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baekhvuns · 2 years

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Answering you early, cause I'll be gone later and miss OT8 anniversary live </3

Ateez puppy or kitten interview when, because I need this but in person

It's not easy being and Exo-l 😭 one of my besties is an OG fan and she's in the state of suffering mdudushyshdgjshs but I remember when Minho, Onew and Key were gone some antis said Shinee won't be back and they're gonna disband I- 🙃🙃🙃🙃 I'm so confused because I saw this I know, not valid info, but there's no official discharge date info I think... if he's back next month I'll eat my walls ❤

Just like Armys suddenly caring about military because their faves are going (some literally admitted to only caring about BTS - imagine telling on yourself like that wow) whereas there are 18 year old boys in the military being absolutely ruined mentally and physically. Also if someone isn't fit for the active service why send them away to be social workers, please it makes no sense 😭 Though I think for people like Donghun and Sehyoon from A.C.E it must be a nice break (they're both during social work due to their mental health issues and my boy Donghun is so active on Insta, I was dramatic at first but for no reason lmao his enjoying his life)

Uh why did that Armchair invent a scenario and got heated over it 🤨

Me too, I gave up on Choi San... Itaewon class haircut you're right 😭 speaking of pink I miss pink San too

Imagine being someone like me who likes to collect paper and buys their magazines, rip. Now the maknae got his first solo cover I'm so happy. So Ateez solo covers WHEN

I like this channel their vids are funny and relaxing. Also them because they make so many different toasts and as a toastie stan I need more ideas that are easy to veganise. And my friend from Hong Kong who always sends me new vegan products because damn HK is killing it with their vegan meat replacements, sent me this guy's cooking book. I wish my food looked so aesthetically pleasing

That dragon plot is like every cat boy story I saw ksydishshskdsbdggs except having a cat is normal, a dragon??? Not so much

I applaud you for starting so many fics and still managing to finish some of them. Take your time, but I know Yunho's Hotcheeks are thirsty 😅 and I'm so sorry why do some of you here hate happiness, please smile a little, life is painful enough don't write sad endings 😭 put angst in the story, but spare us with the final part...

I did not expect THAT photo of San I thought you were gonna send something disrespectful 🙈

Right, Jongho is actually good, but ngl I miss his early dancing days, now he needs to belt so he doesn't always go as hard or is just standing on the side, but I think many people don't see him as a good enough dancer which is a shame. Yeosang's footwork too, he's very precise something not many people notice as well!

Remember the -core quiz where I got cryptidcore... the description said I'm in love with the Mothman 👀 so "soulmates - okay socially anxious introvert, how's the extreme desire to find the love of your life without having to put in effort? (writing this as if im not the exact same)" I'm sorry but that's not me at all, let me retake it lol. I changed 3 answers and got forbidden love, slightly better hahaha

I'm wheezing

Hey uhm what the fuck is going on here and here

I love him but I hate him 🤧🥺 he wants everyone to be delulu af, maybe he's the biggest delulu after all, or the biggest tease 🙄 - DV 💖

hi hello!!

Answering you early, cause I'll be gone later and miss OT8 anniversary live </3

i completely missed it <3

Ateez puppy or kitten interview when, because I need this but in person

EXACTLY I NEED HWA TO CRADLE THE DOG RIGHT NOW !!!! i just know mingi would adopt one

LMFAOOOO SUFFERING 24/7 😭😭😭 RUMORS OF A OT9 CB 😭😭🤚🏼🤚🏼 no omg they be spreading rumours about disbandment every 2 secs but if u do the same to their faves it was war 🔫🔫 FBWMDHWK EAT UR WALLS FJKQJDKWNDKQ

no bc why they shaming those who already went to military 😭😭😭 what difference is that gonna make 😭😭 NAURR UR SO RIGHT ABOUT THAT 18YO ONES i have a few friends around my age going to enlistment and theyre all scared shitless bc it’s so brutal😭😭🤚🏼 but also considering sk’s history it is important for them to go bc they can be at w@r and they need ppl trained on hand,, THE SOCIAL WORKER ENLISTMENT BEING LONGER THAN THE REGULAR ONE JUST GRRRRRRR

Uh why did that Armchair invent a scenario and got heated over it 🤨

EXACTLY 😭😭😭 it’s so embarrassing pls just have a deep breathe and relax pls 😭🤚🏼

Me too, I gave up on Choi San... Itaewon class haircut you're right 😭 speaking of pink I miss pink San too

DBWNDJWK HE LOOKED CUTE WITH IT BUT THE ITAEWON HAIRCUT DID NOT SUIT HIM MF WAS DEBUTING PRE-MILITARY 😭😭😭

Imagine being someone like me who likes to collect paper and buys their magazines, rip. Now the maknae got his first solo cover I'm so happy. So Ateez solo covers WHEN

JDHSK EXACTLY WHEN !!!!! need to see more of hwa being a whore in magazines bc this one was absolutely insane and we need more,, need them to do something like these

yunho in this id die

omg im about to binge thru these right now gtfo,,, STOP THE TOASTS LOOK SO DELICIOUSO 😮‍💨😮‍💨 yooo??? really?? i know a lot of places use soya as a meat replacer and istg it be tasting just like the real deal 🤚🏼🤚🏼 i watch and! the try guys without a recipe thing,, no like its crazy how pretty their food looks but whej i try it, it looks like something gordon ramsay would disgrace me for

That dragon plot is like every cat boy story I saw ksydishshskdsbdggs except having a cat is normal, a dragon??? Not so much

NO BC ITS INTERESTING AS HELL I WILL PUT THIS IN MY MIND BC THATS A ROMCOM I WANNA SEE

😭😭😭 I CANT SEEM TO FINISH ANY FIC THATS NOT SEONGHWAS FBWNDWJ LMFAOOOO BESTIE THE SECOND HALF OF UR MESSAGE MADE ME LAUGH SO MUCH I WAS AT A PARTY AND IT WAS QUIET AND THEN I LAUGHED DURING IT 😭😭😭🤚🏼 “why do some of u hate happiness” BFMQBDWK <3 I MAY HAVE TO WRITE ONE FOR YUNHOS!

I did not expect THAT photo of San I thought you were gonna send something disrespectful 🙈

LMFAOOOO 😭😭😭 HES SO FUNNY FVNWHDKW I KEEP CRYING LAUGHING OVER HIS CHILDHOOD PHOTOS 😭😭 THIS MAN LOOKS LIKE A PROFESSOR 😭😭

he’s that one meme where everyone’s dancing and that one member is standing still belting out f sharps 😭😭 TRUE !!! TRUE !!!! many just see him as a vocalist but this man dances so well PLS DHKWHD YEOSANG’s FOOTWORK IS INSANE makes him so much more hotter!

OH?? ARE U PERHAPS CONFESSING UR LOVE FOR ME FJWKFKWK SOULMATES ONE KINDA MATCHES NGL! 👁👁 oh forbidden love?? bodyguard au am i hearing 👀 i got this! BENWBDS

maybe it’s a sign

I'm wheezing /// Hey uhm what the fuck is going on here and here

MUSIC FOR THE PUSSY FBWJDHW PLS ….what’s going on here 🤨

I love him but I hate him 🤧🥺 he wants everyone to be delulu af, maybe he's the biggest delulu after all, or the biggest tease 🙄 - DV 💖

i feel the exact same,, sometimes i don’t even wanna look at this man BC I KNOW ID GO CRAZY 😭😭😭 need to meet this man fr fr one day 😭🤚🏼 HE WANTS EVERYONE TO BE HIS DELULU HES PRACTICED FBDB

😭😭😭😭

???

also???? mr choi???

🙂🙂

also omg purple kiss’s vocals 😮‍💨🤌🏼

oh and a new one!

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

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huihuiheart · 3 years

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Angstober D9: Shot - Donghun

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Pairing: Mafia! Donghun x Hitman! GN Reader

Genre: Angst

Summary: What you did was to protect the man you love, but he didn’t see it that way.

Warnings: Mafia themes, hitman themes, criminal themes, death themes, breakup themes, threats, cursing.

Word Count: 430

“Were you ever going to tell me that it was you?” Donghun questions, tapping his fingers on the desk as you two sat across from one another, “You thought you’d just keep your mouth shut and I would never find out, huh?”

You weren’t used to his stone-cold expression being directed towards you, and you could say that you certainly weren’t a fan of it. Shifting in your seat lightly as you tried to get a better read off his fake expression. Leaning forward against his desk as your brows furrow in thought.

“What do you mean Donghun? Tell you that what was me?” You inquire wondering what had gotten him so worked up especially with you despite it often being the two of you against the world.

“I asked you if you knew anything about my brother’s disappearance and you said you knew nothing at all...so imagine my surprise when I found out that you were the one who shot him.” He spits, making your heart stop as you put the pieces together. It wasn’t often you kept secrets from him, but this one you had intended to so as to protect him from the details of the situation. “How much did you get paid for that job? I hope it was a fucking good sum to be worth betraying me.”

“I wasn’t paid to do it.” You admit with a soft sigh, “I did it for you after I found a bounty he placed on your head. It was you or him Donghun and I wasn’t going to sit here and watch the man I love be hunted down by his own blood.”

“You should have come to me. I’m in the mafia Y/N! I think I know how to handle a bounty and my brother just fine without you interfering. This is the problem. You always have to take matters into your own hands like I’m not capable or something.” Donghun huffs, planting his hands on the desk as he rises out of the chair, gaze more heated as he glares at you now.

“Donghun, I can’t do nothing, not when your safety is on the line. Even if you’re perfectly capable of doing stuff yourself.” You try to explain, but he looks away shaking his head.

“I don’t want to hear any more excuses. Get out of my sight...I’m letting you live for now, but you’re not a part of my family anymore and you’ve betrayed us now. So you better not show yourself around here again, because I won’t extend this courtesy to you again.”

#angstober 2021 #donghun imagine #donghun angst #donghun x reader #ace imagine #ace angst #ace x reader

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sugaurora · 4 years

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Back Where You Belong

It always hurt to pick up your daughter from her father's home, the memories of your past threatening to spill out each time the door was opened. But inevitably, there had to be a day you would need to go inside. To remember the reasons why you'd left in the first place and hope they were still enough to keep you away.

Group: A.C.E

Pairing: Donghun x Reader

Genre: Angst

Word Count: 2,300+

Tags: Divorce

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A single cracked tile drew your attention as you waited in the foyer of the place you formerly called home.

Footsteps echoed down the stairwell. Only one set of footsteps, padded thuds against polished wooden floorboards as Donghun approached the landing above you. He paused briefly at the top of the staircase, gaze falling to where you stood, lips lifting into a cautious smile.

“She says she’s still not finished making her present for you,” he called down, then began his descent. You remained in place, following his movements and fighting the urge to take a step back. Fighting the louder one telling you to take a step forward.

Your eyes were drawn back to the cracked tile instead, surrounded by others of perfect, pristine marbled white. It surprised you that your husband hadn't bothered to have it replaced in the six months you'd been separated. One irregularity allowed to mar the entryway, to announce to all who entered that something was amiss in this place.

Fresh flowers sat in the wide-rimmed vase on the table just beside the front door. The container was similar to the one you'd thrown to the floor all those months ago, your pain and heartache, your frustration giving it enough momentum to spider the tile into three sections.

But Donghun had staff for that, to fix everything in his life around him so that it ran perfect and uninterrupted. Vases. Dinners. Wives.

So then why was the tile unchanged?

He reached the bottom step, the Italian leather soles of his shoes finally touching down atop a perfect white tile, and your eyes were drawn back to him. To the pretty soft pink of his lips, the gentle downward slope in his eyelids that sometimes made his gaze look sad, even when he wasn't.

"She said, 'Can mommy please wait a few more minutes?'," he continued.

“Oh? What exactly is she making?” You wanted to look away, but your traitorous eyes stayed fixed on his face.

He held a finger to his lips. “She said it’s a secret and not to tell,” he whispered, then chuckled softly. Still nervous.

If you were honest with yourself, you missed the sight of him like this. The smooth lines of his body, complimented by his well-tailored suit were dredging up memories. Dark hair, brushed back, framing soft cheeks. That same handsome face that you'd stared down at in shock when he was on his knee in the garden, asking you to be his. Those same delicate, cinnamon eyes that reassured you that you belonged in his life and in his world.

But he had every right to be nervous, rare as this level of face-to-face had become. Since you'd left, you usually waited in the car for Eunbyeol to go inside or come out during the days she visited her father. It was only because she had been so late, apparently insisting on finishing her present for you, that you'd come inside at all.

"Let me get you something to drink while you wait?" he offered.

On unsure feet, you followed him down the grandiose hallway and into the kitchen. You had never cooked in here, Donghun's staff taking even that task away from you. At his direction.

The spotless counters and sleek, polished surfaces felt so void of human touch, the enormous kitchen so different from the one in the modest apartment where you lived with your daughter now. But one thing had changed in the months since you'd been gone. Peppered across the surface of the fridge were your daughter's drawings, your precious little artist spreading them around between both your houses like bits of her identity she needed to leave behind.

You never dared move them from where she left them in your own home. They brought her comfort and, to be truthful, it comforted you as well to see her spirit unfold on each page. Looking at them here, stuck on to the places her tiny hands could reach, they might have served a similar purpose for your husband as well.

"She can't really reach any higher on the fridge," Donghun said, his voice gently interrupting your observation. You saw his gaze following your own to the collection of artwork. "I don't have the heart to move them anywhere else. She puts them where she likes."

“There are more here than at our place," you said. You'd meant for it to just be polite conversation, but the realization hurt. It meant she drew more here, held on to pictures in her little backpack and waited to show them to him.

"Bigger fridge," he hummed, sitting down a glass of water in front of you. You looked around at the grandeur of the space.

"I’m sure she prefers all of this to staying in our tiny apartment anyway. Plenty of space to play, someone to bring her snacks and toys whenever she wants.”

Donghun's hand reached across the counter, fingertips grazing yours. Your own fingers twitched in response, but you didn't pull away. “Y/N, I can move you both into a bigger place. I can get you your own staff-”

“No, please, that’s not what I meant.” You started to draw back your hand, but Donghun held fast, curling his fingers between yours. And your foolish decision to stay there, to let him hold you for another moment sparked courage behind his eyes. His voice stayed soft as he spoke, as though he was afraid you might swim away like a frightened goldfish.

“Let me help you. The accountant says you haven't touched any of our accounts since you left. You won’t let me buy you a more reliable car. You work 70 hours a week and pay through the nose for daycare when you know full well I could have staff caring for her here. And for what?”

You pulled back your fingers then turned away from him. Turned away from the truth of what he was saying. You were proud. And it was probably stupid not to take his help, for Eunbyeol's sake. But you didn't want Donghun’s money to define you, to define your daughter. It had already taken enough away from you.

"I don't need your money," you said, your voice a ghost in the space between you. He was at your side a moment later, in front of you, his hand at your waist, the other circling on your wrist, his touch delicate.

"This isn't about money. This is about us, you. My wife."

You looked away, eyes focusing on nothing.

"I love you, Y/N." The words sliced through your barrier like poison-tipped shards of glass, dragging across your chest and leaving behind an aching burn. And though you thought the desire had been stomped out of you months ago, something inside you folded hearing them again. Why had you even left your car?

“Don’t say those words to me," you whispered. Tried to swallow and find your voice again, the one that wasn't screaming inside. "You don’t know how to love me anymore, Donghun.”

“If you would let me try-”

“How could you try when you were never here?" you bit, trying desperately to dredge up the anger that had sent you out the front door. "Eunbyeol sees you more every weekend than she ever did the four years we lived here with you.”

All he’d ever done was work. Work and ignore you, if that was considered an active hobby. And when he did bother to speak, it was usually some complaint, delivered in his patient tone, but always bubbling with disappointment. For not living up to his standards. For being the flaw in his flawless world. What was love in the face of the elite, up against his need to fit into the society that raised him?

But you didn't come from money the way Donghun did. You'd married him because you loved him. Before you saw what greed and power did to the people around him. How it changed him. How it changed his love.

"Why haven't you fixed the floor out front?" The question burned its way out of you.

If nothing else, he was always hands in, fingers flexing, sending you the messages of his emotions just as much as his face.

"Because it reminds me every day that I need to be a better man than I was." His eyes were twin stones, landing with crushing weight against your chest. But you didn't dare push him away. Not when the smell of him was this close and you'd missed it for so long. Not when his jaw was set with determination, charging the air around you.

“I’m here for our child," he said. "I know I wasn't before, I see it now. That's why I'm trying to fix it, Y/N. And I can be here for you. I can fix this.”

"I'm here to pick up my daughter, Donghun. Not to talk about this."

He leaned away from you an almost imperceptible amount. This time the sadness in his eyes looked full, a pained shimmer glossing over them.

“I can see it in your eyes sometimes, you know? When you put down your guard and let yourself smile or laugh with me. You look at me like you did when we were first married. When we were happy.”

“I remember it sometimes too and I see you through those eyes. And then I remember the rest. We weren’t good for each other.”

He'd slowly let the affection drain out of him. And when he shut down it was cold, hard. Your marriage felt void most of the time, barren.

Except on nights when he would come home, ragged from the day, completely spent on business. When he found solace and comfort in your arms. When his walls were down and he was bare, and he finally resembled the man you'd fallen in love with.

It could only have been one of those nights that Eunbyeol had come to be. After her birth he'd appeared less and less. It was as though his duty to you had been done, and that absence had been enough to make leaving so easy. Was it really even leaving a marriage if only one person was present?

“I failed, once. Why won’t you just let me try again?" His hand was at your cheek, fingers brushing soft against your skin. "I’m not asking you to move here right away or even agree to stay married if it doesn't work. Just let me in. Let me try. Please.”

You shook your head, cursing as the tears broke free from your eyes against your will.

"Y/N, please. Give me a chance." Your fingers splayed across his chest, a war between them. To push him away along with all his past mistakes, the ones that sent you out his door. To pull close the possibility that maybe he could be the man you loved again. Fresh tears fell, landing against your hands, blooming across the fabric of his suit sleeves.

But it was too late. He'd had years to change, years to fix the unhappiness festering within these walls, to remember that before you were his wife, before you became just another financial duty, another obligation, another flaw to be polished, you were just a girl who loved him.

It was too late.

“Mommy, why are you crying?” Eunbyeol's voice was high and clear, echoing off the walls of the kitchen.

Donghun pulled away from you and you whipped your head towards the entrance of the kitchen where your daughter stood in her light blue dress and gauzy green tutu, hands gripped around a thick piece of construction paper.

You hurriedly tried to wipe your eyes with your sleeves as Donghun walked over to her side, kneeling down next to her.

“Are you fighting?” she asked and your heart broke, a gasping sniffle escaping from your chest. You tried your best to collect yourself.

“No, honey, no. Daddy was tickling me so hard, it made my eyes water.” You tried to laugh, but it came out strange, like an uncomfortable wheeze.

"What did you draw, sweetie? Go show mommy what you made for her."

Eunbyeol ran to your side, the little pouch of crayons she kept slung across her hip bouncing against the side of her tutu as she ran. She held up her paper to you and you knelt down to take it.

She had made another drawing covered in stickers and glitter, centered around the three of you: "Mommy" and "Daddy" labels above you and Donghun, and your beautiful daughter, green tutu on even in her artwork, standing between you both.

“Oh, Eunbyeol, it’s lovely. You did such a good job. Do you want to hang it on the fridge when we get home?”

“This is home, Mommy, and I want to put it here," she said with a quiet pout. Shards of ice shot through your chest. "When can we come back here for good? I want to see Daddy every day. And he has a pool!”

You wiped the back of your hand against your cheek again, as though new tears were already falling. “Mommy can’t see Daddy every day, sweetheart. That would make Mommy sad.”

Eunbyeol lowered her head, kicking at the floor in defeat. “Daddy is sad that he can’t see you every day.” She looked up at you, the curve of her eyes looking just like her father's. Sad, as though she too were already close to tears.

“I guess we’re a sad family, huh?”

"Honey..."

Suddenly she snatched the drawing from your hands, dropping to her knees and placing the paper on the floor in front of her carefully. She opened her little pouch of crayons, pulling one out while Donghun walked up behind her, both of you looking on in silence.

And with her black crayon, Eunbyeol made her final edit to your gift: a large, drooping frown for each of you, the biggest drawn on her little face in the middle.

#ace fanfic #a.c.e fanfic #donghun fanfic #lee donghun fanfic #a.c.e angst #ace angst #lee donghun angst #donghun angst

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honeydh · 4 years

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[00:49] A downpour pounded the pavement, unforgiving. Rain had always been something calming, but now it reflected how your heart was, how it had been for weeks ever since your breakup. You tried to stay strong, knowing that breaking off the two years long relationship was for the best. But knowing it in your brain was different than convincing your heart.

Today wasn’t any special day in particular, but it felt like it. Your heart yearned for him. You missed him. His touch. His laugh. You hadn’t done much laughing lately. And so you had let your friend persuade you into a couple drinks, but then a couple glasses turned into a couple bottles, and you found yourself wandering the streets after your friend passed out for the night. It started raining soon after.

The hood you pulled over your head did little to keep you from getting soaked, shivering and shaking seconds after. Where you were going, you had no idea. And then your head cleared enough for you to recognize the buildings you trudged past, and yet you didn’t keep yourself from stopping in front of his building.

The lights of the lobby were still on despite the late hour. The awning offering protection from the skies was just a couple feet away, but you remained standing on the sidewalk, sobering up more and more as the freezing drops washed through your clothed body, chilling you to the core.

You knew he would be upstairs, safe and warm in his bed, and yet you stayed, a small, distant part of yourself hoping you’d get to see him again. Hear his voice again.

How long you stood there, you weren’t sure. The occasional straggler passed by, either with or without an umbrella. Few spared you a glance. Finally, you turned away to go back home, wrapping your arms around yourself.

A pair of eyes met yours from under an umbrella. You didn’t think about the mess you looked, nor if you’d seem crazy for standing outside his apartment for god knows how long. You didn’t think at all, mind blanking the moment you recognized the face you’d woken up to countless times. The eyes you’d stared into every chance you got, the lips that you kissed and that worshipped you.

Donghun shifting his stance shook you from your stupor. In his hand, a bag from a convenience store.

Your mouth moved on it’s own, asking the question you wondered on the nights you cried yourself to sleep. “How have you been?”

“Me? How have I been?” Donghun questioned, unbelieving. “What are you doing out here, at one am, in the pouring rain?” You flinched at the angry tone in his voice.

“I don’t know,” you answered truthfully, ignoring the ache in your chest. “I’ll be going now. Have a good night.” You tore your eyes away from Donghun’s face to brush past him, your feet much stronger than your heart.

His hand shot out to wrap around your arm- a scorching contrast to the frozen skin under your sleeves- pulling you under the umbrella. Your eyes automatically trained down to his hand; your body had craved his touch much more than you thought.

Noticing the focus of your gaze, Donghun released his grip on you. You stifled a whimper.

“Here, take the umbrella. Don’t worry about returning it, I have another one,” effectively cutting off any excuse you’d have of seeing him again.

From his words, Donghun was done talking.

But he remained under the umbrella with you, yearning to say the words he was afraid to: I still love you. I know you do too. But then he took a step out, and turned his back. It was for the best.

#idk what this is. and it sucks. but I wanted angst #hny.tag #a.c.e #donghun #lee donghun #donghun x reader #a.c.e x reader #ace #donghun angst #donghun timestamps #donghun fanfic #a.c.e timestamps #a.c.e angst #a.c.e fanfic #lee donghun x reader #lee donghun angst

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hanbff · 6 years

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[8:45pm]

you were making dinner when you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist. you smiled, knowing who it was. you turned around to donghun and gave him a proper hug.

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whattodowithace · 3 years

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When you're upset (A.C.E)

Title: When you're upset

Pairing: A.C.E x Reader

Genre: Slight angst; Fluff

Word count: 1204

Writer: Kpopmadness (Ju)

Warnings: On Donghun's story the reader goes through a panic attack

Summary: A.C.E reacting to different situations in which you are upset. Seeing you hurt also makes their heart hurt for you and driving them to make you feel better.

Chan

“Just leave me alone.” I groan angrily as I go to my boyfriends and I’s bedroom and fall onto the bed. Tears threatening to fall down my cheeks.

“Not until we sort this out.” He whines, referring to my bad day and lack of communication with him unless it was to snap at him. He flops onto the bed beside me and starts rubbing slow circles on my back.

“I don’t want to talk.” I tell him as I bury my head further in the bed sheets.

Chan stops rubbing my back and moves his hands to wrap around my waist, holding me close to him while his head rests between my shoulder blades.

“Then don’t. But let me hold you until you feel better, love.” He whispers.

Somehow, that simple phrase breaks my icy exterior, causing me to break down into sobs. Chan holds me while I cry, never saying anything, just offering comfort through his presence.

Seyoon

“Did I upset you?” Seyoon asks on our drive home from a dinner party.

I don’t answer, I keep my eyes on my phone in my lap. I knew if I said something it would only make things worse because I was upset.

“Why are you not talking to me?” He asks as he tries to take my hand but gets it pulled away.

Seyoon gives out an irritated sigh and keeps driving. Silence stretching between us the whole way home. When Seyoon parks in our driveway, I get out and go into our house without saying a word.

Seyoon closes the door behind me as he tries again, “Was it because of what I said earlier?” Referring to a snarky remark he made at me in front of everyone. Embarrassing me.

To be fair, I knew he was tired. And I knew he didn’t want to go to the dinner party and I forced him to go. It was partly my fault that he was in a sour mood, but I was too stubborn to admit that.

I take my shoes off at the front door and start walking to our bedroom to change when Seyoon’s arms wrap around me, holding me in a tight hug.

“I’m really sorry.” He whispers, his voice cracking. Making me falter.

I let out a sigh and take his hands in mine that were around my waist as I lean into his chest.

“I’m sorry too.” I whisper. Making him kiss my temple and hold me tighter.

Byeongkwan

I lay on the couch snuffling quietly, trying not to draw attention to myself. I had an old scrapbook out in front of me, seeing photos of my parents who lived half way across the world from me made me get more emotional than I thought.

I hear Byeongkwan come into the living room, making me quickly wipe the tears from my eyes. Hoping he wouldn’t notice. It doesn’t work.

“Are you crying?” He asks me, coming closer to where I sat.

“No.” I say quickly, my voice far too shaky to be believable. I meet his eyes and see worry in them, making me somehow lose it again.

Byeongkwan quickly moves the scrapbook from beside me and wraps his arms around me, pulling me into his lap. I cry into his shoulder as he plays with my hair.

“Do you miss home?” He asks me softly.

I nod my head, too upset to even voice my answer. Byeongkwan holds me closer to him.

“You’re okay, baby.” Byeongkwan whispers into my ear as the sobs subside and I slowly start opening up to him.

Jun

I wince as I try to move around, hoping it would help the pain. I had had a migraine all day. The worst I had ever experienced. The pain never lessening enough for me to get relief. By now my head felt like it was about to explode.

Jun comes into our bedroom to see me standing by the dresser shaking with tears in my eyes.

“Why are you up?” He asks gently as he rushes over to me and takes my arm.

“I can’t get comfortable.” I tell him, my voice shaky and my vision blurring.

Jun wraps his arms around me as he scoops me up and places me back on the bed, covering me with a blanket.

“You need to rest.” He whispers to me, wiping away strands of hair that had fallen into my eyes.

I let out a sob and press my hands to my temples, “It hurts to bad, Juhnee.” My voice barely above a whisper.

Jun’s eyes fill with tears as he crawls into bed beside me and let’s me bury my head in his chest as he holds me tightly.

“I promise you’ll feel better soon.” He whispers as he continues to hold me tightly. Somehow, I manage to fall asleep with my head still buried in his chest.

Donghun

We were at a party, it was way bigger than I expected it to be. My nerves already shot from the long day I had had at work. I hadn’t said anything though when Donghun mentioned wanting to come to this party. I just agreed and got dressed. Even though I could feel myself coming apart at the seams.

The music booms loudly, too loudly, people talk and yell over the music. Overwhelming me, making the drink that was in my hands shake with my ever shaking hands. My skin feels hot and the walls feel like they’re going to collapse on me, making me run my fingers through my hair nervously and roam through the room trying to find a ‘safe place’

Donghun finds me in the crowd and walks over, his smile wide. “Are you having fun?” He asks.

I look up at him and his smile quickly turns to a frown as he sees the panicked tears in my eyes.

“What’s wrong?” He asks, quickly taking my drink from my hands to hold them in his.

“I need to leave.” I tell him, my voice shaking.

Donghun watches me for a moment before taking my hand and leading me through the crowds of people, down the houses hallway until he finds an unused room and pulls me inside.

The room is a closet to be exact. A small closet. It’s hanged up clothing hitting me in the face as soon as we step inside, making the space even smaller.

“No...no...no no no.” I whimper, “It’s too small in here, I don’t want to be in here. I want to go home, Donghun.” I cry, my voice getting higher and my chest tighter.

Donghun quickly wraps his arms around me and pulls me into his chest. I fight him slightly because of the confined area.

“Hey.” He whispers in my ear, catching my attention.

“You’re okay, Princess.” He soothes, running a hand through my hair. “Just take it easy.”

I eventually calm down, mimicking the deep breaths Donghun was taking as my head rested on his chest, his grip around me keeping me close to him.

When he sees I’ve calmed down enough he places a kiss on my forehead. “Let’s go get ice cream before we go home.” He suggests, making me smile.

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spacequokka · 3 years

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A.C.E Masterlist

Key: [F=Fluff, S=Smut/Suggestive, A=Angst, H=Humor, P=Platonic, T=Thriller]

Donghun

Page 88 [F]

Sehyoon/Wow

Page 83 [F]

Page 61 [F] f. Yuchan

Jun

Page 38 [F]

Byeongkwan

Page 47 [H]

Yuchan/Chan

Page 205

Headcanons

Kinks & Turn Ons [S]

#a.c.e imagines #a.c.e scenarios #a.c.e drabbles #donghun x reader #junhee x reader #donghun x you #junhee x you #sehyoon x reader #sehyoon x you #byeongkwan x reader #byeongkwan x you #yuchan x reader #yuchan x you #a.c.e x reader #a.c.e x you #a.c.e fluff #a.c.e smut #a.c.e angst #a.c.e fanfic

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key201303 · 3 years

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A.C.E MASTERLIST

KEY WORDS:

🐥 -> ONESHOT

® -> REQUESTED

🌸 -> FLUFF

🤧 -> ANGST

🔥 -> SUGGESTIVE/SMUT

💀 -> CREEPY

❤ -> VALENTINE SPECIAL

❄ -> CHRISTMAS SPECIAL

🎃 -> HALLOWEEN SPECIAL

🎂 -> BIRTHDAY SPECIAL

🏵 -> DRABBLES

🌺 -> SERIES

⏰ -> TIMESTAMPS

🆎 -> NSFW ALPHABET

📱 -> SOCIAL MEDIA AU

You’re so clingy, I love it ®🌸🎂🏵

Is that my shirt? ®🌸🏵

Your real home ®🌸🎂⏰

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t3kandson · 14 days

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Deathly Powers

Word count; 8,960

Fandom; A.C.E. & The Boyz

Pairing; Reader X Eric Sohn, Reader X Lee Donghun.

Characters; Lee Donghun, Eric Sohn, Park Junhee, Kim Sehyoon, Kim Byeongkwan, Lee Hyunjae

Mentions; Kang Yuchan, Ji Changmin, Lee Sangyoon, Ju Haknyeon, Kim Younghoon, Choi Chanhee & Lee Hyunjae

Warnings; Angst, Supernatural, Passing out unconscious, Spiritual world, Violence, Death, Devil worshipping, Witchcraft, Images of predicted death of Main Character, Ghosts including Eric, Knife, Blood, Choking, Unprotected Sex, Threesome (kinda).

Notes; Part 1/3 Parts.

Check out A.C.E.'s new pre release song Anymore

Taglist; @nyu-topia

“The most important thing is to listen to me, especially when I feel it's not safe," Donghun said as you listened intently. "If I find a case too dangerous we need to contact Kim Byeongkwan & Ji Changmin. They are our Demonologist exorcists," he continued as you nodded.

Lee Donghun was your childhood school friend, one who you had gone on two different paths with. While Donghun was up the temples working hard on his spiritual path. You had a string full of broken relationships and failed job prospects. That was till your recent relationship disaster with Choi Chanhee. Who was caught having an affair with your work colleague Kim Younghoon. Turning to alcohol had been your saving till Jacob Bae had brought you to a Powerful Sharman Park Junhee. His spiritual gift or being a soul rescuer. You blamed it on the demands for a purpose in life. But their was a part of you that had fire in your stomach ready to take on the world. The last person you expected to be your mentor was Lee Donghun. His eyes raised in your direction at viewing you at his door. Not impressed by the jokes of him seeing it coming. Now you were sat in his Healing room, chest full of powerful intoxicating incense. Your head slightly a little dizzy from all the chants upon your arrival in old Archaic Chinese. "Y/N are you even listening to me," Donghun said snapping his fingers as you grinned your most amused expression earning a raised brow. "What did I do to earn this punishment," he said into thin air in frustration. "What did they say," you teased as he deadpanned your way. "Have you even seen a spirit?" He questioned as you shook your head. This gift upon you had only shown you eerily feelings and items thrown in your company. But you were yet to be face with a see-through person or a white sperm like dude. "That's because you're not taking this seriously," he grumbled as he gave up sitting on the floor as your sure he was secretly praying for you to disappear. "Are you even aware what I do?" He said looking at you with hope of a easy path. "You seek out ghosts," you said as he rolled his eyes. "More context Y/N," he said as you shook your head. "We find lost souls and help them. Just sometimes," , "Yes you already said sometimes it gets dangerous," you cut him off. "Your job is to communicate with them while I send them to the next land," he explained as you nodded in awe. "But how do I do that if I can't see them?" You asked as he looked a little baffled himself. "We have to train you up I think," he said unsure. "I thought you knew what you were doing, so much for being my mentor," you scoffed as he frowned your way. "I've never had someone to train, so I wouldn't know. Yuchan was already gifted when he came to me," he scoffed with a saddened expression. "Yuchan?" You asked. "Kang Yuchan was a fine Soul rescuer but he got hurt last time. It will be a long time before he will be ready to come back. That's if he can find his health to return back,” he said looking to the floor. "What happened?" You gulped slightly afraid for the response. "Dangerous spirit which is why I need you to desperately listen to me," he snapped as you nodded. "Right first let's see if we can find a way for you to communicate," he said standing up as you mirrored. "Let's go on a hunt," he said excitedly your way.

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"Where are we?” you asked appearing in the wooded area he walked you through. "You tell me?" He said arms folded. "Well if I knew that I wouldn't be asking," you said folding yours his way too. "Close your eyes," he demanded as you obeyed. "I want you to focus on your breathing, breathe in.... hold...... breathe out," he said in such a relaxing tone. "And again," he instructed you once more. "Keep going Y/N," he encouraged as you continued. With each passing breath you felt the world spin around you as you felt your self merge with the outside air. "Imagine looking out the open door into a world that isn't ours," he said walking towards you as you heard the crunch of the dried leaves under his feet. "Imagine the crisp fresh air in your lungs," he said barely a whisper in your ear, causing you to shiver aroused by his voice. "I want you to see if you can find any people," he continued. Eyes looked around the forest in what felt like your daydream world, but you could not see anything. "Listen out if you can't see anyone, listen for the sounds," he says as you shiver slightly. From the chilly air that you are not sure is real or imagination. "I can only hear you," you say out as he clicks his tongue to the roof of his mouth. "Can you sense anything even if you can't see it. Or feel words that flow that don't feel yours in your mind," he asks as you fall to silence. The only thing on your mind was food. Your tummy rumbling to help make your mouth salivate further. "Stop thinking of your stomach," Donghun moaned as your eyes opened up in excitement. "You knew what I was thinking?” you whispered in awe as he tilted his head with frustration. "Focus Y/N," he grumbled as your eyes rolled and went back to your imaginary world. Pressing his hands to your shoulder you took a deep breath in through your nose, holding it to release a couple seconds later. You could suddenly hear whispers, you tried to zone into the sound but they were barely audible. "You hear something?" Donghun questioned as you bite your lip nodding. "I think so but not enough to understand what, it's not loud enough," you said feeling goosebumps fall up your skin. "Well ask them to talk more clearer out Loud," he ordered as his second hand hit your shoulder. "Please Spirit speak louder and clearer so I can communicate with you," you said slightly a little apprehensive.

"Your mine," you heard whispered out as your eyebrows furrowed. Was it Donghun whispering those words? Was your childhood crush making you believe you could hear the words you wanted to hear. "Very funny Donghun," you said opening your eyes to him looking puzzled. "I said nothing," he replied as his sparkling brown eyes looked your way. "I'm not the one that likes to fuck around, that you," he said deadpanning you. "What did you hear anyway?" He questioned removing his hands. "Your nuts," you lied not wanting him to have acknowledge of your crush. Knowing he would question while you would have said that came from him. "Well guess the spirit truly knows you," Donghun teased as you scrunched your nose his way. "But on a good note you heard something so it's working, let's try again," he said with more motivation then earlier as you groaned. But trying again didn't work, your body was only swaying into the quiet without Donghun’s hands to keep you still. "Well we got a small progress, we're come back tomorrow and try again," Donghun said breaking you from your silent trance.

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"Hi Mrs Kim," Donghun said as your mother greeted you as Donghun dropped you off. "Lee Donghun is that really you? You must come in," she said not giving him a chance to back away. "You were with Donghun?” she asked in excitement your way remembering your one way crush on him. "Why are you even awake mum?" You questioned as she dragged Donghun to a table to sit. "Work overrun, what's both your two excuse," she said arms folded with a smirk between you both. "We're doing a temple project together," Donghun replied with a half lie. "Oooh temple work," she said excited before looking at the pot on the oven.

"I'm about to warm up some kimchi Jjigae, do you fancy some?" She asks as he nods being relaxed for the first time since meeting as adults. "Thank you that would be nice," he says as you admire the way his eyes small as he smiles.

"What?" He says as he catches you watching him. "Just amazed you know how to smile," you teased as he frowned. "Don't do that you might get frown lines permanently, don't let her ruin your perfect face," your mother said as he chuckled her way. "Mother he already has frown lines look," you teased pressing your finger to the lines his frown made in that moment. "Stop teasing him," she said slapping your shoulder. "I was trying to be a good friend, I know of a few people who could help out with Botox," you continued playfully despite loving his frown. "Yeah that be great always great to work on oneself. Shame we can't improve on your personality," he hit back as you aissh into the air pretending to strike him. "Can't I see you two have reunited," your mother said stirring the pot on the stove. "Yeah I've missed her like a hole in the head," he smirked seductively that had you roll your eyes. Not from his comment but the view he had given. Just why did he have to be so drop dead Gorgeous. "Do you want some?" Your mother said with a bowl In her hand. "No I'm ok I'm going up to bed soon," you said as your mum poured the warmed up meal into a bowl for Donghun. "Well don't let me stop you, your mums better company," Donghun said taking the bowl from her with a thank you added on. "Kiss ass," you spat out as he shook his head holding back a chuckle. "Kim Y/N language," your mother bit out smacking your arm once more. "See your here just to get me beat," you scoff at him rubbing your arm. "She's only doing what I wanted to do all day," he said eyes widening amused. "Whatever," you said clicking your tongue at the roof of your mouth. You didn't make it to your room as you threatened. Instead listening to your mother and Donghun chat about Temple life as they both ate up their food. "Oh wow, it's 4am, you must be tired, please stay. I can put you up in the spare room," she said as you smiled warmly her way. "That would be great we've got loads of work to do tomorrow, thank you," he said as she took his bowl. "Please let me wash up though," he said standing to take the bowl back. "I won't turn that down," she smiled back before turning to look at you. "You can help him, and be nice," she said prodding your arm making you wince. "Make sure he has all the bedding he needs too," she said as you nodded. "I will put up some of Y/N's brothers clothes up for you," she says before going upstairs. "How are Sangyeon and Haknyeon?" Donghun asked going to the sink. "Sangyeon’s married and with kids, we don't really see much of him, he's a Cardiologist," you said thinking of your elder brother fondly. "That's a shame I know you two was close," Donghun said as he passed a washed bowl your way to dry up. "It's ok I was pretty close to Haknyeon before he went to university," you said remembering the feeling of loneliness at home since your younger brother left. "Does he not come and visit much?” he continued to quiz. "He's in England at Oxford university, so no sadly," you said as he turned to you with sadness in his view. "You must have been so lonely without them," he said clearly feeling the emotions on your mind. "I wasn't till," you said pausing remembering Chanhee and the pain he caused. "Yeah I heard about that," he said as you looked to the floor. "Don't waste tears on people that aren't worth it," he said pressing his finger under your chin to look at him. His face full of concern, reminding you of the cherished friendship you had when you was younger. "New beginnings," you said taking a step back struggling with your over beating heart from his close contact. "I'll get your bedroom stuff sorted," you said as blood was rushing to your head a little too fast.

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"Come on lazy," came Donghun's voice before the impact of a pillow striking you. "We’ve got things to do, so get up," he continued as you groaned. "Just five minutes please," you whimpered keeping your eyes shut. "No five minutes, your eating into my time now, get up," he said continuing his pillow attack. "Ok, ok," you groaned sitting up to watch him smirk your way. "Good wash up, eat up and let's dash. We have got to see Sharman Park today," he said arms crossed on his chest in a thin white vest, his muscles easily noticeable. "Ok out my room so I can get sorted," you said gulping as he agreed. Why had your feelings for him suddenly hit max volume? You blamed this gift which was beginning to sound like a curse.

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"Hurry up," you said throwing your head over his car as you waited for him. His motherly act had him take your keys to lock up with your mother already having left for work. "Stop being impatient and get off my car," Donghun said as he pulled his arms around your waist to lift you from his vehicle. You groaned despite your heart beating so hard from the extra close contact with him. When your eyes took to a figure across the street. The energy from him was swimming in something strong that you couldn't put your finger on it. His expression mixed with anger and sadness as his eyes was heavily focused on you. You knew enough to know he wasn't alive. "Can you see that?" You said to Donghun without your eyes leaving the male. Who had started to walk towards you before he vanished as Donghun removed his hands from you. "Where?" Donghun questioned. "He's gone now, wait did I just see my first spirit?” you asked turning to face him as he glanced over your shoulder. "Did you really see nothing?" You asked as he shook his head looking at you puzzled. "Normally I can see the dead when I'm touching the person who can communicate with them," he explained. "But you were touching me," you said as his eyebrows furrowed. "Maybe with you I have to hold your hand or something," he said as he rubbed your shoulders with a smile. "But it proves your getting stronger. First a voice now a sighting," he said as he walked to the car. Your eyes raked where that man was once standing, now a complete empty area. But you felt as if his energy was still there causing a shiver down your spine. -------------------🔺-------------------

"What did you see?" Sharman Park said with his head tilting as he looks at you. "Why can I not see it?” he says looking frustrated as the wind blows the leaves from outside the temple. "Can you normally see what I'm thinking?" You ask despite knowing the answer. "If they mind letting their energy be seen," he whispers before looking to Donghun. "Or maybe I just have a different talent," you said causing him to smile his pretty little smile. "I held her and didn't see it neither. I can see even the vengeful ones normally," he said a little anxiously. "Do I need to hold her hand?" He asked the Sharman. "Well try it, see what happens," Sharman Park said as his eyes never left yours. "Y/N," Donghun said as his hands reached for yours as you looked between them both. "Calmly take it when your ready," The Sharman said, his eyes almost knowingly understanding your reluctance. Trying your best to gulp without Donghun noticing your apprehensions you pulled out your hands hoping they wasn't sweaty. Within minutes of touching the skin of your childhood crush.

Colour attacked you from the room as you felt dizzy, heart pumping fast that you knew it wasn't from your emotions towards Donghun. Then came darkness as you lost your vision collapsing into what fell like Donghun’s arms.

Taking a deep breath your opened to find the man you saw earlier. "Who are you?" You said in shakey breath as you moved from his warm grasps. "I'm Eric Sohn," he said as you suddenly realised his voice was the same from the woods. "Why am I here?" You said looking around the hallway you had entered. "Our house," he said watching you as you walked to a room to hold the doorknob. "Our?" You said turning to look at him but he was missing. Shaking your head you looked at the shut door. "This is just a dream," you whispered to yourself as you walked through to the room. The door slamming behind you leaving you alone. You took in the room, the beautiful pink decor with pink rose bedding on the double bed in the middle of the floor. By the headboard was the most beautiful wall mural you had ever seen. Ivy swirling around Angel cherubs. The detail told you that it was hand painted as you admired it. "It's beautiful isn't it?" You heard Eric's voice turning to expect to face him but the room remained empty. "It is, did you do this?" You asked to the empty room. "You did," was the only reply that came out. You turned to the voice from outside the door of the room. "My art is awful I can't do anything like that," you said walking to it hoping he would be on the other side of the door. "Only because you've locked it away, your artworks the most beautiful in the world," the voice said admiringly.

Opening the door, you saw him there leaning against the other side of the wall. "I'm confused," you said making your way towards him as he chuckled meeting you halfway. "You won't be soon, I promise," he said tucking a hair behind your ear. But before any words could follow through. The world you were sent to was taken from you, back to the outside surroundings of the temple.

"Y/N you ok?" Donghun said looking down to you full of concern. "Yeah I saw the man again, the one I heard in the woods," you said sounding wearily. "Did he hurt you?" Donghun asked as he sat you to sit up. "No, he didn't, he just confused me," you said looking at him as Sharman Park took your hands. "Anything?" Donghun said with concern as he looked to him shaking his head. "Is it vengeful?" Donghun said as Sharman Park looked at you more closely. "What did you see?" He questioned. "A house, a wall mural full of ivy and cherubs," you said briefly leaving out the words spoken between you and Eric. "I won't lie I'm unsettled. But I can't work out if that's because I can't see what she's seen, which I've never experienced. Or that theres something there we should be scared of," Park Sharman added as you looked to him confused. "You think Eric’s dangerous?" You said as the Sharman’s eyes opened wide hearing the name. "Is that his name Y/N?” he asked as you nodded. "He said his name was Eric Sohn, why does that mean something?" You asked as he shook his head. "No but it's something I can give to Hyunjae to research," he said smiling sweetly at you letting his hand leave. "Till then I don't want her working with me," Donghun said standing up. "I can see your concern, but we wanted her to work with her gift and she is. Let us not hinder it," Park Sharman said as Donghun tsssk into the air. "I won't lose her like I lost Yuchan," he said sounding upset. "Calm Lee Donghun, I can feel great things from her. Though she needs to be careful and not go thinking she's invincible. She will be ok as long as she's supervised," he said reassuring Donghun to no avail. "No I'm sorry I won't risk her not till I know that spirit is safe," Donghun said picking you up from the dusty wooded area floor. "Well as her mentor thats your choice to make. But a vengeful ghost will find her wherever she is. Whenever it is by your side under your watch or hidden away in a box," Sharman Park added. "I won't let her out my sight," Donghun added as he went to steer you out.

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"Right, I'm going to stay at yours till we work out who this spirit is," Donghun said as the car pulled up outside your house. "You automatically presume my mother will let you stay," you teased as he looked to you amused. "We both know she won't have any issue with that," he said as you chuckled his way knowing he was right. "Do you really think Eric is a vengeance spirit?" You asked as he looked at you with wary eyes. "I think he’s someone we need to treat as if he is, till we know for sure," Donghun said before getting out the car. You looked to the spot you saw Eric earlier but again it was empty.

As you both made your way to the door a gentleman appeared. His thick glasses with a geeky yet attractive visuals. "Are you Lee Donghun?" He asked as Donghun nodded. "I heard you deal with spiritual entities," he whispered looking anxious saying those words. "Yes, I do, but right now I've got an urgent case I'm dealing with," Donghun replied as the gentleman pushed his glasses up that clearly had slid down his nose. "I have a spirit that I'm sure is trying to tell me something, I feel him more then I see him. But when I do, he's angry, full of hate. It's like he wants me out my own house. I also have moments where I feel like someone else is in control of my body. Like I am just the spectator," the gentleman continued stuttering a little. "I know you must be terrified," Donghun sympathises as he touched his shoulder. "But we have a really important case right now that could be life or death," he says with fear in his own eyes. "But if you give me your details, I can contact you as soon as we are finished on this case," he adds. "Promise?” he asked with shakey breath clearly in fear of his entity in his home. "I promise," Donghun replied as the gentleman pulled out a card from his wallet.

"Life or death my ass," you said as you watched him enter his car looking depressed. "We could have taken the case on," you said jabbing him. "Y/N we can't it's dangerous for you," Donghun says his hands heavily on your shoulders. "Eric apparently is, who ever spirit he has, might not be," you said your face inches from his. "Y/N he said himself the ghost was angry it's possibly a vengeance ghost. Also Right now you seem to be extra sensitive that isn't what we need right now for you," Donghun glared. "Plus, I felt nothing when I touched him," he added as you shook your head. "You said you can see even vengeance ghosts. Maybe it's not with the data malfunction and it's you," you scoffed as he rolled his eyes. "Yeah both myself and Sharman Park are just having a malfunction," he said sarcastically. "Well who knows because you've had this issue twice with two different people," you bit back. "If its anything, it’s that my pain in ass past is annoying being some shield," he groaned as your eyes widened under his accusation. "So your saying it's me?" You whimpered. "Yes," he spat out as you threw your head back unable to find words to throw at him. "So in the meantime that poor bloke’s going to be scared in his own home," you said in another attempt to change his mind. "No we will deal with it when everything's been solved and it's safe," he said focusing on the word safe.

Noticing the man still In his car from the bathroom window, you creep down past Donghun chatting with your mum to go to him. If Donghun wasn't going to help him you wasn't going to let that stop. As Sharman Park said, Your talent should grow not be hindered. Reaching the car the man looks startled to see you standing there. "Hi," he said getting out and greeting you. "Why are you still here?" You asked suspicious hitting that he had waited around. "I don't know, I just haven't got it in me to leave, I'm just so desperate," he whimpered as you put your hand to his arm for comfort.

Like with Donghun the bright colours, racing heart, and dizziness causes you to pass out returning you back to the room once again.

"Really," you stomp your feet annoyed at the journey to get here. "Like could you have done it any other way then have me pass out," you scream into the air hoping Eric will reply. But instead the light bright room is empty of him or his voice. Instead the sunlight outside the room darkens. "Ok ok Eric I get it your vengeful," you spit out hoping for a reply as the room falls to pitch darkness. Fear creeps up you as you feel suffocated in this dark space alone from Donghun and the friendly features that Eric showed earlier. "Please don't let them be right about you," you whimper in fear hoping Eric will appear in the form you want him to. Instead gargled sounds and thuds on the floor hit out as you screech out. "This must be that man’s world," you whisper in denial. "Wake up," you hear Eric’s voice scream out in the distance. "I would if I could," you cry in panic as you walk towards the sound. Hands feeling for the doorknob hoping it will reach him like it did last time. "Wake up," you hear again a little angrier as your hands find the doorknob. Pulling it open the hallway is no lighter, your hands reaching out to walk forward till they bump into a body. "Eric please say that’s you," you say out hopeful. But instead, you see red angry eyes appear in your view. "I said wake up," Eric’s voice hits from the body your seeing draped in darkness and evil.

"Y/N," you hear from Donghun’s voice as you turn to the darken room. "Donghun I'm here I can't wake up," you scream to the silence as you feel your body shake. Bright lights attack your eyes as you wake whimpering to see Donghun’s worried face holding you once more. "It's ok, it's ok, I got you," he says as you shake in fear in his arms. "It was dark," you cry out not letting him know about what you saw with Eric. "It's ok, I got you," Donghun repeated as he sat holding you while the gentleman watched on. "Does she need anything?" He said with equal concern. "No Mr Kim," Donghun spat out with anger laced in his tone. "Let's get you indoors ok," Donghun said helping to lift you from the floor. Your eyes take Mr Kim and he looks at you with pure worry as his glasses slide down his nose. "I’ll be back to speak to you in a minute just please let me get her inside," Donghun says more calmer. "Ok Mr Lee, take your time," Mr Kim reply's as Donghun takes you inside.

But before you can get to the door he pulls you to look at him. "Why did you do that? I told you it was dangerous," he spat out. "Because I wanted to help," you reply as his jaw tenses in anger. "Y/N you fucking passed out and went somewhere we couldn't get you from," he growled. "I woke up though," you replied barely audible. "What if you didn't, I've already lost one person under my wing. I can't afford to lose another," he spat out. "I'm not Yuchan," you hit back feeling stronger. "No your not, he had years under his belt, he was stronger and he listened to me," Donghun spat out hurting your pride. "Anyway, I think that little experiment of yours is enough to tell me that this won't work," he said a little more strict toned. "What?" You gasped. "This is too dangerous for you, I won't work with you. Tomorrow you're going to the temple to somehow get this gift of yours removed. You need to be closed off instead of your third eye opened up," Donghun said almost like he was trying to convince himself. "You make it sound like I wanted this gift for myself," you cried out. "Knowing you you probably did," Donghun said tossing his hands in despair through his hair. "Donghun," you cried out hurt with his words. "Look enoughs been said you need rest, you've passed out twice with these encounters today, we will sort this out tomorrow," he said more softer. "What about Mr Kim?” you asked with concern. "I think Byeongkwan and Changmin can deal with his vengeance spirit, because I'm now one man down, again.” Donghun added as you rolled your eyes walking inside your home. Once in the quiet you threw your head at the back of the wall. No way on this earth you were going to let this go. You were going to train even harder just to prove a point, especially to Donghun.

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Sharman Park refused to accept Donghun’s demands, instead keeping you there to help train you himself. Each day made you feel stronger just from the constant mediation and deeply inhaled essences around the temple. Donghun had only visited once to speak with Hyunjae. His research hadn't proven fruitful and they couldn't prove or unprove if Eric Sohn was peaceful or vengeful. Donghun had only spoken briefly to you but that wasn't his fault. It was more to do with you pretending to meditate when he arrived. Just to put two fingers to him that you could be taught by someone that wasn't him. -------------------🔺-------------------

After a couple of weeks, you decided to leave the temple, Sharman Park happily authorising. Entering your quiet home you found a pile of letters on the table in your name. While opening one of them a get well card was pulled from its envelope.

I'm sorry if I caused any stress. Hope your feeling better soon

Mr Kim Sehyoon. Xx

"Ahh bless him," you said to the silence. You wondered if he got the help he needed. Knowing Donghun wouldn't update you, you run to your bag. Inside was the card with his details that Donghun accidentally dropped outside your house on the way to the temple. Ringing him you waited till he picked up.

"Hi Mr Kim, it's Kim Y/N here, I don't know if you remember me,", "I do how are you feeling?” the happy voice in the phone cut you off. "I'm good I'm doing much better thanks," you replied. "I was just wondering did you get your situation sorted," you asked as he breathed in deep in the background. "In all honesty, not yet, Mr Lee got me in contact with Mr Ji. But sadly him and his colleague are also working on an important case right now," he said with a sadden voice. "How would you feel if I came to yours, we could talk more about it. I'm not promising much as I'm not that talented, but I can try to help," you said waiting for the silence of the other end. "What's up Mr Kim?” you asked fearing the words you knew would come. "Mr Lee said that under no circumstances am I to meet you again," he said as your anger brewed. "Mr Lee is no longly working with me so no doubt that's why he said that," you replied as the silence continued for a short couple of seconds. "I'm sorry to hear that, he seemed to care a lot about you," Mr Kim replied. "It's a facade trust me. Look let me visit, if I can fix the issue then that's great. And if I can't Mr Lee don't even need to know I was there," you said down the phone. "I know your scared and I could maybe help free you from the fear your experiencing," You pleaded. "Ok," he reluctantly agreed. "But I would rather come to you instead of mine, incase it's too much for you," he replied as you agreed.

Waiting for the door to go you found him stood there, the face you hadn't seen in weeks. He was standing right behind Mr Kim who walked into your home with him following.

"Thanks for coming Mr Kim," you said as you sat down in the living room, your eyes between him and Eric. "He's called Sehyoon," Eric muttered for attention. "You can talk with me comfortably, call me Sehyoon," he said sitting down. Eric looked at you with the expression told you so, on his features. "Ok," you said smiling at him unsure of his reason to be attached this second to Eric. "Do you know a Eric Sohn by any chance?" You asked as Sehyoon pursed his lips in thought. "No I don't think I do, my memory isn't always great though," he said softly. "Why do you ask?" Sehyoon asked as Eric smirked your way. "Just a name that popped into my head," you lied as Eric chuckled. "Just a name am I?" He replied arms folded as you tried to block him out. Why was he suddenly appearing and for a lot longer then before. Had your talent got stronger? "So how long have you lived in your home?" You asked. "Only a year, I should have taken note that it been on the market several times. But I saw the bargain fee to buy it and ran like a fool," Sehyoon said as Eric bit back a chuckle. "Greed gets a man every time," Eric spat out as you inwardly rolled your eyes. "How soon did things begin to happen?" You questioned further. "Instantly as soon as I paid for it, I would get these weird flash of things I couldn't understand, bizarre dreams. That was before even stepping into the home. Once I was there theirs this heavy darkness feeling, like I'm not wanted. Things get thrown, I see shadows and worse I dream of nothing but death," he whimpers. "That sounds awful," you reply sympathetically. "Sounds like you pissed off hell," Eric grumbles as you look to him with annoyance earning him to smirk as he pokes his tongue into his cheeks. Closing your eyes trying to ignore how attractive he looked then, your eyes take Sehyoon's looking slightly taken aback. "Can you see someone?" He asks as your eyes widen. "Don't worry he seems to be my problem ghost not yours," you bit out looking at Eric. "Yours? told you you were mine," he said winking seductively as you shook your head. "Anything else happened bizarrely?" You asked as he ponders for a second. "My art inspiration is threw the roof I draw so many different kind of arts. Which isn't abnormal but always includes cherubs," he says as Eric shuffles in his chair. "Look I can show you," he says as he gets his phone to show, but Eric grabs it from him. Sehyoon looks in fear at what possibly looks like a dangling phone in the air. Leaning over you snatch it from Eric himself, his view a little more tense. "Hey I want to be nosey," Eric said reapplying his composure. "Well do it on your time not mine," you bit out as Your eyes took Sehyoon. "It's ok this ones harmless I promise, annoying but harmless," you add looking to Eric briefly. Looking at the photos of his art work you saw all the different art work with cherubs being his feature. Then one photo had you freeze to the spot it was a drawing of Ivy swirls around cherubs? Just like the one you saw in the house when you passed out. Dropping the phone you looked to Eric as he had his eyes closed full of anger. "What's going on why is that here? you said shakey towards him.

But before you could reach your hand to touch his shoulder, he throws his hand towards you. Like it some sort of power it launches you towards the ceiling as Sehyoon whimpers terrified. "Eric," you cry out but he looks angry, his eyes growling red. "You're not evil," you whimper as you feel a pressure around your neck. "Don't search any further, I won't let you," he growls as the room gets colourful once more. Instead of fear you feel ready to greet him in his world.

Opening your eyes you see the curtains of the bedroom as you realised your in bed. Feeling the naked skin of a body behind you you look to find Eric. "Morning Princess,” he says as you smile turning to face him. Instead of questions words fall from your mouth as if he's yours. "Morning," you smile wrapping your arms around his waist letting his toned chest flush against your face. "Did you sleep ok?" He asks as you nod enjoying the warmth of his tight hold. You feel happiness and totally in love with him. "I’ve got to get up soon and start painting," you say feeling foreign because art isn't your thing. "Can't it wait just some minutes, I don't want to let you go yet," Eric chuckles as he peppers kisses along your forehead. "I won't say no to that," you say as your own lips press kisses to his chest. He cups your face to look at you as his lips fall to yours. They are soft as he slowly tenderly lets his mouth roam yours. Laying you on your back he lets his kisses fall down your chest. His member heavy against your thighs lets you know he wants to ravish you. You want nothing more to have him making love to you right this second.

But instead of making love to him you're in the room a little more darker as night is upon you. Paint brush in your hand as you tilt to look at the art work you've done. Long swirls of ivy which has taken weeks to do over two angel cherubs. "That's so Beautiful our two future babies'," Eric said back hugging you as his lips fall to your neck. "I thought you wanted more then two," you chuckle despite feeling a little uncomfortable. "I do but if it's just two you want then that's what we got to go with. As long as your happy and healthy and so are they then I don't care how many we have," he says spinning you to face him. He looks at you with pure devotion in his eyes as he strokes your hair. But you feel something saddening in the pitt of your stomach. Like if he knows he won't want you no more. "I love you so much my beautiful wife," he chuckles as your heart feels like it's about to explode. "I love you too Sohn," you reply going onto tip toes to kiss him passionately.

Suddenly the room is pitch black, Eric is sat in a pentagon in candlelight. His tears red and angry you make your way to comfort him. But your hand just goes through his body like your the ghost. "Eric snap out of it," you whimper scared on his behalf. "Please, please, god hates me. He won't listen, I want death. I’ll do what ever you want me to do. Just give me death, let me go from this horrible world," he begs tears falling down his eyes in pure pain. "Eric please don't wish for that," you sob as a tear falls down your eyes too. But you know he can't hear your voice.

Falling to the floor you still realise your in the dark room, Eric’s world still continuing. Your feet feel wet as you pull them to you. But instead of water theirs enough light from the street light shining in the opening of the curtain, that you can tell that it's blood on your hands. Fearing Eric's death at his own hands you leap up to search the body. But instead of finding him you freeze to the spot when you find yourself. Heavy breath above you you look up to find a outline of a man. “Knife in his hand still dripping in the blood of the version of you on the floor. "Who are you?" You cry out shakily in fear hoping death in this world doesn't mean the same out there. The door behind is opened briefly to let in enough light that shows the face of your murderer.

Throat tightening you almost choke when you see Eric’s face looking past you at who ever’s standing behind. "No, No you didn't, why, why when you said you loved me," you cried out in fear as you crawled slightly backwards as you slipped on the blood hitting your head on the floor board.

"Y/N," you hear to your relief Donghun’s voice as you wake up in his arms. "Is she ok?" You hear Sehyoon behind in fear. Your eyes open briefly as you feel lightheaded struggling for focus. But through them you see Eric looking in fear at you. "Why? Why did you kill me?" You whimper as your focus takes him in properly. "No ones killed you don't be dramatic," Donghun said unaware of Eric's presence. "Eric answer me," you demand as you see tears fall down his eyes. "See I told you it's was some ghost called Eric. She said it was her problem ghost," Sehyoon said behind you. "Sorry, sorry," Eric said before allowing himself to disappear.

"Y/N what are you seeing?" Donghun asks shaking you. "He killed me," you whisper unsure what you saw even if you knew enough it wasn't real. "But I know he didn't mean to," you add as he tilts his head down towards you. "Who? this Eric guy?" Donghun asks for confirmation. "We were in love, crazy in love, and then he just killed me, he killed me after he asked for the devil. Wait was I the sacrifice," you splutter out as words was floating around your head, none of it really making sense. "Woah slow down your confusing me," Donghun said out. "But first let's get you off the floor," he said helping you to sit on a chair next to Sehyoon. "What happened, start from the beginning, don't leave anything out," he demands as you and Sehyoon explain the events that unfolded. Donghun stays silent listening occasionally throwing his hand through his hair looking uncomfortable. "Right let's get you something to eat, I will ring Byeongkwan and then we will go through this again,” he said as he looked to Sehyoon. "Thanks for ringing me, but I can handle it from now," he said to him. "Ok, let me know how you are later ok?" He says looking towards you as you smile his way. "No she won't. I knew she was too weak for this all, I don't want her part of this," Donghun ordered. "Donghun," you cried out as he put his hand to you to shhh you. "Ok I won't, I promise. I don’t want her hurt anymore," Sehyoon said standing up looking distraught. "I'll see myself out," he said, taking one look at you before he walked out. "Part of this? I'm already part of this Eric made sure of that," you cry out. "Or have you forgot he's my spirit not Sehyoon's," you add as he leans his head into his hands. "Donghun this is my job to fix this, my job to sort this," you said touching his shoulder as he glances at you. "Y/N your out your depth, this is Changmin and Byeongkwan's area of expertise to sort out,” Donghun says seriously. "But it's not happening to them it's happening to me, like you wanted it to. You were the one that took me to those woods," you shot out as he stood up straight. "And I regret it I truly do, because now you have an vengeful spirit attachment," Donghun says with deep concern laced in his voice. "Eric isn't vengeful," you spat out refusing to believe that despite everything you had witnessed. "Yeah because a friendly ghost pins their victim to the ceiling unconsciously. Takes her god knows where to witness her own future death," he shouts out. "Don't you get it if you saw your own death he's predicting it," Donghun continue shaking with anger. "How can he be vengeful if he’s pre-warning me, he's clearly trying to find a way to stop it happening. Which is easy because I just avoid falling in love with him then it won't happen," you spat out still numb and confused to what you viewed. "Love with him pfft," he added rather annoyed. "Well At least he acknowledged me, so it’s not that hard to think possible," you reply. "He's a ghost Y/N one who keeps hurting you, one we can't read or understand or know anything about him to that fact," Donghun says looking close to losing the will to live. "He has no footprint. No Eric Sohn has ever lived, not one that fits your descriptions," he says his eyes heavily focused on you. "What are you saying he gave me a false name to hide his evil background?" You question as he looks at you with a widened eyes smile, pointing out the obvious. "No, your men just are not talented like you think," you scoff out as he rolled his eyes hitting the table. "You've spent a few minutes in his company and suddenly he's an angel himself. Yet you've known me mostly all your life and can't trust me when I'm saying this is dangerous,” he says leaving words to fail you as silence falls. Enough’s enough we need to find a way to stop these sessions with Eric," Donghun said exhausted. "So no Sehyoon," he demanded.

"You going to remove yourself too?" You question arms folded. "What are you on about?" He asked rolling his eyes your way. "You forget that I've had these experiences with you too, in-fact more with you. You going to ban yourself from seeing me?" You ask as he chuckled mockingly. "As if I’m that lucky," he bit back hurting. "If you see me as the unluck in your life why did you come here then," you questioned hurt. "Because Sehyoon rang me crying in fear because my stupid ass friend was dead on the ceiling. What did you want me to do just go ok thanks for telling me just pray for her," he spat out. "You thought I was dead?" You asked more softly. "No I didn't, sehyoon did," he said more calmer. "But yes my heart did stop when I saw you on that ceiling silent and unconscious," he said looking up at you his hands looking like it wanted to touch you. "Because of Yuchan," he said trying to convince himself more then you. "You worried about me?” you said feeling confident to cup his face. His eyes watery looked your way. "It makes me feel good that you care about me," you whisper feeling the electricity shoot between you both. "I have to care about you I'm responsible for you," he reply's sounding once more like he’s convincing himself. "Please stop putting yourself in danger," he begs as a tear escapes. You press your forehead to his as he lets his hands fall to your shoulders. "I can't lose you too," he whimpers once more in pain. "You won't i promise," you said letting your lips touch his. As confidence you felt was alien to you hit through, you were taken back when he kissed you back. Tongues massaging yours as his hands pulled you closer to him. Hands falling to his back to grab hold of his T-shirt as you lose yourself.

He suddenly pushed you away looking at you with horror. "Sorry Y/N we can't, we shouldn't," he said standing from the chair as your eyes tried to search for his. "Donghun I like you, I always have," you said out unsure what was encouraging you to reveal yourself. "I can't do this," he said walking out the room as you threw your head to the table. What ever confidence you were sure Eric threw into you was in vain to bring your own rejection.

The living room door opened once more. Donghun returning. His eyes glazed over as he stormed towards you. "Fuck it," he growls as his lips hastily and much more desperate hit yours. His deep fierce kisses pushed you towards the walls, your hands falling to his hips as he rolled himself against you. Hands fall to his shirt as you remove in your heated passionate moment. Dragging your teeth down your lips at the naked top half on view. “You like?” he teases as you nod. "My turn," he growls as he pulls on your own as he hums with appreciation as he takes you in. Unzipping himself he pulls out his red angry cock. Your hands go to touch him, but he pulls your hands up above you. His lips taking a fresh amount of kisses before he continues. Pumping himself you let your bottoms fall as he smirks to himself. Flicking a leg behind his hip, his hands rest under the curve of your ass as he places his head by your entrance. Kissing you further he pushes in as you moan into his mouth.

But suddenly the kisses change to slow and tender, his vibe changing completely. His eyes red tinted as his expression switch to Eric's. He thrusts into you with desperation, fast heavy precise thrusts that have you crying in ecstasy. You watch as his view switches back to Donghun and your walls tighten around him. "Your mine," he says in Eric's voice and your torn from the seduction of them both. You should be terrified or scared but instead the view and sound of them both is having your walls choke around him. The difference in both of their moans a blended mixture of heaven to your ears. "Donghun," you cry out as you feel close to the edge. "You know it's me, say my name," Eric says as his face shifts back. "You belong to me, I will get you back to me again, I promise," he threatens. "Cum on this cock," he says nipping your jaw line as you meet his thrusts. "That's my good Princess," he coos as your hand finds his hair. But as they gel through, Donghun's features return. "Let go," he says deeply that has your stomach coil tight. Your high is so near. Lips fall back to your lips as they nip at you, the pitches of his high tells you he's close too. Growling as he fills you up with his warm cum spurs you into yours. Eric grabbing the last feature as your nails grip into his body convulsing violently as you fall apart from your orgasm. "That's right Princess, you came with me remember that," he whispers in to your ear as you lean onto him panting.

Silence fills the air as you both catch your breath. From the tone of his breathing you can tell it's Donghun back. "You should get some rest while I call Byeongkwan," Donghun said into the silence and sweet kisses he made against your crown. You nodded as you watched him get changed handing you your clothes back. "I’ll be outside taking this call ok. Please go to your room and get some sleep, You must be exhausted." He said reassuringly as you nodded. You watched him leave, your body rebelled falling into the wall.

What just happened? Did you sleep with Donghun or Eric? Or was it even both of them? The images Eric took you too earlier coming back to memory. Your mind felt like it was so overwhelmed with everything it couldn't even grasp what was going on. Who was Eric to you? Was Eric your future or was he your past?

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"Byeongkwan we need to do something immediately, he’s going to kill her if we don't," you plead down the phone. "What's happened?" Your friend reply's as you close your eye trying to forget all the things you just saw. "I saw it with my own eyes, he’s going to use her as a sacrifice," Donghun cried out. "Please I can't lose her, we need to save her," you sob down the phone. "It's ok Hyung we got a plan, hold in there," he said reassuringly your way. Looking back towards the door to the house you closed your eyes adjusting to what just happened. You just allowed Eric Sohn to have Sex with the women you loved in your body.

To be continued 31st October

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FRIENDLY REMINDER! STAN A.C.E YOU WON’T REGRET IT❤️❤️

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summary: you can’t get over how thick byeongkwan’s thighs are, but maybe you don’t have to? length: 6,227 pairing: byeongkwan x reader genre: smut, angst, a dash of fluff

You hated to admit it but Kim Byeongkwan was utterly, and incredibly hot.

Yes, he is a fuckboy. No doubt about that, he has slept with more than half the girls here. You've heard all the stories. The girls on campus whispering not so quietly amongst their friends about their wild nights with the one and only Byeongkwan. How he is a sex god in bed and how he made their toes curl or how many times he made them cum, even before they had sex. So there was no denying that he was a playboy, but he is by far the finest guy in your college. His clothes are always accentuating his toned physique. His shiny hair, dyed a nice platinum blonde. His eyes are big and round with a hazel tone in them. His skin is porcelain with no flaws in them whatsoever.. But what really gets you are his thighs.

Yes, his thighs.

But that's not the point here.

The point was that he was driving you absolutely crazy.

Of course you have never talked to the guy, so part of it is your fault. He never did anything to you. Never once been rude or impolite to you. Nothing. It was the plain fact that Byeongkwan made you horny, nearly all the time. But how can he not when he always looks so good? You shake your head at the thought and try to focus on getting out your materials.

Currently, you are in class. It's 9am on a Thursday morning and you can barely keep your eyes open. Students are coming in, half of them barely awake and others look like they are practically sleep-walking. You're in your English-Literature class, one of your least favorites. Not the class but that fact that it's so early and you wish you were still curled up in bed. Everyone probably thinks the same because most take the seats in the back to continue their naps, while you, take a seat near the front. You hear the door open but you keep looking down at your phone, patiently waiting for your professor to arrive. You don't notice the stranger in front of you until they speak up.

"Is this seat occupied?" A male voice asks, causing you to look up and nearly drop your phone. You look at Byeongkwan surprised and open your mouth but no words come up, "is that a no?"

"Yes- I mean no," you manage to stupidly blurt. "I mean- you can sit here."

"Thanks," he smiles, taking the seat next to you and you feel your palms get sweaty, "sorry it's just that all the other seats are taken up."

"That's okay.." you awkwardly smile back and the professor walks in. He drops his briefcase loudly on his stand, causing everyone to wake up and class begins

You have no idea how you managed to survived that class next to Byeongkwan. The second the class was over, you had barely managed to escape that class without making a fool of yourself. Not to mention that every minute you were next to him, you'd catch yourself glancing at him and at his thick thighs. He sported a black, graphic t-shirt with ripped jeans that made his legs look so good. He looked so good. Your mind would drift off to different places, bad places that made your own thighs rub together to ease your heat.

You certainly didn't pay much attention to the professor this time around. Much too distracted by the living greek-god that was sitting next to you. Which sucks because now you have to use your textbooks and write down the notes you missed. You sigh, walking back to your dorm to take a small nap before your next seminar. You needed one to calm your nerves and try to get rid of any thoughts of byeongkwan.

"Hey, wait!"

You turn to the voice and see Byeongkwan jogging up to you. You can feel your heart begin to race and you wonder how you've managed to attract him to you twice. "Uh, yes?" You ask meekly. He smiles and holds out a notebook towards you. Not any notebook, your notebook.

"You left this back in class," he hands it to you and you take it. Looking at your notebook and back at him, "you left in such a rush that you forgot it."

"Oh.." You say shyly, nodding your head, “sorry for making you come all this way."

"No need to, I'm heading up this way anyways but I saw you and thought it'd be better to give it to you now than our next class," Byeongkwan shrugs, and you can't help but mentally moan at the sound of his smooth voice.

"Thank you," you blush, holding the notebook against your chest now.

"Mind if I ask why you were in such a rush?" He questions, an eyebrow raised and you almost gulp when someone interrupts your conversation.

"Kwan-oppa!" A girl comes up to Byeongkwan and engulfs him in a hug. He stumbles back a bit but pats her back. She pulls back and gives him a peck in the cheek. He smiles awkwardly and you look away, contemplating whether to leave or not.

"Hi, Minhee," he says and she smiles.

"How are you oppa?" She asks cutely, grabbing onto his arm and you want to throw up at the use of her aegyo, "are you going to Junhee-oppa's party on Saturday?"

"Of course, how can I not? He's my best friend." He jokes and she giggles at his reaction. You slowly start to back away when Byeongkwan notices you again.

"Are you going Y/N?"

"Y/N?" Minhee asks confused before she sees you and raises an eyebrow, “who is she?"

"Ah Minhee, meet Y/N," Byeongkwan introduces you two. You're completely surprised that he knows your name, "she's in my E-LIT class."

"Nice to meet you," you say, but she eyes you before glancing at Byeongkwan. She returns her gaze to you and a fake smile plasters on her face. "Nice to meet you too. Wow, you are so pretty!"

"Thanks?" You say, unsure. He smiles before asking you again, "you're going to Junhee's party right?"

"Ah, no.. I don't really know him."

"Aw well that's too bad, isn't it oppa?" She fakes a pout and you mentally glare at her.

"Yeah," he actually frowns but then a smile plasters on his face, “you should come, I'll personally invite you."

"O-Oh, you don't have to-"

"Please, be my guest," Byeongkwan insists nicely and you can't help but melt inside. "Okay.."

"Great!" He grins, turning to Minhee, "right? Everything works out!"

"Yep," She smiles painfully but then she wraps her arm around his causing you to clench the notebook in your hands.

"So I'll see you Saturday?" He asks and you can't help but nod, "good! Bye Y/N!"

"Bye-" Before you can finish, Minhee drags your crush out of there and you're left speechless.

What did you just get yourself into?

"He really invited you?" Your best friend Seulgi, exclaimed. You nodded sheepishly and she squealed in delight, “and you're going, right?"

"Ah, I don't know Seulgi.."

"What?" She frowns, confused now, “your living wet dream just invited you to a party where you just might get some action and you're going to turn it down?" You quickly cover her mouth and hush her, embarrassed at the dirty but truthful words.

"I just don't think I should go," you simply shrug, "I won't know anyone there or have anyone to talk to."

"Hey, I'll be there." She protests and you roll your eyes at her, “you'll also be making out with Donghun by the end of the night." She blushes at your retaliation. Donghun and her are currently a thing. Not sure what kind, whether they're talking, friends with benefits or anything.. But you don't question her because it's really none of your business.

"Please Y/N," Seulgi whines and tugs at your arm. You shrug her off but she wraps her arms around you and attempts to use her aegyo on you.

"Okay! Okay!" You scrunch up your nose, pulling her off of you, “anything to stop that wretched noise."

She laughs, smacking you on the shoulder slightly. "Besides," she smirks, "if byeongkwan is there, I'm sure you won't be doing any talking." She wiggles her eyebrows which makes you gasp in embarrassment and throw a pillow at her.

"Seulgi!"

It's friday afternoon now, you're in the campus library trying to write down the notes you missed in class. You're trying your best to make sense of the notes but your mind keeps drifting off to byeongkwan. His delicious body, his sweet lips, his strong arms and legs-

You groan a bit too loudly and a bunch of students shush you. You shrink in your chair and mumble an apology. You shake your head and try avoid those thoughts. Maybe you needed a break. You'd been here for almost an hour and you hadn't even had dinner yet. Getting up quietly, you saunter outside the library to find a vending machine to ease your growling stomach. You see one at the end of the hall and immediately jog to it.

Pressing the button for an energy bar, it comes as a total of one dollar. In hopes of having money, you try to fish out a dollar from your bag. You bite your lip and mentally groan when you realize you left your wallet at your dorm. A hand places a bill inside the vending machine, making you look up at the person.

"Byeongkwan," your eyes widen, "h-hi."

"Hi Y/N," he sweetly smiles, leaning down and picking up the energy bar before handing it to you, “in need of a snack?"

"Oh yeah.. Thank you, you didn't have to do that though," you blush.

"Don't mention it," he chuckles, shaking his hair lightly into place and you wish you could run your hands through it, “what are you up to?"

"Studying," you say and glance at his attire quickly. He looks good, per usual. This time sporting a long sleeve and a pair of basketball shorts that give you a look of his muscular legs, "for E-LIT.. Missed some notes."

Okay good, you're finally acting normal.

"Oh really?" He asks. “Well, if you want you can borrow my notes."

"Really?" You raise your eyebrows. "I mean.. I wouldn't want to be a bother." He chuckles at your reaction before shaking his head. "Nonsense, you can ask for them whenever. I'll bring them to you the next time I see you, okay?"

"Okay.." You smile.

"Do you think I could get your number?" He asks, scratching the back of his neck and a tint of pink scattered across his cheeks, “so I can find you and lend you my notebook of course."

"O-Oh sure,” you stutter, pulling out your phone and handing it to him. He puts his number in and calls his phone. His phone starts to ring and he hangs up, handing back your phone.

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow,” Byeongkwan grins but his statement throws you off.

"Tomorrow?"

"The party,” he suddenly winks, walking backwards. Finally remembering, you nod. He waves goodbye and you shyly do the same. When he finally is out of your sight, a sigh escapes you. Why, oh why is he so hot?

"I am so not wearing this," you screech, walking out of the bathroom, “not in a million years."

"Oh come Y/N! You look hot!" Seulgi whines. She thought it would be a good idea to pick your outfits. She chose to wear a grey, short and tight fitting dress that made her body look even better than it is. Meanwhile she chose to make you wear a white cropped v-neck shirt and a leather mini skirt that made you feel like a hooker.

"Yeah and I also look like I work at hooters," you cringe as you look at your outfit, "maybe this means I shouldn't go."

"L/N Y/N, you are going to that party even if I have to drag you there myself!” She threatens, slipping on her leather jacket over her dress.

"It's not like Byeongkwan will notice me anyways," you quietly mumble, playing with the end of your skirt, "he has so many girls pining after him, why would he want me?"

It was true. Every girl wanted to be with him, whether it meant a one night stand, a relationship or even a casual fuck. Why would he choose you when he could have someone as gorgeous and sexy as Minhee?

"You're beautiful Y/N, you are the most amazing and hottest girl on campus," Seulgi frowns at your words, "anyone would be lucky to be with you.. even byeongkwan."

Her words cause you to smile and you shove her away playfully. "Fine, you cheesy person.” She cheers but you cut her off, "only if I choose what to wear." Seulgi pouts but nods her head and you head back into your closet to pick your outfit.

Settling for a graphic tee and high waisted jean shorts with some high heeled boots, you apply a bit more make-up than usual and Seulgi curls your hair the way you liked. You smile at the results and you feel a bit more relaxed.

You both decide to leave an hour later. The house the party is at is huge, possibly hundreds of people scattered all across the house and more entering the front door. The place is booming with loud music inside and hollering from the already drunk people. Your mind starts to drift to him and you begin to really think about running away now. Far, far away from here when suddenly, you feel a buzz in your pocket.

Pulling out your phone, your eyes widen at the text.

unknown: hey it's byeongkwan.. here yet?

You bite your lip, quickly typing up a response.

you: just got here.

"Let's go have some fun!" Seulgi exclaims and drags you inside the party. The scent of booze, humidity and peer-pressure hits you all at once when you enter the place. You look around, noticing everyone's attire and instantly regret changing into other clothes. Every girl here is dressed to impress in their sexiest clothes while you're rather casual. Most of them look at you strangely but you focus your attention back at Seulgi and how she immediately heads to the refreshments table in the kitchen.

"Want a shot? Tequila or vodka?" She asks, serving herself a drink.

"I think I'll just start off with a beer," you shake your head and she boos at your choice but hands you a cup anyways. You take a sip of your cup, pulling out your phone to see if you have any more messages.

bk: where are you right now?

You hold back a smile and respond back.

you: kitchen.

"God Y/N, leave your phone alone for one second and enjoy the party!" She groans, pulling your attention away from your device and pulls you into the living room. You're greeted by none other than Donghun and another tall guy with white, shaggy hair. Seulgi immediately blushes and smiles at them, but more towards her lover.

"Hi guys," Donghun grins, wrapping an arm around her shoulder, "when you'd get here?"

"About 5 minutes ago,” she smiles flirtatiously.

"Only five minutes in and already drinking? Wow, you sure haven't changed Seulgi,” the stranger jokes, causing Seulgi to gasp and push his shoulder lightly.

"Oh shut up Junhee!” So this was the Junhee.

"Anyways this is Y/N, my friend,” Seulgi introduces you to him and he smiles, waving a hand at you.

"Nice to meet you," Junhee grins, "BK invited you right?"

"Uh, yeah.." you say shyly.

"He made it pretty clear he did," he chuckles, "you guys close?"

"No, not really.. Why?"

"No reason, he just kept talking about you these past few days,” he smirks. Seulgi gives you a knowing look and you lightly elbow her.

"Must be because we have class together.."

"We have class together too.." Donghun grins, pulling Seulgi closer, “don’t we Seulgi?"

"I bet she still doesn't pay attention though," Junhee mocks, causing her to curse at him, “she used to make me help her in math, like all the time."

The conversation keeps going but rather than listening, you quietly check your phone.

bk: where are you now? seems like i'm on a scavenger hunt.

You giggle at his remark and type away.

you: living room.

You look up again and continue to listen to their conversation but get bored quickly. You simply look around and watch as different people dance, drink, make-out with others and just conversate. You take a sip of your drink and notice that you ran out.

"I'm going to get another drink,” you say to Seulgi and she nods, averting her gaze back to Donghun. You roll your eyes and head back to kitchen. After serving yourself another cup of the booze, you check your phone but you're disappointed to see that Byeongkwan hadn't replied. Frowning, you take a another sip and shrug, making your way back to Seulgi. You look around for her but she isn't anywhere in sight.

"Great," you mumble, all alone now, "why am I not surprised."

You wonder if maybe you should leave. Seulgi is off with her boy toy while Byeongkwan seems to be busy. Plus you knew nobody here. So what was the point? You sigh, deciding that if you're going to be here, might as well explore the place. You walk past the crowd of teens on the dance floor and into a semi-empty hallway. This place was most definitely huge. Is this a fraternity house? You notice a plaque on the wall that say Kappa Phi Stigma.

You continue to walk until you reach a staircase and decide to climb it. Looking at all the different medals and certificates on the walls distracts you that you nearly bump into a couple making out. You spurt out an apology and quickly run up the stairs in embarrassment when you feel to need to pee.

"Oh great,” you say, looking at all the different doors and trying to open a few but sadly, they're all locked. You go for the door at the end of the hall and mentally cheer as the knob turns all the way. You practically burst in but stop in place when you see Byeongkwan sitting on the toilet seat and Minhee on his lap. They both stare at you, a look of annoyance on Minhee's face while Byeongkwan looks surprised with a hint of guilt. You stand there for a few seconds, shocked before you snap out of it.

"S-Sorry,” you apologize quickly, trying to get away as fast as possible.

"Wait Y/N!" Byeongkwan calls but you slam the door shut.

You run to the first door you can and luckily it's unlocked. Closing the door behind you, you lock it and lean against the door quietly. You hear the bathroom door open and Minhee calls out Byeongkwan’s name before the door slams shut once again. You hear loud footsteps pass your door and you hold your breath. When the footsteps fade away and you assume that he's gone, you slide down the door and let a few angry tears fall.

You were right. Of course he wouldn't want to be with someone like you. Someone as boring looking as you were no match to the extravagant Minhee, or any other girl here. You were simply Y/N to him, the boring girl from his English class and that's all you'd ever be. You sniff and wipe away your tears but more fall down.

You don't know how long you sit in the room. Possibly an hour has passed and you still sit in the same spot. You can hear the music booming from downstairs but your head feels numb and all you want to do is leave. You get up from your spot on the floor, taking a big gulp from your neglected cup and wipe under your eyes. You check yourself in the nearby mirror of the college boy who sleeps here and make sure you look decent enough.

Opening the door quietly, you look out to make sure no one is there and walk out the room. You head downstairs, in hopes of finding Seulgi and getting the hell out of there. You sneak past a bunch of people, avoiding all the couples and try to find Seulgi. You look around, seeing unfamiliar faces when you catch Byeongkwan’s gaze across the living room and your eyes widen. "Y/N!" You turn around and try to make a run for it. But suddenly, you're blocked by all the dancing lunatics and curse yourself for coming here in the first place.

You see an opening in between a group and you try to make your way through when a hand grabs your arm. Spinning you around, you make eye-contact with Byeongkwan. Your eyes are wide while his are frantic. Despite the situation, he still look so dämn attractive. He has on a graphic tshirt, with a backwards dad-hat and a pair of black jeans.

"Can I talk to you?" Byeongkwan pleads, “privately?"

You're not sure why but you feel yourself nodding and he visibly sighs in relief. Rather than letting you go, he holds on your hand instead, pulls you out of the living room and back upstairs. You're climbing up the stairs and it's like you're living a dream, despite the circumstances. He heads into a room, not the one you were pathetically crying in earlier luckily, and closes the door behind him.

You stand there awkwardly, looking around and notice that this is his room. His room is rather nice for a college boy. A clean, well made bed with a few pieces of furniture and posters around. A picture frame on his nightstand of himself and his fraternity brothers. You divert you gaze back at him and notice his distressed state.

"Look, I know what you saw out there but it wasn't what it looked like. I wasn't hooking up with Minhee. We were just talking but she suddenly came onto me and I had no idea what to do," he explains, and you're surprised as to why he's doing this, “then you came in and ran away before I could explain myself."

"Oh," you utter quietly, biting your lip, "why are you telling me this though?"

"Because you didn't let me tell you before-"

"I know that," you interrupt, “but you don't need to explain yourself.. We're not dating or anything."

"Well yeah," he frowns at the floor and you don't know if you should have said that, “but I-I just.."

He looks hurt at your words and suddenly, it seems to all click. All the helping, the talking, the texts, it all pops up into your head.

"Do you like me Byeongkwan?" His head looks up and he seems shocked.

"How'd you know?"

"Do you?" You ask again, walking towards him. He nods shyly, his cheeks starting to blush and you smile.

"I like you too." You confess, and his eyes widen. "You do..?" You nod and now you're in front of him.

"I actually like you a lot,” you whisper, looking up at him. He looks down at your lips and back at your eyes. He seems to be battling with himself internally so you decide to take initiative and press your lips against his. His lips are smooth and plush against your own. Your mouth moves slowly against his and you wrap your arms around his neck. You feel his hands snake around your waist and he pulls you into him. Licking his bottom lip, you are granted with access as he tries to dominate your mouth with his tongue causing you to moan.

He kisses you skillfully and you feel like you're flying. He slips his hands under you shirt and grips your bare waist before moving them behind your thighs, picking you up with ease. You wrap your legs around his waist and he leans you both against a wall. You continue to kiss each other for a few more moments when he pulls away and begins to kiss down your neck.

He nips at the flesh and it makes you moan softly. "Kwannie," you sigh and he hums against your neck, adding a few lovebites on it. He continues to kiss down your neck to your collarbones and back up before meeting your lips again. You kiss back with passion and bite his lower lip which makes the most delicious sound come from him.

He finally moves back and takes you to his bed, dropping you carefully on it. You kiss without stopping as he leans over you. You pull him as close as possible, accidentally tip the hat off his head and run your fingers through his soft locks. You feel his fingers dance up your thighs and instinctively, you grind against the now forming bulge in his pants. He moans in your mouth and you love the sound so much that you do it again. You move your hips upwards and he groans some more. He begins to grind his bulge against your clothed heat and it flicks against your clit deliciously.

"Fuck Y/N," byeongkwan pulls away and you take the moment to push him onto the bed and straddle him. You start to grind against him again, loving every single noise that slips from him and how it stimulates your heat. His head tips back and he grabs your hips, guiding you back and forth. You moan as the zipper of his jeans rubs against your heat and bite your lip.

He tugs at the hem of your shirt and you pull it over your head, your lace bra in display. You lean back down and go back to kissing his sweet lips. His mouth moves against yours perfectly and he suddenly sits up. He pulls away briefly, pulling on the collar of his shirt before tugging up and removing it in one go. His pale, hard abs come into view and you practically drool. "God, you're so hot,” you mumble out and he grabs your chin before attacking your mouth. You tangle your hands in his hair once again and he unbuttons your jean shorts. Before he can unzip, you pull away and take his hands off of you.

"Something wrong?" He asks, worried. His lips are red and plump, hair all messed up and there's a hint of sheen on his body. He looks absolutely ravishing and you can't help but lick your lips.

"No," you shake your head, "I just want to suck your dick first."

"Fuck," he mutters and quickly unbuckles his belt. You help him out by unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. He pulls down his pants, kicking them off and you see the bulge in his boxers. You lean down, mouthing at his clothed manhood and Byeongkwan moans out. You continue to lick and suck at it before looking up at him, who looks already out of breath. You pull away and finally stick your fingers underneath the band. Pulling down all the way, his dick smacks against his stomach and you can't wait to have it in your mouth.

He's long and hard, with a nice red tip. His girth is so thick that you wonder what isn't thick about this man. You move down his thighs before wrapping your fingers around the base of his cock. You lick at the tip, making sure to keep eye-contact with him. He softly moans out as you lick up a long stripe from his balls to his tip. You carefully suck at the tip, running your tongue around it. His thighs clench at the stimulation and you feel yourself get wetter and wetter. Slowly, you move down and take him in bit by bit. You bob your head up and down, making sure to see his reactions. You suck harder which makes him moan.

"Jesus you suck my cock so good,” he moans out, his eyes squeezed shut and you hum a thank you. His fingers tangle in your hair, “taking my dick so well baby."

His words go straight to your heat, dampening your already wet panties some more. You continue to suck him, running your tongue all around him and deep-throating him whenever you could. You bring one hand down to his balls and massage them which makes him grip your hair.

"Yes baby, fuck,” Byeongkwan groans, his other hand clutching the sheets, “you’re going to make me cum if you keep doing that."

You pull away at that and Byeongkwan tries to catch his breath. You wipe at your mouth and he instantly kisses you. His hands go behind your back to your bra and he skillfully unclips it. You pull the material off your chest and his lips latch on one of your perky nipples.

"Byeongkwan,” you moan out, tugging at his blonde strands. He licks and nibbles on one before moving to the other. He uses a hand to massage your other brëast so it doesn't feel neglected and you let out breathy moans. He smiles at your reaction and pulls away. He pecks your lips softly before turning you over and laying you down.

Pulling down your shorts, he drags your ruined panties with them and licks at two of his fingers. He instantly rubs your clit softly with them, causing you to moan loudly. You whimper at his touch and try to close your legs from the stimulation but he pries your legs apart. He dips a finger inside and you moan out as he pumps it in and out of you.

"Oh god,” you moan out, clutching the sheets underneath you. He slips another finger in and picks up speed. Your curls start to curl at the pleasure and he smirks. He pulls out suddenly which you're about to protest at but then he puts his fingers in his mouth. He closes his eyes and moans at the taste. It is the hottest thing you have ever seen and it makes you heat ache even more.

"You taste absolutely delicious,” he winks at you. You would ask to have more foreplay with any other partner but you can't help but want him already. You dreamt of this for the longest that if you don't have him now, you just might die.

"Fuck me,” you whisper and his eyes darken.

"That's what my baby wants?" He questions, his voice dropping down an octave or two. You nod and he tsks, "I need to hear you beg."

"Please fuck me kwan,” you whimper, “I need you so bad. I need your dick inside of me."

He growls at your words and leans over to kiss you. You moan against his mouth and run your hand down to massage his length. He tugs down his boxers all the way and leans over to find a condom inside his drawer. You grab his hand and shake your head.

"I'm on the pill.." he nods and pecks your lips before getting into position.

He sits on the back of his thick thighs and grabs himself from the base leading his length to your entrance. He teases you slightly by rubbing his tip against your clit and you whine. He bites his lip as he begins to push in and you whimper at the fullness you begin to feel. Byeongkwan moans out as you wrap around him tightly and you've never felt so full in your life.

When he's finally all the way in, he leans back over you and slowly begins to move his hips. You look into each other's eyes and he looks absolutely breathtaking.

"You're so fucking tight," he groans, slowly but surely picking up speed. You clutch at his back, whimpers escaping your lips, “so fucking good."

"Byeongkwan," you gasp out, wrapping your legs around his waist, "faster, please."

He kisses your lips, pumping into you much faster now. The bed begins to creak and you can feel the way his thick cock moves inside of you. You're moaning loudly now but you could care less about anyone hearing you. All you care about is how good he is fucking you.

"Oh god Y/N," he groans out, thrusting hard. "your pussy was made for me, goddamn."

You moan out as he pounds into you, his balls smacking against your ass with each thrust. He slows down his pace all of a sudden and grinds into you in slow circles that have you seeing stars. Now you know why all these girls talk about him so much, because he really was a sex god in bed. He pumps back hard into before returning to the grinding and you feel overwhelming pleasure. He is doing you so good that you don't know if you've ever felt this good.

"Yes kwannie, oh fuck,” you manage to gasp out. "ngh-"

He continues to fuck into you, grabbing your breasts and kneading them. He places kisses all over your neck and it all feels so good that you could cry. The pleasure builds up and you can feel yourself climbing up the ladder to your climax. As if sensing this, he licks his thumb and begins to rub your clit. You hiss at the contact as he nearly brings you there.

"You wanna cum babe?" Byeongkwan asks, thrusting into you with every word, "cum for me Y/N, cum all over my cock."

You're so close that you can taste it and as he starts to apply more pressure onto your heat, you're put over the edge. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, fuck-" you whimper, your eyes squeezing shut and your back arches from the bed as your orgasm hits you. Your legs shake from how hard you come and you feel it in waves. Byeongkwan moves slowly to help out your high before he stops and lets you catch your breath.

He pulls out suddenly, and quickly turns you over, on your hands and knees. He gets into position behind you before pushing back into you. He moves slowly, then returns to his usual pounding that makes you whine from the oversensitivity but there is a tinge of pleasure in it. You can no longer feel your arms or legs, your body way too overwhelmed from all the pleasure. His thrusts become erratic and you know he's close by how loudly he's moaning.

You take all the energy you have left to prop yourself up until your back meets his chest and you wrap your left arm around his neck. He kisses your lips passionately before moving down your neck. He fumbles with your breast, trying to chase after his high. You moan out to him and nibbles on your shoulder.

"Cum for me ‘kwan,” you purr in his ear, "cum inside of me baby."

"F-Fuck, I'm so close," Byeongkwan stammers, his thick thighs smacking against your ass.

"Come on baby," you coo. "fill me up."

He pounds into you faster than ever before he reaches his end and he comes in a long, loud moan. He holds onto you strongly, his hips pushed against your ass hard. His eyes are squeezed shut and you have never seen someone so beautiful. He pumps into you slowly, riding out his high and comes to a halt. He slumps against your shoulder and you both try to catch your breath.

Sweat covers the both of you and you feel exhausted. He kisses your shoulder after a few moments and you take that as a cue to lay down in the bed. He stands up, grabbing a small towel from his closet and wipes his release away that now runs down your thighs. After disposing of it, he crashes next to you and for some reason, you feel at peace. Byeongkwan pulls you towards him and you rest your head on his chest, looking up at him.

"You were amazing,” he tiredly smiles, petting your tangled hair.

"You weren't so bad yourself,” you joke, looking down and running your finger in circles on his chest. He watches your movements before he grabs onto your hand and intertwines your fingers together. You look as he raises them and kisses the back of your hand.

"I hope you know this means you're my girl," byeongkwan grins, and you blush, "that is, if you want to be?"

"I'd love to,” you smile back and he pecks your lips softly. He suddenly smacks your butt playfully and wraps his arms around you.

"Rest up champ,“ he smirks, "we're going to need all the energy we can for round two tomorrow."

a/n: I made this on wattpad like 3 years ago and ive clearly updated it to his current name but if you see jason lol sorry im fucking blind

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httphyucks · 4 years

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where are my a.c.e writers at? i’m in the process of making a network !!

#a.c.e scenarios #a.c.e drabbles #a.c.e fics #a.c.e reactions #a.c.e smut #a.c.e fluff #a.c.e angst #a.c.e edits #a.c.e donghun #a.c.e wow #a.c.e byeongkwan #a.c.e chan #i hope there isn’t already an active one just for writers :(

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whattodowithkpop · 4 years

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Winner Takes All [Chapter Four] (Jun and Donghun)

Title: Winner Takes All

Pairing: Jun (A.C.E) x Reader x Donghun (A.C.E)

Genre: Fluff; Slight Angst

Word Count: 8.7K Words [All Chapters]

Writer: Kpopmadness & Whattodowithkpop

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The princess takes a deep breath as she focuses on her target in front of her, her mind swimming from the events of a few days ago. She still couldn’t decide if kissing Jun was the smartest thing she had done, or the dumbest. And she knew her family wanted her to marry. And who better to marry than Jun?

With her and Donghun’s tournament only a few days away, she knew she had to buckle down and practice. Not that much was needed to begin with. But trying to be one with her bow and arrow helped quiet her raging thoughts.

“You know, the last time i saw a women with a bow and arrow,” a familiar deep voice said from beside her, “She was crazy and was out to kill me.”

The princess rolled her eyes and turned to meet Donghun’s eyes, a cocky smile plastered on his face that made her heart flutter. Which only added to her confusion.

“Haven’t seen you in a few days.” The princess says, letting the arm that held the bow fall briefly.

Donghun shrugged, “After a joust your muscles are sore and tight. It can make you feel slightly unwell.”

The princess nodded but thought he didn’t particularly look sick.

“I’m sorry to hear that.” She said cooly. Then decided to add, “Just out of curiosity, has anyone ever taught you bedside manner?” She shot at him playfully before turning her attention back to the target, which consisted of a hay-bail with red paint on it.

She had just drawn back the bow string when Donghun answered nonchalantly, “Manners i’ve never really mastered.”

There was a pause, making the princess assume he was done talking as she pulled a little tighter on the string.

“But manners in the bedroom i have mastered.” Donghun whispered in her ear.

The princess let out a small screech as her arrow went flying and completely missed her target and landed on the ground several feet away. She hadn’t heard him come up behind her.

She turned on her heel to face him, mad he had messed up her aim. Her face flushed red when she realized how close he was to her. His face was only inches from hers, his breath could be felt fanning down her neck.

“Did i scare you, princess?” He asked, a deep chuckle coming from his chest.

The princess meant to pull away, but something kept her grounded in place. His dark eyes seemed to hold a hypnotizing affect to them. She found herself resting a hand on his broad chest as he placed both his hands on her hips.

“Tell me something princess,” Donghun says quietly as he brings his head down closer to her. His nose starting to trace down her neck gently causing her to grip his shirt tightly and a shiver to go down her spine.

“Do I intimidate you?” He whispers, his mouth grazing her skin as he talked.

“Intimate isn’t exactly the right word.” The princess answered breathlessly. A part of her mind screaming at her to pull away but the other half begging her to stay.

“Then what is the right word?” Donghun asks, his eyes meeting hers as his hands wrap around her a little tighter.

“Intrigue is a start.” She answered, meet his eyes evenly but feeling her face warm.

Donghun’s lips quirk up into a smirk before stepping away from her. The distance made the princess realize she had been holding her breath.

“I think our little game will prove to be very interesting.” Donghun states as he turns and walks away, leaving her heart pounding in her chest and her head light.

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The day of the tournament arrived. With people crowding the bleachers to watch the game between knight and princess.

The princess searched the bleachers for Jun but felt her heart sink upon not seeing him anywhere.

Not seeing Jun worried her, she had hoped to talk to him before the match. But she was forced to push those thoughts from her mind and focused on the tournament.

"Ladies and gentlemen," The announcer called loudly to the crowd, getting their attention. "The royal family would like to welcome you and thank you for coming to this sudden archery match."

The crowd let out a cheer, making the princess smile slightly. She caught Donghun staring at her from the corner of her eye. Making her stand up straighter. Her dark dress was accompanied by a black leather corset that was tied securely around the outside of her dress. Causing it to highlight the curve through her waist and hips. Suddenly her choice of fashion felt like a mistake with Donghun being there.

"Our princess was challenged by the winner of our recent jousting contest." The announcer continued, "Shall we see the noble knight put back in his place?"

The crowd let out a loud cheer in response, making it Donghun's turn to smile.

"Your people love you." Donghun said, coming to stand beside her.

The princess gave him a smile, "Be gentle on me then. I would hate to have them riot and send you to jail for beating me."

Donghun gave her a wink before bending down and kissing her hand, "No promises, princess." Then he walked off a few feet from her to take up her bow and arrows.

The white flag dropped, meaning the tournament had begun. The princess was the first to go. She steadied her breath as she drew the bow back and took her aim. The noise of the crowd and Donghun's teasing eyes dropping away from her focus until she saw only the target. When she let go of the string it grazed her cheek gently before the arrow was sent souring through the air and hitting a perfect bullseye.

The crowd cheered and Donghun clapped his hands as he called, "Not bad, princess."

She put her bow down and watched his turn. His shoulders were strong and his hand steady as he pulled the bow string back until it couldn't go back any further. His blonde hair was tied up in a loose bun again, his dark, sharp eyes focusing on the target in front of him.

When he let go he also hit a perfect bullseye the princess couldn't help but smile. She had shot arrows with others before but none were quite as good of shots as he was.

"Not bad." She called back to him, still smiling.

Donghun smiled at her widely before stating, "One round down, ten more to go."

The rounds went on and on for some time. Each the princess and Donghun had three arrows to shoot if they missed their target with the first arrow. Then they were required to walk across and get their shot arrows and bring them back to their original position. At one point when they went to get their arrows the princess was walking slightly ahead of Donghun when she felt a few of his fingers brush against her lower back, making her back arch slightly.

The last round arrived, this time the target was placed even further away, making it harder. This was the round the princess had been treading, she was a good shot up until the target go too far away. Then it was much harder for her.

She shot her three arrows but only one landed near the center. Meaning she was the winner unless Donghun got a perfect bullseye. Donghun drew his bow string back and shot off the first two arrows, both missing the target. The princess held her breath as he drew the last arrow. The crowd went silent as well, holding their breath.

Then the arrow flies through the air, time seems to slow as the princess watches it land and hit the target. A perfect bullseye.

The crowd is silent for a moment before cheers erupt and the princess feels herself shaking her head but smiling. Donghun sets his bow and arrow to one side before walking over to her,

"Remember our deal?" He asks, a smirk on his lips.

"Yes. Looks like I have a dinner date tonight." She says, her voice staying cool.

Donghun smiles down at her, his eyes boring into hers as he says evenly, "You're mine for the night."

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The night is cool as the princess walks up the steps of the house that had been turned into a place for occasions such as these. Her hair had been pulled back neatly accompanied with star like glitter decorated through her light colored hair. Her red dress sparkled in the candle light as she stepped into the royal house. She still searched for Jun in the crowd even though before she had gotten ready her father had told her he wouldn't be able to make it.

She didn't have time to dwell on it long, because she felt a hand take her arm as a voice said beside her, "You outdid yourself for me, princess."

The princess turned to see Donghun in a red tunic that matched her dress. A assortment of star like glitter had been applied in a trail up her neck and littered through his pulled back medium length hair.

The princess had to shake her head a little to clear her wondering thoughts before answering, "I made a deal with you. I may as well look good keeping my deal."

Donghun smirked sinfully at her, showing white teeth behind his full lips. Making the princess's heart flutter in her chest slightly. Jun forgotten.

Donghun held out his arm to her, which she took just as the bell rang calling the guests in for dinner. Donghun pulled her chair out for her and then sat down beside her. Their table was a few feet away from the rest of the guests and they were the only ones at the table. Since they were the honorary guests. Which for some reason made her feel nervous and she was glad when the food starting to be served to occupy her mind.

As dessert was served the princess sat back in her chair slightly and watched as the rest of the guests continued eating and chatting happily.

"You know," Donghun whispers in her ear, making her jump. "You really are a good shot. I was very impressed."

The princess turns to meet his eyes, his face only inches from her. "You impressed me also." She continues honestly, "I've seen few people with only a few years of practice be as good a shot as you. But i shouldn't be so surprised. You do joust after all."

Donghun nods his head before scooting his chair a little closer to her as he says, "Jousting has a certain amount of aim to it. So when i took up archery it just felt natural to me."

The princess nodded her head in response. She couldn't stop herself from blurting out, "And your prize with jousting is probably much better than your prize has been for winning an archery contest."

Donghun quirked an eyebrow as he ran a few fingers down her arm and asked deeply, "Why would you assume that?"

The princess sucked in a breath when his hand continued down her arm until it hit her thigh. His fingers tracing patterned on her dress. His touch surprisingly sparking a feeling in her chest. A feeling that she wanted him to keep touching her. She ran a finger across the back of his hand, her touch making him tense slightly.

"I am only yours for the evening. What's the benefit in that?" She asked.

Donghun smirked at her as he rubbed his had down her leg. "Oh Princess, you think so little of me."

The princess met his eyes as she asked breathlessly, "How so?" Her heart pounding in her chest.

Donghun had slowly been wadding her dress up until he came to the end of the dress and his fingers touched her bare skin. The princess let out a small gasp but kept her eyes locked with his.

"Trophies are only material things. They can be lost or stolen. But since i met you and saw you drive a dagger between a fellow knights fingers, i knew you would be the greatest prize. One that i have come to value more than any golden trophy."

The princess let out a breath when his hand squeezed her thigh lightly making her breath hitch.

"Donghun..." She said between breaths, her tone meaning to be a warning but coming out a whimper.

"Princess..." Donghun whispered deeply, his breath fanning across her neck.

The princess smirked and took the hand that he had on her thigh and let a few fingers trace up his sleeve, her nails lightly digging into his arm and down to his palm, making him suck in a breath as his eyes went glassy.

"You're awfully good with your words, sir knight." She whispered, using his formal title.

Donghun opened his mouth to reply when music started playing, making all the guests stand up and circle around the large dance floor.

Donghun pulled his hand away from her and stood up, extending his hand again as he asks, "Dance with me?"

The princess smiled, her face still felt hot from seconds ago but she stood on shaky legs and took his hand as he lead her to the dance floor. The music started to play an upbeat tune as everyone fell into place. Donghun placed a hand around her waist and held her close against his body as they spun around the dance floor. Time forgotten in that moment as it began to feel like just the two of them on the dance floor.

Donghun led her through two dances before he stopped, the music fading. His face was red and his eyes sparkled as he put a hand under her chin and leaned down and kissed her cheek gently. His lips warm and soft against her cheek. His action making a few gasps come from on lookers. But as he pulled away slowly his dark eyes meet hers, what people thought didn’t seem to matter.

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