#aomg oneshot

[jae-bummer]

What Is Probably the Worst Pep Talk Ever

Request: hi! could i request for a scenario with jay park where his girlf teases him and denies him of skinship (doesn’t hug back or give him kisses) i love the way u write sm, thank u if u choose to write it. also while ure at it im curious whether ur username is inspired by him.

To answer your question, my username is actually inspired by Jay B from Got7! Got7 was actually one of the first groups I stanned :)

Pairing: Jay Park x Reader

Genre: Fluff (Warning: 18+ for language and steamy commentary)

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"Are you nervous?" you asked, stepping into the elevator.

"Nervous?" Jay chuckled. "Not even once in my life."

"Am I misremembering?" you hummed, tapping your chin. "Or didn't you say you were nervous the day you asked if we could be exclusive?"

"Well, I mean," he cringed.

"And what about the time when we had first started dating and you said I made you nervous?" you continued.

"You must have dreamed it," he said, fighting the corners of his mouth from turning upward. "Jay Park is never nervous."

"Says the man talking about himself in third person," you laughed. "You still haven't pressed the elevator button by the way."

"Shit," he muttered, stepping forward and furrowing his eyebrows. "What floor did I say we needed to be on again?"

"11 maybe?" you tried. "Maybe if you weren't so nervous, you'd remember."

Shooting you a glare over his shoulder, he stabbed at the appropriate button, and stepped back to stand beside you.

You couldn't help but chuckle as you tucked yourself into Jay's side. He was easily the most self-assured person to ever suffer from self-esteem issues. While the two traits sounded like they shouldn't intermingle, they somehow did. He liked to play at being cocky and keep his image intact, but you were the one who saw him lose sleep over some of his daily decisions. It had become one of your sole missions in life to make sure that he knew a healthy amount of worry was okay. He didn't have to conquer the world every time he stepped foot out of his door.

"Who all is supposed to be at this thing?" you sighed, adjusting your outfit.

"A lot of industry people," Jay grumbled. "A lot of people I need to impress."

"Is it a need or a want?" you asked, looking at him from your periphery. Judging by the little wrinkle in between his brows, you weren't sure if he was even listening. "Jay?"

Shaking off his trance, he turned to you with wide eyes. "Yeah?"

"You didn't hear me, did you?" you grinned.

As you spoke, the elevator finally stopped at your desired floor and started to slide open. Wrapping his fingers around yours, Jay took a deep breath. You could immediately feel the sweat coating his palms.

"I say this with love," you whispered as you moved forward into the hallway. "Please, please, wipe your hands on your jeans."

"Y/N," he hissed. Taking his hand from yours, he wiped helplessly at his thighs. "My palms don't sweat."

"Then they're crying."

Taking another deep breath through his nose, Jay placed his hand on the small of your back and leaned in. "Have I ever told you that you are the cutest, most fucking impossible person I have ever met?"

Spinning away from him, you grinned. "Have I ever told you that when you're worried about something, you clench your jaw? It's kind of hot but can't be great for your teeth."

"For the love of God," he groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Could you please just support me here?"

"Why?" you asked, fake confusion coating your features. "Are you nervous?"

If looks could kill, you would be dead on the floor. Finally conceding, you reached forward to weave your fingers through his. "Baby, being nervous isn't a bad thing. It just means that something important is happening."

"Fine!" he gasped. "You caught me! Jay Park is actually stressed the fuck out!"

"Third person-"

"Y/N," he deadpanned.

"Okay, okay," you cooed, patting him carefully on the chest. "What has you stressed out?"

Glancing over his shoulder and toward the sounds of the party you were supposed to attend, he looked back at you. "Do we really have to do this right now?"

"No one is going to hear you admitting your weaknesses," you chuckled. "Just tell me what's going on in your head."

"Okay, for one, I don't have weaknesses, so let's establish that right here and fucking now."

"Of course, baby."

He rolled his eyes and began to pout. "I just...don't want to look stupid."

"You know you're the best at what you do," you nodded in what you hoped was encouragement. "Even if you do make yourself look stupid, you always save it somehow."

"But these people, Y/N," he clucked, shaking his head. "They're next level. Investors I need, executives that could have a lot to say about my next moves-"

"And so what?" you asked. "You may not be the tallest in the room, or the most well-spoken, but-"

"Ay! Ay! Ay!" he grunted. "You are shit at pep talks, you know that?"

You couldn't help but laugh at his reaction, which in turn made him give you a reluctant smile. "You have you're short-"

"Watch it."

"Shortcomings," you asserted. "But everyone does. You overcome yours every time."

"Yeah, I do, don't I?"

"You do," you smiled. "I know you're your own biggest fan and I'm likely the second biggest. Let me step into that number one spot and have your back tonight."

"Pfft, unnecessary," he chuckled. "Even if I'm struggling, I still got me."

"Of course!" you huffed. "So silly of me to even suggest otherwise!"

Pulling you into him, Jay wrapped his arms around your waist, and nuzzled his face into your neck. "Look at you with that big, sexy brain. Making all of the sense in the world."

"More like stroking your ego in the precisely correct locations," you laughed, scrubbing your fingers across the back of his scalp.

"You can stroke me in other ways tonight," he whispered, biting playfully at your ear.

Moving to face you, he leaned forward to attempt a kiss. Naturally, you turned away. His lips met your cheek, causing him to groan.

Laughing, you turned toward him again, and pulled him in by the shoulders. Smiling up until the moment your lips met, you allowed yourself to get caught up in the man that drove you crazy. In true Jay fashion, he slid his hand down to give a tight squeeze to your butt, causing you to squeak in alarm.

"I think I'm ready now," he hummed. "You?"

"I've been ready," you said quietly. "I was just waiting for you to be too."

[clariannahoney]

Desire Amidst the Deception

The bass thumped through my chest as I surveyed the dance floor from my usual spot at the bar. Poseidon was packed tonight, every corner filled with bodies moving to the relentless beat. My eyes scanned the crowd, a habit born from years of running this place—always watching, always calculating.

That's when I saw him. Jay Park, unmistakable even in the dim light and chaos of the club. His presence wasn't announced; he didn't need it. The subtle shift in the air around him told me everything. People noticed, their reactions a mix of awe and disbelief. He moved through the crowd like a shadow, his eyes locked on mine.

"Joo Ran," he said as he reached the bar, his voice low and smooth. "I've heard a lot about you."

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by his directness. "All good, I hope?"

He smiled, a flash of white against his dark skin. "The best. They say you run this city after dark."

I laughed, the sound lost in the music. "Just this club, Jay. Nothing more."

His gaze lingered, intense and probing. "I don't believe that for a second."

The conversation could have ended there, but something kept it going. We talked, or rather, shouted over the music, about everything and nothing. His world of fame and mine of nightlife seemed galaxies apart, yet here we were, connecting over drinks and shared smiles.

As the night wore on, the crowd thinned slightly, and the music softened. Jay leaned closer, his voice now clear as he asked, "Do you ever get tired of this life, Joo Ran?"

I considered his question, feeling the weight of my reality. "Sometimes," I admitted. "But it's all I know."

He nodded, understanding in his eyes. "I get that. Sometimes, I just want to be Jay, not Jay Park, superstar."

There was a vulnerability in his admission that touched me. In that moment, the barriers between us seemed to dissolve. I reached out, touching his hand lightly. "Then be Jay tonight. Just Jay."

His eyes darkened, a storm brewing within them. "And what about you? Can you be just Joo Ran?"

I hesitated, then nodded. "For tonight, yes."

He stood, pulling me gently from my stool. "Let's get out of here. Somewhere quiet."

I should have said no. I should have remembered the walls I'd built around myself, the reasons why mixing my world with his was a dangerous game. But as I looked into his eyes, I saw an escape, a chance to forget the pressures of my life, even if just for a few hours.

We left Poseidon together, stepping into the cool night air. Seoul stretched out around us, a glittering sea of lights. Jay led me to a sleek car parked nearby, its engine purring softly as we slid inside.

The drive was silent, each of us lost in our thoughts. When we arrived at his hotel, a towering monolith of glass and steel, I felt a twinge of apprehension. This was crossing a line, stepping into his world instead of staying in mine.

Inside his suite, the city lights spilled across the floor, casting everything in a soft glow. Jay poured us drinks, his movements confident and assured. We sat on the edge of the expansive balcony, looking out over the sleepless city.

"This is far from quiet," I noted, sipping my drink.

He chuckled. "It's as close as we can get in Seoul."

We fell into easy conversation again, the earlier tension easing between us. As the night deepened, so did our connection. Jay's hand found mine, his touch sending shivers up my arm.

"Joo Ran," he murmured, drawing closer. "I don't want this night to end."

I met his gaze, my heart pounding. "Neither do I."

His lips brushed mine, tentative at first, then with growing urgency. The kiss deepened, our surroundings fading away until all that existed was the feel of him against me, his hands exploring my body with a mixture of reverence and desire.

Clothing became an obstacle, removed piece by piece, revealing skin that longed to be touched. Jay's mouth trailed down my neck, igniting a fire that spread through my veins. I pulled him closer, needing to feel all of him against me.

The night unfolded in a haze of passion, each touch, each kiss a promise of more. Jay's expertise matched his reputation, every move calculated to drive me wild. And I responded in kind, letting go of my inhibitions, surrendering to the pleasure he offered.

As dawn approached, we lay tangled in sheets, the city below slowly waking. Jay traced patterns on my back, his expression thoughtful.

"What happens now?" I asked, my voice hoarse from screaming his name.

He paused, then kissed my forehead. "Whatever we want, Joo Ran. Whatever we want."

[k-hiphopshit]

You Are A Goddess (Jay Park x Reader)

 hey guys... what’s up? how’s it going? let’s just cut to the shit, i felt nostalgic and started reading the imagines i used to port and I want to start writing again so...here goes nothing, this was requested by anon probably years ago i’m sorry baby for taking this long but I hope they see this and like it

Jay was a very handsome and charismatic man, you met him when you had gotten a job as Joon Kyungs a.k.a Dok2 personal assistant, so that meant you had to make a tons of phonecalls to other artists and people in the industry to confirm, arrange or cancel and inform about all types of things.

Jay was a bit stunned when he heard your voice over the phone, he could hear your smile, you sounded like you were really happy and excited for something and since he was drowning in responsibilities it was a breath of fresh air to hear someone talk in such a soothing and positive way. When he found out you were calling on Kyung’s behalf he got in contact with him and asked him about you

“Oh (y/n), she is my star right now, she is on top of everything and i’ve never met a person that is smiling genuinely so much”

After a few weeks joon kyung hosted an event for his birthday which meant you were in charge of pretty much everything and had to make sure everything went smoothly and exactly how your boss requested it. You saw Joon Kyung waving you over, he was with Dong gab and two other men you hadn’t personally met but you knew of them, well it wasn’t that hard since it was the infamous Jay Park and Simon D

“(y/n) let me introduce you to my good friends Jay Park and Kisok”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, I am a big fan of your music and achievements”

“Thank you, that means a lot. We’ve been also hearing a lot of good things about you as well”

Jay took the lead and tried to stall the conversation as much as he could. As soon as you walked over to them he felt your positive aura that was so addictive, you seemed so grounded and so effortlessly put together it was fascinating for him, since in his industry they were so many people that tried so hard to seem like something they aren’t and were never meant to be it was a nice fresh tone to be around someone that seemed authentic.

“I’m sure he is exaggerating as always, but i’ll gladly take any compliment I can get”

-

After that Jay pursued you, he wanted to be around you, listen to you talk, he craved that comfortable and inviting aura you exude, not too long after that you started dating and not too long after that you were puking like you had been possessed by a Demon.

Jay was so excited about the baby, of course he was shocked at first and very scared since he had so many people depending on him that he was on call 24/7 with everyone and a child is a big responsibility, however in his eyes he couldn’t wait to be blessed by you with such gift, you would bring a life into this world, a beautiful combination of him and you and how could he deny himself such heaven?

He made sure you had everything you needed at any time, he was there at every doctors appointment, he was there when you needed some help to put your shoes on, baking and making all kinds of crazy recipes that you craved and of course he was there when you gave birth to a beautiful baby girl named Kyung Mi.

Yet not everyone shared his excitement, the media were ruthless and the fans were not pleased to say the least, their idol and a well known bachelor was suddenly not only in a relationship but also was having a baby. Your face was plastered all over the tabloids and of course they started digging up your past. While you were still pregnant Jay made sure to hide as much as he could, after you gave birth not only you started seeing more and more of it what also did not help was the extra weight you had gained and it seemed to be very stubborn,

“What are you doing? it’s 3 am?”

Jay had just walked in after a concert, expecting to find his girlfriend and baby girl sleeping, on the contrary he found you exercising and doing crunches at the living room with the baby monitor right next to you.

“Exactly, which means is the only time I can work out without Mi needing something”

He had noticed how you started eating less, always talking about new healthier recipes and it wasn’t the first time he had caught you working out in the middle of the night. He huffed and walked towards you as he sat down on the floor while you kept going with your work out

“Baby you’ve been staying up late to work out more and more”

“Don’t start Jay, you just got home as well”

“I had to work”

“Yes, so did I Jay. But now I have a family to take care of”

He bit his lower lip in a settle way to hold back his words. He knew how much it hurt you that you were staying home since you loved your job so much, of course Kyung understood and told you that when you feel ready to come back the spot is yours. Still, you felt in complete, nothing was the same anymore, you didn’t fit in your clothes, your breasts were swollen and bruised since Kyung Mi was starting to bite and of course the waking up in the middle of the night from the crying did not help either. Jay tried to help as much as he could , unfortunately he couldn’t drop everything and stay home so he understood your frustration.

“How about we take a shower together? We are both sweaty and we can... help each other”

“You can go first”

That also was a part of your new life, you wanted to have sex with Jay... who wouldn’t the problem wasn’t him it was you, you felt fat and ugly and just wanted to cover up and go to bed.

Jay was of course very supportive and expressed his feelings for you every day, that didn’t change the way you saw yourself even when you wished it did. Jay sighed and got up from the floor, leaving you be and getting lost in his own thoughts.

He had to do something and he had to do it quickly. Some how some way there was something he could do that would help you, of course that meant he needed advice from a woman and preferably someone that knew you.

-

“What’s going on big papa?”

Jessi teased as she picked up the phone. You and Jessi had gotten closer over the years and she was someone you used to go out with very often, so Jay thought maybe she had any good ideas.

“Hey, I need your help with something”

“I hope you didn’t hurt my baby (y/n), you owe her after pushing a baby out of her”

“No i didn’t do anything. She’s been very distant lately, she seems to be kind of sulking because of the baby weight and it has taken such a big toll on her”

“Well yeah i’m sure it did, have you tried like having a conversation?”

“yes but she is shutting me out, blaming me about not helping her and missing her job”

“Oh man, Let me see what I can come up with”

-

Jessi was a Saint sent straight from heaven. Her plan was brilliant, she went over the house at 10 a.m and pretty much kicked you out and send you at a well known spa and resort as a “god mother gift” where she had planned a full boy massage and a facial, as well as a sauna and yoga. You haven’t felt this relaxed in a while, letting someone take care of you and not having to worry about the baby crying and if she needs a diaper change was something she desperately needed. 

After everything she was led to a room that had a big package with a beautiful pink bow and a letter. As she opened it she immediately recognized the hand writing.

“To my baby mama,

Take a sweet nap and in 3 hours a hair and make up artist will come to get you all dolled up for our dinner. 

I love you,

your baby daddy”

You smiled and chose to not open the box yet, you left it to the side and laid down on the bed smiling brightly at the letter he had left you. You knew he cared but it was still nice to see that he really did try.

As the letter promised a hair and make up artist came and hooked you up with the good stuff, they made you look like a person you hadn’t see in a while. You went for a nice soft gold eye make up and a red lip and you hair just a nice blow out but it was just so refreshing to finally look like your old self. Then came the the time to finally open the box and of course what was inside was absolutely stunning

It was tight around your stomach which you did not love and it did put you down a little bit but since you had nothing else to wear you just pushed it in the back of your mind, he had even bought your favorite perfume to wear and of course you noticed the lack of undewear in the box.

As you walked in the hotels restaurant you noticed nobody else was in here other than the servers and Jay. He got up and offered you a single red rose

“Milady”

You giggle as you took it and gave it a little sniff. You couldn’t hold back and went in to hug him, which he wanted to do as well.

“You look ravishing baby”

“Thank you, you look handsome as well”

He pulled back your seat and as you sat down he placed a gentle kiss on your shoulder right on top of the extremely thin spaghetti strap of your dress before taking a seat directly in front of you.

“Tonight is not about me beautiful, tonight is dedicated to you. The sexiest woman on the planet”

“Oh please, maybe after I love half of what I weight”

“Baby why are you putting yourself down? You know I would love you no matter what you weight right?”

You bit your lip. You knew Jay loved you, it was just you that felt insecure and almost like you were holding him back from everything, his career, his friends, everything had changed now and you felt responsible for it, the reason that you were so good at your job was that you took responsibility for everything so naturally it happened now as well.

“I know it’s just, I feel like I’m holding you back”

“What? What do you mean?”

“You were supposed to have a world tour this year and you cancelled it, as well as many other performances cause you wanted to come to doctors appointments”

“Exactly, I chose to cancel them baby, I wanted to be there”

“Yes but... I don’t know I just feel like I’m a burden, also I’ve gain weight and I feel... ugly”

There was a silence after that, since the waiter came and placed the food in front of you. You looked down at your feet, embarrassed and also a bit nervous of what Jay would say, after the waiter walked away Jay got up from his seat and kneeled in front of you, placing his one hand on top of yours and the other reached your chin so you can meet his eyes.

“You are one strong woman you know that? You loved me unconditionally and you gave me a beautiful child, sometimes I feel like I don’t deserve such a person in my life, you are no longer a woman to me... you are a Goddess. That’s why I don’t think i’ll find a more perfect time to do this”

“Do what?”

He reached for his pocket and pulled a small red velvet box. As soon as you saw it you started tearing up and your breathing stopped. Jay looked at you once again, he was saving it for the end of the meal but now it just seemed such a perfect moment.

“(Y/F/N) will you do me the absolute honor and let me your husband?”

“yes”

you whispered as you bot got up and went for a passionate kiss letting your feelings flow and the tears roll down your cheek. You were so happy, finally after so long you felt the connection you had with him before the baby, you missed this pure raw bond you shared, the passion flowed after so many months of complete drought.

“You are so pretty even when you cry”

You laughed once again as you gently wiped your tears not to mess your perfectly applicated make up. He slipped the ring on your finger and kissed your hand 

“Let’s eat and then I can take my dessert in the bedroom”

“Can’t wait mister Park”

[khh-writings]

Company rules

"Okay, it's settled. See you all tonight." As soon as he finished speaking, he got up and left the room. You couldn't help but follow him with your eyes. Sighing, you picked up your things (your iPad, your planner and your purse) and left the room after saying goodbye to your co-workers. Lee Sung Hwa always looked so serious when working. However, you knew he wasn't like that, not at all. He was a funny, sweet guy you ended working with. One thing was for sure: he was the popular type. In high school, even at the company, he seemed to magnetically appeal to everyone near him. You were in the same class for some years, but you weren't really close. He was definitely the type of guy you rejected at that time. It was funny, whenever you thought about it: everything you liked about him now was what made you hate him, being so rebellious back then. He was never bad, he was just... the type of guy everyone liked. The handsome one, the perfect one. You couldn't be more surprised when you got the job of your dreams, after much time of hard work, and found out that you would be working side by side with no other than him. Well, you were more surprised, indeed, when he greeted you so friendly, calling you by your name and speaking about the old times. You hadn't expected him to remember you. Years went by and somehow you managed to be in that position, and so he had managed as well. Even though it wasn't that surprising: everyone loved him. The CEO, executives, employees... All of them were fond of Lee Sung Hwa. You couldn't complain about that. ----------- Almost everyone was already there when you arrived at the restaurant. The CEO herself had booked the most amazing place for the company dinner. Everyone was there, even him. He raised his head as you entered the room. His smile was as stunning as always. You doubted for a moment, not knowing where to sit. The chair next to him was empty. It was not as if you were avoiding him, you had a good relationship and even met outside work sometimes with other co-workers, but you always tried not to let your feelings control you. You smiled politely at him as you walked to the next table where your best friends in the company were sitting. "I think company events are nice, but we don't really have much opportunity to be close to our colleagues, with that company rule. Don't you think, Y/n? Y/n? Earth calling Y/n, do you copy?" "Hmm? Sorry, I got distracted," you answered to Amanda, who was sitting next to you. "All you care about is flirting," said Leah. The others laughed, including yourself. Hanging out with them was fun, and you were really grateful for having them as your colleagues and friends. "Well, I can't say I would mind flirting with Sung Hwa," Amanda assured, lowering her voice so no one but them could hear her. "Come on, he's totally out of your league," you answered, jokingly. Amanda pouted and gave you a nudge. You smiled as you looked at his back and his black hair, not that far from you. He seemed to be enjoying himself. ------ A couple of hours later, no one was that sober anymore. People were dancing to the music coming out of the speakers, maybe a bit louder than you'd like. You were sipping a cold, colourful drink with your back against the bar. "Having fun?" Sung Hwa, who had been talking cheerfully with some guys from the finance department, had come closer to you. You nodded as you took another sip from your drink, feeling a bit dizzy as you kept drinking. "And you? Are you having fun?" You asked. "Yes, quite a lot," he got closer and rested his arm on the bar. "Well, you see, I'm curious. Out of whose league am I, exactly?" Your arms started to shake, almost causing you to spill your drink. "I'm not supposed to tell you." It was a weird feeling, talking to him so casually. You barely talked to each other, just the two of you, out of the office. It felt good, though. You smiled. "It doesn't matter, anyway. You know? We've known each other for a while now... Listen, I've been thinking a lot lately and I just needed to tell you. "Tell me what?" "That I like you." "What?" This time you did spill your drink. Your dress got some wet spots, but the worst part was the bar, which ended completely soaked. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry," you told the barman as he came holding a wipe in his hand. "Don't worry, I'll clean this up." You moved away from the bar, leaving your now empty drink on it. Instinctively, you crossed your arms against your chest, as if they were going to protect you from what was happening. "You are kidding, aren't you?" "I think I've never been more serious." "Then, why? Why would you tell me?" You started to feel somewhat angry. "I... You don't need to say or do anything," was Sung Hwa stuttering? You were shocked. It was so improper of him. "I just needed you to know." Okay, you were completely angry. So he needed to tell you? Why the hell now? "You needed me to know? What the hell is that? You needed me to share the burden, isn't it? Or worse, you wanted to get rid of your secret and just make me responsible for it. You know what? Fuck this. Sung Hwa looked surprised and hurt. Damn it, you didn't understand anything of that, but it hurt. You turned away and left. Outside, the night was cool, refreshing. There was nowhere to sit, so the curbside was just fine. "I'm sorry," Sung Hwa sat down next to you. "I didn't mean to hurt you in any way." "Well, you did," you sighed, being calmer now. "Worst timing ever, you know? Since when?" "Since when?" You didn't answer. "Last year of high school, probably. Maybe even before that." "This is crazy," you smirked while remembering all those times you've thought about of him. "And what am I supposed to do now?" "I told you, you don't need to do anything." "What if I want to?" You surprised even yourself saying that. He opened his eyes a lot and grinned at you. "Since when?" "I don't know really." You looked at him, puzzled. His hair was black, as was his suit. He was as handsome and elegant as always, and he was glowing. He suddenly hugged you. "What are we going to do with the company rule?" That damn rule made sure employees didn't have romantic relationships with each other. "We'll manage." His tone was so reassuring that your unease disappeared. His scent was heady. Hugging him felt almost unreal, but you knew that there was no need to hide your feelings again.

_______________________

Hey there, lovely people. How are you doing? I hope everyone’s okay and spending this quarantine as good as possible. The situation is still very serious here in Spain, and it’s been a month since I could go out freely. I’ve always been quite the introvert type, so I’m pretty okay, but anxiety kicks in sometimes. 

I had this idea for a fic the other day and here you are! I hope you like it.

Also, sorry for not updating more, I’ve been focusing on other projects lately.

Be safe and strong, y’all. <3

[pocket-scenarios]

First Impressions - Loco

(Admin: WS)

“How’s it feel to be twenty-one,” your brother calls loudly over the music sliding a drink in your direction, swinging his arm around your shoulder, “you’re old enough to drink now,” you roll your eyes letting out a soft scoff.

“I’ve been old enough to drink in Korea,” you remind him taking a drink from the cup he had slid in your direction and he clicks his tongue in response.

“Is that why you wanted to move here so you could go clubbing, you’re such a bad kid,” Jaebum mutters clicking his tongue and you roll your eyes once more, his friends that are sitting across from the two of you sicker to themselves.

“When are you going to introduce them to me?” You say nodding your head in their direction, Jaebum lets out a hum pointing towards them.

“You’ve met Chase,” Jaebum says pointing towards Chase and you nod, “that’s Gray, Seonghwa and Loco, Hyukwoo,” Seonghwa is really gorgeous, like unbelievably good-looking, but Hyukwoo catches your attention more, just because he seems so awkward and he has really cute eyes that catch your attention.

“Nice to meet you Seonghwa, Hyukwoo, nice seeing you again Chase,” you say with a small laugh, Hyukwoo hums in response not actually saying anything, “I can guess Seonghwa came to drink,” you say with a click of your tongue which seems to startle the older, “Hyukwoo hasn’t even touched his drink though,” you turn towards your brother who shakes his head.

“You’ll get used to her, she doesn’t speak formal to anyone,” Jaebum explains, “I’m going to go sit at the bar,” Jaebum hits your shoulder standing up, and as expected Seonghwa follows him leaving you, Hyukwoo, and Chase together.

“Are you not going to drink?” You ask pointing towards Hyukwoo’s still full cup he nods softly looking down at the cup and spinning the liquid in it, “why?” You ask with a laugh.

“I’m making sure everyone leaves safe,” he says softly rolling his lips together, he seems too cute to be someone that you’re brother hangs out with, “it’s your birthday so I don’t mind,” Hyukwoo says softly, your brother comes back to the table without Seonghwa which leads Chase to go look for him, presumably to make sure he doesn’t do something illegal.

“You know,” your brother starts, “Hyukwoo has never offered to stay sober before,” Jaebum says accusingly, “Hyukwoo, I love you guys, but none of you are good enough for my sister,” Hyukwoo lets out a shy laugh and you hit your brother’s arm sending Hyukwoo and apologetic smile.

“It’s my first time meeting her,” Hyukwoo says with a pout, “is it wrong to make a good impression,” Hyukwoo whines out and you let out a small laugh listening to the back and forth bickering of the two that follows.

“I’m twenty-one, I can make my own decisions, Jay,” you say with a laugh patting his shoulder lightly, something about Hyukwoo makes you want to defend him, “thank you, Hyukwoo,” you say softly, “this is pretty boring though Jaebum, I don’t dance, talk to people, or drink much,” you say with a click of your tongue taking another small sip of your drink, alcohol always just reminds you of medicine.

“Of course, it’s boring to you, you don’t like people,” Jaebum mutters under his breath, “I guess just, stay with Hyukwoo,” Jaebum says with a heavy sigh before standing up again, “don’t hit on my sister, I’ll have to kill you,” Jaebum says in what you can only assume must sound threatening in his mind, but in reality it just didn’t work.

“How do you and Seonghwa put up with a man like him as your CEO?” You say exasperatedly, just being around him makes you tired, the two of you really are complete opposites, Hyukwoo lets out a laugh dropping his head towards the table.

“I guess we all get along really well,” Hyukwoo says with a small nod, “he talks really good about you, I was excited to meet you tonight,” Hyukwoo says in almost a whisper your heart flutters a bit from this and you let out a small laugh in an attempt to hide that.

“It’s nice to meet you too,” you coo biting the inside of your cheek trying to think of something to say to him to keep a conversation going but failing miserably, the two of you end up sitting in a relatively comfortable silence him occasionally pointing out stupid stuff people are doing around the club.

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Valentine’s Proposal (Jay Park Smut)

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Admin: Nari

Genre: Smut (soft/vanilla), fluff

POV: First (male x female)

A/N: I know it’s long past Valentine’s Day, but this was a request and there was no reason for me to turn it down. Also, I’m not amazing at romance, so if it’s terrible then oops.

Wearing a short red dress and black heels, I walked into the dining room. I was desperately trying to not stumble, even though my ankles were already killing me and I rarely wore heels. On the dining table, there were two glasses of champagne, a box of variety chocolates, and a flower bouquet. I nearly jumped when I felt two muscular arms wrap around my waist and a pair of plush, heavenly full lips press against my shoulders.

“You look gorgeous from behind. I can’t wait to see the full view.”

A smile crept its way onto my face, and I turned around and placed my hands on his broad chest. “You’re the only guy I know who manages to be perverted and charming at the same time.”

A smile lit up Jay’s face and he gently kissed my lips. “I’m the only guy allowed to be perverted towards you, though. And I was right that the front view is absolutely stunning.” He took a small step away from me to get a better look and whistled, causing me to blush and giggle. “Come on, sit down. Your feet must be killing you.” He lead me by the hand to the table, pulling out a chair and pushing me in once I sat down. He sat opposite of me and we both grabbed a glass of wine. “Cheers to our amazing relationship that I would not trade for the world.”

I smiled and my heart raced at his words. Usually the sweetest thing he would say was ‘I love you’ or something perverted, even though he truly was an amazing boyfriend. “Cheers.” We chimed our glasses together and I took a sip while he took three. “Are you nervous for something? You’re usually not one for wine and here you are, happily drinking it.”

He smiled sheepishly and shook his head. “No, not at all. I’m just happy to be here with you.”

My eyes crinkled as my smile widened. “I’m happy to be here with you, too.”

“I reserved a dinner for us, so we should probably get going.”

I stood up from the chair as he did and started walking out to his car. “You didn’t rent the whole restaurant this time, did you?”

As he reached the driver’s side, he put on his blazer, unlocked the his car, and sat in the driver’s seat. I sat in the passenger’s seat as he simply replied with, “Don’t worry about it. It’s Valentine’s Day, so I need to show my love.” The engine came to life and he drove in the direction of what I assumed was heading towards the restaurant.

Once we reached the restaurant, we walked in and I discovered that he had reserved the restaurant for just the two of us. We sat down at a table lit by candlelight. The candles were unscented, but provided a beautiful glow.

“It’s not surprising that you rented the place for the night,” I said as I sat in a chair and began scanning over the menu. He sat across from me and started reading his menu, glancing back up at me every so often. He was trying to be sneaky about it, but he had never been good at hiding things. I placed my menu down flat on the table top and watched him. “Jay.”

“Yeah?,” he asked in an almost startled voice, trying to put on an act.

“Why do you keep looking at me?”

He scoffed and grinned. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Jay! What are you hiding? Is a band going to come out of nowhere and start playing?”

He laughed and simply replied, “No. If I wanted to have someone perform for you, I’d either do it myself or get one of the AOMG boys to.”

I rolled my eyes and smiled, shaking my head. “You would go to the ends of the world to promote your boys.”

“Of course. Friends help friends.”

We spent the rest of the night talking about nonsense, laughing, eating, and drinking. After having a dessert of strawberry cheesecake, he did his nervous habit of rubbing his hands together slowly and then silently clapping them together. He looked incredibly handsome in a tuxedo, but the tattoos made him look like a mob boss. I would have giggled if it weren’t for the fact that 

“Jay? What’s wrong?”

“Oh! Nothing. Sorry. I guess I kind of spaced out. Go ahead and head out to the car while I pay.” He stiffly smiled and stood up, helping me out of my seat and walking me to the door, and then heading to the front desk.

Later that night, I was now makeup-less and wearing shorts and one of Jay’s tank tops that was a little too big for me, but was comfortable and smelled like his cologne. We were lying in bed, watching La La Land, when he paused the movie and turned to face me. Anxiousness was written all over his face and my worry returned. He was rarely, if ever, anxious.

He opened his mouth and let it hang open for a few split seconds before finally speaking: “I’ve been thinking about this for a while and the moment finally feels right...” He reached into the pocket of his gym shorts and pulled out a small box covered with crushed velvet. He slowly opened the box and sheepishly asked, “Will you... Will you marry me?”

I wanted to make a joke like, ‘The player Jay Park wanting to settle down?’ but decided against it since it would ruin the moment. I was overcome by joy and would have broken into tears if I hadn’t taken a quick moment to collect myself. “Of course I will marry you.” He grinned and slipped the gorgeous engagement ring onto my finger.

We embraced each other in a tight, warm hug and kissed each. It started out as quick and loving but grew more passionate and deeper by the second. Soon he was on top of me and his hands were gently caressing every inch of my body. My legs instinctively wrapped around his waist and I slid his shirt off over his head. My fingertips lightly traced the outlines of his muscles after he slipped off the tank top of his that I had stolen. He gently sucked on my bottom lip and I gently nibbled at his top lip.

His lips trailed down to my neck and planted butterfly kisses all over it. His lips were so soft and plush, they were an addiction in themselves. My fingers raked through his hair and he stripped off my remaining clothing. Feeling embarrassingly bare compared to him, I stripped him naked as well. The room was dimly lit with the only light source coming from the television and the light and shadows worked together to perfectly sculpt his glorious body. I wanted him- not in a greedy, animal-like way but in a way that declared this man as being ‘the one’.

His lips ravished my breasts with kissing and licking, with love underlining every movement. One of his fingers rubbed my clit in slow, large circles. It was obvious that all he wanted to do was fuck me senseless by his throbbing cock and it effortlessly excited me even more. I wanted him to fuck me senseless, too, but that could be saved for another time- tonight was about our love for one another.

He left a passionate kiss on my lips before saying, “I love you so much, angel.”

“I love you, too.”

His lips captured mine in another passionate kiss as he positioned himself and slowly entered my aching core. It had been so long since we had made love to where this felt like a new experience that I was oddly excited for. I squirmed beneath him as he slowly thrusted in and out and grabbed my hand, gently squeezing it as his thrusts became a more moderate pace- not fast, but not slow.

There was little to no space between our bodies as we only focused on each other and shared our love for one another in the most intimate way. We broke off the kiss to catch our breath, panting but desperately wanting to feel every inch of each other. His full length was penetrating me and it felt almost heavenly. At that moment, all I wanted was to stay like this but knew that we would both soon reach our climax.

He pulled my hand up to his lips and kissed it. We were both close and it took all of his will to keep from thrusting so hard that my head would hit the headboard. I kissed his lips and cupped his cheek with my free hand. He rest his forehead on mine as I said, “Baby, I’m close.”

“Cum for me, angel. I need your sweet release.”

I rocked my hips in rhythm with his and the tip of his cock grazed my g-spot, finally sending me to my orgasm. I weakly moaned his name and felt his warm seed spill inside me. I was on the pill, so neither of us stressed about condoms. He grunted my name as he rode out our orgasms and collapsed beside me, pulling me to his chest. I snuggled close to him, bathing in his warmth. His arms always made me feel so safe and I had to struggle to not fall asleep right then and there.

He had an arm wrapped around me and my head was resting on his chest. He studied my left hand and a goofy grin appeared on his face. “We’re engaged...”

I blushed, the realization that we would undoubtedly soon be husband and wife finally completely sinking in.

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ALL IT TOOK WAS ME FALLING DOWN THE STAIRS ~ SIK-K

GIF IS NOT MINE CREDIT TO OWNER

Request: Can you write about minsik like a really big fight and silent treatment and somehow one of the two break and things are mended back together again

A/N : I'm sorry you had to wait for so long, but I've had some exams online and I've been quite occupied with online school. It's currently 1am as I'm posting it so I hope you all gonna like it.

Warnings: Cursing

Word Count: 865

ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE I'M SORRY FOR THE MISTAKES

You and Misnik haven't spoken to each other for eight days. Whole eight days.

You felt terrible about it, even thought you two were living with one another, you were pretending that the other one didn't exist.

Everything due to the fight you two had past week. You two fighted a lot with each other over small things, but these fights were never as bad as the recent one. Just the memory of it made you feel like crying.

It all started innocently, Minsik have gone out with Coogie and Haon to the club and it wouldn't be a bad thing to you If it wasn't for the fact that you two were supposed to spend that evening together. Obviously it didn't happend and you came back to empty apartament.

You were dissapointed and mad. Hours were passing and Minsik wasn't coming back, it was 4 am when you heard door opening and some light curses.

Minsik came into living room completly unawear of your presence,and went straight to the kitchen counter. You were watching him carefully, he was stumbling slightly probably due to all the alcohol he had drunk that night, he was never good at drinking.

You felt overhelming anger, he prefered getting drunk with his friends than spending one evening with his girlfriend whom he hasn't seen in 5 days due to all the work both of you had.

" Where have you been !? " your scream have stratled Minsik so hard he had spilled all the water he had poured for himself.

"Oh my god baby, you scared me! Why aren't you sleeping? It's late, actually it's really early" he laughed and turned around to face you.

" Wow you are in a really good mood, aren't you? " your words were stern and full of sarcasm.

" Are you mad? Baby come on I'm sorry that I came home just now, I should have come earlier. Don't be mad please. "

" Don't be mad ? Don't be mad!!! Are you fucking kidding me Kwon Minsik !? We were supposed to spend yesterday's evening togheter but you prefered to go out with your friends and I've waited for you here like a dumbass" you weren't controlling your screams anymore, you had a lot of grief towards him.

" Oh come on Y/N ! Don't make such a big deal out of it, we can spend some time with each other some other time"

" You know what Minsik, I don't want to spend time with you anymore, not when I have to practiclly beg for it"

" Y/N... please. Stop being like that" he sighed and squeezed the bridge of his nose

" Sleep well Minsik " you went to your bedroom and closed the door. Hot tears were running down your face as you were laying in your bed, all alone. It was strange sleeping without Minsik while he was at home.

Seven nights went like this, without Minsik sleeping next to you. It was hard for you, but you weren't the one that should apologize. He was, and you didn't want to talk to him till he did so.

Maybe you were exageretting this whole situation, maybe you were being immature, but you didn't care. He was the one at fault this time.

You were in the kitchen finishing mopping the floor and that was when you've had heard a loud bang followed by loud curses seconds later.

You runned out of kitchen immediately to see what happend, infront of you was Minsik laying on the floor at the bottom of stairs, a look full of pain evident on his face.

" Oh my god baby! Are you okay? " you runned up to Minsik and held his face in your hands as you looked over his body to check if everything was okay with him.

Minsik smiled widely and stopped you in your track. You looked at him confused.

"What?" You were dumbfounded and you absolutely forgot about the fact that you were mad at your boyfriend for the past week.

" Nothing, you called me baby" he was smiling like a fool and he didn't even care that every single bone in his body hurted.

"Does it mean you are not mad at me anymore?" his voice was full of hope and you couldn't say no to him.

"No, I'm not mad anymore just please don't be a dick to me and don't stand me up otherwise I'm going to break up with you" you thretened him with a pout on your face.

"I promise to be a better boyfriend from now on" he kissed you sweetly and rested his forehead on yours and laughed.

" Why are you laughing hmm?" You looked into his eyes with a small smile

"All it took was me falling down the stairs for us to make up"

" Well, you kind of deserved it" you teased him.

" I know. It was worth it thought" he kissed you again. You were happy that everything got back to normal even if it meant Minsik getting hurt a bit.

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clueless: 3/4

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a pH-1 bestfriends to lovers text au

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Christian Yu: At The Top

At The Top

Christian Yu x Reader

𝙷𝚎𝚢𝚊𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚣! 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝙸 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚌/𝚘𝚗𝚎-𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝. 𝙸 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝙸'𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚗. 𝙰𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚝-𝚜𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕���� 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍.

𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝙲𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚈𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢'𝚊𝚕𝚕. 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 @ 𝚖𝚢 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎. 𝚂𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝙸'𝚖 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚎𝚔. 𝙷𝚊𝚑𝚊!

𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙸𝚃 𝙶𝙾𝙴𝚂. 𝚂𝙾𝚁𝚁𝚈 𝙸𝙵 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙵𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳 𝙰𝙽𝚈 𝚃𝚈𝙿𝙾 𝙾𝚁 𝙸𝙽𝙲𝙾𝚁𝚁𝙴𝙲𝚃 𝙶𝚁𝙰𝙼𝙼𝙰𝚁. 𝙻𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚒𝚡 𝚒𝚝 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢. (𝙿𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝚜𝚘, 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎 😅)

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"Why are we here again?" Christian asked you for the fifth time.

"You lose on a bet with CLine, as a punishment you need to ride the freaking roller coaster," you explained.

"Damn. He got me with this one. He knows how you don’t like this type of rides." he scratches the back of his head. “I’m sorry my Love.”

"Oh well. As if you'll ever win over something." you sighed as you looked the line for the roller coaster.

“Well, I have you. So, I guess that’s enough.” he said and winked at you.

You and Christian have been dating for almost 3 years now. The first year was a unknown to the public. It was a really tough beginning. On your anniversary, Christian came clean to the public. You were nervous as fvck, but along the way you realize it was much better than hiding and pretending to be just friends.

After a couple of minutes, it was you and Christian's turn to handed the ticket and ride on.

"Just hold my hands and we'll be safe. I'm sure this ride won't take that long. The course is not that big anyway." he said as he grabs your hands.

"Are you saying that to me or to yourself?" you can't help but laughed when you felt his hand shake a little. "Fine. Don't blame me if my grip hurts. This is your fault for losing that bet."

"Yeah. Remind me always to not bet anything if I'm against CLine."

Both of you laughed. As both of you make way to be seated on the ride. The staff helped both of you to fasten the seatbelts. Unlike Christian, you are not a fan of heights. It's not that you're afraid of heights, it is more like you're afraid of falling. You look at Christian and he’s looking at our intertwined fingers, smiling so sweet as if he is trying his best to ease the nervousness you both feel. While you felt the coaster slowly moving and your heart starts beating so fast, your body knows it is about to start.

"Hey, don't worry, yeah.. It will be quick, Love.. scream everything out and you will feel nothing but relieve, trust me.” he said and kiss the side of your head.

You're stoned as the coaster went up and the people behind you start screaming on the top of their lungs while you, on the other hand, you are still trying to focus what's in front of you. When the coaster reaches the very top, the coaster stop for about 10 seconds just to excite everyone. At that moment, Christian whispered something that made your eyes popped and all of a sudden you forgot that you're riding on a coaster. You looked at him in disbelief and he just winked at you and smile handsomely. When the drop comes, your stomach starts to feel something as if it was left behind that gives you fluttery feeling and you can’t do anything now but to scream.

"YEEEEEEEEEES! ChrisTIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!" you screamed as the ride goes down.

He raised the hand that he was holding in the air. You looked at him and you see how happy he is. You can't help but feel the same way and prayed that you will continue to see his face looking like that. It felt so good that you wished the time/moment would just freeze. You feel a vast tickling sensation as the ride continues to go to the loops.

“ WOOOOOOOH! I LOVE YOU Y/N “ he screamed as well.

You felt the adrenaline flowing to your body.

Right after the whole ride and the coaster slowly stop, you saw Christian is still holding your hand, your fingers are still intertwined with his. He unfastens his seatbelt and you do the same with the help as of some of the staff.

Standing up you suddenly felt dizzy. Christian quickly went to your side to hold both of your hands guiding you to the nearest bench. Still now sure what to feel, One by one, the scene from the ride flashed back to you. You looked at Christian's back as he was trying to buy you some water to the first stall he saw.

He opened the bottle of water and gave it to you.

"Drink up. It will help you feel better."

You did what he instructed.

"You okay now, Love?" he asked as he continues to caress your back.

You nodded. "But Christian - about what you asked me earlier. Are you serious about it?" you asked as you look at him intently.

He smiled sheepishly. He scratches his nape as he tried to say something.

"It's fine. I get it. It's just -"

"Yes." He cut you off. "Yes, Y/N. I am dead serious when I asked you to marry me. To be honest, I am always serious when things about you, about us. Don't ever think that it just the adrenaline. I may not be a prince, but I can be your slave. I may not give you a big white castle, but I can give you myself. I love you. So please --"

You stopped him by kissing him. The kiss went deeper until both of you were breathless.

[vodkainduced]

am i not enough?

artist: jay park

warnings: angst!

summary: months of oppression is finally being released

as the front door opened and closed, you heard the person taking off his shoes and mumbling to himself. you then wiped the tear that fell and took in a deep breath, prepping yourself for the confrontation you were going to initiate.

upon hearing the footsteps into the room, you looked at the disheveled man and watched as he went to the fridge to grab a bottle of water. not noticing that you were there, he continued the mumbling and took a sip of his water. noticing as how he was not going to notice your presence, you cleared your throat which caused him to jump.

"baby! why are you up so early? its like what? four in the am? you're usually asleep. seeing as how you're seating there, you must have been waiting for daddy huh. "

you rolled your eyes at his words and scrunched your nose in disgust when you detected the scent of cheap women's perfume.

"welcome home jay, if you still regard this place as 'home', take a shower and wake yourself up. we need to talk."

he had noticed two huge luggage bags by the door and then proceeded to hug you but you pushed him away, face set into an emotionless facade. sensing the atmosphere he nodded and quickly went to the bathroom. after a few minutes, he came out, looking fresh and smelling clean, even though you would miss this, you knew that what you were going to do next was the right thing.

for both you and him.

"so, what would you like to talk about?"

he asked as he pulled the chair next to you, while he tried reaching for your hand, you pulled it away and placed them on your lap. he then pulled his hands away and you took a deep breath before starting.

"i would like to ask you a question...who am i to you?"

you could tell he was taken aback by the question, he then chuckled a little and started rambling about how you were the love of his life, his other half, his soul mate, though he sounded sincere, his eyes held a little hesitation and insincerity.

"why do you ask?"

you sneered in disgust and folded your leg across the other.

"if im all that, if what you say is true, that you only love me, that im your other half. tell me jay park, why the fuck are all these receipts from fucking jewellery shops that both of us HAVE not been to? do you think im that fucking stupid jay? i am not blind for your information! every little news about your not so secretive dates are out there jay! do you know how FUCKING EMBARRASSED AND DISGUSTED I AM WITH YOU? "

at this point of time, you were already crying, the chair you had sat on laid on the floor and pieces of paper were littered everywhere. jay sat there looking at the papers on the floor and back to you, he made a move trying to grab your hands but you pulled them away. he sighed and placed his head in his hands.

" im sorry "

even though you heard it as clear as day, you rolled your eyes and asked him to repeat himself, he then got up quickly and got in your face.

" I FUCKING SAID IM SORRY Y/N WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT FROM ME! YES I BOUGHT THOSE GIRLS JEWELLERY, YES I HAD SEX WITH ALL OF THEM! I COULDNT RESIST! HOW COULD I?!?!?!! THEY SATISFY MY EVERY NEED! ALL THOSE NIGHTS I'VE BEEN SPENDING IT WITH THEM INSTEAD OF YOU! IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR? "

he screamed out loud before seating back down. seeing him like this made you want to jump into his lap to comfort him and just cuddle the whole night.

" am i not enough? "

but now? you wanted to slap him right across the face and just beat him up. but you knew you yourself was to be blamed for the pain you were feeling. if you had confronted him earlier or werent as blindly in love with him, you wouldnt be where you are right now. but better late then never. you took the ring he had given you and placed it on the dining table, picking up the last of your luggage you walked to the door, prepared to leave.

"good bye jay, i hope theres someone whos enough for you."

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finally off my year long hiatus! i apologise for any delayed request! thank you so much for reading my jaypark oneshot🤧 do send in requests!

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A  Perfect View

Request: Hellow! Can I ask for something really fluffy with Jay Park? Maybe a first kiss or anything of your choice? Thank you angel💕             

Pairing: Jay Park x Reader

Genre: Fluff

**Warning: Rough language...cause that’s how I write for Jay Park.

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“28 days,” Jay grumbled, pacing back and forth before his living room window. His brows were furrowing in frustration as he put one foot before the other. “A long 28 days.”

“Since you last saw saw each other?” Gray asked lazily, looking up from his phone screen.

“Since we’ve been dating,” Jay said shortly, continuing his angst-filled stroll.

“Okay,” Grey hummed. Jay could tell his friend was completely disinterested, which seemed to irk him even further.

“We still haven’t kissed,” Jay blurted, unable to hold in his personal torment any longer.

“Who?” Gray sighed, finally putting down his cell.

Jay bit his lip in an effort to not roll his eyes. “Do you need the cliff notes, motherfucker? Y/N and me!”

Gray blinked a few times in confusion before his mouth opened slightly in surprise. “You haven’t kissed?”

Jay solemnly shook his head.

“But...you’re Jay Park,” Gray chuckled.

Jay tried to hide his laugh as well before letting out a groan. “I think that’s the problem.

Actually, he knew it was the problem. Not that it was necessarily a problem. Most days he thoroughly enjoyed being Jay Park, but in this certain circumstance, it seemed to be a bit problematic.

“Is there a reason?” Gray asked, tilting his head.

“Probably,” Jay sighed. “Well...yes, there is, but I feel kind of shitty about it.”

“Not much hits your conscience,” Gray hummed. “So it must be serious.”

.

Jay had met you at a record shop located in a back alley somewhere in Hongdae. Record shops were a favorite of his, even considering his collection was relatively small. He loved the idea of having something tangible in his hands after creating music. In a dystopian future where all computers inevitably failed, none of his music would be accessible on digital platforms. His music could always play within those small grooves carved into the vinyl though.

Post-apocalyptic existential crisis aside, he had wandered into the shop for a reason, but quickly realized that reason had pivoted to become you. With his cap pulled low over his eyes, and his mask secured over his lips, he had been elbow deep into the hip hop bins. Hearing a light giggle, he looked up to find you on the opposite side of the isle, scanning through albums as well. He instantly became less preoccupied with what was in his hands, and more at what was before his eyes.

“Can I help you?” you had chirped, sending him a glare.

Letting his creepy smile turn into a grimace, Jay immediately realized that 90% of his face was covered up. You probably had thought he was going to kidnap you.

“Sorry mami,” Jay chuckled, ripping off his mask and tilting his hat to sit further back on his forehead. “I don’t mean to bother you, but daaamn.”

“I’m not sure if you think you’re giving a compliment?” you deadpanned.

“My apologies again,” Jay had stuttered, suddenly more nervous than he could ever recall being in front of someone he was interested in. “It’s just been quite some time since I’ve talked to such a tasty-”

You rolled your eyes, causing him to halt. He could hardly believe it as you spun on your heel and focused on the record table opposite you.

Blinking slowly, he attempted to recover. Normally he would have just left it at that. Find another person to lick his wounds with later, but no, he couldn’t give up just yet.

“Excuse me,” he cooed, shuffling around the tables and moving to stand beside you. “Did I say something to offend?”

“You didn’t have to,” you hummed, not even bothering to give him the dignity of eye contact. “I know your type.”

“My type?” he questioned.

“You’re Jay Park,” you croaked, finally tilting a brow as you turned. “Do you think I live under a rock? I would probably be safer if I did to be honest...”

“I don’t know what you’re assuming about me, but-”

“I don’t have to assume anything,” you said, cutting him off again. “Because I know. I do not want to get involved with you, so please leave me alone.”

Jay had nodded, taking the hint.

But he wasn’t one to give up.

Retreating to the register to finish his purchases, he left a $100 bill with the cashier. He had instructed to cover your purchase, and let the attendant pocket what was left over.

Just as long as the attendant handed over the small card with his name and number on it.

It was two days before you finally bothered to text him.

Not because you necessarily wanted to, but because there was something you couldn’t ignore about Jay Park. His charm and good looks aside, you knew why he had approached you, and you knew you needed to set boundaries.

.

“I have to prove I’m not a complete fuck boy before Y/N will ever put her lips on me,” Jay grumbled to Gray. “Or really show any type of intimacy I guess.”

“So...you’re not to be trusted?” Gray laughed.

“I mean...if I asked you on a date, and you knew only my public image, would you trust me?” Jay grinned.

“Okay, fair,” he nodded. “Only if the world knew how boring the reality of your life was.”

“I rap about sex and parties,” Jay grumbled. “But really I binge watched the Bachelorette last night.”

“Oh yeah? Which season, I thought about starting-” Gray began, only to catch himself. “Did Y/N explicitly tell you this?”

“Well...in so many words,” Jay sighed. “She has up some thick fucking walls. Everyone has a story about how they’ve been shitted on romantically, but I haven’t been privileged enough to learn the finer details of hers. She never said she wouldn’t kiss me...or that she doesn’t trust me, but I can tell.”

“You’ve been dating for nearly a month,” Gray muttered. “If it hasn’t happened by now...”

“Doesn’t look good, does it?” Jay chuckled sadly.

.

.

You leaned against the bars of Jay’s balcony and took a deep breathe in. It was the first time you had allowed yourself to go to his apartment, and you were glad that you had. The view from his floor was absolutely incredible. You hadn’t seen sky lines like this in the entirety of your life.

Glancing over your shoulder at your handsome host, you tried to hide your smile. He was looking at you with the same interest that you were looking at the night sky.

“You look like you have something to say,” you chuckled, looking back out to the city below.

“Oh, you know I always have something to say baby girl,” he hummed. “Depends on how R-rated you want it to be.”

“You’re disgusting,” you grumbled.

“You love it,” he cooed.

You shook your head, setting your elbow on the banister, and your chin on your palm.

“And your silence says everything,” he sang, taking the few steps to separate the space between the two of you. Leaning his forearms against the bar, he swiveled his face to glance in your direction. “Tell me something.”

“Something specifically? Or anything?” you smirked. You absolutely loathed that you cared so much about the man beside you. He was supposed to be a playboy. He was supposed to embody everything you should stay away from.

But no, you kept finding yourself running faster and faster toward him.

“Specific,” he grinned. “Why has it taken you so long to come here?”

“Wouldn’t want you to get the wrong idea,” you hummed, trying to keep your voice even. He was just as pleased about you visiting as you had been at the view.

“Like you would EVER give me the wrong idea,” he laughed. “I’m well aware of our unspoken agreement.”

Lifting your brows, you straightened, and turned to him. “Unspoken agreement?”

“You don’t trust me,” Jay confirmed. Something in his flawless face was pained.

“Oh?” you croaked. You felt as if your heart had dropped to your stomach. He really thought that?

“Well, do you?” he asked, tilting his head as if he were a puppy.

It was complicated. You knew that, and you knew that he knew that. You had just as many trust issues as the next person, but maybe it was time you started to go a little easier on Jay.

He was nothing like what you had imagined. Conceited, self-centered, and sex-driven. No, he wasn’t anything like that at all. In the brief time he had allowed you into his life, he was driven, kind, and loyal at all times. He cared fiercely for those around him, and was willing to make you one of those people.

So maybe it was time you let him.

Especially if he was willing to accept you, sharp edges and all. 

“I do,” you swallowed.

His eyes grew wide as he inspected your face.

“Believe me or don’t,” you sighed, looking down to your shoes.

“I believe you,” he nodded. “I just wasn’t expecting it.”

“What were you expecting?” you asked, dreading the answer.

“A dirty look,” he chuckled.

You tried not to roll your eyes, and attempted to hide the smile he always seemed to insight.

“You’re probably getting sick of those, aren’t you?” you grinned. Moving forward a step, you took his hand into yours. Mild shock filled his face as he looked down to your now intertwined fingers.

“I don’t get sick of any look you give me,” he smirked. “I just like when you look at me.”

This time you allowed your eyes to complete a roll.

“Even when they’re dirty,” he cooed, chewing on his lip.

The tone of his voice caused your stomach to knot, and send your eyes peering up at him again. He was much closer than you had anticipated, his breathing quiet and slow.

“...wouldn’t it be a shame,” he began, tilting his head to get a better view of you. He lifted up his free hand and ran a finger along your cheek. “If we let this view go to waste, and not commemorate the moment?”

“This view?” you croaked. “I could always come over again and it would be the same view.”

“No, not of Seoul,” he chuckled softly. “I’m talking about this view of you.”

“Oh,” you breathed.

“I won’t kiss you unless you want me to,” he whispered. “Not until you’re ready.”

“I don’t know if I’ll ever be,” you admitted.

“Then we can wait,” he nodded.

“But I don’t want to wait,” you continued. “Not anymore.”

Jay nodded again, sliding his feet the few possible centimeters to press his body against yours. You thought you would stop breathing as you felt his warmth against you, but knew if you did, you wouldn’t get to enjoy this moment.

“I’ve waited 28 days for this,” he chuckled.

“You’ve counted?” you gasped.

“Abso-fucking-lutely,” he grinned. “Because I’ve wanted to kiss you since day one.”

“Then you should probably start making up for lost time then,” you said quietly.

Jay’s smile was gorgeous as it grew closer, his lips not wasting another moment. Crashing into yours with intensity you didn’t know existed in such an intimate action, you nearly fell backwards. Hardly able to keep the smile from appearing between his gentle motions, Jay used his mouth with tenderness. His fingers had long since abandoned yours, with both hands now sweetly cradling your face. If you had felt out of breath before, your oxygen levels were currently at a critical low. His lips were soft, and with no surprise, he was an amazing kisser. With every renewed vigor, a spark would ignite in your stomach.

After minutes that seemed like much less, Jay finally leaned away from you and took a deep breath. “If we keep this up, we’ll be out here all night.”

“And you’re saying that like it’s an issue?” you grinned.

“I think the view of my couch with that ass cuddled up on me is just as good as this one,” he hummed. “I may even kiss you a there too if you’re lucky.”

You shook your head, reaching up to run your hand along his jaw. “I think I’m pretty lucky already.”

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unfortunately, i'm alive

[khh-writings]

Short black dress

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Who: Gray

Genre: suggestive

Hey guys! How are you doing? I hope you are having a great week so far <3

This one is not so good, but I hope you like it and sorry for any mistake :)

"Hey guys" You said confidently while entering AOMG's office. "Hey" They answered at a unison without paying too much attention to you. Your boyfriend didn't even say a word. Jay, Kiseok and Seunghwa seemed to be very busy with the computer. A nice beat was being played. You left your jacket on a chair and leaned against the wall, waiting for them to finish what they were doing. Seunghwa had texted you this morning, after a long week of barely saying two words to you, to ask you to come to their office. They had something to propose to you, he had said. You couldn't avoid to look at him and smile a bit. He looked so gorgeous when he concentrated on his music. In that moment, you almost didn't care that he ignored you or had been ignoring you for almost two weeks. Almost. "Well, I think this is perfect, we can start recording the lyrics," said Jay " Y/n, we asked you to come because we wanted..." He suddenly looked at you and he went silent. You could see his eyes looking at you from top to bottom. That caught Kiseok's attention, who also looked at you. His reaction was exactly the same as Jay's. You raised an eyebrow, pretending not to understand what was happening with them. "Wow, Y/n, sometimes you make me regret having introduced you to Seunghwa" You laughed. It was true. You two had been friends with Jay for a couple of years, and he was the one who introduced to your boyfriend. For the first time since you had entered the office, Seunghwa took his eyes off the computer screen to look at you. You pretended you didn't notice, smiling flirtily at Jay. That black, short dress. He knew it too well. Seunghwa loved fashion, and he used to buy you clothes almost every week. No matter how much you rejected them, he would always end up using you as something like a mannequin to try cool clothes. That dress suited you too well, so well that he had told you that he was almost wishing that you would use it only with him. He was joking, but you could see some truth in those words. And you were vengeful that day... So the black dress was perfect, armed to kill. You looked at your boyfriend, pretending to be distracted. He gave you that mysterious look of him, never letting you know what was he thinking. You two kept looking at each other for a while. He, as serious as always, and you, defiant, like saying dare say something. Suddenly, Seunghwa smirked, like coming up with a master plan. That smirk of his could always make you shiver. "So, what a coffee guys? I was about to go..." You heard Jay. Immediately, looked away from your boyfriend to look at your friend, but you knew he was still looking at you. "No, no. I will. You have to work on that song, and I don't like being here trapped that much. And, since you haven't said what did you want from me... I'll let you think." You ran away from the office, almost without asking what did they want. Seunghwa and you had been dating for almost a year, and he still could make you feel like a shy teenager. He just needed one of his looks. You were too tempted to not go back to the studio and put some excuse, but you decided you needed to fulfill your mission. "Here are your coffees, guys..." You said as you opened the door. Your boyfriend raised his eyes to look at you and smirked again. He was alone. "Where are Ssam and Jay?" "They had something to do." "Oh, really?" You saw your boyfriend getting up and going towards you "Then I guess you don't need me here anymore. I'll go" "Why? You don't want to see me?" "Of course I want – you pouted" Seunghwa smiled and pat your head. "I think I know that dress." "Yup." "I thought you said you wouldn't wear it." "I was kidding" "I supposed so." "Is there any problem? You don't want others to appreciate my beauty?" You provoked him. Bad mistake. Seunghwa smirked again and pushed you against the wall, leaning his arm on it to keep you from moving. "No problem at all. Let them see, I'll be the only one who touches you." He approached you even more and then kissed you passionately. In that moment, you knew you wouldn't be able to escape from him.

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Stay With Me - Jay Park

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You pushed his arms away from your sides still facing away from him, your face was hot with anger and embarrassment. Why did I fall in love with someone like him, you thought to yourself.

“Please don’t leave,” Jaebum’s voice wavered, his bottom lip trembling with fear at the thought of you leaving him for good.

“It’s too much,” you tried to keep your voice straight, to not let it waver, but things never seemed to work in your favor at these times, he always won, you wanted to be different.

“We can work it out please,” his hand gripped your wrist tightly, you thought he’d leave a bruise if he held you much tighter, “I don’t know what I’ll do without you please,” something about his words felt more sincere than they ever had, your defenses were crumbling at your feet.

He pulled you backward until your back was against his chest, his arms were back around your middle holding you close to him. You could feel his arms shaking when his grip tightened, you could hear the unsteadiness of his breathing against your neck where he’d buried his head. You couldn’t bring yourself to push him away again, you wanted to win, but your heart was betraying itself.

“It’s too much,” you choked out again, your hand gripped the sleeve of his shirt like it was your only form of protection; like it was keeping you from falling one-thousand feet.

“I promise it’ll be better, I’ll be better,” he pulled you even closer if it was possible, it was like he was trying to make the two of you become one, “my fame doesn’t matter, the money doesn’t matter to me,” he breathed out, he paused trying to find his words, “you’re the only thing that matters, don’t leave,” he practically begged at the end.

You turned around in his arms when he moved his head from your neck and slightly loosened his grip on you. His eyes were red and puffy, you assumed yours were the same from the mix of fighting and lack of sleep. You pressed your hand to his cheek wiping away some of the tears still stained his skin. He leaned into your touch, a few more tears seeping from his eyes when he closed them.

“I’ll stay,” you said softly, the ache in your heart seemed to lessen at the two simple words, “please keep your promise,” he opened his eyes bringing one of his hands to hold the wrist of your hand that held his cheek, a small smile twitched at your lips.

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Charity (Jay Park Smut)

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Admin: Nari

POV: First (male x female)

Genre: Smut (16+ material)

A/N: I had asked for some information on what the requester was wanting, but absolutely no one helped. So here it is. No one is allowed to complain.

It was as hot as ever outside, but I couldn’t just go inside and enjoy air conditioning so instead I drank bottles upon bottles of ice-cold water. Beads of sweat rolled down my neck and face and I decided to pull my hair up in a ponytail. I envied Jay because he was a man with short hair and he could take off his shirt- people would drool over him meanwhile it would be obscene if I were to do it.

I nearly jumped out of my skin when his hands came to rest on my hips from behind. “You jackass, you scared me,” I hissed.

“I’m sorry, but we have a problem,” he whispered into my ear and pushed his lower half into my ass, revealing that he was getting an erection.

“Wow, I didn’t know that you were this dedicated to charity. I’ll remember to keep you from giving out food at homeless shelters,” I remarked.

“Oh, shut up. That’s not it at all.” He grabbed my wrist and we ducked into a nearby building, and he continued to push my into a bathroom and locked the door behind us. “Please just help. That’s all I’m asking. You’re my girlfriend, so it’s not like people will look down on you.”

“Jay, we’re at a charity event. We’re supposed to be doing charity work. It doesn’t mean charity for your dick. Take care of yourself.”

“Please, I don’t want to take care of myself.”

“Why not?”

“Because I don’t have amazing tits to suck on, an ass to touch, and I don’t moan and whimper when being fucked. Baby, I need you.”

“Fuck you, now I’m horny.” I shoved him against the wall and we hungrily undressed each other, paying little attention to any ripping noises. His hands cupped my ass and lifted me onto the sink. He caught my lips in a hungry kiss that devoured all of my sense. His lips were so soft and plush, I could kiss him forever. He pulled away from my lips and trailed kisses down my neck and to my cleavage.

The tip of his cock pressed against my cunt, making me heat up even more. I grabbed his cock and started pumping him- starting out slow and gradually picking up the pace. He kissed across my chest and started sucking on my right nipple. I moaned and arched my chest forward. One of his middle fingers crept down to my cunt, swiped up some of my juices, and began gliding against my clit.

I hissed from the sudden pleasure and tugged at his hair with my free hand. He rubbed faster and I slightly tightened my grip on his throbbing cock. Within seconds, he was close to his climax and pulled my hand away from him, pinning both of them against the mirror behind me. He thrusted into me, not being gentle at all with it, and I gasped. I squirmed beneath him and grinded my hips against his, desperately wanting more friction.

He rapidly thrusted in and out of me, getting closer and closer to the spot I most wanted to be pounded. “Come on, baby... Just a little bit deeper,” I breathed out. Wanting to grab onto something, I tried to pull my wrists out of his hands but only accomplished getting his grip tighter. He thrusted deeper and harder, finally pounding into that special spot. I almost screamed, but harshly bit onto my lower lip to keep from giving away exactly what we were doing.

He switched to my other nipple and sucked and lightly bit at it every so often. “Fuck, Jay,” I breathlessly gasped out. The faucet to the sink started to dig into my back, causing it to ache. His free hand massaged my other breast and I slipped into a moaning mess. We both forgot about trying to remain silent and were in our own little world confined by the walls of a bathroom.

My vision became hazy as my orgasm hit and I moaned out his name. He pulled out and I got on my knees, looking up at him and wanting to taste his sweet release. He jerked himself off and his warm load spilled into my mouth. “That’s it, swallow, baby girl.” I gladly swallowed and he pulled me up to my feet, planting a haste kiss on my lips.

We cleaned up and redressed, trying to make it look like we hadn’t just fucked in a stranger’s bathroom. “What caused you to be horny in the first place?”

He became a little shy when he answered, “I, uh, may or may not be conditioned to... think you’re going to give me a blowjob when you’re putting your hair in a ponytail.”