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SAY GOODBYE : chapter 3

Cause I really don’t feel the way I once felt about you Girl it’s not, you , it’s me

Synopsis: In which Wooyoung finds himself loving someone else other than his girlfriend

Pairing : Balletdancer! reader x dancer!Wooyoung

Warnings: this chapter includes mentions of , Wooyoung being in love , kissing, infidelity, cheating , teasing , rebounding, slight angst , deep talk with Yeosang, distress , bullying etc .

Word count : 1,8k

He starred down at his girlfriends sleeping figure  unable to see the love and sparks he once had  whenever he looked at her , it was just as if the love he kept inside for her  vanished

It all started when he saw her dancing so beautifully full of emotions

The way your light brown eyes and bright white teeth smile enchanted him was a memory to never forget , everytime he closed his eyes at night you appeared trapping the boy in his dreams unable to wake up even if he wanted to

Wooyoung was confused about everything after you invaded his heart and mind , it all just wanted to crave and think about you pushing the space he had in his for his girlfriend away

He felt hands roaming his chest making his breathing hitch , it was her  waking up 

" Bae why are you awake ...? "

She asked going for a kiss but he turned his head around not in the mood

" I just can't sleep anymore "

He sighed brushing his hair back frustrated

" You know we can always talk about everything that's concerning you "

The girl  took his hands into hers but it wasn't the right time for Wooyoung to be held and given any sort of comfort at that moment , so he placed them back on her lap making her confused

" It's ok just go back to sleetp "

He stood up and put on his slippers and hoodie on

" Baby , what is wrong where are you going ? "

He ignored her and left their apartment completely walking down the block

His heart ached so much to the point he couldn't breath or think properly

As we walked around the block more than he could count he saw Yeosang sitting by the football field

" What are you doing here late at night "

Yeosang looked back starlet as he sighed in relief after seeing it was just his friend

" My roommate locked us both out and now we can't go back in besides the student services is closed and just opens at seven "

" You could've crashed at Seonghwas since Joong is at his parents "

Wooyoung chuckled and sat down beside his buddy

" Seonghwa sleeps with music on there's no way he'd hear me knock "

" Yeah but he doesn't care he likes his peace "

Both let out a breathy laugh and looked at the stars

" Why are you here outside? "

Yeosang asked yawning

" I just had a lot in my head and it prevented me to keep sleeping "

" What happened? , also I haven't seen your girl best friend or whatever she is too you "

Wooyoung sighed and slowly looked at Yeosang

" Be honest with me Yeo , would I be a bad person to just initiate a kiss and just leave the person hanging and leave ? "

Yeosang cocked his brows and the moment he understood what his friend said his jaw dropped

" Wooyoung don't tell me you did that "

" Is it bad ? "

" Of course it is bro you've played her and now you're ghosting the poor girl let alone you cheated on your girlfriend "

Yeosang whisper shouted while slapping Wooyoung on the head

" What was that for ?! , and I just don't know what to do anymore "

He cried out and dropped his head

" Well do you have a thing for her ? "

" Yeosang if you could look inside my head you'd know how much she's invading my thoughts with her sweet smile and with her beauty that is just so breathtaking "

The boy sighed rubbing his face

"I knew this was going to happen after I saw the way you looked at her dancing two weeks ago , you fell for her "

" Yeosang I just can't forgive myself for kissing her and wanting more "

" Let alone you ghosted her while having a girlfriend, wait does she even know your taken by Seola ? You know what this means ? "

" No she doesn't know and I don't want her to know either "

" Wooyoung stop being selfish, you're hurting people with your choices "

" I know but I just can't help it "

" If anyone else finds out it's not only going to cause drama but people are going to start talking bad about her , you remember what happened to Byungwoo right ? "

" Yeah he left school because they bullied his girlfriend and him after he ….. "

Wooyoung sighed pausing as he saw that history was repeating itself

" Yeah and do you want people to recognise you for that all your life? "

" But what can I do if I like her ? "

" You already have a girlfriend let the girl go "

" Yeosang it's not that easy , I'm attached already it's like after we kissed our souls tied together and that we belong to each other "

" There's no such thing as soul ties what are you talking about "

Yeosang looked at him as if he was crazy

" Yeosang you're not being very helpful "

He looked at his friend frustrated

"Dude whatever just leave me out of this mess I don't want to be dragged down with you "

Wooyoung scoffed and stood up leaving

He was mad that his friend didn't understand in what situation he was in , or how hard it was to forget someone you liked

So he decided to call a Uber and do one thing that made him relax

dancing was one of the things that just helped and never judged him

He arrived at the studio he usually frequents so he could practice his dance

He took his hoodie off leaving his shirt on as he was about to open the door he heard faint music coming from the practice room

"Who would dance at this hour to sad music?"

He muttered to himself peaking inside seeing blue lights shining as someone danced beautifully without missing a beat

The way they moved so smoothly with a care in the world as they kept twirling

Wooyoung opened the door a little bit more so he could see better but his hearts stopped when he saw who was dancing

It was her the pretty girl that locked herself into his heart and mind

With each step she took or how she swayed beautifully made his heart beat more

The boy continued watching not even realising that he clapped after she finished making her jump in surprise

" How long have you been watching me ? "

He didn't say anything as he watched her sit down and massage her feet

" Wooyoung? Why are you so quiet? "

Wooyoung slowly entered the room and sighed

" Look Y/n I feel ashamed standing in front of you again after two weeks "

She smiled and shook her head

" I didn't take it personally so it's all good don't worry, but I was hurt when you ignored my messages even though I'm pretty sure you read them but decided not to click on them "

His heart sunk when she clearly described what he did but wasn't mad about it

" I'm so sorry I was just ashamed to even respond I thought you were mad at me "

He sat down beside her and sighed

" Hey I said it's ok don't worry "

She rubbed his hands and looked at him smiling

" Why did you leave so suddenly? "

" I was afraid of going further "

Y/n chuckled and pushed his shoulder

" Was I that bad of a kisser ? "

He looked at her letting out a pretty laugh as he smiled back at her

" No your kiss pretty good from what I recall "

She cocked her brow up with a smug grin on her face

" Oh yeah , did mister Wooyoung ignore me because I was a good kisser ? "

She joked to lighten the mood and Wooyoung couldn't help but smile

" Well if you want me to be honest with you, you've been invading mind way to much lately actually and it's driving me insane "

He locked eyes with her as she looked at him some type of way he couldn't describe

" Wooyoung, ever since we shared that kiss I've been feeling lost like what are we ? we just got to know each other but I feel like I've known you for ages and I can't help it  "

" I feel the same , I don't want to rush things but it just happened "

She came closer so that's she was kneeling in between his legs as she brushed his long hair back

"I couldn't help but let my heart do what it wanted ,and apparently it chose to fall for you "

He leaned back supporting himself with his hands as she came closer

" So tell me Wooyoung can I let my heart call you it's owner ? "

The way she leaned in slowly made his mouth dry so he just couldn't let a sound out

" Tell me do you want to be the owner of my heart Wooyoung? "

Y/n was just inches away from his lips making him gulp but not back out

" Yes , gosh please yes I want to "

He cried out desperately and captured her lips on his

Both of them kissed each other like there was no tomorrow, he had laid completely on the floor leaving her on top of him as they tangled their feet's together

" Can I make you mine ? "

The boy just nodded at this point he was just desperate to accept anything she asked him

" I couldn't hear you baby "

She kissed his neck softly making him whine

" Y-Yes I want to be yours "

" Goodness I've never seen someone so submissive before "

He chuckled and switched positions making her lay under him

" Don't get ahead of yourself little lady "

She grinned and pulled him again for a kiss which he gladly returned

Both laid there as Wooyoung slowly caressed her back

“ It’s so cold but I feel warm because of you”

Y/n smiled and snuggled onto him taking in his sweet scent

“ I could take a nap here with you but we have school tomorrow ”

“ Well if you want to nap with me we can go back to my place, i moved recently two blocks away from here and also I work at a boutique which means no free milkshake for you ”

Wooyoung laughed and kissed her forehead

“ If I get to kiss you every time than I can’t really complain about the milkshakes ”

“ Who told you that I’m gonna allow that ”

She teased him making Wooyoung kiss her softly so she would be quiet

“ because I said so darling "

Both smiled at each other before leaving to her place, Wooyoung’s mind felt at ease even though it really wasn’t a hundred percent

Yeosang’s words kept lingering in his mind , was he really that bad of a person?

Was he slowly turning into Byung-woo ?

But he couldn’t help loving someone else, was it forbidden to love now ?

He would never understand so he choose to let his worries wander around freely as he slept soundly with Y/n snuggled up to him in nothing but his hoodie

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Bodyguard Part 1: Partner - WJSN Seola

"Where the hell is he?!"

"I'm right here!" You rush up to the head of detail, a mountain of a man, the two of you both dressed in sharp black suits. He towers over you, his jaw locked shut, his lips a thin line across his face.

"First day in and you are ten seconds late! What did they even teach you? The safety of our principal depends on every second we have to respond to a situation, and you were ten! Seconds! Late!" He jabs your chest three times with a furious finger.

"I'm sorry sir! It won't happen again!" You stand ramrod straight, looking forward, not daring to meet his eyes. You're just praying you don't get fired on the first day.

"Don't be sorry to me, be sorry to the principal's family when you get him killed because you were ten fucking seconds late! Now go stand by Agent Kim like you're supposed to ten seconds ago!"

"Agent Kim?"

"Her, over there! She's your partner, she'll show you the ropes, listen to her!" You follow his shaking finger to see probably the most stunning bodyguard you've ever seen. Her look at you was cold and distant, but she was the most beautiful woman you've ever seen. The suit she wore was perfectly fitted, showing off her fit figure and long legs. You couldn't take your eyes off her as you walked briskly towards where she stood.

"Agent Kim, sorry I'm late."

"There." She points you to the other side of the door you're supposed to stand guard by.

"Right, thank you."

The minutes turn into hours as the two of you remain stiffly at your positions.

"Slow day isn't it?" You ask on hour three of... however many hours you were supposed to stand guard for. Agent Kim doesn't even look at you to admonish you.

"No talking."

Back to staring straight ahead you go, your eyes scanning the people walking by, looking, waiting, almost hoping for something to happen to liven up this shitty first day.

Nothing happens.

--Three months later--

"Hey Agent Kim, how are you?" You walk up to her, unable to stop yourself from smiling at her, admiring her raven black hair that falls past her shoulders, framing her beautiful face, and her ruby red lips giving color to her face and your day. After five months she at least returns your greeting.

"Good." She gives you the briefest of nods before pointing you to your position. "Stand there."

"As always." You take your position as one of many agents standing by outside the bank.

As you take your position your head of detail walks over to Agent Kim, who listens intently to her superior before nodding in agreement. The two of them turn to look at you, causing you to stand a little straighter. The head points a finger at you before curling it, giving you the universal "Come here" signal.

"Yes?"

"You'll be moving with the principal's family, Agent Kim will take lead, follow your partner. Do not fuck up."

"Understood." You turn to nod at Agent Kim, trying to give her a friendly smile. The look she returns you can at best be described as "professional".

"Let's move." The head of detail heads to the bank entrance. With a word the doors open and the principal strides out with a group of his assistants. You never figured out what he did, but you were paid not to care. The head of detail moves in front of him, leading the way for the principal and shielding him from any attack from the front. You watch the group move from the cover of the bank entrance to the waiting car, escorting the principal the whole way to the car. The car door slams shut and drives off immediately, allowing the next car for the principal's family to be readied. You take position beside Agent Kim at the entrance of the bank, awaiting her call.

"Open." As the door opens once more Agent Kim smoothly takes position in front of the principal's wife and kids, while you stand a little behind and back, protecting the family from possible side angles of attack. With a brisk pace your group ushers the family into the car and you slam the door shut, sending it on its away. The follow-up car arrives right after, allowing you and Agent Kim to get in, transporting you to the next location.

"That went smoothly." You remark.

"All good." Agent Kim ignores you, reporting to the head instead before addressing the driver. "Go." The drive to the next location is silent, as always.

You arrive at another branch of the bank and get out of the car, the cars containing the principal and his family awaiting your team before exiting the transport.

"Ready?" The head of the detail asks. You and Agent Kim nod in response. He taps the bodyguard standing by on the shoulder, who opens the car door, allowing the principal to step out into the open. You follow suit, opening your door, allowing the principal's wife and her two kids to step out of the car. Agent Kim takes lead and the family follows closely behind her while you cover the rear. You're halfway to the bank entrance.

Then you hear a bullet whiz by, far too close to your ear for comfort.

"Gun!" You hear yourself yelling.

"Get to the door!" You hear Agent Kim shouting at the family, the bodyguards on your team surrounding the family, forming a tight formation while she leads the pack, making sure they keep their heads down.

You take cover behind a pillar as the party files into the bank, returning fire with your pistol.

"Clear, get in!" You see Agent Kim beckoning to you, waving you into the bank. You see masked assailants moving up, getting a clear angle of the door.

"Get down!" You start running to the door, waving Agent Kim away, trying to get between her and the line of fire. An extra push of momentum drives you forward, and you stumble through the door as it crashes shut.

"Argh!" You yell out loud in pain as you hit the ground. You grip your arm as pain shoots through your body. Turns out the extra momentum was a bullet in your shoulder as you ran for the door.

"Get help, he's lost a lot of blood! Hold on!" You hear a voice yell over you. It looks like Agent Kim, but the light makes it hard to tell.

"So pretty..."

Your vision fades to black.

---Some time later---

You wake up, your eyes snapping open, seeing an unfamiliar ceiling. You try to prop yourself up, but you hiss in pain as you try to put weight on your shoulder.

"Ah! You're awake!" You rub your eyes, pinching yourself to make sure you weren't dead.

"Agent Kim? Why are you here? Where are we?" She looked even better without the suit jacket, her blouse highlighting her small but perky chest. Her hair a tangled sweaty mess. Her face one of worry and relief.

"Hospital, attackers escaped, medic patched you up, we brought you here."

"I see, is the client safe? How long has it been?"

"Yes, three hours."

"That's good to hear, thanks for being here Agent Kim."

"Seola."

"What?"

"That's my name. I'm... I'm sorry you got hit, I shouldn't have stood in the door, you got hurt because of me."

"Yeah you shouldn't have." Seola's face goes red at your acknowledgement of her mistake. "But that's what I'm here for, protect the clients... and you I guess." Her face turns a deeper shade of red. You feel her soft touch on your hand briefly, sending a jolt through your body.

"T-thanks, I have to go. Bye." She throws her suit jacket over her shoulder as she walks out, and you see the mess of blood on it.

"What happened to your jacket?"

"You were bleeding, I used it to stop the bleeding."

"Oh... thanks, sorry about that."

"It's nothing. See you around."

---Half a year later---

"Hey Seola, how was your weekend?" You ask, greeting her warmly.

"Hi, it was good. How was yours?" Seola greets you with a professional but friendly smile. Ever since you got hit, Seola has warmed up to you significantly. After saying more words to you in ten minutes at the hospital than she did in your first few months combined, she has begun sparing more words talking to you. Gone are the one word replies and icy stares, replaced with concise phrases and friendly, if not warm, looks.

"It was good too, where do you want me?"

"Here, take the stairs, we'll be responsible for the principal between car and stage."

"Sounds good." You don't try to make small talk with her now while waiting - on the job Seola is completely focused.

A black SUV pulls up, and you join Seola by the door.

"Ready?" You respond to her with a smile and a nod. She smiles back.

"Go." You open the door and out steps the principal, some politician, his face looks vaguely recognizable, you think you've seen him on TV, but you don't remember.

"Please follow me sir." Seola leads the way, seeing him to the steps before standing aside for him. You follow behind, taking position by the stairs opposite Seola. The crowd erupts in cheers as the politician takes the stage, chanting his name. He begins giving his speech, but you don't pay attention to it - you're too busy scanning the crowd and surrounding area for potential threats. You hear bursts of cheers and clapping at every pause. After 45 minutes of this, you hear him say the magic words.

"Thank you and have a good night!"

The politician makes his way towards you, and while your attention is focused on him, you hear a shout come from behind you, far too close to be from the crowd.

"Fuck you, die you piece of shit!"

"Watch out!" You turn around to see a large enraged man charging towards you with a knife in hand. Seola manages to get in his way, struggling with the attacker as she tries to disarm him.

"Get in the vehicle, move!" You manhandle the politician, pushing his head down as you rush him to the car. You shove him into the car and slam the door shut. "Get him out of here, go!" You turn back to find Seola and a few other bodyguards and policemen wrestling with him. You join in the struggle, your collective weight eventually forcing the attacker to the ground and the knife coming lose from his grip. The police cuff him and drag the raging man away.

"Thanks, we can take it from here, good job." You nod in response to the officer before turning your attention to Seola. "Are you okay? He was way bigger than you."

"I'm fine, he wasn't skilled, just strong."

"He cut you!" You point out, noticing a dark red spot growing on the arm of her jacket. Seola quickly covers it with her other hand.

"It's nothing, let's go."

"Agent Kim, report!" You see the head of detail jogging up to the two of you.

"Man with knife, affiliation unknown, subject subdued."

"Good job. The principal is safe."

"Sir she's hurt, she needs medical attention."

"I'm fine."

The head of details gives her a look. "Are you sure?"

"Yes." He looks at the hand covering her arm.

"Yeah right. You, see her home. Take a taxi, I'll expense it."

"Yes sir."

You wrap an arm around Seola, supporting her against you. As you look down at her you notice her lips gradually turn a pale white. You force her hand off her arm and gasp - her hand was covered with blood, her jacket sleeve stained dark red.

"Damn you're bleeding a lot for a cut, wait." You take off your jacket, twisting it and using it as a makeshift bandage around her arm.

"I said I'm fine, your jacket..."

"Just shut up." You retort as you quickly flag down a taxi.

"Where to?" Seola weakly gives her address to the driver as the two of you get into the taxi.

"Hey, are you okay?"

"Yes, the head gets w-worried too easily." She says that, but you feel her sinking into your body more and more.

"Seola?” You shake her, getting her to at least look your way. “We'll be back home soon, just hold on." You grip her a little tighter, willing the taxi to get there faster.

By the time you reach her place, you're basically dragging her along, Seola getting weaker and weaker.

"It’s h-here."

"Where are your keys?"

"Back pocket..." You reach down to her back pocket, trying not to touch her inappropriately as you fish the keys out. You unlock the door and enter her apartment. With weak arm movements she points you towards her bedroom, where you lay her down gently on the bed.

"Seola, do you have bandages?"

"Yes, first aid kit, in the l-living room." You hurry out of the room, scrambling to find the first aid kit. Thankfully it is marked and stands out in the dim light of her living room. You grab it and return to her, sitting down beside her and opening the first aid kit.

"Okay, I'm going to take a look at the wound." You unwrap your jacket that was around the wound, noticing that it is soaked with blood. You toss it aside for now and focus on getting her jacket off. Gently lifting her upper body you manage to shrug it off her shoulders, exposing the angry red gash on her arm.

"That looks bad, I'll have to disinfect it first." You grab the iodine solution in the kit, twisting the top open and grabbing a gauze.

"Sorry, this is going to hurt." You pour some of the iodine on the gauze before applying it to Seola's wound, rubbing on and around it.

"Ahh!" Seola shouts in pain, twisting and grabbing her bedsheets as you hold her arm in place.

"Almost done, I just need to bandage it!" You hurriedly grab the bandage in the kit and wrap it around her arm, keeping the pressure on the wound tight. After getting it sufficiently tight you neatly tear the end off and keep it there with some medical tape.

"I'm sorry it hurt, are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm... tired. Thank-" Seola's eyes close as she falls asleep in exhaustion. You pack the first aid kit and tend to Seola, taking off her shoes and drawing the covers over her. You grab the kit and your jacket, returning to her living room. You don't know what to do - it doesn't seem right to be in there with her, but you don't want to leave her alone either. It looked like she lived alone and you were still worried about her. You end up deciding to just wait for her in the living room, turning on the TV and watching a basketball game that happened to be on.

You slowly doze off.

"Water..." You jerk awake at the hoarse voice coming from Seola's room. You get up and check on her, only to see Seola trying to get up off the bed. You push her back on to it.

"No, you should rest! What did you need, water?" She looks shocked to see you.

"Why are you here?"

"I helped you home, remember? I cleaned your wound and bandaged it."

"I know, I thought you left after that."

"I- I wanted to be sure you were okay. I'll get you that water." You exit the room, leaving to get a cup of water for her.

"Here you go."

"Thanks." She takes the cup of water, downing it in one gulp.

"More?"

"Yes please." You return with another cup of water.

"Here." You make the trip two more times after that.

"Thanks."

"Don't mention it. I’ll- I'll get going then, you look like you're getting better." You smile at her, noticing the color returning to her face and lips.

"It's late, how are you going to get back?"

"I'll get a cab, it's no problem." You make to exit, your hand going to the door handle.

"Wait!"

"What is it?"

"C-can you... stay with me?"

"Uh sure, I guess?"

You grab a chair and sit by the bed, just looking at her with a smile.

"What’s up-" With surprising speed Seola props herself up on the bed with her good arm, before leaning over and capturing your lips with a kiss. You feel a surprising amount of passion coming from her, her body eagerly leaning forward off the bed to kiss you more. Not wanting her to fall off the bed you lean back into her, deepening the kiss. You end up pushing Seola back on the bed, and as she falls she grabs you with her arm, pulling you on top of her. Her tongue flicks at your lips, asking for entry. She gently bites your lower lip when you don't respond, the slight sting causing you to snap your eyes open, breaking the kiss with a gasp from the both of you.

"What are we doing?"

"I know you think I'm pretty, I remember what you said at the bank."

"You do?" You were stunned, it was so long ago, you were so out of it you weren't even sure if you said it yourself.

"Yes. Do you really think so?"

"Of course! You're beautiful!" Seola blushes at your straightforward compliment.

"T-thanks. I want to... want to thank you for... trying to talk to me all the time, staying with me, taking care of me. So... p-please stay the night?" Your heart jackhammers in your chest, but luckily your brain is still functioning for now.

"I'd love to."

You lean forward, kissing Seola's red lips once more, freely opening your mouth for her tongue, allowing her to express her apparently pent-up passion for you. You reply in kind as she invites you in, her tongue tangling with yours as you explore her mouth. You break the kiss once more, your hands hurriedly unbuttoning your shirt and tossing it to the floor.

"Can you help me? My arm..." You kiss her again, bruising her lips as you unbutton her blouse, revealing her black bra, contrasting against her pale skin. You gently take the blouse off, and it joins your shirt on the floor. You hug her tightly, your arm reaching around to find the clasp of her bra. You hear a giggle in your ear.

"In front..." Seola reaches in the space between your bodies and with a snap unhooks her bra, revealing her petite breasts to you as you slide it off her slim body. You couldn't help yourself, and your hands go to grasp them, each breast a perfect handful for you to knead and squeeze. When your fingers play with her already stiff nipples Seola let's out a sensual moan, giving voice to her arousal.

Hearing the typically reserved and professional Seola enjoy herself pushes your admiration and attraction for her into lust. You wanted to hear more of her, you wanted to hear all of her. You kiss her neck, feeling her lips on your neck as well, leaving needy marks on you. You slide a hand from her breasts down her body, feeling her toned and taut abs, quivering with every touch you place on her. You slip your hand under her pants, touching the thin fabric of her panties and the growing wet spot on it. Her body is tense with anticipation, driving you crazy. You press your fingers down on her wet spot.

"Aaah!" The cry that leaves Seola is so erotic, so full of need, you can't hold back any longer. Your hands work on her pants as her hand tugs needily on your belt. You quickly strip her naked before working on your own pants, joining her nude, looking down at her gorgeous body. Her eyes are focused on your erection pointing straight at her, her gaze hungry. You make your way between her legs, her pussy dripping with need, begging for another touch. You lean in, wanting a taste of her, but her hand goes to your head, pushing you away from her.

"What is it?"

"Turn around."

"What?"

"Turn around, I-I want to taste you too." Her eyes are glassed over with lust, and you oblige her, swinging your legs around to provide her access to you.

"You're so wet..."

Those were the last words either of you utter for a while, the two of you obsessed with tasting and pleasuring one another. Her lips find their way around your cock, Seola taking most of your length in her mouth, causing you to moan into her wetness, your tongue exploring her folds. When you are not distracted by Seola’s mouth, you enjoy the sweetness of her juices, lapping up everything she had.

You feel every bit of pleasure you give Seola yourself, her mouth vibrating around your cock with every whiny moan you draw out of her. That causes you to groan into her slick heat, more and more of her arousal covering your face. Like a runaway reaction the two of you stoke and ignite your lust, the pleasure flowing between your two bodies, bouncing and amplifying off one another.

You feel Seola scream around your shaft, taking all of you in her mouth as her hips buck up at your face, her toes curling and gripping the bedsheets, releasing her juices on your face in orgasm. The tip of your cock hits her throat, and the tightening of her mouth around your shaft sets you off. Driven by the sudden rush of pleasure you bury yourself into Seola's mouth, your cock unloading hot white cum straight down her throat. Your hands grip her ass cheeks firmly, keeping her wet lips on your mouth as you mindlessly lick her slit, addicted to the taste of her honey. Her hips twist and turn, trying to keep you away from her sensitive heat, but you hold her in place, having your fill of her juices. You only stop when you hear her urgent whine, her hand tapping your thigh to get your attention. You hear her choking as you turn around.

"I'm sorry, I went too deep." Seola's face is a mess, a streak of your cum leaking from her lips, her face flush from her orgasm.

"No, too much, cum." She gasps out between breaths.

"You too." She blushes watching you wipe her fluids off your face. You run your stained hand up and down her creamy skin, feeling her twitch under your touch.

With a hungry look she grasps your cock with her hand, trying to stroke you back to hardness. You moan softly, enjoying the pleasure she gives you, fascinated by the reserved woman driven wild by her urges. She gasps as you return the favor, your fingers playing across her swollen and aroused lower lips. You can't get enough of her body - you've always seen her in the typical bodyguard outfit, which she looked good enough in, but did not do her figure justice.

Now that you have her all to yourself, your hands roam all over her, and you find out something new about Seola: For someone who uses few words, Seola is very vocal in bed, letting you know how she feels with a moan or gasp at every touch you lay on her body. You take the opportunity to explore her tight body, finding every spot that makes her whimper and mewl in pleasure.

By the end of it her pussy is absolutely dripping, her pale skin flush with need, whines escaping her partly open lips. You are similarly hungry, wanting to finally fill her, your cock hard and ready from her stroking. She makes a quiet request, her eyes barely open, still enjoying the touch of your hands.

"Ah! C-can I be on top?"

"Will you be okay?" You worry that she won't be able to keep balance with only one good arm.

"Yes, I want to fuck you." Her every word is laced with desire. You lay on the bed beside her, holding on to her and allowing her to clamber over you. Her black hair tickles your cheeks as she looks down at you.

"Ready?"

You nod in response, your hands holding her waist, her hand guiding your cock into her. With a loud cry from both of you Seola sheaths you inside her, her walls already tightly crushing you. The pleasure at finally being in her causes you to throw your head back, moaning her name out loud. Seola collapses against you, unable to keep herself upright with the pleasure coursing through her.

"You okay? Do you want me to be on top?"

"Better than okay, and no." With a hitched breath Seola begins moving her hips, humping you as she wraps her good arm around your neck. You hold her against you, feeling her stiff nipples tickle your chest as she moves up and down your body, slamming her hips into yours. Every time you fill her depths Seola moans right into your ear, and you swear you've never heard a more arousing sound. Her moans get louder and louder as she loses herself to the beautiful agony of sex, your crotch getting wetter and wetter as she bounces herself over and over on you. Until finally, she impales herself on you completely, screaming two words you never thought you would have the pleasure of hearing from her.

"I'm cumming!" Seola burns hot with pleasure, her sweaty body shaking and twitching as she climaxes, her walls fluttering madly around you, contracting even tighter, squeezing out every bit of space that you didn't fill in her. She lies on top of you, and you give her time to recover, enjoying the feeling of her juices slowly leaking out of your connection as she grinds you slowly, riding out her pleasure. She breaks out of your hug on her, kissing you fully on the lips before laying back down on you, hugging you tighter and whispering in your ear.

"Cum for me."

Your hands go to her hips, lifting her slightly as you plant your feet on the bed, using the bed for leverage to pound up into Seola's wet and waiting pussy. Her moans turn into screams as you stuff her over and over again with a pace she couldn't reach earlier. Her cum splashes out with every pump of your hips, staining the bed and making your connection even wetter. Her expression is twisted in pleasure, breaths shallow between every cry you draw out of her. Soon you are pounding her too fast, and her screams all blend together into a never-ending shriek. You're worried about her voice, but both of you are too far gone to care. Seola screams your name as you make her cum once more, her body trembling in your arms, her fingers digging into your shoulder. Your arousal skyrockets at hearing Seola screech your name, and you feel yourself succumbing to the pleasure.

"F-fuck Seola I'm close, you should-"

"Inside, please." Her voice is hoarse, but no less needy and filled with lust. Your control finally snaps, and you pull her down on you hard as you thrust up into her, plunging deeper than ever into her before you explode, leaving every drop of your seed in her.

"Aga- nnngh..." You barely register Seola's soft and breathless purr as she orgasms again in quick succession, the sensation of your throbbing cock firing deep in her sending her to her peak once more. You groan in pleasure, feeling her walls massage and tug on your cock, begging for whatever you have left to give. Seola gasps into your neck, her body writhing in your arms, still enjoying the orgasm flowing through her. You keep moving, rocking your body with her, trying to prolong your pleasures a little longer, until the two of you finally come to a stop, feeling your hearts beat rapidly against one another as you catch your breaths.

You look up at her, her beauty taking your breath away right before she does that literally, stealing your lips in a kiss, your bodies intertwined in the scattered dawn sunlight. She buries her head in your chest, asking the question you didn't have the courage to ask her.

"Stay with me?"

--February 14, one year later--

"So, everything go well today?" Seola asks, as you enter your apartment and take off your shoes.

"Yes, no problems. You?"

"Fine too." Seola responds, taking off her shoes too as she follows you in. She tugs your sleeve, getting your attention and flashing you a radiant smile. You can't help but smile back at her, your hands grabbing her suit jacket and pulling her towards you. You kiss her with passion, Seola returning it with equal intensity, enjoying being close to each other after standing apart for another long day.

"Happy Valentine's day, partner."

"Happy Valentine's day, oppa."

A/N: The story is a bit cliche and cheesy, but I wanted to write a “Seola in a suit story” after that Love Shot performance, and bodyguard seems most appropriate. Thank you for reading!

[cassandravld]

We  are  pleased  to  announce  that  we  have  just  welcomed  CASSANDRA  PARK  to  our  family.  You  may  also  hear  them  simply  referred  to  as CASSIE.  They’re  a  ‘96  LINER  and  LEAD  VOCALIST  of  IOTA.  Many  have  already  commented  on  how  much  they  look  like  KIM  HYUNJUNG  (  SEOLA  ).

hello  everyone !  my  name’s  gwen ,  i’m  19  n  i  am  the  mun  of  the  lovely  &  confrontational  cassandra  park ,  aka  cassie  of  iota.  her  private  profile  ,  her public profile  ,  and  her  plots  are  all  linked  in  this  sentence  so  please  like  this  lil  ol  intro  to  plot  with  her  !  continue  reading  down  this  post  to  get  a  tldr  of  her  life  and  personality  to  get  to know  her  better.

born  in  chicago  ,  illinois  to  two  very  successful  parents  who  were  very  naturally  gifted.

she  was  born  the  first  of  decemember  1996  and  her  twin  younger  brothers  were  born  almost  exactly  four  years  later  &  from  the  start  it  was  clear  her  parents  had  a  preference  for  her  brothers  over  her  as  even  as  babies  ,  they  exhibited  signs  that  they  were  big  smart.

her  parents  stopped  making  her  a  priority  and  she  was  almost  taking  full  care  of  herself.

flash  forward  to  her  teenage  years  where  she  was  used  to  the  neglect  and  her  brothers  showing  off  yet  another  god  given  gift  of  athletic  ability.

she  decided  to  kinda  do  her  own  thing  &  fuck  her  parents , so  she  would  lock  herself  away  in  her  room  each  day  after  school  &  would  just  watch  youtube  dance  covers  as  well  as  k-dramas.

cassie  joined  her  school’s  dance  team  and  made  it  on  the  jv  team  ,  the  team felt  like  the  family  she  never  had  &  absolutely  loved  it  ,  but  as  she  entered  her  second  year  of  high school  she  joined  choir  &  fell  in  love  with  singing.

started  to  do  musicals  to  mix  singing  and  dancing  and  adored  it  just  as  much  if  not  more  than  dance  team.

junior  year  a  video  of  her  portraying  the  role  of  cinderella  in  her  school’s  rendition  of  into  the  woods  caught  the  attention  of  a  small  korean  entertainment  company.  they  offered  to  fly  her  out  for  an  audition  and  her  parents  began  to  give  her  attention  now  that  it  was  clear  she  wasn’t  completely  useless  and  average.

auditioned  &  got  in  ,  began  training  only  to  be  swiped  away  by  summit  to  participate  in  the  muses.  one  of  the  older  team  artemis  members  ,  but  still  fit  in  because  of  her  baby  face.

after  she  won  &  was  to  debut  with  iota  ,  her  parents  began  to  actually  give  her  the  attention  she  had  once  so  intensely  desired.  and  after  getting  a  taste  ,  she  knew  there  was  no  way  she  was  gonna  let  her  brothers  overshadow  her  &  as  a  result  ,  she’s  super  uptight  about  practicing  and  what  not.

believes  she’s  made  to  be  a  star  ,  that  her  ‘  average  ‘  life  before  coming  to  korea  was  her  fairytale  tragic  backstory.

dad  of  iota  ,  complete  with  the  bad  jokes  &  constant  need  to  establish  dominance  over  other  groups  by  bragging  about  her  kids  in  iota.

wants  to  be  babied  ,  but  on  the  down  low.  will  only  happily  accept  affection  from  iota’s  mom  ,  min  saeun.  affection  from  others  is  met  with  pats  on  the  back  and  a  high  five  except  when  she’s  babying  someone  else.

loud  just  like  all  the  time  ,  variety  isn’t  her  strong  suit  as  some  find  her  to  be  aggressive.  she  is  aggressive  but  not  in  a  way  you  would  think.  doesn’t  give  up  when  she  wants  something  and  will  complete  anything  she  sets  her  mind  to.

very  petty  &  is  actively  hogging her  parent’s  attention  to  spite  her  brothers.  she  feels  bad  but  not  bad  enough  to  stop.

big  sagittarius  energy.

[stoopsbookstore]

Highway to Heaven Hell (Part 2)

Chapter Synopsis- Y/N tries to keep the letters a secret from her teacher. One of her friends finds out her secret and reveals one of their own while another one starts to get suspicious.

"Y/N, you haven't been paying attention at all today. Is there something on your mind?" Ms. Hyoyeon slapped a book on Y/N's desk, startling the young girl who was staring at the dark side mansion, standing in its shadowy glory.

"No, Ms. Hyoyeon, I'm fine, just tired."

"Maybe if you weren't up all night with Johnny and Mark, you wouldn't be so exhausted. I assume you know very well what happened to the last heir that had been acting up?"

Y/N put her head down, "Yes, ma'am."

"Tell the class. Since you've been focused on something else," Ms. Hyoyeon gestured towards the building across from them, "since you happen to be the next in line."

The class had became quiet, as if someone had muted them with a clicker. Y/N felt the eyes on her as she gulped, opening her mouth to speak.

"Jeonghan had been hanging around some demons. He was supposed to be crowned as the next king of the light side due to completing the six miracles. He was late to his coronation and discovered over the gate with two demons called Minghao and Yu-"

"And Yuta and Taeil and Doyoung and Jaehyun and all of those other hellish creatures," Ms. Hyoyeon stared at Y/N, as if she knew Y/N was thinking about Jaehyun, "and they should not be fooled around with. Time's up for today, thank you, Princess Y/N, we'll pick up tomorrow."

Ms. Hyoyeon stressed the royal title as if it was poison on her tongue. As everyone picked up their possessions and filed out of the room, Ms. Hyoyeon stopped Y/N, tapping her shoulder.

"Ms. Hyoye-"

"What's on your mind, Y/N? You're the princess, you're supposed to be focused on your studies just in case you're chosen as the next heir and you're off staring at the dark side."

Y/N fiddled with the metal binding of the notebook she held, contemplating an answer, "I just... there's a lot on my mind."

"You know, Y/N, come sit," Ms. Hyoyeon gestured to a desk, sitting down as Y/N sighed, staring at the floor, "if this is about a boy, you don't need to worry about that. If this is about a girl, you don't need to worry about that. If this is about anything other than your future, don't worry about it, at least not now. I know you, you're a brilliant girl and you have a good head on your shoulders and I hope you'll make the right decision. But if this has something to do with anything over those fences, if anyone is bothering you, I have to know, so we can protect you."

"God, no. No one's bothering me. I just have a lot on my mind. Being locked up in the room is a bit tiring, as there's really nothing to do."

"Alright," Ms. Hyoyeon, sensing she's not getting the truth, stood up and opened the door, "I'll see you tomorrow for your dance lessons, wear your ballgown and heels, we're going to have some visitors that Mr. Siwon suggested."

Y/N particularly ran out of the room, ignoring Johnny, Taeyong and Mark as they tried to call out, "no time to talk, I have to go, guys."

"Y/N, what happened?" Mark ditched the two older males to catch up to Y/N, who had ran up the stairs to the top floor, "you've been acting weird since last week."

"I'm fine, Mark. Just tir-"

"Don't give me the tired excuse."

"I don't think I can talk about it right now."

"Are you seeing Johnny again?"

"That was a one time thing that lasted for a few months while he got over Seola," Y/N unlocked her bedroom door and before she could shut it, Mark blocked it with his foot.

"Y/N," Mark sternly spoke. For such a young adult, Mark held an air of sophistication to him, "please tell me. If something happens and I know I could've preven-"

Y/N pulled Mark in and slammed the door, locking it as soon as it shut, "I've been talking to someone over on the dark side."

"Are you serious?!" Mark's jaw fell to the floor, "That's impossible, there's supposed to be no communication between the sides with the exception of offical meetings."

Y/N placed her notebook on the desk, flipping through the pages as she found the notes.

"They're from a guy named Jaehyun," Y/N handed the letters to Mark, "You can't tell anyone about this, not Johnny, not Taeyong, not Ms. Hyoyeon or Mr. Siwon, not a single person beside you and me can know about this."

"If I'm being honest," Mark looked through the two notes, "I've been talking to a few guys over there. Jaemin and Haechan, they're actually some good kids who just happen to be demons."

"So, you're not going t-"

"No, I'm not. I think they've actually mentioned a Jaehyun before. I have an idea, too."

Y/N perked up as she sat at her desk, facing out the windows, seeing four boys climb onto the roof of the demons's place of residency, "Tell me it in a second, I think that's him."

Mark stepped out on the balcony, Y/N stumbling out of her chair, trying to pull the young male inside. Mark pulled out a whistle from his pocket, tweeting out a small beat, causing the four boys to their heads, one being ecstatic.

"You can come out, Y/N, it's just Jaemin and his friends," Mark yanked Y/N out on the balcony, seeing the familiar face of a certain male she caught the glimpse of earlier, "see the one with blonde and blue hair? That's Jaemin, he knows of an underground tunnel system, that's how me, him, Jeno and Haechan have been meeting up, it's rusty, creepy, old, abandoned and I can deliv- you're not listening to me."

Y/N zoned out as she noticed Jaehyun whispering something over to Jaemin before Jaemin made a few hand signals to Mark.

"What is he saying?" Y/N questioned.

"He said that Jaehyun told him that you're the girl he's been sending the paper planes to. He wants to meet, but doesn't know how. He's hoping for a letter tonight."

Y/N smiled sadly, waving at Jaehyun before the other two boys, who she assumed was Taeil and Doyoung, started teasing and laughing at the younger male, "tell him he can expect one and make sure his friends don't hide it from him this time."

Mark signaled back to Jaemin Y/N's message before a voice belonging to Johnny called out for the duo, causing them to run inside off the balcony, leaving the four confused, mainly Jaehyun, as to why Y/N runs off everytime someone calls for her.

"According to Mark, she's the next in line to be the heir over there," a giggle from Taril over the rhyme earned him an elbow in the stomach, "she's been kept up there for a little bit, preparing for the coronation. They're more protective over her because of what happened to that Jeonghan dude. I'll see Mark tonight, he should have the letter for you."

Mark and Y/N heard Johnny trying to jiggle the handle, "guys, what's going in, is Y/N okay?"

Y/N pushed Mark to the door while she ran to the bathroom, motioned the sick signal they came up with when they were younger. Y/N shut the bathroom just enough to where Johnny can hear her getting sick.

Mark opened the door to reveal a sweaty Johnny."

"you guys are fast. Is she okay? Ms. Hyoyeon said she wasn't focused in lessons."

"Something she ate," Mark pointed to the bathroom door as Y/N flushed the toilet in an attempt to convince Johnny she was nauseous.

"Oh okay, I thought it was something more serious," Johnny walked over to the couch, noticing the 4 demons on the roof, growling at the sight of them, "why the hell are they outside?"

"They've just been minding their business, not really doing anything. You know, they're not always plotting something," Mark sat next to Johnny as he reached for the clicker, turning on the TV as Y/N came out of the bathroom, trying to sneak to the balcony, feigning innocence.

"Don't go out there, some of those creeps are out there," Johnny reached for the knob before Y/N could turn it, "come sit with us, watch some TV. I know that show you like is on, with the perfect matches and all of that?"

"Ok, let me just grab my notebook, study a few notes," Y/N took her notebook off the desk, sitting next to Mark, opposite of Johnny. Johnny motioned for Mark to stand up, grabbing Y/N's legs and placing them on his, a small awkward chuckle escaping Y/N's throat.

After a tense half hour, Mark stood up, Y/N handing him the note as he made his way to the door, "I should probably go study some thing myself, I'll see you two later."

"Maybe I should go too, Mr. Siwon wants help setting up for the lessons tomorrow, somethimg about visitors from another kingdom, they have the power of ice or something like that," Johnny took Y/N's hand, helping her up from the couch, "before I leave, can I ask you something?"

"Go for it."

"If something was bothering you, you would tell me, right?"

"Yes, Johnny. Of course I would, I've knew you for since we were babies."

"Ok. Well, I should go," Johnny leaned down for an unexcepted kiss, one that made both parties wide-eyed.

"Uhm. I should take a shower..."

"Yeah, you do that. I'll be right downstairs if you need me."

Johnny walked out of the room as Y/N went and locked the door, leaning on it thinking about the moment that just happened. Johnmy was leaning on the door as well, mentally beating himself up.

That night, Mark and Jeno had met up with Jaemin and Jaehyun, Mark handing the note over to Jaehyun as he unfolded it, smiling as he saw the familiar handwriting.

"What does it say?" Jaemin tried catching a peek of what made Jaehyun so flustered, Jaehyun turning around to avoid the younger boy's efforts.

"Let him be, you me and Hyuck have somethings we actually need to discuss about them. Let's take a walk."

Jaehyun was left alone, sitting on an old couch as he read the note over and over again.

Hello Jaehyun. About calling me Princess, you can only call me that if I can call you Demon, that way it's fair. It's fine for the wait, I'm just glad you wrote back at all. My friend, Mark apparently knows your friend, Jaemin. He seems like a sweet kid. There isn't much to the light side. I sit in my room watching TV, playing on my computer, go to lessons and come back to my room and sleep. That's pretty much it. I didn't really pay attention to lessons today, I was too busy thinking about this one guy, he goes by the name of Jaehyung or Taehyun or something like that. Ms. Hyoyeon noticed, but I didn't tell her. But I did mess up, Mark found out, but it's okay because he said he'll help with delivering the letters, we just have to hide it from our friend, Johnny. Tomorrow is a special day, we're having another kingdom come, the Ice Palace is bringing over some of their heirs for a dance lesson and Mr. Siwon is going to be in charge of it. I hope to hear from you soon.

The next part is what made Jaehyun smile, a blush appear on his face.

Your Princess, Y/N.

[prplocks]

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[soulmateszedits]

⌜ Seola × WJSN ; Inside Out ⌝ ᓚᘏᗢ

┊ ❀ Pt.2

┊ ❀ Era

[crimzonvendetta]

Yandere Seola X Male Reader

"Are you there?"

Seola voice came from the other side of the door, followed by what sounded by light scratching at the door. He could hear her lightly breathing on the door. The question was directed to Y/N, her younger step brother who sitting in his bed, terrified. He was sitting with his knees to his chest with his hands covering his mouth. He learned the hard way she could hear even the smallest sounds he made.

"Mom and Dad are going out of town again. They left me in charge. You know what that means."

He knew exactly what that meant. His "sister" basically owned him for the next two weeks. His breath began to quicken as the door knob slowly turned. A wave of relief washed over him once the knob locked in place.

"Oh? I thought we established that you weren't allowed to lock your door last time."

'Maybe if I just stay quiet she'll think I'm not here.'

"She would know if you left the house today."

The pessimist in himself reminded him. Suddenly, cutting through the silence a familiar tone rang out! Y/N's eyes darted to find the source of the noise. On his desk his phone was going off; it was his girlfriend, Sana.

"My baby would never leave without his phone, meaning....you're still in there."

The door handle began to turn, but more viciously. It was Seola was trying to break the knob off. It continued for minutes before it just stopped. Then the sound of a key entering a keyhole became apparent. Y/N stood and bolted to the door but just he was about to make it his body went limp. His body wasn't listen to him, the feelings was leaving him.

"Sorry, but big sis had to take precautions this time, I couldn't have you fighting back like last time."

As the darkness took him he was "gifted" with the sight of his older sister Hyung-Jung entering his safe space and giving a wave.

Y/ N awoke to the sound of his phone ringing. He moved sluggishly to the table and picked up his phone. It was from his girlfriend Sana. "What's wrong with your sister?" The text message read. Another text came in. "When I came over last night she told me I wasn't allowed to see you."

Ding!

Another text. "She punched me in the face!"

A pictured followed up of Sana, her lip was busted and she had a bruise on her cheek! Y/N felt a wave of rage wash over him. He went to go find her and confront her but just before he could leave his room he stopped. The rage that he felt turned into fear, he felt terrified. He turned and looked around his room to see there was a sticky note stuck on his desk. 'That's strange.' He thought. He went over and scanned the note. The handwriting was damn near unreadable, but he could make out the word remember? "Remember what?" Y/N thought out loud. Suddenly like like a hammer coming down upon a nail memories assaulted him.

"You're acting like you're not enjoying this, like you're not enjoying me."

"Does she make you feel good like this?"

Y/N felt the urge to vomit. But along with the disgust came clarity. It all made sense now. Why he never managed to stay up past 8, why he always felt so sluggish in the morning, why there was large amounts of time he couldn't account. His older step sister was drugging and raping him. The urge to throw up became too much and he did so right of his bedroom floor. To make matters worse he couldn't tell if it was the drugs or the thought of his sister doing such things that was causing his sickness. The door flew open and standing in the frame was the culprit herself with cleaning supplies in hand. "Looks like you're having morning sickness again." Morning sickness was a common occurrence for Y/N, but now that he knew what caused made him feel even sicker.

Y/N sat across from Seola eating his breakfast silently at the dinner table. He tried to keep his eyes down, but every once in a while he'd sneak a glance to catch her either looking at her phone or smiling at him. "Hey Y/N, my friends are coming over. Want to hang out with us?"

Y/N frowned up his face and visibly shrunk back quickly which caused his spoon to clatter oh the plate, which caught the attention of the predator sitting in front of him. Seola placed elbows of the table and rested her head on her hands. Her face held the same bright smile that had brought Y/N comfort so many times, but her eyes were so focused that it felt that she was piercing through him. Y/N brought his eyes down to his plate, "Y-yeah sure."

Y/N made sure to finish his food quickly.

Y/N wished desperately for an escape, but Seola made sure they were attached at the hip until her friends arrived. They entered quite loud and boisterously, which broke between the tension Y/N and Seola. The jokes and friendly exchanges between the group brought Y/N comfort, it almost made him forget about his situation. He was brought back to reality when Seola interlocked their fingers and squeezed his hand. All the negative feelings returned with just the simplest of engagements. Eventually he managed to convince Seola to allow him to go upstairs to his room, but instead of doing so he stood at the top of the stairs and watched them speak.

"Did you bring them?" Seola asked her friend Dayoung. The aforementioned friend Dayoung pulled a bag of pills from his purse which made a familiar feeling shoot through Y/N.

"How long are you going to keep drugging him?" Dayoung inquired.

"Today's the day I go for the big one. I used the last of what you gave me this morning in his breakfast. He should be in his room passed out about now."

'She even drugged my breakfast?!' Y/N thought, but he should have been more concerned about the feeling he was losing throughout his body. Soon he was no longer in control and he began to fall forward, by the he registered he was about to fall down the stairs he was mind was already blanked out.

He awoke to the sight of the his basement, he hated being down here, yet he was quite familiarized with its features. He went to stand up, but he couldn't. He looked down to see he was tied down with rope and chain. It didn't take him long to figure out how he ended in the position he was in. He began to try to free himself by shaking free, but it wasn't going to work. Soon enough he exhausted his already low energy reserves. Seola walked down the stairs followed by her friends. She approached Y/N and cupped his face with her hand. "It seems you found out about my-or should I say our little secret. Well it doesn't matter much anymore, because I'm going to make you mine."

She turned her attention to her friend, Eunsoo. "....what's the first step Eunsoo?"

Eunsoo looked around at her friends before pulling her phone out of her back pocket. "Uhhhh....the first step to Stockholm syndrome....ummm."

Seola sighed before throwing her hands up. "I thought I told you to have it ready..."

Y/N tried to find the words but his tongue became numb again.

"Jeez, how much did your put in his breakfast Seola?" Questioned Yeon-Jung.

Soon enough Y/N felt the clutches of the drugs grab hold of him again before it whisked him away into the darkness once more.

[jiminshiness]

olá!! você poderia fazer uma lock de seolbin (seola + soobin) ou só do wjsn, por favor? não sei quais os grupos que você faz edits, então se não puder me desculpa :p

Prontinho! Eu faço de qualquer grupo/banda/cantor e também personagens/seriados que me pedirem 🥰❤️

[kpop-locks]

Adms, vcs teriam poços que combinasse com essas? Pode ser da: iu momo jihyo sana nako eunbi seola isa jisoo Rose, estaria muito grata se me ajudassem mais um vez <3

não achei nada que eu realmente ache que combine 100% (foquei na jihyo, mt gente diferente pra procurar) kkkk nossas locks normalmente não tem essa luz meio rosada dessa lock desse dorama perfeito (que eu preciso terminar há meses), mas acho que essas 3 dá pra quebrar um galho, se não gostar procura na tag msm, pq assim vc compara melhor no seu celular

edit da maju: botei mais umas ai

[94cafe]

eu amei mt seu Tumblr não me julga ok. faz locks da seola por favor omo💌❣️❣️💌💘🧡💘💖💋💘

— feito anjinho! ♥️  muito obrigadaa 💘💘

[wonderlandedits-archives]

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