#also stalked their instagram. the bassist is very pretty

[patronsaintofgirls]

listened to this album today and thought it was very good 👍🏻 i’m into it

[calteahood]

A Good Time {Calum Hood}

Rating: M — Please be 18+ to read!

Requested: Yes! “limo sex btw y/n and calum and the condom breaks ?!”

Warnings: Smut! Includes unprotected sex & a lil bit of dirty talk.

Word Count: 2.8k

Author's Note: Here it is! I changed the ask a little bit, but it's basically limo sex with Cal. Definitely used Shawn Mendes's Lost in Japan performance from the VS fashion show in this, by the way. Possible angsty part 2 dealing with the fact that there was no condom used. Anyway, enjoy! 

The event had been a blast. It's not every day you got to go to red carpets, seeing as your name had just gotten out there in the modeling industry. One lucky shoot for a famous magazine had spiked not only your Instagram following but also the amount of work you had been offered. Just a few months ago you were dreaming of being a big name in the industry, and now you're becoming one. Making a name for yourself meant event after event, even if you weren't on the catwalk that night. This night, in particular, you were there purely because it would be a good appearance, wearing a designer dress that your stylist perfectly picked out for you. The event, which was televised on networks at is MTV, consisted of a red carpet, two performances, and three different collections being worn down the catwalk. The fashion was amazing, but the musical intermissions had been even better. Shawn Mendes performed Lost In Japan, which was amazing. Then, later on, the stage was quickly set up for the band 5 Seconds of Summer. While you knew they had dropped a great album recently, you had never seen them live. You never really had a good look at the boys. The bassist caught your eye quick, being on your side of the stage. His muscles flexed as he played their hit song Youngblood, the tight button up fitting over his torso deliciously, showing off his arms. If it wasn't for your team sitting right next to you, forcing you to behave, you would have sent the man a wink when he looked over to you. Throughout the show, you sat with your manager on the right and your publicist on the left. Being a newer face also meant your every move was being watched. Your team was surrounding you all the time, making sure no bad paparazzi photos could appear, you never misspoke in interviews, and no scandals would arise. It was a blessing to have such a great team, and of course you were thankful, but having a group of people surrounding you constantly meant making it harder to sneak around. Being alone was a rarity unless it was in your own home and no paparazzi happened to be stalking us out of your house. Having such a strong team meant having a weak sex life. Staying out of trouble simply meant don't be caught by the paps either going home with a boy to hook up or leaving his house the next morning. You had been good about that, really, but the event showed you that it would be impossible to stay single forever, not with men looking that good playing bass right in front of you. You had no scandals and had been quite sweet throughout the quick boom of your modeling career. You were seen as kind, a natural beauty and a face for all women who don't have the average "model" body you'd see on Victoria's Secret ads, and you were proud that you had created such a good name for yourself. You were genuinely happy that you are making other people feel better about themselves, so what would be the issue if you finally started dating? Of course, you could understand one night stands might be scandalous, but you were craving another man's touch and, despite what your team said, being seen with a man was not going to ruin your image. Which is why at the after party you made a bit of a bold move. While your manager was looking away, speaking to one of their friends from the industry, you walked over to the bar on the other side of the room. Both the band and Shawn had the opportunity to bring plus one's along with them, so when you saw the handsome bassist without a plus one, just hanging out with the drummer while the others had their arms slung around their girlfriends, you knew you had to pounce. The drummer noticed you first as he walked up to the group, but he could easily tell your eyes were glued to the Maori man sat beside him. You walked up, faking confidence as the group made you a bit nervous, but you couldn't let them know. Confidence is sexy, and if you could fake it till you make it then maybe you wouldn't go home alone tonight. "Hey," you greeted loud enough to be heard over the music. You saw the handsome man's eyes quickly look you up and down, eyeing the tight cocktail dress you put on for the after party specifically. Hook. "You guys did great on your performance!" You turned your attention to the basis, seeing that your compliment had made him smile. Line. With your attention on the rockstar in front of you, you smoothly added on, "I especially loved the bass. You played so well tonight. Totally blew me away." At that, he smirked. Sinker. "Well thank you," he said. That damn smirk was going to be the end of you. The way his lips curved up, so inviting. He was attractive beyond belief. Keeping your attention on him, you spoke up again. "I was actually wondering if you wanted to dance." You hastily followed that with your name, hoping he'd tell you his in return. He looked you over once more. Of course he wanted to dance! He couldn't take his eyes off of you throughout the entire performance. After his first gaze at you, he quickly decided that you could be wearing the couture dress or just one of his t-shirts, and you'd still be the prettiest person in the room just like how he thought you were tonight. Standing from his seat at the bar, he held his hand out for you to gently set your own on to before bringing the back of your hand up to his lips, pressing a soft kiss against the back of your hand. "'M Calum. I'd like to dance." He brought you to the dance floor, which was filled with other models, men and women. He spun you around, pressing your back against his front. Your hands easily found their way into his hair, holding him close to you. While his own hands held onto your hips, his head ducked a bit so he could whisper to you. "What about me caught your eye, pretty girl?" Fuck. The way his lips brushed against your ear. If it wasn't completely inappropriate to take him right then and there you'd be on your knees in seconds. Turning your head to the side, your own lips so close to his, you said, "You looked amazing on stage, like you know how to have a good time." He chuckled, his hips swaying with yours. "I can show you one if you'd like?" The surge of confidence took over. A beautiful model, a woman so unique and powerful, wanted him? He had heard of you before, recently seeing your face on magazines and all over social media. He knew you're one hell of a woman, but he could also see right through your confidence tonight. He made you nervous. But then again, you made him nervous too, so you were both faking confidence for each other. Though, it seemed to be working considering how your ass was willing pushing against the forming bulge in his pants. "That is if you're interested." You smirked. This was it. And hey, if he showed you a good enough time you definitely wouldn't mind meeting up again for seconds. "I'd love that. Let's go." And with that, you grabbed his hand and hurried out of the dark room. Hopefully, everyone was too busy partying to notice. You took him around the back, to where all the limos were waiting. Calum kept his head down as you approached yours, knocking on the driver's window. When the window rolled down you gave a sweet smile to your driver. "Think you can get us out of here? I'm ready to go home." You gave her a look, basically begging to not ask why you were in a hurry or if you wanted to wait for your manager. "Get in, you guys. Tell me your address, I'll have you there as soon as I can," she said. You quickly told her where you live, and when she told you that it'd be about a forty-minute drive, you rushed to the back. The limo's partition was already up when you two slid in. It seemed as if the forty-minute drive wouldn't be too bad. Once comfortable, Calum turned towards you. "So," he started, "I'm guessing you don't get too many opportunities to get around and meet guys. Be honest, what made me special?" You grinned. You could read him a whole damn list if he wanted you to. Plus, looks aside, he seemed very interesting. What did his tattoos mean? Why did he have a little blonde streak in his hair? Why was he wearing such a fancy jacket to the after party? Every little thing about him made you curious. "You're very handsome, very talented, and if I'm being honest here, I couldn't keep my eyes off of you while you were on stage. Thank goodness you were on the side of the stage I was sitting at; I had the best seat in the house." You flirted a bit, teasing each other. His hand went to rest on your exposed thigh. "You're definitely right, I don't get to meet men often, but when they look as good as you I absolutely have to shoot my shot." With a smug look on his face, Calum asked, "And how many men have you approached who look as handsome as me?" His hand began to slide up, toying with the end of your dress. You giggled. "Would I get extra brownie points if I say that you're my first?" He gently squeezed your thigh before moving his free hand to lightly grip your chin. "Good answer, pretty girl." He pulled you to him, finally locking your lips together. If you thought this could ever be a one-time thing, you were wrong. His mouth on yours, biting your bottom lip and moving your tongues together felt way too good. You moved to straddle his lap, his hands moving to push up your tight dress. He pulled away from your mouth to travel down to your neck, leaving light, soft kisses. "If we're gonna do this we gotta make it quick. Only got a half hour before we're at yours." With your dress hiked up to your waist, he moved one of his hands to your panties, easily pushing the lacey fabric aside. You gasped when he grazed his finger over your clit. As he played with you, you pushed his sparkling jacket off his shoulders and undid the buttons of his shirt. You knew you weren't going to be able to get him naked in the limo, but at least his chest was exposed a bit. You moved down to undo his belt and pants, feeling over his hard-on. You couldn't wait to get him out of those pants. He slid his finger down to your entrance, thumb still rubbing your clit, and gently pushed in. You gasped, finally feeling something inside you. Calum turned your head to face him, leaning your foreheads together. He slowly worked his finger in and out of you. "Can't believe how wet you are for me," he mumbled against your lips, pushing in another finger. He started to speed up his movements, brushing that sweet spot inside you, making you moan out. The way you sounded moaning and whimpering his name only egged him on. Taking back a bit of control you finish undoing his pants, pulling them down a bit. You palmed him through his boxers before pulling those down too, allowing his cock to spring up. He was hard, pre-cum covering his tip, ready for you. You wrapped your hand around him, giving a few good pumps before you heard him hiss and grab your ass. He pulled out his fingers, bringing them between you two. You stuck out your tongue, giving his fingers a small lick, tasting yourself. He grinned at this and stuck the fingers in his mouth. He loved the way you tasted and couldn't wait to get back to your house where he could lay you down and eat you out for hours. During this, he pulled you closer to him, placing your cunt directly over his length. You pressed down a bit, feeling the head of his cock against your wet hole. "No more teasing, pretty girl." With that, he held your hips and pushed you down, sinking his cock into your tight pussy. You both moaned out, loving the feeling. Once you adjusted to the way his cock felt inside you, you pulled away the tiniest bit only to move back down again. His hands traveled to your ass, one hand squeezing while the other helped hold your panties to the side. You bounced a couple more times, groaning at the way he stretched you until you found your rhythm. You began to bounce at a pace that had both of you begging for more. The limo was filled with the sounds of your ass slapping against his thighs and the naughty, slippery sounds your pussy made each time you took his cock in. "Fuck Cal, I'm close," you whined out. At this, he attached his fingers to your clit, rubbing quickly to help you reach your orgasm. In no time he had you moaning. "Cal— fuck! I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum!" You both were loud messes as you came all over his cock. You stopped bouncing, so he took it upon himself to thrust up, never giving you a break, chasing his orgasm. "Look so good cumming on my cock, fuck. Gonna take my load? Gonna let me cum in your tight little cunt?" He groaned against your lips. You eagerly nodded. Fuck, how you wanted everything he had to offer. You felt him speed up his thrusts, grabbing at you so tight that you knew you'd have bruises tomorrow. You could moan just thinking about it. Right before he was about to cum he pressed his lips against yours. You immediately opened your mouth, allowing your tongues to move against one another. With a couple rough thrusts, he stilled in you, releasing into your warm, wet pussy. You pulled away from each other, grabbing at the closest phone you could find to check the time. You were about five minutes from when your driver said you'd be home. Glancing back at him, you noticed his smile. He had the prettiest post orgasm face, heart eyes for days as he looked at you. You giggled. How could a man be so sexy and so cute at the same time? Carefully, you pulled off of him. Both of you hissed at the loss of contact. You sat down, pulled your panties off, and used that as your impromptu cum rag. It wasn't the best option, but it was the only one you had. After cleaning up Calum's cum that dripped onto your thighs, you cleaned his cock. You made sure to be gentle, knowing he was just as sensitive as you after a fucking like that. You each fixed your outfits, preparing for the drive to end. Once ready, you finally faced each other. Suddenly, you both broke out laughing. "Fuck, I can't believe we just did that!" Calum nodded, wrapping his arm around you. "It was amazing pretty girl. Took me so well. Did I live up to my word? Did I show you a good time?" he asked. You pretended to contemplate his question as the limo came to a stop outside your home. "I don't know… I think you'll need to show me more before I can make a final decision." Calum grinned. He saw through your little act, and there was no way in hell he would decline your offer of letting him fuck you more. You shook up his whole night, and now he didn't want to let go of you. "I think I can do that." He opened the door, getting out and reaching a hand out to you to pull you along with him. You thanked your driver before leading him to your door. As soon as you two made it inside you were pressed against the door, his lips on yours. You pushed him back, leading the way to your bedroom, in hopes he'd continue showing you all he had to offer. You were thankful you had such a great team, and a job that empowered you and other women as well. You were thankful for the car you drove, the house you had, and the life you got to live. But most of all, you were thankful for Calum, for that night, and for the best time of your life so far.

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[noona-clock]

Something’s Brewing❄️☕ - Part 2

Genre: Coffee Shop!AU

Pairing: Jungshin x You

By Admin B

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12

It was extremely difficult for you to stay away from The Grind the next day, but you really had no choice. You spent the morning working at your internship at the city’s history museum, the afternoon cleaning your apartment, and the evening hosting your family for dinner (hence the cleaning earlier). 

You didn’t even have time to work on your paper let alone get out to get some coffee and chat with your new crush.

(You were also dying to know if Seungyoon had found out any information about him yet).

You weren’t even able to visit The Grind again until a few days after, on Saturday. While you were pretty bummed about it, you couldn’t help but bounce with excitement as you walked down the sidewalk toward the shop. Saturday was their busiest day, as it was with most businesses, so both Seungyoon and Jungshin were very likely to be there.

Before you entered, you looked down at your outfit one last time. You had taken great care to look cute and chic but still casual in your wine colored peplum sweater with a black Peter Pan collar, black skinny jeans, and black patent Oxford shoes topped off with your mustard toggle pea coat. 

The weather was growing steadily colder as December wore on, and while dropping temperatures usually made you somewhat depressed, you would never pass up a chance to wear a cute coat. Or a cute hat; a black knit beanie sat atop your wavy, tousled hair at the moment. 

It was just one of those days where you were really diggin’ your outfit. Although you wondered if Jungshin would even recognize you since he’d only seen you in 'lazy, homework day’ attire.

Taking a deep breath, you reached for the door handle, pulling it toward you and stepping inside. The place was as busy as it usually got on a Saturday, no more and no less. You were able to catch Seungyoon’s eye immediately after arriving. He was currently taking a customer’s order at the counter, but no one else was in line so you walked right on up.

“Don’t worry, I got some dirt,” he murmured once the previous customer had departed, leaving the two of you relatively alone.

“Oooh, what?” Your heart started pounding.

Seungyoon looked around to make sure his new boss wasn’t within earshot before leaning forward just a tad.

“He has a dog named Simba, he plays the bass in a band called CNBlue, he has an MBA, and...no girlfriend.”

Your spirits rose with each fact Seungyoon spouted. He was a well-educated, dog-loving bassist who was currently unattached. If that didn’t spell out ‘DREAM MAN,�� then you had no idea what did.

“Well,” was all you could say at the moment. “You done good, Yoon.”

Seungyoon smiled proudly, looking extremely satisfied with himself as he punched your chai tea latte into the register.

“What do I owe you?” you asked, handing him a couple dollars and some change.

“...A date with your sister?”

Your eyes widened, and you actively had to stop your jaw from dropping open. “Really?”

“Yeah…” Seungyoon blushed, averting his gaze bashfully.

This was...an interesting turn of events. You never in a million years would have thought he’d had the hots for your sister, but apparently, you’d been wrong.

“I’ll see what I can do,” you replied, nodding slowly, though still in utter shock.

 You turned and headed for one of your favorite armchairs by a huge window, a plush, green velvet wingback. It was rather large, perfect for curling up and staring out the window to people watch. You realized you still had to edit your paper, and now would be the perfect time to do so, but…

Another employee, Lisa, brought your drink, which made you wonder if Jungshin even was there… You hadn’t seen him yet, and looking around the shop currently yielded no better results. So you took the opportunity to whip out your phone and do some research on his band. You typed in ‘CNBlue’ into the search engine app, clicking on the first link which seemed to be their official website. 

Well, well, well. They were legit enough to have an official website. 

The picture at the top of the page showed there were four members, and honestly, all of them were extremely good-looking. 

What the heck?! How had you never heard of them before?!

You immediately clicked on the ‘Members’ section, scrolling down until you found Jungshin’s picture. 

Oh my god, he was so freaking cute.

 You read his bio, though you didn’t really find out anything new. And then…

Oh, praise Jesus. 

There was a link to his Instagram. 

You had to stop yourself from squealing, and you clicked on it so quickly you almost dropped your phone.

His feed was filled with selfies (OK THANK YOU), pictures of him and his dog, and pictures of his bandmates. You wanted to follow him, but you also didn’t want him to know you’d been stalking him. You continued to scroll through his feed, so engrossed in the pictures you didn’t even realize someone was coming toward you until you heard a voice.

“Hey, how’s everything?”

You jumped, almost dropping your phone for the second time in less than five minutes.

“Sorry!” Jungshin chuckled. “I didn’t mean to scare you!”

“Oh, it’s okay,” You replied, blushing. “I was distracted.” You turned your phone screen off and pushed it underneath your leg as quickly as you could without looking suspicious.

“No laptop today?”

“No, not today.” Geez, your heart was still thumping from being startled. (Or was it because Jungshin was now next to and talking to you?)

“Did you get your paper done?” He leaned against the windowsill, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Yeah, basically. I just have to proofread and edit it and all that jazz.”

“You really do that?”

“...Yeah?”

“I just turned in my papers as soon as I wrote the last word. It always took me so long to actually get it done, so I never had time to edit. Plus I was just so done with it by the time I finished.”

“Yeah, I know what you mean,” You chuckled. “I really don’t mind writing papers, though.”

“I wish I was like that,” he replied. “So is there anything I can get you?”

“Ummm… No, I think I’m okay.”

“Alright, just let me know if you need anything.”

“Will do.”

Once he had left, you got your phone back out and continued looking through his Instagram and the band’s website. You found a calendar and noticed they were set to play at a local venue a week from today. You obviously had to go, but you couldn’t just show up randomly and alone. You needed someone to go with you… You took a sip of your drink before getting out of your chair and heading to the front counter.

“Hey,” you said to Seungyoon, your brow furrowed.

“What’s up?”

“So, Jungshin’s band is playing at The Roxy next Saturday. Will you go with me?”

“...I asked for a date with your sister, not with you.”

“I know that,” You replied, rolling your eyes. “But I can’t just show up without a reason. If I come with you, I’ll just say you wanted to support your boss, and you asked me to come since I’m such a frequent customer. And because we’re friends.”

Seungyoon let out a little sigh but nodded. “Okay.”

“Really?! I'll make sure my sister goes on TWO dates with you.”

Seungyoon laughed, shaking his head. “No, it's all good. We are friends. It'll be fun! Besides. I want her to decide for herself if she wants to go on a second date.”

“Okay, deal,” You smiled. “I'll buy the tickets and pick you up and everything. It'll be a friend date! You just have to ask Jungshin if his band is playing soon, so that way he won’t be surprised when you show up.”

“You are kind of a mastermind, did you know that?”

You smiled sheepishly, shrugging one shoulder. You couldn’t argue with him.

Obviously, you spent the following week choosing an outfit for the concert. You wanted to keep it casual but also stylish, and you definitely didn’t want it to look like you were trying too hard. 

Finally, on Saturday afternoon, you decided on an oversized gray sweater with a floral design across the front, navy blue velvet jogger pants, and your plain white Adidas. You figured a lot of the girls there would be wearing heels, so you wanted to stand out, even if that meant you would be a good three inches shorter than most people there.

After throwing your hair up into a bun and grabbing a scarf and your purse, you set off to pick up Seungyoon. You hadn’t seen him since last Saturday, and you had some exciting news for him. Once you pulled up to his apartment complex, you sent him a text letting him know you had arrived.

You saw him hopping down the stairs, and a smile immediately came to your face. He was going to be so excited when you told him.

As soon as he was in your car and buckled up, you pulled away from his building and started off toward the venue.

“So...guess what?” you smirked.

“What?”

“My sister said yes.”

Seungyoon gasped. “Really?!”

“Yep! She wants me to give you her number.”

Seungyoon immediately reached into his pocket for his phone. After navigating to his contacts, he glanced over at You. “Okay, I'm ready.”

You chuckled before telling him your sister’s number. “Are you going to text her?”

Seungyoon was already typing.

“Oh, geez, you'll be talking to her the whole concert, won't you?”

“Probably.”

The concert started at 8, and you and Seungyoon arrived at 7:55. The place was already pretty crowded, but you were able to work your way up to about the third row. Jungshin would definitely be able to see you, but it wouldn't look like you were trying to get his attention. Well, like you, specifically, were trying to get his attention. Which you actually were, of course. But he didn’t need to know that!

When the band came out on stage, your heart leaped into your throat. Damn, he looked so good. You elbowed Seungyoon who looked up from his phone.

“What?”

“I don't stand a chance, do I?” you said, leaning in toward his ear so he could hear you over the cheers and the beginnings of CNBlue’s first song.

“What do you mean?”

“Look at him!” He looked so cool and sexy up there with his bass guitar. 

“I'm a nerd! He’ll never fall for me!”

“He will!”

“Has he ever said anything about me?”

“...No.”

You whined.

“But he hasn't talked about anything personal to me,” he assured you. “Only when I asked him that stuff you wanted to know. He's really professional at work.”

Well...that did make you feel a little better…

Once you actually started paying attention to the music…you found out you really enjoyed their songs. They were super catchy and very poppy, but in an extremely good way. It was the kind of music that just made you feel good.

During the third or fourth song, Jungshin spotted the two of you. You almost looked away out of embarrassment, but he smiled and gave you The Nod. So he must not have thought you were weird for showing up! Knowing this, you were able to relax a little more and really feel the music. You would have to buy a CD if they had one because you already had some of these songs stuck in your head.

They played for about an hour and a half, but you wanted them to play for longer. By the end of the last song, you had not only fallen in love with CNBlue, but you had fallen even harder for Jungshin. You had really never had a thing for musicians before, but now you completely understood the appeal.

“Okay, they were really good,” Seungyoon stated as he and you headed toward the exit.

“How would you know? You were texting my sister basically the whole time,” you laughed, smirking a little.

“I was still listening!!”

“They were really good, though,” you agreed. “We need to stop by the merch booth to see if they have CDs.”

You cut through the crowd of people exiting and headed toward the back where the venue staff was selling t-shirts and CDs. Yes! 

You got out your wallet, handing the employee ten bucks and receiving the CD in return. You turned it over to read the tracklist, getting excited when you saw some songs you recognized from tonight.

“Okay, let’s go,” you said to Seungyoon, who was yet again typing away on his phone and not paying attention to what you were saying.

“Come on, Romeo,” you chuckled, putting a hand on his back and pushing him towards the exit.

Seungyoon finally put his phone away once you were outside, a very satisfied expression overtaking his face.

“What?” you asked, narrowing your eyes at him.

“I’m taking your sister to the art museum tomorrow.”

“Was that your idea?”

“I mean...no. I asked her what she liked to do, and she said she liked to go to museums. I didn’t want to just take her out to dinner or to a movie, y’know?”

“Honestly, I would rather not talk about this.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s my sister!” You stopped walking then, turning to face him. “And I swear to God if you do anything to hurt her, physically or emotionally, I will rip you to shreds.”

Seungyoon’s eyes widened. He had never been afraid of you in the whole time he’d known you. He had never even thought to be afraid of you. But the way you were staring at him...the look in your eyes… 

He was afraid of you right now.

“I understand,” he said with a solemn nod.

You smiled then. “Good.”

Just after you started walking again, you heard someone call out your name first, then Seungyoon’s name. It sounded awfully like… 

Could it be? 

You turned, your heart stopping when you saw Jungshin waving at you with one hand, carrying his bass guitar case in his other hand. There was a crowd of fans behind him, and you could see his three bandmates were still among them taking pictures and signing autographs.

“Oh my god,” you murmured, grabbing Seungyoon’s elbow.

“Be cool,” Seungyoon whispered, waving back at Jungshin. “This is a good sign.”

“I am mentally incapable of being cool,” you reminded him, pursing your lips a little. Jungshin was walking over to you, smiling kind of like a goofball, and it was freaking adorable.

“You’re cooler than you think you are! Look at your outfit. That is totally a cool outfit.”

“Really? You think so?”

“Yes, it is,” Seungyoon assured you before turning toward Jungshin, who was now close enough to hear you. “Don’t you think her outfit is cool?”

Your face turned bright red as Jungshin looked you up and down.

“Oh, yeah, definitely,” he agreed.

“Thanks,” you replied, unable to look either of them in the eye at the moment.

“Y’know,” Jungshin began, talking to Seungyoon. “When you asked about this, I didn’t think you’d actually show up.”

“Hey!” Seungyoon laughed, clutching at his heart to show how hurt he was by his boss’s statement. “I am a man of my word... and a really good employee.”

“And you brought... a date?”

You couldn’t help but hear the tiny note of disappointment in his question. Of course, you fully realized you had completely imagined this, but you chose to believe you hadn’t.

“Oh, no,” Seungyoon said at the same time as you said, “No, no, no, no.”

“He’s dating my sister, actually,” you added, even though it wasn’t technically true. Yet. And you figured you might as well put this out there: “I’m not dating anyone.”

“It’s true,” Seungyoon said. “She’s 100% single. Ow.”

You had just elbowed him in the ribs.

“Really? Hmm,” Jungshin hummed. And before you could analyze what exactly that meant, he spoke again. “So what did you guys think?”

“I had a really good time,” you told him, trying your best not to smile like an idiot. “I even bought a CD.”

Jungshin laughed as you held the CD up to show him proof of your statement. “You didn’t have to do that!”

“I wanted to! I really enjoyed your songs!”

“Oh yeah? Well, thank you. I’m glad you had a good time.” Jungshin smiled at you, though it was a sort of...shy smile? Were you imagining things again?

“You’ll have to let me know when you have another gig, I’d love to come.”

“Really?” he asked, eyes widening a little. “I’d love for you to come, I’ll definitely let you know.”

“Oh my gosh, I’m so rude,” you murmured quickly, realizing you hadn’t praised him for a job well done. “You did a great job!”

“Thanks,” Jungshin chuckled bashfully, stuffing his free hand in his jeans pocket.

Seungyoon was beginning to feel a bit awkward which he knew was a good thing for you. But, still, he cleared his throat, garnering Jungshin’s attention. “We, uh, should probably get going.”

As much as you wanted to stay and talk to Jungshin, you were getting a little sleepy… “Yeah, we need to head out.”

“Me too, actually. Got an early shift at the shop tomorrow.”

“I’ll see you there,” Seungyoon chuckled, though he really wasn’t looking forward to it. The ‘early shift part’ not the ‘see you there’ part.

You wanted to say the same thing (‘I’ll see you there’) but you figured that would be a little...too much. You were definitely coming in tomorrow morning, though. Jungshin just didn’t need to know that until... tomorrow morning.

“Thanks again for coming,” Jungshin said. “I really appreciate it.”

“You’re welcome, boss,” Seungyoon replied with a small salute before heading off toward your car.

Part 3

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