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inyournightmares97 · 5 years ago

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Ultimatum (Part 2)

Park Jinyoung is a master negotiator. He’s used to preying on people’s weaknesses and manipulating them to get his way. So he can’t understand you; a lawyer who sees the world in black and white, as either good or bad. Conflict is inevitable.

But if the two of you can just set aside your differences, perhaps you can perform miracles together.

Word Count: 3.6k+

Warnings: Angst, office!au, enemies to lovers!au. Some language.

Part 1: In Which You Win

Part 2: In Which He Wins

Part 3: In Which the Common Enemy Appears

Part 4: In Which You Work Together

Part 5: In Which Nobody Wins (coming soon)

Part 6: In Which Everybody Wins (coming soon)

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It was like taking candy from a child.

Cruel, but easy.

“Do you know what this is, Yugyeom?” Jinyoung asked with a handsome smile. He leaned against Yugyeom’s desk gracefully, his expensive suit making the wooden table look dull in comparison. Jinyoung held a small sheaf of papers in his hand. “I just received this from IT. I think you’ll find it makes for very interesting reading.”

Yugyeom didn’t look up. You had just left the office for a meeting and he really didn’t want to deal with Park Jinyoung in your absence.

“Huh. Maybe put it down there and I’ll take a look at it when I have time,” Yugyeom muttered, trying to focus on the work he was supposed to be doing. He could feel Jinyoung’s dark eyes piercing into his skull.

“Are you sure? I think you want to read it now.”

“Not really.”

Jinyoung raised an eyebrow. “I see. You’d like me to leave it here for your boss to find when she comes back? Because I’m sure she’d be fascinated to go through your internet browsing history. There are some real gems in here.”

Yugyeom recoiled. “What?”

“The more recent ones are a delight. Let me see. ‘How to ask a girl out’ and ‘is it okay to date an intern’ and pick-up lines in Japanese. Is Hana Japanese? How ignorant of me, I never bothered to ask her. Oh! But I see if we go a couple months back then you enjoyed one particularly late night at the office alone, hmm? On 17th October at 11pm? Sounds like a wild ride. Busty brunettes-”

Yugyeom leapt to his feet and snatched the sheaf of papers, crumpling them up instantly. His cheeks and ears turned a bright red and he looked around furtively. Luckily you had stepped out for a meeting and Youngjae, the only other member of the Legal department, had gone to the cafeteria.

“Stop it. Please. Where did you even get that?” Yugyeom pleaded.

“I have friends in IT, Yugyeom,” Jinyoung explained as Yugyeom desperately ripped up the papers and tossed them into the bin under his desk. “I also have more copies of that.”

“I suppose you mean Mark Tuan. He’s not supposed to be releasing employee data like that. It’s against company policy for IT to disclose personal data to employees from other departments who don’t have clearance,” Yugyeom ranted, his brown eyes looking panicked. “It’s a breach of confidential information. So you can’t use that evidence against me because you obtained it illegally and without clearance-”

Jinyoung chuckled as he folded his arms across his chest. “Yugyeom. You poor child. You don’t understand how the world works, do you? I don’t need clearance to accidentally send this information to the rest of the office. What’s the worst that could happen to me? A formal reprimand, maybe a warning. But you… you’re going to face a lot worse.”

Yugyeom swallowed nervously. “Like what?”

Jinyoung leaned closer and lowered his voice to a whisper. “Like Hana finding out about your taste for brunettes even before you’ve asked her on a date.”

“Fuck.”

“What do you think? Does this seem like a risk you want to be taking?”

Yugyeom clenched his fists with hatred. “What do you want?”

Jinyoung grinned despicably and rolled up his sleeves.

“That’s more like it. Let’s have a negotiation, shall we? It’s what I do best, after all.”

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Yugyeom had been acting suspiciously silent all afternoon.

“Are you okay?” you asked him with a kind smile.

The young law graduate had only been working under you for a year, but his bright attitude and easy-going personality were the best things about him. Yugyeom could be clumsy and careless but he never lost his smile. Ever since you’d returned from your meeting, though, he had only been giving you one-word answers and avoiding your gaze.

“Fine,” he muttered.

“Are you sure? You’ve been pretty silent since I got back from my meeting.”

“Maybe something I ate at lunch didn’t agree with me,” he mumbled. Yugyeom’s face was white and you patted his back sympathetically. Poor kid. He’d been working hard with the big restructuring coming up soon.

“I’m leaving early today since I have to go visit my Mom. You should go home too. And drink some soup,” you suggested as you packed up your belongings. “We’ve been overworking ourselves. Nobody seems to appreciate that we’re the only thing standing between this company and a massive lawsuit.” you complained. Jinyoung’s despicable face popped up in your mind. “How dare he call our job a mere formality. That arrogant bastard.”

Yugyeom hiccuped nervously.

You smiled at him. “Here, drink some water. I’m guessing Park Jinyoung didn’t come by today?”

“W-what? No. Why? Did you see him?”

“Of course not. I was at my meeting most of the day. I assumed he’d come down here and try to bother you about the term sheet again,” you replied. It wasn’t like Jinyoung to give up easily. “I’m surprised he hasn’t done anything yet. He only has two days until his deadline. He must have some plan?”

Yugyeom forced a smile. “Maybe you scared him.”

“Maybe,” you mused. “Anyway, I’m leaving. Go home, Yugyeom. Get some rest.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

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“I need you to personally review the documents relating to the opening of our new office in Busan,” the CEO told you. “It’s important that nothing goes wrong during this restructuring. We need it to work in order to cut costs here at the Seoul office, but if we have legal problems then we could end up spending more than we save.”

You nodded, clutching the files to your chest. “Right. I understand, sir. We’ll take care of it.”

“I know I can count on you. Okay. That’s all for today, I have another meeting in a few minutes. Dismissed.”

You walked out of the CEOs office with a sigh, wondering how you had just been piled with more work than ever when you’d really wanted to take a few days off this week. Things were getting tougher. Your mind was preoccupied as you walked and you collided with a hard chest covered in an expensive suit.

“Hello there,” Jinyoung’s deep voice greeted, sounding amused as he reached out to help you straighten up. You looked into his dark eyes. The man’s hands were soft and warm on your skin, unlike his personality.

You frowned at him. “What are you doing here?”

“I have a meeting with the CEO,” he informed you smugly.

“About what?”

“None of your business. Run along and go pretend to be important elsewhere,” he told you airily.

You narrowed your eyes at him. Something wasn’t right. Park Jinyoung shouldn’t be this happy. There was a sparkle in his dark eyes and even the way the corner of his lips was curved up suggested that he knew something you didn’t.

Something smelled fishy.

“How are you so calm? I don’t understand. Your client expects to be signing the agreement tomorrow and you haven’t even got a term sheet approved,” you reminded him. You’d checked with Hana and she had confirmed that Jinyoung would be meeting with the client tomorrow afternoon. What was he going to take to them?

“You know what? I think I’ll manage.”

“Manage how?” you demanded.

“There’s no fun in me telling you that, now is there?” Jinyoung asked. He coolly ran his fingers through his hair. “Keep your schedule vacant tomorrow. I imagine the entire office will be having a party to celebrate me securing the biggest deal of the year. It would be a shame if you missed it.”

“I can’t miss a party that won’t happen,” you snapped.

“Sure, let’s see who wins this one. Spoiler alert: it’s me. It’s always me,” Jinyoung informed you with a pearly-white smile. He patted you on the head in a condescending manner that made your blood boil (how dare he: you were a fully grown woman!) and then calmly walked past you to enter the CEOs office.

What was happening?

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At 8:34 pm on Tuesday night, Kim Yugyeom burst into tears and confessed everything.

You weren't surprised, only angry. It was just like Park Jinyoung to prey on a person's weakness. He had no shame or remorse, possessed no sense of right and wrong. He didn't even have basic decency, how could you have expected better from him?

“Hey, look. It’s going to be fine,” Youngjae tried to console Yugyeom gently, handing him a tissue to wipe his face. Most of the office had already left for the day but Yugyeom’s tears were still running like a waterfall. The poor boy was terrified.

“I-it’s not fine. I’m going to be fired for having approved a term sheet that was clearly against company policy-” Yugyeom whimpered.

“Nobody has to know!” Youngjae insisted. He turned and looked at you, expecting you to reassure Yugyeom. “Nobody has to know, right? Park Jinyoung won’t say anything because his ass is on the line. There’s no reason for senior management to read the agreement thoroughly. I’m sure the CEO will just sign it since it’s such a huge deal for our company. We’ll be fine for now. It’s a seven-year contract so really, it’ll be years before anyone begins to find any problems.”

You leaned back in your chair and sighed. “Do you guys know why the company doesn’t offer sub-licensing rights as a rule?”

Youngjae blinked. “I mean, yeah-”

“It’s because the software we’re licensing out is ours. If the client is allowed to license it to other people, or sub-license, then why would anyone come to us to buy it? We’d never make sales ourselves because the client would essentially be selling our product at a cheaper rate than us. We'd lose customers, literally. Sub-licensing puts our company at a disadvantage in the long run. But Park Jinyoung doesn’t care about the long run. He doesn’t even care whether this deal will benefit the company. He just wanted the personal glory of being the first guy in Sales to secure a ten million-dollar deal.”

Yugyeom sniffled. “I’m sorry…”

You sighed and patted him on the back. You weren’t happy with Yugyeom, but the boy was already so miserable that it seemed heartless to scold him further.

“Let’s call it a day, Yugyeom. We’re going to have to listen to Park Jinyoung gloating tomorrow, so we need our rest.”

“You’re not going to tell the CEO?” he asked hopefully.

You bit your lip. Every part of you was screaming to go to the CEO now and tell him that Jinyoung’s contract grossly violated company policy, but it was too late. Yugyeom’s signature was already on the sheet. The poor boy would lose his job and you didn’t want to be directly responsible for that. You gave him a small smile.

“I’m not going to tell. But the problem might get traced back to you someday, Yugyeom. I won’t lie. I’m not sure I can save you from that.”

“I-I know.”

“How about we all go get some pizza? Let’s invite Hana too. The poor girl can never join us when Jinyoung’s around,” you said brightly, in an attempt to dissipate the dull atmosphere. “Yugyeom, why don’t you go over to Sales and let her know?”

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Park Jinyoung probably rehearsed that despicable smile of his.

You could picture it in your mind; Jinyoung standing in front of his mirror at home and practicing his pearly-white smile, checking to see which angles were most flattering. Jinyoung’s smile was made for the cameras, which was convenient because a press conference was held on Wednesday afternoon to announce that the two companies had entered into an enormous deal.

You watched in silent disgust as Jinyoung smiled handsomely for the cameras and shook hands with the senior management.

“Looks like they’re organizing a party to celebrate the deal,” Jinyoung announced loudly to Jackson as he walked past your desk later that evening, proudly carrying the small gift that the client had given him as a thank you. He was addressing his co-worker, but his dark eyes twinkled in your direction. “There’ll be lots of free booze. We’re going to need a designated driver.”

Jackson laughed. “Don’t look at me! I intend to get sloshed!”

“Oh, I’m sure someone from Legal will volunteer,” Jinyoung replied airily. “I can think of a few teetotallers in that department.”

What a prick. Like hell you would be driving his drunken ass home.

Park Jinyoung gave you a cheeky smile and hurried past. Even the sight of his shapely posterior was not enough to calm you down. How did the man wake up every morning and live with himself? He had no shame.

You paused for a few moments to visualise his head puffing up to three times its present size and then exploding into a billion tiny pieces, one for every dollar he’d made off the deal. The prospect made you feel marginally better and you were able to get back to work.

You’d get your revenge.

Although maybe not quite yet.

“Are you all coming to the party tonight?” Hana asked hopefully, when she stopped by the Legal area on her return journey from getting Jackson coffee. Her question was addressed to all three of you but her gaze was on Yugyeom. He had been miserable all morning. His shoulders were slumped as he shuffled through some documents half-heartedly.

“Of course we’re coming,” you told her.

Yugyeom blinked. “Actually-”

“We’re coming. We did some work on that deal too, we deserve to be there,” you replied. You gave Yugyeom a firm look. “You’re not going to avoid it. If nothing else, at least enjoy the free drinks. Why would you refuse when the company is paying?”

“Right…” Yugyeom mumbled.

“Can I come with you guys?” Hana asked shyly. “I don’t really want to go with the rest of the Sales team. Mr. Park is being offered a promotion, and it’s all he can talk about. I’m getting kind of tired of congratulating him on it whenever he brings it up.”

You flinched. “A promotion? Jinyoung?”

“Well… it’s not a promotion exactly. But since he’s such a good negotiator, the CEO wants him to help the Finance team make pitches to potential investors for our company. I guess that’s a step up from Sales, right?” she asked.

Holy shit. They're sending him to our investors now? That was no small matter. Being in charge of finding clients was one thing, but to let Jinyoung talk to the company’s investors was pretty much the highest recognition they could have given him.

No wonder he had looked so pleased.

"Of course you can come with us," you told her kindly, trying not to let your bitterness show. "I'm sure you need a break from all that toxicity up in Sales. We'll meet you after work, I think the restaurant they booked is within walking distance from here."

"Thanks!" Hana said brightly. "I'll see you!"

None of you were in a mood to celebrate Park Jinyoung's 'contributions' to the company but you decided that you would go. Hopefully a couple of drinks and some time spent with Hana would cheer Yugyeom up. Park Jinyoung could only be in one place at a time, so it should be easy to avoid him, right?

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It wasn't.

Park Jinyoung seemed to actively follow you around the party. Youngjae left to hang out with his friends in IT and after the first half hour, Yugyeom and Hana found a private spot on a couch to chat with their cocktails. They looked cozy and you didn't want to disturb them, so you just stuck to the walls and smiled at people politely.

Maybe you needed more friends.

Then again, you’d never been one for socializing at work. You worked well with your team, sure, but you didn’t know much about their personal lives. And you didn’t spend hours in the cafeteria chatting with people from other departments. You had a pleasant working relationship with most people but you didn’t have any friends in this company.

Oh well.

You’d rather be alone than manipulate people the way Jinyoung did.

You were just beginning to wonder if you could make an excuse to go home when you spotted a familiar smirk in the crowd. Park Jinyoung made his way over to you, a glass of whisky in one hand. He looked incredibly attractive. He’d unbuttoned the first two buttons on his shirt and his suit jacket was missing. Jinyoung’s hair was messy, and his skin flushed from the alcohol.

“Well,” he greeted you with a smirk. “You must be the only person in the room who hasn’t congratulated me tonight. Even Yugyeom did it, although he squeezed my hand a little harder than he should have. I think you’re rubbing off on him.”

You said nothing, merely glared.

“Oooooh, the stink eye. How terrifying,” he replied sarcastically. “Fine, don’t congratulate me. Oh! But would you mind driving me and Jackson home tonight? Everyone’s getting drunk and we can’t seem to find a ride. You don’t drink much at these kind of parties, do you?”

You held a hand out to stop a passing waiter and took two shots of hard liquor from him, one in each hand. Without breaking eye contact with Jinyoung you drank both of them in a single gulp and then set them down on the counter. Your head spun; but Jinyoung’s jaw fell slack and that was enough for you.

“Ah, I see. You are drinking then.”

“Surprising,” you replied with a sneer, “that the man who can negotiate a ten million-dollar deal is too cheap to just take a cab home.”

Jinyoung scoffed. “Cheap? Me?”

“Oh, am I wrong?”

“You are, as a matter of fact,” he replied. The corner of his lips turned up. “I’ll prove it to you. Let me buy you a drink right now. Choose anything you want from the bar. Not the free drinks they’re handing out for our party, but the expensive stuff on the menu.”

“I wouldn’t touch a drink you bought me with a ten-foot pole,” you snapped.

Jinyoung put a hand on his chest, looking offended. “What? What kind of a man do you think I am?”

“The kind who blackmails an innocent kid with his internet search history into signing a contract that he could be fired for having approved. Do you not think about the consequences of your actions, Park Jinyoung? Do you just go about the world doing whatever you please for your own benefit?”

Jinyoung’s eyes narrowed. “Of course. Who else do my actions need to benefit?”

“Unbelievable.”

“What?” he demanded. “Nobody’s ever done anything for me. I’ve gotten everything in this world through my own hard work. You think I haven’t been stepped on or cheated? Go ahead. Worship your laws and your ethics and your fucking company policy all you want. Those things have never helped anyone. We’re all responsible for taking care of our own asses, and no rulebook can change that.”

“You’re selfish and disgusting.”

“I’m happy.”

“Are you really? How do you live with yourself? It’s lonely at the top, Park Jinyoung.”

Jinyoung scoffed. His eyes looked around the room proudly. “Lonely? This party is being celebrated for my achievements. I’ve been congratulated by every single person here. I’m getting a raise and I’m about to be promoted. Do I look lonely? You’re the one who doesn’t have any friends here. All you do is act like a teacher’s pet and preach your moral superiority. It’s annoying.”

You flinched. “What?”

“It’s true, isn’t it? Nobody likes a goody-two-shoes. This isn’t primary school. There are no prizes for following the rules. Grow up.”

“I cannot believe your nerve.”

“No, you just can’t believe that your stupid company policy was wrong and that I found a better way to handle things on my own.”

“On your own? You blackmailed a kid! He could lose his job! And why? To secure that precious ten million-dollar deal? That deal is going to hurt the company in the long run and you knew it from the start! Not a single person benefits from this entire manipulative mess except for you!” you snapped.

Jinyoung blinked. “Then go tell on me.”

“Excuse me?”

“Go on, teacher’s pet. Be a tattletale. Go tell the CEO. I’ll lose my job. Yugyeom will lose his job. And your precious company will be saved from the big, bad sublicensing term. I dare you to do it,” he challenged you.

Your fists clenched. For a moment, you pictured yourself punching Park Jinyoung in the face, or throwing a martini onto his expensive shirt. How dare he create a problem and challenge you to fix it? How dare he pretend that he was right after his childish and selfish behaviour? You stared at him in disgust.

“I hate you,” you snapped.

Jinyoung smirked. “Are you sure? Or do you maybe just hate yourself? Because you’re so proud of always following the company policy and being a stickler for the rules but you can’t even bring yourself to tell the truth. You can fool yourself that you’re better than me all you want. But you’re complicit in this whole deal.”

“Fuck you.”

He chuckled. “What?”

“Fuck. You, Park Jinyoung,” you hissed as you turned to leave. “I can’t even look at you.”

“Are you sure?” Jinyoung called after you with a delighted laugh, as you hurried away. If you stayed then you would surely hit him, and you didn’t want to do that. “Because there’s a rumour around work that you can’t stop looking at my butt!”

You turned back to stare at him in disbelief. What?

Jinyoung simply grinned. His dark eyes were twinkling mischievously and he lifted the hand carrying his drink to show off his forearm below his rolled-up sleeves. Jinyoung’s dark hair fell into his eyes, and there was something extremely kissable about those plump lips of his as he mouthed the words that made your blood boil.

I win.

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staytheb · 5 years ago

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Like Oh 2.0 - Black Day

Previous Chapter: #KINGJACKSONDAY Word Count: 3,956 Summary: It’s Singles’ Day in South Korea and the girls are hanging out without anyone to bother them.

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the 9th chapter is here. more fillers and story and character build-up and development. well, i think it’s better that way as it would make it better for future chapters. so yeah, happy reading and kthxbai, Admin Lia~

"Food is served!" Melanie announced as she set the last plate of food onto the large cloth where the old coffee table used to be. "When are you going to get a new table, Serena?" Jasmine asked as she dug in first. "I dunno. Haven't really been looking." Serena answered as Jeannie looked at her. "Or is it because you don't really want to buy another one?" "That too." Serena chuckled. "We can go Saturday. We're all free." Melanie suggested. "I'll think about it. Let's just enjoy our Black Day." "Yeah." Jasmine agreed while lifting her cup of soju. "To another year of being single!" "To another year of being single!" The other three followed along as they clinked their cups together before downing the alcohol. "I still can't believe we ditched class to hang out for today although we did the same thing last year." Jeannie commented a moment later with a laugh.

"Today wouldn't be any different like what happened on Tuesday, anyways." Serena commented as her sister shot her a look. "You're supposed to tell me everything with Mark when you go to class." "I'll see him next Tuesday, maybe." Serena remarked before diverting the conversation elsewhere. "So what happened, Jasmine?" "What happened what?" Jasmine looked at the older womanin confusion. "I thought you were going to spend Black Day with that guy who confessed to you on White Day?" "Oh, him. Yeah, no. We're done." "What happened with you and Seungmin?" Melanie asked looking towards Jeannie who just shook her head at not wanting to tell the story. "Let Jas tell you what happened." "Okay." Jasmine said as she placed her bowl down, but then had to shoo Biscuits away. "Biscuits, no."

The toy poodle whined for awhile, but back away when Serena made her a plate with smaller portion and out of the way of the other four and all the food. "Here, Biscuits. Go ahead, Jasmine." "Alright, well, Seungmin and I did go on a few dates, but then like he got possessive all of a sudden." Jasmine began to tell her story. "He even went around telling people that we were boyfriend and girlfriend and other guys to back off as I was with him. Like what the hell? It was so totally weird." "So what did you do?" Melanie asked as Jasmine sighed. "I told him I didn't want to see him anymore." "Did he take it well?" Serena asked this time as Jasmine shook her head. "No, he did not. The guy then went to spread rumors that we were gonna get engage and then marry each other after graduation." "Wow." "No way?" "Yeah, right? Ridiculous." Jeannie commented as Jasmine continued.

"Others believed him and others didn't, but I'm not gonna go around telling them what's true or not. If they wanna believe it, then let them believe. It's honestly so dumb." "Yeah, it is." "Forget about him." "It's whatever." Jasmine then looked at Serena. "What about you?" "What about me?" "Where's your lucky guy?" "I already told you guys. I'll feel sorry for the guy that ends up with me if I get with someone." Serena explained once again. "I don't like cuddling, all that skinship, doing all those couple stuff like interacting in that lovey-dovey manner, and I really like my alone time. Besides, I don't want to put that guy in that kind of position if he's with me where I can't show him all those affections and what not." "Bull." Melanie called out her sister's bluff. "You just don't want to give me nieces and nephews."

"Um, excuse you." Serena shot back while pointing at Biscuits who was now asleep on top of the couch after eating her meal. "She's kinda like your niece." "She doesn't count." Melanie answered with a raised eyebrow while Serena rolled her eyes. "Yeah, well Carson gave you a niece and a nephew and Cameron's going to give you twin nephews in a few months." "They're not even blood-related." Melanie countered as Serena shrugged. "True, but same difference." "Whatever." "Wait, Melanie, what about that Taesuk guy or was it the Kyungtae guy? What about them?" Jasmine asked. "Why not hook up with one of them." "Ugh. Don't mention Kyungtae. He's a creeper. I'll never date him." Melanie shivered. "He's the one that worked at Zion Market, right?" Serena asked as Melanie nodded her head.

"Yeah, did he think I was you?" "Big time." "What happened?" Jeannie asked as Serena explained. "He followed me asking why I wasn't answering him before he actually took a good look at me and apologized. He said that I look like someone he knew." "Well, you guys do look alike at a glance." Jeannie commented as the other pair of sisters roll their eyes. "Unlike you two who are twins." "Fraternal." The twins chorused. "Anyways, you didn't say anything about Taesuk. What about him?" Jasmine asked as Melanie shrugged. "I see him more as a brother, anyways." "Wow you already friend-zoned him?" "He really gives off that big brother type of feeling." "And he thought I was Melanie the other day, too." Serena rolled her eyes as Melanie laughed. "He told me about that where you tripped trying to run away when he called you 'Chaewon', right?"

"I just didn't want another Kyungtae scene okay." "Sounds about right." The younger trio commented as Serena rolled her eyes. "Whatever guys." "Wait, Melanie. Doesn't Taesuk know that you really know who Jeffrey is though?" Jasmine asked Melanie who shook her head. "No he doesn't. He still thinks that I think of JB as Jeffrey who's some random guy." "Wow, that's surprising." Jeannie laughed as she then looked at Serena with a sly look. "Speaking of JB or GOT7 for that matter, I noticed that you're hanging out more with Mark than your own bias." She then looked at Melanie with the same look. "And you're hanging out with JB more than your own bias, too." "Dude, that's true." Jasmine agreed with a chuckle. "Hanging out with your sister's bias instead of your own. How does that feel?" The other pair just shrugged as Melanie spoke up first. "I don't know except that JB looks way better in person than he does in all of the pictures and videos taken of him."

"Well, Mark seems slightly a little annoying than I thought he would be." Serena laughed. "Why?" The other three asked. "I don't know. He reminds me of the boys back home. Like if you're not close to them or whatever, they don't act like stupid little jerks and what not." "Oh, yeah, that. That's true." "Besides, he's always copying off of me." "Then what about the other three in English class?" Jasmine asked curiously. "Doesn't your friend, Ana, not know that you guys are friends?" "Not really." Melanie answered. "She's busy attending anything TVXQ, JYJ, SM-related and other groups she's in to while hanging out with her other English teacher buddies." "Hmm true." Serena agreed as she went back to talking about Jinyoung, Youngjae, and Yugyeom. "Anyways, we keep our knowing of one another on the down-low when we're in class. They also don't bother me as much as Mark does."

"Man, Serena, I wish you still taught someone from SM though. That would be great and I could have gotten signed merchandises and pictures, too." Jasmine whined with a pout. "Yeah, right. Almost all of them attend Korea Kent Foreign High in Kwangjin for their English skills." Serena told the younger woman. "From what I've seen on the wiki page for it." "Then go there and teach then." "Yeah, no. I'm not volunteering to teach again after this semester." "Why? Can't handle all the kids asking you questions?" Jeannie chuckled as Serena shook her head with a wry smile. "I hate talking to them." "Wow." "Hey," Melanie directed at her sister, "Did the GOT7 albums come in yet?" "Yeah, like three weeks ago." "Why didn't you tell me?" "I forgot." "Where are they?" "In my room."

Melanie went to fetch the packages as Jasmine took control of Serena's TV. "Hey, have you guys seen NCT U's music videos for The 7th Sense and Without U, yet?" "No. I haven't. Is it all of them or just a few members? I haven't kept up to date with SM." Serena asked as Jeannie answered. "A few of the members, but it has two sub-units for NCT U for some reason." "I don't know why either, but here. Watch The 7th Sense." Jasmine played the video just as Melanie returned with the large box. "Are you guys watching NCT U's music video?" "Yeah." "Ten has grown up a lot, Serena." "Who's Ten?" Serena asked confused upon hearing the name. "That Thai kid that you liked back in the day. He sang Justin Bieber's Baby song on that Star show." "You mean T-N-T?" "Yeah, but he goes by Ten now."

"Wait a minute. T-N-T is in S-M Entertainment now? Wow, I thought he was still a trainee for Starship as he was supposed to debut in Boyfriend, but then didn't because he didn't want to. He goes by Ten now, I wonder why." "Wait, you guys already knew of him before then?" Jeannie asked surprised. "Yeah. He was part of this Thai singing show called Teen Superstar. He was quite cute back then. I've been waiting for him to debut." "Well, he joined SM back in thousand and thirteen during SM's global audition in Thailand." Jasmine explained. "He actually wasn't a trainee for Starship. He refused." "How do you know?" "The fancafes." Jasmine smiled. "Well, at least he sounds fluid now when he raps in Korean. Before he had the potential, but was a bit choppy." Serena laughed. "Anyways, I'm still waiting for Johnny and Hansol to actually debut." Jasmine informed them. "They're like one of the longest trainees of SM."

When the music video ended Serena took the remote. "I know you're in your SM and NCT U mood, but let's watch this music video because I'm happy they're back and still around after another year." Serena then typed in HISTORY's Queen. "Who are they?" The twins asked as Melanie recognized the group's name. "Are they the one that sang that Die song." "Yeah, Might Just Die. That was released last year and they finally came back a few days ago." "I like how we spend our Black Day just watching K-Pop music videos." Jeannie laughed as the trio agreed. "Best way to passed time with no one to bother us." And when that video ended Jeannie took over. "I know this is like a few weeks old, but this is my jam and on constant replay since it came out." She entered OH MY GIRL's Liar Liar into the search bar. "I don't know the group that well, but it's so catchy."

"The coloring is so bright though." Jasmine commented as Serena agreed. "True, but it does have a catchy tune. I like it." "Is that Gongchan?" Melanie asked as the twins shrug. "Dunno." "I'm sure it's Gongchan." Serena laughed. "I think they were holding one of his official photocards, but I don't remember from which era. I'm sure they're from the same entertainment." "I see." Melanie took control of the remote next when Liar Liar ended. "My turn. This just came out today." She grinned as she inputted GOT7's Home Run and clicked on the practice video. "Is this one gonna be like Magnetic where they have a dance for it, but don't actually promote it unlike Gimme and Good Tonight where they did promote, but don't have an actual dance practice for it?" Jeannie asked as Serena remembered something. "I think it's the other title, so it should be a follow up one. Departure had a double title track or something."

"Dude, they look good in the baseball shirts." Jasmine complimented the boys. "And in jeans, too." "Ain't gonna lie, but JB looks hella fine with his hair like that and wearing the glasses." Melanie stated next with a laugh. "Mark doesn't look bad either although I can't really see since he and Jackson are wearing caps." Jeannie chuckled as Serena rolled her eyes. "Whatever guys. I'm watching the choreography and ignoring everything else." "You know you're checking them out, Serena." Jeannie teased as Serena smiled. "Maybe." The quartet continued to watch music videos and eat for the rest of the afternoon until Jasmine convinced them to go out and have fun for the night upon Ahri's request. "We didn't do anything last year. Let's just go and see how it is when singles all mingle together and just let loose." Jasmine grinned while wriggling her eyebrows. "It'll be a lot of fun."

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The quartet were all dressed and ready to head out with Jasmine already opening the door and keys in hand with her red cardigan slightly off shoulder, but Serena decided otherwise as she lagged behind the others while tugging at the helm of her oversized longsleeve red shirt-like dress. "I'ma stay with Biscuits." "Serena. We're already dressed up and Biscuits will be fine for a few hours alone." Jeannie said while looking over at the older woman and adjusting her leopard print boots. "Ugh, you're always like this." Melanie grumbled a bit annoyed while adjusting her grey cardigan. "I just do, okay." "No way, Serena. We're dressed and we're gonna have fun tonight." Jasmine told her friend as she grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the apartment. "Now you have to come." Serena made a face as Jeannie slightly shouldered her playfully. "Don't worry, Serena. I'm sure you'll enjoy yourself in no time." "Yeah, yeah, whatever." The four headed out into the late evening.

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Serena and Melanie returned back to the Serena's apartment complex close to two in the morning. Jasmine still wanted to party with Ahri and Jeannie stayed to make sure her sister wouldn't get herself into too much trouble like last time and told the others that they would crash at Ahri's instead. So Serena and Melanie tiredly rode the elevator to the fifth floor and just wanted to crash into their own beds. At first they were just sight-seeing around Cheongdam and could do whatever around there when Jasmine suggested going to Itaewon a few minutes later. When they did arrive in Itaewon the quartet met up with Jasmine's friend, Ahri, who then suggested for all of them to go clubbing. Once there Jasmine had them take shots at any given moment while Ahri kept them at the dance floor to dance away the alcohol. It was tough, but the sisters were able to call it a night after a few hours of the night life.

"Melanie, I'm never clubbing with those two ever again. Actually, I'm just never clubbing again, period. Not my style." Serena groaned as she rubbed her temples as Melanie agreed. "Yeah. They're too much together." "Maybe, but I need water to wash out the taste of alcohol." "Water? More like food, Serena. I'm hungry." "You have the munchies." "Feels like it." "Let's go to Fairy Sweets right now. They're kitchen is still opened until six." "Really? Are you sure?" "Yeah, I always go there for my three AM craving of crispy chicken." "You would, but that sounds bomb right now." "I know. I always get two orders of that." "You would." When the lift arrived to the fifth floor Serena hit the button to take them back down to the lobby, but intercepted the door from closing again. "Ugh, wait. Gotta check on Biscuits, first."

Melanie waited by the elevator as Serena went to check on Biscuits. "Ugh, gotta change the pad." Serena groaned as she did so before cleaning up after the toy poodle and putting the leash on her. "C'mon, Biscuits, let's go." Melanie eyed the dog when she saw her coming with her sister. "Why are you bringing Biscuits?" "Just so she can walk around and not feel lonely either." Serena explained. "Besides, Chloe used to spoil her a lot and I have to make sure to show Biscuits some love." Serena and Biscuits entered the elevator as Melanie hit the lobby button. "Do you think they'll let animals in?" "Yeah. The owners and other workers bring in theirs from time to time." She then looked at the dog. "You're going to like them crispy chicken bites, Biscuits."

When the trio arrived to the lobby's floor they were greeted by seven figures. "Hi." They all greeted one another as the girls stepped out and the boys stepped in. "Where you going?" Jackson asked while leaning a hand against the door so that it wouldn't close on them as Melanie answered. "To eat." "Where?" "Fairy Sweets." "Can we come?" "No." Both sisters replied as they giggled away from the group. "I don't know if that was sarcasm or not." Jackson said as he looked at his fellow members. "I want to go." Yugyeom voiced out with an innocent expression. "A chocolate shake sounds good right now." "But they said no." Youngjae responded. "I still say we go." BamBam grinned. "It's not like we have any early schedules to attend to later today. "But sleep sounds amazing." Mark said as Jaebeom agreed. "Yeah, sleep would be nice." "Let's not bother them tonight." Jinyoung told his members. "Let's just go." Jackson declared. "I'm really thirsty."

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The sisters were casually enjoying themselves in the furthest corner of the store with their food and drinks while Biscuits was happily snacking on some chicken bits underneath the table. Melanie was scrolling through her Facebook feed to catch up with family and friends back home. Serena was watching a music video when they heard several tables and chairs scrapping against the floor to be joined with theirs a moment later. "What are you watching, Jyongri noona?" Jackson asked Serena who had paused the video upon hearing the sudden noise. "David Oh's Where Did It All Go Wrong music video. So, um, why are you here?" The older woman's eyes scanned the other members. "Why are all of you here though?" "Jackson said he was thirsty." Mark answered with a small smile. "But he hasn't order anything yet." "I wanted to check in with these two first." Jackson countered as Melanie interjected. "It's like two in the morning. Don't you guys have a schedule later today?"

"No. Not until the late afternoon." Jaebeom answered with a tired smile. "So we're good to hang out for a bit." "Why is there so much of these?" BamBam commented as he ate a crispy chicken bite from one of the bags. "I don't know, but it's good and taste just like chicken." Youngjae said as he also ate a few more pieces. "It is chicken." The sisters replied in unison. "What's this flavor?" Yugyeom asked after drinking Melanie's drink that she had offered the younger male. "It's pistachio and almond." Melanie answered while taking a sip of her drink. "Why are you kids eating all of their food?" Jinyoung slightly scolded them. "If you're hungry, then go and buy your own." "It's fine," Serena assured the younger male. "They remind us of our brothers back home so it's all good. We ordered too much, anyways."

Mark looked at Serena puzzled. "I thought you said it was just you and Chaewon noona?" Melanie responded instead. "It is, but we also grew up with our neighbor's kids and so we just call them our brothers even though we're not the same race." "Oh." All seven let out when Biscuits leaned up to get Serena's attention. "Hmm?" She let out while petting the toy poodle's head. "You done? Alright, let's go." "Where are you going, noona?" Yugyeom asked once he noticed Serena standing up. "Gonna walk the night with Biscuits." "Can I come?" Youngjae asked hopefully as she looked at the male before shifting her gaze over to Jaebeom with a playful smile. "Ask your father." Everyone looked at her confused while Melanie rolled her eyes with a wry laugh. "You're stupid." "Hey, it's kind of true. Anyways, bye."

"Why're you always tryna leave whenever we come by, Jyongri noona?" Jackson asked with a slight pout. "What? No I don't, Jackson." Serena denied with a small grin. "You do it all the time noona." BamBam disagreed. "Since we all met." "Nah, it's not like that." Serena denied once again although she knew what they were saying was the truth. "I'm just busy and have other things to do. That's all." "Liar." Melanie muttered as Serena glared at her which Melanie just wriggled her eyebrows at her sister playfully. "Anyways," Melanie began as a small yawn escaped past her lips. "Let's call it a night. I'm tired and I want to sleep in my bed." She stood up and stretched her limbs. "But what about your food?" Jaebeom asked as he looked at the amount of food that was still on the table that girls barely put a dent in.

"Oh, you guys can have it." Melanie told him with a wave of her hand. "I'm sure you guys will finish it faster than us just taking it home to eat it later." "You're also like Jyongri noona, Chaewon noona." Jackson stated as Melanie looked at him confused. "No we're not." "Yeah huh." "How so?" "You also want to leave us whenever someone else leaves or something." "No, I don't. I actually don't mind hanging out with you guys." "Then why are you leaving?" "Because I want to sleep, Jackson." Melanie chuckled. "I swear Jackson, you're-" Melanie stopped as Jackson waited. "I'm what?" "Dumb." She admitted with a laugh as everyone busted out laughing except for Jackson. "I'm not dumb." "I know, I know. I didn't meant it like that." "Whatever, noona." "Don't be so salty, Jackson." "I'm not."

"Whatever." Melanie dismissed the topic. "Anyways, since Serena already left I'm going, too." "What?" Everyone turned to where Serena had been standing with Biscuits and was no where in sight. "She leaves so quietly and like no one even noticed it." "Ha, she's like a ninja cat." Melanie told them as Mark tilted his head in confusion. "What's a ninja cat?" "Basically what Serena is as she's a mix of both. She walks quietly and you can't hear her footsteps, but when you do notice her presence you kind of get startled from it." "Oh." "Mmhmm. It's what we call her." Melanie looked about at the boys. "Okay, so I'm gonna go and you guys can do you." "Like chill at your place?" BamBam asked with a smile as Melanie shook her head "No. I mean you guys can stay here and chill or go back to your own place." "But you said we can do whatever we want and we wanna hang out with y'all."

"Yeah, no." Melanie clarified as BamBam made a face. "We're already sorry about the table though." Melanie chuckled. "It's not like that, Bam. Unnie and I are gonna passed out when we get home. There's no point in having you guys over to stay up even more later than you need to when you have stuff to do." "Chaewon noona's right guys." Jinyoung agreed. "We need to get home, shower, change, and sleep as much as we can before our schedules." "Alright, then let's just head back home together." Jaebeom ordered as he stood up with the rest of the members in tow. "We're headed in the same direction anyways." "Fine." The younger ones grumbled as Melanie chuckle while muttering to herself as they trudged out of Fairy Sweets Tea Express after taking the food to go. "These kids. What a clingy bunch."

#staytheb #got7 scenarios

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kpopyourcherryy · 8 years ago

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Accuracy - Pt. 2 (M)

Genre; s m u t

Length; 2,200+ words

Kink(s); exhibitionism, mild impact play

You couldn’t seem to find your voice as you watched Yugyeom join Youngjae on the floor in front of you.

Both men laughed with one another the moment your body seemed to tense up and tremble at their gentle touch. Yuygeom peered up at you through his lashes, flashing you a shy smile before pressing his lips against your outer thigh, “You’re so cute..” He cooed, his large hand trailing down your leg then wrapping around your calf; separating your legs slightly.

Immediately your cheeks flushed a peachy hue as your skirt rode up slightly, only exposing a little glimpse of the baby blue lace you wore underneath. Your eyes shot up as Mark and Jaebum moved over to you.

“So y/n...” Jackson suddenly said, completely stealing your attention from the two men as he practically sat himself on Jinyoung’s lap, “How would you like us to take care of you babygirl?” His sudden question had your mind going crazy, your heart raced as he his large hand began ghosting over your breasts causing only a small, timid whimper to escape you.

You could hear Mark’s faint giggles as he smoothly slid into the empty spot beside you, basically trapping you between him and the six other men. “Come y/n, be a big girl for us-” Mark cooed, cupped your jaw in his hand as he gently turned your gaze from Jackson to him. Locking eyes with you, he leaned closer to you; leaving only inches between his face and yours. That heart-melting smile of his painted across his face as he licked his plush lips,

“You look so pretty all flustered, sweet girl-” He chuckled, moving so close to you he was practically resting his forehead on yours. “Tell us y/n, how badly do you want us?”

Jinyoung’s hand gently gripped your waist as his pillowy lips pressed against the nape of your neck once more, “I bet you’re soaking wet already, aren’t you?”

The moment you heard his lewd question you attempted to shut your thighs but were incapable of doing so due to Youngjae and Yugyeom’s vice grips holding them apart. “I- I..” You shyly whimpered as your eyes lazily scanned over each of the lust hungry men. That flame inside your core seemed to wildly ignite like an insatiable forest fire just from seeing the looks in their eyes- the need that painted them, “I want you guys so fucking badly...”

“Oh yeah?” Bambam chuckles in reply, moving from his spot beside Jinyoung then swiftly ends up behind you. His fingers gently comb through your hair, his fingertips grazing against your jaw only slightly as he leans down; his plump lips right beside your ear. “Beg for us, like you do in your stories-” He playfully teased, “I bet you look so pretty when you beg..”

As soon he said that Youngjae seemed to have an idea, his hand trailed further up your thigh staying less than a couple of inches away from your needy core, “If you beg like a good little girl-” He purred, licking his lips as he caressed your sensitive flesh, “I promise you we’ll all take very good care of you..”

His teasing was so enticing, a small whine flowed out of you as you ached to be touched, “Please- “ You shakily began, biting at your lower lip for a moment as every one of their hands began caressing you in some way, “Please touch me. I want to be your toy- your personal little slut...” Soft sighs escaped your parted lips as Youngjae began lightly tracing your drenched slit with his fingertips.

Jaebum’s eyebrow raised at your needy statement, “Hmm, you want to our toy, babygirl? Our personal little slut?” He repeated, tilting his head slightly as he licked his lips. “I like that sound of that..” Suddenly he moved between your legs, joining the two others on the floor. Placing both hands on your outer thighs, he slowly pushed up your skirt; completely exposing your now obviously soaking lace panties.

“Wow-” Yugyeom said with a scoff, nipping at his lower lip as his eyes zeroed in on your cunt. With a smug grin, he teased, “You’re already so wet for us, y/n and we’ve barely done anything to you. Do we turn you on that much?”

Just before you could respond, Bambam cut in, “Duh, we must or else she wouldn’t fantasise and write such dirty things about us. Isn’t that right princess?” He giggled, wrapping his hand around the back of your neck before moving it to your jaw. His plump lips grazed your jawline for a second before gently pressing against your cheek and temple, “Let’s just take her back to Korea with us.”

Mark looked over at the maknae, biting his lower lip while flashing a half-hearted grin. “Hmm-” He replied pretending as if he were lost in thought, playfully booping the tip of your nose before tracing the outline of your lips with his thumb. “-We should, shouldn’t we?”

“Yah..” JInyoung teasingly raised his voice, lightly shoving his hyung. “Let’s stop fooling around and teasing the poor girl-” He giggled, eyeing Youngjae and Jaebum who were still just lightly touching your needy little flower; forcing out the softest of whimpers from you as they just increased your agonising arousal.

Jaebum nodded in agreement, “Our poor little y/n must feel so tortured.” He cruelly mocked, hooking his fingers in the waistband of your panties- he yanked them off in one swift motion. “I mean-” Bringing the nearly soaking lace material up to your face, “-Just look how wet you are already.”

Snatching the panties from Jaebum, Mark intertwined them in his hand; bringing them up to your lips. “Open.” He commanded, the semi-stern undertone in his voice made your entire body tingle. You, of course, obeyed; opening your mouth nice and wide for him, tongue out and all.

He bit down on his plush lower lip, completely pleased by your obedience, “Good girl.~” He cooed as he stuffed your wet panties into our mouth. Turning to Jinyoung, he motioned for him to stand, “Give me your belt.” He asked as Jinyoung gently pushed Jackson off his lap, standing from his spot.

“Why?” Jinyoung asked curiously, though he had an idea as to why he wanted it; he just wanted to make him say it aloud so you could hear.

Mark rolled his eyes at the younger man, scoffing; he innocently replied, “I just want to see how pretty our little y/n looks all tied up. That’s all.”

God were you turned on. You could feel the wetness between your legs basically pool onto the couch beneath you; your body felt as if it were just completely under their spell.

As Jinyoung undid his belt, you carefully watched as he pulled the black leather free from his jeans then handed it over to Mark. Jinyoung’s brightly grinned as his eyes met yours; the older man bent over, cupping your face between his hands as he caressed your cheeks with his thumbs. “While Mark-Hyung does his thing, we’re going to try to figure out how we should play with you. Okay?”

With your panties gagging you couldn’t respond in any other way but a simple, small nod. “Good girl.” Jinyoung purred, petting your soft hair before turning his attention to the others.

Mark turned you around, nearly pushing your face down into the couch cushions as he knelt up behind you. “Tell me-” He began then stopping immediately when he remember he gagged you, a sweet giggle escaped him as he simultaneously groped the backs of your thighs and ass, “Just wiggle your cute little butt if I’m hurting you okay?” Giving your bum a hefty smack.

The moment you gave him the go head he pulled your arms behind your back, expertly binding them with the leather material.

‘Well looks like I got that right..’ You thought to yourself, wincing ever-so-slightly as he tightened your restraints. It seemed as if he read your mind though when he let out another airy chuckle, gently rubbing his hand up and down your lower back, “You caught me red-handed, looks like I don’t hide my other side as well as I thought I did..” He teased as he leaned over to you, pressing his semi-hard member onto your bum while ghosting his lips over your shoulder blade.

Chills circulated all over just as your mind began to wander the sound of Jackson calling over to you snapped you back into your wonderful reality. “Y/n, you okay?” He sweetly asks, laughing slightly as he walks over to you, crouching down. “Hyung don’t be selfish, you’ll make her only want you.” Jackson teased.

Just before Mark could reply, Jaebum called out to them, “Yah-” He practically growled, his lust clouded eyes scanning over your bent over form; his eyes stop on your perked up plump ass. “Stop messing around you two, we need to figure out how are we going to do this.” He bluntly states, never taking his eyes off you once.

Bambam and Yugyeom suddenly raise their hands. “Let us go first.” Bam suddenly blurts out, subtle excitement coating his smooth voice as he looks over to his best friend,

“Why should you go first?” Jackson retorts, playfully rolling his eyes as he crosses his strong arms over his toned chest.

Yugyeom kicks his leg out towards his Hyung pretending as if he were about to kick him, “Because we’re the maknaes, duh Hyung.” He giggled.

Jinyoung suddenly bud in before Jackson could be his usual overdramatic self, “That’s a good idea actually.” He nods, “Jackson and I can go afterwards.” The instant Jackson heard this he stood from his spot in front of you and waltzes over to Jinyoung, interlocking his arm with his. “Sounds good.” Jackson basically purred, practically cuddling up to his friend.

“God, you’re such a sub.” Youngjae chuckled, teasing his eager friend while combing his long fingers through his hair as he walked over to Mark; standing beside you. His fingertips lightly grazing your curves, stopping just at your hip. “Mark-Hyung and I can take care of her, right Hyung?” He asked in a falsely innocent tone, smiling as he looked over at the older man.

Mark nodded, turning his attention back to you. Leaning back over to you, his pressing his plush lips against the back of your neck, “Youngjae and I will take very good care of you kitten. I promise..”

“Yah, Jaebum-Hyung.” Yugyeom said, tilting his head slightly as he looked over at his older friend. “Looks like you don’t have a partner.”

Shrugging, Jae just flashed him this smug grin only sparing you a short glance before turning his gaze back to the maknae. “I don’t need one.” He cockily said, licking his lips as he ruffles his soft jet black hair causing Jackson to playfully squeal with giddiness.

Ignoring the noise behind him, Mark stood from his spot behind you- sitting you up before standing beside Youngjae. “So babygirl...” Mark cooed, gripping your lower jaw roughly as he motioned to the other sex starved men; their now suddenly dark, piercing gazes completely fixated on you.

“..Now that we got all of that out of the way-” Bambam cut in, finishing his Hyung’s sentence as both him and Yugyeom calmly stalked over to you. They’re tall forms soon completely hovering over you before sitting themselves on either side of you; practically tossing you back into your previous face down ass up position.

Yugyeom’s large hand carelessly groped the round globes of your ass before swiftly landing a harsh smack against it, drawing out one of your muffled, pained yelps. “We get to play with you now.” SMACK! Another hefty swat connected with your flesh causing you to lunge forward slightly as you whimpered into your wadded up panties.

“Fuck,” Bam mumbled as he listened to your pained sounds as his friend landed two more quick hits against you. “You sound so cute like that, baby...” He purred as he pulled the panties free; allowing your magnificent yelps to be heard loud and clear now.

SMACK! SMACK!

The maknae’s hits gradually seemed to increase in harshness, “Ah..~” You loudly whined as Bam lifted your upper half, laying you across his lap.

“Yuygeom-ah has a heavy hand, doesn’t he princess?” He teased, smiling widely as you nodded. Soft moans escaped you as his hands gripped the sensitive, reddening flesh; teasingly grazing against your needy cunt every so often- causing you to practically tremble at his touch.

Moving from the couch to the floor, Yugyeom separated your legs further; putting you on display not only for him but his Hyung’s; who stood their intently watching the three of you. “Y/n..” Yugyeom cooed, tracing up and down your sopping slit- rubbing against your clit for only seconds at a time.

Your soft, almost desperate moans filled the room; echoing off the plain walls, enticing your angelic audience “If you don’t to be punished again, you have to promise you’ll keep being such a good girl.” He hummed as he slipped a finger inside you with ease, steadily pumping his digit in and out of you.

Bam entangled his hand in your hair, lifting your face up only slightly as he fiddled with the button and zipper of his jeans, “You’ll be a good girl for us won’t you?”

Immediately you nodded to best of your ability, whimpering as Yugyeom continued to slowly finger fuck you. Shaking his head, Bam licked his lips as he yanked his jeans down; allowing his surprisingly lengthy member to spring free. “Use your words or else Yugyeom-ah won’t be so nice to you anymore.”

You faintly gulped at his warning, nodding once more as you attempted to find your words. “Yes- Yes, Sir..” You whined, your face contorting slightly as Yugy picked up his pace.

“Yes, Sir.. what baby?” Bam teased as he gripped the base of his cock, gently stroking it as his light grey eyes stayed on you.

“I’ll..” You moaned out as Yugyeom curled his finger inside you, hitting your most sensitive spot perfectly. “I’ll be a good- a good girl... I promise.~”

Bringing your face closer to his the tip of his member, “Good girl..” He hissed as he rubbed the head along your lower lip, “I’m going to use this pretty little mouth of your’s now, okay?” Before you could do anything in response, he was already in your mouth. You hollowed your cheeks around him as he held you in place, “Fuck. Fuck...” He groaned, laying his head back further into the couch as he bucked his hips up; carefully thrusting into your mouth.

Drool automatically seemed to seep from your mouth as Bam furthered himself into your mouth and throat with each thrust. You moaned around him as his friend continued his wonderful assault, “Mhmm..” You whined, as your tongue licked along his shaft.

“God damn..” Bam shakily whined as he stilled his movement, tightly gripping your hair; bobbing you up and down his length. “You really know what you’re doing, don’t you?” He rhetorically asked, knowing full well your mouth was a bit too busy at the moment to reply.

Yugyeom hungrily watched as his best friend face fucked you, his now painfully hard member rubbed against the black denim; basically begging him to bury himself deep inside your warm, drench flower. “How does her mouth feel, Hyung?” Yugy chuckled, licking his lips as he watched strings of precum and drool drip from your mouth.

“So fucking good..” He purred in reply, releasing a pleasure filled sigh as your hollowed your cheeks around him once more; allowing him to push his member deeper into your throat. “Fuck her, dude.” Bam bluntly stated, looking over at his friend with heavy-lidded eyes, “I bet her sweet little cunt feels so fucking good.”

“I bet it does, huh..” He replied, standing from his spot on the ground Yugyeom retracted his digit from you while kneeling one leg on the couch as he undid his pants. He didn’t want to waste anymore time; he needed to feel your tight sweet heat wrapped around his cock. He needed so fucking badly, words could barely describe it.

“Fuck.. you look so pretty like that..” He groaned, pulling his jeans down enough for his thick member to free itself. Grabbing the shaft, he outlined your slit with the tip of his member; instantly moaning as he felt your essence coat the head. Just as he began to line his cock up with your entrance, he gripping your hip with free hand; holding you still.

Without another word, he began to slowly sink into you- releasing a series of loud, lust filled groans as your velvet hugged his member. “Holy shit you’re so fucking tight..” He growled as he sunk deeper into you.

Loud, muffled moans flowed out of you as Bam stay buried in your mouth. Your body already felt as if it had turned into jelly the moment he was inside you.

As he started thrusting into you at a steady yet rough pace, your suppressed whines became louder with each passing minute. You had honestly never been so aroused in your entire life, but here you were basically putty in their hands.

The three of you moaned loudly, creating a lewd song as y’all became enraptured by one another. Yugyeom softly growled as he quickened his pace inside you, fucking you with long powerful thrusts as Bambam began to mercilessly face fuck you.

“Just breathe through your nose, baby. Relax.” Bam cooed as he buried his cock further into your throat with each thrust, gagging you every so often. Without much other warning, he lowered you down onto his member- completely shoving his entire length down your throat. The tip of your nose touched his pubic area and as he held you there, you swallowed around him while attempting to steady your irratic breathing.

“Holy fuck!” He weakly exclaimed as your throat tightened around his member for a moment, “I swear to god-” He snarled, roughly lifting you off his member; causing to gasp as air suddenly rushed into your lungs. His eyes scanned your drool covered face before suddenly pressing his pillowy lips against yours; enveloping you in a passionate kiss.

You moaned into his mouth as your tongues entangled themselves in one another. Yuygeom suddenly began roughly drilling into you, holding your hips with a bruising grip as he pounded into.

Your mind seemed to go completely blank as you found it harder and harder to concentrate on returning Bam’s affections. Slowly you pulled away as much as you could, loudly moaning as your body practically trembled. “Fu- Fuck..” You cried out while Bam still held you up; intently watching as your delicate face contorted with utter pleasure. “You feel..” You began, but your voice seemed to trail off as your body focused on your rapidly rising climax.

“I feel what?” Yugyeom snarled, keeping that same bruising vice grip as he hammered into you; hissing slightly as your walls began to clench around him.

Fuck Your brain seemed to have just turned to mush, trying to even think of a simple reply felt like the most impossible thing in the world.

Bambam faintly chuckled as he stroked himself, just enjoying the basically pornographic view he had of you. “Yugyeom-ah.” He said, following it up with slight laughter. “You’re doing a really good job, she’s so out of it.”

The others looked on completely, yet not surprised, by their golden maknae coming through. “You better not break her too badly, yet,” Youngjae growled, “It wouldn’t be fair to the rest of us, little one.”

Yugyeom nodded, taking what his Hyung said into account yet still keeping his harsh pace. Again, your walls seemed to constantly clench around him as your climax neared closer within seconds.

“Are you gonna cum?” He asked, grinning as he knew you were in no position to answer at the moment though you still gave him a weak nod. “Cum for me, y/n. Cum for me.”

He didn’t even need to repeat it, the moment you heard his lewd command you body obeyed. Not even seconds later you were falling off the edge, spiralling down that sweet abyss as your orgasm wracked through you- turning your body into a trembling, whimpering mess.

“Fuc- Fuck..’ Yugyeom whined as his thrusts sputter, his own orgasm sneaking up on him as he watched you come undone beneath him.

Bam continued pleasuring himself, thoroughly hypnotised by the sight unfolding in front of him; frankly, he was completely shocked his Hyungs hadn’t began playing with themselves or each other the entire time. “God..” He sighed, picking you up once more. “Y/n, still with us?” He teased as you weakly peered up at him with heavy-lidded eyes.

“Mhmm..” You mousily replied, nodding to the best of your abilities. Biting his lower lip, he offered you a soft smile as he led you back over to his member. “I need your mouth again, okay princess?” He stated more than asked, sighing in relief as he felt you wrap your soft lips around his head once more.

Looking over to his friend, Yugyeom groaned as his sensitivity grew. “Yah... Are you gonna cum yet?”

“Almost, not there yet though..” Bam chuckled in response, peering at his jaded friend. “But it looks like you are though.”

Nodding, Yugyeom threw his head back; breathing heavily before speeding up his pace once more. “Fuck- Holy fuck..” He groaned as his thrusts suddenly slowed, his high finally washing over him. Pulling out as quickly as he could, painting the backs of your thighs and bum with his cum before collapsing onto the couch; attempting to steady his laboured breathing.

“Was she that good?” Bam airily said, biting his lower lip as you licked up and down his length; paying extra attention to the head. The maknae just gave his friend a simple nod, sighing as tucked his member back inside his jeans.

As you continued your little assault on Bambam, you could hear his oh-so-sinful moaning which just gave you the motivation to continue no matter how weak you felt. “I swear to god-” He hissed, tightly gripping your hair and lower jaw; holding you in place as he harshly face fucked you once more. “-you’re gonna fucking make me cum.” He lowly growled as he shoved his entire length completely down your throat- holding you there for a short moment before pulling out.

Your soft whimpers and erotic slurping sounds were like music to his ears. “Is that what you want babygirl, hmm?” He snarled as he carefully moved from his spot on the couch, standing now as he prepared to relentlessly throat fuck you. “You want me cum all over that pretty fucking face of yours don’t you?”

“Mhmm.~” You mousily purred, nodding slightly as he started pumping himself in and out of your mouth at a steady speed.

“Really?” He asked, thrusting into you with long yet quick thrusts; gagging oyu everytime he entered your throat. Tears began pooling at the inner corners of your eyes as he kept his speed, “I’m gonna cum all over you, little girl..” He snarled, becoming completely fueled by the sight your gathering tears.

Without wasting a second, he began thrusting deeper into your throat with quick, harsh movements. Your tears streamed down your cheeks, taking you makeup with it as you found it harder and harder to breathe. “Shit, you look so pretty when you cry..” He snarled, thrusting completely down your throat, holding you there for a moment before pulling out.

Again, with little to no warning, he was down your throat- ruthlessly fucking your mouth as he chased his impending high. “God damn-” He cursed as you swallowed around him causing his thrusts to sputter. “Your mouth feels so damn good.” Thrusting roughly into you with each word he growled.

“Oh shi..” He whined, his thrusts becoming sloppy as his own orgasm crept up on him. “Do you want me to cum baby?” He asked again, looking down at you. With your doll-like eyes, you peered up at him through your lashes; frantically nodding as tears gathered at the corners of your eyes again.

“I got you..” He chuckled, roughly thrusting himself down your thoat once more as you tried your hardest to toy with the underside of his cock with your tongue. Exhaling, he took his hand off your jaw; combing his fingers through his red locks before quickening his pace again.

You whined around him as the minutes passed, in a way begging for him to cum. “Don’t w- Don’t worry..” He sweetly stuttered practically reading your mind, his thrusts becoming sloppy as his climax came barreling towards him. Suddenly he face contorted, soft hisses escaped him as he harshly bit down on his plush lower lip.

No warning or word came from him as his orgasm hit him. You could feel his warm cum coat your tongue as he pulled out, making sure to nicely paint your face with his spunk. “God..” He sighed, repeating the word for the billionth time as he gently laid you back onto the couch; sitting himself beside you before lazily tucking his member back into his pants.

He looked over you, admiring the messy yet beautiful scene in front of him. “You’re such a good girl, y/n.”

Yugyeom carefully adjusted your legs, rubbing your calves as he looked up at his Hyungs with nothing but a pleased grin sprawled across his face. “So who’s next?”

To be continued... (Idk how I feel about this chapter, but hopefully, you lovely babies enjoy it~”

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GOT7: Bodyguard!AU

Maknae Line! Read hyung line here

You were the spoiled, only child of one of the country’s top politicians. Growing up in a sheltered environment left you with little to no friends, because your father was constantly terrified that people would take advantage of you. Among the only people you were allowed to see on a regular basis was the startlingly handsome bodyguard that your Father had appointed to oversee your safety. He was to be near you at all times, so was it much of a surprise that you fell for him?

Youngjae

Sometimes you wondered whether your Father had hired you a bodyguard, or a guardian angel.

Choi Youngjae was possibly the sweetest person you had ever met. His hands were actually shaking the first time he introduced himself to you and you could see the beads of sweat on his forehead. It had taken a long time to assure the sweet boy that you weren’t your father and that he didn’t need to be so nervous around you. He was extremely sweet and sometimes you wondered if he was even capable of protecting you if it came down to it. Youngjae seemed like the kind of guy who couldn’t even hurt a fly.

“Do you want to try one the cookies we made for the bake sale?” you offered him happily, as you headed down to the car. Your driver was waiting to take you to a charity event and Youngjae followed close behind you. You opened one of the many boxes in your hands and showed him the little shaped cookies. “The butterscotch ones are my favorite.”

Youngjae beamed at the sight of the cookies, and then tried to stiffen his expression. “I really shouldn’t....”

“You can try one! I made them myself!” you insisted, determined to get him to taste them. “Just one? Look, this one kind of looks like you!”

You held up a rabbit-shaped cookie and watched as Youngjae threw his head back and laughed. He genuinely looked and sounded like an angel when he did that, and you sub-consciously found yourself wanting to make him laugh more. You were just about to press the cookie into Youngjae’s hand when he grabbed you and yanked your arm.

You let out a squeal as you were pulled into Youngjae’s chest, the box of cookies clattering to the floor. His arms wrapped around you tightly, just as something whizzed by your head. Terrified, you clung onto him and squeezed your eyes shut.

“You’re fine,” Youngjae whispered into your ear. His voice was tense and when you looked up at his face, his mouth was set into a hard line. You suddenly realized that Youngjae wasn’t as innocent as he seemed to be; you’d never seen him look so terrifying. He covered your body with his and grabbed the car door. “Get into the car. Now,” he ordered firmly.

You watched in shock as Youngjae pushed you into the car with one hand, the other one reaching for his gun in his back pocket. He raised it confidently and fired a few shots into the distance, before pocketing it again and sliding into the car beside you. Your hands were trembling as he looked you in the eyes.

“Are you okay?” Youngjae asked you gently.

You nodded, unable to speak as he gave you a soft smile and wrapped his arm around your shoulder reassuringly.

Bambam

You’d never imagined that having a bodyguard would be so much fun.

Your Father generally forbid you from going out and having fun with your friends. You were legally an adult but clubs and parties were a no-no because anything could happen to you there. it frustrated you and you had never expected that the tall, handsome young bodyguard who was assigned to your detail would have the solution.

If you can’t go to the party, bring the party to you!

Honestly, it made you happy that Bambam was taking the risk for you. Most of your previous bodyguards had strictly refused to toe the line, afraid of losing their jobs. But when Bambam snuck two bottles of vodka into your bedroom on your twenty-first birthday and grinned at you, you knew that you had hit the jackpot with your bodyguard assignment. You both sat on your fluffy pink carpet and Bambam was sweet enough to pour out the drinks for you, mixing them with generous amounts of soda so that they would go down easier.

“You...” you told Bambam, pointing a shaky finger in his direction. The alcohol was loosening your tongue and you were starting to feel pleasantly dizzy. “Are the handsomest bodyguard I’ve ever had. Did you know that? You’re the cutest.”

Bambam chuckled. “Really?”

“Yup. And because you’re so cute, you have to take a drink. Drink!”

He lifted his glass to his lips and you busied yourself with making another drink. By the time you looked up, Bambam’s shot glass was empty and you grinned at him. He had been matching you shot-for-shot but he looked relatively unaffected. Maybe he had a better tolerance. You wouldn’t know. You’d never drank with friends.

“I think I’m lonely,” you admitted quietly. “I don’t have any friends.”

Bambam blinked at you. “I’m sure that’s not true.”

“Of course it’s true. Don’t you know me? You’re with me twenty-four-seven. If I had friends, you would have seen them by now. Have you seen them? No! You haven’t! Because I’m all alone. I have nobody but you,” you whined, leaning your head against Bambam’s shoulder. He chuckled and patted your head lightly.

“Well, think about it this way,” Bambam pointed out. “I’m with you twenty-four-seven so if I had any friends then you would have seen them by now too.”

You looked up at him in horror. “Am I stopping you from seeing your friends?”

“No, you idiot, I’m saying you’re my only friend too,” he told you gently, You blinked at him innocently as he gently helped you to your feet and walked you over to your bed. “So hopefully you don’t hate me when you wake up with a hangover in the morning, because I don’t really have anyone else.”

You got under the covers obediently. “Bambam.”

“Hmm?”

“Am I the cutest person you’ve ever body-guard-ed?”

He chuckled and leaned forward, pressing a sweet kiss to your cheek. “You’re the only person I’ve ever, uh... bodyguard-ed. But definitely still the cutest.”

You beamed and snuggled into your covers to sleep.

Yugyeom

Kim Yugyeom screamed like a girl.

You knew this, because you’d intentionally scared him multiple times. You personally resented the fact that your Father had forcefully assigned you a bodyguard and such a cute one at that. Kim Yugyeom was tall, handsome and young, the last thing you’d expected in a bodyguard. But he did his job well.

Doing his job included telling you what you could and couldn’t do. You were constantly trying to sneak out, go party with your friends and paint the town red. Your previous bodyguards had all been curt and unapologetic about telling you that you weren’t allowed to do half the reckless things you proposed. Yugyeom was no different, but he was clearly inexperienced. His ears and neck flushed a deep shade of red whenever he had to stop you from doing anything.

“I-I don’t think that’s allowed,” Yugyeom would stammer out nervously. “I think we’d better just stay indoors, miss.”

You raised an eyebrow. “And what if I still want to go?”

Yugyeom sounded uncertain. “I’m under strict instructions from your father so I would have to, um, I would have to stop you using physical force.”

Honestly, you pitied him a little. Yugyeom was cute and it was sort of flattering how flustered he got around you. You liked the pleasant, shy eye candy following you around so you had no intention of making Yugyeom lose his job. Deciding to lay low for a while, you obeyed his commands and didn’t go anywhere you weren’t allowed to. But that left you with a lot of free time and nobody to spend it with.

So you occupied yourself with putting fake cockroaches in Yugyeom’s clothes. It made him scream like a girl and he always got so embarrassed afterwards, it was adorable to watch his entire face turn bright red. You were just sneaking into his room to drop a new one into his jacket when someone grabbed you from behind and placed a hand over your mouth.

You struggled, but a familiar voice whispered in your ear from behind. “It’s me. There are intruders downstairs in your house. The rest of the guards are dealing with them, but we need to keep quiet,” Yugyeom told you calmly. You nodded, staying silent when he removed his hand from your mouth. Your heartbeat was thudding in terror but Yugyeom calmly pulled you into his room and dragged you into the closet. He ushered you into the back, using his large body to block the door and cover you.

“Are my parents okay?” you whispered, worried.

Yugyeom nodded, squeezing your hand reassuringly. You’d always thought that he would be the first to freak out if anything happened because he was such a scaredy-cat. But he seemed strangely calm and composed. You found yourself clutching him for comfort.

“Your parents are fine. The security downstairs are doing their job.” He wrapped his arms around you and brought you to his chest, gently rubbing your back to calm your anxiety. “Shh, you’re okay. I won’t let anything happen to you. You’re safe, all right?”

You nearly jumped as the radio in his pocket buzzed. Yugyeom grabbed it and answered it instantly, a gravelly voice coming over the line.

“Intruders are surrounded, imminent danger averted. It’s safe to come out.”

You breathed a sigh of relief as Yugyeom smiled at you, gently helping you out of the closet. You were impressed and suddenly attracted by how bravely he’d barricaded the closet door to save you. You’d never expected something like that from him and you gave him a shy smile.

“Thank you, Yugyeom.”

He grinned at you, shrugging. “That’s okay, don’t worry about it. I was just doing my-oh my god, is that a cockroach? Get it away, get it away!”

You laughed and hugged him tightly.

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