#seoul billionaires

[seoulmillionaires]

seoul millionaires, seoul billionaires, millionaireceoclub.com, https://www.MillionaireCEOclub.com

[thedensworld]

Sweet Macaroons | C.Sc

Pairing: Gangster!Seungcheol x Baker!Reader

Genre: fluff, established relationship

Words Count: ±600

Summary: Seungcheol was far from pleased when a food critic posted a negative review that started to impact your sales. He couldn't stand to see you upset.

In the midst of a picturesque five months, Seungcheol, with an air of exclusivity, tenderly asked you to be his girlfriend. Everything seemed to move in slow motion around you, as if the universe itself was savoring the moment. His crew, astounded, couldn't fathom that a humble bakery owner just down the block from their bar had captured their boss's heart. He had transformed into something they never imagined: a unabashedly cheesy boy. Even Jeonghan, Seungcheol's right-hand man, remained baffled by the depth of his friend's infatuation with you. He couldn't quite grasp what had caused Seungcheol to fall so hard until he witnessed how Seungcheol would gladly stop the world at your command.

As an example of Seungcheol's devotion, he had gone as far as hiring a bodyguard to watch over you and ensure your safety. Seungcheol, ever mysterious about his business, would simply say, "I do business in Seoul and Busan," which, in its own way, was true. He owned nearly a hundred bars and nightclubs, not to mention his own association—a realm of details you didn't need to delve into.

Your bodyguard, Jun, who currently disguised as a barista in your bakery, would dutifully relay every detail to Seungcheol. This included mundane activities like your trips to the grocery store, visits from friends at the bakery, or even encounters with rude customers. Despite being in the know about your daily affairs through Jun, Seungcheol cherished hearing you recount your day, especially when it involved a customer that cussed on you. He'd teasingly inquire, "Should I track him down and make him pay?" A promise he would have swiftly fulfilled if you had not said, "No, you don't have to. I'll give him a piece mind when I'm a billionaire."

At times, Seungcheol really wants to say, "Marry me, and you can cuss him back in an instant." He was acutely aware of the influence he held.

However, he received an extremely irritating message from Jun, stating that a popular food critic had left a scathing review on their social media, claiming to have found a fly and cockroach legs in your sweets. This review had a detrimental impact on your sales and the overall image of the bakery, as people began leaving unpleasant comments on your social media platforms.

"Jeonghan, do you know this person?" Seungcheol inquired, displaying a video of the food critic.

Jeonghan confirmed, "Yeah, they're a very influential food critic."

Seungcheol nodded thoughtfully and hummed, "Do you know how to contact them?" he pressed further.

"I think we just need to get in touch with their management. They'll provide you with the pricing for their content," Jeonghan explained, prompting another question from Seungcheol.

"Then we can have them review our food however we want?" Jeonghan nodded, "Why? Are you thinking about having them promote our new foodbar?" he inquired.

Seungcheol shook his head, simultaneously signaling to Jeonghan that he wanted to be dropped off at your bakery.

Jun had informed Seungcheol that you had closed the bakery early today due to the lack of customers following the internet sensation. When Seungcheol arrived, only Jun was present in the bakery. He mentioned that you had gone to the convenience store for a few minutes. As Seungcheol patiently waited at one of the tables, you returned with a plastic bag in hand. Lost in your thoughts, you didn't immediately notice him. Instead, you went straight to Jun, telling him he could go home. Jun subtly gestured towards Seungcheol, indicating that he was waiting for you.

"Hi..." Your voice, though soft as always, carries a subtle shade of sadness. Seungcheol swears he can hear it, a touch of blue in your tone.

He smiles, approaching you and subtly signaling for Jun to leave the shop.

"Are you okay? I saw it online," Seungcheol asks gently once Jun has vanished from view.

You smile back at him, but tears well up in your eyes, trickling down your cheeks. You turn away, hiding your face from him as you wipe away the tears. Seungcheol's heart aches at the sight, a feeling he's never experienced before, like someone's squeezing his heart, causing a deep ache.

"Hey, it's okay," he murmurs softly, turning you to face him and pulling you into an embrace. He can feel the tightness in his chest intensify when he hears you sob.

This is the first time he's seen you cry in the five months you've been dating. He swears he'd never want to be the cause of your tears, let alone someone else.

"It's okay, baby. Bad things happen sometimes. It's not your fault," he reassures you as you try to explain how diligently you maintain your bakery's hygiene and ensure the freshness of ingredients. There's no way the accusations the food critic made could be true.

Seungcheol noticed the contents of the plastic bag you had been holding earlier: cleaning soap and equipment. His heart breaks once again, this time tinged with anger.

"Let's go home and rest, okay? I'll hire someone to clean the shop. I don't want to see you laboring with a heavy heart like this," he insists.

Seungcheol calls Jeonghan and swiftly arranges for his people to clean your shop. He drives you home, ensuring you have a proper dinner before settling down for some much-needed rest. Once you're peacefully asleep, he quietly slips away, reaching out to Jun and Jeonghan.

"Get them for me before midnight. Alive," he instructs.

Seungcheol doesn't concern himself with the specifics of how they carried out his request. But when his people successfully bring them to his office, he finally confronts the face that caused his girl to cry.

"What's your name?" Seungcheol asks, rising from his seat and approaching them.

"Who put you up to this?" Seungcheol presents their damning post about your bakery to their face. Poor soul, Seungcheol thinks. This food critic probably never imagined they'd be dragged in by a gangster and subjected to an interrogation like this.

Once Seungcheol acquires the name, he signals his people to reveal the extent of their capabilities. Images of their family and significant other are displayed, and they immediately plead for an apology, expressing regret for their actions.

"You should've thought about that before you posted that garbage," Seungcheol states, fixing them with a steely gaze.

"Upload a clarification video about your previous review. Go to that bakery tomorrow and apologize to the owner. Post both of those things before lunch if you want to spare them," Seungcheol directs, referring to the individuals in the photos as he delivers his unwavering ultimatum.

*

"It was a very wrong act of me to accept the offer to give a bad review to another bakery. I deeply apologize to the owner and my followers for doing such a wrong thing."

Seungcheol smiled at you as you showed him the video from the same account that had claimed they found a cockroach leg on your macaroon.

"See! I knew that my bakery and kitchen have passed the hygiene standards," you said, placing your phone down. There was a visible pout on your face, prompting Seungcheol to let out a chuckle.

"You're too cute," Seungcheol teased, pinching your cheek. He was relieved to see no trace of tears like the previous night.

You gently pulled his hand from your cheek as you stood up to restock the macaroon stall, which was nearly empty. Seungcheol couldn't help but smile as he watched you, his girl, his love, engrossed in the work you adored.

"Before you go, want a macaroon and your favorite latte?" you offered. He swore he would nod to anything you said.

"Here! I've packed some for your staff as well," you added, handing him boxes filled with sweets and a bundle of coffees for Seungcheol and Jeonghan.

He wouldn't let anyone steal your smile, even if he had to stop the world.

[127tyong]

Earthquake

Pairing:  Boss Johnny X Personal Assistant Reader

Genre: Smut, Breeding Kink, Marriage out of convivence

Warnings:

Word Count: 1.5 k

“Johnny! You’re here!” You smiled as Johnny walked into you two’s personal office, arriving an hour after you.

You were hired as Johnny’s personal assistant a few months ago, and had a decently close work relationship with him. Your application was desperate, saying you would do anything to work with him, and anything he wanted.

“Hi hun.” Johnny always talked to you sweetly, despite his reputation of being a cold businessman. “I have to have lunch with my family today, but that should be fine, yes?”

“Yes.” You immediately said, knowing his entire schedule off the top of your head.

“Perfect.” Johnny sat down at his desk and turned it on. “Is my coffee ready?”

You stood up, getting his coffee for him, then putting it on his desk.

“Thanks.” Johnny mumbled to you.

“Hey, I have a question.” You waited for Johnny to nod at you. “What’s the lunch for? Sorry if that’s a personal question, but you never go back to see your family.”

“They said they wanted to talk. Probably something stupid.” Johnny smiled up at you in between sips of coffee before setting the cup down. “Don’t you worry your pretty little head about it. I’ll come back with some pasta for you, it’s supposed to be some of the best Italian food around.”

~

“I cannot deal with that bitch’s stupidity.” Johnny huffed, loosening his tie and slamming the to-go box on his desk. You stood in the corner of the room, next to the door, holding a clipboard with his to-do list.

“Mr. Suh, if I may-” You started to speak, silenced by Johnny raising his hand.

“Cancel my other plans for today. I need a fucking break.”

“...Yes, sir.” You quickly went to your desk, across the room and made a few calls.

“My fucking father thinks he can tell me who to marry…” Johnny mumbled, laying on the couch, pinching his nose bridge. 

“Sir.” You stood up, understanding the issue. You always knew Johnny’s dad was rough, to say the least. A controlling, self centered man. “Would you like to do something fun with me?”

“Fun?” Johnny scoffed, as if that was the last thing he wanted. “Just… sit next to me.”

You pulled your rolling chair across the room next to him. 

“My dad wants me to marry another conglomerate heir. But the problem is… She’s only 14.”

You audibly gasped. “What?”

“I know. I’m pushing 30 dating a girl less than half my age…” Johnny groaned. “I can see the headlines now. Billionaire marries a child. Johnny Suh goes on a date with the heir of a major tech company, a 14 year old. I can only imagine what would happen.”

“Oh, Johnny…” You rubbed his shoulder. 

“This is his way of threatening me. Telling me that if I don’t get married soon he’s going to make me do… This.” Johnny sat up. 

“Why can’t you marry someone else then? I can make a list of potential prospects for you-” You stood up, but Johnny grabbed your wrist, forcing you back.

“Marry me.” He looks in your eyes, desperately. “At least for a year. Please, I need you to. I can’t let my reputation get ruined like this. You’re the perfect woman for this, you’re intelligent and know how to handle potential issues.”

Johnny’s reputation was everything to him. A stoic businessman, even if in the office he was nothing but kind. His reputation was how he got his way, and you knew it. He always gets told “yes” no matter the situation…

“Johnny…” You looked back at him, trying to comprehend the question.

“You’ll be a millionaire. I’ll give you anything you want and more, just please… Marry me.”

~

And that’s how you ended up marrying one of the richest men in all of Korea.

Instead of the headlines reading “Billionaire marries child” the headlines read “Billionaire marries his personal assistant, love story shocking the country”. 

And he kept all his promises. He bought you a penthouse apartment in Seoul, and a house in your hometown. He bought you any car you asked for, and he took care of your family.

There was no romance in your marriage, but you found Johnny to be an amazing husband. He was very likable, and you two spent a lot of time together, just hanging out. He was great with cooking and cleaning, and never asked you to do anything, but still took you on “dates” wherever you wanted. But the one thing you noticed was he never crossed the line. You slept in the same bed, per his request, but still had separate blankets. You shared a bathroom, but he asked you to shower at night, since he showered in the morning. And he never, ever, asked about your love life. You knew that was his way of telling you that you could date other men, and that he would see other women.

The only problem in this set up was his family. His mother was a gossiping, evil witch that talked bad about everyone, especially you, but his dad was a whole other issue. And every time you saw either of them, they asked if you were pregnant yet.

~

“I���m home!” Johnny walked into the penthouse as you were inside, cooking dinner. “Smells good.”

“Hey Johnny.” You served the meal. “Food’s ready.” 

“Hey… I have to talk to you about something.” Johnny sat at the dining room table, his face cold.

“Yeah?” You placed the bowl in front of him, and sat next to him. 

“I need to have a kid with you.” He looked up at you and read your shocked expression. “I’m so sorry, I know I was the one who said you’d never have to do this but I-”

“I understand, it’s just kinda… out of nowhere.” You sighed. “Give me a minute.”

You went up to the bathroom and got in the shower, not knowing how to feel.

When you stepped out of the bathroom in a towel, Johnny was waiting for you in the bedroom. “You don’t have to do this.” He stood in front of you.

“I know.”

Johnny’ s lips crashed onto yours, his hands gripping your wet hair. “I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry…” He picked you up and tossed you on the bed, your towel falling off. “You have no fucking idea how long I’ve been waiting for this.”

“Johnny, wait, what do you mean-” His lips pressed against yours again, his tongue licking your bottom lip and asking for permission to come in. You opened your lips slightly, and his tongue slid in, searching your mouth for your tongue, the tips of your tongue meeting. 

You pulled away from the kiss after a few seconds. “Johnny…”

“I think I love you. You’re all I ever think about…” Johnny kissed your neck, licking it in areas that slightly tickled but still made you moan.

“Johnny…” You moaned out, and his large hands pressed against your thighs, massaging it. “Slow down…”

“I’m sorry…” He breathed into your neck. “But I’ve already been waiting for several months.”

His mouth went to your breast, sucking your nipples until they hardened. “God, you’re just so beautiful.”

“Johnny…” You moaned out. You wrapped your hands into his hair and he laid on your chest. “Stick it in.”

“Okay…” He quickly took off his pants, already hard without you ever even touching him.

He stuck it all in at once, shocking you. “Fuck!” You squealed, trying to catch your breath. “Johnny, you can’t do that next time…”

“So you’re already planning the next time?” He began to slowly thrust, allowing you to regain your composure but his impatience still getting the better of him.

“You’re way too fucking big, Johnny.” You tried to relax, but he was still filling you up. “You can’t just shove your dick into a girl, you’re gonna break the next girl you fuck.”

Johnny leaned down, his face near yours. “I told you I love you, and you think I’m fucking other girls? God, I thought you were smart. I’ve liked you ever since you became my assistant. You’re capable, beautiful, and amazing to be around… I wanna make you happy.”

You wrapped your arms around his neck. “Give me a baby. I wanna have a kid with you.”

“Oh, I’ll fucking put a baby inside you…” Johnny mumbled into your neck. “Just keep squeezing down on my dick the way you are right now and I might just cum in around ten seconds.”

“Please Johnny! Please, please, please…” Your voice kept him going on, begging him.

“I wish I fucked you on our wedding night, fuck, you’re so perfect…” And with that, you felt the warmth of Johnny’s cum shooting inside you.

“Johnny…” You croaked out.

Johnny laid on top of you, his dick slipping out of you, causing the cum to drip out of you. “I’ll change the sheets later.” He sighed.

“How are you feeling?” “I still love you, if that’s what you were wondering.” “Good.”

[tinykittendelusion]

Seventeen as different tropes

a/n : I've gotten into a book slump again so i thought might as well try something that's going to make me want to read more :)

triggers: mentions of sex or sexual content or indicates sexual behaviour

Scoups

Workplace romance especially billionaire ceo romance where he falls in love with this girl from a small town almost like a typical hallmark movie. he gives very CEO vibes especially like business proposal kang tae moo he loves showering you with love and lots and lots of gifts.

Jeonghan

Opposites attract. I think it would be so cool if jeonghan falls for someone his exact opposite who looks like a troublemaker but is actually very innocent. It would be hilarious when at first she gets blamed for a prank he pulled making him apologise with lots and lots of kisses. Also she'd be the only person with whom he won't cheat while playing games?!

Joshua

good boy x bad girl. This is the reverse of the bad boy trope and that suits him so much Joshua is a very good gentlemanly guy until he isn't and then he's this crazy person and he'd naturally be drawn to people who take risks.

Jun

childhood friends to lovers. Honestly after watching exclusive fairytale I feel this is exactly his vibe he's a shy guy so he takes time getting comfortable and since you've known him since childhood he's the most comfortable with you. The comfort of knowing someone through all their stages of life and falling for them.

Hoshi

Enemies to lovers. Hoshi is a sweetheart that everyone knows but he's amazing at teasing people aka seungkwan in gose episodes so him having an enemies to lovers relationship makes so much sense to me. Also hoshi getting angry/pissed would be HOT.

Wonwoo

Aloof couple. Everyone except the both of you know that you both are dating. Together you both are dumb and dumber. After Hoshi accidentally ends up spilling the fact that wonwoo has a crush on you You guys would finally start dating. Both of you would be so shocked to know that the other person actually liked them too.

Woozi

Fated soulmates. Now listen to me woozi is a homebody just like me and sometimes I wish the love of my life would just come to my house and announce his existence. This is exactly what happens when you go to deliver fried chicken completely drenched in the rain and he offers you to stay and dry off before leaving.

Dokyeom

brothers bestfriend. He's your brother's friend so he should be off limits to you but he's so kind so nice and so caring you can't help but fall in love. He doesn't notice you until one day you drunk confess and then suddenly you're all that he can think about.

a/n: very much like the male lead in hidden love (c-drama)

Mingyu

reverse grumpy x sunshine. Oh he falls for the slightly broody introverted nerd. They literally collided into each other when Wonwoo dragged him to this one book convention. He was jealous of how close Wonwoo and you were. Which led to him confessing and you both dating. He absolutely adores the fact that your cute silly side is reserved only for him.

Minghao

hopeless romantic x skeptic Minghao was that person who did not believe in love at first sight cause how do you fall in love without knowing anyone that is until you walked into his life and caused him to fall literally for you. You loved this fact as you were a big romantic person. You'd often watch rom coms together and have discussions on the characters for hours.

Seungkwan

Academic rivals. YES YES YES

the banter would be off the charts. He'd be full on sassy boo who loves winning and y/n would be the same. They'd fight argue and insult each other but would be forced into spending time together and boom he's pinned you to the wall.

Vernon

Second chance. Yes the angst the pain the hurt the NOSTALGIA. everything vernon runs into you in seoul one day and it's decided that he wants you back bonus points if you have a child that he babysits and that child comes to adore him.

a/n: i think I have to cry vernon with kids would be so funny and cute and I WILL CRY

Dino

a/n: i absolutely adore these I lowkey might make all of these into longer fics.

best friends turned enemies turned lovers. the chemistry would be fire you'd both participate in a dance competition as kids but at the last moment you ditched him to dance with your crush years later you both hate each other and it gets worse when you are one of the background dancers in seventeen's world tour.

i made a longer version for dino- here

[dreamingsnowflake2013]

The face of a man who's been in and out of Seoul police stations too many times to count in the past 6 years and now has resigned himself to his fate. I bet those forehead lines and crow's feet around Minhyuk's eyes are Bong Soon's work caused by years of worrying for her and getting her out of scrapes.

You have to feel for Minhyuk and his plight, even more so considering he has not one but two mini Bong Soons lying in wait to protect others and wreak havoc; and he will have to protect them, just like he does their mother.

The perks of marrying a young billionaire who's whipped for you with a personal army of lawyers at his disposal. Minhyuk probably has an entire team of them called "My Strong Wifey Defence Squad" working round the clock.

Forget the lawyers, Minhyuk is Bong Soon's number one defender, as she protects others, he protects her and stands by her at all costs. At this point, he could probably get a law degree after getting her out of police stations for 6 years.

As if something so mundane as pressing charges could ever rattle Minhyuk, who once almost let himself willingly blow up and die with Bong Soon because he couldn't live without her. This man doesn't even fear bombs or murderous psychopaths.

Bong Soon is so proud of her hubby, it almost looks like she's getting off on him confidently eviscerating the gangsters with his fierce "I don't give a fuck if they press charges, I'm sending my army of lawyers to destroy them, because my wife is innocent as a lily. Thank you, your honour" defence speech.

I dig how the writer managed to squeeze in everything that encapsulates Bong Soon and Minhyuk in those few short minutes, all their iconic quirks, including his specific way of speaking when posing questions, with the -ni prefix at the end.

[jungkook97]

admit it; jjk (m)

pairing: canon idol! & fwb!jungkook x staff!reader

word count: 3.1k

rating: ma

genre/warnings: romance, angst, smut, jungkook is a deeply insecure and jealous lil kiddo in this fic, you two are fwb, but jungkook clearly is getting too fucking attached bc he's m e s s y and he wants you so damn badddd like give him a chance!!!

18+ content: dirty talk, jerking off, sloppy handjob, unprotected sex (WRAP IT PEOPLE) and uhhh mouth fucking?? IS THAT WHAT THE PEOPLE WANT IDK

summary: you, taehyung and jungkook go out for the night much to jungkook's dismay. you looked fine as fuck tonight, and jungkook feels a certain type of way about it.

notes: my first attempt at smut lmaoooo pls don't kill me!!!

© jungkook97 2023. do not repost or modify. please ask for permission to translate.

Jungkook hated bullshit. He hated things getting messy because like every Virgo, he wanted things to be clean and neat.  

And yet, he committed the biggest crime of all time: catching feelings. 

He didn’t know when it started with you. Probably last week in the middle of railing you, or maybe the night before when he caught you staring at Taehyung a little bit too long, making him feel for a hot second he wasn’t going to have you all to himself anymore.

Not that it mattered. What Jungkook knew was that he was an idiot. 

Again.

There he was, standing over you like a complete fool, tongue swirling around his right cheek as you pressed him further. 

It was around midnight when it happened, a nice little Saturday night, a perfect night to go out. You weren’t planning to do much besides grabbing a few drinks at the rooftop bar upstairs with Taehyung, who, for some reason, has gotten on Jungkook’s bad side. You knew after being friends-turned-fuck buddy that he was jealous because well, he has told you before jokingly about his possessive issues in the past. 

“I can’t seem to share,” he would tell you before swooping in for a sloppy drunk kiss as you playfully suggested to make out with Jimin in the car last week, much to Jimin’s dismay. The residential Busan flirt hated public displays of affection, and seeing the two of you just eat each other every other time he saw you two was sickening. 

In fact, everyone was pretty sick of it. It didn’t come from jealousy but rather, it was clear to everyone else that Jungkook was going through that cycle again, fucking through the rest of Seoul in order to forget his ex-girlfriend who dumped him for some billionaire because “specs”. You knew what the situation was (Taehyung had told it in great tremendous detail like the noisy dude he was), and you didn’t mind some sloppy seconds. After all, the fact that you can fool around with the most popular member of BTS sounded fun, and frankly, you weren’t looking for much. 

However, it wasn’t to say that you didn’t enjoy the pining. Boy, was Jungkook bad at not showing it. But you, being the Leo dominant queen that you were, you enjoyed every single millisecond of his attention, especially when he was fucking you rentless in bed (or anywhere that seemed fit). 

The way he gripped you tightly, his eyes boring into yours as his dick dug deeper in you with every gasp, every mewl that came out of your mouth. He was a menace, and he knew he fucked good. 

Normally at this point, Jungkook would’ve pounced on you already, taking off the very skimpy see-through lace dress you were wearing and went to town, but weirdly enough, Jungkook was holding back some restraint. Maybe he was too tired to fuck, or wasn’t in the mood. You were worried, but also, the night was still young to mess with him. 

“Just don’t,” he said, as you asked once again why you can’t go out. His brown eyes turned dark as you laughed, patting him on the shoulder in the most friendzone way possible to rile him. His nostrils flared up as he clenched his jaw, his tongue swirling even harder in his right cheek.

“I’ll see you later, okay?”

It didn’t take long before Jungkook showed himself in the sea of strangers as you were dancing with his bandmate not that far away. You spotted him immediately as he wore a Calvin Klein jacket and hat combo, along with some dark jeans and stompers. His eyes were hidden in his cap as he moved closer to you, his hands firmly on your side as you pulled away from Taehyung. 

“About time you showed up,” Taehyung smirked, his hand off of your back to avoid getting smacked by the youngest. “I was keeping her warm for you.”

Jungkook leaned into Taehyung and whispered what sounded like “fuck off” to signal that he wasn’t fucking around. The jazz loving singer shrank a bit, pulling himself away completely before clearing his throat. 

“I’m going to take a piss. I’ll be back,” he murmured before winking at you. You returned the favor, blowing a kiss in his direction, only to be stopped by Jungkook blocking it. He was furious as his fingers gripped your waist tightly as you two swayed to the music to avoid causing a commotion. You smirked, playing innocent. 

If there was something incredibly hot about your little fling with JK was the fact that he got jealous easily. Maybe because it was his insecurities from his last few failed relationships, or just the pure fact that he’s the least experienced in the group in terms of successful long-standing relationships, but you relished every moment of it. It boosted your little ego, especially since you previously had dated losers. 

Jungkook on the other hand, was not a loser. He was a bonafide rockstar with hundreds of thousands of girls who would fall to his feet. 

However, tonight, he fell on yours. He was a man after all, simple and horny. 

As the music got slower, you began to sway your hips against his, leaving him growling softly under his breath. 

“Stop that,” Jungkook commanded, biting his bottom lip. “You’re doing it on purpose.”

“Doing what?” you said nonchalantly and naively, your hands traveling down his torso. “What, you think I’d fuck Taeh–”

“Don’t say his fucking name.”  

“Ooh, fiesty,” you cooed, leaning in and putting your lips to his ear. “I thought you said you don’t get jealous…?”

Jungkook sighed deeply, cupping your head with his other hand as he began slipping his other fingers through the holes of your dress.

“I can’t help myself when you’re literally naked in front of him, in front of everyone. That’s only–”

“–for you?” you moaned lightly back.

“Fuck.”

You felt him harden in front of you as your fingers lightly brush against his clothed cock, just throbbing underneath his jeans. He was breathing heavily at that point, his eyes wandering into yours as he was telepathically trying to tell you where he wanted to go. 

“Admit it.”

“What?” he said breathlessly. You two were tightly intertwined at that point, his length throbbing against the pit of your stomach, waiting for you to suck him off. 

“Admit that you like me.”

Jungkook froze a bit as you laughed, pulling away as Taehyung returned. He was still grinning as if nothing had happened as he patted his friend’s back. You pulled your arms around Taehyung to really do a number on Jungkook, in which, to your surprise, he only cleared his throat and looked away. He seemed…hurt. 

Aw, baby’s hurt.

“Anyway, she and I were thinking of doing more drinks in the room if you wanna come along,” Taehyung suggested as you flaunted your curvy and delicious-looking body, getting not only for Jungkook to glare at Taehyung in jealousy, but a few others in the area. 

“Come on, let’s go kick back,” you giggled, grabbing Jungkook’s arm to link it with you. He immediately relaxed at that gesture as Jungkook smirked, pulling you into him so he could share you with Taehyung. 

“Yeah, why not? What’s the worst that could happen?” 

You were having the time of your life. The heat in the room was impalpable as the three of you fanned yourselves with whatever slips of paper from the notepads as Taehyung hit the AC unit a bit harder once again.

“Dude, I don’t think that works,” Jungkook drunkenly laughed, his hand massaging your inner thigh as you pulled him closer. He was dripping in sweat even after taking his jacket off, revealing a tank top underneath. His tattoo sleeve was in full display, something that turned you on immensely every time he revealed it. 

You leaned in, kissing the top of his tattooed shoulder. You could feel him stiffen, his thumb pausing what it was doing and hesitatingly, almost painstakingly, moving towards a direction that he knew Taehyung would not want to see in person. 

You bit down on his shoulder to signify him to stop, but Jungkook didn’t care. All night, he had been suffering from the urge to fuck you on top of being drunk, and on top of Taehyung openly flirting and suggesting that they do some form of strip poker without any playing cards involved whatsoever (“We’ll figure that part out,” Taehyung waved vaguely and nonchalantly before popping open another bottle of wine). He was getting exhausted, his eyes slowly blinking to sleep as he yawned for the umphtenth time, but he also had plans to fuck you before he did. 

“Maybe hit up downstairs to see if they could get this fixed?” you exhaled sharply, grabbing Jungkook’s hand from entering the folds of your underwear and pulling away, much to Jungkook’s dismay. He scowled quietly, leaning back against the bed as you pulled off of it, trying to find the number for the front desk. 

“Hyung, why don’t you go down and find a guy to fix, yeah?” Jungkook asked, although it definitely did not sound like it. He was getting irritated, and the daggers from his eyes were clearly indicating he’d kill someone if he didn’t get what he wanted. Taehyung understood right away without even being the actual recipient of the glares, but rather the very hostile text messages from Jungkook consecutively to leave the room. 

“Okay,” was all Taehyung murmured, waving goodbye and leaving the room without looking back. “Have fun in here,” he announced before unceremoniously shutting the door. You frowned, the phone still ringing for the front desk. 

“He didn’t seem like he’s in a good mood.”

“I’m not, “Jungkook sighed, reaching towards you as the phone continued to ring. “Hang up. He’ll take care of it. Let me…” he started to massage your thighs again. “Let me take care of you, babe.”

He leaned in towards your neck, slowly smooching it as the other line picked up. 

“Guest services, how can I help?”

“Um…”

Jungkook’s fingers started to make its way down your dress as he slowly unzipped it, his teeth still making marks on your neck. After it was halfway unzipped, he slipped through and underneath your sheer dress and into your breasts, cupping your nipples as he began to swirl them around with his fingers, twisting them because he knew how much you get turned on from your nipples alone. You held back a moan, your hand cupping his. 

Putting the phone against the other side of your chest, you looked at him, shocked. 

“What are you doing?!”

“Giving you what you deserve,” was all he replied, pulling you up against his body roughly to the point where the phone dropped from your hands, banging against the nightstand. You freaked out, trying to reach the operator to awkwardly hang up. You clicked once, pulling back your dress up from the straps, leaving the tone dead on the other end.

“Fuck, you almost put yourself in danger, you fucking idiot!” you exclaimed. “What if she heard us fucking over the phone?” 

Jungkook leaned back, chuckling and pushing his hair up. He licked his lips after, chewing around his lip ring. 

“That would’ve been fun, don’t you think?”

You rolled your eyes. 

“It wouldn’t.”

“It would,” Jungkook smirked, his hand resting on your leg. “Much better than Taehyung seeing everything.”

Oh?

“What’s Taehyung gotta do with your fetish of voyeurism, JK?”

He clicked his tongue before turning away, looking towards the door. 

“I’m saying I’d rather let a front desk girl listen to us fucking than having Taehyung seeing us fuck. But then again…”

He leaned in once again, now hovering over you. You let the straps of your dress fall down, revealing your bouncy breasts with the hardened nipples. 

“...I don’t mind fucking you in front of him either. Gotta make sure he knows you’re fucking mine.”

You two started kissing, this time passionately as he pushed you against the headboard as you two’s tongues danced with each other. He moved down towards your breasts, suckling on your nipples as you moaned loudly, gripping his hair as he hungrily went at it, praising it. His hands pulled up the rest of your dress, revealing absolutely no underwear underneath it. This drove Jungkook absolutely insane. You were naked the whole night, in front of everyone…in front of Taehyung…

Did Taehyung knew? He thought. Was he jerking off in the bathroom while we were still out there? It only made sense that you didn’t wear anything, after all, your ass and breasts seemed a bit more bouncier than normal and he could clearly see your nipples throughout the night. He knew he didn’t imagine it because his dick had been hard for the past couple of hours. 

“You fucking whore,” he whispered during kisses, pulling up to your mouth to passionately kiss you even more. Using his tattooed arm, he choked you as he kept kissing you silly, delirious from the heat that was coming from his genitals. “You’re such a fucking whore, wearing nothing underneath the whole night.”

“Yeah, I am,” you mewled, your hands pulling his pants closer to yourself as you spread your legs out, showing your newly waxed pussy. “I’m a fucking slut and I want you fuck me like a slut, Jungkook.”

He chuckled, his hands fidgeting his pants open. You began touching yourself as you dug your two fingers into your clitoris, rubbing it as you moaned for him. He was unraveling, still fiddling with his pants as you started to masturbate in front of him, peeling off both the straps of your dress to show your beautiful breasts on display on top of your wetting pussy. 

“Come on, Kook…” you whispered seductively. “Come on, and fuck me good. Please. Please, fuck me really good…”

He pulled out almost immediately after you said it, his cock throbbing and wet with precum. He groaned loudly as you put your hands on it, slowly rubbing it. 

“Fuck….” he uttered out, putting his hands to the sides of you, looking down as you slowly began to move your fingers back and forth along his shaft, your tongue out and rolling around your lips. 

“It looks so fucking good, Kook,” you said in your tiniest voice, knowing that Jungkook absolutely loved hearing it. “I want to suck you off…or maybe…” you leaned in closer, licking the tip, “you can fuck my mouth instead.”

“Fuck…”

You began suckling at the tip of his cock, massaging the rest of it with your fingers as you bobbed up and down, sucking it in the most sloppiest way. Jungkook buckled his hips, moaning loudly as you quickened the speed as he cursed his way nonsensically at you, mixing between English and Korean. You quickened your pace, vocalizing as you gave him the best blowjob of his life. 

“Fuck, you’re such a fucking slut,” Jungkook exclaimed, growling and starting to shove his cock into your mouth, making you go even faster. You began to choke, but with much restraint, you clenched your jaw even more, looking up right at him as he continued to fuck your pretty little mouth. “Fuck, baby, please…you’re so fucking good to me.”

You pulled away as Jungkook started to heaven as a pool of precum came out, spilling on your dress. You smiled, laughing at how undone Jungkook was at that point as beads of his sweat dripped on your face. You did one last little lick on his cock before pulling yourself up towards him, his eyes glazed a bit over. 

“Fuck, you’re too good to me,” was all he said. 

“Is fuck the only word you can say, baby?” you whimpered, pushing your shoulders together for your tits to be up in his face. 

Jungkook’s lips came into contact with yours again as he pushed you down, his hands now grasping most of your sheer dress. You spread your legs wide open for him as he started to position himself to dig his cock deep into your pussy, wanting to rail you until you came all over him. 

“You’re just asking to get cum in your little pussy,” Jungkook growled, gripping more and more of your dress as you nodded excitedly, still showing off your breasts. 

“Come on, baby,” you urged, shaking your tits. “Fuck me until all I can say is fuck.”

Jungkook pushed himself in, groaning from pleasure as he did. You mewled after him as he pounded into you harder and harder. Every bit of his cock was juicing you inside, your walls are leaking with cum as he pushed deeper and deeper in. The rhythm was the fastest but steadiest you’ve ever experienced as you moaned for his name, gripping the sheets as he railed into you.

“Fuck…Jungkook…” you said in between thrusts, sighing deeply as you let your breasts bounced free. Soon, Jungkook took them and started to caress them, grunting more and more as he did. 

“You like this fucking cock, don’t you,” Jungkook growled, pushing deeper and deeper with his thrusts. “Admit it. Admit you fucking like this cock.”

You could feel the build up to the orgasm as you continued your rhythmic moans, breathing heavily as you two worked up a sweat. 

“Fuck, I love your fucking cock, Jungkook!” you admitted as he gripped your ass, pulling you closer to him. As he got faster and faster, the wave had built up all the way, making you ready to release. And as you do–

“FUCK!” Jungkook exclaimed out, letting out a loud moan as he released all his cum inside of you, shaking as you threw your head back, orgasming as well. You could feel his cum being pushed up from your contractions as he continued to dig into you, his hands on either side of you as he released every last drop into you. 

You laughed lightly as you began kissing his cheeks, thanking him for the fun time. 

“Aw, you’re in love with me aren’t you?” he chuckled, whipping his hair back. “Admit it.”

“In love with the way you fuck me, yeah,” you replied cooly. You weren’t going to let him get away with it, but you were just a bit more romantically into him after seeing how caught up he was.  

Knock knock.

“Are you guys done in there?” Taehyung’s voice echoed in the room. Flushing deeply, you two started scrambling to get your clothes together. 

“Uh, give us a bit!” Jungkook yelled back, his face red. You giggled. As he pulled his shirt on, you leaned in, kissing him on the cheek. He flushed harder, laughing quietly to himself. 

“Admit it.”

Knock knock.

“Yes. I do like you. Happy?”

[END]  

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Sugar Daddy- Choi Jongho

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🌹♥️Notes: Hey y’all this is my first ever fanfic‼️

I hope you enjoy, and please let me know if something makes you uncomfortable, or if I need to make any changes of your preference.

Grammar mistakes, typo errors, and punctuation are acceptable too. (I just graduated so I kind of gave up)

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🌹♥️Pairing: CEOJongho❗️x FemPresident Reader❗️, CEOJongho❗️x FemHousewife Reader❗️

🌹♥️Warnings: Unprotected sex, kissing, usage of nicknames such as, daddy, baby girl, darling, sweetheart, love, angel, baby, and slut. Mutual oral sex, overstimulation, food play, fingering.

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You and your sweet, generous, yet serious sugar daddy, Choi Jongho, live in a large penthouse that was earned to you both by working in his successful billionaire company. Years ago, you had the role of the company’s president, aka his second in command working alongside the hardworking CEO. The relationship between you two was are strictly professional, in order to obtain the accomplishments you’ve rightfully earned throughout the years. Attending to his every need and maintaining the business, keeping up with schedule and his daily agendas for things like business meetings was part of your job. As CEO however, after he checks in with you and completes his daily tasks, he would read and sign off stacks of paper in regards to the company alone in his office. Your office being across from his, you can see the frustration and exhaustion draining the liveliness from his perfect skin. His dark brown hair is sticking in different directions drenched in sweat that sticks to his thick, long, pretty fingers from being ran through his soft stands, and how his black button up tightens around his muscles nearly bursting through the material.

No no no no no…

You shouldn’t be thinking like this, your boss is struggling while you’re over in lalaland right across from him. It isn’t fair for you to be thinking like this while he has to suffer, just how it isn’t fair how he hasn’t asked anything of you as you sit in your office. He’d made it clear he didn’t need you doing little tasks for him like bringing his Americanos to him while he’s working, he could do that just fine on his own. But as buisness grew stronger and he became the hugest number one selling company in Seoul, grabbing things like a quick cup of americano didn’t work in his schedule.

Being fed up with seeing him in such a horrible state, you head to the lounge making him a cup for him and yourself to cope with your stresses. Walking back up from the lounge to his office, you enter his office slowly being sure to knock so he’s aware of your presence. Surely you thought he would have acknowledged you, but he continued to read and sign off papers. “Sir, excuse me from crossing any boundaries but… I couldn’t help but to notice how overwhelmed you appear to be lately.” You hand him his americano and sit across from him.

He then acknowledges you and switches his sight from the americano to you, back to the americano, and then you again. This time he’s gazing longer at you than he had before. “S-sorry sir, I know you said-.” “Thank you”, he disrupts in a deep and very low tone. Must be from the tiredness, you think. Almost forgetting to register what he said in your mind, you regain your brain cells and say, “That’s why I’m here sir, to satisfy all your needs.” You think your mind is playing tricks on you when his face regains color again with a smile.

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From then on, your relationship changed to how it is now. You were in the laundry room in your shared penthouse putting Jongho’s clothes in the dryer, finishing all your chores for the day. He had been working so hard lately, you wanted to cater to him. Also given the fact he made you quit working the day you gave him that Americano in his office, that was the day he decided he wanted to have you for himself. “Princess, where are you?!” He chuckles under his breath softly turning the corner of the large penthouse. “Right over here daddy!” You yell. Oh yes, right after Jongho basically forced you to quit your job and decided to make you his, he called himself a sugar daddy as a joke. But you loved the sound of it, especially his flustered reaction after it slipped past your lips every time.

Jonghos eyes meets your as he scans over your figure, trailing back up to your lips and back to your eyes again. “Oh thank goodness…I was getting worried about you.” He walks over to pick you up, cradling you against him. “My sweet little angel, where have you been?” Your stomach flutters with butterflies at the nickname and his sweet words, you cradle your head in his neck and mumble. “Sorry daddy I was finishing up a the laundry and doing chores. You’ve been so stressed lately, I wanted to take care of you.” You then began to feel his heart beat faster. He still can’t believe you, his beautiful wife, is his to have whenever he wanted. With no response from him, you look up from his neck and say, “Are you upset with me?” Regret evident in your tone. “No Princess, not at all, but it’s nice to know that you worry about me.” He smiles down at you. “ Of course, you do so much for me as my sugar daddy, I have to take care of you.” You laugh at the nickname, kissing his neck.

Jongho groans and leans into your kisses, you know it’s a weakness of his. He rubs your back as he says, “Your sugar daddy will always be there for you. Even if you don’t need help, just knowing that someone cares enough to give a damn about me means everything to me. You make me feel special and loved. Which is why I try to make sure you know that I appreciate you.” You smile and look up at him, “Thank you daddy, I feel the same way about you.” He kisses you passionately while caressing the underside of your jaw, “What would you like to eat today?” His voice his calm and gentle but still demanding. It’s clear he has complete control over his own life and wants to share that power with whoever he chooses. “Hmmmm, I was thinking I could make your favorite meal tonight for you and me. Like a little dinner date but at home you know.” You chuckle softly underneath your breath. “That sounds lovely, darling. But I think we should start with a dessert first, right?” He looked into your eyes and winks playfully. You blush and begin to feel wet in your crotch area at the intensity of his gaze. “Whatever you want, daddy.” You wink back.

“Okay how about some ice cream? Vanilla or chocolate?” His tone is playful and light hearted. His hands slides from your waist, one of them coming back up to grab one of your breasts tenderly. “How about both?” You say seductively moaning as he play with your nipples through your black skin tight dress. “Mmmm…good choice sweetheart.” His warmth leaves you, briefly grabbing the ice creams out the freezer and setting them down on the living room table. He chuckles and wanders back to you squeezing your other nipple through your dress. Hardening it between his thumb and index finger. His unoccupied hand slides down under your dress rubbing your clit gently through your panties. You moan, reaching to smooth your hands over his chest and then down his abs before rubbing over his dick hidden beneath his black trousers. He moans loudly as you rub over his length, squeezing it though his pants. “ Oh baby girl, you really are good at this aren’t you?” He breathes heavily. “Only the best for you daddy.” You rub on his dick faster and harder loving the sounds that emerges out of him and the reactions it reveals on his gorgeous face.

He groans grabbing her hips moving toward the couch. He sits down and lays back, his eyes looking up at her. “Then show me what you got love…show me all your skills…” He hits you with a final blow, “make me cum baby girl.” You take the challenge, moving down to rest on your knees in front of him. You rub his thighs up and down with the slightest bit of pressure, finally pulling him free of the restraints of his trousers. You suck his tip immediately. Swirling your tongue around it while maintaining eye contact. He shudders and leans back against the couch, enjoying every moment of it. He then lifts his head back up as she begins to suck his dick intently and caress her hair. “That’s it baby girl…just like that…mmm… so fucking good.” You moan over his dick, admiring his praise. You take his entire length in your mouth until it hits the back of your throat. You then take it out completely, very slowly, scooping vanilla and chocolate ice cream on his tip, watching it drip down on all sides of his dick, letting your warmth breath hover over his length. He lets out a loud whine, “Fuck baby, you don’t know much I needed this right now…you’re amazing~.”

Your smirk as the vanilla and chocolate ice cream mixture melts from your mouth. “That’s what I’m here for baby to satisfy all your needs.” His eyes roll back in pleasure and he holds your hair tightly, thrusting his cock deeper into your mouth. Moaning more intensely, you vibrate all the sound waves from your mouth all around his length eating the ice cream of his length. He groans loudly and pulls you off his dick, “Babygirl I need to fuck you so bad…But first let me eat your pussy.” You wipe your mouth before standing up and switching places, rising your dress to your hips and spreading your legs wide open. Jongho grins like an animal, and kneels between your legs, rubbing his hands up your thighs gently. You moan knowing what’s to come (literally). He’s barely touched you and your panties are wet from sucking his dick 30 seconds ago. He smirks mischievously, “Hmmm, you really like being dominated don’t you?” Noticing the wetness between your thighs. “Yes daddy but only with you.”

You moan as your panties grow impossibly wetter. He chuckles softly, “Good girl. Now, just lay back and let me show you how much I love dominating you.” You lean back swallowing the last bit of ice cream and pre cum in your mouth, waiting for him to devour your pussy. Jongho leans forward and grabs your thighs, spreading them wider apart, exposing your juicy pink pussy lips. You moan as he gets closer to where you need him. The cold air against you wet lips made you realize how wet you truly were.

He looks up at you lovingly, “Mmmm, such a good little slut you are…you like it when I touch your pretty little pussy?” You think about all the times he devoured your cunt and reply, “Y-yes daddy, I love it when your soft lips suction onto my clit, h-how you f-fingers dip deep inside my walls making me explode from inside, or how you wet tongue slithers easily inside my wet pussy,” you moan in between words reminiscing about previous times. He nods slowly, smiling as he notices you squirming around, trying to keep still for him. “That’s right baby girl…keep going.” You continue, “I-I love it when we use toys sometimes and you get frustrated that a toy is giving me pleasure rather than you-“ choked out you cough out something between a moan and a laugh. Jongho chuckles softly, leaning over and grabbing one of the vibrators off the living room side table, turning it on.

“Well now, since you’re already so turned on by this…why not put this toy to work? Lifting your head up in confusion you asks, W-wait, I thought you were gonna eat me out with your mouth daddy?” He smiles up at you again, “ Oh no I was gonna eat your pussy until you mentioned the vibrator, if you want me to use this instead, then I will. Just tell me what you wanna do, babygirl.” You can tell he’s teasing you at this point, he’s probably upset you compared him to a vibrator. “N-no daddy, I want your mouth. I-I’m sorry I was just joking. You plead, wet and ready for him to devour you immediately.

He chuckles deeply and moves his head down, placing his warm mouth over your swollen pussy lips, sucking them gently. You throw your head back in relief, noting to never joke again like that or he’ll probably reject you from any kind of pleasure. “Y-yes s-so good, thank you daddy.” He moans into your sweet pussy, enjoying how you tastes, “ Such a sweet little girl… and such an obedient little one too. I think you deserve something special tonight. What would you like?” You ponder for a minute before saying, “Y-your fingers daddy, put your fingers inside my pussy please-“ you moan out loudly, begging him repeatedly. He chuckles softly, moving two of his long thick fingers inside your tight dripping cunt, stretching it open as he rubs directly against your g spot.

You whine loudly as he stretches you, jerking your hips up in the air trying not to cum until he allows it, he rubs his fingers against the spot repetitively at a faster pace. His thumb begins to brush over your clit, making you jump. “So responsive, aernt you my angel?” Barely able to form words, you babble out like a baby, making up words as your brain turns foggy. He smirks knowing exactly what’s going on in your mind. “That’s right, don’t worry about speaking clearly anymore. You’ll be getting plenty of rest soon enough.” He continued rubbing your g spot with his two fingers, and rubbing your clit with his thumb, driving you absolutely nuts. “D-daddy I think I’m gonna cum soon-“ your orgasm approaches.

He looks at you hungrily. His eyes gleaming as he watched you get closer to climaxing. “Do it babygirl, cum all over these fingers for daddy!” Your thighs tremble even harder at his demands, finally cumming hard all over his fingers. Tears stream down your cheeks as you breath heavily, trying to come down from you high. He licks his lips greedily, smiling mischievously as he sees you coming down from your high. “ Good girl, now let’s clean up this mess together.” He pulls his fingers out your cunt and sucks them, cleaning the juices that came on his fingers. “Y-yes daddy- I begin to stand up, legs still shaking from my previous orgasm. As he stood up himself, towering over me he says, “Don’t move yet, darling. Let me clean you up.” He kneels down before you again and lifts your legs on his shoulders, exposing your pretty folds once again. Your still sensitive from your previous orgasm, and your breath shudders as he wipes your folds with a wet baby wipe.

“T-thank you daddy.” You say, still catching your breath. “Of course, angel. Now stay still.” He drives back down to lick in between your folds, savoring the remaining juices. You try to catch your breath overwhelmed with all the overstimulation, but you fail as he devour you so deliciously. “Mmmm… such an obedient little slut.” You smile at him and reply, “Only for you daddy.” Jongho smiles and sucks your inner thigh gently, leaving a small hickey. “You still okay to make dinner baby? I think you might need help considering you can’t stand for long.” He laughs softly under his breath, looking into your eyes. You grin wide as he marked you on your inner thigh, thinking about how you’ll be seeing that for a while, being reminded of this very moment. Yes daddy, I can still make dinner…and I do think I’m gonna need your help.” You and him laugh loudly in unison.

You and Jongho did end up cooking later that night with you falling a few times here and there. But he was always there to catch you before you fall. Just like you always caught him before he got exhausted with work. You still think of Jongho as your boss in a way, because you will always be there to satisfy his every need.

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Savior Chapter 1

Trigger warnings: Mention of suicide, Cheating, blood, self-harm. 

A stable source of income, a roof above their head, and few trustworthy friends are the dream for everyone. You had all of those things but life still felt very empty. While being driven down the roads of Seoul, you stop at a traffic light and look at the billboard with a picture of you receiving the award for becoming the youngest billionaire in Korea. All the accomplishments mean nothing to you because in the end you still weren’t enough for her. 

The car comes to a stop signaling that you were at your destination, as you walk to your office people greet you with respect and some with admiration. You always replied with a smile and a nod. After settling down in the office you call your secretary “ hey, Choa how are you? Please tell me there is a lot of work for me to do today”

Choa was your secretary, she was a beautiful woman and a really good friend of yours, “Luckily for you, there is a lot of work that needs to be done. You need to make the decision on whether or not to invest in Seoul Logistics, there is some paperwork that needs to be signed, and other than that you also have a dinner scheduled with the CEO of Busan Motorworks.”

“Thank you so much!” you say with a smile on your face 

“Did you have breakfast?” Choa asks

“ No, I woke up late today, I was busy watching some K-drama and didn’t notice how late it was” 

Choa shakes her head in disappointment and says “yeah, I completely forgot your obsession with K-dramas and I am going to get you some food so do you have anything you want?” 

“I will eat after I get some work done Choa, I am not that hungry” you start reading the documents in front of you.

“Oh shut it the last time you said that you didn’t eat the entire day and I found you unconscious in the office,” Choa said 

“Fine, get what you want, I will eat it, and is that the way you speak to someone who pays your wages?” You say playfully with a smirk on your face 

“Fire me if you want then, I know that you won’t survive for a week without me,” she says, You laugh at her comment and nod in agreement 

Choa brings you a chicken sandwich with a Matcha latte, you thank her and get back to staring at the computer as you are thinking about what you should do, this investment was a very large one and you desperately wanted to get it correct, finally, by doing some analysis and studying past trends you decide that you should invest in the company. Working was the best way to stop thinking about her every minute and you needed to get her out of your mind before she completely destroys you. 

Reading and signing the documents took a lot longer than you expected, it was almost time for the dinner meeting so you left immediately for the hotel. The venue for the dinner was a 2 Michelin star restaurant. You walk into the private dining room with a few other people, and you notice a familiar face in the room, “I was not expecting that you would be here for the meeting today Ryan” you say as you walk toward him 

“Yeah I was not planning on going but I won’t be here for long my wife wanted to go somewhere” hearing him say that you almost felt a little jealous because he found someone that loved him and cared, but you were happy for him as you knew very well about all the hardships that he had gone through. 

“Take care man hope to see you more often, hit me up when you are in town and want to hang out,” you said and went to your assigned seat as the food was being served. 

The dinner was very boring, it was mostly about business, you finish the dinner and decide to head back home as it has been a long day. The drive home was a time when your thoughts ran wild and made you think about her, the girl who cheated on you, blamed the entire situation on you saying that I wasn’t enough and that you should never date another woman because you were useless. Remembering the things she said to you was very painful and almost brought tears to your eyes, the breakup happened a week ago and the wounds were still fresh. The memories that you wanted to forget and drown out so badly wouldn’t go away it was almost like the whole scene was playing in your mind over and over again. 

After reaching home, you took a cold shower and poured yourself a glass of whiskey, sipping on it while staring at the city view. Your thoughts begin to spiral again but the sound of a notification pulls you out, you go to check your phone and see the name that you never wanted to see ever again. The message was from Miyeon, your ex, you opened the message to find a video of her having sex with another man. The message under the video said “This is what I have been doing behind your back since the first day of our relationship, you meant nothing to me, I used you for your money and since you found out and broke up with me here is a parting gift, This video was taken on the day of our 1 year anniversary the day I said I couldn’t make it because I was busy. Bye and enjoy the video” 

The video and message really sent you off the edge. You were barely holding on, she had meant everything to you, the past week had been very difficult for you, not being able to sleep, forcing yourself to eat and even throwing up from time to time. The glass of whiskey in your hand shattered from how tight you were holding it, the pain felt comforting and almost inviting as it helped take your mind off of her. Shattered glass everywhere and broken furniture everywhere, you had finally decided that this was enough and that you wanted to end everything so you went to the roof, the fall was 20 floors guaranteeing a 0% chance of survival. 

Standing on the edge on the other side of the railing felt thrilling and also comforting knowing the fact that this was going to be the end and that you wouldn’t have to face Miyeon ever again. As you were about to Jump off the door to the roof opens, and a girl walks onto the roof and is shocked by the situation that she is witnessing. She takes a deep breath and says “Don’t do it, whatever is causing you to contemplate death is going to pass, don’t give them the pleasure of letting you win. I have been in your place contemplating death but there is light at the end of the tunnel trust me, get down, please. Talk to me about it, I am a complete stranger and you can vent to me. 

You turn around to find an average-height woman with short black hair. she was pretty and her eyes were full of hope and were begging for you not to jump. Not wanting to traumatize a young woman you decide to step back to the safer side of the railing and hear what she has to say and maybe jump after she leaves. 

“I am Gaeul, what is your name?”

End of part 1

This entire concert performance was amazing! Kim Gaeul your beauty should be worshipped.

[fukanouna]

Bound by a Thread: Chapter Three - Conflict

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff

Summary: After Ultron's defeat, Wanda moved to America and began her new life as an Avenger under the mentorship of Natasha Romanoff, the Black Widow. Wanda doesn't know what to do with these new budding feelings she's experiencing around the redhead, while Natasha discovers she still does have a heart after what happened with Bruce. However, Natasha's dark past resurfaces and comes between them, and Wanda finds out that her powers might not be strong enough to stop it.

Chapters: ( Prologue ) ( One ) ( Two )

Chapter Summary: Natasha takes Wanda to see Pietro. Later, the Avengers finally find Rumlow.

Then Natasha hears a whistle...

Chapter Word Count: 3517

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Wanda found herself falling into a routine.

Helen informed Steve and Tony the importance of Wanda visiting Pietro. Since Tony wasn't at the Compound as much as Steve, the billionaire left the decision and coordinating-making to the blonde super soldier, and Steve made sure Wanda visited her brother once a week like Helen suggested. When she wasn't traveling to Seoul, she was doing her usual training regiment with Steve and Natasha.

It was usually Steve or Sam that flew Wanda to Seoul on the Quinjet. The one time Clint was her pilot was due to a special occasion. Wanda didn't know all the details, but from what Vision could tell her, Steve, Sam, and Natasha were following a lead to find Rumlow, and perhaps, find other leads to members of HYDRA who were still in hiding.

The three of them were gone for five days.

When the veteran Avengers finally returned, aside from the usual scratches and bruises, they returned mostly unscathed. Natasha received the worst, a second-degree burn to her right shoulder from a flamethrower, and she considered herself lucky that she was able to dodge the blast of fire in time or it could have been much worse. Wanda couldn't help but fret over the other woman's condition, but Natasha kept waving her off and insisted she was fine to resume training Wanda.

"Gotta make sure you haven't slacked off while I was away," Natasha explained, her jade green eyes twinkling playfully despite the deep, dark bags below those eyes.

"I sparred with Barnes often, practiced flying with Vision, and kept up with my cardio," Wanda defended and gave the redhead a worried look as she followed her down the hallway. "Please rest, Natasha. You've only returned no more than two hours ago. When was the last time you changed your bandage?"

"It's not as bad as you think. You're fretting over nothing, Maximoff," Natasha coolly. She reached for the door handle to the woman's locker room, but Wanda used her powers to keep the door shut, causing the redhead to shoot her an annoyed look. "Wanda, let me in."

"I will not. Please, Natasha," Wanda tried again, refusing to back down. "There is no reason why my training cannot wait another day. You can kick my ass tomorrow."

The last remark was enough to pull a smile out of the other woman. Natasha relented for the moment and let go of the door, fully facing Wanda. "Our lead in hopes of finding Rumlow was a dead end. It did lead us to finding former STRIKE soldiers who created their own faction, but they had no idea of Rumlow's whereabouts. Steve and Sam are somewhat dejected by the discovery, but I still have a lot of energy and frustration to expend, even with my burns." When Natasha looked into Wanda's eyes, it finally dawned on her how seriously worried Wanda was for her. Her expression softened and she placed a hand on the younger woman's shoulder. "How about we make a deal? Help me release all this pent-up energy and I will be the one to take you to Seoul next time."

Wanda couldn't stop herself from visibly perking up at the offer. It had been long time since it was just the two of them. She dearly missed the other woman's company.

Natasha's lips curved into an amused, crooked grin when she noticed Wanda seriously contemplating. "So… do we have a deal?"

"We have a deal but please do not push yourself," Wanda finally agreed, mimicking the redhead's smile. "But if you think about breaking your promise, just know that I will be deeply disappointed and will constantly pout in your presence for months."

"Sounds like absolute torture," Natasha laughed wholeheartedly while she held open the door to the women's locker room for the brunette. "Don't worry, though. You're the last person I want to disappoint."

---

True to her word, Natasha volunteered to fly Wanda to Seoul to visit Pietro the following week.

The visits never lasted more than two days and begin flying back to the compound on the third. Wanda and Natasha shared a small suitcase for the trip, with Natasha bringing an additional emergency backpack with basic first-aid supplies.

Wanda sat in the co-pilot's chair while Natasha piloted the Quinjet. Sam taught her that the ship had an auto-pilot function that had the coordinates to Dr. Cho's lab locked into the navigation system's database, but Natasha preferred piloting on her own. The redhead said it was better to be prepared for anything, no matter how quiet the skies seemed.

Helen greeted both of them with the same warmth as she always did, even more so since it had been so long since she saw Natasha. Wanda couldn't stop her expression from falling when Helen said there was no change in Pietro's brain activity, but instead shifted her line of thinking to the fact it was also a good thing. Pietro was still fighting; he was still there.

Once Helen and Natasha left her alone in the lab with her brother, Wanda took her usual spot beside Pietro's cradle. He looked so still and peaceful every time she visited, as if he was simply sleeping the day away, when in reality his usual appearance when he slept was messy, disheveled hair sticking out in all sorts of directions, mouth agape with drool that was accompanied by light snores. Wanda took for granted those moments with Pietro, and couldn't wait for the day for her brother to be running free and alive like before.

After she was finished, Wanda found Natasha lounging in the lobby on a couch, the space that connected to the hallway leading to the lab and the elevator. The former SHIELD agent was typing away at her laptop while sipping on an iced americano in a glass.

"Working?" Wanda asked while taking the spot beside the other woman.

"Just doing extensive research on what I'd like to buy when the semi-annual sale at Victoria's Secret comes around," Natasha answered smoothly, but Wanda knew the other woman well enough to know when she was joking. She could also see the way Natasha's eyes were quickly darting left and right as she scanned whatever document she was reading on the screen. Wanda guessed the other woman was still trying to find another hot trail that would lead the team to Rumlow. "Sorry I didn't get you anything when I went out for coffee with Helen. The shop didn't have any tea lattes." The redhead entered a few more keystrokes then closed her laptop shut, turning her body so she was fully facing Wanda. "How was your time with the speedster?"

"It's as Dr. Cho said. There's no change from last week's visit. It is both a good and a bad thing," Wanda spoke her feelings truthfully. "Regardless, I will wait as long as it takes and continue to do what I can for Pietro."

"He's lucky to have such an amazing sister," Natasha remarked with a smirk then took a sip of her iced Americano.

Wanda forced herself to ignore how the praise made her cheeks feel warm and decided to shift the topic elsewhere. "You mentioned before that you had a sister." For a split second, she could have sworn a pained expression crossed the spy's face at the mention of her sibling, but the look was gone as quick as it came.

"I did, yes." Natasha tilted her head to one side. "Curious?"

Wanda nodded, nervously twisting a ring on her finger. "It was the first time you ever brought up family. I thought… Widows didn't have family."

"You're right. We don't have family. Our parents real were either already dead by the time the Red Room took us in, or we were too young to remember who they were." Natasha sighed and looked up at the ceiling, jade green eyes clouded by memories of the past. "But for a special mission, I was part of fabricated family. For three years, I had a mom, a dad, and a little sister. My little sister, Yelena, wasn't aware that our family was just part of the mission, but looking back at it, her obliviousness to the whole thing made it feel more… genuine."

"It felt more real?" Wanda asked gently, to which Natasha nodded with a distant look.

"There were times where we really did feel like a family," the redhead admitted softly, though it seemed that she was admitting it to herself than to Wanda.

"What happened after the mission was complete?"

"Our parents resumed working under Dreykov while Yelena and I were sent back to the Red Room. We were separated. I resumed my training while Yelena was of age to begin hers." Natasha shrugged her shoulders then shook her head slowly as she recalled more memories from her childhood. "Haven't seen her since."

Wanda felt her heart tightened. Hearing Natasha's story made her realize how lucky she was that she had Pietro by her since the very beginning. Even now, it dawned on her how fortunate she was to still have her brother despite everything that has happened to them since they lost their parents. Natasha didn't explicitly verbalize her feelings towards Yelena, but it was obvious how much she meant to the other woman, blood related or not.

"Why have you not searched for her?" Wanda asked.

Natasha shrugged again. "Guilt. Fear. For three years, I lied to her and made her believe we were sisters. When the mission was over, I couldn't protect her from the Red Room. I don't even know if she survived the Red Room, and even if she did, she must hate me for deceiving her. So after I defected to SHIELD, I buried myself in work as an agent, and I'm still doing the same but as an Avenger."

Wanda's gaze softened at the redhead. "Clint mentioned you were trying to get the red out of her ledger."

"I've taken the lives of countless innocent people, Wanda. I'm aware that nothing I do will ever make up for that, but I want to at least do some good for the world." Natasha's voice was barely above a whisper, but it held so much emotion.

Wanda moved closer. When Natasha didn't move away, she placed her hand on top of hers. She felt Natasha flinch and worried she pushed too far, but to her surprise, Natasha laced their fingers together and gave her hand a squeeze. Wanda met the other woman's eyes and found a smile on her face. The brunette forced herself to ignore the heat that was growing in her cheeks and how soft Natasha's hand was.

Then the sound of both of their communicators went off.

Natasha answered hers first, and Steve's face appeared on the small screen.

"Rogers?"

"Sorry to cut the trip short, ladies, but I need you both to head over to the coordinates I've sent to your Quinjet."

Wanda exchanged surprised looks with Natasha. "What happened?" she asked.

Steve's expression turned dark.

"We found Rumlow."

---

It was only three hours ago when Wanda was in Seoul with Natasha to visit Pietro.

Now they were in the middle of a mini warzone located at the northern border separating Latvia and Estonia.

Brock Rumlow, now calling himself Crossbones, cut ties from HYDRA and formed his own band of mercenaries-for-hire, taking whatever black market job paid more and picking up strays who had nowhere else to go or held no other purpose in life other than rotting away on the streets to join him. He still held a powerful, commanding presence like when he was a part of STRIKE, and his men blindly followed his orders, no matter what those orders required of them.

For Steve, it didn't matter that Rumlow no longer had any current affiliation to HYDRA; what mattered that he did at all and that he needed to pay for his crimes. A man like Rumlow was too dangerous to be allowed to do as he pleased in the world.

Wanda agreed.

There wasn't any time for a complete debrief of the situation before Wanda and Natasha were thrown into the battlefield as civilians from a small nearby village were being held hostage and contained in a bunker that was once used in World War I, now repurposed into a new base of operations for Rumlow's dealings. They joined up with Steve, Sam, and Bucky, facing the Rumlow and majority of the mercenaries. Tony, Vision, and Clint (who joined in on the rescue at the captain's request) were in charge of infiltrating the bunker to rescue the civilians.

Wanda tag-teamed with Sam and attacked from the air, while the other three fought on ground. The brunette kept a closer eye on Natasha's six compared to the guys and summoned force fields with her powers to shield the ground team from gunfire when needed. She knew Natasha was an incredible and capable fighter, but she wasn't a super soldier, a god, or a Hulk -- she was still made of flesh and blood.

Over their communicators, Clint relayed to the rest of the team that his end managed to rescue all hostages from the bunker, with Vision in charge of escorting them to safety and away from the battlefield while he and Tony fend off any mercenaries behind them.

Rumlow had new mechanical arms attached to him that put his punches on par with a super soldier, but Steve and Bucky teamed up together to take him down. The moment Rumlow was officially taken down, the rest of his men stopped fighting and surrendered to the Avengers. Maria Hill and other operatives from SHIELD arrived to take the mercenaries into custody, with extra precautions taken on Rumlow. Steve intended on interrogating the former HYDRA operative on The Winter Soldier Program, not wanting to take any other chances that could compromise Bucky again.

While Sam helped Maria's men lead the captured band of mercenaries into the carrier helicopters, Wanda turned her head towards the forest on the opposite side from them, where a fog was growing thicker, almost ominously. She heard the sound of a faint whistle coming from inside the fog. The whistle sounded both wistful and somber, almost heartbreaking, and Wanda couldn't understand why she was having this feeling. She wondered if Natasha also felt the same because the redhead also turned her head in the direction of the whistle. However, Natasha paled and her eyes widened the longer she listened to the whistle. When Natasha started heading towards the woods, Wanda called out to her.

"Natasha, where are you going? We'll be returning to the compound soon!"

"I need to check something. Go back to the Quinjet and wait for me there," Natasha answered, not looking back.

"Alone? I can come with you," Wanda offered, jogging right behind the other woman.

"NO!" Natasha snapped harshly in a way Wanda never heard before, the spy still keeping her back to the brunette. "I said go back to the Quinjet. That's an order, Maximoff. Tell Rogers and Hill I'll be back soon."

Without another word, Natasha ran straight into the fog and was soon enveloped by it. Alarm bells were ringing in Wanda's mind and Natasha's odd behavior was the reason. Was it the sound of the whistle? That's when Natasha started to act strangely. A part of Wanda knew she should go to Steve first, but her feet were already moving and chasing after Natasha into the fog.

Even with all her conditioning and cardio training, Wanda was a snail in comparison to the older woman. Wanda's lungs burned as she dashed into the fog, but she saw no sign of her Natasha. Seconds later, Wanda found herself in a clearing where the fog wasn't as thick. The forest was still and quiet. After the constant sound of gunfire and explosions for the past few hours, the silence was unnerving. Wanda tensed, immediately on edge, with her glowing eyes trying to scan her surroundings despite the fog.

"WANDA, GET DOWN!"

Everything went by so fast.

Wanda registered both the sound of several gunshots and the impact of being tackled down into the dirt by a familiar figure, a sweet scent wafting into her nose from soft red locks. It wasn't enough to distract her from the mild pain from having the air pushed out from her lungs as Wanda groaned to push herself up while holding onto the other woman.

"N-Natasha?" Even in the fog, she was able to make out the blood running down Natasha's left, panic suddenly bursting forth. "Natasha!"

Natasha hissed in pain as her arms wrapped tightly around Wanda and forced both of them to roll several times to the right as more gunshots followed them. "Wanda, take us to the sky and get us out of here! Now!"

With glowing red eyes, Wanda slid one arm around Natasha's waist and used her free arm to propel them into the air with her magic, pushing them towards the direction of the rest of the team. They were high enough in the air where they could see the top of the blanket of fog that covered the forest, but the lights coming from the Quinjets and other aircrafts brought in by Maria. Wanda held onto Natasha tightly while they were airborne, though Natasha was holding her just as tight, still hissing through her teeth in pain.

They landed right in front of the team, all of them quickly surrounding them.

"What happened?!" Maria questioned while running over to Natasha and swinging one of the redhead's arms over her shoulder.

"I'm fine, Hill," Natasha muttered weakly, a hand over her injury.

"No, you're not. You're bleeding, Romanoff," Maria snapped.

"Someone shot at us. Natasha protected me," Wanda cried worriedly.

"Impossible. I made sure the area was clear of anyone else," Tony said.

Steve turned to Sam and Vision. "Scout the area again and find this mysterious shooter. We can't let them get away."

"I'll check the ground," Clint offered.

Steve nodded. "Stay sharp, Barton. Especially with this fog."

Sam and Vision nodded and flew into air towards the direction were Wanda and Natasha came from while Clint jogged after them from the ground.

Wanda could only watch as Maria handed off Natasha to the medic team with guilt bubbling deep in the pit of her stomach.

---

Back at the Compound, the team regrouped in med bay, sans Tony and Maria.

The bullet grazed Natasha's side that caused bleeding, but fortunately none of the other shots fired hit her or Wanda directly. Natasha sat atop of the examination table, in leggings and a sports bra with a bandage tightly wound around her abdomen.

"How are you feeling?" Steve asked.

"Fine," Natasha replied tersely. Steve raised a questioning brow but said nothing.

"Natasha…" Wanda began. She flinched when Natasha snapped her head in her direction and glared harshly at her.

"You disobeyed my direct order, Maximoff," Natasha spoke with a hardened tone. "I told you to go back to the Quinjet."

"I wasn't going to leave you alone," Wanda protested.

"I can take care of myself."

"But someone was out there and--"

"Need I remind you that the only reason I was shot in the first place was because I had to cover your ass."

Wanda took a step back as her jaw hung open in disbelief while an uncomfortable yet painful feeling burned in her chest.

"Nat, you went too far," Steve interrupted.

"But am I wrong?" Natasha challenged with a cocked brow.

Wanda felt tears in the back of her throat. She hated the cold, disappointed look Natasha was giving her, and yet, it was true that Natasha was hurt because she saved Wanda.

Still…

"I don't understand why you're acting like this. Is it so wrong that I went after you because I was worried about you? Because I care?" Wanda shot back out of frustration. "But I guess my feelings mean nothing to you, Agent Romanoff."

Wanda stormed out of med bay, ignoring the cries from Steve and Clint, and ran back to her own quarters so she could allow the tears to finally fall from her eyes as she sobbed into her hands.

Somewhere…

Dreykov stepped through the automatic sliding doors and stood face-to-face with a masked skull soldier glad in blue and silver armor with orange accents. A crooked grin curled on his dry lips as he squinted through his thick-framed glasses at his creation.

"Natasha mistook your whistle for Belova's," he said slowly while circling at the mysterious armored soldier. "Good. Soon it will be time… Taskmaster."

Taskmaster stood obediently silent, obediently still.

Dreykov made a gruntled sound. Using a digital panel beside the sliding doors, an advanced image projector activated and a large display played recorded footage of Natasha fighting against Rumlow's mercenaries on the wall across from them.

"Study and learn," he ordered and left the room.

On the HUD integrated to the helmet, Taskmaster breathed heavily while it deeply analyzing Natasha's movement and fighting style.

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A/N: Thank you so much reading :) Your support means a lot to me, and if you feel like sharing, I'd love to hear your thoughts!

[lenteur]

random thoughts about castaway diva, episode (sau)six

(read more because i always get carried away lol and this post might contain spoilers)

now that i think about it, one thing is bothering me. Why is mr jung so obsessed with finding ki ho only? Didn't he mention there were four members in the family? So why is he so adamant on finding his son ki ho and not the other one? I'm confused. It's true that we didn't see the older in the first episodes so I'm wondering if the brother was already with the mother when ki ho was still in chunsam. It might have been mentioned the brother was already with the mother. I'm not sure.

The whole family wants to keep mr jung a secret and pretend nothing happened. Makes you wonder how far he (mr jung) went. No, I don't want to think about it. I just noticed how the mother is always limping. Mr Jung is a baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad person.

I'm glad we finally got answers but I would be happier if mr jung was behind bars and the whole family can live in peace.

On another note, I am so happy to see president hwang keeping his promise and re-realeasing old ran joo albums. Let's cross fingers she'll reach the 20 million mark before the end of her contract.

I'm grateful that the show doesn't only focus on the ki ho story, they're also giving time for ran joo's story to develop. I just want this whole mess to be over and ran joo must win or else, i'll riot!!!

I've already talked about it but the little details are everything. You can see how rnj company treats ran joo and mok ha like they're less than them. They don't let them know about eun mo rae appearing on heyday again. The Heyday cast treating eun mo rae's manager with way more respect than mok ha. Everyone wants them to fail. It's unfair because there's an obvious power imbalance between ran joo and mok ha vs the rest of the company. Rnj (company) have a lot of connections. The CEO is literally a millionaire, even a billionaire (idk). And then you have ran joo who has been forgotten for her behavior and vocal nodule. The only person on her side is mok ha, a woman that has lived on a deserted island for fifteen years and has a hard time adjusting to the world. No wonder they have a difficult time reaching that goal.

Eun mo rae's manager is as evil and manipulative as lee seo jun. He's blackmailing mok ha into shutting up and agreeing with everything he asked for appearing in heyday again.

I feel for both ran joo and mo rae because lee seo jun is only going to be profiting from them until they're no longer 'young and fresh'. He only describes them as 'cash cows'. He doesn't hold the same value he used to when he was a nobody and ran joo chose him as her new ceo. Money changes people and lee seo jun is a great example of that.

I was worried eun mo rae would just be a filler character but no, the show is giving us the whole backstory behind her career. I am sorry that she knows she was the second choice. If Mok ha was at seoul station to meet with ran joo, then eun mo rae wouldn't be where she is now. She must have a lot of pent up frustration and anger. She idolized ran joo when she was younger but now that she knows ran joo doesn't like her (for many reasons), the image she had of her idol is now broken (like her heart).

There are so any character relations and that's what makes the show good imo. Eun mo rae and ran joo's rivalry is interesting to see.

At this point, I just want bo geol to tell mok ha he is in fact ki ho because this whole back and forth between being caring and all of a sudden distant is tiring me out.

I know he's protecting both himself and mok ha from his father because, once the truth is out, there's no guarantee the boar (mr jung) will leave them alone. Ki ho has tried time and time again to escape from his father but he would be back with him because he is his father. No matter how ab*sive mr jung was, police would bring ki ho back to him because they're related. That's why he changed his entire identity. The psychological damage mr jung has put on the whole family is unfathomable.

Talking about mr jung, here's my theory on why he's obsessed with finding ki ho. So, as we know they were a family of four until the father hit woo hak (forgot his old name) on the head with a chair. The mother didn't leave woo hak for even a second (which is understandable of course). So that left ki ho and mr jung. Ki ho was the only one in the family brave enough to stand up to mr jung. Ki ho's brother and the mom were trying to appease the tension by lying to the father or agreeing with what he was saying in fear of being hit. I think ki ho being the youngest, his patience wasn't as strong as his momand brother's. He was the one admitting to wanting to run away from him. He was the one who said he'd be happier without his dad here. Ki ho got tired and he exploded purely and simply. Mr Jung was so used to everyone being obedient that ki ho's outburst was the final straw. Mr Jung took ki ho with him to chunsam island and that's where the real nightmare started (he was already living it before but in chunsam it was like the ultimate level). Ki ho had no one with him, no one to help him forget for even a second what was going on at home. He was alone. Even when he and mok ha got closer, he didn't confide in her. He kept everything in himself, because he knew the moment he talked his father would find out and make him pay for it. Ki ho is so strong for surviving all of this. He helped mok ha escape from her father, but he couldn't escape from his. Mr Jung won't stop until he finds ki ho, because he's the key to finding the mom and the brother.

The thing that's telling me ki ho and his father living on chunsam island happened after the chair incident is because when the father saw ki ho saved money to try and escape he said something along the lines of "Did you find her (the mom)? Is that why you saved all that money?" He wouldn't have said it if chunsam happened before seoul. Or maybe my brain is too tired and confusing a thing for another.

If the two previous points didn't make any sense to you, it's normal. When I'm trying to explain something that's deep and complex, I have a hard time finding the right words and writing coherent sentences. Sorry for that ehe.

Mok ha confronting eun mo rae was a sweet sweet moment. Both rivals finally meeting and mok ha not backing out. I'm proud of her. When nobody is on her side, mok ha proves she can take care of things on her own.

Bo geol being subtle about his way of helping mok ha is doing things to my heart 💓

this was a good episode, i'll give it a 8.75/10

[wegonbealright-09]

I don't know bout y'all but if he, Jimin dates or has dating rumors it better not be with some mid girl or a guy from the K- industry. I want him to pull a Lalisa on us, he literally deserves a billionaire considering the fact that he was basically scammed in his last relationship( from face off lmao) he deserves princess treatment. He deserves a yacht and private jets, he deserves to land in private airports and a mansion in a hill somewhere in seoul.

[mint-moon25]

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MURDERS - THEY - EAT - DEAD PEOPLE

KOREAN - GIRLS,

BARBIE - APP

SAY - OUTLOUD - THESE - BIBLE VERSES

PER - VERSE - 500 BILLION - WON - TAX

PAID - OUR - FUTURE - SECURED

PSALMS 144:12

I - HAVE - GREAT - NEWS - GIRLS - YOU

LOVE - ITZY - AESPA - BUT - ADMIT YOU

LOVE - NCT DREAM - NCT 127 - MORE

U - LOVE - BTS - FAGS

U - LOVE - ACTORS

LEE JOON GI - BILLIONAIRE - WOOK

JI CHANG WOOK

DEAR - KOREAN - GIRLS,

NOT - MARRIED - DON'T - B A - LEGAL

PROSTITUTE - AS - DESIRED - BY - USA

AMERICAN - BARBIE - KIEUN CHOI

WHO - WANTS - 2 - OPEN - THIGHS

2 - RECEIVE - PENETRATION

IF - YOUR'E - NOT - SERIOUS - GO 4

MAKE OUT . com

GIVES BLOW JOBS ONLY . com

THEIRS - IN - KOREA - THEY - WILL

PENETRATE - VAGINAL - AREA AND

MARRY - FOR - REALS - SEOUL - KR

DEAR - KOREAN - GIRLS,

BARBIE WORLD

BARBIE ROBERTS - IS - A - VIRGIN

REGISTER

19 AND OLDER

SINGLE - AND - PROUD

HOLY - AS - GOD - IS - HOLY

GOD - A - VIRGIN

JESUS - IS - ALSO - A - VIRGIN

REGISTER - SINGLE AND PROUD

REGISTER - MOM - BUT - ON MY

OWN - SEPARATE - FROM - THAT

PERSON

REGISTER - WAITING - 4 DIVORCE

500 BILLION - WON - X 5 - DAILY

TAX - PAID

YOUR - KOREAN - MALE - STARS

THEY - WILL - B - DONATING YES

BARBIE - WORLD

FLOORS - 4 - NOT - MARRIED

NEVER - BEEN - MARRIED

DONATION - BANKS - BY - KOREAN

STARS - MALES - KAI - OF - EXO

BAEKHYUN - PARKY BO GUM - 2

THEY - WILL - B - PAID - 900 BILLION WON

X 5 - PER - HOUR - NO - NURSES - BUT YES

SCIENTISTS - TOKYO - JAPAN

PER - BOTTLE - PRODUCED - 900 BILLION

WON - EA - BOTTLE - SOLD - LIKE - $0.25

COINS - EACH - TAX - FREE

BARBIE WORLD

PER - BOTTLE - SOLD - THEY - GET

COMMISSION

900 BILLION - X 10 - EACH - BOTTLE

SOLD - EVERY - PERSON - BUYING

MUST - REGISTER

EACH - BOTTLE - INCLUDES - AN

ANIMATED - FILM - OF - THEM

DANCING - OR - SINGING - OR

BOTH - EDUCATION - GIVEN &

ANIMATION - INTERVIEW - AS U

BECOME - PREGNANT - YOU'RE

HEARING - ALL - THE - TIME

BUT - WE - WILL - GIVE - YOU

BEST - TIME - NIGHT - ONLY

WHEN - 2 B - PREGNANT

FREE - BABY - SUITES

WHAT - 2 - EAT - CHECK UP

EVERY - HOUR - FREE - WE

WILL - TAKE - GREAT - CARE

OF - YOU - ALL - OVER - THE

WORLD - YOU'RE - VERY NAKED

AS - PREGNANT - NOT - WITH

TOKYO - JAPAN - TECHNOLOGY

NO - TRENCH - COAT - BUT YOU

WILL - ALWAYS - BE - CLOTHED

ALWAYS - WOOL - EVERYTHING

WOOL - EVEN - SUMMERS LIKE

MARBLE - ANY - WEATHER - IS

BARBIE - WOOL - WE - WILL TELL

U - WHAT - BABY - SHOULD - EAT

WE - WILL - EDUCATE

AS - SINGLE - WE - WILL - GIVE

FREE - CLASSES - IN - PERSON

OR - APP - GET - 500 BILLION - X 5

PER - DAY - YOU - TAKE - CLASSES

ONLINE - OR - IN - PERSON - YOU

WILL - NOT - B - UNPREPARED SO

I - HAVE - 2 - EAT - NOW - 4:47P EST

BUT - REGISTER - AS - SINGLE

GIVING - YOU - COMMERCIALS - TV

ADS - WE - WILL - GIVE - U - WHAT

WE'RE - GIVING

YEJI - AND - NINGNING

3 MONTHS - PILLOWS - USING YES

VELCRO - SO - PEOPLE - THINK - U

ARE - REALLY - PREGNANT - THAT

WAY - U - CAN - PROTECT - YOUR

BABIES

BARBIE - MATERNITY - FASHION

U - GET - 2 - PRACTICE - 3RD MONTH

NING NING - PREGNANT - MODEL

YEJI - PREGNANT - MODEL - WILL

LOOK - SO - BEAUTIFUL

MY - PLANS - I - MIGHT - JOIN YOU

JENO - OF - NCT DREAM

WILL - JUST - B - PREGNANT - WITH

HIS - BABY

BARBIE - WORLD

FERTILITY - PROGRAMS

ME - IDENTICAL - MALE - TWINS

IDENTICAL - FACES - CHARACTERS

MIGHT - JUST - B - PREGNANT

WITH - JENO LEE - NCT DREAM

HIS - BABY - AND - JOIN - U - GUYS

I'M - NOT - INTERESTED - IN - YES

KOREAN - PENETRATION - OR

CHINESE - PENETRATION

I - WANT - DOMESTIC - TRANQUILITY

I - WANT - CLOTHES - WHILE - I'M KR

PREGNANT - BUT - I - MIGHT - B

GIVING - BIRTH - IN - PARIS FRANCE

HAVE - 2 - EAT - SOON - BUT

PSALMS 144

VS 12 - 'MAY - OUR - SONS - IN THEIR

YOUTH - B - LIKE - PLANTS - THAT

GROW - UP - STRONG - MAY - OUR

DAUGHTERS - B - LIKE - STATELY

PILLARS - WHICH - ADORN - THE

CORNERS - OF - A - PALACE'

V 13 - 'MAY - OUR - BARNS - BE FILLED

WITH - CROPS - OF - EVERY - KIND

MAY - THE - SHEEP - IN - OUR FIELDS

BEAR - YOUNG - BY - THE - TENS - OF

THOUSANDS' - WOOL - WOOL WOOL

CHEESE - BLANKETS - CLOTHES .....

[aajjks]

TPOL!JK

“AAAAAHHH!!!”

“omg omg omgeeee”

“CHAEYOUNG!!! I LOVE YOUUU!!!”

fans of chaeyoung flood the streets of seoul to get a picture with the famous idol, even a small glimpse. chaeyoung has won lots of awards from the MAMA’s, MMA’s, VMA’s and BBMA’s. what started as a dream and a guitar turned into hundreds to millions of people adoring her from across the globe who all fell in love with her girl next door attitude personality and natural gift for music. just when she thought her life couldn’t get any better, she fell in love with billionaire jeon jungkook who wasn’t too fond of PDA since he was more lowkey than chaeyoung was but she proudly flaunted her relationship whenever she could especially behind closed doors.

jungkook, at first, didn’t pay her any mind. all he liked about chaeyoung was her music but after a lot of begging and 4 months of going out on dates, chaeyoung finally asked the burning question and jungkook said yes.

at first jungkook wasn’t affectionate at all with chaeyoung. he barely hugged her, never kissed her, and the only contact they shared together was a handshake so it was chaeyoung who did most of the initiating.

it was chaeyoung who initiated their first kiss.

it was chaeyoung who initiated holding hands.

it was chaeyoung who initiated their first time together which was always amazing because jungkook was always good at pleasuring women but there was an obvious gap between them.

no matter how many times chaeyoung said she loved jungkook, he never NEVER said it back. all he would do is say “okay” or kiss her forehead as a response but he never said what she desired most to fall from his lips.

he always looked like there was someone else on his mind and she was proven right when jungkook’s eyes lit up the moment he saw you. mistakenly chaeyoung thought it was jorja but it was you.

chaeyoung isn’t going to allow you to ruin the good thing she has with jungkook. she knows deep down inside he loves her but with you in the way, he’ll never realize it. so maybe beating jorja up wasn’t a bad thing because the next time you decide to make good-goo eyes at her man, she’ll fuck you up next.

so here’s chaeyoung hopping inside of the car and heading to your location with a special gift in hand to have a little “one on one time.” you know? to get to know you more or rather to make sure you get the point but first-

“hi babyyyyy~ are you okay? have you eaten at all? how’s ji-ae? you know i miss you. do you miss me? listen, i’ll be back soon but i was wondering if you wanted to bake some cookies with me? i can buy all the ingredients and all of us can make some cookies while watching a movie. how’s that sound?”

Jungkook rolls his eyes while he’s sipping tea with his mother, his girlfriend doesn’t seem to grasp the concept of space.

He’s always hated clingy people. “Chae… what’d I tell you? Tonight I’ll be with my mother- tomorrow is Monday so maybe… if I have a clear schedule.” He says, he doesn’t want to break her heart. But she just knows how to make him irritated.

“And yes I’ve eaten… and yeah I guess I miss you. Take care okay? Bye.” Jungkook cuts the call off, isn’t she supposed to be busy with her shoot?

“Trouble in paradise?” His mother’s voice pulls him out of his dilemma, he looks at her and sighs. “ no, we’re good…. It’s just…. She barely gives me any space sometimes..” he sips the tea.

“and the other day she and yns friend got attacked- the poor girl was bleeding… but the thing that’s bothering me is that Chae was untouched- not a single scar on her, except for nail marks… which is really weird, because why would anyone claw her with nails?” He shares the information with his mother.

_____

While Chaeyoung was finally here, at the shelter you’ve been volunteering at. She reluctantly goes inside because she hates the sight of animals.

Once she spots the receptionist, she quickly asks for you.

“Umm. Is yn l/n here??? if so, could you call her? I’m her friend and I just wanted to talk to her about something important…” she’s got her mask on because she cannot risk to be recognized.

“Name? Hmm Chaeyoung.” She bows,

“OK I’ll wait for her here? Or maybe if there’s someplace private? Hmm thank you so much.” she’s going to teach you a lesson you’ll never forget.

[winterwump]

Charles Choi and his many kids…:Part 2

I’ll be working on a timeline sometime soon. It will be subject to change as the canon story goes on. If yall wanna make additions to this AU, I’d love to see it!!

Okay so boom: There's a lil bit of a time jump ((will be referenced in the timeline)), and through the power of exploiting children and being a heartless businessman, Charles has made it into the Never Broke Again Arc™. He[Charles] is a “self-made” millionaire (possible billionaire? PTJ won't let me see his tax returns) who’s built his empire from scratch. 

Like in the early years of the NBA Arc™, Charles has made it a point to train his children to be as ruthless as he was when it came to fighting. Obviously, both James and Sinu excelled quickly, with James having a bit of a leg up on his younger brother. Charles could’ve been more proud, that is until Sinu runs away. Cuz who tf wants to stick around after their dad takes their eye? Like???

Even though Charles loves his son, he like genuinely does NOT feel bad for doing that to Sinu. His justification for it is like: “It was to make you stronger cuz you kept fighting me through the pain” or “It hurt me to do that more than it hurt you” or whatever parent bullshit explanation lol. See, I told yall he wasn't the best parent LOLOL

So that led up to Sinu leaving and being found in the GARBAGE in Gangseo by the ladies. At this point, Charles has some money to spear as he’s doing business with some suits in Seoul ((The crew stuff hasn't started yet)), so he sends out some people to find Sinu (PUT A PIN IN THIS)

That’s all for now. I hope this is good enough lol. I’m very much open to making changes depending on feedback (my asks are open💀💀💀). Anyways, I'll be back with a timeline....eventually. BYE!

[heartsofpearls-en]

Criminal Love : Groveling

CHAPTER FOUR ⸙͎۪۫｡

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Pairing ~ Jake x reader (Jisu)

Genre ~ Fake dating, contract relationship, forbidden love.

Warnings ~ contains excessive use of Cuss, angst, one or two punch scenes, kiss scenes, etc. (But nothing too over the top). Mention of Karina & Ningning (Aespa), Yunjin (Le Sserafim), Yujin (IVE), Hanni (New Jeans), Beomgyu (TXT), and Enhypen's Hyung line.

Author's note ~ idk how to use Tumblr for the love of god. So, I hope you'll enjoy this as, I've wrote it after listening to criminal love. You can also find this work on wattpad too. And as for the oc, her name will be Choi Jisu as I really don't like working with Y/N. Anyways, happy reading <3 and another thing is that, I've excluded some parts like the texts and social media parts because it would've been too lengthy.

Word count ~ 2.1k+

6 years later.

“Tenth shot! Stop it now” Jisu groaned, almost yelling at Hanni, who took in the vodka shot.

“No Jiji!” Hanni slurred in a drunk voice. “Lemme have some fun. At least my boyfriend isn't here to stop me” She stated, gulping down another glass.

Jisu sighed, annoyed, as she dialed a number.

“Park Sunghoon, I'll fucking kill you! Come to the bar right now. Your girlfriend is wasted” She yelled over the phone and hung up.

From her peripheral vision, she saw two females, supporting another pair of females towards the barstool.

“How can these two throw up together?” Yujin snorted as she and Karina sat down the drunk Yunjin and Ningning.

“This bitch is leaving us, can't we fucking get drunk?” Yunjin grudged, whining.

A man in a suit with neatly done hair and a perfect face came towards the females and sighed.

“How much did she drink?” Park Sunghoon asked, sitting beside the drunk Hanni as she giggled, looking at her boyfriend.

“Ten shots” Jisu stated, looking at Hanni who rested her head on Sunghoon's shoulder.

“I'm going to take her home. Will you be alright? Or should I call Beomgyu?” Sunghoon asked, looking at the sober females.

“I'll take Yunjin home and Karina will take Ningning" Yunjin stated as Sunghoon nodded and looked at Jisu.

“I haven't had a shot. I'll be fine” She nodded, assuring him as he picked up Hanni and walked out of the bar.

“Will you be able to go home?” Karina asked as Jisu nodded.

“We'll go to the airport tomorrow” Ningning slurred in her drunk voice as the others nodded.

“You should go and get some rest” Yujin stated as Jisu nodded, conforming that they're fine with the wasted pair, she walked out of the door.

Jisu was leaving for America. Over the course of six years, she published eight books and four sets of them, being a series. They formed two one of the best-selling books in New York Times, and she was moving to America, temporarily. Talking about the books now.

The first series was sudden love. Like, love in first sight, CEO and secretary, billionaire romance and best friends brother.

But the second set of series was all based on fake relationships. Like, contract marriage, fake dating, forced proximity and forbidden love.

The group knew exactly why she wrote the second set of book series because she showed,

Even though the protagonists in the books struggled hard with their relationships, they still became one.

However, that was never her case.

She considered herself to be a 'female, cursed out of romance' and would never find a man.

That was halfway true because, her first kiss was Jake and, until this day, her last kiss was also Jake.

After what happened with Jake, she was too afraid to commit to any relationship as, everything felt wrong. She thought that she'll end up broken again.

That stage was so hard on Jisu that it impacted on her mental health. She had to take therapy and often cried during those sessions.

And Beomgyu's abrupt return to Seoul was a shock for all, but he knew, what was going on with Jisu and Jake. He was going to confront them, but later found his sister's heart broken and came to know that it was a fake relationship.

But, until this date, apart from those who knew Jake and Jisu's contract, no one new got to know about their fake relationship.

Jay, Sunghoon, Hanni, Ningning, Karina, all thought that they broke up because Jake was leaving the country. But they knew the truth.

However, the situation, right now, was extremely amusing.

Here, Jisu was preparing to leave for America and Jake, who was also preparing to leave for America from Australia because he was taking over the American branch of their Architectural firm.

Few weeks passed by.

A library.

A peaceful spot for all readers.

Choi Jisu sat on a stool by the window, reading 'Red, White and Royal Blue' by Casey McQuiston. God knows how many times she has read this book, but she liked it.

She loved how Henry and Alex fought everyone and established their love. Without any fear of the world and how they'll judge them.

Her peaceful reading session ended when a young girl, around her twenties, walked towards her, holding one of her books.

"Ms. Jisu, I'm a big fan of yours. Can I get a sign" She showed Jisu her book as she smiled?

"Of course" She stated and signed on the book. The girl walked away as Jisu stood up too. From the day before, she was planning to buy some books from the book store, and she was currently heading there.

The book store was filled with little to none people, which made Jisu sighed in relief.

She made her way to the romance section and saw her books displayed on the rack. She was quite pleased to see them stocked up with all eight of them. But she didn't come here to look for her books.

She was looking for, Love Hypothesis by Ali Hazelwood.

She finally spotted it. It was on a shelf above her head as she groaned. She was too short to reach. But she didn't lose any hope.

She got on her tippy-toes and reached out for the book, but still couldn't. She tried once again but groaned. However, before she was going to turn away, a body came up from behind her and a hand outstretched, grabbing the book for her.

She turned around but was frozen.

It was Jake. Sim fucking Jaeyun.

"Thank you" She spoke in a cold tone as she grabbed the book from his hand and turned around.

"Jisu" He called out, making her turn towards him. "I know what I-"

"I really don't wanna talk about it" She stated.

"But at least listen to me" He pleaded, looking at her.

"There's nothing between us, Mr. Sim. You go on your way and I go on mine" Jisu stated as she walked towards the counter and paid for the book and walked out. She didn't want to, but unknowingly a tear slipped past her eyes.

But Jake felt way more broken than she felt at this moment. He wanted Jisu back, but only if he could make her understand that he was forced to break her heart.

“You're pathetic bro”

Heeseung spat over the phone as Jake sobbed.

Her peaceful reading session ended when a young girl, around her twenties walked towards her, holding one of her books.

“He's not pathetic! He's a dumb fucking dickhead!” Beomgyu yelled from the side. “He fucking broke my sister's heart, and now he's acting all pathetic. What the fuck is wrong with this dumbass?” A crash was heard from the other side of the phone.

Beomgyu's anger was on the next level when it came to his sister.

“I don't know what I'll do. Grandfather called me in and I had nothing—”

“Nothing to do except for breaking the girl's heart who had fallen for you deeply” Heeseung stated, a hint of ridicule in his voice was prominent as he cut Jake off.

“You could've said that wait for me or something. Jisu wouldn't have faced all of this shit because of you. She was mocked in the university because everyone thought you dumped her and left” It was Yunjin's time to speak.

Both Beomgyu and Heeseung turned to see Yunjin and Yujin in Beomgyu's house and frowned.

“What are you two doing here?” Beomgyu asked, looking at the girls as Yujin sighed.

“Jisu called us crying earlier. She felt so depressed” Yujin stated and sat beside Heeseung as he tangled up his fingers with her and gave a soft smile.

“I hurt her too much, didn't I?” Jake's voice cracked.

“You did” Heeseung spoke out.

“Beomgyu, will you give me another chance? I'll be a better person for Jisu" Jake asked as Beaomgyu scoffed.

“If you break her heart again, I'll break you, happily” Beomgyu stated as Yunjin frowned.

“But what's the actual reason for you to turn Jisu's confession? She even wrote a whole book series to show you that even with a fake relationship, people so end up together” She asked as Jake sighed.

“It's because his grandfather called him over, and he thought that it was best to turn Jisu down because she deserved someone better than him. Now, this idiot is a fucking CEO” Heeseung hissed.

“I know I'm a coward” Jake sighed.

“The best move for you to get Jisu back is, to grovel” Yunjin stated.

𝘌𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴.

𝘌𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴.

𝘉𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴.

𝘏𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯. 𝘏𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘧𝘪𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘶𝘥𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯.

Jisu typed furiously on her laptop as tears made her eyes blurry. Who would've actually thought the writer who writes all romantic books actually has a pathetic love life?

And Jake Sim was at the fault.

𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳.

𝘏𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵.

𝘏𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰. 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘴.

𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥.

𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳.

𝘏𝘦 ��𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘺.

𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱.

𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵.

'𝘙𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭' 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥.

'𝘙𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯?' 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺.

𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘩 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦. 𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯.

𝘏𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘦.

𝘏𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳.

𝘏𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯 𝘢 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘯.

𝘎𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩.

𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯.

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧.

She saved this on her draft and shut the laptop, sobbing and clutching the pillow to her chest.

No one should suffer so much even when they haven't dated.

She was still heartbroken, after six years.

If Sim Jaeyun wants to make it right, he needs to prove himself to her.

One look and Jisu knew she was done for good.

She was drinking her vodka shots in the bar as Jake walked inside with his charming aura.

His tailored suit fit perfectly on his body, making him look breathtaking.

But before he could spot her, she quickly turned around to avoid being seen by him.

Maybe, whatever she wrote the last night was out of grieve? But her writings and her personal life had nothing to do with each other.

She asked for another shot and gulped down the previous shot, burning her throat.

From her peripheral vision, she saw Jake sitting on one of the barstool's, far away from her, as she sighed.

However, soon enough, a girl came towards her and started to give him flirty remarks.

If I say Jake was disgusting will be an understatement. He looked at the women, clearly displeased with her clingy behavior, as he looked at the corner.

That's when their eyes met.

Jake widened his eyes, but they couldn't hold their eye contact because the girl grabbed Jake's cheek and made him look at her.

That sight was enough for Jisu to gulp down her last shot before paying the bartender and walking towards the washroom.

After getting rid of that girl, Jake turned to see that Jisu vanished into thin air.

He wasn't getting any hallucinations, nor was he drunk. He quickly stood up and thought to look at the washroom as he made his way there.

Furthermore, he spotted her walking out of the female washroom.

She spotted him too and was about to walk inside the washroom again as he held her hand.

“Don't do this to me” He pleaded as Jisu snapped her head at him.

“This? If you are acting like this, why did you reject me earlier, Mr. Sim?” She asked with a hint of ridicule.

Jake sighed and rubbed his hand on his face. Then abruptly pulled her towards the nearest wall and pinned her against it. “I do like you. It's just, I was a coward to admit it”.

Jisu blinked at him, baffled by his sudden action and words.

“And I would rather not let you go again” He stated, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.

“Then chase me. Hold on to be before I go beyond your grasp that you'll never catch me again”.

Ten days.

Ten different flower bouquet.

Ten different chocolates.

These things were all amusing for Jisu. And today and was the day, Yunjin will come to America and stay with her for a while.

About time, the doorbell rings as Jisu opened the door, helping the groaning girl with her luggage.

“Holy heck! Your apartment looks like a flower shop” Yunjin eyes around and when she reached to take a chocolate bar, Jisu smacked her hand, making her whine.

“Don't fucking tell me, it's Jake” Yunjin stated, rubbing the back of her hand where Jisu smacked her.

A sheepish smile appeared on her face as she nodded.

“Damn. The groveling is hitting hard” Yunjin muttered, looking around.

“Men should know that groveling is the key to a happy relationship” Jisu stated, tossing a coke can to Yunjin as she glared.

“It'll fucking explode!” She yelled, looking at the coke can and walking towards the sink and opening it, making all the bubbles rush out of it.

“Happy explosion” Jisu mocked, sitting on the couch with her legs crossed and picked up the laptop from the coffee table and set it on her lap.

“But Jake really is trying his hardest, isn't?” Yunjin asked, sitting beside Jisu as she nodded.

“I'll make him suffer, for a while” She stated, nonchalantly and kept on typing on her laptop.

Yunjin took a quick glance and gasped. “The male protagonist in this book is also groveling?” She asked with her eyes wide.

“Yup. The female protagonist and I have the same situation going on but, he left her because he told her that he liked someone else, which is a lie” Jisu answered as Yunjin nodded.

“Let him grovel” Yunjin smirked, finding the whole situation a bit too amusing

@ heartsofpearls-en — 2023

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