#jaebum got7 smut

[multifanhoe99]

Kinktober Day 3- Lingerie

This is gonna be self-indulgent as hell and I am not sorry but also I hope you enjoy it!

Pairing: non-idol!JB x afab!Reader

Warnings: Pet names (Daddy, Princess, Baby), mentions of panty stealing, mentions of masturbation, oral (fem. receiving), PIV intercourse, creampie (fem. receiving), no condom (be safe out there y'all), spanking, hair pulling

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It was not often that you wanted to buy fancy things. Even less often the fancy stuff you happen to buy turns out to be something sexy to wear for your husband. This time you couldn't help it. One day in your boredom you decided to do some online shopping and found a gorgeous lacey emerald green set that you knew would look amazing against your skin tone. Even better it was on sale! One night's bored purchase is another night's fun. Honestly, you had almost completely forgotten you bought it until it came in the mail today. It was a pleasant surprise, a gift from your past self and you couldn't help but be thrilled. Just then you got another idea. You were going to make an event of it. You had the day off to relax anyway why not make it worthwhile. With that determination in mind, you went to take a shower to get ready for what you had planned. After your shower, you applied some light makeup and fixed your hair into neat french braids that finished off as low pigtails. He liked your hair like that for very obvious reasons. Then you put on the new lingerie set you bought. On top of it, you put on the dress you know he loves seeing you in the most. It's a long red sundress with flowers on it and a slit that goes up the middle rather than down the side. Once you were all dolled up and ready you decided to head to the kitchen to fix up his favorite meal and to set the table like they would in a restaurant.

When you were finally done you sent a quick text to your husband, -I have a surprise for you when you get home! I hope you like it I love you. See you soon!- You knew he should be on his way home by now and the notification would come up on the dash screen of his car. A few minutes later you get his reply, - I can't wait! I am almost home. I love you too!- It was exciting waiting in anticipation for him to come home. Not even five minutes later while you were putting the finishing touches on the meal you heard the front door open and close. You went out to greet him, "Hello my love how was work?"

"Ah, you know same old-," he pauses when he finally looks up from taking off his shoes to switch to his house slippers, "Wow, what's the special occasion that my beautiful wife feels the need to make my knees weak."

"There is no special occasion I just felt like pampering my handsome husband because he's been working extra hard lately," you replied moving closer to give him a kiss. He instantly returned the kiss and placed his hands on your hips. Before the kiss could get any more heated you pulled away, "Dinner is ready in the kitchen. I made your favorite."

"Have I ever told you that I love you," he asks following you into the kitchen/dining room.

"Only every single day Jae," you respond with a giggle at his affection. No matter how long you two have been together Im Jaebum gives you butterflies like it's still the very first date. Upon seeing the spread you had laid out on the table he came up to hug you from behind and whispered in your ear, "So you did all of this just because I have been working extra hard? I feel like you are planning something, Princess."

"What I can't just want to do something nice for you," you ask trying not to give your true intentions away.

"Okay, I will believe you for now. Let's eat then," he says giving you one more kiss on the head before going to sit down. You both enjoy your meal together and he helps you clean up. When everything was cleaned and put away you went up to JB and wrapped your arms around his neck. He placed his hands back on your hips. You lean closer to whisper in his ear again, "There is more to your surprise. Join me in the bedroom will you?"

"See I knew you were up to something," he says with a smile but follows you to the bedroom anyway. You sit him down on the edge of the bed and tell him to close his eyes. Once you are sure he isn't peeking you remove the dress you were wearing and throw it into the hamper in the corner of the room. You let him know that he can open his eyes and when he does you don't fail to notice the way his eyes darken when they look at you. His expression shifts from one of pure admiration to something darker and full of lust. You can hear it in the timber of his voice when he says, "Come here princess let daddy get a closer look at you."

You can't help but do what he asks this was your plan after all and you couldn't be more glad that it worked. As you step closer he places his hands on your thighs. It is gentle at first and then he moves up higher. Wrapping his arms around your thighs and pulling you closer so he can see as he moves his hands up to your ass and giving it a firm squeeze. Then he lands a sharp spank on your left cheek and soothes it by rubbing his hand softly over the spot. "Look at you, baby. You look so good for me all wrapped in lace like this. I will try not to ruin it while I am busy fucking you into oblivion," he growls from his position below you. From that same position, he lifts you up with no issues and tosses you gently onto the bed so that you're lying on your back.

He takes his sweet time kissing and nipping at your inner thighs. He makes his way so slowly to the place you need him most. You can feel how wet you are just from this and he hasn't even properly started yet. You know that he is doing this on purpose and are sure this was his own plan ever since he became suspicious of you planning something. He was moving so slowly and so gently and you knew that he could see how much it affected you from the ever-growing wet patch on your new panties. "Da-daddy please don't tease me anymore I c-can't take it. I need you please," you beg gasping when he nips just a little bit harder at your most sensitive parts.

"That's it, baby beg for me. Beg for me to use this pretty little pussy however I want," he replies finally giving you some type of relief by rubbing a thumb up and down your covered folds. He continued that for a little while longer and then gave in at the sound of your desperate moans. He pulled the panties down your legs and once they were fully off he shoved them into the pocket of his slacks. You already struggled to think and he was only getting started. It only got worse when he finally gave your pussy the attention you wanted him to. He licked a long stripe up your glistening folds humming in satisfaction at your taste.

"What do you think princess should I take my time eating you out until you cum again and again on my face or would you just like me to get you ready enough to take my cock," he asks. It was getting hard to form words. The combination of his tongue and his two fingers that joined shortly after his question was blurring your mind with pleasure. He stops all movement to say, "Come on baby use your words. Already so fucked dumb and I have barely even done anything yet. What do you want you can say it."

"I w- I want to-to-to- wanna get ready for daddy's cock," you say barely able to string the sentence together. Jaebum had a way of doing that to you and you loved it. You loved being able to give yourself over to the pleasure he brought you and he loved it too. Hearing your answer JB dove in like a man starved. After so many years he knew your body like nobody else and he knew exactly what to do to bring you over the edge. His mouth licking your sensitive clit and his middle and ring fingers plunging deep into you. Every time you'd touch yourself when he wasn't around you could never get your fingers to go as deep as his. He brought you ecstasy like nothing else. You could feel yourself getting closer.

"Daddy I am so close please can I cum I really wanna cum on your face please please, please," you begged almost crying.

"Cum baby cum all over my face and then again one more time on my cock after," he said temporarily removing his mouth from your clit and then going right back. When he replaces his mouth you feel yourself let go coming all over his face and fingers. It feels so good but you know you aren't done yet. He wastes no time moving away to remove his own clothes and then flipping you over. He pulls your hips up and once he has the right position he slides right in. He gives you enough time to adjust to him and as soon as he's sure you're okay he sets a fast pace. At first, his hands are on your hips giving your ass harsh slaps every so often that make you yelp and moan at the painful pleasure. Then his hands move to your hair each hand taking one of the pigtails and then pulling back making your back arch and he is able to hit a new deeper angle. He can feel you tightening around him and he knows you're close again which is good because so is he. He leans down into your ear, "That's it, baby just a little more, and then let's cum together yeah?"

He keeps up this pace and it is only a matter of time before you're falling off the edge cumming all over his cock and he follows seconds after. Cum spurting out in thick ropes into you. It takes a moment for you both to calm down but when you finally do he goes to the bathroom to get a warm rag to clean you up. "That was amazing and you should online shop more often if this is what it leads to," he jokes.

"Yeah I will get right on that," you respond with a laugh. He helps you clean up, take your make-up off, and let your hair down. You both fall asleep in each other's arms after exchanging a sincere 'I love you' and you couldn't be happier to end your day with him.

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A/N: HOLY COW!!! I am so sorry for being so late on this one but like I said it was really self-indulgent and I definitely got super carried away. Luckily day 3 is done and day 4 will be out later today so as a bonus for this one being late you technically get two in one day! HOORAY!

[jae-daddy]

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genre: romance, mature, melo  plot: two married people fall in love a/n: i know its written dull, but trust me on this.

You wake up everyday facing the balcony of your apartment. 

You never wake up to sunlight creeping in through the space between the blinds in your room. You always wake up just before the alarm, your shoes always placed perfectly so your feet slip into it as you sit on the edge. 

Every morning seems the same. The same monotonous day; the same routine. The same twenty steps around your bathroom, the same cups, the same jar holding the teabags. The same toast and eggs, the same same same same same same same same same same same. 

The same man always wakes up twenty minutes after you. 

You always just happen you be halfway through the door when he enters the kitchen. 

It’s the same bus ride to the same glass building. The same cubicle, the same work, same fake smiles and laughs, same stories. Same everything. 

Tonight you decide to make stew for dinner. But is it really a decision when you make it at least five times a month?

He comes in at nine tonight. 

You tell him to put the dinner away. You get into your bed, and close your eyes. 

Sleep never comes easy, but you close your eyes anyway. 

Your doctor told you to close your eyes even if you’re not sleeping. 

Let the eyes rest. 

But you can feel it moving underneath your eyelids, and now you can feel a migraine forming at the front of your head. 

You feel the bed dip beside you. You remain on your side, ignoring him. You even out your breath, you are asleep. 

I am sleeping. You say it as a mantra over and over again. 

It works tonight. He faces the other side, you hear his phone click open. 

He stays on that phone forever. 

The sounds of the clicking on the keyboard, the endless Tiktoks. Your head is about to burst, you are about to burst. 

And just when you cannot take it anymore, he lets out an obnoxious yawn. You ease, and he relaxes and sleeps. 

You close your eyes waiting for sleep to take you away, but it does last long. 

A few hours, and then you wake up to your balcony again. 

The slippers slide onto your feet. Your pink brush remains where you left it yesterday. 

The cup you sip your tea from as you stare out the window is the same one as yesterday. You got it as a gift from your sister one birthday. It was one of those horrifically cringe ones that says ‘The Greatest Sister Ever.’ 

You both had a fight a day before your birthday. 

You were slipping into your heels when your husband enters the kitchen. 

“Thank you,” he says just like every morning. You give him a small smile. 

Normally that is the end of it, but today there is more, “We have to go to dinner tonight.” 

You still in your actions and look up to meet his eyes. It was like looking at a stranger but worse, you couldn’t even tell what he was thinking. 

But he could read the confusion on your face, “It’s my mum’s birthday.” 

You nod, before looking at the calendar behind him. Even from the door you could see the pink marker around the date. You give him another plain smile, “I’ll pick up a gift on the way back.” 

“It’s okay,” he says, and you’re thankful for it. “I’ll pick up something.”

“Okay,” you say, and slip your shoes on completely. You stand awkwardly for a second, and he looks at you too. How can you live with someone for twelve months and feel like complete strangers with them?

“Have a good day,” he says. Your lips part, and the silence stretches for a bit too long, but you finally manage,“You too.”

You escape before anymore awkward pleasantries pass between you. 

The bus is busy like always. You find a space and smile at the girl already sitting there. 

You let out a deep breath, and then inhale. You do it three more times, and a place a hand on your chest. Your heart was beating so fast, but you didn’t know why. 

Apart from the mild heart-attack (it wasn’t actually a heart-attack, you googled it), the rest of the day was the same. The court room was the same, you had lunch with the same two girls, at the same lunchroom. The bus ride was the same; awful, humid and tiresome.

But tonight when you went home, you didn’t cook dinner. 

Instead you showered, and changed into a pretty pale yellow dress. You did your hair into a nice pretty bun. You put on makeup and the lipstick that matches you so perfectly you save it for special occasions. 

You get on your knees and pull out the box with your special heels. 

You were going to meet your in-laws, you had to look nice. 

Once ready, you took a look in the mirror. 

You looked pretty. 

How long had it been since you dressed up? 

Your husband came soon after. He gave you a small smile as he took you in. You took in the pink wrapped box in his hand, and then your eyes went to the bouquet of flowers in the other. 

He placed them both on the table next to the fruit bowl. 

He went into the bathroom, and you stared at the flowers. 

You wanted flowers too. 

Growing up you never wanted to live in an apartment. You wanted to live in a house with a lawn or the country-side, somewhere where you could plant an entire garden. You would plant every flower you could get your hands on. It didn’t even have to look pretty as long as they bloomed you were happy with it. 

You made a few attempts to plant in the apartment when you first moved in. The proof of that lies brown and dry in colourful flower pots outside on the balcony. 

You didn’t realise you were staring at the flowers the entire time until he emerged from the bedroom. 

He looked good. 

He was good-looking. 

The white shirt and casual blazer you laid out for him, hoping he would wear it, looked good on him. 

You didn’t say anything though. He didn’t too, only, “Ready?”

It wasn’t a question really, more like ready or not here we go. He picked up the keys, the gift, and bunch of flowers. You picked up the tiny handbag you prepared for the night and followed him outside. 

Maybe Uber rides were more comfortable than this. 

The last time you set in one, they asked how your day was at the very least. 

This was one of the few rare occasions you and your husband were made to be in each other’s company completely. Normally, the timings never matched up or there was someone else, or some other distraction. 

People said this is common in arranged marriages. Reassurances and promises of everything working out were passed out to you like candies to a kid on Halloween. 

You just stared out the window, you wished you could put the window down. 

You wished you were in an Uber. 

Your in-laws were good people. 

Your mother-in-law, Jenny, always was in good hopes. She shared the same smile as her son and daughter, but you saw it more on her than anyone else. 

Your husband handed you the gift and kept the flowers for himself. You hand her the pink box and she gushes, excitement evident in her voice, but she still reassures you that you shouldn’t have. 

You’re polite with them. You smile, you laugh, you talk. 

Whenever you’re with them or your own family, or whenever anyone else is around you and your husband, it feels like you’re outside your body. This woman is not you, it’s your husband’s wife. 

“My son,” she places a sloppy kiss on your husbands cheek, he grimaces but his smile is bigger making his eyes disappear. Your heart feels like a mini heart-attack again, but its nothing, google said it was nothing. 

You hug your sister-in-law Jae-e, instead. She hugs you back tightly, before complementing your lipstick, and your smile is true this time. 

Your lipstick was made for you. 

“Justin has come a long way,” you agree after Jae-e finishes her fifteen minute monologue about Justin Bieber’s highs and lows. She was a firm supporter of Selena, but she believes love changes and happens where it needs to, and Justin and Haley are together now. 

You didn’t know much about Justin, you did back in middle school. Your best friend was a die-hard fan. 

“Who’s Justin?” Your husband asks. 

“Justin Bieber,” Jae-e rolls her eyes annoyed with her brother. Your sister and you were the same, it was like you were always teenagers no matter how much time passed. 

“He only knows one JB,” she slides the comment towards you, you snort slightly, and her brother ignores it. 

Or at least he tries to because he begins asking her about her new book. 

The betrayal in her eyes is so funny, you had to bite your lip to hide your grin. 

“It’ll probably be done before I get the chance to play with mum’s grandchild,” she’s proud of her reply, but instantly regrets it when her mother’s head snaps towards you and your husband. 

You are frozen in place, your eyes on the sizzler plate. You wonder if it was still hot; and if so, how much would it burn the big mouthed twat. 

“Yes!” Your mother-in-law gushes, and you start screaming inside. You’re surprised no one can hear you, in a way you are lucky no one can. She continues her loud words and each word makes your ears bleed, “WHEN DO I GET TO PLAY WITH MY GRANDCHILD?!”

She goes on and on. Some other couple who got married after you already has a kid. Another just announced their pregnancy. 

You sat there staring at the plate, and then at the white table cloth. 

White table cloth is so impractical. It basically just highlights all the mistakes a person makes. This family of five does not know how to take out their dishes properly and now there’s stains all over.   

It was your father-in-law who finally stepped in, and said “That’s enough. This is not table conversation.” 

You liked your father-in-law. 

You bow and say goodbye to your in-laws. It was about time. 

Your stomach was so full you were going to explode, and the heel straps were cutting into your skin. You were sure your lipstick had faded away by now. 

All you wanted to do was go home and sleep. 

But you have work tomorrow- no, tomorrow is Saturday!

But you were still excited to feel sleepy, maybe you’ll actually sleep and knock out completely. 

Your thoughts got cut-off when you opened the door of your car. 

“Oh,” you gasped as you picked up a flower from your seat. You showed it to your husband who stood there on his side of the car. “This must have fallen out.”

He bit his lip and then nodded, “Must have.” 

He entered the car. 

You were smiling when you buckled into your seat. You hummed along to songs playing, and looked out the window. You were okay with having the windows up. 

The entire ride, you twirled the flower between your fingers, the yellow petals fluttering with each turn. 

You wanted flowers. 

When you get home, you head straight to the bathroom. The twenty steps increase by three as you place the flower into the cupholder. You stare it for a good minute. 

You strip, shower and change into your pyjamas. 

You watch as your husband as he goes into the bathroom. 

Tonight you wanted it. Tonight you were not going to fall asleep. 

Tonight you watched the light beneath the door. Tonight you didn’t realise as sleep took over you. 

You woke up the next day. No alarm. 

Your slippers sliding onto your feet. Twenty steps around your bathroom. 

The cup- oh. 

You halted in your steps. 

The cup on the table, breakfast spread out and ready. 

Your husband putting on his shoes as he’s rushing out the door. He looks frantic. You want to call out to him, what do you call him? 

He catches sight of you before that, “Office emergency.” 

You nod, smiling, telling him its okay. 

He hesitates, and then the door closes behind him. 

You look over the breakfast. 

Same cup. Same bread and toast. Same egg. Same table. Same room. Same apartment. 

But somehow different. 

[kpop---scenarios]

omg is the smut prompts still open? can you do 6 + 27 with jaebeom after a long week without snu snu? 👄 thank you!

A/N: Oh god, I tried, be nice lolol

Your foot tapped impatiently as you waited by the front door for your boyfriend. Your boyfriend who had been gone on a mini tour for a week. Usually, you joined him and the group, hanging out backstage as they performed, but this time, you couldn't get the time off work.

You hear the key slide into the lock, turning the deadbolt and the door swings open. Jaebum walks in, shutting the door behind him before dropping his heavy bag on the floor.

"Fuck." He sighs as his eyes meet yours. He walks towards you, backing you into the wall as he presses his lips to yours. He presses his body to yours, his hands roaming your body as he kisses you.

He breaks the kiss, caressing your face as his eyes wander yours. "I missed you." You whisper, wrapping your arms around you.

"I missed you, baby." He says, his hands moving down your body. He slips his hand into the waist of your shorts, slowly moving down as his fingers move between your lips, gently grazing your clit. You let out a loud moan, his fingers continuing to tease you.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" He whispers in your ear. Your body is practically melting into his body.

"Oh god.. yes." You murmur.

"I wanna take you so fucking bad." He grunts, pressing his cock against your thigh. Without another word, he pulls his hand from your pants, grabs your hand and pulls you towards the bedroom.

Fuck were you glad to have him home.

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#12: the dragon : lucas ›[wc] 6k [18+] smut; car sex, exhibitionism, etc. ›[au] boxer

#11: whist pt 2 : Taeyong & Lucas ›[wc] 2.7k [18+] smut; 3some, spit roasting, etc. ›[au] yandere & poly [part 1] here

#10: hyungs : hwajoong & san ›[wc] 4.7k [18+] smut; 4some, spitroasting, etc. ›[au] tattooist & poly

#9: fallen : lucas ›[wc] 6k [18+] smut; fingering, praise, oral, etc. ›[au] angel

#8: invidious : Johnny & Jaehyun ›[wc] 4.1k [18+] smut; 3some, spitroasting, oral, etc. ›[au] friends with benefits & idol

#7: a lil flipper : mark tuan ›[wc] 3k [18+] smut; impreg kink, fingering, etc. ›[au] idol & breeding

#6: whist pt 1 : taeyong & lucas ›[wc] 4.5k [18+] smut; 3some, overstim, etc. ›[au] yandere & poly [part 2] here

#5: mine : hongjoong & seonghwa  ›[wc] 3.4k [18+] smut; 3some, oral, impreg kink, etc. ›[au] idol & friends with benefits

#4: open season 2 : jaebum & jinyoung & jackson & mark ›[wc] 8.2k [18+] smut; 5some, orgy, anal, etc. ›[au] non idol & poly

#3: open season 1 : jinyoung & jackson & mark ›[wc] 5.3k [18+] smut; 4some, spitroasting, oral, etc. ›[au] non idol & poly

2019 [wc] 12.2k

#2: four days : namjoon & suga ›[wc] 4.8k [18+] smut; 3some, d.p, anal, etc. ›[au] uni & poly

#1: nefarious : taehyung & j.k ›[wc] 7.4k [18+] smut; 3some, d.p, anal, etc. ›[au] yandere & poly 

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[witchboyjimin]

20 questions for fic writers

stole this from my best friend. if you'd also like to do it, please go for it and tag me in it huhu

1. How many works do you have on Ao3?

60! which is. a lot of works but i've been posting since 2015

2. What's your total Ao3 word count?

623,307. i hope to hit 1 million words by the end of 2025 >:)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

everything is kookmin these days but once upon a time i wrote other bts pairings and before that i wrote for ikon and got7 (and before that aka before ao3: exo, bap, block b, beast, harry potter, naruto, kingdom hearts....god idk there are a lot of fandoms lol)

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

i like how desperate you seem (in the way you look at me) if i get in, i just might drown i glow pink in the night shine a light through the dark the moon keeps calling out to me, but i only ever hear your name

5. Do you respond to comments?

no, but i did promise myself to respond to comments again in 2024. starting with the ones left on my latest fic.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

uuhhh...probably i might not make it. simply because it's an mcd fic and spoilers! jk is dead throughout the fic and the fics ends like that...

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

lol i think pretty much all of my fics end with a happy ending aka the pairing ends up together, happily in love. 

8. Do you get hate on fics?

100%. lot of fandom drama involved with writing exclusively btm!jm. i've gotten anon msgs telling me to "kms", people hoping i get raped, murdered, my body never found etc etc. you name it, i've seen it. all because they hate that i write btm!jm.

i do think fandom has gotten less insane over this very recently but i am also just way less available and have a much smaller social media presence so lack of access to me has probably reduced the hate, too. plus i'm not actively part of fandom these days so people care about me less, which is great!

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

it's my favourite thing to write! i do need to get back into it though...also was not aware there are types of smut? i guess the rly nasty kind rjfkndk i like pretty much most kinks/fetishes and think it's fun to explore them.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

i have written three crossover fics! >:) two were bobby (ikon)/jimin and one was jaebum (got7)/jimin.

craziest one was probably oh boy, don't be shy since it's basically bobby finds jimin's dildo and then dp's jimin :D

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

multiple times.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

yes, i used to allow translations but it got to a point where people would ask to translate and then never come back to link their translations. plus, i've had people link me to fics that were translated without my permission. 

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

yes! two of them :)

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

god, i have so many wips i want to write that it's always like...whatever sticks. my current wip tracker has 30 fic ideas on it. i rly want to write this mafia au but i have 2 supernatural aus i also want to write very badly...

there is also a collab fic i rly want to write with my friend bee, which i hope to finish, but idk if we will. i just rly love writing hurt/comfort jgfkd

16. What are your writing strengths?

i'm very good at writing emotion. it's important to me that the reader feels and understands what my characters are feeling and feels that connection to the fic. i'm also good at writing porn for this reason. i'm also very good at worldbuilding and i will put in the research and care to ensure my worldbuilding makes sense and is as accurate as possible and failing that, as believable as possible. moreover, i am just a dedicated researcher. because i write for a korean boyband, it's important to me that i do the research into korean history, customs, current social etiquette etc. it's actually a huge pet peeve of mine to see people just make stuff up or have the fic be entirely westernised/americanised but the boys are all in korea.

i think i'm also good at consistent characterization and at pacing/flow in my work. these are both rly important to me and i've worked on them a lot over the years. i think this also lends to me being pretty good at plotting a fic out so that it's not long and drawn out or that i'm not taking the time to explore certain aspects i've introduced. balance is important!

i think i'm also pretty versatile. i can write different genres pretty easily (eg. i love writing action sequences and am good at making sure the pacing is rly fast and then slowing down when something romantic or suspenseful happens) and am good at like setting a certain vibe/tone for a fic.

finally, i am dedicated to improving. i don't think fanfic writers necessarily owe this to readers (fic writing being a hobby) but writing is really important to me and so it's important to me that i improve and challenge myself.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

i need to read more! i need to expand my vocabulary and learn how to better write metaphors. my imagery could use work, my dialogue definitely needs work. i want to write my characters with a more unique voice versus everyone kind of sounding the same. i want to make sure each character has their own "quirks" the way real people do.

i need to learn to write better description, too, as i think setting can do a lot for setting the mood/tone for a fic. a lot of my short-comings just come down to me reading too little so i need to read more and i need to dissect my favourite fics and books and pinpoint what i found compelling about them.

i also need to challenge myself to write more plot-heavy fics and to be unafraid to write characters who are unlikable or appear irredeemable. i want to write fic that has one main plot but a million little subplots and i want all of these things to come together coherently. i want my work to explore themes that are important to me!

i don't care so much about grammar but probably, i need to get better at that too haha

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

since i write fic for bangtan who are korean, i don't think it's ever necessary to write dialogue in another language. it comes across as cringey (derogatory) and borders on racist imo

19. First fandom you wrote for?

uh, beyblade? lolololol

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

i think it's my favourite rn because i just finished writing it lol but sorry about the blood in your mouth (i wish it were mine)

i am also very fond of i thought he remembered me; he took me back so tenderly because i love writing space aus! sci-fi is one of my fav genres!

[agust-june]

Masterlist

Hello welcome to my masterlist. I don't take requests unfortunately but if you have something you'd like to say or want to shoot an idea into my head my imbox is open. I hope you enjoy my fics and please give me feedback if you can!

Minors DNI

Fluff 💗 Smut😈 angst 😭

Series

Decendants of the stars and of the Gods 💗😭

This multi fandom (well kinda?) but it's about after a war between the greek Gods and the zodiac and the constellations went to war. The children of the signs going to the school with the children of the Gods.

Pt1

Pt2

Pt3

Kingdoms that can't be divided 😭💗

This was my first fanfic it's on wattpad I would upload it here but...it's too long and unfortunately I'm lazy to put all the chapters onto here.

Oneshots

-Nct-

Johnny

Keep Her Satisfied for the Weekend 😈

Part 1 Part 2 (coming soon) 😈

Take My Breath 😈

Kiss you back (coming soon) 😭😈

Conflict of interest (coming soon) 😭😈

Let the ( games) flames begin! (Coming soon) 💗

Yuta

If your girl only knew 😈

Creep 😈

-Seventeen-

Joshua

The chair 😈

Three is better than two 😈

S.Coups

I hate you 😈

Three is better than two 😈

-Monsta x-

Wonho

Cyber Sex 😈

It never rains 💗

Kihyun

I'm your baby tonight 😈

-Got7-

Got7

Is Got7 invited to the cook out? 💗

Do they belong to the streets?💗

Valentines day 💗

Invite to the cookout 💗

Jaebum

Teacher's assistant 😈

From time😭

Jinyoung

The boss😈

Erotic city 😈

Youngjae

The boy is mine💗

Yugyeom

Part Time Lover😈

-Dpr Live-

Hong Dabin

Bored😈

-Ateez-

Hongjoong

For the first time (coming soon)💗

Theories

-Got7-

Not by the moon

Songs I think...

Songs I think Haechan can sing

Songs I think DoJaeJung can sing

[dvbkie099]

four - whiskey-filled stories

Seo Changbin x fem!oc

Tags: Gang!AU, TattooArtist!OC x GangMember!Changbin, smut, violence, drugs, swearing, death, characters are not morally good people

Minji didn’t expect much from sleeping with the hot muscle at her local bar. She left first, after all.

Changbin knows her face. She’s a regular of the bar that Hyunjin runs, loves a strong drink, and has some truly beautiful tattoos.

It should’ve been a one-time thing. That was until Minji inadvertently got herself caught in the middle of a gang war by somehow pissing off the wrong person.

| MASTERLIST

“Penny for your thoughts?”

She turned her head slightly, looking at the man seated next to her.

“You wouldn’t have enough pennies, Chris.”

The man grinned at her, refilling her whiskey glass before snatching the cigarette from her hand and taking a drag from it.

“Bitch.”

It was surprising how quickly they became comfortable with one another, their banter reminiscent of their shared mutual friends. It was natural, she figured, for them to connect so deeply. While everyone, save for Jeongin, had trained under GOT7, none of them had as deep of a friendship with the older guys like Chan. He didn’t know the full scope of her relationship with the men he saw as older brothers, but he knew enough from mentions of her over the years to the fact that she seemed to know why, and even potentially where GOT7 was hiding. She didn’t have to wax poetics, he saw it all in her dark eyes.

“Is the decorating going well?” Chan asked, handing her cigarette back to her.

“Yeah. Thanks for everything, by the way.” 

“Well we did kinda cause your shop to get ruined, so it's the least I can do.” 

“I killed the guy, not you, don’t take my credit.” She snarked, “Also just learn to accept gratitude.”

Chan and the guys were godsends. With her parlour destroyed, she didn’t have the space to tattoo or train her apprentice. In their last consultation, she had mentioned searching for a new place for her parlour. Chan had then offered the empty retail space on the ground floor of the building, next to the club. She hadn’t realized that he owned the entire building, except for the Scarlet Lagoon, which Hyunjin owned. It made sense. It was an excellent base for the group and brought in significant legal money. She had been redecorating the space for the past few days, Hyunjin and Jisung often stopping by and aiding her, to the amazement of Wei, who very obviously had a crush on Hyunjin.

She was a relatively frugal person, tending to only splurge occasionally for special occasions. It came in handy in this case, having the extra funds for new equipment and supplies. They were expected to re-open in their new location in a few days, but there were a few things left.

“Having some trouble figuring out what to put on the walls, given that all the paintings are damaged,” Minji said, taking a long drag of her cigarette.

“What did you do with them?”

“They’re in my office in my apartment.” Minji said, “Can’t get rid of them.”

“Youngjae’s right? The paintings, that is?”

“How’d you know?” Minji said.

“Jisung mentioned seeing the one from Jaebum’s office. Thought you stole it at first.” Chan shrugged.

She snorted, “No, it was a gift to me, before y’know. The rest of the paintings are birthday presents from him as well.”

“Why don’t you frame some of your sketches? You’ve got quite the artistic talent.”

“I mean I could, but my sketches are always just… sketches. The finalized art is what goes on people.”

“The unfinishedness could be the look though. Your shop’s aesthetic was already kinda edgy.”

“The exact aesthetic is dark academia, but I suppose it could work.”

Chan made a face but didn’t retaliate further.

“The question is what to remake onto a standard-size canvas. Given the space, I want seven pieces of artwork up.” 

“Do you have your sketchbook?”

His eyes were on the sketchbook on the counter, yet he still asked that question with a stupid grin on his face.

“No.” 

He chuckled as she flipped the book open, thumbing through pages of sketches. 

“What about this one?”

His finger stopped her from flicking the page, pressing gently across the page that depicted a bouquet.

“The Death Bouquet itself, good choice.” Minji hummed, her manicured nail tracing the pattern of the sketch.

“The Death Bouquet is a real thing?”

“Well, it is an urban legend in my hometown.” She explained. “I drew it and it is the first tattoo I ever got.”

“What’s the legend?”

“Well, it starts with two brothers. It’s said that they were inseparable, even through their teenage and adult years. The younger brother moved away, seeking to find his way, leaving his brother behind. Several years later, he came back to town, with a fianceé. His brother was overjoyed at his return but found himself unable to connect with his brother, too in love with his soon-to-be wife. The older brother found himself resenting their relationship, as it was all his family talked about.”

Her hand stopped tracing, finger staying put on the ribbon of the bouquet.

“It was only until their wedding day, when he was helping his soon-to-be sister get ready, that he realized that he hated their relationship because he loved her. Her bouquet was full of baby’s breath, the flowers of purity and young love, her favourite flower. He was beside himself, torn by his grief and love for the one woman he couldn’t have.”

“When he went outside for a breather, he saw a pretty purple flower going in the gardens. When he came closer to the flowers, he recognized them as Wisteria flowers. When he saw the plants, his bitter heart turned to greed and jealousy, and he plucked a few flowers, making sure to gather a handful of seeds. When he returned to the bride, just before the ceremony was to begin, she wholly accepted the new addition to her bouquet, awed enough to not the seeds he placed in the ceremonial tea that the flower girl was to carry out.”

“However, as he stood by his brother's side, watching as the couples reached for the cups that contained the tea, he could only watch as they drank from the same cup, the bride and his brother ingesting poisonous tea. And when the couple went very still later that night, entangled in their wedding sheets, it was the brother they found, seated at the altar of the wedding church, the bouquet in his hands with tears in his eyes.”

It was silent within the empty Scarlet Lagoon, Minji nursing her whiskey and Chan staring off into existence.

“Is it true? The story?”

“The married couple were found dead, and wisteria toxin was found in their systems. It is assumed that it was the brother, but no one knows. The story is from a few decades before I was born.”

“If people assumed it was the brother, then why didn’t he get arrested for it?”

“He was found dead when the police came to question him. Alcohol poisoning.”

“Jesus Christ.”

“Jesus Christ indeed.” Minji hummed, tipping her glass toward him as if she was toasting him. “That’s the world we live in.”

○○○

"So are you two going to fuck again or are you just going back to staring at her." 

Changbin smacked Minho on the arm, as he pulled his eyes away from Minji across the room. The Scarlet Lagoon was packed, but that was expected. One of the main reasons that the club was as popular as it was, is that it had a themed night once a month. And it wasn't cheesy themes, continuing with the luxe and glamourous interior and general vibe of the club.

It was one of those themed nights, and due to the level of people there, it was customary for all eight of them to attend. And now Minji was attending, no longer a regular of the club and now free to move around. Yet she had stayed at her regular spot at the bar until Hyunjin had weaved through the crowd and pulled her onto the dance floor.

The pair were easily the best looking on the dance floor, the red velvet of Hyunjin's suit pairing nicely with the blush pink satin of Minji's dress. 

As if they could sense people talking about them, the pair wormed their way out of the dance floor, coming over to the table. Hyunjin reached the table before them, Changbin noting the darker tint to his lips and the single red tear-drop-shaped jewel beneath his left eye. 

Minji approached them, the satin hugging her figure down to her hips before it draped loosely down the rest of her body, hiding her legs from view save for her heeled feet. A loose white sheer shawl hung loosely off her arms, upon which matching rose-gold arm cuffs sat. Her fingers had countless rings upon them, all in soft pastels and golds, mimicking her rose-gold jewelled nails. The pastels and rose gold theme continued, up to the cuffs and chains from her ears, which were unnaturally pointed. There were countless small braids littered throughout her hair, with jewels twisted into the braids. Her makeup was simplistic, but the attention still went to her eyes, now a bright purple.

"I see you are strikingly on theme," Chan said, as Minji accepted a drink from him as she sat down next to Jeongin.

"It's a supernatural theme, it's easy to be on theme."

"You wouldn't believe how many people we've had to turn down because they aren't on theme or are dressed like a corny dollar store supernatural," Hyunjin said, scoffing as he stole Seungmin's drink from him.

"You're an ass," Seungmin said, stealing the drink back.

Jeongin tapped her hand as she set her drink down, so she turned to look at the younger man, dressed nicely in a black suit with a scratch across his cheekbone. She noted the dark grey acrylics on his nails, long enough to dig into her hand slightly.

"Yes?"

"How did you do the pointed ears? They look really cool." Jeongin gushed.

"They're prosthetics. Another time I could put a pair on you?"

"I'd like that."

"Stop trying to be cute to woo Minji, Jeong," Minho said.

"Stop being a mood killer and I'll consider." The youngest snapped back.

Minji grinned at their banter, taking another drink. As set her drink down, she noted his eyes on her again. She wasn't blind, she could feel the looks upon her from him but chose not to act upon it. Would it potentially get awkward when she started tattooing the guys tomorrow? Most likely, especially since she was going to be tattooing his pectoral.

But that was tomorrow's problem.

[ssin-ent]

me:*is peacefully sleeping*

my brain:what about shower sex with jaebeom?

[melaninkpopimagines]

HOMEWRECKER: Part 7

“You can’t stay away from him, can you?”

Word Count: 8269

Warning: Smut

HOMEWRECKER: 1!| 2! | 3! | 4! | 5! | 6 | 7! | 8

It was over.

You cried out. The tears wouldn’t stop. You struggled to keep calm. I should have told him from the start. What was I thinking….

Your heart ached for him. You were truly sorry, and now you lost his trust. But you knew sooner or later, you have to face everything. Mark still didn’t know. You breathed in and out desperately trying to relax. You figured a hot shower would cure your nerves. Sadly, it didn’t.

You stepped out the shower, you saw your dad had called. He left a message. Voicemail: “Hey Baby Girl, just calling to touch bases. I hope you are doing well. I miss you kiddo. I also got an invitation from your school for this Parent/Student Day, I don’t know if I’ll be able to make it. But anyway, call me back when you can. I love you”

It’s only right you call him back. You felt bad for not telling him what’s been going on. You didn’t want him to worry about you. You sat on the bed with your phone in your hand. Each time it rang, you were dreading the conversation.

“Hello” your dad answered. You remained quiet for a second, you didn’t know how to respond.

“Hello” he spoke again.

You hurriedly cleared your throat. “Uh, hey Dad. How are you?”

“Hey Baby Girl, I’m doing well. I miss you. How is everything in Korea?” he asked.

You immediately felt tears forming again. You tried your hardest to keep your composure. But you choked.

“Not good Dad.” you sob softly.

“Oh no. Don’t cry. What happened?” he asked. “Tell me what happened” “Dad, I don’t know where to start” you said.

“Well, take your time” he advised.

“Ok, I moved out the dorms recently because I can’t deal with my roommate Christina. She is trying to ruin everything I have. ”

“Ok, you moved out. You should have told me this sooner. And how exactly did she ruin everything?”

“She told the guy I was with. That she’s pregnant with his baby, Dad” you stressed.

“Do you believe her?” he asked. “Not really” you responded.

“Mhm. Anything else happened?” your dad questioned.

“I kept a secret from someone I cared about. Now, he can’t trust me anymore” you sighed.

“Oh, you can’t do that. I know you care about him but if it’s a secret he needed to know. You should have told him” your dad suggested.

“I know Dad, I made a mistake. He knows now. But this secret has gotten more complicated” you said.

“How?” you dad wondered.

“Because there’s someone else that doesn’t know either” you explained.

“Oh God” he said. “Tell you what, I’ll accept this invitation from the school to come visit you next Saturday and hopefully I can help out”.

“Dad, you don’t have to do that. I know you’re busy” you said. “I can handle this by myself”.

“Are you sure?” he asked

“Yes, I’m sure. I’m happy to have talked to you. I miss you. Thank you!” you said sweetly.

“Anything for you sweetheart” he said. “I have to get going. The company called an emergency meeting, so I’ll talk to you later. Take deep breaths, don’t forget to eat and get some rest. Everything will work out. Ok? I love you!” he assured.

“I love you too Dad. Bye” you said hanging up the phone.

You slipped into your pajamas and fell asleep.

The next morning, you woke up feeling tired from last night. Emotionally tired. Tired of crying so hard, tired of feeling guilt, tired of being without Jaebum.   

You shuffled your way into the kitchen to fix a cup of coffee. You turned the tv on, there was nothing interesting. You slowly sighed and sipped your coffee. You heard a loud knock at your door, it could only be one person that knocks that loud. You swung the door opened hoping it was him. Except, it was just Jackson.

“Hey” Jackson held up a bag of food.

“Hey, what did you bring?” you asked.

“Only the best” he smiled as he entered inside. “How was last night?”

“It turned out worse than you thought” you replied.

“I’m so sorry” Jackson apologize.

“Don’t be” you said. “He knows now”

“Do you think everything will work out?” he asked hopefully.

“I don’t know. He hasn’t texted or called me. He hasn’t contacted me either. So I don’t know what’s going on. But I do hope everything will work out” you answered stepping into the kitchen to grab Jackson a bottle of water.

“What about Mark?” he asked.

“What about him?” you scoffed “After LA, I don’t want to speak to him or see him”

“Do you think he’ll ever feel sorry for what he did to you?” Jackson queried.

“I don’t know and frankly I don’t give a damn” you concluded.

You phone suddenly vibrated on the coffee table, you grabbed the phone, Mark has sent you a text message.

“Speak of the Devil” you whispered to yourself.

Text message read: Y/N, I’m sorry for what happened. I miss you. Please answer back.

“Who is it?” Jackson wondered looking over your shoulder.

“It’s him” you huffed. “It’s Mark”. You place the phone face down on the table.

“Are you going to answer back?” Jackson asked.

“No, just to entertain him further. No!” you exclaimed. You sighed. “This week of class is going to be rough. I have see Jaebum walking around with a spawn of Satan”.

“It won’t be that rough. You’ll have me” Jackson smiled happily.

“You’re right about that”.

He was the only friend you had. Jackson made it his personal goal to see a smile. You attended classes as usual. Jackson waited outside your classroom. “Hey beautiful” he smiled. “Stop, you don’t have to say all that” you scoffed. “Of course, I do. It’s true” he reassured.

He walked alongside you as you both were headed to the cafe to eat lunch. Entering the cafe, you spotted Jaebum with Christina beside him leaving the cafe. You slightly froze in place. “What’s wrong?” Jackson asked before directing his attention to Jaebum. Jaebum paused as he saw you. He clenched his jaw. Christina narrowed her eyes at you. Did he tell her about us?

She walked up to you with a smug look on her face. What now?

“So Jaebum tells me, it’s over between the two of you. It’s a shame. I guess you two weren’t meant to be together” she smirked as Jaebum placed his arm around her shoulders.

You nodded. “I guess we weren’t. You guys are made for each other”.

“What did you do to him to leave you?” she asked happily.

“I told him what he needed to hear” you answered. You looked up at him with regret. Jaebum huffs. “Come on Christina. I think she had enough of you for one day”. Jaebum tried to pull her by the arm. She released herself from his grasp. “I want to know what you told him”.

“It doesn’t concern you” you said.

“Yes, it does.” she stepped in your way.

“How so?” you asked in her face.

She hesitated. “I need to know for sure. That it’s over”.

You looked at Jaebum and back at Christina.

“I loved him, until you became pregnant. But I’m not sure if you really are pregnant” you hinted.

Christina’s face froze in terror.

Jaebum’s eyebrows rose. “What are you talking about?!” Jaebum demanded.

“I don’t believe she’s pregnant with your child or ANY child” you accused.

“You’ve really gone over your head Y/N” Jaebum scoffed. “You would accuse Christina of lying about a child”.

“Christina would do ANYTHING to have you back” you reiterated.

“Um, hello.” Christina chimed. “Stop talking about me like I’m not here”.

“Actually, she isn’t. I saw it for myself” Jackson broke in.

Jaebum glared at him. “And how would you know?”

“Easy, I took the ultrasound photo Christina was trying to show to Y/N. It’s fake because the date says 2006” Jackson explained. “It’s not 2006”.

Jaebum pondered for a few seconds. You all became silent and turned to Christina. She started it all.

Frozen in place. She couldn’t utter a word.

“Please tell me they’re lying.” Jaebum said.

She remained quiet.

“Where’s the photo Christina?” Jaebum asked.

Still no answer.

“Christina, I’m only going to ask one more time” Jaebum warned.

She looked down afraid to look him in the eye.

“WHERE THE FUCK IS THE PHOTO CHRISTINA?” Jaebum yelled. Christina slightly jumped frightened. Her hands trembled as she looked inside her purse and pulled out the photo and handed it to Jaebum.

Jaebum analyzed the photo, he spotted the fake date at the right corner of the photo. “Are you fucking kidding me?” he whispered. He balled the photo up and threw it. There was an anger in his eyes you’ve never seen before. You were nervous yourself, you didn’t know how this would play out.

He turned to Christina. “SO YOU LIED ABOUT BEING PREGNANT”

Christina attempted to form sorrowful tears. “I would do anything to have you back” she said.

“YOU ARE SICK. DON’T YOU EVER COME NEAR ME AGAIN OR Y/N” he roared.

Christina tried reaching for Jaebum’s arm to calm him down. Jaebum stepped back in horror and disgust. She bowed her head and sniffed a few times, she wiped the straining tears from her eyes. She lifted her head with a devilish smile on her face. She chuckled to herself.

This bitch is crazy.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” you stressed. You approached her, Jaebum placed arm between you and her.

“If I can’t have Jaebum, no one can” she seethed, she lunged for your throat. You doubled back, Jaebum tried to grab her from behind. Christina pried herself away from him. She continued to charge at you and tackled you to the ground. This was the ass whooping you were waiting to give.

Christina struggled on top of you trying to choke you. You punched her square in the face and kicked her off you. Christina tried to crawl away, you grabbed her ankle and dragged her back. You climbed on top of her and began to punch her a couple more times. Christina screamed “GET HER OFF ME, SHE’S CRAZY” flailing her arms in the air. You felt Jackson pulling you off of her. “NO, YOU’RE CRAZY, YOU PSYCHOTIC BITCH” you screamed back. Jaebum trying to pull Christina away from you. “LET ME GO JACKSON, LET ME AT HER. SHE DESERVE THIS ASS WHOOPING”.

“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?” an officer from the campus police arrived. Christina pointed her finger at you screaming “SHE ATTACKED ME, I’M PREGNANT WITH A CHILD”. You couldn't believe what was happening.

You balled your fist, you were ready to through another punch. Jaebum blocked your way before you could. Jaebum’s face told you to stop. He turned and faced the officer.

“She attacked first, Officer. Everyone witnessed it”.

“All four of you. Dean’s Office now. The witnesses who seen the whole thing follow me to my office” the officer announced. The Dean’s Office was one place you dreaded going. “I better not get in trouble for this” you whispered to Jackson. “You won’t”.

All four of you were seated in front of the Dean. It was best, you sat at the far end while Christina sat at the opposite end. Jaebum and Jackson sat in the center to keep the peace.

The Dean stormed into his office outraged. “This is unacceptable! I expect more out of my students. I do not tolerate fighting on my campus.

“Someone better start explaining what happened” he grabbed a pen and notepad from his desk.

You started first. “She basically got mad because exposed her for the sinister bitch she is”

“I’m pressing charges” Christina seethed.

“For what? Self Defense? I was protecting myself from your crazy ass” you retaliated.

“Elaborate. Ms. Y/N” the Dean asked ready to write.

“She faked a pregnancy with my ex boyfriend. She got mad when Jaebum found out. Then she attacked me. And in self defense, I came at her” you simply explained.

“That’s a lie” Christina snapped.

“Really? How? If I can recall, you said “If I can’t have him, no one can” you addressed. The Dean’s eyebrows rose immediately.

“What exactly did you mean by those words, Ms. Christina?” he inquired. “Those words are extremely hostile”.

Christina stuttered. “I was just merely stressing, he is mine to start with”. Glaring at you.  

“That is all Ms. Christina. Now for the gentlemen. Do you care to explain the situation?” the Dean asked.

Jackson immediately rose his hand to speak. “Christina have always caused problems for Y/N.” he spoke in your defense.

“Really? How so?” he asked jotting down notes.

“From what I witnessed, Christina is always taunting Y/N. Y/N, is very sweet and nice. She wouldn’t hurt a fly.” Christina snorted in disgust.

“Mhm, Mr. Jaebum do you have anything to say?” the Dean straightened his glasses.

Jaebum looked up and huffed. “Christina attacked first”.

“For a pregnant lady, you shouldn’t be attacking anyone” the Dean suggested.

“SHE’S NOT PREGNANT” all three of you exclaimed.

Christina eyes widen. “She made it up to keep Jaebum in her life and tear us apart” you clarified. Christina smirked as she effortlessly moved her hands underneath her shirt unstrapping her bodysuit. She slipped it off and dropped it on his desk. The Dean gave her the most confused look.

“Alright,That’s enough for one day. I will review my notes and speak with the witnesses. You will have my decision Thursday. You are dismissed”.

You quickly gathered your belongings and stormed out. Jackson quickly following behind. “Everything is going to be ok” he said. You stopped in your steps and faced him. “Is it Jackson?” you continued “Things keep getting worse and worse because of her. I’m sick of it”. You were so angry, you wanted to punch her again, you didn’t care. What else was there left.

“Y/N” Jaebum approached you two. “Can we talk please?”. Jackson narrowed his eyes at Jaebum.“I think she’s been through enough for one day”. You gently placed your hand on Jackson’s shoulder to calm him down. “Jackson, it’s ok”.

“Are you sure?” Jackson cautioned.

“I’m sure” you nodded. “I’ll talk to you later”. You hugged Jackson.

“Don’t forget about Saturday ok?” Jackson reminded.

“I won’t forget. I promise. I’ll come see you fence” you smiled. Jackson smiled and left you two alone.

You turned your attention to Jaebum. “What do you want to talk about?”

“I’m sorry about last night. I shouldn’t have gotten angry with you----” Jaebum apologized.

“You had every right to be angry with me” you cut him off.

“But, I’m grateful you did tell me the truth” he explained. “I shouldn’t have judged you”.

You nodded. “Jaebum, I just want to get this over with. She has caused too many problems for you as well”.

“She has and she needs to be stopped” Jaebum suggested. “How can she be stopped? Unless, she gets caught. I hope the Dean view all the footage” you remained hopeful.

“I know. How about we get our minds off of this. Are you busy tonight?” Jaebum asked politely.

“Besides studying for upcoming finals. No, I haven’t planned anything” you answered.

“Can I take you out on a date tonight?”

“Um, I’m not sure” you hesitated. “I umm..”

“Please Y/N. You won’t regret this” Jaebum smiled. You sighed. “Sure, I guess”. “Great, I will pick you up at 7:00”. You softly smiled as he said good-bye. He looked back at you before he departed. Could this work after all?

You felt your phone buzzed. Your face turned sour as you saw a text message sent from Mark. Message: If you won’t talk to me, I’ll find you.

What the fuck?

You turned around looking in all directions. You had a sudden uneasy feeling he was watching you. Chills traveled through your body. You headed home quickly as possible making sure no one was behind you. You locked the door and closed the blinds. You took a few deep breaths and got ready for your date.

7:00 pm came. A knock came at the door, startled. You looked through the peephole only to see Jaebum holding flowers in his hand. You opened the door softly smiling. “I bought these for you” Jaebum blushed.

“They are very beautiful” you placed them in a vase. Jaebum seated himself on your couch until you were ready. You threw your jacket over your shoulders and walked out the room. Jaebum stood up in awe. “You look gorgeous”. He walked over, placed his hand around your waist to kiss you. You slightly backed away. “Thank you. I’m ready to go” you said. He nodded understanding how you felt about him.

For the rest of the night, Jaebum was very gentleman-like. You weren’t expecting this. What changed?

He took you a high-end restaurant. What was he trying to prove? He never did this before?

The waitress got your drinks and took your orders. She was gorgeous. You were surprised he wasn’t hitting on her or asking for her number. You struggled trying to smile at him.

“You’re uncomfortable” Jaebum noticed. There was no use lying to him. “I am”.

“Why? I just wanted to take you somewhere nice”.

You quickly cut him off. “Why the effort?”

He looked sorrowful. “Because, I want to make it up to you. Especially for everything I put you through. You deserve more and I want to give you more” he continued, “I’m sorry”.

“Jaebum, you didn’t have to do all this” you whispered.

“Yes, I did. Because you’ve been there for me. When I finally realized how much I love you and how much I wanted to give to you. It was too late”. He paused. “While we’re here now, I’m not letting this slip again”.

“Did you say that? or your mom told you to say that?” you joked.

He smiled. “No, but she would be happy if we’re back together”.

You sighed. “I forgive you. But I do have one question?” you paused as the waitress placed your food down in front of you.

“What’s that?” he responded.

“If Christina was pregnant, would you take care of the baby?” you wondered.

“Yes I would. I refuse to be anything like him. I hope you know, I don’t love Christina. I love you. I was obligated to be there for her. And if anything, I would want you to be pregnant” he answered honestly. His dark eyes grew tense. He wasn’t joking. Me, pregnant.

You slowly breathed. “Oh”. He chuckled to himself.

“I think you would make a wonderful dad” you spoke.

“I think you would make a wonderful mom” he smiled.

Those words stirred inside you. Your heat pulsed ever so slightly, you swallowed slowly trying to keep your composure. Jesus, I want him.

You both finished your food and resume casual conversation. You both sat there for hours til it was time to close.

On the drive home, you couldn’t stop smiling. You were happy to be with him again. As he drove, you glanced outside at the side mirror, you couldn’t help but noticed a dark car was driving behind. Each turn Jaebum made, the car followed closely behind. “Jaebum, I think. We’re being followed” you spoke softly.

His eyebrows rose, he glanced at the rearview mirror. The car followed you both at an intersection. Jaebum made a right turn, it did that same. “This is weird, why are we being followed?”.

“I think it’s because of me. Mark has been sending me text messages lately. I’ve never responded back”.

“Do you think that’s him behind us?” Jaebum asked.

“Maybe. We’ve got to lose him” you spoke trying to keep calm.

“If it’s him, he doesn’t know Korea like me” Jaebum drove faster, he took the nearest exit to the highway. “You’ll get home safely, don’t worry”.

The dark car follow pursuit. Traffic was heavy all over. You hoped you can lose him. Jaebum cautiously bobbed and weaved through the traffic. There was an accident ahead, traffic slowed down as cars tried to pass the scene. Jaebum manage to quickly cut in front of the cars to pass through while the dark car was stuck behind. You looked behind.

“Did we lose him?” Jaebum asked.

“I think so. I think the car is stuck behind. If we could drive faster, we could lose him for good” you said. Jaebum speed faster, he wasn’t wasting anytime. “Let’s get you home” he smiled.

As a precaution, Jaebum parked the car a few minutes away from your apartment. “That was close” you felt a sigh of relief. He walked with you. “Are you ok?” he asked. “Yeah, I’m fine” you said.

“Despite what just happened, I had a great time tonight” you smiled. “I’m glad you did”. You opened the door to your apartment. “Do you want to come in and watch a movie with me?” you asked. “I would love to” he smiled.

Jaebum got comfortable on your couch while you got settle in more relaxing clothes. “What movie should we watch?” you asked. “What movies do you have?” he inquired.

“Romance movies: I have About Time, Where the Heart Is, The Notebook, Listen to Your Heart” you suggested. “The Notebook sounds good” he agreed. You started the movie planting yourself next to Jaebum as he wrapped his arms around you underneath a blanket.

As the movie progressed, you both remained silent. The love making scenes made you feel intense. No matter how many times you’ve seen it, you were always surprised. You felt Jaebum pulling you closer, his harden member pressed against your back. You caught him smiling at you. “What are you up to?” you chuckled.

“Nothing, just resting” he whispered in your ear, planting a kiss on your lips. Kissing him was just a reminder how gentle he was. He deepened the kiss as his hand cupped your breast squeezing softly. You moaned into his mouth. You turned around to face him, he wrapped his arm around you. You both passionately kissed each other, Jaebum rolled on top of you making himself comfortable between your legs. He breathed against your neck, sending chills all over. He gently kissed your neck swirling his tongue around. You moaned his name, he continued. You were enjoying yourself and every bit of him.

You took your shirt to let him kiss you down further. He reached your breasts and swirled his tongue around your swollen nipples while his hand massaged one. “Damn, you’re so sexy”. He blew kisses onto your stomach. You felt his hands grasp the sides of your pajama shorts pulling them off. You lifted your hips in the air to help him. He couldn’t stop smiling at you. “What?” you asked smiling.

“Nothing” he smiled back. He threw your shorts off to the side. He spread your legs wide open, he rubbed his thumb smoothly against your pussy lips leaning down to give them kisses. His tongue played in your folds. “Stop teasing me” you squirmed. “Fine” he rolled his eyes. He grabbed his arms around your thighs and pulled you closer into his mouth. He was all over it. He licked and sucked your clit and entrance, you were losing yourself so soon. “Shit” you cursed. It’s been a long time.

Jaebum stopped and took his clothes off. He crawled back on top of you. He was good and hard. “Are you ready?” he asked. “For?” you questioned. He slid inside you with such ease. He immediately slammed his hips into you hard, it caught you off guard. You felt his entire length inside of you, he was engulfed in your pulsing warmth. You pulled him closer for him to continue. You cried out in pleasure and couldn’t stop saying his name. Your body rocked with his. Jaebum’s kisses were demanding. “Ah fuck Y/N” he cursed. “Turn around”. You turned around with your back facing him and your stomach to the couch. He slid his wet-soaked girth inside of you, you exclaimed in surprise. His whole weight on top of you, your body pinned to the couch. He snapped his hips into you. All you could hear were skin smacking and juices flowing out of you. You felt his hand grab around your neck. The grunts and moans Jaebum made in your ear made you wetter. “Who’s pussy is this?!” he demanded. “Yours” you moaned. “Louder!” he growled smacking your ass. “YOURS” you screamed. “I love you baby girl” he moaned in your ear. “I love you too” you whimpered as he kept pounding. He turned you back around onto your back and placed your legs over his shoulders for a better angle. Your tight walls were being tugged on, the friction was immense. Drowning in each other’s sex, you both realized you needed one another. You were just for him as he was just for you. You held onto him with dear life, your nails slightly scratched his back. You felt yourself slipping away in euphoria getting higher by the second.

You managed to gasp, “Jaebum, I can’t hold on any longer.”

“Then don’t” he whispered in your ear. “Cum for me” he huffed pounding harder.

You couldn’t hold it in. You came hard crying out in pleasure. Your body went limp, your juices gushed over his cock, yet he kept thrusting forward using your nectar as lube. Your legs violently shook from the tremendous orgasm. You didn’t know if you could keep going with Jaebum.

He started to slow down, Jaebum was close. “Get on your knees” he said. You got to your knees and opened your mouth. He pumped himself a couple times. He filled your mouth full of cum. You gladly swallowed and sucked him off. You buried his cock in your mouth, deep throat. Your mouth was just as warm as your pussy. When he finished cumming, you continued to suck him for all his worth. “Baby girl” he whispered as his knees buckled. He collapsed back on the couch. You got on the couch and laid next to him in the blanket. He wrapped you in his arms and kissed your forehead. There was nothing to be said. Everything you felt, he felt too. It was a comfortable silence. You both happily gave yourselves to one another. You both fell soundly asleep in each other’s arms.

The next morning, you found yourself in bed. You reached out for Jaebum, only to find a small note he left behind.

Note Read: Going to get breakfast. Not enough food in the frig.

Yeah, not enough food for you. You dino mouth headass.

You strolled out your room in a robe. You stretched your way into the kitchen and peeped the food that was inside the refrigerator.

Your heard your door unlocking. You grabbed the nearest saucer pan in your hand. Who the fuck has the keys to my apartment?

You heard footsteps approached the kitchen. You swung hard. Jaebum shouted ducking just in time.

“What the hell?!” he cursed.

“Omg, Jaebum. It's just you, thank God" you breathed placing your hand on your chest.

“You could have killed me" Jaebum stressed. “Didn't I tell you in the note I took your keys?”

“No" you shook your head.

“Oh, I guess I deserved it then.”

He placed the containers of food on the coffee table. “You won't believe who I ran into” Jaebum said. “Who?” you asked.

“I ran into our friend Bambam" he smiled.

“How is he? I haven't seen or spoken with him since he's broke up with Christina”.

“He seems like he's doing good, he has class with her this semester and he's worried about you".

“I told him that we'll meet him and his girlfriend at the fencing match this Saturday”.

You smiled. “Sounds like a plan.”

You took a container filled with kimbap and plopped down on the couch.

“How much food did you order?” you wondered. “Enough for us" he smiled. “You mean enough for you" you corrected him.

“Yes" he laughed.

“And just how much food do you plan on eating?” you asked.

“Enough of it" he answered, already stuffing his face.“Do you have class today?” he asked with his mouth full. “No, but I need to study for finals.” you answered.

“I need to leave in a few, I have class at 1” Jaebum sighed. He glanced over at you and asked “Are you ready for the meeting with the Dean tomorrow?”

You shook your head. “No".

“Why?” Jaebum inquired.

“Because I feel like he's going to choose her over my argument even with the footage” you huffed.

“Come on, don't say that. Everything will work out I promise. Don't worry.” He pulled you over holding you in his arms planting a forehead kiss. “Christina will get what's coming to her.”

You nodded your head in agreement.

“Ok. I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow at the Dean's Office. I promised mom I would help her with the house and garden. Call me if you need me ok?”

“I will" you smiled. You kissed each other goodbye.

You spent the rest of the day studying and cleaning. Jaebum texted you periodically to check on you. You continued to eat the food Jaebum left behind.

Thursday came, you headed over to the Dean's Office. You saw Jaebum and Jackson were already there. Christina made it just in time. She came in with sweat on her face like she's been exercising. Her shirt was on inside out and her hair was rough around the edges. She came in and sat down on the chair. The Dean entered the room with a folder in his hand.

“Welcome back everyone. Great to see you" the Dean greeted.

“I have reviewed all evidence and seen all the footage I need to see. I have came to my conclusion about the incident. My decision is final and these consequences are fair.

“Starting with you, Ms. Y/N.” You swallowed hard, your heart felt dropped into your stomach. You were afraid he's going to give the worst punishment to you and let Christina have her way.

“I reviewed your case and what you did was an act of self defense. However, you could have stopped fighting her. You continued”.

You breathed. Just get on with it. “Ms. Y/N, I am going to let you off with a warning. Ok?”

“Yes sir". You were actually happy, you sighed in relief. “As for you gentlemen, there is no punishment.”

The Dean turned his direction to Christina. “As for you, since you started the fight lunging for Ms. Y/N’s throat”. I will be placing you under a restraining order. You are not to come 20 yards near her or in her sight. Do I make myself clear?” the spoke in a very stern voice.

“Yes sir” Christina understood glaring at you in angry.

“I will be placing you in an anger management class next Monday at 9am” he added.

“If you miss your class assigned to you. You will be placed on automatic probation until it is fulfilled”. If you are caught doing anything that is not abiding our school laws and rules. It will be an automatic expulsion and you will be removed off campus and sent home. Am I understood?”

“Yes sir” Christina voice cracked. “Good, that is it for today. Have a good day" he said typing all the information into his laptop.

You all left his office. Christina stomped past you and mouthed “You both will pay for this". You walked up to her. “No we won't. But you will. What goes around comes around bitch" you seethed back. Christina face turned red, she stomped off. Jackson and Jaebum stood at your side. “Well that went better than I thought” you smiled.

“It did. I was worried” Jackson smiled. Jackson looked down at his phone starting to walk off. “I have to get going I have practice til Saturday. I'll see you guys there”.  

Jaebum put his arm around your shoulders. “Didn't I tell you everything will work out?”

“You did, but it took him long enough to say it" you laughed.

Jaebum phone vibrated. He saw the text from his mom. “I have to go again. My mom needs me again" he sighed. “Hey, go help your mom. I'll be fine. How long will you be gone?” you asked.

“I'm not sure. The A/C broke in the house and animals got in the garden” he said. “Oh no, I'm sorry" you apologized. “She needs you".

“I'll talk to you later. I love you" He smirked. “Oh you do?”

You tap on his cheek as a miniature slap. “Ow” he laughed“Yes. I do and don't question it." You kissed him goodbye. You went back to your apartment. Just like you assumed the food was about to gone as you ate for leftovers and studied.

You texted Jaebum.

You: Im eating all the food you left behind. Don't get mad when its gone.

Jaebum: Don't eat all the food. Save me some chicken. 😭

You: 😈

Jaebum: 😔😔😔

You: I'm just kidding babe. 😂 I'll save you some. Are you still at your mom’s house?

Jaebum: That's my girl. 😍 and Yes, I'm still here. I'll text you later. Love you.

You continued to study, until you fell asleep. You woke up and saw it was 2am. You looked at your phone. 3 missed calls from Jaebum and 3 text messages from him. You texted back saying you fell asleep. You figured he was asleep by now. You made your way to the bedroom and was out for the night.

Friday was no different. You went to class and study. Later that afternoon, you went to the library to study.  For hours you stared aimlessly at your textbooks, rewriting notes, working on practice problems. Your brain was fried. You haven’t heard from Jaebum in hours. You decided to text him.

You: Hey babe, are you busy?

Jaebum: Actually I’m headed over to your house. I was going to surprise you. Where are you exactly?

You: I’m at the library. Change of scenery. I’ll meet you at my place.

Jaebum: Ok, see you there.

You gathered your belongings and swung your backpack on your shoulder. You looked out the window and saw it was dark already. Your apartment was 15 minutes away from the library.

Your phone vibrated at you left the building. You assumed it was Jaebum had texted you. The campus lights flickered on after you walked past each one. You weren’t surprised that there wasn’t many students on campus. It is Friday night.

As you walked you couldn’t help but feel an irry chill all over. You looked behind you, no one was there. Your fingers tapped lightly on the keyboard of your phone texting Jaebum, you were on your way. You suddenly heard gentle footsteps from across the street. They were walking the same pace as you. You couldn’t quite see them, they were wearing a large dark hoodie with a red cross on the right sleeve along with face and a black baseball cap. The hidden figure eventually crossed the street walking behind you yet still keeping their distance. I need to get the fuck out of here. You arrived at a busy intersection on the edge of campus. You managed to sneak within the crowd of people and kept your head ducked. You looked back, they were nowhere to be seen. Frightened, you ran the remainder of the way. Jaebum stood outside of your apartment, you ran into his arms terrified.

“What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost" he smirked. You breathed trying to keep your nerves together. You were scared. JB smirk turned into a scowl. “Y/N, what is it?! What happened?” he grabbed your shoulders.

“I was being followed and I don't know if I still am" you answered. Jaebum looks around and pier back at you. He whispered “Go in your apartment and pack your things, you're staying with me tonight". You fumbled with your keys because your hands kept shaking. He grabbed them and kissed your forehead, he pulled you in an embrace.

“I just want to go home.”

“I know, and your home is going to be with me for a awhile" he kissed your forehead again. “Everything will be alright" he reassured. “I'll stand outside and keep watch.” You hurried up the steps to your apartment and pack your belongings. Jaebum stood at the edge of the steps. Upon locking your door, Jaebum asks “Ready? Do you have everything?”. “Yes" you nodded.

“Let's go".

Jaebum could tell you were beyond spooked. You stared out of the car window. “Do you think it was Mark? Or Christina?” Jaebum asked. “I don't know. I couldn't see their face” you said. “If I find out who that son of bitch was that followed you. I swear to God….” he extended his chin in anger. “What were they wearing? Do you remember anything?” he stressed.

“Just a dark hoodie with a large red cross on the right sleeve, a face mask, and a black baseball cap. They were following me from across the street and they crossed over to my side and kept following me until I reached the intersection. I just wanted to be somewhere safe that's all I cared about” you huffed.

“I know” he said gently squeezing your thigh.

You arrived at his place still startled. When you finally settled Jaebum handed you stiff drink of whiskey. “Trust me, you’ll need it”. You swallowed all of it, it was smooth. But burned like hell going down. You coughed a bit. Jaebum laughed at you. “Take it easy” he smiled “You didn’t have to drink it all down.”

“I know, but I figured it would help” you stared into the shot glass. “Are you warm?” you asked stripping your jacket off you.

“Oh, that’s the whiskey. I’ll turn the A/C up a bit” he said. His phone vibrated.

“Oh, it’s mom. Hold on” he took the call in the kitchen.

“Hi Ma.” “Yea, Y/N was being followed earlier. So she’s staying with me for a while-.” “-Yeah, she’s fine. A bit spooked. But fine.” “-I’ll call you later.”-”Bye.”

He came out the kitchen. “It’s getting late, did you eat yet?” he asked. “No” you shook your head. He turned the tv on and went into the kitchen to cook dinner.

You sat there watching tv, you heard Jaebum making a lot of commotion. “Are you ok?” you asked. “Yeah, I’m fine” he said. You smelled food a while later. Jaebum came out the kitchen handing you a bowl of kimchi fried rice.

“Smells good” you smiled. He grabbed himself a bowl and sat next to you. You took several bites, you were in love. You kept moaning. “Is it that good?” he asked raising his eyebrows. You kept moaning. “I am really hungry.” “I love it when you make that sound” he teased. “I bet you do” you flirted back.

Your phone vibrated on the table.

You saw it was text message from Mark again: Will you ever let me talk to you? Why won’t you talk to me?

You replied back: I have nothing to say to you. You shook your head in frustration. I’m so tired of this. I just want this to be over. Why can’t he get through his thick skull?

“Who is it babe” Jaebum asked.

“Nothing, just a wrong number” you lied. You looked at the clock, it was getting late.

“I’m tired, I’m gonna get ready for bed” you headed for the bedroom.

“I’ll be there in a minute, I’m gonna wash the dishes.”

You entered the bedroom stripping your clothes off, you head to the bathroom and ran hot water for a shower. Afterwards, you crawled into bed, the soft comforter embrace you into a deep sleep. Moments later, you felt Jaebum crawl behind you, he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer to him. He kissed your cheek. “I’ll always protect you”. “I know” you smiled. You kissed him and  you both fell soundly asleep.

The next morning, you both got ready for the fencing competition. You were excited see Bambam again. On the car ride there, “Any messages from Mark?” Jaebum asked. You glanced at your phone. No messages. “No” you said. When you arrived to the stadium, you spotted Bambam from afar. “Bambam!” you shouted happily. Bambam waves happily towards you, with his girlfriend close to his side. They were dressed in couple clothes, they looked cute together.

“I’m sorry, I haven’t spoken to you in so long” you apologized.

“Don’t be sorry, I’ve been busy with my girl anyway. This is Mina” he said pulling his girl to his side. You politely introduce yourself. You were happy Bambam finally found someone.

“Great to see you Bambam” Jaebum said. “Hyung, I’m happy Y/N hasn’t kicked your ass yet” Bambam laughed.

“Trust there are times where I wanted to” you spoke.

“We should get seated, the match is about to start” Mina spoke. All four of you managed to grab seats before the crowd settled in the stadium. You spotted Jackson at the bottom chatting to his teammates, he looked confident in himself.

You never quite understood fencing but you hoped your school’s team would win this competition. It was very intense. There was complete silence. The crowd only roared when a point was earned by your school.

It was Jackson’s turn to duel. “GO JACKSON” you cheered loudly waving your hands in the air. Jackson smiled widely and waved back to you.

He placed his head into his mask and held his saber at his side. He was ready. The match began. Jackson made the first move, he attacked. He pivoted back and forth. He opponent attacked coming close to gaining a point. Jackson was able to execute a circle parry and immediately struck him. One point gained.

The crowd cheered. The match continued for the next two minutes. Jackson won by a landfall. Each fencer on the team for your school gained points, easily winning the competition. You felt sorry for the other teams because their fear of angry coaches.

“Let’s go see him before, before he leaves” you said as you got out the seat.

“Y/N, there’s something I need to tell you about Christina” Bambam said. “What happened to Christina?” you asked. “You won’t believe this. I share a class with her…..” he started. “-She got caught sleeping with our teacher.”

“She got caught having sex with your teacher?” you gawked. “I’m not surprised” Jaebum spoke “She would do something like that.”

“Rumor has it, she was sleeping with him in exchange for grades” Bambam said. “The teacher is being reviewed by the Board but I don’t know what’s the news on Christina” he further explained.

“When did all this happened?” you asked.

“Yesterday actually.” Bambam answered.

“I was too busy studying for finals” you said. The crowd was leaving the stadium. You spotted Jackson from afar out in the lobby. “Jackson!” you shouted. Jackson was walking with his parents by his side. He ran over to you and embraced you in a bear hug. He pulled away and smiled. He saw Jaebum looming over you. “Oh, sorry. That’s not what I meant to do” Jackson backed away. “It’s alright, we’re cool” Jaebum patted his back.

“Jackson, you were amazing” you said. “Jackson, man. You handled that” Bambam dabbed at him. Jackson dabbed in response. “You two know each other?” you wondered. “Yeah, we have class together” Jackson answered.

“Wow, it is a small world” Jaebum said.

You heard distant shouting coming from the other end of the lobby. “Mark stop!!!!” you heard someone shout his name. Mark ran towards you guys. His face was pure red. “MARK NO.” you heard Christina shout behind. Mark full on punched Jaebum square in the face. “That’s for Christina”.

Jaebum doubled backed on the floor. Christina tried to block Mark’s way. “Move Christina, I’ll handle this” Mark seethed. Mark pushed her out the way. Jaebum got up and punch him back, Mark nose was dripping blood. “Stop leave him alone” with all your strength you tried to grab Mark away from Jaebum. Mark turned his attention to you. “I’ve been trying to talk to you for weeks!” Mark shouted.

“I don’t want to talk to you” you retaliated. “It was always him wasn’t? You can’t stay away from him, can you?!” he raised his voice.

You simply answered. “No. I loved you until I found out what kind of person you are.” Mark walked approached you further.

“Hey, get away from her now” Jaebum spoke wiping the blood from his mouth. “Or what? Afraid I’m gonna steal her away from you?” Mark tried to boast. You couldn’t help but noticed his hoodie. It had a familiar large red cross on his right sleeve. “SO IT WAS YOU. YOU FOLLOWED ME LAST NIGHT. WASN’T IT?”

Mark stopped in his tracks. “Y/N, it’s not what you think. I’ve been trying to reach you for the longest time and you never answered back. “SO THAT GIVES YOU THE RIGHT TO STALK ME” you yelled. “So it was you great, all the more reason to kick your ass” Jaebum stepped to him.

In those words, Mark and Jaebum attacked each other. Christina didn’t know what to do. Jaebum’s phone fell to the floor, vibrating. It was his mom. You quickly answered without giving her time to greet. “I need you over here at the stadium. Jaebum and Mark are fighting.”

“I’m on my way now.” his mom said sternly.

Bambam and Jackson were trying their hardest to pull them apart. Not even the grace of God could. Mark and Jaebum were throwing blows after blows. You saw from the corner of your eye, Mark’s parents ran over to help. Mark’s dad froze in horror when saw Jaebum. Jaebum didn’t notice he was too busy fighting Mark.

Where the fuck is security when you actually need them?

“She told me you fucking raped her. You’re gonna pay for it!” Mark hollered.

“RAPE HER! SHE’S LYING TO YOU!” you screamed at Mark.

“I’m not talking about last night. She’s pregnant with his child. Own up to it” Mark aimed for Jaebum again.

“I WOULDN’T GO AN INCH NEAR HER” Jaebum yelled. “She’s lying like always.” Mark punched him again.

“STTTOOOOPPPPP” Jaebum’s mother screamed. “Get away from my son.” She ran to his side and help Jaebum up.

Raymond couldn’t believe his eyes. His lover and his son. He stood there in shock.

Jaebum’s mother spots him next to his wife. She walks up to them. “Hello Raymond”.

His mouth was gaped open, he couldn’t utter any words. He finally mustered the courage to say “Hello”.

Mrs. Tuan asked “Do you know her?”. Raymond simply replied “Yes, we used to date until she became pregnant.”

Jaebum’s mother slaps him across the face. “You should be ashamed of yourself.” Jaebum’s mother stared at him pointing at Mark and Jaebum. “You need to tell them the truth”.

Mrs. Tuan face grew worrisome. “Raymond, what is she talking about?” her voice cracked. Mark clench his chin in frustration. “Dad, what is she talking about?”.

Raymond swallowed hard. “Does it matter?”

“RAYMOND TUAN, TELL THEM THE TRUTH NOW. THEY DESERVE TO KNOW. OR SO HELP ME GOD”.

Raymond slide past her to speak with Mark but only glared back at Jaebum.

“Son, there is something. I have to tell you” he began. Raymond swallowed hard again. He walked towards Jaebum meeting him face to face.

“So you’re Raymond, I take it?” Jaebum huffed. “Yes” he answered.

Mark confused as fuck. “What the hell is going on?”

“Jaebum is your half brother, son.” Raymond admitted.

Mark’s mother gasped in shock. “Raymond, how could you?”.

“This was long before we met honey.” Raymond place his hand on Jaebum’s shoulder. “I’m sorry for everything.”

Jaebum swiped his hand off his shoulders. “I don’t need your pity. What you did was shit. I didn’t need you then and I sure as hell don’t need you now.”

“I deserve that” Raymond nodded.

“So we’re brothers?” Mark perplexed. “Were you ever going to tell me?” Raymond grew quiet.

“No, he wasn’t” you answered for him.

Mark turned to you. “So you knew this whole damn time?”

“Yes” you responded quietly. “I found a letter upstairs in the boxes when I was searching for your baby photos”.

“Is that why you were acting weird in LA?” Mark questioned.

“Yes, part of it” you responded again. “Mark, I should have told you but it wasn’t my place.” you explained. Mark balled his fist in anger and clenched his jaws. He grew so quiet. “No, it’s my fault. I should have told you” Raymond confessed. “Don’t blame Y/N for my mistake”. Mark kept quiet.

“Mark please say something” you pleaded.

“I can’t believe this. I need to get out of here” Mark said. He walked away in complete silence. Everyone remained silent. No one bothered to follow him.

Everyone stared at each other. 

Mark’s mother in tears managed to say. 

“Mark needs you Y/N”. 

“My son needs you”. 

Thank you everyone for reading and waiting patiently. I hope you guys enjoyed Part 7. We greatly appreciate it!!!! :)

[bambikisss]

XOX, Cupid { PART 1 }

JACKSON WANG X PERFORMER!READER

-> In which you and Jackson decide to show expose your relationship during a duet performance in head in the clouds with Jackson.

A/N: This will be a two-part imagine, your stage name is Cupid btw

SMUT WARNINGS: Unprotected sexy time, slight spit play, ass slapping (heh)

PART ONE - ONE DAY BEFORE HEAD IN THE CLOUDS

"Headling our Head In the Cloud's concert is Cupid!"

Social media buzzed when the 88 Rising's Twitter news came out. You had been on a slight hiatus due to an injury but you had just gotten the green light to perform again.

What better stage than this one?

You laid back on your bed as the positive comments flooded your screen as you scrolled, a smile coming onto your face. Your fans were always so loving and sometimes when you felt sad you would go on Instagram live just to talk to them.

Before you could click on a video posted by a fan of their reaction to the announcement, Jackson called to facetime you, making you jump and almost drop the phone.

He always seemed to scare you when he called you.

You accepted his facetime call, placing your hand on your heart as you yelled at him for scaring you, your boyfriend of 4 years laughing from the other side. "I'm sorry baby. Should I text you a warning everytime before I call you?" He asked, a smirk on his face as he watched you pout, rolling your eyes before smiling back at him. "I heard about you headlining Head in the Clouds. Congratulations baby." You placed the phone down onto the nightstand as you fell back against the bed again, sighing against the cold sheets. "I'm actually a bit nervous. I just want to perform well, you know? This is the first time I'll be seen performing since my injury." Even though you had only rolled your ankle, it seemed like everyone in the world thought that you had died. To make matters worst, you had then caught covid so your return was pushed back. You often wondered if the fans would still be as loud as when you had your last concert, or if they would be as happy to see you as you were to see them. It was all you could think about when you rehearsed or even just laid in your bed. Jackson would sometimes help, though, even though he was often someone far away from you. He'd facetime call you frequently and watch your dance rehearsals, providing pointers and feedback as if he was an audience member. You trusted him to tell you when your performance looked sloppy. He was your right-hand man- your lover.

Speaking of your lover, he was silent making you sit up, laughing softly as he had his eyes trained on your legs that were in perfect view of the camera. He had always had a thing for your legs, especially your thighs as you had a small pink heart tattoo on both of them that he loved to kiss and bite while he teased you. He thought you were a goddess that came down to earth just to drive him crazy. You cleared your throat, flipping yourself so you were facing him, your head resting on your hands as you raised an eyebrow to your man, who rubbed the back of his neck, his cheeks heating up from being caught checking your legs out. "I was listening I swear," he promised, holding his hands up in defense. You laughed, telling him it was alright and that you loved it when he only looked at you. He mirrored you on his hotel bed, a smile on his lips as he admired you, the two of you just staring at one another in silence before you broke the comfortable silence as you remembered something. "My stylist sent over one of my performance outfits and I have to try it on. Do you wanna see?" His eyes lit up, ushering for you to go and quickly change into it. He was excited to not only see more of your beautiful body but to see you get excited when you put it on.

You ripped open the package marked with the number one, gasping as the soft pink outfit fell from the bag. You placed it onto the bed, forgetting Jackson was still on the phone with you as you stripped down to nothing but your underwear, giggling when you heard Jackson sigh dreamily from staring at your backside. You put the dress on, turning to face Jackson as you looked up into the mirror you had on your dresser near the bed, your eyes widening as you jumped up and down, giggling happily. When you asked for Jackson's input, he smiled before looking you up and down carefully again, making your cheeks feel hot under his gaze. "I love it but I'd wear some safety shorts with it if you have choreography in your first set." You nodded, shaking your hips as you watched the skirt move, understanding what he meant. "I mean, or you can just leave the dress for when I see you during the festival and we can put it to good use later that night." You raised an eyebrow as you met Jackson's gaze, his eyes trained on your legs. You knew there was no point in redirecting his eyes, your hands teasingly pulling up the sides of the skirt, Jackson's breath hitching as he watched more skin slowly get more exposed before his manager knocked on his bedroom door, halting you from moving up anymore making him groan. "I'll let you go deal with that, baby" you smiled, leaning down to blow a kiss to your boyfriend, making him roll his eyes before blowing a kiss back, waving as he said goodbye before ending the call.

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''Again''

You sighed as you retied your shoes, sighing as the hot California sun beat down on you and your dancer. You had been through all three sets and even had gone through all of the outfit changes but your performance manager thought it didn't look good enough. Besides Jackson's opinions, you trusted his as well. You stood up, sighing as you fixed your mic pack before walking back with your dancers to the performance starting point, breathing heavily. "Wait!" You turned to see Jackson running with a water bottle in his hand to you, making you smile. Your performance manager sighed as he called a water break, letting your dancers walk off to grab their own waters as you kissed Jackson's cheek as a thank you for saving you from dancing for the tenth time. He kept his arm around you as you drank, walking with you around the stage as he critiqued your past performances in the rehearsal, nodding along. "I do have one more critic about the outfits though," you turned to face him, Jackson's hands moving to your waist as he pulled you close, his lips moving to hover over your ear as he spoke. "That first pink looks too good for a performance." You raised an eyebrow, your hands resting on his shoulders as you asked what he meant, being met with a dark chuckle. "I wanna fuck you in that dress, baby." Your eyes widened as you stepped back to hit his chest, Jackson winking as he laughed, walking back with you to the main stage to meet with your dancers, his eyes staring at your body as you walked up to meet them. You handed him the water bottle, ushering him off the stage as your introduction music started back up, showing that rehearsals were back on.

You did make sure the last run-through to apply Jackson's comments, being met with a hug and kiss from him as soon as you got off of the stage, his hand dangerously close to your ass as he kissed your cheek, leading you back to your dressing room, which was down the hall from his. As you reached for your door to change, he stopped you. He would usually push you into the as soon as you clicked the door open to watch you change and maybe eat you out, but he had to do his own rehearsal so he held back. He held up a black card, handing it to you as he smiled at you, winking before he walked off with his dancers, leaving you not only confused but slightly horny as you were looking forward to being eaten due to the looks he gave you when he watched you perform and the way his voice had deepened. You looked down at the card, noticing it was a keycard holder with a small note on it. "I've taken the pleasure of booking our hotel room for us. The minute I come in that room, we're eating dinner, then I'm eating you out baby. Have fun while I'm gone and relax~"

You smiled as you gathered your things and went to the hotel, taking a shower and then changed into a robe. You had just sat down to do your makeup when he arrived. He smiled as he leaned down to kiss your cheek, groaning at the scent of the body wash you used. His hands moved up and down your arms as his lips moved down your cheek to your neck, his gaze moving to the mirror as he watched you throw your head back as he sucked and kissed on your sweet spot, his gaze darkening as he gripped your arms, your soft groan becoming music to his ears as he kissed back to your cheek, pulling himself away as he walked to grab his suit and underwear, winking at you as he made his way into the bathroom. You giggled softly, enjoying the lingering scent that Jackson left on the robe as you finished your hair and makeup, then changed into Jackson's favorite black dress, smiling as you put your robe back on. You finished putting the finishing touches on your look when Jackson emerged from the bathroom, his black suit making you want to rip it off of him and just let him have his way with you all night, but you held back. Jackson walked over to help the room service men bring in the dinner he ordered, tipping them extra to place a "do not disturb" sign on the door before closing the door. You stood up to go through the food items he ordered, turning when Jackson cleared his throat. He had connected his phone to the room's speaker and played some romantic music as he dimmed the lights slightly, his gaze moving over your body. You mirrored his smile, your eyes filled with love as he made his way over to you, his hand moving to cup your cheek, kissing you with so much love. No matter how much lust was in the room, he always made sure to show you how much he loved you. He would have you dress up at your shared home to just eat dinner with you or take you out to restaurants, reserving a private room so it would just be you two and shower you with gifts and roses. He would do little things too, like writing songs just for you, singing them to you whenever you felt sad, or just making breakfast for you before he left for the studio. It was his main goal to show you how much he loved you and in return, you gave him all of you.

"So, are you really going to enjoy our dinner in a bathrobe?" Jackson asked, kissing the bridge of your nose as you giggled, pushing him back slightly so he could watch you slowly remove the robe to show the dress. His eyes widened as he stared at the dress he had bought you and deemed it his favorite dress for you to wear, which you both only reserved for special nights.

"For my magic man," you smiled softly, Jackson holding your hand as he pulled you close, kissing you softly as his hands moved down your body slowly, his forehead moving to rest against yours. "For my Cupid."He whispered, his lips moving to kiss yours again as his hands made contact with your ass, moving to squeeze it in his hands as the kiss turned sloppy, Jackson and you obviously forgetting about the dinner that was hot and ready for the two of you. His lips moved down to kiss and bite along your neck as he picked you up, taking you over to the large bed, your back hitting the sheets as he left marks moving along your neck. You arched up to meet his chest, your hands moving into his hair as you licked your lips, gasping as he bit down on your neck, his name escaping your lips breathlessly. "Yes baby, say my name just like that." he groaned, biting down again as you breathlessly said his name, closing your eyes as he quickly pressed his lips against yours again, your tongues moving together. You both reached for each other's clothes, craving to touch one another as you both carelessly ripped off the clothing, tossing it to land on the floor as you both continued to moan and groan into each other's mouths. He bit your bottom lip, ushering you to move up to the headboard as he followed behind you. As your upper back rested against the headboard, Jackson's lips pounced back onto yours, much slower and loving this time as one of his hands moved to carefully separate your legs apart, his finger moving up and down your wet slit making Jackson groan and you sigh into the kiss. "Love my baby so much. Let's me do whatever I want to her because I love her." it sounded like he wasn't speaking to you, kissing down your body as his finger gathered your wetness. He was so drunk off of you, only having one thing on his mind in the moment. "Gonna make my baby cum so hard for me. Gonna make her feel so loved because I love her. Because she's my cupid. My baby," he groaned against your thigh, kissing your pink heart tattoo before bitting and licking slowly as he moved down your leg, placing your legs onto his shoulders as he laid down on his stomach, his tongue immediately diving into you. He groaned at your taste as he licked and sucked, your back arching as you moaned loudly, your hands moving to grab his hair, your hips trying to move against his tongue but his hand pressed you down, your lover moving faster as the lewd sounds of him licking your pussy filled the room. He looked up at you to meet your eyes, his free hand moving to gently grip your jaw to make you look down at him as he began to fuck you with his tongue, his grip on your cheek getting tighter if you tried to look away. He loved having you watch him when he did anything to your body, rutting his hips into the sheets as he watched every eye roll, every groan, every curse word leave your beautiful body.

"Fuck baby. Hold on," Jackson moved to switch the two of you, having you get onto his face as his hands gripped your hips to have you immediately ride and move against his tongue. You gripped the headboard as you moved with his instruction, tossing your head back and then forward as you met his eyes again. "Fuck baby, don't stop, please, so fuking close" you moaned incoherently, babbling as you felt yourself approach your much-wanted organism, Jackson moving faster as he told you to cum on him, his hands moving to slap and grip your ass, ushering you to cum all over his lips and bottom half of his face. You were glad your hotel room wasn't around anyone else as you screamed his name, your hips and legs shaking around his head as you came, your hands gripping his hair to keep him against you as you rode out your organism, whining as he picked you up, carefully laying you down against the pillows as he kissed around your body, waiting for you to calm down. You felt like you could fall asleep happy and satisfied until you saw Jackson rest both of his hands on the headboard above you, watching as your chest rose and fell, your eyes training to look first at the wet lower half of his face, then trailed down to look at his hard cock, which was covered in precum. Noticing that you've calmed down, he leaned down to connect your lips with his, letting you taste yourself on his lips and tongue, one hand moving to pump himself a few times before he angled himself to push into you, using your wetness to wet his dick.

"You taste that, princess? Guess who made this mess on my fucking face with her good fucking pussy?" he asked, not waiting for an answer as he pushed the tip in, smirking as you wiggled around, begging for him to move in you, only for him to press you down, keeping you still. "Guess who's going to make another mess on my fat dick? You are." He shook his head as he moved both hands back up to the headboard, looking down at you as he motioned for you to open your mouth, Jackson gathering spit in his mouth before spitting down into your mouth and then telling you to close your mouth. "Naughty girl."

He pushed in before you could say anything else, your back arching as he fully sheathed himself in you, groaning as you tightened around him. You dug your nails into his back as he moved his hips pounding into you, groaning as you moaned loudly, opening your legs more so he could move in deeper. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, your nails digging down his back as the sound of your moans and the sound of him pounding into you filled the room. Jackson watched you as he rolled his hips, grabbing your breasts as he watched you become breathless, leaning down to lick and suck on the neglected nipple, switching to the other one as you moaned, one hand moving to his hair as he pulled out, flipping you over to have you move to your hands and knees. He came closer, his hand moving to put your hair into a ponytail, Jackson rubbing his dick up and down your slit before pushing back in roughly, Jackson throwing his head back as he groaned, kissing along your back as you moved your ass backward to meet his hips, your hands moving to grip the sheets as he looked down to watch, spitting onto your ass cheek before she slapped it. "There we go, baby. Ride my dick for my cum. Throw it back, baby." His hands gripped harder on your hair, your moans becoming louder as you leaned your body down so your ass was up, your eyes meeting Jackson's as you turned your head back to make eye contact with him, your face contouring as you felt your end rushing closer, Jackson reading your face as he pulled you up with your hair so your back met his chest, his hand moving to your throat as he licked and kissed your neck. "Cum, princess, cum all over my fat fucking dick so I can fill you up with mine,"he groaned into your ear, one of his hands sneaking down to play with your clit as you came, your nails digging into his lower back as you toss your head back, his lips moving to bite and suck on your more exposed neck. He held your limp body as he moved faster, letting your body fall forward to rest against the pillows as his hips moved faster, his eyes trained on your ass as he began mumbling to himself, obviously near his own organism as he groaned. "Gonna fill up my baby so good. Let me fill you up and show you how much I love you," he licked his lips, his hips studdering as he came, his hands coming into contact to smack and grip your ass.

He rest his hands on your ass, catching his breath as he looked down at you, kissing along your shoulders and down your back, massaging you as he ran his hands up and down your body, kissing your cheek. You rolled over as he pulled out, your arms wrapping around his neck as you brought him down for a kiss, running your hands through his hair as he calmed down, laying his body down next to yours. "How you feeling, baby?" you asked him, gigging as you flipped over to kiss his cheek repeatedly, Jackson smiling as his fingers moved up and down your spine. "Amazing. I missed that baby." he whispered, kissing you softly before he got out of the bed, moving to go grab a towel to clean you up, then handed you one of his shirts to put on as he put on his underwear. He held out his hand to her, leading you to the table as he uncovered the food, which thankfully wasn't too cold. He handed you the sushi as he went to heat up the rest of the food, you eating happily. He joined you soon after, holding your hand as he ate, smiling softly. "I'm excited to see you perform tomorrow. You actually go on after me, so I'll make sure to stand on standby to watch my cupid tear up the stage." You winked at him, Jackson moving his chair closer to yours as he took one of the sushi off your plate. "I just hope everything goes well tomorrow. This is my first time performing again." you felt some worry fill you up again as he rubbed your arm, offering some kind words. "I know it's scary but think about everyone who is ready to see you. Think of all of those fans who waited so long to see you perform and now they can," He kissed your hand as he pulled you close to his body, letting you rest on his shoulder. "If anything, think about me. I'll be cheering you on," he chuckled, kissing your forehead. You nodded as you relished in his body warmth, feeling all of the anxiety fade away.

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"We have a major problem!"

You turned around with your dancer, anxiety shooting through your body as your manager rushed over to you, Jackson following.

"Your duet partner that was supposed to sing with you during the third and final set isn't coming."

[yiensaintlaurent]

00 | the other side - mark tuan

pairing: mark tuan x reader

genre: angst, smut, idol! got7, idol! reader

warnings: cursing, explicit sex, takes place in present time with minor flashbacks

summary: mark knew it was game over the minute he saw you. despite being apart from each other for so long, no amount of practice in front of the mirror would've prepared him for the way his heart dropped the moment he saw you walk in. he'd forgotten about the hold you had on him, you; the love of his life, the one that got away.

character preface

mark tuan :

male

age: 29

birthday: september 4, 1993

currently living in arcadia, la county, california, u.s.a

y/n:

female

age: 25

birthday: september 15, 1997

currently living in seoul, south korea

originally from new york city; part time in los angeles

all got7 member info is in present time.

let me know if i should post ch. 01 :)

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disclaimer:

slight or recurring mentions of other idols, groups, familiar names.

despite it taking place in present time, with real time events, this story the plot and scenarios are 100% made up

[melikeygot7]

DRABBLE FOR LIM JAEBEOM:

(NSFW below, minors please do not read, i am not responsible for your media consumption nor do i condone it.)

“Aish, so noisy this morning.”

If Jaebeom had whispered that in your ear twenty minutes ago you’d would’ve thought he was talking about the hammering, thunderous sound of rain hitting the roof above you and the glass panes of the window to the left of you. The rain often wakes the two of you up in the wet season if your alarms or the cats don’t first, and it’s a nice, oddly calming way to wake up.

But you know that he’s not talking about the rain at all, in fact, he’s talking about the noises your making.

The ones you’re making because of the way he shoves his hips into yours, his thick cock splitting you open over and over. He’s so hard, and rough and deep it’s hard not to make noise, in your defence. He’s got you face down in your shared bed, your cheek smushed to the soft cotton of his pillow and your cunt dripping onto his side of the bed, his breathy voice hot against your ear and neck.

“You’re gonna’ wake the neighbours baby,” he murmurs, followed by a deep, guttural moan when you clench down on him, “gonna’ get another noise complaint.”

You don’t care, how the fuck could you?

He’s pressing you down, your back to his chest, his arms wrapped under your chest and pinning your arms against yourself, his face pressed to your neck and fucking you so deep you could swear you feel him touching your teeth. He’s drunk on you, drooling onto you and half saying words before giving up on them to focus on you, but you know they, the neighbours who makes those complaints, will never understand how it feels to have him like this.

They’ll never understand how it feels to have him, pussy drunk and diamond hard inside of you, stretching you out and fucking you full, or how it feels to have him whining into your ear or kissing your lips when he comes because no one but you has ever, or will ever, know what it’s like to have him like this.

Because everything you like about fucking, the closeness, him, his girthy cock, the security, the dominance that’s so interwound with care and love, his voice in your ear and his heartbeat so close to touching yours, is happening in this moment, and all those other moments that have earned you other complaints. And it’s happening because he’s taken the time to learn you, to learn how to fuck you to make you loud enough to wake two floors of neighbours.

He’s taken the time, put in the effort and cares enough to make sure that every time you two fuck, it’s exactly, exactly, how you like it.

You’re grunting because of the force and depth, you’re crying out because of the stretch, you’re shuddering because he’s got a stray finger brushing your clit and you’re moaning because you fucking love him.

Because he deserves to hear those noises, to revel in your moans and screams and sobs and whines because he’s earned them, they’re because of him.

You turn your head, mouthing at his jaw and nose pressing to the short cropped hair right above and in front of his ear, your eyes closed, desperate to have him know that this? You? Everything you do, like doing his laundry, eating the food he cooks even if it’s something you’ve never had before, listening to hours of new/unreleased/half finished music so he can have your opinion, rubbing his back out before and after concerts and practices, and letting him hammer his cock inside and letting him fill you with searing ropes of come is all because you love him, truly and dearly, love him.

“Love you,” you try to say, but it comes out in harsh, breathy grunts and you pair it with squeezes around his throbbing dick, knowing he’s on the precipice of a mind melting orgasm by the way his whimpering and moaning your name and knowing even better, that he comes the hardest when you tell him how you feel, “feel so good, so thick Beommie, so full, love you so much Beommie’.”

“Oh baby,” he quietly cries out, voice so similar to when he reaches those high notes in his music, your cute pet name for him his favourite thing to hear when your voice is as breathless as it is right now, “fuckin’ love you, love this pussy, my pussy, oh god-“

He comes and comes, shaking and shuddering against your back and grunting and panting like a dog against your neck, high pitched whines and the slow but harsh grind of his hips against the plush flesh of your ass as he uses your soppy cunt to completion is not enough to get you over the edge too, but you’re happy to give him a few minutes before you roll him over to take what you deserve.

He’s murmuring against your skin and kissing over the side of your face he can get to, worshipping you in the best way he can as his limbs grow fuzzy and his brain melts. You let him kiss at your skin as he pulls out, feeling the swarm of warmth peel down your inner thighs and clit and eyes rolling closed at that sensation.

“My pretty girl,” he whispers against the back of your neck, trailing down the curve of your spine as his arms leave your chest and his hands find purchase against the fat of your ass, rolling and squeezing at your skin, “love my pretty girl, let’s me do whatever I want to her cause’ she loves me.”

You sigh, rolling your neck and arching your back when you feel his warm breath wash lower and lower down your back, a little grin spreading your lips when you realise not only what he’s about to do to you, but also because he knows why this is all happening.

Repayment for using your body however he likes is often repaid in an hour long session of him mouthing and sucking and licking at your come filled pussy until you pass out or cry if he hadn’t made you come during. And sometimes, you’d hold off on letting yourself come when he was inside of you just so you could feel his tongue lap out his own come out of your cunt.

And sometimes, he did it just because he could, because you’re his as much as he is yours and sometimes he did it purely because that was the end goal in the first place, and filling you with his come first was just an added bonus.

And you weren’t one to deny him that what he wanted to do to your body, it rarely, if ever, ended in disappointment on your end.

“Love you,” he whispers and kisses into the small of your back, resting his cheek on your back and drawing circles over the red patches of skin his hips left on yours with one hand and trailing the other down to swirl in the mess of come on the highest part of your inner thighs, “love my baby.”

The rains still pouring, still making noise even if you aren’t anymore and you suppose it’ll continue to hammer down when he gets his mouth on you in a few minutes but you watch the rain hit the glass of the window and listen to it plunder against your roof and sigh, because despite the rain being loud, you know there’ll be another noise notice on your door in the morning because you’ve been louder. But it’ll probably just join the other three in your recycling bin, and you’re pretty sure there’ll be another one joining it in a few days, and a few days after that one there’ll probably be another.

Your neighbours just don’t understand what it’s like to be in bed with Lim Jaebeom, and nobody but you ever will.

[mxillusion]

Anywhere with you.

➝ pairing: im jaebum x reader  

➝ words count: 600+

➝ genre/warnings: suggestive; sexual content, teasing, grinding, …

➝ summary: Late-night visits in your lover's studio turn into something more... again.

Carefully you walked into his studio, ensuring you wouldn't disturb him with whatever he was currently doing. Deep, low beats spread across the room, indicating he was still working on something. 

Placing the take-away cupcake box on the side table next to your boyfriend, you caught his full attention. He raised his head, smiling at you. 

"There she is!"

You grinned at him, only to be pulled onto his lap the next beat. "I've missed you," he muttered into your ear, the tip of his nose hidden in your soft hair. 

"Missed you too." Your arms wrapped around his neck, tugging him even closer. "What are you working on? I like what I'm hearing!"

Chuckling, he raised a brow at you. "Oh, do you? I just finished these. Might use them for my next EP. We'll see." Jaebum moved your hair over one shoulder, offering himself access on the other side to place delicate kisses on it. 

Relishing the sudden physical contact, you hummed delightedly. "What are you doing, babe?" you asked, giggling. "I brought you cupcakes. Don't you want one?"

"Maybe later," he purred, his plush lips brushing the bare skin on your shoulder blade. "I found something much more delicious here." One of his palms ran up your inner thigh, settling down on a precarious spot. 

"But they'll get all mushy if we won't eat them now." Slightly toying with him, you wanted to see where this would take you. Usually, you wouldn't dare to object, yet you were in the mood to do so anyway. At least a little.

Groaning in frustration, the grip on your thigh strengthened while his other hand slipped underneath your arm to rest on your belly. His fingers played with the hem of your shirt, fingertips dancing over your exposed skin every now and then, causing you goosebumps. 

"Don't wanna wait," he sighed, his lips kissing all the way up your neck, making you moan and close your eyes. Tugging your lower lip between your teeth, your hands found his hair so fingers could rank through his obsidian-colored hair. 

"You remember last time you were here with me?" 

Playback of those memories initiated in your head, turning your cheeks crimson. "I do," you breathed, recalling every single detail of this moment. Last week you decided to visit him spontaneously, having pretty specific ideas on what to do with him. Being on a shopping trip beforehand, you wanted to surprise him with brand new lingerie purchased only for him. Unable to wait for him to come home later that night, you figured you'd show him right here, right now. And he loved it.

"You visiting me is always so... compelling." 

You grew impatient at this point, shifting your weight only to reposition yourself by straddling him shortly after. "You don't say," you whispered, placing your hands on his shoulders to gently let them run down his upper body. 

That's when his lips found yours, capturing them eagerly. Your addicting traces along his body made him lose his mind. Every single time. 

Jaebum grabbed your hips, squeezing them in order to raise his crotch so you could feel how much he needed you at this point. You started grinding your hips down on him, causing him to deeply moan against your lips. 

"You're driving me crazy, babe." 

Still holding on to your waist, he stood up in one quick movement, helping you wrap your legs around his mid to walk you to the side table. He placed you next to the cupcake box, pressing his body close to yours. Hands and lips everywhere, he was almost devouring you. 

Just like he did last time...

[nichoswag]

Hey there I have some got7 scenarios/reactions that I'd love to see you do... How would they approach someone they are interested in at a house party?

hey anon! i decided to use the term crush in place of 'someone they're interested in,' i hope that's okay. i actually like this scenario a lot but i wasn't completely sure what to write, so here's my attempt 👀 also sorry for the wait, i was stumped so it did take me a bit to be creative and complete the request :3 enjoy!

how got7 would approach their crush at a party

warnings: cursing, fighting (in jayb's), flirting, terrible pickup lines (jackson 👀), not proofread bcs i'm tired af

jayb

jaebeom probably wouldn't even approach you - he'd be subtly watching bcs he just adores you sm. subtle until he notices a guy getting too close and you seeming uncomfortable. he makes his way to you and pulls the whole "babe, is this guy bothering you?" and you play along until the guy grows frustrated and calls you names, which is when jb throws hands (fists). after he defends you and leaves the guy slumped on the ground, you're actually the one who asks for his number.

mark

mark would probably be really straight forward. sumn like "hey, you're cute, could i get your number?" but in the least creepy way possible. you can't help but say yes - he's so fcking cute omg and he texts you as soon as he gets home from the party to make sure you get home safely

jackson

jackson would be so extra ong. he'd slide in with the horribly tacky pickup lines but it still gives you butterflies. something like "hey, what's your name?" "y/n, why?" "oh, i could've sworn it was mine." so cheesy but so fcking cute bcs its jackson anywhores y'all exchange numbers after flirting a bit and that's how it goes down :D

jinyoung

jinyoung would definitely be the most smooth - you couldn't even tell if he's nervous (he is). he approaches you with a slight smile to appear friendly (rbf fr) and sits next to you and your friend on the sofa. he attempts to make small talk and by the end of the night, you both share a few drinks and exchange numbers.

youngjae

youngjae seems like a pretty shy person irl esp around people he doesn't really know so he'd have to be comfortable with you to approach you - and you have to be alone bcs he's afraid of messing up around you, much less your friends or other strangers 🥺 he'd probably ask for your number so you could plan a hangout at some point (not a date, he wouldn't be that straightforward)

bambam

i take back what i said about jinyoung - bam is def the most smooth with all that flirting he does, and that's definitely what he does with you. mans waltzes right up to you and starts flirting (so extra pls) he'd def ask for your number and plan out a date on the spot 😩

yugyeom

bb would prob try to act so confident but be vv nervous :3 mans does not have enough experience with dating despite his constant flirting smh... probably stutters a bit but ultimately plays it cool. you end up giving him your number bcs he's just so cute!!

[vad-hander]

GOT7

NO NAME

pairing: idol!Jaebeom x reader

others: idol!Youngjae

genre: one-shot, smut, fluff, established relationships, domestic

warnings: dom!Jaebeom sub!reader switched positions, teasing, orgasm denial, unprotected sex

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JAEBEOM, THE GUY FROM THE BAR

pairing: Jaebeom x reader

others: Jeno

genre: series, fluff, angst, strangers to lovers

warnings: break up (with Jeno), drinking, slowburn

PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 | PART 4 | PART 5 | PART 6 | PART 7 | PART 8

NO NAME

pairing: Jinyoung x reader

others: NCT Johnny

genre: series, smut, fluff, angst

warnings: abuse, depression, toxic friendship, established relationships, lovers to strangers, mentions of self harm, messed up everything (you'll get it as you read it)

PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 | PART 4 | PART 5 | PART 6 | PART 7