#im jabeum

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risky business | one (m)

summary: you were hired to be with everyone else but Park Jinyoung

one (m) | two | three |

You stared at yourself through the mirror, watching the half-naked women behind you rush to get ready to go on stage. Tonight was your first night at the club and you were extremely nervous. It was obvious you didn’t fit in here but you had to do this. You didn’t have a choice - not when your mother left you with thousands of dollars of medical bills and you father thinking he can pay it all off by gambling. You were millions of dollars in debt and there was no way you could pay it off without doing this; without selling your body. Your sister was still young and you couldn’t put her through this. She didn’t deserve it. She was innocent. 

“You should put on some lipstick,” the woman behind you suggested. 

“Thanks,” you smiled weakly as you took the lipstick from her. You twisted the cap off to reveal a bright red lipstick; a color you would never wear. 

“I’m Momo,” she introduced. “This doesn’t seem like a place for a girl like you.”

“Y/N. You’re right, I don’t belong here. But I need to be here,” you tell her without revealing to much detail. 

“Don’t worry. Most of them are nice and great tippers. Just follow my lead out there.”

You quickly patted some lipstick onto your lips and followed her out. The club didn’t open for about another hour but there was a special guest today and all the girls were requested to come in early. 

“Mr. Park, these are my girls. They’re all very good,” the manager of the club said before handing the attractive man a portfolio which you assumed was filled with pictures of all the girls here.

The man seemed disinterested though. He was busy scrolling through his phone, didn’t even bother to take the portfolio out of the manager’s hand. The manager eventually set the portfolio down on the table. It was awkward - all the girls were standing there half-naked, ready to shake their asses off for random men but the men standing in front of you was unbothered. It was like you didn’t even exist to them. But then again, how could you? These men were well-dressed, handsome and obviously wealthy. They could get any women they wanted so why were they here? 

“Are these girls not to your liking Mr. Park?” the manager spoke again. 

The man finally looked up from his phone and towards you and the other girls. He was attractive, really attractive. He looked like one of those models in the magazines - not one single flaw. He watched the girls carefully, mentally picking out which girl he didn’t want and then his eyes met yours. 

You held your breath, feeling awkward. This was the first time you revealed so much of your body to anyone, let alone strangers. You wrapped your arms around yourself, rubbing them up and down to keep warm. You could feel the goosebumps on your skin. 

“Her,” he finally said. You looked up from the ground and see him pointing at you. The girls around you began to whisper - you were just as shocked as they were. “I want her,” he repeated. 

After the man selected you, the manager rushed the other girls out of the room. You don’t know what you were selected for but he chose you. He picked you. 

You continued to stand there awkwardly until another man ushered you to come closer. You slowly made your way over to the men, taking a seat next to them. 

“You’re perfect.”

“I’m sorry but what am I perfect for?” 

He chuckled at you before speaking, “What if I can offer you another job that pays more than this one?” 

“How much?” you asked interested. 

“Two, three times as much. I’m willing to pay for something that’s worth the price,” he smirked. 

“W-what do I have to do?” you asked, scared. 

“Don’t be scared princess,” he continued to smirk, making you blush. Even his smirk was attractive. “What’s your name?”

“Y/N.”

“I’m Jinyoung. Park Jinyoung,” he introduced himself. “I have a proposition for you.” You raised your eyebrow at him, curious as to what his offer was and how much money you could make from this. “You work here because you need money. I work with a lot of rich, powerful and secretive men. Men that are willing to pay anything to have their fun.” You chewed on your lower lip as you listened carefully. “You’ll be doing what you’re doing here but during the day you’ll be in an office - something you can eventually put on your resume.” 

“Why me?”

“These men that I work with have seen all types of women but the type of women that is the hardest to find are the innocent but kinky ones,” he teased, tipping your chin. You gulped, nervous from his touch.

“How do you know I’m innocent and kinky?” you asked, mumbling the last word. 

“Just by looking at you. That’s why you’re perfect,” he reminded. You looked down at your lap, debating whether or not to take the offer. Jinyoung was right - you’d be doing the exact same thing here anyways but you’d be in an office. It looks so much better on paper.

“O-okay,” you agreed. “What do you want me to do?”

That night you met Jinyoung was almost three months ago. He saved you from working at the club, from stripping for random men. At least now, your sister won’t have an older sister who strips for money. These past few months Jinyoung and his team worked hard to train you into the perfect secretary by day and the perfect seducer by night. 

Today was your final test.

“I’ll wait here,” Jinyoung said before taking a seat by the fitting area. Your last test was to pick out an outfit that would make any man swoon for you. It seemed easily enough but if someone would have asked you to do something like this three months ago, it would be nearly impossible for you.

You were different now. Three months of hard work to change you into someone completely different; someone that exuded confidence, someone that can speak various languages, manage another person’s entire day, and most importantly seduce anyone that laid eyes on you which was by far the hardest thing to do.

“What do you think? you asked Jinyoung as you smoothened out your tight dress that accentuated your curves and revealed just the right amount of cleavage that would make any guy look twice.  

Jinyoung looks up from his phone and at you. He smirks in satisfaction as he shifts in his seat, spreading his legs slightly apart at the site of you. You could tell from the tent in his pants that he enjoyed what he saw. “Stunning,” he said proudly, making you blush. He made his way over to you before turning you around to face the mirror. He stares at you, scanning your body from top to bottom while he licks his lips. His hands made his way to your sides, his fingers dancing against the fabric of your dress. Jinyoung gives your waist a small squeeze. You hissed at his touch. He brushes your hair to one side, revealing the nape of your neck to him. He runs the back of his hand up and down your neck as he plays with your ear. 

“Like what you see?”

“Mhmmm, the confidence,” he hummed, giving the back of your neck a small squeeze. That was lesson #1 - confidence is attractive. Jinyoung reaches inside his pocket and takes out a diamond necklace. “Last piece to make this outfit perfect,” he whispered in your ear before putting the necklace on you. 

“There’s one last thing you can teach me,” you tell him. Jinyoung looks at you surprised as he has nothing left to teach you. “I’ll eventually have to sleep with them, don’t I?”

Jinyoung turns you around to face him. He strokes your cheek gently. He didn’t want to lie to you. “There’s a possibility that could happen.”

“Then teach me.”

“Teach you?” Jinyoung repeated. 

“Teach me,” you paused. “Jinyoung, I’m a virgin.”

“Oh...I didn’t know. If you-”

You shake your head, “I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want it to be the reason that I couldn’t do this.” You paused again, waiting for his response. “I want my first time to be with someone I know, someone I trust.”

“I can’t do that,” Jinyoung rejected softly. 

“You can,” you assured him. “I need you to do this for me. If you want this to be successful than do this for me. Please.”

Jinyoung nods slowly, finally agreeing to your suggestion. He lets out a light sigh before pulling you into his arms.

“Do you live here?” you asked once you entered into his luxury condo.

“It’s one of my many estates,” he explained, taking off his tuxedo. You were nervous but you knew Jinyoung will take care of you. He always does. “Want a drink?” You nodded, watching him pour the drinks. 

“Expensive,” you teased as you took a sip out of the beverage. 

Jinyoung clears his throat before setting his drink down. “Show me what you got,” he demanded.

“W-what?” you almost choke.

“Show me what you got,” he enunciated. “Pretend I’m like those men.” You didn’t know what to do. You’ve never done this before. You slowly set down your drink, running different scenarios in your head on what to do next. “Don’t think, just do it.” Jinyoung takes a seat on the couch, carefully watching your next move. You swallowed the lump in your throat. You could do this. You have to do this well. 

You slowly made your way towards Jinyoung, your eyes on his as you gently bit your lower lip. You stopped in front of him before taking a seat on his lap. You run your palms up and down his chest, stopping just below his collar. You leaned in close to his face, feeling his length poke against your thigh as you pressed your body against his. Jinyoung’s hand rubs your lower back, fiddling with the zipper on your dress. 

You got off Jinyoung’s lap and kneeled down in front of him. You licked your lips before looking up at him. He was eager, desperate for you to do something; anything. You rubbed his thighs up and down, inching closer and closer to his length. You stroked him through his pants, feeling it grow harder by the second. You licked your lips again while you unbuckled his pants. His cock was pressed tightly against his pants, aching to be released. You bit your lip, nervous about touching him. 

“Don’t think, just do it.” You pulled his pants lower until his cock was fully exposed. It sprung up almost automatically. He was hard; the tip of his cock bright red with a large bead of pre-cum threatening to fall. You gulped before rubbing your thumb over the tip. Jinyoung lets out a low groan, attempting to hide his moan. His tip now wet with his own pre-cum, you opened your mouth and twirled your tongue against the tip of his cock. He hisses at your touch. You opened your mouth wider, slowly taking in his length. He moans feeling how wet your mouth feels against his cock. You didn’t know any techniques but you did know that sucking was the right thing to do - so you did. You sucked him hard like a lollipop while wrapping your hand on the base of his cock, stroking him long and hard. You bobbed your head up and down until the tip of his cock hits the back of your throat. You kept bobbing your head up and down, hearing him moan and swear under his breath. You had one hand on the base of his cock, stroking him slowly while the other hand massaged his balls. You feel him twitch in your mouth as he groans in pleasure. Jinyoung gets lost in pleasure and thrusts his hips forward. His cock slams into the back of your throat making you choke. “Fuck...” Jinyoung runs his fingers through your hair, gripping tightly onto it. He guides your head up and down his cock, each time harder than the next. “Shit baby...” he moans loudly before pulling away.

You pulled away from him, saliva dripping down your chin. “Did that feel good?” you asked him, staring up at him. 

He chuckles out of breath, “Yeah....” You get up off your knees before wiping your lips. 

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got7 reaction to their s/o posting a after sex pic with them on insta

(Personally, I believe they all would be frantic and would ask you to take it down so it doesn't ruin their reputation or their careers etc, but, for the sake of smut and what not, let's pretend this incident has no consequences!!)

Jaebum: Jaebum would see it before vocal practice would start. He’d stay silent in the corner while looking at every detail of the picture; the messy hair, the red spots of future hickies on each others necks, and the thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He licks his lips at the memory of you moaning out his name before he decides to pull up your contact name. 

‘That was a real stupid thing you did, baby.’

‘You’re gonna pay for it when I get home.‘ 

Mark:Mark saw the picture on his dash while he was on the plane, heading off on your, and would wonder how someone got this photo of you two in bed, half naked at that, and why they would post this. Then he saw your username and would be slightly relieved that it wasn’t someone who had leaked some personal and private pictures. But then he wondered why you would post something like that. He looked at the caption and saw it read ‘Missing you’ with some heart emoji’s after it. He’d make sure to call you once he got to the hotel room, but he wasn’t expecting to be greeted by your needy voice over the phone. 

“I’m missing more than just cuddles, Mark.” You’d say over the phone, breathlessly. Mark would swallow dryly and would make sure that he was alone before lowly replying back to you.

“I’m here, baby. Tell me what you miss.”

Jinyoung:Jinyoung’s eyes would widen as he saw the picture you had posted. Your head cuddled into his neck and his strong arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer to him. Normally he wouldn’t be so shocked with a simple photo as that, but he knew what had happened just a few minutes prior to that ‘innocent’ looking picture being taken.

Him pounding into you as you scream out his name, louder than what you’d like to admit to. The way his fingers toyed at your clit right when you were about to orgasm. The memory made Jinyoung grow hard as he licked his lips, intending to confront you about this ‘inappropriate’ post when you get back.

Jackson:

The shock was very apparent on his face as he saw the post of you and him locking lips while being half naked in bed; thankfully you both were covered from the blankets, but it was still noticeable. He’d almost feel like he wasn’t supposed to see it, but it was Instagram, so maybe he was supposed to see this. When he went to see you after his work, he’d wrap you in his arms and lay you down on the couch, giggling as he heard you asking what was going on.

“What was that picture for?” He’d ask in reference to the one you posted today. You’d smile as you realize he’s caught on. 

“I just really liked the picture.” You said with a shrug of your shoulders, not admitting that you were felling risky and needy while he was at work. He only smiled at you before leaning in to kiss you with the thought of taking another picture.

Youngjae:

Youngjae would hear from the other members that you had posted something just a few minutes ago. Something that made them all giggle like school children and confusing Youngjae immensely. He’d pull up your page and see the latest post, you and him snuggling in nothing but your underwear under the sheets. His face erupted in red and he’d finally understand why the boys were being all giggly. Youngjae would be more embarrassed than anything, but once he got home to confront you about the post, you’d reveal how you were just remembering what took place that night the picture was taken and how good he had made you feel. His embarrassment would resurface, but he was a lot more calmer and definitely turned on by the way you were talking to him.

BamBam:

BamBam would be totally into it all. He’d leave a wink-y face and heart emoji on your post and would instantly text you, asking if you were missing him. You’d reply as if you didn’t know what he was talking about, wanting to play hard to get. He would smirk at his phone before sending you a bunch of (fuckboi) texts that all had something to do with if you were horny or not. You would ignore all his questions and just tell him to hurry up with dance practice so he could come home. 

When he would come home, there would be no time for greetings as he practically pushed you against the desk you were working at and pressed his lips to yours. You didn’t take long to reciprocate and run your hands through his semi-sweaty hair; his hands roaming every part of your body and making you squirm. His fingers just barely ghosting over your thighs. The night would be long if he continued this relentless teasing.

Yugyeom:

Yugyeom actually was the one to take the picture of you two after sex, but it was a bet made by HIM that, you lost of course, that prompted you to post it. He would laugh as he saw your new post of you half naked under the covers with him smiling in the corner of the frame. 

“I hope your happy.” You scowl as you see your phone blow up with comments, that are most likely inappropriate. Yugyeom laughed again, but then as he studied the picture more and more he noticed how thin the sheets were and how visible your shiloutte was to the whole world. He would regret making you post it and be slightly turned on. Turned on enough for him to offer making it up to you by making you feel good. 

-Eevee 

(BamBam is a fuckboi no one can fight me on this) 

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this is one of my favorite photocards and one of my favorite photos that i've taken, also jaebum in this photocard is sO CUTEEE

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I literally have like no friends!! Why tho!? Is this what loneliness Feels like?! 💔 I’m start college in months and I waNt cRacK hEaD friends💜💜💜💜 I also want multi fandom friends!! Help love other fandoms!!! 😭😭

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Jaebum AU

one / two / three / four / five / six / seven / nine / ten / eleven

Pairing: Im Jaebum x Reader

Genre: Drama, Romance, Mature

Plot: When the nights are cold and full of monsters, all you need is the warmth of someone to make it all disappear.

a/n: I will finish this before 15 april lol, i already have so many other series planned. but, i hope y’all enjoy this! 

You stood outside Jaebum’s door with sweaty palms and a pounding heart. 

It was well past one in the morning, and you knew you were going to suffer through another sleepless night if you just simply lay in bed. 

After scrolling through the same google articles about ways to sleep without drugs. Jaebum’s words from that afternoon in the garden flashed through your mind. 

If you ever have those nightmares again, I’m less than a door away.

‘That’s right,’ you nodded as you tried to reassure yourself. You didn’t come here on your own will, you were just taking up his offer so you don’t be rude. 

You were cruel, manipulative, but rude you were not. 

You let out a deep sigh as you fisted your hands and brought it up to the wooden door standing tall in front of you. 

You quickly landed three short knocks on his door; your lips caught between your teeth, and your nails biting faster into your palms. 

You watched the light peering from underneath the door, and you felt somewhat relieved. 

You were glad you weren’t waking Jaebum up from his slumber because your monsters were clawing at your feet during dark nights like tonight. You didn’t want to burden him with your problems. 

He shouldn’t have to share it anyway; he was your husband only in name. He was your husband, simply because he was your groom. 

Jaebum shouldn’t have to deal with your problems. 

“Hi,” Jaebum’s suited body greeted you with a raised eyebrow and somewhat surprised face. 

“Hi,” you replied, meekly, as you wrapped the silky gown tighter around your body. “I couldn’t sleep, so I’m here to take up your offer.”

Jaebum’s lips quirked with an amused smile, making you glare at him in return. 

“I’m thankful that you did.” He replied, bringing a hand up to his heart in a dramatic gesture, bowing slightly, as he moved to the side letting you step through. 

“I didn’t want to be rude,” you responded with your chin high, as your body brushed past his. 

You were lying in his bed, under the dark green covers of his king size bed. 

You smiled as you took a deep breath in; the sheets smelled off Jaebum.

From far away, you’d think he’d smell like an expensive man in expensive cologne. That scent was there, but it was so miniscular, it was hidden beneath everything his warmth carried naturally. 

Jaebum smelled like the peak of a wintery mountain. He smelled of the rainforest, rain and of laundry and soap. 

You felt like you were crazy, thinking about how Jaebum smelt. Even crazier for remembering how smelt over all the years you’ve known him. 

In the beginning, he smelt of cake and freshly baked cookies. You always found that a bit off on someone who barely entered the kitchen, but you still welcomed it. 

You would always steal a sniff while playing house, then fight Jaebum, when he’d notice and call you out on it. 

“I see you still like sniffing things,” Jaebum’s voice made you jump in your spot. 

You pulled the blanket from your nose and turned to him with accusation in your voice. 

“I see you’re still imaging things,” you retorted with a confident voice, even though your heart was failing to return to its calm beat, after being caught in your crime. 

Jaebum shot you an eye roll, before turning off the lights as he walked towards the bed. 

“You know, if you were in Harry Potter,” you told Jaebum as he stood on the other side of the bed, untying his robe as he looked at you. “You’d probably be in Slytherin?”

Jaebum gave you an annoyed look, as he pulled the robe off his shoulders revealing his bare chest. Your cheeks painted red, and you tried to look away, but you didn’t want to seem weak. 

Therefore, instead of following the hardness and curves of his stomach and toned chest that called out to you. You zeroed into his eyes with a straight face. 

“We took the tests as kids, y/n,” he sighed, as he lifted the blankets beside you. “I was in Gryffindor.”

“We both know that was just your hero complex, and your desire to be like Harry Potter that took the quiz, not the real you.” You rolled your eyes at him, as the lazy smile danced on his pink lips. 

“Yeah, well, it is what it is,” he grinned at you. “I am in Gryffindor.”

“But truly belong in Slytherin,” you sang teasingly. 

“Just because you’re in it,” he stuck his tongue out before he lay down beside you. “You always want me beside you, don’t you?” 

“Do not,” you retorted instantly. 

“Then what’s this?” He smiled at you, with a challenging gaze.

“I’m just taking up your offer,” you pouted, before frowning. “However, if it’s too much of an inconvenience then I’ll just leave.” 

You trailed off, as you began climbing out. 

Before you could properly peel the sheets off yourself, Jaebum grabbed onto your wrist and pulled you down beside him. 

He wrapped his arms around you and hid your face in the crook of his neck. 

“Stay,” was all his soft low voice said.

Jaebum’s fingers ran through your hair, calming you and your racing heart, as his other hand wrapped around your waist. Your chest pressed against his bare one; the heat of his skin burning through the flimsy silk of your nightdress. 

“Why were you still wearing your suit when I knocked?” You hummed softly, as you finally rested your hands on his skin. 

You bit your lip to hide the giddy smile that was threatening to spill as you felt little jolts spark run from your palms and travel up your arm. 

“Because I was still working,” he sighed, as his fingertips drew small circles on your lower back. 

“So late?” You asked and felt him nod.

“One can say I’m a workaholic,” he paused for a moment, before changing the subject. “What about you? Why’d you come so late?”

You swallowed the lump that was forming in your throat, managing to reply in a raspy voice. 

“I had another nightmare, and you told me that I could come over, so I did.” 

“You did the right thing. Well done, y/n,” he commented, as he hugged you tighter. 

You both lay in silence for a few minutes, lost in thought and the sounds of your gentle heartbeats. 

“What happens in your nightmare?” he asked, softly. 

“It’s different parts of the same torture, but it’s always the same theme: me getting kidnapped.” You spoke after a few moments. “Some days they are taking me away. In some, I’m in the same dark room again, and I’m crying and yelling but no one can hear me. Sometimes, I hear them laugh through the door, and I try to stay quiet so they don’t come inside.”

“Y/n,” Jaebum blew out softly, as you choked on the threatening tears. “You don’t have to say it-”

“No,” you cut him off, quietly. “I’ve never told anyone this, and maybe this will help, you know?” 

You felt him nod against the top of your head, and you smiled lightly. 

“The worst of the nightmare is when I get home. 

“No one cared, Jaebum.” You shook your head with the bad memory replaying, not noticing your nails digging into Jaebum’s lower back. 

“They didn't ask me if I was alright, or if I was hurt. All they did was do damage control.” You smiled cynically at the memory of you returning home to your family. 

Your parents weren’t worried about you at all. 

Their faces were calculating their next moves on how to keep this away from the public. They didn’t care for the scars you had etched on your body, all they cared about was how to hide them.

“I cried for hours that night. I cried and cried, and I wished someone had walked into my room earlier and have realised I was gone. I wished someone would’ve found me sooner.” 

You let out a shaky breath, as you fisted the blankets between Jaebum and you. 

That night when you had returned, you wished with all your heart that Jaebum was there. That this moment was the moment he fulfilled his promise and returned back from wherever his parents took him. 

You had stared at the door, and counted to a hundred a million times, hoping Jaebum would walk in any second. 

“What I really wanted- needed- that night was for someone to walk in through those doors, and just hold me and tell me that I was okay, that I would get through this.”

That was the night you got over everyone and everything. 

That night you let go of Jaebum completely and shut him out. You wouldn’t even open up to your sister anymore, and you gave up on your parents entirely. 

“But no one did,” you hiccuped, as the memory closed on your throat. “No one gave me a second glance, while I waited in my room for them. No one came to help me because it was my sister’s birthday party downstairs.”

“I’m here now,” Jaebum whispered into your hair, as held you close to his flushed body. “I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you then, but I’m here now, and I’ll always be here.”

“I will protect you with everything that I have and am, y/n,” he moved back, his eyes searching your face, before staring into yours. 

Even in the dim lit room, glittering in the moonlight, you could see the raw emotions of love and affection dance in his eyes. 

You gulped under his intense gaze, as he looked at you as if you were the stars and moon on a cloudless summer night. 

“I promise. I will keep you safe,” he whispered, his hot minty breath falling on your parted lips. 

“You are so fucking magnificent, y/n.” He pressed his forehead against yours, as he squeezed his eyes shut. 

His large tender hands brushed the sides of your faces, as one tucked a loose strand behind your ear. 

“If you knew how much you meant to me,” his lazy smile returned to his lips, but as his eyes opened again, the same loving emotions remained. “You would think I’m stupid.”

You watched as his eyes trailed down to your lips for a few moments, before meeting your dark ones again. 

You felt yourself do the same, and you gulped with nervousness. 

One hand of his, dropped to your waist, squeezing it ever so slightly. You moved closer to his body, leaving no distance between your bodies.

Your palms lay flat against his chest, the hasty beating of his heart vibrating through your veins making you dizzy as it mingled with your own. 

“You’re lucky then,” you whispered, breathless,  as you moved closer to him.

Your lips hovered over his, and you noticed the nervous bobbing of his Adam's apple. 

His dark brown eyes stared at you, and you grinned up at him. 

“You’re lucky because I think you’re the biggest fool I’ve ever met.” 

You placed your hands on the side of his face before gently placing your lips on his. 

You smiled at the softness of his lips, and the faintly tightening grip of hands on your body. You smiled as you felt a jolt of happiness rush through you, as he kissed you back, 

You moved away from the lingering kiss, as you bit your lip nervously. 

“But I’m starting to think I’m a bigger fool.” 

You peered into his eyes feeling your lips tingle from the innocent peck, as your hearts beat faster than it did before.

You smiled at him with the softness of the cold winter morning breeze, and Jaebum returned one that filled your heart with sunshine. 

“You have no idea how crazy you drive me, y/n,” Jaebum told you with dark eyes and tender words. His fingertips lightly brushed the stray hair away from your face. 

“You can tell me anything you want, Jaebum,” you whispered back, in a low voice. “But, I won’t believe half it.”

Jaebum smiled at that and returned the knowing grin. 

“So just believe this one thing,” he whispered into your ear, as he tucked your head to his beating heart. “I will always back to you.”

You sunk closer into his arms, welcoming the heaviness of your eyes Jaebum’s heat brought.

“And so will my heart.” You heard his low voice breath before you fell into a peaceful slumber after a long long time. 

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