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elryuse · 1 month ago

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LIFE GOES ON, UNLESS WHEN IT DOESN'T

YANDERE AHYEON X MALE READER

The stage lights dimmed, signaling the end of another performance. Ahyeon bowed gracefully, her face glowing with the adoration of thousands of fans. She should have been on top of the world, yet when she stepped offstage, there was nothing but silence in her heart.

The life of a K-pop idol wasn’t what she imagined as a child. Sure, she had fame, fortune, and beauty, but something was missing—something she couldn’t name. Every night, she lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, haunted by a void she didn’t understand.

Years ago

“Ahyeon,” Y/n said, holding her pinky with his. “When we grow up, we’ll be together forever, okay? You’ll be a singer, and I’ll be your biggest fan.”

“Forever,” Ahyeon giggled, sealing the promise with a childish sincerity.

But that was a lifetime ago.

When her family moved to the city, Ahyeon left everything behind—her school, her friends, and most painfully, Y/n. At first, she missed him terribly. But as years passed, memories of him faded, replaced by rigorous training and the relentless pursuit of her dreams.

Y/n, however, never forgot.

He watched her rise to fame from afar, his heart breaking every time her face appeared on his screen. But he let her go. He knew he couldn’t hold her back from the world she was destined to conquer.

Present day

Ahyeon sighed as she wandered through the quiet streets of the city. She had a rare day off, and for once, she wanted to be anonymous, free from the cameras and fans.

A cozy café caught her eye, its warm lights glowing invitingly. The scent of freshly brewed coffee wafted out as she pushed open the door.

“Welcome,” a calm voice greeted her.

Her eyes landed on the barista behind the counter—a young man with a kind smile and familiar eyes. Something about him tugged at her memory, but she couldn’t quite place it.

“What can I get for you?” he asked, his voice soft but steady.

“Um... just a latte,” she stammered, caught off guard by his presence.

As he prepared her drink, she found herself staring, intrigued by the quiet confidence in his movements.

“Here you go,” he said, sliding the cup across the counter.

“Thanks,” she replied, her cheeks flushing as their fingers briefly brushed.

The café quickly became Ahyeon’s favorite spot. Every time she visited, her eyes sought out the barista, whose name tag read *Y/n.*

She didn’t think much of the name at first—after all, it was a common one. But the more time she spent there, the more she felt drawn to him.

One day, she worked up the courage to strike up a conversation.

“You’re always so calm,” she said as he handed her another latte. “Don’t you ever get tired?”

Y/n chuckled. “It’s all about finding balance. Life’s too short to rush through.”

His words resonated with her. Despite her success, Ahyeon often felt like she was running on a treadmill, never stopping to breathe.

“You’re wise,” she said, her voice softer.

“Not really,” he replied with a small smile. “I just learned to let go of things I can’t control.”

Over weeks, Ahyeon found herself visiting the café more often. She started timing her visits to match Y/n’s shifts, eager to see him.

“Back again?” Y/n teased one day as she walked in.

“What can I say? The coffee’s addictive,” she replied, though they both knew it wasn’t the coffee she was addicted to.

Y/n’s smile never wavered, but there was a flicker of something in his eyes—recognition, perhaps, or maybe a guarded sadness.

As the months passed, Ahyeon realized her feelings for Y/n were growing deeper. She thought about him constantly, her heart racing whenever she saw him. She started crafting reasons to stay longer at the café, just to be near him.

One evening, after the café closed, she lingered outside, waiting for him to leave. When he finally stepped out, she called his name.

“Y/n!”

He turned, surprised to see her standing there. “Ahyeon? What are you doing here?”

“I just... I wanted to thank you,” she said, her voice trembling. “For always being so kind. You’ve made me feel less alone.”

Y/n’s expression softened, but there was a flicker of unease. “I’m glad I could help,” he said. “But you don’t owe me anything.”

Ahyeon stepped closer, her eyes searching his. “I don’t know why, but... I feel like I’ve known you forever. Like you’re someone I’ve been searching for.”

Y/n froze, his mask slipping for a moment. The pain of years spent waiting for her, watching her from afar, threatened to overwhelm him. But he pushed it down, forcing a smile.

“You’re imagining things,” he said lightly. “I’m just a barista.”

But Ahyeon wasn’t convinced.

Her obsession grew stronger with each passing day. She started dreaming about him, replaying every interaction in her mind. The emptiness she had felt for so long was replaced by an all-consuming need to be near him.

One day, as she watched him from across the café, her heart ached with longing. She whispered to herself, "I can’t lose him. Not again.”

What she didn’t realize was that Y/n had been thinking the same thing.

Ahyeon pushed open the café door, her heart skipping a beat as she scanned the room. It was a routine now—come here, see Y/n, talk for a bit, and leave feeling lighter. He had become her anchor in a life of chaos.

But today, something was different.

Her eyes landed on him, laughing with a beautiful woman at the counter. The girl leaned in slightly, her laughter ringing like a melody. Y/n seemed relaxed, more animated than Ahyeon had ever seen him before.

A sharp pang stabbed at Ahyeon’s chest.

“What... is this feeling?” she muttered under her breath, gripping the small gift bag in her hand.

Anger bubbled up inside her, foreign and overwhelming. She didn’t like this. She didn’t like someone else making him laugh like that. Y/n was *hers.*

Without hesitation, she stormed over to the counter.

“Y/n!” she called, her voice a little too loud.

He turned, startled. “Ahyeon? You’re early today.”

The woman beside him glanced at Ahyeon, her smile polite but curious.

“I brought you something,” Ahyeon said, her tone sharp as she shoved the gift bag into his hands, completely ignoring the other girl.

“Uh, thanks,” Y/n replied, clearly caught off guard.

“Who’s this?” Ahyeon asked, her gaze fixed on the girl, her expression unreadable but her eyes dark.

“Oh, this is Hana. She’s—”

“I’m his friend,” Hana interjected with a friendly smile, extending her hand. “Nice to meet you.”

Ahyeon didn’t take the hand. Instead, she turned her attention back to Y/n.

“I need to talk to you,” she said, her voice leaving no room for argument.

“But—”

“Now,” she insisted, grabbing his arm and pulling him toward the staff room.

The door clicked shut behind them, and Y/n found himself cornered. Ahyeon stood in front of him, her presence overwhelming in the small space.

“Ahyeon, what’s going on?” he asked, trying to keep his tone steady despite the tension radiating from her.

She didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she stepped closer, her eyes burning with an intensity that made his stomach churn.

“That girl out there,” she said quietly, almost whispering. “You won’t see her again.”

Y/n blinked, confusion and alarm flickering across his face. “What are you talking about? She’s just a friend—”

“I don’t care who she is!” Ahyeon snapped, her voice breaking. “I don’t want you talking to her. Or anyone else.”

“Ahyeon, you’re being ridiculous. I—”

She cut him off by placing her hands on his shoulders, her grip firm, almost possessive.

“You don’t get it, do you?” she said, her voice softening but losing none of its intensity. “You’re mine, Y/n. I won’t let anyone else have you.”

Y/n froze, his mind reeling. “Yours? Ahyeon, I don’t know what you’re talking about. We barely even—”

“Don’t say that,” she interrupted, her voice trembling. “I’ve been coming here every day, thinking about you, needing you. And now I see you laughing with *her* like I don’t even exist?!”

“Ahyeon, calm down,” Y/n pleaded, his back pressing against the wall as she stepped even closer. “This isn’t like you.”

She let out a bitter laugh. “You don’t know what I’m like, Y/n. But you will.”

His eyes darted to the door, but she was too close, her presence suffocating.

“I’m your girlfriend now,” she declared, her tone final.

“What?” he stammered, his heart racing. “Ahyeon, you can’t just—”

“Yes, I can,” she interrupted, her eyes locking onto his with an almost predatory intensity. “You don’t understand yet, but you will. You’ll see how much I care about you. How much I’ve always cared.”

“Ahyeon, this is insane,” he said, trying to push past her, but she held her ground.

“Don’t call me insane,” she hissed, her voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “I’m doing this for us. For *you.*”

His breath hitched as she leaned in closer, her expression softening but her grip still firm.

“I won’t let you go, Y/n,” she said, her voice barely audible. “Not again. Never again.”

For the first time, Y/n felt a chill run down his spine. The girl who had seemed so sweet, so harmless, was gone. In her place was someone he barely recognized—someone he wasn’t sure he could escape from.

Days turned into weeks, and Y/n found himself trapped in Ahyeon’s world. She came to the café every day without fail, her presence a storm he couldn’t escape.

“Y/n!” she called one morning, her voice bright as she walked in. She carried a bag of homemade treats, claiming they were just for him.

Before he could react, she wrapped her arms around him in a tight hug. “You work so hard. I thought you might need a little energy boost.”

“Ahyeon, you don’t have to keep doing this,” he said, his voice strained. “It’s too much.”

“It’s never too much for you,” she replied sweetly, pulling back just enough to press a kiss to his cheek. “You’re worth it.”

Y/n’s coworkers whispered among themselves, giving him sympathetic looks, but no one dared intervene. They all saw the obsessive gleam in Ahyeon’s eyes and the way Y/n flinched under her touch.

One evening, after the café had closed, Ahyeon lingered as usual, waiting for Y/n to finish cleaning up.

“You don’t have to stay,” he said, his voice weary.

“I *want* to,” she insisted, sitting at a nearby table. “I like being with you. Don’t you like being with me?”

He hesitated, knowing any wrong answer would only make things worse. “It’s... fine.”

Her expression softened into something almost vulnerable. “You don’t get it, do you?” she said quietly. “You’re everything to me, Y/n. I’ve given you my heart. Why won’t you accept it?”

“Ahyeon, this isn’t healthy,” he said cautiously, taking a step back.

She stood abruptly, her eyes glistening with emotion. “Don’t say that,” she whispered, stepping closer. “Don’t push me away. You don’t know what it’s like to lose someone you love.”

Her words hit him like a punch to the gut. Before he could respond, she reached up and cupped his face, forcing him to look at her.

“Wait...” she murmured, her gaze searching his face. Something flickered in her expression—recognition.

“Your eyes...” she whispered. “Your voice... It’s you, isn’t it?”

Y/n froze, his blood running cold. “What are you talking about?”

“You’re the boy from my childhood,” she said, her voice trembling with realization. “The one I promised to marry. The one who said he’d always be there for me.”

“Ahyeon—”

“You’ve always loved me,” she interrupted, tears streaming down her face. “I see it now. You never left me. You were always waiting for me.”

He tried to pull away, but her grip tightened, her desperation spilling over.

“I won’t make the same mistake twice,” she said, her voice filled with both sorrow and determination. “I lost you once, but now I’ve found you again. And this time, I won’t let you go.”

Before he could protest, her lips crashed onto his, silencing any resistance. The kiss was fervent, unrelenting—a mixture of love, obsession, and a devotion that terrified him.

When she finally pulled back, she rested her forehead against his, her breath ragged.

“This is my love for you, Y/n,” she whispered. “I’ll give you everything. I’ll protect you, care for you, and make you happy. You don’t have to be alone anymore. You don’t have to run.”

His heart pounded as he stared into her tear-filled eyes. He wanted to push her away, to tell her she was wrong, but the weight of her devotion pressed down on him, suffocating and inescapable.

From that moment on, Ahyeon claimed him as her own. She visited the café daily, showering him with affection—hugs, kisses, and gifts. She introduced herself to his coworkers as his girlfriend, making it clear that Y/n belonged to her.

At first, Y/n resisted, but over time, her relentless love wore him down. He stopped fighting, accepting the chains of her devotion.

Ahyeon, on the other hand, was happier than she had ever been. She had found the missing piece in her life, the person who made her whole.

Late one night, as they sat together in the quiet of the closed café, Ahyeon rested her head on his shoulder, her fingers intertwined with his.

“You don’t need to be scared anymore,” she said softly. “I’ll take care of everything. All you have to do is love me back.”

He didn’t reply, his silence a bitter acceptance of his fate.

Ahyeon smiled, her heart brimming with satisfaction.

This was her devotion. This was her love.

And Y/n would never escape it.

- The End -

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maomao-words · 9 months ago

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Okay everyone, I got sucked in Debut or Die's hell, and I am (most likely temporarily) out of my hiatus just to write this.

Here are some HCs of my favorite DoD boys with a tiny dash of angst in Ahyeon's part.

Fair warning, I am only a manhwa reader, so please forgive anything that you deem different or out of character in comparison to the novel.

With that, I hope you enjoy my obsession-fueled work.

Debut or Die Boys: How they deal with jealousy.

Cha Eugene:

Cha Eugene is a simple man. He recognizes he is prone to possessiveness and knows he can become jealous at the slightest of sign of attractiveness given from anyone towards you. Cha Eugene is also a smart(?) man. He knows he will not be able to suppress his anxious feelings and act as mature as his other hyungs might do.

So in response, Cha Eugene pouts. He pouts to you whenever he seems to think you were paying another man too much attention. He tightly clings to you, strong body enveloping your frame from behind as he plops his head on top of yours, and starts babbling about how much he misses you and how much he wants to be by your side at all times.

But each time you gently try to peel him off of you, because no matter how much you enjoy being in the comfort of his arms you both need to go back to work, Eugene whines. His clinginess increase in folds and his babbling turns into soft whimpers of how cruel his noona is being to him, and how unloved he feels at the moment.

Without fail, all of Eugene's actions bring you both to the same result every time. With you giving in to his large kitty eyes, you resign yourself to be smothered in his embrace for the rest of the day, as you mumble words of affection and comforting into his chest. Cuddling seems to be the fastest way to calm down your lover and to allow you to soothe his tantrums.

But as you watch Eugene beam at each praise you offer to him, cheeks colored in the loveliest shade of red, you only find yourself falling harder for him.

Park Moondae:

If asked, Moondae's sole response on the topic would be "Jealousy is not a word I’m familiar with."

It is not because he does not love you enough, or that he does not appreciate having you as his partner, nor it is due to any lack of attention on his side. Moondae simply trusts you. He trusts your feelings, dedication, and loyalty towards him and would never insult you by doubting your love.

Hm? What do you mean that every man who dared to glance at your figure with a flirty gaze seems to start avoiding you once they had the pleasure of meeting Moondae?

And what do you mean that your clingy and self-absorbed ex, who you thought would harass you to eternity, almost never reaches out to you anymore except with apologies tinged with a hint of terror?

Ah, now what? What does Moondae has to do with the way the rest of his teammates seem to be obsessively protecting you from anyone they deem 'dangerous' whenever Moondae's work holds him up? If they are acting as a band of professional bodyguards around you, it is definitely their own choice.

Once again, Moondae's response to all of these questions would simply be a nod, an indication that he has been listening to you attentively, followed by a soft smile. Moondae never lies to you, but he also never admits his involvement out loud. All he does on days were he is definitely not jealous is to hold your hand a bit tighter, smiles more brightly at your antics, and kisses your forehead with more tenderness than ever.

Seon Ahyeon:

Ahyeon's jealousy is at both endearing and worrying. While, unlike Moondae, he does acknowledge that he gets jealous over you, Ahyeon never finds it in himself to act as openly as Eugene is with his own worries and feelings.

On days where your work requires you to pour all of your attention away from Ahyeon, or on nights where you lay next to him and show off the pictures you took with your friends on your latest trip, this angel simply becomes sad.

He is aware that he cannot keep you locked away from all of the eyes surrounding you, nor does he want to, as you shine the brightest while doing whatever your heart desires. But Ahyeon cannot help but be afraid. What if you find someone else? Someone better than him? Someone who is more confident, who is able to properly tell you how much you mean to him, someone who would dedicate all of his time to you?

Ahyeon's worries bubble to the surface each time he becomes jealous. He tries to bury them at times, work through them at others, but mostly, he tries to express his love for you a bit more. He buys you small pieces of chocolate-covered candies and the fluffiest of scrunchies in your favorite color. He offers you the soft plushie he won during the variety show he was on that day, or even orders you that limited-time lipstick he saw you eyeing a week ago.

Ahyeon also kisses you more tenderly, holds your hand tightly, and sends lengthy texts for you to open as soon as you wake up from sleep. On the days he is jealous, Ahyeon chooses to love you.

The soft smiles and gentle words of gratitude Ahyeon receives from you in response never fail to soothe his worries. He knows that the day where he can fully open up about his anxieties to you without any fear is almost here.

#debut or die #cha eugene #park moondae #seon ahyeon #debut or die x reader

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kiki-writes-stuff · 10 months ago

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𝐓𝐞𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮

𝐓𝐞𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 : fluff

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : none

𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐥: please note that I'm a manhwa only, so my perception of the boys is based solely on what we've seen up till chapter 60 of the manhwa and researching their wiki pages and mbtis (studied for it like a damn test omg 😭).

a/n: this was inspired by this fic by @starry-nights-garden, ik ya'll are here for testar and not ateez, but they're an amazing author so if you happen to be an atiny do check them out!

𝐁𝐚𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐣𝐢𝐧:

Always puts you first

This may seem like something to be expected in any healthy relationship, but our little baby hamster takes it to a whole other level

He’s very shy and hesitant at first

But once he gets comfy with you and gains a little more confidence in his understanding of you and your needs…

Ooooooh boy you better prepare yourself

You mention in passing that you’re bored? He’s already running through his schedule in his head to try and find an opening so he can swing by your place with a list of activities he thinks you might enjoy

Something happened to upset you? He’s all ears, will find a way to slip out of practice just so he can videocall you and listen to you vent to get it out of your system

You miss him? He’s honestly upset with himself for not realising he’s neglected you sooner, immediately drops whatever he can to make time for you

I still feel like he’d overthink and second guess himself a lot tho :(( always worries that maybe he isn’t giving you what you need, or that he’s too much or too little :((

So please give this baby lots of smiles and assurance! He needs to know that he’s reading your cues right, and that what he’s doing genuinely makes you happy

Because your happiness is always his top priority

𝐑𝐲𝐮 𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐨𝐨

Taking care of you

Now, one thing I’ve noticed about our boy Chungwoo is that he’s got a really strong sense of responibility and obligation, and I’m sure that’s something that would carry into the way he treats his partner

He sees it as his duty to make sure that you’re safe and comfortable at all times

The kinda guy to treat sidewalk and door rules like Law

If anything’s bothering you he makes it his personal mission to fix the problem

Which causes some friction at the beginning of your relationship because sometimes he can be a bit much about it

Like offering slightly unsolicited and overly practical advice

That friend’s been giving you a hard time? Just ditch em cuz they obviously don’t deserve someone as amazing as you 🙄😮‍💨

Or blaming himself and getting frustrated if he can’t do anything to help fix the problem

But eventually you talk it out, and once you assure him that it isn’t his job to make everything okay, and that he already helps you so much by being there to support you, he concedes and learns to be more chill about it

Still gets upset when you’re upset

But he knows to channel it in healthier ways now

Like helping you out with little chores when you’re stressed, checking in and offering to take care of more tedious things like laundry and groceries when he can

He never asks for anything in return because it’s HIS job to look after YOU

But is still absolutely not so secretly over the moon whenever you reciprocate that energy

Kicking his feet and giggling kinda happy that one time you dropped by the practice room to bring him lunch (bonus points if you made it yourself!)

𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐀𝐡𝐲𝐞𝐨𝐧:

Little things

My baby 🥺💕

My sweet precious little faerie prince 🥹✨️🌸

He’s gentle and soft in the way he loves you

But dear god it could not be less subtle

Will bring you these random little gifts

Usually food (snacks, chocolates, coffee, milkshakes, muffins)

But sometimes it’s just things that reminded him of you

Like a stuffed animal that looked just like you, a sticker sheet in your favorite color, a keychain of a character you love, a postcard with a picture that made him think of you

Sends you texts throughout the day too

Pictures of flowers, the sky, a book he thinks you might like, a cute cat he saw on the way to the studio, a selfie Eugene forcibly took with him

Little reminders to eat, stay hydrated, “The weather report says it’ll be a bit colder than usual and that it might rain today, please make sure you dress warmly and bring an umbrella with you!”

Will randomly ramble about how much he loves you when he thinks knows you’re asleep or busy so you won’t read the texts till later

“I saw this quote on pinterest earlier today about how ‘intimacy is safety’ and I just wanted to tell you that that’s what you are to me. I always feel safe and comfortable when I’m with you, like there’s no one else in the world but us and I don’t have to worry about saying the right words or being misunderstood because I know our hearts are both fluent in silence, and as soon as I’m with you I’m home.”

He thinks of these things when he’s with you tbh, like when you’re having coffee together and he watches the way you laugh and scrunch your nose when you smile

But he’s worried that if he tries to say it it’ll come out wrong :((

So he sets the feeling aside and it ends up accumulating into this neverending well of love and affection that he just HAS to let out somehow

So, basically, you’re on his mind 24/7 and he needs you to know that

You’re such a wonderful person ofc you deserve to know how loved you are :((

And so does he!! He’ll get all shy and squirm a bit whenever you tell him how much he means to you, or when you lean your head on his shoulder and thread your fingers through his own

But he’s smiling and blushing

If he’s feeling brave he’ll bring your hand up to his lips and kiss your knuckles

Adbhsafwilfhawliu I’m just so soft for him I’m sorry

𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐣𝐢𝐧:

Makes you laugh

There’s nothing he loves more than hearing you absolutely lose it

Even if you say you sound like dying frogs trapped in a windshield wiper

Will insist that it’s the prettiest sound he’s ever heard

He’s lying, it’s not

But it makes him so happy to hear you so what does it matter?

The way your ears turn red and your face flushes as you try to hide it in a pillow or your hands

Or better yet his shoulder or chest

Sejin absolutely has physical touch as a love language

His favorite thing is the way you cling to him when you laugh

Even if it means you hit him a few times in the process

Because sometimes a lot of the time once you’ve calmed down you don’t really move

You stop putting all your weight on him sure

But you stay tucked into his side and he gets to put an arm around you and look at the way your eyes are still sparkling and your lips are pulled into this giant grin

Bonus points if you’re shorter than him and he can look down at you without you really noticing

Our boy is whipped

But not whipped enough to spare you from tickle fights

If you’re a ticklish person he can and will use that to his advantage

There have been one or two occasions where it got really intense and someone hit the other person in the nose or kneed them in the stomach

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐞:

Makes time for you

Listen

This boy is literally singing and dancing for his LIFE okay

He’s a twenty nine year old in the body of a 20 year old with the soul of a sixty seven year old man

He doesn’t have time for all this trivial nonsense

…………….

Unless ofc you wanna go to that cute cafe you mentioned last week

Or that movie you really wanted to see is coming out this Friday

And yk if you really must have that spa day where you spend hours doing his nails and putting on face masks….

Who is he to deny you?

Sometimes his poker face does bother you

You’ll be rambling about something or enthusiastically making plans

When you suddenly realise he hasn’t said anything in a while

You feel bad and backtrack, apologising and saying you’re probably boring him or rushing into plans when he’s already so busy with performances and practice and whatnot

He actually looks surprised

Quickly tells you you have nothing to be sorry for, he loves listening to you talk :((

And he’ll set aside time so you guys can go do the thing, ofc he will when you’re so excited about it >:((

He’s so matter of fact and blunt about it that there isn’t much room for doubt, and you’re back to happily telling about whatever it is that’s got your interest this week

Except this time, if you’re really paying attention

There’s this tiny smile resting contentedly on his face

Everything else can wait just a bit, just for a little while longer

𝐂𝐡𝐚 𝐄𝐮𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞:

Is your personal hype man!!

Eugene is one of the most passionate people in any universe, and he’s pretty straightforward when it comes to voicing his thoughts

So there’s no way he’s not the most vocal partner ever

Whatever it is, whether you’re hitting an important academic/professional milestone or working hard for a personal goal, he’s right there cheering you on

Will catch you off guard sometimes though

Like he’ll suddenly get all serious, and tell you in the most sincere tone of voice you could imagine that he’s really proud of you

Before grinning and grabbing your hands

Will swing them back and forth while talking about how lucky he is to have such an amazing s/o

One of his favorite things is when you’re trying to choose an outfit for something and he gets a personal fashion show

He’s not really all that into fashion himself but he loves seeing all the outfits you come up with

Applauds and wolf whistles every time you step out

Except when he doesn’t

There have been times where he goes quiet and says he doesn’t like an outfit

Confuses you because excuse?? You KNOW it looks good on you???

After some interrogation he grudgingly admits that it does look amazing on you… He just doesn’t want anyone else to see you in it

He knows you’re a grown adult who can wear whatever they want wherever they want

But he still gets just a little bit jealous

You’re so gorgeous he can’t help it :((

After some cheek kisses and assurance he’s all good tho

10/10 would have an album on his phone that’s just pictures of you

𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐑𝐚𝐞𝐛𝐢𝐧:

Includes you

My precious bby pt.2 🥹✨️

Now, we all know that Raebin is our little producer genius and very much introverted

So when inspiration strikes and he’s caught up in the thick of it, he can sort of retreat into his own little world

And when he’s all tired from being around the other members and fans all day

He loves having you there with him

You don’t have to be doing anything in particular together, definitely don’t have to be talking (he loves you but his social battery can only take so much)

He just wants to know you’re close :((

He won’t be the one to instigate, but his brain fizzles into static noise for a second or two if you pull up a chair beside him (which is in there especially for you btw) and curl up next to him

Doing work on your laptop, reading a webtoon on your phone, or reading a book

You make eye contact when he looks over and you guys share a small smile :((

He’s so happy that you’re comfortable enough in his space to treat it as your own

Does the same if he’s in your space

You could be sitting on your bed and he’ll sleepily shuffle into your room

If he’s awake enough he might stand just inside the door and knock a bit on the doorframe just to get your permission before walking in

But if he’s real tired and you guys have been together for a while baby feels so comfy and safe he briefly forgets manners and propriety and walks right in

Flops onto the bed beside you and lays his head on your tummy or thigh depending on how you’re sitting

Falls asleep almost instantly if you start running your fingers through his hair

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vex91 · 6 months ago

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BABYMONSTER Masterlist

(f) - fluff, (a) - angst, (af) - angst + fluff, (s) - smut

Kawai Ruka:

Nothing yet...

Pharita Chaikong:

Nothing yet...

Enami Asa:

Nothing yet...

Jung Ahyeon:

Nothing yet...

Shin Haram:

Nothing yet...

Lee Dain:

Nothing yet...

OT6:

Nothing yet...

#babymonster x reader #kawai ruka x reader #pharita chaikong x reader #enami asa x reader #jung ahyeon x reader #shin haram x reader #lee dain x reader

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wonsohl · 2 years ago

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say my name! 🌊 han yujin

synopsis: yujin x f!reader , white day episode , f!reader and yujin get together

you walk in to school 20 mins before other kids come in, your uncle was the vice principal of the school and would drop you off at school in the morning everyday.

you rush down the corridor and go into your home room.

unpacking your bag eagerly you lay out a chocolate carton and letter on anonymous table.

holding the letter dearly near your heart, you place it on your desk and run away with your bag unzipped, which was your biggest mistake.

you meet up with your friend before going inside school near the cafe.

you check your phone ;

8:17am

giving you and your fiend enough time to grab a takeaway ice coffee.

when you arrive to your homeroom, you notice a big crowd around yujin’s desk.

it felt like finally noticed your presence.

then you noticed your friend, ahyeon staring at you.

she whispers,

“look who is blushing” she says whilst pinching your cheeks.

you realise the heat on your cheeks and run out of class.

but then you bump it yujin and his group.

🤦🏻‍♀️ so cliche for what?..

you quickly look at him and run to the bathroom splashing cold water on your face burning down the heatness of your face.

“y/n!” ahyeon calls out chasing you to the bathroom.

“you made it so obvious!, he probs knows you like him!” she says hitting you on the head.

“sorry sorry, but it’s better he knows and can just reject me so i can move on!” you say patting your brushed head after ahyeon’s hitting.

you got back to class to see everybody has calmed down and went back to their own groups.

luckily no one stares at you or anything, except yujin.

from the corner of your eyes you can see him examining you.

then your teacher comes in, quieting down the class after the hectic crowds over yujin’s table.

during lesson you could feel yujin still staring at you with his big doe eyes.

and to be honest , you felt so happy knowing the guy whom you had admired for over a year has now finally embraced you?

after the bell rang ahyeon was already gone as she had to go to a badminton competition with a few other of your classmates leaving you alone.

you didn’t have any real friends other than ahyeon and everybody in your class already had their own friend groups.

so you took out your phone and went through your socials that’s until you found a shadow right in front you.

now, out of all the possible people who it could’ve been, it was yujin.

“so uhm, it was you?”

crap.

he caught you and you were done for good.

“haha, yes it was.”

then there was an awful silence.

a very PAINFUL silence.

“it’s ok, if you don’t like me back,

i undertand-“

then yujin hands you his name tag

both hands and eye closed whilst looking down.

“please y/n?, just this once”

you smiled taking the name tag off the boys hands who was scared for his dear life.

“yes yujin, i love you to”

now like was a very strong word, but love?

you officially took his young heart forever to keep.

he looked up blushing.

and with that,

you and yujin were always found together, hand by hand everyday every time.

“happily ever after”

- hvnyujiq 🫂

(giving your name tag in s.korea is like a confession, if you see the ‘say my name’ performance, you would see the members giving their name tags to the star creators as a confession! that’s what gave me the idea for this fic! always leave request in the comments :) don’t be afraid!)

#boys planet #boys planet 999 #han yujin icons #han yujin #boysplanet #boys planet han yujin #boys planet fics #boys planet imagines

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igotkpoops · 1 year ago

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CRUEL SUMMER

I'm drunk in the back of the car

summary: a vacation trip to seoul won't be bad right? yet having a thing with a stranger is right.

zerobaseone seok matthew x fem! reader

genre: fluff, a little bit of angst, fling

warning: cursing, drinking, some smau

not proof read

"gate 8 is now open for seoul, south korea"

"that's our cue come on now y/n"

it was once again summer when y/n and her friends planned another trip. with the help of the spinning wheel on where would be their next destination.

one of her friends texted on the group chat.

as they finally landed, they hurriedly went into that van that was waiting for them. as for the short king, y/n didn't have the balls to start a conversation with him.

soon, they arrived in their rented airbnb, for 5 weeks. quickly unpacking some of their clothes, as their first thing to do in south korea. is visiting itaewon, infamous for its nightlife.

bret was busy doing y/n's lavish makeup as the others were doing last-minute touch-ups, and taking photos of themselves and each other.

"who's ready?!" drew screamed as they went out. hailing two taxis.

"y/n's isn't that guy who seated beside you on the plane?" ahyeon told her. now, the group was in the club. bret and drew were finding different boys to make out within the club. eleneor and sammy were on the dance floor. while y/n and ahyeon were at their table, drinking different alcohols.

"he's short but can't deny he's cute though," y/n said before drinking. moments before, one of the short king's friends walk up to the both of them. "hello, my name is sung hanbin and one of my friends would like to take you on the dance floor" he confidently ask y/n while ahyeon was laughing her ass off.

"oh i got to tell this in the group chat," she said before typing. "uhm- i mean, which one?' y/n said as hanbin casually answered. "the guy you sat at the plane" which ahyeon immediately answered hanbin before y/n could.

"of course, i mean our y/n here is single and ready to mingle, she doesn't care about height" as she pushes y/n on the dance floor.

hanbin and ahyeon were now out of sight, it was just y/n and the name matthew.

"i- uh- i'm sorry you got drag ahaha" matthew shyly said. both of them are now at the corner of the bar, drinking, matthew insisting that he'll pay. "no biggie matt"

"could we possibly exchange numbers, and you know?" "i'm sorry matt but i'm not here for a relationship though"

"i could change that"

i'm so bad at this type of genre i'm so sorry huehuehuehuheu

#seok matthew #matthew au #zb1 #zerobaseone #taylor swift #lover #cruel summer #seok matthew x reader #matthew x reader #zb1 x reader #zerobaseone x reader

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peachithings · 4 years ago

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Furniture Shopping (M)

Main Story // The Series Masterlist

Summary: The move-in date has been determined so you decided to take your boyfriend with you on a day packed with furniture shopping and a casual date to end it.

Pairing: Jaehyun x Reader

Words: 6.3k

Genre: established relationship au, idol!jaehyun, youtuber!reader, fluff, smut

Warning/s: yet another chapter of tooth-rotting domestic fluff ('cause why not, right?), graphic explicit smut in the form of: brief fingering, shower sex, squirting, multiple orgasms, slight cockwarming (if there is anything that I missed, please do tell me so that I could add it here)

Author’s Note/s: This is 18+, minors, please do not interact. I know this chapter is long overdue :( my mind was honestly all over the place as to how i wanted the flow for this chapter to be so I kept changing stuff. But alas! I have written a flow that satisfies my imagination for this series. Also, don't hesitate to message or send an ask about your thoughts on this chapter or for the series!

I hope you’ll enjoy this chapter as well!

tags: @seodojaezz @keeach @hyunniebuns @jaehyvnsvalentine@sunshinedhyuck @bts7aus @gyukult @tobiobb (pls tag or message me if you would like to be included in the taglist!)

With the move-in date closing in, you’ve decided to drag your boyfriend down to the very overrated Ikea to check out some furniture that could catch your eye or something similar to the pins you’ve saved from your Pinterest account.

Apartment Series Ep. 04: Furniture Shopping, Dates at an LP Café and a Ruined Wine Night??

“Hi, guys! I’m back with another vlog for my Apartment Series. And today, I’ll show you guys how I drag Jaehyun out of bed and go to Ikea with me, because…” pausing for a moment as you take a peek through the crack of your bedroom door if your boyfriend is still asleep then going back to the living room area. “Obviously, to look at furniture but I’ve also been craving their salmon,” you confessed. “If nothing goes well in Ikea, we might go to another place that sells furniture. But I couldn’t remember what it is called,” pausing for another moment to check through your messages on your phone, “It’s a place recommended to us, uhm… it’s called Ahyeon furniture street. I’ll make sure to link it down in the description box below.” you informed your viewers just in case they also want to get some new furniture for whatever reason it may be. “Okay, let’s wake up our sleeping giant,” while you stood up from where you were sitting and slowly walked towards your room. Once inside, you placed the camera on your desk checking once if it’s at the right position and angle. You then made your way over to your bed where Jaehyun was sleeping soundly, getting ready to jump on him. You tip-toed closer and closer to the edge of your bed and when you’re about to jump on him, he suddenly sat up and said, “Boo!” making you squeal and fall on your bedroom floor. You held your hand over your chest where your heart resides and said, “Shit, Jae!” your boyfriend, laughing his ass off on the bed. “Babe! It’s not funny,” you pouted, tears threatening to fall. He instantly noticed and hurriedly went to embrace you and said, “Sorry, baby,” while he gently pats your back.

When you’ve calmed down, Jaehyun looked around to find where you placed your camera, and once he found it, he looked into the lens and said, “Prank, failed!” with a chuckle after.

“You’re mean,” pouting your way through his heart.

“Babe, you were literally going to startle me while I slept,” he reasoned out.

“I was only going to wake you up, not scare you,” you pointed out. “There was a huge difference, Yoonoh,” you added.

And that was all it took for Jaehyun; calling him by his legal name, to realize that he had gone quite overboard. He immediately attached himself to you chanting that he was sorry.

You sighed with relief and hugged him back. “It’s okay, love,”

“Can you ever forgive me?” he asked while sporting puppy dog eyes for maximum effect.

“On one condition, though,” you informed him.

“I’ll do anything, whatever it is,”

“Wow, that was fast. What if my condition was for you to murder someone?”

“Babe, we both know you’re not capable of requesting such things; your heart is too pure,”

“And how would you know that pretty boy?” you challenged him.

“I just know, babe. So, what was that condition?”

“Go furniture shopping with me?”

“I’d definitely go with you even if you don’t ask,” he replied. “Plus, it’s for our new home,” he added.

“Oh?” you gasped, shocked that it was that easy to drag Jaehyun to go shopping for furniture with you. “I really thought that I would have to, like, drag you out of the apartment today?” you confessed. Jaehyun gave a disbelieving look and acted hurt with your confession. “Wow, babe,” impressed with his acting, “I can’t believe you’ve such talent for acting!” you praised. Jaehyun laughed and replied, “I’m going to take that as a compliment, thank you,” and kissed your forehead.

You pouted, “I really meant to praise your skills, dumb ass!”

“Okay, whatever you say, babe.”

Your boyfriend stood up from your bedroom floor then extended his arm to help you up. “Why don’t we get ready now?” he said seductively in your ear so that the camera wouldn’t pick it up. You nodded in response and went to turn off the camera.

“I’ll wait for you in the shower,” Jaehyun announced, going out of your room and into the bathroom. You hummed in response.

You heard the water from the shower run indicating that your boyfriend is now fully naked in the shower. This knowledge has started to moisten the muscles between your legs. It’s been a year and it seems that he still affects you like a horny teenager, making you wet with just the thought of him.

You then followed Jaehyun in the bathroom, discarding your clothes one by one with your boyfriend watching you intently as if he’s watching some kind of porn; your actions were seductive and your eyes tell more than your body has. He knows because he started it after all. And he will do something about it.

After removing every piece of cloth that covers your body, you walked over to Jaehyun in the shower and started to kiss him; slow and intimate. Jaehyun mirrored your actions, his hands starting to move towards your ass and massaging it lightly making you moan against his lips. He took it as an opportunity to travel down your neck, careful not to make any marks while he leaves wet open kisses. Lips traveling further down your breasts; his most favorite valleys. One hand moves towards one of your breasts, alternately massaging and pinching your nipples earning yet another moan from you and making your head fall back from the pleasure he was curating with his actions. His lips simultaneously capture the other breast, with actions alternating from sucking and lightly biting.

The hand on your ass now traveling between your legs, cupping your lips lightly. He quickly finds your clit and massage it. Without any warning, slipping two fingers instantly inside of you. “S-shit,” you moaned, the pleasure building up quickly with his ministrations.

“So warm and wet,” he hummed.

“All for you, love.”

He continued to finger you until you climaxed; your first orgasm of the day. He didn’t let you recover from the bliss and lifted your leg and pushed his throbbing member between your legs. Inch by inch, he felt your pussy around him, hugging his member tightly.

“So, good.” He moaned.

He began to move within her, slow and even. Each thrust made you moan while he grunted. Each moan you made, drove him wild. He lives to please you and make you produce those pretty sounds from your lips that he truly adores.

A few thrusts later, moans grew into squeals while gasps into pants which alerted Jaehyun that you were near your peak. Thrusts getting faster and sloppier as he chases both of your highs. He kept thrusting into you as you spiraled to your completion; your second orgasm. He tried his best to hold his own orgasm as he tried to squeeze in another release from you.

“Jae, I c-can’t,” you pleaded, already fucked out from the releases you had.

“C’mon, love. Just one more,” he grunted. “I know you can handle one more,” he encouraged.

With each thrust, you moaned his name and screamed it then your whole went rigid. Finally, with another thrust, you shuddered beneath him with your juices flowing out while Jaehyun followed behind, releasing his seed in you and painting your walls white.

He slipped out of you as he let go of your leg. He kissed you on your cheek.

“Hot. As. Fuck.” he exclaimed, earning a chuckle from you as a response.

You both continued to wash together in the shower. Then proceeded to get dressed and ready to go out.

Deciding to wear one of your trustee checkered wide-leg trousers paired with cream-colored cropped long-sleeves. Choosing your only luxury bag that was gifted by Jaehyun on your birthday; the Prada Re-Edition 2005 shoulder bag. To which you have politely declined at the time saying that it was too expensive and that there were other bags similar to it at a much more affordable price but, alas, your boyfriend seemed to secretly put the bag in your closet without your knowledge with a note attached to it: Please don’t reject my gift. You deserve this and much more. Happy birthday, babe! I love you.

The vlog then transitioned to you in the passenger seat of Jaehyun’s car.

“Hi, guys! It’s now a bit past noon, and we’re now heading to Ikea. Well, technically… But Jaehyun left his wallet in my apartment,” playfully rolling your eyes to the camera, “So he is quickly getting them first,” you informed your viewers.

“Oh, also, I’ve kinda forgotten to tell you guys that I recently bought a new vlogging camera. Truthfully, I actually bought two. Let’s start with this one since I can show you guys this one right now. This is a six-megapixel camcorder from Xacti and the main purpose of me buying this is probably for the aesthetic purposes it could potentially produce,” you informed while you showed the camcorder, opening it to let the viewers see what it fully looked like. The video then transitioned to a video captured on the camcorder while you had your voice-over running over it, “This is how the video captured on the Xacti camcorder looks like, and this,” pointing the camcorder on the second camera you bought, “is the other vlogging camera I bought,” you continued. “It’s called Canon Vixia Mini X which unfortunately has been discontinued by Canon. But luckily, Jaehyun found someone selling it on the internet,” while pointing the camcorder to your boyfriend that is walking towards the car waving at you with his wallet in hand, “So, babe, if you're watching this vlog, thank you for sourcing this out for me.” with a finger heart appearing from the bottom of the frame. Then Jaehyun opens the car door and sits in the driver’s seat, buckling his seatbelt on, “Babe,” he called out, making you turn to him with the camcorder still recording him. He raised his hand and showed his finger-heart to you, making you chuckle. “That was so cute,” adoring him behind the lens.

“We’re currently in Ikea now, but ___ went to the washroom first,” Jaehyun informed while he was on the escalator, going up. “But I’ve messaged her already that I’ll go ahead and line up in the restaurant and she replied with ‘go ahead, babe’. Contrary to popular beliefs, ___ likes Ikea’s grilled salmon fillet more than its famous meatballs.” He shared with the camera resting on the top tray of the trolley. “Truthfully, I don’t think I’ve ever seen her order the meatballs before. Every time we eat here, which is a few times a month, by the way, she always orders grilled salmon fillet with rice and extra sauce in a ramekin. I’m not kidding guys, without fail, that’s always her order,” he shared, then proceeded to order the food from the server on the other side.

“Are you oversharing again?” You asked your boyfriend who is about to walk over to the drinks section and was taken aback by your sudden appearance.

“Yes, I am. I was telling everyone your go-to food order here.” He said with a smug on his face.

“Hey, wipe that smug off your face,” you warned him. “I can’t help it if the salmon and I had spark rather than the meatballs,” you reasoned out. “Plus, I can definitely make better meatballs than what they serve,” you added proudly.

“That, I know and would definitely back you up on that,” Jaehyun replied.

Both of you proceeded to get drinks and a slice of apple pie for dessert, paid for them and sat down on a table near the window.

The vlog smoothly transitions to you and Jaehyun walking around Ikea with the camera on a tripod resting on the cart.

With your boyfriend pushing the cart, navigating through the infinite aisles of Ikea where you learned the hard way never to let go of your parents’ hands when coming here because it is honestly one of the worst places to get lost to especially when it gets to the bigger furniture where it’s hard to navigate through those ceiling-high stainless shelves.

“I think we should get a daybed,” thinking out loud for your boyfriend to hear and give his opinions on your own thoughts. But he was silent, waiting for you to voice out your own opinions first before he provides you with his’

“Like, I want to get a daybed for the makeshift studio that we’ll be doing in one of the extra rooms we have. It’ll be a nice hang-out spot for us too,”

“Yeah, that’d be nice. I also think that it’s going to be a great spot for you to read on when I’m gaming in the living room or when the boys’ come over to play or watch with me,” Your eyes soften at him, How did I get so damn lucky to have this man? You thought. “Also, I know how you tend to read until you fall asleep. So it’s a better choice than to get a sofa, don’t you think?” He continued, still scanning through the aisles. “Also, I think I may be able to use it to lounge when you’re pulling up an all-nighter since I don’t want you to go too far from me in our own home,” he added with a smug plastered on his face, proud of himself to make you blush that easily.

Cute, he thought. I’m never letting go of this beaut.

“We should get some new sheets too!” You announced, trying to change the subject.

The vlog then continues on to a time-lapse of you and Jaehyun going around Ikea, picking up essential stuff along the way. Well, mostly essentials. You have also included some clips where Jaehyun was acting around the furniture showrooms and playing around with the stuffed toys with a voice-over of you saying, “I present to you, Jaehyun Jeong, a twenty-four-year-old man with a heart and mind of a five-year-old.” Transitioning then, to you and Jaehyun on the self-service counter to pay for the things you’ve both bought.

Which then transitions to you back in the passenger’s seat of Jaehyun’s car.

“Okay, we’re now back in the car,” you greeted. “We’re heading to Ahyeon furniture street to check if we’ll be able to find a desk that I like. Also, I think we’ll also check if we’ll be able to find a dining table we would like.” you continued.

“I’ll show you guys what we bought in Ikea later. We bought new bed covers! Because Jaehyun doesn’t give a damn about putting one on his own bed, as you could previously see on their relay cam vlog. If you guys haven’t seen it, I’ll link it down below in the description box,” teasing Jaehyun who is now driving out of Ikea’s parking lot.

“Guys, please do not judge me,” he said while keeping his eyes on the road in front of him. “It was because ____ removed the covers and put them in the laundry on that same day I was going to film my relay cam and I forgot to tell her that I didn’t have any extra,” he reasoned.

“Uhm, excuse me! You told me to remove your bed covers and put them in the laundry since you were doing laundry that day too,”

“I was just teasing babe,” he chuckled.

“You’re getting on my nerves too much in one day,” you said while you try your best to pull a poker face but failing instantly because you could not hold in your laughter.

Jaehyun poked your side which caused you to keep laughing, “That’s what you get for teasing,” he said all while he kept his eyes on the road.

Focusing back to the camera’s lens, “Anyways, guys, we also bought a few pieces of furniture that we decided to get delivered to our new home. Jaehyun and I decided that the day of our move-in date would be dedicated to cleaning, so we hired someone to get the place thoroughly cleaned and sanitized. The next day, we could move in and get our things settled.”

“Yes, _____ is super excited to get the place decorated already.”

You smiled brightly, showing everyone that Jaehyun’s statement was nothing but the truth.

The vlog transition started with you walking on the street full of furniture shops, your back facing the camera. Then you turn back to face your boyfriend, his hand extended for you to hold on to, re-creating the infamous pose for couples.

“That was a tad bit cringey for me,” you laughed while you walked through the streets, making Jaehyun chuckle from behind the camera. Jaehyun kept recording you and made sure that your camera would also record the things he says behind the camera.

This girl right here is the most precious person I have met. Well, besides the members. I think I’ve established myself well enough that my members are precious to me. He chuckled, zooming in on you.

Babe, I know we don’t get to spend time with each other often as other couples do, but I hope you’ll always remember in your heart that whatever happens, I won’t give up. You turned to Jaehyun, smiling wide and bright, your eyes sparkling. I won’t ever give up on you; on us. I’ll forever fight to keep us going, to keep you forever in my arms.

I love you. I’ll always love you forever and a lifetime more.

To anyone, that little scene might just come off as Jaehyun's proposal to you. But he couldn’t care less of what others would think, what matters is that he is comfortable enough to show off that you're his girl and that he totally got his ass whipped for you and only you.

Also, while you were editing this vlog, seeing that little clip Jaehyun has secretly recorded on your camera made you weep. Not even cry, weep. The short clip moved you, it touched your heart; it definitely made a pretty big impact on you. Needless to say, it had plastered a huge, bright smile on your face for the whole week.

That’s just what Jaehyun does to you. You don’t know if he is aware or not, but all the little things he does mean a lot to your hopelessly romantic ass. Because to you, it was always the little things that matter the most; it’s the most important for you. And even without telling it out in the open with him, he checks out all the boxes. Jaehyun is the most perfectly imperfect person and frankly, you don’t want to be with any other person.

The vlog continued on to you and Jaehyun going into the furniture shops, checking out the furniture.

“Love,” endearingly calling Jaehyun, “What do you think about this dining table?”

The table is rectangle-shaped with curved edges, made up of wood. It was a great contrast to the monochrome home you were going for, it would add the right amount of color to your home with Jaehyun.

“It looks good, it would add a great accent to our home,” Jaehyun replied, his statement has gotten you taken aback because you could have sworn that maybe he just read your mind for a moment there.

“What?” He chuckled, breaking you out of your little daze. “I’m sorry?” You asked, confused as to why because frankly, you didn’t notice you were staring at your boyfriend for a minute until he asked ‘what’.

“You were staring at me like you saw a ghost. What are you thinking, hm?”

Did I mention how much he knew you? I might have probably said that quite a few times right? It’s just that he had you all memorized and engraved onto his mind and heart. It’s practically impossible to forget even the slightest detail of you. Like, if he suddenly gets amnesia, he would still remember your touch and the sound of your voice. Also, he did that all in just a year into your relationship with him.

“Nothing,” you started, fiddling with your fingers. Jaehyun noticed and reached out to hold your hand in his. “It’s just… I was thinking of the same thing you just said, and...” you paused for a moment, Jaehyun stayed quiet waiting for you to continue. “It just made me realize that you might know me better than myself,” you added and chuckled.

“Just like in that Dan + Shay’s song,” he started and sang,

“I’d spend ten thousand hours and ten thousand more

Oh, if that's what it takes to learn that sweet heart of yours

And I might never get there, but I’m gonna try

If it’s ten thousand hours or the rest of my life

I’m gonna love you”

How did I get this fucking lucky? You thought. There is nothing I would want more than to be with this man for the rest of my life and even after. I’ll cherish and take care of you always, my love.

“Shall we buy this, then?” Jaehyun asked, moving the camera’s subject to the elegant wooden table in front of you. “It’ll go well with black chairs,” you both said at the same time. You both looked at each other in shock. “We really do think alike even if we have different attitudes,” you laughed.

“We’re now in a cafe that also sells LPs.�� You informed the viewers while seated at a table in a corner. “Jaehyun is getting our orders. We only ordered an iced coffee and we’ll share a slice of cake.”

“We’re originally here because _____ wanted to buy some records she had been wanting to buy. We’re trying to see if they have it,” Jaehyun stated while he tried to get into the frame but miserably failed because only one of his eyes was captured.

“Jaehyun just failed to be in the frame because he’s sitting across from me,” you laughed. “Come sit beside me, idiot,” you teased, making your boyfriend laugh.

Wow, fuck. That laugh… I’d like to hear that forever. You thought while you were staring at your boyfriend with fondness emitting from your eyes. You really couldn’t help it; can’t help but love him, can’t help but adore him and all of him. His characteristics, attitude, personality, all of his quirks, his heart, mind, and soul. Everything about him just makes you fall even harder and deeper than ever before.

The vlog continued with two of you now in the frame, caught from the table next to yours. Your conversation still got picked up because of the mic that sat on the table between the two of you.

“I hope they have at least one of the LPs I want,” you said while giving Jaehyun a pout. “If they don’t, will you then let me source it out for you?” He asked, almost kind of begging to let him help you find the LPs you wanted.

Jaehyun knew how long you were looking for those LPs even before you voiced out that you wanted to buy them. You were trying so hard to be subtle in buying the LPs because you know very well that once your very sweet, kind, and hot beau finds out, he will be ready to jump into action and have it sourced out for you but your stubborn personality didn’t let him. Instead, you kept it from him for a while. Even so, he understands you and still patiently waits for the time that you would let him help you.

“I’ll think about it, babe,” you replied, winking at him after.

Jaehyun was persistent. Even if you didn’t want him sourcing it out for you, he had already asked his manager to check other record stores for the LPs. Right now, he was just waiting for his manager’s updates. Speaking of the devil, his phone notified him that he had received a new message. Fishing his phone out of his pocket to check from whom and what the message was about.

I got a hold of both LPs. Are you going to take it?

Manager 17:28 Read

A smile crept up to Jaehyun’s face as he read the message his manager sent him. He has been for his manager’s update for more or less a week now and was really anxious to surprise you with them.

Yup, I’ll take them. I’ll get them later.

Jaehyun 17:30

Oh, don’t tell ____. It’s a surprise hehe

Jaehyun 17:31 Read

You’re incredibly whipped 😂

Manager 17:35 Read

Jaehyun left his manager on read, clearly not denying the statement. He has no intention of hiding that fact but he does want to be subtle about it when in public, knowing very well that not everyone is keen on watching or seeing public displays of affection.

After that little update, Jaehyun has become more giddy, blood rushing through his veins with excitement to surprise you.

“Come on, babe! Let’s check the records they have,”

“Okay,”

You both roamed around the café checking the records that were meticulously organized in the countless shelves.

“Did you find them?” You asked your boyfriend who is carefully checking each record in the Country shelf while you check the Rock shelf. Jaehyun shook his head in reply.

You walked towards the counter to double check with the clerk working at the record store and asked, “Hi, excuse me. Do you guys happen to have a copy of The Best of Eagles?”

“I’m sorry, but that record is very hard to get hands on,” the clerk said. “It’s a rare record.”

“I see,” you pouted. “How about The Very Best of Elton John?”

“Oh, sorry miss. I’ve already sold my last copy yesterday,”

You returned to Jaehyun, defeated. Sadness creeping in and evidently consuming the light in your eyes.

“Are you okay, my love?” Your boyfriend knew just by looking into your eyes, so he didn’t even try to ask you if the record store had any of the records you wanted. It broke his heart to see you like this but you couldn’t help but be sad because you’ve searched for those records for a long time, may more or so be right about the same time you met Jaehyun.

You shook your head in response.

“Hey, baby. Cheer up,” sandwiching you between his strong arms. “Let’s go for some wine, yeah?” You nod your head in response, sniffling a bit because you got teary-eyed for a moment there.

Jaehyun escorted you out of the store and went back to the car. You decided to cut the vlog, not wanting to continue anymore because of the disappointment you had at the record store, cheerfulness gone down the drain; you were simply not in the mood anymore.

Jaehyun drives you back safely to your apartment, walking you in to make sure nothing bad happens especially with your state of mind. Reaching the front door of your apartment you said your thanks to your boyfriend for stringing along with you on this jam-packed day but also said sorry for killing the mood in the end. Jaehyun didn’t respond, instead, he cupped your face, looked deeply into your eyes and kissed you passionately. “I love you,” the only words that had formed in his mind and blurted out because his head and heart was full of love for you. Only for you.

“Good night, baby.” You bid farewell.

“I’ll text you, okay?” He informed you as he kissed your forehead. You gave a quick nod in response to him.

You went inside your apartment and got ready for bed. The activities of the day had drained your energy and with that heartbreak you felt at the end of the day had used up the remaining energy to the brim.

“Hi guys,” Jaehyun greeted in his car. “Well, we were supposed to go to a wine bar tonight. Unfortunately, ____ shifted moods after our visit at the record store café.”

He then started the car and drove out the parking lot of your apartment complex.

“I already took ____ home to her apartment and seeing that sadness overcome her bright and cheerful eyes, broke my heart.” Pausing for a moment while he takes a turn. “But fear not, people!” He exclaimed, eyes focused on the road. “I have been sourcing the records she wanted without her knowledge and with the help of my manager.” Smile spread across his face. “So, manager-nim thank you so much for helping me, you’re part of the reason why I can make my girl happy again.”

The video continued to showcase him driving and reaching his destination, the place where his manager and him decided to meet up, in SM Entertainment Building. Jaehyun thought it would be the safest place to meet up just in case there were photographers following him, the surprise wouldn’t be ruined or there wouldn’t be rumors of such going to surface.

It then transitioned to his manager giving him the LP records and him giving his thanks to his manager behind the camera. Then, transitioned to Jaehyun back in his car, still in the parking space of his company’s building.

“I got the records,” he informed the camera as he showed a happy dance while seated in the driver’s seat. “So, here are the records,” pulling the LP records out of the paper bag it came with. “The Best of Eagles and The Very Best of Elton John. Both of which are of rare copies, in mint condition. I believe I was told that these were taken care of extremely well and was bought back in the days that these re records first rolled out in the market.” There was a brief pause while he appreciates and adores the records in his hands. “Her mood is going to take another hundred and eighty degree turn; she’s going to flip out,”

And with that brief video of Jaehyun and his little surprise, he safely drove back to your apartment, went up to your door and rang the doorbell.

*ding dong*

Jaehyun waited for you to open the door but no answer. He then decided to let himself in, since he knew your passcode anyway. He typed in your code, and the door unlocked. When he opened the door, your apartment was quiet; a little too quiet for his liking. At times like this, whenever he lets himself inside your apartment, there is always some kind of background noise. Like a series on Netflix playing on your television or laptop, sometimes soft, light music plays through the speaker via bluetooth on your phone but most of the time it is music that plays through the speaker from a record in your turntable. But there was none of that background noise emitted from your apartment tonight; Jaehyun got a bit worried.

He instantly knew he had to check your apartment to search for you. He places the LP records on the coffee table in your living room, also checking if you were maybe passed out on your couch but you were nowhere to be found in the living room. He moved to check your bedroom but you were not there either. And now the last place, your bathroom. He carefully opened the door while he was silently praying that you would be there in the tub, taking a peek, a sigh of relief came out from his mouth; you had drifted off to sleep in the tub. A smile crept up to his face again, tranquility surrounding the both of you with the scent of the candle you had lit.

He crouched down the edge of the tub, nudging you lightly to wake you up from your slumber. “Love,” he called for you with appreciation laced in it. Still half-asleep, your boyfriend helped you out of the tub and drained it. Also helping you dry yourself and wrap a bathrobe on your body. He even helped you dry your hair and brushed it through.

After getting you all dried up from root to toe, you are now awake and ready to go to bed but Jaehyun has other plans tonight.

“Babe, I know you’re pretty tired and all but I have a surprise for you tonight. I’ll set up the camera in the living room, I want to record your authentic reaction for this.” He informed you so you could at least try to look decent in your pyjamas.

You walked to your living room with Jaehyun sitting on the floor, your camera placed on the coffee table and beside your loving beau, a paper bag. You sat down beside him and waved hello to the camera.

“I hope you don’t mind, but I took your camera with me to get your surprise when I dropped you off here earlier.” He started. “Are you ready?” He asked.

“Yes,”

Jaehyun handed you the paper bag. “It’s pretty vintage, but all in mint condition.” He shared.

You opened the bag, peeking into it, two square sleeves prominent to your eyes. “Oh no,” you gasped while both hands flied to your mouth for cover. “Jaehyun,” eyes welling up with tears. You jumped to him and hugged him tightly. “Babe, too tight!” He joked. “I know you have been looking them for a long time and even before you asked me to come and source it, I have already asked help from my manager to reach out to a few contacts so that wouldn’t have to suspect me of anything,” he said and by the time he finished, you were already sobbing, overwhelmed with appreciation for your boyfriend. “Baby, I don’t know what to say,” you sniffled. “Thank you, I love you.”

He didn’t respond instead, he latched his lips on yours and passionately kissed you. His hands didn’t shy away from roaming around your body, forgetting yet again that the camera is still recording. You hands cupped his face wanting to get closer to your boyfriend.

One of his hands traveled down in between your legs, shoving your pyjama shorts to side to gain access. “Fuck, no panties?” He groaned as you moan against his touch. “You’re so fucking hot like this; pupils blown out from arousal. Shit,”

“Fuck, I can’t wait any longer.” He said as he picked you up in a bridal style and waltzed towards your bedroom.

He gently dropped you on your bed, carefully pulling down your shorts only to discard them on the floor. His index finger making its way between your legs. “Wet already?”

He didn’t waste any more time and latched his mouth to your clit sucking lightly making you moan louder from the sudden pleasure his mouth had given you. Then he licked a stripe, flicking your clit after. He repeated his ministrations for a few times and each time your moans get louder. Jaehyun then inserted two fingers in your cunt to help him make you come undone.

“Jae, more, p-please.”

He moaned in agreement with you as he pumped his finger faster, curling them up to stimulate your g-spot. You whimpered and moaned as you rocked your hips against him.

“Cumming… I’m c-cumming,” waves of pleasuring coming undone in you, squirting juices on your boyfriend’s face as he lapped on you. Licking you clean.

Jaehyun hurriedly discarded his clothes and said, “On your stomach, babe.”

You didn’t question his demand and obeyed him. You turn your back to him, patiently waiting for him. Jaehyun aligned his shaft to your cunt. “Ready?” He asked as he rubbed his member in between your lips making you moan in response. “Use your words, baby girl,”

“I-i’m ready,”

And with your cue, he swiftly inserted himself into you, filling you up to the brim. The tight feel of your walls surrounding him feels so wet and warm; pleasure overwhelmingly too good for him. After a while, he begins to thrust into you ever so slowly; taking his time to savor the moment of being inside of you.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he groaned, picking up his pace a notch. The girth of his member successfully filling you up and poking all the right spots makes you moan his name as if it was a chant.

“Baby, f-faster,” you demanded as a whimper escaped from your mouth. Jaehyun gladly obliged, picking up his pace yet again to satisfy your pleasure. He continued to a brutally fast pace, his hand making their way between the two of you, attaching it on your clit, massaging it to stimulate more pleasure for you. You were close and Jaehyun sensed it, holding on to his pace, “Come for me, baby. Come all over my cock,” He egged. Like on cue, you came undone beneath him, squirting juices and making a mess all over his cock and your sheets. You noticed his thrusts getting sloppier as you clench around him, “F-fuck, babe!” He groaned. “Do that again, p-please,” he begged as he chases his own orgasm, you obliged his request; you clenched around him again and again and again. “S-shit,” he gasped as he released his seeds in you without prior warning coating your walls white.

Jaehyun stayed inside you for while, still savoring the warm feeling of your walls. After a few minutes, he carefully slipped out of you and went straight to the bathroom to clean himself and get a damp towel to clean you up. When he came back to your room, you were still in the same position as he left you, on your stomach with your legs still hanging by the edge of your bed. He chuckled, seeing that the activity had drained you up once again and had succumbed to slumber already. He proceeded to clean between your legs then gently lifting you, tucking you in bed, and slipping in beside you as he drifted to sleep with you by side.

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D*ck-N-Out

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Word count: 10k

Sometimes you never know how much you’re craving something until you get that first taste, and you’re tasting plenty in the back of your local In-N-Out restaurant

Fast F*cking Food Masterlist

You pull into your parent’s driveway, their red brick and blackish gray shingles looking like it did when you left for college two years ago. It’s not big compared to the other houses, but when you first moved in at the age of thirteen, it was the biggest house you’ve ever lived in. Now, it’s just a home that contains so many memories, you hope your parents never move.

Turning off the ignition, you gather your bag and phone before exiting your car. The second you step out you can hear your mom’s high pitch cheers as you turn to watch her run down the steps and towards you with arms wide open. She’s smiling wide and happily as she brings you into the tightest hug you’ve ever been in.

“My baby’s home,” she cries, swaying the two of you side to side.

You let out a choked laugh as you pat her back. “Hi, Mom.”

She separates from you, cupping your cheeks as she plants your face full of kisses. “I’ve missed you so much,” she says.

“I’ve missed you, too,” you tell her, relieved she finally let you go long enough for your dad to bring you into a warm hug that isn’t tight like your mom’s. “Hi, Dad.”

He places a kiss at the top of your head as he mumbles, “Hi, sweetie.” As the two of you break your hug, he adds, "Let's get your bags." You watch him as he goes to the back of your trunk and opens it, pulling out your large suitcase and two smaller bags. You go to help him, but your mom is eager to take you inside and talk your ear off about everything you've already heard over the phone.

"How was your drive? Did you eat breakfast already? Lunch? I heard Theo came back into town as well. Did you see him along the way?" she pries, leading you into the living room and into the spacious kitchen where she plants you on the wooden chair at the table. She gets to work on getting you something to drink and most likely a snack.

Theo. One of the boys from high school you know, but more importantly, he’s the son of your mom’s best friend whom she has known for years. Your mom always wanted you and Theo to get together. She consistently tried her best to get you to go on dates together when they would come over for dinner, or the three of you would be over at their place. Even Mrs. Bonet tried her best a few times because she absolutely adored you. The funny thing is, the two of you did give it a shot at the good ol’ age of fourteen. Clearly the two of you weren't ready to date yet, but with the ideas your moms gave, the two of you couldn't help but see. It didn't work back then, and it won't work now.

"I didn't see him. I haven't seen him since we graduated," you say slightly irritated, looking towards the front door to see your dad place your luggage next to the front door as he closes it and makes his way towards the two of you. He takes a seat across from you as your mom places two glasses of water in front of the both of you.

"Well that's a shame. Especially when the two of you go to the same university," she mumbles, taking a seat next to your dad as she rests her arms on the table. Theo, Theo, Theo—you might as well date him if it’ll mean never having her push you two together so hard. "So, tell me everything," she says with enthusiasm, changing the subject completely and bringing you out of your rant.

By the time you're done telling her the same story she's heard every day, you grab your luggage and make your way towards your old bedroom. You unpack and message a few friends of yours before taking a quick nap. It isn't until you hear a knock at your door that you wake up to the sky turning a pinkish orange. The door opens and your mom's head pops in. "Are you hungry?"

Rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you give a small nod as you sit up. "Yeah. What did you make?"

"I haven't gone shopping, so I was wondering if you were in the mood for some In-N-Out."

"In-N-Out?" Your hand drops to your lap as you frown in confusion. "That's here?"

The door fully opens as she enters the room with excitement in her eyes. "Yes! They opened it about a month ago, and it's always packed, but it's really good!" She claps her hands with glee. "Would you like that for dinner?"

You can tell she really wants you to have it, and you've heard a lot of people talk about it as they open up restaurants in neighboring cities. So, you nod, climbing out of your bed as you reply, "I'll go get it."

"That's okay, sweetie. You drove for four hours already, you don't need to drive for the rest of the day," she says, as you begin to put on your shoes and grab your wallet.

"It's fine, Mom. I haven't been here for almost a year. I want to see what's changed and where this new fast food place is at." You decide, walking with her out of your room and down the hall towards the front door. "Just send me the address and what you want."

After a few more minutes of back and forth conversations, you finally managed to get on the road and follow the directions to the new restaurant. You take the familiar roads you've taken since you were a kid. Things have upgraded and changed over the past year, but the familiarity of certain stores and spots you’ve hung out at have stayed the same. Down this street you had your first kiss with a boy named Seungi. You remember the two of you sitting at a bench eating ice cream in a somewhat awkward silence. The two of you had nothing to say really, until he broke that silence saying you had leftover ice cream on your lips. Before you could wipe it, he leaned in and kissed you. It was the cutest first kiss. A memory you will never forget.

Little pieces of memories flood your thoughts as you continue down the road until the GPS instructs you to turn right at the upcoming stop light.

In the strip mall, you can see an unfamiliar building nestled at the corner next to a McDonalds. The line for In-N-Out is exactly like your parents explained it to be. Long. You pull into the lot and, with your eyes, follow the line of cars waiting to have their orders taken until you find the back of the line, several stores down. Letting out a sigh, you blast the AC, pull out your phone and begin to reply to your group chat of friends.

[Thursday, August 6th, 6:25pm] Ahyeon: We're meeting up right? We have to! All of us are finally in town!!!

[Thursday, August 6th, 6:26pm] Kim: Yes! There’s a reunion party at Toby’s place. Everyone is going so we should meet up there and see everyone we actually liked in high school. I hope the popular ones look like garbage.

[Thursday, August 7th, 6:28pm] Bean: I’m sooo down. Y/N definitely needs to go! She’s the only single one in this group and needs to find a bf or at least get laid

[Thursday, August 7th, 6:29pm] Lain: Single Y/N needs to get pussy tingled~

You send a message to argue your reason for being single. College is more important to you, and your roommate is failing her classes because she’s always with her boyfriend and skipping classes. You’re not looking to do that.

You agree to meeting up at the party as the line moves ever so slowly. It’s about twenty minutes later of texting the group and defending yourself as much as possible, inching the car forward, that you’re finally at the speaker. The menu is extremely short. Three meal items to choose from—to which they’re basically all the same with an exception of do you want cheese, no cheese, or a double pattie, and a few side items to get. So which one do you want? One, two or three?

"Welcome to Dick-N-Out can I take your order?" the voice says through the speaker.

You blink a few times, registering if the guy on the speaker just said dick. "I'm sorry?"

"Welcome to In-N-Out. Can I take your order?" he repeats.

“Oh. Uh”–you glance at the paper your mom gave you of their orders and read it to him. They have jungle fries? Why is it a secret? Taking quick glances at the menu, you quickly pick your order and let him know you’re done with his three item menu. He repeats it back, tells you the price before you scoot your car forward, being short of reaching the first window due to the car in front of you preventing you from going further. Quickly digging in your wallet for your money, you realize you're a few dollars short and decide on using your card. The car in front of you moves forward and so do you, pulling to a stop at the first window.

You can’t see the man's face as he has his back to you, appearing to be talking with someone in the back before he turns his attention towards you. And you swear you feel like you are going to throw up right then and there. To your surprise, a familiar face opens the small window, a look of boredom written all over his sculpted face, dark brown eyes dull and annoyed to be here. Taehyung. “Twenty-One even,” he says, deep voice silky and sending a familiar warmth throughout your body.

You hand him a card, watching him carefully, but not obviously as you wonder if he remembers you the way you instantly remember him. You’ve known him since middle school, and you’ve been in almost every class with him all through high school–hell you were even his project partner once. But he’s Taehyung. He was the most popular guy in school and always had the girls and guys–everyone swooning over him. You happen to have been one of those people swooning over him. He won’t remember you–you weren’t popular in high school and you’re definitely not his type. Girls like Allison are his type: pretty blonde with that cute smile and bubbly personality. You’re not his type, so of course he won’t remember you. You were just another girl in a sea of others.

“Here you go,” he says, cutting you off from your thoughts. You take the card and thank him, doing your best to not sound dejected from your own comments. “Have a nice night,” he says before closing the window and going back to work at taking another customer’s order.

Yup. Another girl.

After getting your food and drinks, you thank the worker before taking off and heading back to the house. You’re going to have to call your friends tonight to ask them about Taehyung. You could have sworn he went off to some university in New York or something, so why is he working here when his parents are loaded and he has money from working with his dad? So many questions and not enough time to ask on this short ten minute drive.

You're lying in bed after finishing dinner and watching a movie with your parents. You can’t deny that the food was good. You also can’t deny that you’re shocked they don’t put salt on the fries but on the side in little packets for you to put on. In your honest opinion they taste better without it, and there’s a lot they give you.

What you can’t get over is life playing a little game on you within those few minutes of talking with your friends since leaving the drive thru. First they tease you for being single and saying you need to have sex like you haven’t had sex in years–in your defense, it’s only been a year and it’s not eating you up like people say it should. You got busy with school and just don’t have time to find a fling. Then at the speaker you could have sworn you heard him say Dick-N-Out instead of In-N-Out. You weren’t imagining it because you suddenly got in the mood to be dicked down. And then Taehyung, your crush of four plus years is working the drive thru and taking your order. What kind of messed up game is that?

You tried to get a hold of your friends, but they were busy and said they’ll all get together for a call either tomorrow night or the next morning. So, you’ll have to wait to spill the beans as to what happened at In-N-Out today. For now you can just scroll through social media to find out what he’s been up to. Find out if he’s still with Allison or not. God you hope not. She’s nice and everything, but she is the biggest bitch you’ve ever met.

Clicking on the app almost everyone is on, you begin your research. You don’t know his username so you’ll have to go through friends of friends to find him, but who first? You click on Emi’s, her being the most active and social out of the group, she’s bound to be friends with half the school. You scroll through her friend’s list until you find Mason, captain of the soccer team. Well, former captain. He was good friends with the quarterback of the football team. Clicking on him, bits and pieces of memories of him come back. He was super sweet, something you don’t expect when it comes to the quarterback after so many stereotypical movies involving them. Jason Seagull, he called himself–strange name, but people loved it. Continuing, you go further and further into the sea of popular students you know until you find her.

Allison.

There’s no way she’s not friends with Taehyung, so you click on her profile, browsing through her page. There’s photos of her at the beach, some sappy ‘I love my life’ crap for the caption, a few photos of her with her friends you recognize, and very little of her at her university–something she bragged about your final year in school. All because it’s an Ivy League. There’s no photos of her and Taehyung within the past year, so your guess is that they’re not together. You keep scrolling and scrolling until you find a photo that you’ve been looking for but still makes your heart jump.

Taehyung and Allison are at some party, people in the background as he carries her on his back. She has her arms wrapped around his neck loosely, her cheek pressed against his as they both smile widely and looking perfect. He still looks the same now as he did in the photo you're staring at. Chestnut curls falling over his forehead and brushing along the tip of his ears, dark brown eyes always a mystery you wish to uncover, and a boxy grin plastered on his face. You didn't see his smile, but you know it's always there when he's happy.

Reading her post on it, you click on his tagged name, feeling your heart race as it takes you to his page. There's photos of him everywhere; the beach, a cafe, at an art museum and so many more places. You continue to scroll down until you find a photo of him at what looks like his university. So, he's still going to school, and your guess is his school ends earlier than yours. You're nosy for another fifteen minutes until exhaustion kicks in and you're slowly falling into a deep slumber.

It's been over a week since you've been home and you're currently getting ready for the party your friends have been pestering you to go to. You'd prefer to meet them at one of their houses, but they're dedicated to partying together. They want to see everyone from high school and see you at the same time. You really don't have a choice but to agree.

Jumping into your jeans, buttoning and zipping it closed, you do a once over in the mirror. Deciding you look great, you slip on a pair of boots, grab your bag that matches your black top, and head out your bedroom. You head towards the living room where your parents sit on the sofa watching a movie. They look over their shoulder when you say, "Okay. I'll be back later tonight. I might stay at Bean's tonight, but I'll let you guys know later." As you grab your key off the hook you say your goodbyes and head out the door.

Closing the front door and locking it, you can hear a car pull up beside the curb. There's a honk as you turn around to see a familiar dark green car parked in front of your house. All four doors open and your friends pile out of the car cheering as they run to you and bring you into a group hug. You chuckle as you greet your friends, finally separating from them to get a clear view of their faces. Ahyeon, Lainey, Emi, Bean and Kim look like they did when you six graduated high school. Beautiful, young and full of life.

"Y/N, you look as beautiful as ever!" Kim says, cupping your cheeks and squeezing them.

"You guys look amazing, too," you compliment, rubbing your cheeks lightly when she finally let go.

"Ready to party?" Emi asks, wiggling her body in excitement.

"Let's party!" Lainey cheers, grabbing you and Bean's hands, dragging you towards Bean's car. The other girls cheer as they follow, all six of you pilling into the car. With the music blasting, the vehicle starts forward and towards the destination.

It takes around half an hour to get to the party where there are cars lined up and down the street, people standing outside the house, laughing and chatting. It takes Bean a minute to find a spot to park her car, but she finally manages to get a spot rather close to the house. Getting out, you fix your top clear of wrinkles as you drape your bag on your shoulder and follow your group of excited friends. Ahyeon loops an arm through yours as she smiles at you and walks alongside you down the sidewalk.

As you reach the party house, you immediately see a few faces you recognize. They notice your group and smile, a loud "hello" can be heard over the blasting music. You try your best to say hi as you're dragged into the building, the music louder than you thought. The pop music is blaring through the house, the vibrations running up your body through your feet and your eardrums rattle with every beat. Everything smelled of alcohol, sweat and there’s a faint smell of pizza. There are dozens of bodies within the confined spaces of the house. You can see them lining the stairs, the hallway and a few heading out the back door.

“Let’s party!” Bean screams, grabbing hold of an excited Lainey as the two make their way through the large crowd and towards the kitchen where the alcohol must be. You shake your head as the rest of your group laughs and the four of you follow in suit. Reaching the kitchen and the line of ice chests that held all types of alcohol, Bean passes out bottles that she knows each one of you likes.

Kim takes a light pink one, the words “Soju” written in fine print on the bottle as Emi happily takes a dark green bottle muttering, “Finally, someone has class in this place,” as she twists the cap to her gin and tonic. You watch as Ahyun eyes Kim’s drink curiously before requesting the drink, Bean happily giving your friend the same beverage.

Lainey is digging through the fridge for a bit before she triumphantly pulls out a carton of chocolate milk. “I’ve got the goods,” she calls out in satisfaction.

Finally, Bean digs further into the ice chest before pulling out two bottles of Svedka and hands you one. You take it, reading the title again. It’s strawberry lemonade flavored Vodka. It looks like the bottle should be split between people, but you happily twist the cap open knowing she has no intention of sharing hers and expects the same from you and you hold out the glass towards the center for a “cheers!” before taking a swig of the rather delicious content.

It doesn’t take long before you surprisingly finish your first bottle, not feeling much yet as you toss the cap to your second into the bucket pile of bottle caps and head outside for some fresh air. In the far off distance of the backyard, you can see a table with two empty chairs. Everyone who is in the backyard is swimming in the pool, sitting at the available chairs closer to the stereo and cases of alcohol.

Making your way around the pool and running people, you walk past the small rose garden the owner of the house created. You hope no drunk idiot ruins such beauty. Taking a seat at the table, you take another drink of your beverage, feeling the cool liquid slide down your throat, your cheeks warm and slightly pink. As you watch the partygoers dance the night away, you begin to think of where they were in high school. Who was the jock, the cheerleader, the band kid and so on. It amazes you how people don’t see that status now—how the once popular girl is holding hands with the basketball player, their smiles bright and happy.

You feel a tinge of jealousy as another couple practically go at it in the corner of the yard, their hands all over each other while a few people yell at them to take it somewhere else. You never took a chance at dating in school because you were so focused on finishing with the highest grades possible. You got valedictorian, a 4.0 GPA and wanted to get into the best school possible and enjoy life in college. You did… to an extent. You haven’t had a boyfriend in a while and, much to your dismay at agreeing with your friends, you haven’t had a fling in longer time than that. Being home could mean having that chance to go crazy. The question is whether you’ll do it or not.

A figure appears at the chair next to you. You look up and see Taehyung standing there, a half empty bottle in his hand. He’s looking off at the partygoers as he asks, “This seat taken?”

“No,” you reply, voice small and can be barely heard over the blaring speakers.

Taehyung takes a seat, his attention finally on you as he takes another swig of his bottle—its content now a quarter full. His eyes are half lidded, cheeks a shade of pink and smells of a woodsy spring lingers around him with a mixture of alcohol. He sets his beverage on the table and asks, “Didn’t I see you at the drive-thru the other day?”

You stumble over your words, taken by surprise. He actually recognized you. “Uh, yeah. That was me,” you answer, voice still small and not as confident as you hope it would be.

“We went to Bayside,” he states matter of factly—tone not even showing a hint of questioning.

"Yeah," you begin, shifting in your seat a bit, "we did. We had art together our senior year."

He's quiet for a moment as he studies you, his eyes looking from your eyes to a different body part on your face. You wonder if he's trying to remember seeing you in class. He sat at the back to the right while you sat at the front on the left side of class. You could never get a good look at him through all the students sitting in between, so Taehyung definitely could not see you.

"We had math the year before that, too." You think back for a moment, trying to remember if he's right. "You sat in the middle by Nathan," he informs, and then it clicks. He's right. The two of you had math together. He sat in the front—three people in front of you. You're honestly surprised he remembers that.

"Yeah," you mutter, tone clearly shocked.

He grabs his bottle and takes a final drink. "Why do you sound so shocked?"

"I-uh-I just wasn't expecting you to remember something like that," you confess.

He hums. "It's hard to forget someone like you," he says, standing up from his seat. "I'm gonna go grab another one. You want another?" he asks, gesturing to your beverage.

"Oh-uh, yes please," you answer. You watch him make his way towards the house, giving small nods to the people who greeted him in slurs. As he disappears, his comment lingers in your thoughts. What does he mean by you being hard to forget? Is that a good thing or a bad thing? You’re not sober enough to think hard on this, but you can’t help but wonder what he means. Maybe you should ask.

“Here you go,” Taehyung says, interrupting your thoughts. Blinking, you take the bottle, watching him as he uncaps his drink and takes a seat. “Which school did you end up choosing?”

“What?” How much does he know about you? Is it possible that he’s guessing you decided to go to college?

“You talked a lot with your friend”—he snaps his finger, eyes looking above you in thought as he tries to remember a name—“I can’t remember her name—she’s blonde, hair short to her shoulders…”

“Bean?” you question, brows furrowed in confusion.

“Yeah. Bean,” he confirms, leaning back in his seat. “You talked a lot with her during art about the universities you applied to. You’re super smart, so I’m wondering which school you decided to go to.”

Seems like he just knows a lot more than you thought. Hell, you never thought he’d take interest in your options when you first applied, let alone ask about it now.

“I decided to go to Sloan,” you answer, finishing your drink in your hand before placing it on the table and grabbing your new one. “What about you?”

He rubs his eye slowly, clearly tired and drunk. “I stuck around and went to Bayside, but I just transferred, so I’m heading to Seatree in January.”

Your brows raise in surprise. “Congratulations,” you tell him. “That’s a difficult school to get into.” Seatree is number three in ranking of Ivy Leagues—better than the one here. Getting into a university like that takes a lot of hard work. You hold out your bottle towards him. “To your acceptance,” you say.

He brings his drink to yours, clinking it and says, “To you getting out of here.”

The two of you talk for a while. You talk about high school, the professors you hate, what your future goals are, and so much more. You’ve never had a conversation last this long with Taehyung. You’re enjoying every bit of it.

He chuckles shaking his head. “He just pulled his pants down and that was it,” he says.

You laugh, wiping a fallen tear from the corner of your eye. “I can’t believe he did that. All to avoid having to take a final?”

“Yup. That bastard made up a lie and got a way with it. He took the final later and had enough time to study and pass the class.” He finishes his last bottle, placing it on the corner of the table filled with the rest of the empty glasses you two created. “There are so many more stories I can tell you,” he adds, shaking his head at all the stories that are possibly running through his mind right now.

“I’d love to hear them,” you slur, smiling like the biggest idiot in the world. You would love to have been there for half the stories he’s already told you.

He smiles his heart winning smile and states, “It’s a shame we didn’t talk in high school. There are so many stories I could have told you that I don’t remember.”

Your smile lessens to a small one. You look down at your empty bottle. “You and I are from two different worlds, the platform to connect us doesn’t exist.”

He hums in disagreement, earning your attention. You watch him as he looks from the crowd slowly growing smaller, then he looks towards you. “Talking with you would have been worth it.”

Your mouth opens lightly, obviously surprised by his statement. What does he mean by that? That sentence has a lot of conclusions, and you don’t know which one to take. You’re too intoxicated to deal with these questions right now—especially when he’s saying all these words that make your heart flutter and bring up familiar feelings you had forgotten all those years ago when you graduated high school and never saw Taehyung again.

Maybe you should ask him on a date. Ask him to one night where it’s just the two of you like you wanted to when you first realized your feelings for him. Maybe today will be the day where he says ‘yes’.

“Y/N!” Kim’s voice calls from across the yard. You look towards her and the rest of your friends. “We’re leaving,” she yells, hands cupped over her mouth.

You get up, grabbing as many empty bottles as you can. “Guess it’s time for me to go,” you tell him when you can carry no more. “Nice talk,” you add. Saying your ‘goodbye’ you turn and leave, making your way towards the waiting group.

“I’m always working night shifts,” he shouts. You stop in your tracks and turn to look at him. He looks confidently drunk as he says, “I always close alone—best time to visit.”

You’re grateful for your already red cheeks because you are blushing so hard right now. You say nothing and turn around, closing the gap between you and your friends. They all eye you with smirks on their faces.

“Was our little Y/N hanging out with Taehyung?” Ahyeon teases, waving her finger at you.

“From what I saw, Taehyung was flirting with her,” Lainey adds, her brows raising in a knowing manner.

“He wasn’t flirting,” you counter, shaking your head as you head towards the barrels running along the wall of the back of the house. “He was being polite.” You dump all the bottles in one of the empty barrels.

“He basically told you when he gets off work. He’s waiting for you to show up and give him the best sex of his life,” Bean states, crossing her arms over her chest. She knows you best, but she doesn’t know Taehyung, and he is definitely not waiting for you to have sex with him.

You roll your eyes in slight annoyance. “Who’s driving?”

“I am, party pooper,” Lainey answers, tone clearly bummed you’re not letting them have their fun with teasing.

“Let’s order pizza and watch movies,” you say, hoping your suggestion will bring the group’s mood up a little. Thankfully it does and Lainey drives you all to Bean’s house where you have your own party in her basement and finally crash around sunrise.

You’re debating with yourself as you lie in bed on a Wednesday afternoon. The sun is setting, giving your room an orange like glow to the white walls. Since you last saw your friends, and after their constant drunk teasing—well, besides Lainey who only drank chocolate milk the entire party, you are honestly considering whether you should go back to In-N-Out and see what happens with Taehyung.

Sure you almost asked him out, but you were completely drunk and had so much more confidence than you do now. You’re sober and practically pushing away those thoughts.

If fate wants you to go and ask him out, then it needs to appear before you now and tell you to do it. Yup. Fate needs to hurry up and show you this sign.

Your stomach growls, interrupting your thoughts. Climbing out of bed, you head out of your room and towards the kitchen. Your parents went to a party with their friends, so they'll be coming home late. You're on your own for dinner. Opening the fridge, your eyes scan for something to eat. You stand there for a bit, but nothing looks appealing. A small realization hits.

Is this the sign? Is this the sign telling you to go to In-N-Out?

You contemplate for a bit, trying to think of excuses to not go and see him, but you're not convincing yourself hard enough. In fact, you're telling yourself to dress up and head over there and see him.

The next thing you know, you're in your room looking for something cute to wear. You grab a mustard yellow sweater and light blue jeans. Slipping them on, you begin to do your make-up over and over until you're satisfied with it and you almost believe a professional did it rather than you. You went light on the eyes with a bit of brown and yellow eyeshadow and the darkest red lipstick you have. Fixing your hair just a bit, you're finally satisfied with yourself and get up from your vanity chair and go to your closet to grab a grey coat that stops close to your ankles. You dig further into your closet until you find a pair of forest green colored heeled boots and put them on. When everything is complete you do a once over in the mirror before heading out your room and down the hall.

Grabbing your bag and keys, you head out the front door, locking it and entering your car. Putting your car in reverse, you drive out of your driveway and down the street towards Taehyung's workplace.

What are you going to say when you get there? Are you just going to ask him out immediately? Strike up a conversation at first, get him interested in the conversation and then ask him out? What are you going to do? Say? What's the startup topic you're going to begin with?

With all the thoughts running through your mind, you didn't even realize that you made it to the restaurant and you're currently in the parking lot staring at the building a few feet away from where you're parked. You take in a few deep breaths and gather up the courage to exit your car. With your bag's strap draped over your shoulder, you clutch it tightly and begin your walk across the parking lot and towards the entrance doors.

When you enter the building, it's not as packed as you thought it would be. Your guess is because it's almost ten o'clock and no one really has dinner around this time. Walking up to the cash register, Taehyung is nowhere to be seen. Is today his day off? Did you fuck up already?

The man behind the cash register looks you up and down, making you suddenly aware of how fancy your outfit is at a fast food restaurant. You're suddenly self conscious, but you play it off like you wore this with purpose. You could have just gotten off work—what's it to him? You give the man your order and hand him your change, accepting the receipt and cup before heading towards the drink dispenser.

After filling your cup, you find a seat at the back corner next to the window, looking out onto the parking lot. Finally taking notice of your surroundings after realizing that Taehyung isn't here, you realize that the drive thru is the shortest you've ever seen. You were so wrapped up in your fear of attempting to ask Taehyung out that you finally realize that you're way overdressed. You feel ridiculous for dressing up to go to a fast food restaurant and order food.

"Order number eighty-seven," a worker calls, and you get up from your chair and head towards the front. Stepping up to the counter and grabbing your tray, someone says, "Nice outfit." You look up from your food and at the person standing in front of you on the other side of the counter to see Taehyung. He's wearing a white collared shirt with the In-N-Out logo on it, and a tug boat hat with the logo on it as well.

Why does he look so damn good in it?

"Thank you," you mumble, looking away feeling suddenly shy.

"Enjoy your meal," he says, earning back your attention. "You look cute by the way," he adds before turning away and disappearing into the back, and as you watch him disappear, he’s wearing white pants with a red, short apron. You can’t help but admire his ass until it’s gone.

Taking your tray, you head to your seat and begin to eat your extremely late dinner. As you eat you begin to debate with yourself once again. Are you supposed to wait until closing time for him? That's three hours from here. How slow do you need to eat for it to be closing time? Will it just be him or will his coworkers be here as well?

In the end you finish your meal and leave immediately after. You didn't have the courage to stick around.

You're back again, dressed less fancy and currently crossing the parking lot to the entrance doors.

It's been a couple of days since you were last here, but you gathered the courage and came back to do what you couldn't do last time. You even came at a later time so that you don't have to wait over three hours for him to get off.

You enter the building and stand behind the person currently having their order taken. You look towards the back to see if you can spot him anywhere. So far you don't see him.

"I can help next in line," the cashier says, and your gaze is towards her as you step up to her register. You give her your order, hand her the change and take the receipt. "We'll call you when your order is ready," she tells you as you thank her and head to fill your cup.

You wait at your table for a few minutes eyeing the back in hopes of seeing Taehyung. Even when your name is called you still don't see him. It takes you a good fifteen minutes to realize that Taehyung isn't working today and you leave the building with low hopes.

You're back again! This time he has to be working and you can’t leave either! Walking inside the restaurant, you immediately notice Taehyung working the register, staring down and messing with the keys. You exhale, mentally motivating yourself and make your way over to him.

When you reach him, he looks up at you and smiles, sending a million butterflies to flutter in your stomach. “Third time’s the charm—” You interrupt him.

“Let’s go on a date,” you tell him, gathering all the courage you have tonight. He’s grinning now as he says nothing but stare at you, and you suddenly lose all that courage as you mumble, “O-only if you want to.”

“Are you going to stay this time?” he asks, resting his palms at the edge of the counter and leans forward just a bit. “I don’t want to end my shift and not see you here. Again.”

A light blush creeps across your cheeks. “I’ll stay,” you answer, playing with the bottom of your red shirt.

“Okay,” he says, standing up and begins to press buttons before opening and closing the tray to the register, reaching down and placing a cup on the counter in front of you. “On the house.” He goes to the back and you grab the cup, heading to fill it with your choice of drink.

After receiving your food, you eat in silence, and about ten minutes after you began eating, you watch as several employees leave the building. They chat amongst each other clearly happy to leave an hour before closing.

An hour? Where are they going? You look to the front and see no one. Is Taehyung still here? He didn’t leave you, right? That would be a fucked up move if he did—

The lights cut out, with only back up lights filling the dim room. A figure appears from the back, walking around the counter and towards the glass doors. It takes a bit for your eyes to adjust but you eventually realize it’s Taehyung as he locks the doors. You hear the keys jingle before he places them in his apron pocket. You swallow a lump in your throat as he walks over to your table, taking a seat across from you.

“You in the mood to start this date now? My shift ended early.”

You can’t help but giggle. “I’m okay with starting now,” you reply, grabbing a fry and taking a bite out of it.

He smiles a familiar boxy smile. “Good. So, since our last conversation, I managed to come up with a few more questions.”

You hum. “Shoot.”

He adjusts in his seat, leaning forward and resting his arms on the table. “I always thought you and Bonet were a secret thing.”

You cock your head to the side in confusion. “Me and Theo?” You shake your head this time and correct, “We did go out once, but it didn’t work out.”

“Why? Too young?” he implores.

“That, and he had a crush on August. They’ve been dating since August and Theo came out around the same time,” you comment. He nods in acknowledgement. “Now I have a question for you,” you say.

He chuckles. “Shoot,” he repeats.

“Why are the jungle fries a secret?” you inquire, taking a drink from your red and white cup.

He furrows his brows. “That’s your question?”

“Are you avoiding the question?” You raise your brows, fighting back a smile.

He can only sigh. “It’s not on the menu, but it is online and we do make it if asked. That’s why it’s a secret.”

“That’s a strange reason,” you comment, taking a bite out of your burger.

“My turn,” he says, and so the two of you spend almost an hour basically playing 20 Questions. Finally he asks, “Walk with me while I make sure everything is ready for tomorrow before we head out?”

“Sure,” you agree, picking up your tray and getting up from your seat to dump it in the trash, placing the tray on the shelf above the trash can.

Following him behind the counter, you scan the back with eager eyes. From all the movies and shows you’ve seen revolving around working at a fast food restaurant, it looks almost the same. Stations for each employee to focus on, fridges for cold items and trays full of vegetables. Taehyung is busy double checking everything, and as you watch him, you can’t help but think of all the possibilities he could have working the night shift.

“Have you ever had sex back here?” you blurt out, full of curiosity, but not really thinking of what you just asked.

You watch as he turns to look at you in surprise. “You’re curious as to whether I had sex back here or not?”

You shrug. “I’d be surprised if you did,” you state.

He shakes his head and turns his attention back to the items in front of him. “I have,” he answers, and your mouth opens slightly in shock. “Had to delete the footage because I realized the camera caught us.”

“No way,” you mutter, voice clearly surprised.

He laughs, “There are a lot of rumors that’s happened on BTS.”

“Like what?” you implore, taking a step towards him.

“There’s this weird dude that works at Arby’s who is way too dedicated to his job. He’s a sign spinner— the cowboy at the corner. People say he fucks people in bushes,” he tells you.

"No way," you say in disbelief. "There's no way someone would be sneaky enough to have sex in a bush out in the open. Cars drive by, and no one has seen them?"

"He has yet to be caught." Taehyung shakes his head in his own disbelief.

"So, everyone is having sex in their workplace it seems," you comment, watching him as places everything back where he found them.

He walks further towards the back with you following after, stating, "I only know of Arby's and obviously here. McDonald's, Starbucks and the rest of the places I don't know if they're as creative as we are."

"Creative," you repeat with a chuckle.

He stops in his track at the back room where you can see the first window where people pay for their food to your left, and a closed door to your right with a small gold plaque with a sign 'manager' printed on it.

"You feel like seeing the creativity I can come up with?" He asks, a brow raised in a questioning yet teasing manner.

You can't help but laugh a little louder. "You can trick your manager once, but you're not getting off trying to be "creative" a second time," you tell him, using air quotes for his term of being dirty in a fast food restaurant.

He grabs his hat and tosses it up behind you. You follow the cap as it flies across the hall and catches perfectly the camera facing the two of you. Your head whips back towards him as he stands there with his arms crossed over his chest. “Your move, sweet.”

With warmed cheeks, you utter, “There’s no way…”

“Whatever you want to do, I’ll play along. If you’d rather go on a date at a park or just chill in the car, okay.” He takes a step closer, his body inches from you, breath fanning your lips as he adds, “If you want to get creative, I’m more than happy to do it.” His eyes glance to your lips before going back up to your wide-eyed ones. “Your call.”

You feel like you’re about to burst with how close he is. You can see his eyes so clearly—the lust that’s hidden beneath those chocolate colored eyes. The hunger that’s looming over you, teasing you and sending chills throughout your body. He’s not even touching you, yet you can feel his hands brush along your skin with a hot trail following after. You want this just as much as he does.

So what’s stopping you?

Crashing your lips to his, you grab a hold of his shirt and bring his body as close as possible to yours. Taehyung doesn’t hesitate to cup your cheeks and kiss you with as much need as you. Lips move along each other with hunger, teeth biting bottom lips, tongues grazing along flesh, begging for entrance.

The two of you are not patient at all as he helps you remove your top, quickly doing the same with his own. He cups your clothed breasts, squeezing and groping roughly as his tongue swirls around yours, his hot breath making your skin feel sweaty.

You run your hands through his hair, pulling roughly, earning a groan from him as his hands travel behind you to unclasp your bra. Releasing your grip on his locks, you take your bra off and drop it to the ground, the kiss breaking as his lips travel down to your neck, biting and licking until he reaches your breasts. He plays with one with his hand while the other is occupied with his mouth, his tongue creating circles around your nipple, teeth biting and sucking. You moan, closing your eyes and enjoying the feeling. He pinches your other nipple just as hard as he’s biting it.

“Tae—” Your words catch in your throat as he switches, his fingers pinching your already sensitive tip and biting the other. “Go further,” you beg, watching him as he breaks away from your breasts to look at you. “I need your tongue.”

He grins a cheeky grin. “Your wish is my command,” he tells you before getting to his knees in front of you. He sure does take his time with removing your pants as you had already removed your shoes. Grabbing the waistband to your jeans, he slowly lowers them down until they’re at your ankles. You’re quicker than he is and completely remove them by using your feet to hold one side down while the other foot struggles to be free. You kick them to the side once they’re no longer around your ankles.

“Eager I see,” he comments, but he doesn’t give you time to respond as he leans forward and bits your core through your panties. You let out a small gasp, spreading your legs out more for him. He bites and prods with his finger your clothed core, trailing his finger down between your slit. You can’t help but shutter, closing your eyes, enjoying the feeling of it.

You want more, but you wait. You wait for a small build up he’s creating for you until you’re moving your hips against his finger. Finally, he takes a hold of your underwear and pulls it down. Lifting one leg, he completely removes them and turns his attention back to your naked body. He grabs your leg and lifts it onto his shoulder, spreading your legs as far as he can without you falling over.

He doesn’t waist anytime getting to work eating you out. Taehyung starts by licking your bead, earning small hip thrusts from the sudden touch. Little moans escape your lips as you throw your head back, your back arching as he swirls his tongue around your clit, his fingers playing between your folds. You cry out his name as he begins to suck, your body jerking, hands gripping his hair and pulling his head closer to your womanhood.

You’re grinding yourself against his mouth when he finally stops his fingers at your entrance and inserts two digits, sending you closer to your orgasm. His fingers thrust into you, curling and hitting your g-spot with such ferocity that your body is shaking and hunched over, saying his name like a mantra. He doesn’t stop, doesn’t slow down as he finger fucks the life out of you. His mouth never takes a break as he flicks, sucks and swirls around your swollen bean.

You’ve never been with someone as well practiced as Taehyung. He doesn’t stop his movements as he gets you to your high, white spots invading your vision, breath catching in your throat, toes curling and body spasming so hard that when you’ve finished your orgasm, you fall to your knees in front of him. He catches you and you sit on his leg.

Panting roughly, you barely whisper, “Oh my God.”

Taehyung chuckles. “Are you okay?”

You look up at him, your juices glistening from the light in the kitchen around his lips. You clean it off him with your hand. “That was amazing,” you comment, your hand trailing down his chest.

He shrugs. “I’ve got years of practice under my belt.”

You laugh at his statement, shaking your head. “Well, it’s only fair I repay you,” you say, getting to your feet and he does the same. You push him against the wall at the opposite end of the hall, his eyes are full of lust again when you gaze at him. His hands reach for your face, but you stop them from reaching you, adding, “Ah-ah. We’re going to see how long you last before you touch me.”

He groans, “You repay me by not letting me touch you? That’s unfair, babygirl.”

You grin. “Life is never fair,” you tell him, getting to your knees and focusing your attention on his bulge hidden beneath his white pants. You unbutton and unzip his jeans, gazing your eyes up to see him staring intently at you. He sticks his tongue out to lick his lower lips, his eyes full of hunger like you’re his prey and he’s ready to pounce.

You grab both his pants and waistband to his boxers and slowly drag them down until they are at his ankles. His member is hard and almost hits your lips when it sprung free. Your eyes widen at its size, mouth watering at the sight of it, and your core getting wet all over again at the thought of it pounding you into oblivion.

“Remember,” you begin, the tips of your fingers brushing along his penis, “No touching.” You stick your tongue out and lick his tip, his body jerking from the sensation.

Your tongue circles around his tip, deep, heavy breaths can be heard coming from Taehyung. You can see his hand clench into a fist next to him. He wants you to do more—touch you and guide you where he wants you to be, but he’s resisting so hard. So, you take the desperate hint and take him fully into your mouth, earning a low growl from him.

“Your mouth is so warm,” he says in a husky tone. “Fuck.”

You swirl your tongue around him as you bring your head back and then push forward again, taking him as deep as you can. You continue to bob your head back and forth, sucking on his tip every now and then as he moans in pleasure, his hands going up into his hair or balling into fists at his sides. He curses under his ragged breaths, thrusting his hips to meet you at a faster pace.

You release him from your mouth, grabbing his shaft and lifting it up to place your lips on his balls, your mouth opening to grab what you can and suck. Taehyung is moaning louder and cursing more than he was earlier. His legs shake from the pleasure he can’t contain.

“Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck—I can’t take it anymore,” he grunts, reaching his hand down to grab yours holding his girth. He helps you to your feet, quickly getting his feet out of his boxers and jeans, and pushes you backwards until your back is against the cold, tiled walls. You can’t help but gasp at the feeling of it. “I need to be in you, Y/N. I need to feel you,” he pleads, his lips brushing along yours, his member pressing against your walls in a desperate attempt to feel warmth between your legs.

“Please,” you say, lifting a leg up and he takes a hold of it, lifting it higher as his other hand lines himself at your entrance and finally pushes in. The both of you let out moans, kissing each other desperately.

“Fuck, you’re so tight and wet,” he groans, pulling himself out and then pushing back in. “You’re so warm. Shit—I don’t know how long I can last. You feel amazing, babygirl.”

You grab his free hand and bring it to your lips. Taking his middle finger, you put it in your mouth, sucking on it and swirling your tongue around it as if it were his shaft. “Fuck me,” you command, biting his finger just a bit.

“Oh, baby. I’m going to make your legs feel like jelly,” he murmurs, thrusting into you roughly. Your gasp is caught in your throat as he thrusts deeply into you, giving you no time to catch your breath as he fucks you without a second thought. His finger leaves your mouth, trailing down your body and to your breast to squeeze it as his mouth latches onto your neck.

You feel a small pain on your neck from him biting your skin, a soft touch from his hand fondling your boob and immense pleasure as he enters you with a rhythmed pace. You claw his back, clutch his hair as you moan in the empty building, your voice louder than the hums of the freezer that can be heard somewhere in the kitchen.

“Oh my God, yes. Don’t stop, Tae—right there,” you ramble, arching your back as he hits your sensitive spot. “Fuck yes, right there.”

He grips your thigh tightly, breathing heavily into your neck as sweat drips down both of your bodies. You can feel a hickey growing as he sucks on your skin where your shoulder and neck meet. He doesn’t care and neither do you as you try your best to thrust your hips to meet his fast pace, desperately wanting to reach your orgasm.

“Please touch me,” you beg, gripping his shoulders for balance as your right leg, keeping you up, is shaking. “I’m so close,” you rasp.

His hand that was once fondling your breast is immediately trailing down between your bodies and to your delicate bead. He presses his fingers to it and begins his circular motion, creating a friction your body cannot take. You let out a cry as you wrap your arms around him and hug him tightly, shutting your eyes as your high gets closer and closer.

“Fuck I’m about to come,” Taehyung grunts.

“Don’t stop. Please don’t stop,” you whisper harshly, the sound of skin slapping against each other, his skin peeling away from yours every time he thrusts out of you. His grunts get louder, thrusts no longer at a pace you’re familiar with. He’s just about there and so are you.

He picks up the speed as fast as he can with his hand and it does just the trick. You’re screaming out his name as you fall into your orgasm, trying your best not to bite him as hard as you are right now. Taehyung is cursing louder and faster as he continues his thrusts and finally goes still.

The two of you hold one another for a moment with panting breaths before Taehyung interrupts, “Some first date, huh?”

You can’t help but chuckle. “I think the rest of the dates won’t top this one.”

Taehyung leans back to look at you, his chestnut curls sticking to his forehead. “Every date we go on from here on out will always top the one before.”

“You sound so confident,” you mumble, your stomach fluttering at the determined look in his eyes.

“I’ve wanted you since we were in middle school. Now that I have you, I’m not letting you go any time soon,” he tells you with so much determination you can’t help but feel a blush rise and blend in with your already reddened cheeks.

“You’ve wanted me?”

“Why do you look so surprised?”

You shake your head in disbelief. “Because you’re Taehyung. Every girl wanted to be with you. You could have anyone and I’m pretty sure you did—”

“When there’s someone who catches your attention, it’s hard to look at anyone else,” he states, lowering your leg and holding your waist to keep you still. Your legs feel like they’re about to give out on you. “Let me show you. Let me prove to you how much I wanted your attention.”

You’re reluctant. You feel like this is a joke, but as you stare into Taehyung’s eyes, you can’t help but feel like he’s telling the truth. Has he always wanted you and you were too blind to see it?

“Okay,” you mutter. “Show me.”

[Saturday, August 19th, 1:30am] Me: So...

[Saturday, August 19th, 1:31am] Bean: Oh! She lives!

[Saturday, August 19th, 1:31am] Ahyeon: Where have you been Y/N! We’ve been texting all day!

[Saturday, August 19th, 1:32am] Me: I was… with Taehyung

[Saturday, August 19th, 1:33am] Kim: NO WAY

[Saturday, August 19th, 1:33am] Emi: This late?? You didn’t…

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