#hey fun fact! did you know that in South Korea they require you to put your date of birth gender and photograph on your résumé?

[memento-mariii]

I'm not scared of getting older, I'm scared of new opportunities getting shut off from me :(

[nsheetee]

Can you do a Jaehyun x reader where she's a foreign idol and also his crush and bff, and then SM makes the two sing and dance together?

warnings/details: female reader, best friends to lovers, light fluff, and just a tad bit of suggestive dancing/kissing at the end

you and jaehyun have been best friends for longer than you’ve been idols

when you moved to south korea, you were a bit nervous to go to school and to make new friends

your korean wasn’t the best, and you weren’t sure if people would accept you

however, you met jaehyun

the one thing you knew you would always love about him is his kindness

his thoughtful and considerate heart, even at a young age, made you comfortable around him

you thought he would get annoyed by how you stuck to him throughout your younger years

but he never did, and you became best friends

although you didn’t join SM entertainment at the same time, your friendship never diminished because of your new careers

in fact, it only furthered the cohesion between NCTzens and your own group’s fans once people found out about your and jaehyun’s long friendship

people absolutely loved how you would sometimes spill embarrassing stories about jaehyun from his childhood

and whenever the two of you interacted at award shows, it warmed people’s hearts and at least a few hashtags trended worldwide over the interaction

however, jaehyun has a secret

one that he has kept from you and even from his own members

he has a crush

a major, heart-wrenching, always-on-his-mind, hands sweating, and heart palpitating crush

on you

his best friend

what hurts him the most is that he thinks he’ll never be able to act on it

so many things seem to stand in the way:

the physical distance between you and him

the amount of fans he has solely for his bachelor status 

and his career

but one day, during a meeting, your careers are surprisingly the factor that brings you two together

“you’ll be doing a duet, jaehyun.” his manager explained, “with y/n.”

“oh? cool.” he tried to sound indifferent, but the excitement in his voice didn’t fool anyone

“it’ll be a station, with a music video, and you’ll have to learn some choreography with her.” 

other than being excited to spend so much more time with you, jaehyun is also excited to be sharing his passion with his best friend

no matter what other activities jaehyun does, singing and dancing is his first priority amongst all of them

and getting to share that with you, who he knows is also passionate about your career, is thrilling to him

he doesn’t get nervous until he hears the demo of the song

hearing the slower tempo, the heavy bass, and reading the lyrics, his ears turn red at the thought of sharing this song with you

his best friend, and his crush

“wow.” you exclaim after the first listen to the demo, “I love it!”

“me too.” jaehyun admits shyly, hoping no one notices his bashfulness

he really does, but he can’t contain his erratic heart at the moment

the song is seductive, about two people overcoming boundaries to be together

he can’t help but think the song is perfect for the situation he’s in

jaehyun enjoyed recording the song with you

he knew he would have fun and be able to be himself in the studio while you were there

his crush on you grew bigger, if possible, at seeing you passionately singing and asking to give your parts another try when you didn’t like how the last recording turned out

you’re a perfectionist, and it’s a characteristic that jaehyun secretly adores about you

it was all fun and games until the time to learn choreography came

jaehyun mentally psyched himself up all morning

he added an extra shot in his americano and put on some extra cologne, doing just the little things that he knew would give him a confidence boost

the choreography, just as you and jaehyun expected, is hot

lots of dancing close together, your bodies holding barely any space 

jaehyun’s shyness flies out the practice room’s door the second he becomes more comfortable

his hands, which have never felt foreign to you before, strategically wander on you as if it’s the last time they’ll ever touch you

even during learning and practicing the choreography, he’s intense, and his large stage presence almost dominates you

until you wordlessly fight back with your own confidence and assertiveness

it only makes jaehyun’s heart beat harder

the hours of dancing leave sweat dripping down your necks and chests heaving from exertion 

the choreographer leaves, telling you and jaehyun to take a break to get lunch, but you both decide to work out a move that has been tripping you both up before getting food

the move isn’t super complicated; jaehyun uses one arm around your waist to dip you down and swing you across the floor

“so… what’s the problem here? it’s not that difficult, or off-beat…” you ask 

“it’s just… your head is really close to the floor, and you’re not holding onto me while I swing you around… it’s kinda nerve-wracking. I don’t want to drop you.” jaehyun explains, making you smile at him gently

“hey,” you tap on the beak of his snapback, “I trust you completely. I know you won’t drop me… and if you do, I’m not made of porcelain. I’ll live.” you joke, and jaehyun reluctantly nods 

you start the music, completing the moves that lead up to your trouble spot

the fear of hurting you makes jaehyun freeze, and he wraps his arm around your waist, stopping you from throwing your weight towards the floor

“jaehyun?” you pout, holding onto his shirt, “what’s wrong?”

he doesn’t say anything, his one arm still wrapped around you and his other hand resting on the curve of your waist

the music continues, heavy bass shaking the wood floor and permeating what little space is in between you and jaehyun

he looks at you, lips pursed and eyes flickering over your face

his head subconsciously leans closer to you, his soft hazel eyes shining even in the dim lighting of the practice room

you don’t know what has suddenly gotten into him, but you’re not about to stop it at anytime

it would be ridiculously hard to spend your whole life around jaehyun and not fall in love with him, you’re sure you’re not the only one who has such feelings

but right now, you are the girl in his arms, with his lips ghosting over yours, and his heart beating along with your own 

and so you take the chance to show jaehyun your own feelings by making the first move

rising on your toes ever-so-slightly, your lips meet

your hands immediately find jaehyun’s hair, throwing his hat somewhere on the floor to run your hands through his dark blue locks

your lips crush against each other, like the collision of two cars, but way less disastrous and way more beautiful

kissing someone usually requires a lot of effort, but the way jaehyun moves with you and the way you let your mind relax into the situation feels like you’re in paradise

no need for thinking, only feeling and loving and enjoying

you pull away first, but jaehyun has not had enough of you yet

he kisses your cheeks and jaw, making you giggle from the ticklish feeling

he rests his forehead against your sweaty neck, not minding the heat between you two at all

you both take a minute to calm down, realizing what just happened, and waiting for the other to make the first move

“do you hate me?” jaehyun asks into your collarbones, his voice like a small child 

he’s not really sure what to expect from you, hence his apprehension to turn his face to you

“yes, I hate you so much.” you reply sarcastically, pulling at his hair gently for him to face you, “that’s why I kissed you like that.”

“well, then that means I hate you, too. I absolutely despise you.”

[lady-une]

Chapter 4

A/N: Hey people of Tumblr so thanks for taking the time to read this little thing. I hope you all like it and if you feel like it please  to let me know what you think. Big thanks to my beta @tears-of-orphans for taking the time to reach what i come up with and letting me know what she thinks. There is no way for me to be a better writer if i dont get back any feedback from people. So as always share away! A little fun is had at the end just an FYI. :-p

 Sarah

Ever wake up and completely forget where you are? That’s how I was feeling. My alarm had just gone off and I opened my eyes and they were still blurry from sleeping that I started to panic because I didn’t recognize the room I was in. It took my brain about a minute to catch up to that what happened yesterday was in fact not a dream and that I was currently in the spare bedroom at Jay Park’s apartment located in Seoul South Korea. With my brain now functioning properly I shot up in my bed and turned that stupid annoying alarm off. I stretched my arms out above my head and twisted my torso trying to wake my body up. Jay wanted to leave by 6 and I realized I should have set my alarm to go off earlier then what I had it at. I quickly went to my suitcase and opened it up grabbing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt before I grabbed my toiletry bag and went off to the bathroom to wash up. The guest bathroom was super nice, it had a cool looking rain shower head that I was really excited to use and the sink looked like a big glass bowl. Over all it was very artistic and went well with the rest of the vibe the apartment was giving off. It didn’t take me long to do my morning routine before I threw on some light makeup and brushed my hair. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen today so I figured I mind as well toss my hair into a ponytail. As I was leaving the bathroom Jay was just coming out of his own room looking like he was ready to just go and relax with his sweatpants and hoodie.

 “You all set Sarah?”

“Yeah, let me just drop this off in my room and grab my bag.”

 He gave me a nod and went towards the front door. I tossed the dirty clothes on my bed and grabbed my backpack that still held my laptop and headphones and made sure to toss my phone charger in there as well. I snatched a clean hoodie out of my suitcase and went to meet Jay. The drive to the studio wasn’t that long and I sat there really hoping that there would be some kind of coffee shop nearby or that they had some at the studio because I was still extremely tired from the flight. We pulled up to studio and Jay parked his car just as another car was pulling up. As we were walking to the door I heard the other car door open and close and turned around to see Cha Cha walking up.

 “Morning Jay, Sarah.”

“Morning Cha Cha.”

“Sarah you can call me Chase when it’s just us.”

“Duly noted.”

 The three of us walked into the studio and Chase went one way while me and Jay went up to his office. It was still pretty early and the place looked dead. I wonder if it’s always this dead? I thought to myself as I sat down in one of the chairs in front of Jay’s desk.

 “So before we get you all set up here and have you start working on the music I need to go over some legal stuff with you. I know it’s rather all boring but its required to not only protect the company but you as well. I had my legal team draw up these documents which basically says that for a year you will only be allowed to work on music with and for AOMG. You will not be able to work on any other music for other companies during that year. Before any kind of media coverage is done you need to get the approval from our PR and legal team. You will be working under an alias name aka your stage name while you are here with AOMG. Anything said within the company building must stay between company employees. Since you will also be staying at my apartment until we find you your own place you will also have to make sure anything you post does not show that you are in fact at my apartment. Any social media accounts you have must now be made private, if you want we can set you up with a public profile under your stage name so you can post stuff that deals with AOMG on there. If you don’t have any questions then please sign and date this.”

 He slid the documents over to me and I glanced over everything and signed my name. I was now officially part of his company even if it was for a trial period. With that out of the way he took me on a small tour of the studio and showed me the rooms that everyone uses and where everyone would usually hang out. It wasn’t a big building compared to the other label’s buildings but it fit his company well. Right before we went to where everyone was waiting we stopped by the cafeteria to grab some coffee. Just the smell of the dark liquid was waking me up and making me feel more alive. When we finally got back to the room that we were currently recording Loco was in the small recording room doing some vocal work with Gray and Chase at the control board. I sat on the couch that was against the wall and listened to the song that Loco was singing. Hearing music being made was interesting, it was raw and so untouched. I bobbed my head to the beat and it just made even more excited to be here and doing this. It wasn’t long before Loco was done and was coming out of the small room to hear what they had. Gray played it back for him and they talked about some things that needed to be changed but overall they felt like it was good.

 “Hey Sarah how about you get in there and just go for it. Let’s see where you are at and we can go from there.”

 I looked at Gray over the lid of my cup with a surprised look on my face. I figured they would have gotten to me eventually but didn’t think it was this quick. I set my cup of coffee down and stood up. I rubbed my now sweating hands on my legs as I walked over to Gray. He handed me some paper with the lyrics on it and told me not to be worried and just to take it slow. I took a deep breath and went into the room and shut the door. The room was sound proof and it made me feel as if it was closing in on me, like there was a pressure in the room and it was trying to push me down. Maybe it was just my nerves and the anxiety of sounding bad in front of everyone. I tried to push that all aside as I picked up the headphones and placed them over my ears. I heard Gray through them and again he reminded me to just relax. The music started up and I could hear the raw voice and beat that Loco had just recorded. I followed along with the sheet of paper and went with it. I did my best to not let my nerves come through my voice and the more I sang the calmer I got. The music clicked off and I looked up to see Gray with a thumb up along with Loco. I smiled and walked out of the room.

 “How was it? Was it just awful?”

“No Sarah it was pretty good for your first time. You have some spots we will need to work on but overall it was pretty good.”

 I smiled at Gray happy that he thought that. I turned my head towards Jay who was sitting down on the couch looking into his phone.

 “What do you think Jay? She did good no?”

“Yeah, she wasn’t that bad at all Gray. Make sure you work with her on this. I have some meetings I have to get to so I will be back later.”

 With that Jay put his phone back into his pocket and waived at us as he left the room.

 Jay

 I knew she would be nervous her first time in the box, we all were. Her voice as she started off was weak but the more she sang you could hear her confidence build up. Even nervous she still looked stunning in there singing and I wanted to be there to help her but I had some meetings with some other artists that I could not miss.

 Sarah

 With Jay out of the room we all turned back to our work. Chase offered to help work on Loco’s parts while Gray helped me with mine. With Loco back in the box doing his thing Gray took me over to the couch to talk to me about my portions. It was all pretty easy fixes, have more emotion on this part but pull back on this. Raise your tempo here and be softer in this section. The rest of the day was spent taking turns in the box recording our sections. At around 1pm Gray called lunch and we decided to order out. As we all sat around the table eating we talked about just the normal everyday things. The guys joked about stuff that happened on the tour while me and Chase talked about Game of Thrones of all things. I didn’t peg him as one to watch a fantasy show but this man loved his GoT. We easily tossed around theories about what would happen with the night king and who would finally sit on the iron throne. It was nice to have someone around that had similar interests.

 After lunch we all went back into the room and went over our sections for a last time. It was rough and by the time I was done my voice was tired along with my body.

 “You holding up ok Sarah?”

“Yeah, this is more work than I ever thought.”

 Gray let out a chuckle.

 “Yeah, I don’t think anyone actually really understands the amount of work that is put in until they are here doing it. How’s your voice?”

“It’s a bit rough.”

“Wait here.”

 Gray got up and left the room returning a few minutes later with a coffee cup.

 “Here sip on this it’s just some honey lemon tea. It will help sooth your throat.”

 I took the cup from him with a smile. I took a sip of the tea and felt the warm liquid go down my throat giving me some instant comfort from the strain I had put it through.

 “Wow that’s really good, thank you.”

 Gray gave me a smile and a pat on my shoulder before going over to Chase and messing with what me and Loco had recorded. The rest of the night was spent going over the song multiple times with Gray tweaking little bits of it. I really wasn’t much help with this since I was still so new to it all so I basically sat there on the couch listening and watching them work. I would offer my opinion every now and then when they asked for it. I could feel myself getting tired and decided that it wouldn’t hurt to just rest my eyes while they worked, my body still wasn’t use to the time change.

 I awoke to someone gently rocking my shoulder and I opened my eyes slowly to see Gray crouched down with a smile on his face.

 “Hey sleepy head, wanna wake up and listen to this?”

“My bad, yeah sure.”

 I sat up not realizing that at some point I had laid completely down on the couch. Gray took a spot on the couch next to me and told Chase to go ahead and play it. The song filled the room with its quick and deep base. Locos voice quickly filled the room talking about having fun with the guys and about a girl he saw across a room. Next it was my voice that filled the room, the lyrics mirrored his about me being out with the girls having fun and catching him in my eye sight. The song went back and forth talking about how we wanted to dance with each other and how he couldn’t keep his hands off me. The song ended with him humming out the final verse.

 “So what do you think?”

 I sat there just dumb founded. I didn’t know how to form a sentence. I kept opening my mouth and closing it again and just looked at Gray and smiled.

 “You like it I take it?”

“Yeah.”

 I said nodding my head like an idiot with a big smile on my face. I didn’t care how dumb I looked at this point. I was hearing my voice in a song being sang along with Loco. This was just insane that it actually happened! The door opened and walked in a very tired looking Jay.

 “So how’s it going in here?”

“We are all done here. If you want we can play what we have. I’m pretty sure you won’t want to change anything.”

“Yeah lets hear what you have Gray.”

 Chase played the song again for Jay who was standing next to him at the control board. He was bobbing his head and concentrating on the music coming through the speakers. When the song completed he nodded his head.

 “Sounds good to me. It’s pretty late and it doesn’t look like any of you have eaten so how about we all head out to dinner?”

 We all stood up and walked out to the cars. Loco and Gray drove together while me, Jay, and Chase drove in his car. I sat in the back seat while Jay and Chase talked about the meetings he had that day and about other artists and the music they were working on. It didn’t take long before we were pulling up to the burger place that they frequented. We all walked in ordered our food and sat while we waited for it to be made. The conversation was pretty light between everyone, I was sure that once they got some food in them their energy would pick back up. I turned towards Jay who was on his phone yet again.

“Hey Jay, does it usually go this fast?”

“Fast? What?”

“Making the songs?”

“Not really, I mean it takes some time to get the beat out and then to find some lyrics that go along with it. This one only went quickly because we had already been working on it and just needed a female voice for those verses. It also helps that you already have a good voice so not much work needed to be done. But no, it never really goes this fast.”

 I nodded and our pager went off to signal our food was ready. Ever the social butterflies these big boys were once the food was out they all took out their phones to record videos or take pictures. I just laughed and took a bite of my food, it was crazy that people would make fun of girls for always getting that perfect picture of things meanwhile these guys were just as bad. After everyone was done eating Gray and Loco wanted to out for drinks but Jay turned down the offer and I had to agree, even with the food in me I was exhausted. Chase drove back to the studio with Gray and Loco while me and Jay headed back to his apartment.

The drive back was spent in a comfortable silence both of us exhausted from the days activities. When we finally reached the apartment we both said our goodnights and went to our rooms to get ready for bed. Once I was finally there I crashed the second my head hit the pillow.

 The next couple of days were spent the same way as the first. We would arrive early at the studio and would spend the whole day there working on music. Loco worked on the rest of his songs while Gray introduced me to the next song I would be working on with him. This one would be a little more difficult as it had rapping portions for me to sing. I spent the days going over the lyrics trying to get them down and to pronounce them right. This song was more work than Loco’s but I enjoyed the time I got to spend with Gray who was taking his time to help me. He had his own stuff he had to work on for the song so it was really nice of him and I appreciated it so much.

 On the third day Jay took over helping me as Gray had to get to work on his stuff. Jay took me into a smaller room that looked like it was really meant for only two or three people. We both sat at the control panel and he played the beat for me and had me practice my parts.

 “Sarah make sure you are breathing properly because you’re sounding winded once you have to speed up.”

 We went over that spot again and I tried to keep my breath even and to get in as much air before the beat sped up. I was doing good but then started to stumble over the last couple of words.

 “Fuck.”

 I said out in frustration and Jay laughed back at me. My hands were in my hair pulling on it and he grabbed them and pulled them away.

 “Relax Sarah, this stuff isn’t easy. You know this part now so try to do it with your eyes closed. Just picture a calm setting and make sure you wet your lips, it helps you not stumble so much.”

 He started that portion over and I did as he said. I imagined I was back home in my bed listening to the song. I imagined I was alone and just singing along with a random song like the many other times I have done in the past. This time I didn’t stumble over my words nor did I sound out of breath. I opened my eyes and looked at Jay who was smiling back. I didn’t think because had I thought of my actions I wouldn’t have done it. On a happy impulse I threw my arms around Jay’s neck and hugged him.

 “I did it!”

“You sure did and it sounded great!”

 His cologne filled my senses and as much as I wanted to stay there breathing him in and feeling him against me I pulled away.

 “Sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it. So how about we try and record a bit of it?”

 I agreed and stood up to go into the booth. This one was smaller and felt more cramped but I felt a little more confident then I had the first day. I had the part we were going to go over memorized so I did as had before and imagined myself back at home. When the part was over I heard Jay come through my headphones.

 “That’s good, now let’s go onto the next part.”

 The next part was pretty easy and fun and I couldn’t help but move my body along with the beat. Gray and Chase were very talented at creating these beats and I was pretty excited to hear what this would sound like when it was completed. Around lunch time we decided to go meet back up with Gray and see what he had completed. With both of our parts of the song now together we ran through the raw song and it sounded pretty good. I could tell right away on the parts that I knew Jay would want me to go over again. Instead of splitting up again we stayed as a group and took turns in the booth going back over our parts. Now that we had the song together it was easier to go back over the song and fix parts.

 Gray was currently in the booth and I was standing next to Chase who was at the control panel making sure things were going right and Loco came in. He gave a fist bump to Jay who was sitting on the couch listening to Gray sing. I felt him come up behind me and pull me into a hug before rocking side to side making me laugh.

 “How is our little Princess doing?”

��Princess?”

 Now he really had me laughing.

“Yeah our little princess, I mean you are the youngest here and you look like a little princess with your hair and clothes.”

“I don’t know if I should take that as a complement or not.”

“It’s a complement, there are so many other female artists out there dressed in sexy clothes with their face all done up. It’s nice to see something different.”

 Loco had yet to let me go from his back hug and I leaned back into his embrace. I didn’t want to be thought of as a princess and besides I was only a few months younger then him so I wasn’t that much of a baby. Loco eventually let me go and started to dance around to Gray’s rap part and I decided to go sit next to Jay on the couch.

 “What’s on your mind Sarah?”

 Jay didn’t even look up from me and it kind of annoyed me.

 “I don’t know.”

“I don’t play that game. Say what’s on your mind.”

 He put his phone down and turned towards me giving me his full attention.

 “Do I really look like a princess?”

“Don’t most girls like that? Don’t they like being called a princess and don’t they like to go out and find their prince charming?”

“Not this one. Yeah being called princess is nice when it’s just a nickname but not when people actually see you as a child. People back home never called me that or saw me that way because I was a bouncer. Maybe I need to change my look.”

“What concept are you going for? Dirty girl? Playful tease? Party girl? I mean there are plenty of artists out there with that concept already.”

“I don’t know, can’t woman just be a concept?”

 He laughed and shook his head.

 “If you want to change then I will support it. If you want I can get you in touch with a stylist. Tomorrow you can take the day off and figure out what concept you want.”

 I thanked him just as Loco grabbed my hand hauling me off the couch to come dance with him. We were all laughing and enjoying the music just dancing together. I turned around and Loco had his hand on my hip pulling me into him with one of his legs in between mine. We were rolling our bodies to the beat and my part came on and I started to sing along with it.

 “Can you handle these curves baby. Hold on tight as these curves rock on your body ooo.”

 I was just losing myself in the song and not even caring and Loco lost it and couldn’t hold his composure and pulled away laughing.

 “Yaa yaa don’t do that. I take it back ok, I get it you’re a grown girl. I think we need to change some of these lyrics Jay.”

 He walked over to Jay and sat next to him while waiving his hand in the air towards me saying he didn’t like the tone of the song.

 “What you didn’t mind her lyrics on your song.”

“Yeah but that was different. Watching her dance like that and singing. Man we are going to have a problem on our hands once she gets out there and starts to perform.”

 I waived them off and went to stand by Chase.

 “Oh my god those two.”

“That’s good Gray come on out. He isn’t wrong Sarah. You do have some amazing moves and a good figure. Add on your voice and you will for sure have a good size male fan base following you around.”

 Gray walked out of the room and asked what was going on and I explained that apparently my part was to provocative for Loco’s vision of a pure and innocent me.

 “Loco man, she isn’t that innocent. She was a bouncer at a club and do you not remember the night we met her? Do you not remember her outfit? Our little Princess Sarah here has a dark and sexy side to her.”

“Here is an idea how about we all go out tonight for some drinks?”

“Loco didn’t you guys go out last night?”

“Yes we did Sarah but you two ditched us for bed.”

“Well sorry to break it to you but I’m ditching you guys again because I still need to unpack.”

 Jay offered me a ride back to the apartment but said he couldn’t stay as he wanted to go out with the guys. Once I was back at the apartment I unpacked my clothes hanging up what need to be hung up and putting other items in the dresser. I made sure to put the black synch bag at the back of my drawer and put more underwear over it to cover it up as best I could. Once I had everything put away I decided to facetime Hua to check in with her. I gave her a quick tour of the apartment I was staying at but she couldn’t talk long as the time difference was horrible. After my call with her I decided to shower and then watch some movies on my laptop.

  I had fallen asleep during one dramas and was awoken to a loud bang and cursing. I moved my laptop out of the way and got up to see what was going on. I walked down the hall to the entrance and saw Jay bracing himself on the kitchen counter as he was taking long drinks from a bottle of water.

 “You ok Jay?”

“Sarah our little Princess…oh wait you don’t like that. How about sex kitten? Hmm? Is that better then Princess?”

 I walked over to Jay and he reeked of booze. Clearly he enjoyed himself out with the guys.

 “Call me whatever you want Jay. How about we get you in bed.”

 I walked over to him and put his arm over my shoulder so he could use me to stabilize himself as we slowly walked to his room. He tripped over his feet and would bump into the wall and laugh. We finally made it to his room and I let him fall back into his bed and I fought against it but he ended up dragging me down with him and I landed with a huff on top of him. I put both my hands on the side of him and pushed myself up and was caught by his eyes. I always thought his eyes were magical but being this close to him just inches away from his face and I was like a deer caught in the headlights. He had me in a trance and it was only broken when I saw him stick that tongue out and lick his lips. My heart rate sped up and I was sure I was blushing but I pushed myself off him before I did something stupid. I helped Jay take his socks off and helped him with his shirt but left him to handle his pants as I went back to the kitchen for some water. When I made it back to his room he was under the blankets sleeping with his clothes scattered around the floor. I set the water down on his night stand and went around picking up his clothes and made sure to empty his pockets before I tossed the clothes into his dirty hamper. I walked back to the door and turned the lights off before walking back to my room to go to sleep.

 That night my normal happy dreams were replaced with visions of Jay between my legs using that tongue to bring me close to my climax while one of his hands was stroking himself and the other was playing with my ass using one of the fingers to slowly put pressure on my little puckered entrance. Just as he slipped the finger inside I felt my walls clamp down and was jolted awake still feeling myself clamp down on nothing.

 Jay and his fucking tongue is going to be the death of me.

 I thought as I tried to calm my body down. I looked over to my phone and noticed it was still pretty early and I didn’t have to be up as early since I was taking the day off to work with the stylist. I closed my eyes and rolled onto my stomach trying to get some more sleep. Every time I closed my eyes I saw Jay again in between my legs or saw him inches away from my face while he drove his cock inside me. That dream was doing nothing but making me worked up. I rolled back to lay on my back and threw my arms over my eyes. All I wanted to do was sleep but this built up sexual frustration from my dry spell was becoming too much.

 I really need to get laid.

 I knew it wasn’t going to happen any time soon and figured I mind as well take care of this issue so I can actually get to sleep. I threw my covers off and went to my drawer grabbing out a vibrator and some lube. I put some fresh batteries in before pulling the covers back over me. I pulled my panties down and took my shirt off allowing myself tobe fully naked only covered by my blanket. The door had no lock on it but I figured I would be safe with how early it was. I closed my eyes and imagined Jay back between my legs imaging what it would feel like to actually have his tongue on me. Having him lick me slowly before inserting a finger into me and pumping it in and out. As I imagined that I turned on my vibrator and inserted it inside me. My pace was slow just thinking of Jay using his fingers inside me. I felt myself getting wetter and tried to hold back the moans that were trying to escape my mouth. The vision changed to Jay above me with his cock deep inside me, as imaginary Jay picked up his pace so did I using the vibrator to mimic him. My free hand went to my breast kneading it and pulling on my nipples. I couldn’t stop the moan from escaping my mouth. I could feel my climax approaching and quickened my pace with one more pinch of my nipple pleasure rolled over me like a title wave. I moaned out a little too loudly Jay’s name and thought I heard a noise. I turned off my vibrator and just laid there. I had just masturbated to the thought of my boss and roommate fucking me and while I should feel ashamed I didn’t. I was fully sated for now and exhausted. I left my vibrator on my bed under the covers and fell asleep, I could clean it tomorrow.

 Jay

 I woke up to my head pounding and rolled over to see a water bottle and some aspirin. I took two aspirins and gulped down the bottle of water. I got up to relieve myself and to stumble into the kitchen for some more water. As I was making my way to the kitchen I thought I heard a low buzzing sound but figured it was this hangover that was trying to take over my body. I grabbed another bottle of water and made my way back to my room. Just as I was passing Sarah’s room I heard a low faint moan come from behind her door. I stopped and listened closely. That buzzing sound was definitely there and I could hear her breathing heavily behind the door. I felt my dick in my boxers start to stir from the sounds. Another moan came and my hand shot down to adjust my dick in my boxers. I knew what she was doing in there and it turned me on, I knew I shouldn’t be listening here but I couldn’t help myself. My hand found its way inside my boxer and turned around to lean against the wall just next to her door. With her breathing and soft moans I imagined what it would be like to be inside her. The way she was dancing earlier that day had me frustrated because I wanted nothing more than to take her in my arms and show her how to really dance seductively. My hand picked up its pace pumping faster.

 “Jay”

 I heard her moan out my name and I lost it. Like a little school boy I shot my load into my boxers. I couldn’t believe what I had just heard. Sarah was in there thinking about me as she pleasured herself. With that knowledge, I walked back to my room and stripped off my boxers and washed my dick and hand off with a wet rag. I didn’t bother putting clean boxers on and just climbed back into bed. Still shocked at what had just happened I closed my eyes and tried to go to sleep. I laid there for I don’t know how long trying not to think about her. She was amazingly talented and she was gorgeous. I know I had given her the go ahead to change her looks but part of me wanted her to stay the way she was. She was pure and innocent, I didn’t want her to be like the rest of the female artists out there. I opened my eyes and grabbed my phone off the nightstand shooting a quick text to the stylist.

 Jay: When you see Sarah tomorrow let her do what she wants but please don’t let her change too much. If she starts to toss out crazy idea try and pull her back. Anything she wants done outside of anything drastic she can do. Stop by the studio on your way to my place and grab my card. I won’t be having Sarah pay for anything.

 With the text sent off I felt a little better and rolled onto my stomach closing my eyes. With excitement mixed in with apprehension I was finally able to fall asleep.

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Bananas

“From this day on, the official language of San Marcos will be Swedish. Silence! In addition to that, all citizens will be required to change their underwear every half-hour. Underwear will be worn on the outside so we can check. Furthermore, all children under 16 years old are now... 16 years old!”

 In my younger years I was quite the Woody Allen fan, and one of his early favorites of mine (1971) was “Bananas”, from which I stole both my title today, and that opening wacky proclamation, publically issued from a fictional South American/Castro-like rebel leader turned dictator, General Emilio Vargas, of San Marcos!

 The other day, as each presents the unveiling of our new Commander In Chief’s latest proposed steps for his “Make America Great Again” campaign, I suddenly acknowledged a growing theory that has been bouncing around inside my head and looking for a place to land: Donald Trump, whether he even realizes it or not, sees himself as just such a despotic, 3rd world leader.  

It wasn’t that hard to compile a short list of stereotypical character traits common to history’s long list of past and present totalitarian despots, and here’s what I came up with: 

Hmm, let’s see:

In office barely a week and already threatening martial law – check. 

Nepotism ( named daughter, Ivanka, and husband/son-in-law, Jared Kushner, as senior White House  advisers) – check.

In favor of military parades (you know, like in Russia and North Korea!) – check.

Refusal to give up his private businesses or acknowledge conflict of interests – check.

Suppression of the media – check.

Loves displaying his name (preferably in huge, gold letters) and face in as many public places as possible, or allowed by law – Oh hell yes.  I’m waiting for the first statue to go up.

Trophy wife – check.

Children from 3 different marriages – check.

Mysterious and mutual currying of favor with a leader of a powerful, former communist nation currently run by an ex-KGB head – check.

In favor of secret “black sites” for detention and use of torture – check.  

Fiery speeches of nationalism – check.

Repeatedly using loose immigration laws and people of “foreign” decent as scapegoats for all social and economic declines – check.

Wants to build a boarder wall (estimated cost being $14 billion, and no, Mexico isn’t going to pay for it) – check.

Ego the size of the Goodyear blimp – check.

Penchant for living in a pimped out golden palace that would make even 17th century French king, Louis XIV, raise an eyebrow – check.

Delusions of grandeur – oh hell, yes!

Final Score – 100. 

Too harsh?  Hey, I could have put him in a Nazi uniform… Eight years ago that’s where his crowd put former president Barack Obama.  We remember all those posters held high, the Hitler mustache; that is when he wasn’t being portrayed as a socialist, closet Muslim with a questionable birth record and suspect patriotic allegiance.

 For more on this quite reasonable comparison of Trump to the Fascist ideologies of 1930s Europe, I encourage reading Roger Cohen’s excellent op-ed piece from the NY Times the other day, The Banal Belligerence of Donald Trump.

 An excerpt: “To say, as he did, that the elected representatives of American democracy are worthless and that the people are everything is to lay the foundations of totalitarianism. It is to say that democratic institutions are irrelevant and all that counts is the great leader and the masses he arouses.”

 Here’s a fun fact to contemplate: this one man, “Drano through a fire hose” power treatment who is going to give the Washington establishment the biggest colonic they ever had - or as Donny put it, going to pull the plug and “drain the swamp” - has picked a cabinet with a cumulative net worth larger than the lower third bracket of this county’s entire working population.  Yep, according to politicafact.com, "greater than that of the 43 million least wealthy American households combined - over one-third of the 126 million households total in the U.S."  

 In that vein, remember when leading up to, and during the presidential debates, Trump continually hammered on Hillary Clinton’s chummy relationship with Golden Sachs and Wall St.?  Insisting that Goldman Sachs had "total, total control" over his rivals Hillary Clinton and Ted Cruz (whose wife, Heidi, is an investment manager there), and often citing Clinton's speeches to  Goldman Sachs and the infamous WikiLeaks to prove she “meets in secret with international banks to plot the destruction of U.S. sovereignty in order to enrich these global financial powers, her special interest friends and her donors.”..?

 Well get ready you middle and lower class workers, who Trump characterized in his inauguration speech as subsisting in the gutted, rusted-out shell of our depleted American economy and eking out a living in empty, crime-ridden inner cities and rust-belt towns ravaged by “carnage”!

 (cue up theme music from “Rocky” – Gonna flyyy now…): 

Meet Donny’s pick for  senior counselor for economic initiatives, Dina Habib Powell, former Goldman Sachs head of impact investing, and president of the Goldman Sachs Foundation.  Dina will join Trump’s elite Chief Strategist/Senior Counselor (and head uber-fringe right-wing scumbag), Steve Bannon, a former investment banker in the Mergers and Acquisitions Department of Goldman Sachs.  Chairing Trump's National Economic Council will be Gary D. Cohn, ladies and gentleman, a 26 year veteran and president of investment banking at Goldman Sachs who – get out the hankies - will be leaving the firm with a door prize payout of over $100 million.  And playing Robin to Cohn’s Batman, meet our new Secretary of the Treasury, none other than Steven Mnuchin, a former partner of Goldman Sachs and hedge fund manager!

 Getting strong now…

But what if the forces of evil (see Elizabeth Warren and her ilk) conspire to fight our new economic Justice League of America?  

 Don’t worry my blue collar brothers and sisters - to ensure there will be no more pesky, onerous, and burdensome regulations limiting their super powers, Donny has selected deal-making attorney Walter "Jay" Clayton to head the U.S. Securities and Exchange Commission.  Walter, as a partner in the New York office of law firm Sullivan & Cromwell has a long history of fighting for deregulation. According to Reuters, during the height of the 2008 financial crisis, Clayton worked on major deals involving big banks, including Barclays Capital's acquisition of Lehman Brothers' assets, the sale of Bear Stearns to JP Morgan Chase, and the U.S. Treasury Department's capital investment in Goldman Sachs.

"It's hard to see how an attorney who’s spent his career helping Wall Street beat the rap will keep President-elect Trump's promise to stop big banks and hedge funds from ‘getting away with murder,'", said U.S. Senate Banking Committee Ranking Member Sherrod Brown.

 Sweet! Now there’s a team that has their finger on the heartbeat of the economically pummeled American worker!

 Yup, this is our hero transformer and his hand-selected Super Team, the new defenders of the downtrodden and desperate… who through generous tax cuts to the rich will provide the magic leavening to America’s money loaf and make it rise for all!  You remember his campaign predictions, right? We’re all going to win, and win, and win, until we say “Mr. President, please, we don’t want to win anymore, it’s too much!!”

 I’m sorry to put it so bluntly, but once again I’m left with nothing other than pondered the question that has kept me perplexed and slightly nauseated since last November 9th – just how selectively stupid and gullible were the millions who voted for this blustering, sociopathic, liar and con artist, who ultimately cares about one person, and one person alone: himself. 

But stick around for the show folks – just remember, please secure all safety devices.