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Selfish - Part 16

Genre: angst, fluff

Pairing: Jun x Reader / Chan x Reader

Word Count: 4.4k

Summary: You love them both and you’re torn. But…what if you didn’t have to choose?

You felt like Chan was avoiding you and you didn’t know why. He ended up changing his flight and staying in Jeju for an extra day, saying he wanted to spend more time with his family. You understood but it felt a little out of the blue. So you flew back to Seoul with Jun.

It’d been a week since you’d been back and you barely saw Chan. You’d eaten at a restaurant for dinner and he declined your invitation to sleep over at your house. He said that he had work to do but he’d never declined one of your invitations and, in the past, having to do work never stopped him from coming over. If anything, he’d just bring his laptop and books with him, at least wanting to be in your presence. But you didn’t want to complain or come off as petty over this. Chan must’ve just wanted more alone time. Maybe he was stressed about work or school or both. But part of you felt hurt because, normally, he’d always come to you during those times. Something changed but you weren’t sure what.

You weren’t going to lie, you’d been in a weird mood since. You hated feeling like he was mad at you or something. So, Jun suffered a bit too. And you felt bad that you couldn’t give him your all. And he knew that there was something off with you. The trip you thought was supposed to be relaxing ended up not being as relaxing as you would’ve hoped, especially given that Chan had joined unexpectedly. You supposed that it caused a little turbulence in your lives. Maybe you shouldn’t have said anything, you wondered. Maybe you should’ve just kept the trip as one with Jun. But, then again, it seemed like everyone had a good time. And you knew that Chan wasn’t there the whole time but you also knew he hadn’t seen his family in a while. It was hard to tell how everyone felt truly. Was this all just a facade?

It was nine o’clock and you knew that Chan was working at the cafe tonight. You figured you’d just show up with chocolate covered strawberries and hope that you could convince him to let you sleep over. You missed him and you missed falling asleep in his arms.

As you walked toward the cafe, you could see him through the window. There weren’t any customers at this point. He was wiping down the tables, from what you could see. And he looked handsome while doing it. He looked concentrated, his eyebrows furrowed the same way they did when he was frustrated or thinking. When you knocked on the glass, you could tell that he wasn’t expecting you. He took out his Airpods, surprised. He opened the door, letting you in before locking it again. “What are you doing here?” he asked, little to no emotion in his tone.

“I miss you,” you said, a little taken aback by his tone, or lack thereof, “and I wanted to see you. I feel like you’ve been avoiding me…”

Chan turned around, heading back toward the table he was cleaning. “You could’ve called me.”

“I wanted to surprise you...but it doesn’t seem like you’re happy to see me so maybe I’ll just go…” You took the box of chocolate covered strawberries out of your bag, placing it on the table. “Enjoy them.” You turned on your heel to leave and, just before you got to the lock, Chan’s hand was wrapped around your arm.

“Don’t go.”

Tears were starting to build up in your eyes. Chan was usually the one that always greeted you warmly, the one that always showered you with love and affection, the one who always seemed to know what you needed no matter the time or place. You bit your lip, trying to hold back the tears.

“Baby,” Chan said, frowning at the sight of you tearing up. “Please, I’m sorry…I’ve just been in this weird space lately. I don’t mean to take it out on you...”

You raised your brows. “What do you mean?”

“There’s just…something that happened to me recently that made me rethink things.”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“No, it’s okay. I’ll be fine.”

You shook your head. “You’re the happiest person I know…and I know when you’re not being honest with me.”

Chan looked down. “I know. I just…don’t want you to get hurt.”

“Does what happened have something to do with something I did?”

He shook his head. “No, no, it’s not that…''

To be honest, Chan was tired of keeping this secret. It was hardly his to be carrying on his shoulders like this. This was all Jun’s fault. Why was he the one to be suffering when Jun was the one living stress-free? Why was it that he was still protecting Jun like this? Chan was the one who was done dirty and he was sick of putting everyone else first. Even if you were hurt by this information, you deserved to know the truth and to not sleep next to someone who hadn’t been completely honest with you.

“So what is it, then?”

“I want to close up first. I’ll be done in five. We can talk as soon as I close the cafe.”

And within those few minutes, your mind started racing. You didn’t have the slightest clue what Chan wanted to talk about. It seemed like he was going through something and, on top of that, he’d even distanced himself from you. Did what he was going through have to do with something you did?

Chan closed up the cafe and locked the doors. “Okay, let’s go.” You started walking toward Chan’s building, which was about a ten minute walk from the cafe.

As you started walking around the corner, Chan said, “I haven’t been completely honest with you…” You bit your lip, expecting the worst. “Remember when I said I had family stuff to deal with in Jeju?” You nodded, unsure of where this conversation was heading. “That wasn’t true.”

“So why did you leave? I thought you were having a good time…”

“Well you know we’d all been drinking. Jun had been drinking the most and I saw that when he went over to the bar by himself. I went over to bring him back over to the dance floor with us while you were in the bathroom. He said some things that made me uncomfortable even though I was doing my best to be friendly and include him in everything…” Chan let out a sigh. “He implied that the only reason he agreed to me coming on the trip was to make you happy. He basically didn’t want me there. He got angry and told me that I’m your favorite and that he never gets time alone with you, which is ridiculous. The part that made me upset was the fact that he basically lied and put on this pretend act. If he wasn’t okay with it, he could’ve just been honest and said no. I-I don’t know how to feel. I can see him trying to push me out. I had to leave because I didn’t want to ruin the trip, so I kept my distance and let him have his time with you...which, I guess, was his plan. And it worked.”

Tears had been building up in Chan’s eyes as he told the story. He’d kept a lot of it in up until now and, honestly speaking, it felt nice to be able to be honest with you. He hated the situation that he was in. He felt more secure about being in this polyamorous relation ship with you and Jun but Jun didn’t seem to be okay with it at all. And it hurt him because he felt like Jun had basically pretended to be cordial with him. Chan wondered what you saw in him. What Jun did just seemed so...evil. Was Jun finally showing his true colors? Would you forgive him yet again?

You stopped him to pull him into a hug. “I...I didn’t know…”

“It’s not your fault. You didn’t do anything wrong, babe.” Those words were comforting and, with them, came a few tears. You could hear it. “Thank you for telling me...and for trying to protect me. You don’t have to hide things like that from me, I promise. I love you so much, Chan…”

He pulled away from you and you wiped his tears with your thumbs. He smiled and said, “I love you, too, Y/N…”

You left Chan’s house in the morning feeling a little confused and, by the time work was over, you still felt frustrated. You didn’t know what to think of the situation with Jun. It seemed like there was some turbulence in the relationship and you weren’t sure what to do next. Of course, you needed to bring this up with Jun. You couldn’t sit back and let this simmer on the back burner.

You opened the door to the nail salon. Na-Ri was there a little early, waiting for you. “Well, well, well, look who it is...The person I’ve hardly heard from since you got back.”

“Sorry,” you said, chuckling. “Things have been kinda crazy.”

The two of you checked in for your nail appointments and headed to the back of the salon to get your pedicures done. When you got settled and dipped your feet in the warm water, you turned to Na-Ri. “You won’t believe what I just found out...”

Na-Ri looked over, putting her phone down. “What’s up?”

“Remember when I said we went to dinner that first night in Jeju? The three of us? Well, everything was fine up until we went to dinner. That’s when things started getting a little weird. Actually, no, things were a little weird before that but I didn’t put two and two together at the time…I think it started when Jun fell asleep at the hotel. Me and Chan stayed up for a little bit and then we fell asleep, too. When I woke up Jun was gone and I think he might’ve been feeling jealous that me and Chan fell asleep together. Then he just got really...drunk at dinner. If we had ordered another bottle of wine, I don’t think Jun would’ve made it to the bar.”

You continued your story as you flipped through the catalog to decide on what colors you wanted. “I always try to make sure I spend enough time with both of them. Next thing I know, I go to the bathroom and then when I come back, Chan is telling me he has family issues to go and take care of and that I should stay with Jun. At the time I thought it was kind of weird and random but, at the same time, it could’ve been true so I believed it. In the past, his dad collapsed from overworking, so it was believable. Anyway, I went back to the hotel with Jun and he just acted like everything was normal after that.”

Before you could continue, Na-Ri stopped you. “Did Chan invite himself on the trip?”

“Not exactly. I was talking to him and I told him what we were doing. I guess he kind of implied that it sounded like fun and he wanted to go. So I asked Jun about it...and that’s when the lie started...I asked if Chan could come with us because I thought that it would be a good idea for us to bond. And it was supposed to be Chan’s weekend with me so I felt bad. Anyway, Jun said it was fine and that it was okay. If he didn’t want him to come, he could’ve just said no…”

Na-Ri said, “What the hell? Where’s the communication?”

“Exactly…”

“Have you talked to Jun about any of this?”

You shook your head. “I just found out last night.”

“Good luck. I don't know how you do it. One man is enough problems for me.”

You chuckled. “I don’t know how I do it either…”

“Maybe it was too soon to try this kind of relationship...”

You let out a deep sigh. “We’ve been doing this for months...I don’t know how much longer he could possibly need.”

“Well if you think about it, you haven't really done anything together, with just the three of you. So maybe it was a bit much to go on a trip together. I think it’s something you have to ease into. Like going on dates together, to the movies, to the amusement park, and stuff like that. Cause it seemed like everything between them was pretty much fine–well, neutral–before this. I don’t think he gets jealous until Chan is physically there...and, I mean, that’s not good either.”

“Yeah, you’re right. We’ll have to work on that if this is going to work.”

“Yeah, it’s the next step in the relationship. You got past the beginning stages so now the next step is for them to be more comfortable around each other and to do more things together.”

Na-Ri was right. You were still angry with Jun and the fact that he hadn’t been honest with you or with Chan. Jun’s selfish actions had hurt you but, more importantly, his actions hurt Chan. From what you could see, Chan had been trying to be friends with Jun. He’d been putting in effort, only to be rejected by Jun in the end. And Chan knew that feeling all too well.

It had been months since you came up with this arrangement and Jun was acting more like a child than an adult. But you couldn’t help but feel like part of what was happening right now was your fault. Since this was your idea, you should’ve had a better plan. But you weren’t an expert and neither were Jun or Chan. Was it too much to expect this much from them?

You probably should’ve been trying to do more things together rather than keeping things separate. Keeping things separate wasn’t realistic and, obviously, it wasn’t working. The relationship was going to have to undergo some changes if there was going to be any chance of survival. You needed to figure things out but, first, you definitely needed to talk to Jun.

When you asked Jun if you could have dinner later, he thought nothing of it. He answered your message, of course, suggesting that you come over to cook. But, strangely enough, you declined saying that you’d rather go out to eat. It was a little surprising since you usually enjoyed making dinner together but he thought little of it. He told you to meet him at your favorite restaurant to have some Taiwanese noodle soup.

He waited for you inside, browsing the menu. He’d been here once with you but, as far as he knew, it was a place that Chan had introduced you to. Sometimes Jun couldn’t help but feel like you had more in common with Chan than you did with him. Jun pushed the thought out of his head. Those small insecure thoughts were beginning to annoy him a bit. He was starting to feel bad about the things he’d said to Chan. Maybe he shouldn’t have been so harsh. Maybe he should’ve been more mature and accepted things as they were rather than mope about the things he couldn’t change.

Was this kind of relationship for him? Was he too in over his head? Was it even meant for the two of you to be together right now, with or without Chan in the picture? He loved you, without a doubt, but sometimes he wondered if all of this was worth it. He missed when things were simple, when it was just the two of you. Before you’d even met Chan in the first place. Part of him wished he never accepted that job or went to Japan. But maybe everything that was happening to him now were things that needed to happen.

You came into the restaurant looking a little stressed, bringing Jun into a state of distress. Were you here to break up with him? Had you finally had enough of his shit? You sat down across from him and said, “Hey.”

Normally, you’d embrace him. You’d reach across the table and brush your fingers against his hands. You’d lean over for a kiss, something. But you weren’t doing that. Jun’s heart dropped. Something was definitely wrong but he wasn’t sure what.

Jun tried to lighten up the mood. “Are you okay? How was your day?”

“I’m okay. My day was decent.”

Jun nodded. “Your nails look nice,” he said, glancing at your hands. “This color looks good on you.”

“Thanks,” you said, taking a sip of water. “Look, can we talk about something serious?”

“What’s going on?”

“Chan told me everything…”

Jun looked down. Of course, he knew that he was in the wrong. Deep down, he’d known that this day was coming. How could he think a secret this big would stay a secret? He’d wanted to come clean and apologize about it, mostly to Chan because he’d done nothing wrong in the situation. In any case, Chan was merely a victim of Jun’s insecurities.

Jun didn’t say anything so you did. “If you wanted it to just be us, why lie to me? I would’ve understood.”

Jun let out a deep sigh. “I don’t have an excuse for why I did it…” He looked up at you, finally. There was so much hurt and disappointment in your eyes, he could barely stand to see it. “I just couldn't bring myself to see you disappointed so I lied and I tried to convince myself that I could do it but I couldn’t...Then it got too late to say anything, so I just tried to swallow it. And I became a person I couldn’t recognize by the end of it all…”

“You hurt me, Jun, and you hurt Chan, too…”

Jun nodded. “I know…”

You reached for his hand, taking it in yours. “It’s okay to feel these kinds of things but it’s not okay to act like that. We agreed to this relationship and for it to work, the three of us have to have some type of communication.”

Jun said, “I’m sorry…I’ll also apologize to Chan. I’ll talk to him tonight. I really am sorry, Y/N...”

You looked him in his eyes, almost as if you were staring into the deepest, most vulnerable parts of him. “I need to know if you’re all in.”

Jun squeezed your hand in his. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t afraid of losing you. But he nodded, continuing on through these unknown waters.

After dinner, you went home despite Jun’s suggestion of coming over. He understood and he wanted to give you your space but he couldn’t help but feel like there was suddenly this giant rift in your relationship. It was his fault, he knew. But he missed you. He missed the way things were, just before the trip. So much had changed and it’d only been about a week. One of the ways he usually made himself feel better was to find comfort in your arms. When he had a hard day, he’d go over to your place or you’d come to his. And you’d hold him in your arms, running your fingers through his hair. But again, that wasn’t an option for him right now.

He knew he needed to apologize to Chan soon. If he didn’t apologize soon, he’d lose the nerve to do it and you’d be more disappointed in him than you already were. He took out his phone and called Chan, anxiety filling his chest. It rang five times and, just when he thought that maybe he should just hang up and forget it all, Chan answered.

“Hello?”

“Hey, I was wondering if you had time to talk.”

Though Jun couldn’t see him physically, Chan was rolling his eyes on the other end. “Sure. Do you mean over the phone or in person?”

“We should talk in person, no?”

“Okay. Where do you want to meet?”

“I can meet you near your place.”

“Okay. There’s a bar a few blocks away. I’ll send the address.”

The call was over and anxiety washed over Jun. He had no idea how to start or what to say. There was nothing he could say to take back those shitty things he said to Chan and there was nothing he could say to justify them. He was immature, insecure, all of those things. He hated that he put himself in this position and that he had to even apologize in the first place, but he knew that he couldn’t just sit quietly.

As Chan got ready, he felt very irritated. Of course, you’d already told him how the conversation with Jun went. He even felt annoyed at that. How many ways did that man have to show you that he wasn’t ready for this kind of relationship? It was so frustrating to sit back and watch Jun hurt you both. These feelings were no longer coming from a place of insecurity or jealousy; it was a place of genuine concern. It seemed like a good idea at first, but maybe this kind of relationship was beyond the three of you. Chan had done online searches trying to figure out how he should go about things but he always ended up in a loop where his question was too specific or there were too few answers for him to make an educated guess.

With the current state of things, he at least knew that he’d at least attempted some research. Had Jun even bothered to do research on what it meant to be in this kind of relationship? Chan knew that there were different types of people but he could see that Jun wasn’t the kind of person that could handle this. Once upon a time, Chan wasn’t either but he’d like to think that he’d grown since then. If being in a relationship with you and Jun had taught him anything at all, it was patience and he’d even gained a bit of maturity. At the end of the day, you needed a man who was mature, a man who made you feel secure and who felt secure in himself. Of course, Chan wasn’t perfect and he had moments where he felt insecure but, overall, Chan liked himself and the person he was becoming. He was becoming a better man, not only for you, but for himself as well.

When Jun entered the bar, Chan was already there. He was sitting by himself, having a cocktail. From the looks of it, it was dark liquor. It was one of those nights and Jun understood. Hell, he figured he’d order one for himself. He greeted Chan with a nod and sat down in the seat next to him.

“Hey,” Chan said, taking a swig from his glass.

“Hey,” Jun replied. He turned to the bartender. “Can I have the same thing?” he asked, referencing Chan’s nearly finished glass.

Chan downed the rest of his drink, sliding the glass toward the bartender. “And can I have another?”

A moment of silence passed before the bartender returned with both drinks. Jun let out a deep sigh before he turned to Chan. Chan didn’t look up, though, and understandably so, Jun supposed.

“I’m sorry for those things I said back in Jeju. I was completely out of line,” he started. “I know I can’t take any of it back but all of this happened because I wasn’t being honest. I wasn’t being honest with myself and I took it out on you instead, thinking you were the problem when I was the problem. I drank too much and I felt frustrated. I should’ve been honest with Y/N and told her I wasn’t comfortable.”

Chan nodded. His feelings about everything began to rise to the surface. “I’m not going to forgive you right away but I’ll accept your apology for now…” Jun didn’t say anything but nodded instead. He didn’t know what to say next. Was there anything left to say? Was the conversation over? Was this one of those instances where the conversation could’ve just been a phone call? Just when Jun thought that the conversation was over, Chan spoke again. “You know what was most upsetting about all of this? I thought we were finally at a point where we could be friends…I thought wow, we’re actually getting along.”

Hearing that made Jun feel even worse than he already did. He wanted to be able to be friends with Chan too but his insecurities were holding him back. In the ideal situation, the three of them would get along. In the ideal situation, he and Chan would be sitting at this bar having a drink together, laughing and sharing stories, while you were at home with no worries about whether or not your boyfriends would get into a fight. There wouldn’t be all this drama and conflict surrounding the relationship, for God’s sake!

Jun wanted to say something comforting. He wanted to tell him that he did want to be friends, believe it or not. But he couldn’t find the right words. The words, for some reason, wouldn’t leave his mouth. “I’m sorry…again.”

Chan was frustrated because it seemed like he didn’t even care. Was Jun here because you made him or was he here apologizing on his own accord? It was hard to think of him as a decent person after all the drama and lies about Malai and more recently, their Jeju trip. This was his second strike, in Chan’s eyes. If he did something else, Chan wouldn’t be able to forgive him. He couldn’t read Jun’s mind but it would be nice to know what he was thinking.

He said, “I don’t think you’re serious about this relationship. Have you considered it at all? If you’re serious about being with Y/N, you’re going to have to work harder. and I’m more than willing to support her to make this work. But if you’re having doubts or don’t think you can work with us, then you should leave us alone. Y/N is my priority. Why isn’t she yours?”

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Title: I'll Walk You Home

Paring: Donghun x Reader

Genre: Fluff; Spice

Count: 1,222 Words

Writer: Whattodowithkpop [Lio]

Summary: Donghun gets nervous when she tries to walk home alone in the middle of the night so he decides to take her home himself.

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Normally we would celebrate in the early evening, before the sun went down and before the night sky painted itself with billions of stars. This time around, however, we were well into the night, pushing the celebration because Byeongkwan had one final make up test to complete before his semester was over. Donghun and I agreed to wait for him and set out on foot just as the sun was sinking down over the horizon.

We ate and drank to our heart's content, laughing and complaining about the semesters passed and how they compared to this most recent one. It was almost midnight when Byeongkwan called it quits, having overstuffed himself on appetizers, he was ready to get to his dorm to begin a heavy sleeping period. I was ready to leave by that point, wanting to get sufficient sleep so I could enjoy the break I had before having to go back to school.

"As much as I love drinking away the night with my two favorite boys, my bed is beckoning me to it." I state dramatically as I stand to collect my things, getting ready to leave.

"I'm sure you're not the only one it's beckoning." Byeongkwan smirks at Donghun, before groaning at the fullness of his stomach as he lays his head on the table.

"Really smooth there." I chuckle as I ruffle his hair, not phased by his teasing of Donghun coming home with me.

"Please make sure he gets home safe." I tell Donghun as I wrap my arms around his shoulders as I stand behind him, my head on his shoulder as I turn to look at him, his face close to mine.

"Wait, are you walking home alone?" Donghun asks as he grabs my arms, keeping me pressed against his back.

"Who else would I walk with?" I question with a small laugh. "I'll text you when I get there."

I make a move to detach from Donghun, however his hands keep me there.

"It's almost midnight I don't want you going alone." Donghun whispers, worry etched into his furrowed eyebrows.

"Donghun, someone has to get Byeongkwan home too." I remind him, us both looking at the miserable boy with his head still on the table.

Donghun looks around the restaurant, spotting some familiar face at the bar seating area. "Seyoon."

I follow his eyes, looking at the boy who was in our major, one who was quiet and kept to himself, however had quite the relationship with Byeongkwan and Donghun.

"Donghun, you don't have to go through the trouble, I'll be fine and I'll call you if I see anyone sketchy."

"It's not good enough." He grunts as he stands, my arms falling at his sides as he begins to approach Seyoon. "I'll walk you home."

That was how I ended side by side next to Lee Donghun who was taking me home on a cool autumn night. Normally we were talkative and loud, however, Donghun's shoulders were tense and his guard was up as we walked down the sidewalk. I tried to engage him in a conversation, get his attention anyway I could think of, but he would only keep his attention on me for a few moments before his eye would train forward again.

I sigh as I wrap my arms around one of his arms, letting our body heat mingle as it wards of the chill of the crisp air. Donghun looks at me, shock written on his face.

"Did I get the ever confident Donghun to stumble a bit?" I smirk at him, making him scoff as a smile appears on his face.

"You caught me off guard."

"If you werent so on guard for taking me home you would've been ready for it."

Donghun looks at me again, his steps slower but not fully stopped. "I only want you to get home safe."

I smile at him with fondness, reaching one hand to intertwine my fingers with his to squeeze it in reassurance.

"Thank you for worrying about me."

At that moment, a large clanging was heard, making Donghun swing the arm I was one behind him, shielding me behind his body. A white cat jumps from an alleyway, a trash can lid spinning out behind him.

I burst into laughter. "It was just a cat, Donghun."

"Well now I know it's a cat." He pouts, looking away from me.

I shake my head as I start to continue walking, however Donghun walks next to me before surpassing me, continuing to keep me shielded with his body. I smile at his protectiveness as I feel a sudden warmth in my chest, a warmth I had felt with Donghun before but elected to ignore, however this was one was as strong as it had ever been, making my face heat up as well.

It wasn't long before we reached my dorm, the bright street lights illuminating the entire vicinity of the building, making it hard for anyone to hide around the girls dorms. I enter the code to get into the building, seeing my room as I walk through.

"This is me." I whisper to Donghun, releasing his arm, but keeping his fingers intertwined with mine.

"I'm glad you're home safe."

"Now, how will you get home safe?" I ask him, stepping closer to him, my hand finding his other hand to intertwine.

"I can text you when I get home." He suggests, a large smile on his face as he pulls my body closer.

"Or..." I trail of, my arms releasing his hands to loop around his waist. "You could come inside and go home when it's safe in the morning."

"That sounds like an interesting proposition." Donghun whispers as he leans his head towards me.

I walk backwards into my door, pulling Donghun along with me. His hand finds the back of my neck, pulling my lips towards his in a heated kiss. His other hand rests on my door above my head as he presses his body against mine. I groan out against his mouth, trying to get my door open with one hand. I pull away from him, his lips following mine, forcing me to turn my head so I could look at the door knob. With my neck now exposed to him, Donghun attaches his lips to the side of my neck, nipping at the skin gently and leaving little kisses over them after. My back pushes off the door, further into his body before I twist the knob, both of us stumbling into my room. Donghun turns me around and pushes me against the inside of the door, effectively closing it and giving us the privacy we needed.

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restlessmaknae · 3 years ago

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masterlist ✦ a.c.e

angst [🌪] fluff [☀] action [♦] comforting [♥]

BYEONGKWAN

✒ chasing love (chasing you) ☀

choreographer!Byeongkwan x contemporary dancer!reader/you

All it takes is one masquerade, one dance and one lost high heel, and Kim Byeongkwan already finds himself chasing after you, but life always seems to get in the way.

JUNHEE

✒ under the falling moon 🌪

prince!Junhee x siren!OC

Could a siren actually fall in love with a man only by talking and spending time by the lagoon? Could she ever truly love someone when she despised herself so much? She had no idea. To her, love was like hope; the more she tried to reach for it, the further it seemed to get.

YUCHAN

✒ stars are bright but only because of the dark 🌪 ♥

uni student!Yuchan x uni student!OC (Haerim)

The truth of the past events unfolds after four years when Yuchan and Haerim suddenly meet again.

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star-lemonade · 4 years ago

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First Time

A.C.E Byeongkwan x Reader

Rating: R

Word count: 1.1k

Genre: smut

CW: smut

You loved the feeling of Byeongkwan’s lips on yours, but today it felt different. With his hand on the back of neck and the movement of his tongue, it was more intense. You didn’t want it to end ever. You had butterflies in your stomach as your bodies were suddenly brought flush together by him wrapping his arm around you. A little sound escaped you.

You wanted to feel his skin and snuck your hands under his hoodie. He moaned quietly into the kiss and you smiled.

“Come,” he said and pulled you with him to the bed. Byeongkwan sat down and you got on his lap. He froze for the duration of a heartbeat and looked into your eyes before running his hand up your thighs. His hands landed on your ass, but stayed there only for a moment, before they wandered up and under your shirt. His fingers drew circles on your skin.

You unzipped his hoodie feeling the soft material of his t-shirt and he took the hoodie off. This was about as far as you had ever gone, making out.

“Kwanie, can we … have sex?”

He licked his lips and looked into your eyes.

“You want to?”

You had not been together for very long, a couple of weeks maybe. This would not be your first time but it would be the first time with him.

“Yes.”

You kissed him running your hands through his hair. Your face was burning.

There was one thing you really wanted right now: see and touch more of his skin. You got rid of your shirt but did not stop to be embarrassed by his look. His t-shirt joined yours on the floor and you probably stared worse than him. The only times you had seen anyone actually having visible abs had been at the public pool. It was not something you had expected from your cute, pretty boyfriend.

“Is everything alright?”

He sounded nervous. I should not have stared like that. Damn it. But that’s so hot.

“Yes, you look so good.”

“Oh.”

A blush reddened his cheeks. The hands on your waist pulled you in more.

“You are amazing.”

You kissed. Your hands started on his shoulders then wandered down. His skin felt smooth and soft under your fingers.

The sight of his beautiful body had done a real number on you. Your underwear was getting wet and you wanted some friction. You rocked your hips and bumped into something hard. Byeongkwan inhaled sharply.

“Can I … take your pants off?”

He nodded and you got off his lap. You opened the button of his jeans and pulled down the zipper. Byeongkwan sighed, his face more relaxed than before. He lifted his hips so that you could pull down his pants.

You ran your hands up his bare legs. The inner thighs were particularly soft and your fingers circled there. A shiver shook Byeongkwan.

“Don’t tease me too much.”

“Why not?”

You were sure the smile on your face was a bit too cheeky. Your hands came to rest between his legs. He was hard and had a nice size. It would feel so good. You bit your lip.

“I don’t wanna come early.”

He can take a bit more teasing. You decided and kissed the fabric where a tiny wet stain indicated the head. At the sight of your tongue circling it, he moaned. It was the most beautiful sound you had ever heard. You stared up at him.

His face was flushed and he looked away fast.

“Are you embarrassed?”

“No.”

It did not sound convincing. You licked the fabric again and he gasped.

“I wanna hear you, please.”

Your finger traced the outline of him over the fabric. He closed his eyes and swallowed audibly. You had mercy and opted for kissing his stomach instead. The firm muscles fascinated you. First you ran your fingers along the depressions, then you traced them with your tongue. If there was a way you would want to engrave this memory in your head. You moved up until your lips met.

He kissed you and with a roll he was on top of you. It was time for his revenge. The kisses on your chest and tongue on your nipples was agonizing. You wanted him between your legs already. He pulled down your pants and kissed your inner thighs. It tickled but it was also so close. He looked up at you resting his face on your thigh.

“What?”

Your voice was breathless.

“You are beautiful.”

He kissed your thigh.

“Please.”

Suddenly his warmth was gone from your legs. He rummaged in his backpack and produced a seal package of condoms.

“You just happened to have that?”

He fumbled with the packaging.

“I bought this two weeks ago.”

You nodded and he succeeded in opening the box. He gave a condom to you. Carefully you opened it and took it out. Byeongkwan stroked himself while he watched you. I wanna see him jerk off some time. You made a mental note and rolled the latex on.

“How do you want me?”

You laid back and he got between your legs. The underwear was still there.

“Can you … just push them aside?For a bit?”

He ran his finger along the ham and pushed the fabric aside. You shivered. This was not really what you had except but you loved it. The cold air hit you, wet and exposed.

He slipped into you. The picture of your underwear, just carelessly pushed aside and him thrusting into you was like a wet dream. You had been right he felt so good, stretching you just right. Your little moans motivated him to go faster. He leaned forward so he could better drive into you. Each time your hips met your clit was hit too. You could feel the tension rising. He was gone.

Your eyes flew open as his hands began to pull down the underwear.

“Why did you stop?”

The whiny tone made him smirk.

“Not for long.”

He tossed your underwear to the site and leaned forward to kiss you. It was sweet.

You wrapped your legs around his hips. This position came with a new angle. It felt more intimate now that he looked into your eyes. His face was so close, you could feel his breath on your skin. Your hips met and you could feel the tension rising again. With your legs you altered his pace towards more shallow, harder thrusts. He moaned and let you set the pace entirely. You almost rose from the bed, when your whole body cramped.

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thefunkao3 · 3 years ago

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I'm Always Hungry For You || 18+

Pairing: Lee Donghun/Kang Yuchan | Chan

Group: A.C.E

Rating: E (Explicit)

Word Count: 1.9K

Key Words: Vampire, Fluff and Smut, Clothed Sex

Date Originally Posted: January 3, 2021

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It was later than Yuchan would like to be out walking alone, but he had missed the last bus home and his phone was dead, so this was his only option. He shivered as a cold breeze blew and pulled his coat tighter around himself. All of his scarves had mysteriously disappeared, so he was Ieft with a frozen neck every time he went outside in the winter.

He hiked his backpack higher on his shoulders, looked both ways down the road, and crossed the street. As soon as he was safely on the sidewalk, a new chill crept up his spine. But this wasn't a shiver of cold, no. Someone was watching him. He could feel eyes on him. He walked a bit faster and heard footsteps behind him. He walked even faster and so did the footsteps. His breath caught in his throat and his pulse began to race.

Strong arms latched around his waist, “Baby, why are you running away from me?"

Yuchan spun around and slapped at a warm chest, "You asshole, you scared me!"

His boyfriend grinned, cheeky smile lighting up the dark night. Donghun pulled him in close and nosed along his cold neck, then kissed Yuchan's cheek.

"I'm sorry, baby. But you weren't home and wouldn't answer your phone," Donghun said.

"My phone died and Byeongkwan hyung and I worked really late on our project. I didn't realize how late it was, and by the time I did the last bus was already gone. Forgive me?" Yuchan asked.

He made sure to pout at Donghun and batted his eyelashes. Donghun sighed and kissed Yuchan. Yuchan sighed into the kiss, savoring the warmth of lips on his. Donghun nipped at his lips and Yuchan giggled at the sharp sting.

"Are you hungry, hyung?" Yuchan asked.

Donghun nodded, "But not if you're tired. I can wait till tomorrow. I can handle it."

Yuchan sighed and pecked Donghun on the lips, "Silly boy. If you're hungry you should eat. Come on, let's go home."

Yuchan slid his hand into Donghun's and began to lead him home. Donghun lifted their hands and kissed the back of Yuchan's. Yuchan smiled. Donghun was always so worried about Yuchan's health, and it was sweet, but not when it came at the expense of his own health. Yuchan needed his boyfriend in tip-top shape. He could handle being a little sleepy if it kept his boyfriend at 100%.

The walk to their house was cold and slow, but not unpleasant. It was like the long walks they would take in the spring under the shade of Donghun's favorite umbrella, except during winter. Yuchan pointed out a dog sitting in a window and Donghun stopped to coo at it, only stopping when Yuchan managed to drag him away.

Yuchan loved their home. It was a large, Victorian-style home on the outskirts of Seoul that had been in Donghun's family for thousands of years. When he and Donghun had gotten serious, Yuchan had moved in. Luckily, it coincided with when his lease ran out so he could move in, no strings attached. Jun hyung and Sehyoon hyung had been sad to lose his portion of the rent (and him too, probably they were friends after all), there was just something different about coming home to the love of your life.

He stepped into the house and immediately sighed at the warmth that washed over him. He dropped his backpack to the ground and put his coat on the rack, closing his eyes and stretching his limbs.

Donghun laughed, “Were you cold, baby?”

Yuchan frowned and turned to his boyfriend, “Yeah, I wonder why. It could have something to do with all of my scarves going missing. You wouldn’t happen to know anything about that, would you?”

“What, no, what would I do with your scarves?”

Yuchan gripped Donghun by the collar and pulled their bodies close together, “You didn’t take them and hide them somewhere so you could see my neck?”

Donghun chuckled and pressed a kiss to Yuchan’s neck, grinning as he shivered at the touch, “Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t.”

Yuchan allowed Donghun to mouth and kiss at his neck for a little while before he pulled away. Donghun pouted and Yuchan kissed his lips, pulling Donghun away from the doorway. Donghun followed him, arms wrapped around Yuchan’s waist.

“Come on now, hyung, didn’t you say you were hungry?” Yuchan asked.

“Are you sure?” Donghun asked.

“Yes hyung, I’m sure.”

Yuchan wished his boyfriend would be a little more assertive when he was hungry. He knew that it was because Donghun loved him and didn’t want him to get hurt, but it was dangerous for Donghun if he was hungry for too long. Yuchan wanted his boyfriend happy and healthy, and with him for a long time. He could handle a little light-headedness and lethargy for that to happen.

Yuchan pulled away from the hug and grabbed Donghun by the hand. Yuchan pulled him up the stairs, holding tight so that Donghun wouldn’t try to pull away. Yuchan knew that his boyfriend was much stronger than him and would have been able to pick Chan up and throw him down the stairs if he wanted, but Chan knew that would never happen. Donghun was always so careful with him, so gentle as if he was made of porcelain, something to be cherished and protected.

“Did you eat? Are you hungry?” Donghun asked.

“Byeongkwannie hyung fed me tteokbokki, you have nothing to worry about,“ Yuchan answered.

Yuchan stopped climbing the stairs and turned to lean his face close to Donghun’s. He rested his arms on Donghun’s shoulders and leaned close to whisper in his ear, “You know, the sooner you eat the sooner we can have dessert, right?”

Donghun gathered Yuchan in his arms and carried him up the stairs, moving at a quick pace. Chan laughed at the familiar feeling of weightlessness and held on tight to Donghun’s shoulders. Donghun thundered up the stairs as Yuchan giggled, strong arms holding tight under his thighs. Yuchan kissed wherever his lips would reach, cold skin delicious under his tongue. Donghun growled, fingers digging harshly into the meat of Yuchan’s thighs.

“Hurry hyung,” Yuchan said.

Donghun reached the top of the stairs, raced down the hallway, throwing open their bedroom door when he reached it, Yuchan giggling all the while. Donghun threw Yuchan onto the bed, and he bounced when he landed. Donghun crawled onto the bed and fell beside Chan onto the pillows. Yuchan climbed onto Donghun’s lap and smiled as Donghun’s strong hands gripped his waist. Donghun’s eyes were dilated as he looked up at Chan and Chan licked his lips at the hungry look in his eyes. Yuchan pulled his shirt over his head, goosebumps erupting all over his skin as Donghun dragged his hands along his sides.

Yuchan shook his body and leaned down to whisper in Donghun’s ear, “Eat up hyung.”

Donghun grinned and with a sharp noise, large fangs grew from his mouth. Yuchan shivered as the sharp bone glinted in the light. Yuchan let his head fall back and Donghun kissed along his neck, slowly. And then, those sharp fangs sunk into Yuchan’s neck. Yuchan gasped at the sharp sting.

“I’m good hyung, keep going, I’m okay,” Yuchan whispered.

Donghun hummed in response and began to suck the blood from Yuchan’s neck. Soon, Donghun’s cold skin began to warm under Yuchan’s skin, the result of finally feeding after so long without. He placed a hand on Donghun’s head and pet his hair, letting out a groan at a particularly hard suck.

“There you go hyung, you were so hungry weren’t you? But you’re doing so good for me, eating so well,” Yuchan murmured.

With each suck, Yuchan became a little more light-headed, a haze clouding his mind. Donghun pulled him tighter onto his lap, and Yuchan felt his pants begin to tighten. Yuchan whined and rolled his hips against Donghun’s and hissed at the delicious friction.

Donghun grabbed his hips and grinded up against him harder. Yuchan whined again and Donghun finally pulled away from Yuchan’s neck. His lips were covered in blood and Yuchan could feel the red liquid dripping down the side of his neck. Donghun leaned back in and licked along the puncture wounds, helping to heal them quicker.

When Donghun was finally done, Yuchan pulled Donghun by the neck of his shirt and kissed him. His mouth tasted like iron but Yuchan didn’t care, too used to the taste of his own blood for it to bother him anymore. He pressed their hips together, grinding against Donghun with abandon. His pants were unbearably tight and his skin was on fire, and nothing felt so good as Donghun rutting up against him.

“Hyung please, more please, please,” Yuchan whined.

Donghun gripped his hips tight and controlled Yuchan’s wild thrusting, “There you go baby, hyung’s got you. I’m so close, are you close baby?”

Yuchan could only nod, his ability to form words having finally left his mind. Donghun reached his hand up and gripped Yuchan’s hair, yanking on the strands and punching a whine out of Yuchan. He came hard with a whine, whimpering as Donghun groaned under him.

Yuchan collapsed onto Donghun’s chest who stroked a comforting hand down his flushed and sweaty back, “There you go sweet boy. You were such a good boy for hyung, so delicious.”

Yuchan blushed at his words and rolled over onto his back. He pouted up at Donghun, “Dirty.”

Donghun smiled and leaned down to peck him on the lips, “I know baby, I’ll get you all cleaned up.”

Donghun turned to get tissues and Yuchan began to unbutton his jeans. HIs fingers were nearly jelly but he managed to unbutton them, though he couldn’t get them down his legs. Donghun laughed as he saw him.

“Need help, honey?” Donghun asked.

Yuchan tried to pull his jeans off again before he let his arms flop down to his sides and nodded. Donghun smiled and pulled the jeans from his legs, only struggling momentarily at the ankles. After he had successfully helped Yuchan, he undressed himself. Yuchan had to force himself to look away, too tired to do anything else. Donghun began to clean them up, and despite Yuchan’s plans, his cock twitched when Donghun ran the tissue over his sensitive head.

Donghun laughed, “Are you ready again?”

Yuchan flopped his head to the side to look at Donghun, glaring at his boyfriend’s cheeky smile, “No. Too sleepy.”

Donghun threw the tissues away, “I know baby, I’m just messing with you.”

He grabbed two pairs of boxers from their dresser and dressed himself, before manhandling a pair onto Yuchan. Donghun crawled onto the covers and pulled Yuchan under with him, wrapping Yuchan in his arms. Yuchan snuggled close into Donghun’s warm skin, sighing at the kiss Donghun pressed to the side of his head.

“How do you feel sweetheart, you okay? Do you need anything? Hungry? Thirsty?” Donghun asked.

Yuchan shook his head, “Just tired. Feel good.”

Donghun nuzzled along Chan’s neck, “Thank you, baby, I love you.”

Yuchan smiled, “I love you too hyung.”

Yuchan shut his eyes and tucked his face into Donghun’s chest, allowing himself to breathe in the scent of his cologne. Donghun’s arms were wrapped around his waist, strong and sure, and he knew that the safest place for Yuchan in the world was here, in this bed, with this man. And so, he fell asleep.

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t3kandson · 3 years ago

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#fiction #writers on tumblr #fanfiction #lee donghun #ace smut #a.c.e x reader #a.c.e #a.c.e edits #ace kpop #a.c.e donghun #kpopidol #kpop smut #donghun #writers

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whattodowithkpop · 4 years ago

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I Want To Know What It’s Like To Kiss Someone (Jun)

Title: I Want To Know What It’s Like To Kiss Someone

Paring: Jun x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Count: 1.1K Words

Writer: Whattodowithkpop

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It was the Friday night just before spring break and my friend, Jun, and I were cooped up in his room. We had a major project that was due the Monday after our break. I wasn’t the happiest about having homework over this break time, which is why Jun suggested finishing it tonight so we could relax and have fun during the rest of the break. When the idea was first pitched it sounded like a great idea, but now that we were four hours in, with still a bit to go, I was ready to give up all together. I was sprawled across Jun’s bed scrolling through my phone while he did some more research. As I was scrolling through my social media feed, a couple posts talking about the school fair caught my eye.

“Did you know the art major's are having a kissing booth?” I ask Jun after many moments of silence.

“I heard someone say they were thinking about it.” He responds, stretching to work out some of the kinks in his body.

“They are currently setting it up.” I tell him as I sit up to show him my phone.

“It will probably be really popular.” He laughs as he turns his chair to face me.

“We should go.” I suggest to him, watching as his body tenses.

“You want to go to the kissing booth?” He questions with his face twisted in confusion.

“Yea.” I smile at him, giving him a look. “It will give me the chance to finally kiss someone."

“You want to kiss one of the guys from our campus?” Jun questions again, his face still holding confusion.

“Not necessarily.” I admit to him with a shrug of my shoulders. “I just want to know what it’s like to kiss someone and if they’re offering.”

“You want your first kiss to go to someone you don’t know?” He asks with irritation, his face showing a bit of anger as his jaw locks.

“Not exactly, but I just want to know the feeling.” I laugh as I watch his anger growing as I stand to walk around the room.

“You should at least kiss someone you know.” Jun states after a few seconds of silence, watching me intently with a glare glued on his face.

“Jun.” I walk up to his chair, looking down at him. “If I knew a guy who would want to kiss me, don’t you think I would’ve done it by now?” I laugh slightly.

“I’ll kiss you.” He argues, standing quickly, his face close to my own.

My mouth drops open as I watch his eyes shake nervously, but he continued to stand his ground, even with his neck reddening in color.

“Jun, you don’t have to kiss me just so my first kiss is someone I know.” I laugh at him as I pat his cheek, standing back to give him some breathing room. “That’s very sweet though."

“I want to kiss you.” He whispers desperately as he looks at me with pleading eyes. His confession causes my breath to hitch, my eyes widening as I look at the man in front of me, his lip in between his teeth as he looks at me with almost a begging expression.

“Jun...” I trail off, worry filling my mind as I think about the aftermath of the kiss.

“Just a kiss.” He interjects quickly, his face faltering into a nervous look.

“I don’t want it to mess things up.” I tell him truthfully.

“It won’t.” He promises, his eyes staring into mine showing his honesty.

I nod my head slowly as I feel my heart beat out of rhythm from my anxiousness. He walks up to me, his hands shaking as he reaches them towards my cheeks. I watch his Adam’s apple bob as he gulps nervously, making me smile as I see Jun’s usual nerves surface. I keep my eyes on his as I smile, feeling comfortable enough around him to not be nervous that my first kiss was going to him.

His hands shakily rest on my cheeks. He studies my face for a moment, his eyes darting between my features lingering on my lips before he stares into my eyes. His eyes flutter close softly as he leans in, his breath fanning over my face, making me feel giddy. His lips gently brush against mine, causing goosebumps to rise to my skin.

He lets out a shaky breath as his lips touch mine lightly. The close proximity between us makes me feel impatient, helping me decide to take matters into my own hands. I wrap my arms around Jun’s neck, pulling him closer so that our lips finally meet fully.

For a short while we stay still with our lips locked, but not escalating it any further. I hear him take a sharp intake of breath through his nose just before he presses his lips against mine harder, moving them against mine to encourage me to do the same. I smile into the kiss, standing on my tip toes to try and get closer, also moving my lips against his roughly.

Butterflies erupted in my stomach, making my head feel dizzy at the feeling. Jun’s hands travel down my side, grasping onto my waist so he could pull me closer to him.

He pulls away, his hands still holding my waist while my hands rest in his shoulders. Our breathing was labored, our chests rising and falling quickly.

“Why haven’t I kissed someone sooner.” I laugh breathlessly as we continue to hold each other.

“I hate to break it to you.” Jun smirks as he takes a few breaths before continuing. “None of those kissing booth guys are half as good of kissers as I am.”

I roll my eyes as I laugh, pulling away from Jun to grab my phone. “I’m sure not.” I could see Jun fidgeting in the middle of the room, not having moved from his kissing spot.

“Jun.” I get his attention by using a warning tone. “You promised things wouldn’t change.”

“Right.” He nods his head as he finally moves to go sit in his chair. “I know.”

Little to my knowledge, Jun’s mind was malfunctioning. His heart was beating rapidly as his lips still tingled from their encounter with mine. He knew he promised nothing would change, but his heart and mind were in agreement. He wanted to pursue this further. But he made a promise, which he intended to keep. Meaning he would have to suffer in silence and long for something that was out of his reach.

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