#kevin’s the prettiest of all of them too…

[kevjeanyves]

jean moreau would have a super obvious type (dyed blonde hair, friendly smile, gentle disposition) if it wasn’t for kevin being such a drastic outlier…

i can’t blame him, it’s THE kevin day. not only is it the kevin day, it’s the only person who showed him kindness in those four awful years…

so in conclusion, jean’s type is anyone who’s kind to him…and it Helps? if they have dyed blonde hair and kind smiles

[foxstens]

still thinking about wymack's chapter

'i spent all of spring on her couch' kevin probably had such a hard time during his first months at psu and we don't get to see it

'what does she tell him' kandrew has layers we don't know about. i wonder why he doesn't wait andrew to know. or maybe he just doesn't want anyone to know

'nine years later' i know the ec says kevin doesn't really remember her but nine years is still a pretty long time. i want to know about their time together

'you're not just a fox. you're kayleigh's son' how do you think kevin felt. do you think he thought of the letter

'did you think you were my only lover' 'he'd never called her again' 'when he started thinking about rings' forever sad about them. she taught him exy he loved her she had his son and he didn't know for 20 years!!!

'coaches have no honor' but also 'your word is enough. just yours' like??? how does kevin trust him so much

'they'll be too busy drooling over you' kevin has to be prettiest mf in this entire universe like what

'nicky wasn't the only one so easily swayed' there's a chance this line is referring to andrew 😔

also i gotta give props to nora's writing because the characters feel so different depending on whose perspective you're reading from

[m1ssunderstanding]

Get Back Rewatch 55 Years On: Day 21: The Concert

Every time they're not on camera I simultaneously feel so relieved for them and so upset that I don't get to watch. Messed up of me, but hey. Remember that slightly disturbing quote where Paul said he actually does believe he's kind of public property and he's fine with that?

He looks so determined. Like the fairy tale prince staring down the dragon or Enjolras about to hijack a funeral (Literally my baby was conceived after I watched this in IMAX so if that tells you anything about my feelings . . . I'm going to be annoying I'm sorry I can't help it)

Her legs look so good in those tights! I love that Mo came not because her boyfriend needs his mommy but because she wants to see them perform! Kissing her on the mouth right now.

Danger boy Paul!

Fun fact, I was this John for Halloween in 2021 to a college party. My hair was already like that, and I had dirty white keds and black jeans, so I just did fake sideburns, fake glasses, and a fake fur coat. I tried to get my best friend to be Paul. She wanted to be a hooker, and I was like “It’s the same thing!”

See, look at him and his whorish ways!

John’s little lip-bit smile. He’s so happy with himself nailing that solo. Cutie. 

Cocky boys. As they should be. I love when they’re proud of their work together. Get Back is 95% just Looks between John and Paul, isn’t it?

John and Paul instantly jump into their little “humble working class entertainers” act. You know what just occurred to me? You know how they talked about the “rattle your jewelry” comment backstage and Paul dared John to say it? I wonder if they talked about the “audition” comment too.

It really is a beautiful thing they’re doing. It’s lovely, watching everyon leave their desk jobs and their shopping and whatever else to sit in their fire escapes and congregate in the street and huddle together on rooftops. It really is just like the happy end in a sixties zeitgeist movie. 

All the girls nervous to be too enthusiastic after years of being made fun of themselves and watching others like them being mocked on TV. Let girls like things, damnit!

Mo jamming! I’m in love.

John mouthing Paul’s lyrics.

“Paul McCartney singing that. What a voice.” Literally me if time travel existed. 

“And if SOMEBODY loved me like she does,” Well, it is good manners to look at the person you’re talking to, I guess. But you do have an audience, John. And a mic and a camera. 

“Absolutely disrupt all the business in this area.” Yes! Get those blue meanies, boys!

“No lay rishi gahd blay bloojaygoo” should replace all the stupid quotes the Lennon estate puts on everything they sell. Then I’d actually want their shit. Paul trying to magic the words from his head into John’s there. Successfully, though.

That “Pleeeeeheeeeease” is one of the prettiest beatles vocal moments. I love it with all my heart. And clearly, so does Paul. Doing that thing he does, inappropriately thrusting into his bass. 

Oh my gosh it’s the song Paul and John do together on tour right now!

That “Yyyyyeeeeeah, yeaaaaaah!” (I mean the whole song, the whole concert, but especially that) does things to me. 

John’s extremely blurry, because he turned his head quick enough to give him whiplash there, sorry everyone. But look! They’re having the time of their lives! They just love performing together so much!

Everyone goes to check on their accumulating audience. (except Paul. Wonder what that’s about.)Ringo’s little pleasantly surprised smile is so so sweet!

It must be so fun for them to be performing One after 909 again after all these years. Bitter sweet with everything that’s changed since then. 

LMAO Kevin thank you for your service!

He’s a silly cutie.

The mic in the street asking that girl if she’d like them to come back every lunchtime. Imagine if they did? How cute would that be? Like back to their cavern lunchtime shows. Maybe that could’ve saved them.

Them playing God Save the Queen reminds me of that story where Brian was like, “This bigger manager wants to buy your contract from me, and I just wanted to be straight with you. They could probably get better deals for you.” and they were like, “If you sell us to him we’re only playing God Save the Queen from that moment on.” It’s probably a fake story, but that’s what it made me think of. 

I always think that quote of Paul’s is so strange, where he was like “I never got the chance to watch John while we were playing.” Like. What are you talking about, baby?

Literally “Uh. Yeah. Uh. Yeah.” Fucking his bass. Staring at John. Okay? And I’m not supposed to take that and run with it? I’m not supposed to assume from that that you want to fuck your songwriting partner?

I think he genuinely wants to get arrested. I really do. I think he wants them all to get arrested so they can finally be alone in a room together. A lovely cell for four. Just shimmying at them. And Billy looking at him like, Bro. What the fuck is wrong with you?

Paul’s “woo” and shimmy :: John’s “woo” and weird little kick move. And Paul looks so fond, of course. 

God bless Mal for stalling those little fucks as long as humanly possible. And Debbie! “Don’t actually go on the roof because it’s overweight.” Gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss!

Absolutely LOVE John and George turning their amps back on. That’s right. You guys are what’s keeping the country going at this point, so if you want to play on your roof they better let you play on your roof and say thank you.

All the times when they just simultaneously turn to each other. Like, yes, this is our que to stare hungrily into each other’s eyes. 

My stomach just dropped at those words across the screen. “This was the Beatles’ last public performance.” We know, Peter Jackson. You don’t have to remind us. Jeez. 

John and Paul’s two very different but equally important leadership roles in the band at work here at the end of the concert. John delivers his iconic line, makes everyone laugh, and seals the band’s last performance with a very tight bow. Meanwhile, Paul’s climbing the gate to bypass the crowd and schmooze the police out of arresting Mal. 

THIS is sooo cute. Heads buried together and John’s very sweet, “‘s’matter? Hmm?” 

George is so cute here in the control room afterward. No wonder they don’t listen to his not wanting to do things, honestly, if he acts like this after. “What’s the law say why you can’t do that? Well how disturbing the peace? Yeah, I’m for taking over London. And every rock group in the world all on different buildings, playing the same tune.” Adorable.

Poor John. It breaks my heart that he doesn’t think his little lyric flub is funny. He’s disappointed in himself. I wish he could see that that’s one of the things everyone loves about him. George was grinning ear to ear about it. For fuck’s sake, that’s one of the reasons Paul fell in love with you in the first place. If only John could see himself the way we see him, you know? 

This little moment cracks me up. John always has to be mommy’s naughty little boy, and Yoko does a very sweet job of playing her part here. 

Linda and Paul are so touchy and clingy and it’s very romantic and I love that Ringo joins in and makes fun of them.   

The whole after-show glow for everyone was just so palpable and fantastic. I wish they could've gone on performing together. Clearly it made all of them very happy.

[captain-danwilds]

Foxes RA pllllllls - @jtl-fics

WIP Wednesday (closed) The Foxes RA

It wasn’t often she caught Kevin Day of Rm 432B alone. Kevin was practically attached at the hip with all his roommates or just one of the twins.  It wasn’t that strange.  Many of her residents seemed to travel in packs but she’d had tried to greet them individually when she saw them.  So Sam stole this opportunity when she saw it.  

“It’s lovely to meet you Kevin.  I have on my roster that you’re a transfer student.   How are you doing? You adjusting all right?”  

Kevin Day was undeniably handsome.  He had the prettiest green eyes.  He was tall and muscular without being too intimidating.  However, the lack of intimidation factor may also be caused by the slightly anxious slightly constipated expression that never completely left his face.  

“Were you able to get your credits to transfer?”

He gave a noncommittal grunt.  

Well, let’s just say she didn’t need the lecture on how sleeping with your residents was an abuse of authority. Sam had many reasons not to find him attractive, starting with the face tattoo and ending with his shining personality.  

[chemzee]

How HPMA characters would do a 20 minutes PowerPoint presentation

aka silly idea 6734 please bear with me and remember it's just my own silly headcanons haha

Daniel: Probably most dull looking out of all of them, just a casual Times New Roman black on white with occasional pictures, no slide transitions. Has just enough info for a single slide, not too short, not too long, just a perfect amount, about maybe 10-12 slides, each idea properly separated. Probably memorized most of it but not all, does occasionally read from screen. So while not too visually interesting, it gets the point across well and to him it's probably more important than wasting time on making it pretty.

Ivy: she strikes me as someone who balances out the information and visual presentation, so I'd say Daniel's presentation but prettier and probably a little shorter, like 8 slides and probably has less info, but enough to explain the topic in question. Probably uses Arial or Calibri (wanted to use Dreaming Outloud but knows its not the best for such presentation) font and has the same transition on all slides. Probably picked a pretty design with pastel colors. Despite the fact she doesn't have a lot of text, she definitely does not remember it at all so she mostly reads it. I think she probably was planning on adding more pictures or transitions but forgot and only realized it the moment she has to make a presentation.

Lottie: definitely the most visually interesting one, she probably would spend A LOT of time on trying to make it look pretty. Uses different transitions but they all go well with the theme of the topic in question and they don't look obnoxious. The ideas are separated well, it has around 10 slides and each looks breathtaking, as she had customized almost everything herself,eather than leaving the design as it is. Uses different fonts for different categories of text, but main text is probably in Century Schoolbook. In terms of information, however, she'd either add too much or too little and she would often read the text on screen, but the prettiness of her presentation makes up for it.

Kevin: he strikes me as a kind of guy who would add TOO much info. He'd probably have to shrink it to font size 6-8 just so he could fit everything and has over 20 slides. Probably the kind of guy to have text on one slide and pictures on the other because he can't fit both on one. Unknown to God, memorized the entire text somehow but gets extremely nervous when presentating it, especially after seeing everyone's reactions to the unreadable wall of text.

Cassandra: she strikes me as a white on black person, probably uses fancy font styles as titles and Times New Roman or Baskerville as normal text. I'd say she's similar to Ivy in a way she balances out the information and the prettiness (I'd say hers is the second prettiest after Lottie's) but has more info than Ivy (around 10-12 slides) and she actually remembers her text almost by memory, so better and fancier Ivy.

Robyn: either did it in 5 minutes and has 7 slides max with minimum amount of info or she just staight up copy pasted a Wikipedia article, with links still attached. At least bothered with the way it looks and by that I mean she chose the random alternative style and random font that looked good enough and called it a day.

Frey Twins: Fisher most likely insisted on making it together with Colby, despite the latter wanting to do his own presentation. Surprisingly, they put in a lot of effort into it, they had put their heart and soul into every single slide. And by that I mean is that they created the worst monstrosity known to mankind, literally the worst looking presentation one would ever imagine. It's too bright, it has small comic sans orange text on red background, the images are squashed, oh and don't get me started on the effects. The transitions and animations take up about 90% of whole presentation, they used literally every known transition available and it's just one after the other. And worst part is? It's completely unoronic, they actually think it looks great.

[depressedhouseplant]

Just Fucking Write - Day 143

Prompt: Jumil fic where Hyunjae is a cliche surfer dude (thanks Sunwoo for the info that he was too big for his costume) & Juyeon watches him surf but is too shy to talk to him until a couple drinks at a party later…

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A/N: This is a direct continuation of the previous entry

Hyunjae was never one for parties, but he knew he’d never hear the end of it if he had the chance to talk to the mystery boy, apparently named Juyeon, and didn’t take it. Kevin would absolutely tell Chanhee who would tell their entire friend group that Hyunjae didn’t show. So showing up to the party was the easier option.

”He’s in the kitchen,” Kevin informed Hyunjae when he arrived.

”You checked?” Hyunjae asked as Kevin handed him a drink.

”He’s hard to miss in this crowd,” Kevin replied. “Have fun.”

”Always,” Hyunjae huffed and walked toward the kitchen. Juyeon was in there just as Kevin said he was. He was leaning against the counter talking to another boy Hyunjae didn’t recognize, probably another Summer Boy. Juyeon looked over, saw Hyunjae and his eyes went wide, but he didn’t run away this time at least.

“I’m gonna freshen up my drink,” the boy Juyeon was talking to said and quickly left. Hyunjae took his spot in front of Juyeon.

”Hey, sorry about earlier at the pier. I didn’t mean to scare you. I’m Hyunjae,” he held out his hand.

”No, it’s fine. I probably shouldn’t be watching a total stranger like that. I’m Juyeon,” the boy replied, taking Hyunjae’s hand. His hand almost engulfed Hyunjae’s and Hyunjae didn’t think that he had tiny hands.

”Do you surf?” Hyunjae asked, trying not to spend too much time figuring out what else on him Juyeon’s hands might dwarf.

”No, I’m not really a fan of water. You’re really good, though,” Juyeon replied, taking a large sip of his drink as he let go of Hyunjae’s hand.

”Thanks, I’ve been surfing most of my life. I think I learned when I was like 7 or 8,” Hyunjae replied.

”That’s…that’s really impressive,” Juyeon said.

“I promise I don’t bite. Unless you want me to,” Hyunjae teased.

”It’s not you. I’m just shy and kinda awkward, as you saw earlier. I don’t think most people would run away when a guy they have a crush on waved at them,” Juyeon froze like he just realized what he said. “I mean…”

”It’s okay,” Hyunjae laughed fondly. “I might have a crush on you, too.”

”Really?” Juyeon asked.

”It’s kinda hard not to when the prettiest boy I’ve seen in a long time is out every day to watch me surf,” Hyunjae told him.

”You think I’m pretty?” Juyeon stared at him. Hyunjae decided to take the risk and ran his thumb across Juyeon’s lower lip.

”I think you’re very pretty,” he said. “And if you’re up for it, I’d like to kiss you.”

”I am, I’m very much up for it,” Juyeon nodded, a slight flush on his cheeks. Hyunjae leaned in caging Juyeon between his arms as he pressed his lips on Juyeon’s. Juyeon somehow managed to put his drink on the counter behind him and rested his arms on Hyunjae’s shoulders. He kissed Hyunjae back, pulling Hyunjae closer to him. Hyunjae put his hands on Juyeon’s waist and lifted him onto the counter. Hyunjae vaguely registered someone making a lewd comment, but he didn’t care. Chanhee’s parties were known to get wild so a couple kissing in the kitchen was hardly anything of note.

”You’re strong,” Juyeon said when they finally parted.

”All that swimming I guess,” Hyunjae grinned up at him. Juyeon put his hand on Hyunjae’s bicep and squeezed.

“Nice,” he giggled a little.

”How much have you had to drink?” Hyunjae asked, not wanting to take advantage of Juyeon.

”Enough to not be shy about kissing a cute boy in a stranger’s kitchen,” Juyeon replied.

”If you promise,” Hyunjae poked his nose.

”I promise,” Juyeon pulled him in for another kiss. “Is there somewhere we can go that’s a little more private?”

”Well, I can’t guarantee we won’t be walked in on, but I did lose my virginity at one of Chanhee’s parties in high school so I know a few places,” Hyunjae told him. “Come on.”

Hyunjae helped Juyeon off the counter and down the hall. If anywhere was unoccupied, it would be one of the back bedrooms. Fortunately for them, all of them were open. Hyunjae led them into the first one and closed the door behind them. Juyeon flopped down on the bed and looked up at Hyunjae.

”So, I’ve never done this before,” Juyeon said.

”Done what? Sex?” Hyunjae started to panic.

”No, silly. I’ve never hooked up with someone I just met,” Juyeon made a face.

”Just making sure,” Hyunjae sat on the bed next to him.

”What about you?” Juyeon asked.

”I have hooked up with someone I just met. I’m surprised you don’t know my reputation around here if you know Kevin,” Hyunjae replied.

”Kevin did imply that you were…experienced,” Juyeon said.

”Something tells me he wasn’t that polite,” Hyunjae said.

”He called you a slut,” Juyeon told him.

”That sounds more like Kevin,” Hyunjae chuckled.

”So do you want to be my first hook up, Hyunjae? Add me as another one?” Juyeon rolled over and rested his chin on Hyunjae’s thigh.

”Honestly, I’d like for you to be more than a hook up,” Hyunjae replied.

“Really?” Juyeon sat up.

”Maybe I like the idea of someone watching me surf and he’s more than just a shy boy ogling my half naked body,” Hyunjae said, kissing Juyeon.

”Am I allowed to ogle your completely naked body?” Juyeon asked between kisses.

”You are,” Hyunjae confirmed.

”I like that,” Juyeon grinned at him.

[ericsprincess]

you’re like an oasis in front of my eyes PART 2

part 1

~~~

Finally, the day has ended. 

You sigh and sit down on the sand. The beach spot you picked is right on the last dry part, where the sea meets the beach and slow waves wash over the shore so you take off your shoes and socks and let your tired feet enjoy the coolness of the sea water. What a blissful feeling, to finally sit down after another day of hard work. The fish you caught in the morning are already cleaned and stored to be sold, your boat has been tidied up and docked, so when you finished all of your tasks, you headed off to your favorite spot at the small secluded lagoon. You definitely deserve a treat today.

The sun is already setting and after you spend some time just relaxing and enjoying the calmness of the sea, warmth of the sand and nice refreshing breeze, you grab the seashell pendant that you’ve been wearing for the past few months. You gently blow into it and it makes no sound, except for a low whisper and you lean back on your elbows and wait. 

In a minute, a head pops out far in the sea in front of you and you chuckle as you can see it looking around until it spots you, and disappears right away back under the water. 

There is a small ripple of water coming towards you and it ends in a few seconds when suddenly Hyunjae appears at the shore, trying to flop himself out of the water and next to you. It looks hilarious. 

“You really need to work on your seductive beaching technique,” you tease him, and he drops next to you, out of breath. He has some seaweed in his hair, so you lift your hand to take it off him. 

“Shut up Miss Just-Walk-Out, it’s really fucking hard, okay? It’s not like I’m supposed to do it and the rocks there are really sharp,” he groans. “I’m gonna ruin my scales if we don’t find a better spot without the rocks in the sand.” 

“Yeah, we can’t have that. I won’t be fucking you, if you’re not the prettiest fishy in the sea, right?” you mock him and poke his cheek. He feigns offense and reaches forward to splash some water back at you. 

“Speaking of,” he says. “Am I correct to assume you called me here for your weekly fish-fucking session?” he grins. And he is indeed correct. You had a long day and you thought you could unwind by spending some quality time with your favorite marine booty-call. 

This has become sort of a habit between you two. You summon him with the shell and he always arrives, exactly like he promised. Usually, you spend a few mutually very enjoyable hours with him, hidden in the lagoon, but it’s not a rule. Sometimes you’re too tired, so you just talk and enjoy each other's company. You talk about life on the ground, about your work, people you know and whatever you want to talk to, and he does the same. He seems very interested about how things work “up there” and also excited to share with you about his life under water. So now you also know random things like, not only mermaids but the sea witches also being real - and actually they are mostly friendly. (“Witches? Like, Ursula?” “Who? No, his name is Kevin.”). Sometimes, he brings you small gifts, usually random jewelry from various lost treasures or whatever tourists lost in the sea or some especially pretty shells. And you pay him back in little matchbox cars, since you’ve noticed he’s really fascinated by cars he sometimes sees on the beach or the road close to it (“They are like boats with legs!”). You always have a good time with Hyunjae. 

But today, you know you don’t want to just talk. “Yeah, that’s exactly why I called you,” you grin and he doesn’t waste time to turn to you and kiss you deeply. His hands roam around your body, unbuttoning your shirt while you reach under it and unclip your bra so you can shrug off both of them at once. Once he has free access to your tits, he immediately attaches his mouth to your nipple, sucking and licking while his hand plays with your other breast. You can feel yourself already getting wet so you take off your pants and let him push his hands inside your panties. He already knows your body too well and he knows you like being played with and fingered before you fuck. He rubs your clit gently, circles his fingers around it and you can’t help but whine a little. You already want his fingers inside, but he also knows that so he won’t give it to you this easily, just to annoy you. He keeps just gently touching, sometimes moving to touch around your opening but never pushing in and while it feels good and you know you eventually could come from this, it’s not what you want right now. But Hyunjae likes being annoying so he keeps doing it until you lose patience and pull on his hair roughly, making him unlatch from your nipple. 

“Come one, don’t be an asshole,” you whine. 

“Me? Never,” he laughs, but does indeed push his long and slender fingers inside. You love it so much, the combination of your tits being sucked and his fingers fucking you deep is something you will never get bored of. 

You touch him too, you’re grabbing his biceps and his back to feel his muscle, but eventually you have to pull him off you again, just so you can slide lower next to him on the sand. You kiss him once for good measure while you run your hands lower, down his body, where the scaled part begins. You smooth your hands down the scales gently, until you find the spot, where his crotch would be if he had legs like a human. It’s already a bit moist and you feel around it until you can sense the scales part and his cock unsheathes. 

This was so weird for you the first time he let it out, after spending an awkward couple of minutes to convince the ever-so-skeptical you that yes, he definitely has a cock. He does, and it was a really strange experience to see a vaguely human-looking cock appear from inside of a sheath under the scales. The color is different though, it has a teal tint, like his scales rather than the color of his skin and the tip of it is more ridged and pointy. It also self-lubricates and you’re really trying not to think about how it visually resembles a tentacle, because it still weirds you out a little. It does feel like a human cock though, and the size and thickness of it fills you up nicely, which usually makes you forget about any lingering weirdness. 

It even tastes good, you recall a particular memory in your mind and you know your ears just got red.

You run your hand over it and it gets even wetter - clearly, Hyunjae is also ready and impatient and he thrusts into your hand. You push him on his back and climb over him. You’re so horny, you don’t want to waste time anymore and with Hyunjae being on the shore, the options for the positions are limited - unless you would go fuck in the water inside the lagoon, having Hyunjae hold you both in the water while fucking into you relentlessly, making water splash around. 

You sit on his cock, taking a moment to let your body adjust and then you just lean forwards and start riding him, with your hands on his chest, groping his tits. Hyunjae grabs you by your waist and does his best to thrust upwards, even though it’s difficult for him. His tail slaps on the ground sometimes, living its own life as usual. Your knees are digging into the wet sand as you’re moving with quickening tempo and you’re getting exhausted but you can’t stop - the ridges feel so good inside you and the slide is impossibly wet - you can’t even tell if this much wetness is coming more from you or him. The squelching sound it makes should be disgusting but you love it and you know Hyunjae loves it too. 

“I’m close,” you’re getting out of breath, but you’re not stopping, trying to reach your climax soon. 

“Me too,” he whispers, pulling you down so he can kiss you deeply and pinch your nipple with one hand. He already knows it gets you to come immediately when you’re already this close and that’s exactly what happens now too - you’re coming and Hyunjae has to hold you tightly as you’re moving, so that you don’t fall off. He thrusts up few times and you feel everything getting even wetter as he comes into you with a moan, cock grinding deeper into you.

You continue to kiss as you come down from your orgasms, until you can’t hold yourself above him anymore and exhaustedly flop down next to him. He turns to you and looks into your eyes with an uncharacteristically soft look and kisses you once sweetly. You smile and cuddle up to him. The sun has already set down and the sea glitters under the night sky. 

~~~

Nothing. You frown. 

You blow into the shell once again. And wait. 

Nothing. 

You’re doing your best to not start to panic. Hyunjae never doesn’t come. 

Your mind is already running like a hamster in a wheel. Is he not interested anymore? Did something happen to him? 

But it’s all in vain. He’s not coming and you have no means to find out why. 

You pick up your stuff from the sand and get up to leave the lagoon. 

It was great while it lasted, you sigh. 

~~~

Few days later and Hyunjae is still on your mind. 

It’s not like you know any more information, you just keep thinking about it constantly. And you’re sad about how it ended. 

So you decide to go drown your sorrows in the local bar. 

You’re going strong, full moping mode, sitting alone behind the bard, a third glass of whiskey on ise in front of you, when someone taps on your shoulder. 

“Miss, the fish you ordered is here.” 

You turn around, already annoyed and ready to yell at anyone who dares to even talk to you, much less to crack some dumb jokes. 

You stop in surprise. 

Hyunjae. In full human glory. Standing. 

“What the fuck are you?” you whisper. 

“I think I have a déja vu, you should really work on your greetings,” he grins, and you snap out of your astonishment. You shake your head. 

“Shut up, smartass. Mind explaining all that?” you wave your hand vaguely at his legs. “And start with the disappearance,” you frown at him. You’re really happy to see him, but you don’t dare yet to truly believe it.

“Sorry about that. I wanted to surprise you, but it took longer than I expected. The bureaucracy is insane lately.. You also wouldn’t believe how many papers and permits you need for this. It also took some time until I got my legs, so that was a whole thing..” he scratches his head. 

“Actually, how did you even get those? I didn’t know it could be possible?” you ask out of curiosity. 

“Yeah so, like… I may have made a pact with Kevin..”

“The sea witch? Did you have to..trade anything?” you’re horrified. You know life is not like a Disney cartoon, but you still jump to this conclusion, however irrational it is. At least he has his voice still. You wonder what he might be missing now. 

“Yeah… I had to give up my matchbox collection. That jealous fucker had been eyeing them for so long, so you better get me some new ones. Oh. OH!” Hyunjae’s eyes suddenly glitter with excitement.  “Can I get a real one? Do you have any?” 

Oh no. 

“Can I try to drive it?” 

“Hyunjae..” 

“Can we fuck it it?” he asks loudly and you see people in the bar turning their heads to you two to look at the source of noise and inappropriate exclamations. 

You grab Hyunjae, who is grinning widely, fully aware he’s embarrassing you in front of strangers, by his arm and start dragging him out of the bar. 

You can’t even guess what kind of mess you’re getting yourself into, but you know one thing for sure - you will definitely not be bored with him. 

[ryuyejiho]

"Making love in the rain." - Juyeon

Pairing: Juyeon x Reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff

Warnings: 18+, Smut, Unprotected sex, Virginity, Oral

Summary: First time with boyfriend on your anniversary day. Juyeon planned a date in the garden in a beautifully decorated gazebo. Sex in the rain and storm is really romantic..

Word Count: ~3k

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Spraying perfume on the decorative paper filling the box I smiled proudly to myself. I put the lid on the box and tried my best and prettiest to tie a ribbon on it.

Since it was our first relationship anniversary everything had to be as neat and best as possible. I pushed the larger sized box deep into the desk to keep it from falling. Inside it everything was perfectly arranged. In the very center stood the green and white Air Force that Juyeon had long thought about and all around it was filled with his favorite snacks and drinks. Everything was also green and white, so that everything matched each other color-wise.

I walked over to the closet and pulled out the clothes I had been selecting in my mind for over a week. They were an airy, flared strapless dress, but unfortunately I could see that the sky was getting cloudy so I put on a simple short sweatshirt to go with it, but I hoped it wouldn't rain and would be warm enough so I wouldn't freeze.

Juyeon invited me to his dorm saying that we would be outside for that time. I was very curious what he came up with because we were supposed to meet at 8 PM where it starts to get dark at that hour.

After 7 PM I walked to the bus stop barely holding the big box under my arm and watched as the clouds moved quickly and the sky got darker and darker. When the bus pulled up I got on and with a smile on my face began my journey towards The Boyz dorm.

On arrival I was greeted by Changmin opening the door for me. He looked at me surprised and the box what I was holding, laughing slightly, told me to head toward the garden where Juyeon was already supposed to be.

I thanked him and went to the big terrace doors through which I saw my boyfriend talking to Kevin and Hyunjae but when he saw me he left them in the middle of the conversation and went to me with a big smile on his face.

He looked at my shoulders when I was trying to somehow cover the big gift I had for him.

"What are you hiding in there?" he asked laughing charmingly.

"ey don't look" I exclaimed and pouts at which he started laughing more.

"okey, okey, I have something for you too. Follow me" with a hand gesture he showed me to follow him, we walked through the entire garden until we got to the gazebo.

It was illuminated by garden lights giving a comfort yellow light hung around the roof, inside there were lots of pillows and blankets, on the side there was a small table on which there were various sweets, snacks and a box of pizza from which you could still see steam flying out.

Next to the table was a laptop on which Netflix was already on and next to it stood a rather small gift bag. I stood there and couldn't believe my eyes. It was a picture like from a fairy tale or a movie, the most romantic movie that could be made.

I put my gift down on one of the pillows and looked at him. He was smiling but his face was quite stressed, so without thinking any longer I went up to him and hugged him with all my strength

"Juyeon, you are the best. I love you," I muttered into his torso and moved away to look at him. He took advantage of this and lowered himself to kiss my lips.

"All for you. I hoped you would like it."

"it's wonderful, really," I nodded enthusiastically and after a while we went inside. I sat against the wall holding the box in my lap and leaned against the wall where most of the pillows were, Juyeon sat next to me taking the gift for me earlier and the laptop laying it down next to me.

He turned to face me and without saying anything handed me a gift bag. I smiled happily and handed him my gift. Silently thanking him, he took it in his hands and placed it in front of him. Before opening it he looked at me again

"I hope you like it," he said and waited for me to open it first. I looked inside where I saw the same size as bag dark blue thin box and a dozen of my favorite candy bars. I always asked him for them when he went to the store or when he was about to come home from work. I was already touched that he remembered and associated that they were my favorite, but when I opened the box I was stunned.

Inside was a set of jewelry. Earrings, a necklace and a ring. Everything had tiny navy blue crystals in it, Juyeon knew perfectly well that navy blue was my favorite color. Moments later, I threw myself at him hugging him and thanking him nonstop.

When I pulled away from him it was time to open his gift. I saw his eyes immediately light up and he smiled broadly. The first thing he reached for, of course, were the shoes, he started looking at them fascinated all around at which I started laughing

"I knew you liked them a lot plus last time you said that your favorite dancing shoes got broken so I thought I'd buy them for you" I said shyly at which he looked up

"y/n, honey, you didn't have to. They must have cost a fortune, you spent all your savings on them didn't you?" I nodded to which he sighed "you really didn't have to".

"I know but I wanted to give you a gift and a surprise. How much I love you will not be shown by any thing or amount but I hoped you would appreciate it"

"of course I appreciate it. You are the greatest in the world" he stroked my cheek and put the box aside. He moved closer to me and kissed me tenderly on the lips.

I loved how he kissed me like that, slowly and gently, as if he didn't want to hurt me. He gently stroked my cheek with his thumb as his hand rested on my neck. I felt safe and comfortable with him. So much so that when planning a gift for him I had something else in mind. Our first time.

"Juyeon, I want it," I said quietly against his lips.

"mmm, what's that?" he asked pulling away millimeters from me.

"I want it. I'm ready now" I said at which he moved a piece further away and as if not believing what he had just heard he looked at me. For a long moment he studied my face every now and then looking deeply into my eyes.

"Really? Are you sure about this?" he finally spoke up at which I nodded and put my hand on his cheek.

"really, I'm sure. I love you more than all and I want to go one step further with you. I trust you'll not hurt me."

"I would never hurt you" he crouched down and kissed me gently again. "I'll be careful, if you feel bad in any way told me so right away and I'll stop".

For another moment he looked at me wanting to make sure that what I was saying was sincere, and placing his hand on mine he moved closer to my neck. He started kissing my neck, sitting up at first but after a while he started leaning over me so now we were lying on a pile of pillows. I'm sure he took them from every possible room, to every possible member.

Hanging over me, he placed his leg between mine and kissed my cleavage lower and lower, his hand dragging across my waist and the other supporting himself. We've been in this situation more than once before, but it always ended with just kissing at most shirtless and touching each other's bodies.

"You look lovely in that dress," he said as his hand landed on my thigh and wandered higher and higher, lifting the material of the dress. I could feel my excitement taking over, my underwear getting wetter and wetter, and my breathing becoming quickened when I felt his lips close to my nipple.

Despite my fear, I had the urge to rip it open to give him access to my attentive breasts as soon as possible. I looked up at him and, putting my fingers into his hair, I began to play with them subtly wanting to show that I wanted him lower.

I don't know if he understood my signals, but after just a moment, putting his hand behind my back, I felt him slowly undo the zipper of my dress, running his fingertips over my bare skin. I felt chills run through me, especially when he looked at me and his eyes were quite different from usual, all black filled with desire. His puppy eyes suddenly disappeared and were replaced by sexy, squinted eyes.

Someone who does not know him might be frightened by his gaze, but I, following all the activities of his team, have seen them similar more than once. Now, however, it was a little different, we were in a different place and circumstancen than a dance or a music video.

We were both aroused, wanting each other so much that the boy's kisses were getting hungrier and bolder by the moment, but you could still sense in his movements how much he tried to control and be careful.

But for me it wasn't enough, I thought about it for so long that now I wanted him much more than always.

"Juyeon please..." I whispered when his fingers hooked into my panties on the inside of my thigh. He immediately looked at me scared and wanted to take his hand away but I quickly caught his wrist and held it in place

"Something wrong?" he asked concerned, his eyes suddenly friendly again and now slightly frightened at the thought that he might have done something wrong.

"no..." I shook my head and licked my lips gathering my courage "I want you, I want to feel you more" I whispered at which he smiled cockily and kissed my lips

"say please" he spoke back in a playful voice but his eyes showed it was more serious. I was embarrassed but I liked what he was doing. I smiled at him and bit my lip "already naughty?

"and you like me in this version?" I asked raising an eyebrow and stroking his muscular arm

"so fucking much" he murmured and moving closer to me, he again began to kiss my neck and cleavage as if his life depended on it. Uncontrollable moans left my lips as I felt him in my most sensitive places. I knew he liked it when I felt him smiling against my skin.

I started playing with his hair again, this time pulling it tighter. Juyeon had always had this effect on me, mostly unfortunately overcoming fear in me, but now I knew I couldn't stop. Not after I made him wait so long, and not after how much I wanted it myself.

He pulled away from me and gently grabbed the straps of my dress, pulling them down with his fingertips sliding them over my skin. I felt shivers run along my spine and how my nipples hardened when they were exposed. I involuntarily moaned at which Juyeon immediately looked at me smiling.

More than once he had seen me in just my underwear or even without a bra, but now knowing what would come next I felt slightly embarrassed.

I lifted my ass up slightly helping him pull my dress off me completely and just as I was about to reach for his shirt I heard it suddenly start to rain. At first it didn't rain that hard but it was pouring more and more by the second. Juyeon looked back at the gazebo entrance and started laughing

"I thought it couldn't get any more romantic. Others are kissing in the rain and we're going to make love" he laughed once more, moving closer to me smiling. At first the loud sound of hitting drops distracted me a bit, but when Juyeon looking from down at me, took my nipple between his lips momentarily all my attention focused on him.

I tried not to make any sound being embarrassed but feeling him sucking harder and harder louder sighs left my lips.

"Don't be ashamed baby, I want to hear you" he said looking at me. This embarrassed me even more as much as it excited me greatly. I closed my eyes as moans began to come out of my mouth on their own, clenched my fists on one of the pillows and pushed my hips out as I felt my pussy begin to ache craving the attentions.

Juyeon perfectly reading my movements and cravings, put his hand over my pussy, doing nothing but holding it in place and applying light pressure each time he corrected himself in place. I gasped and sighed at the feeling, it was something quite new to me and every movement and touch evoked a pleasant sensation in the pit of my stomach.

I could feel my clit tingling when he started moving his hand in circles, I reflexively squeezed my thighs but because of his leg between them it didn't do much for me. I took a deep breath and threw my head back when I felt his hands begin to pull down my panties.

I was lying in front of him completely naked, I didn't care that someone might suddenly come here and see us, all that mattered was him and me. I felt a slight embarrassment, but excitement definitely prevailed. I wanted to feel him already, I wanted him to feel good so I pulled him to me and pulled off his shirt. With my hand I stroked his bare shoulders, back and abs, my knee poking into his bulge in his pants.

With my hands I reached to the zipper of his pants and unzipped them, stroking his lower abdomen through the material of his boxers. Very low but quite high so as not to touch his member. First one, I was afraid and ashamed and second, I wanted to tease him. Juyeon certainly enjoyed it judging by his smirks and the sighs that came out of his mouth every now and then.

"Don't be afraid, you can touch," he whispered into my mouth, I wondered for a moment if this was definitely a good idea but finally I put my hand into his boxers grabbing his cock. It was already hard and big, I could feel it pulsing and hearing his stifled moan I started rubbing it moving my hand up and down. Through the movements of my hand his boxers dropped lower and lower until he pulled them down himself. He sat down next to me and quickly pulled down his pants completely with his underwear after which in a split second he was over me and greedily kissing my lips.

He placed his hand on my pussy and without thinking put his finger inside me, slowly but firmly. He immediately began to move his hand pushing his finger in and out of my increasingly wet pussy, after a few minutes he added a second finger and put them in me several times faster.

I held tightly to his shoulders and moaned louder and louder as I felt myself getting closer to orgasm. I could feel his fingers deep inside me, pushing my insides apart, especially when he added another finger.

Putting and curling three fingers inside me at a really fast pace, he sucked my nipples and moaned along with me. Not as loud as I was, I didn't even care that someone might suddenly come or hear us from far away. It was pouring rain now so it drowned out our sounds and moans and no one would go outside in a storm.

"Juyeon... I feel so good" at my words he gets up to the height of my face and smirked as he increased his pace even more. "I think I'm about to come."

"Come on baby, come now and then again. You'll come as many times as you want" he whispered against my lips immediately kissing them again greedily as my thighs began to shake and my pussy began to clench on his fingers.

"ahh Juyeon..." I arched my back tightly when I felt a wave of pleasure hit me, I was breathing as fast as if I had run at least a marathon. I looked at him as he moved away from me and saw that he was slowly rubbing his cock while looking at me closely.

He smirked and moved closer to me, placed my thighs on his and, leaning over me, directed the tip of his cock at my entrance. He squirted my juices with it and sighed loudly as he looked between our bodies, after a moment he looked into my eyes and gently pushed millimeters of his tip in. I felt my pussy clench reflexively, which he felt as well because he started stroking my belly.

"Easy y/n. I'll do it when you're ready," he kissed my cheek and rubbed his nose against it.

"I'm ready Juyeon. Put inside me" I whispered but when he still looked unsure of my words I added "please Juyeon.... I want you to enter me"

Still slightly unsure he nodded his head and again looking at where we were connecting he moved his hips slightly forward. He looked at me as if wanting to see if I really wanted this, but not noticing no uncertainty in me he continued to enter me slowly until he came all the way in. He leaned in more and, kissing my neck gently, waited for me to get used to it.

"Tell me when I can move".

"You already can," I whispered to which a moment later he moved his hips so that he came out of me a few centimeters and immediately entered again. He entered me at a steady, slow pace, quietly purring against my neck. My breathing became much heavier, I moaned quietly with my eyes closed, relishing every wonderful feeling.

Juyeon looked at me and, giving me a kiss on the lips, stroked my cheek as we looked into each other's eyes.

"Are you okay? Doesn't anything hurt?" he asked every now and then to which I just nodded "can I speed up?" he asked already slightly speeding up

"yes, please..." I forced myself to answer when I felt him thrusting into me faster and harder. He wasn't rough, he was gentle and careful. He kept looking at me to be sure everything was okay, I even had the feeling that he was focusing too much on me and didn't feel so good himself. Or at least not as good as I myself would like him to feel. Still, I was afraid to take control, it was too soon for me but I knew I would definitely get back at him.

"Are you close?" After about 10 minutes he asked seconds after I thought about it myself. I looked at him slightly surprised at which he laughed softly "I can feel you tighten down on me"

"I am.. I'm very close" Juyeon nodded and quickened his pace even more.

"come first" soon after those words I felt the same feeling as before but many times stronger. My whole body shook with pleasure, I held tightly to his arms but a moment later he pulled away from me quickly pulls out his cock of me.

I looked up at him and wanted to remember this view forever. He was kneeling between my legs, his hand on his sizable cock which was moving at an incredibly fast pace. His head thrown back, his mouth open as he moaned quietly and in the background lightning flashes and hard falling rain. A few seconds later, he leaned slightly over me and came on my stomach with a loud moan. He moved his hand a few more times and sat up to calm his breathing.

Finally, he looked at me and smiled. He took tissues from the corner of the gazebo and wiped me. He put my dress on me and his boxers and t-shirt on himself. I lay down more comfortably which Juyeon also did, laying down next to me and covering us with two blankets.

"Are you okay, honey?" he asked, stroking my cheek as I snuggled into his torso....

"yes, it's wonderful," he smiled and kissed me tenderly "now I would like to eat something."

"maybe I'll go heat up some pizza hm?" he suggested to which I enthusiastically nodded my head "okey then I'll go, you choose something to watch".

He took the pizza box in his hand and went out putting a pillow on his head to avoid getting wet. On the way out he took a deep breath and ran towards the house screaming. I started laughing at him and took the laptop putting it on my lap.

I was really very lucky to have such a boyfriend. I loved him beyond life and I will never stop.

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[jwoongz]

2022 Content Creators a Year in Review

I was tagged to complete this by the lovely @woosansang. It’s a little bit shorter because I have only been a content creator here since May! I went ahead and included both of my side blogs as well as you all can get the full picture.

I’m going to tag a few of my favorites to do this with me too. Sorry if you have already been tagged or have done this! Please let me know if you did, I would love to read it. @kingdomtual @strhwaberries @wabisaba @kyubins @choiyeonjuns @heeseunq @sanchelinz @jaeyunsim @suhyeos and @jjongho

Let’s get started under the cut!

MAY ⋆ Most Popular: Drive to the Starry Road Rocky - I don’t blame you all because Rocky is pretty. This was maybe my 3rd set ever, and the coloring is very questionable. ⋆ Personal Favorite: Bring it On Keeonhee facecam - He’s so precious, and I really started kind of figuring out this gif maker thing. 

JUNE ⋆ Most Popular: Taemin + Red gift for my old simblr friend - I am still pretty proud of this because it was my first time attempting something like this.  ⋆ Personal Favorite: Kyunjun My Favorite Melody Visual Cam - This is the start of me finding my style as a gif maker. Plus, you know, I absolutely adore Kyungjun. I won’t say I “ult” him yet since they have one release, but I’m pretty sure he’ll end up being an ult!  This crazy Jongho stage compilation set - I love how this turned out. 

JULY  This is the month I made @kai-hoon!  ⋆ Most Popular: Taeyang Don’t Call Me Cover Stage - Taeyang in a crop top really sent you all into a frenzy. ⋆ Personal Favorite(s): Illusion MV Graphic Set - Probably one of my top 3 things I have ever made.  Scream MV Chani - I may be biased here, but you know, Chani. ParadoXXX Invasion MV Sunghoon - Live footage of Sunghoon punching down my defenses and ending up at the top of my favorite boys' list. I didn’t really get into Enhypen until June of this year. I knew of them, but never gave them a fair listen. I did and if you couldn’t tell, I’m pretty obsessed with them now. 

AUGUST  ⋆ Most Popular: Mingi and Yeosang Ending Fairy  - This really was such a cute moment!  ⋆ Personal Favorite: Younghoon Whisper Fancam Ending - These are some of my favorite gifs I’ve ever made! They came out so good and that little smile and wink. I love him. 

SEPTEMBER This is the month I made @yang-innie ⋆ Most Popular: Innie in the Maxiden Trailer - WHO TOASTED THIS BREAD?!?!!  ⋆ Personal Favorite(s):  Sangyeon and Younghoon Having a Moment™ - Kevin’s reaction was EVERYTHING.  Fever Visual Cam Sunghoon - the prettiest boy in the world? I think so. Innie in Chill - Prettiest boy in the world part 2. 

OCTOBER ⋆ Most Popular: Maxident Teaser Behind Innis - You all really enjoy leather clad Jeongin, don’t you?  ⋆ Personal Favorite: Yohan Spray Facecam - Some of my best stage gifs. Yohan maybe has a little do with that. Maaaaybe.  Huening Kai and Soobin Pillow Fight - This is still so funny to me.  Long Live the King Mujin - Go off King <3

NOVEMBER ⋆ Most Popular: Jungwon and his plushie self - Plushie Jungwon is absolutely a fave! He’s so precious. I love how the coloring on this turned out, and this set brings truly sparks joy.  ⋆ Personal Favorite: Manifesto Day 1 Jungwon Set - Jungwon ruled my November. Season’s Greetings Zuho - He’s sooo pretty, and I really liked these turned out nice.  Ateez Answer MV set - This was my first attempt at one of these types of sets I had done in a while and the first one I felt happy with! 

DECEMBER ⋆ Most Popular: Innie in SKZ Code ep 25 - Stayblr you are always so amazing and supportive! This Innie is so precious and so cute. ⋆ Personal Favorite: Second half round up - Sometimes I do cool things. Blessed-Cursed Era Sunghoon - My favorite Hoon. 🖤

[sleepy-achilles]

"You know, only those two look related." Sean states. Shawn pauses mid pizza slice. "Who?" "Well sure, John and cassie have features from you but Leon? Leon and taker are the only two who look related." Sean explains. Kevin lifts his head. "Leon literally looks the most like them. He has shawns skin, freckles, eyes and hair. What are yo..." Kevin trails off as he looks down the table. "Okay, yeah I understand now" Shawn follows kevins gaze.

Taker and Leon are sat across each other, both looking dead. Leon has dark bags under his eyes that are normally covered by makeup, he looks sick, tired, dead. Taker is staring straight through Leon, he has lighter bags under his eyes, skin pale and body tired. Also making him look dead.

"Yeah..I get it now too" Shawn hums. Leon is the perfect mix of him and taker. And right now? He looks exactly like his father.

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I found this lil draft.

I'm a big fan of tired looking men. And well

He looks prettiest when on deaths door, forever grateful I changed Leon's face claim back to jensen.

But I do what explore how vince 'whitewashes' superstars, I mean how he made roman wear blue contacts during the shield days. He does a similar thing with Leon. Leon is a texas boy who grew up outside. He's tan, freckled with bright eyes. He doesn't particularly scream demon or scary. But vince wants him to look like taker, so he makes Leon wear makeup which makes him look more like the images above, constantly making him sick.

It's that bad that fans don't even realise Leon's natural beauty until hunter tells Leon, 'yo you don't have to wear the makeup no more. Vinnie is gone.' And Leon just goes to a match, freckles out and all.

Edit- he still has his skeleton face paint. I just mean, when he's not in a wrestling match. The makeup hides the scar well enough. And by the time he's natural he isn't ashamed of it anymore anyways.

[torreshalstead]

You make the miles worth it - Chapter 16

Summary - The Chicago Marathon had always been a dream for Hailey. And when she meets a stranger in pink running shoes whilst training, she realises maybe she had been dreaming for more.

Chapters - 17/23

Chapter Summary - It’s Jay’s birthday and Hailey’s invited to celebrated with the Intelligence team.

Notes - the ending of this chapter was not what I originally had planned but I’m pleasantly surprised with it so I hope you are too! Thanks as always for the support on this story! AO3 Link

6 weeks to go

‘So, it’s my birthday this week’, Jay said as the pair jogged their familiar route along the lakefront.

‘Oh really?’ Hailey asked curiously, wondering why he was bringing this up now.

‘Yeah, the guys from work are throwing me a party, even though I said I didn’t want one,’ he huffed. ‘But do you want to come? You can help keep me sane,’ he grinned.

‘Of course, when is it?’

‘Thursday evening at Cork and Kerry. If you’re on shift don’t worry, honestly I’ll just show my face and then sneak out the back’.

‘Not a big party fan?’ Hailey asked.

Jay shook his head, ‘never have been. Will and I have birthdays close together so to save some money we’d often have joint parties as kids and I hated it. So I usually keep when my birthday is on the DL but Kim realised when it was and insisted.’

‘And you wouldn’t want to get on the wrong side of her,’ Hailey chuckled. ‘I’m pretty sure I’m not on shift that night but I’ll check tonight and let you know’.

‘Great’, Jay perked up.

‘Is there a dress code?’ she queried as the end of their run loomed in the distance.

‘You can wear whatever you want, you’ll be the prettiest one there,’ Jay said with a smile and ducked out of the way as Hailey threw her arm across to knock him in the chest. He couldn’t help but notice the blush appear across her cheeks at his words.

‘I’ll ask Kim,’ she smirked as they slowed down to a stop at what they had affectionately labelled – their bench.

‘It’s just going to be the guys from work, and Will. If Vanessa is free, feel free to bring her along. Kev might have invited her already but she’s more than welcome’. Jay took a seat on the bench and waited for Hailey to join him, patting the seat next to him with a grin.

‘I can’t stay long,’ she said as she plopped herself down on the bench next to him. ‘Got shift in a bit’.

‘I know,’ Jay said as he threw his arm across the back of the bench, his hand resting just behind Hailey’s shoulder. ‘Just thought we could enjoy the view for a second’. If Hailey had looked at him at this moment, she would have seen his eyes were fixed firmly on her and not on the sunset over the lake.

‘It is beautiful,’ she said wistfully as she relaxed into the back of the bench, feeling Jay’s thumb reach out to draw patterns against her exposed shoulder blade.

‘It really is,’ he said with his eyes still transfixed on the blonde sitting next to him.

The pair sat in silence for a couple of minutes, content just to be in each other’s company before Hailey glanced at her watch and jumped to her feet.

‘Shift time,’ she said with a grin and offered Jay a hand to pull him off the bench. He happily accepted and kept a grip of it once he had risen to his feet.

‘I meant it, you know,’ he said softly, squeezing her hand. ‘About you being the prettiest one at the party’. A soft smile tugged at Hailey’s lips.

‘I know,’ she said softly, returning the squeeze with a smile.

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As Hailey stood in the wreckage of her bedroom, clothes strewn all around her, she smiled to herself as she remembered the last time she had been in this predicament. It had been 10 weeks ago now, since her and Jay first met up somewhere that wasn’t the running trail. Vanessa had been there to help her that time, but she’d met up with Kevin to grab some dinner before the party and said she would meet them there. Jay was picking up Hailey in 25 minutes, which in reality meant she had a maximum of 15 minutes to find something to wear.

When she had spoken to Kim the day before regarding the dress code, she said to dress nice. The most unhelpful of clothing suggestions but Kim had gone on to say she thought she’d be wearing a navy bodycon dress that hit her knees, paired with a small pair of heels. The boys were unlikely to wear anything other than a shirt and jeans but Hailey decided if Kim was going to put a bit of effort in then she could as well.

That was when it caught her eye, tucked in the back of the closet. The little black dress that she had never found the occasion to wear. It was long sleeved, the sleeves being made of lace, had a sweetheart neckline and fell just above her knees. It wasn’t as form fitting as a bodycon dress would be, but it came in at the waist and then flared out slightly.

She tugged it out, discarding the hanger onto the floor and pulled it over her head. Staring at the mirror, she took a second to look at herself. The dress looked perfect. It fitted tightly in all the correct places and showed off her legs which had become increasingly toned from marathon training. She smoothed her palms over the sides of the dress.

Hailey had never been one to compliment herself freely. She knew she wasn’t unattractive, her blonde hair and blue eyes had always garnered a number of compliments but she was also never one to describe herself as pretty. But as she stood here, staring at herself in the mirror, numerous outfits littering the floor, she felt beautiful.

Grabbing a pair of black pumps off the floor, she quickly finished off curling her hair in the bedroom. It had been in a braid since she had washed it that morning so luckily only needed some finishing touches. This was about all she had time for as her phone buzzed from her bed, the indication that Jay had arrived and was waiting outside.

Jay was leaning against his truck when she exited her building, staring at his feet, hands in his pockets. With the noise of the door closing behind her, Jay lifted his head and his jaw fell open.

‘Wow’, was all he managed to say when she made her way down the steps to stand in front of him. Her smile stretched from ear to ear as she realised she had managed to make the man speechless. This dress had definitely been the right decision.

‘Happy Birthday’, she said as he continued to stare at her, his eyes roaming over her outfit and down her bare legs before raising to meet her eyes again. ‘Approve?’ She asked cheekily.

‘Yeah,’ he said breathlessly. ‘Hailey…’

‘Won’t we be late?’ She asked quietly, rocking back and forth on her feet as he continued to struggle to get any words out.

He shook his head, ‘it’s my birthday. I can be late if I want to’.

‘And do you want to?’ She asked, reaching out to pick a piece of fluff off his shirt, smoothing invisible creases out of his shirt across his chest.

‘I want to look at you for a second’, he reached out to grab her hand. ‘Best birthday ever,’ he said as he squeezed it gently.

‘You can look at me all night,’ she said with a small giggle. ‘Come on’, she tugged on his hand as she walked towards the passenger door.

‘I can assure you, that’s exactly what I’ll be doing’, he whispered into her ear as he reached around her to open the door. Hailey felt the blush creep across her cheeks and chest as she climbed in and watched as Jay walked around the front of the truck to his side, the smile not leaving his face as he did so.

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‘Thought we were going to have to send out a search party!’ Adam yelled as Hailey walked through the door into the bar, Jay following close behind.

‘It’s my party Ruze,’ Jay said with a shrug, ‘I can be as late as I want to.’ He reached for Hailey’s hand and tugged her towards the table where the rest of his work friends were sitting.

‘Hailey! Look at that dress!’ Kim said loudly as she jumped up to give the blonde a hug. Hailey looked over her shoulder and spotted the empty wine glass on the table, it was clear Kim had started early as she swayed slightly as she hugged Hailey just a second longer than was normal.

‘Thanks Kim,’ she blushed as the women separated. ‘Hey guys’, she said, giving a small wave to Kevin and Dante who were sitting around the table. ‘Hey V,’ she whispered when the young woman got up to hug her as well.

‘Nice dress choice’, Vanessa whispered back with a grin, ‘I approve’ she said slightly louder when she pulled back with a smirk. Hailey laughed softly as Vanessa tucked herself back in next to Kevin, his arm reaching around her to pull her in tight against them.

Hailey smiled at the pair of them, she could see how comfortable Vanessa was around him and he was clearly smitten with her, whispering something into her ear which was met with a small giggle as she turned into him.

Adam appeared a moment later with a round of shots, making Hailey look away from her roommate.

‘Shots already?’ Jay questioned as he placed them on the table.

‘Start as you mean to go on my friend,’ Adam said as he pushed one towards each of them.

‘Looks like you’ve already started’, Jay nodded towards the empty bottles and glasses on the table as he took the seat next to Hailey. Kim had pulled her onto the empty stool next to her which had clearly been Adam’s judging by the bottles that were in front of it.

‘Well, we weren’t just going to sit here and wait for you,’ Kevin said with a grin, ‘even if it is your birthday.’

‘I did tell them to wait Jay’, Torres said as Jay laughed and patted the young man on the shoulder.

‘Thanks man’.

‘Enough of that,’ Adam said loudly whilst Kim giggled from next to Hailey. ‘Cheers to the birthday boy!’ He raised his shot into the air and the table all mimicked with the shots clinking together and a loud chorus of ‘Cheers!’ coming from all before they downed the liquor and slammed the empty cups down onto the table.

The rest of the evening continued in much the same vein, each of the group taking turns buying rounds for the table, getting rowdier with each shot that was downed. Will joined them after about an hour, having been caught up in the emergency room but Jay hugged his brother tightly when he arrived.

Hailey had noticed the more Jay drank, the more touchy he became. Not in a odd way but he would scoot closer to her each time they returned to their seats, his arm either around her shoulder pulling her close to him or his hand resting on his knee. When it made its way up onto her bare thigh, only just above her knee, Hailey felt a warm feeling bubbling in her stomach. She reached a hand down to lace her fingers through his, squeezing tightly but keeping their hands resting on her leg under the table. It felt like a secret, holding hands under the table like a couple of school kids but it brought Hailey great comfort and Jay was clearly happy with it too.

At some point, Hailey wasn’t sure if it was after their seventh round or eighth, Jay leant in close to her ear. His hot breath fanned across her face.

‘Thank you for being here,’ he whispered. ‘Best birthday ever.’ He pulled back slowly and Hailey watched as his gaze flicked down to her lips and back up to her eyes. The feeling in her stomach just increased as she watched his eyes flick down again, lingering slightly longer this time. She felt the arm that was around her shoulders tighten, bringing her even closer towards him, the space between them non-existent.

‘Shots!’ Adam’s voice broke through the haze and the pair shifted apart, though his arm remained tight across her shoulder, his fingers moving over her sleeve. The blush returned to Hailey’s cheeks and out of the corner of her eye she could see the colour rising in Jay’s cheeks too. His finger swiped across his bottom lip trying to mask the grin that had taken up residence.

Looking across the table, she made eye contact with Vanessa who was smirking heavily at the pair of them and Hailey knew she was going to get an earful when they eventually returned home that night. Her roommate had definitely seen what had almost occurred and she knew she wasn’t going to let it go without a mention, or more accurately knowing Vanessa, a full blown interrogation.

[thelesbiandeli]

Righty, Graphic novel reccomendations:

Snapdragon by Kat Leyh (about witches, ghosts, bones, ect. One of the title ideas was 'the roadkill witch' and that sums it up pretty well)

Mamo by Sas Milledge (about hedge witches, curses, a lil bit of generational trauma, and a dope magic system. The art is gorgeous, its probably my top reccomendation for anything ever)

Lightfall by Tim Probert (a fantasy world where the sun is gone and the world is kept bright by floating lights. It has an amazng way of portraying anxiety and panic attacks in its main character)

Diesel: Ignition by Tyson Hesse (a steampunky thing with flying ships about found family with undertones of war, and societal divide)

This Was Our Pact by Ryan Andrews (about two boys on a cycle ride at night who experience all sorts impossible things)

Paper Girls by Brian K. Vaughan (sci fi and supernatural stuff in a suburban neighbourhood focusing around four papergirls in 1988)

Lumberjanes by alot of people actually (an all girls summer camp with all sorts of cryptids, greek gods, supernatural beings, curses, and magic stuff in the achres of forest surrounding it)

Nimona by ND Stevenson (most people know the recent movie but the graphic novel is really good too, with alot of angsty stuff and also found family moments :D)

The Backstagers by also alot of people (the backstage areas of a high school theatre filled with all sorts of cryptid and magic nonsense, also good queer and trans characters)

Galaxy, The Prettiest Star by Jadzia Axelrod and Jess Taylor (a giant metaphor for being trans about an alien girl stuck in a human boys body, with all sorts of relateable experiences and also the most gorgeous art ever in the world ever)

Bloom by Kevin Panetta and Savanna Ganucheau (two guys working in the same bakery falling in love, with actually very real representation of how relationships may go)

Squire by Sara Alfageeh and Nadia Shammas (people training to be knights with gorgeous art and amazing colours)

Martian Ghost Centaur by Mat Heagerty and Steph Mided (a small town that used to be famous for sasquatch sightings being bought out by a big company, and the girl trying to stop it)

I own and have read all of these, enjoyed them immensely, and have brainrotted over them all for days, Enjoy! :]

And, importantly, share some recs!

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You should describe each ship's first kisses. The first time they held hands. Their first impressions of the person they'd come to love, if it wasn't love at first sight already.

YES YES of course（╹◡╹）♡

I’ll put it all under a cut because it’s going to be quite long! So enjoy the read :3

Eka x Bob ♡

First impressions

They technically fell in love with each other twice, first in high school and later on when Eka decided to move into Arizona (and coincidentally the same county as Bob).

Eka fell in love with Bob immediately, something about him was just so interesting (definitely the culinary skills for sure). She also loves his hair, they wanted so badly just to run their fingers through it. Also she loved Bob’s body shape, she liked how he’s muscular and chubby at the same time.

Bob fell in love immediately as well, he was always fascinated by her hair and their smile. Bob always find it fascinating that she could hold a conversation and work on such intricate clothing designs. When he reunited with her again he thought she was so pretty (if not overdressed) sitting inside Boys n Grills, wearing a dark magenta dress and real silver jewelry.

It felt like being struck with Cupid’s arrow both back then in high school and again in Boys n Grills.

First time holding hands

The first time they held hands was on their second date!

They went to a drive-in movie theatre, and were in the inside of Bob’s truck. The movie that was playing at that time was a re-showing of Grease.

At some point during the movie, he put a hand on Eka’s, which shocked Eka at first before reciprocating and fully hand holding with Bob (and interlocking their fingers).

Everything about that night was almost perfect, it was their favorite movie on the screen, the two were sharing buttered popcorn (Bob brought a big tub of it), and the two were holding hands.

The two even after the movie hung around in a empty parking lot talking about life, talking about high school and their present careers.

Even officially declared each other to be boyfriend and girlfriend!

But there was just one thing neither of them didn’t do that they wanted to so badly, they wanted to kiss each other.

First kiss

Their first kiss was on their third date, this time it was a picnic in a park at night. Nobody was around so it gave them the perfect atmosphere to talk the night away.

It was such a pretty night, it was a full moon and the stars were twinkling in the sky. Bob even brought a lantern just for the two of them.

Whenever he wasn’t talking, Bob was just staring at Eka. She was in the prettiest sundress (that they designed herself of course) and her hair, oh her hair, he always loved their hair and the shape that it was in.

By the time they finished eating their food and was just talking and hand holding, Bob couldn’t keep it in anymore. He used his other hand and cup Eka’s cheek and spill his heart out about all the feelings he had for them.

Thoughts about how pretty Eka was, praise for being talented and getting to be a fashion designer like he always knew she wanted to be, the love that he felt for her since the day the two met.

Eka almost cried, a good kind of cry! And went on and on about how talented of a chef that he was, how he was just so mysterious and handsome and how he was her biggest inspiration to keep going.

The two later then kissed under the moonlight, Bob’s arms around Eka’s waist and Eka’s arms around Bob’s neck. It was perfect.

—

Kevin x Aini ♡

First impressions

Aini and Kevin also went to school together! These two knew each other since middle school, but feelings weren’t realized until they went into high school.

In middle school Kevin just thought Aini was nice, a bit pretty too. He thought their 60s inspired haircut was especially nice on her and her alone. But by the time high school hit? Woo boy he was down bad with a crush, he would keep pictures the two took together in his locker. Honestly it was the only thing that didn’t give him dread every time he opened it.

And Aini? Aini was happy that he talked to her, gave her the time and energy to always hang out with them. They never really talked to too many people, so Kevin was always nice to be around. Aini always thought that his eyes were really pretty, and really loved his hands. Aini didn’t really get why, but she just sometimes loved to stare at Kevin’s hands. By the time high school hit she knew that she had a crush on him. They would sometimes fantasize about her and Kevin dancing at prom together, it’s adorable honestly.

While they never lost contact like Bob and Eka did, they both were actually quite excited about having jobs that were in short walking distance of each other. (Even if Kevin would later on hate his job, while Aini would go on to love it)

First time holding hands

It’s honestly a surprise that it didn’t happen sooner, Aini is very physically affectionate and would reach for Kevin’s hand a lot during school. But they always held back, instead opting to just loop arms with Kevin or to rest their head on Kevin’s shoulder.

But when they first held hands? It honestly felt magical.

Aini had actually invited Kevin over to her place! And by the time two got off (they have similar schedules to one another), the two were pretty much ready to start walking home as soon as Kevin was done cleaning up shop.

But the night that night was really cold, and Aini doesn’t really like the cold (yes even after becoming a vampire), meanwhile Kevin was actually thriving in the cold. After a while, Aini unlooped her and Kevin’s arms and asked if the two could hold hands the rest of the way back to Aini’s apartment. She didn’t know if Kevin could see it, but they were actually blushing.

Kevin agreed, he didn’t mind that his hands were cold, but they wanted to hold hands with Aini so it was the perfect time to.

The two felt like a spark went through them, or fireworks go off in each other’s bodies because the two didn’t want to let go for the entire night. They held hands for the rest of that night, only separating when one had to use the restroom or to change into separate clothes (Aini kept some of Kevin’s clothes at her place because of how much they hang out). Otherwise they held hands while eating food and watching a movie.

First kiss

Oh their first kiss! Oh how cute it was!!

Their first kiss happened during one of their dates, by now they were officially declared boyfriend and girlfriend!

One thing to know real quick is that a lot of their dates are more low budget. They mainly go to diners, renting movies from a video store, or the arcade if they’re feeling especially energized. But their favorite dates are at home, anything the two can do at home together can be a date for them honestly.

Anyways, the two were at home watching a new movie that Aini rented on DVD. It was a romance movie (If you want to know it would be Whisper of the Heart) and the two were cuddling on the couch. Aini was resting their head on Kevin’s chest and Kevin was running his fingers through her hair.

It was just so cute and affectionate, Aini was having the perfect night with Kevin but two of them wanted to do.

They wanted to share a kiss with one another.

The two never kissed anybody before, honestly they were saving their first kiss for each other. And something about Aini resting their head on his chest, and the way she would look up at him, and the cute pajama set they were wearing just made Kevin’s mind race with thoughts of kissing her.

And the way that Kevin looked with the glow of the TV on his face, with that cute curly hair and the feeling of his fingers running through their hair? The way that Kevin looked wearing a oversized t-shirt and sweatpants? He looked so cute! And she wanted to kiss him already!!

And just like that, the two leaned in and kissed each other. It lasted for about a few seconds before they let go, they were so giddy and flustered but for the rest of that night the two shared small kisses throughout the entire movie. And one more kiss before the two fell asleep on the couch. <33

[starlightxsvt]

—Playboy | y.jh (M)

pairing ➳ dom!Jeonghan x sub!inexperienced!female reader

genre ➳ sugar daddy au, strangers to lovers, smut, pwp, angst and some fluff. part of Sugar Spice and Everything Nice project.

word count ➳ 18.8k (haha my hand slipped 😀)

warnings ➳ profanities, drinking, smoking, blond jh that turns into black haired jh, stealing, jealousy, reader is somewhat of a brat, age gap(not mentioned), soft playful dom Jeonghan, hella teasing, kissing, marking, use of belt as a restraint 😳, daddy kink, name calling, nipple play, fingering, male and female oral, choking, crying, some spanking, overstimulation, unprotected sex (this is fiction guys!! be safe irl), virgin sex, creampie, multiple sex scenes 😭

synopsis ➳ you try to steal from him. things take a turn when he catches you on the act. seemingly for the better at first but then for the worse when you catch feelings for him.

playlist ➨ sugar daddy- queen herby // playboy- exo// sugar- maroon 5 // guys my age- hey violet // anytime anywhere- kevin oh // orion's belt- sabrina caludio // all my love- seventeen // tie a cherry- cl // tell it to my heart- meduza // one last night- vaults // i fell in love with the devil- avril lavinge

A/N: The second installment of Sugar Spice and Everything Nice project is here!! So, I decided to change his hair colour midway because of the Elle 95line photoshoot. Jeonghan has black hair there and that photoshoot SCREAMS sugar daddy vibes so yeah, you are getting the best of both worlds here LMAO. I had the best time writing this, especially the stealing part lol and maybe that's why this has been released a lil earlier than I originally anticipated. The story just came naturally to me, ya know? BUT, for Joshua's story...I have nothing planned, like nothing so who knows if it'll be released in this lifetime 💀. Oh, and also thank y'all for a thousand followers, srsly, guys thank u so much😭. I'll stop blabbering now and let you read. Lemme know what you think and I'll see you all in hell! 😘

when you think it's too late,

you've already fallen for me,

it's out of your control

you knew everything from the start

and now you're blaming it on me?

Your hands dance over his thighs to capture his attention as the man next to keeps entertaining his friend, completely ignoring your existence.

You have been doing this for a while but your companion has shown great self control, definitely not one to give in so easily. You know he's doing this on purpose, it's in his nature to tease you and have you desperate.

Huffing, you retract your hand and sip your martini, playing with the olive sitting on one side of the glass as your eyes mindlessly wander around. You watch the bartender in the distance, his hands moving skillfully as he prepares drinks for the customers and you scoff a little how ironic it is.

About two months earlier, you were in his place, preparing drinks till your hand hurt. You never imagined yourself here, on the opposite side, sipping drinks instead of making them, dressed in the prettiest clothes and jewelry, with an ungodly beautiful man who you couldn't even dream of having.

Yoon Jeonghan.

The story of how you two met still flusters you and sitting here, on the same place where you first met him brings back the still fresh memories as if it all happened yesterday.

He's here again. This is the third time you are seeing him in this bar, looking like he just stepped out of a magazine while everybody else looks like what they should after a long day; tired, ordinary.

He stands out easily, his hair painted in a beautiful, eye-catching shade of blond, an easy smile on his lips, dressed in a suit that costs three months of your rent. His features are extremely striking and charming, so much so that once you see him, you can't get him out of your head. You are sure you have never seen any man this attractive in your lifetime. His aura is playful yet controlling, movements confident, like he owns the place- which he does. There used to be rumors going around about how he owns this club and a share in ten others, which later turned out to be true.

Like a magnet, your eyes can't help looking at him every so often as you prepare the continuous orders of drinks. It also doesn't help that a flock of girls surrounds him all the time, handsy and giggly, though their number today seems to be a little less than other days.

Today he seems to be here to enjoy the company of his friends rather than any female, though some ladies accompany their group, one of their hands resting on his thigh as she sits close to him.

You have been working at this place for about a month and it has become a habit to observe and in turn judge the people that come here while preparing drinks. Yoon Jeonghan is one of them, one who you love to judge. You sound petty even to yourself but everytime you see that man, strolling around, all playful smiles and flirty eyes you can't help but feel a little jealous. That man literally has the perfect life, the looks, the money, the company- everything. And you often feel annoyed when he would buy drinks and leave a huge amount of tips- like yeah, everyone around here knows you are dripping with money, no need to rub it in our faces. Most of the time, the servers or the waiters would pocket them, beating you to it, irking you further.

You are too lost in your train of petty thoughts to realize that the man you have been thinking about stands right in front of you. "Hello?" He calls you and you blink, staring at him dumbly for a second before putting on a professional smile.

"Hello sir, what can I get you?"

With a lazy smile, he plops down on a stool. "A scotch please."

Nodding you reach for the bottle to pour him his order, while his eyes wander, looking around the counter. "Taking a break from your company?" You ask as you serve him his drink, chin jutting out to point behind him as his friends lay on the couch with their eyes closed, probably drunk.

"Yep. Seems like I'm the only one who's still sober," he throws you a playful grin and you nod before tending to other customers, while he sips the scotch and scrolls through his phone.

Every so often you take looks at him through the corner of your eye, his ethereal profile looking even more eye catching underneath the club lights. His hair is a little messy, in the sexiest way possible and he has discarded his green suit jacket which leaves him in a black turtleneck that fits him like a glove. Though the lighting is not the best right now, you can see how the material hugs his strong chest and shoulders tight. Your eyes trail down to his hands, long and lithe, perfect fingers clad in a bunch of expensive rings. You would like to think you don't have a hand fetish but damn, his hands are beautiful just like the rest of him and you wonder how they would feel to touch.

Your wandering eyes stop on his wristwatch glinting underneath the lights, a silver Rolex if you had to guess, with yellow gold highlights, which he has taken off and put on the counter, absentmindedly fiddling with it. A woman suddenly asks for a gin and tonic, diverting your attention from the man as you busy yourself with her order. You don't notice that one of his friends walks over to him to drag him back to the crowd and when you look back to where he was sitting, it's empty.

Empty except for the watch he was wearing, still left on the counter, probably forgotten by him.

Oh, how unfairly, filthily, loaded he must be to forget something that expensive.

Normally, you would like to consider yourself as a person with good morals but the longer you stare at the abandoned watch, glinting underneath the lights, almost calling to you, the more immoral thoughts gather in your mind. It also doesn't help that the flow of orders suddenly stops, making the counter empty, leaving you to do nothing as people dance and chat amongst themselves.

Maybe this is a test. The almighty is testing you, your morality, but it looks like you are going to fail dramatically because the more you stare at the watch, the more temptation you feel. You can sell that watch for a good 10k.

Other than the loans and bills that you have to pay off, you need to pay for your brother's college tuition. And damn it, do you need money right now. The thought of providing a better life for Chan seems to do the trick as your hands move on their own and before you know it, you have grabbed the jewelry and stuffed it into your pocket.

Oh god.

Humiliation and guilt burn throughout your body in scalding flames as you chew on your lower lip. Throat dry, your eyes move around the dim club to scan around cautiously, looking to see if someone has their eyes on you but everyone seems busy with their own thing. You can't even spot the man you stole from or any of his friends so maybe they left.

But what if they come back and ask for it? What would you do then? What if they suspect you? Or maybe ask to see the CCTV footage which definitely caught you putting that item in your pocket. What if they take you to jail?

Oh god, oh god. You are terrified, hands rubbing your face frustratedly. Maybe, just maybe you'll get lucky and he won't come back. He's probably drunk and has already forgotten about it.

A bunch of tipsy young girls suddenly appear at the counter and your heart almost lurches out of your chest. They ask for more shots and you gladly accept the distraction, trying your best to focus on your work. Just as you finish serving them a familiar voice calls for you, sending shivers down your spine.

"Hey! Have you seen my watch? It was a Rolex. I accidentally left it here." Yoon Jeonghan seems to have magically appeared out of thin air, his innocent eyes looking at you for an answer and your guilt increases tenfold.

This indeed is a test and God is giving you another chance to redeem yourself.

"I'm sorry. I didn't see it," the lie comes out easily before you can stop yourself.

Oh god- what the fuck is wrong with you?

"Maybe you took it with you?" You continue lying like a bitch when in fact, the thing he is looking for is sitting right inside your pocket. "Did you check your pockets?"

The man pats around his chest and then thighs, looking for the watch and shakes his head. "No, I think I left it here." He says almost with a pout, his tone sad and you loathe yourself.

What if it was precious to him? Maybe it was a family heirloom? Maybe it is a rare piece? Swallowing you try to keep your voice as cool as possible. "I'm really sorry. I can't help you." The man standing opposite to you watches you for a while as you hold your gaze and try not to start shaking in your boots.

"Are you sure, you can't help me?" His demeanor completely changes, his tone almost teasing, his eyes glinting with challenge and you instantly know he has figured you out.

Your heart almost drops out of your ass.

You stand there frozen, literally, not moving, blinking or breathing, just staring at him with wide eyes as you feel like crying. Has he called the police already? Half of you expect to hear the sirens and cop cars pull up.

"Hmm? Are you sure? Because I think you can, darling," He smirks, the cockiest smirk ever, resting his elbows on the counter and you feel like disappearing into thin air. "Why don't you hand me that back and I don't make this a big deal?" He wiggles his brows, pointing them towards your pant pocket and in a flash your hands move, fishing the jewelry out and handing it to him.

"I'm so sorry!" You almost yell, tears in your eyes as shame washes over you. Your head hangs low as you wait for him to do something, maybe throw insults at you and then kick your ass out.

"I swear I didn't mean to! I am not a thief! It's just that it was sitting there and- and-" Your throat tightens as a drop of tear leaks from your eye, your hands fisting your apron in a tight grip.

"Hey," His voice is unexpectedly sweet, soothing as he coos at you to look at him. "It's alright. It happens. I don't think you are a thief."

"Really?" You blink at him. He gives you a reassuring smile. "Though it's not right to steal, I'm sure you had your reasons." He says and the relief you feel is beyond words. Your legs almost give up and you want to sink onto the floor and cry.

"T-thank you," is all you can whisper, eyes cast down, the shame ever-present as you realize he is turning a blind eye towards your actions.

"You're welcome," he grins, that playful grin you've seen many times. However, his next words are something you never expected, "Is there anyone that can cover for you? Have a drink with me. It'll be quick."

"Huh? Me?" You're flabbergasted. "I- I can't...we have rules not to drink-"

"I'm the boss here okay," he rolls his eyes. "And I'm telling you to break those rules. Now, get someone to cover for you."

You stand there, blinking at him, expecting him to say that it's a prank but when he doesn't, you quickly start moving, searching for your replacement Hoshi.

Ten minutes later you sit with Jeonghan in a private room of the club, away from the loud music and chattering. You have finished a couple of glasses of bloody mary to calm your nerves and now you sit next to him awkwardly, fiddling with your hands, the tension thick in the air.

Jeonghan sits beside you, legs spread, leaned back into the velvet couch, sipping on a whiskey. You can feel his eyes on you, watching you rather amusedly and you start getting nervous. What is he planning?

"So," he sets the glass down on the coffee table and leans closer to you. "When you said this is your only time stealing, I'd like to believe that you were telling the truth and not lying your way out of trouble?"

"I swear!" You yell desperately, hands almost reaching out to clutch him. "I swear on my little brother, okay? I have never ever done anything like that before. I just- it was just there and I was tempted and I need money-" You sigh, putting your head into your hands.

"It's alright. I believe you," Jeonghan assures, patting you on your shoulder. He leans back and surprisingly, takes out a cigar from his pocket and lights it up. You watch him hold it against his lips with fascination.

So he smokes.

He takes a drag and then blows a puff of smoke into the air. "I just needed to be sure. If you did something like that, stole from any of the customers then I was giving you a chance to come clean."

"I swear, I didn't. And I won't, ever again." You whisper, holding his gaze. "Please don't fire me. I need this job, please."

Jeonghan hums, leaning back into the couch, taking another drag. "I can see that. Little brother, your say?" You nod.

"How old is he?"

"A couple years younger than me. He's starting college. I just- I need money for his tuitions and I-" You fall silent, staring at the ground. God, how could you put yourself in this stupid situation? You should be on your way home now instead of begging for mercy from the unbelievably hot owner of the club.

"It's alright, take it easy." He says, pouring you some whiskey before tapping the butt of the cigar in the ashtray. "You do other jobs than this? I'm pretty sure this doesn't cover your expenses." He raises a brow. You chuckle mirthlessly, "Yeah. I do a couple of other part times. But nothing seems to be enough you know." You take a sip of the whiskey. "I really should get a sugar daddy." You murmur under your breath to yourself but Jeonghan seems to have heard it.

"Sugar daddy?" His eyes dance in amusement. Your face heats up. "Yeah- uh-um...it's nothing. I- I downloaded this app on my phone and...and I think I should just go with it." You explain, waving your hand dismissively. The alcohol surely loosed your lip.

"Oh yeah? What's the app?" A smirk seems to settle on his face.

"Uh, Sugar and Spice..?" You murmur, confused at his question. Why is he so curious? A full smile sets on his face at your answer as he laughs softly, finishing his whiskey before saying, "And what if I told you I was the one who made that app?"

Huh?

You stare dumbly at him. "Wait- what?" He laughs some more. "Yeah. Sugar and spice. That's my app. Yoon Corporation, that's my company." You blink at him for a while, processing his words before nodding slowly. "Wow. That's...cool. Know anyone you can introduce me to? Someone at your age?" You half joke, shaking your head at the situation as you finish your drink. Jeonghan watches you with a playful smirk on his face before replying. "I do, in fact."

Your eyes widen. "Really? You are not kidding? Who is it?"

"You are looking at him, baby." He grins a cocky smile. You gape at him for a while before chuckling. "Okay, that was funny."

"I'm serious."

You stop and sit still, watching him wearily. "Wait- so you are proposing me to be your sugar baby? I- why? That- that doesn't make any sense. I- I'm sure you don't lack any company of women." You murmur dryly with a frown. He grins, leaning closer to you, his breath fanning your face. You can smell the hint of whiskey and cigar in it and you have this stupid urge to kiss him. "And what if I said I wanted your company?"

Your eyes move heavenward at that. "I'm not buying that."

"Oh but it's true, darling." He settles back into the couch, throwing one leg over the other as one of his hands stretches out to rest on the backrest of the couch. "I wanna have your company. Let's say you've intrigued me and I'd like to get to know you more. But, don't think that I'm asking you to have sex with me. We can go there later but let's start easy. If you want to, that is."

Your eyes narrow on him suspiciously. "I- this is too good to be true. I don't know..."

"Well, you get your money and I get the company of this really attractive lady. I think it's a fair deal. I've been wanting to try having a sugar baby for a while. I mean, I literally made an app on that. What's the harm in trying new and fun things? And what can I say, I love trying out new things." He grins, his brows dancing suggestively at you. "I'm not saying that you have to give me an answer right now. Think about it. If you don't want to then it's cool. You keep working here and we forget about this. I won't take your job or anything."

"I want to!" The words leave your mouth before you can think it through. Jeonghan raises a surprised brow at you, a mischievous smile appearing on his lips as he sets down his cigar on the ashtray and rubs his hands clean.

"I...will take the offer." You whisper, face heating up as you avert your eyes.

This is a chance too big to let go. This filthily loaded man is asking you to be his sugar baby. Not to mention he is illegally hot and young. How many people get chances like this? Besides, you have nothing to lose. You need money and this is the easiest way you can have it.

"You sure?"

You take in a deep breath. "Yeah, I'm sure." He seems satisfied with your answer as a large grin kisses his lips. "That's great." From his breast pocket, he fishes out his phone. "Give me your number, darling." You take the unlocked phone from his hands and quickly type your number, heart thudding loudly.

This is actually happening. You are actually doing this.

He nods, taking his phone back. "Thank you, babe. I'll call you." He stands up and you do too and he steps forward to walk out of the room but stops at the door. Turning around he takes off his wristwatch and with a smirk, he grabs your hand and sets the timepiece on your palm. "This is for you. A little gift to seal our deal." He winks at you cheekily as you stare at the device in your hand, stunned.

Before you can say anything, the man is gone, leaving you frozen in your place and your heart beating wildly in your chest, the expensive jewelry sitting in your hand.

"Bored, darling?" Jeonghan's sultry voice brings you back to reality as you blink and turn your head towards him. A lazy, teasing smile sits on his face as he watches you amusedly. "Trying to get my attention huh?" He points to your hand which has all this time been dancing on his upper thigh, dangerously close to his crotch. You roll your eyes, retreating your hand, "You noticed only after like, an hour."

He chuckles softly, "Being a brat today, aren't we?" He whispers in your ears, pressing a kiss just by your earlobe. You huff. "No, I am not. You brought me here and I thought we were gonna have some fun or something but you keep talking to Joshua and your other buddies." Jeonghan hums, a smile on his face, as he tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear. "Baby wants my attention all to herself, doesn't she?"

Nodding you scoot closer to him and rest your head against his shoulder. His arm comes to loop around your waist. "We'll go home in a bit, darling. And then you can have my full attention."

You roll your eyes, groaning as he goes back to conversing with Joshua and a few other friends of his. But this time, he includes you as his friends ask questions about you here and there. You don't know most of them other than Joshua, a sweet, handsome man who owns this and a few other clubs with Jeonghan. You have met him a few times before, at company events and dinner parties, his sweet personality making him easy to talk to.

Even though you are not left alone like before, your bored, tipsy self cannot help but be a little brat. Your fingers trail up Jeonghan's thigh as you nuzzle your face in his neck, a soft sigh escaping your lips as you inhale his intoxicating scent. A subtle mix of wood and fruit and his natural scent have you obsessed. Slowly, teasingly, your fingers drag over to his crotch once again from his thighs. As discreetly as possible, you cup your hand over his crotch and loom at his face for some reaction. Except there isn't any.

This man has amazing self control.

He ignores you completely, listening to his friends talk about some one-night stands they had. You huff at the lack of any reaction from him. The lights are low and no one should be able to tell what you are really doing if they don't look too hard so bravely, you squeeze him and start rubbing him over his pants. And that seems to do the trick.

His head turns towards you, an eyebrow raised, his eyes giving you a warning. "Darling." His voice is a clear message to stop your actions. But you won't. "Yes, Hannie," you use the nickname when you sweet-talk him to do something and blink innocently at him.

"Don't do this. It won't end well for you, darling."

"Oh really? What are you planning on doing, Mister?" You challenge, tilting your head to one side. "I've been with you for two months but you have yet to fuck me. I doubt it gets any worse than this."

It's true. The two months you have been with him were completely different from what you expected. You were sure he was gonna stick his dick in after the first week, given his reputation but for an entire month, all you got was kisses, mostly on your cheek and temple. He kept his distance, even more so after he learned that you are inexperienced in that department and it has been frustrating you to death.

After a few weeks, he got more handsy with you when you sweet-talked him until he had a boner. Even then, all you got was his fingers inside your pussy and his mouth on you, which by no means were disappointing. He gave you mind numbing orgasms just by fingering you so you can only imagine what will happen once you have him inside.

"You are playing a dangerous game, _____" his eyes narrow on you, all hint of playfulness gone. Good.

You smile sweetly. "Oh yeah? Why don't you show me how dangerous it is?" Your hand gives him a squeeze and his breath hitches, eyes shutting instantly. When they reopen, they are burning with lust. He whispers. "Oh, I'll show you. Don't say I didn't warn you."

A satisfied smile settles on your face as you watch him stand up and announce, "Well, gentlemen, it was a pleasure spending time with you all but we need to get going." He pulls you up roughly by your arm and you barely have time to grab your purse before he is dragging you out of the club, his jaw clenched but a victorious smile on your face.

You just might finally have him tonight.

A swift car ride later, Jeonghan is dragging you inside his penthouse and straight towards his bedroom, his hands working on removing his black blazer, eyes boring into yours as you wait for him to speak.

"I hope you had your fun, darling. Cause I'm gonna have mine, now." A salacious smile sets on his face as he starts rolling up the sleeves of his dress shirt and then undoes a couple of buttons of his shirt. The sight is enough to make your knees buckle as you get a little peek at the veins in his arms and involuntarily swallow. He takes a few steps towards you and you reflexively step back until your legs meet his bed and you fall on top of it. He keeps moving towards you, taking his time, a dangerous smile on his face.

When he is just a few inches away from you, he stops and tilts your face up using his index finger. His head comes down while yours move upward subconsciously and your lips meet in a kiss. It's slow at first, almost like he's teasing you before his grip on your chin gets stronger and his lips move more aggressively. Your tongues waltz together as you taste the alcohol and the very faint hint of smoke in his lips. When you are breathless and your eyes are wide with need and anticipation, he pulls back with a crooked smile. "Strip for me, darling."

Throat dry, you swallow. You watch him with wide eyes for a few beats before reaching behind to undo the one button on the neck of your backless dress. His eyes never leave yours as he stands back and watches you, arms crossed over his chest. Once you are done with the button your hands move down to undo the small zipper just above your ass. After it is down you shrug your shoulders to let the dress fall loose before peeling them off of your arms. It bunches at your waist before you tug the shiny material down and it pools at your feet, leaving you in your panties only.

Jeonghan still has his burning gaze on you, eyes never straying from yours even though you are almost as naked as a baby. The chilly air and his lustful gaze have your nipples hardening and a shiver running down your spine. As if he can sense your thoughts, his eyes move downwards, onto your breasts before going lower. He hums, pleased. "Good girl. Sit back."

On command, your ass falls onto the soft mattress and you hold your breath, waiting for his next move. He takes slow steps towards you, his shoes clinking against the floor before stopping right in front of the bed and kneeling. You gasp as he tugs at your legs to pull you closer. His face hovers over your covered core as you feel his warm breath and it is enough to make you lose your mind. "Jeonghan, please." You plead.

He grins evilly, clearly enjoying this as he presses a kiss on your covered pussy. Then his mouth trails down, between your thighs where he takes his sweet time nipping the flesh, making you whine in pleasure.

His movements are slow, taking way too long to mark the sensitive flesh of your inner thighs. He licks and sucks at the blooming marks and stops when a wet patch forms in your panties and your moans increase their pitch. "Desperate, aren't we?" He whispers, hands reaching for your soaked panties to peel them off. The cool air on your core makes you shudder and release another whimper. "I- I need you Jeonghan, please."

He hums and suddenly licks a stripe from your core to your clit, eliciting a scream of surprise from you. Your hands immediately fist in his hair to pull him closer and you are scared he is going to ask you to let him go but he doesn't, busy sucking your pussy. He devours you with no break, tongue working skillfully to tease your opening and your clit. Your pussy gushes more and more at each of his movements as you keep chanting a series of pleases.

He slides a finger inside you, slowly, as your cunt greedily takes it all in. He curls it inside you simultaneously tonguing your clit and you wail in pleasure, tears brimming in your eyes. He then enters another finger and then another before moving the three of them tirelessly inside you, curling them against your sensitive spot that has your whole body shivering. That feeling paired with him torturing your clit brings you close to your orgasm.

"J-Jeonghan...gonna cum." You breathe and much to your disappointment, he gives you one last suck before pulling away with a satisfied smirk. "Jeonghan!" You call for him, half wanting to smack him from taking your orgasm away from you. The man has the audacity to laugh. "That's what you get for being a brat, darling. Now be a good girl and I'll let you come on my cock."

"B-but H-Hannie-" you whimper. He raises a brow. "That is not my name right now, is it? You're not being a good girl, you know baby."

"Daddy!" You immediately correct yourself, getting your wits together to cum. "Daddy, please. I'm sorry, p-please fuck me." The pleased, cocky smile on his has you leaking more than before. He gives your cheek an affectionate pat before standing back up and undoing the buttons on his shirt. He takes his sweet time, purposefully doing it slowly and you want to jump at him and do it for him but you clench your fists and try to be his good girl. After the shirt is off he undoes his belt and you expect him to toss it away but he has more surprises for you.

With your jaw loose, you watch him as he crawls on the bed, pushing you back and then sits on his knees. He grabs your hands and pulls them above your head, a mischievous smile on his face as he ties the belt around your wrists.

You thought you couldn't get any wetter but you were wrong. Your pussy throbs at the action and a soft mewl fall from your lips. "Okay?" He asks, his expression serious, looking for any signs of discomfort as he tugs on the belt. "Not too tight?" You shake your head vigorously, letting him know you are perfectly fine.

"Words, baby."

"I'm okay. It's fine." You pant. He smiles, pleased, as his previous playful demeanor returns. "Good. This is your punishment for not listening to me earlier. No touching." He pecks your forehead before standing back up and you hate how you miss his warmth. He resumes his strip show, now undoing the buttons of his slacks before taking them off. Left in his boxers you can now see the clear outline of his cock and you wet your lips, anticipation killing you. He grins at your reaction before finally taking off his boxers and the sight has you writhing in your position.

His beautiful cock stares back at you, hard, tall, a little curved at the tip with the perfect girth. "Please," you swallow, eyes not leaving that thing. Jeonghan chuckles. "Like what you see, darling?" His hand moves to cup his length, rubbing up and down his shaft. You try to tug your hands free even though you know it's futile. "Daddy, please."

He smirks, watching you, hands moving to pump his length a few more times, soft sighs of pleasure falling from his lips that drive you insane. He finally takes mercy on you, as he moves onto the bed and balances his weight on his knees. "You ready, baby?" He asks, a soft hand running on your thigh soothingly. You shake your head up and down.

"Tell me if it gets too much, okay?" His voice is soft like his gaze and your heart flips. "I will, I promise." You whisper, wiggling your body a little to prove your desperation. With a soft smile, he lines up his length with your pussy and pushes in as you inhale deeply.

A sensation of discomfort flows through you as he pushes into your tight walls, followed by an overwhelming feeling of fullness and you release a deep breath. Above you Jeonghan grunts, supporting his weight on his elbows, trying not to start ramming into you at full speed. "Fuck- are you okay?" You can only nod your head, clenching your restrained hands in fists.

Your tongues dance against each other as he keeps you distracted, pulling back just a little and thrusting back in. "Feel good?" He breathes. You almost choke on your words, "Y-yes. Fuck m-me daddy."

Jeonghan almost growls at your words. He doesn't hold back, pulling out almost all the way before snapping his hips back in, making your body arch. "Oh fuck!" You moan, breath creeping out of your lungs. Jeonghan smiles lazily at your reaction, hips moving in calculated movements, his pace gradually increasing, thrusts hitting you so deep each time you feel like he's inside your belly. His mouth trails over your neck, littering open mouthed kisses before they travel towards your breasts, capturing a nipple into his mouth. You mewl in pleasure.

His tongue teases your nipple, circling the hard bud before he gives it a harsh suck and then finishes off with a soft bite. He does the same to your other breast while you writhe below him, arms moving fruitlessly over your head. An incoherent chant of his title falls from your lips.

His thrusts never falter while he tortures your tits, instead picks up the pace and you soon hear the headboard hit the wall. You watch the man passionately move on top of you with blown out pupils. A few strands of his blond hair sticks on his forehead with sweat and he clenches his jaw, brows furrowed, focusing on his thrusts. The scene on top of you is heavenly and sends your heart racing for no reason. You whisper. "D-daddy... please, untie m-me. W-wanna touch you."

His eyes widen a fraction as he considers your words before smashing his mouth on yours, hands doing quick work of untying the belt around your wrists. As soon as your hands are free, you wrap them around his neck to pull him close, clawing at his solid back. "P-please, daddy. Oh- fuck- harder." You babble, head lost in a cloud of pleasure as you feel every inch of his dick brand itself into your walls. The pleasure makes your head spin and you know you are going to come soon.

Jeonghan increases his pace even more, drilling into your swollen cunt, rough breaths falling from his lips. One of his hands comes to toy with your clit while the other pinches your nipple harshly and you wail. "Daddy! Gonna cum!"

And you do. In the blink of an eye, the coil in your belly snaps and fireworks shoot throughout your body as you reach your peak, body trembling underneath him. "Yes, good girl. Come for me." He hisses, leaning down to nibble on your neck before whispering, "Give me another one, darling." You're too lost to even process his words but your body moves to action, another orgasm already building up. Jeonghan's soft grunts increase as he rubs your wet pussy mercilessly, his thrusts now faltering. "Fuck. Gonna come, darling. Gonna fill you up. Come with me."

Your body seems to have a mind of its own as one flick of his finger on your clit brings you to your second orgasm. This time it is even stronger and you can see white spots in your vision. Jeonghan releases inside you at the same time, his warm seed filling you up and then leaking out. Your legs shake continuously as you sense him pull out and some of the cum dribble out of you but you can't bring yourself to move a muscle in your body. You can feel Jeonghan crashing next to you, a soft hand touching your cheek and asking about your well-being but you're too tired to open your mouth. Instead, you hum and sigh in content as he wraps his arms around you and the last thing you remember before passing out is his breath on your forehead and his fingers combing through your hair.

The sun is bright and shining the next time you open your eyes. Squinting at the light peeking through the half open curtain to blink to adjust your vision before craning your head to look around the empty bedroom. You are tucked nicely under the covers, dressed in a large shirt that you know is Jeonghan's and your panties. It takes a moment for you to process everything before you sit up and a pleasurable ache shoots throughout your body.

It's the weekend. Your mind wonders where Jeonghan is. Slowly you get out of bed and move with wobbly legs, quickly releasing the pressure in your bladder and then washing your hands and face. When you are done you step out of the bedroom and climb down the stairs, barefoot and it's a pleasant surprise to see Jeonghan sitting at the dining table, eyes focused on the tablet on his hand and the other hand holding up his phone next to his ear. You don't hear what he's talking about, too busy taking in how sexy he looks in a simple white t-shirt and grey sweatpants. He doesn't hear you until he is hanging up and you are almost next to him and when he turns around, his signature lazy smile appears on his face. "Well, hello there. Good morning darling."

"Morning," you grow shy under his stare, his eyes scanning you up and down and he seems very pleased. "You look lovely in my shirt." He muses.

"Thank you." You smile, sitting down at one of the breakfast stools beside him. "Sleep well?" He asks, a teasing tilt to his voice. You nod softly. "Who was that?"

"Oh, that?" Jeonghan chuckles. "My buddy, Seungcheol. He's getting married in a couple of months. Asked me about a wedding planner I know." You nod your head. You know Seungcheol. He's one of Jeonghan's closest friends. "Wow, that's nice. You will be attending, no?" You inquire. Jeonghan smirks, "I'm the best man, darling." He takes a sip of his coffee. "You know how he met his fiancé? Through my app. I literally set them up." His eyes crinkle at the memory in amusement as you listen to him, fascinated.

So his friend is marrying his sugar baby. That's romantic.

"I really thought he was gonna die alone but then he met her and he was fucking whipped. Can't believe he's the first one to get married among us." He shakes his head with wonder. You reach for his cup of coffee with a coquettish smile before taking a sip. "Well, it's nice. You should be happy for him. He's getting married to someone he loves."

"Oh, I am, darling. I just- don't see the hype with getting married." He shrugs nonchalantly, scrolling through the tablet in his hands. You raise a brow at his comment. "Really?"

"Yeah." He peeks at you. "I mean, marriage takes away your freedom, doesn't it? And it takes a shit load of commitment and work to make it last. And I'm not good with commitments. I like being independent."

You snort before raising a brow, "And let me guess. Your definition of being independent is sleeping with the entire city, Mr. Playboy?" Jeonghan throws a sheepish smile at you, like he has been caught and you shake your head with a sigh.

"Just the ladies, though." He winks. "But for now, I am not interested in the city but rather in one particular beauty in front of me." He puts his tablet away and leans towards you, a teasing grin on his face that makes you roll your eyes. But you can't help the fluttering feeling bloom inside you. He has such a way with words.

"Are you implying that you want to get in my pants?" You ask. "Oh baby, I've already done that. I'm saying if you are up for it again. Do you hurt?" He asks, his time concern evident in his tone as he gets off his stool and cages your body between him and the countertop. "I-I'm a little sore so...I'm not sure." You whisper, heart thudding loudly at his proximity and the addictive scent of his. Maybe, you are actually up for it because your pussy seems to be leaking again.

Jeonghan gently strokes your cheek. "It's alright, darling. We don't have to do anything. Let's get you some breakfast." He pulls away but you immediately grab his forearms. "I- I'm up for... other things if you are too." You mumble, eyes not meeting his. "Oh yeah?" A grin plasters on his face as he tilts your face up with a finger. "We can do so many other things darling and I'm definitely up for it." His eyes glint with mischief and desire. Your shy smile is all he needs to get to work, immediately lifting you onto the marble countertop, the cold surface making you gasp. With a wink and the sexiest smirk ever, he tugs off your panties and attaches his lips to your sensitive core making you let out a shrill moan.

After a couple of orgasms and breakfast with Jeonghan, his car drops you at your place. As you enter your house and toe off your shoes, you yell, "Chan, I'm home!"

The man doesn't seem to be far away, making a sandwich on the kitchen counter. He looks up, "Oh hey, noona. You're back." Dropping the couple bags from your hand, you envelop him in a hug. "Yeah. Sorry I didn't call last night. I should have told you I was staying out."

It has become a habit to spend the night before the weekend and sometimes even the weekend with Jeonghan but you always let your brother know where you are. You don't want to be irresponsible or let him think you have forgotten about him. Chan sighs softly, pulling back. "It's okay, noona. You're a grown woman. You don't have to report to me. As long as you are safe it's all good." You give him a wistful smile, patting his cheek softly. "Still."

Your eyes move to the brunch he's making and you wonder. "Is all the food finished? I kept some meals for you in the fridge, did you finish them?" Your brother grunts, going back to preparing his food, "No, there's still some left. I just wanted a sandwich." Nodding, you watch him finish making his food and wash his hands. You're about to go to your room and take a shower when he murmurs. "Were you with him? Jeonghan?" He juts his chin out to point to the couple of Chanel bags you brought with you, yet another gift from Jeonghan. For no reason, you get shy. "Yeah." You fiddle with your fingers, watching your sibling carefully.

He hums, "Did you see this?" He pushes a magazine that was lying on the kitchen counter towards you. Frowning, you pick it up to be graced by a picture of you and Jeonghan on the front cover of a gossip tabloid. It's taken from behind, his body mostly covering you as you two walk by the sidewalk. Your face isn't fully visible but anybody who knows you can tell it's you. In bold letters, it asks about your identity, or to be exact, Yoon Jeonghan's latest lover's identity and part of you is glad that they actually don't have any info about you, just suspicions.

You had asked Jeonghan at the beginning of your relationship to keep your identity a secret for you and the sake of your brother, as everyone loved talking about Jeonghan's latest notch to the bedpost and a little warmth spreads in your chest to see that he really didn't let anyone know anything about you. With a sigh, you put the magazine back in its place. "Don't worry about it."

"I'm not...I just sometimes worry about you." Chan says. "It's just- Yoon Jeonghan isn't exactly the gentleman type you know. I don't want you to get hurt because of him. I mean, I was quite surprised at first but I thought it wasn't serious since he doesn't...you know, stay with one person for a long time. I don't want him to...use you."

It's the first time you are hearing Chan express his concerns regarding Jeonghan and to be honest, you sensed some hesitation when you first told him that you were seeing him. Nevertheless, a small smile sets on your face as you reach for his hands, "Chan, it's okay. I'm fine. He isn't using me or anything." You stroke his knuckles soothingly. He watches you in silence for a beat and you can feel the gears in his head moving. The next words are what you expected from him but still, they fluster you.

"He isn't... like- paying you for se-"

"It's not like that!" You scoff immediately, probably a bit too defensively. But it's true. Jeonghan is not paying you for sleeping with him, hell the first time you ever slept with him was last night. He's paying you for your company so there is a difference. Getting yourself together, you give him a reassuring smile. "It's nothing like that, I promise."

Chan observes you silently for a second before nodding. "Okay. If you are good then I'm good too." Smiling wistfully you let go of his hands. "I'll take a shower now." Reaching for the bags you're about to step towards your room but Chan's voice stops you. "Do you really like him? Jeonghan?"

His words make you freeze in your spot. However, the reply comes easily. "Yeah, I do." It's only after you have uttered the words that you realize how scarily true they are.

Later that evening you find yourself sitting in front of your laptop, staring at the tabloids you found about you and Jeonghan. All the shots are taken from behind or far away; some of them are from when Jeonghan took you to one too many brunch dates. Sighing, you read the speculations about you; not one from high society, which is true. Closing your laptop you lean against your headboard, numerous thoughts running through your head. The prime one is that you have feelings for Jeonghan, your freaking sugar daddy.

You often had butterflies on your stomach when you were with him and you thought you had managed to bury them deep within you but no. Now that you are not in the man's presence, you think about him, slowly, clearly and the depth of your feelings frighten you immensely.

Jeonghan is so easy to like. He's funny and charming once you get to know him but also intimidating and scary when he needs to be. You have mostly come across his playful and charming side, as he loved teasing you and pranking you now and then. You have fallen for many of his white lies, only to be told that it was a prank and then get laughed at your face. But you couldn't be mad. His toothy grin and bright laughter warmed your heart and the way he'd hug you while laughing made your heart race, making you join him in his laughter. His soft giggles when he's tipsy made you want to kiss him and wrap your arms around him so tightly that he could never leave.

Thoughts about him often plagued your mind, an inappropriate amount for a sugar baby to think about her sugar daddy. Because deep down you imagined him as more than that, more than a source of money, which he showers you with. You see him as a companion, a friend and a lover. And you want him to be more. So much more.

The thought brings tears to your eyes as you scoff at yourself. How could you become like this? Jeonghan isn't that type of guy, it is a fact. His words from earlier in the morning rub salt into your wounds. He doesn't want to marry or date. He said he likes being free which means none of that. The most committed or maybe lengthy relationship he has ever had is probably with you as it is still existing after two months. That brings hope to your hopeless heart. Maybe he actually feels something about you but he is hiding it like a habit. Maybe he wants to truly be with you. Maybe that's why he calls everyday to check up on you, take you to nice, thoughtful dates, calls you over to simply hang out.

Maybe, maybe.

Or maybe, he does this to all his lovers, no matter if he's with them for a few hours or a few days. The thought makes you pathetically jealous. It's unbelievably silly how much you want his smile and laughter and teasing and company reserved only for you. You want him, you want all of him but life is never that easy.

A ping from your phone jolts you out of your thoughts as you reach for the device to check it and sure enough, it's the devil himself.

[jeonghan] heyyy babe, how you doing?

[you] just chilling. hby? Working?

[jeonghan] Unfortunately yes, babe. just can't seem to finish them. I'd rather be with you ;)

His text makes you grin like a fool.

[you] Me too😏 when will I see you again?

[jeonghan] Soon actually. There's a party I need to attend this tuesday and you are coming with me. I'll have a collection of dresses for you at my place to choose from.

Another party? You definitely don't mind if that means you get to have his company.

[you] Great! Can't wait!!

[jeonghan] Me neither. I've to get back to work, darling. Goodnight, dream of me ;)

[you] You too 😘

Closing your phone, you clutch it to your chest, staring at the ceiling. A simple text from him has your heart thudding loudly and you are once again reminded of your feelings for him. You can convince yourself all day all night but the bottom line will be that you like Jeonghan.

Too much.

You are on your way home after getting some groceries on Tuesday afternoon when you come across a pleasant surprise. Just as you are about to enter your building, you find Mingyu, Chan's best friend, there, about to go inside. "Mingyu!" You call for him with a smile. His head whips towards you and a large grin spread across his face. "Noona! Hey!" He calls as you take quick steps towards him.

"Chan isn't at home. He said he was going to the library." You inform the man towering you, assuming he's here for your brother. "Oh," Mingyu murmurs. "It's alright. I have some good news to share with you."

"With me?" You arch a brow, surprised. "What is it?"

A shy hand moves to scratch his neck as Mingyu smiles softly. "I got a job. A modeling gig." Your eyes widen, "Oh my god, Mingyu! That's so great! Congratulations!" You grin, genuinely feeling happy for him. You've known Mingyu since he was in high school with Chan and he often came over with your brother after class. He comes from a struggling family; his single mother working hard to take care of him and his sister so this is a great piece of news to hear.

"Thanks, noona," he murmurs shyly, making you smile. You can totally see why he got the job. He is blessed with extremely good visuals and height so it'd be a loss for anybody who rejected him. "Does Chan know?" You ask. He nods, "Yeah, I told him yesterday. Anyway, the main thing is, I wanted you to join us for a dinner. It's my treat."

"Me?" You are surprised but also touched as you point a finger at yourself. "Aw, Mingyu, you don't have to treat me. Treat yourself and your friends." A cute pout appears on his face. "Oh come on, noona. You are my friend too. I need to pay you back for all the times you let me stay over and bought me and Chan snacks. Let me treat you to barbeque, please."

His words warm your heart as the memories come back to you. It feels like ages ago when they were in high school, doing assignments till the night and then him and your brother passing out in your living room. You smile fondly at the memory but before you can reply a hand wraps around your waist from nowhere, making you almost jump out of your skin. With a gasp, you whip your head to the side and find Jeonghan, grinning toothily but something is different—

Oh.

He has dyed his hair from blond to black and you almost don't recognize him at first. While you stare at him, still processing his sudden appearance, he speaks, flashing a grin at Mingyu, "Barbeque? I wanna go too."

Poor Mingyu looks utterly confused and you playfully glare at Jeonghan. "Hey, why are you here so early? I thought you were at work."

"Mhmm. Was finished early," he hums, placing a huge kiss on your cheek, making your eyes widen. Mingyu looks at the interaction and blinks confusedly. You feel flustered. "Oh erm, Jeonghan, this is Mingyu, Chan's best friend. And Mingyu, this is Jeonghan uh-"

Shit. What do you introduce Jeonghan as? 'Hi Mingyu he's my sugar daddy'? You're about to say friend when Jeonghan pipes in, "Boyfriend. I'm ____'s boyfriend. Nice to meet you, kid."

A sour look sets on Mingyu's face and you assume probably because Jeonghan called him a kid. He chuckles rather awkwardly, "Wow...you are dating, noona? I've seen him before, I think. Wait, are you Jeonghan of Yoon Corporations?"

"In the flesh," Jeonghan smiles a cocky smile. "Oh," Mingyu falls silent and there is a moment of tension as you look nervously between the two men before Jeonghan announces. "Well, it was nice meeting you, Mingi but me and ____ need to get going now."

"Mingyu!" You pinch his waist, scowling at him. "His name is Mingyu, Jeonghan!"

"Oh, my bad." Jeonghan grins and you have a feeling he did that on purpose. With a sigh, you smile apologetically at Mingyu, "It was really nice seeing you, Gyu. And congratulations again."

"Yeah, thanks noona," he murmurs. "I'll get going now." He waves at you with a small smile before turning around and briskly walking away. As soon as he's out of sight, you jab Jeonghan's arm. "You did that on purpose, didn't you! You sacred that poor guy!" Jeonghan shrugs, slinging his arm around your shoulder, "Well, that poor guy has a crush on you."

"No! He doesn't!" You hiss, cheeks fuming. To be honest you always thought Mingyu may or may not have a little crush on you but hearing someone say it out loud makes you flustered. It isn't anything serious anyway. Jeonghan rolls his eyes. "Yeah, whatever. Let's get going now."

"B-but I just came from the store. I haven't even showered yet. You shouldn't be here until two more hours you know." Your eyes narrow at him. Jeonghan hums, pulling you in the direction of his car, "Mhmm, you can shower at my place. Come on."

"Okay, okay! Let me drop my groceries first!"

A few hours later you sit next to Jeonghan in his limo, on the way to the event. Jeonghan said it is a small one because it is taking place on a weekday and that you can leave early, so you haven't dressed up much. Humming a tune, he looks outside, one of his hands resting on your thigh, playing with the silky material of your dress.

You take your time appreciating his features, his pretty, glinting eyes, his prominent cheekbones to his perfectly straight nose and down to his deep Cupid's bow and his perfectly shaped lips that you want to keep kissing and kissing. Without much thought, you scoot closer to him, resting your body against his as you put your head on his shoulder, making him look at you. His hands move to interlock with yours which sends your heartbeat in a frenzy and you can't help but think how cozy and homey it feels.

"You know, you introduced yourself as my boyfriend earlier." You whisper, making him chuckle softly, "Yeah. Couldn't really say I was your sugar daddy. Already scared the kid enough." You roll your eyes at his words but your heart sinks a little at them. You had hoped that maybe, maybe he felt something more for you that led him to say those words. Sighing quietly, you keep resting your head against his shoulder and stare at your hand in his, your heart deflating like a popped balloon.

"By the way, did you think about what I said that day?"

Confused, you blink at him before realizing what he's referring to. Jeonghan had proposed you re-enter college and finish your degree which you couldn't complete because of your parents' sudden death and the burden of loans along with Chan's school fees; saying that he will pay for everything. You are the older sibling and Chan's guardian so you dropped out of college and started working to make sure your brother accomplished what you couldn't.

You have had quite some time to think about it but it just doesn't feel right, him paying for your tuition fees when he already showers you in opulence. Sure, his offer was tempting, really so; you could finally finish your studies and get an actual job but he's being too generous. It feels wrong; college tuitions are in no way cheap, at least to you and just accepting it like that doesn't sit right with you.

"There you go again, overthinking," Jeonghan's voice snaps you back to the present. "Why are you thinking about this so much, babe? You're an amazing person and you deserve to get that degree. If you think I'm pitying you, then stop right there. I have the ability so I just want to help you accomplish something you couldn't earlier." He murmurs, his voice sincere.

Your heart softens at his words."I know, Jeonghan. It's just- too much. I mean you have no reason to pay for my-"

"You're my sugar baby. It's my job to take care of you."

"And you do!" You sigh, rubbing your temples. "Okay. Instead of just taking the money like that, I'll accept it as a loan. When I graduate I'm going to pay you back." You decide, your voice firm making him sigh out of frustration. He watches you for a few seconds and realizes this is what you'll accept so he holds his hands up in surrender. "Alright, fine fine. I'll give it to you as a loan."

You grin victoriously, quickly pressing a kiss on his cheek, whispering a sultry, "Thank you, daddy." Jeonghan narrows his eyes at you, feigning anger but you can see the playfulness dance in his eyes. "You love being a brat, don't you?"

"Mhmm," you hum, grinning as you trail kisses from his cheek to his jaw. A pleasured sigh escapes his lips, blooming pride in your heart. His head turns to capture your lips in a kiss that starts softly, his lips moving against yours in sweet, passionate movements. As soft whimpers begin to come out of your mouth, it turns more heated and he wraps an around your waist pulling you closer while your hands tangle in his hair. His tongue delves into your mouth, dancing against your tongue in needy movements, releasing wet noises of sucking. He pulls back, breathless, and watches you with hazy lust ridden eyes as his thumb reaches to wipe the little smudge of lipstick below your swollen lips. "You taste addicting, darling."

You lean towards him for more but he tuts, pushing you away. "Uh uh. Enough of that." A salacious smile graces his lips as his fingers trail over your thigh before moving towards the high slit of your dress. His finger enters inside the fabric and then inches towards your core, your breath hitching when his fingers softly stroke your inner thighs. "J-jeonghan-" you breathe, knowing where this is going, the anticipation building in your veins. He only replies with a smirk and soft kiss to your temple.

His fingers move your panties to one side underneath your dress and the cool air flowing through the slit hits your exposed sex making you shudder. Ever so gently, just barely, his fingers move over your entrance. You can feel the barest touch of the pad of his fingers on your core and you squirm in your seat, desperate eyes begging him in silence. His eyes never stray from you, watching every little reaction you give and the sharp gasp that elicits from you when he pushes one finger inside you has him grinning in satisfaction.

"Jeonghan- please..." You breathe, trying to grind against what little you have, your hands fisting his suit jacket. All thoughts of time and place are forgotten by you and the only thing in your mind right now is coming on his fingers. The long digit moves swiftly inside your velvety walls making your eyes roll on the back of your head. "More, Jeonghan... please-"

"That's not my name now, is it?" He teases, his breath fanning over your heated cheek. "Daddy! Daddy... please..." You immediately correct yourself and Jeonghan rewards you by pushing another long, bony finger inside you. They move in tandem, stretching your tight walls as you unconsciously part your legs wider. If there was no divider in the limo, the driver would have seen the show you were putting on.

"Feels good?" He whispers in your ear, pressing soft kisses below it. You nod swiftly. "S-so good, daddy." He grins, pleased and cocky before thrusting another finger inside you, this time his ring finger. They waste no time, moving expertly in your hole as you writhe in the plush leather seat, gasps of pleasure falling from your lips at every movement. You can feel your orgasm building.

"Daddy p-please, m-make me come." You pant, eyes closed. "Wanna come, little darling?" He breathes, and you can feel the grin on his lips and the smugness on his tone. Nodding vigorously you agree and Jeonghan hums, before shifting his fingers to press your clit with his thumb. The sudden touch on your sensitive nub makes you whine loudly as you feel yourself throb.

You're so close to your release.

Your hips grind against his digits tirelessly and he keeps rubbing your clit back and forth using his thumb while his fingers curl inside you. Just when you can taste the orgasm, feel it build in your veins, Jeonghan, the evil bastard, takes his hand off you completely. His fingers leave your hope gaping and empty and your clit throbbing painfully with need. "Jeonghan!" You scream, scowling at him at how he ruined your orgasm. You were so fucking close. The bastard has the audacity to laugh as he makes a show of licking his fingers clean making you release a whine of need as you pant.

He's such a fucking tease.

"Be a good girl and you will get come as many times as you want later." His deep baritone and the look he sends your way rakes shivers down your spine and the promise of cumming makes you obediently nod your head. He places a tender kiss on your forehead and just then, the car halts, letting you know you have arrived at your destination. With a rather displeased look on your face and shaky legs, you step out of the limo, Jeonghan's hand in yours.

The evening is spent attending the boring event and throwing fake smiles at strangers when all you can think of is Jeonghan railing you till the bed breaks into two. Which he does, of course, when you return to his home at night. You wouldn't consider yourself as a possessive partner but damn if it didn't irritate you when girls and married women ogled him, some even throwing themselves at him, flirting blatantly when you were right next to him. But it's all good since he ended up in bed with you, raining one after another mind numbing orgasms on you before you finally drift off.

Morning comes in the form of your bladder almost bursting and despite the slight ache in your body, you quickly head towards the bathroom to refresh yourself. After you are clean and fresh, you head outside the bedroom in search of Jeonghan. It's around 7 in the morning so he should be still at home. Your prediction proves accurate as you find him in his study, on his phone, scribbling down something on a piece of paper. He's dressed in his work clothes; a white dress shirt with black pants, a fine piece of watch around his left wrist as his fingers card through his slightly damp hair. You silently appreciate the view from the doorframe and it takes a few moments until he notices your presence.

His appreciative eyes rake down your body, covered only in your panties and one of his t-shirts that reach your thighs. His lips break into a grin and you mirror it before he asks the person on the other end to hold for a second. "Good morning, babe. I need a few more minutes. I'll come find you after I'm done." He smiles at you and you nod, leaving you to his work as you turn on your heel, walking aimlessly through his huge apartment. Your bare feet silently pad against the glossy tiles as you head back to the master bedroom. The room is still messy, the clothes you two discarded last night are still scattered over the floor. You pick your clothes up and start putting them on as you need to leave soon too. After you are dressed, you reach for Jeonghan's shirt and pants, bunching them together in a pile for laundry. His Armani jacket lays haphazardly on the loveseat and you scoff at how he just abandoned such an expensive thing. Little creases have formed on the silky material and with your hands, you try to brush them away and straighten it again. As you sling it over your arm to pick up his tie, a piece of paper drops from one of the pockets.

Intrigued, you pick it up to find a number scribbled in black. At first, you think nothing of it, until you notice a red lip print at the corner of the paper. Your heart sinks as you realize one of his fangirls from last night is the owner of this number. Your head starts running a mile a minute, wondering if Jeonghan is talking to this girl over the phone.

No, that does not make sense. If he was talking with her then this paper wouldn't be here but probably in a dustbin. Besides, despite Jeonghan's track record, he has never disrespected you since you've been with him and he has stated multiple times that he's only interested in you.

Still, you chew on your lip nervously, staring at the piece of paper, insecurity and jealousy blooming inside you. He has given you no reason to distrust him but the nature of your relationship, how it is not explicit, makes you think that maybe, he is slowly losing interest in you. Whatever it may be, you don't get to dwell on your thoughts for long as the ringing of your phone suddenly alerts you, making you jump. You reach for it and seeing the name at the top of the screen you pick it up immediately.

"Hey, Chan! Good morning." You speak, wondering if something is wrong for him to call so early. You texted him last night, letting him know that you will be with Jeonghan.

"Hey, noona. Morning. Did I wake you?"

"No, I was already up. Is everything okay?" You ask, hands subconsciously fiddling with the paper in your fist. "Everything is fine, don't worry." You hear your brother laugh softly. "I'm just calling to let you know I'll be late today. We have a team project and we're going out of the city today. Will you stay at Jeonghan's tonight?"

"No, I don't think so." You murmur. "Did you have breakfast? Don't forget to pack some food for the road."

"Okay, I will. Don't worry so much," you can feel your brother rolling his eyes. A soft smile sets on your face. "Is Mingyu going with you too? He told me about his new job. I met him yesterday."

"He did?" Chan asks. "Yeah, he's going too. Did he invite you for dinner this weekend? He was talking about it earlier."

"Yep, he did. I was really surprised, you know. But it's great, I'm really happy for him. He looked so excited." You hum, stepping closer to the window, watching the city grow busier from Jeonghan's castle in the sky. "Yes, he is. He wouldn't shut up about it." Chan laughs. "Anyway, I'll see you tonight then. Don't stay up for me if I'm late."

You will but you don't tell him that. "Okay. Be safe. I love you."

"I love you too." The line goes dead and with a sigh, you set your phone down. Jeonghan's jacket still rests on one of your arms, with the piece of paper crushed in your fist. Turning around you find Jeonghan leaning against the doorframe, hands crossed over his chest, watching you.

"Jeonghan!"

"Hey." He smiles. Padding toward you, he reaches for your shoulders, lips coming down to meet yours. Your head tilts up automatically, as you chase his lips, forgetting everything for a second. His eyes move to the jacket on your arm. "Why are you cleaning everything up?" He gives you a fond smile, reaching for the clothing. "I should have done it, sorry. I had so many calls to take this morning."

Shaking your head, you whisper. "It's okay. I had nothing to do anyway." Seeing how cool he is you wonder whether it would be right to bring up what you found in his pocket.

"Let's have breakfast together. I have to leave early today." He drops the jacket on the bed, motioning you to follow him but you stay rooted to the spot, words tangling in your throat. "Jeonghan?"

"Hmm?" He turns around. Inhaling deeply you show him the chit lying in your palm. "This dropped from your jacket's pocket." Frowning, he reaches for it. "What is it?"

His eyes scan the paper and then he seems to realize, "Ah, this? Some girl gave it to me last night. You were in the bathroom then, I think. I took it to be polite." He smiles, his usual, carefree smile as he throws it in the bin.

"Oh." Silently, you stand opposite to him, not knowing what to say or do. "Hey, are you mad?" He steps towards you, tilting his head, eyes watching you intently to see your reaction. "You have nothing to worry about, babe. I swear I forgot about it. You can check my call list if you want."

Groaning you step away from him. "No, Jeonghan! It's okay. I trust you. I just-" you fall silent as your eyes meet his.

"You just what? Tell me?" Jeonghan prods, eyes laced with worry. You sigh, the thoughts racing in your head suddenly sounding silly now that you need to articulate them. "Nothing." You whisper meekly.

"No, ____, tell me!"

"I just wish it wasn't like this!" You cry. "I- I wish some stupid girl didn't just drop her number in your pocket and I wish you didn't take it just to be polite! I wish girls didn't flock around you when I am literally right next to you! I wish- we were more than...this and I wish people knew so that they would stay away." Your voice fades into a whisper as thick tears brim in your eyes. You had not imagined this to go down the way it is. You made yourself believe that you didn't need to express your true feelings, that you would forever be okay with how things are and then say goodbye to each other one day when Jeonghan changes his mind. You imagined yourself to be stronger, different, not one to actually fall for a man like him when you clearly knew how he was.

"What...what are you talking about? I don't understand." The man standing still in front of you, breathes. A frustrated hand moves to rub your temple as you take in a deep breath, trying to get your thoughts together. "Jeonghan, I...like you. More than I should. More than our current relationship allows us to be. I want more. I want you, completely. I want us to be explicit. I want a relationship, based on love and trust, not money or whatever. I want to love you and if I'm gonna stay with you, then I want you to love me too."

A small frown mars his face. "But I do love you!" He exclaims. "I take you out on dates and we make love or...fuck. Is that not love?" He mutters.

This man is so dense. You sigh, "No Jeonghan, it isn't. Or at least it is not enough for me. I want a future with you. I want to bare myself to you and I wish you'd do the same. I want to build a life with you and I want to be by your side at all times, as a lover, a girlfriend, a partner. I don't want a love in which other girls are gonna chase after you, thinking you are available and you are going to entertain them just to be polite. That's not love Jeonghan and you k-know it!." You can't help the jealousy that rises in your voice towards the end and you hate how pathetic you sound. Jeonghan watches you, carefully, silently, for a very long time and finally, some sort of realization seems to flash in his eyes.

"____," he starts, carding a hand through his black locks. "I don't do...that. I- don't know how or if I even can. I-" he stops, tonguing the inside of his cheek, a storm of emotions in his gaze. "You just need to try, Jeonghan." You murmur softly, a mite of hope blooming in your chest. "You are already so good to me. You- you make me feel so happy and hopeful and cared for without even trying, Jeonghan. I love being with you. Do you not feel the same about me?"

The man remains wordless, staring at the ground with a clenched jaw, hands in his pockets. The stillness and tension in the room make you swallow nervously, the earlier hope you felt fading into nothing. "And if you don't, then you can just say. I won't force you. It'll be better than this, me always hoping for more and we can just end t-this and go on our ways." Your heart breaks as you say those words but you know that it is best if he lets you go now. You are already in too deep and you can't imagine how worse it will be if you stay and then get discarded once he is bored.

"Is this about Mingyu?" He speaks suddenly, his gaze sharp, tone accusatory. The sudden mention of the younger man's name perplexes you and you wonder if you even heard him right. "What!" You yell, confusion painted all over your face.

"No, really, is this about him? You were talking about him earlier on the phone too. Do you like him? Is this your way of wiggling out of this relationship?" Mouth open, you watch him, not believing he just said those words. "You-" tears choke you up as you try to speak, a couple of drops trailing down your face.

How could he say something like that? Does he even hear himself?

"I- am truly, madly, deeply in love with you and yet you say that- You know what, I should leave. You need to get your shit together, Jeonghan. If you really want me, want a real relationship with me, then we can see each other, or this is goodbye." Fire blazes in your eyes as you pin him down with a stare, your heart breaking with each word you utter. You move around, collecting your phone and purse, wiping the occasional stray tears that fall, desperately trying to keep yourself together.

He stays still, like a statue, his face emotionless as he watches you with blank eyes. You miserably hope that he says something, does something, asks you to stay, anything but he doesn't and it shatters your heart even more. So with no more hope, you sling your bag over your shoulder and walk past him, the sound of your feet tapping against the tiles filling the grave silence. Sobs escape you but you try to muffle them, hands clamping over your mouth as you step out his door. But all hell breaks loose when you enter the empty elevator. Tears blur your vision as you hastily press the ground floor button and then sag onto the floor, violent sobs wracking your body, your tears flowing freely as you curl into a ball and just cry, your ugly sobs echoing in the empty elevator.

It's almost 11 at night when you sit on the floor of your living room, eyes set on the TV screen but mind elsewhere, as you keep stuffing your face with chips and occasionally taking sips of beer. Chan has yet to return so you are left with your own company, drowning your sorrow in the beer and the noise of the TV providing you some sort of false assurance. Your stupid self held on to the hope throughout the day that Jeonghan would at least call or text but he didn't and the realization that it is over for good has started to settle in your bones. You are still processing it, wondering where it went wrong, whether it was your fault. But you know it wasn't.

You once again remember how Jeonghan brought up Mingyu for no god damn reason and the memory makes you fume once again.

How dare that asshole! He not only brought that innocent kid up in a conversation which was about him but also he has ghosted you completely, giving you no closure as sit and cry about your broken heart.

The sorrow and pain blanket you so much that you don't take notice of how the front door opens and your brother enters the house, watching you with a confused expression as he stands a few feet away from you. "Noona?" His voice stops the train of your thoughts as your head whips towards him. "Oh! hey, Chan! Welcome back!" A reply, a bit too enthusiastically, trying hard to not let your voice crack.

"I told you not to wait for me," he frowns, stepping closer to you and setting his backpack down on the couch. "I missed you," you wave your hand lazily in the air, turning your face away to hide your puffy eyes now that he's closer. From the corner of your eye, you can see his gaze is on you, concerned and probably judgemental. His eyes scan over the two empty cans of beer lying next to the one you are currently drinking. You swallow, thinking of saying something that will distract him but he's faster than you.

"What's wrong?" His voice is calm, casual, like he's asking you if you've had dinner.

"N-nothing," your stupid voice cracks as you sip your beer, avoiding him. You hear him sigh and then shuffle, as he sits down next to you, legs crossed and reaches for the chips on your bowl. "Hey! Wash your hands first!" You bat his hand away, scowling at him. His gaze meets yours and you know he can clearly see how bloated your face is from all the crying. "I know something is wrong. Tell me, noona." He murmurs, putting a chip in his mouth. "Wash your hands, idiot." You whisper, voice pathetically timid, like you are on the verge of falling apart.

"I will after you tell me what's wrong." He says, getting comfortable, resting his back on the couch behind you. You heave a frustrated sigh, combing a hand through your hair as you decide to just stare at the TV. Your brother does the same to for a while and you sigh in relief, thinking he has dropped the topic. But he keeps surprising you.

"It's about him, isn't it?" His voice is calm, confident and you mentally curse your brother for reading you so well. "Did you two break up? Did that asshole cheat on you?" His pitch raises at the end as he leans closer to look at your face.

"No Chan! He didn't cheat! It's- complicated." You mutter.

"Is it? He hurt you, that's clear. What did he do?"

"Nothing! He did nothing! That's the problem!" You yell, groaning in frustration as you rest your head on the coffee table. Chan stays silent and you know he's waiting for you to continue. "I- I wanted more. He didn't or maybe did- I don't know. He- he said nothing. I poured out my heart to him and he just stood there, saying nothing. I left and he didn't stop me." A small, pitiful sob crawls out of your mouth as you sniffle. Perhaps what hurt you most was how he didn't stop you when you left, how he didn't even acknowledge your words, how he didn't give you anything, not a yes or a no, just silence. Utter, haunting silence.

That's what broke your heart so much. Did the past few months mean so little to him that he just decided to get you out of his hair like that?

"He's an asshole for that. You deserve better." Chan murmurs as one of his hands reach out to softly pat your back. You huff, frustrated at your overwhelming emotions as you peek a look at him. "We shouldn't be talking about my pathetic love life. I should ask you how your trip went."

"It was fine. Nothing exciting to talk about. And I like hearing you talk, whatever it is. You always look out for me. I barely get to do the same." He averts his gaze from you, a pink tint coating his cheeks and you can't help but laugh, seeing your grumpy little brother be sappy. "I really appreciate it, Chan. And you always look out for me. Who says you don't?" You wipe your eyes and take his hand in yours to squeeze it reassuringly.

"I do. You- you are always working so hard for me. You take care of me all the time. You barely have time for yourself or do something for yourself anymore because of me." Your brother whispers, a look of guilt sitting on his face as he fiddles with the hem of his shirt. Your heart breaks at the sight.

"Chan, no, that's not true. At all." You shuffle closer to him, voice pleading. "And I like taking care of you. You are my brother, it is my duty."

He sighs, saying nothing and you can see his eyes getting misty. Words get stuck in the back of your throat, seeing your brother like this. He is the type to rarely show his emotions and witnessing him like this hurts you deeply because you realize he has kept his pain all to himself. You struggle to say something to comfort him, to tell him it's all good but he suddenly clears his throat, sitting up straight and looking at you. "Anyway. I have some good news to share."

"Oh?" You blink.

"Remember the modeling gig Mingyu got? Well...I applied too and they accepted me."

"Wait- what? Really?!" You yell, eyes widening like saucers as a huge grin spreads on your face. Your brother nods, smiling shyly and you engulf him into a hug. "Chan congratulations! I'm so proud of you my handsome brother!"

He laughs. "Oh please. But thanks, noona. My first shoot is next week." He says, trying to free himself from your hold. "I'll be sure to drop by." You grin.

"You don't have to but okay."

You wave him off, reaching for the unopened beer can on the table. "We need to celebrate. Here." You open the can and then shove it in his hand before clinking yours to it. "Cheers." As you finish your can, you say. "I'll make you a nice meal for you tomorrow. Or maybe we should go out. What do you say? My treat."

Your brother laughs at your enthusiasm, shaking his head. "Anything you make will be fine. And I want to treat you after I get my pay."

"Okay, I'll hold you on to that." You send a teasing look his way and he chuckles, shaking his head. A comfortable silence stretches in the air, as you two mutely watch the TV while sipping your beers. You feel a lot better than you did earlier as the thoughts of Jeonghan do not haunt every cell of your brain anymore. And you want to keep it this way.

When you're about to get up to grab some more snacks, Chan suddenly speaks.

"Forget about him, noona." He murmurs, eyes trained on the TV screen. He doesn't even look your way, almost like he's alone here, talking to himself. "I'll work hard. For you, for us. I'll make so much money that even he won't be able to compete. And I'll take care of you. Pay you back for everything you've done for me."

Your eyes once again become glossy as you watch your brother in silence. He resumes sipping on his beer, occasionally reaching for the bowl of chips, acting like he did not just say all that. Swallowing the lump in your throat, you move your eyes towards the TV, murmuring, " You don't have to but thank you. For saying that."

Your brother only hums from beside you and a small, content smile sits on your face as you both sit in silence, huddled close to each other, watching the TV.

-

It's early morning on the weekend when your beauty sleep is interrupted by your bursting bladder. With half open eyes, you waddle towards your bathroom, bumping into things as you are still tired from all the laughing and drinking from last night. It was Mingyu's treat at a Korean barbecue restaurant. You and Chan went, along with a few of their friends. It was fun, more than you had expected as it got your mind off of everything. They were great company, chatty, lively, fun and it was easy to lose track of time. When you and Chan returned home it was almost two in the morning but you didn't regret it. Mostly. It has been a long time since you had this much fun but you wish you drank a little less as you still feel your head ache.

Quickly washing your hands, you make your way back to your bed, stumbling along the route as you get comfortable beneath the comforter again. Snuggling into the pillows, you close your eyes, almost traveling back to dreamland but a certain sound garners your attention, preventing your slumber. It sounds distant, like a bell ringing and you think you are dreaming. But then, you hear it a couple more times and you sit up, eyes half closed, silently cursing under your breath. Your eyes move to your bedside clock.

7:05 am.

Who the fuck is at the door this early on a weekend?

Grumbling to yourself, you scramble out of your bed, rubbing the sleep away from your eyes as you open the door to your room.

"You really have some balls showing up here, on a weekend morning at that." Your sleep-ridden brain takes a while to process that the voice is Chan's.

"Please- just- let me talk to her."

The second voice, however, doesn't take much time to be registered by your foggy mind. His voice sends shivers up your spine and suddenly you are wide awake, alert, your heart beating like it just ran a marathon.

"Get the fuck out or I will kick you out myself." You hear Chan threaten and you immediately step into the common area, eyes wide as you watch your brother stand on the threshold of the main door, his frame hiding another person. "Chan!" Your voice calls automatically. He turns around and another head pops up from behind him, making your heart skip a few beats.

Jeonghan.

His pleading eyes are the first thing you notice— a spark flickering through them as they meet yours, followed by the faint bags underneath his eyes. His hair is disheveled but the most bewildering thing other than his sudden appearance is his outfit— he's wearing a literal three-piece suit.

Why is he dressed for work on a weekend morning? And why does he look so exhausted?

"Do you want me to throw this sleazeball out?" Chan turns to look at you and your eyes widen at his words. A part of you wants to scold him for his words but the other, bigger part of you puffs in pride. Your little brother just called a billionaire sleazeball right at his face. He really wasn't kidding when he said he's gonna take care of you from now on.

However, you have a lot of questions that need to be answered so you send a proud, reassuring smile his way. "It's alright, Chan. I got this." Your eyes move to Jeonghan, "My room." You mouth, turning on your heel. Begrudgingly, Chan moves out of Jeonghan's way but not before sending a burning glare at the older man as he hurries inside.

With Jeonghan tailing you, you pad into your bedroom and he closes the door behind him. Your room isn't perfect right now, your unkempt bed and messy dresser make you a little embarrassed but shove those thoughts away, clearing your throat as you start making your bed, something to keep you a little distracted and less agitated. "Sit." You murmur, well aware that Jeonghan's eyes are burning into you. He follows your word as he gently sits down at a corner of your bed, his eyes wandering around your room. Silence prevails as you fix your pillows and fold your blanket before sitting down beside him but maintaining a safe distance.

With the corner of your eye, you watch him stare at the ground, chewing on his lower lip as he fidgets with his fingers. You sigh, "I'm sure you haven't shown up at my place this early on a weekend to just sit in silence."

Your voice seems to break him out of a trance, "Hmm? No, I- I actually came straight from the airport. I was in Singapore the past few days."

That explains his tired look and crinkled clothes. Your heart thuds loudly as you wonder what made him rush to you straight from the airport. But you stop yourself from being too hopeful and stare at him as boredly as possible, waiting for him to continue. He sighs, raking a hand through his hair. "Anyway. I...I have a lot to say to you."

"I'm sure you do." You can't help the sarcasm in your voice, setting your eyes on the ground.

"I- I am sorry," Jeonghan announces suddenly, a desperate note in his voice. You're surprised at how he cuts to the chase. "I am really sorry for that day, for bringing Mingyu up for no reason. I- I was a coward, okay? I- everything you said was true and it caught me really off guard and before I knew it I was saying those stupid shit but you have to know I didn't mean them." Even though your eyes are not on him, you know he's looking at you with the most pleading gaze. Swallowing the lump in your throat, you say nothing and stare harder at your feet, trying to keep the tears at bay.

A short silence follows before he whispers, "I want more too. I want you completely to myself too. I want to build a life with you too. After you left, it felt like my heart was ripped into two, as cheesy as it sounds. I realized what an idiot I was and I swear I was about to go after you until I got a call and I had to fly out to Singapore immediately." He breathes, his voice the softest. You don't dare move, afraid that if you move, this moment will break and you will wake up to realize everything was just a dream.

Jeonghan sighs quietly, rubbing his temples, "I thought about you and me long and hard for the past few days. And I realized how much joy you bring into my life and how much I hate being away from you. Without knowing I've fallen for you too and I can't imagine my life without you anymore. Yes, I had different thoughts before but that was just me being a stubborn asshole. I want you to be mine and I want to be yours. I'm...done playing. I like you, ____. Fuck, I love you."

You can't stop yourself from looking over at him, the passion and need in his voice pulling you like a siren's call, your eyes wildly searching his face for any clue on whether he is joking. But you're met with an expectant, almost shy gaze as he watches you with bated breath, pupils blown out as if he himself just realized his feelings.

"I-" Whatever you wanted to say, dies on your throat. You struggle to find the right words as your brain becomes a mushy pile of mess, tears brimming in your eyes. "Do- do you m-mean it?"

"I do."

A lone tear makes its way down your cheek as you shake your head at the incredulity of the situation. Half of you still can't believe that this is real while the other half weeps in happiness, not knowing what else to do. You don't realize you are quietly sobbing until you feel Jeonghan rest the gentlest of hands on your shoulder, as he scoots closer to you. "Hey," he calls for you, pushing the stray hair out of your face to take a look at you. Your misty eyes confuse him as he retracts his hand from your shoulder,

"I- did I do something wrong? Do you not feel the same about me anymore?"

Despite the situation, you can't help but roll your eyes. This man is so fucking dense when it comes to emotions. Sighing, you wipe your eyes and sit straighter, turning to look at him. "What do you mean I don't feel the same about you anymore?" You glare at him. "I couldn't get you out of my mind ever since I last saw you, asshole. How could I? I fucking love you. I was mad at you- maybe still am but I love you so freaking much, Yoon Jeonghan." The tears you wiped away start to reappear as you utter your fragile truth while trying to stay mad at him. As you hear yourself say the words, you once again realize just how much you mean them, how much he means to you.

Jeonghan, however, seems elated, as the playful spark in his eyes return, accompanied by happiness as his lips break into the sweetest grin which you can't help but reciprocate.

He doesn't say anything but wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you tightly against his chest where you immediately melt. It's your safe place; his strong arms, his warmth, the rhythm of his heartbeat, his intoxicating scent. You bury your nose into his chest, arms gripping his waist tightly as you feel all the stress and worry melt away. You are happy, happier than ever, safe and you feel like you can do anything in the world right now. Jeonghan's fingers repeatedly stroke your hair as he whispers, "I'm sorry for being an asshole. I'm sorry it took me so long. I'm so sorry."

"Well...I can forgive you if..." You pull back from his arms as your eyes wander to his pink lips and whisper shyly, "you kiss me right now." Jeonghan smirks, happy, surprised, proud and he wastes no time to attach his lips to yours. Fireworks go off in your head as you revel the feeling of his soft lips against yours, his addictive taste that you so desperately craved. Your tongues dance against each other passionately as you lose yourself in his taste and touch. Moaning, one of your hands moves to push off his blazer from his shoulder as he shuffles, moving on top of you, pushing you backward on the bed. Your hands aimlessly claw his back as you try to wrap your legs around his waist, wanting him closer.

"Wait- fuck." Jeonghan pants, resting his weight on his arms as his blown out pupils meet yours. "I- I don't want you to get the wrong idea. I'm not here for sex... so if you don't want to, we-"

"Who are you and what have you done with Jeonghan?" You tease, raising a brow at his attitude. Jeonghan rolls his eyes. "I'm serious."

"So am I. Who's this gentleman and where is the playboy I know?" You fake frown, pretending to scrutinize his face. Jeonghan sighs in defeat. "He's gone for good. However, if you don't like this gentleman, then I have no choice but to bring out the demon." His voice deepens as he nips on your jawline before trailing down towards your neck where he licks and bites until pretty marks form. "Oh yeah?" You sigh, eyes falling shut as you squeeze the bedsheets in your hands. "Let's see how rough you can be." You challenge. Jeonghan stops his ministrations to take a look at you and once he realizes you're serious, his demeanor completely changes. He sits up and commands, "Take your shirt off, little brat. Don't make me repeat myself."

You spring into action, a coy smile sitting on your face as you quickly take the clothing off, pussy throbbing at his deep voice, his no-nonsense tone and the heated gaze he sends your way.

Once your top half is naked his hands reach for your pajamas but not before drinking in your naked form, his eyes scanning every inch of your naked half hungrily. In a swift tug, they come off and when he sees you're not wearing any underwear, he cocks a brow at you as heat flares in your face. "No underwear huh?" He chuckles, tossing your pajamas behind him. Leaving you squirming, touch starved, and butt naked on the bed, he stands up and starts taking his shirt off, painfully slow. He sees the clear desperation in your eyes which makes him grin predatorily. Your eyes move along with his hands as you openly ogle every inch of skin that comes into view. Once the shirt is off, he removes his belt and then his pants and boxers as they bunch around his thighs. What you were waiting for finally comes into view and you let out an unabashed moan, pussy clenching at the sight of his hard, bobbing length.

"Please," you whisper automatically, eyes meeting his turbulent gaze as you swallow at the thought of his length inside your mouth. You've only sucked him off a couple of times, during which you couldn't even fit it whole inside your mouth. Jeonghan had been patient with you, guiding you through it and pulling you off of him too quickly, saying you will get hurt. However, you feel like he won't be doing that today and a shiver runs down your spine at the thought.

"What are you doing? Come over here and suck like a good girl." He orders and you immediately crawl towards the end of your bed, hands reaching to pump the base of his throbbing length. The pink tip leaks a few beads of precum and focusing your eyes on him, you give him a kittenish lick, his taste coating your mouth. Moaning, you wrap your lips around the swollen tip, sucking his cock head, eyes never leaving his. Hissing, he grabs a fistful of your hair. "I said, suck."

His tone makes your pussy gush as you happily do so, enveloping his length with your mouth, until you feel him touch the back of your throat and he isn't even fully inside yet. Pulling back, you take a deep breath before diving back in and you don't stop until you can feel him in your throat, his full length lodged inside your mouth. Tears leak out of your eyes as you breathe through your nose, trying not to gag as your pussy throbs.

"Oh fuck-" Jeonghan grunts, head lolling back as you feel the grip on your hair strengthen. "Fuck, that feels so good." His praises make your pussy leak as you start bobbing your head with new vigor, one of your hands trailing down to rub yourself, the sinful sight of Jeonghan moaning making you extremely needy.

He picks up pace, hips thrusting into your mouth faster as his hands hold an iron grip on your head. Tears now freely stroll down your face, as you simply keep your jaw slack, drool dribbling down the corners of your mouth, letting Jeonghan fuck your face. Your hands work on your clit, rubbing it in fast motions, trying to bring yourself to an orgasm.

"Fuck, are you touching yourself, dirty girl?" Jeonghan hisses, craning his head to one side as his eyes focus on your fingers playing with your pussy. "Does sucking me off turn you on that much? Dirty slut." Jeonghan smirks, making you mewl as you increase the movement of your fingers, your orgasm approaching quicker due to his filthy words. Just when you are about to fall into your orgasm, he pushes your mouth off of his length as he breathes heavily, dark eyes watching you. "Get your hands off your pussy." He orders making you whine.

"Please-"

Impatient, he does it himself as he pries your fingers away from your core before pushing you back onto the bed. He then takes off his pants and boxers before crawling on top of you, a predatory glint in his eyes as he watches your heated face, eyes full of need, beckoning him closer. "I need to come inside you." He whispers, more to himself than you as his lips trail over your earlobe and then down your jawline.

"P-please do." You beg, heavy breaths falling from your lips. "Mhmm. I will. But I need to prep you first." He moves down towards your pussy but your desperation stops him. "Don't n-need it. Please, just f-fuck me." Your hands grab his biceps, eyes silently begging him. Jeonghan halts. "Are you sure, darling? I don't wanna-"

"Please! I can take it. J-just fuck me." You whine, your desperation reaching its tipping point. The need to have him inside you right now is enough to make you go mad.

You want to point out how you are literally dripping onto the bed, a wet patch forming on the sheets but instead, you wrap your legs around his waist and pull him closer before reaching out to cup his cheek. "Please, I've missed you. Need you, daddy."

Your soft voice, paired with the needy, doe-eyed look you give him is enough to make Jeonghan lose his damn mind. With a growl, he captures your lips in a bruising kiss as his hands move to line up his cock to your pussy. "You asked for it." He warns and that's all you get before he's pushing his entire length inside you, a high pitched shriek falling from your lips as an overwhelming feeling of fullness consumes your entire body.

"Careful babe, don't want your little brother hearing us," Jeonghan whispers lowly, his warm breath tickling your ear and you can feel the bastard smirk cockily. Biting your lip, you refrain from making any more noise as Jeonghan increases his pace, his sharp thrusts hitting so deep inside you, your whole body shakes. Mindless babbles fall from your lips as your hands clutch into his back tightly, your nails digging into his skin which makes Jeonghan hiss in pleasure. "Fuck, I don't think I'm gonna last long." He mutters, eyes moving onto your face, the fucked out look on you making him groan, as he buries his head in your neck, painting the skin with pretty marks.

"Please...gonna come- make m-me come." you plead and Jeonghan listens, one of his hands moving to push a couple of his fingers into your mouth. "Suck," He commands softly, dark eyes watching as you wrap your lips around his digits, sucking them sloppily like it is his cock, never breaking eye contact. Spikes of pleasure shoot throughout your veins as he retreats his fingers from your mouth and places them on your sensitive nub. "Oh my god!" You wail, eyes falling shut as your body arches at his touch.

Jeonghan starts playing with your clit, rubbing it swiftly before pulling and pinching it between his index and thumb. His mouth showers kisses and nips on your neck and the overwhelming feeling of pleasure consumes you, the tightly winded coil in your gut snapping as you feel a violent orgasm wreck your body. Jeonghan comes with you, releasing deep inside you in thick spurts, his breathy noises prolonging your orgasm. You think you almost black out for a second before you feel Jeonghan pick up the pace again as he whispers. "One more love, wanna feel you come one more time."

His soft whisper sends shivers down your spine and without thinking, you nod, holding him tightly, burying your face in his neck. Your brain has stopped functioning properly long ago and all you can feel are the way Jeonghan's hips snap into you and the warmth radiating from him. You feel vulnerable yet safe at the same time as you hold his body close to yours and breathe in his scent.

"G-gonna come again," you mewl into his neck, making him huff as he grunts. "Yeah? Me too baby. Come on, come for me, my love."

His sweet words paired with the way his lips venture down towards your breasts, sucking and biting while one of his hands plays with your oversensitive clit make you release a loud cry of his name. Soon after, you come for the second time, your orgasm brain numbing, making your toes curl and your whole body twitch. Jeonghan feels you tighten around him as you come and he can't hold back either as he fills you up for the second time, calling your name softly, his warm breathes fanning your face.

Your ears ring and you are too tired to move a muscle as you lie there, with Jeonghan panting harshly on top of you, careful not to crush you with his weight. For a while there is silence, nothing other than the harsh breathing of you both before you feel Jeonghan soften and slide out of you, making his release drip down your pussy and you wince. He collapses next to you and wastes no time to pull you close, your sweaty bodies tangling into a mess but you don't mind. The safety and comfort of being in his arms post orgasm, no worries whatsoever and hearing his heartbeat is enough to lull you to sleep. And you are almost drifting off when he suddenly asks. "You wanna tell me about that notification from Sugar and Spice?"

You blink, prying your tired eyes open as you peek a look at him. The view takes your breath away, the early morning sun falling on one side of his face, bathing it in an angelic glow, accentuating his features, his hair messily falling over his face and a soft, playful smile resting on his face. Your heart beats loudly in your ears and you realize you just fell in love with him all over again.

"Babe?" He calls, a knowing smirk on his face. "I know I'm gorgeous but can you stare at me later?" His voice snaps you out of his thoughts as you roll your eyes, hitting him in the chest softly. He props his body on one of his elbows and peeks at your face, waiting for your explanation and a shy smile sets on your face as you think about the answer to his question.

A few days ago, on an afternoon when you were bored and broken hearted, you logged into the sugar daddy app to go through it one last time before deleting it. Just for fun, you had typed in what you were looking for, waiting for the app to find you a match and lo and behold, it matched you with Jeonghan. You had screamed, half surprised and half annoyed at how that man wouldn't just leave you alone. And somehow, as you were throwing the tantrum, you accidentally liked his profile.

How smooth.

"I was so confused when I got the notification." Jeonghan grins seeing you smile at the memory. "Wanna explain that?" He wiggles his brows. You shove his face away. "Ugh. I just logged into it for fun. I was gonna delete it anyway. Your stupid app matched me with you." Jeonghan feigns hurt. "How could you call it stupid? I'd say it is a very good app because we're a perfect match and now you're my girlfriend." He links his fingers with yours, nuzzling your neck as heat flares through your face.

Girlfriend. Right.

"You wanna tell me why you have a profile on your app? Were you looking for a new sugar baby?" You narrow your gaze at him. Jeonghan's eyes widen. "No! I created my profile long ago, just after I launched it. I mean, I made it so..."

"Mhmm." You hum, snuggling closer to him. "I deleted mine, just so you know. I've already found my sugar daddy."

"Oh? Just a sugar daddy? Not a boyfriend or something?"

"Yeah, that too." Your eyes remain closed as you shrug like it's no big deal making him laugh quietly. "Well, just so you know, I've found my soulmate, lover, girlfriend...whatever they call it." He breathes, pressing a kiss on the corner of your lips. His words make your heart melt and you pout your lips for more kisses but he retreats, a cocky smile on his face as he leaves you hanging. "Now let's clean you up, darling."

"Asshole." You mutter under your breath and a smack lands on your ass making you squeal. You turn your head to see Jeonghan heading for your bathroom, throwing a wink at you. With a love-struck smile, you snuggle back into your bed, listening to Jeonghan hum a tune from the bathroom.

Later, after he has cleaned and dressed you up and put on his clothes, Jeonghan heads out of your bedroom, claiming he has to bond with his brother-in-law. His words and the way he so casually announces them give your stomach butterflies; the thought of a future with Jeonghan making your heart melt.

As you lie in your bed hearing your boyfriend and your brother talk from the other room— thankfully and surprisingly not fight, you reach for your phone and look for Sugar and Spice in the app store. Biting your lip, your hands glide over the keyboard as you type out a review.

Five stars. Highly recommend this app. Started out looking for a sugar daddy but ended up with so much more. Give it a try guys and you just might get lucky like me.

Shutting your phone down, you clutch it to your chest and stare at your ceiling, a wide, goofy grin on your face. For probably the first time in your life you feel so happy, so complete, so at peace. Hearing the muffled laughter of Jeonghan and Chan from the other room warms your heart further, making you feel like everything is okay and it is. Sighing in content, you get up from your bed and step out of your room, joining your brother and your boyfriend as they watch a game on the TV. Jeonghan pulls you next to him and with a shy smile, you snuggle close to him, not before raising a surprised so-you-are-getting-along-with-him brow at your brother who rolls his eyes, muttering something under his breath as he excuses himself to the kitchen.

You get comfortable next to Jeonghan, linking your hands with his, eyes trained on the TV screen as he nuzzles his face in your hair before pressing a kiss on your temple. "I love you," he whispers.

"I love you, too." You smile, holding his hand tighter.

And it doesn't get much better than this.

A/N 2: Funny thing, the day I was writing the scene where Dino says he got the modeling gig was the day when Elle Korea released their recent photoshoot with Dino lol. anyway, if you have any drabble requests regarding this couple then my asks are always open. if you enjoyed this please comment and share!

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[raegingbitch]

Andrew drove back to Palmetto blaring music loud enough to drown out Nicky and his worrying. Neil hadn’t come along with them, but maybe it was just the junkie being too scared to see him sober. Either way Andrew didn’t give a fuck.

When they pulled up to the tower everyone dove out of the car not wanting to spend another second with Andrew and his brooding silence. Andrew slowly made his way back to the dorm. Neil hadn’t wanted to see him and maybe Andrew didn’t want to see him either. Didn’t want to see his face fall when he realized Andrew was a totally different person off the meds.

So Andrew passed right by their room and headed up instead to the roof. He stopped at the edge and leaned over just a bit. Yep, this still did it for him. He sat down and knocked his heels on the side of the building a few times. Andrew lit up a cigarette and took a few drags.

Neil was still on his mind. It was infuriating. Neil was everything Andrew despised wrapped into an angry little 5’3” package. He never wanted to see Neil again, yet he seemed to be waiting for Nail to appear. By now one of the others would have told him they’re back and Neil would put together that he’s on the roof. So Andrew sat and chain-smoked for hours.

When Andrew finally called it it was past midnight. He tossed half a lit cigarette over the edge and stood up. He needed to see Neil. He shouldn’t care, yet it occupied every corner of his mind.

He pushed into the dorm and went straight for the room they shared. The door swung open and Andrew caught sight of Kevin snoring to the side. Neil was not in his bed. In fact, the bed seemed unused. The sheets pressed flat and pillow fluffed as of it had never been used. Andrew froze for a full minute. Neil ran. Of course he did. Andrew left for a second and he was gone. Andrew should have know, rabbits always run.

Andrew should go to bed. This barely affected him. All Neil was to him was a deal to be kept. Yet Andrew found himself shoving Kevin awake anyway.

“What the fuck Andrew” he groaned through still closed eyes.

“Neil.” He said. His tone was bored but if you listened close you could hear the worry.

Kevin’s eyes slid open as he yawned. “Who?”

“Neil. Josten. 5’3”. Big attitude problem. Sleeps over there.” He gestured at Neils abandoned bed.

“Andrew I have no idea what you’re talking about. Nobody else lives here. Not since you kicked Aaron out.”

A pipe dream. He had always thought of Neil as a pipe dream. A side effect of the drugs. A thorn in his side that would disappear when he sobered up. The thought had pleased him, never seeing the annoying junkie again.

But now, the reality is hitting him like concrete after a fifty foot drop. Kevin had already rolled over and started snoring again.

Andrew back away from his bed. Neil Josten. Someone he had seen, heard, touched. Neil who had a smart mouth and the prettiest eyes. Neil who had all too quickly become the most important thing in his life. And he was gone. Even half asleep Kevin couldn’t have forgotten Neil, right?

Andrew tore open the closet, the drawers. He ripped the sheets off Neils bed and checked underneath it. There was no trace of Neil.

He dialed Wymack. “Minyard, do you know what goddamn time it is.”

“Who was the latest recruit?” He hoped Wymack couldn’t hear the desperation in his voice.

“Uh it was that kid from Alabama. Peterson, but he left a few months ago. Why the hell do you care?”

Andrew hung up. Neil did not exist. Andrew on medication had actually made up an entire person. Someone who he hated more than anyone. Someone he wanted more than anyone.

He fled to the roof. He had shared cigarette after cigarette with Neil up here. Shared truth after truth. But it all meant nothing because apparently Andrew had just been talking to himself the whole time.

Andrew was supposed to be numb. Get off the meds and go back to his usual apathetic self. But all he wanted to do was scream. Neil and his dumb mouth which Andrew wanted to punch and kiss all at once. Neil and his stupid exy obsession. Neil. Neil. Neil. But none of it was real. Just a pipe dream his drug addled mind had came up with to deal with his tradgedy of a life.

And if Neil wasn’t real then where the hell did that leave him?

imagine andrew coming off his meds and coming back to palmetto only to realise neil really was a hallucination.

okay now maybe don't-

[destiny-fics]

Thigh Riding-The Boyz 98 Line

[The Boyz '98 Line x GN!Reader]

Genre: Smut

Pairing: The Boyz 98 line x GN!reader (individual blurb for each member)

Warnings: Dom/sub dynamics, thigh riding, sex, degradation, use of the word slut, reader gets called desperate a few times, begging, praise teasing, pet names: baby, sweetheart

Hyung Line 98 Line Maknae Line

Smut under the cut. Minors Do Not Interact

Lee Juyeon:

I feel like Juyeon doesn’t love thigh riding that much.

Like idk he likes it, don't get me wrong. But he's not going to make a whole event about it. It's not his main event.

There are things he'd rather be doing and ways he'd rather please his partner. But, if that's something his partner wants to do, then he'd definitely be down, especially as a type of foreplay.

Really, he's not trying to get his partner to cum, he wants them to cum on his cock. But he is going to try his hardest to have them completely desperate for him and begging for his cock from just grinding a bit on his thigh. Now that he lives for.

Juyeon had this super sweet demeanour about him, but something tells me he'd love his partner a whining, begging, desperate mess on top of him. Just so desperate for his cock that they'll do anything, even grinding back and forth on his thigh. 

And you bet he's going to be giving his partner exactly what they want when they beg enough.

Kevin Moon:

Tbh I don’t see Kevin as the person whose thigh is being ridden. He’s the thigh rider 100% pretty much guaranteed. 

He definitely gets embarrassed about it, but you know he’ll be crawling into his partner's lap, cheeks pink with embarrassment and asking to ride their thigh. And really, what kind of person would you be to deny him that pleasure?

Especially if you’re working on something and haven’t given him attention in a while. He’ll pad up to his significant other, face red and quietly ask if he can ride their thigh. And when they say yes he’ll eagerly straddle their thigh, fully clothed or stripped completely naked, Kevin’s not too picky about it really, and get going.

I think once he’s actually riding his partner’s thigh all his embarrassment goes out the window and he’s the sexy, confident Kevin we all know and love. 

You had work to do and let him ride your thigh because he was being needy? Well you can forget about whatever work you were doing because Kevin is going to be such a huge distraction. Moaning and whining loudly, nipping and sucking at your neck, erection bumping into your stomach and thigh. 

His aim is absolutely to cum and then have you fuck him, or fuck you himself, whichever works. So he’s going to be doing his best to completely rile you up, make you as equally as desperate for him as he is for you. 

And it’s absolutely going to work, because how can it not? It’s Kevin. And you’d do literally anything to make him happy, especially when he looks so pretty making himself a mess on top of you. 

Choi Chanhee:

Another one that’s usually doing the thigh riding as opposed to being the one having his thigh ridden.

But unlike Kevin, Chanhee has no shame from the get go. His partner is going to know exactly what he wants and you bet Chanhee is going to get it.

He also strikes me as a ‘sitting in his partner’s lap while they make out’ kind of guy, so the thigh riding mostly and usually starts from there. Like, when things get a bit more intense, you can bet Chanhee is climbing into his partner’s lap to straddle their thigh.

I will not hear any different, but Chanhee has some of the prettiest moans ever, especially when he’s extremely worked up and I feel like thigh riding would give him the right amount of pleasure to pull those really pretty, super worked up moans from him. 

I feel like thigh riding with Chanhee doesn’t happen often, just because there are other things he’d rather be doing that would get the both of you off at the same time and he definitely wants you to get off while he is.

I’m not exactly sure what the general consensus about Chanhee in bed is, but I feel like he’s a very reciprocal lover. He wants his partner to get as much pleasure out of what’s happening to him as he is. So like, it’s not his most favourite thing ever, but he definitely still enjoys it. 

He’s definitely a tease when his partner’s on his thigh though. He puts on his most expensive pair of pants (which knowing Chanhee is every pair) just so he can say something about the wet spot created by your desperation for him. He loves the wet spots though and you know he does, he just complains and scolds because he knows you like the teasing just as much as when he praises you. 

He’d coo at you and guide your hips over his thigh and sigh when he feels the wetness of you seeping through the expensive material of his pants.

“Baby, you’re gonna ruin my pants.”

Then when you pant out a small sorry, he’d smile and kiss your forehead while encouraging you to speed up.

“That’s okay sweetheart. You know I like the mess you leave on me.”

Ji Changmin:

The fucking devil reincarnate this man is. You think Hyunjae’s bad, this bitch is so much worse.

I say bitch in the most loving way possible bc even though I adore him and he's my ult of ults, he is a little shit

And he would live to tease, especially when you’re, in his words, “So desperate to get off that you have to use his thigh.”

He loves it. He’d sit there fully clothed and not touch you while you grind yourself against his thigh. Sometimes he wouldn’t even look at you as you do it, but eventually, after a couple of soft, sad whimpers from you, and your nose gently nudging at his cheek, he’d crumble and have to look at you. 

Listen, he might be a little shit, but he’s not completely heartless and he absolutely adores you and how good you are for him.

Like, he looks at you like you hung the moon in the sky and even though he gets off on watching you squirm and try to impress him, even though he’s always impressed by you, he also gets off on watching you fall apart.

On watching you be so, so desperate and needy that you can’t wait for him to undress and give you his cock. So needy that you have to use his thigh to get off. 

And you know he’s giving out the perfect mix of degradation and praise.

“My pretty little slut, so needy for me.”

“Look so gorgeous, all desperate like this, gonna make a mess on my thigh? Gonna make a mess on me?”

“Maybe I’ll give you my cock after. Good babys deserve rewards right?”

And you are his good baby. You’re always his good baby. No matter what. And he loves the way you look so desperate no matter if you’re underneath or on top of him.

Once you’ve cum on his thigh, because best believe he is going to make you cum on his thigh, sometimes multiple times. He’ll grin up at you before flipping you over so that you’re underneath him.

“I think it’s time for your reward now, what do you say?”

You’re not going to be able to walk the next morning, Changmin is making sure of that.

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