#but idk where this whole 'oh man hes a gangster hes a biker guy' vibe comes from

[piraticalwit]

the idea that people can gesture at killian jokes in all his black leather and fashion glory and say 100% heterosexual really kills me.

[ahgasescenarios]

Shameless Gawking- Johnny stylist! au

Word count: 1.3k

Genre: suggestive

Plot summary: When you’re hired to style NCT127’s new comeback, you find yourself a little too attracted to infamous Johnny. What will he do when he catches on to how much you’ve been staring at him all day?

 When SM Entertainment had hired you as a stylist, you had spent hours mentally preparing yourself for all possible outcomes. You had been assigned to style NCT127’s new comeback “Kick It” this time around, host to a “gangster” thematic which called for more intricate attire that had you up at night touching up on your neatly crafted outfits.

Finally, the day of the MV filming came. You scrutinized the last hangers on your rack, awaiting the presence of the final boy. Johnny. You’d deny it if anyone asked, but you had always felt attracted to Johnny. Maybe he was your “bias” as they’d call it. Regardless, something about him always reduced your calm and collected exterior to shreds. You had momentarily forgotten what outfit you had picked out for Johnny. And as your mind pieced two and two together, you realized today wasn’t going to be any different. He walked over to your “station” (if you could call it that), an aura of confidence surrounding his being.

“Good morning.” A smile traced his perfectly heart-shaped lips and your own heart skipped a beat. You bowed politely and handed him the bundle of clothes you had prepared for him. He chuckled before obliging, walking over to the changing room.

Once he returned, you instinctively took a step back. You just had to have chosen him to be shirtless, the cropped shirt not doing much to cover up his bare (quite muscular if your absentminded staring had served you) torso. It was hard not to drink in his features, how the clothes seemed to have been tailored for his tall frame. It was also getting increasingly hard not to stare at his exposed torso, especially given how hot the man was- face and body. You caught yourself turning red as he approached you, awaiting the next step.

“Um, give me your hand please.”

“I didn’t think we were that close, (Y/N).” He winked. The way you grew flustered from his teasing tone didn’t fail to ease a laugh out of him.

You decided to ignore him and started carefully wrapping up every finger with a white ribbon, so he’d give off more of a “Bruce Lee” vibe. Taeyong had gone through the same process. He was quiet while you did this, threateningly quiet. You glanced sideways to be met with his own eyes staring back at you. Completely clueless of what was going on inside his head, you resumed your handiwork until both hands were wrapped up to your liking.

“All done!” You tried to shake off the tension in the air, growing thicker by the minute.

He stood up, gaining several inches on you. You suddenly felt small as he stood intimidatingly tall next to you. There was only one small detail left and then you could breathe normally again. He needed a necklace. You stood on your tippy-toes, attempting to put it on him and he chuckled, admiring your effort. His hands guided yours and the teamwork finished the look. You tried to pull your hand away but in doing so, it trailed down his torso.

“Shit, sorry.” You didn’t think you had blushed this much in your life; you could feel scorching heat emanating from your cheeks. You could only imagine how damn red you were under your foundation. Thank god for that Fenty Beauty coverage, you thought. But he could see right through you.

There was no doubt about it now, he had been working out. And his skin was so soft, did he use skincare on his body? Your mind wandered to sinful places. You shook it off, acutely aware of Johnny’s unwavering presence in front of you.

“No need to apologize.”

You bowed politely, worlds away from the now and followed him to the first set. You observed the shoot, on the lookout for any wardrobe malfunction, but your eyes gravitated to Johnny every few seconds. He was so charismatic; you just couldn’t look away. You could feel the embarrassingly gathering heat between your thighs when you were merely looking at him. Plus, you had always found this hairstyle suited him perfectly: slicked back, humid as though he’d been sweating from a workout (or something else). You caught your mind traveling to dangerous places once again and wanted the day to be over already so you could regain somewhat of your composure.

 Before long, it was time for an outfit change, and you dreaded your inevitable fate. Johnny trotted over, obviously pleased with himself as you handed him his new attire. He took it from you, not without (purposefully) grazing your hand with his own. “Oops”, he mouthed as he left. The vinyl jacket agreed with him, you thought. He was supposed to be a biker in the next scene, and you nodded in satisfaction, he sure looked the part.

When filming began, you found yourself completely mesmerized by Johnny, again. As though you were under his spell. He had noticed your staring all day but had kept his mouth shut, a craftier plan slowly coming to life in his mind. He smirked when he caught your eye.

“Like what you see?” He uttered your way as you handed him his last outfit.

“Well, you’re good at what you do.” You said, barely a whisper. He couldn’t let an opportunity like this go to waste.

“That’s not the only thing I’m good at.” He whispered in your ear, softly enough that you could have just imagined it. The look of shock sprawled on your face confirmed it had been real, though.

 The rest of the day, you had voluntarily avoided Johnny. Whenever he’d enter a room, you’d shuffle to the next one, when he looked your way you looked at someone else, and the list went on. It was safer for you to just ignore him; it would make your job a whole lot easier. The day was finally coming to an end and you breathed a sigh of relief, what a day it had been. You gathered the members’ outfits, avoiding eye contact with Johnny and packed up. You were now only missing one necklace which you remembered had been part of Mark’s apparel.

“Hey Taeyong, any chance you know where Mark went?”

“I think he’s looking over some shots with the director.” He smiled to himself, his part had gone according to plan.

You walked over to the main set but were met with an empty room. You looked around curiously until you heard a faint “in here!”. You assumed Mark had noticed he owed you a necklace himself and let your feet guide you to the source of the voice. Changing rooms, that made sense.

A hand dragged you into one of the stalls and you voiced your surprise.

“Jesus Christ, Mark was that necess-“

You interrupted yourself when you saw, not Mark, but Johnny standing before you. Your brows contorted into the signature look of bewilderment.

“Johnny?”

“You see, (Y/N) you’ve been sending me here all alone all day, I thought it was about time you’d join me.”

“What are you-“

“Oh come on, don’t you think I’ve noticed you eye-fucking me all day? You’re not exactly subtle, sweetheart.”

You looked down nervously, you had been caught red-handed. He lifted your chin, that cocky smirk making a comeback on his lips.

“I didn’t say I minded, did I?”

You were frozen on the spot.

“Answer when I’m talking to you, kitten.”

“No, you didn’t.”

“Now, now what am I going to do with you? Shamelessly gawking at me like that when all my members can see…”

He clicked his tongue and shook his head. He was enjoying every second of this.

“That deserves some punishment, wouldn’t you agree?” He pulled you towards him, squeezing your ass. Your breath was caught somewhere in your throat and your mind was clouded by a fog of emotions; you had not expected this. But you couldn’t say you didn’t like it, this is exactly where your mind had been hinting to all day.

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a/n: hehehe I know I’m cruel but let me know if you guys want a smutty part two!! Idk about you guys but this comeback has me feeling some type of way so I hope you enjoy as much as I enjoyed writing this and thanks so much for reading 😊

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