laugh.

"Home, where would i be?"

"So you're back? Heeseung too?" you questioned, your voice wavering the slightest.

"Ah- no, no. He had some business to care for so he's staying longer" you nod, although it wasn't visible to him.

"Could you uhm, tell him, to call me?" you asked, you could sense his hesitanse as he paused for a while.

"Sure" he gave up with a sigh. Inside he too felt horrible for hiding it from you, someone whom he had met almost every week for the past 3 years...

But how could he tell you that the man you love isn't being faithful? And to make matters worse, was with his supposed best friend.

That very next day you decided to head to Heeseung's studio despite knowing that it would be empty, this was your first mistake, because as soon as your key entered the keyhole quick shuffling was heard, and as you made your way inside, a half naked Heeseung stood up in hurry rushing for the door.

"Y/N! You're here, why are you here?!" he questioned with a quick chuckle.

"You're... here?" you looked around, his bag was in the corner, a few papers on his desk, but what caught your eye was a phone that laid on his table. A phone that wasn't his.

"Ah yes, I got here just a few minutes ago, I was about to call you" his hand scratches the back of his neck,a shy smile on his face as he watched the way you move around his studio before finally realizing where you're headed and grabbing your hands as he stood in front of you.

"Y/N! I missed you" he pouts, big eyes staring at you fondly, a smile making its way onto your face as you forget what your intention in heading to the table was.

"I missed you too, you never answered my calls" you huff playfully slapping his arm making him fake wince.

"I'm sorry, this client was really picky so I had a hard time making the job work" he sighs, his hands leaving yours and grabbing you by the elbows pulling you closer into an embrace.

As you rest your head on his shoulder you can't help but let your eyes linger behind you, the phone lighting up without making a single noise, a message displaying at the top, and as you focused on the words, your heart dropped.

"Can I come out of the bathroom now? Why do we have to hide?"

You push the man away who looks down at you confused, eyebrows frowning as he watched your mood suddenly switch.

You stared at the phone without a word until he called your name, snapping you out of the abyss that were your thoughts you quietly looked up at him before heading for the bathroom and opening the door.

"Y/N!" The man called hurriedly trying his best to stop her, but he was too late, as his 'best friend', Ji Eun, stood behind the tall door in nothing but a white towel wrapped around her body.

The three stood stuck in their places for a while, the mistress' eyes going from Y/N to the man who looked down shamefully, but all Y/N could do was smile.

"I'll see you at home" were her last words as she calmly exited the place, Heeseung not daring to follow behind her right away.

Once at home the woman contemplated her every choice, but it was all meaningless because as soon as the man made his way home and kneeled in front of her she had already forgiven him, accepting him back after his promise to never stray again.

And he didn't as months went on, but the light in him also faded, as he became more and more focused on work, ignoring all of Y/N advances and deciding to sleep in his home office with the excuse that he had to get up early and left home even earlier.

Like this, the two kept on growing more and more distant until Y/N barged into his studio once more.

The man didn't turn to look at the woman, eyes empty of emotion staring at the screen in front of him as he wrote yet another love song about heartbreak.

"Let's go out to eat today" the woman announced loudly, eyes never leaving the side of his face.

"ok"

Y/n was the one who drove, taking them to a small but great family owned restaurant, both sitting opposite eachother, Heeseung continuously averting his eyes from the woman.

"How have you been? I barely see you these days" the woman softly spoke, her eyes watching with caution as he looks at her for a second.

"I'm sorry, I've just been busy, i'll do better" he replied nonachalantly. This didn't please the woman who now thought she had forced him to speak.

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You watched him, as he sipped his water, your hands on your lap as you sighed.

"Hee... Do you still love m-"

"Auntie! I'm here to pick up the cold noodles please" a familiar voice rung through the restaurant as the bell signaled her entrance.

As if magic, you watched as Heeseung's eyes lit up, searching around until he saw the owner of the voice, a soft smile stretching onto his features.

You watched, throughout the interaction you could feel your heart break, putting it to the side as you focused on his love filled eyes.

His eyes.

That once lit up in that same way whenever he saw you, but that now were dull of emotion.

"Ji Eun" he mumbled quietly as he watched her leave, standing up from his chair almost knocking it over and rushing outside.

But before he could follow her, you grabbed onto his hand, preventing him.

"Y/n... I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me, I-"

"It's okay" you assured him with a smile, swallowing your emotions.

"Can we just go home? Please..." he swallowed hard, you nodded, lips tight into a line as you begin walking ahead, eyes fixated on the sun that was setting in the distance.

The car would be an issue for you to deal with tomorrow.

The two of you walked in absolute silence through the streets of Seoul, Y/N's head was filled with memories of the two of you...

'When did it come to this?' The woman thought to herself.

In Heeseung's mind however, you were gone.

As the images of Ji Eun at the restaurant replayed countless times in his.

The night darkened, clouds forming as tears begin pouring. Heeseung was quick to open his umbrella, placing himself besides Y/n, his shoulder touching yours as he tried his best to prevent the water to hit you.

The action warmed your broken heart as you placed your hand atop his, a warm feeling taking over you, ignoring the warnings sent by your head about how stupid this was.

The two of you walked in silent like this for a while, and a few minutess later the two of you had finally arrived at the street you live in. You halted your steps under a street light, your hand lifting from his.

You watched as Heeseung's steps continued, once more making it known that he didn't acknowledge your presence, likely thinking you were still beside him.

"Heeseung" you called out to him, swallowing the lump in your throat.

The man looked behind him, confused and shocked to see you there as he stared at the figure he had thought to be you ahead, instead there was nothing.

He rushed to you, cursing himself as he noticed your soaked figure standing in front of him, eyes tiredly looking at you.

"Are you okay? Do your feet hurt? We're almost there, I can carry you if you're in too much pain" he offered but you shook your head, you eyes looked at the ground as you tried to gather your thoughts. The man watching you attentively.

"Let's break up" you said, your eyes stayed fixated on the shadow of the light bulb on the floor, the rain drops blurring it as you tried your best to flush away all indices of emotion.

"Wh-what?" he stuttered, stepping closer to you.

"Let's break up." you firmly repeated, eyes snapping up to meet his.

"If this is about Ji Eun, I promise... I - I haven't met her again, I broke it off, please. Y/N, it never happened again" he tried to explain, his hands tightly grasping onto your arms.

"I know"

"Then why? Why all of a sudden? I don't understand" he stared at you confused as his eyebrows expressed his confusion.

"You love her, Heeseung. I know that look. I've seen it before" you told him, a soft smile on your face as your eyes look to your hands in his, your small hands wrapping themselves around his large ones.

"I've seen it too. I too was loved by you" you simply said, it was bittersweet, but you pushed through, looking into his eyes once more.

"I want you to be happy, and all I ever wished for was for you to love and be loved. And now, I'm not the one that is loved, nor loves you. And that's okay. We're adults" you smiled.

He had hurt you, and he was very aware of it now, as he swallowed dry closing his eyes to prevent his tears from falling.

"Stop standing here and go, you deserve it, Hee" you encouraged, pushing him away from the light post, hoping he'd leave you to deal with your pain alone. You once more let go of the umbrella, although he continued to hold it above your head.

"Thank you, and I'm sorry...I did love you, you know. I will forever be grateful for all that you gave me. I hope all goes well for you" he bid his goodbye, a broken smile on his face as he stared at his now ex-lover. The woman he thought would be the one for him.

They had been wrong, as he turned to walk away leaving her alone under the light post that lit up the cold and empty road, the umbrella stopped the rain from hitting her, but not stopping it from matching the feeling inside.

She had nodded at him, a smile on her own face as she tried her best to not let her emotions flash through, keeping it in until all she could see was his faint silhouette in the distance, a choked sob finally coming out as she squatted down on the ground covering her mouth with her sweater's sleeve.

That day, the two had finally faced the truth, and the distance between them, making them drift away from one another, was already too big to try and fix it.

So they gave it up.

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Posted the 29th of June 2023

(I do feel like i could've given this some more backstory tbh, but it's past midnight and I work tomorrow again, I'm exhausted but I had this idea and I really wanted to write it so I hope you enjoy!!! have a good day!)

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Hi everyone!

I know this isn't the update you wanted, but it is unfortunately the update I can give. My school year is over and I started on the 2nd of June working at a supermarket, I work 40h weekly, but im there anytime from 1pm or 2pm til 11pm or midnight...

And thats just this month... in July and August the working hours with be anywhere from 2 to 4pm up until always either 12am or 1am...

So really, I'm super busy, but I will still try and fit time in my schedule to write, hopefully I'll manage to post during the weekend.

If you could, PLEEEASE leave a suggestion because I ran dry of ideas lol

Thank you for the constant likes even though I haven't posted in a while and I hope to see post something you'll love soon!!!

-Bee 🌻🐝

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Scandal, Scandal (Hoshi X AFAB reader)

Pairing: Hoshi X AFAB reader

Genre: Angst, fluff, friends and maybe something more

Warning: Mention of Moonbin(not his name since i dont want to remind anyone), mencion of seungkwan not participating in the promotions. Mentions of fainting due to fatigue and malnutrition, curse words (i think once?) Mention of ZB1 as a joke.

Summary: You're one of seventeen's manager, and have worked with them through thick and thin for many years, and for the first time, you experience a scandal that almost destroys everything.

Word Count: 2,3K words.

Teaser :

“This is simply not right, you cannot do this to him!”

Your voice bounced through the walls as your tone continuously raised and the fight heated between you and your superior.

“Y/N, it will ruin their work as a group” She tried to get her point across.

“It’s HIS personal life!” You countered back.

The nights were getting warmer as spring finally touched the cold roads of Seoul and with it, comeback season began and it was no exception to the group you managed, Seventeen as they worked hard and prepared to showcase their new mini album “FML” to the public.

The only problem was that Hoshi, one of your closest friends kept overworking himself, and to make the issue harder, Seungkwan had just lost his best friend, the whole group suffering alongside him.

The tired boy begged you to stay out of promotions, and you did your best to reason with the company who finally allowed it after a few days of your constant nagging and threats.

One issue was down, and handled. You checked with Seungkwan every single day while still allowing him to still have time for himself.

Hoshi was a different case, it was way harder to convince that he could relax and his work wouldn’t be lost.

So that’s where you came in, once more as one of the managers of Seventeen, watching as Hoshi trained at the late hours of night, sweat dripping down his face but he continued to push past his limits, until there was nothing else to push and he fell to the floor.

It wasn’t easy to hide that a member of a big kpop group had been taken to the hospital after losing consciousness, but somehow you had managed to do it.

The doctor said that it wasn’t anything too bad, simple malnutrition and overworking himself, you sighed as your eyes look over his body, eyes shut as he peacefully slept.

By his side, you carefully watch as his finger twitches, noting his gain of counscious, you bow to the doctor before rushing to his side but before you can reach out to grab his hand, a woman does so.

“Soonyoung! You had me so worried!” the woman cried, the boys eyes opened, eyebrows furrowing as he looked around, taking a quick glance at you as you stood still and finally looking at the woman who had interwined their fingers.

“Soo Jin?” he mumbled, you couldn’t hide your surprise as you finally realized the woman’s identity, and just how dangerous it was for them both to act this way out in a public space.

“I was so worried, I- i raced over to see you, if you’re okay” she continued with her concerns, eyes filled with worry as she reached a hand to touch his face.

“Don’t do this here. We’re in public, miss” you said, your hand holding onto her wrist before she could come in contact with his face.

“And who are you to meddle!?” she screamed in your face, you eyes widened, the whisperes got louder as you looked around to watch as many of the patients turned their focus to the three of you.

“Cover your face” you rush to Hoshi, pulling out a mask from your bag and placing it on his face with a hat covering his head.

“You’re causing a scene. Please leave” you stood in front of the woman, eyes glaring at hers that shot daggers.

“That’s Blaze’s Choi Soo Jin” you heard the people whisper. It seemed like that finally caught her attention, as she too was a name on the rise and having a scandal now would be at the worst timing possible.

The woman looked around, her eyes still filled with anger, but nonetheless she grabbed her things and stomped her way out leaving you and Hoshi to deal with the consequences.

“God, I can’t believe she came…” Hoshi sighed, hand brushing his face as he tried to avoid people’s wondering eyes.

“I’ll go fill the paperwork so that you can at least get a room”

“Don’t bother. Let’s just leave. I’m fine” he grumbled, hands behind him to lift him into a sitting position.

And that would’ve been the end of the trouble, had someone not ripped the mask out of his face, exposing his identity to the few cameras that were recording.

“It’s seventeen’s hoshi!”

Save to say that there was nothing that could’ve helped you now as you removed your own jacket and put it over Soonyoung’s head, guiding him outside and into the car as people started closing in on the two of you, asking numerous of questions.

Once inside, the car ride was quiet. You’d rather not talk to him about the presence of his ex girlfriend or how she had found that he had been taken to the hospital.

You’d also rather not think of what would be of you if the news reached your superior…which by now, you were sure had happened because your phone kept buzzing.

“I’m sorry for causing trouble” you heard his soft voice in the back.

“It’s fine. You should rest while i drive” you ignored it all and kept your focus on one thing only, the road.

“Y/N… It’s not like that. You know that I- she and I, we-”

“Hoshi, you have nothing to explain to me. I’m your manager, not the police. I don’t care who you date or don’t” you lightly chuckle trying to lift the mood.

“Still… It didn’t last, not even half a year” he watched your reaction carefully, but you gave nothing more than a nod and he shook his head sighing into his hands.

“We’re here” you exit the car without another word, moving to the other side to open the back of the van so that Hoshi could exit, his eyes are on you the whole time but as you refuse to meet his eyes he exhales frustrated.

“Could you at least look at me?” he questions you, raising his voice.

Your eyes meet his, you tried your best to stay neutral, watching him the same way he watched you.

“Did you want me to say something?” you asked him raising a single eyebrow.

“You seriously going to continue to act this way?” he wondered, mouth open slightly in shock, scoffing at you and making his way into the dorms.

“You can go now. I see where we stand” he dismissively said waving a hand, not once turning back to look at you, you gulp down your thoughts, turning back to the car and driving away finally answering your phone, already ready to be screamed at. And you weren’t wrong because your superior immediately ordered you to go to the company and see him and the company president.

“Y/N, finally! The president is furious! You should hurry and head in” one of the new managers rushed to your side as you walked through the big doors.

You inhaled sharply, hands on the door handle before finally swinging it open and making your way inside as the superior stood behind his desk, back to you as he stared at the busy night life.

“Sir…” your voice meekly said, it was enough for him to listen, turning to look at you with his hands behind his back.

“Do you realize… what is going on right now as we speak, Ms.Y/N?” you asked, his teeth grinding on each other as he barely opened his mouth and turned to the screen at the corner of the room where gossip channels all plastered Hoshi’s face and Soo Jin’s as a possible couple and Dispatch releasing photos from the hospital including a love scandal.

“You know what’s funnier? Mr.Soonyoung is dating not one, but I guess two people” he laughed humorously, as he stared at you, who looked at him weirdly.

“You’re in it. You’re the other woman who he supposedly cheated on Ms.Choi with” he explains throwing the tv remote onto the sofa.

“Sir, you have to know that those are just groundless rumors, I would never-”

“I know, But they do not! What am I supposed to say to a rumor like this?!”

“I will take care of it, sir. I will not let this harm the company or the groups” you promised, hands behind your back respectfully.

“For now, I will release a statement that the two of you are nothing more than employer and employee. And he and Ms.Choi are just close Hoobae and Sunbae. You may go now. And I hope to not see another scandal like this again. It may cost your job the next time” he warns sternly. You nod, bowing thankful before rushing out the office.

“How did it go? Is he calmer now?” The junior manager asked, worried to which you nod, sighing in relief.

“He’ll release a statement and all will be good” you explained to which he nods understanding.

“Y/N! You’re in so much trouble!” Your superior’s voice boomed through the walls as he made his way to you.

“Sir, I can explain!” You tried, but he quickly shuts you up by grabbing your wrist and moving you to a more private part of the building.

“You had the nerve to take him to the hospital by yourself and let a woman interact with him! Grab him! What were you thinking?!” he yelled at you.

You kept your silence, eyes staring at the ground as he continued to yell at you over your wrongdoings. You had no right to argue back when it was in fact true.

“You shouldn’t have let him date! Look at what happened!”

“He’s also a person, sir” You argued back.

“Yes well, that person will not participate in the group’s activities for the album release!” he jabs. A gasp of shock leaves your mouth as your stare wide eyed at the man in front of you.

“This is simply not right, you cannot do this to him!”

Your voice bounced through the walls as your tone continuously raised and the fight heated between you and your superior.

“Y/N, it will ruin their work as a group” She tried to get her point across.

“It’s HIS personal life!” You countered back.

“He dated on his personal time! It never once interfered with his schedules or with the team. You cannot just decide that he won’t participate in the group activities over this! He’s been practicing! Day and Night for this comeback!” you continue.

“They’ve been broken up for months now, if anything it’s her fault, not his. Please sir, you cannot do this” you almost beg him.

“Fine, he can do the promotions, but Miss Y/N, you’re fired”.

You’re not sure if you heard that correctly or if the sight of all of the Seventeen members behind your superior just dragged you to another dimension, but you stay in your place as you stare at their shocked expressions, your superior walking away from your frozen place.

“Y/N… are you okay?” Joshua is the first one to approach you. You barely nod, still frozen in place as you replay the whole conversation.

“I’ll try and talk to Mr.Kim, he cannot just fire our manager” You hear Seungcheol say, a few of the members leaving with him in search for said man.

“Why would you fight in my stance? Gosh, you’re such an idiot sometimes. Come on”  You hear Soon Young’s voice say before you see him, draping your jacket over you and taking you to a bench nearby so that you could sit.

“You okay?” Dokyeom asks worriedly, looking over at you.

“I’m… ok. Why are you all here? You have practice early tomorrow” you turn to look at the two boys who had accompanied you to the bench.

“Who cares about the schedule?! Our manager just got fired for protecting one of us” Hoshi argued angrily, his eyes glared in the direction the senior manager had left.

“Just forget it. It’s fine as long as you can be in the promotions” you shrug standing up.

“Where are you going?” Hoshi hurriedly asks as he grabs onto your hand.

“Home. It’s late. You should all go home as well” you told him, gently removing his hand from yours, but his eyes never left yours.

“Dokyeom-ah! Come here for a second” Jeonghan’s call for DK shakes the 2 of you out of the transe you were in and the member excuses himself leaving the two of you alone.

“Hoshi-”

“We’re alone, please just call me that” he grumbles, reaching to grab your hands once again.

“Soonyoung” - he smiles.

“It’s fine, really. I can just get another job, maybe I can become the manager of ZB1” you joke, knowing they were Hoshi’s archnemesis to your heart.

“You like those kids way too much,” he continued to grumble.

“I’m not participating if you’re not there to cheer us on” he stated, eyes locked with yours.

“Don’t be stupid”

“Y/N, You’re the reason why all of us are always on schedule. If you’re not there, we won’t do shit” he joked.

“Just let us solve this one issue, for all the ones you solved for us” he finishes with a smile.

You contemplate for a while, looking around as a few members come back in search of you two and finally you give up, nodding which does cheer him up.

“Dino! Initiate mission, get Y/N back into her job” The funny boy exclaims, the others cheering.

(Possible pt.2? Let me know if you'd be interested!)

byeee!

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Warning : Mention of depression, Sui$!de +overcome.

My whole world has crumbled...

In 2019, I was at my lowest point ever, and a friend introduced me to kpop. Immediately I was into Exo and nct, but the one group that I found by myself was astro, and up to now, they were still one of the few groups that I always kept up with...

I had everything planned back in 2019, i kept pills under my pillow and my depression was growing fast on me and I was numb every single day... kpop kept me busy and it occupied my mind and thoughts...

Moon Bin was one of the The few people that I held onto, the others being Jacob and Kevin from the Boyz. I owe Moon Bin the biggest thank you for keeping me alive and bringing me light. I believe that I would not be here, finally happy and with friends and closer to my family if not for him...

When the news came to me today, I was at home sitting on my couch with my mom watching a YouTube video and I went into shock...

My mom was concerned and she tried her best to console me but nothing helped...I stayed still, numb to the news that I just kept on searching and reading. Until hours passed and there was finally a statement from the company confirming the worst.

The feeling of not being able to save the one who saved you ... there's no way to describe it. I felt useless...

I was planning an imagine with him. But I don't know if I can or even if I should proceed with it. To everyone who has gone through a tough time, my messages are always open and I will always respond. Please hang on, as brighter times will come.

And for Moon Bin, thank you, for saving me when I had no one by my side and for staying there until I found my way around life. I will forever owe you something that I cannot repay. I can only hope for your happiness and that you're at peace. And to his family and friends I send immense amounts of prayers because more than us fans, they're the ones who are suffering the most.

Rest in Peace Moon Bin. I love you.

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Seventeen Vernon X Reader

Sulking on set♡

Pairing: Vernon X Reader 

Genre: Fluff

Warning: mentions of puke and just blunt cringe first meeting ;-;

Summary: After long days of not seeing each other, the members of Seventeen decide that it would be a good idea to invite you to the set to cheer up a sulked Vernon.

Word Count : 1,9K

It had been days since you had last had a nice meal with your boyfriend of 6 months, promotions were tight and the comeback was soon, this was to be expected by you. You did know the relationship came with strings attached that could never be cut.

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The two of you had met 6 months prior to the comeback's announcement after meeting on a lonely winter night by the Han River. It was cringy and it was cheesy, but you wouldn't change the fact that your drunkness had caused you to trip over Hansol's leg, which was indeed tucked away and not on your way like you argued that day.

He apologized nonetheless, and you continued on your drunk arguing, finger pointed at him as you accused him of purposefully tripping you, which had never been the case. It wasn't any better when the man laughed at your actions causing you to get even redder with anger. A sudden wave of sickness hit you hard the next second, and before you even knew it you were doubling over and puking your dinner and cheap soju on the man's shoes.

The poor man was surprisingly nonacholantic to it all, and simply patted your back awkwardly as you emptied your stomach on his brand new shoes, that sure made you sober up and after heaving on top of him you woke back to life, standing up straight with wide eyes and covering your mouth.

“I’m so sorry!” You hurriedly said bowing fully at 90º, which was probably not the best idea as you felt your head throb.

“argh” you moaned in pain, grabbing onto your head.

“Are you okay?” the man asked you, your eyes looking ahead, his head lowered to look at you, worry flashing through his eyes, you nod standing back up.

“Your shoes…I’m sorry” you repeated, lips tight into a line as you eyed the disgusting cover on them.

"It 's fine. Really. Are you really okay though? Have you sobered up?” He joked, a slight smile on his face. Your face thankfully already red, doesn’t showcase the way your whole body burned up in embarrassment.

“I think so… I will pay for the cleaner-” you grimaced at the sight of his poor shoes.

“I’ll buy you new ones” you offered, sloppily reaching for your handbag, only to realize that it wasn’t there.

Frantic arms move around your body as your eyes move like crazy looking around the whole place.

“Did you lose something?” he questions, eyes also searching around.

“My…my bag” you sigh, hand moving from grabbing your head to your hair, brushing your hair away from your face.

“Gosh, I’m so stupid…”You mumbled, angry because you’re sober and recalling that you just lost your job and now angry because you’re sober, jobless and lost your wallet, phone and house keys.

You didn’t know it then, you didn’t get why he kept asking what color your bag was, the size and what belongings were inside along with your name. You soon learned that he was an idol as he removed his hood and mask.

He was none other than Vernon from Seventeen and he had just posted about a ‘friend’ who had lost her purse.

Shock wasn’t the best word to describe your feeling when you found out who he was, all of you wished to have superpowers so that you could make yourself disappear and erase his memory of you. Not only was he a famous idol whose group you knew and liked. But he was also your favorite member of said group…

It was a memorable event for the two of you, as by the end of the night and beginning of dawn you had bought him shoes at a local store that was somehow still open.

And then someone claimed the bag as a missing item and Hansol accompanied you to said location of the person who had in hand your belongings to make sure that it wasn’t a hoax nor dangerous.

The person was a girl, also a fan who handed you the bag and whom Vernon spoke to, thanking her deeply with you bowing in the background and thanking her for your life.

After it all, Vernon decided to give you his phone number, just in case you lost something important in public again. Taking use of it, you texted him after you two had said goodbye, him back almost out of sight.

“I lost something” you text.

“What was it?” 

“You” 

Given he came back, a small smile on his face.

The two of you decided to eat something together at 6am.

But now, sitting in your lonely studio apartment, you wondered how he was. He had begun to practice for a comeback as it was merely weeks away and he had a lot to do and practice. It made it hard to text and call each other, but worst to it was the fact that he now barely had time to even hang out with you.

Sitting on your small sofa you looked out your window as a drama played on your tv, the sound almost gone as your focus stayed on the lives outside in the busy streets of Seoul.

“For just how long will they be busy?” you whined, hand thrown back onto the head of the sofa sighing.

On your coffee table, your phone begins to vibrate, the name, ‘Scoops of Icecream’ flashing on your screen, a wide smile breaking out on your face as you hurriedly reach forward to answer the call.

“Hello?” you say, trying your best to conceal your happiness.

“Hey, Hey. Do you think you can stop real quick?” Seungcheol asked, sighing at the other end.

“Why? What’s wrong?” you ask, beginning to worry.

“The kids were playing and now Vernon is sulking over a game of mafia because of Mingyu” you could sense the eye roll, lips tight as you try not to burst out laughing as you hear him put the phone away from his ear to scream for the members to be quiet.

“I’ll be there in 20” you laugh softly.

“Thank you! Gotta go, Hoshi is- HOSHI!” the call disconnects before he can even finish, and you’re almost thankful seeing as if he called for Hoshi there would for sure be chaos occurring.

Just like you had told him you got there within 20 minutes of the call, walking with 4 trays of coffee and a bag filled with snacks that you had hurriedly bought from the stop beside your apartment.

“Y/N!” Dino almost runs as he catches sight of you at the entrance, the members all turning to look at the mention of your name.

Your eyes look around smiling and bowing slightly at everyone until your eyes reach your boyfriend’s.

Alike Seungcheol’s mention, he had a pout on his face, arms crossed over his chest, puppy eyes staring straight at you that almost screamed ‘unfair’.

“I brought coffee and snacks!” you raise the bags before plopping them down onto a nearby table.

“What brought you here?” Joshua smiles as he takes a coffee.

“I heard someone was sulking so I had to check it out” you joke, a loud huff being heard by everyone.

The members looked almost shocked, sure, Vernon liked to show emotion and he was great at expressing his feelings with his face, but noise? They had never expected him to be lousy with words, much less to make cute expressions or noises to catch the attention of someone.

“Mingyu, you should play gently” you laugh bumping onto his shoulder as he takes a chocolate bar from the bag.

“He’s the sore loser. I said that Jun’s the mafia but he didn’t believe me, said it was me and then got killed” he shrugs, to which you laughed.

Vernon finally stands up walking your way, you pout back at him just as he nears you and almost falls into your arms.

“I missed you” he mumbled sweetly, your hand instinctively pats at his back while the other runs through his hair.

“me too”

“Ey! Have some mercy to the single ones” Seungkwan groaned, taking a coffee and walking away with Jeonghan who winked at the two.

“What were you sulking about?” That was the hard question, and it was also the one with the longest response.

“Look! Mingyu was suspicious from the start! He even said he didn't’ know the rules”

“HOW WOULD HE NOT KNOW THE RULES?! TO MÁFIA!" Hoshi’s voice boomed through the music video set, his frame jumping from the couch and racing to the couple who was still standing by the table with the coffee and snacks.

The rest of the groups now watched attentively as Mingyu sipped on his cup, looking up from time to time.

“Mingyu was suspicious and Jun was just…quiet!” Vernon argued.

“I was right, just admit it. You got innocent killed” Mingyu counteredback, gasps heard all around.

“You -”

The argument was long as the three of them, Mingyu, Vernon and Hoshi argued against each other, most of the members having already gone back to the things, meanwhile Jun, alike his game persona per description of Vernon, watched very silently, a small smirk on his face.

His eyes connect with yours, you have to contain yourself not to snicker as the boy winks playfully, telling you all you needed to know. He would do it again.

“Ok, ok. How about this” you intervene between the men.

“Play again, see who is right now and who isn’t” you suggest.

Success, the three men manage to convince the whole group who is gathering around to play again as the staff assign roles.

“You okay? Wasn’t work hard today?” Vernon asks as he laces his fingers with yours, gently squeezing.

“It’s my day off today” you smile, his eyes widened. You could tell he was slightly embarrassed but you easily calm him by squeezing his hand.

“You’re busy, it’s fine. I get it. At least I got to see you today” you smiled comfortingly.

“I’m sorry for not being attentive to you” he pouts once more.

Your eyes lower to his lips, you notice how he puckers them even more, your eyes moving to his, his eyebrows raising playfully as he makes kissy noises.

You laugh, but nonetheless kiss his pouty lips, slightly dry and in definite need of some chapstick.

“I know, I know. I’ll put it on after” he grumbles, already aware of what you would complain about.

He licks his lips, pecking you just once more before he’s called onto the set to film another mafia game.

“Stay here! We’ll go out to eat after, I promise!” He smiles, moving towards his group, his hand still on yours until the very end. You nod enthusiastically, finally far as your hands disconnect and you sit back to watch the chaos.

This time, Joshua and Jeonghan were the mafias…

It was safe to say that Vernon’s bickering and pouting just got worse as he once more got fooled and you had to console the boy for the whole night.

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I'm BACK!!

Things are slowly going back to the normal and I'm now more than ever excited to come back to writing to please wait for sneak peaks and new stories this week!!!

Hope you missed me and are as excited as I am!!

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If you do do a sequel to “Get Out”, please, please, PLEASE don’t make reader go back to the cheater jerk. Him saying he loves the reader just makes me part vomit and part boil. If he loved her, he wouldn’t have dicked around. 😤😤 (No offense to your writing, I just hate people who use that shitty line to excuse the inexcusable, and your writing skills sure pulled the emotions out of me.)

Maybe Hoshi, Woozi, Mingyu, or Joshua becomes her new neighbor and they become friendly and over a length of time, he slowly woos and courts her. He doesn’t push, totally works on her schedule, but he has the love and patience to see her moved into his apartment, sleeping in his bed, and wearing his ring. Doesn’t necessarily have to have a part where cheater ex sees her in passing and mourns what he lost, but I’d probably be shaking my pompoms at that (cause imma petty bitch and know that real life doesn’t always work out like that).

Love the idea! And it was around what I too wanted to do for a part 2, so without further ado.

Get Out PT.II (Yoon Jeonghan X reader)

For those who haven't read, or wish to re-read, just click on- Part 1

I finally learned how to link stuff in texts, I know, I'm dumb lol, so expect a pinned post with all the stories and links to them, so you don't have to constantly search for them :)

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Pairing: You'll see later ;) X AFAB reader

Genre: Angst, hope, fluff.

Warning: Curse Words, mentions of sex, but no actual words of it just the action, idk how to explain. Mentions of cheating

Summary: It's been 6 months since the breakup, and you haven't seen Jeonghan a single time, you quit your job and moved to a different area, beginning to work as a waiter in a well known restaurant.

Word Count: 3065

Not long after Jeonghan left your house you began to pack your bags, putting your every item inside your bags and when those weren't enough you moved to put them in plastic bags, calling your closest friend to help you move out which she gladly did, arriving at your door in less than 20 minutes.

There was only an issue. The ring.

You had found a ring hidden in his bedside table lamp, it had a note attached, your name written in cursive letters. It read:

«Y/N, it is like this that I will hand you this ring as I cannot keep myself from stuttering whenever I see you, beautiful like you are, eyes shinning with bright stars whenever you look at me with your big doe eyes. I would love, nothing more than to make you my wife. I know it hasn't been long, but I know that not many are as lucky as I am to find someone like you, bright, caring, sweet. Someone whose whole aura is able to light up the room. I want to be with you forever.

I will confess my every sin to make you happy, I will never hurt you, I will forever be faithful and attentive. I am ready for that commitment now, please, accept my heart with open hands like you always do.

Forever Yours ~

Hannie.»

You scoff, pushing down your tears, swallowing your sorrows as you put the box back where you had found it, but instead, you left it open. Taking the paper with you and leaving it in the trashcan.

You moved around the apartment in quick steps, grabbing every single photo and breaking the frames before putting them in a trash bag which you left for your now ex-boyfriend right besides the front door as you locked the door behind you. All the bags in hand as you walked away.

This would have been the last of Jeonghan that you would see having set up an apartment on the outskirts of town with the little money you had saved up.

You decided that you would also quit your work at a daycare in the morning, the 2 weeks notice was too late, and you would have to sacrifice your sleep to work those 2 weeks needed, but afterward, you'd plan on moving even further away.

And now, 6 months later, it seems that it has all paid off, the heartbreak had been the brick of the iceberg and had simply made you stronger, at least enough for you to get out your comfort zone.

You began working at a wedding planning establishment, your boss, Minghao had been utmost caring about your situation helping to accommodate you as you settled into your apartment which was getting renovated.

He allowed you to stay at his house for a while, which ended up making you two closer, not only due to your heartbreak and his care-giving self, but also due to your mutual love for food, books and meditation. But most importantly the contact with the nature.

The two of you often chose to hang out outside the house and out of work by going on hikes or taking a drive to the beach, returning home the day after at sunrise.

The nights would seem short whilst the two of you closed the shop, heading home in the same car after another satisfying day of greeting customers and helping them plan their wedding. Heading home in the same car because, as he always said, it saved both time and money, since it meant his worker would always be on time by arriving with the boss. You didn't refuse. You enjoyed the rides, you had more time to chat, get to know each other.

It was safe to say that after yesterday's workout, the two had gotten much closer than before, maybe due to the fact that it was in the early hours of the morning, the sun kissed his skin, which you followed, the car illuminated enough inside for the two of you to not be caught. The two of you in utter proximity, your bodies touched even you tried to make space.

Sweat dripping down his temple, his hand on your head, hair disheveled, using a hand to keep yourself steady on top of him.

In the morning, you could feel the slightly awkward atmosphere, the two of you avoid eye-contact, a blush on your cheeks, whilst Minghao's ears turned red at the mere thought of last night.

Nevertheless, the two of you still went to work together, he still helped you out of the car, the dress skirt being a little naughty and lifting when you exited the car, causing your boss' ears to once more tinge in color.

And as always, he held the door open for you to go inside first, a shy smile on your face as you walked in.

Thankfully, today's plans weren't big, nor would they take long. They had a customer who was almost a regular by now due to the immense work she required for her wedding, and then a new person coming in for her first consultation, a woman called Kim Yoo Jung.

You had just finished preparing both yours and Minghao's cup of tea handing it to him and sitting beside him on the couch looking through the requirements of your new client when the bell above your front door rang.

The two of you stood up to greet the client, a beautiful woman entering with a bright smile.

You walk towards the woman greeting her brightly and helping her remove her coat at the door, your eyes caught onto the very noticeable pregnancy belly, but quickly snapped back out of it. Leading her into the consultation room where she explained how her fiancée would either be late, or unable to attend due to his busy schedule which you understood and started with the work right away.

Yoo Jung was a very bright woman, she had her mind set on certain things, although she was unsure of others, she explained how the marriage was something that his family disapproved of due to issues within their own relationship and how that made it hard for her to connect with her fiancée's family. She had also gotten pregnant at a sensitive time which made it even harder to approach his family. You nodded as she spoke consoling the poor soon to be bride when the store's bell rang once more and the two of you went to the front desk to check who it was.

You took it as a chance to head into Minghao's small corner at the back, asking for his help to give her a wedding that she could remember, making a small basket to hand her at the very last consultation which he agreed to do. Something he wouldn't usually do.

"Miss Y/N?" You hear her voice call for you from the front, you excuse yourself from Minghao and head back out with a smile.

You happiness towards this client was short-lived when your eyes caught onto the man you wanted nothing more than to never see again.

There he stood, a hand behind your client, the joy of a woman who was also pregnant.

You could see the shock in his face, likely mirroring yours.

Clearing your throat you looked down for a short second slapping a smile back onto your face and greeting them once more.

"Hello, you must be the fiancée. My name is Y/N, I will be your wedding coordinator."

"I'm Jeonghan. Yoon Jeonghan" he says.

"I hope we can work without a hiccup from now on. Please, come in." your hand extends to the side taking the two of them back into your office, staying behind for a short time trying to assimilate everything before following behind the loved-up couple.

She was the woman he had fallen for. Whom he'd cheated on you with. The reason your relationship was broken. And he had even gotten her pregnant.

You push those thoughts back, walking back into your office and shutting the door behind you making your way to the desk, eyeing the two carefully.

"As I was explaining to you before, this venue is highly known for it's garden space, it's spacious, very elegant but it is a bit on the expensive side. The one on the right however is the cheaper option, it also contains a garden but unlike the one on the left does not have a pond, nor the swings. These are the two options I would let you two choose upon seeing as the two fit your desires the most" you explained pointing the differences between the two locations.

"I like the first one, Hannie" ... Hannie, the name you always used on him, unknown to you, his eyes were on you, how you scrunched your face upon hearing her call him that, your eyebrows furrowed for a second.

"Hannie?" she called to the man once more, his eyes focusing back and looking at his pregnant fiancée.

"Yes? Oh, yes. I also liked the first one" he quickly answers, an anxious smile on his face which you take notice to right away.

"Y/N, would you like me to take over while you take your break?" Your savior, Minghao knocks softly at the door, you smile, a small sigh of relief as you nod.

"Should we all take a 10-minute break since the venue had been chosen?" You suggest, the couple nods, the three of you leaving the room, Yoo Jung taking the pictures with her so she could inspect them more.

Once outside the room you head right outside, Minghao barely having the time to call out your name before he sees Yoo Jung's fiancée follow you outside.

"Y/N" he sighs, catching up with you quickly, grabbing onto your wrist making you turn back, pulling your wrist away from him.

"Let go of me, Jeonghan" you seethe in anger.

"Please, just listen to me. I didn't know you worked here, I swear" his eyes begging you to believe him, which you do, knowing how awkward the air already is, you had no doubt he didn't want his significant other to see who he'd betrayed to be with her.

"Let's just get this consultation over with, so we can all move on" you sigh, a hand on your forehead.

"Are you okay?" he carefully asks, reaching closer to touch your forehead, but you slap his hand away, stepping back.

"Don't touch me! Just because you didn't know I worked here, and I believed you doesn't mean we're suddenly friends. I never wanted to see you again, and i still mean it" you spat angrily.

His eyes softened looking at you, a look of guilt consuming him as he tried to make out words when your eyes go to the man approaching the two of you from behind Jeonghan.

"Y/N, please. I didn't mean it. I still... I still lo-"

"Is there anything wrong, Y/N?" Minghao questions as his eyes look between the two of you.

You smile, once again. Your savior, as always.

Minghao moved to your side, you take it as a chance to grab onto his hand, making it obvious to Jeonghan. Minghao's eyes slightly widen, a red tint on his ears for the thousand time today.

"No, nothing's wrong. Yoo Jung's fiancée was just asking us to make their day very special. Right, Mr. Yoon?" you say awaiting his response.

"... Yes, that's right" he agrees, his eyes stuck on the way your fingers had already linked with the man's.

"Ah, right. This is Xu Minghao. The owner of the Weeding Planning" you introduce, a hand just under his chin.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Yoon. I hope we can get along for the next 2 months of planning" the tall male smirks, shaking the hands with the blonde man.

"Ah, yes. Are the two of you together?" Jeonghan asks, curiosity in his tone.

You look down to your hand, ironically, you had a ring that could pass by as an engagement ring in your ring finger, so looking up into Minghao's eyes, you placed a sly hand on his chest flashing the pretty blue stones.

"Oh, we're more than together, Mr.Yoon" you smirked, enjoying the very reaction you managed to get from the man.

Minghao was utterly stunned by your actions but went along with it nonetheless, although he would question them afterwards, he had a feeling that he already knew the reason why you became so flirty and defensive.

"Oh, there you all are" Yoo Jung, the woman of the hour smiled upon seeing the three together.

"Oh, are the two of you married?" She gushed, eyes on your ring.

"We are" Minghao nods with a sweet smile taking your hand in his.

"You have a wedding planning shop with your wife, so romantic" she pouted looking at Jeonghan whose eyebrows were still frowning as he stared at your hand.

"What about you two? Do you have your ring?" Minghao wonders looking at the woman's hands.

"Oh, my fingers got a little too big, but I have it on my necklace" she says, Jeonghan's eyes widen as he tried to keep his soon wife from taking out the necklace.

"There's no need for that, my love" he laughed nervously.

You eyes narrowed, confused as to why he would try to not show her ring, it wasn't anything of big factor either.

"Don't be so modest, Hannie. It's a beautiful ring" she smiled , eyes full of love, his eyes strain from yours, looking down to the ground as she finally pulls the necklace out of her shirt, the ring shining brightly.

"That ring..." you mumbled, eyes big as you looked between the couple, Jeonghan breaths in shakily, eyes not meeting yours as you continued to stare at the ring, emotions hitting you like a brick.

"It's indeed a beautiful necklace, May I know where you got it?" Minghao asks the ugly question.

"Oh, Hannie is a crazy romantic. He left it open on top of his bedside table for me to find" she said,

"It was a hard time for him, our relationship wasn't exactly the best, and he had just broken up with his girlfriend when we found out I was pregnant" she confessed.

"Oh, I see" Minghao says unsure, his eyes going to yours which now shot daggers at Jeonghan's figure, face still looking down.

"Should we get back to the consultation then, Miss Kim?" Minghao says, a hand extending as he leads the woman away.

"I'm going on my lunch break" You smile at the woman.

"I'll just go to the bathroom, I'll be right there" Jeonghan excuses himself, following behind you once he saw his wife enter the shop.

"y/n, please talk to me" he begs you.

"What do you want me to say? Be happy" you joke.

"I know, you saw the ring" He confessed, you halt your steps, back still to him, scaring him even more.

"Are you really married to Minghao?" he asks conflicted with his own emotions.

"What if I am?" you laugh dryly turning to look at him.

"Are you scared that I've moved on?" You ask.

"You haven't , I know you haven't. You still love me" he says once more getting closer to you, you scoff pushing him arm off your waist.

"You're delusional. I'm happy, for once in my happy I'm not concerned whether or not the person I'm with will bail on our 2 year anniversary to be with his mistress" You jab at him.

"I never meant for it to happen! You know that. You read my note. She was never supposed to get pregnant" he continues.

"But she is, and we're over. So move on. I know I have" 

With those last words you return inside, getting in your office, Minghao's voice softly echoing through the walls, knocking once you enter the room smiling at the two inside as you sat on the chair besides his.

"You okay?" he asks quietly whilst Yoo Jung picked between the cake options, you nod, your head laying on his shoulder.

"Just tired" you whisper back, nestling into his neck, he nods, his hand patting calmly at your back.

"This cake, with the almond filling please. I'm sure Jeonghan would also like it" The bride smiles handing back the photos just as the man of the hour returns to the room.

"What about any restrictions? Any allergies or things you want out of the food?" Minghao continues to question as you make sure to note down everything.

"Oh, no. None of us are allergic to anything" she smiles.

"Jeonghan can't digest eggs though..." unbeknownst to you, you mumble.

All eyes land on you, the bride looks at you awkwardly, your eyes widening as you look around the room.

"Oh, I was having an egg sandwich and he mentioned it" you awkwardly laugh, him thankfully jumping into the story and the bride nods still confused.

After another hour of decisions all of you decide to head home, you could feel the eyes on you when you bid the couple goodbye and closed the door, staring for a minute longer as you waited to see if he would possible turn to look at you, and he did.

With a sigh you turn away, you face knocking right into Minghao's chest.

"It's him, isn't it?" he asks rather calmly, you nod. Afraid of the look of disappointment in his face.

"You don't need to be ashamed. Things happen, it's okay for you to have lingering feelings. Especially when you left without knowing who she was or when it came to happen. I'm okay with it" he reassured you.

"I'm not. He's not someone I wanted to see again. I'm so happy. Really, Hao. I'm so happy with you, I don't want him to come into my life again and ruin it" you grumble annoyed.

"He's not" he states, hands grabbing onto your face, eyes staring at you with stars.

"I won't let him woo you again. Not after everything we went through. And that ring, it might just be your marriage right" he jokes with a smirk, you smack his shoulder playfully, eyes back on his as you stood on your tippy toes inching for him.

Meeting you halfway, he pecks your lips, once, twice. Before he kisses you, soft lips on yours and the pads of his thumbs caress your cheeks.

"Let's go home" he smiles warmly.

Posted on the 19th February 2023

I'm really sorry for not posting since the end of January, University is a killer.

And thank you to the person who sent in the request, I loved it and was able to finish this quickly due to the idea, so I hope you liked it!

As always, I'd like to highlight the fact that requests are always open, both for story ideas but also for idols or people you want, including actors!

Have a good day!

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Christmas Party (Joshua X Reader)

Pairing: non idol Joshua X AFAB reader (reader has breasts and a vagina)

Genre: fluff and a little perverted in the middle

Warning: a few curse words, mentions of Alcohol and crowds.

Summary: Every year, there was a competition at Joshua's work company. Whoever brings a girlfriend and is the best couple of the night earns a fully paid for trip to their dream destination. Joshua has been wanting to get the prize for over 5 years now. And tonight, he'll try again. With his secret weapon. You.

Word Count: 4.4K

The genre of the party was  always romance. Every year there was a competition about the best couple in the party. This year was no different from the others.The competition began around 5 years ago when the company's CEO, Choi Seungcheol decided to bring his girlfriend as his plus one, the same day the vice president, Lee Jihoon also brought his and as a joke Yoon Jeonghan, Seungcheol's best friend and the business manager suggested to make it a competition worth of a trip to anywhere in the world as vacation.

You weren't all too excited, but you had to admit that your immediate superior, Hong Joshua was. He kept talking about ways to win the prize, despite the fact that for the last 5 years he'd been single each time the competition occured.

"With no offense, Mr.Hong-"

"Joshua" he interrupts you, you roll your eyes with a sigh.

"We're at work, I'm not calling you that. Anyway, Mr.Hong" you make sure to stop at his name to annoy him further.

"You've been saying that for a few years now, and yet you never have a girlfriend, so how do you plan on winning the competition?" You ask confused, he looks at you, a hand rubbing his chin as he thinks.

"Do you have anything planned that day?" he questions, to which you shake your head, a sly smirk makes his way to his face and you eye him as if he was a mad man, a sudden flood of worry hitting you like rocks.

"NO!" You immediately speaks, his smile drops and he sits straight into his chair.

"But I haven't even said anything!" He argues, you uncross your arms, pointing a finger in his direction, which he takes to full ofense, mouth opening in a gasp.

"Don't even think about it" You repeat, making your way out of his office, ignoring his calls for you and making your way to the rest area.

"I can't believe you actually convinced me to attend that stupid party" you grumble, bags of clothes in your arms as you walk besides Joshua who had a heap of bags in his own arms aswell.

The party was happening in less than a week, and it took him buying you food for the whole time and the promise to travel where you wanted to go, a promise to buy everything you wanted to eat there as well for you to agree.

And now, you're both out shopping, compensation for agreeing to it all.

You had gotten a few outfits for the possible vacation and then also a red gown to wear to the party, Joshua telling you all about the other's preferences and how red would be the color that would stand out the most and look best on you, so you followed his advice.

He did drop you off, soft music playing on the background as he drove, the conversation was short, you were mostly still confused on why you had agreed to fake date him, especially after all the heartache you had to go through whenever he told you about his crushes, or dates when the only one you had ever crushed on was him...

"It's in 4 days, so when friday comes, I'll pick you up at 5pm so that we can get there  on time, alright?" you nod as a reply, a tight lipped smile on your face. He nods back, a smile of his own to you. You exit the car and he like always, waits for you to unlock your front door before waving and driving off, leaving you to your own thoughts until friday came.

And it came rather fast.

"Shua, can you help me with the dress?" you laughed, hands stretched behind your back as you tried to make sense of how you were supposed to tie the fabric around your back.

It was finally the day of the dinner and you were now struggling with the strings of the dress that the two of you had decided on.

You could hear his laugh all the way from downstairs, making you huff, eyes on the mirror that reflected your bedroom door, Joshua walking into the frame just a few seconds after with a smile.

"You called?" He spoke, lips tucked inside his mouth as he tried his best not to laugh at your hands that fondled with the dress.

"Yes, can you try and tie this like it's supposed to? I can't do it" you huff once more, turning around, eyes settling on Joshua who leaned his side to the door frame, arms crossed over his chest with a raised eyebrow.

"Pretty please?" you ask, extending your arms that held the pieces of the dress out to him, with his signature smile, he strode to you, arms open and grabbing at the pieces by your sides, hands dragging by your waist line, his sweet fragrance overpowering your senses as he tied the strings behind your hand, hands releasing the fabric in between your fingers, his hand slightly grabbing at your waist, your eyes meeting eachother's in the mirror.

His tall frame behind you."Are you nervous about today?" he wonders, pulling slight away to look at you.

"A little... It's not everyday that you fake date your best friend for a trip" you let out a soft laugh, him nodding understandingly.

"It'll be fine. They've all said that they loved hanging out with you. You've hung out with them hundreds of times over the past 5 years, I promise it'll be okay" he assured you.

"I know that, but I've never had to lie to them and tell them that we're dating. They were always aware that we were just friends" you sigh, face turning slightly to the side, a chance for Joshua to nestle his face deeper into your neck, a blush surfacing from your neck to your face.

"About that, we'll actually be telling them that we are engaged" he monotonously spoke, unconsciously you nod, words seeping in until you pull away from his grasp, and turned around to look at him, shocked was an emotion too small to what you actually felt, eyes widening as you looked at him looking back at you confused.

"What's wrong?" he asks.

"What do you mean, what's wrong?! You just said we had to be engaged!" You almost screech pushing at his shoulder.

"Y/N, calm down. It'll be fine!" His hands rest on your shoulders as he reassures you, but you're not taking it well.

This could be the dream for many, but not you. This was your workplace. You worked there. Those were your superiors and bosses. Although they were friends of Joshua's, they were not yours, despite the multiple interactions and gatherings you had attended. The last thing you wanted to do was play with fire and lose your job.

"Shua, this is not -"

"What we planned, I know. But we really have to win the prize." he interjected, eyebrows knit together as he looked at you for approval, to know you agreed to it. But you were still on edge.

"Why do you even care so much about the price?" you ask, arms slapping on your legs as you lowered them.

"There's someone I want to take there" he admits, eyes never leaving yours. But blame it on yourself, because you end up taking a step back from him, arms falling from your shoulders as he looks at you at loss.

A troubled look in his eyes as he stares at yours that stare back at him in hurt.

You were both mistaken.

Joshua swallows the dryness in his throat, nodding, mostly to himself as he steps back towards the door.

"I'll let you finish getting ready. I'll be downstairs waiting" he mumbles a little disorientated, taking long strides to exit the room.

You fan your face, tears threatening to spill and ruin your makeup. Your turn back to the mirror, your eyes shined with tears, nose turning redder than the blush you had on.

"breathe..." you remind yourself, gulping the tears back and touching back your makeup and grabbing your jacket, finally making your way down where Joshua awaited you.

His back to the stairs as his eyes overlooked the sun shining the city in various tones of pink and orange.

"Josh..." you called out, voice shaking slightly.

He turns to you, a small smile in his face as he looked at you, although it didn't reach his eyes.

"Let's go" he says, cutting the awkward silence that settled into your living room.

Despite the awkwardness, he made sure to still open the car door for you, a hand at the top in case you bumped into it. Getting into his own side and waiting for you to settle in and buckle your seat belt before starting the car and driving you to the dinner place.

"What should we say when they ask about when we started dating?" you ask, voice raising slightly from when you stood in the living room.

"Let's just say we started dating after Vernon's birthday party" he shrugged, eyes still on the road ahead.

"Why his birthday?" you scrunch your face confused.

"Because... he flirted with you that day" he almost whispered, the tip of ears blush and he relieves it by looking out the window as if looking through the side mirror, as if he weren't driving in an empty road.

You blush, looking at your own hands laying in your lap.

"And engaged?" you continue.

"Your birthday" he replies, a shy smile tugging at his lips.

"Ri... Oh my god! Joshua!" You yell, grabbing at his shoulder in a panic.

"What?! What's wrong?!" the car comes to a full stop at the side of the road and he immediately looks at you in panic.

"What is it?" He asks again, grabbing the hand you placed on his shoulder.

"Ring... We don't have rings" you said, lifting your left hand. He exhales, a soft laugh leaving his parted lips as he looks at the glove compartiment.

"I wanted to do it in a more sweet way, but since you're so eager" he begins to explain, chest out in pride as he opens the glove compartment and takes out a squared box.

As if deja Vu, your eyes follow the movement of this man's hands as he opens the box, a pair of rings shining brightly inside.

"Your hand, darling" he joked, the sad mood quickly replaced by the playfull one, his palm extended and you laughed, placing your hand on top of his.

And in a split second he lifted your hand, placing the ring with the small diamond on your finger before he lifted his own hand in front of your face.

You get his own ring, a smile plastered on your face as you put it on his own finger.

"What a beauty ring, Sir. Who gave it to you?" you play around.

"The woman I'm planning on marrying soon. A beautiful and smart woman" he says, eyes shining brightly, not once leaving your own.

How could you not know what he meant...

"Well, ready to departure? We're going to be late now" he joked.

"Fashionably late" you hit his shoulder playfully.

The two of you did get there with a little tardiness, but nothing too big, getting out the car he helps you with the walk over the stones until you're both on the platform to the party building, surrounded by a pound and grass.

The sunset falling as the moon rose high up in the sky.

Music heard even from the outside, although not crazy loud.

Joshua laced your hand around his arm a gentle smile shining on his features as he leaned over your ear.

"Just act as usual and we'll be fine" he assured, a small hit of his nose on your jaw.

Entering the party, a few eyes went to you, but the funny thing was how they would look, turn away and then turn back to look at you in shock. The relationship was in fact something that no one had seen coming, especially after the fact that the two of you had been friends for close to a decade.

Joshua and you walked to, of course, the only reason of your attendance. The food court.

Ordering a few snacks before the dinner, Joshua kept you company, rarely even edulging in the chats about the latest horror movies or the latest book of his favorite author, author his ears were open whenever he heard of those topics.

You were truly okay with being left alone, especially since you could see Yurim, your friend, coworker and the girlfriend of Seokmin glaring at you, likely because you hadn't told her a single thing about you and Joshua despite your close friendship.

"Hey, Josh" you call out to the male besides you, he looks at you in a split second, tongue lapping his lips as he drank the champagne.

"Go be with your friends, I have to see Yurim anyway, look at her. She looks ready to kill me" you laugh, his eyes lock onto your friends at the end of the dinning area, a laugh as he turns to you, eyes closing into small moons, removing his arm from behind your back and nodding for you to go ahead.

As soon as Joshua leaves to go to his own friends who, just like yours were shooting daggers at him, you headed to Yurim who pulled you faster to her by the arm.

"Easy you little beast" you laughed, but her mood stayed the same.

"When did that happen?!" she asked you, eyebrows furrowing as she looked at Joshua who was across the room.

"After Vernon's birthday party" you answered like planned, you smile looking down. But your head quickly lifts once you listen to her dramatic gasp.

"And you never told me?!" She almost screams.

"Rim!" You try to shush her with a hand on her mouth, attention all on you, and although it was almost dispersed it was even more drawn in to you when she yelled in shock.

"What is that ring!!" she lifts your hand to her face, eyeing at the diamond in the middle.

By now, even if you wanted to not follow the storyline that the two of you had made in the car, you just had no other choice as everyone was now gossiping about the ring.

"I-... you know" you replied shyly taking your hand from her grip.

"Y/N!" She smiles, jumping around as she pulls your hand once more to her face.

You feel a hand circle around your waist, immediately turning to the side, thankful to see Joshua's soft comforting smile.

"Just follow me" he whispers in your ear, heat once more flushing to your face.

Joshua lifts his champagne cup to everyone, all eyes on him awaiting whatever he was going to say.

"Ladies and gentleman. Thank you very much for attending the party, I can say that this year is a very special one because after many years wanting nothing more than to have this beautiful and wonderful woman by my side. I am blessed to announce to everyone that we are not only a couple. But that we are getting married" he reveals.

His hand grabs yours, fingers interwining as he lifts them up for everyone to see.

You once more look down, maybe in your head he actually means you.

In his heart though, it had always been you. Through everything.

There is a wave of applause and congratulations which seems to lift your mood slightly, especially when Joshua's hand returns to your waist, finger lifting your chin as he watches your every emotion nodding at you comfortingly.

"It's out" he smiles.

"It's out" you repeat, releasing a breath you didn't know that you had been holding in.

The night carries on, a lot of investors approach the two of you, congratulating you two and wishing you happiness. His own friends question the whole situation, most of them already with smirks as they were sure that it would happen one day or another. During the dinner, Joshua had sat besides you, on your right, and although nobody could see it, his hand was under the table and laced with yours.

His thumb making random patterns on your hand as the two of your ate, that is, until Joshua decided to adventure out, hand slipping out of yours and resting on your leg, you almost chocked when it happened, but nonetheless, you liked it.

His hand was right under the slit of your red dress and resting directly on your leg. You turned to look at him, he was calmly talking to Jeonghan, and although you liked his touch, you couldn't help but feel the heat in his hand seep into your leg as he continued to grip your leg at times before smoothing in out with his continuous rubbing.

"Shua" you called him just above a whisper, his head turning to look at you curious.

"Is something wrong? Do you not like the food?" he asks you, eyes assessing your plate that had barely been touched.

"No, your hand is just distracting me" you whisper, biting your lip.

His eyes snap down to your lips, hand tightening once more against your leg, your mouth forming an 'o' causing him to smirk at you.

"Keep that up and I might just have to excuse us earlier" he whispered into your ear, lips puckering to once again kiss your jaw, returning to his conversation with Jeonghan as if nothing had happened, leaving you dumbfounded staring at the back of his neck.

You were the dumb one not understanding when he kept insinuating that you were the woman he wanted to take on the trip.

You ate rather quickly after that, your hands lowering down to your lap to play with his fingers, but mostly the ring that you had earlier slipped into his ring finger.

The flustered one was now Joshua, that often looked at you and then to your lap, a smile playing at his lips as he watched you continue with your own conversations as you played with his ring.

Right after dinner ended, everyone dispersed once again to the dance floor, the songs changed, most of them being slow ones and you stayed behind with Joshua overwatching the amount of couples present in this year's event.

"There's a lot of competition this year" you point out, he hums agreeing, eyes not staying away from you for long.

"I still feel like we will win, though" he smiles, you look up at him awaiting his answer.

"Not a single couple here is engaged, like we are" he smirks, you laugh along.

On the other side of the dance floor, you watched as Seungcheol called over Joshua, a smile on his face and with a quick excuse, Joshua left your side promising to come back once he was done chatting.

You watched the friends talk, a smile on your own face, completely unaware that behind you was the man that supposedly made Joshua porpose. Vernon.

Sneaking a hand along your waist and whispering the word "Boo" in your ear, which, although you hated to admit it. Did scare you.

"You scared me, dickhead" you laughed, Vernon following along as he placed himself in front of you covering Joshua's frame.

"You get scared super easy, Y/n, it's not my fault" he laughed as he spoke.

"I heard the news, you're welcome" he smiles, rolling his shoulders proudly.

"What for?" you ask, crossing your arms over your chest.

"He said he asked you out after my birthday. I played a part" he puckered his lips to which you laugh.

"You're right then. Thank you" you pat his shoulder.

Unknown to you was the sudden mood change in Joshua as he glared at his younger friends back whom you patted.

"Ya... You'll drill a hole through his back, relax" Hoshi tried to calm the older, something that did not work as Joshua began to make his way to the two of you, a scowl on his face.

"Joshua's coming. He doesn't look happy" Yurim tapped you on the shoulder, both you and Hansol turn, just as Joshua near the two of you, his hand grabbing yours and pulling you to his side.

"Jealous much?" Vernon teased the older male, earning a glare as a response.

"Shua, we're friends" you tried to call him but he simply kept the scowl ushering Vernon to go check on Chan who was at the side by the drinks.

With a chuckle and wink, just to piss him off even further Vernon bids his goodbye's and Yurim follows suit to go find Seokmin again leaving you and Joshua alone once more.

"Why are you so jealous?" you ask with a small smile, he turns to you, a small pout evident in his features as he looks down at you.

"I just don't like how he always flirts with you" he replied. You pat his shoulder like you had done to Vernon just a few minutes ago, his shoulders lowering back into a calm state as he settles in your side.

The two of you simply listened in, until your personal favorite song "fast pace" came on, and as if already written in a book, Joshua extends his hand, already knowing that this was that one song you could never skip dancing and so the two of you made your way to the dance floor.

Both quietly singing the song to each other as you danced with one another, your hands around his neck as he had his arm around your waist, the other carrying your glass of champagne, making him just a thousand times hotter.

He twirls you before the bridge of the song, your favorite part, bringing you closer to his chest as he mutters the words in your ear "24/7", the heat rose between the two of you.

You weren't even sure if he meant it or if it was all for that trip but you didn't care at this point, and if anything were to happen you could just blame it on the champagne.

The two swayed, bodies stuck one each other until the song ended and when it did the music just stopped overall as the ceremony began.

Seungcheol stepped up with Lee Jihoon and Kwon Soonyoung, the leaders of the different sectors of the company, although Jihoon and Soonyoung were simply the presidents whilst Seungcheol was the owner of it all.

"I'm not going to give a huge speech, because just like everyone else in the room, I'm more interested in who is winning the trip. So, without further ado. Jihoon please announce our candidats for this year's competition" he quickly steps back as Jihoon hops to the front, the drink already beginning to have its effect on the light drinker.

"You're all so pretty. So good together. I love you. Here are the 4 nominees" he announces pulling a card from the back pocket of his dress pants.

"Seokmin from accountability and Yurim from the legal team. Yunho from the business board and Na Ri leader of the Communications and PR team. Joshua from the Global embassy unit and Y/n his assistant and also in charge of communication. And finally, Daniel from Marketing with Yuna from the Creative team" he calls to everyone who steps forward, closer to the stage.

"I'm so sad that only 1 couple can win" he began to sniffle, everyone in the room started to laugh as Mingyu stood onto the stage bringing the man down as he began to choke on his own tears, Jeonghan stepping up to replace him.

"Moving on" he began.

"The winner is!" he drums on the podium.

Joshua's hand engulfs your smaller one, his left arm around your waist as the two of you wait for the announcement.

"Joshua and Y/n!" He calls onto the microphone.

The two of you are in a state of shock as a wave of congratulations form once again, this time, congratulating you on the free trip.

As if finally aware that the two of you had won, as he wanted to, you turn to eachother with smiles on your faces, he lifts you up, lowering you down and kissing you on the lips which leaves you in shock.

Eyes open for a few seconds before they close and you kiss him back, breaking back after a few seconds.

And although both of you smiled, you knew this was just something else that the two of you had to talk about.

After accepting the prize and thanking everyone you two stepped outside, stopping near the pond and sitting on a bench watching over the fish, the light from the moon reflecting the water.

"We should probably, talk about it, right?" he laughs nervously, you turn to him.

Watching as he tries to avoid your eyes, although he too turns to look at you.

"I like you" you finally admit.

"Why are you saying it first?" He stood up, eyebrows furrowing as he looked at you, meanwhile you just stared back like you had seen a ghost.

"What?" You asked, not fully trusting your ears just yet.

"I wanted to confess to you tonight if we won. I was gonna say it first" he whined throwing his head back.

"I thought you liked someone else" you pointed out, also standing up and standing in front of him, his eyes searching yours.

"Who else would I like?" He sarcastically said.

"I confessed first because I thought you did" you shrug.

"Well, I liked you first. So it doesn't matter" he shrugs back with a proud look in his face.

"No you didn't"

"I so did" he fought back.

"I've liked you for 5 years now" you stuck your tongue.

"I liked you after one week" he smiles, pecking your lips, leaving you once more in shock. Hand reaching up to your lips.

"You can't keep kissing me! This is inappropriate Mr.Hong" you tease, but he kisses you once more.

"Joshua" he mutters taking your lips in his once more.

His face turning slightly to the side so that he could deepen the kiss, the two of you laughing in between.

It was not perfect, but nor did it need to be.

You were both happy and finally together, although it took a silly competition to make it official.

And now, you have a fully paid trip to the place you wanted to go to the most.

Joshua's hometown.

˜˜˜ The end :)

Posted the 29th January 2023

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Does he Know? (Mingyu X AFAB reader X S.coups)

(Based on the song of Swedish House Mafia ft. The Weeknd - Moth to a flame)

Pairing: Mingyu X AFAB reader X S.Coups Genre: Angst X Betrayal X cheating Warning: Mentions of cheating; going behind someone's back; language warning and mentions of sex. Seungcheol is the king of manipulation. Summary: Whilst Mingyu sleeps by your side, does he know the texts and calls that happen right besides him? Word Count: 1.2K

"Does he know you call me when he sleeps?" Seungcheol's voice rang through your ear, phone pressed against your shoulder, Mingyu's back to you who watched him carefully. You kept quiet, lips tight into a line as you still looked at your boyfriend's back, his breathing was steady, and his back was strong, contrary to yours that was stood against the headboard filled with guilt.

"He doesn't" was your response. Behind the phone you heard the man's chuckle, his ego was big and having his enemy's lover in his hands had become his biggest challenger, but now, it was his most priced possession. He loved the fact that you called him every night, all the photos you would send in your underwear, or wearing nothing, the photos you kept in a secret folder in your phone.

He loved knowing he could make you leave Mingyu, over false hope with him, with a simple word "Leave" it filled his ego even more whenever you would cry for him. Where did your loyalties lie? Mingyu, until nighttime hits.

"I want to see you, so bad, darling" Seungcheol basically purred through the phone, your face turns into an expression of shock, your phone almost falling to the ground if not for your fast movement of catching it. Mingyu shuffles besides you, a sigh leaving your lips as you catch your phone turning to Mingyu who slowly opened his eyes, adjusting to the light and analyzing the whole situation.

"Who are you calling this late at night?" he questions utterly confused. "Oh, just Yurim, you know, she's been having dating problems lately" you hurriedly excuse yourself, standing up from the bed and standing a few feet away from it. "You continue to sleep, Gyu. I'll just continue this in the living room" you chuckled nervously ignoring the obvious confused in Mingyu's face who used his arms to lift his upper body from the bed.

"I guess your lover boy is awake now" the sneaky man scoffs, you could feel the sudden anger in his voice, your own wavering as you try to steady your heart that beat rapidly as your breathing quickened. "Yes… But I think he believes it" you whisper, you look behind you checking if he had decided to follow you, but relax once you notice that the night in your bedroom continues off. "We better end the call now then" his voice snaps your attention back. "No! I mean… he's asleep, we're in the clear now, aren't we?" You cringe at your own needy tone.

You wouldn't know how Seungcheol's smile had widened, already knowing how whipped you were for his affection, something that was missing from your own relationship. "Mingyu seems good for you, all your friends love him as well" he continues to taunt you. "I love you, though. Please" you let out a shaky breath, wondering where this conversation would lead to. "Maybe, I mean. Look at us, Y/n, you're betraying him. We should end this" he knew what he was doing with you. Playing with your mind, once more putting you on the verge of a breakdown as he threatened, played you once more as if he was going to end it all. Wanting nothing more than to see you break, beg for him to stay.

"Please, don't leave me" you sniffed. You knew it was wrong, Seungcheol was right in his every word, Mingyu was good for you, he knew you like the back of his hand, he loved to care for you, watched you at both your best and worst. All of your friends loved Mingyu as well, he was your biggest support in their eyes. And your parents both accepted, welcomed and encouraged you to marry the man.

But what was it to you when he wasn't who you truly loved. The danger, the passion, the pain. It all derived from this one person. Anyone from the outside would say you're crazy, you're pinning over a man that you know will betray you a thousand times, hurt you. But you didn't care, because in your eyes, this man was all you had ever wanted.

He had seen you, been with you in both good and bad times, every fight and argument between you and Mingyu ended up with you sleeping in Seungcheol's sheets naked. "I won't leave you, baby. You know I would never do that. I just want you to be happy with Mingyu" he coos at you. "But I'm happy, with you" you cried, sitting on the floor, your back against the front of the couch. "Do you want me to pick you up? Maybe you can show me how happy you are" the smirk in his voice, was obvious. He wanted you to leave that house, but not the man.

Torture you both in such different ways.

You hum in agreement with a slight nod, he exhales a small laugh through the phone. "I'll be there in 10 minutes. Create some excuse" he says, hanging up the call. You sniff, using the paw of your sweater to wipe at your tears, standing up and turning around.

A wave of shock hitting you hard as you face Mingyu's confused face, eyes drifting from you and to your phone.

"Why are you crying?" Think. Think. "Yurim just told me that her ex boyfriend hit her, she never told anyone" you said, eyes down as you wiped even more tears. You were a terrible person. "Oh no! Is she okay? How can someone even do that to a person?" Mingyu said in shock, arms out to hug your figure, one of his hands behind your head and the other around your waist. "Right?" you sniff, hugging him back. "I'm so lucky to have a boyfriend like you" you say.

You feel his chest rumble, a small chuckle leaving his parted lips, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head. "I'm lucky to have you too" he smiles. "I'm going to spend the rest of the night with her, is that okay?" you question him, eyes meeting his. "This late? Do you want me to drive you there?" he asks concerned.

"No, that's okay, I already called for an uber" you smile weakly at your boyfriend who nods unsure. "Call me later though" you nod back. Grabbing a bag you fill it with a few necessities, Mingyu pecking your lips right before you leave and making his way back to bed as you enter said 'uber'.

"What took you so long?" Seungcheol asked, a hand on the wheel as the other moved to grip at your thigh. "He woke up. Found me in the living room. I had to make an excuse" you whisper. "Good girl" he praises, a smile tugging at his lips.

In the back of his own mind, Mingyu had his worries, the stories that made no sense whenever you cried, and then he got to see your friends and nothing seemed to match. But he let it slip. Maybe, your friend's didn't want him to know. Meanwhile, you were now laying in Seungcheol''s bed, a single bed sheet covering your naked body as you curled up closer to Seungcheol who held you close. Everything was good, until Mingyu maybe got the whiff of what was actually going on behind the covers, what you wanted to hide so hard. But for now, you enjoyed the bliss you were in, hiding from everyone and everything in Seungcheol's arms and bed.

Posted the 15th January 2023. Tbh, I had this good idea, but the writing itself was hard and this is not one of my faves at all...

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girl, you better post a sequel to get out bc that was TOO HEARTBREAKING to be left off at such a point 😖

😭😭 I might do it bc i was hurt by it too ;-;

I need some ideas of how it would look after but I promise i'll make it work somehow!!

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Yoon Jeonghan X Reader (Get out)

Pairing - Non idol Yoon Jeonghan X Not gendered reader

Genre - angst + sad

Warning - mentions of being drunk - hitting - throwing items

Summary - As you waited and waited for your boyfriend to celebrate your two years together he appears drunk once more, and in mids of a fight confesses to his unfaithfulness.

Word count 1.6k

It was one of those nights again, he was out with his friends, one drink turning into five and then into ten, he could barely remember what he had first before he started mixing them.

Was it whiskey? Was it beer? Why was it hitting so strongly... that, he couldn't say for sure.

Maybe because he had a light dinner, leaving the office at late hours and deciding to head into a bar with his friends instead of home to his girlfriend who awaited him with dinner ready.

He didn't know, he had no clue of the day it was.

He forgot completely that you two had planned for a night in for your 2 year mark.

Work was hard, deadlines were closing in rather quickly and he couldn't just finish the work by himself for his team mates to get the credit that they never gave.

You sat alone at the dinner table, the lights were down, candles shined a warm light within the place, lightning up the path up to the table, where a vanilla candle burned. You had cooked for the entirety of the evening, having taken a break from work specifically to plan and care for the day.

What was it worth to him when he was out doing something unknown to you whilst you sat at the table, mascara sliding down your face as hot tears fell faster, sipping your glass of red wine.

It was well past midnight, your glass was empty, so was the bottle, which you had drowned your sorrow in.

You had tried multiple times to contact him, but it was of no effort, it went straight into voice mail, letting you know that it had either been turned off or had no battery.

Dragging your hand through your hair, you sighed, a shaken breath leaving your dry lips as you stood up from your chair, tears now dried onto your face simply leaving a trail of mascara behind.

But that's when he walked in, door unlocking, immediately alerting you who stood frozen in place just in front of the dinner table.

He closed the door, his back to you, as he locked it, you tried not to, but you couldn't help but laugh as he finally turned around, clearly drunk.

Laughing as if it was the funniest thing ever, when really, all you wanted to do was cry more at the mere thought of Jeonghan forgetting your 2 year celebration and going out for drinks instead, getting bat shit drunk and going home to you in said state.

So, you laughed, and laughed, tears falling once more, you didn't know if they fell from the laughter or due to the situation you were in.

Was this all he cared for you?

"Why... why are you laughing?" he asked, a single eyebrow raised as he eyed you weirdly.

"Do you know, how fucking embarassing this looks right now?" you asked him, although you chuckled, he could, despite his drunked state fully understand the venom dripping in your tone.

He looked around, his eyes locking onto every feature that you had changed within the place, the candles, uneaten dinner, the lights...

"What did I miss?" he asked clearly confused.

"Not much, you know, just an everyday mark" you shrugged, taking both plates into your hands and heading to the kitchen, the man following closely behind you as best he could.

"Y/N, come on. Just say it" he sighed, running his hand down his face, mind completely blank of what this could possibly mean.

"Nothing. Go to bed"

"Just fucking spit it out. For fucks sake, Y/N. Do I look like I fucking know what you want?!" He yelled in anger.

"Fucking hell, always pissing me off. This is why I'm barely home. At least she-"

"She?" you questioned, eyes finally meeting his which widened in sudden realization, mouth open agape as he stared back at you in something you could only describe as guilt and shock at the same time.

"Y/N, I didn't mean -"

"You have another woman" you say once more, he averts his eyes from yours, too ashamed to look at you. You can only scoff, eyes falling to the ground before you raise them once more in anger.

"I have done, everything! Everything to make this work and what, you have the decency to mention, SHE?! On our 2 year anniversary?" You laugh dryly.

You watch his eyes, once more widen, finally realizing the date, checking his phone's calendar to confirm that it was in fact the date. Even more guilt filling him inside.

With quick steps he tries to reach you, but you push him away, one hand behind you holding the counter for dear life whilst the other was on his chest keeping the distance between you two.

"Who is she" you ask once more.

"She's just a coworker, she means nothing! Nothing to me" he says, all drunkness put aside as he speaks.

"She's clearly important for you to want to spend time with her. I bet she doesn't piss you off" You speak confidently, you had to put this front, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of watching you broken, so you  watched him, as his act fell to the floor, still trying to convince you otherwise.

"Leave"

"Y/N... please, she-"

"I don't care. I said leave" you repeat, eyes glaring at his which now gathered tears. But he made no effort in moving. And this is when everything went wrong. Your anger simply grew, this man wasn't the man you had fallen in love with, he wasn't the Jeonghan you knew. You didn't even know if that had ever been the man you loved.

Was it all a facade?

The hand that was on his chest curled up into a fist, hitting at his chest, the tears that fell down his cheeks, now matched yours which fell once more.

Your hand hitting at his chest with strenght as you sobbed. He took it all. He deserved it, he knew he did.

You had every right to despise him. hate him. But he didn't want to let you go.

"Leave!" You screamed at him through your tears, your sight blurry as you stared blankly at his shirt.

He grabbed at your hand, pulling you into his embrace, but you couldn't accept it, not after knowing of the affair.

You broke out of his hold, slapping him across the face, lip quivering as you groaned. His face turning to the side, his own eyes glossy, sniffing and wiping his face with the sleeve of his work shirt.

"Get out" You glared sternly.

"We can work this out-"

"Can I cheat too then?" You asked him... quiet. You smiled looking down at the floor once more, pushing your tears back.

"Get out. It's over, Jeonghan" you sighed, turning around and focusing on the dirty dishes already a safe distance from him who stood frozen to his spot watching your now calm state.

"Y/N" he called out.

You turned around, the plate breaking as it hit the wooden floors just besides him, jolting him, the glass barely missing him.

"I don't want you here! I want you gone! Just leave!" You yelled, strudding down the corridor you walked into your shared bedroom, opening the closet doors and pulling out every piece of clothing he owned throwing it inside his traveling suit case.

He was still stuck in his place, he just couldn't believe this is how it would end, how he had broken you.

He forgot, and not only that but he ended up confessing to his affair, something he had planned on breaking off just the day before, but he couldn't, already in-too deep with said woman, but looking at you right now, he also couldn't just leave you...

Now, he didn't have to make that choice, it was made for him.

He was given no other choice but to leave you.

The possible love of his life...

His heart ached as he watched you walking out of your bedroom, 2 suitcases trailing behind you, with what he knew would be his wardrobe.

He gulped dryly, eyes casting down on the floor, too ashamed to look at you. He deserved it.

"Take them, and leave"

"I love you -"

"If you love me, then you won't want me to be in pain" you said in between breaths, trying hard to contain your tears that had just stopped.

"I never meant to hurt you, we can still fix it, please. Just give me one more chance" he tried once more.

"Do you love me?" you questioned him, eyes fixated on his every emotion, he nodded, eyes filling with hope as he stared at you.

"Then, you'll leave" you whispered.

He gave up after that.

There was no going back after everything was said.

So he grabbed his two bags and with one final look, he exited the house, the most sober he had ever felt in his entire life.

Leaving you behind who sobbed watching his every step, too broken inside to beg him to not go, to stay and hold you.

Too disgusted to even want to touch him, afraid to see even the tiniest trace of the woman he had betrayed you with.

Somewhat wishing this was all a lie, a badly played joke on you... You laid on the sofá, the tears fell on their own, you couldn't even feel the tears that still fell on their own falling asleep to your own sadness.

Posted the 10th of January 2023

Sorry for disappearing, I had a few issues after new years eve and then I just came back a few hours ago from a trip where I lost wifi connection and have an exam on the 12th ;-;

But I have already 2 drafts almost finished so hopefully I'll post them this week!!

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Softest Time PT2 (Kim Mingyu X AFAB reader)

Hehe, I just learned how to make my tumblr a little prettier so let's see how it looks lmao.

Pairing: Idol Kim Mingyu X AFAB reader (reader has breasts and vagina)

Genre: fluff + smut

Warning: cuss words, sexual content, Mingyu as a switch, Reader trying to dom lmao. Father Mingyu. Fanservice and hit of reality.

Summary: This is a part 2 as per request :) to the Softest Time fic that i did a few weeks ago of Mingyu, if you haven't, do check out part 1 here.

Word Count: 2.5K words.

There will be mature content underneath so beware and minors do not interact, or do, I can't really tell you what to do.

It was safe to say that although you two had tried for a long time, luck just wasn't in your favor.

Yourself and Mingyu had begun trying for a second baby once Ha Ru had turned 7 months old, you did all sort of things to help you get pregnant, things you didn't have to do, nor did when you got pregnant with your precious little boy.

Ha Ru had just 16 months old (1 year and 4 months), he babbled a lot, and he was already walking around the house causing ruckus, you couldn't help but feel like it was the perfect time to have another baby.

It seemed like none of it worked, you improved your diet by a lot, also starting to go to the gym more frequently and taking up yoga classes, but the universe had different plans.

You couldn't help but feel a little saddened that all of your effort wasn't working, nonetheless you were happy with your body and mind improvements after you started this routine, so that was a good thing you could say.

"I don't get it, getting pregnant with Ha Ru was so quick... it was so easy. Why are we unable to get pregnant again, Gyu?" you hopelessly pouted as you spoke to your husband, his back to you as he practiced for their future comeback.

"Maybe it's because with Ha Ru, we didn't plan it..." he began, your eyebrows furrow, staring at him through the mirror waiting for him to explain.

He sighs, grabbing his towel and patting his face dry, walking towards you, sliding down the wall and sitting next to you.

"Maybe the stress is what's wrong here. We didn't plan Ha Ru, remember? We had no plans for kids at the time, we just wanted to get married and live just us two for a while. He was a surprise on our honeymoon" he smiled, thinking back to the memories of your sudden motion sickness, something you had never had before.

Sure enough you found out that you were pregnant. In fact, you were already 3 months pregnant by then, meaning you two had unknowingly, married pregnant.

"Ok, so does that mean that we should just give up on the idea?" you asked confused.

"No! No, no baby. I mean..." he dragged out, a smirk on his lips as his hand caressed your thigh. You laughed.

"You mean we should keep trying without planning everything" you concluded, a nod coming from your husband, his head dropping to your neck, kissing as he moves around.

"Mingyu, I'm trying to be serious here" you giggle, pulling your body away from the hands of your needy husband.

"Y/N, it isn't your fault that we aren't getting pregnant. Let me love you and show you, my appreciation for your already hard work, looking after me and Ha Ru" he mumbles, tightening his hold on you.

He pecked your cheek, taking your face between his hands, eyes meeting yours, a look of love shining brightly in his eyes as he softly kissed your lips.

"It isn't our fault. It's just not time yet" he whispered reassuringly. I nod, a soft sigh leaving your lips, climbing onto his lap, hands around his neck hugging him tight.

His hands, wrapping protectively around the small of your back, holding you close to him.

"Darling, I love you. But you're making it extremely hard to contain when you keep sighing into my neck and inching closer" he says, a strain in his voice.

"Why? Am I making you hot, Gyu?" you whisper in his ear teasingly placing a kiss by his ear.

Mingyu chuckles, his hands grab onto your hips pushing you back from him and instead having you seated near his knees, eyes feverishly staring at yours before he kisses my lips, pushing me closer now.

You give a contented sigh, letting one of my hands travel down his chest and under his shirt as the other went to the back of his neck tugging onto his hair.

"If it's meant to happen, it will. Trust me" Mingyu whispered enamored with the feeling of your hands on his chest, i nod pecking him once more. The feeling of it was electrifying, it was the best feeling, pulling him impossibly close to me as his hands explored everywhere, a moan escaping your parted lips once he begins to suck on your weak spot.

Hand carefully tracing every mark, a smile on your lips as i feel every crease of his abs, feeling him shiver under your every touch.

You tug at the bottom of his shirt, helping him lift it up before you remove your own, going back to kissing him after the removal of the items of clothing.

(Beginning of smut scene)

"Gyu" you whisper, a groan leaving his own lips as he throws his head back onto the wall as your hands loop around his pants' belt.

"Fuck, Y/N. I missed this" he whispers, voice ragged with passion and need, hands gripping at your hips, squeezing them.

With a little work you manage to get his pants off, placing yourself between his legs, ass up as you lowered your upper body to the floor, eyeing the obvious bulge, contained in his underwear.

Your hand caresses him through the boxers, squeezing his base, your eyes are on his face, watching a thousand emotions race through his face as his face scrunches each time you squeeze him, lips running through his dry lips and teeth biting his lip to try and contain the louder sounds as to not make anyone in the company aware of the nasty actions happening in the practice room.

Soft movements of hands are enough to piss him off on most days, but you two had had sex so little these past days due to a fertility doctor's recommendation to wait it out that he was now too needy to even complain of your slow moves.

You kiss your husband once more before going back down, lips settling on top of his head through his underwear, a strained moan sounding through the room.

Pulling his boxers down and throwing them to the side where his trousers were you licked your lips watching his member sprung up, your thumb running over his tip before you gave a shy kiss to it, a hiss leaving Mingyu's tightly sealed lips.

You rolled your tongue over his member, your hand lowers to accompany your moves and touch the parts you couldn't reach, your husband's breathing just kept on getting heavier the faster you moved, engulfing him whole.

"Fuck, I'm close" your husband warns, eyes glued on you as you stare up, removing your mouth from his member, licking your lips as you lift yourself up to his height.

"Mine" you whisper, watching satisfied as a wave of lust overflows in his eyes, grabbing you with force and lifting you up, swiftly trapping you between his body and the wall.

"Do you have any idea of how fucking hot you looked saying that? God, you're such a fucking tease babe" he groans, his forehead leaning against yours as he mumbles incoherently.

"How much do you want me" he whispers, pushing away from you, confidently standing over you.

"So bad, Mingyu" you whisper back.

"How bad" he teases further, his hand removing your skirt together with your underwear, leaving you naked.

"Really, bad" you shakily reply.

He smirks, hand between your thighs, his middle and ring finger teasing your entrance, already dripping with excitement, his thumb making 8-figured on your clit.

Broken moans left your mouth, a few higher than the others, your hand reaching to grab his wrist as to stop him, but it was simply seen as an incentive to make him go faster, your other hand covering your mouth that only let louder noises leave.

"I'm so close" your voice peeked higher, Mingyu lowered his face to kiss you, feverishly kissing your lips to quiet you, although with the amount of pleasure you felt it was hard, and he took your moaning as a means to let his tongue enter your mouth.

Breaking apart to breath he continues his torture down your neck and to the valley of your breasts, lips wrapping around your nipple, harshly sucking before he gives attention to the other.

The pleasure was immense and within a few minutes he had you clamping down around his fingers, dripping down the practice room's floor.

"Do you think you can take more?" he wondered, eyes watching for any insecurity of yours, you nod, gulping dryly as you look down at his member still standing proud and tall.

"Come here" he coos, grabbing both your arms to wrap around his neck, picking you up by the thighs and placing you just above his hip.

"Are you ready, darling?"he asks you once more, you kiss him, easing his worries and reach your hand down to grab his shaft.

Rubbing it between your folds, moans leaving both of your mouths when you finally push it in. Resting upon one another as you awaited for the stretch to feel good.

"You can move" you whisper into his ear, he kisses your jaw, pushing further in you, hips flush against yours.

He grabbed at your hips, one of his hands on the wall behind you, helping you slide against him.

Moaning against his head, clenching around him as he fastens his movements, pounding into you, almost as good as he did in bed, making you dumb.

"I love you" he exhales, kissing you once more, fingers pushing your hair behind your ear.

"I love you too" you whisper back, fingernails scratching at his back, as you continuously clenched around him.

"I'm so close" you moaned.

"Me too"

Your core felt like fire, the familiar sensation just reaching when you heard him grunt in your ear making you reach your speak, spasming around him as you both climaxed, both exhausted.

He pulled out, still holding you close and kissing your temple before setting you back down on the floor.

(End of smut scene)

"If this doesn't get you pregnant, then -" He laughs alone, you giggle, leaning back onto the wall.

"We, need to clean this up, before your members get here. Especially Jeonghan. If he sees this, he'll kill you" you joke, moving around Mingyu to grab your discarded clothes, throwing Mingyu's.

Once dressed, the two of you made sure to clean the entirety of the floor and the wall you two had touched before exiting the room and the building itself to go home.

"I worked, so hard today" he sighs, hand reaching down to grab yours, a smile on both of your faces.

Unknown to you, in all your happiness post sex, reporters had followed the two of you around as you headed to the café you two had first met at, you grabbing a tea and him an Americano, his favorite before making your way to your son's daycare to pick him up.

"Mama!" Your little boy said rushing to the gate reading to leave, tears prickling at his eyes, you coo at your sweet boy, hoisting up in your arms, greeting the teachers who informed you of the calm day that had been, Mingyu by your side with his hat and mask, fingers playing with the chubby cheeks of your kid.

"You want to come to papa?" Mingyu beamed happily as his tiny arms began flapping around trying to reach him.

The rest of the day was pretty simple, you sat on the rug entertaining Ha Ru, your eyes often lifting to admire your husband's back as he cooked dinner, something that had always impressed you about him. His cooking skills.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Ha Ru's mom. Ha Ru, bye!" The teacher bid her goodbye's, going completely ignored by the boy, too focused on his dad who played airplane with him.

The three of you now made your way home, unaware that you were still being followed.

The three of you eat in complete bliss with each other, taking little breaks between to each feed Ha Ru before both of your phones go crazy.

"What the hell..." you whisper, your best friend was calling you, a few messages loading the same time.

"It's (your friend's name), hold on a second, Gyu" you say, getting up from the table and heading towards the big window in the living room.

"Hello? What's up? It's not like you to call out of nowhere" you start, a little laugh at the end.

"It's out... Y/N, everyone knows!" she almost yells through the phone, you furrow your eyebrows, eyes going back to the dinner table, Mingyu on a call, eyes big as he stares back at you.

"They... know?" you ask still in shock.

"You made the news" she clears her throat, trying not to laugh at the end.

"I did? Me?" you joke back, Mingyu looks at you astonished at how you could even laugh in this situation.

"Turn on the tv" she simply says, hanging up the call.

You do as told, Mingyu standing up from his seat, picking up Ha Ru as he does before walking to the living room to watch the news as well.

And sure enough, the two of you are splattered all over the gossip news, and then a photo rolls of the two of you entering the daycare and leaving with Ha Ru.

"Well... I mean, at least we managed to hide it for 4 years, right?" you try to lighten the mood, his sigh is the only thing you hear.

"Are you mad?" you question confused.

"Of course I am... I didn't want the fans to know. Not like this" he huffs sitting down on the sofa with your son on his knee.

"I'll just do a VLive right now then. Get it over with"

"Wait! Do a written note first" you try to help. He nods standing up and leaving Ha Ru on the couch.

Everything gets written down, how you two met, how you started dating, the marriage, pregnancy, and the now. He even made sure to include some photos.

Pretty sweet if you had to give an opinion.

Overall the fans were hurt for not being included in such a big mark of his life, but nonetheless most of them were supportive and started calling Ha Ru the carat prince.

Cue Mingyu's teary eyes, as he hugged you, the immediate rise in views of the vlive, the tweets, calls and messages from family and friends and most importantly the fans making guesses and pols about the gender of the new baby carat.

You were introduced about a month later by Mingyu during a VLive in which he spoke about all things' family. Including you and your child.

He thanked the company and the members for the support but most importantly the fans for accepting him even after he went behind their backs.

Better were the news when in that same VLive you crashed in saying you were pregnant. Unaware that he was live.

It was hard, and it was long awaited. But everyone was happy to welcome your baby girl, who you named Sarang in honor of the love the fans had sent.

You had even opened a YouTube channel to showcase day to day life with your little family, a channel very loved by everyone.

Posted the 25th December 2022

The end :)

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Hello 🥰 just wanted to pop up and say how much I loved Mingyu’s recent one shot, it’s been a while since I’ve seen something this nice on this platform 🤍 I’m not sure if you’re open for requests but if possible can we get PT.2 of it please 🥹 we love family man Mingyu with some suggestive sprinkles ❤️‍🔥

Hiii!! Thank you so so much for the feedback 🖤🖤

I'll be sure to take ur request for that part 2 and try my best to upload it this week!!

And adding of course the little sprinkles of spice 🔥🔥