#seungyeon one shot

[knightyoomyoui]

TWICE: ANTHOLOGY OF HORROR ONE-SHOTS | "Marriage Of Despair" ft. JEONGYEON

This one may not be that scary at all because of its sorrowful background, but it still has the classic elements that's been common to be seen in supernatural horror creations.

NOTE: Based on a true story.

"Marriage Of Despair" ft. Yoo Jeongyeon

Last year, Yoo Jeongyeon had one of the best and happiest moments of her life when she got married to her 3 years boyfriend, a fellow Korean celebrity like her named Min Janghoon in her hometown of Suwon, a province in South Korea.

Everything was already well-planned and ready to be prepared. The invited guests, including the family and relatives of two parties, Jeongyeon’s co-members, and some other friends and acquaintances couldn’t wait to see the two lovers exchange their wedding vows at the altar.

But then, just as when Jeongyeon and Janghoon were about to experience this special moment of their relationship to evolve, it also shared an occurrence to one of the worst and bone-chilling moments they have ever encountered.

Jeongyeon remembered that it all started when her husband Janghoon arrived earlier in the morning, respecting the allotted time that was given to them by the church to help prepare and also allow himself to get one too for the ceremony.

While he was waiting, her husband shared that there’s something uneasiness that swirls up inside of him which he couldn’t tell why is this happening. At first he thought its probably due to the nervousness that he also feels regarding the fact that he was about to marry his dream woman in front of such a live anticipating crowd, but then he realised it was serving as a foreshadowing for something eerie.

It has been minutes and Janghoon still has no update wheresoever of Jeongyeon is right now, but according to Jeongyeon he knows that she had she stayed in a hotel near to their church after her fellow members of the group and some of her make-up designers from her staffs decided to prepare her look there.

Janghoon’s concern at that time was that it had made him confused that why should Jeongyeon had to reach this long period of time to dress up when she’s just almost a meter away from the church.

And when he tried to call their wedding coordinator which is Jeongyeon’s sister Seungyeon, he could hear some loud crying and other voices that sounded like they’re comforting that person getting emotional.

Seungyeon confirmed to her that Jeongyeon was bawling her eyes at the moment when she learned that the staffs couldn’t find her wedding dress on her wardrobe.

“What? How did it went missing? It should’ve been already set up at her dressing room, right?”

“That’s we don’t know, Janghoon. The only thing they told to us is that it was the reason why they couldn’t be able to deliver it immediately at the room before she arrives because it just suddenly… disappeared.”

While Janghoon was talking to her sister-in-law, a friend of his named Seungkwan, a fellow K-Pop idol of Jeongyeon one of the popular person also included in their guests list came rushing towards him.

“Janghoon!”

“Oh hey, Seung”

“Can I excuse you for a sec, I know you’re in a call but… this is an emergency.”

“Why what happened?”

Seungkwan winced and sighed like he’s getting disturbed by something, rotating his head back and forth. “Uhm, it’s your suit. We couldn’t find it anywhere. Swear, it was already in your room but now it’s gone.”

“Huh?”

“But we’re currently looking for it right now, jeez man your wedding is about to start in 20 minutes!” Seungkwan’s panic arises through his tone when he looked at his wristwatch. Seungyeon heard what they are conversing about from behind the call and was completely puzzled too that a same scenario is currently happening to the married couple.

“Sorry Seungyeon, we better go.”

“Yeah sure, go find it. We’ll take it from here too.”

Janghoon ended the call and ran with Seungkwan back from his dressing room. Simulteanously without their knowing, Jeongyeon and Janghoon were both staring at their respective clothing stand, all empty.

Looking problematic, Janghoon started to assume that there’s definitely something not right about this.

Driven by anger, Janghoon quickly reported this to the hotel managers by contacting them while he is making his way out of the church. On the other hand, all of Jeongyeon’s assistants went distraught thinking of a miraculous way to order a new wedding dress with limited time remaining before the ceremony started.

Knowing that this is near impossible-or should I say indeed, they rather tried to reach out to the authorities from the police to report a possible theft in their belongings. Seungyeon and some of her closest friends from TWICE which is Jeongyeon’s group, named Sana and Jihyo went to talk with the management to ask for a possibility to move their schedule in case this doesn’t get resolved.

10 minutes remaining, still no progress except from the fast responses of everyone they have seek help from, both Jeongyeon and Janghoon prayed in their own spots, begging for the Lord not to ruin this for them and searching for a reason why this has to happen for their moment together.

This is when things get weird. Jeongyeon and Janghoon both halted from their prayers at the same time when each of them caught a part of their gown and suit moving from the distance.

Curious and alarmed that they have finally found their outfits, they tried to follow where it might go.Janghoon was the first one to walk through the church’s corridor before he got followed by Jeongyeon who was also trailing behind her floating dress.

Their chasd ended when Jeongyeon reached the end of the hall, leading herself and also you in which she has located you standing at the back of what it seems to be an abandoned chapel located at the back of the church.

Jeongyeon called Janghoon’s name and they both hugged to soothe their worries at their current situation right now.

“What are you doing here?”

“I was about to ask you the same thing.”

Jeongyeon’s body around Janghoon’s arms got stiff when her eyes noticed something unusual.Her wedding dress is now floating through the middle of the chapel, as if it was making its way down to the aisle. Janghoon’s missing suit was at the altar, remained unmoved and was facing the direction of the gown coming close to it.

A silhoutte figure then began to form, covering the insides of their respective outfits like they are wearing them. It looked like it belong to a man and a woman they cannot identify because of its face being hidden as the front facing away from them. Only their backs are the ones who are remained to be seen.

“W-what is that…” Jeongyeon whispered as she gripped through the arm of Janghoon and shivered. Janghoon gulped and looked at Jeongyeon who looks scared on his side.

“I don’t know too, but whoever that might be, they have something that doesn’t belong to them. And we just have the rights to take back what’s ours.” Janghoon said before kissing Jeongyeon’s forehead and giving him a trusted nod.

They both slowly made their way through the two unknown figure standing in front of the altar. Just as when they were about to grab their shoulders, the figures disappeared right in front of their sight and the atmosphere around them got oddly cold. Jeongyeon shrieked in shock before her and Janghoon kneeled to slowly pick up their outfits that went falling to the floor.

Relieved that they have now got their dress and suit back, they got surprised by the appearance of Seungyeon breathing heavily and seems to be in a rush. She was about to announce some good news that she was able to move the wedding date but stopped to stare at the two sitting in front of the altar with their outfits on their lap.

"Are you freaking kidding me? Are you two pulling some sort of a prank on us?!”

“Wait, no Seungyeon listen-”

“Don’t you guys know how it took us some nerves and guts to face the management officials even thought our requests were this little to be approved?!”

“Unnie, please. This isn’t our own doing. Let us explain.”

“Oh you two better be, before I changed my mind to be your wedding coordinator.” Seungyeon crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. “What are you two doing here in such a messy place anyway? This gives me the creeps by looking at it.”

Janghoon and Jeongyeon sighed at looked at each other before turning their attention back at Seungyeon. “We found this here but… it’s a complicated story to tell.”

Seungyeon still gave her interest to listen on whatever happened to these two. Jeongyeon and Janghoon both tried their best to narrate their ghostly encounter in the form of their own wedding attires. After the conversation, Seungyeon closed this with a deal that there must no one should know what happened despite being skeptical at how strange their experience had to be.

They instead followed the new schedule that were provided to them as a second chance to make their wedding successful. Jeongyeon and Janghoon got happily married on April 24, 2023.

A year later, Jeongyeon and Janghoon welcomed their first child in their family. About the condition of their wedding dress and tuxedo, the married couple decided to lock it on a box and hid it through the deepest and farthest area of their basement.

Not only because of their haunting experience, but also when they heard from Seungyeon and Seungkwan their own story that they believed to saw a glimpse of their shadows having two, despite the fact that there was only one light source in the altar.

And based from their investigation with a nun, they have discovered that it might belong to two poor souls of an engaged couple who was supposed to be married but got murdered by someone who was against their marriage, leading to the chapel’s shut down.

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NOTE: This is based again from a Filipino entry in Spooktober 2023 by MilkyClear titled "The Blushing Bride". I really love how he narrates the real-life stories of those people who submitted for him to share their scary encounters. Probably expect that I'll be retelling some of my favorite entries of his in the upcoming one-shots.

[twice-inamillion]

Be warned, it’s long;

Lisa & Rose of Blackpink

Tzuyu of Twice

Minnie & Yuqi of (G)I-DLE

Ningning of Aespa

Seungyeon & Sorn of CLC

Gahyeon & Dami of Dreamcatcher

E:U of Everglow

Sooyoung of SNSD

Chaeryeong & Yuna of ITZY

Ahin & Nancy of Momoland

Choerry of Loona

Hwasa of Mamamoo

YooA of Oh My Girl

Wendy & Irene of Red Velvet

Umji of Viviz

Doyeon & Yoojung of Weki Meki

Mina & Seojeong of Gugudan

Somi of IOI

Chaeyeon of IZ*ONE

Chungha, Ailee & AleXa of the Soloists

Saerom & Nagyung of Fromis_9

Tsuki of Billie

Belle of Cignature

Meng Meiqi & Cheng Xiao of WJSN

Wonyoung of IVE

Xiaoting & Hikaru of Kep1er

Chaewon of Le Sserafim

Sullyhoon of Nmixx

Soojin; formerly of (G)-IDLE

Somyi; formerly of DIA

Yeowool & Yerim of Purple Beck

Hyolyn of Sistar

Kei of Lovelyz

Elly/LE of EXID

Nana of After School

Jieqiong of Pristin

Victoria & Luna of F(X)

Soodam of Secret Number

Sohee of Alice

Yeongeun of Rolling Quartz

Leeseul of Rockit Girl

- Lisa’s Husband

This is a long list. Some members I know but there are some that I don’t but I’m interested in finding about them. You should do a one shot story of one member in this list.

[demonlullaby]

august favorites

🆕 PADO (wave to me) - PENTAGON

⬇️ BONA BONA - TREASURE

⬇️ Monsters - All Time Low ft. blackbear

⬇️ Rowdy - Sorn ft. Seungyeon

⬆️ Nightmare - JIHYO

⬇️ New Emotions - INFINITE

⬆️ Killin' Me Good - JIHYO

⬇️ Better Things - aespa

⬆️ Oh Ma Ma God - EVERGLOW

⬆️ Talkin' About It - JIHYO ft. 24kGoldn

⬇️ Rubami la Notte - Pinguini Tattici Nucleari

🆕 Baggy Jeans - NCT U

⬆️ Wilson (Expensive Mistakes) - Fall Out Boy

Super - SEVENTEEN

🆕 HONEY (ARE U COMING?) - Måneskin

⬆️ Hot! - LUCY

⬇️ Queencard - GIDLE

⬇️ Never in vain - LUCY

House on a hill - Eric Nam

Fry's Dream - AKMU

🆕 SLAY - EVERGLOW

⬇️ Psychic Lover - ITZY

⬆️ LIP GLOSS - THE BOYZ

⬆️ Bones - Imagine Dragons

⬆️ Childhood - SUNMI

⬆️ Closer - JIHYO

⬆️ Calm Down (A little bit louder now) - All Time Low

⬆️ Room - JIHYO

🆕 Golden Hour - MARK

⬆️ Up Late - GEMINI

⬆️ Therefore I Am - billie eilish

⬆️ Renegades - ONE OK ROCK

⬆️ What You Make It - With Confidence

⬆️ Il terrone va di moda - Il Pagante

⬇️ bury a friend - billie eilish

⬆️ begin - YooJung

🆕 Let me let you go - ONE OK ROCK

⬆️ Make Me Feel - EVERGLOW

⬆️ Wishing On You - JIHYO

⬆️ The Phoenix - Fall Out Boy

⬇️ Kill Shot - ITZY

🆕 A-MOONO-KE (I'm OK) - JEON SOYEON

🆕 TAXI - JO YURI

🆕 god save me, but don't drown me out - YUNGBLUD

🆕 STARLIGHT - SECRET NUMBER

🆕 Death Anniversary - CHANMINA

🆕 Told You - DKB

🆕 Peekaboo - Red Velvet

🆕 Bubble - STAYC

🆕 Made it out alive - ONE OK ROCK

[thirsty-x1]

Too Much | Cho Seungyoun

Request:

can i request a smutty oneshot where the reader is ceo!seungyoun’s gf and after a couple days of him coming home late/not coming him at all because he’s overworking himself, she goes to his office herself (all dressed up 👀) to try and help him unwind/relax? basically him fucking his gf over a desk lmao, hope this is okay!

↬ Pairing: Seungyoun x fem!reader.

↬ Genre: Smut, bit of fluffy ending.

↬ Warnings: explicit language, dom!Seungyoun, dirty talking, slight degradation, semi-exhibitionism, oral sex (blowjob), very slight bondage, fingering, unprotected sex.

↬ Word Count: 3.8k.

↬ Song Recommendation: “Too Much” by Loco ft. Dean.

The sun coming down reflected on your windshield as you drove your car, turning right before seeing your destination come in sight. The building stood tall, somehow looking threatening and making you doubt whether you really were going to follow through your plan. It wasn’t a hurried decision considering that you had been trying to gather the courage to do it since quite a few weeks after noticing the pattern your boyfriend had started to create, but it was also your first time visiting him at work. Taking a deep breath, you parked the car, your fingers turning white as you held the steering wheel tightly, comforting you a bit before you got out.

A slight breeze sent shivers down your spine, the cold air impacting mainly on your exposed legs. Your eyes travelled down examining your outfit, wondering if it was fancy enough; as the CEO’s girlfriend, you couldn’t just show up in any clothes. The mid-thigh skirt wasn’t doing much to protect you against the weather, although it would have been much worse without the thin dark stockings underneath it. You ironed the white shirt with your fingers and fixed your coat while walking towards the entrance, the sound of your high heels resonating on the empty street.

Pushing through the heavy glass door, a man behind the welcoming desk smiled at you kindly but without saying a word, waiting for you to initiate the conversation, which was rather odd… wasn’t that supposed to work the other way? Without giving it much thought, you proceeded to ask in a low voice.

“Excuse me… I have come to meet the CEO, Cho Seungyoun.”

The man nodded, as if he expected it, and asked in a condescending tone: “Do you have an appointment?”

“Ah, no, but I–” He waited no time in interrupting you.

“Then I’m afraid you can’t see him now. If you call to this number,” he scribbled down in a card, handing it to you, the tactic being too obvious as you saw what was probably his name on it, “you can arrange a meeting.”

Smiling as sweetly as you could, you declined his offer. “I’m his girlfriend.”

You could see the blush on his face as his eyes opened wide, starting to stutter as he pointed out the way indicating which floor you had to go to, much more polite than at the beginning. It was fun to see the immediate change without even confirming whether it was true, the thought of the employee trembling at the fact making you wonder just how strict of a boss was Seungyoun.

Waiting for the elevator you could feel eyes on you, turning away whenever you tried to catch who they belonged to. As you heard a few people muttering, you noticed that other’s women outfits weren’t as sophisticated as you were, rather using full suits instead of skirts and blazers on top of their shirts. You started to feel slightly embarrassed, focusing on the numbers changing as the elevator went up, your hands quickly closing the long coat as a way to protect yourself from the gazes.

After what it seemed to take forever, you got to the floor, hurriedly getting out of the cramped space while examining the whole room to see if you could find your boyfriend’s office. Finally, you noticed a slouched figure behind one of the glass walls, a sudden relief washing over your body as you recognized Seungyoun working on his office, sitting behind his desk as he seemed to study the papers in front of him. Nodding to some of the workers you passed by, you opened the door, careful to not disturb him as you got in.

“Have you finally brought the right papers? Also, ask everyone to stop sending messages through the work chat, I can see them, and what are they all being so loud for? Who came? I haven’t authorized anyone to pass.” His tone was completely serious as he rearranged some of the papers on the desk, almost throwing one of the folders to you as he looked up to his screen to check something. “The numbers are wrong, ask the statistic office to check them at least once.”

It was hard to hold back your giggle. “Would be nice if you looked up every now and then, your employees will hate you otherwise.”

Right when you started the sentence, his eyes shoot up, a smile spreading on his face as he stood up and walked around the dark wood table to hug you.

“What are you doing here? I thought you would be at home…”

Pouting, you played with the collar of his shirt. “Well, you have been working way too much… and since it’s impossible to make you take one free day, I thought of coming here.” You placed your hands on his shoulders, leaning to press a kiss against his sleep thankful that he was covering you from anyone spying.

“I know, it’s just that the deadline is close and everything must be perfect, plus we started a new deal with another business.” It was fun to see the contrast between his boss-self and the Seungyoun you were so familiar with, especially as he put a strand of your hair behind your ear. “I need to finish some work now, would you mind to wait for a bit? We can go have dinner to some fancy place afterwards.”

There wasn’t much you could do now and he was being too kind considering you came without prior notice too. You nodded, not without slapping his butt as he turned around to go back to his seat. While you heard the incessant typing, you walked around, staring at the multiple diplomas and degrees on the walls. On one of the shelves, there were all the awards that the agency had won next to pictures of Seungyoun with numerous renowned business men. It had been barely a year since you two had started dating, but by now you had noticed he wasn’t too keen on talking about his work, which was a bit surprising seeing just how big part of his life it had become. When you asked him about it, he simply said it was because he preferred to keep both separated and focus on relaxing while at home and you hadn’t pressed much on it.

After a few minutes, you took of your coat and sat down on the sofa, grabbing one of the magazines that was on the coffee table without paying much attention to it. Instead, you preferred to watch Seungyoun working: the way his hair was slicked back, his tie slightly loose since he pulled on it whenever he got stressed, the sleeves of his white shirt were rolled showing the shiny wrist watch that blinded you each time he angled it in a particular way and one of your favorite tattoos of him, his glasses resting on the bridge of his nose sliding a bit and his hand quickly putting them back in place, how he nibbled on his bottom lip, the soft grunt he would let out when something in the screen wasn’t going the way he wanted… You knew he was having a hard time, but he was also looking extremely hot while doing it so, to the point where you couldn’t think straight anymore.

“Is that article so interesting?” His question interrupted your thoughts, causing you to blink a few times and he smirked. “You have been drooling for quite a while…”

You let out a breathy laugh and got up to walk next to him, hugging him from behind and resting your head on the crook of his neck. “Is there a lot left?”

He pressed a soft kiss on the back of your hand. “Almost done.”

“Hmm… You are pretty tense.” Your hands slid down his chest, barely grazing his belt. “Want me to help you relax a bit?”

Seungyoun sighed, grasping your wrist right before it got to his groin. “I’m at work, princess.”

“And?” You pressed your lips against his neck, lightly nibbling on the skin before licking a stripe, his head falling to a side to allow you reach more. “If I get under the desk, it should be fine, right? You deserve it, you have been working so hard…”

Before he could even form an answer, you took a peak outside the office only to notice almost everyone had gone by now and dropped to your knees, quickly undoing his belt and unzipping his pants, palming him over his underwear earning a groan from him. Maybe it was the rush of being caught what turned him on so much because in just a few minutes he was hard, his length twitching under the fabric.

“Don’t tease me, y/n.” His tone was commanding, eyes piercing as he looked down on you, the new side of him making you wet. “Be a good girl and suck me off, hm?”

Unable to form any kind of reply that didn’t expose just how much power his words had over your whole self, you decided to follow his order. Hooking your fingers on the tight band of his underwear, you pulled it down enough to free him, his head thrown back as you slid your tongue on his shaft covering it up with your saliva. With a wicked smile, you teased the tip of his cock, already tasting the precum forming on the tiny slit. His head rested on the back of your head, encouraging you to take him in your mouth, shutting his eyes closed as he felt your lips wrapping around his member.

Right as you were about to begin bobbing your head, the door of the office opened, the sound of steps getting closer to the desk stopping you dead on your tracks. You looked up, trying to get some kind of indication on what to do from your boyfriend but he was completely ignoring you, his gaze fixed on the person before him.

“Is there anything you want to tell me, Miss Lee?”

“Ah, yes, here are the files you asked for, Sir.” You could feel a hesitant tone on her voice and you wondered if she was the woman that Seungyoun was waiting for when you had entered his office earlier.

“Thank you.” Realizing that the woman hadn’t left, Seungyoun continued. “Anything else?”

“W-well, you see… Some of the other employees were going to have a drinking meet up to celebrate the stocks going up, a-and… I was wondering if you would like to c-come…” You rolled your eyes at the obvious excuse to flirt with him, but what annoyed you the most was how much time your boyfriend was taking to decline the offer so you could continue, so you engulfed more of his length into your mouth and heard his fist impact on the desk, scaring you and his secretary, apparently. “A-are you feeling well, Sir?”

“Yes, it’s nothing, sorry, thought there was… something…” His voice sounded strained, so you swirled your tongue and pressed lightly on the underside of his tip.

“I see… T-then, will you come with us to celebrate?”

Just as a reminder, you went all the way, holding back a gag when you felt him hit the back of your throat, causing him to clear his own. “No, I’m sorry, but I have plans with my girlfriend tonight.” Pleased with his answer, you were about to pull out until his hand forced you to stay in place.

“Oh… I will get going then. Have a good night, sir.”

As the door closed, you hurriedly tapped on his thigh and he put his hand away allowing you to pull his dick out of your mouth as you coughed violently, the air hitting your lungs all at once as you tried to dry the tears that had clouded your vision. While you tried to recover, Seungyoun put away all the things on his work station with the most calmed expression, taking his time until he finished and went back to look at you, his thumb wiping the corner of your lips.

“I warned you to not tease me, baby.” He fixed his clothes again before he leaned in and picked you up, placing you on his desk. “Guess I should have expected it seeing the outfit you are wearing. Were you the one to cause all that fuss in the office?” His hand slid up your leg, appreciating the smoothness of the stockings. “I can’t have you wrecking the whole place… or was that what you wanted?”

“N-no…”

His actions made it hard for you to focus on what he was saying, the previous situation had already turned you on beyond any expectation but now it was him acting all confident, teasing you on purpose.

“Are you sure? Are you sure you didn’t want my secretary to listen to those lewd noises you made while choking on my cock?” His fingers slipped under your skirt. “Or have my employees trying to get a sneak peak of your ass?” Seungyoun’s gaze burned, your cheeks hot as he analyzed each of your reactions, smirking at the gasp that left your lips when he cupped your core. “You are dripping wet, sweetheart…”

“Seungyoun, please…”

His fingers kept rubbing you, the friction not being enough, the two layers of fabric, your panties and the stockings, starting to become annoying as you held his hand in place.

“Tsk, no, you didn’t follow my order before, so you don’t get to do what you want.”

Within a second, he slapped your grip, undoing his tie and wrapping it around your wrists, tying them behind your back rather tightly. You could feel the blood burn under your skin, your muscles itching in anticipation and your heart beating faster as you noticed a few lights still on outside the office. What if there was anyone out there? What if you got caught in the act? How was Seungyoun going to explain that and would it have any negative consequences on his position? All the questions dissipated from your mind as you heard a loud ripping noise, looking down to find your boyfriend smiling playfully.

“You- You ripped my stockings?!” For a second, you forgot of the whole scenario, but he made sure to remind you who was in charge in a flash, his fingers making your underwear to a side and feeling up the slit of your pussy.

“They were in the way and this is most discrete than having you fully exposed on my desk, don’t you think?” Your muscles tightened at the suggestion and he raised an eyebrow. “You like that idea? Hmm, who would have thought that my darling could be such a slut…? Wanting to be exhibited…” One of his fingers entered you, Seungyoun purring on your ear as he felt you clenching around it. “What would everyone think? You looked so professional a few hours ago and now you are sprawled and whining for me on my desk.”

The feeling was overwhelming, his breath grazing your skin with each word he said, making you feel hot all over as you fought with the strains that prohibited you touching him. He kept fingering you at a slow pace, loving how you squirmed under his touch, trying to keep your sounds low in case anyone would hear, but when he suddenly inserted another finger, it was impossible to hold back the guttural moan you let out.

“Fuck, Seungyoun, I really can’t take it…”

“Hm? Weren’t you going to help me relax? Maybe you are not the good pet I thought you would be…” You could feel that he was going to pull back, so reuniting each bit of strength you had left, you surrounded him with your legs and pressed him against you.

“Please, please… Use me in any way you want but I beg you to fuck me, I just can’t wait anymore, I need you, Youn, please…” The last few words came out muffled with sobs, the need in your system growing bigger and bigger under his hungry stare.

“You are too much, babygirl, too much for anyone to handle…” His hands unbuttoned your shirt impatiently, sighing when his favorite lacy bra came into view. “Anyone but me.”

His lips crashed against yours in a rough kiss, groaning at his own taste on your mouth as he slipped his tongue in, swallowing all of your whimpers when he took out his cock and buried inside you in one strong thrust. Smoothly, he pushed your shoulders until you felt the cold wood through the thin fabric of your shirt, and Seungyoun would swear he could have come right then at the view: you, laying back on his desk with your hands tied up behind your back, your breasts bouncing each time he rammed into you, your skirt lifting up slightly to show your cunt taking him in with the panties aside and your ripped stockings, some of his precum smeared on the side of your face, your loud whimpers and the wet sound filling the room in evidence of the lustful act you two were doing. It was his biggest fantasy come true, but the real thing was so much better than what he had played on his mind over and over again.

Right as you felt the knot on your stomach tightening up, you saw a shadow cross the glass wall, fear invading you, but when you looked at Seungyoun, his smile was bigger than ever.

“Why are you so quiet now, doll? You suddenly feel shy? I’m their boss anyway.” His high pitched laugh didn’t match the aggressive pace he maintained while moving his hips. “Why don’t you let them hear who you belong to, hm? Who makes you feel this way? Who is in charge of pleasing you?”

You didn’t dare to reply with words, shaking your head multiple times while trying to make him stop somehow, although the way your body reacted to his voice was betraying your true desires.

“C’mon y/n, I know you love this… I can feel your dirty juices spilling, making a mess… Just admit it, baby, you love being fucked raw by me, completely at my mercy and being this vulnerable and exposed… so helpless…” He continued to shove his length into you, his hands holding your hips in place. “Can you let go of your inhibitions for me?”

Shyly, you opened your mouth. “I-It’s… too much…” Your whimper sent shivers down his spine, his cheeks blushing as he got closer to you.

“I know you can and want to take all of me in this pretty, tight hole of yours, my love, you just have to ask.” Seungyoun pressed a few kisses on the valley of your breasts, sucking on the skin and leaving marks. “Give yourself to me, y/n.”

Just like that, your whole body crumbled, your thighs shaking as your orgasm washed over you, your mouth letting out a mix of incoherencies along with your boyfriend’s name. A few thrusts later, Seungyoun came as well, the feeling of his sperm filling you making you complain from oversensitivity while he made sure to completely empty inside of you. He stayed like that for a while, holding you before peppering you with small kisses and praising against your skin just how good you had been for him, his hands quickly untying yours. When he got soft, he pulled out, hiding a giggle at the complete mess he had caused before looking for some wipes to clean you and himself a little.

When you composed yourself, you fixed your clothes, still feeling a bit uncomfortable with each movement you made since you could feel some of “Seungyoun” inside of you. Everything seemed to be in order, except for your ripped stockings for the which ones your boyfriend apologized under the promise of buying you even better ones, and while you were trying to comb your hair with your fingers, the criminal got closer, helping you put on your coat before hugging you.

“Do you feel more relaxed now?”

He laughed at your sarcastic question. “Yes, very.” Seungyoun pulled away, holding your face in his hands. “Thank you, really. Wasn’t quite expecting that ending but… It was amazing. You really are a good girl.”

Your whole face got red at the sudden compliment, slapping his arm before you grabbed your purse and got out of the office, still waiting for him outside of it. Carefully, you studied the surroundings, but no one seemed to be at the building, so maybe the shadow you had seen before was just a product of your imagination… or so you hoped.

As you got down on the elevator with Seungyoun tightly holding your hands and discussing where you should go to have dinner, you were greeted with an overall familiar face. The guy that had welcomed you earlier that day, and something told you that the blush on his cheeks wasn’t caused merely because of the incident during your presentation.

“Ah, Hangyul, you are still here?” Seungyoun’s tone was extremely casual, your eyes getting bigger as you realized that they must have been more than just co-workers. “Thought you would have gone out with Miss Lee to celebrate.”

The other man wouldn’t look at you in the eye and furtively avoiding your boyfriend’s stare. “Yeah, I just thought it would be more interesting to stay around here and… do some work…”

It was just for a fraction of a second, but you got to see the rampaging boner that the younger had, although he was desperately trying to cover it with his briefcase. Seungyoun must have noticed, because in a second he was standing in front of you, hiding you from his friend.

“I see. Was it interesting enough?” You suppose the other must have nodded due to the elder’s laugh. “Well done today, hope we can work together on some other opportunity. We will be leaving first, make sure to close properly and handle all unfinished business first hand.”

Immediately after you two left the building, Seungyoun exploded in laughter, making you feel even more embarrassed than before as you reprimanded him for making fun of the poor guy.

“That was too much, Youn! You crossed a line!”

His laughing fit started to calm, sliding an arm behind your back as you started walking to your car. “I was just imitating you, my love.”

The only sound that was heard was the echo of Seungyoun’s whine after you flicked his forehead. Despite his bad puns and silly attitude, he was still the man you had fallen for. A man that was “too much” for anyone, but not for you.

this has no business being so fucking long and I don’t know why I added Gyul at the ending but it just seemed fun and I want to cry so much because writing this made me incredibly horny bye

~Nani

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Suffering Success (F)

Genre: Fluff

WC: 1918

Muse Seungyeon of Uniq

TW: Financial problems? 

A/N: I’ve had this idea for a while now. Its kinda based off a true story? Like the luck of the friendship has happened and I just thought it was a good story, but I turned it into a one shot. 

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Suffering Success

It was the only way that he could achieve his dream. The only way he would ever succeed is if I suffered. He didn’t need to know about it. As long as he was happy and achieving things, I’m okay with living my life how it is now.

He gets to travel the world and meet people with fans gushing over him. Whilst people look at me with pity as I roam the streets, looking for jobs to sustain my survival. He was living the life he deserves. All because I gave up my dream for him.  

It was the day before my birthday. I was meeting up with him tomorrow. The cherry blossoms had just bloomed a few weeks ago. Parks were littered with flower petals, couples having picnics, and small children running around. I was on shift, wiping down the tables, cleaning up after the customers who had left. The bell at the front of the shop rang. I looked up at the person who had entered.

“Customer!” I yelled, proceeding to a particularly dirty booth that had spilt chocolate milk all over it. I heard one of my co-workers place the order, and trying to make the customer as comfortable as they can by starting a small conversation with them.

It was near closing, so there weren’t many customers. It was mainly people who wanted something warm to hold, or who were about to take off to work the night shift. I hauled the heavy bin of dirty dishes to the back and started washing them. I only had another half hour before my shift was over.

“(Y/N), can you finish off the night for me? I’ve got some things to do tonight.” My co-worker asked.

“Yea, I got it.” I dried off my hands and she throws me the keys to lock up. I caught them with great difficulty.

I closed up the cafe about an hour later. The grocery store closed in an hour, and I still had to get some food to eat. I ran to the grocery store, and barely made it with only fifteen minutes to spare. I grabbed some instant noodles, and walked over to the register.

“Is that all for you?” The boy at the checkout asked me. I nodded, not making eye contact, and handed my card. He took it from me and swiped it. “Uh, excuse me? Your card declined.” My eyes widened.

“P-please, try again.” I said in a soft voice.

‘This can’t happen again.’ I thought to myself. He swiped it, again, and again.

“I’m sorry, it doesn’t seem to go through. Do you have any other form of payment?” He asked. I let out a breath that I had been holding, and took out some crumpled bills from my wallet. He processed my money and gave me my exact change before handing me my bags.

I quickly walked out the store and to my apartment. I opened the door and turned on the lights. I looked at my single room apartment with no feeling. I was use to this. All I needed was a bed, running water, hot and cold, fridge and a microwave. All of this was in one small, square room. I took out the noodles and stacked them on the two foot tall fridge. I wasn’t feeling that hungry, so I just went to go brush my teeth and head to bed early.

‘You get to see him tomorrow.’ I thought to myself. ‘It’s the few times a year. Be happy, for tomorrow, for him.” I sighed, and closed my eyes.

~~~

I woke up to my phone buzzing like no tomorrow. I groaned and looked at the caller ID.

‘Seungyeon,’ I thought before quickly answering.

“Hello?”

“Hey, (Y/N), get ready for today! I made sure you have today off! Although, I’m not too sure though, as the place I called said they were a cafe…” I froze. “Anyways, can you give me the address to your place so I can pick you up?”

“Ah, no, no it’s okay. I’ll just meet you there, where are we going?”

“Uh, how about the park in front of that cafe then? I’ll meet you there, then we can go to what I wanna do.” He laughed.

“Alright, I-I’ll see you there then.”

“I’ll see in an hour then, bye.”

“Bye.”

I let out a breath, after I ended the call.

‘That was extremely close.’ I layed back in bed. Then realizing what happened, I quickly shot up and ran to the shower, almost tripping. After my shower, I dried my hair the best I can with the towel and went to the stack of clothes I never bothered to by some kind of storage for. ‘Where is it..?’ I thought to myself. Then, I finally pulled out the same clothes I always wore when I hung out with him now-a-days. ‘One day, I’ll be able to buy something else.’ I quickly got dressed, brushed my hair, and went out the door. It wasn’t a far walk from where he wanted to meet. It was right in front of the cafe I worked. I got there with twenty minutes before I was suppose to meet him.

“Hey! (Y/N)!” I heard him call out.

“Seungyeon?” I questioned as I turned around. He waved at me with the dorkiest grin on his face.

“Hey it seems like forever, how are you?” He engulfed me in a hug.

“I’m fine, how about you? You’re traveling the world and meeting new people all the time.” I laughed.

“Ah, it’s not that great.” He rubbed the back of the neck.

“Oh come on, you’re living the life that everyone dreams of.”

“We’re not that big. We only come back once a year.” He laughed. “You know, every time I see you, you’re wearing this? I was going through some pictures yesterday and recently, all the pictures are of you wearing the same clothes.”

“It’s probably just a coincidence.” I tried to ease off the topic.

“Anyways, let’s go. We have a whole day in front of us.” He threw his arm around me and we made our way.

~~~

The whole day consisted of us just rekindling our friendship that had been ignored for the last few months.

“That was a fun night.” I smiled at him.

“Yea, who knew that you could chug three bottles of water in 20 seconds?” He laughed. “Hey, it’s getting late. I should take you home.” He says as he checked his phone for the time.

“No!” He looked at me.”I mean, why go through all that trouble when your dorm is right here.” I told him.

“I just want you to get home safe. I don’t want anything bad happening to you.” His eyes softened with concern.

“I’ll be fine. I’ll see you soon Seungyeon.” I hugged him and went off my own way.

-Seungyeon-

I followed (Y/N) home that night just to make sure they were safe by the time they got home. They made a few turns and then I realized we were back near the dorm. Then, they went the opposite way that they had originally went.

After an hour of walking, we reached the not as nicer area of town. I quickly became worried.

‘What is (Y/N) doing here??” I questioned. They entered an apartment complex and I followed. I saw them go up the stairs and take out their keys before entering. ��Do they live here?’ I asked myself. I texted them asked if they made it home. They said yes. I looked at the door in question, before heading home.

~~~

-(Y/N)-

“Hey, (Y/N) there’s someone at table who requested you.” My coworker informed me. I nodded, drying my hands on a towel before heading out. I stopped in my tracks when I saw him.

“S-Seungyeon? W-what are you doing here?” I asked him, trying to act like I haven’t lied to him about my job and frankly everything about me since I dropped out of the trainee program.

“The real question is, what are you doing here? Why aren’t you at that company you work for, huh?” He casually asked, taking a sip of his drink.

“I- uh…” I stuttered, not being able to come up with any reasonable explanation. He put his drink down on the table and stood up.

“Why did you lie to me?” He asked. I froze.

“Wh-what?”

“Why did you lie to me that you were fine off all by yourself? Why didn’t you tell me that you were in such a crisis?! We’re suppose to be best friends. Why didn’t you tell me any of this?”

“Look, Seungyeon, not here. I go on break in half an hour. I’ll tell you then if you’re willing to hear what I have to say.” I said in a low voice. He let out a huff.

“Fine, you better be back, or I’m not gonna attend to my schedules till I see you.” He sat down. I quickly turned on my heel and walked back to the kitchen.

~~~

“Now, tell me what’s going on.” He pleaded as we sat down on the bench.

“Have you ever noticed that there’s a pattern with us?” He cocked his head at me in confusion. “Like, whenever one of us succeeds, the other fails in something. Like, whenever you got a perfect score on a test back in school, I would always be close to failing. Whenever you won anything, I lost. It was the same pattern over, and over, and over again. I realized it back in middle school. I would purposely not study for some tests because I wanted you to get a good grade. I thought that this would go away eventually, but then it never did. When we both became trainees, I thought that maybe we both could succeed in something together. It didn’t turn out like that. You were getting better throughout your training and you worked hard. However, I could not improve no matter how hard I worked. Remember that day you hurt your ankle?” HE nodded. “That was also the day that I was given the opportunity to do a solo performance for the CEO. After I heard of your accident, I couldn’t accept that I would be getting some spotlight if you were in pain. So, I quit training. It was a tough decision for me, but since you were oblivious to it, it had to be done. After that, things really went up for you. You were placed in Uniq, you debuted, and now you’re traveling the world.” I was starting to get teary from my little speech.

“Yea, but you could have told me how hard it was for you to survive. I would’ve helped. You’re suffering because of me. You could’ve at least told me everything.” He grabbed my hand and looked at me in the eyes.

“I didn’t want to look like a leech. I’ve been able to support myself for the past year. Though I’ve had some card declines.” I looked down.

“Hey, you’ll never be a leach to me. I’d always be happy to help you, no matter how bad your suffering, and how I’m succeeding.” He engulfed me in a hug.

For the past few years I’ve felt alone. I struggled to live. Now, I’ve found a light. This is the end of my suffering, and the beginning of my success.

[writerkimmieahyoungieyurawr]

Masterlist!

In:verse:

Follow the MC, Ray as he gets transported to another world and discovers his role in this new world as he rebuilds his harem of girls from his own world!

CH1: Pranks CH2: Discovery CH3: Jennie CH4: Jennie’s Submissiom CH5: Jennie’s Performance CH6: Jennie joins you CH7: A different Kind of Breakfast CH8: Entering In:Verse CH9: Revelations CH10: Explanations CH11: Forest Grinding

Lounge Solst:Ice:

Lounge Solst:ice will be the one-shots/Side stories that occur within the In:verse universe.

Momo’s Teasing GL:tched Des:res

Random one-shots:

The office lady works as a secretary for a rich boss (Karina) The Failed Plan (Sua X Seungyeon) Sex Education (Ft. Hyosung)

My AFF

[jkstompers]

welcome home, princess | jjk

pairing: jeon jungkook x female reader

summary: the kingdom of raemor welcomes their princess home.

genre: fluff, childhood best friends, modern royalty!au, prince!jk, princess!oc, jk has a crush <3, oc has one too, lots of plot, something is brewing…..

warnings: sexual tension, explicit language, mentions of drinking/alcohol, subtle touches and hinting at sexual (and romantic!!!!!!) attraction between oc and jk <3

word count: 9.3k

author’s note: hello everyone ! i am BACK with a royal au! ꒰◍ˊꈊˋ◍꒱ i’ve been watching a lot of reign and the crown… too many period pieces. so i just had to write something with prince jungkook bc i kept imagining him being this obnoxiously sweet guy wanting to waltz with you everywhere ♡ i hope you enjoy!! i hope to turn this into a series so pls lmk what u think! also if u see a typo… shhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! no u didn’t ♡ =͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪ ‧̣̥̇)

no one believed you when you told them you were a princess.

albeit, you do say it in the weirdest situations. passing moments with strangers in coffee shops and when you’re checking your groceries out. usually, you never saw the person again. this time you decided to tell your best friends in the middle of a club, because jimin suggested truth or shot. and you, being self aware that alcohol and your brain do not mix, told them that you were the daughter of a king. therefore, making you a princess.

they laughed it off at first. until they realized that you weren’t laughing.

“oh, you’re serious?” seungyeon quips. her eyebrows raised along the shot glass in her hand. the vodka almost spilling out when she pulls it back. “how?”

“it’s kind of a long story.” you scratch the back of your neck. you then proceed to tell them your entire life story. how you were born into the raemor monarchy with your father being the king and your mother being the queen, which leaves you to be the crown princess. then about how you wanted to spend time outside of the kingdom and not be shut off in raemor for the rest of your life. you know, literally everything.

you’re not exactly supposed to tell anyone. part of you feels like you’ve majorly fucked up, but the other half doesn’t really care. nothing happened the last few times. what’s the worst that could happen?

you were very, very, very, naive.

there were newspapers, articles, tweets, and posts about how the princess of raemor is not actually in raemor. they didn’t exactly know where you were, there were tips that you were in los angeles, new york, seoul, tokyo, basically every major city in the world. you came to a conclusion that someone at the club overheard the conversation you were having with jimin and seungyeon; then the media mixed up the locations, all of them unaware where you actually were, but they just knew that you weren’t where you were supposed to be.

soon enough, you woke up to your phone ringing with a contact that was all too familiar but so rare at the same time. “dad?”

“princess,” he replies. you can’t tell if he’s angry. his tone is calm, but you bet he wants to tell you off.

he sent you off, allowing you to explore and live because he wanted you to be happy. on your sixteenth birthday, your father asked what you wanted as your gift. you said something along the lines of get out of here and experience the real world. you were an angsty teen, you’ll admit it. nevertheless, he listened and allowed you to.

royalty isn’t like how it was back then, when you had to stay trapped in a castle twenty-four seven. your parents would probably like that more than you being thousands of miles away from them, but they still wanted you to be content. so they let you; sending you off with a trusted advisor, an apartment, and an allowance that would keep you fed for years and years.

there was only one rule: don’t tell anyone you’re a princess. specifically, don’t tell them the kingdom you’re from.

your father was already paranoid to start off. power hungry kingdoms could and would do anything to get their hands on the crown princess of raemor; one of the top three most powerful kingdoms in the world.

no one knows what you truly look like, so they wouldn’t be able to spot you even if they happened to be where you were. there was a rule that princesses need to cover their faces with a veil at every public event until they were eighteen. it was set by your great grandmother, the queen; she hated seeing her nieces and granddaughters fight off the stares of creepy men, so she protected them while the king would keep the men in line.

knowing that the public has never seen how you really look, he felt a sense of relief. still, sending his only daughter off worried him terribly, but he loves you so much, he’d do anything for you to be happy. he’d also do anything for you to be safe. so you were told to hide the fact that you were royalty, at all costs.

“did i mess up?” you groan, rubbing your hand over your face.

“i’m afraid so, sweetheart.” he laughs a little, easing the tension you feel in your chest. “blue will come by to pick you up and help you pack your things, you must come back to raemor immediately.”

it’s been a while, five years to be specific, that you’ve been away from home. you’re excited to see everyone, you always wonder how everyone is; your parents, your friends, jungkook. but the other part of you knows you’re gonna miss the city, your friends here, and everything you’ve got to experience that you didn’t have the chance to in raemor. there is still a yearning in your heart to go home; after all, home is where the heart is.

the first person you thought of was jungkook. your best friend since you could remember. you think about him often, if not everyday.

you wonder how he’s doing. the prettiest prince in all of the kingdoms. no, seriously. the christmas festival before you left, they held a ‘most handsome prince’ competition. you remember teasing jungkook about how his mom entered him in the competition without him knowing, and how he ended up winning. he got a specially engraved sword with his family name on it and then some other things, he didn’t get to show you them because you left right after the festival ended.

he’s probably prettier now. if he was declared the most handsome prince of all the kingdoms when he was seventeen, then you’re kind of terrified to see how he’s grown. he’s probably breath-taking. stunning everyone when he walks into a room. he’d always been that way in your eyes. it wasn’t just because of his looks, but his presence. his personality and aura, it demands attention. even when he’s not trying, he’s the best at everything.

you found yourself both falling in love with him and partially hating him because of it. mostly because there is no other guy like jungkook. you can still attest to that now. it’s annoying sometimes. you’ve met hundreds, probably thousands of people by now and yet, none of them shine as bright as he does.

“___?” jimin groans. the sunlight blares through the window and is pointed directly at his face. he holds his hand over his face to cover the bright light when he asks, “why are you packing?”

“i fucked up,” you admit. you’d started to pack when you got off the phone with your dad. the clothes you folded neatly pack into your luggages. seungyeon wakes up too, the noises make her slowly open her eyes. “i gotta go home.”

“huh? where?” both of them ask. sleep still woven into their voices.

“raemor.” you answer.

“are you fucking with us right now? swear to god, i thought you were telling us a bedtime story.” seungyeon groans. jimin is sitting up fully now, watching as you lift your luggages onto their wheels and pull up the handles.

“i wish i was— my bodyguard is picking me up soon.” you tell them, showing him the texts between you and blue.

“well, fuck— bitch, give me a hug.” seungyeon lifts herself off the couch when she realizes the severity of the situation. you had the most serious expression on your face, they’ve never seen you like this before. she gives you a hug, swaying the two of you around for a little bit. jimin joins in on the hug, reality washing over him, making him realize that his best friend for the past five years, is leaving.

you’d met jimin when you moved into your old apartment, he was your neighbor actually. he was always super nice. back then, you didn’t really know how to make friends outside of raemor. in the kingdom, your friends were people that your parents raised you up around. it’s hard to explain, to keep it short, their friends gave birth to children, and those kids ended up being your friends. you didn’t really need to try to make friends, you just happened to have people around you.

so one day, you knocked on jimin’s door with your supervisor, venus. a shy smile on your face when you offered the cookies the two of you just baked to him and his family, “i’m new in town, do you wanna be friends?”

the rest was history.

after your eighteenth birthday, venus left you to fend for yourself in the real world. your eighteenth marks your official adult era; therefore, you didn’t need a supervisor anymore. the kingdom acts as though when you turn eighteen, you automatically know how to be an adult. venus expected you to know everything; how to do taxes, get a job, go to school, juggle your responsibilities easily. but it was so obvious that you weren’t ready for all of that.

this is when seungyeon comes into the picture, meeting you in chemistry class and telling you that she thinks you’re pretty. fast forward, seungyeon would teach you how to drive and how to take care of yourself in ways jimin couldn’t help.

over time, you lived and you learned, with jimin and seungyeon by your side the whole way through.

you can’t help but feel your heart tug and beg to stay here. there was so much you were leaving, but at the same time, there was so much you were coming back to as well.

“are you coming back?” jimin asks when you pull away from the hug. all you could do was shrug. you had no idea what was next after this, whether your father would let you stay, go back, let you visit; you didn’t know.

“i’m not sure,” you shrugged again. “i compromised my identity— if anything i could visit, but probably not until a couple of months pass or maybe a year.”

“huh?! how are we gonna live without you?” seungyeon cries. jimin agrees. the three of you have grown quite close to each other. the highs and the lows, the three of you were together, no matter what. it hurts, having to leave them like this, so abruptly. but it was your fault for being so reckless.

“i’ll facetime and stuff, we could be pen pals or something!” you pinch their cheeks, trying to make light of the situation. assuring them that you could still talk and keep in contact with them. it makes them feel a lot better. the fear that they would lose you forever no longer hanging over their heads.

a knock on the door startles the three of you. when you peek through the peephole, a familiar face stands just behind the door. blue!

his real name was namjoon, he goes by blue for his own protection. the door swings open and you give him a big hug. you haven’t seen him in so long, the last time being when you said bye to him entering your old apartment. you missed him. strict rules and all. you knew namjoon always meant well. he cared for you deeply, just like you do him. he’s family, and you’re happy to see him.

“blue, come in first!” you pull him in by his hands, making him stumble into your apartment. “these are my friends, jimin and seungyeon.”

he smiles at them, “nice to meet you guys, thanks for being by ___’s side.” a very short conversation follows where jimin and seungyeon talk about how troublesome you’ve been. laughs are shared amongst all of you. then, all three of them are helping you bring your luggages to the cart namjoon brought. “can’t believe you blew your cover,” he shakes his head.

you pout, “you didn’t miss me? wasn’t five years long?”

he rolls his eyes, “of course i missed you— we all did, but this isn’t exactly how we envisioned your return.”

“right,” you sigh, shoving the rest of your essentials in your bag. you turn to your friends and watch as they begin to pack their things too, readying themselves to go home. “do you guys wanna come to the airport with me?”

“princess, we’re taking the private jet on the royal runway, it’s registered guests only.” blue warns you, your face falling fast. “my apologies, princess.”

“it’s okay.” you pat him on his shoulder, turning to your friends. “just kidding— i’m sorry, guys.”

they both shake their heads, silently saying that it was no problem, and pull you into another group hug. “we’ll miss you,” seungyeon speaks. she rubs your back before she pulls away to ask, “are you serious about not coming back?”

“i’ll let you guys know when i know for sure,” you assure them, holding one hand of theirs in each of yours. “thank you guys, for everything, i mean it.”

“stop it— you’re gonna make me cry.” jimin rolls his eyes up towards the ceiling to prevent the tears that welled up in his eyes from falling. it doesn’t do him any justice, they fall like raindrops.

namjoon stands by as the three of you hug it out. once all the tears were let out, the four of you made sure all the lights were off and all the electronics were unplugged before you exited the apartment. namjoon told you that someone would come and clean the place up for you in about a week or so; your father was going to let you keep the place, just in case you’d come back.

you make it to the car parked in front of the apartment building. namjoon takes your luggage and places them in the trunk, giving you some extra time with your friends to say a final goodbye. you give both of them a hug, squeezing them extra tight. “i love you guys.”

“we love you too.” they both say at the same time.

namjoon makes his way from the trunk of the car to the backseat, opening the door for you and waiting for you to step in. “bye, guys!” you wave to them as you take your seat in the car. namjoon joins you soon after, sitting in the back with you. they wave back.

they stay until the driver pulls away and you can’t see them anymore. a bittersweet parting that reminds you of one that you did five years ago; to someone you’re on the way to see right now. you let out a big sigh, slumping in your chair. “how have you been, princess?” namjoon asks.

“i’ve been amazing, blue, and you?” you smiled.

“i’ve been okay myself, your father is planning to raise my position soon.” he informs you. you couldn’t be happier. you tell him how proud and happy you are for him. a silence falls between the two of you again. “so, did you get into any trouble while i wasn’t with you?”

you let out a little laugh, “you wouldn’t believe the things i’ve experienced, blue, you and my parents would go crazy.”

his eyes went wide for a second, “okay— maybe don’t tell me, so i won’t have to do another lengthy report.” the two of you laugh. the familiar energy makes it easier for you to be calm about the situation instead of being super upset. if your father sent another body guard, one you didn’t grow up with, you’d probably be taking this entire thing a little harder.

the rest of the car ride went by fast, mostly because you fell asleep while namjoon was reporting to your father. the royal runway held a private jet and security just for you. the driver parks the car and namjoon makes his way to take your luggage out of the trunk. the other security guards help you out of the car, bowing to you first and then taking your hand to lead you to the stairs of the plane. that was one of the things you didn’t miss about being a royal, all the niceties and etiquette that came along with it. if you were being honest, you probably forgot half of the things you were taught. especially the ones for dinner, you completely forgot how to place your fork and knife when you were done with the meal. you wonder if your family will be accepting of the fact that you didn’t retain the information well.

it wasn’t long before namjoon joined you in the jet and told the pilot that everything was good to go. soon after, the plane took off. in fifteen hours time, you’ll be back in raemor.

it was a long plane ride. nothing much to do other than watch movies, listen to music, or sleep. so you sit up straight in your seat, turning to namjoon and asking, “is there any gossip from raemor that i missed?”

he gives you a little smile before he nods. the two of you used to chit chat and gossip all the time. being together for days at a time, the two of you passed time by informing yourselves of the drama and stories that float around the kingdom.

namjoon tells you things that surprise you and also confirm your suspicions. like how chaeyoung, the daughter of the earl of ishaven is due to marry to chani, the son of the duke of kiwen. they were always cute together. not to mention, she was also your childhood best friend (both her and jungkook.) you’d find any chance you could to get them to hang out with each other, and now here they are: getting married.

“anything about jungkook?” you asked. always nosy when it comes to him. you just wanted to know if he was doing alright. when you had the time, you would look on social media and check if any articles were being written about him. you never found anything spicy, just him being in all of the top ten lists of the most handsome and eligible bachelors.

“i knew you’d ask,” namjoon snickered. “there isn’t much, other than the fact that his parents are looking to get him married soon.”

the news shouldn’t shock you, it would make sense. marriage when you’re young (early twenties at least) is common in the kingdom. it makes it look better for pictures and longevity in the history books. (eg. your parents were wed when they were twenty one, it’s been almost twenty five years since then.)

you hate the thought of it. or perhaps, you hate the thought that the one he‘ll wed won’t be you. so you furrow your eyebrows, asking namjoon, “what? isn’t he too young?” even though you already know the answer.

“he’s the perfect age to get married in the kingdom,” he states matter-of-factly. “and you are too, your parents are probably gonna push it on you too when you get back.”

“i doubt it,” you scoff. “i do not want to get married so soon.”

“it’s not up to us though, right?” namjoon shrugs.

he was right. regrettably so.

you are the textbook definition of privileged. everything and anything bends at your will. you never took advantage of that, but you’re aware of it. the one thing you don’t have control over, is who you get to marry. only your parents have that power. they do take suggestions, ask you who you’d like but in the end; they choose. they want to make sure you’re marrying a good leader, someone that would help make the nation stronger. so that the two of you could have a great rule. this is the one thing that they haven’t been very progressive about.

they’ve changed a lot of things over the years; banning consummations, no longer needing to check if the woman was a virgin before marriage (because it really did not matter, if the men were allowed to sleep around before they settled down, why couldn’t the women?) and etc. it just isn’t as strict as it used to be, but arranged marriages are the only way to keep the power within the kingdom and the families. so the parents seem to keep it dear to their hearts.

namjoon is also subject to this rule. though he is a ‘just a bodyguard’, he is a well received one. that gives you power in itself. if you have the king’s blessing, you could be granted a title. with your father’s plan to move his position up, things may be going that way for namjoon. your father loves him, he would talk to you about him on phone calls when you were away. tells you that even after you left, namjoon was always proactive about the security of the kingdom, suggesting this and that, and consequently, making everyone else in the kingdom feel very safe. your father even regards him as a knight sometimes, a title that’s been retired for fifty years now.

it makes you happy that namjoon is being appreciated this way. but at the same time, you know he doesn’t want an arranged marriage. he wants to love someone on his own, to grow with them, and marry them on his own time.

you hope that he’d be allowed that, having spent his entire life protecting everyone around him; maybe your father would allow it, for him to live a life that he chooses.

thinking about it all tires you out, a yawn escapes your mouth. namjoon takes this as a sign to turn the lights off in the cabin, letting you get some rest on your way home.

namjoon wakes you up a few minutes before you land, offering a meal to fill your stomach before you touched down. soup and rice. apparently, your mother intruders him to give it to you. she said that it’ll help with the plane fatigue. the thought of your mom ushering a tupperware of soup and rice into namjoon’s arms before he left the kingdom makes you laugh. you ate it well, and before you knew it, the plane was landing on raemor’s runway.

it was technically in the backyard of your house, but your backyard was huge. it seemingly went on for miles. you were rich after all. through the window you could see your parents and others waiting for you. among the others was jungkook and his family. you could feel your heart skip a beat.

the plane comes to a stop and namjoon gives you a reassuring look, “ready?”

you nod, “as ready as i’ll ever be.” he holds his hand out for you to take and you follow his lead to the stairs of the plane.

“welcome home, baby!” your mother approaches you first, giving you a tight hug and multiple kisses on your face. “my god— you’ve grown so tall, and you’re still as beautiful as i remember.” she’s missed you a bunch. she’s just happy you’re back.

“i missed you, mama.” you give her a kiss on the cheek. she lets you go to hand you over to your father, who’s waiting with his arms open. “i missed you too, papa.” your head lying against his chest as he hugs you and sways you around.

“we’re happy you’re safe.” he gives you a kiss atop your head before letting you go.

now you stand there, a bit unaware of what to do— stuck, really, when you see jungkook standing in front of you.

he looks a little different now. taller, mature, prettier? if that was even possible.

you’d imagined this meeting for years. ever since you left, you missed him terribly. your dreams were, half of the time, scenarios of him in the city with you. you always wondered if he’d like it in the city; if your favorite coffee shop would fit his taste and if he’d like the way you decorated your apartment. you hope to show him around one day.

“hello, your majesty, it’s nice to finally see you again,” he greets you with a bow. when he rises, those beautiful brown eyes shine towards you. it makes you pause, blatantly staring at him. his hands come around from behind him, holding an extravagant bouquet.

“hi, jungkook.” you smile, a curtsy is given for good measure. you take the flowers from him, another small pause decides to interrupt the flow of things; both of you are unsure and awkward. so you step forward and give him a hug. his hugs are still the same, you still feel so safe, so secure in his arms. “thank you for the flowers.” you tell him when you pull away from the hug, he gives you another little bow and you snicker. “no need to be so proper, it’s just me.” you poke him in the side like you used to, he flinches away and lets out a little laugh. the same laugh that you remember.

small conversations erupt around you. small talk between you and jungkook also ensues before your mother takes your hand and leads you back to the castle. the group follows behind you. when you walk back into the garden through the back archway, a major rush of nostalgia floods through you. your childhood flashing through your eyes as you look around; the pond, the trees, the tables, the flowers. all of it. your breath is caught in your throat.

your mother continues to pull you through the garden, finally making it to the back doors of the palace. she maneuvers through the halls and to your room.

your lady, chungha, takes the flowers away from you to put them in a vase. she tells you that she’ll put them in your room after you’re done changing. you tell her you’ve missed her and that the two of you should catch up soon. she smiles, agreeing. it was a quick conversation because your mother was pulling you along in the halls. you’d forgotten how confusing the castle was.

they’d also given you a new room, the one you asked for all those years ago. this room is about two times bigger than your old one. with pretty, big windows all around, a wrap-around balcony that gives you a beautiful view of the flower beds and jungkook’s palace. “get changed into the dress i set out for you, then come out whenever you want.” your mother instructs and you nod.

she leaves your room to let you get ready. you plop down on the huge bed. the sheets freshly washed, the scent of fresh linen flooding your senses. you exhale, turning on your back and looking to the ceiling. paintings displayed up there, stories that only the artist could tell, to keep your brain busy.

the sound of your phone ringing snaps you out of your stare. jimin’s contact name flashes over the screen, you press the green button hastily. “jimin!”

“what’s up, princess?” he laughs over the line. his voice is a little crunchy over the phone. you suspect it’s just because the signal in your room is terrible. you keep that in the back of your mind, telling yourself to ask your father about it.

“oh, be quiet.” you roll your eyes even though he can’t see you. you rise from your bed to sit at your desk, just in front of your bed.

“how is it there? are you settling in fine?” he asks. you look back at your room, one of your luggages sitting in the corner, waiting to be unpacked, and your closet door slightly ajar.

“it’s okay,” you answer, “everything’s just a little different than i remember— oh! and do you remember that one guy i told you about?”

jimin laughs, you always get side-tracked so easily. “yeah— jungkook, right? your knight in shining armor that you’ve had a crush on ever since you could remember?”

“i did not say that— also jungkook’s not a knight—” you tsk before you hear a knock on your door. “who is it?” you shout, waiting for the person behind the door to answer.

the door slides open a bit to reveal jungkook. he peeps his head in and asks, “are you busy? may i come in?”

you flush. you could feel your ears starting to burn. still, you shake your head, “i’m just talking to a friend, you can come in.”

“who is that?” jimin asks. suddenly, the speaker is all too loud. jungkook steps forward and closes the door behind him, moving to sit on the bench just in front of your bed. “who is it? is it jungkook?”

“oh?” jungkook perks up when he hears his name, “your friend knows me?”

“um— yeah, you’re quite famous.” you make up an excuse fast. “do you wanna talk to him? his name is jimin.”

you stand up and pass the phone over to jungkook who speaks into the microphone. “hello, jimin, i’m jungkook, it’s nice to… meet you?”

“ah— jungkook! wow! it’s nice to meet you too—” he starts, he sounds a little shocked. maybe he didn’t expect to speak to him so soon. “—i’ve heard a lot about you.”

jungkook’s gaze moves to yours, catching the look on your face. like a deer in headlights. “oh? ___ has spoken to you about me?”

“yes! dude, all the time—”

“alright! that’s enough!” you laugh, taking the phone from jungkook’s hands and taking jimin off speaker phone. “me and you are gonna have a very long talk later, yeah? i’ll call you before i go to sleep.”

“yeah, yeah,” you could already see him rolling his eyes playfully. “let me talk to him more later, maybe i can help you score—”

“okay! talk to you later!” you cut him off and hang up abruptly. throwing your phone somewhere on your bed behind jungkook.

he laughs. “my apologies for coming unannounced,” he bows his head.

his hair has gotten longer. there’s a sudden urge to touch the silky strands. but you’re still not sure where the two of you stand now. there’s five years of uncertainty between the two of you. so you just give him a smile when he brings his head back up, “it’s no problem, jungkook, i don’t mind.” you plop down onto your bed, lying on your side, facing him.

“i can’t believe you’re here,” he gushes. “at the runway, it didn’t really hit me that you were really back, but seeing you walk through the palace and— and now!” he laughs, “i— i really missed you.”

your heart constricts. your teeth rot. everything. it’s just all so sweet. “i missed you too, jungkook.” you give him a small smile. “oh! i almost forgot,” you’re sitting up now, criss cross applesauce, recalling jungkook’s missing birthday present. “i got you a present for your eighteenth birthday, but venus said it never got to you?”

“you did?” his eyes widened, “yeah— no, i never got it.”

jungkook is relieved. he didn’t hear a word from you on his eighteenth birthday. he thought you’d forgotten, that you just didn’t have time for him anymore. it was strange, you’d greeted him all the years before and all the years after as well, the only birthday you missed was seemingly the most important one. knowing that you got a gift for him all those years ago… it makes his heart pound in his ears.

“yeah, she told me.” you pouted, “so i just got you a new gift instead, come with me.” you urge him, and he doesn’t hesitate to get up from his seat and trail behind you.

you try to navigate the halls as you used to, using all your power to avoid your mother because you know she’ll scold you about how you’re not wearing the proper attire around guests. she’d already reminded you once to change into a dress when you got to your room.

you’re almost to the front of the house when you spot your father, meaning your mother must be close somewhere. you try to hide behind jungkook until you feel a tap on your shoulder.

you turn to see your mother, a ‘gotcha’ look on her face. “you know what i’m going to say, get changed now, sweetheart.”

slouching your shoulders, you groan. “fine— wait a sec, jungkook, i’ll be right back.”

not too long after, you appear at the end of the hall. walking as fast as you can in constrictions of this dress. it wasn’t anything too much, a long, flowy, cream colored dress, straps that tie at the top of your shoulder with cute little polka dots on it. in the kingdom, this is what you would call ‘a lazy look.’

“ah— see! you’re stunning, darling,” your mother smiles. “isn’t she so beautiful, jungkook?”

he’s almost stunned. he’d thought the attraction would go down since the two of you had been away from each other for so long, but it seems to have made it even stronger. he can’t seem to take his eyes off of you. “yes, your highness,” he answers to your mom, “very.”

you step in front of them just after jungkook finishes talking to your mom, sending them suspicious looks. “what were you two talking about?”

“nothing, darling,” she teases. “are you both off somewhere?”

“oh— i’m just giving jungkook his gifts, we’re not going anywhere.” you explain but you see jungkook shift beside you.

“uh, actually—” jungkook speaks up, “your majesty, is it alright if i bring princess ___ to my palace? i would like to introduce her to my friends.”

your mother smiles, “of course, jungkook, just be back in time for dinner, alright? it’ll be in an hour or so.” he nods and bows his head.

apparently there was a dinner set in motion when the court found out you were coming home. no wonder everyone was rushing around when you first stepped in. your mother tells you that it’s a ‘welcome home’ banquet, and that you don’t need to worry about talking to anyone. she must have picked up on your change in energy when she mentioned the party. she leaves down the hall soon after, and both you and jungkook walk towards the car that was still unpacking your things.

you ask for the big, wrapped box that’s snug against the wall of the car, and the guard passes it to you. jungkook wastes no time and takes the box from you, placing it in the back of a carriage that he had waiting for you. “a horse-drawn carriage? really?” you laughed.

“what’s wrong with it?” he smiles. getting up first, straightening the seats out and making sure they were clean before he held his hand out for you to join him. “it’s a special ride for a special girl who’s finally back home.”

there were too many butterflies in your stomach. prince charming, he very much was. you roll your eyes playfully before stepping in and sitting down.

the ride is fulfilling. travelling through familiar towns and places that you know by heart. raemor is beautiful, it’s known as the kingdom of flowers. having the healthiest soil that almost any plant (especially flowers) can thrive in. sometimes you can’t believe you were granted the chance to live this life, that you have the privilege to enjoy the luxuries you have. you turn your head, glancing jungkook’s way. he too, is gazing at the familiar landscapes. a feeling of nostalgia washes over you.

before you knew it, the carriage was slowing down and entering the driveway of jungkook’s palace. if you say that you don’t gawk at it every time you visit, it’d be a lie. jungkook’s family had one of the prettiest palaces in all of raemor. tall, strong foundation that was littered with pretty flowers and gold fixtures. the inside was just as beautiful as well. paintings on the ceiling, arched doorways, endless halls of art and history. it had it all. maybe you were just biased; you did help them decorate a few parts of the palace.

jungkook told you during the carriage ride that his friends were somewhere in the palace. the two of you walk through the castle, maneuvering through halls and doorways to find them. when you hear the sound of voices overlapping, you feel your breath get caught in your throat. your stomach suddenly sinks.

somehow, you just realized that you hadn’t really met anyone outside of your family and close circle yet. you were terrified of what everyone else would think of you. there were many people that were incredibly negative about your trip away from raemor. there was a certain expectation for you when it came to the kingdom. you were the daughter of the king. you had to be perfect. there was no way for you to escape that. almost like you were bracing yourself, you gently grasp jungkook’s arm, trying to calm yourself down.

he turns at your touch, sensing your hesitance. “everything alright, princess?”

you try to give him a smile, but it comes off as a tight lipped nod. “i think it’s just plane fatigue or something— jet lag or whatever.” you laugh it off.

he places his hand over yours. “we don’t have to meet them right now— they’ll be at the dinner tonight.” he assures, “we can just sneak into my room, if you want?”

“sure,” you nod, “yeah— please.”

with your hand in his, jungkook leads you to his room. his new room, he also moved to a bigger room for his eighteenth birthday. it was huge. you see that they’ve allowed him to decorate it himself; adorned with modern fixtures along with some classic touches that seem so him. “how cool…” you think out loud.

“thanks,” he replies. a proud smile on his face. “make yourself at home, princess.” you move to sit at the chair of his desk. sitting straight and with almost perfect posture after placing the gift on his bed. he turns to you and lets out a little giggle when he sees the way you’re sitting. “you can sit here with me,” he suggests, before immediately backpedalling and adding, “if you want to, of course.”

how could you decline such an offer? so you stand and make your way to his bed. you look to him for reassurance before climbing on and he nods, another sign that it’s totally fine. you take your shoes off and pull yourself onto his bed, sitting on your knees as you urge him to open the present. “i think you’ll like it, it’ll go well with your big tv.” you point to the flatscreen that’s just in front of his bed.

“really?” he raises his eyebrows. carefully untying the bow and tearing at the wrapping paper, which he commented on, telling you it was a pretty choice. he opens the box to see another box in it, a stack of clothes, and an envelope.

he moves to pick up the letter first. you stop him quickly, placing your hand on top of his. “read this later, please, when i’m not in front of you.”

he smiles, “very well, princess.” picking up the stack of clothes inside, it was just a bunch of comfy clothes. jungkook always talks about how royal garb is uncomfortable and how he wishes that he had more comfy home clothes. so you kept that in mind when looking for his new gift. an array of sweats, sweaters, and jackets for him to wear on the daily to keep him comfortable. “you’ve been away for five years and you still know me better than anyone else.”

you roll your eyes despite the butterflies in your stomach acting up again. “only because i remember how you always complained about how your clothes were itchy.”

he gives you another smile, a sweet one that might keep you up tonight. you wonder if he would smile like that in between kisses. the thought makes you blush. “open this one now,” you urge, brushing the thoughts of kissing him aside and pointing to the other box.

inside the bigger box, was another box that was wrapped in more paper, which he took off to reveal a ps5. “no way! i was thinking about getting this the other day!” jungkook gushes.

“really? i saw it and thought of you.” you smiled.

“you’re the best, ___.” he sets the box down on his bed to give you a hug. a long one at that.

instinctively, you move a little closer, closing the gap between you both drastically. your chest pressed up against his and he pulls you even closer. “i missed you so much,” he admits. a whisper that catches you off guard.

“me— me too, jungkook.” you reciprocate the comment. there was tension. you felt it immensely. you’re not sure if jungkook could feel it too, but with how hard your heart is beating, you’re sure he can at least feel that.

he pulls away but still lingers close, his face far enough, but still too close for comfort. “i have a gift for you too, but compared to your gift, it’s almost silly.”

“oh, don’t be stupid,” you shake your head and laugh, trying to ease the tension of almost kissing your best friend. “i’ll love any gift from you.”

he scrunches his nose, “we’ll see about that.” he laughs before getting up from his spot and moving to his closet. he rustles around for a minute or so before coming back with a prettily wrapped box. you open it to reveal another box, and a letter.

opening the other box, you see that it’s a necklace, a beautiful necklace at that. jungkook told you to read the letter later, like how you did to him earlier. “i was supposed to get you eighteen different gifts, but when i found out i wasn’t going to be able to ship them to you, i decided to just get you one gift that was more meaningful and wait to give it to you myself.”

“it’s beautiful, jungkook, i adore it.” you hold it in your hands and admire the bright jewels and the dainty chains. it was gorgeous, your style entirely. there were small diamonds embedded in the chain, dangling chain pieces with gems that were a little bigger attached to the bottom. it was perfect.

“you do?” he smiles, looking at you through the mirror. “it’s custom made, from jewels from both your family’s vault and mine.”

you gasp, “they let you do that?”

he nods, “anything for you.”

there’s a brief silence between you both. he lets you admire it in the quiet, waiting for you to say something before he gushes about how excited he was to get this for you because he knows you’d look so beautiful in it.

“can you help me put it on?” you ask, holding the necklace up to him. a smile on your face that is unsuspecting of any of the thoughts running through jungkook’s mind right now. you’re just so pretty, and he can’t believe you’re here right now. after dreaming of meeting you again, there are too many thoughts running through his mind.

his eyes flicker down to your exposed collarbones, he just realized how you’ve matured, how your body has matured. suddenly, his face feels too hot. he shakes the thoughts out of his head. gulping, he swallows the temptation. “sure,” nodding as he takes the piece from your hands. “let’s go in front of the mirror,” he suggests, leading you to his huge body length mirror near his desk.

you stand in front of him, holding your hair up as he places the necklace over your throat. you could feel yourself holding your breath, scared that he’ll realize how the thought of him putting a necklace on you is turning you on. it sounds so simple, helping someone put a necklace on. but there’s intimacy tied in the small touches and the brief glances to one another.

the clasp is secured and you let your hair down. jungkook fixes it, bringing all of your hair behind your shoulders and behind your ears. the necklace beautifully laid against your neck and chest. “it’s gorgeous, jungkook,” you smile.

“really? you’re not just saying that, right?” he asks, looking at you and making eye contact through the mirror. you nod, your eyes flickering between his gaze and the piece of jewelry on your neck.

“of course not,” you roll your eyes playfully. “you’ve got great taste.” you compliment, staring at the necklace once more.

jungkook bites his lip before he steps a little closer. thinking over what he’s about to do. fuck it, he tells himself. bringing an arm around you as if he were going to hug you, instead, he points to your necklace. “well— these tiny diamonds here,” he gently taps the jewels embedded in the chain and comes close to your ear. his front making contact with your back. a shiver runs down your spine as he explains, “they’re from my great grandmother’s wedding bracelet.”

you try to withhold any noises your mouth would produce by biting your lip, keeping the whines and shaky breaths in. “and these,” his hand moves down to the dangling gems, dangerously close to the tops of your breasts. “are gems from your grandmother’s wedding tiara.”

he takes one of the gems in between his fingers, lifting it slightly to show you in the mirror. “it— they're beautiful, jungkook.” you stare straight to the mirror, your eyes follow his hands carefully. he lets go of the gem and lets his hands fall to his sides. the breath you were holding is released in relief of the tension. “thank you, i love it.” you smile, turning your head to face him only to see that he hasn’t backed up. you almost make contact with his cheek before you let out a quiet gasp.

the two of you stay like that for a while. staring at each other. you could cut the tension with a knife. it looked like jungkook was about to lean in for a kiss before a knock on the door startled the both of you, making you both jolt away from each other.

“jungkook? we are leaving for the princess’ dinner now, don’t be late!” the sound of his mother’s voice sounds through the door.

“well,” you laugh. like you and your best friend of your entire life didn’t just have a moment for the second time today.

“we better get going,” he smiles.

“welcome home, princess ___!” the announcer speaks, holding your hand as you curtsy at the front of the dining room. the entire party cheers and he begins leading you to your spot at the table with your family. jungkook stands and helps you sit down, pulling the chair out for you. when you sit down, you fix your dress, smoothing out the outrageous amount of tulle that encases your bottom half. your mother rushed you into your room once you and jungkook returned to the castle. she laid out this beautiful, big, blue tulle dress for you to wear for your welcome back dinner. it seemed like a lot, but sometimes you forget you’re the crown princess of an entire kingdom. if you think about it, your mother really held back.

the party was beautiful as well. the ballroom was decorated intricately with strings of flowers hung along the walls, the tables were adorned with extravagant centerpieces, you were surprised you didn’t see this set up earlier. perhaps you were too busy creating incredibly intense sexual tension with your best friend.

round tables are set up all around the dining room floor, while one long square table is placed at the front of the room; where you, jungkook, your mother, father, and other members of the royal court were sitting.

the dinner happened to be a five-course meal, and like you worried before, you’d completely forgotten the etiquette of meals like this. you grabbed the wrong spoon when you were eating your soup, jungkook gave you the right one. then once you were finished with the main dish, your utensils weren’t in the right position to tell the waiter you were finished. so jungkook adjusted the knife and fork for you. soon after, someone came to pick up your plate.

“i can’t believe i forgot how to eat.” you laugh, hiding your face behind your hands.

“it’s old-fashioned anyway,” jungkook comforts you with a smile. “you’ll get the hang of it soon.”

the tables talk amongst themselves, beginning to wrap up the meal while getting ready for the dancing and drinking bit. you sit back in your seat, awaiting your next instructions when you feel your phone ring in your bag. you check to see that jimin texted you, it was an article about your coming back party. already? goodness. the press is quick.

“___, phones away at the table.” your father reminds you when he spots you with the device in your hand. you give him a quick apology as you place the phone face down on your lap, the sea of tulle swallowing the gadget. again, you sit back in your chair and try to focus your attention elsewhere. trying your best to ignore the buzzing in your dress, begging you to check your notifications.

“are you bored?” jungkook questions, watching as your attention turns to the people on the dance floor. you give him a small smile, shaking your head. “are you sure? do you want to dance—“

“your highness!” a man comes from behind jungkook and wraps an arm around his neck playfully. you flinch at first before more men come up. all of them messing with jungkook somehow, the taller man with the dark hair plays with his hair, another pinching his cheeks.

“god— you guys cause chaos everywhere you walk.” jungkook pushes the man’s arm off of him, a smile on his face as he shakes his head. jungkook stands up, fixing his hair and bowing to you. “apologies, your majesty,” he says to you, “these are my friends.”

“oh— oh shit, it’s the princess.” they all fix their posture, standing straight once the curly haired boy makes the realization. you also stand from your seat, greeting them with a curtsy.

“have you not been paying attention the entire dinner?” jungkook ruffles his hair. he introduces them to you one by one. the curly haired one, you learn, is taehyung; the son of the duke of naterra. another is yugyeom, chaeyoung’s brother, making him the son of the earl of ishaven. then the last one is eunwoo, son of the viscount of gotia.

all of you talk for a little bit and you’re able to get a sense of how their friendship group is. they’re funny, never not joking and having fun. you’ve known of them since you were kids but you’d never really took the time to get to know them very well, and jungkook told you that they all had gotten closer after you left.

it seems you’ve missed a lot. there’s a bittersweet feeling attached to knowing that. understanding that you love the memories you made in the city, and that you wouldn’t trade them for the world. but then realizing that the world didn’t stop when you left. everyone’s a little older, people have new friends, some are married now, a lot has changed. but you hope you won’t focus on what you missed and what you could have done, rather on what you can do now that you’re here, and what relationships you can help grow.

“it’s nice to finally meet you all, i am glad jungkook has such fun friends.” you smile. jungkook stands beside you, looking at you with so much awe. his friends take notice, giving each other a look; a funny one.

“we’re happy that you’re home safe.” eunwoo speaks first, a bright smile on his face. “it’s nice to see you again, princess.”

“you were missed, princess! especially by jungkook, he talked about you all the time—” yugyeom starts before jungkook lets out a loud cough, so obviously cutting his friend’s statement short. you giggle in response. he’s so cute.

“you are more beautiful than i remember,” taehyung compliments. you give him a smile, thanking him. “do you want to dance?” he asks, holding his hand out for you to take.

“oh—!” you look at jungkook first before taking his hand, “didn’t you want to dance?” you ask him, remembering his request earlier before his friends came up.

jungkook’s eyes flicker between you and taehyung, mouth slightly ajar as he thinks of a reply. “n-no! it’s alright—”

“you don’t want to dance with me?” you look up to him and furrow your eyebrows, a playful tone in your voice to assure him that you were just kidding.

“wait, i do—! it’s— you can— uh— you can dance with taehyung first— if you want, of course.” jungkook stumbles over his words terribly. his face turning a bright pink when he realizes that he completely embarrassed himself in front of you. his friends let out a little snicker while you give him a comforting smile.

“you better be ready to dance when i come back!” you wiggle your finger to him as you take taehyung’s hand.

he watches from afar as the two of you waltz every corner of the ballroom, a few spins and dips every now and then. the tinge of pink on his face starts to wear off after a few minutes.

hearing the sound of your laughter and seeing you have fun was surreal to him. a part of him still can’t believe that you’re back. despite hugging you, talking to you, being with you for almost this whole day. you just are… unreal.

“dude, you are so whipped.” yugyeom throws his arm over jungkook’s shoulders, breaking him out of his trance. the remark makes him laugh a bit. there was no need to deny it— he was right. “do you think she’ll take you as a husband?”

he shrugs. the familiar feeling of guilt sinking into his stomach once again. he watches as you glide around the dance floor in taehyung’s arms, a bright smile on your face, the sound of your laughter filling the room along with the music playing; it’s all he can hear— all he wants to hear in this noisy room. you’re so happy.

he wonders how it’ll all change once you find out.

jungkook understands the inevitable. the drama that will arise once the truth is out. he can only hope that you won’t hate him when the time comes, and that you’ll be happy when you hear it.

so for now, he wishes and wishes. “i’ll be whatever she wants me to be.”

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Professionally Unprofessional - Jaekyung

"The fuck are these shots? A Google Street View car could take better shots than these!" Your boss rages at you, clicking through your pictures furiously, he stops on one. "Like what even is this?"

"That's a..." You squint and rack your memory. "That's a zoomed in photo of a wall, actually, the wall of this building! I wanted to capture the texture of the wall you know, give people a perspective of a building you never see-"

"For a good reason, who gives a fuck about a wall!" He unplugs your USB from his computer and throws it back at you.

"Sorry boss, sorry!"

"You're not cut out for architectural photography." He picks up the phone.

"Please don't fire me!"

"Get me Ken," he says irritably into the phone. Shit, is Ken security?

"You wanted to see me boss?" Ken asks as he walks in. He didn't look like security.

"Yeah, this guy sucks at taking pictures of buildings, take him with you, see if he's any use in modeling." He points his finger at you. "If he takes pictures of something dumb like the fabric of the clothing you can fire him on the spot."

"But that's not what I went to school for-"

"I don't know what you went to school for, but it certainly wasn't this, now get the fuck out."

"Come on, let's go!" Ken drags you out of his office. Out in the hallway he puts his arm around you. "Look, it sucks that you're no good, but you can get better. People are easier to take than buildings, the lighting is all controlled, you can tell them how to pose, you can tailor the clothing if needed. You can't do any of that with a building, so start with people, then you can move on to buildings after, okay?"

"Yeah but-"

"No buts, just follow me, I'll show you how things are done, and if you do well, I'll put in a good word for you."

"Fine."

"That's the spirit." He almost dislocates your shoulder with a slap. "I'll see you around."

Turns out, Ken was right, it was definitely different, but you felt yourself getting better. You had an eye for the minute details, and Ken often used you as a fine tuner, getting something just right for the shoots he brings you along to.

It wasn't all good though. You were lugging equipment, adjusting lighting, finagling clothes, and moving a model's arms and legs around for the best shot, but you were not taking any pictures.

"When am I going to get to take photos Ken?"

"Well, do you think you are learning anything?"

"Yes!"

"Okay, I'll think about it, maybe soon."

"But when-"

"No buts, now come on, you'll like this shoot, haven't had a shoot like this since Seungyeon and Bora." Ken has you load his equipment into the car while he waits. Annoyed you finish loading and get in, grumbling. "Hah! Lighten up, you'll be asking to stay on just to watch once you see this shoot."

You get there, and slowly you begin to set the equipment up for the shoot with the rest of the crew. You move a little faster when you see the model come in.

"Hi, I'm Jaekyung, looking forward to working with everyone!" She calls out. Jaekyung was gorgeous, her smile seeming to light up the room.

"Hi Miss Jaekyung, I'm Ken, I'll be taking the pictures today."

"Great, thank you! Should I get changed now?"

"Yes please, whenever you're ready."

Jaekyung goes behind the dressing curtain and when she comes out your jaw drops - she was wearing pants, but only a bra on top! You hurriedly turned around, only to be rebuked by Ken.

"What are you doing?"

"She needs to put on clothes!"

"She doesn't need to put on clothes, this is an underwear shoot you idiot!" Ken laughs at your stupid expression before whispering, "I told you it would be good didn't I?" Jaekyung seems to hear the exchange, and she smiles at you teasingly.

"I'm ready for the shoot now, where should I be?"

"Right, sorry." Hurriedly you show her where she should stand before getting the lighting adjusted around her. The shoot begins, and you do all you can to stop yourself from getting an erection as you stand and watch her.

The camera trained on her now, Jaekyung turns on the sex appeal, smiling widely and running her fingers through her hair, ruffling it suggestively. She leans against the wall, arching her back, showing off her figure, the underwear seeming to enhance her bust and midriff even more, teasing you to wonder what lay underneath - you shake your head to dispel any thoughts before blood rushed to your other head.

"That's good Miss Jaekyung, great job," Ken calls out.

"Great, thank you! Shall I change into the next outfit?"

"Yes please." You hurriedly turn around again as she takes off her pants on the spot.

"Can you hand me the cardigan?"

"Huh? Oh right, okay." You get the black cardigan from the outfit rack and pass it to her, trying to focus on her face and not the rest of her body - something that was thankfully easy to do.

"Thanks, here." She hands you her pants, and you blush furiously.

"Umm, okay?"

"Put it back on the rack!" Ken shouts at you.

"Sorry!" Jaekyung giggles as you dash away from her. But as soon as the camera shutter starts clicking again she becomes a professional model once more, starting to do various poses again. You zone out, focused on her beauty and her figure, until you notice the logo of the brand on her bra being obscured by her cardigan.

Without thinking you step in. "Sorry, let me just..." Your hands fiddle with the zipper, but it doesn't seem to want to go down, and you are stuck tugging on Jaekyung's jacket.

Her hands cover yours. "Here, let me." Her hands guide your hands, and slowly she lets you unzip her jacket, letting it open. She smiles at your bright red face.

"Right, thank you!" you say as you hurry out of the shot.

The photo shoot continues smoothly, with Jaekyung changing into several different sets of underwear, until Ken notices something.

"Sorry Miss Jaekyung, the tags are showing."

"Oh, I'm sorry!" She tries to reach around, but can't seem to locate and flip the clothing tag properly.

"Why don't you adjust it behind the curtain?" Ken suggests.

"No need, can you help me with it?" Jaekyung addresses you before turning her back towards you. Before Ken can say anything you are already moving to help her. You hands tremble as you pull the strap of the bra away from her, flipping the tag quickly.

"The other one too please." Blocked from Ken's view Jaekyung pushes her hips out subtly towards you, making you trace a finger down her back - you swear you hear a soft gasp leave her lips. You tug the hem of her panties for the briefest of moments before flipping that tag as well.

"Great, thank you, shall we continue?" she asks out loud, but her eyes direct the question to you.

"Yes, let's get back to the shots," Ken calls out, snapping you out of her seductive gaze and making you jump out of the frame. Jaekyung doesn't let you focus however, and every time she's not looking at the camera, her gaze is locked on you.

"Great, that's a wrap, thanks Miss Jaekyung, we'll send the photos to you and the clothing company for review once we've gone through them," Ken says with a smile, satisfied with how the shoot went.

"That's great, thank you!" Jaekyung steps back behind the curtain to change.

"Alright, I'm heading back first, you can clean up right?" Ken's ask is more of an order, not the first time he did such a thing.

"Yes."

"Okay I'm out, good work today!" The rest of the crew pack their own equipment, but they leave you with all of the stuff Ken had you bring over - you were going to have to pack and bring it all back yourself.

"Damnit, and I didn't even get to take a shot!" you grumble to yourself as you begin taking down the lights.

"Do you take photos too?" You jump at Jaekyung's question.

"Oh, sorry Miss Jaekyung, I didn't know you were still here." You can't help but look her up and down. "You haven't changed?"

"I heard you wanted to take shots, so..." She steps towards you, her voice dropping low. "Shall we continue?"

Gulping you pull out your own camera and begin taking photos of her. You admire her figure through the camera viewfinder, toned in all the right places, skin seemingly perfectly smooth, her eyes piercing through the lens into yours - she looked flawless in every photo you took.

"How do I look?"

"Perfect," you say without thinking, making her laugh.

"You're too cute, what else do you take pictures of?"

"Well I was originally an architectural photographer, I take pictures of buildings, but my boss said I didn't do a good job, so here I am following Ken around."

"I'm glad you are, now then, do you do flash photography?" As Jaekyung asks you the question she pulls on the cup of her bra, exposing one bare breast to you before covering it up again. "Or slice of lifes?" She plunges her hands down her body, throwing her head back, as if she was mid-masturbation. "Or nudes?" She tugs on the strap of her panties, suggestively pulling it down past her hipline, biting her lip and smiling at the camera and your erection.

"No, but I can- I can make an exception." You manage to choke out a response.

"Great, how professional of you." She reaches behind her back. "Oh, my tag is still flipped I think, can you take a look at it?"

"Sure I-" You are interrupted by the flight of her bra at your face, the clothing landing on your camera. You ignore the tag and peek over it, and the sight of Jaekyung topless and walking towards you makes you almost drop the camera. She grabs the valuable equipment and places it on the table, her bra right next to it.

"You've taken enough pictures I think." She leans close to you, and you back off until you bump against the table. "You should take your shot."

You don't need further encouragement, and you close the tiny bit of distance, capturing her lips with yours. Your hand finds the back of her neck, pulling her into the kiss. Your other hand goes to her chest, cupping and squeezing her breasts. You swallow the moan elicited when you rub her nipples, feeling them get hard underneath your fingers. Her hands are similarly active, already underneath your top, a satisfied breath against your lips at what she finds.

"Mmm, I want to see you too." Immediately you take off your t-shirt, and Jaekyung's lick of her lips only spur you into further action, taking off your shorts as well. She gets down to her knees and with a simple tug pulls your boxers off too.

"Very nice... equipment, I bet you could take some shots with this, hm?" Leaning on the table, you groan as she traps your shaft between her breasts, cupping them with her hands and pressing them around your cock. You almost want to reach over and grab the camera, just to capture the sight of her stroking up and down your throbbing shaft - almost.

"Fuck, oh my god!" you moan out, feeling her lick your tip with her tongue.

"I can't wait to see what type of shots you can take- hmm?" The sound of a vibrating phone rings loudly in the otherwise quiet room. You whine as Jaekyung releases your shaft from its heavenly confinement, getting up and picking up her phone. "Sorry, I need to take this. Hello?" You can't hear the conversation, but it sounded like a male voice.

"Yes, it went well." A garbled reply from the voice.

"Yes, the products were good, very comfortable." Annoyed, you take the phone from her, and place it on speakerphone. From behind you press her gently against the table, slipping your shaft between her thighs. Jaekyung turns back to you with a naughty smile, putting a finger to her lips. She doesn't push you off though, and you have to hide the gasp that escapes you when she presses her legs tightly together, trapping your cock in another equally heavenly prison.

"That's great to hear Miss Jaekyung, we always value your feedback on our products." You plant your lips on her neck, half to kiss her and half to muffle your moans as you thrust in and out through her gap. Jaekyung's breaths become slightly heavier, and you feel the warmth around your shaft grow, the model getting turned on by the surreptitious act as well. "S-So I was wondering, would you be free tonight? I'll be glad to show you photos of our upcoming products, and which ones I think will be best for you to model."

"Ah!" Jaekyung yelps when she feels your cum splatter on the insides of her thighs. Gasping you pull out from her gap, stroking yourself and cumming all over her lower back and butt, making a mess of her underwear. She looks back at you with a smile, wagging a finger as if to say “Naughty naughty!” She scoops a bit of your cum up with a finger, sucking it clean and licking her lips, all while fixing you with a smoldering gaze - you were already half-erect again.

"Miss Jaekyung, are you alright? What happened? Hello?"

"Oh sorry, nothing, there was a spill, I was cleaning it up."

"Oh whew, I'm glad. So about tonight-"

"I'm afraid I can't make it tonight, I'll let you know when I'm free to meet, bye!" She hangs up on them without another word.

"Boyfriend?"

"Someone who wants to get under my underwear. My account manager at the clothing company, always trying to get me to meet him for dinner or drinks to talk about 'work'."

"Wow, that's unprofessional."

"Mmhmm, now speaking of unprofessional." Jaekyung scoops up more of your cum on her skin. "You ruined my underwear."

"Sorry, just talk to your account manager about it," you dismiss her concern flippantly, the rush of orgasm still flowing through your veins.

"Not one more word about that guy." She pushes you off her and slides the stained underwear off her long legs. She grasps your cock, stroking it back to full hardness. "I'm going to need you to be a lot more unprofessional."

"How much more?" You challenge with a grin.

"Let me show you. Go sit down." You listen to Jaekyung, sitting down in one of the couches used for the photo shoot earlier. She gets in your lap, making you groan when her wetness presses against your shaft. "Just stay like this, don't cum, consider this a demonstration."

Your brain spins as Jaekyung begins humping herself in your lap, rubbing her pussy all over your shaft. Her mouth hangs open, panting openly right in front of you, her hair tickling your cheeks. You wince a little when her fingers dig into your shoulders, but that sting is nothing compared to the pleasure of her heat leaking all over your crotch.

"Ah fuck!" With a simple swear Jaekyung climaxes on top of you, freely coating your shaft with slick, your cock throbbing right against her pussy. She buries her face in your neck, moaning out the last few waves of ecstasy flowing through her. Feeling her lips grip and contract over your shaft, it takes all your self-control to not take her by the hips and just jam yourself into her. You settle for placing your hands on her waist, your muscles tense and taut, trying to stay calm and waiting for her to relax.

Jaekyung doesn't make it any easier when she does recover, whispering into your ear, "Now I'm going to do it again, but you're gonna be inside me this time." A simple adjustment of her hips, and your tip is pressed against her entrance. As she sinks herself down on to you, the beginning of a loud moan is abruptly interrupted by Jaekyung crushing her lips on to you, muffling a loud moan of her own. The two of you moan into each other as your cock slowly but surely spears her post-orgasmic tightness open.

"That feels so good, ugh you're stuffing me full, I'm going to enjoy you so much," Jaekyung says between gasps and kisses, feeling you throb with every dirty word she utters. "I'm going to cum so hard around you!" She looks down before looking back up at you with lust. "You're not even all inside me yet, you're going to reach so deep inside me when I do- Fuck!" She drops her hips suddenly, forcing you deeper into her, and both of you cry out in ultimate satisfaction - one cock completely buried and enveloped, one pussy completely filled and plugged.

Jaekyung begins rocking her hips, grinding on top of you, throwing her head back as she feels all of your shaft inside her at once, every part of you sliding and dragging across every part of her - the only parts that mattered at this moment. You remind her of some other parts she has, leaning forward and playing with a nipple, squeezing and playing with them, making her clench harder while she grinds on you.

Your hands play the part of a camera lens, hungrily roving over seldom exposed skin, each touch a tactile picture you will remember. Grope her breast, rub a nipple, dance over her hips, grab her ass, tease her puckered hole, and then trace her slit, now more a gaping hole thanks to your cock. You take pictures of her entire body with your fingers, before finally taking a picture of her clit. Multiple pictures.

"Oh god!" With another simple cry Jaekyung cums hard around you, hugging you tightly as she screams right into your ear, her body trembling on top of you, her walls contracting wildly around your cock, leaking her juice all over.

"You made such a mess Miss Jaekyung, so unprofessional," you whisper in her ear, and you hear her laugh and whine at the same time.

"Shut up, you stretch me out too well." The boost to your confidence is very welcome, and you are harder than ever when Jaekyung brings you back to the table earlier, looking like a vision when she lies down on it - body spreadeagled on the surface, hands above her head, ready for the taking. She takes your camera, turning it on and placing it near her head, letting it record her every word and expression from the side.

"You did so well not cumming just now, so go ahead, be as unprofessional as you want."

You pounce on Jaekyung, sliding yourself into her with one powerful thrust. She yelps, but it is swallowed up by your mouth, hungrily kissing her as your tongue plunges past her lips, tangling with her tongue. Your hands run through her hair in a frenzy as you pound her, threatening to break the table with every pump of your hips into her.

You take her long legs and lift them to your shoulders, her ankles by your ears as you fold her 90 degrees and continue you rough pounding, the new position enabling you to get deeper in her. You then lift her lower back, the new angle allowing you to strike at her g-spot over and over again to screaming effect.

"Fuck! Harder! Fuck me harder!" Jaekyung shrieks in pleasure as you nail her g-spot, putting it under a spotlight and making her see flashes of light behind her closed eyes. Her hands scrabble for something, anything, to muffle her uncontrollable screams - her fingers find the previously discarded bra. She manages to stuff her own mouth with it in time, biting down on the bra as her climax rips through her body and tears itself out of her as a muffled cry of ecstasy.

Jaekyung thrashes about wildly on the table, her arms barely missing your camera, her thighs quivering in your arms as you hold her in position. Her abs flex in time with your thrusts, and you gradually slow down, letting her ride out her peak. She begins playing with her breasts absentmindedly, prolonging the last little bit of her orgasm as she squirms on your shaft, and after holding back for what is now three orgasms from Jaekyung, you are at your limit.

"Jaekyung I'm close!" To your shock she locks her feet around the back of your neck instead of letting her legs fall from your shoulders.

"Go ahead, do it in me, take your shot."

"What? Are you sure?"

With surprising strength and flexibility she pushes herself off the table, folding herself in a narrow V-shape, almost in half as she addresses you eye-to-eye.

"Yes, I want you to fucking stretch me out and fill me, I want to model your cum dripping out of me."

Jaekyung lays back on the table, her breasts rocking in rhythm with your last few thrusts, small whimpers leaving her as you fuck her sensitive pussy. Driven by her words it doesn't take long for you to finish, and with a deep thrust and a groan you take multiple shots inside her, leaving your thick white negative all over her pink walls. Showing off her flexibility she pulls you down on her with her legs, letting you fold her enough so that your lip touches hers, the kiss a satisfying finish to the session.

Jaekyung reaches for the camera and hands it to you. "Go ahead, take photos of your model, with your cum dripping out of her." Weakly you take the camera, and as you pull out you sink to your knees, keeping the camera trained between her legs, letting the shutter click rapidly while you watch your load drip out of her. One glob, then another, then a small stream as her walls contract and push some of your seed out - every shot taken is perfect.

Jaekyung grabs some wipes from her bag, cleaning herself up quickly before ducking back behind the dressing curtain and putting on her regular clothes. After getting dressed yourself you awkwardly you turn to address her. "So umm, I still have to pack up here, so you should go on ahead Miss Jaekyung."

"Oh you do? That's too bad!" She twirls her hair and plays with your camera. "After turning the account manager down I have nothing to do tonight, I wanted to review the photos we took. At my place."

"Oh, I think I can pack up tomorrow, we should review the photos first Miss Jaekyung, in case more need to be taken."

"I'm glad you agree, such a professional." She pecks you on the lips. “But drop the ‘Miss’.”

Jaekyung takes you back to her place, and the two of you do everything but review the photos that night. Sore but satisfied you wake up late next morning to an empty bed and an angry phone call from Ken.

"Where the fuck are you?! Where's the equipment?"

"Sorry, I... forgot."

"You forgot?! Well the owner of the set called and said it was a complete mess, it's like someone broke in there!"

You clutch at the excuse. "Sorry Ken, I went drinking with an old friend and thought I could come back and pack up after, but maybe someone broke in. I might have gone overboard on the drinking, sorry!"

"Well you are lucky nothing was stolen, the brand got all their clothing back." Your blood goes cold at that news - they got the stained underwear back too? Shit!

"All of it?" you ask to confirm

"Yeah, they didn't complain about missing goods at least, just hurry up and pack the damn place!" Ken hangs up in a huff. You get dressed quickly, and only when you check your phone you see the message Jaekyung sent you while you were asleep.

Thanks for a great shoot ;) Let yourself out whenever. I left a present for you, I hope I’ll model again for you some time

You go into the living room, and to your relief you recognize the present she left for you.

A set of familiar and washed underwear. Worn once, stained once.

A/N: Thanks to @nsfwflint​​ for letting me reference Ken from his story Set Dressing (which everyone should check out too). All the Jaekyung photos are great, so apologies for the pic spam (it is so hard and difficult to pick which ones to use!) Glad to finally get this out there, thanks for reading!

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In honor of Book Lovers Day, I shall rank the three books I’ve read so far this year, going from best to least favorite (its only three cause I’m a slow reader and just recently got back into reading)

1 - “1984″ - George Orwell: I’m big on philosophy, politics and history so this was #1 by a long shot; I personally loved the writing style, though it can be a bit dense with information (books written before the 2000s tend to be); I would note that Orwell was cringe when it came to writing about women (trigger warning for brief mentions of r*pe on pages 15 and 120), but I definitely recommend for anyone interested in those topics I listed

2 - “One Last Stop” - Casey McQuiston: I haven’t actually finished this one yet, but based on what I’ve read it starts off a bit slow but picks up as the story goes. The book is very modern and relies on pop-culture references more garnered towards millennials. More of a relaxed and very human writing style that fits what you as a person might think and say on a regular basis. The MC has yet to win me over but some of the one liners and great, and its a book with queer main characters/romances.

3 - “Coraline” - Neil Gaiman: If you’ve seen the Coraline movie but haven’t yet read the book, I’d definitely try not to compare the two too much or you might end up a bit disappointed. The movie is definitely more whimsical, and personally I found the writing style a bit dull and dreary; it has a lot of description on the environment but in a way that didn’t really interest me (might be different for you though); writing picks up more towards the second half, and its a short read so good for if you want a book that’s not too overwhelming

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Bonus: Webtoon Edition 

(not ranking these since I haven’t finished any of them, just giving general reviews)

“Heartstopper” - Alice Oseman: very heartwarming romance that heavily revolves around queerness and homophobia; diverse in both racial and LGBT identities; can get very angsty as it addresses some depressing themes, but it represents those themes well and is mostly very sweet and wholesome (sidenote: Netflix has one season of a show adaption of Heartstopper that is pretty good if you’re interested!)

“Wayne Family Adventures” - DC Comics (via various artists/writers listed on the site): for all the Batfamily fans that want a break from the gritty and dark nature of the comics; slice-of-life that revolves around the members of the Batman franchise having light-hearted hijinks, with the occasional angst that delves into life lessons; love this one in particular cause it actually puts a spotlight on more than just the four most well-known “batbros” and gives some love to the others in the family; highly recommend for any Batman fans that come across this post (not because you’re a Batman fan, but because you’re on Tumblr)

“Get Schooled” - Yongtaek Chae, Garam Han: omfg I love this webtoon so much. Its literally about a guy who beats the shit out of high schoolers. That’s it. But its so funny (and surprisingly depthful); I could go on and on about how this comic is more comedic but tends to nail the more serious aspects of the story, as well as the politics; great world building, and one of the only pieces of media I’ve seen that addresses themes like child abuse the way it does; also if you’re interested in men and women that are scary and could beat the shit out of you in the way that makes you attracted to them, I’d give this a go ;) 

“Boyfriends” - refrainbow: episodic slice-of-life that is diverse in LGBT identities, as well as a great read for representation of healthy polyamorous relationships; mostly very light hearted and low stakes; its like when you get candy on Halloween and just keep eating it up without a care in the world

“Study Group” - Hyungwuk Shin, Seungyeon Ryu: very typical Korean “bullied guy fights bullies” comic; love the artstyle though, and it can be pretty funny (I am also in love with the teacher character, she is so fucking gender); its one of my guilty pleasures

“Coffin Jackson” - CTK: I LOVE THIS ONE; subverted my expectations of being a super serious and gritty comic by being quite comedic and light-hearted (mind you it is still gritty and dark, just not all the time). The main characters have my heart, and the artstyle is something I want to put under a microscope and study like some freaky little scientist trying to understand color theory

“Fictional Skin” - Kris Nguyen: the one I read through the least; seems pretty easy-going so far, and Vivi is a character I enjoy a lot; from what I’ve seen, the plot will pick up into more exciting themes as the story goes, but its mostly just really cute

“Everything Is Fine” - Mike Birchall: a very normal comic where everyone is perfectly happy and easy-going; the characters are all content; nothing bad ever happens; nothing is wrong in this world; Everything Is Fine :)

“Vibe Check!” - Ucheomaaa: I literally don’t even know how to explain this one just go read it if you wanna laugh at obscure and weird internet humor

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Hey, I’m 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙𝙨𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧. You can also call me Levi. I write (and edit) K-pop girl group smut. If you'd like to leave a tip, here's my ko-fi. Thanks!

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Improved Masterlist

This is a link to my browser-only masterlist that lets you filter by series, groups, and other tags!

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The Warren is my Discord server. Come talk about smut, writing, and K-pop with me! (Please read the rules.)

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Who?

Dreamcatcher is number one, followed closely behind by LOONA, fromis_9, Oh My Girl, Red Velvet, CLC, (G)I-DLE, Twice, ITZY and every single recent girl group debut you can think of. Here’s my rules and bias list if you’re interested. Also here’s my AFF, and AO3.

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Idol x Reader One-shots

Started: 2020/11/18, Sway ft. Hayoung

Most Popular: 2022/01/06, The Highest Education ft. Karina, Yeji [1413 notes as of 2024/01/15]

Last updated: 2024/04/13, Professor Knows ft. Arin

Sorted by group, in chronological order. Quickies are short Tumblr exclusive stories. My longer one-shots can also be found in Title Tracks, the name of my collection on AFF and AO3. Stories in Title Tracks end in "ft. [idol name]" while quickies end with (idol name).

fromis_9

Sway ft. Hayoung

BarelyLegalGirls2021Scene9.mov.exe ft. Jiheon

The Yarn We Spin ft. Gyuri

She Said Now (Jisun)

Ropes as Art ft. Chaeyoung

Hourglass ft. Saerom

link in bio top 0.1% creator ft. Jiheon

LOONA

No More Drowning ft. Olivia Hye

Dal Segno ft. Chuu

Fermata ft. Chuu

Well Deserved (Yeojin)

Kinktober Day 8, Praise Kink (Hyunjin)

Kinktober Day 12, Knife Play (Chuu)

Kinktober Day 19, Daddy Kink (Heejin)

Fibonacci ft. Heejin

The Wrong Person ft. Heejin [collab with @kaedewrites]

Get In Line—Oh, Your Turn (Heejin)

Triangle ft. Choerry, Olivia Hye

Transcendence/Pareidolia ft. Heejin

Shots Fired (Yeojin)

aespa

Judgement to the Desiccated ft. Karina

Neither Here Nor There ft. Karina, Winter

Kinktober Day 14, Food Play (Ningning)

Bark and Bite (Ningning) [Collab with @drifternsfw]

Better Things ft. Karina, Ningning

Dreamcatcher

Wintertide Inside ft. Gahyeon

The Curse of the Spider ft. Jiu

Precipitous ft. Handong

Maybe More Like Five (Yoohyeon)

A Lot Of It (Gahyeon)

Stress Relief - Threesomes

Kinktober Day 13, Double Penetration (Yoohyeon)

Style (Gahyeon)

Like a Trifling Little Thing ft. Jiu

ITZY

Upper Floor Lower ft. Lia

Kinktober Day 5, Pegging (Ryujin)

Renewed (Yuna) [Collab with @dreamcatchers-husband​]

SNSD

Ante ft. Taeyeon

TWICE

“VAA201 Assignment 3: Compare and Contrast — Sex Portrayed in Three Forms of Media” ft. Chaeyoung, Mina

Nothing Wrong With Breaking the Rules (Momo)

Kinktober Day 6, Face-sitting/Face-fucking (Mina)

One, Two, Concatenate (Sana, Nayeon)

WJSN

The Body Floats Away (Bona)

Kinktober Day 2, Breeding (Luda)

IZ*ONE

Sanctified Rituals (Minju, Nako, Hitomi, Yuri)

New Home ft. Yena

Kinktober Day 18, Hunter/Prey (Nako)

Kaninchen und Ente (Yena)

Red Velvet

Too Far (Yeri)

Kinktober Day 1, Sleep Sex (Joy)

Kinktober Day 4, Humiliation (Wendy)

But, But, But ft. Joy

The Strongest Man Alive (Irene)

(G)I-DLE

Good Morning (Yuqi)

Oh My Girl

Reciprocal Function (Arin)

Professor Knows ft. Arin

Soloists

Conjecture (Somi)

Kinktober Day 10, Toys (Bibi) [Collab with @existslikepristin]

Kinktober Day 15, Tit Fucking (Jamie, Lee Hi)

Kinktober Day 16, Gangbang (IU)

Blackpink

The Best Flavor (Jennie)

Kinktober Day 11, Phone Sex (Rose)

In Motion (Jisoo)

Everglow

Kinktober Day 3, Public Sex (Sihyeon)

CLC

Kinktober Day 7, Lingerie (Seungyeon)

Kinktober Day 17, Shower Sex (Yujin)

Lovelyz

Kinktober Day 9, Edging/Orgasm Control (Mijoo)

GFriend

Kinktober Day 20, Hate Sex (Yuju)

STAYC

Kinktober Day 21, Sex Tape (Sieun)

LE SSERAFIM

Take Me Out (Kazuha)

IVE

Flawless ft. Wonyoung [Collab with @kaedespicelatte]

Iff ft. Yujin

Kep1er

Completeness ft. Yeseo, Mashiro

Multiple Groups

GFriend, Oh My Girl, IZ*ONE, ITZY

Head of the Company ft. SinB, YooA, Eunbi, Ryujin

Red Velvet, TWICE

Too Far for Two (Yeri, Nayeon)

Dreamcatcher, LOONA, Oh My Girl

The World Is Over (Heejin, Jiu, Arin)

aespa, ITZY

The Highest Education ft. Karina, Yeji

Well, Now What (Karina, Ryujin)

Series

Kinktober 2021

A series of kinky prompts for each day in October 2021!

Till The Sun Come Up

A Dreamcatcher sci-fi series written in collaboration with @themanthemyththeverite

Synamphoteron (Jiu, Sua)

Conquered Odds

A Twice (and Fromis and other groups!) series written in collaboration with @co-reborn

Conquer (Chaeyoung) [edited by me]

Triumph (Chaeyoung) [collab]

Subdue (Jiheon) [collab]

Control (Saerom ft. Jiheon) [collab]

Bird's Eye View

A Loona series about a family Choerry and Haseul written in collaboration with @jettsdraft

Wise/Night (Choerry)

Caught in 4K

A Loona series about camgirl Yeojin written in collaboration with @sinswithpleasure

Chapter 1 (Yeojin)

Other

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[lsmu]

Book 3 Part 2 – Intermission: Stardust

*“Here’s your umeshu, Sandara-ssi.”

I nodded to thank the young female bartender, who smiled and walked away. I took a swig out of my umeshu glass. The sweet and sour taste was just nice, and this bar’s environment felt invigorating after my long and tiring day of shooting my TV show.

I took a long drag out of my cigarette and puffed out a cloud of smoke into the air as I rested my back on the barstool, lifting my eyes to stare at the ceilings. My eyes caught a glimpse of the clock on the wall. It was 8.35 pm.

This week… Was weird. Everything seemed back to normal, everyone seemed busy with their own businesses.

Blackpink continued enjoying their leisure time in their 18-months long hiatus. Lisa and Rosé were announced as the new muses for a luxury fashion brand, Jennie shot another sexy photoshoot for Calvin Klein… And Yeoni was back managing his studio in Gangnam.

Sana told me that Mina was recovering well in the hospital, and Prof. Yoojin said she could be discharged soon, probably next week or the week after. Other than that, the Twice girls were back in training, preparing for their next comeback, with Minsoo faithfully doing his job magnificently as their manager. I heard Yori had just secured a new security contracting deal with a private company, while Chuyoung found a new job in an insurance company. I wished that guy well… He deserved it.

The older idols were busy with their own ventures. Sunny with her boutique, Seohyun and Sooyoung with their dramas and movies, and Taeyeon was busy taking care of her family and writing new songs. Seungyeon started to get busier nowadays, with the new Care Centre’s construction beginning in early February. I heard Suzy went off to Busan to shoot her next drama, while IU was busy writing her next album.

I took another swig out of my umeshu glass. I sighed. Like I said, everything seemed normal… But I knew nothing was.

Ansel’s dead. Manse sent his body in a bodybag to the IPG HQ the night after the murder, and Seungyeon’s team did a great job to quickly bury him properly in a nearby cemetery. Sana told me that Mina was surprisingly calm when she learned that her boyfriend had passed away, accepting it as fate, only asking Sana and Momo to accompany her to visit his grave after she was discharged. Mina was such a tough woman. I wasn’t sure I would be able to cope with it if the same thing happened to me.

Other than that, the IPG was pretty much disbanded. No one had visited the HQ for the past six days, ever since that fiasco at Red Velvet’s dorm. I heard from Wendy that Yeri returned to the dorm the day after the incident, but when they asked her about Hyejin, she simply avoided the topic.

I sighed. Hyejin… She looked so heartbroken that afternoon. It was understandable. I would have been as sad, angry, and heartbroken as she was if I was her. She thought her father was dead sixteen years ago, and suddenly, she found not only that he was alive, but he turned out to be the biggest villain in K-pop history.

Then last week, she found out that her father’s initial motivation was simply to protect her, before driven to madness by Suzy’s insistence on him doing the exact same thing that killed his wife thirteen years prior, and then by her lies that blamed him for everything that happened. Suzy… Created the monster, and now…

“Shibal…” I muttered.

Now… All of us had to face the consequences. Us leaving the IPG and not talking about it these past six days didn’t erase the fact that Manse threatened all of us. He gave us a week to think and consider our position… And that week was almost gone. Tomorrow was the seventh day since his threat. Fuck. What was he planning to do?

I took another drag out of my cigarette and dusted the ashes on the ashtray in front of me. I looked up, staring at the magenta neon sign hanging by the door. It read ‘Stardust’, written in alphabet, hangul, and katakana. That’s the name of the bar.

I had been a regular in Stardust for a few years now, and I preferred this bar among other bars in Seoul for a few reasons. One, it was located in Jung-gu, so it was away from the buzzling Gangnam, Itaewon, or Myeongdong, where people would gawk and give me unwanted attention. Two, Stardust was a small bar, and it felt more intimate. Three, it had a huge selection of drinks from all around the world.

And lastly… I preferred Stardust simply because of the owner of this bar: That bartender who served me my umeshu earlier.

I turned to look at her. She was currently talking to another patron. The bartender’s name was Rachel–although I didn’t think that it was her real name. She told me she came from Japan, where her older brother was also running an izakaya in Kabuki-chō in Tokyo, and she did look Japanese, but I always suspected that she was of a mixed descent.

Rachel evidently was a polyglot, for I have heard her speaking Mandarin, Japanese, English (with an American accent), Indonesian, French, and Spanish to other patrons over the years, along with her fluent Korean whenever she spoke to me. I guessed these facts about her contributed to how I always found her incredibly charming.

Other than that… She was much younger than I was, probably still in her late 20s or early 30s, but I felt like we connected well. These last couple of years, ever since that Yeoni-Jisoo scandal back in 2026, my visits to Stardust have become more frequent. I’d spend hours in this bar, drinking my umeshu, smoking, and talking with her. She had been a great company to me.

Rachel was really cute, yet I could tell that she had a fierce side in her. You needed to have it to run such a business anyway. As for me… I was always a sucker for fierce yet cute looking girls. Her sharp eyes, her short hair… She reminded me a little bit of Lee Saerom from Fromis_9, but… Other than that… Her attitude reminded me of someone closer to my heart. A lot closer.

I flipped open my phone, staring at the one contact number I had been mulling over whether or not to contact for the entirety of this week. I still had no courage to do it… And time was running out.

“Chaerin-ah…” I whispered.

I understood why CL joined Manse instead of the IPG. She wouldn’t stand for a lie, not when she knew the truth. She was always so practical, and she was nothing short of a rebel, even when we were still in 2NE1 together. Her zeal, her passion… I always admired her…. I always loved her.

Should I call her? I heard her begging for Ansel’s life before Manse killed him, and the way she spoke to Ansel before Manse came… That was the CL I knew. She was fierce and ruthless, yes, but… I knew she was always compassionate. She was not an evil person. She was not a heartless person.

I hovered my thumb above the call button on my phone. Could I turn her back? She didn’t witness Manse killing Ansel, but she knew it. She saw Ansel’s lifeless body afterwards. Would the horror she experienced be enough to turn her back to our side? Would she help me?

“Another round of umeshu, Sandara-ssi?”

I looked up, finding the short-haired female bartender smiling at me. I realised that my umeshu glass was almost empty, but I shook my head and smiled.

“Probably later. I’m still waiting for my friends,” I said. Rachel smirked.

“You know… That’s a first,” she uttered.

“Huh?”

“You... Bringing friends here,” she said, smirking more. “You’re usually kinda lonely.”

She was right. I was usually alone here, and I had never brought anyone else here with me. But… That didn’t mean I was lonely! One of the reasons I came here alone was so that I could enjoy Rachel’s intoxicating smirk. That smirk… She was hot. I chuckled.

“Well… We needed a place to meet that’s discreet and away from the crowds… So… I suggested your bar,” I said. Rachel chuckled.

“I know, I know… I’ve prepared the VIP room as per your request,” she said.

“Thanks, Rachel,” I said. She smiled and nodded, picking up a napkin to wipe a glass clean.

I let my eyes lingered at her shapely body for a while before taking another sip out of my umeshu. I placed the glass back on the table, and at that moment I noticed a familiar singing voice through the bar’s sound system.

“Hm? Isn’t this…” I mused. Rachel chuckled.

“Twice Jihyo’s voice. You’re right,” she said. I raised an eyebrow.

“Eh? That’s strange… You usually put on nice lo-fi music in here,” I said. Rachel smirked again.

“But this particular song… It’s fitting, isn’t it?” she said, not looking up from her glass.

I blinked my eyes a few times in confusion, but then… I understood her. The song was called ‘Stardust Love Song’, a drama soundtrack Jihyo sang back in 2022. It was indeed fitting, considering the name of the bar.

“Yeah… You’re right,” I chuckled. Rachel smirked again before walking towards me.

“Dara-ssi, what do you think of the music here?” she suddenly asked.

“Hm? It’s always nice. I love lo-fi music,” I said honestly. Rachel nodded.

“I’ve been… Updating the bar’s playlist on Spotify with some new songs, including this song you’re currently listening to. Check this out,” she said happily.

She whipped out her phone, showing me her Spotify playlist. I smiled.

“I’ll follow your playlist,” I said, doing exactly that on my phone. Rachel chuckled.

“Thanks, Dara-ssi… Now you can bring Stardust’s vibe wherever you go,” she said. I chuckled.

“It won’t be the same without you…” I blurted under my breath.

Rachel acted like she didn’t hear my words, going back to wiping a glass, but I could see that her ears and cheeks were turning red a little. I bit my lips. These constant flirtations between us… It had been going on for a few months. Should I… Maybe ask her out sometime?

“Dara-ssi…” Rachel suddenly called me.

“E–Eh? Yes?” I stuttered.

Rachel chuckled and gestured to someone behind me.

“I think one of your friends is here,” she informed me.

I turned around, finding a cute, squirrel-like girl grinning and waving at me.

“Seungyeon!” I exclaimed, standing up and giving the Care Team Head a hug.

Seungyeon giggled and hugged back, before joining me by the bar. Rachel brought a bowl of peanuts, placing it in front of her new patron.

“Fancy any drink, Han Seungyeon-ssi?” she asked. Seungyeon gasped.

“Oh? You know me?” she asked, sounding surprised. Rachel chuckled.

“Of course! You know, my brother was and still is a huge KARA fan, and although I was still a little girl back then, I could never forget you and KARA doing that… Dance,” she said.

Rachel turned around and started wiggling her cute, plump butt left and right in a rhythm while singing the intro to ‘Mister’, KARA’s hit song from back in 2009.

“Lalala lalala… Lalala lalala… Lalala lalala… One, two, three, four, five, six… Coming!” she sang.

Seungyeon laughed out loud and clapped her hands, earning a bow from Rachel. I laughed and joined her in clapping too. Seriously! This bartender girl was something else!

“Ya! Stop flirting at my friend!” I scolded her jokingly. Rachel laughed.

“Jealous, Dara-ssi?” she asked, rather seductively.

I felt my face blushing. Rachel saw this, and she giggled. Seungyeon giggled too.

“From the way you blush… I think you are kinda jealous, Unnie,” she said.

“Y–Ya!” I scolded her.

Seungyeon giggled cutely again before turning to see the collection of bottles behind Rachel. She took a few moments studying the bottles, and then her eyes lit up as she saw the one that she wanted.

“I’ll take that Ballantine 30 years that you have. Double shots, on the rocks,” ordered Seungyeon. Rachel’s eyes widened.

“Oh wow… You do know your drinks, Seungyeon-ssi!” she praised her. Seungyeon giggled.

“Kamsahamnida, Bartender-nim!” she chirped cutely. Rachel smirked her hot smirk again.

“Oh please, call me Rachel,” she said. I scowled at her.

“Flirting again,” I said.

“Jealous again,” Rachel replied without missing a beat.

I sighed exasperatedly. Seungyeon laughed out loud, clapping my shoulder. Rachel giggled, before bowing and walking away. I smiled as I watched her from behind. Did I mention that she’s got a cute butt too? And that skin-hugging black leather pants she was wearing further enhanced her round, plump butt.

“You like her, don’t you?” Seungyeon remarked. I chuckled and sighed.

“Ah… She’s too young… And I don’t even know if she’s into girls,” I said in a lower voice.

“Well… You’ll never know unless you try,” she said casually.

I stared at the ex-KARA member. She was right. I’ll never know unless I try. Probably the same thing would apply to CL too… I should really try to call her, shouldn’t I?

“How’s your week?” I decided to ask Seungyeon. She sighed and stretched her back.

“Ah… It’s been tiring. Luckily Naeun and Uee agreed to help me with the Care Centre. So… I think the preparations are going well,” she said, mentioning two other former idols from Apink and After School respectively. “What about you?”

“Same old… TV shows… Radio shows… The lot,” I said, shrugging.

Seungyeon chuckled.

“Funny, isn’t it?” she mused.

“What is?” I asked.

“... We… Us, older idols… The IPG used to take up a lot of our time, since our schedule is not as busy as it used to, or as busy compared to the younger idols. And this week… Suddenly…” she uttered.

“... Empty,” I completed her sentence.

Seungyeon nodded and smiled. Rachel came back with Seungyeon’s whiskey, and she left us again. Seungyeon raised her glass and looked at me. I raised mine and clinked it with hers, and we both drank.

“You know…” Seungyeon mused, grimacing a little to negate the alcohol’s burn in her throat.. “... When the construction of the Care Centre begins… I don’t think I’ll have much time to look after the Care Team anymore. Not as much as I used to, at least...”

I chuckled.

“If there is still a Care Team after all this… Or an IPG, for that matter,” I uttered. Seungyeon nodded.

“Yeah…” she uttered. “Suzy fucked up, didn’t she?”

“Big time…” I agreed.

Seungyeon chuckled ironically.

“But… Let’s say there still is. Let’s say we prevailed, and Sana became the head, replacing Suzy,” said Seungyeon positively. I laughed. She was always positive.

“She’s already the head, for all I’m concerned,” I said. Seungyeon nodded.

“Yeah. Suppose we continue to operate… Who do you think would be the leaders?” Seungyeon asked.

I thought for a moment before answering.

“Hmm… Irene should continue as the Strike Force Head, at least until Taengoo delivers her baby,” I said. Seungyeon nodded.

“What about my team?” she asked.

“Jisoo?” I blurted the first name that came into my head without thinking.

Seungyeon smiled.

“I have the same thought,” she said calmly.

“But she’s pregnant too… And oh gosh her belly is huge! How far along is she? Four months? Five months? Is it supposed to be that big?” I asked.

“Five. But she’s carrying twins, and they’re twin boys, right? Boys tend to be bigger,” Seungyeon giggled.

“Jinja?” I asked. Seungyeon nodded.

“Mm! Remember how big my belly was when I was pregnant with Haneul?” she said, mentioning her son’s name.

She was right. Her belly was indeed kinda big back then. I sighed.

“Belly size aside… If not Jisoo… Then who? Nabong? Sunny?” I asked.

Seungyeon shook her head.

“No. I’ll still pick Jisoo. She’s perfect. She’s the most caring, and her heart is like an angel. I don’t think her pregnancy would be a problem. We’re not kicking and punching like Taengoo’s team, right?” she said. I nodded.

“Yeah… You’re right…” I agreed.

We took another sip of our glasses.

“IU needs replacing too…” Seungyeon said. I nodded.

“That’s a huge loss. She’s the best… Not one of us is even near her skills as a hacker,” I said.

Seungyeon stared into her glass, turning the ice cubes inside it absentmindedly.

“... Except for Hyejin,” she mused.

I nodded silently. She was right. Other than IU and Sabito, Hyejin was the one who was the most skillful out of us. But… She was missing, and even if we could contact her… I didn’t think she would want to have anything to do with the IPG any longer.

“Still no word from Hyejin?” Seungyeon asked, reading my mind. I shook my head.

“No… And Yeri… Hasn’t been much of a help either,” I uttered. Seungyeon sighed.

“She’s protecting her girlfriend… I can understand that,” she said. I nodded.

“Me too, Seungyeon. Me too… I’ll do the same if I were her,” I said.

“Yeah…”

We drank again. The buzz was starting to get into my head now. Fuck. We were stuck in a rut.

“Dara-unnie! Seungyeon-unnie!”

I turned around, finding Sana, Yeoni, Irene, Taeyeon and Jennie walking towards me. Minsoo was here too, something I didn’t expect, but I guessed Sana might have asked her manager to tag along. Seungyeon and I smiled and stood up, before turning to look at Rachel the bartender.

“Rachel, my friends are here. We’re moving to the room,” I informed her. Rachel nodded.

“Noted! You know the way, Sandara-ssi!” she chirped.

I did know my way. I waved at Rachel and gestured for the guys to follow me. I led them to the private room that Rachel mentioned earlier, and we took our seats on the sofa. Rachel came shortly after.

“Drinks for you?” she asked, then she looked at Sana and smiled, before saying, “Minatozaki-sama, nanika o nomimono wa ikaga desu ka?”

Sana gasped loudly.

“Nihonjin desu ka?” Sana asked, guessing correctly. Rachel chuckled and nodded.

“Hai!” she exclaimed, before switching back to Korean, “I’m Japanese. Just like you!”

“Woah… Nice to meet a fellow Japanese person here!” Sana said cheerfully.

Rachel smirked and bowed respectfully, before straightening herself up and lifting her notepad back up again. Sana chuckled.

“You know what… You make me crave a Japanese drink,” said Sana, smiling cutely. “Highball, then!”

“Certainly,” said Rachel, jotting down on her notepad before turning toward the others.

“Umm… Just… Beer for me,” said Minsoo. “Cass.”

Yeoni laughed.

“Come on, Minsoo-ya. We’re practically in a Japanese bar here! We should order some Japanese beer!” he said happily, turning to the bartender, “Sapporo for me!”

Minsoo chuckled sheepishly.

“A–Ah yes… Then… I’ll have the same,” he said.

Rachel nodded and smiled. Yeoni turned to his two girlfriends.

“Jen, Irene?” he asked.

“What are you having, Unnie?” Jennie asked me.

“Umeshu. Choya. It’s good!” I said, raising my glass. Jennie chuckled.

“Then I’ll have the same,” she said.

“Tea for Irene and I, please,” said Taeyeon, looking at the Red Velvet leader.

Yeoni chuckled and flung his arm around Irene’s shoulders. Somehow, Irene blushed.

“Still on your alcohol detox?” he asked.

“Y–Yes…” she uttered shyly.

Hm? That’s weird.

“Alright. I’ll be back in a minute,” said Rachel, jotting down their orders in her notepad before leaving the room.

As soon as she disappeared from view, we all turned to look at Sana. She sighed and rested her back on the sofa.

“Let’s wait for the bartender to bring in our drinks… So we don’t get distracted,” she said calmly.

“Ya, the bartender’s kinda cute, don’t you think?” Jennie remarked naughtily.

“Oh don’t bother, Jen. She belongs to Dara-unnie,” said Seungyeon.

“Ya!” I scolded her.

Everyone gasped and laughed, and I joined them in laughter. We would usually talk like this in the HQ, but being here in Stardust was a nice change of scenery, I guessed. A few minutes later, Rachel came back with our drinks, and after we thanked her, she left.

“Right… Where were we…” Sana started.

“We haven’t even started, Sha,” said Taeyeon. Sana laughed her iconic laugh.

“You’re right… Ah well…I’ve got a few things I wanted to say,” Sana said.

Everyone started straightening our backs, listening more intently to the new IPG head. She took a sip out of her highball and smacked her lips, before speaking.

“First… I’m sorry for storming out like that the last time. I was simply too hurt and too disappointed… At Suzy-unnie and IU-unnie, but mostly at myself, for trusting them blindly over the years,” Sana started.

“We all did, Sha. You shouldn’t blame yourself,” said Irene. Sana smiled and nodded.

“I know… But I was her consigliere. I supported her, I was willing to do anything for her because I thought she was the one who saved me from the corrupt bosses,” Sana said calmly.

I nodded. That was the same thought we all had.

“Still… At least we managed to find out the truth. And… After talking with Mina and Jeongie… I realised that there is still so much good we can do with the IPG. Suzy-unnie might have used the IPG to protect her past, but now it is up to us to use all the resources that BoA-unnie had invested in us to do good. To protect each other, to protect the younger idols. Don’t you all agree?” Sana asked.

We all nodded and smiled.

“So… I went to talk with BoA-unnie yesterday in her coffee shop. She agreed that we need to freshen things up a bit. Hence, starting in February I’m going to talk to the Itzy girls, see if they’re interested in joining us,” Sana said.

“Yay! That’s nice! They’ll be a nice addition to the team!” Jennie exclaimed. We chuckled. Her excitement was contagious. Sana nodded.

“Yeah… And… Since we’re heading more and more towards the metaverse, with the Kwangya platform launching and all that… We’d definitely need members who are more accustomed to this… New world. We might need Taengoo-unnie and Irene-unnie’s help to talk to the aespa girls,” Sana said, turning to look at the two SM ladies.

Taeyeon and Irene smiled and nodded.

“I’ll talk to Karina and Winter. We’re having a GOT comeback soon, so we’ll meet more regularly,” Taeyeon said.

“Giselle and Ningning go to the same pilates studio with me, so I can speak to them there,” said Irene.

“Thank you, Unnie-deul,” Sana said.

Minsoo raised his hand.

“Yes, Minsoo?” asked Sana.

“Umm… Sha, you… Met with the Daepyonim yesterday. Did you tell her about what we learned from Ansel the other day?” Minsoo asked. Sana smiled.

“I’m just getting there… Right. I told her everything,” she said.

“What did she say?” asked Yeoni. Sana pursed her lips.

“Well… She… She kinda expected it, so she wasn’t that surprised. She was sad for her friend…” Sana mused.

We all sat silently. It was clear that Manse and BoA shared a mutual respect for one another. He even still considered her a friend. But still…

“Sha… What about his threat? I know we’ve all distanced ourselves from Suzy and IU, and we are not ‘standing by her side’ per se, as what Manse said… But… He doesn’t know that, right?” I said. Irene nodded.

“Us not doing anything… Not joining him… He would consider us still on Suzy’s side,” she said.

“You don’t think… Y–You don’t think any of us would actually join him, right, Sha?” asked Jennie.

Sana shook her head quickly, but she looked glum.

“No… I don’t think so. Suzy did create the monster, but Manse still did everything he did ever since. He still hurted us, abused us. He was still a villain. I don’t think any of us idols would want to join him,” Sana said.

“S–Sha…”

We all turned to look at Minsoo. His face was full of dread.

“Sha, do you think… M–Maybe… Hyejin?” he asked cautiously.

Sana stared at her manager for a while. Honestly, I had the same fear. What if Hyejin decided to join her father’s side? He would have Hyejin’s skills as a hacker, and he could become unstoppable. Shit. This was bad.

“I… Don’t think so,” uttered Irene.

We turned to look at her. She was frowning, staring at her teacup.

“I… I know Hyejin. Out of all of us here, I’m the one closest to her, although I can’t compare myself to Yeri or Joy. They’re the ones closest to her. But… At least from what I know… She won’t join him,” Irene said.

“Why not?” asked Yeoni. Irene looked at her boyfriend.

“It’s… She has this huge sense of justice and righteousness within her. After all, she’s a police officer… And what her father did… It was wrong. He was a victim, yes, but… Still, it was wrong,” Irene said confidently.

I hoped she was right. I really did. But… Hyejin’s look, the way she pulled a gun on Suzy after she heard the truth… That was a look of pain, of bitterness. She felt betrayed.

“I… Hope you’re right, Irene,” I muttered. Everyone nodded solemnly.

“Still… We must do something. What did BoA-unnie say?” asked Taeyeon after a while.

Sana took another sip of her highball. She then looked at all of us.

“She… Well she told me two things. One, we need to know where each of us are at all times, at least for these two days while we wait for Manse’s action. That’s why I’m gathering all of you here tonight. You’re all either the leaders of your division, or the representative of each idol group, and I know you all know where your members are naturally,” she said.

“The manager must know,” Yeoni said, pointing at Minsoo, who smiled.

“Yep. Minsoo knows exactly where every Twice member is right now, right Minsoo?” Sana asked proudly. Minsoo nodded.

“Absolutely. Tomorrow’s our free day, so everyone’s enjoying themselves tonight. Jihyo is in our apartment, Dahyun is with Jeongyeon in Sana’s apartment, Momo, Chaeng and Yori are in the hospital with Mina, Nayeon is meeting someone in that porridge shop in Myeongdong, Chuyoung and Tzuyu are having a date at Itaewon,” Minsoo listed down quickly.

We all stared at him with gaping mouths. Minsoo looked at us confusedly for a moment, before starting to blush.

“W–What?” he stuttered.

“Woahh… Minsoo! That was epic!” said Seungyeon. Minsoo blushed even redder.

“A–Ah… It was… Nothing, S–Sunbae…” he said sheepishly, making us laugh.

“Fuck… Do we even know where our members are right now?” asked Jennie, starting to think.

“Noona’s at home, as usual. Rosie’s doing her commercial shoot in Gangnam, Lisa’s at her place… Probably watching porn while drinking some smuggled Thai beer,” said Yeoni calmly.

We all gasped.

“How did you know that?” exclaimed Taeyeon. Yeoni shrugged.

“I’m the Blackpink Boyfriend, remember?” he said smugly. Jennie laughed while Irene tsked, both slapping Yeoni’s head.

“Ya!” Yeoni protested, clutching his head. Irene glared at him.

“Stop being so smug!” she scolded him.

“S–Sorry…” Yeoni uttered, making us laugh.

We all turned to Irene and Taeyeon, expecting them to continue. Taeyeon sighed.

“My girls are all with their families… Except for Sunny, who’s having a late-night fitting appointment with Eunbi and Cheng Xiao…” Taeyeon started, but a naughty giggle escaped Jennie’s mouth.

“Woah… That’s a huge fitting appointment she’s having right now!” she sniggered meaningfully.

Her comment made us burst out in laughter, except for Minsoo, who was looking left and right confusedly. Taeyeon slapped Jennie’s shoulder loudly.

“Fuck you, Jen! I almost spit out my drink!” she cursed, grinning wide.

“I was right, wasn’t I?” Jennie defended herself, giggling profusely, before turning to look at her boyfriend, “Don’t you agree, Daddy?”

Yeoni was blushing red.

“I–I… Y–Yeah? I g–guess?” he stuttered, clearly feeling embarrassed talking about Eunbi, Cheng Xiao, and Sunny’s absolutely huge assets. Irene pouted.

“Namja…” she muttered, although I could see her cute smile.

“Alright, alright… So Sunny’s doing her huge fitting appointment, and Yoona’s in America shooting her next film,” Taeyeon completed her words.

Our attention turned to Irene, who sipped her tea elegantly before speaking.

“Seulgi’s helping Wendy to start preparing for her wedding with Pastor Nathan this summer, Joy is with Crush, and Yeri… Well… Yeri’s with Hyejin now, wherever she is,” Irene said slowly.

“She never told you guys where she is?” Jennie asked. Irene shook her head.

“No… I’ve tried asking Yeri, but she only said Hyejin needs more time and space… So… I guess there’s nothing I can do,” said Irene.

We all nodded. Taeyeon looked up at Sana.

“Sha… Any idea on how to find out what exactly Manse is planning to do as a retribution against Suzy?” she asked. Sana nodded.

“That’s… Number two,” she said.

“What’s number two?” asked Seungyeon.

Sana cleared her throat.

“Number two…” she uttered, then she looked at me. “... For number two, I need Dara-unnie’s help.”

“Eh?” I asked. Sana nodded.

“Yeah… I… I need you to… Find a way to contact CL-sunbaenim tonight,” Sana said.

My eyes widened. That was exactly the thing I was mulling over for the past couple of days, and now she asked me to actually do it. Seungyeon noticed my reluctance.

“Can we… Can you… Do it, Unnie?” she asked.

I stared at her, and then at the rest, before looking directly at Sana. She smiled and reached across to hold my hands.

“Unnie… We all heard how CL-sunbaenim sounded when she talked to Ansel. Like I told you in the hospital that night… I don’t think she’s beyond redemption. I think she can help us. If you can contact her, and ask her to tell us what Manse is planning to do… Then… Then maybe we’ll have a chance,” she said.

Sana stared directly into my eyes. I met her gaze, but I bit my lips worriedly.

“I’m… I’ve been thinking of doing it too. But… I don’t know if she’ll pick up, Sha,” I said honestly.

Sana nodded. I knew she understood me. But… Still, her gaze was firm.

“We… Have to try, Unnie. We don’t know what he’s planning to do… My bet is on him releasing another scandalous article about one of us, but… We can’t be sure. We need to find out, so that we can plan our defensive strategies accordingly,” Sana said. I nodded.

“I understand completely, Sha… B–But… I…”

I felt a tiny hand reaching my shoulder. I turned, finding Seungyeon smiling at me.

“Unnie… Like what I said earlier…” she uttered. “You’ll never know unless you try.”

Her words sounded true. It was the confidence I needed. Slowly, I nodded my head.

“I’ll never know unless I try,” I echoed.

Seungyeon smiled cutely and nodded. I turned to look at the IPG head, and I smiled.

“Okay. I’ll try contacting her tonight. I’ll let you know as soon as possible,” I said.

Sana smiled and nodded. She released my hands, and went back to her drink, raising the tall glass to the air.

“Well… A toast, I guess? For our safety, and for the future of the IPG,” she said.

“For the new head of IPG?” Taeyeon proposed. Sana giggled.

“Still not official, Unnie,” she dodged the question. We chuckled.

“You’ll do well, Sha…” said Seungyeon, raising her glass.

Everyone followed her example, raising our glasses together.

“To our safety, to the future of the IPG, and to Sana!” exclaimed Jennie.

“Ganbeh!” we all exclaimed.

We clinked our glasses, and we drink. We stayed in Stardust for a long time after that, drinking, talking and joking with each other, enjoying our little reunion after a week of not seeing each other. Rachel came to the room once in a while to bring us more drinks and some light bites, before eventually joining us to drink.

At around 10, everyone started leaving, wishing everyone safety. Seungyeon left the last with me, but not before tipping Rachel generously and whispering something inside her ear that made her blush a little while stealing a glance at me. I slapped Seungyeon’s butt as I walked her to the door, making her cackle.

“What did you say to her?” I asked her. Seungyeon sniggered.

“Oh, you’ll see… Take your chance on her, Unnie!” she exclaimed.

“Ya…” I sighed exasperatedly. Seungyeon cackled again and turned to the bar.

“Bye, Rachel! See you around!” Seungyeon exclaimed.

“Bye, Seungyeon-ssi!” Rachel said, before winking at me. “Bye, Dara-ssi!”

I chuckled and walked out with Seungyeon. She waved me goodbye before walking to her Tesla, and I watched the cute girl drive away while smiling. I sighed and walked to my car, entered it, and started driving away.

I reached home at around 10.30, and I took a quick, hot shower. I then opened my fridge to take a bottle of beer, before walking to the balcony to sit there.

I sat there quietly for a really long time, simply staring at the night sky, letting my mind wander off. The night was beautiful, the pale moon was shining bright. I took a cigarette and lit it up. I blew smoke out of my mouth… And finally, I took my cellphone into my hands.

I whipped open my cellphone, hovering my thumb on CL’s number for the umpteenth time this week. Seungyeon was right. I would never know unless I tried. I took a deep breath, collecting my confidence.

“Fuck… Please pick up, Chaerin…” I whispered, secretly begging her.

As I was just about to press the call button…

My phone rang.

It was CL.

“What… The fuck?” I uttered.

The phone kept ringing.

With trembling hands, I swiped the green button to the right, accepting the call.

“Y–Y–Yeoboseyo?” I stuttered.

“Unnie. Unnie, listen. I don’t have much time, and I’m sorry I can only call you now, but… Listen carefully, okay?”

CL was whispering. It was like she was talking secretly. Wait…

“C–Chaerin? W–What is it? Where are you?” I stammered.

“Listen… Tonight, at mid–g–t…” she started, but her voice was breaking up.

“What? I can’t hear you, Chaerin! You’re breaking up!” I said a little louder.

“T–ight. M–ight! Unnie! M–d–t!”

What the fuck was she trying to say?

“Say it again, Chaerin! What is it?” I exclaimed.

“M–dnight! Dara-unnie! Midnight!”

Midnight?

“W–What? Midnight? What about it?” I asked. “Chaerin… Where are you? Are you alright?”

Static. CL’s voice kept breaking up. Shit. This wasn’t good!

“Chaerin! Can you hear me?” I asked, practically yelling now.

CL took a deep breath before continuing her whisper.

“Unnie. Tonight, at midnight, Manse’s going to––”

Silence followed. Huh?

I looked at my phone. An empty battery icon flashed on the black screen. My phone had just run out of battery!

“FUCK!” I cursed.

I panicked. I rushed inside, and looked at the clock on the wall. It was past 11 pm. Midnight was less than an hour away. What should I do now? What would happen at midnight?

[brightmiraii]

NCT 24th member || Harumi

FACE CLAIM: Remi (Cherry Bullet)

DANCE CLAIM: Lee Chaeyeon (ex IZ*ONE)

VOICE CLAIM: Jo Yuri (ex IZ*ONE)

STAGE NAME: Harumi (하루미)

BIRTH NAME: Miya Harumi (宮晴美) 晴 (Haru) - bright 美 (Mi) - beauty

KOREAN NAME: Moon Myeong Hee (문명희)

ENGLISH NAME: Ellie Miya

CHINESE NAME: Gōng Qíngměi (宫晴美)/Wen Ming Xi (文明熙)

NICKNAMES: Haru, Brainnie, Xiao Měi, Bright Myeong, Rumi-hime (princess Rumi)

BIRTH DATE: November 25th, 2000

PLACE OF BIRTH: Madison, Wisconsin, USA

ETHNIC: Japanese

NATIONALITY: Japanese, American

EDUCATION: unknown elementary school in Madison, unknown elementary and middle school in New York, unknown middle school in Seoul, Seoul School of Performing Arts - practical dance (2016-2019)

ZODIAC SIGN: Sagittarius

MBTI: ENFJ-T

EYE COLOUR: Black

HEIGHT: 163cm

WEIGHT: 45kg

BLOOD TYPE: O

POSITION: main vocal, lead dancer

UNIT: NCT DREAM, NCT 127 (Limitless - now), NCT U (Timeless), NCT U (Make A Wish)

TRAINING PERIOD: 2 years (2014-2016)

LANGUAGES: Japanese and English (native language), Chinese and Korean (proficiency obtained), German (learning)

FAMILY: Miya Hayao (father, deceased), Miya Yoshiko (mother, deceased), Moon Seungyeon (adoptive father), Moon Bom (adoptive mother), Jianyu (adoptive cousin)

B A C K S T O R Y

Harumi was born in Madison, Wisconsin. Daughter of a young Japanese couple that moved to USA to start a new life, Miya Hayao and Miya Yoshiko

Since her father was an Algebra teacher in an middle school near their house and her mother was a Japanese teacher in a local language school, Harumi grew up highly influenced by knowledge and curiosity

Unfortunately, at the age of 6, Harumi and her parents were involved in a car accident, resulting in their death at the spot. Luckily Harumi survived, despite heavily injured

She was transferred to an orphanage in New York, where she could afford a better treatment to her injuries and social assistance with her double nationality

Harumi was the eldest child in the orphanage and the least interviewed kid for possible adoptions, because of her age. Because of that, she matured quickier and learned how to mask disappointment

She decided to learn by herself Chinese and Korean - in an attempt to increase her chances of being adopted, even if through an international adoption

Four years later, when she was 10, Moon Seungyeon and Moon Bom adopted her and brought her to South Korea

Harumi got casted during a Sunday outing she had with her family. A scout heard her singing and playing guitar and decided to invite her for an audition

Seungyeon, Bom and Jianyu (her cousin) convinced her to try for it and, eventually, join SM as a trainee

A couple of months after she began a trainee, SM introduced her as one of the SMRookies, participating in shows such as "Mickey Mouse Club"

Debuted in August in NCT DREAM, charming the fans with her powerful and husky voice

P E R S O N A L I T Y

Harumi is perceived as a sweet extrovert, always polite and warm towards anyone who approaches her. Though her soft looks and voice could mistake her as a shy girl, she is a truly happy virus

Her energy changes according to her surroundings. Whenever she’s with more playful members, she’s joking around and making a mess. However, with the calmer members, she can blend with them very well

Since she was the eldest in the orphanage, Harumi usually takes care of everyone around her, including the older members. She makes sure all the members are comfortable, healthy and happy

Extremely independent, struggles on relying on other people - which gives constant headaches to the older members

Keeps all negative comments and feelings to herself, not wanting to burden anyone

Has a hard time saying “no” to people, that being one of her biggest weakness

Constantly looks for improvement and new knowledge, so she's either learning a new dance style, an instrument or improving her producing skills

Because of years of rejection, Harumi is extremely self-conscious about herself as an individual

F U N F A C T S

Harumi learned Korean and Chinese through grammar books she found in a library. Because she was really young, the girl often reached out to the employees to explain some topics (what was a verb, noun, for example)

An volunteer in the orphanage taught Harumi how to play guitar and, eventually, gifted her his old one

Every Saturday afternoon, the orphanage headmistress would take the kids to Central Park. Harumi started to sing and play guitar there just for fun, but people started to spare her a dollar or two

In her audition, Harumi sang "Growl", from EXO, an acoustic version that fit perfectly her huskier tone

Seungyeon and Bom gave Harumi her Korean name, but let her decide whether she would use it or keep her given name (Harumi actually cried when they let her keep "Miya Harumi")

She surprised all the trainees with her almost perfect Korean, especially after introducing herself with her Japanese name. They were even more shocked when they discovered she knew as well English and Chinese

Contrary to all the Dreamies, Harumi did not drop out of school, juggling her student and idol life. All the members were worried about her health, but when they discovered the reason why Harumi was so adamant to keep studying, they did everything they could to help her

In 2017, Harumi got Korean and Chinese proficiency through the official test, formalizing her fluency in both languages. Because of that, fans gave her the nickname Brainnie

Before joining NCT, Harumi focused her vocals on acoustic versions and ballads. She was often told that her tone didn't match girl groups

Because of the car accident, Harumi has a long scar from her sternum to her bellybutton. Only in Ridin' era she felt comfortable enough to wear crop tops that showed a bit of it

Following the trend of peculiar dislike of foods in NCT, Harumi doesn't like nuts. She's actually heavily allergic, needing to have an epinephrine shot with her whenever she goes out to eat

The part she loved the most during her trainee period was dance classes, Harumi had so much fun and created a soft spot for it

Harumi despises winter the most, snowy days are the worst for her, because remind her of the car accident

Loves all Disney movies, even the underrated ones

Harumi's a quick learner, but feels extremely burnt out and unsatisfied, dropping one or another activity every once in a while (she usually tries again, because she hates the fact she gave up on something)

Her official emoji is ✨, because of the meaning behind the kanji of her name (Haru). Her introduction during her debut days was “Hello, I’m sparkling Harumi!”

One of her favorite hobbies is re-recording songs. She would record all the instruments, getting all notes by hearing and - finally - get the vocals done

Likes affection, but hates aegyo

Her favorite color is yellow

Maintains Dream’s dorms up (she does do cook, she does the cleaning to the point the others scold her for doing all by herself)

Her lives are mostly songs recommendations, guitar sessions and whenever she’s at practice room, she does a few covers

She’s a huge fan of BoA, EXO, SHINee and MAMAMOO

In 2019, Harumi became an official MC at Music Core alongside SF9 Chani

[thirsty-x1]

Thirsty | Cho Seungyoun

Request:

Can I request a one shot w syoun where his partner (gf?) fingers him while sucking him off? Only if you’re comfortable with writing that! Thank you xx

↬ Pairing: Seungyoun x fem!reader.

↬ Genre: Smut.

↬ Warnings: explicit language, anal fingering, oral sex.

↬ Word Count: 1.7k+

There were many masterpieces in the world, but you certainly found unfair that your boyfriend’s ass wasn’t considered one of the seven wonders. It was firm and round and tiny, or maybe that’s just how you liked to describe it. He was usually fonder of wearing loose clothes, but the few times you caught him with tight jeans… it was a blessing, and seeing it with no clothes was beyond anyone’s imagination. This being explained, it wasn’t unusual for you to squish it every now and then when you had the chance, usually followed by a grinning Seungyoun shaking his head.

And now it wasn’t any different, your boyfriend sleeping peacefully next to you, his hair all over the pillow as he turned around to change position, your favorite toy in the world coming into view beneath the bed sheets. You slithered down, waiting for the right moment before your hands massaged it softly, your eyebrows shooting up when Seungyoun left a tiny moan that made you stop. After a few seconds, you tried it again, this time more slower, your thumbs caressing the skin of his inner thighs and he trembled slightly while burying his head on the pillow.

Well, that was new.

You went back up, leaving a trail of kisses on his exposed back until you reached the nape of his neck, his small giggle letting you know he was wide awake now.

“Baby…”

“Hm?”

“Would you like to try it?” His ears perked up at the question and he almost hit your head as he got up suddenly. “I remember you saying that it would be interested…”

“But now?” You shrugged and he shook his head. “I- I have to get ready first. Clean and all. So then… tonight?”

A smile played on the corner of your lips as you nodded, not expecting he would agree so quickly to it. Both Seungyoun and you liked to try new things, it was just fun to see how things would turn out, sometimes ending in the best way possible while others became a fun story or a reminder to not go there again, and this was the newest experience: fingering. For Seungyoun. He got tired of listening to some of his friends talk about how amazing it was and of course it picked up his curiosity, so once he brought it up to you in a rather shy way, unusual in him, but quickly said that if you didn’t like it or were disgusted by it, you didn’t need to do it. But how could you say no to something that would bring him pleasure?

You continued with your day as usual, but it was obvious that Seungyoun was nervous about it. Or maybe excited, you couldn’t quite put your finger on it. He would walk one way to another, sit down, then get up, eat, then refuse to have dinner a thousand times before he finally went to shower himself, furrowing his brows when you simply laughed at him. If you had to be honest, you were pretty anxious about it as well, the pressure of wanting to make it a good, memorable experience for him was weighing on you but maybe if you acted calmed about it, he would relax too.

After what felt like an eternity, the night came, the slight cold atmosphere doing nothing against your warm body that just came out of shower to find a fidgeting Seungyoun sitting on the bed, playing games on his phone. Teasing him a bit wouldn’t hurt, right? So you let your towel fall to the ground, holding back a smile as you saw how he almost dropped the phone and started drying your hair, not taking your eyes off of the mirror that showed you how Seungyoun struggled to find a comfortable position. You put on the short satin nightdress that he had gifted you and turned around, your boyfriend on his tummy while complaining about losing yet another match until your hands on his thighs made him jolt.

“Are you comfortable?” Your fingers played with the fabric of his briefs, noticing his muscles tighten in anticipation to your every touch. “I think you need to relax a bit.”

It didn’t took much to know how Seungyoun was feeling; he was an open book and his thoughts would always reflect on his body. You massaged his legs slowly, running your hands up his thighs while avoiding his butt on purpose and continuing with his back, sitting on the low part of it to apply some pressure on his shoulders. After a few minutes, he stopped being so tense, his breathing stabilizing and gave you a small thumbs up as if to tell you he was feeling better now.

You stood up and he turned around, sitting and quickly bringing you to him as he pressed your lips together, this time him being the one melting you. He pulled you closer, having you straddle his hips just in time to let you feel his hard on.

“Stop teasing me so much.” His voice was barely a whisper against your lips, your hand on his chest letting you feel his heart beating faster as he noticed your nails thoroughly trimmed.

Without saying a word, you kissed down his chest, lingering for a few seconds on the tattoos on your way before pulling down his underwear to let his cock spring out, the precum already leaking off the tip. It was a first to see him this turned on at trying something new, so you lost no time in taking him into your mouth, your tongue swirling around the head before following the vein on the underside of his shaft. When you looked up, his eyes were fixed on you, his lips slightly parted as he sighed at your movements.

“Can you pass me the lube, baby?” You saw his face change in a hundred colors before stuttering a small “yes” and grab the bottle next to him and hand it to you.

Getting into your knees, you changed your position and gripped his thighs while pulling a bit on him, his eyes opening wide at the new exposure before he tried to cover himself and failed on it. His hands were covering his face but the redness on his ears gave him away, and you couldn’t help but to giggle at his reaction. Somehow, it made you soften while feeling more powerful, it being the first time that Seungyoun had gotten this embarrassed with you in the most adorable way. You let go of one of his legs and squirted a bit of the lube into your fingers, his head popping up at the sound.

“W-wait…” You stopped immediately, the view resulting comedy worthy.

“Is everything alright? Do you want to stop?”

He shook his head furiously. “No, but… b-be gentle with me, please.”

A shiver ran down your spine when you saw him so vulnerable, his voice thin and higher than usual. You nodded, giving a reassuring squeeze to his thigh before circling his entrance with the cold lube, his body reacting at the temperature almost instantly. Making sure that it was well lubricated, you put a bit more in your fingers and went back to suck on his dick as if trying to distract him from the slight prodding of your fingertip.

“Relax, Seungyoun, everything will be alright.” He seemed to follow your advice for a bit, letting you press a few millimeters in before tightening again. “You won’t shit yourself.”

His laugh filled the room while he got shy, but at least that calmed him down a bit. You took care of each motion, making sure that the stretch didn’t become painful for him, putting more lube each time you felt it was necessary or when he asked you. Before you realized, you had two fingers inside of him, keeping them still as he got used to it. When he showed you he was ready, you started to move the pad of your fingers back and forth, pressing slightly upwards as if you were giving it a massage and checking on him.

“F-fuck, fuck, fuck, wait.” Seeing the worry in your face, he smiled sweetly. “It feels too good and I don’t… I don’t want to cum too fast.”

Maybe you should listen to him, but that was his pride talking. You went back to jerking him off lazily, the palm of your hand teasing his tip before putting it in your mouth again while moving your fingers at the same time. Alternating between shallow thrusts and precise ones, you started to edge him, bobbing your head up and down his length and your ears getting rewarded with his soft moans. The rush of power became stronger and stronger and you stopped sucking on him, wanting to see his expression as you started to stimulate his spot while masturbating him. His head thrown back, his voice getting louder, higher and breathier, the tattoos on his skin revealing the light layer of sweat, his stomach tightening on time with the walls hugging your fingers… everything felt new and intoxicating.

“Look at me, Seungyoun.” He tried his best to comply with your order, his eyes fluttering shut when the sensations overwhelmed him. “Can you be a good boy and cum for me?”

It was the final straw. Seungyoun let out a choked whine when you rubbed the spot again, his cock throbbing in your hand as he came all over his chest, the spurts painting his skin as the muscles kept clenching around your fingers. His body spasmed a bit, his legs shaking as he came down from his high. You carefully took out your fingers from him, placing soft kisses on his skin as he complained at the emptiness. Walking to the bathroom, you washed your hands and got back with a fresh towel, cleaning him and drying the sweat away before laying down next to him.

“How was it? Are you feeling good? Does it hurt?” By the look on his face, you could say he was too far gone, but still he turned around, snuggling against your chest as if seeking for refuge.

“It was amazing, I’m more than fine and it doesn’t hurt now, but I think you did a good job so don’t worry about it.” He pressed a kiss on your neck. “Thank you.”

You laughed and played with his hair. “You looked adorable. I want to have you like that more often.”

He pulled away to stare at you. “Just you wait until I gain some strength and I will definitely take revenge.”

This feels short but I loved writing it! Thank you so much for requesting jsdakd damn I want to peg them cOUGH

~Nani

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[solarisetlesetoiles]

Hello it is cry about Ilpyo Park hours once again

This is a compilation of my thoughts on episode ten. 

!watch out for spoilers!

There he is, my favorite boy

Seungyeon! I like her, it’s a shame she doesn’t show up more in the webtoon

baby boy’s so sad T-T

Another screen shot of Ilpyo being pretty

Aww Ilpyo was excited to fight Mori

D:

Pffft, okay I know that he means the power of the key, but with shipping goggles on that line sounds very different :D

Once again, the Park cousins being beautiful

I can’t handle how buff Seungah is, it’s amazing, can we have more female characters designed like this, please?

More Ilpyo because there is never enough of him

Look at them, such good boys

Ahh!! I’m so happy they included this scene

HOJOSA! HOJOSA! AHHH!!!

I hope we get a season two and they include that one really ridiculous conversation Ilpyo and Hojosa have (y’all have probably seen my jokes about them if you’ve looked at my other GoH content)

THERE HE IS!!!

Bonus:

Mira and Daewi being fucking adorable, they’re such good beans

This episode was so worth the wait. They did make Ilpyo a lot softer though, in the webtoon he’s a bit more ruthless and they definitely toned him down a bit.

[la-luna-es-hermosa]

Squirt (Kai x Reader)

※ Title: Squirt

※ Businessman!AU || Businessman!Jongin || Rich people AU!

※ One-shot || Genre: Smut || Just plain smut || Squirting

※ Paring: Kai x Reader

※ Summary: When (Y/N) turned 21, Jongin, her boyfriend wanted to explore deeper into their relationship.

※ Warning(s): Age Gap

※ Word Count: 2,278

※ Note: I’m sorry I wasn’t able to keep my promise. I just didn’t have any motivation on what to write since I am also arranging my writing commissions, I hope you can check it out! I’m just gathering interest as of right now since I have not arranged my PayPal yet (probably it will be open as soon as next year starts)

※ Main Masterlist || Commissions 

Just right after her 21st birthday, (Y/N) and Jongin went on a hotel suite. Being her long time lover. Their relationship is quite secretive. Of course, Jongin has a name to maintain, as a CEO of a real estate company, he would never let anyone know their relationship and ruin his reputation. Their age gap alone is problematic, what more if they know Jongin’s into BDSM? They’ve been having connections since she was 18. (Y/N) being the daughter of one of his business partners, his main contractor, Robert.

Laying on her eyes was something Jongin never thought. When he saw the girl with Robert. Coming from school and sitting in the field office working hard on her school works, he immediately fell hard on her. He even frequented her country, (Country) to just see her. He fell madly in love with her. But, just like him, she fell hard on him too. But she stops herself. Seeing him remove his safety hat, his forehead was dripping with sweat, damn! That is where she fell really hard for him.

But as a CEO, Jongin was pressured by his parents to get married. 

“Jongin, baby, please get married already. Your father did not die and give this company to you if you’re just going to make it your life.” His mom said in dismay.

“But who am I going to marry?” Jongin asked. He already has someone in mind, but he doesn’t want to get married to (Y/N), yet, we mean, he can’t.

“The daughters of our business partners. There are a lot of them. Jennie and Seungyeon are really pretty.” His mother responded to him. Both women are his type, but it ain’t it.

“No. If I’m going to marry someone, I’d like that someone to be someone I want to be with forever. I want (Y/N).” When those words came out of Jongin’s mouth, his mother was shocked.

“Sweetie, no. (Y/N), she’s too young for you. Please understand that.” His mom thought of a reply. He can’t marry (Y/N) that is what his mom knows for sure.

Agreeing on a daddy-babygirl kind of relationship is intense in itself, but they never did the deed. Jongin felt bad about fucking her. - Right timing. Right after they arrive on the beautiful island of Amanpulo, Jongin will execute his other intentions. It was a night beautifully planned. Jongin has been waiting four goddamn years to execute all of this. He will surely devour the woman in front of him.

While Jongin was carrying her, - bridal style, of course, she knows it already. She knows what will happen. Jongin finally arrived at the suite’s huge bedroom, he just kicked the door open. He dropped her in the Narra wood desk. Her hands are holding on the table, scared of what is happening next. The impatient man started undoing the lace that tied the beautiful long gown together. The dress was insanely beautiful. - it was in a lavender purple, with white pearls decorated around the long beautiful train. Though admiring the beauty of the dress, Jongin wants her out of that dress. - instantly.

When the lace was done being undone, the dress instantly fell on the brown carpeted floor. But Jongin was in for a treat. The beautiful dress soon revealed the lingerie. - The oh-so cliche lingerie girls wear on the night of their lives, she was extremely waiting for it. (Y/N), herself was skeptical about wearing it. Thinking it was too risky, it was her friend Rose who suggested she wear the lingerie. 

After seeing the beautiful black lace corset, hugging her curves just right, paired with matching black lace thongs and black lace stockings, Jongin’s eyes and erection were in for a treat tonight. His ever-growing member stood still, having the tight feeling in his black pants. He can’t stand it. He’s so impatient… he wants to ram his not-so-little Jongin on her little pussy.

He unbuckled his black belt immediately. Then he unzipped his pants. - Barely removing it. His hard member immediately stood up. The man didn’t wear underwear, a stupid decision on his part. His member was around 8 inches long, fat and veiny, dripping with precum. Then, he grabbed something from his pocket. - A small tube of lube. “Daddy’s gotta lube up or else I can't fit it.” He had a bigger smirk in him as he started putting lube on his hard cock.

“Why can’t you have sex with me without lube? I’m wet enough daddy, am I? I want it inside of me too, not just you.” The debutant asked him. In a very seducing voice. Where did she fucking learn that from? He asked himself. Maybe from watching porn? He continued his doubts. But hot damn! She really wants him just as much as he wanted him. From the beginning, Jongin knew she’s only stopping herself from doing that.

“Sorry baby girl, but daddy’s impatient.” Before the girl could even tell him she’s a virgin, Jongin set aside her panties. He did not even have the patience to remove it. He needs a quick release. - right here, right now. It earned a high pitched moan. He flipped her over, seeing his beautiful girl. He finally inserted his very hard cock on her wet pink folds. (Y/N) is excited and scared at the same time.

(Y/N) was quick to expect pain from Jongin. Looking that he’s already so horny and his eyes are filled with lust, she closed her eyes quickly. He saw what she was doing. So he decided to carefully insert the huge cock in her. Inch by inch. He did put the lube, just for some lubrication, though she’s really wet already. “Baby girl, please don’t worry, I won’t hurt you… and damn you’re right…” Jongin affectionately said. 

Kissing her pinkish lips. It was a soft kiss, as soft as cotton candy, but the kiss was mostly tongue, she can taste the Lechon and Lechon sauce from Jongin’s mouth. He was finished drilling his cock on her tight little pussy, earning a moan from the younger woman. He started it at a devilishly slow pace. “Daddy please faster! Let’s move to the bed…” She grabbed his back that was still heavily clothed. Unlike before she doesn’t feel the sharp pain anymore.

Jongin was quick to follow, cause he’s so fucking horny, also it turns him on when she begs on him. The guy carried the woman again but to the bed this time. Her legs spread wide. Then, thrusting, he went from 1 to 100, devilishly slow to devilishly fast. She was panting from the pleasure she’s receiving. She arched her back, ‘cause holy fuck if someone can give you as good of a sex Mr. Kim Jongin can, you will arch your back no matter what. “Fuck Jongin, fuck! Daddy oh my God!” She moaned loudly, then, she could feel a knot forming on her stomach. All from this intense pleasure of course.

Jongin did not hesitate to make her cum. The girl deserves it. Since this horny bastard is still not going to cum any minute now. Even when (Y/N), his little girl - correction his wife, already spat out her sticky come and is currently riding her orgasm, the horny fuck still fucks her real good. “Daddy, I'm too sensitive!” She moaned at him as she tried to remove his coat from him. 

While still roughly thrusting into her pussy, damn! This guy has God-level stamina, he proceeded to get his hands from her back and tear his own shirt. Out of more raging impatience, he tore her panties apart too. He kicked his own pants and now he is completely naked. He started thrusting harder than ever, earning a moan from (Y/N) who was writhing with sensitivity. “Daddy, ah! Fuck, please Jongin faster”

The young lady is about to release her own come as well. “Damn I waited so long to touch you… I’ve waited three damn years to touch you” The man exclaimed. He really waited that long to actually have sex with her. - He punishes her by butt spanking, but never sex. When he’s needy, he always asks her for oral sex. When she’s the one needy, he fingers her, but never inserts his gigantic length in her.

“Fuck! You felt so good, it was all worth it!” Jongin moaned louder as the young girl digs her sharp painted nails in his back, whimpering and silently moaning his name like a mantra. Encouraging Jongin to just slam his length on her a bit harder as his pace was getting quite slow.

His cock buried deep into her slit even more. But as much as the two don’t want the fun to stop, Jongin ends up cumming on her little pussy. It also timed in with the young woman’s release, coating his monster cock “Baby…” He hugged her tightly as he flipped their positions. (Y/N) is now on top of him, his back on the comfortable mattress. With his skillful hands, he started removing the corset from her body. Unhooking it one by one, earning a moan from the young one.

“Am I really too young for you?” She asked him. She was blushing way redder than any tomatoes. Of course, she would ask that, with their unbearable age gap of 10 years. He was distracted when he saw her small boobs pop from the restraints of the corset. It was small, yes, but Jongin likes it enough. As much as he likes sexy ladies, he does not really go for the tits. He’s an ass guy. Everyone knows that for sure.

“No… baby girl, you’re just right.” Jongin kissed her boobs and started sucking on them. Just like that, he can earn a moan from her. Everything he does turns this horny bitch on. Then, he drifted on her neck, sucking it in. Since her beautifully curled hair was getting out of the way, she grabs a conveniently placed black hair tie on the Narra wood nightstand.

When her hair was sloppily tied, Jongin began planting butterfly kisses on her collarbone. Earning a moan from the little girl. He found her sensitive spot and left a hickey on the area. “Round 2?” Jongin asked, smirking, he was turned on yet again when he saw his cum dripping all over her. It was dripping all over her little pussy, Jongin was fine with it, her pussy had sparse pubic hair over it, but nothing is different. - He saw her grow in every aspect.

“Oh my God, really…” She smirked at him as she got on the other side of the bed. She grabbed one of the white pillows, laying her head on it. Then, she lifted her ass up, laying her head on the pillow, looking into Jongin’s eyes. She wanted Jongin to fuck her doggy style this time.

Jongin was immediate to respond. He stood on his knees and got on her ass. “Baby girl, wanna film ya?” He asked her in a very seducing voice, slapping her. If (Y/N) can seduce, definitely Jongin sounds like he’s a sex God or something with his seducing abilities. He’s absolutely charming indeed. That is the reason why she fell in love with him.

She immediately responded to him, smirking, “Sure daddy”, Jongin immediately grabbed his phone from the nightstand and opened his camera app. His member was showing as well as (Y/N)’s ass, which he slapped. When the video started rolling, she was moaning loudly as he thrust his member yet again in her hole. He can never get enough of her. It gained, even more, moans from the young lady.

"Daddy… Please… I'm near." The young girl begged. He thrust harder as he started rubbing her clit with his calloused fingers. She started gripping onto the bedsheet as she arched her back. Jongin growled as he could feel her g-spot. He moved his phone on the nightstand, the camera still rolling in front of them.

Her velvety pink walls clenching at every thrust he makes. "(Y/N), you're so tight… please know that I love you!" He told her as he got his cock out of her tight hole and entered his three big fingers in her little hole. He went on her back, the said fingers snaked on her hole. He started roughly thrusting his fingers back and forth on her.

Legs spread as wide as ever, (Y/N) arched her back and gripped on the silky bedsheet. Arching her back so sexily in front of the beast that is devouring her. Her eyes rolled above with so much pleasure he is giving to her. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I think I am in heaven!" Her soft yet fragile voice said. His fingers had thrust enough and just as expected, watery substance started to leak out of her pussy. It was like an explosion."Fuck! You cum so well!" Jongin expressed.

Then, he moved out. He walked in front of her as his tongue went on her pussy to leak her cum clean. "Daddy is so good with his tongue, isn't he? Ah..." (Y/N) teasingly said with a moan as her fingers ran through his silky black hair. His hands opening her legs wide. - Showing her milky thighs. When he finished licking all of her cum clean, "You're so delicious." Jongin said as he licked his fingers in front of her.

Right after he cleaned his fingers, "Are you ready?" He suddenly asked her. "Yes." She firmly answered, panting heavily on the bed. She can feel her body shaking with all the action they did.

"Let's continue, this time, privately," Jongin said with a smirk

[woossexyponytail]

San, Friends to Lovers.

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You were sitting in your room at your desk, typing on your laptop for work.

Looking over at the clock, you sighed seeing how late it was, and that your best friend and roommate San, wasn't back from his night out yet.

Earlier before San left he asked if you could stay up, and wait for him, mostly so you could look after him, when San went out you are always there to take care of him, make sure he has food, water and painkillers, San also is very clingy and more so when he's drunk, so you agreed to stay up.

The clock ticked on getting later and later, though you finished with your work load, you changed to watching Netflix while you waited.

Hearing the door open and close you sat up, grabbing a hoodie putting it on and slipping on your slippers, but you froze the moment you heard San shhing someone, and a female giggle.

You turned around grabbing your headphones, laying on your bed putting them on, you sighed It's going to be a long night.

Hearing the giggle your expression changed, San brought a girl home, your breath hitched, your heart tightened in your chest, you bit your lip hard enough for you to feel a bit of blood.

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The next morning you were standing in the kitchen waiting for your coffee while you cooked some bacon, hearing something behind you, you turned around seeing a female walking out of San's bedroom.

The girl had on a tight black dress, the sleeve on her left falling down her shoulder, she held her black heels in her right hand, her dark brown hair down all the way to her hip.

You shrugged to yourself turning back to the bacon frying on the pan.

The girl turned around eyes meeting, she looked shocked for a second, then smiled at you shyly, after that she rushed out the front door.

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You made a bacon sandwich for breakfast for San and yourself, putting in some brown sauce for your sandwich and ketchup for San's, you walked over to the sofa placing the plates on the coffee table along with your coffee and San's sweet tea.

A few seconds San came walking out his bedroom, sitting down next to you on the sofa while you turned the tv on.

The both of you sat there for a couple of minutes just eatting in silence, after the silence got a little awkward for you, you spoke up.

"How was your night last night then?" You asked, while you picked at you breakfast, nibbling at it to keep your eyes away from him.

"It was good, alright." San nodded his head, mouth full of food, holding up his hands infront of him while he spoke.

"Did you get the bang?" You asked, hidding the pain in your voice, your chuckle turned to a sigh not wanting him to say anything about his night with the girl.

"Did you cum?" You laughed, taking the piss out of him, you cursed yourself for asking, but that's what you would normally do when he spent a night with someone.

"No, but she said I give real good cuddles." San laughed, you smiled at him laughing along, knowing nothing happened made you happy.

"I could've told you that" your laughter getting louder, San smiled over to you, "Oh I make sure you get the best I ever give" San chuckled laying back in the sofa, head laying on your shoulder, cuddling up to you.

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You smiled down at him leaning your head on his, he snuggled up to you while you both watch some morning cartoons, enjoying the peace and quiet with just the two of you.

It had been about two weeks after San brought home the girl that he didn't sleep with, and your work friend has non stop been telling you to move one from your bestfriend.

"I'm telling you yn, it's pointless you know, I've got a friend that is looking for a relationship" Chaeyoung said smirking at you.

You looked up at her from your desk sighing and looking back down a frown on your face, Chaeyoung's smirk turned down.

"Chaeyoung what did you do?, yn never frowns" Dahyun said as she walked over to the two of you glearing at Chaeyoung.

"Hey! I didn't do anything, I'm just saying I know a guy that she could go on a date with" she said shrugging leaning on your desk.

"Well that could be good for you yn, why not give it a shot" Dahyun said also leaning on your desk, both of them staring at you waiting for your response.

"Fine, I guess it wouldn't hurt" you said sighing leaning back in your chair, the girls both giggled at you, "Jeez yn, at least look a little happy that you've got a date" Dahyun said smiling brightly.

"Hmm maybe I should show you a picture of the guy" Chaeyoung said getting out her phone and finding a picture of the guy.

"Here his name is yugyeom, he's super cute and adorable, you'll love him" she said turning the phone to you, Dahyun quickly stood behind you to see the guy.

You had to admit he was pretty good looking, cute face, sweet smile, he looked like a nice person.

"Ohh, he's hella fine, snapback dog tag future boo" Dahyun said, causing all three of you to giggle at what she said.

"Okay, He is super handsome, I'm happy to go on a date with him" you said actually getting excited for the date.

Chaeyoung and Dahyun highfived each other, you shake your head at the two girls, "Right I'm heading back to my desk before the boss comes over and fires us" Dahyun said walking off.

Chaeyoung turned to you ahuge smile on her face, "I'll text Yugyeom your number so you can sort out your future together" she said laughing also leaving for her desk.

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You had been talking to yugyeom for a few day now and tonight was the first night that you were going out on the date.

You had finished your shower and your makeup, you did a smoky light brown eye with a light nude lipstick, your fake lashes on making your eyes pop.

You walked out the bathroom walking in to San, "Oh you look nice" San said smiling at you.

"Yeah well I've got a date" you said as you cliped the last bobby pin in your hair, "Hey me too" San said his bright smile got even bigger.

"Yaay" you said clapping your hands for him, "Yaay" San said also clapping for the both of you.

"Wait don't losers get this excited for a date?" You asked frowning at the situation, San stopped also frowning at you.

"Losers don't have dates" San quickly said smiling again both of you going back to being excited.

You both walked in to your bedrooms finishing get ready while San started to get ready.

"Should I wear the shirt-" you asked to San but he quickly shut you down, already know what you were talking about "No" he replied to you.

"How about the red-" you asked talking about the red dress, but once again San already knowing what you were going to pick said "No".

"Ok, I'll just go with the black-" you said talking about the short black dress you have in the closet, San cutting you off again but agreeing "Yes" he said, you nodded even though he couldn't see.

"Should I wear the blue-" San asked but you quickly cut him off, "blue shirt, No" you told him, putting your dress.

"How about the grey-" San asked again, but you shut him down, "No" you told him putting on your high heels.

"Ok I'll just go with the white-" San said once again, but you cut him off, "Yes" you said grabbing your bag, and a cardigan and walking out your bedroom.

Bumped in to San finishing getting ready the same time, you both smiled approving on both the outfits.

"Should I have a cardigan-" you were about to ask holding it up infront of him, "Theres a different between seductive and prude" he told you.

"Okay got it" you said putting the cardigan on the sofa, "What about me, Should I have one button undone or two?" He asked opening and closing his shirt.

"Theres a difference between seductive and prude" you told him a raised eyebrow, "Okay got it" he said nodding keeping two buttons undone, you both highfived each other as you both rushed out the front door, grabbing your coats.

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You got in to the restaurant telling the waiter the name of the reservation, he nodded leading you to the table that already had yugyeom sitting there.

Yugyeom stood up the moment he saw you, a huge smile on his face, he was dressed nice and a drink waiting for you, you both sat down while you looked at the menu.

After ordering you both talked for a while, it was actually easy to talk to him you both laughed and had fun, but after awhile you noticed Yugyeom getting distracted by something behind you.

You did a quick look behind you and had to check again when you noticed a familiar person, San was sitting a few tables down with the same girl from a few nights ago.

Looking back at Yugyeom wondering why he was looking over there, you got his attention back on you as he looked a bit guilty.

"Is everything okay?, you keep looking at something behind me" you asked looking concerned, he shyly smiled at you.

"I'm sorry, it's just... that girl over there is my ex, she ended up going home with that guy she's with now, so I broke it off" Yugyeom said rubbing his eyes trying not to cry.

You put your hand over his arm rubbing it for comfort, "I can't believe Seungyeon here, I'm sorry I'm bringing the mood down aren't I" he laughed.

You both tried forgetting about the couple behind while the food came, eating you both stayed in comfortable silence.

The date was going really well, you quickly excused yourself to the bathroom, as you took a check in the mirror you looked over yourself adding more lipstick, you nodded and walked out the bathroom.

The moment you opened the door you bumped into San shocking the both of you, San grabbing your arms to stop you falling.

"Hey yn, I didn't know you were coming here, how's your date going?" San asked hands still holding your arms, rubbing them.

"Well, it was good until he noticed that your date was his ex, that cheated on him with you so" you told him not wanting to lie to your bestie.

San expression changed instantly in to a frown, he looked back at his table along with you to notice that Seungyeon was sitting in your seat next to your date holding his hand and looking lovingly at him.

You and San looked back at each other both shocked about that, you noticed a glint in his eyes as he looked back at you, a smirk formed on your face as San grabbed your hand and lead you over to your table.

"Sorry to interrupt, but yn and I think it's best to leave the two of you since you obviously have some things to sort out before either of you start dating again" San said looking between the two of them hand still in yours.                               

"Right, let's go home yn" San said looking over at you, Seungyeon and Yugyeom looking shocked as you and San walked out the restaurant still hand in hand.

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You and San sat on your sofa lounging while watching tv both leaning against each other, your head on San's shoulder and his head laying on yours.

San moved his hand to entwined your fingers feeling him turn and press his lips to your forehead in a sweet kiss, then sighing in to relaxing next to you.

"Yn I need to tell you something" San said moving up to sit, properly turning to you still holding your hands.

You smiled at him feeling nervous about the serious expression on his face, waiting patiently for him to carry on speaking.

"Having my date with Seungyeon today, she said something that, that really opened my eyes to something I was blind to" he told you, sighing he looked a lot more nervous then you now.

"What I'm trying to say is, is that your my best friend you've been there for me through thick and thin for years, and I realise that I never had a long term relationship because none of the girls were you" he said looking down at your hands.

"What I'm trying to say is, yn I'm in love with you, so so much that I don't know what I would do if you weren't in my life" San said finally looking at you.

Your eyes widened in shock your lips felt dry, your throat cracked, hands becoming clammy, heart beating extremely fast, butterflies in your stomach.

You couldn't speak you didn't know what to say because you had so many things you wanted to tell him but nothing came out, you were frozen in place, unsure of what to do next.

San looked down frowning he let go of your hands moving away from you.

"I get if you don't feel the same, but I really needed to tell you and get it off my chest, looking back I've been in love with you for so long I just couldn't see it, until recently" San said looking back at you.

Seeing the look on his face made your heart twiste knowing he thinks that his feeling aren't mutual you couldn't take it anymore and forst yourself to speak.

"San, I'm in love with you too" you told him finally getting your voice back, San smiled the brightest you've ever seen him, grabbing your face in his hands and kissing you so passionately.

"I'm so happy you have no idea" San said laughing as he hugged you close the both of you giggling, San ended up pushing you over on the sofa laying on you as your laughter got louder.

Your noses touched as your laughter stopped, staring at each other lovingly, San brushed a bit of hair away from your face as he leaned in again, this kiss was still passionate but extremely sweet while the first was desperate.

San leaned back rubbing his nose with yours in a cute gesture, your cheeks burning red at the new clingy feeling.

"You know, the guys are gonna tear us a new one, you know that right" he said as you nodded knowing that your friends will all probably be cheering and saying finally, once they find out about you and San.

You both giggled as San huged you close to him laying his head between your neck and shoulder, you stroked his hair playing with it as San sighed into you.

"Let's wait for a little while to tell people, it's peaceful at the moment and I don't want to get up" San said you agreed, mostly because you couldn't get up with him laying on you, but you were far to comfortable either way. 

"I love you San" you told him "I love you too" San replied as you both drifted off to sleep, the tv quietly playing in the background of your home.