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byullielle · 1 year ago

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Walls Could Talk // Bang Chan x Mafia!Reader

Part 2/3

Trilogy Playlist, Till Death Do Us Part, is what the vows contain. Hitched off to notorious mafia boss Christopher Bahng, and despite her volatile and bratty attitude–it'll be only through her that anyone gets to kill her husband.

Tags: Yakuza/Mafia AU, Est. Marriage, Marriage for Convenience, Eventual Lovers, Smut, Manhandling, Resolved Sexual Tension, Angry Sex, Rough Sex, Hurt/Comfort

Disclaimer: how chan looks in the freeze mv is exactly how he looks in this fic. SEX SCENE IS CONSENSUAL. MINORS DNI. NSFW Content.

Part 1 | Part 3

Guide: F/N - Father's Name

6.1k Words

You lean against the pillar of the infirmary of your manor, watching while Soyeon, your family physician, patches Christopher up. He winces while she gently prods at his bare torso, feeling for any more fractured ribs in the collision.

Minho is laid unconscious to be tended by Joshua, another physician who works under Soyeon. He did hit his head but was conscious enough to make it back to the estate awake. It was a disastrous crash, leaving Jisung and Changbin to clean up the mess left behind while Chris looked at you with mirth laden in his eyes.

You couldn't care less.

The moment you got home with the two injured men in tow, Felix came rushing to you with Jung Hyeon's file, finding out that she had the exact tattoo you found on the assailants the day before on her shoulder. All of them were piece by piece coming together—all your husband had to do was listen.

"We just have to wait for his X-ray results but he'll be alright with a few days of rest and to keep the wrist brace on at all times," Soyeon speaks up after hushed voices directed to Chris.

"Y/N-ah make sure he doesn't go out of the estate his broken ribs aren't fatal, thankfully they're only the floating ribs are affected,"

"Noted, Soyeon-ah," you nod, a bit frigid now that the adrenaline isn't needed yet still flowing through your veins. You nearly feel like your heart could stop in all honesty, a sharp pain stabbing through your chest that you simply take like it wasn't anything.

"Now you," Soyeon approaches before you hold your hand up apprehensively, "I'm not injured, Soyeon-ah,"

"I know," she sighs before taking your hand and pulling you into the doctor's office you set up for her team.

Jeon Soyeon has worked for your family ever since it was her grandmother running the medical field of the Jinyoung group. You were one of the few families who had well-equipped and strictly confidential doctors, making you less susceptible to hospital arrests.

"How are you doing," she asks before you sigh and lean back against the wall.

"The thigh wound isn't that deep, it'll heal in three days,"

She lifts her gaze from your file to you, "You know what I mean,"

"Do we have to do this?"

"The more you repress it, the worse it gets,"

You look down at your feet, hesitating before taking a stressed breath, "Yesterday. Happened while I was taking a bath, I think the attack on me the other day triggered it,"

You look up to see Soyeon's concerned face looking at you, "I dunno, kinda just remembered mom and stuff," you shrug, pulling your hands up against your arms.

She hums, jotting something down on a piece of paper before pocketing it, "Any more?"

"That's it for this week, I don't know if there'll be more,"

"And you still don't want to get medicated?"

"I think therapy is working just fine,"

She cocks a brow up, crossing her arms before leaning against her desk, "Really now?"

"I'm serious, Soyeon," you press your lips together, "I'm getting better, you said it yourself I'm just having some bad days,"

She shakes her head and pulls off from the desk, "Given your current situation with Bahng, those bad days would probably stretch on," she approaches you before placing a gentle hand on your shoulder, a flinch non-existent anymore.

"If you need someone, I'm a call away, okay?"

"Yes,"

Closing the door behind you, you head to Christopher's bedside.

"I'm sorry I nearly killed you," you sit down by the corner with a sheepish look on your face. The bandage on his forehead was definitely standing out, added to his already prominent collection of scars on his face, 'Continuously added by you, always,' your mind so helpfully supplies.

"Your unorthodox ways always seem to help," he sarcastically replies, making you frown a bit.

"You rest, and then I'll let you know what's going on,"

"No," he shakes his head, “You tell me now. You're still gonna help nurse me too aren't you?" he cocks a brow up and you can't help but scoff, "Aren't you a demanding one,"

"You nearly ended my life, Y/N, I don't know what that says about you,"

Somewhat miffed, you can't help but ball up your slightly trembling hands, "I wasn't planning on killing you! I was saving your life,"

"And how sure are you that it was for saving me?" he counters. You couldn't help but be frustrated with him, standing up from the bed while looking down at his sorry state.

"Oh please your injuries aren't even enough to kill you,"

"Maybe if you didn't act on impulse I wouldn't be on an infirmary bed with a gaping wound on my forehead!"

"I don't act on impulse!" you spit out bitterly, "It was a quick decision but I didn't do it without reason," you frown, voice getting higher and higher, more charged and agitated. He sighs and takes your wrist gently, making you jolt up slightly before he pulls you to his side.

"The Jungs aren't easy to lock down, you know that, right?"

"Of course I do,"

"Then you better make this worth it,"

You didn't know if it was him trying to get on your nerves or general mistrust but your hot temper was already on it's full throttle, you weren't about to hear anyone out because fuck that.

"You're so…" you trail off, closing your eyes before rubbing the spot between your brows, taking a sharp intake of breath.

"We won't get anything done here. Rest up," you mumble before walking away. If walking was stomping out of the infirmary then yes, you walk away there with a scowl on your face.

You saved his fucking life, not even a thanks.

'But then again, did you thank him for saving yours?' your brain nags and you stop in your tracks. Shaking your head away and letting out a fed-up groan, you carry on with the journey to your bedroom.

“Yeah well, she asked about where you were. She hung up on me,” Hyunjin recalls in Chan’s office, while his boss turns to Changbin with a cocked brow.

“She didn’t say anything when we left. Jisung did say she’s expecting either of us to follow,” the other guard explains while nursing a glass of whiskey, smoke puffed out of his lips minutes after.

“But Chan…do you mind?” Bin raises his head as he simply nods, “Go ahead Bin,”

“I don’t think she was planning to kill you,” he confesses, “Why go through all that trouble? She could’ve done it a long time ago if she really hated your guts,”

“Yeah but hyung that could be just her plausible deniability so that she doesn’t go suspect if the boss dies,”

“So you’re suggesting she’s pinning this on the Jungs,” Chan speaks up before reaching out to pour himself a glass.

“A little bit like that,” he meekly states, looking down at his glass. Changbin presses his lips together, “Although, I really think Jung is suspect, at least Jung Kwang-ho,”

Chan licks up his lips before sighing, “Clearly Y/N knows something. I might have to even talk to F/N-nim, he knows something about the Jungs,”

Changbin scoffs, “She did seem mad at you boss,” he shrugs, “Maybe apologize first before heading to her? And especially her father?”

Chan furrows his brows at him, simply receiving a shrug before Changbin stands up and grabs the holster harness off Chan’s table, “I’m on night duty today, I will see you two tomorrow,” he nods to Chan who simply nods back. “Good night, boss, Jinnie-ah”

“Good night Bin,”

“Night hyung,”

The door quietly shuts before Chan places his glass down the table, crossing his hands together before leaning against the oak desk, “Do you really think she’s trying to kill me?” he directly addresses Hyunjin, “I’m trying to be objective boss,” he sits up straight, setting his drink down as well, “Although a huge part of me agrees with Changbin-hyungnim, we can’t ever be so sure with her motivations,” he starts explaining.

“Y/N-nim seems so mysterious and closed-off after all, especially after getting married to you,”

Seemingly placated with his response, he leans back against his chair again, pondering the possibilities of what the fuck was happening to his territory. He knew a lot of people wanted him dead, in this world, there were more detractors than support, his head a constant prize amongst the pedestal of drug lords and mafia capos especially when branching out his reach in Asia or his bastardized status of being hailed as heir. If you have the world within your grip, its prickly sides would want you to let go.

He just won’t.

Sighing, he rubs the space between his brows with his fingers. “I’ll apologize to her,” he resolves. "Make sure I don't have any appointments tomorrow,”

“Yes boss,” Hyunjin’s gentle demeanor changes along with Chan’s.

The heavy weight on your chest makes you unable to breathe, the struggle in your lungs heavily impeding your airflow. You crack your eyes open, a heavy gasp escaping you while you claw at the front of your gown, making Seungmin jolt up from his sleep as he rushes to your side.

“Boss,” he helps you up, concerned and worrying as you can feel the sweat on your back–sickly sticky and cold while the strands of your hair stick to your forehead.

Seungmin squeezes your hands once, looking directly into your eyes as you look around still shaken up by the feeling. “Remember anything? Where are you right now,”

“Bahng estate,” you answer breathlessly, “What time is it?” you turn to him as he checks on his wrist.

“2:30 in the morning,”

“Fuck,” you’ve barely been asleep, 3 hours in. “I– I don’t remember the dream, you frustratedly bunch your hair and rest your elbows on your knees, “But it felt…” you trail off, words dying on your tongue.

“Here, have some water,” he calmly hands it to you.

There’s a tremble to your hands, a little bit shaken as you take a big gulp, downing it in one go as a tired sigh escapes you. Night terrors–never one to quickly leave yet so fleetingly easy to overlook, to suddenly forget about what was so terrifying you felt as if your lungs were taken, left your chest bare and barren.

“I think I need to take a walk,” you shake your head and swing your legs over the bed, your bare feet touching the carpeted floor, “Go get some sleep. If something happens, Felix’ll be there,” you direct to Seungmin. You could see him hesitate, but ultimately take your order to rest up.

Wanting to feel the sensation of the cool floors of the manor you lived in, you forgo slippers, making it out of your room quietly as the patters of bare feet barely echo around.

Unbeknownst to you, Christopher sees your retreating figure, getting up to relieve some of the tensions of a sleepless night himself. Not wanting to impede on your time, he curiously follows behind right after, making sure his footfalls are light.

You feel comfort around the tall walls and wide ceilings of the house, it makes you feel smaller and a little bit more free, compared to the dark hellscape of a nightmare.

You take a few flights of stairs up, the faint crashing of the ocean audible to you from a distance as you hike up, carpeted floors further muting your presence as the textile presents a comforting roughness to it, like overgrown grass or stepping onto smooth gravel.

You could see the balcony doors, making a small skip towards it before opening it, the warm and humid ocean air pouring in contrast to the crisp air conditioning in the house.

With the deepest breath you can intake, you step out to the cool night breeze flowing against your body, barely covered by the silk nightgown and robe slightly damp with sweat.

Letting a shaky breath out, you let the door knobs go, leaving the doors open before heading forward to the ledge, arms placed atop the porcelain balustrade overlooking the moon shining brightly against the pitch-black ocean.

The silence of the night, crashing waves filling your senses vaguely while you let your nightgown brush and flow against your legs, and your bare feet resting against the cool marble, you could finally feel yourself breathe easy again.

Days of high adrenaline never came easy, the thrill of it all addicting to you yet the crash just as terrifying. You get used to it, but it always feels just as suffocating as the first time—it changes but it never tames down.

Pressing your lips together, you couldn't help but start humming a familiar song, letting the melody vibrate past your sealed lips before you could sense someone behind you. Abruptly stopping you turn and gasp to see Christopher leaning by the pillar of the doors. "What are you doing out here so late at night," he questions.

"What are you doing? Shouldn't you be on bed rest?"

"I'm not invalid, it was a few broken ribs, a wound on the forehead and a sprained wrist," he scoffs, not leaving his post as you simply stand there observing him.

Illuminated by nothing but the moonlight, his features are shaped out by shadows, sharp and chiseled but there was a certain moodiness to his eyes as it stared back at your very soul. You weren't in the mood for it. Y/N L/N loved holding grudges after all. "I'll leave your frolicking to it then," you sigh and detach your body from the balustrade, walking past him before he sighs out.

"I'm sorry for a while ago," his voice permeates throughout the empty hall.

You couldn't help but roll your eyes, back turned against him. You walk away, unsatisfied with the flimsy apology. First he implies disloyalty and rebellion, next he disturb your midnight break? Unacceptable.

You knew Christopher could do better than that.

A knock permeates on the door of your father's den. Breathing out a puff of smoke, he signals one of the men to open it.

You walk in, your four guards following right behind as your father breaks out in a grin. “Well, well, if it isn’t my baby witch of the westside,”

“Enough of this, I have things to ask you,” you sigh before signaling one of the rookies to give you a chair. They immediately comply, scrambling to move as you take a seat in front of your father, spreading the collected pictures in front of him before raising your brows.

“Well?”

“Ah…” he sighs and plucks one of the pictures off the table, “The Jungs, I know this tattoo well enough,” he grunts while leaning back against his chair, taking the cigar between his fingers before inhaling and blowing.

“What do you want to know, little flower?”

“What is the Jung family’s association with the Jinyoung group?” you ask.

He hums, “Trouble in paradise?”

You scoff a bit, rolling your eyes before crossing your arms, “Tough shit. Not a chance,”

A humored laugh boisterously bursts from your father, making him shake his head, “You’ve gotten smarter when you got married,” he side-comments, “Let’s see… Jung and Jinyoung group,” he tries to recall before almost automatically his head guard hands him a file.

“Oh right,” he flips through the papers, “Remember when rumors of Chan’s induction as head of the Bahng household started to transpire?” he raises your brows at you as you nod.

You were there after all.

“Eugene Bahng, the supposed heir was scrambling to get his hands on the position,” he looks down at the file, “Started pawning off promises to each family he could reach, one of them was the Jungs,”

You attentively listen. Christopher’s climb to the heir position was deeply muddled in objection and rejection. Your father was one of the men who sided with him rather than Eugene, the supposed “full-blooded” heir of the capo seat in the family.

He was the one you were supposed to marry, but you decided you wanted to side with Christopher as well. Your marriage fortified his chain to the position, the smallest push to completely desolate the rest of the family to avoid mutiny.

Which was happening now, so it seems.

“Plain and simple, the Jungs want Chan gone so that they could usurp the promised territories for themselves,” your father finishes his wistful little recollection of events. “I was there when Eugene Bahng called the meeting, did you know he promised off Jongseon-do to me?”

“Did you get it?”

He laughs, shaking his head, “That boy was as stupid as his mother. Anyone with a brain knew his propositions fell flack,” he lights up another cigar, “Do you know why I backed Christopher up?”

You look at him with uncertainty. It wasn’t something you questioned, nor something he openly expressed. “Because he was the wiser son,” you try answering with confidence but your father shakes his head.

“I was too much of a coward to put you out there,” he admits, rendering you confused as to just where was this confession coming from, “You are your mother’s daughter, to have you killed because you meddled too much wasn’t in the itinerary,”

You lean back, a small yet steady lump growing in your throat. This was the most empathy your father has shown you in years. “Christopher Bahng. He saw your potential and took you away from my arsenal,” he chuckles before glancing at you.

“To each your own. Now look at you,” he juts the cigar towards your direction.

“Hunting down those who threaten your family,” he digs the ashen tip into the glass ashtray, “Atta girl,”

Ever since you woke up, you’ve been avoiding Chris. And now that you’ve gotten back home from your father’s estate it seems like your own stubbornness didn’t want to let up. ‘Trouble in paradise,’ you scoff while Jeongin opens the doors for you, ‘If paradise was nowhere in the first place then yes it is trouble,’

It was a little bit petty of you, you were aware of that. In a normal situation, you too would act the way your husband did—you just wanted to get on his nerves. And wanted him to get on your nerves too.

Dangling a bait too delicious to not take was a waste for you, so why make up and apologize properly when you can constantly avoid his attempts to make peace in a civilized and normal manner.

Time was still running through the hourglass, god knows what the opposing family is up to now but you can go out and play for a little bit more. Chris was still inside the house breathing and alive.

"Miss boss you're home," Hyunjin welcomes you by the foyer before Jeongin takes your bag and holster away, "I'm home," you tiredly announce before stripping your shoes off, handing them to a maid nearby.

"The boss would like to have a word,"

You cock your brow up at him, turning to his direction, "Suddenly I'm the one adjusting? Tell him this," you take a few steps toward the guard, "I thought he wasn't invalid,"

You walk off with a snotty stride to you, absolutely biting back the smile off your lips when you hear his footsteps retreat back into the house.

Christopher was normally the more patient one out of the two of you; never impulsive, ultimately pragmatic and a thorough planner. Dream guy, you're sure.

But there was a little bit of fun of him blowing a fuse. You just had to be patient and wait in turn. Heading to the living room of the huge house, you tiredly slump down on the velvet couch, reaching out for the book you were previously reading.

Propping your legs up the couch you comfortably lounge on the couch. It doesn't take you 10 pages until the familiar footfalls prick your ears, Chris' heavy footsteps making itself known once he enters the threshold of the living room.

"You're home," he comments, only receiving a noncommittal hum from you. You can almost feel his heavy breath against your nape, picturing him with his hands on his hips, "Are you really doing this, Y/N?"

A response isn't pulled from you, simply flipping the next page of the book before it gets yanked out of your hands, making you look back with a scandalized look.

"What the fuck is your problem Christopher?!" you shriek, intentionally sharp.

"My problem is that I'm trying to fucking apologize!" he answers back, breaking patience as you nearly quirk your lips up in a victorious smile. Just a little bit more—if it seemed too serious you'd stop.

Rolling your eyes at him, you let out an exaggerated groan of irritation, swerving around the couch to try and overtake him, "It's fucking useless to talk to you," you mutter before stomping off towards the stairs.

"You fucking get back here Y/N L/N," his voice booms throughout the stairwells.

"Or fucking what, Christopher Bahng," you snap, sharply turning towards him, "Why the fuck are you even apologizing,"

"Because clearly we need to keep moving,"

You let out a snide laugh, crossing your arms, "And? I had the impression you could clearly work without me. Save it," you bitterly spit out, stomping your way up the stairs like a toddler.

Chris follows you, almost giving you a small pave of way before nearly pouncing on his prey, speeding up because once you get to the top your back is roughly pressed against the wall with his hands gripping your arms tightly.

"Don't act like a fucking child," he growls, face merely inches away from yours.

Your eyes flit down to his lips, then to his eyes, a silent message delivered.

Placing your hands into fists you push him away to the best of your abilities, getting him off you before further shoving him until he stumbles back a bit, "You're the child here! Go and wallow in the fact you thought I wanted to fucking kill you," you brashly answer back, with your own snarl against him.

"Should I have known my efforts would be met with such disrespect I would've left you for dead!" you deliver the final blow before something snaps.

Before you know it, his hand is wrapped around your neck, making your head tingle and breath hitch as he forces you to look into his eyes. If he really wanted to kill you, he would've done so by now—easily being able to snap your neck in half with just his right hand.

Instead his thumbs press down your carotid, punching out a gasp from you. Your eyes meet, and despite the anger and passion burning in his eyes there was a silent question to everything. And you do everything in your power to relay the fact that he's forgiven, that he's free to apologize again and again along with doing as he pleases.

And what he pleases he does.

With irritation still flaring in your bones, you press your clenched fists against his chest but never truly pushing him away.

"You're a fucking brat," he spits out bitterly, breath fanning against your face.

"Not like you could do anything about it," you spit out with harshly.

"Watch me," he lets go of your neck only to grab your wrists harshly before throwing you on his shoulder.

A shriek is punched out of you, gripping and clawing at his back in a poor attempt to break free. "Christopher!" you yell, wiggling out before a harsh slap lands against your ass, groaning at the sting before your worldview changes, immediately facing the unfamiliar ceiling of his room while landing on his mattress with a thud.

He immediately gets to it, pulling your pants off with a rough tug. You bite your lip in order to hone in any noises you're threatening to make, gripping the sheets for stabilization before he strips his own clothing off. His half-hard member springs out of his pants and boxers, precum at the tip but not enough to make him wet.

You were salivating over the view before your ankles are pulled towards him as he stands by the edge of the bed, the pits of your knees now hanging off.

"What, your brain got jogged in there somewhere?" he smirks cockily while pumping his cock with lazy strokes over your bare lower body. You want to close your legs together, feeling your slick leak out of your folds but with the position you were in his legs were lodged between your legs.

"Look at you," his eyes zero in your leaking pussy, "What a fucking degenerate you are,"

You glare at him, leaning against your elbows before tugging at his dick a bit roughly, precum flowing out upon the contact, "Speak for yourself,"

Without warning, you open your mouth and stick your tongue out before taking his throbbing cock in one go, punching a groan out of him before you graze your teeth against his member, feeling him tense up a bit before easing it into your throat.

Holding back a gag, your throat contracts and mouth tightens, tongue feeling the veins on him.

"Fuck," he curses, reaching out to grip your hair but you smack his hand away, digging your long nails into his hips while bobbing your head up and down.

Spit flows from the sides of your mouth, slobbering about his long member. You knew it wasn't the best head you were giving but the way the oxygen was taken away from you by his huge dick obstructing your throat was sending sparks in your brain.

"You're so fucking shitty at this," he mutters before bunching your hair in his hands before bucking his hips.

A whimper escapes you, unable to pry his hands off this time while being forced to take his cock over and over again, the gagging sounds from you music to his ears. "You like that huh? You fucking slut, this is all it needs to shut you up," he sardonically laughs at you before pulling your head away.

You cough out, a mixture of his precum and your slobber accidentally getting out a bit while he gives you time to catch your breath.

"Fuck you," you mutter through tear-muddled eyes and spite.

"Try," he pushes you down the bed before placing a bruising grip on your hips and lifting before his thumb pads around your clit. A stuttered gasp escapes you, clawing at the sheets below your hands.

"So wet," he whispers almost to himself while running a finger from your clit down to the shallow part of your pussy.

He takes his member with one hand before slapping the head against your clit, making you bite down on your wrist to hold back a mewl at the stimulation. He starts pushing down, tip catching in between your lips while your hips tremble under his hands.

Eyes screwed shut, a shudder shakes you to your very core. And you know he isn’t faring well either, one of you ready to break the barrier of hate just so that you could move. Giving in, Chris suddenly slams into you, punching a shout from you before you reach out to claw down at the sheets beneath you.

“Fuck- fuck, Christopher,” you mewl out, helpless under his grip as he chuckles at your wrecked state.

“God, already?” he shakes his head, “I’ve barely fucked you,”

“Too– Ngh– Too much! ” you whimper, hands snaking your way up to your chest to press and tug on your pebbled nipples against the silk shirt that you just realize was still on you–wanting to redirect the concentrated pleasure on your pussy somewhere else.

You were going to explode, his dick continuously assaulting the spongy spot right inside as the nerves jolt your body alight with electricity you couldn’t contain, cries and sobs punched out of you in sheer pleasure. The smacking of his hips against your ass was sticky, juices flowing down and spread out you didn’t know which one was yours and which was his.

“You’re–so rough,” you weep.

“You like rough,” he says through spent grunts, slamming into you full force as if he’s simply using you.

His’ to use, your own pleasure to neglect. Like he didn’t give a shit if he hit the right spots as long as his dick was rubbed raw along your warm walls.

He grits his teeth, thumb catching on your clit once again as a shuddering gasp is torn off your lungs for the nth time followed by a litany of moans.

“You wouldn’t…Fuck…act like such a fucking brat…’f y’didn’t enjoy this,” he slurs through the pleasure. Your back arches back against the tandem of his thrusts and the circling of your clit.

“Shit! Christopher, fuck!” is what’s left of your vocabulary, thighs trembling against his hold as the knot in your stomach painfully tightens, body going rigid for a bit as the squelching sounds of your juices mixed around by his glorious cock echo around the room.

“That feel good huh? Are you gonna cum for me?” he leans down a bit, flames alight behind his eyes, hair plastered to his temple while he runs a hand over his curly hair, moving it out of the way.

You respond with nothing but a high pitched moan, pornographic at best once he slows down his thrusting to a grind.

"What happened to the big bad wolf that regrets keeping me alive?" he sardonically laughs, making you tear up at the sheer humiliation of it all. He stops his grinding, making you squirm around his dick while the walls of your core flutter around his member in anticipation.

"If you didn't keep me alive nobody would fuck you like this,"

Torn between wanting to keep your pride up and just wanting to cum, you sigh out in neediness, coming out as a pathetic and begging moan.

"Please, it escapes you in barely a whisper, "I'm sorry I said that Christopher. Please, just move again," you plead.

"You like begging don't you?" he mocks before starting his reckless and deliciously fast pace again.

He cocks a brow up, making you clench harder around him, his eyes flitting down from where he was sheathed in to your wrecked face, red and blotchy with tears, mouth with a trail of spit.

Your back arches, hands squeezing on your tits as they jiggle underneath your grip due to his ministrations, body slightly jogged around by his sheer force. His thumb is back rubbing circles on your clit, lifting your hips and thigh up before spitting on your swollen bud, picking up the pace.

You're nothing but a moaning mess on the bed, back arched, head thrown back and hips lifted up. The shocks course through your body like live wire as your clit is continuously abused the way your hole was.

"I wanna cum! Christopher fuck, I'm gonna cum!" you hiccup out.

“Then cum,” he lets go of your thighs while still grinding into the walls of your throbbing pussy. “For all I fucking care,” he takes your jaw into his free hand, letting go of your clit making you wail at the abrupt denial of your orgasm.

“No, no, no,” you try to tug his hand back but he moves it to your neck, squeezing with precision making your eyes roll back.

Squeezing his dick around you, it twitches against his member–making you shake and tremble under him as he doesn’t relent with his thrusts. His hands are still on your neck and you can feel the overstimulation rub you raw, making you arch your back and writhe around his hold which garners him to chuckle darkly, letting go of your neck before pushing you further into the bed.

“You came huh?” he mocks you, making you sob against the sheets as you move your head to the side, body shaken up by his thrusts.

The pain steadily turns into pleasure as another tremor shakes you to your core, unable to speak, only drooling into the sheets with your eyes half-lidded and directed towards Chris. His grunting and moans start to spill out more frequently, thrusts getting more and more erratic.

And you couldn’t keep up the cruel facade, reaching out for his arm before he looks up at you. “Cum already…inside, inside please,” you manage to mutter out and he lets out a laugh of disbelief.

“Shit, Y/N,” his breath hitches. “Ask nicely,”

You whine, high and needy as the tears further spill from your eyes, cock still assaulting your spent pussy, “Chris!” you further keen, almost into a shriek as he hits a deeper spot than normal.

“Please please, cum already Christopher,” you sniffle. “I forgive you already! Please just cum! I can't take it anymore!” it comes out high and wrecked.

He clicks his tongue, "Yes you can," his thrusts become a staccato of shallow ones that did nothing but hit your g-spot.

It was getting too much, the coil breaking only to be tugged and tied back together. Your back constantly arched and legs trying to squeeze shut only to be blocked by Christopher's body.

“Channie!” the last of your brain cells fight, attacking the soft spot you knew he had, making him hiss. “Holy shit,” he huffs before three more erratic thrusts wreck your walls.

Warmth spills inside your hole, a soft sob wrecking your body while Chris cages you in between his arms, watching you as you tremble underneath him, chest fluttering up against the material of your now sweat-riddled shirt.

Then you feel it, while he pulls out, the obscene sound of your juices together coming from your pussy is heard and after a few seconds you can feel fluid flowing down between your folds.

Chris shudders and chuckles in disbelief, “Look at you,” he whispers.

You couldn’t do anything but let out a sigh, tired and definitely exhausted. “F-Feels…so fucking sensitive,” you whimper softly.

“Wait here,” he mutters, landing two comforting pats against your thigh.

You don’t know how many minutes it was, but you could feel a damp towel wipe you all over your body, sticky and soiled shirt now removed. He gently lifts you up a bit, deciding that the small yet damp spot by the foot of the bed could be taken care of tomorrow.

Opening one eye open, you could feel the bed dip before coming face to face with his bare body. You look up, and then your eyes meet. “Sleep,” he runs a comforting hand through your hair, then on your cheek.

He leans down and presses a gentle kiss on the soft skin, before detaching.

Kisses were foreign to you and Chris. And although you wanted to ask, there was a nagging fear that pulled you back down as to where your place truly stood.

He pulls the blanket up your body, a gentle caress on your shoulder garnering a soft and satisfied sigh. “I’m sorry,” he apologizes again, reaching out for your hand before pressing a gentle and chaste kiss on a healing scab on your knuckles, “And thank you,”

Through closed eyes, you savor his scent through the pillows plush against your head, a hum escaping you. “It’s okay,” you whisper, a hand landing on his bare knee as reassurance, “And I got you,” you spend the last ounce of your strength looking up at him, eyes meeting again. “Always,”

The light shines against your eyes, making you groan before feeling the throbbing soreness of your legs and hips.

Cracking one eye open, you notice the black cashmere covering your body contrasting the sheets you were accustomed to. The smell is also highly reminiscent of Chris' perfume and detergent, the pleasant familiarity helping rouse you out of the sleepy state you were in.

Looking around with a sleepy daze, nobody is found around the room but there is one thing you did come to the realization with. In over 6 months, it was one of the best rest you’ve ever gotten–no nightmares, night terrors, or panic attacks.

Sighing, you get up with a grunt before the door suddenly opens, making you pull the sheets up your bare body before Christopher walks in with a breakfast tray.

“Why were your guards so adamant about asking me how you slept?” he immediately asks while you rub your eyes and let go of the sheets.

“I get a bit restless when I sleep,” you mumble out before running a hand through your toussled hair, “Did something happen while I was sleeping?” you look to him before he shakes his head, handing you a platter of food.

“A few murmurs but nothing alarming,”

“Good,” you hum before taking the utensils with a small thanks.

He hums. “Meet me in my office later,” he orders, and you nod towards him. “Don’t let it wait until tomorrow,”

“I know,”

next chapter would be filled with plot, context, and flashbacks so please brace yourselves for the longest chapter in this series. :)

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shadowkoo · 9 months ago

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mini requests

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Hi! I'm opening my requests for the first time in nearly three years! I'm hoping by doing this sort of drabble game / mini fic requests that I can ease my way back into writing after my long hiatus. If you are interested in sending in a request, please continue reading for all the details. Thank you!

Rules + Requirements :

Follow me (if you are not already)

Reblog this post (boosts are appreciated)

Must be 18+ (minors please dni)

To Request:

Choose a group & member (1 only please)

Pick a genre (max of 3)

Select a prompt (max of 2)

Visit my askbox and use a similar format like this: "Can I request Taehyung (BTS) fluff, smut, and coworkers au with prompt #4"

*please make sure that you include the group in parenthesis after stating which member you're requesting

Groups + Members:

BTS - Seokjin, Yoongi, Hoseok, Namjoon, Jimin, Taehyung, Jungkook

EXO - Kai, Baekhyun, Sehun, Chanyeol, Chen, Suho, Kyungsoo, Xiumin, Lay

NCT - Taeyong, Taeil, Johnny, Yuta, Jaehyun, Doyoung, Ten, Winwin, Kun, Jungwoo, Mark, Xiaojun, Hendery, Renjun, Jeno, Haechan, Jaemin, Yangyang, Jisung

SVT - Vernon, Mingyu, Jeonghan, Wonwoo, Minghao, Woozi, Joshua, Hoshi, Junhui, Seokmin, Seungcheol

GOT7 - Jinyoung, Jackson, Bam, Yugyeom, Mark, Jaebeom, Youngjae

ATEEZ - Hongjoong, Seonghwa, Yunho, Yeosang, San, Mingi, Wooyoung, Jongho

MONSTA X - Shownu, Minhyuk, Kihyun, Hyungwon, Jooheon, Changkyun

STRAY KIDS - Bang Chan, Minho, Changbin, Hyunjin, Han, Felix, Seungmin, Jeongin

Genres + AUs:

Fluff

Smut

Angst

Enemies to lovers

Friends to lovers

Friends with benefits

Roommates

College

Coworkers

Meet Cute

Meet Ugly

Athlete (you may specify in your request)

Exes

Idol

*idol au means that they will be depicted as their real identities (as actual kpop idols & famous celebrities)

Prompts:

"Don't look at me like that. You know what that does to me."

"I wish I never met you."

"It's your lucky day."

"I'm sorry, who are you?"

"I can't stop thinking about you."

"Open your mouth."

"Why do you even care?"

"You're more important than you think."

"What do you need me to do?"

"Please leave."

"That's my final answer."

"Did you see that?" "See what?"

"What do you want from me?"

"God, you look so fucking good."

"You're unbelievable."

"Isn't that your mom?"

"I swear I've seen your face somewhere before."

"You're such a tease."

"Don't you dare lie to me."

"Who are the flowers for?"

"Don't forget that we're in public, baby."

"Are you scared? You should be."

"Please say something. Anything."

"Do you forgive me?"

"You forgot."

"You're crazy and I like it."

"Where are you taking me?"

"I think I'm in love with you."

"I need you. Now."

"What did you say?"

"Did you miss me?"

"I dare you."

"I bought you something."

"Is it supposed to taste like that?"

"Ew. Why does it look like that?"

"Baby are you close?" "No but the Uber is."

"How many doughnuts can I stack on it?"

"This is why no one likes you."

"Put your dick away, this is a Lowe's."

"Stop yelling at me!" "You’re panicking, you’ll crash the car." "It’s not everyday a demon crawls out of your trunk!"

"Who the fuck did I marry?"

This is the fifth letter you will write to them, and it will not be the last.

Six days after they left, the ticking behind the wall began.

A mob boss with a black eye and a jagged scar over his wrist sits alone in a dingy motel room. The kitten stares at him affectionately, oblivious to the danger they both are in. Oblivious to the mess it caused.

It happened concurrently, and so quickly. The moon started getting closer and brighter in the sky, and you started hearing them in the radio static.

With a palpable fury, the demon turns to you, ignoring the rubble of your kitchen, and sneers. "How did you summon me? You've pulled me out of chains centuries old." Frantically, you skim through your cookbook. "I don't know! I was trying to make soup!"

They held out a hand, an echo of the melody playing from their fingertips. "The world seems to dance to your tune," they spoke, their voice a captivating blend of amusement and intrigue. The silence that followed was heavy with unspoken questions.

Sometimes you question how everything could have turned out if that day had gone differently.

Chills creep down your spine as you peek through the cracked doorway. You're not supposed to be witnessing this. They'll kill you if they find out.

Free Space - send in your own prompt! Please keep it relatively short!

Disclaimers:

Not every request may be fulfilled, it is up to my discretion.

Word count may vary between requests (300 to 3k, etc.).

Unless requested otherwise, all fics will be written as female reader insert.

Please refer to the top of the original post to know whether requests are open or closed (reblogs may show something different).

Things I will NOT write: suicide, self-harm, animal abuse, underage sex, pedophilia, incest, vore, rape, non-consensual, or dubious sex.

#requests #fanfic requests #kpop requests #bts requests #nct requests #exo requests #got7 requests #drabble game #drabble requests #kpop drabble game

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bejinyoung · 1 year ago

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he laughs, not at all surprised when joomi is only playfully frustrated by his refusal to let last halloween be totally forgotten, even if all is actually forgiven at this point. "if i'm so annoying how come you keep coming back?" he teases, knowing that he's very intentionally annoying sometimes. jinyoung can let himself be a little goofy, a little irritating. it's fun, or maybe he just likes the attention he gets out of it. he is the epitome of a 'my mom didn't hug me enough as a child' kid; he'll admit it. still, there's no mistaking the fondness in joomi's voice, even if jinyoung chooses to pretend that it isn't that deep.

joomi is in his bed more often than not these days, though all they really do is sleep. and to be fair, they're both adjusting to the schedule of a studio delta trainee, still overwhelmed by the hours and intensity of the work to keep up with. but jinyoung historically has been picky about who can share his space, who can invade his sleeping area and actually spend the night. somehow it doesn't feel so uncomfortable with joomi there; though, jinyoung would claim that he's cheaper than a space heater and the days are only getting shorter and colder.

"don't you always?" he responds, hand still comfortably resting just a hair too high on joomi's thigh. i could probably get him hard right now, the thought flicks through jinyoung's mind. it would be easy, he's pretty sure. and maybe he'd make joomi mad at him, enough that he forgets how tired he is when they do get home. but he glances around, trainees and staff paying no attention to the pair but still far too present for those perverse, invasive thoughts that jinyoung can't help but dwell on. another time, another place, he decides wisely. he's too close to his hopes and dreams to throw it all away for a spirited romp between the sheets. it's joomi who initiates more contact, however, still innocently enough. jinyoung's eyes drift closed for a moment, practically purring as the other man cards his fingers through his hair for far too short a time. jinyoung isn't even mad that it's a known weakness of his anymore.

another sharp laugh escapes him when joomi comments on his ass, though. "you've been looking?" he teases, and if they were standing he would twist to give the other man a better view again. "i'm probably gonna need help peeling these off at the end of the night, to be honest," he lowers his voice again, though he's being completely serious despite the alternative implications in his lowered tone. these were a bitch to try to squeeze himself into. "i'm always cute," he grins. "do you like the cat ears that much? do you want me to be your little kitten?" he laughs, not able to take himself seriously. "if you say yes i'll never be able to take you seriously again."

eyes dart around the room once more, deciding that he's probably overdone it just a bit. so jinyoung stands, reaching his hands over his head in a long stretch. "do you want any snacks or something to drink? i can grab something for you since you're so tired," he teases alongside the genuine offer. "with any luck, this will be wrapping up soon and we can go the fuck to sleep."

"like i said, i already had plenty of fun," joomi says in response. "i like to sleep for 12 hours on saturday nights but instead i'm here. it's awful." his complaints don't match the way his lips curl up into a soft smile. it's honestly not that bad. it is fun, but he is also tired, and yeah, at this point, he thinks he would rather sleep. when he leans his head against jinyoung, he closes his eyes for a little while, then mumbles, "you shut up," lightheartedly when jinyoung blames him for his broken finger again. he knows if jinyoung really still held it against him he'd find some way to be pissed about it; he's just saying it to be annoying this time. "you're so annoying," joomi acknowledges, more fondly than anything else now (unfortunately.)

joomi knows jinyoung is up to no good the second his hand lands on his thigh. he sits back up just in time for jinyoung's mouth to hover by his ear, and joomi inhales a little too sharply, scowls more to himself than anything else, then breathes out when jinyoung leans away again. whore, he wants to say, but he knows the effect that can have on jinyoung sometimes, and also knows that this is not the time or place for that. "asshole," he settles on instead, but he can't help but laugh a little himself. it's a compliment anyway, right? he doesn't want to dwell too long on how that makes him feel.

instead, he leans his head back down on jinyoung's shoulder. "am i going home with you once they let us out of here?" he asks, only a little flirtatiously. he knows, realistically, he'll be too exhausted to do anything other than maybe take a shower and then sleep until 2 pm. his hand still snakes around jinyoung and finds its way into his hair, though, and he runs his fingers through it a few times absentmindedly; almost instinctively. he realizes before long, reminds himself of where they are, and thinks better of continuing. it's probably innocent enough skinship in the eyes of anyone that happens to see them, but joomi knows he wouldn't touch anyone else the way he touches jinyoung, even in their most innocuous moments. he lets his hand fall back to his side.

"your ass looks, like...super flat in those pants, by the way," he deadpans, and then he laughs. he's just teasing, even though it is kind of true. jinyoung's pants are so tight. he doesn't even know how he managed to get them on. he's definitely committing to the catwoman bit. he could probably say the same about himself and harley quinn, though. "your ears are cute though," he adds.

#bejoomi #be:axishorrorstory #p: don't fall asleep #cw: suggestive language

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wonwoonlight · 3 years ago

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my way to you / jeon wonwoo | epilogue

A/N: posting this today in hope it'll better your day bc mine is just eh. and with this, my way to you is officially finished! I'll make a separate AN post which you can find here; but if you dont want to see me ranting, just know that i'm thankful to every single one of you who has taken the time to read this and follow the ride until the very end. see you in my other works! <3

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You relish in Mrs. Yoon’s embrace as she thanks you once again for arranging her anniversary party. It’s a fairly small one, because she just wants to invite families and close friends, and you’ve managed to turn her backyard into a beautiful place right out of a fairytale movie set.

“You’ve been well, right?” she says in that motherly tone of hers, patting the strands of your hair that was a little all over the place. “Jeonghan said you fainted a while ago? I would’ve come visit if I knew.”

“It’s okay, Auntie.” You shake your head, making a mental note to yell at Jeonghan for telling on you. At least she doesn't seem like she has any idea about the missing episode. “It’s not recently too, you don’t have to worry. I’m eating my meals properly now.”

She cups your cheeks gently, her eyes still worried as she searches your face to see if you’re just saying it. “Tell me next time you get sick, okay? I’ll come and take care of you.”

You nod just to ease her worry, doubtful that you’d actually do it. As much as you love her and you know she’ll really take care of you, you feel like that’d be asking for too much. After talking some more, she squeezes your shoulder before excusing herself to find her friend. You hug her one more time and congratulate her on the anniversary, leaving a kiss on her cheek before you let go.

“You really outdid yourself, hm, princess?” Wonwoo’s voice tickles the back of your neck almost immediately after Jeonghan’s mom leaves, and he laughs when you jump a little, almost stumbling on your feet. “When did you get so clumsy?”

“You surprised me!” you whine, though you step forward to hug him anyway. “Did you just arrive?”

He circles his arms around you too, dropping a kiss on top of your head before pulling away then tells you that traffic was hell and he actually left an hour ago. Wonwoo looks around to find familiar faces, seeing Shua chatting with his sister on one of the tables and Jeonghan talking to your father by the chocolate fountain.

“Is everyone here already?”

Before you can answer, the door opens again and you see Jennie stepping in with Jisoo—how did they get acquainted again?—Jinyoung trailing behind them, busy with his phone. The three spot you both right away, making their way to you first instead of to the host of the party.

“Did you work on this party too?” Jisoo asks after greeting you with a hug, eyes wandering around the location as she takes in the decoration you’ve put on around the backyard. “Calling this beautiful would be offensive, trust me. This is ethereal.”

You scrunch your nose at the compliment, still not used to it even though you do know this is your best work yet. You thank her shyly, and Wonwoo laughs at the interaction when Jinyoung jokingly tells you to knock off the shy act.

“It really is beyond beautiful though,” Jennie says quietly, wondering how much effort you must’ve put into this. “You really have talent in this, Y/N.”

You grip Wonwoo’s arm as you listen to her, Wonwoo’s words just a few days ago ringing through your mind. He finally told you about Jennie and the talk they had on the day you fainted, about how she felt about you and how she’s been holding it over herself.

It’s quite funny, if you really think about it, you’re both envious of each other but you approach the feeling differently, albeit the different reason behind them. While Jennie wishes to get closer to you, you try your best to keep your distance from her because, just like you did with Wonwoo, you don’t how to deal with those feelings.

You had been shocked when Wonwoo told you about it. You would’ve never imagined her to be envious of you. After all, what was there to be envious of when she literally has what you have and more? But the more you listen to Wonwoo, the more guilt gnawed within you.

It’s not a lie to say you have never disliked Jennie. It’s just awkwardness stacking up as years go by, your tendency to overthink and to run away from dealing with things you’re not sure how approach that leads to you keeping yourself from her.

And with the light of recent events when you finally accept that you are, in fact, in love with your best friend, the only reason behind the bitter taste on your mouth everytime you see her was only fueled by jealousy.

Wonwoo nudges you in encouragement, knowing that you’re no longer reluctant to talk to her though you still don’t know how you’re supposed to do it when you’ve chosen to be awkward for years.

You remember what he said after that, about how no one is asking you to be close to Jennie—that you should just treat her as you would any other person, and that you should try to tamper down those feelings that make you small everytime you see her.

It’s awfully obvious to you now, her calculated words and conscious gestures. Just as much you are unsure how to talk to her, she doesn’t know how to talk to you either (and whose fault is that?). But she’s trying, she always is, you think as you recall the amount of time Jennie has tried to talk to you.

Guilt isn’t the only thing that runs through you now, you’re embarrassed; you’re a woman in the middle of 20s and you’ve been running away from someone who doesn’t have any ill intention towards you just because you’re awkward and you don’t know how to talk to her?

“Thank you,” you smile at her, fingers gripping Wonwoo a little tighter. Jennie seems to be surprised at your soft tone, already used to the polite way you always use to address her. “I… uh, you know, Daisy Collections, Shua’s family’s company, actually asked me to organize their event and… well, I’m not actually used to the fashion industry so, um, would you mind helping me with it if… if you’re still in the country?”

Jinyoung blinks continuously at this, eyeing Wonwoo in confused surprise while the guy simply looks at you like he’s proud of what you’ve done. Jennie’s looking just as surprised, if not more, but she’s quick to bloom into a wide smile and tells you she’ll be happy to help you come up with the concept, if that’s what you’re asking for.

It’s bizarre how relieved you feel after that, and after Jennie leaves with the couple to find the host of the party, Wonwoo squishes your cheeks and teases you for being shy like you’re on a blind date.

“How would you know how I’d be on a blind date?” you stick your tongue at, though you do feel a little giddy inside now that you know you can finally let go of whatever awkwardness you have with Jennie. You don’t necessarily have any plan to be close with her, though you wouldn’t be against it if it comes to that. Whatever will come out of it, you’re just glad you finally have it in you to let go of that weight now.

“Miss Yoon,” Seungcheol calls for you, making you both turn to him. Wonwoo pulls away and nods at the older guy, looking at the small box in his hands as he hands it to you. “The package you ask for is here.”

“Thank you,” you take the box from him, telling Wonwoo it’s a gift for Jeonghan’s parents that you have Seungcheol get because it’s customed and the artist finished it just this morning. “And I told you to stop calling me that.”

Seungcheol simply smiles, dimpled cheek appearing as he does so. You tell him to stay and enjoy the party if he wants, but he says he’d rather not though he’ll be on standby if you need him.

You share an amused smile with Wonwoo after Seungcheol steps back in to the house with the rest of the staff, bowing to you both and bidding his goodbye. He’s enjoying his last month as your guard after the whole fiasco, not because he’s fired but because you ask your parents to turn him into your personal assistant instead.

Seungcheol is more than competent, you’ve learned after a year of being with him, he’s meticulous and he knows to be stern with you when it’s necessary. And even though he was hesitant at first, unsure if he’s qualified to be a personal assistant, he eventually gives in after you reassure him that you’re not expecting him to magically understand your workloads, that you’ll give him space to learn and you’ll be happy to guide him along the way—that you’ll pay him more than when he was just your guard because now he would have to guard you and help you with your work. But you know what eventually drives him to say yes is because you say you’ll give him more day offs to see his family than his agency did.

He still has his contract with his agency though, which is why he’s in the process of ending the contract before he can officially sign with Yoon Holdings as an employee.

“He’s going to start next month, right?” he asks as he pulls you to a more secluded area, finally moving away from the entrance--and from the party, actually.

The sound of people chatting get fainter the more you follow him, and you find yourself near the greenhouse, the other half of the backyard that you steer away from because it wouldn’t go well with the decoration and overall concept you’ve chosen. You’ve even put on partitions, just to let people know that this side of the backyard isn’t a part of the party.

You’ve always liked this kind of event more, it’s less hassle because it’s casual, and you don’t need to be on guard at all times because it’s easy to look through the whole area from wherever you’re standing.

“Are you thinking of officially signing a contract with Lilac&Co?” he asks when he notices the labels on the buffet table. You’ve been talking about it before, because after a food taste and some meetings for this event, you’re pleased to find out you work well with them. Their protocol is strict and the fact that their food tastes like heaven basically seals the deal.

“Yeah, it’s about time that we find a fixed vendor too,” you say absentmindedly as you scan through the area, glad that everyone seems to be having a good time. “Gosh, I’m glad I said yes to Auntie. This is my best event as of now.”

Wonwoo chuckles at your tone, arm wrapping around your shoulder as he agrees with you. “Please just don’t faint again, okay?”

“It was one time.”

“And one time is enough,” he closes the argument. “I won’t let you take three projects at once ever again.”

You raise an eyebrow at his statement, turning to face him as you cross your arms. “And who are you to say that?”

“Your boyfriend?” he grins, daring you to say otherwise. He steps to pull you into his embrace though, having been wanting to do that since earlier but there were too many people near the entrance. “I just don’t want you sick again, princess. And you know you won’t be focused that way.”

“I know, I know,” you say as you hug him back, reassuring him that you won’t be that careless again and admitting that he’s true. “That’s partly why I ask Seungcheol to be my PA too. It’s about time I need someone to help me with my works.”

He pulls away just enough to look at you, and between the way you’re looking back at him and the burgundy lipstick you’ve chosen to apply today, he finds it hard to hold back from kissing you. He doesn’t see why he should though, because you don’t plan to hide your relationships even though you haven’t really told anyone either. So he does exactly that, smiling into the kiss when he feels you smile too.

“Oh?” A familiar voice makes you two pull away from each other, though his protective arm still wraps around your waist. He bites his lip as he watches his mom and your mom in front of him, they don’t even bother to hide back their happy grins though they still have it in them to bite the squeal from coming out of their mouths.

“Anything I can help with, Auntie, Mom?” Your voice is small, and he suddenly feels like teenagers being caught by their parents doing things they shouldn’t. He coughs to hide the amused smile, knowing full well that you’d scold him for it.

“Um, no,” Wonwoo’s mom honestly sounds too giddy for her own good and you can feel your cheeks getting warm at her knowing look. Your mom is more or less the same, though the soft look in her eyes make you feel warm inside. When was the last time she looked at you that way? “We were just walking around, to be honest. But I think they’re calling everyone for an announcement.”

You follow them back to the party, fingers intertwined with Wonwoo’s even though you’re glaring at his teasing grin. He looks so much like his mom earlier, and despite your mock annoyance, you’re actually also giddy inside. You’re just so content, and there’s something wholesome about knowing that your parents know now.

You see Jeonghan’s mom making her way to the center with a mic, thanking everyone for coming and thanking you for putting up the party. You automatically hide behind Wonwoo when everyone suddenly focuses on you, shaking your head when she showers you with compliment and how it’s everything she could’ve asked for.

She talks some more about how glad she is that everyone’ having fun, that it’s been a while since she’s been able to gather them together and she’s happy that the day has been going rather well. After that, she ushers Jeonghan to take her place, saying that he has an announcement to make while everyone’s here.

You look at him in confusion, not aware that Jeonghan has anything that might need announcement for.

“Hi everyone. I’m Yoon Jeonghan, if you don’t know. The son of the couple?” he starts lightly, making everyone chuckle with his introduction. “I’m not going to talk for long, so don’t worry, you can go back to having fun after this.

I’ve always believed that art is a necessity; it’s something that we turn to when we don’t know where else to go. We turn to art when we’re happy, when we’re sad, when we’re worried, and even when we’re out of our mind. It’s truly amazing, that sometimes we don’t even understand what is it about but we find happiness in them still. It’s abstract, but that’s why it’s beautiful, why it’s personal, and why there’s always a part of it that resonates with a part of us.

I’m sure everyone here knows of Daisy Collections?”

Jeonghan points at Shua’s table when he says this, and Somi happily waves to the crowd while the rest of her family simply smile at them, wondering where the whole thing is heading to. Shua looks at him in question, but Jeonghan is already turning away to continue his little monologue.

“Just last year, the eldest son of the Hong family decides to step down from his position in the company to open up his own studio, Daisy Studio. It’s an art studio that Joshua manages himself, he built it from zero from all the money he got working in the main branch, refused when we all offered to help him fund the development, and, fast forward to the present, he’s booked almost everyday now.

It’s not just an art studio though.

Daisy Studio not only offers classes to those who can afford it, but also have an open class every week for those who don’t have the money for art classes, hold charity events for those in needs, comes to orphanages for the kids, and even does volunteers for painting days in hospitals.

What they’re doing is truly incredible, they aren’t only helping those who want to pursue their dreams; they’re helping those who are lost and unsure—who only has art as their only escapes.

That being said, I’m happy to announce that Yoon Holdings is going to start a foundation and help them expand so they can help more people find home in their arts—so we can help more people in need of comfort they don’t know where to find. We’re going to fully fund everything, and we’ll be happy to receive your donations once the foundation is officially established. I truly hope we’ll be able to help more people this way; whether what they need is comfort, encouragement, or they just need an outlet, I want everyone to know that we’re there for them.”

Jeonghan shyly thanks everyone at the loud sound of their claps, and you see Shua frozen in shock at the announcement. You’re fidgeting on your feet, and it’s when Wonwoo pushes you slightly towards where your cousins are at that you squeal and hug them both once you’re close enough.

“What was that!” You can’t help but grin despite the way you’re hitting Jeonghan’s shoulder with your hand. “We’re setting up a foundation to help Shua’s studio?”

He shrugs nonchalantly, telling you it’s something that he’s been thinking of and Shua’s studio just happen to be the perfect media to do that. “I owe him anyway.”

“I only told you to pay for my expansion, you ass!” Shua exclaims, though the happiness in his eyes is the brightest you’ve ever seen. It’s not hard to figure out why, his studio is his everything, and to have Yoon Holdings backing him up for the good cause… “Seriously though, I… I don’t even know what to think, man. Thank you doesn’t even suffice.”

“You don’t need to thank me.” Jeonghan hesitates for a bit, his eyes fleeting to you. “It’s… actually Uncle’s idea.”

“My father?” you ask to make sure. Why would your father be interested in setting a foundation?

“Remember that bet? I promised Shua I’d pay for his studio’s expansion if I lost the bet; well, I won, but I felt like I owe him and it’s for a good cause so I thought, why not?” he explains, trying to see if your father is nearby only to find him with Wonwoo’s dad yet again. “Well, I was asking for a personal favour from our company’s team to help me purchase the building when Uncle accidentally heard of it. And… yeah. I told him they often hold events for charities and volunteers for just about any cause. He thought we might as well go all out and build a foundation to help and…”

You raise your eyebrow at his gaze, but Jeonghan shakes his gaze, saying it’s not his place to tell and that you should ask your father yourself for it. You look at Wonwoo for support, and he offers to come with you if you want to talk about it right now.

Contemplating for a bit, you eventually nod and tell him you’d rather ask now than later. You drop a kiss on Shua’s cheek before you leave, congratulating him on the sudden tremendous expansion he’s going to get judging by the enthusiastic respond from the guests.

“Father?” you greet him with Wonwoo in tow, and then turn to Wonwoo’s dad to greet him too. “May I talk to you for a bit?”

He seems like he has an idea what you’re going to talk about and, surprisingly, lets you ask out in the open without excusing you both from the other two gentlemen.

“Umm… Jeonghan said the foundation was your idea?”

“Ah, he gave me too much credit,” he gives you a small smile, taking a sip of wine before he continues. “He said he wanted to help for a good cause so I thought it was obvious that we should just build a foundation. Plus, it’s Joshua’s studio, right? We’ll know our fund is in good hands.”

“But… why?”

He sighs, not one that might indicate that he’s irritated, but something that sounds a lot like he’s contemplating his next words.

“I heard Joshua often hosts charities and does volunteers. Jeonghan said he usually has three or four events per month, including the weekly open class. I asked if Joshua has a team to do this or if he outsources event organizer everytime, but Jeonghan said, as much as he’s aware, Joshua does everything himself with his small team.”

You don’t see where this is going, but you continue to listen to him as you try to make sense why he’s talking about it instead of answering you.

“So I thought… why not have the best organizer I know help him regularly and we fund them for their social service?”

You still don’t get this, and your father chuckles at your confused expression, his hand reaching out to pat your head. You take a sharp breath at this, the last time he did that was… so long ago that you don’t even remember; perhaps you were five, crying as hard as you could because you broke one of his vases in his home office, afraid that he’d yell at you for it. But he had just taken you in his arms, away from the shards, and when he sat you down in his office chair and called for the helper to clean the mess, he had simply patted your head and said it’s okay and that he could just buy another one.

“—step down from the company and help them.” You hear him say after you zone back in, lost in memories. You smile sheepishly at him, asking for a repeat that your father readily gives.

“You have a gift in it, princess.” You’re surprised that, for once, you don’t cringe at the sound of your father addressing you with the nickname. Perhaps it’s the soft tone he’s using, or the way he’s looking at you with something akin to genuine pride. “And I know you don’t want to work in the company. So I thought perhaps it would be better for you to step down and take care of the foundation instead? You’d be working with Joshua too.”

The grip you have on Wonwoo’s arms immediately tighten once the words hit you, and you try your best not to look like a fish out of water when you realize that your father is asking you to step down and take care of the new foundation. Because you’re the best organizer he could think of and that you’d be more content working for this instead of in the company because he’s been forcing you to do that.

It's a foundation. Not a company. You can’t monetize a foundation—you’re just going to be there working with Shua, helping him run the foundation and organize his events so they’d go without a hitch. You already help him from time to time, and you know Shua actually lacks people to help him prepare an actual event, so you know to have back up from Yoon Holdings in an official way like this would mean the world to him.

You’re not there to make money. You’re there to help people and make sure the fund is used accordingly.

“We’ll talk about it later,” he nods and tells you to continue enjoying the party. “Come by the family house for dinner tomorrow. You come too, Wonwoo, it’s been some time since I share a meal with you both.”

Your lips are pressed together when Wonwoo looks at you, your father and his dad already gone to return to their seats as you hear him extend the invitation to the whole Jeon family. Your eyes are glossy too, and he smiles before he envelopes you in his arms and hides your face there. He hears you breath in and out, trying to calm yourself down and only pulling away once you’re sure you no longer have tears in your eyes.

“You’re okay?” he asks just in case, voice soft and barely a whisper.

“Never better,” you grin despite the redness in your eyes, blinking them away and gripping Wonwoo’s hands as if to convince yourself that he’s really there; that this isn’t a dream and the whole thing is real.

You feel Wonwoo squeeze your hands too in return, eyes locked together as you share a giddy smile with him.

It’s been a long way to get here, and you promise to yourself you’ll never let go of him even if he does.

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fairyofjaeyun · 3 years ago

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calling them baby boy for the first time ☆

[20:30] now playing: nights - frank ocean

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—mark ✩

you were sitting across from each other in an outdoor table, sipping down caffeinated drinks while mark released 5 years of stress. "okay so get this," he takes a long gulp from his iced americano. "Jackson had the audacity to take my pillow and—" suddenly, the hand that clutched his cool drink went flying to his temple and his face contorted. brain freeze. "baby boy, be careful!" you said, impulsively, your motherly instincts taking over. mark then giggles like a school girl and clutches the collar of his shirt with the tips of his ears burning red. since he's older than you, he really didn't expect to be called that. but then he foolishly lashes out in aegyo, cupping his cheeks into a v shape and whine is a babyish voice, "that's me~!" which only makes him squeal and wiggle in his seat like a toddler while hiding behind his sweater paws in disgust.

—jaebeom ✩

even though jb didn't seem like sub potential—he always topped all the dates he brought into your apartment—it was worth a shot. you liked to call it a little a twist to the I'm-falling-in-love-with-my-roommate cliché. so when you were struck by an opportunity—that opportunity being jaebum obliviously assuming you liked being choked—you embraced it, "oh, baby boy, if only you knew." you wink at him and it takes every ounce of self control for him to act like he was unphased. but the corner of his mouth curled with a mind of its own, his curiosity taking over. "why don't you show me?"

—jinyoung ✩

"are you on drugs?" yeah, it's not really going to sit well with him. he's just too used to being the mom of the group, and seems to be more on the traditional side to fully enjoy it. he'd rather you just call him 'baby' instead, but if you like to be a little on the pestering side, he's not gonna ever get mad at you for calling him baby boy as a way to joke around. in fact, it'll most likely grow on him overtime. not that he'd ever admit it, but if you look closely enough you could see the tiny curve of his lips before he wipes it away.

—youngjae ✩

poor baby was sick :(( you laid beside him as he miserably coughed into his sleeve, sniffling a few times before asking, "can you pass me a tissue, please?" he pointed to the tissue box beside you and pluck a tissue with ease, getting an extra one just in case. "here you go, baby boy." he didn't hesitate to shield his rosy cheeks as his eyes beamed at you through his spectacles. "thank you, noona." he said after his timid laughing fit, blowing his nose afterwards. he didn't need to hear it a second time to fall in love with it.

—bambam ✩

"baby boy? I thought I looked 46?" he doesn't miss the opportunity the bring up his hilarious encounter at his hotel, even if you've already heard for the 67th time. you rolled your eyes at his goofiness, "you're still a baby boy to me." he wrapped his arm around your shoulder and pecked your cheek then snickered, "you don't treat me like a baby boy, though. you treat me like a slut." his voice decreases into a libidinous tone, adding, "I've been a good boy today, can baby boy have a reward?" it didn't take long for him to use the pet name to benefit himself.

—yugyeom ✩

he was purposely acting cute for your attention, trying to urge you to drop the book you were skimming through, and it worked. "awe, you're such a cute baby boy!" you cooed while cupping his precious cheeks that matched his strawberry strands. "am I?" he pouted, fishing for more of your praise. he loves praise. "of course! you're adorable." he giggles and climbs onto your lap with his lengthy limbs wrapped around you like a koala. the pet name made him feel like he truly belonged to his mommy, he felt safe and extra submissive. it would've be long until he started pestering for your not so wholesome touches in his whiny, persuading voice, so you could tell him how much of a good baby boy he was as he was cumming all over himself.

#sub!got7 #sub!mark #sub!mark tuan #sub!jayb #sub!jinyoung #sub!youngjae #sub!bambam #sub!yugyeom #sub!idol #sub!kpop #dom!reader #dom!fem!reader #sub!jaebeom

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mumuyah · 2 years ago

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fly with me, jinji au

"With your lights shining on you in sorrow

Will your colors fill this space?

Like a bird locked in a cage

It seemed like you were just waiting for me"

reposted from my twt (mumuyah)

jinji au

do not plagiarize

Jisoo was in the bathroom when she heard his muffled voice through the door.

He was talking to someone—his mom, she assumed. She twisted the knob of the shower to make sense of their words but she only understood one word out of their conversation: her name.

Jisoo heaved a deep breath before resuming her shower. Before she knew it, time passed. Her supposedly quick shower turned into thirty minutes.

Jinyoung's mom was gracious enough to lend her his old clothes. His white t-shirt was loose on her and his pants even more so; she had to roll and fold it a few times in the waist so it wouldn't fall.

She took a peek before heading out the bathroom. The coast was clear. It was quiet in his family home. She wondered where he was.

She padded softly from the threshold of the bathroom to his room. It was a short trip.

When she opened the door to his childhood bedroom, Jisoo was surprised to see him sitting on the floor next to his bed and looking intently at his phone. She didn't know why she was so shocked. He told her he was going to Jinhae after all.

He's really here, she thought. She watched him silently and took note of the slight frown on his brows and his tired demeanor. He must be very, very tired. Dapat hindi ka na nag-inarte, Jisoo. You're tiring him out too.

Panic and fear surged from within her but she subdued it before it surfaced on her face when he finally noticed her. She mustered a small smile.

"Hi."

"Hey," Jinyoung greeted, beckoning her over to his side.

Jisoo sat gingerly next to him, his arm automatically coming around her while her head found a place on his shoulder.

They didn't say anything for a while. She didn't know why. She had a lot to say last night but none of it escaped now. She didn't know where to start.

He had a lot of questions when he called but he only had one now. "Are you okay?"

She didn't answer. She didn't know the answer to his question. Well, she knew but she didn't want to bother him. The important thing was that he's here. With her.

But why is he here with me? She wondered.

But she squashed the thought before it consumed her. She focused on his breathing. The rhythmic movement of his body—his chest moving up and down—eventually pulled her to sleep.

It was just past noon when she woke up.

Jinyoung was still asleep when she rose from the bed to pee. When she got back, he was awake, staring blankly ahead.

Jisoo stood by the closed door, her hand clutching the knob. Jinyoung still looked worn out even after sleeping. She worried her lip, feeling overwhelmed again. She shouldn't have gone to Jinhae. What the hell was she thinking?

I didn't think think this through. Why am I so selfish? She blinked rapidly, trying to disperse the tears away. She willed it away, like the way she wants to will herself away. Stop. Stop this, Kim Jisoo.

"Don't."

Her gaze snapped to Jinyoung. He had a fixed look on her. It made her look away.

"Come here."

She obliged but she sat cautiously on the bed, far away from him.

He came to her anyway.

"What's wrong, hmm?"

She wasn't looking at him. She kept her eyes low, so her line of sight was at her hands on her lap. They were thin, calloused and dry. They said that having such hands indicated one worked hard.

However, it didn't feel like that way to her. She's been working, sure, but she didn't know if anything good came to fruition to any of it.

She had hands but they were useless. She might as well cut it from her body.

His hand reached out for hers but she was quick to hide it behind her.

Her actions only troubled Jinyoung more. He inched closer to her, angling his head low so he can look at her face. "Hey, ano ba? Natatakot na ako sa'yo. Makikipagbreak ka na ba?"

"We should break up." She whispered. "I'm a waste of your time."

"What are you saying?" Jinyoung lifted her chin up so they can properly look at each other. "May nagawa ba ako?"

"No, it's not you. You're great. Always attentive and nice and you work so hard. I—" she swallowed. "I'm— I'm the problem. You deserve someone better. Someone who isn't a good-for-nothing."

He became silent. And then, "did something happen at work?"

That did it for her.

The tears she held back one by one dropped and then she couldn't stop anymore.

"Nothing's happening to me. I feel like I'm working and working and no matter how hard I'm working it's just useless. The shoot—" she drew her lips into line. She shouldn't complain about it. It's her work. He has nothing to do with it. He has his own drama to worry about.

"Your drama?"

"It's hard. I don't know if I'm cut out for it. But I should be grateful that they gave me a chance to be in it, 'di ba? Na dapat mas galingan ko pa dahil doon. But at the back of my mind, I can't help but fee what's the use? lt's going to fail because of me. Because they decided to cast me. Why did they cast me in the first place? I'm inexperienced and untalented. Nagiging burden lang ako for them. It's going to be a disappointment because I'm a disappointment. Ang daming masasayang na pagod dahil sa akin.

"And I'm," she lowered her voice. She leaned into him for support because if she didn't then she might break completely. "I'm so tired. I don't know why I'm doing any of this. This life... It doesn't mean anything."

Jinyoung let her weep, engulfing her in his hug. The door creaked slightly open and he met his mother's eyes. She mouthed her concerns about Jisoo and Jinyoung only nodded. She left them shortly afterwards.

When Jisoo eventually calmed down, Jinyoung sat her upright, making sure she was looking at him when he started talking.

"One, they hired you to be the lead because you auditoned for it and you passed. Among the thousands who stood before the director, the writer and whoever else is in that casting room—they chose you. That means something. That you have the talent and skills to carry it. You are inexperienced—yes, that much is true—but inexperience does not mean failure.

Two, you do not carry the burden of success alone. Hindi lang ikaw ang gumagalaw sa set. There are other actors, the production team and many more working behind the scenes. Ikaw lang yung unang nakikita kasi ikaw ang haharap sa screen pero hindi ibig sabihin no'n ay ikaw ang may kasalanan kung bakit hindi ito magiging successful.

"But it will be successful. I know it. Because you're in it and I know you. You work hard; you've always had. It's just the nerves talking. Remember when we first emcee'd? You were nervous too. You thought you would make mistakes and yes, you did. But you became better at it because you didn't give up. You always try and you're diligent. Siguro ngayon, hindi mo pa nakikita yung fruits of labor mo. But you will. Someday.

"Three, nobody knows what they're doing." Jinyoung shrugged. "Hell, I don't know what I'm doing most of the time. If it makes sense or if it's worth it."

"You d-don't? But always seem so sure."

He scoffed. "Me? Nah. I pretend that I know shit pero wala talaga akong alam. That's what people do. They fake it and waddle on through life. I think that's how people actually achieve things. They suck it up until things ease up a bit before things get fucked up again."

"I hate that. Why do we have to suffer only to become happy? And why is happiness so short-lived? Why do we have to hurt again?"

"I don't know." He replied honestly. He placed a hand on her cheek, running his thumb over her skin. "I only know it will become more difficult in the future. It never gets easy for any of us. When things are too easy, life becomes stale. We don't look forward to anything more. In trying times, we hope and strive for reprieve. Maybe that's what we'll all get—a lick of relief—before things crumble down again. But at the very least, we've experienced it and we'll keep looking for the taste again and again and again."

"Lastly, Jisoo… if you get tired of trying and if things are too difficult for you to handle, know that I'm here for you." He patted her cheek lovingly. "You don't have to look for me somewhere else. I'm a call away."

"Meaning, don't go to Jinhae and make you travel all the way here?" Jisoo pursed her lips.

"Meaning, don't go to Jinhae and make me not want to go back to Seoul. I miss this place too much." Jinyoung looked at his surroundings. A place filled with the remnants of a time where he was always happy. His home.

When we look back in our past, why does it seem that we are the happiest when we are children? What do we have to do in order to bring that worry-free child version of ourselves into our adult life?

"Maybe we shouldn't go back." Jisoo said after a while.

Jinyoung had considered it before. Staying in Jinhae, remaining within the familiar. He sometimes still thinks about it.

But things in the past will live in the past, no matter how much he tries to replicate it. The memories, the feelings—they will abide in the laws of time.

"I would love to stay." Jinyoung answered honestly. "But I don't have the money to pay back production if I don't finish the drama. Sadly, hindi ako pinagpala ng Dior."

Jisoo made a face and he chuckled. "Do you want me to put in a good word for you? We have Maria Grazia Churri's contact info."

"Wow! Close." He joked.

"I did inspire her to make a whole collection." They both laughed at her haughty reply.

And then, "sorry. I made you travel all the way here. Sabi ko naman sa'yo babalik na lang ako ng Seoul."

"It's fine. Na-miss ko rin luto ni mama. Come on. I think she made boiled pork belly for us."

Jinyoung stood up, pulling Jisoo along with him. They stumbled on his tiny desk in the corner and knocked some of the books over. They stared at it guiltily before cracking up again.

Jisoo didn't know why she found stacking up math and science work books funny. It was silly and light and so different from what she was feeling before.

And then they heard his mom knock at his door, warning them that they better not be doing any funny business under her roof, and she shrieked in laughter more it made her stomach hurt.

But a good kind of hurt. The kind of hurt that she will remember for a long time.

Jinyoung gazed at her fondly, curled in his childhood bed with her body still shaking in mirth…

It's good to be home.

#mumuyahAU #park jinyoung #kim jisoo #jinji #kpop au

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write-now-ggs · 3 years ago

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Jennie (Blackpink)

Wc - 17,400

song

"Where Do We Go From Here"

"Okay mom I'm leaving now." You grabbed your keys off the kitchen counter after making your way downstairs.

"Okay here's your lunch and drive safely. I love you." Your mom gave you a kiss on your cheek.

"Bye, I love you too." You smiled at your mom as you waved at each other.

Your phone started ringing as you walked out to your car, "Hello." You said into the phone before getting inside and starting your car.

"Hey, don't forget we have to pass out those bracelets this morning and at lunch." Your best friend's, Chaeyoung, voice rang through the line.

"Oh right, I'll be at school in like 10 minutes, are you already there..?" You asked her as you put your seatbelt on.

"Yea I just got here. Only me and Lisa are here, no one has showed up yet. So we'll just go ahead and get everything ready." You heard some noise in the background as she talked to you.

"Okay, sorry for running late, but would you and Lisa like some donuts..?" You asked her as you tapped your fingers on the steering wheel.

"Are you seriously asking me that..? Like I would ever turn down food, of course we want some donuts, especially if you're the one paying." She laughed into the phone.

"Haha yeah I should've already known. See you guys in a little bit."

"Okay bye!!" she hung up.

You pulled out of your drive way and made your way to the Donut shop near your school. You picked up a couple dozen boxes of donuts and left to make it to your school.

You found somewhere to park your car then hopped out with your bag on and the boxes of donuts in your hands.

"Hey guys!" You smiled at them as you placed the boxes of sweets on the table they had set up.

"Donuts!" they both yelled before greeting you and taking a donut to eat.

"Where's the bracelets?" You asked as you sat down in the empty chair next to Lisa.

"Right here."Lisa handed you a box with bracelets wrapped in plastic wrappers.

"Okay, has anyone showed up..?" You asked both of the girls as you looked through the box of bracelets.

"Umm no only some teachers but its already 7:20 so some students might start showing up." Chaeyoung spoke with a stuffed mouth.

"Okay well ill take this box and wait at the parking lot, you guys offer the first few people some donuts, but only the ones who grabbed a bracelet." You told them as you stood up with the box in your hands.

"Okay" they both said nodding like little kids with icing on their lips.

"I'll see you before the bell rings." You tossed them both a bracelet, "And make sure you put these on too."

"Okay we will, see ya!" Chaeyoung smiled as she took hers out of the plastic wrapper.

You walked over to the student entrance and watched as some people were finally arriving in the vacant lot.

You smiled as you watched the group of seven familiar boys walk towards you.

"Hey guys!" You greeted the group with a smile, "here are some bracelets." You said as you placed a bracelet in each boys hand.

"Hey thanks, what are these for?" Jackson said pulling it out of the package.

"Its to support our school, showing off a little school spirit." You smiled, "We're hoping these will make more people come to your guys' game tonight and support!"

"Ah that's awesome!" Bambam smiled brightly as he put the bracelet on. The bracelets were a mix of your schools color in a mix paint style with the schools mascot siting in the center with the name of your school around it.

"So I take it your coming to the game tonight..?" Jinyoung asked you with a smile.

"Of course I always come to support you guys." You answered him with a smile, "I haven't missed a game this entire season, Have a little more faith in me Jinyoung." You joked with him.

"Right right, sorry. Of course I should trust my number one fan." He smiled coyly.

"Hey no shes my number one fan, get it right." Youngjae said as he jokingly pushed jinyoung to the side.

"But I thought you were my number one fan..?" Yugyeom said as he put his hand over his heart.

"Guys C'mon we all know shes truly my number one fan." Mark said as he shot an imaginary ball into an imaginary hoop.

"Nope, she can only be the number one fan of starters" Jaebom said as he put a hand on Marks shoulder, "You're not quite there yet kid."

"Ouch, way to bruise my ego.." Mark said as he pushed Jaebom's hand off his shoulder.

"Guys, guys, I'm all of your number one fans. I'm the number one fan of the team and you're all apart of the team. I love you all evenly." You pointed to each boy, "And don't be so hard on Mark, he's one of the best sixth men in our district."

"Wow your so good with your words. We all love you too." Bambam said before rushing in to hug you.

"Group hug!" Jackson yelled then you were engulfed by all seven boys.

"Okay I think thats good, let her breathe now." Jaebom said as he started pulling the guys away.

"Ugh thank you Jaebom" You dramatically took a deep breathe and wiped your forehead.

"Haha well we have to go now, someone.." He looked over at Yugyeom who was trying to avoid his stare, "skipped their last class yesterday when they had a test so we have to take him so he can finish it, or else he won't play tonight. Thank you for the bracelets, we love them" He spoke sincerely as he showed you the bracelet on his wrist.

"Haha It's no problem, good luck tonight." You said to them then looked over at Yugyeom, "Make sure your finish your test, I already told you if your struggling in math I can help you."

"Yes ma'am Ms Class president." He jokingly bowed deeply to you, "But honestly I might have to take you up on studying together. I can't get any low marks this semester." He rubbed his neck as he looked down then back up to you.

"Alright well you know where to find me if you need help. The rest of you please get through today without hurting each other. Also Lisa and Chaeyoung have donuts, go get some."

"Yes captain, Thank you for everything!" The other six boys yelled with smiles and then they walked off playfully teasing Yugyeom.

You stood there handing out bracelets to any students that passed by and told them to get donuts from the other two girls.

"oh wow." You said completely starstruck as you stared at Jisoo who just got out of her car in the parking lot. "She's literally so beautiful, how is it even possible to look that good..?" You asked yourself as you continued to stare.

Like always she was with her friend Jennie. They were complete opposites, Jennie was considered a "delinquent" by anyone you could ask but she still managed to get good grades, meanwhile Jisoo was as nice as anyone could be but she struggled a little bit in most of her classes. You never really talked or hung out with either girl so you couldn't fully have your own opinion on them. You just went off of what everyone told you.

You cleared your throat and smiled, "Hey." Your voice came out slightly higher pitched than it did when you were talking to your guy friends earlier. You never knew why you always got so nervous when you were near Jisoo, especially when Jennie was around.

"Hey" Her voice was deep, and she smiled back as she walked up to you followed by Jennie.

"Here you go!" You handed both girls a bracelet.

"Oh cool what is this for..?" Jisoo asked as she put the bracelet on with a bright smile.

"Its for school spirit. The boys have a game tonight and we are trying to get as many people as we can to go." You told her as you tried hard not to stare at how beautiful both she and Jennie were.

"Oh who is 'We'..?" Jisoo asked genuinely curious.

"The student counsel, we just want the boys to feel appreciated for all the hard work they put in on the court. Next week the girls play and we will be doing something similar. We just want everyone at this school to feel like they're all apart of one big family." You answered her with a smile, you glanced over at Jennie then back at Jisoo.

"Awe that is so sweet, right Jennie..?" She asked the girl on her right.

"Yea, cool" Jennies voice was quiet as she stuffed the bracelet in the pocket of her jacket.

"Jennie, wake up we've got to get to school early, I need to ask Nayeon for help on my math homework from yesterday." Jisoo turned the lights on in Jennies room before going over to her window to open the blinds.

"Oh, hmm" you tilted your head to the side as you stared at the pocket she put it in.

"Hmm..? okay." Jennie sat up, hair wild and voice rough.

"Hey if we get there early enough you might get a chance to talk to your girlfriend." Jisoo teasingly wiggled her eyebrows as the sleepy brunette.

"Hey stop, she's not my girlfriend. She doesn't even pay any attention to me." Jennie said before she threw a pillow at Jisoo.

"What..?" Jisoo laughed at the look on Jennie's face " Its not my fault you have a crush on 'Ms. Perfect'". She tossed the pillow back at Jennie.

"Yea well too bad everyone see's me as a bad person." Jennie finally got up to get her clothes out of her closet.

"Whatever, you're a little baby." Jisoo shook her head as she walked out and closed the door to give her friend some privacy.

Jennie took her time getting ready and looked into the mirror to smile. "Ew no, not doing that again.." She scrunched her nose and shook her head. "That's better.." She said as she looked at her straight face in the mirror. She laughed a little at how ridiculous she was then she put some perfume on and walked out into the living room where she saw Jisoo sitting on the couch trying to finish her homework.

"What are you stuck on?" Jennie asked as she sat down next to her.

"Number 7," Jisoo mumbled as she handed Jennie the paper, "We did one similar to this one in class but I don't remember the steps.." She sounded defeated.

"Oh here.." Jennie calmly explained the problem to her, simplifying the steps of how to solve it.

Jisoo couldn't help but smile at the fact that she's the only person that gets to see this side of her best friend.

"See, you can do it now." Jennie handed her the paper.

"Ugh you're so lucky you're so smart." Jisoo groaned before writing down everything Jennie told her to, then she stuffed the paper into her bag.

"Its whatever. " Jennie stood up and shrugged her shoulders.

"Okay let's go" Jisoo grabbed her keys and made her way outside.

Jennie followed behind to lock the door to the house then she walked to Jisoo's car. When she got inside she put her bag in the back seat then she buckled her seatbelt in place.

"You ready..?" Jisoo asked as she turned the car on.

"Yea, its school how ready do i need to be..?" Jennie leaned her head back and closed her eyes.

"Okay then, lets go." Jisoo drove out of her driveway then she pulled onto the road to head to school.

"Poong poong" Jisoo's playful voice and the way she was poking Jennies cheeks had awakened the younger girl. "We're here, wake up."

"Huh..? Okay I'm awake, I'm up.." Jennie grumbled as she looked into the mirror to fix her hair.

"Haha look your crush is over there." Jisoo said as she pointed to you talking to a group of boys while laughing and smiling. "Someone's jealous!!" Jisoo said in a sing song voice.

"Shut up" Jennie smacked her in the arm.

"Just talk to the girl once." Jisoo said as she put some lip gloss on while looking at her handheld mirror.

"After you finally ask Nayeon out." Jennie mumbled as she looked out the window to see you.

"What are you talking about..?" Jisoo snapped her mirror shut so she could glare at Jennie.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about" Jennie laughed and shook her head.

"Shut up, C'mon I have to get help on the rest of my homework." Jisoo reached in the back to grab her bag.

"I could've helped you last night." Jennie said as she also grabbed her bag.

"Yeah but you aren't Nayeon so..." Jisoo said as she opened her door to get out.

"Ugh, whatever" Jennie mumbled as she got out of the car. She watched as Jisoo locked the car and followed behind her as they walked to the entrance.

Jennie felt herself get more and more nervous as you stood there smiling at them. Well you were really smiling at Jisoo but Jennie just pretended you were smiling at her too.

"Ooh there's your woman." Jisoo said quietly as she tried not to laugh.

"I will literally stab you in your esophagus." Jennie whispered to Jisoo.

"Violent much." Jisoo said as she shook her head.

"Hey!" You told the girls once they were in front of you.

"Hey!" Jisoo said back to you. Jennie could only stare at you since every time she was around you her throat seemed to always dry up and her mind completely blanked. So she couldn't trust her voice enough to greet you.

"Oh here you go" You handed the girls the bracelets.

Jennie stared at the bracelet for a while as she examined the design.

Jisoo was engaged in a conversation with you as Jennie tried to hide the smile that began to creep up on her lips. She finally had something you had given her.

"Awe that is so sweet, right Jennie..?" Jisoo asked getting Jennie's attention.

Jennie looked up at the both of you, "Yea, cool" Jennie mumbled as she put the bracelet in her pocket so she could save it for later. She might've seemed uninterested on the outside but on the inside she was freaking out in joy.

"Oh, hmm" you tilted your head to the side as you stared at the pocket she put it in with an expression Jennie couldn't read but then it quickly turned back into a smile when you looked at Jisoo.

"These are really cool thank you!" Jisoo exclaimed before giving you a hug.

Jennie was the only one that noticed you cheeks turn a shade of pink.

"Oh before I forget, if you go over to Chaeyoung and Lisa they'll give you some donuts, just make sure you show them the bracelets." You said pointing to the two girls sitting at the table.

"Okay thanks, I've gotta get going now, i need to get help on my homework from nayeon." Jisoo said dismissing herself.

"Okay no problem and um if you ever need any help with homework whenever Nayeon isn't available, you can ask me. I have plenty of time and I would be more than glad to help you.." You said as you stared at Jisoo.

"Okay I might take you up on that offer cause Nayeon isn't the best at math." Jisoo said with a laugh.

"Haha well you know where to find me." You said as you subconsciously put a piece of your hair behind your ear.

"I do, well I got to go now bye." Jisoo smiled at you before walking away.

"Okay bye." You waved to Jisoo before turning to smile at Jennie, "Bye I'll see you later" You waved at her.

Jennie gave you a small smile and a little nod before walking to the table to get a donut because she was hungry.

Jennie smiled at you.. wow.. anyways..

"Hey loser!" One of your close friends called out to you as he walked with the rest of your friends.

"Hey Jimin, hey guys" you greeted the rest of the six boys with a smile.

"Hey" they all said waving to you with the biggest smiles.

"Here guys." You placed a bracelet in each of their hands.

"Ooh cool whats this for?" Namjoon asked as he placed the bracelet on his wrist.

You gave him the same answer you gave everyone else who asked.

"Oh thats nice" Hoseok said smiling.

"Yup wear them to the game tonight for support." You told them with a small smile before looking at Yoongi, "Good luck tonight, I already talked to the other guys and they're excited for tonight. Just make sure those two don't get hurt out there tonight." You said as you pointed to Jungkook and Taehyung.

"I'll make sure they stay safe." Yoongi said as he gave you his signature gummy smile.

"Okay good" You laughed

You and the seven boys talked for a while until the youngest spoke.

"We'll see you later we gotta go find Jackson and them" Jungkook said waving.

"Okay bye" You said waving bye to all of them.

(Time skip brought to you by Jennie's kiwi accent) (I really was going to delete this but like I just cant bring myself to do it -2020)

"So are you just staying after school for the game or are you going to go home." Chaeyoung asked you as the two of you walked out of your last class.

"Um I'm not sure yet, I think I might just go get something to eat at my mom's restaurant with you and Lisa if you want, then from there head to the game." You said as you walked down the hallway until you made it to the doors and walked out to the parking lot.

"Oh yeah that sounds like a good idea, we just have to find Lisa" Chaeyoung said.

You heard footsteps running towards the two of you so you turned around to see a... Running Jisoo.. Hm not who you were expecting but it was a pleasant surprise, you were expecting Lisa not Jisoo.

"Hu...huh... Oh gosh I just ran so much... oh wow" Jisoo spoke between deep breathes.

"Hey Jisoo are you okay," You asked as you ran up to her. You dug through your bag and found a water bottle to give her. "Here drink this."

She took it and drank some, "huh.. oh.. Yea yea.." She said handing the bottle back.

"What's up?" You asked her as you slowly reached out to lightly pat her on the back with one hand and grab the water bottle with the other.

"About the homework thing you said earlier." She spoke out of breathe, "can you help me tonight before the game..? Because if I don't do it today ill forget about it and i don't want a failing grade." She asked while giving you puppy eyes.

"Yeah sure, of course I can help. I can even help you now if you would like..?" You smiled at her.

"Okay good ill text you my address, see you later!!" She gave you two thumbs up as she smiled. Then she turned around and took off in another sprint to meet Jennie at her car.

"Okay then" You turned around to face Chaeyoung, "Looks like there's a change of plans."

"Haha its fine, Lisa and I will find something to do, we'll probably call Seulgi and the rest of the girls to go get some pizza." She smiled at you.

"Okay well ill see you tonight." You waved at Chaeyoung and walked to your car.

"Okay bye!" She waved as she watched you walk away then she went to go find Lisa.

(Time skip brought to you by Chaeyoung's Aussie accent) (Again, I really want to delete this but my heart wont let me.. -2020)

After receiving a text message from Jisoo and making your way towards her house, you were now sitting outside in her driveway. After you grabbed your things you got out of your car and walked up the the front door. You rang the doorbell and waited.

You heard the door unlock then Jisoo poked her head out with a bright smile, "Hey, C'mon in." She opened the door all the way to let you in.

You walked in and took your shoes off. You looked around the house and you were totally not expecting what you saw next. Jennie was laying on the couch as she played with a fluffy brown dog. This was probably the first time you'd ever seen her smile so brightly.

"Oh she lives here with me." Jisoo said once she saw where you were looking.

"Oh I didn't know that." You looked over at Jisoo then followed her to the dinning table. There were papers and pencils all spread out.

"Well here's my homework that I need help on" she sat down and showed you a paper.

"Ah Okay this'll be easy enough." You mumbled as you sat down next to her.

You started showing her how to do things in a slower paced manner to simplify everything and she even began to pick up on some things faster than others. But then you got on a problem you couldn't even figure out.

"Honestly I don't remember how to do this." You told Jisoo who just stared at the paper with an empty mind.

"Well if you don't know how to do it then I definitely don't" she said putting her face in the palm of her hands. "Huh!" she gasped loudly, "ah I know, JENNIE!!!!" She yelled loudly from the table. And not even three seconds later you heard footsteps rushing to the dining room.

"Huh what happened are you okay..?" Jennie asked as she ran into the dinning room with a bat in her hands.

"I'm not even gonna ask where she got that from." You mumbled to yourself as you watched her scan the room with her eyes before they landed on you.

"We're fine, well not really, just come here and help us with this stupid problem." Jisoo said flailing in her chair like a little kid.

"Huh really?? You scared me, i thought someone broke in you idiot, you know better than that." Jennie said shaking her head as she leaned the bat against the wall and walked towards the table.

"I'm sorry but I really need help, and even she doesn't know how to do this one" Jisoo showed Jennie the problem.

Jennie grabbed the paper and looked at it before opening her mouth, "Oh its simple look all you have to do is-" Jennie went on explaining how to do the problem.

You just watched in amusement at how simple the problem was to her.

"And that's it." She said handing the pencil back to jisoo.

"Wow.." You and Jisoo said at the same time.

"Okay" Jennie said awkwardly staring at the both of you, "Is that all..?" She asked jisoo.

"Oh I think so, but can you go over these real quick? I have to use the restroom."She asked as she gave Jennie puppy eyes.

"Um.." Jennie looked between you and Jisoo, "Ugh.." She rolled her eyes, "Sure I guess but you owe me." She told Jisoo after giving her a look.

"Okay fine I'll get you that unicorn onesie you wanted" Jisoo smiled innocently.

"Shhhh don't say that out loud you idiot" Jennie put her hand over Jisoo's mouth.

You smiled at how adorable the argument between the two friends was. You'd never seen this side of Jennie, her playful and caring side.

Jisoo moved Jennie's hand away and scoffed, "Whatever, plus its adorable that you still like unicorns, i even bet she thinks its cute." Jisoo gestured to you with an eyebrow raised.

"Haha yea it is cute." You nodded with a smile.

"Oh, well then.. um okay" Jennie before pushing Jisoo out of the dining room, "Hurry up.." She gave Jisoo another look before turning around to face you.

You looked at Jennie's wrist and noticed she was wearing the bracelet from this Morning. "Wow she actually wore it" You mumbled in disbelief.

Jennie sat in the seat Jisoo was and she intently looked over the paper.

"Oh this one is wrong" she said pointing to a problem.

"Oh oops" You said reaching over to grab the pencil that was in front of you, but she also reached to grab the pencil. The two of you had accidentally grabbed each others hand. "Oops, I'm so sorry." You looked up at her.

She turned to look at you and quickly hid her hand as her face began to turn red.

Everything got super quiet as the two of you stared into the others eyes, you began to notice some things about her eyes that you never did.

'Was she always this pretty..?' You thought to yourself before you snapped back to reality. You cleared your throat before speaking, "um so what did we do wrong..?" You asked awkwardly.

"Huh oh" she said as if she had just came back from dreaming, "Nothing major just a simple common mistake." She cleared her throat before continuing, "you divided by a um negative but you forgot to make your answer negative, and um" she said before looking back up into you eyes, "is it bad that I seriously want to kiss you right now?" She spoke barely above a whisper as she studied your face.

You stared back into her eyes then down to her lips then back to her eyes, "Is it bad that I feel the same way..?" Wow you couldn't believe you just said that, what is happening..?

You had never noticed how amazingly beautiful she is. You always spent your time staring at Jisoo and never really paid much attention to Jennie, after you thought about it for a while Jennie had never treated you like some people said she treated everyone. She had never said anything negative to you or ever did anything bad to you. Instead she was just a quiet girl around you. You were always too wrapped up in what everyone else thought about her you just assumed she was the person everyone said she was. Now looking at her through clear eyes you realized they were wrong about her, you were wrong about her. The way she played with the dog on the couch and the way her first instinct led her to try and protect jisoo when she thought she was in danger just showed you that she was actually a sweet girl.

So wrapped up in your thoughts you didn't realize how close she leaned towards you until your lips were centimeters apart. She looked up at your eyes then down to your lips before closing her eyes and leaning in, for some reason you did the same.

Kissing Jennie Kim was the last thing you expected when you agreed to come over to Jisoo's house, and now as you were wrapped up in her arms, It was your favorite part of being at Jisoo's house.

Jennie was the first one to pull away, rosy cheeks accompanying her shy smile, "I'm sorry.." She whispered.

"Wow" a voice came from the other side of the room breaking the silence and weird tension between you and Jennie, "My plan worked better than expected."

You and Jennie quickly turned to see Jisoo smiling like crazy as she clapped her hands and gave Jennie a thumbs up.

"Um.. uh... hmm.. Uh... I've got to go and get ready for the basketball game..." You stood up with one of your hands over your lips. You made it to the front door and quickly put your shoes on "Um bye... I'll see you at um.. school" you said before fumbling with door and walking out.

You closed the door and quickly walked to your car. As you tried opening the door you heard foot steps behind you. You turned around and were met with Jennie who looked concerned. Her cheeks were still bright red and she rushed out in only her socks.

"Hey wait!" She ran up to you. "I-I uh" she started before you cut her off.

"Don't worry about it i won't tell anyone okay..? I'm sorry" You apologized again then turned around to try and open your door.

A hand on your shoulder made you turn around and a gasp escaped you as you were face to face with Jennie.

She took a deep breathe with her eyes closed before looking you in the eyes. "Um, look i know this may seem crazy, and this was totally not how I was expecting this all to happen, but will you just hear me out real quick?" the look in her eyes was so genuine you could only nod to let her know to continue. She took another deep breathe before she reached for your hand and stared you in your eyes. "Um okay look." She sighed as she mentally prepared herself, "I really like you, and I'm not just saying this because we kissed, okay..? I've liked you for months now and i was hoping to properly ask you out one day but i never had the courage to. I'm not good with feeling or whatever this is.." She closed her eyes and put the hand that wasn't holding yours over her heart, "But I do know that every time I see you my heart begins to beat like crazy and I cant help but think that I want to be that person you can talk to whenever you have a bad day just so I can make you smile, I want to be someone you can trust. I just know I like you. And I like you a lot. I honestly don't even know if you like me, not even in a romantic way, just in general. Everyone seems to hate me so I'm sure you do too. I don't even know if you like girls.." She paused to take another deep breathe, "If you could just give me a chance to show you how much i like you it would mean the world to me. I don't know how to explain it, but I truly do like you and my heart hurts every time I see you because I know I can't talk to you to explain my feelings. This is my one chance, please.." her last sentence barely came out above a whisper.

You were rendered speechless, you couldn't talk. You just stared right back into her beautiful eyes as your mind was racing with a million thoughts. Her eyes started to get watery and you remembered you hadn't spoken yet. Her grip on your hand loosened and she began to turn away.

"Wait Jennie, yes." You turned her around and this time you held her hand with a tight grip.

"What..?" She looked at you in confusion.

"I said 'yes', of course" You smiled at her.

"Wait.. really..?" She couldn't believe what you were saying. She felt like she was still dreaming.

"Mhm" You hummed at her and watched as relief flushed over her face.

"Oh wow.." She rubbed the back of her neck, "I never thought I would get this far. So what do we do now..? "

"Are you going to the basketball game tonight..?" You asked her as you moved to intertwine your fingers with hers.

"Jisoo had mentioned that Nayeon invited her to go with them so I was thinking about going with her, I'm still not sure yet." She looked down at your hand that was holding hers and she tried to hide her smile.

"You should go, I'll be there.. In fact." You pulled your phone out of your pocket with your free hand. "I need to be there in around an hour, so I should really get going now." At the mention of you leaving Jennie's smile fell.

"Oh really..?" She asked timidly.

"Yeah I'm sorry, I have to help set up the student section.."

"Student counsel duties huh..?" Jennie smiled at you with a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah.." You nodded your head with a small smile, "Please come, I promise it will be fun."

"But no one at our school likes me, whats the point of being in a room with people that judge me every second I'm around them.." She finally touched on the subject she knew you were thinking about.

"That's only because they judge you without truly knowing you, hell I barely even know you but the Jennie I've seen in the past hour has been nothing but sweet kind and caring. I know you're a good person, I can sense it. So please come out to the game tonight, I want to be able to spend more time with you to see where this," You gestured to the two of you, "Whole thing is headed."

"Wow never thought I'd hear the class president cuss.." She mumbled with a smirk as she tried to avoid what you said about the two of you.

"Hell is not a bad word... But before you get me distracted, I'm going to ask one more time... Please come to the basketball game so we can spend some time together. I want to get to know you. The real you. Not the Jennie that everyone judges based on a few stares, but the really kind and caring Jennie that I know is in there." You spoke with sincerity laced through all your words.

"Alright, I'll think about it." She smiled then she started to lean in.

Before she could get any closer you put a finger up to her lips, "Uh-uh, not until we truly get to know each other.."

"You weren't saying that a minute ago.." She grumbled as she pulled away.

"Hey now I wasn't expecting it." You laughed at the look on her face.

"Don't blame me when you're the one who came inside my house looking like this" She gestured to you, all of you.

"I'm literally just wearing jeans and a jacket... how is it my fault you can't keep your hormones in check..?" You tilted your head to the side as you enjoyed the playful banter between the two of you.

"Yeah but you have this.." She let go of your hand to hold your face. "So technically it is your fault."

"Technically it would be my mom and dads fault, its their genes that made me." You raised an eyebrow at her.

Jennie smiled before leaning forward to steal a kiss, "haha!" She yelled before running to the front door.

"You butt!" You yelled as you followed her but you were too late. She was inside the house and watching you from the window next to the door.

Jennie puckered her lips and made a funny face. The two of you couldn't help but laugh. "You should get going now, I'm sure you have even less time to make it there because of me now.." She spoke through the window. She had opened it just enough so you could hear her.

You checked your phone and noticed you only had around forty-five minutes to get everything ready. "ah you're right, and it's not your fault. I was talking too."

"Okay well I'll see you at the game." Jennie smiled.

"You promise you'll go..?" You asked with your pinky raised in the air.

Jennie nodded her head and lifter up her pinky, "I promise."

"Okay, well bye!" You waved at her then you ran to your car.

"What..?" Jennie said when she turned around and was greeted with a smiling Jisoo.

"I don't get a 'Thank You'..?" Jisoo crossed her arms as she stared at the younger girl.

"Fine, thank you so much Jisoo, you are the best person to ever exist." Jennie said with her childlike grin.

"So I take it your're going to the game now..?" Jisoo asked with an eyebrow raised.

"Were you eavesdropping..?" Jennie asked, her smile now replaced with a scowl.

"Its not my fault. It was like a romance movie out there, I had to.." Jisoo pulled her phone out. "Look at the two of you.." She swiped through her phone to show Jennie the pictures she took of the two of you.

"So yugyeom likes these, Taehyung likes these, ah Jinyoung likes these.." After you went home to change out of your clothes you stopped at a store to pick up some snacks for the basketball boys. You were honestly like all of their moms away from home. You always had snacks to feed the growing boys, but only if they were getting good grades. "Okay this should be good." You said to yourself as you went to go walk up to the counter. Before you made it something caught your eyes,

"Jisoo I can't believe you.." She shook her head. "But... send me those please.." Jennie said before running to her room to get dressed.

It was a little unicorn key chain which just so perfectly happened to have the letter J engraved into the Horn. "If this isn't a sign telling me to get it, then I don't know what is." You grabbed the key chain and put it with the rest of the items you were going to get.

You had made it to your school in time to help the rest of the members on the student counsel get ready for the game. Chaeyoung and Lisa got there a little after you did and they helped the parents that volunteered with setting up the concession stand.

You made your way down the hallway where the boy's locker room was. You knocked on the door then were greeted with Younjae's bright smile.

"Ah look it's my number one fan.." He yelled to get the other guy's attention. And at that all ten boys rushed out of the locker room in their warm-ups.

"Youngjae.." You gave him a look, "I'm all of your number one fans." You smiled at the rest of the boys. "I brought you some snacks." You held the bag up in the air and all the boys began to cheer.

"You're the best!" Jackson went over to lift you up in the air.

"Snacks! Snacks! Snacks!" The boys all yelled while jumping up and down with you in the air.

"Haha okay okay, but we all know all of you are even better." You said when Jackson finally let you down.

"No... boo!" They all disagreed in unison as they shook their head.

"We have the best Class president in the Country!" Jungkook exclaimed as he held your arm up in the air.

"You guys are too sweet. Here take these.." You handed the bag to Jaebom. "I got everyone their favorites, so there should be enough. Please share." You gave all of them a look and they all nodded.

"Yes ma'am" They all bowed to you. "We will win tonight in your honor!" They yelled as they looked back up.

"haha cute, how long did you practice that..?" You asked Taehyung who couldn't hide his grin.

"We just came up with it before you showed up. It was Bambam's idea." Taehyung answered you.

"Ah I see.. well I wish you guys luck. And don't eat too many snacks before the game, just a couple. We don't need you all out there running on heavy stomachs." You told them in a serious voice before smiling at them all, "Good luck!"

"Thank you!" They all yelled.

One by one they each gave you a hug before making their way back inside the locker room.

You walked back out to the gym to see if there was anything else you could help with.

"Hey Areum asked if you could help her with handing out the rest of the bracelets to the parents that show up." One of the other members of the student counsel asked.

"Oh of course. Thank you Soobin." Soobin was one of the younger members of the student counsel but he took his role seriously. You watched as some of the staff were bringing out the big jugs full of ice water. "Go see if you can help them by getting the cups and towels." You told Soobin as you showed him who you were talking about.

"Yes ma'am" He smiled at you then walked off to see if he could be of any help.

You didn't know why, but everyone at this school always treated you with the upmost respect, of course you treated them the same way. You never wanted to be on bad terms with anyone at your school. Like you had said earlier to Jisoo, you wanted everyone here to feel as though they were a part of a big family away from home.

You walked over to meet Areum who was greeting the first set of parents who were already arriving.

You knew all of the guy's parents so they all greeted you with your first name as you handed them the bracelets.

"So are the two of you dating..?" Nayeon asked Jennie while they walked to the gym.

Jennie shook her head, "No, and I'm not going to force anything on her either. I'll wait until she's completely comfortable with me before we discuss labels." She stuffed her hands in her pockets as the air around the three girls dropped in temperature with the sun itself.

"You should've seen them, I'm telling you it was straight out of a movie. They're probably gonna use their story in a movie or drama in the future." Jisoo said as walked next to Nayeon.

"Oh wow, seriously..?" Nayeon asked Jisoo before wrapping an arm around her. "It's cold.." She justified her actions to the older girl with a coy smile.

"I even have pictures." Jisoo said with a smile as her cheeks reddened.

"Which is creepy may I add." Jennie said as she shook her head at the other girls.

"Oh wow, there's your girl." Nayeon said as she gestured to the open doors.

You were in the middle of a conversation with Yugyeom's parents. They were asking you about his grades and what they could do to help him.

"We're not dating.." Jennie mumbled as her cheeks instantly heated up when you glanced up and shot her a smile when you realized she made it.

"Thank you so much sweetie.." Yugyeom's mother told you before giving you a hug to go find somewhere to sit in the stands.

You ran outside to meet Jennie. "You made it!" You smiled brightly at her.

"No, this is Jennie's identical twin, she was too nervous to spend time with you." Jennie said in a monotone voice before she failed to hold a straight face and was instantly smiling at you.

You laughed and playfully hit her shoulder. "You're so stupid.."

Jisoo cleared her throat making you and Jennie look over at her and Nayeon.

"We're gonna go find seats. Please don't make out in front of the school please." She told Jennie with a look before smiling at you. "We'll see you inside."

Nayeon waved at you and you greeted her. "Okay, we'll be in shortly. The boys are about to head out for warm-ups." You told Jisoo.

Then it was just you and Jennie standing outside.

"You changed your clothes.." She said as she couldn't think of anything else to talk about.

"School spirit..!" You reminded her with a smile. You were wearing a jacket with the school's mascot on the front and the basketball boy's names on the back.

Jennie exaggerated the eye roll she gave you, "Eww" she scrunched her nose.

"Oh shut up," You gave her an eye roll of your own before you grabbed her hand. "Let's go, It's starting to get cold."

"Okay.." She smiled as she intertwined your finger, letting you lead the way.

On the way to the student section you heard a couple of whispers from some of the other students in the school.

"Isn't that Jennie Kim..?"

"Since when does she come to school events..?"

"Why is she with the class president..?"

"She probably got in trouble or something..?

You turned to look at Jennie, who's smile was no longer on her face. She was staring at the ground.

"Hey, don't worry about them. We are here for a good time. Just ignore them.. okay." You asked as you lifted her head with your free hand.

Her eyes met you and she gave you a small smile, "Okay.."

"Hey over here!" Chaeyoung yelled for you from the front row.

Chaeyoung and Lisa were joined by Seulgi and all of her friends. Jisoo and Nayeon were sitting on the row right above them.

"Perfect, C'mon" You smiled as you pulled Jennie over.

Chaeyoung and Lisa raised an eyebrow when they saw you were holding hands with Jennie.

"I'll explain later.." You mouthed to them before introducing them to Jennie. "Jennie this is Chaeyoung and this is Lisa, they are my best friends."

"I know them. Hey guys." Jennie smiled at the two girls.

"Hey!" Chaeyoung and Lisa said at the same time.

You and Jennie took your seats and waited for the boys to come out for warm-ups.

"Do you like basketball..?" You asked Jennie.

She shrugged, "I've never watched it enough to have an opinion on it."

"It's great, you're going to love it. The boys worked so hard during the off season, its insane how much better they've gotten since last year." You told her with a big smile.

"Wow" Jennie couldn't help but smile at the excitement in your voice. "You must be close to them..?" She asked genuinely curious since she always saw you talking to at least one of the guys everyday.

"We are, they're like my brothers.." You paused and shook your head, "No more like my children." You laughed.

Before Jennie could say anything cheers erupted from the stands as the boys made their way onto the court with their warm-ups on. All ten boys look around before Yoongi saw you and smiled. He turned to tell the other guys something then they were all facing you. They all waved with big smiles. You stood up to wave back and gave them a thumbs up. Youngjae pointed to his stomach and gave you a thumbs up before pointing one finger in the air and sending you a heart. You laughed and shook your head as you gestured to all of the boys then held up a number one. The two of you shared a smile before he joined the other guys in taking practice shots.

You sat down with a laugh, "What am I gonna do with these boys."

"Oh Youngjae told us to give you this before the game." Chaeyoung said as she handed you a sign.

You read the sign and laughed, "Wow this kid." You shook your head as you stared at the sign.

" ♡ Youngjae's #1 Fan ♡"

The sign had Youngjae's number on it and his basketball head shot.

"You two seem pretty close.." Jennie said quietly as she looked at the sign then the smile on your face.

You looked at her and immediately shook your head, "It's not like that. It's just an inside joke with the team." You told her before reaching for her hand, "I don't have any kind of romantic feelings for the boys." You gave her a look to reassure her there was nothing underneath the surface of the friendship between you and the boys.

"Okay.." She smiled at you before feeling a thump on her back. It was Jisoo.

"Stop getting jealous" she mouthed to Jennie before sending her a look.

"Jimin! Jin! Namjoon! Hobi!!" Your voice made Jennie turn back around. You had let go of her hand to stand up so you could call your other friends over. "We made sure to save you guys the best seats." You told them as they walked up to you.

"Thank you!" Jimin smiled. He looked down and saw Jennie, "Oh hi! I'm Jimin." Following him the other three boys introduced themselves to her with big smiles.

"Hey, I'm Jennie." She gave them an awkward wave as she smiled.

"Your seats are next to Irene." You pointed past Seulgi and her friends.

"Thanks! You're the best!" Hoseok smiled at you.

"Haha it's no problem, just make sure you cheer loudly tonight!" You smiled at him.

"Oh we will. You should have seen Jimin warming up his voice outside." Namjoon said with a laugh.

You talked to the guys for a little while more until they walked past to get to their seats.

You sat back down next to Jennie after scanning the gym for anyone else you were close too.

"Wow you sure do know a lot of people." Jennie said as she looked at everyone that was seated near the two of you.

"It's kind of a necessity as a class president. I don't want anyone to think poorly of me. I'm on a first name basis with almost everyone. I want people to be comfortable around me and ask for help when they need it." You told her as you sat closer to her.

"What about when you need help..? Who is there for you..?" Jennie asked, curiosity evident in the way her eyebrows furrowed.

You watched as Jackson dribbled the ball as he talked to Jungkook about something. "I have my mom to talk to, sometimes even my dad if he isn't busy." You tapped your foot on the floor.

"What about chaeyoung and Lisa..?" Jennie studied your face.

You shook your head and scrunched your nose, "I don't want to inconvenience them with my problems, I can handle them."

Jennie shook her head and grabbed your arm so you could look at her, "I'll listen to your problems. You won't be an inconvenience to me. You can talk to me about anything." She spoke gently as she looked into your eyes.

You smiled at her, "I'll think about."

Jennie watched as your smile wavered a bit but deciding on not pushing the subject further she just nodded. She sat in silence as she watched you talk to chaeyoung, she admired how you kept her in the conversation but being shy she only responded with hums and head movement.

Jennie was startled when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned and saw Jisoo.

"Outside." was the only thing Jisoo said to Jennie before getting your attention. "Jennie and I are going to the concession stand, does anyone want anything..?" She smiled at you and chaeyoung.

You shook your head, "I'm fine." You looked at chaeyoung who smiled then told Jisoo what she and Lisa wanted.

"Okay, we'll be back." Jisoo said as she grabbed Jennies arm and walked away.

"Don't take too long, the game starts in five minutes!" You hollered at the girls.

"What..?" Jennie asked Jisoo as she rubbed the spot on her arm Jisoo grabbed earlier.

"What are you doing??" Jisoo asked Jennie as she moved to stand in the concession line.

"What are you talking about..?" Jennie looked at Jisoo in confusion.

"Can't you see she's trying so hard to get you to interact with her friends..?" Jisoo shook her head at the younger girl.

"Um yeah..? What about it..?" Jennie was confused by whatever it was Jisoo was trying to prove.

"You idiot.." Jisoo sighed, "She wouldn't be trying so hard to get you to talk to her friends if she didn't want you guys to get closer. Don't you see..?" Jisoo asked the younger girl who just stared and shook her head, "She wants you to feel comfortable around her friends because she knows the two of you have potential, but she's doing what every girl does. Getting the most important opinion. The best friend test basically." Jennie stared blankly at Jisoo. "Ugh" Jisoo groaned, "If her best friends don't like you then you're basically a goner."

"Oh.." Jennie mumbled as she finally understood what the older girl was trying to say. Jisoo was already ordering the food Chaeyoung and Lisa had asked for, so she just stood and watched her best friend.

"Thank you." Jisoo smiled at the lady behind the counter. "Here." Jisoo handed Jennie the food the younger girls had asked for. "Give this to them and apologize for being rude."

"Okay" Jennie took the items. "But do you really think she see's something in me.. or like me and her..?" Jennie asked her friend as they walked back over to the student section.

"Duh, do you not see the way she smiles at you. Plus every chance she gets she grabs your hand. And she's basically stuck to your hip when your sitting next to each other. Just.." Jisoo looked over at her friend with a smile, "Try harder to let people in, Not everyone wants to hurt you, they just don't know you yet."

Jennie smiled, "Its funny, she said something similar earlier."

Jisoo laughed, "Of course she did, its smart people thinking."

"Says the girl who is struggling in Calculus." Jennie snickered.

"Whatever, don't make me embarrass you in front of your girlfriend." Jisoo threatened her with a smile. When they made it back to the student section she gave Jennie one last look before going to sit with Nayeon.

"You're back." You smiled at Jennie.

"Yup" She smiled then walked past you to stand near Chaeyoung and Lisa. "Here's the food you had asked for." She handed the food to the younger girls and smiled shyly at them, "I just want to say I'm sorry for not engaging in the conversations earlier, I'm just really shy. The two of you have been nothing but nice to me the entire time I've been here yet I've barely uttered a word to the two of you. Thank you for being so Inviting to me and sorry for being so quiet."

"Oh no no no.." Both girls shook their heads. "We completely understand, you don't need to apologize. If she introduced you to us," Chaeyoung gestured to you, "Then we know you're a good person." The younger girl smiled at Jennie.

"Yeah she would never introduce us to someone she didn't have a good feeling about." The youngest girl spoke.

You watched the way Jennie slowly relaxed as she continued to talk to your friends.

"Okay well thank you still for inviting me with open arms." Jennie told the two girls before going back to sit next to you.

"Everything okay..?" You asked Jennie when you noticed the way her left leg was bouncing up and down.

"Mhm" Jennie hummed with a small smile.

"Okay.." You watched her for a little longer until you heard the music begin to play.

Everyone in the student section got up and cheered as the boys ran out. When Youngjae looked over you made sure to hold the sign up and smile.

"Ooh tip-off.." You mumbled as you sat down and watched as Jackson and Jaebom talked to the referee.

The game was amazing, the boys had a big lead by the end of the first quarter and not only did that calm you nerves but also the fact that Jennie had loosened up enough during the first quarter to ask you questions about what was happening.

"Is it over..?" Jennie asked in disbelief at how short the game was.

You laughed and shook your head, "No, that was only the first quarter, there's three more."

"Three more..?" She asked as her mouth hung open.

"Yup" You smiled at her.

The boys were in a circle around their coach as they all drank some water. Youngjae managed to escape twenty seconds before the second quarter began and ran to where the student section.

"Hold my sign up higher this quarter" He told you while breathing heavily.

You shook your head, "Not unless Mark gets put in this quarter," You smiled at him.

"Ugh fine.." Youngjae groaned. "I spent a lot of time working on that poster, ya know."

"Ah so that's why it looks like an elementary students unfinished art project." You teased him with a smile.

"You're so mean to me.." He shook his head then smiled at you before running back over to join his team.

You watched as Youngjae talked to the coach.

You looked over at Jennie, who to your surprise, had a small smile on her face as she looked around.

The second quarter started and to your surprise Mark was on the court. He looked over to you and smiled. "Thanks" He mouthed to you before focusing on the game. At the same time Youngjae looked over and gestured to the sign. You rolled your eyes but held the sign up.

"Wow Youngjae is on fire..." Chaeyoung said halfway through the third quarter.

You had to agree. Not only was he challenging his defender when he was outside the three point line, he was also rushing into the paint with such a force he was able to cleanly make every lay-up. The defenders had no time to react so they could never set a proper screen which led to easy and-ones.

Currently Youngjae was dribbling the ball before saying something to Mark. He then looked at his defender and smiled. He rushed into the paint and soon the entire defensive team ran to the paint. He pulled up with the ball in his hands, but to everyone's surprise he easily passed the ball behind him where Mark was perfectly awaiting the ball. As soon as the ball made it into Mark's hands he threw up one of the most perfect shots you've seen this entire season. The ball cleanly swished through the net and the boys on the bench completely lost it.

"That was one of the best threes I've ever seen.." Lisa said as she watched in amusement.

The other teams coach called a timeout and Youngjae looked over at you and shrugged. You laughed and held the sign up giving him an "Okay" gesture with your fingers.

You sat back down to take a deep breathe. "Are you enjoying the game..?" You asked Jennie.

She smiled and nodded her head, "This is unexpectedly entertaining."

You laughed a little as you nudged her shoulder, "I told you."

And so the game continued, Youngjae continued to make his defenders look clueless, you and Jennie talked more and more as she gained a new interest in the game.

"10... 9.. 8.. 7.." The entire crowd was counting down as Youngjae dribbled the ball between his legs. "4.. 3.." Youngjae quickly stepped forward before stepping back, making his defender stumble on his own feet, then he shot an open three. The entire crowd was silent as the ball flew towards the hoop, the final buzzer rang through the gym then the ball cleanly swished through the net. Everyone began to yell in excitement. The entire team ran onto the court and lifted Youngjae up in the air.

"haha they're so stupid." You laughed as you shook your head.

People slowly filtered out of the gym except for family and close friends of the boys.

Jennie stayed with Jisoo and Nayeon as you went up to congratulate the boys.

"I see my sign served the best purpose today.." Youngjae said with a smile.

"Shut up, we want to see you play like that every game." Jaebom said before grabbing the sign out of your hand.

"Who made this..? Did you hire an elementary kid to make it..?" Bambam asked as he stared at the sign in Jaebom's hand.

"It took me two hours to make." Youngjae snatched the sign out of their hands to hand it back to you.

"Next time spend four hours on that, jeez.." Jaebom laughed at the look on Youngjae's face.

You spent a couple more minutes with all the boys before Youngjae let you know they were going to be throwing a small party to celebrate the win. "It starts at 10, invite anyone you want. We don't care." He smiled.

"Okay I'll see if I can make it." You told him as you handed him a towel.

"You know you're going to go. Make sure you invite your new friend too." He gestured towards Jennie as he wiped his forehead and neck. "She seems cool."

"Am I cool..?" You jokingly asked him.

"Of course, or else we wouldn't be friends." he told you as he put the towel over his shoulder.

"So you're sure you're not just friends with me for my snacks..?" You raised an eyebrow at him.

"haha" he shook his head, "I'm sure."

"Okay then.." You stared at him then the both of you laughed, "Go get washed up, you stink."

"Yes ma'am.." He laughed before waving and walking out to head to the locker room.

You walked back over to your group of friends. "They're throwing a party at Youngjae's house and they want all of us to go. It starts at ten." You told everyone and they all started cheering.

"I knew he was good for something." Lisa joked as she grabbed all her stuff.

Everyone began to talk among themselves and you grabbed Jennie to pull her to the side.

"Are you going..?" You asked her once you were away from the crowd.

Jennie rubbed the back of her neck, "I'm not sure they would want me there.."

You shook your head, "Youngjae told me they wanted you there.. because you seemed Cool..?" You laughed and shook your head. "But you don't have to go if you don't want to."

"Oh really..?" Jennie asked you with an eyebrow raised. "Um let me ask Jisoo what she's going to do."

"Okay" You smiled and watched as Jennie walked up to Jisoo to talk to her.

Chaeyoung and Lisa walked up to you question marks basically etched onto their faces. "Since when did the two of you get so close..?" Lisa asked as she looked at Jennie.

"Earlier today.." You said as you tried to hide the blush that crept up on your cheeks.

Chaeyoung raised an eyebrow then she shook her head, "She seems so different than the way people always describe her.." She said what the three of you all thought.

"Yeah people always said she was rude, but during the game she was smiling and giggling, not what I expected from her at all.." Lisa said as she looked back at you.

"Yeah she's actually really nice and sweet." You told them with a small smile. You watched as Jennie smiled then rushed over to you and your best friends.

"Hey!" Jennie smiled at the three of you, "Jisoo said she's going to go, so I'll be going too."

"Oh that's awesome, I don't think I've ever seen you go to one of Youngjae's infamous parties." Lisa told her.

Jennie glanced at you before answering, "Yeah I'm not much of a people person but I'm going because she asked me to." She gestured towards you.

"Well we'll let you two talk," Chaeyoung looked at you, "We'll come to your house in a little bit to get ready." She smiled then her and Lisa walked off, engulfed in their own conversation.

You and Jennie walked out of the gym to find somewhere less crowded to talk.

"Did you have fun..?" You asked her as the two of your walked down one of the hallways and stood behind a partial wall where some water fountains were. You leaned against the wall as you watched the way her eyes lit up.

"Yeah I didn't realize how much I was missing out." She answered you honestly.

"Hmm, well if you ever want to come to another game just let me know." You went to reach for your phone but paused when Jennie spoke.

"So is this the part where you give me your number..?" Jennie raised an eyebrow as a smirk fixed itself on her face.

You scoffed and rolled your eyes, "See I was going to give it to you, but... I'm going to rethink that decision." You smiled back, two could play at that game.

Jennie took a step closer to you, "You know you want to give me your number, I mean look at me. Who wouldn't want to give me their number..?"

You looked Jennie up and down then raised an eyebrow, "Hmm fair point."

Jennie's smile grew as she took another step closer, "So are you going to give it to me..?"

You rolled your eyes as you attempted to hide your smile, "Fine, give me your phone." You stuck your hand out to Jennie.

"Ooh demanding, I like it.." She said quietly as she pulled her phone out of her pocket. She unlocked it before handing it to you. "Here."

"Thank you," You took your time as you entered your number humming to yourself.

Jennie watched you with a curious smile, "Why is it taking you so long to enter your number..?" She asked as she tried to take a peek of the screen.

"Because.." You said before typing one more thing. "Here I'm done." You handed her phone back to her.

"Thank you." She looked at the new number in her contact list as a smile appeared on her face.

"Wow didn't know having my number in your phone would make you that happy," This time it was your turn to smirk.

"Shut up" Jennie rolled her eyes as she put her phone back into her pocket.

"Make me" You countered with a proud smile.

"oh really..?" Jennie raised an eyebrow as she took another step, closing any space that was between the two of you.

"I dare you" You watched as Jennie's eyes examined your face before she smiled.

"Okay"

"Where have you two been..?" Jisoo asked, arms crossed against her chest and an eyebrow raised. "We've been looking for you for almost half an hour." She told Jennie.

"Ah I'm sorry." You told Jisoo with a small smile, "We were talking about something and we didn't even notice how much time passed by."

Jisoo looked at the way you had your hands wrapped around Jennie's arm. She looked at the brunette and shook her head as she smiled. "It's okay, I know she can't get into any trouble if she's around you."

Jennie rolled her eyes, "I can do what I want..." She mumbled.

You laughed and looked over at her, "Sure you can.."

Jisoo watched the two of you before getting Jennie's attention, "So are you ready to go home and get ready for the party..?"

Jennie looked over at you then back at Jisoo, "Yeah" She turned to face you, "I'll see you later tonight."

You smiled at her and Jisoo, "Okay I'll see you there. Do you have the address..?" You asked Jisoo.

"Mhm, Lisa gave it to me earlier."

"Alright then, Bye..!" You waved at both of the girls before walking away to help clean up the stands.

After the two girls were away from you Jisoo stopped walking and turned to face Jennie. "You know if you're going to make out with our class president at least don't do it at school. That's gross."

Jennie rolled her eyes as she tried to hide the smile on her face, "What are you talking about..?"

Jisoo scoffed, "Don't 'What are you talking about' me. It's super obvious." She pointed to Jennie's lips, "Since when do you wear pink lipstick..?" Jisoo raised an eyebrow.

Jennie pulled her phone out and opened her camera app to check her face. "About that.." She mumbled as she wiped her lips.

"Yeah 'about that' my ass. Come on lets go before you end up devouring her face."

"So are you two a thing..?" Chaeyoung asked as she finished putting on her lipstick.

"What..?" You raised an eyebrow as you put on perfume.

"You know, like.." Lisa did a very strange hand motion, "Together."

"What gave you that idea..?" You asked both of the girls who were sitting on your bed.

"Hmm idk.. Chaeyoung..?" Lisa asked the other girl as they shared a smile.

"Well thank you for asking Lisa." Chaeyoung dramatically cleared her throat, "Let's see she walked in holding hands with her." Chaeyoung told Lisa, who nodded and hummed in response. "Then after the game the both of them disappeared for half an hour plus she came back with her lipstick all over her lips."

"Hmm those are all valid points.." Lisa said as she rubbed her chin.

Both girls started laughing then turned to face you, "Does that answer your question..?" Chaeyoung raised an eyebrow.

You laughed and shook your head, "I can't with the both of you. Are you ready..?" You asked as you tried changing the subject.

"Hmm Lisa, here's another valid point." Chaeyoung pointed to your face, "She's turning red and trying to avoid the question by changing the subject."

Lisa looked at you and hummed, "Hmm interesting.."

"Interesting indeed.." Chaeyoung said in the worst attempt at an old English accent.

"Okay Sherlock Holmes stop thinking so hard, you know you only have so much brain power a day." You told her as you shook your head. "But honestly.." You looked at the two girls who gave you all their attention. "I'm not sure what is going on between us."

Lisa gave you a sympathetic smile, "Well she's cute and she is your type. Plus I don't think I've seen you smile this bright since Chaeyoung surprised you with tickets to see Wonder Girls." Lisa paused as she came up with a joke, "Now its time for you to Be her baby and don't worry we will tell Nobody Nobody." Lisa and Chaeyoung both laughed at her lame joke.

You couldn't help but laugh too, "That was pretty good, I'll give you that."

"Thank you." Lisa smiled.

"But seriously, do you like her..?" Chaeyoung asked you once the three of you stopped laughing.

You leaned against your dresser as you thought about Chaeyoung's question. "Do I like her.." You mumbled quietly as Jennie's smile popped up in your head which instantly made you smile. You thought about how happy Jennie seemed during the basketball game and the way she spoke to you. She was sweet to you and you had to admit it filled your heart with joy to be the person that caught Jennie's eyes.

"She's smiling so I think that's a good sign." Lisa whispered to Chaeyoung.

"I mean honestly speaking they would make a cute couple. A little cliche since she's the class president and Jennie seems to be the 'rebel' in our class but I guess we've got to give the people what they want." Chaeyoung whispered back to Lisa.

"What people..?" Lisa raised an eyebrow.

"The people reading this right now... Uh I mean.." Chaeyoung paused and smiled, "It's a figure of speech."

"Ah okay." Lisa nodded.

You snapped back to reality, "I guess I do like her.." You said quietly before looking at both girls, "But wouldn't it be too sudden to start dating her..?"

Lisa looked at chaeyoung and shrugged her shoulder, "Well if you like her and she likes you I don't see why not."

"True but we don't really know each other that well." You told her with a sigh.

"So what, you can get to know each other while you build your relationship up, and if it doesn't work out then it doesn't work out. I say go for it, you might regret it in the future if you don't." Chaeyoung told you as she spun her lipstick on her finger tips.

You looked down and shook your head, "I don't know, ugh" You covered your face with your hands, "I don't want to think too much into this right now." You moved your hands away from your face to look at your best friends, "Let's just go and have good night, I'll figure this all out later. Whatever happens, happens."

Both girls shrugged, "We're ready." Chaeyoung told you.

"Okay lets go."

"Jisoo said we'll be there in less than ten minutes, try not to miss me too much ;)"

"Ew as if, you think too highly of yourself."

"You weren't saying ew in the hallway earlier"

"Ugh you get on my nerves"

At the sound of someone clearing their throat, you looked up from your phone.

"Are you going to sit out here all night..?" It was Jinyoung, he brought you something to drink.

You and the girls had arrived at Youngjae's house twenty minutes ago and after greeting everyone you went outside to wait for Jennie. "Thank you," You smile at him as you grabbed the drink, "And no I'm just waiting on Jennie." You took a sip before you scrunched your nose, "What is this..?"

"Yugyeom told me to give you some Hawaiian Punch but he said there's too much sugar so he added water." Jinyoung shrugged at you, "He said not to give you anything alcoholic until you came back inside."

You laughed as you set the cup down, "That boy." You sighed as you checked your phone but Jennie hadn't responded.

"So Jennie.." Jinyoung said quietly as he put his hands in his pockets, "When did the two of you become friends..?"

You looked up at him with a small smile, "You're not gonna believe it but we just started talking earlier."

"Wow and you're out here waiting in the cold for her..? Damn she really must be as charming as people say she is.." He said as he sat down on the steps next to you.

"What do you mean..?" You gave him a questioning look.

"I've heard she's talked her way into a bunch of the guys hearts at our school so they would do stuff for her." He laughed, "She even managed to talk one guy into doing her entire research paper for her anatomy class."

"Really..?" You stared at the ground.

"Yeah, which is why it's surprising to see our innocent class president be so friendly towards her. She's not a bad person from what I've heard she's just really good with her words. A couple of those dudes resent her a little because they thought they were gonna get to be the lucky guy she took to bed, but all they were met with was a quick block and a cold stare." He laughed and shook his head, "I personally think it's funny, she's a really attractive girl and the guys at our school are stupid if they think they would get a chance with someone like her. I admire how smart she is when it comes to getting what she needs."

"I never knew any of that about her." You said quietly.

Jinyoung shrugged, "I'm not surprised, it's just information that stays between the guys at our school. They just managed to convince some of the girls at our school to talk bad about her so that's the reason most people avoid her."

"Wow that's kind of messed up. So people just talked bad about her without really knowing what kind of person she is..?" You asked him.

Jinyoung nodded and gave you a sad look, "Yeah people will take any negative information about anyone and blow it out of proportion. But.." He paused, "I have noticed something about her." He looked at you and raised an eyebrow seeing if you wanted him to continue.

You gave him a small nod, "You can say it."

He looked down before looking in your eyes as he tried figuring out how to say what was on his mind, "I have a couple classes with her and every time your name is mentioned, which is a lot by the way, she always looks up and tries to listen." You raised an eyebrow at him, but before you could say anything he continued, "She was near me one day when you had brought me my jacket that I had left at the library that one night you helped me study. She basically stopped walking and just watched you. I didn't know if it was a good thing or bad thing but when you noticed she was around you smiled at her and she just stared before her cheeks got red and she walked away." He paused to smile, "Take what you want from that information as you will, but in my opinion I believe she has some romantic feelings for you. Personally as your big brother figure, I think the two of you would make a great couple."

You scoffed and rolled your eyes, "You act more like my child than a big brother." You playfully shoved his shoulder. "But do you really we would be a good couple..?"

He smiled and nodded his head, "She needs someone good in her life, plus if she's around you maybe you can help clear her name. She's never done anything to me or all of our friends so no one here has any negative feelings about her. I say you try and see where things between the two of you will go."

"Since when did all of my friends become relationship coaches..?" You joked with him.

"We all just want the best for you. You're always there for all of us no matter what is going on in your life, we feel like Jennie would be a good person to be there for you when we can't." He told you as his voice conveyed all the sincerity he was feeling. Before you could say anything he stood up when he saw a car pull up. He gave you a friendly pat on your shoulder, "It's time for you to live your life and enjoy yourself." He grabbed the cup you set down earlier, "I'm sure you don't want this so I'll take it with me."

"Thank you Jinyoung." You smiled at him.

He shook his head, "We're friends, I'm just doing what friends are supposed to, you don't need to thank me."

And with that the two of you exchanged smiles before he opened the door and went back inside with the blaring music.

You sat there and thought about everything he said.

"Thinking about me..?" You could hear the smirk in her voice without even needing to look up, you did so anyways.

"No," In reality you were but you didn't want to give her the satisfaction of her being correct. You looked next to her and saw Jisoo and Nayeon. "Oh hey" You smiled at both of the girls, "Everyone is inside already."

Jisoo looked at Jennie before smiling at you, "Okay we'll head in." She grabbed Nayeon's arm and she walked inside.

You looked at Jennie and your jaw literally dropped, she was next level gorgeous, but your staring was ruined when she opened her mouth, "Take a picture it'll last longer."

You rolled your eyes, "Why did you get so dressed up, it's just a simple house party not a club where all the high rollers visit." You said as you gestured at the black dress she had on, well if you could even consider it a black dress. You could see most of her skin through the fabric except for her more personal areas.

"I wanted to look good for you." She said before moving to sit next to you.

"Yeah right.." You scoffed and shook your head.

Jennie looked at you, "I'm serious."

"Oh, sorry I thought you were joking." You brushed your fingers through your hair.

Jennie looked at the conflicted look on your face, "Is something wrong..?" She moved closer to you.

You gave her a small smile and shook your head, "No, I'm fine."

Jennie squinted her eyes, "Why are you lying to me..?"

Your eyebrows went up in surprise as you stared at her, "I'm not.."

Jennie glanced down to your fingers, "I don't know if you've noticed but every time you lie your left hand balls up into a fist."

"huh..?" You looked down at your hands and to your surprise your left hand really was balled up in a fist. You shook your hand and placed it on your knee. "No I don't."

Jennie smiled, "Look down." She glanced down to your hand then back up into your eyes.

You looked down, and once again Jennie was right. You hand was balled up into a fist as it rested on your knee. "What the..? How did you even know that..?" Your looked at her like she was witch.

"It's just something I've noticed since you caught my eye." She said like it was nothing.

"How do you just say that like it's not a big deal..? Not even my close friends picked up on that, not even I picked up on that.." You stared at your left hand.

Jennie shrugged, "Nobody looks at you the way I do, I guess." She paused for a moment before speaking again, "So are you going to tell me what's bothering you..?"

You sighed and shook your head, "I don't want to seem rude."

"I told you earlier that you can tell me anything." Jennie's voice came out gently and she put her hand over your left hand that was still on your knee.

You looked down, "I know, but I can't say what I want to. I'm scared you'll get mad at me."

Jennie gently squeezed your hand before grabbing it with both of her hands. "I promise I won't get mad. Just say it.."

You closed your eyes as a shaky breathe left your lips. "Okay," You opened your eyes and turned your body a little so you could face Jennie. "Is it true..?" You asked her and looked down as you couldn't hold her stare.

"Is what true..?" She asked you in return.

"What everyone says.." Your voice came out quietly, afraid you were going to offend her.

"What do they say..?" Jennie tilted her head to the side as she tried to understand what you meant.

"That..." You took in a deep breathe, "That you use people's emotions for your own benefit.." You looked at her and continued, "I don't want to believe it, and I know I shouldn't because you've been nothing but sweet to me, but you see that's the problem. I started to catch feelings for you but after hearing what people said I cant help but feel like I'm going to be led on."

Jennie sat in silence for a while as she ran everything you said through her mind. Then out of nowhere she began laughing, "You can't be serious.." She let go of your hands almost like they had burned her.

"Jennie" Your voice came out barely above a whisper.

She stood up and walked down the stairs. She quickly walked away from you and behind Youngjae's house.

"Wait Jennie.." You got up and quickly followed after her, "Great job dumb ass, that's what you get for speaking your mind. Idiot this is why you don't ever tell people anything.." You spoke to yourself as you looked around for Jennie. "of course she just had to wear black." You pulled out your phone and turned your flashlight on as you looked through all the shadows, until you saw Jennie leaning against a wall.

You thought about approaching her but then you just shook your head. You turned around to walk back up to the porch. You sat on the steps with your face in your hands for what felt like a while. You were lost in your mind until the door opened and you heard someone run out of the house. You lifted your head and saw Jisoo run around the house.

You decided it would be best if you just went home, you didn't feel like celebrating anymore. You got up with a small sigh before walking in to find Youngjae. It took a couple minutes but eventually you saw him in the kitchen talking to Jaebom.

You walked up to him and were greeted by his big smile, "Finally coming in to enjoy the party..?" He asked as he reached for an empty cup, presumably to fix you a drink.

You grabbed his arm to stop him from getting the cup and you shook your head, "No actually I came to say bye. I'm heading home now." You gave him a smile.

"Oh really..? Already..?" He tilted his head to the side.

"Yeah my mom called me earlier and said she needed help closing everything up at her restaurant." You lied. You felt horrible. You lied to one of your closest friends.

"Awe man that sucks." Yugyeom frowned, "But its all good, take care of what you need to do. Your family comes first." He gave you a hug. "Drive safely."

"I will." You smiled at him when he let you go.

Jaebom walked over to give you a hug. "Make sure you tell your mom I said hi." He smiled at you.

"Okay I will." You gave him a small nod. "I'll go tell all the others bye." You told Youngjae.

He shook his head, "Don't worry about that, I'll let them all know you left. Hurry so you can help your mom." He walked with you to the front door. "We'll all see you on Sunday anyways."

"Okay." You smiled at him before waving bye.

You checked your phone as you walked to your car. You heard you name being called and you turned around and saw Jinyoung running up to you. "Hey, you're leaving already..?" He asked as concern took over his face when he saw your eyes were watery. "Hey what's wrong..?" His voice came out gentle.

You tried smiling but you just couldn't, "It's nothing, I just have to help my mom with closing up the restaurant."

He took his phone out and shook his head, "Its already ten fifty five, your mom's restaurant closes at Ten." He looked back up to you, "What's wrong..?" He asked you again.

You looked down and closed your eyes. "I messed up." You opened your eyes and looked back up at him.

"You can tell me, I won't tell anyone." He gave you a sad smile as he reached out to lightly rub your arm. "Just take a deep breathe first." This was the first time Jinyoung had seen you like this. You always kept everything in as to not bother anyone else with your problems, but now as Jinyoung was here looking at you with all the care in the world you told him everything. "Oh wow.." He looked at you, "So you didn't try talking to her after she walked away..?"

You shook your head and looked down, "I didn't want to bother her. She walked away for a reason," You looked up at him, "And I'm the reason. I didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable."

Jinyoung didn't say anything, he just pulled you into a tight hug.

You didn't realize how much you needed one of Jinyoung's comforting hugs until you were already wrapped up in his arms. He was just one of the most calming people you knew.

After he pulled away he talked to you for a little bit longer. "Don't stress too much about this situation, just go home and rest. You need it." He opened the door to your car up. "Text me when you get home so I know you're safe. Okay..?"

You put your keys in the ignition and turned it on. "Okay" You looked over at Jinyoung. "Thank you."

He shook his head with a smile, "I already told you not to thank me for doing what friends are supposed to do. Bye." With one last smile, he closed the door to your car. He gave you a small wave before walking back into the house.

You sat in your car for a while, as the calming music from the speakers filled the empty space. You were about to shift your car out of park but you heard someone tap on your window. You stopped moving and turned your head to see Jisoo standing there as she held Jennie's arm with her left hand. Jisoo gestured for you to roll the window down. So you did.

"Yeah..?" You asked her once the window was down.

She sighed and gave you a small smile. "I have a favor to ask of you." Her words came out slightly slurred. You gestured for her to continue, so she did. "Jennie is ready to go home, but I can't drive since I'm sorta messed up." She paused to laugh, "And Nayeon is the one who drove us here, she's not ready to go home yet, so I was wondering if you could take her home for me..?"

You looked past Jisoo and at Jennie, who was looking down at the ground. "Um.." you began to shake your head but Jisoo began to speak again.

"Please, I know it's a huge favor. I'll owe you big time" She looked you in your eyes.

You let out a sigh and nodded your head, "Fine, I wouldn't want her to be uncomfortable in a space she's not familiar with."

"Thank you so much!" Jisoo smiled brightly as she walked over to the passenger side.

You unlocked the passenger side door and watched as Jisoo was saying something to Jennie.

"and fix it.." That was the end of the sentence Jisoo said as she opened the door. Before Jennie could say anything back, Jisoo shut the door and just waved with a smile.

You reversed out of Youngjae's long drive way in pure silence since you turned the radio down to talk to Jisoo. The air inside of your car was thick and heavy, it was almost impossible to breathe.

Almost scaring you out of your seat, Jennie was the first one to break the silence with a question, "Was that your boyfriend..?" She sounded spiteful.

You took a quick glance at her before looking ahead at the road, confusion etched in your face, "What..? Who..?"

Jennie scoffed and rolled her eyes, "The guy you were hugging out by your car. The two of you seemed oddly friendly with one another."

"What..? Jinyoung..?" You asked in disbelief.

"So the boyfriend has a name.." Jennie spat out sarcastically.

You turned your hazard lights on and pulled over. "Get out." You told her simply as you unlocked the doors.

"What..?" She asked you in disbelief.

"You heard me." You spoke calmly as you tried to keep your emotions in check.

"Why, cause I insulted your little boyfriend..?" You did not like this side of Jennie at all, your stomach felt upset.

"No because your insulting my friends. I don't tolerate shit like that. Pardon my french but if you're going to be in my car you better respect my friends. I don't give two shits about how big and bad you think you are to talk about my friends who've done nothing to you but accept you with open arms. Now if you would so kindly fuck off and get out of my car, that would be great." You gripped the steering wheel so hard your knuckles turned white.

Jennie laughed bitterly, "So it's not okay when someone talks about your stupid fucking friends but when people talk about me its okay and you believe them..?"

You closed your eyes tightly as a sharp pain went through your head, "I can't believe I let myself catch feelings for someone as terrible as you. You're a real piece of shit, you know that right..?"

"Ouch never taught I'd have my class president talk about me this way." Jennie lifted an eyebrow as she stared at you.

You took a deep breathe and just looked ahead at the road.

"Did I hit a soft spot..?" Jennie asked with a smirk on her face.

You weren't one to lose your patience this easily but this girl was really trying you, "Jennie for the last time, please get out of my car."

The girl unbuckled her seatbelt but you didn't hear the door open. "No." Was all she said.

You looked over and she was leaning against the door with her arms crossed in front of her. "What..?"

"I said No" She rolled her eyes at you.

"I'm driving straight home, So I'm not sure where you're going to go but you're not coming to my house. The last thing I need is for someone with a bitchy attitude to insult my family. Get out." You narrowed your eyes as another shock of pain was sent through your head.

Jennie laughed, "Ah I can't take it anymore." She shook her head and clapped.

"What..?" You raised an eyebrow at her.

"You know, you're really hot when you cuss. You should do it more often." She told you in a deep voice as she began to lean over your console.

"What are you doing now..?" You looked at her.

She smiled and grabbed your hand that was balled up into a fist, "You're lying. You know damn well that you're going to either take me home or take me to your house." She let go of you hand and pretended to yawn, "lets hurry up here, I'm tired."

"What has gotten into you..?" You asked her once your heart finally began to beat at a normal pace. You'd never gotten this worked up before so you knew your heart had to be wondering what was going on.

"What has gotten into me..?" Jennie leaned her face closer to yours. "Well let's see.." She hummed, "There's this girl, right. And I told her I liked her, but now she keeps sending me mixed signals, oh and to top it all off she thinks I'm only trying to use her to my own advantage even though I've liked her for months, which I specifically remember telling her. It's not my fault she wants to believe the things that come out the mouth of teenage boys."

"Jennie I didn't mean it like that, and plus you said you weren't going to get mad." You stared her in her eyes, "So seeing as you did in fact get mad, I'm starting to wonder if everything else you said was a bunch of bullshit too."

Jennie smiled as she put her right hand on your face, "Wow language. I think we need to clean your mouth out with soap young miss."

You rolled your eyes, "Jennie I'm not in the mood for these ga-" Before you could finish your sentence, Jennie tightened her grip on you face before pulling your lips onto hers.

"You're hot" Jennie mumbled between your lips before she moved to sit in your lap.

After a while you pulled away to look at her in complete shock.

"What..?" Jennie smiled innocently.

"Don't 'What' me.." You stared at her, "What was that?" You asked in complete shock.

"What we just did..?" Jennie asked as she stared at your lips.

"Um yeah..?"

"A kiss, you should know what that is by now.." Jennie smirked before leaning in again.

Before she could kiss you, you turned your head, "No idiot, everything else. Also how did you get in my lap?? And I don't know if you've forgotten but we're on the side of the road."

"I like you better when we're kissing, you ask way less questions." She placed her hands on your shoulders.

"Jennie" You grumbled, "Answer me."

Jennie sighed before smiling, "I thought I was a Real Piece of Shit.. I would like it if you would only refer to me like that since that is what you think of me."

You sighed again before trying to move her off of your lap. "Jennie honestly, move. I don't know what has gotten into you."

"I was hoping you." She winked at you.

"Jennie!" You smacked her arm.

Jennie laughed, "You're getting so red, look at you." She squeezed your cheeks. "And come on, you can't tell me you haven't thought about it. Especially when I look like this." She gestured to her dress.

"No Jennie, I haven't thought about that. But what I have been thinking about is whatever it was that made you act like you did not even five minutes ago." You told her as you tried looking out the window.

Jennie grabbed your chin to make you face her, "I'd just always wanted to see you get mad. You walk around school in this little happy persona of yours, I've been dying to see what kind of a monster you were hiding behind that smile. And wow did I awaken a beast."

"So you're telling me you purposely made me upset..?" You stared at her in disbelief.

She smiled innocently as the hand that wasn't holding your chin began to run through your hair, "I'm not going to say I regret it either because that was hot. I'm gonna get jealous if you tell me that anyone else has seen this side of you."

"No Jennie, no one has purposely pissed me off as much as you did." You rolled your eyes at the girl in your lap.

"Good" was the only answer she gave you before leaning in for another deep kiss.

"I thought you didn't want someone like me to come to your house..?" Jennie asked as she took her seatbelt off.

"Jennie just shut up before I lock you out." You told her as you turned the car off. "And this doesn't mean anything." You gave her a look.

"Oh yeah cause letting me continue to kiss you just screams this doesn't mean anything." She rolled her eyes. "You have the hots for me, admit it."

"At this point I don't even know what I feel anymore." You said before getting out of the car. You started walking but paused when you noticed Jennie hadn't gotten out. You turned around and she was still in the car staring at you. "What..?" You asked as you threw your arms up in frustration.

Jennie smiled then gestured to the door.

"You can't be serious right now.." You walked to the passenger side and opened the door for her. "Happy..?"

"Oh very" She smiled as she watched you close the door.

"You get on my nerves.." You mumbled as you tried walking past her.

Jennie grabbed your arm and pushed you up against your car, "Yet I don't hear any complaints when your lips are on mine."

"Um try rethinking that ma'am, you're the one who makes the moves on me." You tried moving but Jennie held you in place with that stupid little grin of hers.

"Don't sit here and try acting like you don't kiss back."

You rolled your eyes, "No comment."

"See I'm right." She pulled you in for yet another one of her, amazing, kisses. You wouldn't let her know you enjoy them that would give her too much power over you. "No complaints either.." She said as she pulled away.

"I hate you" You tried hiding your smile. "And let me go, its cold out here."

Jennie stared at you for a while longer before smiling. She let you go but made sure to hold your hand.

You led her up to your front door as you unlocked it. You opened the door and took you shoes off, Jennie did the same. You stepped further into your house to see if you mom was awake but since all the lights were off she was probably already in bed. You turned to look at Jennie who was looking around the house.

"Do you want anything to drink before we go to my room..?" You asked her quietly.

"Um just some water is fine." She answered you as she looked at all the pictures on the walls.

"Okay" You tried to let go of her hand so you could walk to the kitchen but she didn't let you go. So with Jennie following behind you walked into the kitchen to fill up two glasses with water. "Here" You told her as you handed her the water.

"Thanks" She took a sip and watched as you led her up the stairs to your room.

Jennie finally let you let go of her hand so you could open the door. You walked to your night stand in the dark so you could turn your lamp on. You looked back and Jennie was still at the door. "What are you doing..?" You asked, getting her attention.

"huh? Oh" She smiled and shook her head as she stepped in and closed the door. "Nothing I was looking at that picture over there." She gestured to the picture above your bed, "You got to meet Wonder Girls..?"

You looked at the picture Jennie pointed at and smiled. "Yeah, it was the summer before my freshman year, Chaeyoung surprised me with the tickets. I really like them."

Jennie looked at your book shelf and saw your Wonder Girl's album collection, "I can see that."

You walked to your dresser and got out some of your comfortable clothes. After you picked out your clothes you turned to Jennie. "Any preferences on night clothes..?" You asked her as you pointed to the open drawer.

Jennie shook her head, "No as long as there's some shorts I'm fine with whatever."

"Okay" You said as you looked through your drawer. "Here" You handed Jennie a change of clothes. You walked back over to where you set your clothes down and picked them up to head to the door.

"Where are you going..?" Jennie asked you when she saw you heading towards the door.

"To the bathroom to get changed..?" You raised an eyebrow at her.

"Just get dressed in here, we're both girls and plus I won't look." She told you as she laid the clothes you gave her on the bed.

"Hmm.." You stared at her, "I don't believe you."

Jennie laughed and rolled her eyes, "Just cause I have a crush on you doesn't mean I'm also a peeping tom. I promise I won't look."

"Fine." You set your clothes back down and got dressed as Jennie did the same.

The two of you then sat on your bed just talking, the both of you apologizing for your behavior earlier and Jennie cleared up any misunderstandings you had about her.

"So you see, I'm not that bad of a person." She gave you a small smile then she yawned.

You checked the time then realized you and Jennie had just sat there talking for an hour and a half. "Oh snap" You mumbled as you had remember to finally text Jinyoung that you made it safely to your house.

This time it was your turn to yawn. You looked up from your phone at Jennie who was rubbing her eyes. You set your phone down on the night stand, "Are you ready to go to sleep..?" You asked her with tired eyes.

"Huh..?" Jennie blinked a couple of times then she smiled tiredly, "Yeah."

"Okay," You got up and began pulling the comforter on your bed back and organized the pillows for the both of you. You looked up at Jennie who was giving you a look. "What..?" You asked her with a raised eyebrow.

"You already letting me sleep in your bed..? You're moving pretty quickly in this relationship." She said once again with that stupid grin on her face.

You rolled your eyes, "Unless you want to sleep on the cold hard floor, I'd suggest shutting up." You told her as you gave her side of the bed a pat.

Jennie smiled as she moved to lay in your bed next to you. You reached for your lamp and turned the light off.

You and Jennie just laid in your bed looking at each other, both of you wondering where things between the two of you were going to go.

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racheloveyunho · 3 years ago

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Till death do us part - 4

Y/N grew up in a wealthy family, she always was seen as a beautiful and smart kid and was most likely to take her father’s place as the CEO of one of the most important companies in South Korea. However, after the death of her mother, Y/N’s family slowly started to break apart. Her father was always working to forget his uncalled pain while his kids were left alone at home.

She was 17 years old when her life took a sudden turn when she met him in a dark alley. He was a bloody mess, bruises everywhere but behind blood and dirt, she could see his beautiful features and his addictive gaze. Maybe she should have walked away, maybe she shouldn’t have helped him, but the moment his gaze locked with hers, she was already his.

Choi San was his name.

Genre: Mafia AU, smut, angst, fluff, stranger to lovers

Words: 1883

TW series: Y/N is described as an OC. Please be aware that this story will contain a lot of triggering content such as smut, blood, death, murder, drug, kidnapping, etc. Do not read if you are under a legal age!

TW chapter: Obsessive behavior (from Y/N’s and San’s side), threats, swearing and a hint of jealousy.

Here it was, the silhouette I liked the most

"San..."

He hugged me tightly as if there was no tomorrow. I noticed how he was sweaty and out of breathe, probably from running to get to me faster.

I breathed in his unique scent, it was woody scent, something fresh but still manly. I felt safer with him, everything was easier when he was by my side. I didn't want to let him go and my feelings seemed mutual as he tightened his grip on my waist.

I was like a piece of metal attracted to a magnet.

We sat down on the bed and he let me cry my heart out, listening every word I had to say. I told him my story, my conflictual relationship with my father, how harsh he was with me and my brother since my mom passed away and my arranged wedding with this Hwang Jinyoung.

We talked for two good hours about my problems but also about the future we both wanted.

As time went on, I started to feel sleepy, my eyelids were heavy and my mind was cloudy. I slowly closed my eyes until I fell into a deep sleep into San's arms. He gently patted my head to help me fall asleep.

"Don't worry Y/N, I will protect you from now on."

San hummed a song before falling asleep by Y/N’s side.

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Chapter 4

I woke up in the same room I felt asleep on. The unusual walls made my heart ache at the thought of what had happened between my father and I. I knew deep inside me that there will be no turning back with my relationship with him but strangely enough, i didn't feel bad about it, I was more concerned about my brother than anything.

"Did you sleep well?"

I looked up and was greeted by this angelical face of his. San was laying on the same bed as me, one of his muscular arm holding my frame tightly. I smiled back and hide my face on his chest, smelling his addictive scent at the same time.

"I did."

It was a weird feeling. I knew almost nothing of San, I met him three times and still... I felt as if I could give him my whole body and soul. I couldn't help but think about what my mom told me when I was still a child.

"Someday you will find someone you can rely on, someone who doesn't need words to know how you feel, someone who understand and cherish you as the most precious thing in the world. You will find this person one day Y/N, I'm sure of it."

My lips came upward in a smile as I remembered my mom's word, they had a new meaning to me since I met San.

His grip tightened a little around me while his other hand was busy, gently petting my hair.

"You are acting like a boyfriend"

"Do you like it?"

"Very much" I smiled, looking fondly at him and before I knew it, San leaned on and kissed me slightly.

His lips felt like feather, there was nothing but sweetness and love in this kiss, his right hand cupped my cheek and rubbed his thumb against the soft skin.

When our lips finally moved apart, I looked up to meet his - oh so lovely - gaze.

"You are so beautiful"

"Say the man whom is beauty itself" I giggled softly.

This moment was almost perfect - almost.

My mind was quick to remember about the bitterness of the situation I was in. I looked down sadly, avoiding San's intrigued eyes.

A lot of questions were running on my mind. What will happen from now on? I was still minor and my dad was stubborn, he would never let me escape from his grasp so easily. How will I survive? I didn't even had enough money to stay on this hotel for more than a week.

Unconsciously, I sighed heavily. San took my chin between his thumb and his index and lift my face towards his.

"What is it?" San asked me in a whisper.

"Did you bring your phone with you? I have to call Hana, she must be worried."

After a few seconds, he nodded and gave me his phone. I entered the familiar number and quickly enough, Hana's voice was heard through the phone.

"Y/N!! Is everything okay? I was worried sick! I thought you were coming early in the morning?" Her voice cracked at the end of her sentence. I frowned my eyebrows. She was whispering yelling and it was odd since she was always a loud girl.

"Sorry, I didn't wake up. Why are you this quiet?" I suspiciously asked.

"Y/N, I don't think you should come here, your father was there one hour ago and he was beyond furious! He threatened me and my family, saying that he will ruin our lives if he find out we are hiding you from him!" She cried out.

This sentence came before a long and heavy silence where no one dared to talk. My mind was processing this new information while my heart was scolding me for bringing my best friend and her family into a delicate situation.

San was quietly listening to our conversation, his right hand on top of mine while his thumb was gently rubbing the back of my hand..

"I'm so sorry Hana... I didn't mean to bring you into this mess..." I lowered my voice, guilt eating me alive.

"Hey sweety... It's okay. You didn't do anything wrong but... I don't think this is a good idea to go against your father will. He is really scary."

"Are you telling me to came back home and let my father do everything he wants with me?" My throat felt suddenly dry and my heart heavy in my chest.

No answer.

I knew she was just afraid of what could possibly happen to her and her family, she just wanted to protect her loved ones. However, I couldn't help but feel betrayed. She knew how my father was and how hard it was for me to handle this situation.

"I see. Don't worry for me, I'm gonna find a way." I finally stated with the coldest voice I could muster. I didn't let her the time to give an answer and hung up right away.

I stayed silent for a while and so did San.

After what seemed like an eternity, I finally looked up at him and sighed with a small smile "Thank you for what you did to me. I owe you one"

"Why are you talking as if you are going somewhere?" he arched his eyebrows before leaning close to me with his signature smirk of his "I'm not planning to let you go away from me, love."

I gasped in surprise "L-love?" I asked stuttering, embarrassed by this sudden pet name.

"Why are you embarrassed about? We just kissed a few minutes ago"

I avoided his gaze and coughed slightly to get rid of the awkwardness "I can't stay here San... You will be in trouble if my dad find out you helped me and I don't want it to happen."

This time, it was San's turn to sight.

"Y/N. Listen to me. I will let you two choices" I frowned but stayed silent to let him continue "You don't know who I am but I can help you. However I won't take you with me if you don't want to. It's up to you. Do you want to stay with me, where I'll promise to keep you safe by my side, or do you want to go back and be toyed your entire life by your father against your own will?"

Silence again.

His face was serious and his voice demanding, It actually made me think I couldn't choose the latter choice - not that I wanted to choose this option anyway.

"Why are you doing this.. I mean, we don't know much about each other and-"

"Kim Y/N, born in Seoul the 25th September 1999 at 3:48. You like horror movies and all kind of sweets, your mother passed away the 4th June and since then, your father had changed completely, leaving you and your brother behind" San said, never breaking visual contact with me "You are the student with the best grades on your class and you are the teacher's favorite and even though you want to attend the prestigious Seoul national college, you don't know what to do in your life yet"

I was astonished, how did he get all his information?

As if on cue, he slipped a hand in my hair "It's been two years now Y/N, no one know you as much as I do. I know every single details about you but now, I don't want to look at your life from far away, I want to be apart of it" He smiled but frowned as I slowly stepped away from him "were you stalking me all this time?" I asked, heart beating fast.

"Come on, I know you are as obsessed over me as I am over you" He laughed before standing up and quickly doing his hair while looking his own reflect on the mirror “I was there every time you talked to your friend about me”

I watched his every move and couldn’t find anything to say. No matter how crazy it sounded, I knew he was right.

"And how are you gonna help me?"

"Your dad isn't all white, quite the contrary" He said "I know enough to tell him to let you be" He added.

"Are you going to... threaten him?" I looked at him through the mirror.

"Why? You don't want me to?" He smiled at me, his back still facing me.

I took a deep breathe.

"No... He deserves it"

He turned around and came closer to me with the widest smirk.

"So... Are you coming with me?"

I watched as the landscape kept changing from outside the window. The spacious car was moving in slow pace in a part of Seoul I never went in.

I knew it was the beginning of something new but everything seemed so unreal, the only thing that kept me back to reality was the warmth of San's hand intertwining with mine.

I quickly take a glance at the driver, his sharp nose and strong eyes made him look cold, a perfect contrast with his tanned skin. I was surprised by how young he was, probably not much older than San and I and obviously both of them were getting along with each other.

I was so focus on looking at the man and wondering who he was to San that I didn't took notice of my staring until I felt San squeezing my hand.

"Y/N...I'm not sure of how I feel about you looking at another man" He pouted cutely to grab my attention back to him. I laughed lowly and gave him a apologetic look "I'm not sure how I feel about you being jaleous while we are not in an official relationship yet" I smirked at him.

"The kiss wasn't official enough for you?" He smirked back "should I give you an other one then? " He asked, his face coming closer to mine.

His lips ghosted over mine but we were interrupted by a loud cough before we could properly touch each other.

"Please San, can you keep your hands for yourself until you both are alone? I don't especially want to see you guys kiss in the back seat of my car" The driver said in a rather annoyed tone.

"Look who is talking" San scoffed "Should I remind you how many times you made out with your girlfriend in front of me?"

The older man let out a dry laugh, his eyes still on the road.

After a few minutes of a comfortable silencex the driver looked at me from the front mirror.

"Your name is Y/N, right?"

"Yes... And you are..?"

"I'm Seonghwa. Park Seonghwa" He said "I'm glad to meet you, San wouldn't shut up and talk about you every fucking day" He laughed, earning another loud scoff from San.

"Watch your mouth, you are older but I'm still the boss here" San growled.

Suddenly, the car stopped abruptly.

"We safely came back to your home sir~" Seonghwa politely stated, not without a hint of teasing in his voice.

San pulled me out of the car, hand still holding mine firmly. I followed him and looked up at the huge mansion in front of us.

My mouth fell agape, this place was way bigger than mine.

"Welcome to your new house" San smiled.

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We are finally starting to introduce the others members!

Also this chapter is a bit shorter, I didn’t even noticed until I checked the number of words but I thought it was better this way, there was nothing to add since the next chapter was already done lol.

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed it!

See you next time~

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kpop---scenarios · 4 years ago

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Stolen Heart (4)

Part One | Part Two | Part Three

@ninibears-erigom @baekwell--tart @mint-yooxgi @kimjongdaely @yeoldontknow @suhoerections @fairyyeols

Warning: Mentions of drugs and guns and smut

Word Count: 1.5k

Baekhyun was so confusing to you. He told you to stay away but saved you time and time again. You knew he probably meant it the last time he told you to back off. He was probably tired of you just happening to end up being the damsel in distress but you couldn't help it. You wanted to see him, he was so mysterious and angry. Honestly you were incredibly turned on by his secretive nature and the bad boy vibes he so eloquently pulled off.

That night you stood outside O'douls in your skinny jeans that you paired with a white tank top to keep it simple. Your stomach was flipping upside down in knots as you tried to convince yourself to go ahead and pull that bar door open. The one right there with the giant O on it, the door that would lead you to see the man who claimed he didn't care about you but his actions definitely proved otherwise.

Taking one more deep breath, you pulled open the door to O'douls, a bar frequented by gangs, bikers, drug dealers, etc. They were the type of people your mom warned you about, the kind of people you didn't want to hang around, somewhere a girl like you should never be, yet here you were with your hand clutched to the handle of the door, slowly pulling it open.

The bar was smaller than you thought it would be, and you had expected it to be packed with people but it was quiet, with only a few people who weren't happy with your intrusion. You stood inside the bar, looking at the back of a man you knew was Baekhyun and just in front of him, from what you could see was a table with drugs laid out across it, guns surrounding the drugs and three terrifying men sitting across from Baekhyun.

"Well, who do we have here?" One man growled, looking you up and down.

Baekhyun slowly turned around, looking you directly in the eyes. You could see the sudden change of emotion when he realized it was you, anger, and then terror before back to anger.

"Get the fuck out. We're busy." Baekhyun snaps. You wanted to leave. At this moment, you would have listened to him, but unfortunately for you, your legs had decided they weren't going to work at the moment. Your stomach dropped, knots taking over, along with a lump in your throat.

"Go!" Baekhyun growls, but still your body is made of jello at the moment you weren't going anywhere.

"Now now, Byun. Let's let this pretty little thing come sit on my lap. Maybe she wants to come do a little line with me?" One man says, winking at you.

You sure did not.

"C'mere." Another man demands but you don't move.

"Jinyoung. Leave it alone." Baekhyun snaps.

"Shut the fuck up, Byun. C'mere bitch." Jinyoung demands again.

"I won't tell you again, Jinyoung." Baekhyun snaps. "Leave it the fuck alone." He snaps, backing up slightly and putting his hand around your wrist and pulling you behind him.

"And I won't tell you again, Byun. Shut the fuck up and lemme have my fun. Or is this bitch yours? She looks like she wants to come over here, so c'mon princess, come see daddy." Jinyoung purred.

"I don't want anything to do with you." You blurt out by accident. You had been thinking it and then Baekhyun put his hand on your wrist and it felt nice, then your mouth began to speak without permission. Shit.

"What'd you say bitch?" Jinyoung snaps, standing up from the table in a rage.

"You wanna keep our good standing, good drugs and guns? You'll leave her the fuck alone, and let her go with no issues, Jinyoung. Or do you want a repeat of the last time you tried to fuck with us? You're not quite as strong since you lost Jackson." Baekhyun says.

"Is that a threat?" Jinyoung asks with a smile.

"Nah man, it's a fucking promise." Baekhyun spits.

Jinyoung's smile fades away as he motions for the other two men to stand up and follow him out. "Our usual order of coke, meth, crystal and pills." Jinyoung says to Baekhyun before looking at you. "I'll be seeing you soon, princess." He finishes, sliding his gun into the waist of his jeans and walking out of the bar.

Once Jinyoung and his men leave, you feel as though you can finally breathe. Baekhyun turns around to face you, his face angry and stone cold.

"You just don't listen do you?" He snaps, walking slowly towards you. You walk backwards, terrified of how he was, and how mad he seemed to be at the moment.

"I just.." you stuttered.

"What? You just what?" He asked, backing you into a wall.

Baekhyun leans in close, you can feel his hot breath on your ear as he slams his hand against the wall next to your head. "I've told you time and time again to not come around. Why can't you listen?" He growls.

"Because.. I want to see you." You confess.

"I've told you to stay away from me. I'm a dangerous man." He says. "I'll tell you one more time. Stay far away. Now get out." He snaps, walking away from you.

"I don't want to stay away." You admit, walking towards him. "I can't stop thinking about you."

You hear a small rumble from inside him as his back faces you. "I'm not good for you." He snaps.

"You don't get to decide what's good for me and what's not. I decided that, and I have yet to see where you aren't." You say, even though you know he's right. The drugs, the guns, sketchy people are all good enough reasons, but not for you.

Baekhyun swiftly turns around, looking you in the eyes. "Trust me when I say I will just end up ruining you."

"I don't care." You whisper.

Baekhyun reaches out, wrapping his large hand around the back of your neck, pulling your body into his before he harshly presses his lips to yours while pushing you against the wall. He hands reach for yours, lifting them both up and pinning them over your head while his tongue slides into your mouth deepening the kiss.

He keeps both your hands pinned against the wall with one hand while his other one roam's your body, sending shivers down your spine. Baekhyun breaks the kiss, placing small kisses on your neck and chest. He releases your arms, gripping the neck of your shirt before tearing it in half, exposing your perky breasts.

You knew today was a good day to go without a bra.

Baekhyjn reaches down, cupping your breast, placing a nipple in his mouth, harshly sucking on the hard bud.

"Mhm." You moan.

"We need to make this fast." He growls, turning you around. "Pull down your pants." He demands.

You quickly undo your pants, pulling them down enough that you're able to spread your legs and bend over. Baekhyun groans from behind you, undoing his own pants and letting his hard cock spring free, pre cum seeping from the tip of his cock.

"Shit." He groans, lining himself up with you before pushing his cock inside your tight pussy.

Baekhyun reaches around, grabbing your throat, and pulling you back flush against him while he squeezes your neck and brutally fucks you.

"I knew your pussy would feel so fucking good." He grunts, pumping himself into you. His hand leaves your throat, trailing down your body and in between your legs before rubbing your clit. Baekhyun relishes in the sound of your moans, and you telling him to fuck you faster.

Fuck he loves it.

He continues to fuck you, rubbing your clit roughly. Judging by the sound of your moans you were going to cum soon.

"Oh god." You cry out.

"Cum." He demands.

With those words, you cum immediately, soaking his cock with your wetness.

"Fuck." He grunts, his thrusts becoming faster but sloppier.

"I'm gunns cum." He yells, pulling his cock out of you and bending you over with one hand, becoming using his other one to rub his cock and cum all over your back.

Baekhyun catches his breath before pulling up his pants and finding a cloth to wipe you down with.

Once the two of you were dressed and settled, and you had a sweater on over your ripped shirt, Baekhyjn began to talk.

"Look.." he says, being cut off by someone outside yelling.

"Princess? Are you still in here?" You hear the voice of Jinyoung before the first door is pulled open.

"Shit." Baekhyun whispers. He grabs a gun, tucking it in the waist of his jeans before grabbing your hand and pulling you towards the back of the building.

"I know you're here. You never left." You hear in the front of the bar while you and Baekhyun slip through the back.

Nothing ever works out the way it should.

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mxxn09 · 5 years ago

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I decided to keep you anonymous hope you enjoyed

“They dance pretty good, don't they?”

Jackson would say tapping on Jinyoung’s shoulder, he’d slightly nod. His eyes following your body, loving the way you just flowed with the music. Smiling to himself, you class finally came to an end. He entered the class quickly everyone’s eyes shot to his direction, running towards him.

“Now ladies that’s not how treat an idol”

The teacher would say, gathering everyone to talk with him personally.

“Oh I just saw how good they dance so I just wanted to come in and tell they did well”

Jinyoung smiled quickly shifting his eyes to your direction then looking back at the teacher,

“That’s good, well you should get going

before the girls trample you”

The two chuckled before bowing to each other, waving at the class goodbye before sending you a wink. You scrunched up your nose a bit, going back to putting away your clothes.

“It was such an amazing night”

Your roommate bragged, fluttering her eyelashes,

“You know should really be more responsible”

You said looking at her, she rolled her eyes smiling before placing a hand on your shoulder.

“Relax, in my mom's apartment I can do whatever I want and besides JYP won't even know”

“Okay, whatever you say”

After class, you went to a nearby cafe to drink some coffee and just relax. You spaced out staring at the window besides you, until you hear a voice.

“I saw you dancing… you’re pretty good”

You quickly turned the direction you heard the voice, your face turned red, were you hallucinating?

“Umm thank you..”

“I’m sure you’ll debut soon”

It was quite before you felt his body come a tad bit closer to yours, your eyes quickly shot up then back down to your coffee

“You know you dance pretty good”

Jinyoung said, taking a sip from his coffee.

“Thank you..”

You smiled sweetly at him, your eyes meeting his dark ones. There was something about him that just really wanted you to have him, you’d shiver setting aside your nasty thoughts and began to converse with the idol. His body would move closer to you, looking deeply into your eyes.

”How would you like that?”

”I'm sorry...what?”

A small chuckle left your lips, cocking your head to the side a bit. You'd space off here and there missing what Jinyoung would say, that's until you felt his hand on yours.

”Let me help you debut, you are pretty good, I'm sure that JYP would let debut soon”

Each word that would come out of him, his face would get closer. His lips grazing your ear,

”All I need to hear is your sweet voice”

”i-i”

Fuck you enjoyed having him this close, but it was too risky, you're literally in public fans can see you two. His cold fingertips grazed your neck, making a small whimper drip from your lips.

”that’s it beautiful”

”no Jinyoung…”

Your words surprised him, slightly moving back.

”not here”

Your back hit the wall roughly, taking your breath away but never taking your lips away from Jinyoung. It was amazing the affect this man had on you, making your thoughts go away to only focus on him and him only. This was wrong in so many ways but you loved it, you loved how his lips perfectly molded onto yours, how his hands traced your body purposely avoiding the places you desperately wanted him to touch.

Jinyoung pressed his body flush onto yours, grinding his hips onto yours his growing bulge rubbing your on your pussy. You’d whimper into the kiss wanting more from him. Everything was going so slow for you yet so fast, in one moment you’d be pressed against the wall the other your bent over the couch. His hands running through your back down to your ass, massaging you before pulling down your tight gym pants and smacking you roughly.

You squeaked at the rough contact, digging your fingernails into the fabric of the couch. Taking a breath in he spanked you once more before leaning into your ear.

“Be a good girl and take all of me”

Dear god you loved how smooth his voice was, your walls clenching around nothing. Soon everything went black, stars exploding in your eyes your moans coming out uncontrollably. You could just imagine Jinyoung behind you, a sigh left your lips at the thought of that.

“I cant n-no more Jiny-young”

A tight grip was felt on your scalp, forcing your head back.

“You will cum when say so”

A whine dripped from your lips, Jinyoung’s tip hit your spot so deliciously. You were on the verge of screaming, but you held your back biting on the couch pillow. Both of your eyes rolling into your skulls enjoying every second of the pleasure.

“Do it with me darling, cum with me”

“Oh fuck”

Within seconds you were cumming hard on Jinyoung’s cock before he came on your back, cleaning you up quickly.

“Hope you get some good news soon”

Any typos please let me know :)

#got7 jinyoung #got7 #got7 smut #got7 sm au #got7 au #got7 jinyoung smut #kpop smut #kpop sm au #kpop au #request

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ofdamnation · 5 months ago

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i’m now away for a few days w my mum so i’m still unable to do replies 🥺 im so sorry guys pls don’t hate me

#[ jinyoung voice ] i'm your mom!

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ewankoseyo · 5 years ago

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Hi! I'm not sure if you cliché ask box is open, if not then just ignore this lmao. Can I request a super cheesy scene where the reader is leaving soon (from airport lmao) and Jinyoung or whoever suits the role is really running to the airport to stop the reader from leaving and you know the whole fireworks and scene 😂.

A/N: OMG I was really tempted to do jaybee bc all I pictured was that scene from Dream High 2 lol

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So this was it.

After three months in the city, you had failed to secure any opportunities that you promised to your parents you were sure to find. As part of the deal, you were now heading back home.

“Why would you need to move to the city when have everything here,” your mom had told you before you embarked on your three-month journey. “You already have a roof over your head and you can get a job at my friend’s firm since she can vouch for you. Why are you making things so much harder for yourself?”

You didn’t have the heart to tell your parents you needed to know if you could make it without them.

But perhaps going back home would be for the best—at least you wouldn’t be getting in his way anymore.

In the span of three months, you had gotten back in touch with, slowly fallen for, and heartbroken by Park Jinyoung. Jinyoung, your old high school friend who you didn’t talk to as much as you used to after he moved to the city and you both became busy with your own adult lives, who you eventually reconnected with when you told him you were spending some time in the city looking for work. Jinyoung, who’s heart-fluttering smile and passion for his work reminded you of why you secretly pined for him in high school. Jinyoung, who left you confused about his feelings for you but kept you staying so you may one day find out.

Jinyoung, who made it apparent to you that you were a distraction, leaving you feeling like you were in high school all over again.

As you finished unloading your luggage from the cab and started making your way towards the departures terminal, you silently admitted to yourself that you weren’t meant to stay in the city.

“Wait!”

Rushed footsteps behind you. You turned to see Jinyoung bent over, struggling to catch his breath as if he’d just run a marathon. With the way his usually neat hair was currently unkempt, he might as well have been.

“Jinyoung...aren’t you supposed to be—”

“Please don’t go...” His voice had cracked. As he gazed up at you pleadingly, you noticed the redness in his eyes.

He looked broken.

You didn’t understand.

“You know I can’t stay, there’s nothing left for me here.” You smiled sadly, remembering the words that had slipped carelessly from his lips days before. “And I don’t want to be in your way...”

“No...please don’t say that, I was so stupid...” Jinyoung gently took your hand, afraid you would instantly slip away from him if he didn’t hold onto you. “I’m sorry...the truth is that I was lying. To you and myself. After you came back into my life, I was just reminded of how much I needed you and it scared me. I didn’t want to admit it but I truly can’t live without you.”

Your eyes grew softer as you reached up to his face with your other hand, stroking away the tears from his cheeks.

“But I promised my parents...I failed to find any work—”

“I haven’t been the best to you,” Jinyoung admitted shyly, an embarrassed smile gracing his lips. “You’ve been so supportive of my career and I haven’t done much to help you in yours...but I promise to help you find work if you stay. Just please...please don’t leave me...please don’t walk out of my life again...”

Pursing your lips thoughtfully, you decided that the opportunities at home would always be there, but maybe this chance with the boy before you would be the only one you’d get.

You’d be lying to yourself if you said that the thought of being without him again didn’t break you.

“I’ll stay. For you, I’ll stay.”

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#got7 #got7 imagines #got7 scenarios #got7 drabbles #got7 requests #park jinyoung #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #kpop drabbles #kpop requests

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dontreadthistrashgarbage · 5 years ago

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G O T 7 pt.4

"Hey kiddos!" Guerin called out in English as she entered the dorm for HEET. She had messaged them earlier that she would be stopping by. Having wrapped up breakfast with JB she had enough time to catch the boys and Eneoji before they left for work for the day.

"Noona!" Seungbin jumped up from the couch and ran to into entryway to greet her, the large white Samoyed hot on his heels. Guerin hugged the maknae in greeting then kneeled down to give her dog attention. The other five members of HEET made their way out to greet her as well. They all settled in the living room, Eneoji sprawled across both her and the typically nonexpressive Tobio next to her.

She listened as they caught her up on how everyone had been faring and some plans they had begun working on, including a possible World Tour now that they had gotten their first wins. It hadn't been long since their last promotions ended but they had all been working hard on preparing for the next comeback. Guerin asked them if she should take Eneoji home but Seungbin and Tobio asked to let her stay longer.

"Just let me know if your days get too long and you can't get away to take her out or you cant bring her to work. She needs the attention." Guerin cautioned.

"That time might be coming soon." Byoungjin said reasonably, but once he caught the pathetic expression from Seungbin he added, "But we have another couple days at least."

"I've been running with her everyday still! Sometimes people recognize us!" The American Gabriel said excitedly, "She's been giving out pawtagraphs." The pun had been a joke between him and Guerin but had become recognized fandom canon when he had let it slip in a vlive.

"Did Jackson ever make an appointment with you?" Minhwan asked suddenly, remembering his Sunbae reaching out to him.

"Yes he did, and his puppy is super adorable, we should absolutely schedule a playdate with MinNao and Eneoji." Guerin gushed.

"I haven't seen him in a while. It would be nice to see him again." Byoungjin said, happy at the prospect of meeting up with his fellow trainee.

"I met a few other people you guys know too. Mark Tuan and JB." Guerin said, though she opted to leave out that she had just gotten breakfast with the latter to avoid too many questions, "JB even came to see Mihi fly."

"I've head of JB. Doesn't he produce under the name Defsoul?" Tobio asked curiously.

"Yes, he helped me learn music composition and arrangement." Byoungjin answered, "How is he?" He turned to Guerin and she faltered.

"Ahh... we... he is nice but we kinda had a disagreement recently." She said honestly.

"What happened? Noona are you okay?" Seungbin sat up protectively.

"Yes I'm fine. He apologized." Guerin said, touched by the fifteen-year-old's reaction as she pinched his cheek, causing him to pout slightly.

"I'm not that surprised. JB was always a little hot headed." Minhwan frowned.

Guerin was shocked, "Hot headed? I would never have described him that way. I thought he was fairly laid back, even cute sometimes."

"Cute?" Minhwan coughed out a laugh, "Im Jaebeom? He hated aegyo!"

"No I dont mean aegyo." Guerin couldn't help but laugh at the idea of JB attempting full blown aegyo, "But he has... cute mannerisms? Like he puffs out his cheeks when he is thinking, or scrunches up his face when he teases, or plays up certain emotions when he gets excited." She tried to explain.

Byoungjin was looking at her with a raised eyebrow.

"What?" She asked.

"Nothing. You just described him very well." Byoungjin shrugged, clearly not telling the full truth.

"Yeah he had some of that too but he used to get mad and blow up a lot." Minhwan explained, "If he thought someone was being disrespectful, wasting time, not trying hard enough..." Minhwan flinched, "It wasn't fun being on the receiving end of that."

"I never would have guessed." Guerin said.

"Did you get yelled at a lot, Hyung?" Gabriel asked leader Minhwan, a slight cheeky quality to the inquiry.

"No, you rude punk." Minhwan answered back with even more sass, "But JB would have destroyed you. If you aren't careful I'll call him in to teach you a lesson." He threatened playfully, giving the younger man a couple pokes to the ribs, causing Gabriel to giggle and flinch away.

"JB had a rough childhood. His birth father wasn't a good person and he suffered for it. He talked about trying to change it. He was aware and he didn't want to be the kind of man that hurt his mom." Byoungjin said seriously. Minhwan and Gabriel looked chagrined. Everyone was quiet, unsure of what to say. Guerin processed the new information carefully, adding a bit more understanding to JB's personality.

"He must be working hard. It's not easy to overcome that kind of trauma." Tobio unexpectedly said. He wasn't as talkative as the others but when he did he had a habit of poignancy. The others nodded thoughtfully.

"What did you two fight about?" Seungbin asked suddenly.

"Oh... it's so embarrassing." Guerin hid her face in Eneoji's fur.

"Noonaaaaa, tell us!" Seungbin plied, pushing her gently and using full aegyo to get her to answer. She tried to avoid looking at him but he was too powerful.

"Okay fine." She pushed Seungbin away as he grinned in triumph and Gabriel cackled.

"He... asked me to sing a song he wrote." She said quietly.

"He asked you to sing?" Gabriel was floored.

"Noona we told you that you have a nice singing voice." Minhwan boasted. They had all spent time around her so they had heard her many times.

"Yeah but I'm not a professional. It's just for fun." She felt like she had to keep repeating it.

"Maybe he likes you." Gabriel said, then adding in English, "-likes you- likes you. Y'know?"

"Gabriel!" She said astonished, "Minhwan I can't reach, would you shove him for me."

"I don't know, he might have a point." Minhwan shrugged, trying not to laugh.

"Well he better not." Seungbin said making a face, "Noona you deserve someone nice."

"Don't speak ill of people you haven't met." Tobio scolded the youngest gently. Seungbin apologized and ducked his head. Guerin smiled fondly at the well intentioned boy before she caught another thoughtful expression on Byoungjin, who quickly blanked his face as soon as their eyes met. She didn't have a chance to question him before Minhwan changed the subject to talk about Mark and Jackson too and she forgot to bring it up again until after she had left.

"Charlie-ssi, have you eaten yet?" Jinyoung asked, coming up beside his favorite producer as she pored over a thick stack of notes.

"No, not yet..." she answered, distracted.

"That's silly, it's our meal break. Come eat with me." He said, taking a step back and gesturing toward the food truck that had been sent by his costars friends.

She glanced up, feeling regretful at having to say no to such a handsome man asking her to join him for a meal, "I can't, I want to finish this first. Besides, I'm on a diet, I wasn't going to eat anyway."

Jinyoung looked offended, "A diet?" He repeated blankly.

"Yeah, I've put on some weight and being around all these beautiful actors..." she trailed off realizing she might be oversharing.

Jinyoung shook his head disapprovingly, "Ridiculous. You're beautiful the way you are." He turned to walk away, muttering, "A diet."

She was frozen for a moment. Did Park Jinyoung just call her beautiful? She shook her head. It was probably just lip service. Still, it was disappointing not being able to eat with him. But she had eaten and drunk so much last night, she was feeling positively bloated. Shaking her head once more she turned back to her notes.

A few minutes later a plate of chicken with vegetable sides and half a cupcake was placed on the table in front of her. Looking up she saw Jinyoung settling in the chair next to her, holding a similar looking plate with the other half of the cupcake. She watched him in surprise as he nonchalantly settled in, picking up his chopsticks before meeting her gaze.

"Skipping meals is unhealthy. You should take care of your body and feed it well." His genuine smile made her heart race and she blinked to get her bearings. His smile turned slightly more mischievous as he reached over to break off a piece of cupcake with his chopsticks and raise it to her lips, "but a little treat every now and then is good too."

It took her a moment but she responded by opening her mouth and taking the bite, blushing and quickly looking around to see if anyone had seen. Jinyoungs smile took over his whole face, eyes crinkling as he turned happily back to his own meal. Charlie smiled too, then set aside her notes to dig in as well, talking with him as a few more crew members joined them at the table creating happy chatter during their break.

Guerin had met up with Jackson and MinNao for another training session, this one focusing on loose leash walking. Jackson and his puppy were both eager to learn and absorbed information, putting it into practice readily. The two humans chatted about training theory as they walked but it devolved into general chatter and joking around.

"Oh, why don't we get a coffee? MinNao can practice being calm and greeting people." Guerin suggested suddenly as they passed a shop with outdoor seating.

Jackson beamed, "That sounds great!"

"Go ahead and get seated. I'll order inside." Guerin pointed to a table on the patio.

"Wait, take my card." Jackson started to reach for his wallet.

"Nope! It's on me!" Guerin grinned and skipped away from him through the doors, ignoring his protests. He was left to make his way to the patio with his rotund red puppy. It wasn't long before Guerin reappeared with two iced Americanos, placing one in front of a pouty Jackson as she settled across from him.

"Oh MinNao, yes, I missed you too." Guerin cooed at the puppy who had begun wiggling as soon as she was back in sight, pointedly ignoring the sulking man. Jackson squinted his eyes petulantly, reaching over to his drink for a sip, not looking away. Once Guerin sat back she couldnt help but giggle at Jackson's exaggerated mood.

"Oh come on," she protested with a laugh, "Can't I buy a friend a coffee?" She returned his pout playing up the cuteness as much as possible.

Jackson let out his trademark high pitched squeal "Cuuuuute!" He exclaimed, leaning back and crossing his arms over himself defensively, dimples showing from his grin. Guerin couldn't help but laughing at his adorable reaction. The two continued their banter, intermittently reinforcing and playing with MinNao until during a lull Jackson changed the subject.

"Did you ever end up talking to JB again?"

Guerin took a moment, piecing together how she wanted to phrase the experience, "Yeah... he actually apologized. He seemed really genuinely upset with himself."

"What happened?" Jackson leaned forward curiously.

"It happened the same night we went out." She paused, "It sounds weird but he ended up at my apartment, drunk. He was really upset and apologizing a lot. I didn't feel comfortable sending him away that drunk so I let him pass out on the couch."

Jackson had no poker face. He sat back, looking disgruntled, "He spent the night?"

Guerin immediately tried to clarify, "Yeah but he was just passed out on the couch. It wasn't like... that." She floundered, "The next morning he didn't even remember but he bought us breakfast and apologized properly." Jackson still had an odd expression on his face so she tried to move on, unsure of how to phrase the scenario any better, "He actually asked me to try recording again."

"What did you say?" Jackson asked.

"I told him I'd try it." She felt strangely guilty admitting it so she avoided Jacksons gaze by focusing on taking a sip on her drink. Jackson floundered for a moment. He didn't want Guerin to set herself up for hurt again but JB was a close friend.

"If he apologized then he'll be better this time." He said, nodding resolutely, "You can trust him."

Guerin was relieved with Jacksons understanding. Him vouching for JB's character set her more at ease, "Thanks Jackson. It feels good to hear you say that." She smiled softly at him.

He beamed back at her before changing his expression to overdone disapproval to match his scolding tone, "But you don't have to let just anyone stay at your house overnight. You should be more careful!"

She laughed in shock, "Oh my god!" She exclaimed in English, "Nothing happened! It was nothing!" She said defensively.

"Still. It looks bad. Next time send him home." He said petulantly.

"Whatever." She said in English again, tsking at his attitude dismissively. They argued playfully for a bit before the conversation flowed naturally in another direction.

JB and Jackson met for dinner later that evening. They caught up with light chatter about their current projects and Jacksons upcoming schedules in China. Their discussion was light and friendly, with a lot of laughter from the both of them.

"Guerin agreed to try recording for my new song." JB brought up amidst their discussion of projects.

"Hyung." Jackson said suddenly. JB looked up at Jackson while reaching for a bite of food, "You need to be nice to her this time." Jackson added seriously. JB hesitated, remembering seeing Jackson hugging Guerin after his blow up.

"Ah..." he didn't know what to say so he shoved some food in his mouth as he thought. Jackson waited. "I was wrong that time. I was a jerk. I won't do it again." He said resolutely.

"And you shouldn't spend the night at her house either." Jackson added seriously. JB looked at his friend with wide eyes, shocked.

"I saw Guerin today. She said you came over to apologize." Jackson said, "I know you meant well... but... I told you before I like her. So I don't like you staying there overnight."

JB finished chewing and swallowed, "Ah... about that..." Jackson looked at him inquisitively, "I didn't say anything before. I thought I could give it up. But I like Guerin too." He looked ashamed, "I tried to distance myself and I got upset and I took it out on her. So I decided I need to be honest with both of you. I'm sorry I wasn't honest from the beginning."

Jackson couldn't hide his surprise. A variety of emotions passed across his face rendered uncharacteristically speechless. JB waited patiently for him to recover. After a few moments Jackson looked resolute, "We can't help how we feel. Neither of us own Guerin or have a right. Regardless, you're my precious friend and nothing is going to change that."

"Waaahhhh." JB said, impressed. He offered his hand to his friend which Jackson took and they shook fondly, "That was cool." They grinned at each other.

"I'm still going to confess." Jackson said, widening his eyes and locking eyes with JB who chuckled at his friends comical expression.

"Yeah. I think I will too." JB responded.

"Don't spend the night at her house again though." Jackson pouted at JB.

"I can't promise that." JB said breaking the seriousness, turning his gaze to food and reaching for another bite.

"Hyunggg." Jackson caught onto the shift in the mood as he whined, "Don't be like this."

"Like what?" JB played innocent, chewing and opening his arms questioningly.

"Hyuuuunnngggg...." Jackson whined more, pouting with his full body, causing JB to laugh loudly and offer the barely younger man a bite of food to satiate his sulk.

"Thanks for helping me pick out some new makeup." Charlie smiled at Mark. The two of them were meandering toward the famous makeup district in Seoul.

"It's no problem! I don't have a shoot today and I like spending time with you." He responded with a smile, but had to look away at the last part shyly. Charlie blushed, unsure of how he intended the message but she was flattered regardless.

"I usually do really simple makeup but with our wrap party soon I wanted something a bit more flashy. I figured, you're a model, you might know what you're doing." She shrugged.

Mark laughed, "Well I usually have makeup done to me but lucky you I can do some as well."

The pair entered a shop and meandered through, with Mark making suggestions and offering feedback on Charlie's questions.

"I don't know if that color would look good on me..." she said dubiously eyeing sparkly purple eyeshadow.

"Sure it will. Pair it with this lighter shade, it'll complement your hair well and go with your pink contacts." He pushed. When she continued looking doubtful he pouted at her, "You said you wanted a bolder look, don't you trust me? You should at least try it."

"Okay... I'll try it." Charlie gave in to his cute expression.

Mark beamed, causing her heart to race. He really had an unnecessarily beautiful face. An unnecessarily beautiful everything. She blinked to clear her thoughts as he grabbed the sample eyeshadows. She reached to out to take them from him but he pulled away.

"I'll do it, so you can see what I mean." Mark said. Charlie hesitated then dropped her hand.

"Okay..." She couldn't think of a reason to not let him and just hoped she could cope with proximity.

"Close your eyes." He instructed as he opened the first shade. She obeyed and tried not to flinch as he applied the colors and blended them together. It felt like forever. He was so close his breath would wash across her face and neck. His touches were gentle but precise. Her mind wanted to wander but she locked that down as best she could. "Okay." He said finally.

Charlie's eyes fluttered open, she was surprised to still see him so close to her. He studied his handiwork then nodded, looking into her eyes with a proud close lipped smile, "It looks great on you."

She felt herself blushing again and turned away quickly with the pretense of finding a mirror. Locating one quickly she looked in and gasped, "Oh, wow that does look really cool."

"Thanks." Mark stepped up behind her, still looking proud.

"Alright I'll get these then." She nodded but avoided his gaze.

"Let's find a lip color to go with it. Maybe something more neutral..." Mark said thoughtfully before turning and wandering toward the lip section. Charlie took a couple breaths before following after him.

"Boy Howdy do I got news." Guerin said, slipping into the chair across the table from her friend. The two of them often defaulted to English when speaking with each other. Charlie looked up, from her coffee. She and Mark had gone their separate ways not too long ago. She had, of course, removed the makeup before leaving the shop.

"Same." Charlie sighed in response, leaning her head on her hand as she frowned at her friend.

"Oh? Tell me about it." Guerin leaned forward expectantly, curious about the news.

"I might be imagining things..." Charlie started, then fidgeted as she tried to piece together what to say, "Probably just wishful thinking..." she trailed off again.

"Spit it out!" Guerin urged, tapping the table to snap her friend back to attention.

Charlie groaned and covered her face, "I'm just thinking ugh! So... I think I have feelings."

"Oooohhhhhh?!" Guerin sat up with a grin and wiggled excitedly, "Who is the lucky person?"

"That's the problem. Well. One of them..." she started to trail off again before she caught Guerin's gaze again and forced herself to spit out, "I think I like two people. I think I like Jinyoung and Mark..." Guerin grinned and let out an appreciative sound but Charlie continued, "And I think... they might like me? But I'm not sure. And like... what could two such handsome men see in someone like me? I must be imagining it."

Guerin scoffed, "Yeah, what could two men see in a smart, fun, sweet, beautiful, strong woman like yourself. Absolutely ridiculous." The sarcasm couldn't have been laid on thicker.

Charlie forced one corner of her mouth up into what was supposed to be a smile but was more like a disbelieving grimace, "Thanks..."

"Don't you give me that face. Give yourself some credit. You don't have to believe everything I said, even if it IS the truth. But you have a lot of excellent qualities. What's not to like?" Guerin argued.

"Come on, maybe for an average person. But these guys are surrounded by incredibly beautiful people all the time. I am so plain in comparison. I barely wear makeup and my standard is hoodies and jeans." Charlie looked increasingly despondent as she spoke.

Guerin frowned, "You might not be a movie star but give these guys some credit. Hopefully anyone you like would be decent enough to not measure a person's worth by how glamorous they can be." Charlie still didn't look convinced, "Listen I can't make you believe me. I haven't met Jinyoung but I did meet Mark. I might have been having a bad night but even I could tell, ya boi was into ya."

Charlie couldn't help but chuckle at her friends earnest and goofy way of speaking. "If you say so." She suddenly looked up, determined, "Speaking of! Any news on that front?"

"Oh, yeah. Geez." Guerin launched into the explanation of JB coming over drunk that same night. At first she told the same edited version she had told Jackson but after finishing she hesitated.

"Well it's good that he apologized." Charlie narrowed her eyes at her friends expression, "Guerin you have no poker face. What are you hiding?"

Guerin laughed nervously, "I uh... well... while he was drunk... it kinda sounded like he was confessing feelings too."

It was Charlie's turn to coo at the juicy gossip. Guerin waved her hand dismissively, "Don't get excited. When he woke up he didn't say it again. He didn't even remember."

"Mmhmm." Charlie said, sipping her coffee like Hyungwon. Guerin rolled her eyes, uncharacteristically at a loss for words. "Sounds like you've got a love triangle."

"What? With who?" Guerin gasped.

"JB and Jackson." Charlie said in a sing song voice.

"Oh stop. JB was drunk and Jackson is friendly with everyone." Guerin shook her head.

"Mmhmm." She made another point of sipping her coffee with emphasis. "You make a big production of how every man should be in love with me and you can't even notice a puppy begging for attention and a drunk confession. Come on."

Guerin could understand her perspective but still found it unbelievable. She didn't voice her thoughts again.

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