#TAEHYUN LET ME GO DAMNIT

[koqabear]

no because. pretty privilege fucked me ALLL THE WAY UP. down to icky being one of the songs listed, california gurls (i am in fact. from here), then queencard (I LOVE THIS SONG! it's one of the ones my friend and i were synced with), AND AND yeah. as always i really loved your writing, i think i might be a little rusty from not having sent an ask or compliment and review in a while so i feel like there's not much i can say right now 💔 i still loved it all the same though!

also I think i really love reading bimbo mc too, which is funny because i'm kind of nothing like her but damn! i wish my skull was a little empty like that... there's just something about having a very cute boy do all the thinking and talking for you n just having to sit there and look cute that's very . Like i think that's what does it for me (also bc. the degradation that follows it. EHEHEHEHEH) and that's just sooo not progressive but whatever we're having fun!

speaking of that! THE. The the the "Oh, you didn't know?" pause. ... "you never know, dumb little thing." OHHHDJDJDJFJSOFHSHJFENBE I was giggling and kicking my feet and shit like yeah... ur right 💗

also, off topic but not really, i kind of pictured pretty privilege's mc as like a gyaru? still a bimbo but like the description just reminded me of gyarus, specifically ganguro's style and like the ones from galspolice or trancegals and i thought it was interesting how even though mc is still a bimbo, there's just so many different ways you can go about bimbo and hyperfeminine fashion because for hey emo boy! mc was like... y2k and still somewhat alternative from what i remember? unless i just made that up then ISHFHRJF but knowing that you have another in the works has left me very curious because god. I just love clothes i dont know. — ml 👩🏻‍🏫💗

thank you sm ahhhh !!!!! I was listening to California gurls all throughout me writing the main story, but when I got to the smut I was like…. Lemme switch it up a little. (Also, queencard is also on the playlist I listened to while writing this, it’s such a fun and camp song!!)

no bc. It’s rlly not progressive to want a cute boy do everything for me while I just sit back and look pretty but damn… it is the dream! (Idk why that trope just suits Taehyun sm, but I feel like he’d be the type to have that dynamic with his partner… like… just relax and he’ll take care of everything ☺️)

NOOO Because I genuinely feel like Taehyun pitying his partner thats a little dumb always does it for me— like damn… me next !!

yes!!! I love being able to go throughout the same trope in different ways, and fashion is honestly a great way to characterize a mc without it excluding anyone!

Like with emo boy, the mc was a little silly but still really coy and flirty! My inspiration was very much early 2000s, with a little mix of modern y2k that integrates alternative style into it! However with pretty privilege’s mc, she’s like. A complete airhead. like no thoughts only Taehyun!! (I was actually just projecting onto her the entire time) And galspolice and gyaru in general is such a perfect way to describe her style! Just overall revealing and hyperfeminine!

I plan to characterize this next bimbo mc differently 😭😭 it’s loser gyu’s mc, and I’m so excited to be able to work on it more alongside mma tyun!

[shariasweet]

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p.sunghoon 𝒙 f.reader

𝓦c ::: 2.1k 𐙚𝓢harinote ::: fwb sunghoon sets my soul so right... sorry for ghosting you guys :( just popping in with this >_< 𐙚 warnin𝓰.ᐟ ::: quickie · oral (f) · pet-names · exhibitionism (?) / semi-public-sex · fingering (f) · jay hears them !!! · coworkers / fwb / restaurant au .ᐟ

"hi! welcome in!"

the familiar chime of the restaurant’s doorbell was practically swallowed by the hum of conversation and the clatter of silverware.

belle greeted each customer with an attentive warm smile despite the rush of voices spilling into the room... an abundance of laughter and chatter bounced off of the walls as more and more customers poured in, the dinner crowd growing by the second.

"y/n! table four!"

you barely had enough time to register the call before you were already moving, weaving between your coworkers and tugging your hair back into some excuse for a ponytail.

you glanced at the ticket in your hand, reading off the scribbled words. "cobb salad with salmon and roast potatoes for… table four, right?"

the cook, jay, barely looking up, exhaled sharply. "yup. and don’t get too comfortable, rush right back—there’s a fuckton more orders waiting for you guys."

damnit.

your break was supposed to be in five minutes... just one more table, then you'd be met with the freedom of your work's crowded, also known as your favorite break spot.

but of course, it was that time—the worst time. 6:00 PM. otherwise known as rush hour. or, hell on earth.

"got it, jay."

"thanks! oh, and yeah—"

you came to a halt just in time, avoiding a major accident involving colliding with taehyun who was sprinting past with an order for table sixteen.

"find 'hoon, will you?" he cleared his throat. "that asshole's been on break way too long." jay scoffed, already turning back to the grill before you could reply.

"yeah, no problem."

the dining room was packed—couples enjoying a rare night out, families dressed up for a weekly dinner tradition, friends lost in conversation. not that it really mattered to you, as long as the paycheck came through at the end of the week.

you forced a tight smile as you reached table four. "hi! here’s your meal. cobb salad, salmon, and roasted potatoes—enjoy!" you gently placed the food down before politely bending at the waist. "let me know if you need anything."

and with that, you were off again, already preparing for the next rush of customers.

you pushed through the chaos of the restaurant, dodging other servers, bussing tables and ducking past a trays full of steaming plates.

your feet ached and your shirt clung to your sweat-clad skin from running around all evening. now, on top of everything, you had to hunt down sunghoon before serving your next table and earning your long deserved break.

go figures.

he had a knack for slipping away when things got too hectic and luckily for you, you had a strong suspicion of where to find him.

you make a sharp turn down the back hallway, past the break room, until you reach the supply closet. score. much like yours, this was his favorite 'break' spot. the door was cracked open ever so slightly, a faint glow from a phone screen illuminating the tiny gaping crack.

with a smirk, you quietly shoved the door open. "aha! caught you, you little piece of—"

sunghoon flinched, nearly dropping his phone as he clutched his chest. "shit—y/n!" he glanced up at you, eyes wide, before groaning and rubbing his face. fingers pressing into his temples as he sighed. "you scared the hell out of me."

you crossed your arms, leaning against the doorframe. "good." scoffing you stepped fully inside of the much smaller room that was ironically a breath of fresh air compared to the hellish atmosphere of rush hour.

"you’ve been in here for, what—twenty minutes? jay’s gonna murder you." you snort.

he huffed, shoving his phone into his pocket. "five minutes, max. no way I've been in here for that long." the boy leans against the wall, spinning do that he can face you.

you hum along. "oh, sure. five minutes in sunghoon time, maybe... which means half an hour in the real world."

sunghoon rolls his eyes, grinning lazily. "what can I say? this place is a nightmare. I needed a break before I completely lost my mind."

dramatically, you sighed. "must be nice. I’m out there working my ass off like a lunatic while you’re in here playing blockblast or whatever the fuck."

he chuckled, his eyes softening as he really looked at you—taking in your beauty... your flushed cheeks, the way you kept shifting your weight like your legs were seconds from giving out, or the hair sticking to your gleaming forehead as you heaved next to him.

"you should hide out in here with me," he murmured, voice quieter now. "problem solved." his grin returns, wider than before as he engulfs your hands with his own—planting a soft kiss onto your knuckles. "just for a second."

you raised an eyebrow. "tempting, but we're not doing this again." you smirk, remembering the last time jay sent you in search of sunghoon. "plus," Inhaling you stood up straight. "jay would actually skin me alive."

sunghoon tilted his head, stepping even closer. "jay's not the boss of you." he pouts.

your breath hitched slightly. sunghoon stood just close enough now that you could smell the faint traces of his cologne clinging to onto his shirt married with the scent of his sweat from previously being in the kitchen.

"you’re terrible," you muttered, leaning into his lips to kiss him.

feeling his mouth curl into that slow, teasing smile against your own you laughed breathily. "you love it." teasingly, he cooed, wrapping your arms around his neck as he dragged you in by the waist.

you meant to roll your eyes again, to scoff or shove him away—but instead, you found your gaze lingering, flickering from his dark eyes back to his lips. "so... you'll stay? only for a little bit," he pressed. "you know I can make this quick."

his lips brushed against yours once, twice—just a ghost of a touch—before he finally closed the space between you, kissing you with a slow, deliberate hunger. the kind of kiss that sent a shiver straight down your spine, made your knees weak, had your fingers grasping at the fabric of his shirt for balance.

there was nothing rushed or 'quick' about the way he moved.

his lips seared against yours— tasting like whipped cream and something undeniably him, warm and intoxicating, leaving you lightheaded. his hands slid lower, fingers pressing into the small of your back as he pulled you impossibly closer, chest to chest, body to body, heat simmering between you as his thigh slotted itself deliberately between your legs. His bulge pressing firmly against your belt.

"hoon—" you barely managed to whisper against his lips before he was kissing you again, a quiet groan vibrating through his chest as you depend the kiss, hands coming up to cup his cheeks.

his teeth nipped at your flesh, tongue flicking against your bottom lip, coaxing a soft gasp to rip past your lips before he took full advantage of the opening—tilting his head to kiss you messier, shoving his tongue into your mouth as they tangled together.

you could feel yourself melting into him as he continued to consume you.

a shaky breath left your lips when he finally pulled away, his forehead resting against yours, his breathing just as uneven as yours.

"I thought you said you'd make it quick," you murmured, voice breathy, teasing.

his dark eyes flickered down to your lips again, and he smirked. "guess I lied... what can I say y/n, you taste so good."

you barely had time to process before his mouth was on yours again, this time his hand had guided itself into your pants, untucking your shirt before unbuckling your belt.

"fuck, hurry up, hoon." you breathed roughly, hands tangling into his dark locs. "yeah," breathlessly he nodded, fingers pressing against your clothed clit as his hand slid back into your pants. "you're so wet, y/n... I feel it through your panties, baby, they're ruined." that slick grin painted his face once more watching as your back arched beneath his touch.

"tell me what you want..."

"I want you to stop teasing me." you bite harshly, still squirming against his hand as his fingers prodded at your fluttering hole through the thin cotton material of your underwear. "hah... you know what I mean."

"we don't have time..." by now, table four was probably wonder where the hell their waiter ran off to.

whining, you could feel Sunghoon kissing down your neck, sucking on your collarbones with his bruised lips. "shhh... relax. you want my mouth, or my hands?" the question sent an undeniable heat to your cheeks, flushed you replied through a broken stutter, "m-mouth... I want your mouth on m-me please."

"please... what?"

"hoonie... please t-touch me, shit! I wanna cum." he admired the way your swollen bottom lip jutted out. "oh I know pretty girl, hold on for hoonie." mockingly he purred in your ear, every so slightly unbuttoning the bottom on your blouse and falling to his knees. "take these off," referencing you pants, the brown-haired man before you padded at your thighs.

"good girl." he smiled watching at you peeled the material down your legs. you could feel his strong hands clasp onto your legs as he gently spread them, placing one above his shoulder before immediately diving into your cunt.

his nose nudged against you clothed clit. "always smell as good as you taste." a chuckle ran past his lips before his teeth sunk into the fabric of your waistband, pulling your underwear down and returning to your cunt. "so, so fucking pretty." he growled.

"please... p-please, oh my god!" you whimpered feeling his tongue dart out to lap your pussy—the flat of his tongue rolling against your slicked up labia and pulsing clit. you attempted to stifle your moans, remembering the busy workplace just outside the world of the supply closet.

"don't get quiet on me pretty..." you could feel two fingers creeping up your thigh and splitting you open, slick lathering between the rivets of his dexterous, slender fingers. a pornographic moan ripping from your throat as his fingers curl against that spongy spot buried between your sopping gummy walls.

"just like that... you're so close, I feel it. go ahead, cum for me, cum, y/n."

the tightening knot in your stomach wound itself up as your orgasm crashed over you like waves on sunghoon's command. "ohhh fuck..!" you mewled, shaking in his hands as he pumped your creamy slick back into your dripping cunt, allowing you to ride out your high.

"good?" he smiled stupidly. "I was quick right?"

you nodded dumbly... ignorant to the fact that jay had been standing outside of the closet door for around five minutes or so.

"say, think we still've got some time..."

"I think so too." you smiled, sunghoon arose from the floor, dusting of his knees to suck his fingers and lean into your lips for the umpteenth time. "just enough time for another quickie..." you whispered into a giggle, massaging his head as you planted a kiss onto his nose. "just enough time to... fuck you dumb on my cock like last time..? make you finish off your shift with me cum leaking from your cunt?" the sentence makes you clench around seemingly nothing. he references your first work-quickie once more—the two of you sharing a breathless laugh before he tries to speak once more.

"sunghoon, if you don't get your ass out here in the next ten seconds, I'm reporting you to the manager!" jay's voice pangs from down the hallway and you barely have time to react before sunghoon's groaning theatrically, tossing his head back. "ugh. cockblocked by jay... again."

a laugh bubbles up from your lips as you're pulling up your pants.

you swat at his his arm. "go on, lover boy. finally time to go earn that paycheck." you smiled as he sighed, packing you on the lips as he spun around. as he brushes past you, he leans in just close enough to whisper, "I hope you know this isn't over, pretty girl."

"oh, I know." you coo, and just like that, he was gone once more. except this time, he was off to work.

just as you finished straightening yourself up—fixing your hair, re-tucking your shirt, and adjusting your pants you glanced up to see him.

"oh, jay. what's up?"

he didn't even realize he was staring, a heat rushing to his cheeks as he recalled your earlier pleas and cries whilst sunghoon hungrily tongue-fucked your cunt. your words were piercing, snapping him out of whatever trance he'd been put into. "n-nothing." he shook his head. "have a good break?" he'd attempted in awkward small talk—the lack of confidence backing his words coming across as unusual for his usual demeanor.

but nonetheless, you nodded, a sly smile spreading across your face. "great, even." you said, patting him on the shoulder as you brushed past back into the chaos of the restaurant.

[404gendernotfound]

If you're still taking requests how about some fluff with a hybrid Taehyun from TXT

I love the thought of a confident cat hybrid roommate Taehyun waking you up on a Sunday morning with you deeply in love with him without him knowing. Writing this was really fun and it warmed my heart. I hope you enjoy it.

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It was a beautiful Sunday morning. You and your hybrid roommate Taehyun had spent the evening before watching movies until late at night and enjoyed spending time together after a long week of work. It was still early morning when you heard the door to your room open slowly before it was closed again. You noticed the mattress dip next to you. You didn’t open your eyes since you wanted to know what was going to happen next. Taehyun has always been a bit clingy since it was in his hybrid nature to naturally want to be as close to you as possible. He loved cuddles and getting showered with platonic kisses from you. You somehow ended up falling in love with the cute brown-haired boy that had been your roommate for over half a year now. You felt the mattress move a bit more and he was already laying with half of his body on top of you. Shortly after that his soft and still a bit raspy voice began to softly whisper into your ear.

“Are you awake?”, he asked and you already had to fight not to smile at his question.

You tried to stay as still as possible so he thought you were still sleeping but you couldn’t help your mouth slowly curling into a slight smile.

“I can see you’re awake”, he added and poked your cheek with one of his fingers.

As you didn’t move, he crawled completely on top of you and nuzzled his head against your neck.

“Come on! I know you are awake. Pay attention to meeeeeee”, he mumbled and you could almost hear the pout on his face.

You chuckled quietly and he shifted on top of you. Taehyun began to place feathery kisses along your neck. You were extremely ticklish and began to giggle and squirm under him. You opened your eyes to see his smile and shortly after that he continued to shower you with small kisses. He joined your giggling and snuggled against you.

“Damnit. I lost”, you said laughing and ruffled through his hair.

“You were mean to me. This was just revenge”, he said confidently and smiled bright.

“Oh yeah?”, you asked and placed your hands on both of his sides knowing that he was just as ticklish as you were.

“Yeah”, he answered confidently thinking that you wouldn’t dare to tickle him.

He was wrong. Shortly after you started to tickle him he was putty in your hands. He tried to escape your attack but you kept a good grip on his hips. It was even more fun to see him squirming underneath you. His cat tail was wagging around excitedly which made you smile even more. Even though he was almost starting to cry from laughing he still seemed to enjoy that you were in control of him right now. You used your chance to straddle his lap and pin him to the bed with both of his arms next to his head.

“Not so confident anymore, are you?”, you stated looking at how his cheeks had turned pink.

His blush darkened and he tried to free his hands from your grip. Being your loving self you already started to feel bad for restricting him in his movement and loosened the grip on his wrists.

“Is this uncomfortable for you?”, you asked slightly concerned and he shook his head.

“I-I j-just want to hold you”, he admitted stuttering

“God, why are you so cute”

You let go of his hands and placed them on his shoulders while his arms snaked around your waist to pull you even closer. Your faces were just a few inches away from each other and your noses almost touched. You leaned down so you could nuzzle your nose with his and enjoyed the darkening blush on his face. Maybe you had a chance with him after all.

“Stop being so cute. I’m melting”, you laughed and saw him frown for a second.

“I’m sorry. I won’t do it anymore”, he stated and turned his gaze away from you.

“No don’t. I love your cute self”

You said quickly after you noticed that he totally misunderstood you. You weren’t complaining about his cuteness because you didn’t like it, you just couldn’t handle his blushing face.

“And I love you”, he mumbled and shock instantly crept onto your face.

Did you just hear that right? After you looked closer at his face you noticed that it had turned a dark red now. He must have just realized what he had said.

“I’m sorry…I didn’t…mean to say that out loud…I…I…”, he stammered and turned his face away from you.

He suddenly got so shy and wanted to instantly vanish since he was too embarrassed to look at you.

“Hey. Look at me”, you pleaded.

He shook his head and retreated his arms from around your waist to cover his blushing face. You grabbed his hands and tried to lift them, but he was stronger and kept them in place.

“Taehyun. Please”, you begged and noticed his hands loosened.

You moved them away from his face and cupped it with your hands. He still avoided looking you in the eyes.

“Taehyunie…can you say that again?”, you asked and heard him whine.

“No…it’s embarrassing”, he mumbled.

“Come on. Say it again.”

“I love you”, he whispered almost not noticeable.

“I couldn’t hear you. What did you say?”, you asked again and this time he looked directly into your eyes.

“I love you”

You’ve never heard a softer “I love you” before. It went right to your heart and filled it with warmth. You already felt the heat rise to your cheeks. He looked at you with this look that almost cried for a response. You leaned closer and kissed his nose.

“I love you, too”, you confessed and smiled at him.

“You-you’re not joking, r-right?”, he asked and you shook your head.

Just after that he hugged you as tight as he could and nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck.

“I’m the happiest person on the planet”, he whispered and then looked at you again.

“Can I sit on your lap?”, he suddenly asked and you chuckled at his totally random request.

“Sure.”

You changed position so that you were sitting with your back to the wall and he sat down on your lap with both of his legs on either side of yours. He smiled at you and poked your cheek.

“You are unbelievably cute, do you know that?”, you asked and placed your hands on his hips.

“Am I?”, he asked tilting his head and you saw his tail whipping excitedly behind him.

“Yes you are”

You gave his sides a squeeze that made him whimper.

“Hey! Stop that”, he protested and pouted.

“Make me”, you said confidently and smirked at him.

“O-ok”, he stuttered and scooted closer to you.

Taehyun placed his hands on your shoulders and looked at you with his beautiful brown eyes.

“I…I…I’m gonna k-kiss you now”, he announced and leaned forwards.

“Oh are you?”, you teased and turned your face to the side just before he could place a kiss on your lips.

He leaned back and pouted.

“You are so mean.”, he said and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

“Sorry. It’s just too much fun to tease you”, you said and winked at him.

You leaned forwards so your noses touched and he could feel your breath on his lips. You felt his breath hitch and just then he closed the space between your lips. Taehyuns lips were extremely soft and the kiss was just as shy as you imagined. You pulled him closer by his waist and he wrapped his arms around your neck. He moved his face back an inch and looked at you. The pink was still prominent on his cheeks and a gorgeous smile was drawn on his face. You cupped his cheek with one of your hands and he leaned his head against it. You were extremely happy that your cute roommate felt the same way as you did. He began to purr softly which made your heart skip a beat. You were never going to let this boy go ever again.

[starryse]

Café of Hell- Literally

Kim Taehyung Demon! Au

Genre: fluff, angst, humor, fantasy, demons

Group: BTS (Taehyung)

Pairing: Demon!Taehyun X female! reader

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For the past 3 months you’ve been working at the coffee shop near your university, which luckily for you, was only a few minutes away. The tips were always generous and the customers were polite, even if you messed up their order. Sure it was a minimum wage job that didn’t exactly allow you to buy gucci, but it paid your student debts and kept the electric on in your small apartment down the street. Plus, you just happened to be favored by your boss and receive discounts on all coffee drinks, how good for you since most nights when you got home from school were spent cramming in study guides and chugging down the cold vanilla latte from that morning. And the same happened to go for you now, as you sat on your grey carpeted bedroom floor, iron-man socks clad to your sprawled out legs, highlighter clutched in your hand as notes were scratched across your sociology homework that just happened to be due first thing tomorrow. The clock seemed to speed up when you really needed it to stop just long enough to finish this and rush to the night shift at work. Night shifts weren’t rare for you, so to have to rush through your homework and scramble around to get ready were almost a normal thing in your apartment. As soon as you finished the question you had spent ages on, the playlist that was once on shuffle was shut off as you stuffed the papers into your bag by the messy bed that had all your notes and clothes clustered from the headboard, all the way to the bottom where you stood. Tossing the floral bag onto the havoc looking bed, you pulled the hair-tie off of your wrist, threading it around your disheveled hair away from your face. You puffed your cheeks out as a breath of air came out, taking in a single moment of silence before you continued to run around your apartment getting ready. The curtains that were originally tied up were now flowing down the window, and the pumpkin candle aroma that filled your cozy apartment started slowly dying down as the smoke from the flame took its place. After tossing your laptop into your bag and grabbing your phone off its charger, you quickly shuffled your away through the door, locking it in the process.“5 minutes to spare tonight, nice Y/N” You glanced down to the time on your phone, taking a quick break from rushing to work, knowing you finally had time to get to work unlike the previous days where time was just a figure of your imagination.. In other words, you were so late out the door your boss thought you died. Typically you would drive to work since it had been either highly cold or pouring outside, but today was different. You were actually on your way early this time and the weather was calm and breezy, unlike every other day in your life. The cream colored building came into your view as you rounded the corner of the cafe.

The bell chimed as you stepped into the shop, the smell of coffee and the warmth of the heaters immediately hitting you. Shrugging off your long coat that held past your knees, you were met with the familiar face of your boss.“Somethings wrong, you’re never here when you’re scheduled to be. Who died? Do I need to call animal control?” The older lady’s face was filled with concern, but the underlying smile was clearly visible as she took the coat of your arms and hung it up on the employees rack. You smiled at that, rolling your eyes at Miss Kim's way of playing around.“Actually yeah you should, I saw that creepy guy back out there hugging the lamp pole, he doesn’t seem to ferile to be around people” Jeongyeon spoke up behind the cashier as she poured the frothy coffee into the cup, passing it to her customer. You walked behind the counter, grabbing your apron and tying it around your waist, “And I think I saw him at the market the other day. I overheard him talking about the “scary black eyed people he saw coming out of the cafe” i’m slightly concerned for him” you snickered at your friends comment, walking over to the register starting to work as quickly as possible, “Dudes probably on drugs or something, maybe he had one of Miss.Kim’s special drinks as she calls them” Jeongyeon chuckled at that, grinning at the inside joke between the two of you, as she proceeded to clean out the machines.

A few hours passed as your shift came close to an end, the last customer had ordered their drink as you locked up the register for the night, with only the machines left to be shut down. Jeongyeon had left an hour ago, leaving just you and Miss.Kim in the dimly lit shop. You tugged of your apron, replacing your coat on the rack, and began to clean around the cafe before you made your way home. As you swept the coffee beans off the floors, a sigh came from behind you.“y/n, dear, I know you have an early class in the morning but you’re the only one I can rely on with this.” miss Kim began, as she walked around the counter to you, placing her coat over her shoulders and slipping her white gloves onto her hands, “I really have to get home to Insu, apparently even at 15 the boy can’t be left alone without getting into trouble” Kim looked up from buttoning her coat, swinging her purse onto her shoulder, “Anyways, would you be the sweetest angel and lock up the cafe for me? Just make sure the doors are locked and the files are put away and locked up, it should only take another hour ish I promise! I’ll add more money to your paycheck, and it’d really help me out.” The stammering lady finally stopped rambling as she glanced up to you in hopes you say yes.You force a smile onto your face as you peer down to the aging lady, “Of course, Miss Kim, as long as you get home safely to Insu!” you usher the frazzled woman to the door, making sure to keep the smile on your face.“Oh thank you y/n, you’re such a dear!” Miss Kim opened the fairy light framed door, as she began to rush to her small car in the parking lot.

You groaned, tugging out your ponytail, letting your hair cascade to your shoulders. The look of joy was nowhere near evident on your face, as the dark circles under your eyes seemed to be even more prominent. “Alright y/n, all you have to do is lock the doors and you can go. Then you can get home to your warm house with all your fluffy blankets. Let’s get this done.” You grabbed the keys to the file cabinet in the storage room, putting all of Kim’s important documents away into safe keeping in the locked room. As you walked out to the counters you heard the familiar rumbling sound from the world outside. You popped your head up, looking out the large windows in the shop, being met with the large drops of rain pouring down onto the pavement. Streaks of purple lightning could be seen hitting trees in the farther distance, signaling a storm was beginning. As if you hadn’t groaned a lot previously that day, you did it again just for shits and giggles. The frustration that was hidden in you was slowly bubbling up to the surface as the realization that you weren’t going to get home until even later that night set it. How fantastic. Before your luck went downhill like the rain, you remembered the sticker covered laptop you brought with you for break earlier that day. After making yourself a pumpkin chai latte, you settled in the booth against the corner of the moon lit cafe, pulling out your laptop and opening up the new drama you began a few days ago.

The previously filled cup was now halfway empty and becoming cold as you shifted against the cushioned bench, the rain pouring outside not seeming to let up. The clock on your laptop read 12:13 a.m. You had officially been there for another two hours than intended, and from the looks outside it was going to be even longer. Your eyes began to feel heavy as your focus on the drama was fading, drowsiness taking over you as it got later and later. A loud crash from the room behind you quickly awakend your senses, your eyes widening and head shooting up from its position against your laptops keyboard. Not knowing whether to get up and investigate or shrivel up in the corner like a coward, you froze in your spot, waiting for another sound or a figure to come out. This was not how you planned on going out, half asleep and huddled on a bench in your workplace at 12 am. Growing tired of waiting, you gained the courage to seek out the cause of the crash. You stood up from the bench, shutting your laptop quietly and slipping your shoes back on. You silently began to move over to the counters, scanning around the dark shop. The air was tense and the only sound that could be heard was the rain slamming against the walls of the cafe. Your body rounded the corner before your eyes could look past the wall, and the first thing your round eyes set on was the large shadowy figure standing over the coffee pot. A shriek left your drying mouth, as you scrambled away from the figure. The shadow visibly jumped back, dropping the coffee in the process.

“Ah damnit! Look what you made me do, I was excited to drink that!” A deep voice cut through the room, covering up the loud sound of you panting. “Wait a minute, what the hell are you doing here, you shouldn’t be here?!” The mysterious person turned towards your attention as you were splat against the beige wall, hands gripping onto the plant that was previously on the counter. The man sniggered as he looked over you, “what exactly do you think the little leafy plants going to do? Health me to death?” You looked down to the plant that was tightly pressed against your chest, then back up to the owner of the laugh. His eyes were set on you as you scanned over him. His hair was dark and ruffled against his forehead and his eyes seemed to have a vague glint to them as he smirked at you. His shoulders were wide as he stood tall against the counter, his dark jacket covering his broad chest. You made no sudden movements, rather you just continued to stare up at the man, as you fiddled with the plant in your grasp.

“Um okay. Well I’m Taehyung! What’s your name girl who planned on hitting me with a plant?” Taehyung extended his hand over the register, a rather boxy grin etching across his face. Fuck it. You reached out to shake the males hand, slightly smiling (honestly you just look frightened) at him, “y- y/n” The handsome guy shook your hand, locking eyes with you in the process.

“Cool cool, nice to meet you, I think, y/n. I’m just gonna make my coffee if you don’t mind.” Taehyung turned around, releasing your hand, and began to remake the drink you made him drop. Your mouth finally closed after hanging open, all form of moisture gone, Sahara desert maybe? After relishing in whatever just happened with the stranger, your senses finally kicked in.With a shake of your head, you stepped up from the wall and walked over to where the mysterious boy was making his coffee.

“How did you even get in here? I had those doors locked?!” You watched Taehyung pour his coffee into a travel mug, God knows where he found that, the coffee filling all the way to the top of the lid, the froth foaming over the edges of the cup. The white substance dripped onto the countertops, eventually slipping down the cabinets to the floor you JUST mopped.

“Dude cmon I JUST cleaned those floors, that took my pure labor man” you rolled your eyes at the boy who seemed to brush off the fact you just worked to make the floors spotless. Taehyung took a swig of his coffee before turning to face you, walking around the counters to where you were, sitting on top of the light grey counter top. The honey skinned man watched as you reached for a napkin from the nearby booth, wiping away the mess the latter had made. A toothy grin made its way onto his features, something about watching you poor humans work just made him all joyful inside.

After tossing the soaked coffee stained napkin into the trash bin, you scoffed at the sugar packets left around the coffee pot. Seriously, the dude was raised in the depths of Hell I swear, what decent human being doesn’t toss their garbage? The sweet sound of silence filled the air as you clean the rest of the strangers mess, the drowsiness you felt earlier completely discarded. Taehyung clears his throat, setting down his cup, “To answer your question, I got in through the floor. You humans and your pointless questions, how else do you think I’d get in if you locked the door? Do you expect me to crawl through the window, possibly getting my Versace jacket caught in the frame? So weird.” Taehyung sighed, leaning back on the counter, his hands pressing against the cool material. He pursed his head over his shoulder, dark strands of hair falling gently over his eyelashes, as he watched your face crumble with confusion. You uncrouch your knees from your spot in front of the trash bin, facing the weird boy to your left.

“Did you just say you came up through the floor? And I can float through walls too, right?” You boasted with your answer, walking back over to the bench you were in before the ruckus Taehyung caused. The devil himself kicked off the countertop, nearing his eyes at you,

“I don’t know CAN you? You don’t have to believe me, y/n, you shouldn’t even be here right now talking to me in the first place.” He scoffed, taking a seat on the chair opposite of you. You pulled a face at the arrogant man, “last time I checked you’re the one talking to me and I'M the one that works here, in reality I should’ve called the cops ages ago.” Taehyung scowled in your direction, his tone lowering (if that was even possible with this dudes voice dayum) “Call the cops, I really want to see how that works out for you, human.” You pinch the bridge of your nose, rubbing your cheeks afterwords, distaste was evident across your expression. “Human? You’re a human too, dumbass. Seriously what’s wrong with you, you’re the one that came in here, made a mess, and now you’re acting as if you have the rig to be an ass? Bitch please, eat a snickers.” Regaining his composure, Taehyung slouched back in his chair, realizing that arguing with this girl wasn’t even worth his precious time. He had an eternity to live, why spend it arguing with a mere human girl he’ll never see again once the gates open. Taehyung hummed in response, craning his head around to look out the window. The rain was falling down as hard as ever, and the lightning has not ceased up since you last checked it, before you were jolted up from Taehyungs presence.

“It looks like the rain isn’t going to stop anytime soon, why don’t we play this civil until one of us leaves, hm?l Taehyung glances over at you, his eyebrows raising slightly waiting for your response. Your lips pursed together as you sucked on your lip, your baby pink vans tapping against the table leg. As you thought about what Taehying said, your leg still pressing against the table leg every so often, the sudden grip against your ankle causing you to blink up in surprise. “I said to be civil, I didn’t think that meant kicking my leg with your foot every 20 seconds.” You pulled your leg from Taehyungs hand, tucking it behind your other leg in front of you, your cheeks flushing the same color as your shoes.

“Sorry it’s a habit. But yeah cool civil I can do that whatever.” You rested your chin on your palm, leaning against the table. The two of you sat in silence listening to the rain drop against the roof of the café. As the night progressed and the storm carried on, the temperatures lowered to much colder weather than earlier, causing the chilly breeze from the howling wind outside to seep through the cracks in the shops door. The cold current snuck to the table, right along your arms, causing you to shiver and wrap your arms around yourself for some warmth. You stood up from the spot you were glued to the last half hour, brushing the hair away from your eyes. “I’m gonna go turn up the thermostat, I’m unfortunately not cold blooded so I’m getting chilly. Do you need another coffee or whatever it is you drink?” Taehyung peered through the crack in his arms from resting his head on the table, looking up to you. A quiet yeah sure could just be heard from the mumble the yawning boy let out. Your feet threaded across the icey floor boards, you being extra thankful you decided to wear the thick Christians socks your mom bought you, today. After making Taehyung his drink, you set off to the back room to turn up the thermostat, there was no way you were letting miss Kim find you as popsicle stuck to her bench tomorrow. Flicking on the light switch to the room, you immediately dropped the freshly made coffee straight to the floor in front of you, the liquid seeping through the grey carpet instantly.

“TAEHYUNG” the name left your mouth before you could even process it, you, meanwhile, stashing yourself away behind the desk chair by the door. The heavy footsteps of the person behind the name came faster than you thought when you were met with the owner of it stopping in front of the desk. Taehyung’s eyes brightened instantly seeing the cause of your distress, that same boxy grin etched across his face, “about time, they waited long enough this time!” glancing back and forth between the two things, you gawked at what just happened.

“Taehyung” you slowly got up from behind the chair, standing behind the door, “why in the hELL IS THERE A HUGE ASS HOLE IN THE MIDDLE OF MY BOSS’S OFFICE” Taehyung simply turned to look at you over his shoulder, his jackets zipper rattling, “that, my dear y/n, is my ticket home” your eyebrows knitted together though your mouth stayed hung open. “Talk soon, babe.” And with that, the boys golden eyes turned a dark hue as he waved his hand at you before diving into the bright hole on the ground. As you stood there in confusion as to what happened, the hole began shrinking, the bright light it cascades slowly fading, until there was nothing left but the coffee stain you spilt into Miss Kim’s office floor.

“What in the actual fuck just happened.”

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