#Sihyun

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HANEUL X SIHYUN HADA

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Don’t Think About It (pt2)

genre🍾. friends trip au, enemies-ish (not really) to fwb to lovers? (Im going to try my hardest to piss you guys off 🫡 wish me luck)

pairings ⛸ conflicted donghyuck x oblivious reader

warnings 📢 mentions of / alcohol consumption, groping, sexual tension x100 AND smut/⚠️ Oral sex (giving, and receiving) Penetration, Building Arousal, big dick Hyuck 💪🏽😎. Use of nicknames, degrading, and praising.

Note: I spelled checked this like 3 times so if there any mistakes- take it up with my lawyer. Also there should be a part three, but I have absolutely no clue when that will be out. Haven’t even started it yet.m. I don’t know the word count because I wrote this in my notes and I don’t know how to check…

Anyways have fun!

One more thing! If you see any mistakes or spelling errors please comment so I can go in and fix it. Or if you have any suggestions don’t buy shy; lmk!! 😘

Haechan loves attention, he loves when he can see everyone’s smiling/laughing face when he makes a stupid joke or does something ridiculous.

He loves when people ask about his day, or his past. It made him feel wanted or needed.

But specifically, he loves your attention. When you two first met, you were closed off to him. Borderline avoiding him. He couldn’t exactly pin point why. You always snicker at his jokes. And if the friend group asks him a question you always looked at him, with your eyes full of curiosity. So why avoid him? Or his efforts to approach you? Why not interact with him?

That’s when he found out what else he loves… bickering. He loves when you and him got into arguments. It’s seemed to be the only way you two would really talk to each other. Your browse furrow together, and your eyes set on his. He can’t help but grin at your annoyance. But when he bickers with you he gets your attention. And that’s all he’s ever wanted.

Your attention

You.

sweaty, frustrated, tired, what else could explain this feeling?

You wake up sexually frustrated- from a wet dream actually, you couldn’t exactly get the friction you needed after your… moment with hyuck last night, instead trying to find comfort in sleep. You kept thinking of the words he said that started it all, that stupid suggestion he made was making your head run.

Was he serious?

Did he mean it for real?

Or was he just drunk enough to just say whatever he could to get into your pants…???

Would you even care if it was fake?

You would’ve been happy just to have some action after months of pathetic nights with you trying to get yourself off alone. College has been so stressful- like you expected of course, but you needed relief and Haechan against your body was oddly reliving.

However your intimate fantasy was cut short from a knock at the door of the room your staying in. Sitting up in the bed with a loud huff. You feel and uncomfortable amount of slick in your pants. And you wiggle is discomfort. You let out a yawn and stretch, your body shaking lightly in exaggeration. The person in the other side of the door taking the sound of life as a good enough response.

“Y/n, sorry to bother you, I know it’s early.. I really don’t want to bother you, but the rest of the group arrived late last night. And we are going to get food… or breakfast technically, I mean you don’t have to come but-” you hear a familiar mumbled voice at your door. Even if you didn’t recognize it. You would’ve known it was mark, as he always overly explains himself.

You slightly giggle through your tiredness. “You can come in” you explain, after checking to make sure you where fully clothed. The door opens to reveal mark still in plaid pyjama pants and a thin white T-shirt, his bag lunched over his shoulders. You look down to see slippers placed on his sockless feet. You fight the urge to cringe at his toes. You look up to see a figure push through him. It’s sihyun. She leaps onto the bed landing next to you, after successfully manoeuvring around mark. “I missed you” she says but you can’t tell if she’s talking to you or the bed. Her head currently stuffed into the mattress. “The drive up here was the worst!” She adds turning her head to look at you lazily. You smile and her expressions. Patting her head as your way of saying ‘missed you too’

Shihyun is one year younger then you but when you met her through Johnny, you two instantly got along and you can proudly say she is now your best friend.

Johnny could never 👎🏽.

You turn back to mark who is sheepishly snickering at shihyun’s state “How much time do I have to change?” You ask finally dragging yourself off the bed. Shihyun immediately rolls over and spreads out her limbs taking up the whole bed as soon as your on your feet. “10 minutes? Everyone is ready. They’re in the living room listening to haechan babble on about how we all need to drop out of college and just live together, and our only income being only fans”

You playfully roll your eyes. Laughing along with the other too. Your laughter increases when you see your best friend laughing into the mattress. ”he’s probably just trying to make Johnny laugh so he can ask him to pay for his food later” He suggest.

You giggle again turning to Shihyun again. Her eyes are closed now, too tired to hold them open anymore then back to the boy now leaning up against the door frame “Ok, I’ll be ready in five minutes tops” you joke, mark smiles and nods with a sarcastic expression. Them turns on his heels to retreat to the living room of the airbnb you all rented for the trip. Shihyun remains on your bed as you run to the bathroom and quickly clean yourself up then come back to throw on comfortable clothes. You can’t help but think about haechan, how you should go about you day around him after last night… he seemed to be even minded enough when the guys came home last night so he couldn’t have been that drunk.

But a part of you can’t help but want to avoid having to talk to him again. How would you even bring up the topic without it being awkward…? Or should you just pretend it didn’t happen?

•••

“What’s up with you?” Shihyun is now sitting up to get a better look at your expression. You turn to her pulling your crew neck down your waist. “What do you mean?” She makes a face at your responds. “I can practically hear the gears turning in your head” she jokes, finally removing herself from your bed. “I’m not the only one, you look drained and agitated” you argue, lifting your finger to circle around her eye bags. She grabs your hand and drags it down. “I got here so late last night, so tired I fell asleep on the living room floor, of course I look dead” she giggles. “Don’t change the subject, what’s going on with you?” She levels her eyes to yours.

You think for a moment. Shihyun is your best friend, you shouldn’t lie to her. But at the same time, she would absolutely flip out hearing that you and Haechan almost had sex last night. Especially since she always jokes about the sexual tension between the two of you. She also would talk about it until her tongue fell of. And considering you are about to be around Haechan all morning… you weigh your options carefully.

“Is it a boy?” She asks scanning your face for a reaction. You look at her with a sheepish smile that you tried your hardest to hide. “IT IS!” She slaps you shoulder in excitement. You wince and rubbed at the sore spot. “It’s… about hyuck-“ “HAECHA-?” She tries to confirm, slapping her hand over her mouth in disbelief, hoping she heard you right. “Would you shut up” you look over at the door that remains closed. But hear faint conversations coming from the living room. “What happened?” She whisper yells, grabbing your jaw to turn it back toward her. You swat it away like there’s a fly near you. You smile at her shocked expression still present on her face. “It’s a long story”

“We have time” she claims, getting comfortable. “No actually we definitely extended past 10 minutes” you pick up your phone and get up from the bed, ignoring shihyuns groans of annoyance. “We have negative 3 minutes” you add. Sliding on your shoes and heading for the door, hearing Shihyun follow behind you, giggling to herself. Probably imagining the worst right now.

•••

He got quiet. Really quiet. As soon as you walked into the room with Shihyun, his mind went blank, just for a moment. Of course he thought about what to say to you all night, or how to go about the rest of the trip. He definitely didn’t want to ignore it that’s for sure.

He wanted you and he wasn’t afraid to admit that to himself. Allowing him to feel every emotion you make him feel. But for some reason he’s nervous. Maybe embarrassed.

Did he move to fast?

Are you uncomfortable with him now?

Your eyes meet his almost as soon as you entered the living room, before quickly looking away to greet the rest of the group. He could see the red hue that appeared on your face. And he smiled to himself for a moment.

This did not go unnoticed, Johnny was the first to notice the change in haechans demeanour, knowing the reason behind it all. He grins to himself.

Yuta notices second. Only because he was in the mists of a conversation with him about investing in a new motor. His eye follow haechans to your frame. Renjun is the third. He notices your attitude first, the way you got nervous and looked away from the couch. Then he looks at haechan. He could practically taste the thickness in the air. Yejun, mark, and jisung are arguing about butts for some reason. To busy in the debate to notice the atmosphere. Yuta speaks First of course.

“What’s going on? Did you two finally fuck?”

You glare at him, his comment making you go red. Your quick to respond and haechan follows. “No” “sorta” “yes”

Shihyun butted in last, with a ‘as a matter of fact’ tone. Haechan looks at her then then to you and you mouth a sorry his way. His smile grew wider. “You two? Really?” Renjun laughs in disbelief. You feel like crawling into a dumpster, behind a hooters, and crying until your completely dehydrated. “We did not have sex. Y/n just feel In love with me last night.” That earned a laugh from everyone including you.

“What can I say it’s my charming personality” he adds quickly lifting the awkwardness of the situation like a pro.

Haechan was always good at that, he always knows what to say go get people to react the way he wants, in almost every situation, it’s dangerous.

“The only thing charming about you are your friends” renjun adds helping diminish the fire. haechan deadpans to Renjun who decides this conversation should happen another time with less people. Though he will take a note to talk to you about this later. Everyone laughs at haechans reaction to Renjun’s joke.

“Daaaang, me personally dude, I wouldn’t take that” yuta sucks air through is teeth as if something was stinging him. “your such and instigator. Shihyun sticks her tongue towards Yuta, who returns the act with ease. “Let’s go we’re gonna be late.” You add nudging Shihyun to stop being childish. She whines and grabs at her arm in ‘pain’

“YOU HAVE TWO LEGS!! SO YOU HAVE TWO BUTTS” everyone looks over at jisung who suddenly got up to yell at yejun, who is only arguing to get a reaction out if him. Everyone looks over as he realizes how quiet it was then sits back down quickly in embarrassment, covering his face with his hands. Everyone burst out into laughter clearing the air. Some even landed on the floor, out of breath.

•••

When you arrived at the ‘dream cafe’. You all order in pairs of two, before sitting down, connecting a booth and a table to make enough room for all of you. “Okay, here’s the plan for the trip.” Johnny begins pacing his pastry down along with his lemonade. “At 1:45 we are going to winter wonderland. Me and mark got the ice skating rink for like an hour. Then we can do the other rides and what not..” he pauses to ensure understanding and the group nods in unison. “Then we will get back to the lodge by around 5:10, we could go out to eat or barbecue-“ “BARBECUE” most of the group interrupts.

“Ok, then we can stay up all night and drink, jaemin, jeno, chaewon, Taeyong and Kai are probably coming over as well. Maybe a party?” He finishes his plan slash question with a bite to his strawberry crape, almost spitting it out because it’s to hot. “Sounds good to me” Renjun voices and we all verbally agree.

Should’ve mentioned this earlier but that whole time, haechan was staring into your soul, reading your expressions and watching you struggle to act like you don’t notice him. Your eyes shift to his every so often. Wtf is wrong with this idiot, he is so obvious. You feel your phone buzz in your pocket. You look at haechan who’s making a face. Your eyes remain on him as you pull out your phone. Everyone continues to go over plans for the rest of the week, while you look down to read his text.

|| Michael Donghyuck -

Are we not going to talk about last night or…?

Your roll your eyes in disbelief. You look back up at him. He’s now looking between him and his phone urging you to hurry up and respond.

||You-

yeah hyuck, let’s talk about us making out in front of the whole group?!

|| Michael Donghyuck-

We need to pick up groceries for the bbq right? Talk then?

|| you-

yeah that works…

|| Michael Donghyuck-

don’t leave me this time yeah?

Read

You don’t look at him again. But out the corner of your eye, you can see he’s still watching, looking for any sign of disgust or discomfort about the topic of you two sleeping together. However your eyes land on Renjun’s who’s eyeing you like a hawk. You give him a questioning look.

“Y/n, come grab the rest of the food and drinks with me” he doesn’t even give you time to answer, he stands up urging you to follow, so you do.

“You wanna update me on what’s going on?” Renjun asks almost immediately.

Renjun is also your friend.. obviously, why else would he be here.

He always gives good advice and is always there when you just want to vent. Same goes for the other way around. You are a good listener, and he doesn’t exactly trust the other idiots with his problems. So without much thought you decide it would be best to tell him the truth.

The whole truth

Half the truth

Some of the truth

“Me and haechan made out…. He was drunk, and I was getting there. We almost went further but mark and Johnny got back”

He nods with a slight ’holy shit’ look to his face. You two wait at the pick up area for all the orders. Renjun leans up against the counter and rests his head on his palm. “Did they catch you?” “No, but Johnny suspects” you answer looking over at Johnny from the other side of the cafe. Then seeing donghyuck talkin- teasing* Jisung for spilling a sugar pack all over himself. “And when you said ‘almost’ to mean you would still sleep with him now?” You shrug, avoiding his piercing eyes.

“Did it mean anything?”

Wow renjun! Get straight to the point. Could’ve at least tried to beat around the bush for more then a second. The worker that took your orders placed down a couple orders, including your iced drink. You pick it up and drank some, while waiting for the others.

“What do you mean?” “I mean do you like him y/n, you and hyuck are friends right? Don’t you think this will ruin things between you two?” You think again. Trying to use your beverage as a means to not answers these direct questions.

You open them close your mouth a couple times. “Y/n, do you like him?” You almost spit out the liquid in your mouth. Some spilling from your lips as you rush to find napkins and clean it up.

“What’s with all the questions renjun, I didn’t even answer one of the others yet-“ “yes you did.. with your eyes” he points at his own for exaggeration. You look over at the barista who’s now walking away with an judgmental look on his face.

“I don’t want him to hurt you, and I don’t want you to hurt him, not saying either if you are bad people, just don’t wanna ruin a friendship. You know?” he explains. “Look, if your just looking for sex, maybe you should wait till tonight and find some guy” renjun puts all the drinks, including yours into a holder and you grab the food. Beginning to walk back towards the table. “I’m sure it won’t be hard to find a man willing to fuck you-“ “who says I was just looking for sex?” you ask in a not so joking tone. He stops halfway. “ wait so- huh? Y/n-“ “I don’t know what I’m looking for, I’m kinda trying to figure that out” you defend. “So then maybe.. don’t do anything with heachan until you do figure it out” you think for a second and nod in agreement and he smiles.

•••

“Jisung could you pass me some surgar please?” Yejun asks, obviously teasing. He glares at her. “On second thought, i think id be better you don’t touch them again” she adds. Earning a giggle from you and the others. Haechan’s eyes look for your laugh almost immediately bring him back from his thoughts.

“Do you wanna die?” Jisung asks- threatens* and you laugh again. This time he joins you. “What are you ganna do? Spill the poison pack too?” “Hyung knocked into me! It just happened to be open-“ “but why were you holding it above you head?” She asks. Only to remind him that he was trying to eat straight sugar. “How could you guys let her tease me like this?! The food was taking for ever and I’m a growing boy!”

“Jisung you had to crouch to get into the cafe… and you are completely cramped in your seat… you literally can not grow anymore” “yeah well how would you now? Huh?” He pouts, Crossing his arms and leaning back into the booth. You lean back with him mimicking his posture and pat his shoulder. “Yejun, should we remind you of the flour incident?”

She gasps and placed her hand to her chest in disbelief. “Y/n! Your supposed to be on my side!” “Well she’s not, she likes me more-“

“You two are literal children” rolling your eyes with a smile. “You aren’t much different y/n” you turn to Yuta, Reacting almost the same as yejun. “You and him bicker the exact same way” he says gesturing towards Haechan.

“That is not true, I don’t bicker! especially not with idiots” it was haechans turn take the offended pose. “Your so cruel y/n! How could you say that to me!?”

“Guys the nearest market is like 10 minutes away. Walking” you all turn to Shihyun, who you didn’t realizes was looking for shopping places with mark. She looks up from her phone to make sure someone heard her. Seeing as everyone is paying attention she continues. “There’s a liquor store like 15 to 20 minutes away, walking. If we are having a party we need plenty of food, and drinks” you nod in agreement, Looking over to heachan. He’s already looking at you.

Of fucking course.

“We should all send $30 to the barbecue team and $30 to the alcohol runners, that way we are all spending $60, that should add up to more then enough. Then the rest of us can prepare the Airbnb for more people.” “Sounds good. Me and y/n will go to the market.” Haechan declares almost immediately. Earning some side eyes and a couple smiles. “Bet. Then me and yuta will get the drinks! I’ll text some friends about the party but no posting on social media. Close friends only” yejun adds. “Why only close friends?” Jisung asks. Kind of annoyed she didn’t want him to run and get drinks with her.

Yejun rolls her eyes jokingly. “You want a bunch of random people at the Airbnb we all have to pay for?” “Oh right” “yeah” she giggles at his reaction.

“Ok so we should go shopping now, meet up at the lodge the we will all ride to ‘winter wonderland’ together?” Everyone agrees.

“Alright send a list and cash apps in the group chat.”

•••

That’s how you ended up here. Walking back from the market, in the cold, arm to arm with Haechan.

In silence.

Awkward silence.

He holds three full bags of groceries and you hold one Because he snatched one from you, refusing to allow you to hold both. You were confused because that’s the only interaction to had the whole shopping trip. The rest was silent. Now walking back, your head is a ticking time bomb right now, because if he doesn’t say anything in the next couple minutes your going to throw yourself off the small bridge You two are currently walking across.

Maybe he is trying the nicest way to explain that he was just drunk and that you should forget about it. Or to say he’s changed his mind. Or to ask you out. A part of you, that you will never allow to make an appearance, wants it to be the last option. Because the was he was looking at you in the cafe-

“Y/n?”

Was that a question? You turn to haechan who’s looking down at you in confusion. You slow your steps and he follows. “Yeah?” A confused, curious look covering your face. He smiles. Taking in your features.

Pretty

“Did you hear me?” He asks, matching your expression. “No?” You stop walking completely. He takes a couple more steps before realizing your actions and follows once more. Turning to you completely. He watches Watching you look up at him. Your lips pouting in confusion while your eyebrows furrowed. He watched you for a moment. He wanted to kiss you. He knows he definitely wants to kiss you.

did he say something about last night? And you weren’t listening? Too busy thinking about… HIM!? You fucking idiot.

“Are you cold?“ he repeats

Oh-

“No, yes- well it is cold outside.. So I mean I guess” he chuckles watching you find yourself again. “You want my jacket?”

“What? No”

Yes the fuck you did, but not because it was cold, because it was his.

He looks offended “what!? Why not? What’s wrong with my jacket!?”

“It’s cold hyuck, your wearing a t-shirt under that…. Why would you want to give me your jacket?”

He pouts. “Have you ever been in a relationship? Or watched a k-drama?” You stare at him blankly, not bothering to answer he stupid question. “Thats what they do”

“They?” You ask

“They” he repeats

you continue staring. “That’s what people in a relationship do y/n” “relationship?” You smile as he instantly regrets his choice of words. Readying yourself to tease him. “Situationship” he corrects himself. “Oh, is that what this is?” You ask, pointing between the two of you. With a grin on your face. Usually it’s you that flustered.

“Is that what you want?” He grabs your the hand you had between the two of you. He’s grinning now, stepping closer, and making you flushed.

That came out of no where.

You look at him, Distressed. You open your mouth to answer. But closed it again when the words clog up in your throat. You see his expression change instantly. “Did you- did you want to forget about last night?“ he asks, wondering if he’s been reading your signs wrong. He lets go if your hand a slightly backs away.

“Why would I want that?”

“Why do you always answer my questions with a question?” His voice came out slightly irritating.

You roll you eyes. “I don’t want to forget- you know-” he waits, definitely wanting to hear you say it. “I mean, I’ve been stressed, and I need relief… so I guess I still want to.. you know-“

“-Hm?” He needs to hear it.

“Have sex”

A smile reappears on his face like magic. Haechan never reads the signs wrong. He’ll never doubt himself a again. Stepping forward once again And lowers his head a bit. “Just friends helping each other out?”

No

No

that’s not all you want.

“Yeah”

You make me mad…. You dumb bitch.

You can’t read the expression that takes over his face when that left your lips, but then it disappears and a smile replaces it. “So you do want to continue what we started last night?” He wraps his other arm around your waist. “Now!?” He rolls his eyes. “Cute” Placing a quick kiss to your lips. Your eyes Widen. Not even giving you the chance to reciprocate, He turns on his heal to continue walking.

That only leaving you more confused.

“Wait, are you flirting with me?”

“have been for the last year, but thanks for noticing” he answers with his back to you.

…

The rest of the walk was filled with random conversations and comments, Heachan obviously wanted to make earlier but was too scared. He really was trying to make things less awkward. And you were trying to find the best way to tell him that you don’t want this to be ‘just two friends helping each other out’ but on the other hand, he is the one who said it. maybe that’s what he wants.

•••

When you both made it back to the Airbnb it was 12:00. The lodge was cleaned (for the most part) drinks and snacks, that the group had already had laying around were spread out around the ‘party’ areas. You set the snacks you two bought along with them, then put the juices that will be used to mix with the alcohol and the bbq meat in the fridge. Almost everyone was out by the pool, making sure the heater was working. Johnny ended having to call the owner of the place to figure out how to turn it on. And the rest was getting ready for ‘winter wonderland’. While you were in the kitchen, adding the seasoning to the meat so it could marinate while you were gone.

“Are you not going to get dressed? We need to be ready by 1:30“ you turn around to see heachan. He was wearing wide leg jeans and a black and brown stripped hoodie. His hair is naturally swayed to the sides and he’s leaning up against the door frame, studying your face. “I just finished washing my hands” you answer before turning back around to avoid the face he makes confused as to why your staring at him, for so long. He smirks in realization.

You turn the faucet off and dry your hands. When you finally turn around to give him your full attention, you lightly jump to see how much closer he’s gotten. “I know we just talked about this, but I have some more questions about our agreement” he bends down a bit. You peek over his shoulder to see if anyone has stumble into the kitchen. “Here? Now?”

“Mhm” he gnaws on his bottom lip, moving his head in front of yours so you’ll look at him. His eyes flicker between your eyes and your mouth. A picture you feel as if you’ve seen too many time before. “Ok… What is it?” You look away, trying your best to sound nonchalant. “If we fuck, we have to promise to remain honest with each other” you turn to him with an expression that he can’t help but laugh at. “What does that mean?”

“I mean, if you happen to catch feelings for me, you have to tell me, deal?”

What if you already did?

“And if I catch feelings for you, I’ll tell you. That way we can end it”

End it?

“We both need this right? I mean I trust you, and I’m assuming you trust me.. right?” You nod in agreement. “So deal?” You think for a moment. He leans forward, placing his hands in the counter behind you, caging you in.

“So like friends with benefits?”

“Let’s not call it that” he slightly shakes his head.

“Why not?”

“You really never watch tv shows do you?”

You roll your eyes again

“This isn’t a tv show” you argue. “feels like one”

“Ok… whatever. No feelings” you agree grabbing his hand from the counter behind you to shake it. He laughs at your seriousness. Though he wanted to correct you. He never said no feelings. But something in him wouldn’t let the words leave his mouth.

“but that might be pretty hard considering your already madly in love with me” you joke, hopefully hiding the thoughts that are playing In Your head. You get fidgety, feeling as if he could read your mind.

He laughs- scoffs* with his tongue poking the inside of his cheek. “Real funny” you laugh at his response.

You two stare at each other for a moment. Sharing a minute of silence.

“So… why do you want to have a friends with benefits relationship…. With…. Me?” You ask. Curious eyes now following his when he tries to look away.

“I thought we weren’t calling it that.”

“What are we calling it then?”

“Two friends helping each other out”

“Hm…ok fair… Are you not going to answer my question?”

“I’m a 22 year old guy in college y/n, I’m horny 24/7, and your a women. It just works out” he shrugs off your question and ignores your piercing eyes.

Your smile drops to deadpan at him. Unhappy with his answer “There will be other ‘women’ at the party tonight, so why me?” You push.

“Does it matter?” He argues, looking between your eyes.

“It does now” you argue back, crossing your arms dramatically.

So stubborn, you both thought at the same time.

“Y/n” you turn to the entry way of the kitchen to see Yuta and Yejun at the door, holding bags of liquor and beer and what not. “Pop open the fridge for me please” She continues, ignoring your position with Haechan, and the fact that he was so close to you just now. Not Yuta though, he watching the two of you like a hawk. He looks at you then to haechan then giggles to himself.

Haechan watches You run to open the fridge, helping her make room for the beer bottles. Yuta places the others on the counter. “You guys are so obvious. Your telling me you two haven’t fuck yet?” Yuta asks his irritated friend, who hasn’t moved from his spot against the counter. He looks over at you, laughing at yejun’s jokes while talking about plans for later tonight. He then turns back to yuta.

“Im trying to”

Yuta nods in understanding. He grabs one of the whiteclaws from a pack of 12. “What’s stopping you? You can’t turn her on like I can huh?” He smiles, pleased with he joke. Haechan elbows him in the rib earning a high pitch yelp. “Your really funny yuta, I’m sure everytime you enter the room she’s as dry as a bone. I wouldn’t blame her either, especially when your drinking a fucking whiteclaw.” Yuta looks between the man and his drink, offended.

It’s haechan’s turn to be pleased with his comment. He leaves yuta standing in pain, physically and emotionally, to walk towards your figure. Yuta mutters an ‘asshole’ as he watches him drag you out of the kitchen, leaving yuta to help yejun with the drinks

•••

You flinch at the sudden contact and the fact that your being man handled down the hallway and into the room the girls and you will be sleeping in. “Your not planing on doing this now are you?” You ask turning around to see haechan closing your bedroom door behind him. “I have to get ready-“ “I can’t wait anymore” he interrupts.

He slowly begins walking towards you. “We are going to be at that stupid amusement park until five and I don’t think I have it in me to wait that long” he continues. Haechan wraps his arms around your waist pulling you as close to him as possible. “I wanna taste you” blush instantly crawling up you face at his blunt comment. you quickly place your hands over his chest and push slightly. He groans in annoyance. “You don’t have to say it like that, it embarrassing” you look out the window to avoid the smile that creeps onto his lips.

“Am I making you nervous?” He asks, stepping closer again. “No your making it weird” “how so?” “I don’t know…” you think for a moment, trying to find the right words. His hands find your waist once again. And he dips his head down to connect your lips to his. Not caring for your explanation. “You have no idea what you do to me y/n” he mumbles between kisses. You lean into his touch. Wrapping your arms around him. “-no idea what I had to do last night to get myself off” his lips travel down your lips to your jaw. You hum in Acknowledgement, letting him know your listening. “Wanted you under me” he adds. You whimper. Mostly because he found the spot in the crook of your neck that makes you go crazy, but also because his words are truly effecting you. “You left me- ‘s unfair” he trails off. You don’t think he’s really thinking about his words much anymore, Being driven solely by the desire to feel you against him.

You move your hands from around his shoulders to lift up his chin. Pulling him away from your neck. “I’m sorry” you respond playfully, with a smile. Holding back a laugh. He sounds so desperate.

“Let me make it up to you?” You suggest and he eyes you carefully, his curiosity urging you to continue. You keep eye contact with him, when he feels your hands undoing his belt. You push him towards the end of the bed, sitting him down. He curses under his breath seeing you slowing fall to your knees. He hands move from your waist to your face. Gently holding your cheeks. “You’re making me crazy” he informs

“I’m making you hard” correcting him, you slightly pull down his jeans down just enough to to see a clear outline of his bulge through his boxers. “Same thing” he mumbles.

he’s watching you- looking at you like your an angel, coming to answer all of his prayers. You stare at his bulge for a second. He’s big, bigger then you thought when you felt him the day before. He’s not even fully hard yet. He gets impatient (as usual) and pulls his boxers down to the same length of his pants. And he watched you eye his cock, as it lifts up after being freed from confinement. Looked like You were Worshiping it.

Sexy

He moves his arms behind his head, to pull his hoodie over his head, tossing it on the bed behind him. Not wanting the fabric to get in the way. Revealing his slightly toned stomach.

He could see thoughts racing through your mind. Staring at him, Basically drooling. “You could just compliment me you know?” He say confidently. “And raise your ego higher then it already is? No way” your words barely at a whisper. “That’s ok princess, I can see it in your face” you give him a look, the nickname stirring something in you lower stomach. You then bring your hand around the base of his cock. He lets out a small groan, Basking in the sensation of finally feeling you.

Watching him throw his head back at such a simple touch is making your underwear wet, you squeeze your thighs together, doing your best to ignore the aching between them. Slowly your fist begins to slide up and down his length. Your other hand holding onto his thigh. “Tell me what to do to make you cum” you’re talking to him but your eyes remain fixed on his member. You haven’t done this kind of thing much before so you wanna make sure you do a good job. “Just keep touching me please” he’s slightly embarrassed at how whiny he sounds. he lifts your head to look at him. “And look at me” you nod, keeping your eyes trained on him.

Your hands feel so good jerking him off. He’s not gonna lie, it’s been some time since he’s been with a girl. Not like he couldn’t if he wanted to, it’s just that Finals are really hectic and he can’t ever find time for himself. So, he’s pretty sensitive right now. At least- that’s his excuse. It’s definitely not because it’s YOU that’s touching him.

He’s pulled out of his thought when he feels your wet lips against his tip. His hips jerk forward at the feeling and he accidentally slides further into your mouth. He almost came right there. “Shit, I’m sorry” you try to mumble an ‘it’s ok’ but fail miserably. Only sending vibrations up his dick. “Fuck y/n”

You slowly take him in your mouth. Trying to relax your jaw. Hearing his breath hitch is motivating you to make him feel ten times better. You take him as far as you can, until you feel him at the back if your throat. The feeling making your eyes slightly roll back. The sudden act causing haechan to grip your hair. He’s not tugging, just holding for balance. You begin moving up and down his cock. Wrapping your tongue around him.

God he wanted to fuck your face and cum down your throat. Your hand pumping the base you couldn’t get in your mouth and try your best to keep your eyes open and on him. But he’s not looking at you- he can’t. He’ll cum. His head instead falls back in pleasure. You continue to bob your head. slightly speeding up over time. “That’s good baby, keep doing that”

closing your eyes, trying to focusing on not gagging around him as you take even more of him. “Shit shit shit!” He pushing you further onto him, causing you to gag once around him and he twitches in your mouth. You feel hot streams glide down your throat, as he comes down from his orgasm.

His hips are jerking into you, and you take it, take all of him. Swallowing everything he gives you. You continue milking him dry making him hum but halfway through it turns into a moan. Some of his cum dripping down the corners of your lips, and you slowly slip him out of your mouth, keeping eye contact. you eyes look so innocent even though he’s watching your Saliva and his juices mix around your lips. The scene so unholy, He could cum again. “God- Your so messy baby… so pretty” hands brushing hair out if your face.

you hum at his compliments. He then moves his hands to use his thumbs to wipe your pretty mouth clean. Bringing you back to your feet and into his lips. “So fucking pretty” he repeats. you climb into the bed and straddle him, being carful not to touch his sensitive cock. You smile against his lips. “What?” He asks confused at your sudden giggles “you came really hard” you playfully inform.

“It’s been a while” he rolls his eyes, connecting your lips once again. He picks you up by your thighs and turns both of you over. His fingers digging into your soft skin. You yelp softly and his strength. He promises himself he’ll kiss any marks he leaves on you later. Your back now pressed against the pillows on the bed. “It’s my turn to make you cum hard, yeah?” His hand slides under your hoodie and grab at yous tits from over your bra. You whimper at his sudden behaviour. “Gonna make you cum s’hard” his hand garbing at the back of your thigh to open your legs. then sliding it under the waistband of your bottoms. His palm feeling up against your core through your panties. “Wow” his voice came out as a gasp. He looks down for a moment then back up at you. You look away quickly and your fell your face get hot.

“You must really like me huh? Your soaked” His lips find your neck. Two fingers circle the fabric above your clit, slowly, making you whine. He’s teasing and your on the verge of breaking. You move one hand from his shoulders to grab his wrist “Hyuck-“

“behave.” His voice suddenly more husky and low. You look at him surprised, but move your hand to place it back on his shoulder. “Stay still” you huff and his command. “Could you not be a menace for once?” You complain. Then close your thighs around his hand. “Can’t help it, your fun to mess with.” He slides his hand out if your pants then leans in for a quick kiss. “Wanna hear you begging for me… can you do that for me angel?” you exhale at his words. You nod, “good…. Open” you are ready to open you legs for him so he can pull your sweats off, but stop almost immediately.

“Ya! Are you guys ready to go? We gatta leave in ten minutes!” You hear mark yell from what you assume is the kitchen.

“Fuck” you whine

“Fuck” he groans

He leans he’s forehead against yours for a moment then giving you another quick peck on the lips before turning his head towards the door.

“One sec!” He yells back. You flinch at his voices, forgetting your right under him. He turns back to you and laughs “sorry” you giggle at his Sudden mood change “it’s ok”

“I can be quick?” He offers “it’s ok we don’t have time” you sit up but he pushes your middle back into the bed. “You haven’t cum yet- Can’t leave you hanging” he argues.

you let out another laugh “I left you hanging yesterday- now where even. We have ten minutes and m’not even dresses yet” you add sitting up once more and he rolls over next to you in defeat. Haechan watches you get up form the bed and towards the bathroom after grabing a bad from your suitcase. He smiles at it, laughing at the fact you still haven’t unpack your things.

…

He adjust himself and his clothes back to normal and sits on The bed waiting for you to return from the bathroom. Ready to smother you in apologies and promises to make it up to you later.

Then he hears a knock at the door. It opens before he could answer. He was about to complain to the person about coming in without a response- but then he sees Shihyun at the entrance.

This Is her room after all.

She enters the room looking up from her phone, surprised to see haechan on the bed she will probably be sleeping on tonight. she makes and face. “If you two fucked on this bed you better tell me now so I can change the shee-“ “-we did not” he rolls his eyes and she nods in approval and continues to the bed and takes a seat. “What the hell are you doing?” He asks, confused as to why she’s in here when they are going to be leaving soon.

She puts her phone down and turns to him in the most dramatic way. “ME? First of all! This is MY room! So I should be asking YOU that question, second, only you responded when mark called for you three, so I came to check up on y/n, Johnny told me you two were probably getting it on in here, and to leave you be, but I needed my charger anyway, and that’s the third point.” She finally takes a breathe before bending down under the nightstand to unplug her phone charger. “Three?” He asked “who else isn’t ready?”

She turns to him. “Renjun is in the room across the hall trying to figure out how to get the projector to work, just in case we decide if a movie night. Ya know?”

He nods. “I can’t watch movies with you, you always fall asleep and snore-“ he teases, she scoffs “I wouldn’t be sleeping if you didn’t always pick boring movies” she retaliated. “You always play stupid cheesy k-dramas when I’m in the mood for horror”

“You just don’t have taste” he argues “in movies and in men” he adds.

you come out if the bathroom, dressed and ready to go, only to walk in on Shihyun and haechan on opposite side of the room with pillows flying across your face. “You asshole!” “Skank!” Some kind of pillow fight.

You roll your eyes and walk out of the room with your phone. They follow after you. But only after hearing a smack, then haechan yelp, then Shihyun giggle. You snort as you continue to the living room to join the others.

•••

“Okay, we have two cars, so how about the girls take one car, and the boys take the other? Renjun and Shihyun drove up here so maybe they shouldn’t have to drive for the rest of the trip” mark suggest. Renjun nodding his head to him as a thank you. “Why are we splitting up gender!? I wanna hang out with the girls! I trust Noona’s driving more then Johnny’s” Jisung complained holding onto your arm dramatically. “That’s ok Jisung you count as one of the girls anyway.” You joke. The whole group all snickered at his expression. He rips away from you. “I change my mind”

“No poor baby gurl! Don’t leave us hanging!” You continue, earning more laughs “Noona how could you treat me like this?” “I wanna be a ‘baby gurl’ too!” Yuta demands latching into your arm replacing Jisung. Renjun rolls his eyes and gets into the bigger car, joining Johnny who’s looking up the directions in the drivers seat. “Too bad! I’m already her baby gurl!” Jisung drags yuta off if you and take his place one more. “Wow” you roll your eyes. “I kinda wanna go with you guys too” mark announces. Looking to yejun who smiles and nods in agreement “What!? Then so do I” haechan adds. He grabs ahold of your hand, Looking right at you. His eyes look innocent, completely different then a couple moments ago. “How about we just see who fits?” You suggest.

“If Jisung is coming, there’s only one more place in the smaller car.” Yejun informs. “But just to help you guys out, Shihyun is driving which means, she gets the aux.” she adds. “Oh-“ yuta mutters. “You know what, I think I’ll just go with Johnny” he slides into the big car to join the two boys already in there. “Yeah you know what, I didn’t bring headphones and I don’t want have to listen to promiscuous by Nelly furtado featuring timbaland one more time.” Mark agrees and follows yuta.

“Shihyuns not driving? You are, and thought we were sharing the aux” you correct, sending a confused look her way. She winks. “I know” then giggles to herself. “But mark will just play ‘hold tight’ by Justin bieber. And yuta would distract me by criticizing my driving.” You laugh and Jisung and haechan join you. Jisung hops in the front next to yejun. Shihyun is already fast asleep in the backseat.

“Wonder what she would’ve said about me if I decided not to go” heachan thinks aloud. You ponder for a moment and snort. “‘Hyuck would just listen to Michael Jackson the whole time’” you mimic yejuns voice. “See that’s true but she wouldn’t call me hyuck, she would say donghyuck” he retaliates but your already climbing into the back seat of the car. He follows you. Only to find that you waking Shihyun move to the middle.

Did that upset him?

Yes No

•••

While driving you look out the window looking at all the things Shihyun points out, making sure she knows your paying attention so she doesn’t throw a tantrum, but haechan on the other side of her seems quiet. Too quiet. When she finally falls back asleep you look over to see her leaning up against haechans shoulder. He doesn’t seem to mind though, he’s looking out the window lost in thought. you smile to yourself before looking about out your own.

Haechan is so sweet in his own little way. You wonder if he enjoyed what had happened earlier. He seemed to. So did you, even if you didn’t actually get that far, your sure he know what he’s doing. I mean come on… he was able to Find your clit- through your underwear. You body tingles in the places he’s touched you. Chills run down your spine at the thought of him going further with you.

God you wanted to feel him inside you.

You wanted him to hold you. This feeling is so foreign, you and Haechan where friends who would bicker about every single thing. Also arguing or play fighting. You never really thought about how close you two are. Or the fact that you two know so much about each other. It never crossed your mind that your relationship with him wasn’t hate.

You blink twice when your phone buzzes in your pocket. You lift yourself of your seat, to quickly grab it from under you. You open your notifications.

|| JenO -

Heard you and hyuck got together?

You look up to look and see if anyones eyes where on you. Yenjun and Jisung were taking quietly up front, too quiet. But that’s not what your worrying about right now. You look over at Shihyun who is still fast alseep on haechans shoulders. But haechan is no longer looking out the window. No now he’s looking at you. The concern on your face rubbing into his. He mouths ‘you ok?’ And you nod with a tight smile before turning back to your phone. He couldn’t see your screen anyway.

JenO

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|| you-

Where did you hear something like that?

|| JenO -

Oh come on y/n, I can tell youre hiding something even through text.

Read

|| JenO -

fine, Shihyun mentioned something about you two

|| you -

Ofc she did

|| JenO -

Relax y/nie

|| JenO -

Not planing on telling anyone, just want to know if my close friend finally got laid.

|| you -

What’s finally supposed to mean huh? 😡

|| JenO -

Was it good?

Read

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You sigh and rest your head on the head rest on the back of your seat. Thinking. Not if it was good. But if you should tell him. You trust Jeno like you trust renjun. Maybe a third opinion might do you well.

JenO

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|| you -

It was good

|| JenO -

Sick, so what is it? Like fwb? Or just a hook up?

|| you -

It’s not friends with benefits…

|| JenO -

So a hookup?

|| you -

I don’t really know

|| JenO -

You fucking idiot, 😂 come on y/n what do you mean you don’t now?

|| JenO - typing

|| you -

Shut up Asshole. I’m figuring it out! You have no right to talk especially since I know about what’s happening between you an Shihyun!

|| JenO -

Shut up asshole. That’s fair I guess. 💀 We’ll be there in like an hour. And you guys get back around 5? I’ll see you then.

^ you laughed JenO’s message

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You turn your phone off and try your best to fall asleep. You feel Shihyun’s weight shift and now she’s leaning her head on your shoulder. You smile at her and lay your head on hers.

•••

“Noona” you open your eyes to Jisung, standing out the car door in front of you. He’s reaching over your frame, which is really small compared to his. “Hm?” You question through you sleepiness.

The ride back was quiet. Iceskating and the rides definitely tired you out. Especially the ones that went too high off the ground, making you light headed- So did the bickering between Jisung and yejun, Which seemed so different from the tone they had with eachother on the ride there, they were talking calm and nice to each other but as soon as they were out of the car, they began arguing over who could get on the most rides. Later on, Mark decided to bring up the 2 butts debate again over lunch and landed you here. In the back seat, drained.

“Can you lift your arm?” Jisung asks, his voice at almost a whisper. You lift both arms waiting for his explanation. You then hear you seatbelt click. You look out the car windows to see you made it back to lodge already. You look next to your car to the right and see two others. Probably Johnny’s and the rest of the group. When the seatbelt is off of you, you turn to see shihyuns head back on Haechans shoulder, both of them also fast asleep. “Noona, are you too tired to walk? Do you want me to carry you inside?” You look over at the boy who’s putting your shoes back on your feet for you.

“Huh? No, I’m ok. But maybe carry hyunie in? She’s pretty tired.” He nods “she’s also snoring” he adds. you bite back a laugh and so does he. Jisung backs up to give you space to slip out to the car. You walk around and open haechans side of the door. His body was leaning up against the door when you opened it. He would’ve fell out if the car if it wasn’t for the seatbelt that’s around him. He jolted out of his slumber at the sudden feeling of falling. Then his eyes find your playful ones. You try holding back your laugh but fail.

Jisung walks around the car and into the house with Shihyun in his arms. When you turn back to the boy in front of you is out of the car ready to pounce. “You’ll regret that” “hm really?” You ask sarcastically. And he pokes the side of his check. “Yeah really” a smile creeps onto his lips. It’s not dark out yet but it is dimmer then Usual. The sky clear of clouds and still. No wind, or rain, just cold air. You don’t realize but he was watching you intently, as if trying to read your mind.

Is she upset?

She probably unsatisfied

You fucking asshole

You share a moment of silence. It was Awkward but it wasn’t the worst thing in the world, you felt comfortable. You wonder if he’s comfortable too. You look at him through the corner of your eye. He’s leaning up against the car, looking in your direction.

Well that made you nervous.

Your mind drifts back to his words

‘So fucking pretty’

‘Wanna hear you begging for me, can you do that for me angel?’

You shift on your feet at the thought of him talking to you like that. You pinch yourself in the arm when your mind starts to wonder how it would be like to date him. Now that you two aren’t alway bickering- you finally see the way looks at you. You pinch yourself again to remind yourself that this is purely pleasure- sexual pleasure. The act doesn’t go unnoticed by the boy in front of you.

“You ok?” You turn back to him quickly, when you hear his voice, a lot closer then you thought he would be. “Yeah? Why?” You look him up and down. His hands are stuffed into his pocket. His hair still swayed to the sides, some thin strands falling into his face.

“You seemed upset in the car…” you’re about to tell him it’s nothing but he continues “if it’s about me leaving you hanging earlier, I told you I wou-“

“Nonononono no! That’s not what happened” you cut him off. “Jeno just texted me, and I was surprised, that’s all” “hm” he nodded his head, but he wasn’t convinced, and for some reason the topic of you and Jeno, stirred something in him, especially since you didn’t clarify what he texted you.

“Well, they got here 2 hours ago. They texted the group chat about grabbing more stuff for the party” he informs pulling out his phone to see the texts from jeno and jaemin. He watches you read the text. He can’t help but hope you would show you text with jeno ti him.

“More stuff? What else do we need?” You ask, mostly to yourself. He watches your eyebrows pinched together, and is mind found it’s way back to when he had you in the bed. He can’t focus now, his mind full of… you.

He begins to mindlessly trail off.

“Well taeyong wants to have a movie night, so their probably getting more snacks and we also need ice.” As he’s Explaining his hand comes up to softly rub your shoulder. You look at him and you can see that his mind is elsewhere. His eyes aren’t focused on anything in particular and his sentences are trailing off. “Hyuck, Are you tired?” You ask him in the softest voice he’s ever heard from you.

“Hm?… no” his mind begins to slow down when he hears you call his name. “You seem tired” you push. He slides his hands down your shoulders then hold your hands.

He’s lost again, looking at your hands connecting between your bodies “Hyuck?” He interlocks your fingers with his.

“Yes?” He looks at you in the eyes now. “Are You ok?”

“Mhm, Just thinking”

That was the most irritating answer he could have given you. “Don’t, don’t think, okay? Do you wanna lay down?” He stares at you for a moment. “Nah I’m good, parties gonna start soon-“

“Fuck the party, you look like you’re about to pounce on me but for real” you laugh but it doesn’t reach your eyes. They are filled with worry. “You need to lay down”

“I’ll lay down if you lay with me?”

It was supposed to be a demand but it came out as a question. “Ok I can do that” you nod slowly with a smile. His heart aches at the sight of you holding his hand, pulling him inside. Where you see Chaewon and Kai are leaned up against the kitchen counter. When Chaewon sees you too she squeals in excitement. “Haechan! Hiii” she goes it to hug him, he barley hugs back. His eyes only fixated on your hands. She waves it off, assuming he’s tired. Which is true. “Y/n! Hey baby!!” She say in a flirty way. You snort and hug her with your free arm. She definitely notices that yours and heachans hands are connected but chooses to ignore it. You wonder why. “Long day huh?” You nod then turn to Kai who’s drinking a bottle of beer. “You guys started drinking?”

“Yeah?! Pregaming! Barbecues are the best when your drunk, especially the movie!!” You laugh when she grabs he whiteclaw from the counter.

Drunk my ass. How much alcohol is in there .0001%?

You laugh. You were ready to greet Kai, when you feel haechan begin to pull you away from the kitchen. Without an argument you wave them a goodbye and follow haechan down the hallway opposite from your room. “Hyuck? Are we going to your room?” “Mhm”

He practically kicks he door open. You finally let go of his hand to take in the structure of the room he’s staying in. “Lay down” you turn around to see him undressing himself. “Okay” You sit in the bed. Your back leaned up against the headboard. Everything smells like him. It’s a bit overwhelming, but in the best way possible. You watch him take his hoodie off throwing it to the side, undoing he belt to throw it along with it. “Are we going to have, you know-?” You ask and watch him turn to you. “Do you not want to?” He paused his movements. “I do” you correct him, your voice almost muted. Your eyes leave his to find something- anything else to look at, then bringing your knees up to your chin and wrapping your arms around them. He nods at your reassurance.

He returns to his previous activity, tugging his pants down on the floor.

“Do you want me to take my clothes off too?” You question, trying your best to calm your nerves.

Why is he so quiet all of a sudden. It was like a switch.

“No��� he said bluntly “wanna undress you myself princess” he dips into the bed with a smirk. You let out a exhale at the nickname. He seems back to normal again.

“If you don’t wanna do this now, I’ll stop, no problem”

“I do”

“You do what?”

“I wanna do this”

He face lightens with your words. He licks his bottom lip. His memories taking him back to see you on the floor with him inside your mouth. His cock twitches at the image. He begins to climb over you.

You lay down fully until your head is propped up from the pillows. “Wanna make you cum so much baby” he crawls up your Frame until he’s hovering right above you. His knees dug into the mattress on either side of you. “Feel bad about leaving you like that” he leans down just enough for your noses to brush against each other, before finding your neck.

He’s found that this is his favorite place to be. “I told you to forget it” you warned. Your eyes remain on him, and you hold his face with you palms. “Can’t” he stays, in between sucks against your neck. You impatiently lift his head slightly to connect your lips. Placing your hands on his shoulders, He smiles against you, But depends the kiss, allowing your head to fall back into the pillows. His hands move to your waist, lifting your hips off the bed slightly, before hooking his fingers onto your pants to dragged them the down your legs.

You gasp into the kiss. He takes your pants off completely, Licking your mouth for entrance, which you grant him immediately. You hear your pants hit the ground somewhere near the closet door. Assuming he threw them. He begins to pull anyway but you follow him, Chasing his lips. He lets out a breathy chuckle “Wanna hear you say my name, you can be loud for me right?” His hands caressing you thighs gently. His words, his hands, his gaze- god It’s turning you on.

“Yeah” you breath out. He smiles, reconnecting your lips. “Good girl” his hands finding your waist again. Lifting up your top to grope your tits. His disconnects your lips again. You groan in annoyance, but it turns into a moan when he lifts up your top completely, along with your bra to latch lips onto your nipple. Your hands move from his chest to his hair. Gripping onto him and pulling lightly. The act having him groan into your chest. He pulls away to quickly discard your top and your bra. Then His hand travels down you abdomen and into your panties.

Finally.

His fingers play with your folds for a moment before using you fingers to spread them. You close your eyes at the thought of him actually touching you where you need him most. He allows his middle finger to circle around you clit. The act making you hips push into his hand for more. “So small under me, god I could spilt you in half” you shiver under him.

You body pushing further into his touch, the fact that your body is telling him all of your secrets, what makes you tick and what makes you moan, is making him unbelievably hard. Your moans are like music to his ears. “Hyuck” you whimper.

“Yes baby?”

“Please hurry” he moves his head from you chest to look up at you. Your eyes closed. Eyebrows furrowed in frustration- he loves it.

“I’ll do anything you want, just gotta hear you say it love” all this nicknames are making your head spin. And you curse yourself for being so effected. “I want you inside me” you mutter the words so low, he almost didn’t hear them. But he did, he just wants to hear it again.

His elbow is propped up against the bed. His other hand working circles around your clit, using His finger to collect the wetness around your hole as lube.

“Hm?” He smirks watching you, every twitch if your face. “Look at me” he demands. You open your eyes to meet his. You wonder for a moment if you asked him to kiss you again, would it be weird?

“Want you inside me please Hyuck”

He smiles, trying hard to remember that this is just sex, no feelings. But he can’t help the words the leave his mouth next.

“Anything for you” as if he read your mind, he places a peck to your lips, lingering there a second too long. The finger that’s as abusing your bud, now making its way around your entrance, At a painfully slow pace. You open your legs wider for him. And he bits his lower lip, trying not to laugh. “Yeah? s’that good?”

“No”

“No? Whats wrong angel?”

“Hyuck don’t tease…. please just…”

“Please what?” He asks.

You wanna punch him, and you would if your body didn’t feel so weak and fragile. You whimper. Sliding one of your hands to please your aching instead. His hand quickly slides out of you and wraps his hand around your wrist, stopping your attempt. “Nuh uh, use your words love”

“Hyuck, please just finger me” you finally let out. To embarrassed to keep your eyes open. “God your so sexy” he frees your hand to find his way back to your pantries. Haechan sits up to pull your panties down your legs and tosses them to the side. You close your thighs together. “Y/n” you open your eyes to find his. They seem darker and more serious, the you’ve ever seen them. “Can’t make you feel good down here if your legs are closed” you nod. ”right”

“Wanna see your pretty little pussy” Your legs open for him before his sentence even finishes sounding. He smiles at your obedience. He looks at you for an uncomfortable amount if Time, you begin to freak out.

Then he inserts his middle finger into you. Your sucking him in, and you feel so hot down there.

“Holy shit”

that’s all he could let out. Like I said it’s been a while since you’ve been active in your sexually life. Your watching him stare down at where his finger is being squeezed in. He adds another. Earning a small whine for him. His fingers start to slowly pump in and out of you. Earning moans from your pretty mouth. He leans back towards you. Pls sing his face over yours once again. “Gonna make you cum on my fingers… then My tongue, the my cock, okay princess?” You exhale and try to nod but your mind is full of the thought of haechans dick inside you. “Gotta make sure I won’t hurt you pretty baby. Gotta stretch you out a bit, okay?”

You nod, though your not really listen to his words. His free hand sliding up your body to your face. Caressing your check. Looking at you like your The only girl in the world.

To him… you were.

“words baby”.

“Yes” you agree even though you can’t really remember what he said. “Good” he wants to kiss you again, would that be weird? This is just pleasure right? Does kissing count?

He shakes it off and moves himself until he’s on his knees leaning back slightly to get a good look at you. He watched his fingers work inside of you, curling every now and then. Which is making you moan, loudly. So he keeps doing it. Wanting nothing more then to hear you tell him he’s doing a good job. “Is this good baby?” He asks picking up the pace, “mhm s’good” his thumb runs circles around your clit, your hips shoot up, chasing the feeling and he can tell your close. He lowered his head to place kisses around your thighs. Then his body slowly adjusts until he’s lying on his stomach. His kisses trail down your thighs until he reaches you core.

Haechan places a kiss to your clit, making you shiver and stutter your hips into his face. He doesn’t complain, instead he takes his fingers out to completely devour you. You moan and yell his name. He subconsciously begins to grind into the mattress.

He continues to abuse your pussy. When you grab and up at his hair he almost cums in his pants. His finger find their way back onto your cunt and working their magic.

He’s paying attention to every part of you. Watching your reactions and accommodating to them. You feel yourself getting closer and closer. His begins speeding up his fingers and his tongue. Every now and then curling them continuously. Your hips start bucking and the back of your neck feels hot. “Your doing so well” he coos against you.

You can feel it coming. You cover your mouth and face with your hands to stop any embarrassing sound form leaving your lips. He’s definitely not happy about that, but he sees the way your body is twitching. It makes him smile, knowing got you to cum just from his fingers an mouth. He continues slowing, laping at your sex. He’s savouring everything that pour out of you. working on your clit to help ride out your orgasm. “Don’t hide from me y/n, I hate that shit”

You shake your head and slowly close your thighs around his hand. “Y/n” he chuckles, removing his hand from your cunt. His other hand garbing you wrist and pulling em away from your face.

“Look at me.” He tried to say it in a soft voice, but it came out as a demand. When you open your eyes to look at him, he brings his fingers to his mouth, sucking in your release. “Oh god” you mutter. You are so out of breath and your eyes can’t focus properly but the sight could make him cum. He smiles onto his fingers. You know your face is red right now and it’s killing you. “Your so fucking cute” he closes in slowly kissing you, but this felt different, it felt real. He pulls away. And you look up at him, with a innocent look.

He stays like this for a moment, watching your eyes and listening to your breathe. waiting for it to even out. “Hyuck” “yes princess”

“Please fuck me now”

He surprised at how openly you said that. You Kept your eyes on him and your voice didn’t break once.

So fucking hot. But as much and he wanted to he couldn’t.

“Can’t. Not yet” He shakes his head sitting back into his knees. “Gotta make sure your ready.” He’s about to crawl back down, to no doubt eat you out one more time. And as much as you want that, you can’t wait anymore.

You sit up onto your knees as well, wrapping your arms around his neck, his face turns back to yours. “Please, I’ll take it” he just looks at you. He’s never expected this kind of behaviour from you and it’s driving him crazy. His eyes fall onto your lips. “Yeah?”

“Hyuck, I wanna ride you.” His hands find your waist immediately. Pulling you onto him and placing his back against the headboard. You straddle his waist, a little taken aback at how he can carry you so easily. When your situated on top of his boxers, your can feel him under you, He’s so hard and you wanna feel him stretch you out.

“You can’t just say things like that y/n shit” he places his hands on your hips and moves you so that their rolling over his cock. The friction on your already sensitive core- Him using you like this is weirdly turning you on even more. Your lips find a place on his neck, sucking at his sensitive skin. The groans he lets out are beautiful, and you want nothing more then to hear them again.

His hands remain on your hips but his thumb finds you bud to run circles over it. Your hips buckle down into him. He lets out a whimper and you almost came right there.

“Mmmh Hyuck, please let me feel you!” You allow your hands to run up and down his abdomen. Haechans pulls you away from him, his palms placed on your cheeks. “Fuck Im gonna ruin you” you Lean into his touch, continuing to rock against his dick.

“If you want to stop at any point in time, you tell me. Do you understand?”

You ignore him. Pulling his boxers down to free his cock. It flys up and smacks his stomach.

You want him in your mouth again.

But you also want him inside your walls.

“Y/n I’m serious” he lifts your face look at his.

“Haechan, I’m not made of glass” you argue grabbing at his base, making his hips fly up into your hand. “You might as well be” he moans. Placing his hands on your hips to ground himself. His lifts you slightly and you place his tip at your entrance.

“Wait!” You freeze at the sudden interruption. Looking up at his in fear that he’s changed his mind. “I don’t have a condom on” he informs and you roll your eyes.

“Haechan, I’m on the pill” he sighs in relief.

“Call me haechan, one more time. I dare you” he is voice stern and serious. “Hyuck” you correct your self. It made you giddy that he notices when you don’t call him by his nickname.

When you finally allow his tip to push into, you immediately feel a stretch you’ve been dying for since the new semester started. “Shit”

“Shit”

As soon as he top touched your entrance he could feel how wet you were. The slick dripping down his length, he thought he might cry. It’s taking everything in him not to destroy you right now.

You slowly lower yourself onto him. Taking him an inch at a time. It did hurt a bit, but the feeling of someone- HIM inside of you was intoxicating. And the only reason it hurt is because you haven’t had something like this in such a long time. The Ecstasy could make you cry. “So fucking tight” his head falls back onto the headboard with his eyes closed. He’s taking deep breaths through his nose, trying to stay calm. Your so small, so warm. He can feel your walls clenching and fluttering around him.

when he’s fully inside of you, you pause. You can feel you legs shaking already. You can feel blood rushing to your clit when it makes contact with his skin.

Your hands placed at his shoulders and you stare down at where he disappears inside you. You want to move so bad, but you can’t seem to focus on any-

“Take your time” your hear him say. You look back up to see him smiling at you. A reassuring smile that makes him so kissable… is that weird? “You okay” he asks. His eyes furrow together at the way your looking at him. He sees you fighting a battle against yourself in your mind “Just…. Thinking” you say between a moan when you begin to move your hips around. He bites his lip at the feeling. “Don’t think about it, do whatever you want princess, I’m all yours”

You pause for a moment longer, then move your hands slightly to hold his neck. Your thumbs on his jaw affectionately caressing his face. “Wanna kiss you… can I kiss you?” You feel him twitch inside you, and you moan again at the feeling. He smiles “don’t ask baby, told you I’m all yours” you continue to stare, as if you didn’t hear him. He leans forward to place a peck on your lips to help you get started. Then leans back so you’ll follow him. This kiss feels so different, so real and full of emotions, you just couldn’t pin point what emotions where being expressed.

You begin working your hips on his cock, he groans into the kiss, one hand gripping your thigh and the other on your hip, gently massaging the area. Helping you grind into him. He’s so big, so thick. Every time you move you can feel every inch of him. He can feel your wall throbbing around him, causing him to rut up into you. “Hyuck” you mubbled between his lips. You aren’t kissing anymore, your mouths are just on top of each others.

“Hm?”

Everything seems so sensual. His hands massaging your body. You felt so loved, even if that isn’t what he’s giving you, that’s all you felt. He’s so relaxed, watching your every move. Waiting for you, making sure your ready and comfortable. You wanna make him feel good. You don’t want him to hold back.

“Want you to fuck me”

You pleaded. Holding your breathe while waiting for his responds. “Oh yeah?” He teased, he didn’t even fight the smile that spears in his face. All you could do is whine and nod your head. He smirks and places another kiss to you lips. “How do you want me to do it?”

“Just, just make yourself feel good- want you to use me” his hips unintentionally jolt into you. You Hiss at the feeling of his tip hitting your soft spot. “Shit, sorry.. You can’t just say shit like that y/n”

You lower your head to hide your face. “Please Do that again” you plant your face in his shoulder. And he does, he grabs your hips and slowing begins to fuck into you. He’s so fucking turned on. He was ready to take it slow, if that’s what you wanted but when you just came out and said that, something in him turned.

“Your so fucking filthy” he spoke between breathy moans. you sobbed into his neck in responds as He begins to bounce you on top of his cock. Making sure your pace meets his thrust. “Wanting me to use you? Shit- your so dirty” it feels so good, he’s hitting places you’d never even new where there.

So deep

“My pretty little slut hmm?” He coos in a condescending tone. “Does it feel good?” You nod into his shoulder and he slows down his movements.

He grabs you ass, shifting both your weight. When You open your eyes to see him on top of you, and your back against the bed. “Need your eyes in me princess, you can do that, I know you can” you shake your head. But he doesn’t give you the Chance to complain. He pulls his hips back just enough until only his tip is inside you then fucks back into you. His pace was brutal. “Is this ok baby?” He said, hoping he doesn’t sound to whiny. Your walls continue to flutter around him and he can’t focus anymore. He’s on his knees. His hands find themselves on the back of your thighs. Using them to help him pound into you. Your skin is so soft and your thighs are so plump. His eyes watch your closed one’s then they shift to your breasts; Bouncing so beautifully.

“Want me to slow down?” He asks leaning forward, folding you in half as he did. You open your eyes to see him looking back at you. Your walls clench and haechans hips stutter. “No, no feels good don’t stop. Please don’t stop”

He smiles. Leaning in for another kiss. “Wasn’t planning on it” he leans back again to get a full view of your body. Then he looks down to see where he’s disappearing inside you, your all over his sheets now, the sounds of his balls slapping against your ass fill his ears. He places your legs over his shoulders and places his hand on your lower stomach. “Can feel myself here, can you feel me here baby?”

The feeling of him touching himself through your stomach pushed you over the edge. Your eyes roll back and you swear you saw stars. You feel your back arch into him and Your muscles tense. Your legs and waist twitches aggressively.

He feels your walls spasm around his cock. He watches you come undone, below him. He last one more powerful thrust before emptying himself inside you. He falls forward, catching himself with his hand to make sure not to fall on top of you. The feeling of his warm release inside of you is making your mind go blank. He slowly pulls out of you, you cringe at the felling of his cum leaking out you. But he loves it. He watches it drip down towards your ass. He’s proud of himself. Looking back to you, he see that you’re eyes are still closed gnawing at your lip.

“You ok baby? he caresses you face and places a peck you to lips. He laughs when he sees your lips pucker, he places another peck on the corner of your mouth. You try to sit up but his pushes you back down. “Want me to run you a bath?” You roll your eyes.

“Aftercare?! From you? Unbelievable” you joke through your tiredness and it’s his turn to roll his eyes. “I heard women don’t like to be touched after sex? Do you want to be alone?” You sit up again to look at him. “No, don’t leave me” he nods with a smile. He’s glad, because he really want to stay near you. He wants to hear your voice and feel your touch against his for the rest of his life. But we won’t ever say that aloud.

“I’ll start a bath, and I’ll clean you up so you can sleep, sound good?” He gets up pulling his boxers back on and grabbing the rest of the clothes in the floor and throws them in a bag. “You mean… you’ll take a bath with me?” You question.

He turns to look at your frame on the bed. And you feel a bit of déjà vu. “Do you not want me too?”

You giggle “if it means I don’t have to clean myself then I guess you can bathe with me”

He rolls his eyes. Those words felt like a reminder, that this is just ‘two friends helping each other out’.

•••

But you don’t want to think about that. Not when he’s holding you in the bath like this. Not when he’s telling you how well you did, and gently cleaning your body.

Not when he helps get you dressed, putting you in one of his t-shirts, and apologizing for accidentally hitting your breasts.

Not when he lets you lay down on his bed while he plays a stupid k-drama on his laptop.

And Not when you swear you heard the words “I love you” when you fell asleep in his bed- in his arms.

The only thing you could think of was what started all of this the the first place. The words he said to you yesterday- that stupid suggestion replaying in your mind.

••• yesterday night •••

“Pretend you’re in love with me” the words surprisingly leave his lips easily, not stuttering or hesitation. Probably due to the alcohol.

“What!?” You ask, almost positive you didn’t hear him properly. You turn from the tv and place the beer in your hands down on the coffee table, he follows.

“Just for one night. I mean come on y/n, we always act as if we hate each other but we both be know how much we care about one another right?”

You stay silent. He wasn’t making any sense. He decides to explain his thoughts to you. Even if he knows they wouldn’t make sense to you. You would never understand how he feels.

“You know everything about me y/n, my favourite shows, foods, what makes me laugh, what I want for my future- what makes he serious- everything. And I know everything about you. We’re not strangers, and this trip is supposed to help us relax and feel better about our lives right? So just for one night? Act like you love me as much as I love you” he turns to face you completely now. You watch his eyes, looking for a hint of playfulness, or the sound of his laughter when he tells you he’s kidding. But it never comes, he just stares at you.

You laugh, but it doesn’t reach your eyes. Your not sure if it’s him or the alcohol talking.

“Are you out of your mind!?” You ask pressing your palm against his forehead to check for an unusual temperature, in responds to his ridiculous suggestion.

“Only for you”

(Part three)

[maknaesdancersrappers]

devoted 2.

part 15.

Overall warning/s: kinkier smut (eg. voyeurism, exhibitionism, etc.) character death, dark themes

Chapter warning/s: vulgar language, violence, self harm, stalking

Just how devoted is Jaehyun to you?

prev: part 14

wc: 8.8k

“18.”

A soft squeak came from the friction of a shoe and the floor. The figure froze, holding his breath to hear if anyone reacted to the noise he made. After a second, he relaxed and continued to go down the row of lockers surrounding him.

“18.” Jaehyun softly murmured to himself, silently reading the numbered, full length lockers as he passed by.

It bothered him that there were unmarked, presumably empty, lockers between all the numbered ones. Maybe it was an extra locker for the one before it? But there weren’t locks on them.

He finally reached the 18th locker — or rather, the 35th one if he counted correctly as he passed by.

He took out a key from his hoodie pocket. It was a bitch to get a hold of this, he recalled. Lucky for him, you had your keys haphazardly peeking out of your towel on the benches and he was able to “borrow” it for the meantime. His original plan was to have it duplicated, but there isn’t much time to do so.

He slid the key into the keyhole and unlocked it, leaving it to hang on there after he unhooked the lock.

You were at swim practice right now. Jaehyun memorized your schedule. For Tuesday and Fridays, you had swim practice from 5PM to 8PM. It’s around 7 right now so he had an hour to do whatever he wanted.

Inside your locker, you had your clothes after practice hung up on a hanger. On the shelves, you had your main backpack and on the lowest one were your shoes. He touched your clothes, dragging his finger down the soft cloth. He noted the lack of a jacket and internally scolded you for not having one if you were going home in this thin top. He reached for the hanger to get it but noticed something else hanging inside of your shirt.

His breath shortened.

It was cute that you wore matching sets. Today, you chose to wear a skin-toned set. Jaehyun groaned at the thought of you wearing nothing, sending an instant reaction to his dick. He unzipped your bag and reached inside, pulling out the clothes you had neatly put away after slipping onto your swimsuit. He bit down on his lip, flipping through the folds of cloth like a book until he found it: your panties — your used panties.

It was a black cheeky panty with the daintiest little ribbon sewn on the front hem. He seemingly kneaded the fabric in his palm, debating on his next action. Without another second passing by, he brought it up to his nose and inhaled deeply. 

Sweet, he thought. You smelled sweet. The tent in his pants was becoming unbearable and just as he tried to pull his zipper down, he heard voices and footsteps growing louder outside.

Jaehyun panicked, glancing down at his watch. It was barely 7:30, were they dismissed early?

As quickly as he had gotten the clothes, he put it all back and locked the locker with a few more seconds to spare, leaving the key on the lock. He couldn’t run out now, but that was the only exit. He looked down the opposite of the room and found unmarked lockers, surely he could fit in those.

Every higher being must be on his side today because the first locker he had opened was just right for him and the shelves were broken and laid upright. He scurried inside, realizing that he forgot to place your underwear back in with your clothes but the door swung open on the other side of the rows of lockers and he pushed himself inside, closing it a few seconds before someone rounded the corner.

And lo and behold, it was you.

Jaehyun held his breath, you were still wet and your towel just in your hands.

“Oh, thank god! I did, in fact, forget to take the key!” You called out, laughing to yourself.

Your teammates piled in as well, all going to their respective lockers.

“You’re such a clutz, [Y/N].” Sihyun shook her head at you.

You finally got around to drying yourself off, starting with your hair. “I really thought I got it after locking it. At least it didn’t fall elsewhere.”

“Imagine if it did, you’d be going home in your swimsuit.” Chaeyeon teased, pulling at the spandex and releasing it, leaving a wet smack on your back.

“Ow! Quit it!” You playfully scolded, “You’re telling me none of you guys would lend me clothes? Damn, and here I thought we were more than teammates.”

“I mean,” Hara shrugged, “I’ll lend you my clothes if you don’t mind that I've been wearing it all day. But what are you gonna do about underwear?”

You hummed, slipping off the top of your swimsuit to start drying your upper body. “If it happens, I could just wear my swimsuit then. Just wait for it to dry before I borrow your clothes.”

If you could only see Jaehyun right now, eyes wide and straining to see all of your exposed skin through the slits of the locker door. His mouth had gone dry when you had continued to push the swimsuit down your body and let it fall on the ground, pooling it around your ankles.

All your teammates were just as stark naked, but his eyes were fixated on you. Before he knew it, he had pulled his own pants down low enough to free himself and ran a fist over his length with your panties covering him.

There was some idle talk about something but Jaehyun couldn't care less. He had to bite his own tongue when you had turned your back on him and bent down to grab your swimsuit. His arm started to hurt at the rate he was going trying to jack off at the sight. You had presented your ass to him and maybe if the angle was better, he could get a glimpse of your pussy, too. The same pussy that had been pressed on the flimsy cloth he was using on himself. He groaned, softly and slowly, trying his absolute best to remain hidden and unknown to you and your teammates.

You slung your swimsuit over your shoulder and before you could head towards the shower area, Hara stopped you.

“Oh my god, are your boobs bigger?”

She reached out and cupped one of them, weighing it in her palm. Jaehyun was going insane.

The whole team was already so comfortable with being naked around each other that this was nothing to you.

“No, my period should be next week.” You informed her, “Ugh, I absolutely hate training during my period.”

“Girl,” Sihyun snorted, “Who does? No one likes bolting towards the showers once they get out of the pool.”

The conversation continued while you and your teammates head towards the shower to rinse off the chlorine, meanwhile Jaehyun slowed his arm movement. He was gasping for air, the tiny space was suffocating him. Your underwear was damp with precum and sweat in his hands.

He had to wait for all of you to leave before he could. He cracked the locker door a little to get more air and panted as he caught his breath. Seeing you in your full naked glory was something he wasn’t prepared for. Your skin looked so supple and soft. He wondered what it would have felt like to put your nipples in his mouth after they had hardened from the sudden exposure to air. He thought of your ass and how it must feel like to spank until it grew red. He was still very hard and his cock twitched at the thought. 

He closed the door quickly when he heard wet footsteps approaching, and right after he did so, you came around the corner.

Jaehyun held his breath again, putting his face closer to the slits to get a better look at you.

Unlike your teammates, you only really rinsed off after practice. You had already hung up your swimsuit in the designated area and once you had dried yourself, you hung your towel with it. Inside the locker room, you were very comfortable, much like the others, so you had no qualms walking back to your locker in your birthday suit.

But this meant giving Jaehyun another round of seeing your naked body.

He watched you open your locker and grab a bottle from inside and not long after, he had his panty clad fist running over his length again.

You liked to apply lotion after a shower and even though you were gonna take a proper bath at home, you still applied a generous amount of moisturizer to your body.

Squirting a good dollop onto your palm, you lathered it in your hands before spreading the viscous liquid all over your arms and legs. Training will always make your body ache so you also used this time to massage yourself.

“Ow.” You moaned, hitting a tender spot on your back, arching forward to stretch it.

In the locker, Jaehyun echoed your moan under his breath, wanting nothing more than to be the reason behind the music falling out of your mouth. He wanted to touch you so badly.

You reached down to smooth out the lotion to your legs and when you found it difficult, you propped it up on the bench.

Jaehyun gasped, his arm started to hurt again. You had spread your legs open just enough to grant him visual access to your core. He remembered how you smelled from your underwear and he imagined you sitting on his face, grinding yourself on his tongue. He imagined how much sweeter you were if it was his own nose and tongue prodding you.

He ejaculated into your used underwear and he felt it seeping through the already dampened cloth. He laid his head against the cool metal of the locker he was confined in and tried to catch his breath.

You slowed your movements, feeling a little heated. What if, you thought, someone was watching you right now? Watching you touch yourself wearing absolutely nothing. Would they be touching themselves? Were they enjoying the view? Involuntarily, you closed your legs. Ah, your hormones are getting the best of you.

You shook your head, smiling to yourself. Where could they possibly be watching from? The lockers? You looked down the room and stared at the slits of the locker directly across you — the locker Jaehyun was in.

He froze, thinking you had caught him, but then you leaned against your open locker door and sensually brought your hand from your thigh to your breast.

You sighed, things like that only happen in movies or bad pornos. You got your underwear from the hanger and began to slip it on. Besides, what grown adult would fit in these lockers? They’d be cramped up and you doubt the shelves could carry someone’s weight for too long.

Jaehyun was confused, although relieved. You had looked directly at him, he was sure of it. He wasn’t making it up in his head, was he? You even touched yourself while keeping eye contact. It was a short lived moment, but he was very certain you were about to touch yourself for him.

After slipping on your panties, you quickly put on your bra as well. Training was called off early as a treat and you wanted to get home earlier so you could slip in a quick episode on the latest series you’ve been hooked on. It’s almost 8 and at this point, it’s like training never ended early.

Jaehyun frowned, a little sad to know the show was over, but he’s not leaving completely disappointed. His only issue now is finding the right time to leave the locker room without getting caught and returning your underwear — because he realized you were going to freak out if something like this was missing. Luckily for him, you didn’t bother double checking the contents of your bag after throwing your clothes on.

“I’m heading out! You girls take care on the way home, okay?” You yelled, your voice bouncing off the walls and hiding the sound of Jaehyun’s phone vibrating.

“You, too! Take care! See you tomorrow!” Your teammates called out altogether.

Once you were out of sight, Jaehyun quickly checked his phone to see his bodyguard asking where he was. He was able to send a quick message of “Wait.” before hiding his phone to prevent the light peeking through the slits when he heard your teammates coming closer.

There were naked girls in front of him yet he stayed limp. Was something wrong with him? His friends would have been having a field day by now. But he realized the reason soon enough.

They weren’t you.

It was cold. Especially on one side of his body.

Jaehyun groaned, his entire being was sore. Where was he? Lethargically, he moved his hand over the cold, biting surface it was on. Was he on the floor?

He opened his eyes, blinking away the crust. Did he cry in his sleep?

Looking around, he tried to figure out what happened the night before. He was on the kitchen floor — of his old apartment. Why? His eyes fell on the item just a few inches away from his face. A ring.

Then it hit him like a truck. Everything that happened last night resurfaced in his head and his tears welled up again in his eyes. It wasn’t a dream. It all happened in reality.

“[Y/N]...” He rasped, mouth extremely dry.

He never felt so empty, yet his chest was so heavy. He couldn’t move his body, not even to hide the ring for safekeeping so it sat just there and mocked him. 

This could all have been avoided, it said.

“How?” Jaehyun whined, “Even if I just told her about the investigation… she would have still wanted to see the files…”

He remembered the said files that were right there on the dining table. Despite his body aching for sleeping on the floor, he pushes himself up to a sitting position. How much did you know? Surely it was just Go’s files you read? Maybe he can fix this.

He pocketed the ring and scrambled onto his feet, stumbling towards the table. He picked up a folder and opened it, skimming through the words. It’s just another set of all the reports Go gave him. Tossing it aside, he picks up another and does the same when he realizes what it was. Hope bloomed in him, he can fix this. He took his phone out from his back pocket, ignoring the messages and dialing your number. Before he could put it to his ear, he felt the table vibrate.

“Shit. Oh, [Y/N].” Jaehyun sighed, pushing back papers until he revealed your phone. “At least I can give this back to you myself.”

As he picked it up and debated on opening it, he noticed the folder it was recently perched on. He knew that logo embossed on the cream folder anywhere and all hope was leaving him as his blood ran cold. He pushed Go’s reports away and revealed more of the familiar logo-embossed folder.

Jeon’s Private Psychiatrist Clinic.

With urgency, he opened the first one and cussed out loud. 

“Fuck!”

How could anyone get any of these? Jeon is their family doctor — were these sent by someone in the family?

He browsed through more of them, a mix of shame, anger, regret, and hopelessness weighing down on him.

“She knows it all…” He murmured, “Shit, she knows everything.”

Jaehyun punched the table. He should have burned these… he should have never written about it, let alone submit it to Jeon for his psychiatric evaluation when he began therapy.

Everything he’s done from the moment he saw you, all of it written in great detail, in his own words; you had read every single one.

His shoulders slumped down, there’s no way he can come back from this. He’s not getting you back.

Jaehyun fell on the seat, laid his head on the table, and cried softly. What was he going to do now? He had built his world around you — for you. What was the point of everything now?

He sat up and looked at the window with wet, emotionless eyes. Nothing. 

He stood up and it knocked the chair back, but he didn’t pay attention to it. He can’t live without you.

It was almost noon. Were you preparing to have lunch right now? 

He made his way to the first bathroom, opened the lights, and stared at his face. He almost wanted to laugh. He looked like shit. He grew up learning to keep his appearance to be pristine as if he hadn’t sinned at all. He reached out, noting his knuckles were bruised but didn’t focus on it.

You used to be scared of looking at him through the mirror because of that night. He understood it now; the monster you feared.

“How could you do that?” He hissed, curling his fingers and landing a solid blow on his reflection. The mirror cracked on impact, creating a detailed web-like design.

“You don’t deserve her,” He punched the mirror once more, making a few shards chip off.

“You deserve to die.” A larger chunk fell on the sink and it reflected his entire face.

“You deserve to die.” Jaehyun repeated, picking the shard up with no hesitation and pressing it against his wrist.

It’s been years since he had felt like this — had been in this situation. When was it? Oh… it was the year before seeing you…

His father had hit him. He was caught doing drugs with his friends — no, the boys in his class he was forced to befriend because their families’ respective business could be potential investors or partners in their own — he was caught doing drugs with them at school. A teacher had caught and reprimanded them, reporting the issue straight to the principal. Their parents were called, arrangements were made, money was paid. The rumor stayed a rumor.

He had held his father in such high regard, he aspired to be like him. He wanted to be a powerful businessman like him. He wanted to find a woman like his mom and show her love like his father does to his mom. He loved his father just as much as he loved his mom, but that one crisp slap across his face had created a rift between them.

He remembered his mom crying at the sight, but his father’s yelling was burned into the back of his mind.

I didn’t raise you this way.

Jaehyun’s fingers twitched, reflecting light into his eyes that made him snap out of his reverie.

The glass shard was pressing hard against his skin, but it wasn’t breaking into it yet. His father’s words echoed in his head once more.

He pulled his arm back and stared at himself, he can’t do this. Not yet. He gripped at the broken glass, enough to cut and draw blood on his hand. He doesn’t know who sent you the files. He doesn’t know who harassed you. 

He doesn’t know who. took. you. from. him.

Jaehyun jumped slightly when the door abruptly opened, causing the piece of shrimp to slip from his chopstick’s grasp. He took a look a second to glance up but didn’t react to the newcomers, in fact, he looked dismayed.

“Oh, my baby!” His mom cried, running up to him and falling to her knees. “This is where you’ve been the past few days? What happened to your hand?”

“I’m fine, mom.” He grumbled, “Get off the floor, it’s dirty.”

She frowned, looking around at the mess of take-outs and empty cans of beer and soda, but didn't move to get up.

“Jaehyun, what the fuck are you doing?” His father scolded, heavy steps echoed in the room as he walked toward them. “You’ve neglected your work to bum around here?”

“I filed for leaves. They were approved.” Jaehyun shook his head, dismissively.

“Don’t use that tone on me.” His father marched forward and this made his mom stand up to block her husband. “You weren’t raised like this.”

He shot a look at his father, slamming the takeout box on the coffee table and standing up, “What would you do if mom had called off your engagement and walked out on you, huh? You’re telling me you would pretend nothing happened?”

His mom gasped, bringing a hand to her lips and the other on her chest to showcase her shock.

“Am I not allowed to grieve?” Jaehyun emphasized, pointedly staring his father down.

“Of course, you are—”

“Then let me grieve. Leave me alone.” He plopped himself back down on the armchair and reached for his drink.

“You insufferable brat.”

Jaehyun snorted, “Who raised me again?”

“Why, you—” His father seethed, stepping forward, and seeing this made Jaehyun stand back up to defend himself.

His mother got in between them, “Boys, please!”

“I’m acting like this exactly because I was raised like this,” Jaehyun pointed a finger at his father, “By you.”

“I raised you better than this.”

“You raised me to be mentally ill, father!” He retorted, voice straining. “She left me because instead of stopping me, you supported me — you let me have her investigated, let me believe that I can do anything in your power to have her.”

His mom gasped again, turning around to look up at her husband, “Jaegun, is that true?”

When his father met her gaze but kept his mouth shut, Jaehyun scoffed.

“Yes, mom, it’s true. He let me do what he did to you.”

“Shut up, Jaehyun.” He hissed through his teeth.

Jaehyun laughed, “What? Now you’re ashamed that you raised me this way?” 

His father tried to step forward again, but his mom put her hands on his chest.

“Honey, stop. We’ll talk about it later at home. We have more pressing concerns than this,” She looked back at Jaehyun and sighed, “Jaehyun, please. Listen to us.”

“I don’t want to work right now, if that’s what you’re here for.”

“You daft boy,” His father bellowed, “[Y/N] is missing.”

Jaehyun froze. He could feel blood draining from his face, yet his heartbeat started to drum loudly in his ears. “What?”

“Sweetheart,” His mom stepped forward and cupped his face, “Her parents couldn’t reach any of your phones so they contacted me. They told me that she never got home and it was unlike her to not tell her if she had left to be with you. When I told your father, he got worried as well. That’s when he told me about what’s happening — the gist of it at least.”

He doesn’t know how to react, eyes flitting towards your phone on the table. It’s been days — almost a week. He never bothered charging your phone so it had probably died before anyone could call it.

“She left it on the table when…” He paused, “When she walked out.”

“Your father had to lie to them and tell them you took her on a spontaneous trip out of the country.” She spoke so softly while she rubbed his cheeks with her thumb. “Sweetheart, you need to tell us if you know where she is.”

“I don’t.” He quickly denied, “I’ve been cooped in this room since she left. I don’t know where she is. I—I thought she went home to her parents all this time.”

“Well, if you had checked your phone, you would have found out 3 days ago that she didn’t.” His father quipped impatiently. “Her parents wanted to file a missing persons report, but I told them not to worry because I said she was safe with you. The last ping of her phone was here — that’s why we’re here.”

He looked around and scoffed, “At least I can rest easy knowing you didn’t do anything to her.”

“I would never hurt her!”

“Jaehyun!” His mom held him back from charging at his father, “Calm down, I know you won’t. I believe you, sweetheart. Please just calm down.”

The father and son stared each other down, tension building further in the air around them.

“Sweetheart,” His mom repeated, “Would you happen to know where else she could go? Another friend?”

“Doyoung? Minkyung? Kang Yebin? I-I don’t know, mom — I just… I just let her leave!”

His mom hushed him, nodding, “Okay, sweetheart. Tell me what happened before she left. Tell me everything.”

Jaehyun stared into her eyes, glanced at his father, and back at his mom. It was always hard lying to his mom. He could hide things from her, but if she was keeping eye contact with him, he couldn’t bear to lie to his mother.

“I…” He licked his lips, “I had her investigated and followed in the past— when we were younger, uhm, in high school…”

The disapproving frown on his mother’s face made him inwardly wince. But then realization hit his mom and he braced himself.

“[Y/N] is the girl… you were stalking back in high school?” Her eyes widened, “Jung Jaehyun…”

No matter how old he is, his skin will always crawl whenever his mom calls him by his full name.

“Honey,” His father cleared his throat, “It’s all on me. Jaehyun’s right. It’s my fault. We both told him off when we found out about the stalking, but when you left, I told him I can hire a private investigator for him for the girl.”

“How could you,” She turned his attention to him, “look into [Y/N]’s eyes and pretend that was the first you were meeting her when Jaehyun introduced her to us— wait, don’t bother answering. I shouldn’t be surprised in the first place.”

Jaehyun watched as his mother rubbed her temples before speaking up again.

“Honey, you promised me when Jaehyun was born, you were going to make sure he wasn’t going to grow up…”

“Like me?” His father sighed, “I know. I’m sorry, honey. We’ll talk about it later. We need to find [Y/N].”

“Right, sweetheart, come home with us. Uh, freshen up there and get a proper meal.” She scrunched her nose at Jaehyun and gestured at him and the discarded paper bags from his delivered meals.

He looked hesitant, eyes darting around the room.

“Sweetheart?”

“Fine.” He shook his head, walking to the dining table and grabbed both yours and his phone. “Father, can you have someone, uhm, collect… these.”

Without another word, his father was on his phone and speaking in a low tone before ending the call. “One of my men will take care of it. Come on. You smell like ass, I’m getting another car for you to ride.”

Jaehyun took his time in the shower, standing in the warmth a little longer even though he’s scrubbed himself clean of the sweat and grime his body accumulated after not bathing for days. 

“Sir,” A knock resounded from the bathroom door. “Your clothes from your home are here. We’ve set them in the closet.”

“Alright, thank you.” He responded, sighing at the servant’s words. Your home.

What he has is a house; an empty one, apartments in every region, and his room in his parent’s house — but none of them were home. His home is gone. His home is missing. But even if he finds it — even if he finds you — you aren't going to let him call you home anymore.

“Get a grip.” He grumbled to himself, shutting his eyes when it started to sting. “You need to focus.”

Jaehyun turned the shower off and wadded off to the walk-in closet, haphazardly toweling off the excess moisture off his body. The servants had laid out his clothes in categorized sections and he grabbed the first shirt and sweatpants on the respective piles. Once clothed, he shook his hair in the towel before discarding it in the laundry basket by the door and walked out to head to the living room.

In the living room, his parents were conversing with a man he recognized to be the Commissioner General — Yoon Yeongcheol. 

“Son, this is the Commissioner General, Yeongcheol. We went to school together.”

Is this how all our shit stays hidden? Jaehyun thought to himself.

They shook hands and sat down.

“I called him here because [Y/N] missing is a part of a much bigger case than we thought.”

“What do you mean?”

Yoon cleared his throat, “With the information I know so far as provided by your father, this —Ms. [Y/N] missing — all started from files from a private investigator named Go Hyunmo. It’s a breach of contract to have these files, or any work done by Go requested by your family, be given out to anybody else. Naturally, your father called him. When Go did not answer, he contacted me and I had my men go to his office and home to look for him.”

Yoon and his father shared an uneasy look.

“He’s dead, isn’t he.” Jaehyun said.

“By some luck, he’s not.” Yeongcheol scoffed, almost laughing. He brought a finger to his neck, pointing from one side to the other, “Neck was slit. There was blunt force trauma on the side of his head. Minimal signs of struggle. The perpetrator was a client; he must have struck Go on the head and it knocked him out cold. He slit his throat afterwards, but that woke Go up after because he started choking on his blood.”

Jaehyun’s mom recoiled and his father put a hand on her knee, “Honey, why don’t you go prepare some tea for us.”

She left without another word.

Once his mom was out of earshot, Jaehyun quietly asked, “Are you telling me that [Y/N] is with someone who tried to kill a man right now?”

“It’s likely that’s the case.”

“Jaehyun,” His father called, “Stay calm, son, and listen to Yeongcheol.”

“So this client asked for our files but got denied so he tried to kill Go?” Jaehyun gritted his teeth.

“No. The perpetrator had someone else investigated to get into Go’s private office and get access to his computer. We have reason to believe it wasn’t just [Y/N]’s information he had.” Yoon shook his head, “Does the name Choi Hajun ring a bell for you? The senator’s son?”

“He was my classmate in high school.” He shrugged his shoulders, confused, “Last I heard he was in jail.”

Yoon had an expandable file folder with him that he brought out and placed on the table, “He got bailed a few years back and he’s working for his father as a staff member. These are copies of the files Go dug up on him.”

He took out crisp, white pages from one section of the expander and laid it out on the table. Jaehyun’s pretty sure it should be illegal to have these, even if they were taken in as evidence from a crime scene.

“The perpetrator had records of him since high school — more importantly, when you two were in the same circle.”

“I was closer to the other guys compared to him, though.”

“Exactly.” Yoon nodded at his words, “You two didn’t get along. We suspect that whoever tried to kill Go wanted more information about Choi to get to you, maybe get information from that only Choi knew.”

Jaehyun pursed his lips, thinking of what Hajun could possibly reveal from his past. “Any information Hajun knows shouldn’t be that incriminating. Anything I did was started by him, it’ll backfire on him if he reveals anything.”

“I see. Well, we’ll be reaching out under Go’s case — maybe there’s a connection between the two of you that the suspect is after.” Yoon hesitated and Jaehyun pointed it out with annoyance. “Are you aware of the recent news of missing women all over the city?”

“Yes.”

“Well, initially, the police are stumped with the case. It seemed to be at random, but with Ms. [Y/N] now also potentially part of this —”

Jaehyun stopped him, “You think the same man is behind all the missing women?”

“There’s a lot more cases that aren’t broadcasted in the news. These are the cases that have been barred because their families — prominent, powerful families — make sure it doesn’t reach the public.” Yoon brought out another set of files, “The missing cases off the news are all women from Kyeonggi Girls’ High School graduates.”

“What do they have to do with me?” His brows furrowed, confused, “I’ve only dated and been with one person in my entire life — [Y/N].”

“It seems that when all these women were in high school, they all expressed interest… in you. There… seemed to be an online thread popular amongst them at the time where the topic was you. It’s still up and available, actually, if you’re interested in—”

“I don’t give a single flying fuck about some online thread back in high school. I care about how my fianceé has been added to a list of missing women caused by some sociopath who has something against me for some god damn reason.” Jaehyun stood up from his seat, veins bulging from his neck as he did his best not to scream at Yoon.

His mother was just returned with a tray of biscuits while a servant followed with a tea set. “Have some tea, boys.”

“I’m going out.��� He determinedly stated , turning around to go up to his room and grab his phone. “I’ll make my own personal visits to some people.”

“Son, that’s not advisable — if the suspect’s real goal is you—”

“Then he should’ve just gone for me.” Jaehyun cut off Yoon’s words, “The man’s a sociopath; he’s smart and he’s patient. He knows my weakness and is using it against me, but I’m not entirely vulnerable yet. He’s not going to pounce at me the second I step out of those doors, but I’m not going to sit around and wait for something to happen.”

He didn't wait for a response and left the room.

“Jaehyun!” His mom called out, “Honey, stop him!”

His father shook his head, “He’s right, though. If anything, we should heighten security around you, honey. You’re his mother. Yeongcheol, please keep us updated with any new findings your men have. As always, we appreciate you keeping a tight seal on this.”

“Any time, Jaegun.”

“Hello?”

Jaehyun found himself smiling in surprise, “Didn’t think you could sound so nice to me, Kang.”

Yebin chuckled over the phone, “Excuse me, I’ll take this call outside.”

Ah, he bit his lip to stop himself from laughing. He watched the people on the sidewalk pass by while he sat in traffic, tapping a finger on his knee. For his mom’s sanity, he agreed to be driven around by Mr. Kyung, their family chauffeur.

“What the fuck do you want?” Yebin hissed into his ear, right through the phone.

“Is [Y/N] with you?” He silently prayed to every and any higher being that she would say yes, “Tell me honestly. It’s very important.”

“No, I’m at work. I haven’t spoken to her in over a week — what the fuck did you do?”

Jaehyun balled his fist, disheartened to know you weren’t with her. He always thought if you were to run to someone to hide from him, you’d go to Yebin. She’s in an equally powerful conglomerate as he is — The Kangs were known in the arts industry. They owned museums, art schools, and multiple businesses. 

“I… She broke up with me.”

“What?!” The sheer frequency of her screech was so high that Jaehyun had to move his phone away, wincing. “She would never do that. She’s wrapped around your finger as much as you are with her!”

Somehow hearing that from Yebin comforted him, “It’s… a long story. I just needed to know if she was with you. Would you happen to know if she’s with Minkyung?”

“No, and now that you mentioned it, Minkyung did bring up the other day that she couldn’t contact [Y/N].”

“Fuck.”

“Jung, I don’t like that tone. There’s more to this than you’re letting on. Spit it out.”

Jaehyun inhaled deeply, contemplating if he should tell her. Yebin was too… unpredictable. He doesn’t know much about her as a member of the Kang conglomerate. She never talked about it during gatherings and if Jaehyun was going to be completely honest, she doesn’t even seem to be a “Kang” with how she lives her life.

“Jung Jaehyun—”

“I can’t tell you much. It’s a private investigation that the Commissioner himself is handling… Someone seems to have a vendetta against me. That’s all I can reveal. And… it seems they have gotten their hands on [Y/N].”

The silence on the other line was both concerning and terrifying.

“So basically, you’re telling me that [Y/N] is missing — possibly kidnapped — because of you.” Jaehyun couldn’t even respond to this because Yebin is enunciating the next words slowly, “I am going to kill you.”

He sighed, “Please let me find her before you do so.”

“No, we’re going to find her. I’m going to help. I’ll tell Minkyung—”

“Don’t. Kang, be smarter than this. We’re keeping this on the down low… not even her parents know.”

“What. the. Fuck. Jung. Her own parents don’t know? What do they know?”

“That I took her on a spontaneous trip abroad.” Jaehyun rubbed his eyes in irritation, looking outside to realize he’s reached his destination and Mr. Kyung was just letting him finish his call. “I have to go. There’s someone I have to talk to. Please don’t tell Minkyung or [Y/N]’s parents. Please, Kang.”

He heard her grumbling on the other line before she responded, “Fine. But keep me updated and if there’s anything I can do — name it and it’s done.”

“Okay. Thank you.” He briefly remembered Yoon’s words, “Kang, be careful. It’s pretty much known in our circle we don’t like each other. I’ll tell you more details later but whoever this asshole is had someone who I didn’t get along with back in high school investigated. The Commissioner said it was probably to get info on me.”

“You’re right. I don’t like you. In fact, at the moment I absolutely hate you. But if anyone came to me looking for shit on you, I’m on your side. I would never do anything to you because I know it’ll upset [Y/N]. She loves you, I’m sure you know that. And I don’t know what the fuck you did to make her break up with you, but I can confidently tell you that up to that point that she loved you more than anything in the world.” She paused, “And yeah, I’ll be careful. We have better security now thanks to Nakamoto.”

Jaehyun was in the middle of unbuckling his seatbelt, “You signed with him, too?”

“Technically, my mom did, but yeah. Gotta praise him for his tenacity in taking over the security tech industry here.”

“Yeah, I guess.” He nodded at Mr. Kyung as if to say he’s getting out, “I have to go. I’ll contact you later.”

After he closed the door of the car, Mr. Kyung drove off, presumably to look for parking while he waited for him. Jaehyun gazed up at the location he’s arrived at, eyeing the large signage in front.

Seoul General Hospital.

He hadn't even stepped foot inside when someone recognized him and called his attention. Luckily for him, it’s exactly who he was looking for.

“Jaehyun. What brings you here?” Kun had a brown paper bag in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other. He must be on his lunch break, which is perfect.

“I’m here for you, actually. I’d like to have a word with you in private.”

Kun seemed apprehensive but nodded, “Uh, sure. I should be the only one in the OB clinic at the moment.”

Jaehyun followed him through the door and throughout their small journey of walking down the reception area and getting into an empty elevator for the third floor, the two men just stayed silent. Kun felt very awkward, unable to bring himself to make small talk with Jaehyun, who simply just stayed quiet as he thought out his words.

Once in the clinic and Kun had put his lunch inside the break room, he gestured for Jaehyun to enter a small office. “Have a seat.”

Jaehyun sat down on one of the chairs in front of the table, while Kun circled the desk to sit on his own.

“So, what is it that you came to talk to me about?”

“You’re Jeon Gon, aren’t you?”

Jaehyun watched Kun’s eyes widen just a fracture. 

The doctor shook his head, “I’ve already told [Y/N] that it wasn’t me.”

“[Y/N] confronted you? When?”

Kun glanced over to the wall where a calendar was, “A few weeks ago— last month, actually. I would have thought she told you about it. She told me about the gifts being sent to her under my name… my Korean name. You can ask the head nurse for my logs around that time and it would show that I was busy here for weeks. I only had time off recently because my parents are here—” He sucked his teeth to stop himself from talking.

Jaehyun stared at him, emotionless.

They held eye contact for a while, letting tension build in the air until Jaehyun whispered, “Do you harbor any hate for me?”

“What?”

“If I was in your position, I’d hate me. I made you break up with your girlfriend so I could have her.”

Kun frowned, “Jaehyun…”

“And to make sure you stayed away, I paid your parents to move back to China and had them sign an NDA to shut them up.” He leaned back on his chair, crossing his arms all the while still keeping his eyes on the doctor, waiting for a reaction. “You should hate me. You hate me, don’t you?” 

Kun broke their eye contact, bringing his head down with defeated sigh and a slow shake of his head to deny Jaehyun’s allegations.

“I don’t. I’m not like that.” He softly spoke, “Maybe I hated you then, but it’s been years, Jaehyun. I’ve moved on from it.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“So you think I hate you? And you think I want revenge for what you’ve done? And my revenge is what? Breaking the NDA? Harassing [Y/N]?” He brought his attention back to him, “If that was my plan, I wouldn’t have brought my parents here for vacation and have them be collateral damage for my actions. I may not have romantic feelings for [Y/N] anymore, but I still care and respect her. I don’t have a reason to do any of the things you’re accusing me of. So no, I don’t hate you. If anything, from what I can tell right now is that you hate me.”

This made Jaehyun chuckle, dryly and bitter.

“The one thing we have in common is that our first love is one woman — [Y/N]. But the difference is that you're hers.”

The admonition pierced his chest. He always knew it but he refused to hear it out loud because somehow he knew he’ll be filled with such an overwhelming sense of jealousy that he’ll lose himself in it.

“And the difference between me and [Y/N] is that we’re not each other’s last.” Kun said, “I may not have met mine yet, but she’s met hers. And it’s you. And I’m genuinely happy for both of you. Really.”

Jaehyun couldn’t wrap his head around how Kun could say such things after all he’s done. It shouldn’t be that easy.

“I’m sorry, but my lunch break is almost over. I don’t mean to kick you out or anything.” He gestured to the clock that read it was nearing 1PM after hearing female voices outside the office.

A knock came from the door, “Dr. Qian? You in there?”

“I have a friend over, Dr. Lee.”

Friend. Jaehyun frowned, how could he consider someone like him as a friend?

“Well, I need to get back to work soon. Again, Jaehyun, I’m being framed. I’m just not the type to hold grudges and I’m not blind to see or understand that [Y/N] is safe with you—”

“She’s not.” Jaehyun cut him off. Hurriedly, he spoke up again before Kun could question it. “She’s missing. She’s been missing for a few days now.”

“What?” The news had Kun on his feet, his chair rolling off as he stood up. “What do you mean?”

“Whoever has been framing you has gotten to her and I don’t know where she is. I came here thinking you were behind it or at least had some part in it.” He was speaking so fast, but he didn’t stumble over his words. He felt himself unraveling; he believed it was Kun all this time but now he’s sure he couldn’t have done anything to you. He’s at a loss on any lead on who the kidnapper could be. His throat started to burn and the back of his eyes began to prick, “But now I know it’s not you.”

Jaehyun swallowed hard, doing his best to keep his emotions in check. He stood up as well and smoothed out his clothes. “The police are on the case, so you don’t have to worry. It’s a private investigation so I would like to ask you to keep quiet about it.”

“How are her parents? Are they okay?”

“They’re fine, but… they don’t know she’s missing. They’re under the assumption I took her on a surprise trip out of the country.”

Kun stared at him as if he grew another head, “What?”

“I just want to know a little more about the case so I can explain it better when I tell them, okay?” He scowled, “And I’m sorry for taking up your lunch break. I’ll be on my way—”

“Jaehyun, wait,” Kun put a hand up in front of him, waiting for Jaehyun to turn back to him, “I’m not as powerful as you — I don’t have the means to go above and beyond to help, but… but you were wrong about what we have in common. What we have in common is that we’ll do anything for [Y/N] and I don’t know what I can do, but please let me know if there’s anything I can do to help.”

Jaehyun took a second to process his words before nodding, “Okay, I will… and I’d like to tell you everything that’s happened. I think you deserve that much after I came here unannounced and accused you. But for now, just stay quiet. Stay safe.”

“Sir, you have a visitor.”

Choi Hajun looked up from his laptop, annoyed at the secretary. “I’m busy.”

“B-but… it’s very important—”

“I don’t care. Tell them I don’t have time.”

“Well, you’re going to make time for me either way.” Jaehyun stepped around the secretary, who was blushing at the ground when he had put a hand on her shoulder to gently push her out of his way. “What kind of staff member for the senator has a personal office?”

The secretary scurried off, closing the door to give them privacy.

“Jung?” Hajun scoffed, sarcasm just dripping off his voice, “Jung Jaehyun? To what do I owe this pleasure? I heard you’re getting married.”

The tiniest muscle under his eye twitched at the last word but Jaehyun remained calm. He remembered why he hated him so much back in high school. He was always so loud and obnoxious, your typical rich kid who assumes he had power because his father had power. He made himself the leader of anything they did, he commanded, made decisions, and was the mastermind behind everything back then. If he hadn’t been jailed, maybe he would have tried running for a political position.

“I’m going to assume the police haven’t contacted you yet.”

“The police?” Hajun paled at this, “Why? I haven’t been doing anything! Especially nothing against you!”

He rolled his eyes, “Calm down, you idiot. Someone is after me. They hired our trusted private investigator to investigate you to get access to his other files in his office.”

“What the fuck? I’ve done nothing. Elections are coming up. The last thing I’ll ever do is get into hot water that affects my dad. He’d kill me.”

“You expect me to believe that you’ve been tame all this time? No bars? Night clubs? Strip clubs?”

“No.”

Jaehyun smirked, cocking his head to the side, “Then what did your mother pay the police district for a few months back?”

Hajun shot up from his seat, “How do you know that?”

“Your dad can’t find out because he’ll disown you, but you’ve always been a mother’s boy, huh?”

“You went through the shit the PI got for the other guy? You’re fucked up and that’s illegal!”

“Don’t raise your voice, Hajun. Do you want the rest of the office to hear and report it directly to your dad?”

“This is my office and you’re just a visitor — an uninvited one, for that matter.”

“This is your office, but clearly you’re not the one in power at the moment.” Jaehyun leaned over the desk and planted his hands firmly on the table. The action made Hajun flinch and freeze on the spot. “You and I both know who is, hyung.”

Hajun’s jaw tightened, “Just what is it you want from me, Jung?”

He smiled brightly, dimples in full display, “I just wanted to know if you know someone who could possibly be after me. Maybe you came across someone new the past few months that seemed out of the blue—”

“My circle is small now, Jung. I’m not in touch with any of the other guys from school, too. Yeah, I was at a club a few months ago, but the only reason why my mother paid the police was because the club was a drug den — I didn’t willingly do drugs! I was drugged!”

Jaehyun’s face fell and he slowly erected his back as Hajun rambled about the drugging incident. He was there, too? “Who were you with?”

“Co-workers! We came from an office dinner, and thought we’d continue the night with drinks at the club.”

When the drug raid was reported on the news, Jaehyun and Sicheng did get tested and both of them got similar results that confirmed that they were in fact drugged that night. Yuta also tested positive when they asked him. Nothing new ever came up and it seemed like they were just at the wrong place at the wrong time, so neither of them ever brought it up or looked further into it.

“Not even at work?” Jaehyun interrupted Hajun once more, this man never knew when to shut up. “You didn’t meet anyone new for work?”

“I help out with PR, but that’s it. I’m barely the PR manager. I only have an office because I’m a spoiled brat.” Hajun sat back, crossing his arms over his chest. The topic had clearly upset him but he didn’t want to dwell on it, “Look, if someone came to me looking for dirt on you, it’ll be hard to expose you without exposing myself or any of the others. But I’ll stay alert and update you if I find something suspicious.”

“Okay.” Jaehyun grabbed a notepad and pen on the table and scribbled a number down. “You can reach me using that number. I’ll be going now. Thanks for your time.”

As he reached the door, Hajun gasped and it made him glance back in curiosity.

“Wait, there was someone — I didn’t meet him, but my father did. Fuck, I can’t remember his name, but they met for business and I just thought it was weird because the dude’s company didn’t have anything remotely helpful in politic’s — but what do I know about poli—”

“Stop wasting my time and remember the guy’s name.”

Hajun grimaced at him, but shut his eyes in hopes he could remember by doing so.

Jaehyun was growing impatient and was about to turn back around to open the door until Hajun snapped his fingers.

The name that slipped past Hajun’s mouth had made Jaehyun see red.

a/n: 😇 and the villain is--

next: part 16

fund my resignation lmao

[nihyunluvskookie]

You shouldn’t have been here

 Seungcheol one shot

Pairing: Seungcheol x Fem reader

Genre: angst

Word count: 4.6K

Warnings: mention of guns, bullets, firing, losing of parents at a young age, implied death

Author’s Note: Firstly, Merry Christmas!! and here's a fic, I've been wanting to write, I finally got some time to write and completed it, this is definitely not the ideal fic to post on Christmas TT but here it is, and ofc it's mafia fic. Hope you like this~

Happy reading ~

“I’ll be back tomorrow, I love you” and she kissed him. He looked happy and so was she, “I’ll wait for you, too bad I don’t have a night shift tonight and you’re leaving. Bed would be cold without you” Seungcheol was caging her and he didn’t want her to leave. There was a hidden sadness in her face, but she looked at him with eyes full of love. “I’ll be back tomorrow Cheol, I promise I’ll be back tomorrow morning before you leave for work” and she smiled at him.

“text me or call me once you reach, okay?” he was always protective of her, but why wouldn’t he be, after all she was his wife. “I will now get some sleep” She kissed him and left.

She was driving her car and she was thinking about Seungcheol, she looked at the time, it was 08:08 pm exactly, Seungcheol’s birthday date. There was a faint smile on her face but she focused on the road.

“Would you like an upgradation from my girlfriend to my wife?” the way Seungcheol was looking at her while giving the bouquet, no words could describe how he was feeling. She was overwhelmed, but she wanted to be herself and be with him. Seungcheol was her home, her home when there was no one for her.

The moment Seungcheol knelt down, and showed her the ring, “I want you to be my wife, I want to spend my whole life with you, will you marry me?” marriage for Sihyun was something she always dreamed of but marrying the person she loves the most and actually wants to spend her whole life was something she just dreamt of or maybe something like a fever dream but happening infront of her, she was unable to say a single word, tears were threatening to fall, “Ye-Yes” it was her broken voice, Seungcheol heard her voice, and smiled at her, once he took her hand and made her wear the ring, he got up and cupped her face. “I love you so much Sihyun, I love you so much, I can’t live without you”

“I love you too Seungcheol” and he kissed her softly; he would always kiss her softly, for him, she is someone who deserves all the happiness and everything and of course him.

He suddenly lifted her up and twirled her around, “I am so happy Sihyun” he could only hear her laughs and for her, he was her whole world.

She parked the car, and took out her bag and went towards the apartment. Once she was inside, she went towards the lift and pressed the top floor button, she looked at her watch, and in a fraction of a second she was at the top floor.

She went towards the door and pressed the doorbell. “You’re here” Sihyun smiled at Hanuel, “Come inside”

Sihyun stepped inside, and took off her heels then went straight towards the living room. “Want to eat something?” Sihyun shook her head, she was in a conflict in her mind, and in deep thoughts about Seungcheol, “No, I already had dinner with Seungcheol”

“I see, how is he doing?”

“He is good.” Haneul sat facing her, “Is something bothering you?”

Sihyun wasn’t a big opener about her problems, the only person she trusted a lot was Seungcheol, beside that sharing her problems with anyone else felt like a burden to her at times but then she could always use the company of Hanuel and Seungmin. “I don’t know” and she sighed, Hanuel looked at her, Sihyun was always lost in deep thoughts nowadays, it’s been months but she wasn’t opening up, maybe Seungmin knew about it.

“Sihyun if you don’t say what’s the matt-”

“I think Seungcheol was doubting me somewhere but why would he?”

“He’s doubting you?” Sihyun nodded, “Did he drop any hints?” Sihyun nodded. “And these things are making me doubt him, I wonder what is he doing and what not, I never felt like this all these eight years, everything was going smoothly but why now? when everything is going so smoothly. Seungcheol was that person in my life, who taught me how to trust but now? if one single thing happens and falls apart, it’s all over.”

“Don’t worry too much, he won’t know and you’ve a reason Sihyun. You’re not hurting him or something, it’s you. You love him, you can never wish for his downfall.”

“But Hanuel if what I am thinking is true then why would he lie to me, I need to know him, his intentions, I can’t take any betrayal after all these years I spent with him”

“You’re overthinking Sihyun, Seungcheol is not that kind of guy, who would lie to you for so long.”

“But Seungmin? He can never be wrong, and he always tells me the things he found out, if what me and Seungmin are thinking are true then I would be making myself a fool infront of my whole team and family.”

“Don’t overthink too much, Sihyun. Be the way you are.” Sihyun sighed and looked at the time, today it took her almost two hours to come here. “I need to change and then we will leave. Inform Seungmin to come here, and I will go in his car, I can’t risk taking my car this time not after Seungcheol’s car passed through the same place and we were almost about to cross eachother’s path that night”

“Okay” saying that Sihyun took her bag and went to Hanuel’s bedroom to change her clothes.

Once she was inside, she started changing her clothes, a black dress, a black leather jacket, black boots, and a small pendent. She did her makeup lightly and looked at the mirror. “Sihyun, what are you doing?” “This is all for the people who left you alone”

The look was giving her an intimidating vibe; which was enough to let people know this is how a leader should behave. Once she was done with her hair, tying it up in a low ponytail, she came out of the room only to see Seungmin sitting on the couch.

“Are you ready for tonight?” Seungmin asked and she nodded, “Always have to be ready. Is everyone ready?” he nodded, “Everything’s ready and everyone is on their way. And everything is inside my car.”

“Perfect. We need to get this either way.”

“Don’t worry, everything will go your way, and I don’t think they will find us today as well, we’ve been eluding them till now without any problem and today’s a big day for us.”

“Seungmin, we can’t overlook the fact that Seungcheol’s car passed through the same place that night, and last time, it was barely three minutes difference and I cannot risk it again.”

“But you said he is staying home, right?” Seungmin looked serious, Seungcheol was one reason everyone was stressed, “Yes”

“So, don’t worry Sihyun, nothing will go wrong and it’s our day today.” Sihyun was stressed but she couldn’t show it infront of Haneul. She smiled at her, “Yes, let’s get going. We need to reach by midnight and since it will take time, let’s go now.”

They were ready and went down to the basement, Sihyun got inside Seungmin’s car and Hanuel took hers. “Can I drive Seungmin?”

“Do you want to blow off some steam tonight?” Sihyun smiled, Seungmin being her right-handed man, always knew, how driving was her way to release stress and it’s rare for them to go hit the racing circuit after she got married, most of the time spending time with Seungcheol would take away her stress or at times it would be Seungcheol who would make love and Sihyun could never deny him because he always gave her the best cuddles after that and the sleep would be the best one.

“Once we are done with the deal, I’ll let you drive” and Seungmin started the car, “since you’re going back to your husband’s arms tomorrow morning. I know you, can’t even stay away from him Sihyun; you love him so much and it shows it on your face.”

“But sometimes I feel this is wrong, carrying out the whole gang and then going back to his arms as if nothing happened. Sometimes I feel like I will pay the price for being the leader and being happy.”

“You’re doing this for your people Sihyun, never blame yourself and you have every right to be happy. You chose Seungcheol because you love him but you didn’t abandon us so doesn’t matter. You are happy.”

“You know, yesterday we went to meet Jeonghan and his wife, and when I saw Seungcheol holding their little angel in his arms, I realized how badly I want Seungcheol to be the father of our child.” Seungmin stopped the car in the traffic and looked at Sihyun, Sihyun looked like she was somewhere in her own world. The love for Seungcheol was something that always made her weak whenever it came to work, her work was dangerous, and her life was dangerous but living with Seungcheol she was always afraid, of leaving him and what’s coming for her next. She can’t risk everything but she is risking everything because of him after all.

They entered their house and Seungcheol locked the door, “Seungcheol” Sihyun’s voice was barely audible, she was about to go upstairs to their bedroom but she stopped but still didn’t face Seungcheol, she was hesitating, she never felt like this. Till date she always felt having kids is something she can never think about, being a mother and the thoughts of parenting always haunted her and specially after thinking how she saw her family getting killed infront of her eyes, when she was barely nine years. She was reminded of what is her work and whatever is she going to say had the power to flip her whole world upside down. Because one mistake from her side and it’s all over.

She felt Seungcheol’s steps approaching her, soon he wrapped his arms around her waist, “What happened my love?” Sihyun was deep in her thoughts, how would Seungcheol react and what if the past that happened with her repeats? Seungcheol knew she lost her family when she was nine years old but he doesn’t know why. Seungcheol knew her but at the same time he didn’t. “Sihyun” his voice was low, and he rested his head on her head, Sihyun turned around to look at him, “Cheol”

“Yes my love?” and that was it. ‘my love’

“A thought crossed my mind today when you were holding Jeonghan and Luna’s lil angel Mirae, I wondered how would you look holding a lil angel who looked like you, your eyes, your dimples, your smile” a smile spread on Sihyun’s face, “Even I want our little angel to look like you.” Sihyun’s eyes widened in the realization of what he had said, “What do you-” Before she could say anything, he kissed her. Seungcheol always wanted Sihyun’s approval in this matter, he always dreamt of holding their baby that’s why he waited till Sihyun said it. He had faith in Sihyun she would be a good mother and they would make nice parents.

“Looks like my baby is finally ready to take the next step” he looked at her and said, Sihyun was unable to say anything, “I was waiting for you to say” Sihyun realized how much Seungcheol respected her. “I love you so much” and she kissed him, and pulled herself back. Seungcheol held Sihyun shoulder and his other hand was holding her cheeks; he leaned closer and Sihyun could see what he was going to do next. He kissed her and her hands traveled from his shoulder to his neck, Seungcheol pulled her closer and she parted, “I love you too” and kissed her again. Seungcheol parted after they were out of breath and he picked her up in his arms “Let’s make you feel how much I love you” Sihyun smiled at him and buried her head in his embrace

“What did he say?” She looked at Seungmin, who was looking at her, “Even I want our little angel to look like you”

“Isn’t that good?” Seungmin’s voice was low, “You know what happened with my family and why, I am scared Seungmin, I am scared of what’s coming, and having a baby, I can, I want to with Seungcheol, I want to have our own small little family but the fear is still there. And I don’t want my baby anywhere near my work. I don’t want my baby to find out who I am which is impossible Seungmin and then there are chances of everyone getting targeted.” Sihyun sighed

“Don’t stress too much about it Sihyun” Sihyun smiled at Seungmin.

Soon, they reached and Seungmin parked the car. “Everything’s at the back seat” Sihyun nodded and went to check everything at the back seat. “Are the guns loaded?” Seungmin nodded, Sihyun took her gun and kept it with her. “Let’s try not to kill anyone tonight. I don’t want anyone interrupting our deal” Seungmin nodded and they saw Hanuel’s car parking. Hanuel came out of her car with her gun in her hand. Seungmin was holding a briefcase and they all went inside the warehouse.

“Everyone’s ready with everything?” the whole gang was there and they nodded, “Yes ma’am” There was the seat of Sihyun, she was walking gracefully with Seungmin, her right-handed man. Hanuel stepped back and stayed as the incharge of everyone. “Everyone’s safety should be the priority along with our deal, okay?”

“Yes ma’am”

“When are they coming Hanuel?” Sihyun took a seat and asked her, “They are almost here.”

“Good” Once they are in their work mood, there’s no friendship, it’s work relationship. That’s how Sihyun taught herself to handle the whole mafia gangs, she was the leader. Her identity was hidden, she was living a normal life without exposing her identity of mafia leader. She was the leader of Mafia and she handled everything with Seungmin.

“They’re here.” Hanuel said.

Sihyun crossed her legs and nodded, “Let the boss in and everyone stay outside. You too Hanuel.”

“But-” Hanuel was surprised because Sihyun never did this, “I said, OUT EVERYONE.”

“Okay ma’am” Seungmin was with Sihyun, “What’s wrong?”

“I want this deal to be just between us, no interruption Seungmin, I do not want anyone else inside and we can’t let our guards down, no matter what”

Once everyone was outside, it was just Sihyun and Seungmin; the other gang leader entered the warehouse, he was with his man. “Looks like you wanted only me tonight?” Sihyun wasn’t liking the way this man was talking to her, being the leader and a woman she knew, how she could be treated by other leaders but Seungmin was always there by her side, and never let these men get her. Last time a man talked down with Sihyun, Seungmin lost his clam but Sihyun killed him, that’s when there was almost a war because Sihyun killed an underboss.

“Did you forget how I killed him and do you want to be the next guy, who wants to get killed by my precious gun?” there was a smirk on her face.

The guy had his hands up, “Okay, I surrender, I am here for money and you’re here for your weapons, once the deal is done, it’s over”

“Good, come and take a seat.” Sihyun smiled. The man came and took a seat opposite to her, it was the leader of Kwon gang. One of the top gangs and also a ruthless one.

Once they showed each other, whatever they need, Sihyun checked the weapons and Seungmin showed the money. “Looks like this weapon deal is done” the guy had a smirk, and Sihyun smiled, “Yes” she took a pause and leaned towards him, “But always remember not to mess up with my people, I won’t hesitate to kill you and your members next time I see them killing any of my man or trying to hack our systems” Sihyun looked intensely at him, “Okay?”

“Well, you can’t order around like that Kim Sihyun” she had a smirk, “Of course I can, because all of my men are outside, and your people are already taken down. That’s what you pay for trying to hack our system and killing two of my men”

“Are you out of your mind?” she smiled at him, “I wish I was, but that’s how you handle double-faced people. Now get up and walk away, and remember not to mess up with me” he got up and at the same time, Sihyun and Seungmin heard Hanuel’s voice in their in-ear “Seungcheol and a team is almost here, get out of this place with Sihyun. RIGHT NOW.”

“Leave, they are here.” By the time, Sihyun’s voice was heard, everything turned upside down in a second, “Do not wait for me, leave. LEAVE HANUEL, TAKE EVERYONE AWAY I WANT EVERYONE TO BE SAFE.” Sihyun threw her in-ear and looked at Seungmin, “You take everything and leave first”

“No”

“I said, LEAVE.”

“I REFUSE KIM SIHYUN”

“THIS IS AN ORDER” By the time she could say one more word, she heard the door open and she pushed Seungmin, “If you ever cared about me, then leave” and that was it, Seungmin had no choice, and Sihyun didn’t know what was she going to do?

Surrender to Seungcheol? When she doesn’t even know why is he here?

To prove herself right that Seungcheol was lying to her and is an undercover agent?

That Seungcheol was the following her?

“Hands up” and then she heard her husband’s voice. And Seungmin couldn’t leave because of his loyalty, no matter how much Sihyun pushed him away. She could recognize his footsteps, and they were getting closer.

She saw him holding a gun and she was standing there face to face with him. Never in her nightmare, she was prepared for a day like this, standing face to face with Seungcheol and him pointing a gun towards her.

“What are you doing here? You shouldn’t have been here.” He screamed, the anger was visible on his face, he was pointing his gun toward her and in a second, everyone was pointing a gun towards her, “Lower your guns, not a single bullet should be fired and no one should hurt her or I will shoot you myself” his voice was stern, Sihyun rarely saw Seungcheol being pissed but today was something else, it was a blow-off for both of them. No one dared to speak a single word, “But sir-”

“STAND DOWN I SAID” Seungcheol’s voice almost made her flinch, but her expression stayed the same.

“So? Sihyun, how long have you been lying to me about everything?” he asked, his voice was almost unrecognizable to himself, she couldn’t answer and it was very evident that Seungcheol was pissed. She didn’t have any answer, “You also lied to me Seungcheol” and then she looked at him, directly in his eyes. No one had any answer, both were doing their own job, and falling in love was something that was never in their plan and how worse it could be that, the case Seungcheol was assigned and Sihyun was the mastermind and leader of everything. It was her job to protect her team and familia but it was his job to take her down, how could the universe be so cruel?

The pain and hurt were visible in his eyes, he wanted to prove himself wrong tonight, it’s been more than years since Seungcheol was assigned this thing, and he was an undercover agent. He was feeling cheated on his trust, he almost had a fight with his vice-team leader about Sihyun being the leader and he said he would prove them wrong tonight that’s why he lied to Sihyun about going out.

But here he is, standing face to face gun pointed towards his own wife, who was a ruthless gang leader. How could he do this to his own wife?

“You shouldn’t have been here SIHYUN” his screams weren’t helping him at all. There was just silence, no one spoke a single word.

“You shouldn’t have been here not after all this” Seungcheol’s mind wasn't working at all, looking at his wife as the person who was behind all this, she was the prime suspect but he was in denial and now that she is standing infront of him, he was more than shocked and angry.

“Seungcheol, remember I love you but for once in my life, I am going to choose my job” and she took out her loaded gun and pointed at him. Sihyun had no choice. “Let him leave and I will be the one here” Seungcheol, never said no to his wife, for him she was always the priority but he couldn’t even let his emotions take over him right now, he was on his duty. “If I let him go then what are you going to do Sihyun?” if her eyes could tell him how hurt she was when she heard her own name, she wasn’t used to this Seungcheol. “I am the one, you need.” She took a pause and looked at Seungmin, “Let him go.”

“Bring him” Another officer went to bring Seungmin, he was holding Seungmin. “Leave him” Seungcheol agreed and Seungmin had to walk away from the warehouse, Seungcheol knew what he was doing, he was trying to make Sihyun vulnerable and he had his team all over this place, once Seungmin stepped out of this warehouse, he is going to be caught by the officers and he would be taken away from this place.

“Now, put that gun down. You cannot leave this place” she shook her head, “I won’t and mind it, by the time you take me down, everyone would be gone, I saved my members already.” Sihyun’s eyes never looked away from Seungcheol’s eyes, there was a tension only they knew. “I gave you my heart already and there’s nothing left to give you anymore. My love, my heart and my whole life, it’s all yours. The day I realised I was in love, I knew what I was signing up for, the love the betrayal. I kept myself prepared for the day, maybe someone will ask me to surrender for being the leader but, never in my wildest nightmare I imagined you, that you would be here as the officer and telling me to put my gun down?”

“Why would you lie about yourself Seungcheol?” she was hurt, he knew she was hurt. It was his mission, he couldn’t even share this even after getting married, he wanted this mission to be over so that he could tell Sihyun and be happy. Seungcheol was feeling betrayed but on the other hand Sihyun was also feeling betrayed, both were on their duty and the crime of being in love and married to eachother was enough to tear them apart. “I love you Seungcheol and I can give up on my life for you but I can’t betray my family and knowing how they weren’t even my blood but someone I could call my family. And after knowing how much me and my people had to go through, I can’t step back. Do you want to know who made me like this?” Sihyun’s eyes were speaking, Sihyun never opened up totally with her past and Seungcheol was always waiting for her to say it without forcing her. “You and your organization” she had a tight smile “They didn’t take a single step when our family was killed. My own family died infront of my eyes, I never told you, how but my family was killed infront of my eyes when I was just nine years. And the people you’re working with, you call them justice?” she let out a smirk, remembering how she still gets the nightmare of her family getting killed infront of her, it was another reason why she afraid to be with Seungcheol. “It turned a blind eye and that was it.”

“I was alone until I found you.” all the memories of Seungcheol felt like a flashback to her.

“Seungcheol” she took a deep breath, she wanted to be calm and say everything that’s inside her but her heart was beating like crazy because she was nervous. “Your smile heals me. You make me happy and I admire you a lot. You helped me to find a home, a home I can always return back to. I want to give you all the love, more than you deserve. I call you, ‘My Seungcheol’ because you are everything to me. Love is not just a word I can use to describe you, you are a feeling, an emotion for me, you always give me a heart-warming feeling that no one else can ever give to me. You are my own Seungcheol. I will never keep a secret from you and will stay with you in all your happiness and sadness. I am ready to share my life with you and take one more step towards us. I love you too”

Once the exchange of rings was over, the priest then asked, “Do you Choi Seungcheol take Kim Sihyun, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to share your life openly, standing with her in sickness and in health, in joy and in sorrow, in hardship and in ease to cherish and love forever more?” her eyes were fixed on Seungcheol, and she heard “I Do” it felt like her whole world stopped for him. He smiled at her, his dimples. Another reason she never wanted to let go of him.

The priest turned to Sihyun, “Do you Kim Sihyun take Choi Seungcheol, to be your lawfully wedded husband, to share your life openly, standing with her in sickness and in health, in joy and in sorrow, in hardship and in ease to cherish and love forever more?” She took a deep breath and replied, “I do”

“You may now kiss your Bride”

The kiss was one overwhelming one and it had so many emotions in them. She couldn’t believe she made this decision, this was the second decision she made for herself. She was happy, she could feel the happiness, just for today she wanted to be the girl she wanted to be, forgetting about her duties as a leader. She wanted to be just ‘Seungcheol’s Wife’

“Why would you do this Sihyun? Why? Was everything a lie?” Seungcheol couldn’t process anything, everything Sihyun told him yesterday about have a little one and being a happy family was coming back to him as a flashback.

“You’re my happiness and my home but seems like at the end of the day you would also leave me. You knew everything about me Seungcheol except one fact, I am the leader you’ve been looking for since years, even before we met, if only I knew this is how it was going to end then I wouldn’t have met you” by this time, Sihyun was tearing up, it reminded of all the best memories Seungcheol gave her. How her life was beautiful after meeting him, “I love you but I hate your organization and now that I know you’re the one who was handling my case, I can’t even hate you. It all fell down.”

“I always had a motto, and that was to ‘die with dignity’” and with that the grip around her gun got tighter, “Thankyou Seungcheol for all these amazing seven years, I love you” and she fired.

The moment the bullet was fired, Seungcheol moved from his place but his bullet hit her right there and against his will he realized he shot her.

“Sihyun” was the last thing she heard before falling into the floor.

And the very next day, it was Seungcheol who received the award standing infront of the whole crowd, he was holding the trophy. He gave his speech and only he knew how much it was hurting. Only he knew, how he saw his wife dying, the tears that were threatening to fall, didn’t deserve to fall. It was the pain of losing his wife, his support system, his love, and the person he trusted the most, but then what is even trust?

He was the one who shot his wife and here he is being awarded for that.

All the dreams died down the moment she took her last breath infront of him saying she still loved him even after this.

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Sihyeon- SLAY lives ☆

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Sihyun Kim - The Precious Message, 2023

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Park Seonghwa : Memory (Part 4/4)

Pairing : Park Seonghwa (Ateez) and named character (Yoon Si-yeol)

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Sihyun : I knew this would happen someday. It's all going to get worse now, seonghwa.

Seonghwa was sitting limp against the hospital chair outside the room the doctors had taken siyeol into, his eyes once again blank. Seonghwa had no idea how to feel, scared? Maybe worried? Hurt? Whatever it was, he could only feel numb at the moment.

Sihyun : seonghwa, are you even listening?

Seonghwa : I want to meet her when she wakes up. Even if it's for the last time, I want to see her again. Alone.

Sihyun : are you sure you want that?

Seonghwa nodded, his hands clenched. He needed to face this, he had to stop running away from this. Sihyun nodded, letting out a sigh as he said

Sihyun : fine. But if I hear something that causes worry, I will let myself in.

Seonghwa looked up as the door to siyeol's room opened, doctors stepping out of it. Seonghwa stood up, walking up towards them as he asked

Seonghwa : she's fine…right?

Doctor : very. She's gotten her memories back, at last.

Seonghwa let out a shaky breath, looking away in part relief.

Sihyun : go in then, seonghwa. See my sister.

Seonghwa looked at sihyun as he gave him one last nod before stepping away with the doctors to talk about technical matters. Seonghwa let out a breath and opened the door to her room, stepping inside as his eyes landed on siyeol who was sitting up on her hospital bed while looking at the window. As soon as she heard the door opening her head turned, her widened eyes staring at seonghwa.

Siyeol : n-no.

Seonghwa : siyeol.

Siyeol : I don't want to see you.

Seonghwa stepped forward, trying not to break down at the look she was giving him.

Siyeol : why the hell are you here? You lied to me, you took advantage of me when I was at my lowest, seonghwa!

Seonghwa : I came here to apologize, for everything I've done.

Siyeol scoffed, looking away.

Seonghwa : I was being selfish. No matter what, I shouldn't have treated you the way I did before the accident happened. I should've given you the love you deserved, and repaid the things you did for me. But I didn't, I was terrible to you. And even after you lost your memories, I should've stayed away from you. It is all my fault, and I'm sorry for it.

Siyeol stared at seonghwa as he stepped forward, bringing his hands to the back of his neck before removing the necklace that hung around his neck. The necklace that siyeol had given him for their first anniversary, almost a decade ago. A necklace siyeol thought seonghwa had forgotten about.

Seonghwa placed it onto siyeol's hand with his trembling ones, looking at it as he said

Seonghwa : you said I was your curse, that you wanted me to go away. Now I will. The past few months, I stayed because I thought I should try to correct the countless mistakes that I had made in the past. But not anymore.

Seonghwa looked up at siyeol with teary eyes, giving her a small smile before saying

Seonghwa : whether you believe it or not, you were everything to me, yoon siyeol. There has never been a moment in my life that I haven't thought of you. I loved you, I love you, and I always will.

Seonghwa turned around and left before siyeol could say anything, tears streaming down his cheeks as he rushed out of the hospital.

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Siyeol : he's left me again, hyun-ah.

Sihyun looked up as siyeol stared at the food in front of her with unhappy eyes, the glow all gone now. Just as seonghwa was.

Sihyun : didn't you want him to leave, noona?

Siyeol : he didn’t even listen to what I had to say before leaving. Yes, I didn’t want to see him at that particular point of time but I didn’t say I never wanted to see him ever again, did I? he never listens.

Sihyun : so? Are you going to go after him?

Siyeol sighed, leaning back against her hospital bed before saying

Siyeol : he was a completely different person to me after my accident, sihyun-ah. What if…what if that's the real him?

Sihyun : and what if it isn't?

Siyeol : then I guess I'll just have to find out.

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2 days later :

Siyeol was just checking to see if she had left any of her items behind in her hospital room when a nurse stepped inside, bowing at siyeol.

Siyeol : yes?

??? : if you do not mind, can we talk for a few minutes?

Siyeol nodded, standing straight as she looked at the nurse.

??? : park seonghwa-shi, he's your boyfriend, right?

Siyeol blinked her eyes, not really knowing herself whether that was the label seonghwa had in her life.

??? : boyfriend or not, I understand you have complications between you. But I wanted you to know this, when…the day you were brought in to this same hospital the night of your accident, that man was in complete ruins. I cannot even begin to explain the effect your accident had on him for the first two weeks, miss. He was…I've never seen someone so broken in my living of 55 years.

Siyeol looked away, small tears in her eyes.

??? : do you know you saved him from death the moment you opened your eyes?

Siyeol looked up at the nurse with wide eyes, shocked. The nurse sighed as she said

??? : he was about to jump off the roof, thinking that maybe if he died you'd come back to life.

Tears streamed down siyeol's eyes, his necklace held tight in her hands as she felt it's edge press onto her palm painfully.

??? : he loves you, miss. And I hope you could, if anything, tell him that his life is worth more than what he thinks it is.

The nurse smiled as she stepped forward, patting siyeol's shoulder before saying

??? : you are lucky to have someone like him, just as he is lucky to have you.

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3 weeks later :

Siyeol drove her car faster towards the place she knew seonghwa would've gone to, desperate to find him. It had been 3 weeks since she got discharged from the hospital, 3 weeks since she'd been trying to find seonghwa. She had gone to his house, his other house, his parent's house, his old friend's house, and seonghwa had been nowhere. Then she went around hotels, trying to see whether he was there. He wasn't. and then siyeol had finally gone to the airport, to ask whether anyone by the name of Park Seonghwa had booked a flight. And sure enough, he had. To Busan.

And so siyeol was now going to an estate she knew that seonghwa owned here, one that had been passed down to him by his father. Seonghwa had only told her about this place briefly, she had never actually gone there.

But she knew where it was located, and that was more than enough.

Siyeol soon parked her car next to his estate, stepping out of it as she looked around the huge manor that was a few feets away from her, a huge garden surrounding it. This place was beautiful, why had seonghwa never brought her here?

Siyeol stepped into the estate since the gate was already open, walking towards the huge main door before finally ringing the bell. Siyeol waited for at least 5 minutes before the door finally opened, revealing a…was this really seonghwa?

His hair seemed to have grown a lot within the past month, his eyes swollen and his lips chapped. He looked like a mess. Seonghwa stepped back as he realized who was standing in front of him, a gasp falling from his lips.

Seonghwa : si-siyeol?

Siyeol : seonghwa, are you alright?

Seonghwa quickly stepped forward, trying to close the door. But siyeol put her foot in between before he could, blocking seonghwa.

Seonghwa : no, you have to leave.

Siyeol : hear me out first-

Seonghwa : no we ended things, siyeol!

Siyeol finally managed to push herself inside, the door banging shut behind her. Seonghwa stared at her while breathing heavily, his eyes already glossy.

Seonghwa : why do you wish to keep torturing me? Have I been that bad? For you to keep beating me up like this, IT HURTS SIYEOL! I…I can't keep doing-

Siyeol : please, listen to me. You've never once listened to me, seonghwa. At least do it now.

Seonghwa looked away, his lips pressed together.

Siyeol : this isn’t all your fault, seonghwa, you have to stop blaming yourself like this.

Seonghwa chuckled dryly, shaking his head before saying

Seonghwa : don't sympathize with me now, siyeol.

Siyeol : this isn't sympathy, this is love.

Seonghwa : love? What love? You said I was a curse to you, a nightmare. And now you're saying you love me?

Siyeol : I said all that in that moment of anger, seonghwa. I never meant them.

Seonghwa : well you were right, then. Which is why you need to stay away from me.

Siyeol : I'm not going to do that any longer. You can keep pushing me away, keep running from me, but I will chase you down until the end of time. Until you understand that I love you.

Seonghwa : you're sure about that? That you will love me no matter what happens?

Siyeol nodded firmly. Seonghwa let out a breath, bringing his hands to the buttons of his shirt before tearing them apart. Siyeol flinched, her eyes widening as it ran along the scars littered through seonghwa's body. Burnt marks, scratches, cigarette burns, she couldn't even understand where a few of them had come from.

Siyeol : o-oh my god.

Seonghwa looked at siyeol with teary eyes, his lips trembling.

Seonghwa : this is what I am. This is what I've been trying to hide since the beginning.

Siyeol was going to kill the person who did this to him.

Siyeol : no. who did this to you.

Seonghwa : does it matter? Would you really wanna be with a man that is scarred like this? Is this what you wanna live with for the rest of your life, siyeol?

Siyeol : you think a few scars are going to change my love for you, seonghwa? Do you think of me as that shallow?

Seonghwa : GOD, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU YOON SIYEOL!

Siyeol : I LOVE YOU, SEONGHWA! AND I DO NOT CARE IF YOUR ENTIRE BODY IS COVERED IN THESE MARKS, I WILL ALWAYS FUCKING LOVE YOU.

Seonghwa sobbed, stepping back as his hands came up to his face. Siyeol stepped forward as she said

Siyeol : who did this to you, I'm going to kill them.

Seonghwa shook his head, there was no use.

Seonghwa : it's in the past.

Siyeol : you are my past, my present and my future. Anyone that hurt you, deserves to be punished for it, seonghwa. So tell me who it is.

Seonghwa : stop doing this.

Siyeol brought her hand forward, making seonghwa flinch as he shook his head and stepped back.

Siyeol : let me touch you.

Seonghwa : no.

Siyeol : please, seonghwa. Why won’t you trust me?

Seonghwa : I can’t do this again, not when you're going to leave-

Siyeol : I will not leave. Have I ever left you before? Wasn't it always you who left me? While we were dating in the beginning, after the accident, and even a few weeks ago, you're the one who kept leaving me.

Seonghwa : then why are you still here!

Siyeol : because I refuse to give up on you.

Seonghwa let out an exasperated breath, his hands clenching as he looked away in pain. Siyeol stepped closer to him, holding her hand out before whispering

Siyeol : please, let me.

Seonghwa stared at siyeol before taking her hand in his, pulling her towards him and hugging her. He cried against her shoulders, his entire body crumbling under her.

Seonghwa : please save me. I can't…I can't even sleep anymore, yeol-ah. I don’t know how to live anymore, please help me.

Siyeol sniffled before running her hands along seonghwa's greasy hair, not caring one bit about anything except him.

Siyeol : it's okay, I've got you now. Everything's going to be fine, love.

Seonghwa held onto her tighter, nuzzling his head into her neck.

Siyeol : your scars are perfect to me, hwa. It's proof of how much you've gone through, how strong you are. You went through all of that alone, despite having people beside you. And that I can understand, wanting to go through pain alone so that you don't affect your loved one's happiness. But I'm here for you whenever you need me, baby. You don't ever have to hide yourself from me because I'll always love you for who you are.

Seonghwa pulled back as siyeol smiled and moved his long bangs away from his teary face, kissing his cheek softly.

Siyeol : you're mine to love, mine to protect. And all the pain that you have, I'll take it any day any time.

Seonghwa : you'll never leave me, then?

Siyeol : if you promise to never leave me.

Seonghwa gave her a small smile, nodding his head. Siyeol looked around the manor, it's largeness almost shocking her. But the more she looked around, the more she came to a decision.

Siyeol : shall we live here now?

Seonghwa looked at siyeol in confusion.

Siyeol : seoul has been painful for the both of us, it's been a hard chapter. But this place, this home, it's devoid of any emotions. It has space that we can fill with new memories. It's a wonderful estate, and Busan will be a fresh start for the both of us. Shall we move in here, hwa?

Seonghwa smiled, looking around the place as he hummed

Seonghwa : wherever you go, I will follow happily, yeol-ie.

Siyeol chuckled, leaning forward and pecking seonghwa's lips before whispering

Siyeol : I rather like your long hair, let it stay.

Seonghwa giggled, feeling free for the first time since years.

Siyeol : however, I need to get you cleaned. I love you, but you smell terrible right now.

Seonghwa : whatever you say, my lady.

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[kiofkissy]

NATTY X SIHYUN HADA

[webtoonscreenshots]

I Met the Male Lead in Prison, by Moon Sihyun and Hyeseong

[rngyis]

fractured bonds.

cw ;; none

Kit sat on the edge of the couch, her hands gently cradling her stomach. Her apartment was quiet, save for the TV playing light Christmas music, until the sound of her phone vibrating against the glass of her coffee table broke her wandering thoughts. She glanced at the screen, seeing a text from her brother. 

I told them, Kit. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. They’re coming, I couldn’t stop them. They’re really mad.

She felt her heart clench, anxiety immediately creeping over her. She couldn’t remember the last time that she had spoken to her parents, not since before he happened to her. Sooner than she had expected, a loud knock on the door boomed through her quiet apartment. Before she could even take a step towards it, a foreign yet familiar voice sounded from the other side. Her father’s voice was unmistakeable through the wood. Funnily enough, it sounded the exact same from the last time they had seen each other. Rough, angry. Laced with pure disgust.

“Yoo Ryangyi! Open this door! We need to talk. Now!”

Her palms were slick with sweat as she slowly walked toward the door, each one of her steps feeling heavier than the last. She straightened her shoulders, doing her best to put on a neutral facade before she swung it open, three people coming into view. Her mother, face pale and tight with fury, had her arms crossed in front of her chest as though bracing for some sort of impact. Her father, a wall of anger and disappointment, stood beside her, and behind the pair was Sihyun, looking more uncomfortable and apologetic than she had ever seen him.

“Ryangyi,” her father’s voice was low, dangerous. “You ran away with a man—who was old enough to be your father. And now...” He trailed off, unable to finish the sentence. She knew he was at a loss for words. Her mother’s eyes were red, and Kit saw the tremor in her lips before she spoke. “We thought you were better than this, even after what you did— we never thought,” Her voice broke slightly as she added, “Do you have any idea what you’ve done? You managed to shame us even more. How is that possible?”

Kit flinched, her eyes welling with tears. She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out, the words tangled up in the knot of anger that choked her. She looked at Sihyun, his eyes filled with guilt, shoulders hunched as though he’d just committed a crime. 

“I didn’t mean to tell them,” Sihyun muttered, barely above a whisper. “But they... they found out. It was an accident..” His eyes looked at Kit for some kind of reassurance, and as much as she wanted to give it to him, she couldn’t bring herself to say anything. To do anything. The weight of it all was too much. She could feel the old wounds opening again, the ache of being abandoned—first by her parents, then by the man who had promised her the world. She knew Sihyun wouldn’t ever do this to her on purpose, but she couldn’t help but feel defeated. Her parents continued anyway. 

“Do you even know who the father is?” Her father spat, taking a step toward her. His face was twisted in disgust. “You probably got knocked up by a stranger, didn’t you?”

Ryangyi’s breath hitched, the emotional agony beginning to rise in her throat. She wanted to scream, to tell them to get out, that if they hadn’t cared before, they had no right to care now. They stood there, watching her, expecting her to say something. What felt like hours passed before she finally managed a handful of words. 

“He’s not a stranger,” Kit whispered, her voice trembling. “He... he just… ”

“You’re eight months pregnant, Ryangyi. Eight months! What the hell is wrong with you?!” Her mothers shrill voice pierced through the apartment, causing the girl to physically take a step back as her tears finally broke. Sihyun took a step towards her, only for their father’s arm to shoot out to stop him. 

“You are not our daughter. You were a mistake.” His words hung in the air, the only sound being a soft piano rendition of Silent Night coming from behind the family, and for a moment, Kit saw the faintest flicker of something—regret? Sadness?—in her mother’s eyes. But it was quickly replaced by coldness. 

“You did this, Ryangyi. Not us.”

Kit nodded, the ache in her chest lingering. No further words were shared, as her parents turned, exiting her residence. The door clicked softly behind them, and she looked at Sihyun standing in his spot, eyes wide, but silent. He wasn’t angry—at least, not at her—but he didn’t know how to fix any of this. No one did.

Sihyun stepped forward, and without a word, he wrapped his arms around her. She leaned into his embrace, resting her head on his shoulder.

“I'm sorry, Kit,” he whispered, his voice full of regret.

She closed her eyes, trying to steady her breath. “It’s not your fault, Sihyun. It’s never been your fault...” The warmth of his hug was the only comfort she had left, the xonly thing that seemed to make the ache bearable. He was, as he always has been, the only family she needed.

[hjnxx]

what vibe are you going for?? aisha and sihyun are different so it's hard to tell what micha's visual vibe is

aisha was my first pick in building micha because i was originally going for visuals over her actual character ,, thousand yard stare and striking eyes that pierce your soul. someone who is more appreciated for her looks over her talent was the rough draft for micha’s character . i admit i didn’t really have a firm grasp on who micha was when aisha was her fc …..

but with sihyeon, it’s very talent up front. someone who drives herself into the ground over and over to prove a point. but to who? she’s not ready to admit that she still harbors anger from her childhood and that it’s the fuel that drives her to her limit everyday, and what it would look like after facing the source of said anger. like i saw her face and went. that is the face of a girl who is struggling internally but still pushes on regardless because she was taught looking weak makes you vulnerable. that is the face of someone who danced for years for someone else’s approval.

this is my micha ! refuses to be addressed by her given name ! had to stop dancing at one point because she injured herself doing the very thing she’s been doing her whole life ! doesn’t know where her need for approval from one specific person ends and her love for dance begins !