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Kalla | Choi San || Chapter 10

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Pairings: CEO!San x fem!reader

Genre: smut, angst, fluff, strangers to lovers.

Warnings: dom!San, sub!reader, voyeourism, use of sex toys, bondage, dirty talk, BDSM, exhibitionism, rough sex.

Summary: She was surprised by how fast her life went from the perfect fairytale to the destructive mess it had turned into. Dealing with a cheater ex boyfriend, having to move out to a different place because the house she lived in belonged to that man she once dreamed of spending the rest of her life with, while continuously being underappreciated at work... It was as if life was telling her to stop dreaming big, to go back to her small town, Bibury, and help her parents run the small farm her family had owned for decades.

At least until she received a call from her friend.

A sudden vacancy as an assistant showed up on one of her friend's system, having her being encouraged to take that big step and apply for it. She had no hopes for it. Mainly because she didn't have any experience on the field, and she didn't comply with most of the requirements that were added on the offer -and which most of them sounded ridiculous and exaggerated for the position, making her wonder who was the freak who needed so many guidelines in order to hire someone to pick up the phone and schedule events. 

Although that hotel she'd be working on was much more than anything she could've come up with. 

Choi San wasn't someone easy to deal with. After his previous assistant presented his resignation letter on his desk, he felt forced to start the whole selection process again -after merely two months. 

Sure that he was being way too strict, enough to find that anyone who applied for the position wasn't enough, he asked one of his friends to be in charge of the interviews and the selection of the most adequate candidate. 

Little did he know Wooyoung would hire the imperfectly perfect candidate for him, sure that she'd help him in many ways other than just in dealing with the responsibilities of his position. 

A new challenge will come their way as soon as she steps inside the hotel. 

Y/n will have to learn how to mold onto him and deal with all his small habits and requirements, and San will find himself trying to open up and let out all those same things that turned him into the person he was. 

The more she digs in Kalla and all of its secrets and exciting corners, the deeper she'll dive into San's heart and soul... Although, maybe, she won't be able to take it. 

Kalla opens its doors to you, sharing the vast amount of filthy and erotic plans it offers, and that you can join with a partner... Or maybe just by yourself. 

Hope you enjoy your stay.

Chapter duration: 16 minutes

The emergency meeting that was held because of Y/n was only for one thing: decide whether he should kick her out or not. His head tilted to the side while his chin rested against the comfortable place his index fingers had become for it. He probably wouldn't have cared about her being fired, he certainly didn't care because she was a burden in a lot of cases because of the language barrier, but it pissed him off. It was during those times that he realized the little control he had over his own business, because wealthier people were the ones in charge to decide his fate.

It wasn't as bad when it all started, because he managed to make enough money by himself to be the head of Kalla. But it became worse after the scandal that turned it all upside down. In the middle of the stocks falling down into a catastrophe, both Wonshik and Misuk bought even more to keep them as stable as possible, and assure the rest of stockholders that there would be no problem for them to keep the stocks. If someone as important as Park Wonshik was willing to keep his money in the hotel, it was going to be a safe bet for the rest of the people investing money on it.

San was thankful about it back then, but after Kalla recovered from the scandal, he lost more and more power. He didn't feel like the owner of that place anymore. Something that started like a dream, slowly became something he didn't even like anymore.

Three knocks on his door interrupted his trip back in time, making him blink and look towards the door with a serious face.

—Come in —he demanded with a heavy voice, focusing back on the email he had received from Misuk.

She had always been on his side, being the first stockholder in Kalla and the one that influenced others' decisions when it came about the hotel and San. Just like she had enough to say about Y/n being fired or not, convincing Wonshik that she was a good fit for the job and that it was only because she was still trying to get used to the position and their habits. All of her interventions were excuses to back up Y/n's action and lack of comprehension, insisting that it was better to have someone completely disconnected from the hotel and its problems rather than hire someone that knew about how deep in trouble it once was.

Y/n pressed her lips together, closing the door behind her as she advanced until the middle of his office.

It wasn't as wide as it seemed from outside, certainly the white color of its walls made it seem bigger, and also the way the shelves didn't take up the whole wall, but only the upper part of them. And as much as she tried to fight her eyes from wandering around, the fact that San wasn't even looking at her forced her to look away not to feel the pressure that was building up.

Her eyes stopped on him, feeling the shame knocking in his brain when the idea of being fired hit the back of her head. She dropped her gaze to her shoes, knowing it was better to just hear the words than having to confront his glance as well. It could be she was avoiding it because she didn't want to see the relief in them, after he finally managed to get something he was looking for, and to which he only needed a small excuse to make it come true.

She was so scared, but at the same time... He looked so attractive when he was mad. She couldn't understand how her brain was able to process such a thing at that moment.

—Send an apology to all of the investors on the list I've sent to you by mail —San demanded—. Write it in Korean, with perfect grammar and a proper vocabulary. Actually, before you send it, send it to me so I can correct it —he continued.

She was still confused, because that wasn't something she was expecting. Did she have to send an apology after they fired her?

—Does that mean...?

—That you continue with your responsibilities and obligations —he cut her off—. Which means don't ever repeat what you have done, always follow my lead and orders. There won't be a next time.

Y/n's brain was in the middle of processing his words and what they meant, getting rid of the idea of having to go back home and look for a new job.

—And get serious with the language —San reminded her—. They will be even more strict about it than before.

—I'll do my best. I promise.

—We'll see that. And also —he finally looked at her—, it wasn't me the reason why you'll stay here. If it had been my choice, I'd have kicked you out.

Her smile slowly dropped, although she was able to stop it from completely disappearing by smiling again. San could've kept that information to himself, but he still chose to let her know for whatever reason it was.

—I'll still do my best —she assured him, with a less excited tone.

San looked at her, thinking that maybe he was being way too harsh with someone that wasn't to blame for the mistakes that made him be so strict about everything. He was so close to losing everything that he couldn't tolerate something that could be avoided. And Y/n's action could've been avoided if only she had been more professional.

Among the silence, he finally lifted his hand and pointed to the door to guide her to do all of the tasks that were pending. She needed to do a lot of things, and it was better if she left it all done before her shift ended that day.

—Oh, right —she nodded, walking backwards while her hand on her back looked for the doorknob.

After being around her for three days, San still couldn't understand what Wooyoung saw in her to give her such a position.

She huffed, half an hour into typing all of those apologies using the translator, to confirm that what she was writing down made enough sense to appeal to all of the people that would be sent to. Her head dropped to the front, assuring herself that she was closer to the end when she was getting closer to half of the apology she needed to send San first.

She looked behind her, finding his door still closed, and turned to confirm that he was past the time he left the other days. She could only wonder if he was waiting for her to leave first after what happened that day, or if he was waiting to review her apology to give her the green light.

Y/n wasn't that far-fetched.

San sat in his office, looking at his door, thinking that he'd be able to look through it and see Y/n working on her letter. He could imagine how hard it could be for her since she didn't control the language. He had gone through that same thing years back when he was living in London, and he wanted to be there in case she needed any type of help. Although he doubted she'd ask for his help after everything that happened that day.

The main door opened abruptly, making Y/n jump on her seat as she stared at the young woman that had been in charge of the reception the time she had been working there. Her frown was creased, with her lips slightly parted as she tried to breathe faster while looking around the office with a scared expression.

The words that came from her sounded like an incomprehensible sound that Y/n couldn't understand as much as she tried, she could only understand the name of her boss and add some urgency by the way the tone of her voice broke mid sentence.

Mumbling, Y/n asked her for a quick second, getting up from her seat and knocking on his door before she stepped inside his office.

—Didn't I tell you to send it via mail when you were done? —San repeated, slowly moving his eyes towards her— What's happening?

—One of the receptionists... I don't know.

His body was impulsed by the strength of his hands on the desk, getting up from his black chair to walk past her and find Areum close to having a panic attack.

—There's a problem —she tried to explain as soon as she saw him, not even needing him to ask her to inform him—. One of the clients came to reception. At first we thought she was just going to complain about something related to the service. But she later came... I still can't understand how it happened —she scratched her nape, trying to get some air back into her lungs to keep talking—. Her bracelet disappeared, and she thinks one of the boys stole it from the room she shares with her husband.

—I'm sure it's nothing we can't work on —San tried to calm her down.

—We found the necklace in Do Yoon's jacket.

Despite not completely understanding what they were saying, because they were speaking way too fast for her to grasp a single word, she could see the way color left San's usual tanned skin as his face went more serious.

The curiosity was tickling her brain, and the question was burning her tongue, spilling out before she was aware.

—Is everything alright? —she dared to interrupt.

San's eyes fell on her immediately after, showing her a new look she hadn't seen before on him. He seemed lost, worried. The situation was out of his control, and it was all over his facial expression. He only looked at her for a few seconds, before he looked back at Areum.

—I want the recordings of the camera placed on the floor where their room is —San demanded—. Tell the customers that I'm already working on it, and that I'll be back at them as soon as possible.

—Do you want to see Do Yoon?

—No. I want to see the recordings first.

He needed to fact check that he actually went inside the room, before jumping to any conclusions through accusations that could be wrong.

Areum left with a little and short bow, leaving San's office and closing the door behind her. Y/n's eyes were still on her boss, who was already thinking of all the different scenarios.

—You can leave —he let her know.

—I'm not done with my work —she mumbled, lazily pointing at her computer.

—Leave it for tomorrow. There's something urgent going on right now.

—Shouldn't I be here though? That's my job.

—I thought I was clear when I told you to follow my orders.

—I'm just doing what I'll be paid for —Y/n answered back.

San, being more worried about the big problem in front of him, allowed Y/n to do what she insisted so much on doing: helping him, despite being sure she'll probably have another burden on the way -or, at best, someone just looking at the disaster with no power to stop it.

—I'll send you the recording of the security camera —he let her know—. I want you to cut it on the time frame I'll tell you —he informer her, in case he did indeed find something suspicious—. We'll have to use it in case one of my employees did in fact steal something.

And as much as he hoped not having to do that, the email showed up on her feed thirty minutes later, with an exact time frame with a lapse of ten minutes.

It didn't make sense to her. That boy was supposedly going to clean the room, but he entered and left in a span of ten minutes, and got inside the room with no tools, nothing that he could use to do his job. His back also faced the camera all the time, as if there weren't only two other male cleaners in the hotel.

Something didn't feel right.

—Did you already send it? —San interrupted from behind.

—Are you sure about this? —Y/n dared to insist.

—What are you trying to say? That the bracelet magically appeared in his jacket?

—I just don't think this is enough.

—Look, someone stole in my hotel. Someone that's working for me. He was asked to clean that room today, and now this happens. —San cleared up—. He's an extended representation of Kalla's brand. I can't have any sympathy for someone who dares to mess it all up for a lame necklace.

—But...

—Didn't you say you'd stay here to work? Do your job and let it all be —he interrupted—. When Do Yoon comes here, let him walk straight to my office. That's the only thing I want you to do after you've sent the cut out.

She simply nodded, allowing some relief to finally kick in in San's system before he walked back inside his office.

It just didn't make any sense for her. He worked in the hotel, he could've been more discreet if he had wanted to. He could've used the time he was given to clean the room to cover himself somehow, but he went there a second time with nothing that could work as an excuse. Either he was too dumb, or someone else was the one behind that robbery.

While she was deep in her thoughts, a younger tall boy knocked on the open door with a sad expression and his head crouched down, aware of what was coming his way without him being able to avoid it.

She tried to give him a sympathetic look, although she knew it'd be of no use as the boy walked past her table to direct himself to the end of it all. He stopped a bit ahead of the corner of her desk when he noticed San talking on the phone, waiting for him to finish so as not to make things worse.

Her eyes slowly dropped to his right hand, noticing a big palm on the reverse, and which also caught Do Yoon's attention.

—It's burn, yeah —he mumbled, trying to cover it with his other hand.

At first, she only thought of how much it must've hurted. If it left that mark, it certainly wasn't a small burn you suffer while you're cooking. It covered most of the reverse of his hand.

As she checked again, the supposed thief didn't seem to have any mark on the right hand he used to pass the card and open the door. There was nothing, which directly meant it possibly wasn't that scared boy.

She didn't care about San's reaction, she didn't care about the consequences of her interrupting the meeting after her boss had ordered Do Yoon to close the door behind him to have some privacy.

—It wasn't him —she announced as she broke into his office.

—What are you saying? —he mumbled, visibly annoyed.

That girl certainly knew how to be timely, interrupting him right when he was informing Do Yoon of the process of his dismissal and how he was expected to apologize for what happened.

—It wasn't him —she repeated—. The mark on his hand, it's not there.

San still looked at her as if he didn't know what she was talking about.

—Your burn —Y/n pointed at her own hand, while looking at Do Yoon—. You're innocent —she turned to San again—. The man in the recordings doesn't have the burn. I also checked the recordings from early in the morning, and his mark was there when he went to clean.

—So you're saying someone is playing me? —San asked.

He was so afraid of being caught in another scandal that he didn't even worry about doubting what was happening. If he had learnt something, it was to just deal with things in a way that wouldn't create a big fuss.

—Do Yoon, you can go —he let him know.

—But what happens with me?

—I'll work on it —he let him know—. Meanwhile, come back tomorrow as if nothing had happened.

The young boy didn't insist. He needed that job, and whatever meant to keep it, he'd follow it.

San waited patiently for Do Yoon to leave his office, leaving him alone with his secretary again -who was looking at him with attention, waiting for a new order that she knew was about to come after that new information.

—We'll check the recordings from all the cameras in the span of the thirty minutes prior to that incident.

—Okay —she nodded.

At first, it was a lot of nothing. For the first two hours, they looked into nothing more than people walking down the different aisles, with the weirdest thing being some people making out for a few minutes in a corner. Until San finally came through the last piece of evidence he needed to confront the whole issue with confidence, radiating happiness with a wide smile that showed all of his front teeth and made his eyes squint shut.

In the video, it was shown how the husband of the customer got inside of one of the closets with something in his hand, and left completely clothed in a uniform that was similar to the one his employees wore. Checking thirty minutes later into that same camera, San could spot that same man throwing those clothes into a bin and walking away.

He cleared his throat when he noticed Y/n's surprised eyes on him, not expecting to ever see such a reaction from her boss.

—I already found the video —he informed her.

—That's great —she celebrated—. What's the next step?

—Kicking those leeches out.

San walked away before she could say a word, leaving her with another thought. Instead of talking, she opted to act, looking deeper into the cameras before she could completely close everything that happened.

Someone who was willing to taint his image again couldn't get away with it easily, he couldn't tolerate them spending another night behind his doors after what they had tried to do. He didn't care how much they complained about the time he sent someone to knock on their door to solve things out, he didn't care about how he interrupted their dinner after they had called the room service.

He needed them out.

—I hope you called us because you already found the thief —the woman ranted.

—I did —he nodded—, and he's next to you —he pointed to the older man who had a similar complexion as Do Yoon's.

—Excuse me? —the woman asked, offended— Are you accusing us of lying? I won't tolerate this.

—Areum, show our dear customers the video I sent you —San demanded, inviting the couple to stand behind the counter to see the monitors properly.

As it was obvious, both of them denied it was them behind the robbery. But what took him by surprise was how they asked him for proof that they sneaked the necklace inside Do Yoon's jacket, leaving him with no possible response -because he didn't go as far as to think that.

He was so eager to solve it all as soon as possible, that he didn't think any further when he should have.

—No matter what you do now, I'll make sure Kalla is tarnished forever. How dare you accuse us of doing something like th...

Her words were lost in the tip of her tongue as Areum replayed a video Y/n had sent her last minute, where they could clearly see the moment the man sneaked the necklace inside Do Yoon's pocket, while the jacket was hanging on the backrest of the couch in the reception, minutes before they rushed to accuse him of robbery.

San saw the victorious smile on Areum's face, and despite not seeing what they were seeing, he was sure it solved all of his problems.

The couple looked at each other nervously, with the woman gulping thick before being able to speak again with a more submissive tone.

—We'll leave right now. It all was a misunderstanding.

As much as he would have loved to call the police, he knew it'd only make things bigger than they were. There was no point in taking it to that extreme, but he'd for sure save all the clips in case he'd need them in the future. He was sure those people were probably not going to leave it all there.

With a problem less, he felt himself in debt with Y/n after what she did. If it hadn't been for her, he probably would've fired someone innocent and would've compensated some people that just wanted to take advantage of their position as customers, which also made him wonder if they went through all of that only because they wanted a free stay with all expenses included. As he walked back to his office to thank Y/n for her work that day, he found she was gone. Her desk was tidied up, her computer was turned off... she was most likely gone.

It could be he had been judging her wrong because he wasn't the one who chose her, it could be his friend didn't have as bad a judgment as he thought. Anyone else would've just sat back and followed his guidance, but she went one step ahead and worked to find a solution to help him and his hotel.

Sighing, he picked the few things he had on his desk, eyeing his office one last time before he stepped outside and walked down the corridor.

Maybe she was in her room.

Before he could knock on her door, he heard her voice on the other side.

—You have no idea! —Y/n exclaimed— I can't stand him. It doesn't matter what I do, he always sees something wrong in everything —she huffed—. And that's not the worst. I kinda like when he's annoyed. He's already distracting, but him being mad multiplies his attractive per hundred —she assured—. I think I might be going insane. 

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tb to the time 5vixx showed no mercy to leo 😅 (cr.)

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VIXX LR “Whisper” comeback concept photos

Made a little something because it’s D-10 til LR’s comeback (and because I’m an insomniac whose brain likes to hyperactively work at 4 AM 😂)

Still don’t know what concept this will be but I’m just too excited over the fact that VIXX’s resident music geniuses are coming back with more masterpieces \(^ヮ^)/ that, plus all the looks they’ll be serving again 👌

P.S.A: This is NOT the actual song they’ll be promoting, I just thought it *kinda* fit the concept photos lol (but hey, listen, what if they DO come out with something like this? omg im shaking)

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I just watched Jongin's ig lives from 190518 (with Moonkyu & Wonshik).

It was great, especially the lives 3 & 4. It was funny and interesting. He talked about a lot of things.

He told us in a funny way how he met Taemin & Moonkyu before he was a trainee. He spoke a lot about his dance trainings (my favorite subject).

At the end, he discussed more serious subjects that matter to him like fans, happiness, stress, haters. You can see that he's sincere and that he's really a good person.

If you're fan of Jongin, it's a must to watch.

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leo is who's the strawberry ice cream thief? ㅇㅅㅇ🍨 (insp.)

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Wontaek fake subs Episode three: Wonshik in denial

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Giving Him Control Pt. 16

A/N: The contract between a Dom and a Sub can be vital to prevent any misunderstandings or complications in the relationship. It can be negotiable, and can include whatever is agreed upon between both parties.

Characters: Ravi x Reader

Warnings: fluff, reader finds out she’s pregnant, nervous Ravi (it is a warning)

Word Count: 4447

You couldn’t keep yourself from touching him everywhere your hands could reach. Knowing the reason now for not wanting to be touched in certain areas, you made sure you left those places untouched. Your fingers tugged at the towel around his waist, pulling it free and allowing his bare skin to touch yours as he stripped you of your slip and lingerie. Tucking his arm beneath you, he flipped himself over, bringing you to lay under him. His eyes searched yours, built up pain and fear visibly leaving them as you watched. Lifting your hands to his head, you tangled your fingers into the damp dark locks of hair, bringing his lips closer to yours. Just before you kissed him, you paused, whispering just barely loud enough for him to hear.

“I love you. I will always love you.”

Taking a deep breath, his eyes closed briefly as he let the words wash over him. He would never tire of hearing you say those three words to him. He struggled to release the fear as he kissed your nose then repeated your words.

“Y/N, I love you. Please let me make love to you.” He had never asked before, and it made your heart swell at his tender request.

“I want nothing more than that, Ravi.” you breathed out as your hips rose up to feel his hard erection press against your pelvis. Reaching between your bodies, you wrapped your hand around him, guiding him to your entrance. With a slow thrust of his hips, he slid inside of you, taking his time to allow you to stretch around him. Your head fell back into the pillow, your lips forming the perfect little ‘oh’ as he filled you completely. When he was sheathed to the base, he steadied his body, reveling in the way you felt beneath him. Setting a languid pace, his hips rocked into yours, his hand coming to cradle your head as he lifted you to kiss him. It was slow, tender, and full of love. He took care to treat your body with gentle touches, long slow motions of filling you then sliding nearly all the way out, only to fill you again. Another hand reached under your thigh, lifting your leg to grant him deeper access. His eyes never left yours, watching your orgasm build in your expression, watching the way your eyes closed when he hit your G-spot with each stroke along your walls. 

“R-Ravi. I’m close, baby. Please, fast-faster!” you were begging him, pleading with him to chase his own release and cum with you.

“God baby, That’s it. Cum with me, Y/N. I Love you, baby.” his confession sent you over the crest, your orgasm spreading through you like a fire, heating you from the inside out. When he met his own release, his lips came down on yours as you swallowed the growl that came from deep in his chest. Your arms wrapped around his neck, bringing him down on you, his head resting on your chest as you both settled from your highs.

“Don’t let me go.” he whispered against your bare flesh. You hugged him tight, kissing his head as your hand carded through his hair.

“I don’t ever plan on it, Ravi. Never. I love you too much.” your eyes fluttered until they closed of their own accord. Ravi looked up at you, still secure in your embrace. Kissing your jaw, he too gave in to sleep, forgetting the business dinner for the time being. There was nowhere else he wanted to be than in your arms at this moment.

You woke with a start, your body dripping with sweat, and your stomach churning violently. You scrambled from beneath his weight, your feet sprinting you to the bathroom. The sound of your retching awakened Ravi instantly. He was by your side, holding your hair back as your emptied the contents of your stomach. When you had been reduced to dry heaves, he fetched a cool damp washcloth, placing it to the back of your neck. 

“Are you okay, Y/N?” his voice was full of concern.

“I think, I think so. It might have been lunch disagreeing with me, I think I might have to miss the dinner tonight. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t worry about that. I’ll call them and tell them that I can’t make it. I’m going to stay here and take care of you.” He was helping you to your feet, his arm around your waist as he helped you back to bed. Adjusting the pillows so your head was up, he tucked you back in, sitting next to you. 

“I’m going to call them then I will be right back. Do you need anything?” you could tell he was worried by the tone of his voice. 

“I’m fine. I’m already feeling better. Just hurry back.” you gave him a weak smile. He kissed your forehead, then left to make the call. 

The moment he left the room, your smile fell. You knew what was wrong, having had an idea for the past two weeks. At first, you just thought you were late due to all the stress you have been under. But with this, you were fairly convinced, dreading the notion that you were going to have to tell him. 

As Ravi made his way to his bedroom, he tried to remember what you had for lunch. Salmon cakes and water to drink. But that was several hours ago, and you had no other symptoms until then. If it was food poisoning, you would have been sick within a couple of hours. You hadn’t shown any symptoms before hand.  He made his call, apologizing for having to reschedule. When a new date had been set, he thanked them and hung up, carrying his phone to your bedroom. A sudden thought hit him midway down the hall. You hadn’t marked your period on the calendar lately. It was something he had you do, so you would both know when you were due to start. He turned on his heel, running down the stairs to his office and looking at the calendar on his desk. The last two months had no markings. His feet were carrying him swiftly up the stairs, not stopping as he busted through your bedroom door.

“Y/N? When was your last period?”, your face fell when you realized he was figuring it out. You shook your head before answering him.

“I’m almost two months late. I was chalking it up to all the stress I had been under.” 

“Are you? Are you pregnant? Y/N, tell me.” he didn’t raise his voice, instead keeping it calm and even. That made you even more nervous, not knowing how he would feel about the fact that you were.

“I think so. I didn’t plan for this Ravi, I swear I didn’t. When the attack happened and we weren’t together, I had just stopped taking them, with everything going on, I forgot. I swear, I’m not trying to trap you into anything. I promise, please believe me.” you were crying, hugging your knees against your chest as you watched a flurry of emotions cross his face.

He sat still for what seemed like an eternity, his eyes closed as he dropped his head. When you were beginning to think he was going to kick you out or worse, tell you to have an abortion, he finally opened his eyes and looked at you.

“We’re going to have to confirm it. But if you are, then we will have to figure something out, Y/N. This was not in the plans for me, for us.” he stood up, dialing a number as he walked around the room.

“Hello, Dr. Chen? It’s Kim Wonshik. Yes, good to talk to you too. It has been a while. I was wondering if you could fit in a new patient for me? Tomorrow? Yes, that would be great. Thank you doctor. See you then.” When he hung up, he sat back down on the edge of the bed, taking your hands in his.

“Promise me that you didn’t plan this Y/N. I know things happen unexpectedly, but I want to know that this was totally unplanned on your part.” He held your hands, giving them a gentle squeeze.

“I swear Ravi! I wasn’t planning on this happening. I wouldn’t do this to either of us. Please believe me.” tears were running down your cheeks. He cupped your face in his hands, wiping at the tears with both his thumbs.

“I believe you, Y/N. If you say it was an accident, then I will trust you. If you are though, we have to think about what we’re going to do. My lifestyle isn’t exactly one that is great for having kids. Plus, what we have is unique, to say the least.”

“What are you saying Ravi? Do you want me to have an abortion? Is that what you’re thinking? Because if it is, I’m not having one. If I am pregnant, I will raise this baby own my own if I have to. I’ll find a way.” you were shaking as you spoke to him.

“Whoa! Hold on, I never said anything about that. Don’t get ahead of yourself. Y/N, I was just saying that this is going to be hard to do. I never said I didn’t want it. I love you Y/N, even if you are carrying my baby, that doesn’t change that fact. You’re stuck with me, like it or not.” He gave you a smile, kissing your head tenderly to calm you down. You wrapped your arms around him, hugging him close.

“I’m sorry, Ravi. I just didn’t know what to think. I’m scared. Scared that you wouldn’t want me if I am. I love you too. If I really am, we will make this work together.” You let him settle you down into the bed, covering you up as you nestled into the comfort of the blanket cocooned around you. 

Once you were asleep, Ravi left your room, heading for his office. If you were in fact pregnant, then he was going to have to decide if he was going to stay with you and have a family, or let you go and support you and the baby financially. He never planned on having children, he didn’t want to risk becoming like his dad. The thought terrified him to the bone, and here he was faced with the possibility of having a child. Could he be the father that a child deserved? Would he be good enough? He knew that you loved him and that he loved you, but could it work with a child thrown into the mix. He would wait for tomorrow to find out for sure if you were or not. Until then, he needed time to work through all the emotions that were raging through him. 

You woke several hours later, feeling much better than before. You padded down the hall, wondering where he could have gone. Just as you made it to the stairs, he came into view. He watched you walk down, a faint smile on his face, as you made your way down to meet him.

“Hey. Are you okay? I know you must be in shock, I am too.” You didn’t move, wanting him to make the first move.

“Yeah. I’m good. I am a little shocked, but who wouldn’t be, right? For now, are you hungry or need anything? I’m not sure how you feel after earlier, but if your hungry, I can fix you something light to eat.” He took your hand, leading you towards the kitchen.

“I’m a little hungry, but I feel good enough to fix myself something. Why don’t you go back to whatever you were doing. I’ll join you later, okay?” You watched with wary eyes as he nodded his head, touching your forearm softly as he turned to walk away.

You fixed a bowl of soup, some crackers and iced tea. It was just bland enough to keep you from getting sick again. When you cleaned up your dishes, you set out to look for Ravi. You entered the front of his office, hearing him behind the door in a deep conversation.

“I don’t know what I want. You are one of the very few that know what I have been through. How can I help bring a child into this world, knowing that I have the capability to end up like my own father? I can’t- I don’t want to turn out like him. I just- I’m scared as hell Hakyeon. Yeah, I do love her, believe it or not. No! I would never ask her to do that! If she wants this baby, then she has that right. I just don’t want to lose her, and I’m afraid that she will want to leave me if she thinks I might turn out like my asshole of a dad. I never planned on something like this, man. I just-” His head shot up when he saw you standing in the doorway. He knew just how much you had heard by the look on your face. 

“I’ve gotta go. I’ll talk to you later.” He hung up the phone then rose up to come to you. You stiffened for a second, but quickly relaxed before he caught it.

“Do you really think you would turn out like your father? Don’t you see that you are better than him? You would never be like him, Ravi, never. You are a good man, a wonderful man, who I love. I know you would never hurt either of us. I trust you Ravi, completely.” You lifted your hand to his face, cradling it as you caressed his cheek. He sighed and leaned into your touch, his own tears threatening to spill over.

You spent the rest of the night talking. Talking about the what ifs and the if nots. You settled on waiting for the test results tomorrow before either of you made any big decision. You stayed the night in his bed, wrapped in his arms. Tomorrow began a new chapter in your lives, and both of you had your own fears to fight. 

The morning came too soon, and you were dreading the doctor appointment. Nonetheless, you got up and showered. It was while you were letting the water run over your achy body that the nausea hit you. You threw the shower door open, hovering over the toilet while you were still dripping wet. As soon as you started throwing up, startled and disheveled looking Ravi came flying in. He grabbed your hair up and held your forehead. Once you stopped, he shut off the shower and grabbed a towel. Wrapping you in the fluffy softness, he carried you back to the bed, setting you down gently.

“Is this going to be an everyday thing?” he asked with concern.

“God, I hope not! This is horrible.” you whined as you sunk down onto the pillow. 

“Well, maybe the doctor can give you something to help with it. I hate seeing you this sick.” he kissed your forehead, smoothing the damp strands from your cheeks. 

“Thank you Ravi, for taking care of me.” you reached for his hand, tugging him down to you. You grabbed at his arm, holding him to you like a lifeline.

He let you sleep until it was time to leave for the doctor’s visit. You were a bit surprised when he insisted on going with you, but you weren’t about to say anything to make him change his mind. He held your hand the whole drive there, opening the door for you and being the sweetest thing possible. Internally you were giggling like a schoolgirl at his behavior, but on the outside you kept it calm. 

When the time came for the doctor to see you, his palms were sweating and his hands and knees were shaking like crazy. He wasn’t sure if he was going to be excited that you were pregnant or disappointed that you weren’t. Last night gave him time to think. He was up way after you went to sleep, and he took the time to really think about what he wanted. He came to the conclusion that, since he loved you and both of you made this little baby, he would do his best to do the right thing. He didn’t want to lose you, and if he had you by his side he felt like he could do anything, be a better person, all because of you. You had changed him so much, and he was so thankful for you. 

“Good morning Wonsik, Miss Y/N. So I hear that Wonsik wanted you to be seen immediately. What seems to be the problem?” Dr. Chen asked, her smile making her appear years younger than she actually was. She had worked with Ravi when it came to several of his subs, so when he called, she pretty much knew it was for something along those lines.

“Morning Dr. Chen. This is Y/N, and we think she may be pregnant. We want to confirm it today if possible.” Ravi spoke softly, his nervousness coming through in his tone.

“I see.  Well, let’s get a little bit of a medical history on you and then we’ll run some tests. Would you like for him to stay?” Dr. Chen looked between you and Ravi, patiently waiting for you to answer.

“I’d like him to stay if that okay with you, Wonshik?” He nodded in response, his leg bouncing up and down from his nerves. 

Dr. Chen went over your medical history, had you leave a urine sample and drew some blood. The waiting was driving you crazy, and by the way Ravi was acting, he was even more nervous than you. Finally after what seemed like an eternity, Dr. Chen came back with your test results.

“You are definitely pregnant. We will run some levels to see just how far along you are exactly, but from what you told me, I am thinking that you are about eight weeks along. Would you like to get an ultrasound? We can check the progression of the baby’s growth and give you a few pictures to take home.” You looked at Ravi who was wringing his hands and looking at the floor.

“Would you like that, Wonshik? It’s up to you, whatever you feel comfortable with is fine with me.” You gave his hand a squeeze, hoping to give him some semblance of control. His world was being turned upside down and you felt the urge to give him some control back. His eyes looked up at you, looking back and forth between yours.

“We can see the baby? I, umm, that would be kind of cool, I guess. Would we be able to tell if it’s a boy or girl yet?” he had a hopeful look on his face and you couldn’t help but smile at him.

“Not quite yet, in about another month or two we will be able to tell for sure, but today we can see the heartbeat, and see how big the baby is. Let me see if the tech is available, okay?” You both nodded in agreement then waited for her to return.

“Are you okay with all of this? You look like a scared cat at the thought of seeing our child.” 

“It’s not that, Y/N, I swear. It’s just, I don’t know. It will make it just that more real.” Ravi shook his head, having a hard time trying to explain what he was feeling when he couldn’t even understand it himself. He knew that you were pregnant, but to see that baby, see it with his own eyes had him scared shitless. He didn’t know what kind of parent he would be, let alone what kind of partner to you he would be. 

“Ravi, if you need space or time to let this soak in, I understand. This is a lot for both of us. Just think it over, okay.” you looked up as the door opened and the tech came in. She had you get on the exam table after you undressed from the waist down. Once she had the image wand in place, a tiny blip appeared on the screen. There was what looked like a tiny butterfly beating its wings, and your eyes welled up with tears at seeing your child’s heartbeat for the first time. The galloping sound filled the small room and when you looked over at Ravi, he was standing beside you, his own eyes filled with tears and wide in wonderment. The tech took some measurements and printed off a few prints for you to take home. You held the image in your hand, eyes fixated on the little bundle on the paper. That was your baby, yours and Ravi’s. Ravi had another print in his hands, which were shaking as he gazed at the tiny blip in the center of the picture. 

“That-that’s our baby.” was all he could say before he sat down, tears flowing down his cheeks. You sat down beside him as you waited again for the doctor, your hand on his shoulder. 

“Yes it is, Ravi. Our baby. But remember, if you need some space, need to think about things, I will understand. I can stay at a friend’s house, or even my mom’s if I need to. Just say the word.” He nodded but didn’t say anything. Dr. Chen wrote you two prescriptions, one for vitamins and another for nausea medicine and had you schedule a follow up appointment. When you made it back to the car, you sat quietly in the passenger seat as Ravi drove home. You could tell he was deep in thought, the way his jaw muscle twitched under his skin. It wasn’t until you got home though, that he finally spoke.

“If you stay with a friend or at your mom’s, can you promise me you’ll be safe? No going and doing something stupid.” he sat down on the bed, watching you change clothes.

“I will do my best, but you know me and trouble. We’re on a first name basis.” You chuckled, trying to get him to relax, but it failed.

“Listen, Ravi. I’ll be fine. I’ll check in with you every day if you want me to. Just let me know when you make your decision, okay.” You grabbed your phone calling Haeri. She told you that you could definitely stay with her and that she would be by to pick you up in an hour. 

“This doesn’t mean I don’t want you, I hope you know that Y/N.” he sounded defeated as he talked to you outside while you waited for Haeri. 

“I know. I know this is a huge thing and you need to think it through rationally without me being an influence. I love you Ravi, and I don’t want to pressure you into anything you don’t want.”

“God, I love you too. Why does this feel like you’re leaving me for good.” he choked out.

“Because, honestly it may be that very thing. Not saying it is, but it may be.” he hated the fact that you were being so level headed during all of this. But the truth was, you were giving him control of the one thing he needed to have control over. His own decision in how he was going to handle this on his own terms. 

Haeri arrived, jumping out of the car to sweep you up in a hug. She eyed Ravi with a bit of a smirk, then nodded curtly at him.

“Haeri, he’s done nothing to deserve your wrath. This was my decision, not his. Now apologise and get in the car.” She turned to him, curtsied and spoke in a southern drawl.

“I do beg your pardon, sir. Please accept my kindest regards and apology.” she then stood upright, whipped her head around and grabbed your bags to load in the car.

Ravi came up to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. When he kissed you, it was with a longing that he didn’t even know he had in him. You melted into the kiss, letting his strong arms support your body. When he broke away from you, your eyes were misty. You told him you’d call him tomorrow and climbed into the car with Haeri. She floored the engine, spinning out of his drive with a squeal of the tires.

He walked back inside, heading for his office. When he entered, all he could bring himself to do was sit on the couch. He buried his head in his hands, wondering if letting you go was the best option for both of you. He had a mind to take his phone and call you, ordering you to come back immediately, but he knew you wouldn’t. Stretching out, he pulled the small print from his shirt pocket. Laying it on his chest, he closed his eyes and fell asleep. 

Ravi was awakened the next morning by the chirp of a text alert. When he saw it was from you, his heart fell a bit. God, he misses you already and you hadn’t even been gone twenty-four hours even. He returned your text, ending it with a heart emoji. He felt foolish for doing it, but he didn’t care, no one was around to harass him about it. He showered, ate some breakfast, which he had to admit was not near as good as what you fixed, and headed out for some business meetings and to check the inventory at his clubs. He kept himself busy, leaving his phone in the car so he wouldn’t keep looking at the screen to check for messages. Come evening, he was tired and ready to head home. When he entered the house, it felt strange. It was too quiet, too empty for his liking. Heading outside onto the patio, he sat on the lounge and sent you a text.

Missed you today

This house is empty without you

Hope your having a good time with sassy girl

It was only a few moments before the familiar chirp of a message alert chimed in. He smiled at your text message, saving it to the memory card before turning it off.

You pitiful thing

If it makes you feel better

I missed you too

Sassy girl says hi and

 you aren’t getting me back for a while

Love you

xoxo

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SERIES

•MAZE - Mini masterlist

When two friends land in a place filled with dark secrets, they learn that demons can hide anywhere. Don’t trust anyone and hope that darkness doesn’t come from within.

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- One and Only ♥

•Missing you ♠

Hakyeon

Taekwoon

-So good ♠

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• Good for us -feat.Wonshik ♠

Jaehwan

- It’s okay ♥

• Tell me - Smut game #19 #34 #37 ♠

• Starlight - Smut game #4 #16 ♠

Wonshik

• Good for us -feat.Taekwoon ♠

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-My name ♠