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sirsapling · 5 years ago

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I got tagged in a bunch more things I didn't respond to fast enough, so UNDER THE CUT THEY GO.

I have too many things to respond to, so I won't be tagging, but consider yourself tagged if you want to do any.

IT’S THE LITTLE THINGS

Tagged by the wonderful @bardingbeedle

Pass the happy!🌻🌿 When you receive this, list 5 things that make you happy and send this to 10 of the last people in your notifications!

Lying in warm blankets in an cold room. Bonus points for snow outside.

A fresh Buzz cut

Talking to @bardingbeedle

Having long, passionate rambles about the Marvel Ultimates

Hashbrowns, bacon, maple syrup, maybe a pancake, and a sausage too.

Tagged by the chaotic @s-hylor

top 3 cities you want to visit: Toronto, again. Colorado (I know its a state not a city I just want to visit ashes AND GET SNOW). And I would like to go back to Italy again. (I also want to visit, just, all of my fandom friends but I don't want to drop all their locations lol)

favorite marvel character: Ults!Steve Rogers and then Ults!Tony Stark. Not counting stony, Anthony the brain tumor, and not counting clones, Gregory Stark.

white chocolate - yay or nay?: Love it, love it, love it.

favourite board game: God Save The Queens- A board game about Bees I invented with 3 other people at University last year for a project.

how many countries have you been to: 10, I have been very luckily graced with the ability to travel to Europe with school a lot.

(Wales, France, Belgium, Germany, Switzerland, America [Florida, Boston, New York], Spain, Portugal, Italy, and finally Canada.)

favorite thing to do on a rainy day: Anything indoors I might usually feel guilty about doing when its sunny. Tv or games particularly

favorite holiday: Christmas. I am a Christmas slut, call me festive sapling I LOVE Christmas.

pen or pencil: Pen. I once bought 7 in lisbon at the same time bc they were perfect and I didn't want to run out.

favourite kind of soup: Cupasoup Chicken noodle, I don't really like soups tbh, I like broths, and gravy type things I make too much of and eat like a soup (like golden Currys or korma sauces)

your typical order at a cafe or coffee shop: Caramel Frappucino or an iced Mocha. If I'm gonna pay a fuck tonne for coffee I'm gonna get a drinkable dessert.

favorite ride at an amusement park: Any slow rides that show you shit, like spaceship earth at EPCOT. I’m not really a speed dude.

the color of your sneakers: RED, red shoes are the shit folks, a good pair of red converse goes with everything.

favorite pbs show (or little kids show if you didn’t have pbs): Uh I used to watch pokemon then winnie the pooh every single night. But little little kids show I used to watch a show called 64 zoo lane with my grandma so I have fond memories

Rules: name your favorite female characters from 10 different fandoms, then tag 10 people.

Tagged by the wonderful @ashes0909

Natasha Romanov - Marvel Cinematic Universe

Carol Danvers - Marvel 616

Janet Van Dyne - Marvel Ultimates

Izumi Curtis - Full Metal Alchemist

Martha Jones - Doctor Who

Garnet - Steven Universe (if she doesn't count bc, space rock, Connie)

Rosa Diaz - Brooklyn 99

Ann Perkins - Parks and Rec

Princess Caroline - Bojack Horseman

Pam Poovey - Archer

LOOK I know there was a lot of cheating here, but I don't have non marvel fandoms really, and I have a hard time remembering a lot of the TV I enjoyed.

Rules: Share your top 10 AO3 additional tags. Tagged by the mysterious @nigmuff

look I don't know if I have enough tags to make this a justified representation, but the ones shown are v much on brand.

Fanfic trope meme

I was tagged by the delightful @capnstars and @crownofstardustandbone

slowburn or love at first sight // fake dating or !!!secret dating!!! // enemies to lovers or best friends to lovers // oh no there’s only one bed or long-distance correspondence // hurt/comfort or amnesia // fantasy au or modern au // mutual pining or domestic bliss // smut AND fluff // canon-compliant or fix-it // reincarnation or character death // one-shot or multi-chapter // kid fic or road trip fic // arranged marriage or accidental marriage // high school romance or !!!!middle-aged romance!!! // time travel or isolated together // neighbours or roommates // sci-fi or magic au // body swap or genderbend // angst or crack // apocalyptic or mundane

Look guys, I’m boring. I like domestic 30-40 year olds in secret relationships. We knew this.

And now buckle the fuck down folks because I'm about to answer 50 questions about me no one is gonna stick around and read.

tagged by @bardingbeedle the only person who would put up with reading this much about me.

What is the colour of your hairbrush?

I have a buzz cut, I don't have a hair brush anymore.

Are you typically too warm or too cold?

Too warm. I have been warmer than most people my whole life, and I often need to sleep with a fan on.

What were you doing 45 minutes ago?

Working on a sketch for an MTH fill (update from the end of this: I have spent an hour doing this fuckin thing)

What is your favourite candy bar?

Bounty. My favourite candy is Reese’s Pieces but I like a bounty. Or like, and chocolate without fruit in it tbh.

Have you ever been to a professional sports event?

Yes, one of my parents referees Championship Football here in the UK. I have been to a few of his games. I also went to the London 2012 Paralympic closing ceremony, if that counts.

What is the last thing you said out loud?

‘Oh, this will last me a few days’ I was talking to my mother about 1/2 a can of pringles, I was lying.

What is your favourite ice cream?

Vanilla. I am boring. But the best ice cream i’ve had was a cream/milk flavoured gelato in Florence, that shit slapped. I also like cheap strawberry ice cream when no one is trying to put strawberry bits in it.

What was the last thing you had to drink?

Dinner. A spinach, banana, summer fruits and coconut yoghurt smoothie (with extra raspberries). Its my nightly dinner to cheat more veg into my body.

Do you like your wallet?

Very much. It’s about 7-8 years old, it is faded to hell but it has spiderman and a pony ride stony pin

What was the last thing you ate?

See above smoothie comment, but if that doesn't count, a sugar free mint polo.

Did you buy any new clothes last weekend?

Nope. I don't buy as many clothes as I want to, bc mens clothes in larger sizes are hard to find or expensive here.

The last sporting event you watched?

F1, I don't keep up but I watch a little with my dad every now and then.

What is your favourite flavour of popcorn?

BUTTER. They don't really have it here, and I don't go to movies much when in the states. But @festiveferret introduced me to it when we saw Ant-man and the Wasp, and much like poutine and Tim Hortons, I still crave it.

Who is the last person you sent a text message to?

My dad.

Ever go camping?

Yes, I was a Scout. I have done enough camping to not want to do more, it was fun when I wasn't organising it.

Do you take vitamins?

Yes, but not as often as I should, and as much as my mother bothers me too.

Do you go to church every Sunday?

Nope, not even when I considered myself christian. I go only go to church for other peoples events, and I’m an agnostic now.

Do you have a tan?

I cannot tan. I just can't, I burn lobster red in 5 minutes outside without literal sun cream for BABIES

Do you prefer Chinese food or pizza?

Chinese food, It was easily what taught me to like more foods also, I don't eat tomato so I can't have most pizza. I love a good garlic base/bechamel, but you can't really get that here easily (yes yes I could make my own but that ruins half the point of pizza)

Do you drink your soda with a straw?

I don't drink carbonated drinks, because its like drinking pain. The fuck is wrong with all of you.

What colour socks do you usually wear?

Various colours, but I consider red on the left, blue on the right, my lucky socks. No I don't know why, but I take all exams and interviews wearing them. It’s just a thing.

Do you ever drive above the speed limit?

I don't drive, but if I did, No. Theres a lot of questionable laws out there but Traffic laws aren't one of them.

What terrifies you?

Pfft, most things from spiders to rollercoasters. But more seriously, Being shouted at. Shout at me and I start hyperventilating, its a thing. Also not knowing if someone is mad at me. I’m not good at reading people,

Look to your left, what do you see?

The wallet shown earlier, and the sugar free polos mentioned after that.

What chore do you hate?

Vacuuming. It makes everything in my body hurt. I would rather clean toilets.

What do you think of when you hear an Australian accent?

@s-hylor

What’s your favourite soda?

See above. I do not like your pain liquid. Apple juice for life.

Do you go in a fast food place or just hit the drive-thrus?

Either delivery or kiosk, I don't like talking to people where possible, I often need tweaks I don't want to have to remember to repeat.

Who’s the last person you talked to?

@downeyhills

Favourite cut of beef?

I don't generally eat beef, lamb, or most red meats. I love crispy chilly beef, but as anyone can point out its bc your generally don't feel the texture of the beef.

Last song you listened to?

Everybody Wants to Rule the World | Tears for Fears | Pomplamoose

I’m on a Pomplamoose kick, and I also just love this song anyway.

Last book you read?

Understanding Comics (The invisible Art) - Scott McCloud

Favourite day of the week?

Friday nights. The weekend is ahead and @loraneldin and I take to wrangling our beloved usual suspects through another week of Ults Book Club.

Can you say the alphabet backwards?

I can barely say it forwards.

How do you like your coffee?

With milk and sugar, or ultimately, in a Caramel Frappuccino bc I'm a bitch like that.

Favourite pair of shoes?

I have walking boots that don't make my flat ass feet feel like they’re dying. OR my black and green crocs (Fight me, they’re useful).

The time you normally go to sleep?

9-10 is what I'm working on, but I fluctuate depending on if I'm working on something or not.

The time you normally get up?

5-6 If I have a choice in the matter, but often 7-8 if I didn't get to bed at the right time. I’m more about getting the right hours in for my diet than time specifically.

What do you prefer, sunrise or sunsets?

Sunset is the prettiest, but I like to be awake to see the sun rise.

How many blankets on your bed?

One big thick comforter, because that's the uk standard, and I get too hot otherwise.

Describe your kitchen plates

Two types, big wide white ones with a navy blue rim. They are so large I never use them, and little Navy saucer plates I use a lot.

Do you have a favourite alcoholic beverage?

I don't drink, so no. I drink apple juice or Shirley temples when I'm in pubs/bars

Do you play cards?

Sometimes, I like to teach people to play Old Maid. It’s the monopoly of card games.

What colour is your car?

Again, I do not drive.

Can you change a tire?

I am aware I just said I don't have a car, but I do know how to change a tire. Everyone should go learn its pretty simple.

Favourite job you’ve ever had?

I have only had one job really and two job experience jobs. I did experience in a school library for a week and that was v fun and chill. I did all the jobs they had prepared for me in 2 days so I alphabetically reorganised their fiction section for the rest of the week. I LIKE ORDERING.

How did you get your biggest scar?

I no longer have a gallbladder, so I have 3 scars across my torso from that, the biggest right in the middle of my ribs. Non surgical wise I have matching scars on my knees from ripping holes in them when tripping. I have weak ankles and also I got both of those at different times.

What did you do today that made someone else happy?

I gave my spare animal crossing Iguanodon skull to a wicked artist I follow on twitter so he could complete his dino park.

#text post #tagged in #wow long post #wow x2 #tag memes

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kwanisms · 6 years ago

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Crossing the Threshold - Part 7

Difference threshold is defined as the minimum noticeable difference that someone will be able to detect at least fifty percent of the time.

⤑ genre: smut, angst, fluff, Best friend!Jihoon, Neighbor!Jeonghan ⤑ pairing: Jihoon x Reader, Jeonghan x Reader ⤑ warning: smut, angst, lots of angst ⤑ summary: After a sincere talk with Jihoon, it would seem that things are almost back to normal. The day of holiday party arrives and a power failure in the apartment building elevator brings (Y/N) and Jeonghan even closer, much to Jihoon’s annoyance which leads up to an explosive confrontation that will damage one or more of (Y/N)’s relationships. ⤑ word count: 10.8k (it’s a long chapter lol)

⤑ 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | {07} | 08 | 09

a/n: I know it’s been a while since I posted an update for this story so hopefully this long chapter will make up for my absence. Maybe you’ll hate me for posting this with no warning. I’m sorry guys. For this taking so long and for what I wrote haha. We aren’t done yet! There are still two more chapters!

It had been two days since Jihoon had slammed his door, leaving you and Soonyoung confused at his sudden outburst. You barely saw him in the apartment. It was usually in passing that you saw him. Soonyoung and you kept tabs on him to the best of your abilities but since neither one of you saw him, it was hard to pinpoint his exact location and what he was doing.

Soonyoung had a better chance of catching a glimpse of Jihoon since they worked in the same office. You however were left to the mercy of Soonyoung’s sporadic texts.

Squishy ☆ [12:08]: he’s staying in the building for lunch. I was going to follow him but I can’t be discrete in the break room. I’ll see you in 5. You [12:09]: it’s okay Soonyoung, you don’t have to go to so much trouble for me. Jihoon will come around. Squishy ☆ [12:10]: i know he will, i’m just stubborn (: You [12:10]: i know you are haha

Soonyoung met you for lunch that day and updated you on Jihoon’s mood and behavior at work. You were grateful for him, truly. Otherwise, you would never know if your best friend was eating or not. You and Soonyoung worked diligently to find out why Jihoon had gotten so angry and fortunately, you found out the reason why a few days later.

A few days later, You were sitting on the couch watching one of your dramas when the front door opened. You turned to face the door, expecting Soonyoung but were met with Jihoon. He froze, eyes landing on your surprised face before his brow furrowed and a frown appeared.

“H-hey,” you said timidly. Jihoon nodded and walked past the front room heading for his room but you reached out, stupidly, and grabbed his hand. “How are you?” you asked, desperate for his company. He was your best friend after all.

Jihoon pulled his hand away, almost ripping it from your grip. You flinched at his sudden crassness. “Fine,” he said shortly before he continued to his room and shut the door with a little more force than necessary. You sighed and pulled out your phone to see Soonyoung had texted you.

Squishy ☆ [17:32]: he’s in a mood today. Idk what’s up his butt. What’s her name dropped by during lunch to see him. You [17:33]: ...Soo-mi? Squishy ☆ [17:33]: yeah. Her. You [17:34]: oh… that’s nice. Squishy ☆ [17:35]: ... (Y/N)? Are you okay?

Before you could answer however the doorbell rang and you got to your feet to answer it. Swinging the door open you found yourself face to face to the exact person you were just texting Soonyoung about.

Jihoon’s ex-girlfriend, Soo-mi, couldn’t have been worse for Jihoon. She was self-centered, narcissistic, rude, and she nearly ended your friendship with Jihoon. She was controlling, manipulative, and had a way with charming men with nice words and then using them. Men like Jihoon.

“Oh, (Y/N)?” Soo-mi said, a hint of surprise to her voice. She must not have known you were living here. Which means Jihoon hasn’t been talking to her for long. “Hey, Soo-mi,” you replied as politely as you could. She was still just as slim and tall as she had been in the past. She was almost as tall as Jihoon.

She let herself into the apartment forcing you to take a step back to avoid being knocked over. She looked around the apartment. “Hoonie has done pretty well for himself,” she noted more to herself than anyone else. You bit your tongue, resisting the urge to fire back. The bedroom door opened and Jihoon emerged.

His eyes fell on Soo-mi and you behind her. “Hey,” he said walking over. “You ready to go?” he asked grabbing his jacket and keys. Soo-mi put on a fake sweet smile. “Of course!” she said in a saccharine sweet voice that made you want to gag.

Jihoon’s eyes glanced your way before he grabbed Soo-mi’s hand and led her past you and toward the door. He slipped on his shoes, not making eye contact and then opened the door for Soo-mi. You clasped your hands behind your back and forced a smile. “Have fun!” you said and Jihoon stopped, turning to look at you. There was something in his eyes. Regret maybe? You waved him off before sitting back on the couch. The door shut softly behind him and you picked up your phone.

You [17:40]: he fucking asked her out. Soonyoung. She came over here and they’re going out. Squishy ☆ [17:41]: ...are you fucking kidding me?! He H A T E S her! He even told me so! You [ 17:42]: if this is because of Jeonghan, istg I’m going to kick Jihoon’s ass. Squishy ☆ [17:43]: I’m almost home. We’ll order a pizza and watch movies. And make a fort. You [17:44]: Soo-mi isn’t invited. Squishy ☆ [17:44]: well duh. Just you and me silly. You [17:45]: thanks, Squishy Squishy ☆ [17:45]: anytime, muffin.

You went back to your dramas, but you couldn't focus. The thought of Jihoon out with the person he himself said he despised most got your blood boiling. You grumbled under your breath, eyes locked on the screen. Several minutes later, Soonyoung opened the door, stumbling into the apartment and kicked his shoes off.

“I fucking ran into them in the lobby. That bitch. I can’t stand her. I don’t know what Jihoon is thinking, letting her back in his life. She’s so shitty!” he spat as he made his way over to you carrying a takeout bag.

“I thought we agreed on pizza,” you joked as he set the bags down and shrugged his coat off. “Chinese sounded better. Make room,” he said and you looked at his slacks and button down. “Uh… don’t you want to change into something comfy?” you asked and he looked down. “Oops,” he said and ran to his room.

When he returned, he was dressed in his sweats and a tee shirt. The two of you used blankets and pillows to create your fort before putting on a movie and eating your chinese in your fort. You could always count on Soonyoung to let loose and be a kid with you.

You were on your second movie when the door opened and slammed shut followed by a slew of curses from Jihoon. He stormed past the couch only to stop and turn. You and Soonyoung peered through the window of your fort at him. He looked from Soonyoung to you and back. “What are you doing?” he asked, all traces of anger gone. He looked as though he was holding back laughter.

“What does it look like?” Soonyoung asked, narrowing his eyes. “It looks like two idiots in a pile of pillows and blankets.” You glared at Jihoon whose smile fell immediately. “Sorry. Only idiots allowed in Fort Stupid,” you snapped as you picked up a pillow and blocked the window, shielding you and Soonyoung from sight.

Soonyoung glanced at you and you crossed your arms angrily, your chinese food sitting in your lap. You were mad. He was just going to start joking with you after being a dick? No. You wouldn’t allow him. He needed to apologize first.

There was silence outside the fort before Jihoon sighed and opened his bedroom door, shutting it softly behind him. Soonyoung glanced back at you and you at him before you pulled the pillow down to sneak a peek outside. Jihoon had returned to his room. You and Soonyoung returned to your movie, finishing it before freeing yourselves from the pile and cleaning up.

After a quick shower, you returned to your room and started getting ready for bed. You heard the vibrating of your phone on your nightstand and walked over to pick it up. They were texts from Jihoon.

Hoonie [22:18]: i miss you… You [22:18]: i’m literally in the other room and you text this to me? Hoonie [22:19]: … forget it. I’ll leave you alone. You [22:19]: Jihoon, i didn’t say I didn’t want you to leave me alone. You [22:20]: I just don’t get why you couldn’t come to my room and say anything. Hoonie [22:20]: i’m too proud and stubborn You [22:20]: yeah u are

When Jihoon didn’t answer you, you assumed he fell asleep and also turned in for the night. This wasn’t like him. He didn’t know how to hold a grudge but he was incredibly stubborn. You weren’t sure how long this little spat with him would last but one of you would cave eventually and it wasn't going to be you.

Your fight with Jihoon lasted until the following morning. You woke up to the feeling of pressure on the bed next to you. Opening your eyes and blinking a few times to adjust to the light filtering in your room, you rolled over to find a sleeping Jihoon next to you. He was curled up on his side facing you with a pillow from his room tucked under his arms.

You looked over at your alarm clock. It read 7 am. You rolled back over to find your best friend stirring in his sleep. His eyes fluttered open and peered up at you sleepily. You watched each other for a few minutes before you spoke. “When did you come in here?” you asked. Jihoon stretched, a yawn escaping him. “I think it was around 2 am. I don’t remember exactly. I just couldn’t sleep,” he said softly. You said nothing, just watched him as he woke up.

“Are you mad?” he asked turning to look at you through heavy eyelids. He was always so cute and childlike when he first woke up in the mornings. Something you noticed throughout the years of friendship you had with him. You shook your head. “No, Ji. I’m not mad,” you said and a small smile broke out across his face. “Really?” he asked and you nodded.

There was tension between you, not like the past few days, but more like the two of you were on the verge of apologizing to one another but neither wanted to be the first since you both were stubborn. Your eyes searched Jihoon’s, waiting for him to say something. His eyes looked between yours before finally he spoke. “I’m sorry.”

He took a deep breath. “I'm sorry for everything. I got angry when I had no right to. You have every freedom to see who ever you want. You're my best friend and I need to support you. I'm just scared of losing you,” he said softly, looking down at the sheet hem he was currently playing with. A small smile broke out inst your face and you reached over, wrapping your arms around him.

Jihoon let out a sigh of relief before returning the gesture. “You'll never lose me, Ji. You're my best friend, you'll always take priority over any boyfriend,” you whispered, burying your face in his shoulder. Jihoon sat up, pulling you with him. The two of you sat like that for a while before there was a small “ahem” from the door.

The two of you looked over to find Soonyoung standing there, leaning against the frame, arms crossed with a grin on his face.

“Does this mean Fort Stupid has a squadron of three again?” he asked. Jihoon picked up a throw pillow and aimed it for Soonyoung’s head. The latter ducked and ran into the hallway, cackling. Jihoon turned to you and gave you a sheepish smile.

The two of you got out of bed and headed for the kitchen to start breakfast.

After a lengthy breakfast and a couple cups of coffee, you got dressed for your date with Jeonghan. Making sure to put extra care into your appearance. With your makeup and hair also done, you checked yourself out in the mirror and smiled.

As you stepped out into the front room, Soonyoung whistled, drawing Jihoon’s attention. “Where are you going all dolled up?” Soonyoung asked as you grabbed your purse and headed for the door to put your coat on. “Out,” you replied.

“With who?” Soonyoung asked. Jihoon snapped him with a towel. “Leave her alone, you vulture,” he said before flashing you a smile and giving you a wink. You returned the smile before you headed out the door and made your way to the elevator.

Down in the lobby you waited for Jeonghan.

Your phone buzzed in your coat pocket and you fished it out, unlocking the screen.

Jeonghan [11:45]: are you still in your apartment? You [11:45]: no i'm in the lobby Jeonghan [11:46]: oh okay! i'm on my way down now (:

You smiled and returned your phone to your pocket as the elevator dinged behind you. The doors opened and Jeonghan stepped out. Today he was sporting a black turtleneck sweater under a deep maroon coat, black jeans, and white trainers. In his hand was a covered basket. A smile spread across his face as he reached you, stopping just a few steps away.

“You look great,” he said looking you up and down. You opted for a black skater dress that fell just above your knees, the top was an illusion sweetheart neckline with a sheer black material making up the mock neckline and sleeves. Under the dress, you wore opaque burgundy tights. Over the dress you had on an ivory peacoat. You rounded out the look with a pair of comfortable brown boots.

“You ready?” Jeonghan asked to which you nodded. He led you to the parking garage and to his own car which sat parked a few spaces away from Jihoon's. Jeonghan opened the door for you, allowing you in before he shut the door and rounded the back of the car, getting into the driver's seat.

He pulled out of the garage and onto the street as he set the navigation on the GPS. The two of you sat silent for a moment before Jeonghan turned on the radio, letting it play in the background. “Did you sleep well, last night?” he finally spoke up.

You nodded. “I did. I woke up to find Jihoon in my bed,” you said almost laughing. Jeonghan chuckled. “I suppose this means he's forgiven you?” he asked and you nodded. “Yes, we had a little talk and he understands that he should be supporting me,” you replied.

The two of you continued to chat before Jeonghan pulled into the parking lot of a large mall. You looked at him curiously as he looked for a parking place. Upon finding one, he parked the car and turned off the ignition before getting out and hurrying around to your side of the car. He opened your door and shut if behind you.

“The mall?” you asked curiously as he held out his hand for you to take. You did, your small hand wrapped in his larger one as he led you to the main entrance. “Have you ever been to this mall?” he asked and you shook your head. Jeonghan smiled as he led you inside. “You're in for a surprise,” he said plainly before opening the door and letting you in first.

Your jaw dropped as you looked around, taking in your surroundings. It was definitely a mall. A huge mall with no less than 4 floors. Shops occupied all four levels with a massive food court on the second floor, the floor you were currently on. In the middle of the mall, nestled in between the 4 floors was a small amusement park.

You turned to Jeonghan who was watching you with amusement. The two of you approached a small house off to the side labeled “tickets.” Jeonghan purchased two day passes, handing one to you. He took your hand and led you to the entry gates.

Once both your passes had been scanned, Jeonghan took your hand and led you over to a small area for locker and stroller rentals. He rented a locker where you stored your cold weather items before locking it up and heading out into the main mall.

Your head turned every which way, trying to see everything at once. Jeonghan laughed, placing a hand on top of your head gently. “At this rate, you'll give yourself whiplash,” he said and you stopped, your cheeks turning pink. “Come on,” Jeonghan said pulling you along.

The two of you decided to walk around to check out some of the shops before heading to the upper floors. The floors seemed to be arranged by shop type. The bottom floor was entirely made up of the amusement park with all the big attractions in the center.

The second floor were the shops for men and women's apparel as well as host to the massive food court. On the third floor were the kids shops. Toy stores, kids apparel, and more. The top floor had the fewest shops. The stores up top were some of the most expensive stores. Jeonghan led you back down to the first floor.

You expected him to guide you toward the only roller coaster in the mall but instead, he took you toward a huge ice rink that you couldn't even see from above. The two of you picked out some skates and sat down to put them on. You'd never been ice skating before so to say you were nervous would be an understatement.

Jeonghan noticed and moved to help you with your skates. “Here,” he said gently taking the laces. “Let me help.” He tightened the laces until the skate fit snugly against your ankles before he tied them securely and stood up. Jeonghan reached out his hands to take yours and pulled you to your feet. “I won't let you fall, I promise.”

He made good on his promise and successfully led you onto the ice. Jeonghan positioned himself on your right as you held the wall with your left hand, your right hand in your date's as you stated off with small strides. You felt like a baby giraffe right after being born. Your legs were wobbly and your balance completely off.

Jeonghan never left your side and he didn't rush you. After you made one loop around the rink, you felt your wobbling simmer down and you were able to pick up speed. You made two further loops around before you felt confident enough to let go of the wall and rely solely on Jeonghan for support.

You felt like you were getting the hang of it before long. After numerous passes, Jeonghan led you off the ice so you could change back into your shoes. “I'm getting hungry, what about you?” he asked as he removed his skates. You nodded pulling your own off and pulling your boots back on.

The two of you returned your skates and headed upstairs to the food court. Eyes scouring for something that sounded good, your gaze fell on a stall that specialized in different types of bibimbap and you pointed it out to Jeonghan. He gave you a grin and led you through the crowd over to the line.

“Do you know what kind you want?” he asked, eyes flickering over the menu. You followed suit, searching for something that caught your eye. You found it in the tongyeong bibimbap. Once you found what you wanted, you placed your orders and after Jeonghan insisted on paying, you waited for your meals.

“After we eat, we can walk around some more to let our food settle before we dive into the rides,” Jeonghan said as he looked toward the roller coaster. “I would like to check out a couple of the shops,” you noted looking across the way at a few stores. Jeonghan turned as your order was called and took the tray.

You led the way to a cleared table and the two of you sat down. You dug into your food immediately and sighed. It had been a while since you'd had a meal this good. The two of you ate mostly in silence, occasionally uttering a few words and exchanging pieces of meat from your bowls. Once your hearty meal was finished, Jeonghan picked up the tray and took it to the return spot.

The two of you spent the next hour walking around, stopping in different shops, looking for something to buy your mom for her birthday since it was just around the corner.

“What about this?” Jeonghan asked nodding up at the sign. You looked up and saw you were standing outside of a jewelry shop. You led Jeonghan inside and started browsing. The two of you split up, you heading for the rings. You browsed and looked through numerous rings before your eyes settled on something.

“Would you like to see something?” the shopkeeper asked, startling you. “Yes please,” you managed to squeak out. You pointed to the ring that had caught your eye. The shopkeeper unlocked the case and pulled the ring out, allowing you to inspect it.

It was a very simple yet elegant band in sterling silver with a round cut gem. You looked it over carefully before deciding it was the one. The shopkeeper packaged it up nice and snug for you. The price was a fair trade for the ring. You paid the owner and took your purchase as Jeonghan approached from the left.

“Did you find something?” he asked with a smile. You nodded as you left the shop and continued walking before you came across a photo booth. You grabbed Jeonghan's arm and tugged softly. His eyes followed yours and he smiled when he saw the booth. “Come on,” he said, pulling you to.

You pulled back the curtain and stepped inside, Jeonghan right behind you. The curtain fell back in place, shielding you from view. Jeonghan paid the small fee and you searched for a theme. You found a cute border you both agreed on and pressed start.

The booth took a total of 6 pictures in which you made silly faces. Jeonghan put another bill in, selecting a different border and pushed start. This time, he kissed your cheek in the first photo. You turned to him, the second and third photos catching you looking at each other before Jeonghan went in, his lips connecting with yours.

It was a few moments before either of you noticed that the booth had stopped taking pictures. You pulled back to catch your breath, your cheeks bright pink, a smirk hiding just behind your semi calm facade. Jeonghan pressed another short kiss to your lips before pulling the curtain back and stepping out.

You followed, immediately grabbing the photos and looking them over. Jeonghan looked over your shoulder, smiling before whispering in your ear which ones he wanted to keep. You tucked them in your purse for safekeeping and continued on, your hand in his.

The two of you decided to call it a day and headed back toward the front, stopping to grab your things from the locker. You donned your cold weather clothes and headed out the front doors.

The parking lot was much fuller than when you initially arrived but Jeonghan found the car easily. The two of you piled in and were off. On the way back, you showed Jeonghan the ring you bought for your mother. He admired it as well as he could while driving. “I think she'll love it,” he said as he entered the freeway.

The rest of the ride was spent listening to music and speaking occasionally. Soon you were home and Jeonghan was pulling into his parking space. The two of you headed into the building from the garage and waited for the elevator. Once it arrived, you got on and pressed the button. You turned to Jeonghan.

“Thank you for today,” you said smiling at him. His lips pulled into a smile and he wrapped his arm around your shoulder. “You're welcome. Thank you for going with me. I haven't had a chance to go to that mall in awhile.” You leaned into Jeonghan, the scent of his cologne filling your nostrils.

The elevator dinged and the doors opened. You stepped off and walked down the hall, stopping at the door to Jihoon and Soonyoung's apartment. Jeonghan leaned in, his lips skimming yours briefly. “Thank you again,” you repeated. “I had a great time with you,” you added. Jeonghan pulled you in, pressing his lips fully against yours. Your stomach did flips as your heart raced.

When he pulled away, he seemed to take your breath with him. “I'll see you later,” he said, his eyes catching the light in the hall and making them twinkle. He backed away slowly, watching as you unlocked the door and let yourself into the apartment. You waved goodbye to him on more time before shutting the door.

Jihoon and Soonyoung were sitting on the couch, and upon entering, they both looked back from the TV. “Ooh! She's back!” Soonyoung said turning and leaning over the back of the couch. You smiled, removing your boots and coat. You made your way through the living room, stopping when Soonyoung grabbed the shopping bag in your hand. “Hey!” you shouted trying to snatch it back.

“Did Jeonghan buy this for you?” he asked looking inside. You grabbed it back and eyed him suspiciously. “No, it's for my mother. Her birthday is next week,” you replied, looking from Soonyoung to Jihoon. Soonyoung stuck his hands in his pockets and gave a very embarrassed smile. Oh, sorry,” he said quickly.

Jihoon nudged him with his foot and Soonyoung sat down quickly. “Did you have a good time?” Jihoon asked looking up at you. His expression seemed to be that of curiosity but he had a genuine smile on his face. You nodded. “Yeah, it was a lot of fun.” Jihoon's smile grew wider. “Go change into something comfortable and tell us about it,” he said and nodded toward your room.

You hurried off to change, setting your mom's present on your dresser before changing into a sweater and some leggings before rushing back to the front room and nestling yourself between the boys. You spent the rest of the evening telling them about the mall. You told them about the ice rink, the roller coasters, the shops, and the huge food court.

“That sounds amazing,” Soonyoung said in awe. “We'll have to go sometime,” Jihoon said smiling at you. “Just the three of us,” Soonyoung said turning his attention toward the TV. “Yeah,” you agreed, watching the TV, unaware of Jihoon's lingering gaze on your face. “Just the three of us,” he repeated before also turning his attention back to the television.

You sat in the living room staring at your phone. Waiting patiently for his reply which would come any minute. You were currently waging war with Jeonghan over text.

You [13:48]: bring it on! Han [13:48]: you're weak. You can't handle this You [13:49]: I SAID BRING IT ON YOON JEONGHAN Han [13:50]: img1759.jpg

You threw your phone on the couch beside you. The picture was of his dog wearing quite possibly the cutest hat you had ever seen. The two of you were fighting over who could send the cutest picture of their pet and clearly, Jeonghan had won.

Your phone buzzed again from the dark recesses of the couch cushions. You scrambled to pick it up to see it was a text from Jihoon. You opened it, reading his message quickly.

Hoonie [13:51]: Hey, I just wanted to let you know that I'm off early today. You [13:51]: okay (: Hoonie [13:51]: uwu

You smiled at Jihoon’s use of emojis before returning to Jeonghan's texts.

Han [13:52]: One word. Three syllables. Han [13:53]: ＶＩＣＴＯＲＹ You [13:53]: yeah. You win. Han [13:54]: you okay?? You [13:54]: yeah… just home alone Han [13:55]: want to come over and keep me company while I cook? You [13:56]: Seungcheol leave already? Han [13:56]: .....yes ㅠ︵ㅠ i'm so lonely You [13:57]: on my way lol

You got up and slipped on your slippers making your way to the door. Outside in the hall, you padded down to the neighboring door and knocked. Jeonghan opened it instantly, MiChan barking from her kennel. “Hi! Come in,” Jeonghan said waving you in.

You stepped in, sliding your shoes off and followed Jeonghan to his kitchen, the smell of something delicious hung in the air. “How long is Cheol going to be gone?” you asked reaching down to pet the fluffy cloud that left her kennel to sniff your socks. “A week,” Jeonghan answered.

You watched as he bustled around the kitchen, stopping to stir something in the pot on the stove occasionally. He wore his favorite pink apron with ruffles and you couldn't help but smile. His hair had been cut recently, no longer sitting at his shoulders. With his hair short, he looked much more masculine rather than feminine like when you first met. You sat admiring him as he worked.

Jeonghan looked up, eyes catching yours and he smirked. You looked away quickly but you weren't fooling anyone. “See something you like?” he asked, the corners of his mouth still pulled up into a grin. “What are you making?” you finally asked and looked down at the counter.

He had a bowl filled with some kind of filling, a spoon, and dozens of little circles of flat dough lying on the surface. “Dumplings,” Jeonghan said shrugging. “It’s for my company's holiday party. Every year I make hundreds of dumplings and bring them to the party. Apparently they're huge hit.” You smiled, watching him as he worked.

Your eyes trailed over his body again. His broad shoulders, toned forearms exposed by his rolled up sleeves, and his slim waist. You were weak for a man of his physique and he knew it. Glancing up at you occasionally, smirking as he did. Jeonghan knew how he affected you and he used that power for evil. “You just gonna stare at me?” he mused.

You slid off the stool and walked around to his side of the island. You ducked under his arm to wedge yourself between him and the counter. “Can I help with anything?” you asked looking at all the dumpling wrappers.

He let out a laugh, welcoming the intrusion by resting his chin on your shoulder. “I could use some help,” he said. You pushed your sleeves up. “What can I do?” you asked. Jeonghan backed up and nodded at the sink. “First, you can wash your hands. I have coworkers who are allergic to dogs,” he chuckled.

You rushed over to cleanse your hands of all traces of dog before returning to Jeonghan's side. He took a step back allowing you to stand in front of him again. “Here,” he said reaching around you to show you what he was doing. “You have to pinch them like this.” Jeonghan showed you how to pinch the dough together to make little pockets.

You worked slowly, trying to mimic what he did. Your first one turned out like a little lumpy pillow. You pouted and Jeonghan laughed, shaking his head. “It's alright. You can scoop the filling in and I'll pinch them.” You did as he said and put little scoops of filling on the centers and he closed them, setting them aside to make little rows.

When you ran out of filling, Jeonghan called a break. He checked on the pot on the stove, murmuring to himself. “What's in there?” you asked from your spot at the counter. Jeonghan pulled the spoon out and covered the pot. “Just some chicken.” He set the spoon aside and made his way over toward you. His hands resting on the countertop on either side of you, effectively trapping you.

“S-should we cook these?” you stammered nodding at the dumplings. Jeonghan shook his head. “No. They go in the freezer until I need to fry them for the party.” He started covering the dumplings, freeing you from your prison. “Could you set these to soak in the sink?” he asked handing you two dirty bowls. You nodded, taking them.

You returned to wipe down the countertops while Jeonghan put the dumplings in the freezer. You were drying the counters when he returned, hands resting on your hips, lips pressed against your hair. “Thank you,” he whispered and you couldn't help the smile that spread across your lips. “It's no trouble, really. I'm happy to help.”

You wiped the counters vigorously with the towel while Jeonghan watched you. After a minute or two, he took the towel from you. “I think it's dry now,” he chuckled tossing the towel in a small hamper in the dining room. You stood against the counter, Jeonghan behind you.

His fingers brushed against the nape of your neck as he moved your hair to the side. “Now what?” you whispered. “That chicken won't be done for a few more hours, so I have some time to kill,” Jeonghan answered, nuzzling your neck with the tip of his nose. A sigh left your mouth as you leaned back, your head falling to the side leaving it wide open for Jeonghan. He pressed sweet kisses along the skin trailing up behind your ear.

“Would you like a tour of the apartment?” he whispered and you nodded quickly. “Yes please.” Jeonghan smiled before kissing your shoulder. “Follow me.” He stepped away and removed his apron before grabbing your hand and leading him straight for the bedrooms.

You were about to enter one when he pressed you against the wall, his lips finding yours instantly and his hands at your hips, fingers digging into your skin. You moaned into the kiss when his thigh spread yours and pressed against your core.

“I've barely even touched you and look at you,” he said breathlessly, a chuckle escaping him. You pulled him back in for another kiss which he accepted eagerly. You were so consumed by his lips that you almost missed your phone ringing from the kitchen. “(Y/N), your phone,” Jeonghan said between kisses. You pulled back and ran to answer it.

“Hello?” you asked breathlessly. “(Y/N)?” you heard on the other side of phone phone. “Jihoon?” you asked quickly. “Hey, what are you doing?” he asked. “Nothing, I just… what's up?” you asked turning to look at Jeonghan.

“Is it Jihoon?” he mouthed and you nodded. He smiled, giving you a thumbs up before opening a door to his room and disappearing behind it. You sat down at the counter, returning to your conversation with Jihoon.

“I sent you a couple texts and you didn't answer so I thought I'd just check to make sure you're okay. Are you home?” His voice sounded worried. “Yeah, yeah, I'm fine! I'm actually on my way back to the apartment right now,” you said looking up when you saw Jeonghan emerge.

“Okay, i'm on my way home, too so I'll see you in a few. You haven't picked up your dress for tomorrow yet, have you?” he asked. The Christmas party was tomorrow and you had taken a dress to the dry cleaners the day before. “No, not yet,” you said, twirling a strand of hair around your finger. “I have to pick up my suit so we can go together,” Jihoon said. You could hear the sound of a car door shutting.

“Okay,” you agreed looking over at Jeonghan who attempted to look like he wasn’t eavesdropping.

“See you in a bit,” Jihoon said before he hung up. You dropped your hand to your lap. “Gotta go?”Jeonghan asked and you looked up at him, giving him a small smile. “Yeah, gotta go pick up my dress for tomorrow,” you replied. Jeonghan smiled and crossed the room as you stood up. He took your free hand in his and pulled it up to his face, kissing the back of your hand gently.

“Thank you for coming over and keeping me company,” he said, pulling you up from your seat. You smiled as he leaned in for a kiss before pulling back. “I better get back so I can change,” you said and looked down at your chosen outfit. Jeonghan smiled. “I think you look fine,” he joked before casting another glance down. “Although, you might want to change your shoes,” he added fighting the urge to smirk. You playfully shoved him. “You’re one to talk,” you noted after looking down and seeing his own slippers.

Jeonghan gently pushed you toward the front door. “Alright, alright,” he said, ignoring your giggles. You pulled the door open and stepped out into the hall. “I’ll see you tomorrow?” he asked to which you nodded. “Yes, I’ll stop by before we leave tomorrow night,” you said smiling widely. Jeonghan waved you off as you headed back down the hall. Inside the apartment, you changed into something more suited for the cold and waited until Jihoon texted you.

Hoonie [14:57]: i’m downstairs (: You [14:58]: on my way down!

Once you made your way down to the lobby you hurried outside to find Jihoon’s car waiting by the curb. You rushed over, pulling open the door and getting into the passenger seat. Jihoon pulled out into the flow of traffic as you fastened your seat belt. “How was work?” you asked noting his expression. Jihoon groaned. “This is the third time this month I’ve worked overtime for them. I’m getting burnt out,” he said as he followed the GPS. In no time, you reached the dry cleaners.

The trip was a short one as you both got your items and then headed home. Along the way, you stopped by the grocery store to grab a few things for dinner. You helped carry the groceries from the car to the apartment. “What did you do today?” Jihoon asked as the elevator made its way up.

“I just relaxed, went next door to keep Jeonghan company while he made dumplings for his company party,” you said looking up at the numbers above the elevator doors. “Oh? Can he spare some of those?” Jihoon asked jokingly as the doors opened. The two of you stepped out where Soonyoung was attempting to put the code in. He glanced over at you and Jihoon and sighed in relief.

“I can’t remember the code!” he said as Jihoon walked past him to open the door. You shook your head and tutted as you passed Soonyoung and stepped into the apartment. You deposited the groceries on the counter before taking your dress to your room and hanging it up on the back of your door. You unzipped the dress and let it air out while you changed back into your comfy clothes and headed to the kitchen to start making dinner.

Jihoon and Soonyoung sat at the counter of the island, bickering as usual and it felt like everything was finally going back to normal. For now at least.

The next morning you woke to a slew of texts from Jeonghan.

Han [08:46]: good morning! The sun is out and the day is almost as beautiful as you Han [08:49]: ...wow that was lame. I am so sorry. I’ll see myself out Han [08:51]: don’t forget to stop by before you leave! I want to see your dress (: Han [08:55]: you’re probably sleeping and I’m being annoying. Wow, way to go Jeonghan. Han [08:57]: text me when you wake up so I don’t keep blowing your phone up

You laughed softly setting your phone aside and sitting up. There was a loud knock on the door before you glanced up and noticed Soonyoung. “Breakfast is almost ready my sleepy little croissant,” he said and you grabbed a pillow to throw at him but he was gone before you could carry out your assault.

You slipped on your robe before stepping out into the hallway and following the smell of food. Jihoon stood at the stove cooking eggs in one skillet. You made your way to the coffee maker and started your routine, making a cup of coffee while soonyoung reached across the counter and snatched a piece of bacon. You shook your head at him, narrowing your eyes. He silent pleaded with you to not say anything.

You weren’t having his treachery. “Soonyoung keeps stealing bacon,” you said loudly as the coffee maker dispensed your caffeine fix. Jihoon whipped around in time to see Soonyoung reaching for another piece of bacon. He slapped the back of Soonyoung’s hand with the wooden spoon he held. Soonyoung withdrew, pouting before he threw a dirty look your way.

With breakfast done, the three of you sat down to eat. You were checking the weather on your phone when there was a loud clap of thunder. The three of you jumped, eyes wide as you looked around at one another before getting up and racing to the balcony door. Outside, the clouds had rolled in but instead of rain, it was snow. “I’ve never witnessed a thunderstorm with snow,” Soonyoung said peering up at the clouds. “Not gonna lie,” Jihoon said looking around. “It’s pretty cool,” he added.

The three of you sat back down to finish your breakfast before you started on your chores. It was laundry day and you had been persistent in earning your keep so you did all the laundry in the house save for underwear and bed linens apart from your own. It was a fair trade.

Throughout the day, you texted Jeonghan. He had immediately texted you after the storm started stating “so much for the sun.” Time ticked by as you did the laundry, sitting at the kitchen table to fold everything and sort it into piles. You had finished Jihoon’s first and called him over to get his things. Soonyoung’s was next and he took his clean clothes to his room while you folded your own laundry.

By the time you had finished, it was time to start getting ready. You headed for your room to start doing your makeup and hair. You finished fairly quickly before getting into your dress, luckily, without help.

You stepped out of your room, and made your way into the living room where Jihoon and Soonyoung stood waiting, bickering over something you couldn't hear. They only turned when you cleared your throat to announce your presence. The two turned immediately and you savored their reactions.

Soonyoung’s jaw dropped as his eyes raked over your form, not having seen you in formal attire for a long time. Jihoon on the other hand could not take his eyes off you. His lips were parted slightly, eyes widened as he took in your attire. You opted for a fitted floor length garment that accentuated your features, with long sleeves that reached just past your wrists, a high collar, and a deep v cut back.

The crisp ivory color complimented your skin beautifully and contrasted well with the crimson color on your lips. You cleared your throat and the two snapped out of their trances. “Shouldn't we get going?” you asked and the two shuffled to the door. You followed behind sitting to put your shoes on.

Jihoon opened the door letting Soonyoung out into the hall first. You followed with Jihoon bringing up the rear. “We're going to get there a little early,” Jihoon noted looking at his watch while Soonyoung pressed the button. The three of you waited in silence for the lift to arrive.

You remembered that Jeonghan wanted to see your dress and told the boys you would be right back as you hurried down the hall to the neighbor’s door. You knocked on it and Seungcheol answered it, his eyes widening as he took in your appearance. “Wow,” he said and you blushed lightly. “You look good.”

“Thanks,” you said before peering into the apartment. “Is Jeonghan here? He said he wanted me to stop by so he could see this,” you said gesturing at the dress. Seungcheol shook his head. “No, he had to run an errand.” You sighed and nodded slowly. “He should be back in a few minutes though, if you want to come in and wait,” he added quickly. You shook your head.

“No, I should get back. Otherwise, we might be late,” you said gesturing at Jihoon and Soonyoung down the hall at the elevator. On cue Jihoon cupped his hands around his mouth. “Lift’s here! Let’s go!” he said. You nodded and turned back to Seungcheol. “Tell him I stopped by?” you asked and he nodded, smiling widely. You turned and headed back to the elevator which was thankfully it was empty.

You followed your best friends into the elevator and Soonyoung pressed the button for the lobby. The elevator started its descent and you held your breath, counting the seconds until it reached its destination. There was a flicker of the lights and the elevator skipped slightly, jostling you lightly. You grabbed the hands of both men on either side of you.

Jihoon and Soonyoung both gently squeezed your hands reassuringly as the elevator continued without problem and pinged when it reached the lobby. You stepped out of the elevator, following the two through the lobby and toward the front doors. “Where are we going?” you asked.

Outside on the curb, a very fancy limousine was waiting for you. You rounded on Jihoon. “We could have just taken your car!” you hissed and he smiled. “And try to find parking? No thanks. This way, we don't have to worry about it,” he said as he led the way outside.

The wind whipped, swirling snow around you and you shivered heavily. “Wait,” you said and the two men stopped turning toward you. “I forgot my coat! I gotta go back,” you said. “You want me to go with you?” Soonyoung asked stepping forward. You shook your head. “I'll be quick!” you said and turned to hurry back toward the elevator, pressing the up button.

You sighed, arms crossed as you waited for the elevator doors to open. “Come on!” you hiss noting how slow the elevator seems to be moving. You heard light taps of someone approaching. You glanced up to see Jeonghan.

“Oh, good evening, he said smiling. You returned the gesture. “Hey,” you said back softly, taking notice of what he's wearing. He has fitted black jogging pants with an oversized grey sweater. He was wearing a rather comfy looking coat with a soft scarf. “You look very warm,” you said amused to which he smiled brightly.

“Where's your coat?” he inquired looking down at the ensemble you're dressed in. “.....I'm an idiot and forgot it. I'm on my way back up to get it now,” you told him reassuringly. When the elevator doors finally opened the people inside got out allowing you and Jeonghan to step in.

You pushed the button for the 20th floor and the doors crept shut.

Inside the elevator was cold. Why the hell is it so damn cold? You tried to fight an involuntary shudder but failed as it rippled throughout your body. Jeonghan noticed and without a word, slipped his coat off, draping it around your shoulders. “Thank you,” you murmured, noticing it smelled just like his preferred cologne which was your favorite.

Glancing up, you saw that the floor reader indicated that you were currently passing the 12th floor. Jeonghan followed your gaze and said softly, “this thing has been moving so slow recently.”

That was when you heard it; a loud whirring followed by a clunk sound before you were thrown in complete darkness, a small gasp escaping your lips. Jeonghan swore loudly from next to you and you heard him patting his clothes in search of his phone.

Instinctively you reached into his coat pocket and your hand touched something smooth and sleek. You pulled it out and turned the screen on. Turning toward Jeonghan, you found him and he took the phone from you, sliding the status bar down and turning on the flashlight. A small but bright light dimly illuminates the elevator.

The realization hit you; you were trapped, inside an elevator, hanging 12 floors from the ground with no power. You began hyperventilating as panic set in, feeling your way into the closest corner. This can't be happening. You looked frantically around the box in vain as everywhere you looked was a corner or a wall. No way out, a little voice inside your head said. A soft sob escaped its confines in your throat as you closed your eyes as blood pounded in your ears.

“Hey,” you heard a voice but it sounded muffled, almost like it was distant. “Hey,” it said again, a little clearer this time. “(Y/N), look at me.” The voice was crystal clear this time as you came out of your trance. Jeonghan. You remembered you weren't alone. Jeonghan was standing in front of you, shining the flashlight on his phone in your direction.

“Are you alright?” he asked softly, brushing hair out of your face. You shook your head as you slowly slid into a sitting position against the wall, Jeonghan taking a seat beside you. He set his phone on the floor and pulled you into him, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and started whispered encouraging words to you as he stroked your hair.

“I forgot about your fear. Don't worry (Y/N). It's gonna be okay. You're gonna be alright,” he muttered.

The minutes ticked by, you didn’t know how long had been but slowly you felt yourself starting to calm down. “That's better,” Jeonghan said, turning you to face him. He had a soft smile on his face but his eyes were still full of concern.

“I’m sorry,” you said in a rush. “I was hoping this would never happen again but clearly the universe hates me,” you said burying your face in his neck. Jeonghan chuckled as he gently ran his fingers through your hair. He hummed a soft tune to help calm you down even more.

“Thank you,” you whisper in his ear, you face buried in his neck. With your breath fanning against the skin of his neck, Jeonghan let out a soft sigh escape his lips. Not soft enough since you pulled back to look at him. He stared straight back, thinking about the first time he kissed you in this elevator how he so desperately wanted to kiss you again, right now.

This is not the time or place for that, he had to remind himself so he was fine with just holding you close, trying to make you feel safe. Jeonghan was interrupted from his thoughts by the feeling of your lips pressed against his own and he forgot everything and kissed you back without reservation.

His hands found purchase in your hair and on your hip, your own hands making their way up to his shoulders. You broke the kiss only for a moment to readjust yourself in his lap, straddling him before you attacked his lips again with more passion.

Jeonghan's hands slid down your body, coming to a rest on your hips. His tongue glided over your bottom lip and you sigh, the parting of your lips allowing him access and his tongue found yours in a lazy and sloppy dance. His hands kneaded the soft flesh of your ass, pushing and pulling your hips so that you rocked against him, grinding on his painfully obvious hard on.

You thanked your lucky stars that you chose not to wear pantyhose today, the thin material of your lace panties allowing you some sort of release of weeks of built up sexual tension between the two of you.

Jeonghan moaned into the kiss when you grinded down particularly hard against him and you swallowed the sound with your lips. His hips bucked up into yours involuntarily and you moaned loudly at the sensation against your aching clit.

“Jeonghan,” you whispered in a shaky breath. “Yes, princess?” he answered in a husky voice, pupils dilated and full blown with lust, the name sounded so much more intimate when he said it. You stared into each others eyes for a few more silent moments before you whimpered, “touch me.” Jeonghan wasted no time, his coat was thrown off your shoulders, landing on the floor of the elevator.

He laid you back against his coat, his hands sliding down your sides until he reached your hips. He stopped, admiring how you look in this moment; your skirt falling up your thighs, flushed cheeks, slightly disheveled hair, but most of all, the wide doe eyed look you were giving him.

He loved how innocent you looked.

He dragged one hand lower and lower until his fingers were pressed against you, only thin lace separating his skin from your heat wet with want. He leaned down and pressed a chaste kiss to your lips. “Are you sure about this?” he asked, eyes searching yours for confirmation and you nodded, giving your consent.

Jeonghan traced your lower lips softly, teasing you slowly but you didn't want him to tease you. You'd waited long enough for this moment. “Please.” You had meant for it come out stronger but it came out as a whimper when Jeonghan increased pressure against you.

His fingers trailed up and down your slit. You were a whining, whimpering mess under his hand and he had barely even touched you. “Look how needy you are,” he whispered as he pressed soft kisses to your jawline.

He slipped his thumbs into the band of your panties and slowly pulled them down and off you, setting them to the side. His hand was back on your heat and he could feel how needy and ready for him you were. “Fuck,” he groaned as his finger slid easily between your folds.

“You're dripping. Is this all for me?” he whispered. You moaned in response as he dipped his finger into your dripping pussy again. “What do you want, baby? Use your words,” he said, his lips soft against your neck contrasting against his teeth biting down on the sensitive skin.

He soothed the bites with his tongue, alternating between the two, leaving spots that would turn into dark bruises tomorrow as his fingers never faltered against your clit, massaging in slow but hard circles, increasing pressure as he did.

When he inserted a finger into you, you gasped out his name and boy what an ego trip that was for him. He moved slowly, pumping the digit in and out of you. “Ah, please. Jeonghan, I n-need more…” you whined. He smirked against your skin and move his hand faster, pumping in and out of you until he felt you were ready for a second digit, never losing his pace.

Your moans increased as he continued his ministrations on your body, attacking your most sensitive areas. With his hand still pounding into you, he the added a third finger.

Gasping, moaning, and whimpering you begged him for release. “Please Jeonghan, please,” you whined. “What can I do for you, princess?” he asked slowing his hand. “...I want your tongue,” you said breathlessly and Jeonghan felt his cock twitch in his pants at your words.

He was painfully hard. He needed some sort of release, and you brought some as you had been eyeing him up the entire time. You reach down and palmed him through his sweatpants. He moaned softly, hips bucking into your hand. “Touch me,” he said. “Touch me and then I’ll do whatever you want.”

You slipped your hand into his pants and slowly stroked him through his boxers before finally sitting up and pushing him back before pulling his pants and underwear down his hips exposing his hard cock as it sprung free.

You took him in your hand and he hissed at the contact of your soft hand against the hardness of his member. You stroked him languidly at first, just soft touches until he grabbed your hand and forced you to touch him properly.

“Don't tease me, (Y/N),” he let out in a breathy moan. You picked up the pace, pumping his shaft with just the right amount of pressure. He groaned, bucking his hips into your hand, giving you enough confidence to speed up, rubbing the pad of your thumb against the tip of his dick, spreading the pre-cum that had gathered. Jeonghan threw his head back against the elevator wall, closing his eyes as he relished in the feeling of your hand.

Feeling powerful with the amount of control you held over him, you decided you lean down and give the tip a light kitten lick. Jeonghan's fingers immediately tangled in your locks when your lips wrapped around his throbbing member and he let out a strangled moan that had your walls clenching around nothing. You were literally dripping by this point. You need him and you needed him now.

You pulled away from his cock and straddled his hips again. “Wait,” he breathed grabbing your hips. “I didn't get to eat you out.” You positioned the head of his cock against your slit, teasing the tip with your wet folds. “I need you now,” you whined before sinking down on him slowly.

The stretch felt amazing. It had been such a long time since anyone had filled you up like this. Jeonghan grabbed your hips, stalling your movements just as you began. “Wait, take it slow,” he hissed. “If you go too fast, I might come right away, I don't want that.”

You waited a few more moments before Jeonghan continued, pushing your hips down until he was buried deep inside you. “Fuck, ah, (Y/N), you're so tight,” Jeonghan panted. You slowly rocked your hips back and forth before sliding up and down. Jeonghan pulled you in for a kiss, tongues dancing against one another, fighting for dominance, but in the end he won.

His hands gripped your ass tightly while you moved on him. Bringing one of his hands back he let it land on your rear end, the sharp sting making you inhale. He rubbed the spot, soothing it gently before repeating the same thing on the other side. You leaned forward, resting your head on his shoulder as your legs became weak, your muscles screaming in agony.

Jeonghan took this as a sign to take over and he took hold of your hips, thrusting up into you. You cried out as he hit deep inside you, brushing against your spot just right. “Oh my god, right there,” you gasped and he thrusted harder, hitting the spot again. “Like that?” he asked and you nodded, moans turning into whimpers as you drew closer and closer to your orgasm.

Jeonghan flipped you over so you were on your back on the elevator floor and started pounding into you. The soft moans whimpers replaced by loud high pitched moans and cries. “Jeonghan, .....I'm so close.” Your whisper just barely reached his ears.

One of his hands found yours and your fingers intertwined, the other reaching between you and you cried out as his fingers massaged fast circles on your clit. “Jeonghan, .....I'm gonna-" you started to say but he cut you off with “then do it. Cum for me, princess.”

Your orgasm hit you like a freight train and you came with a cry of Jeonghan's name, your walls clenching and convulsing around him that with a few more thrusts, he buried his face in the crook of your neck and came with a low moan, releasing deep inside you. He rode out both of your orgasms until you had to push him off. “Stop, I can't anymore, it's too much,” you whimpered, shuddering from the aftershocks of your climax.

“God, you're so beautiful,” Jeonghan whispered brushing your hair back so he could see your face completely. “We should probably get this cleaned up,” you said indicating the elevator around you. Jeonghan pressed a soft kiss to your forehead and nodded. “Yeah, otherwise what a surprise for the rescue crew,” he said with a laugh as he helped you up allowing you to put yourself back together.

He helped you into your panties and reached down to pick up his coat. “I wonder how much longer we're gonna be stuck in here,” he said with a sigh. You turn to him, resting your chin on his chest and looking up at him. “We could always go for round two,” you murmured cheekily, giving him a huge grin.

Jeonghan smiled and pecked you on the lips. “You’re such a dirty girl,” he said pressing a kiss to your cheek. The elevator started to whirr as the lights flicker back on. Jeonghan turned the flashlight on his phone off and looked down at you. “Your hair,” he chuckled and began to smooth it down. You glanced up at him.

He looked so ethereal and angelic. It must be that ‘glow’ you get after sex. You never thought it was real until you saw Jeonghan. “You’re quite beautiful yourself, you know?” you whispered as the elevator picked up and continued heading up to the 20th floor. Jeonghan looked down at you, smiling before leaning in for a kiss.

“Thank you,” he whispered against your lips. The elevator reached the 20th floor and with a ding, the elevator doors opened and standing on the other side was a very worried Soonyoung and Jihoon. Once their eyes landed on you, they started to relax until they realized who was with you.

Jihoon looked between the two of you before something on your neck caught his eye. A small red mark peeking out from under the neck of your dress. Soonyoung followed Jihoon's gaze, eyes widening when he saw the mark as they flitted between you and Jeonghan. An unmistakable scowl on Jihoon's face told you all you needed to know.

They know. Oh God, they know.

You stepped off the elevator before Jeonghan, noticing Seungcheol emerging from down the hall. “Ji, let me explain,” you started but he pushed you aside going straight for Jeonghan. His fist collided with the side of Jeonghan's face, catching him off guard as he stumbled.

“Hey!” Seungcheol shouted running down the hall. He tried to grab Jihoon but he shook him off. Jihoon lunged forward again. You screamed at him to stop, even trying to grab his arm. He threw you off of him, knocking you to the ground.

“Jesus, (Y/N),” Soonyoung said reaching down to help you up. “Jihoon just stop! Knock it off!” you yelled grabbing his arm. He threw you off again, this time his hand making contact with your cheek. He froze immediately, turning to look at you, eyes wide in horror.

You covered your cheek with your hand, Soonyoung rushing over to assess the damage. While he was distracted, Seungcheol stepped between Jihoon and Jeonghan, shielding his roommate from the angry shorter man. “This ends here,” he said, anger written all over his face. He pushed past Jihoon, carting Jeonghan with him.

“I can't do this anymore,” Jihoon said turning away from you and you looked up at him. “Do what?” Soonyoung asked. “You need to leave.” Soonyoung stood up looking at Jihoon angrily. “Now wait a minute,” he said and Jihoon rounded on him. “You want to leave to?” he snapped. You looked at Jihoon, holding back tears. “What is the matter with you?” you said, your voice shaking.

“I can't stand being around you anymore. I can't stand waiting around, watching you with another man and pretend like it doesn't hurt me.” He turned to face the hall. The three of you were silent. “Jihoon, be reasonable,” Soonyoung pleaded. Jihoon ignored him. “Pretending like I don't still love you,” he said, clenching his fists before turning to look at you. “Ji…” you whispered but he shook his head. “Jihoon, she’s your best friend,” Soonyoung reasoned.

Jihoon shook his head. “No, she’s your best friend. She’s not mine. Not anymore,” he said. You took a step forward but Jihoon narrowed his eyes at you, forcing you to halt.

“I want you out of the apartment tonight.”

p.s. I’m so sorry. It’s not over though! I promised there are two more chapters and I’m gonna live up to that promise! As always, please leave feedback. I love hearing from you all. Thank you so much for reading and for sticking around this long. I appreciate you. ~K♡

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