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happysprings · 27 days ago

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Still you

chapter 1

Chapter 2

Next morning, you woke up with a nasty headache. You woke up and went to the dining area only to find your mom, dad , youngseo's dad and Jinyoung's parents, you smiled and greeted them. You sat with them for breakfast smiling apologetically "here this is the hangover soup" you dad spoke passing you the bowl. You took the spoon as you were about to eat your mom spoke "seriously you come home after so long just to get drunk this bad?" you didnt say anything you just scratched your head and ate. "what are your plans for a job in korea ?? have you thought about it?" asked Jinyoung's dad you smiled and said "yes about that.." you looked at your mom and dad "so I randomly applied for a position here in South Korea...." you again looked at your parents being doubtful about the response., "and..what?" asked your mom. "I got selected in Konkuk University Medical Centre in Seoul as Cardiothoracic surgeon.. and i am joining in 5 days." you waited for everyone's response, but thankfully you everyone was happy and congratulated you. As everyone was congratulating you Youngseo, Yuri and Jinyoung entered. Suddenly Jinyoung's mom asked "did you find a house there? do you need a help?" hearing this Yuri jumped "ya Y/N you are moving to Seoul ???" you nodded as youngseo spoke "well even I am moving to Seoul too.. I got transferred to the Seoul office!." you smiled and hugged Youngseo "I got a job in Konkuk University Medical Centre we can stay together!" you both hugged. Meanwhile Jinyoung was watching you guys in awe, as Yuri spoke "then lets search for a bigger house and stay together." the three of you did a group hug. Suddenly youngseo's father asked Jinyoung "what about your plans Jinyoung I read Got7 will be having a comeback. Is it true?" Jinjoung smiled and nodded. Yuri asked when he is going back and he spoke "tomorrow" hearing this youngseo spoke "then lets go together we all are going back me, yuri and Y/n has to find a house and move in in 5 days ." Yuri agreed, and Jinyoung looked at you but you didnt react. "so lets sort properties and pack ." you and went to your room. Youngseo followed you to your room "whats going on with you and jinyoung?" she asked , you turn around and said "nothing....why will there be anything going on." to which youngseo replied "because you guys were inseparable." you sighed "that was long time ago.. we didnt even talk all these years. What do you expect." Yuri entered and spoke "so you are mad at him? that he didnt contact you." said Yuri "No, even I didnt contact him all these years."you said "but you came to soo young Unnie's wedding did you guys talk?" you nodded and said no to which younseo questioned "why?" "because I only came to attend the weeding, I came met his parents sooyoung unnie and bo young unnie and went on, I had a big surgery scheduled the next day so u wasnt able to stay any longer." you answered. Hearing this Yuri smirked "There is so much tension between you two, I think you two need to be locked in a room together." you hit Yuri and dragged both of them out of your room as you freshen up. You guys did the apartment hunting and packed you things. By the time you guys were done it was time for dinner your mom called the three of you and said "girls lets go for dinner today we are having at Jinyoung's. his mom made Bulgogi.." hearing this Yuri spoke "finally lets go and get ready for actual drama." you rolled your eyes and went on. As you entered his mom greeted you guys and she told you girls to go to Jinyoung's room. As you entered you nodded jinyoung and sat there, the room was still the same when you were kids ,near the night stand there was a photo of frame of you and jinyoung together when you guys were returning from school, his father took that picture and he still kept it. Yuri spotted that frame and asked Jinyoung "ooo you still have this... didnt you miss her at all ?? you guys were inseparable in school." Jinyoung smiled "yeah I still have it." you gave youngseo the look to control Yuri and she dragged Yuri.

Now its just you and Jinyoung in the room "Do you smoke?" Jinyoung raise his eyes "do you ?" you looked somewhere else and whispered silently "yes, I do." Jinyoung was about to lecture you just then his mom called you guys for dinner., you ran off leaving Jinyoung amused. Jinyoung was furious thinking how could you smoke? why would you poison your body like this. His mom called again and he came down as well. now everyone sat around the table you guys had dinner peacefully and you excused yourself saying you want to go out for fresh air. It was the most basic excuse for a smoker as you went out walked few meters away from house you lit a cigarette. You were smoking suddenly Jinyoung came and took the cigarette and threw it. "are you serious? you want it so much." hearing this you rolled your eyes, you started to walk ahead suddenly Jinyoung ran behind you and put his hand in your pocket and took the pack of cigarette and held it high. Damn he is tall, you thought as you jumped and tried to get the packet. "take it come on." he spoke you got irritated "okay fine take it I'll buy a new one." and walked away. Jinyoung followed you and held your wrist as he spoke "yaa you know its not good for health you are a doctor yourself why would you do that." you removed his hand and silently went away. and got inside your home. Later Yuri and Youngseo Joined Jinyoung, he asked them "do you guys know she started smoking ?" to which Yuri said "long time ago, " youngseo nodded and said "yeah i think she started smoking in the second year of her med school. as per her med school was stressful, later she started smoking regularly when she became resident her reason was she wouldnt get sleep for 3 days straight and cigarette helped her to be awake." hearing this Jinyoung's expression soften. Youngseo patted Jinyoung's back and spoke "dont worry we will help her quit smoking once we stay together." Jinyoung nodded and asked if they need help with moving stuff to which both agreed. As they were walking back to their homes Jinyoung asked Youngseo "how is she?" to which youngseo smiled "kind of mad but will not admit it since it will hurt her ego.. you didnt even call." Jinyoung looked down and said "You know I couldnt, I became a trainee and then debuted I was packed." Yuri spoke "we know but still you stopped contacting. but anyway you guys can fix it" Jinyoung didnt say anything he just nodded as Yuri spoke again "okay tell me one thing is Jaebom really handsome in person as well? " hearing this youngseo rolled her eyes as Jinyoung spoke "I'll bring my guys whenever you'll move in then you can look by yourself." Yuri smiled and said "Perks of having an Idol friend. Oppa Oppa saranghaeo." hearing this Jinyoung rolled his eyes and the three of them went homes. Next morning you wore a black tshirt and black Cargo with black sunglasses obviously you didnt get sleep because you got a call from Aubrey about a case. You took your luggage and then you got a call from Lily meanwhile you were on call Jinyoung came and took your bag and settled the luggage in the other car. Seoul was far, it was around 400 km from Jinhae , as you 4 went near the car Jinyoung got into the driver seat you were still on call discussing about a case Yuri and youngseo settled at the back, Yuri smiled and called you to sit inside the car. You saw you got the passenger seat and rolled your eyes at both of them but you sat. You were still on call, telling Lily about the line of treatment. Finally after 10 min the call got over as Yuri spoke "how can you love this stuff? You do this daily I heard it and i found it so boring." You smiled and said "with time you get used to it." then Youngseo spoke "dont you feel weird when you see all that blood? arent you grossed out?" you nodded and said you are used to it, you yawned youngseo spoke again hearing you yawn "dont tell me you didnt sleep yesterday!" to which you said "no i dint I was busy with all these calls from Lily aubrey and Luke."

The drive was very clam and you almost fell asleep. But because of sudden break you were about to fall forward but Jinyoung was so careful he touched your forehead so you dont get hurt but you woke up and Jinyoung pulled over to the side and asked you to move. You moved forward as jinyoung scolded "thats why you should wear seatbelt properly." saying this you came forward and took the belt and dragged it and clipped it properly for a moment he was too close that you could smell his cologne and see his skin was so flawless. You ask him if they are going to halt he nodded and stops, you guys got out and looked for a place to smoke. As you found it you lit a cigarette and got a call from Luke asking about the clothes that will be suitable for Seoul. Suddenly Jiyoung pops and takes your phone away and disconnects it and with other hand he takes your cigarette and throws it. You dont say anything you just sigh and go away. You ordered an ice cream while you were eating Jinyoung follows you. you ignore him go straight to his car and you sat at the back right behind the driver's seat. Jinyoung notices that and takes his driver's seat. When Yuri and youngseo return Yuri sat at the passenger's seat and Youngseo sat with you. while you sat you suddenly notice that Jinyoung adjusts the rear view mirror so that you he could keep eyeing you. You saw that and wore your sunglasses. Youngseo whispered and asked "Did something happen between you and jinyoung?" you look at youngseo and whispered "the hell is wrong with you two? Its been really long, I dont really have any room for all these things, its just that now he is just somebody that I used to know. Not more than that and stop doing all these things." saying this you turn away and looked outside window. You were now regretting coming back to South Korea. You finally reach at Yuri's. As you guys were unloading the luggage Jinyoung came to help you but you abruptly took you luggage and went inside.

You guys had luch at Yuri's, Finally Jinyoung was leaving before going he asked both your friends that he want to talk to you to with youngseo said "try harder!" and both of them went. You were at the balcony suddenly Jinyoung came and stood beside you , the moment you notice that you turn around to leave but jinyoung held you wrist "You do understand that you cannot avoid me forever." you dont give any reaction which irritates him "Its been so long that we met instead of talking and catching up you are just ignoring me." you turn to face him as you spoke "what do you expect me to do? talk to you catch up? what exactly you want to know or talk? you seriously feel we should talk?" hearing this he rubbed his temple "Fine i am sorry that I didnt call or tried to contact." "exactly if you didnt try anything in these years dont try it now." you said and left. Jinyoung had nothing to say he knew it was his fault and he went on.

Next day was your moving day. You were already there you guiding the people where to keep the Furniture. suddenly 2 cars appear it was Jinyoung and his groupmates. Of course you knew them all. Jackson came to you and greeted you then Jinyoung came and draped his hand around your shoulder and pulled you little close and introduced you them with everyone. Jaebum spoke as everyone left "so you are Y/N .. must say i have heard a lot about you." hearing this you smiled and ask who told him about you. To which jaebum answered "jinyoung, " you smiled and got back to work, it was windy outside so Jinyoung came and told to go inside and do something else he'll take care of the things outside. You didnt argue and went inside. As you entered Bambam spoke "Noona...I have heard a lot about you..." You smiled. "You guys are having a comeback right??" You asked bambam and he replied "yes we already started let's see when we get prepared" you nodded and got back to work.

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thealternateuniverse · 9 days ago

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GOT7: The High School Menace Chronicles

Jaebum – The Walking Injury

🏃‍♂️ Tried to jump off the second floor, dislocated his shoulder instead. 🚿 Slipped on a wet floor, because karma is fast. 🪜 Fell down the stairs while chasing Youngjae for something stupid. 🐈 Goes to the vet clinic for anti-rabies shots because his cat scratched his eye for the ninth time. 🏚️ Broke a wall in the classroom after a "heated" argument with Jackson. 🍗 Fought Jackson again over chicken wings, but it was actually Bambam who stole them. 🕺 Dislocates something in his body at least once a week—whether it's from bboying or escaping class. 👊 "One for all, all for one" in fights—touch his brothers and you're done. ⚖️ Takes the blame when things go south, but gets away using loopholes in the school rules.

Mark – The Silent War Machine

🥊 Always involved in fights—sometimes for no reason. 🔪 Joins fights just because his brothers are in one. 📦 Objects should not be near him—he will throw them to someone when pissed. 💻 Almost hit a teacher when he threw his MacBook at Bambam. ⚔️ Has beef with people from other classes & years (Hui, Young K, and Jaebum too sometimes). 🌡️ Broke the AC in the classroom out of rage because of Youngjae, replaced it the next day like nothing happened. 🏃‍♂️ Uses martial arts skills to escape school with Jackson and Jaebum. 🩹 Frequent flyer in the school clinic—bruises, scratches, and probably a broken bone or two.

Jackson – The Walking Chaos

🥊 Has beef with everyone over petty things—food, objects, or his mood just shifting. 💨 Cannot shut up or stay in one place for more than five minutes. 🌍 "The world rotates just fine when Jackson shuts his mouth"—JayB. 🚪 Escapes school with Mark and Jaebom. 🕊️ Tries to be the peacemaker but ends up fighting anyway. 🦶 Injured his foot doing a bad martial arts landing—argued with the disciplinary officer instead of accepting detention. 🛑 Constantly roasts the principal (JYP). 📍 Is everywhere—except in class. 🎉 Got caught throwing a classroom party and turning it into a club.

Jinyoung – The Brain Cell Holder (But Evil)

👨‍⚖️ Regular in the guidance office—gaslights the counselor instead of being counseled. 📢 Leads student protests—"No hamburgers in the cafeteria is a human rights violation." 🕵️‍♂️ Creates perfect excuses to cover for his brothers. 👿 JYP’s #1 hater—tears down school posters or draws devil horns on JYP’s face. 😑 Dead inside whenever JYP holds an assembly about himself. 📞 The emergency contact for everyone, even though he’s done with them all.

Youngjae – The Accidental Criminal

🔪 Almost got expelled for bringing a knife to school—excuse: "method acting for a role." (Got casted in "Friendly Rivalry) ⚾ Swung a baseball bat and accidentally hit another student. 🦵 Cramps his legs doing a TikTok challenge—regrets everything. 🎙️ Forgot his mic was on during a live school radio broadcast—cussed out JYP, entire campus heard it. 🎭 Loves to provoke Mark & Jackson just to watch them explode. 🍲 Left Jackson to pay for their Shabu Shabu bill—Jackson almost died of high blood pressure.

Bambam – The Ultimate Instigator

💻 Hacked the school's official page—started shitposting & flexed himself as the school’s "IT boy." 🗣️ Exposed everyone—except himself and his brothers. 👑 Admin of the school’s gossip page. 😴 Energetic everywhere—except in class, gets full 8 hours of sleep at school. 😂 Triggers Mark, Jackson, & Jinyoung—gets something thrown at him every time. 🍗 Eats his brothers' food, then watches them blame each other for stealing it. 🔥 Starts fights but escapes every time, leaving everyone else to take the blame.

Yugyeom – The Chaotic Gentle Giant

📢 LOUD ASF, his whispers are someone else's yelling. 🏗️ Breaks things just by existing (too big, too tall). 🧪 Destroyed a science cylinder—his brothers told him it was the most expensive one, cried when he found out it was a prank. 🗣️ Talks back to his brothers but somehow gets away with it. 😴 Sleeps in class like Bambam. 📚 Fails one test and decides to sabotage everyone else by giving them the wrong answers. 🏎️ Drives like he’s in Fast & Furious—doesn’t even have a license yet. 🧠 Mentally stable but selectively unhinged—pranks his brothers just for fun.

Summary:

🥊 Fighter Squad: Mark, Jaebum, Jackson 🧠 Gaslighter King: Jinyoung 🍲 Food Thief: Bambam (but frames others) 📻 Public Enemy #1 (to JYP): Youngjae 💀 Survival Instincts Too Strong: Bambam 🎭 Done With Everyone: Jinyoung 🚑 School Clinic Regulars: Jaebum, Mark, Jackson 🏗️ Walking Disaster: Yugyeom

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igot7bulletproofmonstas · 1 month ago

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Dysfunctional

Characters: Jinyoung (GOT7)

Words: 3,838

Summary: After a bad day of everything going wrong, you go to hang out with your BFF's, Stray Kids, but they have a surprise for you that starts to go horribly wrong for them, but horribly right for you.

Warnings: Physical violence, hardcore smut, angry asshole Jinyoung, unprotected sex, breeding kink, a bit of aftercare and a cathartic conversation.

A/N: First and foremost I wanna stress a few things.

#1, this is FICTION. This DOES NOT represent any of the people mentioned in this fic, so if you wanna barge in and start hollering at me for "making Jinyoung a violent asshole" well, go away and come back with a warrant.

#2 this fic contains physical violence that does kinda look like DV. If that bothers you , DO NOT READ.

#3 I wrote this in first person POV in an attempt to make it more palatable. I honestly thought if I wrote this as a Y/N POV it would be too much for people. So, if you wanna take a shot and read it, think of it as this is happening TO ME and NOT to YOU.

My only excuse is I used to write for SPN, so writing violence with my smut just comes natural.

I also don't feel like this is "complete", but I just don't have it in me right now to polish it up and make it what I really want it to be. I'm going thru some shit okay?

Tagging: @ot7sgoodgirl and @kpop---scenarios as they are the only ones who knew I was writing it and encouraged me to keep going.

The day couldn’t have been worse. Everything that could go wrong, absolutely did and by the time I got in the cab to head to my destination, I was ready to let the dam break.

First, there was an IT glitch at work that caused me to lose 3 accounts that I’d been working on for months with no repair in sight. My boss called me into her office to let me know my PTO that I put in SIX months ago had been denied and rescinded. Someone had stolen my lunch out of the community fridge, so I was left eating stale saltines from my desk with tap water. My last pair of stockings got a run when I stopped my briefcase from falling into the puddle by the curb, the hinges digging into the flimsy material and into my skin, leaving a bloody welt behind.

As I sat down and shut the door of the car, I picked up my phone to text the boys that I was finally on my way, but they better have some soju on hand. Changbin responded with, “Something better.”

The cab pulled up to the massive building and I stepped out, narrowly avoiding yet another puddle. Damn rainy season! I hustled up to the building, my keycard allowing me inside easily.

“Wow, who shit in your cereal, honey?”, asked the evening guard with a look of concern on his face.

“The universe, my sweet, and I hope it falls in the bowl and drowns. Hope your day is better than mine.” I sighed, walking past him to the elevators; still keeping a tight rein on the waterworks. I wasn’t the type to cry unless I was royally pissed off and I had definitely hit that limit.

When the doors opened and I saw the SKZ dorm, my chest tightened. Yeah, I needed my boys tonight. Fuck this day and the horse it rode in on.

I had just begun typing in the passcode to get into the dorm when it suddenly opened to reveal Minho standing on the other side. Shocked by my deep frown, he pulled me inside quickly and wrapped me into a tight hug. “Surprise NOW, guys! 911!” he said as he let go and pulled me behind him into the general living space. It took me exactly .3 seconds to lay eyes on JB and other members of GOT7 sitting on the various couches and chairs. He was on his feet in an instant, ready for me to leap into his arms like I always did.

“OH MY GOD ARE YOU SERIOUS?!?!?!” I squealed, wrapping my whole body around JB’s solid frame and burying my face into his neck. I had been trying to set up a time to see them before they started the heavy hitting portion of their comeback activities, but schedules always seemed to get in the way. A chorus of 5 voices calling various loving nicknames joined in with JB’s whispered, “Hey sweetheart.” as he hugged me tight. I raised my head, eyes locking on someone standing in the doorway that lead to the communal bathroom.

“What is THAT doing here?” my voice joined another, uttering the same question, as my gaze landed on the one person that I often daydreamed about dropping into a cement mixer full of quicksand.

“Oh shit, here we go.” Jackson said as he walked back to stand beside my arch nemesis, Park Jinyoung.

All 8 of SKZ looked at each other bewildered, Chan looking to JB for an answer of any kind.

“I came here to spend time with my brothers, not listen to this bitch”, Jinyoung spat, a hard gaze leveled right at me.

“C’mon Hyung, can’t you keep it civil for 5 minutes?” Jackson pleaded beside him.

I slid down JB’s body, standing on wobbly feet from the adrenaline suddenly coursing through my body.

“What are you even doing here? Don’t you have some acting classes to attend? Couldn’t even convince someone with diarrhea to buy toilet paper!” my words loaded with disdain.

“What are you even doing here ‘Sweetheart’?” his last word thick with sarcastic saccharine. “Been too long since you got bent over by my brothers?”

My hands clenched into fists at my sides, shoulders shaking with pure unadulterated rage. I started to open my mouth, but JB grabbed me around the waist and slapped a hand across my mouth before I could speak.

“C’mon sweetheart, let’s not do this okay? Let’s just have a nice visit while we can.” JB whispered against my cheek.

“What the hell is going on?” Changbin asked Chan who only shrugged. Yugyeom made his way over to the group to explain.

“So, we really didn’t think this would happen and I’m so sorry, Hyung” Yugyeom bowed his head while addressing Chan.

“What IS going on?” Chan asked

“Noona and Hyung have a...complicated relationship?” Yugyeom offered as Youngjae joined them.

“They hate one another, let’s just call it what it is.” Youngjae said flatly.

“Woah, wait what?” Hyunjin asked as he joined in the conversation, the rest of SKZ following him.

“I don’t wanna overstep, but are you sure?” Minho offered. “They both look like they wanna devour each other, both literally and sexually.”

“Maybe?” Yugyeom responded “but let’s hope not. The last time that happened, we had to clean up broken glass, broken furniture, and they both needed stitches.”

“I’m sorry, I just hallucinated, run that by me again?” Chan asked increduously

“They’re…..rough.” Youngjae began as a commotion caught everyone’s attention.

“You rat bastard sonofabitch I will end you!” I screamed, struggling with all my might to wiggle out of JB’s grasp.

“Oh! Is that it? You DO want them to fold you like the dirty laundry you are?” Jinyoung chuckled.

Changbin’s ears perked up at that and he took a deep breath, inflating to make himself appear bigger. “Hyung, is there really a reason for that kind of talk?”

“What are you getting so upset for little bro? Oh!” Jinyoung’s chuckle gains an edge of disgusted glee. “You decided to move on to the kids after we left, didn’t you? You just have to ride anything associated with JYP don’t you?”

CRACK

In a split second, I was out of JB’s grasp, across the room, and landing closed fisted punch directly to Jinyoung’s jaw causing him to stumble backwards.

“You miss getting fucked by JYPapi that bad that you have to take it out on me, you pathetic prick?” I seethed.

Jinyoung rights himself and wipes his mouth to see blood. His eyes light up with a fire I hadn’t seen in over 3 years.

“I don’t think me getting fucked is what we should be discussing” Jinyoung’s bloody grin would send shivers down most spines, but not me. My thoughts turn back to the last time we two fought 3 years ago. It was brutal, bloody, and absolutely orgasmic.

“What do you want to discuss short dick? The fact you can’t get a girl if you paid her?”

SLAP

My head snaps to the side as the back of Jinyoung’s hand comes in contact with my cheek, the taste of metal already beginning to pool against my teeth. He walks forward, his body pushing me back to the nearest wall.

“You really wanna run your mouth? I’ll give you something to use it on.” Jinyoung’s grin sends shivers through my body as his hand reaches down towards his zipper. In an instant my forearm connects with his throat as I twist our bodies around and pin him up against the same wall.

“What? That tiny dick?” I giggle, the blood smeared across my teeth matching his.

Jinyoung reaches forward, still pinned to the wall and cards a hand through to the back of my hair where he grips and yanks hard. “Oh you need it real bad, don’t you?” he smirks.

My left hand then reaches down and grabs his crotch with a painfully tight squeeze, his rock hard erection throbbing and making him yelp.

“You think you can handle me? Last time you needed stitches.” I purr with my nose right up against his.

“So did you” he huffs before pulling me forward into a bruising kiss, tasting each others blood on our tongues and making me squeeze him even harder.

“Should we do something?” Felix grits out, panicked as he and Jisung try their best to hold onto Changbin who looks like he wants to rip his Hyung’s head clean from his shoulders.

“Nope, now is the time we all disappear, but you have a first aid kit fully stocked right?” Jackson asks the scared looking group. Jisung nods as he swallows thickly.

“Then let’s let them work it out. Trust me, they won’t kill each other, but it will be messy” Mark says as he and the rest of GOT7 put arms around their Jr’s to lead them out of the dorm.

“But they just kissed with blood in their mouths?!” Jeongin whines, clearly disturbed by the sight he was witnessing.

“I promise you, it’s not the first time they’ve ingested each others….fluids” Yugyeom says as he drags the youngest along with him and out the door.

Pulling his fingers from my hair, he reaches down to the collar of my dress shirt and rips straight down sending buttons flying every direction.

“I wanna see those beautiful tits.” He says thickly, his mouth still tainted by the blood from the split on his lip.

Letting go of his length, I reach for his belt, unbuckle it and pull it free to wrap it around the arm that had been pinning his neck. Pulling back with all the force I can, I whack it harshly against his ass, pulling a needy moan from his throat.

Ripping the belt from my grasp, he grabs me painfully by my shoulder, spinning me around and smashing my face into the wall.

“Did you forget who’s in charge here?” he huffs against my ear as he hauls off and whips me across both ass cheeks with the belt before pressing his raging erection right against my sore ass. A whining moan forces it’s way out of my mouth as my legs feel like they’re gonna give out beneath me, but I won’t let him win.

“I remember clearly...and you should respect your elders.” I grunt as I push off the wall hard, knocking him off balance before I turn and push, sending him toppling to the nearest couch.

Grabbing the collar of his dress shirt I lean down to take a button into my mouth.

“You and your prissy…”

I bite and spit a button across the room.

“Preppy little….”

bite

“holier than thou asshole...”

bite

“and these fucking dress shirts.” I finish as I spit the last button out like it offended me.

Crawling back up towards his collarbones, I begin to bite the flesh of his chest, my teeth leaving deep indents from his collarbone all the way down to his happy trail.

The desperate moans spilling from him are enough to completely drench my panties and dress slacks, as if they would survive this. I knew better, every stitch of clothing we wore would be in shreds by the end.

“We’re still wearing too many clothes” he breathes as he tries desperately to pull every stitch of fabric from my lower half, ripping the slacks and panties at the seams.

I hum in agreement as I raise up, allowing him to stand so I can work his own pants off. He slaps at my hands, not allowing me to touch as he unbuttons and slides the fabric down his thighs. I grunt in frustration, but he stops me cold as he slaps me across the face again. The sting sending arousal straight to my core.

“Bitches don’t get to touch until they’re told they can” he singsongs as he steps out of his slacks and reaches forward to push me back on the couch. Before he can react, I grab his thighs with both hands, dragging all 10 fingernails deeply, leaving angry red marks behind as he sucks in air through his teeth.

“That’s right ‘bitches’ don’t.” I spit, my eyes locked on the prize of his throbbing cock. I want it in my mouth so badly. I want to feel him pulse and I especially want to feel him twitch and hear him whimper as I take him down my throat as far as I can and pull back, scraping my teeth slowly, but firmly all the way up.

A grumble rumbles up from deep in his chest as he lurches forward and traps me under him, spreading my legs with the weight of his body. He knows exactly what I want to do with his cock, I’ve done it before and he blew his load down my throat instantly the last time I did. I try desperately to close them and scoot away, just to piss him off more, but he grips my inner thighs hard enough to bruise on contact.

“Do I need to make sure you’re ready for me or are you already soaking wet like the slut I know you are?” he breathes against my quivering center. Grabbing a handful of his hair, I bring his face to exactly where we both want him to be and smash his face, grinding my heat against him and smearing my slick all over his face. “What do you think?”

He grunts deeply as he rears back, grabbing my leg closest to the back of the couch and raises it up towards my chest and in one smooth motion he buries himself balls deep, not giving me any chance to adjust to his size whatsoever. It stings, it burns, and it throbs so good. He starts an absolutely brutal pace, battering my pussy with thrusts hard enough to give us both whiplash. I wrap my legs around his back and squeeze like I’m trying to break his ribs and honestly? A small part of me wants to.

“That perfect pussy….must be because my brothers wore it out for me” he groans as he continues to plow me like his life depends on it.

“Nah, it’s just that little cock. Fits just right.” I cry out, raking my nails down his back until I feel my fingertips wet with his blood making him fuck me harder and faster. He pulls both my arms above my head and holds my wrists as his body weight holds me still. He grinds into me, his pubic bone driving into my clit and setting off my orgasm like fireworks. As pleasure rips through my body, it throws off his rhythm long enough for me to push him off me so I can straddle him. The rough fabric of the couch makes him hiss when it comes into contact with the bloody scratches down his back.

“Oh fuck, you make me feel so alive.” he groans as I start riding him, his cock sliding in and out of me so perfectly. I lean forward, wrapping both hands around his neck, putting pressure on his carotid and not his windpipe because I don’t actually want to kill him...yet. The way he fills me, stretches me, like we were made for each other. I know he feels the same the way he’s gripping my body like I’m going to disappear. His moans, grunts, growls and groans are that of perfect pleasure.

“Sweet girl, please stop. I’m about to…” he cries out, his hips bucking of their own volition. I wait until the last possible second and then stand. Pulling him out of me and grip his base, squeezing so he can’t blow just yet.

The angry whine that escapes him sounds like pure sin as I sit back towards his knees and lean over, taking him down my throat in one go. The ragged hiss that escapes him is glorious. I hold there long enough to swallow around his tip and as I pull off, I indeed, scrape my teeth along his entire shaft.

“No, fuck!” he yells, grabbing his dick out of my mouth and hand so he can stop the inevitable once again. Pushing me off him, he grabs my legs and flips me facedown, pulling my hips up and shoving my face down, like I’m a bitch in heat and he’s ready to breed me. He slams back in and starts fucking me with long, deep, slow strokes. Bouncing against my cervix with each thrust, he builds speed and intensity, the loud smack of his hips against my ass resonates throughout the room.

He reaches out to thread his fingers through the back of my hair and grips as hard as he can, pulling me up and brushing his lips against my ear.

“Ok, now I’m ready to cum. You’re gonna take it and you’re gonna like it, isn’t that right?” he growls. I can feel another orgasm building with every roll of his hips, my walls gripping around him.

“I’m gonna fill you so full and so deep and I’m not gonna pull out until your womb has soaked up every last drop of my seed. Understand?” he breathes.

Between the glide of his cock through my walls and the filth pouring from his lips, the coil in my belly snaps and pleasure washes through me like a tidal wave, my legs shaking with the force.

“That’s a good slut, here it comes. Take it! Take it all!” Jinyoung cries out, sinking his teeth deeply into my shoulder as he buries himself to the hilt, filling me with his warmth.

There’s no sound in the room save the heaving breaths coming from our tired bodies. Jinyoung then covers my body with his own and his lips latch onto my shoulder where he bit me, his tongue laving over the broken skin.

“Why do we always have to scar each other?” he sighs, once all the blood has been licked clean from my shoulder.

“Because we hate each other. It’s called a hate fuck for a reason.” I sigh wearily, not really in the mood for conversation. I just want to get up, clean up and call the boys to come back to comfort me.

“Does it have to be a hate fuck?” he asks softly as he peels himself away from me, pulling me into a sitting position next to him.

“What else could it be?” my expression giving away my shock.

Standing from the couch, Jinyoung makes his way to the bathroom to find first aid supplies and grab a couple waters from the mini fridge on his way back to me. He checks me over to make sure there are no serious injuries before cleaning and applying antibiotic cream and a square of gauze to my shoulder. When he deems me patched, he turns and lets me tend to the slashes down his back. I pull out antiseptic and gauze and begin to tend to his wounds as he sharply sucks air through his teeth and grips a handful of couch cushion as I cleanse the affected areas.

“I just think that there’s obviously chemistry between us and it doesn’t need to be so violent.” Jinyoung says flatly, anticipating an acerbic response from me.

I sigh before grabbing a packet of scar cream to smooth over his back. “Maybe? I don’t even understand how it got to this point to be honest. We’ve always had some snide remark towards one another, but that day 3 years ago. What even was that?” I question honestly.

Jinyoung turns to me, pulling the packet from my grasp and taking my hands into his. “We both were going through a bad time back then you know---”. I squeeze his hands, not wanting him to go any further with that statement. Neither of us needing to remember that part of the past right now. “I’m just saying, we took it out on each other. Probably in the most toxic way known to human kind, but it is what it is. I just don’t think it needs to be like this anymore.” the softness in his eyes was not only foreign to me, but a little unnerving.

“We have attraction, do we not?” he asks point blank.

“I mean, yeah…” he cuts me off before I can continue.

“and we obviously trust each other more than we’re willing to admit. I mean, would you let anyone else manhandle you the way I have?” I shake my head as he continues. “I know I would never let anyone else do the things you do to me. So, why do we need to go so hard at each other, like we’re going to war?”

I suck in a deep breath, pulling my hand back to pinch the bridge of my nose. “You know you annoy me when you make sense.” I say with a smirk and a smile forms across his face.

“So, what do you say? Truce?” his hand releasing mine to hold out a pinky.

“What are you, 5?” I giggle as I accept his pinky with my own.

“No, that’s Chan” he replies with a wide grin.

“So, from here on out, we make love?” I ask with the gooeyest heart eyes I can muster.

“Eww, no.” he fake gags. “Let’s just release tension without battle scars and broken lamps.” the scar on the back of my arm tenses at the memory.

“Ok, but I still expect you to plow me into oblivion” I advise firmly, with my arms crossed over my chest.

“Always” he replies with a grin as he walks into the room he’s chosen to sleep in and comes back with two pairs of sleep pants and a shirt. We dress each other and get into a comfortable snuggle on the couch while downing the bottles of water. It’s not long before I fall asleep in his arms feeling content and safe.

“I don’t hear anything, you don’t think they finally killed each other do you?” Yugyeom asks with genuine fear in his eyes.

“IF they had, the whole floor would’ve heard it and there’d be ambulances and fire trucks and the whole nine.” JB says as he uses his keycard on the door and opens it slowly and carefully.

“Everyone okay?” JB calls out as he peeks inside. “Everyone DECENT?” Bambam adds with a chuckle.

Jackson pushes past JB into the main room and gasps loudly at the sight before him, the rest of GOT7 and SKZ filing in behind.

“I don’t believe it.” Jackson breathes, almost inaudibly as they all take in the sight of Jinyoung and I wrapped around each other like lovers with slight grins on our faces, bloody gauze and bandaid wrappers strewn across the coffee table.

“This is a good thing, right?” Chan asks hopefully.

“I toldja they were going to devour each other” Minho says with a smirk, earning a groan from almost everyone in the room.

#GOT7 smut #GOT7 fanfic #kpop fanfic #Jinyoung x Reader #First person POV #Kpop smut #Kpop female reader #I honestly don't know how else to tag this right now.

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severepizzaduck · 25 days ago

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Bro I have some thoughts about the whole HYBE vs Newjeans case. HYBE is a shit company no doubt, I would absolutely sell them to the devil for a single piece of gum, BUT njeans are not helping their situation either 😭.

Everyone knows that once a group files a case against their company, their career will start going downhill (unless they're a really successful group like Got7 and can set up your own label) because then the other companies get wary of hiring them (because what if they file a case against us?). Even though I fully support each of these idols putting their companies in their place, njeans is not going about it correctly 😭.

Up until a few months back, the general public ADORED njeans and rightfully so, and even after the feud started they still had overwhelming support (because who tf likes HYBE) BUTTTT when they started demanding minheejin's return as CEO... That's when things started to go down because news flash- People don't like mhj.

Mhj was found to be trash talking HYBE idols like Jungkook and saying stuff like "BTS is a copy of Exo", and everyone knows how armys are so people were ready with pitchforks. And besides all this, she idolises works that depict pdf files and child grooming. Plus it's pretty obvious that she's a groomer herself based on how she acts with underage idols (like her time with Shinee and Exo). AND she obviously sexualised njeans too with their debut song "Cookie" BTCH COOKIE?!

I don't care how much some of ya'll try to convince me that cookie wasn't sexual, COOKIE IS A SEXUAL INNUENDO FOR FEMALE PARTS AND SHE MADE THESE BARELY LEGAL TEENS SING ABOUT HOW THEY WANT THEIR COOKIE EATEN?!

Anyway back to the topic at hand, mhj also called njeans members "fat" "ugly" "stupid kids" among other things in her now leaked chats, so naturally people assumed that njeans will withdraw their support.... NO they did NOT, instead they double downed and started calling her "their mother".

Then when the audit happened we found out that the "Illit being told to ignore hanni" drama (that they were witch hunting the new CEO for) happened under mhj and she's the one who didn't do anything about it, not the new CEO. They used their bad experience to essentially throw the new CEO under the bus when she wasn't even around when the incident happened. In the audit hanni was being snarky to the new CEO because "they didn't do anything" BUT THE INCIDENT HAPPENED UNDER MHJ, WHY NOT HOLD HER ACCOUNTABLE. And also after this specific hearing, minji and hanni were on a live and minji said that hanni's acting was good while laughing together???? The new CEO had nothing to do with the incident but still got humiliated in the audit and these two called it acting and were laughing.

At this point the support for jeans started to go down because duh. And then the press conferences started. During this, a reporter questioned if the termination of contract was one sided, they would get all snarky and just repeat their claims, say that because Ador and HYBE violated the contract they're terminating it and end it with a "do you understand?" Like I don't know what mean girls movie they're living in but the dude was just doing his job??? They repeat their claims with such confidence but like BBYGIRL... You need PROOF, you need RECEIPTS, you need TIMELINE. Seeing their behaviour towards reporters reduced their support even more and for obvious reasons.

Now they're trying to re-debut as NJZ, WHILE THE CASE IS STILL GOING ON BTW (which I'm pretty sure you can't do but let's see). And now people are calling them Aespa knockoffs because their new branding is very close to Aespa's. Also I'm pretty sure that this re-branding was planned before the "termination" because it's simply not possible to arrange an entire team, record an album, film a mv, produce teasers in such a short time. So yeah this was probably pre-planned, that's why mhj didn't want to give up her laptop and why she had a secret office.

And then their personal chats get leaked where they're calling HYBE idols "money hungry" 🫤. It's important to remember that a lot of HYBE idols did express their support to njeans during this and they were calling everyone money hungry??? Like? Again their mean girls fantasy.

Pretty sure there's more, do let me know if I missed something and if something was proven incorrect, I'll correct it.

<3 <3 <3 <3

#hybe labels #hybe entertainment #hybe #bts #min hee jin #newjeans #court case #kpop #kpop gg #first post #stray kids #ateez #le sserafim #tomorrow x together #kpop idols #fandom #rant post

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Hey there! I'm Ki (Key)! Welcome to my Fanfiction Tumblr! *cue my theme music*

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daddyfordaeddy · 11 months ago

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[Updated February 1 2025]

All stories contain smut, minors do not interact.

Request guidelines

I write for any group, but I reserve the write to decline a request or part of a request for any reason.

I will not write :

Graphic sexual assault, pedophilia and incest, animal abuse, glamorisation of any mental health or physical ailments, any material that may encourage sasaeng actions, and rape.

Please don’t ask for frequent updates on your request—I do my best to write as quickly as I can. You can inquire about the status but please try not to ask without reprieve.

Ateez

A Proposition - boyfriend! Wooyoung x f! Reader

You’re watching a show in peace, but when Wooyoung comes home from work, he has a proposition…

Celebrate For You - boyfriend! Wooyoung x f! Reader

It’s your birthday and Wooyoung’s a little surprised at your wish, but not against it

Blue Blood - king! Seonghwa x queen! Reader

Your marriage to Seonghwa has been nothing exciting. But things change during his coronation ball

Long Winter's Night - werewolf! Yunho x f! Reader

On the week of the solstice, Yunho’s rut starts

A Rose is a Rose - mafia! Seongjoong x f! Reader [Tipsy Drabbles]

After leaving the mafia scene for five years, you’ve had to go back and beg for help from the boss of your former family…and your ex

Hospitality - sugar baby! Wooyoung x sugar mommy! Reader [extension of fff24 day 20 by sanjoongie]

After your first roleplay sparked a deep want for more, you and Wooyoung finally are able to act out your next desires

I Can't Make You Love Me - fuckbuddies! Jongho x f! Reader

You’re in love with Jongho, but all he wants is your body. Against your better judgement, you keep letting him use you.

Décolletage - servant! Wooyoung x f! lady! Reader

Your servant wants to serve you more than your husband ever could.

Renaître Du Vin - cult! ATEEZ x f! Reader

It’s the night of your initiation into the Hala Collective. the smell of crisp wine fills the air. you wonder what will happen.

Better Than Predicted - Wooyoung x fortune teller! f! Reader x Yeosang

After hearing rumours, Wooyoung would like to see the fabled fortune teller himself. and he drags his unsuspecting best friend, Yeosang, along.

Me Dévorer, Tremée Dans le Sang - vampire! ATEEZ x vampire! f! Reader

At the annual blood ball, hands wander and blood is spilt. but you have the honour of meeting the hosts of the major event.

Kisses for a Kitty - cat hybrid! San x f! human! Reader

When you return from work, San wants to cuddle…except it leads into something more.

February Filth Fest 2024

Lunch Break - CEO! husband! San x f! Reader

After delivering lunch to your husband’s office, the two of you get a little sidetracked

Double-Stuffed Oreo - boyfriend! Wooyoung x Reader

What better way to ravish your boyfriend than to double-stuff him?

Free Game - boyfriend! San x f! Reader

You lost a bet to San, and now he gets to do whatever he wants

Take the Time - god of time! San x f! Reader

Strange things keep happening, and your best friend may know something about it

Enough for You - husband! Mingi x f! Reader x other man! Hongjoong

Your second man is coming over for a night of passion, and your husband would like to attend

GOT7

I Feel So High When It's Just Us Two - Jinyoung x Mark

Mark sends Jinyoung a video, and Jinyoung is not pleased

Dinner Preparations - husband! Jinyoung x f! Reader

Jinyoung surprises you in the kitchen

Hands On - boyfriend! Jinyoung x f! Reader

Jinyoung cuts his hand at work. You lend him yours

Rule of Three - lawyers! YugMark x secretary! f! Reader

Mark and Yugyeom are having some fun in the office after hours, and you walk in on them

Your Touch is All I Need - boyfriend! Mark x f! Reader

You and Mark fuck in a bathroom and its hot and definitely not gross and germ-y in there

MISC

Thirst Week - monster/fantastical beasts! ATEEZ, Red Velvet, Stray Kids, (G)I-DLE x f! Reader

Moving into a house that the realtor claimed was haunted brought you more pleasure than pain…literally.

#masterlist

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yeotozaki · 2 days ago

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Your account is adorable <3 i honestly have a huge array of questions for you cuz i just find you so... intriguing. what are your favorite bands / groups / musicians? who are your fav accounts on here? and what are your favorite movies / tv shows of all time?

First of all thank you sm my love. It's honestly, my first time hearing someone call me intriguing and I take that as a HUGE COMPLIMENT!!

I have so many bands, groups and musicians which I love...I listen to alot of genres so I have like a huge variety of artists that I adore.

I love TWICE (k-pop girl group) ,NCT (again k-pop), SEVENTEEN, GOT7, EXO, RED VELVET, SKZ, XDINARY HEROES (K-ROCK/METAL BAND) , THE VOLUNTEERS (K INDIE BAND), BAND HOA, GUNS N ROSES, QUEEN, LED ZEPPELIN, FLEETWOOD MAC, LUSH, THE BEATLES, ROLLING STONES, GREEN DAY, BRYAN ADAMS, THE POLICE, METALLICA, MEGADETH, LIMP BIZKIT, LINKIN PARK,KORN, SLIPKNOT, IZZY STRADLIN AND THE JU JU HOUNDS, BOB DYLAN, HEART, JOAN JETT AND THE BLACK HEARTS, BLACK SABBATH, SKILLET, CINDERELLA, SKID ROW, WHITNEY HOUSTON, JEFF BUCKLEY, NIRVANA, ALICE IN CHAINS, SOUNDGARDEN, KANSAS, MITSKI, ARCTIC MONKEYS, CONAN GREY AND SO MANY OTHERS THAT I CAN'T REMEMBER ( AND ISTG IF SOMEONE CALLS ME A POSER I WILL PUMMEL YOUR FACE)

My fav accounts here are @unknownperson246, @lagunz , @grainsnroses, @velvetvixenette, @therockstarsmuse , @sadgir111, @sheep-harvest , @n1kkisixxspersonalchewtoy, @broidobe 💕

My favourite movies and TV Shows are

FRIENDS, BROOKLYN 99, THE OFFICE, GIRL MEETS WORLD, GOOD LUCK CHARLIE, FATHER OF THE BRIDE, STUART LITTLE, FIGHT FOR MY WAY, SILENCE OF THE LAMBS, MATILDA, THE GOLDBERGS, HOME ALONE, ROCKY, ACE VENTURA, The Vow, THE GODFATHER, BEAUTY AND THE BEAST, DORAEMON, SHIN CHAN, Dear.M (kdrama)

#girlblogging #life #anon ask #im just a girl #girl blogging #thanks anon!

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k-tarotz · 2 months ago

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how come theres so few stories of people having dated an idol? i can ask through reading what itd be like with xyz idol but id have thought by now that more people who have actually dated an idol wouldve given their experiences on it or is there too much backlash if they do speak about it? i know ndas are to protect the idol but how long do they last and dont they have to renew an nda even after they stop dating or hooking up? im sure some idols have broken a few hearts along the way so yeah im surprised that there arent legimate stories of someones experience with an idol. considering how much fake rumors there are about them.

Hey anon, I wanted to answer sooner but tumblr was down for me. It’s always down at the most unfortunate times indeed.. I had to rewrite this twice bc they can’t update it properly 🙄 Anywaysss…

I am pretty sure that the biggest reason we don’t see a lot more people coming forward with dating k-pop idols is quite literally because it’s their private life.

As in, both the idol’s and the person’s private life. They quite literally do not owe us anything, not a story time nor a hint. [Although I would like to say I find it quite annoying when people do story times about an idol without mentioning the name because you can always tell they are lying.]

It’s not that idols don’t date non idols, they do, some also have quite a preference for it even. I am sure idols date people like youtubers, make up artists, office workers, baristas and so on because at the end of the day they are human too. It’s not that idols don’t date idols, but it’s just that there have been several cases of idols dating non idols with regular jobs like you and I. It’s just their private life.

I do remember someone younger than I, a rookie idol, being “caught” dating a classmate by a saesang (ew), GOT7’s JB dating a youtuber and I am pretty sure Taecyeon from 2PM has a non celebrity partner who he is protective over: so we do not know anything about the person really, but their relationship is quite serious I assume.

To be frank with you, I don’t know how NDAs work, my assumption is after the first one expires and you are still in contact with one another you have to sign another one.

Regardless I don’t think that’s the only thing holding people back from telling whether or not they have dated an idol.

Firstly, come to think of it, who would believe you if you owned up to dating one? Let alone if the person is popular. Even if you have proof it can be faked easily, and delusional k-pop fans who feel entitled to their bias’ love sure as hell will accuse you, no matter if you genuinely tell the truth or not. The “fans” who view these idols as dolls, as objects to control and play along with sure as hell won’t give you the grace of treating you with respect. Treating you as if you were a human. So, knowing you will be treated like this, who the hell would want to own up to it unprovoked? And who knows, your ex might see it and find it embarrassing that you go around bragging that you dated them at once. That is humiliating enough on it’s own too.

Aside from that, we have to keep in mind that these people don’t just date idols to brag about it later on. At least, I assume most don’t. Otherwise they would be a piece of garbage.

Regardless, if an idol chose to date someone, anyone, regardless of their status, the person would need to be incredibly trustworthy. Even when they just hook up with people. They are not dumb, they can tell when you look at them as a human vs as someone you have a fantasy about rather than choosing to see them as their real self.

So with this in mind I am sure that when an idol x non idol starts to date it’s genuinely because they fell in love with each other not because they want to brag. At the end of the day, both sides are human. They date to be able to talk to the person, show them love and look after them. Not to break up 6 months later and gossip about the person. [Funfact, wealthy people are actually way more likely to do this to you unless they have manners.. and a lot don’t lol]

If they date an idol, that’s a whole different story though.

They both know to not publicise it without the both of them agreeing, how the industry works, know each others history better and actually have a lot more chances of seeing each other around. [If you see idols break up bc of not having time for each other they are lying 99% of the time.]

In my eyes it’s like dating someone from your school vs waiting to become an adult and meet someone who you can connect with on a mature level you know? It will either work out, or it won’t.

Either way I agree with what you said, I do think there are a lot of idols who have broken hearts along their idol career. It would be weird if there wouldn’t be.

Just like you can tell there are idols who are completely pure. Never dated and inexperienced due to whatever belief or experience they have. I think it’s funny when people say there are none because they are grown but at the end of the day some could choose to be protective over their body. That’s completely okay too! People act like it’s a shame when it’s not. In my experience though, there are a lot more hos in the idol industry than you would think 🤧🤧🤧 [I am not sorry for saying this, some of these people are NASTY]

To put it short, a lot of idols date and we don’t know about it because quite honestly it is none of our business.

Hope I didn’t come off as cold or anything y’all, this is just the way I speak fr.

– Candy

#kpop tarot #kpop #kpop related #ktz : asks

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Nothing More(M) - Seven

(Writer's message)Hello everyone, Merry Christmas!! In the spirit of GOT7 returning to our hearts and to the stage I wanted to return to this story and try to finish it. It often happens that I get inspiration every once in a while, so I might have a writing boost these next couple of days. There's much I fantasize about in my head but I'll make no promises. Enjoy the last few days of the year in the Christmas spirit <3

~6k words, implication of sex, romance, hurt/comfort

If you leave this time, I'll feel that you be gone for good So, I'll hold on like leaves in Fall to what is left

It seems that all the autumn leaves are falling I feel like you're the only reason for it...

"Break up with her? What are you even talking about?"

Jonathan looked at Jackson with a disapproving look and almost made a leap into the room if it wasn't for Samantha's acknowledging look. "Did you break up with her?"

Mark's eyes darted back and forth between Jonathan and Jackson. The latter couldn't have chosen a worse time to barge in. Still, Mark straightened his back protectively, shielding the woman from the inquiring looks of the crowd. Truth be told, he was ashamed of himself at how quickly he chose to give up on Samantha, that he instigated that situation himself. He felt the need to make up for the doubts and for the lost time, more so after standing up to Henry's antics.

"No, Jackson, why are you here?"

"I don't have time to explain," after taking his phone out of the jacket, Jackson showed it to Mark. In a hurried motion, Mark took it out of Jackson's hand, understanding the situation right away. "We need to catch that plane, you know?"

It did not mean the position Samantha was in those photos was any less hurtful, even though those men in the pictures should have been well outside of her romantic life. Mark instinctively glanced at Jonathan. The way Samantha's head was leaning against his shoulder, both in motorcycle attire opposite their bikes, in an otherwise peaceful setting, irked him. It also goes without saying that the additional picture where she was kissing the bartender was the cherry on top. Which he never knew about.

At the end of the gallery, the pictures capturing some of the most beautiful moments between Mark and Samantha were displayed: their longing goodbyes at either of their houses, the joyful smiles of the park outing, and him seeing her off at his group's office building. Samantha was watching Mark's finger as he slid between the pictures, the soft skin of her lower lip quickly drenching in blood from the cruelty of her teeth.

"They are going to crucify me," the woman stated matter-of-factly, driving both Leena and Jonathan to demand an explanation.

"Mark will need to make a statement, one way or another." Jackson copied her tone, his attention towards her. "Out of experience, you should not speak to them, nor make any social media post, nothing."

Samantha turned to Mark. "Shouldn't I defend myself?! I am trying to go back to surgery; this is going to effectively shut down all the career I've built."

Mark handed the phone back to Jackson, his other hand sliding away from Samantha's body. He knew all the strict surveillance of the Korean media, the scrutiny of the public, and the haunting chance of destroying the reputations of not only him but his group as well. At the other end of the line, it was Samantha's image and credibility within her professional field. The sun felt like it would shy away from the grey of the clouds only to run away into the void again.

He should have been more careful.

Mark cupped Samantha's cheek to lay a peck on her lips and bring their foreheads together. Beyond feeling baited into what the paparazzi wanted them to feel, he recognized she needed him to be strong for the both of them. Jackson pinched the bridge of his nose, albeit hiding his proud smile. That was when Jonathan knew Samantha was no longer in his reach.

"Do you trust me?"

Samantha grasped his wrist with the faintest of a nod.

"I'll call very soon, okay?"

Mark brought his head to her temple, whispering something inaudible to the assisting public. He then pulled apart, gesturing to Jackson that they would leave. The boys stopped before Jonathan and Leena, with Mark measuring the blonde in a split of a moment.

"I know you both care about each other. The security of the hospital will need to be alerted for forced paparazzi entrance; this is going to be published very soon. Can you take care of her while I'm gone?"

Jonathan scoffed as he watched the two singers walk away hurriedly. "Bet I will."

"We'll make a statement saying you two are acquaintances. We'll come up with the verbiage at a later time."

Everyone was gathered towards the center of the business class, with Mark suffering the protagonist role against his better wishes. Jackson was leaning against the backrest of Mark's seat, assuming somewhat of a defensive stance to face their managers' alarmed looks. Their leader was having a private conversation with one of the managers to discuss the PR strategy, and Jinyoung was impassable.

"So you went in to break up with her, but you didn't," Bambam started. "I never expected you to, and you didn't. And I am very proud of that."

Jinyoung simply scoffed.

"Then he kissed her, you know? That was a statement. So what if they have these pictures? We're not 18 anymore to stalk for exes." Yugyeom continued, agreeing with the other.

Jackson shifted his position, towering taller over the backrest. "To be honest, I have complete faith in our fans. I strongly feel they would not judge nor belittle us. Sooner or later, it would have come out anyway."

Jinyoung kept silent.

"Jinyoung?" said Jackson. "Your silence is scary."

"You know what," Jinyoung retorted, sitting up from his chair. "I support you." Shushing the members with a finger. "I'm serious. Whatever you decide to do, I'm 100% behind you. If this makes you happy, I'm happy, even though I already said this. It's unanimous to say we're behind you in this."

After leaving everyone else with their mouths hanging open, Jinyoung returned to reading his book peacefully.

While Jaebum and their manager were returning from the far end of the isle, Mark was quietly thanking Jinyoung for his lead. As skeptical as Jinyoung was, he never had to be explicit about wishing the best for one another. As was everyone.

"Damn, I expected to come back to some tension in the air," Jaebum chuckled, hoping to lighten the mood. "We discussed an initial scenario to keep out allegations--"

"It's simple. I am going to say she's my girlfriend."

There was a collective mix of reactions, from cheering to shock to content, the group had it all. Ultimately, the leader stepped away, giving Jackson a well-deserved high five.

"Mark, it's not that simple." Their manager stepped up to drive the conversation forward. "You have to give a careful statement."

Mark acknowledged his words. "And my careful statement would be that she is my girlfriend. We can use whatever formulation you think would be best, with this main idea in mind."

"Okay, let's assume for a moment we are doing that. What statement will she give about those pictures, with a considerable variety of men?"

In the heat of the moment, Mark opened his mouth to counter his manager's arguments in advance and understood that he ultimately had no arguments himself. Jonathan, he knew about. It was evident that something had happened in their past together, and the blonde hadn't managed to grow over his feelings for her. Then there was Henry.

Any statement would have meant throwing them under the bus. If there was anything Mark learned about Samantha was that she wouldn't throw people under the bus for her sake. No matter who it was.

"Let's work on something that would not defame anyone involved."

The conclusion of their conversation was left up for grabs. As everyone was scattered around to their own businesses, be it playing, reading, or simply chattering around, Mark changed seats to meet Jinyoung. He noticed Mark with the corner of his eye and put the book he was reading to the side.

"Thank you," stated Mark simply. "Means a lot, having my back."

"I was sincere with what I said. Even if I didn't always agree with what was going on. I reminded myself that you wouldn't go through all of this if it wasn't worth it."

Mark chuckled.

"Do you love her?"

"I do." nodded Mark and brought one knee closer to his chest to lean against. "I love her."

"Does she love you?"

"I think so, yes."

Jinyoung picked up his book and finally displayed a pleased smile.

"Good for you."

Later that night, Samantha entered an emergency surgery to deliver a pair of twins. Hands were moving on autopilot while mind was racing at an unthinkable speed. How she coordinated the medical team to a tee, even when feeling so tense, only added to her tension. When the surgery finally came to an end, Samantha left the operating room hurriedly, heading for her private office. The entire picture came tumbling down.

Mark was a celebrity, a public figure. What did she think was going to happen? Did she think she would have a soft pass? A hail Mary? And what if she had a Hail Mary? Would she have been better off with it?

Hard no everywhere.

Samantha sighed. Suddenly, all those frozen moments in digital representations came to life vividly. When Changwook lifted her up against the bar counter in a fervid kiss, the intoxication of gin and vodka was still muddling the air. Shortly after Samantha came to Korea, evading and hiding away from the humiliation and despair Henry put her through, her cousin's club allured her into a sweet fantasy. Drink pouring after drink after dance after faceless men—she never knew Changwook was working there at that time. A tall, handsome, foreign male who was there at the right place, wrong time. She was destined to face an uncomfortable situation during her first shift at said club.

Another dirty case of memory was the exotic vacation with Henry in the tropical islands, enjoying the sun and the love. Samantha felt still the warmth of turquoise waters sliding through her fingers and the elusive touches of a man she once knew. She laughed at the prospect of a time so far in existence that it lost all meaning to matter.

And Jonathan, oh him. In the exceptional that never happened, there was a golden smile with champagne hair and meadow eyes.

"Hey." A faint knock echoed, revealing Leena's figure. "I came to ask if you're okay."

Samantha shrugged her shoulders with a defeated smile. "As okay as I can be, I guess."

Leena seated herself to Samantha's right. "There's a half-full part of the glass always. Congrats for you and Mark!"

Despite Leena's attempt to bring a note of optimism, the other's face was troubled. "I know you saw the pictures, Leena. I have so many things to account for," Samantha turned her face to her friend. "To you, too."

"I know Jonathan loves you".

Samantha cusped her hands together.

"I also know how hard he's working to accept it. There's a quote I read somewhere; that the one thing we can control is how to love someone, not what they do with the love we give to them. I don't think there's something that better describes John".

She nodded, then continued. John, she thought. He's a different man to her than he was to me.

"You must be thinking you made me feel like the second woman. Sometimes, I do, other times I don't. Someday he'll accept the answer. I don't think he loves you the way he loves me, and I know for a fact he does love me".

"I think so too, saying it out loud just makes me feel like an asshole".

Leena chuckled. "I can say it for you if you want".

And Samantha gestured for her to go ahead. If you don't rip the bandaid, you never allow the wound to heal.

"You hurt his feelings and his ego when you chose Henry over him," Leena caught the shimmer of surprise in the other's eyes. "It's true that I only know his half of the story. He always thought you'd be his college sweetheart".

"Did he say this to you?"

"Oh, he did. We had plenty of heart-to-hearts lately. Even though I was inclined to say Henry triggered his actions, I now know it was Mark who did".

In the exceptional that was happening, there was a radiant smile with copper hair and amber eyes.

"He told me you have a bet but didn't tell me what that was. Said it's your story to tell".

"Since Jo wanted a two-people dare, two-people dare it is!" one of the boys in the group cheered, raising a toast with another shot of tequila in the air. "What's the dare, Jo?"

"The first card we flip will give a striptease dance to the next card!"

Another loud cheer reverberated through the room. Between a dozen eager, tipsy young adults, such vulgar propositions made them ecstatic. Amongst them, a younger Samantha, accompanied by Jonathan, Henry, and Jo, the four were in their feelings. A long midterm and a good drink would do that to them.

"Flip the cards!"

Samantha seemed to be less enthusiastic when her queen of cards showed up chaperoned by Jonathan's king of spades. It wasn't long before short hoots and whistles echoed in the fraternity room and quickly dissipated in the rowdy atmosphere.

Among the group, there was no secret Samantha was regarded as a high-value prize, even in their larger sophomore-year group. In a smaller setting, both Henry and Jonathan were chasing the same woman. Jonathan transferred at the beginning of that year and had no major trouble integrating into the group, notably having a larger affinity for Samantha. Henry was a year older than the group and met the same girl via their shared sports club, in which Samantha was the captain of the volleyball club.

Jonathan had the opportunity to score a much more definite chance than his opponent. He sealed his eyes with Samantha's, who, for the first time took a drawn-out look at the blonde counterpart.

"I'm down if you're down," Jonathan dragged out, slowly peeling off the floor.

"Come on Sam, you're no coward, are you?" Jo taunted, watching the scene with a lot of interest. Samantha untied her hair from the bun she was wearing, messy hair outlining her face. As the latter prepared another shot of tequila to strengthen herself, Jo gestured for everyone else to get lost on the dance floor. Henry rose reluctantly, even as he easily found another girl to occupy himself with, his eyes were earnestly watching Samantha.

With just the two of them left in crumbles of intimacy under piercing eyes, Jonathan stepped closer to Samantha, bursting out in a torrent of chuckles, dubbed by the woman's own giggles.

She smiled an alluring smile that captured a string of Jonathan's heart, "What are we even doing?"

"I believe I am supposed to be dangling my ass on you or something like that," she replied, taking Jonathan by the hand and dragging him to the dancefloor. The man followed her lead, a smirk growing larger on his features.

"If you don't want to do this, you don't have to. I don't want to force you into anything," Jonathan completed, allowing Samantha to get closer to him, her back pressing into his chest. He understood her message and rested his hands on her upper hips.

"I appreciate myself a respectful guy," She leaned her head against his shoulder, extending her torso to speak into his ear to counter the loud music, "You don't have to be respectful now".

Just as Samantha started curling her body, Jonathan felt the alcohol in his veins mix up with the unorthodox desire to lower his hands. "Even with all these eyes watching us?"

A small pause until Samantha turned around to face Jonathan, one hand pushing into his chest. Her eyes harvested a cunning feline glance. "Let them".

Jonathan reached closer to the woman, noses brushing against one another before Jonathan whispered in her ear, "I'd rather watch you on my own".

Samantha circled her arms around his neck, head tilting back in intimate laughter. Henry felt his own blood boiling at the passionate scenery. "If you planned to turn me on, you're successful".

Jonathan reciprocated her laughter. "You're giving me a boner, might as well do something to turn you on". He brought her closer to his chest, opting to take her lead. He would have devoured her laughter with his lips if it was for him, including Samantha adding to the friction between their bodies.

"Perhaps we could continue our conversation in a more private setting," suggested Jonathan, wrapping his arm around her waist to guide her through the crowd to a separate part of the building, where he had the key to his room. Jonathan's chamber was tidy and bright, all his belongings put in their respective place.

"It feels like you premeditated this" teased Samantha, her finger tracing the cover of a John Steinbeck classic.

Jonathan closed the door behind them, turning the key into the lock. The way he knew all their friends, an unpleasant surprise could have happened at any time. Maybe if his mind was a little more sober, he would have remembered Jo was especially keen on a threesome.

"Not even close. Believe me, I never fathomed I would lock myself up with you here when this night started."

Samantha chuckled. "You're not drunk enough if you're using such fancy words".

"I'm not drunk enough to commit to ripping your clothes off right now".

Jonathan drew closer to the girl, taking his time to admire the rose hue in her cheeks. Even so, her smile only suggested she'd grown more bashful.

"Why not?" she challenged. "Are you a virgin?"

Jonathan laughed. "I'm not. I just don't picture myself as a brute," as Samantha laughed, he lifted up her left hand to place a kiss on the inside of her wrist. "Are you?"

She shook her head, gliding her hand to Jonathan's nape. Blonde strands of hair felt silky against her fingertips and a sigh departed from her lips. "I'm just hesitant".

"Tell me why. Maybe I could ease your mind".

Using his other arm, Jonathan traced a faint line with the back of his hand on the skin of her neck, leaving agonizing shivers in his wake. Met with no objections, he slid his fingers under the red material of her sweatshirt to feel the goosebumps on her collarbone. The man kept to himself the indisputable fact that Samantha was not wearing any top piece of lingerie.

Samantha was closing the distance between their bodies with her right hand playing at the rim of Jonathan's jeans. She deliberately attached her pelvis to Jonathan's, fully enjoying the appetite of their height difference.

"My humble experience tells me pretty boys like you are not ready to be personal with one girl only".

"I was ready since I first laid eyes on you".

The girl scoffed. In a swift motion, she unpeeled herself from Jonathan to undress herself from the annoying sweater. Samantha was admittedly impressed that Jonathan's eyes never went lower from her eyes, even if the boner he courageously pointed out was still there.

"Don't know if you're sincere or just stubborn," she completed, encircling her arms around his neck once more. Jonathan inhaled a sharp breath at the smell of her skin and simply adored the sheepish pretend look in her eyes while her visage communicated anything but.

It was clear as day that Samantha was offering herself up on a silver platter while testing his guts, knowing it could slide away any second. Perhaps that was the moment Jonathan fell for her.

"Tell you what," countered Jonathan, broad hands gripping the small of her back. The muscles twitched under his touch. "Let's make a bet".

"Oh? What do you have in mind, Jonathan?"

There was something so obscene in the way she breathed his name that it took all his might to oppose the raw longing to consume her lips. Instead, he imprisoned the back of her head with a sensual flicker of hand and protected her lower back with his other. He took her approving moan as stimuli to move forward with his proposition.

"I will not kiss you until you decide to kiss me. And when you finally will, I will date you with the intention of marrying you".

"That's stupid, playing out Pretty Woman like this" she laughed while unbuckling his belt. Jonathan restrained her movements, forcing her eyes to look at him.

"I'm serious. I will show you that us having sex now will not stop me from winning you".

"What makes you so sure you are going to win me over?"

Jonathan picked her swiftly off the ground in his arms and forced Samantha to circle her legs around his waist. He seated himself on top of her in the softness of the bed, his physique towering protectively over her.

"On the one hand, you didn't deny we are going to have sex now".

Jonathan threw his own T-shirt somewhere in the corner of the room.

"On the other hand, I'm sure I am not like the other boys who were in your life".

Samantha watched his every action with awe and a rapid beating in her chest. As much as she offered herself to him, he proudly accepted her with the freedom of her actions. She suddenly felt shy and angled her face away from him. Jonathan noticed and lowered his head to mildly bite into her neck. "Don't play coy with me now, Sam. Are you accepting this bet? Tell me before I undo your jeans because I don't know if I'll let you go after that".

"Up until recently, it had been the best sex of my life," settled Samantha through short melancholic nods of the head.

Leena smiled, accepting the intricate past between Samantha and Jonathan as it was. "Then why let him go? Why choose Henry over him?"

"In the mirage of youth, most of us tend to fall to illusions. Henry spoke fairer and almost always told me what I needed to hear. He never was unfaithful to me nor treated himself with too much superiority. If you ask me now, I don't know the answer to that. Jonathan was, is, more raw. I didn't know how to treat such a man before, even if I knew in my heart he never let me go entirely. He dated other girls while we were in college, he and Jo had a good thing going on for a while. At some point, she told me there was a 1% of him with one foot out".

"Because of you," Leena followed, and it was her turn to lower her eyes and aim them at her hands.

"Because of me. Gosh, I feel like a whore now, but I wanted you to have the full picture".

Leena picked up the remorse in Samantha's voice. Beyond that, she was thankful. "To tell you the truth, John had already told me this. I lied".

Samantha laughed as if the entire pressure on her heart just dissipated. She suspected as such yet felt the need to leave the past in the past and the tension out of her chest. Leena was a good one in all she did, and most of what she did recently to support Samantha through the tumult of past days. "You needed your confirmation, I know. I would have done the same".

Leena wrapped her arms around Samantha, and the both of them let out a weighty sigh. "I will forever be grateful for what Jonathan did for me, and part of me will always love him like a close confidant. We both know our train left the station long ago. I just hope he's not stupid while your train is still here".

"Between you and I," Leena said, "I sure as hell hope he's not. I saw him in sweatpants a couple of days ago, and girl, let me tell you a thing or two".

The atmosphere eased into laughter, and Samantha hugged the other woman tighter. "I'm so lucky to have you, Leena".

In the pocket of her doctor's coat, Samantha's phone started vibrating. The two girls pulled away, and Leena stood up when she noticed Mark's name on the luminous screen.

"Hey princess, is this a good time?"

There was static noise combined with loud background music on Mark's end of the line. He must have been in the concert venue. It took her aback to listen to Mark's voice so calm and so certain when speaking to her. Like the world was their cradle and nothing else mattered in the world.

"Hey Mark. Yes, I just got out of surgery. I brought twins into this world today".

Samantha felt the remnants of the smile Mark was wearing on the other end of the line. "That's amazing, you're amazing, love. I'm sure the parents must be very happy."

Love. Undoubtedly, that was the first time he ever called her that. An abrupt avalanche of the past day's memories collapsed over Samantha, the blending of agony over ecstasy over fear, of belated forgiveness and let-go's. Somehow, Mark rose above everything, wearing his radiant smile. With love.

After a short pause, his voice echoed as if it transcended from a faraway land, "How are you holding up?"

"It's a lot," confessed Samantha. "I don't know how I led the medical team in the OR. My head was spinning with everything going on."

"I know. I'm sorry."

"What could you possibly be sorry for, Mark?"

"I'm sorry for not protecting you the way you needed me to."

It was the same sensation she lived the very first time they shared a smile, the bed, and their intimacy. He carried the same striking transparency, that of a glass shining in the bleak midwinter when the sole beam of sunshine found that one last refuge. Come to think of it, most of their visceral conversations happened on a phone line. A hundred times easier to hide the unseen through the deceit of the voice when the eyes cannot find the sensitivity of the soul and the arms cannot hug away the uncertainty.

What use was there to keep on lying when the mask fell and shattered into a million pieces?

"I'm sorry for daring to give up on you. I'm sorry for being selfish and for putting myself first. There are so many things I wish I told you tonight, Sam."

"You haven't lost me, dearest. Not tonight."

The echo of an exhale could be heard on the other end of the line.

"When the news breaks out, I want to make a statement. And I will tell them you are my girlfriend".

Samantha's shock could be palpable through the phone call. "What? I mean, shouldn't you not associate yourself with me? Won't that ruin your image?"

Mark inhaled a great amount of air before replying. "I plan to make you forget about that ex. In truth, I loved the idea of you overthinking all your texts. And I wanted all your neighbors to hear you yell when we make love. I don’t want it to be a problem when we come together. And I don’t want us a secret. This is the shittiest time to ask, but will you have me? Will you be my girlfriend?"

In retrospect, Samantha would have seen Mark's confession coming from a mile away. All the possible hints he could have dropped, he did. In the little time they spend together, hurriedly, sneakily, and intensively, Mark changed her world the very first time they crossed paths. What Samantha grew to nurture for him did not carry a name but still felt like a Mediterranean breeze caressing the surface of the ocean, akin to the warmth of the summer morning.

"Yes, I will be your girlfriend," Samantha smiled and instinctively touched the back of her neck, where Mark's favorite spot to hold her was.

"Good. Good. I can totally make that statement now," he laughed, and her heart eased into his serenity. "We have a lot to tell each other I think, when I'm back".

"We do, we do indeed. I talked to Leena today, about Jonathan".

"Oh? And? Are they going out now, as they should?"

She snickered. "They had an obstacle until now. Me."

"Oh, I know. Figured as much."

"How did you--?"

Before she had the chance to continue, Mark interfered. "I am a man, Sam. And not a blind one at that. Is he better in bed than me? Wait actually, don't answer that."

They both laughed.

"Out of the kindness of my heart, I'll let you know he is not".

"Ah, I figured as much 'cause I refused to tell him when he asked. I kinda got the gist back then. But now, seriously, what's in the past is in the past. What matters now is that you are in my present, and I hope in my future, too".

"We can't know that, Mark."

"I know. I know you don't like all these plotted plans. I'll work as hard as I need to make us work. To give you what you need. If we're meant to be, we'll be, but I don't want to regret never trying."

The moon was lurking out into the dusk, leaving traces of stars in its wake. In his words, Samantha heard what Mark whispered at their parting.

I love you too.

In the barren parking lot of the SMP hospital, the hazy contours of two motorcycles still governed the vast space. A well-known silhouette of a man stood amongst the night shadows, casting tamed lights from the clicking and unclicking of a zipper lighter.

"Thought you would have rushed home after today, Johnatan."

"What about you, then?" a smirk appeared in the corner of the man's mouth. "I am in no position to add to your future scandal right now."

Samantha laughed loudly. "Why wait for me, then? Go on, get lost."

The loud click of the zipper captured the woman's attention. "Figured that if we're raising a storm, might as well ride the waves."

"That we are, my friend."

Samantha dropped her bag next to the motorcycle to take out her biking gear. Jonathan put on his protective helmet, as he was already equipped for the ride.

"Jo called me today."

"Really? How is she doing?" chirped the woman, happy to hear any news about their old friend.

Jonathan kicked off his engine. "Follow me to find out more."

Samantha heeded the invitation and rode out to follow Jonathan soon after he departed from the parking lot. The autumn air welcomed a gust that brushed against open neck skin. Jonathan's riding style had always been elegant but rushed, comparable to its owner - it always reminded Samantha of those blurry colored lines in the Hollywood movies when the night traffic melted under the car lights. She smiled even if Jonathan didn't know; he was made of Hollywood material.

Following a short period on the offroad roads of the suburbs, Jonathan led Samantha up a hill, which enclosed a good part of the city and led to the unwinding of the imagination. Summer heat was still present in the air as if making its last stand against the autumnal chill. Samantha followed Jonathan's figure and left her motorcycle next to his under a tree. He seated himself on a patch of grass, giving the woman a helping hand to follow.

"Okay, so, Jo," Samantha continued as she crossed her legs next to Jonathan. "What's up?"

"She said she's flying out to Seoul in two weeks' time; she has some long-term project here as creative director for some big initiative, I couldn't remember the names she told me. I gave her your phone number 'cause she didn't have it, and she said she bought two front-row tickets for the Got7 final concert here."

Samantha nodded her head. If Jo had called her during any other time, she would have taken the ticket in a heartbeat. She was not so sure she would anymore.

"Assuming she was not asking me to come with her and that you are not scared to go, that ticket was too expensive to pass."

"I don't know, Jonathan. Last thing I want is to be sliced to death during a Got7 concert because I had men in my life before Mark."

"Auch," he joked, and Samantha turned to him apologetically.

"I didn't mean it like that."

Jonathan's eyes were focused on the veil of darkness over the city. "This was the first place we rode to when we transferred here, do you remember? I thought I'd kiss you here back then."

Samantha followed his eyes into the far away. "I do. You led me here then, just as you did now."

"I don't think we should come here alone anymore."

She nodded her head once more. "We shouldn't."

"I told Leena we had sex."

"I know."

"News travels fast around these parts, huh?"

The both of them laughed energetically. Jonathan had the talent to make them feel as if they were sitting on the football pitch in college in the middle of the night, just the two of them.

"I still get the feeling I'm a whore. Especially to Leena."

Jonathan cocked an eyebrow. "If we have a whore, the grand prize is mine. Imagine how stupid this situation is. I was in love with my college friend who hung me out to dry and still pinned for her while having eyes for another."

"Pretty boy traits--"

It hit her then that Jonathan spoke in past tense. That must have been the finish line, which delayed its bitter-sweet arrival. Indeed, it felt like a crystal key fell from a drawer to shatter into nothingness. Only the golden string remained.

"You hit the jackpot with Leena."

"Crazy part is that I knew. I allowed myself to hurt my ego in the same fucking situation, albeit I knew the consequences from the beginning this time. And she waited, Sam. She waited. The way Jackson flirted with her, I thought I would kick the bucket again."

Samantha looked at Jonathan, at how the moonlight lit up his face. She smiled again, knowing he finally found peace with her choices. "I don't know how to give you closure, Johnny."

He tilted his head towards her direction, with a condescending sneer. "I think I got it when I convinced myself you are in good hands now. And knowing I was always better than Henry the dickhead."

"Indeed you were. You are in good hands now, too. We can let each other go."

"You know I'm not dying or whatever. I'll still be here to break Mark's neck if he hurts you and make it look like he failed in surgery."

Samantha leaned her head against his shoulder and Jonathan shifted his position to make her more comfortable. "No punches will be needed this time. If we break up, it's on me."

A furious torrent of beeping and fervent phone vibrations interrupted the content silence between the two. Samantha took out her phone to witness the shocking headlines of Got7's Mark's mysterious alleged girlfriend.

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