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Fan art: EUN JIWON

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The first day of shooting ends. The contestants get closer thanks to a fun work dinner, when Dara discovers why Min looked so familiar. 

• chapter 12 – sunflower.

an. i’m finally back from and endless hiatus. ngl, it’s always hard to resume writing after so long. disclaimer! I have no idea how a real tarot reading works, but I wanted to included it as i found it fun. enjoy! 

Her soft panting got gradually more and more present, no matter how hard she kept it in. “Are you okay?”. Jiwon couldn’t help but ask one more time. “It’s you who told me… to let out the true crazy”. “That! It’ll all be useless if you get hurt”. “B-but!—“, Dara cut off her rebuttal as her attention shifted somewhere else; Min and Hyuk suddenly appeared beside them, quickly gaining ground over the suffering duo. She glanced at the curly actor; her body tensed up inexplicably. She was sure she’d seen him before, but where? “Ugh— we HAVE to win!”, Dara whined, voicing Jiwon’s exact thoughts. “You got this! Keep a suitable pace for you, we’ll gain ground at the next section”.   . “T-that’s crazy! Isn’t Sandara going at a faster pace?”, Sook widened her eyes at the incredible scene. “They seemed to comfort each other a lot, despite the unfavorable situation”. “Isn’t that what a power duo is supposed to do?”.

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Jiwon held onto her tight. Just how badly did she want to win to do something so reckless? Her determination felt refreshing, nonetheless. A part of him started to respect her even more.

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“The first teams to arrive to the finish line are: Team Min-Hyuk leading, Team EunDara second and Team Goeun-Jongwon last. The other teams are automatically out!”. The large race flag waved triumphantly at the side of the line just crossed by exhausted the contestants.

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Jiwon carefully helped himself off of Sandara’s back and immediately pulled her into a celebratory hug, both taken over a rush of sudden excitement.

“We made it!”.

They jumped up and down, screaming victory before realizing how close they actually were to each other, suddenly pulling away from the embrace with some awkwardness.

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“You’re way stronger than me”. The all smiley Jiwon didn’t even realize how proud he looked as he helped his partner fix her shirt. She kissed her flexed bicep. “I told you Hwangssabu-nim is the best! It’s all thanks to him”. “We would’ve been eliminated if it wasn’t for you. I told you to trust my judgement”.

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[later that day]

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“Don’t blame me, okay? This dinner was organized last minute… I just thought you wouldn’t care about joining, afterall… you hate work dinners. What makes this one different?”, Jiwon’s manager spoke up, heaving yet another sigh of frustration towards his own client as he carefully parked the car a few metres after the anonymous restaurant. “Nothing’s different“. The signature flowery scent hit his nose before her small figure could even enter his vision.

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“Oh- Jiwon oppa, you came?”. Dara’s sulk lit up into a slight smile as soon as he entered. “Yes, Dohyun was kind enough to drive me here in a hurry”. The watery eyes, stiff posture; Dara clearly looked upset, it was impossible for him not to notice when he was looking at her so closely. “Are you okay?”, His voice suddenly softened. He realized he asked her that question so many times that day. She just nodded and led the new guests to the table where the lively dinner was already taking place

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“I must be very late, am I not?”. Cho-PD’s face broke into a contented smile at the arrival of the precious contestant. “You’ve finally joined us!”.

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“I thought I was the last one to arrive”, Jiwon pointed out after looking at the empty spots beside him and Dara.  “Here we are, sorry”, the co-actors made their way towards their seats, but Jiwon wasn’t the only one who’s enthusiasm seemed to dim, Dara suddenly grew silent too.

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“Now that everyone’s here, I wanted to grab this opportunity to thank you for coming to this dinner despite the late notice” - Cho-PD raised his glass - Let’s have a toast, to the success of this shooting!”. The crowded table followed closely, making glasses clink left and right.

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“You still haven’t drank at all Sandara Noona!”. “I’m okay, thank you”. “Just one glass, come on noona!”, Hyuk insisted. Her nervous fingers moved the shot glass away from her. “I’m not really in the mood for it”, she refused again. Jiwon stole the soju shot, emptying it in one swift motion.  “Ahh! I’ve been missing the taste of soju lately”. “B-but I poured it for noona..”, the actor protested in a low murmur.

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“It’s been a pleasure to meet with you all and getting to know you more. I’ll be leaving first but we’ll meet tomorrow morning for the second part of the filming. Make sure to rest well as it will be a very physically demanding challenge, don’t go too crazy with the drinking” - He turned towards his right - “Okay Jiwon?”.  A fat laughter broke at the table but Jiwon just smirked, unbothered.

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The fun evening continued between delicious plates of braised meat and fried meatballs.

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“Did you guys know that Jongwon-ssi knows how to do tarot readings?”. “I’m still learning, but I do am getting better at it”. The celebrity chef humbly responded to his show partner sudden boasting. “Wouldn’t it be fun to give it a try?”, Goeun encouraged him.

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“Ask him if your bills are going to increase this year”. Dohyun playfully nudged at Jiwon. The liquor was already brightening his grim mood.

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“Come on, let’s start from Jiwon-ssi!”. “A sunflower?”, Sechskies’ leader stared at the cards in front of him, failing to understand the link between them all. “… that’s unexpected”, Jongweon studied what he just revealed for a moment. “That’s the style of someone who only looks at one person. Soon, you’ll be dating”, he concluded.

“That’s nonsense, I have no luck there”. Jiwon scoffed. Even tarot cards seemed to make a fool out of his love misfortunes.

“Is there a candidate? Or someone you’re thinking about?”. “He has one, there is someone… “, the chef nodded. “I have someone?”, he tilted his head. “Someone near him”. Jiwon’s glance naturally turned towards Dara before hanging his head low. “Near me?! Yah! Who taught you how to read cards?”. 

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The work dinner naturally reached its end with people gradually leaving.

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A chilly breeze awaited them outside, making Dara hold tightly onto the leather jacket she wore.  “Jiwon oppa, before you go…”, she stopped by his manager’s large car, “Thank you for giving me your lunchbox earlier”. He desperately tried to escape her sweet gaze, “How did you?...” .

“You’re a kind-hearted guy afterall!”, her cheeks plumped up like peaches.

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‘Jiwon, you got this, take a deep breath-‘ 

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“It’s nothing”, a sincere smile won over his need of pretending to be cool. There was no point in denying it. “See you tomorrow then, we better win!”.

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Dara quietly got to her car and in its safety the smile fleeted her expression, leaving space to bitter tears. She gripped the steering wheel so hard it hurt, before sinking her face there as the heavy emotions she tried to contain all evening got the best of her.

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[earlier that evening]

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Cho-PD checked his phone one more time to no news. “Jiwon’s manager still hasn’t replied. I knew I should’ve stopped them before they left! I think we should start without them at this point. Can someone call those two smoking outside?”. “I’ll go!”, Dara gladly volunteered. ‘I must’ve seen him in that show, that must be it!’, she finally put to rest that annoying doubt of hers, excited to share this with Min.

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The two actors stood a few meters away from the entrance. She recognized them immediately despite them having their backs turned towards the restaurant; Min’s curls were way too recognizable to be mistaken.

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“I’ve been curious about her ever since Hyung had to suddenly get out of that club that day. She made such a pitiful scene at that party after he dumped her. See…he used to date her back then”.

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A painful flashback came to haunt her once again. Of course Min was at the infamous YG after party with that opportunistic actor. She finally understood why the sight of him made her restless.

(refer to ch.4)

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“Hyung said it only took 3 glasses of beer to take her home, can you believe it? One can’t be so bad at drinking, she must be pretending only to cry victim after she realizes how easy she’s been”, he chuckled after taking another hit.

“Let’s offer her some, see if what Hyung said is true”, Hyuk threw the cigarette butt on the sidewalk before stomping it off.

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Dara quietly backed away from the entrance door but her feet wouldn’t take one more step, no matter how much she wanted to flee from that nightmare turned reality. The illusion of the two admiring dongsaengs happily approaching her just vanished into the disgusting truth. Perhaps that’s what the rest of the industry thought of her behind the smile and pleasantries.

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Easy. Slut. 

What if Jiwon thought that too? She wondered.

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OMG EUN JIWON

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nah this shit ain’t funny anymore i love them so much

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fading lights

Suwon was always different. So his parents enrolled him into a special kids school.

•••••

At dot 11:11 something emerged from the wall, startling Suwon. What followed was some kind of foul smelling powder being blown into his face. He waved his hand vigorously in front of his face and coughed stepping behind. “..the fuck?”

“Hey boy!” said a little figure floating in the air. It was the high pitched voice of a female.

“ooOh~ he looks cute!” said another.

When the dust from the powder magically cleared up, Suwon saw three women or girls he couldn’t really guess because they were so small. A little bigger than his hand. They were dressed in sparkly white dresses and tiny white boots. Suwon noticed that they weren’t floating, in fact they were flying, using their translucent webbed wings. He had never seen such creatures before.

“What’s your name?” asked the first.

Suwon stared at them.

“He’s deaf” whispered another girl.

“Blind too..” whispered another as she waved her tiny hands at him receiving no response.

“I’m not,” said Suwon.

“See, he’s not blind, maybe just deaf”

The middle girl who seemed like the older one smacked her. “He wouldn’t have heard you if he was deaf!” Then turning to Suwon, she flew lower to come in level with his face. “Hi there! I am Bada. And we are faeries, faes, if you may.”

Suwon nodded. Faes, whatever that is.

“We are here to take you to your new home safely. So kindly follow us” said Bada as she turned around and walked right into the wall.

“I’m Eugene” said another fae and followed Bada into the wall.

“And I’m Shoo'' said the remaining one. “It's shoo, and not shoe. As in S-H-O-O-'' She paused to look at the nervousness on Suwon’s face. “What happened?”

“I can’t do this” Suwon shook his head. “I can’t walk into the wall” Being the complete human he was, walking into a wall seemed impossible. He was never able to do it before and he was sure he still couldn’t

“Cmon, it's no big deal. Just close your eyes and follow your noona” said Shoo proudly.

Suwon’s eyes were fixed on the concrete wall. This is dumb. This is dumb! I wanna go home!

“Okay, alright. If you’re that afraid. Take a few steps back and run in” suggested Shoo.

Suwon obeyed. Water splashed on his shoes as he accidentally stepped into puddles. It didn’t bother him. There was no turning back now.

“Now listen to me carefully” began Shoo. “number one, you might feel a little giddy when you emerge on the other side because it's your first time. Number two, while you’re inside the wall for a second, you’ll hear deafening noises because you are teleporting so do not stop. Number three, do not stop until you’re out in the open again. Now at the count of three, 1, 2-”

Suwon dashed at full speed at the concrete wall. His eyes shut as he was a few inches from the wall and entered it. It was something he hadn’t felt before. Like someone was trying to tear him apart but he was faster. His surroundings were spinning and he was afraid he’d come out at some other exit, yet Suwon didn’t dare to open his eyes. He kept running on what didn’t seem like ground. It was solid air? Nothing made sense anymore.

Suwon tripped and fell down the next second. His foot had been caught into a twig. He was on grass, in a jungle. The environment was so fresh. He dusted his clothes and stood up. The three faes looked like they had been waiting for him for a while now.

“See, that wasn't that bad, was it?” asked Shoo.

“I am never doing this again” Suwon huffed combing fingers across his hair. He glanced behind and there was literally just more jungle. He had emerged from thin air. It was merely a second that he had been inside the wall but he was going to remember it forever.

The three faes led Suwon through the jungle. It was a bright pleasant day. From behind the trees at a distance peaked a tower. Bada began rambling about the school, the people, the teachers, the subjects, the fun stuff. Apparently these three were part of the student council and volunteered to get first years to the campus.

They emerged into an open field next to which was the huge school. For once Suwon thought it might not be that bad after all. If this school was really for special kids, he won’t be an outcast anymore. He could finally be normal.

Suwon was taken up a spiral staircase at the end of the hallway. It was about ten floors later that they reached a cabin. The faes left him alone there.

“Jang Suwon! Good…” the man glanced at the clock that struck 12 at that moment. “afternoon!” He was a small man with black rectangular glasses. He was pale and had swept across dark brown hair. He was the principal, Seo Taiji.

Suwon bowed. “Good afternoon sir”

“I have been waiting for you my boy” Taiji put his hand on the younger’s shoulder. He continued talking about how he was delighted to know about Suwon when his father reached out to Taiji a few days ago. “You’ll find a lot of people here. Some weird, some very weird. You have to choose your weird. Everyone here is unique and so are you, but promise me one thing” Taiji’s voice deepened and softened. “Never, ever, ever, tell anybody what your powers are”

Suwon’s eyes widened. His heart started pounding. This is supposed to be a safe place for him right? Where he could be himself. What was this now?

“Why?” Suwon asked promptly.

“Because-” Taiji paused straightening himself. His heightened senses told him someone was approaching. About a minute later, they heard footsteps coming up the stairs.

“Is the new boy here, sir?” It was Prof Jinu.

Taiji put on a warm smile turning Suwon to Jinu. “Here he is. You should take him to his dorm” Taiji nudged Suwon.

Jinu led Suwon across the room to another exit. They entered an alley that opened into a slide. Jinu turned to Suwon, gesturing to him to go first. Suwon craned his neck out. The slide was so long and steep, he couldn’t see the other end. He gulped and sat down. His heart was beating harder than ever. Is there anything normal here? Suwon thought, and the answer struck him immediately. Of course there isn’t. That’s exactly why he was here.

However, the slide looked more like a rollercoaster without safety measures aka, death. He gulped, “Sir, is there any other-” before Suwon could complete Jinu pushed him down the slide.

Suwon screamed his lungs out as he fell down the hole. He was afraid any movement he made would topple him off but he couldn’t even see where he’d fall. About ten seconds of yelling Suwon’s throat dried up and he still hadn’t reached the end. He stopped making any noise and sat there falling. The only sound was of air cutting past him. Towards the end, the slide was 180 degrees and Suwon was literally falling down, his butt was barely touching the slide anymore. An ending opened at a distance. Suwon fell right through onto a hard wooden floor.

“OW!” He yelped. A sharp jerk ran up his spine from the impact. He hadn’t broken any bones but his ass was sore. Really sore.

The door in front of him swung open. Until then Suwon hadn’t even noticed the door.

“Guys! he’s here!” said a good-looking boy. He looked as old as Suwon and had light brown hair that shaped his face. He stretched out a hand to help Suwon up. “Your stuff was brought nearly twenty minutes ago, we were wondering where you were,” he said. Their room was pretty spacious. There were three beds lined on one side and two on the other. Four were occupied and a crumpled one probably belonged to the boy who led him in. “I’m Sunghoon” said the boy. “This is Jiyong” he pointed to the tall lanky boy sleeping on the bed next to him. “That’s Jiwon hyung,” he pointed at the boy on the opposite bed. He was too busy playing gameboy with his headphones on. “That’s Jaijin hyung” he peeked from behind his comic book, scanning Suwon from head to toe. “And that’s-”

“I’m Kim Jaeduck” said the last boy as he sprang from his bed with excitement. “Nice to meet you….?” he trailed off.

“Suwon”

“Suwon, right. Nice to meet you Suwon!” Jaeduck and Sunghoon were by far the most normal people Suwon had met since morning. He had already made up his mind to stick with the two of them in case he couldn’t get along with the other three in the room.

Suwon collected his suitcase and backpack that were lying in the end of the room. “Where do I sleep?”

Sunghoon pouted with hands on his hips as he looked around the room. There wasn't space for another bed and it was too small to share.

“You can take mine for now.” chimed Jaeduck. “You only need it for night right, take mine”

“What about you then?” asked Suwon.

“It's that time of the month for me so I’ll be out all night anyway” said Jaeduck.

Suwon’s eyebrows furrowed. “That time of the month?”

Jaeduck smacked his lips. “You know, blood and all,”

Periods? Suwon could bet he never heard of guys menstruating. Was it even possible? Of course not! Guys don’t have a uterus that's basic biology. Unless, he’s…. A eunuch? But do you eunuchs have a uterus? Now that Suwon thought of it, he really didn’t know. Who was he to judge anyway? Wait, why did that require him to be out all night? Omg! Is that how people here treated eunuchs?! That’s fucking horrible!

“So you have to stay out all night?? As… punishment???”

“I wouldn’t call it punishment. It's the best option for us all” said Jaeduck.

Best option my ass! Who treats humans like this!

“You don’t deserve this kinda treatment!”

“Hey calm down” Jaeduck chuckled, settling the younger down on the bed next to him. “It's nothing new here. Our kind is used to this”

It pissed Suwon even more.

“Why the fuck do you have to be out all night! Just use pads like girls do!”

From the corner of his eyes Suwon felt Hoony turning around to look at him in utter confusion.

There was complete silence for a moment, then Jaijin burst out laughing, almost doubling over himself. Seconds later, Sunghoon started laughing when he realized.

Jaeduck and Suwon watched them cluelessly.

“You think he’s talking about periods??” Jaijin asked, battling his laughter.

“No?” Suwon asked, partly relieved, partly confused.

“Omg NOOO!!” Jaeduck squealed. “Are you crazy?! I’m A GUY!”

“What he means is, he’s a werewolf,” explained Jaijin.

Huh? Suwon thought he heard something wrong.

“A what?”

“A werewolf. It's a full moon today, so,, time for him to go wild and attack any human. Hence the isolation. It's not just him. All werewolves here go into the jungle on full moon nights so they can’t harm any of us”

Suwon wasn't listening. His brain had stopped working the moment Jaijin said Jaeduck was a werewolf.

I WAS TALKING TO A GODDAMN WEREWOLF ALL ALONG!?

•••••

further on : ao3

[jion0222]

Movie

A thirst imagination of Eun Jiwon

Jiwon kisses your neck, whimpering you shakily pushed him away

“Someone might see us” but jiwon has no plan on stopping, he pulled you closer, biting your neck leaving red spots

“Oh don’t fucking tell me you’re not enjoying it” he huskily said into your ears, biting your earlobes hands playfully cupping your clothed breast,

“Please stop” you moaned into his ears, but it thrilled him more, the way you beg for him to stop makes him more horny, if that’s actually possible

“Do you really want me to?” now pinching your perked nipple, you moaned loudly this time, Jiwon instantly kissing your lips hard as his right hand continued playing with your nipple

Meanwhile Jiwons left hand teasingly unbuttons your short, slyly feeling your wetness

“Look how wet you are for me hon” he chuckles darkly, slowly making his way inside your panties

“Jiwon ah please” you couldn’t help but beg, not for him to stop anymore but for him to not tease you, feeling his hands teasing your wetness, slowly rubbing your clit, you know you couldn’t stop

Jiwon suddenly puts a finger inside you, he smiled  when he saw your expression, mouth wide open with silent moan, silent pleading, eyes tight shut, Jiwon couldn’t help but smash his lips into your mouth, tongue instantly fighting with yours, moans muffled by the kiss

He added another finger, pushing it in and out faster, your juice dripping down your thighs, the sounds of his finger and your pussy, your moans, it was  music to his ears,  He knows you are close, your pussy clamping his fingers down, He is hard, he doesn’t need much since he could even cum by your blessed expression

“Jiwon ah, I need you inside me” you shamelessly begged for his dick. Moaning loudly as you did, You don’t care anymore, being thrilled by getting caught in a middle of a sex session with a famous idol star, that doesn’t even scare you

Jiwon pulled his fingers out and made you turn around, pulled your shorts down, bending you over the wall, unzipping his pants taking his hard dick out, He’s dripping with precum smearing it all over his dick, Of course jiwon as the tease he is, wont fuck you instantly, Hugging your waist as he kisses your back and neck, slowly sliding his dick on your fold, he grunted in your ear

“inside me now” you demanded as you were getting tired of his teasing since earlier, he laughs suddenly pushing his dick inside you, you couldn’t help but moan as he fucks you hard, his hands on your waist holding it tightly you might even think it’ll leave marks but who cares when Eun Jiwon is fucking you so hard

Skin slapping can be heard, muffled moans, low grunts, curses, rough breathes, Jiwon cursed out loud when you clamped into him harder, his other hand instantly played with your clit, rubbing it hard while he is pounding inside you, You know he is also near as he couldn’t keep his pace now

“Im coming im coming” you repeatedly chanted as you came, with a loud moan, your juice flowing down his dick, his thrust turns rough now, now harder

“I love you” Jiwon moaned into your ears as he came, his cum filled you, after a few thrust he pulled out his cum dripping into your thighs, he couldn’t help but chuckle at how you look, breathless, messy hair, He immediately helped you pull your panty and shorts up, fixing your hair

“Look what you did, idiot” You cursed at him as he fixed his pants and wipe his sweat, Jiwon smiled at you and you instantly forgot your annoyance just with that one smile you always adored, that smile that made you fall inlove with him

“Lets go watch the movie, we still have time” Jiwon chuckles as he held your hands and went to watch the movie with him

 Public sex was scary but extremely worth it, expecially if the ones fucking you is Eun Jiwon.

[1kyne0222]

Eun Jiwon as your boyfriend ♥️

[sexkies]

WHAT DID I JUST WRITE

You were still working when you see the clock pointing at 10.

“Fuck!” you muttered as you rubbed your tired eyes. It was late and everybody already left, but there you were sitting behind your desk, glaring at your monitor trying to finish your job assignment. Why were you still there? Well, you could blame your crush Eun Jiwon for that. Earlier in the monthly meeting, your boss aka Eun fucking Jiwon, told everyone to level up your game for the upcoming game project. He asked whether any of you could accept additional work as his assistant. By assistant, he meant someone who works overtime with him including on weekends. Nobody answered his question since nobody wanted that of course. As tempting as being alone with him may sound, working overtime was just a big no no. 

Your game company was doing really fine till now anyway. Last year, GZONE, your company name, released LOVE 4 DEAD an online multiplayer zombie survival dating simulator. It quickly became a big hit among the gamer community and GZONE constantly being mentioned as one of the best new comer of game industry. So really there was no point of having anyone overworked.

To your surprise, Eun Jiwon suddenly pointed out about how close your house was with the company and how it was convenient for you. It was surprising because both of you didn’t actually talk a lot except for work related things. Upon hearing that, everyone perked up and suddenly praised you for the hard worker you were, how you never come late and always leave at last. Way to betray your own coworker. As a result, he pointed you as his assistant. Then there you were, on your sixth cup of coffee, still at work on Saturday night. Definitely not the Saturday’s date you were expecting.

You stole a glance at your boss’s office. Between the blinds, you saw Eun Jiwon staring at papers on his desk. You couldn’t help but notice his attractive figure and the dim light didn’t actually help either if any it just made him sexier. His black hair slicked to the back, dark eyes going back and fourth to his computer. Your eyes moved along his profile and stopped at his lips. Occasionally, he would open his mouth a little bit, tongue teasing you from time to time to lick his dry lips and sipped some coffee. This view alone stirred something in your guts and made you wet.

Your boss Eun Jiwon was 42 years old, married once and divorced. People at work, including you, always talk about how hot he was and how it didn't make sense a man in his 40s could still looked as good as he was. Some of your female coworkers even admitted to wear more exposed clothes to get his attention. You did it once, but it was proven to be futile since he didn’t show much interest in woman nor relationship. The last time you did it, he told you to change to something else. Don’t ever come to the office looking like that again. You gonna kill me like that. Wow, harsh. You were kinda upset about that so you stopped.

Some say it was because his trauma on marriage before that he became more careful. That was why you never really tried to make a move to him, because you were scared it would only annoy him. You were just falling in love alone hopelessly.

You were still staring at your boss when he bit his pen on the corner of his lips and suddenly turned his eyes on you. Only then you realized you were mouth agaped. Flustered, you turned your body facing your computer and spilled your coffee over your clothes.

“A C !” you jumped out from you seat.

“You alright?” you heard your boss asking you.

“Oh, yes I’m alright, sir. I just... spilled my coffee,” you answered.

“All over your shirt and pants.” He said while staring at the coffee stain.

Well that was embarrassing. First he catched you staring, second you spilled your coffee, and now he was staring at the coffee stain... on your clothes. You realized it now that your clothes were wet it slowly became transparent.

“Let’s call it a day.” He looked at the clock. “I think you ran out of focus now.”

You just nodded your head still embarrassed.

“Do you bring some spare?”

“Huh?”

“Spare clothes. Do you bring any? I have one if you want.”

“Oh... it’s alright sir, you don’t have to.”

“Oh, so you are comfortable in wet like that?” he asked you, corner of his lips twitched upward. “Not that I mind.”

His question catched you dumbfounded. You didn’t know why, but after your overdose of caffeine your spidey sense was active and it was sensing danger. “Um... I’ll fix myself in the restroom.”

You excused yourself to the restroom, but he stepped on your way and stopped you. You glanced up from your shoes and met his eyes. Wow, he looked tall from here, you never realized the height difference between the two of you.

“Wait here, I’ll give it to you.”

Jiwon went in to his office, quickly rummaged his bag and came out with a shirt and a pair of pants.

“Here.”

You stared at the clothes on his hands. Not sure whether to accept his kindness or not. The idea of wearing your own boss’s clothes never crossed your mind before. And by the look of it, it was clean but used.

“It’s clean, if that’s what you’re worrying about. Well... relatively.”

“Alright.”

You finally accepted it, since your clothes started to feel sticky and it smelled like coffee. Taking a bus in this state would be embarrassing and uncomfortable. You quickly went to restroom to change. You noticed how wet your panty were. Wow, fuck. I was just staring at him. What happen if he really fucks me? You noticed the smell emanated from his clothes and inhaled it deeply. It was a mix of cigs, cologne and a bit of alcohol.

“Oh, it smells... intoxicating.” You said while closing your eyes, mind wondering about his body.

After tidying yourself and calming yourself down, you came out from the restroom and found the lights in Jiwon’s office were already out. You figured out he already went home and you missed your chance to thank him. So you quickly packed your things and left the floor.

By the time you came out from the lift, you found Jiwon standing still near the corner of hallway with his back on the wall humming the twinkle twinkle little star. With his face facing the opposite way, you could clearly see his handsome side profile. Man, you can hurt someone with that sharp jawline. Perhaps because it was after work, you noticed his top botton undone revealing some of his skin. Something you couldn’t usually witness at work. It looked like he was waiting for someone tho. “A date perhaps? It’s Saturday night after all. I wonder if he’s dating someone from the company.”

“Oh, you done?” he asked while straightening his posture then walked closer to you. He bent his body next to you and took your bag. The familiar smell was coming back. His smell. Now closer, you could see his neck adorned with veins. You could even peeked inside his shirt finding his chest. You bit your lower lip holding back the urge to jump on him and kiss his whole existence. One fucking botton was enough to drive you crazy.

“You okay with my clothes?” He asked holding your gaze. You nodded coming back to reality. “Thank you.”

Jiwon put one of his hand on your back giving you a gentle push, made you shiver a bit. You unconsciously walked with him side by side to the exit door. When both of you stepped out, Jiwon’s black car already parked right outside the office.

“Come, I’ll give you a ride. Your house is not far anyway.” He said to you while opening the passenger’s door. “It’s already late. I can’t let you go home alone. It’s too dangerous.”

Perhaps you made a face, so he laughed. “It’s okay, I won’t bite.”

Well, he was right, it was late. You needed to wait at least 15 mins for the bus to come, so yeah why not, you could save some money this way. It was definitely not you making excuse to normalize spending time with your boss. Not just you were wearing your boss’s clothes, now you were sitting in your boss’s car. At this rate you wouldn’t even surprise if you woke up on his bed. Lol u wish.

His car was really him. Everything was black with a little red here and there and looked luxurious but not too much, it was cool and classy. You noticed some plastic containing KFC left over on dashboard and an ukulele in the backseat. Oh you didn’t know he played.

“You good? You are quiet.” His question brought you back.

“Oh, I’m just admiring your car, sir.”

“Yeah? Cool huh? Kinda messy tho haha.” As if on cue, Jiwon gathered the KFC left over in a plastic and put it somewhere you couldn’t see.

“It’s a nice car. I see an ukulele in the backseat. Do you play, sir?”

“Oh that? Yeah. I just learned it recently tho. Haven’t mastered it yet.” His eyes lighted up when you asked him about ukulele. “Anyway, just drop the sir. We’re off work now. Just speak casually with me.”

“Well, I... I’ll try my best, sir. I mean, um...yes... Jiwon.” Oh no you hated it. You hated it because just calling him by his name made you flustered. Get a grip you.

“That’s more like it. It makes us a bit closer.”

You choked on your own breath. You stole a glance to Jiwon only to find him moving closer to you, made your heart skipped a beat. Jiwon put his one hand on the door handle and another to the back of your seat, made sure you couldn’t escape. Now his presence looming over you. Fuck. Suddenly the temperature was rising. His face kept coming closer to you, eyes locked to yours, but you couldn’t turn away, no you didn’t want to turn away. Oh his smell. The mix of cigs, cologne and alcohol. It’s so intoxicating. Your heartbeat quickened, your body getting hot and you became dizzy so you closed your eyes. *Click* you swallowed hard as you could feel his breath was getting closer and hotter on your neck. Tickling.

But the kiss you were waiting for never came, so you opened your eyes again. Jiwon still facing you, just some inches apart, nose almost touching.

“Why did you close your eyes?” He smirked.

“No, I- I just-“ you couldn’t answer him. “I feel hot.”

“Why? The AC is on.”

“It...it doesn’t matter. What were you doing?”

“I was just putting your seat belt on.”

You looked at your seat belt. Oh he really put mine on.

“Were you expecting something?” he licked his lips teasing you.

You couldn’t answer him and just whimpering. He knows.

“I saw you staring at me back then. Did you like what you see?” he purred in low voice.

Jiwon started to caress your face. He played with your plump lips while licking his own.

“That wasn’t the first time. What were you thinking while staring at me? Did you think about fucking with me?”

“As for me.. “ He suddenly grabbed your neck roughly and put it beside his. “I definitely like what I see.” He whispered.

“You didn’t know did you? I was trying to hold myself back there, being alone with you at the office.” He slipped his hand in your shirt caressing your back unclipping your bra, sending a shiver down your spine while the other one stroking your thighs making it way upward unbottoning your pants. You could only holding to his shirt for dear life.

“My mind kept wondering how it feels to fuck you on my desk.” He finally kissed your neck leaving his marks while you tried hard to repress your moan.

“Or on my sofa?” His hands unbottoning your shirt and getting rid of your bra, revealing your breast.

“Or do you want me to spread you on meeting room?!” He bit your neck and a moan escaped from your lips.

“Oh..and then you spilled your coffee. Did you do that intentionally? Looking all wet in front of me?!” He kissed you down to your breast while his hand playing with the other one. Caressing and pinching them. You grasped for his hair, you didn’t even hide your moan anymore.

“You fucking turn me on. You wearing my clothes and shit!” Jiwon suddenly put his fingers in you, three at once ignoring your cry.

“Ahh! It hurts, sir! it hurts!”

“I said call me by my name!”

“Ji-Jiwon-ah! It hurts!”

“Ohh but do you want me to stop?” he smiled slyly knowing you wouldn’t say stop.

“No...ahhh.”

“You’re so fucking wet for me.” He chuckled darkly while kept pushing his finges in and out roughly.

“It makes me hard, fuck.” He grunted while biting his lower lip.

You closed your eyes out of ecstacy. “Ah Jiwon-ahh...please...”

“Please what? What are you begging for?” Jiwon pushed his fingers even faster now made it hard to breathe

“Please...ah fuck me, Jiwon-ah.”

Jiwon suddenly pulled out his fingers and moved back to his seat still facing you. He put up one of his leg on his seat, showing his clothed hard bulge. He licked his fingers one by one tasting your juice. He took out a pack of cigs from his pocket. Malboro gold touch written on the package. He pulled one out, lighted it up and put it on his lips.

“You still have a seat belt on.” He blew the smoke to you.

“Take it off then you can have this.” He pointed at his own dick teasing you.

“But once you take it off, there’s no turning back.” His smirk looked so sexy.

It didn’t take you long to decide. You were rushing so you found it hard to take the seat belt off. You jumped out of it instead and rushed to Jiwon now on your four. You unbottoned his pants to see his shaft sprung out to live. It was already hard and dripping with precum.

“Fuck.” Jiwon gasped when you touched his shaft. He was already sensitive that even a little touch could drive him crazy.

You rubbed it slowly and put it in your mouth, sucking every inch of it. From the tip to the base to the balls. Jiwon pushed your head deeper sometimes making you gag at the size. You heard Jiwon swearing from time to time and it only made you even wet. He would sucked on his cigs and hissed at you enjoying your tongue. Sometimes he dropped the ashes on your back, made you bend deeper and moan. You knew he was getting closer when he threw his head backward.

“Shit... shit... ah fuck...I’m... close....”

“Ah fuck!” Jiwon grasped, he held your head with his dick deep and finally released his cum inside your mouth. You gladly swallowed it.

Both of you were staring at each other and breathing erratically. That was it you thought. You made this man came. The man you had loved all this time. You didn’t expect that Jiwon would find you hot and actually got so aroused by you like this. The man that you thought was so unreachable. You were almost smiling until suddenly Jiwon put his hand on your neck choking you.

“You thought it was over? No, it’s not.” He smiled mischievously.

He finally kissed you hard, his hands both on your head trying to pull you closer. His breath reeked of cigs. His lips tasted like nothing you had ever tasted before, it was sweet and bitter. Oh, the lips I’ve been waiting for so long. You wrapped your hands behind his neck slowly down to his back leaving some subtle red scars. He bit your lips and sucked it again and again. His tongue asked for an entrance and you gladly offered it. Both of you exchanging saliva, sucking at each other’s tongue. Moans escaped between kisses.

“You taste like strawberry.” He said while smiling.

He kissed your eyes, your cheeks, went along to kiss your ears and played with it a little.

“Ah..” you moaned softly. “Jiwon-ah...”

“Fuck, I can’t hold it back anymore.”

Hearing you calling his name drove him nuts. He ended the kiss abruptly and hastily put you on top of him. Didn’t even give you a chance to adjust, he slipped his shaft inside you making you scream.

“Ah, Jiwon-ah! Jiwon-ah!”

“Yeah scream like that, scream my name.” He was aroused with your screams.

You screamed his name even louder with each thrust. He kissed your lips to shut you up. He pushed and pulled you up and down against his shaft filling you up completely. He made you rode him like a fucking rodeo he was. His movement was rough and he kept swearing while pulling your hair as if it was a chanting to hold his cum. Your brain was a mess and you felt like you were being ripped from inside.

“You are so fucking tight. Fucking hot inside.” Jiwon thrust even faster now while biting your neck. You also moved your hips to match his pace. The sound of his dick clamping on your pussy made you hornier. You threw your head backward and turned into a moaning saga.

“Jiwon-ah, ah I’m near.”

“No, not that fast honey.” Jiwon grabbed your ass and carefully angled his dick and found your g spot.

“Ah there, Jiwon-ah, fuck me there, please.”

As if on cue, Jiwon fucked you even harder. His dick kept aiming the same right spot and it sent you straight to heaven. You couldn’t stay still and kept bending your body, unconsciously making his job easier. The whole car was shaking now.

“You are so fucking  beautiful.”

“Jiwon-ah, please let me come. I’m cumming. I’m cumming.” You cried losing your mind.

“Kiss me.” He pleaded to you as he started to lose his pace signaling that he was close too. He pushed deep inside you making sure his juice wouldn’t go wasted. Both of you moaned and came at the same time. Hot juice filling your inside dripping out from you pussy.

“Fucking hellahhh.”

You fell on top of Jiwon, head on his shoulder. Both of you panting.

“That was amazing.” Jiwon chuckled, he kissed your forehead softly. “It’s been a while since the last time I moved my hips so much.”

“It hurts...”

“You need to get used to it. That’s how we’ll play from now on.” He laughed lightly.

Now that you were calm down, both of you tidied up and went home for real. The car ride filled with lots of chat. You didn’t know Jiwon could be so talkative. He talked a lot when it came to music. He told you about his favorite miami bass so you told him how you listened to Plug in Baby by MUSE as lullaby at night. About his childhood dream to be an idol, about how he almost debuted with SECHSKIES but then quit after realizing he wouldn’t have enough time to play game as an idol. He told you about his ukulele, he made that in Hawaii.

“Maybe if I already mastered it, I’ll sing a song for you.”

I ain’t gonna write for a long time after this thank you no.

[yegam-ism]

the original kpop it-boys!

[arua-uuuuu]

Happy G1 Day!!!!!!!!

[eudata]

210316 / fancafe update

With MyaMya after a long time🌸

[darawonplease]

trauma. ch3 -  it could’ve been anyone.

The more Jiwon avoids getting involved, the more he’s captured by the woman he considered just a bubbly hoobae. 

characters. Eun Jiwon x Sandara Park

warnings. swearing 

a.n. I’ve been working on this chapter as soon as I finished posting the previous one and I seriously had too much going on so I heavily edited it to make it more manageable. 

Thanks to another poll on twitter I finally decided the title for this chapter!

“it could’ve been anyone” was the most popular choice.

chapter 3, it could’ve been anyone.

[dara pov]

The tent bar in the distance started blurring out, my vision started to spin before my very eyes. I tried hard to walk straight in front of me, in the attempt to reach Jiwon-oppa who was distanced himself to have a call with my phone.

“P-please don’t call Wonjun-ssi…”. I pleaded him, tugging the fabric on his sleeve to catch his attention.

“Wonjun-ssi? Who is he?”.

“M-mana-".

“Is he your manager?”.

“N-ne..my manager-nim… I’ll be in t-trouble and I don’t want to bother him, it’s late”.

He glanced at me, furrowing his brows. It felt as if he was debating whether to help me hide this unscheduled night outing or just call Wonjun-ssi and get over it.

Lately I started to avoid riding the company’s car, I had proof they monitored me 24/7 and it bothered me so much. I was already locked up in my flat and having them control my every movement just made me feel suffocated.  

“I’ll call a cab for you then, is that okay?”.  

My heart overflowed with gratitude; I couldn’t believe he’d accept to do that so readily, even going to the lengths of calling himself when I could’ve done that myself.  

oppa is so kind...

He probably felt pity for me, knowing how much my manager would scold me for bothering him at this hour because I was drunk.

i’m such a bad girl huhu~

sneaking out from wonjun-ssi kekeke~

chaerin-ah, look out for the new gizibe in town!

I rubbed my eyes and tried to focus on Jiwon-oppa’s figure.

“Yes, we’re in the street in front of the market”. He gave instructions on the phone.

why is everything moving in front of me?

I could swear I was standing perfectly still but, If I closed my eyes, I’d be almost sure to be the passenger on a rocky boat ride.

“A-ah!”. I tripped onto seemingly nothing and crashed against Jiwon-oppa, who immediately held onto me.  

My face slammed onto his chest; I couldn’t help but inhale the musky cologne he wore, as I buried my face in his hoodie.

♥ kung kung kung kung kung kung ♥

His heart beat incredibly fast, I could hear it pounding in my ears. Anything else muted as I focused on the sound hammering in his chest.

omo? what am I doing?

why am I being like this?

i shouldn’t fall for him

don't fall for him dara.

just don’t.

I swallowed up, the soju still intoxicating my body. I knew that the liquor gave me the courage I honestly didn’t want to possess.

I hated falling so hard for him when he didn’t even look at me.

I hated the fact that he gave me courage.

don't be a fool.

The guilt I felt for making him feel uncomfortable because of my stupid feelings. But then again, why did he invite me out if he wanted to avoid me so bad?

What if he was yet another man to play with my innocence?

Guilt, sadness, rage and soju mixed up inside my stomach, coming out of my mouth as incomprehensible murmurs as I tugged on his hoodie.

I’m so foolish, please forgive me.

I’m so foolish for falling for someone who doesn’t even look at me.

“I-I’m sorry Jiwon-oppa…”. The words I locked deep down came out as I thought of them.

“W-what do you mean?”. His husky voice lurked in my ears because of our bodies being so close together.

“I’m sorry for liking you this much”.

My entire being was invested in discomfort, dizzy and dazed, my mouth moved by itself.

“I-If you don’t like me back just say it!”. I tried screaming at the top of my lungs, but the dryness in my throat prevented me from doing so. A croaky whisper came out of my lips instead, as I buried my face in his clothes even deeper, to hide my tears.

“I…”.

I slammed my fist onto his chest, one time, two times, stronger after every attempt; he did not move an inch.

“D-DON’T PLAY ME, JUST BECAUSE I LIKE YOU!”.

My fist flew in the air once again, ready to hit him out of frustration, but he swiftly blocked my arm with his right hand, holding my wrist firmly.

“w-why’d you bother me if you don’t want me...?”. I muttered under my breath.  

“Stop it”.  

I looked up at him, trying to find his face in the blurry mess I saw through my eyes.

“y-you s-stop playing with me…”.

My pleading was blocked by the urge to cry, tears were already spilling from my eyes, not matter how hard I tried to keep them locked away.

“That’s not it”. He stated, still holding my arm.

“THEN WHY, S-STUPID EUN CHODING! WHY WOULD-“.

Jiwon-oppa suddenly let go of my hand, pulling me into a tight embrace instead.

I could hear it again, his heart pounding like crazy, even if he looked perfectly calm.

“m-mwo…?”.

He rested his chin onto my head, caressing my back slowly, like a father that is trying to calm down his own kid.

“I’m not”. He repeated.

I broke the embrace and stepped back, still uncertain of his sincerity.  

He stepped towards me, slowly, before looking away for a second and biting his lips.

what is he doing?

His hand gently cupped my cheek, his gaze slowly moving from my eyes to my scrubbed lips.

No matter how chilly that night was, his skin against mine felt feverish.

He bent down slightly, never diverting his gaze from me. His face became closer and closer towards me, I could feel his slow breathing.

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[jiwon pov]

~ H O N K ~

The taxi driver honked, startling Sandara, who stepped back with her wobbly legs.

way to ruin the moment, huh?

It was fascinating how that girl made me lose control over my actions.

first, she makes me flee from the studio and then she brings me to kiss her when really, I wanted to reject her?

this girl is really something else.

I was debating myself whether it was the soju in my bloodstream moving my body or the hormones. Deep down I knew those were just petty excuses.  

No matter how lonely and drunk I was, I never managed to do those sorts of things, even when beautiful women tempted me. I just couldn’t.

All I could see was Sooyeon’s face. Even quickly peeking at other women made me feel unfaithful, even after years and years had passed from our divorce, the moment our love withered.

That was the first time the memory I had of her didn’t interrupt me from getting closer to another women.

no way.

i'm fucking tipsy.

It may have been for the best. It would’ve been wrong to do anything since she was so wasted, I didn’t want to take advantage of Dara in that way.

I shook my head and walked towards the car while the driver slowly rolled down his window. Dara closely followed me, stumbling on her feet.

“Ok so this is the address-…”.

I instructed the taxi driver to take care of her until she arrived home safely, he nodded after I handed him a decent amount of money for the ride, he really couldn’t hide the joy on his face as soon as he reached for the bills.

“T-thank you… -“. Dara mumbled, looking at me with watery eyes.

“I trust you to go back home safely, can you do that?”.

“N-ne oppa”.

“Take care”.

The driver got out of the taxi to help her get into the backseat as I waved them goodbye. It was for the best, separating prevented me from doing anything I could regret tomorrow morning.

was I really going to kiss her?

what's gotten into me?

i must be crazy.

With the task at hand handled I started walking the other direction, wondering what time I’d be home.

I knew I had another day of recording ahead of me and drinking and smoking weren’t exactly the best preparations for that, added to the fact I was still in the centre of Seoul, 30 minutes away from my apartment.

I sighed as I headed towards the main street; I could stop a taxi from the side of the road because calling one wasn’t a choice. My phone was dead, that’s why I lent dara’s to call her a cab.

~ parararing parararing ~

“What?”.

I reached inside the pocket of my coat, grabbing the phone that was vibrating in it.  

Manager-nim ~

7 missed calls.

this must be Dara’s phone.

sandara's phone.

ack- what a fool, I haven’t returned it yet.

“Aish- how could I forget that?!”. I panicked on the spot.

I was so focused calming her down that I totally forgot to give her back the phone.

I rushed back, hoping with all my being for the cab to still be there.

“AAAAAAAAH!”.

A terrorizing scream almost made me shit in my pants, stopping me in my tracks.

“What the hell is going on today?”. I thought to myself.

“STOP IT!”.

I quickly scanned the street for the source of noise, the sidewalk was deserted, all I could see were two figures in the distance.

oh no.

“DON’T TOUCH ME YOU PIG”.

It was Dara who was struggling, trying to take the driver’s disgusting hands off of her with all of her force.

I immediately bolted towards the piece of shit, my blood boiling with rage as I witnessed him wrapping his arms around her small figure.

“SON OF A BITCH, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TRYING TO DO?!”.

“I-I didn’t do a thing”. He excused himself, removing his claws from the poor girl after seeing me come back with such speed.

“PERVERT!”.

I was ready to make the fool spit his own blood, ignoring all of the consequences that would’ve come with that but Dara stepped back as soon as he released his grip on her body and slapped him so hard that the sound reverberated in all of the plaza, leaving a red mark on his cheek.

yeah.

i should remind myself not to make her angry.

The driver fell on his ass, his face badly distorted by the pain.

Shocked by the whole situation the coward crawled to his seat, starting the engine of his car and quickly leaving the scene, still holding his cheek in pain.

“GET LOST YOU BASTARD!”. I yelled like a crazy person, in the middle of the road, as the car drove away.

I turned my attention back to Dara, her body trembled as she hugged herself.

how could I leave her alone with that dirty ajhussi?

how could I do that?

I felt sorry for letting her go so easily, for letting her become a prey of the night. Had she been assaulted? Had she been molested? I wouldn’t had forgiven myself for being so reckless.

Dara dropped to the floor, crying her eyes out. Her sobbing only increased the guilt I felt.

“W-why do I always have to be men’s prey?...” she sniffled, uselessly trying to dry the tears that were cascading down her face.

She probably experienced that kind of harassment quite often. I could see why wolves would prey on such an innocent bunny. The fact she wasn’t great at drinking being another reason why she probably looked so appetizing to those animals.

had I payed attention…

had I been more careful.

i’ll become a lion and protect you.

no.

It’s not my business.

but it’s my fault…

I knelt to the ground to approach her, hesitating in patting her back. I sucked at comforting people.

I couldn’t believe I almost gave her away to a dirty bastard. I couldn’t forgive myself after seeing her break down like that.

“A-are you okay?!”.

She ignored my questions and rubbed her eyes only to get back up, wobbling towards the bus stop.

what is she trying to do?

“Hold up, I’ll call another taxi”.

“D-don’t, oppa”. Her voice was still so croaky for crying so much, both times being my fault.

“W-wait!”. I yelled, following her as she stumbled around.

She tripped on her feet, landing on her ass.

“I’ll go call another taxi, stay here, ok?”. I signaled her to stay where she was with my hand while I walked the opposite way.

She simply nodded.

I rushed to the main street, hoping that she’d be okay for the few seconds I felt her alone. A taxi approached me as I called one at the end of the sidewalk.

I instructed the cab driver to drive into the inner venue as he stopped his car near me to listen.

I then sprinted back to Dara, who was still sitting in the same spot I left her. I heaved a sigh of relief as she wasn’t kidnapped in that small window of time I didn’t check up on her.

“Come on up, grab my hand”. She extended her arm and grasped my palm, helping herself stand up again.

“What if it happens again?”, she whispered in my ear.

“That won’t happen”.  

“H-how can you be so sure?”.

She looked at me with her swollen eyes.

“Because I’ll be right here”.

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[…]

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I kept attentive all the way, I couldn’t let any other accident happen. I was focused on the road, making sure we were going in the right direction when her head dropped on my shoulder suddenly.

I turned to look at her who fell asleep peacefully. I couldn’t wrap my head around how pretty she looked in such a vulnerable state. People usually look their worst when sleeping. The night lights illuminated her small and delicate face.

I spent the entire way trying to stay perfectly still, not to interfere with her nap, no matter how incredibly uncomfortable I felt in that position. That was the least I could do for her after making her experience such a terrible night.

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A couple of turns and I saw the arcade on my left; that was the sign we were near her flat.

I looked back at her, it was so hard to bring myself to interrupt her serene slumber.

“…hey…we’re here”, I gently whispered while tapping on her shoulder to help her wake up.

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The condo she lived in was a tall building, certainly fit to a celebrity. I lived in a similar structure too.

I fished out the keys out of her bag and opened the gate to the building, she held my arm tightly, trying hard to walk at my speed.

A tall guard stood by the door. He glared at me as he recognized Dara by my side.

The lobby looked like the entrance of a hotel: it wasn’t pretentious or decorated with statues and gold chandeliers, however I could tell each and every piece of furniture was very expensive. How? Just trust me.

If I leave her here, she’d be capable to sleep in the hallway.

She barely stood up by herself, i just couldn’t shake the guilt out of my body. I needed to take her to her bed myself. I wasn’t going to leave her alone again.

“32th floor”. She mumbled as we got into the elevator.

She kept resting her head on the wall; I could tell how exhausted she was. It was a miracle she was still standing on her own two feet. Or kind of.

The floor we landed on had a long-ass beige carpet running all through the hallway. I looked around, not sure If we were in an actual hotel or something.

my condo doesn’t look as nice as this tho.

Dara pointed at the last door on the right. She was so tired she barely opened her mouth since we hopped on the taxi.

I opened the door to her flat with the keys still in my hands.

She crawled inside, only to flop onto the floor. Carefully removing my shoes,  I entered the apartment too, remembering to lock the door after me.

An herbal smell filled my nose, she probably had an aroma diffuser somewhere in the living room.

maybe I should get one too.

I turned on the lampstand beside her couch and helped her take off her sneakers, they were those kicks GD customized.

they sure are close, without a doubt.

I quietly looked around; somehow the interior of her flat perfectly suited dara’s bubbly personality. There were many cute displays and colorful frames all over the walls.

~ meeeow ~

A cat approached me, it looked more like a miniature tiger.

“You must be… what was your name again?”.

I paused, scratching my head and trying hard to remember her pet’s name.

“Dadoong-i? Was it Dadoong-i?”.

I knelt to the ground to scratch his head as he kept circling my leg, purring and meowing.

“I stole your owner for a couple of hours, aren’t you mad at me?”.

He kept purring, ignoring the conversation I was trying to have with him.

“You don’t understand me, right? It’s okay”. I chuckled by myself.  

I knew it was incredibly rude of me to explore her house without her consent, but I couldn’t restrain myself from giving in to the curiosity.

What struck me the most was the presence of multiple frames which contained old photos of 2NE1. I could recognize some of the live performances they were taken at. I remember bumping into them on music show back in the day, when I still used to do the MC.

she probably misses those days.

“S-so hot…”. I heard her whining and turned my attention towards her. She was removing her jacket; the warmth of the alcohol probably giving her a hard time.

“Let me help you”.

I grabbed her jacket and laid it onto the side of her couch.  

I looked back at her as she struggled to remove her sweater, the shirt underneath stuck to it revealed her fit belly and chest.

“W-WAIT!”. I stuttered, covering my eyes to give her privacy.

“I’m still here- don’t remove all of your clothes yet!”. I reminded her before she could actually strip.

She crawled towards me and started tugging on the sleeve of my coat. “… p-please bring me clothes”.

“E-eh? How am I supposed to find those?!”.

She slumped back onto the floor, ignoring my questions.

Resigned at my caretaker role I opened various doors in search for her bedroom or closet.  

bingo.

I quietly entered the bedroom and scanned it thoroughly to find her dresser. I couldn’t help but notice the rabbit plushie laid on her bed.  

“What was his name again?”.

I remembered from watching a couple 2NE1TV episodes on the tv back in the day, that bunny plushie was Dara’s favorite one.

I started opening every drawer one by one until I stumbled on some cute pink panties with a cartoon hippo on the front.

“Cute…”, I giggled.

I opened the next one only to find some red lace panties.

“U-urgh...”.

I felt my cheeks become red like tomatoes. I closed shut the drawer and brought my hands to my face to contain my embarrassment.

“W-what am I doing?”. I mumbled.

she’s a grown-ass woman, it shouldn’t be surprising if she wore stuff like this. right?!

does she wear this on a daily basis or for special occasions?

can it be that she-…?

I removed the coat and hoodie I wore as I felt sweat dribble from my forehead, my body was getting hot at those less than holy thoughts.

whoo.

what am I thinking?

I resumed my mission and opened the next drawer to find a bunch of t-shirts folded up neatly. I took a random one and immediately rushed back to the living room.

She extended her arm to grab the shirt.

“P-please turn around …".

I quickly faced the wall to give her the privacy to undress. I could hear her fumbling with her hoodie, her bracelets clinking as they touched the ground while she was removing her clothes sitting on the floor.

“Are you okay?”- I slowly turned around, still covering my face with my palms.

With the corner of my eyes I noticed the sexy line running down her slim back, as she was inserting her head in the large white tee I threw her a couple of seconds before.

I swallowed my saliva and shook my head to remove those thoughts from my head. It wasn’t right for me to have those kinds of thoughts. I was just tipsy. That was all.

“Are you good?”. I faced her again

She started shivering while staring at the slightly open window; the curtain was flowing because of the small breeze that the small gap let in.

I got up and calmly walked towards the window, closing it after checking the view of Seoul’s night that was hidden behind the white curtain.

so that’s what she admires every night before going to sleep…

“I shall go then-“. I hurriedly tried to get to the door.

“p-please…”.

She tugged on the leg on my pants, signaling to stay.

Taking care of others when they were drunk wasn’t my forte, it was usually the other way around. I was the heavy drinker of the bunch. I refused to take on the role of the sober friend who takes everyone home. It wasn’t my style at all.

what am I going to do?

The guilt for the taxi driver accident motivated me enough to stay and take care of her. I felt like it was all my fault: the sudden date, her getting too drunk, the disgusting pig driver. It was only right to check up on her for a while but part of me wanted to run out of the door as soon as possible.

i’m a wolf too.

this sudden urge to put my claws around you…

aren’t you scared?

can I really take care of you?

Dara kept shivering; her small figure trembled under the dim lampshade light.

I rushed to her room again, keeping my feet light not to disturb her, and grabbed the blanket at the end of her bed, kidnapping the bunny plushie in the process too.

Meanwhile, she climbed on the leather couch, struggling a bit. She curled up as I put the blanket over her. I decided to place the rabbit by her side, which she immediately hugged.

A slight smile appeared on her face as she snuggled up in her new sleeping spot. I sat at the end of the couch, right beside her. I couldn’t help but stare at the sleeping beauty, expecting her to come up with some ugly expression.

It was unreal, she was indeed too pretty to be sleeping so peacefully after drinking so many glasses of soju.

I peeked out of the window, wondering what I was going to do.

Was I supposed to spend the night there to look after her? Did I need to cook some hungover soup? We were barely friends, yet I entered her house. Wasn’t that so inappropriate?

I thought of Suwon, Jaeduck and Jaijin’s faces and immediately wanted to smash them for putting me in such a hard spot. They were the masterminds of that disastrous night.

fucking idiots.

It suddenly struck me.

“I don’t really like drinking”.

She mentioned it that day we ate tteobokki together on our YouTube date. I felt so dumb for remembering that statement a little too late.

she could’ve stopped me tho.

She never once refused a drink I poured her.

impossible.

can it be?

“Dara-yah, you didn’t have to do that…”.

I moved a rogue strand of hair that was dangling in front of her face out of the way, admiring how incredibly tranquil her expression was.  

It looked as if she had no problems in the world.

That’s what I used to think before that night. A bubbly and carefree girl.

Who knew that a couple of drops of soju were able to unlock her worries and unexplored thoughts? In a night I had discovered the same things others found out in a year. She was a reserved person, just like me.

That night she made me hop a rollercoaster of mixed emotions.

what is even this girl?

I thought I had figured her out already.  

She was just a talented hoobae, nothing more nothing less. I told myself not to get involved but there I was.

In her flat.

I brought both of my hand to my face, trying to make out the situation I was in.

“Ayt...”.

A deep sigh left my mouth, yet again.

i’m here just because she’s drunk.

what kind of man leaves a poor girl drunk on the streets?

It’s because she’s a girl, not because she’s dara.

of course. that’s why I’m here.

i’m not a heartless bastard.

It could’ve been anyone.

“Stop playing with me!”.

I could not remove her cries and pleading from my head. That’s why I wanted to avoid her in the first place. Not to disappoint her. I blamed those three pricks for trapping me in that situation.

She was begging me not to play with her feelings and yet I was so close to kissing her, even if I my purpose all night was to reject her.

really...what had gotten into me?

maybe i’m a bastard after all.

[...]

A ray of light shyly invaded the darkness of the living room, hitting my eyes.

I woke up, startled.

i must’ve passed out on the couch.

I rubbed my eyes, refusing to believe I had spent the entire night at my hoobae’s place.

fuck. what time is it?

I turned to my left; Dara was still sleeping peacefully.

I still had a hard time believing that the same girl who was yelling at me the night before was the same one sleeping so peacefully on the couch.

Ack-

The hangover was always the worst part of every drinking experience. My head felt a thousand pounds heavier just resting on my shoulder.

~ bzzzz bzzzzz bzzzzz ~

The loud buzzing of the doorbell ringed in my head like a tennis balls bouncing in an empty room.

I stood up and dragged my whole body to the entrance.

“DARA-SSI DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY TIMES I’VE CALLED YOU? HOW COME YOU DIDN’T REPLY TO NONE OF MY CALLS-…”.

huh?

A man appeared right behind the door, his brows furrowed, creating a multitude of wrinkles on his forehead.

“And who the hell are you?!”. He shouted, expecting someone else to open the door.

I stepped outside and closed the door behind me, not wanting his yells to wake up the hungover girl still sleeping on the couch.

“Why the hell are you yelling at this hour of the day?”. I whined while checking if the hallway was empty, pretty annoyed by his sudden presence.

“I’m her manager. What are you doing in her apartment?!”.

I tilted my head at the man, who kept stomping his feet. Everything sounded muffled, as if a mine had just exploded right beside me. His words came out of my ears without being registered.

“W-what are you talking about all of a sudden?”. I blurted out.

He ignored me and proceeded to quietly opened the door; probably spying on the inside of the flat only to find Dara passed out on the couch.

“What have you done to her?”. He struck me again with a fulminating gaze but all I could do was raise my eyebrow, ignoring his banters.

He got closer to me, probably sniffing my stink of alcohol mixed with Dara’s scent, it was so strong I could smell it too.

“I KNEW IT! YOU DISGUSTING ANIMALS ALWAYS LURE HER LIKE THIS!”.

“What-“.  

He grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and slammed me against the door with full force.

“YOU’RE A DISGUSTING ANIMAL, LEAVE HER BE”.

“I BROUGHT HER HERE SAFELY, WHAT NON-SENSE ARE YOU SPOUTING?!”. – I defended myself.

“YOU BROUGHT HER HERE TO SATISFY YOUR DISGUSTING EGO”. The dude clenched his teeth, as the rage inside him boiled up to the limit.

“I BROUGHT HER HERE BECAUSE SHE DIDN’T WANT TO CALL YOU!”.

He slowly released his grip.

His eyes opening wide at the sudden revelation.

“W-what?”.

A look of disbelief appeared on his face as he stepped back from me.

“That’s right, why are you getting so worked up for?”.

He remained silent, still processing the information I gave him.

“Why do you care about her private life so much, anyway? Just focus on your work”.

I rolled my eyes at him, who felt betrayed by his own confidence.

“Tsk- Stay away from her”. 

He shoved me aside, with his hand, making me crash against the wall on the other side.

this bastard-

He didn’t lose a second and quickly got inside the flat, locking me out of it.

this did not just happen.

for fuck’s sake.

“MY JACKET YOU BASTARD!”. 

I smashed my fist onto the door repeatedly, the blood going to my head.

I dropped onto the ground as the door opened and smashed against my nose.

My coat and hoodie were thrown away out of the door.

“NOW GET LOST!”.

His annoying voice came out from behind the door before closing shut again. 

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p.s. this chapter is so short compared to the other ones because of me being indecisive over the plot. because of uni i’m hella busy but i’ll try to update as much as I can. thank you for being so patient, kind and also interested in my work! It’s not much but it’s fun to create something that can be enjoyable for all of you dara/jiwon/darawon stans ~

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