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[ masterlist of series the love prognosis by awrkive ]

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summary for as long as you can remember, you've always been a hopeless romantic. the girl who’s always dreamt of cheesy encounters with her soulmate, grand love declarations, and a cute little beach wedding to boot. but reality pretty much slaps you hard right on the face, because love, unfortunately, doesn’t come grand — it’s simple and it’s quiet, but it is quite painful, especially when the love that you’ve been seeking for all your adult life has just been right under your nose all this time.

tags medical!au, surgeon!jk, surgeon!(fem)reader, corporate lawyer!mingyu, rommates!au, f2l(?)

status; completed

total word count: 90.9k words

moodboard • playlist • tlp!jk visual

tlp tag ( fic discourse ) • taglist ( CLOSED ) • tlp extras ( texts + social media shenanigans) • amm ( ask the characters anything )

drabble #3: in which jungkook meets oc for the first time

drabble #7: in which jungkook just wants a little bit of attention

drabble #1: in which doyeon confesses to jungkook in med school

drabble #2: in which taehyung figures jungkook out

main story;

𓍯 the love prognosis

one: in which you give another romantic relationship a try again after four years

↳ genre & warnings: ❀ ; ♡ ; ✧ ; explicit sexual content: cunnilingus, dry humping, making out ; mature language ; alcohol consumption ; slight angst: arguments

two: in which everything is suddenly not the way they are anymore

↳ genre & warnings: ❀ ; ✧ ; mature content: making out ; mature language ; alcohol consumption ; angst

three: in which you navigate the possibility of a completely different relationship with your best friend, jeon jungkook

↳ genre & warnings: ❀ ; ♡ ; ✧ ; explicit sexual content: mature language ; alcohol consumption ; unprotected sex ; protected sex ; multiple sex positions ; multiple orgasms ; oral sex (f&m receiving) ; angst ; fluff

drabble #8: in which you and jungkook try out bdsm ( ♡ )

drabble #4: in which you find jungkook in loose plaid boxers incredibly hot ( ♡ )

drabble #5: in which jungkook proposes

drabble #6: in which you get a baby fever ( ♡ )

[ faq about tlp story ]

ask #1: jk and mingyu undergrad days

ask #2: tlp timeline

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୧ ׅ𖥔 ۫ she said, ‘fuck me like i’m famous.’ i said, ‘okay.’⋄ 𓍯

…IN WHICH—i have thoughts about brothers best friend!luke

tags/warnings: luke x fem!reader, loser!luke, protective!brother, unnamed brother, secret relationship, outside of chb, reader is drunk/drinking, reader is mentioned to be younger, suggestive content at the end/nearing smut, not proofread.

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—brother best friend!luke who was told to stay away from you.

“dude, seriously. stop staring—that’s my little sister.”

“i’m not staring. don’t make it weird.”

luke muttered, lying straight out of his teeth. he clicked his tongue as he crossed his arms, rolling his shoulders.

his eyes were locked onto you as you rushed around the living room, rushing down the halls. you struggled to put on this earring, lips in a straight line before groaning in annoyance.

you looked gorgeous. you were getting ready for god knows what, but luke didn’t need to know to know that you were the type of girl guys like him would kill for.

you noticed his staring and waved quickly, rushing back into your room. he had only a second to wave back. luke tried to make it subtle—but he clearly didn’t try hard enough.

“what did i just say, man?”

“can i not wave to your sister?”

“no.”

your brother snapped before closing his door, throwing the play station controller toward luke, maybe a little harder than he should’ve.

—brothers best friend!luke who does anything to have some alone time with you.

he seen you walk past your brothers room late at night, using your phone flashlight to navigate through the hallway. your brother was asleep on the bean bag chair, the tv remote loosely in his grip.

luke figured you were going to the kitchen, so he obviously followed. he hugged the wall, the kitchen illuminating from the fridge light.

“hey.”

“holy fuck, luke!”

you shout-whispered after jumping. he didn’t mean to scare you—but it sure was funny. he chuckled quietly as he leaned onto the counter, tilting his head. you had a soda in your hand, a piece of bread in your mouth.

“you scared the shit out of me.”

“aw, ‘m sorry.”

“no you ain’t.”

you narrowed your eyes to him, pinching your brows together. a snicker left your throat as you seen luke shrug, chuckling as he tightened his lips.

“yeah. you’re right.”

he admitted with no issue, seemingly taking pride in it. luke adjusted his position, towering over you as he stood with his arms crossed.

“so…what’re you doing up this late, hm?”

“what are you doing up this late? shouldn’t you and my brother be doing whatever stupid stuff you two do?”

“touché. but no—he’s asleep.”

“you poor thing.”

you muttered before turning on your heel, walking toward your room, leaving luke in the dark. he exhaled, his shoulders dropping as he waited an extra minute at hearing you slowly close your door.

luke ran his fingers through his hair, his hands on the counter as he tried to regain his posture.

“fuck.”

he mumbled to himself, trying to get the flush off his face as he went back to how you looked in those shorts and tank top.

—brother’s best friend!luke who takes care of you when you got a little too drunk at a party.

“c’mon, hold my hand.”

“take me out to dinner first, luke.”

you slurred out your words, giggling as you wrapped your arms around his, looking up at him. you looked up at him while fluttering your lashes, lips slightly separated.

if you weren’t drunk, luke would’ve kissed you right then and there.

“i’m taking you home.”

“awh…”

you dragged out, pouting as you stumbled over your own two feet. luke instinctively wrapped an arm around your waist, guiding you. even though you paid no mind to it—luke’s ears were burning hot and his face was bright red.

he leaned you onto his car as he opened the passenger door, guiding you to sit down with an arm still around you.

luke quickly tried to start the car, trying to avoid eye contact with you before he felt you kiss his cheek. you giggled before humming,

“thank you, luke. you’re so sweet, and cute, and smart, and…uhm.”

“mhm. you’re very welcome.”

he mumbled, his voice cracking. luke’s eyebrows knitted together as you giggled again.

“you’re too good f’my brother. god—why do you hang out with him more than me? what does he have that i don’t?”

you pouted, lips twitching as you tugged on his sweatshirt’s sleeve. luke reached out, patting your head as he kept his eyes forward.

“i, uhm—i don’t know.”

“exactly! spend more time with me. please, luke?”

you pleaded, slurring your words once again. luke gulped before nodding, all of his self respect gone. if the girl of his dreams was asking him, luke castellan, to spend time with her—he can’t decline.

—brother’s best friend!luke who can’t seem to keep a secret that well.

“luke, my brother’s in the next room.”

you complained between kisses, luke pressing up against you. his hands were gripping your hips, the mattress below you two squeaking as he pushed you down against it.

“i’m sorry, i’m sorry. you just,”

luke paused, letting out a quiet whimper before finishing his sentence.

“you looked so good. i couldn’t help myself. i’m sorry, baby.”

you chuckled at hearing his continuous apologies. luke felt you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

“gods, you’re so good to me, y/n.”

he whined, cupping your cheeks with a knee between your legs. luke hooked a finger around the waistband of your shorts, pulling away. he looked at you with pleading eyes, shifting down toward your shorts and back up at you.

“yeah. you can.”

with the given permission, he wasted noses time pulling them down your legs. luke kissed your cheek, trailing down to your collarbone.

“so good—too good f’me.”

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↬ genre: college!au, bad boy!au, slow burn, drama, strangers to lovers, smut, a bit of unrequited love.

↬ summary: After starting college, you never really imagined that you’ll cross paths with Choi Yeonjun — the loner bad boy with influences. But life is full of surprises, ain’t it?

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“Today, we’re going to continue where we left off yesterday! Everyone, pay attention!” Mr. Kim’s heavy voice reverberates through the room, shushing the buzzing of the students in an instant. The man in his early 30’s smiles subtly, clearly satisfied with the authority he has over his students. To be honest, that was low-key impressive indeed.

You look at the girl sitting beside you, only to find her ogling your kinda… hot (?) professor. Well, yes, he sure is attractive. But thirsting over your professor? Ew. You really couldn’t think of anything worse. With a sigh of disappointment, you open your notepad, mindlessly starting to doodle an eye. You wouldn’t call yourself an artist, but you are decent at it. Plus, it helps you destress! That’s a good enough reason to continue your little shenanigan. 

College isn’t as fun as you thought it’d be. But, maybe it’s your fault that you trusted those teen movies and tv shows on how “fun” colleges are. 

Truth to be told, it actually started off pretty promising. Moving away from your parents’ house and starting to live on your own, then getting enrolled in one of the most prestigious colleges of your state was super cool already; but you also managed to catch a lot of people’s attention from the moment you started classes. All those things bloomed a lot of hope in your heart. You really thought that college will be a fucking blast! But, of course, life never lets you have all that you want, does it? 

Your bubble burst soon enough, as your experience got boring and repetitive. And now, you find yourself dragging your body throughout the process on most days. To think that you promised yourself that you’ll let loose and enjoy life to the fullest after starting college… Hah! Funny. As someone who had to live like an obedient puppet under the scrutiny of your parents, you had always dreamt of having a taste of true freedom. But, have you been able to enjoy the first 5 months of your college? The only thing you feel is suffocation, not enjoyment.

Out of all the things you’ve done in this course of time, finding a few people who are trustworthy and caring is probably the most useful one. A prime example is your best friend, Beomgyu. You remember the first day you met him vividly — a charming, chaotic and gorgeous guy who seemed to be friendly and kind. Your intuition wasn’t wrong, it only took you two weeks to grow a very close bond with him; the rest is history, of course. 

And then there’s Soobin. You aren’t really sure if you two are ‘friends’ yet. However, he’s easily the most harmless person you’ve known in a while. You never really thought that a heartthrob like him would pay attention to a quiet and reserved girl. Even when Soobin started talking with you, you weren’t sure about him. But he proved you wrong. With his golden sense of humor and charms, he won you over. Though he’s really flirty in general, you count on him. Maybe a bit more than Beomgyu, to be honest. 

A fond smile curls up your lips at the thought of them, but a frown replaces it soon enough. You seek a lot more than just making friends. But, so far your hands have been empty. A strong feeling of dejection makes you even more exhausted. You’re also hyper aware of the fact that you’ve been zoned out since your professor started talking. 

With yet another sigh, your eyes wander off outside the windows. The grand campus looks beautiful from up here, the soft chirping of some unknown bird momentarily making you feel better. 

You don’t know for how long you’ve been distracted like this, but the sudden vibration of your phone snatches your attention. The notification shows two texts from Soobin. Pleasantly surprised, you open the conversation with a hammering heart in your chest. 

Soobin: heyyyy! why tf are you looking out of the window so blatantly during class? saw something interesting or what? 

Soobin: lmfao jkjk, but fr, you ok there?? you’re the “goodest girl😍👑” of our professors, why so distracted today!

You look up, panicked. Mr. Kim seems to be intently going through some papers you can’t really make out. From your seat, you can also see Soobin casually hiding his phone as he probably waits for your answer. 

____: OMG stop texting me during class!! I’m just not feeling it today. And I already have the thesis complete so eh, who cares? 

Soobin: why should i not text you? this ain’t no highschool! plus, you’re bored anyway, looking out of the window and all. lemme entertain you, ma’am🤹🏻. 

Soobin: also you already finished the fucking thesis??😱 girllll lend me some brain cells! 

____: I don’t know but you’re gonna get us in trouble, Soob!! And yes I did finish it. Also yk that it’s impossible to lend you my brain cells. 

Soobin: relax hun :’)) i was JOKING! btw, you’re coming to my party tonight, right?? 

____: Hmm, I guess… 

Soobin: noooo, tell me for sure🥺! i’m not taking ‘i guess… ’ for an answer >:(( 

____: … I’ll be there. Now stfu and focus on what Mr. Kim is saying. Geez😵

Soobin: hell yea baby!!! but ouch, you’re rude :’( 

You can’t help but roll your eyes at that. “Rude”, huh? Before you can come up with a reply to get back at him, you see three dots appearing from his side. 

Soobin: but it’s a part of your charm ig </3, such a good girl but also kinda mean, i like that😏 iykyk ;))

____: Really, Soob? Right in front of my salad??😖 I told you to focus on what Mr. Kim is saying!!!

Soobin: oof ok :/ you can’t even jokingly flirt with your friend, hmph

Soobin: nvm, will see you later at my place beautiful💗💗💗

You put back your phone immediately, forcing yourself to turn all of your attention to the class. You realize that the girl beside you is still stealing smoldering glances at your professor. God, you really wanna throw up now.

The rest of the class goes by in a blink of an eye. You’re surprised that you manage to stand up properly, following the bustling students out in the hallways. Soobin tells you something about his anthropology class, but you’re not sure what exactly he said. 

Sighing heavily, you check your schedule, only to realize that your next class starts approximately 45 minutes later. That is… a lot. Most people would go grab a snack or maybe try to squeeze in some work time. But none of those options look attractive to you.  

After walking around aimlessly in the campus, you take a seat on a bench by the cerulean fountain. The area is secluded at this time of the day, and you presume that most people are busy; this place is usually always crowded by hordes of students. You’ve walked past it countless times, but never really had a chance to sit down and admire its beauty.

It’s simply gorgeous. An angel sits in the middle of it, looking at her fingertips which spritz a gentle spray of water. Around her, a tiled space of several meters holds all the water that flows. You also notice the intricate details carved on the base of the fountain, telling a story of its own. However, you’re completely unaware of another pair of eyes that study you from afar with the same curiosity. 

After you’ve come back to your senses, you check the time hurriedly. There’s still 18 minutes left until your next class. Stretching your legs a little, you let out a soft whimper, looking at the tireless stream of water. For a fleeting moment, you wonder how it’ll feel to dip your toes into it. The mere thought of doing something no one is allowed to do thrills you, making you consider something you’d never do. Breaking rules; you’re not particularly fond of doing that. But… not even a soul is around. If you just quickly discard your sneakers and dip your feet into the water, no one will notice, right? 

With a nervous smile on your face, you walk up to the fountain and softly wave your hand in the water. It’s cold, but it feels very nice against the skin of your palm. In the panic of getting caught, you forget to actually look around to see if anyone’s around. Heart pounding in your chest, you reach down to take off your shoes with shaky hands. 

“What do you think that you’re doing?” 

The low, warning voice almost gives you a heart attack. You let out a yelp, straightening up but losing your balance. When you’re sure that you’re gonna hit the ground, you end up colliding with the intruder. Your head hits against their surprisingly hard chest. 

“Oww.” You whine softly, rubbing the back of your head and turning around, heart practically beating in your throat. 

You’re immediately met with a towering, large frame that can probably crush you at any given moment. Even though you can’t see his full face because he’s wearing a mask, he enchants you. Gosh, do they make men like Greek Gods here? 

The stranger repeats in a gruff voice, sounding a bit annoyed, “Can you not speak? What the hell were you trying to do?” 

You swallow nervously. He’s intimidating, and this is probably how you’re gonna end up getting suspended. “I was just touching the water.” You state in a mimicked confidence. 

The stranger looks unsatisfied with your answer, crossing his arms around his chest. “I can see that. But you do know that it’s against the rules, don’t you? It’s not for touching, it’s for admiring from afar.” 

Whatever confidence that you were previously channeling crumbles up and destroys down, with just that. You know that you shouldn’t have done a stupid thing like this, but what’s the point of cursing yourself right now? Knowing that you can’t keep up with him, you make puppy dog eyes. Maybe… maybe he’ll let you go if you make a pitiful expression. “I’m really sorry… I didn’t know that but now I know! I promise it won’t happen again. Please!” 

His eyes falter for a moment, and he sighs. Soon after, he motions you to go away. With a grateful look and a small bow, you run to the bench to grab your belongings. 

“Oh no!” You groan, noticing that you’re already 7 minutes late for Mrs. Cassidy’s class. Your face falls, a weird clench in your heart causing your eyes to tear up a bit. Can your day be any worse than this? 

“What happened now?” The scary stranger comes up to you, peeking over your shoulder. You try to quickly recover, zipping up your backpack.

“It’s nothing… sorry for bothering you! I’ll leave—”

“Wait.” He firmly grasps your wrist, eyes filled with an emotion you can’t really place. Sympathy? Maybe empathy?

“I suggest you skip the class. If you try to go in now, you’ll basically dig your own grave.” 

Your heart beat picks up as you look into the stranger’s honey brown eyes, your voice barely a whisper, “But…” 

He squeezes your wrist gently before pulling away. “You won’t get in any trouble if you skip this class. I promise.” 

Puzzled, you narrow your eyes, “Um… I’m not sure about that. How are you—” 

He tilts his head to the side, his eyes twinkling, “I have my ways.”

You frown a little, sizing him up cautiously. “That definitely didn’t sound hella suspicious.” 

“Oh?” He bursts out in a hearty laugh, head thrown back. Were your words really that funny? You don’t know… but you’re glad that you could make him laugh. It sounds beautiful.

Your cheeks warm up when you realize what exactly you were just thinking. You shake your head a bit, fighting the urge to hide your face. 

“You are beautiful, by the way.” You’re brought back to reality by his playful voice. For a moment, you almost think that you are hearing things, until you notice his eyes tracing your figure shamelessly. A shiver runs down your spine, heart feeling like it’s going to burst out of your chest. You’re not used to getting attention of this sort.

Nibbling on your lower lip, you whisper, unsure what to say. “Thank you.” Your eyes lock with him for a brief moment. “So are you.” 

He chuckles at that, inching closer to you, subtle as ever. “You’re quite straight forward. Not that I’m complaining or anything.” 

Goosebumps spread over your skin, your heart racing even more as you find yourself dangerously close to this alluring stranger. So close that you can feel his hot breath through the black mask. 

“Don’t go around trying to go skinny dipping in fountains again.” He murmurs just by your ear.

Embarrassment paralyses you for a moment before you protest, “Hey! I was just touching the water!” 

“Sure.” He laughs again, starting to move away. “Make sure that you attend your next class. And don’t worry, I mean it when I say you won’t get in trouble.” 

You open your mouth to say thank you, but he has already walked off to a distance from where he can’t hear you anymore. 

Later, at night, 

“Oh, wow! Look who finally decided to grace us with her presence!” Beomgyu wraps his arm around your waist to hug you sideways. He’s bright and handsome as ever. “Where have you been all evening? Dressing up?” 

You pat his back in return before pulling away. “Ah I was just busy with some stuff! But I’m here now, and that’s what matters!” You hate to lie, you really do.

Soobin, who spots you with Beomgyu from a distance, leaves behind the people he was talking to immediately. A gorgeous smile lights up his face as he hurries to come over by your side. “My goodness, so you came! I really thought that you won’t be here for a second!” 

Before you can even open your mouth to reply, he whistles, noticing your crimson short dress. The material hugs your curves perfectly and the mesh around your cleavage shows just enough skin to drive people crazy. “Damn, ____, you sure know how to dress!” 

Beomgyu nudges Soobin, smirking, “Careful there buddy, people might say that you’re a simp.” 

You can see the flash of uneasiness in Soobin’s eyes before he laughs it off. “Nah, I just appreciate people who know what to wear.” 

“Thanks Soobin.” You smile at him, making him visibly relax. “Also, your house is huge, oh my god!” 

“Want a house tour?” He suggests, winking at you. 

“Why not?” Beomgyu chimes in, a sigh escaping your other friend. 

“Uhh… maybe later. Being a host is really hard! I need to— oh my god! ____, I’m so sorry!! Please let me get you a drink!” 

You giggle softly as Soobin practically runs to the minibar. Beomgyu taps on your forearm, getting your attention. “You don’t wanna socialize?”

Your frown is enough to tell him what’s your answer. He shakes his head, tutting. “It’s okay if you’re not ready. But at least try! You’re the one always nagging about how you need to get out of your shell, you know? C’mon, let me introduce you to a few people! Maybe you’ll find someone… ” 

You freeze immediately, knowing what he’s talking about. It’s not like you don’t understand his point, but still, you’re not ready yet. Social anxiety has always been tough on you, and being an introvert just worsens everything. By simply looking over at the crowd of party-goers, you can feel all of your energy draining out. 

“Gyu, I don’t think that… ”

His face falls, but he pulls you in a tight hug anyway. “It’s alright, sorry if I was being too pushy! I’ll be back soon, hmm? Try to enjoy yourself!” 

You nod, a plastered smile on your face. Beomgyu leaves, but thankfully Soobin arrives soon enough with two martinis. “Here you go! This is a special one only made for you & me. Enjoy!” 

Clinking your glasses, you take a cautious sip of the drink. You haven’t told anyone about the mystery stranger you met today, but your mind can’t stop replaying the whole conversation with him. The way he looked at you, how he complimented you with his smooth yet deep voice, the faint scent of his cologne while he whispered in your ear… It keeps coming back at you. And the fact that you spent the whole evening thinking about him? Pure wild. You even felt sad because he didn’t tell you anything about him and that probably means… you might never meet him again. 

“____?? Earth to ____??” 

You snap back to reality, immediately finding a very concerned Soobin looming over you. “What’s up with you? You only had a sip, are you feeling dizzy?” 

You shake your head softly, taking another sip of the sweet martini, “No, no, it’s not that! I was just distracted… sorry!!” 

He takes your unoccupied hand and leads you to the balcony, often glancing at your feet to make sure that you aren’t tripping with those high heels. Even if you’re completely fine, you don’t stop him. Once outside, you take a long deep breath, happy to be finally out of the party. 

“Take a seat. And please stay here until I come back.” He points to the chair by the railing. Even in the lack of light, you can see how panicked and worried he looks.

“It’s alright… I can stand, Soobs; please don’t worry. I’m okay.” 

He cups your cheek gently in response.  “Please, just listen to me, you need rest.  And how can I not worry about you?” His voice is strangely heavy with emotions. 

At a loss of words, you look at him with wide eyes, slightly shocked by how close he’s standing to you. His arms guide you back to the chair, and he clears his throat. “Stay here, okay? If I can’t get back to you soon, I’ll surely send Beomgyu.” 

You nod wordlessly, knowing very well that saying anything back is probably useless. Sighing, you place the half empty glass of drink on the nearby table, cozying up on the chair. You might as well get comfortable, right? A gentle breeze ruffles your hair, your eyelids fluttering close despite all the noise coming from the party. You’re feeling at ease now. 

Sadly, your peace only lasts for a few minutes, and you’re back to thinking about that goddamned motherfucker. Urgh, isn’t it illegal to be that attractive? And who the fuck exactly is he? How can he be so sure about literally everything? He must be influential to hold that much confidence… Maybe a board member? But he really looked too young for a position like that. 

“So, we meet again.” You can sense someone taking a seat beside you. Annoyed, you turn to the person. 

Oh. You can recognize those eyes anywhere.

A shiver immediately runs down your spine, your words catching in your throat. You open your mouth, but no words manage to come out.

He leans in to touch your hand, concerned. “Are you alright? I saw Soobin taking you outside so I just wanted to see if everything was fine.”

Your skin feels on fire, your breathing uneven. What type of sick joke is fate playing now! “You–?” you choke out, refusing to believe that this is real life.

He chuckles, that same beautiful sound you fell in love with at first listen ringing through the air. “Yeah me. I guess that means you do remember me?” 

“Uh— How do you know Soobin…?” You dodge the question. He doesn’t need to know that you’ve spent the whole evening thinking about him.

“He’s my friend, haha.”

You regard him suspiciously, which only makes him smile. “You can call me Daniel.” 

To his shock, his words make you frown. “I’ve never really heard of Daniel from Soobin.” 

He shrugs nonchalantly. “I’m not that special to him, I guess?” 

You stay silent, not knowing what to say. It sounded brutal, and you start feeling kind of bad for him.

“You didn’t tell me if you’re alright though.” Daniel looks at you, unaffected. 

“I’m okay, thanks.” You manage a smile. 

He perks up, relaxing his posture. “Good to hear that.” 

Silence reigns again. You try to avoid the fire igniting inside you from the way he looks at you, but you barely manage as you find yourself sneaking glances at him. This isn’t you. But you can’t stop yourself either. 

“You look gorgeous in this dress.” His voice sounds husky, a strange sensation building in your stomach. You look down at your feet shyly, your cheeks heating up too. Why the fuck does this man have so much power over you? 

“Thank you… You’re looking not too bad either! That leather jacket suits you.” 

Daniel smiles, “I’m glad you think so.” 

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The conversation flows, and so does alcohol. Now that you think about it, you can’t be happier that somehow the universe has managed to cross your paths twice a day. And by his lingering touches and suggestive words, You know that he’s equally enchanted by you, just the way you’re by him. 

“____, wanna go to a better place with me? I swear you won’t be disappointed.” He offers out of the blue, his eyes shimmering with hope. 

A part of you screams yes but another part is still unsure about leaving your friends behind and leaving with a very new acquaintance. You look at Daniel, and then back to the party… To be honest you just realize that it’s been over an hour but neither of them have come to check in. 

“Sure, Daniel. Lead the way.” 

After a nice and comfortable ride, you leave his expensive sports car behind, following him into a… isn’t this just a park?

His long legs help him stride faster, and soon you’ve fallen behind. You end up running in order to catch up with him, your hands brushing softly as you try to keep up. Daniel notices, slowing down so that you can walk side by side. He mutters a ‘sorry’, successfully making you feel better. 

“So… why are we in a park?” You inquire confusedly, slightly out of breath. 

“You’ll see why. Wait a bit!” 

Within a few moments of walking, you two end up in an empty area. The vast night sky looks like a dark blanket with glitter and shiny stones on it, making you mesmerized. He sits down on the grass, looking up with closed eyes. The ivory moonlight makes his skin illuminate, and for the first time, you notice how truly outstanding his sharp features are. 

“Sit down here.” Daniel takes off his jacket to make a seat for you. Your eyes admire his muscled arms for several moments, before looking at the ground. Patting on the jacket, he repeats, “C’mon, sit down!”

“But your leather jacket…” You hesitate.

“It’s nothing, really.” 

Still feeling uncomfortable by the thought, you look at his jacket somewhat sadly. He notices soon, taking the piece of clothing away. “What? Don’t tell me that you prefer my lap!” He arches his eyebrow, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

You look away immediately, his words somehow both embarrassing and exciting. So, you decide to ignore him. Taking a few more steps ahead, you focus on the night sky adorned with the moon and stars. It’s… so pretty. You don’t remember the last time you had seen such a gorgeous night. Unbeknownst to you, Daniel walks up right behind, whispering, “So beautiful, isn’t it?” 

“Yeah…” You trail off, awed by the amount of beauty nature holds. 

“But you know, there’s something that is stealing the show from the moon.” He adds after you fall silent. 

“What are you talking about?” You turn around to face him, his eyes sparkling with excitement. 

“You. You’re glowing brighter than the moon itself.” 

As if to test the waters, he leans in, his lips just hovering over yours. You’re not sure if it’s the alcohol or him, but you close your eyes and grab onto the lapels of his jacket, your lips gently pressing onto his — scared to go further, but unwilling to pull away. 

Daniel doesn’t waste another moment, his mouth captures yours in a heated kiss, eliciting a shocked gasp from you. The kiss is heavy, fueled by lust, and you can clearly taste the tequila on his lips. He coaxes you open up for him, tongue skillfully merging with yours and leaving you breathless. His hands explore your curves, hiking up your short dress until it’s barely covering your underwear. You discover his body in return, palming the growing sign of his desire in his pants. A moan escapes you when you feel his hands brushing along the sensitive skin of your inner thighs, your legs parting instinctively. He smiles in the kiss, pulling away slightly to trail kisses down your jaw and neck, stopping when he reaches your collarbone. 

Eyes hazy with need, you urge him to go on, desperate for his touch. Daniel hesitates, “Are you sure you want this?”

With a broken whisper, you manage to plead, “Please, wan’ you right now.” This isn’t you. But fuck it, you don’t care anymore. Your stomach is in knots, begging for some action.

He gives you a hard kiss before getting on his knees and sliding your ruined thong aside. “Lord… you’re drenched.” With a groan, he licks a lazy stripe with his tongue. You teeter at the contact, the feeling of his warm, soft tongue on your pussy leaving your nerve endings on fire. 

For easier access, Daniel takes your left leg and puts it over his shoulder, now devouring your cunt. You hold onto his shoulders for dear life, your soft whimpers synchronizing with his own satisfied humming. He’s sucking you so good, slurping up your essence with no amount of shame. 

“You taste so fucking good.” 

“Da–Daniel! I need more!” 

With his chest heaving, he stands up, looking straight into your eyes. He suggests, “Should we move inside the car?”  

You nod frantically, holding onto him as if you’ll fall apart any moment if you don’t. Daniel picks you up bridal style, carrying you to the car as soon as he possibly can. Unlocking the car after fumbling with the keys for a while, he places you on the backseat. Once he’s  inside, he pulls away your panties. His mouth attaches to your cunt, thumb finding your clit. Your back arches, pussy clenching around nothing. “Aah— Daniel!” 

His thumb rubs your sensitive bundle of nerves, all while his tongue laps up at your entrance. Just when you feel like you’re about to lose your mind, you hear the clink of his belt buckle. You cry out, relieved.  

However, the familiar sound of your phone ringing bursts your bubble, and you whine out of displeasure. 

Daniel, on the other hand, grabs your phone from the console. Soobin’s name flashes on the screen, a dark expression appearing on his face. You sit up, worried. “Who is it?” 

“It’s Soobin… he’s probably worried about you.” He sighs, shaking his head before continuing. “Sorry, ____. But personally, I think that it’d be better if you go back right now. And a request, don’t tell anyone about this, or me. Just say that you went for a walk or something like that.” He speaks up first, his voice cold, unfamiliar.

“Daniel… but—” 

“Please don’t make this harder. Fix your dress.” He cuts you off, fixing his own clothes. 

You nod silently, your eyes watering from a tidal wave of emotions hitting you. Once he’s back in the driver’s seat, you mumble brokenly. “Can you do me one last favor? I wanna go home… please…”

“Are you sure that you’re comfortable with sharing your address with me?” 

The lack of warmth in his voice overwhelms you, but you manage to reply, “I am… unless you don’t want to, then it’s fine… I’ll head back on my own.” 

You fail to see the way his hand tightens around the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white from the pressure. “I’ll drop you off. Just tell me where.” 

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