#//-One day Jae. You can have an interaction with Doctor Light

[bowsnbots]

—Oh look, it's his yearly reminder he should hold an interaction with Jae for more than 2 replies and never does—

[maliby]

Diagnosis: Love (Bonus ending) | Poly route

word count: 4.7k (HOW TF DID I WRITE SO MUCH I DON’T EVEN NEED BACKSTORY)

warning: filth, explicit language, explicit sex scene, unprotected sex, cum play(?), spanking, double sausage play (wink wonk)

summary: Y/N is the new nurse at NCT Hospital - the best hospital in the  country. She was expecting it to be a big step in her career, but 'Bad  Boy' Doctor Johnny Suh and 'Valentine' Pediatrician Jeong Jaehyun take  her by surprise.

The bicycle ride from your house to Jaehyun’s was a blur to you - the city lights blended together in streaks of color, faceless people passed you by and the vehicles all became big blocks of metal. Your mind was so focused on Jaehyun and this favour he asked of you that not even the chilly air of the night was being registered by your brain.

It had been well over a month since you’d had contact on a deeper level with either Jaehyun or Johnny. You’d seen them at the Hospital - despite your best efforts to avoid the areas you knew they would be at - but simply just smiled at each other; sometimes you would even say a ‘hello’ or wish them a good day, but that was it. It’s not that you minded having contact with them - it’s the exact opposite. You were scared you were going to cave. 

You thought about the two handsome doctors day and night. You reminisced about all the times you had spent together, all the sweet words you had whispered to each other, all the times you got lost in one another’s eyes and all the times they made you scream in pleasure - you missed them. You wished you could just pick one of them and get this torture over with but you couldn’t.

Just the thought of going to Jaehyun’s home alone at night was making you a little nervous. Yes, he would leave right away, and yes, you wouldn’t be spending time with him but at the same time, you were. It was one thing to see him in a hallway filled with people during work hours, it was a whole other thing to see him alone at night in his home. No matter how short your meeting would be, it could quickly evolve into something more. One soulful stare, one lingering touch, a whiff of his cologne, and you were sure you’d lose your whole willpower.

And what about just being in his house alone? Marinating for Lord knows how many hours in his whole existence? Thinking about all the moments you had spent with him there, imagining him going by his day, feeling his presence. How were you supposed to be there and remain strong?

You parked your bike on the rack right in front of his building and locked it, saving up the key in the little backpack you were carrying. When you turned, you couldn’t help but look up to his place, the light coming up from his living room making the little butterflies in your stomach flip up and down. 

You walked to the entrance and searched for the button that rang to his house, immediately pressing it. The door buzzed open and you walked in.

If the ride here went by in a blur, the one on the elevator felt like pure torture. With each floor you would get more nervous; it was like the mini you who was controlling your brain was looking straight out of your eyes to the changing numbers on the little screen and cranking up the ‘nervous’ button bit by bit. 

You couldn’t stand still. You kept on changing the leg you were leaning on and twirling the ends of your hair until the soft ding from the elevator caught your attention. You briefly checked yourself on the big mirror behind you, fixing any stray hairs, and left.

All the way up there, you had assumed you’d have a couple more seconds to mentally prepare yourself before you eventually knocked on the door and met with Jaehyun, but he took you by surprise when you noticed him smiling at you, door already open. 

“Hey,” he said with his deep honey voice, fully gaining your attention. Your eyes met with his longing ones and you felt your guard begin to crumble, but it wasn’t until he flashed you both of his dimples in a sweet smile that you felt your inner sirens go off.

“What’s up Jaehyun?” You decided to act casual about it, after all, it was the best way to kill the evident sexual and romantic tension between the two of you. Your whole approach, though, backfired when Jaehyun presented you with his damn seductive chuckle. You panicked, and in your state of inner panic, you acted rashly and practically ran inside his house, walking right past him.

“Where’s little Jisung?” You asked while you removed your sneakers, your heart now calming down a bit as you changed the subject.

“In his room, probably.”

“Probably?” What the hell did he mean by that? Didn’t he know where the boy he considered as his own son was? That wasn’t like him.

“Yeah, most definitely.”

Jaehyun was acting weird but you decided not to pry, you just wanted him to go tend to his affairs and give you room to breathe. 

“Alright,” you neatly placed your shoes right next to the door and got up, looking right at him, “you can go now. I’ll take good care of him, don’t worry.”

You expected him to give you his thanks, pick up his stuff and leave but Jaehyun stayed put, his eyes fixated on you. Your heart picked up his pace once again. This was exactly what you were fearing the most, he was taking advantage of the moments when you’d have to interact and he was starting to make you anxious. “Jaehyun?”

“I missed you,” he softly confessed, his hand seeking yours.

“Jae…”

He took one step further, the smell of the cologne you had gifted him for his birthday hitting you right in the face. 

“Didn’t you miss me?”

He took one more step and now you were practically touching, the heat emanating from his body caressing yours.

“Mmh?” 

His hand was now on your cheek and you couldn’t help but lean into his touch. God, you missed him so much. Would it be so bad if you just gave in one time? Just this once-

“Yes.”

He smiled.

“I think about you day and night,” he confessed, making your heart dance. “I think about your smell, your hair, your eyes, your smile...your lips,” his lips were now a hairsbreadth from yours, temptation giving its best to pull you in, “your sweet lips...God, I miss kissing you.” His other hand was now running up and down your side, sending shivers straight up your spine.

“Jaehyun…” you whispered into the microscopical space that separated you from him. 

“Y/N…”

You wished more than anything that he would close that fucking space between the two of you and take your lips. Was it so bad that you wanted to cave just once? Was it so bad that you wanted a fucking break from everything? You were so done thinking and deciding that, for once, you just wished someone would take the burden off of you and decide for you. 

“Can I kiss you?” He asked as he tenderly ran little circles with the tip of his nose on your cheekbone.

You didn’t answer, you simply closed the space between you too and kissed him. Your hands snaked around his neck, pulling him closer. You missed him so much. You wanted to tell him you also thought about him day and night. You wanted to tell him you thought about every little aspect that made him who he was and you thought about all the time you had spent together but you couldn’t. You couldn’t because you also thought about someone else, and that wouldn’t be fair to him, just like this kiss wasn’t.

“Jaehyun, I can’t do this. This isn’t fair to Johnny,” you reminded him, your inner voice cursing at yourself for breaking up the kiss.

“I was starting to think you had forgotten all about me,” Johnny’s voice sounded from the hall, making you question if you had imagined everything, but you hadn’t.

“Johnny?!”

“Dude, we agreed you would only come out after I gave you the signal,” Jaehyun told him, leaving you all kinds of confused.

“Yeah, and was I supposed to stay hidden while you fucked her?”

“I was not going to have sex with her, it was just a kiss,” Jaehyun defended himself, but not even you believed him. The way he was kissing you was anything but innocent.

“Excuse me, but can somebody tell me what the fuck is going on here?” You asked, getting back the attention of both men. “Didn’t you have an emergency at the hospital?” You asked Jaehyun before you turned to Johnny who was now standing right next to his friend. “And you? What the fuck are you doing here?”

“Ouch,” he commented, pouting at your question. “Don’t tell me you don’t want me here baby.”

“It’s not that, it’s just-”

Seeing your confusion Jaehyun stepped in, ready to clear everything up. “Y/N, there was actually no emergency. I’m sorry I lied.”

“No emergency?! So Jisung…?” You trailed off, trying to make sense of everything.

“He’s not here. Only us.”

“Why would you lie to me like that?” You raised your tone, the sting of the lie making you feel used. “Did you bring me here just to try to have sex with me?!”

“No, no, no, I swear it’s nothing like that,” he quickly defended himself, a worried look on his face. You knew Jaehyun wasn’t that type of guy, but things weren’t looking that great for him.

“We’re here to help you,” Johnny spoke, leaving you even more confused.

“Help me how?”

“Have you decided who you’re going to pick?” Johnny casually asked, leaving you a bit stunned at the bluntness of his question.

“No…”

“Then Jae and I have a proposition we’d like to make you.” For some reason, his smugness was making you uneasy.

“What proposition?”

Jaehyun noticed your defensive state and immediately intervened, his calm nature easing you down. “Well, me and Johnny have been talking a lot. Mostly we started by confiding in each other about our feelings for you, seeing as only he could understand what I was feeling and vice versa.”

You were glad he was telling you this. If there was one thing you were worried about with this whole ordeal was that you would damage their friendship, but seeing as they were so open and understanding about it took a big weight off of your shoulders.

“Then, one day, we went out for drinks and the conversation reverted back to you, as it always does.”

“Only this time, it got way more, should we say, personal,” Johnny said in a slightly suggestive tone. You knew right away what he was talking about and you couldn’t help but feel your cheeks heat up.

Sensing your defensive attitude from before was all gone Johnny took one step closer to you, his fingers running up the expanse of your arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps behind.

“We talked about our most hidden desires,” he briefly paused before he moved to your back and whispered next to your ear, “about you.”

You swallowed.

Heat radiated from your core, your thighs pressing up together. Did you want to know what dirty things they talked about doing to you? Of course you fucking did, but luckily Johnny told before you could ask.

“We came to the conclusion that we wouldn’t mind...sharing you.”

Everything stopped.

Did you just hear that right? Did they want to...share you? No, you must be dreaming. It can’t be true. “You want to...share me?”

Jaehyun came closer to you, locking you between him and Johnny. “Yes.”

“Didn’t you ever fantasize about having us both at the same time?” Johnny asked, his body now completely glued to yours. He placed both of his hands on your hips and pressed a light kiss on your neck, fueling your imagination.

In fact, you had fantasized about it innumerous times. How could you not when you were in love with two equally hot guys? It was inevitable. Sometimes you’d be fantasizing about one and the other would just pop in, and others you’d go straight for the both of them. 

“Yes,” you confessed as you backed into his body, his semi pressing right into your ass.

Johnny chuckled. “I knew it.”

“H-how would it work then?” You asked, lust overpowering you.

“However you want baby,” Jaehyun said, his body now also touching yours. “Whichever way you feel more comfortable, Johnny and I will be here for you.”

“Are you two gonna get with each other?” You asked. It was not that you minded, you really were just curious. Your question though seemed to amuse Johnny.

“Do you want us to?”

“Only if you want to.”

“We’ll just go with the flow, how about that baby?” Johnny asked, his breath fanning your neck as he ground he’s now hard cock into your ass.

“Mmm, sounds good to me.”

“Then what do you say honey,” Jaehyun’s lips were now a hair’s breadth from yours, perfectly mimicking his actions from before, “will you be ours?”

You didn’t give it much thought - you didn’t have to. This was the perfect solution for your dilemma and the fact alone that you didn’t have to break anyone’s heart was good enough for you and exactly what made you lean in and kiss Jaehyun.

The kiss was a desperate one, a mixture of lip-sucking and tongue-swirling, the occasional biting of your bottom lip, leaving you breathless. 

Meanwhile, Johnny and Jaehyun seemed to be working as a team - one was removing your jacket while the other was lifting up your shirt, exposing more of your skin to their touch. Jaehyun then broke the kiss to pull your shirt over your head while Johnny took that opportunity to unhook your bra, sliding the straps right off as soon as your arms were free.

“Look at these fucking boobs,” Johnny said from beside your ear as he palmed the both of them, like a rack putting them on display for the both of them. “They’re so beautiful,” he said while squeezing them together and jiggling them up and down.

Your cheeks were tinted red as you noticed the way Jaehyun’s eyes followed the movement of your bouncing tits, his teeth catching his bottom lip as prey. 

“Look at those perky nipples,” the Doctor in front of you leaned down until he was eye-level with your chest, his fingers causing you to hiss by flicking your sensitive buds. “They make me wanna suck on them…” His face got even closer to your breasts, his warm breath hardening your nipples even more, “would you like that baby?”

“Yes,” you breathed out, your voice sounding more desperate than you intended. 

Jaehyun smiled before he attached his mouth to one of your nipples, Johnny squeezing your boobs nice and firmly to present them as an offering to his friend. The paediatrician’s tongue softly swirled around your nipple to coat it in his saliva before he placed it in his mouth and sucked. The sensation was so good that you couldn’t help but bury the back of your head into Johnny’s chest, a moan escaping your lips.

The hands of the man behind you suddenly released your breasts - Jaehyun then taking advantage and groping them by himself - and travelled further down until they reached the hem of your jeans. One of his hands then went straight to your button and unbuttoned it, giving room for the other hand to slip under the jean fabric and palm your core, the middle finger directly above your clit pressing with a bit more force.

“Fuck, you’re completely soaked,” Johnny cursed. You knew he was very affected by your wetness because he pressed his erection with particular force into your ass, his breath faltering.

Johnny pulled down your jeans a bit, exposing your ass to his covered crotch, and collected the front of your panties between his thumb and index finger, creating a wedgie that applied a delicious amount of pressure to your pussy.

“Mmmh, Johnny,” you moaned as he sucked on your neck, working hard to leave a mark.

“I missed the way you moan my name,” he confessed while he placed his feet between yours, motioning you to open your legs. “I thought about it every fucking night while I was fisting up my cock.”

At this moment Jaehyun turned his attention to your neglected nipple, making you moan once again, “Jaehyun.” This action didn’t stop Johnny though, who continued to profess dirty thing in your ear.

“I thought about your tight little pussy wrapped around my cock.” He pulled your panties to the side and ran his middle finger up and down your folds before he whispered: “I bet you’re still as tight, aren’t you baby?”

“Yes, just for you.”

Johnny smiled. His finger travelled up and down one more time before it sunk right into your hole. “As tight as I remembered.”

“She’s a good little girl isn’t she?” Jaehyun’s head emerged from your breasts, your eyes immediately focusing on his spit covered lips, wishing the glistening substance was the one between your legs. One of his hands let go of your breast and travelled further down to your clit, joining Johnny in the pursuit for your orgasm.

“Fuck that feels so good,” you whined.

“Look at you sucking my fingers right in,” Johnny said after he added another one of his long digits inside of you.

Soon enough both of them picked up their paces - Jaehyun rubbing at your nub and Johnny finger fucking you. You were so starved of their touches that it didn’t take you long to reach your orgasm. In no time you were squirming and contorting, fresh new batches of your slick spilling right to their fingers.

“That’s it, baby, let it go for us,” Johnny cooed into your hair as you finished screaming incoherent sentences.

“I missed watching you cum,” Jaehyun confessed into your lips, lightly pecking you as you recovered your breath.

“And I miss watching you cum,” you sheepishly said as you pulled him closer by the hem of his pants. You then turned around and used your hand to do the same to Johnny, placing them side by side. You worked on unbuttoning Jaehyun’s pants as you tip-toed to deliver a sloppy kiss to Johnny’s lips. Once Jae’s cock was free you slowly dropped to your knees, your eyes never leaving Johnny’s, and pulled his sweats and underwear down, his cock hitting you right in the face.

“Look at these two big beautiful cocks, all for me.” You licked the tip of Johnny’s cock as you pumped Jaehyun’s, a string of grunts leaving their lips. You placed the taller man’s cock in your mouth and sucked, your eyes locked on the way he was observing you, his teeth biting his bottom lip so tight that you thought it might draw blood.

“That’s it, use that pretty little tongue of yours,” he said as you swirled your pink muscle around him, head bobbing up and down.

After a while, you switched cocks, giving more of your attention to the paediatrician. You gave him the exact same treatment you gave to Johnny: tongue swirling and head-bopping until he was using his hands to bury your head further down. 

Then, completely driven by lust, you took both cocks and pulled them in together, both leaky tips touching each other. You looked them both in the eye and placed both of their members in your mouth, stuffing it full.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking dirty baby,” Johnny said as he observed the way your tongue swirled around both him and his friend’s cock, clearly enjoying it.

“That feels so good,” Jaehyun moaned, leaning his head back as you played with their ball sack.

“Alright, enough of that,” Johnny pulled your head back by your hair, a string of saliva connecting both their cocks to your mouth. “I need to fuck your little cunt before I fucking explode.”

“I’ll go get the condoms.” Jaehyun turned to leave before you grabbed his leg, looking up at him with puppy-like eyes, “no. Do me raw.”

You didn’t need to say anything further, in a matter of seconds Johnny was picking you up off of the ground and carrying you bridal style to Jaehyun’s bedroom. Upon your arrival, he threw you on the bed and placed himself on top of you. He then removed your ruined underwear, along with the jeans and opened up your legs. When he had you just like he wanted, he grabbed his member and ran it up and down your folds a couple of times, collecting your slick before entering you.

You gasped. You had had the help of your loyal vibrator for the past month on the most lonely nights but it just wasn’t the same - you needed the real thing.

Before you noticed, Jaehyun was kneeling right beside your head and placing his dick near your mouth, the feeling of his cock on your skin taking you by surprise. You turned your head and placed him in your mouth, his cock still wet from your previous blow job.

“That’s it, my beautiful girl,” he praised, giving you a loving smile as he moved a lock of your hair out of the way. 

“Suck my co-” Jaehyun’s words were cut short when Johnny started moving inside of you, eliciting a deep moan from out of you.

“Fuck you feel so good,” the man between your legs said as he supported himself by the palm of his hands, his torso right above yours.

You couldn’t say anything, you could just moan, but you didn’t mind. You loved being like this, stuffed full in both of your holes. You wanted them to use you and make a mess out of you, filling you with both their cum. You craved for it.

Just like he was listening in on your inner thoughts Johnny picked up his pace, his hips slapping against yours in such a brutal pace you were sure you’d be sore tomorrow. “Baby I’m getting closer,” he confessed, the loose strands of his brown hair dangling back and forth as he banged into you.

You didn’t answer him, your mouth too busy pleasuring Jaehyun. Instead, you snaked your hand between your bodies and started playing with your clit, giving you the boost you needed to catch up with him.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking hot Y/N,” Johnny mumbled as he watched you play with yourself as his dick railed into you.

“Shit,” Jaehyun mumbled, “by the way she’s moaning into my dick I think she’s almost there.”

“You should feel how tightly she’s squeezing me right now, I can barely hold on- fuck,” Johnny cursed as you came around him, your walls contracting tightly around him. Jaehyun removed his cock from your mouth, giving your vocal cords the liberty to scream Hail Mary.

“Fuck Johnny,” you yelled as you clawed at his buffed up arms.

“Shit, I’m gonna-”

Johnny’s dick twitched inside of you and released his milky cum, filling you up like you so desperately wanted. He then fell right on top of you, his heavy body squishing you tight.

“Get off of her Suh, you’re gonna kill her with your weight,” Jaehyun said as he pushed Johnny off of you, his limp dick falling right off from you. His cum quickly started to leak from inside of you, making you close your legs tightly in an attempt to keep it in.

“Shut up Jeong,” Johnny protested from beside you, making you smile. “Are you okay Y/N?”

“I’m perfect,” you smiled at him before you turned to Jaehyun to deliver him that same smile, “I’m ready for round two.”

“Are you sure beautiful?” He said from above you, his dimples giving you all the energy you needed.

“Yes,” you pulled him by his arm so his face would get closer to yours. “I want you,” you assured him before you gave him a soft kiss.

“I want you too,” he smiled, “so much.”

“Then come and get me,” you winked at him before he placed a small kiss on your forehead and moved to the end of the bed.

“Come here baby,” Johnny whispered from beside you, patting his chest and signalling you to get on top of him. You did as he wished, getting between his long legs and sticking out your ass to Jaehyun, your head laying right on Johnny’s pecks.

“What a fucking sight,” Jaehyun said as he caressed your ass. Then he noticed a trail of cum running down your thigh, collected it with his finger and stuck it right inside you, “you’re gonna save every little drop of our cum inside your pretty pussy aren’t you?”

“Yes.” 

Because your ear was pressed into Johnny’s chest you could hear his heartbeat and by the way it just accelerated, you knew the idea of having both his and his friend’s cum inside of you excited him. You smiled.

Jaehyun didn’t waste any time - the poor man having been teased this whole time - he collected the mix of your arousal with Johnny’s cum with his cock and entered you, his name spilling right from your mouth, “oh Jaehyun.”

“Fuck, you’re so tight.”

“Jaehyun, fuck me,” you basically purred, making Johnny laugh.

“So fucking needy, aren’t you?” He grabbed you by your chin and pulled your face closer to his so he could give you a sloppy kiss.

“Yes. Oh, Fuc-”

Taking your request into consideration Jaehyun sprung into action. He didn’t waste any time, he gripped your hips and gradually picked up his pace, much to your taste. Meanwhile, Johnny slid himself a bit down (so his mouth would be at the same level as your chest) and started sucking at your sensitive nipples, adding that extra level of pleasure.

“Fuck, Jaehyun, just like that,” you said as his rhythm turned into an animalistic one.

You knew it wouldn’t be long before for you to be spiralling down in your orgasm, the way both of them were taking care of your body being almost too good to handle.

“I missed your fucking pussy so much. God, it feels so good,” he confessed before he spanked your ass, the sound of skin slapping on skin echoing in his room.

“Jaehyun…” you moaned into the air before Johnny reached for your clit, provoking your third orgasm of the night not long after, “shit, shit, shit.”

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” Jaehyun warned before he spilt inside you, your orgasm clearly triggering his.

“Fuck,” you cursed as Jaehyun removed himself from inside of you, only the mix of their cums left inside your clenching pussy.

“You did so well baby,” Johnny confessed to your chest, leaving small kisses here and there as you tried to regain your breath. He pulled you in closer and rolled you around so you were on your back. He then left a trail of small kisses from your chest right until your pubic bone, taking his time to observe the mess between your legs. 

“Come here Jae,” he instructed his best friend who was panting on the bed.

“Look at that pretty pussy filled with our cum,” Jaehyun said between breaths as he ran a finger between your folds.

“Can you show us all that’s inside baby?” Johnny asked, his finger tracing calming patterns on your thigh.

“Yeah.” You opened up your legs wider and let go of all their cum, the milky substance running down your folds and falling straight on Jaehyun’s bedspread.

“Fuck,” Jaehyun said.

“You’re such a good girl for us,” Johnny added, making you smile.

“I’m so glad we can just be together, I was so terrified that I had to break the heart of one of you…” You confessed, both of them immediately joining you in bed to shower you with hugs and kisses.

“Hey, hey, everything’s alright now. You’ve got us - the both of us - no matter what, okay?” Johnny said, softly kissing you on the lips.

“Yes beautiful, nothing else matters right now.”

“Good,” you said before you tried to gain the courage to tell them something more, something you’ve been wanting to say now for a long time. “Johnny? Jaehyun?”

“Yes?” They both said, their loving eyes fixated on you.

“I love you, the both of you,” you confessed while interchanging looks with them both, your heart beating like crazy.

“We love you too,” they said.

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This is it guys. Tbh I think this is the canon one for me, don’t mind my JohnJae biased ass 😂. Thank you for supporting me all the way through this series, hope you stick around for my future contente! Until next time,

Love,

Ana 💜

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[theworldofsisi]

Overdose Scene 1

It was midnight in Hannam Dong, South Korea. Five out of six members of Korean boy band B.A.P (short for Best Absolute Perfect), were standing crowded closely together in the recording studio of their dorm, with a laptop situated on a desk in front of them. On its screen was a” healthy weight” chart for men of their leader, Bang YongGuk’s, age and height.

The youngest of the band, Choi Jun-hong or “Zelo” as he was more commonly called, squinted at the tiny numbers on the laptop screen, trying to read past the older band-mate’s heads. “Does anyone actually know how tall YongGuk hyung is? I know he’s shorter than me, but..”

YoungJae, the fourth oldest and lead singer of the group, choked back a laugh. “Everyone here is shorter than you, Junhongie.”

Zelo sighed and rolled his eyes in mock irritation at his hyungs height joke. YoungJae wasn’t lying, however - at about 6'2, the seventeen-year-old was easily the tallest of the group. “I know that. What I was about to say is that we know he’s shorter than me but it’s not by too much. I would guess that he’s somewhere between 5'9 to 5'11”

HimChan, the visual and second oldest of the group, stepped towards the laptop and tapped his finger against the screen. “He’s 5'11. I know because he’s only a little bit taller than me.”

DaeHyun, who was standing directly in front of the laptop, moved his gaze to where HimChan was pointing. “So, according to the chart, if we can trust it, YongGuk-hyung should weigh at least 147 pounds at the minimum.”

JongUp, the main dancer and second youngest of the group, shook his head. “I don’t think that he weighs anywhere close that.”

Dae nodded in agreement. “You’re probably right. That’s why we want to know how much he weighs. I’m not saying that this chart is approved by a doctor, but what if it is? We can all tell that he’s losing weight, and let’s be honest. When was the last time any of us have actually seen him sit down and enjoy a meal?”

Dae glanced around the room at the other members, waiting for one of them to answer his question. No one did. “Exactly. That’s why we’re doing this, so we can make sure that we can make sure that he’s not losing too much weight.”

Zelo looked nervously towards the door to the recording studio as if he were afraid that they were being spied on. “How do we get him to agree to this without making him suspicious?”

“Well, we’ve done it before, just for fun, haven’t we? This time isn’t any different as long as we act like its the same as before.” YoungJae explained though he sounded like he wasn’t confident in what he was saying. “I don’t like lying to Yonggukie, but I don’t think he’d do it if he knew that it’s because we’re worried.”

HimChan sighed sadly. “He’s stubborn like that. He doesn’t want us to worry, but when it’s obvious that something is wrong, how can we not?”

Youngjae stared at the rest of the group thoughtfully. “What if we’re overreacting and he’s perfectly fine? He won’t appreciate us meddling when there really is nothing to be concerned with.”

DaeHyun glanced at him in irritation. “Weren’t you the one who just said that we’re doing this because we’re worried? Why are you overthinking it now?”

“I..” Jae swallowed before looking down at the floor, avoiding everyone else’s gazes. “I’m worried that there is something wrong with YongGuk.. something that we can’t help him fix.”

Him gestured impatiently for his dongsaeng to continue. “What is it, Mr. Brains?”

“YongGuk… is depressed. I think he has been for a long time. He doesn’t want us to see it, and I think he even tries to hide it, but you don’t have to be a genius to see and understand the signs.” Jae muttered quietly.

JongUp leaned against the wall and closed his eyes. “Yeah. We all realized that… after what happened last year.” Jong opened his eyes and glanced at Zelo apologetically, knowing that the youngest member hated it when they brought up their leader’s attempt at suicide.

“Do you remember what happened not long before that?” Dae questioned as his mind wandered back to finding their leader near death in the very same recording studio that they were standing in at that moment.

“His grandfather had just passed away.. while he was here with us working on promotions for Power,” Zelo said in a voice barely above a whisper. “I remember when he got the news… he locked himself in our room until he had to get ready for the funeral. None of us could get inside.”

Dae nodded. “Exactly. His grandpa was like a father to him - he was practically raised by him. Yongguk was.. heart broken. I’d only seen him cry once or twice before, but never like that.”

“The director made him come home right after the funeral because we had a concert that day. Our fans could tell that something was wrong because he wasn’t interacting with the crowd. He kept forgetting his parts because he couldn’t focus on the performance. The fans sent him comforting messages on SNS, and normally they would have made him feel better, but they didn’t help.” JongUp muttered in a low monotone.

Youngjae, took his cue to rejoin the conversation when no one said anything for a tense few seconds. “I’m not saying that we didn’t already know that there was something wrong with him. What I meant is it’s something that he wants to deal with on his own - I don’t know if we can help him through it by forcing him to confront it. I think he needs more time.”

“But, if he’s not taking care of himself, how long will he be able to keep going before he gets sick? We need to at least convince him that he needs to eat, regardless if he doesn’t want to. We may not be able to help his mind, but we can help keep him from destroying his body.” Dae argued gently. He understood Jae’s point but knew that his argument was sound.

“You’ve both made your points. There’s no sense in arguing about it now - it’s getting late and I’m afraid that YongGuk will wake up soon. He has a hard time staying asleep sometimes - he wakes up about this time to take sleep medication. We’ll worry about the weigh in later.” Himchan said dismissively to his dongsaengs and then pointed towards the door to the recording studio. “Let’s get some sleep.” And with that, the five members filed out of the recording studio. Himchan was last to go. He cut the light off and watched as darkness fell over the room that harbored some of the band’s darkest memories.

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Love is in the Air Chapter 17

Jared Padalecki x Reader AU

1100 Words

Story Summary: :Jared is a Flight Attendant, one of the best in the country. Y/N is one of the hottest Hollywood stars. Both intensely attracted to each other, but prejudices get in the way. Can Jared get past his idea of how Y/N should be? Can Y/N show Jared that she’s not the normal actress, but one who is shy and down to Earth, giving them a chance at love? 

Catch Up Here: Masterpost

Jared forced his way into the ambulance, sitting off to the side while the eMT’s cut away your shirt, getting to the bullet wound. You were feeling woozy, your stomach on fire, and you wanted nothing more than to reach over and hold onto Jared’s hands. But the EMT’s were in the way, and Jared could do nothing but keep his gaze on you.

“Ma’am, we’re going to need you to lay down,” the female attendant pleaded with you, gently pushing on your shoulder. “We need to stop the bleeding.”

You wanted to fight. You didn’t want to lay down, because then you wouldn’t be able to see Jared. But you were weak, your body falling gently back with the gentle pushing against your shoulder. “Y/N, don’t fight it,” Jared spoke softly. “I’ll be right here.”

You could feel your eyes growing heavy, your limbs unwilling to move. The attendant placed a mask over your face, her freckled face and cat eye glasses the last thing you saw.

“I know sir,” you heard as you slowly moved away from the darkness. “I understand that this is putting stress on everyone. But I’m needed here.”

Slowly parting your eyes open, you closed them again, the fluorescent light too bright against your eyes. Giving it a minute, you opened them again as Jared continued talking. “Mr. Bradley, I’m not going to leave her, so count this as my resignation.”

“Jar?” You mumbled, your mouth dry, your tongue swollen.

“You’re awake!” He exclaimed, sitting down beside you, taking your hand in his.

“Water.”

He reached over, picking up a plastic cup, positioning the straw so it was between your chapped lips. The simple room temperature water tasted like liquid gold, and you would have finished the entire cup full if Jared hadn’t pulled it away when a nurse came walking in.

“How are you feeling Miss Y/L/N?” She asked, flipping through your chart.

“Foggy, sore, like I have a huge hole in my stomach.”

“You were very lucky,” the nurse told you as she checked your vitals. “If that bullet had been a couple inches higher you would have died. But even with this wound, we had to take you in for surgery. You had lost quite a bit of blood. But we haven’t seen any signs of infection.”

“When can I leave?” You asked her, but she just chuckled.

“It’s going to be a couple of days,” she answered. “The doctor will come by to see you soon, but I just suggest that you relax and get some more sleep.”

With that, she turned to leave, stopping with the door part way open. “And you young man,” she said, pointing towards Jared. “Don’t you dare tire her out.”

“I won’t, I promise,” he answered. Seeming satisfied, she left the room, and you faced Jared. He was dressed in the same clothes he had been when you had seen him last. His face was scruffy, his eyes red and tired.

“Jared, have you stayed here all this time?”

“I didn’t want to leave you,” he admitted.

“And what was that phone conversation about?”

He sighed, rubbing his hand along his growing beard, his eyes downcast, his shoulders slumped. “I called and told my boss I wouldn’t be able to work for a while. That I wanted to be with you. Even missed my last shift. He didn’t take it very well, so I quit.”

“You quit? But you really liked that job!” You exclaimed, wincing as your body protested the slightest movement. Your face pale, you leaned back, trying to calm down a little.

“I’ll go get the nurse for some pain medication,” he started to say, but you shook your head.

“No, not yet. I want to hear more about this,” you insisted. “Jared, please don’t say you quit your job because of me.”

“Not totally,” he answered. “I just realized that my priorities are starting to change. With the scare with my dad, and this….I realized that I didn’t want to be flying around the world every week. I want to be around, and this just cemented that fact.”

“Any idea what you’ll do?”

“I have some money saved up, so I don’t have to rush into anything. But right now I just want to be here for you.”

Reaching over, you tugged on the lapel of his shirt, pulling him down until he got the message. Moving down lower, he gently pressed his lips to yours, as if he was afraid you would break underneath him.

His hand still beside your head, his hazel eyes stared down at you, full of emotion. “Jared,” you spoke up, amazed at how much you already loved this man.

“Yeah?”

“Once they finally release me from here, let’s get away. Just you and me, a week somewhere relaxing.”

“What about your movie?”

“I’ll talk to the producer, but I’m sure the Doctor’s going to want me to rest for at least a couple of weeks. So we’ll be good.”

“I’d like nothing more,” he answered, kissing you once more before the door opened and the Doctor walked in.

You spent the next twenty minutes talking to the Doctor, telling him how you were feeling. Listening to the rules you would have to follow in the coming weeks. Promising him that you wouldn’t overdue it, and to stay away from work for at least three weeks.

“If you follow all of these rules, and your vitals look good, we’ll let you go in three days,” he told you before leaving the room.

You found yourself yawning, the small interactions with everyone tiring you out more than you wanted to admit. “Jared, promise me that you’ll go home, get a shower and some sleep. I’ll be fine.”

“An hour. Tops!” He answered, his lips ghosting over your skin before he left the room, glancing back at you one more time. With the room quiet, you found yourself easily drifting back to sleep, your aching body grateful for the numbness the darkness provided.

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Sick Days

[Part Three in Series]

Kang Younghyun (Brian, Young K)

Cute/fluff

A/N: this was suppose to be part three but I accidentally posted it before part two and I'm too lazy to change it. I know it's just one word but oh well... Hahaha good you guys like it 😄

My nose was so stuffy and runny I was always getting up to clear my nose. My headache was worse and when I coughed, I felt like my vocal chords were gonna fly out at some point. I had a pulsing pain in the top of the brigde of my nose and my ears felt like there was something in them. I was sick to say the least and weak. I hated it more than anything because both Day6 and Got7 had projects coming up and I was leaving all the work to JB and Younghyun.

"God, they probably hate me." I groaned in sniffles as I made my way to my small kitchen. The buzzing of the five heaters followed me to the sink. I had been trying to sweat the virus out for the past few days but it didn't seem to be working.

I put some water on to boil as I cleared my nose and grabbed some hand lotion from beside the sink. My nose had become so dried from the constant tissue that I needed do moisturize it a lot. I leaned back against the counter, feeling a little faint and regretting denying Wonpil's offer to spend the night so he could help me. I felt bad making him stay but I really needed someone at the moment. I was too weak to get up and make myself food or get my medicine.

The door suddenly rang, causing me to jump from my snoozing off. Oh god, that would have been dangerous.

"Going." I hoarsly called out as I made my way to the door. I was in my long BTS' Tata pijamas with matching Chim Chim slippers, my hair was in a really messy bun with portions of strands definitely not being held up, and my glasses with spluttered with water and sweat. I looked like a mess, not even a hot mess, just a mess but I was tired and I wasn't expecting anyone although I secretly hoped it was Wonpil or Jae with food.

I opened the door. I only looked at Younghyun for a split second. His smile growing before I shut the door. Panic and embarrassment kicked in as he knocked again. "Hey! Let me in! I brought food and medicine!"

"Ah Younghyun hold on!" I called back depsite the pain in my throat. I'm a mess! Quickily I ran to my guest bathroom and fixed my hair, spraying water on my face to look less like a mess.

"Come on, I can't wait forever!" He called.

I took my glasses off and made my way towards him. "Ah going going." I sputtered as I opened the door. He smiled down at me before giving me a confused smirk. "You didn't have to fix yourself for me." He teased walking in and slipping out of his shoes.

"Ah shut up, I would have done it if it was the other boys too." I retorted before coughing my lungs out into my shirt.

"Hey, hey come here." He grabbed my arm as he pulled me closer and dropped the bag on the counter. "Younghyun I'm okay." I smiled.

"You're dying and you refused to have Wonpil help. So now I have to be here." That sounded a little rude considering I didn't ask him to be here.

"Ah no." I pulled away from him as the water on my stove began to boil. "I didn't ask you to come Younghyun." My voice was hoarse from both sickness and a bit of sadness. I didn't want him to he there if he felt like it was a chore. "You can leave if you want." I murmured turning away from him and grabbing a mug to make my tea. I really wanted do cry. I was sick and a few days from my period, I was sensitive to practically everything at the moment.

The steam from the boiled water hit my nose right in the spot. It honestly felt so good to my face.

"Someone has to take care of you. Wonpil went to help Sungjin with the songs and Jae went to Dowoon's to practice some more." Younghyun said.

"Wait, aren't you suppose to be working on the songs? I'll be okay if you really need to be somewhere else." I quickly let him know, depsite the fact that I was growing exhausted and heavy. These few minutes of interaction had taken a lot out of me. I turned to him but it must have been too quick because dizziness suddnely flooded my head.

"Woah." I held onto the counter as my legs began to give out on me. Nausea took over and I found myself faint.

"Woah!" Younghyun grabbed me before I completely hit the ground and picked me up into his arms. I turned away from him just in case as he carried me to the living room. "You'll be okay. I'll take care of you." He whispered as he placed me on the couch. I didn't fight it. I was honestly so sick at this point.

He dissapeared for a few minutes and I grabbed the controller, turning on the TV to Netflix. I put on the first show on my 'continue to watch' list just for the ambiance. I needed some noise or this lone time with Younghyun would kill me.

I heard Younghyun rustle about the kitchen and my room before he showed up with a blanket over his arm, the bag of food he brought, and my tea.

I sat up slightly, leaning against the arm of the sofa as I grabbed the mug. He placed the food beside my computer and took his coat off before starting to unpack things from the bag. All these he did in silence and I found myself staring at him. Everything was about a him was beautiful, specially focus in his face as he read the labels of the pill bottle. He mumbled the side effects to himself and narrowed his eyebrows after 'trouble sleeping'.

"Maybe I should buy a different brand." He said turning to me, but I shook my head. "No. It's alright, I can't sleep anyways." I told him.

He stood up abruptly from his seat and moved to my side, the back of his hand already against my forehead. "That's because you have a fever. Aish! You have so many heaters on." He walked up to the heater in the living room and unplugged it.

"Wait, Younghyun I'm trying to sweat out the cold." I whined as he went around the apartment unplugging the rest.

He returned to my side, kneeling down and grabbing the pills. "Let me worry about you, okay. Once the fever is gone, we can take care of the cold, but the fever is what made you nauseas." He looked so sure that I didn't argue back but grimaced and took the pills.

"You sound just like my mom." I puffed.

He smiled softly pulling the blanket up to my waist and tucking in the sides around my feet. "Your mom sounds like a smart woman. I should meet her one day."

I almost choked on the hot tea as I coughed into my shirt. Meeting the parents wasn't something friends did. The light coughing turning into my throat almost tearing itself apart and Younghyun freaking out from the raspy hoarse noise that came out of my mouth. "Maybe I should take you to the doctors!" He already had his coat on and. My keys in one hand but I placed the mug on the coffee table and shook my head.

"Younghyun it's okay... I-I'm okay." My voice came out hoarse.

"That doesn't sound okay. You can barely even talk." He really did seem worried.

"Please Younghyun." My voice couldn't go higher than a whisper. "I-I'll be okay. Just lay down with me." I whined softly, holding my hands up from him to come hug me or something.

For the first few seconds, his eyes widened and he drooped my keys on the ground. It took me a few seconds to realize why he was so surprised. I had just told him to lay down with me and although every cell in my body was burning in embarrassment I didn't back down unless he told me no. With a low sigh, his eyes softened and he smiled gently. "You're going to be the death of me." He whispered taking his coat off again and throwing it on the small loveseat.

He, then, grabbed a pillow and layed it against the sofa arm beside me as he grabbed my hand and pulled me to my feet. He layed down first grabbing the blanket and covering himself before opening his arms to show me where i would lay. "Come on, some body heat well be good for you."

His words were enough to send my heart in a frenzy and for some reason that caused my headache to grow. Ugh feeling sick and in love was honestly the worst. I slipped in, snuggling against his chest as he wrapped his hands around my waist. My shirt lifted up a bit and he pressed his hand down, coming in contact with my skin. It sent a shiver down my spine as I grabbed his shirt and I was engulfed in his sweet apricot scent and warmth. Already I could feel myself getting better and I didn't want to leave his side at all.

When he started rubbing my back up and down, I felt the sleepiness cave in me. "Younghyun, I'm tired." I whispered, snuggling against his chest a little more. He responded by tangling his legs with mine and pulling me closer to his body to the point where I can practically hear his heart beat beginning to pick up. "Sleep." He began to him his song I Will Wait and slowly I began to doze off. His soft voice and the heat radiating from his body were honestly the perfect lulluby.

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Review Book 3 The Sun is also a Star by Nicola Yoon

“Stars are important," I say, laughing.

"Sure, but why not more poems about the sun? The sun is also a star, and it's our most important one. That alone should be worth a poem or two.”

Romantic and adorable, with a perfect balance of heart-wrenching moments. Endlessly hopeful yet still grounded in reality. Pretty much everything I want from a YA contemporary. First off, I absolutely love the cover, which also made me pick up this book.  This book is a love story, it is very much about what exactly love is and how love happens. And just delving into the scepticism behind falling in love. It takes place in a very short period of time, like a day. The Point of View is from Natasha and Daniel. They both live in New York City. Natasha and her family are about to be deported, it’s very upsetting and Natasha is pissed because she has lived in NYC since she was 8 or 9 years old. She’s using her last day in the USA to again try and stop this deportation from happening.  Daniel, whose parents are Korean immigrants but he is an American citizen, and on the same day he has an interview scheduled for Yale. And he’s not sure he wants to go to Yale to become a doctor.  

“We have big, beautiful brains. We invent things that fly. Fly. We write poetry. You probably hate poetry, but it’s hard to argue with ‘Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate’ in terms of sheer beauty. We are capable of big lives. A big history. Why settle? Why choose the practical thing, the mundane thing? We are born to dream and make the things we dream about.” – Daniel

“People just want to believe. Otherwise they would have to admit that life is just a random series of good and bad things that happen until one day you die.” –Natasha

Daniel and Natasha meet. Natasha is trying to scientifically prove the concept of love, because of her scepticism. And the whole scientific love experiment ends up working. I love Daniel’s endless optimism and love for poetry.

But what I really loved about this book is that between the chapters, there are chapters about people that they’ve interacted with randomly, point of views. To see how everyone affects everyone on a day to day basis. Because everyone has something going on that effects everything around them, it was really nice to read. Also some chapters were just explanations about things Natasha or Daniel talked about, like the history of black hairstyles, or the concept of Fate. They added so much to the story.There was one chapter in Daniel’s POV: Reasons I think Charles Jae Won Bae, aka Charlie, is an Asshole (in no particular order). And the next side chapter is about Charles, a Future History and the first line is; “Daniel is right about Charles. He’s an asshole through and through. And the side chapter is the writer’s point of view.

I love Natasha and Daniel’s conversations, because they are so different but their beliefs just kind of merge together. Natasha is talking about Dark Matter , the force that holds us all together and Daniel is just like “Dark matter is love. It's the attracting force.”

And I was really, really hoping that Natasha wouldn’t get deported but I think it made the book all the more meaningful and effective, to see that after that amount of years these two people find each other on a plane and when they look at each other it’s just like before.

I also loved the quotes that are in there, because they are so beautiful. And the way some of Daniel’s chapters start, like it’s a paper headline: Resigned Local Takes Westbound 7 Train to Childhood’s End.

The book just has such a strong optimistic message about love. There are so many love stories that are amazing and great but you don’t get that feeling, that reassurance that love can last a life time. In this world we live in, it’s full of divorce and scepticism. And people who don’t believe in love, like Natasha, that love fades. This book is just such a beacon of light. It just so admittedly illustrates that you’re wrong. It does exist and it’s rare to find it. But if you do find it, it’s wonderful.

“People make mistakes all the time. Small ones, like you get in the wrong checkout line. The one with the lady with a hundred coupons and a checkbook. Sometimes you make medium-sized ones. You go to medical school instead of pursuing you passion. Sometimes you make big ones. You give up.”

This book is amazing and I rate it 10/10.