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Lim Jiyeon for Vogue 2023

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doctor's advice

synopsis: y/n decides to go to the leading plastic surgery clinic in korea bcs she's sick of feeling the way she does about how she looks. she catches the attention of dr. im nayeon, the head of this practice who thinks y/n is way too pretty to warrant any of those feelings she has about herself.

warnings: this is lowkey just smut oops, fingering, oral, body image issues - so a lil angsty in the beginning

w/c: 4.2k

a/n: this one is kinda all over the place and i lwk hate it but i needed to finish it so i could get over this writing block like i did kindaaa have a vision for it but i gave up halfway and just turned to sex which is why it doesn't flow well LMAO but hey! doctor nayeon is hot so!

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"can i get your full name please?"

"y/n l/n."

the receptionist smiles at you, typing something into her computer and handing you a form, "alright y/n, just fill in this form and someone will be with you in a bit."

you nod, accepting the form and taking a seat in the waiting room of the plastic surgery clinic you were currently at.

you scan over the details of the form. most of it was just demographic information, asking you your age, gender, a little about your daily activities, whether or not you actively exercised, all the simple questions.

you were feeling a little desperate when you finally decided to make a first consultation at the most well-renowned plastic surgery clinic in seoul. you had been thinking about doing it for a while now, but lately the feeling of disgust at being in your own body was overwhelming.

your parents didn’t understand why you’d want to do anything to the body they brought into this world. your friends thought plastic surgery was an excessive response and that it could potentially be dangerous. but none of them understood what it felt like to wake up everyday and be reminded that you were stuck in this body, the fear that no-one will ever be able to love you and that you’d consequently end up alone for the rest of your pitiful life.

your grip on the pen grows a little tighter as you remind yourself why you’re here.

you feel a set of eyes on you as you’re getting to the end of the form, so you look up, locking eyes with a gorgeous woman in a clean white lab coat, curious eyes behind a set of thick spectacles that frame her face perfectly. with all your experience analysing how you look you can't help but think she would be the perfect reference for your surgical procedures.

but you're also hit with thoughts of why is she looking at me? is she judging me? i bet she's judging me. fuck what is she looking at? is it my legs? my arms? my nose? is she thinking i'm an unsolveable case? fuck i shouldn't have come here. i should go now-

"hi, y/n?"

you're snapped out of your thoughts when you realise the pretty woman is now standing in front of you.

"y-yes." you curse at the stutter but she pays it no mind, offering a smile.

"the receptionist gave me your name. i'm dr im but you can call my nayeon. do you want to come with me?"

your eyes widen when she introduces herself. dr im. the most well-renowned plastic surgeon in the industry. you heard rumours that she had waitlists up to 20 years long and that you couldn't get an appointment with her except through referral. she was the one who brought this clinic its reputation of the leading plastic surgery clinic in the country.

"i-i'm sorry there must be some mistake? i didn't think the dr. im would be my advising clinician today."

she smiles again, "well no i wasn't meant to be but i came to grab some files from the front desk and i saw you and asked jiyeon," she gestures to the receptionist who handed you your form, "and found out you were here for an advisory session and forgive me if i'm being forward but i just thought you were beautiful and wondered what you possibly could've wanted to get done."

you feel your cheeks rapidly heat up as you gape up at her in shock.

"i can call back the previous doctor who was assigned to you if you want! i didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable i'm sorry if i-"

you interrupt her quickly, "no no! sorry that was just a surprise to me i definitely wasn't expecting that from you but um- yeah sure we can go now i'm fine with you being my doctor."

she grins then, and you're entranced by her slightly larger front teeth that make an appearance, "great! follow me."

you stand up a little frantically, gathering all your things and quickly following dr im.

it's more of an office than a doctor's room, you note the expensive leather and framed awards and certifications hanging on her wall, the neatly organised desk and pretty flowers that decorate and give the room some colour.

you sit cautiously in one of the chairs in front of her desk as she moves to sit in hers

"water?" she offers you.

you shake your head no, glancing down at your hands and fiddling with them just to be able to do something.

she looks over your form very briefly before looking back to you with a kind smile. "so what were you hoping to get out of coming here today y/n?"

you can't look up at her, "u-um just... y'know. like... everything..."

she cocks her head, "everything?"

"yeah like... face, body, all of it."

nayeon frowns, "that would be quite an expensive procedure."

"oh money's not really a problem. i've saved up a lot for this." you try to joke a little, if only to ease your own nerves, "worked my ass off all throughout high school and college so i could do this one day."

"you don't want to spend that money on anything else?"

you're confused and finally look up at her, "well i mean sure there are plenty of things i could spend it on but this is something i've thought about for a long time now and i'm finally ready to do it."

she's quiet for a little, seeming to be deep in thought, before she speaks up, "y/n... has someone made you feel like this?"

you frown, your sweaty hands gripping your pants tighter, "i'm sorry what does this have to do with my appointment?"

"i want to make sure you're doing this for the right reason. wanting to alter your entire body is a big decision and it can have lasting impacts. i don't want you to regret it afterwards."

you're getting more and more frustrated. this was a famous plastic surgeon who dealt with thousands of surgeries and has probably met cases like yours but she still doesn't seem to understand you. just like your parents and your friends, no-one understood.

"why does it matter to you? i want to get lots of things done that’ll make you lots of money and that really should be your only concern."

she narrows her eyes at you, “y/n, i couldn’t care less about the money. look around.” she gestures to her office, all the expensive trinkets and decorations she has lying around, “i have enough money to support a family for 100 lifetimes. what i do care about are my clients-”

you burst, “what do you know?! you’ve probably spent your whole life being adored for everything you do. people probably fall over themselves just to get a chance to talk to you! you’ll never understand how it feels to be unloved, to hate yourself when you wake up every morning and look in the mirror, to think everyone’s always talking about you, looking at you, judging you, you’re so beautiful you couldn’t ever know!”

she’s surprised at your sudden increase in volume. you had kept all of this in for so long, you felt like if you ever told anyone else they’d just think you were complaining but it was so much more debilitating than that. you couldn’t talk to your parents or your friends out of fear they’d think you were too needy or attention-seeking or whatever. nayeon was the first stranger who had shown they cared for you and you took that as a sign to release all your years of pent up frustration at her.

“i- i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to explode like that i-“

“it’s okay y/n. i’m sorry you’ve had to feel like this for so long on your own. but i just want to say, i’m not one of those people. i know it’s hard to believe when you look at me and what i’ve accomplished, but i find it hard to believe no-one loves you. and sure i judged you when i first saw you but not negatively. i told you i thought you were what i thought to be the perfect model for other people’s procedures and i was curious what you wanted to change about that.”

she’s collected herself and responds to you calmly, only with the curiosity of a scientist in her eye.

you’re unsure how to respond to her, feeling more than a little awkward now after your accidental outburst.

you attempt to clear your throat to start, “right… um so-“

“why don’t you take off your clothes and show me what you’d like to have done?”

you blush a bright red at her response, nodding slightly as you both stand and you begin to strip. you leave your underwear on as she stands in front of you, running her eyes over your body.

“um… so i guess if we’re starting from the bottom… i wanted to slim my calves down and shape them a little better… obviously um my ass i’d like to be a little rounder-“ you gesture to your various body parts as you talk, and she’s nodding, eyes focused, hands reached out as you feel goosebumps litter your skin when she gently probes the areas you're talking about.

"would you mind taking off your underwear? i just need to get an estimate of what you're talking about."

you blush again as you nod shyly, peeling the offending piece of item off you and turning as she prods and pokes again.

"um... yeah so i was also thinking a tummy tuck? just to tighten all the skin here-"

the feeling of her fingers on your body is slowly driving you insane. you're shivering a little as she runs her hand along your lower stomach, humming a little.

"um also like y'know, a boob job-"

she gestures for you to take off your bra and you do so, now standing completely naked in front of the doctor.

her hands come up and cup them, your nipples are hardening in the cool air of her office, "what size were you thinking?"

"i-i- u-um-" she squeezes a little and you take a deep inhale, trying to calm yourself, your eyes glued to the ceiling as she fondles you, "m-maybe one up?"

she hums and you feel a thumb brush across a nipple whether intentionally or unintentionally and you're suddenly clenching your thighs together praying she doesn't notice.

"so also um arm lifts, a face lift, kinda wanna hollow out my cheeks a little more and maybe highlight my cheekbones? lip fillers and a new nose, all of my scars obviously, and probably a brow lift too..."

her hands are on your face now, cupping your cheeks and she's close enough you can see the small specks of gold in her eyes and the little mole under her left eyebrow. your breath hitches as her eyes meet yours, they're so full of wonder and curiosity and you're reminded of the fact that you're very naked right now and standing in front of an extremely pretty woman.

she hums again, eyes dropping to your nose, than your lips, and you unconsciously wet your lips in tension, watching as her eyes trace the action.

then all of a sudden she's gone, moving back towards her chair and turning on her monitor. you quickly scramble for your clothes, hurriedly putting everything back on as you join her, blushing at the slightly sticky feeling between your legs.

"okay so we can do everything you just said. i'm going to need a few references-"

"you can use yourself for most of them."

she raises an eyebrow at you, a slight lift in the corner of her mouth.

"i appreciate the compliment y/n but if you're going to play that game then i'd like to say i wouldn't want to be sitting here discussing what to change about you in the first place."

"what would you be doing then?"

there's a glint in her eyes and you swallow, "helping you realise how there's nothing to change. eventually i'd get you to help me take a few pictures maybe, as reference for future customers who come in."

"and how would you do that?"

"how would i make you feel beautiful?" she's standing up and rounding her desk, taking her glasses off and placing them on her table, and you're looking up at her feeling strangely defiant.

"well yeah it'd be pretty hard knowing how much i hate myself-"

her arms now bracket the sides of your chair and she's leaning down with a clear smirk on her face.

"i'd touch along here," she's trailing one of her hands up your arm, leaving goosebumps in her wake, "here," she reaches your neck, then up to your face, leaning in to speak into your ear now, "everywhere just so you know exactly what i'm talking about. and i'd make you feel so good like you've never felt before, and i'd keep doing that until you realise just how crazy you drive me."

your eyes are lidded when you speak up again, voice hoarse and deep, "try it."

she's all in your space now, climbing into into your lap, lips closing around your ear lobe as she sucks. your eyes close and you groan a little when her hips meet yours, tilting your head back distantly wondering how the fuck you got yourself in this situation but quickly shaking that thought off when you feel her move towards your neck, licking and sucking.

soon enough she's moving up your jaw and towards your lips, one hand on your shoulder, the other one at your waist. she stops just short of your lips with a little smirk on her face as you share the same air.

your eyes meet her in a blaze and you surprise her when you yank her down, she moans when that brings your hips together even closer and you capture her lips with impatient want. her hands are tangling into your hair now, pulling lightly as your lips slide against each other, your breath hitching when she licks a tongue along your top lip.

“these- fucking- lips-“ she’s breaking away between kisses for air, panting softly.

“i can’t believe- you’d want to do anything- when i could kiss these- all fucking day-“

she’s breaking away again, leaving you chasing as she places pecks all across your face, “new nose? please this slant is perfect. these cheeks are adorable and these eyebrows shape your pretty pretty face just right-“ she’s kissing every inch of your skin, moving back down to your neck and nipping at your collarbone.

her hands are at the bottom of your shirt, sneaking up to caress the lines of your stomach and you let out a sharp inhale when one hand comes unashamedly up to cup your breast.

“how could you be making those pretty sounds if this wasn’t your body i was touching hmm?” she’s lifting your shirt over your head, sliding her hands everywhere.

"breast implants?" she scoffs as she brings her hands behind your back to unclasp your bra, flinging it behind her and moving her hands straight to cup your tits. "please darling look how perfectly these fit in my hands. and the way they spill out between my fingers if i squeeze like this-" you moan unabashedly now when she gropes and grasps.

"god i could just hold these all day-" she's dipping down, a tongue tracing the top of your breast, the hot feeling against your skin driving you absolutely mad as you roll your hips against her with a whimper.

she pushes you back down roughly with her hips, looking up at you, her hands never stopping her fondling at your breasts, she is obscene. "don't do that now sweetie. i'm meant to be taking care of you and showing you just how pretty you are to me. so you're gonna sit there and look pretty while i do exactly that mmk?"

she's taking a nipple into her mouth now, licking and sucking, and you hiss when she bites down softly, feeling her mouth turn upward at the sound.

she lavishes your breasts, leaving you quivering and flushed in her wake, she makes small comments in between periods of sucking marks into the side of your tits, her tongue has never once left your body since she started, wet trails leading everywhere.

she's kissing down your stomach now and you suck in a breath as she sinks to her knees in front of you, looking up at you with those curious eyes, completely clothed still in her white labcoat, mouth wrecked and lips in a pretty little pout. she's spreading your legs and you're fighting a little against her, embarassed at the fact that her face would be so close to you and she could see every little detail of your arousal.

she tuts but shuffles back a little, letting you close your legs again but she picks one up and starts feeling along your calf, pressing gently at the muscles there and feeling you unclench in relief.

"these don't need anything done either. you're just a little tense here. some stretching and a good massage will work those kinks right out and you won't even notice them anymore."

she's pressing down on all the pressure points to release the tension in your calves, and you moan slightly in pleasure as your head lolls back, eyes squeezing shut, cool air hitting your wet breasts, nipples perking at the lack of attention and you shudder.

you're helpless when she starts spreading your legs again, miraculous hands moving up to your knees, still kneading and massaging, then up to your thighs.

then her mouth is on you again, hot and wet against the inside of your thighs and you're squirming, breathing picking up as the tension in the room multiplies tenfold. you don't dare look down at her afraid the sight may just push you over the edge.

but hands come shooting down to her head when that tongue, that fucking tongue, licks a gentle strip from the bottom of your cunt to the top, stalling at the hood of your clitoris and pushing it back only to place a small peck on the nub and moving back down to drink in the essence flowing out of you.

"f-fuck dr im i-i-"

she stops, looking up at you with a quirk of an eyebrow, a lustful darkness seeping into her curious eyes, "call me that again."

"doctor im?"

she's back to lapping at your pussy and you moan, closing your thighs around her head, one arm raised up and holding on to the back of the chair to keep yourself upright.

"so fucking delicious. my god i could just tie you up and eat you out for hours."

you're whining, cunt clenching at her words but she's prying your folds open with her fingers, enamoured by the way your hole only seems to leak more with every action she takes, then she's licking into you and you cry out at the feeling. her tongue lashing against your walls as she moans at the taste of your core, sending shockwaves of pleasure right up your spine.

you can't take much more but she's lifting your ass and gripping, tugging you closer to her so she can explore even more of you.

eventually her mouth comes up for air and she's grabbing and kneading your ass cheeks, "these?-" her voice is a lot more gravelly now, thick with lust and she's panting slightly, "you don't know how perfect these are. they're the exact amount of firmness but still soft enough that i could use your ass like a pillow and you're talking about shape?" she sends a light slap up into you and you gasp, only clenching even harder around nothing, "just look how that rippled for me darling you need to know how fucking hot you look right now and how much you turn me on just from looking at you."

she almost sounds like she's growling with the low tenure of her voice and she's tugging you back into her, kissing your clit and sucking it into her mouth.

"d-doc- i- i- oh fuck- i'm gonna-"

she offers no response, just humming into you and you rut your hips into her at the vibration, completely helpless and positively dripping.

soon enough you're spilling over, coming with a moan, your back arching and she's licking you through it, you're completely blissed out heaving in effort before you slump back down into the chair.

but she doesn't stop. you're feeling overstimulated as she continues her assault on your pussy and you're lightly tugging her hair upwards trying to get her to come up but she's shaking her head no, and then shaking her head to tongue you side to side and you're building up all over again.

"w-wait d-doc i- i can't i just- doc-"

she looks up at you then, and holy fuck you almost came again at the sight. her slightly disheveled hair, eyes glazed over, mouth open and tongue sticking out absolutely ruined.

she's moving back up your body, kissing along places she's already left her mark on. "what did i say about sitting still and looking pretty baby? hmm?" a long finger finds its way to your folds and you're clenching in anticipation. "i said i'd make you cum as many times as it'll take for you to realise you're hot right? i'm not one to take back my words sweetie."

"f-fuck i- oh shit doc i-"

she's pushing into you torturously slow, a teasing smirk against your neck, "hm?"

"nggh fuck please- please i need- fuck- i need you- oh shit-"

"this?" another finger joins her but she stays hilted inside you, unmoving as you wriggle under her.

"ah- y-yes! p-please move- oh fuck i- please-" you're babbling at this point, almost incoherent but she's sliding out of you and then pushing in oh so wonderfully.

she's back to mouthing at your nipple, the sensitive nubs sending flares of heat down to your core, "so so pretty."

"i- yes- i- oh fuck-"

her fingers are entering you at a faster pace now, the wet sounds of your fucking filling the empty office.

all of a sudden there's a loud knock at the door and she stills inside you, looking up in slight alarm, nipple popping out of her mouth.

"doctor im your 3pm is here."

you can't help but clench around her fingers and she whips her head back down to you, wiggling her fingers a little at the feeling and you gasp.

"tell them to wait! i'll be another 10 minutes."

she's started moving inside you again and you bite your lip trying to keep quiet.

"alright." the sound of footsteps walking away is quiet before nayeon is driving into you again with renewed vigour.

she's hitting the spot inside you that's making your toes curl, her lips are back around your nipple sucking and licking, and then she's using a hand and pressing down lightly on your lower stomach stimulating your g-spot both from the inside and outside and you cry out around her as you come.

you're panting as she brings you back down, caressing your face and pushing your hair back, moving up to leave kisses all across your face again.

you're only able to open your eyes after a minute or so, blinking dazedly at her as she smiles and plants a kiss on your lips.

"listen... if you want... how about you give me a chance to make you feel loved, to show you how beautiful you are, and if you still feel that way about yourself afterwards, then i'll do all those surgeries for you personally, no more questions asked." she's soft against you, and you can't help but nuzzle your head into her neck, still a little boneless.

"okay."

"okay?" her eyes are bright as she pulls back so she can face you.

you nod with a lazy smile and she's hugging you, kissing your face again murmuring sweet you're so prettys and you did so wells.

too soon and she's lifting herself off you, helping you back into your clothes and standing by the door.

"i'm sorry that i had another appointment. i totally forgot. but i've got your number in my files so i'll message you after work today okay? maybe if you're free tonight we can grab something to eat together?"

you're shy as she's sending you off, nodding a small yes.

"okay don't ghost me now yeah?"

you blush, "y-yeah. see you dr. im."

"nayeon please. you can call me nayeon when we're not... y'know-" she sends you a wink and you only blush more, only barely stopping yourself from bowing to her in apology.

"alright n-nayeon."

"there we go. i'll see you in a bit okay y/n?"

you smile and walk out the door she's opened for you. it would still be a long way before you could be happy with yourself, but you thought maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea to postpone your surgeries for a little and see what im nayeon likes so much about you.

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Same Team! A YJH Office Romance Pt. 3

Idol!Jeonghan x ProductionStaff!Reader

You’re serious about your job, but not as serious as Yoon Jeonghan is about flirting.

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Series Content: slooowwwwww burn, fluff!, cute flirting!, will-they-won’t-they vibes!, tension!!, office crushes, office romance, appearances by all of the members, reader is shy and gets flustered easily!, jeonghan is jeonghan-ing!

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“Y/N-shi.” One of the producers in the room said your name, bringing you out of your daydreaming.

You were in a scheduling meeting to arrange staff for several of the members’ upcoming overseas commitments. You were hopeful that you’d get to travel, though you doubted it. You weren’t exactly experienced, but you did have the fluent-in-English thing going for you. You’d mentioned that you could get by with pretty decent French and Italian, too. So, of course, you were imagining a... business trip with Jeonghan...

“Yes!” you said quickly.

“How do you feel about traveling?”

“Traveling where?”

“Paris.”

“I feel good about it!” You answered politely—and super eagerly, eliciting some chuckles from the room.

“She’s so cute,” Daein said. You and Daein had gotten to know each other better, and when she wasn’t around Jiyeon she was much nicer to you. Still, you felt embarrassed for being overly eager.

“We wanted someone who could speak English and French well,” the producer added, “It’s Fashion Week.”

“Who’s attending this year?” someone asked.

“Mingyu-shi, Jun-shi, Joshua-shi,” another producer at the other end of the room looked through her list, “and Jeonghan-shi.”

You felt your face start to flush immediately.

“Mingyu-shi, Joshua-shi, and Jeonghan-shi will be booked on the same flight,” someone said, your heart pounding harder each time his name was mentioned, “Jun-shi will fly separately, directly from China.”

As the staff continued to fill you in on details... where you’d meet, what time you needed to be there, what to expect from CARATs gathered at the airport...

“The talent will have their own security,” another staff member assured you, “There’ll be a separate security check for us—to get to the gate faster. Most of the fans are perfectly respectful, but don’t hesitate to alert security if anything rings alarms or makes you uncomfortable.”

“Thank you,” you replied politely. “I’ll do my best.”

It had only taken a couple of months working with SEVENTEEN to really hit home that being famous was actually quite difficult. Everywhere they went, their fans seemed to be waiting. Even shoot locations that you knew weren’t made public—a few of them would show up no matter what. The members seemed to handle it graciously. At least, more graciously than you would have been in their position. Some of the fans were pretty intense, and didn’t seem to respect the members’ privacy. But it was a very small number. You’d only seen or heard any of the members get slightly annoyed at most, and only a handful of times.

But if Mingyu was on your flight, you knew the airport was going to be chaotic. He was very popular. And you understood why. He was extremely tall, gorgeous, not to mention very personable. He was easy to talk to, even though you were slightly intimidated at first. He enjoyed speaking English with you, which was nice.

“Y/N-shi,” the head coordinator was assigning details to each member, “you’ll be with Jeonghan-shi.”

“Excuse me?”

“You’ll be on his team of staff—each member will have their manager with them, two other staff for extra footage or vlog shooting, and their own security. You’ll be with Jeonghan-ah’s crew. Understood?”

“Yes!”

...What the hell? Was this really happening? Had you performed some saintly act in a past life? Why were you being bestowed with this kind of luck!?

“Great, we’ll send a car to pick you up at 4:00 AM that Thursday,” the coordinator in charge continued, “be sure you have your passport and at least two cocktail dresses—you’ll be attending the Yves Saint Laurent opening event on Friday, plus the runway show and afterparty on Saturday, so you’ll need appropriate attire. We can offer you a stipend to rent something when you get there if you don’t have anything.”

“Thank you!” and you bowed deeply. The other staff in the room chuckled.

“We’re counting on you,” the coordinator smiled at you.

-

The weeks seemed to drag on. You were so anxious and excited about the trip to Paris that you could hardly concentrate on anything else. You carried out your tasks with your usual efficiency, but your colleagues could tell you were just excited about getting to go to Fashion Week.

“I can’t understand why someone with such poor taste is going on this trip,” Jiyeon sneered as you were packing up equipment in the practice room. The members were gathering their things, sweaty from filming a dance practice video. Some of them were off in various corners doing other TikTok challenges. You were amazed at how quickly they could pick up choreography. You’d worked in entertainment for a long time, but it never stopped amazing you how fast good dancers were at that kind of thing. You hardly took notice of Jiyeon’s tone; you were so busy fantasizing about getting to spend so much time with Jeonghan.

“Hey!” she raised her voice just enough to get your attention, but not so much that it registered with the other staff or the members. You turned to her, trying to focus on whatever it is she needed to say, but still unable to contain your giddiness.

“Ugh,” she said, giving you a disgusted look, “don’t let Jeonghan-shi see you being so weird about this.”

“I don’t think she’s being weird.”

There he was, standing right behind Jiyeon. How had he gotten over here? Were you seriously so wrapped up in your own thoughts you hadn’t even seen him walk over to where you and Jiyeon were packing up?

Jiyeon looked like she was about to pass out, and you froze on the spot. Jeonghan was looking right at you, as always. His gaze never wavered when he was looking at you. You always loved it, even though it flustered you, but right now you were so ecstatic that he’d overheard her that it felt like you were floating above the ground.

“Ah! Jeonghan-shi!” Jiyeon put on her best smile, laughing off his remark. “Y/N-shi is always a little weird, we were just joking! Right, Y/N-shi?” You noted that it was the first time she’d bothered using honorifics with you. You didn’t really care, since honorifics weren’t really a thing at the companies you’d worked for in the past, and just not a huge deal in the U.S. at all. But you knew that her dropping them was technically a slight toward you.

“Right,” you said, putting on your best polite smile. You didn’t want him to get the wrong idea. Jiyeon was rude, but she wasn’t anything you couldn’t handle. Also, maybe you were being too weird about this trip. It was purely business... you were probably getting a little carried away. You couldn’t help but look down, worried now that you would creep him out.

“I’d never want to work with someone who wasn’t at least as weird as nuna,” Jeonghan said straightforwardly.

Your heart jumped into your throat.

“Ah, that’s Jeonghan-shi for you!” Jiyeon let out a strained laugh and went back to helping move the equipment, being sure to send you a pointed glare on her way toward the door.

You were left standing there with Jeonghan. You paused, and then bowed toward him.

“Thank you for saying that,” you said in the most formal voice possible. You were so flustered; you didn’t know what to say.

“What are you doing after this?” he asked. His voice was low and direct. 

“What?”

“Are you free right now?”

“...What?”

“I thought your Korean was supposed to be good, nuna.”

You stared at him. He was smiling softly. His gaze was gentle, but there was something mischievous in it. You felt as if your brain had force quit on you.

“Sorry, I... I don’t...” you were lost for words.

“Well, if you’re free after this, Joshua, Dino, and I are going to get some dinner,” he said, running a hand through his long hair. You imagined what it would feel like to run your own hand through it. While peeking up to look at his hair up close—a thing you rarely did, even though you’d had plenty of opportunities by now—your eyes met for a second, and for some reason you steeled yourself and held his gaze.

“Do you want to come?”

“Yes.” You said it without thinking, but the smile on his face nearly knocked you out.

“Good.”

[aajjks]

wedding/reception decor: https://pin.it/1owWASyil

alina x eunwoo: https://pin.it/3GaB4dlag

DHP!JK

“YN HEYYY! Let’s go meet the bride! You look gorgeous!” lisa, yugyeom’s girlfriend, yells. you sigh as you watch jungkook disappear with his other friends leaving you all alone. already, you’re missing his presence but you suppose his friends’s significant others should keep you occupied until jungkook can whisk you away. you walk in lisa’s direction before following her to a more private space where a nervous alina is.

“h-hi” you nervous speak up to the other ladies in the room to which they speak back. there are a few ladies you don’t recognize but you do know tzuyu and jihye—that’s taehyung’s and mingyu’s girlfriends. “you look beautiful, y/n~” tzuyu coos as she continues to fix alina’s makeup as the stylist continues to curl her hair. “thank you. you all look lovely. including you, alina” you say as you examine her beautiful white sparkly gown that fits perfectly on her body. she looks like a beautiful princess and tzuyu is doing an amazing job with alina’s make up.

“thank you. you look lovely as well” alina sweetly says as she look as you using her mirror. “how does it look outside? did you guys like it?” you nod your head. “it looks amazing. the wedding planner did a phenomenal job” jihye, lisa, and tzuyu agree and go on and on about how excited they are about alina’s big day.

you don’t say much, you just nod along to whatever the ladies are saying and wonder what your boyfriend is up to until you’re daydreaming about the mystery child you have in your tummy. you also wonder when jungkook might’ve knocked you up—could you be 1 month pregnant or are you just 2 weeks pregnant?

“what you smiling about?” lisa jokes as she lightly bumps your shoulder with hers. “nothing…just the wedding—,”

“oh, i know what she’s thinking. the afterglow is all over you” jihye winks causing a wave of heat to rush to your face. “a-afterglow?”

“guys, stop it. you’re making her nervous” alina warns as the girls giggle amongst themselves. “don’t mind them. they’re just weirdos” you chuckle at alina’s joke before shyly glancing down at your heels. after another few minutes, you decide to leave the dressing room and head to where the wedding would be held.

“you look lost”

you stop walking. already recognizing that voice.

“need help?”

you turn around and just as you suspected, sarang was right in front of you with an eerily similar dress on. “nice dress” she says as she twirls her finger in her hair. “nice bruise” you respond which causes her to angrily grit her teeth.

“how’d you get here?”

“easy. i tracked the scent of your betrayal and followed that”

“my betrayal? how did i betray you?”

“i helped you get over your depression and in return, you stole my man”

“you’re delusional. don’t think that just cause we’re at a wedding i won’t kick your ass again”

“fine by me. i’ll just add it to your list of charges”

you storm up to sarang and get up in her face.

“charges you went to jiyeon to? really? that’s fucking low”

“obviously it isn’t low enough. i can easily drop them if you just…leave him”

“i’d never”

“are you forgetting how much i know about you, your family…your secrets”

the conversation is put on pause when you hear jungkook’s voice. “we’ll talk later. see you at the reception” sarang says before walking off and leaving you alone.

~🫧

Jungkook smiles, walking up to you.

“BABY!!!!” He gleams in happiness. “Ahh I missed you so much.” He says, pulling you into his arms. He settles his hand on your waist once again.

“Yknow? Mom and dad are here.” He whispers in your ear. “let’s sit with them.” He gently takes you to the table, Jaehan and Jiyeon are right there, in matching outfits.

“Mom, dad!” He waves at them. “Hi dearest!” Jaehan is the first one to greet you both back. “Wow yn you look gorgeous.” He says, you both sit down at the round table

Jungkook is all smiles, giggling as his parents compliment you because he loves you being praised. it’s what you deserve.

“the venue is gorgeous. Is it not?” Jungkook begins soft conversation, and you all start to converse but he’s confused as to who you were talking to.

•••

“I do.”

“I now pronounce you, man and wife you may kiss your bride.”

And the people cheer. Jungkook is standing right beside eunwoo as the couple finally share their first kiss as a married one.

He’s so happy constantly stealing glances in your direction as you sit next to his parents. He’s constantly blowing you some kisses too.

Because it’s going to be you and him soon.

After the ceremony, everyone is busy dancing on the dance floor and shoving food down their throat.

He finally excuses himself after teasing his friends, and they teased him for being a Simp for you

He asks his parents if they’re all right.

“Yn??! Come with me.”

He excuses himself because he’s got a question to ask you and maybe do something more in the privacy of the ladies bathroom.

“Babe? Who were you talking to?” He asks. He looks into your eyes and you seem a little pissed off.

“Yn is everything OK? Did mom say something? And who was that girl you were talking to.” Maybe it was one of his friends girlfriend.

You don’t really tell him, but he doesn’t push it

Instead, he smiles, he knows how to make your mood better

Jungkook gently helps you lean against the bathroom stall.

He brings his face closer, and closer.

“do you have any idea how gorgeous you look right now?” he whispers against your lips.

You look into his eyes and he feels his soul burning.

“Fuck.. the things you in that dress do to me..” he bites his lip before crashing his hungry mouth onto yours.

Jungkook kisses you with a passion, his kiss is not gentle, you drive him crazy it’s all your fault, he pushes his knee between your legs as you gasp at his sudden move, he uses the opportunity to shove his tongue inside your mouth.

“MMhmph..”

All that can be heard in the bathroom is the sound of you two kissing lewdly as he groans into your mouth, his hand on the back of your neck.

[anemoiawithatouchofobsession]

I HAAAVE BEEN BLESSSSSED mbc just released a compilation of Friendship Stages (Army performances)!

My ultimate world crossover AAAHHHH! I had only seen clips here and there.

Look how pretty my girlies are looking in this thumbnail ^w^ Miss Ha Hee Ra!!! look at youuu!!!! You gorgeous woman!

Kang Susie had just debuted then - can you believe that 66 liner Susie was a fresh rookie, and 69 liner Hee Ra a teen star with 7 years experience at that time?

Ha Soo Bin was also a rookie, plus this was also around Uhm Jung Hwa's debut time, and before Jin Shil did "Jealousy" and "Nambugun". What a time machine video. I am in LOVE.

Also - Hee Ra and Choi Jin Shil BOTH covered a Lee Jiyeon song each - Hee Ra sang "It's Not Too Late" (one of her more underrated songs but I LOVE love Hee Ra's rendition of it, she did so well!) and Jin Shil went for "That Reason Was Pain To Me", our resident sad girl anthem. (may she RIP). Yeom Jung Ah, fresh off the Miss Korea pageant, sang Lee Jae Young's "Temptation".

Other singers that perfromend that are in this video are Noh Sa Yeon, Shin Hyo Beom, Kim Wan Sun, Na Mi, Lee Sun Hee, Shin Seung Hoon, Chuli and Mi Ae, and many more.

[frizzle-tales]

Is this what dating felt like? The sensation that, in that moment, it's just you and them, as if the rest of the world fades away? Giddy emotions taking hold, a giddiness bubbling up without a clear cause? Everytime Jiyeon’s eyes met Taehyung’s… she could feel butterflies swarm around in her stomach, sensing a certain softness and warmth from his eyes.

Ever since they left the home, Taehyung had been nothing but a gentleman to Jiyeon; opening the car door, leading her into the restaurant, showing genuine interest in her… and his eyes didn’t wander off, not even once— not even a quick glance at any of the admitingly gorgeous woman that were in and outside of the restaurant.

Taehyung only had eyes for her.

They were actually talking, it wasn’t close ended where Taehyung would bark orders at her and she’d simply nod and say yes to whatever he had asked for, but this time he genuinely wanted to hear her thoughts… wanted to hear her answers to his questions.

Then it was time to leave the restaurant, and Jiyeon stayed closely to his side as they walked through the streets.

Jiyeon had also noticed the groups of people forming, following right beside Taehyung as he guided them towards the commotion. Her eyes gazed at one of the street performers doing a dance cover on some trending song, until she glanced over at Taehyung and followed his gaze to the artist creating masterpieces with florals.

It seemed to have caught his interest.

Jiyeon followed along, watching as the man focused on creating his masterpiece. “Yes, I do know… We learned about it in school.” She answered him, as she watched the artist collect the flowers, not breaking his focus once.

When Taehyung proceeded to buy the bouquet, Jiyeon didn’t think much of it; it must be another bouquet for his dear grandmother. But to Jiyeon’s surprise, her abductor turned to look at her, and he handed her the bouquet in a way which told her that this was hers… not anyone else’s, just hers. It was for her.

“Wow.” Jiyeon smiled, looking down at the bouquet, taking in the vibrant colors. “Thank you, I love it.” She looked up at him, cautiously stepping forward and kissing him on the cheek. The girl would’ve opted for a hug, but she didn’t wanted to potentially crush her received gift. “It’s beautiful, I’ll put it in a vase straight away when we are back home.”

[🎙️]

Tonight was utterly perfect.

Candle light dinner. Their food seasoned and cooked to perfection. A light buzz from all the champagne they drank while getting to know one another even further. (Well, further beyond the hours of research he’d done on the young woman).

Taehyung expected her gratitude for the bouquet. A smile tugged at his lips, his eyes staring down at her in what others would describe as admiration — he couldn’t help but love it every time Jiyeon showcased just how much he’s moulded her. Although, what he didn’t predict was for the girl to step closer, planting a delicate peck against his cheek.

For a split second, he was stunned. A tingling feeling left behind on his skin, right where her lips had been.

PDA. He really wasn’t one for any type of public displays of affection, but somehow, there was something brewing inside of him. A dark want — no — need.

He needed to feel her lips again. This time, against his own. Besides, it wasn’t like the streets were flooded at 9 p.m., hardly a prying eye in sight.

Taehyung closed the gap between them, his eyes not tearing away from his date even once. He couldn’t help but study her; the small smile that played on her lips while she studied every inch of the flowers in her hands.

She looked so beautiful, so subtly radiant. And no one else on these streets seemed to notice, to even care.

It was all for him.

His fingers came up, one gently caressing her cheek before moving to under her chin, tilting her head up to look at him. “They’ll look splendid in our dining room.” He murmured. But as he began to lean in, unbeknownst to him, a quick camera flash and shuttered muffled from a shadowy corner.

“Uhm, excuse me.” A voice interrupted as Taehyung was leaning in. “Excuse me.”

The killer let his hand drop away from Jiyeon’s face, a scowl wanting to paint across his expression, but he forced it down. “Yes? May I help you?” He responded, as politely as he could given the intrusion.

“Well, uhm, you see.” The intruder was a young woman. Long black hair, confident glow. Dimples that would have most men swooning. As she spoke, Taehyung’s hand found Jiyeon’s, and he locked their fingers together. “My friend, she’s over there in the tan coat — she thinks you’re really handsome.”

Hold on.

“She’s a touch shy..”

Was this really happening right now?

“But she was wondering, and hoping..”

Was this why they were interrupted?

“If she could get your number, and maybe go out with you sometime.” The friend finally finished her request, gleaming in hope for her friend.

As for Taehyung, a storm starting forming in his chest. For the first few seconds, he simply stared at the girl. Disbelief. Slightly surprised at the gull of this woman. Then annoyance, before it was tinting red with rage. “I’m sorry, does it appear to you that I’m alone right now? Unaccompanied?” With the rage building inside him, the hand holding Jiyeon’s gripped hers tighter, firmer with each passing second.

“Uhm..” The friend nervously started, her smile fading away. Finally. She looked passed the handsome man, in Jiyeon’s direction. “No, no it doesn’t, I’m sorry —”

“As flattered as I am.” Taehyung decided to finish off. Catching how tight his grip had become on his poor little bird, he loosened his hand, subtly drawing in a breath to calm himself down. “I have no interest in someone who can’t ask me themselves.” Or respect the woman he’s with.

“Come, sweetheart.” He didn’t give the woman time to reply before his attention switched back to Jiyeon, a hand now moving to her back to guide her to his car. “I think it’s time we head home, hm?”

—

“After you.” Taehyung spoke once they were home. He unlocked the door first, pushing it open before gesturing for the girl to walk in. He then shut the door behind them both, but before they could rid themselves of their jackets, the killer’s hand latched around Jiyeon’s wrist, pulling her back to him.

He pushed her back until she was flush against the door before his hand came back up to her chin — this time rougher then when they were in public — before his lips found hers. He robbed the air from her lungs, setting the pace of their lips before deepening the kiss.

He needed this. Her. He needed it.

Minutes ticked by on the old grandfather’s clock before Taehyung finally pulled away, out of breath himself. “Go put them in some water.” He spoke still mere inches away from her lips, hinting at the flowers in her hand. His finger ghosted across a dainty petal. “Then head upstairs and start running a bath.” With that, he fully stepped away.

While Jiyeon did as she was told, Taehyung followed to the kitchen, watching contently as she arranged the flowers. Then she disappeared to upstairs, and through the floor he heard water beginning to run through the pipes.

Truthfully, the killer didn’t want their night to be quite over yet. Especially not ending on a sour note that woman created. So, he opted for grabbing a bottle of wine and 2 glasses, before joining his sweet prisoner upstairs in their bedroom.

With a hot bath run, and the 2 glasses topped off with wine, Taehyung led the girl to join him. Situated between his legs, her back leaning against his chest, they settled in the water.

“You’ve been such a good girl tonight.” Taehyung hummed, setting his glass down. His fingers grazed through her hair before trailing down her arm. At the same time, he leaned in, taking in a sniff of her gentle scent. “Did you have fun?” He mused, planting a kiss against her jaw, then another peck on the curve of her neck.

He hummed at her answer as his fingers kept their slow descent down, eventually reaching her thigh. “Good girls deserve a little reward, don’t they. Don’t you think so?” His voice whispered in her ear before his hands slipped between her thighs, starting with gentle, teasing circles. “Keep being a good girl for me now, Jiyeonnie. You don’t want to end our night on a bad note, do you?” His lips brushed against the shell of her ear before he switched his tempo, slipping a finger in.

“Hm, you like that?” A smirk tugged on his lips as he watched the girl twitch and squirm against him. His other arm came around, snaking around her abdomen. “Have you ever touched yourself like this before?”

He knew there wasn’t a single soul alive that ever got to see her this way, touch her this way, but he couldn’t help but wonder just how inexperienced his darling little prisoner was.

“Tell me, how good does it feel?”

[slowlydifferentbluebird]

For me the majority of 4th gen girls are children (too many of them are, literally - kpop industry should think about it) and I've never looked at them this way, but there are so many beautiful ladies in the 2nd and 3rd generations that I admire so much and am often floored with their visuals, like Irene Red Velvet or Nana After school or Jiyeon T-ara or Hyoseong Secret or Gyuri Kara, among so many others

This is actually an interesting topic.

I wouldn't say I have never been attracted to 4th gen girls. Some of them are very sexy and gorgeous, but there are too much minor in the industry. And not minor like 17, some of them are like 14. These minors are very talented but the kpop industry is still too much dangerous for them.

And yeah, I agree on you with the fact that older women have that something that really makes them shine. If you look at groups like Twice, Red Velvet, SNSD, ecc, they are in their prime now they are all around their 30s. These days you often at idols who debuted 20 years ago and they are still stunning, maybe even more than before.

Thank you for sharing your thoughts, Anon 💙

Zazá

[stillm0nster]

when  she  appears,  all  dolled  up  and  ready  for  a  date,  kiyong’s  heart  skips  a  beat.  she’s  always  so  gorgeous  but  something  within  him  twitched  at  the  thought  she  did  all  of  that  for  him  (  or  for  herself,  he  would  take  it  either  way  ).  his  lips  part  for  him  to  speak  but  nothing  emerges  as  he’s  met  with  a  problem.  does  she  prefer  his  bike?  was  it  a  mistake  that  he  swapped  the  bike  for  a  car?  his  mind  goes  a  mile  a  minute.  god,  the  effect  this  woman  has  on  him!  slipping  into  the  driver’s  seat,  he  turns  to  jiyeon  with  a  small  smile.  “ well,  i  swapped  it  with  this  car–-  for  the  night,  that  is.  thought  it  might  be  better  this  way… ”  he  admits,  nodding  towards  the  radio  which  is  the  plus  in  this  situation.  “ you  can  be  the  dj. ” / @mndstom

Two hours passed by fast. It was enough time for her to go to shower, choose her clothes, and put extra effort into her looks. And it's like on cue, she hears her phone's notification sound go off while she's in the bathroom. Rushing to her bedroom where the phone is lying on the bed, she opens it to see the message she received from him -- giggling to herself when she reads it. Then the butterflies start to fly in her stomach, and all of a sudden she's nervous. Why? They will not be going out to eat as friends anymore. They have taken a step over the line, and now... Holy moly, they're going on an actual date! She blows air between her lips and shakes her hands, trying to get rid of the nervousness in her body. There's nothing to be nervous about. He is still him. She almost drops her phone from her hands when it starts to ring and she sees Kiyong's name on the screen. With her grip tightening around the phone, she answers the call. "H - hello?" It's obvious to hear from her voice she's nervous, causing her to pat her forehead a couple times and curse herself in her mind. She doesn't need to be nervous! "Oh? I'm ready already so I will be outside soon." Wishing him a quick goodbye, she ends the call before reaching for her purse to put her phone, keys, and wallet in there. Plus lip balm, which she rushes to get from her bathroom. Double checking she has everything she needs, she heads outside to see him in a car. A car? "Where did you leave your bike?!" She exclaims after opening the passenger's side door to get inside. Jiyeon prepared to sit on his bike and enjoy the wind when they would ride with it, but a car works as well. They can talk and listen to music while he's driving to their destination.

[dreamofbona]

wishing dayoung the happiest birthday! she has a gorgeous voice and amazing vocals! i also always know when i'm watching a video with her in it that it will be hilarious because she's (in my opinion) one of the funniest idols out there.

additionally, i will forever be grateful to her for becoming part of chocome in jiyeon's place. without dayoung, we wouldn't have wjsn the black.

happy dayoung day!

[mabeobhqs]

if I brought an older female muse, such as im jiyeon, son hyekyo, or jun jihyun would anybody be willing to being her husband as gong yoo or lee moon-saeng?? I have plans for the couple for subplot 4!! that ends start rocky and venomous and ends super fluffy.

 hello , my lovely! Really gorgeous girls you named there!! i totally say go for it!! So if any of our current members or anyone lurking is interested in this amazing idea please send a message @baejlns !!

[hellogloom]

T-ARA: ALL KILL.

[mndstom]

Her eyes immediately land on the familiar - looking man when she sees him with the corner of her eye approaching her, carrying something with her hand. She takes the necklace with a tilt of her head, studying it for a while before her attention turns back on him. "It looks pretty." It's a genuine compliment, her gaze falling back on the pendant that she's holding in her hand. "I need high heels as well, but..." Jiyeon doesn't finish her sentence. Instead, she pushes the curtain open to reveal the dress that fits her perfectly. A playful side of her wants to dramatically pose in front of him, and ask his opinion of the dress, but she controls herself and turns around to face the mirror. Moving her dark locks out of the way, to one of her shoulders, she offers the necklace back to him, looking at him the entire time through the mirror. "Can you help me with this?" Someone would say she's teasing him, doing things on purpose to see his reaction, but she genuinely needs help with the necklace's lock ( not even bothering herself to put it on ). White high heels with the dress, and the necklace on her neck, she can see herself looking gorgeous for the date with the simple outfit she has chosen. And she didn't have to even go through different dresses. They were lucky. || @vicletnight

Though he did feel a little badly for leaving the other so abruptly, Jaeseong would have preferred her to receive his cool demeanor as opposed to any emotions that may have wanted to present to himself in that moment. Why was it that he felt flustered by the thought of something as simple as seeing the other in a nice little blue dress like that one? Sure, he'd been wanting to take the girl out for some time, but it's not like he was developing emotions in that span or anything. No, if anything he figured it was his excitement on if he could actually successfully woo her the way that he had hoped to. That explanation alone was much more reasonable, he assured himself as he glanced at the jewelry the store had set strategically under the overhead lights. Most of what they had honestly looked a little cheap, and many of the colors or jewels just shining because of the extra light that was given to them. There was one necklace at the back that did seem to catch his attention, though. It was a simple round gem with somewhat of a halo emanating around it, if that was the correct term? This strong pendant paired with the dainty chain it hung on was eye catching to the man, so it was this one he grabbed and took to the dressing rooms, seeing if she felt the same he had for the piece. It didn't take long finding Jiyeon, seeing as how he seemed to have decent timing that she was peeking out at the same time he'd arrived. "Try this on with it, okay?" he suggested as he gave the necklace to the other. "What's the final verdict?" he could only really see the tops of her shoulders, but was curious if it looked as good on her as he'd expected.

[snowyshadow]

Diesel, go rescue your beautiful man.

[ch. 75]