#Changmin x Frank

[kitsunesx]

@erotichorrors asked “Come on, is this what you want?” (For Changmin)

“I don’t usually think that much about the future, so it is hard to tell what I want.”

[t3kandson]

Friends Thrown In Love

Word count; 5,652

Fandom; The Boyz

Pairing; Reader X Choi Chanhee, Reader X Son Youngjae & Reader X Bae Jacob.

Characters; Bae Jacob, Son Youngjae, Moon Kevin, Ji Changmin & Heavily mentions of Choi Chanhee, slight mentions of Kim Younghoon.

Warning; Angst, Jealousy, References of cheating, Manipulation, Fake Relationships, Alcohol Consumption, Oral (Receiving), Fingering, Hand job, Accidental unprotected Sex, Choking & Squirting.

Notes; Sequel to Friends in Despair.

Happy Birthday Jacob ❤️😘

Taglist; @ilovechanhee @angstenthusiast

“We really should get you checked over,” Jacob said placing you on the bed, your mind numb from the evening’s drama. Dashing from the room he went to the bathroom, sounding like he was running you a bath. Your mind was swirling over the words from Chanhee’s fiancée. He had a new life, here in England with another woman. The pain of the beautiful female with features you could never match burned.

“Y/N,” Jacob said startling you from your self pity party as your eyes took to him. “You ok? you seem very shook up,” Jacob asked sitting by your side. “I’m fine I promise,” you forced a fake smile which he didn’t believe. “Y/N, I would be more happier getting you checked over, please reconsider,” he said cupping your face. “I’m fine Jacob, just a little traumatised,” you whispered. “I know, it was a good thing Chanhee was there,” he said holding your body to him. As if his comfort opened the flood gates you sobbed on his chest. Once you had finished crying over Chanhee, the tears of your guilt towards Jacob encouraged more to fall. Kissing your crown, his hands rubbing circles into your shoulder for comfort, Jacob was silent while he gave you the space to sob. “You should have that warm bath it might make you feel better,” Jacob said finally letting his hands drop. Sniffling you stood thanking him as you made your way to the bathroom. Jacob had sprinkled bath salts and left it foaming with so much bubbles you was sure to disappear sinking in.

After Jacob held you through the night you woke up to the bleeding sunshine. Looking at Jacob resting face where he looked happy and contented, you turned to face him. His hot breath in your face helped you smile at how relaxed his features fell in slumber. Pressing a kiss to his nose he scrunched it and sighed as you smiled to yourself how adorable he really was. However, thoughts of Chanhee wasn’t far from your mind. Slipping from his arms you found yourself sat at the end of the bed with Jacob’s phone, before looking at him in deep slumber. Searching for Chanhee’s Number you found it before using your own to type away to your former best friend.

You @6;02am; Chanhee I think we need to talk, properly.

Watching the phone in your hand like a crazy person, you zoning in for the dots to appear. Just when you felt ready to give up with his usual ignoring you saw signs of a reply.

Chanhee @6.15am; How did you get my number? Never mind, half an hour in the foyer!

Slightly rushing but quietly you left the room dashing to Chanhee. Excitement filling the air at the chance to finally speak to him and at the very least get your friend back.

However, your heart and ego was bruised when you found his fiancée Meghan sat there. “Tea, Coffee or something stronger?” She asked smiling as if nothing was occurring. “Coffee thanks,” you placed a fake smile as you sat opposite her. “I can either bore you with fakeness or we can have a honest and frank conversation,” she said as the waiter left the table with your orders. “Seems the frank conversation is the route you want more,” you replied keeping your voice steady. “Chanhee doesn’t feel anything for you anymore. So you need to stop spending your time chasing him,” she said as she leaned back confidently as your heart shattered. “I’m confused, we’re just friends, I’m sure his family can confirm that,” you said as you smiled sweetly despite your body shaking inwardly from being exposed. Did he tell her those words to throw at you or had she guessed with insecurity. “Do you really think me and Chanhee don’t talk?” She questioned without losing her resolve. “Then you would know that our fathers was child hood friends so we both obviously was too,” you said feeling irritated all of a sudden. “I know, he told me everything, from your former partner to the email. Even to the text this morning hence why he sent me,” she said as you felt the sharp sting in her words. “Starting up his new life here in England was hard for him Y/N,” she said sweetly changing her tone while the waiter served you both your drinks. “Y/N can I ask where you think this is going to go?” She asked as your mind was still trying to process her words. “Did you really think coming to England to meet up with him that he would return to your side with a declaration of love?” She questioned tilting her head in your direction. “No I just wanted my friend back that’s all,” you stuttered out as you felt your mood slip. “If he wanted friendship, don’t you think he would have gone searching for it the second he heard you had split with Youngjae?” She said as you flinched from hearing his name spill. “You don’t know anything,” you said voice breaking. “I know you realised you loved him, I know you Manipulated Jacob bringing you here,” she said pausing to drink her coffee. “I also know that even once you heard he was engaged that you was coming to speak to him in a one last bid chance to reconnect,” she said gently placing her cup down before looking up at you. “You are so wrong I didn’t ask to speak to him about getting with him or anything romantically. He’s my friend Meghan and I want that back,” you said looking directly in her eyes as she smirked. “Yes your right I came here with Jacob knowing Chanhee was here. Yes I’m in love with him, yes I wanted him. But that changed the second I realised he had a fiancée. I was cheated on remember that’s an avenue i’ll never wish anyone to walk down,” you spat out as she softened her features slightly. “Y/N he wants nothing to do with you, lover or friend,” she said slicing you with her words. “I will wait to hear that from his own voice,” you said standing up not wanting to be part of the conversation anymore.

“Fine if that’s what you want,” she said grabbing her phone out as you looked at her with furrowed eyebrows. Sitting back down you watched her dial into the phone. “He really didn’t want to hurt you, neither of us do. But If this is what it takes for you to realise what he really wants then sorry,” she said with fake concern written over her. “Baby, sorry did I wake you,” she said sweetly into the loudspeaker as your heart thumped hearing his morning voice. “No I need to be up anyway,” he said as you listened impatiently. “I’ve just seen Y/N she’s really determined not to let you go,” she said into the phone as your eyes widened. “Well that’s tough isn’t it,” he growled into the phone that felt like your heart was shuddered into tiny pieces. “If I can’t get through to her i think you might have to speak up so she can get the picture painted,” she said pouting into the phone. “Do you want me to speak with her, tell her to leave us both alone?” Chanhee asked as tears escaped. “No let me try talking to her once more, maybe she’ll come to her senses that your relationship in anyway is gone,” she said looking at you with satisfaction. “Ok well hurry up baby, the bed is cold,” he purrs down the phone that has your stomach twist. “On my way baby,” she coos hanging up to look at you with enjoyment at your pain. “Well I did tell you but you wouldn’t listen,” she said placing down some Wons on the table. “Y/N my only advice to you is if you really do love him, to let him go. Because the pain isn’t worth it for either of you,” she said standing up and walking off.

You couldn’t let Jacob see these tears, ones that wasn’t for him, so you dashed to the grounds of the hotel. Finding the peaceful pond in the nearby quiet surroundings, you sat there for what felt like hours sobbing for what you had officially lost. You was never getting Chanhee back. The damage was too badly done between you both because of your words and stubbornness. Meghan was right, you needed to let him go if not for yourself for him. Let him enjoy his new life as Choi New. You sat their in deep thought till dusk appeared.

Making your way towards the hotel you found Jacob pulling his car up looking at you fraught. “Y/N where the hell have you been.” He whimpered squashing you into his hold. “I woke up and you had gone, you had completely disappeared,” he cried. “I had a lot of things on my mind,” you said as he pushed you gently to look your way concerned. “You’ve been crying,” he said tipping his fingers under your chin. “Do you want to talk?” he asked as you shook your head. “I just want to sleep,” you said as a tear threatened. “Have you eaten?” He asked looking concerned as you shook your head. “Let’s drive out for some takeout,” he smiled holding his hand to you as you stared it down. “You need food, this isn’t up for debate,” he said with a slightly demanding tone then usual. Taking his hand he smiled as he walked you to the car. Holding the car door he looked at you in silence as you took a seat in the passenger side.

“I know about Chanhee,” Jacob finally said into the silence as you flinched at hearing his name. “How?” You whispered not sure you wanted to hear what was being said. “Took me a while to work it out, but Chanhee told me about you,” he said as he focused on the road. “He spoke about me?” You questioned with warmth in your heart. “Not by name, but after watching Chanhee being ushed out and you disappearing, alongside the way you’ve both been behaving, I was able to work it out myself,” he explained as you sunk into the car seat feeling defeated. “Wait he’s left?” You said shooting up after the words he used sunk in. “Meghan practically chased him out, he didn’t seem impressed he had the room reserved for a couple days for a photo shoot,” Jacob replied as he drove into a drive through.

“So he didn’t want to leave?” You said hopeful as he looked your way. “I don’t know if I’m honest, I’m worried I’ll give you the wrong answer,” he said looking as if he was scared to say further.

After eating almost in silence Jacob asked you the question you really didn’t want him to hear. “Did you use me to see Chanhee?” He said with sorrowful eyes. “Yes.” You replied honestly as he closed his eyes looking in pain. “I saw on your social media account a picture of you with him,” you said fumbling with your fingers. “If Chanhee told you everything but my name, you would know we was childhood best friends,” you said looking at him as he nodded. “I just wanted my best friend back,” you said as he tilted his head. “A best friend who your in love with?” He asked as you nodded. “So did you use me to get your best friend back in your life? Or was it so you could chase for a life together with him as something more?” He asked as you closed your eyes momentarily. “Both,” you explained honestly. “My best friend as my priority because life without him is unbearable,” you said choking as tears started falling. “But if he felt the same still then yeah I wanted more,” you added as you wiped the tears just for more to fall. “Did I use you, yes I did. But I enjoy your company too Jacob. I see you as a good friend, someone who I was able to have a good time while I was here. So yes I used you but I gained a good friendship with you too from it so I don’t regret it.” You finished sniffling. “Thanks for being honest,” Jacob said opening his hand for you to take. “Let’s get you back to the hotel, you must be tired,” he added choking up himself.

On the way back he spoke about his life in Canada before moving to Korea. You sat listening to everything intently. He seemed to have lived quite the adventure, visiting other country’s. When you got back to the hotel his hands slipped with yours, his beaming smile warming you as if you didn’t just explain your feelings. It remained the same, Chanhee’s name unkept from both your mouths even as you finished your break and returned back to Korea.

That was till the week after, when you got a message asking to visit him urgently. Dashing to his apartment you found him looking sheepish but very anxious. “What’s up Jacob?” You asked walking to his arched body over the desk in despair. “I need a favour, like a big one?” He said peeking up looking like he wished the words wouldn’t fall but he had to.

“I’m your friend you know I’ll help if i can,” you said throwing your arms around him to rest your head on his shoulder. “I said something I shouldn’t have,” he looked up at you gulping. “Hey we’ve all told white lies,” you chuckled as he threw his head back into his arms. “Jacob theirs nothing we can’t do together to right your wrongs .” You chuckled as you stroked his head. “I have a friend coming to visit,” he said tossing his head up to face you before pausing. “What’s so scary about that,” you chuckled at his dramatics. “I told him I was dating someone,” he groaned throwing his head back into his arms. “Is that it,” you sniggered as he said something inaudible. “You have to speak clearer Jacob,” you said ruffling his head as he looked at you deadpanning your way. “Don’t make me say it again please,” he whimpered as you found his meltdown amusing. “I said i was dating you,” he said as he threw his head back into his arms.

His confession stunned you as you didn’t know how to take them. Peeking above his arms he took one look before closing his own eyes. “Oh.” You said sitting back as you looked at him silently having a meltdown.

You reminded yourself of this very man who you had used to get to Chanhee. Would it be the end of the world if you did the same for him with his friend. “I’ll do it,” you said as his head shot up confused. “Huh?” He gasped looking at you in shock as you chuckled. “We’re quits though, no more guilt tripping about Chanhee,” you said prodding a finger at him. A huge smile threw upon his face as he hugged you tightly. “You really should show your vulnerable side more often it’s cute,” you said tapping his back as he looked at you with delight and worry free. But deep down you was worrying that that blurred line was about to be damaged once more. Even though it had been months since Younghoon’s wedding, Chanhee was rarely far from your mind.

“It’s fine, stop worrying,” you said threading your fingers with his at the airport. “What if he guesses and realises what a loser I am,” he said anxiously. “Firstly your not a loser and secondly are you questioning your pretend girlfriends acting skills,” you teased, smiling when he showed you your favourite smile. “I’m sorry,” he chuckled as you rested your head in the crook of his neck.

“Y/N,” you heard the voice before you saw them. Your body freezing slightly, there in your sight was Youngjae and Yejin. Jacob recognising them from work events flung his arms around your waist to hoist you up. “Youngjae,” he said showing possession you never witnessed before. “Wow are you two, wow you move fast,” Yejin said looking excited to see what she thought was you moving on. “Not as fast as you two I hear,” Jacob said as Youngjae winced from his comment. His eyes flashing from your eyes to Jacob’s before focusing on his hold on your waist. “Since when?” Youngjae questions, his eyes looking full of jealousy as it took you in. “I don’t think your in a position to be questioning Y/N on her relationships,” Jacob said as you felt the anger in the arms that was holding you. “Youngjae it doesn’t matter, it’s good, this is good,” Yejin said feeling the jealousy off her boyfriend as she leant into his chest. You could easily say that the betrayal of what they had done hurt more then the signs of romance between them. “It is, we should meet for coffee one day soon,” you said feeling confidence shoot up at you as Jacob looked down at you confused. “Oh yes sounds a good idea,” Yejin stuttered not expecting that reply. “Or maybe a double date, what do you think honey?” you asked looking up at Jacob’s unsure eyes. “What ever makes you the happiest,” he said bending down to kiss your nose. The simplest of movements filled you with calm and security. It was the first time that you felt so relaxed with such an intimate moment. Without thinking your lips pressed to his, pulling away as you smiled at him. He couldn’t fake the grin on his Face If he tried. For a few minutes you was lost in each others eyes, both forgetting Youngjae and Yejin’s presence. “Yeah sounds good,” Yejin said with fake happiness. Youngjae’s face was paled and deep down you took enjoyment from watching him suffer. Especially after everything he let you witness with your former friend.

“Hey you brought me a party,” you heard the voice of who you presumed was Jacob’s friend. “Kev,” Jacob said walking towards him throwing his arms around him as they greeted each other. “This must be the lovely Y/N,” Kevin said making his way to you to hold you in his bear hug. “I’ve heard loads of things about you,” he said after he pulled away. “Hope they was all good,” you said as Jacob found his arms back around your shoulder. “Well your have to bribe me with drinks to get your answers,” he smirked as Jacob rolled his eyes. “Well bet that old boy of yours regretting what he’s lost, but your gain right,” he said wiggling his eyebrows Jacob’s way. “We should be going,” Youngjae said as he felt awkward with Kevin’s words. “Sorry you not here for me?” Kevin said playfully. “He’s the ex,” Jacob bit out as Kevin arched his eyebrow. “I can see why he’s the ex,” he said smiling at you before looking his way to eye Yejin up. “But why is she yours?” Kevin said to Youngjae as he paled. “Nice seeing you both,” Yejin said sounding annoyed as she linked her arm with the silent Youngjae before they both made there exit.

“Wow not actually kidding your well rid, you definitely got the better catch,” he said scuffing Jacob’s head under his arm playfully.

“So doesn’t it affect you working together?” Kevin asked you a couple evening’s later as you sat around the table to eat Chinese food. “Not really, not many people know,” you said looking at Jacob fondly. It had become reasonably easy to convince Kevin of the lie around Jacob. You had been amused the first few times he blushed when you cuddled up to him a little more. But he had settled when ever your moments was intimate as if you really was dating. Enjoying pressing his lips to yours seemed to be his favourite pass time. “Office romance always brings chaos,” Kevin sniggered popping his food into his mouth. “When we know that this is serious then we’re tell HR at the very least,” Jacob said as he took a glass of the whisky Kevin poured. “You telling me this isn’t serious?” He questioned deadpanning you both. “You two are so serious I need a bucket every time I catch you both making those eyes,” Kevin said as you chuckled. “What eyes?” Jacob said scrunching his face at his friend. Jacobs eyes flashes to yours who was smirking that they relaxed as you got lost in each other again. “Those eyes,” Kevin said with his mouth full as Jacob blushed. “He’ll be proposing soon,” Kevin said duck pouting your way. “Well my finger does feel slightly empty,” you chuckled wiggling your wedding ring finger to Jacob’s display. “Oh look at him blush,” Kevin sniggered bashfully as Jacob was lost for words. “It’s ok baby, my fingers can remain as empty as they need to, till you choose to fill them,” you said leaning over to press a kiss to his cheek. Choking on his food he made his apologies as he dashed to the bathroom. Your cheeks brightening red when you noticed the erected dick print shape in his pants. Had you gone too far with your comment? The line blurred a little too much? You couldn’t help but get excited though as the thought of you turning Jacob on. Had your feelings suddenly started to numb from Chanhee and be pushed onto Jacob? You had to admit since Kevin’s arrival you barely thought of Chanhee. Like you had slipped into the role of Jacob’s girlfriend too easy. “He gets too embarrassed easily,” Kevin said stealing your attention from your thoughts. “I know he’s cute when he does that,” you said smiling as you dug back into your food. “You know I’ve never seen him so crazy about a girl before, not like he is with you,” Kevin said seriously. “Thanks,” you smiled into your food taking comfort from his warming comments. “Please don’t hurt him,” Kevin said as he was gently warning you. “I get an inkling that your holding on to your past and I’m worried it might affect Jacob’s future,” Kevin said his eyes looking more serious. “You mean Youngjae? that’s somewhere I’m never going I can promise you,” you said smiling his way. Though you knew Youngjae was a place you was never going back. Your heart stung thinking of Chanhee once again. Reassuring yourself that Jacob knew this wasn’t a real relationship. “Jacob will look after you well, he’s a very loyal man,” Kevin said pleading for his friend once more.

The rest of the week went well. You didn’t tell Jacob of Kevin’s words, instead you mulled over them. You found yourself longing the kisses on show but also the way his fingers entwined with yours. Sometimes you forgot that this relationship wasn’t real. It was Kevin’s last night and you enjoyed every second with Jacob as if it was the last moment that would be spent together in this way. Jacob felt it too, his eyes looking to you as if his mind was capturing every single moment he could steal, while you watched a film at the cinema, the three of you. While waiting for Kevin from the restroom you clung on to him more harder. “Y/N are you trying to break my ribs,” Jacob chuckled as you relaxed your arms a little. “What’s with you tonight your extra clingy, not that I’m complaining,” Jacob said pressing his lips to your crown. “I don’t want to let you go,” you said muffling your voice into his T-shirt. “What do you mean?” He said as he prised himself from your grip. “I can’t imagine my life without our snuggles, our holds, our kisses,” you said looking up to him as he looked lost in your words. “I don’t understand?” He questioned with confusion. “Me neither I just don’t want this to stop,” you said throwing your head back to his chest as silence hit. “Then let’s not stop,” he whispered making your spine shiver. The thought of continuing your close comforting touches filled you with joy and before you could explain that Kevin appeared.

Watching Kevin leave had Jacob smiling ear to ear. It wasn’t that he was looking forward to sending Kevin back home to Canada. But actually that you needed him in a way you never had before. You didn’t know how that made you feel. Did you want a relationship with Jacob? Was you ready to not just let Chanhee go but the pain from Youngjae?

“Just stop playing around and ask him out,” Changmin scoffed when you visited him for a coffee and a heart to heart that you hadn’t had for a while. “But what if,” , “But what what if you fall in love and live happily ever after,” Changmin said cutting you off as he handed you your coffee. “What if Chanhee comes back?” you whispered like the thought of giving up on him hurt. “He’s getting married Y/N, having a life without you. Surely your entitled to the same,” he scoffed grabbing the biscuit’s as he made his way to the living room. “But what if those feeling for Chanhee never leaves?” you said concern still filling your mind. “What if they disappear and Jacob is all you see?” Changmin hit back as you bit your lip contemplating. “He’s a good bloke he won’t cheat or hurt you,” Changmin said passing you a biscuit as you turned it down. “I know he makes me feel so safe and so secure. He’s my umbrella on a rainy day, the sun piercing through the cloud, a flower surviving the winter,” you chuckled how giddy he really made you feel. “Pass me the sick bucket,” Changmin said scrunching his face as you blushed. “But seriously if this is how you feel why are you wasting time when you two can be official,” Changmin said as you realised their was every bit of truth in that. “Your right,” you said standing as Changmin flinched. “I’m going to tell him,” you said firmly as he chuckled. “What right now?” He said looking amused. “Yes if I don’t say it now I don’t know when I will,” you said grabbing your coat.

Walking into his apartment, you used the key you was given to keep up the facade from your fake relationship, you found him cooking. “Y/N,” he questioned seeing you there with anticipation written on your expression. Dashing towards him you threw your lips on his, this time using your tongue to slide against his opening mouth. Your hands falling to behind his shoulder blade to hold him closer as your lips kissed like never before. “What’s this?” He questioned pulling you away from him panting. “Not that I’m complaining,” he added as he looked at you confused. “I want you, I need you more then what we have,” you said eyes searching his as he furrowed them. “Y/N I’m not really into having meaningless sex,” he said in horror as you rolled your eyes. “You don’t understand Jacob Bae, I want to be yours in every way possible,” you said shaking his collar impatience with his slow mindset to what you was saying. “Wait you want to be official with me?” he asked slowly worrying he was wrong. “Yes,” you smiled watching the smile on his face rise. Your heart thumping like crazy from the view. Hands falling through your hair he kisses your forehead. “Is that it a head kiss, I’m your girlfriend and that is all I get,” you pout as he chuckled his safe warm laughter. Turning to turn the stove off he looks back at you, with something in his eyes you’ve never witnessed before.

Lips crashing a lot more hungry then earlier, his hands reaching to pick you up to put you on the counter. Hands falling up your T-shirt towards your clothed bra, his hands removes them from their hold. Groping them as he kisses you, you let him suckle down soft moans. Leaning forward your hands fight for his buckle. Jacob’s lips and hands leave you briefly to release himself, his jeans slip to the floor as you take in the hard bulge in his boxers. “You can take them off right?” he asked teasingly.

Hands falling down the material of his boxers you find the warm hardening skin of his shaft. Feeling soft and silky, yet you can feel his Precum as you roll your thumb around the tip as he moans biting his lip. You find a slow pace to pump him as he spew small moans which your lips find to catch. Lips reattaching, the kisses are softer more passionate as his fingers find your bottoms. Helping to lift your ass to accompany him undressing you, you smile into the kiss. His hands find their way to your throbbing nub as he rolls eights into them. “Fuck,” you whimper under his fingers. You forgot he played an acoustic guitar and how skilled those fingers was making you buckle. Unlatching from you he bends to his knees, his hands pulling your ass to the edge of the counter as he latched his mouth around you. “Shit Jacob,” you cry as your hands grasp the side. Tongue rolling around your sensitive bud his fingers slips into your core. Swiftly finding your soft spot he rubs deliciously. The feelings of his tongue and fingers making your head fall back to the Cupboard. Not caring at the impact as you lose yourself on his tongue and digits. Bringing your pelvis to meet his actions you whimper when he removed himself. “As much as I want to fuck you in the kitchen. I want you to squirt and it’s not hygienic here,” he smirks lifting you up as he carry’s you to his bedroom. “You know I’m not that easy to make squirt right,” you said challenging him. “We’re see,” Jacob said confidently as he placed you on his bed. Placing a condom around his shaft he looked up at you, shy Jacob long gone.

Creeping between your legs he rolls himself against you, letting his member grind against your heat. Sitting it between your folds he thrust gently with the rolls he makes against you. Hands finding his ass to bring him closer as if it was even possible. Placing the tip by your entrance he pushes himself into you as you whine around him. Starting his Rhythm he starts heavy thrusts against you, enjoying the way your nails dig into his shoulders to hold yourself. The tip of his cock is hitting against your walls and you feel with each thrust as if he’s fucking you so dumb with how deep he is. You can feel your coil start to spring as your thighs shake. Feeling you chase your high, he removes himself leaving you whining as you feel empty.

“All fours baby,” he orders as you obey dashing to be filled once more. Slipping himself in a more rushed need, he starts thrusting straight away. Hands pulling at your arms to pull you up as they slither to your neck. “Your mine aren’t you?” he growls into your ears as his thrusts become sharper. Grip tightening when you fail to answer slowly losing your mind. His other hands finds your nub as it swirls around the bud. Grunting in your ear as he chases his own, his hand holds your throat which has you shaking as your high tethers. “Cum baby, cum on my cock,” he orders as his hand squeezes more around your neck. At the same time his fingers of his other hand presses in harsher on your clit. Walls clamping around his cock you feel your body burn with each thrust as you nearer to your euphoria. Loud shrieks fill the air as you lose control feeling the juice of the squirt he promised to steal from you. Mixtures of growls and grunts leave his lip as he finds his own, filling you up with his warm hot cum.

You collapse to the bed the second his hand leaves your throat as you lay there convulsing to Jacobs amusement. “Oh shit,” he cry’s panicking as you flip your exhausted body around to face him. The condom in his hands broken as you instantly realise the heat of the cum was him filling you not the condom. “It’s ok baby, that’s what the morning after pills for,” you lean up to reassure him. “That’s never happened before,” he explains as he looks anxious still. “What that you fuck someone so much the condom breaks,” you smirk as he smiles to himself with the facts you gave. Looking at the sticky and wet bedding he frowns to himself before his eyes take you besottedly.

“Right let’s clean you and the bed up,” he chuckled to himself as he lifts you in his arms once more. Taking you to clean you up he gives you the perfect after care you knew he would.

You and Jacob had been dating for six months now. He was your everything your joy, safety, happiness. Everything was perfect, that was till you opened your mail one morning.

You are cordially invited to the wedding of Meghan Lori & Chanhee Choi..…..,

Your eyes couldn’t read any further. It was like you had forgotten every feeling for Chanhee since dating Jacob. But it was like this invite re brought every emotion back. Why was he inviting you to his wedding when he walked away from your friendship twice. Was you sure if you attended the wedding that your relationship with Jacob would remain intact.

To be continued

Masterlist

[pockyandme]

yellow carnations | j.changmin

synopsis: having a crush on your neighbourhood florist might be something out of a romance book but yours seemed like it came out of a book of misfortune.

pairing: tbz’s q x reader

genre: angst, a bit of fluff

wc: 1.4k

network(s): @kflixnet

warnings: sad ending

leona was listening to: old love by yuji

not proofread 

“welcome!” a very familiar voice called out to you as you entered the quaint flower shop, the bell chiming above you. “oh, hey y/n,” changmin said as he saw who came into his parents’ shop. to be frank, he wasn’t surprised to see you here as you seem to be here every other day for god knows what reason but he just assumed you found comfort in the floral scent.

“hi, changmin. i’ll be at the café stand first,” you waved then pointing to the makeshift drink stand the flower shop had by the corner. he nodded and you took the cue to leave. while the reason you kept coming here was somewhat true, let’s face it, the bigger reason why you came was because of said boy. 

changmin and his parents had moved to your city for the last three years and you still remember how you felt when you first saw him during your afternoon stroll. his blonde hair immediately caught your attention and you made it a mission to find out more about him.

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humming a tune under your breath, you weren’t too alert of your surroundings which lead to you crashing into a guy carrying several plastic bouquets. “woah! oh my, i’m so sorry,” you immediately got down to your knees and helped him pick up the dropped flowers when you regained your senses. 

the flowers were absolutely beautiful and you had never seen them before. an exotic flower? “wow, these are so pretty! i’m sorry i dropped them..” you trailed, finally looking up at the taller male, immediately taken aback by his looks. “heh, it’s okay, it didn’t do too much damage,” he chuckled, gripping the bouquets tighter before continuing, “these are actually crocuses, they symbolise new beginnings.” 

“ooh, how do you know so much?” you were intrigued to say the least, a boy pops up out of nowhere and is suddenly spitting out flower symbols? “well first, hi, i’m changmin. my parents and i just moved into the neighbourhood and we’re setting up our family flower shop just down this road,” he explained. 

“that’s so cool! i’m y/n, i’ll be sure to come visit,” you smiled gently at the thought of meeting him more often. “yea, of course. i have to go now, see you around y/n,” he waved goodbye, a whiff of his perfume lingered in your nose as he walked past you. 

oh boy, he has you wrapped around his finger for sure.

˚◞♡   ⃗*ೃ༄

here you were, sat at a small table, sipping your strawberry acai refresher as you watched changmin mingle with the customers and not hesitating to help them out whenever they needed it. you couldn’t help but allow a grin to form on your face, seeing his outgoing personality. 

“y/n, if you’re in love with my son, just tell me, i’ll do the rest!” changmin’s mom came from the storage room, approaching you with a knowing look. “mrs ji, it’s not like that,” you played it off, a red hue basically forming on your cheeks. “yea, yea, denial is the first step,” she laughed at you before stirring her own mug of coffee. 

the two of you continued your conversation when changmin finally came over when the store’s peak hour was over. “i’ll leave you guys to it,” his mom kinda threw you under the bus with that comment and that smirk on her face but changmin didn’t see it or pretended not to see it because he didn’t say anything. 

“so, may i be of any assistance today, miss y/n?” he asked, jokingly. “hm, i think so, sir changmin! what’s a flower that represents admiration?” you played along, which was something he was definitely not expecting but he took in your words. “well, you could get either dianthuses or dahlias, both have several meanings but admiration is one of the more known reasons,” he placed his chin on his palm, pondering about his flower knowledge. 

you simply nodded but his words caught you off-guard, “what do you need them for?” coughing slightly, you could only reply, “it’s for.. research! yeah! a uni project, mhm.” you didn’t think he was this gullible but he bought your reason and abruptly stood up. he reached behind the counter before he handed you a small A5 sized book, “floriography”. 

when you flipped through it, you were surprised to see detailed illustrations of flowers and their symbols, “oh wow, what is this book?” 

“i got it when i first started getting into this florist industry so i figured this would be really informative for your project, feel free to borrow it for as long as you’d like!” he beamed at you and your heart could only take so much. “a-are you sure? doesn’t this mean a lot to you?” you stuttered, not believing what changmin is doing for you. “i mean, yea but you need it more,” he sheepishly grinned and you only threw your arms around his shoulder. “thank you!” 

you left the flower shop with a giddy feeling, book close to your chest as you hugged it. you did feel bad because first, this book means a lot to him and second, you didn’t even have a uni project. you simply had admiration for changmin. i mean, he was an amazing florist and he could’ve been doing what he enjoys but he instead took care of his family business, starting at a young age. you were head over heels for him.

you were scanning the pages when two flowers caught your eyes. ‘red tulips’ and ‘gladiolus’. red tulips meant passion and love, almost saying “my feelings are true” while gladiolus had the symbolism of infatuation and admiration. seeing these, you took it as the perfect time to send these to changmin. 

it was a really bold step but you felt that you had kept this crush on him for the longest time already, the timing should be right. the worst that could happen was he would reject you and you will have to put up with that..

who are you kidding? your world would probably crash down and you’d die of embarrassment! your own thoughts made this so much harder to decide what to do. but, before you knew it, you were already placing a bouquet of red roses, tulips and gladiolus on the flower shop doorstep, an hour before the shop would start to operate. 

you don’t know what came over you but you felt like you had to run away so you did. run away from these thoughts of uncertainty and insecurity. you prayed for him to return the feelings and you could only pace around the room, waiting for a reply. 

several days had passed and you completely avoided the shop incase changmin would feel uncomfortable because he has yet to reply to you. even though you badly wanted to see him, you’d rather not make matters worse. 

you were in your room, drawing flower sketches all over your notes when the doorbell rang. you begrudgingly stepped towards the front door and was met with a bouquet of yellow flowers. a card on the front had your name on it so you immediately brought it to your room. 

you took a deep breath in before ripping the card apart from the staple. it read, “to: y/n, from: changmin”. wait, changmin? he gave you flowers? oh my god, he gave you flowers! today was a happy day and that was the only thing you could think of.

you hastily opened the card and he only wrote two words in there. “yellow carnations.”

hold on, these words were familiar to you. you’ve seen this in the book he gave you before. you were almost like a mad woman, flipping and scanning through every page until you found ‘yellow carnations’. you hoped for the best but the words written in the book only made you feel like digging a hole in the backyard for yourself.

“yellow carnations symbolise rejection and disdain.”

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Deobi Playlist (EP 7) | The Boyz Imagine

Ep 7: in which Mae and Kevin have THE TALK 

The Boyz x Hospital Playlist inspired drabble series.

Main Characters: Hyunjae, Juyeon, Kevin and OC (Mae)

Sides: the rest of The Boyz.

Genre: fluff, slice of life, comedy, BROMANCE BRUH

EP 1 | EP 2 | EP 3 | EP 4 | EP 5 | EP 6 | EP 7 | EP 8 | EP 9 | EP 10 | EP 11

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“Yeonji?” Hyunjae asks.

“Yunji,” Juyeon corrects.

“Right, Yunhee.” 

“Yun-ji. Yun and Ji.”

“Right right,” Hyunjae pauses, forehead creasing, “Yunji.” 

“Fucking finally.” 

Hyunjae frowns, before throwing his arms around Juyeon in a cuddle. The younger man shrieks like a girl as he thrashes in his embrace, “ew, get off!” 

“I love you,’ Hyunjae says while batting his eyelashes up at him, causing Juyeon to sniff and push the caramel-haired man’s head away, “sure, sure.” 

“Oh I see how it is now, can’t even say it back now that you’re going out with Yeonhee?”

“It’s YUNJI.” 

“Oh shit. My bad. Anyway, same thing.” 

Hyunjae totally ignores the glare that Juyeon sends him, which would’ve sent anyone else running despite the fact that he is an intern. Not many are aware of Juyeon’s childish and easy-going nature because of his serious expression and nonchalant manner of speech. That, as a result, has unfortunately garnered him a reputation as unapproachable. 

Pushing Hyunjae’s face away so that he can shrug on his jacket, Juyeon grabs his bag before he says, “I’m off” and heads out of their shared office.

“Heading out already?” 

“Date night.” 

“But everyday is date night for you guys!” 

Juyeon ignores him.

“Are you going to eat sushi?” he hears Hyunjae call out after him, “Or is it European tonight? Don’t forget to bring some back for me!” 

Juyeon only proceeds to shut the door in his face and is satisfied when only silence resonates in the corridor. He loves -- adores -- Hyunjae with all his heart. But sometimes, the latter can be so loud and noisy that it takes up all of his energy to just keep up with him. 

Nevertheless, a soft smile dances across his lips as he thinks back to his older friend’s pout when he’d mentioned that he was going on yet another date with Yunji, and hopes that Hyunjae can find romance with a possible candidate like Sarang around. If there’s one thing that the said man lacks in his life, it is indeed, someone special whom he can confide into. 

Juyeon makes his way down to the ground floor as swiftly as he possibly can, ducking his head at the right time so that people don’t get suspicious of where he’s going, and only lifts his head when he’s out in the parking lot. Glancing right and left to ensure that the space is void of activity, he strides over to the red used car in the far corner: Yunji’s. 

“Hey,” his girlfriend says as soon as he slides into the passenger seat and closes the door shut. 

He grins back at her and without hesitation, drops a kiss onto her cheek, “hey noona.” 

“You really love calling me that don’t you?” she teases while sliding the car out and onto the road, “so? Where to?” 

With Juyeon’s directions, the pair find themselves parking off the side of the street next to the Han River before Juyeon motions towards a small eating shack nestled between two apartment buildings on the opposite side. It’s orange panel gleams with the words ‘Crispy Kitchen’ and his heart swells twice the size of his chest upon noticing how Yunji’s face lights up.

She looks at him with excitement dancing in her eyes, “fried chicken?” 

He can’t help himself from curling a stray strand behind her ear, “you said you were craving it. That’s the best place that serves chicken, cross my heart.” 

“You’re adorable,” Yunji says, leaning to peck him on the cheek, “let’s go.” 

Two baskets of chicken wings and two beers later, the couple decide to walk off the amount of food by strolling along the Han river. The wind is cold enough to be pleasant but not chilly, and as Juyeon shyly slides his hand into Yunji’s while looking away, he can’t help the smile from breaking across his face when he feels her squeeze back, almost shyly, as if even she isn’t used to such things. 

He had learnt, on their very first date, that she hadn’t had a relationship ever since she completed her Phd program. Her last one had been a complete disaster and the stupid bastard had been found cheating with one of her friends. Ever since then, she’d decided to focus on her career and hadn’t given dating a second thought-- until Juyeon came along.

“I really want to tell people you know,” Yunji confesses, looking up at him through her bags and her glasses catching the city lights in their reflection. 

“I don’t know noona,” Juyeon answers with unease growing in his stomach, “I don’t think they’ll take it very nicely.” 

“Who cares what people say?” 

He bops her nose gently, “I don’t care about me, but what will they say about you?” 

“Well, I don’t care what they say about me either,” she wrinkles her nose, “so why not? It’s not like it’s illegal or anything.” 

“You are my superior. I don’t want anyone thinking that I’m taking advantage of you in that way. Plus, if we tell people, they might separate us whenever we want to work together.” 

She hums in agreement, “still, I hate hiding like this. I--” when her eyes catch his, they are filled with a tenderness, honesty shining through so vividly that it makes his insides go all warm and fuzzy, “I really like you, Juyeon.” 

Juyeon lets out a soft smile and can’t help himself but dropping a small kiss atop her forehead then. She might be older, but she’s so so fragile, and he wishes he could just protect her forever from all the bad things that might happen. This kind of happiness is so fleeting, so outrageous that he fears something or someone might just roll in and break them up as easily as glass. 

“I love you.” 

Yunji’s head snaps up, eyes wide. She gapes at him and he feels like hitting himself for blurting it out like that in the open. Shit Juyeon, are you stupid?! He internally screams, what if she runs away now that your heart is all out in the open?! 

“I--Uhm--I--” his brain tries to scramble together a bunch of excuses, except nothing seems to work, his mind turning to straight-up mush, “sorry, I--” 

Her hands cup his cheeks and before he can finish his sentence, she’s up on her tiptoes to kiss him.

He stops breathing, muscles frozen in place. Yunji slowly pulls back, still so close that their noses brush together as he searches her eyes for an answer.

“I love you too,” she breathes, gentle affection brimming through her gaze, “I really do, Juyeon.” 

And that’s all Juyeon needs to hear really. That her love for him is as clear and as strong as his heart beats for her. 

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Having been sent to the Pediatrics department for the day, Ji Changmin is currently checking and ensuring that all appointments are up to date, when the door suddenly bursts open to reveal a flustered Kevin. The latter glances right, then left, and without sparing Changmin a glance, dives under his desk that faces away from the door. 

Changmin, slightly curious and concerned, peers down at him before chirping cheerfully, “what are you up to, Doctor Moon?” 

“Hiding,” comes Kevin’s gruff response as he internally groans. Why in the world does Changmin have to be his assistant? Today of all days? 

“Why?” Changmin asks.

“I--Uh--Just because. I’m tired.” 

“Why are you tired?” 

“Long shift. If anybody asks, I’m not here.” 

“Why not?” 

Kevin shoots him a glare, “just do it.” 

“Okay, if you say so,” Changmin replies like a cheerful little boy and it takes the doctor all of his self control not to punch him right where the sun doesn’t shine. Mind you, Kevin is a gentle person and it takes someone like him -- meaning, his greatest rival-- to rile him up that way.

His mind suddenly goes blank upon hearing a pair of footsteps rushing through his office door and almost jumps in sheer fright when Changmin’s voice booms through the room without warning: 

“Hi Mae! What are you doing here?” 

Kevin’s body instantly tenses up. Shit, his mind whirls with panic. If she finds him underneath his table, he’s dead meat. 

“Where’s Dr. Moon?” comes Mae’s breathless question. 

“Oh, he’s hiding.” 

Kevin almost curses out loud. The little f*cker.

“What? You saw him? Where is he?” 

Footsteps shuffle. A pause. Kevin can practically hear his heart booming out of his chest and he’s surprised that he’s managed to make it this far without yelping. As if on impulse, he can’t help but clamp his teeth down onto his lower lip, neck tucking between his shoulders like a turtle feeling attacked. 

“Kevin?” 

Mae’s voice is like a slap to his face. He bites down harder, so hard he tastes blood. 

He hears a foot step forward. Then another. Some more shuffling. 

“Changmin, I need a word with Dr. Moon.” 

“Why?” There’s a whine in Changmin’s voice. 

“Because he fucked up a surgery and now he’s going to pay for it.”

“Oh.” Pause. “Okay.” 

Kevin hears Changmin shuffle out before silence reigns over the room once more.

“Kevin. I know you're there."

Trying to hold his breath, his heart almost knocks out of his chest when he spots her shoes scuffle over behind his desk, right in front of him.

"Kevin."

With a loud sigh, the said doctor peeks out from underneath his desk and looks up at Mae's face, whose eyebrows are kissed together and her lips are turned down in an expression of consternation. 

"Yeah?" Kevin blinks up at her in what he hopes is an innocent way.

"So I've heard something interesting about you."

He crawls out of his hiding place like a kid about to be scolded, head hanging as he straightens up with a groan, "I'm very interesting."

She crosses her arms over her chest, "I'm gonna be frank. Do you like me, Kevin?" 

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Tagging: @juyeonzz @thesingingfae1905

[kitsunesx]

“I’m not quite sure of the rules of your world, it seems to be quite fantastical,” Changmin said, watching as Frank gestured around them. The other wasn’t wrong, it really was the kind of place where anything could come true. But that didn’t necessarily mean it would be good things.

“I’ve never been much of a dreamer…”

"Oh~ Don't be that way" Frank cooed. "Perhaps I could make your dreams come true-- Stay here with me.. not worry about the real world.." Frank extended his hand to all around him. "Come now. You can't tell me it doesn't sound appealing.."

[kitsunesx]

@erotichorrors asked "There is so much I'd give you if you'd just let me” (For Changmin)

“I am concerned about how much you are willing to give me,” Changmin chuckled quietly, shaking his head at the other.

[kitsunesx]

@erotichorrors asked massage  :  sender gives receiver a massage but keeps focusing on receiver’s ass. For Changmin

“You know… I can’t help but feel as though you’re trying to tell me I carry a lot of stress on my ass.”

[kitsunesx]

It wasn’t as though Changmin was oblivious and immune to Frank’s blatant attempts. It was just not something he was used to, and therefore didn’t really know how to respond to it. He was really too damn old to be this naïve, he couldn’t help but scold himself.

“I’m not quite sure that you’re as interested in my heart as other parts of me…”

A gentle chuckle, followed by a hum. How cute, he seemed completely clueless as to what was going on in front of him. "Well, perhaps now we can think of the future. What does your heart desire?" A hand rested upon Changmin's knee, his thumb brushing against it.