#monsta x got your number

[apencilandpen]

when you realize it ain’t him that’s on your mind, baby...

[jae-bummer]

The Intervention

Prompt: Hi ✨ I just found your blog and I'm reading through My Idol s2 after finishing s1. It's so much fun! Can I request prompt #16 with Monsta X?

16) Going out to dinner with your bias group and it is growing increasingly obvious that someone at the table has a crush.

Pairing: Monsta X SURPRISE x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Song rec as you read: Got My Number - Monsta X

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"Y/N," Hyungwon said solemnly, guiding you toward a seat. "I didn't want to be the one to say this, but-"

"I'll say it," Changkyun gasped. "We hate your boyfriend. This is an intervention."

"I-" you paused, your mouth falling open as you actually took in Changkyun's words. "You what?"

Hyungwon pushed you into the chair and patted you lightly on the shoulder. "Let's get you a drink."

"Hold on," you said furrowing your brows. "What do you mean you hate Jun? You said you liked Jun!"

"We lied," Kihyun said shortly, shoving a complimentary chip covered in salsa into his mouth. "Next question."

"So...you brought me...to a restaurant...to tell me you hate my boyfriend?" you hissed, trying to tap down your annoyance.

"We thought it was best to pick a public place," Jooheon nodded. "So there wouldn't be a scene."

"This isn't real," you grumbled. "You ambushed me."

"They'll have a strawberry margarita," Minhyuk confirmed from your left as the waiter reappeared. "Sugar instead of salt, probably best if you make it a double."

"And a water," Kihyun piped in. "You should stay hydrated."

"Thanks," you managed, teeth barred. "So considerate of you."

"I thought so," Kihyun hummed with an award winning smile. "Salsa?"

Shaking your head, you heaved a sigh. "What exactly do you not like?"

"Oh, ripping the band-aid right off then, okay," Changkyun said, straightening. "Well, first off, he's fucking weird."

"Oh, if that's not the pot calling the kettle black," you muttered.

"No, I'm weird in a quirky, artistic way," Changkyun insisted. "He's weird in a, I wonder if there's a woman being held captive in his basement, type of way."

Your eyes widened. "What is that even supposed to mean?"

"I thought it was fairly clear," Changkyun huffed.

"Shownu," Minhyuk said, poking the leader of their small gang of bullies. "Are you going to contribute anything?"

Shownu looked up from the menu, a bit lost. "Have you noticed that he smells mildly like kimchi? But like...not in a good way?"

"Okay, I'm leaving," you snapped, slowly sliding your chair away from the table, only for Hyungwon to catch the back and hold you in place.

"Nope," he said, shaking his head. "You're not allowed to leave until you hear our solution."

"Before there is any type of solution," you hissed. "I'm going to need some valid reasons for why I should not be dating him."

The silence around you grew heavy. It seemed like none of them wanted to break the news to you.

Taking a deep breath, Minhyuk took your hands into his. "Y/N, love, you don't even like him."

You opened your mouth only to close it again. He wasn't entirely wrong. Jun was not the easiest person to be with and he was a bit odd. In general, you had fun with him, but there wasn't a whole lot past that surface level.

"I'm happy!" you found yourself arguing nonetheless. "I'm totally happy!"

Minhyuk quirked a brow.

"It's fine," you grimaced. "Totally could get better in time."

"I know you've only been dating for like five minutes," Kihyun sighed, crossing his arms. "But it may be best to cut your losses."

"Why do you guys care?" you groaned. "You haven't interfered before!"

"That you know of," Hyungwon muttered. Spinning around in the opposite direction, you eyed him.

"Don't look at me!" he gasped, shooting a look toward Changkyun.

You directed your gaze toward the youngest man.

Making a point to look away, he cleared his throat. "There may have been that one time."

"Changkyun," you whispered, using his name as a warning.

"It was for the greater good!" he gasped. "I promise."

"And what exactly is this greater good? And who was it?!"

"Well, if you insist on getting the truth today," he muttered, crossing his arms. "One of us-"

"We just want to see you happy," Jooheon cut in, giving his fellow rapper an elbow to the side.

You furrowed your brows. "But-"

"Which brings us to our solution!" Hyungwon chirped happily. "Minhyuk, if you will?"

"So our solution," Minhyuk said, radiating excitement about their master plan.

"You date one of us," Changkyun interrupted, nodded proudly.

"What?" you croaked.

Looking to each boy in turn, they all wore proud expressions, as if this was the best possible idea you could be presented with.

"I'm sorry," you groaned. "I think I just hallucinated."

"Kihyun was the first to volunteer," Minhyuk nodded. "But honestly, a few of us are willing to step up."

Your focus switched over to the boy in question, the tips of his ears a bright red.

"Not in any kind of permanent sense," Jooheon rushed out. "Just enough to create the ruse of a love triangle and give you reason to break up with the guy."

"I dunno," Shownu managed around a mouth full of food. "I think Kihyun thought it was in a permanent sense."

"No," Kihyun chirped. "I mean - If it were - I mean - I"

"I also volunteered," Changkyun nodded. "But so did Hyungwon and if you want to really make a guy feel bad about himself, you should leave him for Hyungwon."

"He is the ideal physical specimen," Minhyuk nodded solemnly.

"And I'm not?!" Kihyun gasped, a hand on his chest. "I think I'm incredibly easy on the eyes."

"Obviously you're good looking and approachable enough to become an idol, but -"

"End the sentence there please," Kihyun snapped.

You sat in stunned silence.

"Y/N?" Kihyun asked, unfurrowing his brows as he looked to you. His eyes softened. "Are you okay?"

"I'm not fake dating one of you," you snapped. "That's-"

"Then real date one of us," Jooheon said simply.

Maybe you were slow on the uptake. "Huh?"

"Real date one of us," Minhyuk repeated. His eyes swept from Hyungwon to Kihyun and then finally landed on Changkyun.

"You say that like it's the easiest thing in the world," you exhaled.

"Isn't it?" Changkyun said quietly, avoiding eye contact. "I know...one of us..."

The room suddenly felt much too small and the air much too thick. You could tell that the guys were speaking to you, but you couldn't hear a word.

Okay, so maybe you were on board with breaking up with Jun. You recognized that if it took this small of an argument for you to consider it, it likely wasn't meant to be in the first place, but...

Date one of them? One of your best friends? Changkyun alluded to someone in the group having a crush on you for some time, so how did you not see it? Did you just ignore the signs all of these years?

How could you date one of the monstas without the fear of something going wrong and messing up the whole group dynamic? No, it was much safer being totally platonic.

"I can't," you broke through your thoughts. "I'm...I'm sorry guys."

Before anyone could stop you, you pushed away from the table and slid around Hyungwon. His narrow frame attempted to block your exit, but you managed to sidestep away. While heading toward the door, you couldn't ignore the sound of breaking glass behind you.

The waiter had finally returned with your drink...just when the boys had surged forward to follow you.

Well, shit.

Unsure if you were going to laugh or cry, you made the safe choice to continue outside in case it was the latter. Turning the corner, you nestled yourself in an alley between the restaurant and the shop next door. Heaving in deep breaths as if you had been drowning, you leaned against the cool brick building. The cold cut through the thin fabric of your top, causing you to shiver.

"Y/N!" you heard several voices call. "Y/N?"

Closing your eyes, you tried to focus on your breathing. They would find you and then what?

"Y/N," a familiar voice huffed, relief evident in its tone.

Peeking out of one eye, then the other, you slowly tilted your face up to address a margarita-red and dripping Kihyun.

"Hey," you said softly, feeling a smirk tug at the corner of your lips. He looked ridiculous.

"You can laugh," he grinned. "Our waiter has exquisite timing."

"Apparently," you chuckled, shaking your head. This whole thing was insanity.

"Y/N," he sighed, the grin on his face replaced with a stern expression. "None of us wanted to pressure you. Usually when we bring up an idea you don't like, you shut us down, tell us we're idiots, and we all go about our day. Why was this any different?"

"Because this wasn't a plan to skydive in our underwear," you muttered. "This was me DATING one of you."

Kihyun winced. "Well, when you put it like that."

"Yeah," you grumbled. "See where I'm coming from?"

After a few moments of silence, Kihyun pursed his lips. "You could've said you don't have feelings for me. It would have sucked, but I would've been able to take it."

Your attention shot back to his face. "I'm sorry, did I miss a chapter?"

"I...I thought," he trailed, tilting his head as his brow furrowed. "I thought Changkyun and Shownu's comments made it pretty obvious-"

"No!" you gasped. "At no time during that lunch did I assume it was you, Ki."

"Oh," he chirped, his face turning a nice shade of pink. "Well...uh...in that case...um...disregard all of that?"

It was Kihyun. Kihyun had a crush on you, and you had never seen it...

You tried to go into your brain's way back machine and think back to any intimate moments the two of you had shared. Sure, you had cuddled a time or two on a movie night, but which of them hadn't you cuddled at this point? He teased you, he made sure you were taken care of, and he cooked for you constantly. You thought he was just being nice.

Glancing toward Kihyun, you considered him - like, really, considered him. He was absolutely adorable, you had always known that. It was the way the tips of his ears turned red when he was embarrassed. Or the way when he smiled, his cheeks dented a little bit with unique laugh lines you had never seen before. Or maybe it was his smile itself that was so refreshing. Earning a smile from him was better than any compliment you could receive.

It was more than possible to fall in love with him and the fact that it had snuck up on you like this...was terrifying.

"Okay," you said quietly, nodding more to yourself than to him.

"Okay?" he asked. "We're good?"

"Yes," you hummed, still trying to parse out your thoughts. "I mean no, I mean...yes we are good, but no, not in that way."

He crossed his arms. "Explain."

"Okay," you said simply. "Let's do this."

"Do what...exactly?"

"Date," you nodded. "But if you mess this up Yoo Kihyun, you do not get our friends in the breakup."

"Guess we just won't break up then." he said, a smile now fighting to overtake his lips. "But Y/N...just one thing?"

"Hm?"

"You should probably break up with your boyfriend first."

[wonwoosthetic]

Amour-Haine & Co. | Chapter 17 |

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warnings – SMUT hehe, cursing, explicit fight scene at the beginning, mentions of blood and death

word count – 13k

A/N: for making you guys wait for way too long, I wanted to give you some more smut FINALLY🫶🏼 ˙ᵕ˙ of course, thank you for the continuous patience while I make my way through uni and tumblr and I hope you enjoy this series as we take it further and further <3

"We've been here once before, right?"

With one last huff, Shownu dropped the limp body of the man he had been punching only seconds ago. The white dress shirt now covered in blood, stuck to his body as he adjusted the sleeves. With the hand he had used to cause the damage surrounding him, he wiped his mouth and spat on the floor.

Bodies were scattered all over the club floor, which was usually filled with dancing feet and people drinking and celebrating. Only a few moments ago, music was playing, drinks were being shared, couples were making out, and just within a split second, everything stopped. And it all started with a woman and two men, that suddenly turned into an entire troupe with no trace of her.

The men of Monsta X stood at different points within the room, now looking at the mess they created. Heavy breathing filled the space, coughing coming from each corner. The lights were still dimmed, just like they would be on any other day, the soft red beams striking the walls.

"What the fuck just happened?!" The panicked voice of Changkyun, the newest and youngest member of Seoul's most notorious gang, echoed through the club.

With a low chuckle, the leader lifted his head, his eyes immediately scanning the men in front of him - the other group they had decided to trust merely a few weeks ago. All were breathing harshly, gazing at the ground in almost horror. Shownu's glare fixated on one person in particular.

"Yeah, Jeon." Wonwoo looked up, the cold look meeting his. "What the fuck just happened."

The SVT men's heads shot to the guy they considered their leader. The man that had brought them to where they were then and now. But he just gently shook his head, his palms open as he pointed with them to his surrounding.

"These are your enemies Son, not mine."

Shownu took one step closer, his leg lifting to cross the body ahead of him. "Then explain to me how they got in here. You really think I'd leave my doors open for my own enemies."

Everyone knew what he was indicating. They all knew it from the beginning. 

The whole vision of Monsta X and SVT working together came out of thin air almost. It was Wonwoo's idea. Of course, it was. He wanted to do right what his father did wrong. And number one on the list longer than his lifeline was to fix the relationship between the long-lasting rivalry between the Sons and the Jeons. What started off with a purely business idea had turned into gang work decades ago. Each leader brought their family into it, and if you were the son of said man, you would be the next in line to lead a future team. No questions. 

It had been Wonwoo's biggest nightmare. It had haunted him all throughout his childhood, up until the day he was officially assigned to the position he had been trying to avoid his entire life. But with a new generation came new connections and new leaders in line. Wonwoo had hoped Shownu would accept his offer and attempt to fix their families' rivalry instead of trying to bury each other six feet under.

It all had been going well up until that night because what goes around, comes around and Wonwoo had learned that the hard way.

"Look," he spoke up. "I don't know what you think of me, and I honestly don't care. But I couldn't give less of an interest in these guys when I was just trying to work with you, alright?" He tilted his head in a slightly demeaning way. "So maybe you should start looking for a wolf in sheep's clothing."

If the breathing of each man in the room hadn't been so unbearably loud, you would've felt the immediate change of atmosphere in the shared space. Wonwoo should've regretted the words he had just let fall from his lips, but he didn't. He couldn't. Mingyu dreaded getting closer to his leader, his best friend but knew better and stayed in the back, covering the other members he considered family.

Shownu's hands found their way into his pockets as he casually took a few more forward, his broad shoulders chilling along with with his body. His tongue glided over his teeth. "Are you trying to set me up against my own men?"

"I'm not trying to set you up against anyone. I'm only giving you possibilities." Wonwoo shrugged. He didn't budge. Not with each step the other leader got closer to him. Not even a little bit.

Shownu continued until the two men were nose to nose in front of each other, glaring into their souls. He gave the other man a quick up-and-down look before opening his mouth.

"Vernon." He got the attention of the, back then, youngest that had stayed back in a different room, only joining the other men once he heard the dead silence. "Start cleaning up the mess." Meaning the corpses on the floor. The blood splashes on the tiles would come later.

The youngster gulped, looking around the room, trying to lock eyes with one of his friends, begging for help, but all they did was copy his facial expression. Wonwoo's scoff reached their ear.

"Ehm," Vernon cleared his throat. He started nodding hesitantly, glancing at each body. "Yeah, yeah... I'll... do that." Just as he was about to bend down, his leader's deep voice bounced off the walls.

"Vernon," still staring at Shownu, no blink shared between them. "Don't you dare even lift a finger."

The older guy raised his left eyebrow. "Now, suddenly you're the one giving orders?"

"They listen to me. They're not one of your maids." Wonwoo spat back.

Shownu chuckled, looking around the room, almost finding humour in the situation. "And here I thought we would finally become one, but no, the Jeon ego just always gets in the way." Looking down at the floor, he kicked one of the bodies to give him more space. His arms were crossed in front of his chest. His glare fell back on Wonwoo. "You know, I had my doubts, Jeon. I really did. But here you waltzed in with your cute little entourage of businessmen wannabe gangsters, begging for forgiveness for all the shit your ancestors did, and I almost wanted to believe you. Almost. And then pull this shit here." He opened his arms widely, welcoming the mess around him.

"I said it before, I'll say it again. I have nothing to do with what happened here." SVT's leader pulled his sleeves up higher from where they fell down during his fight with one of the guys that attacked him in the scene that happened only a few minutes ago. "But you know," he took a deep breath, "It's always difficult trusting new people." His eyes fell on the newest and youngest addition of Monsta X. A person he considered a past friend, now long forgotten.

"And here you go doubting my men again." With quick strokes, Shownu was at arm's length of Wonwoo. "I'd better watch my mouth if I were you and want to keep living my life, Jeon. Or imma end it real quick for you."

Wonwoo casually put his hands into his pocket, sighing in boredom. "You can keep your trust issues to yourself, Son. I don't want to have anything to do with that."

Shownu squinted his eyes at the younger man before erupting in laughter, scaring not only the men on the other side but his own as well. Madness wasn't a level the leader had reached yet. But maybe the time had come. 

"You know, you truly are just like your father. Just... utterly intolerable.-"

"I'm sorry, what did you just say?" Wonwoo's facial expression changed within less than a second. His eyes glared holes into the man in front of him, his mouth slightly agape.

A low chuckle shook Shownu's body. "First blind, and now he's also turning deaf," glancing at his members that joined in on the humourous reaction, before turning back to Wonwoo, who still kept his nose up high. "I said, you're exactly like your father. So you better bet-" And that's when the first fist flew. Wonwoo's knuckles clashed against the other man's jaw, a crack coming from the impact, but who got hurt more was unknown.

Shownu couldn't help but to stumbled back slightly, his fingers grazing over the burning bruise forming on his skin. He just had to chuckle.

"Struck a nerve?"

"I don't think I should be the one keeping my mouth shut."

Shownu straightened his back followed by cracking his neck by moving his head from side to side. "You really want to go separate ways like this?"

Wonwoo shrugged. "I think you'd enjoy that."

Monsta X's leader nodded, "Oh, you better I'm gonna enjoy this." Before crossing the floor to let his fist collide with Wonwoo's stomach. He was quick to catch himself from stumbling too much, reaching out to grab the man's collar, pulling him in closer, only to send him crashing against the bar counter.

That's all it took for the other men of the gang to go up against Wonwoo's group, running towards them individually, preparing themselves to follow their leaders into another fight when they had only just won one.

Minhyuk got a hold of Dokyeom, throwing him onto the floor quickly, but the younger man managed to pull him down with him. 

Kihyun didn't see Hoshi, who had snuck up behind him, his arm circling around his throat to cut off the air, causing the Monsta X member to choke loudly before knocking both of them back into the wall, earning a grunt from Hoshi.

Hyungwon got rid of his jacket to wrap it around Seungkwan's wrists skillfully, pulling the younger one closer to him and twisting his arms around to his back, getting a cry out of pain in return.

The grunt reached Mingyu's ear, making him run towards the duo, only to be stopped when Wonho bumped into him as S.Coups had punched his face, involving now also the tallest member even though he just wanted to get the second youngest of the group, who had now managed to free himself and turned the fight around. Changykun was close by when his eyes found his member fighting off the eldest and the tallest members of SVT, alerting him. He snatched a glass off one of the small tables, taking it along with him. Right as he showed up behind Mingyu, he smashed the glass against his head before getting a hold of his dress shirt and dragging him off his fellow member.

Wonwoo and Shownu had gotten their own space behind the bar, earning punch after punch from each other, interrupted by a few bottles being thrown or kicks to the legs.

Huffs, grunts, moans in pain, and cracking bones were the only sounds filling the club that usually only housed music and skin-against-skin slapping during sexual encounters.

If the space didn't already look messy enough from the party before, it now seemed more than just destroyed. Glass pieces decorated the floor and bodies, the suit jackets the men had worn before were scattered on different furniture and sticky fluids covered all possible surfaces.

Shownu managed to get a hold of Wonwoo's thick set of hair, holding his head up against his, his low voice ringing through his ear.

"You're a fucking rat, Jeon. Not a bit better than your father. You're the same asshole he was and will forever be exactly just that." With full force, he pushed the younger man's head against the bar countertop. He kept pressing down while Wonwoo wiggled around, trying to get out of the situation. He was about to kick back, hoping to hit his kneecap when the pressure against the side of his skull lifted. With a quick push, he was back up on his feed, watching what had happened. He found Vernon, standing behind Shownu, a pole in his hand, with which he must've hit the Monsta X leader as he was holding the back of his head, glaring at the youngest.

Wonwoo took the chance to snap off the metal hose that was connected to a beer chug underneath the counter. Just as Shownu was about to connect his fist with Vernon's face, SVT's leader wrapped the house around the older man's neck, pulling him up against his chest. Wonwoo tightened it as much as possible, hoping to knock the other man out when Shownu smacked his head back against Wonwoo's forehead, making him lose the grip on the hose. With a quick move, Shownu got a hold of the younger one's shirt and lifted him slightly, only to throw him over the bar counter. Wonwoo's back hit the floor, making him grunt out loud as he felt the tiniest splinters of glass boring his skin.

He knew he had to get up quickly, no matter how much pain he was in. His head was throbbing, there was a continuous ringing in his ear, and his glasses were God knows where at this point - he cursed whoever was up there for his terrible eyesight. He could feel the blood trickling down his back and hands as he got up, his jaw feeling swollen, and his left eye was almost glued together from the blood that had already started to dry out.

Shownu came around the corner, spitting out a tooth onto the floor as his gaze was back on his rival. He watched the man come back to his feet. The action made him chuckle.

"You better not die on my floor."

Wonwoo glared at him. "You wish. A Jeon's corpse in your club must be like Christmas to you."

His comment made Shownu smirk. "You know me too well." Before running up to the younger man again, raising his fist. Wonwoo was quick to react and duck out of the way, snatching a knife he saw earlier from the countertop, only to jam it into the older one's shoulder. He cried out in pain, stumbling forward as he tried to reach for it, but it was stuck in a place he couldn't reach. He turned around in anger, his face burning red. Shownu was met with a gun pointed directly at him. 

"Who would've thought Jeon Wonwoo carries a gun with him," he choked out, slight amusement concealing his voice.

Wonwoo shook his head, his breathing still harsh as he tried not to fall to the ground. "It's not mine."

That's when Shownu noticed the sudden silence in the room. Ahead of him was Seungkwan laying on the ground, Hyungwon right next to him, his own gun pointed at Wonwoo. Wonho was knocked out on the floor with S.Coups and Mingyu sitting on one of the blood-covered couches, Changkyun right underneath Mingyu's foot, begging for air.

Hoshi was coming closer to the leading duo, Kihyun's gun now in Hoshi's hands as he held it right against his rival's temple with his other arm tight around his throat.

Everything was quiet when a painful cough echoed through the room. Through a door, that was now flat on the floor, came Dokyeom crawling on his knees while Minhyuk pushed him further with his foot. Wonwoo locked eyes with his member, who glanced at his leader in despair and embarrassment. He nodded at the younger member to reassure him before directing his attention back to his rival.

The gun was still pointing directly at Shownu, who had decided to stay still on the floor, but he chuckled with a salty undertone.

"So you want a Son's corpse in this club?"

Wonwoo shook his head, lowering the gun in his hand. "I don't want you dead. I don't need any blood on my hands."

"Look around you. Look at what you did, Jeon." The Monsta X leader tried to trick him.

"These guys are passed out for good, but not dead." His statement earned him a look of confusion from Shownu, so he continued, "I teach my men how to fight. Not how to kill." He dropped the gun and threw it towards the leader on the floor before turning around, only to get stopped when the older man got up. He told the other members to lower their weapons with a quick hand move.

"You're still a rat." Wonwoo turned around one last time at the sudden comment. "I should've listened to my father. Don't trust a Jeon. Never trust a Jeon."

He got a nod from SVT's leader in return, who exchanged glances with his guys, making them stand up as Mingyu rushed over to help Dokyeom up from the floor.

With a quick glance at Shownu, he bid his goodbye. "Well. From now on, you won't have to anymore." And started walking towards the door, the other members in trail close behind him. He couldn't help but to let out the last comment that kept tickling his tongue before exiting through the front door. "You better start cleaning up the mess if you want the club to re-open tomorrow."

Outside, each man was finally able to breathe in the fresh air, sounding like men starved from breathing for a decade as they enjoyed the night breeze that struck their bruised skin. Wonwoo immediately started looking around for the youngest member. He quickly found his silhouette sitting on the side of the pavement, a cigarette dangling between his lips. Right next to him, was the limp body of the security guard that had let them in about two hours ago. The sight made the leader almost chuckle.

"How's the guy?" He asked the youngster, who had turned around, nudging his head towards the buff man on the floor.

Vernon puffed out the last bit of his cigarette. "Knocked out pretty good. He won't remember any of this in a few hours."

Wonwoo nodded, "Good," and patted the shoulder of the younger member, giving him a quick glance. "Well done."

"Thanks, boss."

-

Not even letting anyone else interrupt, the man, apparently called Shownu, continued right after he brushed off the two women on each side of him, followed by his colleagues doing the same thing. "I see you replaced your little entourage with something much much more beautiful. Hey." His eyes were fixed on your form, noticing how you had tried to hide half of your body behind the CEO's frame.

"I'm more important than her right now, Son," Wonwoo's deep voice sliced the room while you watched the women awkwardly jogging out of the room.

The other man scoffed, exchanging amused glances with his friends before locking eyes with you again. "Well, how dare you say something like that about such a beauty. What's your name, darling?"

"I swear-"

"You should've brought the other guys if you didn't want me to talk to her, Jeon." Shownu cut off Wonwoo right away. His legs were still wide, his back relaxed against the back of the couch, the other men in similar poses.

A low chuckle came from the one on the right. "He knew they wouldn't survive another visit."

"You weren't even here the last time, so shut your fucking mouth, Jooheon," Wonwoo snapped at him. He jumped up from the couch immediately, ready to rush over to the two of you, when his leader stopped him.

"Boys, boys, calm down." He stood up with a grunt, taking two steps forward. His right hand held onto the wrist of his other one, giving a clear stance of power as he gave you another look that ran up and down your body, shooting a cold shiver through your body. "I'm sure Sir Jeon Wonwoo right here is smarter than that, right? Like you said, it would just make a terrible mess, wouldn't it?"

Not getting a verbal answer in return, was enough for him to continue. "Well then." He clapped his hands, rubbing them together. "Let's not play around and cut to the chase, huh?" His eyes met Wonwoo's cold glare. "Why the fuck do I have your feet on my ground again? And more importantly-" Before bending down to the side slightly to find you. "What is a lady like you doing in a hellhouse like this?" 

Uncontrollably, you lifted your hand to touch Wonwoo's back, hooking your fingers into the small belt thing in the back of his suit jacket. Wonwoo knew better than to spit at Shownu again, but he could also feel the fear radiating off your body, making him change his stance just slightly, hoping it would go unnoticed by his rival. Of course, it didn't.

With a bright smile, the other man opposite you took a step to the side, extending his arm to point at the seating arrangement behind him.

"Please." All while keeping his eyes on you. You tried to look away, tried breaking the intense contact he held with you, but it seemed almost impossible.

In the first second, your brain didn't want to understand what he was proposing, but you quickly caught onto it, shaking your head softly in response. Opening your mouth, your voice seemed so much smaller than you had wanted to. It was bound to happen, in a room as big as that, surrounded by men with their physiques.

You gently raised a hand. "I... I'm good."

Shownu stood back straight, raising one eyebrow. "I wasn't asking, darling."

All while Wonwoo was unresponsive. No change in posture, no noticeable uneven breathing. Not even a clenched fist. It seemed as if he almost didn't care about his possible biggest rival inviting the woman behind him to come closer. You let your eyes travel to the side, hoping to catch a glimpse of him looking down at you, letting you know what to do, but the CEO continued to keep his head up high, glaring at the man in front of the two of you.

With each passing second spent in unbearable silence, Shownu got more and more impatient, slowly but surely also rubbing off on the other men of his in the room as they sat forward, their arms resting on their upper thighs.

Deciding that keeping that man waiting any longer couldn't result in anything good, you dared to make your left foot step forward. You didn't even get to finish it before Wonwoo's body was quickly in front of you, hiding your entire frame behind his shoulders.

You heard Shownu sigh. "Move, Jeon."

He shook his head in return as his hand moved behind his back, showing you his palm. You were unsure if it was an act of courtesy or if he wanted you to place yours in his palm, so you just continued standing still. One glance behind you let you know that the security men were just as unamused about you two being there as the owners of the club.

"She has nothing to do with this. I'm here-"

"You know the rules, Won." A different voice suddenly spoke up. The man on the left side of the couch decided to speak up, using a nickname you hadn't even heard coming from Mingyu. Ever.

Noticing his fingertips moving, you looked down and found them extended as if waiting for something to hold onto. You hesitated at first but once you saw him clearly indicating you to place your hand in his, you did as asked. With one swift but surprising move, you were pulled right next to him, almost making you gasp. Looking up to your right, the side profile of the CEO glanced at you. You could see him eyeing you from the corner of his eye as he nodded, hoping to assure you of whatever was to come next. Your head turned to Shownu, who just kept a smug smile on his lips, eyeing you up and down the entire time. As if your outfit wasn't uncomfortable enough for you already, you now wished to rip it off your body and hide your figure in the biggest, longest, and thickest robe the world had ever seen.

With each step you took closer to the bad guy in the situation, your heart let you know just how bad of an idea it actually was. You had already had to let go of Wonwoo's hand, which you noticed only freed you hesitantly, keeping a tight grip on you until the very last second. There was one more step up separating you and the other men. While it did feel like a good and protective barrier, even though it would most definitely be the last thing keeping them away from you, you didn't get to appreciate it for as long as you would've liked to as a hand reached out for you. Looking up, you were once again met with brown eyes radiating anything but comfort. They were just as dark as Wonwoo's but yet so different. You had never been afraid of the man behind you, not even for a second. Intimated, of course, for obvious reasons, but his eyes always wrapped a cloak of comfort and protection around you while the two eyes now in front of you were clearly telling your body to run. Run and hide. Don't get closer. But you were very well aware that that wasn't an option at that moment.

Your shaky hand lifted to meet his palm, helping you up to the podium where you were now alone with the three men. Shownu's rough hands found their way to your hips, freezing your body even though they were much warmer than expected. He turned you around to face the room.

Now you understood where his confidence came from. Standing up there, you clearly felt more elevated than everyone else in the room. Better than anybody that even dared to enter this hole of a hell.

With a deep breath, you hoped to shake off the frightening feeling of the unknown as you glanced at Wonwoo, hoping to find some form of stability through him. He had hidden his hands in his pocket, carefully analyzing each man on the left and right, quickly regretting not coming up with a secret code between the two of you. He should've seen this coming. He knew the moment you'd step foot into that club, he was gonna lose the hold on you at some point, but he had prayed it wouldn't actually happen.

"Are you ready to listen to me now?" His voice was laced with slight annoyance. Shownu's hands left your hips, giving you time to breathe freely, but only for a second before you felt his hot breath against your ear. 

He extended one finger in Wonwoo's direction. "Let me enjoy this here first." 

You wanted to lock eyes with the man standing only a few feet away from you, but he didn't even dare. He had broken a promise he made to himself, and he couldn't even look at you. As annoyed as you wanted to be, the lips by the side of your head were too distracting, followed by the calloused fingertips running over your collarbone.

"Now onto you, beautiful," he whispered, making you close your eyes as you prayed to whoever was up there to just make it stop. "What's your name?"

"Y/N." You shot out. Of course, you could've lied. You should've lied. You noticed it quickly by Wonwoo's reaction, but in a fight-or-flight situation, lying wasn't going to be your strength.

He hummed into your ear, that almost sounded like a groan. His fingers danced around your shoulders, coming to a halt at the straps of your outfit. You wanted to call it a dress, but it was barely that. With one move, Shownu was suddenly behind you, his lips now close to your neck.

"You know, you're wearing quite the outfit here." His fingers hooked underneath your strap, to which your body immediately reacted by straightening and lifting your shoulders to stop him from what you thought would probably come next. "A bit too much for my liking." Without a warning and unfazed by your reaction, he pulled the right strap down.

"Son, I swear to-" Wonwoo's harsh voice hit your ear. You saw him take one step forward but he was quickly stopped by your sudden gasp echoing through the room once you felt cold metal meeting your lower back. Before anyone could react, you heard guns reloading and quickly realised what was being held against your skin. You closed your eyes.

"You swear to God what, Jeon? Huh? Be smart now." Shownu didn't show any sign of remorse. He wasn't going to be the one the back down from this.

Wonwoo raised his hands in defence, eyeing the other men who had raised their guns to point them at him. "I came here to talk to you. I don't wanna start anything."

"Who is she?" The older man nodded at you. "To you."

A sigh came from the CEO. "My partner." His comment made you look at him.

Shownu suddenly laughing out loud caught you off guard. "Yeah, right." His rough fingers graced your jaw and down your neck. "You really think I'd believe you bringing your own bitch here?" He chuckled again and took back the metal against your back as he rounded you to stand to your right again. "I mean, I must give it to you. You played the part of protective boyfriend pretty fucking well, but I know you better than that, Jeon. You can't fool me." And just when you thought you were out of the line of fire, he raised the gun again, close, yet not touching, to your temple. Your breathing cut off immediately. Something in your body stopped you from crying because God, you just wanted to start weeping.

"Business partner," Wonwoo quickly told him. "We work together."

Shownu raised one eyebrow as he chuckled. "No shit." He lowered the gun again, letting you let out the breath you were holding. "What kind of business?"

"Not the business you're thinking of. I told you I'm out of that." The CEO explained. "I bought a company."

"I know that. You don't think I watch the news, idiot?" His question made Wonwoo almost roll his eyes, but he knew to hold himself back.

"She used to work there, now she's COO."

A silence fell over the room. Glancing to the side, you found Shownu, looking straight ahead, his eyebrows slightly scrunched as he turned to glare at you, a smirk forming on his lips as soon as your eyes met.

"Yoon Y/N." Hearing your name fall from his lips made you gulp.

"Wow," he laughed and directed his attention back to Wonwoo. "You took Sungho's company and his little princess? You are cold-hearted, Jeon." After a look up and down your body, he licked his lips. "He used to keep her so hidden, and you're out here, showing her off like the price that she is. I taught you well." Listening to them speak as if you weren't even in the room with them made you want to accept the offer of squeezing out the eyes of every man in the room.

"You didn't teach me shit." Wonwoo gained back the confidence he usually holds himself up with once no gun in the room was pointed at him or you again. He knew very well what he could and could not do in each situation, having studied the rival group for years. When no snarky remark came in response, he continued with a sigh. "Now are you finally ready to listen to me?"

By now, you had brought the strap of your outfit back up on your shoulder, hiding your body behind your crossed arms once again, hoping and praying to escape from this place as quickly as possible.

Shownu let a small laugh tumble from his lips. "You must be pretty damn desperate to come to me."

He didn't need an answer. It seemed like everyone in the room already knew. No one in their right mind would even dare to set foot in this building if not desperately needed.

Yet, Wonwoo gave in with a nod.

-

"That Park fucker, I swear to God," Shownu leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees, his fingers running through his hair.

After shooing every single person out of the room, he got situated back onto the couch, Wonwoo taking a seat to his right at the corner, where another member of Shownu's group had been sitting merely a few minutes ago. He brought you along to sit down next to him after making sure you were somewhat doing alright. Good to know he still cared after pretending a little too well that he didn't.

"You know him?" The CEO wondered, saying out loud what went through your mind as well.

After sharing the entire story of the break-in, and the lawsuit, followed by the evidence brought in by Sehun and finishing off with Jihoon expertly recommending the two of you to pay Monsta X a visit, Shownu seemed to know a little more than you expected.

The rival nodded. "The last time you were here-"

"We went over this-"

"Those were his men."

Wonwoo stopped. He wasn't expecting that to come out. "What? His men?" Getting a nod in return. With a loud sigh, he stood up. "And you thought it was us?! When it was him all along?! What the fuck was the interrogation for then?!"

"Sit back down before I put a bullet through your head," Shownu told him. The low calmness in his voice a little sending a wave of fright through your body.

But Wonwoo didn't budge. "Why didn't you say anything?" Lowering his voice as well.

"You could be working with him for all I know. You really wanna fight about that now?!"

"Just admit that you were in the wrong."

"You better shut your fucking mouth. I'm the only one that can help you right now." Now both men were standing, facing each other with heavy breaths. It made Wonwoo chuckle as he shook his head.

"You're pathetic." Walking around the seating space as Shownu sat back down.

"So, what do you need from me?"

"The security camera videos," the CEO answered him. "Give me that, and we're out."

The rival straightened his back. "You want to have security camera footage to bring it to court and reveal what's going on in my club. I think the fuck not. You can see yourself out." He got up and was quick on his feet as he stepped down from the slightly elevated part of the room, walking towards the door.

You had finally had enough, and just as Wonwoo was about to open his mouth, you beat him to it. "They won't know it's from here." Shownu stopped in his tracks, only to turn around with a smug smirk plastered on his face.

He raised an eyebrow. "So she can actually talk." Commenting on your choice to stay quiet for the night. While he seemed amused by your outburst, Wonwoo was anything but that and quickly took in his position from before, covering half of your frame with his.

"Your watermark on the cameras isn't your fucking logo, and we won't tell them where we got the footage from." 

The rival redirected his attention, leaving you in the back once again. "And you expect me to believe you?" The older man crossed his arms in front of his chest, his feet wider apart to show dominance in the situation.

Wonwoo copied him, only hiding his hands in his pockets. "You want to watch him go down just as much as we do."

Shownu sighed out loud in clear annoyance, running a hand through his hair. "The enemy of my enemy is my friend. You're taking that stupid saying a bit too seriously, Jeon."

"Trust me, you're anything but my friend."

-

You were advised to wait outside of the security man's room at the very back of the hallway, suggesting that what they would find on each of those videos was anything but pleasant. What you thought of the way Wonwoo was handling bringing you into this scene was still undecided by you. On one hand, you were definitely thankful you were able to stay clear of witnessing anything you'd prefer to keep unseen, but on the other hand, you were in this shithole just as much as Wonwoo and him treating you like some fragile dove was almost humiliating. Yes, of course, you weren't all that big and strong as him and whatnot, and yes, you were definitely more scared of whoever these men here were than you'd like to admit, but being a little damsel in distress would feel a bit different, you thought. 

Question after question kept running through your head as you walked along the walls of the cold hallway. The stones on the side made everything just look more and more like a dungeon, sending yet another chill down your spine. This used to be a place Wonwoo would visit frequently... most of his friends along with him... How much of this timeline in Wonwoo's life did you actually want to know about? He seemed to have put it behind him, but that's when you remembered one of your dad's sayings.

"Your past will forever be a part of you."

You were too young to understand what he meant and to this very day, you couldn't recall what the context of the moment was. But it stuck with you. And now it made you think. Every single thing that had happened with Wonwoo in the past 48 hours... what were you getting yourself into? Did you want to just let yourself fall into the arms of another man when you swore to yourself you wouldn't be doing that exact thing? And what man were you even trusting here? Back in the day, he was just the stupid douchebag, a rich kid of a CEO, then he became your boss, and now... now he was a man you found comfort in. A man you could trust... you... you tried to trust. But... he had secrets. Secrets that only now are making an appearance and God only knows, if everything with Chanyeol had never happened, how would your relationship with Wonwoo even have turned out? Would you still think of him as the annoying bachelor turned CEO or would be able to see the caring man he was behind this facade? The man who despised his father's wrongs and tried to do everything right again. You saw the way he acted around his mother, and it almost made your knees give in. It was a gentleness you had never seen before. It was so foreign to you, but it made you oh that much more jealous... why did it make you jealous? You hated to admit it, and Binna would slap you and tell you 'I told you so' but in your head, you were finally able to admit it. Jealous of a soft man's touch. Jealous of someone caring for you. Worrying about you. No gang member would act like that, right? You almost chuckled at the thought of Shownu treating a woman with respect. That was not a man with the possibility of having respect for anyone but himself. But Wonwoo... no, he wasn't like that. Maybe he had changed. Potentially, he had been similar to Shownu in the past... The mere thought of it made you want to throw up... But no, he told you himself, that he had promised himself to become everything his father hadn't been growing up. But after all, this kind of life had still been a part of him at some point. The dark side. The side where men would spend hours in clubs just like the Monbebe, touching, pulling, and groping women. The image of seeing him or any other of his friends in either one of these rooms behind those doors or upstairs, enjoying a drink by the bar, eyeing women up and down as they passed them, touching them, kissing them, taking th-

The door the two men had disappeared behind a few minutes ago opened, revealing the man that had been occupying your brain for the entirety of the time you had spent alone. The smoke from your brain overworking finally stopped, letting you take in a deep breath you didn't remember holding in. Too many thoughts for one night...

"You're okay?" Where the first words coming from him as he noticed the clear distance you had out between yourself and the door.

You nodded with a shaky smile in return. Before you could say anything, Shownu made an appearance behind the CEO, closing the door before you could even try to get a look inside.

"Are you ready to leave my club now?" He snapped at Wonwoo. Clearly, the two hadn't magically just become best friends behind closed doors.

Wonwoo turned around with a nod. "You won't see me here again."

"I'm counting on it." He leaned to the side slightly, sending a smirk your way. "You on the other hand, I would love to invite you someday again."

You couldn't even react as the CEO placed a hand on the older man's bigger chest. Their cold eyes met. "Over my dead body."

"I can make that happen." Shownu smiled, smacking the hand off of him.

Without another word, Wonwoo turned to you, taking a few steps forward to step in line with you, his hand finding a comforting place on your lower back.

"Come on, let's go," he whispered. "Let's get out of here."

"You got everything?" You wondered, surprising yourself with the steadiness of your voice after keeping quiet for so long.

He nodded. "Everything we need."

Before you could run up the stairs again, the sound of the older man's voice echoed through the hallway. "You better take Park down, Jeon."

Wonwoo said goodbye with a raised hand in return, before both of you finally made your way out.

-

After getting out of the club, the CEO had given you his jacket once again before you found Hongseok already waiting for you. With you not knowing what to do or say, and Wonwoo unsure of what was going on in your head, the car ride was spent in complete silence. Neither one of you wanted to even dare interrupt the quietness you shared, even though it was anything but comfortable. Good for you, that you were too lost in thought to notice him moving around in his seat almost nervously. You didn't even realise that Hongseok was driving you back to Wonwoo's place. At least not until you felt a tap on your shoulder, making you turn to the side, only to find Wonwoo waiting by the open door. His extended hand was waiting for you to reach out for it to help you out. You quietly thanked the driver before letting the CEO guide you into the building, into the elevator, and right into his apartment.

It was only then he dared to speak. "You want something to drink?" 

You snapped back into reality. "Hm?"

He turned back around as he was just about to enter the kitchen. "Do you want something to drink?"

You shook your head slightly, "No, no, I'm good. I had enough wine last night."

Wonwoo couldn't help but hold back a chuckle. "I meant like water... or tea?"

"Oh. Ehm... yeah, okay," you nodded this time. Remembering, you still had your shoes on, you followed him into the kitchen, taking a seat on one of the barstools. That man had way too many places to sit and eat for a one-bedroom apartment.

"Are you sure you're okay?"

Your head snapped up to look at him standing by the sink. You nodded. "Yeah..." Before bending down to release your feet from the confinement of those terrible high heels. Wonwoo watched your slight struggle, leaving the cups on the countertop as he rounded the kitchen island to bend down in front of you. You let your hands drop, already knowing where this was going. Your eyes analysed his fingers playing with the clasp on the leather strap.

"You know, it's okay if... you're a bit... unsure," he softly spoke, not losing focus on his task.

"Unsure?" You wondered.

"Does scarred sound better?" He looked up. The sight almost made you gasp. Just like all the other times when you had been in similar situations. Him... on his knees... in front of you... looking up at you with those dark eyes that looked so cold yet made you feel so warm.

You shook your head. "I'm not scared."

"Okay," he simply answered before letting both of your shoes fall to the floor. A soft moan of freedom tumbled from your lips.

"Thanks."

His fingers running up your feet slightly didn't go unnoticed by you, even though you think it should've gone by the way Wonwoo just simply stood back up and got back to making you your cup of tea.

"I'm not scared," you repeated, knowing that you mostly said it, trying to reassure yourself of the truth of the statement. "Maybe a little weirded out... but not scared."

He nodded again. "I understand. And I get it."

An important question was tickling the top of your tongue. One that you had been asking yourself ever since he disappeared with Shownu, leaving you alone with your thoughts in the hallway. They gave you too much time to think and now you were starting the question too many things you shouldn't even be thinking about. But you couldn't help it. You had to know.

"How-" As soon as the first word fell from your lips, you stopped yourself. Wonwoo's head shot in your direction, leaving the water to boil in the back. Seeing his eyes trained on you just made you forget about every worry you had before. This man couldn't possibly...

"Ask," he assured you, leaning on the counter as he watched you debate with yourself. He wanted you to ask. He almost needed you to.

You stuttered. "I... I don't know if I want to know." Your voice was suddenly quieter than before as you looked down at your hands that had started a thumb war.

"You deserve to know," he simply let you know. 

"But..." you sighed out loud, almost in annoyance. Who were you annoyed at though? "Jesus... I just." You tried collecting your thoughts as well as you possibly could, but there was way too much going on and your brain didn't have nearly the capacity you needed it to have at that very moment. "I don't know what to think. I... It's just weird."

"I understand that." He continued to let you know, nodding along with you as his gentle voice reached you. 

With a desperate sigh, you let your elbows rest on top of the counter, bringing your hands up to cover your face. You had to. "How involved were you in the Monbebe?"

He hummed, pushing himself off to stand straight again. "I wasn't one of those men sitting, drinking and pulling women down into their lap, if that's what you're thinking."

You nodded shyly, whispering almost to yourself. "That is what I was thinking..."

"I hate that club just as much as you do now," he sent you an almost sympathetic smile before turning back again to finish the tea. You noticed two cups next to each other.

"I don't know if that's possible," you chuckled, brushing over your arms that were still covered by his jacket.

He copied you. "You're right. You probably hate it just a little bit more than me, but trust me," he placed the cup for you right under your nose, "I didn't enjoy even a second I had to spend in there. Not back then, not today."

You nodded. Still hesitant about asking more questions, Wonwoo noticed your nervous frame, deciding to continue to avoid another uncomfortable silence washing over the two of you.

"Shownu's grandfather and mine started it all." The beginning of his story made you look up, watching him set down his own mug. "God knows what exactly happened between them but it all started with them. Then, our fathers took over, and the rivalry just continued. It started as a normal business rivalry, you know, just... stupid shit and jealousy over the success of the other one. But then..." He took a deep breath. "My father made some really stupid decisions, and it brought him to the darker side of that business. And before he knew it, Shownu's father lured him into helping him and... it all took a very bad turn from then on. The whole gang shit- I... it's stupid. But if you're born into it, you're born into it. There's not much you can do. So I had I was pretty much forced into continuing whatever my father had started, but... I really wanted to make it right more so. Shownu obviously had his doubts about that, and it wasn't easy to convince him, but somehow, don't ask how, I managed to do so."

"You," you interrupted him, "You don't have to tell me all of this."

"But you deserve to know," he answered. "I shouldn't have brought you there. It was a stupid idea on my side, and now you have to carry that with you for the rest of-"

"Hey," you stopped him gently. "It was my choice to go with you. I could've said no."

"Still," he shook your comment off.

"No." You didn't even let him continue. "We had to go through that and... now we did." You shared a moment of silence, looking into his eyes before opening your mouth again. "But... I gotta be honest... I don't know how much I want to know... about that part of... your past."

Wonwoo sighed, his gaze on the mug on the countertop. "I told you I want to be honest with you, and you deserve to know everything-"

"But I also told you that I trust you," you quickly added before he could take his thoughts much further, making him look up at you. "And I meant that." You shook your head. "I don't have to know everything about that... Jesus, I don't even want to, honestly. Not now, at least." Adding the last statement a bit quieter.

With a deep breath, Wonwoo decided to speak up after watching to stir your tea with the spoon he gave you. He thought carefully about each word he let out. "I think you might see me a bit differently after... what happened that last time there."

"The bloodbath?" You wondered, remembering the comments Shownu and him made within the first seconds of meeting him.

Wonwoo just nodded, taking a big gulp from his drink.

"I don't care," your simple answer surprised him as his eyes fell back on you again. "Don't tell me." You shrugged, "In Jihoon's office, I... I wanted you to tell me what the hell was going on because I was just... confused and... I guess scared. But now..." Another sigh fell from your lips, slightly shakier than before. "I just don't think I want to know." Because you were scared. You might not verbally admit it, but God... you didn't even want to imagine what could've happened back then.

"Okay," Wonwoo understood you. He couldn't have been more thankful to leave that story to tell at some point in the future. "Not today. Another time."

"Another time," you agreed with him, finally bringing up the now lukewarm mug to your lips, letting it trickle down your throat, sending a wash of comfort through your body.

The two of you started talking about the next steps including, getting the videos to Jihoon, him bringing every piece of evidence to the court, and what could further happen. Possible delays, future court dates, and how to deal with the situation at work. It almost felt a little too nice. Too... domestic. You seating on one of the barstools, him in the kitchen, moving around as he got himself a glass of water, getting you one as well even without asking you. All while talking about work.

Before the scene could feel too good for your own good, you snapped back.

"Okay," you sighed, moving around with your hands awkwardly, "I should... probably go home now." After bending down to snatch your shoes into your hands, you made your way over to the door.

Wonwoo straightened his back from his leaning position over the counter. "Yeah, sure," he followed you to the entrance, his right hand suspiciously in the pocket of his pants.

You turned around to say one last thing when the close proximity of his chest surprised you, making you forget what you were about to say as you just stared up into his eyes. He smirked at you before you felt his hand on your free one again, placing something in your palm before taking a small step back to let you look down. That damn key again.

"Won-" you started with a heavy breath, but the show of his palms stopped you.

"You're not taking a cab or public transport. Not in this outfit."

His comment made you look down. The 'dress'... right... But you also were still wearing his jacket, which you decided to shrug off to give back to him, already deciding that fighting about the car wasn't going to get you anywhere. His hands on your shoulders stopped your movements.

"You're also keeping the jacket on."

You sighed, "You're really not gonna let me make any decisions, huh?"

His gentle smile sent somewhat of a tingle to your heart, making you almost grin too. "Not after today, no." It wasn't a one-time thing and didn't have much to do with the events of that day- both of you knew that, neither one of you decided to comment on it.

His voice had suddenly become much lower, or maybe it had always been that low, but the closeness of his body let you register it more.

Understandingly, you nodded along. "Today was... long."

"And weird," he finished your thought, his gaze still down at you while you stood in front of him, feeling smaller than usual. In just a skimpy dress, some almost see-through tights, and his suit jacket, along with your shoes in one hand and his car keys in the other, you could've jumped straight out of the depths of his imagination.

"Yeah," you breathed out. He had definitely come closer. He wasn't THAT close before. Right?... Right?! The grip on your shoes tightened as your heartbeat surprised you by speeding up. God...

You should've already been out the door. Why on earth were you still standing in his apartment, barely ready to actually walk out. Your body knew why. Your heart knew why. But your brain decided to yet decline what was going on. Your breathing and stuttering ratted you out though.

You looked around frantically, running a hand through your hair as you suddenly created a bigger space between the two of you, not noticing the hand Wonwoo just dropped back to be by his side.

"I... I'm gonna go." Without waiting for another remark from his side, you turned around. You didn't get far though.

"Y/N," his voice struck you, immediately making you turn back to him. Your face screamed hope but dropped quickly as he continued. "I'm sorry." Wait. No. No no no. That wasn't supposed to happen. That's not what usually followed the call out of a name.

You scrunched your eyebrows, all hope and desperation gone, now replaced by pure confusion. "For what?"

With two big steps, he caught up with you, not wasting another second as he reached out, placed his hand on your neck and pulled you in, his lips meeting yours instantly. The sudden movement made you jolt in surprise, your full hands coming up to his chest to steady yourself.

You quickly fell into a matching rhythm, your lips moving against each other like butter. His fingers tightened on your neck, truly pulling you in as closely as he possibly could, getting a soft moan of you return. Kissing you wasn't enough, this man wanted to breathe you in. His free hand came up to get a hold of the shoes you were still holding onto. You let go, giving him the freedom to let them drop to the floor behind him. As soon as you could feel his lips distancing from yours, a whine dared to escape from you. He kept your noses close enough to touch.

"Stay," he whispered, his hot breath tickling your lips. Wonwoo didn't give you time to respond, smashing his lips back on yours. You continued to enjoy this moment, just moving along with him, breathing heavily as you felt his left hand come to your hips, travelling to your lower back. You had to let go.

"Wonwoo-"

"Please." He didn't let you finish. Pleading against your lips as you were close to distancing yourself from him. You let your eyes meet. Your eyebrows raised, scrunched in desperation, his just as usual low and unsaying of any of his emotions. But you could hear it in his voice. The slight shake. He wanted this. He needed this. Just as much as you did. Your breaths were already becoming one, your mouths begging to touch.

Fuck it.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him down onto you. He let go of your neck, both of his hands immediately working on getting rid of the jacket that was still covering your body. And you let him. He undressed you hastily, throwing the anorak somewhere onto the floor - neither of you could care less. Before you could intertwine your hands behind his neck again, his hand found yours, taking back the key, only to make it join the jacket. A chuckle left your lips at his eagerness. Everything happened while your lips were still dancing with each other. Not fighting. Not moving. Dancing, as they fit like they were made for each other. You didn't want it to stop, convinced that it would have the same effect as holding your breath forever.

Wonwoo's hands travelled lower until they reached your ass and he crouched down before whispering into your mouth, "Jump." Letting you hop into his arms, his hands firmly on your behind to steady you. Your legs wrapped tightly around his hips, hoping to be as close to him as you possibly could. You let your fingers start to play with the hair on the back of his neck, tugging slightly, making him chuckle as he leaned back. 

"Careful," he whispered before lowering you down onto his bed, his much wider frame covering yours, engulfing you in comfort as he just hovered above you. 

Wonwoo didn't give you enough time to enjoy his lips on yours with the softness of his bed underneath before he moved onto your neck. His mouth started following your jawline, down to the side of your neck while your hands found a good place on his shoulders. You moaned out loud, not even caring about holding it back.

"We've been here once before, right?" His voice vibrated on your skin. He travelled back up to kiss your cheek, keeping his face at a distance to look you in the eyes as his fingers petted some strands of hairs out of your face. "But I'm planning on finishing it this time. Okay?" 

In desperation, you nodded, hoping to get further and get his body back fully onto yours. "Please do," you whined, his hands exploring your still-covered body.

Wonwoo smirked down at you, "I got you, baby," giving you a quick peck, which you had hoped would turn into a continuation of before, but were let down when he let go again. "Let's get you out of this first." Rubbing the material of your dress. He stood back up on his two feet, getting a hold of your hand to pull you up with him. Before you had enough time to gaze at his face, taking in every inch of his perfectly sculpted facial structure, he turned you around softly. His lips immediately went back to his neck as his fingers looked for the zip he had closed up a few hours ago, getting a soft moan from you in return.

"You look so beautiful in this," he whispered against your skin, sending a chill down your spine. "But you have no idea how fucking hard it was to keep my hands off you the entire evening." With each word he spoke, the butterflies in your stomach grew wilder and wilder. You just wanted him to never stop.

Once the zip was all the way down, he let the fabric drop down your arms, and you let him. Why should you stop at this moment? As soon as the dress fell to the floor, you stepped out of it and were turned back to face Wonwoo. His hand came up to cradle your face.

"Do you remember how I said I wanted to do this right?" You only trusted yourself to nod, scared of what sound might leave your mouth if you dared to speak. He grinned, "Good." And his lips were back on yours. Swiftly, he also got rid of your bra before his hands went down on the side of your thighs, pulling you in and making you wrap your legs around him once again. He took the opportunity to kneel down onto the bed, getting both of you onto the mattress and making sure your head met a pillow. Just like before, his lips left yours yet again to trace a line down your neck, only now also following the natural line of your collarbone before going further down and down. He didn't stop until he reached your breasts, kissing the right side first, getting closer and closer to your nipple, waiting for your moans to get higher. That's when you started to feel his tongue just on the outline of your nipple, going around it in circles, making you lift your body up automatically. His grip on your hips tightened, pushing you down to lay you flat, making you unable to move, no matter how much your body was begging for friction.

Wonwoo moved onto your left side, his mouth leaving wet kisses all over your tits as his tongue tickled your skin. You had let your hands move on their own. They found Wonwoo's grasp as they tried to loosen his grasp to give you some more freedom to move around. No chance. That man wasn't gonna let go of you any time soon.

"Wonwoo," your breathy voice made him come up to your lips again, teasing you by hovering above you, only coming close enough that your lips could potentially touch if you just moved up less than an inch. He hummed, giving you the notice to continue talking. Easier said than done when he started to place kisses all over your face again until he reached your neck.

"Please," you continued to beg for more. He couldn't help but chuckle slightly.

"Why the rush, gorgeous?" If only he knew what all of those nicknames were doing to you. Well, he was about to find out.

Not giving you time to respond, he moved himself down your body, making sure to resume his trail of kisses down your entire body. As if it was his goal to have touched every bit of your skin with his lips - if only you knew that was his exact goal. Maybe not for just tonight, but as a life goal.

His skilled finger quickly made their way into the seam of your tights, pulling them down. Slowly. Gently. Painfully.

You groaned.

"Let me take my time with you," he whispered. You shuffled yourself up, your elbows steadying you as you looked down at him now pulling off the thin piece of clothing and throwing it onto the floor.

Your heavy breathing didn't stop. "You're teasing." It wasn't a question or a cry of desperation. Maybe just a bit... but it was also a simple fact.

Wonwoo smirked proudly, getting closer to you again, stopping right in front of your face. "Good." He gave you a quick peck. "Now you know what it's like having to stand next to you every goddamn day and not be able to touch you."

"Who says you can't?" Where the sudden boost in confidence came from, was a question to everyone involved.

His low chuckle sent a warm rush right down where you were begging for him the most. "Well, I am a gentleman after all." He got slightly closer, his breath now tickling your lips, continuing his tease. You were too focused on his mouth just barely touching yours, not noticing the hand he had let travel lower, diving right into your underwear. The tip of his finger grazed your clit, getting a quick shutter and deep moan in return. To silence you, Wonwoo was quick to break the tension, covering your mouth with his once again, his tongue brushing over your lips immediately too. 

As if his kisses alone didn't already make you moan enough, his fingers that had started moving in circles on your clit made it hard for you to even concentrate on moving your lips along with his.

He pushed your body down again to lay flat on the mattress before diverting his attention back onto your skin. His free hand had gotten rid of your panties swiftly, giving him more freedom to pleasure you with his fingers alone.

God... his fucking fingers... so skillfully moving over your bundle of nerves before slowly daring to go even just a bit lower. You felt him smile against your neck as soon as he came in contact with the wetness of your hole already waiting for him. His finger tickled your entrance for a quick second before diving in, making you bite your lip, not letting the high-pitched moan escape fully. It was just that Wonwoo was having none of that. 

Within a split of a second, his was right in front of you again, his fingers that had just been inside of you, now on your chin as his thumb pulled your lower lip free from your teeth. He lowered himself down to whisper into your ear.

"Don't you dare even try holding back a moan tonight."

With no warning, he slowly pushed his two fingers, still covered in your wetness up to your mouth. You opened up wide enough for them to fit, already knowing what he wanted.

"Let me hear you, beautiful," he encouraged you, kissing the side of your neck to get a reaction from you as you moaned on his fingers, licking them clean of your taste. Only a second later, he pulled them out again, drawing a line down your torso until he reached your tits, engulfing one in his grip as his upper body disappeared from your sight again.

It was only when you started to feel his mouth on your upper thighs that you knew where he was going. His free hand was already tapping your legs to open up, giving him access to your inner thigh. Even though this wasn't the first time you had Wonwoo in this position, it felt just like it did back then. Perfectly intoxicating. You couldn't get enough of his touch, his lips, or... just him.

Wonwoo was everything you told yourself to never fall for ever again. But here you were, underneath the man in question, letting your body react freely against his touch.

Even though you expected it, you couldn't help the loud moan to fall from your lips as soon as his mouth came into contact with your core. His tongue didn't waste a moment, immediately giving your clit all of the attention. He started circling it before using his entire mouth to suck, getting a follow-up of multiple heavy moans from you in return. Your fingers had started holding onto his hair desperately, almost pulling too hard, yet Wonwoo didn't budge. With one hand, he made sure to keep your hips as still as possible while his other one had joined his mouth by your pussy, his fingers teasing your entrance yet again. His lips occupied with sucking your soul out of your clit, and his fingers pushing inside of you made you jolt your hips up, only to get pushed down harshly again, not even a second later.

As much as you would've wanted to form words, letting him know just how good he was making you feel, you couldn't. No understandable word from the dictionary was able to form in your mouth. You were communicating in moans, groans and heavy breathing. And Wonwoo understood every single loud you were making. He was able to read you like his favourite book, remember you like his favourite lyrics and play you like an instrument he had been playing forever. Everything just fit... too perfectly.

The squelching sounds of his fingers moving in and out of you filled the room, entertaining the two of you like a song in the background. Mixed with your moans, Wonwoo's cock was already reacting to it. From the moment he had thrown you onto the bed, to be completely honest, if not as soon as he had seen you in that pathetic excuse of a dress. 

He couldn't hide a smirk once he felt your walls starting to tighten around his fingers, only letting him know to keep on going. He had switched to tickling your clit with his tongue again, the tip of it going up and down, circling the bud before pressing flat against it. Anything to make you come undone right under his touch - his biggest accomplishment. The harsh tugging on his hair got a deep groan from him, vibrating against your pussy, sending the last wave of pleasure you needed to finally release on his fingers with a loud moan. You fought against his grip, lifting your hips into his mouth as your orgasm hit you. It didn't stop him from continuing, still moving his fingers, only slightly slower now, making sure that his lips were also gently sucking on your clit, focusing more on kissing it, making you jolt with each touch. You whined out loud, your legs tightening around his head. This was heaven. No need to question it. This must be it. No other possibilities.

"Fuck," your uneven breathing filled the room, your fingers still tangled in his hair as he kept his head down, working you through your high as you tried to push him back. "Wonwoo-" you cried out. "Please- God..."

With a smug grin on his lips, he raised his head, looking up at you still trying to catch your breath.

"You call that teasing?"

You had to chuckle, covering your face with one hand.

Wonwoo pushed himself up, coming back to face you, taking your hand in his to look you in the eyes.

"You did so well for me," he whispered against your lips. You didn't know how to react, so you just pulled him in closer by his collar. A kiss was answer enough. That's when you noticed something.

You pulled back. "How come you're still in your clothes while I'm naked underneath you?"

He smiled. "Well, ladies' first." His comment made your eyes roll. He chuckled. "But I'd be happy to change that." Diving back to continue kissing you with just as much passion as he did when he pulled you in back by the entrance door. 

Your fingers got to work on the buttons of his dress shirt while he was occupied with getting his pants open and off. You got rid of his shirt, letting it drop onto the floor by your side. To get out of his pants, Wonwoo sat back, letting his underwear go as well. Before you went further, you let your eyes travel over his torso, taking in every single piece of art decorating his skin. His shoulder was covered in black and grey ink, going down his right arm, hugging his biceps. Oh, to run you tongue over each piece… You snapped back and quickly joined him, hopping onto his lap, before he even had the time to get on top of you again. You had been waiting way too long for this. Way longer than you'd like to admit.

He made sure to keep his hands on your ass, placing you comfortably on his lap, his erection high, slapped against his abdomen. You didn't need to look down to know how big he was. You knew. You remembered. Hell, you even dreamt of it after the times he had already fucked you. Don't tell Binna that.

With his lips back on yours, much more eager than before, you let one hand rest on his chest while the other had gone down, swiping over your still glistening cunt, wetting your palm before you grasped his cock. An immediate moan came from Wonwoo, his breath heavy in your mouth, groaning against each other as you felt him nudge his hips into your touch. You kept your hand on the upper half of his dick, your thumb brushing over the top, spreading the pre-cum all over the burning red tip. The chill going through his body didn't go unnoticed by you, making you smirk against his lips as his fingers dug deeper into your ass, making you throw your head back in pleasure. Your hand had started running up and down his entire erection, making him hide his face in your neck as he kissed it again, sucking harshly on one specific spot he remembered you reacting to the hardest. As if it was a competition, your hand movements became harder and sloppier while his kisses became much harsher. Both of you had forgotten about moaning, turning to groaning as it relieved much more of the pleasure.

Without a warning, Wonwoo slapped your hand away and lowered you closer to the mattress, his arm on your lower back to hold you up. His free hand grabbed the base of his cock, directing it towards your entrance as you held yourself up with your elbows. He teased you by circling your hole with the tip of his dick, just waiting to fill you up.

You threw your head back in desperation. "GOD, Wonwoo just put your cock inside of me, please." With a low chuckle, he followed your plead. You couldn't hold yourself up and let your back hit the mattress as both of his hands had found their way to your hips, holding onto them as he backed out and went straight in again. Just like with his fingers - painfully slow. The roughness of each vein that decorated his erection grazed your walls, only intensifying each thrust.

"Fuck," you heard him curse under his breath as he lowered his body, his mouth back on your right breast as his right hand played with your left nipple.

You moaned out loud. "Fuck, Wonwoo," trying to move your hips along with his rhythm.

He came back up, his hand now on your neck as he groaned right into your ear. "Jesus, you feel so good." His thumb was brushing against your cheek.

"Won-" your moan was interrupted by an uncontrollable whine you had to let out as he was suddenly going deeper, making you realise he hadn't put his full length inside of you up until you. "Please," you stuttered with heavy breaths, "Please make me come."

His hand left your neck, immediately going down to your clit, after dipping into your wetness, putting pressure on your little bundle of nerves.

You nudged your hips up, "FUck, yes." Crying out loud as he kissed your jawline. Listening to his moans so close to your ear, feeling his thrusts becoming more and more irregular, almost sloppy, made you all that more aroused, knowing how close he must be getting.

With another hit at your G-spot, you almost couldn't hold back anymore.

"Wonwoo, I'm gonna cum," you whined, getting his attention as he kissed you deeply.

"Come on, baby. I'm close too. Come on. Just like that," he encouraged you, keeping his rhythm as steady as he possibly could, which wasn't much. "Good girl." Sending a heavy rush of arousal right to your pussy.

With his fingers right on your clit, his breathing against your ear and just feeling his chest move against you, his cock hitting all the right places inside of you, you didn't dare to hold back, letting go right as it hit you. A loud cry tumbled from your lips, your head digging into the blanket and mattress underneath you. The tightness of your walls almost pushing his cock out of you as the pleasure rushed through your body.

Wonwoo pushed himself up, and with three last hard thrusts into you, you felt him fill you up just as you would have begged him to. The warmth of his seamen made another moan come from you. Your hands were quickly trying to find his that were once again on your hips - seemed like they had found their favourite place.

His movements had slowed down, now making sure to work you through your uneven breathing as you came down from your second orgasm.

For a good few minutes, he continued to rock the both of you back and forth comfortably, lowering himself down to cover your frame with his wide shoulders, kissing you deeply without having to ask him to. His fingers tangled in your hair to make sure he'd pull you in as close as possible while his hips stopped moving, only one last time as he pulled out, leaving you cold and empty on the bed.

With one last kiss on your cheek, and a quick whisper of, "Stay here," he disappeared into the bathroom. You laid still. You put your right hand right under your boobs, still trying to even out your breathing.

That's what's supposed to happen when someone calls your name out in such desperation.

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Love U ❤️‍🔥 :Jooheon

A/n: readerxJooheon, teasing, bratty foreplay, fingering, rough and sneaky quickie.

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You hated football.

Well...no.

Hate was a strong word and on any other occasion, you might have enjoyed watching a game or two. It wasn't the sport itself you appreciated but the bonding opportunity it presented for you and your man.

Cozying up against his chest.

Stealing his snacks.

Commentating on the game and giggling when he'd suddenly sit up from the couch, holding you to his body as he yelled at the TV.

Jooheon was always sexy when gets riled up like that and moments like that would always morph into something unsportsmanlike.

Sometimes when his eyes were glued to the screen, lips slightly parted from his focus, you got a kick out of trying to distract him.

Feeling on his chest.

Tickling his ribs gently.

Sneaking your hand beneath his shirt to fondle his nipples, making him squirm and tell you to simmer down. That usually led to you laying your head back down on his chest with a pout, masking your disappointment so you can ease your hand down into his shorts.

He always goes stiff when you would grope him casually over his underwear, getting a small kick at how he'd act indifferent to you wrapping your hand around his dick.

This brings us to the present, where you were currently doing just that.

"RUN THE FUCKING BALL, JONES!! Babe...chill.." Jooheon shouts suddenly, whispering the last bit to you for the fourth time, sounding more agitated than usual. The hushed volume of his voice was necessary, to not attract the attention of the company now sprawled out in your living room.

Hyunwoo and Changkyun are both seated on love seats placed on either side of the main sofa. Hyunwoo's girlfriend is perched on his lap, barely showing interest in the game as she texted. You weren't even sure why she was here if that's all she planned to do.

Kihyun stands in the kitchen debating over something food-related with Minhyuk, their exaggerated tones in competition with the TV. Which left you sandwiched between Hyungwon, who was dozing off due to the number of beers he drank, and your boyfriend Jooheon.

He has dressed aptly in his team's apparel, with a corresponding ball cap turned to the back over his dark hair. His red cotton hoodie smelled of his cologne, an addictive scent that you would happily inhale for as long as he'd sit still. You were leaned more into his side with his arm settled comfortably over your shoulders, both of you covered by a throw blanket. Conveniently, of course, concealing the way your hand was also comfortably tucked beneath his boxer briefs, stroking his clothed dick teasingly.

At first, he acted as if he didn't notice your touch, periodically sitting up in his seat at attention when something interesting happened on the screen. His eyes were glued and focused on the men in tights running up and down the field along with his friends. Less so aware of your exploring hand, subtly resting on his lap. Nothing out of the norm.

It wasn't until that same hand was creeping under the waistband of his sweats that you felt Jooheon stiffen and pay you a questioning look from the corner of his eye. You remained casual beside him, barely smirking as your hand traveled deeper to cup the healthy bulge beneath your fingers. You give him a gentle squeeze, making Jooheon flinch and clench his jaw.

"Chillchillchillchill.." he mutters under his breath, knowing only you would hear him. Now you couldn't mask your smirk if you wanted to.

A whistle is blown, and all three of the men paying attention sigh and hiss through their teeth in disappointment.

"Aw Come on! What are they doing?" Hyunwoo huffs. His girlfriend squirms against his lap when he scooted forward in his seat, holding her at her waist tighter as he moved. Neither of them was anywhere near paying attention to you or Jooheon, so you continued to fondle the softness of your boyfriend's balls.

"PENALTY?! The fuck? Is the ref blind??" Changkyun suddenly yells, making Hyungwon jump in his seat. Jooheon tenses for more than one reason and glanced at the younger of his friends before looking over at you with narrow eyes.

"Chill...out.." he mouths silently at you.

You gazed back with an innocent smile, and Jooheon's eyes drop to your mouth briefly before tearing them away to look back at the TV. That was the last time he acknowledged you or your horny shenanigans. It was rather bold of you to think he would be down for any of what you were doing considering all of his friends were around.

You're forced to remove your hand from Jooheon's pants when he stands abruptly with the two other conscious men in attendance. All of them yelling in excitement as the quarterback from their team dives into the in-zone.

"LETS FUCKING GOOOO!!" Jooheon exclaims and you watch bitterly from below on the couch, glancing around the others with mild contempt.

They weren't even supposed to be over here. One moment you're preparing for a chill evening at home with your significant other. Next thing you know, Jooheon is asking if it was cool for 'Shownu Hyung' to stop by with his girl.

Suddenly your house is full of 6 rowdy men, eating your food and drinking your alcohol.

"Ugh..." you sigh when reminded of the fact that just as a time out is called and everyone settled back into their seats, Jooheon included. He tries to resume the cozied-up position you were in with his arm draped over your shoulder distractedly, but you move out of his reach. He looks over at you and frowns slightly as you stand, tossing the blanket aside to fall over Hyungwon's lap.

"I gotta pee.." you grumbled with an attitude that's most obvious to him. Before he can ask you what was wrong, he's left stupefied and watching you step over Hyungwons legs and squeeze between couches in route of the hallway.

When you were alone, you could hear the sounds of cheering and cursing from inside the bathroom. It had been a few minutes since you left the living room and a part of you felt disheartened at the fact that Jooheon hadn't come looking for you yet.

You sighed in annoyance.

Mostly at yourself.

It wasn't a crime for Jooheon to have his friends over. He lived here too. And hell, you liked his friends.

Friday night footballs had kind of become a sacred thing between you and Jooheon, mainly because it was sometimes the only time you had your hardworking man to yourself.

Plus, you were horny as hell. The crotch of your leggings was sticking to you from watching Jooheon stroll around in those damn grey sweats. Looking and smelling good as hell. Teasing his semi-stiffness underneath the blanket. His dick was just so fun to hold. Thick and warm and veiny...

Getting lost in the memory of it, you found yourself staring at the drain of the sink as the water ran. Then you looked up at your sad reflection in the mirror, scoffing at yourself.

This was stupid. You lived with the man for fucks sake. You two could have sex later. This wasn't the first impromptu gathering, surely wouldn't be the last, and Jooheon was a gracious host until he was ready for the peace to return. Then he would politely kick everyone out and you'd have him to yourself again.

"Just get through the game and be patient..." you mumbled to yourself as you turned the faucet, switching the water off.

Just then, your heart skips a beat at the sound of the door handle turning and your eyes shoot up to find Jooheon entering the bathroom. Sounds of enthused chatter and the blaring TV fall dim behind the door as he closed it. When your eyes met in the mirror, he smirks before turning quickly to lock it. Then he looks back at you, letting his gaze travel down the shape of your body from behind.

As was mentioned before, you were wearing dark leggings and a flowy t-shirt. Your hair was pulled up and out of your face, which was bare and free of makeup. Your standard at-home apparel. Jooheon's favorite.

He takes his bottom lip between his teeth and cocks a brow.

"You've been in here for a while..." he remarks and you shrug.

"Surprised you noticed." You mumble as you turned to dry your hands that weren't even wet. It wasn't lost on you that Jooheon was eye fucking you from the door, which meant you knew exactly what was about to happen. But you couldn't let him know that.

Your response and indifference make him scoff and he glances away briefly.

"So now you wanna act like that? Like you weren't just holding my dick through the 1st half of the game.." he gestures over his shoulder and you shrug yours again.

"What does it matter now?... You ignored me the entire first half too." You quip. Jooheon chuckles softly at that, leaning against the door and stuffing his hands in his pants pockets.

"Ignoring you..." he deadpans and you regard him silently through the mirror.

"Seriously? You're the one who said you didn't mind if the guys came over...What the hell can we do with all of them around?"

There's a laugh in his tone that you didn't appreciate but he had you at a loss because he was right. What could he have done? The horny brat in you could have named at least three things you could have done but the rational you was beginning to feel like an ass.

A sudden roar of excited voices from the living room cuts through the conversation and Jooheon clenches his fists. You could tell he wanted to crack the door and poke his head out to see. Something happened and he was missing it because he was in here with you.

"Go back to your friends, Jooheon." you sigh, rolling your eyes.

"And leave you unattended? You think I don't know what you've been on about all night..." he furrows his brow, smirking humorously.

"I don't know what you're talking about." You shrug obliviously as if Jooheon couldn't see you fighting the smirk on your face in the mirror. He nods slowly as he stepped forward, scanning the medium-sized bathroom decor with mild interest as he joined you at the sink.

His front presses firmly against your back and he snakes his arms around your waist.

"I bet you don't.." he murmurs before dipping his head to kiss your neck. His lips immediately send a jolt of sensation directly to your clit and you feel yourself clench in wanting as Jooheon sucked at your skin.

You leaned your head away to give him more access, reaching up to caress his head. His team hat blocks you from what you wanted, so you lift it from his head and toss it aside carelessly. Jooheon chuckles softly against your skin as you run your fingers through his onyx-toned hair, tugging at the nape slightly when he sucked harder.

As he distracted you with his mouth, hands snake below the waistband of your leggings and head straight for your heat, where his experienced touch was already finding its way to your swollen clit. You knew you were soaking wet. You felt the heat pooling from your center for the past few hours of just watching Jooheon interact casually with his friends. So you knew even with him focusing on your clit that his fingers were coated with your nectar.

As if he knew your thoughts...

"You've been wet like this the whole time?" He asks, semi rhetorically. You respond anyway, your eyes wide and your lip slightly pouted as you nod to the mirror. Jooheon's fingers part just enough to allow your bud to slip between them and he pressed them together to give your clit a slight squeeze.

You gasp at the unexpected pressure and Jooheon clicks his tongue.

"Poor baby...So this was your plan? Get me to come looking for you....so you could get me alone..." his voice deepens as it trailed off and it was as if he was completely taken by how wet and warm you felt against his hand. You ground your ass against him needingly and Jooheon chuckles lightly at your little tease. He begins rubbing your clit with just enough pressure to make your eyes roll, strumming against you at a steady pace that catches you off guard.

"This what you wanted?"Jooheon whispered to you sinfully, his tongue barely skimming over the shell of your ear.

"Mmmhmm" you nod again, this time with your eyes watching the way his deft hand moved under the fabric of your leggings. He rubs you in soft circles, occasionally focusing on one side with more pressure and friction with each pass. Only making you weaker and wetter for him in the process.

Jooheon hums his approval of how warm and wet you were, whispering nasty praises softly against the back of your ear. He knew exactly what you needed, mentally and physically. So well, that you have to bite down hard on your lip to keep from moaning too loud.

He teases your bud for a few more swirls then glides the same two fingers down and inside of you suddenly, coating himself from the source. With his lips at your neck and his other hand beneath your shirt to cup your breast, Jooheon fingered you at a constant pace that has you shuddering.

They reach just deep enough for you to feel full and your walls clenched around him greedily as he upped the pace, curling upward slightly to rub at the rigid sensitivity inside of you.

You could feel that tingle already forming, the telltale signal to your orgasm approaching fast. Jooheon holds you tighter to his body when your back arches slightly and glances up to see your pleasured expression in the mirror.

"That's it...there you go..let it go, baby.." he coos. You nod wordlessly with your jaw slack, your breath quickening as his hand does until the wave crashes into you hard.

His dick throbbed in his sweats at the sight of you coming apart for him and he can't hold off any longer.

He had to fuck you now.

Your eyes are still closed but you felt his hand pulling away from your heat to yank at your leggings until they're pulled down just enough to expose your ass to him.

Jooheon nudges you forward, pressing at the small of your back to make you arch and lean against the cold counter. You watched him admire one of his favorite parts of your body for a moment, his hands running over your skin and squeezing your soft rounded cheeks with appreciation.

Soon after, he pushes his pants down mid-thigh and frees himself over his underwear quickly, using the hand that still glistened from finger fucking to stroke himself to relieve the tension built up. You were so eager to have him inside of you again, that you whimpered from the anticipation. Jooheon senses your urgency from the way you deepened your arch and spread your legs in waiting, your eyes filled to the brim with lust as you watched him stroke himself behind you.

He chuckles as he leaned forward. Without a word he pushes you flush against the edge of the counter, reaching down to lift one of your legs to rest against the its edge. This opens you up even more for him and allows the trapped wetness between your folds to drip down your inner thigh.

The scent of your arousal is thick and sweet, instantly activating Jooheon more than he already was as he gripped you at your hip. His other hand holds his thick length steady. He slaps his shaft against your puffy lips a few times teasingly, allowing your juices to coat his dick even more.

Even that felt amazing to you.

After teasing you a few more times, his dick glides inside of you slowly, taking the air from your lungs as you exhaled a moan that fills the bathroom.

Flinching at the sound, Jooheon quickly reaches around to cover your mouth with his hand. His large palm clamps down firmly over your parted lips, his arm slotted between your breast to hold you in place.

"Hush.." is all he says, not scolding you for being loud or even shooting you a warning look in the mirror. He only begins to move inside of you, stroking you slow and deep with a handful of your asscheek gathered in his other large hand.

You couldn't help the sounds coming from you at this point, though you did your best to control the volume despite him fucking you harder. The leg he had lifted and resting against the counter was starting to ache from being in such an awkward position but you were already close again and Jooheon could feel his own nut about to break through.

So he fucked into you faster. Closing his eyes and giving in to his primal self as he groaned from deep in his throat. It was almost as if he grew harder as the seconds passed and every time the tip of his dick hit the deepest part of you, a combination of pain and pleasure rippled out and all over your body.

Your drawn-out moans taper out into staccato mewls that heated the palm of your boyfriend's hand in time with his strokes. Jooheon wasn't far behind and knew full and well what your body was telling him.

"ooh, shit...." he whispers, fucking you faster and harder and harder until he pulls his hand away from your mouth to reach down between your legs to rub at your clit with just enough pressure to push you over the edge.

"Joo..honey...baby...I'm...I'm.." you whisper breathlessly. Just as you felt your chord about to snap, Jooheon slams into you so hard and deep that you're forced forward against the counter.

The sound he makes is so sexy and unbridled and you can feel the heat of his seed pumping into you while the thick tip of his dick presses hard against your cervix. That last bit of pressure combined with the friction of his fingers tips you over the edge and your tearful eyes roll back in surrender.

Thank God for the noise going on in the living room, or else returning to the living room would have been much more awkward than it felt. No one acted as if the two of you disappearing in the middle of the game was unusual and all eyes were on the TV.

Except for Hyungwon's, who was still seated on his corner of the couch, seeming uninterested in the game and as aloof as ever. The moment you returned to your spot on the middle couch cushion, he glances over as Jooheon pulls you back into him with the blanket over your laps. He kisses your temple and looks ahead to make himself familiar with what he'd missed. Changkyun fills him in quickly and you prepare to get cozy against him again, as you were before.

But something tells you to look over and you find Hyungwon's shade-infused eyes on you.

"What? "You frown.

Hyungwon mirrors your expression for a moment but it melts into an amused smile. He shakes his head and looked ahead as he responded below his breath.

"Yall nasty..."

[wonsheep]

Got My Number

genre: fluff, friends-to-something-more

pairing: Jake x gender-neutral!reader

warnings: reader being referred to as beautiful, mentions of an unhealthy relationship, but only briefly, lmk if there's anything else!

word count: 1.2K

sheep's note: hello, everyone, it's been a long while since i posted actual content here, and i truly missed it, this is my first longer work on here, so please enjoy. i had fun imagining this, slughtly inspired by monsta x's got my number, but maybe i'll write something based more on the song in the future eheheeh in the meanwhile, this is my comeback and i'll try to be more sctive and practice writing in english more :DD

permanent taglist: @soobin-chois

thank you and enjoy reading!

Jake had been wondering why you haven't texted him yet. He thought your last date (actually, it was a friendly hangout, but a guy can dream) went well, and awaited your message inviting him to do something fun together.

But nothing new came up on his screen when he opened your chat for the nth time that week, only the last goodbyes you exchanged.

Y/N: had fun <3 talk to you later

The bright, white letters seemed to be mocking him as he wondered what time interval 'later' was equal to.

He was about to try and distract himself from you and your 'later'.

Hmm.

 '<3'.

Less than three. Three what? Days? Weeks? Months? No, that would be just cruel. He wanted to see you again way sooner than months.

Suddenly, three little dots appeared on the bottom of his screen, indicating that you were typing something.

It was a little stupid how Jake's heart sped up from looking at the animated circles, but he blamed it on being easily excitable.

He knew he shouldn't explore too much on his feelings for you, because it would end up awkward on your side and in a week of moping around on his.

The thing is, you already had a boyfriend. Even though you have told Jake before that nowadays, the relationship wasn't as fun as it used to be at the start, you stayed very committed.

"I'm just not really satisfied anymore, I guess…" you breathed out in a sigh, dangling your legs from the asphalt block you and Jake were perched on, next to a grassy portion of the park. "It's starting to feel like I'm more of a burden to him than a partner."

Pretty far into the night, it was quiet, only the rustling of birds settling into their places on trees and a few faraway laughs could be heard from your spot. The nearby streetlamp illuminated your features when the caress of a breeze passed by, blowing some hair into your face.

Jake moved involuntarily to remove the strands covering your eyes.

He couldn't have possibly helped being attracted to you, it would have been a nearly impossible task to not be drawn to your enticing persona.

For one, Jake thought you were effortlessly beautiful. You sometimes made him burst out laughing, without caring who could hear him, and there never was a dull moment while being with you.

You made him forget everyday struggles and made things seem better when discussing hardships you both went through as days passed by.

Jake's stomach dropped a little when you first mentioned your boyfriend, and he felt a little embarrassed, because he was in deep. Too deep already. 

So deep, in fact, that his ears went red in excitement from seeing you were about to contact him. Jake was met with disappointment yet again, when the little dots were gone, replaced by no new texts, just a blank screen.

He couldn't hold it any longer, jumping up from his bed he was previously spread out on to grab his jacket and leave the apartment immediately.

While he was locking the door, his phone vibrated with a new notification. Guessing it was probably Sunghoon telling him to wash the fucking dishes already or Riki sending one of his weird memes, he thought it wasn't urgent.

Jake pocketed his keys and started walking in the direction of your flat, not too far away, luckily, and decided to check his notification now.

His jaw dropped as he almost stopped in his tracks.

Y/N: my bed's empty without you

Yes, he had been to your room before, yes, he had laid in your bed too, but the wording… It seemed suggestive, nothing like pillow fights after a movie marathon or wishing goodnights and you asking him to stay a little longer. He brushed off the feeling though, setting his priorities and making a mental note to ask you about your wording.

Jake started putting one foot after another way quicker, and took a few deep breaths. Deciding that he had plenty of time to reply in real life, he shoved his phone into the backpocket of his light washed jeans.

There he was, faced with your door, alternating between raising his fist to rasp his knuckles against it and having a stare-off with the little stepping mat that was spread on the ground.

Taking a final calming breath, a desperate attempt at calming his racing heart, he knocked.

One, two, and then three seconds passed.

As expected, you were the one who opened the door. Looking nothing short of breathtaking in Jake's humble opinion with hair tucked away from your face, no makeup, a dark tank top and shorts.

Your lips stretched into an all-too-familiar half-smile as you recognised your visitor.

"If I knew you would appear on my doorstep after  that text, I would have sent it way sooner."

"Well, why didn't you?" Jake surprised himself with being able to put a coherent sentence together after being stunned by your beauty yet again.

Instead of answering immediately, you averted your gaze and stepped further from the entrance, inviting your friend in.

You lead Jake to the couch in front of the TV, grabbing both you and him a glass of water from the kitchen nearby.

"We broke up." You thought it would be better to be straight-forward about it, since it wasn't like being freed from this relationship was a sensitive topic for you. Obviously, you weren't nonchalant about it, but you felt better.

"Oh," Jake's mouth parted, hesitating on whether to console you or simply just accept this important fact you have thrown at him. "I'm sorry."

He wasn't sorry at all, maybe only for the fact that you might be disheartened after these events, even though you seemed fine.

The living room was bathing in warm tones thanks to the standing lamps you insisted on keeping around in the area, instead of hanging lights from the ceiling.

Your nose cast a shadow on one of your cheeks, and Jake suddenly had the urge to touch the presumably soft skin, as if he would be able to feel the dark outline of your nose.

"Don't be," you shrugged.

Jake gulped and took a sip of much needed water when you pulled up the strap of the tank top that slipped down on your shoulder.

"I'm pretty sure I will have to end things with him a second time, since he left with saying I can't break up with him, because he doesn't agree, but I'm completely done with his shit at this point." Your eyes wandered around the room while elaborating, the scene of your ex-boyfriend slamming the door to your house replaying in your head.

Catching up in the comfort of your living room and the soft pillows decorating your couch, you explained to Jake that you didn't want to risk dragging him into the ongoing fight between you and your ex, and since he would have jumped at even an innocent text from your friend, you decided on radio-silence while dealing with the problem.

Jake was only a little upset, since he found your actions reasonable, but it still bothered him that he wasn't able to help you.

After the sun dipped behind the clouds of the evening, Jake slowly got up from his seat, smiling warmly.

"See you soon?" you asked, your eyes shining.

"Yeah. Text me."

Jake lifted an arm to wrap around your waist and pull you against his chest. He moved his face so that his soft, plump lips were aligned with your ears and whispered, leaving a feather-light kiss on the side of your face.

"You've got my number."

THE END.

[maximura]

Can you make a post of the boy group music you're listening to at the moment? Like your girl group post.

Right now, I'm listening to:

NCT Cinematic Universe And All Adjacent Subsidiaries: HRH Limitless, ISTJ, 90s Love , Love Talk, Domino

Ateez: Silver Light, Cyberpunk, Halazia, HRH Answer

TXT: Chasing That Feeling (Eng), Loser=Lover, Lovesong (pH-1 version), Ring, sorry the new songs can't beat my favourites

Big Bang: Monster, Bae Bae, Crooked

Enhypen: TFW, Drunk-Dazed

TBZ: Maverick

Ghost (Non Kpop): Mary On A Cross (live)

Jungkook: 3D (Alt), Standing Next To You

Monsta X: Rush Hour, One Day, Got My Number

HRH Taemin: Guilty, Advice, Under My Skin

DPR IAN: So Beautiful

Mino: Fear, Runaway, Body, Shoot

EXO: HRH Overdose, Monster, Obsession

Day6: Congratulations (Eng), Shoot Me, Sweet Chaos, The Greatest

IKON: HRH Just Go, I'm Ok, Goodbye Road

SuperM: Tiger Inside

Shinee: Don't Call Me, Hard

VIXX: HRH Error, Light Up The Darkness, Beautiful Liar

Sik-K: HRH Fire

Changmo: Maestro

[monsta-x-jagi]

Legal Affairs - Chapter 5

Synopsis: Wonho to the rescue

Word count: 2.5k

Triggers: claustrophobia (maybe)

Author’s note: wholesome uncle/niece relationship :)

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The voices in the stairwell subsided in a few minutes, and the sound of a door closing somewhere indicated you were probably completely alone now. You had started moving down the stairs slowly, trying to hear better, but now realised you had lost count of how many flights you descended. 

Reaching the nearest exit from the stairwell, you tried the handle and found it locked. You felt a lump in your throat, nervous you were locked in, but you forced yourself to climb down a few more stairs. Surely, the lowest floor was either ground floor or basement parking which could be unlocked. Yet when you reached the lowest level of the stairwell, you realised this wasn’t the case. Tears pricked at your eyes as your nervousness grew, and you let them fall, all the while climbing back up the stairs and searching for a door that would open.

Knowing you were alone in the stairwell, you let out a sob. You pulled your mask off and sat on the staircase. After a few minutes, your crying became sniffles and you decided it was time to call for help. You could call your uncle, but it was nearly midnight. You could call your parents, but they didn’t even live in this city. You could call Jia or another friend, but they barely knew where the TV station was. Which left Monsta X as your only viable option. 

Hoseok’s number was your last contacted, so you called and waited, but he didn’t pick up. Next in your recently contacted was Minhyuk, who also didn’t pick up. Same result for Kihyun. So you tried your saved contacts. Changkyun? No answer. Hyungwon? No answer. You weren’t expecting Hyunwoo or Jooheon to pick up since they hadn’t even met you yet, but you dialled anyways. You weren’t surprised when there was no answer.

So you scrolled back through your contacts and tried Hoseok’s number. Repeatedly, about 4 times, but no success. Realising that, somehow, calling the very people who were in this building was not a viable option, you called your ride or die: your uncle.

He picked up on the last ring, his voice hoarse from sleep. “Sweetheart, do you need a ride home?”

You could feel the tears returning. “Actually I just need help.”

“Then tell us, we’re listening.” Your uncle must’ve woken up your aunt.

“I’m locked inside the stairwell at the TV station. Minhyuk said I should come to a party here for the case, so I could find out what happened to Hoseok, and then I think I did find something out, but I got lost and I don’t know how to leave.” There it was. The floodgates opened. Your sobs echoed throughout the empty stairwell. 

“Okay… give me some time. I will make a couple calls and see what I can do.” Your uncle hung up. He never did goodbyes, but you would trust him with your life. 

Hoseok adjusted his onesie while he sipped the drink Hyungwon gave him. 

“Oh y/n called me,” Hyungwon said while scrolling his phone. “She also called Changkyun apparently.”

“What did she say?” Hoseok asked. He hadn’t seen you at the party yet. 

“I don’t know, probably just looking for you. Didn’t she call you?” Hyungwon asked.

Hoseok fiddled in his pocket for his phone. It wasn’t there. “Oh shit. Uhh Hyungwonah, call her back and tell her I dropped my phone somewhere.”

Hoseok retraced his steps. From the hallway to the elevator, his phone couldn’t be found. Then to the green rooms, he started with the one closest to the elevator. He stepped in his phone before he saw it. Sure enough, it was in the same place he had been lying down at to eat some trainee’s pussy earlier. Though was she a trainee? She knew about the security cameras at the station, but didn’t seem to know anybody at the party.

Doesn’t matter, he’ll probably see her on screen sometime. Picking up his phone, Hoseok found 5 missed called from you, another 2 from his manager, and a string of text messages from his members. 

Jooheon: I can’t believe none of you picked up the phone

Kihyun: well I was driving Minhyuk home

Hyunwoo: unfortunately I didn’t know it was our lawyer calling 

Changkyun: god just someone call her back

Minhyuk: HOSEOK WHERE TF R U

Hyungwon: oh he lost his phone somewhere 

Kihyun: tell me it wasn’t with someone too

Hyungwon: I can only guess

Changkyun: look if y/n’s lost, Hyunwoo and I will go look for her 

Minhyuk: you sure you aren’t scared of the dark?

Minhyuk: what if you get locked in the dark stairwell too?

Kihyun: dammit where is Hoseok?

Hyunwoo: don’t worry Changkyun and I will go

Hoseok finally started replying: Guys I’m here. Is y/n okay? Did you call her yet?

Minhyuk: GO SAVE UR PRINCESS

Hyungwon: her phone was busy, I couldn’t call her

Kihyun: someone stay at the party in case she comes back

Hyungwon: I will

Hyunwoo: Hoseok, we’ll take the top levels if you check the lower ones

Hoseok: on it

Around 10 minutes later, your uncle called again. 

“Samcheon I am so sorry for doing this to you,” you began.

“We can talk about that tomorrow, but right now, stay exactly where you are. I’ve asked the Monsta X boys to come find you.” It always amazed you that your uncle could speak sternly without being harsh.

“Are you going to fire me?” You asked timidly. 

“No. Sweetheart, anyone can see how tenacious you are. You’re just investigating, and you’ve already followed up so many leads. You just need to learn a bit of common sense first. Like next time, tell someone where you’re going if you think it could be unsafe. I am not disappointed in you. I just want you to learn some more things.”

“Thank you, samcheon,” you sobbed into your phone. 

You weren’t sure how long it had been since you put your phone down. You hugged your knees to your chest and waited. You heard the hurried pitter patter of feet somewhere below you. They seemed to be getting closer, and were accompanied by the sound of heavy breathing. Someone was running towards you. As per your uncle!s instructions, you waited for whoever it was, attacker or rescuer, to come find you. 

“Y/n?” You heard faintly. The sound bounced around the stairwell. “Y/n?” You heard it again. Then you felt your phone buzzing in your hand with several messages from Hoseok.

Hoseok: I am so sorry I didn’t come sooner

Hoseok: I am looking for you right now, can you hear me?

Hoseok: Changkyun is looking for you too

Hoseok: don’t be afraid

You: I am still here 

Hoseok: I’m coming hang in there

“Hoseok…?” You spoke into the empty air. “Hoseok?” You tried again a little louder.

“Y/n?” Someone responded. 

You messaged Hoseok then: was that you?

Hoseok replied immediately: yes

Clearing your throat, you called out louder. “Hoseok!!”

You saw a figure sprinting up the stairs towards you, his form being a simple t-shirt and a onesie hanging around his hips. “Y/n, I’m here, I’m here, it’s okay, I’ve got you, okay?” Hoseok said a little breathlessly. He crouched down in front of you and searched your face. “Do you want me to take you home?”

You shook your head. “Just give me a moment.” You began to stand up, and Hoseok held out an arm in case you needed it. You took it and he led you down the stairs.

“What were you doing in the stairwell?” He asked.

“I followed this staff member who I didn’t think should be here, and then I heard her talking to someone about some of the things being investigated.”

“Why didn’t you tell anyone before you left? What if you got hurt?” Hoseok’s brow furrowed in concern.

“I didn’t have time. I was alone near the green rooms and I didn’t want to miss a lead in your case.”

Hoseok stopped and faced you as you two reached an exit door. “You should take the day off tomorrow. I’ll take you home, and we can stop at a pharmacy if you need hangover meds.” Hoseok began taking you back towards the party, where the crowd was beginning to thin.

“Hoseok, me having a day off is up to my CEO, and I have already scheduled things for tomorrow.” You tugged on his sleeve so you wouldn’t lose him among the guests.

To your surprise, Hoseok took your hand from his sleeve and held it firmly instead. He brought you to a couch occupied by Hyungwon who was holding two cocktails, and motioned for you to sit down.

Hyungwon handed you a drink. “Hey y/n, glad we found you.”

“Thanks.” You took a sip. “This is nice, what’s in it?”

Hyungwon shrugged. “Good stuff?” 

You laughed but Hoseok tensed. He asked, “Hyungwon, you’ve been guarding those drinks the whole time right? Nobody put anything in them?”

Hyungwon answered quickly, with no hesitation. “No, they were with me the entire time.”

You looked at Hoseok. “Is something wrong?” Then you remembered. “Wait is it the Rohy-“

“Yeah.” Hoseok gruffly cut you off. “I had that same drink at the last party, and after what you heard at the stairwell, I just feel nervous.” 

You lifted up a hand to rub Hoseok’s shoulder comfortingly, then dropped it. There were people around. “It’s okay. It’s normal. And it gets easier eventually.”

Hoseok seemed to relax a little at that. You sipped your drink quietly. Once you drained it, you stood up, wobbling slightly. Hoseok’s arms reached out to catch you in case you were about to fall. 

“So I was thinking of leaving now, but how are you two planning on getting home?” You said while trying to regain your balance.

Hyungwon nodded towards Hoseok. “Him probably.” Satisfied with his answer, you started walking away.

“I am surprised you didn’t offer to drive her home, hyung,” Hyungwon said. “Or even better, why don’t you ask her to sleep at our dorm again?” 

“I mentioned it when I found her at the staircase, but she left too quickly,” Hoseok replied.

“Maybe she already has a ride home and didn’t want to bother you? Plus she has work in the morning, and you get to sleep in,” Hyungwon pointed out.

Hoseok chewed his lip. “She needs rest. You didn’t see her in that stairwell, she looked so terrified and helpless. And to think she could’ve run into someone that could’ve easily hurt her.”

Hyungwon gave Hoseok a sidelong glance. “If you’re that worried, why don’t you go find her?”

With a thinned out crowd, you made your way out of the venue very quickly. You rubbed your arms when the cold night air hit you. The moving bodies at the party had kept you warm earlier. Luckily, you had a jacket in your car. As you were unlocking your car, Hoseok called you.

“Hey, what’s wrong? Did I leave something behind?” You asked.

You could hear Hoseok puffing like he was running. “Y/n where are you right now?”

“My car, why?”

“Let me drive you home. You had alcohol and a rough night, it might not be safe,” Hoseok said between breaths.

“I’m already at my car, and it was one drink.”

“But you probably drank earlier too. What if you get charged with drunk driving?” Hoseok didn’t know that legal threats like that worked on you, but they did, so you quickly folded. You told him the street you parked at and waited for him to pick you up. 

A few minutes later, you were in Hoseok’s car, clutching your jacket with the heating cranked up. You began entering your address into the GPS, but then paused.

“Can you drop me off at the nearest hotel?” You asked. 

“Why? I don’t mind if you live far away or anything… Unless there’s another reason?” Hoseok asked. 

“Nonono, it’s just that… look I don’t want to wake up anyone in my house, I’ve already caused enough trouble for one night,” you replied sheepishly.

“No, don’t say that. Your family will be happy to see that you’re okay. Did you know your uncle himself called my manager when you went missing?” Hoseok replied.

“Wait what?” 

“Yeah, and you two must be really close if your uncle can access your clients’ information.” 

“Uh what? I don’t give out client information, that’s illegal. Don’t accuse me like that,” you said a little harshly.

“No I wasn’t accusing you of anything. I just meant something like your uncle probably knew your passwords so that in an emergency, he could help you,” Hoseok said, unfazed by your tone earlier. But you weren’t ready to let it go yet.

“Alright, I’m sorry about how I spoke just then, but there’s something you need to know.” 

Hoseok waited for you to go on. 

“The only reason my uncle knows about my clients is because he also works at Useungja.” You hung your head like you were admitting some dark secret.

“Well that’s great then! You’ll get lots of support with your career.” Truly, Hoseok might be too sweet for his own good. 

But you went along with it. “Yeah, it’s why I can’t let him see me when I get home because I have to look prepared for work tomorrow.”

“What is your schedule like the next day then?” Hoseok asked.

“Well it’s not set in stone but I am going to come back to the station to get more CCTV footage, and I have some meetings.” You explained then returned the question. “What’s your schedule like?” 

“I have an event in the evening, but otherwise I’m free.”

“Looks like you’ll get lots of sleep then,” you chuckled. 

“So could you if you took a day off. Like can’t you at least do your meetings online?”

Hoseok had a point. “True but the footage isn’t going to carry itself to me.”

Hoseok smiled. “I could bring it to you.” 

“You?” You looked him up and down as if making a point. 

Hoseok was still smiling. “Yeah, I can come see you around 11 with the footage and some soup for your hangover.” 

You felt warmth in your chest at that. “That’s very sweet of you but I am supposed to have a meeting at 11, with Monsta X, actually.” 

“Hang on why wasn’t I messaged about this?” Hoseok gasped.

“It’s a meeting for some NDAs I drafted over the weekend. You don’t need to sign it, but people I’ve interviewed do, which is probably why you weren’t informed.” 

Hoseok nodded. “Well then how about I pick you up at 10 with breakfast, and we go to see my members?” As you thought about whether that would be unprofessional, he added, “It’s either me driving or you taking a bus.” 

That was convincing. So you agreed to meet him at 10am. 

[starsinkpop]

KPop Game

Thank you @hy0ung for tagging me. I think we have a few things in common which is lovely 💖 since I’m not following any other kpop blogs besides the one who were already tagged, feel free to join if you’re a follower, i’d love to get to know you guys better too.

1. When did you first get into kpop? 2012

2. Who was your first ultimate bias? jimin

3. Who is your current ultimate bias? wooyoung

4. How did you get into kpop? Youtube recommended me a kpop mashup that was an absolute banger and made me check out the groups in that mix

5. Favourite girl group? everglow, aespa, 2ne1 (they probably don’t count but xg are my current number one, their songs just slap)

6. Favourite boy group? ateez, the boyz, monsta x

7. Who do you stan right now? mainly ateez and the boyz

8. What's your favourite kpop ship? i’m not into ships

9. Give an unpopular opinion about something kpop related? most people go to concerts for interactions and y/n moments only and don’t really care about the music or the artists.

10. Favourite solo artist? taemin, but i prefer krnb soloists, so let’s just add dean as well

11. Own any merch? if so, what? yes, it’s too much to list it here lol

12. If you could date one idol, who would it be and why? wooyoung, we have very similar interests and opinions and he knows how to treat people well. plus we can cook together and he knows how to take care of himself unlike most men lol

13. Last k-pop MV you watched? jimin - who

14. Favourite kpop songs? Take me home, mist, halazia precious and horizon by ateez & shine shine, insanity, russian roulette and scar by tbz (this list could be endless but i’ll stop here)

15. Do you prefer the old generation of kpop, or the new? if by new gen you mean all the kids debuting these past two years i’d definitely say old gen.

16. What is your most favourite kpop song? take me home by ateez

17. Favourite school themed MV? the real by ateez

18. Would you ever debut in a group if you had the chance? nope, but i’d love to work in the industry as a dancer/choreographer or makeup/nail artist

19. What's your favourite photo of your ultimate bias? you’ll see at the end of the post (the whole bias line hehe)

20. Your favourite group leader? hongjoong and chan

21. If you could meet one idol and one idol only, who would it be and why? hongjoong because he’s one of my biggest inspirations

22. Would you date you ultimate bias? yessss

23. If you could see one group live who would it be? ateez, tbz, svt, shinee or 2ne1

24. Can you do any k-pop dances? a few of them, yes.

25. Which idol would you love to go on a date with? san and hongjoong

26. What'd your opinion on non-korean idols? what matters to me is talent, not a nationality or ethnicity. gives the groups a nice spice

27. What idol would you like to be bestfriends with? keeho

28. which groups do you think deserved better? every group which is not part of big4

29. Name an underrated solo artist? not really underrated but i wish more people would love them, dean and sunmi

30. What was the first kpop MV you watched? bigbang - fantastic baby

31. Who is the prettiest female idol in your opinion? karina, momo and sunmi

32. Ever written a fanfiction about your favourite idol? if so, what was it about? yes and i’d like to keep this chapter closed

33. Do you prefer cute or sexy concepts? sexy

34. If you could say one sentence to your ultimate bias, what would it be? thank you for being your amazing self

35. Which MALE group do you think has the strongest visuals? ateez, the boyz, monsta x

36. Which FEMALE group do you think has the strongest visuals? aespa

37. How old were you when you got into kpop? 19 or 20

38. Do you have any friend at your school/work who are also into kpop? nope

39. Do you consider yourself a kpop fan or a kpop STAN? a fan

40. Do you prefer english songs or kpop songs? i like both

41. Who is the most handsome male idol in your opinion? chanhee from tbz

42. Any groups you think deserved a certain award they didn't get? again, almost every group outside big4 lol

43. Any kpop songs/groups you cant stand? txt, nct dream and ive

44. Kpop song that'll never get old? wonder girls - tell me

45. Ever met a kpop idol/group? if so, who and where? not in person outside of a concert, no

46. Are you planning on seeing a group in concert soon? YES (next concert is changkyuuuuun)

47. Any idols that have retired from kpop you wished would come back? nope

48. Favourite song by your favourite solo artists? want by taemin and die 4 you by dean

[jooheonspinky]

Monsta X Masterlist

Welcome: Thank you for stopping by. 

*all works are complete unless otherwise stated*

Shownu x Female Reader

So Beautiful[09.10.2021] {Angst, Smut} After having your first child, you no longer feel sexy with your new mom bod.

Wonho x Female Reader, ft Jooheon x Reader’s Female BFF

Stuck[04.08.2018] (a collaboration with @millie-ionaire05) {Smut}: Your best friend and you work for the most amazing company ever, hiring Kpop artists for events. When fraudsters come into play, the two of you will be stuck scrambling to appease the client and either losing your jobs, or striking on luck.: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 |

Wonho x Female Reader, ft Kihyun

The Mummy Prince [10.30.2018] {Halloween Thriller, Smut, one shot}: Y/N starts working at a museum of ancient artifacts. She is excited to put her studies of old languages to use as a new object is brought in.

Losing You [12.21.2020] {angst, magic!au}: Wonho must choose between you or saving the world

Minhyuk x Female Reader

The Black Ribbon[06.12.2018] {Horror/Thriller!au, one shot}: Minhyuk returns after an accident wearing a black choker that he insists must never be taken off.

Enchanted Night [03.30.2020] {Fantasy; one shot}: Accepting an invitation to a Halloween beach party, Y/N tags along with her best friend. There, she meets a young man with whom she hits it off with right away. But he is not all that he seems.

Kihyun x Female Reader

Ghost Tour Surprise [10.31.2021] {Halloween, Spooky}: Y/N takes a haunted tour of historical downtown, meeting a strange, yet handsome passenger along the way.

Hyungwon x Female Reader

Rumors[06.19.2018] {Smut, one shot}: You never thought you’d find yourself pinned between the sinks in the women’s bathroom by your crush offering you what you’d always wanted, but here you were, staring up into his face scrambling to keep your cool.

A Midnight Ball on Hallows' Eve [10.16.2019] {Spooky!au, one shot}: You share a dance with a mysterious stranger.

Jooheon x Female Reader

Tamed Hearts: [09.28.2018] {Angst, Fluff}: Do past lives really exist? It’s difficult for Y/N to cling to her beliefs when so much has her leaning towards a yes.: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 

Regrets: [10.31.2020] {Fantasy, angst, one shot}: This was a ‘finish the story’ challenge using this prompt: Part of me was hoping the ground would just open up and swallow me whole as I watched him approach me. I hadn’t seen him since that night we parted ways, and I was hoping I never would. Seeing him brought back all of those memories that I fought so hard to repress, to forget. ”Hello dear, I thought I might find you here.”

No Regrets: [04.24.2022] {Fantasy, vampire!au, angst, fluff, smut, one shot}:  When I can’t let our last goodbye be for forever.

Got my Number: [08.23.2022] {idol!au, fluff, smut, one shot}:  A trip to see Monsta X in concert turns out to be so much more than expected.

Jooheon x Gender Neutral Reader

Disturbance:[08.13.2021] {Angst}:A waking nightmare shakes you to your core and Jooheon is there to help calm you afterwards despite the fact you two had not been talking to each other all day.

Changkyun x Female Reader

The Spirit Board[10.29.2018] {Halloween Thriller, one shot}: When Y/N finds an old spirit board while cleaning out her attic, will she still believe that spirits aren’t real?

OT7 

Wonho X Female Reader, ft BFF Changkyun, BTS

Lure of the Lore [01.30.2019] {Werewolf, angst, fluff, smut}: Y/N‘s never been a believer in lore, unlike her best friend Changkyun. That is until he drags her to yet ANOTHER exhibit where there is a supposed werewolf locked in a cage made of silver and steel. 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 |

Monsta X Cabin in Lure of the Lore [11.25.2019]1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 |

Jooheon X Female Reader

The Draco Prince [09.12.2020]{Fantasy; Inspired by The Witcher series}: Y/N sets on a quest to find the dragon prince. Her goal is to break the curse and return him to his family. This journey finds her befriending several creatures and humans which turn out to be essential to her quest. 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11

[existslikepristin]

Hi ELP! Long time lurker here, love your writing! From the legendary groups of the 1st generation to the most recent rookies, is there any group you recently got into? What makes you curious to check a group out? Is it their music, performances, music videos, visuals, variety show appearances? What are you looking for in a group? Skills/talent, personality, chemistry between members, just good songs? What do you like the most about your favorite groups? sincerely, leaf.

Heyhey, thank you for being around and engaging!

This post isn't HUGE, but here's a Keep Reading line for the sake of efficiency:

I don't think I've gotten into any groups recently. Like... within the last year, at least? I'm pretty sure the last one I started actively paying attention to was WJSN, and that was either right before Queendom started or somewhere in the middle of it. Basically just in time to hype myself up with "Last Sequence" and then immediately become disappointed with their lack of comeback for more than a year now.

As for what draws me in, if I'm being honest, it's usually that I see a random picture of a member in the group who I find exceptionally attractive to the point that I have a bias before I've even heard their music (Eunha, Dayoung, Choerry, Sunny, Jihyo, Rina, etc), and I go from there. As long as they have more than just one member I think is hot, such as music I like and ideally a company that gives them more than one comeback a year, I'll follow them casually. Sometimes I'll get into a group based on a recommendation directly from a friend (Dreamcatcher, Purple Kiss, Monsta X), or very rarely I find them at random like from a Pandora station (Red Velvet, Itzy).

What I like the most about each group is pretty much always different. The ones I don't follow quite as much have fewer factors I like (Itzy puts on great performances, f(x) had incredible music, G-Idle is full of wild personality). My favorites just have the largest number of things I like. Red Velvet has an enormous discography of mostly hits, they're hot, their fans are relatively chill, and I've seen them in person. Purple Kiss are top tier musicians and have the discography to prove it, they're hot, they give indie vibes, their company seems decent, and they were willing to let go of a member who they weren't utilizing rather than hanging on to her for no good reason. DC has a good company, they're hot and funny, they make tons of content, I got to go to a concert, they have a great fanbase, they nourish my soul, and they have great music.

TL;DR: It depends on the group.

(Like, fuckin OOF, am I right?)

[eyesofshan-if]

Hi, I just wanted to say I just found this if today at 7AM. It’s currently 10AM (I need to get ready for work soon </3) and I read through your entire blog. Your writing is simply incredible and the characters are very likable so far as well. Also I really like your personality Noot. I saw that you like kpop as well, so in a modern setting which groups would the characters be more likely to stan? Also good luck with school and everything!

thank you!! i'm glad that you've joined us on this train ride hehe <3 as for the ROs and kpop groups...

hansol - btob, mamamoo

likes their ballads

small number of members, easy to keep track of their names

danced badly to hip once when drunk and nearly smashed his head into a table

asked why seventeen doesn't have seventeen members

insu - twice, red velvet

listens to their songs when he's doing work with a completely straight face

randomly goes "shy shy shy" with the most deadpan voice ever in the library before returning to his work

refuses to acknowledge zimzalabim exists

yongsun - shinee, chungha, sunmi

too busy to keep up so he stuck with the first group he found and just went with it from there

female soloists are just a different kinda vibe

can do the whole choreography of snapping

wooyoung - super junior, itzy, (g)idle

watches super junior for the comedy, eventually got into the songs

likes energetic and bright music

nearly dislocated his shoulder trying to do ryujin's shoulder dance in wannabe

dalhwa - monsta x, dreamcatcher

looks soft and delicate with reading her books while listening to music on her airpods max

but get too close and you'll hear rock hip hop pop being blasted at max volume in her headphones

purist about stable live vocals

???? - seventeen, exo

loves seventeen's very very very clean choreography

likes exo's songs for the sexy vibe

purist about stable live vocals pt 2

creates different accounts to argue on twitter

[ugh-yoongi]

catching up on tag games :)

tysm for tagging me in these @livelocks & @the-boy-meets-evil! sorry it took me 500 years to do them. <3

✨ which character are you? personality quiz ✨

rules: take this test and present who you got as the characters most similar to you

i have not seen 99% of these so someone else will have to confirm :')

— bias tag game

rules: you're going to pick 10 of your biases (or as many biases as you have and then fill in the rest of the spots with idols you like) and number them 1-10. then answer the questions below! try not to look at the questions before you make your list!

jewel's bias list:

seokjin, bts

yoongi, bts

jeonghan, seventeen

seungcheol, seventeen

seungkwan, seventeen

jun, seventeen

seonghwa, ateez

mingi, ateez

younghoon, the boyz

hyungwon, monsta x

between 7 and 5, who did you bias first?

seonghwa. he wasn't my OG ateez bias, but i got into ateez a few years before seventeen.

between 2 and 6, who are you more attached to?

yoongi

if you were to spend the day with either 3 or 1, who would you choose and what would you do?

i knew i should've ordered these differently. you'd have to pry seokjin out of my cold dead hands. we are going to a haunted house.

what is your favorite physical feature about 9?

HIS LIL SMILE

what is your favorite part of 6's personality?

how unapologetically weird he is? like just openly talking about eating cat food?? and how it's pretty good? i honestly feel like his character in wonwoo's diary was not a character at all and he just showed up as himself.

if you were to tell 8 anything you wanted, what would you tell them?

that i'm glad he came back and ateez wasn't the same without him. also where did you get a fucking jesus piece t-shirt, we really need to talk about that.

between 1 and 2, whose closet would you raid?

i'm going with yoongi here, solely because i want that hot pink valentino poncho so fucking bad. however, on the off-chance that they didn't give it to him and he only modeled it, i'm going after that floral denim LV jacket seokjin wore to the airport.

what is a style that you want to see 3 try?

oh, that's tough bc i feel like he changes his style a lot. his personal style is really eclectic, too, especially since he's been doing stuff with ysl. i really have no idea on this one.

between 5 and 4, who are you closer to in height?

seungkwan

between 10 and 9, whose music do you like the best?

oh dear. i really like them both, but i'm gonna go with hyungwon just because it's a little more grown up and he has more of a hand in the production & writing.

[dkbtho]

Bias Tag Game

Tagged by: @dive-in-the-blue <3 <3

Rules: you're going to pick 10 of your biases (or as many biases as you have and then fill in the rest of the spots with idols you like) and number them 1-10, then answer the questions below. try not to look at the questions before you make your list

E-Chan (dkb)

S.Coups (svt)

Bang Chan (skz)

Hwanwoong (oneus)

Serim (cravity)

Sunwoo (tbz)

Hyungwon (mx)

Mark (nct)

Jackson Wang

Minhyuk (btob)

Questions and answers below!

Between 7 and 5, who did you bias first?

(7. Hyungwon 5. Serim) Hyungwon! I got into cravity BECAUSE of monsta x, actually!!

Between 2 and 6, who are you more attached to?

(2. S.Coups 6. Sunwoo) I'm sorry Sunwoo.. it's not even a competition.. S.Coups the loml my favorite guy ever. I fell so fast for him?? almost embarrassing?? but also I love him and I'm not sorry for loving Cheol <3

If you were to spend the day with either 3 or 1, who would you choose and what would you do?

(3. Bang Chan 1. E-Chan) This one is SO DIFFICULT.... I love them both so much!!! Maybe Bang Chan?? I think his personality would suit a chill day more? We'd probably just relax and chat. I think E-Chan would probably want to go shopping lol

What is your favorite physical feature about 9?

(9. Jackson) He's SO HANDSOME. Like. Absurdly so. His smile is so FUN and so beautiful. (but I'm a smile lover... so...)

What is your favorite part of 6's personality?

(6. Sunwoo) He's so goofy. He'll commit to the bit. more than anyone I think I've seen. Top ten, at least. He's in it for the jokes <3

If you were to tell 8 anything you wanted, what would you tell them?

(8. Mark) It's OKAY to REST!! idk but he just seems SO FREAKING BUSY!! Like. he's in every NCT you could imagine and also Super M?? and ?? he does solo stuff?? and he's just??? immensely busy. He rules, and does it all very well! I just hope he's getting the rest he needs and not pushing himself too far <3

Between 1 and 2, whose closet would you raid?

(1. E-Chan 2. S.Coups) HONESTLY. I don't think I can choose here!!!! They both dress so much like me???? (Their casual non-idol clothes) All the hoodies and the sweats and the t-shirts?? Very Minji outfits honestly

What is a style that you want to see 3 try?

(3. Bang Chan) Is there anything he hasn't tried?

Between 5 and 4, who are you closer to in height?

(5. Serim 4. Hwanwoong) lmao I'm literally half way between them!! 3.5 cm from each... Serim = 175cm Me = 171.5 Hwanwoong =168

Between 10 and 9, whose music do you like the best?

(10. Minhyuk 9. Jackson) Jackson... I'm obsessed with his music!!! The Magic Man album???? Incredible.. SO good.

[sunminshine]

Bias Tag Game

Tagged by: @baekhyunnybyun (thank youuuuuuu 💕)

Rules: you're going to pick 10 of your biases (or as many biases as you have and then fill in the rest of the spots with idols you like) and number them 1-10, then answer the questions below. try not to look at the questions before you make your list!

Tagging: @dive-in-the-blue @shalalayong I'm curious to see yours but feel free to pass as always, friends! Also, @baekhyunnybyun going to tag you again if you wanted to do a GG edition :)

Bias List

Minhyuk (Monsta X)

Minho (Shinee)

Jaeyoon (SF9)

Jinhwan (iKON)

Changbin (Stray Kids)

Yeosang (Ateez)

Dokyeom (Seventeen)

Onew (Shinee)

Zuho (SF9)

Taeyong (NCT)

Questions & Answers below the cut

1. Between 7 and 5, who did you bias first?

Changbin! But only because skz was the first group I ever got into so he had the benefit of time even if he wasn't my first skz bias. Seokmin, on the other hand, claimed that title for svt and never let go.

2. Between 2 and 6, who are you more attached to?

Minho. I... Yes... Minho.

3. If you were to spend the day with either 3 or 1, who would you choose and what would you do?

THIS IS TOUGH. I've been mulling this over for hours and I can't think of a proper answer. I feel like I would enjoy just being in Jaeyoon's presence for a day but I feel like I would enjoy doing things with Minhyuk, y'know?

4. What is your favorite physical feature about 9?

I want to say Zuho's smile but that's true for most idols so I'm going to say his tattoos! I am a thigh tattoo enjoyer and they are so sweet (and actually look good) 😭 man really loves his group and also probably forgot too many birthdays in his time.

5. What is your favorite part of 6's personality?

I love how sincere Yeosang seems to be. I can't even properly express it but there is this soft-heartedness about him that reminds me a lot of my sissy and while we never know what idols are truly like, he gives off an inner light that feels very genuine and gross emotions but I'm very soft for him okay???

6. If you were to tell 8 anything you wanted, what would you tell them?

More emotions? Ughhhhh I would tell Lee Jinki that he brings so much warmth and joy to other people's lives and I hope he treats himself with the same love and care. I would tell him that I can't imagine being a leader, let alone for a group with the longevity and popularity of Shinee but he's done so well. I would tell him that Circle is a fucking great album.

7. Between 1 and 2, whose closet would you raid?

Neither really? I'll go with Minhyuk just because I'm sure he has some good sweaters or t-shirts or whatever. I just imagine Minho with a lot of golf shirts.

8. What is a style that you want to see 3 try?

I do not have an eye for styling so I don't know how to answer this question. Do whatever makes you happy Jaeyoon 😘

9. Between 5 and 4, who are you closer to in height?

Short kings what's uuuuuuup. According to the interwebs, Jinhwan is slightly shorter and that makes him closer to my height.

10. Between 10 and 9, whose music do you like the best?

Okay this is v interesting. Taeyong has a lot more solo music compared to what I've heard from Zuho and, in general, I enjoy it and the different sounds he plays with! In saying that, Zuho plays a bigger role in SF9's music between writing and producing and I love it. So I really appreciate one's solo stuff vs one's work for his group.

[lost-inthedream]

Bias tag

Tagged by this cutie @certified-mujin-simp

You’re going to pick 10 of your biases (or as many biases as you have and then fill in the rest of the spots with idols you like) and number them 1-10. Then answer the questions below! Try not to look at the questions before you make your list!

Kihyun (Monsta x)

Changkyun (Monsta x)

Youngbin (SF9)

Hwiyoung (SF9)

Hyojin (ONF)

Sehyoon (A.C.E)

Donghun (A.C.E)

BX (CIX)

Jimin (BTS)

Kun (NCT/Wayv)

Questions below the cut ^^

1. Between 7 and 5, who did you bias first?

Donghun!! I biased him much earlier than I stanned ONF. A.C.E had not even gone to mixnine at the time.

2. Between 2 and 6, who are you more attached to?

Sehyoon! He is similar to me in many ways

3. If you were to spend the day with either 3 or 1, who would you choose and what would you do?

Sorry Youngbin, but Ki is in the first position for a reason. I used to say kihyun was my kpop husband. I'd go on a karaokê, so he could defeat me in the roughest way possible. I like to sing :). I'd love to sing any james bae's song with him

4. What is your favorite physical feature about 9?

Jimin is chronologically my first bias ever. I don't remember. But since he got tattoos recently I'm gonna say his back. He decorated it very beautifully. Those tattoos suit his personality perfectly.

5. What is your favorite part of 6's personality?

He is a deep person. Not a man of many words but his words are necessary.

6. If you were to tell 8 anything you wanted, what would you tell them?

I'm gonna sound basic but I'd say he's an amazing leader.

7. Between 1 and 2, whose closet would you raid?

Is it dull if I say none of them? I love their style and I usually wanna steal clothes from men's closet but their styles are so different than mine.

8. What is a style that you want to see 3 try?

This is a philosophical question. I'm gonna say rock-ish cus rock is cool.

9. Between 5 and 4, who are you closer to in height?

Wait, i've just noticed that they are both taurus. Anyways, I'm closer to hyojin because I'm smol.

10. Between 10 and 9, whose music do you like the best?

Jimin's, two of his solo songs speak directly to me.