#;/ fuck yerin I said what I said

[aajjks]

TPOL!JK

“WHAT THE FUCK MAN!!”

“OH MY GOD!!”

“jungkook quit it!!!”

it’s safe to say that your bachelorette party has been officially ruined by none other than your soon to be husband. jorja is shocked by jungkook’s sudden appearance and outburst at the male dancers, your friends, and especially you.

when you hear your friends begging for jungkook to stop, your drunken self comes to and attempts to get jungkook off of the dancers but he just pushes you aside and keeps punching him until his knuckles split. “what the hell is going on?!” shouts the security guard who finally breaks up the fight and kicks jungkook out of the club but not without dragging you along with him.

“what the hell is wrong with you?! jungkook stop!” you say trying to get out of his grip and from afar you hear yerin shouting at jungkook for once again ruining your night.

she rushes up to you and grabs your other arm trying to snatch you back from jungkook who is still seething.

“you are such an insecure asshole!!” she yells at him. “you can never let y/n be great and live her life. doesn’t this feel like deja vu, y/n? because it does to me! this is exactly what happened when he called you a whore and wouldn’t let you just have fun. SHE’S NOT SOME FUCKING MAID WHO TAKES CARE OF YOUR SON WHEN YOU DON’T FEEL LIKE IT!!”

jorja and alina catch up with you all when they hear yerin shouting and although they don’t agree with what she’s saying, jorja does notice the toxicity of jungkook’s possessive aura. what was once cute has become dangerous in her eyes as she understands just why yerin hates his guts so much.

it was fun, everything was fun. girls have fun and so do men, hell, they took jungkook to a strip club so why is he so against you getting a dance too?

he’s a hypocrite, that’s why.

a possessive, insecure, and toxic hypocrite.

“guys it’s okay” you say and yerin is now pissed off at you. “AND YOU ALWAYS ALLOW IT!! you always allow him to treat you like this!! you know what? fuck you, y/n!”

“y-yerin!!!”

and now you’ve lost your friendship.

He doesn’t regret a thing. But his anger is only bubbling up more. Why does he have to walk around eggshells with you- especially whenever yerin is around. “NO YOU DONT UNDERSTAND! ESPECIALLY YOU YERİN.” He hates how she’s ALWAYS in your business.

He’s never ever interfered in her relationship with yugyeom who’s his best friend, how can she pretend to be a saint when he knows VERY WELL that she’s not. “ of course you’re going to walk away from her when you’ve poisoned her fucking brain.” Jungkook screams back.

He’s sure that he’s ruined his impression in front of your friends, but this was too much- sure he went to the strip club with his friends, but did he let anyone touch him? No.

SO WHY SHOULD YOU? AND WHY SHOULD HE BE EXPECTED TO NOT REACT? “Yn she’s guilt tripping you! NO ONE IS PERFECT THIS WORLD, AND I KNOW I’M NOT- BUT I AM TIRED OF HER TREATING ME LIKE I’M SOME CRAZY BASTARD!” That is really frustrating, “yn no you’re going to want to leave me because of her! HOW DID YOU EXPECT ME TO REACT WHEN I SAW THAT VIDEO ON HER INSTAGRAM?” He says, blinking. How does he make you understand?

And why is she bringing up your past?

And why is she talking about his son? That is your personal business and he won’t allow anyone to interfere in his business. “Shut the fuck up. How dare you talk about my son like that? Do you honestly think that I think of the love of my life as a maid for him?! Wow yn.”

Do you even have the idea what she just said? Do you even know how much weight it holds?

And now he’s almost crying. He knows damn well he’s not perfect but he’s tired. “ I am tired of her judging me. I am tired of everything.” He lets go of your hand.

Your friends are watching, you don’t know what to say.

But he knows what to say.

“And if you also think that I’m too much and too insecure… and if you cannot respect my wishes, or that you’re a maid for Jaemin? You don’t have to be anymore- I’m done.” Jungkook lets his tears fall.

[shutupheathersorryheatherr]

"You don't know my name, do you? Will you ever?"

Summery: beomgyu keeps his promises--he walks you from and sometimes to work, hangs out there with you. its all very comfortable and usual for the both of you. he even orders the same thing every time he comes in: your wonderful hot chocolate you make him. noting is new, its all been done before a thousand times between the two of you. why? you and Beomgyu have been friends for ever. that's great. You and him have also become a sort of... intertwined. more than just being together; youve grown together. also great. but what happens when you do something out of the ordinary? or rather, maybe the two of you stop keeping your promises and let the feelings youve pushed down so hard you feel like youre about to combust bubble up? also great.

a/n: long hair gyuuuuuu based on 'you don’t know my name'!!!!! its one of my favorite (if not my singular favorite) song by her. and besides... come on y'all, its beomgyu so I had to lol. yerin and I talked about this during he 300 subs special (even though SHE doesn't seem to remember it lmao) so here I am holding up my end of the deal and making my fic based on this song. if you liked it please leave some love such as commenting and or reblogging!

warnings/info: slow burn I guess, kissing, reader and Beomgyu go to a party, mentions of people fucking, Beomgyu gets in an extremely heated argument with a complete stranger at said party, I feel like I ranted a bit too much with the fic, a little poem-ish at times I think, reader and gyu are scared to go into uncharted territory with thier friendship, lots and lots and lots of talk of reader and beomgyu needing to control themselves around each other, cursing, beomgyu being sweet and them slow dancing cause that's a warning in itself, one joke about beomgyu and reader fucking? idk its not said explicitly tho this was way too self indulgent I apologize, friends to lovers, reader is gn.

~this is simply a piece of fiction. my imagination onto "paper." this is in now way meant to be taken as an actual or real representation of anyone~

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A sharp, wind chime sounding ping makes you spring out of your thoughts to look at the door. Your smile. Huh right on the dot. Your eyes are met with the handsome fetures of your most frequent customer: beomgyu. Hair touching the nape of his neck and eyes bright as ever despite the mugginess outside. though its not all bad-- it makes him remember how one time last winter on your usual walk-from-your-work-with-him, he had stood behind you and wrapped you in his coat, bringing you flush with his clothed chest. it was oversized on him and noting, he thinks, could have prepared him for how you melted into him.

you noticed his wandering eyes and raise you voice to snap him out of it.

“why do you look like that?” you ask. it’s slow at work right now and you say that because you don’t want him to notice your heart pounding. You know if you don’t distract him he’ll do so. He pays enough attention and knows you all too well to hide it. “oh I dunno I just went for a run. No! It’s because it’s raining buckets out there!” “Yeah YOU running? That didn’t sound right” his mouth hangs open a little "um excuse you." he puffs his chest out. "I-I run." the way he's shaking his head while speaking gives him away if you already didn't know him so well. maybe a little too well. but, you tried not to think about that too much. how you

“I’ll have the hot chocolate” he says, although you know what would fall out of his lips just the Same as last time, and the time before that. And many roles before. You know how he likes it (extra sweet. “Just like you” he says. Before you squeeze you nose) but seriously you don’t think you’ve ever known someone who liked such a sugary thing. It nearly tasting like straight candy

“not many people order hot chocolate in the summer. You sure you want that?” “Yeah, it’s a comforting drink ya know.” Something he always used to drink as a kid. Before he met you. Before he didn’t have to watch what he said around someone like you because of half giddy and half eyes to the floor bashfulness he’ll feel if he slips up and gets a little too flirty. Says something a little too strong to you. Not that you’d mind. No, not at all. But he doesn’t need to know you feel that way.

"Yeah but with everything?" you ask, still making it but wondering anyways. He leans further in, putting his hands on the table. "How come you're just asking me this now? we've been doing this for such a long time and now is when it pops into your mind that it's weird to have it with breakfast, lunch, and dinner?" you roll your eyes at him. but really, you weren't annoyed at all. the truth was you awaited the never-the-same times he'd come in and order that same, warm and comforting drink. (it depend on his classes, and or what he had to do inbetween) It had gotten on the point where one of the other workers there would tap your shoulder and let you know that he was there when you didn't notice.

"your guy is here." one of the workers there would tell you. In a moment of weakness, beomgyu would pop into your mind and your eyes would go wide as you looked for him. "he's not my guy." you'd try and cover your tracks but with the knowing smile on your work friends face as they walked away, you knew it wasn't any use.

"we've been doing this forever." his words rung in your ears. he was right. you had been. you'd both been seeing each other so much and resisting the bubbling urge to kiss the shit out of each other. You'd been inching dangerously close to him, but never as close as you really wanted and craved, the warmth of his heart ghosting your skin... forever. he'd been avoiding your gaze-- the one that made him feel like all the four seasons were swirling up inside him and somehow all their wonder landing in you, seeping out in all the little things you did... forever. To be honestly, neither of you knew how long you could keep this up.

but here you are, thinking of and loving noting more than seeing his eyes fill with excitement as you hand him the mug. he cups it with both his hands even though it isn't cold inside so it wasn't like he needed to warm his hands. "You know, you should just keep your own mug here." you comment. he looks up at you, about to take a sip and obviously not very happy you interrupted his almost-bliss. though, in his mind, it wasn't that different-- no, it could not compare to the feeling he got around you. "Or maybe I should just bring one with me." he jokes, lips pursing to blow the steam off the surface of the delicious smelling drink. "Yeah," you nod, "and bring a plate while you're at it-- you know what," you lean on the counter in front of him, knuckles going under your chin and fingertips folded enough to touch the beginning of your palm. And he'd rather not look at you through the fog emanating from the porcelain mug so he puts it down, leaning in for dramatic effect. "Better yet, take it with you when you leave so I don't have to wash it!" you eyes go wide and you throw your hands up like you just had the best idea of the century-- better than sliced bread.

he puts a hand to his chest, leans back with his mouth hung wide open, and then gets up with his hands to his head pulling at his hair like he just had an epiphany. you laugh freely as he walks around in a circle. once he's back at the counter he slams his hands down on the edge of it and looks all serious. "You've got it, y/n! this is gonna make history!" he exclaims. You take a bow just for kicks and when you come back up his expression has suddenly changed. its gone much... softer, a smile is tugging at his lips and he can't help it but to let it free once he sees your smiling face again... smiling because of him, too. because of the joy you two make together. its unmatched, really. His fingertips feel flushed like his face, and aren't holding on so tightly to the cold metal edge of the counter. he's leaning in now, for what reason he doesn't really know. damn, he wants and fucking needs to be closer to you. he feels it in his core.

Then, he makes the mistake of looking into your eyes and in an instant you send him on a whirlwind. usually he distracts himself and looks at something else but he just couldn't bring himself to this time. He wants to set up an easel and capture your entire expression right here but your eyes... your eyes he's sure made his plan he's trying to stick to of not getting caught in your gaze. or, better yet, not getting caught gazing at you. but, for someone he knows so well and for so long, it wasn't easy. because, every time you speak, every time he looks at you, every time he even thinks of you, his mind starts to cloud with all the goodness he sees inside you. every inch of your mind he knows and all the other filled up spaced he wants to adventure into.

How could he stop his mind from getting tied up in the wonder of a human that was you? He sure couldn't, and nobody in their right mind would be able to. He snaps himself out of his thinking before you can think to do it yourself. Lord knows if you caught him spacing out at a time like this you'd give him one of your infamous smacks on the ears and he'd shriek so loud out of surprise people outside would hear him. "You're making me waste valuable time on drinking this." he chuckled, holding a finger up to you to signal: one minute, as he takes a few big gulps. he puts the cup down and leans back.

"one of your best, y/n." he complements.

you raise an eyebrow. "Oh? so there's a hierarchy and competition for best of y/ns hot chocolate now? if I would've known I would've made it look all cute." you said, getting back to work behind the counter. the place was pretty dead at the moment but there was still a few things needing tone done. "Come to think of it, I should deduct points for not putting a cinnamon heart on the surface." he wonders aloud. "Oh so just a heart would suffice? noting else?" you ask him. "well why not?" he nearly giggles, "Thought you loved me." You simply smile and roll your eyes at him, not really having the opurtunity to have any type of conversation like that here. although you wanted to. and it didn't really have to go the way you intended it. but if he-- or the both of you for that matter, were gonna go there, then you might as well and a full on sit down talk about it. again not that you didn't want to at all-- in fact, you'd thought about how it'd go down plenty more times then truly necessary. And what better place to have it in than where you two had met?

maybe it was just you making excuses for yourself; for putting it off just one more day. one more week. one more month. or basically one more eternity of longing stares and cut of sentences where, you wanna say more but ultimately fail to. the conversation now seemingly over, he shrugs and finishes his drink.

He stays and orders another extra extra sweet, practically caffeinated, slap you in the face to jolt you into operating at top speed crack drink that was his or your signature hot chocolate. this is a habit of his-- one he'd likely have to break soon if this floating feeling of his keeps up and un-in check. but a habit the both of you cherish-- where he comes in and stays until you have to leave. most of the time you don't even get to talk much. but the comfort that comes right along with your presence around each other makes up for it. thats another habit with the two of you: just being in the same room and doing different things. it was pure comfort just being around each other. maybe looking over and smiling at the other or striking up a conversation that could last a minute or the rest of time he was there or in other situations, the rest of time you'd were together-- however long you both wanted it, really. and it was never awkward, either. the silence never aching.

that's how it was when you first started walking back to your respective places after your shift. another habit of his, one you hope, along with the others, would never die. him staying for a while, talking a bit... or a lot with you, then walking together. usually it was him walking you home but others it'd just be whatever you two wanted that day. His hands are shoved in the pockets of his acid washed jeans when you look over at him.

"Did you grow or something?" you question.

"maybe you shrunk, hm?" he countered.

you narrowed your eyes at him. he turns to you and does the same. "Very adult of you." You scoff. "You started--" then, realizing that continuing to say was he was going to wasn't going to help his case in the slightest. It barely falls silent for a second before he, in a moment of either weakness or some extreme courage he doesnt know, he slows down a little, gently puts his hands onto your waist, finger finding place scrunched in your shirt, and stills you. though, with the rapid beating of your heart you didn't need any help to do so. He gently moves you to the inside of the sidewalk. he doesn't know why. it's kinda stupid really. he doesn't even have a reason expect that's how you two are usually walking. but it isn't ever really intentional. Usually he just gets out the door of the diner first and you follow soon after. but he liked it that way. it felt warm and comfortable.

he clears his throat. "So, you were saying?" you look back up at him, not too stunned to speak or anything just....thinking. time still in its frozen capsule like it was a moment ago with his hands on your waist. "I feel like you've grown." you say simply, verbally shrugging. he takes a look at his own arms as if that would give him an idea as to what you're talking about. "I know you haven't but," you sigh, unsure of where you're even going with this, "I dunno you seem different." the both of you are still facing forward, not having looked at each other since a minute ago. "Is that a good thing or a bed thing?" You smile. "good. definitely good." "that's good that it's good." he laughs.

"oh piss off!" You chuckle at him, shaking you head. a second later you don't hear his steps anymore and turn around to see him saying "gladly." and start to walk in the other direction. You yell at him to get his ass back here and he turns on his heel, trotting back to you with a smile on his face, eyes hidden by his hair as he looks down. "But yeah," you say once he's back to walking beside you, "You've defiantly grown. not in height, but how you are as a person now." he hums. "I guess I can see that. you have too, you know?" you quirk and eyebrow.

"like--" he takes a breath, "You've grown... not like you act completely different now, but you've just--" you get what he's trying to say. "Blossomed?" He nods, but before he can start talking again you're already opening your mouth. "So have you. Not like you weren't someone I wanted to spend a lot of time with when were first met but you've grown into this person who-who has so much depth to them. like sure, you look a little different and youve changed your hair countless times, but I think you've bloomed in a way. And I love that you have; that you've made yourself out to be who you are right now." he purses his lips together.

"hey, it's not all me, ya know? Ive only been able to grow the way you said I have because I've got you by my side. actually, no, more than that, I've got you coaching me and trying to help. And have you taken a look In the mirror? its not just me that's grown internally since we've both met. I feel like... You're more you know than you were before. or at least not as afraid to show who you are." "that's cause I have you cheering me on, beom." he smiles at the nickname, something you've had for him forever. just like how you've been learning each other inside and out forever. But he also smiles at himself. he was your personal hype man, as you'd say, wasn't he? "And im really proud of you for flourishing like you have." he says. "Im proud of us." you counter, "for both becoming more than we were before."

all that was missing was two glasses to toast. "Yeah, and we're achieving that together, too. we have been forever. and I know that's why its unfolding so beautifully-- it takes the two of us to pull something so great off like that." you try not to get all fluttery inside by the prospect of him thinking that you're "great." cause there isn't much to it, really. plain and simple. he thinks you're great... or the journey youve taken with him so far is great or whatever... it should stop there for you. but that's the thing: with him, it never does.

It kinda hits the both of you right in the face at that moment. and you realize all you need to know about how the other person feels the same way when your caught looking at each other and saying more or less the same thing of: "wow, I think our lives are intwined now and I love that."

as the minutes go on, you both talk about some of the ways youve seen this with each other-- growing internally as youve both said. You bring up something, then him, it goes on like this until you both have a realization. "...But seriously, though." you cause, "Im glad that we're like this." "Im happy we can be like this too. and to be honest, I don't just want to be a better person, I wanna be a better person with you." he quickly cocks his head to the side, almost like he was punctuating his sentence. "I was just about to say that! I like growing with you. it's amazing. and you make me want to be better. not in a competitive way though. I just wanna move along with life with you next to me."

He puts a hand to his chest, hopping it would distract him from how fast his heart was beating. It had the opposite affect, though, drawing his attention to it under his palm. "Im glad youve been in my life for so long." he says, wondering jut how far he was going to take all this confessing how wonderful it was to have you by his side. wouldn't this make more of an impact on he both of you than just making you smile? or was he making it more than it was? he probably was to be honest; friends tell each other how much they value each other all the time. just... probably the ones who's heart feels like its about to lift him up and fly him away to the moon, stay away from it.

"And I am glad we're in each others lives to often that we can brighten each others days whenever the other needs it." he nods in agreement, not trusting himself to talk more because he'll surely say all that he thinks of you... and us. the rest of the walk is spent back in the comfortable, fireplace like silence like the first couple minutes of it. Once you get to your front door and your back is turned, he draws in a breath. "It is wonderful to have you in my life, y/n. I don't think you can understand how great it is and how much I love it." you're about to swing open your door but you turn around to look in the eye. "Me too. I love how it feels to have you by my side." you really wish you had something more to say but it seems like its enough for him. cause a second later and he's nearly skipping away from your door. You shake you head at him and go inside.

He scratches the back of his neck, thinking entirely too much about what you had said to him. There was a thousand ways you could have meant hit but for some reason he only wanted to think of it as one. the one where you actually secretly wanted to kiss him every time you hugged goodbye. One where you'd invite him into your place for hot chocolate and he'd stay, and long, long while; only really going back to his home for clothes cause fuck, if he had you like that he wouldn't dream of letting you go or leaving you for as long as he could.

God, It was almost uncanny how, you knew what to call him, but his name? that was something else entirely it felt like now.HIs own name had come to be you. that was how much you were written on his heart; written like law on stone. so engraved in his mind that he felt like you were with him all his life... except with this it was more like someone who knew him his entire life but suddenly stoped paying attention for a very important mile marker, then suddenly started up paying attention again, completely glossing over something that was so important to him. Like his name: but now youve replaced it with your own an the wasn't mad about it. and you didn't know, did you? would you ever know his name?

and, in the middle of all his swirling like a hurricane that brought peace instead of distruction, he wondered if you were ever feeling the same thing. did you think of him the way he thought of you?

He knew everything about you, as did you, he, you thought as you slipped off your shoes at the door. But you figured that, since friends need to be honest as much as they can, that wasn't entirely true. cute there was this one, not so small thing youve never shared with him. something that was such a big part of you it might as well be your name. The way you felt when he was near, when you thought of him, fuck, even when someone mentioned him. at this point, him-- and feeling this was about him was such a bug thing that it had become a part of you. he had become a part of you. and just like a name it was something you wanted and needed to tell the whole world. including him.

but there was the problem, you couldn't just scream it out for everyone to hear. that's why youve been waiting. Even though it was takin g a long time for him to figure out that big giant part of you that thad become as second nature as a name. Beomgyu was smart, but apparently he was stupid when it came to this. but seriously, with all the slip ups youve been having recently, you're starting to wonder if he's deliberately not understanding you and your feelings. Like is he that dense or does he just not want you?

You shoot him a message none the less; telling him to text when he got home unless you'll start to worry.

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The next time you talk was on the phone on your way to work. He likes to walk you there, too. but today just happened to be one of those days where it couldn't happen. But you missed his presence on the street that reminded you of the talk you had yesterday so the next best thing was to call him. "Hey, it's the server from the diner." You say. "yeah, I know." It was a throwback to when he'd given his number to the place so he could get a free delivery. Though he was hoping you'd pick up on it and call him. and you did. you were the one who had to call to let him know his order had arrived and was currently getting cold outside his door. you had ended the call with him apologizing profusely.

One thing lead to another and you made a follow up call on how the food tasted. you heard him smiling from the other end of the phone as he says, "great as always." You barely thought he would even pick up so you didn't know what to say after that. "especially the hot chocolate." he aded then. And now you're the one smiling uncontrollably. After a few minutes on the phone that day your heart is leaping with excitement. so the next time he comes in, you talk with each other more freely. and now you had his number so when he doesn't come in for a few days you remembered mustering up the courage to text him. "I really wanted to come over there. hot chocolate would probably help cure whatever I have." you felt stupid. duh of course he was just sick, why were you so worried?

within the hour, hot chocolate was delivered to his door free of cost.

and that's when the friendship began; with him texting you an entire paragraph just to say thanks for the gesture and you two talking back and forth, heart seemingly on the edge of its seat, about hot chocolate and hot drinks in general.

"You know... our manager is always telling us to use water," you repeat now what you said all that time ago, "But I always use milk and cream for you." He's snapped back to the present, with you on the other end of the phone, wind whipping in the mic. "aww you really do care, don't cha?" he laughs, smug smile gracing his lips.he can practically hear you roll your eyes from the other end of the phone. "your welcome." you drawled. "I sincerely thank you for your sacrifice of cream and milk." he said, and it sounds like a joke, but still he's smiling in gratitude none the less. youre about to joke about how he needs to repay you... somehow. but he beats you to it. though... with the way he starts off, it doesn't sound like fully a joke. but just enough of one where he knows you'll listen.

"And as a formal expression of my forever debt to you, I invite you to attend a party with me." You figured you'd play along, his tone not serious enough for you to spend the brain power to actually think of an answer. "yeah, sure, Beom." It was about as real to you as the both of you staying completely quiet during a movie so you played along. at least, you thought you were playing. beomgyu puts his speaker of his phone up to his mouth, nearly making your ears bleed as he yells into it: "no take backs!" then promptly hangs up.

you roll your eyes at him, a little concerned for future you and him but cracking up none the less. The surprised expression on your face when he comes by later to quote "take the both of you shopping for the party the next day." was so priceless he wished he had whipped out his phone quick enough. "I keep my promises." he reminds you as he sits down at his usual bar stool. And he sure does, like the one he's been keeping, weighing on his heart for so long he feels like its going to crack it n a million pieces impossible to pick up, about just how much he feels for you. he made that promise to you to stick by you as friends for as long as you'd have him there long enough to be forgotten. but now him. he remembers it like it was yesterday and he intends to keep his word, especially to you. who knows which way it would take you if he didn't. and the last thing he needs is for you two to be torn apart.

he slumps on the counter and gives you puppy dog eyes. you sigh "No one told me you were serious. that was coercion; I did not understand the phrasing of the question, therefore--" oh, you wanted court of law? he'd give you court of law. "uh uh" he wriggles his finger in your face. "was this under a false pretense? maybe. but did that initially give you the right to call back and or ask further questions? yes. so for that reason youre guilty!" he slams an imaginary gavel down on the white counter. you turn around to take a breath. he kicks his feat. "come on, y/n! I think it'll be fun. and if not then we'll leave right away and go to my place to watch tv. and we'll get a cute outfit out of it either way!" you think about it for a moment. "I need deodorant anyways!"

well it is important not to have a stench.....

he can tell youre thinking about it and he perks up at the sight of your wheels turning behind your eyes. it was one of this favorite things-- watching you think, weigh your options and all. It wasn't like you completely didn't want to go. there was a part of you, one that was soon going to get bigger youre sure. but a part of you right now none the less. so what was stopping you? you wanted to be close to him. you loved being close to him and that meant doing things together. but in an environment like this.... it might pose a problem to lips kept tightly shut and secrets you held behind your back.

You take one last look at him, and if it's a regular response between friends or in a slip up you don't know, but you agree. he nearly jumps up out of his seat in celebration. Why did he suggest this? who knows. was this a good idea? who. the fuck. knows. maybe because he wanted to do something with you. but it was probably something more than that it the back of his mind that made him call you and ask. but he knows full well what almost happened the last time you two went to a party together. a bunch of "aww youre so cute together!" made it seem all a little too real after a while and as the night went on with him eventually stopping himself from telling the truth to these people and him getting seemingly eaten from the inside when he stopped just reviling in the fantasy and remembered that no, youre not together. The night ended somehow with you two coming dangerously close to kissing.

maybe he really just wanted to spend time with you; a sort of do-over. he could control himself this time. or maybe that's what it was... he wanted to test the waters again-- challenge himself and see if he really could have self control. or maybe, just maybe, in the back of his mind he wanted to test the waters another way. maybe he wanted to know if it'd happen again. of course he wouldn't do anything about it; he wanted to keep his promise to you but something felt like it was knocking at the back of his mind.

once your shift is done, he's got a spring in his step as he opens the door for the both of you and bouncing on his heels with a smile on his face telling you to hurry up. and no, you don't just go shopping for deodorant... but instead spend two full hours shopping around. two full hours that consisted of trying on clothes and the both of you having to bite your tongues. because fucking hell, why'd he have to have such a good style? you perk up as he steps out the dressing room for the third time, already preparing yourself for you heart seemingly about to beat out of your chest. "what do you think?" "I think..." his face sinks.... "oh--" he pouts, "no no! it looks great! its just, its white."

he quirks and eyebrow at you. "I have eyes, ya know? I did pick it out." he reminds you, nose and mouth scrunching up in that classic Beomgyu disgusted face. "spillage." you simply say. his eyebrows got up into his hairline. "youre right." the next out fit he comes out with, a little more spillage proof, is what he decides on. he takes another look in the mirror, sighing. "you really think it looks good?" he questions. "I have eyes, ya know?" you echo him. he spins around into the dressing room, away from you as quickly as possible so you didn't have to see the smile on his face and the rosy tint to his cheeks.

When it comes to you and picking out your outfits, while youre walking ahead of him to the dressing rooms, he closes his eyes, leaning his head against the wall so he can think for a moment. or... more stop himself form thinking so much than anything. he knows what he's getting himself into. but How you reacted each time he'd first appear out the dressing rooms door with that wistful glassy look in your eyes, almost like you yourself were trying to stop your gears turning.... Times like that gave him hope that maybe yeah, you felt the same way about him as he did you. because just for a short moment he saw the same look in his eyes that they had on him now; trying so hard to stop thinking about you. you, you, you, you.

"I think a round of applause is in order!" you say.-- twenty minutes in. twenty minutes of him bouncing his leg. twenty minutes of you hiding the way his complements make you feel. twenty minutes of the second you shut the door behind you him screaming internally into his palms and twenty minutes of you doing the same. he smiles at you when you come out. "I know. we have good taste." his cheeks seem to be nearly kissing at his lashes as he smiles and he's driving you crazy. "We do, don't we?" you take another look in the mirror.

"You really think it's--" Youre starting to stress over if the outfit really is worth the buy. you like it a lot. but now youre starting to wonder if its a little too little here or too much there and-- "I have eyes, don't I?" he repeats, you turn around and lock eyes with him for just a second too long not to do anything to the both of your heart rates.

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fast forward to the next night and youre swinging your door open to see him turned the other way. he spins around as soon as he hears the door. You press your lips together and he unconsciously mimics you. "you look really beautiful!" he beams. he's just being your personal hype man as always, and youre not afraid to say that you love it. "Aw you look really beautiful too."

the words slipped past both of your lips like water through fingers. though, unlike water, the words were thick, with feelings long left in the dark hiding behind them. "Oh? so just beautiful? not really--" You step out toward him, closing the door behind you, making you step just a little bit too close to him than usual. "really really beautiful." you clarified. and this time, he doesn't move his head. "thank you." he whispers, voice softer than his hair. and the both of you are unable to move from your doorstep-- frozen in time and space, with the only thing moving being your rapid heart beats and rising chests.

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he looks at you beside him and can feel your gears turning inside your head, a sight he so badly wants to get lost in but knows he can't. realizing it'd be bad enough with the gorgeous outfit you were wearing and how he was sure at least someone was going to try and hit on you... he'd rather not start getting himself tangled with you now. but he can't seem to move his neck any other way than craned to his left to look at you.

its was just.... as much as he wants an needs to kiss you so badly.... your so Important to him, he thinks as he lags behind a bit, watching you walk ahead. and your friendship is so important to him that they never want to break it, even if that meant shutting his mouth and staying further away, cause in the end that's really what he wanted: to be and stay friends with you. the reason he stayed never has been and never will be just about what he felt for you. your friendship will always be the most important thing to him and heeds never want to jeopardize that and loose you. he'd rather your friendship stay strong than anything.

Your turn around, beckoning him to come closer. he skips to you, so happy you don't know what to do with yourself. "You know--" "no, I don't. I was hoping you'd tell me." you scoff. "I was going to say that im glad you invited me. Im ready to go be extroverts together now and experience all the bad smells and all the loud noises a party has to offer." he laughs, but he knows youre half serious. and he's fully serious when he says he's happy you came.

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the noise thumps in your ears, nearing making them ring. the lights are dimmer than you thought needed but it-- along with noise and people constantly bumping into each other, sufficed in making the atmosphere very party-like. cause well, it was a party after all. He follows you, both trying to scout out where the kitchen was. you'd planned to stick together, tighter than you did last time, tighter than when the both of you were bombarded with people asking you about each other, and stick together you did.

even when you two went upstairs, trying to find the bathroom, and stumbled upon a couple people fucking and practically biting each others faces off in the room you thought was the bathroom. Beomgyu shuts the door immediately, any longer and you'd both be traumatized. "get your own room!" you hear from behind the heavy door." He looks at you and you back at him before bursting into laughter. "I mean, did you want to orrrr?" you phrase it as a joke, and though he thinks he hears something in the back of your tone, he only rolls his eyes at you. though his brows go up higher than youve ever seen.

The second he's done in the bathroom you lead in downstairs to where the music was the loudest. "I heard it too." he pants, "I was trying to hurry up." you really couldn't believe they were playing this here. it was almost too perfect, you thought. with his body so close to yours, dancing and enjoying the song you both liked. And suddenly, it didn't feel like you were in a crowded room. and for a moment all you could see, and feel, and smell, was him. him and his fingers now reaching for yours, spinning you around, laughing without a care in the world. like it didnt matter that your heart was about to beat out of your chest, making you float on the floor you were dancing on.

Everyone else-- the entire room was blurred. It was just you, and him. him, and you. just as it should be. this didn't happen all the time-- rather, you didn't let it happen all the time. but when it did... you swore youve never felt anything so natural. so--so right and beautiful. You smile and ease him into a dip, now youre both laughing. when he comes up, somehow both his hands ended up in yours and now he's pulled flush against your body. he feels like you both are taking up so much and too little space at the same time--like the whole floor is yours and yours only. he swallows thickly, neither of you making a move to step away. you know it sounds stupid but for a second you can feel as life your hearts are beating as one. and for a seance he feels like maybe this is really real. that it won't end any second and that he isn't having another day dream about slow dancing with you in one of your living rooms; all comfy and--

"I have to go get some water." you say so low that only he hears over the music. you really shouldnt let it goony further than this. at least not here. and as much as you wanted to keep ignoring everyone around you cause with him, were they even there in the first place? you knew you shouldn't, couldn't keep it up for much longer cause being this close to him only made you wanna kiss the shit out of him. "y-youre not--" you look at the next to no gap between you still, hands still closes around each others tightly. you blink to free yourself from the perfect daze youre caught in. the song was barely even slow enough to slow dance to. what you you doing? "moving? I know." and before he could even ask if you to stay longer, youre already pushing yourself off his chest and out of his grasp.

"You sure you don't want me to just go with you?" he nearly stumbles after you. "beom, its just for a second." You whip around to face him, arms crossed defensibly. "but a lot can happen in a second." yeah, I can see that, you say to yourself, thinking about just a moment before where dancing to a song you both liked turned quickly into something that was going to make you stumble. beom, the name echoed in his mind over and over until it flowed into his heart where all the other times youve laughed or called him by that nickname laid. "listen I know youre just trying to uphold our agreement, but seriously, im fine."

he knows he's probably being too worried for you, but he just can't. epically after you'd done that. with your hands clasping his against his chest. god, he never wanted it to end. little did he know neither did you. you did actually need water, being so close to him like that had a track record of making your throat go dry and fingers go numb. it also had a track record of making you get lost in his glazed over eyes. you find a cup and rinse in out before anything cause who knew where its been. a moment later youre about to refill your cup when you hear the unmistakable sound of Beomgyus shriek. followed by someone yelling at him.

oh god what did he get himself into now?

You run to where you last saw him and, finding him not there you rush to where you saw a few people gathered by the stairs. those people who were now making way for beomgyu flying down them. someone hot with anger and hot on his tale. Your brows furrowed as he zooms past you. "im sorry!" you hear him say, "I probably shouldn't have gotten involved but it looked like a pretty heated argument!" oh god? that was what this was about? "Yah!" the person yells behind him. "that's why you shouldve stayed out of it!" then and Beomgyu are both on opposite ends of the sofa, both waiting for the other to make a move. when the person inches right, beomgyu tips to the left. when beomgyu goes the other way, the person follows his movements.

two of the three people move off the sofa to get out the way. god, he really was fucked, wasn't he? you didn't know what to do, really. you left for five minutes and here he was getting screamed profanities at by some random person. You wanted to help, but as beomgyu brings up to the person how the person they were talking with looked hurt, and how they themself looked hurt as well, you leaned against the door frame and just watched.

it was another one of these situations, huh? they didn't look mad enough to really do much of a number on him anyways, and youd step in to stop them any minute now if beomgyu doesn't leave the argument first. And step in a minute later after beomgyu and the person going back and forth tore you apart from the inside out to one, see him so worried like this, and two, hearing them yell next to you with the loud ass music was starting to make your ears bleed you didn't need to do after all. Beomgyu was backing up with his hands in front of him defensively. it didn't feel like you needed to collect him or keep him out of trouble or anything cause he was intentionally trying to start a fight, but you could tell no one was going to get anywhere with this. or at least beomgyu wasn't going to get what he was looking for from the person. So you figured it best to tell it that you two should leave. you grab him by the shoulders and lead him out the door. you were kinda done with the party anyways, having been there quite enough time already.

"im sorry! I ruined our night, didn't I?" he begs. "but they were saying some pretty shitty things about someone and it looked like it was about to turn physical." he practically pleads with you as the night air nips at whatever wasn't covered on you. you stay silent the whole way back to you place. "What have I told you?" you tell more than ask sternly once he's plopped down on his sofa. he hands his head low. "Not to get in the middle of other peoples problems..." he echoes what you say every time something like this happens-- he thinks he can be be everyones knight In shinning armor, protecter and helper to all by getting himself involved. it usually doesn't have such... strong repercussions. most of the time its when he hers whispers of someone talking about their troubles with someone else and he tries to console them. which is fine on its own, but then comes the part where he's getting all caught up in it and he's getting hurt along with them.

and as much as you are shaking your head and rolling your eyes at the situation he got himself into... you purse your lips and try not to catch his eyes from across the sofa. you lean back. "But im not surprised. And it's not because you never learn or that youre stupid or anything, ok? so don't even go there. but that's just who you are, how youve always been since I met you-- caring so much for people, even people you don't know that you'll end up like this trying to help them sometimes. that's one of the things about you that haven't changed one bit since I've met you." he inches closer as if you hear you better, legs folded criss cross on the cushions and hands on his knees.

"don't make me out to be such a hero." he shakes his head. and this time you move a little closer. "Not saying you are just," you pause, knowing what you want to say but wondering if this really was the right time for it. It felt right in your bones and besides when were you going to get another chance like this one? when just a bit ago his hands fit perfectly in yours and you could feel his raging heartbeat under your palms? It was now or never, right? but really, you werent too sure you'd be able to stop yourself now. you might've been in too deep, but with him, never over your head. "just, youre the kindest person ive ever met. n' I just worry you'll get hurt more than youve already gotten in the past-- like youve gotten in the past when you get invested like this."

youre breathing all heavy for some reason, and he's getting that same glassy look in his eyes as earlier in the night. it reminds you of a sugar honey glaze on sweet fruit or a dessert and you can't help but stare int them. "glad to see you care." he shrugs. only his lips move thankfully just in your field of vision, eyes staying locked on yours. "I thought you knew I did. he's unconsciously leaning forward to you, his body following the magnetic pull that was you. though he's only following what seemed natural. "Thought you knew that I did?" you put your face in your palm, elbow balanced on your knee. "Yeah, but..." he trails off, the both of you now impossibly close.

and closer, and closer, and closer until your lips join in a searing kiss. you both sigh in relief into it, having waited so, so long. now your heart was really beating out of your chest, your fingertips no longer numb but boiling with feeling. his hands go from his knees to your hands, grasping them firmly, but gently just like you did to him at the party. he felt like he was floating, like he was suddenly sitting on a cloud and wasn't afraid of falling. god, he's wanted this for so long; for fucking ever. how could he stop now? you pull apart, and now youre thinking how in the world you felt out this long. ".... now the way I want you to." he continues, "not the way I do." you smile, leaning in again to kiss him. it was meant to be a quick peck, but instead it turned into you leaning your body into his and his hands on your arms, running up and down them, making you sink further into him and the seat in warmth.

Now, for a second time, you pull away. "Does that help answering how much I care?" he's smiling like a mad man at your words. "so I guess I didn't ruin our night?" he says, more to get his Brian working properly more than anything. "The opposite. I wanted to leave with you anyways." and now he's nearly jumping out of his seat to to do a little happy dance. he couldnt help it, though. especially when you were pulling him back in by his shirt balls dup in your fist and smashing your lips together.

when you pull apart though, instead of smiling in each others faces, the both of you shoot up. oh god... oh god! what did you just do? it wasn't suppose to go like this, he thinks as you rush to put your shoes on at the door. No words were exchanged between the two of you, though. except: "Hey... I--" "no no!" you say a little too loudly, "no, its fine. we don't ever need to speak of this again, sound good?" his lips form a line at your words. he shoots you a thumbs up. "...yeah." it wasn't what he wanted, that's of for user. but what other choice did he have? didn't look like you were ready for it to happen, so my default, now he wasn't either.

it wasn't like you two avoided each other at all costs in the week after the incident. no, not at all. you were friends above anything and everything, and such close friends that being like that to each other would've killed the both of you. and it wasnt like you were mad at each other... but now the silence on your walks together felt.... uncomfortable; unnatural and weird. like you needed to fill it with pointless talking to distract you from how there was this... air in the midst of you two-- like you knew what the other wanted, craved and needed but were too scared to do something about it.

that's why he knew he had to do something about it. so here he was, barging into the diner you worked past closing time. You quickly run to the door to unlock it for him. not like you were doing anything better anyways, watching the raindrops slide down one of the many windows as you wiped down each table. he was later than he usually was, but it looked like he was here for more than just to pick you up. the look in his eyes said it all. You turn around as soon as you pull the door open for him. "we're closed, Beom." the nickname slipped off your tongue so easily it was like you had forgotten the incident the week before, and how you promised yourself you'd back away even more than you had to keep it from happening again.

it wasn't like you didnt want it to. god was it the opposite. it was just... new, and scary. you knew that wasn't the best excuse but it was all you had. he was, in a way all you had. You didn't really know what moving along that road would mean. you knew it'd be good. but again, it was new and scary.

"I can't loose you." he pants behind you. for once he it was raining and for once he did run here. he spreads his arms wide, his long hair dripping on his shoulders. "And I can't-- I can't believe we let this come between us. and I don't want to let the wedge be driven any further." when you still don't respond, back still turned he gets more desperate, running a worried hand through his hair. "Come on, y/n! we're best friends!" you slam your towel down on the counter. "yeah, well maybe that's why this should've never fuckin happened." your words make the room go silent. you didn't yell it, you didnt exclaim it, you basically whispered it, but it boomed like a bomb going off none the less.

he was too important-- your relationship, whatever it may be, was too important to let go; you knew that. he knew that. he didnt say a word, realizing that he might say something to make the situation worse. he knew he was staying after hours, then again, it reminded him of how it would be between the two of you a week ago when you'd still talk the same. he'd come in, you'd make him the best hot chocolate he'd ever tasted next to his moms, and then he'd sit at the same bar stool and you'd talk for hours, barely making a move to actually go home. but eventually, after helping you with cleaning, he'd walk you home.

but for watts its worth, neither of you wanted to go back to those times, even after everything quite liking how the experience of the incident felt. You invite him to go to your place to talk it out some more. having the same idea, he agrees readily.

"I haven't been completely honest with you." you say, youve been talking for a little over a hour now, somehow slipping into how it was about a week ago along the way back to your place, and you don't think youve felt something so good-- so reliving, in a very long time. "I haven't been telling the whole truth either." no other words are uttered between the two of you, opting to lean ever so frustratingly and tantalizingly slow into each other,. his hand coming to rest on your thigh, folded underneath you at the knee on his sofa. you place your hand on top of his has your lips connect, a long awaited satisfied sigh is breathed into each others face, the air tickling you. youre rubbing circles on the back of his hand as his mind races. it was a kiss you poured all your feelings into. one where you spilled into it how you needed him with you so so so bad. how you wanted him beside you even more than he already was. how you were sorry it took you so long, and how you couldn't wait to keep being beside each other. you could feel him pour all that and more into his side of it and you reviled in the feeling, settling into it like it was second nature.

you blink a couple times when you pull apart, glad that you took your talk someplace else now. and well, I guess the both of you know now. youve now pulled out of the dark that beautiful little thing you two were hiding.

Now you both know just that one more, not so little thing you needed-- what was on each of your hearts the most.

~end~

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Old Friends Come Back

So this is an epilogue piece for the University Secrets series. I was just having some fun with this piece. Uh, there's some cheating and a little rough sex involved. Please enjoy.

Length 2.5K

Umji X Mreader

Previous Part

It had been seven years since you had all graduated from the university. The group, for the most part, had gone its separate ways. Beyond your graduation, you and SinB had stuck together and gotten married. Yerin was always around, too, being your friend as well as an outlet for sexual frustration. You and SinB would often have her over for a threesome, though sometimes it would just be sessions between you and her. From what you had heard, the others had gotten married too, and it would be the first time you'd see them since graduation. You, SinB, and Yerin chatted as you prepared for the reunion. "Do you think we'll see the others? It's been so long, and I want to see them again."

"I'd really rather just stay in than go to this reunion."

"Don't be like that. Come on, SinB, tell him."

"It’s going to be fun; we'll get to see all our old classmates," SinB said as she attached her earrings. "Besides, Yerin's right. What if we do see the others?"

"SinB, it's not like we can exactly talk about what we did during our years there. They're married now, remember?"

"Spoilsport." Yerin retorted, sticking her tongue out at you. 

"SinB, remind me to punish Yerin next time."

"I'll write it down. What punishment?"

"Bondage and the sex machine"

"Hey! No, I just stuck my tongue out at you."

"Let's vote on it then. All in favor?" You and SinB both raise your hands. "The Yeas have it."

"This is totally unfair! You always side with him, SinB."

"I do not; it's only when he wants to punish you."

"Fine, but can I at least choose the size of the dildo? The last one made my ass sore."

"SinB?"

"Denied; I get to choose."

"You heard the lady, Yerin." Yerin audibly groans and throws herself on your bed.

"Not fair at all." 

"Is everyone ready?" The ladies give you a nod, and the three of you leave your home to drive to the campus. Bright lights adorn the entry bridge. The large concrete slab with the name of your university is lit up. As you drive in, SinB and Yerin point to all the things that have changed and the spots where they had strong memories. You follow the sign telling you where to park and eventually find a parking spot in the crowded lot. "Looks like a lot of people came."

"More of a chance that they came then!" Yerin shouted as she got out of the car and stretched. 

"I still wouldn't be so sure."

"Honey, let her dream," SinB said as she smacked your shoulders. 

"Yeah, let me dream! …wait a second." SinB starts running off, Yerin following right behind her. "You don't believe me either! Get back here, don't make me look like an idiot!" You chuckle to yourself, seeing how the two are so playful with one another. Starting a slow jog to keep up with them, you look at long halls. The old concrete arches are still the same as when you first met and fucked SinB. You say as much when you catch up to SinB and Yerin.

"Oh my god, who would've thought all this would've happened from me bumping into you," SinB said as she rolled her eyes.

"SinB, it was so much more than that. You were such a bad person back then."

"I was not!"

"Right, right, oh mighty queen bee SinB" You and Yerin feign bowing.

"Okay, maybe I was a little bit of a bad person." She said while pinching her finger and thumb together to insinuate she was just the tiniest bit of a bad person back then. "But, I think it all worked out in the end. I have you after all." SinB reached her hand out and held yours.

"Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!" Yerin cheered on.

"Yerin, be quiet." You kiss SinB on the cheek as she says that. She blushes afterward, not expecting you to go through with it. 

"Come on; we're nearly at the library." You said as you led the way 

"Speaking of the library, a weird place to hold a reunion, don't you think?" Yerin asked.

"Yeah, a little, but it makes sense when you have a first floor that's mostly open space."

"Yeah, I guess so. I would've liked it to be at a hotel, though."

"Yeah, that would've been nice," SinB said. Arriving at the library, you see the greeting committee taking names at the entrance. Once you're finally inside, you see nearly the entire class showed up. "Yerin, get us a table in the far right part; there aren't many people there."

"On it, you guys get me something to drink and make it strong!" Yerin yelled as she made her way across the library lobby. You and SinB head to the impromptu bar that the school had set up to get some drinks. You look around as your waiting, trying to spot anyone you recognize. When you fail to, you turn back to the bar and grab your drinks as they come.

 "Do you see any of them, SinB?"

"Not one."

"Alright, let's head back to Yerin." Yerin waves you over from a distance as she spots you from afar.

"Did you see them?"

"Nope, not one." 

"Hmmm, well, they'll be here eventually. I just know it." Yerin says with some confidence in her words. Much of the night is spent at the table chatting amongst each other, with the occasional break when another classmate would momentarily intrude. 

"I'll go get us another drink." You tell the ladies as you walk off back to the bar. You spot a certain former student union member wearing a short gold dress. Umji is standing at the bar getting herself a drink when you come up behind her and pat her head. As she turns her head, her eyes go wide with shock.

"Mast-! I-I mean, it's you." Umji says as she catches herself nearly referring to you as master. The name she called you for your years together. "W-what are you doing here?" 

"Getting a drink, Umji. How have you been? I hear you're married."

"T-that's right, I am. I've been doing well since graduation. I've ended up working in finance." As Umji continues to speak, you get a message from SinB.

"Is that Umji?" You send a quick yes as a reply. From a distance, you see Yerin and SinB running over.

"So, how have things gone for you?" Umji asked.

"They've gone pretty well, I'd say. Yerin and I are still friends, and I married SinB."

"You married SinB!?" She asks in complete shock.

"Yeah, why don't you ask her yourself?" You reply as you point behind her. As Umji turns around, she's met by two grinning faces; SinB and Yerin give her a big hug. They squeeze the smaller woman with all their might.

"Umji! It's been so long! How have you been?" Yerin asks in a near scream. As Umji gives the same response she gave you, Yerin asks a follow-up question. "Where's your husband?"

"Oh, he's at home; he didn't want to come. I'm a little sad, but what can you do?"

"That’s awful; he didn't want to come with you?"

"No, he's just sitting at home," Umji said as she looked to the floor, a solemn lol on her face.

"Join us, Umji; we'll make sure you have a great time tonight."

A gentle smile forms on Umji's face, and she agrees to join your table. As you all move back and ask each other for more details, the topic turns to graduation, with Umji saying, "Yeah, after graduation, it was a little tough being away from the master-" Umji pauses as she realizes what she said. 

Yerin is the first to jump on this Freudian slip "Master? It looks like you're still a part of the group, aren't you?"

"No! I'm not; it's just that I'm so used to calling him that. I'm not part of the group anymore."

"Really? Don't you want to fuck him again? Don't you remember how good it felt to have his cock tear you apart? I know the feeling so well. We have sex so often. Don't you want to be a part of that?"

"Ignore her, Umji," you tell her. "She's already had quite a few drinks."

"It’s fine." She says quietly. SinB catches your gaze before motioning to look at your phone. There you see a message from SinB that says to fuck Umji. You just nod your head.

"Hey, Umji, I want to talk to you for a second. Let's go somewhere quieter." 

"Yeah, sure." She says plainly. You take Umji up to the second floor, away from everyone else. At a secluded corner, Umji speaks up before you have the chance to. "I'm sorry for calling you master earlier; it's just a habit."

You push Umji against the wall and tower over her "Are you saying I'm not your master?" You tilt her head back with one arm while the other moves to her side. "I'm still your master, Umji." As you get closer to Umji, she squirms. It’s like she’s fighting with herself; there’s no doubt in your mind that Umji still remembers what it was like being fucked by you. With both hands on her hips, you get beside her ear and whisper, "Isn't that right, Umji? You won't say no to your master, right?"

As you pulled away from her, your hands leaving her body, she held them in place. "You're my master; I'm yours to use." 

Moving your hands to her ass and squeezing it, you say, "That's a good cumdump." A soft whine escapes Umji as you remind her of her position.

"M-more, please, I want more." 

"Oh? You want more?" You slip your hand under Umji's dress, rubbing her pussy through her panties. Umji's moans grow louder as she holds onto you for support. "I'll give you everything you want, Umji; just say the words. I want to hear you say those two words."

"Fuck me, please." 

"Good girl," you whisper. "I'm going to need you to get me nice and wet, Umji." She kneels in front of you as you pull your cock out. Umji is mesmerized by it, staring at your cock for a moment before finally taking it in her hand. Umji's small soft hands start to stroke your cock as her mouth slowly opens. "Go ahead, Umji, taste it." Umji hesitantly licks the head of your cock. As more memories of her time as your cumdump come back to her, she starts to take more of your cock into her mouth. You compliment her on her skill "Fuck, Umji. You haven't forgotten how to suck my cock, but let's see if you can still handle it all." You place your hand on the back of Umji's head and force her forward; she gags initially but quickly becomes used to your cock as it hits the back of her throat. You moan Umji's name as you use her throat for pleasure. At the same time, Umji furiously fingered herself, her fingers becoming drenched as she shoved them deep into her pussy. Satisfied with Umji's performance, you slow down and eventually pull out of her completely. Umji grabs your cock as it leaves her mouth and gives it a sloppy kiss.

Through ragged pants, Umji mumbles, "I have to make sure your cock gets a goodbye kiss." You pull Umji onto her feet. Raising one of her legs onto your shoulder, you tease her pussy with your cock. The head rubs against her lips, leaving Umji a whimpering mess. "Don't tease me! Put it in!" At her behest, you slam your cock into Umji, forcing her tight pussy to take it all in. "Oh fuck! You're so big, master! Your cock is going to break me!"

"What would your husband think? Here you are getting fucked like the cumdump you are."

"I don’t care; he could never make me cum anyway. You ruined my body; your cock is the only one for me." Umji says before you start your thrusts. "Your cock is the best master, fuck me harder!" She yelled as you began to move.

You lift Umji's other leg onto your shoulder, carrying her now. You impale Umji on your cock with every thrust. "Why don't you leave him then? Come back to us." 

"I…don't… know," Umji says in between long moans. You press Umji against the wall, allowing you to put more force into your thrusts. 

"Let me give you a reason, Umji." You said as you began to pound her body relentlessly.

"Oh fuck! I'm cumming! I'm-" Umji holds onto you tightly as she cums. Her petite body shakes in your arms. Despite having just cum, you continue abusing her pussy. Umji's moans grow weaker as her voice grows tired.

"Don't you want this every day Umji? Don't you want to be able to cum again?"

"F…fuck me more, more."  

"Of course, Umji. I'm not even close to done." You use Umji's weight to drive your cock deep into her pussy, hitting her womb each time. "Maybe I'll leave you with a little present, Umji. What would your husband think when you come home pregnant?"

Umji has little visible reaction. Simply muttering, "cum inside, make me yours again." Her words drive you to start thrusting faster. 

"I'll give you just what you want, Umji." As your orgasm approaches, your cock begins to throb inside of Umji. 

Knowing that you're cumming, Umji moans, "cum inside me, fill my pussy, master!" You drive your cock up to her womb and release your baby batter, flooding her with it. Umji's walls clench around your cock, trying to keep your cum inside. You let go of Umji's leg slowly, letting her down and pulling your cock out. As Umji falls to the floor, she reaches out for your cock. Her tongue lazily sticking out, she shoves your cock into her mouth. You moan her name as her tongue swirls around your cock. She pushes herself until she's pressed up against your pelvis; with her lips wrapped tightly around your cock she slowly pulls back, taking all of your cum and her nectar with her. Umji opens her mouth so you can see it full of cum before drinking it all. "Did I do a good job, master?"

"You did great, Umji. But what do you say? Will you join SinB and Yerin again?"

In a cum drunk voice, Umji mumbles, "Of course! I can't live without my master's cum." Umji rubs her face with your cock. "This cock is too good to leave again. I'm not going home."

A sinister smile forms on your face, "why don't we go tell SinB and Yerin the good news?" You help Umji up, and she leans on your arm as you make your way back, cum slowly dripping down her thigh. As you return, you get a message from SinB with a picture of a few familiar faces.

"Guess who we found."

[mi-rae07]

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Jeong Yunho : For You

Pairing : Jeong Yunho (Ateez) and named character (Han Ye-rin)

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Synopsis : Yunho forced yerin to abort their child back when they were in college, and yerin left. Almost a decade later they meet again, except yunho is now facing the hardest chapter of life and yerin is hoping to start a new happy one.

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A/n : This took a long time to process because of the other WIP's that I had but it's finally here so enjoy! Also I might have changed the plot slightly. And I left sort of an open ending, so lmk if y'all want more (although it might take some time to process it completely).

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Yunho : what did you want to tell me, love?

Yerin looked at yunho who was standing in front of her with confused eyes, her hands fiddling with the fabric of her dress as she finally said

Yerin : I'm…yunho, I think I'm pregnant.

The look on yunho's face after she uttered those words broke yerin apart. It had been a month since she had contemplated on telling yunho about this news, and now that she was seeing his facial expression, yerin knew how this was going to end.

Yunho : yerin, what are you saying-

Yerin : I'm saying that I'm pregnant with your child, yunho.

Yunho let out a shaky breath, stepping back as he shook his head in part fear

Yunho : no. no tell me this isn't true.

Yerin : yunho-ya.

Yunho : we're only in college yerin! We cannot…I cannot have a child right now.

Yerin's eyes filled with tears, her hand instinctively going over to her stomach. Yunho's eyes landed right on it, his eyes showing only denial and fear.

Yunho : you didn’t take your pills properly.

Yerin : yunho, you cannot say this is entirely my fault. This is our child-

Yunho : this is not my child. I do not want a child, yerin.

Yerin : well I don't want one either! But we-we don't have a choice, yunho.

Yunho : yes we do. We can abort it.

Yerin's eyes widened, her hand clenching against her stomach as she took a step back.

Yerin : no. no you wouldn't.

Yunho : yerin, yerin please. You cannot let my parents know about this, we cannot have a child at this age, yerin. We're barely only adults-

Yerin : yunho, what are you talking about. This…this is life inside me. This is our child, how can you talk about killing it-

Yunho : BECAUSE I DO NOT WANT THIS CHILD! I DON'T WANT IT SO FUCKING KILL IT HAN YERIN!

Yerin flinched at his scream, tears falling down her eyes as her lips trembled in fear and pain. Yunho had never been like this to her, he had always been soft and understanding. But this, this was different.

Yerin : pl-please-

Yunho : this child cannot be born. It has to die.

Yerin rushed up to yunho as he turned around and walked towards the door, her hand quickly holding onto his as she said

Yerin : please. Please yunho, please listen to me. Please don't do this, I don't want to kill my child-

Yunho : let go of me.

Yerin shook her head, small sobs leaving her lips as she pleaded further

Yerin : I know we're young but we can manage through this yunho! Please just can't we try-

Yunho : I SAID LET GO OF ME!

Yunho snatched his hand away from yerin's harshly as she fell on the ground with a thud, her hand going over to her stomach protectively as yunho turned around and said

Yunho : no, yerin. we cannot try, we will not. Because this child is unwanted. And unwanted things deserve to be thrown away, and so does this child. Whether you like it or not, we're getting it aborted. Or things will not be pretty for either of us.

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10 years later :

That was 10 years ago, because now yerin was an Anesthesiologist who lived alone in her own house. And she hadn't seen yunho for a whole decade. She had let him abort the child surgically, she had let him do whatever was required because she had no choice. It broke yerin apart, to lose her child like that. But she had also lost the love of her life after it. Because after the abortion, yerin had left that college. She hadn't spoken a word to yunho before and after the procedure and almost a week after it, she had left the place without a word.

Yerin moved to Japan and finished her studies there before returning back to Korea 2 years ago. And throughout the 2 years yerin had seen yunho a lot of times on the TV, his parents were rich owners of a technological company after all. Except yunho still hadn't become CEO of the company, despite all these years. Being a CEO was the one thing yunho wanted most back in college, what had changed for him?

Yerin was now walking back home from work, deciding not to take her car to work since she wanted to feel the fresh air tonight. And it was all calm and beautiful, until she noticed someone standing on top of the railing of the bridge she was currently walking on, his back faced towards her as small sniffles could be heard.

Yerin's eyes widened in shock as she rushed towards the figure before saying

Yerin : oh no, please don't jump!

The figure in front of her flinched at her sound, turning his head around as yerin stepped back in shock.

Yerin : yun-yunho.

Yunho : yerin.

Yerin stared at yunho, his messed up face staring right back at her. This wasn't the yunho she had known. She had known him as a bright fluffball of sunshine who always prioritized others' happiness over his own, until he had aborted her child. But this yunho was different, because this one had a pale red face, tears all over his cheeks and his lips cut on the side probably from excessive biting.

Yerin was a doctor, she knew how sick and tired a person was when she saw them. But this one was different, this one was a monster who probably deserved all of this.

Yunho : what-you…you came back?

Yerin looked away, her eyes lowered and her hands clenched behind her back as she said

Yerin : I shouldn't have.

Yunho : yerin, I've wanted to see you for so long-

Yerin : what, so you can kill me too, jeong yunho?

Yunho blinked his teary eyes at her, hurt visible on his face. But yerin could care less.

Yerin : get off that railing and go back to your golden mansion, yunho. Or don't. you can jump and die for all I care.

Yerin turned around, walking away from yunho. She heard footsteps behind her as yunho said

Yunho : no wait, don't leave. I want to apologize, yerin.

Yerin : your apology will not bring my child back.

Yunho : I-I know, I know it won't but the least I can do after all that is apologize, yerin. So please let me.

Yerin rolled her eyes.

Yunho : I was scared, yerin. I was scared of what my parents would do to you and the child if they found out.

Yerin scoffed at the terrible excuse

Yerin : so you killed it instead?

Yunho : yerin, do you not understand? I was scared of what my parents would do to you, more than the child. A child can be made again, but you cannot. If something happened to you I would not be able to bear it-

Yerin : YOU ALMOST KILLED ME YUNHO!

Yunho flinched, pausing on his tracks as yerin turned around to face him with furious eyes

Yerin : you killed my child, and that almost killed me. Do you know the amount of times I had thought of ending myself when I was in Japan? The amount of times I stood on top of a railing like you were doing a few minutes ago?

Yunho let out a shaky gasp, his eyes wide as a drop of tear fell down.

Yunho : no.

Yerin walked closer to yunho before pointing at his chest and whispered

Yerin : you were a monster to me, jeong yunho. And if anything, I'd rather you just jumped down this bridge and drowned. At least in that way you would know what both my child and I felt after what you did to us.

Yerin turned around and left, leaving a crying yunho behind.

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Yunho entered his house at 4am in the night, his steps slow and tears still streaming down his eyes. The emotions he felt after seeing yerin and hearing all those words she had told him were unbearable. But it was his burden to bear, and he was going to do it.

Yunho flinched as he stepped inside the house, a glass crashing suddenly heard from upstairs. Yunho's eyes widened in fear as he rushed towards his father's study, throwing the door open as his wide eyes ran along the room that was in a complete mess, again.

His father was having one of his mad episodes again, and his mother was trying to stop him, only getting hurt instead. It had been going on for a year now, and the doctors said that mr jeong was only turning into more of a madman as days passed. The doctors had told them that mr jeong needed to get permanently admitted to a hospital, but yunho's mother was more worried about their public image than her husband's health and her own pain. She never paid any attention to yunho to begin with.

Yunho : appa!

Sehun looked up at his son with mad eyes, a small smirk falling on his lips as he said

Sehun : ah! There comes my precious little son!

Yunho : appa, let go of eomma, please.

Sehun gripped sunyoung's hair harder in his grip, causing her to let out a small whimper as she looked at yunho with desperate eyes.

Yunho : appa please, you're hurting her. You're only going to regret this after you wake up-

Sehun : my only regret is having lived this life your mother created for me! And having you, you are our biggest regret, son.

Yunho pressed his lips together, slowly stepping forward as he whispered

Yunho : appa, please come back.

Sehun : get away from me or I'll hurt your mother.

Yunho stepped closer towards his father, tears streaming down his cheek as he said

Yunho : I'm just yunho, I won't do anything to you, appa.

And yunho took that moment of his father's weakness to quickly hold him away from his mother, allowing sunyoung to step far away from her husband in part fear as yunho held his father down by the neck. As he always had, for the past year.

It was constant torture for him, having to face his proper-headed father and the harsh words he would tell yunho about not being able to become CEO of their company and then this side of his father, hurting both yunho and his mother, physically and mentally. And with all this, sunyoung's pressure and the weight of yunho having murdered his own child kept dragging him down.

It all went to a point where yunho was almost going to kill himself, if it wasn't for seeing yerin again.

And as yunho held his struggling father down on the floor with small sobs leaving his own lips, yunho closed his eyes hoping this would all end someday.

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Yerin was now sitting in the cafeteria of the hospital she was currently working in, having lunch with two of her co-workers as she giggled at something someone had said.

??? : so what, he asked you out by asking a literal puppy to hand over a card to you?

??? : I'm telling you he did! It was hilarious!

??? : please tell me you accepted it.

??? : of course I did. I would've done it even without the dog involved.

Yerin smiled at that, having a spoon of her rice as one of her friends asked

??? : aren't you going to get yourself a boyfriend, yerin-shi?

Yerin was traumatized enough from her last one, she didn't know whether she could handle yet another one.

Yerin : I haven't found a good one yet.

??? : really. Want me to set you up with someone nice, then?

Yerin smiled, shaking her head before saying

Yerin : I'd rather you not.

Her friend was about to say something when she paused, her widened eyes staring at something behind yerin. Yerin frowned.

??? : is that…jeong yunho?

Yerin's eyes widened as she quickly turned around, the sight of yunho looking around the cafeteria coming to her view. What the hell.

Yerin : excuse me.

Yerin quickly stood up from her seat and walked towards yunho as he finally noticed her. He was about to say something when yerin cut him off quickly

Yerin : do not utter a word and just follow me.

Yerin walked past yunho as if she had told him nothing, walking towards her office room as yunho followed her in part confusion. As soon as they were both inside yerin shut the door, locking it before turning around to face yunho.

Yerin : what the fuck are you doing in my hospital?

Yunho : I wanted to tell you something.

Yerin : and so you had to come up until here?

Yunho : I don't have your number and you weren't there in your house-

Yerin : how the fuck do you know where my house is?

Yunho : It-it doesn't matter, okay-

Yerin : yes it does? Yunho, we're nothing anymore. How the hell do you know my address.

Yunho : my family has connections everywhere, yerin. Finding your address isn't hard.

Yerin : so-

Yunho : please, listen to me.

Yerin : about what?

Yunho : about your mother.

Yerin paused. Her mother had abandoned her the year she turned 7, and yerin barely remembered her mother's face anymore. But back when she was in college yerin had always told yunho about how she wished to find her mother once again, despite all the odds and ask her why she had left yerin, face-to-face. Yerin didn't realize yunho would bring that up anymore.

Yerin : what?

Yunho : your mother, I've figured her out.

Yerin : yunho-

Yunho cut her off as he pulled out a card from his pocket, holding it out for yerin to hold before saying

Yunho : this is her address, both house and office. She works as a tailor right now and her shop is open up until 11pm. This is your ticket to visiting her.

Yerin eyed the car before asking

Yerin : why are you giving me this?

Yunho : it was a wish of yours, to meet your mother again. And I've always wanted to fulfill that for you but it was a really hard task. When you left, I felt like I still owed you something, for the time you spent on someone like me. This is repaying it, at least in a small bit.

Yerin looked back at yunho and was about to say something when she paused. Yunho's shirt cuffs had just rode up his wrist because of the way he was stretching out the card for yerin to hold. And under the fabric, were cut marks. As if…as if someone had deliberately put them there.

Yerin : yunho.

Yunho frowned, not understanding what was going on. But once he did, yunho's eyes widened, quickly placing the card on yerin's table before turning around in panic

Yunho : thank you for your time.

Yerin : yunho, were those cuts-

Yunho cut yerin off as he unlocked the door before rushing outside, leaving a horrified yerin behind.

Was yunho self-harming himself?

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A week later :

Yerin hadn't seen yunho after that. Every night she thought about it, the scars, the way his eyes were always red with under bags, his cheeks always damp and that beautiful smile of his, gone from him completely. It was as if he hadn't smiled for years, and his eyes reflected it.

Yerin couldn't say she had been the happiest back in Japan, but she was never in the state that yunho seemed to be in right now. And she felt a sudden pang in her heart as she realized something must be going on with him, something terrible.

Yerin was now leaning against the couch in her house, looking at the address of her mother that yunho had given her a week ago. She still hadn't visited the place, she just didn't have the guts yet. Yerin flinched as she heard the rain starting to patter outside, a small smile forming on her lips. She loved the rain.

Yerin got up from her seat, walking over to the window as she slid the curtains aside and stared out of her house. She was enjoying the way the rain fell harshly outside when she noticed a figure crouched down outside her gate, his head buried into his knees as his shoulders shook. Yunho.

Yerin's eyes widened as she quickly rushed towards her door, grabbing the nearby umbrella as she ran out of her house. The wind blew against her, that causing the cold water droplets to fall on her as the umbrella came to much less use. But she didn't care, not when yunho was sitting outside her house like that at 2am in the night.

Yerin : yunho!

Yunho flinched as yerin put her umbrella over him, shielding yunho from the rain. Although he was already drenched and shivering. Yunho looked up at yerin, his red eyes staring into her worried ones as she asked

Yerin : what the hell are you doing here!

Yunho : I…I didn't know where else to go.

Yerin : what?

Yunho : ye-yerin.

Yerin's eyes softened as yunho's lips trembled, his hands trying to grasp onto something. Yerin quickly bent down and held yunho's hand firmly in hers, asking softly

Yerin : what's wrong?

Yunho bit his lips, looking away as small sobs escaped his lips. Yerin had never seen him so broken, and that tore her heart. Yerin gripped yunho's hand harder before saying

Yerin : yunho, tell me. What's happened?

Yunho let out a sob before saying in a broken tone

Yunho : my mom's dead, yerin. My mother, she's gone.

Yunho cried harder as yerin's eyes widened, her grip on the umbrella loosening as it fell to the floor. Yunho shook his head desperately as he said

Yunho : it's all my fault. I couldn't protect her, it's my fau-

Yerin cut yunho off as she hugged him, yunho's head resting on her chest as he wailed against it. Yerin closed her eyes as tears slipped down her cheeks as well, the rain camouflaging it. Yunho gripped her hard, sobbing as his entire body trembled in pain and cold.

Yerin : I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry, yunho-ya.

Yunho : why did she leave me! How could she…all I've done and suffered…

Yunho trailed off as he whimpered, burying his head deeper into yerin's chest as she tangled her fingers in his damp hair.

He was broken, and yerin had no idea how to fix him anymore.

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Yerin opened the door to her house with a trembling yunho leaned against her, small whimpers leaving his lips every now and then. Yerin brought yunho to her couch before laying him down on it, quickly walking to the kitchen and grabbing a towel before going back to yunho who now had his eyes closed. But as soon as yerin brought the towel to his hair, yunho flinched, looking up at yerin.

Yerin : shh, I'm just going to-

Yunho : not me first. You have to go and take a hot shower, I'll take care of myself later.

Yerin : yunho-

Yunho : you're in this position because of me, so please, go dry yourself first.

Yerin : and? And then what, you can slip out of this house while I'm in the shower and never return?

Yunho looked away, his eyes glossy. She had just caught him. Yerin sighed, keeping the towel away as she asked

Yerin : yunho, do you self-harm?

Yunho flinched at her words, quickly sitting up as he said

Yunho : I must leave.

Yerin : yunho. I'm asking you something, do you self-harm?

Yunho stared into the floor before saying

Yunho : and if I do?

Yerin : why? Why would you do something like that to yourself yunho.

Yunho : why do you care? You said you wouldn't have minded me even dying so why the hell do you care, han yerin.

Yerin stared at yunho, droplets of water sliding down his hair and wetting her couch. Yerin leaned forward, holding yunho's wrist as he flinched. He was about to take it away when yerin said

Yerin : let me see it, yunho.

Yunho : no-

Yerin : I'm the cause of those scars, I want to see them.

Yunho froze as yerin lifted his damp sleeves, rolling it up as her eyes ran along the 10 or so cuts that were littered all around his inner arm. Yerin felt her heart drop at it, muttering under her breath

Yerin : did this distract you, yunho? Was this worth it?

Yunho : it wasn't enough. Nothing is ever enough, yerin. And now that my mother is gone, I have no purpose in this life of mine anymore.

Yerin : is that why you came here today?

Yunho let out a shaky breath, pulling his arm away from yerin as he said

Yunho : I came here today because…because I was a terrible person to you. Half of my sins, I have committed against you and our unborn child. I killed it, yerin. As a father I…I killed my own child. You think that was easy for me?

Yerin scoffed, looking away as she said

Yerin : is that why you ignored my pleads and went ahead with the procedure anyway?

Yunho : I went ahead with the procedure because I was scared, yerin. I was scared of what my parents might do to you, I couldn't bear it.

Yerin : I would've rather died than killed my child-

Yunho : except you matter to me more than the child! Yerin, please. Just…I need to leave.

Yunho got up and was about to leave when yerin held his wrist and said

Yerin : what guarantee do I have that you won't do this again? Harm yourself again?

Yunho : you shouldn't care-

Yerin : but I do!

Yunho stared at yerin in shock as she stood up, staring right into yunho's eyes as she said

Yerin : yes, I'm not supposed to care, yes I'm supposed to be angry at you, yes I'm supposed to hate you but…but your mother has just died, yunho. Whatever it is that has happened between us, it doesn't matter right now.

Yunho looked away, his eyes tearing up once again as yerin held both his hands in hers before saying

Yerin : I won't let you face this alone. Your mother, your father, the company, we're going to face all that together from now.

Yunho : you don't have to-

Yerin : except I want to. You killed my child, yunho. I won't let you kill the man I once loved too.

Yunho felt tears slip down his eyes as yerin leaned forward and kissed his cheek before whispering

Yerin : this time, I'm going to be there for you.

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[toniko]

side stories spoilers

there was only a little bit of LHH in these new chapters? I mean more of him next chapter but I miss him so bad…

oh but seriously hyunwoo is so gilyoung coded it’s crazy, the image of them lying side by side… LHH’s sentiment about them looking like brothers is such a sweet sentiment

otherwise i feel it’s finally time to settle my opinions on the readers

1: Lee Hakhyun (my serious favorite chara of all orv)

He refuses to let ANY reader die, it really reminds me of that Dokja selfishness for his companions but it somehow expresses so much kinder out of LHH idk, i just be saying shit now

thank goodness that he’s slightly better emotionally regulated, i love how everyone loves him as well n he so loves them back (especially that 41!YJH guy…) (damn this kind of rehashes my reasons for loving Dokja but that guy is severely more emotionally constipated so i like LHH better)

he feels like such a reliable guy, he really makes sure everyone will be okay n it truly feels like orvss will have a good ending bc he’s there to see it through

yk that feeling of pride u get when Kim Dokja gets hyped up on ORV, yeah i get that for LHH so hard he’s like my guy ever if i were a constellation, half my savings would be gone bc im busy gassing up LHH. he’ll do anything n ill be like “damn RIGHT he did, my goat”

2: Cha Yerin

theater dungeon cube room convo my beloved, literally a top 5 scene for me and all they did was talk

seriously tied w her brother but i think i like her slightly more because she’s the first reader 🥺 i mean LHH’s biggest number one fan literaturegirl64, likes his original works more.

the story of her n her brother is such a, idk gets my heart… orphanage, siblings? she’s blind and her brother has info dumped orv in audio over 6 complete times to her? amazing (this one of applies to why i like both characters, duh)

also just one of the most skilled fighters, ik orv women go crazy but orvss has so many new top tier female fighters, rlly said “no constellation” just a martial arts goat, she n her bro stood out immediately as the badass readers. her design makes me rlly happy too, i keep thinking abt it please make her real blackbox or webtoon ( in aprox. 6 years…)

the 1 on 1 convos she has w LHH are always so special to me, more than ever LHH is an author to her and she is his reader

she’s living my dream btw (got to read LHH’s old novels)

3: KillerKing (Cha Sunwoo???)

i think maybe, if LHH didn’t STILL call you KillerKing (regardless it’s what you go by damn) then I’d remember ur real name

idk I genuinely have to revisit the chapters to check again bc no one is updating any wikis… no should i do it? anyway

he is easily the funniest new character of the side stories bar none, god damn YJH kinnie, chuuni ass

recent recycling center arc (the animal masks one) sold me so hard on him, how can he consistently be like “no, go on without me!” flips black coat n still be cool… coolest lamest guy ever

jophiel is also such a cool constellation sponsor, some of the other readers have yet to have constellations so im excited to see what they end up with

his idea of surviving also being not to be like kim dokja but to do what you’re good at? it’s so good, makes so much damn sense. amazing.

the duo video game skill is awesome, I just can’t believe YJH beats the really cool co-op siblings bc he’s a fucking pro gamer, like get a JOB

4: Ye Hyunwoo

is that right? you want to be kim dokja but you can’t. this mf sets off 20 red flags every damn chapter but there’s that sense that he will always remain an ally cause he’s a smart kid and very self-aware so it’s also tragic in that sense

oddly enough he feels like an outsider to the group but he’s around really often n i think he really sets that distance himself

i think he’s really gotta embrace that he’s okay with being taken care of and hiding behind someone but is also capable himself. gong pildu literally your dad little man. I think we’re really at the trickling last bits of his general character arc

5: Lee Dansu (Noh Kyunghwan) (made me cry like 20 times)

favorite dilf in the apocalypse. im joking. maybe

inevitable insane tragedy of staying alive beyond his family

his entire like arc got me bawling my eyes out ong i just wish for him to be happy, kindly middle aged man who only read orv to understand his daughter? like what if i end it all omg it’s so… 😭😭😭

my wish is for him and hyunwoo to talk deadass. they should mourn together. hyunwoo knows what happened to his daughter and they both share a really close connection w her

there’s a real time to shoe him in these chapters bc that’s his daughter’s best friend n then his constellation came down too? deadass

6: Kyung Sein (does this count as trans girl)

she’s goofy silly cute… him? i mean it’s the only time we’ve seen a different gendered reader to character deadass did they run out of incarnation bodies for transmigration?

but anyway, i think it’s fun that she just stans heewon so hard she worked out n then is like bros with hyunsung. 41!YJH legitimately values her and the rest of the companions in combat. this round is so interesting bc like there’s the usual incarnations + the readers who got crazy good powerful so the balance is wrecked

honestly she and Lee Dansu were like, the first companions so there’s a sense of fondness that just comes from knowing them for so long

7: Ji Enyu

victim of less screen time bc she’s being badass on her own, seriously. initially she’s all like “haha what if we get put in the orv world there’s no way I’d survive” n she’s surviving the hardest, the balls on this woman. i think my jaw drops everytime she appears bc she’s got new awesome abilities n powers n connections. don’t even need that YJH carry

+ Yoo Sangah constellation, + LHH’s equivalent of Yoo Sangah, + the editor of ORV (its editor…. 🥹)

she and LHH literally got that best friend feel on, just looking at each other n understanding each other

also possessing King of Beauty is unironically crazy, but so so funny. someone who found her own way but still remains a reliable ally all the way through

seems to be getting more screen time this arc PLEASE more of her

that’s the companion readers i deadass can not write anymore in this tumblr post i mean i can. oh wow the readers are so fucking awesome man…

[ihophashbrowns]

2022 is ending and the public needs to know what your most & least favorite kpop releases were this year! there was good stuff, bad stuff, underwhelming stuff, growers, etc. lets hear yours! :D

the way it would be easier to count the stuff i liked vs the stuff i disliked 😭😭 anyways here's my favorite releases this year...

20. generation - tripleS

fun, upbeat, the mv has a nice laid back "aesthetic" feel to it. the only ppl who didnt like it were miserable newjeans stans! 😭

19. hair cut - xdinary heroes

i actually liked the chorus... doesnt have much replay value but i do listen it whenever it comes on

18. antifragile - le sserafim

i DID love this one, it had to grow on me but its catchy af! 😭

17. forever 1 - snsd

this one had to grow on me too! but its super cute and sweet!,

16. mascara - xg

people who said they didnt like this are liars!! have you considered not messing with your mascara..?

15. nabillera - hyuna

there were a LOT of growers this year! even when i first listened to it i thought she was going for babe pt.2 and when i started liking it i knew that was in fact the case!

14. stupid cool - dawn

i got it on the first listen. i love the beat and i thought the lyrics were absolutely adorable :(

13. talk that talk - twice

pop perfection! the chorus is everything

12. aria - yerin

u either get it you dont! the two gfriend soloists deserve so much better it surprised me how much buddys slept on this release. but i was SEATED!

11. dice - onew

father was fathering through the whole album IDGAF!!! like every song is so good and well made, well sang. this is the superior kpop song named dice that was released this year. lol.

10. maison - dreamcatcher

its catchy af and the message is so REAL! ngl at first i thought they made that word up for the song but i looked it up and its french for "home" so 😭😭 extra points for making me think they came up with that word themselves

9. illusion - aespa

its cunty! catchy! i definitely got it on the first listen! (points off for the yummy yummy yummy in your tummy tummy tummy line tho)

8. bop bop! - viviz

if u hate this song you hate fun tbh! the thing i loved about this song is that it felt less like a debut song and more like a comeback song. we love you viviz.

7. good boy gone bad - txt

i had to pretend like i didnt get it on the 1st-and-a-half listen bcuz i was still very much in my txt anti era. but now im normal so i can appreciate what this song means to me ❤

6. jikjin - treasure

why were so many people pretending like they didnt fuck heavy with this song. perhaps broaden your mindset like. [korean korean] jikjiiiiiiinnnn woooooooooooooo. anw it feels like pop rocks to my brain and in the best way possible so its here.

TOP 5. These were the objectively best releases of 2022!

5. last sequence - wjsn

thats gay clubbing music baby! something about this song feels so... not 2022. more like i opened a time portal and went back to mid-2017. idk why. but i love that vibe.

4. shut down - blackpink

the lyrics, production, that violin, everything about this song was an instant hit. no im not just saying that because blackpink was my first group. their comeback this year ate and served cunt severely. we love you blackpink.

3. 2 baddies - nct 127

i like thot music! the way ppl complained about it was so 😭😭 its an nct song what were you expecting. shut up. you either rock with it or you dont. like the song was made BY baddies FOR baddies. so if it isnt hitting...

2. pop! - nayeon

ms. im nayeon put the POP in kPOP with tjis song! and it was her SOLO DEBUT? PLEASEEEEEEE........ i love the girly cutesy bubblegum-y fun of this one. so. so. so. much. like everything about it SO iconic. she not only solidified herself as a capable soloist but as a pop princess too!

1. brand new - xiumin

are you surprised? im an exol after all! but fr this song had me GAGGED since the mv TEASER dropped! everything about it is so good, the beat, the lyrics, the vocals... everything! when it comes down to the mv minseok had $10 and a dream but he still made it work. that song was MADE to be a hit!! when i heard it i knew NOTHING ELSE released this year was gonna top it!

very honorable mentions that didnt make the list for lack of space :( (imagine they are in 2nd place with pop by nayeon)

i don't even mind - chen, invu - taeyeon, hurdle - suho, feel my rhythm - rv, candy - nct dream, gasoline - key, gingamingayo - billlie, loveade - viviz, dreamers - jungkook 🤪,after like - ive

[anti-benophie]

Anon: As for the rest of your racist little blog, you seem like a very unhappy, insecure and angry person, perhaps some psychiatric help will make you see that you need to get a life and stop hating on women of color because you want their life and are a racist person.

Well i will tell you. I have a life. Maybe it is not as funny as glamorouse and millonare as simone`s or yerin but i have a life.

On the ther hand yeah you can say im jelouse becuase for sure 100% she doesntt deserve to have the body she had and she behave for having it.

I will repeat it one more. Being fat, any sort of fat, minding any shape beside the one of simone and phoebe dynevor and yerin, is shit!!! a fucking hell!!!

Your thighs rub together, your body is uncomfortable, you get more tired and on top of that you are fetishized, mocked and you suffer bullying in all areas. Obviously that is not anyone's fault, what is fault is having that body loved by everyone and bragging about it. Is it understood??? So if you want to say that I shouldn't hate her because of how privileged she is and how she behaves, I tell you: I DON'T CARE! I WILL CONTINUE DOING IT. What's wrong is that plus size and white girls support her Simone said in her speech and interviews that she doesn't care about her white fans hahahaha I'm not racist, she and her fans are.

I don't like his attitude!!!

[itgirlgyu]

FIRST OF ALL YERIN APPRECIATION!!!! because why are you the sweetest and cutest person alive I love you so much I will swallow you whole!!!

lmao my bestie said this is yeonjun's arc to getting divorced in that dilf hc because he loves his wife very much but for the life of him cant keep his marriage going. also investing in eggs to through at beomgyu without any fall back was better than putting it in clubs.

SOOBIN with his big booby hentai screesaver, telling you that you're boobs are th best. like man just showing you how all men do is lie.

HE'S like such a fucking cowards istg like IF YOU WANNA SAVE THE MARRIAGE THROW IN A FEW PUNCHES!! COME ON DO IT FOR LOVE!!!

NO LIKE TAEHYUN WOULd literally drive around a same block and then blame the goddamn road and the government bur won't admit his shortcoming istg it's all red flags in men that I'm counting omg...

hyuka is a sweetheart all throught out the marriage and yes he will not tell you what happened to the engagement ring.

RANDOM HEADCANONS. txt as husbands!

 ۪ 𝆬 ೀ ot5! txt x fem! reader! ◌ ⃘ ₊ 🔗 mini hcs!!! if this becomes a daily occurrence not my fault! ˖ ֗⠀✿ ˖ ⠀KINDA SUGGESTIVE AT SOOBINS SECTION!

YEONJUN...

gets drunk and goes to sleep at your neighbour's place because he thought that was your house.

you had to drag him by the ears.

cries to you about how much he loves you and how he would not be able to live if you didn't say yes to marry him.

tries to take out all the wedding albums and cries while pointing at pictures.

had a full on hiccup session after seeing a picture of soobin and him on his bachelor's ramen get together where they were egging beomgyu.

SOOBIN...

refuses to throw away his waifu body pillows.

"bABE listen TO ME THEY MAKE WONDERFUL PILLOWS AND THEY ARE CHEAP."

tries to watch animes with you and gets uncomfortable when babes with anime racks on screen, fumbling to turn the screen off and if he can't do that—

holds your hand and makes you face all while the anime boobs were jiggling and defying all three rules of gravity,

"babe your pair is the most beautiful pair to me."

BEOMGYU...

whips out his phone and starts recording you fighting another person in the whole foods section in the grocery to get the last discounted item.

screams 'world star' while recording.

totally hypes you up but when he sees the other person's husband approaching

quickly gets a hold of you, and your cart and power walks away before he gets his own ass beaten.

TAEHYUN...

refuses to ask for directions.

at any cost. like he can't believe you would ask him to ask anyone for directions in this modern world of google map and self driven cars.

nastily side eyes you when you suggest that to him.

like a full on.

"maybe there WAS some questions i should have asked before i proposed."

HUENING KAI....

you both have been married for a few months and still can't believe he is married.

fell out of his bed when you woke up next to him because he forgot he was living with you.

called you his best friend when you both went to register for your marriage certificate.

practices, "yes i got married, this is my lovely wife," in the mirror.

he is hiding a very big secret.

he will never tell you but he lost the engagement rings on the wedding day and almost had to be carried to the emergency room.

©ITGIRLGYU 2023! FEEDBACK ATE APPRECIATED!!

PERM' TAGLIST: @impureperhaps @full-sunnies @wonioml

[existslikepristin]

There was nearly no effort put in on literally any part of this, from the writing to the cover to the lack ofing to the lack of a title.

Let's call it a "vignette" of a story.

Tags: NSFW, TheLounge, Joy, Hayoung, Yerin, two of them are futa, double anal

“Come on, Joy!” Yerin complained, “Fucking your long-term best friends in a hot tub is, for all intents and purposes, not cheating.”

Joy ran her hand down her face and gestured for Hayoung to say something reasonable.

Hayoung shrugged. “Hey, I’m not going to say she’s right, but you did promise a long time ago that we could try this.”

Joy knew she should have known the situation she’d find herself in after agreeing to a nude hot tub night. Hayoung was already straddled across Yerin’s lap, aiming her ass in Joy’s direction. Said ass already had Yerin’s cock inside it, happily bouncing back and forth, half above and half below the water, pushing wave after wave of hot tub froth over the top of Joy’s shoulders. Hayoung’s torso was twisted such that hers and Yerin’s enviably well-shaped tits (and their disappointed glares) were all visible for Joy, which she found was making it all but impossible to get her erection to go away.

“Guys, I c—Situations change, okay?!”

Hayoung raised her eyebrows and turned back to fully face Yerin. “It’s okay. We get it. We’re not going to try to guilt you into something you don’t want to do.”

Before Joy could say anything about how she wanted to join, but shouldn’t, Hayoung’s back tensed and Yerin’s eyes went wide.

“Ho—oh m—h-holy fuck!” Yerin stammered, “What was that?!”

“Oh. Nothing.” Hayoung pulled Yerin’s face into her cleavage, which Yerin was all too happy to allow to happen. Whatever she’d done, she did it again, and Yerin’s hands shot out of the water, grabbing desperately at Hayoung’s pillow-soft glutes.

It didn’t take long for Yerin’s breast-muffled, frantic moans to tempt Joy. She grumbled “goddammit” as she stood up and let her dick guide her until she was behind Hayoung.

Hayoung’s bouncing slowed to a full stop. She gave Joy a sly smirk over her shoulder and reached a hand back to spread her asscheeks wide (not that Yerin wasn’t already doing so). “Don’t try to get in the normal way,” she said matter-of-factly, as if they hadn’t just finished arguing about the ethics of their actions, “Treat it like you’re trying to push through Yerin’s cock.”

Joy followed Hayoung’s instructions, pressing the head of her dick against the cum vein of Yerin’s and dragging upward. She could feel Yerin kicking around through the movement of the water. Moments later, her first couple of centimeters were being crushed together with Yerin’s cock. Hayoung graced her with a casually sultry snarl, and reached further back to get a tight, clawed grip on Joy’s butt.

“Go slow for me, Joy.”

Still a bit stunned from the tightness of the penetration, Joy stuttered back, “O-of course! I don’t want to hurt y—”

“No.”

Hayoung’s half-lidded eyes froze Joy in place. Her usually deep voice reached a whole new level of seductive power. “I want to feel everything.”

[aajjks]

⚠️⚠️⚠️

TPOL!JK

“it’s uh” you take a deep breath “it’s nothing. i think i’m just” you’re trying to think of a lie to steer jungkook the other way because he looks really concerned and you’re really scared. you want to cry and scream that you might be pregnant but the color from his face vanishes anytime you bring it up so “i think i’m just anxious about what my mom said. y’know? giving her grandkids and stuff but we can wait” you say trying to sound honest and jungkook caresses your face to tells you again that he really doesn’t want kids that if you want to see your mom, you can. “let me go put my stuff up, okay? i’ll be right back” you give him a kiss and his cheek and head to the shared bedroom where you lock yourself in the bathroom and take out all five pregnancy tests. “please, God, let it be a dream”

when you finish doing the standard procedure for the test, you wait to see what the test reads and as your friend predicted.

“no…nonononononoooo” you cry to yourself all five tests showing two lines that indicate that you are indeed pregnant. “how?! i took the fucking” you gasp because you remember forgetting to buy morning after pills and now..

“oh my God” you say. you quickly grab your phone and call yerin to tell her the news and she tells you to calm down but how can you be calm when the person you’re with doesn’t want any kids?

“do you want to…abort it?” asks yerin and you’re quiet on the other line. if you do abort the baby, you’ll still be with jungkook and he won’t have to be a dad but if you don’t, he’ll probably break up with you and never talk to you again because how could you forget about buying the damned morning after pills?

“we can do it tomorrow but i can’t use his card for it. he-he’ll know” you tell yerin and she say okay before setting the appointment up.

jungkook calls out for you to check on you while you’re scrambling to clean up all of the evidence that shows what you’ve really been doing.

“sorry, sorry. my period just came on” you lie again and though jungkook is confused, he believes you and you both carry on the rest of the day.

the next day, you’re at a clinic with yerin who sticks by your side the whole time. when it’s over, you’re a crying fit in the car and yerin cries with you. she doesn’t agree with your decision but she’s your friend no matter what and loves you so of course she was right there to support you. even if it wasn’t for you benefit but rather your partner who knew nothing about what was happening.

he carried on like everything was okay and so did you for awhile. three weeks later, you’re sort of happy and you don’t say a word to jungkook about what happened until you conveniently asked jungkook to fetch something out of your bag to which he discovers a receipt with five paid for pregnancy tests. IN YOUR BAG.

you aren’t pregnant are you? i mean…this receipt is clearly months old but why the hell would you buy five of them if you weren’t pregnant?

“let’s try for a baby” unless you were already pregnant?

“hey what’s taking you so long?” you say with a smile but your smile immediately goes away when you see the receipt in his hands. “i…i can explain jungkook i swear! it-it’s old! you don’t even have to worry about it because i fixed it so just..don’t worry about it”

pregnancy tests.

You bought pregnancy tests. And so much time ago. He’s just getting know about it now. And suddenly everything makes sense.

He tilts his head to look at you and the fear in your eyes confirms his suspicions, but what shocks him the most most is when you blurt out that you’ve fixed it.

He stalks towards you, his heartbeat dropping, “what do you mean?” He asks you calmly. The receipt clenched tightly in his hands. “Y-You were pregnant?” He chokes out.

This has to be a misunderstanding, he hopes that whatever he’s thinking is not true, how could you not tell him directly? And what do you mean by you fixed it?

“W-What did you fix yn??? Tell me.” He is standing right infront of you, eyes scared and he’s so close to crying. You didn’t even tell him anything.

“I swear to God yn tell me everything right now.” He barely manages to get the words out. “P-Please.”

[ehbeeseedih]

Truth or Dare Horny Edition - Eunha, SinB, Umji

Disclaimer: This story is Female idol x Female idol so skip it if you don’t like it. Also thank you very much to @akibaadmirer for going through it before hand. With that, enjoy your dose of bad smuts.

If you prefer to read on AFF, here ya go.

Umji: We got lucky that the company decided to take in the 3 of us together so we don’t have to be separated.

Eunha: You’re right. That also makes collabs with the other 3 easier.

SinB: Aishhh. Stop talking about those things. Let’s eat and drink

SinB: Gosh I’m so full. What should we do now?

Eunha: Maybe we can watch a movie?

SinB: But there aren’t any good releases these days.

Umji: Maybe we can play some games? Like truth or dare?

Eunha: Great idea Umji. Each of us will choose if we want truth or dare, then the person to the right will come up with something. If we don’t want to do it, we’ll be punished.

SinB: And the punishment is getting naked and letting the other two touch you.

Eunha & Umji: WHAT!

Umji: SinB, are you drunk already?

SinB: No I’m not. Eunha unnie, don’t you want to play too?

Eunha: Ehhhh, why are we suddenly getting naked? I mean, I’m ok with it if you guys want to.

SinB: If you want it just say it. What about you Umji?

Umji: I don’t know.

Eunha: Umji, you don’t have to act shy in front of us. Do you think we don’t know that you go naked in the dorm and let Yuju and Yerin unnie freely touch you?

Umji: NO! Who told you that? It’s mostly just Yuju unnie trying out weird stuff she found online with Yerin unnie, while Yerin unnie just touches us whenever she likes.

SinB: So Yerin unnie lied to us then! Damn, we have to punish her the next time we see her. Nevermind, let’s start from you Eunha unnie, truth or dare?

Eunha: I’ll go with truth.

SinB: Tell us honestly, what did you and Sowon unnie do after you got all drunk on the insta live that day?”

Umji: You guys drank so much wine that it’s impossible you guys didn’t fuck afterwards.

Eunha: Oh ho ho, that was a fun night. We were originally planning just to have dinner together. But then Sowon unnie had the nasty idea of starting a live and touching me in front of the camera. I tried to hold in it but we still got very touchy.

Umji: What happened after the live ended?

Eunha:She immediately pounced on me and planted kisses all over my body. She was so desperate that she ripped off my clothes and just shoved her fingers into my pussy. Oh no, it’s making me wet just thinking about it.

Umji: Wow that sounds hot. Ya SinB! Why is your hand in your pants?

SinB: Sorry. I just missed Sowon unnie going all rough on me.

Eunha: Oh this is probably TMI, but she even tried to shove the wine bottle up my ass. It was just for a bit but it felt really weird. Ok Umji, your turn. Truth or Dare.

Umji: I’ll go with dare.

SinB: Eunha unnie, don’t go soft on her.

Eunha: Trust me I won’t. Umji, go record a video of yourself spreading your ass out saying you missed it when your unnies shoved their massive dildos up your ass and send that into our group chat.

Umji: WHAT?

SinB: Daebak! Ahahahaha.

Eunha: Go Umji. I’ll help you film it.

Umji: Can I not do that, unnie? It's so embarrassing. Awwwwww

SinB: Your aegyo doesn’t work on us. You can choose to not do it, but you’ll have to strip naked and let us touch you.

Eunha: And we will still record it and send it into the group chat.

Umji: Awhhhh you guys suck. Are you recording now?

Eunha: Yup. Go ahead Umji. Get on all fours and spread your ass open

Umji: Unnie, your little buttslut Umji feels empty without your long fingers and huge dildos deep inside my ass. Come fill me up please.

SinB: OMG Ahahahaha, that was hilarious!

Eunha: Oh they replied immediately. Sowon unnie said she’s gonna murder me for making Umji do such a thing. Yerin unnie said she wants to stuff her fist inside Umji’s ass while Yuju reminded Umji not to shove a dildo into her ass without lube.

Umji: I hate you guys! SinB you’re up next, truth or dare.

SInB: Dare.

Eunha: Umji must have a brilliant idea. Look at that smirk.

Umji: I want you to give Eunseo a call, and tell her “I miss you so much daddy. When will you have time to shove huge buddy deep into me again?

SInB: You want me to do what?

Eunha: Ahahahahaha, this is much worse than the one I gave Umji. Good luck SinB.

Umji: So will you do it? Or will you let us touch you?

SinB: I’ll do it! I’m not one to acknowledge defeat so easily. Hey Eunseo, are you free to talk?

Eunha: Make her open the speaker.

Eunseo: Hey SinB. What’s up with you suddenly calling me in the midnight?

SinB: I have something to tell you, can you turn on the speaker.

Eunseo: Sure, I’m now with Bona and Seola unnie, if you don’t mind them hearing.

SinB: No problem. Eunseo-ya, I-I missed you so much daddy. When will you have time to shove enormous buddy deep into my pussy again

Eunseo: WHAT THE —

Eunha & Umji: AHAHAHAHAHAH

SinB: Oh no, Bona and Seola unnie heard that too. I’m finished

Umji: You sure are gonna get a lot of weird glaces when you visit Eunseo next time. But at least we got a good laugh out of that.

SinB: I’m gonna double down on you all. Eunha unnie, truth or dare!.

Eunha: I chose truth just now, might as well go for a dare.

SinB: Alright unnie, I want you to twerk your ass like you’re trying to get someone to fuck you in a night club. I’m going to record and upload it on Tiktok.

Eunha: How can you do that! I thought this was just a joke among us!

Umji: You could just hide your face and wear a mask. Come on unnie, I wanna see you twerk that ass.

Eunha: Alright then, let me go get a mask. When I come back, you kids better be prepared.

SinB: Wow, she’s confident.

Umji: Put then phone in front of your eyes so it feels more realistic for the audience.

SinB: Good idea, but then I can’t see clearly —

Eunha: Hey, where’s the camera?

Umji: Where are your clothes unnie? Why are you only in your undies?

Eunha: If I’m going to give a show, might as well make it amazing. Are you recording SinB?

SinB: Yup, go for it unnie.

Umji: Wow that’s fking hot!

SinB: Shake that booty!

Eunha: Time for ultimate fanservice. SinB, record this carefully.

SinB: What? Ummmmm.

Umji: Wooooo! Shove that ass on SinB’s face!

Eunha: YA! Why are you licking my ass! I just wanted to smack it on your face, not for you to eat my ass. Although I wouldn’t mind if you want to.

SinB: I’d rather suck Yuju unnie’s small tits than eat your ass!

Umji: Oh no, I don’t think we can upload that now. Our voices were recorded in.

Eunha: That’s unfortunate. I was hoping to see all those thirsty comments when it goes public.

Umji: At least you got SinB turned on, she’s so red now.

SinB: Sh-Shut up, let’s continue the game. Umji, your turn.

Umji: Since I did a dare, I’ll go with truth.

Eunha: Alright, on your birthday you and Yerin unnie went to the fan cafes together. Yerin unnie wouldn’t tell me what she did with you. I want details.

Umji: Yerin unnie was wearing a white dress with nothing underneath. She kept exposing herself in front of me making me feel horny. She also placed her hands on my butt all the time and kept kneading it, sometimes even rubbing my pussy. I had to hide the wet stains on my pants because of that.

SinB: Like this?

Umji: Ahhhh, yes.

Eunha: Stop rubbing her pussy SinB. Why are you so horny?

SinB: I haven’t touched anyone for a long time, I can’t stop it.

Umji: SinB ya, slow down. I’m near already. Ahhhhhhh

Eunha: Wow Umji, you came like a waterfall.

Umji: What have you done SinB? I’m all wet now!

SinB: Let me lick all those sweet juices up.

Umji: Don’t go so fast, I’m still very sensitive.

Eunha: Umji, you’re being too loud. We can’t have you disturbing the neighbours late in the night. I’m gonna have to use my pussy to shut your loud mouth up.

Umji: I miss your taste so much unnie.

SinB: Let’s see if I’ll make you cum first or you’ll make Eunha unnie cum first.

Eunha: Ughh, your tongue is so great. Fuck!

Umji: Hghhhhh!

Eunha: Gosh that was breathtaking. We even came together.

SinB: Oh no, Umji passed out.

Eunha: Look at what you did! Poor Umji, why did you make her cum so hard and exhaust her out?

SinB: Excuse me! It was definitely because you smothered her with your pussy and drowned her with your juices until she couldn’t breath properly.

Eunha: Well this wouldn’t have started if you weren’t so horny.

SinB: I-I, okay it’s my fault. But can I at least ask for something?

Eunha: Shoot.

SinB: I haven’t cum yet…

Eunha: So? Can’t you touch yourself?

SinB: I don’t want to! I’ve been touching myself for the past 2 months since that Instalive with Sowon Unnie!

Eunha: So you want me to help you?

SinB: Ye-yes

Eunha: Alright, take off your pants and get on all fours.

SinB: Thank you very much unnie.

Eunha: I’ll go get something first. Wait for me here with your ass raised up.

SinB: Oh no, why did I ask her to do this? She’s gonna embarrass me now.

Eunha: It’s too late to change your mind.

SinB: It’s cold, what are you doing?

Eunha: Lubing up your ass first before I stretch it out with my dildo. Or do you want it without the lube?

SinB: No, I want it in my pussy, not my ass.

Eunha: Sorry, needy people don’t get to choose. This is what you get for turning this normal night into something sexual.

SinB: Go slowly unnie.

Eunha: I thought you liked it rough, you little butt slut.

SinB: Yes but your dildo is too long and thick, it’s stretching my ass to its limit and stuffing it full.

Eunha: What can I say, I like it big. Now shut up and cum, you horny ass.

SinB: Oh yes! It feels so f-fking good not having to masturbate. I’m cumming ughhhh.

Eunha: Wow, you came so quickly. You’re really needy huh. Oh she passed out too, what’s with these babies and their poor stamina? But damn, seeing SinB’s jiggling tits and wet pussy really made me feel like doing it too. Maybe I should call Sowon unnie and see if she’s still awake.

Eunha: Sowon unnie, are you asleep?

Sowon: Would I have answered your call if I was sleeping? Oh yeah, what’s with the video you sent, the one where Umji said she’s a buttslut?

Eunha: We were playing truth or dare and SinB dared Umji to record that video.

Sowon: Haizz that horny ass SinB. Let me guess, you guys fucked afterwards right.

Eunha: Yupp, Umji was telling the story of how Yerin unnie touched her when they were touring the fan cafes. Suddenly, SinB started rubbing Umji’s pussy so I sat on her face to keep her quiet. Umji came so hard that she passed out afterwards. Then SinB ask me to fuck her with my dildo since she was sick of masturbating. She also passed out after cumming.

Sowon: So you’re the only one still awake huh? wanna come over and have some fun?

Eunha: I’ll be on my way!

A/N

This is not my proudest work but I wanted to try out something new and weird.

Sorry for not putting out anything for such as long time, I've been very busy with life stuff. I'll try to put out stuff more consistently but no guarantee.

Thank you very much for reading and hope that you enjoyed it. If you have any comments feel free to send them.

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Gift Granted

A big Happy birthday to Sowon. I wrote this all up today instead of working on my final for a class; errors may be present. (I still have like 5 hours to get it done, it's fine.) Anyway, it's a gangbang/orgy, anal, rough sex, and degradation. I don't know into what category it would fall into exactly between Orgy and gangbang because of some details I included. Also, with this, that is all the members of Gfriend involved.

Length 2.7K

Sowon x Gfriend and M reader

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After you had become comfortable with your entourage and Yuju had become a properly trained cumdump. Yerin came up to you. Even after the hypnosis had worn off, she was one of the needer members of the group, using the fact she had been your friend for a long time against you. She would stay over, and you’d wake up the following day to your cock in her mouth. Right now, though, she came to ask if you could give her friend a gift.

“You want me to fuck her?”

“Yes, I want you to fuck her. Look, it’s her birthday, and she wants to have birthday sex.”

“You do know how this is going to end, right?”

“Yeah, I know, but who else is going to give her a good fuck like you?”

“Flattery won’t help you here.”

“What if I start it? I know how to use a strap-on now; I could start fucking her, and then you join in. What do you think?” She says with a mischievous smile.

The idea interests you, and you start thinking of a plan. “Who’s this friend of yours?”

Yerin perks up at your question, “You’ll do it?”

“Answer the question, Yerin.”

“It’s Sowon.”

The name rang a bell for you. “Sowon?” 

“You don’t remember her? She was in our class a few years ago. Super popular.”

“We never talked to her. Why would I? Wait a second, when did you become friends?”

“This year, we had the same class and sat next to each other. So back to my question, you’ll do it?”

“Fine, but I have some things I want.”

“Name them” You and Yerin discuss how you’ll do things and eventually come to an agreement on what Sowon’s presents would be. She would invite Sowon to her apartment and be the first to fuck her. You just had to wait in the wings until it was time. 

Sowon and Yerin walked into Yerin’s apartment after a long night of drinking. As Sowon lay on the couch, Yerin said, “Close your eyes for a second. I have something for you.”

Sowon closes her eyes and asks, “What did you get me, Yerin? It better not be something stupid.”

“I’m offended that you think I would get you something dumb,” replied Yerin with a heavy dose of sarcasm. Sowon hears Yerin’s rushed footsteps return and something being placed in front of her. “Okay, you can open your eyes.”  As Sowon opens her eyes, she sees a small birthday cake.

A sincere smile comes across her face. “You got me a cake?”

“Yeah! It’s your birthday, after all. Let me light the candles so you can blow them out and make a wish.” Yerin pulls out a lighter she grabbed from the kitchen and lights the heart candle in the middle of the cake. “Remember to make a wish.” She says. 

“I know, Yerin.” Sowon pauses for a moment before taking a deep breath and blowing out her candles.

“What did you wish for?”

“If I told you my wish wouldn’t come true, Yerin.”

“Come on, tell me! No one is going to know.” She says as she moves closer to Sowon, practically pushing her onto her back.

“Hey, Yerin, come on. You’re too close.” 

Yerin becomes quiet as she stares into Sowon’s eyes. The stare they maintain ignites something within them at that moment. “I don’t think I’m close enough.” Yerin pushes forward and plants a kiss on the older woman. Her hands wander under Sowon’s shirt and to her breasts. Yerin breaks her kiss to tease Sowon, “You’re not wearing a bra? You’re so bad.” She pulls Sowon's shirt over her head and resumes kissing her, not giving her time to respond. Yerin tweaks Sowon’s nipples as her kiss deepens, her tongue licking at Sowon’s lips, begging for permission. The older woman grants her access, and as their tongues battle, Yerin pulls on Sowon’s nipples. “The cake wasn’t my only gift for you, Sowon. I have so much more to offer you.” 

“Shut up and kiss me again,” Sowon says as she pulls Yerin into another kiss. As they continued, Yerin’s hands slipped down to Sowon’s jeans, undoing them as she tried to pull them down. Sowon helps her by kicking them off after a certain point. 

“You wait here; I need to get something. Something that will make things a lot more fun.”

“Come back quickly.”

When Yerin returns, she’s stripped down to nothing, only wearing a double-sided strap-on. “This is another one of your gifts.” 

“Oh, what a nice gift. Why don’t I help get it nice and wet.” Sowon crawls to the Yerin, her breasts swaying with every movement. She takes hold of Yerin’s strap and wraps her mouth around it. Deepthroating it a few times as she bobs her head. She glances at Yerin and smiles. “Is this what you wanted? Me on my knees in front of you like this?” Yerin can’t respond as Sowon strokes the cock making sure it’s slick enough. Sowon turns around and lies on the coffee table behind her. After a moment of nothing happening, she leans on her elbows. “Well? Aren’t you going to fuck me?” Yerin snaps back to reality as she was too focused on the beauty of Sowon and her willingly giving herself over. Yerin finally goes to Sowon and aligns herself with Sowon’s wet folds. As she pushes in, they both moan; Yerin feels the other side of the strap-on dig into her pussy. This caused her to want more, much more. Yerin slammed her body into Sowon’s; Yerin’s nails dug into Sowon’s waist as Sowon’s dug into Yerin’s arms. Yerin was relentless as she thrust in and out of Sowon’s pussy. Yerin goes in for a kiss that Sowon returns; her hands finally leave Sowon’s waist as they travel upward and start to massage her bust. “Fuck, you’re so good, Yerin. I’m going to cum.”

“So soon?” Yerin grunts out as she nears her own orgasm. 

“You’re cumming too; come on fuck me harder, make me cum.” Yerin thrust her hips faster as they neared their orgasms; when they did, she didn’t stop. As Yerin leans over Sowon’s panting body, she calls out, “Get in here.” Sowon looks around, unsure of who Yerin is talking to. As she looks to the door of Yerin’s room, she spots Eunha, SinB, Umji, and Yuju all wearing similar strap-ons to Yerin. “Surprise.” 

As the women approach her, Sowon leans up, only for Yerin to pick her up. “SinB, you said you would take her ass?”

“Yes, I did. Just let me get her ready.” SinB sucks on her fingers until they’re coated in saliva before slithering them into Sowon’s ass.

“Ah! Hold on; I’ve never had anything up there.”

“Don’t worry; you’ll get used to something much bigger being in there soon. Isn’t that right, Umji?”

“That’s right, Unnie; she’ll get used to it and love it a lot.” Umji gets beside Sowon’s ear to whisper the next part, “I know from experience. You’ll never be the same after this.” This conversation provided enough time for SinB to coat Sowon’s ass in a layer of saliva. 

SinB moved to lie on the floor, “You can drop her down now, Yerin.” 

Sowon looked Yerin in the eye in disbelief that she would do such a thing after the moment they shared. Yerin smiled back at her, squatting down and eventually letting Sowon’s weight send Sinb’s strap-on cock right into the depth of her asshole. “Fuck! It’s so big!” Sowon yelled as she felt the strap-on dig into her ass. Yerin would move over, and in her place, Umji would take over. 

“Don’t worry, Sowon; I’ll make sure I make you feel just as good as Yerin.” She said as she rammed into Sowon’s pussy, causing them to moan,

“Don’t forget about me!” Eunha says as she slides into Sowon’s mouth during her moan. As Sowon feels the three strap-ons inside her, she stares at Yuju standing to the side. 

“Don’t worry about me, Sowon. I’ll be getting my turn soon enough.” Yuju says as she notices Sowon staring at her. 

“Let’s get started!” Eunha shouted as she thrust into Sowon’s throat. Umji and SinB follow quickly after thrusting alternatively. Sowon feels her insides get mixed as SinB and Umji’s cocks rub against each other through her. Sowon’s moans are muffled as Eunha enjoys herself, hitting the back of Sowon’s throat from different angles so she would get the most out of Sowon’s mouth. It doesn’t take long for Sowon to start squirting as she is overcome by pleasure. The girls laugh, seeing Sowon cum so quickly, but keep going, so she doesn’t get a break. “How many times do you think she’ll cum before she breaks?” 

“Who cares? She’s going to be one of us anyway.” SinB replied from under Sowon.

“I think it’s going to be four times if we get her to cum quickly,” Umji said as she dug her cock further into Sowon. Umji grabs Sowon’s hips and forces her to take more, as SinB grabs her tits, pulling her nipples roughly. Sowon’s moans grew desperate as she felt another orgasm coming soon after the first. Her body bucks and spasms as it washes over her. Her screams of pleasure were still muffled by Eunha’s cock in her mouth. 

“Let’s hear that pretty voice.” Eunha teases as she pulls out of Sowon’s mouth. Sowon’s mouth, now free of obstruction, moans nonstop.

“Let me rest, please! I just came twice. I-” Eunha slips her cock back in, stopping Sowon.

“Didn’t you hear us? We’re going to break you.” Eunha says with a giggle. Umji and SinB begin to reach their climax as they thrust faster and faster into Sowon. Sowon shakes her head before her body spasms again. SinB and Umji match their thrusts now, their cocks rubbing against each other through Sowon’s walls. Eventually, both impale Sowon as the three of them cum simultaneously. Worn from using Sowon’s body Umji and SinB slip out of her used holes, and Eunha and Yuju replace them. “You have such nice tits, Sowon. I was getting jealous, but not I get to suck on them.” Eunha latches onto Sowon’s right nipple, her tongue swirling around it as she thrusts into Sowon’s pussy.  Yuju takes Sowon’s ass, thrusting with tons of force. 

“Please,” Sowon says before her voice drifts off. 

“Please, what? Please fuck me? Is that what Sowon wants?” Yuju asks the barely conscious woman. 

“More…I want more.” Sowon said.

“It’s your time to shine,” Yerin says from the couch she’s been sitting on while she watched on with ardent joy. You step into the room and look eyes with Sowon, whose eyes wander below the belt, and see your cock. You go to her head and let your cock slap her face. Sowon eagerly licks the underside of your cock. “Oh, looks like you really like your last present!” Yerin says as she claps. 

“Open wide, Sowon.” She does as ordered and waits for your cock. As you slide in, you feel her warm tongue lap at your cock. Inch by inch, you push further into her throat, eventually seeing her throat bulge and tears well up in her eyes. Seeing that you taunt her, “I thought you wanted more Sowon. What happened?” You hold onto her throat as you begin thrusting; Sowon’s moan causes her throat to vibrate, giving you a more pleasurable throatfuck. As Eunha and Yuju continue to use Sowon’s ass and pussy. You look over to see a tower of bodies as Umji has Yerin’s strap on inside her ass, and Yerin has SinB’s. The room is filled with moans from everyone. As Eunha and Yuju reach their climax and force another one upon Sowon. You force Yuju to stay under Sowon while you continue to use her throat, occasionally slipping your cock out to let her breathe. With one hand on either side of her throat, you begin harsh and fast thrusts, your balls smacking Sowon’s face each time. When you feel your balls tighten, you slow down enough to ensure you finish inside her. Your cum flows straight into her stomach as she tries to drink it all. There’s too much, and some spews from her mouth off her face onto Yuju below. 

As you pull out, you call over Umji to clean you up. She rushes over and kneels in front of you, her hands under your cock to catch any cum that may fall off. She suckles on the head before you place a hand on the back of her skull and force her to the base of your cock. You moan as Umji’s tongue swirls quickly, gathering all the cum on your cock. “You’re such a good girl, Umji; you’ve gotten so good at cleaning my cock” you say to her.

“It’s all thanks to you and your wonderful cock master.” She responds as she nuzzles your now clean cock.

“You can go back to Yerin now.”

“Thank you, master!” She cheers as she goes back to her place.  Eunha and Yuju moved from their positions and waited at Sowon’s side as her body lay on the floor. 

“Let’s have a vote!” You say with a booming voice. “Which hole will it be, her ass or her pussy?” 

“Ass!” shouts Yuju.

“Pussy!” responds Yerin.

“Ass!” says Umji.

“No, her pussy!” Eunha yells.

“Her pussy! Leave her a present in her pussy” SinB cries.

“Pussy it is. Oh, but wait, it’s her birthday. We have to give her all the cocks she can handle. One of you take her mouth, two of you can get a handjob, one in her ass, and another her tits. We’re using every part of her!”  The girls cheer as they all get to have another turn with Sowon. Eunha and Yuju are satisfied with having Sowon handle their strap-ons; Umji gets on Sowon’s stomach, ready to use her tits, Yerin gets underneath Sowon, prepared to take her ass, and SinB positions herself at Sowon’s mouth. “Any last words, Sowon.”

“My body is yours,” She says weakly. With that, you all began to move. As you split apart her pussy, her scream was interrupted by Sinb’s strap-on entering her. Sowon’s hands start jerking off Eunha and Yuju, moving around the strap-on so that the other side of it would shift inside them. Yerin slid into Sowon’s gaping ass easily, and Umji slid in between her tits, pressing them together as she grinded on her. You feel Yerin’s strap-on rub your cock through Sowon’s wall, walls that already tightened around your cock as she kept cumming. Sowon wouldn’t stop squirting as you all used her body as you wished. Your moans echoed in the room, as did the sound of bodies smashing against each other.

The floor became drenched in Sowon’s juices as she continued cumming for what seemed like hours. You felt an early orgasm cumming due to her pussy constricting around your cock. You buried yourself deep inside her as you poured your hot load into her pussy. Sowon’s back arched as she felt your cum flood into her. The others cum soon after, each squirting through their strap-ons, dirtying Sowon’s body. As they all leave her body one by one, you have Yerin, and Eunha sucks your cock to get you close to cumming. They each handle one side, occasionally meeting at the head where they would kiss with the head of your cock being between them. You told them to stop when your balls tightened and got next to Sowon’s face. You jerked off until you sprayed her with a large load of cum covering her face. 

“Welcome to the club, Sowon. This won’t be the last time this happens. You’re going to be everyone’s toy from now on.”

She mumbles, “Yes, master.”

“Good, oh, and happy birthday. Did your wish come true?”

Sowon says, “It did; thank you for all the great gifts.” She weakly moves her hand to collect some of your cum to taste it. She would pass out from exhaustion and be in Yerin’s care for the next day until it was time for her to be used again.

[mi-rae07]

Jeong Yunho : Monster (Part 1/2)

Pairing : Jeong Yunho (Ateez) and named character (Shin Ye-rin)

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A/n : Song recc - Nightmare by Sondia

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Yerin looked up as she heard a knock on her door, putting her pen down on the table as she said

Yerin : come in.

Her assistant rushed inside the office room, a few files in her hands. She placed them on yerin's desk with trembling hands as yerin sighed and said

Yerin : from prosecutor jeong, I presume?

Assistant : o-oh, yes miss, it's from him. He requested you to look through these.

Yerin : and where is he right now?

Assistant : he's preparing to go meet someone within a few minutes, miss shin.

Yerin let out a breath and stood up from her chair, walking out of her office as the assistant blinked in confusion. Yerin ran towards the entrance of the building she was in right now, knowing if she was fast enough, she could catch him.

And soon enough she did, just as yunho was about to step out of the building with his suitcase. Yerin blocked his path with her own body, making yunho look at her with done eyes.

Yunho : not again. Yerin-shi-

Yerin : no, not a word. Are you going to meet him again?

Yunho : and if I am?

Yerin let out an exasperated breath, not understanding why yunho was being so stupid.

Yerin : yunho-shi, you can't keep doing this. You're a prosecutor for god's sake, you can't be scheming with those people and working for them. You're supposed to-

Yunho : what, ‘work for the people’? No, that's what you go by, shin yerin. I'm done with that.

Yerin : that's not what you said when you first got this job.

Yunho : well then guess what, I've changed. Time's changed and I need to adapt with the circumstances.

Yerin : you know what those people did to your father, how can you fall for their schemes despite knowing all that-

Yunho : if you cannot do those files, then leave it. I'll pull an all-nighter for them.

Yerin : but this isn't about those files! It's about you!

Yunho : we do not need this entire building to know about this, yerin-shi. Keep your voice down.

Yerin : if I don't are you going to ask those thugs to murder me in my sleep, huh?

Yunho clicked his tongue in annoyance and pressed yerin against the wall, looking at her with a sharp gaze

Yunho : you think of me as a murderer?

Yerin : they're murderers, and you work with them. What else am I to assume?

Yunho : do not cross your limits, yerin. You are no one to me, you are of no importance to me, or my life. Do not mistake my patience for kindness.

As much as it hurt yerin to hear those words, she was used to it by now.

Yerin : you-

Yunho : no. what I do, is my fucking business, never yours. From next time onwards, I will assign those files to someone else, in that way you won’t have anything against me.

Yunho let go of yerin harshly as he stepped out of the building, walking hastily towards his car. The car those people had bought for him, in return for the dirty work yunho had done for them. Yerin watched as yunho drove away from her, feeling her head hurt. She hated how things were going, how different it was from how things used to be.

Yerin and yunho studied in the same college, emerged out as the top two candidates for the prosecutor post and they had both gotten it very easily. They had been prosecutors for at least 4 years now and the first 2 years were good enough. Yunho wasn't the type to get close to people, he didn't have a good relationship with his single mother either. But even then, he had been nice to yerin during those first two years, helping her out in certain problems and buying her soju when things got too hard.

But it was different now, has been since yunho became chief prosecutor a year ago. Now the yunho that once used to work for the people despite not being as kind as you would expect someone to be, had turned to the more profit-making side of this job. Except huge profits came with huge losses, and the people yunho was dealing with for these profits, were dangerous.

They were the ones who caused the death of yunho's father after all.

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Yunho declined his mother's call, sighing as he turned the car towards yet another diversion lane. The last thing he wanted to do right now was talk to the woman who caused him to be the man he is today. She was the reason his dad fought with those people, and now she was the reason yunho was doing business with the same people.

He knew how dangerous they were, but he also knew the money they offered him for doing the work they wanted him to, was large. And this was what his mother wanted him to do, what she had starved him for, what she had locked him up in his room with books for. This was what she had ruined his life for. And since he couldn't undo the nightmare that his childhood was, he decided to do exactly what went against all his principles. Form schemes with the bad people and turn into someone like them in the future.

What did he have to lose anyway?

Yunho finally parked his car in the lawn, stepping out into the mansion that was owned by the CEO of Korea's biggest construction group. Yunho walked towards the inside of the mansion, not bothering to look at the security guards bowing at him. He wished his mother could see all of this, how powerful he had become.

Yunho smiled as Choi Han walked towards him, a wide smile on his face as well. The only difference between their smiles were that yunho's was forced, as it always has been. Yunho bowed as he said

Yunho : mr choi.

Han shook his head as he patted yunho's shoulder, chuckling before saying

Han : I've told you many times to just call me han, yunho-ya.

Yunho hated the way han talked to him as if he had known yunho since he was little.

Yunho : you're in a much higher position than I am-

Han : you're literally the chief prosecutor, don't talk about positions now.

Yunho smiled, letting han lead him to the living room as han plopped down on a chair and motioned yunho to sit opposite him. Yunho sat down, looking at han as he said

Yunho : is there something that needs to be done, han-shi?

Han : cutting right to the chase?

He hated every second he was in this house.

Yunho : I have a lot of work to do, hence.

Han : of course, of course. You're the chief prosecutor, after all. All thanks to me, hmm?

No, all thank to the 10 years of hardwork yunho had to put himself through, the 10 years of torturous planning that he had to do, the 10 years of his life he never got to live.

But yunho didn't say any of that, because if he did, it would be destruction. Han liked his pride and ego to be fed, it was one thing yunho had noticed since the beginning. And so he smiled as wide as he could and said

Yunho : of course, it always will be.

Han : hmm. So! The reason I called-oh wait, do you want tea or anything?

And give han a chance to poison him? Yunho would rather not.

Yunho : oh no, no. I already had my lunch, han-shi.

Han : with prosecutor shin, I'm sure?

Yunho looked up at that, trying not to let the shock show in his face. Because if he did, han would understand, and he would use her against yunho. She was his weak point, he couldn't let that ever be known to han. And for him to already know yunho was close with yerin, he had to stop it before it was too late.

Yunho : Shin Yerin?

Han : who else. It was either her, or you for us. You were both smart, at the top of your leagues. But she seemed to lean more towards the people, you know, the 'prosecutor for the good causes' bullshit. You were more smart.

More easier to control, he means.

Yunho : ah, well yes. Yerin is just another prosecutor for me, I give her work when I need to and eat lunches with her in order to prevent her from prying against me. That's all, she's just a tool.

She was anything but all of that for yunho. How he wished he could care less about yerin.

Han : good for you, then. Anyway, what I called you for, is to give you this.

Han picked up the file lying next to him on the seat before handing it over to yunho, who took it with a confused frown.

Yunho : this…

Han : is a future case of yours. My group's been accused of putting workers under very poor conditions, to the point where a few of our workers are in critical condition in hospitals.

It wasn't an accusation, it was true. It was written all over in the article that was in the file.

Yunho : they've inhaled poisonous smoke.

Han : yes. But that's not really my fault, is it? I'm not the one who asked them to inhale it? They just should’ve been more careful.

Yunho looked up at han, his lips pressed together tightly. Everything in him told him to throw these papers at han's face and let him rot in jail. But yunho knew better. Han chuckled and said

Han : you'll appear as their prosecutor, obviously, since this is such an important case. I want you to make sure you lose this particular case.

Yunho chuckled as he said

Yunho : for the first time, you want me to lose a case, han-shi?

Han : I'm aware losing's not really your thing, you're used to winning. But sometimes we need to lose in order to understand the value of our gains, don't we?

Yunho smiled, shaking his head as he looked up at han and said

Yunho : I'm not going to lose anything this time either, han-shi. I'm going to gain a lot of money for this loss, after all, aren't I.

Han smiled proudly, yunho's words being proof that he had trained him well.

Han : of course, you never truly lose, jeong yunho.

Yunho : whatever business I do with you will always be a win, anyway.

Han smiled wide as yunho stood up, the same crooked smile yunho despised. But he bowed anyway, gripping the file tight in his hand as he said

Yunho : I'll make sure to lose this case for you, choi han.

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Yunho walked inside his office room, pausing at the sight of yerin sitting in his desk, looking through files, his files. Was she sneaking up on his work?

Yunho : what the fuck are you doing?

Yerin flinched at the sound, quickly standing up as she let go of the papers she was earlier looking through. She didn't seem shocked at the sight of yunho, it seemed like she was just waiting for him to come. She didn't even wanna hide it.

Yerin : how many people have you manipulated for him?

Yunho threw his suitcase aside, rushing towards his table as he held yerin's arm, pushing her aside harshly as she hissed.

Yunho : did you just go through my files?

Yerin : and if I did?

She was only adding more fuel to his fire.

Yunho : what the hell is wrong with you, shin yerin!

Yerin : you're killing people, yunho. These cases that you win unlawfully, they're causing innocent people harm!

Yunho : WHY THE FUCK SHOULD I CARE, HUH?

Yerin flinched at that, looking up at yunho who stepped closer to her, eyeing her with dangerous eyes. And looking into them, for the first time, yerin felt her heart race from fear.

Yerin : y-yunho, don’t come closer.

Yunho chuckled, only stepping closer to yerin at that as he whispered

Yunho : why? Are you scared I'll kill you as well?

Yerin's breath hitched, her hands clenching behind her as she said

Yerin : no. no, no I'm not scared of you.

She was trying to convince herself, hope that whatever was happening, wasn't really happening. Yunho trapped yerin against the wall, leaning down as he whispered against her lips

Yunho : really? Look into my eyes and say it then. Tell me you're not scared of me, yerin.

Yerin bit her lips, gathering up unknown courage to look up at yunho. When she finally did, she tried not to flinch at the way he was staring at her. Yunho was never a kind person, but he was never a bad person to her either. But now, with those eyes, telling him she wasn't scared would be a lie.

Yerin : I…this, yunho-shi-

Yunho : why? Am I scaring you now?

Yerin : no stop.

Yunho : why should I? why should I when you started this first? I kept telling you to mind your own business, for two fucking years I've been telling you to not meddle in my business. THEN WHY THE HELL ARE YOU STILL NOT QUITING SHIN YERIN!

Yerin flinched, pressing herself harder against the wall, hoping she could just leave. But yunho didn't seem to care. Instead han's words ran through yunho's mind, causing it to only hurt more. He knew he had to do this, the more closer yerin tried to get to him, the more were the chances han would find out about her. And yunho would rather die than have someone hurt yerin.

Yerin : I didn't want you to get into trouble.

Yunho : trouble? I am trouble, yerin. I am the trouble here, you told me earlier didn't you? That I caused the death of so many people? Yeah, yes I did. And so? So what, am I supposed to go and fall on my knees in front of their families?

Yerin pressed her lips together, feeling tears in her eyes from how harsh his words were.

Yunho : this is how the world goes on, yerin. There's no other way through this and you alone cannot fucking stop this system that's run for centuries now.

Yerin : but I can try to stop you-

Yerin cut herself off as yunho laughed, the laughter sounding even more scarier to her.

Yunho : stop me? You? You think you matter enough for me to stop just because you said so?

Yerin : y-yunho.

Yunho : don't delude yourself, yerin-ah. You don't matter to me, at all, your life is of no importance to me. Because if time needs me to, I can kill you off as well. I can kill you, and get away with it without feeling an ounce of guilt.

Yerin felt tears stream down her eyes, pressing her lips together to prevent sounds from coming out. Yunho stepped back, knowing he had gone to the extent he wanted to, the extent that would finally stop yerin from being close to him.

Yerin breathed heavily, wiping her tears with shaky hands as she said

Yerin : you…you are a bad person, the worst of anyone I've ever seen, jeong yunho. I never-never should have met you.

Yerin walked out of the room, her entire self shaking in sorrow. As soon as yerin left, yunho let out a shaky breath, falling on the floor as his own tears fell from his eyes. He had done this to himself, so if anything he deserved to cry, to feel this pain.

But that didn't make it any better for him, not when yerin was the only one person who truly stood by his side. And not when he loved her.

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Yerin walked towards the CEO's office room in the building, not understanding why he had to call only her and yunho to his room. She had been trying to avoid yunho for a week now, not even looking in his direction. She didn't know whether her absence seemed to make any difference in his life but after what he had told her that day, she didn't think he even cared.

But now, because of this, she'd have to face the one man she didn't want to face anymore.

Yerin inhaled deeply before opening the door to the law firm's CEO's office room, her eyes landing on yunho who was already sitting on one of the sofas. Just as he looked up at her, yerin looked away from him, bowing at the CEO instead

Yerin : you called for me, sir?

Ji-hyun : yes, please sit down, prosecutor shin.

Yerin sighed and closed the door behind her before sitting on the sofa next to yunho's, still not looking at him.

Ji-hyun : I wish to resign this position.

Yerin's eyes widened in shock, yunho blinking his eyes in confusion at the sudden reveal.

Yunho : right now?

Ji-hyun : yes, I'm going to be 60 this year after all.

Retiring at that age was quite understandable, except yerin would've expected ji-hyun to be saying this in front of all his employees, not just two.

Yerin : well then, why did you call only the both of us for this?

Ji-hyun : you know I do not have any children, hence I have no one to leave this law firm to.

Yerin's eyes widened as realization dawned upon her.

Yerin : wait…you're not-

Ji-hyun : I am. I wish to hand over this company to either one of you.

Yunho let out a breath, leaning back against the sofa.

Yerin : sir, that's…that's too much to take from you.

Ji-hyun : why, I'm giving it to you freely, aren't I? I just need you to make a decision amongst yourselves as to who would take over, that's all.

It was a pretty big decision, yunho supposed time would be required.

Yunho : we will consider it and tell you within-

Yerin : I don't want this company.

Both the other men looked at yerin with shocked eyes, not expecting that so soon. Yerin stood up as she said

Yerin : I wished only to become a prosecutor, nothing more and nothing less than that. Handling a company and doing things separately for the sake of it's profits are not something that I wish to do in this life of mine.

Yunho knew exactly who she was addressing those words to.

Ji-hyun : miss shin-

Yerin : I appreciate the offer, sir, but I'm afraid I cannot take it as it goes against my principles. I'm sure prosecutor jeong would do a much better job after you than I ever could.

Yunho sighed, looking away. Of course yerin would say this, he should've known. Yerin bowed at her CEO before saying

Yerin : I hope you have a good retirement, sir.

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Yunho : I need to see her.

Assistant : but sir, I have to ask her whether it's okay to let you in-

Yunho : I'm the chief prosecutor, she doesn't need you to ask her for the permission, so step aside.

Assistant : sir-

Yunho : step aside before I cause your firing, miss lee.

The assistant stepped aside at those words, her mouth pressed into a thin line as yunho knocked on the door and opened it. He knew if he were to ask to be let in, he would never be able to see yerin, he knew her enough.

Yerin looked up from her desk at the knock, expecting to see her assistant. But as soon as she saw yunho entering instead, she froze, her breathing getting shallow.

Yerin : why the hell are you here?

Yunho : we need to talk.

Yunho closed the door behind him before walking towards yerin's desk, sitting down on the chair opposite hers. She moved back from her desk, the fear from that day still lingering.

Yerin : we have nothing to talk about.

Yunho : yes we do, about the inheritance of the law firm.

Yerin : I told you I'm not taking it.

Yunho : yerin-

Yerin : no, you think I'll listen to you? Let me tell you, then, jeong yunho. You don't matter to me so much that I will do anything you ask me to. Hence you may stop wasting your time and leave.

She was using his own words against him, and yunho had to pretend those words had no effect on him now.

Yunho : you think I can really handle this company well?

Yerin : aren't you already used to doing dirty works for profit's sake?

Yunho : that's why I can't do this, yerin. It won't be fair play.

Yerin : the world isn't fair, and one person cannot break the system, you told me that.

Yunho : it won't be just one person anymore if you take this company.

Yerin : don't be such a hypocrite, jeong yunho. A week ago you told me I couldn't break the system. You told me you didn't care about the people, or fairness. You told me you cared only about your own profit. Now you're here, asking me to take over this company for the sake of same people you said you didn't care about? What sense do you make?

Yunho let out a breath, looking away from yerin as he whispered

Yunho : I have my reasons, yerin-

Yerin : then tell me what those are!

And put her in danger? Yunho would rather die.

Yunho : I can't.

Yerin : then get out.

Yunho : please, I cannot take this company, it must be you.

Yerin : yunho I told you-

Yunho : if I take this company, han is going to control it.

Yerin : what?

Yunho : don't you understand? If I become the CEO, Choi Han is going to use me and control this company for his own benefits. He's only going to gain more power if I take this, so please.

Yerin : you're supposed to be glad of that, shouldn't you? You work for him, yunho, you're supposed to be finding all this beneficial, if anything-

Yunho : please. Please, you need to understand-

Yerin : I CAN'T UNDERSTAND IF YOU DON’T FUCKING TELL ME!

Yunho : I can't tell you because that knowledge would put you in danger, shin yerin!

Yerin : but you don't care about that! You told me you didn't care about me, or my existence. Then what-

Yunho : I don't, I don't care about you.

That was a lie. Yerin let out an exasperated breath, not being able to understand yunho anymore. She was done, and tired.

Yerin : this is torture, yunho. Every single second I spend with you is just torture.

Yunho : yerin-

Yerin : no, no I'm tired. I'm trying to understand you, yunho, I've always been trying. But you're…you're so cruel to me, you make me feel like my existence makes no difference in your life. Which, yes, maybe I don't. But you don't say things like that in front of a person, yunho. You don't scream those things at me, and then scare me, and threaten me with my own life.

Yunho pressed his lips together, not having anything to say to any of that. He knew he was a bad person.

Yerin : the only thing that I can understand from your actions, is that you're not capable of feeling or understanding human emotions anymore.

Yunho looked up at yerin, feeling his heart break. She thinks he isn't capable of love anymore, she thinks of him as a non-living thing now?

Yerin : you're not human anymore, jeong yunho. You've turned into some sort of a monster, incapable of loving someone, or bringing someone happiness.

Yunho couldn't stand this any longer, he couldn't hear things like this from the one person he loved with all his heart. Not without bursting out in tears. And so he stood up, shaking his head as he said

Yunho : we'll talk some time else.

Yerin : what, that's going to change my decisions?

Yunho : no, but it could change my circumstances.

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Yerin let out a breath, leaning back against her chair as she thought of what she had said to yunho and the way he had looked at her. She regretted it, she never should have said things like that to someone like yunho, not when she knew the things yunho had to go through when he was a child. She didn't know all of it but the some things that she did know, were terrible enough.

Yunho had never shown her a single moment of vulnerability from his side, instead he had always unknowingly been her pillar of support whenever she needed him. But the way he had looked at her when she said he was incapable of human feelings anymore, it showed hurt. He was quick to hide it, but she saw it, the pain in his eyes.

She wished she could take it back, she wished it had never happened. But now yunho had gone out somewhere and it had been 5 hours, he still had not returned to his office. She supposed she should just wait for him and apologize later.

Just as she was about to go back to her work she felt her phone ring, quickly leaning over as she picked up the call from an unknown number

Yerin : hello?

??? : is this shin yerin-shi?

Yerin : yes, it is me.

??? : we're calling from the medical center, do you perhaps know someone by the name of jeong yunho?

Yerin felt her heart race at that, her breath hitching in her throat as she asked

Yerin : yes, yes I do. Did...did something happen to him?

??? : he's gotten into a small car accident, you were the most used contact in his phone that we retrieved so we called you first. We would appreciate it if you could come here as soon as possible, miss shin.

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[seokstrivia]

And So It Begins | jhs

✽ Summary: You thought you had missed your chance, but you’re just an idiot and Hoseok is bad at communicating 

Or, Hoseok lets you know he’s single

✽ Teacher AU | word count: 6.1k

✽ Jung Hoseok x Reader: fluff, angst, friends to lovers, implicated cheating, but no cheating, pining, slow burn, hoseok is soft, namjoon is your brother and jungkook is a child with taehyung, including a lot of frustration

A/N i havent wrote in ages, but i hope this one is as enjoyable as it was when writing it! please let me know what you all think and thank you for reading<3

The sun was bright as it shone through the orange-coloured leaves. It was warmer than usual, even though the air was still crisp. Your classroom was brightly lit by the natural light seeping through the wide-ranging windows, accompanied by the sound of children playing outside.

A sigh parted your lips as you continued to mark the tests you had handed out that morning. The complaints and whines from your students were still buzzing in your ears making you smile. You loved your students; they were always so full of life and eager to learn.

“Someone’s in a good mood,” a familiar voice drew you out of your trance.

Hoseok. Jung Hoseok. A colleague— a fellow teacher you had been working with for almost three years. He was sweet, always knew what he was doing and was always so helpful.  

“I am in a good mood, thank you,” you answered with a cheeky smile.

He returned the smile with a fond gaze in his eyes, talking to you always cheered him up. Just seeing you seemed to lighten his day, and you would’ve thought or felt the same if he didn’t have a girlfriend.

It was your own fault; you missed the chance to go on a date with him because you were sick and busy grading papers. However, what made it worse was that you couldn’t even hate the girl he was with because she was so sweet to everyone.

Two-faced as fuck, but you had yet to witness it.

“Do you want to have lunch with me?” He asked, shyly.

Another smile made its way to your lips as your eyes made contact with his. A red hue accommodated his cheeks while he waited for a response. It was easy to say yes to him, easy to give in and have lunch as friends and nothing more. But when he was with the woman he was with, then it wasn’t that easy or simple even.

“I’ll have to get back to you. I think Mr Park and I are having a meeting,” you told him.

The way the smile fell from his lips made you feel so guilty. You weren’t lying but it wasn’t the truth either, Mr Park, better known as Jimin, wanted to meet you after school not during lunch.

“I’m sorry,” you added before he could leave.

Hoseok seemed to avoid you after asking you to lunch, Jimin didn’t seem too pleased with you lying to him. It seemed like he told Hoseok the plan was to meet after school hours.

It was your own fault for lying and beating around the bush. More so, it was childish and immature, you could’ve just said yes like you wanted to and then dealt with his girlfriend later.

Too late now. You sighed.

“Parents evening is coming up,” Namjoon said trying to lighten the dull mood.

He was a single dad to a beautiful girl; he was also your older brother who seemed to know every little thing about you.

“Did Yerin remind you?” You smiled.

Namjoon shook his head in full offence, “I remembered by myself,” he berated like a small child. “I have a good memory.”

You chuckled at the scowl on his face making him smile in return. The atmosphere did lighten up thanks to your brother, and the sour memory of Hoseok avoiding you was quickly forgotten about as the night went on.

“So… has she been a good girl?” He asked quietly.

~

The coffee on your desk was getting cold, but that was the last of your worries. One of the students in your class was beginning to slack in terms of homework.

You weren’t one to tell children off for not doing their allocated work at home, especially when you never did yours as a child. However, it was worrying when the smartest kid in class was falling behind.

Hence why, when the end of the day bell rang, you were quick to call him over before he could leave. There was a sad look in his eyes and you instantly knew something was wrong.

The talk with your student went on longer than you anticipated, but when he told you how he felt and what was going on, you didn’t have it in you to tell him to stop talking.

He trusted you.

“Is it ok if I call your dad and speak to him?” You asked, carefully.

Jungkook slowly nodded his head, his eyes were brighter as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, miss!” He beamed as he left the classroom.

A sigh of relief parted your lips as you watched him run towards his dad. The clouds were grey and dull, but that didn’t seem to faze the two standing outside, and when it started raining, the smiles on their faces only seemed to grow wider.

When Namjoon called you that night to see how you were doing, you were more than happy to tell him you were doing great.

After that, things seemed to be going well until you ran into Hoseok. He was holding two small boxes of art materials and was out of breath from running down the flight of stairs.

It was awkward but at the same time it wasn’t, just because you didn’t speak to each other anymore, didn’t mean you were now nothing but strangers.

At the end of the day, you were both adults and he was your colleague. One little mistake shouldn’t ruin what you two had, hence why an apology was in order and maybe lunch to make up for things.

“Would you like some help, Hoseok?” You offered with a smile.

Hoseok seemed hesitant at first, but he nodded his head, answering with a short, ‘yes, please.’ You took the box on top before following him to his classroom, it was now or never.

After placing the box on his desk, you turned around to face him. There was still a friendly smile on your lips, but he could tell you had something to say.

Hoseok was different from your other friends, he was sweeter than honey and brighter than the sun. He was careful with his words and actions, more so, he was loyal.

“I’m sorry for lying to you. I hope I can make it up to you by… maybe… buying you lunch?” You offered.

The way his face lit up at your words caused your heart to jump to your throat. This would’ve been so much easier if you didn’t have feelings for him.

“I’d love that, y/n,” he beamed.

You returned the smile before telling him to text you a day and time. That night, you went home with a light heart and skip in your step.

“Auntie, are you ever going to find a boyfriend?” Your niece asked you.

Namjoon choked on his chicken, eyes wide in surprise, he never thought his daughter would ask such a question. But you didn’t seem surprised, instead, you laughed in response and sent her a wink.

He wasn’t sure what that meant, but Yerin seemed to like the answer since she winked in return.

Namjoon sighed, girls were a mystery.

“Does Yerin know something I don’t?” your brother asked while washing the dishes.

You retired your chin on your hand while you watched him. He was bound to drop a plate or glass soon, it just meant you would need to finish off the dishes and clean his mess.

“I’m not going to drop anything tonight,” he declared while turning his head around.

There was a frown on his face as he glared at you, and It reminded you of the times your mum would tell you off or the times she would shout at Namjoon for breaking something.

“Do you remember when mum would get us in trouble for silly things, like laughing?” You reminisced.

Namjoon chuckled in return as he nodded his head. Of course, he remembered. While raising his daughter he’d come to learn that he was very much like his mum.

“I got Yerin in trouble for whistling the other night,” he snorted making you laugh.

“Mum would be so proud of you, Namjoon.”

He gazed at you with so much parent-like love, “and you.”

The rest of the night was spent looking through old albums and laughing at embarrassing photos while drinking wine and wishing time would slow down.

~

Winter was right around the corner; nights were colder, and the days were shorter. Now school was the last thing on children’s minds as they spoke about Christmas, and what they wanted from Santa Clause.

You smiled as you listened to your students talk about candy canes and finding the perfect Christmas tree. It reminded you of the times you would go sledging with Namjoon and have snowball fights with Yoongi.

“Miss, what are you doing on Christmas?” Taehyung urged with eagerness.

His question seemed to pique interest in the whole class as they had stopped colouring in. Their eyes were shining under the bright lights as they waited for you to answer his question. Truth be told, you didn’t have an answer. Well, you didn’t have one that would satisfy their minds or excite them further.

“She’s having dinner with me.”

The girls squealed at Hoseok’s’ answer while the boys sniggered to themselves. You playfully shook your head while asking them to quieten down so you could speak to Mr Jung. They were quick to do as they were told, but that didn’t mean they wouldn’t try to listen to your conversation or watch on with eager eyes.

“What can I do for you?” You greeted as you approached him.

“I don’t know if you remember, but you offered to buy me lunch,” he stated.

The few giggles heard behind you made you laugh to yourself easing your racing heart. You didn’t think he’d take the proposal since it’d taken him almost a month to get back to you.

“You’re right, I did offer,” you nodded.

“How’s Friday? I know it’s late but—“

“Friday is fine,” you cut him off before he could apologise or give an excuse for why he’d taken so long to get back to you.

His smile was contagious enough to make your class smile. But it wasn’t enough to make you forget about his girlfriend, the one woman you were trying to stay clear of.

It was when you were walking to your car you felt a hand on your shoulder. There was a strong feeling in your gut telling you not to turn around, but you still did.

And there she was.

“Hi Irene, can I help you?” You inquired politely.

She shook her head while slipping her hand into her pocket. Her long eyelashes fluttered over her tinted cheeks as she blinked. She was annoyingly very, very, pretty.

“I know you’re getting lunch with my boyfriend. So, I am only here to remind you that he is taken, and he’s mine,” she told you.

You were slightly taken aback by her strong demeanour, but it was a given that this would occur. You even had nightmares about it.

“I’m not going to steal him from you. He wouldn’t cheat on anyone and I would never do that to anyone,” you replied, trying to remain calm.

There was a smirk on her lips as she flicked her hair over her shoulder and fixed the scarf around her neck.

“As if he would want you anyways.”

The snicker that followed her words, in the process of her turning around and leaving, caused a heavy shiver to shoot up your spine.

You had a bad feeling about this.

~

Namjoon was rambling on about how Yoongi and Jin kept arguing about shoes when your phone buzzed in your pocket. You weren’t shocked to see multiple texts from Jimin but when you saw Hoseok's’ name, you felt yourself stop breathing.

A part of you knew it was a text to cancel plans, you didn’t want to believe it, but you knew. So, when you opened the message to read the text, you weren’t surprised.

However, you were disappointed.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Namjoon urged, softly.

You shook your head in reply and shoved your phone in your pocket. There were two ways to deal with this 1) to become really angry and never talk to Hoseok again, or 2) pretend you’re ok and move on.

He wasn’t single anyways; he was just a friend.

“Nothing, it’s just Jimin and his workload,” you lied while keeping a small smile on your lips so he wouldn’t worry.

Namjoon didn’t believe you, but he didn’t question you further either. If you wanted to talk, you would and he, of all people, knew that.

Still, at this point, option number one seemed to be better than the one you picked. But, at the end of the day, you were an adult with a full-time job.

And it sucked.

“I wish I wasn’t at home sick the day Hoseok asked me to dinner,” you voiced. “We wouldn’t be playing this stupid game and I wouldn’t have missed my chance.”

Namjoon remorsefully shook his head and hauled you in for a hug. He was quick to kiss your forehead and rub your back in comfort.

“If all these thoughts are coming from Jimin’s workload, you better ask him to stop messaging you,” he joked trying to lighten the mood.

It didn’t work of course, but it did bring a genuine smile to your lips. Hoseok would always be just a friend, and that was something you had to accept.

The very next day you were back at work, and so far, it seemed to be going okay considering you’d yet to come across Hoseok. However, for whatever reason, it seemed like he was avoiding you.

…Which was fine since you didn’t really want to talk to him, even though it was kind of childish…

“Auntie, I forgot my lunch,” a small voice spoke making you smile.

You felt the need to coo at your niece for being so adorable, but that would embarrass her, and then you would never hear the end of it.

“Come here, your dad texted me this morning. I picked up your favourite sandwich and drink at the supermarket before coming to work,” you grinned seeing her eyes shine at the sight of food.

“Thanks, Auntie!”

Yerin was quick to hop into a chair at one of the many desks in the room and eat her lunch. She would chat with you almost after every bite and tell you about her day like she would at home.

It was nice having company… maybe you should ask Jimin to meet you for lunch, it does get a bit lonely sometimes.

“Mr Park said he has a someone special,” Yerin voiced with a mouth full of food. “He said she works here.”

You rolled your eyes at the little girl; she was just as bad as her dad.

“Yerin-ah, you were supposed to eat the sandwich, not destroy it.”

She giggled in response while hopping off her seat, “thank you, auntie! I’ll see you at home time.”

You watched her throw her trash in the bin before running out of the room. It made you feel a little sad to see her leave, but there was nothing you could do about that.

~

“Hey, you,” Jimin beamed when you stepped into his class.

He was marking papers, something you should’ve been doing too, but you didn’t want to sit alone anymore.

“Let’s get dinner,” you proposed just as you stood in front of his desk.

The sun was setting behind Jimin producing golden hues. It made the room look different, more intriguing rather than dull and boring. Jimin stood up and stepped around his desk after reaching for his coat. He must’ve agreed to your suggestion because he was already walking towards the door.

“What are you waiting for?”

His smile made his eyes disappear, and it made you laugh to yourself as you remembered him complaining about how he couldn’t see whenever you made him smile.

Jimin was a good friend, he always would be.

“Nothing. Let’s go.”

When you invited Jimin to dinner, you didn’t think he would invite Hoseok and his… girlfriend. It’s not like this was a double date, more so, you just didn’t want to speak to them.

The sun had set long ago, the stars were shining, and the moon long replaced the sun. A sigh parted your lips as you felt cold air seep through your coat. Maybe you could cancel last minute and go home. They would understand since you took care of Yerin a lot when Namjoon worked.

Another sigh left your lips.

“Are you okay?” Jimin asked with concerned eyes.

You smiled at him and nodded your head. He must’ve known you were lying, or you’re just a really bad liar because he was quick to pull you aside.

Why were you so easy to read?

“Is it because I invited Hoseok?” He questioned further.

“I’m sorry. I know it’s really immature but I just— I can’t,” you told him.

What you said didn’t make sense, but Jimin seemed to understand.

“Let’s go somewhere else. Wait here.”

You watched him step towards the couple, watched him take Hoseok aside and tell him he was taking you somewhere else. Hoseok’s smile fell as his gaze met yours, he didn’t question further but you knew he wanted to.

Jimin didn’t say anything when he led you out of the restaurant. He didn’t say anything when he ordered the food. He didn’t say anything when he paid for the bill.

You were thankful that he didn’t pry into your mind, to be honest, you didn’t have an answer yourself. Maybe you were jealous of Irene or maybe you hated yourself for not trying with Hoseok.

It was too late now anyway.

“Thank you for dinner, Jimin,” you beamed. “And for taking me somewhere else.”

He shyly shook his head, eyes small crescents as he smiled widely.

“It’s ok. I’m sorry I invited them without asking you,” he replied sheepishly.

“It was my fault. I shouldn’t have acted the way I did.”

Jimin was sweet and careful with you, his touches were soft and words sincere. Sometimes you wondered what it would be like to be in love with him. However, in the end, you really just wanted him to find the perfect person, someone who would love him forever.

“I hope you work things out with Hoseok,” he shrugged, hand rubbing the back of his neck.

You disregarded what he said. Instead, you smiled at him again and kissed his cheek before thanking him once more and letting yourself into your home.

It’s not that you didn’t want to ‘fix’ things, it’s just that you didn’t know what needed fixing. Was it miscommunication? Or were you simply overthinking everything?

Probably the latter.

“Namjoon-ah, I’m home.”

~

“Enjoy your Christmas break, class, and don’t forget to leave out cookies for Santa,” you winked as you dismissed your class.

They happily said goodbye while they trailed out of the room, one by one. You could see Hoseok down the corridor waving bye to his class too. It had been a while since you spoke to him, to be honest… you missed him. A lot.

He made eye contact with you before stepping back into his room. Hoseok looked good in a suit and tie. But he looked better with a smile on his face and you hadn’t seen one in a while.

A deep exhale left your lips as you pulled your phone out of your coat pocket. There were multiple texts from Jimin and a few from Namjoon; as usual.

However, there was also one from Hoseok.

From Jung Hoseok:

— I was wondering if we could talk.

— Maybe over a cup of coffee?

You were nervous. Really nervous.

To Jung Hoseok:

— Make it a hot chocolate and you have a deal.

From Jung Hoseok:

— Done ;)

Sometimes you wondered what it would feel like to belong to someone. Other times, you wondered what it would feel like to belong to Jung Hoseok.

“Thanks for meeting up with me.”

You blinked out of your daze when you heard his voice. It took you a few seconds to realise you’d reached the chosen cafe.

“It’s ok. I really needed a hot chocolate,” you chuckled nervously. “So, what did you want to talk about?”

Hoseok seemed nervous, well, more nervous than you. He had a woolly scarf wrapped around his neck while a black coat engulfed his body. It made him appear smaller. Cute.

He didn’t say anything for a few minutes, but he kept his gaze locked on yours. As if he was studying you, memorising your features to secure it in his memory forever.

It was a comfortable silence. Almost.

“I—Well… I wanted to talk about us,” he muttered, eyes dropping to his hands.

You nodded your head, silently prompting him to continue. However, you had a few things to say too.

“It’s just that… We used to be such good friends, and then I asked you out and everything kind of… fell apart? I don’t know,” he sighed in frustration as he thought about it. “I’m sorry if I ruined things, I just, I guess I wish you told me how you felt sooner.”

Now it was your turn to be frustrated, not only because of the obvious miscommunication between you too but also because of how stupid he was. It was almost as if he didn’t know anything.

“You didn’t ruin anything, Hoseok. I explained why I couldn’t meet you that night, I really wanted to, but I was sick,” you told him.

Hoseok seemed even more confused than before, he couldn’t get his head around what you’d just told him. Mainly because he didn’t receive a text from you that night.  

“I didn’t get a text.”

That couldn’t be right. You remember sending a text to him because Namjoon told you to stay home. So, how?

“I really didn’t, y/n. If I did and if I’d known you were sick, I would’ve come to see you,” he added.

“It’s ok, I believe you. I’m just confused.”

He nodded his head in relief and finally smiled at you. Everything seemed to be making sense between you two. The only thing left to figure out was how this miscommunication occurred.

“Me too,” he chuckled breathlessly. “But it’s weird because Irene turned up out of nowhere.”

Your eyes were quick to meet his, to see how he felt about her as if you could. It was strange because he didn’t seem too pleased about the way her name rolled off his tongue.

“Are you two… like… a thing?”

It was a stupid question because everyone who worked at the school knew. But they’d all heard from Irene, that was one person. That was one side of the story, no one had ever heard anything from Hoseok.

More so, your question seemed to throw Hoseok off guard.

“We’ve never been a thing!” He suddenly argued. “Why would we be when everyone knows I like you?”

“I’m sorry! There’s no need to get angry, it’s not like it’s my fault. You never told me how you felt.”

He scoffed in annoyance while rolling his eyes, “y/n, I asked you out on a date! That’s bound to tell you something.”

You’d never seen him angry before. Hoseok didn’t even get angry at his class when they misbehaved.

“I didn’t know, okay. Irene told everyone you two were together,” you muttered under your breath.

Hoseok shook his head in disbelief, you didn’t know if he was angry at you, Irene or himself. Maybe it was your fault for believing someone like Irene. You sighed.

This wasn’t going as well as you thought it was. The guy you liked, liked you back but you were too oblivious to see that and now, now he was leaving.

You wanted to cry. Why was the universe never on your side?

To Joonie:

— Can you pick me up? Please.

From Joonie:

— I’m on my way, love

What a great start to Christmas break…

~

“Y/n, you need to get out of bed,” Namjoon scolded once again when he opened the door to your room.

He had been trying to get you out of bed for two days now, but you weren’t listening. A deep exhale parted his lips when he saw you pull the covers over your head.

This was ridiculous.

“What kind of example are you setting for your niece? This is not how you deal with your problems, now get up before I drag you out of bed.”

You groaned at his words and reluctantly threw the covers off when you heard him walk away.

“At least shut the door, you asshole!”

“Language!” He yelled back making you cringe.

This was not going to be a good Christmas break, and to make it worse, you still wanted to cry.

It was nearing 4pm when you finally dragged yourself out of bed. The moon had already replaced the sun, and a thick white blanket covered the city.

You felt like going back to bed and never waking up until you really needed to. But you opted for your phone instead since Namjoon was extra scary when he was in mom mode.

From Jimin:

— Text me for plans!

From Yoongi:

— I think we need to organise a horror movie night!

— But just us… if you know what I mean ;)

— Jokes… text me!

From Jung Hoseok:

— We need to talk.

From Irene:

— You made Hoseok cheat on me!

— You said you would never do that. Lying Bitch.

Wow, okay.

To Jung Hoseok:

— Screenshot sent.

You didn’t get a reply when you sent the screenshot, not even hours later. To be honest, you tried not to care.

But it was hard not to.

“Good to see you’re finally awake. Come and eat something,” Namjoon shot without giving you a second glance.

At least your brother cared about your well-being.

~

Christmas break was going as well as you expected it to. Most days were spent having coffee with Jimin; small outings with your friend… which he called dates. You didn’t think much of it, friends could have friend dates, right?

But then, then, after one too many coffees, he asked you to be his date to his parents Christmas party. Something about wanting to introduce his favourite person to his family. You didn’t know what it meant—what he meant, but you couldn’t say no.

Namjoon was over the moon when you told him. He said something about finally getting over a long crush and moving on. He was wrong, you weren’t moving on. The last few days had been somewhat like an out of body experience, leaving you confused and annoyed.

You don’t know what you were doing.

“Wear a nice dress for him,” Yerin voiced while she watched you raid your closet.

“I don’t have any.”

She clicked her tongue as she slid off your bed. Yerin was a sweet little girl, but sometimes you believed she was an old soul. The way she spoke or acted only proved your assumption.

“Auntie, wear the dress you were going to wear on your date with Mr Jung.”

You let her move you out of the way and observed her draw out a bag from the back of your closet. It was buried away so you would never need to see it again, not like you had anywhere to wear it anyways…

“Here,” she forced, giving you the bag.

Sometimes Yerin reminded you of your mum.

“Thanks,” you muttered, earning a smile in return.

The dress fit better than you remembered. It looked nice. Who were you kidding? It was perfect… just perfect for the wrong guy. Still, maybe dating Jimin won’t be hard.

You say that while your heart sinks at the sight of Jung Hoseok.

Jimin didn’t tell you Hoseok was invited, he didn’t tell you he would wear a black suit with a tie that somehow matched the colour of your dress, he didn’t tell you he would smile and shine.

More so, he didn’t tell you that Hoseok would avoid you.

There was nothing you could do about that though. If he wanted to avoid you so be it… the whole situation, however, annoyed you more than you thought it would.

“You look beautiful, y/n,” Jimin complimented.

He reached for your hand and interlaced it with his. Your eyes caught Hoseok’s before you turned your attention to your friend.

“Thank you. You don’t look so bad yourself,” you teased making him laugh.

“I need to be honest with you,” he sighed with a small smile. “I didn’t invite you to be my date. I invited you because you and Hoseok need to talk and sort out all the misunderstandings.”

This wasn’t the first time Jimin had been so serious, but it was the first time he had been serious with you. More so, he was right.

You really wanted to talk to Hoseok and ask him what his problem was, because who acts this way with the person they like? But then again, you didn’t tell him how you felt, you were too worried about Irene. Someone who meant little to nothing to Hoseok.

The whole thing was really fucking stupid.

“Okay, thanks for being honest, Jimin,” you replied.

He drew you in for a hug before pushing you towards Hoseok, “talk it out and thank me later.”

It was awkward for about five seconds, but then it seemed like things were going to be okay when he smiled at you. Not at Jimin or Jin but you.

There was no exchange of words for the first few seconds, it was obvious a lot had to be said but the two of you didn’t know where to start. First of all, there was the situation with Irene. Second of all, there was the screenshot and then, then there were your feelings.

“We have a lot to talk about,” Hoseok finally addressed.

You nodded your head, “I know.”

He held onto your hand and led you into Jimin’s room. He closed the door before stepping onto the balcony for fresh air. It was stuffy inside, and the air was nice and cool against your skin.

The stars shone brighter than the city lights– the city which seemed to go on forever over the horizon. It made you feel small and incapable. The world was a big place waiting to be explored.

You had a lot going through your mind, but you didn’t know what to say.  

Although it was Hoseok who spoke first. He had his hands in his pocket as he stared at the city ahead.

“I’m sorry for ignoring you. There was a lot to deal with after we spoke, even more after you sent me that screenshot,” he spoke quietly as if afraid to wake the world.

“I’m sorry too. I shouldn’t have acted the way I did.”

Hoseok turned around to stare at you– properly stare at you. It’d been a while, he regretted not speaking to you sooner. So much went through his mind when Jimin told him you two were meeting up for coffee or lunch.

It annoyed him when Jimin called them ‘dates’, but there was nothing he could do or say… until now.

“Irene won’t be bothering you anymore, I sorted it all out,” he said while gazing into your eyes. “You won’t need to worry about her.”

“Tha–That’s good.”

He nodded his head before dropping his gaze. So far things were going well, so far it seemed like it would go back to normal. But then, then you hadn’t really voiced your mind or told him how you felt.

You didn’t know if it was a good time. He deserved to know, of course, he did. How would you tell him though? Hey, I’ve liked you for so long now? No, that’s embarrassing.

“You don’t need to force things to get better or be okay because I know they will be,” Hoseok voiced as he offered a smile.

It was almost funny how he always seemed to know what to say.

You presented a smile in return as you asked him to dance…

~

Namjoon was as dumbfounded as was your niece. They stared at you with wide eyes and dropped jaws. This wasn’t the reaction you were expecting on Christmas Eve when you told them about your talk with Hoseok.

“You didn’t confess?” Yerin almost screeched. “What kind of romance drama is this?”

You raised your eyebrows in surprise, “this isn’t a romance drama. It never was.”

“Watch your tone Yerin-ah,” Namjoon added in a stern tone.

Yerin was quick to shut her mouth, she knew not to get her dad angry. However, she also knew when she was right, and exactly what to say; it was a similar trait to your mum.

“I just think auntie should go and confess. Like, now.”

Namjoon stared at his daughter for a few seconds before turning to stare at you, his expression told you everything, and it was hard not to roll your eyes.

“It’s Christmas Eve,” you deadpanned. “He’ll be spending time with his family.”

Your brother shrugged his shoulders at you as he drew Yerin onto his lap. She was smart for a seven-year-old it was scary.

“You might never get the chance again,” he told you matter-of-factly. “It’s better to say it than regret it later, isn’t it?”

“I hate when you’re right.”

A lot went through your mind when you texted Hoseok. So much more rushed through your mind while you waited for him next to the Christmas tree. There was no one at the park except you and the fear of him not showing up.

It was nearing midnight. Three more minutes and it would be Christmas. Three more minutes and then you were leaving. He wasn’t going to show up. He wasn’t coming.

“Why are your eyes closed?” Someone asked,

A long exhale, you didn’t know you were holding, escaped your lips while you slowly opened your eyes.

“I was scared you wouldn’t come.”

He smiled his bright smile making you blush.

“That’s silly. We have a lot of missed time to make up for, so here I am,” he winked.

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Sure, he was right about all the chances you missed, but did he know you liked him? Surely, not.

However, the smile on his lips and the gaze in his eyes said otherwise. He had to know… if he didn’t before he definitely did now. You asked him to meet you at night, next to a Christmas tree because you had something to tell him.

How obvious could you be?

“Hoseok, I think you already know… but I like you too.”

“Yeah, you’re right,” he chuckled. “I already know.”

You laughed in return earning a soft gaze from the man in front. It kind of was like a romantic drama as your niece had said, just one with a little less drama. It was nice especially when Hoseok tucked a strand of hair behind your ear before kissing your cheek.

“Merry Christmas, my love.”

[ssoojinism]

BONNIE & CLYDE | pjm

Pairing ; criminal! Jimin x criminal! y/n

Genre : angst, nsfw (16+), crime au

Warning : alcohol consumption, kissing, graphic murder (pretty gory but some might find it isn’t, idk)

Plot summary :-

“you make this world a little wild, and we shout through crowded streets, turn up the noise and make it loud, and let the world fall at our feet,”.

The story of you living a reckless life with your boyfriend, Park Jimin as the most wanted criminal couple in the big city of Seoul. Inspired by Yuqi's Bonnie and Clyde and also the story of Bonnie and Clyde itself.

[next]

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The atmosphere in the nightclub located in the center of Seoul is very noisy with the presence of young people dancing on the dance floor, enlivened with lively songs and colorful lights flooding the dark room. The smell of alcohol filled the space mixed with the smell of sweat from those who were still fiercely dancing at the middle of the club.

Meanwhile, in one corner, there was a woman sitting alone in a drinks bar accompanied by the alcohol she had ordered before. She was seen staring at another man who was also sitting not far from her sitting spot. The man who was also aware of her gaze turned around and carved a sweet smile, making the girl to shyly blushed. She then sipped on her drink to relieve the embarrassment before she got startled by a voice that suddenly greeted her out of nowhere.

“Are you new?” He asked.

His voice dripping with honey, not too deep and not too feminine as it’s sounds a bit raspy to her ears. A seductive smile and droopy eyes staring at her that had her heart beating a little bit too faster than usual.

“Kinda. I always want to try the alcohol here,” she said. He then stares at the glass in her hand.

“Martini. Nice one,” He complimented. “Whiskey sour is my favorite,” he added, showing her his half empty glass. She just smiled before he lifted his glass, signaling her for a cheer which she then clashed her glasses with his.

“What’s your name?” He asked first before sipping his drink.

“Yerin,”

“Cute. I’m Jimin,” He reached out for a handshake. Yerin happily accept it but when she about to pull back, Jimin tighten the grip of his hold while staring deep into her face, causing the girl to get flustered, especially when she saw the way his pupil dilated and get darker as he darted his tongue out to wet the bottom of his lips.

“I wonder if you’re…single?”

--

Her back slammed against the brick wall before Jimin once again hovered her to attack her lips for another messy, rough kiss. Yerin let out a breathy moan, her hands wrapping around his neck to deepen the kiss.

“Jimin, Jimin!” She tapped his shoulders for attention but he didn’t seem to listen when he continued to french kissing her like there is no tomorrow.

“Let’s get a room, yeah?” She suggested after she managed to get him off from her for a while. He pouted. “But I can’t wait any longer,” He whined.

Yerin blushed. “It’s embarrassing to have people watching,” She replied while looking around the alley. It was dark but anyone could freely walk in to them so she rather doing it in a closed area. “I will rent a room and I’ll let you do whatever you want, okay?”

Jimin’s lips curled into a mischief smile and nodded. He gets off to let her walk out from the alley towards the open streets but after like one or two step, her way got blocked by someone, judging from a strange silhouette in front of her.  

“Who-“

Yerin looked up and saw you, standing in front of her with switchblade in your hand, pointing towards her. Her brows connecting in a confusing manner.

She recognizes you. You are the woman sitting next to her at the bar back then. She remembers you ordering beer next to her and silently drinking while Yerin still busy having her great time with Jimin before.

But why are you suddenly show up like this? Pointing a knife at the base of her throat in a threatening manner like she doesn’t even know you!

Yerin doesn’t even get a chance to scream because you had slashed her neck open with the switchblade, the blood splatter on your black dress and some even landed on your face too.

The woman collapses lifelessly with her eyes still wide open. You breathe out meanwhile Jimin stepping out from the shadow with a grin.

“That was beautiful, baby!” He applauded, referring to the gruesome image in front of him. You sent him a glare before let out a grunt while walking away, earning a confuse look from your boyfriend.

“Hey! At least get her wallet! Gosh,”

Jimin get into the car after he managed to retrieve the wallet and some jewelry belongs to their previous victim and he saw you wiping the remaining blood on your face, even trying to erase the red lipstick painted on your lips but Jimin was quick enough to stop you from doing so.

“Why are you trying to ruin your lipstick? You know I like it,” He whined, lips jutting into a disappointed pout.

“Uh huh. I know. That’s why I wear this for you but I always ended up seeing you kissing someone else. So, what’s the point?”

You tugged your wrist back while Jimin drew a smile. “Come on. This is not the first time we doing this. You kissed and seduced someone else too. Fair and square, isn’t it?”

“You think I enjoyed it!?” you barked.

“Woah, chill their babe. Okay, I’m sorry, okay?” He apologized, bringing both his palm together in an apologetic manner. You instead glared at him, brows still creasing together.

“Fuck you!” Your snarl doesn’t intimidate him at all that he replied with a wide grin since he knew that you didn’t mean those words at all.

“I love you too,” he reached out for your face to cup them in his palm, squishing your cheeks gently that even you automatically leaned in for more contact since you’re too used to his affectionate touches.

“Do you want me to kiss you?” His whisper makes your eyes flicked up to meet with his face, at the same time making your expression to soften as soon as you met with the pretty face of him.

“Yes please,” With a nod, you answered. He didn’t let you wait for any other second as he crashed his plump lips on your soft one. You quickly buried your fingers into the his light blonde locks, messing them a bit while your lips busy moving in sync to his kiss as if they just found their rightful home.

--

When he arrived at the scene, he could see group of people circling around the area. Seokjin padded his way towards the crime site, carefully slipping in between the crowds who chattering and whispering at the sight of the forensic team busy taking photos and collecting evidence.

“Captain Kim,” Seokjin immediately turned around when his underling coming from behind. Namjoon then handed up some pieces of photos to him. It was the photograph of the victims and some close up to the wounds that was believed to be the cause of her death.

“Victim known as Shin Yerin, 26 years old was found dead by the bartender of the nearer club this morning. The body has been brought to the forensic for autopsy. They however assumed that the victim had been slit in the neck by a sharp weapon, thus being the cause of her death. After a few more research, victims also lost her jewelries and purse which led it to a murder and robbery case,” Namjoon summarized everything he could get from his early investigation.

“I believe the crime was committed by the same persons,” He added. Seokjin pursed his lips.

“It’s definitely them,” He sighed. He obviously was talking about you and Park Jimin.

You and Park Jimin are the infamous criminal partners that are currently being at the top of the police wanted list. Based on some witnesses, both of you are known to be a pair of attractive that would seduce their victims, lure them into a quiet spot to brutally murder them – by slashing their neck – before proceeding to fled along with valuable things belongs to the victims.

“This is their fourth victim, Captain…” Namjoon said with worries painted all over his face. “We can’t let them roaming around any longer. They will put more people in danger,”

Seokjin was silent for a while, staring at the chalk outlines that used to mark the original position of the dead victim.

“What did she do in her past?”

Namjoon let out a sigh, as if he knew what is running in his head when his superior began to throw that question. Namjoon flipped the notepad in his hand to read another information he has written down before.

“Shin Yerin, has a history involving hit and run case. The case happened around 2 months ago where she ran over a 12 years old boy. The boy died. She was arrested but later was released with no specific reason. I believe it involved bribery,”

Seokjin smirked. “Heh, I knew it,”

One thing he are sure about this couple is that they didn’t target just random people. Majority of their victims are people that have criminal past that most of them managed to get away from getting the punishment they deserve. For example, their previous victim is a man in 50s, whose the occupation is a teacher at one of the private schools in Seoul. He was once reported to have sexually assaulted some of his students, both boys and girls but he was freed from being sentence as they said that he lacked of evidence.

A week later, he was found dead in a car with his pants half undone other than the familiar slash on his neck which obviously, it was your doing.

Namjoon let out a low grunt which it immediately distracted Seokjin. “But it’s still doesn’t justify their actions, Captain. Murder is still considered as murder. Those are crimes and they need to be charged over it!” Namjoon exclaimed.

“You know something about them, isn’t it, Captain?” The younger squinted his eyes at him. “You are the only officer that managed to see their face. Why you didn’t give out their details when we ask for your testimony?”

Seokjin glared at him with brows a deep frown. “I told you that I barely saw their face. I don’t know how they look. Do you really think I’m lying? You doubt me?” The older guy had both his palm on his hips while staring deep into Namjoon’s soul.

“I’m sorry, sir. I did not mean to offend you. I’m just making sure,” Namjoon lowered his head, cowering at Seokjin’s sharp stare that didn’t stop from penetrating his face. It made him realized that he probably has spoken something he shouldn’t. Seokjin snorted.

“Whatever. Send reports on my table once they are done with the autopsy. Call me if you guys need anything,” Namjoon nodded. Seokjin turned his heels around as he slowly walking away, with Namjoon bowing at him while telling him to have a safe journey. Seokjin quietly fishing out his phone out of his jeans.

He slammed the door of his car shut once he entered it with his eyes still glued to the screen of his phone. It was shown that he was calling someone with “***” saved as the ID of the mysterious person. Seokjin quickly pressed his phone on his ears while eyes looking out if anyone is watching him at the moment.

--

Hums and giggles can be heard throughout the air. Clothes can be seen scattering on the floor of the hotel room and there’s also two figures hiding under the thick white comforters before one of them decided to pop out to take a breath after being confine under it for a long period of time. Jimin later on followed that he appeared on top of you just to cup your face and smooched your lips again and again.

The kissing got interrupted when your phone on the nightstand rang but you decided to ignore it by letting Jimin proceed with the making out, not even bothering to shove him to answer the call or anything.

But as the time goes on, the ringtones start to irritates your ears that you told Jimin to hold on so you could check on whoever the hell that was bothering you at the moment. Your eyes rolled when you see the ‘Captain Busybody’ ID popped up at the top of your screen. You never felt this confident when rejecting someone’s call, especially from that person.

“Is it him?” Jimin asked. You nodded, lips pouting.

“Ignore him,” He dived into your naked collarbone to leave another mark even though your skins are already full with his love bites he made from last night. But you never complain, instead you enjoyed the way his lips trailing down your skins, making it way to your stomach, lower and lower.

“Yeah, Jimin. Please eat me out, will you?” You demanded, inviting a Cheshire like grin on his lips.

“Of course, m’lady..”

You leaned back on the pillow, relaxing your body and let Jimin do his work when another ringing breaking the moment, making your eyes to shot open. An annoyed groan emits from your throat as you rolled to get the phone and answer it because if you don’t, he will definitely not letting you leaving in peace.

“What the fuck do you want?” No hello or hi, you straight growling at Seokjin. The male’s guess was right though.

“Sorry. Did I bother you?”

“You always bothering me. Are you not aware of that?”

“Is Jimin with you?” His question makes your eyes moving lower to look at your boyfriend who just came up to comfortably lying on your chest, one of his hand fondling with one of your boobs, treating them like a stress ball. When he saw you looking at him, he just draws an adorable smile without saying any words.

“He is. Now, what do you want?” You replied lazily.

“We found another bodies today,” His unimportant information makes you to rolled your eyes once again.

“Okay and?”

“You two did it?”

“So, what if we did it? That woman is one of the scums on this Earth too. Sleeping with your higher ups in return for a jail bail. She deserves to get her neck slashed by me,” You glanced at Jimin who obviously was proud by your witty answer. But, of course, Seokjin was not having it.

“You still can get arrested, y/n. You are literally one of the most wanted criminals right now along with Jimin! Do you ever plan to stop?”

“Blah, blah. Are you done? We are busy right now. If that’s what you want to talk about, I’m hanging up,” You wish you could throw your phone away and let Jimin fuck you senselessly like what he supposed to do.

“I’m being serious, Y/N!”

“So am I,” This time you sat up a little bit but your boyfriend still clinging on your chest, burying his face into your skin despite you have those annoyed frowns on your face since he know, the frowns aren’t made for him.

“Look, Seokjin. We broke up ages ago. Back then when you barely care about me as you are busy chasing your dream to be a police officer. Now, you got what you want and I’m happy with my life too,” Seokjin scoffed at your last statements.

“Your life? Your life as a criminal? Are you happy with that?” His question earned him a chuckle.

“Yeah, so what? I chose this. I don’t care about your nags or if you disagree with my choice, just stop sticking your nose into my business like you are my mother. We are supposed to be done long time ago!” You ended the call with a loud grunt before tossing them to the side of your bed. Jimin’s snuggling into your neck made you to close your eyes and taking a deep breathe to soothe your anger.

“You alright?” Your boyfriend brushing some strands of your hair that were sticking on your face. You nodded, drawing a tiny smile at him. He never fails not to make you feeling calmer everytime you look at those eyes. The eyes that deceive lot of people despite on how innocent they look.

“Yeah. You know, Seokjin just bothering me like what he always does,” You let out a sigh while brushing your hair back. Jimin smiled as he once again snuggling into your skins like a cat which only make you to giggle when his breathe tickling your skins.

“Understandable. I mean, I, too, wouldn’t stop bothering if you looking this gorgeous,” You burst into a laugh when his ticklish touch spreading to your sensitive spots on your neck that make you to fall your back on the mattress where even Jimin immediately get on top of you.

You stuck your tongue out to licked on your bottom lips as your palms running down his bare chest, your fingers dancing on the inked skins at his abdomen.

“I love you,” You whispered. Jimin tilted his head, lips never stop smiling at you while he rests his forearms above your head to support his weight. He somehow didn’t respond you right away to planted a soft kiss on your lips before he finally whispered something against your lips.

“I love you too,”

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A/N : This is pretty short bcs its just introduction to the characters haha next chapter would be a flashback to y/n’s early backstory

[maiverie]

random game: the last 5 songs you listened to? dy have n e song recs?

OMG STOPP I LOVE THIS QS DJHFKDJD BUT HEHE the last five songs i listened on spotify are:

#1 strangers by audrey mika

#2 sour grapes by lesserafim

#3 wolf by beach weather

#4 osaka by elo & zico

#5 7am by rex orange county

as u can tell,, i barely have a taste in music like i fr just listen to everything ahshdjd 😭😭 AND OMG YES ID LOVE TO SHARE SOME SONG RECS FROM DIFF GENRES (idk if anyone will even like these but i do 🧍🏻‍♀️🧍🏻‍♀️🧍🏻‍♀️)

EDIT: I KINDA GOT CARRIED AWAY IM SO SORRY 😭😭😭 IT WAS SO FUN GOING THRU MY SPOTIFY/PLAYLISTS JSJDJDJSK

kpop/krnb recs:

- sour grapes by lesserafim (i’m fuming bc garam’s line is admittedly my fave part 😭😐 i just pretend it’s isa LOL)

- my love by d.o. (his voice 😭😭 i love him sm ☹️)

- where’s my money by sam kim (i love sam kim 😭)

- nerdy love by ph-1 & yerin baek

- holo by leehi (my wife)

- what do i call you by taeyeon (also my wife)

- blooming day by exo-cbx (omg not enuff ppl listen to exo here ☹️)

- strangers by biosphere & ciki & chris wright (SUCH A VIBE?? THE RAP 😭😭)

- what i want to say by acourve

- that xx by gdragon (i mean u probs know it alr but it’s literally my fave korean song like EVER HSJDJSJ)

- what 2 do by dean (nah cause i prefer this over cocaine)

- h.s.k.t by leehi

- eclipse by loona (this slaps for no reason at all)

- baby don’t like it by nct127 (holy fuck this song has some typa hold on me 💀💀💀💀)

- love talk by wayv (no comment)

- i need a girl by taeyang (THIS SONG 😭 legendary)

eng rnb / pop recs:

- fwb by chika

- raw by loony

- navajo by masego

- skin by dijon

- thinkin bout you by katie

- swoon by beach weather (for people that like alternative/pop rock)

- 50/50 by michelle

- you said by connor price (actually jake rec’d this and i loved it 😳😳😳)

- growing up is ___ by ruel (I LOVE THIS SONG 😭😭)

- in my feelings by ruel (this was my most played in 2021 HAHDJSJ)

- dying in the subtlety by cautious clay

- take me where your heart is by q

- be cool by loony

bonus!! not korean/english

- pano by zack tabudlo

- co hen voi thanh xuan by monstar

sorry this list is so long 🧍🏻‍♀️ kinda got carried away 😭💔 hope that’s okay!!!!!! thanks for ur suggest baefy marry me 😭💖