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ateezreactionsandscenarios · 2 years ago

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Kinktober Day 27 - Size Kink

Pairing: Jeong Yunho x Reader

Genre: Smut

CW: Wall sex, size kink, praise.

Word Count: 2234

Summary: Yunho never really noticed the height difference between you two, he knew it was there but it never had an effect on him, until he sees you wearing one of his shirts.

Prompt List MasterList Kintktober 2022 Buy me a Coffee

“Hey guys who does this remind you of?” Seonghwa asks showing the image of a cartoon duo with a large height difference that was on his phone, everyone including yourself erupted into fits of laughter but you didn’t stop your eyes rolling at the joke that was clearly aimed at you and Yunho. You were used to the height jokes at this point and you kind of expected it to happen given their sense of humour and their love for teasing everyone, you could never get mad or upset over it, if anything it made you feel more welcomed among your boyfriend's friend group.

You will always remember the day Yunho introduced you to his friends, he told you to stay quiet as you both walked through the door and made sure you stayed hidden behind his back until he said so, which was an easy task due to your height difference. You'll always remember the way his friends cooed at you once you stepped out from behind Yunho, your tiny figure stood in comparison to his giant one, at a quick glance you looked like his baby sister or something and that was the first joke they went to. At the time it made you blush like crazy and made you feel a little embarrassed but as time went on and you got to know the group as a whole better you no longer felt the way you used to, now you were also teasing them about anything and everything and to top it off Yunho had even taught you how to master Wooyoung's laugh, while the others would keel over with laughter Wooyoung would shoot you dagger and make another joke about your small height.

"I bet you need a ladder to even kiss Yunho's chin." Wooyoung quips at you with an exaggerated pout.

"Without a ladder you'd be lucky if you could reach his shins." Yunho stood to the side innocently, eyeing himself up and down as he pictured you being the height of his shin, but his attention was brought back to you when he realised you and Wooyoung had started to playfully slap each other spurting funny insults back and forth.

“Ahhh, come here.” Yunho interjects wrapping an arm around your waist and lifting you off the floor pulling you away from his bandmate.

“See he can even pick you up with one arm you’re that tiny.” Wooyoung cackles his witchy laugh.

“That’s it I’m not done with you Jung Wooyoung!” You try desperately to scramble your way out of Yunho’s hold.

“No, no, you’re done we can’t just go beating up people baby...even if it is Wooyoung we’re talking about.”

“Hey!” Wooyoung screeches offended by the back handed comment.

“Come on, you know you deserve it 99% of the time.” Wooyoung folds his arms over his chest sulking in defeat thinking over how many times he’d been beaten up by his bandmates for his mouth.

“She’s still tiny.” He finishes before going off to find comfort in San. Seeing how the coast was clear Yunho set you back down on your feet but still keeping his arm around your waist just so if you decided to go after Wooyoung he’d be able to hold you back as soon as you moved a muscle.

The rest of the time you spent with the group went by as normal, having a quick bite to eat while they were still on break followed by you sitting on the couch at the back of the room flicking your attention between your phone and watching your boyfriend dance to the music that was blaring through the speakers. Even though you’d had a fun night you were relieved when you stepped through the door of your apartment with Yunho in tow, finally being able to have some time to yourselves.

With Yunho in the shower you took the short amount of time you had to sift through his clothes pulling out one of his favourite t-shirts and throwing it on. You looked down at the t-shirt that reached your knees, looking like a dress on you, and thought back to the jokes Wooyoung had made earlier.

“Huh, guess I am tiny.” You giggled to yourself making your way to the kitchen. The sound of a low chuckle made you jump out of your skin almost spilling your drink everywhere.

“Shit Yunho, what have I told you about creeping around the place.” You whine.

“Aww I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” He cooed walking over to you and wrapping has arms around your waist.

“Is this my favourite shirt?” He asks tilting his head as he played with the sleeve.

“Hmm.”

“What?” You ask watching as a small smirk grows on Yunho’s face as his eyes wander over you.

“You know, I never really paid attention when the guys mentioned our height difference, but now I can see it, the way my shirt just hangs off you.” Yunho spoke softly, one hand wandering over you while the other traced gentle circles over the skin of your shoulder the collar had exposed. You could feel your heart start to race, for a moment you thought he’d even be able to hear the way it pounded in your chest.

“So tiny.” You’d usually swat his arm for the comment but the way his fingertips danced over your skin and the sparkle in his eye darkened you could only give in to it all.

Yunho’s lips met yours, full of hunger and need, he kissed you like his whole life depended on it pulling you as close to him as possible with a hand on the back of your neck and the other gripping your hip. the height difference made you struggle a little to meet his demands, you need to step back in order to keep your balance but with every step back you took he took one forward until your back hit the wall behind you. Hearing the little “Oomph” that came from you Yunho broke the kiss to check if you were okay but the sight of you looking so small caged between him and the wall sent all rational thinking out the window.

“So small, you’re like a little doll.” The lust laced in his voice made heat pool at your core and the way he called you a doll just added to it. You rose to the tips of your toes in a desperate attempt to have his lips back on yours but you were only met with another low chuckle.

“Wooyoung was right, I guess you do need a ladder to kiss me.”

“Shut the fuck up and kiss me.” You hissed.

“Oh, big attitude for such a tiny girl.” You wanted to scowl at his jokes but the expression was changed before you could even make it, his fingers diving under the shirt to find your soaked core.

“Is a kiss all you want tiny?” You didn’t even bother responding, head falling back against the wall as your eyes closed losing yourself in the way he ran his fingers over the wet patch of your underwear. He took that as a good enough sign of what you really wanted, removing his hand from you to place both hands on the back of your thighs hoisting you off the floor, the only thing keeping you from falling was the grip he had on your thighs and how his whole body pressed you against the wall stopping you from sliding away.

Yunho wanted desperately to take his time with you, really rile you up to the point you’re snapping at him, he loved how you looked when you got frustrated, but the way you looked so small in his hold looked even better and it was turning him on more than he wanted it to. He made quick work of pulling his sweatpants down just enough to free himself and you couldn’t help but stare at him wide eyed watching how he held you in place with one arm with such ease. Moving your underwear to the side he lined himself up at your core but stopped just before he did anything else, looking you in the eye with a cautious look.

“What’s wrong?”

“I usually prep you before hand but baby I can’t wait anymore, I’m just worried I’ll hurt you.” You swooned over how caring he was, the man was practically dying from lust yet he still cared.

“I’ll be fine don’t worry about me.” He sighed a little not really believing what you said but he didn’t know how much longer he’d be able to cope so he had to take your word.

“Promise me you’ll say something if anything is wrong, even if it’s something small?” Cupping his face you looked him dead in the eye.

“I promise, just please fuck me.” He didn’t need to be told twice, easing himself into you he kept a sharp eye on your face looking for any warning signs. Halfway into you, you scrunched your nose a little as the slight pain from him stretching you out hit you and just from that small movement he stopped.

“Are you okay?” You nod a little more eager than you planned to.

“Please don’t stop.” Once again taking your word he carried on until he was fully sheathed inside you. The feeling of your walls wrapped around him was enough to take the edge off a bit, enough for him to let you have a moment to adjust.

With his forehead resting against yours you combed your fingers through his hair comforting him, telling him you were fine, but now it was you who was getting restless. You tried your best to roll your hips against his but to no avail, you just hoped your small movements were enough for him to get the hint.

“Are you sure?”

“More than anything.” He took his time to start with, slowly pulling out to then slowly slide back in, you could feel every vein in his cock glide against your walls, the sensation dragging small moans out of you. The pain was non existent at this point, all you felt was burning pleasure as Yunho slowly fucked into you.

“Please...faster.” You could sense he was going to ask you again if you were sure so you shot him a look that answered the question before it even left his lips. His smirk growing again Yunho gradually picked up his pace until he had you pulling the hair at the top of his neck, head hanging down as your mouth hung open with silent moans.

“My tiny girl, doing so well taking all of me like this.” Yunho growled into your ear. Everything in this moment had your head spinning, from the way Yunho rutted into you down to the way his fingers gripped into the flesh of your thighs, you were seeing stars already from how good you felt, it was like everything in your vision came to a blur, all except Yunho.

You could feel your high was approaching and as much as you wanted to hold it back the way Yunho hit your sweet spot over and over and how he grazed over your clit with every thrust you knew it would be impossible, but by the way his breathing became heavier and his eyes screwed shut you could tell he was just as close as you were and you really couldn’t blame him, he was dying of need before he even did anything. Your hands gripped his shoulders, nails digging in as you awaited your orgasm to wash over you which soon came, ripping though you as you shakily cried out his name and tried to keep yourself upright not to flop your whole weight onto him. Your walls clamping down on his cock like a vice had Yunho’s movements stuttering, he was determined to help you ride out your own orgasm before getting to his own, even if it meant using everything he had to will it away for a moment or two.

The blurriness in your vision cleared and you were left with the stunning view of Yunho, sweat beading on his forehead and his cheeks a beautiful shade of pink. Your senses came around just in time for you to fully witness the low breathy moan that fell from his lips as his orgasm hit, his hips stuttering against yours as he tried his best to ride it out needing to savour the feeling before he got overly sensitive. It was like his body crumpled in on itself as he started to come down from his high, his head lazily resting on your shoulder as you could feel the warm breath of his pants fan over your skin. You kept him close to you during that time, stroking the hair at the back of his head as he started to come around.

“You okay down there?” You coo. A low grumble was all you could hear before Yunho brought his head back up. He places a small kiss on your nose before gently setting you back onto your feet but still keeping his arms wrapped around you.

“If i get this reaction out of you every time I wear one of your shirts then I’ll just have to keep stealing them.” You joke making Yunho laugh.

“I swear you’re going to be the death of me.”

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rughydrangea · 2 years ago

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(ALCHEMY OF SOULS EP 20 SPOILERS)

Okay, so, should the last half hour have started in like episode 19 at least? Yes. Did the fake Boo Yeon story bore me to tears? Yes. Did the meandering plot drive me to distraction many a time? Yes. Did two straight episodes of Daddy Jang wandering around the city, making sure he got in his 20,000 steps before finally showing up to join the drama and promptly anti-climactically dying have me pulling my hair out? Yes. Did the fitful doling-out of backstory and exposition make me seriously fear that the Hong sisters were making it all up as they went along? Yes. Did the show frequently veer towards wacky comedy when I wanted it to be a plot-focused emotional fantasy drama? Yes. Did spending 19 full episodes following a kick-ass assassin who couldn’t use any of her powers get old at a certain point? Yes.

BUT.

Did I really love this show? Yes! Am I deeply psyched for December? Yes. Did I love the dynamic between Mu Deok/Naksu and Wook, the fearsome assassin made humble and the arrogant young lord who served his maid as his master? Hell yeah. Did my heart kind of break for Yul, the quiet loner who was condemned to nurse a secret love and could never share his pain with anybody? Even though Minhyun doesn’t have a ton of emotional range? Surprisingly, yes. Did I enjoy most of the side characters and the worldbuilding? Yes. Am I genuinely invested in this story of mixed-up births and bodies and mysterious destinies written in the stars and honestly pretty cool-looking water magic? Yes.

I love dramas that take chances. I think Alchemy took some chances--it’s full-on fantasy, with no built-in frame of reference for the audience and it heavily relies on CGI, which isn’t an easy combination on a TV budget. And I acknowledge that it was far from perfect--I can only imagine how much more powerfully the ending of this episode would have landed if the potential of Jin Mu controlling Naksu could have been established early on, so that the dread could build as we were led towards this loss of her autonomy, which in a horrible twist of irony was also the moment in which she regained her power. If her rampage could have lasted longer, we could have seen more clearly how each character reacted to her violence and her true identity, and then we could have sat in the aftermath, really felt the moment of absolute loss that was Wook’s death. With better pacing, this could have all hit so much harder. But I did enjoy the journey, and I loved where we ended up. Wook walking out of his own funeral pyre? Incredible! Naksu losing everything in the cruelest way possible? I was compelled! Jin Cho Yeon having the worst month imaginable? I actually felt pretty bad for her! And most importantly, I really want to see what happens next.

I know there’s been a lot of chatter about the female lead for part two. I have really enjoyed Jung So Min’s performance, and would be happy to continue watching her. And I am a little confused about whether she truly won’t be in part 2 at all, since the fact that she is playing Jin Boo Yeon’s body would imply to me that she’s still a player in this story. But I’m also excited to get Naksu’s true form back, for a few reasons: 1) I really liked Go Yoon Jung in the first episode and am eager to see her get to perform the role again; 2) As I mentioned, I found it frustrating to watch a character who was initially defined by her immense power continuously have no access to that power. I’m hoping that with Naksu back in her own body, she can truly be Naksu, rather than Mu Deok; 3) If we’re hoping for a happy ending between Naksu and Wook (and I for one am!), then it could never be with her having hijacked someone else’s body. She did it to survive, sure, but every second she spent in Boo Yeon’s body was a theft. Boo Yeon deserves her body and her life back.

Okay, that was way longer than I planned! But yeah, I get people losing patience with this drama; I can’t deny that I myself did on occasion. But I’m so excited for part 2 (everyone got a haircut!) and overall I had a great time!

#alchemy of souls #alchemy of souls spoilers #my commentary

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atolua · 2 years ago

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📁 … LUA’S RELATIONSHIPS WITH ATEEZ !

masterlist !

PARK SEONGHWA ⋆ SEOYUE

and here is the brother that the storks forgot to deliver to lua. despite being very close in age—a mere three day gap—their relationship resembles one of an older brother and his younger sister. which is kinda ironic to think about, given how lua is the older one of the pair, but everyone tends to forget that when they see clips of seonghwa doting over her, only to playfully bat the other members away when they try to get close to her. unless it's another idol, then he'll settle with pouting with woosan until their precious moon is "returned" to them.

KIM HONGJOONG ⋆ A-JOONG

did you really think this would be another sibling type relationship? jokes on you because this is one where the role of mother gets tossed between them. sometimes it's hongjoong who's adding a hearty portion of food onto her plate to make sure she's full and satisfied, regardless of what the haters may see. other times it's lua scolding the leader for staying up too late in his studio before praising him for making another track that deserves to be called song of the year. most of the time, it's just them being wanting the best for each other.

JEONG YUNHO ⋆ 2YU

puppy meets kitten. the end . . . not— lua admits that yunho was one of the two members that truly intimidated her. at first, she used to be cautious around him but after some events (that author may or may not disclose in the future) occurred, their relationship shifted for the better. nowadays, lua is more open to the warm affection that the male glomps her in, and yunho is . . . still yunho. to be fair, he does become even more energetic when lua joins him in the chaos. hm, i wonder why?

KANG YEOSANG ⋆ YEOHUA

don't put them in the same team, part one. everyone knows that yeosang is the type to sprinkle a teaspoon of sugar on his chosen victim member before washing him down with cups of salt. everyone in the group has experienced it— no wait, lua hasn't! not that that's surprising, i mean, why would you do that to your partner? yuppers, the moment someone gives these two the spotlight, you can bet the other members are fleeing for their lives. not that it'll help them but they do them i guess.

CHOI SAN ⋆ YUSAN

greetings to the sus ship! out of all the members, lua has to say that she's closest to san. perhaps it's because he was the first person she befriended after entering kq, and that's right, but there's more to it than that. throughout her journey, he is there to make sure she is comfortable. he's always the first to volunteer to do anything for her, including staying behind with her when she wants to do extra practice. he would call himself her honorary brother but hwa’s got that position so he’ll settle with platonic soulmate.

SONG MINGI ⋆ AUMIN

fun fact: mingi was the one who was afraid of lua. as in, he actually used anything and everything to hide himself from her peripheral view. similar to her relationships with everyone else in the group, spending time as teammates culminated in the two being good friends. now it's no longer shocking to see them cuddle while sleeping in the waiting room or in the dorms. yes, lua knows she has her own bed. no, she will not let go of her hugging pillow named mingi.

JUNG WOOYOUNG ⋆ WOOYUE

wooyue? more like seonghwa's worst nightmare. i kid you not, the moment these two are within a close distance, chills are running all over seonghwa. it's not that them hanging out is a bad thing— no, it is. it's bizarre how lua went from being intimidated by the younger male, to wreaking plenty of havoc with him. we can only guess that's wooyoung's power: influence. (lies, yeosang had to do some intervening so the younger male would stop sulking.)

CHOI JONGHO ⋆ JONGHUA

don't put them in the same team, part two. as the bodyguards of ateez, their physical strength can be very intimidating. the other members prefer to not going against them during games like arm wrestling— you know, for the sake of their health. these two don't need a personal trainer for they rely on each other to do two simple things: point out what must be improved, and hype each other up. plus, the service is free so their wallets are thanking them for that.

lua’s taglist : @stealanity

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i-am-baechu · 3 years ago

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Title: Heartbreak Anthem

Paring: Jung Hoseok x reader

Genre: Idol! Hoseok, supermarket worker! reader, established relationship! au, breakup! au, fluff, smut, comedy and angst

Summary: Three years of being with her idol boyfriend and Y/N thought she had it all. It wasn’t until Hoseok called her to break up with her while he was on tour that she started to rethink her life and her relationship with him. To get the last word, she tells him that she wishes him the best and she doesn’t hold any grudges from him and maybe this was what she needed but before he could say anything she hangs up. Feeling the weight lifted from her chest, the one thing she knows is that she’ll be okay.

Warnings: Alcohol, unrealistic standards from family, reader mentally is bad (needs a therapist lol), question of sexuality, slight homophobia, lying, angst, fluff, and sex scenes

Part of Little Mix's Mixtape series!

“Do you want to continue what we talked about from last week?”

Y/N took a sip of her water and nodded her head slowly at the doctor, “Is that okay?”

“Of course, these sessions are for you. We can talk about whatever you want.”

Y/N nodded her head and put the glass of water back on the table as she looked down at her knees with sad eyes. She looked back up and tilted her head to look outside the window as she started talking softly, “I hate being alone. All my life, I always craved for someone’s love and devotion. I always wanted a partner... My parents have been together for thirty-five years and they were each other's first loves. I always wanted to experience that with someone. My whole family is filled with first loves and basically having the perfect relationships. My cousin is married to her high school sweetheart and everyone else is the same, except for me.

My first relationship in high school was a secret to everyone. They were just for fun. It was me rebelling in a way towards my parents because they always said to me, if marriage wasn’t on the table then the relationship is meaningless. It wasn’t until my older sister got married and my parents looked at me with pleading eyes. They wanted me to get married soon but I haven’t met anyone that made me feel that way.

It was the day after the wedding and I was working at my supermarket job. I was already thinking about my future and how maybe I was destined to be alone in my parents eyes. It was at the moment I met eyes with him. I dropped the cans I was holding when I saw him because the only thing I saw was his heart-shaped smile. He ran to me and helped me pick up the cans but I couldn’t say anything to him. Did I even deserve to hear his name? The fact that I thought this man was worth more than me at the time is...sad but that's how you learn for the future, I guess. It makes me think, was I too in love with him or was I too busy trying to make everyone else happy so I resulted in being fake. I don’t even know...”

“I think you do know why, Y/N.”

September 3, 2021

Y/N stared at herself with a small smile, the light green silk showcased her body perfectly but it didn’t make her feel better. She spent two weeks looking for the perfect dress for her birthday but also her anniversary. All her friends used to tell her how cute it was that her anniversary with her boyfriend, Jung Hoseok, was on the same day. She thought so too but now she felt extra pressure on her chest. She had to dress sexy enough for their anniversary but covered enough for her family and friends. No one told her to do this but she wanted to show Hoseok that she could do both.

The day started off normal, Hoseok gave her kisses and got her breakfast in bed (something he always does for her on this day). The sweet moment quickly turned sour when she asked him about tour. She always wanted to go with him to explore the world but she was also scared to ask him. Today was the day she was going to ask because it was their third anniversary but also her best friend, Lee Luda, told her to ask. So, she did so and she regretted it. The fight made her confused because Hoseok told her that going on tour was his alone time and he needed his time away from her. Why would he need alone time away from her?

She shook her head and grabbed her clutch, when a note fell out of it,

Spring has flowers, summer has lemonade, fall has pumpkins, and winter has cuddles. Every year it's the same thing but for the last three years, you have given me pure happiness and things I would never imagine. Thank you for always giving me that, I can’t wait to experience more years with you.

I love you,

Y/N

She smiled at her note and she wanted to give it to him but he was nowhere to be seen. She bought him a watch but that was at home and she only had the note with her to somewhat celebrate their anniversary. She felt an arm around her shoulders and she hoped it was Hoseok but she was met with disappointment when she saw it was Jungkook giving her a wide smile. She gave him a quick smile and let out a small laugh when he pulled her away from the mirror to be in the front with all her friends and family. She laughed when she saw Jin holding a cake with candles on them. She looked at each of the members and gave them a smile as she watched Yoongi lighting up the candles.

“Happy birthday to you!!! Happy birthday to Y/N! Happy birthday to youuu!!”

She smiled at everyone at the party and blew out the candles as Jimin wrapped his arm around her shoulders laughing loudly in her ear. She smiled at him and placed the cake on the table as all the members of Bts rushed to her hugging her tightly. All the members except for one. When they all released her, she stood there looking around desperately for him but nothing. She sighed and closed her eyes feeling defeated but then she felt arms around her waist and she looked up to see Hoseok smiling down at her. He leaned down, giving her a kiss on the cheek as she let out a small laugh, “Happy birthday, baby.”

“Thank you, Hobi. This party is everything.”

“I know you never had a birthday party before so I’m glad I can give you this.”

She smiled at this and turned around, wrapping her arms around his waist as he kissed the top of her head. The members cooed at the sight and Jimin took pictures of them hugging. Just then Luda grabbed her hand pulling her away from him, “Hoseok, you always take her away from me. It’s not fair.”

Y/N laughed at her whining tone and looked at Hoseok with a smile, “It's okay Luda, I always come back to you but remember Hoseok always has my heart.”

He smiled at her but scratched the back of his neck from her loving gaze. He kissed her forehead and waved goodbye to Luda as he walked away to go to the members. She watched him leave and her face turn slightly red as she looked back at Luda with a smile. Luda looked at her with a smile and kissed her cheek, “You seem so happy. That makes me happy. Is everything good with you and Hoseok now?”

The two girls walked away to sit at a far away table as Luda glanced between Y/N and Hoseok. Y/N sat in the chair and gave her friend an uneasy look as she took a sip of her drink, “Honestly, I don’t know. I’m mad at him for yelling at me on my birthday and our anniversary...but I do love him..”

Luda placed her hand on top of Y/N’s and gave her a sympathetic look, “You guys always fix things...do you want to vent about it again?”

“Why would he want alone time away from me? I barely see him as is.”

“Don’t you text him everyday?”

“So, I text you everyday.”

“But I’m not dating you...”

She frowned at this and glanced at him as Luda stared at her with a sad look, “He hasn’t said anything to me about the fight...”

“Maybe give him some space.”

Y/N turned back and Luda changed her face into a comforting face, “He leaves in a month.”

“This is your time to give him some space.”

She nodded her head at this and took another sip of her drink, “But it's my birthday...”

“Fine, do it next week then. I’m sure you guys are going to be busy tonight.”

The two girls continued to talk to each other as Hoseok glanced at her with a frown. He looked back at Yoongi with an annoyed look. He picked up his glass and took a big sip of his whiskey, making Yoongi raise his eyebrow, “Hobi, is everything okay?”

“No.”

Yoongi watched him pour himself another glass as he took a sip of his own whiskey, “What's wrong?”

“It’s Y/N.”

“What's wrong? You guys seemed to be fine yesterday.”

He sighed as he finished his second glass and he went to pour his third one, “She’s just been clingy.”

“You told us that she's always been affectionate and you like that. What's changed?”

“She asked me to come on tour with us when we go to Japan. Tour is the only time I can have alone time.”

Yoongi raised his eyebrow and sipped his whiskey, “You haven’t told her this?”

“I mean, I did.”

“How did you tell her?”

He sighed and poured his fourth glass as he rubbed his forehead, “I yelled at her.”

“It’s her birthday, you couldn’t wait till tomorrow?”

“No, because she asked me this morning and then I yelled at her. I know I'm a horrible boyfriend.”

“Yeah you are.”

Hoseok glared at him and shook his head, “I’ll make it up but what I said was true.”

“It may be true but it's how you said it. Talk to her and don’t just fuck her to solve it.”

He scoffed at this and rolled his eyes taking another sip of his whiskey, “If it works then it works.”

“Hoseok, that's not how you solve problems.”

“I’ll think about it...”

The two continued to talk as Y/N and Luda stood up moving their way down to grab some cake. Y/N stared down at the piece of red velvet cake with a frown. She always showed Hoseok how much she loved him no matter what. She would bring him flowers after his music show performances, message him every morning, make him lunch whenever he had practice, and would call his sister or his mother. She thought she was being the perfect partner but clearly to him she wasn’t. Hoseok is her first love and she didn’t want to lose him. If she had to, then she would change for him. It could make her a better person and make their relationship better for the both of them.

She felt an arm around her shoulders and she looked to see that Hoseok was giving her a drunk smile. She frowned at the fact he was drunk especially on her birthday and their anniversary. She gave him a fake smile and then she rolled her eyes at him, “Luda, can I stay at your place?”

She turned towards her friend with a frown and then she glanced at Hoseok with a glare, “Of course you can.”

She walked away and before she could Hoseok grabbed her wrist and gave her a, somewhat smirk, “I thought we were going to have fun tonight? It’s our anniversary.”

“You're drunk and I don’t have time for that. I asked you not to get drunk tonight but obviously you did the opposite.”

He rolled his eyes and let go of her wrist in annoyance, “Fine.”

He walked away and she watched with an annoyed face. She turned back to look at Luda who was shaking her head at the scene, “He didn’t even fight for me.”

Luda looked at Y/N with a raised eyebrow, “What the hell are you talking about?”

She walked up to her and crossed her arms over her chest, “He should’ve said I’m sorry Y/N, I love you and I will never do that again.”

“In what universe would that happen?”

“Ours. This one! We’re in love, we’re supposed to be romantic and show it. Even in fights. It's our damn anniversary.”

Luda let out a scoff and rolled her eyes, “Y/N, listen to me. That should’ve been strike one...Hey, why don’t you do that this month.”

“Do what?”

“Keep a strike system with Hoseok. Listen, he's a great friend but I wouldn’t want him as a partner.”

“Don’t say that about him!”

“Y/N, he yelled at you on your birthday and then he got drunk when you specifically asked him not to. Two things a woman hates, being yelled at and not being listened to.”

“A strike system…do you think we’re heading for…separation?”

The two girls sat down at a random table as Luda handed her a beer, “You're not married and this isn’t the first time Hoseok has done something like this. Remember when you asked him to pick your cousin up from daycare because you had a meeting and he told you it was your problem.”

Y/N looked away from her as she took a sip of the beer, “He had dance practice…”

“Or that time when he lied about you guys being together to the waitress and he flirted with her.”

“We got free noodles out of it…”

“Or-”

Y/N slammed her beer on the table and gave her a frown, “I get it. I’ll do the strike system but I don’t think nothing is going to happen. He loves me and I love him, it’s as simple as that.”

“Tonight is strike one. Sometimes it works out but sometimes it doesn’t and that’s okay.”

“Shut up...strike one it is.”

Y/N loves Hoseok. There wasn’t a moment that she ever doubted her love for him but there were moments where she doubted him. Again after being together for three years, she thought they would have a more stable life together. Her parents were only together for two years before they got married and she was now doubting her relationship, especially since what happened on her birthday and their anniversary. She spent the night at Luda’s and she didn’t even get a message from Hoseok and this annoyed her. Why wouldn’t he message her? She spent the night away from him, he should be worried about her.

She even sent a message to him that she was heading to work but she got nothing. Which is why she was standing at the register with a frown. Today was slow, which didn’t help her as she continued to stare at her phone. Hoping it would light up or do something at this point.

“The more you stare at it, the less brain cells you'll have.”

Y/N jumped at the voice and turned to glare at her manager, Perrie, “Fucking hell...I’m not staring at it...”

“You’ve been staring at your phone for an hour now.”

“I wasn’t staring.”

Y/N rolled her eyes and glanced down at her phone and then back to her manager. Her manager raised her eyebrow at this and shook her head, “What happened with your rapper?”

“What makes you think something happened?”

“Just tell me what happened.”

Y/N sighed and crossed her arms over her chest, “He got drunk last night on our birthday and anniversary...He also yelled at me.”

“Why?”

“I wanted to go with him on tour to see Japan but he said that it was his alone time. Why would he say that? I barely get to see him and when I do see him, he says that. My parents always spend time together and they’ve been together for thirty-five years.”

Perrie raised her eyebrow at this and glanced at the door to see a customer walk in, “Y/N, you do realize that you're not your parents.”

“I-I know that but...I love him and he loves me, isn’t that enough?”

“Clearly it's not, I have to check on some documents in my office. Listen, how about you take a thirty instead of a fifteen.”

“Okay...”

She watched Perrie leave her sight and sigh looking down at her register with a frown. She packed her things up and grabbed her purse heading towards the cafe next door. She looked at the menu and smiled when she saw Hoseok’s favorite drink and decided to order it thinking it would make her feel better. The moment she tasted the familiar ingredients, the memories of the fight with Hoseok came to her mind. She was hurt that Hoseok was pushing away and even got drunk on their/her special day. She tried to disregard the fight because even though Hoseok wasn’t perfect, their relationship was close to being perfect (in her eyes). Hoseok was her first love and she wanted him to be her last. All she had to do was be the perfect girlfriend and hopefully, the perfect wife in the soon future.

Deep down, she knew this wasn’t good for her. She knew that Hoseok wasn’t treating her the way she deserved but she loved him. None of her family members had a problem with finding a partner and even her older cousin was married to her first boyfriend. She didn't want to look like she couldn’t get someone to love her nor did she want her family to worry about her. Her parents always told her that love will conquer everything and that's all you needed for relationships.

She finished her drink and she looked up shocked to see a frantic Hoseok looking around the cafe. She raised her eyebrow at this and then she locked eyes with him making a shiver go down her back. He walked up to her and sat at the table and she stared at the dark wood, waiting for him to say something first.

“Y/N-ah...I’m sorry for last night.”

She looked up at him with a frown and started to play with the empty cup, “Why did you drink?”

He scratched the back of his neck and gave her a nervous laugh, “I was mad about the fight and I wanted to forget it. Will you let me make it up tonight?”

Her face slowly formed a smile and looked at him with a quick nod, “What are you going to do?”

“Take you out to dinner and celebrate the right way, if you let me?”

“Okay. I would love that, Hobi.”

He smiled at this and leaned forward giving her a kiss on the forehead, “I’ll see after your shift.”

“Okay.”

She watched him leave and she started to giggle to herself. She felt the butterflies erupting in her stomach and she was excited for tonight. She grabbed her things and headed back with a little jump in her step. She knew Hoseok would always fix things with her and make her feel loved. Maybe she was overreacting with her feelings from the night before. All the things that Luda said to her became silent in her mind as the excitement for tonight replaced it.

When her shift was over, she rushed to clock out and got in her car at record speed. She hasn’t had a date with Hoseok in two months because he was busy with dance practices and sound checks. She understood he was busy but she did get annoyed when Jungkook or Yoongi would text her that they were hanging out at a restaurant instead of working. Tonight was going to be everything she wanted and more, she knew that much.

She got dressed in a floral halter silk dress and did her make up the way she wanted. She decided to wear her hair in a slicked back ponytail and she looked at herself in the mirror with a smile. She felt the opposite of how she felt yesterday and was excited for whatever was going to happen. She headed downstairs and sat on their couch as she stared at the blank television with a smile. That smile quickly turned into a frown.

She was now laying on the couch when she saw that an hour had passed and she still hadn't heard anything from Hoseok. Maybe he was finishing things up and then he was coming. She got up and called Luda.

“Luda-ah...”

“Y/N, I thought you had that date with Hoseok?”

“He’s running late.”

“It's been an hour. What the hell is he doing?”

She sighed at this and looked down at her painted toes with a frown as she walked back into their bedroom, “I think he's busy...”

“Then why did he ask you on a date?”

She laid on the bed and stared at the ceiling with annoyance, “Maybe something came up, you never know.”

“Oh, I do know.”

“What?”

“He just walked in with the other members. He so stupid. Doesn’t he know I work at the bar on weekdays. Do you want me to yell at him?”

“No...Don’t do anything. I’ll talk to you later, love you.”

“I love you too, Y/N-ah.”

She tossed her phone onto the bed and took her hair out of the ponytail in a harsh manner. She glanced at the mirror against the wall and shook her head, strike two. She took her dress off and tossed it in the dirty clothes, too lazy to hang it up. She put on Hoseok’s shirt and jumped into the bed. She grabbed her phone from the other side and opened up her instagram to see that Jimin posted on his private instagram of everyone drinking. She liked the picture and put her phone on her nightstand with annoyance.

An hour later, She felt the bed move and she opened her eyes but she didn’t turn around to see him. It wasn’t until the smell of flowers hit her nose that she got up and turned to look at him. There he was holding a bouquet of red roses and her favorite cake in the other hand. He gave her a sheepish look and put the cake on the floor and the flowers on the bed, “They took my phone away because they wanted to celebrate us finishing a track....I wanted to call you but no one would let me.”

“But...Jimin posted a picture.”

“That dick, he was the one that took our phones away.”

Y/N let out a small laugh and took the flowers away from him and smiled at them, “Thank you...”

“I know how much you love red roses and red velvet cake. It's me saying sorry, again.”

“You have to get me lunch tomorrow.”

He gave a quick smile and leaned forward giving her a firm kiss on her lips. Her eyes widened at the sudden kiss but she quickly closed her eyes and returned the kiss with the same firmness. When he pulled away, he gave her a quick smirk and took a single rose from the bouquet and turned towards her. She raised her eyebrow at him but she continued to watch with curious eyes. He brought the flower up to her face and let the petals crease her face gently making her blush deepen. She gave him a shy smile as he brought the flower down to her neck sending shivers down her back. She brought the flower down to circle around her nipple and she closed her eyes looking away holding in a moan. He smirked at this and shook his head, “Don’t look away.”

She turned her head and stared at him as she nodded her head, “Sorry...”

“Always have your eyes on me, no matter what.”

He took the bouquet out of her hand and tossed it next to the cake but he kept the rose in his hand. He glanced down at her shirt and she quickly nodded her head, knowing what he wanted her to do. She quickly took the shirt off as fast as she could because she knew how impatient he can get. He smirked down at her bare body and brought the flower down to her chin down to the middle of chest, making her shiver. He smirked at the reaction and went to her nipple again and circled it. She brought her hand up covering her small moan, he glanced at her with a glare and she brought her hand down to her side when she saw his eyes.

They stared at each other for seconds but it felt hours to her. Just looking into his eyes made her feel like everything was going to be okay. All the worries that Luda brought up were put to rest when she saw his dark brown eyes looking into hers. It was everything she ever wanted. He tossed the rose to the side and stared down at her with his dark brown eyes that seemed to be darker because of the lust that was building up. He leaned in for another kiss but this time she tasted the alcohol on his tongue making her mentally scoffed. She wondered if he would remember this tomorrow morning and she gently pushed him away.

“You’ve been drinking, let's stop.”

Hoseok leaned away with a confused look and shook his head, “I had two drinks, that's it, are you not in the mood?”

“You only had two drinks?”

“Yeah, one for the celebration and then one with Jimin. I made sure my drink had more juice in it. I’m not drunk, Y/N.”

She nodded her head and leaned forward giving him a kiss on the tip of his nose, “Okay...”

Hoseok smiled at this and leaned forward giving her a quick kiss on the lips. His hands started roaming all over her body, groping her curves as he gently pushed her on the bed again.

“You know you look so fucking good like this.” She looked away with a red face but Hoseok pinched her nipples hard, making her look at him with a loud moan, “What did I say about your eyes?

“I’m sorry Ho-”

“That’s not my name.”

She swallowed her spit and nodded her head, “I’m sorry...sir.”

He smirked at this and released her nipple as he got off the bed making her look at him with a confused look. He pulled her body to the edge of the bed as he dropped to his knees in front of her. Y/N gasped in pleasure as she felt his fingers pull her folds apart so he could admire her fully.

“Please sir.” Y/N whined as she reached for Hoseok and her hand found his hair pulling it gently so they could make eye contact.

“Please what, Y/N?” Hoseok smirked at her pleading voice as he rubbed her thighs up and down, making her shiver.

“Sir, please eat me out. Please-”

Y/N’s next words were cut off by a satisfied moan as Hoseok gave in quicker than usual. Hoseok let her pull his face between her legs and immediately began to lap at her swollen clit. His hands gripped onto her thighs to keep them apart as he sucked on the little bud. She whined and panted in pure bliss as she held Hoseok’s head firmly in place. She removed her hands away from him and one hand gripped on the sheet as the other hand groped herself. She started to play with her nipple to add more pleasure, indulging herself.

“Sir, please!” Y/N whimpered as she felt another lick and she arched her back against the bed.

“Don’t worry baby, think of this as one of many gifts for your birthday.”

Hoseok mumbled against her pussy, making her moan at the sensation. Without another word, Hoseok dove back in. She almost started screaming as she felt the harsh suck on her clit as he pushed two fingers into her hole without warning.

“Sir!”

Y/N squealed in surprise as Hoseok pumped his fingers inside of her while abusing her clit with his tongue. His other hand kept her legs open, holding one down as she squirmed helplessly under his kiss. It was too much for her. Y/N fisted the sheets, trying to push herself away out of instinct as she felt Hoseok’s fingers curled to hit her deep. She closed her eyes as she started to orgasm and Hoseok continued to suck on her sensitive clit and pressed against her spot until she was pushing him away.

Hoseok pulled away panting with his face glistening and looked down at her with a smile as he rubbed her thighs to comfort her, “Just wait until tomorrow for your other gifts.”

The next morning, Hoseok kissed her forehead and headed out for practice. Y/N was giddy from last night and Luda clearly saw this when they went on their coffee date. Y/N gave her a smile as she took a sip of her coffee, “How was your night?”

“It was fine, did you like the red velvet cake?”

Y/N nodded her head but then she raised her eyebrow at her, “I didn’t tell you...”

“You didn’t have to, I was the one that bought the cake.”

Y/N’s smile dropped and looked at her with a frown as Luda was laughing to herself, “What do you mean, Luda?”

Luda stopped laughing and looked at her with a raised eyebrow, “I bought the cake and flowers for you.”

“Hoseok told me that he bought the cake and flowers...”

“He told you that? That motherfucker, I told him to tell you the truth. He saw me and started freaking out because one, he saw me and two, he saw that you liked Jimin’s picture. He ran up to me and asked me what he could do and I told him to get a cake and flowers. He said that's impossible because of the time and I knew you were upset. I told him I’ll give him the cake and flowers that I bought for you but he had to tell you the truth.”

She stared at her with wide eyes and nodded her head slowly at the news. She then looked at her with some blush appearing on her face, “You bought me all that? Why?”

“I hate seeing you sad. If I was in...If it was up to me, I would always make you happy, Y/N.”

Y/N smiled to herself and looked down at the table with a shy gaze and she let out a small cough, “What do you think I should do?”

“Tell him that you know. Y/N, he lied to you.”

“He said he had more gifts for me today because of what happened...”

“Y/N, do you think he would do that?”

“You have no faith in him...”

Luda looked at her with an annoyed look and rolled her eyes, “Of course I don’t have faith in him, he lies to you and treats you badly.”

“He doesn’t always do that, nobody is perfect.”

“You don’t have to be perfect to treat someone good.”

Y/N opened her mouth to say something but she immediately closed it because she knew Luda was right. The rest of the breakfast went smoothly but Y/N kept thinking about Hoseok. Was she going to talk to him about it or should she wait until tomorrow to bring it up? She wanted at least one night where everything is good, not perfect but close enough. She waved goodbye to Luda and headed to her work with a frown. Why couldn’t she have one day that everything went perfect?

She walked into the store when she felt her phone buzzing in her pocket. She took it out with a nonchalant attitude but it quickly turned into a frown.

Can we do a raincheck? I’m sorry but I have to work on this dance with Jimin.

She stared at her phone with a frown and then she unlocked the phone. She clicked on Jimin’s contact and asked him, Are you busy tonight?

No, tonight me and Taehyung are going to get this game. Why?

Oh no, I was just asking lol thanks

No problem

She put her phone back into her pocket and she walked into the office to check in for her day. She felt so stupid for thinking Hoseok would put her first or even try to fix things with her but at least he did something for her last night. She walked out of the room feeling her phone vibrating and she took out the screen of Hoseok sending her texts but this only caused her to shake her head. She shut off her phone and headed to the registrar, she won’t let him ruin today. Strike two.

It's been two weeks and nothing has changed for Y/N and Hoseok. He never made up for her birthday nor did he bring up the lies he told her. Y/N went back to the original plan and gave the distance that Hoseok wanted and honestly, she didn’t think he noticed it or cared. She's been taking more shifts and hanging out with Luda more and she realized something, the happiest she felt is when she was with Luda. Hoseok had a week left before going on tour and he told her that this week is going to be about them. She was excited but in the back of her mind, she had her doubts about him.

She put on a light pink silk dress that had a floral and butterflies all over the dress with a slit that went up to her thigh. She was going to get tea with Luda this Monday morning and she was excited to see her. She put her hair up in a simple bun and plain hoop earrings, she felt really pretty today. She headed downstairs and her eyes widened when she saw Hoseok on the couch drinking his coffee.

“Hoseok?”

He turned towards her and gave her a quick smile showing off his dimples, “I’ve been waiting for you, love.”

“For what?”

He tilted his head in confusion and stood up from the couch, “I’m going to take you out for breakfast and spend the whole day with you. I told you this week is about us.”

“Oh, you were being serious...”

“What was that?”

Y/N gave him a smile and shook her head, “Nothing but umm, I’m meeting Luda at this cafe...”

“Haven’t you been with her everyday these past two weeks?”

“Yeah, so? You're always with the boys.”

“That’s fair but I thought we could spend this week together before I go away...”

She looked down at her feet as she scratched the back of her neck, not knowing what to do. If this was Y/N from two weeks ago then she would jump into his arms and go with him but this time it's different. All she wanted to do was to go be with Luda this morning, to start the day off right. She looked at him with a nervous smile, “I’ll go with Luda for breakfast and then I’ll spend the rest of the day with you. Is that okay?”

“That’s fine with me. Can you get me a blueberry muffin?”

“Okay. I’ll be back in an hour.”

“Have fun!!”

She waved and said her goodbyes to him, leaving him with a wide smile on his face. Maybe it was all in her head that Hoseok was bad for her. She's been with him for three years and every couple goes through their rough spots, maybe this was their rough spot. She knew she loved him and he loves her (at least that's what she thinks). She continued to make her way to the cafe and memories of Hoseok floated in her mind.

Two years ago

It was the day after Hoseok's birthday and they were finally celebrating it alone. She was there with the other members but today was only about them and no one else. Everything was perfect.

Y/N was dressed in an emerald silk dress that showed off her collarbones perfectly and she had the diamond choker that he had bought her for Christmas. She looked amazing, Luda told her that countless times that day. She needed to hear that, it made her feel even more confident. Luda was the one that helped her pick out the dress for today.

Which brought Y/N to the hotel room with Hoseok. His hands left her hips to fly up to the headboard and his pace increased, his chest pressed against Y/N’s back. His low grunts echoed through the room and ears making her moan at the sound, “I love you, Y/N.”

“Ah! I love you Hoseok!”

He clenched his jaw at her confession, slamming against her roughly as his hips slapped against her ass. She let out a small welp at the roughness and she was sure that her hips were going to have bruises from his grip. His thrusts were getting sloppier until he was fully pressed against her and they both let out loud groans as he came inside.

The sound of heavy breathing echoed through the room and he slowly pushed off of her as she dropped to the bed. He looked at her and smiled, he leaned forward giving a soft kiss to her shoulder.

“Neh, Y/N?”

“Yeah?”

“Round two in the shower?”

“....Okay.”

“Y/N!?”

She shook her head and looked at Luda who was staring at her with a raised eyebrow. She gave her a quick smile and took a sip of her tea, “Sorry Luda...”

“Are you alright? Do you have something on your mind?”

She nodded her head and gave her a nervous look, “I have to leave early...Hoseok is going to take me out for dinner.”

“Oh...”

Luda looked at her with a look that she has never seen before and it made her heart ache. She looked down at the white table cloth not knowing what to do and slowly looked up to see Luda looking away from her, “Luda...are you mad?”

“I’m not mad...are you sure it's wise to go back to normal?

Y/N tilted her head at this and gave her a confused look, “He's leaving for tour soon and I won’t see him for a long time. Well, face to face...”

“That doesn’t answer my question, Y/N.”

“I just want to be with him because I won’t see him for a while, is that so bad?”

“It’s bad when he treats you badly.”

Y/N bit her lip and stirred her drink as Luda continued to stare at her waiting for anything. Y/N stopped and looked at Luda with a sad smile, “He leaves soon and maybe the stress of the tour made him act like this. You know how he gets.”

“Y/N...will this make you happy?”

“We’ll see but when he leaves for tour at least we can be together more.”

Luda let out an awkward laugh and nodded her head, “Yeah...”

The rest of the breakfast was awkward, well for Y/N. She didn’t want to leave Luda because she actually wanted to go to her house and watch movies but she knew she couldn’t just leave Hoseok. Especially when she saw the smile on his face, it was the same smile that she saw in the beginning of their relationship. It gave her hope that things were going to be normal again.

Y/N and Hoseok were having dinner at a fancy restaurant after having a quickie on the couch. Y/N had to take a shower afterwards and she had changed her outfit after he accidentally ripped the dress. She was now in a lavender sweetheart dress and white heels as Hoseok was dressed in a suit. She glanced at him as he gave her a quick smirk, “What’s on your mind, love?”

“You...thank you for setting up this date.”

“Of course, I’m going to miss you when I’m on tour. Thank you for sticking around.”

“Always.”

She watched him lift his champagne glass and she followed suit giving him a shy smile. The glasses clinked and she took a sip of her champagne as Hoseok put the glass down, not drinking any. She raised her eyebrow and put the glass back on the table and tilted her head at him, “Why aren’t you drinking?”

“Because I want to be sober when I fuck you in the car.”

Her face turned red and let out a small cough, making Hoseok let out a laugh, “Hoseok-ah, you can’t just say that in public.”

“You better hurry up and eat or I’ll be extra rough on you.”

The two ate dinner as fast as they could and Hoseok didn’t even look at the price on the receipt. He grabbed her wrist and rushed to his car as Y/N let out a small laugh at the eagerness of him. He opened the door that led to his backseat and before she entered the car, Hoseok turned her head giving her a passionate kiss. She closed her eyes and tilted her head to kiss him harder making his arms automatically go around her waist and she did the same but around his neck. When they moved away, she gave him a quick smile before entering the car and as she did so, Hoseok smacked her ass.

He quickly entered the car and made sure the car was locked. He had to say his thanks to Jungkook for getting his windows tinted. He pushed down his pants and boxers as Y/N lifted up her dress skirt. He tilted his head at her, “No underwear?”

“I didn’t want panty lines...”

“Better access for me.”

“Y/N, I’m going to miss you when I leave.” He held her close to his chest, groaning when she finally grinded on his cock. She let out a small moan and leaned forward giving him a kiss on the tip of his nose.

“I’m going to miss you too, Hobi~.”

She moved her face into his neck and she sucked lightly on his skin, making him groan out. He grabbed her ass with both hands with a tight grip as she continued to ride him.

“Fuck, Y/N. I love you and your pussy.”

“I’ll always love you, Hobi~.”

She kissed him gently as she began to move her hips faster, lifting herself up and down. She felt the car move with her and she hoped that no one was in the parking lot at that moment. He threw his head back against the seat and she smiled at the sight. She continued to move up and down and Hoseok let out a loud groan and leaned forward sucking her nipple.

“I’m gonna come, keep going baby.”

She nodded her head at this and continued to move the best she could. He noticed her moves were starting to get sloppy and he gripped her hips thrusting up into her. She closed her eyes tightly and she let her head go back as she let out a moan. He moved faster and she wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning forward giving him a firm kiss.

“Baby, can I come in you?”

“Ah, yeah.”

Hearing her approval made him move faster and his grip on her hips became tighter. She let out a loud moan when she felt the familiar warmth filling her up and her own orgasm took over her. She leaned forward putting her forehead on his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around her waist. The breathing in the car was the only sound and he turned his head giving her a kiss on her cheek.

She let out a small giggle and turned to face him with a dazed look, “I love you, Hoseok.”

“I love you, Y/N. Fuck, we need to go home because I’m not done with you.”

“Hobi...no more than three rounds, please.”

“We’ll see.”

The next morning, Y/N woke up and saw that Hoseok was gone, making her raise her eyebrow. She checked her phone and saw that he had an emergency meeting with Namjoon and to leave in a hurry. She texted him back with a simple okay. She didn’t bother getting dressed in her normal attire and headed downstairs to make some tea. When she walked into the kitchen, she heard the door and walked to it with a yawn escaping her mouth. She opened the door and saw Luda with a drink and bag of treats.

“Good morning-” Luda looked down and nodded her head at her attire, Y/N missed the hurt that flashed in her eyes, “Long night?”

“Yeah, come in.”

The two girls went to the couch as Y/N glanced at her with a smile, “Are you okay? You're extra quiet.”

“Just thinking...Do you ever think about college?”

Y/N raised her eyebrow at this and took a sip of her tea, “All the time, why?”

Luda nodded her head at this and took a bite of her muffin with a shrug, “Just asking.”

“Do you think of college a lot?”

Luda set her muffin down on the coffee table and turned towards Y/N, “Y/N... do you ever think about us?”

“Why?”

Luda shook her head and looked at her with a small smile, “Forget it, are we still up for lunch?”

“Of course we are.”

“Did you hear about Yeri?”

Y/N glanced at her with a raised eyebrow, “Yeri? The girl that I used to talk to in chemistry?”

“Yeah, she’s getting married to her partner. Her name is Yon. I think we should go.”

“Yeri’s getting married?”

“I know you guys had that little fling but I’m sure everything is in the past. Plus, you have Hoseok. He fucked the straight into you.”

Y/N let out a small laugh and she took a sip of her tea with an unsure expression, “Yeah…”

That whole week was filled with dates and multiple orgasms for the couple. Hoseok almost missed his ride to meet up with the others at the airport. It's now been three weeks since Hoseok left for tour and things have been normal. She facetimed him every other day, sending him messages and even did a strip tease for him. She's been with Luda almost everyday and everything was normal.

That night, she was getting ready for bed when she saw that Hoseok was calling for their nightly routine. She was excited to talk to him because she wanted to tell him that Luda and her were thinking of going on a trip to France. She picked up the phone and put her toothbrush back in the cup.

“Heyyy, Hobi. How is everything?”

“Y/N, we need to talk.”

She raised her eyebrow at the serious tone and headed towards the bedroom with a concerned look. She sat on the bed rubbing her arm in a nervous manner, “What do we need to talk about?”

“I think we need to break up.”

Her eyes widened and she dropped her phone on the carpet under her. She didn’t know what to say to him or how to react at this moment. She stared at the wall with a blank expression and it wasn’t until she heard his voice calling out her name. She moved quickly to her phone and picked it up, “Hoseok, why?”

“Listen Y/N, I don’t think me being in a relationship right now is good.”

“Everything was going good...WHY NOW!”

“I just don’t want a relationship right now. We’ve been going to clubs and honestly, I miss just hooking up with people. Feeling free.”

“You can’t even wait until you come home to discuss this with me. Face to face and not over the phone. Feeling free? What the hell does that mean?”

“Why wait when I made the decision now. I just feel like your stopping me from exploring life. I saw Jimin drink and brought a girl back to his room while I was alone talking to you. I want to drink and have fun.”

“Hoseok!? I’m in this relationship too, don’t I have a say in this?”

“You're just going to say you don’t want to break up. Listen, we’re both 27 and we deserve to explore life. I have to go.”

“Wait, Hoseok!”

She heard silence on the other side of her phone and she dropped to her knees with a shocked look. What the hell just happened? She pinched herself to make sure she was up and sure enough, she was. She got up from the carpet and stared at herself with wide eyes, she didn’t even notice she was crying. She gently wiped away her tears and went down to grab her phone. She dialed the number that she knew could help her

“Y/N? It's late, is everything okay?”

“Luda...Hoseok just broke up with me...”

She didn’t remember the conversation but she went to lay down on the bed with a blank expression. She thought everything was going back to normal, when she had Hoseok loving her and their relationship would forward into marriage. What was she going to tell her parents? They would feel disappointed in her that she couldn’t get married the same way they did. Was she not enough for Hoseok? Did she do something to push him away?

She heard footsteps and looked up to see Luda looking at her with a concerned look, “Y/N?”

The sound of her voice made her heart break even more and she started crying with a sad smile on her face, “I guess there's something wrong with me.”

“Y/N...”

“I thought Hoseok loved me...I really thought we were going to get married and have a family. Did I not show him enough love?”

Luda walked forward and sat on the bed as she shook her head, “Y/N, this isn’t your fault. You have to know that.”

“Then why did he break up with me?”

“Maybe he was just stress Y/N-”

“My parents are going to be disappointed in me.”

Luda raised her eyebrow at her but didn’t say anything and placed a plastic bag on the bed, “I bought your favorite candies and drinks. How about we watch something to get your mind off.”

“Luda, I....I don't know what to do.”

“Y/N, for tonight let's just watch something-”

“You don’t understand! My whole family is going to look at me as useless because I couldn’t get someone to stay with me.”

Luda blinked her eyes at her as she looked away with a frown, “I stayed with you...through everything. I never left you, Y/N.”

Y/N looked at Luda and as another tear fell down her face, “That's true...Luda, I-”

“I’m going to head home because I have work tomorrow. You should go through the bag and go crazy. I guess give Hoseok a couple of days because no matter what...you guys always fix things.”

“Luda, don’t leave.”

Luda shook her head and stood up from the bed and looked at Y/N with a hard look, “Are you even upset that Hoseok broke up with you or are you upset that you're single?”

“I’m upset that he broke-”

“Don’t lie. The moment I entered you were talking about your parents. This whole relationship was you trying to please him so he could stay with you and for what? To prove to your parents that you can be the same as them?”

Y/N glared at her and stood up from the bed, “You don’t know anything.”

“I know enough, Y/N. Are you sad that he won’t be with you anymore?”

Y/N bit her lip and looked away as she hugged herself, “I-I don’t know.”

“Does he know that you’ve only been with girls before you met him? Do you think that could be the reason why you never felt right in the relationship? Think about it Y/N, you only told your parents about him because he's a man. Your parents think Hoseok is your first ever significant other, just like Hoseok, you lied. I’ve kept my mouth shut about this for three years, no more.”

Y/N turned her head to look at Luda with tears running down her face and shook her head, “I have to be with Hoseok-”

“Because of your parents or because you love him?” Luda was met with silence as Y/N was looking at the wall with a blank expression. She let out a scoff and shook her head, “The more you hide your true self, the more you lose yourself. Y/N, tell me right now. Tell me the truth.”

Y/N looked back at Luda and shook her head, “I don’t know...”

“That's the problem Y/N. I can’t always give you the answers, you need to figure it out. For yourself.”

Y/N watched Luda walk out of the room and she stood there for a couple of seconds when she realized what was happening. She ran down the stairs and grabbed Luda’s wrist but she didn’t turn around to look at her, “Luda, don’t leave. I need you here.”

“Y/N...as much as I want to be here for you, I can’t.”

“Why not?”

Luda turned around and looked at her with a glare, “Because for three years you picked him over me.” Y/N stood there in shock and stared at her with wide eyes. Luda shook her head and pushed Y/N’s hand off of her wrist, “I have always been there for you, Y/N. I always helped you with outfits for dates because in the back of my head I pretended you were going on dates with me. I was always there to pick up the broken pieces, pieces that were broken because of him. Y/N, what about me? You always went on breakfast dates with me and shit, even dinner. We even kissed in college...Did that mean nothing to you?”

Y/N shook her head and started crying again, “It made me so happy, Luda. I don’t want to lose you. Please.”

“I need to go Y/N...I’ll see you later.”

Y/N watched Luda leave and she shook her head at this. She opened her door and ran out to see Luda enter her car. Y/N started crying and tried to run up to her car but it was too late. She watched the car drive off and she fell down on the concrete with all the hope leaving her body. She started to sob to herself as she brought her knees to her chest, what was she going to do without Luda. Luda was everything to her and now she's gone...

Y/N sat at the park reading her textbook when she heard footsteps making her look up because she knew who it was, “Luda, you're late.”

“Sorry, I was turning in my paper.”

Y/N smiled at her and closed her textbook, putting it to the side as Luda sat next to her. The tension between them was awkward until Luda let out a small cough, “Are we going to talk about last night?”

“I was going to ask you that...”

The two glanced at each other and then immediately looked away in nervousness. The night before, Y/N and Luda went out to a party that was being held at Luda’s friend's frat house. The two were excited because it was their first college party. The moment they entered, they started drinking. They had so many solo cups that even the frat boys were impressed by them.

The two sat outside alone and they looked up at the sky with drunken eyes. When they looked back down, they both leaned forward and gave each other a firm kiss before Y/N passed out in Luda’s arms. The two only made it back to their dorm because of Luda’s friend and she was grateful for him.

The two stared at each other and Luda let out a small laugh, “Was it a good kiss?”

“It was...Luda I don’t know. What do you want to do with this?”

Luda raised an eyebrow and looked at her confused, “What do you mean?”

“My parents would never let me be with a girl.”

Luda frowned at this and nodded her head, “It was a drunk kiss...that's all...”

Y/N sat on the bed and continued to stare at the wall with her swollen eyes. She glanced at her phone and realized it's only been an hour since Hoseok broke up with her. An hour and she was more upset that Luda left her. She grabbed her phone and dialed Hoseok’s number. When she heard her name on the other side she shook her head, “Hoseok, I wish you the best. I truly do and I don’t have any grudges. Thank you for giving me three years of this relationship, I think this is what I needed. Bye.”

Before he could say anything she ended the call but it didn’t make her feel any better like she thought it would.

A week has passed and finally blocked Hoseok’s number. It was ridiculous, he was the one that broke up with her and he was the one that called and texted her. She still hasn't heard from Luda and this broke her heart even more. Today though, she was going to face Luda. Today was her parents' anniversary at the family home and like every year, Luda was invited. Y/N still hasn't told them that she was single and honestly, she wasn’t planning on doing that.

She dressed herself in a simple pink dress and sat at the table with her sister and brother-in-law. She took a sip of her water as her sister leaned towards her with a smug look, making her feel annoyed, “Where’s your famous boyfriend? It’s been three years and you still haven’t gotten a ring.”

“It’s been almost four years that you’ve been married but you're living with omma and appa. Where's your house, Kayla?”

Kayla scoffed at this and leaned away with her arms crossed, “At least I got married.”

Y/N glanced between her sister and her brother-in-law who was flirting with the event planner, “You seem really happy in that marriage of yours. Now, I’m going to leave.”

Y/N stood up and walked away from her sister's glare. She walked inside her house and was going to head inside the kitchen when she heard her parents' hushed voices.

“I can’t believe you cheated on me, again.”

“Harin, get over it. I ended the relationship a month ago.”

She heard a deep sigh and then what sounded like a glass leaving the counter, “I only married you to please my parents.”

“I only married you because your father threatened me.”

Y/N eyes widened at this and walked away before she heard anymore. She walked up to her old room and quietly closed the door. She sat on the bed with her knees to her chest as she stared at her wall. Everyone in her family has a failed marriage she bet. After hearing from her parents and then witnessing her sister’s husband, what was the point of the tradition of marrying your first partner? All it did was give pressure to both parties.

She heard the door open and she looked and her eyes widened to see Luda in a light blue dress giving her a small smile, “Hey.”

“Hey.”

They both stared at each other before Luda made her way to sit on the edge of the bed. Luda looked down at the carpet before meeting Y/N’s eyes, “You seem like you got stuff on your mind...”

“Luda, I’m sorry. You were right. Everything I did was for my parents and my family...I’m sorry.”

Luda nodded her head and pushed some hair behind Y/N’s ear and they both stared at each other, “I’m glad you can see that, Y/N. Want to ditch this party and go get muffins?”

“I would love too...”

She walked out of the house with Luda by her side and eyes widened when saw a familiar figure, “Hoseok?”

He turned his head towards her and ran up to her, grabbing her hands in the process. Luda looked between the two with a raised eyebrow but continued to stand there, not saying a word. Y/N gave him a confused look and gently moved his hands out of hers, “What are you doing here?”

“I knew it was your parents anniversary and I wanted-”

“Hoseok, we are not together anymore. You can’t just show up.”

“I know but-”

“Y/N, you're not with Hoseok anymore? Why? What did you do?”

Y/N’s head whipped around to see her parents standing there giving her a disapproving look as her sister gave her an evil smirk. Y/N continued to stare at her parents with wide eyes until her father looked between Hoseok and her, “Are you guys going to get back together?”

“No...we're not.” Hoseok looked at Y/N with wide eyes but she never met his gaze. Y/N scoffed at her parents and shook her head at her family, “All this time, I thought there was something wrong with me but in reality this whole family is fucked up.”

“What did you just say-”

“THIS WHOLE FAMILY IS FUCKED UP! The fact that your forcing marriage onto your kids is fucked up but not only that, setting up a weird standard. You don’t have to marry your first partner or love. It should be the person you can see a future with no matter what-” She glanced at Luda and gave her quick smile and then back at her parents with a hard glare, “You told me I have to be with a man to continue our tradition and honestly, that’s so stupid. I’M GAY! And I don’t care if you don’t like it because all of you have horrible marriages and lives. I will not continue that. Hoseok, I hope you have fun at the party. Goodbye.”

She turned around and grabbed Luda’s hand leaving everyone there shocked at her outburst. Luda let out a small laugh when they entered her car and she glanced at Y/N, “That was new for you.”

“Yeah...it was.. It felt good.”

“I’m proud of you.”

“Thank you. I deserve a fucking muffin.”

May 1, 2022

“Do you want to continue what we talked about from last week?”

Y/N took a sip of her water and nodded her head slowly at the doctor, “Is that okay?”

“Of course, these sessions are for you. We can talk about whatever you want.”

“I think you do know why, Y/N.”

Y/N nodded her head and gave her therapist a smile, “I do know why...”

“How about you say it out loud.”

“I’m…I’m gay...but I’m not ready to go into a relationship...I don’t want Luda waiting for me because I’m not ready. its not fair to her.”

Her therapist smiled at her and quickly took a sip of her coffee, “From what you told me about Luda, it seems like she would do anything for you. Don’t think of it as unfair for her, think of it as a time you're giving yourself to love her, truly.”

She nodded her head at this and smiled to herself, “It felt good saying that out loud...that I’m...that I’m gay.”

“Acceptance is the first step and it's the biggest step you could ever take.”

Y/N nodded her head at this and smiled to herself. For the first time in a while she could finally say to herself that everything was going to be okay. She may have loved Hoseok back then but it wasn’t real love, it was a facade that she forced on herself. Everything about that relationship was fake and now she had to move on, for herself. It was time to live her life the way she wanted, with no restrictions. She deserves that much.

And I don't wanna feel, I don't wanna feel hollow. Chasin' you and me, chasin' all of these shadows. This ain't a heartbreak anthem. I don't care what happened, But I ain't got no time to dwell on it.

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bubbah26 · 2 years ago

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I am SHAAAAKING in anger right now...like wtf was that episode. It doesn't make sense, none of it. I know we still have 3 episodes left BUT, episode 13 felt like such a slap in the face.

The miscommunication between jun-ho and youngwoo. It was just...left.

The forced 'blossoming relationship' between su-yeon and minwoo (which I REBUKE,my queen deserves better)

Don't even get me started on my king attorney Jung, I hate that they're putting him through pain.

Get ready, cause this is me ranting and it's gonna be long!

Junho and Youngwoo

Clearly, Junho was still a little upset at Youngwoo because of the whole 'we never said we were dating so we're not dating' convo that happened in ep 12, and I was full on expecting them to hash it out and come to some kind of resolve,but that just didn't happen. Instead we were slapped with a 2 second mention of what happened and then Youngwoo got hit with an inlaw meet up, like wtf. I had to replay the scene again just in case I missed anything. I would say that he is still just in love with her as ever, but something about they're relationship feels strange now, and there is soooo much that doesn't make sense like, Junho is such a great guy, and through the first half of this show I kept thinking 'wow, so he comes from a family that accepts people for who they are and are non-judgemental, how brilliant' and then we meet his sister, who passes judgement and prejudice, she didn't even get to know Youngwoo properly, she just took one look at her and already had it in her mind that she couldn't make junho happy. And that thing she said about how their parents would faint if they found out about her,it had my heart squeezing with anxiety and sadness and I felt soooo bad for our Youngwoo. I am still trying to be optimistic about our whale couple, and I get that there will be challenges in this relationship like the writer said there will be, but with only 3 episodes left, I don't know how things are gonna turn out, especially when they had the chance (multiple chances) to clear the air this episode and blatantly chose not too.

2. Choi Suyeon and Kwon Minwoo romance plot

NO!! ok NOOOO!!! Look, that moment he had with his surprised Pikachu face in ep 9 is something I can look past because let's be real, we all reacted the same way, even Youngwoo turned half lesbian when she saw her but this...this is just not ok. I would've been good with it had Minwoo had his redemption arc in earlier episodes, but it just feels too rushed and sloppy now. What!? We're supposed to sympathize with him all of a sudden because his parents have health problems and he's got too be the breadwinner for his family? like, it sucks that his parents are unwell, but that still doesn't excuse the behaviour he has displayed towards Youngwoo and the things he is still ACTIVELY trying to do. And they wanna throw Su Yeon in the middle of it? Our girl has been through enough!! I won't say anymore about this other than I hope this is just a subplot where Suyeon finds out about what he plans to do and derails his plans. Extra points if Geurami somehow finds out also and they stomp him together, bit of a reach but, if the latest episode has taught us anything, it's to expect the unexpected.

3. Attorney Jung

It was touching albeit heartbreaking to see a glimpse of his married life, as soon as they got to that old noodle place and he started talking fondly about it, I knew there had to be something else, the smile he had on his face while explaining the noodles to everyone, it felt like warm familiarity. Even though his storyline is heavy with sadness and pain, I love how he fully embraced the trip to Jeju. Choosing to ride in the drop top with Geurami and hairy boss at the bafflement of his colleagues, telling everyone that he just wants to hang out with them and enjoy food and drinks, promptly slamming their laptops down and making a mess of Youngwoo's papers(that made me laugh out loud and fall in love with him even more😂) even though he knows this is still work, he's making the most and best of it, and I couldn't be happier for him. The end made me cry for obvious reasons, I'm sooo scared for him. Imma throw hands if anything tragic happens to him.

Anyways, those were my 3 major concerns. I know there's a lot more to unpack but my brain is still trying to recover atm😂

Sidenote: Geurami and hairy boss were the dopamine we all needed to make it through.

And thank you for coming to my Ted talk😊

#extraordinary attorney woo #i'm on the verge of tears #please dont let anything worse happen to my babies😭

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yoongsisbae · 4 years ago

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Handshakes of a Lifetime - Chapter 3

Whoa chapter two has over 100 notes, I can't believe it! I'm so happy, thank you. This chapter ended up being longer that the first two combined, I think because I am actively trying to remember things rather than writing off the cuff with JK's and Jimin’s handshakes, let me know if you like this writing style better, I still don’t know what I’m doing :D

BTS Soulmate AU / OT7 x Reader / Hoseok x Reader in this chapter.

Trigger warnings: death, car accident, paralyzed characters, drug use and alcohol use and oral sex you know just normal college things. Angst - imagine quirky highschool/college au...FULL OF PAIN.

Word count: 5.9k

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You stand in front of Jung Hoseok, who radiates every bit of sunshine and cheerfulness you’ve only experienced from computer screens. His eyes look a bit worried but he easily masks it behind his bright smile. He gives you a playful shrug of his shoulders making a friendly sound waiting for you to grasp his hand.

You pause, as crazy as it sounds, now you’re not so sure you want to grab his hand.

But you have a special place in your heart for J-hope, it still bothers you to this day how fans used to ignore him and make him feel anything less than the magnificent human being he is deserving of all the love in the world. So gathering up what's left of your nerve you grab his hand firmly.

Hoseok’s grip on your hand is comforting as he leads you away from the playground. You sniffle, keeping your head down. Your bully, who sits in the sand holding a growing black eye stares at the two of you walking away.

“What’s your name?” Hoseok asks. “Y/n,” you whimper.

He looks over his shoulder and yells, “And if you touch my friend y/n again, I’ll punch you in the other eye!” The two of you keep walking together, he doesn’t let go.

You sit with Hoseok’s parents in the waiting room of a hospital. Your face feels tight with dried tears. The moment you heard of Hoseok’s accident you came. The doctors begin to explain to his parents that although the surgery was successful, he most likely will never walk again. You watch as his mother breaks down in her husband’s arms. Your own body shakes as you hold in your tears.

You're waiting outside the building where Hoseok has his support group meeting once every month. You look at your watch for the time and frown, he’s thirty minutes late. It’s a school night and you’re going to miss curfew if you have to wait any longer. Balancing between the balls and soles of your feet, you think on what to do and decide to go inside. When you peek your head into the meeting room, the participants are dispersed in groups making idle chit chat as the group conversation comes to an end.

You step in and stand next to a table littered with pastries and coffee, taking the opportunity to steal a donut. An older man and woman make their way to you, the man whom you notice has a larger, more cushioned wheelchair than the one that you’re so used to seeing Hoseok use. The three of you exchange greetings.

“Are you his sister?” The two of them make eye contact and laugh. You backtrack quickly, “Oh sorry, friends? Caretaker-”

“No, he’s my husband.” The woman runs her fingers through the man’s hair affectionately, he closes his eyes enjoying the feeling.

Your eyes go wide. “I’m so sorry!” You feel like an idiot. “I didn’t mean to assume-” You watch the way they look at each other like the only two people in the world, of course they would be together, you think.

“It’s alright, I get it all the time.” The woman hushes you, not seeming to be bothered in the slightest. “People aren’t used to our kind of relationship, you know...they can’t see all the things he does that made me fall in love with him, only the thing’s he can’t do...” She grips her husband’s hand, and even though the man can’t feel it, the gesture warms his heart.

Your best friend’s face flashes through your mind. You sour at the idea that someone wouldn’t appreciate Hoseok over something he has no control over.

“Everyone deserves a chance at love. Those people...are so shallow” You think out loud, “What’s love to them anyways? People’s bodies change all the time. You don’t fall in love with someone because they have perfect hair, or straight teeth, or clear skin-” You realize you’re ranting, but you can’t stop yourself. “People get old and grow wrinkles, gain weight...and break bones...does that mean no one should love them anymore?” You stew in anger.

You see Hoseok making his way to you, already offering his apologies. “Sorry! The meeting started late tonight-”

“Oh, so this is the famous y/n! I get it now. This boy never stops talking about you.” The man chides. You feel your face go hot, and Hoseok starts stuttering a retort. “T-That’s only because she’s always around me, I can’t get rid of her!”

You bring a hand to your chest like you've been shot, affronted.

“So bold of you to say that of your ride out of here, buddy.”

Hoseok is already making his way to the door, wanting to get out of the situation. “Yeah yeah, let’s go.”

You pull up to his parents house, jump out of the driver’s seat and circle your car, grabbing his chair out of your cargo and head to the passenger’s side. The two of you work together in comfortable silence, an old practiced routine you’ve both perfected to maximum efficiency. Though the van you received on your 15th birthday doesn’t give you any cool points, it was a no-brainer for you when your parents asked you what kind of car you had wanted.

You make sure he gets to the front of his door and you scream from your car window.

“Hey!” Hoseok spins around.

“What!” he yells back.

You shoot him your best most saccharine smile and put your hands above your head in a giant heart. “I love you!”

Hoseok rolls his eyes, “Me too!” giving you a big wave to shoo you away.

Your chuckle, sighing as you put the car into drive. You’re used to it by now, he never says I love you back, since the two of you were kids. You wish at least once you could hear him say it, if he did, you’d replay those words over and over in your mind for all the moments with him you held in your heart until you were satisfied.

The two of you stare at the broken elevator sign. Hoseok groans. “They need to fix that already, how many times do I have to complain to HR?” Hoseok curses under his breath. You hum in agreement as the two of you make your way to the back of the building to another much older service elevator, but you really don’t mind the extra time you get to spend with him.

The elevator dings to the top floor of the radio room. Your best friend has become a pretty popular DJ. His bright personality and smooth voice are a ‘killer combo’ as they say. And he was able to get you a part time job as an office assistant. You start organizing disks while watching Hoseok work, admiring how focused he is in his element, how he charms his callers. You catch his eye as he keys up the next track and you stick out your tongue at him. He gives you a dazzling smile.

When you first went with Hoseok to physical therapy you had to bite back tears watching him fail again and again to retrain his muscles. You would choke your own sobs down hearing him cry in frustration. Now the grown man before you excels, he’s building muscle on his once lean frame. He laughs and jokes with his trainer, bringing encouragement to others healing themselves. You try to distract yourself from his beaming presence, but you can’t help but stare.

A nurse sits down next to you bumping you with her hip to get your attention. She feels like a sister now, the amount of times you two have spent together while you wait for Hoseok.

“How’s your boyfriend today?” the nurse asks you.

“Ugh can you stop calling him that? You know he’s not!”

“Uh huh, could have fooled me.” She’s eyeing you up and down, making you feel self conscious, did she notice your stares?

“We’ve just known each other for forever, that’s all. You know-”

“-I know! So you’re telling me, the two of you-” she says motioning at you and then pointing at your best friend occupied on the pull up bars, “-have never, EVER, done anything, ever?” She places her chin on the back of her hand and stares at you like you're a bear caught in a trap.

The awkward silence grows making you more and more uncomfortable.

“Well..” The ceiling suddenly becomes the most interesting in the world. “I mean, there was this one time back in college.”

“Haha what!” She sounds absolutely scandalized. “I was kidding, but please tell me more!” You cover your face in embarrassment.

“It was barely anything,” you look around before you say your next thought, “We were high, okay?” She looks like she doesn’t believe you. “I literally grew up with him, he treats me like a sister.”

“I don’t think you’re supposed to have sex with your sister even just once.”

“Ew! Fine, we’re like really close distant cousins. Like where one of us is adopted. The other is from a previous marriage, and their mom married into the family, and-”

“Okay, Alabama!” She cuts off your rambling. You glare at the nurse. Hoseok is coming over to you now, you clumsily gather your things and run up to meet him, steering a confused Hoseok in the other direction and away from the nurse you don’t trust to not embarrass you even further.

You sit on the steps of a fraternity house mindlessly counting the stars when you hear an all too familiar buzzing and sound of wheels dragging along the pavement.

“What’re you doin’ here?”

“You called me, dummy.” Hoseok retorts.

“Nooooooo,” you yell back, the alcohol cursing through you is muddling your sense pitch. “I called Amy!”

“Does your friend Amy normally sound like a man?”

“But why you are here?” your slur as your head lolls to the side.

Hoseok feels the heat rise in his face at your question. Why is he here? He could have called a mutual friend to come get you instead. Someone more capable than him. The thought makes his chest tighten. No, the mere thought of someone else seeing you so vulnerable and rescuing you from your own drunkenness instead of him is what brought him out of bed at 2 in the morning.

“I just had to see for myself how drunk you are!”

“I’m not drink! I mean, I’m not drankin'.” Hoseok gives you a boisterous laugh. Why is your best friend so hot?

“My dorm is only five minutes away, you can crash there. Get up!”

“I’m not drunk!” You whine.

“Why do you have a loaf of bread in your lap?”

You look down at the plastic bag full of bread and suddenly remember! “Oh! I found it in their kitchen...I wanted to feed the ducks.” You look up at him like it’s the most obvious answer in the world.

“Uh, okay. Well get on,” he motions to his lap. You balk, “Get on WHAT?!”

“ON MY LAP, YOU IDIOT. How else am I going to get you home?”

You stare directly at his crotch. Peach schnapps took away your shame a while ago. Hoseok tries not to think about the way you’re biting your lip.

“I can walk.”

“Let me see.”

You steady yourself, take a step down and feel the world turn over on itself. You groan, “Wait! Give me a minute!”

You sit sideways on Hoseok’s lap bobbing up and down a little too much for his sanity. Your arm is draped over his neck, you grab at his chin awkwardly moving his head up and down trying to get him to sing with you. He can’t help but find your happiness infectious. “...you are my sunshine, my only sunshine…” you both sing off key.

Hoseok is resting his arm over your legs, fingertips graze the skin of your calves while he pushes the mechanical knob accelerating his wheelchair. As you two travel down the pavement, you have taken to balling up slices of bread and chucking them at poor unsuspecting college students that cross your path.

They turn to the two of you, ready to start a confrontation, and see Hoseok and their expression changes to one you're all too familiar with when being in Hoseok’s presence. They annoy you. You throw even more bread at them while Hoseok mumbles his sorrys, fruitlessly trying to stop you. You’re laughing like a woman possessed.

When you stumble off his lap into the comfort of his dorm room, you’re already pulling off your dress unceremoniously before he can tell you to wait. Hoseok watches you silently as you rummage in the corners of his drawers, finding an old pair of your pajamas. He steadies his breathing so you don’t notice him, stealing glances at your exposed skin. Yawning, you jump on his bed and snuggle into his pillow, content with breathing in his scent.

You lift your head to look at him. “Do you need help?”

He gives you a pointed look, and scoffs, “I got it, don’t worry.”

At his words you turn your back to him and wait patiently until you feel his bed dip as he settles himself beside you. Turning back around you snuggle into Hoseok’s side, his comforting smell lulling you to sleep. There was no place you’d rather be than next to him right now.

“I love you,” you murmur into his shoulder.

“Me too.” Hoseok whispers into the top of your hair.

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You take a bite of your double cheeseburger and extend your arm. placing the burger in front of your best friend’s waiting mouth. Hoseok takes a bite so big it prompts you to hit him on the head. He laughs and motions his head to the soda by your side and you lift the straw up to his mouth, his cheeks suck in so much liquid you’re sure half your drink is gone and you feel like hitting him again. Instead, you dunk a fry in ketchup and purposely miss his mouth. “Yah! You ass.” You laugh together as you wipe the ketchup off his cheek with your thumb and pop it in your mouth.

You sit listening to Hoseok voice his troubles as you both talk about your undecided futures. His parents worry about sending him off to college now, he says bitterly. He has gotten motor function in his arms, but it's still hard for him to grip things. He says they want to get him a caretaker.

At his words an idea pops into your mind, “I can be your caretaker!”

“What! Are you insane? You can barely take care of yourself,” he laughs.

“I’m always with you anyways! Do you really want a stranger taking care of you? We were planning on going to the same college anyways, it would be perfect!” You clasp your hands together. What could go wrong?

“I don’t think you understand what you’d be signing up for.” Hoseok counters.

“I could TOTALLY do it.” Hoseok looks at you carefully. Your idea is absolutely crazy, and something only you would come up with. Hoseok lets his mind wander through the possibilities, it scares him because he does want to choose you, but not in this way. It stings his heart to think that the only way he could get closer to you is through such an arrangement. Waves of inadequacy course through him, he was the one supposed to be taking care of you. No, he likes you as you are now, the way you look at him for approval, reminds him of the girl who’d come to him crying, to the days when he could still wipe away your tears.

“You know, I heard caretakers are supposed to give you sponge baths.” Your eyes go wide at his words.

“I could do that.” You look at the ground and pull at the flare of your bell bottoms.

“Ahh I didn’t know you’d be so eager to undress me.” He wiggles his eyebrows at you teasingly.

“Ew! And it’s not like I haven’t seen it all before.” It’s true, he thinks, you’ve seen him at his worst, bared through all the ugliness of his recovery and remained his loyal and closest friend.

“Sorry, but I think they want an actual professional.”

You pause, “What if I become a professional?”

“What do you mean?”

“The university has a nursing program…” Hoseok watches the way your eyes brighten as you already start to formulate together the pieces of your master plan.

“Now you’ve really lost it!” You give him a whine and shake your body like a child throwing a tantrum. He relents, “If you actually become a nurse, actually make it through nursing school, then sure, you can become my caretaker.”

“Okay!”

You look up from your math homework. Among the painful monotony of clinical buzzes and beeps you had noticed the growing labored breaths of your best friend.

Hoseok stares down at his broken and bruised body. He feels like a prisoner, his legs confined in wires and metal. His last moments were a blur to him, tire screeches and bones crunching and the sirens of an ambulance.

You can hear his accelerating heartbeat on the hospital monitor. You speak softly, “Do you want me to get a nurse?”

“Leave.” Hoseok’s trying to hold in his tears. When you grab his hand, the faint foreign sensation brings another bout of anger upon him. Hoseok speaks harshly at you, wanting to push you away, save you from having to deal with his shattered spirit.

You don’t let go of him, instead you sit as still as a mouse, quietly waiting as he cries and throws all his anger and pain your way.

You don’t leave when he tells you to, or when he calls you obscenities. You just let your tears fall silently, crying with him.

Hoseok tries to steady his breathing, he stops resisting the calmness of your presence.

“Can you help me with question 8?” you hiccup. He can’t believe you, hollowly laughing through his tears. He closes his eyes, biting his bottom lip, the pain grounds him. “Read it to me.”

You lift the joint over your head to hand it over to Hobi. He leans forward in his wheelchair to grab it out of your hand, your fingers momentarily brushing together. You stretch and put your elbows on the tops of his knees, you’re sitting on the floor in between the legs of his wheelchair.

“Can I ask you something?” you start.

“Shoot.”

“Does it work?”

You wait for his answer as you listen to the groove of music that plays quietly on his record player.

“How high are you?”

You snort. “Have you had sex before?”

Hoseok takes another drag and blows the smoke out slowly. “Hmm yes, but as charming as I am, not many women see me in that kind of way, you know. I don’t get many opportunities.”

“Oh,” You lean your head back, the fabric of his chair digs into the back of your neck as you take in his face. His glowing honey skin, his sharp jawline, your best friend is hot. You don’t feel bad for him, you feel bad for all the women who look past him.

“It does work,” he smirks down at you, “for the record.”

“So how do you...uhhh.”

He looks down at his weak arms, “I’ve tried before, to uhh-but it’s umm, not easy...to finish.”

“I could...help?”

Hoseok laughs at you. “You’re offering to give me a handjob.” He says the words slowly, making sure he understood you correctly.

“Yeah, why not?” You turn your torso around, cross your arms on one of his knees and lean your chin into him, the action making his legs open slightly wider. He lets out a slow breath, realizing the intimacy of your position. He was always so used to you in his personal space, he never thought twice about your touch, now that’s all he’s thinking about.

You continue, “I mean,” You let your eyes wander to the corners of his dorm room, “it would be beneficial for both of us.” He quirks his eyebrow at you.

“And how is you giving me a handjob beneficial to you?”

You huff. “I just feel so inexperienced, I thought college would be different. I’ve never even…” You try not to go off in a rant. “I just feel like everybody is having crazy mind blowing sex except for us! So, I can, uhh practice…and well...you’re telling me you're opposed to getting a free hand job?”

Hoseok looks down at the way your miniskirt hitches up your thighs, your cleavage on display to him at his angle. Dragging his eyes down your body, Hoseok takes in your feminine curves, your glassy eyes full of want, want for him, and he knows he would forever regret denying you even if finally learning the sounds of you in pleasure tortures him for the rest of his existence.

He makes up his mind and hands you back the joint after another long puff, “Okay.”

You beam at him.

You take another quick hit before putting what’s left away. Hoseok watches you shuffle in between his legs. “What should I-do you want me to-” your hands hover over his belt.

When you look into Hoseok’s eyes you notice the shift in his demeanor. His pupils are blown dark in his intoxication and surging desire. “Do you want me to help you, baby, do you want me to tell you what to do?”

You clench your thighs together, you’ve seen so many different sides of Hoseok, but never such a quiet intensity. You can only nod up at him, shrinking under his intense gaze. His tongue runs along the inside of his lower lip as he watches you. “Go ahead.”

His eyes burn through your skin as you pull his belt from the loops of his pants and undo his buttons. You pull out his hardening length and start working your hands over him. Hoseok closes his eyes and throws his head back, the picture of you on your knees for him too much for him to handle. “Yes baby, just like that.”

Your own arousal ignites inside of you as you listen to him moan in pleasure at your actions.

“Your mouth. Fuck I want to feel it.” You immediately wrap your lips around the head of his cock at his words, the taste of him making you ache between your legs.

“Touch yourself.” Hoseok’s tone is low and commanding.

You suck him into your mouth as your hands travel to the ground. Pulling off your underwear hastily, you bring a hand to your center.

“Good girl.”

You rock into your hand at his praises, your skin prickles with heat and desire. “Keep playing with yourself, imagine it’s me playing with your pretty pussy.” You imagine Hoseok’s fingers inside you, pumping into you. You whimper around his length and he moans loudly from the vibrations.

“You look so sexy right now, baby. Fuck keep going.”

You move up and down his length more vigorously, lost in pleasure. Hoseok's groans and pants spur your fingers on as you bring yourself closer and closer to release. You push yourself down his length, letting every inch of him penetrate your throat. The flames of your arousal consume you, his low whispers of encouragement wind you up tighter than you’ve ever been before. You feel like you're burning from the inside out. Fire reaches your core and explodes.

Hoseok watches you shudder and gasp around him. He’s trying so hard to draw out the moment, keep you to him longer, but his resolve slips away at the sight of your fucked out face buried in his lap. Your messy hair, smudged makeup on your tear streaked face, god, he wants to do so many things to you that he knows he can’t. “Stop!”

You whine against his hardness, breathing through your nose.

“Let me taste you.” he rasps out through harsh breaths.

Hoseok tries to hold himself together as you let your wet tongue run up his length as you remove yourself from him. You let your body drag up his, bringing your face so close to his you can feel the warmth of his breath against your cheeks. You drag your fingers over the smooth skin of his lips, enjoying how he groans for you, and push your fingers into his opening mouth, shuddering as he works his wet muscle around your fingers. You can feel yourself gush with wetness from his actions. God, all the things you want to do to him, but you don’t even have the courage to kiss him.

“Fuck. In my lap. Now.” You move your shaky legs over him, straddle him as best you can in the confines of his chair. Hoseok buries his head in between your breasts, marking any place he finds skin. You help him undo the buttons of your blouse, hold him close as he bites and sucks every inch of your neck.

You want him closer, you need him closer. Your actions betray your thoughts as you pull away from him. Hoseok’s eyes give you the briefest pause of trepidation. Your forehead meets his as you try to steady the turbulence in your heart. You want him to kiss you.

Burying your thoughts back into the deep recesses of your heart you reach between the two of you. You grip him again, bringing the tip of his member to your center, and you rut into his erection, letting your oversensitivity unravel into intensifying pleasure. Gasps escape your lips as you press against him, letting him slide between your folds, your wetness coating his member and making a mess of you both. Your noses bump together as Hoseok lets go under you, panting into your open mouth.

“I’m so close. Fuck, you feel so good baby. Are you close too? Can you come again for me?” You chase your high with him, rolling your hips against the base of his dick while your hands pull out his release. You love the way he groans for you, stares at your body, closes his eyes and hisses in pleasure at your ministrations.

You curl your fingers into the hair at the base of his neck and throw your head back, you feel his release hit your thighs as you reach your own high. His own sensitivity becomes overwhelming as he watches you lose yourself in the heat of your bodies, the roughness of his moans, the dirty words he uses to tip you over the edge.

You lie your head on his shoulder as you catch your breath. Hoseok holds you to him loosely. You sit there in his arms, the lines you crossed weighing heavily on your mind. You can’t believe you just did that. Now what. “Now what?”

Hoseok chuckles lightly and gives your forehead a quick kiss as he tries to steady his own breathing. He doesn’t know what to tell you.

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“Oh, you look nice.” Hoseok teases. “What’s the occasion?”

“I have a date!” he watches as you run around the apartment, looking for your coat.

“Oh.” Hoseok deflates. “Exciting!” He tries his best to sound supportive.

“Yeah, you remember that pianist you interviewed last week? He’s taking me to that new fancy pants restaurant that just opened in town.” Although, It’s not your usual style (you would much rather get tacos at the local taqueria stand) your date was so sweet when he asked you to join him, you didn't have the heart to refuse him.

“Hey, before you go, can you help me make brownies?” Hoseok is already in the kitchen, pulling eggs from the fridge.

“Right now? Can we do it after I get back?” You’re grabbing the only pair of heels you own from the hall closet. Hoseok looks at you like he wants to tell you something, but then decides against it. “Fine, I’ll do it myself, but don’t blame me if I burn the house down.”

You stumble on one heel remembering you left your purse in your room, “Ahh just wait until I get home please! I’ll skip dessert!” You yell as you run to the bathroom to grab your lipstick.

“Who says I’m saving you any.” You peak out the bathroom door to give him your best puppy dog eyes.

Hoseok scoffs, he looks for a mixing bowl, wondering if he even had the correct ingredients for the brownies he hadn’t planned on making.

You walk into the kitchen putting on your other heel. “You’re not on fire, are you?” You tease.

“No, but I am hot.”

You giggle, “Well, I can’t argue with that!” Hoseok watches as you adjust your coat and struggle to buckle the straps of your shoes.

“Here sit down, I’ll help.” You take a seat at the kitchen counter as he moves closer to you. You lift your leg into his lap, feeling shy from his attention. You stay silent as he grabs your calf and runs his hand down the length of your leg until he meets your shoe. You sit patiently as his fingers work to buckle the strap around your ankle. It’s okay, you’ll be late.

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You walk back to work with the tacos you bought for you and Hoseok. When you get closer you notice a large crowd forming outside the radio station. You notice some of them are your colleagues.

“What’s going on?”

“There’s a fire in the building.”

“What?” Your attention moves to the station building. Dark clouds of smoke billow out from the 3rd floor and reach all the way to the top floor. No.

You look around the faces in the crowd and you start to panic. The front elevator was still broken, and you don’t see him. You feel your world go still. The concerns of your colleagues go unheard by you, because you don’t see him, you don’t see him, and you just feel it, the wrongness you need to correct as cold dread seeps into you, because Hoseok is not there.

You heave yourself up each flight of stairs, as fast as your legs can carry you. When you reach the top floor you grab the hot door handle and yank it open, smoke rushes out all at once making you drop to the floor. Choking on the hot air around you, you crawl on your hands and knees to search for him. Bright red flames cut through the blanket of black smoke, you crawl away from years of memories burning into ash.

You hope you don’t find him, you hope your best friend has made it out of the building already and is safe outside. When you run into the metal of his empty wheelchair, you start screaming.

You hear someone yell back over the ringing of the fire alarm and roaring fire.

And that’s when you see him, your best friend sitting under an open window, drenched in sweat, pain and fear etched upon his features. He notices you and looks back with scared wide eyes.

“What are you doing here? Leave!” Hoseok calls out to you desperately.

You crawl to him faster, “No! I’m not leaving you.” You grab onto his shoulders to make sure he’s real and tears well up in your eyes when your worst fears are confirmed.

Hoseok grabs your face in his hands and shakes you, “You’re going to die. GO!”

“I’m not leaving you!” You cling to him.

He holds you to him, protecting you from the heat. Hoseok hits his head against the wall in frustration. He had been too lost in the music filling his headphones to notice the unfolding emergency until it was too late, with only one of three exits at his disposal, confined to the height of his chair, breathing in smoke pulled oxygen from his lungs and slowed his movements.

This is all his fault, he thinks, he only wanted to see you one more time. That’s why once he realized he wouldn’t be able to leave, he crawled to the window, in hopes to see your face in the crowd below. If he had known it would be like this, he never would have wished to see you one last time.

You hold each other crying in each other's arms. You feel the heat from the fire closing in on you.

Your throat burns with ash. Fire crackles around you. “Thank you.”

“For what” Hoseok coughs out.

“For protecting me all these years.” Hoseok is shaking his head at your words, his eyes sting from the smoke and his own tears.

“I love you.”

He pulls you to him and kisses you with blazing intensity that rivals the fires licking around you. “I love you too.”

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It’s J-hope who recoils from your grasp, taking several steps back until he comes into contact with the wall of the meeting room. He puts his hands on his thighs to steady himself, his feet tingle like he’s been sitting cross legged for too long. His face feels hot like he's been slapped. When Jin reaches out to see what’s wrong, the presence of his hand on the rapper’s shoulder shakes him out of his stupor.

“Sorry, my fault!” Hoseok turns to one of the security guards who had started advancing on the scene, shooing him away.

You stand on shaky legs, your hands covering your face, not wanting to confront all the stares you are undoubtedly getting. Instead, you try to make sense of your muddled visions behind the darkness of your hands, reliving all at once the laughs, the tears, the pain, the love...

With your eyes covered, you don’t notice when Jungkook starts to advance towards you, or how Jimin grabs him back in place, giving him a side eye to the two excited teary eyed fans they need to attend to.

Jungkook presses his tongue to the corner of his mouth and tries to rein in the anger he’s feeling, wait, why is he angry? All he wants to do is get you in front of him again, question you, touch you again to prove himself right. Even if the moment lasted a mere breath, it felt like he lived an entire lifetime, and you, a girl he has never met before, was at the center of it.

Jungkook feels like he’s going to combust at any moment, trapped because he knows he can’t just go to you, and dread fills him at the thought of watching you leave before any of his questions can be answered.

“Sorry, sorry.” Hoseok’s words pull you from your cocoon. He reaches out to you, but you flinch and he flinches back in response.

You give him a weak smile, the look he gives you confirms it, you know whatever crazy hallucinations you're experiencing, you’re not the only one. You can’t decide if that makes everything better or much much worse.

Jin waits for you to move in front of him. Jin has kept half his attention on you from the first moment you entered. You looked so familiar he wondered if you had been at a previous fanmeet, trying to rack his mind on something you might have done to make your face so memorable to him. And then he watched as you jolted away from Jungkook and the subsequent odd reactions you had with his bandmates and now he didn’t know what to think. You looked like a frightened deer, he thought, and that’s the last thing he wanted one of his fans to feel.

“Hi, I’m Jin.” He tries to think of easy English phrases to say to you. “Nice to meet you. Are you okay?”

Whew I did not expect this chapter to be twice as long. Writing Hobi like this PAINED ME, but I like to think there’s something poetic in someone who lost the ability to walk becoming one of the best dancers in the world in his next life. Do you prefer longer chapters? Tell me what you think! Or tell me about your day, did this chapter make it better or worse? lol

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kpopinocorrect · 2 years ago

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Random Shit No One Asked For

Kwangya is my favorite thing SM has ever done. Say what you want about it I'm a Kwangya stan

Ive should win ROTY

If BTS doesn't get a Grammy this year I'm gonna sue

I've spent over $400 on kpop albums 🥲

2 years ago I would have told you seventeen has too many members. They're now my ult group

I have 7 different Tumblr accounts anyone who finds all 7 I will Venmo you $50usd (or the equivalent in your currency)

Bitches will walk around school in all black and looking depressed, meanwhile their headphones are blasting Boogie Woogie by Cravity. What's up I'm bitches

Lucas is hot

Garam is innocent

i feel like I wouldn't like Yeonjun if he went to my school. I definitely think I'd find him narcissistic and conceded.

Find me on Wattpad @ GeorgiaRose4747

And AO3 @ Shownusbebe

I've become friends with more people through kpop then I ever have in person

Got7 is better now than they were under JYP

I want gidle to sign with Pnation, but only if they keep releasing the same music that they've put out under Cube, because gidle's discography is flawless and we don't want that ruined.

I Stan a concerning number of disbanded groups: 2ne1, Girls Generation, Exid, Sistar, Nu'est, GFriend, Izone, Wanna One

Refund Sister is the best project group that's ever been created. (Except maybe Superm) and I'm sad they only got one damn song. (even if it was perfection. They deserved more)

Wonyoung and Yuna aren't pick me girls

I think the way Wonyoung eats is cute

If I ever met Garam in person I'd ask her to be my girlfriend.

I literally only watched Snowdrop for Jisoo but now I have an unhealthy obsession with Jung Haein.

Jisoo needs her solo

I'm waiting for the bp disbandment announcement. No I'm not looking forward to it. I just know it's coming soon.

My younger sister predicted Jae would leave Day6. She pointed at him in a picture and said, I dont think he likes them (about his bandmates) I think he's going to leave. (this was in 2020ish. I had been talking about Wonho and him leaving Monsta X a lot because I was missing him. And a few days later I had gotten a Day6 poster, and this conversation occured.

I auditioned for SM because I was bored

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aajjks · 2 months ago

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TC!JK “Yn.. before I go I just wanna ask you not upset about your sister’s sentence right? I will do it myself. I hope that you will forgive me for that.”

“Stop apologising. It hurts cause it's my sister but what she did is disgusting and she deserves it. I hate to say it but yes she deserves it.”

She watches Jungkook exit the room.

Dami was sitting on the ground with her head hung low when she saw a shadow approach her cell.

“Why did you poison your own sister?”

She looked up and it was the Prince.

“Your Highness, I did not do it. Please believe me.” she pleads for him to put his trust in her but Jungkook knows better than anyone and he despises her for what she did to everyone especially Yn.

She almost killed her.

“I would never kill her. I love my Yn.” at that Jungkook grips the bars tightly and snarls at her.

“Don't you dare take her name out of your filthy mouth.”

After that he tells her about what's going to happen to her and leaves.

Dami slides down the ground. Her life is over. She will die just like her parents in a few hours by none other than the man she liked.

She dreamt of a life with him but they don't mean anything now cause her life is ending.

She accepts her fate and waits for the clock to strike 4.

Yn was sleeping peacefully when Jungkook woke her up by stroking her hair lovingly.

She opens her eyes and he tells her that it's 3:25 am. He helps her get up and she goes to the bathroom to get freshen up and changes into the new clothes Jungkook got her.

“Ready?” he asks her and she nods her head. They start walking to the execution room.

The King is sitting on the throne and the rest of then are sitting in the benches. There is Dami standing in the middle of the room with her hands cuffed behind her.

Everyone is giving her hateful and disgusted looks. Some even throwing some curses and murmurs here and there.

Yn is sitting in the front with a blank expression on her face.

They all had to be there to see Dami's execution as ordered by the King. That's her punishment for her heinous crimes.

Jungkook is waiting for the king to nod his head so he can finally execute the psychotic woman.

And as soon as the king Jung-il nods his head jungkook does not waste a moment before taking out his sword and stabbing your sister straight in the heart.

He could’ve had her, but he just wanted to stab her in the heart because she doesn’t even have one.

Some people applaud and some gasp. He strikes her again and again until the drops of blood are staining his sword and face.

The sight is horrifying, but jungkook feels so alive in this moment, she didn’t confess the truth until she died, but what is the point now she’s probably burning in hell

She deserves that for poisoning you

Just then, The king gets up. And dami’s body falls to the floor, Jungkook frees his sword and stares proudly at the blood.

He did this for you and he hopes that you’re proud of him.

#ask: tc!jungkook #the psychos DEAD

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g12xxx · 2 years ago

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Extraordinary attorney woo EP13

- The case was meh

- My favourite trio Attorney Jung, Guerami and Min-Sik 😂😂😂😂 they were the best part of this episode

- Attorney Jung in this episode 🥲 I hope that he is not dying. He needs to be protected at all cost 😭

- Su yeon deserves better , come on!!!. I’m saying HELL TO THE NO!!! to Su yeon and Minwoo budding romance, I didn’t ask for this.

- Minwoo’s backstory , I know that we are supposed to care and understand him but for me personally I didn’t care and that didn’t justify his actions, It’s too late to redeem him for me and you only have 3 episodes left. This could have been done earlier. Is the truth going to be revealed on what he did ??

- Tae Sumi resigned as CEO 🤔

- Junho trying to be upset with Young woo failed 😂

Young woo hearing what Junho’s sister was saying was 💔. For her to say “ don’t tell our parents “ I hope he does and I hope that they are different and accepting of Young woo.

Next episode preview

Young woo is having doubts about her and junho. She thinks that she can’t make him happy.

“I don’t think you and I should date “😭💔

Like I said before no to Suyeon and Minwoo being together.

I think I saw in this preview young woo’s dad and junho talking outside ?

#extraordinary attorney woo #k drama netflix #k drama #park eun bin

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lubdubsworld · 4 years ago

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Insatiable ( Jungkook x OC) Chapter 2

Pairing : Jeon Jungkook x OC

Rating 18+

Genre : Vampire Au!!!! , DILF! Jungkook ! Bodyguard AU! Babysitter OC! Age difference!!! [ bet you’ve never seen all of this in one fic before? ]

[ Some notes : Born Vampires stop aging when they turn twenty five. Turned vampires stop aging when they’re turned. ]

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

“You alright?” Somi asked gently, watching me fling my backpack into the corner of the room with enough force to dislodge one of the wooden panels on the wall, the shelf crashing and bringing down the two potted plants on it. The sound of ceramic shattering made me wince, regret churning in my stomach.

“Yeah...yeah. Oh, God. I’m so sorry, Somi.. I broke your pots-”

“Never mind the pots...why do you look so upset? Have you been crying?” She demanded , reaching for me, hands curling around my wrists and drawing me into a hug and I swallowed, my throat dry and eyes swollen from all the tears that I’d wrung out of them.

Outside the room, Namjoon stood guard, at the door and I felt guilty remembering how the past three hours had gone.

After confronting Jungkook, I’d stormed off in righteous indignation and poor Namjoon had been forced to follow.

He had kept a discreet distance as I climbed to the tallest ridge on the roof, scaling the gables with ease and I knew he had been terrified at the prospect of me falling.

Immortal or not a three hundred foot drop to the ground would be something that would hurt.

And it was my bodyguard’s job to make sure I did not get hurt.

When he wasn’t busy fucking other women that is.

I gripped my sister harder, fingers curling into the fir of her coat as I tried to catch my bearing.

“Do you know Helena?” I whispered, pulling away to look at her. Somi’s face fell,eyes filling with sympathy.

“Oh, no. Was she here?” She asked gently, reaching out and cupping my cheeks and my lips wobbled.

“Why didn’t you warn me that he was in a relationship?” my voice shook and Somi shook her head.

“He’s not!! God, Helena doesn’t do relationships. Jungkook and her.... well, I’m not sure but they’re just fuck buddies..... barely that. You know she’s from the Kim clan right? Those bloodsuckers never settle for one partner. “ She muttered.

I stared at her.

“He called me a child and then told me he’ll tell dad if i try to make a move on him.” I whispered.

Somi flinched.

“Sera....”

“It was humiliating and painful and I don’t ever want to think about it, ever again.” I muttered.

She sighed.

“It’s not like you don’t have men dying for a glance from you, Sera. You forget that you’re literally the most beautiful woman in the clan. If he rejects you, you’re definitely not the one missing out in that equation.”

I nodded, misery seeping into me. My sob-fest on the roof hadn’t been wasted. I was angry at first but now, a sort of resigned acceptance had taken the place of my anger.

The look on Jungkook’s face had been too real, the emotion behind his rejection too potent for me to get over. I wasn’t sure I could change his mind.

Wasn’t even sure if I wanted to.

“Was he very hurtful ? You know, if you tell dad, he’ll hire someone else and-”

“No.” I said immediately. “ I won’t do that. It’s not his fault, it’s minge. I acted out like a...well a child to be honest. He doesn’t owe me anything and he’s always been obvious in his disinterest. I was just too blinded my own attraction to consider that it wasn’t reciprocated.” I grimaced.

God, I’d been an idiot and Jungkook’s words had knocked some good sense into my head. But I did care for him and his son and they needed this job. I wouldn’t put his job in jeopardy just because I didn’t get my way.

I was better than that.

“Alright... Dad wanted to meet you for breakfast tomorrow.... He sounded serious. Do you know what that’s about?”

I groaned, when I remembered the reason my dad wanted to see me these days.

“Dad wants me to start meeting men now. He thinks I’m old enough now that i’ve turned 21. He’s been badgering me for a whole entire month but I kept putting him off because of...well, because of Jungkook.” I admitted.

Somi looked worried.

“You want to ? If you don’t we can talk to dad and-”

“No-” I shook my head.” I’m just gonna agree.”

Somi looked surprised.

“Are you sure? Sera you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to-”

I smiled weakly.

“I’m not going to be allowed to stay single forever Somi. Especially not when the entirety of dad’s day is spent trying to chase suitors away from the door. Do you know the Count from Jeju Do...dude’s a whole seven centuries old and he looks like a toad. He apparently tried to ask about me and Dad’s been freaking out. “ I shuddered.

Somi laughed.

“ That’s what you get for being you. But dad’s right. Keeping you away from everyone is only inviting more interest. And we don’t want you to be with someone insufferable.” She ruffled my hair and I hugged her again sighing into her shoulders.

No I didn’t want to be with someone who just saw me as some kind of a possession to be owned. I wanted someone nice and kind. A handsome man who did the right thing . Someone who maybe, worked hard to give his kid a safe and protected life, someone who didn’t shun away from hard work and was a gentleman as well.

Someone like-

“Someone other than Jungkook.” Somi said gently reading my mind.

“I really liked him.” I whispered softly, feeling tears spring again.

God, I thought I was all out of tears for Jeon Jung Kook but apparently I was wrong.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I took extra care with my makeup the next morning, because my father usually had a ton of business meetings during his breakfast. I didn’t usually bother but , I was going to agree to his suggestions today and well, nothing wrong in delighting my father. And nothing made him happier than seeing me prance about with pretty feminine clothes .

My dad, for all his jovial cheerful air, loved his position as the head of the Hwang clan. And as his most prized possession , I was the apple of his eye. And while he didn’t treat me as an object or anything ( my dad loved me deeply and his affection was always evident. ) , there was no mistaking the fact that my dad enjoyed the power that came with being my guardian. Powerful men were willing to bend to his will, just for a chance to be with me.

I sound insufferable, don’t I?

Trust me I’m not.

The vampires that court me are usually assholes. Entitled, brain dead assholes . When I opened the door in the morning, dressed in a short summer dress and ready to meet my dad, I was surprised to see Jungkook standing guard outside. He straightened away from the wall where he was fiddling with his phone, his gaze flitting to me, eyes cold and blank.

I bowed lightly, not smiling.

“Mr. Jeon. I have a breakfast date with my father and then I’ll be heading to the cottage. I’m also meeting a friend of mine at the Art Museum in the evening so i’ll need the Mercedes brought around to pick me up maybe at 5.00PM.” I said briskly, glancing at him.

My face flamed red when I noticed his gaze, fixed steadily on my ass. I cleared my throat angrily and his eyes met mine, a slow lazy grin playing around his mouth.

“You look different.” He commented , shamelessly giving me another once over.

The nerve.

I swallowed, willing myself not to blush harder.

“I’m sure I don’t know what you mean.”

He chuckled.

“That dress barely covers your butt, angel. You sure you want to head to daddy dearest, dressed like that?” The way he said daddy made my skin heat up.

I felt my jaw come unhinged.

“That’s...that is none of your damn business.” I said shrilly.

He gave me another once over.

“Okay, then. If that’s what you’re into...fine. Let’s go.”

Gritting my teeth, i tried to keep my face neutral. I would not give him the satisfaction of knowing that he got to me. I would not.

I walked ahead of him , my fists clenched and my jaw tight and I felt incredibly upset because the day had barely begun and I was already wound tight. I was supposed to be relaxed and clear headed while talking to my father but Jeon Jungkook had muddled my brains as usual.

I took deep breaths, trying to calm myself down.

“Sera, wait.” His voice made me pause and I stopped, turning around to glare at him.

“What?” I snapped.

He sighed, deeply. I watched as he ran his hands through his hair, tongue pressing into his cheek the way it did when he was upset.

“About last night-”

I felt my pulse quicken.

“I don’t wanna talk about it!” I said quickly, turning back around to leave but his fingers came around my arm, gripping hard .

“Well tough luck. Because I do!” He said sharply.

I whimpered, pain blooming up my arm and he swore, loosening his grip.

“I keep forgetting you’re human.” He muttered, “ I’m sorry... I just... I wanted to apologize for how i handled things last night. I was twenty once and I should have been more understanding.”

I closed my eyes. Oh, God no. Please, please for the love of God, let me hate you in peace. Don’t apologize and make me fall in love all over again.

“Its fine.” I choked out. “ You were right. I was out of line.”

“You deserve better.” He said quickly, eyes flitting away from my face and I felt a sharp pang in my heart. God , this was agonizing.

“Jungkook-”

“It’s just that you’re...well you know who you are. You can’t be with ...someone like me and trust me you don’t want to be with someone like me either. I know its appealing, the whole illusion of stability. older man, has a kid, has his life together .....but that’s not all it means .” He gave me a tired smile.

I bit my lips, ot replying and he went on.

“ I have baggage, a shit ton of it and I would have to be especially cruel to unload something like that on a girl barely out of her teens. I’ve done shit I’m not proud of ,....but ruining your life, I’m gonna draw the line there.” He smiled , looking a whole decade younger and I closed my eyes.

I was back to square one, I thought miserably. He had my whole heart.

“ So we’re good right?” He prompted and I exhaled, giving him a smile.

“We’re good.”

“That’s good. Because my son loves you and I would rather we be friends. You’re just like a daughter to me. ” He touched my face gently, pulling away at once, the small contact leaving fire in its wake and I had to clench my fists .

A daughter?!! Is he out of his damned mind?

“Okay.”

“Let’s go then.”

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“Jungkook, please sit down. You’re like my son and I don’t want you hovering like you’re part of the backdrop. I’ve trusted you with my entire life.” My father beamed, pointing at me and i laughed.

Jungkook bowed respectfully, taking the chair next to me.

“How are you , my buttercup?” My father asked softly, fingers gripping mine and I smiled.

“I’m well, father. Do you like my dress?”

Next to me Jungkook coughed and I shot him a dirty look.

“It looks ravishing on you. The prettiest flower in my estate is my daughter, do you agree Jungkook?” My father prompted and I swallowed the smirk that threatened.

Poor Jungkook was going to learn that being my bodyguard meant singing my praises twenty four seven or at least anytime my father was in hearing distance.

“Uh..” Jungkook’s eyes flitted between the two of us, “ Yes sir. Your daughter is quite lovely.”

I beamed at him and he looked away quickly.

Coward.

Turning back to my dad I held my hand out.

“DAd, you wanted to see me about something?”

“Yes dearest. You know the Kim clan’s matriarch has been after me. Three of her great great great grandsons have come of age recently. And all three of them are set to take over some very lucrative businesses. They are good men and apparently they’re quite smitten with you. They say you know of them from school?”

I sighed.

“Do you know their names?” I prompted.

“Mingyu, Minjae and Yugyeom.” My father said briskly.

Ugh.

“ They’ve asked me out before, yes.”

“Uh..Excuse me.. Could I get a refill?” Jungkook said quietly next to me and i turned, watching him wave to one of the footmen.

“Jungkook, are you thirsty?” My father asked brightly.

An idea formed in my head, wicked and dangerous.

“Perhaps, he should get a taste of the Hwang Elixir?” I said innocently.

My father’s gaze snapped to mine.

A small frown made its way to his face.

“Are you sure? I’m not sure if Jungkook would be comfortable-”

I turned to him, purposely flipping my long hair off my shoulders exposing my throat . Jungkook’s eyes went to the curve of my neck at once and i felt a sick sort of triumph when his eyes flashed red.

“Oh, no no...” I crooned, leaning in closer. “ I’m sure you aren’t uncomfortable , are you Jungkook ssi? After all, I am just like a daughter to you , aren’t I?” I stared right at him, fluttering my lashes and I saw his jaw clench.

“Of course, Ms. Hwang.” He said briskly, glaring at me. I played with the small gold chain around my neck, letting my fingers flutter over my pulse , drawing his gaze there.

“Well, that is true ...” My father looked uncertain, but I gave him a gentle nod and a smile.

“Well, as a special guest, I suppose you can enjoy our hospitality , Jeon. Why don’t you take a drink from -”

I moved closer, pressing up against him and Jungkook sighed, lips closing over my neck, and I felt my eyes flutter shut at the wet warmth of his mouth .

It was intoxicating, the way he used one hand to grip my neck gently, the other on my waist to steady me and when his fangs pierced through, I could sense the warm liquid flood his mouth and Jungkook’s entire body relaxed, a strangled moan escaping him.

“---my daughter’s wrist.” My father finished and I felt Jungkook stiffen next to me.

This time I couldn’t stop the grin that bloomed on my face.

My eyes dropped to his lap and yup, his pants definitely looked a tad tighter.

“Did I do good, Mr Jeon? Or should I call you daddy? ” I whispered quietly , fluttering my lashes at him and his fangs retracted and he pulled away from me, shoving me back into my own chair quickly.

My father was slightly slack jawed.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Hwang. “ Jungkook muttered and I laughed.

“I do believe it is I whom you should be apologizing to. It is my neck you just mauled. ” I smiled brightly staring at Jungkook and if looks could kill, I would have a thousand wooden stakes through my heart right about now. ‘

Take that Mr. Jeon.

Daughter, my ass.

“My apologies , Sera.” He said stiffly.

My father laughed raucously.

“Ahh, you must be used to the neck, my dear boy. understandable understandable. it is how we used to do it in the old days, after all . These younglings with all their etiquette and feminism and what not....it’s hard to keep up..... But now you must tell me? Is my daughter not the sweetest you’ve ever had?”

I choked, coughing. Oh God, sometimes my 900 year old father had no idea how he sounded.

Jungkook looked like he had swallowed a lemon.

“She’s certainly ...” He stopped, probably realizing that any adjective at the end of that sentence would sound entirely wrong.

“Delicious?” I prompted, blinking innocently and Jungkook shot me another glare.

“Well, nevermind nevermind. .... So, tell me dearest, will you be willing to meet the Kim boys?”

I sighed.

“I like Yugyeom. I cannot stand Minjae. I don’t know enough about Mingyu to make any judgement. How about I meet Mingyu and if I don’t hit it off with him, I will allow Yugyeom to court me....” I said softly.

I glanced at Jungkook but he was studiously looking away.

“Very well my dear. Do you have any plans today?”

“I’m meeting a friend at the museum.”

My father’s eyes widened.

“Well isn’t that a wonderful coincidence. Mingyu's law firm is just a block away if I’m not mistaken. I’ll ask the boy to pick you up afterwards. Have dinner with him and you can tell me tonight of your choice.” My father smiled briskly.

“Yes, father.”

“Jungkook..” My father prompted and the vampire glanced up.

“Yes, sir?”

“Take good care of her. At the restaurant, make sure you stay at hearing distance. “

“Yes sir.” Jungkook bowed and I groaned.

In other words, let my father know if I behaved appropriately.

i pouted and my father waggled his finger at me.

“No, no no.. Missy. I’m going to make sure you keep your end of the bargain . You need to give these men a proper chance before you reject them. “

I nodded.

“And you must ask Either Somi or Seolhyun to dress you. No jeans or one of those ridiculous gowns that make you look like a pastry.”

There was no mistaking the snort that came from my right and i glared at Jungkook before turning to my dad.

“Yes, father.”

“Good, now run along the pair of you. “

I stood up, kissing my father fondly on his forehead.

“I love you.” I whispered.

“You are my whole entire joy, dearest. “ He kissed my hand gently, eyes warm and soft.

As we left the room, Jungkook let out a sigh.

“I am never having a meal with you two again.” He ground out and I laughed.

“Anything you say, daddy.” I grinned.

Jungkook groaned.

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As luck would have it, my friend cancelled .

So at six the evening, I finished locking up the cottage as the last of the kids left, fumbling with the lock while a tired Joo Won napped in his father’s arms, head resting on Jungkook’s shoulders. I felt myself soften at the picture they made, Jungkook singing softly , fingers brushing his son’s hair back as he rocked him gently.

“I’ll be a while... I needed to get ready. Why don’t you put him to bed? Who’s watching him tonight?”

“Hwasa and Moonbyul offered. I’ll drop you off in your room and head to the north wing. What time are you meeting the jerkwad?” He said casually.

I blinked rapidly, confused.

“I’m sorry... the jerkwad?”

Jungkook shrugged.

“It’ just a fact. Most men are absolute jerks at twenty one.” He shrugged.

i felt myself bristling on behalf of the unknown Mingyu.

“That is absolutely unfair. My brothers were incredibly kind and good.”

“To you perhaps. Because they don’t have to impress you. But men act differently when they’re trying to get between a woman’s thighs. They’re jerks when they want to get laid...” He grinned.

“Is that why you act like a jerk to me? ” I smiled evilly and he rolled his eyes.

“Oh, darling we both know I don’t have to act in any different way to get you into my bed . I just have to do this.” He smirked, curling his finger in a come hither gesture.

I felt my pulse pound and I tried not to let his words get to my head. He was flirting , yes but it was a joke. He was joking with me because the very idea of being with me was a joke to him.

And I couldn’t forget that.

Rolling my eyes, I pulled on the lock a couple more times to make sure the door was well locked.

“Shall we leave?” He prompted watching me wrestle the backpack onto my shoulders. I grunted under the weight.

“Of course. Let’s go.”

We walked in silence for a few seconds.

“So, how’s he doing? With stuff?” Jungkook asked gently and I felt warmth bloom in my chest.

“He’s very advanced for his age Jungkook. You’ve done a wonderful job with him. He’s able to read and he has a beautiful l writing hand. He’s learned his multiplication tables all the way up to seven and he has the voice of an angel. Which I think he gets from you. ” I smiled, reaching out to brush the back of Joowon’s head.

Jungkook smiled softly, the late evening sun painting his perfect features in a soft golden glow.

“Your father was kind enough to support me the first few years when i had him. I didn’t trust anyone enough to leave him with them and well... i needed to put a roof over our head.” He sighed .

I touched his arm, giving it a small squeeze.

“I understand. I’m glad you’re here. He’ll grow up well in our clan. “

“And he has a lot of excellent men to look up to here...He needs a good role model, someone kind and amazing who can inspire him to be hardworking and fair. ” He smiled.

I bit my lips.

“I think he’s had that all along. ” I said quietly.

Jungkook’s breath caught for a second and the air between us changed. I licked my lips.

“Jungkook you’re a good father. You know that right?” I said after a few more seconds of silence.

He laughed.

“Am I really? I wonder.”

“He loves you.” I breathed , “ You’re all he talks about.... Today, one of the other kids tried to say that his father was brave because he helped someone who was stuck in an elevator. you know what Joowon did? He listed some twenty different incidents where you’ve helped people out....And he looked so proud.”

Jungkook’s ear looked red in the brightly lit garden.

“i was just doing my job. Most of those times, I was in danger.” He grunted.

“And yet, you did the right thing. “ I whispered. “ And your son was watching. And he’s learned the importance of doing the right thing even when you’re scared. That’s a life lesson that isn’t easy to learn.”

“Can’t disagree with that.” He chuckled. I grabbed his arm forcing him to stop.

I had to tell him this.

“ Jungkook, when immortality is on the plate, people don’t give much value to morals. They don’t always care about doing the right thing.... . Its how our kind functions. Consequences don’t mean much when you have a whole eternity to fix your mistakes.....So I always admire vampires who value morals. “ I smiled, “ To see a five year old with such a well formed moral compass... it tells me that you’re an amazing father. Possibly the best I’ve ever met. “ I reached out, to hold his hand, wanting to touch him in some way, to make him believe that I was completely honest.

“Sera!!!!!!” My sister’s voice made me jump and Jungkook stepped away as well.

“Dad told me you’re going on a date? I’ve picked out an outfit for you!! But you need to take a shower! You cannot show up smelling like diapers and spit-up.” She called.

I groaned.

“Time for the ugly duckling to transform into a swan, I see?” He said gently.

“Your son’s favorite fairytale.” I whispered.

“He makes me read it every night.”

“I would like to sit in on that someday.” I laughed.

His eyes met mine.

“You’re always welcome, Ms Hwang,” He smiled politely. “ Someday soon maybe your kids and my son would be friends.”

And just like that the wall grew between us.

His kids and my kids.

Not our kids because he wasn’t for me.

He would never be for me.

I felt the sudden inexplicable urge to cry.

Turning away, I began following my sister as she waved to me. .

“I’ll be at your door at seven.” He called out behind me.

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