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noona-clock · 4 years ago

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What’s Your Sign?: Scorpio

Genre: Ski Resort!AU

Pairing: T.O.P/Seunghyun x You (Female!Reader)

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol

Words: 6,408

Author’s Note: Since I’m so fascinated by astrology, I decided to do a Zodiac series! I will be writing a one-shot fic for each sign featuring different members from different groups (and even an actor!). Each story will be posted on the 5th of the month during that sign’s season. Please reblog, comment, or send in an ask with your feedback! Thank you for your support 💜

Skiing wasn’t really your thing.

Like... at all.

You’d never actually tried it, but you were basically the opposite of athletic, and the idea of hurtling down a mountain -- a slippery, snowy mountain -- on two thin pieces of wood was just... not something that tempted you whatsoever.

The idea of sitting in a cozy cabin with a warm blanket and a roaring fire and a steaming mug of hot chocolate, however... that picture was infinitely more appealing. So, when two of your very best friends invited you to spend a few days in a ski chalet they’d rented with their boyfriend and girlfriend, respectively, you agreed to tag along (even though being a fifth wheel was also something that didn’t tempt you).

This year had been pretty rough for you personally, though, so a vacation in a wintry paradise would do wonders for your mental health. Plus, your friends and their significant others did like skiing, so you would most likely be alone for a good majority of the day, free to snuggle up on the couch and drink as much hot chocolate as your heart desired.

But then one of your best friends, Cindy, told you that her boyfriend, Jiyong, was bringing his best friend, Seunghyun, along.

So... yay because you wouldn’t be the only fifth wheel, but also yikes because Seunghyun was super scary and you didn’t like him.

Okay, no, that isn’t entirely true.

You were just incredibly intimidated by him and were too shy to ever talk to him directly because, as mentioned, he was super scary. He cut a pretty imposing figure, his resting facial expression was quite serious, and he had a really deep voice that was just...

Scary.

And you were almost completely positive that he hated you.

So, yeah. As soon as Cindy told you he was coming, you were extremely tempted to chicken out and stay home.

“Oh, come on,” Cindy urged as she opened her trunk and reached for your suitcase -- because, yes, she had waited that long to tell you about the sixth guest on this trip. No doubt she knew you would want to back out as soon as you heard Seunghyun would be there, so she had told you at the last possible minute to prevent you from doing just that. “He’ll probably just come skiing with us, so you’ll barely see him!”

“Cindy!” you whined, resisting the urge to stamp your foot like a petulant child. “He totally hates me! Does he even know I’m going to be there?!”

“Yes, I’m sure he does.”

“So, you don’t know for sure that he does,” you retorted.

“I’m sure Jiyong told him you were coming when he invited him!”

“But you weren’t there when he did?”

“Y/N, get in the car,” Cindy ordered with pursed lips and a tone of pure irritation. “You already said you were coming, you paid for your share of the cabin, I bought two boxes of your favorite hot chocolate -- you are getting in this car.”

While Cindy was definitely not as intimidating and scary as Seunghyun, her ‘I mean business’ tone was still scary enough to make you open the passenger-side door and slide into the seat with very little hesitation.

Cindy thanked you sweetly when she got into the driver’s seat next to you after stowing your bag in the trunk, and then she pulled away from your apartment to go and pick up Liah and her girlfriend, Renee. The four of you would be driving up to this cabin together while, apparently, Jiyong and Seunghyun would drive themselves and meet you there.

As soon as Cindy got out of the car at Liah and Renee’s house and closed her door behind her, you heard Liah’s muffled voice ask, “Did you tell her?”

You immediately glowered at them through your window, and when Renee got into the seat behind you, you turned around to look at her.

“Was that really the plan all along? To not tell me that he was coming until the last minute when I had no choice but to still go?”

A smirk tugged at Renee’s lips, and you knew the answer immediately.

It really had been the plan all along. Your two best friends were way more scheming and conniving than you would’ve guessed.

“It’ll be fine,” Renee insisted in that smooth, calming voice of hers -- the kind of voice that actually made you believe her when she said ‘it’ll be fine.’ “It’s not like you’ll have to share a room with him.”

Even though she was right in assuming you absolutely would not want to share a room with him, the fact that she said it made you feel like you were being annoyingly juvenile about this.

I mean, you were an adult! Seunghyun scared you, and you would never even consider calling him a friend, but you were mature enough to be able to share a room with him if you had to!

...But you were glad you didn’t have to.

Instead of replying to her, you simply let out a soft sigh and turned back around, waiting for your two best friends to join you in the car so you could get going.

“I’m very proud of you, Y/N,” Liah announced as soon as she took her spot in the back seat. “I was fully expecting you to stay home once you found out.”

“Oh, come on!” you scoffed, your brow furrowing deeply as you whipped your head around to frown at her. “You don’t think I’m mature enough to handle being a little uncomfortable?”

“It’s not that you’re too immature to handle it,” Liah replied. “I absolutely think you’re mature enough to handle it. You just won’t like it handling it. Hate it, in fact.”

...And, of course, she was correct. Just because you would share a room with Seunghyun if you had to didn’t mean you would like it.

But you wouldn’t have to, so there was really no need to even think about it.

Thankfully, after Liah’s remark, the subject of your willingness to be around Jiyong’s scary best friend wasn’t brought up again. The four of you, instead, discussed the meals you would cook for each other (it had already been agreed upon that a different person would be responsible for dinner each night, and there were several full grocery bags in Cindy’s trunk at the moment), played a round and a half of the Alphabet game, and engaged in a heaping handful of sing-alongs.

You unconsciously kept an eye on Cindy’s GPS the entire time, watching as the hours until your arrival turned into minutes.

Why were you so anxious? Why was your heart starting to beat just a little bit faster with every minute passed?

I mean, probably just because you hated being in awkward situations, and you knew it would absolutely be awkward when you first got to the cabin. Basically, the greeting between you and Seunghyun would determine what it would be like for the two of you during the entire trip.

If he, for some reason, decided to be polite -- or even civil -- when he first saw you, then maybe you would be able to spend the next several days in some state of relaxation. But if he ignored and avoided you -- which was the most likely option -- then you would probably be walking on eggshells the whole time. Peering around every corner to make sure he wasn’t already in the room. Waiting until he left the cabin before setting up camp on the sofa for the day.

...Maybe you should’ve insisted on staying home. Because none of that sounded at all pleasant, and if a vacation was supposed to be one thing, it was supposed to be pleasant. You should be able to enjoy yourself! But if it was going to be awkward around Scary Seunghyun all the time, you weren’t going to enjoy yourself!

Ugh.

But it was definitely too late to back out now. The GPS was calculating your arrival in less than five minutes, and the time to ask Cindy to turn around and drive you home had long since passed. (Though, she wouldn’t have done it anyway, even if you’d begged her or pretended you were getting sick.)

Your stomach flipped over itself as Cindy slowed the car and pulled up to a fairly large, incredibly nice cabin, and it flipped yet again when you saw Jiyong’s car already parked in the driveway.

“Oh, wow,” Renee marveled as the car rolled to a stop behind Jiyong’s and Cindy cut the engine. “This looks fancy.”

“Listen,” Cindy began, her tone playfully defensive. “It’s not every day you get to take a nice vacation with basically every person you love. I wanted to go all out! I wanted it to be special.”

Your brow wrinkled slightly as you unbuckled your seat belt and opened your door, the snow crunching under your foot as you stepped outside. “Are you sure I paid enough for this?”

Judging by the price, you’d figured she’d picked out a quaint little cabin with bedrooms the size of a closet. You hadn’t minded that notion, of course. As long as you had a warm blanket for snuggling and a lamp for reading, you didn’t care how big your room was.

But this definitely wasn’t a quaint little cabin. It was a very nice house disguised as a cabin.

“Yes, you did,” Cindy assured you, though you didn’t believe her in the slightest. “Don’t worry! You’re going to love it. You especially, Y/N, since you’ll spend most of your time here.”

You opened your mouth to issue a rebuttal, but Cindy cut you off.

“Which I am not judging you for!” she assured you. “I wouldn’t have invited you if I didn’t think you would have a good time!”

You simply pursed your lips and headed back toward the trunk to retrieve your suitcase.

Once the other three girls had unloaded their luggage from the car, you lingered, slowly closing the trunk and allowing Cindy, Liah, and Renee to go into the cabin ahead of you. There was absolutely no way you were going to be the first to walk in since you knew Jiyong -- and Seunghyun -- were already there.

It was going to be uncomfortable enough seeing him for the first time; you certainly weren’t going to do anything to add to it.

So, you brought up the rear, carrying your grocery bags and suitcase in through the door and gently closing it behind you as you heard Cindy call out for her boyfriend.

Once you got inside, though, your eyes widened at just how nice this place was, and you very briefly -- very briefly -- forgot that you were not looking forward to seeing Scary Seunghyun.

But then you heard Jiyong’s voice calling out to Cindy, and when you shifted your gaze down the front hallway... There he was.

Okay, so, one thing you hadn’t let yourself think about since Cindy had told you Seunghyun would be here was that... he was actually really super handsome.

Like magnetically attractive.

Which was probably another reason why he scared you.

He was almost too attractive, y’know? Too attractive for his own good, and absolutely too attractive for you to be any sort of comfortable around him.

You averted your gaze as soon as you saw him, feeling your cheeks flush a little and your stomach flip a lot.

“How was the drive?” Jiyong asked as he took Cindy’s suitcase.

“Very uneventful,” she answered. “If you don’t count the sing-alongs.”

Jiyong chuckled a little and said, “Yeah, I’ve never been in a car with four girls before, but I bet it’s never boring.”

He began to lead everyone upstairs where, presumably, the bedrooms were, so you pushed the handle of your suitcase down to carry it rather than wheel it.

Just as you leaned down to take the side handle, though, you felt a presence suddenly appear at your side.

A rather imposing presence.

“Here,” Seunghyun mumbled in his incredibly deep and smooth voice. “I got it.”

“Oh --” you choked, the word getting stuck in your throat. You quickly cleared it and managed to murmur a “Thanks.”

He gestured for you to go up the stairs first, and by now, the rest of the group was already halfway up the staircase, so you hastily tiptoed up to join them.

“The two empty rooms are this one here,” Jiyong told you, nodding to the door closest to the stairs. “And that one down at the end of the hall. This closest one has a bigger bed, so...”

You quickly cut in and said, “So, Liah and Renee can take that one, and I’ll take the one down there.”

You had no need for a bigger bed, and it really didn’t matter where your room was located, so obviously, you would let your friends have it.

Seunghyun headed down the hall with your suitcase, and you avoided looking at Cindy as you hurried after him -- though you were extra careful not to get too close behind him.

“You’re a nicer person than me,” he muttered once the two of you had entered your bedroom for the next couple days. “I would’ve taken the other room.”

You frowned, your forehead wrinkling with confusion and distaste. “But I don’t need a bigger bed. There’s two of them and only one of me, so why would I --”

Seunghyun turned to look at you them, his lips pulled into a devilishly handsome smirk. “I’m just teasing.”

“...Oh.”

A low chuckle escaped his lips as he hefted your suitcase up on the bench at the foot of your bed, and -- thankfully -- he then turned to leave.

“Thanks again,” you forced yourself to blurt out, surprised to hear that your voice didn’t sound as awkward as you felt.

“Sure,” he mumbled with a nod. “And if you need anything, I’m right across the hall.”

Your eyes widened a little, and your gaze darted through your open door to the closed one just opposite.

That was his room?

“I mean, I don’t know what I could possibly do that you can’t do yourself, but... Y’know. The sentiment still stands.”

You just nodded and let out a strangled hum.

Seunghyun chuckled again and left, closing your door behind him. Moments later, you heard the door across from you open and gently shut.

And then you deflated.

You just now realized how tense you’d been, though you really didn’t know why. Seunghyun had been very polite to you!

Nice, even!

And yet... there was still something about him that just...

You didn’t want to say he rubbed you the wrong way because that wasn’t entirely true.

He just...

He put you on edge for some reason. And it was probably because of the whole too attractive thing, but... I don’t know. He just scared you, okay?!

But seeing him and interacting with him for the first time on this trip hadn’t gone nearly as badly as you’d anticipated, so hopefully that meant you could enjoy your vacation with the least amount of awkwardness possible.

Hopefully.

After the first evening and first full day of the trip, you realized just how dramatic you’d been about the Seunghyun situation.

It almost made you laugh now to think how you’d worried about it, imagining yourself tiptoeing around the cabin, peering around corners to make sure you wouldn’t be alone with him.

More than a bit ridiculous, really.

For one, it’s not like he was trying to make you feel awkward. He had no idea that you were so scared of and intimidated by him, and even if he did, he didn’t seem like the type to take advantage of it. He clearly didn’t mind teasing you, but you couldn’t imagine him purposely making you feel uncomfortable in his presence.

Plus, as Cindy has surmised, he had gone skiing with everyone else -- at least he had the first day, and according to the rest of the group, there was plenty to do around the resort.

So, you were pretty confident you’d get to spend the majority of your time here holed up in the cabin by yourself.

...You should’ve known better.

You had still been in bed when you’d heard the hustle and bustle of everyone leaving for another day on the slopes, and while you’d been slightly upset you hadn’t been down there to say good morning and good-bye to them, there hadn’t been anything you could do about it. You certainly weren’t going to run out in the snow in your pajamas just to see your friends off.

So, you’d simply splashed some water on your face and brushed your teeth in your en suite bathroom, stepped into your furry slippers and shuffled your way down to the kitchen for your usual morning cup of tea.

As soon as you turned the corner into the kitchen, though, you stopped suddenly, jumping a bit with startled surprise.

Seunghyun was sitting at the table eating a bowl of cereal.

But... hadn’t you already heard everyone leaving?

He glanced up at your arrival, nodding once to acknowledge your presence and then simply turning back to his breakfast.

You cleared your throat gently and slowly continued your route to the kitchen.

“I thought everyone left already?” you said in a quiet, timid voice.

“They did,” he mumbled in reply.

You pressed your lips together as you opened the cupboard to retrieve a mug, waiting for him to explain why he was still here.

But he didn’t.

Of course.

Why would he make things easier for you?

So, you quietly closed the cupboard door and asked, “You’re skipping today?”

“I don’t mind skiing,” he replied, and even though you weren’t looking at him, you could tell that he had shrugged while speaking. “But it’s not like I love it. And being a fifth wheel wasn’t the most fun, so... figured I’d stay here today.”

“Understandable,” you sighed. You could certainly relate to not wanting to be a fifth wheel. You loved your friends, and you were more than happy that they were both so happy in their relationships... but being around them all the time did tend to remind you that you were, in fact, single.

“What’d you do yesterday?” Seunghyun asked, and for some odd reason, his question made your spine tingle. Not in a creepy way, though. You weren’t sure what kind of way it was, but it wasn’t a creepy tingle.

“I just hung out here,” you shrugged, filling up the tea kettle with water before putting it on the stove to heat it up. “Did some reading. Took a walk. Drank some hot chocolate.”

Which brought you to a very curious question: What was Seunghyun going to do here?

But you didn’t have enough nerve at the moment to ask him. You hadn’t even had your first cup of caffeine yet!

“Is that what you normally do for fun?” he asked with a hint of amusement in his tone.

Even though, by now, you were used to people making fun of your more tame lifestyle, you still felt yourself getting defensive.

“Well, I don’t particularly find the idea of hurtling myself down a huge snowy mountain fun,” you retorted, busying yourself by opening the drawer next to the stove so you could pick out your tea bag.

“Well, no, me neither,” Seunghyun chuckled. “I would much prefer going to an art museum.”

Your brow furrowed instantly, but you resisted the urge to look over your shoulder at him.

“Really?” you asked.

“Yes, really,” he laughed. “Why do you sound so surprised?”

“Because I am, I guess. I didn’t know you liked art.”

“Is there anything you do know about me?”

...He had a point.

“Well, is there anything you know about me?”

“You like tea.”

You did turn around then, though you found your slight annoyance had turned into slight amusement and the corners of your lips pulled into a tiny grin. “That’s cheating.”

“Is not.”

“I’m making tea right now. Of course I like tea. That’s like if I said one thing I know about you is that you like cereal.”

“Well, that is one thing you know about me. I do like cereal.”

“But that’s just inferring something based on an observation!” you chuckled. “That’s not knowing something. It’s an educated guess.”

Seunghyun raised his eyebrows at you, and that stupid smirk showed up on his lips again. That same devilishly handsome smirk, and it made you feel very strange.

“You’re fun at parties, aren’t you?” he murmured.

“I don’t go to parties,” you countered.

Seunghyun simply laughed quietly, shaking his head to himself and turning back to his cereal.

The kitchen was silent as you finished up making your tea, but you were quite surprised to realize it wasn’t an awkward silence. It’s just that neither of you said anything. You weren’t waiting on tenterhooks for him to say or do something. You were simply... making your tea.

Just as you finished pouring the boiling water into your mug, you heard the scrape of a chair across the floor.

“I’ll leave you to it,” he said in a soft, low voice. “Enjoy your day.”

“Thanks,” you replied, watching as he walked over to put his spoon and empty bowl in the dishwasher. “You, too.”

And then he went back upstairs. To do what? You had no idea.

But at least now you were able to drink your tea in peace.

...Except, as you sat down on the sofa in the adjoining living room, cradling the steaming mug in your hands, you found you couldn’t stop wondering what he was going to do all day. Would he stay in the house? If he left the house, where would he go? Down to the lodge? Would he ask you to go with him? If he did ask you, would you go with him?

Obviously, you didn’t know the answers to any of these questions.

But you did know that Seunghyun wasn’t quite as scary as he seemed. And you were fairly sure he didn’t hate you. At the very least, he was simply indifferent -- but indifference is much better than hate.

After spending the morning and early afternoon reading -- with a few breaks to sit outside on the cabin’s back porch to admire the scenery -- your stomach had let you know in no uncertain terms that it was getting to be lunchtime.

You set your book down on the coffee table in front of you, swung your legs over the side of the sofa, and stepped into your slippers. And as you shuffled your way over to the kitchen, you realized...

You hadn’t seen or heard from Seunghyun since breakfast.

You... had actually almost forgotten he hadn’t gone skiing with the rest of your group and was, presumably, still here.

If he’d left, he’d done it so stealthily that you hadn’t noticed.

Which honestly wouldn’t surprise you. He was definitely the type of person who could just all of a sudden be standing next to you and you had no idea how or when he got there.

In fact... you paused, in the middle of reaching for the refrigerator door, and carefully looked over your shoulder to see if maybe he had snuck up behind you.

But just as your gaze fell behind you, you heard the sound of soft, thudding footsteps coming down the stairs.

Phew.

You quickly opened the fridge and stared inside, though you were acutely aware of the fact he was walking toward the kitchen.

A few moments later, you heard his approaching footsteps pause, and your heart paused along with him.

“Oh, hey,” he greeted, his voice as low and deep as ever. “Lunchtime?”

You hummed positively, your heart stopping yet again when he came to stand beside you, leaning one hand against the door of the freezer right next to you.

“I... was just going to make a sandwich,” you said, hearing a slight nervous tremble in your voice. Why? You hadn’t a clue.

“What kind?”

“...Peanut butter and jelly?” you replied. “There’s literally nothing else except the food for dinner, so...”

“No, that sounds good, I’ll do that,” Seunghyun agreed, and he moved over to a cabinet to get out two plates.

...What was going on?

You... and Seunghyun... were going to... make PB&J sandwiches together?

I mean, at least he hadn’t asked you to make his for him. That was something -- definitely a credit to him.

But, still.

You never in your life would’ve thought you’d ever be standing next to Scary Seunghyun in a kitchen, making sandwiches for lunch.

But that’s exactly what you did.

You stood next to Scary Seunghyun in the kitchen, and you made a sandwich.

And then -- if you can believe it -- you ate it. Together. At the kitchen table.

It was basically silent the whole time, but in your opinion, that was better than awkward small talk.

But then, as soon as Seunghyun popped the last bite of his PB&J into his mouth, he pushed his chair away from the table and murmured, “All right, let’s do this.”

Your brow furrowed immediately.

...Do what?

“What?” you asked, your gaze following him as he headed back into the kitchen. “Do what?”

“I don’t know about you, but I need a drink,” Seunghyun replied as he began to search through the cabinets.

“A drink?” you asked with a chuckle of disbelief. “It’s not even one in the afternoon.”

He shrugged in response before letting out a soft aha and reaching in the cabinet he’d just opened, his hand returning with a bottle of wine.

He was actually doing it? Getting a drink? For real?

“I’m sorry, is my company that bad?” you asked, again, with a chuckle of disbelief.

Did he really have to drown out his discomfort from being around you with wine?

“No,” he answered, and the smirk in his voice was so apparent that he didn’t even need to turn around and show you he was actually smirking. “I just want a glass of wine. Or two. I’m on vacation!”

...Okay, well, when he put it that way.

If you couldn’t drink at one in the afternoon on vacation, when could you?

“You sure you don’t want some?”

You bit the inside of your cheek briefly before pushing your own chair away from the table and joining him in the kitchen.

“I will pass on your wine, but I am going to treat myself to...”

You trailed off as you reached around him and took out the bottle of peppermint vodka you’d brought.

“And you were judging me for drinking this early?” Seunghyun laughed. “I’m not the one breaking out the vodka!”

“It’s for peppermint hot chocolate!” you defended.

You weren’t typically one to drink hard liquor straight, but a couple of splashes of peppermint vodka in your hot chocolate? You wouldn’t say no!

“Okay, that’s a lot more believable,” he said as his amused grin transformed into a lopsided smile.

“Cindy got my favorite hot chocolate -- the absolute best kind there is. Do you... want to try?” you asked, trying your best to make it sound tempting.

Seunghyun’s forehead wrinkled as his gaze darted between his bottle of wine and your bottle of peppermint vodka.

“My hot chocolate is precious,” you added. “This is a once in a lifetime opportunity, and I may never offer --”

“I’m in.”

He put his wine away and took the vodka from you, allowing you to retrieve two packets of hot chocolate and two mugs.

You were surprisingly... excited? And considering the thing you were excited about involved both Scary Seunghyun and consuming alcohol while the sun was still out, it was definitely surprising.

But, as you’d thought earlier, if you couldn’t do things like this on vacation then when could you?

After boiling some water, you artfully made two peppermint hot chocolates -- suitable for adults only, of course -- even opening the pack of candy peppermint sticks to use as both a stirrer and a garnish.

You and Seunghyun settled on the couch with your mugs, and as you curled your legs up and cozied up underneath a blanket, Seunghyun took his first sip.

You held your breath, waiting for his reaction.

There was absolutely no reason why you should want him to like the drink other than the fact that you had made it. But, still -- if he didn’t like it, it wouldn’t bother you in the least because you didn’t care about his opinion.

...Or so you told yourself.

Deep down, it had always slightly tormented you that you thought he hated you. Seunghyun was just one of those people who seemed so inherently cool without even trying, and the fact that he didn’t like you just... it was a little upsetting, okay? You would never admit it out loud, obviously, but it was upsetting!

On the outside, though, you still tried your hardest to give off the impression that you didn’t care about his opinion.

But when he raised his eyebrows and started nodding his head slowly, your heart did a little somersault inside your chest.

“Honestly, this isn’t half bad,” he murmured before taking another sip. “I’m not really a hot chocolate kinda guy, but... I would drink this again.”

You felt the corners of your lips tug up into a smile, but you did your best to suppress it so you wouldn’t let on just how happy and relieved you were that he liked it.

“I will take that as the highest of compliments,” you replied before lifting your mug to your lips and taking a sip yourself.

If someone had told you even just a couple of days ago that you would be willingly sitting on the couch with Seunghyun drinking your specialty peppermint hot chocolate... I mean, you definitely wouldn’t have believed them. And you certainly wouldn’t have believed them if they’d told you that you would’ve enjoyed yourself.

But... that’s exactly what happened.

The two of you sat on the couch together, drinking your specialty peppermint hot chocolate, talking about art and work and life... and you enjoyed yourself.

Seunghyun even opened one of his wine bottles after both of you had finished your hot chocolate, and although you weren’t one to have more than one drink at a time, you accepted.

He had been going on and on about how incredible his wine collection was, so you wanted to see what all the fuss was about!

Halfway through your glass, though, you knew it had been a mistake. You weren’t used to this much alcohol, and you’d always been a lightweight (hence the reason you usually didn’t have more than one drink at a time).

The thoughts that were crowding your brain began to make their way to your mouth.

Always a bad thing.

Always.

“Y’know,” you murmured as you gazed pensively at your glass. “I’ve always thought you hated me.”

“What?” Seunghyun replied with a low chuckle.

“But if you’re sharing your wine with me, that’s a good thing, right? You must not really hate me.”

When you shifted your gaze up and over to Seunghyun’s face, you saw his incredibly handsome features in an incredibly confused expression.

“Why did you think I hated you?” he asked quietly.

You shrugged. “Because. You never talked to me, and you’re so cool, and I’m so not. I just... thought you hated me.”

One corner of his lips tilted up into that smirk of his, and he said, “I always thought you hated me. You never talked to me, either, and you always acted like you didn’t even want to be in the same room as me.”

“Because I thought you hated me!” you laughed.

Seunghyun shook his head, and your heart began to beat just a little bit faster.

“I’m just...” you began, clearing your throat gently to get the words unstuck from your throat. “I’m just shy. And you’re very intimidating.”

“That’s funny because I was about to say the exact same thing.”

You jerked your head back in surprise. “Excuse me? I am the exact opposite of intimidating!”

“Now that I’m talking to you, I can see that,” he agreed. “But when you’re just standing or sitting somewhere quietly... I always thought twice about approaching you.”

“That’s probably just my Resting Bitch Face,” you nodded.

Seunghyun let out a low, deep laugh, and the sound of it made your stomach do flips.

“You... do kind of have Resting Bitch Face,” he agreed, though to his credit, he sounded guilty enough. “But... it’s still... a really nice face.”

You had just been about to take another sip of your wine, and you were now entirely glad you hadn’t. You absolutely would’ve choked and spit your wine out if you’d actually had the chance to take a drink.

...Because what on Earth had he just said?!

“I’m sorry, what?” you asked, your words slightly slurred and breathless.

“Your face,” he repeated. “Is really nice.”

You blinked at him.

For quite a long time, apparently, because Seunghyun let out a soft chuckle, and you jumped at the sudden sound.

“You’re beautiful, okay?” he said with a smirk. “You’re beautiful, and the only reason I came on this trip is because I knew you would be here.”

Your mouth fell open.

“I’ve wanted to get to know you for a while,” he continued. “But I always thought you hated me, so I figured this was the perfect chance to actually try and talk to you.”

Without really knowing what you were doing -- because the information you’d just learned was completely doing your head in, and you didn’t really know anything at the moment -- you leaned over and set your wine glass down on the coffee table. And then you turned to look at Seunghyun more directly.

“Are you serious?” you asked, narrowing your eyes a bit suspiciously at him.

He simply nodded and let out a positive hum.

“You... came on this trip because of me?”

He nodded again.

You frowned, the corners of your mouth curving downward deeply as you stared at him.

And then, after a few moments of silence, you felt the word vomit coming up.

There was no way you would’ve said any of this normally, but the alcohol currently in your system and the fact Seunghyun has just said all of that had, apparently, done wonders to ease your mind and loosen your lips.

“I always thought you hated me, and to be honest, I didn’t want to come when I heard you would be here because I thought you hated me. But, like, I’ve always known objectively that you were really attractive and good-looking, but you’re just so mysterious and scary. I even called you Scary Seunghyun because of how intimidating --”

Seunghyun leaned in -- so quickly you didn’t see it coming -- and cut you off by capturing your lips in a kiss.

Unsurprisingly, you let out a soft, startled squeal.

But... the kiss was already so magnetic and overwhelming that it didn’t take long for you to melt into it, accepting his lips against yours and returning his passion.

Your head began to spin, your heart was racing, your stomach had jumped up into your throat, and even though the kiss had been going on for less than ten seconds, you felt your lungs start to burn.

When Seunghyun pulled away, you let out a soft but deep exhale, and he chuckled quietly as he brought up a hand to tuck some hair behind your ear.

Despite the fact that you were feeling incredibly shy right now, you forced your gaze on him, looking him in his deep brown eyes.

“Did... that just happen?” you whispered.

He nodded, now cradling your cheek in his palm. “And it can happen again if you want.”

Oh, you absolutely did want.

But... your conscience was tapping on your shoulder. Incessantly.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea... We’ve been drinking, and --”

Seunghyun, again, cut you off. But this time with a laugh instead of a kiss.

“I’m not even close to being remotely tipsy,” he assured you. And then his lips morphed into a smirk. “Wait, are -- are you?”

“I’m a lightweight!” you retorted defensively.

Seunghyun leaned back a little, letting his hand fall from your face.

Your cheek felt cold now, and you almost immediately reached out to take his hand and put it back on there.

“I’m not drunk,” you added. “But I definitely probably wouldn’t have said any of that if I didn’t have some alcohol in me.”

“So, you’re saying if I had gotten you drunk earlier --”

“I’m not drunk!” you insisted, tamping down an amused grin. “But also... if you had just said something earlier, I may have... I can understand why you didn’t, though.”

“For the same reason you never said anything.”

“So... why now?” you asked, your voice just barely above a whisper as Seunghyun’s thumb gently caressed your cheek.

He searched your face for a moment before lifting his shoulders into a shrug. “Guess it was the alcohol.”

You rolled your eyes playfully... and then you leaned in for another kiss.

It was weird -- beyond weird -- to be kissing Seunghyun.

Scary Seunghyun. The guy you’d avoided for so long because you’d thought he’d hated you.

But as weird as it was... it was also nice.

Very, very nice.

“Does this mean you’re going to stay here with me every day? When everyone else goes skiing?” you asked, your lips still brushing over his as you spoke.

“That depends,” he murmured.

“On what?”

“Will you start making me lunch every day?”

“No.”

Seunghyun chuckled, his voice so soft and deep that it sent a tingle down your spine -- and this time, you could tell it was definitely a good tingle.

“Well, I’ll still stay with you. If you want me to,” he murmured.

And... you were kind of surprised but kind of not surprised that, despite all of your former misgivings and hesitation about him... you did want him to.

And that wasn’t the alcohol speaking.

OTHER SIGNS: ARIES, TAURUS, GEMINI, CANCER, LEO, VIRGO, LIBRA, SAGITTARIUS, CAPRICORN, AQUARIUS, PISCES

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sindrafalcone · 5 years ago

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Insecurities and Football Teams

Fandom: BIGBANG/ Choi Seung Hyun x Reader

Warnings: Body image issues/body dysmorphia, implied sex (no actual smut)

Author’s Note: You could technically read this without reading the Nannyverse first, but it is set in that world. Also, I’m using the term ‘football’ here as in the international word for soccer, not American football.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. This story contains fictional representations of real people. None of the events are true. This is from an American standpoint, so some of the situations may not happen the same way they might in Korea. I make no money from the writing of this fictional work.

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People assumed Seung Hyun was fit. Given how active he appeared to be with fans, doing CF's with athletic wear sponsors, it seemed only normal that people would presume so. Plus, he was usually jumping from recording to dance practice, jet setting all over the world for his art and his acting... how could someone not have a trim figure when they were moving around all the time?

He also wore slim fitting clothes every day he was out of the house, making sure to let paparazzi capture all his flattering angles, so that everyone saw how trim and lean he seemed.

Seung Hyun let the world assume he was still a young, buff idol like he was in his 20's. It was just as good for his ego as much as his brand.

Times had changed though. Seung Hyun was a dad.

He loved his life, but keeping the physique he used to have felt impossible when balancing a music career, the twins, and his marriage... not to mention his passion for art. He felt stressed. And that meant, more often than not, he sought comfort from your amazing cooking and the warmth of your shared bed.

One day, when his schedule was miraculously free, he decided to stay home and sleep. And, after what seemed like the best nap of his life, Seung Hyun felt like a shower was in order. As he began to strip off his clothes, he caught sight of himself in the mirror and stared blankly at the reflection before him. Being so busy, it felt like the first time in a long time he'd actually noticed what he looked like naked.

Seung Hyun glared at himself in the full length mirror, shrewdly assessing what he saw. He took in his body shape and sighed in defeat. He had tried his best to block out the weight gain and honestly it wasn't horrible, but you could notice a bit... especially so with no clothes on to hide away his imperfections.

He'd been avoiding it for ages, not wanting to admit that the classic "dad bod" had caught up with him, but his fears were confirmed just by looking at it. His eyes focused in on the soft pooch that seemed to taunt him, and he grunted grumpily.

Every image of himself out there for the public was sharp, slim, and desirable. Day after day Seung Hyun presented the ideal version of himself, who he was when he first started, and that's all anyone (except you and his band mates) ever saw. Every day he squeezed into a button down shirt & slim, body hugging pants. He held himself up straight and tall so that was the image that cemented itself forever in the minds of the public. He couldn't lose that image... if he did, it could destroy him. In his business, image was everything.

Standing in front of the mirror, he turned this way and that, trying to find some optical illusion that would make the imperfections go away, but all he found was harsh reality. He poked gently at the slight roll of his stomach, watching his fingertip disappear as the skin folded around it. Seung Hyun hated what he saw. He felt weak and a mockery of the reputation he'd worked tirelessly to build...he saw someone unworthy of respect.

And love.

Seung Hyun's struggles with his body weren't anything new, but the deep roots of insecurities he'd worked very hard to ignore were no longer mere shadows in his mind, but fully fledged demons. He was soft & squishy, and he hated it. And if he hated it, then...

Seung Hyun cursed softly under his breath.

He wasn't buff, bold T.O.P with a body women swooned over. He was chubby dad bod T.O.P, trying to make his marriage work, take care of his kids and be an international superstar... all at the same time.

Did you even see him as attractive anymore?

All the negative thoughts swirled around his head as he carried on intensely starring at himself. He didn't even notice his wife walking in the bedroom.

“Hello handsome.” you smirked against your husbands neck as you kissed him right at his pulse point.

You wrapped your arms around his middle and propped your chin on his shoulder, locking eyes with Seung Hyun in the mirror.

He leaned backwards into your comforting embrace and sighed fondly, he still got a butterfly feeling in his stomach every time he felt your hands on his skin.

7 years of marriage and still going strong.

“What are you doing?” you asked as you took in your husbands figure in the reflection of the mirror. You unconsciously licked your lips & felt an all too familiar heat curl tight in your belly.

“Nothing.” Seung Hyun lied, quickly trying to hide what he'd been up to.

“I know you all too well, yeobo. You can’t lie to me... we promised to talk about everything remember? No secrets.” you reminded him with a soft smile.

Seung Hyun huffed out a small laugh, it faded away with a sudden jolt of nerves “ I... do you...” he stammered embarrassingly.

“You can tell me anything. I won’t laugh. Promise...” you tried your best to encourage him, softly kissing him on the neck again.

Seung Hyun sighed heavily and blew out a long breath. “Do you still find me attractive?” he asked quietly.

“What?”

“Do you still find me attractive?” he repeated nervously.

“Why are you even asking me that?” you were confused and worried as to why he would suddenly ask you something so utterly ridiculous. You rubbed your hands across your husbands stomach, up and down, trying to soothe him.

Seung Hyun looked down and saw his small belly under your hands, he swallowed past the lump in his throat. “I’ve got a dad bod...” he admitted shamefully. “I can't imagine that you actually find that attractive.”

You shot him a smirk in the mirror while wordlessly giving him an arch of your brow. 'Oh... if he only knew what was going through my mind right now...' you thought to yourself. As soon as he saw your face in the reflection, Seung Hyun closed in on himself. “You don’t have to laugh at me.” he snapped quietly, halfheartedly trying to get out of your hold.

“I’m not laughing at you, idiot.” you chided him, turning him around so he would look at you. “I love many things about you, husband of mine. The body is just a bonus.” you admitted with a grin.

“You... you still...?” he stammered, unable to complete the sentence.

You pushed Seung Hyun gently towards the bed with slow steps. You hated to see the naked vulnerability in your husbands eyes.

“Oh, absolutely. It shows that you're comfortable, happy and well loved.” you answered truthfully.

“But I don’t look how I used to look.” he pouted. “You know... back when you first got here.”

“You look sexier now.” you told him honestly, leaning closer. “I found you sexy back then, even though you were entirely too skinny. And now I take pride in how you look well cared for.” you whispered into your husbands ear.

“Yeah?” he whispered back, his gentle hands beginning to play with the hair at the nape of your neck.

“Besides...you didn’t seem to mind how my body changed after having the twins.”

His chuckle was lighthearted. “Hardly. I wanted to put my hands on you as much as ever, more probably.”

Your eyebrows shot up in slight surprise at that, but you just kept backing him up to the bed until the two of you fell onto it in a tumble of limbs and a couple of giggles.

“How about... you. let. me. show. you. just. how. sexy. I. think. you. are.” you spoke each word after planting kisses in very strategic places on Seunghyun's body.

Very much later, you lay next to each other exhausted, panting as you smiled when your eyes made contact. You pulled yourself up and leaned on your elbow, kissing Seung Hyun on the lips as you moved damp, dark hair off his forehead, threading your fingers through the sweaty mess.

“That is how sexy I think you still are.” you smirked.

Seung Hyun laughed weakly, intertwining his fingers together with yours and kissing your knuckles gently. “Well... good.”

“I honestly love how you look Seung Hyun. I don’t want you to go back to the way you were.” you admitted seriously.

“As long as you still love me, I won’t change.” he told you.

You laid there in silence for while... both content, still covered in sweat & sticky but neither of you were bothered. Then Seung Hyun looked at you again, his expression suddenly serious.

“I want more kids.”

A wide smile spread across your face. It was something that you'd discussed before, but he hadn't brought it up in a long time. “What... right now?”

“I want more children with you __________-ah, a whole football team of them.”

“I.... I don't think we need to go quite that far.” you giggled.

“I want Seung Min and Sung Ja to have more siblings. I want the house to be full of noise again, it’s been too quiet since they're in preschool now.” he frowned adorably.

“I've been thinking about that lately... I hate how quiet it’s become.” you agreed sadly.

“Should we have more then?” Seung Hyun asked again, a crooked grin splayed on his handsome, sweaty face.

“Yes, of course I will have more kids with you! Just...not a whole football teams worth.” you grinned as he leaned forward, gathering you up into a tight hug.

“Lets get to baby making then, wife.” he joked seductively, laying you back and trailing kisses all the way down your body until neither of you were laughing anymore.

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prettywordsyouleft · 5 years ago

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Idol Advent - Day 13

For the first twenty-five days of December we will be opening up a door on the Idol Advent tree to see who is behind it and waiting with a drabble to share!

To find out who is there for Day 13, click the keep reading!

Santa’s Knee – Seunghyun / T.O.P

“Remind me why I’m dressed like this?” you asked, pointing to the elf costume. Had you wanted to do this, you would have admitted you looked really cute. Your makeup was on point and complimented your red, gold and cream outfit. Still, you didn’t want to spend your day at Santa’s Grotto and deal with impatient parents or children who wanted a new iPhone for Christmas. You missed how Christmas was back when you were younger and had no interest in listening to the younger generation list off all their desires.

Plus, malls just gave you anxiety at the best of times!

“Because you are the bestest best friend I could ever have,” your friend Laney replied, smiling warmly at you. “You rock my outfit better than I do.”

“I’m going to make you do something you equally dislike in return!” It wasn’t as bad as you thought it would be. Sure, there were still a few who made you sigh heavily behind one Santa’s reindeers, but on a whole, you were finding it easier to smile naturally.

Perhaps it was because of Santa himself.

You didn’t know what he looked like behind the beard, but his eyes were gorgeous. And his laugh, you were certain it was better than anything in the North Pole. He was definitely the quirkiest Santa; some of the things he said to the children making you stifle your laughter beside their parents. But he was a hit with the kids and that was the main thing.

“Do elves sit on Santa’s knee and tell him what they want for Christmas too?” a little girl wondered after tugging on your skirt and you knelt beside her, smiling widely.

“No, we help Santa make all the presents for children like you.”

“But what do you get for Christmas? Don’t you want anything?”

You became thoughtful. “What do you think I should want?”

“Why don’t you sit on Santa’s knee and find out?!”

“But it’s your turn.”

“It won’t hurt any,” Santa called out and the children waiting erupted with excitement. Slowly, you approached him and sat down, your heart thumping in your chest.

“This is so foolish.”

Santa grinned. “Well, if it helps you any, you just answered my Christmas wish. I’ve been thinking of how to get you over at my side all day long.”

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bobbyseyesmile · 5 years ago

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till we meet again

It was a while ago I’ve seen him last…

Silently I sat in the cab and starred at the message my best friend had send me hours ago, thumbs hovering over the letters on the display but I couldn’t form a proper sentence.

“Y/N, he will be discharged today! We arrange a surprise party for him!”

I knew exactly who “he” was, and even if it wasn’t a question Jiyong had asked I could still feel the big ass question mark on my shoulders. Do I wanted to see him? Do I wanted to see the others? Was it a good idea to move?

Questions over questions and I couldn’t even answer one for myself. I typed a fast “OK” and a thumbs-up Emoji before I pressed the Send button. It wasn’t much, in fact it was insultingly sparse but I didn’t know what else to write.

Even though I needed the whole day for my short message I got the response within a few seconds.

“What should I tell him?”

Oh, nice. Freshly baked reproaches right out of the oven… Of course, Jiyong didn’t mean it like that, but still, I could read the obvious undertone in his message.

“I don’t know. Actually, I don’t care, it wasn’t my decision-“ I pressed the Delete button and started again “On my way. But I’ll only stay 10 minutes.”

Now I got a smiley and thumbs-up from him. The exact opposite from how I felt right now…

The cab stopped a few minutes later and I had to take a deep breath before I was brave enough to leave the warmth and safety of the car. The villa seemed to taunt me by towering into the sky while I felt like an ant. A baby ant. Hundreds of times I was here. I knew the house from the bottom to the roof like it was my own. Countless times I shared kisses and sweet nothings with my former lover. But now it was gone.

My fingertip hovered over the bell and for a short moment I thought about leaving. I mean, nobody knew I was already here, right? But before I could finish the thought in my head, the door snapped open and I starred in two brown eyes.

“Y/N! What are you doing here?” Youngbae’s voice sounded surprised but pleased at the same time.

“Hi.” I smiled slightly and ran my fingers through my hair. “Jiyong messaged me.”

“I see. Well, it’s nice to see and have you here! The others will be glad too, to finally meet you again- I just forgot something in my car, be right back.” And with that he was gone and I stood alone in the entrance hall.

Loud music and laughter approached me when I reached the living room and passed through it, but I couldn’t find my best friend just hundreds of strangers who enjoyed expensive wine and cigars.

I sighed and wished to be in my small apartment, snuggled into a thick blanket on my sofa, eating ice cream and watching some K-Drama till I was a crying mess again. Instead I stood there in Louboutin’s and tight pants in a house what barely belonged to my safe places anymore. What was I doing here?

Meanwhile annoyed I grabbed my phone and texted Jiyong that I was here but I couldn’t find him.

“Roof terrace” was all I got back two minutes later and so I decided to take the lift considering my choice of shoes. On the top floor I was greeted by less few people, probably because it was Jiyong’s private VIP section for other celebrities or just woman he wanted to nail.

“Jiyong?” I called his name and a few girls in too small bikinis turned their heads in my direction and then started to whisper when I passed them. I ignored them, already knowing what they were saying.

“Is that her?” another, not so discreet, voice asked and I turned around, suddenly full of confidence.

“She is. And she wants to know where Jiyong is.”

“I’m here ma petite.”

I smiled because of the nick name and turned around to face Jiyong who looked like always: A big ass smile on his lips trying to hide the tires and exhausted expression on his beautiful face. I bet he hadn’t slept in days again…

“Hey” I said and responded his bear hug while his face was buried in my neck and hair- as always.

“I’m so glad that you came, you know, when you didn’t read my text for hours I was sure you wouldn’t respond to it and just ignore me.”

“Well, that was the plan at first” I admitted and coughed slightly while he bursted out laughing “But then I thought that it would be a bit rude and now I’m here. But not for long.”

He snorted and nodded towards the bar “Do you want to see him?”

My brain immediately screamed NO WAY! but my heart started to ache in a painfully delicious way.

“Sure” I answered, “That’s why I’m here.”

Seunghyun looked like always- and that was what caught me off guards. In my day dreams he was fat and full of pimples, which was completely excessive, he came from his military service, but it made things easier for me if I imagined him this way.

But now that I saw him for the first time in 18 months, it felt like a huge slap in the face. He was big and even more muscular now, although he slimmed down a bit, but not much. His pitch-black hair was perfectly styled and the dark suit fitted him like it was made to be on his body. I starred at the Rolex on his wrist which I gave him many moons ago and my heart began to throb- he still had it?

He was a gentleman with his whole being. He was Choi Seunghyun.

However, I felt like I never lost those 20 pounds and that my stylish long bob haircut was replaced by my old and boring hairdo. I could even feel the braces on my teeth again although I didn’t have them since high school. Dammit. I quickly turned around and nearly ran towards the lift to bolt off really fast. It was a mistake to come here…

“Y/N.”

I closed my eyes and muttered a quiet “Fuck” before I turned around to face my biggest weakness. It was only one word he spoke, but the deep voice cut deep inside me and I started to tremble.

“Seunghyun.” I spoke and wished I had the same dominance in my voice like he did. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case, so I just put a hand on my hip and hoped to compensate my nervousness with this small gesture.

His look wandered from my shoes over my body and to my eyes where he finally stopped and gave me a smirk.

“You look ravishing.”

I gulped. Only Choi Seunghyun could break your heart in one minute and in the other one he would give you an honest compliment.

“Thank you.” I said and followed his look, but kept the compliments for myself. He noticed it because his smile widened, a small nod and a delightful slug of his wine. Everything he did looked so easy and smooth.

I grabbed a glass for myself when a waiter repassed us and for the first time in eternity I received an astonished look from the handsome man in front of me.

“You don’t drink.” A statement, not a question and it annoyed me to the guts. Instead of an answer I just gulped it down at once and gave it back to the startled waiter from who I grabbed another glass.

“Wrong, Seunghyun. The old me didn’t drink, the new me doesn’t care what you think.”

Ouch. I regretted the words the moment they left my mouth. He smiled ruefully.

“I want to apologize.” He whispered, “I sure didn’t want to offend you in any way.”

“No… only merely breaking my heart and then leaving for your national duty.”

I just noticed the silence and the looks when it was already too late. I really said it. Everyone starred at us, I could even see Jiyong’s expression although he was on the other side of the terrace.

“Y/N, I-“ Seunghyun started but I cut him off and pushed my wine glass in his hand.

“Forget it. It was a mistake to show up.”

I made my way through the overcrowded house and ran outside to finally breathe again. The air was cool and oddly comfortable, so I decided to walk to the next bus stop, only then I would call a cab. After a few minutes I already felt better and even the watering of my eyes stopped. Stupid, stupid me… I scolded myself. Why did you drink? You have a low tolerance for alcohol, why would you even drink it in one go then?

“Can I give you a ride home?”

I flinched at the sudden voice and the car next to me. I completely forgot that Seunghyun drove a silent electro car.

“No, thanks.”

“You know, if necessary I escort you like this, me driving next to you till you’re home.”

“Dammit Seunghyun!” I suddenly yelled, “Why does it always have to be your way? I’m an adult and I can handle myself!”

My arms gestured wildly while the car slowly rolled by my side.

“I can make my own decision, thank you very much. Also, I know exactly what’s good for me and surprise, surpsise, it’s not you!”

“You will ruin your Louboutin’s.”

I sighed, took my shoes off and continued walking. I could hear him quietly laughing before he stopped the car and suddenly stood in front of me.

“Y/N, to be very honest I would really like to order you to get in the car right now, but you’re not the only one who changed in the last months… So, I ask you to get in so I can bring you home safely.”

We remained silent for a few moments before I gave him a small nod. Fine. It was just a 20 minute drive anyway. We didn’t talk the whole ride, there was only some quiet classic music coming from the radio. Probably Beethoven.

“Thank you.” I said when he stopped in front of my old building. To be honest, I moved out of it weeks after he went to the military, but in fact, I didn’t tell him. I don’t know why but I just didn’t want him to know where I lived now- it was my safe place. I would just call a cab from here.

“It was really nice seeing you again.” He muttered and his cologne hit my nose. I didn’t dare to look but I bet he came closer, probably to open the door for me. I nearly jumped out of it- suddenly it got too small in there.

I watched him drive away and waited a few minutes before I dialed the number for the taxi company. He’s gone, Y/N. Finally.

It felt good to came home- even the buzzing from the elevator in my apartment building felt familiar and trusting. This was my home, my comfort zone where I felt safe. I opened the door and undressed myself, letting the clothes hit the ground. When I turned to the bathroom something felt different… but I couldn’t figure out what it was. Did I lock the door?

A soft purr jogged my memory: Snowball didn’t welcome me home at the door. This was odd, he always did it. But now I could hear him purr and it came from the living room. Did a cat purr when it was all by himself?

Before I rethought it, I grabbed the nearest vase and tiptoed along the corridor. There’s someone in my apartment, I thought when I figured a dark silhouette sitting on the sofa. I shivered when I reached for the light switch, not even realizing that I was almost naked and trying to fight a possible intruder. Maybe he would blush to death.

The light blinded me for only one second before I screamed and the vase crashed on the floor beneath me. Seunghyun on the other hand just sat there while he calmly caressed the belly of my cat. Traitor.

“WHAT THE-“ I screamed, “SEUNGHYUN?!”

“Y/N, calm down, it’s just me.” He reassured me, but oh boy, it didn’t help at all. “You could have told me your new address.”

“You…you…” I started but my mind couldn’t come up with a good insult “You didn’t ask.”

“I wanted to know if you would tell me by yourself.”

“How do you even know this address and how the fuck did you get in here?!”

“Well… to answer your first question, you posted a pic on your Instagram showing your new view, so I figured you moved. Nice neighborhood by the way, very clean and quiet.” He nodded like he would talk to himself “A friend of mine lived in this area a while back, so I know it well. And also, it wasn’t that hard to ask for your name at the front desk.”

His words left me completely bewildered, unable to say something in return.

“And to the second question, you still hide your keys under the artificial plants at your door.”

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dingdonghun · 6 years ago

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Sugar Coated~

Characters: Seunghyun, y/n

Genre: Fluff

word count: 11,098 characters

I haven’t written in a while but here I am lmao dflkihjgfdlhg. I have had an urge to write again but I couldn’t think of a concept. Then I got in the shower and was like... *shrug* Fake it until you make it!

Summary: Your friends managed to drag you out of your introvert cave and to the amusement park, a place you admittedly were terrified of, those rides are dangerous, you know! Incredibly unsafe! Though when you got there, you ran into your old childhood friend, Seunghyun. Quite literally. It had been years since you’d seem him, and he has definitely changed.

“Y/n, I don’t understand why you came along with us if you aren’t going to get on any of the rides!”

One of your best friends, Ellie, furrowed her brows at you in judgement. Being nagged by Ellie was normal, honestly. You’d think she was your mother. The only reason you agreed to come along was because she was always begging you to take part in the friend group activities, and your introversion always kept you at home. Eventually the guilt built up and you told yourself that the next time your friends ask, no matter what it is, you would go.

If you had known that the next time they would ask would involve an amusement park, you would have never made that promise in the first place.

“Ellie, please... I have gotten on a couple! You make it sound like I’ve done nothing!”

“You basically haven’t!” Your best friend huffed. “I know you are afraid of rides but you have to get over that fear at some point, don’t you? We won’t let anything happen to you.”

With a sigh and a roll of the eyes, you looked over to your best friend, unable to hold back the slight glare.

Ellie had long jet black hair that she usually wore in a thick braid, easily bringing out her bright blue eyes and freckles, which she hated. Though nobody understood why. She was the most beautiful girl you’d ever seen, but she was so modest about it. Right now, however, those blue eyes were squinted at you, as if daring you to argue with her on the subject.

“I don’t see why--”

Before you could finish that sentence, your entire body slammed into the back of a tall figure, earning a quiet snort of a laugh from your friends.

“You should watch where you’re going, y/n” Ellie teased, earning a sharp glare in her direction before you quickly faced the poor soul who you’d bashed your entire body into.

“I am so, so sorry! Are you okay??”

As your eyes traveled up, you saw a tall man wearing what appears to be a trilby, which somehow he pulls off shockingly well. The hat hid his hair for the most part but from what you could see, it was a dark brown. He had an intimidating presence, and you immediately regretted bumping into him.

That thought was quickly pushed aside as soon as a look of concern flashed over his face and he reached out to you as if to steady you, but second thought it and pulled his arm back. This happened multiple times.

What an awkward guy. You held back a chuckle at the mess of a man in front of you.

“No, I am sorry! I wasn’t paying attention. I should have been paying attention. Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

You raised a brow at the man in disbelief. “I’m... I’m the one who ran into you, what are you saying?” A chuckle slipped out before you could stop it, earning a laugh from your friends in response, whom you had already forgotten were there.

“I am sorry again, I should have been watching where I was walking.”

You paused for a moment, narrowing your eyes a slight bit at the man. He looked... vaguely familiar.

Just as you began to examine him, he appeared to be doing the same in return.

He must have had a better memory, because his eyes immediately widened.

“Y/n??”

You froze. You recognized your name being said in that tone. It took you a few moments, but it finally clicked.

“... Seunghyun?! Choi Seunghyun??”

The biggest dumbest smile spread across your childhood best friend’s lips, his deep dimples as prominent as ever. If you could say anything about Seunghyun in that moment, it would be that time had definitely treated him like fine wine.

Seunghyun’s long arms wrapped around you, pulling you against his chest in a tight hug so fast that you barely had time to react. He had always been like this, but it had been so long since you had seen him last that it definitely caught you off guard.

... Why is my heart racing? You tossed the thought aside as quickly as it came and hugged him just as tightly in return.

“Y/n, it has been so long since you moved away. Why didn’t you keep in touch?!”

Ellie butted in once more, reminding you that you had forgotten they were there for a second time.

“Y/n, aren’t you going to introduce us to your tall friend?” She smiled up at Seunghyun, who gave an awkward half-smile in response.

“Oh, of course! Ellie, guys, this is Seunghyun! We used to be neighbors when we were kids. I moved away freshman year of highschool and we lost touch.”

He gave a couple of nervous polite bows, earning laughs from your friends.

“Well, Choi Seunghyun, are you here alone? Do you want to hang out with us?” Ellie placed her hand on her hip. “We can’t seem to get y/n to get on any rides. perhaps you would have better luck.”

You let out a loud groan and rolled your eyes once more. “Ellie, please, those are so dangerous!”

“I bet you I can ride more rides than you can.”

You narrowed your eyes at Seunghyun. He used to do this a lot when you didn’t want to do something. He would make it into a challenge, which you found very hard to refuse. You couldn’t let him win, after all.

“That isn’t going to work on me this time, hyun.”

“How about you win, I will win any stuffed animal in the whole park for you?”

you immediately scoffed at him. “You think you have that much skill? These games are rigged you know.”

“Try me.”

“...” You sighed, aware that you couldn’t say no to your childhood friend.

“Alright, fine.”

Seunghyun threw his hands up to celebrate his small victory, which only fueled your determination more.

“Alright, you’re on. I WILL win this!”

“We’ll see, shrimp.”

The next two or so hours were full of you forcing yourself to get on rides with your friends and Seunghyun, who always made sure he was sitting next to you, friendly competition, and the reassuring gentle hand squeezes he gave you when he noticed your fear getting the better of you. Though there was a competition going on, he made sure to gently rest his hand on top of yours, on your shoulder and your knee throughout the entire time. He had never acted like this when you knew him back then. It was slightly confusing.

Though you weren’t quite aware of what was going on, Ellie was. She noticed every little touch Seunghyun made, every little glance in your direction when you were looking the other way, the soft smile on his lips every time you squeezed his hand in fear as the rides dropped. She knew you were oblivious, but she didn’t know you could be this oblivious.

“Hey, y/n, Seunghyun, the rest of us are going to go to the restroom real quick. We will come find you later!”

Before you could respond, your friends ran off and left you alone with him.

“... That was awfully fishy.” You muttered as you turned to face him.

He was unexpectedly close to you, looking down into your eyes, a curious glint in his.

His words came out rushed and messy as he took your hand in his.

“Y/n, I need to say this now or I will lose the courage. So please just listen until the end okay? Don’t say anything yet”

You raised your eyebrows in surprise, only nodding in response as you waited for him to continue.

The hand that wasn’t busy holding tightly onto yours reached up and gently brushed your bangs away from your eyes. He was staring deeply into them now, and for some reason your body felt quite hot, despite the cool weather. You broke eye contact to examine your old best friend.

His big dark eyes are actually quite beautiful, you thought absently. Was his jawline always this sharp?... No. He was on the heavier side back then. You had no idea he had such sharp features. His dimples that you used to find cute, now seemed deeply attractive to you.

“Y/n?”

You snapped out of your trance, looking up at a worried Seunghyun.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you, what did you say?”

He gave you an exasperated look, but it seemed a little relieved as well.

“I said, I like you. I like you a lot. I’ve always liked you, but I never did anything about it back then. I don’t want to let you slip away again without letting you know...”

You froze.

Here he was, after years of no contact, years of not being in each others lives, and he was confessing to you as if his feelings had never faded in the slightest.

He was staring at you with worry, waiting for a response, but you were still in your own little world. Seunghyun had always been protective of you, gentle and playful at the same time. He always rushed to your aid at the smallest things, like scraping your knee or tripping on the steps. You had always thought that was just something he did for everyone, but now that you were looking at him, it suddenly made so much sense. How could you be so clueless?

“Y/N!”

You laughed, snapping out of your thoughts once again at the oh-so-impatient man in front of you.

“I heard you this time, I promise!”

He let out another sigh of relief, thankful that you weren’t disgusted by his confession.

“Well... What do you think?” He asked awkwardly, not sure how to farther the conversation.

“I think...” you paused, a small smile forming.

Seunghyun stared at you , clearly nervous.

“... I think, you owe me the biggest stuffed animal in the park.”

“...What?”

“I won. You didn’t go on the twister, remember? You had to go to the restroom. I won. You owe me!”

His brows furrowed in preparation to argue that it doesn’t count, but you quickly cut him off, leaning up and pressing your lips softly to his.

His eyes widened for just a moment, it was the last thing he expected you to do, after all. Soon he shut them, though, and wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you against his chest. His free hand gently tilted your chin up as he deepened the kiss, all of the passion he had been holding in for all of these years, made quite clear.

After a moment, the two of you pulled away. Seunghyun was the first to speak.

“Though you cheated and got on a ride while I was gone, I yield. I will win you any stuffed animal you want. We call it even, as long as you don’t leave me again.”

A gentle laugh left your lips before you pinched his cheeks between your fingers.

“You couldn’t get rid of me if you tried.”

“Hey, lovebirds! Mind keeping the PDA to a minimum?”

You looked over to see Ellie and the others heading back to you, holding chili cheese fries for the both of you.

“I didn’t know what you’d like, Seunghyun, so I got you what y/n likes, I hope that’s okay!”

An embarrassed smile spread across his lips as the two of you separated from each other’s arms. “Sure, I love those, but you didn’t have to do that!”

“Well, seeing as we will be seeing a lot more of you from now on, we figured we’d welcome you into our friend circle with a greasy gift of friendship.”

You let out a sigh, but couldn’t hide the smile that followed, and took the fries from your friend for the both of you.

“Thank you for always being so meddlesome, Ellie. It is oh so appreciated.” Your voice was laced with sarcasm, but you knew she wouldn’t acknowledge it.

“Alright, let’s go watch big guy over here show off his famed amusement park game skills!”

Seunghyun jokingly puffed up his chest, dawning a serious expression. “I have been unbeatable so far, I am the king of these parts!”

All of you laughed at his ridiculous silly act, he was unphased though and grabbed your hand, lacing his fingers with yours before all of you started towards the balloon darts.

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khhunniewriting · 6 years ago

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May I Come In?

Halloween Special

[ Mature Content ]

Vampire Seunghyun... that is all.

There is one simple reason why vampires are always, without fail, handsome.

"May I come in?"

A warmth spread across your body as your heart accelerated. The warmth of your blood rushing throughout your body was externally visible as a blush upon your cheeks. All this was involuntarily caused by the appearance of a handsome stranger. "Yes," you stepped aside never losing eye contact with him.

Seunghyun smirked giving a glimpse of his pearly white teeth. He was thankful to have come across such a trusting person as yourself. He had been waiting for hours to find the perfect subject.

When you closed the door you broke eye contact and lost the initial charm. You turned to face him, questioning your decisions. “Oh my god, what am I doing?” you muttered to yourself pushing back the locks of hair that feel forward, framing your face. This wasn’t like you. You didn’t just invite random men into your home even if they were handsome. Suddenly your mind was going blank. The last thing you remembered was seeing Seunghyun at the wine bar. Did you really drink so much you got the confidence to talk to him? “I’ve never done this before.”

He could hear you, of course, thanks to his enhanced hearing. In this day and age, it was difficult to find an adult who had yet to partake in any sexual relations. “I know,” he chuckled amused by the fact that he had managed to find himself a virgin. Seunghyun offered his hand for you to take.

The reason vampires were always so handsome was simple...they rely on their looks to capture their prey.

His deep alluring voice mesmerized you. It was a treat for your ears as his smile was for your eyes. It possessed you into placing your unsteady hand into his. The warmth of your hand contrasted the coolness of his.

Seunghyun brought your quivering hand to his lips and graced your knuckles with the softest of kisses. “Don’t worry Y/N, nothing will happen unless you want it to.”

“That’s what worries me.” Already you had gone against your better judgment and given in to him. Your eyes locked onto his once again. “Every time my mind screams no my body-”

“Says yes?”

“I was going to say, reacts on its own.”

“What’s the difference?” he asked, head tilting to the side in question. For hundreds of years, he had used the same lines of countless women. Not one was able to summon the willpower strong enough to reject him.

You were no different.

He led you to the comfort of your soft velvet couch where he sat first. The loss of his touch left you yearning to reconnect. Seunghyun watched your still form as you contemplated whether you should sit beside him. He made the choice for you. “Sit,” his eyes shifted from you to the empty spot beside him.

You sat down feeling like a complete stranger in your own home.

Contrary to your belief Seunghyun didn’t wrap his arm around you or even lean in to make a move on you. He sat back and watched you squirm under his gaze. You didn’t dare look back at him. “Why do you fight your urges?”

“What urges?!” you asked defensively.

Seunghyun leaned in, the closer he got the farther you leaned back. It wasn’t until you had fallen back onto the couch cushions that he stopped. His lips ghosted against yours as he spoke, “Your life is too short for regrets.”

Your breath hitched.

Turning to the side to avoid being so close allowed Seunghyun a perfect view of your neck. Now it was he who was fighting his urges. The blank canvas looked so inviting, he wanted to paint it red but, like he had said, he would only indulge in a willing partner. It was the only way to get the sweetest result. “Do you want me?”

In a matter of seconds, you nodded.

“Good-” Seunghyun’s lips immediately latched onto your neck where he began kissing the soft tender skin to his heart’s content. The sound of your erratic heartbeat mixed with the soft breathless moans that he evoked from the stimulation. “Because I want you.”

It all happened so fast.

It was unclear to you how you had gotten to the bedroom. Your arms and legs had wrapped themselves around Seunghyun but you didn’t even know he had taken you to your bedroom. All of your focus was on his lips and yours moving in perfect sync.

Seunghyun sat you on the edge of the bed and kneeled in front of you.

This was the first time you got to look down at him. He was perfect. From his chiseled jaw to the luscious black mane of hair...it was the face of a god! “You are inhumanly handsome.”

He hid his face in your lap, chuckling at your all too honest remark. “Thanks, but you are the fairer creature in this room.” His hands snaked up your thighs and around your waist, his fingers tugging on the hem of your shirt. The coldness of his fingertips made you shiver. “Take it off or I’ll rip it off,” he growled right into your ear.

You did as he said and discarded the shirt along with the rest of your clothes until you were laid bare in front of him. It was very uncomfortable, in a good way. It felt like you were being teased. He obviously had the upper hand as he remained fully clothed.

Even if you didn’t say anything your eyes kept wandering to that first button on his shirt and his belt, Seunghyun knew what you wanted. “What do you want me to do Y/N?”

The way your name sounded coming from his lips had you wanting to hear it more. Suddenly your mind was full of indecent thoughts of him calling out your name while coming undone. “I-” you licked your lips. Your mouth had become dry from all the kissing. “Take off your shirt.”

Without hesitation, he worked on the buttons of his shirt. The first three while facing you, the rest he did with his back to you. He smirked knowing you had bitten your lip to keep from protesting his actions.

Your eyes widened as the toned muscles of his back were revealed to you. A part of you wished you would have never asked him to take it off. Now the little restraint you had was gone. You were completely in need of him.

Seunghyun raked his fingers through his hair a couple of times to rid it of the stiff gelled look. Now his hair had movement and wisped about giving him an edgier, darker look. this was the real him. The vampire Seunghyun who had all the time in the world to enjoy the pleasures that presented themselves in front of him. He looked back at you ready to give you what you wanted most... at a price.

You laid back with Seunghyun hovering above you. His hand smoothed the side of your face before resting on your neck. He could feel your pulse, his fingers traced your jugular vein coursing with the life-preserving liquid he so desired.

Once again his lips kissed your neck giving a light, playful bite.

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The dead of the night was interrupted by your moans. Just as you were feeling the most indescribable pleasure in your life Seunghyun seized his movements and pushed your hair back over your shoulder. You sat on top of him, chest to chest, looking like a complete goddess. “Do you want more?” His eyes began to darken as the bloodlust reached its climax.

“Yes,” you whined wishing for him to continue.

A crooked smirk revealed the sharp edges of his fangs, "I knew you would, princess."

-end-

A/N: I know what you’re thinking. “Why are you writing something else when you have all those unfinished requests and series!”

Sorry but my mind wandered after @lady-une started calling today her Seunghyun day ^^

#kpop scenarios #seunghyun scenarios #big bang scenarios #t.o.p scenarios #choi seunghyun scenarios #top scenarios #choi seunghyun #t.o.p #big bang #kpop #kpop imagines #kpop fanfiction

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randomdancingscenarios · 7 years ago

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The Get Together

Smut

T.O.P Y/N Seungri

“ Y/N can you please put some clothes on before the guest arrive?” You stared your brother down. “ The last time I checked wearing shorts and a crop top were considered clothes.”

You retorted.

“ You know what I mean Y/N!” He begins to walk away but quickly turns to face you.

“And make yourself seen and not heard! I don’t want you annoying the guest!”

“Gasp! I would never.” You say sarcastically as you walk in your room to change.

You thought it would be funny to wear a unicorn onesie around the house all day just to piss your brother off. 15 minutes into wearing it and well before the guest arrived you start complaining and whining because “ The damn thing was hot and the zipper was broken.” Eventually you went back into your room to take it off, He figured you were changing.

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The guest started to arrive, CL and G-Dragon were first to arrive, then the guys from Winner and the rest of Big Bang.

“ Hey Seungri where’s Y/N?” Seung Hyun asked. “ She’s around here somewhere... why?” To be honest he totally forgot about you. “ No reason, I just haven’t seen her around is all.” “ Shes probably inside somewhere. I don’t know do I look like her mother?” Hyung let out a chuckle. “ Nah man, I’m gonna hit the bathroom.” Hyung turned started to head towards the kitchen door. “ Alright, bring out some more ice when your done, and wash your hands!” Seungri yelled.

Hyung headed towards your room looking around to make sure Seungri wasn’t watching.

He finds you face down and fast asleep, the top half of your onesie was pulled down past your breast but the rest was still on. He might’ve assumed you died in the middle of changing if he didn’t know you took naps on your stomach. But still, he checked to make sure you were still breathing which woke you up. “ Are you okay Y/N?”

“ I’m really hot!” “ Is there anything I could help you with...?” “ This damn thing.” You say gesturing to the onesie. “Is it stuck?” He asked a little amused. “ That and I’m just lazy.” It was pretty damn stuck. But eventually you both managed to take it off. To his surprise you were only wearing the onesie. “ Oppa can you rub lotion on my back please?” You try to sound super cute. “ I’m super hot and I need it to cool down.”

He couldn’t say no to you especially when you called him oppa. So he went along with it. He went a little rough on your shoulders and back just to mess with you, but you didn’t seem to mind. He did this for a little while and he thought you had fallen asleep again, so he got up to leave but you stopped him “ LEGS.” He turned back around and sat down to rub your them. He moved the onesie that s draped over your legs and noticed you weren’t wearing any panties underneath. He teased you a little about it. “ It was too hot under that thing to wear any.” You say sticking out your tongue. He let out a little chuckle.

Anyways he got to work rubbing your legs and eventually he was around your lower thigh area. “ Higher.” You insisted. He went higher. Eventually there was no place “higher” apart from your ass. “Fuxk it” he thought and started massaging it, lightly and first. “ For real?” He started noticing two things, one, you were making a spot on the bed and two, you had a buttplug in. “ I cant believe you still piss in the bed Y/N.” He joked. You looked over your shoulder “ I’m turned on you ass!” “ I know that Y/N, its just kinda weird, you’re my best friends little sister.” “ You’re good at this Hyung, it’s unavoidable”. “And this thing has nothing to do with it?”. He tapped on the plug. “Oh, haha oops, i forgot”. “How do you forget you have something up your ass Y/N?”. “Its literally been in all day, I’m used to it”. “Okay, why were you wearing it to begin with?” “I don’t know I just felt like it”. “What the hell Y/N”. “Well, take it out if it bothers you so much Hyung”. “Okay, maybe I will”. He said not really thinking.

But suddenly you got up on your knees, sticking your ass towards him and pulled your ass cheeks open. He figured it was too late to back down now, so he put his hand on the plug and tried to figure what was the best way to gab it, it was pretty much flat against the rest of you ass so it took some digging. He started tugging on it. “Can you relax or something”. You exhaled slowly, and it just popped out. He held it as he watched your gaping hole close back up. “Put it down on something clean”. He put it on the nightstand. When h turned back to you you were laying down again. “Finish the job, I’m still hot”. He got back to work on your ass. You rolled over. The sudden and unexpected sight of your breast and wet vagina did things to him. “Do my hips and pelvic area next”. He couldn’t say no at this point, so he tried to massage around your hips and the small area between your stomach and vagina. “You don’t have to avoid my vaj Hyun, its not gonna kill you”.

“Fuxk it”. He thought again and just started rubbing your labia like it was everything else he previously massaged. He kinda subconsciously turned away. “Not so rough Hyung! Look at what you’re doing!”. So he turned back around and slowed down. “So Y/N, what am i doing exactly?” “I don’t know, you wanted to touch it”. “No, you wanted me to touch it”. “I didn’t ask you too Hyun”. “So... should I stop?”. “Do you want too?”. You asked as your heart pounded in your chest. “Don’t be like that Y/N”. You bite your lip. “Fine, keep rubbing”. He let go and let his hands explore your bits. You were redder than he has ever seen you. Which got him excited. He found himself digging in a little bit and trying to find your clit. As soon as he touched it you jumped. “Sorry, should I not do that?”. He sounded really concerned. “It’s fine, do it”. After saying that you grabbed one of the pillows and held it to your chest. He went back to finding your clit and as soon as he touched it you lost your composure in a way he has never seen. You were squirming and shaking trying to stifle your moans and your weird sounds.

“Okay, keep doing that until i tell you to stop”. You said before hiding your face in the pillow. He basically just rubbed and poked your clit while you squeaked and squirmed. God knows how much time had passed until you let out a sound you couldn’t stifle, your flesh stared pulsing around his fingers, and you suddenly became wetter. He figured that was the time to back down but he kept feeling the outside of your vagina. “That was amazing”. You said as you came down from your orgasm. “I should probably get back to the party before Seungri starts to wonder where I am”. He said getting up. You pulled him onto you and kissed his lips. “You’re right, we wouldn’t want him to find us like this”.

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I’m on mobile so please forgive me.

Let me know what you think!!

Also i know I’ve been away but I’m back! I hope you like this one!!!

#kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #t.o.p fic #t.o.p imagine #t.o.p scenarios #t.o.p. fanfiction #smut scenarios #choi seunghyun #seungri #big bang scenarios #big bang fanfiction #monsta x scenarios #seventeen scenarios #exo scenarios #boyfriend t.o.p

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cosmic-kinglet · 6 months ago

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T.O.P. incorrect quote (I guess?)

Scenario: Earth is curious about what being brought into trance feels like, so Eclipse is guiding her through an induction.

Eclipse, using visualization: There's a fire in the hearth...a glass of wine, or a cup of tea on the table...rose petals by the side of the board...the smell of rich mahogany filling the air...

Titan, just passing by the room: I'm gonna lay face down on the radiator.

Eclipse and Earth: *brief hesitation before both cracking up*

#cosmic rambles #sams obedience protocol #the original thing is from a game grumps video but putting it in this context is just really funny to me #i've thought about making a silly animatic of this but i'm putting the idea here just in case i don't #for extra context of this scenario titan had no idea what was happening as he walked past. he'd just had a rough day

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seoulforthesoul · 7 years ago

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my favorite thing ever was when i showed my eight year old cousin a picture of t.o.p and he said “what an ugly woman” and i went “that’s a man” and he was like “tHATS A MAN?????” in a horrified voice. idk what about that photo gave him the impression t.o.p was a woman but it was hilarious

#bigbang #Bigbang Smut #bigbang scenarios #bigbang imagines #t.o.p scenarios #t.o.p smut #choi seunghyun #seunghyun #seunghyun smut #seunghyun imagines #seunghyun scenarios

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charmingxsmiles · 7 years ago

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feel again: ten

feel again

It was becoming harder and harder to live with Rhian. I didn’t hate having her here, in fact, I was glad she was here, problem was, I was getting used to having her here. And my feelings? The one that I thought I buried, were back full force and I didn’t even know where to place myself. There were only 2 days left before we embarked on our tour for our China leg.

Thankfully, we didn’t have any work lined up in China except for our concerts. I’ve missed doing assignments, but it was a nice break.

This type of thing could take a toll on you.

To enjoy my last few days off, Rhian and I decided to cook dinner and just have a day off from the world. Just the two of us, cooking together and drinking. Seung Ri tried to invite himself, but he should know how much I value my alone time with her. I’ve been selfish with Rhian, but could anyone blame me?

After her confession yesterday, I understood her better. The way she was, it wasn’t due to the fact of all the people she had killed, it was cause of her child. She lost something so dear to her and instead of having the person you love by your side to support you; Victor abandoned her.

I already hated the guy, but after what I heard, I would pull the trigger with no hesitation. No one hurts Rhian, not if I can help it.

His mother had a bullet with her name on it too.

I may act with my emotions, but that’s due to the fact that instead of weakening me, it is my drive, my motivation. Emotions played such a big part in our music and in some strange ways, it played such a big part in our missions as well.

Amelia seemed to have this crazy idea that emotions made you weak, but it made you stronger. Your emotional connection to people kept you sane, kept you from going to the deep end. We all heard about Amelia’s story, how she killed with no qualms and how she became the top agent in Maquina. I would never want that on anyone, especially Rhian. It seemed that Rhian was almost there, but she was reeled back in.

Whoever did it, bless their fucking soul.

Currently, Rhian was in the kitchen cooking and I was out on the patio, taking a cigarette break. She hated the fact I smoked, she always had, but she never tried to bug me about it. I looked back at her and I noticed she’s been on her phone much more often than before. I never tried to pry on her privacy, but I just found it weird.

She wasn’t acting different, but whenever she was on her phone, I could tell it was a serious matter because her face was just void of emotions. She would call Juno, walk out of the room, and then come back like nothing happened.

I tried not to question her, I know she would tell me when she wanted to.

But that didn’t mean I wasn’t dying to know what the hell was going on.

I joined her in the kitchen, sitting by the counter and watching her as she concentrated on the task before her. Rhian was a good cook, but she was boasting how she got better. I challenged her to prove it and here we were now. With me watching her cook and I relaxed.

Watching the scene before me, it pinched my heart since this was what I always wanted with Rhian. It was what I dreamed. That we would be together, with her living with me, her waiting for me to come home or whatnot since if she was a teacher, she would be home way before me, and we would just spend our time together.

I love Rhian so much and as much as I would like to say the ship has sailed, it hasn’t.

She thought of herself as a monster, but she wasn’t, I saw her as someone who went through hell and back, now she was trying to recover. No matter what she thought, she was still the same person, more mature, more experienced, but the same person.

“You never liked to cook,” I said to her as she concentrated on cutting the fish in front of her.

“I lived alone during college, you either learn or rely on fast food.” She smirked. “I relied on fast food, but whenever we did a physical activity in the academy, I would become out of breath too quickly. I began to eat better and work out as well.”

“Michael didn’t stay with you?” This was a good way to truly find out what happened between the two.

“He was always away with Amelia, he was a crucial part of her team so he was gone often.” Rhian cut up the fish so smoothly that she was either professional with knives or really liked sashimi.

“You two seem to be off course.”

She placed the knife down then, wiping her hands with the towel beside the cutting board. Shrugging her shoulders she spoke, “I think you’re reading too much into it.”

“You think I am or you just don’t want to talk about it? Come on Rhian, I want to know about you. I’ve told you so much about me, it makes me feel like a terrible friend to not know what’s going on with you.”

She sighed, sitting beside me. “My brother and I are not as close as before. Victor drove a wedge between us due to my brother’s disapproval of him.”

“No one is ever good enough for you in your brother’s eyes.” I should know, Michael never thought I was good enough for Rhian. At first, he was okay with me, but I think he noticed the shift of my feelings towards Rhian. That’s when he became less approving of me. He didn’t want us to be alone, but their aunt was always able to talk him down.

“I know, but this was after the whole miscarriage.” Rhian was tapping her fingers on the counter, a habit she did when she was talking about something that made her nervous, something that she was unsure of how to approach. “When Victor changed, he didn’t exactly hold back in front of my brother. If anything, he became distant with my brother as well. He became reckless and was causing problems. My brother wanted me to take care of him since he knew too much, and I couldn’t do it.”

“Michael would tell me how I was able to kill all these other people yet, I couldn’t kill a threat like Victor.” Rhian continued. “I understood his concerns, but I always believed that he wouldn’t be idiotic enough to actually and try to cross Maquina.”

“How was Victor a threat?”

“He knew of Maquina and the Leon’s connection. More than once, he had threatened that he may slip and reveal things to our enemies, to the Leon’s enemies. He knew too much about Maquina too, cause of me.” Rhian halted the tapping of her fingers and now intertwined her fingers in a prayer like formation. “Victor was so harmless before I came into his life.”

“You can’t possibly think that, he was a part of a crime organization.” She was an idiot for even suggesting that. If you’re a part of a crime organization, it’s basically in your DNA,you weren’t harmless. Maybe less threatening than others, but he was not harmless.

“He was never truly one of us till you came along.” She recited that sentence as if it was a mantra.

“What?”

“It’s what Raymond Leon told me once,” Rhian said with a bitter smile. “I made Victor criminal organization material.” She chuckled then. “He was terrible, like one of those disposable goons in a movie. But with my influence, I made him a crime lord.”

“After you miscarried, his behavior amplified?”

“Yes, he was beginning to make too much noise and the government did not like it.”

“What did you do since you didn’t choose to kill him?”

“I tried to talk him down,” Rhian stood up again and I knew this method. She was going to try and distract herself so she didn’t have to talk about this anymore. And for once, I’ll let her run. This was supposed to be a good night. I shouldn’t have pushed.

“Baby, I’m sorry,”

“It’s okay,” she gave me a smile. “Michael told me I should talk to you about this, I’ve never exactly tried to talk to anyone about those terrible years after the miscarriage.”

“Is that when you’re kill rate increased?”

She simply nodded her head, opening the over to check on the chicken she was baking. “It becomes easy.” Closing the over door once more, she placed the sashimi onto a plate.

“What does?”

“Killing people.”

“I know,” I always thought killing people would be difficult and it was, in the beginning. But the more lives I took, the easier it became. It was second nature at this point. I didn’t revel with my actions, but I knew it was a necessary evil.

She looked at me once again as she slid over the plate over to me. One of the most captivating things about Rhian was her eyes. Once she made eye contact with you, she held it and it was so hard to look away from her. Her hazel green eyes were so different for me. It wasn’t the best thing about her, but it definitely got my attention the first time we met. Ever since then, she had me hooked and I honestly don’t know how I could ever part from her.

Not that I wanted too, but it didn’t seem feasible. These past few years, my feelings became dormant, they were there, but it did not make too much noise. Now, it was screaming and I know it won’t stop. I was a fool to think they’ve gone away.

The way I felt about her, it’s not one of those things that you could just brush aside and forget in a few years. They always say the person you love would always have a part of you. She always had a part of me and I don’t want it back, if anything, I want to have a piece of her.

It was a weird dynamic. There were times that I felt that maybe we had a chance and there were other times that I wanted to slap myself for even thinking that something could happen between us.

“Are you dating Simon-sshi?” My question obviously threw her off since she dropped the spoon that she was using to taste the Galbitang.

“What?” She let out once she regained her composure.

“I noticed how you reacted the first night we met again when your brother and Justin informed you that Simon was coming. Is he an ex? Or someone you’re currently dating?”

“No, lack of a better term, he’s my fuck buddy.”

“Excuse me?” Rhian never liked the fuck buddy type of relationship, I should know, she judged me when I had one. Now that she has one, I had an urge to call her a hypocrite, but at the same time, for what? She was an adult who was allowed to partake in such activities even if it made me jealous.

“You know what a fuck buddy is, you’ve had some during your hay day,” the teasing tone in her voice slightly made the situation better.

“Just never expected for you to have one,” I watched as she picked up the spoon she dropped and she placed it in the sink. Then it hit me, we were fuck buddies. Well, not really, cause she never wanted to label us as such. She stated I was her teacher and I was teaching her how to have sex. Not sure what that even meant, but she was adamant we were not fuck buddies.

“Is this a double standard situation cause I swear to god, I’m going to punch you at your throat.”

I laughed at her words, shaking my head. “No, of course not. When we were younger, you gave me such flack for having a fuck buddy, I’m surprised you would have one now.”

“Simon’s a good looking guy, I’m not looking for a relationship and neither is he. We know our boundaries and stick to them.” I studied her then, just making sure she wasn’t trying to throw me off her trail, but she wasn’t, she was being truthful. “After Victor, my perception on relationships are fucked up, I much rather keep my baggage to myself.”

“Some people don’t mind the baggage, isn’t the point of a relationship to work through your issues together?” I was obviously reaching, but I couldn’t help it.

She raised an eyebrow at me then, a sly smirk appearing on her lips. “I don’t think that counts if the issue is prior the start of said relationship.”

“What if you’ve known each other for some time and it wouldn’t hurt to give relationships another try?”

“It’s not bad being single, you don’t have to worry about another person and the only person you really have to worry about is yourself.”

“That sounds like a lonely life.” I don’t even know what I’m saying because I lead a lonely life. In this industry, its hard to be with anyone because of the demanding schedule and due to the expectations placed upon male idol singers. I adore our fans, but it’s impossible to have a private life. But I guess its what I gave up when I chose this life. Though, they don’t know our biggest secret, but I’m sure if they ever found out, we would have a massive crisis in our hands.

“After what I’ve been through, a long life of solitude is something I crave. I want to go to a place where no one knows me, where I can start anew.” The hopeful smile on her lips made me want to give that to her, but we were both realist and knew that would be impossible.

“Did you truly never know I was in love with you?” I had to ask, the one time we had it out, I don’t think we truly know what we were saying. Now that the anger has subsided and we were back to being friends, I really wanted to pick her brain about this. I wanted to pursue Rhian, but I wanted to make sure I wasn’t forcing her or wasting my time. If she wasn’t interested, I could take a no.

“No, I didn’t,” she turned off the stove along with the oven. “Food is ready.”

“Why did you lie?”

“It was the only thing I could come up with. I assumed you wouldn’t come after me and respect my wishes. But now that you’ve told me you were in love with me, I made a mistake.” She turned to face me, placing her forearm on the counter, leaning against them. “Since we’re being truthful, I did find you attractive when we were younger, but you’re my best friend, as cliché as it sounds, I knew we had boundaries. Besides, you were really into that one girl.”

“You truly were the only thing that made me forget her.” Her words caught me then. “Wait, do you still find me attractive?”

For once, I saw her blush. Her cheeks showed a slight tint of pink as she turned around to get the food she had cooked and placed it on the dining table. I couldn’t let this one go.

“Yah! I was asking you a question!”

“Rhian, you’re an amazing cook,” I told her as I poured more wine in her glass after pouring some on mine.

“Thanks oppa, I told you I was a good cook.” She playfully stuck her tongue out at me.

I smirked. “You should always cook for me, I’ll hire you as my personal chef.” This was our 4thglass of wine and I knew it was getting to the both of us.

Currently, we were on my couch, with Rhian’s legs resting on my lap, her head against the couch as she looked up at me. She gave me a soft smile, playing with the fingers of my hand that was resting on her knee.

“I’ve always loved your smile,” she stated as she closed her eyes for a moment. “Whenever I was afraid, I would think of you and all I saw was your smile. It kept me going.”

“When we were kids?”

“No, until now,” she opened her eyes. “When I lost my baby, all I wanted to do was call you, to hear your voice soothing me, to tell me that everything was going to be okay.”

“Why didn’t you call me?” It was stab in the heart to hear that. The situation as out of my control, but the fact that she wanted to call me during the time of her greatest need, it made my heartache. I should have made more of an effort to find her, I almost did, but Maquina blocked my attempt. Her location as locked then all of a sudden it was erased. I didn’t know what happened then, but I’m almost certain one of the Maquina agents erased her whereabouts so I couldn’t find her.

“Because I was embarrassed, after what I did to you, who was I to call you?” I could see her eyes watering, but no tears came down. “What was the hardest mission you’ve ever had to do?”

“Crossing over to North Korea to retrieve a package that held sensitive content regarding their nuclear program.” I didn’t think I was going to make it out, but somehow, I did.

“Do you go to the North often?” There was a slight worry in her voice and I softly squeezed her knee, to let her know it was okay.

“Not often, maybe once or twice a year.” I took a sip of my wine. “How about you?”

“Victor.”

“What?” That threw me off. “Victor was your assignment?”

“Raymond Leon was worried about his only brother’s son. It seemed that his mom was whispering lies into his ear and Raymond wanted me to make sure that Victor wouldn’t go insane just like his mother.” Rhian begun. “My assignment was to build a relationship with Victor, be his friend, a confidant.”

“He knew you were in Maquina, how could that be?”

“At first, he wasn’t as opposed to Maquina, he just didn’t understand why the Leon’s had to be partnered up with our agency. When we first met, it was set up. Raymond was confident that Victor would take a liking to me and he did.” She drank her whole glass in one drink. “And the rest is history.” Placing her glass on the coffee table in front of us, she went back to her position.

“Did Victor ever find out?”

“Yes, part of a reason why he came to hate me so much, his mother told him.”

“His mother sounds like a great person.”

Rhian laughed. “She’s the absolute best, I would strangle her out of love and admiration.”

I looked at Rhian then, her eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted. They were so inviting, but I didn’t want to overstep.

“Can I be honest?”

“Of course.”

“You’re the best kiss I’ve ever had.”

I had to smirk at that. She was working wonders for my ego. “Am I now?”

She nodded her head, opening her eyes, biting her lower lip.

Fuck.

Rhian was pushing it and I don’t know how much more I have in me to stop myself.

“Why am I the best?”

“I don’t know,” she shrugged. “You just know how to kiss well.” A giggle escaped her lips. “Can I tell you another secret?”

Drunk Rhian was the best Rhian.

“Of course.”

“I had the biggest crush on you when we were younger, but when I saw you become infatuated with your ex-girlfriend, I knew I never had a chance. She was so pretty, intelligent, nice and she was older.” Rhian pouted. “Every time I saw you two together, it was terrible, but she made you so happy.”

“Rinnie,” I breathed out.

Before I could get another word out, Rhian’s lips were pressed against mine and everything shut down for me. Being able to feel her lips against mine again, to taste her once again, it was far more intoxicating than any alcoholic beverage I have.

She moved, straddling me as she wrapped her arms around my neck. I couldn’t believe she made the first move, but there was no argument from me.

One of my hands cupped her face, while the other went under her shirt, holding her hip so she would stay still on my lap.

God, this woman was going to be the death of me.

A shrilling tone broke us apart. We looked at one another before looking at the source of the noise and it was my door.

We both stood up, with Rhian trailing behind me.

“You know, I should be in front of you, I’m supposed to be protecting you.”

I gave her a look and she held her hands up.

Looking through the peephole, I saw Justin on the other side. I gestured for Rhian to get the door as I walked back over to the couch to sit down.

“Justin? What’s going on?” Rhian questioned him.

“Ian, we have an emergency meeting. I’ve been trying to reach you and got no answer.” Looking beyond her, he waved at me, which I returned. I never hated Justin till today. He had to come now? What emergency could there be on a Wednesday night?

“About?” I heard Rhian ask.

I didn’t here Justin’s reply, but it seemed to sober Rhian up quickly since next thing I knew, she was rushing towards the dinner table to retrieve her phone.

She stopped by me and gave me a sheepish smile. “Sorry our night is cut short, they need me at headquarters.”

“We’re going to have to talk about what happened earlier.” I wasn’t going to let her run. This was my opportunity, she obviously felt something. She wouldn’t kiss me if she didn’t.

“And we will,” she gave me a reassuring smile. “Don’t wait up, I’ll be there till tomorrow, I’ll most likely sleep there.”

“You sure you don’t want me to come?” I was worried now. Why did she have to sleep at Maquina and not just come back here? Wasn’t she supposed to be protecting me?

“It’s fine, just an update about the situation in Europe.” She slipped her jacket and walked over to Justin. “Bye oppa!”

With that, she left, closing the door behind her.

Dynamics have changed and I was glad we kissed.

Maybe we could take the next step, if she was willing to open her heart again.

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