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bambikisss · 1 year ago

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Forever is a long time: C. Guesung

Pairings :: college! Guesung x college! reader

Summary :: Guesung is a well-known soccer player among the students at your university- the college's heartthrob also. So after a one-night stand and then falling pregnant, you both realize that you may be glued to one another for a while.

Warnings :: Unprotected sex (always keep it safe out there), hair pulling, biting, scratches, semi-public, use of nicknames (baby, princess, baby girl), accidental pregnancy, oral (both receiving), in the shower

Songs: Moonlight - Kali Uchis, Locked out of Heaven - Bruno Mars

Bambi's notes: After I procrastinated for the longest time, here she is! The first section of smut isn't much but believe me, as this goes on, it gets...wild lol. There is also a change in the story's premise as I decided it needed a change. As per usual, the ending is lowkey sucky. Anyways, hope you enjoy! Reblogs / Comments are appreciated and encouraged!

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One night stands aren't new to college students, yet to you, they were.

"Fuck, hold onto me"

You held onto Guesung's shoulder as he carried you into his room, kicking the door closed behind you both as your lips melt into each others. You couldn't really pin point how you ended up making out with your university's top soccer player and now in his bed, but you didn't mind. He was hot and he wanted you, so why not give into it tonight?

Guesung helped you strip down as his lips moved around the newly shown skin, his hands haphazardly tossing away the fabrics as he pushed you back onto his bed before he did the same. He leaned down to kiss down your thighs as he pushed slowly into you, both of you far too horny for one another to even prep. "Fuck, Y/N, you're so tight and wet for me, baby," you let your arms wrap around his shoulders as he began to pump himself into you, his own hands gripping your thighs as he continues to fuck you. Even though you both didn't know each other, it felt like he already knew your body so well as he continued to fuck you, his lips pressing against your sweet spot as he moved in you.

To you, nothing can ruin this moment.

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"That is correct, miss Y/N: You are two weeks pregnant."

You stared at your doctor in shock as she hands you her clipboard, showing that you are in fact, two weeks pregnant. You couldn't help but grip the clipboard, trying to figure out how the hell you were going to be a goddam mother while in college. You felt your eyes begin to fill with tears as you tried to comprehend how your life was now changing. Your doctor offered your a kind smile before she asked "Do you have any idea of who the father may be?"

You slowly met your doctor's eyes as your mind flashed back to the bed you were in two weeks ago, your lips covered with his as his hips met yours. The night that you felt the best you ever did during sex also seemed to be the night that you became pregnant with his baby.

Guesung's baby.

You knew it was right to tell him, but you felt nervous to do so; he was the top soccer player at the university and you didn't want to ruin his life plans as you had heard he had plans to go pro. However, you knew you couldn't hide this baby from him as the baby was his. You gathered your courage after class one day to make your way to the practice felid where you knew the soccer team practiced, rehearsing the words in your mind as you watched him run up and down the felid. How would he react? Would he be mad and want nothing to do with the baby?

Guesung soon spotted you from across the felid as he gathered his things after having a successful practice. He felt his lips move into a smile as he noticed you, remembering you from two weeks ago. He jogged over to you, his smile fading slightly as he noticed your worried face. While you both had only had a one night stand, he still didn't like seeing you upset. "Hey, Y/N, are you alright?"

You were shocked he even remembered your name, gripping your backpack's strap before saying "we need to talk, Guesung"

At your tone of voice, he nodded, telling his teammates that he'd find them later before walking with you away from the field to a nearby diner. He ordered some burgers and fries before sitting down across from you in the table you chose in the back of the place. It was secluded from everyone else, which made him feel even more worried about what you had to say. You accepted the burger before meeting his eyes, seeing the care in them for you. You sighed before deciding to get it over with, saying "I'm pregnant, Guesung. And I know it's yours because you're the only person I've slept with in a while and-"

"Pregnant?" Guesung looked at you in shock as processed your words, then realizing that the baby was in fact his. He was going to be a father, if you didn't want to get rid of the baby. You nodded, trying not cry as you could feel your anxiety rise up at his shocked expression. "I know you don't want to raise this baby so I'll see to it that you never see me or the baby again-"

Guesung cut you off again, this time by placing his hand over yours to comfort you. His thumb rubbed the back of your hand, his voice calm as he met your teary eyes. "Y/N, I don't mind helping you raise this baby. Making a baby is a two person effort which included me. Plus, I've always wanted to be a father." You felt comforted by his smile, words, and touch as he intertwined his hand with yours. "We'll do this together, Y/N, I promise. One step at a time, one day at a time. For now, let's eat then we can discuss this more in detail later."

You nodded, taking a bite of your burger as he continues to meet your eyes with a smile. You slowly felt all of your worries fade away as you both ate, happy that he wasn't going to just up and leave you for this.

Maybe everything would be alright.

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"But what about going pro? Do you think you still can?"

You leaned back in the bleachers as Guesung licked his ice cream, his arm resting beside him as he nods. The sunset added a beautiful light to the moment as you both enjoyed your ice creams, trying to figure out your new lives together. "I think I still can go pro, lots of soccer players have families at home. Plus, I'll make good money for the both of us." You nodded at his words, knowing how well soccer players get paid. Now that you knew you had his support, you didn't feel so scared about raising the baby. He looked over at you, admiring how you looked in this light before saying "I think you'll make a great mom, Y/N. I think the two of us can do this."

You smiled at his words, thanking him softly as he moves a bit closer to you, his lips meeting yours in a soft kiss. The kiss was slow as you both smiled at the taste of each other's ice cream on your lips before he cupped your face, kissing you deeper as he slowly opened his mouth so your tongue could meet his. The kiss picked up in pace as both of your tongues met before Guesung picked you up, carrying you to the locker room below the bleachers. It almost felt like deja vu from how he was carrying you into the locker room, his feet kicking the door closed behind you both before he pressed your back against the door, his lips moving down your neck as his hands move to grip your thighs. He softly moaned your name as your nails dig into his back, his own hips rolling into yours as he grinded against your soaking core as his teeth nipped at your neck, his tongue moving over the bite marks as he says "you're mine, princess. If giving you my fucking baby didn't prove it, than these marks will"

You gasped as he moved down your body, placing you on top of his shoulders as he moved to his knees in front of you, his hands pushing up your skirt as he kisses your clothed pussy, practically drooling at the idea of getting to eat you out. Guesung softly apologized before his fingers moved to your panties, ripping them apart at the wet spot before he instantly dove his tongue in as his hands tossed away the fabric, his hands moving back to your thighs to stop you from slipping from his shoulders. You tossed your head back as he practically fucks you with his tongue, lapping up your juices as he moans your name, praising your taste as you can't help but wrap your legs around his head. Since you and Guesung were both too horny to even think about foreplay, he didn't get to taste you, but now that he was he didn't know how he could ever live without the taste. "You taste so fucking sweet, princess. I could fucking drown in here, fuck"

You gripped his hair as you grinded against his face, his tongue moving deeper into you as he helped you do so, his nose rubbing against your clit as he focused on making you cum on his tongue. As you felt your stomach tighten, you tossed your head back against the wall, whining out his name as he sped up, momentarily removing his mouth from you to push in two fingers into you, curling them as he looked up at you. "Cum for me, Y/N, that's it. Give me everything you got in that sexy body of yours. If you cum hard enough, I'll even fuck you nice and hard" Your body came instantly at his words as he curls his fingers, watching as you arch your back from the wall. Guesung can't help but smirk at how fast you came from his mouth and words, moving you to a nearby shower. You looked at him through your dazed expression as he turns it on, leaning against the outside of the shower as he begins to strip down, his eyes staying on yours as he enters the shower before leaning against the door frame. "I went to practice before dinner, so I need a shower and you made a mess all over yourself. Come in here, princess"

You soon caught on to what he wanted, carefully stripping down before stepping into the shower behind him. He shuts the door behind you both, moving you to face the now closed door as he moves behind you, his hands slowly moving down your body as the water wets you. "Place your hands on the door, princess"

His hands gripped your hips as your hand tried to find purchase on the shower door, a loud smack now echoing through the locker room, making you jump. Guesung smirked at your reaction, rubbing the area he had spanked before slowly pushing into you, moaning at how wet you were for him, your pussy sucking him in even though he was pretty big and thick. He gave you a moment to adjust before his hips began to meet your ass in a fast rate, the water only acting as a lubricant as he tries to move deeper in you.

"There we go, baby, nice and hard, just for you, fuck! Isn't this what you wanted? To have my thick cock deep inside your needy and sweet fucking pussy until I cum inside you again? Gonna cum so much that you're belly will be swollen with it and my fucking kid"

The loud sounds of not only you both moaning but from Guesung fucking you filled the empty locker room, even spilling a bit outside if anyone walked by. The idea made you clench around him, only making him groan louder before picking up one of your legs, his hips now pistoling inside of you as you felt your climax rush over you suddenly, Guesung's own doing the same at the feeling. You closed your eyes as you felt his warm cum fill you up, his chest now resting against your back as he slowly lowered your leg back down so he could properly hug you. After a brief moment of silence, Guesung chuckled "well if you weren't pregnant before, you're surely pregnant now"

You hit arm as you laughed, wincing as he slowly pulled out of you. He pressed a soft kiss to your shoulder before helping you to move under the water, washing both of your bodies before he held you close saying "After class tomorrow, let me take you out on a date. I know we kinda skipped some steps but I really like you, Y/N." You nodded tiredly against his chest, smiling as you felt him press a kiss to your forehead.

Even though you both did skip some steps, you still couldn't be happier

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"Sorry for coming home so late from practice, baby. I did get your taco bell, though"

You sat up in your bed as Guesung entered your dorm room, holding your taco bell order and his gym bag. He handed it to you before sitting down next to you, massaging your stomach gently as you took a bite of your food. Despite both of your school schedules being hectic, Guesung still made sure to stop by your dorm at least once a day to check on you and the baby. He also tried to get your cravings whenever he could, wanting to make this as comforting and easy for you as possible. After he showered, he returned to your dorm, sitting down next to you while you did your homework. You decided to try and finish your degree, despite being so tired. You were already almost done, so why not go ahead and finish it?

Guesung of course supported you, as that was the type of boyfriend he was. As you studied, Guesung laid on your lap, speaking to your belly with a smile on his face, his wet hair tickling your thighs as he spoke to your baby. "Ah hello there, it's daddy again. I had another game tonight and scored big, so I know you and mommy are so proud of me, right?" You smiled as he spoke, running your hand through his hair, making him smile. He soon placed a kiss to your thighs, slowly kissing up your body to your lips, making you laugh softly. He smile against your lips, kissing you again before he shoved away your textbook, officially claiming your attention. You let your hands move down his broad shoulders, taking in all of his muscles as you did so. He kissed you lovingly before he pulled from your lips, looking at you with heart eyes, which made you laugh. There was something about how he was looking at you that not only made you fall more in love with him, but turned you on. He was so caring and sweet with you that all you wanted to do was take care of him.

"Y/N, baby, what are you-" Guesung looked at you shocked as you pushed him back so he was sitting down before you began to untie his sweatpants, eager to taste him. Guesung had become used to your random need for him, which he thought was just hormones going crazy. You had so far given him oral while he was driving you to and from an appointment, when he took you with him when the team was traveling, and more. As you successfully remove his hardening cock from his pants, he closed his eyes, deciding to enjoy this. He wasn't complaining, of course, sometimes doing extra things for you just for you to take him in your mouth, like you're doing right now.

"That's it, baby girl, take me all down your throat, just like that" He sighed as you let him move down your throat, bobbing your head as Guesung tried to focus on you. He groans loudly as you moved faster, licking his lips as you continue to wet his cock. "Gag on my cock, Y/N. Let me hear how much you enjoy sucking my cock. Can't fucking live without it now, can't you? You're so addicted to the taste, huh?" Guesung moans loudly as you gag around his cock as it twitches in your mouth, the only warning you get before he cums down your throat.

As you slowly remove yourself from his softening cock, he takes a deep breath at the sensation. "I think I got really worked up because of your mouth, baby. I don't think I've ever cum that fast" he chuckles, resting his head against your bed as you wipe his cum from your lips. You smile before resting your head against the bed as well as Guesung cleans himself up, pausing as you feel your stomach move. You move to grip his hand, placing it on your stomach as the movements move to where his hand is. Guesung's eyes slowly well up at the feeling, leaning over to kiss your stomach before rubbing it, trying to hide his emotions as feels the kicks once more.

You couldn't help but smile at his reaction, feeling happy to have someone that you are sure will love your baby unconditionally. "Mommy and I will love you forever, little baby, and forever is a long time" You laugh softly at his words, making him look up at you with a smile before kissing you lovingly.

"And I mean that, Y/N. I'll love you and our baby forever." You smile, nodding before kissing him again as you enjoy the moment.

~~~~~

"Cho Guesung! Cho Guesung!"

You smile as the stands scream your husband's name, your daughter cheering his name equally as loudly as he bows to the fans. Being in the world cup has always been Guesung's dream, so to be there representing his country with you and his daughter in the stands made him feel even prouder. As the game ends, you and your daughter make your way to the locker room where the team was, Sunny immediately picking up your daughter as the team surrounds her excitedly. You smile as you watch them interact, your smile then growing as you feel Guesung's arms wrap around your waist, placing a kiss to your shoulder.

You lean back to his body, closing your eyes as you hear your daughter playing with the teammates. Even though this has been a long time coming, and lots of trouble has happened, you, Guesung, and your daughter are surviving and thriving. When your daughter sees him, she immediately runs to her father, giggling as he holds her in his arms as you watch with a smile on your face as Guesung holds her daughter. "Let's go back to the hotel, yeah?" You nodded, going with Guesung to the hotel before helping your daughter get ready for bed.

Once your daughter is asleep, you and Guesung sit down on the patio before you give him a small envelope, watching with a smile on your face as he opens the envelope. It takes Guesung a few moments to realize what you gave him as he pulls out a picture, squinting his eyes before he realizes what you just gave him.

"Y/N...you're pregnant again?" You nodded as Guesung's eyes well up, rushing to hug you as your hold back your own tears. Guesung always wanted a family and now he had it with you and your daughter, but now with your second child on the way.

TAGLIST :: @deltamoon666 @moonlbabe @choguesungishotasf

@minaamhh @shobaes @kiliskywalker666

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apcomplexhq · 19 days ago

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✦ Nome do personagem: Ryu Kiyong. ✦ Faceclaim e função: Cho Gue-Sung - Jogador de Futebol. ✦ Data de nascimento: 05/11/1997. ✦ Idade: 27 anos. ✦ Gênero e pronomes: Masculino, ele/dele. ✦ Nacionalidade e etnia: Coreia do Sul, sul-coreano. ✦ Qualidades: Resiliente, determinado e protetor. ✦ Defeitos: Autodestrutivo, desconfiado e impaciente. ✦ Moradia: Elysian Fields. ✦ Ocupação: Proprietário da Atlas Gym. ✦ Bluesky: @EF97RK ✦ Preferência de plot: ANGST, CRACK, FLUFFY, HOSTILITY, ROMANCE, SMUT. ✦ Char como condômino: Costuma ser reservado, mas seu passado no futebol e algumas polêmicas envolvendo seu nome fazem com que isso seja difícil. É relativamente tranquilo, desde que respeitem seu espaço e, principalmente, o de seu filho.

TW's na bio: uso de drogas e menção à overdose. Biografia:

Assim como muitas crianças ao redor do mundo, Kiyong teve sua vida salva pelo futebol.

Nascido em Daejon, cresceu na pobreza, filho de mãe solteira que dava seu suor e sangue para sustentar dois filhos, Kiyong não tinha grandes esperanças para seu futuro. Se imaginava trabalhando desde muito cedo, e assim o fazendo até morrer.

Por isso, foi uma criança rebelde, amarga, crescendo rápido demais de uma maneira triste. As notas eram sempre vermelhas – se importava mais se iria conseguir comer naquele dia. Amigos, não tinha. Muitas vezes foi suspenso por bater em um ou outro que tentava a sorte o xingando e descobria que o prêmio era um nariz quebrado. Aos doze, parecia mais ter dezesseis, assim como as companhias erradas com quem ele andava. A rua o ensinava a sobreviver o dia a dia enquanto a escola se preocupava demais com um amanhã que ele não conseguia imaginar.

Aos treze, a chegada um novo professor de educação física trouxe uma mudança significativa. O Sr. Cho não se abalava com a rispidez do menino magrelo que sempre o respondia. O que via nele era um líder, que brilhava quando uma bola tocava seu pé, que tornava-se outro em campo.

Kiyong costuma dizer que aquele professor era três vezes mais teimoso que ele, e ninguém nunca havia conseguido esse feito.

Sr. Cho convenceu o moleque a participar do projeto social fundado pelo time de Daejon, o Daejon Hana Citizen Fc. Daí para frente, Kiyong descobriu sua paixão pelo esporte e, finalmente, conseguiu imaginar um futuro para si. Até que, aos 16 anos, engravida sua namorada. Estava disposto a largar tudo e ficar ao lado de Mihee, não querendo que a menina passasse pelo mesmo que vira sua mãe passar. Voltou a imaginar-se trabalhando até morrer, e agora com um filho para criar.

Ao mesmo tempo, não se sentia tão derrotado. Estava ali a oportunidade que ele tinha de ser o que o próprio pai não foi: um bom homem. Começaram a sonhar juntos. Ia ser difícil, mas eles iam conseguir!

No entanto, ela não resistiu ao parto do pequeno Sangki.

Ao mesmo tempo que a maior tragédia de sua vida acontecia, Kiyong recebia uma proposta que garantiria sua futura carreira: jogar na divisão sub-17 do Jeonbuk Hyundai Motors FC. O garoto precisava aceitar. Sangki precisaria de um pai que, ao menos, pudesse garantir que sua vida seria confortável em algum aspecto; e era só aquilo que ele poderia oferecer.

Sua carreira deslanchou a partir disso. Aos 22 anos estava jogando na Europa, em grandes campeonatos. Aos 25, até fora convocado para a seleção coreana. O dinheiro que recebia era mais do que o suficiente para sustentar o filho, que era criado pela mãe de Kiyong.

De início, parecia ser um jogador exemplar. Não participava de noitadas, não se envolvia em polêmicas, treinava como nenhum outro, era reconhecido como um dos melhores até pelos rivais.

Mas não era o suficiente.

Kiyong nunca teve, de fato, um pai; o homem viveu alguns poucos anos com a família, tendo um relacionamento conturbado com a mãe de Kiyong. O odiava com todas as forças por ter abandonado novamente sua família quando a irmã nasceu; por tê-lo feito amadurecer na marra e tornar-se o “homem da casa”; por nunca tê-lo procurado, nunca. Imaginava que o velho já estivesse morto, senão certamente viria atrás quando visse o filho na televisão. Toda noite, Kiyong se perguntava se seu próprio filho não se sentia assim. Se não se perguntava onde estava o pai, e por que não visitava.

Ao mesmo tempo, as memórias eram doloridas. Sentia-se culpado pela morte de Mihee; se tivessem se cuidado mais, se ele tivesse feito algo diferente! Tudo de bom que ele tinha, deixava um gosto amargo em sua boca. Ela merecia viver aquilo, ele não.

No fim das contas, por trás do grande artilheiro, tão amado pelos torcedores, estava uma fraude.

Kiyong sempre teve contato com drogas. Era o que todo mundo em sua volta acabava procurando para fugir de uma realidade indesejada - fosse a pobreza ou as cobranças da vida pública. Ele costumava ser o mais responsável de seus amigos. Usava o que precisava - bebida, cigarro e maconha - e rejeitava qualquer coisa que sentisse que não podia controlar tão bem. Mas agora, longe da família e com anos de ódio por si mesmo vindo à tona, não queria mais aquele controle.

Até hoje, não nega que a sensação de poder ser apenas um jovem inconsequente pela primeira vez em sua vida era libertadora. Deixou-se levar. Drogas, bebida, sexo. Depois, treinos e mais treinos, campeonatos e taças. Ignorava ligações da família, mentia sobre fusos horários e sobre a vida que estava levando.

À noite, vinha o vazio.

Mais drogas, mais e mais, para preencher aquele buraco em seu peito. Até resultar em uma overdose. Por sorte, o amigo com quem dividia o apartamento o encontrou a tempo. Os meses seguintes foram marcados por visitas a hospitais e a reabilitação.

Para os torcedores, a imprensa e sua própria família, estava tratando uma lesão séria e precisaria ficar os próximos meses afastado. Mas os meses se tornaram um ano, e nenhuma notícia da volta do atacante.

Largar seu sonho parecia irreal.

Porém, ao ver o rosto preocupado do filho pela tela do celular, perguntando se o pai havia se machucado muito e se voltaria para a Coréia para que pudesse cuidar dele, Kiyong sabia o que devia fazer. Por mais que houvesse lutado uma vida toda para se tornar jogador de futebol, havia algo muito mais importante que ele precisava ser: um exemplo para seu filho, um bom pai, um bom homem.

Agora, aos 27 anos, Kiyong está de volta à Coreia.

Havia comprado uma casa em Acropolis anteriormente, tendo vivido alguns de seus melhores meses por ali. Buscava conforto, mas também uma maneira de viver longe da vida pública e da correria, e o condomínio parecia o lugar perfeito para isso. Circunstâncias o levaram para longe, mas por pouco tempo.

Retornava então com o filho e a irmã.

Ainda batalhando com seus problemas internos, seus vícios e tentando reconstruir o que restou de sua vida, seu maior objetivo é cuidar de Sangki, que passou a morar com ele esse ano, e dar uma vida confortável à irmã, a qual o vê também como uma figura paterna após ter sido criada pelo irmão.

Kiyong tem um único sonho: se tornar digno de ser chamado de pai.

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bambikisss · 2 years ago

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' Win the bachelor ' :: Cho Guesung

Summary : After going through a hard heartbreak, your friends sign you up to participate in the newest season of the Bachelor. After meeting him, you decide to go all in to win his heart and affection.

Warnings: mentions of sabotage, slight manipulation, unprotected sex, creampie, sex on the beach, sex in a public shower, mentions of taking pictures during sex/ video recording it, this man being the absolute death of you, his thighs, calls you a slut/whore once, spitting, oral (both), biting

A/N: she's a loooong one. I've only seen the bachelor twice so some things may be wrong but eh. Also, notice how there are more smut warnings? Yeah, I got carried away. The ending lowkey is kinda dry.

♥ TagList: @127hydrangeas @xrubyrosesx

Life is full of chances: there can be a first, second, or third chance at something, or even more if you're lucky. You were hoping you were one of the lucky ones.

"What do you mean he just dumped you in the middle of your date?" you poured yourself more wine as your best friends surrounded you, all asking the same questions about how your relationship of three years just suddenly ended. You rolled your eyes as you recalled the night's events: your ex said he had a surprise for you and brought you out to one of your favorite restaurants. In the middle of the date, he seemed to start to get nervous and then suddenly quickly said "we have to break up" before rushing out, leaving you to pay the bill. Turns out, his two other girlfriends had shown up and when he saw him, he panicked. He then texted you after you paid the 50-dollar bill if you guys could be friends with benefits, which you declined before blocking him.

"He wanted me to be the third girl in his foursome," you mumbled, downing the wine you had in your glass as your friends all stared at you in shock. To them, it was like something you would only hear about in a movie. But to you, it was your whole-ass nightmare. One of your friends shook her head before pouring you more wine, saying "I don't understand how you keep getting involved with men like these." You wish you had known how, too as it had been happening since you started dating in middle school.

You and your friends decided to drink the night away, ranting drunkenly about your exes and comparing bad experiences with them. You admittedly did feel better afterward before blacking out.

You woke up the next morning on the floor of the apartment, dragging yourself to the bathroom where you cleaned up. You then cleaned up, turning off the TV that was blaring, helping your still-asleep friends to their rooms before making your way back home afterward.

You had just closed the door to your apartment when you received an email from what looked like a Television company, letting you know that your application was received. "What application? Is this a scam?" you chose to ignore the email, placing your phone down before going on with your day.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

"Have a nice day!" you smiled as the CEO left the company, leaving you to finally take the first breath you had taken all day. You put down your tablet as you sat down on the couch, closing your eyes as you took in the moment of silence. You worked for an expensive matchmaking company, ironically. You'd think being able to pair two rich people up successfully would make it easy for you to meet someone, but no. You were still getting Instagram DMs from your recent ex asking to take him back, but refusing to leave the two other girls too.

"What now?" You picked up your phone that buzzed in your uniform pocket, not bothering to look at the caller ID as you answered it. "Hi, am I speaking to Y/N L/N?" you paused at the sweet woman's voice, confirming that it was you.

"Great. I am calling to let you know that you have been chosen to be on the newest season of the bachelor!"

What.

Your eyes widened as the sweet lady rambled off the things you needed to pack and do before you could be flown out, interrupting her softly. "I, uh, didn't apply to be on the show-"

"Sure you did. I have your application here in front of me, all filled out. You did this about three days ago."

You tried to think about what you were doing three days ago to all of a sudden be on the show when you suddenly remembered what happened: while you were drunk, the show came on along with where to submit applications to. You drunkenly had joked about joining the show, your also drunk friends signing you up as they giggled.

Before you could explain that you didn't want to be on the show, the sweet lady said that an email would be sent with things you had to complete before you could be on the show and the deadline before hanging up. You stared at your phone in shock for a few moments before calling up F/N and telling her that you were coming over as it was an emergency. However, when you told her what happened, she didn't see it as such. "This is a great opportunity to possibly find someone, Y/N! It's an opportunity from the universe!"

"No, F/N, this is me going on to live TV and making a fool of myself. You followed her around as she looked through the email that the company had sent you with things to do, your friend only waving away your worry. "Look, either you'll be one of the girls that go home within the first few weeks that no one remembers or you could fall in love," she looked at you with a look that meant "you have no choice." You tried to think of a reason why you couldn't, which she shot down before she covered your mouth. "Take this as life giving you another chance to fall in love."

You hoped you were going to go home first.

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"We're here, miss."

You thanked the driver as you exited the car, turning to face the sea that hit the rocks. You fixed your dress before you walked towards the beautiful outlook, smiling softly. The moon shined beautifully on the water, calming you softly before you turned to face the villa that was currently empty. It was lit up beautifully with string lights and had a red carpet, leading up to where the bachelor was supposed to stand. You held your coat closer to yourself as the wind blew, your eyes returning to the water, hoping it would calm you down. You were there just to be a placeholder until the bachelor chose someone else, then you could pack your things and return home to your boring life.

"Pretty, isn't it?"

You turned to see a man approaching you and a tight tux, smiling at you. His hair blew carefully in the wind as he walked to stand next to you, offering you a smile, which you returned. "I've never seen anything like it. I never usually get time to see the ocean like this back home." You felt comfortable as he chuckled, agreeing with you. "I used to surf a bit, but I was always home before nightfall or else my mom would yell at me." It became your turn to giggle softly, turning to face the man once more. Now that he was closer, you could see his chiseled jaw along with his dark brown eyes that seemed to light up in the moonlight. You could also spot the freckles that were around his face that you found adorable. "So, are you here to find love?" you shook your head at his question, turning back to the ocean as a particularly big wave hit the rocks. "I don't have the luck in order to find love."

"Who says you need luck?" You once again turned to face the man, who was now fully facing you with his hands in his pockets. You couldn't help but just stare at him, your eyes only staring into his as he offered you a smile. It made your heart skip a beat, which had never happened before. "Well," he smiled, turning on his heel as he began walking down the hill back towards the lit house. "To me, Miss, you're the luckiest."

You watched as he disappeared, a warm feeling filling you as you thought about his words. If you couldn't get with the bachelor then at least you could try again with whoever that man was. You smiled at the thought before walking back to where the woman was gathering to meet the bachelor.

"Let's hope for my sake that I am."

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"Alright, Y/N L/N is next!"

The staff removed your jacket from your shoulders as they led you to the start of the red carpet, asking you to be careful as one of the girls had brought a horse to ride in on and it had used the bathroom on the way. That was just one of the many things the other girls had done to make a great first impression on the bachelor besides wearing stunning dresses and looking stunning themselves. You couldn't help but think you should've done more yourself before you remembered your game plan. As you made your way around the corner, you caught a glimpse of the bachelor, which made your eyes widen. The man from earlier who you had talked to by the ocean was the bachelor.

You honestly should've realized when he was a tux.

"Go ahead and meet the bachelor, Y/N." You thanked the staff before making your way toward him, the bachelor smiling at you. As you got into arms reach, he pulled you in for a hug, which surprised you. You introduced yourself as you both pulled back, his hands moving from your body back to his pockets, just like how he was earlier. "I'm Guesung, if you were wondering." He leaned down to gently kiss your hand, whispering out "it's a pleasure to finally meet you," making you giggle. He let his thumb rub your hand as the staff called time, letting you know that you were to go inside with the other women. Guesung smiled at you before letting you know that he would talk to you later, winking at you as you walked inside. You had to take a minute to gather yourself once you entered the mansion, looking down at your hand that he had kissed with a smile. You could still feel the touch of his lips on your hand, shaking off how giggly you now were before entering the living room where the other women were chatting. Before you could make it far into the room, a girl came up to you, looping her arm with yours as she introduced herself. "Hi, I'm Abigail, but you can call me Gail." you introduced yourself as she led you to the couch, sitting down with you to chat as the others either joined or side-eyed you. The room was a mix of nerves and chatter, all of the hopefuls introducing themselves to one another and talking about Guesung.

As you were talking, Guesung and the host came in, which made the room go silent. The host talked about the premise of the show, stating firmly that there would be an elimination every week that was up to Guesung, who nodded. He scanned the room as the host spoke, offering you a quick smile before he returned to his relaxed face. "I think he smiled at me" Gail whispered to you, giggling like a schoolgirl, making you laugh softly.

"Now, let's hear from our Bachelor." the girls all clapped and turned their attention to him. He introduced himself once more before explaining that he was a soccer player, which made the room erupt into "ooh's." "I want someone who I can instantly comfort with. My job is already high stress and energy enough so I want to be able to come home to someone and just feel calm." You glanced around the room as the girls all kept their eyes locked on him, eyeing him like prey. You had heard some of the girls mention that they were only here for the cash and fame that they would get from being with him, which made your stomach churn. He only wanted someone he could fall in love with and yet he could end up with someone who doesn't even truly want him.

After all of the 31 women cheered and toasted with champagne, you returned to the comfort of the couch as the women surrounded him. "Ah, I see you, Y/N." You smiled at Gail who was sitting down on the arm of the couch, smiling at you. "You're waiting till he's not so swarmed, are you? So smart."

"He's busy, Gail." You took a sip of your drink, watching as Guesung came back inside from talking to one of the women. You did want to talk to him more, thinking about pushing your way through the crowd to get to him when you noticed him coming through, making his way to where you were sitting, holding his hand out to you as he smiled, everyone else staring at him in shock. "Can I steal you for a moment, Y/N?" You nodded, taking his hand as he led you to the outside balcony. Just like the front, it was lit up with beautiful fairy lights and roses scattering the table. You sat down next to him, hoping to hide your nerves as he turned to you, his hand still holding yours just like earlier on the red carpet. "So, are you feeling lucky yet?" he asked, making you shrug, a smile coming onto your face as he moved closer to you. You could smell the light cologne he must've put on after the red carpet, and his tie was also a bit loser than before, which you carefully fixed making him smile wider at you. When you looked back up, you realized how close you both now were. His arm was now on the back of the couch, Guesung now closer to you as he met your eyes. To him, you were the one that caught his attention; not because you didn't come in and do something crazy but because you made him feel the most comfortable.

It seemed like he was leaning in to kiss you when you both heard the clicks of heels, a cheery voice asking to talk to him. He nodded, his eyes slowly ripping from yours as you stood up, clearing your throat as you walked back inside. You quickly made your way to your room as the others had, pushing the door closed before resting your back against the heavy bedroom door. Your mind fell back to the feeling of his lips on your hand, then how close he was to your lips. You touched your lips instinctively, a slow smile coming to your lips as you thought about him more. 'Maybe I don't wanna go home yet," you thought before heading to your bathroom, getting ready for sleep.

The next morning you woke up to the sound of the girls all screaming, making you sit up before walking to where they all stood, staring out the large window. You took a peak, seeing what they were all so happy about. Guesung was working out in the field shirtless, much to the girl's pleasure. You couldn't help but watch him too, biting your lip as he turned to make his way inside. Once he disappeared, you joined the girls in the kitchen, working on breakfast. "You're a heavy sleeper aren't you, Y/N?" You turned to face Tracy who was handing you a mug of coffee. When you asked what she meant, she paused before she whispered "be careful about who you trust here. Some people are as two-faced as a coin on the streets."

"What do you mean?" Tracy only let out a small "you'll see" before making the others coffee as well, leaving you by the island by yourself. You knew this was a competition in the grand scheme of things, but someone wouldn't sabotage someone else, right?

"He's coming!"

You watched as the girls gathered in the living room as Guesung jogged in sporting a tight black T-shirt and jeans showing off his muscular thighs that you had been eyeing. "I slipped a little invitation to someone this morning for a date day. Can the person who got the letter step forward?" You frowned as you realized that you didn't get the letter, only for Abigail to step forward. You also noticed how confused Guesung looked before shaking it off, letting her know that he'd be waiting for her outside, which she thanked him for. You watched as she ran off down the hallway to get ready, turning to see a confused Guesung walk out. Why did he look so confused, didn't he give her the letter?

You brought it up to the others once Abigail left, Tracy speaking only when she finished cooking her food. "I saw her this morning go over to Y/N's door and grab the letter." He wanted to take you out?

Be careful who you trust

"I did let her come over before I went to sleep," you mumbled. You honestly were in shock that she would do something to you like that. The others agreed that it was wrong, sympathizing with you before the group split up for the day, leaving you to go back to your room alone. As you stepped into your room, you could feel a piece of tape on the door where the invitation was, only filing your annoyance. "That two-faced street coin bitch," you fell face first onto the bed, yelling out your frustration into the pillows before you sighed. These women were willing to play dirty to get closer to Guesung while you were just coasting along with the few moments you both had and the feelings you felt developing. You turned to face your closet with a huff, your eyes going to one of the dresses that you had brought with you.

You pushed up from the bed, walking over to peek at him, a slow smirk coming to your face. If the girls had a plan, you needed one too.

Later that night you and the other girls came together for the first rose ceremony. The room was of course filled with nerves as someone had to go home. As you were getting complimented about your dress, you watched Abigal walk in, smirking knowingly at you. "How was your date?" you asked, Abigail, turning to talk about how much fun it was and how he kissed her so many times. You could feel your annoyance grow as she spoke, the girl sending you a wink your way before facing front as Guesung walked in.

"Alright, it's time."

You couldn't help but hold your breath as he picked up the first rose, watching as it fiddled in his fingers as he returned to stand in front of everyone. "This person is someone who I've been dying to get to know more. I hope she feels lucky with me as I feel the same way about her." You felt your heart skip as he spoke, Abigail telling the person next to her that he was going to give it to her, making you roll your eyes.

Guesung bit his lip before he smiled, his eyes meeting yours with a playfulness to them as he held up the rose. "Y/N." You smiled as he said your name, carefully making your way to stand in front of him as he smiled brightly at you. "Will you accept this rose, beautiful?" you nodded, taking the rose from him as he hugged you, leading you back to your spot with everyone else before he returned to the rose pile. You couldn't help but smile at the rose, smelling it gently as he sent a wink your way. You could hear Abigail scoff, fueling your happiness more.

You watched as he continued to give out roses to everyone besides three girls including Abigail watching in suspense as if you were watching this at home. As he reached for the last rose, Tracy held up her hand, asking to say something, everyone turning to her. You wondered what she wanted to say, knowing she already had a rose from him. "Guesung, I can't stand by here while you may give a rose to Abigail." You paused, Abigail's eyes widening as she told Tracy to shut up. Tracy ignored her, telling him in front of everyone the same thing she had said earlier about Abigail stealing your invitation. Guesung nodded as he listened, clicking his tongue when she finished. He nodded before he simply said, "I know."

He offered a rose to one of the three girls before he turned to face Abigail, who looked shocked and embarrassed. "I invited Y/N, not you, so I found it weird when you stepped forward with it." You bit your lip to hide your smile as she stormed out, Guesung walking out which signaled the end of the rose ceremony. You carefully made your way back to your room as the girls who didn't get a rose cried. You winced as you listened to the sobs, changing into your pj's before heading to bed. You just lay there as you fiddled with the rose, feeling some guilt fill your body as the sobs died down. You wondered how people in past seasons could not feel so much guilt.

You laid down until around midnight, deciding to head to the beach below to clear your head. You used to rush back to the beach whenever something bad happened in college as it was nearby. You changed before sneaking outside, smiling as you finally made it to the shoreline. You wrapped your jacket around you as you walked along the beach, sighing at how peaceful it was. It was just you, your thoughts, and the sea.

"Oh, you're here." You turned to see Guesung walking closer to you sporting a black t muscle shirt and shorts. You nodded as he joined you, mentioning that you had a lot on your mind. He let out a small "ah" before he turned to you, his hand moving to hold yours softly. You turned to him, noticing how much calmer he seemed since the rose ceremony. "I wish I was with you today instead of Abigail. We went out to see on a boat so I was stuck with her." you both laughed softly, his thumb moving to rub your hand. You felt so much more at peace with him, letting him know so which made his cheeks heat up. "Going for a swim?" He pointed to your swimsuit, your own "ah" leaving your lips as you said you thought about going for a swim. He chuckled, talking about how you could get sick. "If you get sick then you'll get sent home and I don't want that."

"Really?" you couldn't help but ask him, Guesung nodding as he pulled you closer to him, your chest against his making you look up at him. His arms moved to wrap around you as he smiled down at you, making your breath hitch. He noticed, his hand squeezing your hip as he leaned down to your ear, whispering softly "do you want that, Y/N?" You let your hand slip up his chest, cupping the back of his neck before he could move far away from your side. Even though at first you wanted to, now that you were here with him, you didn't.

You wanted to stay and be with him.

You let your eyes flutter shut as you kissed him, Guesung's hands moving to pick you up via your thighs. He took control as he moved you both up the beach towards the rocks, laying you down on the sand as his tongue moved with yours. Your hand moved into his hair as he moaned, his hands coming to rip away your jacket. He pulled back to remove the bottom of your swimsuit, his hands gripping your thighs as he wrapped them around his waist as he groaned out your name. He leaned down to kiss you once more, your nails digging down his shoulder as his hips moved to meet yours. You pulled back as he continued grinding into your wetness, watching as he paused to grab his clothed dick. "Do you think you're ready for me, beautiful?" he sounded so desperate that it made your head spin, nodding as he pushed down his pants. He stroked himself as he whispered praises about your body, pausing to spit hurriedly onto his dick before pushing into you. "Oh my fucking god you feel too damn good," he moaned, moving to rest his body weight on his forearms as his hips pounded into you. He leaned down to kiss and bite your bottom lip, letting it snap back into place as he listened to you moaning his name, your nails now digging down his back.

His eyes scanned over you as he moved faster, his free hand moving to play with your clit. When your moans get louder, he shuts you up with a kiss, mumbling against your lips "shh, let's not get too loud before someone comes and steals me from you. Unless you want that baby, hmm? Do you want someone to come and take this cock away from you?"

"No, please" you whined, your legs tightening around him as he positioned himself to move deeper into you, his hips moving to grind into you, slowing down so he was moving deeper into you. "I love your dick"

"Oh, you love this dick? Are you going to stay on this show just so I can constantly fuck this pussy?" you nodded, your nails digging into his back as he sped up, inching you closer to your orgasm. He nodded, his eyes leaning back to stare at where you both met, his hips pounding into you once more, making you cum.

You shuddered as he slowed down, his lips kissing around your body as he picked you up, carrying you to one of the outdoor showers. "Gotta clean up my dirty girl." he smiled down at you as the water hit your sandy back, your body tensing around his dick making him moan softly. He held you under the water as he began to fuck up into you, chuckling when you kissed him to keep quiet as the shower was closer to the mansion. You whimpered as he stuffed his face into you, holding you up with one hand as his free hand went to play with your clit as he came. You gasped, coming as well as he bit your shoulder. He gently pulled out, holding you close as he could under the water as he kissed your shoulder.

"Y/N...Let me hold you for a bit longer" you felt your heart warm up once more as he pressed another kiss to your shoulder, rubbing your back. He was so gentle with you, carefully washing the sand off of you as he continued to whisper sweet things to you, making your heart swell. None of your other partners ever made you feel so loved after sex, always just moving away to take care of himself instead of you.

Guesung noticed how you clung to him as you laid deep in your thoughts, pulling back to look at you. He thought you were the prettiest girl he'd ever seen. You caught his attention the first time you talked by the sea and you had him ever since. He thought there was no reason to continue doing the show: he already found his soulmate.

When you noticed him staring at you, you apologized, explaining how now of your partners never did this for you after sex. He nodded, placing another kiss on your forehead before saying "well, I'm glad to be your first." You smiled, feeling a surge of confidence from his words. You leaned up to kiss him softly, smiling into the kiss as he reciprocated it. He gently pecked your lips as you both parted for air before he whispered 'god, you're amazing.'

You thanked him once more before slipping from his grasp, drying off with a random towel before putting back on your jacket. He jogged up to you, his hand moving to hold yours as he offered to walk you back to the mansion. You at first declined as you didn't want him to have to walk such a long distance, but he explained that he wanted to, saying that he didn't want to stop being around you. You finally accepted, walking with him as your hands were still intertwined. As you both got to know each other better, you examined Guesung; you hadn't spent so much time with him but yet, he was so sweet and seemed so relaxed with you. He helped you up the hills, squeezing your hand occasionally when you both laughed, how he stopped you from entering the mansion by pulling you in for a hug. In such a short amount of time, you felt so much more love than you ever felt with someone else.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Y/N." He whispered softly, smiling down at you as the porch lights lit up his face. You nodded, sharing the same smile he had with you, watching as he leaned down to kiss you softly

After you both finally separated, you made your way to your room a smile on your face when you were met with Abigail sitting on your bed. You jumped at her appearance, asking why she was still at the house, better yet why she was in your room. She only stared back at you before asking "did you fuck him, you slut?"

You raised an eyebrow at her words, opening the door and telling her to get out which made her scoff. "You did, didn't you?"

"Aren't you supposed to be on the first plane out of here?" you didn't hide the venom in your voice as Abigail stood up, bumping her shoulder with yours as she made her way out before turning around to look at you once more. You couldn't believe this was the fun girl that became your friend when you first walked in; she looked so evil and dissatisfied. "Don't worry, Y/N. He fucked me too and he'll fuck every other girl here. You're nothing more than spare pussy he found." she smiled at your shocked reaction before walking away, leaving you in awe as you slammed the door. You tried to shake the feeling she had made wash over you with her words, walking over to lay down on your bed as you looked outside, where you had just been with him. You couldn't tell if it was jealously riling up in you or disappointment, clinging to the pillow as you snuggled into it. This is how things go on this show, however; he is here to find love and for some people, it takes kissing a few people and maybe sleeping with them. You wondered how many girls he had already done the same tango with. To be honest, it hurt more than anything any of your exes caused.

"Whatever," you mumbled into your pillow as you tried to lull yourself to sleep, trying to not think about the situation or Guesung. If you had it your way, you'd take Abigail's place and head on the first plane home.

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Morning came faster than you liked, ushering you to get up. As you brushed your teeth and got ready for the day, you noticed how puffy your eyes now were. You didn't want to admit that you had cried a bit as you slept, but now it was evident from your eyes. You tried to hide your grumpy mood as you joined the remaining women in the kitchen, making yourself a plate of food as everyone happily chatted about the date that was supposed to happen today. "I heard it's going to be so romantic," one girl awwed, making your mood worse. You couldn't help but look around the room and try to pick out a girl he would probably pick, landing on either Tracy or the girl who received the last rose.

After you finished breakfast, a producer came out to usher everyone into the open garden outside, where he would announce the girl he picked for his date. You followed everyone, smiling as Guesung walked up to everyone wearing a short-sleeved white button-up and jeans. Even though you were still grumpy about the night before with Abigail, you couldn't help but smile at him and feel your heart skip once more as he smiled at everyone.

"Good morning. I'm sure everyone has been gossiping about the fun date I have planned but only one can come," he smiled, his eyes scanning the crowd as he pulled out a white rose that he had behind his back, making everyone aww. He looked around for a few seconds, obviously looking for someone specific making your heart clench in anticipation. After a few moments, he made eye contact with you, his smile widening as he began to walk toward you. You tried to hold back your smile as he stood in front of you, handing you the rose. "I'll pick you up in 10, Y/N. Wear something fit for spring." You nodded at his words, smelling the rose as he walked away, a smile on your lips. He chose you out of everyone else. He didn't want anyone else for the date.

He wanted you.

You happily made your way inside, rushing to look through your clothes to pick something that fit the theme before landing on an outfit. You rushed to check yourself before adding some accessories, slipping on your shoes before rushing out to meet him out front. It felt like going on the first date; it feels so fun and light but there are also nerves.

When you met up with Guesung, he picked you up, spinning you around as he kissed you. He placed you back down in front of him, his hands cupping your face before kissing around your face as you laughed. "I've been looking forward to this for so long," he smiled, opening the door for you to get in.

"Me too, Guesung," you carefully got in, Guesung getting in on the other side as the driver drove you both to your date. When you asked him what it was, he shook his head, telling you that it was a surprise. You tried to get him to tell you, Guesung shutting you up with a short kiss, his hand moving to hold yours. "Patience, Y/N. It'll be worth it."

You nodded leaning your head against his shoulder as you both talked about anything and everything, enjoying finally having some time to be alone.

When the car began to slow down you looked outside, gasping at the beautiful field. He got out, helping you as you both made your way toward the picnic blanket he said he had set down. What you didn't expect was a large picnic basket along with some pillows, drinks, and more. When you asked him about it, he only shrugged, chuckling as he had you sit down. "I thought you'd enjoy a more chill date where we're alone. Just the two of us."

Just the two of us.

You layed your head against his shoulder once more as you had done in the car, thanking him as he poured you some water and handed you a sandwich from the basket. You enjoyed the calm scenery, wishing you had your phone with you to take pictures of how unreal it looked. It was an open field as far as the eye could see, the sky filled with light clouds as the wind blew to keep you both cool.

After you both ate and talked more, he picked up a soccer ball he had hidden behind the basket, helping you up. "I don't know how to play," you laughed, Guesung chuckling as he told you he'd teach you. He placed the ball down, having you stand in front of him as he explained the rules to you. His hands stayed on your waist as he explained how to properly kick, your mind flashing back to the night before when he held you under the shower after having sex on the beach. Guesung soon noticed, leaning forward to whisper in your ear "are you paying attention, Y/N?" you jumped, saying that you were as your cheeks began to burn, making him laugh. He explained how to kick once more, watching you as you did before placing a quick kiss on your cheek. You became confident then, asking if he thought you could beat him. He hummed, moving from behind you to stand in front of you, kicking the ball into his hands. "Let's see if you can, Y/N"

You asked what he meant, rushing after him as he kicked the ball farther into the field. You obtained the ball once, Guesung then skillfully took it from you before picking you up, making you laugh about how he was cheating. He smirked playfully, placing you down in front of him before he lovingly kissed you, cupping your face. You smiled into the kiss, Guesung asking what you were smiling at. "You"

The rest of the date went just as amazingly: after teaching you how to play soccer, he led you to a nearby winery so that you guys could do some wine tasting, then took you to a flower shop in the nearby town where you both learned how to make flower bouquets and more. The date went by too fast in your opinion, the sun setting, painting the once blue sky in a gorgeous pink hue as the stars began to peak out. Guesung took off his jacket, placing it on your shoulder as he asked if you were ready for dinner. He walked with you hand in hand to a gorgeous restaurant, your table outside surrounded by other beautiful flowers and candles, the table lit by a single rose like the one in beauty and the beast (which you said you used to watch constantly as a kid).

He sat down with you as you both ordered the food, his hand coming to hold yours immediately after the waiter left with the menus. "I had a really fun time today, Guesung. I haven't had this much fun on a date since, well...never," you played with his fingers, Guesung nodding as he expressed the same feeling. "I don't want this to end, Y/N. Feels like a dream."

You met his eyes for the first time since you both had sat down, noticing how much love he had in them for you. He looked at you like you were the light of his life and were the only thing that kept him going. You couldn't help but kiss his hand, making him blush as he chuckled about how the other girls hadn't ever done that to him.

The other girls?

You suddenly remembered where you were with him, clearing your throat as you let go of his hand. Abigail's words rang in your head as your food was placed on the table, you both eating in silence. Guesung noticed how quiet you had become, asking what was going through your mind. You didn't think about what to say, blurting out "that you probably kissed and did this same sweet shtick with the other girls." As soon as the words left your mouth, you dropped your fork, the silence now between you both no longer comfortable but tense. You couldn't bring yourself to meet his eyes, going back to your food.

Guesung cleared his throat, placing his own fork down before his hand came up to tilt your head up so you could meet his eyes, his face serious as he spoke. "I haven't kissed any other girl on this show besides you." You could feel the embarrassment creep in from your words, apologizing to him which he cut off with a kiss, his lips tasting of wine and basil. His thumb rubbed your cheek as he lovingly kissed you, hoping to silence any worries you had about him; about how he felt about you.

He slowly pulled back, smiling softly as you did the same, apologizing once more to him which made him kiss you once more. ''Apologize again and I'm going to lose it.''

You felt some heat rush down your body straight to your core at his voice, nodding before you both finished your meals. When you both were done, he picked up a rose that was on a stand right next to his seat, holding your hand as you stood up, holding the rose to you like he had done earlier in the garden. "If you accept this rose, you can accompany me to the private villa for tonight but, of course, it is all up to you. But, I don't want to let you go and I think you feel the same way." You smiled, accepting the rose.

~~~~~~~~~ The private villa was prettier than the mansion.

The room bedroom had rose petals in the shape of a heart on the bed, and candles lit around the room. You examined the room as Guesung talked to the producers outside, soon joining you afterward. He quietly made his way behind you, his hands wrapping around your waist as he kissed your shoulder. He kissed his way up your neck, his lips pressing hard against your sweet spot making you moan. You smiled, jokingly apologizing once more for earlier, making him pause. He smirked against your neck, biting your sweet spot as he picked you up, placing you onto the bed, flipping you over to your back. "What did I say would happen if you apologized again?"

You didn't say anything, only tilting your head making him groan. "You're being bad, Y/N." he covered your body with his, your lips meeting his in a heated kiss as he gripped your thighs, moving you up the bed. "Gotta punish you, baby."

You only moaned against his lips as he ground against your wetness, removing your skirt. He picked up your hips, his lips immediately moving down to your stomach as he kissed along your underwear line. "Out here thinking I want anyone else's fucking pussy when I got yours." he moaned, his tongue moving out to lick along the line he had just kissed, ripping off your underwear as he dropped to his knees. You sat up, only for him to push your upper body back down as he placed your thighs onto his shoulders, slowly licking up your slit. "I'm going to have to show you how much I only want you, yeah?" he didn't give you a chance to respond as he began to lick and suck on your clit, moaning softly as your hands gripped his hair. His eyes rolled back at your taste, his tongue moving to lick everywhere in your pussy he could. You arched as he pushed a finger in, gripping the sheets as your hips ground to meet his tongue's rapid movements. He enjoyed the way you moaned his name, pulling back to spit roughly onto your pussy before diving back in, making you get louder. He looked up at you as you came undone, moaning as he cleaned you up before spitting back on your pussy once more.

He stood back to remove his clothes, watching you as you calmed down. As you opened your eyes, you noticed him crawling up the bed to hover over you, the bottom half of his face wet. His free hand slowly made its way back down your body, cupping your pussy, making you whine. "I gotta prepare you for me, baby. Gotta prep this tight pussy for this cock, right?" You nodded, moaning softly as he pushed a finger into you, followed by another one immediately. "How are you still so fucking tight?" he moved his fingers in and out of you at a rough pace, leaning down to meet your lips to muffle your loud moans. "You're so loud, Y/N. It's like you want everyone on the staff to hear how good I'm making you feel." His fingers curled as he finished his words, making you moan louder, much to his happiness. "Oh sounds like you would like that, wouldn't you? Want them to come in here with their cameras and take pictures and videos of how slutty you look right now?"

"More, baby please," you didn't know what you wanted, only knowing that you wanted more of this soccer player who was currently three fingers deep in you. He tilted his head at your plea, moving to sit up on his knees and move your head to face his cock, slowly pushing it into your mouth, making him groan loudly. "There you go, baby. There's more for my good girl." You moaned around his length, moving your head as he continued to finger you, your head soon matching the pace of his fingers. He moaned at the sight, curling his fingers as you took him down your throat, his hand moving to grip your hair as he began to fuck your throat and move his fingers faster. "That's my good girl, letting me have my way with her. Don't worry, baby, you'll get a nice reward when you cum for me." His thumb moved to play with your clit, moaning when you moaned around his dick, coming on his fingers. He hurriedly pulled them out, placing them into his mouth as he pulled out from your mouth, watching as a string of saliva and precum left your lips. He rushed down to kiss you, moving you so your legs were on his shoulders.

"You think this pussy is ready for me now, baby?" he asked as he moved his dick up and down your pussy, making you moan as you nodded. He nodded as well as he pushed in, moaning at good you felt as he dug his fingers into your thighs. He paused once he was fully inside of you, but not so you could adjust. He took a minute to catch his breath before he asked "you're mine, right?"

You had to pause at his question, trying to focus as you could feel how he slowly ground against you. He soon repeated his question, this time grinding a bit harder, making you moan loudly. "Yes, yes I'm your's Guesung, fuck."

"I'm yours too, Y/N. I'm all yours. This dick is yours, baby. Don't go to anyone else to get pleasure because I'm right here to give it to you. You don't even have to ask me, just sit on me. If you want it while we're filming, I'll give it to you. You want it during half time during a soccer game, hop the fuck on."

He leaned down, pressing your knees against your breasts as he began to pound into you, moving his hips roughly as he gripped the sheets by your head. "This dick is yours, Y/N. This pussy is mine. I gotta fuck you so your pussy only remembers my cock, only remembers how long and thick it is. Want my imprint in your pussy, baby."

"Guesung, fuck, harder please," you dug your nails into his shoulders as he picked up the pace, his dick hitting your spot. He kissed you messily as the sound of skin slapping filled the room along with messy kissing noises and moans, urging him on as he fucked you harder. His hands moved from the sheets to your hair, gripping it as he fucked you as hard as he could, slamming in and out of you as you came, squirting over him. "Gimmie one more, Y/N, show me that his pussy can take this dick." You saw stars as you came hard, your body arching as he slowed down before pulling out. You felt like you could fall asleep, your eyes closing as he pulled away from your body. Before you could fall asleep, though, he gently tapped your cheek, having you open your eyes to his still-hard dick that was glistening.

"You made a mess on me, baby. You better come clean this up," he smirked as you moved closer to his dick, taking it in your mouth as his hands moved into your hair. He tossed his head back to rest against the headboard, his tongue coming out to lick his lips as you bobbed your head. "That's a good girl, baby. Show me how much you love this dick, your dick." You moaned around him, your hands coming to rest on his muscular thighs as he began to fuck your throat once more. You couldn't help but watch as he came undone; his body shaking, his abs tensing before relaxing, one of his hands leaving your hair before going into his hair. He waited until you swallowed all of his cum, pulling it out of your mouth as you started kissing and biting his thighs. "Don't do that, baby. Gonna make me horny again." You chuckled against one of his thighs, pressing a kiss to the inside, making him moan once more before he quickly leaned down to kiss you.

The room became filled with the sounds of you both making out, heavy breaths, and a feeling of love as you both laid down. As he pulled back to kiss along your shoulder, you thought back to something he had said. "Why did you talk about me having to go somewhere else to get pleasure?"

"Ex cheated on me,'' Guesung moved to hold you close, rubbing your back. "While I was at a game in Brazil, she cheated on me with some random guy."

"Did she also want to take you back and have a foursome?" Guesung paused at your words, pulling back to look at you in shock. "My ex did that." you laughed, explaining to him what happened. He shook his head in shock, pulling a cover over you both. You laid your head onto his chest, closing your eyes as he rubbed your back, comforting you as you told him about your exes, both of you laughing about it.

As you began to fall asleep, he kissed your head, whispering "I love you, Y/N." You pressed a kiss to his chest, mumbling back that you did too before you both fell asleep.

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The next few weeks went by fast once you rejoined the others at the villa. Guesung would sneak out to come to see you in between his dates with the other women, all for the sake of the show. You stopped feeling nervous during the rose ceremony as you knew he'd give you one. You honestly thought the show should end early as he already said he only wanted to be with you, both saying I love you to one another whenever possible.

You enjoyed the dates as well, traveling with him and meeting his young nephews and nieces that instantly clung to you. You were, to his parents, already part of his family. You were the one for their son.

When the final rose ceremony came, you put on the wedding dress the staff brought you. The last rose ceremony was where he proposed to whoever he wanted to marry, the last two being you and Tracy. As you made your way to the room you were told to stand in, you noticed Guesung was in Tracy's room. You knew she went first and trusted him, standing in the room as you waited. You hadn't felt nervous in so long but when Guesung entered, you felt them return. You didn't know if he would pick you as the fans were split between cheering for you and Tracy.

He took your hand, his thumb rubbing your hand as he looked up at you, smiling softly. "You look so nervous, Y/N," He chuckled, running his hands up and down to calm you down. "You know how I feel about you. You know I love you, but, let me prove it."

As he sunk to one knee, you felt your eyes well up once more. Every happy emotion you had felt from the whole experience came crashing down as he pulled out an engagement ring. "Y/N, I love you so much. From the moment I saw you by the water then on the red carpet I knew you were the one. You make me feel everything I've ever wanted to feel and more. I hope to make you feel the way I've felt throughout this whole thing for the rest of our life. So, will you allow me to, Y/N? Will you marry me?"

"Yes, of course."

You could only imagine how happy you looked on TV, your friends and family at home watching live as he slipped the ring onto your finger, picking you up before spinning you around, saying how much he loved you.

And you believed him.

When you both returned back to your lives post the show, you immediately had him meet everyone, who was happy that you found someone you loved and who loved you back (and who wouldn't cheat then ask for a foursome).

"Hungry?"

You snapped out of your daydream as he placed a plate of lasagna in front of you, kissing your temple. When he asked you what you were thinking about, you smiled. "Just thinking about how I won the bachelor." He rolled his eyes, remembering his time on that show and the drama, making you giggle.

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