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Pairing: biker Wooyoung x barista gn!Reader

Genre: Fluff, light angst barely there

Warnings: Cursing, mean customer who throws hot coffee

WC: 1809

Summary: Customer service sucks, and today even more so. But a certain regular makes it better.

Yes, yet another wooyo fic LOL im sorry but i love this man and biker wooyo makes my knees weak

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“(Y/N), your favourite customer is here,” Keonhee peeks his head around the back, wriggling his eyebrows at you as you make a face at him. “He’s looking especially fine today, you know.”

As you walk past him, you try to shove at his shoulder but Keonhee dodges and giggles. “What a butt,” you roll your eyes at him with no maliciousness. He isn’t wrong anyway. Every Friday, a group of bikers would come in and order a bunch of coffee. When you first started working here, they terrified you, but as time went on, you slowly got used to them and even came to enjoy their company.

And yes, one of them has caught your eye. Not that it was any of Keonhee’s business. But god damn was he fine. The gang itself was filled to the brim with young, handsome guys who would send even the most stoic person into a blushing mess. But there was something about this guy—Wooyoung, you learned his name was after overhearing their conversation—that just sparked something in your gut.

Maybe it was the way he smiled or his loud laugh that you could hear even in the back storage room. Or maybe it was the way he always included a lollipop along with his (very generous) cash tip. And the way he was nice to look at helped as well.

To your surprise, the rest of his friends were nowhere to be seen. It’s weird enough to see him on a Tuesday. “Hi, fancy seeing you here today,” you greet him, wiping your hands on your apron. “Your usual today?”

“Hey, it’s my favourite employee!” Wooyoung beams as soon as you come into view and you can’t help but smile back. “What’s popping, dude?”

Wooyoung leans forward, elbows propped on the counter, and it takes all your willpower not to stare at the sliver of chest showing. “Nah,” Wooyoung drawls. “I’ll try something else. What do you reccommend, doll?”

You try your hardest to keep your face still but even if you succeed you’re sure your burning face gives you away. “Trying something new?” you ask, attempting to cover up your awkwardness.

Wooyoung’s smile widens. “Yeah, I think I will. What’s your favourite drink?”

Is he flirting? You’re not quite sure. It sounds like he is but you’re also a pessimist and would much rather go for the safer option. “Ah, I know you like your coffee strong, but I actually don’t drink it. I prefer a matcha latte, but if you prefer coffee I can ask my coworker?”

Wooyoung shakes his head, his smile unwavering. “That’s okay, I’ll try your favourite drink. You can make it just how you like it.” He punctuates his sentence with a wink and you immediately busy yourself with the register, avoiding his eye contact so that you can calm your heart rate down. Surely he’s got to be flirting now? Sometimes you hate your obliviousness.

You know Keonhee is absolutely listening in on your exchange and you accept your fate of getting teased for the next four shifts until Friday rolls around and he finds new blackmail material. “This one is on the house,” you attempt to regain some dignity by keeping your voice steady “as thanks for being such loyal customers.”

Before Wooyoung can protest or even say anything, you quickly process the order and turn to make the drink, willing your face to cool down in the process. As you mentioned, you don’t know what it is about Wooyoung that makes you flustered and become so socially inept.

As you are pouring the finished drink into the cup the door opens and the bell tinkles. “I’ll be with you in a moment,” you call out, slightly thankful for the distraction but also mildly annoyed you can’t spend more time with Wooyoung on your own.

“Here’s your drink,” you hand it to Wooyoung over the counter, “enjoy!”

He smiles at you and you return it before heading back to take the next customer’s order. “Hello! Sorry for the wait, what can I do for you?” Before you can even say anything, the middle-aged lady gives you a once-over and you already know what kind of customer she will be.

“That’s fine, I guess,” she sniffs and waves her hand dismissively. “Can I get two hot chai lattes with oat milk and four pumps of syrup?”

“What type of syrup? All our flavours are listed here.” You motion towards the plastic taped to the counter. Apparently, this was the wrong move because the lady rolled her eyes.

“You don’t have to give me such attitude! I can read perfectly fine! I’ll take the vanilla.”

Your eye twitches and you bite back a snarky reply, instead opting for a polite, “I apologise. I’ll get this done ASAP.” As you input her order, you can feel Wooyoung’s eyes on you. It’s not quite how you wanted him to see you, but that’s just how customer service is, you suppose.

As you finish up, you can hear the lady grumbling under her breath about the disappointing service and you have to take a few deep breaths to avoid letting your temper get the better of you. “Here’s your drinks, ma’am.”

“Finally! You know, I am in a rush, you should hurry up next time,” the lady snaps, snatching the cups from you and taking a sip from one.

“Ma’am, that’s a hot–” you try to warn her but to no avail. The lady chokes, and in her surprise slams the cup down onto the table, creating a mess that you inevitably will have to clean up.

“How dare you!” the lady screams at you as you stare in disbelief. “I am a paying customer!”

“Sorry ma’am,” you grit out. “It does say on the cup that it is a hot beverage, but I can make you a new one if you’d like?”

Your offer was not enough to appease the angry customer and she grabbed the other drink, attempting to throw it at your face. Thankfully, you take a step back and her aim is just as bad as her manners, but it still catches on your shoulder.

Keonhee gasps behind you but before he even has a chance to kick her out, Wooyoung steps forward.

“Get out.” The lady snaps her head towards him, incredulous, and opens her mouth to speak but Wooyoung slams his fist on the counter. “Get out of my sight, and get out of the store. I never want to see you here, or even hear of you here again. Am I clear?”

Without another word, the customer scurries away and Wooyoung turns to look at you. “Uh…I’ll go get the med kit,” Keonhee says, turning tail and leaving you in the front with Wooyoung, but with a completely different vibe surrounding the two of you.

“I’m sorry you had to witness that,” you apologise to Wooyoung, bowling low, but he waves away your apologies.

“Don’t worry about it, that lady was such a bitch,” he scoffs, glancing out the door as if she’d come back. “Tell me if she comes to bother you again. Are you okay though?”

You glance down at the soiled fabric and it’s only then the pain hits you and you wince as you try and shift your shoulder. “It’ll heal. Thankfully it wasn’t too bad and it wasn’t my face.” You peel back the sleeve and both you and Wooyoung wince at the sight of the red flesh.

“(Y/N), I got the med kit,” Keeho calls out as he returns with the white box in one hand and a damp cloth in the other. “Do you need to take the day off? I can have Minho come in to cover for you.”

You start to decline but Wooyoung interrupts. “Yeah, call him in,” Wooyoung stares you down when you try to argue and you’re much too tired to fight him on this. “You’re in no condition to work. I’ll take you to the bus stop and you will rest.”

You look at him for a long moment and Keeho looks unsure about his offer, but you’re not in the mood to argue about this either. “Okay, you win, Wooyoung,” you concede with a sigh. “I’ll take the day off.”

Wooyoung hums, happy with your choice and Keonhee dares to wink at you in full view of Wooyoung, who just laughs smugly. “Come on, then. Do you have everything?”

You nod, and as you walk around the counter towards Wooyoung, he ushers you out with a hand on your lower back and you fight to keep your smile off your face. Maybe that customer was worth it—you get a day off and kinda of get to “hang out” with Wooyoung.

As the two of you walk down the sidewalk, you’re not sure of what to say, or how to even start a conversation. Usually, there’s a counter between you and Wooyoung, but with his hand on you, you apparently can’t think straight. “So, what is your name?” Wooyoung breaks the silence. “I never got it yet.”

“Ah, I’m (Y/N). I’m surprised you didn’t hear my coworker yell it from the backrooms.” Wooyoung laughs.

“I don’t really take to eavesdropping, unlike how you learnt my name,” Wooyoung bumps your good shoulder, a laugh in his voice and you squawk. “I don’t mind, really. We’re a loud bunch, which I’m sure you’ve known by now.”

You laugh a little at that. Your boss is always annoyed at the noise they make but they are regulars and tip well so he can’t do much about that. “So I have. Speaking of which, are they not with you today?”

Wooyoung shakes his head, his bangs falling into his face. “Nah, I wanted to steal you all to myself. And I definitely got more than I bargained for.”

“Oh, my God,” you whisper, ducking your head down to hide your burning face. “How are you so smooth?”

Wooyoung snorts. “I can’t help myself around you,” he teases, poking at your face.

“Oh, hey look, the bus stop! And how lucky, the bus is coming too.” You keep your eyes firmly ahead and Wooyoung laughs as you approach the stop. “Thank you for walking me back, Wooyoung.”

“Hey, of course. I’ll see you Friday?” You nod, turning to board the bus when he grabs your wrist. “Wait, hold on! You need your lollipop!”

Wooyoung fumbles in his pocket before pulling out a lollipop and you laugh, taking it. “Blue raspberry? You’re so basic.”

Wooyoung rolls his eyes. “I’m so nice to you and this is all I get in return? You don’t deserve to see me Friday, me nor my lollipop stash.”

You laugh at his antics and Wooyoung smiles, proud of your laughter. “I’ll see you Friday, Wooyoung. Thank you.”

[taeraemisu]

stupid guy in love ; junhyeon tiot

synopsis ; when junhyeon realises his own feelings at a spur of a moment

genre ; open ending, slight angst, in denial

pairings ; junhyeon x reader

word count ; 0.3k

a/n ; i haven’t written in so long so hence why this is a little short hehe

junhyeon stared hard. what was he doing? what was he even thinking?

“you know, this song—“ he couldn’t even hear what you were saying. his mind was in shambles, jumping from one place to another, idea to idea, thought to thought. he was all over the place, yet there was a common thing between every thought rushing into his mind.

you.

you and junhyeon were standing on the side of the street after classes, the only source of light being from the streetlights. junhyeon stared as you pursed your lips, he watched as you ruffled your own hair, his eyes taking in how the light reflected off your face.

he never realised it before. was he in love with you? surely not. or…was he? he wouldn’t be that stupid to not know his own feelings, right?

“yeah, you are that stupid.” he could hear keonhee’s voice ringing in his head, taunting him. when keonhee first brought up junhyeon’s crush on you, he dismissed him, saying that he would never have a crush on you and keonhee was stupid for ever suggesting that in the first place.

yet, why was junhyeon obsessed with the smallest details of you? why was he slowly starting to be curious of how your day went without him? why did he start to wonder if you would enjoy eating the meals he ate too?

“what’s wrong?” you asked, raising an eyebrow. “is there something on my face?” you placed a palm on your cheek, tilting your head. you noticed junhyeon was staring too hard, not saying a word. did he even hear about you telling him about your first dance with your crush?

junhyeon had a soften gaze on you, mesmerised with you. he almost didn’t catch what you said. he continued staring, his lips parted softly. he watched you pout slightly and suddenly he felt like keeping you in his pocket. he wanted to strangle you adoringly. he wanted to make you look at him only and not your stupid crush.

oh, junhyeon frowned at the realisation.

he was stupidly in love with you. he opened his mouth, what was he thinking? what was he gonna say? even he didn’t know.

“you look stupid.”

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my writing style is always mirrored, so don’t be shy if you’d like to write with me in any way, shape, or form! my preference tends to lean towards novella and advanced lit (comfortably up to 500-1k or more) with present or past, third-person narratives. i have some writing examples i can send your way if you’d like to see them before committing to rp with me! i typically want to strive for quality over quantity.

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ PLOTS : regarding plots that i enjoy tend to lean super heavily into the human condition (any variation or avenue of slice of life, modern aus), very lightly toeing into supernatural with succubuses/incubus or angel/devils, fallen angel concepts, and “darker” themes. some examples would be religious trauma/historical themes, substance abuse, violence, heavy angst, etc.

i also really enjoy media-based or established works of fictions like ao3, video games (the last of us, detroit become human, etc), films, and kdramas (strangers from hell, all of us are dead, the glory, bloodhounds, and more). 

i’m totally interested in including nsfw into our rps aswell, though i tend to write my characters as versatile switches and would prefer if my partners were flexible and willing to collaborate to make it fun and comfortable for both of us. i will send a kink list to be as transparent as possible, or you can view that on my carrd alongside other in depth info here!

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ MUSES & GROUPS : i’m open to a majority of groups including, but not limited to the ones listed below! regarding muses, i’m very open-minded and flexible and will include some examples of those i muse the most. the starred groups are the ones that i muse very heavily for currently:

☆ aespa : winter / karina / ningning

ateez : wooyoung / san / yunho

enhypen : jay / heeseung / jungwon / jake

☆ exo : jongin / sehun / chanyeol / baekhyun

le sserafim : sakura / chaewon

☆ nct (all subunits+wayv) : taeyong / yuta / jaehyun / jeno / mark / donghyuck / jaemin / xiaojun / kun / yangyang

oneus : seoho / keonhee / xion

☆ onlyoneof : nine / love / mill / rie

p1harmony : theo / intak

☆ seventeen : jeonghan / jun / seungkwan / vernon / joshua / minghao

☆ stray kids : minho / hyunjin / han / bangchan / jeongin 

tempest : hanbin / taerae / hyeongseop / hwarang

☆ the boyz : sunwoo / hyunjae / juyeon / jacob / eric

☆ txt : soobin / beomgyu / taehyun treasure : asahi / jihoon / hyunsuk

☆ xg : jurin / chisa

☆ zb1 : jiwoong / hanbin / matthew / taerae

solo artists : woodz, dpr ian, jackson wang, and more  . .

(these aren’t including my ships, but you might be able to get hints from who i bolded - don’t be afraid to ask for clarification though, i’ll definitely mention them once we connect).

please prioritise discussing triggers and preferences within the RP. they will always be stated by me during plotting as well. my triggers are only detailed self-harm/gore that goes alongside it. i’ll let you know if I’m uncomfortable at any point otherwise.

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ MISC. NOTES : the most important part of this i would like to make sure is noted is that writing won’t always be a priority for me as i have other hobbies and responsibilities that tend to take up a lot of my free time too. i work two jobs while also taking classes from my university and gaming. i’d appreciate and prefer partners that don’t mind gaps of time between responses and won’t spam or pressure me to be quicker. i’ve had some bad luck with rp partners that don’t understand that and overstep boundaries. i will end the rp if it gets excessive. however, i’m very chatty and enjoy making playlists and pinterest boards alongside our rp au’s so it’d be cool to have partners open to that sort of connection. i’m always down for friendships outside of our rp too so the gaps of time don’t feel awkward or stilted.

if all of this sounds good to you and you’re interested in getting to know me as a potential friend or likewise to write, don’t hesitate to interact with this post on here, directly message me, or head on over to discord and add me; my username is gyumie. ♡

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heyooo! i’m yumi, age 23, they/them! currently lf a few krp/kdrama partners, preferably within the age range of 19-23+! it’s safe to say that i’m open to any pairings such as mxm, fxf, poly, and trans/non-binary characters, oc x oc (faceclaims ok!) - i will say that i do have a preference for writing masculine characters and will often default to that unless discussed.

my writing style is always mirrored, so don’t be shy if you’d like to write with me in any way, shape, or form! my preference tends to lean towards novella and advanced lit (comfortably up to 500-1k or more) with present or past, third-person narratives. i have some writing examples i can send your way if you’d like to see them before committing to rp with me! i typically want to strive for quality over quantity.

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ PLOTS : regarding plots that i enjoy tend to lean super heavily into the human condition (any variation or avenue of slice of life, modern aus), very lightly toeing into supernatural with succubuses/incubus or angel/devils, fallen angel concepts, and “darker” themes. some examples would be religious trauma/historical themes, substance abuse, violence, heavy angst, etc.

i also really enjoy media-based or established works of fictions like ao3, video games (the last of us, detroit become human, etc), films, and kdramas (strangers from hell, all of us are dead, the glory, bloodhounds, and more). 

i’m totally interested in including nsfw into our rps aswell, though i tend to write my characters as versatile switches and would prefer if my partners were flexible and willing to collaborate to make it fun and comfortable for both of us. i will send a kink list to be as transparent as possible, or you can view that on my carrd alongside other in depth info here!

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ MUSES & GROUPS : i’m open to a majority of groups including, but not limited to the ones listed below! regarding muses, i’m very open-minded and flexible and will include some examples of those i muse the most. the starred groups are the ones that i muse very heavily for currently:

☆ aespa : winter / karina / ningning

ateez : wooyoung / san / yunho

enhypen : jay / heeseung / jungwon / jake

☆ exo : jongin / sehun / chanyeol / baekhyun

le sserafim : sakura / chaewon

mamamoo : moonbyul

☆ nct (all subunits+wayv) : taeyong / yuta / jaehyun / jeno / mark / donghyuck / jaemin / xiaojun / kun / yangyang

oneus : seoho / keonhee / xion

☆ onlyoneof : nine / love / mill / rie

p1harmony : theo / intak

red velvet : wendy / seulgi / joy

☆ seventeen : jeonghan / jun / seungkwan / vernon / joshua / minghao

☆ stray kids : minho / hyunjin / han / bangchan / jeongin 

tempest : hanbin / taerae / hyeongseop / hwarang

☆ the boyz : sunwoo / hyunjae / juyeon / jacob / eric

☆ txt : soobin / beomgyu / taehyun treasure : asahi / jihoon / hyunsuk

☆ xg : jurin / chisa

☆ zb1 : jiwoong / hanbin / matthew / taerae

solo artists : woodz, dpr ian, jackson wang . .

(these aren't including my ships, but you might be able to get hints from who i bolded - don't be afraid to ask for clarification though, i'll definitely mention them once we connect).

please prioritise discussing triggers and preferences within the RP. they will always be stated by me during plotting as well. my ‘no’s’ are only detailed self-harm/gore that goes alongside it. i'll let you know if I'm uncomfortable at any point otherwise.

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ MISC. NOTES : the most important part of this i would like to make sure is noted is that writing won’t always be a priority for me as i have other hobbies and responsibilities that tend to take up a lot of my free time too. i work two jobs while also taking classes for my university and gaming. i’d appreciate and prefer partners that don’t mind gaps of time between responses and won’t spam or pressure me to be quicker. i've had some bad luck with rp partners that don't understand that and overstep boundaries. i will end the rp if it gets excessive. however, i’m very chatty and enjoy making playlists and pinterest boards alongside our rp au’s so it’d be cool to have partners open to that sort of connection. i’m always down for friendships outside of our rp too so the gaps of time don't feel awkward or stilted.

if all of this sounds good to you and you’re interested in getting to know me as a potential friend or likewise to write, don’t hesitate to dm me on here or head on over to discord and add me; my username is gyumie. ♡

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Consequences

Wordcount; 2, 601

Fandom; Oneus & A.C.E.

Pairing; Reader X Kim Youngjo & Reader X Kim Sehyoon

Character; Kim Youngjo, Kim Sehyoon, Lee Donghun, Park Junhee, Kim Byeongkwan, Kang Yuchan, Kim Gunhak, Lee Gunmin, Lee Keonhee, Yeo Hwanwoong & Son Dongju

Warning; Angst, Arguing, fighting, jealousy, Caught affair, love triangle, injury, and blood.

Notes; Chapter 10 here.

Disclaimer here.

“Yiseo, what’s this?” Yuchan asked looking in shock as he looked around the room as if the person was hiding. “It’s not what it looks like,” you said as you put your T-shirt on. “What that you’ve just had sex on your brothers floor!” Youngjo said shaking between anger and hurt.

“Couch, we had sex on the couch,” Sehyoon’s voice boomed from the hallway. He walked in looking Perfectly dressed in a tight vest and shorts, which annoyed you that in that moment he still captivated your attention. “You fucking did what!” Youngjo’s voice boomed as Yuchan put his hand out to stop him passing. “I had sex with the girl I love,” he said strolling into the kitchen like it was nothing as he opened a bottle of beer. “You mean with my girlfriend,” Youngjo shouted out, his fists balling. “The one you stole from me,” Sehyoon bit back, his eyes smalling towards his friend.

“Right, we need to calm down,” Yuchan begged, as he struggled to keep Youngjo from getting to Sehyoon. You got between them helping Yuchan out, your tear stained eyes searching for contact from Youngjo. But he refused to give in, instead his cold glares was all for Sehyoon. “How could you do this to us, does our friend ship count for nothing?” Youngjo cried out. “What friendship, you mean the one where you go off with my girl and continue to listen to me tell my woes and my feelings, all while you was dating her yourself,” Sehyoon said calmly. “And I apologised and you said it was fine as you was dating someone else,” Youngjo replied a slight tear escaping. “I lied, must be catching or something,” he said walking to the couch where you just had sex. He sat down taking a swig of the beer he had opened acting as if he was unfazed by this all.

“I’d offer you one but it seems we’re already privy to sharing the same things these days,” he said taking another swig. Without Yuchan between them Youngjo charged at his friend, grabbing his vest and pushing his face into Sehyoon’s. “I’m not into kissing men get that from Donghun, but wait you’ve already done that,” he smirked.

Youngjo balled his fist, you ran towards it grabbing his hand before it could aim for Sehyoon. “Youngjo please don’t,”

You begged as he pushed your hand off him. As his fist balled again you jumped to catch it once more. But you missed, losing your footing and stumbling into the glass table next to the sofa.

All three of their faces paling as you felt the blood before the pain seared in. The glass had cut through an artery and blood was splurting everywhere making you feel faint and sick.

Yuchan ran to his phone to call for emergency assistance as Youngjo ran for towels to place over your arms. He used all his anger to tighten around the bleeding wound as you went weary. “Yiseo focus,” Sehyoon said snapping his fingers in front of your face. “I can’t stop the bleeding,” Youngjo said looking panicked at Sehyoon, both them covered in your blood. “Your belt,” Sehyoon ordered pointing, as he held onto the blooded towels.

You closed your eyes as you felt your breathing become laboured. Feeling the tightening of the belt around your raised arm. You felt nothing but could hear only voices as you lost your vision. Voices of Yuchan begging for medical assistance to hurry, along with Sehyoon and Youngjo’s mantra of your name filled the air as you lost consciousness.

You woke to your arm in heavy bandaging and searing pain when you tried to move. Donghun, Junhee and Yuchan’s worried face came into your view.

“Where am I?” you asked wearily under the drugged feelings swarming your brain. “Your in the hospital, you’ve had an operation, you had to have a surgical bypass to fix the artery you cut through,” Donghun said as he patted your ankle. “Where’s Youngjo?” you asked. Donghun and Junhee looked at each other and seemed hesitant to comment. “You wait till mum sees you she’s going to kick your ass,” Yuchan said sounding annoyed, you remembered what he had walked into and the drama that unfolded.

“I’m sorry Channie,” you said softly. “Don’t,” he grumbled getting up looking still annoyed with you. “Where you going?” you called out in a panic. “To tell mum your awake,” he replied over his shoulder.

You looked at Donghun and Junhee who looked a little hesitant to comment further. “What?” you said, your head swarming as you did. “I told you it would end in an explosion,” Junhee said raising an eyebrow. “Where is he?” you repeated. “They’ve both gone back home to there own home town,” Donghun replied. “Both of them,” you cried. “Well you couldn’t expect them to both stick around after that,” Junhee scoffed. “Are you here to make me feel better or worse,” you whined, feeling the every bit in need of a pity party. “Well you asked, don’t shoot the messenger,” Donghun replied. “Youngjo blamed himself for what happened. He also can’t be with someone who would cheat on him and Sehyoon didn’t like how he had become, because of his feelings for you…… so they’ve both left town,” Donghun said. Tears filling your eyes as you closed them to avoid them both seeing.

You had lost both of them and you knew it was true it was all your fault. You knew that you reacted a certain way around Sehyoon. Youngjo knew that too and you promised him it wasn’t the case. You gave him fake promises and then cheated when it became apparent that your emotions for Sehyoon hadn’t switched off. This was all on you.

Donghun tapped your shoulders, “you still have us,” he said smiling as you eyes opened. “Thanks,” you attempted a smile before the tears really attacked. “Wow feeling the love here,” Junhee said leaning his head against yours. “I’m sorry, it’s just hitting how badly I’ve fucked up,” you cried. “What would be a life if we didn’t have fuck ups hey, I’m still making them and don’t plan to stop,” Donghun chuckled.

It had been the last week at college, your final exam all reliant on the project you and Sehyoon had started. Now without him, you knew the chances of failing was high.

You had no partner, the work was rushed with a little help from Junhee all with a healing arm to contend with. But you wanted to try, if not for you but for Sehyoon for all the hard work and drama this project had caused.

Byeongkwan had ignored you on your return, feeling bitter that he lost his friend because of you, Minhee and Miyeon following suit. Junhee had held your hand through your college return and you was counting the days till you could leave this town yourself and return back to your parents. You knew you would fail the piece and fail the year and unable to return for your final year.

You stood trembling at the presenting stage, Junhee sat there in your view with Donghun and Yuchan for support. You closed your eyes to steady yourself feeling the dread, holding on Sehyoon’s words to help with the presentation.

When you opened them Sehyoon was standing there. His beaming smile that charged at you and attacked your heart. You held onto the desk to steady yourself, as he smirked leaning towards you. “You need to get those under control,” he whispered with a wink before taking the sheet from you, as he took over the presentation.

Both using your words with Confidence, you presented your final piece as well as you could. Everyone clapping in what you was sure was a positive response. However, at the back of the auditorium, your attention was taken by someone familiar.

Your eyes blinked as you took the sight of Youngjo in. His trademark smile as he clapped winking at you before turning to leave.

You bowed before you dashed in his pursuit. But when you reached outside he was no where to be found. You breathed in hard, feeling pathetic for wanting to talk to him as you relented and turned to walk back in. But your heart stopped when it saw Youngjo leaning against the door. He smiled as your eyes connected as he walked towards you.

“You came, you both came,” you cried as tears started escaping. “Of course I came, it’s a big day today and hopefully the beginning of the next part of your life.” He said his hands stroking your hair. “I’ll still have another year, if I pass,” you said. “You and Sehyoon won’t fail,” he smiled.

“Your both made of magic that no one can compare with, that’s how your pass,” he said softly, you felt the pain in his words. “I’m so sorry,” you cried sobbing. “Shhh,” he said, pulling you in, the warmth of his arms washing over you. “I’m sorry I couldn’t love you like you deserved,” you cried into him. “It’s ok, you was never really mine. I should have known better to go there,” he said stroking your hair. “But I don’t regret it, because we had fun right?” He asked into your sobs as you nodded into his chest. “I loved every minute, just not how it ended, and certainly not this. I replay it over and over in my head, this is on me,” he said stroking the cast around your arm. “It was an accident,” you said trying to reassure him. “Anyway just promise me one thing,”. He asked. “What’s that?” you said raising your head. “Sehyoon loves you so much and I know deep down your crazy about him. Give him a chance, a real one none of this stubborn ass games.” He asked. “How, he’s leaving?” you replied. “Next year your have your final year together so no he’s not leaving,” he said. “If we pass,” you whispered as he placed his finger on your lips. “You will,” he whispered still being your biggest supporter after everything.

A car beeped startling him. “Hurry up will you,” Hwanwoong shouted out the car window. “I better go,” he said pulling you in for one last hug as he kissed your head several times, savouring every kiss knowing it’s the last.

“Will I ever see you again?” you said tears clouding your view. “I’m Kim Youngjo, your very own Ravn, I’m sure your see me around,” he smirked before pulling you close, letting his lips press yours. The warmth of his tongue slipping in as you kissed one final last time.

Tears falling on both of you as he stepped back smiling before walking away. Your heart ached as you sobbed as he got in the car, taking one last look your way before getting in and driving off. Junhee’s warm arms pulled you in as your heart broke from every emotion you had held on to. “It’s ok, I got you,” he said cradling you as you sobbed hard.

You was helping Yuchan pack some of his stuff. “You’re only going for a couple months,” you scoffed at the items cluttering up for your summer break back home. “Hey I need every single item,” he pouted before You heard a crashing sound come from Sehyoon’s room.

You walked down the corridor knocking on the door. “Everything ok in there?” you called out. “Sehni,” you said panicking opening the door to find Sehyoon on the floor by his bed, looking shocked with broken Lego on the floor. You looked at the model that you previously broke and couldn’t help but laugh.

“It’s not funny Yiseo,” he cursed which made you laugh harder. “It is, it really is. I told you months back that it really did fall when I shut this door and you didn’t listen, now it’s happened to you,” you chuckled. “You really are annoying,” he cursed earning a heavier chuckle. “Good because your an asshole,” you said helping him pick the Lego pieces up.

You noticed the pictures around the room, some of them had been hidden for months. “Did you do all these?” you said standing to walk closer to them. “Yes I do them when I’m feeling low, sad or any emotion to think of it,” he replied. “What about that one?” you said walking towards the one right at the back. The one you was seconds from seeing when you had that argument. “That’s my most prized painting,” he said. “Can i look?” you asked, him humming as he nodded. As you pulled gently on the sheet covering it, it unearthed the most beautiful painting as you gasped when you recognised the woman in it.

“Wow is that?” you asked pausing. “Yes Yiseo that’s you,” he confirmed, your hands trailing down the beautiful portrait that he did of you in a field of sunflowers.

“Why the sunflowers?” you asked remembering he once brought you them saying they gave positive energy. “Because you are my positive energy in a challenging field,” he replied. “You can be the damn sweetest sometimes,” you smiled as you leaned into him, he pulled his arms around your waist pressing kisses to your forehead.

“You taking that home or leaving it here for next term,” you asked. “I’m leaving it, I got the real one now to hold onto while I’m away,” he said turning you to face him to kiss you, his kisses every bit as passionate. “A calls not the same,” you said panting. “Oh didn’t Yuchan tell you,” he said raising an eye brow with a mischevious grin. “No no he didn’t,” you said intrigued. “Well come on then tell me,” you demanded after seconds more of his silence.

“We live in the same home town in fact we live in the same road, we always have,” he chuckled. Your brain paused as you tried to focus.

“There was once a younger boy who moved to town to a garden full of Sunflowers. He met a beautiful girl in his road but she was too beautiful to even notice the likes of him. So he watched her grow into the beautiful woman and watched her leave. Imagine his surprise when that same girl joined the same uni then his,” Sehyoon said cherishing each memory of you as your face dropped.

“Your the sunflower boi,” you said surprised. “But you was so so quiet,” you said blinking remembering the times he avoided your words. “How did I not recognise you?” you scoffed.

“Your memory didn’t, but your body did,” he said winking. “Plus in the year before i came here I worked hard in the gym, this didn’t just appear over night,” he said chuckling.

“Omg you must think I’m so vain not recognising you,” you said with your hands stroking his arms.

Sehyoon Pushed your hands away. “No because it was fun wooing you with the confident version of me.” He said pulling you into another passionate kiss.

“But Yuchan?” You questioned remembering him not realising you was brothers. “Well I’m not the only one that’s changed the way we looked then to now,” he scoffed as you smiled, admiring his equalling glow up.

“Will you put your boyfriend down and come help,” you heard your brother call down the hallway. You rolled your eyes smirking at Sehyoon as you pictured the sensitive blushing quiet teen he was. “Come on sunflower boi,” you said swatting his ass, before making him chase you towards your struggling brother.

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@oneusficevents 2023 Trope Bingo: Fake Relationship Square

Pairing: Keonhee/Hwanwoong

Setting: Actor!AU, CEO!AU, Fake Relationship, Enemies to Lovers

Genre: Humor, Fluff, Minor Angst with a Happy Ending

Warnings: Mild Language

Rating: T

Wordcount: 16,584/?

Summary:

"You offered your body to your boss to thank him for giving you a job?" Dongju asked incredulously.

"W-well the thing is... I mean, it's not like that. I mean, yes he's my boss and yes we kissed but like, it's not what you think!"

Dongju pursed his lips. "Then explain it to me. Why would you get into the first scandal in your fourteen-year career on the very day you sign a contract by kissing your boss in public?"

Or; Lee Keonhee needs to get out of an arranged marriage. His old highschool rival Yeo Hwanwoong needs a new acting agency. Together they unleash chaos upon both Hallyu and high society.

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What great sadness can make an angel cry, Keonhee wonders

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A/N - I'm so sorry for not getting to it sooner, but I hope this is okay 🥺

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Prompt; "Do you remember what day it is?" (Anniversary)

Married AU (can u even call it AU-)

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Pairing - Keonhee x genderneutral reader

Genre - Angst, Fluff

Warnings - one curse word

Taglist - @twancingyunhoe

Word count - 310

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It's about 9pm when your husband Keonhee enters your shared home, taking off his jacket and shoes before dragging himself into the living room to lay on the sofa. 

"Welcome back Honey, how was your day?" You ask him with a soft smile on your face. 

Keonhee pouts and looks at you through tired eyes. "It was really exhausting, just like the last 2 weeks" 

Giving him a sympathetic smile, you stand up to get him something to drink. 

He takes the glass of water from your hands with a grateful smile before downing it in one go, obviously very thirsty after his long hours of practice. "Hey uhm" you speak up after he placed the glass on the table. "Do you remember what day it is?" 

Keonhee furrows his brows in thought, but he shakes his head after a minute. "No, was it something important?" 

You give him a sad smile and just shake your head. "Nevermind. Let's go to bed, yeah?" 

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The next morning Keonhee is the first one to be awake, to his own surprise at that. 

He checks his phone and then it dawns on him… "fuck!" He exclaims rather loudly, causing you to stir in the bed. "Keonhee, why are you yelling..?" You ask him with your eyes still closed and voice laced with sleep. 

Keonhee walks around to your side of the bed and kneels down to be eye-level with you. "Hey Y/N" He says and gently strokes your cheek. "I'm so sorry for forgetting our anniversary yesterday. I know its no excuse but you know how busy I've been… I hope you can forgive me" 

You open your eyes at that and look into his. "It's okay, mistakes happen" you say with a small smile and place your hand on top of his, still resting on your cheek. "I forgive you"

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— Assigned to analyze a recently created hologram, you receive more than you bargained for when Keonhee charms you.

DETAILS — [ PG | drabble | 1.4k ] PAIRING — hologram! keonhee x human! gender-neutral! reader GENRES — sci-fi! au, fluff, angst WARNINGS — a little bit of sadness

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The solid white walls were glossy, created to mirror you in the narrow hallway. It was a mind game, as were most of the things within the company building. The small tablet your life revolved around was hugged to your chest, shoes squeaking on the repetitive surface until you were met with a black door.

Your hands shook violently, raising the tablet towards the small screen - a lock if you will - until the gentle click of the door sounded. The black barrier slid on its invisible railings, allowing you to enter the small room before shutting closed again. The lock rang once more, two chiming beeps initiating that you were now within your assignment.

The screen of your tablet lit up, a solid blue color overlapping the previously dark screen as the program loaded in. Small squares rushed into the middle, bouncing until they diminished and a single sentence appeared.

“Beginning sequence, please do not turn off the device.”

Your pupils dilated when the room went pitch dark, eyes fixed on the sudden green lasers appearing from the sensors along the walls. Each beam meshed with another before turning translucent, a visual effect being created before your very eyes until a man stood idle in front of you.

“Hello.”

Tall and seemingly nimble, he wore a cheeky smile. Hair fixed, face flawless, eyes filled with life, he was truly an unbelievable creation. Formed with the finest technology, he looked real, astonishingly real. Had you not been tasked with this occupation, your senses would have told you that you stood forth a human being, not a database elongated with every induction known to human existence.

“I’m Keonhee.” his hand rose outward, the limb laced with marks and divots just as yours.

Hesitating, your careful hand opposite of his in the air met the sparks of the being, a fitting texture to his technological presence. He was - after all - only a hologram.

Your hand delved straight through his form, his smile fading into pursed lips the moment both of you realized that physical contact was nearly impossible. A cough escaped your throat, cleansing the awkward tension immediately brought in due to his uncomfortable state. His eyes drew back up to your face, blinking in tandem with yours to mirror the constant actions of such a human.

“This is really a simple situation.” you began, his light nod assuring that he was well attended to your words. “All we must do is act out a few simple interactions, test your wavelengths and emotions, and give me the time to record these things as we do them. Sound okay?”

The twinkle in his eyes brightened, his smile returning at your soft tone. Part of you felt for him, a drafted invention leering on the edge of deletion if anything within the test fails. A shy expression on his face, his hands clamped at his abdomen awaiting his first task.

He watched attentively as your form set your tablet down onto the small table off to the side of the open room. Being different from him, every reaction and expression of yours was linked in his development, collected and stored for later use - part of his program. His eyes felt like actual eyes on your body as he stared, two camera lenses that could blink or cry, maybe even turn bloodshot - nothing about him seemed like he was recently designed, much less typed up.

The eerily white walls, ceiling, and flooring was nothing less of disturbing, his casual form in the middle of the room the only piece that felt comforting. His tense arms in your view as you turned back to him read an off-putting interpretation, one far from what you believed he was capable of.

“Relax.” you smiled at him. His fingers released and allowed his arms to swing at his sides, rocking on his heels. “It’s easy, remember?”

“Of course, I remember.”

He radiated an energy unlike any other, pulling a laugh from you as you nearly rolled your eyes at his covert joke - conscious of his existence was the first thing you noted in the tablet. It felt as though you were conversing with a friend, not a project.

“Okay.” you laughed. “Move around a little. Stretch, walk around, maybe even do a few jumping jacks.”

His face turned awkward again, lips smoothing together to form the mix of a pout and shrilled look. Humanitarian responses to requests - another thing noted. His arms rose into the air, moving without a single twinge in the program or shape he took. For a hologram, he moved clearly and strategically. Not a single chop of the frame that shaped him glitched or fidgeted, his structure ostensibly impeccable. His fingers separated, stretching up and out, returning to an idle stance to repeat the actions. Hopping in his shoes to do jumping jacks, no noise echoed from the white floor like yours did, silence in the room as he bounced. With a cheesy grin on his face, he watched you alluringly. Your stomach crunched with laughter as your fingers pressed the keys of the tablet to record that he was moving smoothly, his form halting and stepping forward when your eyes reattached to him.

His face was soft, hands reconnecting at his back as he took another step. He was closing in on you, seconds from being directly in front of you. You felt a shift in the energy around you when he finally made it before you, his tall frame astonishing compared to the length he once stood. His face was like porcelain, eyes bright and teeth shining with glee.

“Wavelengths.” He amused you well. “This is going to be worse than the jumping jacks, isn’t it?”

You couldn’t hold in the frown overtaking your lips, lightly nodding. The tablet was declined in your hold, stationed on the edge of the table with the program still fully running on it. His eyes stifled over the screen, reading each note you wrote down about him, along with the readings of his energy being monitored like a person’s heart would.

He appeared to take in a sharp breath, chest puffing and easing. Your hand rose into the air, fingers floating upwards for your palm to be flat near his form. The static electricity surrounding him caused the hair on your body to float, the feeling of high energy all around you only increasing when your hand met the space where his chest began. The lines of the energy readings spiked, his eyes roaming from your nervous form to the screen.

“Don’t-” you spoke softly, catching his attention in a single word. “-look at it. Keep your eyes on me. It’ll all be okay, Keonhee.”

The corners of his lips rose again, pearled teeth between the silk skin showing before his mouth went flat. Your hand brushed past where he stood, sinking into the hologram as if he were a black hole. The tablet beeped for a moment, indicating there was a change in his energy levels, but when your eyes met his face, it was his emotions wracking the systems examination.

A tear dropped from one of his eyes, rushing over his bottom eyelid before slowly cascading down his cheek - another response you needed to log, but hated witnessing firsthand.

“It’s okay. It’s okay.” you tried to ease him.

His eyes blinked rapidly trying to remove the remaining tears rinsing from his ducts. Your hand pulled back, the static lessening when he stepped away to allow you time to record what you witnessed. The lasers followed his every movement, your eyes tracing his form pacing around as you finished putting in the last of your analysis.

Taking in a deep breath, your tablet was pressed into your chest again, his head turning to meet your saddened form. You had received all that you needed.

“I guess now is your time to go?” he already had an answer. He only wanted conformation.

“Yes.” you frowned.

His energy gained on you again until he nearly towered over you, peering down through his glossy eyes, similar to the white walls of the building, he smiled at you. The lasers appeared green again, his existence morphing into nothing but data once more. You blinked back tears of your own, watching the screen of your tablet turn blue. The loading squares bounced in tandem again, loading a new sentence.

“Sequence complete. Data stored. Program accepted.”

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Stay | k.gh

this is a WeUs mafia au that i decided to tackle, you can’t improve without taking risks:’)

Synopsis: after being thrown into a very dangerous world without your knowledge, you find yourself in some very dangerous situations. luckily one of your brother’s friends is always nearby. there are secrets in the house you’re living in that you need to unravel, can you do it?

Words: 1.2K

Characters: Kim Gunhak x reader, brother!Ravn

Genre: angst to fluff, mafia au, f2l, slow burn

Warnings: heavy angst, violence, blood,

Song rec: stay and last song by oneus and onewe

Notes: this took way longer than i intended, and i kind of wanted it to be one part but oh well what can you do? my braincells disappeared somewhere after starting this but i intend to finish it so please look forward to the next part!

it was the same thing everyday. classes until 4PM, work and studying, sleep, repeat. weekends meant catching up on reading, assignments and, yup, work. you worked in the cafe that was just off campus, it can be busy right after class gets out but then again you were usually getting out of class at that time too. your parents had stopped supporting you after you moved away from home for school, the fight you had before you left had been really bad. they kicked your brother out when he was seventeen, you hadn’t seen or heard from Youngjo in nine years.

that is, until today. it’s a regular saturday, during the morning rush: Youngjo walked through the door in all black, his head tilted down to look at his phone. it had been so many years but you recognized him immediately. he looked much the same as he had all those years ago, you knew he probably wouldn’t recognize you; you were thirteen when he left, you had grown into someone completely different in the last nine years. Youngjo didn’t look up from his phone when he reached the counter, your coworker was about to take his order but you quietly asked her if you could take it instead. “hello, what can i get for you?” you asked cheerfully. “one iced mocha latte please.” Youngjo still didn’t look up at you. you smiled “of course sir.” you didn’t ask for his name even if it was policy to do so.

your coworker raised her eyebrow at you when she passed by to take her place at the cash register, but you just smiled at her. you started Youngjo’s drink, and when it was finished you called him. “Kim Youngjo your drink is ready!” his head shot up immediately, looking at you his eyebrows furrowed and then his eyes widened. hurrying towards you he exclaimed “y/n!! it’s you! how are you? are you okay? why didn’t you say anything?” his questions came quick, and you barely had time to answer them. the rush was slowing down and you took your break to talk with him for a few minutes. “first, i’m doing my best. okay is a relative term in my opinion. i wanted to surprise you that’s why i didn’t say anything. how are you? what have you been up to? you must be doing well for yourself those clothes look expensive.” you laughed, Youngjo chuckled nervously. “i was so shocked! normally i give my nickname Ravn for coffee orders. i’m doing good though,” he paused, “i haven’t been up to anything interesting to be honest. what are you doing working here? shouldnt mom and dad be taking care of you?” his questions were innocent and concerned, but they still stung. you looked down at the table, “i’ve barely made rent with what i make here and my student loans, mom and dad haven’t spoken to me since i left for school.” a tear slid down your cheek, Youngjo reached across the table and wiped your tears away. “it’s okay little one, i’ll take care of you now.” he was determined to make sure you were taken care of.

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after your shift, Youngjo picked you up and grabbed your stuff from your apartment. after that you picked up some food and were on your way to his place. “i have ten roommates but we have a really big place so you probably won’t even notice them. plus we leave and come back at weird hours so don’t worry about them.” Youngjo seemed sort of tense. upon pulling up to their group home your jaw dropped. “you live here???” you gasped.

the house sat just outside the city, on what looked like seven acres of sprawling grounds. the house itself was massive. it had huge pillars on the outside and ivy crawled up them. there were large gates and a stone wall wrapped around the property. Youngjo pulled into an underground garage where cars you could only dream of were parked. “we share the cars too, any car we want to drive we just sign out and go. you don’t have to worry about groceries or anything i can cover those, we do share chores around the house and if Seoho catches you slacking off you’ll be in trouble,” Youngjo took a deep breath, “don’t ask too many questions, they can be sort of secretive. we only have one rule and that’s; always make sure someone knows where you’re going when you leave. no matter what. the boys are usually respectful but they can get rowdy sometimes. don’t worry about them if you’re uncomfortable just let me know and i’ll talk to them.” he finished with a tight smile. you nodded “thanks Jojo, i really appreciate you letting me stay here. are you sure your roommates are cool with it though? they seem sort of… i don’t know, tense?” you finished uncertainly. Youngjo’s grip on the steering wheel tensed, he put the car in park and turned to you. “they’re fine, i asked Yonghoon hyung and he said it was okay. just as long as you abide by the rules and don’t get mixed up in what we do, okay? you have to promise me you won’t get involved with our work.” youngjo demanded. you nodded “i promise.” turns out you wouldn’t be able to keep that promise after all.

Your brother’s roommates turned out to be incredibly nice and cute too. Yonghoon was the leader, he was sweet and secretive but was always willing to help you. The younger boys also always made sure to include you when they went out to get coffee, and in movie nights. Other than Youngjo; you were closest with the twins, Giwook, Hwanwoong, Hyungu and Keonhee. Even if Hyungu was quiet most of the time, and Hwanwoong could be a little bit… eccentric. Hwanwoong often stayed in one room for hours at a time, and you weren’t allowed in that room. You weren’t really sure why.

Recently though you had started spending more time with Gunhak, he had asked you to go get coffee with him. He had been driving you to class and picking you up when Youngjo couldn’t. maybe you were really excited that Gunhak had been driving you to school… he was admittedly very cute. And strong and oh no you’re falling for him aren’t you?

It was a regular day, Gunhak was driving you to school. You talked quietly with him, it was comfortable and calm with him. Not to me ruin he buys you expensive coffees on the way to class!! Gunhak pulled up to your university and parked, “have a good day y/n. i’ll pick you up after class, okay?” Gunhak smiled at you. “okay! Thank you Gunhak!!” you exclaimed, getting out of the car and waving at him as he drove away. The grounds of your school were unusually empty but you weren’t too concerned about it. Out of the corner of your eye you saw something moving, then a strong smell filled your nose and suddenly all you saw was black.

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Conflicted

Word Count; 3,428

Fandom; A.C.E. & Oneus

Pairing; Reader X Kim Youngjo & Reader X Kim Sehyoon

Characters; Kim Youngjo, Kim Sehyoon, Kim Gunhak aka Leedo, Lee Gunmin aka Seoho, Lee Keonhee, Yeo Hwanwoong & Son Dongju aka Xion. Mentions of Lee Donghun, Park Junhee, Kim Byeongkwan & Kang Yuchan.

Warning; Angst, Oral sex (receiving) fingering, body marking and unprotected sex (on Pill).

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Declaimer to this series here.

“Yiseo slow down sweetheart,” Youngjo called out down the road chasing you, all while tears ran down your face from Sehyoon’s harsh words. He ran after you, grabbing your wrist turning you to face him, concern was etched all over his face.

“Look he didn’t mean that,” Youngjo said looking worried. “I don’t care, I hate that man, I always have and I’m glad I don’t have to be nice to him,” you ranted. Youngjo smiled sweetly. “You don’t mean that, your just hurt,” he said pulling you into him, tears falling so fast that your vision became clouded. He rubbed his thumb at the back of your shoulders. “I do, we’ve never been friends till I became his cleaner,” you sobbed.

“You mean till you had to cover up that his house mate is your twin,” he chuckled, your tears slowing as you lifted your head to face him. “What?” you muffled, as your hands rubbed the tears from your eyes to take his vision in clearer.

“Donghun and Sehyoon got into a fight earlier, he spilled your secrets,” Youngjo chuckled as your head swam in the over dose of information you received. “Why was they fighting? is Donghun ok?” you said worried, even though you knew Donghun was clearly able to look after himself in a fight.

“Because Sehni thought you was….. look it doesn’t matter what Sehni thought, but they got in to a girl like squabble, no broken hair extensions or nails, there’s nothing to worry about,” he said. He pulled your head back into his chest, his hands holding you tightly into him. His warmth from his body made you feel safe and protected.

“Channie’s going to be pissed, he hates people knowing we’re twins,” you said into the silence. Youngjo’s hands twiddled with your hair as he chuckled again. “Actually he said he was glad Sehni knew, he was fed up hiding from his own home from his own sister. It’s ok we don’t think your a freak show, Byeongkwan might want some blood analysed from you later though,” he laughed.

“Anyway, as lovely as this hugging is, let’s get you home sweetheart,” he said kissing the crown of your head. The warmth tingle attacking you as he did was pleasant. He held his hand to you to hold. His smile making you smile back as you took his hand, the connection with him totally opposite to Sehyoon’s. It made you feel secure as you walked back to yours, avoiding any conversation of his friend.

As you came to the door to the apartment you heard the usual sounds of Donghun’s gatherings, you silently huffed knowing sleep wouldn’t be an easy option. “You ok?” Youngjo asked with a raised eyebrow. “Yes just the part and package of sharing an apartment with a Ho,” you Replied causing him to chuckle.

“Well why don’t you come back to mine, it’s ok I share with a bunch of lads, there crazy and funny but there won’t be any orgies I promise,” he said, smiling at you. “It’s ok you can have my bed, I’ll have the sofa but at least your be able to sleep,” he added, his warm brown eyes almost hypnotising you.

The sounds of Donghun’s mantra shouted out to the hallway, you was sure you heard Junhee’s voice in the mix as well. “Ok,” you said, watching Youngjo’s face beam and couldn’t help but laugh at the giddiness he was showing.

Youngjo lived on the other side of town, he held the door for you when your taxi arrived at the large house, it was rather homely. “Is this where you live?” you asked shocked. “Yes it’s Dongju’s family home, there’s six of us here,” he said holding his hand out for your small suitcase of clothes. The ones that you packed in the hurry rush to avoid being spotted by Donghun and Junhee. “I would have prewarned you about the guys, but then I remembered you lived with Donghun,” he chuckled. “Wait I thought you said there would be no orgies?” you gasped stopping in your tracks. Youngjo looked at you quizzingly before Laughing hard. “No there not like that, I just meant that they can be loud, well Keonhee and Hwanwoong anyway,” he chuckled, gripping your hand tighter as he pulled you inside his home.

You was expecting completely frat boy like behaviour, but instead you walked into a dark living room. The tv screen showing only the tv light as five boys was sat around with blankets for warmth and comfort. “What you started without me?” Youngjo groaned as the Guys refused to take there eyes off the screen that looked like an action movie. “Not our fault you went to that other campus,” one of them shouted out.

The muscular one at the end of the sofa gave eye contact your way, noticing you was in his room mate’s company. “Oh you have a friend,” he said standing up to bow. You smiled in his direction as the lamp turned on blinding you. “Ooooh Youngjo’s brought a guest home,” the younger looking boy said. “Don’t get too excited she’s just a friend,” Youngjo said yet pulling you close to him by your waist, which made a couple of the guys raise an eyebrow. “If you say so thousands wouldn’t believe you,” the smaller boy chuckled. “This is Yiseo,” he said ignoring their comments as the five guys crowded you introducing themselves.

Gunhak was quiet, hardly speaking but would often give you comforting smiles. Gunmin was similar but kept checking if you wanted a refill of drinks, that was flowing now you was there entertainment for the evening. Keonhee would talk for England, happily enjoying your company. Hwanwoong would press for any information he could, especially when he found out you lived with Donghun. Which is when you found out that Youngjo and Gunmin was friends of his. They had blushed when they saw you quietly trying to figure out if they had visited one of his evenings, especially with Youngjo knowing where Donghun lived. Dongju had moments of chatter, when he felt he was interested in the subject the group spoke about, otherwise he sat there, his beautiful beaming smile, you could see he doted on his Hyungs.

“I think you two look cute together,” Keonhee said noticing you both exchange looks as your hands brushed Youngjo’s. “Shut up Keonhee,” Youngjo scowled taking a swig of his drink.

“She’s into Sehni anyway,” he chuckled as you shot to him, smalling your eyes. “Woah I would say your off by a mile,” Hwanwoong chuckled alongside the other’s laughter. “They had a little disagreement that’s all,” he said patting your head. You brushed his hand, as he tangled his fingers into yours making you blush at the contact, he winked making your heart falter.

You knew you had a crush on this man and he made you feel safe and secure, but you knew Sehyoon was lurking at the back of your mind. But you remembered his earlier words, anger seething through you. Why should you push away Youngjo for a man who you could never ever love, because you hate him more then you could ever find a way to love him.

Dongju noticed your eyes fixed on his Hyung as they all was discussing Sehyoon. “But the question should be, do you like our Youngjo?” He said crossing his arms looking at you with one eyes widened awaiting your response. Youngjo choked on his drink. “He’s an amazing guy what’s not to like,” you said before he could comment what looked like an insult his younger friend’s way. His face shot to yours instead as his face looked at you momentarily before he chuckled, winking pulling you in that you was almost on his lap. “I know tell me about it, this beauty’s hard to cope around, I know,” he said as he used his fingers to run alongside his sharp jawline. You swatted him, laughing his way as he laughed back with you.

“No seriously Youngjo do you like her? Dongju said, his quizzing still on his agenda. “Dongju shut up,” he said gritting his jaw a little beneath the smile. “No wait, I want to know, I said you was amazing am I not too?” you teased pulling a dramatic sad face in his view. He pulled you in kissing your head, “you know your amazing too, stop trying to fish for your compliments,” he chuckled. Keonhee pushed Hwanwoong in laughter a little too deliberately that he accidentally spilled his drink over your T-shirt. The sticky beer meeting your skin beneath your clothes as the bubble tickled alongside the skin as you yelped in surprise.

“Hwanwoong,” Youngjo scoffed pulling you up off the sofa. “Oh I’m so sorry,” he apologised, “this twat made me drop it,” he hissed in Keonhee’s direction, who was sniggering with Dongju. Gunmin and Gunhak had got up to fish out some towels to dry you off as Youngjo watched you pull the clothes from your chest, your bra coming through your cream top. He gulped before taking his shirt off to cover you. Dragging your hand past the three chuckling guys as they watched you be taken to his room as Gunmin and Gunhak looked unneeded with there rags.

“I’m so so sorry,” Youngjo said looking a little annoyed. “Here there’s some spare clothes over there, you can borrow one of mine,” he said turning his back to you so you could get changed. His back glistening in sweat in your view, you gulped wanting to rub your hands over them. “You know I have my own clothes right,” you giggled. “Yeah but what will you wear tomorrow,” he said as you slipped on his T-shirt which smelt like his favourite channel aftershave. “You have a washing machine don’t you?” you asked throwing your wet T-shirt his direction, landing on his head that he chuckled before pulling the top into his hands. “Yes, yes we do,” he hummed into the air.

“I’m dressed,” you said before he slowly turned to face you, his face in awe seeing you in his T-shirt surprising him with your choice. His eyes widened as he beamed his smile in your view. “What?” you said back grinning, “you look really beautiful wearing my top,” he said blushing as he played with his fingers. “You look even sexier without yours,” you replied, your hands falling to your face not realising you said those words out loud. When you risked a peek he was smirking, “oh I am am I?” he teased pulling your hands away. “Well don’t give up the opportunity to keep looking then, being a beautiful view in all,” he said locking his fingers with yours.

The chemistry between you both buzzing as your face was inches away from each other. His hands stroking your face as he placed a single soft kiss to your forehead. “You should get some sleep,” he said pulling away. “Please don’t leave me in here alone,” you whined. He closed his eyes as you could see him inwardly fight with himself. “I think maybe it’s best we don’t sleep in the same room,” he said, his hand leaving yours. “Why?” you pouted, he growled through gritted teeth with his eyes closed. “You don’t want to know why, it be easier if you just settled sweetheart,” he added, his eyes refocused and a little glazed when he took you back into his sight. “Maybe I do,” you said softly, you felt the energy and you knew you shouldn’t be pushing when he clearly felt a little conflicted.

He walked towards you taking the top of your hand and placing it over the bulge of his member that was hardened under. “I need to leave before I cross a line I might not be able to come back from,” he said looking torn. He removed his Hand but you kept yours there feeling his cock twitch against you, your grip hardening as his breath fastened.

“Yiseo please,” he cried with his eyes closed. “Why can’t you cross that line?” you pouted letting your hands feel the veins of his shaft through the material of his clothes. “Because Sehni has feelings for you,” he cried, his eyes searching for you. “And he’s my best friend,” he added. You stepped closer, closing the gap between you both. “Youngjo, I’m not seeing Kim Sehyoon, nor am I in his room, I’m in yours, here with you,” you said your lips just metres from his. “Don’t tell me you don’t have any feelings for him because I know you do,” Youngjo said, his eyes widening.

“Yes he’s a good looking bloke and on the rare moments we get on yes I like him. But 95% of the time we don’t and I hate him more then life itself,” you added, your lips kissing his jaw. He gripped your shoulders but didn’t push you away as you let them trail near his ear. “Not like when I’m with you, you make me feel contented happy and,” you paused to take his hand and placed it on your heat, that you knew was damp, “Wet,” you finished.

He growled in to the air, “you are going to be the death of me Y/N,” he said as he gulped, “Sehni will never forgive me,” he added dropping his hands from you in a last attempt to push you away. “I was never promised to him or was his, it’s you I want,” you said returning your lips to his ear as you nibbled. “It’s you I need right now,” you said as you forced every image of every time Sehyoon had caught you emotionally out your mind and put all your focus on Youngjo.

You pushed your chest into his as you felt his hand take to your hip to ground himself. Your hands trailing down his topless chest as you reached to the buttons of his trousers. He grabbed your hand, “Yiseo I’m not in to one night stands,” he said looking at you. “Well that’s good then because that’s not me neither,” you said, your lips trailing down his neck. He pushed you away to look at you sternly, “Yiseo I mean it,” he said quite seriously.

You took a step back and removed his T-shirt from your body, so you was just in your pants having taken your bra off earlier. “This,” you said pointing down your body, “and me, we’re yours,” you added. He smiled a little wearily which earnt a frown, “what do you not want me?” you said bending to pick up the T-shirt.

“No, no that’s not what I meant,” he said snatching the T-shirt from your hand. “Just Yiseo, you don’t owe sehni, but I do, this is a big step I could lose my best friend,” he pleaded. “Then we don’t tell him,” you replied, “well for a while anyway,” you said reaching for the T-shirt but he moved it behind him. “What like our secret?” he asked. “Well if that’s what you need right now to help ease what ever issues you have with him right now,” you said stepping towards him letting your breast touch his chest. The feel of both your skins touching hitting your core as you bit your lip.

“I’m yours, but the question Kim Youngjo, is, are you mine?” You asked, your eyes widening as he gulped. Closing his eyes deep in thought before he opened them, his eyes was glazed over, lust overriding any thought process.

His lips pressing to yours hungry for you, his hands tangling in your hair as he kisses deepened beneath clashes of teeth and tongues. Your hand reaching behind him to push him closer into you, so you felt his bulge pressed in. “I am all yours Yiseo,” he pressed you backwards into the bed, letting you gently fall, before he hovered over you. His lips attacking your neck as they drew down towards your chest, Hands cupping your breasts as he kneaded them, thumbs skimping over the nipple making you moan into the air. He let his mouth suckle on one of your breasts that made your body tingle.

“Youngjo,” you whined, “mark me,” you pleaded, “so I know I’m yours,” you added. He suckled more harder, happily to oblige, happy to mark you as his, even if no one else could see. He made several marks on your breast before following onto the other, humming as he did before sitting back on his heel to see his master piece. He then suckled at the top of your stomach before marking a line to your navel. His fingers playing with the hem of your pants as he did telling you he was lust filled in his emotions for you.

Removing your pants, he gasped at the sight of your naked heat exposed to him all red and wet. He rolled his thumb over your clit watching your back arch to his touch, “Fuck,” you cried out as he picked a speed before slowing to lay beneath your legs.

His fingers rolled your clit, he let his tongue lick a strip from the juices flowing from you. Your hands threading through the curls of his hair as your pelvis met his lapping tongue, all while moans filled the air. He left your heat to place his fingers in-front of his mouth, “ssssshhh” he said smirking as you blushed remembering the five other members of the house.

He plunged a finger instead, his long digits hitting your core so delicately yet so intense. Pumping in to you, you grabbed the back of your hand to bite into, to muffle the moans leaving your lips. “Youngjo please,” you cried, “please what,” he teased enjoying your whimpering mess. “Please Fuck me,” you begged needing more of him then he had already offered. He left your aching heat empty as his lips returned to yours.

You could taste yourself on his tongue as your tongues collided with each other. He reached between his buttons to free his cock from his trousers and pants as he used his legs and feet to push them to the floor, not leaving your lips for a single second.

Positioning his cock at your entrance, he pushed himself in slowly as you cried into his mouth while you took him. “Fuck Yiseo omg,” he cried, “You feel so good,” he panted through kisses as he took a slow but precise rhythm against you.

“Shit I don’t think I will last long,” he cried out. “Wait you are,” he panicked eyes widened, you nodded understanding his concern. “Yes I’m on the pill,” you said reassuringly as his eyes glazed over again. He picked up speed, the moans filling the room, bruises appearing over your hands from the failed muffling.

You felt your core warm as you felt your orgasm impending. “Youngjo I’m going to cum,” you cried digging your nails into his back, making him growl as his speed became faster and harder. The cry’s leaving both your lips filling the air. “Fuck,” he screamed as his thrusts became sloppy as he thrusted warm cum into you, filling you up. The warmth was enough to tip you over the edge as you screamed into your own orgasm.

Laying on top panting over you, your arms pulling him in, enjoying the warmth from each other. “If you only knew how much I wanted to do that when I first met you,” he chuckled. “Well I hope I matched your expectations,” you replied with the afterglow. He raised his head to beam his usual warm smile your way, catching your breath as he did. “You know it was well above and beyond my expectations,” he said, before reaching his lips back towards yours. You both let your kisses become relaxing moments of bliss between you both.

Your blissful moment was then disturbed by the bedroom door knocking, earning a grown. “There probably going to moan about how loud you was,” he teased. “Excuse me your no quiet mouse neither,” you said swatting him. He put his boxes on as he ran to the door. When he shut it he paled as he turned to face you picking up the T-shirt that you was wearing not long before you slept together, throwing it your way. “What’s up?” you chuckled as he looked at you panicked.

“It’s Sehni,” he said looking worried, “he’s here,” he added his face full of guilt.

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