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killjoy-loveit · 5 years ago

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When the Sun Sets

Request: park junhee lovers to enemies au? thank you

A/N: I would like to clarify that everything written in this story is complete fiction and isn’t to be taken as a true portrayal of reality. This story was extremely difficult to write, it really hurt if I’m being honest, and tbh I’m not too sure of the quality. I just know that I struggled to write it because, while I feel angst is what I do best, I tend to prefer hopeful endings- not the kind that would leave someone distraught.

*****There is no excerpt or summary bc if you want your heart to hurt this is the right fic for you. Also, I’m just gonna add that the person who proofread this for me said “Wow, I understand why you wanted to get it out... just horribly sad. I don’t know what else to say except ouch.” So I hope that is of some help.*****

Word Count: 2,252

Genre: Angst (this f*cking hurts), Lovers-to-Enemies AU

*****This is a continuation of Just As the Sun Rises - if you liked the happy ending DO NOT READ THIS, bc it will severely wreck that*****

Sometimes love just isn’t enough. You can love someone with all you have. Your heart and soul. With every fiber of your being. Yet and still, love alone isn’t enough to keep two drifting souls together. No matter how hard you try, you just can’t tie two people together by love alone. Effort and dedication need to be put into a relationship, so that it won’t fall apart.

Everything had been going so well… Until it wasn’t. Together for three years, you’d had many ups and downs but ultimately you made it through them all. This time it was different. All of those fights that previously seemed like they might tear you two apart were just child’s play. Those fights were nothing compared to the current stalemate. Neither of you had similar thoughts on the matter- and it was driving you up the wall. This wasn’t what you expected when you first started dating Jun three years ago. It wasn’t anywhere close to your mind when you moved in with him. Though looking back, maybe it should have been.

But you were love blind, and so was he. Maybe you both thought you were of the same mind then. Maybe you thought there were no worries- that love was capable of overcoming any obstacle. Except as we all know, love on its own is incapable of defeating any problem. Love is just a mitigating factor, you can let it drive you to pull yourself together, to handle things you never thought possible. On its own, love is worthless.

The problem stemmed from your viewpoints on life- marriage and children. The problem was that he wanted both of those things, and that you only wanted one. Having children had never been in your life plan. Seemingly this issue arose overnight. Nothing ever just pops up unexpectedly though, it was stewing somewhere away from the forefront. Maybe you should’ve noticed all those times his face lit up when he interacted with a friend’s child. Looking back, you should’ve noticed how he would always look at you with this heartwarming smile- the look in his eyes that screamed that what if one day he got to hold your child.

But you didn’t notice. Instead you existed completely blind to the issue, until he proposed to you. What was meant to be one of the happiest moments of your life turned into one of the worst. Jun’s proposal speech was sweet and sentimental, that the two of you were meant to be together, that you were family. And that somewhere along the line, once you made a home for yourselves, that he couldn’t wait to see what your children would look like- whose eyes they’d have, he thought they should have yours.

All the color had drained from your face, and in that moment you had been immensely glad that he hadn’t proposed to you in public. Everything had gone slightly blurry as tears filled your eyes. How were you supposed to tell the man you were madly in love with, the man that wanted to spend the rest of his life with you, that you didn’t want kids? But were you just supposed to sit back and do something so life altering, where you’d actually influence a child’s life, when you never wanted to? You couldn’t help but think how unfair that’d be, not just to you, but to Jun and the child.

Jun had thought your tears were those of happiness, and since the beginning you’d been nodding until he mentioned kids, so naturally he thought you were going to say yes. Thus he had slipped the ring onto your finger and hugged you tight. That was when you completely broke down, you started sobbing uncontrollably. Of course seeing you like this was confusing for him, he thought you were happy, so why were you crying like something terrible had happened? Nothing else was spoken of that night, Jun ushered you to bed and tucked you in after turning on your favorite TV show. Despite not being aware of what was upsetting you, he took care of you. And that made it so much harder.

Sleeping in the same bed as him was difficult. Your heart felt constricted. Ultimately the restlessness won out, and since you knew you wouldn’t be getting any sleep, you crawled out of the covers in the early hours of morning. There was too much going on in your head, all the wires were crossed and fraying. Any decision you made would hurt someone. Jun found you hours later in the kitchen, a cold mug of coffee sitting in front of you, head in your hands.

His hand smoothed down your back, startling you. “Can you tell me what’s wrong?”

“I… I don’t know how to say this.” You mumbled, looking over at him. “How- how am I supposed to tell you? I don’t want to hurt you.”

Jun laughed nervously. “The way you’re talking is scaring me. You didn’t cheat on me did you?”

You recoiled, shaking your head. “No, I’d never.”

“Well then, whatever it is can’t be that bad.”

Biting the inside of your cheek, you nodded. You just needed to say it. “Jun, I love you, and I want to marry you.” Pausing to take a deep breath you noticed the bright smile on his face at your previous words. His smile made you want to keep the next sentence captive in your head. “But I… I don’t want kids.”

The smile that you loved dropped from his face. “What?”

“Please don’t make me say it again, it was hard enough to get out in the first place.” You whispered, looking away from Jun.

His hands grasped your shoulders, turning you to face him. “I need to hear you say it again.”

“I don’t want kids.”

After you had admitted that you didn’t want to have kids, the conversation had taken a serious turn. Jun didn’t understand how you’d never talked about it before. Just like you, he had assumed you both always wanted the same thing- that was how in tune you were with each other. Clearly though, you weren’t as in tune as you thought. Weeks passed, and each day the conversation was revisited. Each time it felt like your heart was being ripped from your chest. Jagged edges surrounding where your heart used to reside.

Certainly Jun felt the same. Like a bucket of ice water had sloshed over him while he was peacefully asleep. Like a blindfold had been lifted, the world that used to hold countless treasures turned into a wasteland. How could he not? But there was a turning point. A point in which he realized you wouldn’t change your mind. A point in which you realized how much you truly loved him. If you didn’t, how could you do what was necessary?

If you didn’t love him, how could you leave him when he said he was willing to not have children if he was with you? Because that’s just what happened. Initially it seemed like neither of you would change your minds, the argument would just go on forever. No true change occuring, but neither of you being strong enough to leave. But then one day he walked into the living room, looking defeated, and declared that if you didn’t want kids then it was okay.

Maybe earlier when you felt like your heart had been ripped out, it was just the ghost of a pain that was to come. The second Jun uttered those words was the most painful moment since he’d proposed to you. Images of your future flashed before your eyes, the future of your relationship if you married him after his sacrifice. The first few years might be wonderful, filled with happy moments of wedded bliss. But then the reality would sink in, Jun would realize exactly what he’d given up, and that he’d given that up for you. You would then become the source of pain for him.

Maybe he’d regret his decision, or maybe he’d become resentful and bitter towards you. That wasn’t a future you wanted any part in. Facing the pain of leaving him now would be a hundred times better than staying in a relationship that was bound for misery. A part of you wished to avoid the end, to run away without a word, but that wasn’t you. You weren’t a coward. You weren’t a dastardly type that could disappear in the night, leaving loved ones without prior notice of your absence. You’d have to face him, one-on-one, and tell him.

Tell him that you couldn’t marry him. Tell him that you hated leaving him, but you couldn’t stay. It would hurt. It would be torture to find those words. To set them free from your mind and release them to the world. And they were. Each word became a stone settled in the back of your mouth, the weight steadily increasing as you spoke. Stomach unsettled at the look of despair on Jun’s face. Heartbreak and desperation shone clearly in his eyes, his hand clutching at your arm as he begged you to stay. He said he couldn’t survive without you. He said you were his heart, the other part of him. But you knew he could survive. You knew he could make it through, and that one day, eventually, he would thank you.

After breaking his heart in the middle of your living room, you moved out, even going so far as to quit the job where you had met. You could still remember how your relationship started- at first you couldn’t stand each other, and that went on for years. Maybe it would’ve been better if you had never found comfort with each other. That way this pain would never have occurred. That way you wouldn’t know of the love that you couldn’t keep.

You were of a hopeful mind that as time passed, it would get easier, for both of you. And for a time it did, but each time you reached a better place you would run into him somewhere in town. It was never good when you ran into each other. The first few times Jun would plead with you, saying he missed you so much, and that you never left his mind. After that he quickly became bitter and resentful, forgoing a greeting and going straight to slights and insults. And he knew just what to say to wound you.

On one specific occasion, what would later be known to you as the last time you spoke to Jun, you’d had enough. Of all places, you just had to run into him at a work event, the new company you’d joined was having a charity event where a bunch of other advertising firms were invited. You’d spotted him across the room first, chatting lightly, happily, with a group of your coworkers. The smile present on his face was bright, cheerful, as if over the past two years he had known no pain. You knew the second he saw you, the smile slipping from his face with a speed that seemed inhuman.

It made your heart ache, the way his lips set into a thin line. How he set down the glass of champagne he was holding and slowly made his way over to you. A small part of you wanted to run away, to go somewhere else, but you knew that once Jun sets his sights on something he doesn’t back down. And running wouldn’t help at all. So in that moment you decided it was enough. The conversation started innocently enough, as you had been talking to a few people from another firm, but the second they left it mutated.

Words became harsh. Cruel. Filled with resentment and pain. Making it clear he hadn’t moved on, as if he hadn’t even tried. Instead choosing to dwell on his anger and pain that you had caused him. It reached a point that your voices cut through the mindless chatter of the people around you. Eyes flickered over to the two of you as the room suddenly went quiet. Surely it must’ve been a sight to see two people dressed to the 9’s, having a shouting match at a high end charity event.

A vein pulsed in his neck as he yelled. “We could’ve worked it out! We could have saved us!”

“Some things aren’t worth saving!” Your voice finally rose to match his, rage filling you. “For the past two years since we broke up, I’ve been hoping that you could move on and let go. I did what I did, for you! So that you wouldn’t wake up one day, married to me, and realize you made a mistake. Don’t you understand?” You cried out. “There was nothing to save, Junhee!”

You loved him. You loved him so much it made your heart hurt. But love isn’t always meant to last. Sometimes its only purpose is to end in pain, so that you end up with jagged edges that take years to sand down. Love can be wonderful, it can come from strained beginnings and create something beautiful- and after that creation has grown it can be torn down in the same manner. Just as the sun rises it can be beautiful, but when the sun sets it becomes shrouded in darkness and all that was beautiful is hidden. Making you question if it was ever love to begin with.

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gaiaxia · 3 years ago

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★ : kpop green hair icons !! (120x120) repost.

por: @yiboprofeno ‹ like or reblog if you save.

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stylingsstuff · 3 years ago

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🕸️ — k-pop icons with drawings for ss !! + headers

— se pegar, like or reblog. 💗

ask open for suggestions and requests !

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femdomlieeh · 4 years ago

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Pulling them into your lap in front of friends

Subby!A.C.E x Dom!Reader

WARNING—pda ✧ (playful) teasing ✧ titles/ pet names

NOW PLAYING—Best of My Love ✧ The Emotions

[A/N.] only fluff this month lmao

M.LISTS—random idols/groups ✧ latest updates

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𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒉𝒆𝒆 (𝑗𝑢𝑛)

Junhee would be so embarrassed and proud at once. Embarrassed at the sudden act of affection in front of other people and proud at the courage you had. His natural instinct would be to become visibly flustered at the exposure, but at the same time love the attention from you. The fact that his girlfriend pulls him into her lap would make him feel like she's proud of being with him, and wants to show him off. It'd feel like it was your way of showing others that he's yours and that you love it. Prince wouldn't mind it at all, although he'd most likely get teased by his friends — he's already used to being teased by his members all the time so it isn't something foreign to him. This is a thing he'd love to get teased about. Sitting on Mommy's lap would be like sitting on his throne. Only Prince Junhee belongs there.

His face became red and his smile widened when you pulled him into your lap in front of his friends and their salads.

The moment you whispered Babyboy — one of his favorite nicknames — in his ear he hid his face in your neck, embarrassed and warm.

“Mommy, please~” he pleaded in a sweet, small voice.

“Please what?”

He whined aloud, not sure what he actually wanted, and hid his face in your neck as a bad attempt to cover up his shyness.

In the future, he'll still act flustered with showing affection in front of friends, but in reality he loves doing it. Both claiming you him and his friends witnessing it will make him thrilled. Call him Babyboy in front of others all you want, he'll be giggly and proud that you show that he's yours.

... ✧ ...✧✧✧✧

𝒍𝒆𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒖𝒏

Donghun would feel confident and immediately get cocky. Your move is to him a validation that you want him close to you and want to keep him there. And when it's for other people to see he knows that you're proud of being with him. With a bigger ego he'd say something to push it further, like calling you Mommy to see if you'll go as far as calling him Babyboy. If you don't he might get a little disappointed, but continue calling you Mommy until you give him what he wants. So when you do call him that, his satisfaction would be clearly evident in both his expression and actions as he smirks and gets touchier than before and addresses you as Mommy only. He'd be cute and soft the whole day to emphasize that he likes it.

“Mommy,” he said out loud shamelessly on your lap.

“Yes, Babyboy?”

“Nothing,” he giggled, only wanting to hear you call him that, and kissed your cheek right in front of everyone.

Whenever he feels like it he'll straddle you, so he can hug you at the same time as he gives you affectionate kisses here and there, and then just rest his head on your shoulder, while you're facing either the TV or some familiar, embarrassed faces. The way he just makes his way towards you and plumps his butt on your lap with no care in the world will never fail to be mesmerizing. He's such a Mommy's Babyboy. But a savage one. Whispers of your name will be heard by you and only you, just to get you in your feelings in front of others without them knowing at all. You got his full attention and he's got yours.

✧... ✧ ...✧✧✧

𝒌𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒆𝒉𝒚𝒐𝒐𝒏 (𝑤𝑜𝑤)

Sehyoon's heart would skip a beat and his smile would make an appearance. This was the type of relationship he's always wanted so this would be a huge step of you for him. The way he views you would be completely different from before. In a good way. He would show his appreciation in a casual way to not make it seem like it's a big deal, even though it is for him, since he wants it to become a habit rather than a once-in-while type of thing. Although his actions might come off as a little cold this Angel would be blushing on the inside the entire time.

“Babyboy,” you put your hands on his muscular thighs as he was sitting on yours.

He smiled without looking at you, to not show his glee.

“Yes, Mommy,” he replied softly and put his head on your chest.

“I love you.”

“I love you more, Mommy.”

He'll call you Mommy in front of his friends and sit on you whenever you pull him into your lap, or ask him to sit there, because he's a good boy and he listens to your every command. Mommy knows best. Having the courage to initiate the cozy intimacy will be rare for this Angel as he wouldn't want to come off as too clingy. And he'll want to see how often you want it. Although he might not sit on your lap without you asking him to he'll still think it's one of his favorite things to do with you. If he ever does it in front of others out of the blue it's either because he's jealous and wants to mark his territory or because you've done it so many times that he finally feels comfortable to take the first step.

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𝒌𝒊𝒎 𝒃𝒚𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒌𝒘𝒂𝒏

Byeongkwan would love it. No doubt. This is something he's wanted to do since before your relationship even began. Affection is — according to him — one of the best parts of a relationship, and so if his girlfriend isn't afraid of displaying it in public he'd feel relieved that you're both on the same page on the matter. He's a very loving guy and would want his partner to reciprocate what he gives. This action in particular is one that he likes a little bit more, since it feels safe and cozy. And when you add his nickname into the mix you have a soft Babyboy. He'd act all lovey-dovey and call you Mommy any chance he got. If he touches you more it's because he's happy with you and just wants to feel you.

You pulled him onto your thighs and left your hands on his, “My Babyboy.”

He comfortably rested his head in your neck with a joyful pout, “My Mommy.”

After a few minutes he might be snoring.

When you're casually sitting by yourself he'll come and change it. He'll sit on your lap more often than actual couches if you guys have company. His friends'll say something along the lines of 'There's legit two empty seats left' and he'll just shrug and ignore the dumb proposition. Of course he'll sit on you instead of a soft mattress clad in fabric. Mommy's thighs are softer. And the atmosphere between you is the softest you can possibly have when you're doing PDA in front of a group of friends. If you don't call him Babyboy he'll sulk and not answer until you address him correctly. If he's feeling extra he'll even ignore you. 'Has anyone seen my Mommy?'

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𝒌𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏 (𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛)

Yuchan would be so shy and cute a kitten would get jealous. His face would be blushing instantaneously and his smile would be on display in a split second. You'd be able to see in his eyes how much he likes it — which is a lot. His heart would flutter in love and he wouldn't be able to hide it. Babyboy probably didn't expect such an action in front of his friends and certainly not his title either. But showing everyone you're together would only make him cheerful and thankful for being with you. The blush'd never leave his face and neither would the smile. If his friends tease him about his shy antics he'd only use that as an excuse to hide in your chest or neck, and maybe stay there.

“Mommyyyyy, what are you doing to me?” he whined cutely so only you could hear, both happy and embarrassed.

“What do you mean, Babyboy?”

His face brightened up and he hid it in his hands, giggling to himself.

“Stop~” he blushed and hid in your safe embrace.

Soon he'd start sitting on your lap without you asking him or telling him to. More than less when you're alone, because it makes him feel adorable and loved. This fluffy boy will just randomly sit on your lap and give a quick peck on your skin, because he wants one in return. If you continue calling him Babyboy in front of his friends you'll probably notice how it lightens his face, since it's hard to not spot Chanshine. He will start initiating all types of intimate acts he can think of and get more comfortable with talking about you to other people. His happiness will grow in the process.

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❝ My life has a better meaning

Love has kissed me in a beautiful way ❞

—wanda hutchinson; 1977

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peachybun-bun · 2 years ago

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A.C.E

KEY

🔞Smut/Mature/Suggestive 🐇Fluff 💣Angst 💕 Poly/Multiple 🖤 Toxic 😆 Comedy

Donghun

Wow

Jun The Missing Yogurt 😆

Kim Byeongkwan

Chan

#a.c.e #a.c.e fanfic #a.c.e smut #a.c.e imagines #a.c.e scenarios #ace fanfic #ace smut #ace imagines #ace scenarios #donghun #jun #wow #sehyoon #kim byeongkwan #byeongkwan #chan #yuchan #junhee

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luckyhyuki · 10 months ago

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FROM JEJU, WITH LOVE BY TheIndigoDragonfly

SITE: AO3 PAIRING: KANG YUCHAN X PARK JUNHEE

RATING: MATURE WORD COUNT: 55.9K

“The boy who serves coffee in the little Seoul cafe is always lit up in a bright smile. But after a dark time in his Jeju family's past, life is a struggle for Yuchan, and beneath the smiles he's barely getting by.

When Junhee comes into his life, everything changes for the better. But Junhee is hiding a big secret of his own: he's an idol in one of Korea's hottest groups. Desperate to cling onto the authenticity of his budding romance with Yuchan, he keeps the truth hidden away.

Both hold onto their secrets - but they can hide their truths for only so long. And what then? Yuchan knows nothing of this dizzying world of music - Junhee's no-dating clause, his punishing regime, and the sasaengs watching his every move…”

#a.c.e 50k<#a.c.e #yuchan #junhee #fanfic #50k<

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sayorikao · 3 years ago

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Uma realidade questionável, mas bonitinha

Capa divertida, fluffy, donghee, Minsu

Autora: @sefairyzstuff

Fanfic aqui

#kpop #fanfic #edit #capa de fanfic #capa para fic #boys love #gay #yaoi #lgbt #capa clean #capa divertida #capa fluffy #a.c.e #ace #donghun #donghee #junhee #junhun #Minsu #too #to1

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star-lemonade · 3 years ago

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School reunion (3/3)

A.C.E Junhee x Reader

Cw: smut

Rating: R

Word count: 2.6 k

Summary: You hire someone to accompany you to your school reunion.

The next few weeks became busy. One of your colleagues got a baby and would go on leave. You would have to cover parts of their work, so you tried to learn as much as possible about their workflow. It was exhausting and when you got home in the evening you did not have the energy to do anything. At least your daily coffee time gave you a chance to hang out with Junhee. On Tuesday after your first date you and him went to the roof with your coffees. Today no one else was there and you had the small bench to yourselves.

“Why did you want to come here?”

You sipped your coffee. It had just the right temperature. Junhee looked at the cup in his hands.

“To enjoy the view.”

Your eyebrow shot up. You had a feeling that this was not the reason.

“I just heard that you could go to the roof. I thought it would be nice.”

Right. You had forgotten that Junhee had not worked here for that long. Time had really flown since he arrived. Your cup was already empty. Where had all the coffee vanished to?

“I like it here. I used to come here often.”

You set the empty cup on the bench next to you.

“But the company is much better now.”

You smiled at Junhee. The corners of his mouth curled up. He wore his usual button up shirt and dark jeans. Today a silver necklace adorned his neck. His cup was empty too but he did not let go of it. You slid a bit closer and slowly let your head sink on his shoulder. The heat from his body was comforting and you wanted to wrap your arms around him. Junhee glanced down at your face, then he shifted, wrapped an arm around you. Your faces were close, intimately close. Junhee had beautiful lips and they came closer. He stopped just short of your lips touching. His breath was brushing over your face. You lean in and your lips brushed his. The touch was so light it almost tickled and your insides melted. It was so sweet like a sugar rush, sweet and addictive. His lips moved against yours.

“Oh.”

Junhee jerked away from you. The sound of the door closing followed the surprised voice. When you looked, no one was there. You and Junhee locked eyes and giggled.

The glittering that greeted you as you entered the shop was almost overwhelming. Rings, bracelets, watches and necklaces of all sizes, shapes and price classes.

“Welcome, how can I help you?”

The woman wore a dark suit and her hair was tied in a tight ponytail.

“Yes, I am looking for a tiepin.”

Would be faster if you just looked at the pins and did not spend time looking at the other things on display.

“Of course. Over here, please.”

She led you to a display with way too many pins. With the budget you had it would be one of the lower mid priced ones. Somehow you had got stuck with the task of buying the present for one of the managers. You did not even know the guy but were supposed to pick out a tiepin. It probably did not matter much, so you just picked one that was within the budget that has been set.

After your duty was done you browsed the displays. Rings, watches, earrings, none of them really caught your eye. In the next glass box sat necklaces, lots of them.

You liked one in particular. It was thin and elegant, silver with a small geometric pendant. It would look good on Junhee. You stopped to consider. Yes, it would look good on Junhee. The necklace was not cheap but also not unreasonably expensive. You pointed at it:

“Can I get that one too?”

You stared at the message you had just sent.

“Do you want to come to my place this Friday? We could cook something together.”

Junhee had not seen it yet. Just as you turned off the screen you saw the dots at the bottom. He was typing.

“Sure. I have time”

These four words made you feel both relieved and anxious. Relieved because he had said yes and you really wanted to spend time with him, anxious because you had never been this alone with him. The one official date you two had gone on, had taken place in public. Now however it would be just you and him.

On Friday evening you paced in your small kitchen waiting for the doorbell to ring. You had bought some ingredients and spent all day thinking about what to wear. Something too casual may come off as you not having that much interest but wearing something overly sexy may not be good either. So you had settled for something in the middle. The shrill sound of the doorbell bounced around your apartment.

You sprinted to the door but paused for a moment before opening. Secretly you believed Junhee knew how much you liked when wore his fake glasses. They made him look more cute nerd and less model. A little less intimidating and more in line with his personality.

“Hi.”

He grinned and your heart melted. Even though you had seen his smile a lot of times at this point, it only seemed to affect you more. Shouldn’t you be immune to it by now?

“Hi, come in.”

You let him enter and closed the door. Junhee took off his jacket and looked around. It was not the biggest apartment, but it had been the best place that you could afford and that was reasonably close to public transport.

You showed Junhee where everything was, the kitchen, the bathroom and gestured in the direction of the bedroom. The word bedroom could not leave your mouth because the atmosphere changed. It was not something you had talked about but there was some expectation, some tension in the air. An electric field right before lightning strikes. The top two buttons of Junhee’s shirt were undone and it felt like it was not a coincidence. He took a step towards you, just entering your personal space, his eyes more intense than you had ever seen.

You swallowed hard, your throat suddenly dry.

“Should we start cooking?”

Your smile was nervous. He studied your face.

“Yes, let’s do that.”

He smiled but it was a bit strained.

You split the cutting between the two of you. Junhee rolled up his sleeves and if he had wanted to make himself more attractive this was definitely the way to go. There was something about rolled up sleeves that was sexy in a way you could not put into words. It showed off pretty hands and forearms.

You assigned yourself the dicing of the onions and regretted it almost immediately. They were hot and your eyes burned, tears flowing down your cheeks. It was unbearable and you fled to the bathroom to recover. The cool water soothed your burning eyes and you sighed. You hoped that it would not look too bad. On the shelf behind you something glittery caught your attention. Your necklace. You had probably taken it off before showering and never returned it to its place with your other jewelry. Necklace. Right, there was something. It had been a few days or weeks since you bought the necklace. It was still in its little box in the bedroom.

“You okay?”

Junhee looked up from cutting the vegetables.

“What’s that?”

It was a little black box embroidered with the name of the jeweler. You held it out for him. Junhee dried off his hands and opened the present.

“A necklace?”

At that moment, for the first time, you wondered if this was an inappropriate gift. Wasn’t it customary for guys to give their girlfriend jewelry, not the other way around?

“Ehm… if you don’t like it, it’s okay.”

You tried to take it back but Junhee danced out of your reach.

“I just…you often wear them… so I thought,” you stuttered with a burning face. Junhee looked up through his lashes and over the edge of his glasses.

“Hmm.”

He took the necklace out. You wanted for the ground to open, so it could swallow you. Junhee held the thin metal band out for you.

“Put it on me.”

You did not question it and wrapped it around his neck. The clasp was so small you missed the ring the first time. Your hands shook a bit which made it harder. His breath tickled your face but you had to concentrate on the task at hand.

With a quiet click the clasp finally closed. You pulled on the metal chain until the clasp disappeared behind Junhee’s neck. The pendant was just heavy enough to straighten the chain with its weight. Your fingers followed the chain down to the pendant. You had not thought about the action until Junhee sucked in air throught his teeth. Your index fingers had landed on the middle of his exposed chest where the geometric pendant rested. You were way too close. Your eyes met and as if magnetic, your lips flew towards his. His mouth was hot and minty-sweet. The kiss made your knees weak and your heart skip a beat. His arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you closer until you were flush against his hard body. Your quiet moan was swallowed by his lips, but that did not mean Junhee had not noticed. His mouth wandered down along your jaw and gently sucked at your neck. Your eyes closed as you concentrated on Junhee‘s mouth moving against your skin. His breath brushed over you. Your fingers tangled in his hair and he hummed in approval.

“Do you want to go to the bedroom?”

He sat down on the bed and pulled you along. You sat in his lap and wrapped your arms around his neck. Your heart was hammering. Junhee’s kiss made your stomach tingle. His hands were firmly on your ass and the hard bulge in his pants pressed between your legs. You rocked your hips against it and earned a gasp. A beautiful sound, a bit higher than you would have expected but all the more satisfying for it. His fingers slipped under your shirt and stroked your low back, drawing circles on your bare skin. You sighed into his mouth and kissed him harder. His hands moved up your back slowly, carefully as if you could be spooked by any fast movement. All you wanted was for more of your skin to be touching his.

You pulled back and looked into Junhee’s eyes. They were darker than before and his lips were swollen from kissing. A stunning view. As you stood up you pulled your shirt off and started to open the bra.

“Can you leave it on?”

Junhee licked his lips as he looked at your chest. The bra however was already open.

“Sure. but you have to close it.”

You turned your back to him. He hooked the bra up again and his hands began to travel over your back, tickling light touches that set you on fire. You wanted more, you wanted to be touched everywhere. His hands came around to your stomach and he unbuttoned your pants. He pulled them down, running his hands over your legs.

You turned around to look at him. Lovely Junhee was waiting for you. When he saw you watching, he pulled his shirt over his head. He had a beautiful body. From his surprisingly big arms to his nice pecs, to his flat belly. How did he do it? No one could be this attractive. He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down without much ado.

He sat down on the bed again, letting you have some time to take his form in. Clearly this was the part he was confident in. He was attractive, Junhee knew it and you knew it too, but most of the time he was not cocky about it. The small smirk he wore now as you stared at the faint lines of his abs, however revealed something about him. Junhee loved that you could not take your eyes off him, it was writing on his face. You had not moved from your spot in front of the bed and watched as his hand traveled between his legs. He gave himself a few strokes for your viewing pleasure before rolling on a red condom.

“I’m ready for you, sit on my lap.”

A shiver ran down your body at the words. Yes, he was ready. You could see that. If you were honest you had not expected him to be this big. You ran your hands up his thighs. They were bigger than they looked when he pants on. You straddled his hips and lined him up with your entrance, slowly sinking down. The stretch was almost too much. You gasped and stopped. His lips were on your cheek and softly kissed your hot skin. On your back his hands rubbed along your spine.

“You can do it. Just a little more.”

The soft encouragement and kisses made you relax around him. You held on to his arm, the hard muscle somehow also helped. When your hips finally touched his, you moaned quietly. You felt overwhelmingly full.

“You did so good.”

He kissed your cheek and you felt his hot breath on your skin. You caught his lips in a kiss. They were soft and you could not get enough. You rocked your hips and elicited moans from both of you.

You held on to his shoulders and his hands supported your hips. The bed was a little too soft for this position and your knees already protested, but you continued lifting you up and sinking down, letting him fill you over and over.

A thin layer of sweat had appeared on Junhee’s skin. A bead had gathered at the pendant of his necklace and as you watched it rolled down his chest. It looked so good on him. You ran your hands over his pecs and let them rest there.

Junhee’s hands rubbed your thighs before landing on your ass. He egged you on to ride him faster, rolling your hips in his lap. When he looked into your eyes, you could not take it anymore. You moaned and rocked your hips as fast as you could. Junhee’s groans turned into a moan and it sent you over the edge. You had always loved his voice but hearing him moan was something else. You clenched tight around him and with a shudder your hips came to a hold. All tension left you and you sank against him. The hammering heart beat pumped in your ears. You could hear his heart beating too. Junhee showered you with kisses, on your shoulders, on your neck and ended on the top of your nose.

It was sweet and a laugh broke out of you.

“Next time i’m gonna make it a bit easier for you.”

Junhee kissed you and gave you a meaningful smile. You nodded and ran a finger over the pendent, still too exhausted to move for his lap. Your head rested on this shoulder. He was still half hard and this was just the right amount of fullness.

“You look good in just the necklace,” you said to his chest.

“Thank you for the necklace. I like it a lot.”

He kissed your temple and you wrapped your arms around his middle. Your stomach rumbled and Junhee giggled.

“So, should I continue with the cutting then?”

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