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Bestfriend! Y/N delievering Bestfriend! 2PM's stuff.

Jun K.

Nichkhun

Taecyeon

Wooyoung

Junho

Chansung

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When Their Foreign Partner Moves To Korea ~ 2PM Reaction

Jun.K:

You struggled to keep up with Minjun as he grabbed your hand and pulled you suddenly down another street again. “Are you going to tell me where we’re going at all or am I just going to keep guessing?”

As you spoke, Minjun slowed down, finally allowing you to catch your breath. “I’m sorry, I’m just so excited to show you everywhere.”

“I’ve barely been able to see anywhere because you’ve moved me around so quickly,” you explained to Minjun. “Can’t we at least stop so when you tell me the name of the place, I can see it?”

“Sorry, I just want to squeeze everything in,” Minjun excitedly told you.

The giddiness in his voice brought a smile to your face too. “You don’t need to squeeze it in, we’ve got plenty of time now that I’m here.”

“I didn’t think of that,” Minjun admitted in a whisper, taking a moment to pause. “I’m used to only having a week, but now you’re living here, we’ve got all the time in the world.”

“Let’s take it slow,” you suggested, “maybe we could just do one place at a time Min.”

“That sounds like a good idea to me.”

Nichkhun:

You relaxed into Nichkhun’s side as soon as he sat by you, relaxing his arm across both of your shoulders. “Does it ever get easier for you?” You enquired, sat out on your balcony, overlooking the city.

A hum came from Nichkhun, leaving you confused. “I still get homesick sometimes, but it definitely feels like home for me now.”

“I don’t know why but I’ve really felt that way today,” you confided in Nichkhun, feeling his grip around you tighten as he understood exactly how you felt about moving to another country.

“At least you’ve got me here with you,” he reasoned, kissing the side of your head.

You could do nothing else but nod in agreement with Nichkhun. “There’s no way I��d ever come here if it wasn’t for you being here with me.”

“It’ll get easier, the more you settle,” Nichkhun told you from his own personal experience. “We can keep doing things here that introduce Korea, and remind you of home too.”

“I’d love that,” you smiled, “thank you for already taking such good care of me Nichkhun.”

“I’m always going to be right here for you.”

Taecyeon:

Your eyes rolled as Taecyeon couldn’t help but poke you again in the arm as he passed you by. “Are all Koreans as annoying as you are, or is it just you?” You joked as he took his seat back opposite you again.

His smile was innocent, resting his chin into the palm of his hands, “I can’t believe you’d ever suggest that I could be annoying.”

“At least through a computer screen I can shut you down,” you continued to mess with Taecyeon, hearing him groan. “I wish there was some sort of power off button on you right now.”

“I can arrange to fly you home if you want me to,” Taecyeon jokingly warned you.

Your eyes widened in surprise, hitting against Taecyeon’s arm. “After all this time do you really want to send your best friend back home?”

“I’m only messing with you,” Taecyeon insisted, rolling his eyes at the look of shock on your face. “Now that you’re here, I’m not letting you go back home ever again.”

“Ever again?” You challenged, “you can’t put me up in your apartment forever you know Taec.”

“Really? Because I reckon that I could.”

Wooyoung:

Your eyes were wide as you looked over the table, taking in the many dishes that Wooyoung had ordered for you to try. “What would you recommend first?” You asked, deciding to trust the expert best.

Wooyoung pointed straight away to the kimbap in front of you, “I’m super confident that you’ll fall in love with this when you try it.”

“I better love it now,” you laughed as you picked up your chopsticks before taking a piece of kimbap. With Wooyoung’s eyes firmly on you, you placed it into your mouth, humming immediately.

“Delicious, right?” Wooyoung quizzed, focusing on the smile that was on your face.

Your head nodded as you swallowed before speaking, “that is one of the most incredible things that I’ve ever tasted, it’s so good, that’s unfair.”

“There’s plenty more where that came from,” Wooyoung reminded you, “do you want to try something else? Maybe I could open up one of the bottles of soju?”

“I’ll give anything a try,” you smirked, “go on, I’ll give it all a try under your recommendation.”

“I’ve got all of my favourite things you’ll love.”

Junho:

Your eyes flickered around for Junho in panic as the staff member spoke to you, unable to quite figure out what she was saying. “I need help,” you mouthed as soon as your eyes met his across the shop.

Junho rushed across to you, standing by your side. “What did she say?” Junho asked you, but you could only shrug to him in reply.

“I’m not sure, I only picked up a few words,” you admitted, beginning to fret as the woman looked at you expectantly, unaware that your Korean wasn’t quite as fluent as she expected it to be.

“Don’t worry, I’ll sort this,” Junho promised as she asked her to repeat herself.

You stood apprehensively as she did so, hanging back until Junho turned across to you again. “Is she mad?” You whispered to him, your voice shaky.

“Of course not,” Junho smiled, taking a hold of both of your hands. “No one is expecting you to get everything, with a bit of practice though we can get there, can’t we?”

“Yeah,” you agreed, “I’m sorry if I’m making you work so hard when we’re out and about translating.”

“Don’t apologise, I don’t mind helping at all.”

Chansung:

Your smile was weak as you turned around from the window after hearing Chansung call out your name, his eyes full of concern. “I’m alright,” you quickly assured him, knowing that he was worrying about you.

He looked questionably back across to you, “if you’re having a hard time, it’s alright. It’s a big jump being here compared to home.”

“I’m loving being here and finally being able to visit you and your family,” you smiled as he moved to stand beside you. “There’s so much that’s different though, it’s hard to get my head around at times.”

“You know you can talk to me, and I’ll help you out where I can,” he whispered.

Your head nodded in reply to Chansung, knocking your waist against his. “You being such a brilliant best friend is the whole reason that I’m here anyway.”

“I know, but it’s still going to be hard,” Chansung sympathised, offering you a reassuring grin. “Whenever you’re homesick, tell me, then I can cheer you up.”

“I dread to think what you have planned for me sometimes,” you laughed, “your mind is mysterious.”

“I’ll always make sure you have a great time.”

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Kinkmas - Day 13: Marking W/ Nichkhun

Post Date: 13th December 2022 Content: Smut - 2PM Nichkhun x Reader WC: 1.1K TW?: Marking - Hickeys, Finger and hand prints/ Possessive!Nichkhun 

Summary: When you have a secret santa off a secret admirier, Nichkhun can’t help but get jealous and makes sure that whoever it was, knew you were already taken.

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Just as you’re about to leave the house to meet your friends, you’re stopped in your tracks when you notice a small present on the floor in front of you, labeled with your name and signed off with just ‘Secret Admirer'.

Confused, you slowly pick it up, close your door behind you and make your way into the dining room, putting it down on the table and leaving it there, ready for you to come home to afterward. With a pep in your step, thinking it must be off of your boyfriend, Nichkhun, you make your way to meet your best friend for coffee. 

Unbeknownst to you, it was definitely not off of him as he already had your Christmas presents planned, plus he was past the whole secret admirer idea, just wanting to be straight up with making sure you knew his presents were off him. 

Moments after you leave, Nickhyun walks into the house, putting his keys down on the table before making his way to the kitchen. In the corner of his eye, he notices the present, face scrunching in confusion just as yours did earlier on as he walks over to it.

Opening up the label, he lets out a distasteful groan with a sour taste in his mouth, knowing he wouldn’t have left this, and instantly gets in a foul mood. The idea that you had a secret admirer and it wasn’t him, makes him angry, as it was evident enough that you were with him but obviously that was never going to be enough.

He knows he shouldn’t get this worked up over it, but part of him is getting extremely possessive over you, you are his and only his. The sour taste in his mouth stays for hours on end, waiting for you to get home to ask you about it, why you’re accepting gifts like this. He knew he was going to be crossing a line but he just couldn’t help it. 

As soon as you walk through the door, he’s standing there, arms crossed in front of his chest, looking straight through you rather than at you. Smiling at him, you walk towards your boyfriend, arms out to give him a hug but your arms drop and your face contorts in confusion.

“Hey baby, are you okay?” You slowly ask, taking one of his hands in yours as he brushes you off, walking away to pick up your present, handing it back to you as you smile, thanking him as he hands it over.

“I don’t know why you’re thanking me, this isn’t from me?” Nichkhun scoffs sarcastically, standing tall over you as you look up at him, dumb founded, you had sworn it was him, who else could it be?

“Is it not? I thought it was,” You go quiet, opening it up to see the most sparkly necklace, silver with the prettiest little diamond hanging off it, seemingly really expensive. 

Noticing the gift, he grits his teeth together, ripping them out of your hands as his hands fly to your waist, looking at you with dark eyes, “So who’s it off, huh? Who bought you this?” 

“I don’t know baby, I’m really gutted that it’s not off you,” You look at him, wrapping your arms around him, noticing he’s really not himself, “I promise you that I don’t know who it is,” you confirm. 

Rolling his eyes with an accompanied scoff, he pulls you closer, lips crashing against yours without remorse, turning it heated within seconds, his possessiveness taking over him, picking you up to put you on the table. He presses himself against you, leaving you no room to move.

“What’s gotten into you?” You ask, taking a deep breath between the kisses and pulling away slightly, and ruffling his hair with a small smile on your face. You weren’t going to complain about coming home to this, but with the way he’s been since you walked through the door, you knew something was off. 

Hand on your face, cupping your cheek, he smirks slightly with a deep tone of voice, “You’re my baby, only mine. No one can admirer you like I can, no one”.

His voice sends shivers down your spine, his words going straight to your core, making you soak through your panties. And if that wasn’t enough, the way he looks at you has you reeling, heads over heels as he licks his lips, his eyes wandering from your lips to your neck and an idea burns in his mind. 

“It’s not my fault, I don’t even know who my little admirer is,” You cock an eyebrow cheekily, teasing with your words as you watch his face contort, eyes hungry to devour your there and then.

“I know baby, but you’re mine. Everyone should know that, I just have to make it evident that you’re mine,” He twirls his fingers on your sides then digs his hands into the flesh, making you yelp at the feeling. 

His fingers find their way under your shirt, digging into your bare flesh enough to leave a small bruise there as his head leans towards the crook of your neck which you move your head to give him better access. 

The way he peppers your neck with kisses makes you whimper a little, kissing right up the sensitive part of your neck and starting off light, to begin with. Slowly, the small peppering turns into little bites and sucking on the skin, making you jolt back a little at the sensation. 

However, he wasn’t really happy with the small faint bruising, knowing that it’ll fade within hours. Humming to himself, he looks at you with begging eyes to continue, and of course, he does.

Although, you didn’t prepare yourself for the harsh biting and sucking on the skin that he does, making you moan loudly at the feeling, hissing at the stinging sensation but the way your hands pull at his hair, just eggs him on to keep going.

His hands move to your thighs, gripping tighter on them than your hips before moving them to yank down your trousers and removing your top in the process, leaving you bare in just your underwear on the table.

So much skin to cover in front of him, growling to himself as he moves to the other side of your neck, repeating the same process before moving painfully slow to your shoulders and across your collarbone. Planting kisses on your chest, he could feel how quickly you were breathing. He’s smirking to himself as he lays you down gently on the table, covering you black and blue with hickeys, marking other parts of your body with hand and fingerprints, getting really into it. 

“Damn, you look so pretty being marked as mine,” He licks his lips, taking a look at his masterpiece as he realizes how worked up he’s gotten you, unable to hold himself back anymore, “Come on, let’s go to the bedroom and I can make sure you know who you’re with”. 

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ADTOY | Nichkhun (M)

Gold.

The room was unnecessarily spacious and decked out in the expensive feel of lavish gold. Round clothed tables of expensive dining filtered the room with a humongous stage at the very center end of the room. Classical music filled everyone’s ears as they talked and laughed in all their rich gownings and suits.

This was a dinner party for snobby rich people.  

You let out a sigh as you held the fragile wine glass between your fingers and looked around at everyone. You were donned in an all black evening gown to match your date who was somewhere sucking up to stockholders and potential brand representatives. You always got sucked into going to these types of parties, and you definitely were not a fan as you stuck close to a wall and only ventured out to seek for another glass of wine. You gave up on the half-assed polite conversation you tried to muster with people who took an interest in you. Which was bad since Nichkhun was fucking rich and overly handsome.

“Had your fun?”

Your head turned towards the voice that sounded like pure honey, Nichkhun staring you down with amusement in his eyes and a sweet smile. You graced him with a smile of your own, knowing your job was to make him look good but in the end you couldn’t last with the fake interest in what everyone else was saying about you or him.

“Not as much you.” You answered matter-of-factory making eyes at the gentleman from across the room that Nichkhun was speaking to. You always do a bit of research before coming to parties such as these, where the president of the leading financial district in the state would be attending.

You linked arms with Nichkhun before you led you onto the floor, putting on your best winning smile as you bid your goodbyes for the night along with your date.

“Thank you for coming out with me tonight.” You heard the whisper in your ear when you reached the stairwell, followed with a gentle kiss on your temple. You glanced over at him, dark brown eyes staring down into yours as a rush of heat came over your cheeks and you pushed against his chest.

“Don’t look at me like that.” You murmured as you turned your head to the side, unable to look into those dreamy eyes you always had a habit of falling into. It was his worst weapon against you, and the exact one he used to get you to come out with him every single time. You heard him laugh beside you as the two of you went down the steps, a careful hand on the lower of your back making your body heat up even more.

“Why?”

“You know why-”

A gentle grip on your chin turned your face back around to face him so soft lips could greet yours. The action caught you by surprise but only for a moment before you were kissing him back with arms wrapping around his shoulders. You stepped back until the wall was against your back, getting lost in Nichkhun’s lips as you pulled him to come closer to your body.

“Take me home.” You whispered against his lips, a bare leg hooking over his as a hint for wanting more.

“Nichkhun! I didn’t know you were here!”

He pushed away from you, rather too quickly for your liking as both of your attention was turned to the woman who was making her way up the stairs. A knowing smile graced her face as she glanced your way, sizing you up before her eyes cut right back to Nichkhun. Apparently they knew one another as she went in for a hug that Nichkhun didn’t stop. You rolled your eyes, your excitement being taken away from you and quite honestly you were too tired to make a show over it.

“I need to use the bathroom.” You let Nichkhun know, not bothering to excuse yourself in cutting the woman off as you make your way back into the hall and find the familiar path towards the restrooms. You moved your pained high heeled feet quickly, sparing a couple of greeting smiles to the men and women you saw again as you were leaving.

You thanked the heavens no one was occupying the spacious women’s bathroom, going into the first stall and cursing silently at the amount of cloth you had to collect of your dress just pull your panties down and pee. You hung your head low and sighed before you got up to wipe and flush, fixing your dress back into place. You went out to wash your hands, catching the look on your face in the wide mirror. The evening was getting to your head as your body grew tired and wanted nothing more than to get out of this dress and cuddle underneath the blankets. It might not be with Nichkhun unfortunately and you thought about who else you could call-

You almost yelped out when the entrance door flew open, knowingly surely the person who entered was not a woman. Nichkhun quickly grabbed you as your face contorted with confusion, being pulled into the same stall you were just in as he locked it securely.

You were cut off by his lips on yours as you called his name, more insistent than last time. Firm hands on your hips pushed you back onto the tile wall, the toilet paper holder pushing against you uncomfortably. Your hands pushed against his chest only for a moment, not when you were beginning to get lost in the way he kissed you once again.

Nichkhun was a lot more easy going and generous than what you were used to. You two shared a relationship that neither of you would admit to out loud. He didn’t beg or go over the top to have you, he seemed pretty comfortable with what he had with you now. A give and take - you joined him as his escort to these lavish parties and he took care of what needs you asked of him. You knew you could do without him, but you always found yourself back in his arms...or back in his bed. Nichkhun was definitely boyfriend material, you didn’t deny it but it made you curious as to why he never pressured you into being something more with him. But now was not the time to think; not with you wrapping your arms around his shoulders and pulling him closer, mewling into the kiss softly.

“This would have been embarrassing if it wasn’t you in here.” He breathed against your mouth, catching your bottom lip with his teeth before you questioned him back.

A hand creeped down your dress to slip underneath, experienced fingers hooking onto your lace panties and pulling them to the side.

His lips paused against yours for a moment as a smirk etched onto his face. “You were already wet?”

You kissed him more fervently, trying to hide the blush evident on your face. You made a noise of surprise when you were suddenly turned around, hands against the wall as Nichkhun expertly positioned your backside to be bent towards him. You chuckled to yourself as you caught onto his own struggle with the dress he bought you before you felt the cool air hitting your bottom.

You didn’t have time to question how your lace panties were already pooling at your feet, biting back a moan when you felt two fingers insert inside you. They moved quickly, making a dangerous noise that had you pressing your hot cheek against the cool wall.

Your eyelids fluttered closed as you arched your back a bit more for him, his fingers curving up to hit your spot dead on. You breathed out heavily, trying to hold back the sounds you wanted to release for him to know he was doing a good job.

You were quite sensitive tonight, you wanted all of Nichkhun’s attention and not have to put up with just being his escort for tonight. You wanted to be shown some love, some passion that involved just you and him. Even though you preferred the bed, a bathroom stall wasn’t that bad.

You made a disappointed noise with a pout when his fingers left you, only to bite down on your tongue when you felt something more larger and warm tapping at your entrance. Your mouth fell open with a silent moan, the length of his girth pushing into you slowly as you welcomed him with spreading your legs wider. He didn’t go slow for long, creating a steady pace as he tried not to fill the room with the sounds of your skins slapping.

Your bottom lip trembled between your teeth as you tried to hold back on the sounds you wanted to make, your mind imagining all the naughty positions you could be in instead. You could be bouncing on his dick if you were at home, or you could have this damn dress off as he would have you bent over naked across his desk. All these dirty thoughts along with him fucking you faster, and slight grunts and quiet curses underneath his breath had you dangerously close to your climax.

“Kuhn.” You rasped in a breathy moan, arching your back a bit more so he could go deeper. You pushed your hips back into him, whimpers and soft cries past your lips as you begged for it to take over you.

All it took was a little help from Nichkhun, those same fingers pressing against your clit and moving in quick circles had your voice breaking out into a cry of noncoherent words as the wave of release washed over you.

You rocked your hips back in time with his, giving up with a whimper when you realized you were the only one cumming in this position. You stopped him as you stood up, fixing your damned dress back into place before turning around to Nichkhun pushing his hardness into his pants.

“Take me home, and let me finish you off.” You spoke, a calm demand making him blink down at you before that amused smile crossed his face. You didn’t bother letting him answer, instead leaving a red lip stained kiss right underneath his jaw before you were pulling him out the bathroom for everyone to see.

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(You're not as quiet as you think you are.)

When you take a sip of your wine, you notice Nichkhun staring at you over the rim of your glass. His eyes sparkle as he watches you slowly sip the fruity liquid. The alcohol paired with the warmth of his gaze sends a shiver racing down your spine. This isn't the first time Nichkhun has admired you, but it's the first time he's done it so openly and you're a little taken back.

Taecyeon's voice pulls your attention away from Nichkhun and your focus returns to the rest of the table. A group of you were gathered in the hotel's restaurant, having dinner together after a long day of sightseeing and exploring a foreign city. You try to focus on whatever story Taecyeon is telling, but your eyes are continuously drawn back to Khun's.

The way he's watching you with a knowing smile like he knows all of your secrets unnerves you. What is going on with him?

The two of you have flirted in the past, even shared a kiss or two, but neither of you has gone farther than that. You don't know if it's because you've both enjoyed the game you've got going on or if it's because this is just a fun flirtation to pass the time. All you do know is that if he's ready to step the game up, so are you.

You excuse yourself to go to the bathroom, eyeing Khun but not expecting much. He smirks but allows you to go off on your own. Continuing with your plan, you enter the bathroom and freshen yourself up a bit. Admiring what you see in the mirror, you feel confident that you look good tonight, and maybe that's why Nichkhun can't seem to keep his eyes off of you.

With a final glance at yourself, you exit the bathroom and find Nichkhun leaning against the wall. Startled, you jump slightly and send him a glare causing him to smirk.

"Like you weren't expecting me to be here when you came out."

"Well, I certainly wasn't expecting you to be standing outside of the door like a creep."

He raises his brows. "I can go?"

Maintaining your composure, you ask, "Why did you follow me anyways?"

"Besides the fact that you wanted me to?" He sends you an amused look that quickly turns serious. "Maybe it's because I'm done playing this back-and-forth game we've got going on."

You swallow, slightly breathless. "What do you mean?"

"I mean," he takes a step toward you and trails his eyes up and down your body. "You're not as quiet as you think you are."

Confusion quickly takes over. What does that even mean?

Seeing your quizzical expression, Khun elaborates. "I heard you last night. I assume you were touching yourself with all the moans that were coming through the wall."

Your eyes widen while your heart stutters in your chest. Is he saying what you think he's saying? Did he really hear you last night? His room is next door to yours, but you didn't think the walls were that freaking thin.

"Funny thing is, I also heard you moaning my name. Over and over."

He backs you against the wall and moves against you until he's flush against your chest and you have to look up at him.

"So, what'll it be? My room or yours?" He asks before his eyes flash to the bathroom you just vacated. He suddenly grabs your hand and tugs you toward it. "Nevermind. I don't want to wait that long."

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Revenge Is A Bitch (1)

Pairing: Nichkhun x Reader | Jaehyun x Reader

Warning: Eventual smut, cheating, angst

Word Count: 1.7k

A/N: Surprise! It's now a series. Let me know if you wanna be tagged!

Summary: You're life with Nichkhun was amazing, until you went to visit him on a business trip, where you meet Jaehyun, a friend and coworker of your boyfriend. Things escalate quickly from a little flirting in a club, but things get even worse when Nichkhun finds out. "

Y/N." Nichkhun growls. "Give it back." He says, trying his best not to smile. You stand on the other side of the couch, his phone in your hand as you stick your tongue out at him. 

"You want it back?" You ask.

He nods his head. 

"Then come get it." You yell, laughing as he charges for you, bursting out into laughter as well. Sometimes you were needy, especially when you felt like he was paying more attention to his phone than you. You giggle and scream as you run around the couch, Wooyoung sitting on the couch watching the two of you in disgust. Nichkhun grabs you, pulling you into him, peppering your face in kisses. You stop fighting him and he sets you down as you both continue laughing. You give him back his phone and he slides it into his pocket before tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. 

"I love you, beautiful." He whispers. 

"And I love you." You grin, placing a kiss on his lips. 

"And I'm gonna be sick." Wooyoung groans, leaving the living room as the two of you laugh at his annoyance and disgust of your love. It had been two years of just pure bliss and happiness with Nichkhun, something you never thought you'd ever find, until you found him. 

A few hours later, you were sitting on the edge of the bed with your arms crossed as you watched Nichkhun pack a bag. As usual, a last minute business meeting came up, and he was taking off for a week. 

"Babe, where's my blue suit? The one with the stripes.. yanno?" He yells from inside the closet. As much as you didn't want to help him, you begrudgingly stood up, shuffling towards the closet to help him find the suit he needed. You roll your eyes as you walk in, and Nichkhun is on one knee, holding a ring pop, making you laugh. "I'm sorry I have to leave my love, but with this ring, I hope you remember that I love you, and I can't wait to come back to you and marry you one day." He grins. 

He always knew how to make you feel better and put a smile on your face. Some days you swore he knew you better than you knew yourself. You take the ring and stick it on your finger as he stands up. 

"Now, I actually do need my suit." He laughs. 

"You mean the one that's hanging right in front of you?" You giggle, taking it off the rack and handing it to him. 

"My savior." He grins, putting it carefully in his bag. 

"Toothbrush?" You ask him, beginning to list off the items he needs. 

"Yes!" He exclaims. 

"Underwear? Socks? Passport? Wallet? Casual clothes?" You ask. 

"Check, check, check.. where's my passport?" He asks worriedly. Despite only going to a different city, he still needed it. 

"Nightstand, left hand side." You sigh. He quickly leaves the closet, going to his nightstand as you zip up his bag, bringing it into the bedroom. 

"Like I said, my savior." He grins. 

"I'll call you when I land." He says before answering his ringing phone. "I'll be right down." 

He gives you a quick peck before heading through your lavish apartment, with you following behind him, watching him walk out the front door, leaving you alone. 

It had been a few days and you still hadn't heard from Nichkhun. This really wasn't unusual for him, considering he got very busy with work but he hadn't even sent you a goodnight text in the last 3 days, and that made you really sad. So you decided to do something about it. With a plan in your head you went to sleep, knowing you had an early morning ahead of you. 

When you woke up, you booked your last minute ticket, and began packing your bags. You felt a frisson of excitement skate across your nerve endings as you zipped up your bags and waited for your ride to the airport. You very rarely, well actually never had surprised Nichkhun, but this time it felt right. It felt like it was going to be a wonderful surprise. 

After a smooth flight, you caught a cab, and told him to go to the hotel Nichkhun was at. You felt like nothing could go wrong, this was the perfect plan, with a perfect execution. You paid the nice cab driver, who also took your bags from his car for you and you went into the lobby to wait for Nichkhun. You called his phone a few times, but he didn't pick up. You look around the fancy hotel and observe a couple who seemed to not be able to keep their hands off each other. You loved that for them. You smiled to yourself, imagining you and Nichkhun being that publicly annoying. You wished you could show your love and passion the way they were. The way they touched each other, it spoke of passion and need and familiarity. 

You looked at your phone that has now gone to voicemail six times, you glance up once more and see the faces of the couple that enter the elevator with tears in your eyes. 

**

“Welcome to Club Arriba! What can I get you to drink?”

"6 shots of your strongest liquor." You yell, slapping the credit card that Nichkhun had given you for emergencies. Clearly this was one, and so was the lavish hotel room, and the room service you had ordered before coming to the club. 

"You got it." The bartender smiles, sliding the cars off the bar. You stand there waiting for your shots when three girls approach you. 

"I love your dress." One giggles. You hold up your finger, asking for a moment before you quickly, and quite professionally down four of the six shots you had bought. 

"Thank you." You grin. You turn to the bartender and wave him over. "Four more shots for me and my new friends." You yell, taking the last two shots on the counter. 

And like that, you had made friends with some really nice girls, who bought you drinks too. The four of you were dancing, laughing and having a great time when you feel a pair of hands land on your hips. You look behind him and see an extremely handsome man smiling down at you. You don't mind, you enjoy the attention, besides it wasn't like you were getting much these days anyways. You move your body closer to his, swaying your hips to the beat of the music, while smiling at your new friends, who were also dancing with others. As you were getting more into it, you felt a hand wrap around your wrist. You look up and see a man that you absolutely recognize trying to pull you away from the other man that had begun groping you. 

"What are you doing?" You ask. Glaring at the man. You know him.. from.. Nickhun's office. "Jaehyun?" You ask. He looks at you surprised that you remembered his name. He pulls you away from the man, through the crowd to a secluded hallway. He swings you around, pushing you against the wall as he crosses his arms. 

"What the hell are you doing?" He asks. "You're in a relationship with my good friend and my boss." He hisses. 

"Mhm, are you sure you're as good of a friend as you think you are?" You ask, tilting your head to the side. 

"I don't understand what you mean." He sighs. 

Of course he doesn't. No one knows, you didn't even know until this morning. 

"What do you want, Jae? Should I blow you so you don't tell my precious Nichkhun?" You ask, pouting. 

"I would never do that to Nichkhun." He deepens. "I'm going to have to tell him about this." He finishes. 

You shrug your shoulders, pushing yourself off the wall. "Do what you gotta do." You say. “You know what I’ll help you tell him." You say, taking out your phone. Jaehyun stands there, watching you, unsure of what you're doing.  You turn around with snapchat open, and kiss him on the cheek before snapping a picture before he moves away from you.  

"What the fuck are you doing? Do you realize that this looks fucking bad?" He yells.  

"I've seen the way you look at me when I come into the office. Do you want a taste Jae? Would you like to feel me gripping you while inside me? How about how wet and warm it would feel to cum inside me? So good."  You whisper into his ear. 

Jaehyun moves back from you, looking partially offended, and partially turned on from what you said. He doesn't say anything to you, he just walks away, and you watch him disappear into the crowd. You adjust your dress and throw your shoulders back and walk back to your new friends. 

As you continue to dance, you can feel eyes on you, raking your body up and down. You look around and see Jaehyun leaning against the bar, his arms crossed as he watches you. The way your hands roam your body, the way you lick your lips as you watch him. You can feel his guard being let down as he begins to inch closer to you. The rush of victory flows through your body as he walks towards you. 

"Let me take you home." He says, offering his hand to you. He slides Nichkhun's credit card back in your purse and he weaves the two of you out of the club. 

"Are you trying to get in my panties, Jaehyun?" You ask, looking at the handsome man. 

"I'm just taking you home." He says. 

The two of you are standing outside your hotel room as you put your key in and open the door to your large suite. 

"Don't tell Nichkhun I'm here." You say, walking inside, Jaehyun following you. 

"Let's just get you to bed." He sighs. 

You stand in front of him, pulling your dress off, dropping it on the floor. You're almost naked, in front of your boyfriend's good friend, feeling nothing but lust and attraction for this man. 

Jaehyun takes a deep breath. "Fuck it." He whispers, crashing his lips onto yours, pushing you onto the bed. Your fun starts now, and soon Nichkhun will know that revenge is a bitch. 

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nichkhun moodboard 💀🐈‍⬛🎥🃏

[dwaekkithecheesecakesmh]

2PM TEXTS ONE-SHOT

Boyfriend! 2PM reacting to Y/N getting into a minor accident.

Jun K.

Nichkhun

Taecyeon

Wooyoung

Junho

Chansung

[blu-joons]

Eavesdrop ~ Nichkhun Horvejkul

You sent a quick text to Nichkhun to let him know that you had arrived at the studio as you made your way up the stairs, hearing the boys as ever before you saw them. From behind the door, you could hear his phone buzz, followed by the sound of him sighing.

Your eyebrows knitted together as you hovered behind the door, hearing him clear his throat as you presumed, he opened up your phone to read the message that you had sent.

“What’s that look for?” You overheard Taecyeon ask Nichkhun, picking up on the look of frustration that was on his face straight away.

“She’s text me to tell me she’s here, why do I care? Every time my phone buzzes it’s her, I don’t think she can leave me alone.”

Your heart sunk as you heard Taecyeon speak up, “it’s obvious that she likes you.”

You feared what you were going to hear next as Nichkhun placed his phone back down beside him. “I don’t like her though Taec, I constantly get messages, compliments and it’s too much for me to deal with.”

Before you knew it, your phone slipped out of your hand, crashing down onto the floor and capturing the attention of the others on the other side of the door.

“What was that? Is someone out there?”

You bent down and picked up your phone, running straight past the studio door and back towards the staircase. Straight away, Nichkhun recognised you, taking in a sharp intake of breath as the pieces quickly fell together.

“S-she heard?” Nichkhun stuttered, looking to Taecyeon and the rest of the boys as they all anxiously nodded back at him, knowing that it was the only answer.

Nichkhun collapsed down against the studio floor with a groan, running his hands through his hair. Straight away, he knew he had messed up, and not just a little too, he couldn’t begin to imagine how much hearing his words would have hurt you.

He tried several times to get through to you, calls, texts, and even showing up at your door, but every time went unanswered. For days, Nichkhun tried to put things right, but each attempt was annoyed by you, far too frustrated to even talk to him.

Even the rest of the boys were ignored by you, even if they just wanted to make sure you were alright. Nichkhun was big enough to look after himself, but with silence on your end, they worried about you, not him.

After days of trying to work things out, Nichkhun quickly ran out of options. He didn’t know what else to do, except for the one thing you hated people doing. The following day, you walked into work, stunned to see a familiar face sat in your office.

“Get out,” you simply scolded as you hung your coat up on the back of your office door, “who called you and told you where I was so that you could find me?”

Nichkhun pulled his chair in closer to your desk, refusing to go anywhere. “I can’t leave until you hear me out Y/N and let me explain. I came here because I wanted to find you, no one told me where you were, I came because I knew that I needed to find you for myself.”

You continued to sort your belongings out, moving around Nichkhun who remained at your desk. “There’s nothing that I want to hear from you, you made your feelings very clear the other day at the studio, you certainly didn’t hold back.”

“I wasn’t thinking straight, it was stupid of me.”

“You said you don’t like me,” you reminded him.

“I know what I said, which is why I’m here to say sorry for it Y/N.”

You paid little attention to Nichkhun as you sat down at your desk, switching on your computer. He didn’t expect your full attention, but as you continued to avoid his eyes, Nichkhun was struggling to know whether you were listening.

“I don’t need you here to make me feel better if that’s what this is,” you warned him.

“I’m not here to do that.”

Your head nodded, keeping your eyes off of him. “Then what could you possibly be here for? Are we supposed to pretend like the other day didn’t happen?”

Nichkhun knew he had hurt you, that was a fact that the boys had drilled into him too. All of them knew just how much you liked him, and just how heartbroken you would be to hear that he didn’t like you too.

“If you’ve got nothing to say that’s going to make things better Nichkhun, then can you just go? I’ve got work to be getting on with,” you asked of him.

“I am here for a reason,” he encouraged, “because I feel like I should explain, and tell you that I’ve missed you these past few days. I didn’t realise how much I loved receiving messages from you and having you there to look after me until you weren’t there.”

Your eyebrows furrowed as Nichkhun trailed off, leaving the ball in your court. “I wish you would make up your mind, one minute I’m annoying, and the next minute you love it, what a I supposed to think Nichkhun?”

He smiled weakly across at you, “just think that I love you, because I do, I think I love you, the way you care for me and the way you always pay such close attention to me too.”

“So why say you dislike me?” You continued to challenge, reluctantly turning your gaze across to look at him, “it just doesn’t make sense to me.”

“I didn’t want to enjoy receiving attention as much as I was.”

Your head shook as you struggled to understand the things that you were hearing from Nichkhun. “I just don’t understand why you can have the sudden change of heart.”

Nichkhun knew that it was going to take time for you to understand the sudden shift in attitude. Nichkhun had tried to push you away, without realising all along that he actually wanted to pull you closer to him.

“I know it will take time, but I hope the fact that I’ve come here to find you will prove to you that I really do like you Y/N, and that what I said a few days ago just wasn’t true.”

“For some reason, I believe you,” you frowned.

The smile on Nichkhun’s face slowly grew, relieved to hear that you had begun to understand him. “I don’t think that I can say sorry enough, but all I’ve wanted from the last few days was to hear my phone buzz and look down to see that you’ve sent me a message.”

“If I was ever too much, you know you could have just said,” you assured him, but Nichkhun’s head shook. It was never the case, and he hated the fact that you had drawn that conclusion from what had happened.

Having you taking care of him was everything that Nichkhun could have wanted, he had learnt by far one of the biggest lessons of his life, knowing that he never wanted to spend a day without you there with him again.

“Do you think I could stay for a while? Talk some more?” Nichkhun asked you.

“I think so, we’ve still got plenty to talk about.”

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Masterlist

[promise-ill-be-blog]

Fear (2PM Nichkhun Scenario)

Admin: Nari

POV: Second (male x female)

Genre: Fluff, horror I guess idk

Your throat and lungs ached and burned. Your feet endlessly pounded against the forest floor as you ran as fast as possible. There was no escape. Everywhere you looked, there was a fallen tree blocking your path. In a panic and stuck at a dead end, you frantically turned in circles, looking for a hidden path.

Unable to find anything easily accessible, you made the hasty decision to crawl beneath a fallen tree. You felt something tugging at your jacket while you were crawling on your belly, whining at seeing that a jagged branch had torn into the leather. More adrenaline pumped through your veins when you heard growling, and so you removed your jacket and threw it into some unseen undergrowth, hoping to throw off your scent.

With the tree no longer overhead, you stood up and returned to running. You were scratched up, bruised, and filthy, but the only thing on your mind was survival. The muscles in your legs were about to give out and you were relieved to see an old, sagging cabin ten feet away.

There was barking echoing through the forest, but you couldn’t tell from where and how far away. ‘Just make it to the cabin,’ you kept thinking to yourself. You had no idea how you got here, but it didn’t really seem to matter.

You finally reached the cabin and crawled through one of the broken windows. You winced and nearly cried out in pain when a remaining shard of glass sliced open your thigh. Once through the window, you limped around until finding the entrance to the basement and nearly fell down the stairs.

The basement was dark, damp, and filled with boxes covered in mold and faded permanent marker. It smelled horrible and you were close to gagging, but swallowed it down. You cowered into the darkest corner crowded by boxes, rearranging them so that you would be well hidden.

You had completely forgotten about your slashed-open thigh and were shocked when you felt something wet. Remembering, you tore off cloth from your shirt and tied it around your thigh, wincing at the sudden pressure. You pulled the collar of your shirt over your nose to stifle the horrid odor.

It took nearly six minutes for your breathing to finally even out and right when it did, you heard it. The wolf that had been chasing you was now in the basement and three feet away. It was smelling around, looking for you. You had hoped that it wouldn’t find you, so you didn’t think about what to do if it didn’t work out.

Barking came from the other side of the boxes and you screamed, immediately regretting it. The wolf lunged at the boxes, crashing on top of them. You felt claustrophobic with the boxes crushing you. You looked up to see the wolf’s snout poking through the top, snarling and snapping at you.

You sat up in bed, screaming and crying. Your body was covered in sweat and your muscles ached. Something shifted beside you and you looked to see it was Nichkhun. He groggily sat up and rubbed sleep out of his eyes. “Sweetie, what’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare?” He pulled you into his arms. You instinctively wanted to pull away, but didn’t.

“Yeah, it was horrible...”

“Do you want to talk about it?” He rubbed your back and kissed the top of your head, trying to comfort you.

“No, not tonight... Let’s get some rest.”

[imagineurfavs]

2PM Nichkhun A-Z

A - Aftercare

Aftercare with Khun would be pretty bare, if anything at all; probably involving just...laying together. Limbs still tangled waiting for your breathing to settle. 

B - Body Part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner)

On himself he likes his hands, he likes seeing how he can please you with his fingers alone. On you, he loves your lips.

C - Cum

In your mouth for sure. He just thinks its so hot seeing your mouth filled with him cum esp if you swallow it oof. Always goes in for a kiss afterwards, he aint afraid to taste himself lol

D - Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs)

Would totally love bringing someone else into your guys’ sex life. Just for one night, and probably a stranger. Most likely someone you had both met whilst travelling. Finds the idea of sharing such an intimate night with someone, totally letting go, then never having to see that person again in your entire lives so liberating.

E - Experience

He’s a pretty popular guy lol so, a fair amount..

F - Favourite Position

Loves being able to just melt into the bed when you're on top of him tbh. Likes a position where he can still kiss you freely.

G - Goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous etc)

Somewhat, just because of how he is as a human. He's a total softie which would of course spill over to the bedroom. Expect a lot of sweet comments and giggles throughout.

H - Hair (how well groomed are they)

on the wilder(?) side but still tidy

I - Intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

Intimate but still light-hearted. Will look into your eyes for a super long time, but then start laughing bc he felt awkward even though you're like "you’re literally inside me rn how can you feel awkward..."

J - Jack Off (Masturbation)

Not a whole lot, only really if he’s like super stressed and cant see you. 

K - Kinks (one of more of their kinks)

Marking. he’d love to mark you somewhere that would be like 90% hidden and would get such a kick out of seeing a tiny glimpse of a deep purple bruise peeking out of the edge of your shirt the next day. A big fan of edging you both as well, will do it multiple times until neither of you can hold it any longer.

L - Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Aside from the obvious, I feel like he'd love to have sex somewhere outside. Somewhere totally private, but still out in nature.

M - Motivation (What turns them on)

Catching you sneaking glances at him across the room is something he loves. Or telling him how great he looks when he just finished exercising, all sweaty and flushed. He’ll be sure to invite you into his post workout shower.

N - NO (something they won't do, turn offs)

Nothing in public or with the risk of anyone seeing you by chance, he wants to keep things 100% private.

O - Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Would rather use his hands instead of his mouth tbh, just because he’s more confident with them, plus he likes to be able to kiss you whenever he wants. Which is like 95% of the time...

P - Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc)

Fairly slow and deep for the most part but tends to speed way up the closer he gets to finishing.

Q - Quickies (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc)

Not opposed if needs must, but generally not a fan. He can’t edge you as much as he wants with a limited amount of time

R - Risk (are they down to experiment, do they take risks?)

He can be very set in his ways with what he likes so only if you convince him enough I think he'd be down. Would only really interested in it bc he wants to please you tbh..

S - Stamina (how many rounds can they go, how long do they last? etc)

Can go for however long you need and probably a lil longer. More the type of guy who goes for one long round rather than a number of short ones. Probably into some form of on tantric sex tbh.

T - Toy (do they own toys do they use them on a partner or on themselves?)

Doesn’t really see the need for them tbh. He’s not opposed to you owning any of course, but he wont use any on you unless you ask him too, he trusts his skills enough to not wanna use them. Might use a necktie of his on your wrists every now and then but its very rare.

U - Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He’ll prolong foreplay for an agonisingly long time; waiting until you’re already writing underneath him begging for him to fuck you, just to say with a smirk “you sure you can carry on? you look tired babe”

V - Volume (how loud are they, what type of sounds they make)

Sighs and long drawn out groans, almost a little bit whiny? kinda cute

W - Wild Card (a random headcannon)

One of his biggest fantasies, something that he’s wanted to do with you since forever, is to go skinny dipping, preferably at night. The feeling of being surrounded by water, moving in total sync with each other just turns him on immensely. But he doesn’t know how to suggest it so he just sticks with doing it in the bathtub.

X - X-ray (what's going on inside those pants)

Average in length and girth, pretty and pink...

Y - Yearning (How high is their sex drive)

Not a total horndog, but he’s pretty much always down for it if you are tbh

Z - Zzz... (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Fairly quick just because he’s so content and full of love. He just wants to cuddle tbh.

[thethirstynoona]

A is for Anniversary

A . D . T . O . Y Series

- Day 1 -

Category: Smut Word Count: 1,099 Group/Member: 2PM | Nichkhun

Snore.  Another benefit for some charity event, and once again you had to sit on three seats to the left of him at the round table since your relationship had to remain a secret. Dating an idol definitely wasn’t easy, but the way your beau treated you when the doors closed made it all worth it. The light from your phone alerted your attention to a new text message.  It was from that ornery man sitting across from you.

Khunie: Do you know what day it is?

His face was stoic.  You should have known better – when in public the two of you would flirt via text to not raise any suspicion.

You: And here I was thinking you forgot.

Khunie: I could never forget, babe! In fact, I have a surprise for you…;)

You: A surprise?? What is it???

Khunie: Look under the table ;)))

He gave you the look that sent your insides on a roller coaster. It wasn’t often that Nichkhun let you have your way with him in public, but every time he did, the two of you always had an amazing time.

You: You really are a glutton for punishment, you know that? >:) 

Khunie: Be nice, there are still fans here…

With a wink from Nichkhun, you prentended to lose your earring and dropped to the floor in an excuse to ‘find’ it.  Once under the table, you saw your surprise, and it was rock hard and ready to be released from its confines.  Before you could begin to unwrap it, your phone buzzed and lit up, catching your attention once more.

Khunie: Happy Anniversary babe! <3

You: Happy Anniversary ;)

You knew the rules.  The next time your phone lit up meant that you had to work your evasion techniques to escape the table inconspicuously.  The point wasn’t to get him off, rather, it was to tease him in the presence of others – the two of you would finish what was started later.

Biting your lips in anticipation, you started your process by tiptoeing your fingers up the length of his shin, tracing circles around his kneecap when you reached the midpoint.  Removing your stilettos and settling on your knees, you grasped both his knees and rubbed up and down his thighs, watching his member pulsate through his dress pants. You dug your nails into his muscles, drawing closer to his aching length with each progressive stroke.

“Thanks to Nichkhun from 2PM!” you heard the man at the podium say. The entirety of the conference room hosting the gala erupted in a sea of applause, and through the tablecloth you could see that they had put the spotlight on him.  A mischievous grin painted your face – you knew you were about to tread on dangerous territory, but it was your anniversary…

Nichkhun was savvy to your plan and well ahead of you – he tucked himself into his waistband and stood up to bow at the recognition, despite having a massive erection.  The light dimmed, and Nichkhun didn’t return to his seat.  Not a moment later, there was the inevitable text to halt your fun – you hadn’t even had a chance to touch him.  You grabbed your phone with a sullen look and glanced at the text.

Khunie: Meet me in the back stairwell.

Feeling like a giddy schoolgirl, you crawled from under the table, apologizing to the other guests before rushing to the back exit.  The massive hallway was empty, and you didn’t quite know where the back stairwell was located.  Looking both left and right, you couldn’t miss him – his broad shoulders stuck out from behind a nearby corner.  You frolicked to his side, taking his arm as he led you up the stairs.

“I found a quiet place for us,” he said, taking each step carefully whilst looking at you with hungry eyes, “Though it won’t be quiet for long.” You were at the midway point on the staircase when you couldn’t hold it in any longer.  You wanted Nichkhun – in that hallway, on those stairs.  Edging back to the wall, you pulled him towards you.

“Kiss me,” you chimed, teasing his lips with your tongue. Nichkhun happily obliged, letting his lips nibble on yours gently and using his salacious tongue to tease you. In playful expression, you gnawed at his lower lip before pulling back and letting it snap back to his mouth. Giggling incessantly, you reached down to the untouched prize between his legs, but not before pushing him to the opposite wall. 

You pinned his arms back, letting your hands slide down his long appendages.  One of your hands found a home on the side of his face, where your lips joined, while the other hand unzipped his pants and reached inside to feel his length.  He subtly groaned, looking both up and down the area to assure no one was around.

Drifting down to your knees, you freed his long, uncircumcised dick to trail a tantalizing lick up the underside before wrapping your lips around his tip.  You pumped him with the excess saliva you relinquished, moaning around his girth as you took him deeper down your throat.

“Someone could catch us,” he exhaustedly crooned, running his fingers through your disheveled hair.

“But that’s what makes it fun…” you suggestively replied, shrugging your shoulders before returning to your machination.  Grabbing his hips with purpose, you began bobbing your head deeper and deeper on his cock, letting him hear your gag reflex as you took what you could.  The intensity, the speed, everything you were doing was amplified as you gave him full eye contact – Nichkhun wasn’t going to last much longer. 

He fought his instinctual noises as his abdomen tightened; you continued on your path, determined to finish him off.  Errant voices were heard around the corner, and Nichkhun released his hot load into your mouth.  Unable to swallow all of it, a trace amount dripped down the side of your chin; Nichkhun wiped it after pulling you back up and tucking away his manhood.

You jogged a few steps ahead, making it seem like the two of you coincidentally were in the same hallway.  He kept walking as you stopped to look at your phone, turning the corner into the men’s room until the passers-by vacated the area.  Once the coast was clear, Nichkhun returned to you with a devilish grin.  He backed you into the wall, pressing his second round stiffy into your hip.

“Your turn,” he hissed into your ear, pulling at your pearl necklace, “Let’s see if you can keep as silent…”

[biaswreckingfics]

Nichkhun Horvejkul - Serial Killer AU

Summary: When your boyfriend goes to check the circuit breaker and doesn't come back, you attempt to find him yourself. Unfortunately, you find someone else instead.

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: knives, stabbing, death, someone is trying to murder you

This fic is part of my October event Thrills and Chills.

When the power from Nichkhun’s house went out, you were a little confused. There’s no storm, and it would appear that nobody else lost power, so why did he? Regardless, he reassured you, helped you find some candles to light, and headed to the basement to check the breaker.

That was almost five minutes ago. You’ve been sitting in his upstairs bedroom waiting patiently for him to come back, but now you’re wondering if you should’ve gone down to help hold the flashlight or something.

Sighing, you stand up from his bed and carefully walk towards the window facing the street. The streetlights are still on, and all the other neighbors still have power, so that ruled out a blown transformer. You run your mind through various possibilities until a crash catches your attention. You jump at the sound, but worry for Nichkhun quickly takes over.

Grabbing a candle, you immediately head out into the hallway and down the staircase. You call out for your boyfriend as you search, hoping he didn’t hurt himself and that whatever had shattered had been just an accident. You round the corner of the staircase and head towards the kitchen, recalling the basement stairs are in there.

You find the basement door wide open, and just as you’re about to yell down for Nichkhun, something glints in the corner of your vision. You turn your head to see what has caught your attention and furrow your brows when you see shattered glass on the floor.

You look up at the source of the glass and see the window on his back door busted in. What’s more, you see the door itself is slightly ajar. You move to take a look in the backyard but stop yourself as you reach out to the door.

Nichkhun wouldn’t suddenly wander out into the backyard, and there’s absolutely no reason for there to be broken glass anywhere. A chill sits at the base of your neck as you try to figure out what you’re seeing. How all of this adds up together.

A bad feeling settles into the pit of your stomach, and you move to the basement steps. You stand at the top and listen for a moment. For any type of noise that could indicate whether Nichkhun is down there or not, but you hear nothing. In fact, the entire house is eerily silent.

You softly call out for your boyfriend, hoping that you’re loud enough for him to hear you, but nothing else. Your instincts are screaming at you that something isn’t right. That you’re not alone and that Nichkhun might be in some sort of trouble, but you don’t know what to do. You left your phone upstairs in his room because you didn’t think you were going to need it.

Everything in you screams for you to not go into the basement. To turn around and go grab your phone and call someone for help. You aren’t sure if that’s your instincts talking or your extreme fear of basements, but you take a deep breath and make a decision.

Before you can act on that decision, a floorboard creaks from behind you, and you whip around to face the sound. You hoped you’d see Nichkhun, but the figure in front of you is far from your boyfriend.

The man stands over six feet tall. He’s dressed in all black, but you can see he’s a weighty man. Big enough that you know you have no chance of attempting to fight him. He’d take you out in seconds. The most terrifying part, however, is the gray mask he has on. The mask is permanently fixed into a creepy smile that’s enough to frighten you without some stranger donning it in the middle of your boyfriend’s kitchen.

Your eyes trail down his arm to the shiny knife he wields. Only the knife has clearly been used as a dark stain drips from its tips. Your heart lurches in your chest as your mind races to Nichkhun and his safety. Has this man already got to him?

You yell out your boyfriend’s name, not bothering to be quiet now. When he doesn’t reply, and the only sound you’re offered is a low, deep laugh from the creep in front of you, you want to cry. Has he already done something to Nichkhun? Is your boyfriend okay?

The man stands between the kitchen island and the wall, blocking you from the doorway to the rest of the house. This is one of the worst positions for you to be in because the two of you will just play cat and mouse around the kitchen island until he either captures you or you momentarily get away.

You move to get behind the island, so there’s at least a solid surface between you. You’re not shocked in the least when he turns to face you. Glancing behind you, you know there’s a knife block close by, and once you see it, you grab the biggest knife in the block and hold it tightly.

The man makes no moves or comments for a moment, but then he suddenly charges at you. Your body takes over, and you maneuver around the island, keeping the same distance between the two of you and moving closer to the back door.

“What did you do to my boyfriend?” You angrily ask.

“Oh, I wouldn’t worry about him. I’d worry about yourself,” he unnervingly says before making a run for you in the opposite direction, forcing you to move back to the basement door.

You yell Nichkhun’s name again, hoping he’s okay somewhere and can hear you. If you get close enough to the back door again, you should run outside and over to a neighbor for help, even though not a single part of you wants to leave Nichkhun here alone. However, if you stay here, the odds are very high that you’ll both die.

The man and you play cat and mouse a couple more times until he decides to just gun it for you. He knocks you down to the ground as you yank open the back door, sending your knife flying. You flail your arms and scream bloody murder in hope that one of Nichkhun’s neighbors will hear you through the open door. You fight against him in panic, and he attempts to grab your arms to stop you and do god knows what else.

The two of you are so focused on each other that neither of you sees the dark shape moving toward you until the masked man is knocked away from you. You sit up as the man, and the moving object you now see is Nichkhun, tumble through the back door and onto his patio.

You run out there, screaming your head off enough that you’re sure someone will hear you and call the police. Your eyes stay glued to Nichkhun as he and the man grapple for dominance. You hear the grunts they make as they fight for the knife, and as you watch, you notice a stain on your boyfriends’ shirt. A very dark stain right underneath his ribcage.

Something in you snaps as you realize he’s been stabbed. You stop your shrieking and run back inside for the knife you dropped. You find it behind the door and pick it up before running back outside.

You watch the two men, waiting for the right moment to attack. The second the masked man gets one over on Nichkhun and kneels on top of him, you run at him.

The man raises his knife in the air at the same time as you, except you’re quicker on the draw. You plunge your blade in between his neck and his shoulder. He cries out in pain and turns his attention on you, but Nichkhun doesn’t let him get the chance to do anything.

He grabs the man’s blade from his hands and stabs it into his stomach over and over until the man slumps off him. Nichkhun moves away from the man and runs over to you, pulling you into his arms with a fierce grip.

The two of you hold onto each other as you watch the man for any movement. Sirens finally reach your ears, and you nearly slump with relief as you cry in Nichkhun’s arms.

[shitthe2pmsay]

At 2PM Wild Beat, waiting at the airport for other members to come.

Wooyoung : *talking to PD of wild beat* Minjun Hyung comes here right after finishing his solo concert in Japan. So his condition might not be good so...

Taec & Khun : *nods and agrees* *thinking wooyoung cares about Jun K*

Wooyoung : So can you please blur his face?

Taec : *loosing it while laughing*

Khun: *I can't believe you said that*

PD : *actually blurred Jun K's face*

[xwayscenarios]

[currently untitled] Nichkhun (2PM) x OC frat boy fic {PREVIEW}

I’m definitely still am working on this but I figured I’d post a small preview for you all to enjoy while you wait for the whole thing~. The OC in this was introduced in the Wooyoung one. Enjoy and do let me know what you think of it so far!

Genre: Fluff, Possible angst? (just not in the preview), College AU

Character(s): Nichkhun Horvejkul (2PM) x OC (Ashleigh)

Warnings: Some swearing, 18+

“Hey Loren! What are you doing here?” The guy asked Loren as soon as he saw her standing there with Ashleigh.

“Just meeting up with my friend here. I didn’t know you were in this class. Isn’t this a little early for you?” Loren asked, obviously with a playful tone to her voice.

“Wow…. That one hurt there.” He chuckled as he teased her right back. “Anyway, since you’re here, can you tell Minjun something for me?”

“And why can’t you?” Loren raised a brow, continuing to look at him.

“Because I know he’ll look at your message first.”

“I… that still is not a valid reason as to why I should tell him something for you.” Loren spoke as she crossed her arms over her chest.

“Okay then, I know he’s in the studio and he won’t answer my calls or texts, but I know he will do so for yours. Is that better?”

“Fine, but you owe me.” Loren narrowed her eyes at him. “What do you need to tell him?”

“That I will probably be late tonight.”

“….that was it?! That is not something he needs to know right away. Geez Khun.”

“You said you would tell him, so see you later! Bye Loren!” He smiled and walked away from the two of them. His smile only made Ashleigh die a little inside.

“That boy… I swear to god…”

“How do you know him?”

“Who? Nichkhun?” Loren asked, raising a brow up at Ashleigh, who only nodded in response to her question. “He’s one of Minjunnie’s fraternity brothers.”

“Why didn’t you tell me you knew him?”

“And how would I know that you wanted to know that?” Loren asked as she followed her down the hallway. “Wait… why do you want to know that?”

“No…no reason.” Ashleigh slightly stuttered out. Loren stopped and looked at her with a brow raised again before her eyes went wide at the realization.

“Is he the cute guy in your class you won’t shut up about??” Loren gasped.

“What? No. Psh. No.” Ash looked away from Loren, knowing that if she did continue to look at her, she would know that she was lying.

“It so is!” Loren smirked. “Guess now I truly have a reason to drag you to their parties now.”

“Loren!”

“What?” She chuckled as she walked off.  “Could be the best way for you to talk to him. You could get an ending like me.”

“Well, if that is the case, I do not want to go through everything that you two did.” Ash spoke as she caught up to Loren, following her out of the building.

“I wouldn’t want that to happen to you either. I’m still edgy over that whole situation…” Loren sighed before smoothing the top of her hair a bit.

“Over what situation?” Both looked behind them as they heard the lower voice say from behind them before feeling arms drape over their shoulders.

“Hi Chansung.” Loren greeted the taller male.

“How her and Minjun pretty much got their shit together.” Ash replied at the same time as Loren’s greeting.

“Please don’t let that situation repeat… ever.” Chansung said as he looked down at Loren, which only made her roll her eyes.

“Oh yes, because I totally wanted that to happen in the first place.” Loren scoffed. “Enough about me. Are you still taking us out for lunch today? Like you promised me?”

“More like that you bribed me into.”

“Bribed… promised… same thing.” Loren shrugged with a small smile.

“At least to her it is.” Ash teased her.

“Oh, shut it.” Loren stuck her tongue out at her.

“Put that tongue back where it belongs.”

“Well depending on what place you’re talking about.”

“Your mouth or on Minjun, right?”

“Exactly.”

“And on that note…” Chansung began to walk faster away from the two girls, who only started laughing.

“Works every time.” Loren snickered as her and Ash laced arms together and walked behind Chansung.