#Hyerin looks so cold...so cute

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Who am I - Part 3

“Who am I?” is a question that keeps coming up in Y/N’s mind. Impossible for her to remember anything from her past since she was found by her adoptive parents in the woods, at the gates of death. A new family, a new identity, that’s what Y/N has to be content with. However, the traces from her past remains in her and comes back to haunt her every night. What is the tattoo on her wrist? Who is this man in her dream that seems like the only escape of the harsh reality she lives in? Would she finds answers if she found out who is this handsome stranger?

Genre: Mafia AU, smut, angst, fluff

TW series: Please, be aware that this story will contains a lot of triggering content such as smut, blood, death, murder, attempt of murder, betraying, drugs, rape, kidnapping, sexual assault, human trafficking, memory loss and symptoms of PTSD. Do not read if you are under a legal age or if you are sensible!

TW chapter: angst, memory loss, mention of dead bodies, anxiety attack, mention of someone who passed away, Seonghwa is kind of an asshole with reader. Once again, the reader as a really dark past so please read with caution..

Words: 5060

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Chapter 3:

A month had already passed by after my argument with Hyerin, we really did fight a lot but it never lasted long, we always found a way to make up somehow and that’s exactly what happened after a week of me giving her the cold shoulder. She came back to me with a pout, we just looked at each other for a few minutes before she gave me my favorite chocolates in a small and cute bag – this damn girl knew how to talk to me.

I saw San and Hongjoong a few times after this, but nothing in particular happened and I was glad, it would have been too much for me to handle in such a short amount of time.

“Wow, you sure do eat a lot” Hongjoong laughed when I stuffed my mouth with a delicious dessert from our café “Eat slowly or else you will choke on your food” he smiled when I took another big bite “No worries, I have a small mouth but I can take a lot in it” San was the one who chocked at my words, coughing and trying to catch his breath.

“Pervert” I laughed.

We were having a great time, Hongjong asked me a lot of questions about myself and even though I was used to lying, I couldn’t help but feel bad every time.

“I’m full. Y/N you can eat mine if you want” I looked at the plate Hongjoong was pushing in my direction but stopped him the middle way “I can’t eat strawberry’ I shook my head “I’m allergic to it”

I saw him stopped completely, his smile fading away as soon as the words left my mouth. He glanced at San who glanced back and for a moment I thought about what could be so wrong for them to look so serious. It was becoming weird…

“That’s not…a common allergy” San said, not breaking eye contact with me.

“I don’t know” I shrugged “I don’t think it’s a rare one either” I took my straw between my teeth and drank the content of my cup in one go.

The rest of the day was calm, Hyerin and I were basically the only ones to talk while the boys were watching us and sometimes nodding to show some interest in our story.

After some time, we stood up to leave the café but were stopped by the boys.

“Hey, can we bring you somewhere?”

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I sat down shyly with Hyerin on the couch. When the boys told us they wanted to bring us somewhere, I didn’t think it would be Hongjoong’s apartment.

“This is…Do you live here?” Hongjoong laughed and came back from the kitchen with a few cups, followed by San who was himself bringing drinks “Of course, I live here” he said “Why? Do you think I will bring you somewhere else?” he asked.

I shook my hands “N-no! It’s just that…this place is very luxurious. I-I didn’t know you were rich or something” I closed my eyes, embarrassed by my own stuttering. I shouldn’t let myself be impressed, but never I would have thought that Hongjoong could live in such a place. He was barely older than me and the only explication I had was that he was either born with a silver spoon in his mouth or either he was doing shady businesses.

San didn’t look fazed at all, it was probably not the first time he came here after all. He poured a drink to Hyerin with a lovely smile, not caring about me anymore since he could sense that Hyerin wasn’t comfortable either.

“What do you want to drink Y/N?” asked Hongjoong “Nothing, I’m full with what I ate enough earlier” I politely declined his offer with a small smile which he didn’t give it back. He didn’t look too pleased by my answer. As I was about to ask him if he was okay, I heard the sound of shattering glass breaking against the ground “I’m sorry!” Hyerin panicked and tried to pick up the pieces with bare hands without listening to San’s warning tone “You are going to hurt yourself, baby!”

Flashes were quick to appear in my mind, blood everywhere, dead bodies around me. Suddenly, a nauseous feeling appeared in my stomach, my breath hitched and felt heavier than ever. My wrist was burning, as a reminder of what could have possibly happened to me.

I turned my head in her direction and I saw it – a trail of blood in her hand.

Hyerin froze and looked at me while hiding her hand behind her back “I’m okay Y/N, don’t look”

Hongjoong ordered something to San and then took my face between his hands, trying to soothe me with his calm voice.

My body was shaking, my mind cloudy. Everything was all a blur.

I missed how Hyerin yelled, saying to the boys that I had a blood phobia which caused me to have a panic attack every time I saw even a small amount of blood.

“How did you do that?” Hyerin asked “Lemons are extremely bitter, the bitterness of it will bring you out of a panic attack and force you to focus on what is happening in your mouth” Hongjoong calmly stated before standing up “Are you okay?”

San quickly returned with a wedge of lemon that he put in my mouth, forcing me to chew until the acidity of the fruit disturbed the tranquility of my taste buds.

An electrifying wave ran through my whole body, putting an end to my irregular breathing. “You’re going to be okay Y/N, take it easy and follow my breathing” I was now able to understand again what was being said and calmed down quickly.

I nodded “I’m sorry” my cold fingers brushed against each other in an attempt to gain some warmness back.

Hyerin came to my side and hugged me, rubbing my arm with her now, bandaged hand “It’s okay, there’s nothing to apologize for” she put her head on my shoulder, silently giving me some comfort and support.

I slammed the man on the ground, keeping him still thanks to my weight against his torso. He circled my thighs and with the strength of his arms he flipped me over. I felt my back hit the smooth ground before the man gripped my arms to stop me from moving.

“It’s over Y/N” I scoffed and tried to steady my breath.

Jiyeon stood up and came back with a bottle of water “Drink some water” he said with a smile and I repeated the same sentence, mimicking him in one of the most childish ways “I can’t believe I lost once again!” I dramatically let my arms fall on the ground, making my friend laugh his heart out.

“You’re better than before, I’m just too strong for you yet” He sat down by my side “I’m not worried though, you’ll easily be able to defend yourself against an average man” I nodded, still frustrated “Thanks”

He gave me a satisfied nod and changed the subject of the conversation to talk about his crush, how much he was in love with her and how a perfect human she was. I rolled my eyes without containing my smile, it was good to see him so happy and I secretly wished to feel this kind of feeling too.

Jiyeon is the first friend I ever had, or at least the first friend I remember. We both met when I was still recovering at the hospital and he quickly became a confident, someone I could easily lean on without any fear of being judged.

“Do you still have nightmares at night?” he asked “Not as much as before” I lied, not wanting him to worry over something he couldn’t help me with.

I had two or three boyfriends since I moved on with my actual family, but I have never felt the love they described in the books, never felt my spine shivers under the touch of a man, and never felt the sweet heartbeat of my heart quickened when someone brushed their lips against mine.

It was quite the contrary…

During all of my previous relations, I was almost disgusted when they touched me, it wasn’t a pleasant feeling. Their hands were just roughly touching my skin without giving me the love I was hoping for.

“Do you want to go somewhere to grab a snack or something?” Jiyeon asked me after our little training session “I’m gonna pass” I said “I promised Hyerin to go out with her”

Jiyeon gave me the “ok” sign and drive me home before I could decline his offer. We chatted a bit more in the car and soon after, I was already with Hyerin in a mall to make some shopping and buy some clothes.

“Wow Y/N! You are stunning in this dress!” Hyerin exclaimed herself when I got out of the fitting room “You should show your arms more often! You are always wearing long sleeves, what a waste”

I huffed and got back in to change my clothes “Nooo! Let me see you!” Hyerin joked with a whiny voice.

After a while, we went to a nearby café to buy an ice cream “Salty caramel! My favorite” sang Hyerin happily.

We decided to rest in one of the most famous parks in Seoul, it was my first time there but it wasn’t disappointing at all, everything was calm, beautiful, relaxing.

‘I should come here with Yubin, mom, and dad someday’ I thought to myself.

We walked at a slow pace, chatting about some birds that were flying in the sky and puppies that were particularly friendly with us.

Everything was smooth until I saw him.

My legs stopped, unable to move forward and my mouth, agape, let escape a small gasp. My eyes were fixed on the tall man that was standing a few meters away from us “I know him” I said.

My mind and heart were filled with so many emotions, some of them that I couldn’t even describe: Excitement, joy, anxiety, surprise, and the strongest one, fear.

Tall, black hair, tanned skin. There was no doubt: It was my lover in my dreams.

Hyerin followed my gaze until she met the same silhouette I was looking at “Ah” she laughed “Park Seonghwa?” she whispered in my ear not to attract any unnecessary attention from us and mostly not from the man we were staring at.

“I know him!” I repeated once again, shaking Hyerin’s arm.

“Of course, who doesn’t know him, dummy!” she patted my back in a friendly way and giggled slightly “Do you want to go talk to him?” She asked “He’s a friend of San! But there are some bad rumors about him, I don’t know if it’s actually a good idea” she lowered her voice and put her finger under her chin, gazing thoughtfully up to the sky.

“I-I…”

My lips were dry, my heartbeat loud and heavy in my chest. I turned my heels and ran in an unknown direction until my legs couldn’t take it anymore. I heard Hyerin’s voice calling for me but ignore it and never stopped running. What would happen if I talked to him? Will I remember everything or will I just look dumb in front of him? There were too many suffocating questions in my mind, I couldn’t face him, not yet.

-

Seonghwa looked up from the screen of his phone when he heard a female voice calling for someone. He saw two women and one of them was running away, probably a stupid argument between two friends. He couldn’t have cared less.

A stronger man came to Seonghwa and sighed, exhausted by his recent mission “Do you have the information I asked for?” Seonghwa wasted no time and asked many questions to the youngest.

“You could at least ask if I’m okay!” the shortest said in an offended tone “Come on Jongho, you are standing in both of your feet without a single scratch. I think you’ll be just fine” Seonghwa patted his shoulder with a slight smirk.

“So?”

“It was a false trail��again” he tells to the older one “I’m seriously considering the fact that there’s a mole in our gang!”

Seonghwa looked up to the sky, processing the new information while the sun hit his delicate skin with his slight warmness “It’s funny how I was wondering the exact same thing” he chuckled darkly “And let me tell you: If I find this fucker, I will slide his throat until there’s no blood left in his body”

Jongho gulped, knowing very well that Seonghwa was dead serious. He had already the luck – or the unluck – to see his friend kill in the most horrific way, some people that were trying to defy his authority.

Mostly when it comes to the death of his ex-lover.

Seonghwa was a patient man and he was caring towards his younger brothers even if his demeanor didn’t let this part of his personality be seen. However, the oldest of the group had a really bad temper, no one couldn’t contain him when he was angry and he seemed to lose all sanity towards the people that were suspected to be the killer of his loved and missed girlfriend.

“Where are we going?” Jongho asked, sitting in the passenger seat of Seonghwa’s luxurious car.

“I bought flowers for Nae-ri. We are going to visit her grave” he stated and Jongho just nodded his head slightly before watching the landscape through the glass of the window.

Seonghwa parked his car in his usual spot and take a big breath, taking in the beautiful view of the sun meets the ground in a beautiful shade of orange et purple colors. A small face crept into his face as he looked at the horizon, hearing the sound of the wind pushing with a strange softness, the trees around them.

“Seonghwa!” A girl pushed herself in his arms, circling his body with her thinner arms “I missed you”

Jongho huffed and went straight to his lost friend’s grave when Seonghwa’s body relaxed against the woman, patting her head while she was shamelessly putting her body closer to his.

“How have you been Seo-ri?” Seonghwa smiled “Bad! Really bad! You never come to see me” she pouted and finally stepped back when she saw the beautiful flowers “Are these-” she started but was cut off by Seonghwa “Yes, these are for your sister”

“Of course, they are” her voice came harsher than she intended it to but Seonghwa ignore it and joined Jongho who was currently sitting in front of the grave, hands joined and eyes closed.

The tall man smiled fondly and stepped closer to the grave, carefully putting the flowers down. He closed his eyes and silently prayed for the soul of the one he had once cherished and loved with all his heart.

He had so many regrets, one of them was the last thing he told her before she passed away “Get lost” he had said during a heated argument where words overpowered what the mind truly meant. He would have given all he had, money, arms, power, everything…just to see her again, hold her closer to his body and say how sorry he was, how much he loved her.

The memory of Nae-ri was still haunting him at night. He couldn’t help but think about the way she was killed, how lonely and scared she must have felt and how he wasn’t there to protect her when she needed it the more.

His eyes watered but he didn’t dare to let the tears fall, not when he hadn’t killed the fucker who took out the only hope he had in life.

One day he will cry, but this day will be to say “Nae-ri, I have finally avenged you”

5 AM: My eyes were wide open, looking at the ceiling. I sighed for the tenth time this night and finally decided to go and get some water.

My mind couldn’t stop thinking about this man - Park Seonghwa as Hyerin called him. I could swear it was the same man that the one who met me almost every night in my dreams.

My mind was trying to process everything that happened recently. Hyerin told me that San and Seonghwa were friends. San was surprised when he saw me, the same reaction from the others boys and finally…Seonghwa was the boy of my dreams – quite literally.

“Park Seonghwa…” I took my phone and searched for his name on the Internet. Strangely enough, there was nothing about him, no social media, nothing.

“Great” I whispered, ironically, falling once again on the soft mattress.

"Could it be possible...?"

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“Hyerin! I need your help!” I exclaimed myself, hitting the table with so much force that Hyerin’s drink shook at the impact.

Her eyes widened, almost spitting the content of her mouth before swallowing it to prevent any unfortunate incident “What is it?”

I couldn’t explain it to her the story so I chose the easy way and told her I wanted to meet the unfamous Park Seonghwa to ask him his number. She yelped at the news, clapping her hands together, excited to see her friend finally making a move on someone.

“Promised, you won’t tell San, okay?” I blinked my eyes cutely which she responded with a quick “Of course!” before she went to her dressing, picking up some clothes for me to wear.

“Perfect! You are beautiful!” She concluded, pushing me towards the big mirror of her room. I felt embarrassed as I saw my reflection on the clear glass, I looked so different from usual. Right now, I was elegant and pretty at the same time, my hair slightly curled up was completing my face, the pink of my cheek and the red of my lips.

Everything was perfect.

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My heartbeat sped up as I entered the same club, I went to with Hyerin a month ago. San, Hongjoong, and Yunho were there last time, and so should be Seonghwa.

“Okay, this time there’s no turning back, no run-away Y/N” I muttered to myself as a way to cheer myself up.

“I don’t know where San is…” Hyerin said, her eyes wandering in the people all across the room.

“I guess I have to find him myself…” I entered a tight hallway with a few doors, they were all closed except one. My curiosity tilted, I opened the door slowly and passed my head through the entrance with cautiousness.

“Go get your man, I’ll try to find the one I want” I winked making her laugh loudly. She nodded anyway and we split up in two different directions.

I easily spent 20 minutes just by asking for information from the staff that worked in this club. Every single person I asked for information from, looked at me as if I was the dumbest human alive in this world.

There was nothing in there, it was just a simple room, probably where the staff ate during their rest time. I sighed, disappointed, and came back to the hallway when suddenly, I hit something or rather someone.

“I’m sorry!” I apologized quickly and looked up. My breath hitched when his strong gaze met my own. Hongjoong was here too, but no one dared to break the silence which felt heavier with every second.

“Who the fuck are you, bitch?” He growled.

All the confidence I had previously mustered up, left my body as soon as the words left his mouth. Its voice was low, manly, rough, so much different from the beautiful melody from the man of my dream. There was no tenderness and love in his eyes, just an intimidating and cold aura.

He put his hand inside his jacket, probably to take out a gun and shoot me without a second thought, without any regret.

“Calm down Seonghwa!” Hongjoong gripped his arm, stopping his movement “You knew it?!” He yelled, “What kind of shit is this?!”

I was standing here, in front of them, they were yelling and cursing at each other but I couldn’t feel anything except disappointment and bitterness.

'Ah. That’s not him.'

It took a few minutes for Hongjoong to convince his friend to leave which he eventually did but not without giving me a last and scary look.

“Look Y/N, I’m sorry. Forget about it, will you?” kindly asked Hongjoong.

“Okay. I’m good at forgetting things anyway” I smiled weakly, not strong enough to keep the act of the happy girl.

Maybe it was for the best…

When I came home this same night, there was nothing, not even a bit of sadness, just an emptiness that feels fuller than ever.

Strangely enough, it was the first time that I slept well, without any dream.

Seonghwa’s body was shaking from anger, or maybe from despair, he wasn’t quite sure himself. His fist hit the wall in a loud and short sound, quickly followed by a painful whined, not caused by the pain he was physically feeling from the impact, but from the harsh squeeze of his heart.

How ironic he thought.

It was as if his dream had become true, as if he was able to see her again, the only wish he couldn’t grant. However, she was gone, forever. No one could replace her and the simple idea of someone daring looking like her made his blood boil. He turned his heel to come back to where he let the mysterious woman be but was stopped by a firm hand on his shoulder.

“Don’t” Hongjoong whispered in an almost inaudible sound, his voice cracking from the emotion he was himself feeling. Nae-ri was his best friend too after all.

“Who is she?”

“I’ll tell you when you’ll calm down-”

“I’m perfectly calm!” He yelled, fist clenched, nails digging into the soft skin of his shaking hands.

A short silence surrounded the two men before Seonghwa finally decided to leave the place, probably realizing that he was far away from being calm.

Hongjoong stood up there for a moment, processing everything that had happened a few minutes ago. Y/N was probably confused and sad that she had been treated that way, it was understandable but he didn’t want her to hate Seonghwa, not with the way she looked.

“Shit Hongjoong…You are so selfish” he muttered to himself. All he could think at the moment was how Y/N looked like his old and lost friend, he wasn’t even thinking of her well-being, but how could he? If she wasn’t the perfect copy of Nae-ri, he probably wouldn’t have even spared her a glance in the first place.

“You look dead in the face bro”

Wooyoung joked a little, seeing the tensed muscles on Hongjong’s face, he sighed when he got no answers, knowing already what had happened earlier, he was in charge of the camera security after all and this place was full of them in case enemies decided to break in.

“Let me alone for a while, will you?” It wasn’t a question but not an order either, it sounded more like a silent plead to Wooyoung who sighed and left the hallway to grant the wish of his older friend.

What Hongjoong didn’t know was that Wooyoung got news about Y/N. He had the time to go where she was supposedly born, where she had – at least officially – studied before she moved out to Seoul. However, no one knew her, no document could prove her presence at the school she had been studying at. Every teacher, every classmate, everyone told the same thing “I’ve never heard of a Y/N before”

Y/N wasn’t all clean and Wooyoung was determined to find out every little secret about her if it could help his friends.

“Did you tell him?” Yeosang, another member of Seonghwa’s mafia gang asked.

“He wasn’t in a good mood”

“That’s understandable. We never saw Nae-ri, we both joined the group after her death so we can’t relate to the situation” logically stated Yeosang with a calm and tidy voice.

If Wooyoung was the fire with his burning and charismatic personality, Yeosang would be the ice. They were each other so different yet so complementary, sometimes people were wondering how could they even befriend. This friendship was the kind that couldn't break even with a gun placed on your temple. They both knew it and cherished the link between them.

With a simple glance, they nod at each other in a common accord, they will find out who the girl is for the sake of the people they are now used to call “their family”

“Welcome! I’ll come in a second!”

Seonghwa entered with Hongjoog on the small café, soon enough, the smell of hot coffee and sweets hit his nose in an incredible mix of scents. A feminine and melodic voice welcoming them from far away was the confirmation they came to a good place.

The small sound of the ring could be heard from afar. I sighed, preparing my best commercial smile to greet the new customers.

My smile fell when I saw the two – oh too much- familiar faces. It took all I had not to snap at them to get lost but there was no way to lose my job because of them, because of him.

“You can sit wherever you want Hongjoong” I took my notebook out and asked them the usual question “what would you like to order?”

I did my best to ignore Seonghwa’s intense staring and focused on my job. It was easier than I thought it will be.

“An espresso for you and an ice Americano for the gentleman with you. That’s it, I’ll be right back” I smiled.

Seonghwa opened his mouth to say something but I was already heading over the counter without sparing him a second glance, which made things harder for Hongjoong to hide his smile.

“She looks angry” he said “And you can’t say you didn’t deserve it”

Seonghwa’s eyebrows fell into a deep frown, he wasn’t used to be treated this way. Usually, people were either scared of him or either wanted to befriend him, maybe to gain some power. In both ways, Seonghwa was always treated with upper respect, people did all they could do to satisfy his desires. He was now used to it, and even found it normal to see people behave this way when they were around him, not that he cared about these low lives anyway.

I was cursing under my breath as I prepared the drinks.

How dare he showed himself in front of me as if nothing happened? After the way he talked to me yesterday?

Oh boy, there was no way I could let him go away freely with this.

He said I was a bitch? Let’s show him what a bitch can do

Hongjoong was the one to yelp, giving the biggest reaction as if he was the one with wet clothes.I put my hand in front of my mouth and gasped in a fake concern “Oh my God, sir. I’m so sorry!”

I put Hongjoong’s order in front of him with a smile and went to do the same for Seonghwa when I – not so, unfortunately – tripped on my own feet.

My grip on the cup loosed, the Ice Americano slipped out of my hand before crashing on top of Seonghwa’s pants.

He pushed himself and his chair back in a quick movement. His mouth opened. No sound came out.

I took a few tissues to help him clean up. His gaze locked up with mine while a slight and satisfied smile crept to my face. Serves him right!

My manager quickly came to help, alerted by the fuss. He bowed a few times, apologizing profusely “I’m so sorry! She doesn’t make mistakes usually. Please order everything you want sir. We will give it to you for free” he blurred out, bowing one more time, the “Customer is king” rules clear in his mind.

“Of course, not” I smiled politely and left them alone.

After a good scolding by my manager, I came back with a new Ice Americano.

Seonghwa chuckled darkly when I put his drink down on the table “You did it on purpose, don’t you?” he smirked.

I was done with work for today.

-

Seonghwa looked down at the paper in front of him with his usual cold stone expression “So, you’re telling me we know nothing about her before 2015?” Wooyoung nodded "I went there with Yeosang and asked her old classmates. There was not a single one of them who knew who she was.” He said “Even she had no friend, she’s good looking, her face is one of a kind that you don’t forget that easily” he concluded.

“I know that, she has the same face as Nae-ri” huffed Seonghwa, his finger tapping against the cold surface of his desk “When is the first trace we have of her?”

Wooyoung took his own paper in hand, reading the black ink contrasting against the white paper “She was brought to the Yonsei hospital the day of her birthday, on the 24th of February 2015, for a neurological problem”

“That’s not it. It’s almost a year after Nae-ri’s death” sighed Seonghwa, massaging is temples in an attempt to soothe the growing headache that was pulsing against his fingers “Is she just a clone or something?

“Probably” Wooyoung sat down in front of his older friend, at the opposite side of his desk “But I will find everything about her” promised Wooyoung.

“If you have the time to do so, why don’t you search for the murderer of Nae-ri!” snapped Seonghwa, voice full of venom.

Wooyoung’s eyes rolled back, annoyance visible in his feature “I worked on Nae-ri’s case for years but you ordered Jongho to take my place because I wasn’t competent enough for you, remember?” he scoffed.

Seonghwa tsked, not satisfied with Wooyoung’s answer. He finally asked him to get out of his office to let him cool off.

After some time, his fingers brushed against the picture of two teenagers, both of them smiling at each other with love filling their eyes.

“Wait for me Nae-ri”

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Six Phases 006 Pt 2

Originally posted by exo-stentialism

Who knew it nearly took 6 months to win your heart, and 6 phases for Baekhyun to lose his mind.

A/N: sorry not sorry 😇🚗💨🔥

[ contains: romance, fluff, angst, & smut ]

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3  P(1) P(2) | Part 4 P(1) P(2) | Part 5 P(1)  P(2) | Part 6 P(1)  P(2)✓ ----- P(3)   P(4) 

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Somehow, waking up early on Saturday mornings had become a routine since that weekend. Between the plague-like thoughts that disrupted my sleep and how Baekhyun cutely requested for breakfast the next morning, I dragged my tired body out of bed and quickly whipped up some bacon with scrambled eggs. He insisted that my cooking was the best before the flavor even settled fully onto his tongue, counteracting my every protest with flustering compliments. I recall accidentally telling him he was full of shit—it was only a simple meal, after all. What is that compared to the hundreds of fancy restaurants he has dined in?

"Your food tastes like home," He argued between pacifying whines, back-hugging me in a way that always weakens my defenses. I begrudgingly agreed after convincing him to have turkey bacon from time to time. Pork has its place, and I preferably don't enjoy the breakfast variety all too often.

It's ridiculous what lengths I would go for this infuriatingly attractive man. If my weekend to-do list full of breakfast, groceries, and laundry is anything to go by, I wouldn't oppose being considered as "whipped" for him. It is what it is, man.

Every Saturday I am up and running by the time the sunlight breaks over the horizon. Regardless of how late I end up sleeping the night before, my eyes automatically open between the hours of 6 and 7; ready to climb out of bed as quietly as possible. Thankfully Baekhyun is a heavy sleeper who is content with hugging my pillow to his chest while I sneak off to the kitchen.

The aches in my body become very apparent the moment my foot touches the carpeted floor of our bedroom, a familiar feeling—welcomed almost, though I'd never tell Baekhyun that. His ego when it comes to things like this is big enough as it is.

Suppressing a shiver at the wintry morning air, I reach for his discarded shirt from the night before, tsking quietly at the two buttons missing from the top of the material. I swear he's the most annoyingly endearing man I've ever met. There's no other explanation for why I'm already planning what time to sew the buttons back on, carefully picking them up from the floor and leaving them on top of our shared dresser.

Luckily the remaining buttons are enough to shield my shoulders from the cold of the large apartment; the bottom of the shirt brushing against the back of my thighs as I make my way out into the hallway, gently closing the door behind me. In times like these I am grateful for Baekhyun's habit of leaving his house-slippers right outside of our bedroom. I rarely use mine despite his constant chastising. Some things in life are better bare.

Slipping into the slippers with ease, a smile tugs at my lips while shuffling quietly down the hallway. I usually keep breakfast simple: scrambled eggs, a few strips of bacon—maybe a pancake or two on a particularly good morning. Today, however, I'm in the mood for something more. Omelets, cinnamon buns, and the little sausages Baekhyun has adored lately.

Checking on the buns in the small conventional oven on the counter, I whisk away at the raw eggs that will make up Baekhyun's omelet, smoothing out the yolk entirely. A light breeze and soft kiss pressed to my shoulder break me out of my concentration. I could recognize those pouty lips anywhere.

"You're up early," I murmur, leaning back against his chest. Tilting my head up, I smile at his cute sleepy expression.

"Mmm," He manages to capture my lips in an upside-down kiss that melts me to my very core, his warm fingers seeping through the fabric of my borrowed shirt. "What are you up to?"

"Breakfast," I breathe, cheeks warming as he pulls away, quickly checking on the sizzling frying pan in front of me before he can catch me admiring his bare torso. "I got the sausages you like, Bae."

"Bae?"

The top of my head nearly slams into the bottom of the cabinets as I freeze in my tracks, frying pan clutched in hand. Shit, did I say that out loud? My face might as well be 50 shades of red. "I—I mean-"

Baekhyun plants a kiss on my head that throws my every thought out the window. "I love you." He hums, hugging me warmly before walking to the dining table. The view of his bare back as he runs a hand through his sleep-tousled hair is way too captivating for six-thirty in the damn morning.

I put my attention back on the pan, hurriedly removing it from the burner to slide the sausages onto a tray. 30 more seconds and I would have burned the damn things had I not shaken myself back into focus. "Jenny and the gang are coming over today."

"Today?"

I raise a brow at his tone. The high-pitched inquiry of his voice at the mention of his friends is a little suspect. Who was the genius that bragged so much about my BBQ short ribs everyone ended up inviting themselves over to our apartment? Shouldn't he remember our plans for tonight?

"Yes?" I drag out, tilting my head, looking at him skeptically with a hand on my hip, raising my spatula. "Did you forget?"

His silent form sitting rigidly at the table is enough of an answer. "N-" I raise my other brow. "Erm—M-Maybe?"

"Uh-huh." If he wasn't so adorable after just waking up with his lips tutted in a confused pout, I would give him hell. "I bought groceries yesterday, so we're only missing the wine-"

"I'm on it." Baekhyun perks up in his chair as if douched in cold water, pulling his phone out of nowhere. "Hyerin," He murmurs groggily, fumbling clumsily for a couple of seconds and slapping it to his ear in his hurry. "I need a bottle of Dom Perignon by 6:30. Thank you." The call is over in the span of 10 seconds. He sets the device next to his glass of orange juice on the table, busying himself with gulping down half of its contents. It takes a while for him to notice my bewildered gaze. "What?" He mumbles; orange pulp on his pouty lips.

I narrow my eyes, lowering the grease-covered frying pan back to the stove. "Who was that?" And how the fuck you just ordering Dom Perignon as if it doesn't cost my entire education expenses? If you just bought the $50k edition, I swear, Byun Baekhyun—"My new secretary." He yawns, stretching his arms above his head with a soft, content smile. "Come here." He mumbles, opening them towards me, his sleepy brown orbs fluttering sluggishly. "I miss you."

For a moment I just stare at him. "I'm right here..." I mutter softly, growing more aware of his current state by the minute. Those dark circles are committing the worst crime by being on his precious face. Carefully sliding his omelet onto a plate followed by a few pieces of sausage, I can't help laughing a little to myself at the comparison of our meals. His omelet managed to come out better than the one I made for me, perfectly solid compared to my result of scrambled eggs. No matter what, he gets the very best from me—I'm taking the biggest cinnamon bun though. That delicious treat has my name written all over it, it's mine for the taking. Besides, I can risk a sugar-crash unlike Mr. 12 hour shifts over there. Noting his drowsy form nodding off at the table, I quickly reach over to start the coffeemaker.

The smile that lights up his face as I present his food to him makes up for the few seconds I burnt my hand earlier, trying my best not to burn our whole apartment down. Note to self: never daydream about eventful Friday nights while leaning over a hot stove. Had I been slower to react, I'd be nursing my hand back to health with a frazzled boyfriend refusing to let me so much as brush my teeth on my own—it gets overwhelming after the first day, trust me.

Settling down on his lap under the persuasive encouragements falling from his irresistible lips, I hold up a piece of sausage to shush his drowsy mumblings. As cute as he is, he needs his morning protein before he can wake up and function properly. Especially after working 60 hours two weeks in a row. I respect his enthusiasm as a semi-workaholic myself, but damn am I worried. What kind of crazily time-consuming clothing line is going on in his beautiful head this time?

Baekhyun finishes his juice while I pick at my food, lazily twirling his hair between my fingers. Some days I ask myself why I’m still here, why I still try, why I continue on in this relationship that has more blurred lines than direct answers about our future. To tell the truth... I never expected to fall in love again. I never saw this coming—never saw him coming, when my sole way of survival has been spotting things from miles away. How did it come to this? How the hell did this man sneak past all my defenses so easily?

Maybe it was the smile he shot my way the first time we met or the way we had danced that Friday night, his body seeming to match so perfectly with mine. His comforting presence and sweet, brown eyes that hold all the stars in the universe. The countless late nights he has spent looking after me when I caught the flu from a combination of lack of sleep, stress, and poor life choices. He's always been there—always been here with me, but why… Why isn’t it enough? What is missing? How can I strip this weight off my chest that suffocates me more by the day?

"Baby?" Baekhyun's warm voice caresses my ear, comforting arms tightening around me.

"What if it happens again?" Jenny's worried face flashes vividly in my mind.

The memories come pouring in, making my mouth go dry as a lump forms in my throat. It takes everything in me to drag my eyes up to meet Baekhyun's inquiring orbs, plastering on another smile. The gesture is easier to manage with every sweet kiss his soft pillows plant on my lips. His heart-fluttering touch distracts my hyperactive mind for a while.

"Damn, Riley." Chanyeol practically moans, the sampling spoon I had offered him left to dangle pre-cautiously between his fingers. "Had I known you could cook like this, I would have come soon—ah!"

"Yah," Baekhyun scowls as I take the last serving plate from the counter to the table with a bashful smile, passing the tall man clutching the back of his head. "That's my girlfriend you're talking about." He mutters, lowering his hand, voice deepening in an unfairly attractive manner. "Watch your mouth."

"Geez." The giant huffs, glaring at him under the veil of his blonde hair. "You'd think you two were married with that—okay, okay!"

"When you two are done." The over-the-top chirp of my voice catches their attention; both their eyes widening like guilty little kids caught with their hands in a cookie jar. "Dinner is ready."

"Don't let me eat it all." Jongdae drawls, throwing an arm over the back of Jenny's chair, looking at them lazily, his brown eyes glinting mischievously. "Remember what happened last time."

Baekhyun and Chanyeol scramble for their seats as if their asses have been set on fire; an unusually quiet Jongin follows behind them, carrying a plate I forgot all about.

"Thank you." I gasp, quickly making room for the forgotten dish. "Set it down here, please."

Jongin nods, setting down the plate of cucumber salad next to the servings of Bulgogi. "I'm sorry Kyungsoo couldn't make it." He mumbles, rubbing the back of his neck. "Something came up at the restaurant."

"It's alright. Wanna pack a to-go plate for him?" Tilting my head, I smile in understanding at the sheepish expression on his face. "If you think he'd like my food, anyway," I joke, resting my arm on the back of my chair as I continue to face him, relieved at the familiar hint of playfulness restored in his eyes.

"Oh he's going to love it," Chanyeol insists with a pleased hum, yelping at the smack Jenny lands on his sneaky hand.

"Where are your manners, Park?" She sighs, shaking her head, fiery red curls bouncing with the motion.

"Save some for the rest of us, asshole." Jongdae grumbles, subtly eyeing the cucumber salad.

Everyone's plate already has a soft taco shell, warm from a few seconds in the microwave. The toppings are placed on top of the two tables Baekhyun and I had to push together to accommodate our guests: fresh Korean lettuce, sour cream, and other ingredients that Jenny helped me choose—especially that bowl of melted nacho-cheese Jongin keeps taking glances at.

We all look towards Baekhyun once he settles in his seat. He leans forward to reach the middle of the table, bypassing the regular bulgogi for the one drenched in a home-made sauce, spooning some on my taco shell with a chaste kiss to my cheek. "Eat up, everyone," He murmurs sweetly, tired brown eyes twinkling.

Jongdae doesn't even fake-gag with Chanyeol and Jongin, he goes straight for the cucumber salad. The fresh smell wafts in the air amongst the various meat and spices, making Baekhyun's nose crinkle adorably. I carefully brush his freshly dyed hair out of his eyes, chuckling at the pout he shoots my way. "Did you really have to make cucumber salad, baby? Cucumber?"

"One man's trash is another man's treasure, Byun," Jongdae mutters, forgoing his personal bowl to grab the whole serving. No one says a word, we just share knowing smiles. And once Chanyeol pops the cork of the expensive Dom Perignon, the real party begins.

Endless tales of embarrassing high school cafeteria incidents spill forth from Jongdae's mouth as if shame has gone out of style. The details he shares at the expense of Chanyeol's seemingly innocent public image flying out the window right along with it.

"One second this guy looked like he was taking the biggest shit of his life, and the next thing I know, Lee Naeun from 5th period Physics is crawling out from under the table, wiping spulge from her lips. Like, Chanyeol, what the actual fuck bro? Couldn't you have taken your business to the 3rd floor Janitor's closet? I think I still have the key..."

If it wasn't for Baekhyun's quick hands, I would've sprayed a mouthful of wine across the entire table.

Unfortunately, Jongin had to head out right after dinner, promising to meet up again soon before hurrying to Kyungsoo's house, two plates clutched in hand. Chanyeol decided to stick around for longer to "let his two glasses of wine wear off"—this man has the metabolism of a beast, we know why he's really here. His reason is comfortably seated next to Jenny on our striped couch, sock-clad feet propped up on the coffee table.

"Dinner was nice," Jenny smiles, sipping leisurely at her water.

"More than nice." Chanyeol boosts from our leather recliner, raising his glass, tipping his head at me. "Your food damn near tops Kyungsoo's," He pauses, brown eyes widening. "Don't tell him I said that."

"No worries," I laugh softly, hiding in the safety of Baekhyun's shoulder. He shifts towards me, finishing his wine and setting the empty glass on the coffee table before wrapping an arm around my waist, brushing his lips against my forehead in a way that leaves my heart shaking. The white loveseat we're sitting on sinks further under our joined weight, and really, there's no place I'd rather be—except our king sized bed, that is. Baekhyun's firm grip on my bare thigh isn't helping my tipsy trance in the slightest. The universe knows I'd rather be getting drunk off of him right now.

"I'm going for a smoke," Jongdae mutters, rising from the couch. He leans down to Jenny for a kiss that leaves her beaming, going to retrieve his trench coat and shoes before slipping out of the door.

Good to see them doing well; I blink in surprise, smiling teasingly her way. I'm happy for her! It really is a pleasant surprise to see Jongdae stating their relationship in such a way; an immense improvement from their past encounters of Jenny nervously seeking affection and Jongdae down-right dodging it like his life depends on it. Public displays of affection are a sweet, straightforward way to say, "hey, this person means a lot to me," or, "back off, they're mine." Which personally sets me on romantic fire. Even if it's just holding hands, it can put me in high spirits—doing it with a certain, cheeky silver-haired man is just a bonus.

Jenny winks, fanning her cheeks that match the rosy shade of her hair before tuning in to Chanyeol's loud chatter.

Soft laughter rumbles in Baekhyun's chest as he engages in the conversation. His warm palm securely holds my hand when I slip my cold palm into his warm one. He presses a kiss to the back of it, pulling a silent giggle from my lips as he smiles at me with an arched brow, squeezing our intertwined fingers.

"Riley?"

I drag my eyes up to Jenny who's loosening her red curls by running her fingers through them. "Yeah?"

"Jongdae's not answering his cell," She murmurs with a worried frown. "Can you go check on him, please?"

And why can't you do it? — Or come with me for that matter? I raise a brow, getting up from the chair and Baekhyun's warmth with a silent sigh. "Okay. I'll be back." If I get kidnapped or spooked by some random asshole, she'll never hear the end of it. I really should ask Baekhyun to teach me a thing or two about hakipdo though.

Jenny beams, a peculiar twinkle in her eye, clasping my hand between hers. "Thank you!"

Uh-huh... I try not to eye her too warily.

"Take my coat, baby," Baekhyun murmurs, kissing the side of my wrist. "It's cold out."

"O-Okay." I clear my throat, pointedly avoiding the smug smiles of the other two in the room while walking over to the coat hanger.

Slipping on his brown, cinnamon-scented coat brings a giddy smile to lips—one I'm quick to hide in the soft fabric.

I slide on my boots before making my way to the elevator, not up for taking the 4 levels of stairs this late at night. Thankfully, that nosy neighbor down the hall isn't meeting me at the elevator tonight on one of his various late-night escapades. I've had enough awkward encounters with his lovers to last me a lifetime.

The lobby is empty except for a lone security guard who waves my way, face lit up in familiarity. Smiling back, I step out the crystal-clean glass doors of the building into the quiet night, quickly finding the man I'm looking for standing at the edge of the sidewalk. "Jongdae."

"Huh?" He looks over his shoulder, turning halfway at the sight of me, pulling a joint from his lips.

"You alright?" I pull Baekhyun's coat tighter around me, resisting the urge to shiver in the icy wind. "Jenny was looking for you."

"Looking for-" He chuckles, brown hair ruffling as he throws his head back in laughter. "Girl, please. I was instructed to come down here 5 minutes ago." He continues, inhaling deeply from the stick between his fingertips. "She ain't looking for me, she's looking for a way for them to chat privately and to make us talk..." He sighs, looking over at me. "I'm not exactly the best company for deep shit."

"O-kay then," I mumble, more than a little peeved, ready to turn on my heel in any direction other than stay here.

"Let's talk." He shrugs, exhaling smoke into the frosty air. I shoot him a wary look, barely taking a step in his direction. "I said let's talk, not have a screaming match." He mutters, rolling his eyes into the back of his head. "Why you all the way over there?" He follows my gaze to the stick between his fingers. "What? This?" He scoffs, smirking. "It's a joint, worst thing you'll get is the munchies."

Crinkling my nose, I take a couple more steps closer anyway, standing beside him, keeping a respectful distance between us.

"Listen." He sighs, taking another drag. "I know I've done some things that… I didn't necessarily have to do." He glances at me for a moment, and then faces the street lights. "Bros before hoes, you know?"

Yeah, I inwardly roll my eyes, focusing on a lonely snowflake evaporating before it reaches the ground. There's a lot to be said over people doing things that they didn't necessarily have to do. If I had a dime for every sleepless night I've had because of Jongdae's shameless mouth, I wouldn't be paying off my student loans anymore.

"Look." Jongdae takes one last drag, crushing the joint under his worn-out winter boots. "The way he is now is much better than the Baekhyun we knew back then." He nods a little to himself, meeting my gaze. "Still can't see why he decided to change his ways for you...but oh well." He mutters, lips quirking into a playful smirk at my small smile before facing the city lights again. Festival lamp-shaped snowflakes attached to the top of every streetlight beam against the dim backdrop of empty downtown buildings, prepared for the coming holidays. "You're alright for a best friend stealer."

A laugh escapes before I can slap my hands over my mouth, meeting his eye nervously only for us to both end up laughing; our amusement echoing loudly through the quiet night.

"Riley?" Jenny's confused voice peeps up, red curls rebelling against the hood of her fluffy white coat.

"Over here!" I cup my hand around my mouth, waving to get her attention.

She turns towards us, rounding the corner with quick strides. "There you are! I thought you got grabbed or something." She fusses, resting a hand on my arm, leaning closer to whisper in my ear, "Especially you. Baekhyun was two seconds from hunting you down with my head on his mantle."

"Jenny!" I snort, accepting her tight hug, my voice muffled in her puffy coat. "It kinda would be your fault though."

"I know!" She exclaims, viewing me from an arm's length away. "I was sweating out my hair."

"Baby?" That unmistakable honey voice calls. A head of fluffy silver locks and brown eyes peek around the building, catching light in the streetlights.

"Here, B," I soothe, chuckling as he speeds over to us, gathering me in his arms without hesitation.

"I thought I lost you," He mutters, hiding in my hair.

"She was gone for ten minutes," Jongdae deadpans.

"Ten minutes too long!" He pulls back to glare over at the brunet, hugging me to his chest with cheeks too rosy to be merely from a few moments out in the cold.

"Just how much of that wine did you drink?.." I narrow my eyes, cupping his flushed cheeks.

"Good thing you only bought one bottle," Jenny laughs nervously, slowly gravitating to shelter behind Jongdae's taller form.

"Enough to miss you." Baekhyun's breath leaves goosebumps on my chilled skin, his soft lips brushing my ear.

"Al-right, time to go before the lovebirds start mating." Jongdae grumbles, wrapping an arm around Jenny's beaming form. Their matching smirks have me scurrying to direct my tipsy boyfriend back towards our apartment.

"Uh—okay! See you guys next time!" I laugh to mask my burning face, gently pushing Baekhyun into the building.

"Goodnight! Don't do anything I wouldn't do," Jenny sing-songs, the smugness clear in her tone.

"Can't make any promises!" Baekhyun proclaims over his shoulder, much to my embarrassment. Thankfully he quiets down once we reach the elevator, but based on the wide eyed security guard, the damage has already been done.

Can the frozen ground just please open up and swallow me whole?

The view of this busy street differs from all the other times I've walked down it with Baekhyun by my side. Maybe because it's been almost 2 years since I've moved to this city, or that new boutique being set up at the end of the road. Whatever the case, the air is different—crisper, cleaner. Refreshing as I briskly walk to my destination, wanting to avoid being out in the cold as much as possible. The weather here is so much colder in the middle of December compared to how flowers were still budding around this time outside of my childhood home.

Humming a song that's been stuck in my head for days with my car keys spinning around my finger, I stroll into Privé Alliance's building, admiring the latest clothing line pictures hung up along the walls and waving to the new receptionist while making my way to the elevator. Many men and women in business attire are all over the place as per usual during the busiest months of the year. However, once I make it out of the crowd of chattering employees, the sight of a familiar face waiting in front of the elevator brings a smile to my face. "Kyungsoo!"

The short-haired man turns around. "Hello, Riley." He nods with a small smile as we step inside the open doors, pressing the buttons to the 5th and top floor. "Lunch date?"

"Hmm?.." Blinking a few times, I follow his gaze to the picnic basket clutched in my hand. "Oh! Yes." I chuckle, smoothing down my hair. "Sorry." Between nearly slipping on a patch of ice on the way over here and the pretty lights decorated all over the city, I've forgotten the reason I left our fridge in a disarray this morning. Who decided to store the sandwich meats at the back of the refrigerator? I know Baekhyun loves my home cooking, but damn, man, let me have a break too.

"It's alright." Kyungsoo chuckles, arching a brow. "Hopefully you can get him to relax."

"Relax? Coming from you!?" I gasp sarcastically, covering my mouth with wide eyes.

"Only because he's seconds away from firing half the 3rd floor." He mutters with a roll of his eyes, yet an apologetic smile forms on his face. "Sorry I couldn't make it to the gathering." He clears his throat while facing forward again, straightening his suit.

"It's alright," I smile, resisting the urge to chuckle at his flustered state, checking my outfit in the elevator's reflection. It may be a chilling 40 degrees—4 in celsius—but I can spare the warmth of my legs for a 2 minute walk from Privé's parking lot. No weather can tell me what I can and can't wear. If I want to rock a pencil skirt on the coldest day of the week, so be it! Plus, these two-inch heels couldn't be left behind. I can't show up at Baekhyun's workplace with the poor fashion choices I subject him to at home, so we're going, coolness over comfort.

"Life happens," I mumble, tucking rebellious locks of hair behind my ear. "I'm just glad you're doing okay." The smile that forms on his heart-shaped lips when I take a glance at him makes me beam back.

"I'll stop by sometime this week." He hums, black dress shoes tapping on the floor. "I just finished a new recipe."

"Recipe?" I blink, mildly intrigued, mentally running over the list of food I'm carrying for the 3rd time today.

"Fried ice cream cake," He smirks, nonchalantly checking his watch.

"Fried-" My jaw damn near drops to the floor. Fried? Fried!? The one ice cream Baekhyun banned me from attempting myself after burning my hand while frying fish a few days ago?! Which Baekhyun is half to blame, by the way—never sneak up on someone over a popping frying pan. It never ends well. Besides that, it also was the day I truly realized the stamina that man possesses. I have never seen someone react so quickly to shove my hand under ice-cold water in my life.

Searching for any cameras in the elevator, I step a little closer to the short-haired man, whispering discreetly behind my hand, "W-Will you bring me some?"

"The prettiest one," He promises, softly patting my shoulder, chuckling at the star-struck expression written all over my face. "This is me, I'm afraid."

"Huh?" I blink into focus, shocked to be on the 5th floor so soon. What the heck. What is it about elevator rides with Baekhyun and Kyungsoo that make them go by lightning-fast compared to the stifling, tension-filled ones with Jongdae? If you can read a room, it truly makes a difference. "Oh, don't let me keep you." I give a little wave, balancing the picnic basket on my forearm. "See you later!"

Kyungsoo nods, smiling with a wave of his own as the double doors close. It is at that moment that I freeze, recalling how Baekhyun mentioned he hired a new secretary a few weeks back. Well... shit—how do I explain why I'm arriving at his floor unannounced on a random Tuesday afternoon?

Do his employees even know we are dating?.. A small part of me doubts it. Why do I care? Oh, right—I fucking live with him!

By some miracle, no one is occupying the neatly arranged desk when the elevator opens on the top floor, saving me from the completely rushed explanation I have no idea how to even put into words. All that lies before me is an undisturbed walk to Baekhyun's office, the intimidating black door slightly ajar. I slip off my heels, rushing out of the elevator on sock-clad feet before the doors close. Baekhyun's businessman voice filters through the quiet air. He must be on the phone.

Shuffling as quietly as possible down the hallway, I peek into his office. My eyes quickly find his broad form leaning a hip against his executive desk, a phone pressed to his ear as he faces the floor-to-ceiling windows showcasing the heart of Seoul. Impeccably dressed in a wrinkle-free, white dress shirt with his sleeves rolled up. His black blazer thrown over the back of his chair. Like always, the splashes of color in every corner of the room have my lips curling up, but I have to muffle a small giggle at the sight of a thin pink measuring tape hanging around his neck.

I slowly inch closer, discarding my coat and setting down the basket in one of the leather chairs. Smoothing my flower-patterned, white button-down shirt, I silently approach him, gently covering his eyes once he ends the call. "Guess who~"

Baekhyun stiffens for a moment before swiftly turning around, wrapping his arms around me and lifting me up, setting me down on his desk. He cups my cheeks in his warm palms, crashing his lips to mine before I can make a sound. "Thank god, it's you." He breathes, warm fingers sliding into my hair.

"W-Well—hello to you too." I barely manage to get out between his feverous kisses, making a noise in surprise when he pulls me flush to his chest. "What is it?" I ask softly, noticing the bothered look on his face; carefully running my fingers through his styled hair as he hides in my neck. "Another long day?"

"You have no idea." He sighs, looking up at me. "I was 2 seconds away from losing it."

"Don't-" I pause, thinking about it. A few memories of last week flash through my mind. "Well, you are kind of hot when you're angry..." In the proper context.

Baekhyun perks up, exhausted brown eyes regaining their sparkle. "Really?"

I hum to appease his hopeful expression, yelping when he pulls me into his arms, not expecting to be carried up from the desk so suddenly.

"Come here," He murmurs, walking around to sit in his chair, setting me on his lap. "I need strength to get through these reports."

Gently playing with his hair to calm down my racing heart, I tilt my head, "Do you have time for a lunch break?"

Baekhyun hums distractedly, kissing my forehead, holding me closer to his firm chest. "We can order in a little later."

Kyungsoo's words come back to mind while I watch Baekhyun continue to click around his computer, brown eyes squinted and brows furrowing more by the minute. I inwardly cringe at the move I'm about to pull, but… Our sandwiches' lifespan is ticking away. Desperate times call for desperate measures.

"But…" I pout, resting my hands flat on his chest, widening my eyes for effect as his focused orbs shift to meet mine. "But I made it."

"Let's eat now then," Baekhyun smiles, his steady gaze flickering all over my person. I swear I just witnessed his pupils dilating right before my very eyes. "Give me 5 minutes."

My lips quirk up, "One-"

"I'll set a timer." He laughs, shaking his head, reaching for his phone between his bright screen laptop and desktop PC.

Smiling in victory, I stretch across the desk to retrieve the basket, peeking at his computer accidentally. "Holy shit, is that Melody Hudson?" I straighten up, focusing on the magazine cover opened up on a famous website. "The model?" My eyes widen in awe of her tall blonde form modeling a stunning royal blue summer dress; the color bringing out the blue in her shining eyes. I place the basket on a clear spot on Baekhyun's crowded desk before rubbing his stiff shoulders. He must still be tense from work. "She's so pretty."

Baekhyun hums, placing a hand on my cheek. His gentle caress coaxes my eyes back to his. "But you're beautiful," He whispers, resting his forehead on mine, brushing a thumb over my lips.

There's nowhere to hide the red hue that springs onto my face, making him chuckle as I quickly turn back to start taking out our food.

"Would you like to accompany me to a photoshoot?" The tentative tone of his voice has me raising a brow.

"Sure!" Handing him his sandwich, I press a kiss to his cheek, carefully unwrapping my homemade fries. "I'd love to see you work behind the scenes."

"Actually..."

I look at him, mid-bite of my toasted turkey sandwich.

"I'll be in the scenes," He drops, soft lips quirking a boyish grin.

My grip on my sandwich rips a hole in the middle while preventing it from falling out of my hands. "I…"—Behind the scenes witnessing Baekhyun modeling?? With his god-tier body and knee-weakening smirks that have me crumbling from beyond a screen alone? Hell to the mother fucking yes! "O-Okay."

Baekhyun's brown orbs twinkle knowingly, an amused smile forming on his lips as he presses them to mine. "Great."

It's impossible to mask my excitement while slipping into the passenger seat of Baekhyun's Audi. The beautiful red highlights around the black interior never fail to leave my jaw dropped in awe, fingertips tempted to graze over every surface. I'd like to think a person's dream car matches their owner, and there's no denying how devilishly divine my boyfriend looks settling into the driver's seat.

Baekhyun's simple, black button-down shirt and matching jeans have me inwardly salivating—I don't even have the slightest clue of why he's going to a photoshoot today. Privé? A cover for a magazine? Possibilities are endless, but not just anyone can request an hour of his time during one of the busiest months of the year.

"Are you ready?" Baekhyun glances over at me, his unstyled hair tucked under a Privé corduroy camel baseball cap that I haven't quite seen before.

"Yes," I beam at him, tilting my head curiously. "Is that hat new? I don't think I've seen it before."

Baekhyun smirks, brown eyes glinting mischievously as he straps on his seatbelt. "Maybe." He rests a hand on the steering wheel and the other on my thigh, backing out of his designated parking space. "Hold on tight, baby. You're in for a long ride."

I blink, having no clue what kind of ride he means. When it comes to Baekhyun, you never know what you're getting yourself into, but you never really have to worry about it either. If I hadn't known him for a few years, I would have bugged him to tell me where we're going for the entire ride. But with a few years under our belt—and some long months spent sharing a close-knitted home—I can comfortably sit back and relax for the whole journey, because there is no Baekhyun without one.

•••

The parking lot outside of the building is relatively calm, with only a few staff members bringing in materials from their cars. Inside of the place, however, is a complete madhouse. Everyone is speed-walking to various rooms and popping up from behind every corner. Not a drop of silence in the heavily populated area.

"There's our man of the hour!" A tall, aged man steps forward to shake Baekhyun's hand, carefully cradling a camera strapped around his neck. "So glad you could make it. I hope we are not taking up too much of your time?" He inquires, pushing glasses further up his nose, glancing over at me.

"Oh no, of course not!" Baekhyun shakes his head, shifting closer to wrap an arm around my waist. "I invited my girlfriend to accompany me today." He clears his throat, reddening cheeks caught under the harsh spotlights. "I hope you don't mind."

"No, not at all," The man reassures, gesturing towards a staff member who quickly brings over a grey single-seat sofa. "The more the merrier. Here you go, Madam. Is the chair to your liking?"

"Yes, thank you," I smile, trying not to stutter, brushing my fingertips over Baekhyun's warm palm before taking a seat. He shoots me a little bashful grin as the photographer whisks him away, a team of stylists directing him to a chair on the opposite side of the room. It's amusing to see so many people fussing over his hair, pulling out hairspray, and presenting him with simple yet sexy articles of clothing.

A few other models are walking around in the same attire, giving off a cool vibe of the newest clothing line, but when Baekhyun steps out of a dressing room…

Holy shit.

No, seriously holy shit!

Baekhyun walks into the room, standing against a wall as stylists comb his hair over to the left side of his face, using sprites of hairspray to tuck the right side behind his ear. As if he doesn't look dangerous enough adorning a leather jacket, a black shirt with white scribbles I can barely make out from this distance, and camel pants with unique, black low-platinum shoes.

The staff directs him over to the area with a gray backdrop, lights and cameras focused all over the place. Baekhyun practically glides over there, oozing with that stunning Ceo confidence. At a closer look, I can make out the pretty image of open and outstretched hands in the white lines at the bottom of his shirt. The intriguing detail has my full attention until I feel a persistent stare.

I lift my eyes higher to meet Baekhyun's dark brown orbs—from me sitting in the back of the room or getting into character; I have no idea. Suddenly my red knitted sweater is a bit too warm despite not being in front of any bright lights. Just when I think it can't get any worse, the photographer announces that it's time to begin.

If I had known what I agreed to the other day, I would have been more prepared—or so I'd like to think. I mean, how does one prepare their feelings for watching their unfairly attractive, multi-millionaire boyfriend pose for the camera as if moments away from sweeping them off of their feet!? And not in a sweet way either. Nah, ain't nothing innocent about the lethal expression swirling within his dark brown orbs. Especially while they are pointed right at me.

The hairstyle they gave him just makes my situation worse. How am I supposed to sit still with this man gazing so intensely into the "camera"? Is this really the same drowsy Baekhyun who I have to wake up every Sunday morning? Where did his tiredness go? There ain't nothing exhausted about the way he is staring at me! And when they bring out a chair for him to sit on… No. Hell no. That's it.

Draping my sweater over the back of my chair has his covered lips curling up at the corners, I just fucking know it.

After a few more camera flashes, the stylists are back with a new outfit in tow, gesturing for Baekhyun to change. However, right as he is turning down the short hallway leading to the dressing room, someone comes rushing into the building.

"I'm so sorry I'm late!" A petite woman with a French accent flies into the hall. "Traffic was-" She skids to a halt, staring at Baekhyun as if she's seen a ghost, her brown wavy hair mid-loop of making a bun. For a long moment, nobody says a word, and then she's on the move, crossing the short distance within two furious strides.

Her slap echoes across the tall walls.

"To think I waited for you." She grits out between heated spews of French. Her gray eyes brimmed with tears shoot daggers into Baekhyun's wide-eyed ones. "To think I held onto the fact that maybe you actually cared." Her whole body shakes as staff members rush over to restrain her, calling her name over her loud obscenities in an attempt to calm her down, trying to pull her away from him before she can jump him. It takes three men to drag her back out of the building. A woman from the small crowd quickly follows, dropping a blue clipboard in her haste. We hear her panicked voice a split second before the door slams shut behind them.

I don't know when or how it happens, but I'm already on the other side of the room, reaching out for a stunned Baekhyun being fussed over by stylists. "Baekhyun?" My eyes flicker all over his shock-stricken face once they move out of the way for me. A lump forms in my throat at the look in his eyes. "B," I tentatively place my hand over his frozen one on his cheek, the red handprint visible between his fingers. "Baekhyun!"

He flinches, shaky pupils focusing on me. "Y-Yes?"

"Are you okay?" Emotions grip at my throat, making it hard to speak while my eyes keep shifting between his alarmed ones and his steadily bruising cheek. I take the ice pack a staff member hands over without a word, gently brushing his hand away to hold it to his face. "Come here."

Baekhyun silently follows me to the dressing room, seemingly in a daze as stylists vacate the room, closing the door on their way out. I lead him over to a swivel chair in front of a white vanity table, letting him settle before speaking. "What was that?"

"What was what?" He mumbles, breaking my heart at the sight of him pressing ice to his swelling cheek.

"You know what I'm talking about." Crossing my arms, I continue staring him down. "Who was that woman, Baekhyun? Why did she hit you?"

"I'll tell you later, baby." He avoids my eye and his reflection in the mirror, getting up from the chair. "Let's wrap this photoshoot up, hmm? Then we'll go home-"

Stumbling to reach the door before he does, I block his escape, looking into his conflicted eyes. "I'm not letting you leave this room until you answer me."

His lips twitch, "Baby-"

I cross my arms despite my racing heart, my stomach twisting in an ignored warning. "I need answers-"

"For fuck's sake, Riley!" He thunders, startling me so much I slam the back of my head on the doorframe. "Out of my fucking way."

I step aside without another word, turning my head away as he storms out of the room. The slamming door left in his wake has my heart jumping into my throat. Anxiety grips at my chest like a vice, making it hard to breathe. I latch onto a Privé clothing rack, holding onto it for stability.

Baekhyun's tone on the other side of the door is much calmer while talking to one of the staff. I wait for a few minutes, resting against the clothing rack until his voice drifts away; the loud taps of his shoes fading into the distance. No matter how far away he is—most likely continuing on with the photoshoot by the faint clicks of a camera echoing around the quiet building—I don't… I can't; I won't go back out there to watch him. No, not after that. I'm sure everyone in the vicinity heard what just happened.

Slipping out of the room, I gasp when I bump into someone else, my heart beating so hard it hurts to breathe. Could this day get any worse? Seriously? "I'm so sorry."

"You're fine," The same staff member I heard minutes ago with Baekhyun shakes her head, smiling in sympathy. "Tough morning, huh?"

I can only manage a deep exhale, nodding, "I guess you could say that, u-um—" I'm losing the battle against the sting steadily building behind my eyes. "Do you know where the bathroom is by any chance?"

"Just around the corner," She nods, pointing farther down the hallway. "First door on your left."

"Thank you," I breathe, hurrying down the hall. Before I can pass by her, however, I notice her angrily marking out a name with a black sharpie from the same blue clipboard that clattered to the floor earlier.

Nicole. The woman they dragged out earlier…

With tears finally breaking free from my sore eyes, I couldn't have reached the bathroom fast enough.

To my relief, the room is empty. Nothing but painfully bright lights and the porcelain floors to witness my current state. I walk up to the sinks with a shaky sigh, splattering cold water on my face. My reflection isn't a pretty sight to behold when I look into the mirror, bracing my hands on the countertop as I take in the streaks of mascara running down my face. The one day I decide to wear a non-fool-proof kind and this is what I get?

Sighing, I turn to lean my back against the counter, crossing my arms. The photoshoot is back in full swing with all the compliments the photographer is showering Baekhyun in. It's pretty pathetic of me to hide out in this ice-cold bathroom, but I rather shiver for a few minutes than face him right now. Something about the way he reacted earlier... To that woman, to me—doesn't feel right. Maybe I pushed him too far? I just… Do I not have the right to know who just slapped the hell out of my boyfriend? Hell yeah, I'll admit I want to know who she is because he's mine and she was acting as if she was waiting forever for him to recuperate her feelings, but it's not just about that. No—Nah. The deer in headlights expression on his face as her hand collided with his cheek will not leave my mind.

Whatever it is, whatever just transpired in front of me; something is off and I rather be out the line of fire while trying to figure it out.

"To think I waited for you" For what? For when? With the way things are going, I might never know the answer.

The lack of chatter filtering through the echoing walls of the room catches my attention. I tentatively peek out of the bathroom, stepping back into the hallway at the uncharacteristically quiet state of the building. Is the shoot over already? Pushing past my dimly lit surroundings, I head back to the dressing room, hesitantly standing in the open doorway. I'm confused to not find Baekhyun there, or in the main area when I poke my head over the edge of the short hallway.

"Excuse me?" I approach the nearest stylist, moving out the way of another one clumsily carrying out articles of clothing. "Have you seen Baekhyun?"

She shakes her head with a pop of her minty gum, giving me a solemn look. "Last I saw of him, he was on his way to the men's room on the other side of the building."

"Ah..." Dread fills my stomach, and something tells me that I rather not find out why. "Thank you," I murmur in passing, quickly making my way back out of the room, speeding down to the opposite hallway. The possibility that I got left behind in an unfamiliar part of the city twists my stomach into knots until I round the corner. I stumble to a halt, sucking in a breath. My heart breaks at the sight—and then the rage kicks in.

Baekhyun's broad form in his partially unbuttoned black shirt braces himself against the wall, looming over a model. Her hand is in his hair and their lips interlocked in an intimate kiss. The sight has my blood boiling—nah, it's turning into fucking lava.

"Wow." I bark out a laugh, loud and hollow, positively seething as he jumps back from her as if burned. "If you were going to cheat, you could have at least had the decency to do it behind my back." The smirk that forms on my lips is the worst kind, the ugliest kind, the kind that has fear flickering in Baekhyun's wide brown eyes. "Or was this your intention all along?"

"R-Riley-" He stares like a deer in headlights, hurrying over to me, smearing her red lipstick over his lips in his haste to rub it off with the back of his hand. "Baby, please keep it down. I can explain-"

"Nah," I shake my head, looking at him in disdain. Just the sight of him right now has me heating up with anger. I'm seeing red as the model smirks at me from over his shoulder. That bitch. "This is explanation enough." I spin on my heel before I do something I won't regret in the slightest, just for his sake.

Baekhyun's dress shoes tapping frantically behind me as I storm back into the main hall.

"Riley, baby." His grip on my wrist throws me over the edge. "Please-"

"What were you doing, huh?" A snarl forms on my face as I whirl back around, meeting his pleading eyes. "Gonna show her your failed attempts at lasting for longer than a minute?"

Everyone in the room pauses. The photographer almost drops his prized camera.

Baekhyun's face grows progressively red, and if it wasn't for the rage burning in my own veins, I'd be concerned about the vibrant hue going up to his ears right now. Just like his mishap a few days ago that would normally be insignificant, it was his grave mistake. The key that I used to fuel the fire to the flame in the most torturous of ways... Have I hit a nerve, Hyunnie?

His grip tightens on my wrist. "We," He barely gets out in an angered growl of his own, "Are leav-"

"Get your filthy-" I hiss, snatching my wrist out of his grasp, "Paws off of me." I grab my sweater on my way out, exiting the building without looking back. The bite of the cold wintry air is a relief for my heated skin. "I'm not going anywhere with you."

"I drove." He says through clenched teeth, hot on my heels.

"And I'm walking." I bite back, walking past the car as he climbs into the driver's seat.

"Riley!" Baekhyun bellows, putting the Audi in gear and slowly following me out of the parking lot. "Get in the fucking car!"

I cross my arms, scoffing out a laugh. It doesn't matter where the hell I am, I'm not getting back in that car with him. Bringing me all the way out here just to pull that shit. He can kiss my ass. I knew I shouldn't have gotten in that car with him. If I had taken my own four-seat beauty that I left back at home, I'd be halfway on the way to Jenny's by now.

Baekhyun continues to follow behind me, honking obnoxiously, attracting unwanted attention from bystanders that whisper amongst themselves. Some of them pull out their phones. What a spectacle we would make for the front cover of magazines, endlessly entertainment for all their peering eyes. Pausing for a moment to weigh my options, I step towards the Audi with a sigh, climbing in without a word to the fuming man next to me.

Baekhyun drives on, clutching onto the steering wheel with both hands. His grip is so tight his knuckles turn white. I direct my gaze out of the passenger window, avoiding him at all costs within the confines of the car. The long ride home and walk up to our apartment does nothing to ease my rage. Anger continues to thump angrily in my veins as the past two hours replay in my mind.

Baekhyun unlocks the door and holds it open for me. I walk into the apartment with a scoff, moving to tug off my boots only for my back to meet the wall, the front door closing with a startling slam.

"What was that?" Baekhyun glares at me, fire burning bright in his brown orbs. He can't exactly tower over me, but by his mannerism, he doesn't need any extra height to get his point across.

"What was that?" I mumble, peeling off my shoes, ducking under his arm to cross the other side of the room. The longer I stay in these warm clothes, the more I die from the uncomfortable heat.

"No, what the actual fuck, Riley?" He shakes his head, long strands of silver hair dangling in his fury-filled eyes. "You know exactly what I'm talking about."

"Fine." I retort, rolling my eyes and looking at him, "Who was that woman then?"

His nostrils flare. "Really?" He bites out, laughing in disbelief. "Is that really important right now?"

I cross the room in three strides, tilting my chin up to stand nose to nose with him. "It is to me if you haven't fucking noticed."

"Oh, I'm so sorry." He scoffs, stepping back. A cruel smile curls on his lips. "What should I do? I haven't paid Riley enough attention." All traces of humor leave his features, his minty breath washing over my cheeks. Baekhyun leans in again, his voice lowering into an angered growl. "Maybe if you weren't wetting yourself over me all morning, you'd figure it out."

I grind my teeth. "Who. Was. She?"

"For fuck-" Baekhyun reels back, his brown eyes rolling so hard into the back of his head a flicker of worry sparks in my chest before those dark orbs land on me again. "An ex-fling," he grits out. "Why does it matter?"

My hands fall limply to my sides. "Why didn't you tell me she would be there?" I ask. My voice is much quieter while I search his eyes for answers.

"What?" He scoffs, raising a brow. "How was I supposed to know she would be there?"

"Her name was on the roster-"

"I-" He shakes his head, pulling harshly on his hair. "What? Do you expect me to know the names of the women I've slept with?" A smirk quirks at his pink lips, his brown eyes so dark that his pupils have vanished in their mahogany depths. "Do you think I've kept some journal? " He purrs, grinning in delight when I shuffle uncomfortably on my feet. "Are you really that insecure?"

I stiffen. A bolt of something sinister shoots down my spine. Did this fucker just—

"Me?" I point to myself with wide eyes, laughing incredulously. "Me?.... You know, that's real fucking rich coming from you." I sneer, roughly tugging off my annoying turtleneck. What was once a reliable piece of clothing ends up torn in my fit of rage. I fling it out of my sight. Baekhyun's words loop over and over in my head. Even though I don't show it—they cut me. Deep. On a touchy subject. In a part of me I thought had died 2 years ago. He damn well knows it hurts when it's mentioned in such a menacing manner, and he still did it. For what? His weak stamina in wake of his long hours at work is suddenly the equivalent to the root of my trust issues?

My fingers curl so tightly into a fist, I can feel my nails pierce the skin. "You're one to talk." It's easier this way; keeping my back turned to him so I can mask the tears brimming my eyes. Who does he think he is? Who is he, period? How is this the same adoring man that was pursuing me the summer we met?.... It takes all my effort not to bolt for the front door—not to let my nose run or tears to stream down my face. No. I won't cry over him again. I won't let him win. Not like this.

Firm in my resolve, I take a deep breath before turning to him again. "You're not so confident, Mr. Big Shot..." My words falter at the sight of him ripping his shirt open, black buttons clattering all over the floor. "What-"

Baekhyun has me backed against the wall before I can utter another word. "Did you enjoy yourself?" He demands, holding my chin between his thumb and index finger. He peers down into my eyes; the familiar look held in his dark orbs has me quivering on the inside—and it isn't from fear. "Hmm? Did you enjoy embarrassing me earlier? Did you have your fun?"

I quickly recover. "Not my fault you don't know how to keep it in your pants."

"You wish you were in my pants." He grits out, lips curling mockingly.

There are so many things I want to throw up in his handsome face right now. So many little secrets and observations I've made over the past year that would make him falter—make him kneel. But today...

Today.

I choose violence.

Tangling my fingers in his hair, I yank on his delicate locks without remorse, pulling him into a brutal kiss of tongue and teeth. Baekhyun grunts in surprise, pressing me harder against the wall. The harsh clash of our mouths only seems to egg him on. The stinging bite he leaves on my bottom lip is nearly enough to break the skin. I don't know how long we stand there; my hands in his hair and his palms sliding down my back. There's no telling where he ends or I begin until the lack of air sinks in. His breathless puffs for air erupt goosebumps on my skin.

"Are we really doing this?" He pants, pulling away to brush his hair back. His eyes are more familiar to me now, softened by his calmer state, intense from the lust felt in his every touch.

I pause my exploration of his firm chest, arching a brow at him with a mocking grin. "Think you can last longer than a minute this time?"

Baekhyun clenches his jaw and steps away. For a moment, I worry if I pushed him too far until his lips crash back to mine. "Jump," He mutters gruffly, his grip near bruising on my ass.

"And if I don't..." The look in his eyes as he drags his dark brown eyes up to mine shuts me up entirely.

Baekhyun slowly leans closer, brushing his lips against the shell of my ear. "I'll fuck you against the goddamn window." The serious expression on his face combined with the threat is damn near intimidating—and I hate how aroused it leaves me.

Baekhyun hoists me up and walks to our room with quick strides, relentlessly keeping his lips glued to mine. He pushes open the door before dropping me unceremoniously onto the mattress. His lips are back on mine before I can chastise him for the mini heart attack, his impatient hands tug at the rest of my clothes. I let him pull off my pants and hurriedly move to unclip my bra in the meantime before his rough actions can rip the expensive fabric.

Baekhyun freezes above me, brown eyes transfixed on my matching red lacy set. It may be winter, but that doesn't mean I can't dress up nicely underneath endless layers of flannel and wool. Although, when I think about what happened not too long ago... Warmth fills my cheeks and I know I'm blushing way too hard to have done this countless times with him.

"Ah." Baekhyun tsks, stopping me from covering my chest. "Take it off." He breathes, soft lips brushing over my neck. "Let me see these tits bounce for me."

My eyes widen at his crude words, a gasp escapes my parted lips when he sucks harshly on a sensitive spot on my neck, pulling down the straps of my bra at a snail's pace. The poor clothing is tossed over his shoulder without a care in the world.

I'm no stranger to Baekhyun's habit of leaving pink and red hues on my skin, but today is different—today it feels like he has something to prove by trapping my skin between his teeth, marking me as his. He doesn't stop at my neck; his restless mouth ventures lower, painting my collarbones and chest with the shape of his lips.

I grit my teeth as he reaches my breasts, determined not to let him win me over so easily. It doesn't matter how much I want to melt under his warm hands mapping out the contours of my waist or tremble in anticipation at his breath fanning over my sensitive nipples. No matter what, I will not crumble... until he does first, at least.

Yeah—easier said than done with the way he's tugging my nipple with his teeth, roughly rolling the other between his fingers. It's all fun and games until his grip tightens on my hip, his pelvis grinding mercilessly against me. A move that has my back arching clear off of the mattress. He just presses me back down to the bed, continuing to alternate between each breast, pulling away minutes later with a wet pop of his lips. He's relentless in using every weak spot of mine. As if he knows what I'm trying to do.

"Not today, baby," He murmurs to my squirming form, chuckling in my ear. I can't help but bite my lip, breath caught in my throat when his hand slides down my body. His large palm covers my clothed core entirely. If it were any other day, I'd be flustered over how true his words from earlier were; the evidence of my previous admiring and current state of euphoria clear as day to his greedy hand, tugging at my last piece of clothing.

My heart races in the realization that I'm lying under him, almost completely bare, as he remains fully clothed besides the ripped shirt clinging to his broad shoulders.

"Ah," Baekhyun smacks my hands away, flashing a grin full of devious intentions. "Don't worry your pretty little head."

He's yanking my underwear down before I can get a word in, tossing them carelessly off the bed and spreading my thighs as far as they'll go.

"Always so ready for me," He muses, spreading my folds apart with his thumbs. I stop breathing entirely when he leans down, spitting onto my pussy. "Your hungry cunt has been waiting all morning for me, hmm?"

My lack of response doesn't bother him in the slightest as he meets my eye, sliding two of his long fingers into my core so suddenly I shout, grabbing his wrist. Baekhyun just pries my fingers off of him before interlocking them with his freehand, bracing our joined hands above my head. My eyes roll back at the burn of the unexpected intrusion. It's a dull, persistent ache while he shoves his fingers deeper into my cunt. He curls them up in a way that has me shaking at the seams, tugging at his silver locks as he brings me dangerously close to the edge. Right when I'm nearing my high, he pulls his fingers out, nonchalantly sucking on them while fiddling with his belt.

I gulp, relaxing back against the sheets. I can't even be mad at this point. Our argument ended the moment I started that fiery-filled kiss, but—

Baekhyun's belt clatters to the floor and his brown eyes have never looked so fierce—so carnal, I wonder if he plans to eat me alive. What I don't expect is for him to crawl further up the bed like an actual predator hunting his prey to hover over me again; his gaze not straying from mine for a second. The warmth of his body encloses me; it's second nature to relax under him when we're like this—when we're touching the tip of the iceberg before diving headfirst into the chilly depths of our lust. Sex with Baekhyun isn't like playing with fire; it's handling dry ice with bare hands.

And being in love with him is one of the most intense and excruciating experiences of my life.

We spend so much time eye-fucking each other that I'm not prepared for the bruising kiss he pulls me into, sliding his cock into my core without a warning.

"Ah—B-Baek!"

"Hmm?" He humors, his low voice filled with lust. "Now she speaks."

"Baekhyun." I gasp when he spreads my thighs wider; the pull from the unfamiliar stretch adds to his incessant pounding—his hips seeming to snap a mile a minute. Oh, please—please don't let both of us have muscle strain tomorrow morning. I swear I've never seen him move this fast for anything. Ever. Baekhyun, what the fuck? Have you started back up on your late-night visits to the gym or something? He's reaching depths he hasn't quite reached before, hitting a spot inside my core that makes me want to cringe away and slam myself onto his cock at the same time.

I yelp out when he tilts my hips at a different angle, not meaning to scratch his back so hard in my hurry to cling onto him. Baekhyun just groans, slamming rougher into me in retaliation, his teeth firmly bite down onto my shoulder.

"Baekhyun! what the—ah—fuck!?" I nearly shriek, appalled and aroused.

Baekhyun smirks, sliding a hand down to press his thumb on my clit. "What's the matter, baby?"

"B-" I can't even say his name without stammering, shaking under him when he slows down to roll his entire body against mine. The only thing I'm capable of at this point is gripping his shoulders, throwing my head back with a loud moan. I always thought of myself as not being a fan of sweat or having any strange, warm liquids touching me, but Baekhyun... Fucking Baekhyun. His sweaty chest brushing over my nipples is making me lose my damn mind—if I was feeling any more horny and adventurous, I'd lick the salty sweat off of his neck.

"Come on." Baekhyun pants with a satisfied grin. Sweat continues to drip from his honey-toned skin, sticking silver locks to his forehead. "Tell me."

The fucker, he knows exactly what's up. It's written all over his face. A part of me doesn't want to beg—my rational side. The one chastising me for falling into bed with him again in the first place. But I don't know how much longer I can take his teasing antics, so despite my stubbornness—despite the heart aching memories creeping up on me in such an intimate moment; I press my body to his.

"Fuck me like you mean it." I pant, yanking harshly on his hair, smirking at his pained hiss until his hips undulate in a new direction. The constant stimulation on my most sensitive spots has my high sneaking up on me so quickly, I don't have time to warn him.

"Bae—!"

Baekhyun's lips crash to mine, swallowing my cry of his name as I fall over that blissful edge. His cock is the only thing on my mind amongst the ringing in my ears—in the minute-long paradise where nothing else matters but our frantic hearts racing as one.

Baekhyun lets out a telling grunt before a burst of warmth fills me up. The remains of his release drip down my thighs with his erratic, shaky thrusts. He doesn't even pull out when he's done. He just leans tiredly over me, coaxing my lips into a lazy kiss. "You're the only one for me." He whispers as if sharing the biggest secret, all rosy-cheeked and wide-eyed.

Beautiful; there's no other way to describe him—in general, in this moment. Nothing compares to his mocha brown eyes that shine brighter than a million stars when his steady gaze sets on me. Nothing compares to the safety of his warm embrace that surrounds me. Nothing could come close to the way he drives me crazy in every single way. Love. Lust. Doesn't matter. If it's with him—for him, it's...

...

Is it worth it?

The emptiness I feel when he gently pulls himself from me triggers every painful memory imaginable: my birthday, the party, our summer fight, his ex, that phone call, his photoshoot...

Baekhyun collapses beside me on the bed, completely oblivious to the war going on in my head. He wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me close to his beating heart.

I wait for him to fall asleep, brushing damp silver locks of hair out of his eyes as his breathing slows. He looks so peaceful like that, so innocent while his face relaxes with sleep. So... So welcoming, like home.

Tears stream down my cheeks, blurring my vision of his twitching brows and pouted lips. I hope he's happy; I hope he got what he wanted.

Carefully sliding out from under his loving hold, I quietly get dressed, collect my duffle bag, and slip out of the room, holding onto the doorknob for dear life. His quiet mumbles drift through the crack of the door, tossing and turning as if already aware of my absence. I have to cover my mouth to contain my sobs.

I love him—I really do, but I...

I can't do this.

I can't take this anymore. If he won't open up to me; if he thinks I'm... I'm unworthy of knowing his past—hell, fuck that. Apparently caring too much leads to being left behind, if that encounter this morning is anything to go by.

My laughter just ends in more sobs, the salty taste of tears on my tongue more bitter with the realization that once again, I've lost.

But at what cost?

The ache in my chest and between my legs is an answer within itself—the last push I need to retrieve my car keys from the counter.

If he wants to be that way, Baekhyun... Baekhyun can do whatever the fuck he wants. What's the difference between me and all the others? What use am I? Is it because I learned how to cook? Clean? I wonder how many of those late nights at work are actually spent bent over his sketchpad. Am I his personal little stay-at-home trophy? Does it feel good to show me around important events? After today, I might as well hang up the thought of ever stepping into his world again. No one wants a possessive girlfriend in their corner of the wrestler ring. No one needs a jealous, nosy, demanding burden weighing them down. And I have my high standards as well.

I can—and will not—be one of those girls.

Not even for him.

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Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3  P(1) P(2) | Part 4 P(1) P(2) | Part 5 P(1)  P(2) | Part 6 Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3  P(1) P(2) | Part 4 P(1) P(2) | Part 5 P(1)  P(2) | Part 6 P(1)  P(2)✓ ----- P(3)   P(4)

A/N: I can feel the pitchforks on the rise, l-listen (<.<) just trust me on this, not all is lost.... Or is it?  😇 I’ll try to finish the next part as soon as I can. *cracks fingers* let’s see what this troubled couple gets up to next.

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Welcome, pick your hybrid!

Hybrid pets were the latest big trend, and somehow, everyone you knew had one. They all seemed so happy too. So why not get one of your own as well? Visiting your local hybrid adoption centre, you were guided through when a certain enclosure caught your eye - 9 hybrids that were just too cute to pass up. And they all looked like they were being ignored by the others that were visiting the centre. Choosing [idol], you signed the papers, were given a gift bag to start off and went home with [idol]

Park Seonghwa

Adoption ID; 0042.

Seonghwa arrived at the adoption centre after his previous owner became too old to look after him. Distraught after leaving them, he rarely spoke to any of the other hybrids, preferring to keep to himself

Sexuality: Bisexual, male lean, polyamorous

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Park Hyerin

Adoption ID; #0210

 Hyerin was taken out of an abusive household by the owner of the adoption centre; bloodied and bruised, malnourished and distrusting of humans. The adoption centre adds that you do not force Hyerin to eat or do anything she doesn’t want. Her trust is hard to gain and easy to lose.

Sexuality: Pansexual, open to being polyamorous

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 Kim Hongjoong

Adoption ID: #0114

 Hongjoong was born within the adoption centre, a product  of a breeding scheme to introduce more domesticated foxes into the pet market. Soft spoken, Hongjoong tends to communicate how he feels through gestures rather than openly speaking.The adoption centre recommends that you try to understand that he doesn’t speak all that often, unless he has something to say.

Sexuality: Bisexual, male lean, polyamorous

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  Jeong Yunho

Adoption ID : #0132

 Yunho was brought into the adoption centre as a young pup after his old owner cold no longer look after the litter their older dog had given birth to. A little bundle of energy, Yunho tends to be a little hyper-active sometimes, so please bare with him when he gets excited.

Sexuality: Homosexual, open to polyamory

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 Kang Yeosang

Adoption ID: #0142

 Yeosang was taken from a zoo after they had no more room to house all the newborn ferrets. Smart-mouthed, he soon became a favourite among the centre’s staff. Although, he does come across as quite innocent.

Sexuality: Demisexual, monogamous

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  Choi San

Adoption ID: #0213

 San was forgotten by his owners once they had moved out, and he was left to wonder the back streets of Seoul on his own, until he was brought to the adoption centre and given a somewhere to call home until he’s adopted.

Sexuality: Pansexual, polyamorous

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 Song Mingi

Adoption ID: #0062

 Mingi was brought to the adoption centre by the local zoo, when they had realised they didn’t have the space for an extra panda in their exhibit. Often found taking a nap, he enjoys the personal attention

Sexuality: Heterosexual, monogamous

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 Jung Wooyoung

Adoption ID: #0412

 Wooyoung was found by the side of the road by the adoption centre’s founder, having just missed becoming a roadkill accident. However, his mother didn’t make it. Arriving to the adoption centre with a case of survivors guilt, Wooyoung tends to only act in his usual behaviour with those he trusts.

Sexuality: Bisexual, female lean, polyamorous

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Choi Jongho

Adoption ID: #0251

 Jongho was brought to the adoption centre by the founder’s own family, when they had seen the leopard hybrid being offered to better-funded centres. Already used to the lifestyle, it didn’t take long for Jongho to adapt. He still missed his old home, however.

Sexuality: Bisexual, monogamous

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[lavishedinjimin]

Little girl -> pjm (m)

↳ Pairing: jimin x reader ↳ genre: vampirejimin!au ↳ word count: 6.0k ↳ warnings: vampire!jimin, shapeshifters, dd/lg themes, dom!jimin, sub!reader, cunnilingus, spanking, dirty talk, overstimulation, unprotected sex — synopsis: After you’ve agreed to go to a campfire with your friend, she introduces you to a rather unique group of people. But then you meet Jimin, who had a way different first impression than everyone else. 

(Before you read! Info may not all be true, please enjoy reading anyway :D)

If agreeing to your friend’s request of going to a campfire in the middle of the woods at twelve midnight wasn’t the most horrifying thing someone can do, then you’re wrong.

It all started when your closest friend, Hyerin, technically forced you to join her to this ‘twelve-midnight campfire’ agenda with a couple other people that you hardly ever know.. Hyerin literally begged on her knees, pleading with those stupid puppy eyes that you couldn’t help but to say ‘yes’ to. “Hyerin, I’m just going to be awkward and say nothing. I’ll look so stupid and out of place.”

“Y/n, my friends are also your friends and—”

“Okay, that’s so not true.”

“Okay, whatever. Don’t worry, all of them are very nice and we’ll get along easily! There’s nothing to be afraid of,” she smiles and shows off her pearly whites, “You’ll love them.” 

Rolling your eyes playfully, you scoff at her, “They better not be shapeshifters like you.”

Hyerin smirks, “No comment.”

~

“What the fuck is this place,” You whisper, holding your coat jacket closer to your frail body as the cold winds were brushing your skin. Walking even deeper inside the dark, abysmal woods, the forest of tall but thin trees were the only things visible as far as the eye could see. The crinkly sounds of the dry leaves crushing underneath your shoes perceptible as you tried to find a red-orange light anywhere. “Are you sure this is the right way to go?”

“What a dumb question, Y/n. I’ve been here lots of times.” Hyerin chuckles as she intertwines her arm around yours to guide you. “You know? When I’m feeling the need to go for a little run in the woods.”

“Hyerin, you scare me sometimes,” you say in a soft voice, making her giggle. She pulls you closer to her body as she maneuvers you to the left – and you immediately saw the large fire amid a cleared-out area. Your eyes spotted a girl and four other boys, and your heart immediately pounds hard in your chest. With only the feeble light of the full moon above you, you couldn’t see their faces clearly. They appeared to be already in a deep conversation as they were sat on a huge tree trunk.

“There they are,” Hyerin says as she walked faster, dragging you along with her. You felt your heart jump when one of the boys looked directly at your eyes, and you feel your face burning. You couldn’t even see his face that clearly. The boy said something to the group and it made the rest of them look at the both of you, smiles painting on their faces.

“Hyerin!” the girl was the first one to stand up and greet the two of you. “This is Y/n, Y/n, she’s Solji.”

You greeted her politely, going in a little hug. “If you don’t mind me asking…are you a doe too?”

Solji laughs, tipping her head back as she places her hands on her stomach. You laughed along with her awkwardly, furrowing your eyebrows as the question of “Why was that funny?” crossed your mind. She places a hand on your left shoulder, “Yes, I am. Gosh, didn’t Hyerin tell you?”

You look at your best friend with a glare and looked back at Solji, shaking your head, “No. She just said ‘no comment’.”

Solji emits a chuckle and turns around to look at the group of people behind her. “Over here,” she starts, “we have three other shapeshifters. But don’t be afraid, one’s a normal human being just like you.”

Your eyes expand at her words, feeling bewildered. You immediately scanned the group of people and suddenly all of her words made sense. You felt Hyerin place her hand on your shoulder, “Y/n, they won’t hurt you,” she snickers, “They won’t hurt such a delicate and cute little human like you.” You slap her hand away from her words, “Shut it, Hyerin.” You have never met any other shapeshifters before besides Hyerin, and you didn’t know how others behaved.

“They’re not like that, Y/n. Promise you.” Hyerin says comfortingly and you finally calmed down a little. Solji motions you to come with her and all three of you walk closer to the crowd. “Guys, meet Y/n.”

Their heads instantly whip to your direction and you felt your cheeks blush from all of the eyes on you. “Hello,” one of the four boys stands up for a handshake, “I’m Hoseok, nice to meet you.” You notice how his eyes sparkled, his smile looked bright and authentic. You obviously weren’t good at analyzing who’s a shapeshifter or a human being, but Hoseok definitely looked pretty normal to you. You shake his hand back with a polite smile.

“Guys, don’t be rude and introduce yourselves to Y/n.” he turns around to the other boys and one of them – a tall and well-built man stands up from his seat on the log and walks over to you with a confident strut.

“Jungkook, nice to meet you.” He simply smiles, and his grip on your hand was firm and strong. “N-Nice to meet you too.” You mentally slapped yourself for stuttering, but you couldn’t help it. You heard him let out a heavy sigh that made you crease your brows at him. “Do you already know that…uh, that we are—”

“Shapeshifters?” You cut him off, and Jungkook only nods at you with a little smile.

“Yeah. I’m glad you knew. I’m a bear, by the way.”

A bear? A fucking bear? You were about to retort an answer but he was quicker to continue his words.

“That’s Seokjin over there—” he points to a very tall, bright and energized looking guy. Seokjin smiles at you kindly and nods once, “He’s an owl.”

You let out a little giggle “Looks like one,” you mutter.

Jungkook furrows his brows down at you, “Is that an insult? Anyway… This,” he directs to another man who was leaning forward on his seat, resting his elbows on his knees. He looked very laid back and relaxed, his jet black hair parted in the middle to show his eyebrows. “His name is Jimin. He’s a vampire.”

“A vampire?!”

Maybe you said that a little too loud, and Jimin’s head immediately whips at your direction. The moment his eyes locks on yours, you felt your body tingle at the weird and unfamiliar sensation it brought you. The sudden cold wind brushed your face and you involuntarily shivered. His look was so firm on yours, unwavering. He kept his eyes on yours and you can’t help but think if he’s the one controlling everything. But then again – you know nothing about vampires.

“Hyerin didn’t tell you?” Jungkook asks as he cocks his head to the side. Your eyes never looked away from Jimin’s, even though you wanted to. His eyes were dark, looking at you deeply with such intensity that you couldn’t escape. It made you nervous, thinking that he might be doing something to your body or to your mind that you didn’t know.

“S-She,” you took a deep breath, “She told me nothing.”

“Oh,” Jungkook shrugs, “Oh well. Now you know!” He shouts with a big smile on his face. He drags you to the circle and invites you to sit beside him. You politely smile at whoever eyes you meet, trying to find a comfortable spot on the rough wood. You were sat in between Jungkook and Hyerin while the others sat on their own logs. After the weird little occurrence between you and Jimin, you fought your hardest not to make eye contact with him any further.

“So, Y/n, what do you shift into?” Seokjin asks you genuinely, leaning his body forward. His big and round eyes looking at you innocently. You heard Hyerin chuckle beside you, shaking her head.

“I’m—”

“She’s mortal.”

Jimin’s deep and sultry voice spoke unexpectedly, and all heads turn towards him. He wasn’t looking at anyone, instead he was playing with his fingers, head hung low. You swallow the heavy ball that formed on your throat, heart beating faster once again. How does he know? Jimin’s aura was quite something; he was giving off some rather mystifying and peculiar vibes. But underneath all that, you felt intimidated. His dark irises were the most captivating and intense pairs you’ve ever laid your eyes upon.

“She is?” Seokjin says, “How do you know that?”

~

How do I know that?

Vampires can figure out anything about a person with just a smell of their blood. We know if a person has shapeshifting abilities or not. We can recognize how one feels, emotions, and comprehension in the easiest of ways. Y/n – in this case – radiates such a true and natural vitality. She smelled so good¸ and I haven’t sensed anyone this untainted and unadulterated in my whole life. Y/n, that girl, seemed so pure, and the blood in my veins boils because of it.

Shrugging my shoulders simply to Seokjin, I replied, “Just felt it.”

I couldn’t help but lock eyes with Y/n again – just the way how she always seemed so nervous, how her cute and big eyes grow wide made me insane. It was insane how a simple girl can make me feel that way, yet I don’t even know who she is.

I wish I could come closer to her, to smell her, to feel her – but I knew that it would be too much, right?

Noticing how Y/n forces a little smile, I felt my heart jump. She was so adorable. She was still trying to fight her tense little persona in front of her, and all I wanted to do is to comfort her, tell her that there’s nothing to be afraid of. But she’s too afraid of me. Too intimidated.

“I don’t have a clue how Hyerin persuaded you to join us. You look absolutely terrified right now.” Solji exclaimed to Y/n, which lead to Hoseok slapping her forearm with creased eyebrows.

“Well,” Y/n coughs to fix her voice, “It’s sort of hard to say no when she’s literally begging on her knees.”

“Not the first time she’s in that position,” Hoseok grins knowingly, which lead everyone to cackle in their seats. I turn to look at Y/n, and instantly notice the blush forming on her cheeks. My lips form into a smirk, eyeing how she sits so properly, hands playing with the fabric of her leggings while her head hung low. She looked so out of place, so dangerous for a sweet, little girl like her.

“Hoseok, shut up. Y/n doesn’t like hearing these sort of things…” Hyerin attempts to make her feel better but Y/n just feels bad. 

The girl shakes her head side to side, “No, no, it’s alright,” she exclaims, “I’m old enough.”

I chuckle at her words and suddenly find the courage to speak up. I nod my head to her direction, tilting my chin up, “Then how old are you, little girl?”

The petname made Y/n go red, and I could feel how she was getting shy. I wasn’t really intending to call her that, but the little nickname just slipped past my lips. It was involuntary, and she looked very youthful.

“M-My age?”

I snicker at the way she stutters. She was startled to speak, I can tell.

“I…just turned eighteen.”

All the blood inside me instantly shoots down to my core, feeling my cock twitch beneath the skinny jeans that I was wearing. “Fuck,” I mutter, pulling my head low so no one could notice. I was always attracted to those who had such a pure aspect, and she was still so young. Innocence was just an internal desire, and it makes me want more from her. It always turned me on how one can easily corrupt themselves and give away their innocence to someone else. How someone can completely lose their control and let their partner handle them in whichever way they want.

Somehow, young ones were more fun to play with. More fun to chase. Y/n exuded such a fragile aura that makes me want to hold her still in my hands, take care of her, let her know who’s in charge. Yet, there’s this feeling where I just want to bend her over a table and spank her cute ass until it’s all red with my handprint, wanting to punish her, to degrade her for being so naughty for a vampire like me. I’d imagine how tight she would be, already knowing that her past fucks weren’t as good as a girl like her deserves.

Damn, what is she doing to me?

~

Did I say something wrong?

You thought as soon as you saw Jimin lowering his head down. Still, you tried to shrug the thought aside and let yourself calm down. You still weren’t over the fact that he called you ‘little girl’, and you feel like you won’t. The petname somehow struck something inside you, and you couldn’t explain what it was.

The evening went out nicely, the other boys were pretty kind to you as they tried to keep a conversation going. They got to know you a little bit better, how you became friends with Hyerin, how you reacted, and all that without looking at Jimin. You would often notice observe how Jimin would run his hands through his thick hair, or how he’d lean forward on his elbows. They were such simple actions but he made it look so alluring to not notice.

“Hyerin…” you whispered, tugging on her sleeves. She turns to you with a raised brow.

“I badly need to pee.”

All of the muscles in her face tense from your words, and you see her clenching her jaw. Your foot tapped repeatedly on the ground, panicking.

You shouldn’t have drowned all those bottles of water earlier.

“Just go hide here in the woods.” She said a matter of factly, and as if it was just such a simple task. Her voice was a bit too loud as she intended it to be, and a few other heads turned to the both of you.

“She wants to go to the toilet?” Solji asks, and you felt your face blush in deep red. Mouth opening to reply, but Hyerin was faster. “Mhm. I told her she can just pee on plants, it’s a good thing.”

“She isn’t a doe like you, Hyerin.”

“She acts like one.”

“Is that a compliment?” You butted in, but Hyerin shushes you.

Solji fills her mouth with a handful of popcorn that someone has brought, munching as she speaks, “There’s a little cabin somewhere, it has a working toilet.”

“It’s too far from here, she’s gonna pee her pants.” Hoseok says who was apparently listening attentively to the conversation. You groan in annoyance as you stomped your feet on the soil, your bladder getting weaker and weaker every second.

“Do you want me to take her there?” The familiar deep and sultry voice speaks, and your head instantly flips to his direction with creased brows.

“Yes!” “No!”

You and Hyerin both say at the same time, and you both look at each other with a confused look.

“Y/n, he can take you to the cabin in a speed of light. You’re either gonna go with Jimin or you’ll have to pee your pants.”

Jimin smirks to himself as he sees you contemplating whether to go with him or not. But you feel like you were about to burst in any second, so you agree.

“Okay, okay, I’ll go with him.”

Solji and Hyerin sighs in relief and Jimin swiftly stands up. You gulp, walking to his direction.

Jimin makes a ‘come here’ motion with his index finger and you simply oblige. He places his right hand on your back and was about to crouch down, but you stop him. “A-Are you sure you can carry me?”

Jimin lets out a deep chuckle which resonated all throughout your body, sending electrifying shots. Instead of replying, he continues his interrupted scheme and lifts you up swiftly, bridal style. You blink rapidly when Jimin sends you a wink, biting his lip teasingly. You wanted to feel disgusted at his rude actions, but you were rather turned on. Some of the black strands of his hair fell down on his forehead, which gave him a very seductive and hot look. He holds you without any difficulty, your body feeling like a sack of feathers. You nervously wrapped your arms around his neck, not knowing if he was okay with it until he nods, reassuring you. You gulped the knot forming in your throat.

“H-How fast can you—”

Before you could even finish your sentence, the surroundings around you immediately turned blurry, feeling a cold gush of wind hitting your body with such force. It felt like all the blood in your body was gone as you shivered. You didn’t feel nor see anything, not until three seconds later and you were in front of a brown cabin.

Jimin settles you down but you stumble on your feet, losing your balance for a moment. He was quick to place his hands firmly on your waist, preventing you to fall. “Hey, hey, you alright?” he rasps, looking straight at your eyes. Something about his firm grip on your body made you feel so tiny around him. It was such a stern and domineering hold which ignited a fire in your stomach. You forced a smile, “Y-Yeah.”

Jimin smiles, eyes turning into little crescents as he motions you to go inside the cabin with one hand.

“Can you hold my coat?” You ask with a small voice which made him chuckle. Jimin thought you sounded so adorable, crossing his arms together as one hand played with his bottom lip.

“Of course.” He simply states and smiles, shrugging your coat off and handing it to him. He hung the clothing on his left arm as he watches you walk inside the shed. It didn’t have a door, and you immediately saw a lot of dusty tools, metal scraps and wooden planks all over the place. There was a large wooden table which had an empty flower pot placed randomly on one side which you furrow your brows to.

Nevertheless, you walk towards the other side where there was a separate room (that thankfully has a door) and you spot the toilet, quickly rushing to relieve yourself. Whether it was a clean toilet or not, you didn’t care – because you’d rather sit on a few bacteria rather than have a huge wet spot soaking your leggings.

“Thank god,” you sigh once you were finished, walking out of the little room to find Jimin fiddling with your coat. He was holding onto it so tightly, almost bringing the fabric up to his nose. He lets out an involuntary groan from the sweet and candy-like scent, his eyes almost closing shut.

You were not gonna lie, but the sight turned you on. The action looked so goddamn filthy and that it made your core tingle. Jimin can sense your presence, of course he did, and he looked up to meet your wide eyes with a smirk forming his luscious lips.

“Do even fucking know how good you smell?”

You would’ve understood that question just like any other normal human would be, and you took it as a simple compliment. You tilt your head to the side, “Well, thank you, Jimin.” The man in front of you chuckles, looking down at the dusty wooden floors as he shakes his head in disbelief.

Of course you wouldn’t get that.

“What are you doing to me, baby?” You faintly hear him say beneath his breath and before you knew it, he was pressing his whole body against your own, towering his height over you. You gasped at how fast it all happened at once, heart beating very fast when Jimin takes your chin with one hand to force it upwards. His eyes suddenly turned into a deep-black color, clouded with hunger and desire.

“Precious, cute little girl you are,” he growls, his tone a lot lower than before, “You dirve me fucking crazy.” Jimin lowers his head and nears it on the crook of your neck as he places a sweet and tender kiss on your soft skin. You shiver at his touch, and he smirks when he sees the goosebumps appearing on your skin. “You turn me on so much, Y/n. The things I want to do to your body…” he trails off and his hands lower to your waist, pulling your body even closer to his. He was now firmly pressed against you, and you were almost holding your breath.

You didn’t know what to feel, though. You were nervous because hell – he was still a vampire – and he could probably kill you at any time he wants. You were also turned on because of his words and his hot aura, the way he was presenting himself to you with such a dominating quality. His hot breath was fanning your face, and you could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter as each second pass.

“I-I…I didn’t do anything, though.” You mumble but you immediately felt electricity running through your veins when Jimin releases a degrading chuckle, making you blush. He runs a hand through your messy hair, but suddenly grips it tightly that causes you to gasp and your head is tilted back. Your core tingled at his rough action, your soaking underwear was making you uncomfortable.  

“You give off such an innocent and sweet vibe, baby. I get so horny whenever you’re near.” He grows the last sentence and you gulp, trying to look at him with big eyes. “I know how wet you are, baby. I know that you’re so turned on right now, you love how I talk dirty to you, huh?” he asks with a stern tone and you instantly nod.

“Words, my little girl.”

“Y-yes, I love it.”

Jimin tsk-ed and releases the hold he has on your hair. He places your coat on the table behind you and grabs your body to roughly push you against the cabin’s wall. You release a soft ‘oof’, and he takes your hands to trap it against the wood. He was being so rough with you – and you loved it.

His lips were teasingly brushing against yours as you felt him press his hips on you. You felt his hard member against your lower stomach, causing you to moan softly. Smirking, he was slowly grinding his hard-on against you as he analyzes your reactions. You bite your lip to prevent yourself from moaning, but Jimin releases your hands to grip your jaw. “Moan for me, baby. C’mon, don’t be shy,” he mocks, his sinister smirk growing larger.

Jimin grinds even harder and you finally let yourself loose, moaning and whining for him. You close your eyes shut as you let him control you. “Look at you, fuck,” he mumbles, “I’m not even doing much and here you are, whining for me.”

Without warning he rips himself off of you and pushes you to the table. He gave a firm push on your upper back, making you bend over the table. He suddenly lands a spank on your right ass cheek, causing you to whimper. “I fucking love it when you whimper,” he spanks you again, and you hold yourself up on your forearms as you close your eyes tightly. The cruel sound resonated throughout the small room, and it was making you drip. 

Jimin chuckles, “You like that?” He spanks you even harder than before, not having any mercy. “My little girl loves being spanked, huh? Who would’ve known that a girl like you could be so fucking twisted.”  

He pulls your leggings down and he releases a guttural moan when he sees how wet you are for him. You were soaking your panties, and he couldn’t help but to take a deep inhale of you. “Fucking shit,” he groans and spanks your already red butt once again, “practically dripping for Daddy.”

D-Daddy?

Your stomach did triple axels and thousands of backflips at that word. It was always a fantasy of you to call someone Daddy, and today may be the blessed day.

“Only for you, Daddy,” you purposely whimpered in the hottest way that you can, obviously teasing him.

He lands another hit to your cheek accompanied by a groan, “You love teasing Daddy, don’t you?” he chuckles. “I’m gonna eat that wet fucking cunt of yours, got it little girl?”

“O-Okay, Daddy.”

Jimin kneels down and he was now eye-level with your heat. He releases a deep sigh and palms his throbbing dick to relieve some pleasure. You smelled so sweet, and it was messing with his senses. He didn’t wasn’t any more time and pulls your panties down to reveal your glistening lips.

“Fuck,” he rumbles as he takes two fingers to separate your puckering labia, letting your juices drip further down your slick. The cold touch of his fingers made you quiver from excitement, and you involuntarily pushed your hips backward for more. Jimin snickers at your attempt and uses both hands to massage your behind. “Hmm,” he spanks you sharply, making you gasp, “you’re so wet, baby. Do you want my tongue on that cute little pussy?” he asks and slaps you again when you don’t answer fast enough.

“O-okay, okay. I want your tongue so bad, Daddy.”

“That’s what Daddy likes to hear, little girl.”

Jimin leans in to lick a bold stripe from your clit and up to your entrance, collecting your sweet juices in his mouth. His eyebrows were furrowed from how blissful you tasted, like candy-water on his tongue. Jimin feels his dick twitch in his pants – begging for attention.

“Sweet cunt, I can eat you all night.” He groans and leans in again, this time sucking on your clit while giving it little kitten licks. You felt so overwhelmed, you feel like your head was about to explode in pleasure. You tried to hold onto something on the table but failed miserably and you only scratched your nails on the old, dusty wood.

Jimin all of the sudden prods the tip of his tongue inside your hole, and you almost burst then and there. “A-ah, please…” you whisper in need, biting your lip harshly when he inches the muscle further and further until you were shaking. Jimin removes his tongue for two seconds before pushing it all back it as his hand flew up to toy with your clit. All of the sensations were too much for you to handle at once as his sinful tongue keeps punishing your entrance. He had no mercy, he like a man on a mission. His tongue swirled around your slick and sucked on your clit until he brought you near an orgasm.

“D-Daddy, I think I’m gonna cum…” you said brokenly, eyebrows creased and your mouth hangs open in pleasure.

“Yeah? Wanna cum on my mouth like the good little girl you are, hmm?” he mutters as his fingers furiously rubbed on your clit. “Gonna let Daddy get a taste of you?”

You nod immediately, “Yes, yes, please…” you mewled, and Jimin grins. “Cum.”

Your walls frantically clenched as your cum spilled out of you. Jimin wastes no time to catch your cum on his mouth, lavishing you on his tongue. He growls as he continues sucking and licking your sensitive heat. He finally stands up after cleaning you up with a smirk and flips you around. With great strength, he lifts your body up the table and you lay down on it. The way how Jimin handled you with such roughness made you blush. You liked it.

“You’re such a naughty, naughty little girl aren’t you, baby?” he mutters as he leans his head closer to you. His plump lips glistening in your wetness was making you clench around nothing. His words truly were affecting you, and he knows that you like it. “Do you want me to continue, hmm? Would you let me have you, y/n?”

You nodded your head, clearly being impatient, “Yes. I wan’ it Daddy…” you breathed out. He smiles evilly and proceeds to unbutton his pants. The sight you had in front of you was making you drool, and he kept his eyes on yours. His eyes, those deep irises that always lit a fire inside of you was making your breath hitch. He removes his shirt away, too, and you gawk at his neatly-toned stomach. He had such a thin waistline that looked so fucking hot, and your hands were craving to run it all over his abs.

“Daddy’s not going to remove your shirt, baby, it’ll be too cold.”

“But Daddy, I can handle it…” you whine, but Jimin only shakes his head and tuts. He takes both hands to grope your covered breasts, and your nipples grew harder than it was before. You whimper quietly at the action. “Listen to me, little girl. Or else you’ll be in great trouble…” his voice deepens on the last sentence as a warning, making you gulp and immediately obey him.

He finally pulls his underwear down, his long and hard dick springing out with a bounce. You verbally moan at the sight, wanting to cum for a second time then and there. Jimin chortles as he wraps his hand around the shaft, teasingly stroking it as he looks at your reaction. You lick your lips when you see him spreading his precum, using it as lubrication. The view was too much to fucking handle. His other arm reaches up to comb his jet-black hair back, while the other one kept stroking his cock. You knew he was doing this to get you more riled up.

“Please…” you mewl, getting so desperate for his cock. You’ve never felt so eager before, and he was messing with your mind. “Please fuck me…”

Jimin smirks as he tilts one eyebrow up at you, “Really? You want me?” he taunts while stepping forward to just lightly brush the tip of his dick against your throbbing hole, making you squirm. “How bad do you want me?”

You groan in annoyance yet Jimin only chuckles. “Words. Daddy needs to hear those words, little girl.”

“Please please please, Daddy. I want you to fuck me. I want you to fill me up, I want it so bad. Please…I’ll be a good girl for you. Only yours…” You couldn’t believe that those words really came out of your own mouth. Yet you didn’t care, you couldn’t think of anything else but to have Jimin dick you down in this small, dusty wooden cabin.

“That’s what I like.” He groans, and finally enters you carefully. Inch by inch, you were already a moaning mess beneath him.

“Thaaaat’s it. That’s my good fucking girl,” he growls with creased eyebrows. You were so tight yet so wet that he had no trouble in entering you. Your walls were clenching sporadically around him, and Jimin didn’t waste any time and started to thrust hard and deep inside of you.

“O-ohh, Da-ddy,” you whimpered, clawing at his back for support. He had the table shifting on the floor which made your whole body rock back and forth.

“Who would’ve known a cute, preserved-looking girl like you would let a vampire fuck her tight little pussy, huh?” he snarls as he keeps going faster and harder, making your eyes roll back from the pleasure. Suddenly, his hand reaches up to wrap around your jugular, and you almost came at that moment. The way he held your throat so possessively and so firmly caused you to whimper, looking straight into his orbs. “Oh, you like that, huh?” he smirks as he tightens his grip just a little bit, making you gasp.

Jimin was astonished that you didn’t even react weirdly to his little action, thinking that you’d be uncomfortable. But you handled everything he gave you like a champ. You looked so cute underneath him as he pounded into you, a whimpering and moaning mess. You tugged on his hair as he fastens his thrusts in an inhumane pace, and you instantly felt the knot in your stomach for the second time.

“Mmnggf, Daddy…I’m so close,” you whined and Jimin’s mouth came in contact to your lips, kissing you tenderly. You feel your body and mind about to burst from all of the overwhelming sensations that he was giving you, yet you loved each second of it.

“I know, baby, I can feel it,” he grunts when you tighten your walls around him, “Wanna cum on my cock little girl? C’mon, I know you can do it.” He removes his hand around your neck and instead lowers it down to reach for your clit, rubbing it just the way you liked it. Your body quivered as you arched your back from the addicting and blissful feeling, shutting your eyes tight. “Come for Daddy.”

And with that, you released your load around his cock. Your walls were spasming intensely, making Jimin release an animalistic growl. “Goddamn, baby,” he mutters as your orgasm kept going, “such a good girl.”

Jimin catches his high as well and pulls away, pumping his cock several times until his cum spurted into your lower belly. Jimin threw his head back in pleasure, his abs flexing as he was breathing heavily. Beads of sweat trickled down his forehead and his chest was moist, and both of you looked fucked up. Literally.

After you both calmed down, Jimin reaches for his underwear and pants and pulls it back up. He helps you get dressed too, assisting you in putting your coat back on. He turns you around with a smile on his face, pressing a kiss on your lips. He pulls your body closer to him, “You did so well for me, Y/n,” he nuzzles his face on the crook of your neck and he smells you once again. You smelled even better than before if that’s even possible. “So, so good.”

You giggle at his remarks and you push his face away, “You were amazing too, Daddy, the best I’ve ever had.”

Jimin raises a brow up at your sentence, “The best you’ll only have, baby.”

His words surprised you. Did that mean…

“Anywho, let’s go? They’re probably waiting for us.”

You disregarded the thoughts you were having from his earlier statement and instead you nod your head. “Yeah, let’s go.”

~

“There you guys are! Holy fuck,” Hyerin yells as she sees the two of you in her sight, making everyone turn their heads. Jimin lays you back down on the ground with a little smirk on his face.

“It’s been two and a half hours, where have you been?” Solji asks, standing up as she walks over to you and Jimin. Solji creases her brows when she sees you blushing, and Jimin with that shit-eating grin on his face. “Odd,” she tilts her head to the side, “I sense something odd with the two of you.”

Hyerin stands up as well and approaches you with a concerned look, “Are you okay, Y/n?”

“Yeah, yeah. I’m okay, don’t worry.”

Neither the less, Hyerin shrugged her shoulders. “Anyway, what took the two of you so long? We were already eating smores without you.”

“Did Jimin lose his vampire abilities? Maybe they had to walk back.” Jungkook laughs with a mouthful of smores, making his cheeks look puffy and full. Jimin rolls his eyes at the youngest, “I didn’t.”

“Then why—”

Solji suddenly comes closer to you and takes an inhale, raising her brows right after, “Y/n smells like sex.”

Everyone, besides you and Jimin, releases a teasing satisfactory sound. Your face immediately goes red, covering your face in your hands. You felt Jimin’s arm snaking around your waist and tugs your close to him. Jimin lowers his head down to press a kiss on top of your head in front of everyone. He had no shame at all.

“Well, Jimin, you like her?” Seokjin asks with a smirk.

Jimin locks eyes with you affectionately and flashes a genuine smile, “I do. A lot.”

~

Okay, I apologize if I kept all of you waiting for me to post, but I now present you a little Jimin oneshot. School has been preoccupying me lately but I’ll find time to write more. 

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[thepalace]

the dance, the night

➳  Princess Minjung wouldn’t have thought that she would enjoy her night.

characters ➵ Jung Minjung, Jackson Wang

warnings ➵ fluff

“You look beautiful, Princess!”

“The most elegant princess out of all the princesses!”

Princess Minjung turned towards the 2 royal maids with a straight face - causing them to lower their heads in embarrassment. 

“I don’t think this fits me. I don’t know… I have never gone to galas or masquerades..” Princess Minjung muttered and the 2 young royal maids went to her sides.

“And that is why Queen Jung assigned us—

“Your 2 royal maids that has been serving you since young—

“To be the one to choose your gowns! We took care of other royal kingdom’s princesses' gowns, so trust us!” 

Princess Minjung’s young twin royal maids, Hyeri and Hyerin exclaimed as they were given a task which is to choose different gowns for the princess and they were happy to help the princess regarding the choosing of gowns.

“I trust the two of you but.. I’m not confident wearing the gowns.. Can I just wear the usual royal suits?” Princess Minjung turned towards the twins as their eyes widened in unison then shaking their heads in disagreement.

“No, your highness! This was an order given by the Queen! We would be punished if you wear the usual royal suits!” Hyeri, the older twin, expressed herself with a terrified expression - making the princess turn her sight towards the mirror, observing her own reflection.

Princess Minjung was in a purple gown, most of the fabric on the outer layer are veils but the inner layers are silk so it was quite comfortable for the princess. There were sparkly designs  on her waist area causing the attention to be on her small waist.

The princess hoped that the ball room wasn't going to be cold as her shoulders and arms were exposed as well as her chest area even though there were veils covering them.

With a sigh, Princess Minjung gave the approval signal for the twins to continue helping her do her face and hair. Hyerin, the younger twin was clever enough to put on a light layer of makeup on the princess while the older twin decided to just slightly curl her hair.

It was all about minimalism regarding her makeup and hair.

“Thank you, you two.” muttered the princess as her gaze went towards the window to see cars lining up - knowing it was the royal families from different kingdoms. There were families she recognized as Princess Minjung were the ones who attended meetings together with King Jung.

“Everything is going to be fine, Princess. Prince Jackson is going to be there,” Hyerin commented as the princess’s head snapped towards her with a slight frown. 

The twins giggled towards each other, watching the princess walk back and forth in nervousness.

“Face it, Princess. You like him and he likes you,” Hyeri added and Princess Minjung slightly tilted her head as she looked at the young maid.

“I don’t think he likes me in terms of having romantic feelings for me. We are just friends - best friends,” answered the Princess as she leaned against the nearby book-shelf.

“But best friends don’t kiss each other on the cheek whenever you part ways,” asserted Hyerin while raising her eyebrows.

“Yeah, especially a Prince. Princes don’t kiss a princess on the cheek - usually they would kiss the Princess’s hand on the back.” Hyeri added and the princess groaned in annoyance hearing her childhood friends teasing her.

“Prince Jackson is an exception.” Princess Minjung muttered as she smiled a little, remembering the times when they were together.

Ever since Princess Minjung saved King Wang from the evil general from the finance department, King and Queen Wang would always call the Princess of Jung Kingdom over for tea sessions - wanting to know more about the Princess.

It was normal for Prince Jackson to join the session - yet Princess Minjung was actually thankful that the young prince joined. The Princess felt awkward since there were 2 adults and she was the only young one.

With the addition of the Prince, the princess was able to communicate well plus Prince Jackson is like a friend to her and the way he talked to his parents was informal - the princess was amazed that King and Queen Wang didn’t bother to correct him.

Since then, Princess Minjung would teach Prince Jackson more about archery and swordsmanship - training to become an expert and because of the regular practice, both of them naturally became close with Prince Jackson asking the princess if he could be comfortable with her and without knowing his context, Princess Minjung just agreed.

Until one day Princess Minjung figured out what he meant if he could be comfortable is whenever they are alone Prince Jackson would lean on the princess’s shoulder whenever they read a book together or just talk about their royal duties.

What made Princess Minjung’s heart race was the times Prince Jackson gave a kiss on her cheek whenever she would leave to go back to her own Kingdom. 

He would always accompany her to the front entrance - even when he had to attend a meeting but he decided to prioritize the princess first, vice versa - even when Prince Jackson drops by the Jung Kingdom for the royal meeting of both kingdoms and Prince Jackson would always give Princess Minjung a kiss on the cheek before leaving to go back to his own Kingdom.

The topic is still being discussed by the royal maids and butlers regarding the Prince and Princess’s relationship. 

They thought it was cute and romantic but they didn’t know if it was appropriate if the King and Queen of both Kingdoms knew about it.

“C’mon, Princess. I think all of the royal families have arrived.” Hyeri suddenly looked towards the window as she began to rush her younger twin.

Princess Minjung sighs as she hoped the night would end early for her.

Princess Minjung slightly bowed her head towards the other royal families and she thanked the royal twins that her dress wasn’t as heavy as she thought it would be. She could move around freely but not as freely as wearing her usual formal suit.

She couldn’t help but have her eyes downcast, feeling the obvious stares from other Princes and Princesses. Princess Minjung knows that they were surprised that she showed up - compared to the previous gala events where she decided to just ghost out.

Princess Minjung went towards the corner with a glass of wine - just observing everyone when her attention caught towards other princesses who were giggling and just whispering towards a certain direction.

Princess Minjung decided to follow their gaze and she was foolish enough to take a sip while looking - the princesses were looking towards the main entrance, to see the King and Queen of Wang Kingdom, with Prince Jackson at the back just looking around.

When Prince Jackson caught the one that he was looking for, Princess Minjung nearly choked on her wine as she quickly gulped onto her drink quickly - seeing him walking in a fast pace towards her direction.

She has to admit that Prince Jackson looks stunning and hot.

Prince Jackson really looks… like a prince.. 

Damn, Minjung. He is a prince!

“Minjung! What are you doing here in a corner!?!” Prince Jackson was already beside the dazed princess - causing her to blink furiously at him.

“Are you drunk? How many glasses of wine did you drink!?!” Prince Jackson exclaimed dramatically as he put his hand on the princess’s forehead. 

Princess Minjung dodge his touch as she nervously looks around - seeing other royal families glancing towards them with cheeky smiles.

“Just.. a glass. Galas and me don’t match well,” muttered Princess Minjung as her eyes turned towards the prince who gave her a side look.

“Really? I guess…. we’re the same…” Prince Jackson muttered as he smiled slightly, seeing the Princess’s taken aback expression.

“You don’t like galas too?” 

“Not all galas. Just the one that involves contracts, meetings and just forced ones. You get what I mean,” 

“This gala involves all of that too, Jackson.” Princess Minjung asserted as she looked at him, amused.

Prince Jackson smiled slightly before continuing his words.

“I know. I actually wanted to skip this one but as soon as I heard you were attending, I couldn’t help but to come and see you,” Prince Jackson muttered - only making the princess hear his words.

The Princess didn’t know if it was the glass of wine that made her blush or just her own emotions when Prince Jackson had his eyes on hers.

There was something with his gaze that made her stomach filled with butterflies.

Prince Jackson too had butterflies on his stomach when he saw Princess Minjung on the corner wearing a purple veil gown and a glass of wine. 

He knew she would be there and he knew that everyone’s attention would be to her - hearing that the Princess of Jung Kingdom would not come for galas or masquerades due to her attending wars and battles and staying over at another kingdom’s cabin hence the timing was a bit off.

But Prince Jackson didn’t know how gorgeous the Princess of Jung Kingdom looked in a purple gown. He was so mesmerized with her that the King had to shake the young prince off, noticing his son was staring into space.

Prince Jackson’s eyes went towards the Princess’s lips then noticing his own actions as he quickly looked away, as he covered it up with him taking a step back, standing up straight while extending his hands towards her.

There was no way Prince Jackson would miss a chance to dance with Princess Minjung.

“We could pass the time by dancing. Would you like to have a dance with me, Princess Minjung?” Prince Jackson questioned confidently and his lips immediately curved upwards as soon as the princess took his hands.

“You’re good at dancing, Minjung.”

“Doesn’t mean I didn’t attend galas, it does not mean I have no idea how to dance, Jackson,” Princess Minjung muttered in a matter of fact - causing the Prince to chuckle, guessing himself that he might pissed the princess off.

Both of them were in the center of the ballroom and Princess Minjung was surprised on how Prince Jackson would make her feel comfortable - seeing one of his hands on her back and other hands clasping onto her hands.

Their faces were just inches away from each other.

“Do you often dance with other princesses?” Princess Minjung questioned softly, seeing a small smile from Prince Jackson as he proceeded on twirling the Princess, then slightly pulling her towards him - his hands moving towards her hips.

“Not often. Maybe once or twice and I would instantly leave.” answered Prince Jackson as his expression changed to a smirk.

“Do you know the lift move?” asked the Prince with a hint of tease - Princess Minjung can’t help but raise an eyebrow while pulling the Prince towards her.

That made Prince Jackson’s heart jump slightly, seeing how close their faces were.

“Try me,” whispered Princess Minjung and Prince Jackson smirked deepens - with him beginning to spin her around then doing the advanced move which is him lifting the Princess up, that caused other royal families attention to the both of them.

Prince Jackson and Princess Minjung were in their little world - with the Princess chuckling when she accidentally stepped onto the prince’s shoes and him stepping onto the hem of the Princess’s dress.

They were having lots of fun - which is a first for both of them.

“It seems that we have caught other people’s attention,” Prince Jackson whispered as he brushed his lips on Princess Minjung’s ears. 

Her gaze then went towards her surroundings as they were being greeted by other princes and princesses compliments regarding their performance - more royal families were on the dance floor, and that was the queue for Princess Minjung to leave.

“Jackson, I’m thirsty. Can we drop by the liquids section?” Princess Minjung turned her sight towards him as the Prince quickly nodded - surprisingly knows the code as both of them bowed towards each other, ending the dance and Prince Jackson guided the Princess towards the liquid sections.

“No more wines for you. A glass of water should be okay. You’ll get sick as soon as tomorrow comes.” Prince Jackson grabbed a glass of water, then handing it to the Princess - as she muttered her thanks to him before gulping the water.

“That was fun,” Princess Minjung commented as she turned towards the Prince who was sipping a glass of wine while staring into the other royal couples dancing on the dance floor.

“Really? I had fun too.” muttered Prince Jackson as he turned towards the princess, who had her head turning towards what he was looking at.

The Prince blames the wine that he feels warm on his cheeks - his gaze was more intense as he stares at the Princess.

I would lose myself if I kept drinking this wine.

“Princess, should we have a dance one more time?” Prince Jackson questioned out of nowhere, making the Princess snap her head towards him with a slight frown.

“What—

“Okay! Let’s go!”

It was obvious that Prince Jackson is really drunk by the way he was lifting the princess up and the way he twirls her around - with his slightly reddened cheeks and ears.

The only way for Princess Minjung to stop the Prince was stepping onto his shoes - The prince needs some fresh air and a plain glass of water.

Princess Minjung hurriedly went towards the liquid corner then returned to find Prince Jackson with a glass of water - to see him being nowhere.

The Princess looked around the area - from the ground floor to the 2nd floor and to each room when she had no choice but to ask the butlers and thank god one of them knows where he went.

Princess Minjung had to leave the ballroom - her feet taking her to the royal garden where there were benches and seat cushions on the floor by the pond, it was meant for the Queen and the royal duchesses to sit on when there were tea sessions.

Her eyes traveled towards a familiar back of a dark blue suit worn by a Prince that she had a dance with previously. 

The Princess silently made her way towards him, as she took a seat beside.

“It’s beautiful as soon as night time arrives here,” Prince Jackson muttered as his gaze went onto the pond - with lights on the sides of each corner of the pond.

“Jackson, you need to chug down a glass of plain water. Or else you will be down with a fever,” It was the Princess turn to mention him being sick, the table had turned previously.

Prince Jackson let out a smile before grabbing the glass from her hand.

“Thank you, Princess.” thanked Prince Jackson as the Princess bowed her head slightly - then turning her head towards the pond.

“I didn’t say this before but, you look beautiful.” said Prince Jackson after he finished drinking, his gaze turned towards the princess who just smiled.

“Thank you, Jackson. You know, I was looking forward for this gala to end but it seems with your presence here and with how we enjoyed ourselves back at the dance floor, I wished we could have more time together,” confessed Princess Minjung, her gaze went downcast as she let out a slight smile - a sad one.

Princess Minjung turned towards Prince Jackson as she caught him staring at her - with his head turning towards her.

“I always enjoy my time with you, Princess. Never once it would be boring. It seems that I am attracted to you,” Prince Jackson admitted as his body shifted nearer towards her.

Princess Minjung watches him leaning towards her - his face inches away from her. His head tilted slightly while his sight went towards her lips then towards her eyes, asking her if he could kiss her while giving a knowing look.

The Princess approved of his action by leaning towards her.

“Prince Jackson! Your highness!” 

Both the Prince and the Princess automatically leaned back and immediately stood up. 

Prince Jackson had a deep frown, as if he looked really pissed while turning toward who was calling him.

“King and Queen Wang mention that it’s getting late and they want you back immediately,”

“Okay. Give me 5 minutes.”

“But—

“5 minutes! Please.” Prince Jackson yelled, looking towards the butler with a pleading look. The butler could only bow as he quickly left the Prince alone with the Princess.

“The King and Queen is right. It’s getting late.” Princess Minjung mentioned with a small smile, making Prince Jackson to instantly smile.

“I hope this is not weird but did I mention that you have a beautiful smile?” Prince Jackson complimented - earning a slight laughter from the Princess.

“I think all princesses have a beautiful smile, your highness.”

“Yes, but yours is different. Whenever you smile, there is a twinkle in your eyes and I like it,” Prince Jackson confessed and Princess Minjung immediately chuckled as her eyes went downcast.

“Thank you for today, Jackson. Being my dance partner and my wine partner. I really enjoy my night.” Princess Minjung thanked the Prince as she slightly bowed towards him. 

The Prince could only stare at her, admiring her gestures.

He wanted to converse more with her, there were so many things he wanted to discuss with her but it seems time decided to pass by fast.

“Your highness—

“I’m coming!” Prince Jackson immediately yelled towards the voice calling for him - an annoyed tone came out from his voice.

“Thank you, Princess. I’m afraid I have to go,” Prince Jackson muttered with a slightly frown.

Princess Minjung nodded as she stared at him, afraid of what she was going to do next. 

It was time for her to initiate the gesture - Princess Minjung leaned towards his face, planting a deep kiss on his cheeks, a smack could be heard only for the both of them.

A smile was being formed on Prince Jackson’s face as he decided to embrace the Princess with a tight hug - feeling his breath and him planting a soft peck on her bare back.

Prince Jackson then grabbed her hand as he kissed her knuckles - before bowing to her, as a queue that he will be leaving. 

He was about to walk away when he decided to turn back, giving the Princess a last look - before really leaving her.

Princess Minjung could only watch him until she couldn’t see his figure - releasing a shaky sigh.

“If only I was brave enough to just confess to him,” muttered Princess Minjung to herself as she felt tears clouding on her eyes.

It’s weird for her. 

She knows that she would be seeing him again but why does it feel like they were separating?

“Your highness! Princess! What are you doing there!?” A familiar voice called for her as the Princess turned to see the familiar twins running towards her on the grass.

“What are you doing out here all alone?!” The older twin nagged as she looked around the area - finding there was no one while the younger twin put a cloak on the princess, observing the Princess.

Seeing that there were tears on the Princess’s eyes, Hyerin looked towards the older twin - giving her a look.

“Let’s go, Princess.” Hyerin softly muttered as she hooked her arms onto the Princess’s arms.

Princess Minjung can’t help but look back towards where she sat with the Prince as her feet entered the usual noisy palace.

➵ masterlist

[londontoseoularchive]

what i’d do differenly.

➵ characters: christian yu x reader

➵ genre: angst/fluff

➵ wc: 5.2k

➵ summary: continuation from what i’d do, because i felt like shaking some things up. instead of pondering on the question of christian’s infidelity, you’d rather take matters into your own hands.

➵ masterlist

➵ disclaimer 

“Christian,” you said his name once. “Christian.”

The atmosphere was eerily cold and silent, not just by how you bored your eyes upon a slumped man on the sofa in your living room gazing into his phone attentively, but by how still and bitter this Tuesday night was.

You had arrived at Christian’s apartment after a company luncheon, walking through the door an hour earlier than anticipated. The first thing that hit you was how chilling the air was inside your home, having sworn to tell Christian to turn on the heating, warning him how cold it was getting, and you found him clearly not fazed by the temperatures. But, as you called his name repeatedly, he seemed to be paying no attention to you.

“Christian!” he was finally shaken out of his deep concentration as you raised your voice, sitting up straight startled.

“You’re already home?” he said weakly followed by a yawn.

“I’ve been standing here for five minutes,” you informed him.

“I—I didn’t hear the door close…”

“Clearly, because if you’re preoccupied with something else,” you dropped your crossed arms to your side, walking towards the temperature controls, turning it up significantly. “What’s got you so distracted lately? Ever since I’ve returned from London you’ve been—”

“What do you mean?” he sounded defensive but also scoffed dismissively. “I’ve been… fine. I’ve just missed you, that’s all.”

“Uh huh…” you said unconvincingly as he came over to you and kissed your cheek, shoving his phone inside his slacks’ pocket and going to the kitchen. Your eyesight was focused on him as he moved, already sensing that he was jittery, not a normal trait of his. As soon as you were out of reach, his phone came back out of his pocket and he made his way to his room, bringing the phone to his ear before he closed the door behind him.

It’s been three weeks since you had returned from your stay in London and your schedule was back on track. As soon as you saw Hyerin you gave her shit for having lied to you, but with her cute and innocent smile she could easily pull for your sympathy, you couldn’t stay mad at her, and she also reminded you how sweet it was for Christian to go to such lengths for you to be in London for a couple of days to enjoy some free time and see your family. When you whispered inwardly that you and Christian did more than that, she playfully smacked you in the arm to which you pretended to have hurt.

But you were back in the routes of the East, assisting your regular flights from Seoul to other destinations, but always coming back to South Korea for your days off. Upon arriving in the city, you were instructed to attend a dinner with the leaders of the headquarters, as well as pilots and other hostesses, as a form to celebrate the success of the previous year, and to look forward to the next prosperous one. However, once the speeches and the dinner were served, you pulled Hyerin to the side to say that you were to leave earlier, reminding her that your break had just started. She nodded agreeing, telling you to enjoy these days with Christian. Giving your respectful goodbyes, you texted Christian of your early return, the message still indicated that it was only delivered twenty minutes after sending it. He’s usually so quick to reply, even when he’s busy, he at least reads them…

So, he was distracted and distant. You scratched your head as to why. The other thought you had was how late it was getting and that you should at least get changed for bed. Your first destination was the bathroom, deciding to wash your face and brush your teeth. You had heard some mumbles from the other side of the door, realising Christian was on the phone, but you couldn’t hear very well once the water started running. The lukewarm splash of water on your skin wakened you up slightly and your brain started to rush with theories and probabilities for Christian’s behaviour. But, clearly, the obvious way to know the cause of this was to ask him.

After having dried your face, the bedroom was next. The door attached to the bedroom was closed and the closer you got to it, the clearer his voice became. You opted to lean an ear into the wood of the door, clearly not to make too much noise.

“It’s none of your business!”

“Can’t you just leave me alone?”

“Don’t talk like that about her!”

“It’s been three years!”

These were just some of the phrases you were able to make out, the door still too thick to comprehend elongated sentences. You scrunched your eyebrows in deep confusion and almost wanted to burst into the room asking what the hell was going on. But as soon as your hand went onto the handle, you stopped yourself, telling yourself to control your temper and breathe, and approach this appropriately. And so, you slowly pulled down the handle to open the door, only pushing it open bit by bit.

“Look, I’ve gotta go…” he whispered loudly into his phone. “I said I’ve got to go!” He quickly tapped the ‘end call’ option, throwing his phone to his bedside table, raking his fingers through his hair, exasperating loudly.

“You good?” you maintained your confused expression.

“Huh?” he turned around to face you. “Yeah, everything’s good… You hungry?”

“I just came back from a dinner…” you reminded him again.

“Oh, right… I’m starving, you don’t mind if I go out to eat, do you?”

“I can cook you up something. It’s so cold outside, don’t you think it’s better if—”

“Oh, babe, don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine.” Quickly going into his wardrobe, he pulled out one of his thicker hoodies, pulling it over his head as quickly as he could. After grabbing his phone, he quickly pecked your relaxed lips, saying “I love you” so rapidly you couldn’t even reply as he was already out the bedroom and out of the apartment.

You simply stood in place, more dumbfounded than ever. Having your fingers caress the lips Christian had just placed his over, they still felt cold under your touch, and suddenly so did your body. You looked behind you and at the bed you both shared and back in the direction of the door. Your mind was blank, except for that little voice in the corner of it all screaming at you to pay attention to it. Having finally moved, you searched for your sleeping clothes to change into, trying to distract yourself, but that voice progressed to become louder and louder.

Finally, you were tucked under the bed covers, head sunken deep into the pillow but your eyes still blown open. That voice was now the only thing you heard, loud and clear. Is he cheating on me?

That voice of dismissal that tried to remind you how much Christian loved you was now the smallest voice, and that overbearing and negative voice was the only one you could focus on. For the sake of your sanity, you turned from your back to your side and closed your eyes, trying to fall asleep, but you couldn’t, and they were open once more. This time they opened in the direction of Christian’s side. Empty. It’s like your heart and stomach were turning inside and into themselves, causing a sickened feeling. Then you found your eyes welling up, forcing yourself to blink them away rapidly. You’re being ridiculous, Y/N, you tried telling yourself, promising that tomorrow things will be different, and went to sleep with that thought.

In the morning, it didn’t feel so cold. The place was finally warm, being under such a thick blanket helped, but something new from last night was the larger body that was pressed as close as possible against your back, an arm going around your waist and a hand intertwined in yours. Looking over your shoulder, you saw Christian breathing deeply as he slept, and you noticed how the worries from last night were no more.

Feeling secure enough, you tried your best to move in a way that would not wake him up, taking his hand away from yours and scooting to the edge of the bed. Pulling the covers back over the bed, you ensured he was well covered. As you were making your way to the bathroom, you heard a buzz. And another. And another. You looked to the table where your phone was, and it stayed unlit. You figured it was Christian’s phone. As you made you way to his side of the bed, his back was now to yours, keeping perfectly still. As it buzzed once more, the string of messages that were sent to him appeared, reading them from the bottom to the top.

Jess DO NOT ANSWER [10:12am]: you disappeared

Jess DO NOT ANSWER [10:12am]: we were doing so well

Jess DO NOT ANSWER [10:15am]: why are you doing this to us

Jess DO NOT ANSWER [10:16am]: you’re denying us what we are meant to have

Jess DO NOT ANSWER [10:21am]: what does she have that i don’t

Jess DO NOT ANSWER [10:21am]: you still haven’t said

Jess DO NOT ANSWER [10:28am]: christian

Jess DO NOT ANSWER [10:30am]: christian!

Jess DO NOT ANSWER [10:31am]: i’m not giving up on us

Jess DO NOT ANSWER [10:31am]: she’s gonna find out about us

Jess DO NOT ANSWER [10:32am]: watch

You should have known. Since October, that damn Halloween party. Christian was adamant there were many other parties you two could have attended, parties which his ex would not be at. But, which you confessed later, your pride got the best of you. You thought it’d be a brilliant idea to meet the infamous Jessica, whom you’ve heard countless stories about, not just from Christian but from the rest of the DPR crew. But you wanted to see her, just to see if she was out her mind just as much as they all speculated. And boy, were they right.

Although you and Christian remained reserved during the party, the minute you had left his side to use the bathroom, she was on him like a bad rash. After returning, Christian was no longer in the place you had left him, and instead was off to a corner engaged in a heated argument, where he looked to be yelling and she was sorrowful. But you quickly made your way to them.

“Hey, you okay?” you asked Christian.

“Y/N, we better go—”

“Hi,” you turned to this Jessica. “I don’t think we’ve met before.”

“No, we haven’t had the pleasure. I’m Jess.”

“That’s nice,” you said coldly, turning back to Christian. “You wanna leave, babe?”

“Uh-uh, yeah. Please, let’s go.” Christian took the initiative to hold your hand tightly in his whisking you away from the place and straight home. He had suspected your motives for going to the party, all which were confirmed when you made such an appearance. “You really just have to make a statement, don’t you?”

“Of course, I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t,” you said innocently. Despite the strong front you put up, inside you had to admit that you were a bit shaken, even if by just a little. Your territorial instincts kicked in when you thought they would never come into play, and suddenly there was a threat. But no one, not even Christian, would know what affect this had on you, and you continued to live supposedly unbothered and not phased.

However, more boundaries had been crossed, mostly on Jessica’s part. Your presence at that party must have done nothing for her, may have even made her more determined. Thousands of probabilities and hypothesis ran through your head once again, thoughts racing again, the dominant one being, this bitch is really trying to play me. But at this moment is when you realised she was getting to you, more than you would have liked her to. Knowing yourself well enough, you knew you would not rest until this was resolved and you only had a few more days until your next rota called you, and you had to be away for another two weeks.

You posed Christian’s phone down on the table once again, taking your thumb and middle finger to rub on each temple, needing a shower to cool down as soon as possible, leaving Christian to continue sleeping. And he did, for another hour or two, not waking up until almost noon to find you had vacated the bed. Groggily yet loudly he called out your name to no response. When he called it out again and again no answer, he guessed you had vacated the apartment also. All he could ear was Lori’s snoring from her designated corner, leaving him to question your whereabouts. That’s when he looked to his side to see his phone and the numerous messages left but by only two people. The most recent one being by Dabin, asking if he was awake yet. Scrolling down to the other messages in the midst of notification he saw Jessica’s messages, making him sigh frustratingly, opting to ignore them. Instead, he called Dabin.

“Hey man… Yeah, I just woke up. Hey, have you spoken to Y/N by chance?”

The only person you had gotten into contact with that morning was Hyerin, asking her if she could meet you at a well-hidden coffee shop, the one you’d find yourself in with her to catch up or just to talk if you had been sent in different locations and routes. But by your impromptu request to meet her at such short notice, she could already tell something was up.

“That girl from last year is still hitting him up?!” she asked with widened eyes, clinching onto her hot to-go cup. “The nerve!”

“Stupid of me to think she had gotten the point and the party, right?” you huffed, head resting on your hand as your elbow was upon the table. “That cool look bullshit clearly doesn’t work with these girls, they’re getting braver and braver.”

“Is she signed? Where’s her label’s office? We can go there and really stick it to—”

“Hyerin, girl, you’re not gonna do shit,” you laughed, knowing she’s too much of a softie to really ever hurt anyone.

“I was just gonna be back up. I just got my nails done.”

Despite your sour mood, you still laughed, something that Hyerin was always able to do; make you smile even in the direst days. “I mean, I have to do something.”

“Do… do you think that whole London shebang was so that he could make it up to you?”

You narrowed your eyes. “He said he’d been planning it since September.”

“Well, this chick could have been talking to him since then. Maybe around his birthday? This was maybe his way to prove to himself how much he loved you.”

“So self-reassurance? That was a quite a long way to go just to say, ‘I love you, I really do’.”

“But it was so romantic, oh my goodness, I was gushing when he told me his plan. What you two have, you know also that it’s indestructible, not even this Jessica could break it. Not even a bit. Even beyond the flashy watches and extravagant trips you two take, your love is real, people can feel it for miles away.”

You scoffed. “Did he make you say that too?”

She smacked your arm teasingly, making you laugh and sit up straight. “Shut up, you know it’s true. I know you well enough. I know what you’re thinking. Christian would never do anything to hurt you.”

That was the key reminder that you needed. The last three years, even through the troubling times that every couple goes through, the thought of Christian ever straying or doing something deliberately damaging to you and the relationship never occurred; he never did or showed anything to indicate so. This was just a case of the ex.

“You’re right…” you admitted. “Probably the slightest thought of even losing him, I guess, scared me.”

“I’d be scared to lose a man like Christian too.” It was your turn to smack her. “Hey! I still love my Joohyuk with all my heart, but I’m not blind. Besides, he’d be an idiot to lose you too. Then me and him got beef.”

“Aw, you’re always there to fight my battles,” you grinned cheesily. “But this one, maybe I’ll have to go alone.”

“Do what you need to do.”

During this encounter with Hyerin, your phone was stashed away in your bag and put on silent, and so you did not here the calls that had come through, all from Christian. He gave up after ten calls and five texts, and asked Dabin if he could come over. Once there, he saw Christian in a mildly panicked state, and asked quickly what was wrong.

“I think Y/N read the texts Jessi was sending me,” he said, speaking far too quickly. “I woke up and she was gone, all I saw was Lori sleeping, I mean she’s always asleep, but still, I would have thought she would have waken up to Y/N’s movements. Then I go on my phone and Jessi’s left me so many messages—”

“Christian.”

“These messages were damning enough, Y/N wouldn’t have even needed to get into my phone, obviously she’s gonna think something is going on. Maybe she ran out upset and didn’t want me to know but I—”

“Ian.”

“What if she thinks I’m a terrible person? What if she thinks the worst of me? Maybe she… fuck, maybe she thinks I’m cheating on her. I’ve been trying to call her for the past hour but no reply. I asked you if you were with her because maybe she wanted to cool off, but I needed to know where she was—”

“Rome!”

“What?”

“What’s your ex doing texting you?”

Christian swallowed loudly. “She’s been texting me since my birthday. She wished my happy birthday from a different number, I didn’t know it was her. I told her I appreciated it but that’s it. She then kept texting me for weeks, and I’d block her number, but she’d just get a new one. Y/N was away for most of the time, so it was easy to keep her from knowing. But at the start of the new year, she started calling, even when Y/N was here. She even started appearing at the office, it started to get out of control. I thought I had it under wraps, but clearly not.” He spoke so quickly that Dabin was only just able to keep up with him, in summary, Christian fucked up. And now he couldn’t find you.

“She’s coming back, man, she has to,” Dabin assured him. “It’s just that, when she does, you have to make it up to her and explaining this shit to her like hell. Any chick knowing their man’s got another girl texting him, and doesn’t tell him, would be pissed for sure.” Even though Dabin’s less years in this world, he sure was years more experience than Christian when it came to the love department. But he wanted to help him as much as he can, he couldn’t have you leaving Christian, the repercussions possibly catastrophic. “She’s coming back.”

“When, though, when?” Christian still panicking.

“Soon! By tonight. But in the meantime, try and get your mind out of it,” Dabin knew he was asking a lot from him, however, he needed him to try. “And don’t try to fix this thing with Jess anymore, ignore her and don’t speak to her until you speak to Y/N. Alright?” Instead of answering, Christian’s panicked stance continued. “Alright?!”

“Alright… Alright, I’ll wait for her.”

“Okay…” Dabin sighed. “Text me to let me know what goes down, I need to hit up Scott.”

“Alright… Thanks. I might come over to the studio tomorrow,” Christian said before Dabin nodded and said his goodbyes, leaving him alone once again. If he was going to follow Dabin’s advice, all he was to do was just to sit there and wait for you. And that’s what he did.

The keypad to the apartment was activated a little after seven in the evening, having finally arrived home. Christian knocked out asleep in the sofa, thinking it’d be a quicker time to kill time, his eyes fluttering open as the digits into the apartment were being pressed. By the time the door had unlocked he was already on his feet, seeing you walk through the door holding your jacket and bag in your hand, looking somewhat exhausted.

He rushed towards you to alleviate the weight off your hands, having not put up a fight with him to have him stay away from you.

“Hey,” he said lowly, his heart thumping loudly against his ribcage. “Is everything okay? I tried calling you but… you didn’t answer…”

“Christian, I…” you thought of the words to speak, remembering how emotionally exhausting this past day was. “You know it is already. Just talk.”

You took a few more steps into the living room before turning to Christian, his head bowed. “I honestly didn’t think that it would have been like this… I’m guessing you read the texts.”

“When your phone vibrates that much, I couldn’t help but be curious. Didn’t think I’d see what I did.” Your feet were screaming out in pain, making you sit on the sofa just beneath you, leaning back completely. “I’ll just ask you straight up, though. Why didn’t you tell me you’re still in contact with her, even after October?”

Christian reached to the back of his head to scratch at his nape. “Honestly, I didn’t think she’d be so persistent.”

“I’m going to assume you kept blocking her number, but she kept changing her number just to reach you.”

“Yeah, of course. I swear I wasn’t trying to entertain her. I’ve been telling her to stop contacting me, but she wouldn’t stop. This was meant to be resolved already, but it started to spiral out of control. And leaving you uninformed didn’t help either, I see that now.”

You sat up straight, legs spread and your forearms resting on your knees. “You think?”

Christian dropped to his own knees, placing himself between your legs, holding you at your waist. Even though you tried to recoil, Christian’s hands did not let you to go far.

“Did-did you think that more was going on?” Christian started to panic again. “I promise you on anything, Y/N, I haven’t done anything. I promise, I promise I haven’t—”

“Then why couldn’t you tell me?” you said through gritted teeth, wanting to grab his hands to throw them off your body but his body strength was superior to yours. The struggle made Christian stand up to his feet, bringing you up with him, holding you by your wrists to keep you still.

“I didn’t tell you because I-I was scared!” he insisted, trying to keep you from fighting him. “I didn’t want you to think the worst of me.”

“Well,” you still fought to break free, “too late, you bloody idiot. As if I was never gonna find out, you really thought I wouldn’t figure it out? And what do you expect, for me to still think that you’re an angel?”

“No, I want you to be reasonable. Look at me in the eye and tell me you’d think I’d actually cheat on you. Go on, do it.”

You stopped putting so much effort into breaking free and doing as he asked. His gaze on yours was fixed, waiting for you to think sensibly despite the circumstances. You had to look beyond the situation and deeper into Christian, bringing back those words that Hyerin told you earlier: Christian would never do anything to hurt you.

That is when you decided to give up, dropping your arms to your side, Christian feeling it safe enough to let your wrists go. Your head slumped forward onto his chest, resting it there. He looked down at the crown of your head and then up to the ceiling, sighing in relief, and you felt his chest rise and deflate.

Your hand swung over your head to see if you could hit him anywhere, landing a slap on his face. “Ow! What was that for?”

“Sorry, my hand slipped.” Your sense of humour was slowly returning, finally feeling like you could breathe without any worries. And when you heard Christian snort above you, you were thankful he could see the funny side of this too.

“Y/N… Y/N, look at me,” he places his hands on your cheeks, so he could squish them, making your lips into one like a fish’s. “I’m sorry—”

“You are forgiven.”

“And I love you.”

“I love you too.” He quickly pecked your fish mouth, making you giggle. “But let me talk to her.”

“I don’t want you to come out of there with chunks of her hand in your hands, I think it’s best if I handle it.”

“It’s not like she doesn’t deserve it.”

“Y/N!”

“Okay, I won’t, but seriously, you’ve tried talking to her and clearly she’s not getting the message. She needs to hear it from someone else.”

He exhaled deeply. “The only thing that’s… I don’t know, Y/N, you’re just feisty.”

You leaned back. “Don’t talk as if you don’t like it. A woman fighting for her man, isn’t that what every guy wants?”

“Oh, believe me, it’s beyond sexy. Just don’t come back with threats of her pressing charges.”

“I… cannot make that promise.”

“That’s it, I’m going instead.”

“Oh, come on, Christian!”

Jessica swivelled on her chair, left to right, holding onto her phone tightly waiting for any of Christian’s indication that he was on his way or near. As she tapped the sides of her phone anxiously, she finally heard a click of the door opening, sighing in relief.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe you actually—” Jessica said as she turned on her chair, the beaming grin on her face quickly fading.

“I thought it’d be better if we talked face to face. Texting just became really tedious, no?” you said, slamming the door behind you closed. “We’ve met before. Jessica, right?”

“I—I don’t know your name.”

“Oh, that’s right. I’m Y/N.”

“Y/N, yes, I think I—”

“And you’re treading on thin ice.”

The dynamic of the room of you standing up and Jessica shrinking into her seat indicated who had the power right now. Her body language already indicated her guilt, but quickly reverted to prop up her chest, pushing her shoulders back. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. And if I’m not mistaken, is that a threat?”

“No, you’re not mistaken. And you’re also not stupid. You know exactly who I am.”

She scoffed. “Look, I don’t know who let you in or why you’re even here, but I have to meet someone right n—” Although she stood to her feet, your eyes simply followed her movements, standing stiff. When Jessica saw that you wouldn’t move, she tried to play it off with a mocking smile. “You really got some nerve—”

“You want to talk about nerve?” you stepped a foot forward, making Jessica take three back and making her sit back on her seat. “This is pretty tame considering how you’re still thirsting for someone who’s told you is unavailable. But you still shoot your shot. That’s some nerve.”

“What I do with anyone is none of your business.”

“It becomes my business when you’re fucking with what’s mine.” Another foot forward, and Jessica gripped to the chair’s armrest and started to slide back in it, until the back of it hit the mixing board. “Stop trying to fuck taken men, including your exes, step your pussy game up and get you your own.” You leaned down to get up close to her, placing your hands over hers, though Jessica tried to pull back her head. “Leave Christian alone.”

Although Jessica wanted to speak, opening her lips to do so, you raised an eyebrow to see if she dared to speak, and when she didn’t, you looked at her from her feet to her head, chuckling. “That’s what I thought.”

You straightened up your body, pulling your jacket down to straighten it. You turned on your heel to leave Jessica be with your warning, but something told you this would not be the end of it. And when she spoke, you were proven right.

“For someone who doesn’t want me, he sure does talk to me a lot.”

You kept walking and didn’t turn around. “It’s called being polite, but you couldn’t take the hint. But don’t worry, he won’t be talking to you for much longer.” Placing your hand on the door knob, you pulled it down to open the door ready to exit, not before you could have one more final word, turning your head not completely over your shoulder. “Dare call him again and watch what happens.”

The was a brief pause, seeing if Jessica would think to say another word. And when she stayed shrunken in her chair, you chuckled to yourself, stepping out.

You went to the original spot that Christian had left you in the car park of the building, him being perfectly still other than his fingers tapping away at his knee as he waiting for you, startled when he heard the door to his right open, but relieved when he knew it was just you.

“Did you hurt her?” was Christian’s first question as he leaned into the passenger seat as much as he could as you entered the car. “Please tell me you didn’t hurt her, she’s the type to press charges—”

“No, I didn’t hurt her,” you assured Christian with a sigh. “I wasn’t going to anyway, I told you I was just going to talk.”

“Yes, but you’re also highly unpredictable when you’re angry. Exhibit A, when you left the apartment and didn’t answer my calls.”

“Hey, that was just being logical. I needed a breather. Would you want me to stay inside and stew in my anger? Would have probably turned out worse.”

Christian leaned back on his chair. “Maybe I shouldn’t have… kept this from you… I promise I was just trying to resolve this on my own, I wasn’t trying to hurt in you in anyway.”

You sighed again. “Yeah, I know…” Your head had dropped to face your thighs as you stroked them slowly, just hoping all of this was behind you. That fear you felt initially was not pleasant to say the least. Although you could be sure that Christian’s intentions were not malicious, that didn’t mean other people’s intentions weren’t.

“Hey, look at me,” he said softly, putting his right hand over your left. You pulled your head up to face him, “I’ll let you know if anything like this happens again, alright? I won’t keep anything from you anymore.”

“You better not,” you choked on a tear you did not know was incoming, using a finger under your eye to keep it from falling. “Otherwise, I’ll kick some real ass next time,” you laughed, however.

Christian laughed with you, clearing the tear away for you with his thumb. “I’ll kick my own ass first, don’t worry.”

[evangelene]

Soft Bias Tag

I was tagged ages ago by the ever lovely @wooyujinseol​

who is your bias?—  Uh, Taehyung & Seokjin, Lucas, Daehyun, Changbin, Dami, Jiwoo, Donghun, S. Coups, Jisoo, Jinhwan, Elkie, All of Day6, Hyerin, Yuqi, Xiumin, Mark, Sunny, Yesung, Lime, Inseong (SF9), Inseong (KNK), Jimin, Jessi, I.M., Yanan, Kyla, Wendy, Ken, Sammy, Xero, Yezi....like which one? When you’re too multifandom for your own good

*goes to a random generator to help decide*

I.M.

what made you notice them?— My dumbass didn’t notice him for a bit actually. I kept getting him confused with Kihyun (purely based on looks) and I was like. DAMNIT SAM YOU NEED TO GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER. And so I watched Monsta X Right Now and pulled it together and I realized that I.M. was my bias when he held a seashell with his foot.

We don’t ask questions as to how my bias comes about, okay? Okay.

what’s your favourite thing about them?—  Honestly, the fact that he appeals to my sense of humor is perfection enough for me. But the fact that he is a genuinely kind person who just tries to unashamedly be himself makes me love him so much more. Also, I’m just so happy to see how far they’ve come since the survival show--I know it took a lot for him to be accepted and it’s so nice to see how integral he is to the group and how integral they are to him. IDK I’m just so soft for this boy.

who would initiate skinship more?— Lol, probably him for the first time. However, the moment I realize that it is okay for me to be mushy gushy huggy on someone, good fuckin luck getting rid of me. Then it would be be me, 100%.  

who would hog blankets more?— Me. See, my poor partner says that I’m a blanket hog but he doesn’t actually try to take them away from me. The problem is, when I sleep--I’m out, I won’t wake up for shit--and I have a tendency to roll so when I do that I roll the blanket up with me like a burrito. Alls you gotta do is rip it from me and we’re good--I won’t even wake up.

who would be more clingy?— Me. Like I said, the moment you show me that it’s okay to cling to you the more I’m going to do it.

who would say ‘i love you’ first?— him. Fucking tried to say it first once and then I just spiraled into a depression after I was rejected. Hell to the no would I be doing that again.

who would be more easily flustered?— Me. I get flustered when someone compliments me or shows any interest in me. I’m always pointing to myself like me? Really? Why? Are you blind?

what cuddling position would you two have?— I’d probably be his backpack, honestly. Which in normal cases is called big spooning but I like to thank Olivia from Smosh for awakening me to the idea of calling it jetpacking.

which color remind you of them and why? — A tan, earthy pink. You know, basically like a “nude” (it’s not nude for anyone why the fuck is one shade suddenly nude?) but like that color. Yes. I feel like it’s warm and comforting and it’s a color I’m always gravitated to and surprised by and IDK man I just think it fits him nicely.

what season would you like to spend with them? — He screams summer to me, mostly because I feel like we would both adventure and you’d just find us doing stupid shit wherever. In winter it would be too cold and we’d never go out and the inbetween seasons are vibrant enough to me for Changkyun.

which one of you would make bad puns and how would the other react? —He’d be the one making puns because rarely do I make puns, I just make dumb comments in the corner or under my breath. I would probably react to him the same way I do to my dad, with a frozen look of digust on my face whether he’s done talking or not.

who would bake cookies and who would steal the batter?— I would bake cookies and he would steal the batter--any other bias and it would probably be the other way around but he is a bit more mischievous than me so I feel it would be him.

who would want to adopt 50 dogs and cats? — Me. Hands down. This honestly doesn’t matter which bias it will always be me. However, I don’t think Changkyun would stop me and we would just have a house full of fluffies.

which one of you would nearly burn down the kitchen trying to microwave a poptart and who would come to the rescue?— Him, I’m not that much of a nightmare when it comes to cooking. Like I can do it if I try. Therefore it would probably be me coming to the rescue. *flashbacks to when one of my best friends burnt a cheese pizza to a black disc and then tried to convince me she could still eat it because it smelled like teriyaki*

who likes to lean over trail railings and who pulls them back?— Him. Funny fact about me, heights aren’t always scary, but I am deathly afraid of any railing that is not chest height. And it is literally because I am afraid that I will fall because I am so klutzy and I can see myself just spilling over the edge.

what would watching a horror film with them be like?— Him clinging onto me for dear life while I laugh maniacally at murder.

who would be the cheesy flirt and who would be the smooth flirt?— I think we’d both be cheesy. Changkyun is a ball of cheese and I’m as smooth as apple crisp.

who is more competitive?— Depends on what, but it’d most likely be him. I can be competitive, it just depends on what mood I’m in and what it’s over. However, if I am competitive, he won’t win. Period.

who would have to be given constant reminders (reminders to eat. don’t forget your keys, etc)?— Me. My poor partner still has to text me to remind me to eat and drink because I literally will forget to eat for like three days.

who sends memes and who sends cute “i miss you” texts at 3am?— He’ll send me “I miss you” texts and I’ll respond with memes.

Lol, let me know if you guys want to see this with any of my other millions of bias’.

I tag @agustdomain​ @g-d0818​ @queenjunghoseok​ and whoever else wants to do this! <3 <3 You dun have to though

[ichoiheedong]

Love or gratitude ? BTS Jimin (M) chap 07

“pairing: JIMIN X  reader y/N

              ft Yoongi

Genre: angst/smut/ best friend

M= mature contents

summary: what will you do when all of sudden you find your self getting married to someone used to be your best friend’s lover just because he turned to be a father !!!

masterlist

chap 01 | chap 02 |chap 03 |chap 04 | chap05 | chap 06

PS i want to draw your attention guys to know that i’m not good in English, idk why this is keeping bothering a lot even i kept telling people to excuse me , well i enjoy writing and i’m happy i’m making some one happy at least , i don’t do a pro edit coz i can’t maybe i don’t have learn that much but i’m trying to do, so please to make things easy for me just tell me which part sucks from now on so i can fix it and thank you for reading if you know how bad this is turning on ,and i will be totally happy to receive your help if you want to but please don’t send me hate!  

i love you i love you so much

“what if i didn’t cry “ this question made your night a hell you couldn’t sleep jimin kissed you he did and it was so passionate just like you imagined it before maybe better, but is it because of that you cried or what ? and if you didn’t was he going to stop or something else would happen you gulped nervously you knew why he asked to marry you so you didn’t want to put so much hopes ,life with jimin would be cool and friendly but nothing more or why would he stopped ?

you were supposed to spend the day in the hotel it has a lot of nice places around to visit so you thought that will be great to do in a boring day going around and see new things will be so much better than stay in bed

jimin was still sleeping when you were done with your shower and getting ready

his night wasn’t better than yours any way ; all he could think about was your warm body against his, your sweet lips and shy moans that was enough for him to stay up the hall night maybe it was better to back up even all he wished was holding you so you could rest on his chest ,he couldn’t deny that feeling but he wanted to know how it feels having you that close it bothered him it killed him that he felt that way

jimin opened his eyes and the first thing he could feel was the sore in his head , he was having a headache and it was normal as he lacked sleep jimin blinked few times before sitting up, yesterday he got married and seeing your little frame in front of him now is the best proof he did

“morning “ you softly said as you held your coffee mug you were wearing a nice pink dress and a cardigan ready to go out

“ morning y/N ,

you chuckled as you saw him coming towards the bathroom he looked dizzy

“i think you need coffee “

“yeah i need caffeine right now , but are you going some where he asked as he stopped in the middle of his way

“emm i think i will go out to walk , i hate staying in bed for a long time “

“great let me wash up and i’ll join you

-

jimin was ready after twenty minutes  and you could see how his face lightened when you gave him a coffee mug too

“thank you hon- i mean y/N

you pretended you didn’t hear him even you felt your heart skipping “where shall we go

“well let’s see when we’re out

the suit looked amazing even in the morning it was breathtaking how pretty the roses were even in this cold weather

jimin was wearing a black sun glasses he looked better than Hollywood stars and a lot of girls around were looking at him but he wasn’t focusing something was taking him away and you could notice that as he continued his way clueless to where to go first

a sudden gasp left your throat  when you remembered Ji Hye making jimin looked to his right side where you stopped

“are you alright? he said placing his hand on your shoulder

“ i didn’t call to ask about ji hye  you pouted quickly dialing a number and press the phone to your ear

“Hi mom you greeted jimin’s mother as she was freaking exited about your call asking you how was your time with jimin

you grinned “i’m fine i mean we’re fine i really missed the baby that’s why i’m calling how is she

“she is great don’t worry you’ll see her this night  so please enjoy your day and ask my son to be a good husband she said giggling

“ thank you so much

you hung up and waited jimin to start walking again so you can walk too but he stayed there looking at you

you just looked back you didn’t know what to say as he kept looking at you “i’m amazed he finally say “you’re such a kindhearted girl my daughter should feel happy with you thanks god she has you

“jimin you’re also someone she needs around you let out as you both stayed like that for a while both looking at each other your mind kept repeating the last night kiss ,the brightness in his eyes was telling you he was doing the same in his mind but you didn’t dare to look more in his dark eyes  

“there is mall next to this hotel let’s go there we can enjoy our time jimin suggested

trith be told he was a sweet company and you enjoyed your time with him around you even did a shopping and had lunch all you could think about is how right your thoughts about him were ,when you met him the first time and then followed him every where you had a slight idea that he was so kind around people and him being your brother best friend was also an other strong reason but now seeing him next to you and treating you well made your heart flattered

“thank you so much “ jimin said to the waitress as she handed him the two iced tea bubble you both stopped to order in your way back to the hotel jimin handed you your tea when your phone lightened it was vibrating and jimin surely noticed how your face beamed when you recognized the caller

“oppa “

“hey love! yoongi said from the other side “are you having a good time

“oh ! yeah sure i’m fine ,we will leave this evening so i will see you tomorrow you kept talking and giggling while jimin was boiling next to you he couldn’t hide that but he hated it , to be honest he didn’t like how much you were close to yoongi and that made him feel awful he didn’t have a right to do that you’re a free woman

few minutes later you’re done talking and it was a relief you were in the hotel again tired of holding all the shopping bags but after seeing a lot of kids clothes and puppets you couldn’t stop your self from buying things ji hye will be happy to use them later

jimin took a nap and you find your self getting ready to go back to your new apartment you needed to see ji hye and take her to the trip there is no way you’re going alone with jimin ,

the car stopped finally in the familiar area and you stepped out to greet your family in law

jimin’s father was of course in the company so you found your self with his mother but all you were doing is holding the baby “i missed you sweetheart , oh god you smell good and soft you were in a sweet conversation with her giggling every time she gripped your hair or finger or blinking at you she was adorable and too calm

you sighed sadly as you remembered hyerin “ hope she rest in peace you have a lovely mom baby girl i will do my best to tell you every thing about her “

jimin was done talking with his mom and was in his way to where you were sitting too taking to notice his presence but the soft touch on your shoulder then on  your hair made you look up to see him standing there beside you

“our trip is tomorrow morning and we can spend the night here there is no need to go to our home right now

our home the word was like a bomb it made you nervous yet happy

“alright then “

you spent the time playing with ji hye before going to have a warm bath you spent more than twenty minutes with her in the water,she was freaking adorable you were flipping the cute ducks in the water and bringing them closer then farther looking at her following the rhythm and after you both were done you quickly took her out of the bath tub and placed her in the counter you toweled your self and then took her with you out

actually that was your routine since she came to live with you and this last two days were lie a dream but now you could feel the same life routine is coming again expect of man standing in front of you totally taking by your beauty , your eyes widened as you met his , he could see how short your towel was but you tried to hide in the dressing room

ji hye started to cry suddenly as you ran quickly she maybe could feel how freaking your were

“oh sweetie please stop crying , fuck you cursed when you found nothing of the baby items in front of you it was all in her suit case which is exactly in the other room

the girl couldn’t stop and you needed to change her clothes before she caught a flu

ignoring jimin and his presence in the bed you came out still wrapped in your towel and go to find the suit case jimin was quiet seeing you moving towards the sofa to place the baby and started to dress her , you tried to focus and forgot he was eating you with his eyes but your wet hair kept bothering you as you bent down every time to dress the baby of course not forgetting to let out few sounds to let her be quiet and stop crying

the sudden soft fabric you felt around your head froze you for few seconds as you saw jimin wrapping the clean towel around your hair

“please y/N don’t be nervous around me , i’m not going to do something you don’t feel okay with he softly said squeezing on your shoulder

as your mother in law insisted to take care of ji hye the rest of night as she will leave in the morning with you, you found your self walking to jimin’s room where you were supposed to sleep this night alone with him just like last night

you felt exhausted and too tired to even walk more so all you did was throwing your self on the bed

it was 11:30 pm when you checked your phone jimin was no where to be seen so you started to check your texts and of course yoongi ‘s name will be the first to pop out

you grinned as you kept chatting with him he didn’t stop telling you how much he missed you

“are you in love with him ? the sudden voice behind you made you cry out

“fuck jimin you scared me !

his poker face wasn’t telling good things

“yoongi hyung you love him right ?

“what is your problem ? why are you asking me this”

jimin was sitting on the bed now but on your opposite side so his left shoulder was touching your right one “if you aren’t in love with him why did you cried when i kissed you last night? “his sudden question made your eyes grew wider you didn’t expect him saying that you even didn’t think he could bring this topic again

“but!! you protested

but jimin’s sudden grab on your arm and how fast he swift so he could be on top of you  

your breath hitched and all you could breath was jimin scent filling your lungs

“what a-are you-you doing? you hissed “

“please don’t cry this soft words left his lips as he dropped them on yours in a kiss too eager to deepen it your hands made their way to his nape and hair gripping it as you kissed him back his tongue begged for entrance and you let him suck on your lower lip your mind was blowing to think of what was happening the way jimin dug you on the mattress the situation was getting hotter as jimin’s hand rubbed your sides his hot breath burned your neck as he kissed there

“tell me jimin whispered sucking on your ear the wetness between your thighs grew uncomfortable and there is no way you’re not fucking him tonight

“tell me you don’t belong to him so i don’t stop my self y/N “he let out finally resting his palm between your legs you bit your lips squeezing your eyes shut as the feeling grew more into your core

“god ! jimin

“please what y/N let me hear you

“jimin you hissed what are you doing?

“fuck he cursed as his face started to left your neck you felt his muscles tensed and went rigid as he felt on the other side

-

the trip to Jeju was quiet you and jimin and ji hye arrived on the noon it was chilly so you didn’t plan to stay more than one week as the snow was soon

every thing was awkward you couldn’t talk to your husband nor looking in his eyes things went wrong last night and you both luckily stooped “what if you didn’t what if you fucked him will you be able to hide your feelings ,the feeling you kept as a secret for years now

you sighed suddenly groaning in pain when the hot water skipped on your hands

going to bring an ice bucket to stop the pain you sat on the kitchen still thinking  of the situation how can you both stop that it was obvious you both were horny and young you both were able to do more but it will be bitter ,well for you it’s already bitter loving him alone without him feeling the same way

you made your way to your room where ji hye was sleeping gasping in fears when you noticed how much she was burning

“omfg!! you hurried to the outside jimin was no where to be seen and you didn’t know what to do

you hurried to call him and he luckily answered you

“jimin oppa !! “

“oh god y/N are you ok

“please call the doctor and come back ji hye is sick please !

jimin hung up and drove off to the family place where you were staying for the trip fortunately the house was near to the city and he know a doctor

you had many babies medicines for this emergency case but you panicked you even didn’t know why she is sick

holding her into your arms she was mumbling and your heart dropped every time she growled

she was too soft to be sick your tears were threatened to fall down but you tried to be stronger god this was unexpected

jimin finally appeared with the gentleman and you placed her on the bed ; the doctor reassured you and kept asking some information and you told him she is actually a bit fragile due to her early birth jimin knew how worried you are because of your shivering frame he left his spot to came closer wrapping his hands around you so you could rest on his chest and it worked like magic all the fears vaporized you both kept slightly swaying as the doctor was checking the baby he told you to gave her the medicines he asked for and to warm her and not take her out for the three or  four next  days

“ thank you so much

jimin went out o bring the medicines as you tried to gave ji hye her milk and made her sleep  you both were laying on the bad when jimin  came back

he gently, stepped towards both of you and you warmly smiled

“is she ok ? his question made you grin cutely

“yeah i hope she is , c’mon why don’t you check your self, you asked him and it was easy to notice how chocked he looked he didn’t try that before but his heart ached she was too adorable and small and more than that she was his daughter jimin gulped nervously coming closer he sat comfortably on the middle on the bed looking deeply to her before expanding his hand and finally reach her

your face lightened as you saw him patting her head then her face

“you see she liked that “ you excitedly let out

“really? “

“let me help you

you came closer gently holding her ,jimin didn’t understand what you were doing until you were placing her on his shoulder like this , say hi to appa !” you hissed as he nervously hugged her “oh my god he murmured as his heart pounding too much

nothing looked pure and so mesmerizing than this scene jimin looked so calm as he held his baby closer

you would notice the pain and soft stare in his eyes maybe what happened with Hyerin still bothering him and maybe he blamed his self to not being there since the beginning but all you could do and were sure of was hugging him too jimin hand circled your waist so you could wrap his torso

“thank you y/N , you’re amazing

nothing seemed better and cheerful for you to hear than that even you wanted more this was enough for you

i love you , i love you so much god i do love you a lot jimin you hugged him more finally allowing your tears to come out instead of these words ...

[heyhyuck-blog]

Help From Hyungs (Jisung Hogwarts!AU)(requested)

Hey guys! So I added SR17G into this (bc I’m legit so excited for their debut my daughters aww)(But it’s really only Hina and then mentions of the others, sorry) and here are their houses: Hina: Slytherin, Koeun: Gryffindor, Yiyang: Ravenclaw, Ningning: Hufflepuff, Hyerin: Gryffindor, Lami will end up as a Hufflepuff. Enjoy!

Genre: Fluff

Tags: none

Characters: Park Jisung, Y/N

Word Count: 1,725

“Look at our baby Jisung, being sorted into Slytherin. I was kinda surprised, actually. I thought you would be a Gryffindor. I’m glad you’re with us, though!” Renjun smiled at the younger boy, nudging him on the shoulder. Jisung just stifled a laugh and looked at the floor.

“I’m just angry that there weren’t that many kids sorted in Slytherin this year. Damn evil people, always making our house look bad.” Donghyuck pouted, walking on the other side of Jisung.

“Not all Slytherins, am I right?” Jisung muttered, embarrassed by his own comment. Donghyuck’s loud laugh stifled a small giggle from behind them.

Saying that Jisung was nervous was quite the understatement. In fact, he was absolutely terrified. Sure, he was a pureblood with parents that had been sorted into Slytherin themselves, but they would never tell him what it was like.

He was terrified that he wouldn’t make friends because of the stigma around Slytherin, even though it had lifted a little bit. He was terrified that he would end up as one of those bad people. However, he was most terrified of other people in his house.

“Hyung, I’m scared.” He suddenly blurted out. Donghyuck let out another laugh, embarrassing Jisung even further.

“Don’t worry, Jisung. It’s not as scary in the dungeons as one might think.” Renjun placed an awkwardly protective arm around Jisung, it was only awkward seeing that Jisung was significantly taller that Renjun.

When the whole house arrived at the common room, the incoming first years were instructed to stay in the common room while the older kids went to bed. Jisung, not knowing where to stand, ended up by himself.

“Hey freshies, I’m your prefect for this year. My name is Yuta, and this is my lovely assistant, Taeyong. He’s cool, I guess.” The upperclassmen addressed the first years very casually, which threw almost all of them off guard.

“Yuta, you’re scaring the kids.” Taeyong shoved Yuta’s shoulder lightly, which made Yuta stumble a little bit. “Sorry about him. I’m Taeyong, and we’re the head prefects for Slytherin this year. If you need anything, you can talk to us.” Taeyong then went on to explain the dormitory system and eating schedules.

Jisung went to bed that night thinking about how his life would play out here.

******

“Okay, you have to meet some of my friends. They’re pretty darn great!” Your long time friend and neighbor back home, Hina, dragged you down to the common room the next morning. It was safe to assume that you weren’t exactly ready to meet people yet- your hair a mess, crust in the corners of your eyes, and pajamas still on your body. You rubbed the sleep out of your eyes as Hina practically dislocated your shoulder from tugging on your arm.

“Yo, Hina! We’ve got new meat for our cult- I mean friend group!” A male voice called from down in the common room.

“Same, Donghyuck! This is Y/N, they’re my neighbor that Yiyang and I talk about a lot!” You opened your eyes to see three boys in front of you. One had brown hair and a tall nose, a wide grin plastered on his face. You assumed that was Donghyuck. One had dyed orange hair and soft features, you didn��t know who he was. The last one, standing in between the previous two, was very tall and had light brown hair. He seemed surprised and mildly terrified.

“H-hi, I’m Y/N.” You muttered out, your voice not quite ready for the day yet. The one with the dark brown hair, Donghyuck, stuck his hand out.

“I’m Donghyuck. The carrot-head over there is Renjun, this is Jisung. Jisung’s a newbie, like you, I’m assuming.” You shook his hand and nodded in agreement, taking the faces and names into memory.

“Y/N here should probably go get dressed. Go, shoo.” Hina pushed you back towards the dorms and you stumbled in to get dressed.

*****

It had been a couple of months since you had arrived at Hogwarts. You had become close friends with Donghyuck and Renjun, but Jisung never really seemed to talk to you. He spent most of his time with a Ravenclaw first year named Chenle, and he had also gotten close to Mark and a few of Renjun’s friends, Jeno and Jaemin.

You were walking back from Herbology, and it just so happened to be pouring rain outside. You, luckily, had brought an umbrella with you so that you wouldn’t get soaked on your way back from the greenhouse. However, an unlucky soul hadn’t bothered to check the weather report.

You held the umbrella above Jisung’s head as he attempted to shove his herbology notes under his cloak. “Need some help?” You asked, flashing a small smile at him. He looked up at you and stood up straight, feeling a bit embarrassed.

“Uh, yeah, thanks.” He smiled back at you. “Do you want me to hold the umbrella? I’m taller, so…” You handed him the umbrella and he easily held it above his head.

“Man, class seemed really long today.” You yawned a bit, the rain making you sleepy.

“Yeah, it seemed like Professor Longbottom would never stop talking.” Jisung laughed a bit. Not knowing what else to say, you two walked in an uncomfortable silence back to the Slytherin common room to prepare for dinner.

“Thank you,” Jisung handed the umbrella back to you when you got back to the common room, “I’ll see you at dinner.” He dashed up the stairs to the dorms at what seemed like the speed of light. A voice cleared her throat from the other side of the common room. You looked over to see Hina and Donghyuck lounging in chairs and attempting to study, smirks on their faces.

“May I inquire as to what just happened?” Hina asked, raising one eyebrow.

“What? I just let him use my umbrella on the way back from Herbology. Not a big deal.” You slightly rolled your eyes, catching onto what the two were insinuating.

“Probably not what he thinks…” Donghyuck muttered, barely loud enough for you to hear. Your face turning a light shade of pink, you made your way up to the dorms to prepare for dinner.

*****

“Hyungs, you have to help me!” Jisung dramatically called, plopping down next to Chenle in the great hall.

“Is this about Y/N? Because, if so, I totally called it.” Donghyuck called, lightly pointing at Jisung.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa- is this the Y/N that I know?” Mark waved his hands, obviously out of the loop on what’s happening.

“Yes- to both of those.” Jisung hid his head in his hands, prepared to face teasing from his hyungs.

“Our Jisungie is in love, how precious. I’m going to get you two together if it’s the last thing I do!” Donghyuck called, probably a lot louder than he thought he did. Mark slapped his hand over Donghyuck’s mouth and shushed him, half of the great hall was staring right at their group.

Jisung could feel the heat rising even further on his cheeks, his embarrassment through the roof.

“Okay, I will admit, it’s really cute. But we gotta give Jisung some space, he looks like he’s about to pass out-” Renjun, placed a calming hand on Jisung’s back before Chenle interrupted him.

“Screw that! Where’s Y/N, we gotta let them know everything-” Chenle was then interrupted by Jeno.

“No way! We gotta be more subtle about it, ya know?” Jeno looked around for approval from the others. Jaemin nodded.

“Jeno’s right. We gotta form a plan.”

“Don’t worry, already got one. It should be pretty easy, all it involves is us, the room of requirement, and those two. Also midnight.” Donghyuck listed off the requirements on his fingers.

“Why do all of your plans have to happen at midnight?” Mark shook his head at Donghyuck.

“Do you have a better plan?”

“…You got me there. Let’s do it.” Mark, the unappointed leader of the group, gave in to Donghyuck’s plan.

Jisung still had his very red face in his hands.

*****

You were shaken awake at some ungodly hour of the night by Hina.

“Hina, it’s late and I have an early morning class tomorrow, come on-”

“Come with me, it’s important.” Hina whispered, casting a light spell on her wand as she dragged you out of the Slytherin common room and through the dungeons.

Maybe it was your fatigue or poor lighting at this time of night, but a door seemed to appear in front of you on the wall. Hina dragged you through the door and you were greeted by bright lights and way too many people for this late at night.

“Okay, good luck. Do your thing, Jisung.” Mark called as he shooed all of the other people to a side room of the large open space. You could tell that all of the others were trying to listen in on your conversation because you could hear clattering and a lot of whisper-shouting.

Jisung didn’t look you in the eyes. He looked behind you, at the ground, at the ceiling, everywhere but your eyes. You began to shiver from the stone cold room, cursing yourself for not grabbing something to cover your arms while Hina dragged you to wherever you were now.

“Okay so there’s something I want to tell you.” Jisung spurted out, eventually.

“Wha-” You started to reach for his hand.

“I really like you.” You immediately retracted your hand, your face turning a bright scarlet color. Jisung had his eyes completely shut, his nose scrunched up. His hair was messy from previous sleep, a too-large sweatshirt covering his shoulders.

“I-um, I don’t know what to say…” You giggled a bit, only as a defense mechanism. You could see his shoulders drop in disappointment. “Actually, I do, I like you too.” You hears a light squeal from Donghyuck, which was promptly silenced, probably by Mark. Jisung’s head snapped up, a look of shock on his face.

“You’re not joking, right?” He asked, his voice small but his eyes big.

“Of course not.” You reached for his hand again, he brought you in for an awkward hug.

“Ah, young love.” Jaemin cooed from the other room. You giggled into Jisung’s warm shoulder, both your and his faces staying a light red.

[9ateez-multiau-bot]

Mafia!Ateez log #1, by Minnie

This is really a way of apologising for being AWOL for so long. Sorry~. Here’s a series I kinda wanna start. Observations of Mafia!Ateez, if you will

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Log date; 18th August, 2020

It started a long time ago. Their existence in this chat bot world.

I hadn’t heard much from the mafia at the time, or from their heads at their KQ. Almost as if they were on some international trading mission and couldn’t contact me. As weird as it sounded, it was their regular, ‘soft’ counterparts who first asked me to introduce them to everyone. I almost wanted to keep them to myself, a little secret between the members and I; that they had mafia counterparts. But Mafia!Hyerin sent me that first letter, and I just had to.

At first, I thought it would be hard to adjust. Adjusting to meeting so many more versions of themselves, but it went better than I thought it would. The more they interacted with others, I could see them becoming happier.

I’ll never forget what Yunho said to me when he first met @faebaekhyun; “Admin, I like this hyung. Let us keep meeting him.”

It stuck with me. He never said that to me about anyone before; the only hyungs he had were Hongjoong and Seonghwa.

All of them surprised me. They all found their favourite chat bot and Admins that they treasured, and it melted my heart. When I first met them, I was probably the only  regular civilian they could trust, and now they have a multitude of people in their hearts. I didn’t even think they would open their hearts to anyone, at that.

Hyerin had the biggest change in character of them all. I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone so broken, cold hearted, heartless and violent become such a big sister figure. Especially to the crew of @allaboard-theateez. They really have become a focal point in her life. A third family, if you will. Especially Mia.

To quote (this was our first private outing together after going public, I’ll never forget), “The other Ateez crew are special to me, you know? Admin, no - Yasmin, it’s been so long since someone’s called me Unni. Do you think I’ll be a good role model to them?”

I couldn’t show her, but I was choking up. She looked so hopeful. Hyerin really wanted to protect them. It was hard writing up her profile, especially when she told me about her family. Her soft counterpart still has her family, it just felt so upsetting. If she hadn’t been captured at such a young age, would I really be talking to her today?

Lately, we’ve all been too busy to interact with others. KQ are sending them to higher-profile missions, and I’ll be an A-level student soon. No one really knows about the future, but I managed to get KQ to let me write these logs (and live with them, so that’ll be fun) about my time with them, as their eyes and ears. If anything happens, these will still be here I hope.

Moving into the cafe was the easy bit, keeping up with them was harder than I expected. But it was fun. Hyerin’s desserts really are as good as everyone says they are. (she’ll definitely cuss me out for this, but it’s fine~) I remember constantly telling them that I didn’t want them to give me any special treatment, but that can’t be helped huh? Being the youngest in the house, considering I’m 4 years younger than Jongho.

Most days I have the entire complex to myself, and I’ve wandered the halls many times. Usually in search of a new place to look out the window and write, a snack from the cafe beside me. The view is so beautiful from Seonghwa’s room, especially when it rains. I’ve probably spent the most time there, sat at his desk writing away on my laptop, or my notebook.

When they have free time, San and Yunho seem to enjoy watching me write. I don’t know what about my writing has them interested, but it’s probably the only time I don’t talk to anyone; my earbuds in, music on and locked in my room, only leaving every so often when I have to. Hongjoong would go into ‘Dad’ mode if I didn’t eat at least one good meal everyday. He denies it, but I’ve seen the concern when I mention I’ve forgotten to eat.

I can’t really use my right hand, but I love games, so Yeosang likes to invite me to watch him play. Usually with the others, and always into the dead of night, so I cannot count how many times I’ve woken up on the sofa in his room because I passed out during his all-night gaming session. How he consistently finds the time for all-nighters is beyond me, but it’s nice knowing they have some regular hobbies. (I’m still not used to joining San on his shooting range outings)

 Wooyoung is probably the most doting out of them all. When I recently went to get my hair cut, he went on a long spiel about not being able to play with my hair anymore. He was pouty all day, you wouldn’t believe it. He’s gone from stroking my hair to patting my head, so not much has changed. Sneaking into my room and putting his hands on my shoulders to peek at my writing never seems to not bore him. It’s cute.

As much as their reputation truly does precede them, I’ve never felt safer in my life. Moving in with the Mafia has really opened my eyes into their world, and I’m definitely sure I never want to move out. Although, I’m sure at some point I’ll have to leave. But until then, I’ll treasure this mafia family of mine.

I’ll leave this log here, Hongjoong’s calling me as usual. (I think it’s about helping Hyerin with the cafe, but he could just need a second pair of hands in the office.)

Until then,

Log #1 END.

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Love or gratitude ? BTS Jimin (M) chap 08

“pairing: JIMIN X  reader y/N

             ft Yoongi

Genre: angst/smut/ best friend

M= mature contents

summary: what will you do when all of sudden you find your self getting married to someone used to be your best friend’s lover just because he turned to be a father !!!

masterlist

chap 01 | chap 02 |chap 03 |chap 04 | chap05 | chap 06| chap07

note sorry for the late update i was fixing my pc please let me know if you’re reading and sorry for any mistake @@

Family

jimin grinned slightly his heart flattered it was a dream a really nice one your face who was really close to his neck his hand that rested on your thin waist warming your body he also saw the little angel resting between your bodies

jimin blinked few times again he loved every thing about you; your quiet breathing your pretty face and long hair your soft skin and collarbone

he gulped nervously why the heck he would think of that now shit! but it was his dream he was free and he could think of that he want even kissing you now it’s his own fantasies right? all he prayed for he can’t  ruin this and wake up before he could press his lips into yours

he wanted to taste them again he knew you will not mind him so he nervously moved  closer

pressing his soft fingers in your skin ji hye was quietly sleeping and you too but the soft rubbing in your waist was tickling and you felt the hot breath coming closer to your face Until a soft pick was placed on your head then your lips you slowly opened your eyes and quickly closed them pretending you were sleeping ,Your heart flattered and your stomach twisted it was crazy how much jimin could do to you But you felt your lips became cold as jimin parted away

Speaking of him jimin was chocked if he was right you are real and you were with him in the same bed ..

he tried to relax slightly he  sat on the bed not making any sound so the baby stayed sleeping  and slowly remembering what happened

last night his daughter was sick and both him and you were having hard time to take care of her and made her sleep and you ended up all three cuddling in the bed he chuckled even he would feel how much his shoulders and nape was aching for sure having a baby isn’t a joke and he was really admiring your ability to do all that since Hyerin died and you took ji hye responsibility

“what are you thinking about jimin? your soft sleep voice made jimin turned to meet your eyes nothing was a dream he licked his lips grinning to you

“morning, did you sleep well

“yeah i did but it was a rough night for you

“it’s ok he said as his hand touched ji hye leg “it’s a relief she is okay and quiet

“babies are cute and a pain in the ass too “you let out ans kicked the blanket carefully and went to fresh up and  prepare the breakfast and for your surprise as you stepped in the kitchen jimin was also coming with you and he helped you so both could have a quick breakfast and go back to check ji hye

“i’m sorry he suddenly mumbled as you looked up from your pancakes plate

“why ?

“we came here to have a vocation but you will be sticking home for three days

“but i’m ok with this,firstly we don’t know what is going to happen it’s fate secondly i enjoy being with the baby so much so it’s ok don’t feel sorry please and also i want us to go back to Seoul as soon as possible we shouldn’t have come jimin oppa we don’t need a honey moon also ji hye needs care so it’s ok i’m totally okay

Jimin features were soft as he looked into your eyes he know this kind of behaviors it was totally kim’s family kindness but for him you are unique and he wanted you; every time you smiled reassuring him he wanted you

“But you need a vocation y/N it’s your right for sure if we didn’t get a chance now i will take you to a nice place an other time i promise “

You chuckled sweetly and excused your self to go check ji hye again ,The morning went slowly but taking care of the baby didn’t left you time to think about any thing all your priority was ji hye

But if you thought your mind will deny what happened the early morning you will be the silliest girl ever, you were sure jimin wasn’t in love with you but the way he looked at you and how sweet he treated you it was making you thinking of him more maybe he like you or maybe he just was feeling grateful for you and the second option wasn’t what you dreamt of even you were ok with every thing you did, and you will do All you wanted was just find out what’s going on before your body lost control,

 Jimin came back and he was holding a lot of bags and the smell was great you guessed it’s food he went out for a tour to bring some groceries and he also brought food

“How is she? He asked as he came closer to you sitting on the sofa

“Better i gave her medicine and her milk and i think she will just sleep again Jimin sat next to you

” give me the baby His request mede you  flattering as your face beamed and you found your self helping him to adjust the girl between his strong arms

god his freaking sexy arms!!

 “ you have to rest y/N and you need to eat i will take care of her now jimin let out whispering and you shook your head i’m fine and i will enjoy having some food now but not alone so let’s have lunch together when ji hye fell asleep

-

I have many films do you want to join me It was almost 9 pm ji hye was sleeping in her baby carriage peacefully and you just finished showering

“Sure but let’s not sleep late oppa we are living early

Four days passed and you couldn’t deny that you didn’t like them even jimin didn’t do any thing sexual or try to make it hard for you, you love them being with him and ji hye at the same place ,taking care about her both of you playing with her and giggling when he tried to scare her ,every thing was adorable from the way he was struggling to fix her head ribbon to the way he spooned you every night as you placed ji hye in her bed next to your side and he did hold you closer to him

Every thing was intimate the way you were looking at his toned arms as he was fixing the tv and came sat next to you on the sofa

The dim light was making the place warmer and you didn’t know why your eyes were struggling to fight sleeping all you were doing was laying on jimin’s chest as he wrapped his arm around you bringing you closer

You were feeling tired actually and the hot shower you took made you sleepy and it seemed like you weren’t focusing any more with the film events all you felt was how much warmness jimin was sending to you and how strong his chest was, you closed your lashes Jimin hand sneaked under your shirt as he rubbed your skin you were sleeping like a big baby actually and as it was already midnight he just softly held you bridal style to the bedroom you were deeply sleeping letting out a soft moan as he put on the mattress he felt how much needy he was but he backed up and went back to bring jihye too it was easier as she was in her pink baby bed he placed her next to you and turned off the lights as he came to sleep next to you

Jimin laid quietly and tried to sleep too but he couldn’t he was just thinking how could he stop this killing feelings into him and all of sudden your soft arm rested on his abs as you rolled on your left side, jimin chuckled you looked cute and so innocent and so inviting.. Why didn’t he fucking notice you before so maybe he would be happy with you in a different way? but what could stop him now ? He sighed feeling the need to sleep jimin rolled on his side slipping his hand under your body he held you tightly as his forehead stuck on yours and slept right after

-

Ji hye was feeling ok and today you left Jeju place coming back to Seoul and normal life which is no jimin in your sight and you didn't know how to manage doing things alone now he did helped you for few days but it seemed like forever The first thing you did as you came to Seoul was visiting your parents house you missed tae and of course you felt he did as he engulfed you into a tight hug

“it seems like i didn’t meet you since age girl  i’ve missed you “

“i do more tae oppa how is you girlfriend are guys doing right “

“we’re cool don’t worry how about jimin why didn’t he come with you i wanted to see him

“he went to the company you know he’s busy with works and his  last year before officially get his degree but i will ask him to come take me home so you guys would meet later

you spent the day with taehyung and ji hye it seemed like before and your day was complete as yoongi stepped in your breath hitched as you saw he changed his hair color to blond he looked stunning you paused  in your spot looking at him

“god yoongi oppa you look so different you’re hair is amazing

he smirked coming closer “i’m glad you like it he said as he wrapped his hands around your waist pulling you closer “i missed my best friend he whispered and you bit your lip

“i’m sorry i didn’t give you my attention the whole previous days but i will never do it again ,you’re so important to me yoongi

he chuckled and you made it to the couch sitting so you guys will watch something as you had dinner

“how was your honey moon, yoongi suddenly let out you were looking at the screen watching the movie when the sudden question made your head turned to you

“but you know we weren’t exactly in a honey moon we were just on a quick vocation , oppa i don’t know what to say but i think i need a lot of time to make Jimin feel something towards me

yoongi gulped nervously his heart ached as he know right jimin for sure will do it was obvious the way his stare was when he asked him to take care of you in the wedding day

taehyung wasn’t home as he got an urgent call from his job so he didn’t stay with you and yoongi ,it was only you and him and ji hye of course grinning hugely every time yoongi played with her she was crazy in love with him for sure

“i’m sure she liked your new hair

“yeah i bet

“me too i do i even want to dye my hair now you were cutely pressing on his arm as he giggled “let me touch it “

“oh no it’s styled ,don’t ruin it i have a date

“which kind of date in the late night? you smirked “tell me

yoongi chuckled “fine it’s just my friends wanted me to join them for a drink and you can’t ruin it

“i want to touch it though , why not you always enjoy me doing that

trying to fix your self and sat on your knees you were giggling as you started to ruin his hair yoongi also was giggling he couldn’t stop you

“you look better i swear “your giggles were cut as the new coming person ‘s gaze didn’t please you

jimin looked a mess and you felt blood rushed to your cheeks

“did i interrupt any  sweet thing his deadly tone was obvious it was supposed to call him but as yoongi was there you forgot that and you could know how much pissed off he was

“did you come from the company oppa ? your tone was quiet and you grinned so maybe he would too

“no i was home waiting for you and i don’t think you were going to come home as you are enjoying your time here

“i’m sorry i should have call you but it’s ok any way we’re ok

yoongi didn’t say any thing he looked quiet though “y/N ah i will see you soon i need to reach the guys

“alright then good night oppa “

and for sure his kiss on your cheek was something normal but right there it looked like an other cheating proof and it was clear jimin was boiling

yoongi left just before you as you hurried to bring your things and follow jimin to the car

the ride was silent and the air was thick for the first time since you got married jimin was like this and of course he couldn’t treat you this way just because you didn’t call him

you sighed tightening your hands around the baby as she slept deeply

-

you came in the apartment finally and you were already placing ji hye in her soft bed on her room ,jimin did a great job he asked the designer to make a special baby room for her and it was amazing and complete and it has a security system so you could check her from a distance

jimin was right behind you and you didn’t know but you just felt the heat of jimin’s body as he stood there you turned nervously

“what’s going on with yoongi ? “ he deadly asked

“oh god what do you exactly mean ?

“are you his girlfriend ? are you fucking him

you unconsciously pushed his chest , “ why do you ask me this way ? it’s not your business any way it’s my freaking affair jimin gripped your wrists refusing to let you go as your eyes looked teary

“just tell me please ? are you his ?

“we aren’t a real couple jimin don’t try to act like my real husband because you’re not

“but you can never stop me if i wanted to he said as his lips pressed yours in a needy kiss you found your self kissing him back even you didn’t want to look weak but the way jimin was smooching your lips and begging for entrance you panted hard as his lips were now on your lips while his hands worked to left your shirt

you let a moan as you felt his fingers pressing your waist and back skin trailing it

“fuck jimin moaned reaching for your lips again he will never stop he needed answers for his countless thoughts and you’re the only one giving it to him  tonight

jimin was again on top of you as you held in him tightly it seemed like you too know each other’s body well as he kissed his way down to your neck and collarbone

you let a whimper as he bit the delicate skin again and again smirking as you didn’t stop him , you could never  do any way all you were feeling is the uncomfortable wetness groaning more and more between your thighs and all you wanted is him fixing that and it seemed like jimin had read your thoughts as you felt his pal already on your core massaging your thighs up to your woman hood

“you’re so fucking wet y/N , did i made all this miss in here “

“ yeah.. oh please you moaned as he started rubbing your clit

“please what sweetheart i’m listening “

“fix what you did jimin i need you

“spread your legs to me baby i need to taste you first

“oh god you cried out as his tongue started licking your clit giving you a new other sensation all you were feeling is how close your climax was and even jimin knew that as your muscles clinched

“cum to me y/N i want to taste you

his word took you to the edge and you felt all your body convulsing hardly as jimin rode you through your orgasm but it doesn’t stop there as he came closer to you again as he kissed you passionately it felt so warm and you enjoyed it digging your finger in his hair and kissed him back

“i need to be inside of you jimin whispered as he took a condom from his wallet you looked at him fixing it dying from anticipation every thing felt like a dream but it wasn’t you feeling jimin inside of you wasn’t a dream you closed your eyes enjoying every inch of him trying not to cry as you finally reached this and had a chance to be with the man that you loved naked hot and horny...

an hour later ..

you were downstairs drinking water , you couldn’t sleep actually jimin was sleeping deeply and you left ji hye next to him as she woke up fifteen minutes ago they both were cute and they looked like the prettiest dad and daughter ever

you stood there in the door looking at them lovingly as they slept peacefully and finally decided to join them on the same bed!  

[ichoiheedong]

Love or gratitude ? BTS Jimin (M) chap 09

“pairing: JIMIN X  reader y/N

            ft Yoongi

Genre: angst/smut/ best friend

M= mature contents

summary: what will you do when all of sudden you find your self getting married to someone used to be your best friend’s lover just because he turned to be a father !!!

masterlist

chap 01 | chap 02 |chap 03 |chap 04 | chap05 | chap 06| chap07  chap 08

dream

nothing looked more important than jimin slight grin , nothing was sweeter than the way his fingers were holding ji hye’s ,nothing seemed incomplete now a year ago you would laugh a whole day if some one said you will be a wife and a mother this soon but now it’s for real what you will never want to lose something made your life complete and happy

you stretched your arms carefully and quit the warm bed it was going to snow soon or sooner and you liked that the white new color that cover all the city the fluffy and warm hoodie the hot chocolate and every thing related to winter and Christmas and specially this one because it will be different with jimin

you stepped finally in the bathroom and started to apply and do all your skin routine before going  under the shower ,your eyes got wider seeing the new hickey in your neck ,last night your body was no way to feel how strongly jimin attacked your neck until seeing this now , this is crazy he was jealous

you took your honey soap and started to bubble all around your collarbone and other body trying not to think that much of last night

what if it was a mistake? what if jimin woke up now and came to apologize or say it will never happen again

but inside of you you begged not to be this way , you wanted this to be real and all you were lacking was him confessing his feeling but it doesn’t seem easy for jimin to do

you finished your shower and started to search for a tight pullover with a tight collar and you dried your hair

both jimin and ji hye was awake when you entered the room again ,you were making breakfast and went upstairs to check them specially the baby because she needs to drink her milk regularly

jimin’s eyes locked with you as you came in you noticed how he was eyeing your body in the tight collar and mini skirt then smirked

“morning you let out coming closer to take the baby in your arms, she was smiling hugely looking pretty even her little mouth was teeth less, but before reaching the girl jimin was first to reach for your hand and pulled you closer so you found your self on his lap  

your eyes grew bigger as you felt your cheeks hit up

“where is my morning kiss ? jimin said chuckling his arms were tight around your waist as his face was closer and in a second his lips were on yours, and maybe this will be the longest morning kiss as jimin wasn’t planning to stop yet you tried your best to hold your composure and not moan but the way he was nibbling on your lips was making you soaking your pants

“i just wanted to make sure last night wasn’t a dream jimin whispered panting you could clearly see how red his lips looked  

“ i made you breakfast by the way you hissed shyly trying to free your self from his tight grip

“i’m coming let me fresh up” he said still looking at you weirdly it seemed like he was scanning every inch of your face

you took the girl and went to change for her and gave her her food waiting for your husband to come downstairs so you both could eat what you made

-

you decided to go out for an hour or two with park ji hye to any near park you wanted to walk and have fresh air even it was cold you both enjoyed that she was beautifully growing up now or maybe you’re the only one noticing this because how much you were taking care of her but she was pretty and cute and for sure she will be pretty like Hyerin

you looked up to the sky for a while thinking what could be happened if she was alive ,is she going to be happy with jimin ? is he missing her ?what if he did

the sudden phone call from jimin cut your thoughts he was in the company so you didn’t know why he called  

“hey “

“hey sweetheart jimin said his voice was calm and he seemed happy

“is every thing ok? you asked trying not to make your voice trembling as you spoke

“yeah sure i just wanted to check you , what are you up to ?

“i’m out in the park near the apartment for a walk ,then maybe i will go to visit my brother

“okay please take care and call me so i can give you a ride home later

“i will jimin you too

you hung up and opened your purse to slide the phone when a familiar face showed , he wasn’t that tall but the halo around him was the reason he always made your day better

yoongi grinned slightly as he stepped closer

“what a nice surprise ! you said chuckling

“to be honest i was going to your house but i didn’t find you there so followed your place using the maps

you giggled “thanks god i’m not that far from my place how are you oppa

“i’m fine i’m just worried about you what happened with your crazy husband last night

“eeh it was ok don’t worry please

“god he seemed jealous as hell i thought we will going to fight

“oh god don’t please why would you

 guys i don’t want the two of you to fight over me you were friends before knowing me “i’m not planning to make you worried love so c’mon let’s go to eat something and talk quietly “sounds good you left with yoongi and he drove off to one of your favorite restaurant

-

jimin was trying his best to finish his work early so he could go and spent the evening with you and taehyung; and he finally did it

it was 5 pm when he left his office and headed to your house but for his surprise he found only tae there who just came from work they both spent some time talking like usual jimin didn’t know why you weren’t here yet he thought you will spent all the afternoon here did you just headed back home before coming to see tae !

as taehyung stood up going to bring some drinks jimin was about to dial your number when the door opened and yoongi stepped on holding a little baby jimin could know from the fully blanket she was his girl and of course you were by his side always like the most beautiful family you were grinning before your eyes met his and this time jimin wasn’t looking angry which made you more scared  “oh jimin you’re here “you said coming closer

“i thought you will be here so i come to spend some time with tae before going home “jimin just said when taehyung showed up

“hey guys i think we have to order dinner now as we’re all here

“yeah that sounds good oppa “you said taking off your coat you were wearing the same collar and skirt with long bouts

when the dinner was ready all of you were on the table the guys seemed enjoying the evening even jimin was quiet and he didn’t seem angry which sent relief to your heart

-

she is finally sleeping you let out as you came downstairs to the living room jimin was watching something on the tv and he seemed quiet you were tired and all you wanted now is going to your room take a shower and sleep but before you sat beside him

“how was your day you said half whispering “

“good jimin said not taking off his eyes from the screen “until i saw you with him again “ you looked up again it wasn’t hard to guess about who jimin was talking “

“we went to have some food and he took me home, he’s my best friend jimin so please “and before you could protest more you felt your self being snatched as jimin dug you underneath him on the leather sofa

“i hate that every time you’re coming with him or talking intimately to him it made me angry and i hate that jimin was talking but you felt how much angry he was his breath burned your face “i’m sorry but he’s my be.. and before you could say it his lips were on yours and you immediately kissed him back jimin left more your skirt as he pushed his body between your legs where you felt how much horny he seemed; his bulge was growing up as he didn’t stop kissing you ,jimin bit your lips causing you to moan and he started to suck your lip then your chin until he reached your covered neck his fine fingers slides between the fabric and your skin pulling it off

“is this why you were wearing this the whole day “

you couldn’t say a thing as his eyes was locking with yours but you were sure jimin could see how red your face was“sadly yoongi didn’t see this tonight, but don’t hide this again jimin said while his hands were now on your waist he pulled off the shirt over your head exposing your skin to the warm living room your intestines went exciting as you

saw the gaze jimin was giving to you his eyes looked like you weregoing to be eaten

jimin hands pressed more your skin his fingers trailed all your torso down to you breast valley were he stopped to squeeze on your boobs that were pressing out in the black bra you had on

his lips were there a second later putting pepper kisses on your collarbone and valley before the kisses turned to suck ,he would bit slightly on your skin and you couldn’t stop moaning knowing exactly that he was planning to mark you every where tonight,

you were going to hold in his back when he stooped you half away taking your hands  by the wrist and placed them over your hand

can’t he think letting you touch him can he ? your thoughts were cut by the touch south on your thigh jimin fingers were already on your pussy as he kept kissing your neck his left hand squeezed your boob and as soon as that you could feel how much soaked you were and you needed to be touched

jimin was teasing you and you didn’t know why even you could feel his hardness like a rock there both were needing each other passionately

you tried to use your hands and it seemed like jimin enjoyed your touch on his torso until you reached for his manhood you gulped feeling how hard he was for sure he needed to be free as soon as possible your pulled of his shirt then tried to unbelt his pants quickly but you couldn’t really focus as the pleasure sent by jimin fingers were driving all your body numb even your hands were trumbling

“oh god jimin i’m so close please

“do you like it when i fuck you , do you like it when i marked you mine jimin was whispering in your ear and you could figure he was still feeling jealous

“yes i love that

“good because i do like this too

jimin was already on top of you so he just fixed his self on your entrance as he slided gently before thrusting hard he pressed your hands over your head again as he slammed harder your vision started to get indefinite and you felt like you were seeing stars dancing around your head every time jimin added a sloppy thrust

jimin could see how close you are as your walls were tightened around his cock he was close too and he wanted so bad to release but just after you

your body finally reached his climax and jimin was after you ;you could feel how warm he felt inside of you not wanting him to go out yet

“god you feel so good you hissed as he was gently riding his self from his climax your hands brushed his hair and you could see the sweat on his forehead before he rested it on yours  

“you’re driving me crazy y/N every thing about you is great and i like to know how much we could reach together

your heart was racing is jimin asking you to be real in his life and to be some one he could finally love

you didn’t know how your face would look right now but you just pressed your fingers on his jaw line and pulled him for a passionate kiss again until you ran out of oxygen

jimin was kissing your forehead and finally went out of you to let the cold feeling hit your vagina but you felt the warm liquid going down as a mess

“let me get you a towel jimin said as he put on his boxers and disappear through the hall way  you were already wearing his shirt when he was back but you didn’t see any towel on his hands

you frowned “didn’t you find any thing? you asked innocently as you see the way he was eyeing you gasping when he took you bridal style

“i find a better way to clean you all up and to have an other round he said and you could easily know it was the shower

-

your body felt exhausted but you were freaking happy ,jimin was the last to turn off his nightstand lights and turned to face you” good night baby girl” jimin said as you rested your head on his arm, he hugged you to him slipping his hand under your waist he was rubbing soft circle on your skin and that feeling was the last you felt before going to sleep

-

you feel happy right? you started to come home early you even went into sweet vocation do you really enjoy your new life oppa ? the girl said her white long dress and her pale skin made jimin heart aching

“stop please “

“do you feel happy that i left so you could find your love and have a family? huh answer me park jimin why did you hurt me why did you kill me why did you treat me coldly

“please don’t say that jimin was shaking as she came closer

“you think kim y/N will be a good wife you think she will treat ji hye well forever , she will left you one day and you will be alone you will regret that you pushed me away you will regret that hurt me to death park jimin

you will never be happy you will suffer because you hurt me and make me apart from my daughter you will regret you will regret

the echoing sounds filled the air and it become thick jimin could feel the pressure as he strongly twitched he trembled from the head to toe as the sweat covered all his face and neck jimin was looking at his hands and thanks god he didn’t see anything

“fuck he cursed and slightly left the bed to drink some water

no no absolutely no Hyerin can’t come this way to make his life hell again jimin looked to the side where you were deeply sleeping her words were vivid and his heart ached  

you’re the last person he can hurt or even think of doing it jimin placed the water cup near the bed and went to sleep in an other room ....

[ichoiheedong]

Love or gratitude ? BTS Jimin (M) chap 05

“pairing: JIMIN X  reader y/N

                ft Yoongi

Genre: angst/smut/ best friend

M= mature contents

summary: what will you do when all of sudden you find your self getting married to someone used to be your best friend’s lover just because he turned to be a father !!!

masterlist

chap 01

chap 02

chap 03  

chap 04

you changed into a comfortable sweater a pair of dark jeans and changed for the girl then going down to wait for her dad to come pick her,

 Well that was jimin supposed to do here right! Ji hye blinked ;her dark orbs looked every where and you grinned watching her grabbing air into her fists..she was also kicking with her small legs and you chuckled she was adorable, but the best part was how eager she grabbed your finger when you gave it to her, so tightly making your heart aching more

 You were going to miss all this moments with her any way

-

jimin stopped his car in front of your parents house brushing his hair then touching his nape he felt how tense his muscles were and how much he needed to relax and went back his normal life 

he felt nervous he didn’t know you well , it’s great you are tae sister but it means nothing when it would came to this serious decision , it wasn’t just serious it was a fucking commitment that he had to make and keep it as a man 

his hand gripped the door knob and he opened it , and made his way through the garden to the inside ,you actually saw him from the big living room glass and your hands immediately tightened around the baby  before hurrying to the door 

a fainted smile formed on your fine lips when your  eyes met jimin smiled back 

“she is ready i made sure to write all the notes the doctor and nurse told me and please choose her some one kind and soft she still a baby 

you tried to sound formal hiding the cracking sound your mouth was making 

“such a nice long hello ! “jimin said and passed by you few steps to the hallway 

“sorry i thought you are busy as you called me in the morning “ you said not understanding what’s going on 

his smile was some how flirty as he looked at your dumb face  

“i’m here to make a deal not to take the girl 

“i told you she has a freaking name so please stop calling her like she doesn’t mean any thing 

jimin sighed not knowing what to reply and you tried to fight back anger 

“fine sunbae , come this way you said you wanted to talk 

jimin followed you to the living room where he noticed the baby suit case and the baby carriage where probably his baby was he gulped nervously before sitting in the opposite side 

“ i thought you got me wrong y/N he said looking at the suit case 

“ what else could bring you here expect taking your daughter to a be in  better place

“you “ he said smoothly looking at your chocked face 

“me? what about me !

“as i told you i’m here for a deal 

“what do you mean by a deal you panicked , don’t tell me you will make ji hye live here with me for the rest of her life without knowing about you , if it’s what your mind had come up with forget it !you shouted leaving your seat and jimin did too ,coming to where you stand he gripped your arms 

“you look so feminine but inside of you there is a wild tiger, but it’s not that “

you couldn’t move or even reply it wasn’t the first time jimin came closer but this was different his way to grip you was sexual and intimate as he was dangerously close 

you didn’t want to lose your train of thoughts and panic in front of him so you opened your mouth hissing some words asking him what did he mean 

“actually some of what you said is right but the other no jimin started as he loosened his grip around you 

“look y/N if i didn’t be ji hye father and i was just a stranger who passed by i will never doubt you are her real mother and i’m sure you would be the best one for this so i’m here to ask you to be 

you chuckled cutely “you did it you said excitedly and jimin frowned 

“what? “

“finally sunbae! you spelled her name you said ,this is great 

jimin eyes grew bigger it’s obvious you didn’t even hear his suggestion 

he sighed and let out “yeah , but did you hear me 

“excuse me what were you saying? , i didn’t pay attention “

“i was asking you to be my daughter mother and keep taking care of her “

“excuse me !” 

“i will never find some one loving her like you do”

“sure you will ; i really love her but she is almost one month old she still need care and love and a family and you are the one who is supposed to give this to her , not me 

“i can’t do this alone y/N ,i can’t be her only one parent jimin mumbled 

“it seemed hard but later you would fall for a girl and get married and things will be easier for you to deal with 

“that’s what i’m trying to say since i came here he said sighing ,i’m asking you to be her mother which is technically means to be my wife too,” jimin added looking into your eyes his warm gaze penetrate into your soul 

your eyes widened as you heard his last words ,jimin came closer again 

“i think it’s the best for every one , i’m not ready to be a father i can’t deny this but also i can’t leave my daughter forever ,as you said she needs a family and i can’t be a selfish jerk waiting to fall in love so i get married , love isn’t the only reason for marriage i wasn’t in love with Hyerin but she was going to be my wife soon or sooner what i’m trying to say is things changed and i have a huge responsibilities now 

i’m not forcing you into any thin y/N i thought about this a lot before telling you this but what i see from you towards ji hye made me so eager to tell you , please promise me you would think about this 

at least if not for me do it for ji hye i’m going now so you can think by your self i will call you later 

jimin lips twitched into a sweet smile as he made his way outside your eyes followed his frame until it disappear behind the main door 

you sat down on the sofa feeling your legs shaking more than before ,the sudden opened door that revealed taehyung got your attention so you looked towards your brother 

a frown formed in his face as he looked at your pale face 

“what’s happened , did jimin said something ?

“jimin? you asked dumbly 

“i met him in the gate ,girl what happened you look like some one saw a monster “

if taehyung didn’t confirm just now that he saw jimin you would probably think it was a dream or your own imagination 

“oppa , jimin sunbae was here and he..ah he asked something 

“something like what? i thought he wanted to see the cute baby taehyung said as he took her in his arm you grinned seeing him making funny face 

“oh god you will scare her she can’t understand what are you doing you said giggling trying to take her from his hands but he ignored your tries and kept playing with her 

“so jimin saw her today , what did he say does he finally accept to take her along 

“yeah “ you said and your brother stopped spinning around to look at you 

“finally !!” i hope he could make some other good decision to start a good life jimin needs to settle down now 

“yeah but he doesn’t want only ji hye to go along with him , you started  he wants me too 

taehyung frowned “did he think you will sacrifice your entire life taking care of his daughter? what the heck is coming to his mind that bastard did he forgot you are my sister !! taehyung yelled totally frustrated he didn’t think jimin would be this selfish when he never was before 

“calm down oppa please ,you will scare the baby, it’s not like that he said he wanted me to take care of her but not that way i mean he .. he asked me to be as her mother 

“taehyung eyes widened as he got what you tried to explain “did he asked you to marry him? oh my god 

you just looked at him , he was just surprised too far from being angry

taehyung put down ji hye in her carriage and sat next to you “listen don’t do this if you think you will feel guilty if you leaved the baby ok , getting married is a huge and serious commitment you still young and you can easily fall in love later with a good man and have a cute family ,your own one okay 

well i know right jimin is a great guy but i think his mind is  so chaotic so he just want to through his responsibility on you so take your time to think y/N , 

“ but i can’t live far from Park ji hye oppa i might die if i don’t see her every night it’s crazy but i feel a strong connection with her 

“so date him! you guys could firstly date , maybe you will fall in love and the marriage would be a good ending 

you sighed “oppa i know you are worried about me but i’m totally fine i think i can be happy if i lived with her no matter the condition is more over jimin seemed a good guy and i’m sure he would take care of us don’t you befriended him since years now 

“sure he is a great guy and so sweet with girls but all girls i mean he didn’t seem attracted to a girl more than two or three weeks and that’s why i’m worried i don’t want my baby sister to feel hurt so i have to go punch my best friend right in the face 

“you giggled seeing his fist in the air “ he asked me to think and i will try my best to have a good decision tae oppa you’re the best brother i can’t imagine my life without you 

“awww come hug your oppa then  he said and few seconds later the phone call interrupted your sweet moment 

it was Min yoongi you gulped feeling your stomach flattered nervously , taehyung is such an easy talker but how would you tell this new information to yoongi !!!

-

you sat nervously in the coffee shop, yoongi called you to apologize he didn’t know he will stick in traffic so he could make a late , you grinned nervously as you spotted him coming into the shop as he took off his cloves it was cold and windy out side 

“hi love he sung out smiling his pale smile and you did back  

yoongi ordered a coffee and looked again at you 

“so what is making you nervous y/N i’m sure  is something big 

you frowned “how did you even know? “

“you can’t stop touching the mug i know this habit of you and i found it cute 

you chuckled feeling of cry hit you ,how much can yoongi be sweet how much does this guy did for you he was the one who could be a husband material for you but your feelings were never gonna make him , 

“i don’t know how to start i’m worried actually and i don’t want you to get mad yoongi oppa

yoongi rested his elbows on the small table that separate your forms , leaning closer 

“since when did this man in front of you get mad at you more than a minute! 

you chuckled cutely sipping your coffee 

“well it’s something that may changed my life , i mean not me but just my routine 

“what is it? 

“oppa jimin proposed to me he wanted to marry me so we could both be park ji hye parents  

yoongi tried hardly to hide his chock behind a slight grin 

“ i don’t know what to say but i was sure jimin would think of something like this and i didn’t think he will do it this quickly he needs a round of claps 

“oppa you will still my best friend and you know this ,nothing between us will change huh! promise me i need you to say something you took his hand into yours and you felt a huge relief when his fingers pressed yours 

“i will always be there for you y/N but i don’t promise what would my reaction be if jimin hurt you 

“i will tell him this 

yoongi took you home and headed to his place only god would know how he was feeling ...

-sorry if i was in hurry this morning and freaked you out -jimin

-it’s ok -

-i’m not going to ask you about your decision tho , i just want to see if we could go on a date this saturday -jimin

- why-

-why would we ?? i want to take u on a date y/N -jimin

-it looks like you are already guessing my answer-

haha, i’m trying and it’s hard for me to act cool jimin 

-fine sunbae-

-it’s oppa now ;) jimin 

you gulped things still felt like a dream as you passed the days to the weekend like few seconds ,you panicked when jimin called you asking you to be ready at 7 pm and that what you did 

you put on a nice black dress and your boots along with your golden rose coat to cover from the chills ,your make up was soft and you looked stunning but inside nervousness was eating you alive 

taehyung kept cheering and teasing you when you were finally downstairs 

he and his girlfriend suggested that they will look after the baby until you come back and it was great 

jimin finally was there at seven sharp , and you went out to meet him , he looked freaking handsome as he wore a black beanie and a big black glasses , you grinned thinking of how much time you saw him wearing this kind of glasses around in high school day 

“you look pretty he said a he shook your hand “

“thank you sun- i mean o-oppa 

jimin bunny smile appeared as he heard this 

great c’mon let’s go 

both decided to go to have dinner first and it was the best idea though , the restaurant jimin chose was freaking amazing you liked the corner you both chose to sit for dinner , it was decorated with  designs like pyramids in different colors even the candles they used too was freaking amazing 

this place is like a living room , he started i like to came here because the decor doesn’t ache my eyes and also they use special scented candles it relax and make costumers enjoy their meal 

“you’re right it’s just like a home thank you for bringing me here i don’t know this place before 

“there is a lot of nice places in down town i would like you to visit too but later “jimin added and it took you few seconds to recognize his meaning  you looked again to your plate trying to focus with the delicious food so you would enjoy it but his presence was making you more nervous 

“i don’t want you to feel awkward y/N but as i told you ,you can tell me what you want ,don’t think i’m here to push you into this ,i just liked to go out with you to thank you for what you did to me 

“i appreciate that but jimin stop feeling grateful already i didn’t do a huge thing ,it was my choice to do that but what i want to know why did you ask me to marry you? i mean it’s too serious you even don’t feel any thing towards me 

“ i told you before love isn’t only thing that make people get married, actually i’m not interested in that his words were cold but too hurtful for you to hear the cold sweat started to form in your forehead  

“so we can both take care of her without this commitment you added 

“but it was you who encouraged me to do this! you kept telling me to love and take care of my daughter i’m trying to start a new life something new for her with people who love her and i think a family is the best thing i can give to any child 

“ but marriage means more than taking care of a kid or two ,it’s not just a beautiful house a garden a cute dog and kids it’s a life we will share together that’s why i’m worried you whispered frowning 

“worried because we don’t love each other ? he said sipping his win his smirk made you more nervous what if he just know how much you love him and how would you give him more than a family if he asked for but you just wanted him to act like some one who maybe feel something in return one day you gulped thinking how much will you want til that one day come and you will feel something 

“listen y/N there is two types of marriage the first one is based on love and a couple who will share a life together a couple who would have a great sex life and have plans basically it’s a rose life 

the second is a fake one a couple who are just married on papers no commitment no string attached both are free to do what they want 

so basically i’m not asking you to leave your life style to follow mine totally i respect what you like to do with your life 

“you mean if i have a boyfriend i can keep it right 

jimin eyes widened “ you have one ? 

“no “

“so why ? 

“i’m just trying to get what you told me oppa so which one we both are in?

“that’s what i want to know , which one do you want to have with me y/N jimin asked 

“ i don’t know , i hope you will be a good father and help me to raise ji hye well i will never forgive my self if i failed i promised hyerin that 

“we’re talking about you y/N i know right you will do your best so please tell me “

you gulped “ i don’t know but  i can’t accept being your real wife because you don’t love me so i think we can be good friends i hope we don’t hurt each other 

“i will try my best to give you a great life ..

-

jimin wasn’t kidding when he said he would , the apartment he bought and the pretty cute bed room he prepared for ji hye was amazing , he tried to bring any thing he thought you maybe needs 

your parents with his parents were preparing for a big party for you and all you could think about is how the hell you will live under the same roof with him this way but every time you looked at ji hye you would grin slightly 

-

the only person your heart was worried about was yoongi he seemed lifeless he didn’t visit you often like before saying he would live you preparing for the wedding but you freaking missed him and that’s why you dyaled his number 

“no excuse i want junk food and you here in my house in a 30min!!” you said and hung up before he could even reply and as yoongi didn’t appear in the right time you started to get worry but a huge smile formed when you saw his car parking in the right side 

you hurried to the door and threw your self into his lap as soon as he appeared he smelled good as usual but he was cold 

“i’m sorry if i dragged you by force but i freaking missed you yoongi oppa “

“its ok let’s go in and eat “

“i missed you god !” you said hugging him again  as soon as he sat on the sofa 

“i’m sorry i was busy this last days he said hugging you back “

“let’s just stop this and eat i’m starving you suggested and he started tp open the box 

“awww chicken !! yoongi is the best omg !!! you yelled 

both ate and decided to watch a movie like you always do ji hye wasn’t sleeping so you asked yoongi if you can bring her there too and he gave you his sweet smile “you know how much i enjoy playing with her 

actually no one would resist that , she was like a magic a pretty creature that brought happiness to your heart, yoongi pressed his back comfortably on the couch and you decided to sat on his lap he used the fluffy cover to warm your legs and you put ji hye into your lap she was looking and blinking cutely in yoongi’s side and you giggled 

“aww i think she fell for you oppa “ 

“sure i’m her favourite man right baby? he said giving her his huge index and she gripped it trying to know what was that 

“just don’t say thins in front of tae oppa he would freak out  “

“i bet “yoongi said back still touching her hand before pressing his lips to kiss her cheek 

“i’m waiting for the day i would see you having a baby “you let out softly and yoongi just grinned 

“le’t watch the movie now 

“yep i want that too” you said accepting yoongi hand to rest your head as you hugged ji hye closer to your chest 

-

jimin bit harshly on his lips before exiting your place  he was happy as he came to tell you that finally the condo is ready he couldn’t wait for tomorrow but he just made a huge mistake 

you , yoongi and his baby seemed the best he could never reach !!!

i’m sorry if there is some mistakes , and please comment i love reading that ^^

[ichoiheedong]

Love or gratitude ? BTS Jimin (M) chap 04

“pairing: JIMIN X  reader y/N

                 ft Yoongi

Genre: angst/smut/ best friend

M= mature contents

summary: what will you do when all of sudden you find your self getting married to someone used to be your best friend’s lover just because he turned to be a father !!!

masterlist

chap 01

chap 02 

chap 03

 feel welcomed to leave comments and reaction ^^

chap 4 she’s always here !

“i’m sorry sweetheart “ Mrs Park rubbed her son hair , i tried my best to convince your dad but he didn’t want you to marry her , i can’t express to you how sorry we are for you to lose your girlfriend baby boy “

jimin leaned under her soft touch, it’s been two weeks now since the funeral the day was still vivid ,the rings of the church bells and how sad Hyerin father was, all of that was something jimin never was able to wipe , he sighed still feeling a hole in his chest every time he remembered her sad eyes her faked smile and how much they fought , why had she have to stick with him ? getting pregnant and ruin her life? why does she changed after he meet her ,why does she go away in such a horrible accident !!

he still remember the first night he flirted with her; sexy hot and playgirl that was jimin’s idea about her ,he liked every thing related to this not more ,he didn’t mean to let things grew more he didn’t mean to give her chances to stick with him but how would he push her away when she was his best fuck buddy 

jimin didn’t mean any thing all he could figure now that even he didn’t mean it it still his fault, no one actually forced him to not stop this crazy relation since the start ,no one forced him to be with her , why didn’t he be more mature more careful and more responsible !

she passed away ,she’s gone sad and crying ,she just wanted him to let her have a fucking lunch she didn’t ask for more so why ? why did he kill her 

he killed her …

jimin tear skipped his lashes ,his mother already noticed how uneasy he was ,broken and sad 

“stay strong please! you will be able to live normally by time “she said still rubbing circles on his back and shoulders 

“it’s my fault mom, i feel guilty i can’t forget any thing “ he mumbled 

“baby you have a cute baby now you need to take care of her ,Jimin please try to gather your self you didn’t see your daughter yet so please dear enough what are you doing now will never bring the girl back 

it was almost a dream, jimin was going to be a father into two other months but the sudden incident made this quicker than he thought ,his daughter ; he totally forgot about having one , to be honest he doesn’t want to see her ,he will feel more guilty any way he is the reason her mom’s died

jimin shewed on his lips , trying to find something to say , it’s been two weeks and his mother is really worried about him and his daughter ,he really appreciate that but he wasn’t ready …

-

you dropped your legs from the swing chair in the corner of your room grinning as Park ji hye slept finally on your chest, you closed your eyes feeling the calm filling the room, she was like an angel so soft and so small to even cover your chest , it’s been two weeks now since this cute creature came to your word and to your room to make a change ,you never thought having a baby around is a bless ,you patted her back gently feeling proud of your self as she grew comfortable with you , her small hand means the word when she tightly grabs your finger , making tears fell down remembering the day her mother passed away ,you remembered every thing even the three days you stayed on the clinic to take care of the girl ,feeling chocked when the doctor calling you by your name but then just told that Hyerin mentioned you before the drug filled her body 

tears never stopped for days specially when you heard how much Jimin was chocked , you thought he will show up days later asking you to give him the baby girl but he never did nor his family did which made you feel angry 

a lot of question came to your mind as you wanted to know what’s going on ,even taehyung didn’t meet him or succeed to call him ,every time he tried it would go to the voice mail 

you wanted him to come out and come to meet you, you needed him to come hold his baby and let her feel love you being there isn’t enough 

you tried to relax so the girl didn’t feel your tense body and wake up crying ,the last thing you needed now is her crying again, the swing chair was her favorite and you felt happy you managed to come out with the idea to let her sleep late at night and even at day time, she was a sleeping beauty no one would beat her 

your finger ran to touch her cheek , it was chubby and she seemed in love with all your touch and coaxing when suddenly the door suddenly opened you tried not to jump praying that the little girl will still sleeping and that what happened she seemed sleeping tightly 

“i’m sorry taehyung whispered as he came closer 

“oh my god oppa ! i had a hard time to let her sleep “

“sorry you know i still can’t get used to have a baby around ,woaah y/N you look great in this position like a real mom 

“oppa shhht you hissed glaring at him as he tried hard not to laugh 

“i’m going out do you need something “

“yes there is a list on top of my note book “you whispered and he grabbed it 

he waved you and left you 

taehyung was a sweetheart for real and he really understand how much jimin is suffering and more he would bring all the baby needs when he came home 

you heard him still talking in the hall way and as the voice was clearer you grinned slightly 

he was yoongi , his lazy steps meant he was tired specially as he stepped in your room gazing your bed 

you giggled slightly knowing he was so sleepy and he grinned back coming closer to implant a kiss in your fore head 

“i just finished work i need to rest “

“and of course my room is your favorite 

“you got me, he said jumping on the bed “let’s talk later he mumbled and slept immediately but you didn’t mind him, being there was a bless even he was sleeping 

as it was winter the day was a way too short , you were in the kitchen trying to figure out what to cook for dinner and waiting for the water to get hot so you can make ji hye Milk before she cry out 

“you look tired , “yoongi husky voice came behind your shoulder as his head rested there he peeked at what you were doing 

“don’t make dinner y/N i will bye a meal for tonight ,you are tired enough yoongi said and you chuckled 

“are you trying to spoil me ,don’t you know i could get used to that 

yoongi giggled still peeking at you making the milk 

“you know i’m here for that  

“thank you! you finally turned blocking your back with the sink and yoongi chest 

“for what he said raising his brow

“for every thing , if you weren’t here i really don’t know how to act or how to think you are a bless in my life yoongi oppa “

“aww stop this you know i have a weak heart ,i may fall for you he tried to act funny pinching your cheeks 

“i’m serious though, but how about giving it a try and talk to that girl you met lately she seemed so crazy about you ? 

yoongi made a disgusting face” it’s a bad idea you know i suck with that kind of girls she is so energetic while i’m a lazy man i think if we met it would be a disorder 

you giggled at his point of view but it ached your heart seeing him refusing the idea without give it a try , after getting to know you before you thought he moved on and you were so surprised knowing he just stick with random girls for one night for this two last years , you didn’t want to think that he still feel hurt of you ditching him before when he clearly showed you how much he was into you 

you bit into your lips and gulped not able to ask him that , you weren’t ready to lose him, he is yoongi he was all what you get when it comes to friendship concept 

“fine let’s order dinner and wait for oppa to come home so we could eat together 

“ask him to bring his girlfriend , she is so kind and she has a good taste on music 

you chuckled at what made yoongi got attracted to in a woman 

“sure “

-

the night was long and funny you had a great time for the first time after the sad accident and yoongi seemed relaxed watching you laughing hard at how taehyung was trying to imitate his friends  

“try to rest and don’t hesitate to ask your brother help if you couldn’t take care of the baby alone yoongi said ready to live your house 

“aren’t you convinced yet ! i told you i’m a great with babies you said and he giggled 

“didn’t you know when jimin will come to take her? yoongi question made you remembered what you were trying to not think about this morning and you gave him a reassuring smile 

“don’t worry i have plans …

-

jimin was sleeping when the bell kept ringing annoying him he felt sick when he raised his head up and tried to sat on his bed , his hair was a mess but he didn’t care all he needed is to go out then beat the shit out of this person coming in such an early cold morning 

he cursed the long hall way until he reached the door panicking as his eyes met yours , it’s not like you were a ghost,but what was between your arms was one for him 

“what the heck are you doing here ? jimin backed up his plan to beat someone suddenly evaporated all he wanted now is running away so his eyes never meet the creature in your arms 

you ignored his chocked reaction and stepped inside trying to be calm ,the adorable baby wasn’t sleeping though but she wasn’t doing any annoying sounds too she was quiet blinking cutely as you grinned to her before looking again and locking eyes with jimin’s chocked orbs 

“y/N ah he whispered gulping nervously ,i’m not ready to take her now so please go back i know how much i bothered you and it’s a big responsibility for you but i will pay you back 

“i don’t want or need any thing from you sunbae ! you stepped in and he stepped back sighing in relief when he saw you going towards the sofa 

the whole apartment had her scent ,you bit your lips as soon as you noticed that trying not to cry remembering Hyerin smile before she went away forever 

placing ji hye in the sofa you turned to the frozen man “her name is Ji Hye , Park ji hye you let out coming closer to him 

jimin hummed in response looking at you still coming towards him 

she is your daughter ,you sang out she needs you and you do too ,you blinked nervously before adding “i know it’s hard but it wasn’t your fault it’s a fate 

you have to believe in it sunbae , i don’t mind to raise her but you’re her daddy 

jimin gulped feeling sick of hearing all this every day 

“i’m not ready he said looking down ,please take her with you for the night and i will send someone to give her to my mother she is dying to see her any way 

“what the fuck are you saying? you cried out suddenly jumping to hit his chest so he backed up eyes grew wide “we’re talking about your baby daughter here not a fucking piece of meat , are you planning to make her alone in this age she lost her mom isn’t this already too much ,why would you be a jerk and leave her too 

jimin didn’t say a word 

“you weren’t ready is this an answer!! excuse me when do you think you will ,when she will be five months , five years or fifteen , don’t you know how much she needs love how much girls like and prefer their daddy !! why would you be suck an asshole in this time when you have to gather your shit and act like a real man !! who the heck are you?? 

you didn’t feel the tears washing your blushing cheeks ,you covered your mouth trying to recall all the shits you just threw to his face forgetting to respect him 

jimin was still silent just looking at your crying face 

but the sudden sounds of cry made you turn and run to the sofa sighing in relief as ji hye stopped crying when you hold her closer to your chest 

you bit your lips and started to hum some melody so she would feel safe and loved 

ten minutes passed and you totally forgot that jimin was there still looking at both of you cuddling in the sofa ,he didn’t dare to step towards you nor take a look he just felt confused and couldn’t stop blaming his self ,and more than that he wished you go now and leave him alone so he could relax , 

the presence of the baby made his body tensed all his muscles hurt and he felt sweat on his face not counting his heart beat 

but his tongue was rigid he couldn’t ask you to leave some how he felt relaxing knowing that his baby is safe with you , he wondered if even Hyerin would take care of her the same way but he mentally smacked his self as he thought bad about her but the image was sweet, you were so sweet hugging her to your chest and singing ,you looked prettier the halo around you was pure and innocent 

jimin gulped deciding to go grab a water bottle before losing his mind completely 

head in hands he stayed in the chair trying to think but nothing came to his mind he felt exhausted , tired and sick of blaming his self leaving his baby isn’t what he want but he couldn’t step towards her or looking at her 

the soft touch of your hand on his shoulder made him turned slightly to see you setting just next to him 

“i’m sorry you hissed nodding shyly, i didn’t mean to talk harshly but i think the last thing you need is some spiel ,it’s hard for you but you can move on 

jimin relaxed at your touch you didn’t mean it but your hand kept rubbing his back 

“ i need time y/N and i don’t know how much though, so please don’t leave me alone he let out eyes getting red before he corrected him self ,i mean the baby

“i promised Hyerin to take care of her ,it was her wish and i’m not ready to break the promise so don’t worry but what i need you to do is getting out of this depression and help me out to raise the girl 

i’m sure you were planning to raise her in the best ways right?

jimin smiled bitterly “emm i even chose a cute room for her , i made her a bank account and even i wasn’t that close to Hyerin i was ready to love my baby ,i mean it’s my baby 

you grinned eyes beaming as you heard him saying this , “actually you didn’t lost so much time you still can make it with her ,i’m sure if you take her into your lap you will feel better 

jimin eyes grew bigger he looked in the edge of crying “ give me some time please y/N 

“ i will but i’m not going to leave now,ji hye ah is sleeping and i can’t take her out in this weather 

jimin gulped you saw his Adam apple twitched as he heard your decision

“and one more thing i can’t give her to your mom “ you added “it’s hard for her in this age to get raised by different people she used to my scent and my voice i’m trying my best with her so please don’t force me to give her to any one, i know your mom wanted to see her and she is welcome to come over my place or i could take her there later but the only man i will give the baby is you and then you could do what you want 

“you really love her “ jimin said looking at your shy feature , it seemed obvious how red your cheeks were 

“ yeah i do i just see her adorable “

“you know , you really are like taehyungie he is a heart warming person and me being his best-friend is a bless no wonder you are as warm as he is 

“thank you yeah oppa is the best ever 

“and you are beautiful” he added and you looked up to meet his eyes then turned to the front no wonder your face is a tomato now 

“don’t feel shy, i really mean it you are so pretty i noticed this since we were in high school 

your eyes grew wider and you tried to swallow the new information “park jimin saw you pretty since high school !! you felt dizzy not knowing what happened to you and you tried to move and go back to the living room but jimin was blocking the way as he leaned his back to the chair so you had to look at him before turn around and leave that spot 

he looked amused by your behavior and you try to act cool don’t want to let the air coming more awkward between you 

you hurried to the opening living room and stayed close to ji hye as she slept so peacefully but jimin decided to stay in his room until you decided to go back home and for your good luck yoongi said he would pick you up you chuckled when you heard his surprised gasp when you informed him about your place

 You left without telling jimin but you know he was awake and he heard the door closed

 Yoongi started at you awkwardly when you finally got into his car knowing he is going to bombard you with question but you asked him to wait until you came home

 he bought junk food and your favorite pizza in the way home and you both rested in the living room to eat and talk until he started 

“so what brought you there?

 "I know you don’t want to, but i needed to talk to him for jihye sake oppa "

“I just hate seeing you upset its ok as long as you aren’t hurting your self

“ You smiled and shewed into your food when your phone rang it was an unknown number

 My mom want to see the baby tomorrow you  didn’t have to be genius to know it was jimin

 Yoongi peeked and he read the text

“ Great you will get ride of this soon so i can go out with you like before” yoongi said  and clapped his hand

 You ignored him feeling sick to your stomach imagining life without ji hye

  She got a name its ji hye sunbae ! Ok see you tomorrow” You replied and continued eating then both watched a filmand yoongi went back home when taehyung was home from his night shift

 You played with the baby until she slept and you did too hugging her to you feeling worried, it might be the last night hugging her like that maybe jimin finally decided to make it for his daughter and he will raise her better

 The next morning you waited for them to come to your place and you got surprised when you only see a beautiful woman standing in your door she was alone ..you smiled hugely and she warmly smiled back 

she looked so kind and so class her hair was styled perfectly and her make up was soft you admired her, then asked her to come in She couldn’t hide her excited feeling when finally you brought the baby

“ Omg omg ! She smelled like my boy!  I’m so thankful that you are taking care of her all this days”

 You grinned and tried your best to be nice you even made a cheese cake and rose berry tea for your guest But what made you surprised she never brought taking the girl topic so you felt a relief ..

-

Jimin stepped in his home as his mom asked him to come over he was sure she will talk to him about the meeting

“ Hi sweetheart”

“ What going on mom”

“ Me and your dad came up with a solution and i hope you would think about it

 "What are you talking about 

"Getting you married”

 Jimin eyes widened he still remember his dad refuse him marrying hyerin before and now he was planning to made him get married 

 "isn’t this too much mom!!” he said standing up refusing to listen to more of this

“ Don’t you want to know who would be our choice!?”

 jimin turned around looking at his mom

“ Are you serious right now? do i seem like the right man for this now??”

“ Its y/N” his mom said and jimin lips parted...

-

 Two days passed and you were going to the kitchen hair still wet from the bath you took earlier you hurried to make the milk when jimin number popped out

 “y/N we need to talk” jimin serious tongue made your heart dropped to your knees it’s time to say good bye to the adorable  baby you bit your lip and typed 

 Sure i'm home would you come over “

 Be ready for the next chapter