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#johnny #nct #nct127 #johnnyxreader #johnnysmut #johnnyxreadersmut #frat!johnny #nctxreader #nct127xreader #johnnyfluff

Set Up : Frat!Johnny

⇢ Synopsis: Johnny is never rude to anyone. which is why your four frat friends, Doyoung, Taeyong, Mark and Haechan think it’s so odd that you clash heads with the six foot Chicago native. Lucas has a secret, your friends try to play match maker, and you get sabotaged on multiple occasions, but it’s just another week at the frat ⇢ Pairing: Johnny x fem!reader  ⇢ Genre: smut, comedy (honestly nothing is funnier than frat nct I’m quaking) ⇢ Warnings: frat nct, lots of shenanigans in the frat, the boys act as match makers with powerpoints, jokes about Mark having a mommy/daddy kink… MEAN Johnny, Dom!Johnny, multiple orgasms, fingering, oral (f receiving), choking, hand cuffs, sex without a condom (wrap it when you tap it), big boy Johnny, man handling, pet names, im not going to lie this was completely self indulgent fic- English major Johnny- mentions of Jane Austen as a date idea, Himbo Light Tower, idk…  ⇢ Word Count: 13.8k ⇢ Tropes/AU’s: Frat au!, english major Johnny, enemies to lovers, slow burn, angst. 

The music feels amazing- or maybe it’s the shot you’d taken when you’d arrived at the frat- either way, the next best thing would naturally be; a boy. You don’t have to wait long.

Hands find your waist, and when you look down, you let out a giggle. It’s Halloween, and the guy behind you is a��� tiger?- you hope to god he’s not a furry. 

You’re feeling bold. It’s the first time you’ve come out to the frat.

You’ve somehow become acquainted with a group of its members in a first year philosophy course. Mark, Haechan, Taeyong, and Doyoung, well, Haechan specifically, decided in first class that you would be their new best friend, and had continued to sit next to you every day until he made it a reality.

They’re nice guys, it feels good to have friends with frat guys who aren’t douchebags, you’ve met quite a few. There are some asshole frat boys, but you try not to think about that as you turn in your mystery man’s arms-

And come face to face with the biggest asshole frat boy of them all.

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[mskimkaty]

My first ever GIF is Suh Johnny punching a mother fucking watermelon open.

[elixiryuta]

[11:15pm] you gasp for breath as he moves down to your jaw, your face blushed and hot. he starts leaving soft kisses down your neck, stopping at your collarbones, sucking on them while leaving small bites and whispering, “my baby.” all you can do is watch the ceiling as johnny worships you. his big hands on you, one gripping your waist while the other holds your jaw, making his way down. your breathing starts to pick up and he seems to notice as he reaches his face back up to capture your lips with his in a small but breathtaking kiss. “i love you.” he says on your lips. resuming his position, he starts to say, “tell me if you can’t handle it or if you need me to stop. i want to make you feel good baby. you deserve to feel good. you’re so beautiful.” he explains as he leaves kisses on your stomach, making his way down. “my perfect babygirl.”

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now playing: single by the neighbourhood

[seulgiswhoreee]

and now, i fight | johnny (m) (teaser)

pairing: prince!johnny x peasant/rebel!reader

word count: TBD

genre: historical fiction

summary: Prince Johnny J. Suh is one who has been controlled by his parents his entire life. They have limited his childhood, his teen years, and even now, they try to control him as an adult inside their designer castle walls. He wants to break away from them, be free and do his own without worrying about what his parents have to say. What'll happen when he gets the opportunity to join the revolution being staged against them?

warnings: breeding kink, bondage, body worship, master kink, degradation, and praise kink, collaring, dirty talk, face fucking, size kink, bulge kink, orgasm denial, somnophilia, sexy times in the ✨1890s✨, war, basically a Korean version of the American revolution lol, lots and lots of secrets, johnny double-crossing his family, punishment to reader's friends by the royal family, that's it I think lol, absolutely no 1800s talk cuz idrk how they talked back then lol

sneak peek below the bar!! italics is 1895 and normal is present times (1937)

“Mommy, mommy!! Tell us a tale!” The Queen beamed as she strolled into her children’s impressive boudoir, made out of only the finest, most exquisite elements. “What tale would you like to hear tonight, my dears?” The children glance at each other and snicker slightly, “Tell us how you became Queen!!” The Queen raises her eyebrows in shock, “Why would you want to learn about that? I see my busy bees have been doing their research about the monarchy?” The Queen reaches over and ruffles their hair up. “Mhm!” They reply, smiles bright on their faces. “Okay, my little smart cookies. I’ll tell the tale. Our tale begins in March of 1895, the Queen had just thrown a big birthday ball for her only son weeks before…”

The ball was magnificent and festive, striking colors all throughout. And the birthday boy, Prince Johnny J. Suh, clad in the fanciest royal suit anyone had ever seen! He looked dashing, breathtaking even, all of the princesses from different areas wanted him. Yet, he rejected them all. He yearned for a soulmate, a lover, someone to deeply connect with, not some stuck up princess who only wanted him for his dashing looks and riches. He simply refused to dance with anyone and kept to himself the entire night, his night.

Towards midnight, when all of the evil stepsisters had gone to wipe off their hideous makeup and abuse their Cinderella at home, the Queen furiously stalked up to her son, and she slapped him. “What the hell is wrong with you? Johnny J. Suh, I did not raise you to turn down such beautiful women a chance to become your Queen! How am I supposed to trust that you’ll rule our land well when you’re father and I are gone?” He looked down at his feet and quietly grumbled, “It’s not like you really raised me at all.” The Queen almost missed his snarkiness with how quiet he was. Almost. “What did you just say to me? Do not ever disrespect me again, boy, or so help me God-” He grimaced and held his hands protectively in front of his face in annoyance. “I got it, Ma, never disrespect the Queen.. yada yada.” He walked away, getting in the horse carriage designed to take him home. He looked at his mother one last time, who looked at him with swirls of disappointment in her brown eyes, and the horse rode off into the night sky.

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I hope this sneak peak gets y'all excited for this, because I certainly am.

[way-veee]

ineedyou

                   word count: 1.7k+

rating: m

genre: drama, mystery, smut, romance, sad

warnings: dark themes, smut, talk of suicide and depression

pairing: johnny x reader

pt. 10

johnny got up before you, he rose from the bed with a light smile on his face. he looks at you heavily sleeping, unaware of the brightness  outside. it was only 10:30 so he figures you could be sleeping for a little longer and he could go get something to eat while you still sleep.

you snore lightly and johnny scrunches his nose at how cute you look. his whole body is rigid and hurting from last night. he blushes to himself, he cant believe he did that. he tries to remember every little detail of last night without getting out of hand.

 he smiles and laughs to himself, these thoughts carry him into the kitchen.

"jonathaan"

 taeyong yells annoyingly while standing up out of his chair waving his arms like johnny was a soldier coming home from a battle. johnny hides his red cheeks into his shouders as he steps up into the kitchen passing a few of the boys.

"why the blush johnny?"

mark teases ruffling up his hair. johnny smiles and twitches his nose.

"nothing, you guys are just so weird."

"hes done it oh my god hes done it!"

 mark yells also standing out of his chair joining taeyong in jumping around. they hold hands and yell.

 "johnny got laid! johnny got laid!"

johnny wants to strangle both of these annoying boys but is too tired to do so. he believes waiting to do it later when they least expect it will suffice. yuta just looks at him and chuckles while continuing to eat his strawberries. johnny grabs a banana and slowly peels it as mark and taeyong finally calm down. 

"so, john?"

 taeyong asks sitting back down. johnny makes wide clueless eyes because that conversation starter could literally lead down so many different paths.

"how was it?"

mark finishes annoyed, like taeyongs equally sassy twin sentence finisher. johnny rolls his eyes and twitches his nose again.

"oh my god two nose twitches it must have been mind blowing!" mark yells.

johnny hits the table in frustration. he was about to wonder how mark could read his mind but then remembers that he usually twitches his nose out of embarrassment and mentally smacks himself in the head.

"I think I heard some of it!"

 jungwoo yells like a toddler, running to a seat between mark and yuta.

 "at first, I thought hey, that's a loud chipmunk. and then I listened for a bit longer and thought, hey I didn't now chipmunks knew how to speak. especially words like the ones I heard-"

johnny lunges forward half joking and pushes jungwoo so he almost falls off the chair. he hears the others boys laughing and chuckles, wondering how he got stuck with so many smart asses.

he tries to not let them ruin his fantastic mood, but every minute that passes proves how hard that really would be.

johnny glares at jungwoo and mark, who are smiling at each other mischievously like they had accomplished some big thing by simultaneously annoying and embarrassing johnny.

 then, johnny looks at taeyong whose pursing his lips and puffing out his cheeks mocking yuta who had stuffed so many berries in his mouth he looked like a squirrel.

 johnny notices this all too real humiliation party made especially for him. but what he doesn't notice is you approaching the kitchen from the hallway.

you just woke up a few minutes ago to the beautiful serenade of taeyong and marks screams. then you heard them talking about your "events" of last night and you couldn't help but listen. 

"no but seriously you guys literally sounded like: ohhhh my god yesss! uh!"

jungwoo moans in an exaggerated high female voice and all the others laugh hysterically.

 "wait no it was more like eeeeh! omigoood johnnnyy!"

yuta adds in, in an even more cartoon like voice.

 johnny blocks his ears when all the boys join in making exaggerated moans. you felt like this was your time to enter the conversation, so you fearlessly stride into the kitchen.

all sounds cease when they watch you seriously walk in, you think you even hear yuta hiccup. you wordlessly walk towards an astounded johnny and move his hands, sitting in his lap facing the island table.

 "uhhhh" jungwoo starts.

"you guys have it all wrong." you fake whine.

"you have to put the emphasis on the last syllables and hitch your voice on the last word, like:  eemm! gooood john!"

 you hold out your hands and look at them exasperatedly like they were clueless.

then at once after a beat of silence, they all laugh and gesture to you yelling

"thanks!"

"oh it all makes sense now!"

 and really loudly trying out the tips on your moans that you gave them.

 you feel johnny rest his head on your back smiling, but red and sweaty from embarrassment.

 you laugh definitely enjoying your creation more then he was. you turn back and tug on johnnys hair. he lifts his smiling beet red face to yours and then you kiss his forehead whispering,

"hi ya I missed you."

he chuckles and whispers back.

"I missed you too, but I think I might revoke that statement because well, im being humiliated and its somewhat because of you."

 you laugh lightly into his face, taken away by the curve of his nose and the shape of his eyes.

 "come on, you know you love me."

 he smiles again biting his lower lip, looking at how pink your lips are and how adorable it is how your forehead wrinkles when you scrunch your nose.

 "ya" he muses, "youre right."

 your face gets red now not because of the onslaught of moans and sex noises the boys were making, but because johnny just said that he loved you. it made your whole stomach flip and your head spin.

 "well that's good because I do too."

now its johnny turn to change to an even deeper shade that resembles the strawberry bits spread all over yutas mouth.

 "lets get out of here," johnny coaxes you getting out of his chair.

 "but I haven't eaten" you frown towards him.

 "I was thinking of taking you somewhere that supplies breakfast, unless our fruit loops are too tasty to part with?"

you playfully punch him in the shoulder and nod giddy.

"sure I can, just watch me."

" if you insist" he smiles.

 as you leave the boys stop yelling cuss words and all yell goodbye,

 "farewell my dear!" taeyong yells at you again.

 you elegantly curtsy and point at all of them like you were famous and thanking your fans. they all laugh and point back.

"farewell jonathan my boy!" taeyong waves again as the final farewell like he was sending us off to sea.

 you smile and scrunch your face as you walk to the bathroom.

"y/n?" johnny questions softly tugging on your hand.

 you look at him quizzically. johnny leans in a kisses you lightly. youre still as nervous as the first time he kissed you. and when he detaches his soft lips you shudder.

 "whew that was good"

 "yea?" johnny laughs at how cute you were.

you twirl into the bathroom, turn on the light and as you shut the door you say:

"the best I think."

 you hear johnny laugh on the other side of the door and you jump a little bit from how perfect everything is. you could of stayed talking to and kissing johnny all day.

but right now you craved fruit loops and hoped that whatever johnnys plans were, they can top those sugar coated wheat circles.

you doubt it.

[bubuutyong]

Johnny, do you want to kill me slowly? :)

Have you watched Johnny's relay cam? My mind went crazy after i watched this episode lol, i bet you have a 'thought' too about this 👀🌚🌚

I have some idea to make a oneshot, should i write it??

[smoochyuno]

requests are open!

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most important: I WON’T be taking requests for the 00 liners and younger as I don’t feel comfortable writing for them 

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I take requests for ALL kinds of formats

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[ohbaibeeitsyou]

Nobody asked but here’s Johnny as heavenly words~

[mskimkaty]

I AM THAT GIRL

angst, slight fluff, smut

WARNINGS: MENTIONS OF DEPRESSION, MENTAL ILLNESS, SUICIDE, SELFHARM, DRAMA, SMUT, VANILA SMUT, SWEARING, KIM JENNIE IS A BITCH HERE AND SO OTHER MENTION REAL LIFE PEOPLE BUT ITS PURELY FICTIONAL.

synopsis:Johnny Suh, the most popular boy in college, tried to take his life? what could possibly go wrong with his wealthy background, popularity, and basically having everything in the palm of his hands?

expected word count: 12,692

release date: 01/18/21 (somehow, got deleted. so Im reposting)

details: college!au, strangers to friends to lovers!au.

JohnnySuh x reader.

Johnny Suh walked the hallways in his college ground and not one passerby gives him the freedom to do his business. Students give him a look of pity, as acquaintances try to give him fake words of comfort that disgustingly crawls at the back of his skin.

They were just into the gossip, but they never really care. It was obvious from how they whisper behind his back for looking out of place and out of character, he could see their mocking gazes every time he walks past them.

he pulled his hood up and covered his old blonde hair now dyed into jet black, the usual smile plastered on his lips was now in a tight line and was placed the usually friendly demeanor with a scowl on his face.

people are staring, not in a good way, but because he looks ridiculous in their minds.

"Youngho, if you need anything, I'd gladly do it for you." Johnny heard his Korean name roll of someone's lips and now he feels disgusted with himself for the 9th time that day, he was back to zero and the acid rushes past his throat and he might vomit with the anxiety building up in the pit of his stomach upon hearing his birth name. He halts his movements and turns around to face Kim Jennie.

How does she have the nerve to say that when she cheated on him with Jongin? He treated him like a brother. Her hands travel on his biceps, the usual warmth he felt in the past now buried at the back of his memories, and now, he's just disgusted with her. He ignored her and continued walking past her, Jennie's peers were instantly beside her to console her with words of comfort because her ex-lover practically brushes her off like she was nothing.

You didn't expect a drama unfolding in front of you while standing in your locker area, Christmas break was finally over, and now students are back putting their noses in other people's business. Especially, Johnny Suh's business.

You shrugged your shoulders and walks back to your class, this is definitely a way to start your first day at this University.

Johnny sat at the far back of the room, sporting unusual dark clothing rather than the usual light colors of his wardrobe, the professor walks in, shaking his head upon seeing him at the back completely not understanding how Johnny's mind works.

Johnny knows, just by the look his professor is giving at him, he knew and have seen that twice already — he couldn't control the urge to stand up harshly making the chair he was using falls down to the ground as he walks to the door not bothering to look back, stunning everybody in the room.

When Johnny came back to school after his attempt, he felt more pulled down in the darkest pit inside him, he was unhappy more than he did when he was attempting. The funny part? when people knew about his attempt, people started flocking around him as they cared, but it was obvious. They just wanted to be with him because of his surname and money.

Even Jennie did not differ from the other students trying to impress him. The sad part about it is that he genuinely liked her, but she was just up for it because of the money and fame, and maybe the good fuck. His friends were no different, people might think that he's happy being the captain of the football team, but his life was toxic with every moment. He was in more pain than ever, his friends who were his teammates low-key discarded him thinking he's a freak saying he needed to seek attention.

Johnny knew that they weren't practically saying that to his face, but they were showing it.

They weren't wrong, he knew that, but it was different. They were all trying to impress him, worshiping the ground he walks on and now he's on the rocky side of the road, they drop him? because their parents told them to?

Johnny empties his locker, blindly shoving everything in his duffle bag when his best friend, Kim Jongin, walks inside. He hardly shoved everything inside his bag and harshly closed his locker's door, scowling at the older boy.

"Look, I'm sorry, okay?" he heard him. "This isn't you at all, why are you suddenly changing? Johnny, I already said I'm sorry." that's the ugly fact. People around him are blind enough not to notice the slight changes in him and the little signs that he wasn't mentally stable.

"This isn't an apology. You're asking me to suck it up. It's Different."

Lunch came and Johnny has nowhere to go, not with all the pity looks the student body is giving him, he had a take-out for his meal and had his lunch alone in an empty room. deciding he has no appetite to eat something, he walked out of the building and drove out to Nakamoto Yuta's basement. He's supposed to be dead two weeks before this day, but here he was, seeking for Yuta's dirty business.

"Johnny Suh." Nakamoto Yuta was known for his dirty business around campus, selling overpriced illegal transactions under the table, tattoos, and piercing. "Stop talking like I'm some god. No god would try to kill himself."

"figures."

"I don't understand, how are you still in the university and not behind bars?" Johnny asks after taking a long drag on his blunt.

"This is the only way to have food on the table, and I need to graduate. I rather do these than sell my body."

Sadly enough when Johnny checked his phone, no calls or messages from his parents. As cliche as it sounds, he wants his father to check on him but after seeing him in his room bathed in his blood on the ground, his father drifted more away from him.

When he got home that night, his family was having dinner without him, his younger sister, Yerim, ran up to him and hugged him. "Oppa, where have you been? I've been calling you." his sister was the only purest being for him, and he distances himself around her, he doesn't want him to expose her to things that only he knew.

"Yerim, go to your room." the impersonal voice of their father surrounds the dining area and Yerim flinch. looking up to his eyes before walking away.

Kim Ji hoon walks up to him and looks at him with disdain. "Stop being a disgrace, If you can't act like your invisible. I don't need a disgrace in this house." It wasn't new to Johnny anymore.

His father may not be vocal about it in the past but he knew that his father doesn't want him to breathe the same air he does, if God may allow it, he knows that his father wanted him dead, he wanted his father to acknowledged him, and he did everything, that was when Johnny was kissing up to his reputation of being the good son, ace-ing all his grades, being the captain of the football team, doing unnecessary extracurricular activities for extra points, being the good boyfriend, good friend, good son, and a good brother, but it was all too much for him, he felt that he was borrowing someone's life to the point that he doesn't recognize him anymore.

His father hated him so much that he didn't even give him his last name, and the ugly part about it is that Johnny understood his father because he was the reason his mother died. "You can't even do one thing properly, and now everyone living in this town knows about you killing yourself."

"Are you saying that I didn't properly kill myself?" he wanted to vomit. He chuckled as he ran his hands down his locks. "Go fuck yourself," he murmured and walk down to the guest room where he was temporarily sleeping, his step-mother hasn't asked the helpers to clean his room's carpet that is still bathed in his blood, he looked at his wrist that is covered in a bandage, the ugly reminder that he was unhappy and that there is no saving from this anymore. Finding the reason to wake up was hard enough and going to school was another thing, but he did anyway.

People still gossip behind his back, ugly as it sounds, people are disgustingly twisted. He smirked upon hearing he still looked hot as fuck with black hair, one student saying she would gladly do him, blonde or black.

"Jennie must have cheated knowing that he's a freak."

"hey, he might hear you, lower your voice."

"He needs to seek professional help."

"I don't understand him at all. His popular, his ex-girlfriend was fucking hot, he's rich, has great looks, and has a hella hot of a sister." something snapped inside him when he heard some asshole talked disgustingly about his sister.

Before he could even think properly, Johnny repulsively pushed the guy up to the wall. "The hell!" the stranger shouted as the other students stop to stare.

"Did you fucking talked about my sister like that?"

People are staring not because of an aggressive man pushing a full-grown body against the wall like it's nothing. it's not uncommon to see a fistfight for the entire student body to see, people are staring because, Johnny Suh, for once stunned everybody with his demeanor that is completely out of his character. Yes, he is a big guy, but he was kind, sweet, and friendly, so Johnny using force for the first time against someone was a sight to see, added to the fact that this is the first time people heard him cursing, and If eyes could kill already, the guy who talked shit about his sister is practically dead right now, he would brush it off in the past, blindly ignoring gossip about him but this is the first time that someone disrespects his sister right in front of his face and definitely, it is the first time that he gave less fuck about his reputation.

Johnny stared at the man that lacks the urge to answer him, him sending shivers down the stranger's spine. He manhandled the guy and throw him down the floor. "You had the nerve to run that filthy mouth against my sister but doesn't have the balls to answer when I'm confronting you?" he smirked and walked away.

Johnny spent the whole week going to the university but doesn't bother attending his classes, he doesn't want to be left alone at home but doesn't want to go to his classes. He just lost every motivation to do something productive.

Johnny walked his usual path these past few days, going to an empty room on the 4th floor of the Marketing's building to kill time, he gently pushed open the door and saw you changing your clothes. You were almost done, putting your white dress shirt over your shoulder without noticing that you're giving a stranger a free show.

Johnny freezes up, staring and lingering more than usual. He was mesmerized by how your skin glistens under the light slipping through the windows, but what made him stop on his track is the lack of hair you have in your body. It's just smooth skin all over your body.

When you felt someone behind you, you turn your body around to look at the intruder, you saw someone and instantly locked eyes with him. At first, you were scared of seeing Suh Johnny behind you, Johnny got a full view of your unbuttoned shirt and your chest clad in your undergarments. it's not like you saw a ghost, he didn't die per se, but then it has drawn to you, that Johnny, in the flesh, saw you changing clothes. Your reflex acts up and you turn yourself away from him, pulling your clothes to hug yourself, you fix your buttons as you run out to get out of the embarrassment.

The next day, you went to your usual spot in the library to eat your lunch when you saw somebody sitting on your chair. You shrug your shoulders and sit across the stranger who had his head tucked in his arms on the table. You were excited to eat your favorite sandwich because your mother specially made it for you, it was a rare moment given your mother raised you and your sibling alone, having to work two jobs at a time just to put food on the table and to send you to a good school. You appreciate her and love her with all your heart, she was the only one you had next to your older brother, you were good at being invisible, it was your last semester at the university. Trying to finish one subject and your practicum silently like you didn't exist at all. You laughed at the fact that you had no one in this damn hell, but you didn't care.

You started eating your sandwich in silence while opening a good book to read, you were happy in your bubble. Johnny must have heard you as you flip pages after pages. His stomach growling after registering the wonderful smell coming from his surroundings. When he lifts his head, his eyes flicked to your form, silently eating while reading a book, you were so happy in your little bubble, giggling while reading. He straightens his back and you notice the guy across you, putting a face in the stranger who sleeps across you.

A blush crept up on your face when you realize it was Johnny again, you remembered the recent events that happened between the both of you, and your embarrassed ass started coughing hard, you hold your neck rather than reaching for the bottled water in front of you as you choke none stop in front of him. He was left dumbfounded for a couple of seconds but reach for the bottle and unclasp it before handing it to you, you chugged half the contents down your throat and he watched you with fascination.

"Thank you." You said in a small voice.

You put the bottle back in its place as silence hangs in the air, it wasn't a bad kind of silence, but it was awkward. You offer him the other half of your sandwich as you watch him look at you questioningly. "Your hungry." It wasn't a question. You knew he was hungry given you kept hearing his stomach growling a while ago. "You know a little food won't hurt you right?"

Johnny laughs at your ironic statement but accepts your offer anyway, "Don't get your hopes up, I'm not up for a casual relationship." he says as you thought that he wouldn't accept your offer, given that he's rich and can buy a much better lunch than what you're currently having, but then again, you shouldn't judge a book by its cover.

"I was just offering you food."

"Thanks." When he finished your sandwich rather quickly, he went back to sleeping in front of you. He liked hearing the sound of you flipping pages after pages as you read your book silently in front of him and the occasional giggle you let out when read something funny. When he woke up to go home, you were gone, but you left your coat as you hung it around his shoulders to keep him warm.

When he came back the day after, in the library, you didn't come back.

The next morning, Johnny awoke earlier than usual, heading to his car without giving a glance at his family, Yerim saw him and was rather puzzled at the baby pink coat he was holding delicately in his arms. He drove fast to get to the university, walking inside the library to wait for you if ever you were going to be there again.

Lunch came, and your guess was right, you see the same blacked haired boy taking a nap in your usual spot with your coat right beside him. You sat across him again and started minding your business, but this time, you had another bag of sandwiches repaired for him. You weren't ignorant about Johnny's attempt, but you choose to respect his space, you knew that he wasn't mentally stable yet. He might look fine outside and you might not know what goes inside his head, but you knew that he isn't fine. No one's mentally stable, everybody has their hardships in their private lives going on right now, but the important thing is that people shouldn't use it against someone, and as long as they don't step on other people to feel better for themselves then it's good.

You might not understand what he's going through right now, you weren't friends, to begin with, but you feel for him. Sincerely.

Johnny felt peaceful for once after many years, it was an odd feeling, but it wasn't bad. You were browsing your phone, checking your emails and your mother's, clearing and archiving unimportant ones. You look at the time and it was already half past lunchtime. Wednesday is a pain in the ass for you, you have to wait for 5 hours until your next class in the afternoon. You didn't notice Johnny waking from his nap, seeing as you still haven't touched the sandwich bags in front of you, he's guessing you still haven't eaten.

"I'm Johnny."

You look at the man in front of you, his usual strawberry locks are now turned into black, sporting a gray hoodie over his black shirt and matching gray track pants. You study his expression, his not extending his hands for a handshake nor his face valid of any emotion, yet you smile and said "What happened to not being in a casual relationship?"

Johnny was taken back, you give him the sweetest smile you could offer and handed him the extra sandwich you had, "You know, some people would reply with their names." he said as he accepts the food that you offered, you look at him as if contemplating before speaking.

"Y/n"

"I'm not sure, but what department are you from?" he asked after taking a bite of his food. "This is good, by the way. Who made this?"

"What question do you want me to answer first?" you asked laughing. "My mom made it, and I'm from the same department as you, Though, I just transferred to this school after the Holidays,

If he was shocked he didn't show it, Johnny nods his head as if acknowledging you, "I just want time to pass by quickly and silently, that's why no one knows I exist here. I'm just trying to live another day until I graduate." You said making Johnny fall silent.

"Good for you," he replied after a good minute with the both of you munching on your foods. "Was it hard?" he asked.

"What is?"

"You don't seem to have anyone, do you even have friends?" you laughed at his statement because it was the truth. "Yeah, something like that. It wasn't that bad I might have no friends because I choose not to have any relationships with anybody in here."

"That sucks, I'm not going to ask the reason why you transferred in the middle of the semester because that's your business, not mine," he says, you study his face and you weren't sure whether to run your mouth over his business or not, deciding against it you stood up and take your things with you. "Let me show you something."

Walking down the stairs while both of you kept a little distance, you lead him to the visual room, pulling the keys in your backpack and unlocking it. "Why do you have a key to the AVR?" he asks bewildered.

"Perks of being the teacher's pet," you replied as you pulled him inside, turning the computer and projector on, you played a video about constellations and aimed the projector above.

Stars hover above the two of you and you urge him to lay down beside you, looking up and taking a moment of peace to embrace both of you.

"When things get hard and I tend to be alone; let's be honest, no one wants to feel lonely, especially at the hardest times of our lives. But then, you can't force someone to be there with you physically and emotionally and it sucks to have yourself suck it up for being alone. So, I do this, I take my time staring at these constellations. You see, they're really beautiful to me. I find them fascinating, they have this beautiful meaning behind them, it was always fun finding their patterns, connecting them until they're complete, you just have to look closely, in that way, you'll appreciate them more." you smile while pointing above you, he might not look at you but your presence beside him does him wonders, it was so powerful that even if he closes his eyes, he still feels you beside him. The warmth he was feeling coming from you, your steady breathing, and your sweet scent.

You spent your Mondays and Wednesdays with Johnny, eating lunch together, or spending time as you watch different constellations every week.

Friday morning, you made a quick detour to your department before clocking in for your practicum, before leaving the premises a professor asked you for a favor and you agreed to make a copy of the files she was asking for. When you came back from the printing room, you saw a commotion ahead. It wasn't you to pry on other people's business, but your legs must have their mind when you saw a familiar tall build that is clad in a black hoodie.

Johnny Suh stands in the middle with Kim Jongin and Kim Jennie on the other side. He was hyperventilating.

"Just leave, please." Kim Jongin shouted at him, you can see the obvious horror written on everyone's faces. Kim Jennie was stuck beside Jongin as she shed tears silently, disbelief written in Johnny's face.

"Do you know what went wrong? it's because you were never enough." Jennie drops the bomb for everyone to hear, Johnny was livid. If he could crush everything that he could see he would take the chance and do it. If he could take his life again, he wouldn't give a single fuck and he'll gladly do it.

"I can't believe you both. I wasn't the one who cheated with my best friend, why the fuck do you act like it's my fault?" you heard Johnny said and for the first time your heart broke for him.

You found him in your usual spot in the library, his head hanging low and his body shaking as he tries to catch his breath. You drop your coat over his head and give him the bottle of water you were holding, instead of sitting across him, you sat next to him without overstepping and respecting his space to cool down.

When he started to calm down, he handed your coat back to you, stood up, and left the library. Saying you were dumbfounded was an understatement but you choose to understand him.

Days passed by and Johnny was still a no show. When a week has already passed without seeing Johnny, you started to get worried. You wished you asked for his number, but then again, you weren't even that close, to begin with. You decide to spend your long-vacant in the visual room, playing random constellations as you think about a certain boy.

When that certain boy suddenly appeared right in front of you. "I'm sorry." He had his hands inside his grey sweatpants.

"What matters is that you came."

Johnny joined you on the floor, staring up at the ceiling, after a moment of silence, he spoke up. "Why did you help me? why do you even care about me at all? I'm a mess."

"Aren't we friends?" You asked even though it was clear that he turned your offer of friendship down a while ago.

"What you said about the constellations earlier made me realize how I took myself for granted and at the same time how ungrateful I am."

You look at him and give him the chance to speak up. "I didn't have the will to live, do you know that you are annoyingly optimistic about everything?" He jokingly asked, and you laughed with him.

"Is that a compliment or what?"

"I still don't have a reason to be here." He suddenly says. Johnny looks at your face as if reading you, he was prepared to see you pitying him but there was none.

"You don't have to look for it. You have yourself because, at the end of the day, you only got your own back," you turn to him as you give him a look. Johnny envied you, it was obvious, and you can read him like an open book. "Don't, don't look at me like that, Johnny Suh." the way his name rolled down your tongue felt flawless, as if you were born to say his name out loud.

"We all have our shortcomings, I'm not perfect nor are people around me, no one is, and we have to accept that fact, give less care about people who can't accept that."

"It's not as easy as it seems," Johnny says, your hand brushing back the stray hair that falls on his forehead as if your hand has a mind of its own. "Sorry-"

"It's fine. I like it." Both of you turn towards the ceiling as you continue to watch the stars, keeping the comfortable silence and just hang around each other.

For weeks, spending time in the library and the visual room to watch the stars has been your thing with Johnny Suh, you couldn't even imagine being friends with the likes of him, you view him as a constellation star, he's mysterious behind his disguise as he tends to fool everyone with, he was hard to reach and was always up above you, he brightens the surroundings like how the stars brighten the night sky, for you, he was more than the famous campus boy that everybody likes, even if he can't realize that.

Weeks passed by and you look forward to your Mondays and Wednesdays than the fact that you are graduating.

You were busy transferring your books to your backpack as you stand in front of your locker when Johnny came to you. "I didn't know we have the same classes."

You were stunned when you saw him talking to you in the open, students started looking in your way as if seeing a history. The most known guy in the University is with a nobody, but you shrugged it anyway as you closed your locker's door. You bite back at your tongue with all the attention you were getting, anxiety creeping out to you but you choose to ignore it.

"You weren't even attending your classes," you told him as you fix your backpack, the both of you started walking, keeping the same slow pace and taking your time.

"Well, I now have a reason, at least," he says as he grabs the strap of your bag and slings it in his shoulder. You ignore the bubbly feeling inside you and continued walking. Smiling at yourself as you forget about the stares around you.

"You're so cheesy, Suh Johnny." You giggled at him and for the first time, you saw a genuine smile creeping on his face.

When Lunch came, both of you sat outside to enjoy the sunny weather. "I'm going to start my Practicum next week," Johnny told you suddenly, and you stood up so fast to walk around the table to hug him.

"I'm so glad!" the sincere happiness is written on your face that even Johnny laughs with you.

"Thanks to you, I feel like, there's more to it than ending my life at the age of 21," he says and you shake your head at him.

"No, I didn't do anything. It's mostly you. I'm just here beside you to guide you, but it's your own will."

"I'll be honest with you, hurting myself still runs on my head but the difference this time is, I'm scared to do it." you didn't know what to reply to that so you just extend your hands towards his and hold it firmly in your grasp.

The rest of your day went ahead without you noticing, time flies by rather quickly when you are with Johnny. You stood waiting for your bus to arrive when a black Audi stops in front of you. Its windows rolling down and you see Johnny peeking through the window to smile at you.

"You want to wait for your bus or be logical and save time?" you laugh at his way of asking you for a ride but walk towards the passenger to join him in his car otherwise. The car ride was rather chaotic, you were debating about what to put first, milk or cereal, and you felt the horrors when Johnny says he puts milk in first. He was laughing like a child at how horrified you look.

"Anything's fine with me. I put whatever in first," he says after a long minute of arguing.

"I'm telling you, not to live like that!" you argue back. "Cereal comes first and then milk goes in, just imagine, do you pour the soap first before the water? it's water before the soap!" you explained and he laughs at how rilled up you get.

The argument was cut off when you arrived at your house. Johnny parked his car in front of your house and for some reason, your mother came in wearing an apron over her clothes. She raises an eyebrow at the unknown car blocking her driveway and you look at Johnny who looks back at you.

"Your mother is intimidating." He says.

"Want to come over for dinner?" you ask, and It took him a second before responding, " You think that's a good idea?"

"Come on, Mr. Suh, grow some balls, it's just my mom." Johnny looks offended at your statement.

"I have balls that girls flock around with," he retorted. You sigh and open the passenger seat greeting your mom with a smile as you ran to hug her.

"Can my friend stay for dinner?" you asked after hugging her. Johnny is behind you as he introduced himself as your friend and your mother shocked him by giving him a warm hug.

"There's still room for another boy in my house, I believe, it's no problem." Your mother stated as Johnny gives you a confused glance. Your mother invited him in and you welcomed him.

Inside, your older brother, Taeil is strumming his guitar with three other guys in the living room. "Oh, This is my Brother, Taeil." you casually said at him as you hung both of your jackets.

"You didn't tell me you have a brother." He whispered at you, standing awkwardly beside you. Taeil waved at him and you push him to sit beside Jaehyun.

"This is Jaehyun, Doyoung, and Ten. They're all bandmates during high school so they're always here for my brother," you explained. "And your mother's cooking." Ten added.

"Well, now you know," You said as you turn to him. "Let me just go to my room and freshen up real quick, just make yourself feel at home," you say as you back up on your track. "Cool."

Johnny didn't feel out of place for some reason, he was really happy that he got to meet your brother and his bandmates, they were cool to be around. They entertained him and ask what were his hobbies are and for the first time, he took his time to think about what he likes to do. He likes to draw.

When dinner was served, all the boys helped your mother to set up the table, Johnny was persistent in helping even after telling him to sit and wait because he was a guest. You let him help otherwise.

Dinner was well spent, he enjoyed talking with everyone and your mother even asks him to visit anytime he wants. Taeil takes a liking to him, asking him to hang out whenever he's free. Johnny presented to do the dishes and you helped him when he was done his shirt was a total mess because of the water splashing through the faucet, a good thing is that your brother has some clothes that are way oversized for him, and he lets Johnny use them.

You handed him the shirt, accidentally seeing a huge bruise on his chest and stomach, before you knew it, you stop him as he was about to put his shirt on. "What happened?"

His bruises must have slipped his mind and he mentally cursed himself at it. You were horrified. "Johnny, are you getting beat up?"

"I don't want to talk about this," he pulled his shirt down "Y/n, It's getting late. I should head home now. Thank you for dinner, I enjoyed it." and before you know it, Suh Johnny was gone.

Weeks passed by and Johnny was a complete no show. Faint rays of the sun trickled down through your curtains and fell on your room's marbled floor, you look up at your window and were blinded by the light, sitting up, you let your feet hovered on your marbled floors and mentally prepare yourself for the day.

In the office, your instructor asked you to copy some files and you gladly agreed to do it as you don't have much going on for the time being. You thought that it was hard doing your practicum, but all you did at the office was run errands evolving the x-ray machine. Your mind drifted back to Johnny, you'll have to talk to him. Being worried about him is already killing you and the last time you saw him was three weeks ago.

Wednesday came and you sat at your usual spot in the library, studying for the upcoming exams as you patiently wait for the tall black-haired guy. You forced yourself to do some actual studying but for some reason, all you can think about was Suh Johnny who didn't even show up.

The week passed by in a blur and on Thursday you went to your University to take the exam, you were scheduled for the second batch, and instead of your usual schedule of Wednesday, your professor divided your class into two batches.

You weren't even aware that your exams already finished as you were walking to your locker to put away some books.

You understood that Johnny had issues and you hated that you can't do anything to help him. You would do anything for him if that means for the comfort inside him and his peace of mind. You might not know the reason for his depression but everyone has a reason and you know that everybody around you has some issues going on in their private lives. You look around, seeing other students do their thing, minding their own business, some are even bored and waiting for their exams, You saw Jennie and Jongin together looking at you with disgusted faces that you shrugged off.

Johnny saw you as you mindlessly walk your way to the visual room, and he followed behind you silently, as he looks over his ex-girlfriend and ex-best friend. He realized he never really had a connection with Jennie before, they were both just into the sex, and then it gets awkward when they started to talk.

You were already done setting the projector up, walking in the center to lay down when you heard someone entered, and when you saw Johnny at the entrance of the room, his hands on his sweatpants pocket as he gives you a look, you stood up and ran to give him a big hug. You shed tears for him, as you give him a tight hug.

"Why are you crying?" he asked.

"Aren't we friends?" You asked him as you hold him in your arms. "Friends share their pains. So, I'll be here. I just want you to know that I'll be here when you needed someone to be there with you." Johnny fought his tears but who was he kidding? He yearns for someone's affection and not because of who he was but because it was him. And this time, he finally had someone to share his pains with. People already viewed him as someone going on a phase, probably someone rebelling against his parents but Johnny was more than that. He didn't care about it, though. He learned to give less fuck about insignificant people around him.

"My father used to beat me up, Football was just an excuse to cover up these bruises." He admitted. He was disgusted and embarrassed about it. But it was you, and he knows that you're not one to judge someone based off on their appearances.

You shed more tears for him. "Johnny, You don't deserve that, no one deserves that," you say caressing his cheeks. You hated the cheesy statement but you ignore it anyway, what you were feeling at the moment isn't important. Johnny was opening up to you.

The two of you manage to have time off from the university and Practicum. (Johnny started his practicum last, last week, that's why he was MIA most of the time, that time.) Johnny was hanging out at your house, the problem was, your mother and brother are both at work, so you take it to yourself that being alone with him, at your house, is inappropriate. You drag him outside, leading the way to one of your favorite diners.

"I am telling you, you're going to regret that," you said.

"What's wrong with what I ordered?" Johnny did this little thing in his nose, and you take a moment to look at him as you smile at him. You ignore the stares around you, feeling like a sore thumb sticking and obviously, out of place. Johnny scowl at the man who was drunk out of his wits, shamelessly checking you out. This wasn't the first time, this always happened, but not to you though. You told him to ignore it, that man was probably in here to order a cup of coffee.

"Their chicken and waffles here are the best! I'm telling you, I'm not going to share with you."

One pout of his lips towards you and you were switching your plates towards Johnny. You told him, only because this was the first time that he got to try out your favorite dish, and there won't be a second chance in the future. Johnny was kind enough to share a piece of waffle with you. But not the chicken, though. He fell head over heels for it.

Bit by bit, Johnny's walls crumbled down around you, and before you knew it, both of you are inseparable. Johnny dating you spread like wildfire around campus, but there wasn't any truth behind that gossip, you were just a friend. Simple as that.

He was hanging more lately with your brother than you expected. Both of them have the same interest, so it wasn't a surprise when Johnny befriended most of your brother's friends.

Johnny was going on about how Jaehyun's a chill guy, Mark, and Donghyuck introducing him to play games, even Yuta, the University's drug dealer, as they brand him, was included in Taeil's group of friends.

"You didn't tell me that you knew Nakamoto Yuta," Johnny whispered behind you.

"Yeah, For some reason, I didn't want to get involved with most of them. Some girls are crazy about them and I just want peacefulness as I end my college years." You answered. Yuta was from the same department, Jaehyun was from the same university but was taking a different course, as well as Doyounga and Taeyong. Mark and Haechan still need a year before attending college. Ten was studying arts and your brother was a college dropout.

You were having pizza night at your house, your mother was kind enough to accommodate a bunch of men in her tiny house, seemingly impossible to fit 13 men inside, but it did. Instead of the usual party that frat houses and rich kids throw around, Taeil and the others like to keep it to themselves. Sharing one shot glass and downing a cheap rum as everybody waits for their turn. Most of them didn't think that Johnny would be fine with this kind of setup. Besides, he was branded as the campus king and a rich heir at that. He could spend Friday nights at some high-end bar and drink expensive alcohol. But no, instead, here he was, sitting on the cheap carpet your mother owns with a bunch of drunk men but you were glad that your brother is such a nice guy and so are his peers.

Johnny was glad, that he found true people, who accepts him for who he is and not because of who he was.

Doyoung placed you on the empty sofa, you have a low tolerance for alcohol, and you can't keep up with them anymore. The cheapest drink Taeyong bought isn't of cheap quality, you knew better than to judge a bottle chosen by him. You watch them with heavy eyelids, smiling at yourself, Mark and Donghyuck made fun of you by putting thick blankets around you and this was the first time Johnny saw you annoyed by the younger boys.

When Morning came, you were already on your bed as your head pounds. When you came downstairs to leave for school you look around and saw that last night's trace was gone as if 13 grown men didn't make a mess out of your mother's living room.

You wished you had gotten a coffee first when you entered your room way too early and saw that most of the students are yet to arrive, even water would be good, anything liquid down your throat would be good.

You saw Jaehyun and Johnny bidding farewells at the front of the room, students who were present to see the two interacting were shocked, for them, It was rare to see Johnny without his usual crew. But, who are they to decide that for Johnny? It was a rare sight to see, A popular music major and the famous ex-football captain, together?

When Johnny approached his spot beside you, he gives you the cold Iced latte he was holding fresh from Starbucks, completely ignoring unwanted stares behind his back.

"Good Morning," there was a warm aura surrounding him as he settled down beside you, and you look at him in awe. "What?" he asks.

You watched him for a moment, smiling at him as he looks at you questionably. "You're happy," you stated making Johnny pause for a second to think, he was sporting a baby pink hoodie and grey Nike pants, holding his Earpods and Macbook at the other hand. "I think I might be getting there."

Your heart swells up for him and as you fought back the tears that wanted to fall. Johnny reached out to you, wiping the strands of hair that keep falling on your face. "Sorry," you said. People might think that yesterday, Johnny was trying to end his life, and then suddenly, he was okay, because he never was, and you continuously walk on a thin thread around him, Johnny is like a ticking bomb and porcelain that needs to be handled with the utmost care. Five months ago, Johnny doesn't have the motivation to continue living his life, but here he was thriving to know what tomorrow can offer him.

For Johnny, meeting you was his saving grace, problems might fill up in his life, there is this constant reminder that society will always judge him the minute he does something wrong, there is his father, his stepmother who doesn't really pay attention to him, his old life and old self constantly reminding him the pain of the past.

"What happened to your eyes?" there were dark circles under his eyes and for a moment you thought that he has a lot in his mind to think about for the lack of sleep.

"I stayed up till dawn playing overwatch with Donghyuck and Mark last night." He says smiling.

"I'm glad your settling with the boys all right." Johnny watched you, how your long hair flow past your shoulders through your back, he loves the little freckles dancing all over your cheeks naturally and how a touch of pink creeps in your cheeks naturally because of the humid air.

You were really glad. "Do you want to go with me and Ten?" He asks you when your classes ended for the morning, both of you walked to the library to hide from prying and malicious eyes. "He wants to hang out in the nearest coffee shop." he continued and you agreed to go with him, making a turn for the exit.

Johnny ordered an Americano for him and a latte for you, eating the packed lunch your mother made for you and Johnny as you wait for Ten.

Ten arrived with Jaehyun in tow, placing their bags down Jaehyun took the seat beside you while Ten walked to the counter to order their drinks. Johnny looked at you and Jaehyun but ignore the malice running in his head.

"Kim Yerim!" the three of you looked at the entrance to see Johnny's sister entering the cafe, Yerim waved at someone across their table and saw his sister's friend Park Sooyoung waving frantically. Johnny turned to look at you and Jaehyun ignoring his sister who started walking inside, "What happened to you?" he asks Jaehyun,

"Why?"

"You're turning really red." Johnny pointed out and you snickered at Jaehyun who turns to look at Johnny's sister absentmindedly. "Man, That's my sister!" Johnny whispered-shout at him as he fought the urge to laugh at Jaehyun. Someone definitely has a crush on his little sister.

You and Johnny eyed each other, laughing as you both understood telepathically. "What's so funny?" Ten asks when he arrived and the both of you laughed loudly this time.

"Hyung!" Jaehyun shouted at him his ears turning red.

When Johnny got home, he locked himself up in his room that his step-mother finally asked to clean. He was busy waiting for Donghyuck and Mark to play when he heard a knock on his door.

"Can I come in?" His step-mother asked. Yerim's mother is a great person, but that doesn't really mean that she's a good mother to both him and Yerim, he can't really judge her though, she's still young and living her dreams but then his father got her pregnant with Yerim and then here she is stuck at this hell of a household, all three of them under the strings of his father.

"Yes." He says.

Kim Ah-Jong walked inside, placing a warm cup of milk beside him for the first time, "Johnny," She started as he settled at the edge of Johnny's bed facing him. Johnny turns his chair to face her too, holding the warm mug in his hand to seek comfort in this awkward setting.

"I don't know how to start, but I just wanted to say that I'm really sorry," she paused for a second, ignoring the lump in her throat, "I hope you forgive me for replacing your mother's position, and that I'm really grateful because you love your sister more than anything even though you didn't have the same mother."

"It's the least that I could do." He says.

"Yes, I know, and I'm sorry if I failed you as a mother, I was busy finding myself to the point you and Yerim grow up without the right amount of affection from us. We're such horrible parents and I wanted to say sorry on behalf of your father. You don't deserve this, no one else did."

That night, Johnny slept soundly in his own home for the first time in a while.

Yerim was shocked to see her mom attending to his brother, it's as if she suddenly had a change of heart and finally started to be a mother to his brother. Her father was another problem, he still hasn't moved on from his son's attempt. Spitting atrocious words early in the morning making Johnny regret even joining the breakfast.

Kim Ah-jong had enough of his husband's wrath, it was still morning and his husband is starting to get on her nerves. She stabs her bread knife on their table as she turns her head towards him, "Is still early in the morning for the love of God, Kim Ji Hoon. Must you really ruin our morning?" she says.

Both Yerim and Johnny were stunned at her, their father shutting up in instant at the fear her wife would stab her.

Johnny and Yerim drive to the University that day together, "Oh, do you mind if we stop by at my friend's house? I promise to pick him up." Johnny asks and Yerim nodded.

Johnny smirked, he was excited to see Jaehyun's reaction.

Johnny pulled up in front of Jaehyun's apartment, sending him a message the was up in front of his building, after a minute, Jaehyun emerges from the entrance of the building running to get to his car with a tumbler in his other hand.

Johnny pulled the window down and Jaehyun saw Yerim first, he stopped midway, flustered that a girl was with his young, and It was no other than his sister. he played it cool and sat at the back.

"Oh, Yerim-ah, this is Jaehyun. He's my friend."

Jaehyun didn't expect her to turn around and bow her head down. "Thank you so much for taking good care of my brother."

Johnny became flustered with Yerim but laughed it off instead. Jaehyun bowed his head towards her saying it was nothing. Yerim was unaware of the looks she was getting from the older boy sitting at the back seat of his brother's car as Johnny keeps throwing playful glances at the back while he drove them to the school.

Graduation was already nearing, both you and Johnny were already finished with your practicum, Johnny was moving boxes towards his car, for some reason, his father allowed him to have his own flat, his step-mother saying that it would be the best for him and his mental health to have some space between them and that they should give him some time and space. His father was adamant at first but has nothing to do in the end.

"Just let him do what he wants, He's already graduating, with honors! He already did everything you wanted it's the least you could do for him." he heard his step-mother argue a while ago with his father. Johnny still had to go home every Sunday at the main house, though.

You and Taeil volunteered to help him with his moving and he was glad, to say the least. Yerim contacted you to do his groceries for him and the two of you left the older boys as you went to the market with Yerim.

Yerim was a cool young woman, she was matured for her own age, you learned that she was very frank at what she wants and that she loves her brother so much.

"I'm really glad my brother meet you," she says as she links her right arms with you, you were both walking to the parking lot, and you smiled at her blushing.

"Honestly, I never really liked his old friends. Jongin? Nope. Chanyeol? He's an asshole. Everyone in that damn team is an ass except for Sehun," she says as both of you entered the market, pulling a big cart in the process, and continued walking ahead. "You and your brother are surrounded by good people. Do you know that? And I'm kind of jealous of you, not that I don't have good friends, I do."

"Well, consider me someone you can be with so those good people will surround you too," you said smiling, Yerim giggled at you.

It took Johnny a week before really settling down in his apartment, he invited the guys over to have a small welcoming party, drinking and playing till the sun rises.

Johnny was busy typing at his laptop as you were both doing your last requirement for college, papers, and documents were all scattered around his living room when he turns his head to look at you. "Are you comfortable with those jeans?" He asks.

You look at your pants, it is uncomfortable.

"I don't have extra clothes," Johnny poked at his cheeks with his tongue, he stood up and went inside his room, when he came back he was holding clean boxer shorts. "You can use this if you want," he says as he extends his arms to you. You gladly took it and went to his bathroom to change.

Johnny thinks this was more dangerous than when he had blood oozing out of his wrist, you had your toned legs on display for him, and only him. It wasn't helping at all. Without knowing, he stared at your legs for a good minute, the urge of having his hands run along the lines of your thighs was becoming unbearable. He was amazed by the lack of hair you had around your arms and legs, was it liked that too with the parts your clothes have covered? He can't help the wild imaginations running around his head with the things he wants to do to you.

Johnny focused his attention back on the screen of his laptop. What the fuck is he even thinking? It's you, his fucking angel. How dare he have dirty thoughts about you. He mentally slaps himself and went back to typing.

You noticed Johnny having a mental crisis because of you and you silently laugh at him, extending your legs further to have your skin touch his thighs.

after hours of being productive with your work, You and Johnny decided to call it a night.

After a week of preparations for the upcoming finals, you and Johnny decided to meet up, the waiter placed both of your orders in front of you and Johnny, who give the waiter a small smile while uttering a quick "Thank you." You eyed Jhonny's food who looks somewhat more delicious than your Pesto Pasta. You don't even know why you ordered it, you never even tasted it before, you just want to— maybe, impress the guy in front of your table who were giving you obvious looks about the taste pallet you had which is definitely of a 13 Years old.

Johnny gives you a look while shaking his head, knowing all too well that you wanted a bite of it. Looking at you who's eyeing his barbeque bacon burger with fries on the side— It's usually what the two of you order and he was shocked that you ordered something out of the ordinary. He knew that you weren't the type of girl to go out of your comfort zone. You like what you usually eat, what you usually drink, and what type of clothing you usually wear. You are a very simple, young woman. You don't usually try things out of the blue, especially, when the two of you are both hungry.

Instantly, Johnny switched both plates. Giving you his food whilst saying a silent goodbye to the famous BBQ burger that he craves so much after winning a football game, which, he deserves. "What are you doing?" you asked shocked. You already saw him digging in and wincing at the taste. "Why the fuck would you even order this thing?" he asked.

You looked at the guy at the other table. You both were giving silent glances, he's good-looking and obviously from another school but you don't do other schools, that is the thing, you'd rather date someone from the same school, same department or same village. You don't like the hassle. People can go ahead and say your such a basic bitch, which in fact, you are. You finally give your full attention to Johnny who looks at his back to find some guy obviously ogling your face. That was the scariest thing in the world for him, guys ogling your face rather than your body, honestly, it was obvious from guys falling for your body— they just want to get in your pants, but guys who fall for your beauty is different.

You start digging in with your food. "This is the reason why I love you so much." You stated giving your burger a bite.

"Why would you even want to eat this." He says. You give him a chuckle as you extend your right arm towards him, offering him a bite of your burger, which he gladly took. "I'm sorry, I'm such a pain in the ass." You said.

"I kidnapped you in your after party and I'm so sorry, I didn't know Jennie's going to be there, and now you're eating something you don't even like. Man, you don't deserve this." You continued. Sincerely saying sorry towards him— picking a fry and dipping it on the ketchup provided at the side of your plate.

For some reason, Things work out for him and the team, It was going to be his last year playing, and the higher-ups decided for him to lead the team again, making Jongin lose face around the campus. It wasn't like before, It was expected, Johnny was just professional around them, leading them at the court and out of sight, after.

"What? No way. This is what I deserve. A peaceful dinner and finally having time with you." He says after biting at the toasted bread the pasta has. It was true though, Johnny was talking with Jennie again, well, but not exactly dating her, as students would say around campus. They dated, but that was that, he can't even imagine being good friends with someone who cheated on him, he was just being civil with her, ending things with a good note and leaving the better past behind him, and you haven't really had the chance to hang out together since their coach intensified their training hours and days, and right after that Johnny would hang out with your brother and the other guys.

"What did my brother say, though? with you being with me tonight? You guys are basically dating each other by now," you joked.

"Yeah, he's cool with it. Don't worry, I told him about our meeting before you actually kidnapped me." He gives you a smirk and you give him a confused look. "I was actually going to ask you for a dinner with me after the game." You rolled your eyes at him.

"Wow." You commented. You were practically like a twin at this rate. "Can I ask you something, though?" Johnny didn't know whether to ask because he was curious or just wait for you to open up to him, for some reason, Johnny felt naked around you. You knew everything about him, you have him wrapped around your pretty little fingers "What if I don't want to?" You countered and he scoffed.

"What was the reason you transferred? you only had a year to finish before graduating," Your face fell and he instantly saw how your face contorted into a frown. "Why are you making that face?" he asked.

"I had a bad break up to the point that I was destroying myself." You finally said like it was nothing. Johnny stopped everything that he's doing, giving you a look as if asking why. He felt like an idiot. How can he? at your worst time? "I'm such a horrible friend." He says.

"It's not your fault, and I'm even sorry that I didn't tell you sooner." You said quietly. Suddenly your favorite dish from the dinner doesn't look appealing anymore. "And I wanted time for myself, you know, he cheated on me."

the clicking of utensils can be heard throughout the diner when he dropped them to the table. He was fuming mad.

"It wasn't anyone's fault, though. if anything. It was mine. I lost interest in our relationship, didn't have time for him, and just lost everything along the way." You said while moving your plate towards him which he gladly took, abandoning the pasta you ordered and eating the half of the burger you had. But the real reason was, you can't stop comparing your ex-boyfriend to him.

"Still isn't a reason to cheat on you." He says after taking a bite. You move your lemonade in front of you and lazily sip on it. He drops the topic knowing all too well that you don't want to talk about it. Still, he felt guilty for some reason, What could go wrong?

Right, Johnny Suh is starting to have feelings for you, and definitely not in a platonic way.

And you don't have any idea about it.

He opened your bag that was beside him and fetch the wet wipes that were inside. He opened it and out of habit cleaned your fingers with it. And you let him, smiling. "I wished I meet you sooner," He looked at you and smiled. "I'm really sorry I haven't been with you for the last 21 years." you joked as you let him dry your fingers with a dry napkin that the diner provides.

You were about to head out— fetching the car keys that you placed on the bowl beside the main door when you hear a familiar honk outside your house. Your hands slip past your keys and you walk the small distance to your door, opening it the cold air of December heats your face and Johnny greeted you with his usual beam on his face, his left hand stretched up outside his window, giving you a wave.

You smiled to yourself, biding your mom a quick goodbye and you were off to school with your best friend.

"Good Morning." He greeted you when you opened the door of his black Audi.

"Good Morning, indeed." You said facing him after securing yourself with the seat belt. There was a tint of pink in Johnny's checks that you choose to ignore.

Pulling up at the parking lot in front of the university's main building where a lot of students lingered chatting with their circle of friends— Johnny smoothly maneuvered and parked at his usual spot.

You both get out of his car and started to walk to the building.

"See you at lunch?" he asked when you neared your classroom— you were slightly shocked. "Won't you be eating with Yerim today?" you asked as you stopped in your tracks facing him. "Doesn't have to." He simply replied and you nod your head. "She'll be mad, John." You said as a matter of fact— facing him while slowly backing away as he marly give you a shrug. "She doesn't have the right, though." you rolled your eyes at him "Just ask her to eat with us!"

Graduation was nearing and you've been offered a job at one of the top companies in the city, you didn't have the reason to turn them down so you accept and were set to sign the contract right after having your diploma.

This calls for a celebration, though.

When Johnny heard that he was the first one to know about something significant in his life, he was delighted.

You found yourself getting tipsy with the cheap booze in front of you and Johnny. You were laughing at something he said about his sister, holding the cheap beer in your hand as you chug the contents down your through. "Okay, That's enough," Johnny said whilst grabbing the cans of beer and putting them back at his refrigerator. You pout back at him but don't argue, you still have to attend your classes tomorrow morning and you don't want to miss anything for the last weeks you have for being a college student.

Johnny tucked you in his bed and you bid the sweetest goodnight on him, he leaves a sweet kiss on your forehead before heading for the couch in the living room to sleep on, since he had no energy to actually drive you home.

You woke up that night, feeling rather hot, unconsciously stripping out of your pants and bra out of habit, you walked to the kitchen for some water.

Walking with blurred vision, you find your way into the kitchen. The lights were dim as you passed by the living room completely ignoring the fact that Johnny could definitely walk on you wearing only your white tee and undies.

You helped yourself around the kitchen, rummaging in the refrigerator for a jar of water, your hands felt the cold lid of the jar, popping it open and chugging the contents down. You giggled after realizing that you should probably use glass and act like a lady for once since you're not in your own place.

You hissed as you struggle, reaching for a glass in the cupboard. "Just why is it placed so fucking high?" you asked yourself. A hand reached for the glass and you turned around, shocked and ready to pounce the person behind you.

you came face to face with Johnny. His face, only inches away from you. His hands find their way to your waist as he looked at you and the glass in his hands, he purred his self some water in the glass and chugged the whole content down.

"I got thirsty," he said. You moved beside so you don't disturb him, stepping at least five steps away.

He looked you up and down, the smell of booze around, is strong, it almost made you gag. Feeling the cold air between your legs, you looked at yourself. "Fuck." realizing that you were only wearing your white t-shirt; that you probably owned since 7th grade— Your breast was obvious that even your nipples were prominent, your shirt just hanging before your hip bone and then your undies.

You mentally slap yourself. He put the glass down and you put your hair in front to at least cover your hardening nipples away from him. Chills run down your spine as he took another step forward, clearing the distance between you.

"Hey-" he cut you off.

"Johnny," he says.

"What?" you asked, barely whispering. Your eyes moved down on their own, from his eyes down to his upper body, he was shirtless, giving you free access to his perfectly sculpted body, his pelvis, so sharp even a God couldn't compare. Again, you felt the burning sensation coming back in your throat. You touched your neck instantly as you tried to swallow.

"My name, say it," he whispered, you looked up only to be met by his eyes, dark with unknown lust as if burning you within. He keeps staring at you, keeping you captive with his eyes that you somehow felt naked.

"Johnny," you whispered trying not to sound like your practically moaning his name. He took a step forward, leaving no space between you and him. "Again." He commands you. You sucked a deep breath as you avoid eye contact.

"Johnny."

He used his index finger to lift your head as his thumb drew circles just below your chin to the base of your neck. blood rushed to your face as you suddenly felt hot on your cheeks as he put his hands on your waist again. He tilts his head, the smell of alcohol mixed with his aftershave and mint filled your senses, suddenly it wasn't too dark anymore.

He brushes his lower lip against yours that you barely felt it. He licked his lower lip as you bite yours. He stares intently at you. "You know, I would appreciate it if you don't walk around the house in these." his hands hot on your skin.

all rationality seems to fly out of the window, both of you staring at each other gazes, Johnny pulling you in for a much deeper kiss. "Didn't know you were this naughty with alcohol in your system," he murmured, Johnny's soft languid kisses were driving you wild, he moves at the base of your neck and sucked at the soft skin before pressing light kisses.

"Do you have any idea how much I want you?" he says softly, your breath hitches without knowing and you deliciously clenched around nothing upon hearing his statement, you were hypnotized by his eyes. Leaning down, he kisses you again.

You put your hands around his chest to push him slightly, gazing up toward him, "I want this," you whispered. "No. Not in the morning when you're sober enough to regret this," Johnny says, you ignore him and pulled him down to kiss him again, and Johnny lost all his logic with how delicious you tasted, you guide his hands on the hem of your shirt and slowly he peels it off for you and lets it fall down the floor.

Johnny put his arms around you and hauls you against his body, squeezing you tightly, his hands traveled down your waist and down to your behind, he holds you against his hips, and you feel his erection, which he gladly pushes into you, easily lifting you from the floor after, you moan once more in his mouth, He eases you towards the bed and you feel your back against the soft cushion once more.

Tentatively, you move your hands up to his face and his hair, tugging at it lightly as if implying for him to take you fully. But Johnny has other plans in his mind. He grabs your hips with both his hands and runs his tongue around your navel, gently nipping his way to your hipbone and across your belly to the other.  "Ah," You groan.

Seeing him on top of you, between your legs as you feel his hot breath against your skin, Is unexpected, but you wanted this as much as he wants it. Your hand on his hair, pulling gently as you try to quiet your loud breathing. He gazes up at you through impossibly long-lashed, and chocolate-colored eyes. His hand reaches the hem of your black underwear, leisurely pulling it down without taking his eyes off you, he stops and licks his lips, never breaking eye contact. Johnny leans forward, running his nose up the apex between your thighs, and you feel him.

"You smell so fucking good," he murmurs and closes his eyes. a look of pure pleasure on his face and you practically convulse.

You raise yourself on your elbows to see what he's doing, you were panting, you wanted him right there. shit

Moaning, you felt him run his tongue on the sleek of your heat, "Keep still," he murmurs and then leans down again to kiss down your clit. "How can I not move? you're making me feel this good." you felt him smirk against your skin. "Then, we'll have to work on keeping you still." there was a dangerous tone laced in his voice and you find it impossibly hot and twisted. You're flushed, skin burning, too hot, too cold, and you're craving more as you clawed at the sheets beneath you.

Johnny moves forward and you protested but the pleasure came back once more when he blows very gently on one of yours mound, his hands moving to the other breast, and his thumb slowly rolls the end of your nipple, elongating it. You moan, feeling the sweet sensation all the way to your groin.

"Johnny," you were wet, "Please," you beg silently as your fingers clasp the sheet tighter. His lips close around your nipple and he tugs, making you convulse. He doesn't stop.

Johnny moves his fingers around your clit, drawing circles as he laps on your mound,  you let yourself go from his touch. His thumb and finger continue doing you deliciously and you fall apart on his hands.

"Oh," you won't lie, that felt extraordinary, and now, you know the fuss around him is about. He gazes down at you, a satisfied smirk on his face and you're still in owe from your high.

Johnny was amazed at how responsive you are, he laced his fingers around you, drawing slow and lazy circles around your clit again, bringing another set of heat in your core. He closes his eyes briefly, his breathing hitches. You're deliciously wet and Johnny doesn't want to fuck you with a condom on, and neither did you.

He reaches over the bedside table, anyway, grabbing a foil packet, and then moving out of the bed to discard the rest of his clothes. You saw him, and your mouth watered at how long and thick he is. He kneels on the bed and pulls the condom onto his length. "I really don't want to use one."

"Is that going to fit in?"

"Don't worry," He breathes,  "You're wet enough, Angel. I know you can make me well," He murmurs as he positions the head of his erection at the entrance of your sex and pushing hard.

"Aargh!" You cry as you felt him sliding in, there was a weird sensation pinching deep inside you as he rips through you without warning. Johnny stills, his eyes bright with ecstatic triumph. His mouth opened slightly, his breathing harsh. He groans wanting to move.

"Fuck, baby, so tight."

"Johnny, Wait."

He stills for a moment, "Why?" You held onto his forearms, fucking him with a condom doesn't feel right, you wanted every little part of him, you wanted to feel him. Raw. "I- Can we remove the condom?" Johnny asks as if reading your mind.

You nod at him, You felt him slide out of you, removing the condom and throwing it at the trash bin beside his bed. Johnny positions his self once more, easing on to you, groaning. He loved every bit of it, this was the first time that you had sex without using protection, and the same thing goes for Johnny. Moving your hips up to him, as a sign that you wanted him to move already. He groans. You felt so full, as he let you acclimatize at the overwhelming feeling of him inside you. Naked, and Raw.

He eases back with exquisite slowness. Closing his eyes, Johnny controlled himself not on to fuck you hard, He thrust into you again, and you cry out in pleasure. He shifts into his elbow, and you feel his weight on you, holding you down. He moves painfully slow at first, easing himself in and out of you. You grew impatient and you can't help but move your hips up tentatively to meet his. He speeds up. Pounding on you, picking up speed by the second, merciless and in a relentless rhythm.

you can't help yourself to meet his thrust, making Johnny lose his mind because of you. Your body quivers. a sheen of sweat gathers over you. Your thoughts are scattered. There's only the feeling of him, of you, and him, and you stiffen.

"Come for me, baby," he whispers breathlessly, and you unravel at his words, exploding around him as you climax and shard into pieces with every being you had underneath him. And as he comes inside you, calling your name, thrusting hard, the stalling as he empties himself into you.

Johnny's breathing was ragged as you try to slow your breathing, your heart thumping hard and your thoughts in a disarray, you opened your eyes. His eyes flickered open and gaze down at you, dark but soft. He's still inside you, leaning down, he gently presses a kiss against your forehead then slowly pulls out of you.

Johnny cleaned you up and spoon you to sleep, he hoped that in the morning you won't regret what happened. Because he loved every moment of it.

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Part 2? I didn't put the taglist because this is already reposted. so, yeah, hope u guys enjoyed! let me know what you think, I feel like i sucked making this.

[weiyiann]

i fell in love? but like its not me.. but its me?

College fratboy!Johnny

genre: college!au (fluff, mild angst if you squint) 

pairing/s: Johnny / Reader , Lucas and the some of the 127 kids make appearances 

word count: 12k+ (wow this was a ride) 

tw: not much just mild language, mentions of smoking and they drink in this… also nothing SUPER scandy but they make out in this so yes

a/n: gif isn’t mine!! also low-key inspired by that vid of 127 playing beer pong in America…. 

“Life doesn’t wait for you to enjoy yourself, Y/N….you know?”

You rolled your eyes, a huff of laughter escaping your lips as you looked up from your work to raise an eyebrow at the boy beside you, his puffy brown hair falling over his eyes as he bobbed his head to the imaginary music playing in his head.

“Are you high?” you dropped your voice to a whisper, pulling your earbud from your ear and looking at him curiously.

Scoffing at you, his eyebrows furrowed, as if he suddenly wasn’t sure himself, “I don’t…actually know….but don’t be like that,” he set his pen down, looking at you with a serious, wide-eyed expression. “As I was saying, why don’t you give him a chance? What’s so bad about it?”

You knew what Lucas was talking about, glancing at your very conversation topic that was currently seated a few tables away from you at the self-study tables in your school’s library, gaze intent on his laptop as he scribbled furiously on his notepad. Dragging your gaze away, you looked back down at the post-it glaring at you from its position on a hot cup of coffee sitting on your desk- supposedly from him, reading:

‘meet me before you leave?

-Johnny-’

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                   word count: 1.7k+

rating: m

genre: drama, mystery, smut, romance, sad

warnings: dark themes, smut, talk of suicide and depression

pairing: johnny x reader

pt.8

 authors note: this scene is super short but I wanted to split it up from the smut one,, :)

you were driving over to johnnys dorm at 11 p.m for one of many reasons. the most important one is dealing with the fact that two nights ago you had confessed to johnny about your old girlfriend that you still love and how you cant fully love him until you let her go.

the other fact is that after you cried in his arms and fell asleep with dried tears on your eyes still in his grip.

when that happened, in the morning you had woken up before him. and you sat up and stared at his resting face thinking long and hard about your priorities and morals.

 that did absolutely nothing and just left you really confused and tired. so you decided to fall back asleep. when you laid down, in his sleep johnny pulled you towards himself and placed his forehead against yours.

 you smiled softly, watching this all too familiar scene play out in front of you.

when you remembered jisoo, you didn't remember her placing her forehead against yours in the midst of a deep sleep, or the way she'd laugh with her whole face and try to convince you to throw chocolate into her mouth from across the kitchen even though she never once caught it.

you only remember her absence, your crippling pain and what hers must of been like.

you decided when thinking about it, that that's no way to live. and un fare for you to remember jisoo in such a horrible way when she was the exact opposite.

so for the sake of you both, you have to move on.

when you drive to his house and confess this, you don't expect johnny to kiss you in his doorway or understand why you changed your mind so quickly. but you really like him and know you have to try and resolve this issue.

 when you knocked on his dorm door, you weren't shaking or nauseas.

because your days of nausea and crying were behind you, you had moved on with as much bravery and strength as you could muster.

 "y/n?"

johnny looks so shocked to see you outside.

 "hi" you whisper.

"um, please come in"

he gestures still surprised from your sudden arrival.

 "I need to talk to you." you confess as soon as the door shuts behind you.

"sure, anything you want" johnny whispers concerned.

 "come into my room so we don't wake the boys."

you nod and follow johnny, collecting your thoughts.

the door shuts as a low set lamp light illuminates the beautiful shadows of johnnys face and yours alike. he waits for you to say something, anything.

"I choose you." you whisper uneven.

 " I cant hold onto the past like I was. I need a real future with someone johnny.

 I need you."

he doesn't react at first and stands there like stone in the dark room. then all of a sudden he barrels towards you and wraps his long arms around, gripping you in a warm hug as he kisses you passionately.

hes so happy, hes so happy that you want to be with him and that he gets to be with such you.

 "does this make me your girlfriend?" you question lightly in his ear.

he pulls away so he can look at your soft face.

 "can it?" he questions full of hope.

 you nod twice smiling as he hugs you again, grinning into your hair.

"what now?" johnny questions after you both lay back on his bed, slightly exhausted from all of the excitement.

 "I think its too late for you to drive home so you can have the couch again-"

 you shut him up by steam rolling ontop of him.

"I have a better idea." you whisper.

because another fact, is that you had been insanely horny before you drove over, and expect to finish what was started the other night.

 johnnys expression turns dark, matching yours.

"if you insist," he moans in a low tone.

"oh I do." you reply with a smirk.

all traces of sadness and confusion had long  left your body. all you have left is desire.

desire for a man who is right in front of you.

pt. 9

[mskimkaty]

I AM THAT GIRL (special chapter)

WARNINGS: Mentions of Cheating and swearing.

Synopsis: Johnny Suh, the most popular boy in college, tried to take his life? what could possibly go wrong with his wealthy background, popularity, and basically having everything in the palm of his hands?

Word Count: 0.7

"Is that everything?" you asked Johnny as he put the last bag inside the car, settling inside the warm vehicle where you are currently settled in the passenger seat, "Yes, Ma'am," He turns towards you for a second as he heaves a sigh noticing that you forgot to fasten your seat belt, again. He reaches out to you, completely invading your personal space as he pulls the belt before locking it to keep you safe towards the journey, he did the same to himself, mimicking the gesture and you reach out to kiss him on the cheeks as thanks and there's a smile creeping on his face before his driving off towards the road.

Johnny's phone ranged for the 9th time, it was Yerim calling, you turn toward him "Babe, can you answer that for me? God Damn, why can't they wait." You laughed at him as you picked the phone up between the two of you, answering the phone with glee.

"Yes, We're on the road, all right, all right. See you!"

The both of you are headed to his family's Villa, Johnny's stepmother and father are out of the country, visiting Yerim's Grandparents and their parents were kind enough to agree on Yerim and Johnny's plan to have the group spend a couple of days to relax in the villa.

Something grabs your attention from johnny's phone, you didn't mean to pry to his business but the notifications are piling up, visibly for you to read as it pings, second per second.

"Damn," you said. "Babe, I didn't mean to read your group chat with Taeil and the others but, Yuta and his girlfriend broke up." You informed him, just in case, "What? Why?"

You open his messages as he already gives you his permission, reading from the beginning, you can't help but be angry at Yuta. "He says he cheated and he was caught. And that he's such a pathetic loser." You fill him in. "Yeah, That he is."

You decided not to read that anymore, you know well that it will be the topic throughout the whole stay in the villa since it's them that the both of you are hanging out with.

"What would you do, if ever you found someone more exciting, more beautiful, just more than I am in every aspect, and then you ended up cheating?" you can't help but put the question out there, flashbacks started coming and you can't help but feel insecure again.

"What? That's an absurd question," He says. "You know how my last relationship went, with Jennie, I mean." you nod your head, understanding his point. But you still don't feel assured in any way. Johnny glance at your side, knowing all too well what was running inside your mind.

"Alright, to be honest?" He started. "Cheating isn't a mistake, It's a decision. When I was younger, I thought emotion comes first before deciding, but, I don't think that's the case. I don't know, maybe life happened that made me think the decision will come first, and then, the emotion will come after." Johnny says as he drives with one hand, and the other reaching out to hold you.

"You love someone? you won't even realize it in the first place if you don't decide that you love them. You forgive someone's mistake? you decide on it first and then the emotion comes after, making you fully forgive them. Cheating? you always have a chance in deciding on it, have the option to do it or not do it, and then the emotions come after."

You look at him, agape. You haven't really think in that kind of perspective. You feel proud of him. You feel it in your chest that it hurts because you love him so much.

"I'm so fucking proud of you." you blurted. Tear-eyed but fighting the tears not to leak from your eyes. You hear him chuckle, "That's what keeps me going. This is what makes me keep going because you happen." Johnny gives you a smile.

"So, don't even think that I would cheat because that's so absurd. They're not you, and no one will ever be you. Why would I do that when I'm happy and contented? This is everything that I've wanted, And I already have it in my hands."

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johnny and his self control never fails to make me feel things

Birthday Boy : Johnny & Jaehyun & Taeyong & Doyoung

⇢ Synopsis: There’s only one thing Jaehyun wants from his friends for his birthday, and that’s a taste of their girlfriend. She’s already used to dating three idols, what’s one more? ⇢ Pairing: Johnny & Jaehyun & Taeyong & Doyoung x fem!reader ⇢ Genre: smut, crack ⇢ Warnings: fivesome, oral (m/f receiving), unprotected sex, spit roasting, no anal, sploshing/nyotaimori/food play, dom Johnny/Jaehyun/Doyoung, switch reader/taeyong, dirty talk, daddy count (4), sir, choking, biting, marking, bdsm themes, slight bondage, overstimulation, shower sex, jealous Doyoung, vouyerism themes, it’s just a LOT, etc… ⇢ Word Count: 13.1k ⇢ Tropes/AU’s: Poly!NCT, dom nct, switch Taeyong, mutual pining, etc…

It’s nearly two AM and the entire group is drunker than any of them intended to be. Taeil is cuddling a passed out Haechan, who had crawled up to the oldest member, latched onto his arm, and refused to let go. Yuta, and Jungwoo are all arguing about something in the kitchen, probably which anime tiddies are better, they’d whipped out their phones to compare Hentai after one bottle of wine. Doyoung and Taeyong are busy parenting people with a tipsy Mark in tow, running around, giving water to Taeil who keeps pouring it on a plant in the corner and giggling to himself. 

Johnny, meanwhile, enjoys time alone with Jaehyun. The two of them are happily situated on the couch, enjoying the way the other members run around. 

It’s Aquarius season, with many of the NCT boys having birthdays. Johnny’s was four days ago, and he wonders if any of them have been sober since. Haechan has literally been walking around the dorm holding a bottle of vodka at all hours of the day, and Johnny is pretty sure Mark’s all but nocturnal at this point. 

Jaehyun is a happy, giggly drunk, and Johnny has always enjoyed that about him. He enjoys the ease of their friendship, how he can talk to his best friend about anything. 

“Are you sure you don’t want anything for your birthday?” Johnny asks, looking down at his watch.

He’ll have to be leaving soon, he knows you’re waiting for them at home and he feels like the past few days they’ve been somewhat neglectful of you. You’d treated both him and Doyoung to special birthday presents, his had involved pretty silks and lingerie that had made his mouth water, and for Doyoung, you’d been his perfect little sub for a whole day. Johnny wishes he could invite you to their little party, but it’s to celebrate Jaehyun’s birthday, and he’d said he only wanted the members there.

“I’m fine.” Jaehyun waves his hand, nursing his drink. Johnny thinks it must be his fifth one, and Johnny finds humour in the soft pink flush that’s overtaken Jaehyun’s cheeks. 

“There’s nothing you want?” Johnny says with disbelief. Jaehyun looks out at the room, purposefully avoiding his eyes,  and Johnny can sense there’s something on his friend’s mind, “come on, tell me.” 

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                   word count: 1.7k+

rating: m

genre: drama, mystery, smut, romance, sad

warnings: dark themes, smut, talk of suicide and depression

pairing: johnny x reader

pt.7

you wake up with harsh sunlight piercing through your drowsy eyes. you jolt suddenly because youre not in your bed, there are mens clothes on the floor and there is someone sleeping beside you.

 then you remembered in a single exhale.

you were at johnnys dorm, in his bed beside him. you'd kissed him and told him your deepest secrets and he talked to you about a russian author and being in jail. 

you exhale flopping back onto his warm bed no longer concerned about whatever was outside of his soft sheets. you feel a hand tug on your hair and flip over smiling.

"how you doing sleepy head?" he drolls in a deep morning voice that is so enticing your tongue almost lolls out of your mouth.

 you push it back and play with the curly hairs on the top of his head. he trails his hand down your back, but not too far. he still remembers what happened last night.

he watches you scrunch up your face, then laugh at something.

 "what?"

he questions perplexed.

"all of my boogers fell to one side of my nose and now i cant breathe out of it."

johnny laughs and snorts, watching you continually try to breathe out of your nostril, smiling from how weird you could be. he never thought youd say something like that, but then again who is johnny to think that he knows everything your going to say.

"that's gross but slightly insightful." he retorts. you then mock push him.

after, johnny looks down because he feels a sharp pain.

and now he has two major problems.

 the first is that he has major morning wood, probably part of it still lingering from last night. but nonetheless, he knew it wasn't going to go away by thinking about rotten fruit or elderly people.

 the second is that he's laying beside a beautiful girl who is millimeters away from rubbing against his boner, and if he gets up she'll definitely notice and get weirded out.

 this whole restraint thing was going to be harder than he thought.

you stretch out your legs unaware of what's happening underneath the covers. you have no problem sharing a bed with johnny even though you aren't dating. you've never had a great grasp of "personal space." and this to you, was no different.

 "im really hungry is it okay if i get something from your kitchen?" you ask hoping johnny can hear your stomach growl for emphasis.

"i don't know if that's such a good idea, all the boys are home. i could bring something in for you?" he tries to convince you unable to imagine what the boys would do if they saw you.

 "nonsense, i have brothers, and im hungry."

you hop out of bed stretching your aching muscles from sleeping cuddled into johnny.

" y/n can you at least put some pants on, look i have some here."

he really doesn't want the other guys looking at your legs. not only does he feel slightly territorial over you, he knows they'd stare and think about you, which enrages him.

he reaches over to the dresser beside him making sure too keep the covers over his "problem" frantically looking for anything to cover your gorgeous legs.

 "nope ill be to sweaty." you insist, not sure why hes being so weird about you going to get food.

"oh! after can you also get my clothes out of the dryer ." you sing as you practically skip out of his room. johnny slaps himself on the head laying back in awe.

how could you be so bratty yet cute. he wants to go and monitor you in the kitchen.

but first he needs a cold shower.

you roll up the sleeves on johnnys t shirt exposing your arms to the cold air. you walk fast, your hunger from not eating dinner carrying you to where you think the kitchen is. after two dead ends you finally find it.

you also find that youre not alone.

sitting wide eyed, is haechan and jungwoo. you don't falter as you stride into the kitchen, leaning onto the table they were eating cereal off of.

"hello gentlemen,"

you crescendo, smiling mockingly at the two shocked boys.

"if one of you could tell me where the cereal and bowls are it would be greatly appreciated."

 no one answers for a minute and you wonder if somebody has placed wax figures around the table as a prank. then jungwoo narrows his eyes at you with  killer intensity.

 "who are you here with." he interrogates. you lean far over the table so you are inches away from jungwoos scowling face.

you scowl back.

"and what does this have to do with your cereal?" you question as you both stare at eachother with deadly focus.

"woah purple silk alert!" you hear someone yell having to side step into the kitchen to avoid bumping into your butt.

you break staring at jungwoo to see who you almost backed up into. it was mark, and he was staring at you with the same confused expression as the boys had.

"what are you staring at? have you never seen anyone in a kitchen before?"

mark throws his hands up in mock defence at your sudden sass. you chuckle,

you like this one.

on the other hand, jungwoo and haechan are still staring at you like little children.

"what brings you here?" haechan questions.

 "hunger, i suspect the same reasons as you." you reply coldly.

 he nods his head seriously like you were both in an interrogation room.

"okay fine we'll do this the hard way then!" mark exclaims throwing himself on the opposite side of the table to question you as well no doubt.

you continue coldly staring at the three members. no fear in sight.

"favorite movie?" mark asks.

"dazed and confused."

"favorite food?"

 "im not picky."

 "green or blue?"

"green."

 "superhuman or fool?"

 "what?" you question.

 "shes johnnys!" mark exclaims throwing his hands up in triumph.

you smack your palms across the table as jungwoo and haechan smirk in triumph as well. they didn't even do anything, no fair.

then you hear footsteps and look back to see johnny freeze mid stride.

he walks into the kitchen to see you bent over the table with mark haechan and jungwoo zealously victory dancing. you scowl at him for no apparent reason and he thinks hes about to explode from confusion and annoyance, right there in his kitchen.

" i like this one." you state pointing over to mark who is currently doing the macerana on top of jungwoo. he smiles over at johnny.

 "i approve by the way." he smirks still dancing.

"thanks?"

 johnny is so lost but he plays along so he can get the both of you cereal. you couldn't, because you were preoccupied in trying to stop the boys annoying maceranas. very serious business.

four minutes later you were happily eating fruit loops sitting beside johnny and the others. you didn't notice the boys secretly sneaking looks at your body every so often, or johnny turning redder and redder each time they smirked and winked at him.

a few minutes later you were happily eating your second bowl and mark and jungwoo announce they are going to go get groceries, but not before attempting to playfully punch johnny.

johnny holds his hands up in surrender and then they rough him up while laughing diabolically. "good job johnny" you hear mark say.

"youre my hero johnny!!"

jungwoo screams patting him on the back. you smile at how flustered johnny looks because the boys think you slept together. you were fine with whatever the boys thought, johnny on the other hand did not seem to have the same mentality.

over the course of ten minutes yuta, jaehyun and taeil check you out as well. taeil even whistles at you, punching johnny in the back. you mock bow at him and he laughs.

johnny wants to disappear or scream:

 " i didn't actually sleep with her you dicks."

 but he decides not too, not wanting to get a bigger rise out of them. you were actually quite enjoying all of the teasing though.

then taeyong comes in, his eyes only half open. then he sees you, freezes and points right at you, then at johnny. piecing together what had happened

"jonathan old boy you did it!"

he jumps. definitely going to make a huge deal out of this.

"okay that's enough cereal for now!"

johnny exclaims taking your half full bowl out of your hands, practically throwing it into the sink.

"never would i of thought you'd be with someone like her, i happen to admit that im pleasantly surprised jonathan!"

taeyong continues as johnny hastily lifts you out of your chair and starts pushing you into the hallway despite your protest.

 "im taeyong pleased to meet you!" he screams peaking over the kitchen corner holding a hand over johnnys head for you to shake. you just barely grab onto it and shake, yelling back.

 "im y/n and the pleasure is all mine!" 

taeyong smiles a cheeky smile and you laugh as johnny continues to  push you into his room. as soon as you get inside you sit on his bed pretending to be completely oblivious that any of this had affected him.

 johnny growls at your bratty smile. he crumples onto the bed beside you pulling at his hair. you giggle intently at how embarrassed he is. this is definetly going to be more fun then you thought.

pt.8

[mskimkaty]

I AM THAT GIRL

angst, slight fluff, smut

WARNINGS: MENTIONS OF DEPRESSION, MENTAL ILLNESS, SUICIDE, SELFHARM, DRAMA, SMUT, VANILA SMUT, SWEARING, KIM JENNIE IS A BITCH HERE AND SO OTHER MENTION REAL LIFE PEOPLE BUT ITS PURELY FICTIONAL.

synopsis:

Johnny Suh, the most popular boy in college, tried to take his life? what could possibly go wrong with his wealthy background, popularity, and basically having everything in the palm of his hands?

expected word count: ?

expected chapters: ?

release date: ? if im not lazy enough, I might post this later tonight or tomorrow but if I take my time with the plot, probably a week or so,,

details: college!au, strangers to friends to lovers!au.

JohnnySuh x reader

TEASER

Johnny Suh walked the hallways of his college ground and not one passerby gives him the freedom to actually do his business. students give him a look of pity, as acquaintances try to give him fake words of comfort that disgustingly crawls at the back of his skin.

his old blonde hair was now dyed into jet black, the usual smile plastered on his lips was now in a tight line and the usually friendly demeanor was now placed with a scowl on his face.

“Youngho, if you need anything, I’d gladly do it for you.” Johnny heard his korean name roll of someone’s lips and now he feels disgusted with his self for the 9th time that day, he was back to zero and the acid rushes past his throat and he might actually vomit with the anxiety building up in the pit of his stomach up on hearing his birth name. He halts his movements and turn around to face Kim Jennie.

how does she have the nerve to say that when she cheated at him with Jongin? he treated him like a brother. Her hands travel on his biceps, the usually warmth he felt in the past was buried at the back of his memories and now, he’s just disgusted with her.

he ignored her and continued walking past her, Jennie’s peers were instantly beside her to console her with words of comfort because apparently her ex-lover practically brushes past her like she was nothing.

Clearly, you didn't expect a drama unfolding in front of you while standing in your locker area, Christmas break was over, and now students are back putting their noses in other people's business. Especially, Johnny Suh's business.

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[way-veee]

ineedyou

                   word count: 1.7k+

rating: m

genre: drama, mystery, smut, romance, sad

warnings: dark themes, smut, talk of suicide and depression

pairing: johnny x reader

pt.6

note: this is kinda long and sad but I also think its a really cute scene :)

 you smile at johnny, he smiles back.

" thanks again for letting me borrow your clothes." you say when you walk out of the bathroom wearing one of johnnys black shirts.

 "anytime" he smiles trying not to look at your bare legs. he loves looking at the way your messy hair falls on your shoulders and how his shirt falls against your thighs.

"johnny theres one more thing."

 "yah?" he responds scared that you might ask to leave.

"do you have a pair of boxers or shorts I could wear? everything I have is soaked."

he knows you don't mean this sexually and he knows that he shouldn't trail his eyes up your legs. but now that you've admitted you have nothing on underneath, he does both of those things twice then responds meekly

 "ya sure im just gonna go get a pair for you then." you nod in in gratitude as he stumbles into his room.

 you really don't understand what all of his fussing is about. a few minutes later he comes back out into the dark hallway with a pair of purple silk shorts. you cock your head quizzically at the sight of them.

"oh, no these aren't..."

 johnny backtracks unable to form cohesive words from embarrassment of having ladies shorts in his room.

"these are one of taeils old girlfriends, I found them and thought youd like something short. no- not that I want you to wear something short or that youd want too- I just.."

he gives up trying to answer and hands them over to you in defeat, his head hanging down. you can see that his ears are beet red so you don't say anything, instead you smile softly, take the shorts from him and close the door to the bathroom so you can change.

 johnny rests his head on the door frame silently thanking himself for wearing dark colored sweats today. he still cant stop thinking about how sexy your legs look.

 how much he wants to touch you and kiss you.

he cant stop thinking about how hard he is or how he probably wont be able to contain himself for the whole night. he stays there for a long time thinking about all those things until you emerge from the bathroom looking the exact same, just this time wearing shorts underneath. you have your clothes in bundle in your hands.

"my clothes are all wet and I was hoping to use your dryer." johnny smiles, but not for the same reason that you think. 

" here i'll take them. it'll only take a few minutes."

 "thanks"

 you watch him disappear down the dorm hallway. you walk down the hallway in the opposite direction, looking around to see if anyone was there. oddly enough no one happened to be in the dorms. it was late at night so the other boys could be trapped wherever they happened to be when the storm hit.

you find the living room and sit down on the leather couch facing the television. it was eerily dark and quiet from the power outage, you suspected this evening contradicted every other at the dorms but you liked that nobody else was going to interrupt your night.

this made you smile slightly as you sit in the black of night in the living room. you look for candles, opening up random doors and cupboards until you find one that smells like gingerbread and one that smells like lavender. a weird combo you admit, it was even worse when you lit them but at least you can see.

the leather of the couch was so cold and your legs are rampant with goose bumps. theres no way that youll be able to sleep on this tonight without the heating system.

you turn your attention to the books on the glass coffee table in front of you. you grab a book with a black spine and a decent weight. you open it up and find out that its an author you know quite well. you start flipping through the pages never having had read the book. you hear johnnys footsteps near the couch,

 "do you read kafka as well?"  he questions surprised,

 "a little bit, ive never seen this installment before though."

 "oh its really fascinating, its about a man who wakes up one morning and gets arrested, he doesn't know why and no one will tell him."

 johnny continues talking about the book, but instead of listening you watch him sit beside you on the couch. hes changed out of his grey sweater and into a form fitting white t shirt.

you know its not a big deal because he probably wears less clothing in front of thousands of people, and that regular people wear less clothing all the time. but this is the first time that youre seeing him without a sweater on.

you feel like the shirts not even there.

 his arms bulge and you picture them lifting you up and holding you against a wall, you picture how is abs would feel under your touch and how his fingers would feel tangled in your hair.

you vibrate just from the thought. all of a sudden, your desire makes you shudder and johnny then stops talking.

"are you cold? I can get you a blanket or pants?"

 "no its okay" you smile at his eagerness to make you feel at home.

"this couch is really cold though, I don't think i'll be able to sleep on it."

johnny knits his eyebrows in concern.

"well all of the boys always lock their doors so nobody else can raid the rooms and closets. I guess that only leaves my room."

he looks up at you for a second then looks down at the floor, his ears turning a blush colour.

holy shit, youre going to have to share a bed with johnny.

you've only met him twice counting todays encounter, which under normal circumstances would be a big red coloured flag. but the situation you two find yourself in is not normal.

you both feel an intimate connection, you both cry together and understand each other. then again looking at johnnys arms you believe there are other concerns as well.

 "can you not sleep on the couch?" you question weakly.

 "if the powerful y/n cant handle the conditions of my living room do we really think I have a chance?" you chuckle to yourself quietly.

 hes funny now too? tonight is going to be so painfully long.

 "okay I see your point. but I guess this leaves us.." you look up to johnny in question. hes still sitting hunched  beside you, wading in confusion.

"I guess this leaves us both sleeping in my bed?" he says in a tone like hes trying not to yell, which you understand because youre silently doing the same thing.

"ok sure, I mean if you'll let me?"

he nods twice in your direction, not making eye contact.

 "thanks again, youre being really nice to me. and I don't know why." 

johnny finally makes eye contact relaxing his face. you think its the most beautiful face you've ever seen.

"y/n, you've helped me more than you know. I don't know if i'll ever be able to repay you."

 your eyes soften, a light smile dances on your lips. johnny looks at you, thinking youre the most beautiful person hes ever seen. you don't say anything back because theres nothing you can say to johnny.

so you just stare at him instead, wondering why you haven't stared at him before.

 "sometimes I feel like that man."

 "who?" you respond confused.

 "the man in franz kafka's book. sometimes I wake up and feel like ive been taken prisoner by something, I don't know what and I cant figure out why."

you look at his saddening face again. you want to hug him and kiss his tears away, but you haven't touched him since the fist time you met. youre scared to do it again.

"franz kafka never finished that book, so I sometimes like to imagine how the man would escape or if he even would." his eyes glisten with tears.  "this is how I picture it."

you look up at johnny in wonder, how you ever ended up meeting someone as good and smart as him. its a miracle that you've been gifted someone like him when you know you don't deserve him. johnny collects his thoughts and starts to speak,

"im sitting in my jail cell with nothing, no possessions, books or friends. the door opens and I think its a guard with my dinner, but its not a guard. in fact its a girl with flowing hair and sparkling eyes.

she smiles at me and takes my hand. I don't know why, im a criminal in jail probably for a horrible crime.

but the girl saves me.

she leads me out passing all the guards. I look around in bewilderment because no one stops me. its probably because the girl is good, and they think I must be too if she thinks im worth saving.

so we leave the jail hand in hand, and I don't need any of the possessions I once had, or care about a lot of the things I had before. because I have her."

 youre crying at this point but you couldn't care less. you look at johnny and he looks back at you, his eyes full of adornment and something you hope is close to desire.

"the girl was saved too." you say quietly into the candle light.

"the girl needed the boy too, for her own reasons, and he helped her escape too. he really did. not from a prison, but things that were just as confining."

johnny doesn't really believe that he helped you. how could anyone so calm and collected need fixing. then again his fans and friends probably thought the same way about him.

his heart swells, johnny knows he shouldnt try to touch you or kiss you. then again he  also knows that he needs you.

from the way you talk, to how you comfort him and tell subtle jokes, he knows that hes falling for you. and if any  part about you needing him is true, well he better take his chances even if the room smells like burnt cookies and rotten flowers.

 he takes a deep breath and leans forward looking at your plump lips and rosy skin. all too suddenly johnny kisses you.

his lips are so soft. softer than a marshmallow or a pillow. theyre unlike any lips you've ever kissed before.

his lips move against yours tentatively.

you chuckle slightly, because you want him to do the opposite.

you rub your lips against his and warm heat shoots right into you. you deepen the kiss and he follows. moaning into the kiss as his soft tongue explores your mouth.

you hop into his lap to get a better angle. you cant help yourself and bite onto his lower lip, pushing your teeth into his soft flesh.

he smiles into the kiss growling in a low tone. you two stay there for a while. youre not really sure how long because your head is spinning and your body is pulsating. 

“fuck,” you moan into his mouth as your hips rub against his hard cock, you haven't really thought about "it" before, but "it" was definitely better than expected.

you smile giddy from kissing him, and possibly about what this could lead to. 

“wait.”

 you say, pushing him off. your train of thought wrecking the heated moment.

that's just it, what this could lead to. were you ready?

was he? (he definitely looked and felt like he was but still). 

“I- I cant, this is really fast, um..” you look at the ground mad and embarrassed at yourself for not being able to do this. he looks at you intensely, 

“its not you at all, im just not sure im ready for this..” you look at johnny all too disappointed in yourself. 

“have you ever?” he questions in a high pitched voice from confusion.

you smile at how naïve he could be. 

“oh you have no idea,” you smirk into his face still inches away from yours.

 “ but right now I cant.”

you frown, mad at yourself. its not that johnny isn't amazing or that youre not attracted to him. you just cant take that next step until youre sure. you promised her and yourself this, you trust yourself enough to believe that youre making the right choice. 

“right, no of course. we only go as far as your comfortable.” johnny says seriously, you know that he respects you and your choices which comforts you even more.

 “is this still okay?” he gestures to you sitting on his lap, legs hiked up, his hand on your lower back. you laugh slightly and nod.

 “is it also okay if I ask why?”

he says softly, his hand starting to rub your back in slow circles. you wonder whether you should say yes or no.

you've never told anyone, but you trust johnny. 

“yes.” you whisper. here goes nothing. 

“okay, umm, picture this, youre with someone who you think is perfect.”

johnny nods, knowing exactly what that feels like. 

“imagine that youre with them all the time, you talk to them and laugh with them, you share everything possible with them. and you also love and cherish them more than you ever thought possible.

you think everything is going good because it really is. and youre so contempt that you've found your one person to be with forever, everything is great, so great.

well then imagine, one day you come home, waiting for them so you can talk and laugh and tell them everything all over again. but they don't come back.”

you cant feel the tears because your face is numb from sadness, but you know that theyre there because you hear them hit the wood floor. 

“so you wait and wait, you don't sleep all night because you want to believe that they'll come back, and hug you and love you like all the nights before. but deep down you know that they wont,

because they cant.

you don't sleep again for along time, you don't think about anything for along time and all of your everything's pile up because you have no one to share them with.

 imagine that that person took the best parts of you with them, because they brought out the best in you. it makes sense because you were only ever theirs.

 on your restless nights you made a pact with yourself to never share everything with anyone ever again.

because nobody would be them.”

 you look into johnnys sullen eyes wondering if they feel as heavy as your heart. 

“johnny, I like you. even though I barely know you, I like you a whole lot. I think eventually i'll be able to be happy with you if you'll wait for me, im just not ready to give her up yet.

I never will, but right now its bad johnny, and I really wanna be with you. but I just cant give her up. not yet...

 I need her.”

 johnny suddenly hugs you in the warmest hug you've had in a long time. it fills you up pushing some of the sadness away. you cry into his shoulder.

you cry lightly, smalls sobs escape whenever you breath in too deeply. johnny doesn't say anything for a long time, this comforts you because you couldn't reply.

 “I don't know what youre going through but it sounds awful. one thing I do know though, is that you have so many good parts of you still here, too many maybe, but hey.”

you laugh through your quieted sobs. 

“you are so perfect here right now in this moment, and in the next and in the last. also,

I don't mind waiting, i'll wait forever, as long as I get to be near you, as long as your happy i'll survive.”

you hug him so tightly you think your arms are going to fall off. you cant believe he’d wait for you. the thought of someone being there for you is so amazingly reassuring you almost laugh. 

“thanks,” you whisper into his broad back. he doesn't say anything but you can feel him smile into your hair. you hold him until you stop shaking from the cold and sadness.

finally you unlatch from your embrace and stare into his beautiful face. 

“what was her name?”

he says softly not wanting to speak over the light silence of the living room. 

“jisoo.”

 you whisper lightly, thinking about how beautiful she was inside and out.

you think about her smile and her soft voice. you think about the beautiful letters that make up her name and how when you first met her you couldn't stop saying it.

 “that's a beautiful name” he states. you nod and chuckle wiping the tears out of your puffy eyes. 

“it really is.”

you sit beside him, watching the candle light flicker. 

“can we go to bed?” you almost inaudibly whisper.

 johnny nods grabbing your hand to lead you to his bedroom. you admire how pretty his fingers looks wrapped around yours, at how perfect his arm muscles look trailing under his t shirt. 

“here we are,” he gestures to his small room, with a bed barely big enough for two, a simple desk light and table in the corner of the room.

you sit on his bed almost sighing from how soft his blankets feel. you are so exhausted and don't protest when johnny lowers himself onto the bed beside you and pulls up the covers.

the sheets are cold and you soundlessly start shivering. johnny silently pulls you into himself so his knees are pressing into the backs of your legs and his arm drapes over your stomach, he hugs you into him. hes so warm. 

“I never want to go back to my own bed when I know I could be here with you.” you whisper into his arm.

 “the boys would be hassle though, never let us hear the end of it. if youre okay with that and minimal sleep because of the sound of eight other teenage boys then?”

you laugh from your belly. 

“imagine,”

 he laughs too, imagining it all too clearly. you snuggle in closer to him. 

“im excited to run away from prison with you.” you lightly tease.

 “hey hey remember whose bed youre generously being let sleep in before you mock a person!”

 “ don't worry, I remember exactly.”

you feel him smile against your curled spine. you've never fallen asleep smiling before, but you figure today was a good day to start.

pt. 7