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faketextstuff · 6 years ago

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The Arrangement pt6

Summary:: You’ve never imagined yourself being a sugar baby but because of some playful friends and a stroke of luck, you find yourself with a man who is apparently willing to give you the moon and stars. The only problem is, no strings attached. Don’t catch feelings, don’t fall for a man who thinks money can solve all your issues and doesn’t want commitment.

Warnings:: SEXUAL TENSION!!!!!

Pairing:: Yoongi x Reader

A/N:: I’m sorry for the lack of updates and please forgive typos. I did this on my phone. I gave yall a little treat at the end for being so sweet and waiting on me! <3 Love ya’ll and please let me know what you think about this chapter!

Today had been a whirlwind! One moment you're at work quitting your job and now you're standing in front of a huge full length mirror dressed in a very beautiful cocktail dress from none other than the Gucci store.

"Hmm.." the voice from behind you hummed out in though as a tall figure stalked around you, eying the way the dress hung to the right curves of your body and flattered all of your assets perfectly. "This is nice but it doesn't pop as much as it could." That voice belonged to none other than world known fashion designer Kim Taehyung.

Today had been like a dream. Shopping with a famous fashion designer after the two of you took in an afternoon at a high class spa getting massages and pampered. You were completely surprised at how easy Taehyung was to talk to. He was very childlike and had an aura of innocence that warmed your heart. However right now he was in complete work mode, his face was stern and his expression unreadable as he made try on dress after dress. The red dress was too loose. The navy blue one was ugly, the purple one didnt compliment your skin tone, the white one made you look too young. Dress after dress he nixed until now.

You felt beautiful in the black cocktail dress and somehow felt confident. "I like this one though." You muttered out, almost scared of what Taehyung's response would be.

He fell silent for a moment before stepping around in front of you. "I see you're not one for flashy dresses?" He smiled warmly before reaching out to smooth out the dress. "I suppose this one will pass once we doll you up with some simple jewelry and some nice heels."

You felt a wave of relief wash over you that he didnt criticize your opinion. "Do I really need jewelry?"

For a moment, Taehyung looked offended. "Of course! You're going out with the boss, you need to look as good as possible on his arm. You want people to look at you with jealously and awe."

"I dont care what others think of me, I just dont want to embarrass Yoongi." You answered honestly while doing a twirl in front of the mirror.

Taehyung smiled watching you and with a playful sigh nodded his head. "Fine, but I'm still going to do your hair and makeup. I was told to make sure you get the five star pamper treatment."

"Fine, who am I to deny Kim Taehyung a makeover opportunity." You chuckled softly.

"I have a new doll!" Taehyung squealed excitedly and glanced over towards the sales rep that had been assisting you both the whole day. "We'll take this dress, we need heels to match and we will wear them out." His tone switched from playful to business in 0.2 seconds when talking to the rep. You could tell how serious he was about this and it was kind of exciting for you to witness.

You felt a bit uneasy about using Yoongi's card to pay for such an expensive dress but you didnt have the funds to pay for such a dress and shoes. In your mind you began putting together ideas on how you could pay him back for all the kindness he had been showing you today. He had said it was part of the sugar baby contract but you still felt uneasy about receiving all this treatment. You swiped the card with an uneasy expression which caused Taehyung to giggle softly from beside you.

"Not used to spending so much?" He asked watching your brow crease as you signed the receipt.

"That obvious?" You chuckled as the clerk handed you a bag full of the clothes and shoes you had worn in.

"A bit. Dont show that in front of Boss or he'll just spoil you even more. To be honest you're the first on I've ever seen hesitate so much using his credit card. Most of the others swiped it so much I was surprised the card didnt burst into flames."

You chuckled as Taehyung grabbed the bag from you and began escorting you out of the store. "I'm not one of those girls. I never had a lot growing up so I dont think I'll ever get used to spending this kind of money."

"You're definitely different from the others but that's a good thing. I think you're what Boss needs right now. Hes under a lot of stress so I think you will be a breath of fresh air for him." Taehyung nodded opening the door for you.

The moment you stepped out you were blinded by a storm of bright flashing lights. "There she is! Are you Y/F/N?" You almost stumbled back as a group of reporters and photographers surrounded you.

"What is your relationship with Min Yoongi?"

"Is it true you are dating?"

"How did you meet?"

"If you are dating him, why are you out with Kim Taehyung?"

Question after question was more or less screamed into your face. You only stood there like a deer in headlights as you ducked your head to avoid the assault of flashing lights. You were about to run back into the store but Taehyung wrapped a protective arm around you and placed his hand in front of your face.

"Y/N, this way." Taehyung yelled over the crowd and began pulling you through the crowd and quickly down the street. This action sent the reporters into a frenzy and they didnt hesitate to begin chasing you down the street. Taehyung grabbed your hand and you two more or less took off into a sprint. You stumbled a bit in the new heels but you kept up with him as best you could.

As you both rounded the corner, a black SUV pulled up next to you, the window rolled down and you glanced over at the driver and saw a young handsome guy driving. "Get in!" He called as he pulled to an abrupt stop. You hesitated but Taehyung flung the back door open and quickly ushered you inside.

You slid across the plush seats as Taehyung jumped in beside you and slammed the door shut. "Go Jungkook!" He called as the reporters still tried to snap pictures of the both of you. You recognized the name Jungkook as one of the names Jimin had put into your phone. He was one of Yoongi's bodyguards.

You were panting harshly as Jungkook sped off down the street, leaving the reporters behind. "Fuckin' vultures." Jungkook growled glancing in the rear-view mirror. "Are ya'll alright? I came as soon as I heard reporters were scouting the store."

"How did they know where we were so fast?!" Taehyung panted, leaning back in his seat.

"How do you think? That cockroach has Y/N being tailed."

You felt your blood run cold as you remembered the encounter earlier at your former job. The snobby woman's face popping into your head. "Caroline?" You asked glancing over yo Taehyung.

Both men fell silent and exchanged quick glances. "Yoongi told me about her today. Let's just say I've already met her." You forced a small chuckle and glanced down at your newly painted nails. "She seemed 'lovely'." You muttered, voice laced with sarcasm.

Jungkook chuckled and turned his gaze back to the road. "Yeah. So lovely." He snorted before shaking his head. "You'll need to be extra careful. She definitely has it out for you. She has it out for anyone who gets close to Yoongi. Once he hears about this he's going to lose his shit."

Taehyung sighed and rubbed his face roughly. "The sooner we find her the sooner we can keep her away from him and you. I wonder why she chose now to come crawling back from whatever hole she had been hiding in?"

"Because there's a chance for Yoongi to be happy. Happy without her. She cant stand that." Jungkook answered his friend while glancing back at you.

"I feel like I'm going to cause Yoongi a lot of stress." You spoke shyly, for a moment you began to question your whole contract relationship with the powerful CEO.

"He can handle stress. He's more worried about her getting to you rather than anything else. Please give it a chance." Taehyung reached over and placed his hand over yours.

You chuckled and shook your head. "I really like Yoongi, so if she comes for me, I wont go down without a fight." You spoke with confidence but you weren't sure if you were talking to yourself or the two men in the car with you.

Jungkook chuckled and turned the SUV into the safety of the company parking lot. "Keep that fighting spirit. But," he paused after he parked the car, his body turning in the seat so he could face you, "until we get this sorted, I'm going to be sticking around you. Acting as a bodyguard. I usually stay with Yoongi but I think it's better I watch over you."

Taehyung chuckled and cocked his head to the side. "You're gonna make Hobi jealous by spending so much time with my dress up doll." He teased with the same playful tone he had with Jimin earlier. You automatically knew Hobi was Hoseok's street name. Hardly anyone called him by his birth name.

You smirked as a red tint began to bloom over Jungkook's handsome features. "So you and Hobi....?" You asked before your mouth could stop you.

This question made Jungkook turn an even brighter shade of red. "So what if we are?" He asked defensively. Same sex couples were still a taboo thing around this city, most were met with disgust and looked down upon.

You giggled and shrugged. "Who cares if you are? I think you two are cute. I didnt get to talk to Hobi much but he seemed like a nice guy. Plus he stood up for me. I already like him, and you just saved our asses back there with those reporters, you two seem like quite the hero types."

You saw the tension leave Jungkook's body. "T-Thanks." He blushed a bit deeper. "We should go in and tell Yoongi about today."

"Isnt he in a meeting? I dont want to disturb his work." You shook your head. "I can just go up to his penthouse until he's finished. I dont want to stress him out anymore than he already is."

"As you wish." Jungkook smiled, in his mind he was already growing a strong liking for you in the fact you didnt feel like stressing his boss out, and how considerate you were being for his work. "I'll take you up, Tae, you have somewhere to be?" He asked with an arched brow as all three of you climbed out of the car. Jungkook knew better than to keep this from Yoongi. He knew his boss, he knew that he'd have to get on the media and start trying to protect your privacy and make sure the tabloids didnt post the pictures from today and start rumors.

"Yup! Got a meeting." Taehyung nodded as he handed you back your bag of clothes. He knew he had to go right up to Yoongi and report what happened unless he faced his bosses wrath. "I'll leave you with Kookie. I had fun today. I cant wait until we can go shopping again. I have so many beautiful clothes I'd love to dress you up in, little doll." He teased with a large boxy grin before bowing and waving you and the younger man off as Jungkook lead you back up to the penthouse.

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The rest of the day ticked by slowly, you and Jungkook both ordered some Thai food for lunch and had spent the afternoon exchanging stories from your past and laughing at odd jokes. You were glad Jungkook stuck around with you for the day, you knew you'd be bored out of your mind if you had to stay alone in such a large and new place. Jungkook's boyish personality and easy going nature made him extremely easy to get along with. In fact, it was hard not to adore his bunny like grin and laugh at his playful sense of humor. He definitely wasn't what you'd picture as a professional body guard.

"So how did you meet Yoongi?" You asked, your legs laid out across the couch and your back resting comfortably against the armrest.

"I met him when I was a teenager. I came here to originally be a photographer. I used to do a lot of freelance work for local musicians and bars around town." Jungkook began, a small grin tugging to his lips. "One day I was at this underground club where local rappers would go and have battles. He was the reigning champion of the underground back then. I got some good photos but I just remember being in awe at how easily he could put words and rhymes together. Almost like his brain was some kind of computer. Well, long story short one day these guys started to cause a bit of a scene after being kicked out of the battle and they went right for him. I ended up taking a few blows for him and the rest is history. I stuck my neck out for him and thanks to my photos of the event they were able to arrest the guys and Yoongi wasn't seriously hurt. He yelled at me for being reckless and fighting for him when I didnt even know him. After that we kept in touch and I started working for him and he helped fund my photography dream."

Jaw slightly slacked, you found yourself drawn in by Jungkooks short story. "Wow. That's really something, sticking your neck out for a guy you didnt know. You must be really brave."

“Or really stupid.” Jungkook chuckled. “Each one of us that Yoongi keeps close all have our own reasons for following him and will not hesitate to do what he asks. We all met him in a sort of time of need but he got us through. He may seem cold and distant on the outside but he has a big heart and really does enjoy helping people.”

You felt your heart warm and an unknown feeling begin to blossom inside of you as the man in front of you spoke. Every impression you had of Yoongi after you first met was nothing more than pure interest. You were wary about his motives with the contract but the man did go out of his way to make you feel at easy and be comfortable with contract you signed. Hell, he even said he’d not touch you sexually unless you wanted it. How many other men who were shelling out thousands for a girl would allow a no sex clause in their contract? Most men you had gone out with before expected something after they bought you a nice dinner, but not Yoongi. He had been nothing but a gentleman and even came to your rescue when you quit your job, also going out of his way to make sure Caroline didnt hurt you.

As you fell into thought you didnt even hear the door open from behind where you were sitting. It wasn’t until Jungkook stood up and smiled did you break away from your mind. “Welcome back boss, how did the meeting go?”

“Horrible.” At the sound of Yoongi’s voice, you jumped up, hand smoothing out your new dress before turning to face him with a soft smile. To your dismay, he acted like he didn’t even notice you as he took off his suit coat and tossed it lazily across the nearest chair. “The assholes kept trying to back out of the deal and I’m going to be up all night working on new proposal for them.” Tension was evident in his voice.

For a moment you almost felt sad he hadn’t noticed you or his dolled up you were right now, but after listening to his words you felt awful and guilty. The man had a rough day and here you were thinking about a dress! You were never one to put your own selfish needs first, and you never would be. “Is there anything I can do to help you?” You asked, concern lacing your voice and expression.

It was the moment he heard your voice that his head shot up towards you, his eyes widened slightly as he finally got a look at all of Taehyung’s hard work. He let his eyes shamelessly wander down the length of the dress, his eyes lingering in delight at the exposed legs that were on display for him in that moment. He knew you were beautiful but damn! This was something else. You were breathtakingly beautiful in this moment. The only thing that bothered him was the worried expression etched onto your beautiful face.

“No babygirl, it wont be hard, it’s just a pain in the ass.” He smiled softly, walking around the couch towards you, his hands seizing yours in a gentle grasp. “I see you’re all ready for our date. I need to call Taehyung and thank him. You look fuckin’ beautiful.”

From the corner of your eye, you saw Jungkook flash you a grin before slowly slipping of the room. “We dont have to go out tonight if you’re busy, Yoongi.” You smiled softly, giving his hands a little squeeze.

He shook his head a few times, dismissing your request quickly. “I promised you a date and we will go on a date.” He argued with a grin. “Besides, looking as good as you are, I know you’ll want to go out and flaunt your stuff.” He teased with a small smirk.

“The only person I got this dressed up for was you.” You fired back, taking a small step towards him. A look of confusion appeared on the CEO’s face. “I dont care if the world sees me in this dress, you saw me in it and that’s good enough. I can still wear it while cooking us a nice homemade dinner and I know for a fact I can still wear it while sitting with you on this couch while you work.”

Your words seemed to stun the man in front of you. Though his face was nearly unreadable, his eyes were full of conflict and confusion. “You’d cook for me?” He asked in a small voice.

Your brow shot up for a moment, had no one ever cooked for him? What did he eat? Did he eat or was he all work and play. “Of course. How long has it been since you had a home cooked meal?”

Yoongi fell silent for a moment before pulling back to rub the back of his neck in slight embarrassment. “Not since I lived at home with my parents.”

Unable to stop the shocked expression from forming on your face, you quickly shook your head. “That settles it. We can go out another day, I’m cooking for you tonight so you can stay home and relax while you work. I just need to run to the store and get the things for dinner. I saw market at the end of the block. I can run down there and be back before you know it.” You rambled while reaching for your phone and wallet.

Before you could even grab the items, Yoongi’s hand reached out to grab yours and stop you. “Are you crazy?!” He nearly shouted, pulling your body back towards his. You stumbled a bit and fell into his chest, a shocked expression forming on your face. This was the first time you had heard him speak in a raised voice. “After what happened today at your work and the store, you really think I’d let you go out there unprotected?” He lowered his tone, upon seeing your reaction to his outburst. He released your hands and quickly wrapped his arms around your waist, hugging you tightly against his body.

At that moment, you swore he could feel your heartbeat through your chest, your nostrils filling with his scent. The cologne he was wearing nearly making you weak kneed from how good he smelt. “T-Taehyung told you about that, didnt he?”

Yoongi nodded, his arms tightening a bit around you, hugging you deeper into his chest. “Yes. Please, babygirl, dont ever keep things like this from me. I know you didnt want yo stress me out, but hiding these kinds of things from me really make me angry. What if I’m not around, or anyone of my guys, and she shows up? She’s not just a jealous former fling. She’s dangerous! What if something happens to you and I’m not there to help you? I pulled you into this life, at least let me protect you while you’re mine.”

Much to your surprise, he leaned forward and pressed his forehead against yours, his eyes locking intensely on yours. You could see the stress and worry swimming in his dark eyes and you instantly felt bad about hiding today from him, or wanting too. “I promise, I wont hide anything from you.” Unable to stop yourself, you brought your hands up and placed them on either side of his face. “I just dont want to bother you. I know you’re so busy.”

“I’m a busy man, Y/N, but I’m never too busy for you.” His words sent your heart into a beating rampage! You could almost feel the nervous sweat begin to form on the back of your neck. That strong desire to kill him ranging through you until your body almost ached with desire. What was he doing to you?! How did a man you hardly knew hold such power over you?

“D-Did you want to go with me to the store?” You asked timidly, unable to blink or pull away as he stared back into your eyes, almost feeling as if he was staring deep into your soul.

“Yes…” he muttered softly, the heat from your body setting his on fire. He didnt think it would be this hard to resist you for seven days, but dammit if he wasn’t struggling with the urge to throw you down on the couch and have his wicked way with you. The fact you were willing to cook for him and go out of your way and put yourself in danger for him was playing tricks on his tightly guarded heart! He was sure if he could just destroy this sexual tension between you two that he wouldn’t be this frustrated and you wouldn’t have this effect on him. “I should go change so we can go and get back…”

“Yeah…” you nodded, your voice nothing but a soft breath. Silence fell between you two for a few minutes and neither one of you made an effort to move. Your eyes were intensely locked onto his and your fingers stroked the soft skin of his face.

After a few more moments of longing gazes and heaving breathing, Yoongi reluctantly pulled back from your grasp, leaving you feeling oddly cold and lonely. “I’ll be quick.” He muttered before turning his back and making his way slowly towards his room.

As you watched him walk away, you felt almost pained. You wanted to be back in his arms again, to finally feel his lips against yours. As he reached the long hallway you couldn’t stop yourself from calling out to him. “Hey,” your voice louder than you had expected, causing him to stop and quickly turn to face you. “The contract didnt mention anything about just kissing, right? Just things below the waist..because I’m okay with kissing if you–…”

The words barely were able to leave your mouth before you were swept back up in Yoongi’s arms, he must have rushed back to you before you could register his movements and your words were cut short but his soft lips pressing eagerly to yours. Your arms instantly wrapped around his neck and his arms were back around your waist, hugging you tightly against his body. Clearly kissing was a common ground and not specified in the contract and you both could agree a few intense kisses would be okay……right?

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faketextstuff · 6 years ago

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The Arrangement Pt6

Warnings: Very brief sexual content, if you squint you’ll see it. Eventual smut. Slow burn!!!!!

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

A/N: Sorry this part took me forever to crank out! It was much longer but it wouldn’t post I had to shorten it! SORRY FOR ANY TYPOS! I DID THIS ON MY PHONE!

You were amazed at the size of Yoongi's penthouse! He had saved you from a traumatic day at work by just showing up and giving you a shoulder to cry and vent on, now he was showing you how large and amazing his penthouse was! It was a total of four bedrooms and three full bathrooms. Three of the four bedrooms had a huge king sized bed, full walk-in closets and the bathrooms each came equipped with a jet tub and shower. Half of the penthouse didnt looked lived it, it looked like something you'd see in a magazine. The only sign that this flat had someone living in it, were the dishes that were in the sink and the couch that looked beyond worn out. There were a few work files on the coffee table next to a cold cup of coffee. Clearly Yoongi brought his work home with him.

As he lead you through the flat, you noticed a large single door at the end of the hall, the door was a glass down but the glass was frosted over making it impossible to see in side. You also noticed the small keypad that replaced the normal lock and door knob. "What room is that?" You asked giving his hand, that was held firmly in yours, a gentle tug.

Yoongi paused his tour and glanced to the door. "That's my private studio. I'm the only one with the code and that's the only room that's off limits to you." He explained briefly before giving your hand another tug as he lead you away from the mysterious studio door towards the last room on the tour. "This is the master bedroom, normally I'd say this is where you would be sleeping. But since we're not physical, this is my room. You'll take the room right across the hall." He smirked over at you before releasing your hand and pushing open the large doors.

Your jaw instantly dropped when you stepped foot into the room. It was massive! It was a modern day mansion. All the furniture and decor was silver and black. The bed was a large king size that sat on a low black frame. The headboard was black and looked to be made of some kind of smooth metal or steel. The sheets were fluffy and white. It looked as if you could drown in all the comfy pillows that lined across the headboard. There was a large flat screen mounted on the wall right across from the bed and under the TV sat a black dresser with silver hardware. The room as utterly beautiful. "You live here in this huge flat alone?" You asked glancing over at Yoongi.

He simply shrugged his shoulders and headed towards the double sized walk-in closet, disappearing momentarily only to return with a oversized button down shirt. "No, lately Jimin, our I.T. guy has been staying over. He recently bought a house and is just waiting for everything to be final before he moves. Normally it's just him here. I work a lot and sometimes sleep in my office."

You frowned at the thought of him staying alone in that cold office sleeping on a hard leather couch. You took the shirt from his hand and gave a tilt of your head. "You should really sleep in your bed. You'd get more rest that way."

"Maybe I find it lonely." He shot back with a smirk, taking a step closer to you.

You bit your lip to hold back your own smirk. Clearly he loved teasing you so you had to give back a little teasing of your own. You didnt always want to be a blushing mess when he was around. You wanted to show that you could give it back as good as he could. "You mean you'd sleep in your bed if I was with you?"

"Babygirl, if you were in my bed, I'd get even less sleep than I do now." He teased with a chuckle, his long fingers going up to grip a piece of your wine stained hair. "However if you wanted to edit the contract..." he hummed in thought, closing the gap between you, his body millimeters from yours.

"Seven days, Yoongi." You muttered under your breath.

Yoongi's expression hardened for a moment as his body tensed. "That only means I have seven days to win you over. On the eighth day..." he trailed off, giving the strand of hair in his hands a gentle tug.

"What happens on the eighth day?" You already knew where his mind was leading but a.part of you needed to hear him say it, to actually hear what his intentions were with you after the contract was up.

"That day is a surprise." He smirked before pulling back. "Go get a shower, Taehyung will be here in about thirty minutes to take you shopping."

Your eyes went wide, "T-Taehyung? Kim Taehyung? The designer?"

Yoongi chuckled at your response and nodded, "He works for me. He's a close personal friend of mine. Plus he loves dressing people up so he's gonna love you, you cute little dress up doll, you." Yoongi playfully reached up and pinched your cheek.

You winced and batted his hand away. "Hands off the face." You hissed in a teasing manner.

"Oh? Where else would you like my hands then?" Yoongi smirked taking a step forward so his body was pressed close to yours, his hands circling around to press against your lower back.

Unable to suppress the gasp that fell from your lips, you stumbled forward at the sudden contact, your hands landing against his chest. "I...uh..." you breathed out looking up at him through the strands of sticky hair that hung in your face. He was wearing a smug expression as he watched you become so red faced and flustered by just being in his arms.

"Babygirl, are you going to be able to resist me for seven days?" He asked cockily. Your gaze locked on to his and you couldn't even respond. You knew he was just teasing and messing around with you, but being so close, feeling his chest rising and falling under your finger tips, smelling his cologne, his warm breath fanning your face, it was all too much and you suddenly got an urge. You wanted to kiss him. Maybe it was the playfulness of his words, or the fact it had been years since you had any physical contact, you just wanted to taste his lips. Your eyes traveled down to his lips for a quick moment.

He watched your eyes and at that moment, it was as if he could read your mind. He knew what you wanted because it was what he wanted. He wasn't sure what it was about you that had him so intrigued but he was. Maybe it was your stubborn streak, maybe it was the fact that you needed his help now more than ever, or maybe it was because you were just a normal woman. Normal in the best way. You were real while all the other women he had were high maintenance. No matter what it was, he wanted to kiss you, he wanted to protect you, you make you his. Although he could never give you love, because he vowed never to fall in love, he could give you physical and material pleasures. That would be enough right?

"Ahem.." a voice came from the door way causing both of you to jump back away from each other with shocked faces. Your eyes fell to the door and the intruder that just interrupted your intimate moment. He was a young man with dyed blonde hair, he had an almost angelic like appearance but the way his lips curled up into a mischievous smirk as he leaned against the wooden door frame, made him seem much more darker. "Am I interrupting anything?" He asked with a chuckle.

"No." Yoongi said cooly as he smoothed out his suit coat. "What are you doing here Jimin?" So this was Jimin, the I.T. guy.

Jimin shrugged causally and pushed himself off the door frame. "I heard Miss Y/L/N was in the building and since you neglected to bring her to the IT department I decided to come find you." Jimin then turned and looked at you, bowing his head. "I'm Jimin and if you don't mind, miss, may I see your phone? I need to install some software that will allow you to access door codes in case you misplace your keycard."

Yoongi glanced between you and Jimin before butting into the conversation. "Its a simple installation, it'll take maybe three minutes. He can do it while you shower."

You watched between Jimin and Yoongi as they explained the installation and slowly nodded your head. Normally you'd be up in arms about someone installing a strange program on your phone, but you had read something about this in the contract. The fine print. "Uh, sure." You reached into your pants pocket and pulled out your small phone, handing it over to Jimin. You saw his brow raise as he looked down on the old outdated phone. "I'm sorry, I know it's not the newest model." Your face flushed from embarrassment, your eyes falling helplessly to the ground.

"It's fine," Yoongi spoke up, sensing your embarrassment. He wrapped a protective arm around you, much like he did in the car, and pressed a light kiss to your temple. A simple action that made your stomach do cartwheels. "Besides, Jimin, we can upgrade her phone for her cant we?"

"Oh no, you dont have too..." You started but Jimin was quick to cut you off.

"Of course, I have several company phones that aren't being used. I can transfer the data no problem." He nodded quickly before rushing out of the room, your small phone still in his grasp.

"W-Wait! My phone works just fine." You called after Jimin, Yoongi just let out a breathy chuckle and held you a little bit tighter.

"Consider this your first gift from me, Babygirl." He grinned before pulling himself away from you. "Now, shower and put on this shirt, Tae will be here shortly. I'll probably be gone by the time you get out. I have a meeting but I'll see you I a few hours. Here..." He paused while pulling his wallet from his suit pocket. He fished out a silver credit card and thrust it into your hand. "Use this to buy you something pretty to wear. Tae will try to put you in something flashy but only buy what makes you feel beautiful." He smiled at your shocked expression as you looked down at the credit card, noticing it had your name on the front.

"Its in my name?" You asked in shock.

"Of course. That way you can use it anywhere. I have a budget set up for you, Eleven K a week. Is that enough?"

Your jaw might as well hit the marble floor at his words. Your eyes so wide they might just pop out. "Eleven thousand dollars a week?!"

"Is that not enough for you? You greedy thing." He huffed, clearly teasing you, his eyes were dancing in amusement as he watched your shocked expression.

"No! It's too much! There's no way I could spend that much money in a week."

Chuckling, he reached up to stroke your cheek affectionately, "Babygirl, that was a low ball budget. I was gonna up it each month if you stayed on after a week."

"That's....that's crazy, Yoongi. Eleven thousand is...that's a lot of money!"

"Is it? I wouldn't know." He shrugged off your comment as if it was nothing before pulling back. "I have to go, have fun shopping and I'll see you back here tonight. I have a fun evening planned." With that he turned around and sauntered right out of the bedroom, closing the door behind him.

As you stood there still in shock, eyeballing the credit card, you quickly dropped it to the dresser top as if it had burned your hand. You weren't sure how women could spend that much money a week and still sleep at night. It was ridiculous!

Shaking your head you quickly rushed into the bathroom and began looking around. It was massive and beautiful like the rest of this flat. There was a large jacuzzi tub that was clearly made for two people up against the wall, it was facing a large glass window that looked over the entire city. You suddenly felt exposed just thinking about shedding your clothes in this open space with such a large window that over looked the whole bathroom. Luckily since the sun was out, it was near impossible for anyone to see in so that out your mind at ease.

Down from the tub, you saw a large glass shower with a bench in it. The showerhead was large and hung right over the middle of the shower and was large enough it would still get you even if you sat on the bench. You scoffed noticing it was also built for two people. Clearly Yoongi liked having people close even in the shower, despite what he said about sex being far and in between.

You noticed the shower was stocked with not only his products but products for women, expensive products that you had seen in stores but never dared to buy.

Taking a shaky breath you walked towards the shower, reaching in to turn the large stainless steel knob. Your hand fell under the water falling and you smiled feeling the water warm up as it fell. You wasted no time in stripping off your uniform and jumping in the shower. You were desperate to get the dried on wine off your skin and out of your hair.

You took a deep breath as the water ran through your hair and down your body, you could faintly smell Yoongi's shower products lingering from his shower this morning. The smell oddly soothed you and unable to stop yourself you reached for his shampoo, not the one for women. A part of you didnt want to use a product that another women left behind and truth be told, his scent relaxed you. So if you were going shopping with Kim Taehyung, you wanted to feel as relaxed as possible

Your shower took much longer than you anticipated so now you were rushing to get ready, you slipped on the button down shirt, Yoongi gave you and slipped back on your pants from work. You quickly towel dried your hair before venturing out into the living area of the flat to see if Jimin was still there with your phone.

As you turned the corner, you saw Jimin sitting on the sofa, typing away on his laptop. You just stood there awkwardly not wanting to interrupt him. The look on his face made it clear he was busy, so busy you thought he didnt even see you enter the room, at least until his soft voice spoke up and startled you. "I'm finished with your phone, miss." He called not even glancing up.

You jumped and nodded, making your way over to the love seat across from the couch. "You can call me Y/N if you like. Miss seems too formal." You muttered sitting on the edge of the couch.

Jimin chuckled and glanced up over the top of his computer towards you. "It's just a habit. Normally the women Yoongi dates are so uptight that they get offended if you call their name."

Your nose crinkled in disgust at the thought of someone getting mad about not being referred to as Miss. "Well I'm not that kind of girl."

"Clearly." Jimin muttered before closing his laptop and glancing up at you. "You're not the kind of girl Yoongi goes for, I was kinda shocked when I saw you for the first time." He confessed, a look of dread washing over you at his words. Did he mean that as a compliment or an insult? He was quick to speak again when he saw the look of worry on your face. "That's a good thing though. I think someone different is what Yoongi needs in his life. Just be careful with him." His cheerful expression quickly turned to a serious one.

"What do you mean?" You asked with an arched brow.

"Yoongi is a very private person, but he's also very passionate. His work is his passion. He's had fall out with his former girl friends that wanted to be first in his life, not second or third."

"I dont want to come between him or his work. Truth be told I dont even know why I'm here. I dont fit in with this lifestyle and I feel like im constantly in shock with how extravagant his life seems to be. I dont fit in here so I don't know why he wants me." You muttered, yours eyes drifting down to your hands as they fiddled nervously in your lap.

Jimin smiled watching you, "I think it's because you dont fit in that makes him want you. What's the saying? We're all looking for something different from what we have? My old mentor used to tell me that when I'd start looking for new jobs or jump from date to date. Maybe that's why he's taking a chance on you? You're that something different he needs? Plus Namjoon gave you a thumbs up. He never gives anyone a thumbs up so feel special." Jimin shrugged as the doors to the flat opened up behind the both of you. Jimin leaned forward and tossed a newer Samsung Galaxy phone into your hands. "There's your new company phone. All your numbers and photos have been transferred over. I've put my number in there too so if you have any questions call. Namjoon's number is in there as per his request. Taehyung's number is in there as per Yoongi's request. I heard you already met Hobi so his number was added just in case of emergencies. The doctor Yoongi wants you to see is added in there. You'll need to call him tonight and set up an appointment, his name is Jin. Plus, this number is important, if you're ever in trouble and need someone to help you, like if someone is following you, or you feel threatened, call the number named Jungkook. He's Yoongi's personal bodyguard and after today with Caroline, Yoongi wanted to make sure you were safe and had access to protection." Jimin explained in a quick breath.

The sudden blast of information made your head spin! So many new numbers, you just hoped you could remember them all. "Jin for appointment, Jungkook for protection. Got it." You muttered, clutching the phone as if it were precious, to your chest.

"Jiminie-ah!!!!" A deep voice called out from the door. You spun around to see a very smiley man you automatically knew as Kim Taehyung come bouncing happily into the room and tossed his arms around Jimin from behind.

Jimin let it a grunt and began to desperately try go wiggle away from the younger man. "Let me go!" He whined, crawling his away towards the other end of the couch.

"But I've missed you!' Taehyung chuckled before releasing Jimin suddenly, causing the blonde haired male to jerk forward. "Anyway I heard you boring our new friend with your phone crap. I had to rescue her." Taehyung smirked over at you, causing you to giggle.

"Crap?! This is important business!" Jimin huffed angrily and he stood ho and grabbed up his lap top.

"Blah blah," Taehyung mocked him playfully before getting up and making his way over to you, bowing slightly. "I'm Kim Taehyung and Yoongi said you'd be my shopping buddy for the day? I heard you also like Gucci?"

You stood up and returned his bow politely. "I'm L/N, Y/F/N. I'm glad to meet you, um...yes I do like Gucci but I've never been to a Gucci store before."

Taehyung gasped as if you had just publicly offended him. "Well then. That will be our first stop." Tae grinned before offering you his arm which you hesitated before taking. "Jimin, I'm stealing your friend. I have orders to take her shopping."

Jimin muttered under his breath before giving a wave of his hand. "Yeah, yeah...bye!"

You smiled at the playfulness between Taehyung and Jimin but you also couldn't help but bubble with excitement at the thought of finally getting to see your favorite brand of clothing up close! Especially with a famous fashion designer like Kim Taehyung! Maybe being a sugarbaby wasn't gonna be so bad?

#bts fanfic #bts fanfction #sugadaddy fic #bts smut #bts scenarios #bts angst #bts suga x reader

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faketextstuff · 6 years ago

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The Arrangement PT5

Warnings: Angst

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

A/N:: I’m not happy with this chapter at all. I rewrote it 4 times and it still turned out like crap. I promise the good stuff is coming I just needed to introduce a few more people and give a bit of angst. I guess if you guys want a part 6 let me know. I’m sooooooo sorry this part isn’t good at all.

The next day went on as normal. Only a few texts from Yoongi throughout your day, a simple “Good morning, babygirl” and around lunch you got another text “Cant wait to see you tonight. Dont be late.” That was about it. He didnt call, to which you were glad. You were not allowed to have cellphones out at work but you still kept yours deep inside your apron at work. The closer it got time to get off, the more anxious you became. Were you really going on a date with your sugardaddy tonight? What was he expecting of you? What were you expecting of him? How was this relationship going to work. Your mind was a buzz with all the questions and causing you to become very distracted at work.

Shockingly today was much busier than a normal day. Your regular customers came in, but in the back booth near the restrooms sat a man you had never seen before. You remembered seeing him come in not long after your shift started and now you had been working for seven hours and he was still there. He had his laptop open and was busily typing away at something. It wasn’t uncommon for college students to come in and take advantage of the free Wifi your restaurant provided, but no one ever stayed for seven hours!

You chose to let the man be, and continue working the best you could. It was your last table of the night and you were carrying a tray full of half consumed glasses of red wine away from the table when out of no where, a customer pushed out their chair in front of you causing you to stumble and pour the whole tray of drinks all over yourself and the floor. A few droplets landing on the customer’s expensive looking white shoes.

You gasped, glancing down at your own red stained white shirt. “I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU! YOU CLUMSY OAF!” The customer wailed, intent on causing a scene.

“I’m so sorry!” You pleaded, bowing your head deeply in regret. “Are you alright?” You asked, glancing up through your now wine soaked hair.

The lady who had bumped into you was a rather beautiful woman. She had dyed blonde hair and appeared to be wearing expensive clothing that you had only ever seen in magazines. Her face was caked in make up but she still looked amazing and very elegant. Her expression, however, was cold and unforgiving as she glared daggers at you.

“No I’m not okay!” She squealed as everyone in the restaurant grew quiet and turned to see the scene unfolding before their very eyes. “These shoes cost a fortune and your clumsy little ass just ruined them!”

You weren’t sure how, but you managed to bow even lower, your cheeks flushing from embarrassment. “I’m so sorry. I can pay to have them replaced.” This caused the lady to scoff and wad up her napkin, throwing it in your face. “As if a lowly server like you could afford even half of what it’ll cost to replace these shoes. They were a gift! You cant replace memories!”

Her words stung and burned like a fire. You knew you were well off but did she have to insult you like that? In front of so many people. “I’m so sorry.” You muttered as your boss pushed his way over towards you and the irate customer.

He stood next to you and bowed deeply. “I am the owner of this establishment, may I ask what just happened?” He asked, sending you a glare the moment you decided to glance over at him. You knew right away he wouldn’t have your back. He never had your back and he had been looking for legit reasons to fire you. The two of you had never had a good relationship since the day you refused to put up with his sexual harassment. He didn’t take well to your rejection but you both had agreed to at least try and work in peace. He’d leave you alone and not fire if you never spoke of his failed advances. Of course he never did anything physical, just a few lewd comments here and there and lingering eyes that made you uncomfortable.

“I’ll tell you what happened!” The lady screamed, pointing a well manicured finger at you, a look of disgust etched on her face. “Your employee just spilled red wine all over my shoes! These are irreplaceable!” Her voice quivered now as she spoke. Clearly she was putting on a show for your boss who was clearly buying it by shooting you glares every so often.

“It was an accident, I didn't mean to ruin her shoes.” You muttered in a small voice, your anger was building up with each passing minute.

Your boss just held up a hand, signaling you to stop speaking that moment. The angry look in his eyes turning into something much more sinister. You averted your gaze to the floor and you were sure that you would be looking for a new job in just a few short hours, he had been searching so long for a legit reason and this woman's rage would fit right into his plans. “I apologize miss, we normally dont allow such foolish mistakes to happen in our establishment. Rest assured I will make sure this never happens again.”

The lady scoffed and grabbed her coat from the back of her chair, tossing the expensive material over her dainty shoulders. As she opened her mouth to speak, another voice came from behind you. “I believe you're overacting, Miss. It was clearly an accident on this young woman's part. Yours however is debatable.”

As you turned your head, you saw the man who had been sitting alone in the back booth all day walking up to the three of you. His smile was bright and very inviting, however his tone didn't match his warm friendly smile. His voice was dripping with venom as he spoke, standing right behind you. His dark gaze never once faltering from the woman's. You turned your eyes back to the women who had a deer in headlights look on her face, her face going pale. “Hoseok?” She muttered out, her body visibly tensing.

“I saw you watching this woman gathering up those wine glasses and you waited until she got right behind you to push your chair out. To anyone it would appear that you set up this girl to spill the wine all over herself.” The man spoke again, his head tilting to the side slightly.

“That’s ridiculous, Jung Hoseok!” The lady snapped back. Mention of the man's name caused the restaurant to erupt into whispers.

Your own eyes went wide and your head shot over to the man behind you, sure enough this was Jung Hoseok. You had seen him on TV many times, he was a famous dance instructor that was the head and face of many dance colleges and he worked with all the best idols, mapping out their dances. If anyone was dancing, it was normally to his choreography.

“I think I can provide several people who would agree that a childish stunt like this isn't beneath you, Caroline.” Hoseok's eyes narrowed and his tone lowered, making him sound much more threatening. “Shall I call one of them now? I'm sure he'd love to get this phone call.”

The lady, “Caroline”, quickly shook her head and grabbed up her purse. “No. That wont be necessary.” She spoke in a hurried tone before glancing at your boss. “I'll forgive this incident once, make sure this doesn't happen again.” She snapped before walking past you, intentionally knocking your shoulder with hers as she walked past, causing you to stumble back into Hoseok who placed his hands on your shoulders. Making sure you didn't fall.

Once Caroline walked out of the door your boss turned to you, his eyes burning with rage, “Miss L/N, please come to my office. I need to speak with you in private.”

“Hold on a second, don't take this out on her. She's innocent.” Hoseok once again came to your rescue, placing himself between you and your boss.

“It's okay, sir.” You spoke softly, bowing lowly to him. “Thank you for your assistance and sticking up for me.” Before he could open his mouth to speak you quickly followed your boss towards the back where you knew the fate that awaited you beyond the old wooden doors. Once inside and locked away from the public, your boss let loose a string of verbal assaults that had your eyes brimming with tears. He scolded you for being noticeably distracted all day, for being careless enough to clear a table that wasn't in your section that resulted in the scene that just unfolded. Every time you tried to defend yourself, he shot you back down with something else you had done wrong in the past, it wasn't a long list but with the venom in his voice it almost had you painted to be the worst server he had ever had the misfortune of working with.

“I swear to god, Y/N! I don't know where your head is but causing a scene today in front of everyone, especially in front of Jung Hoseok, is unforgivable! I know you've worked hard in the past but I cannot allow you to continue working here after something like that.” He sighed while rubbing his temples.

You brought your hands up and wiped away the tears that managed to slip down from your eyes. A soft sniffle coming from you. “Please don't fire me. I can't afford to lose my job right now. I'm already behind on this months rent...and last months. What happened today was an accident and it clearly wasn't my fault.”

“Your financial problems are not my concern! My only concern is making this restaurant grow and gain more popularity. How do you think it's gonna effect business to see if that woman leaves a nasty review of our establishment? I cannot allow this to happen. I'm sorry, but...” He paused, shaking his eyes as he pulled the paychecks from his desk, handing you an envelope that had your name on it. “This is your last full check from us. If you want, keep the tips you've earned from your tables, but that is all I can do for you. Please collect your things and go home. I'll mail you your final paycheck next week.”

You stood there in shock for a few moments before stepping forward, snatching the paycheck from his hand. “Don't play dumb, you firing me has nothing to do with what happened today. You wanted me gone since I refused to suck your dick for better hours. You can take this job and shove it up your stuck up, wannabe rich boy ass. Good luck finding an employee that'll work the shit hours you gave me for such little pay. You alone will run this place into the ground, not one crazy lady's bad review.”

You surprised yourself with the rage that flowed from you as you snapped at your boss who sat there slack jawed and wide eyed at your little outburst. You didn't even give him time to speak before turning swiftly and rushing out of the office. You had to get out of there, fast and now!

After grabbing your things, you ran out of the restaurant, angry tears falling down your face as you stomped away from the building. You didn't get far until you noticed Hoseok waiting by the curb beside a large black SUV, and he wasn't alone. Next to him stood the one man who weren't expecting to see, at least not for several hours, Yoongi.

Time seemed to stand still the moment his eyes locked onto yours. His expression was a mixture of anger and sadness the moment he saw you. He stepped away from Hoseok and slowly made his way over to you. His large hands going up to cup your face the moment you tried to look away. The pads of his thumbs wiping away the fresh tears that began to stream down your face. “Babygirl.” He sighed, tilting your head up so your eyes met his.

As your eyes met his, your lower lip quivered and unable to stop yourself you stepped forward, wrapping your arms around him. You weren't sure why but in this moment, all you wanted was a hug from him. Something to comfort you and make you feel even an ounce better. You hated showing a man you hardly knew this moment of weakness but you were scared. You were now jobless and if you couldn't pay rent, soon you'd be homeless. You half expected him to pull away from you so you just held him as tight to your body as you could and buried your face in his suit coat.

He never pulled away, much to your surprise, instead he wrapped both his arms tightly around your shoulders and held you tight to his chest, his chin resting on your shoulder as he rubbed your back soothingly. “It's okay, baby. I got you.” He muttered softly into your ear.

“W-Why are you here?” You managed to ask, trying desperately to dry up your tears.

“Hoseok is a friend of mine. He called me and told me what happened. I was on this side of town so I had to come check on my girl.” He muttered, his fingers running up and down your back slowly causing you to relax in his arms. You found it odd that a friend of Yoongi's happened to be at your restaurant only hours after the contract signing but honestly, in this moment you could careless. You were just glad he showed up to check on you. “I can explain everything in the car. Let me take you home so you can get a shower.”

You shook your head and turned your head so your cheek was pressed to his chest, your ear right over his heart that you could hear was beating extremely fast. “I don't care, I'm just glad you're here right now.” You confessed. His arms around you giving you a gentle squeeze.

“I'll always be here for you, Babygirl.” He sighed before pulling away slightly, his hand gently taking yours as he pulled you towards his car. “Let's go. I want to hear everything from you in the car.”

Nodding, you slid into the open back door before giving Hoseok a sad smile. Yoongi went to get in after you but paused just long enough to turn towards his friend, his expression hardening for just a moment. “Find Caroline. I don't care what it takes, find out where that bitch is staying.” He hissed. You were a bit taken back at the tone Yoongi used but said nothing.

“I will. Leave it to me.” He nodded before shutting the door after Yoongi got into the back with you.

He instructed the driver to go by just telling him to go home. The two of you sat in silence for a long moment, his hand still gripping yours. You turned your hand so your fingers laced with his as you two just sat there both looking of opposite windows. Your free hand was wiping away the remainders of your tears before you turned to look at him. “Who is she?”

Yoongi sighed softly and lowered his head for a moment, not once looking over at you. “She's a virus. One that keeps popping up.” He muttered, just jaw clenching slightly. “Remember how I told you that the contract was to help protect you from my former women? Well, she's the main one.”

“Oh..” You muttered while glancing down at your hand that was still held in his, your heart dropping down into the pits of your stomach.

“Somehow she found out who you were and went after you instead of me. How she found you so quickly, I don't know. Normally she goes after me and tries to get in me a scandal. I'm so sorry. I intended on keeping you out of this. I didn't think she'd go as far as to show up to your work.” He glanced over to you and with his free hand, he placed two fingers under your chin and lifted your head so he could see your face. “That's why I had Hoseok watching out for you. I was worried about your safety. I came as soon as he called me saying she was there but she was long gone by the time I got there.”

“It's not your fault. My boss was looking for a reason to fire me, she just gave him the out he needed to get rid of me.” You sighed, scooting over closer to him so you could rest your head on his shoulder.

Yoongi stiffened and let out a low sigh of frustration. “He fired you? After Hoseok told him it was all her fault?”

You nodded and just sighed softly. “I came onto me once and said he'd pay me more and give me better hours if I agreed to sleep with him, of course I refused so he always wanted me gone since then.”

“I'll kill him.” Yoongi growled softly, his hand releasing yours as he wrapped his arms almost protectively over your shoulder and pulled you closer to him.

“Don't get upset. It was a long time ago.” You shook your head and nuzzled closer into his side, the chill from the still soaked shirt making you shiver. “He'll get whats coming to him in the end. One day some will put him in his place and he'll lose everything he's worked for. The only reason I endured it was because it's so hard for find a job these days.”

Yoongi moved so his head was resting on top of yours, his fingers playing with the sticky strands of your hair. “I can help you until you get back on your feet.”

“I dont want your money, Yoongi. I got myself into this mess I can figure a way out.”

This caused him to laugh softly and turn his head so his lips brushed against the top of your head. “Babygirl, you still haven't figured out this sugardaddy thing have you? I signed a contract to pay you and take care of you while you give me company. Helping you in what I'm going to do. I'm also going to protect you from Caroline. I swear she wont get close to you again. Once I find her I'm gonna make sure she's locked up in a nice padded room where she cant hurt anyone again.”

You smiled softly for the first time that day since you received his text messages and just closed your eyes. For a moment you felt better, like even though you lost your job, that everything was going to be okay as long as you had this man by your side. Which was an odd feeling for you since you had only just met him.

The rest of the car ride went on in silence until you found yourself back at his office building. “What are we doing here?” You asked with an arched brow, your head lifting from his shoulder. “I thought you were taking me home?”

“I never said your home, babygirl. You got to go in, get a shower and then I have a friend who is going to take you someplace nice so you can get ready for our date tonight. You've had a rough day so for the rest of the day you're about to be pampered like the queen you are until I come to get you.” He smirked slightly.

#bts scenarios #sugadaddy fic #bts reactions #bts fanfic #bts fanfction #bts angst

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thirstyandbeautiful · 4 years ago

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OH MY GOD YOU CANT JUST DROP SUGAR DADDY LANCE WITHOUT WARNING YOULL KILL A HOE 😭 jk omg it was so good the noise i made at the last line was not human hes too much i love him 💙🧡

SURPRISEEEEEEE.

it was the last gift to my hoes. bringing back that sugadaddy!lance goodness

#i always forget how much i love the sugababy!au #its like my comfort fic #for now #we'll see what happens #hehe #w #hoe fairy #sugadaddy!lance #sugababy!au fic

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thirstyandbeautiful · 4 years ago

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'but will it be a paradise forever' girl i swear if the sugar daddy thing falls apart-

*looks at hoes in hoe fairy*

#is u new here #lol IM PLAYING #or am i #idk #w #hoe fairy #sugababy!au fic #sugadaddy!lance

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thirstyandbeautiful · 4 years ago

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sugababe is my comfort fic too <3 just lots of words of being spoilt rotten by one mr stroll <3

spoiled rotten with yachts and dick whats better than that

#w #hoe fairy #ls #sugababy!au fic #sugadaddy!lance

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thirstyandbeautiful · 4 years ago

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Sugar daddy lance is such a baby even as a sugar daddy, I'm obsessed, I want to cuddle him and stroke his hair (and if he could buy me a boat and feed me fruit that would be wonderful too)

he is such a babe

#but will it stay a paradise forever #sugababy!au fic #sugadaddy!lance #w #hoe fairy #ls

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faketextstuff · 7 years ago

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The Arrangement --PT4

Warnings: Very brief sexual content, if you squint you'll see it. Sensitive issues, Eventual Smut, Cursing.

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

PLEASE NOTE IM NOT KINK SHAMING ANYONE!!!! IT'S PURELY FOR THE STORY!!!! PLEASE DONT GET OFFENDED AND SEND ME HATE!!!

It had been thirty minutes since there was a knock on Yoongi's door. Thirty minutes of Namjoon, Yoongi's lawyer going over the Agreement contract with you. Each page was read and explained to the letter. You honestly thought you'd be tricked into signing the contract while not knowing what the hell you were getting yourself into to but Namjoon was making sure that wasn't the case.

"You can not use Yoongi's name to gain popularity. Like, for an example, if you were trying to get into acting you can't name drop him to gain favor. However since you two are allowed to confirm your relationship on social media as a legit normal relationship you probably will naturally gain popularity, even so you can not expose the truth about your relationship. Does that make sense?"

"Yeah." You nodded while rubbing your temples. "We can say we're dating but I can't say I'm his sugar baby or expose him as a sugar daddy. We have to look like a normal couple."

Namjoon nodded his head with a grin. "Exactly."

"There is a problem." You added glancing up at Yoongi who arched a brow. "My friend was at the coffee shop and saw us together. And leave together. I didn't feel comfortable going to meet a stranger alone. She was the one who made the profile on the site."

Yoongi smile and gave a wave of his hand. "That's fine. That was very smart on your part to come with backup but it's no trouble. Do you think she'll agree to sign a secrecy discourse?"

You paused for quick moment wondering if you could ask that of your friend. Of course you knew she would if it meant you got to finally be taken care of for once but was it right to ask that of her? Yes! This was her fault that you were here after all. "I'm sure she will if we explain the situation and ask her too. She's very good at keeping secrets. If not you can easily bribe her with a sushi roll." You chuckled.

Namjoon also let out a small chuckle and grabbed a blank piece of paper and a pen. "What's her name? And number."

"Rhee, Kiya. Her number..." You grabbed up your phone and began scrolling through your contacts before sliding the phone towards Namjoon so he could write down her cell phone number. "She's also lives in the apartment across from mine. Apartment six-fifty-three."

"Great." Namjoon nodded while standing up and grabbing his phone. "The next part of the contract is a personal one that you and Yoongi will have to discuss together. While you two read over section Six-A through J, I'm going go step out and give Miss Rhee a call."

As Namjoon made his way back out of the office, you grabbed the contract and flipped the page, your eyes bugging at the words across the top and before you could stop yourself you read it out loud. "Agreement for sexual favors, positions and STD awareness?!" You turned your gaze quickly to Yoongi who was just smirking at you.

"Relax. It's just part of the contract. Normally it takes fifteen working days after signing for this part of the contract to come into effect. Which means, after a week and you decide this isn't for you, this part of the contract us null and void. However if you agree to stay on and continue our relationship, sex may eventually end up being requested or may just happen. Like I said before sex is far off and not very often for me and if you don't want a physical relationship then it won't happen. No is no. This is just so we can lay some ground rules of things acceptable in the bedroom or not. As well as both of us agreeing to undergo a physical and sexually transmitted disease testing by one of my private physicians here in the building. All of it remains confidential and it's a way we can protect each other." Yoongi explained slowly which caused the tension to leave your body. "You will also be put on a form of birth control while under the contract. Even if we never do anything physical. It's for yours and my own peace of mind."

Nodding you slowly turned your gaze back to the paper. "You really have thought all this out, haven't you. You've clearly left no stone unturned."

"I have to." He sighed, for a moment a look of sadness washed over his face. "This is my company, each employee here is like a family member to me. I can't be reckless and risk their lively hoods and careers just because I slipped up and made a mistake that'll cost me everything."

You felt your admiration for this young CEO growing by the minute. It somehow made you feel safer about signing the contract and agreeing to be his sugar baby. Of course in the back of your mind you wondered who hurt him so badly that he now has to go to these extremes just for a little social interaction and relationship? "So...for argument sake, let's say we get to the physical part of a relationship...is this the list of things you want to do?" You blushed while reading over the list. You were by no means innocent, but damn! These were making you blush.

"They are mostly things that had been brought up in the past. This list..." he got up and moved to Namjoon's seat that was right beside you, his finger pointing to a list of very dangerous activities. "These are hard no's for me. I will never agree to any of these that are listed. Blood play, excessive pain play, rape fantasies, pet play, fisting, public humiliation and verbal degradation are my limits."

"Thank god." You breathed out a sigh of relief. "You have pet play but over in things acceptable you have collars and pet names." You pointed out.

Yoongi chuckled softly and leaned a bit closer as he glanced over the list. "Pets names will involve stuff like baby girl, kitten, princess...names like that. Collars are just sexy. I like a little light bondage play and for some reason collars on women and men are extremely sexy. Pet play is more like those people who make their partner eat from dog bowls, sleep in cages and crawl on all fours. That's just not my thing."

You grinned and picked up a pen, signing in agreement under the unacceptable list. "I'm just gonna go ahead and sign that just because not just no, but HELL NO to all of these." You giggled. "On the acceptable list, a few of these are questionable to me."

"Like what, baby?" He leaned forward once again, his arm moving to rest on the back of your chair as he read over your shoulder. Your finger moving along the list towards the first item of concern.

"Anal play. I've never tried that and the thought makes me slightly uncomfortable." You confessed. You were honestly surprised at how easy it was to discuss this part of the contract with a man you've only known for a few hours.

Yoongi paused for a moment and fell deep into thought before leaning up to grab three different color highlighters. "Here, yellow for things you agree too, green for things we can discuss later if the time comes, and orange for absolutely not."

"Perfect!" You grabbed the green highlighter and and marked through the first item on the list. "Its not a no, but it's not a sure thing I'd ever want to try it." You explained. You marked green through a few more things on the list such as semi-public foreplay, ice play, and a handful of other things you weren't too sure about. Mainly because you hadn't done your research on them. You picked up the orange and quickly marked through flogging, whipping and other things your feared would be too painful for You to even consider. Of course in your mind, what did it matter, you'd never make it to fifteen days or more with him. You just never saw it happening.

Next to you, Yoongi looked pleased and how many things you might possibly be willing to try. Normally his girls would be vanilla as hell, but at least you seemed more adventurous. He was very pleased to see yellow covered the paper more than anything else. What he wasn't telling you about this part of the contract, it was mainly so he could learn your kinks and hard limits in the quickest way possible so if you ever did become physical, he wouldn't have to do so much work on figuring you out. He was sly. Very sly but in his mind you didn't need to know any of this.

Once you were finished you slid the finished product over to the man next to you, blushing as he picked it up and glanced over the list with a smirk. "My naughty girl." He teased you with an arched brow. "You're quite the freak in the sheets."

Your cheeks instantly went blood red and you grabbed up the orange highlighter. "Okay give it back! Let me change it!" You reached for the paper but Yoongi was quicker, jerking it away from your grasp.

"Fuck no! I like the list the way it is." He chuckled while grabbing up a pen, quickly scribbling his signature under the acceptable column.

You couldn't stop from rolling your eyes before putting down the highlighters and grabbing a pen. "Its not like it'll happen anyway." Yoongi smirked as he slid you the paper, signing your name under his.

"I'll remember you said that." He muttered before flipping the page. "This is where you sign to agree to the physical, blood testing and birth control I spoke of earlier." He quickly changed the subject and signed his name under his part saying he agreed to preform all that was required of him.

Nodding, you didn't hesitate to sign your name on your part. You couldn't believe you were willingly signing this contract but something about this man next to you had you intrigued. Plus Namjoon was adamant about this being a no risk deal for you that you could break the contract and go your separate ways whenever you needed too. This was just a legal agreement so you couldn't come back and expose him later. If you tried you would be taken to court for slander and upon exposing the contract you'd have to pay the company millions in damages to their reputation. In all honesty, it was a smart deal on his and your parts. Even if you ended it, or he ended it, you'd never have to pay a dime back as long as you kept quiet about it all.

Normally you'd never even consider a stunt like this but times were tough and you needed a helping hand.

It took nearly an hour but eventually Namjoon returned saying he would escort you home since he needed to meet your best friend at her apartment to sign her part. You just laughed when he told you how excited Kiya seemed about all of this.

"This is the last page you'll need to sign." Namjoon flipped to the back page of the very thick contract and began reading. His finger moving alone the words as he spoke, "I, you'll sign here, hereby agree to the terms and conditions of the 'Relationship Arrangement contract' presented by, Yoongi will sign here, and legal counsel, and I sign here..." he paused to scribble down his name before he kept reading, "I understand the terms of the relationship and will uphold my part of the agreement. Under no circumstances will I break this contract by revealing of the content within to any or all persons who are not present at the signing. So initial and sign this part." Namjoon slid you the paper and with a deep breath and a shaky hand you filled your legal name into the blank and placed your initials where the lawyer had highlighted.

As you pulled back, Yoongi leaned over behind you, his face inches from yours as he signed his signature on the paper. You felt your stomach flutter at how close he was and your face only flushed when he made no attempt to move away from his position. Namjoon's words began to fall of deaf ears as he kept reading. All you could think about was now, legally you were no longer single, but a sugar baby to one of the most powerful men in Seoul.

"Miss Y/L/N?" Namjoon called out to you, pulling you from your inner monologue.

"Sorry?" You asked arching a brow, a deer in headlights look on your face.

"We were going over this part, basically it states that while under the agreement you two will no partake in any other relationships, physical or otherwise, while the contract is effective. If you do the contract will become null and void and legal action may insure."

You shot your gaze over to Yoongi, who still held his relaxed expression. "You'd sue someone for having a boyfriend or girlfriend?" You asked, your tone a bit more surprised than you expected.

Yoongi simply shrugged and his expression never changed. "I dont share what's mine. When you're with me, you're mine. When I'm with you, I'm yours. I refuse to share with anyone else and I swear while we are together, I'll never see another woman. All I'm asking is that you show the same courtesy I'm showing you."

Your cheeks once again heat up and a silent nod was the only response you gave the man next to you. Turning your eyes back to the paper you signed away your right to date. Not that you'd have a problem with that. You hadn't dated since your sponge of an ex drained your bank account and ran off with a young flight attendant from France.

After a few more draggingly long minutes everything was signed and official. You felt your palms begin to sweat as Namjoon finished up with Yoongi, signing and altering parts of the contract. In your mind you scolded yourself for making such a rash decision but also, it felt thrilling to be a part of something you only heard stories about. Things like this never happened, especially to you. Now here you are. Offical Sugar Baby and "girlfriend" to a very handsome and successful man.

As they began to wrap everything up, Namjoon told you he'd meet you down in the parking deck so he could drive you home. Once again you were left with Yoongi alone in his office.

"I'm glad you agreed, baby girl." He finally spoke as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a keycard. Stepping closer to you, you suddenly found yourself pinned between him and the desk. His body so close to yours you could feel the heat radiating from him. He licked his lips and and glanced down at your slightly parted ones. He stared at them for a moment, secretly wondering what they would feel like against his. Normally he'd seal the deal with a kiss, but with you he couldn't. As per the alterations in the contract, he couldn't become physical with you until you asked that of him.

You could almost see the conflict in his mind before he jerked his eyes up to lock onto yours. "This is your keycard. It'll bring you straight here and to my penthouse which is the black button on the executive elevator. Please come visit me whenever you want. As for dates, I'm going to take you out tomorrow night so please be at my penthouse at five-thirty. I get off at six. I'll have a surprise for you when you arrive." He smirked slyly and took your hand, pressing the keycard into your palm. His hands nearly covering your own as you stood there locked in his intense darkened gaze.

"Okay. I'll be here." You nodded, your lips turning up into a small grin. "Do you know the bus schedule for this part of town?" You asked shyly.

Yoongi's expression hardened for a moment the second you mentioned bus. "No girl of mine is taking the bus. It's too dangerous. I'll have a car pick you up at your place and bring you straight here."

"Are you sure? That's a lot of trouble." Your lip moved between your teeth as a look of shyness and worry graced your features.

Chuckling, Yoongi reached up and with his thumb tugged your lower lip from the grip of your teeth. His large hand then cupping your face. "If your worried about me sending a driver to you, you're gonna have a hard time dealing with how much I'm going to spoil you, baby girl." He smirked before giving your cheek a gentle stroke. "Go on, Joon is waiting for you. I'll see you tomorrow. Dont be late."

With that, he quickly pulled away from you and moved around to his desk and began typing away and answering emails. You stood there watching, your jaw slightly slacked at how quick he could go from flirty sugar daddy right into business mode. "Right...bye." you muttered, bowing slightly before grabbing your bag and scurrying from the door. You glanced back and almost chuckled at the CEO, he didnt even glance up at you as you left. "What have I gotten myself into." You chuckled to yourself as you closed the door to his office.

A/N:: I'm not pleased on how this part turned out, I just wanted to get the boring stuff outta the way so we can get to the fun parts. 😼Please let me know if its worth continuing?

#bts fanfic #bts angst #bts reactions #bts scenarios #bts suga x reader #sugadaddy fic

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