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jistagrams · 1 year ago

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nct 127 getting jealous of a member/friend

warnings: cussing, jealous nct, hair pulling,suggestive asf,honestly i dont even remember so, also no proofread 🥲🥲

johnny: honestly it's no use trying to get Johnny jealous, he doesn't strike me as someone would really care. I think he would just laugh and talk to the person ur talking to the same way you are, but there's always something you can do to make him at least a little annoyed. That was sitting in between their legs or sitting on their lap. He didn't care who he just hates the thought or even view of it, so when that was the only spot u could be cos the car being so filled he yanks you off jungwoos lap and puts you in his, "what was that for?" , "you know what it was for stop acting dumb".

taeyong: def the type to ignore it and talk about it at home, more like ignore u at home as well, he'd jus be so bothered by you flirting with jaehyun he would just ignore you till he's ready to talk about it. So when u see him on his gaming chair playing animal crossing on his switch you go to sit on his lap, you thought he would look up but he just ignored u and continue playing, trying to get him to talk to you , u went to kiss his neck when he stopped you. "I don't kiss people who kiss my friends" what the hell is he talking about? "What are u on about" , "u were flirting with jaehyun. Obviously something is going on" , "no taeyong nothing is going on u idiot" , "yeah sure." , "I'm serious! He was asking me what he should get his girlfriend for their anniversary" u say trying to defend urself, he puts down his switch and wraps his arms around ur waist. "Is that so?" He says with a small smile , "yes baby" u say with a smile back, he gives a small kiss on ur lips then goes to kiss ur nose. "I'm glad you guys have nothing going on" , "u know I wouldn't cheat" , "i know i was just being overdramatic" he says between kisses he's giving ur chest now. "Wanna fuck?" , "taeyong what the hell u were jus mad" , "and?".

yuta: doesn't even let you get a single sentence out to johnny before he's dragging u to the other room slamming the door while pushing u to the wall, hovering over u. "U think ur fucking funny?" He says with a small laugh. U can't help but to think he looks so fine in this moment. So possessive over u, so mad, yet so sexy in this very moment. "yuta i was just talking with hi-"he cuts u off by kissing u, very very sloppy. He doesn't care about how he kissing you right now. Right now he just wants to teach u a lesson, hands everywhere on u as u try n pull his pants down that's where he stops u, he pulls away from the kissing to lean down to ur neck to leave a huge hickey for everyone to see. After leaving a few more he pulls away from u and pushes his hair back from his face, "try that shit again n see what happens" he says while leaving the room.

doyoung: just like johnny I don't think he would be a jealous type of guy, but you on the other hand? U were mad at every female who came his way. So when u left to get ice cream from the ice cream stand that was not too far away from where he was, u saw him talking to some girl, a very pretty girl at that. Sure you were pretty or whatever but she was on a next level. Walking up to them felt awkward since u had 2 ice creams in ur hands slowly melting from the heat, "oh uhm im doyoung" he says awkwardly like he has never talked to any girl in his life. U finally get to where they were n stood by his side, he looks at u and smiles taking one of the ice creams from u saying a thank u while licking it, "who's this" u say with the most disgusted face u can make. "I'm not sure.." he says back while the girl just looks at u two, "I'm Kaylee and you are?" She says with a obviously annoyed face acting like she wasn't the problem here. "I'm his girlfriend. Y/n." She snickers n walks away. "She was ugly anyways babe done worry about her"he says putting his arm around ur waist starting to walk away. "You know she wasn't so shut up." U say back at him with the same face u had from earlier, "baby ur so jealous its cute" , "she wanted you" , "I want you" , "ok doyoung."

jaehyun: he just smiles n laughs while watching u have a conversation with Mark, "this is fucking crazy." he mumbles but haechan was able to catch what he said, "ahhh u jealous of them talking" he teases jaehyun making him ignore haechan. "that's such a cute bracelet mark! where did u get it?" u point at his bracelet mark had on, he slightly blushes n looks at it himself. "oh thanks y/n, my ex gave it to me so I don't know where she got it..." he shyly smiles , remembering how he got the bracelet for his birthday last year. U smile at him n grab his arm taking a closer look at the bracelet, jae would look so pretty with this, u thought to urself. But what u don't realize is how jaehyun is hovering over u. He grabs ur arm and takes it away from mark's. " I feel like you have had enough time with y/n." He gives a tight lipped smile n looks towards u signaling to get up n walk with him, u bid mark goodbye and get up from the dark blue couch, waving goodbye to ur friends at the party. After u guys reach the car and got in it he let's out a frustrated sigh, gripping onto the steering wheel. "jae i wasn't trying to flirt with him or anything, his bracelet was just nice and I wanted to get you one similar" u start to explain urself to your boyfriend. He looks at you and moves one of his hands to your thigh and caresses it. "I know baby, I don't know why I got so jealous. I know he means no harm, and I know you weren't flirting with him" he says to you with a genuine smile. U give the same smile back relishing in the comforting moment holding his other hand that wasn't on ur thigh. U were enjoying it until his hand started to move too close to where you need him the most. He looks at you with a slight smirk removing his hand from yours and your thigh to jump into the back seat, "cmon pretty" he says tapping his thighs.

jungwoo: it all started with a message from this dude u went to school with back in high school, he decided to text u out of no where saying ,

hey y/n it's been so long , how have u been?

Once ur bf sees he grabs the phone a little disgusted since someone decided to text his girlfriend knowing that you post him 24/7. "jungwoo let's just block him" , "nah I wanna fuck with him" , "babe that's so stupid" , "yk what's stupid? This dude. Who even is this guy!" He says going to click on his profile. "Winwin huh? He looks more like a loselose why is he texting u" he says going to go reply to winwins message, but instead of staying by ur side he moves to the other side of the bed and cuddles up in a ball to text the dude back. U climb over to his side bear hugging him looking at the screen of ur phone.

Who the hell is this

Uh? It's winwin, yk ur old friend

"Old friend huh?" He says while typing up a storm. "jungwoo it's really not that serious just ignore his ass" u say kissing his neck to calm him down. Putting ur arms around his waist,

Old friend is crazy. I don't care if ur a old friend or whatever.

Y/n why are u texting like that??

It's her boyfriend texting

"Idiot" he mumbles under his breath. "I see no point in this all at this point ur js bullying the poor thing" u say feeling bad for ur old friend winwin. "poor thing??did yall fuck or smth to be saying that" he says turning his head back look at u. "No dumb ass, he's just a old friend that decided to move away" u say offended he would even think u would fuck winwin, sure he's cute and all but u wouldn't mess w him, he was like a little brother to u.

Oh.. I thought she was still single

Did u even look at her page? I'm everywhere on it

After saying that he blocks winwin, turning ur phone off n putting it on the bed stand. U let go of him n he turns to face u. "If he ever texts u again ima delete ur insta" he says with a pout , "aww my little baby is jealousss" u coo at him bringing him into ur arms placing soft kisses on his face and neck. "I'm not jealous i just like to keep what's mine."

mark: poor markie wouldn't even show he's jealous cos he's too embarrassed to say he is, so when he sees yuta holding ur waist while u were wasted n dancing ur ass off, he would js stare in complete shock from what he's seeing rn. "Dude ain't that ur gf" jaemin says when he sees u and yuta tg. "Yeah.." he softly says, it almost goes unheard but jaemin was able to pick it up.

You were drunk and couldn't even feel ur body. But what u did feel was a arm snake around ur waist, u thought it was ur beloved markie so u let it stay there as u continued to dance and drink, so when u finally turn to face the body holding u u jump back I'm utter shock, how did u not realize it was yuta? He was so much taller than mark how did u not realize that? U look around trying to find ur boyfriend, but in ur drunken state u couldn't even spin around without having the urge to throw up, everything was moving. U felt dizzy and felt like the walls were closing in. So u ran to what u think was a bathroom , (it was the kitchens sink) and threw up, not even focused on the state of ur mind rn u try to find ur bf to tell him that u had nothing going on with yuta, but where the hell was he?

Mark was in the car he drove the both of u to this stupid party, everything and everyone was so stupid to him rn. He gripped the steering wheel harder than he was before. But he didn't drive he js sat there hoping u would at least come out. And you did, and when he saw u he got out and ran up to u feeling bad since he saw u stumbling. Putting u in the passenger seat and putting the seat belt on he gets in the driver's seat. Doing the same and putting the seat belt on, "markie.." u start, he looks at u. U looked still so cute despite ur mascara running down and ur hair all messed up, he always loved this look on u since thats how u always looked after giving him head. So now he's wondering, did you give yuta head?

U start up again pulling him out of his thoughts, focusing back onto u. "I didn't do anything with yuta. I swear! I thought that arm was yours mark. I swear to God! I really did think it was yours, m sorry my love ill stop drinking so much. I drank so much I forgot how my boyfriends arm felt..." u rambled on and on, u felt like he wouldn't believe u but , he did. Why wouldn't he? He knew you wouldn't cheat or do anything like that. So he believed you, "I believe you baby, I love you so much" , "I love u too markie..but I would really love to fuck rig-" he stops u from talking with his hand over ur mouth, "not tonight babe ur drunk" he says with a sweet smile, starting the car n driving to ur guys shared apartment.

haechan: he didn't mean to talk to her like that, he didn't even try at all. She just thought he was flirting with her because of that whiny voice and attitude he has, so when he sees u storm into the study hall looking for him and the girl he thought he was done for. Quietly sulking in the chair , the girl thought he was just being silly so she rubs his arm and laughs at him. He moves his arm away from her n scoots over slightly. When he sees u standing there obviously annoyed by the fact she saw him and this girl in the back of a photo her friend posted just 4 minutes ago, u take a seat infront of them and slightly smile at them both. "Oh my, are u two a couple?" Once these words left ur mouth he knew he was in for a long one. The girl not knowing who u were just laughed and said , "I wishh, he would be the perfect boyfriend for me!" She says with a smile after. U give her a tight lipped smile and look at your very scared bf. He wasn't looking at u cos he knew if he made eye contact he would fade away from fear. "Well if you want, I could give u a few tips on how to make him youres!" U say laughing a bit, he finally looks at u and shakes his head as in no, "please God save me tonight" he whispers looking up to the roof. "Oh my really?" , " of course, tip 1. He loves his hair pulled he likes the pain it gives him, tip 2. When ur going down on him don't do it fast, go veryyyyyyyyy slow. He likes it like that. Tip 3. Don't call him haechan during sex , he likes his real name. Donghyuck, or if ur y/n u can call him whatever. He doesn't care js not haechan, he doesn't find it very moanable" u stop and smile at the both of them, they both looked at u in complete shock. "Uhm...who's y/n?" She says looking at u then haechan. "Oh me of course" u laugh at her mouth hanging open, u stand up n haechan is quick to follow u. "Stop talking to random girls u little shit" u say gripping onto his hair as u walk to your car. And of course he let's out a quiet but loud enough for u to hear moan.

#kpop #nct imagines #nct x reader #kpop smut #nct donghyuck #nct 127 #nct dream smut #nct winwin #wayv #johnnys #moon taeil #nct jungwoo #taeyong #doyoung #yuta #jaehyun #mark lee

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dat-town · 4 months ago

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my first and last forever

Characters: Taesan & female reader

Setting & genre: fluff, established relationship, college au

Summary: You celebrate your first anniversary with your fashion designer boyfriend, so you stress over what to wear. Not that it matters, he loves you either way and his present is proof enough.

Warnings: birth names are used, teeny tiny suggestiveness because i couldn’t miss out on the reference for this cover, also cheesiness??

Words: 2.3k

Author’s note: happy birthday to my fellow leo (baby)! this is inspired by the fact that Taesan likes to customize clothes and this video where Leehan and him went to a stained glass workshop with a fan. title from Taesan’s self-composed song So I can say you’re beautiful (eng trans.)

Having an indie fashion brand owner boyfriend means quite a few things for your closet.

Number one, your clothing style starts to resemble his because he looks way too cool, gives great advice on how to match your pieces and he keeps buying you stuff.

Number two, except for a few items that never fail to make Dongmin crunch his nose in silent judgment (come on, it’s a Christmas sweater, it’s supposed to be ugly!), most of your clothes match his. Woonhak always comments on your couple look which in turn makes your boyfriend roll his eyes but you know that secretly he likes it.

Number three, you have pretty much every collection in every color of his brand’s clothes and those become your favorites (right after stealing Dongmin’s clothes).

Number four, choosing a date outfit without his input is killing you. When you don’t know what to wear usually you just ask him or send him options and let him choose but not this time though. You know he wouldn’t care even if you put on the bright yellow sundress he once compared to a children's crayon because he thinks you’re pretty no matter what but you would like to impress him, it’s your anniversary after all.

You weigh your chances as if you were on Who wants to be a millionaire?: you can ask the friend group over chat excluding Dongmin of course or give a call to his yapper best friend in case he knows something.

“No,” Jaehyun says immediately when he takes the phone call that you decided to make.

“Hello to you too. I didn’t even say what I want,” you pout, surprised at his reaction.

“Right but Dongmin has been going on and on about you guys’ anniversary for months I swear, so of course, I know what’s today and no, I’m not telling you what he’s planning,” Jaehyun rambled but you could tell it was clearly a rehearsed speech. He had expected this. Also you couldn’t help but internally coo at the thought of your indifference-looking boyfriend speaking so much about your upcoming celebration.

“Not even a little hint? How should I dress?” You voice out your dilemma and you can clearly hear Jaehyun laugh at your pain on the other side of the line.

“Ask your fashion designer boyfriend.”

“But I want to surprise him! He told me that anything’s fine and that’s not helping. I know him, I know we aren’t going to a super fancy restaurant or for a hike but still, there are so many options!” You whine and Jaehyun huffs.

“Dress comfortably and don’t wear too much jewelry but that’s all I can say,” he says before making a weak excuse that he gotta go, so he hangs up.

You sigh but manage to narrow down the options to two vastly different styles. One is a pale pink layered dress with ribbon strips which is very unlike anything in Dongmin’s wardrobe but he likes you in pink and he has a tiny bit of an obsession with you wearing ribbons or any strings tied. His mischievous ass likes to tug on them to see how much it takes for them to come undone or to get you annoyed. The other outfit is a fake leather, side slit skort with fishnet tights and one of his designs, a black crop top with colorful lettering. All three are also definitely things your boyfriend likes on you, so you’re stuck.

It’s time to ask the audience.

you guys!!! HELP [image_64735.jpg] [image_73628.jpg] which one should i wear? woon baby ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ you don’t laugh it’s a serious dilemma sanghyukie I would go with the first one you thank you, hyuk, you are a godsent princess wonnie ✨ OMG the pink?!?! is that a question? annabelle i vote the black one pls film the brainfreeze he gets when he sees you in that myungjae lol i second that sungho 💪 Please don’t cause him lasting damage 🙏 woon baby i love chaos so … the second donghyun-ah 🐠 👍 you [added a poll to group chat “daily dongmin gossip”]

The black outfit wins by one vote. You thank the guys for their input and start to get ready because you are already a bit too late compared to your estimate.

You dress up, do a smokey eye shadow makeup with cherry red lips, put on boots and pull your hair up in a high ponytail. Looking into the mirror, you know this look doesn’t seem anniversary-like at all with how dark it is but you are convinced Dongmin would like it and would even wear something similar. One last look in the mirror and one whiff of perfume applied, you are out of the door to catch the metro.

Your boyfriend is easy to spot even in the crowd at your destination station. He’s leaning against the wall, scrolling on his phone, looking as disinterested as one can be. He wears custom made sneakers, ripped jeans and a My Chemical Romance tee you bought him. You indeed match. He hasn’t noticed you yet, so you decide to sneak up on him. You’re two steps away from him when you see the corner of his mouth twitch as if he’s trying to suppress a smile but his posture doesn’t change. You know that you got caught but because Dongmin tries so hard to let you have your fun, you pretend not to know. You crash into his side, rise on your tiptoes and press a quick kiss on his cheek with a giggle. It leaves a slight pink color behind on the skin, the same as the tips of the boy’s ears. It only makes you smile harder.

“Hi!”

“Hey,” he turns to you then, pushing the sunglasses up onto the crown of his head and somehow he manages to artfully mess up his black locks without looking silly while you are busy scrubbing his cheek clean. The next thing you know is his feline eyes zeroing in on your choice of clothes and he visibly swallows, you can see the bob of his Adam’s apple, which tells you that you made a right choice but he plays cool.

It reminds you of the first time you spoke, when he came up to you between university classes as you were grabbing a drink and asked if you would model for his fashion brand. Or well, he was rather offering you a part time job for a few thousand won. He was very serious about it but you were no model and your art university had a whole website for such scouting, so you were a bit suspicious.

“Why me?” You tilted your head, keeping eye contact because you literally couldn’t look away. Dongmin has always had the most beautiful eyes that sucked you in like a black hole.

“I think you would look good in my clothes,” he said and your eyebrows immediately shot up at the implications behind his words which he soon caught up on too. “I mean, my brand’s clothes,” he corrected himself and suddenly he looked shy. He wore all black and an intimidating bad boy aura and he was getting flustered by you.

“Show me?” You asked him with a sweet smile, stepping closer as he whipped out his phone to show you pictures on his brand’s Instagram (@giant_mountain_clothes). If you hadn’t been taken before by his charm, you were definitely impressed then by how cool his designs actually looked, so you followed each other on social media and agreed on a date for the photo session.

When the day came, Dongmin was all professionalism as he handed you the clothes (jeans with a pattern that looked like graffiti, black and white crop tops with pretty cool line art and typography) and he gave instructions both to you and the photographer about the poses and camera angles. By the end of it, you pretty much thought you had misunderstood his intentions last time. It would have been a bit disappointing if the modeling session turned out to be an awkward experience.

“Not gonna lie, at first I thought it’s just an excuse to ask me out but it’s very cool that you already have a brand like this during uni. And the clothes were super comfy, so I will make sure to stock up before you get famous,” you spoke up playfully after the photographer left and it was just the two of you alone. After changing back to your own clothes, you were allowed to roam around in the studio slash warehouse but you turned away from the sketches on the table when the silence became too loud, facing Dongmin who cleared his throat as soon as your eyes met.

“Well, would you have said yes?” He raised a brow, all nonchalant, but you smiled.

“Try asking,” you challenged him which made him laugh and the rest is history. One year has passed and you’re still going on strong.

Later you got to know that all of his previous models were either his friends or a friend of a friend, so him asking you was actually a big thing. Once you were added to the big friend group chat, Jaehyun couldn’t stop teasing him about it and telling you endearing details about how nervous Dongmin apparently was before that first modeling session of yours. Because of course, there were more following that.

Snapping back to reality, you tilt your head while looking at your boyfriend.

“Like it?” You ask as innocently as you can but your breath hitches when Dongmin slides a hand over your bare side protectively and leans closer to your ear.

“Very. Might ruin your lipstick later,” he promises in a low voice, his warm breath tickling your skin, then he pulls away but keeps his hand on you as he leads you out of the metro station. He walks slower deliberately, so you could keep up with his long legs.

“So… will you tell me now where we’re going?” You can’t help but inquire because curiosity has been bugging you so much. Dongmin asked you to make your day free in advance but he didn’t say anything about his plans and he gave no hints either. Unlike you who accidentally told him about the concert tickets you bought (which he first laughed about because of your overdramatic reaction but his face lit up nevertheless as if you brought him down the stars), he was too good at keeping secrets.

“You will see soon,” he grins at you with his boxy smile like a promise and doesn’t crumble even seeing your pout. He must really want to surprise you because that usually works.

And surprise he does when he takes you all over Insadong, to the second floor of a crammed, colorful building in the middle of an artsy district of the city to a jewelry studio.

“Wait… wait! Is this what I think it is?” You turn to your boyfriend with widened eyes when you see a poster about custom ring workshops beside the entrance. “Han Dongmin, you’re such a romantic!”

“Am not,” The boy denies immediately but he’s not looking into your eyes, apparently too busy searching up the confirmation email on his phone.

“Yeah, keep telling yourself that,” you mutter, smiling from ear to ear as you attach yourself to his side and crane your neck to look around in the studio. Now you understand why Jaehyun suggested wearing less jewelry for today’s activity.

You can’t stop smiling even as you are sitting down at a table after receiving protective gloves and an apron instructed to take measurements of the finger you want to make the ring for. You immediately reach out for Dongmin’s hand. There’s something intimate in the way your fingers slot together and you pay attention to every knuckle and even the needle scars on his fingertips from his hard work.

Dongmin is an artist and good at craft like that, so obviously the ring he makes for you is prettier than the one you make for him but he doesn’t seem to mind it at all. He doesn’t want perfection, he wants you with all your flaws and clumsy metalsmithing skills. It takes a few hours and a bunch of help from your instructors but you walk out of the studio with matching couple rings. Dongmin isn’t big on PDA but you can get away with holding his hand, the new rings still warm to touch grazing. You love holding his hand or just playing with his fingers; you love the casual intimacy of it, that you get to be close to him like this, connected in such a simple yet meaningful way.

At the metro, you nudge Dongmin’s side to make him look at you and there’s only fondness in his eyes which makes you feel spoiled. He always looks at you as if you were special.

“Thank you. I love it so much,” you tell him, wanting to commit this moment to your memories. Right next to the first time he told you he loves you. It was an accident, something he blurted out during play fighting while you acted pseudo sulky and you were so surprised you almost fell off the couch because he was an actions over words type of guy. You couldn’t make him say it again once realization hit both of you but you loved him in spite of it. Because of it. You just love him.

“Happy anniversary, baby,” Dongmin smiles and you melt like every time he calls you that. You close your eyes and lean your head on his shoulder, the ring bearing his initials feeling like a promise on your finger. He’s mine, mine, mine and I’m his, his, his, your heart chants all happy.

you [image_83464.jpg] woon baby i want to be the ringbearer at the wedding!! princess wonnie ✨ aww couple rings so cute! myungjae don’t flaunt your relationship in front of our single asses me when? TT

#stories #boynextdoor x reader #boynextdoor fluff #taesan fluff #taesan x reader #happy taesan day

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writemekpop · 1 year ago

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Lost Cause | Jung Jaehyun

Summary: You decide to give your ex Jaehyun a second chance. Is there time to rescue your relationship?

Genre: Angst, ex boyfriend AU

Word Count: 1k

As soon as you walked into the little Italian place, you spotted Jaehyun.

He was stunning in his simple black suit, shadows falling under his glorious cheekbones. A flood of emotions – desire, hurt, anxiety – rushed through you when you saw him.

“Uh… hi,” you said, sitting opposite to him.

Jaehyun held out a glass. “Bailey’s still your favourite?”

To be honest, you’d stopped drinking Bailey’s two years ago – after you broke up with Jaehyun.

“Sure,” you shrugged.

Jaehyun tried to hand you the drink, but his hand shook so much it spilled on his sleeve.

“Damn it,” he cursed. “Honestly, I’m… super nervous. It’s not every day you go on a first date with your ex.”

“I’m nervous too,” you said, and you both chuckled, relaxing a little.

Jaehyun grinned. “Why don’t we just pretend it really is a first date?” He held out his hand. “Hi. I’m Jaehyun. Nice to meet you.” “Hi, Jaebeom, is it?” you said, making Jaehyun laugh. “You look great.”

“You too,” Jaehyun said, taking your hand in his and tracing your palm lines with his finger. Your heart began to race at the touch, familiar yet unfamiliar.

“You know, I’m a model.” Jaehyun said. “We have this saying that the perfect face doesn’t exist. But, uh, clearly, the people who came up with that have never met you.” You fought a smile. “Well, I am a biology lecturer,” you added. “And evolutionarily speaking, we are hardwired to desire taller and stronger people. So, the girls must be all over you.” Jaehyun grinned. “Although, you know, evolution is only one theory. I think we have to consider creation, too.”

You snorted.

“What?” Jaehyun said, removing his hand from yours.

“Nothing,” you said, smoothing your dress. “I just forgot that you believe in wacko theories like that.”

Jaehyun stared at you. “Excuse me?”

You sighed. “No, look, I don’t have a problem with it. It’s cute.”

“Oh, please,” Jaehyun said. “By cute, you mean that your boyfriend is dumb, but you don’t care because I’m pretty?”

“I never said you were dumb!” you exclaimed.

Jaehyun rolled his eyes. “I know why you didn’t invite me to those conferences. You didn’t want your fancy university friends to realise you had a stupid boyfriend.” He sniffed. “Well, you should feel lucky to get a guy like me.”

You rolled your eyes, lying back in your chair. “This again! You think I’m some ugly nerd who doesn’t deserve a boyfriend as gorgeous as you.” Jaehyun frowned. “That’s not fair.”

You shook your head. “You know what I always thought? If there are so many girls throwing themselves at you, why don’t you just sleep with one of them?” You laughed. “Oh wait. You did. You slept with your agent, for crying out loud.” Jaehyun pushed out his chair. “What was I meant to do? I had a girlfriend who was so busy with work I knew her Whatsapp profile picture better than her!”

“At least I have a career!” you huffed. “All your little ‘modelling’ gigs got us was red letters from the bank!”

Jaehyun rubbed his eyes. “What is happening to us?” You fell into your chair. “I’m sorry, Jaehyun. It was stupid of me to think that we could get back together.”

You sat in exhausted silence until the next round of drinks came.

“It wasn’t stupid.” Jaehyun said, taking your hand. “You were the love of my life.” You felt a twinge in your chest, pain or love or both. “You were mine, too,” you admitted.

You leaned forward and kissed Jaehyun, your hand gripping his hair, throwing yourself into it completely.

The kiss wasn’t bad. It was gentle. Jaehyun’s lips were soft. But something, some spark was missing. It was like both of you were playing along without really feeling anything. You slowly pulled away.

“That was…” Jaehyun started.

“Awful,” you finished, cracking a smile.

“Terrible,” Jaehyun agreed, with a chuckle. “Maybe it’s too late for us to start again. We’re… ancient history.”

Although his words hurt, you knew they were true. “Well, will you share this drink with an old friend?” you asked, lifting your glass.

Jaehyun raised his glass as well. “To old friends.”

“To old friends,” you said.

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calibabii21 · 2 years ago

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|| Sensual Banter || j.jh

pairing: stranger!jaehyun x fem! reader

genre: suggestive; strangers to ??; bar meet

warning(s): flirting, crude language, suggestive conversation

wc: 820

You lean against the bar counter engaged in an entertaining conversation with your friend, the bartender “that guy most definitely just checked out your ass when you sat down” you scoff a chuckle and shake your head circling your glass with the mini straw that came with it “Johnny please– I bet he’s just a disturbed old perv” a throat suddenly clears behind you making you tense up as a silky baritone voice meets your ears “well I came to offer you a drink, but I guess I’ll just take my disturbed old presence elsewhere” your shoulders relax a bit at the playfulness in his tone as he sits next to you “it seems I owe you an apology,” you look at him from the corner of your eye as you eat a cherry from your drink “you’re definitely not ugly” he raises an amused eyebrow, confusion tingeing his response “you never called me ugly” you turn fully facing him “not out loud I didn’t”

He throws his head back in boisterous laughter “in that case, I think you now owe ME a drink for insulting me— internally or not” trying not to smile you gesture to Johnny to get the stranger a drink. “I think it’s only fair you get me a drink as well– ya know, for inconveniencing my ass” you smirk at him. he licks his bottom lip, his fangs presenting themselves when he smiles “I think it’s your ass that was inconveniencing my eyes. They couldn’t look away, and I find that to be a problem” he leans back slyly to look at your ass sticking out from your perfect posture, “I take that back, only complaint I have is that it’s not sitting on my face” you fall into a coughing fit when you gasp while drinking and swallow wrong “oh shit are you okay?” Johnny checks on you as you look at the bold man sitting next to you— whose name you notice you have not yet received— his expression displaying a sly smirk.

“Too much for you?” he asks smugly as he takes a swig of his Old Fashioned. Once you collect yourself and look him in the eye confidently “not at all, I’m just wondering if the offer still stands” he nearly chokes on his drink, a lone drop trailing his chin to down to his neck, your mouth goes dry as you watch the drop stop at his adam’s apple, which bobs as he tilts his head back to finish his drink “well?” your eyes meet his again as you await his response. His eyes shift to Johnny– who’s simply watching the interaction– before he stands up, his eyes turning back to you looking you up and down, his stare so slow and intense that it causes an involuntary shiver to run up your spine. “Nah baby, I don’t think you could handle that” he looks off to the side hiding his smile with a lip bite. “Yeah?” you stand as well getting closer to him “and what makes you think you can handle this” it crosses your mind to touch his chest before you decide against it, opting to hone your attention to him, whose eyes are heavily trained on your ass, seemingly hypnotized as he licks his lips in what seems like slow motion to you.

You shift your weight as your arousal becomes noticeable to you “I can show you better than I can tell you love” only now does he notice he’s towering directly over you “I could easily snatch your tiny ass up and devour your pretty cunt right here and now” you let out a shaky breath as your head cranes back to meet his eyes “oh? but what if I wanted to taste you first?” His eyes seem to darken at you words and his voice comes out low and husky as his fingers caress your chin delicately “my cock would break you sweetheart” tension rises between the two of you as you stare into one another’s eyes, chest to chest. Johnny clears his throat breaking the trance you both are fixated in “well, I’m going to head out, I’ll see you later J” you grab your side bag purposely making sure your ass barely rubs against mr. stranger’s front as you turn away from him to leave.

You’re at your car when suddenly hear a shout “hey babygirl!–“ you turn around hearing the man’s voice as he coolly walks up to you, taking his sweet time “I didn’t catch your name, I’m jaehyun by the way” now standing in front of you in the open, you notice how handsomely dressed he is in his leather jacket and button down with letters covering it “I never threw it” you teasingly say before tossing him a kind yet seductive smile and getting in your car pulling out of the parking lot without a second thought.

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mvrkieboo · 1 month ago

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(2) Now yn girlypop imma hold ur hand when i say this: i'm sorry but hiding things even the most fucked up ones doesn't get u anywhere and it'll eventually come back to bite u in the ass 😣 i fear this is the consequences of not laying it all out there. I get the emotional struggle, shame, guilt, heaviness and all the emotion that surrounds the past, tbh idek if *I* could be upfront with everything. So yk understandable babe.

But like if that's the road that imma choose for myself then i gotta make do with the fact that there's gonna be a part 2 of the fuckassery that has happened before, all bc they didn't know the WHOLE picture and the complete lore 😔😔 so I fear the reactions are completely justified.

Bc looking at her friends and family's perspective, i would've thought that everything's in the past, how could we know about yoonsu and that she's under duress bc of the chokehold he has against her, like we don't even know yoonsu or this chokehold exists in the first place.

So i fear i can NOT hold them accountable for not realizing smth is wrong with her. And tbh, hoping she could get out of the situation by having someone realize what's going on is like hoping for a fairytale to happen hhh.

Imo it's either having the balls to admit and reveal everything for a chance of survival and truly putting everything behind—no matter how ugly it would go and how bad it would affect everyone, or this scenario 😭 now idk how she's gonna get out of this.

Like girly you're going to die anyway, what else could u loose. If i were jae i'd rather have my career done and my sister alive. But for her to choose that would require some kind of magical divine intervention from the universe, bc realistically i don't think girly is that ballsy.

one of y/n's main characteristic is that she sacrifices so much for the people she loves, that selflessness turns into selfishness.

it's how she's always been. the fact that she'd rather sell herself to be yoonsu's slave than let him go after yuno and her dad for her dead stepdad's loan is the start.

then the fact that she'd rather have yuno mistreat her than letting him know why she didn't keep in contact with him before they officially reunited in that condo's lobby. she'd rather keep him in the dark than let him know what she'd been through because she knew the guilt that would consume him.

then there's this—she'd rather suffer playing yoonsu's game because she knew yoonsu was right—those pics of her will go viral, and he will keep his promise to make it public that the underage stripper in those photos is her, jeong jaehyun's little sister. she knew how much yuno had been waiting for an opportunity to become a singer—she didn't want her past to become a scandal that can stain/end his upcoming career.

her non-communicative issue, also, is stemmed from the fact the trauma never really ended for her. yoonsu did say he was going to come back, and for the whole time she had been living in bliss ignoring her past, she always thought : why talk about it when he's going to come back and have his revenge anyway? this was temporary bliss, it won't last long.

and if you remember correctly, y/n will always remember the last time she spoke with her mother on the night they discovered her stepdad's body—her mother would rather abandon y/n than stay back and watch as y/n rots away as yoonsu's slave, because her mom couldn't handle that kind of burden.

her mom abandoned her because she was going to become a burden. surely, if the people around her came to know that yoonsu was still on the run and looking for her to get his revenge, they were going to abandon her too.

repressing trauma as a coping mechanism + abandonment issues + lack of closure on what she had suffered during her teenage years due to yoonsu escaping authorities = y/n's lack of communication issue.

that lack of communication is why everyone around her can't clock the fact she's actually acting so bizarrely on her part. now, all we have are faultless people, except yoonsu. you can't fault y/n's people for dropping her and you can't fault y/n for playing along yoonsu's fucked up game.

so yeah, you're right—y/n won't ever have the balls to come clean and admit to it. it'd actually be so ooc of her to be ballsy enough to do it.

#old bloodhounds ask

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kaepop-trash · 1 year ago

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Well you asked, first of all and simply, Ambition was just great. It wasnt just the story it was the characters as well. Politics is boring and corrupted but you wrote it in such a way where it made me gasp and clutch my fists or something. Politics is generic but you made it personal and that’s something. Jaehyun loves the reader so much but he didnt think more than twice before be throwing her chance because why not, power is power. Makes you think about the concept of love and care. The setup was great and so were the fictious aspects. Yuta was well written as well and the reader, sometimes the most cunning, it was a great experience positioning myself into her story. I never waited for anything readable and its chapters as much as I did for Ambition and now do for notorious. Not kissing ass because idk who you are but I fell for your writing, most other fics get too boring when they try writing dramatic and some feel too tacky idk, but yours feel real and ugly, hence why I dont get bored. Sorry for the deep analysis im just so in love with your writing and I hate that you think that it’s not readable anymore. You dont owe us anything but i really hope one day you update ambition again💚🍀

Please don't apologise oh my god???😭

I'm reeling from a flu and coming on Tumblr and reading this was like the highlight of my week.

You know I love ambition so much as a concept, I believe it has so much potential that I personally could not realise. The reason I can't go back to it is because all I can see when I think about it now is how different I would write it.

That being said, I think the essence of the story is really carried on in my, now solidified, identity as a writer. I've said this before, but that story made me the writer I am today. It's an unfortunate consequences of growth and age I suppose. I'm also afraid that a lot people would not like how I would end the Ambition series.

In a way, Notorious is it's emotional next of kin and I think a few of you get that intuitively too. It has a lot of similar themes and in a way is closer to how I wish I could have written ambition. I have another political themed fic in the works that is probably tonally the opposite of what it was while still carrying a torch.

I'm still so incredibly touched by how much people love it, especially when you say that you like to see yourself in the main character. That's it's. That's all I want and it's why I started this blog. All of you deserve to read things, books or silly fics, where you can see yourself as characters with agency and intelligence.

From the bottom of my heart, thank you so very much for loving ambition and Notorious. I am the writer I am today because of you.

#we got a bit sentimental #if you think it's too much blame my compromised state #I'm so ill #ask #ambition series #praise

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anashins · 3 years ago

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Never Good Enough

Pairing: Jaehyun x You

Genre: angst, romance, smut

Word Count: a short one with a bit over 1,2k

Summary: You find out that Jaehyun tried to contact his ex and start questioning your entire relationship.

A/N: Because we've all been there, eaten up by insecurities and self-doubt.

“I love you,” Jaehyun whispers.

His warm fingertips tenderly outline the side of your bare body which he has undressed only shortly before. In the background, faint music is playing and a cool breeze coming from the slightly opened windows tickles your skin in unison with his invisible traces.

He tells you every day how much he loves you, and you have believed him every time, at every moment in your life - when you were at your highs, laughing from the top of your lungs, and when you were at your lows, ugly crying in bed.

They were the reason you woke up every morning and the source of your happiness.

Now, these words hold no meaning anymore, your will to live entirely vanished upon finding out that your boyfriend has never truly meant a single syllable of them.

“Mmhm,” you respond, and bring yourself to quietly add, “I love you too.”

At least, this is true.

Your feelings have been very clear from the beginning. You could never lie about something so emotional, and you are sure that Jaehyun has never doubted them. You just wonder whether he has ever felt bad about returning them and never meaning it once.

“You probably don’t know how much I love you,” you blurt out almost absent-mindedly, deep in thoughts, and to your surprise, he retorts,

“Oh, I do. But do you?”

You certainly do now: not a single bit.

Your teeth sink into the soft flesh of his shoulder as you feel his weight pressing down on you very carefully. His muscular chest closes the gap between you as he reaches down to your nether regions, and you roll your eyes to the ceiling, wanting to let the feeling, that you usually feel during this moment, sink in.

What you are supposed to feel right now is ecstasy. Desire. Passion. Nothing else should matter but the fact that your boyfriend is going to make “love” to you. Yet, the only gasp that leaves your mouth is caused by him determinedly pushing past your barrier and quietly settling in your wetness.

And then… nothing.

When he slowly starts thrusting with his elbows propped against the mattress on either side of your head, you stare at him and wonder how you have never noticed before. His eyes are averted and he prevents to look at you at all costs, keeping his head either lowered or up, but never parallel to yours.

He has once said this is because he usually feels embarrassed and insecure about his expressions during the act, but now, the real reason behind it becomes clear to you.

Is it because your own face disturbs the image of the one woman he actually wants to have placed here under him?

Only seldomly, he kisses you. You aren’t sure whether it’s only today or whether it has always been like this. When his lips finally find their way to you though, they pay attention to the side of your neck which you have always liked very much. Feathery-light kisses get placed there before he starts nibbling and sucking, strong enough to leave marks, but gentle enough to not hurt you, and you get goose bumps all over from it.

For the span of a second, you are on the verge of forgetting everything, and you sigh in anticipation of lust, this is how good he always makes you feel. But the knot in your stomach suddenly becomes very apparent again as a sinking feeling ripples through your body, rendering you as stiff as a board.

These gestures aren't meant for you, but for someone else.

They’re meant for her.

“You must be tired from work, hm?” Jaehyun expresses concern, but you are sure he only feigns it. “I’ll take care of it.”

You close your eyes and wrap your arms tightly around him, because you think that this way, you can enjoy it for a bit. That, if you literally tie yourself to him, there will be no room for her.

But even when you’re physically here, she is the one who occupies his entire mind, and most importantly, his heart.

There is no room for you. Never has.

Jaehyun (7.34 pm)

I’m sorry for everything. Can we talk?

+82 111 222 333 (8.21 pm)

Please don't contact me anymore.

But why, with this knowledge of him contacting her again, even though he has promised to cut her off entirely, do you still want to stay?

The noise of the headboard hitting the wall behind you disrupts his irregular panting rhythm and the sound of your lower bodies slamming together as he grabs the frame and picks up his pace. Only yesterday, you enjoyed it very much and were sitting on top of him, being the one grabbing the headboard as you cried out in rapture.

Now, you have your eyes shut, tears slowly streaming down your cheeks as you hold Jaehyun close to you, his breathing now only hitches next to your ear as he cums inside of you with a long thrust, followed by spasms of his muscles and a suppressed groan.

At this point, you start to believe that not everything could have been a lie. At one point, he must have really tried to fall in love with you as well, but failed. Yet, something has moved him to stay and to just… settle.

With a substitute who will never be good enough.

Because his great love from the past has decided to leave him, and he rather wants to be with someone who fills this void inside of him than stay entirely alone. You offer more than enough love for him to get by for the rest of your life in case she never returns.

And this applies to you as well. So really, you can understand him to some extent, and this is probably why it makes this situation so hurtful.

You love Jaehyun so much, you just can’t let him go. Leaving him will mean losing your reason to wake up in the mornings, the sole source of your happiness.

When Jaehyun was this for you, she was the same for him.

How will one continue living if you lose that?

“What’s wrong?” he suddenly asks as he rolls over to your side and holds his palm to your cheek, his forehead in frowns. “Why are you crying? Did I do something wrong? Tell me.”

With much strength, you force a smile and shake your head. “I’m just…” Your voice is shaky. “So… happy.”

A smile spreads across his face, relief written all over him. You don’t know what for. It’s the kind of smile that has deceived you every time, so you let it deceive you again. This is better than reality. Because in reality…

… you will never be good enough for him.

You cannot compare to her. To her beauty, her grace, her kindness. And above all, her strength to leave him herself. In the end, she was also much braver than you, and you sadly envy her for this.

“Me too,” he admits and embraces you with warmth. “I’m so happy. I love you, I hope you know that.”

Even if he plucks every single star from the sky, catches the sun to shine only for you, goes to the world's end to prove that these words are true, you will never be able to believe him again.

“I do,” you lie.

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jae-canikeepyou · 3 years ago

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| the wedding | j.jh

pair: jaehyun x female reader

summary: jeong jaehyun’s your long-time friend, and as far as one could remember, every single and little thing you both do ends to a competition; it turned into a permanent kind of relationship you have for over a decade now. no one expects that it would ever change, not until a childhood friend of yours from high school decides to make you two as his singers for his upcoming wedding.

word count: 9.5k+

genre: fluff + crack-ish + rival!jaehyun

a/n: i absolutely, and honestly loved loved writing this oneshot :’) i can’t really explain how fun it is but do tell me what you think of it! it’s probably a lil rushed and ugly hehe please enjoy reading! ~j

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the café was quieter than usual.

and the only thing heard in that corner was the ticking clock right above you. because you were seated at the far end of the café, the lo-fi music couldn’t reach to where you were. tonight you got a call from doyoung for an urgent meeting. you drove as fast as you could, but didn’t expect you’d wait half hour because he wouldn’t start the meeting for ‘a reason’. he only kept silent and you were left clueless within that time span.

you tapped your pen on the table, synchronising to the sound of the clock while you continued to scribble notes on your year-old notebook. doyoung’s ears turned red, his bunny smile shrunk to an awkward one. well, that’s what you expected he’d react for calling you out at the late hour— even if he knew you were a busy woman. he took for granted that you weren’t the type to decline someone in need of help.

he puckered his lips and dove for his phone, dialling digits in hopes for the person on the other line to answer him immediately.

“doie, we can’t hold the table if we’re not ordering anything.” you leaned back against the chair. “i hate receiving death stares from the staff as warning. they really don’t appear friendly.”

doyoung shook his hands with wavering eyes. “i’m sorry. it’ll be my treat tonight but i promise i won’t waste your time—”

*ding! ding!* the bells cut him off.

finally, he jumped inside.

jaehyun’s eyes scan the entire café until they landed on a relieved doyoung who was now waving at him to come over. from his point of view, doyoung was already trying to avoid the impact from his attempted grip. “this better be worth my time—” jaehyun gritted his teeth, soon stopping as he saw you opposite to him with raising and questionable eyebrows. “what is she doing here?”

confused at the voice, you looked up from your notes, turning heads towards the panicked doyoung. he seemed afraid to continue because of the glares you both were giving him. coming from you two, it wasn’t usually a nice one considering that you both have straight forward personalities. “dude you could’ve at least informed me she’s coming?” jaehyun scoffed, having no choice to sit down beside you.

“gosh i was already at peace then you arrived.” you rolled your eyes, landing on doyoung. “your message says you need help— my help. so why is he here?” you wiggled your phone in the air.

“what do you mean, he messaged me. so he needs my help.” jaehyun spit out this tongue, annoying the heck out of you. “pretty sure i can handle it myself. you can tell her to leave.”

“i messaged the two of you, so i need both of your help..” doyoung exhaled and didn’t think it would turn out like this.

everyone including kim doyoung knew how competitive you both were back in middle school; aged twelve where you were taller than him while he suffered from voice cracks. but no one could recall how it all started; it just began out of the blue. so yes, competitions.. there never was an end to them since then. even for the little things such as racing to the cafeteria for pastries of the day or trying to become the professor’s teaching assistant.. whatever opportunity one would get, the other would try to attempt to take it.

to others, you and jaehyun’s popular rivalry became entertainment. they claimed they enjoyed this better than what they watched on television. minutes were the introductions, hours were shorts, days were episodes and months were seasons. wondering about years?

they were sequels,

that lasted ten years,

and still counting.

what was funny was the older you’ve grown, the more dumb the little fights were. unnecessary yet the adrenaline was still kicking. you both have office jobs as professionals but sometimes sending pictures through snapchat caused either of you to meet after work. then continue with the bickering with inviting friends over so they could decide who the champion was. doyoung’s one of the friends caught up in between. witnessing everything since the beginning didn’t really surprise him that it would take this long.

sometimes he’d wish you both would grow up. that was why he asked for this meeting. there was important news he had to tell— perhaps that would be a way to get yourselves to think about really ‘adulting’.

you slapped your phone screen downwards, not caring whether it obtained cracks because winning the argument with jaehyun was way more important. “and you think we’d actually work together to help you?” you asked, scooting away from the unbelievably handsome perfume coated man. “prayers unanswered. i work alone.”

“uh-nuh. not gonna happen.” jaehyun bit his inner gums, his torso facing you. “i can already imagine you giving up because this is hyung we’re talking about. the student council president doesn’t take things lightly.”

doyoung expected you both would grow up. he pinched the bridge of his nose. “we graduated years ago, care to view me as a close friend or equals or even brothe-”

“shhh!” you both spat simultaneously and continued to bicker.

“ok you were late so i’ll be the one helping him!”

“sorry ma’am but productivity-wise i’m more efficient!”

“it’s my quality over your efficacy, you dorkhead!”

“oh shut up! my works always tops yours, loser!”

his awkward bunny grin disappeared, soon pursing his lips and as seen on his expression, his patience was thinning. the squabbling got louder and embarrassing that he had to cower away from customer’s stares. why was he friends with you both still? he had enough. “can you just shut up and be my wedding singers?!”

doyoung’s smirk began to resurface seeing you gulp in discomfort, moving slightly on your seat; while jaehyun was at a loss for words with eyebrows knitted together. “it’s last minute but.. you heard me.” doyoung hummed.

you and jaehyun forgot about how his wedding was this month. being the busybody duo of the friend circle, it was a given to forget about important date. “w-when’s the wedding again?” you asked to confirm the day.

there was joy in doyoung’s eyes, and it was enough to set aside both of your competitive feelings, for now he guessed. “in five days—”

jaehyun choked the drink he stole from you earlier, then showering it from your forearm to the wrists. “already?” a congested yet amusing question bubbled out of his throat. “hyung you know i pretty much left my singing thing in high school. i’ve never sung even after graduation, let alone now.”

you closed your eyes while remembering those hours of non-stop rehearsals from a self-produced and original musical written by kun. “oh gosh.”

jaehyun still drank your drink to quench his throat. the sipping grew louder by the minute. “ow!” he hissed from your slap on his arm. “can’t we do something else other than singing, hyung?”

“yes please! like uh, videography or something.” you interrupted and very insisting of changing doyoung’s mind. “we were in the broadcasting and film society in in senior year, remember? besides, hiring professional videographers are expensive. jaehyun and i could do it for free!” you chuckled with uncertainty exposed on your face.

“we have all that prepared except for singers. it’d be weird if sejeong and i sang on our own wedding, right?”

“no it’s not weird at all.”

“i don’t see why not?”

doyoung made it obvious while he rolled his eyes, as if those answers were convincing to escape his request. “just sing for us, please?” he begged. “it’ll be a secret until the wedding.”

the day of the audition was when you thought you’d be able to end the ten year rivalry streak with jaehyun. it came to the point where, for fun, you decided to try out singing since jaehyun didn’t show any interests in the dramatic and musical arts. jaehyun’s personality was more in the academics and athletics. you had full confidence and pride in yourself in that spectrum.

when social media era came, everyone got their own gadgets and gizmos. there would always be people documenting “jaehyun & y/n’s fight of the day”, especially in uni campus. despite already being the golden boy and girl (in town too), what else was there to prove when you excelled in everything?

that was until you saw him entering the rehearsals day one, script in hand as doyoung’s understudy, singing with a beautiful baritone to memorise the lyrics.

and the confidence you thought you had?

he had that too.

all the more reason why the rivalry heightened.

he pulled out an old polaroid picture. “please? you were understudies for me and sejeong back then..” the four of you wore the same costumes of the characters you played as. “..and had better chemistry than we did. well, your voices have chemistry.” he corrected himself after seeing you both glare at him again. “just one duet song and one song each, deal? or one song! just one song, that can work right?”

“why do i get the feeling your wedding will serve as a high school reunion for most?” you wondered by which in fact jaehyun thought the same.

“i could ask taeil but his wife’s due anytime this month. it’s better if he’s by her side. so right now.. i could only think of my favourite singers a.k.a. you two. are you in?”

doyoung saw how you were suddenly pulled to the side, right under jaehyun’s chin and chest. he laughed about it. anyone would fall for him if he did this gesture often. while he was already putting you in a headlock, doyoung realised jaehyun never did that or acted like this to anyone except you.

was there something? or was jaehyun actually feeling feelings other than desirous and spirited? he was definitely hyper, and loads of skinship.

“we’re in.” jaehyun smirked and attempted to flirt with you. “but i’m singing the solo song before she does. gotta get the cheers and cameras.”

sigh, you knew this tone. ever since he got girls pining over him after his ‘bloomed’ phase, you noticed how he bothered you more than usual and never stopped. “ugh. i know you’re handsome but you ain’t getting girls if you’re too full of yourself.”

“amen to that sister.” doyoung stood up for a hi-five. “what do you want? the usual matcha cheesecake?”

you nodded happily. “uh-huh. thank you!”

“oh i’ll get a tiramisu—” jaehyun turned around.

“i’m treating her, not you. buy one yourself.” doyoung passed the a5 sized menu. he gave you a wink and noticed your celebratory fist just under the table.

“thought i was your favourite.” jaehyun fished out his wallet for cash.

“i’m kidding, jae. here you go.” doyoung came back after purchasing two of the cheesecakes. “i’ll have to go to sejeong’s place now. see you in two days. the whole squad will be at the party room i rented.”

once he left, jaehyun swirled his tongue around with his patience thinning out when you annoyingly lifted the chair and slid it against the floor to move closer to him. he wasn’t going to lie that that was his pet peeve, it even annoyed him when you did it. “doyoung said we can choose a song for them. what do you have in mind?” you scrolled down your phone for a playlist on wedding songs.

people only realised the relationship you and jaehyun have was each other’s competitor. nothing more.

what they didn’t realise was that you were super close, equivalent to be best friends, but not intimate enough to be anything more. your ideal types clashed, like two magnets heavily opposing to one another. some joked about it, that you would look so great as a couple, however the current you wouldn’t change your mindset towards jaehyun.

“y/n you’re talking to the person born on hearts day.” jaehyun grabbed your head, messing your hairstyle. “you’re asking me like i’m so innocent. my playlist’s better than yours. what’s this line-up?” he remarked with a sour face, making you pout since it had been ages you’ve sung a song or even was updated to the latest song trends. jaehyun poked your cheeks to pay attention to him. “i’m sorry, i know your question’s genuine.”

“tsk you just love picking a fight with me.” you rested your palms on your cheek.

“i’ll never get tired of it.” jaehyun mumbled softly, but you were too focused and mesmerised with his playlist to hear what he said. he cleared his throat. “it’s getting late, do you wanna come to my place? your house is hours from here.”

“ha?” you spat, accidentally poking your tongue with the fork whilst you ate. “jeong jaehyun and nice words really doesn’t suit.. this.” you circled the all of him. “nope! can’t imagine it.”

“hey! i can be nice whenever i want to.” jaehyun replied. “to you, maybe just sometimes.. ten percent of the time.”

“fine, only if you lend me lots of pillows.” you took the matcha cheesecake slice and savoured it in your mouth— this time not injuring your tongue. jaehyun took a couple of seconds to let what you just said sink in, and his unresponsiveness made you realised what you blurted out. “o-oh it wasn’t a sleepover?”

jaehyun then recalled that you did sleep over before. but that was when you were teens and the sleepover happened on a whim— because you wouldn’t back down an “all-nighter”, to which of course, he won. you were knocked out and it wasn’t even an hour since the stupid contest started. “sorry that caught you off guard.” you laughed, pointing at his wavering eyes which snapped him out from his trailing thoughts. “should’ve seen your face-”

“yeah it’s a sleepover. i may look mean and make fun of you but that doesn’t mean i don’t have a heart.”

“aww are you hurt?” you cooed with a pout.

he squeezed your cheeks with one hand, causing your lips to form an ‘o’. “shut up fishy.”

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quickly taking off your boots inside jaehyun’s studio apartment, you rushed to the heater with your arms stretched forward. jaehyun hung his coat and chuckled loudly. “you really hate the cold, don’t you? i’ll be using that beside my bed tonight though.”

“pfft okay good luck to you if ever i get sick.” simultaneously rubbing and blowing your icy cold hands in the most bothersome voice jaehyun has heard from you all night.

he knew how cranky you were when you had slept over before and the experience was equal to caring for a five year old child, so he came to the conclusion that nurses would probably give up on you. “sucks to be you for being so abrasive then.” jaehyun boiled water with a kettle. “chocolate or just water— hey that’s mine!”

she really can’t keep still!

you were halfway into draping yourself under jaehyun’s blanket, immediately pausing with your wingspan spread wide. “gross take a bath first before touching my things!”

a memory flashed in your head; a young jaehyun always avoided girls because he thought they had cooties. it was comical sight, and you were the one who made him think otherwise; which was probably why he stuck close to you since. although you couldn’t remember how the rivalry started, maybe it was somewhere in between?

“seriously jae you’re not a middle school child to act like this!” standing up to irk him more, you continued to wrap yourself anyway, and he slid across the wooden floor to grab hold of you. “i’m cold!”

“c’mere!” he gritted his teeth, dimples deepening so much you forgot that pinching them would make him stop. “i just got it from the laundry yesterday!”

“ah stop you’re overreacting! can’t i keep myself warm first—” you were pulling the blanket harshly. it was surprising how sturdy the fabric was towards jaehyun’s strength.

jaehyun lost his balance and bumped into you. dammit socks! before he could comprehend what happened, he landed on his bed with you right against his chest. you squinted an eye open to check if you hurt yourself or jaehyun. he was staring straight into your orbs with red ears, later furrowing his brows in discomfort.

you wanted to move away and froze when you realised his palms were around your waist. your mouth agaped, wanting to say something but jaehyun could read your mind. “uhlgh, this is something couples do.” he made a sour face, looking away at how cringey and strange it rolled on his tongue.

jaehyun and you were close but never reached to this proximity: faces centimetres from each other where features and flaws were magnetised, and could feel the warmth in the embrace. this feeling was too foreign.

you could see how fuzzy his cheeks were, tempting enough for you to caress them. “ew i know. so not us.” you propped yourself up, only to feel your face heating up at the details of his abs under your fingertips. “i’ll use your bathroom!” you blinked quickly and dusted your clothes. “gonna take a b-bath.”

“light switch’s on the left!” jaehyun yelled out. he kicked his leg high to sit up, elbows resting on his thighs with head down.

what the heck just happened?..

yet for some odd reason and deep down inside, he wasn’t bothered by this at all.

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“are you really sure i can wear these?” you looked down at the dangling sleeves and could barely see your hands. the huge sweater was his one of his favourites. not that it really mattered to you. because what mattered was it kept you really warm. “it’s comfortable and i feel like i won’t return it to you after tonight.”

“then you can keep it.” he hummed as he scrolled on his phone with so much focus.

“afraid i spread cooties on it? you snapped your neck to the side, a growing smirk on your lips and jaehyun rolled his eyes. “i’m kidding! kind words coming from your mouth? still trying to get used to that.” you laughed.

jaehyun eyed you from head to toe, shaking his head. “you’re my guest and staying the night. i’m disciplined and taught to give the best hospitality to—”

a stifled laugh came out from you while sitting down beside him. “such as running across the entire unit only to crash into them? yeah that’s some hospitality.“

“ah c’mon we both know i did that because of you.” jaehyun lowered the t.v’s volume while seated like someone asking to paint a picture of him. “so we have five days to come up with a song to sing for hyung’s wedding. i have an idea.”

jaehyun took out a book you haven’t seen in years. your eyes widened at the fact he kept it carefully. it still smelled new despite having signatures all over. “we can start from the beginning, like when sejeong transferred to our middle school and doyoung had a huge fat crush on her.”

“oh the year book! remember when he used to join the singing contest every year just to get her attention? his intention was to serenade, wishing she would notice.” you turned the pages.

“i was thinking we sing any one of the song he sang for her.”

“maybe, just not something too complicated, i haven’t warmed up nor sang in so long.” you pushed him on the arm. jaehyun only shrugged as he was just stating the fact. “well i hate to admit it because we always had opposing opinions, but i’ll agree with you on this one.”

“don’t forget the time he asked her to senior prom. can’t believe he made me one of his backup singers. and that was right after the musical. i was sick—”

you flicked him on the forehead. “you’re overreacting, and stop diverting the subject of this conversation to you. it’s doyoung we’re talking about.”

jaehyun pinched you on the cheeks. “oi i’m what now? you’re in my apartment, say something mean again i can kick you out of here.” he reiterated while wiggling your sore face.

“ugh fine i’m sorry! can we just continue with finalising the song?” you tried to utter out the words when he pinched the other cheek.

“only if you sing me a lullaby—”

“jeong jaehyun!”

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doyoung stood there in the rented party room with his phone in one of his hands, confused after seeing your text message. he shook it to get jaehyun’s attention, who was continuously yawning with hands in pockets. “y/n can’t make it. jae, is she alright?” he asked.

“hm? oh, she’s down with a fever.” jaehyun snapped back from his trail of thoughts after getting nudged.

“how?” doyoung unpacked the paper cups and plates.

jaehyun couldn’t shake the guilt of letting you sleep on his couch two nights ago. the pillow and blanket he gave wasn’t enough to keep you warm. “..w-weather.”

the rest of the group arrived shortly after, all gathered around jaehyun and have asked the same question. if not, they were somewhere along the lines and each of them always included your name. they have always seen him together with you at parties like this because a contest would eventually happen— and every single time it was different.

whilst they entertained themselves with karaoke, games and picture-taking, jaehyun felt a little left out— the fact that almost every one of his friends were either in a relationship, dating or married. those who were outside of that “almost”.. well it meant one percent, and that percent was him.

he felt he was lagging behind, but wasn’t too stressed or pressured to get into a relationship yet since he loves his job. being a professional photographer got him into a period where he was in demand for projects. and when others realised his how good-looking he was, he had been referred to part-time modelling around town. so jaehyun being single never really bothered him.

the door swung loudly, followed by few shrieks and greetings. jaehyun occupied himself with whatever was around him, but his phone was the better option.

“y/n you came!”

jaehyun’s thumbs stopped midway in typing, eyes trailing to the door. he saw you, hugging everyone tightly. you looked sick and you still managed to come here? he shook his head as he stood up, only to halt in his steps when dejun pulled you into his embrace.

dejun’s perfume filled your nostrils as he tried to keep you warm. “tsk why did you get yourself sick? i think i heard you were going to sing for the couple in two days.” he hummed. “might be wrong though.”

“i am and it’s a good and bad thing.” you sighed behind the mask as you answer him innocently while hugging dejun back with your sweaterpaws. “good since it’s for doyoung and sejeong but bad because i’m gonna sing with jaehyun.”

“you’re singing with jaehyun?!” dejun pulled you away from him and looked for the man. he still had you in his arms though.

“shhh!” you coughed and placed a finger in front of his lips, anxiety bubbling inside your chest. crap i shouldn’t have mentioned! “dejun, it’s supposed to be a surprise for the rest of our high school friends. just don’t tell anyone, p-please?”

his mouth agape at the news. “we’re actually getting a duet from you in two days! this is like the musical kun wrote!” dejun reminisced while nudging your shoulder as he handed you a glass of water. “the chemistry was really on point though! wonder why you both didn’t end up together.”

you choked on the water, coughing soon after to catch your breath. “jae and i? nah nope no. we’re just friends with opposing personalities. i love seeing him lose.. and proving him wrong most of the time.” you looked up to dejun, leading you to the seats.

he appeared to be thinking otherwise. even your other friends thought the same; exclude the fights and whatnots, they really think you and jaehyun suit each other. “i know what you’re thinking and it’s never ever gonna happen.”

“hey, anything can happen.” dejun turned around to see the hyperactive lucas handing him the microphone. he took it and passed it to you, grabbing another one for himself. “i’ve always wanted to sing with you, so i was kinda bummed out when i wasn’t chosen as the understudy. answer my wish?”

his smile was too adorable for you to refuse. “fine, fine. you choose the song.” the music started its intro and while your friends cheered, jaehyun peeked from yuta’s side to check what was happening at the gathering circle. he saw you standing at the centre with dejun, singing happily.

jaehyun rolled his eyes and didn’t care about what you were going to do after tonight. so he let you be and he himself enjoyed in the company of the others away from the chaotic karaoke corner. he decided to play board games until another song played again.

it was already the fifth song since you sang and he couldn’t believe he actually counted them. ugh it had to be an ariana grande song too.

whether you looked drunk or just groggy at the fever, jaehyun was pissed at himself for getting you so sick. yet after this karaoke marathon, his anger directed at you for coming here and singing with a already sore throat. did you forget that you had to rest so to protect your voice for the wedding? jaehyun was ready to fight you when doyoung poked his back to remind him about the time and your condition.

“y/n could be drunk or gotten sicker. bring her home.” doyoung whispered. sejeong agreed by pointing out at your wobbly limbs and pretty sure you were enjoying too much to be able to notice yourself.

jaehyun’s face wrinkled to a sour one at doyoung’s remark. “to where? my house? i can’t handle a cranky y/n for another night. she’s too impossible and i for one, can’t get sick if i’m gonna have to sing for you both in two days.”

doyoung and sejeong exchanged stares before looking back at jaehyun. “then bring her to joohyun’s place. she’s a nurse and is on leave. plus y/n’s afraid of her.”

“true,” jaehyun hummed as he heard you singing loudly than usual. “i don’t think she’ll ever stop but seriously? why do i have to be the one to do this?”

“y/n’s careless and will still stay if it was any of us. if it’s you, she’ll have no choice to leave. her focus will be on whatever fight you bring up. plus she won’t get sick..er.” doyoung laughed. “problems solved.”

jaehyun sighed and pressed the area where his thick eyebrows furrowed. “ugh, but it’ll be a problem for me! anyway i guess i’ll call it a night for myself after drop her off.”

“at joohyun-noona’s?”

“nah, her house.”

you’ve almost passed out with the throbbing in your head. maybe you’ve had too much fun you lost track of time. funny giggles came out of you as the others encouraged you to sing more.

but you felt yourself being lifted off the ground and your body draped on one’s shoulder instead. “i’m bringing the garbage out and head home guys. see you at the wedding!” jaehyun grunted while wrapping his arm around your calves, the other grabbing his car keys.

you gasped at jaehyun’s description. “garbage?! i’m garbage?! listen here you fartface! put me down and i swear i’ll—”

“fartface?!” jaehyun scoffed. “there’s nothing written besides me being handsome!”

once the door clicked with you and jaehyun’s shouts and arguments heard on the other side, everyone else exchanged eye contact. that night for the longest time one could remember, they all shared the same brain cell. they didn’t dare to say it since it might be false but, donghyuck had to break the silence.

“they fight like an old married couple. just date already!” he yelled towards the door, hoping you both could hear him.

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you woke up in your bed squinting from the morning’s sunlight. warm sheets, birds singing their song, your heart didn’t feel heavy nor stung every minute. anyone could tell you had a good night’s sleep. and then it finally hits you,

how the hell did you end up here at your own home?

all you remembered was singing- correction, yelling at the microphone while everyone cheered you on. you went down the stairs to the bathroom for your morning routine. and as you brushed your teeth and checked your phone for any messages, your ringtone surprised you from your daydream state. “y/n! did you read my messages?” you flinched at the volume.

“mina?” you gathered your thoughts as to why she would call you so early in the day. “hold on.” you gargled the remains of toothpaste and head to the kitchen island.

“i called you because you didn’t see my texts.” she whined. “and that’s like.. worse than seenzone.”

“i’m sorry. i was sick for two days so i didn’t bother checking my phone.” you were about to open the fridge for some breakfast until you spotted a post-it noted stuck with your favourite magnet.

mina’s giggles heard through the phone. “i saw the snaps and it’s alright! the girls and i are going to shop for some heels. we’re the bridesmaids! oh do you have a gown yet? wanna come with?”

good morning to the most ugly fartface y/n! i cooked you porridge. heat it and thank me later! it’s delicious and don’t worry, there’s no poison in there. really, you better thank me though. *wink* — from handsome jae :)

while mina’s voice became inaudible, suddenly that faint memory appeared in your head like an old television screen. you did remember calling him with the name. “no!” you gasped out of annoyance. i’m never thanking you.

“‘no’? why not y/n?” mina’s voice startled you from your resenting thoughts.

“ah, sorry! it wasn’t about that. jae left a note on my fridge and it pisses me off.” you tore the note apart, quickly grabbing a glass to quench your drying throat. “and by no, i mean i haven’t gotten a gown yet.”

“great me too!” the other end of the call went quiet for a while. “…uh i’m actually outside your loft apartment.”

you turned around and slid your way to open the door, revealing your giggly friend. “kang mina, we both look like idiots.” you remarked with a raised brow, simultaneously looking at the phone and at each other.

she shrugged with the most adorable smile. “aw aren’t we already?” she nudged you, helping herself in. “you know i’m a fool for mark lee. and you.. with jaehyun.”

you spat out the water you just drank. luckily the sink was close by and didn’t embarrass yourself. “ew no gross! he’ll forever be my arch-emeny.”

“enemy, rival, who cares? y’all aren’t teens anymore to act like this. remember the musical—” she blocked your path, her eyes teasing every cell of patience you have left.

“my life isn’t a musical where there’s flowers and sunshine and hearts flying everywhere.” you laughed recalling the ‘chemistry’ you both had to show and almost gagged thinking about it again. “don’t even remind me of that.”

“but you guys were so cute!” mina quickly grabbed your clothes and signalling you get ready.

“agh stop. don’t ship him and me.”

the car was parked by the apartment and appointment was sooner than you thought. it was a thirty minute drive, and the whole journey on the way to the store was your friends trying to convince you to see jaehyun in a different light. but you couldn’t imagine it, it never crossed your mind, ever.

—

for a while you felt a little jittery behind the curtains, tugging on the sides that hugged your figure. it was funny how you were feeling this way when the wedding wasn’t yours. previously as a wee child, this typical emotion lingered on every occasion whenever you wear formal and fancy clothes. you liked dresses, just not the feeling that came after, especially when people were staring.

and prom was out of the picture since you were sick and wasn’t able to attend. graduation was alright, the gown covered most of your attire that your mom forced you to wear. the term confidence wasn’t on the same boat as you for this side of the event.

the infinity dresses sejeong chose for the ladies were in dusty blue yet leaning a little towards lavender. looking at yourself at the mirror, it was a classic halter; an x wrapping your chest, followed by twisted trail aligning your spine and a few loops around your waist, ending with a knot at the back. it was too revealing, for you at least.

“y/n! please come out. sej wants us to send a picture with all of us wearing the dresses!” sohye pleaded, glancing with the ladies who were already dressed.

your hands flew everywhere, trying to find something cover your panicked face. “uh.. i-” then you grabbed the only thing you saw— the curtains.

“what’s taking you so long- y/n oh!” mina pulled the curtains to the side.

compliments started flooding in that you didn’t notice jaehyun and his friends were present in the store too. you shied away behind doyeon and nayoung, flustered already as you were when dejun gave you a thumbs up. “why are you guys are here?” you asked.

“we just got our suits too. aren’t we the last minute squad?” dejun’s dove for his phone and began to snap a picture of you.

“dejun! h-how do i look?” you cleared your throat.

“i think you look great.” dejun elbowed jaehyun who honestly looked dashing to all the girls. “isn’t she pretty? jaehyun?”

“she’s—”

you could feel his imaginary nose elongate at your friend’s question, and was ready to fight him. but here’s the thing..

jaehyun kept quiet after he responded with one word, staring at you from head to toe. no more words came out. not like you ever cared about his opinions, but why did your heart clench at his answer on this? you didn’t expect anything yet you wonder why you wanted him to say something at least; something good about you, how you looked and all. was it because you were all dressed up? what were you trying to prove now?

on the other hand, jaehyun saw that you seemed unfazed with him in a formal wear. a stare-down that he knew he’d lose if he lost composure. you talked with girls as they fixed the creases on your dress and tuck a strand behind your ear.

he was too stunned to say anything else. snap out of it jae. she’s nothing more than a rival you love competing with. “uh y/n we have to go with taeyong after lunch.” he gulped, scratching his temples with a finger.

“ah okay.” you replied with a rather blunt tone, feeling yourself heating up and overwhelmed with the events today.

in taeyong’s car with lo-fi music playing, you looked at the paper bag on your thighs. it still felt weird; what mina said about you and jaehyun, the dress etc. it just wasn’t your jive— this romance and dolling up. “you were quiet back there.” jaehyun broke the silence between while played with the buttons of the window. “guess i caught you off guard.”

“pfft, in your dreams. just not to wearing.. or exposing too much of my skin.” you rolled your eyes, a soft chuckle coming out from your lips.

jaehyun’s dimples deepened. “that’s more like it. the y/n i know would react and be loud. you being too quiet is just weird.” removed his seatbelt and got out once the car had parked.

you did the same and once you reached the studio, the groom-to-be was present with mark, who arrived earlier. jaehyun sat on the couch, arms stretched wide on the head rest. “why are we prerecording? we’ll be present at your wedding.” he grumbled.

doyoung wrapped his arm around your shoulder. “i’m gonna use your voices for our wedding video.”

“i didn’t sign up for this—” jaehyun began to argue, but you stopped him with your fingers on his lips.

“ah ah. that’s my line.” you squinted an eye towards him with an irritated tone. “in case you forgot, you agreed first then dragged me into your decisions.”

jaehyun slapped your hand away, sighing when you stuck a tongue out. “hm you’re stuck with me and you have nothing you can do about it.”

“like i had any choice? i’m here to help doyoung. but as usual, you just want to prove you’re better than i am.” you spat, though you didn’t mind any competition, his outburst was unnecessary.

“aren’t i already—”

“shall we record? i’ll do it first.” you tried to sound enthusiastic, walking to the recording booth with mark helping you set up. but sarcasm was all jaehyun heard. why does she keep cutting me off?

taeyong squeezed jaehyun’s shoulders to calm him down. “i think it’s a good thing we’re recording early because we can just use the track if one of you calls quits in the last minute.”

“we are not getting to that point, and we promised doyoung we’d sing live. can’t just disappoint him like that.” jaehyun took off his cap and brushed his hair backwards.

“there’s never a day where you both don’t fight huh.” taeyong hummed, noticing that jaehyun’s attention was towards you.

he wasn’t sure if jaehyun was aware, but anyone could tell the sparking light in the guy’s eyes whenever the conversation was about you. majority could only see it was his competitive nature. however taeyong knew him since they were kids, competitiveness was not it.

you started testing your vocals on the mic and adjusted its level to match with your height. and because your hair wasn’t tied, you looped a strand behind your ear, making jaehyun flustered and remembered that same action at the shop. taeyong was an observer, there was no way he would not recognise this reaction from his friend; jaehyun’s ears were turning into a faint pink again.

“we fight but i guess we patch up?” jaehyun stretched on the sofa.

“with more fights.” taeyong messed jaehyun’s hair. “i know it’s you and y/n’s form of greeting or conversation but you gotta step up, grow up to treat her right.”

“i can’t do that when she’s always picking a fight with me..” he trailed off and ears perked up to your voice attentively.

he hadn’t heard it since high school, and his skipped too many beats to process what he just felt. “i think it’s better for you to practice with y/n. just to get the feel back again.” taeyong nudged him.

jaehyun sighed heavily because he knew what he meant. that chemistry was needed to be heard in his voice with you, and they loved the characters and chemistry you both portrayed. “okay.”

your eyes shot up at the opening door. jaehyun took the headphones and cleared his throat. he sang flawlessly with his soothing baritone as the backing track began playing. although you hated him with all your guts, you’d be lying if you said you didn’t like his voice. in all honesty he was easy to sing with, which was why that musical you did in the past turned out victorious.

then your chest tightened at the fact how good looking he actually was whenever he was focused on the things he’s serious about. it made you lose sight of your cue in the song. jaehyun poked your forehead at your mistake and mark had to restart to the beginning.

taeyong shook his head towards you and jaehyun, thinking that you were both naïve and should be able to see the obvious. “airheads in love huh?”

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the flow of the garden wedding was smooth and simple. since it was doyoung, it was expected that everything would be in place and perfect; especially when it was to be done for sejeong. you felt bad for slowly dazing off for some of the important parts of the ceremony, but you couldn’t help but think about the two days with jaehyun after the studio. and a number of things were too new to be actually done by him.

that night, he let you sleep at his apartment again after the recording took long. the following morning, he would react less whenever you pick a fight with him. and today? he was too kind to drop by your place and drive you both to the venue.

and these didn’t suit him at all.

the cheers and celebratory greetings brought you back from your thoughts, the newly wed couple orchestrated their grand exit after exchanging their vows and rings.

and once the each side of the family took their turns to pose with the bride and groom, the whole friend circle gathered in front of the unique arch. everyone hugged them, while you rubbed your arm awkwardly with the dress. i really can’t get used to this.

“say we want babies!” johnny exclaimed as you all posed for the camera and copied his words soon after. doyoung looked like he was ready to kill johnny’s perfect hair.

jaehyun then waved in front of your face, a phone in his hand. “selfie with my rival? just for keeps so i got something to tease you with.”

you rolled your eyes playfully and giggled as you grabbed his phone. “whatever.” you snorted, inhaling his perfume and goodness if he wasn’t a jerk you’d probably like him.

after several shutters of selfies, you both were heading to the reception hall and were suddenly tugged aside by mark. “it’s last minute but doyoung hyung wants to add one more song to your duet. kun will be playing the piano for you.”

the worries you had doubled, which was more than the dress you’re wearing. “did he say why?”

“uh, he said it’s to gain some time before their entrance to the reception hall.” he passed the mic. “you’ll still be singing the song you prepared but also include the duet version of ‘you are the reason’ by calum scott.”

“okay at least we both know the song.” jaehyun’s voice wavered a bit. “y/n i think we’re already up. hope you got your lines memorised.”

“please, we both know i’m better than you on that.” you twirled around.

jaehyun’s heart fluttered like butterflies just like when he first saw you wearing it. it didn’t take him years to realise this uncertain feeling he always had for you. what taeyong said instantly inked his mind. ten plus year and still no change in this fun yet sorta toxic relationship with you. although he has been dropping hints to change a little, you didn’t seem to notice.

he wondered if you still view him as a rival, as for him, he slowly doesn’t think of you that way anymore.

“hello everyone. we’re jaehyun and y/n, the groom and bride’s friends and we’re asked to...” he gave a short message before the reception started, introducing himself and you to render a song for them.

the applause, cheers and anticipation grew. some never heard either of you sing, nor knew you both had the talent. “there goes my heart beating, ‘cause you are the reason, i’m losing my sleep. please come back now..”

while jaehyun began to sing, a few flashes from the corner of your eyes caught your attention. mina did her signature grin, one that annoyed you to the bone. don’t lose focus. “there goes my mind racing, and you are the reason that i’m still breathing. i’m hopeless now.”

“i’d climb every mountain & swim every ocean, just to be with you and fix what i’ve broken. oh cause i need you to see, that you are the reason.”

nostalgia started to hit you on every cell of your body. this reminded you of that last act on the final day of the musical. at the time, you and jaehyun often fought that your duet rehearsals had to be cancelled which lasted until the curtains went down.

everyone had their phone up with flashlights on and as the bridge was closing in, you did your ad-lib and jaehyun did his. people thought your voices blended like strawberry and chocolate; creating this sweet and soothing sensation that only the two of you can pull off. both being up there, it didn’t look like you were rivals.

because anyone would mistake you and him as lovers.

a few minutes later, the second duet came to an end. to you it wasn’t surprising that they asked for an encore from jaehyun since was all for it, and he noticed that you drank plenty of water after each song.

“i can sing one more, but y/n here has to rest since she just recovered.” he said with a gentle push to your back. his cold fingertips clearly told you he was nervous, but you admired his courage.

you got off the small stage and walked towards your table. you felt lightheaded, one couldn’t take in many emotions at once. earning a light squeeze from mina, she squealed as if there would be a happy ending.

“i swear you guys were amazing! like the best couple out there!” she puckered her lips as you clicked your tongue. “in duet! gosh y/n i know you don’t like being shipped— oh mark’s playing the guitar for jaehyun.”

with the intro you immediately knew this was one of your favourite songs; ‘this feeling’ by will gittens. “oh gosh.” sohye heard you mumble to yourself. you exactly knew the lyrics very well and by heart. sigh, your chest was thumping out of order and irregularly.

a/n: listen to the song here.

in every word he sang, he meant them. it was written in his eyes. his smile was genuine too and he was looking your way. why was he looking at you when he had the audience to worry about? wasn’t he meant to be nervous?

“oh wow jaehyun has a lovely tone.” kyulkyung gasped.

“y/n? you okay? usually you’d be on the edge whenever we talk about jae. this is so not you. you’re too calm, he’s looking over here.” nayoung giggled, pinching your bubbling cheeks.

do i? i feel kinda alright though? you wondered with uncertainty. “uh..”

the girls whispered and giggled to themselves whilst your attention was on jaehyun. “so cute, she doesn’t realise it yet but she’s definitely a tsundere.”

dejun switched seats with sohye as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder. “y/n’s so pretty today! dress like this more often i swear i’m gonna ask you out.” he pulled you in close for a selfie, making you giggle.

little did you know, jaehyun’s flinched at the sight.

for the most part of the reception celebration, all you remember that night was dancing with the ladies and dejun, as well as taking shots. you partied the night away, drinking all alcoholic beverages you could find; even after jaehyun challenged you to compete with him since he was a heavyweight.

“y/n i think you had enough.” jaehyun held you arm gently.

“ⱼₑₒₙg ⱼₐₑₕyᵤₙ!” you flicked him away. “ᵢ wₐₙₜ ₐ ᵣₑₘₐₜcₕ!”

you felt you just had to keep him far from you for the rest of the evening. this feeling you felt towards jaehyun was too foreign to you, you couldn’t understand.

jaehyun was fidgety right when it finished. he paced back and forth. the other men in suits nudged each other at his behaviour because he acted like this after his performance and throughout the night. whenever he would try to get close to you, you’d stir away and talk to others. it was as if he didn’t exist.

something was different and something changed you— your perception of him.

dejun had you struggling to keep yourself upright on his shoulders. jaehyun offered to help yet you pushed him away. you were a little drunk and a little sober. “ₑᵥₑₙ ᵢf ₜₕₑᵣₑ’ₛ ₐ ₛₗᵢgₕₜ cₕₐₙcₑ yₒᵤ wᵢₙ,” you slurred. “yₒᵤ’ᵣₑ ₛₜᵢₗₗ ₐ ₗₒₛₑᵣ.”

“i’ll bring her home and let you know she’s safe okay?” dejun chuckled as he brought you to his car.

“she wouldn’t back down a challenge with you, would she?” mark stifled a laugh and softened when jaehyun’s unresponsive. “heard you’re supposed to be the one bringing her home?”

“i wanted to.” jaehyun sighed, shoving his hands in his pockets. “then i’d bombard her with all the selfies we took-”

“thought you’re beginning to treat her right?” taeyong nudged him.

jaehyun scratched his head. “i am trying. i did what you advised but i don’t know what i did wrong to deserve this- sudden silence from her.. or for her to even ignore me.”

the older one found whiny jaehyun adorable. “hm? for you to change so quickly, does that mean you like her?” taeyong crossed his arms, tilting his head to point at where you were.

jaehyun scoffed at first, his lips wavering now that he was self conscious about his feelings being exposed. “w-what? i don’t like her.”

“c’mon you’re really gonna deny it now? tsundere?” taeyong unlocked his phone and showed a picture jaehyun never knew it existed. “does this not prove it? you were starstruck with her in the dress and look,” he swiped to the left. “although you were singing, you’re clearly relaying the song to y/n.”

tsundere?! the hell i am. “hey i- i just find it strange y/n didn’t want to sing more—”

“the picture and video also proves that you’re uncomfortable when dejun’s with her.” taeyong messed jaehyun’s hair.

jaehyun went home that night all embarassed and confused. you’ve been rivals and friends long enough that it was evident love wouldn’t sprout from it. he laid on his bed all exhausted and drained, and took his phone to check the pictures taken from today.

besides the couple and group pictures, most of the selfies he had was with you. he couldn’t be honest with himself. “this is bad. i really do-”

“agh!” he yelled into his pillow, pulling off a tantrum until he calmed down. “…can’t say it out loud…”

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the sounds of the keyboard was abrupt to a pause. yeonjung lifted her eyes from her screen due to the continuous vibration coming from your phone. while she understood you were busy with the report and handling clients’ demands, it already had been a month since this had happened— jaehyun never missed a day calling you.

and you never answered.

you clicked on the volume button to halt the subtle noise, focusing again on your work before yeonjung pressed the button of the monitor. “hey i was nearly done-”

“when are you going to talk to jaehyun?” she played with her i.d. dangling on her neck. oh goodness, someone noticed. “the office is never quiet.. al least on our side of the room. answer him or he’ll never stop.” she poked your temples.

“i can’t and i won’t.” you leaned back against the chair, your sighs were worrying enough for yeonjung to soften her gaze. “ugh.. i couldn’t.”

“what on earth happened at the wedding, y/n? you’ve never been like this.” she handed you a cup of water.

it took a while for you process this topic because you never thought of it. no one asked you about that night. you slurped on the drink, rubbing your eyes at the number of days you did overtime. “i don’t wanna talk about it.“

of course you wouldn’t. jaehyun has been texting or giving you missed calls, stating that he wanted to tell you something important.

“okay, you know what? take the day off or two. you haven’t gotten any rest. the client can wait for the final design.” she smiled and grabbed you coat, encouraging you to leave. “but jaehyun..” she trailed off, her eyes referring to your phone. “..cannot wait.”

“i finished the facade, just help me render it and give it a few tweaks.” you reminded her and she assured you she could do it.

“of course. oh remember to clock out!” yeonjung waved.

jaehyun looked at his phone being declined with the call he attempted again. he sat by the planter of your apartment, thinking he would run into you. your neighbours probably found it strange he was always nearby everyday, but he needed answers.

he heard your car parked metres away from him and knew he had to take this chance. “y/n!” he yelled. “wait up!”

you jolted on the spot with a huge burrito in your arms. quickly you walked to the lift and luckily it was open. you escaped from him at the wedding, you could do that now too. the door were sliding to a close and for heavens’ sake why was it slow? you repetitively pressed on button, not caring in the world whether it was broken or not.

jaehyun’s hand stopped in between, forcing the closing doors open. “y/n, i need to talk to you.”

“i told you to go away, right?” you snapped, pissed that today was not in your favour.

the lift chimed at your apartment floor. you rushed out and dove for your keys. “you were drunk, how the hell could i take you seriously?” he chased you from behind, stopping you from closing the door on him. “y/n, i don’t understand why we’re like this— this weird growing gap between u-us. we’ve been doing this- t-thing since the wedding! why act like what you’re doing now?”

“doing what? don’t give me vague answers. i’m fine.”

he gestured everywhere. “giving me the silent treatment when i don’t deserve it is not fine for me. i’ll get it if i did do wrong but i know i didn’t. so why are you mad? i just need an explanation.”

you somehow felt guilty now that you heard his reaction because you dealt with this one-sidedly and selfishly and it was clearly your fault. “i’m mad at myself for putting up a front instead of asking you directly. you suddenly confessed—”

“psh i didn’t confess.”

your eyebrows furrowed deeply, you didn’t interpret it any other way. you went up to the loft and put your bag down. “really? then explain why you looked at me differently when we sang the wedding song for our friends? and that song mark played the guitar for you.” i got the message, okay?”

“alright, first of all i did confess.” he raised his voice. “second, you gotta applaud me for that.”

your phone rang and jaehyun could see who the caller was. and that pissed him off. “oh and third? what was i expecting in return? there’s no way you’d reciprocate my feelings because he’s in the way.”

“him? you’re talking about dejun?” you dropped your phone on the table. all sorts of flashbacks with dejun in the past few weeks came to mind. “that was just a spur of the moment. dejun asked for a duet, i accepted. it’s a friendly one. i got drunk and he helped. you of all people should know that, you’re my closest friend despite the rivalry.”

“okay? what about that day when the ladies chose their bridesmaid dresses? you asked for dejun’s opinion.” jaehyun took off his cap.

“uh because he approached me unlike a certain someone who just kept quiet?” your lungs heaving and gasping for air. you don’t even know how hurt i was. “you were asked too so why are you bothered with who i ask first?”

the tension in your apartment was rising, you didn’t care whether the neighbours would file a complaint, you just had to deal with him and your feelings. “do- do you like dejun?” his question caused you to swallow and cough.

you facepalmed with your innocence. i wasn’t wrong, my hunch’s correct, he wouldn’t act like this if he didn’t have feelings for me. “for the love of- i do-”

jaehyun bit his lips that it almost bled. “that- that’s all i wanted to hear.” he walked towards your door.

“hey listen to me!” you grabbed his arm.

he brushed your grip off of him. “i’m not going to. i’m not wasting any more time over you-”

“i like him but not in a way you think it is!”

he laughed monotonously as he rested his palms on his waist. “are you trying to pick another fight? because you win, y/n. this is the fight where i lose to you. to asking for your love cause no matter how much i tried, you ignore me-upfgh.”

there was warmth on his lips, cold fingertips on his cheeks and shaking hands by his jaw. “hope that’ll shut you up.” you looked away and sat on the stairs.

jaehyun must’ve gone crazy that his lips craved for more. his palms were still on your waist and didn’t know what to do after. “you kissed me.”

“i just don’t know how to act around you, that’s my explanation.” you softly argued.

jaehyun tried too hard to sound astonished, and his tone was clearly teasing you. “you like me-”

“you don’t have to say it out loud. it’s embarrassing.” you covered his lips.

and he kissed your palms. “wanna compete who’s the best kisser?”

“hey, i made the move first. i win.” you looked at his lips, wanting to dive in for more.

he chuckled as he leaned in. “mhm, wanna bet?” he closed the gap in between.

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TITLE: THINGS WE DO FOR LOVE: PART 6

PAIRING: JEONG JAEHYUN x Y/n

GENRE: Mafia AU

WARNING:::::: Beep beep reader's disclaimer. The topics written below are really triggering and can make you feel uncomfortable. Please refrain from reading if you are sensitive to some toxic dark side of love.

WORD COUNT: 5K

SUMMARY: You want to leave but he won't let you go even if it costs him everything, even if it costs him you, your love. He is ready to let go of everything just to have you by his side.

NOTE: Uhm hi again. I am back with my inconsistent writing habits (*psst tells a lot about my personality* 🥲). I am back with part 6 it's a little longer than the rest but still I hope it's worth it.💚

*Sorry I was kinda in a hurry so I didn't get to proofread. Hope you don't mind :) *

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You blanked out. Everything looked dark. Your body felt cold. The warm embrace of the man who held you close was missing. You didn't have the strength to stand up or to even move a single inch. You lay there on the cold ground unsure how much time has passed since you settled in the darkness of this shallow room's shadow.

You felt something warm wrapping around your naked body. You didn't even bother to check who it was. You couldn't care more. Not after what had happened. You felt yourself getting picked up by someone. It wasn't Jaehyun. A part of you felt disappointed. You tried so hard to suppress the little voice screaming at you about the monster he is. But now the voice came banging in your head. Making itself clear. Forcing you to see the ugly truth under the clouded mirage of a gentleman that you thought he was.

The brightness of the world outside the small basement blinded your eyes. You grimaced in pain as the rays of sunlight stung your eyes painfully. It took you more than a moment to settle your eyes before you could see again. The light falling on you felt so warm. So welcoming.

Your eyes fell on the man who was carrying you back to your room. Was it even your room to say? You don't know.

It was Neo. The one who covered you with a blanket and the one carrying you out of the basement. You raised up your hand to touch him. Is it really him? How far can you trust him?

You know right you cannot get mad at me? Only I can help you.

You remember him saying this to you. Is it really true? Why would he help you? There is no reason for him to help you unless..

Unless... You thought.

Your fingers touched his cheek. You softly ran your fingers down his chin. The reddish pink flush in his face was obvious.

His eyes followed your fingers and then turned towards you.

"Rest, Y/n." He said softly, before looking up again.

He put you down on your bed in your so-called room. His eyes tried to avoid your gaze. Was he feeling guilty? Or ashamed? Or does he see you as not worthy enough to meet his eyes?

"Neo." You called his name, as he tucked you in. He never looked up at you, like you never called. He turned his back on you trying to leave.

You grabbed his wrist from behind. You tried to sit up with whatever remaining strength you were left with.

"Do you like me?" You asked him.

"What are you talking about Y/n?" He said, without even looking back at you once.

"Why is your face flushed then? Why cannot you not look at my face?" You asked him again, hoping so badly that you're right, that you're not mistaken. If anyone, he is the one who can actually help you get out of here.

"Help me Neo." You begged, your voice lost. But he didn't even budge nor looked back at you.

"Please." Your voice came out as a gasp.

He glanced at you once for the last time, before he removed your hand from his wrist and walked out of the room closing the door shut behind him.

You felt devastated. Broken. The only hope you had left you alone without a word. All the tears have already dried, until you have no more tears left.

Time passed slowly. Minutes felt like hours, hours felt like days. You stared at the ceiling, your head blank. Everything looked dark to you. Dark and cold. You bought the blanket close to your chest gripping it tightly. You don't have anyone to hold onto. You felt alone. Lonely. The blanket around you could only give some comfort to your physical body. But the pain in your head. How would you console it? You have no one here.

The door creaked open. Your heart missed a beat. You shut your eyes tight hoping it's anyone but Jaehyun. Anyone. But him.

You hear the footsteps approaching. It sounded lighter, not like a man.

You opened your one eye very slightly to peek at who it was. It was Yara. You sighed internally with relief.

"I know you're not sleeping." Yara said, without even looking at you. She had bent down in front of the dresser taking out towels.

You turned your body away facing your back towards her, you don't want to talk.

"I'll clean you up." You heard her saying, her voice sounded like she was right behind you, standing next to the bed.

"I'll do it later."

"You've to clean it out if you don't want to give him what he wants." Her voice sounded more like she was concerned than like she was jealous as you thought before.

You turned to look at her. Why would she care?

"Fine." You said, trying to sit up. Your whole body felt sore and painful. She held you up, giving you support.

You looked in her eyes, there was no malice. Nor any emotions. It just felt like she pitied you.

She held your back up helping you walk towards the bathroom. The strength in your legs were yet to return. You could hardly walk. She almost carried you there. As you passed the mirror you glimpsed your reflection. You looked scared. Terrified.

You had never seen yourself like this. Not even when your parents died. Not even when you were kicked out of your own house by your own uncle.

How did you turn like this? Like a feeble piece made up of clay. You always have been the strong one. Made up of steel.

The hot water of the shower hits your body. Your whole body felt a wave of spark traveling from your toe to head. Yara turned off the shower after you were sufficiently drenched. She turned you facing herself.

"I can do it myself today." You said, stopping her hand as she tried to touch you.

She softly caressed your hair and then looked into your eyes.

"Let me help you." She whispered gently, almost sounding reassuring. But you know now. You cannot trust anyone. No one.

She took the handheld shower head in her hand. She sprayed it on her hand feeling the temperature before using it on you. The warm water made you flinch. But you resisted it. You cannot continue to be weak any more. No more.

She kneeled down in front of you, her fingers touching your thigh, going up slowly. Your legs trembled. You grabbed her shoulder to keep yourself from falling.

Why is your body like this? Why are you so weak like this?

"Breathe Y/n. Breathe deeply." Yara said. She didn't withdraw her hand but she stayed still.

"Please, don't." You begged softly. You couldn't. It felt too painful.

"Close your eyes. Feel my touch Y/n. I am not him. I'm not going to hurt you." After hearing her, you felt a bit reassured. You leaned back on the wall behind you, closing your eyes, breathing deeply. Slowly. Little by little.

She is not him. She is not going to hurt me. You thought. Your heart felt at ease. You felt like some of your strength returned back to you.

"Can I?" She asked, after making sure you were less tense than before.

You nodded your head, unsure if you're really fine with it. You could still feel Jaehyun's cum dripping out of you. Even thinking about it made you feel nauseous.

"You have to stay strong." She said, as she wet the towel.

You looked down at her. What's her motive behind this? But you pushed away the thought. At least she made me feel safe. That's all you wanted. You felt the wet warm towel wiping your inner thighs. You close your eyes, breathing deeply.

It's not him. It's not him. It's Yara. You repeat to yourself. You repeated until you made yourself believe it.

"I have to take it out." She looked up looking at you, waiting for your permission. You opened your eyes and looked down.

You could trust her, you said to yourself.

"Okay." You bit your lips. If it's her, it's going to be okay.

Her fingers delicately pushed the sticky fluid out of you. Her one hand rested on your waist.

It's okay. It's Yara. You repeated.

Very slowly and softly she cleaned you up till you felt there's nothing left of him inside you.

"Make him happy." She said all of a sudden as she stood up.

"What?" You asked, shocked by her sudden statement.

"Please him." She said, running her fingers over your shoulders.

"Make him lose his guard."

You took a deep breath, pushing the few strands of hairs behind your shoulder. You adjusted your dress as you walked forward ready to fight your own battle.

It's going to be alright, you thought.

You entered the main hall. I could see him sitting there, as you were told.

He was working on his laptop on the couch. He looked all serious and immersed just the way you noticed him for the first time.

His black hairs were slicked back exposing his stunning bone structures that glistened by the light illuminated from the light coming out of the laptop screen.

You took your next step very slowly. Your soft feet tiptoed landing very gently on the floor hardly making any noise.

Your eyes suddenly fell on the shadow of a person sitting in front of him. His face faced backwards to you. Unable to recognize his face you let the thought of him go. There weren't supposed to be any variables tonight. But you could never just hope things would go your way. Maybe it's better just to deny his existence tonight because he never mattered since the beginning. Tonight is about Jaehyun and you.

Jaehyun and you, you repeat to yourself.

He noticed you. The corner of his eye saw you walking towards his direction. He turned his head towards your direction looking straight into his eyes. His eyes stopped, like they froze in time. He couldn't tear his eyes away from you. Not when you are standing in front of him willingly, looking so gorgeous, so beautiful.

You stood there stopped by his gaze. You were wearing a beautiful long white satin dress that draped around your body enunciating your perfectly sculpted self.

Your heart started beating crazily. His gaze churned your stomach. The way he held your eyes, it made your mind lose control. You clenched the sides of your dress, second guessing everything that you had thought for tonight. A part of you was screaming deeply inside asking you if you could really do it.

The man sitting in front of Jaehyun followed his gaze to see what held him looking so breathless, so vulnerable to show his feelings to an outsider. With just a glance he realised the situation. He smirked as he turned back to Jaehyun.

"Seems like you have company for the night. I should leave now." The man said to Jaehyun. The voice you've heard before. You couldn't figure it out but you were sure it was the voice of someone you knew.

Jaehyun's eyes, still boring on you, failed to acknowledge the man who stood up to leave. The man walked towards you, stopping in front of you. You could hardly see his face in the darkly lit room.

"Till next time Miss." He said, taking your hand. He kissed the back of your hand as his eyes checked you out quickly.

You noticed a scar under his right eye. It looked like a fully bloomed red rose. But you couldn't get a better look at his face.

After he left you looked back at Jaehyun. His eyes looked at you like he was waiting for you to explain the situation.

You took a deep breath and started taking soft steps towards his direction. You stood in front of him looking at him with a soft seducing gaze.

"Y/n..

"Shhh..." Your finger on his lips shushed him before he could ask anything. His eyes looked amused. Happy.

You lifted the slit of your white satin dress, slowly leaning on him. He sat on the couch manspreading widely, looking into your enchanting eyes like he has already been bewitched by you.

"Jae.." You whispered in his ears, straddling him on his lap. You settled both of your hands on his striking cheekbones. Your eyes meeting him.

"Baby." He hummed, his eyes now settling on your lips. You were breathing slowly. Looking at him in his eyes so close to you, you didn't know what to do anymore. You traced his forehead with your fingertip slowly going down feeling the tip of his nose to his lips. He closed his eyes, feeling your warmth on his skin. Looking at him, you really wondered if you really hated doing this?

You kissed him on the crook of his neck. He flinched by your sudden touch in a place where he didn't expect it to be.

"Mhmm doll." He moaned, your soft little touches on his skin irked for more. You left a little trail of wet kisses going down slowly.

You fingers unbuttoned his vest one by one taking your sweet time. Unable to control his urge to stop himself from having you within himself he wrapped his big muscular arm around you possessively pulling your whole body close to him so that he could feel you, could smell you in his arms, so close to him.

You felt something hard as you got rid of his vest. You smiled as you threw it on the ground. His hand went down grabbing your ass, squeezing it as you slowly teased his patience with your baby kitten licks on his neck torturously.

You pulled back from him now unbuttoning his shirt's button. It came out to be a challenge to you, unbuttoning a man's shirt is not one of the things that you're good at.

"Let me help you. " He said as his nose slightly brushed yours. Even the mere physical contact with you makes him go crazy. Crazy with the insatiable urge to have you all by himself. He unbuttoned his cuffs, his eyes still never leaving yours. He pulled out his tucked in shirt letting you finish the job that you started. He looked into your eyes waiting for your next step.

He didn't question you. Or stopped you. It was like a fairytale to him. Having you come to him. To love him. Even if it was a lie, even if it was an illusion he is ready to dive into the quicksand just for a moment of affection from you. He would be ready to relive hundreds of years just spend this time with you again. This is all he wanted, all he craved for, waiting patiently like he had planned before you decided to leave him, to run away from his life. He always wanted you to come to him, to tell him that you wanted him just like he did. But now seeing you wanting him, touching him, how could he deny you? How could he stop you? That can never be an option. Never in his whole life.

He pressed his lips against yours, kissing you softly. He didn't push you hard, he just continued sucking your lips very gently, very softly letting you lead the way.

His hand slowly unzipped the back of your dress, letting it drop down your shoulder. You let the straps go down undressing yourself in front of him, on his lap. You opened your eyes, your heart felt like it was beating like crazy.

You looked into his eyes, they were staring at you crazily, madly. It scared you. Like a haunted memory. You pulled back suddenly but regained yourself quickly.

Focus Y/n, you said to yourself.

You let a soft smile come out of your mouth to hide your quivering lips. You bend down on your knees between his legs. You let your hands slowly crawl between his thighs, your fingers touching his hard on.

"It must be hard working all day." You said, your fingers cupping him seductively, rubbing the cloth that was between your fingers and him.

"Doll." He moaned, breathing deeply. His hand grabbed your head from behind, bringing it closer to his hard self.

"I'll help you out." You kissed over his hard dick covered by his suit pants.

"Fuck Y/n. Fuck." He grunted restlessly, banging his tightened fist on the couch. It was obvious his whole body ached for your touch, for your mouth over him.

You unzipped his pants and took out his leaking dick. He was already completely hard. Your hands trembled. The dark room flashed across your eyes. Your hands went cold.

You breathed deeply. You couldn't lose your control now. Not after everything you've done till now.

Your long delicate fingers brushed his leaking tip softly massaging them as you went down. You inhaled deeply, it's not going to be easy. He was way too big to fit inside your mouth. You could barely put half of him before you choke yourself.

Your lips touched his tip. The sticky precum tasted salty. A little sweet.

"Please doll. Don't tease me." You hear him grunt, pushing your head from behind. Your mouth felt warm, wet. It felt good. He had never felt like this before. Your mouth was a blackhole, sucking him in deeper and deeper with each thrust. He closed his eyes, totally immersing in the pleasure that your beautiful little mouth was giving him. Every inch of him in your mouth aroused him like any primal beast in his heat

"Baby. Stop. Mhmm." He moaned, pulling your head back. His whole dick was aching with sensitivity. Even the slightest touch by you could make him cum so bad, so hard.

He pulled you up, his hands around your waist grabbing you passionately. His beautiful face was flushed with the tint of red. You could see how badly he was affected by you. He was breathing deeply. But his eyes were always on you, never once letting go of your gaze. He held your gaze like you would just disappear in thin air if he lost your sight. He settled you on the couch, your knees bending over it so that your body could just perfectly meet his mouth. He kissed your stomach ardently inhaling your scent desperately, his one hand holding you thigh and other your waist to stop you from falling down.

His mouth travelled down, kissing you just above your lacey panty. His wet hot sticky licks made your whole body shiver. It was so different from that time. You could feel the desperation in his touch, the need in his kisses. There was passion, you could feel it, not just some raw lust of an animal lusting for his mate.

The way he touched you, the way he was relishing you, it was different. His hands wrapped around you so sensuously that you had to bite your lips from moaning out loud. The wetness pooling between your legs was getting obvious. You couldn't deny the fact that his touches turned you on this bad. Just like him you also started to crave for his touch.

He pulled the panty down your legs, making his way down leaving a trail of his saliva. His lips finally meet you now throbbing centre. It was like his lips met their elixir. He dugged his mouth deep inside you, lapping every bit of wetness of your body. His soft thick lips licked your pussy, his teeth grazing against your clit as he tried harder to get deeper inside of you.

"Jae." You moaned, grabbing his head. His tongue stimulating your pussy inside out. The lewd sound that his mouth made when he sucked you, aroused you even more making you more wetter than before.

"Aahh mhmm..." You moaned out loud, unable to control yourself. Your body acted on its own. It started grinding on his tongue wanting to cum so badly. Your fingers grabbed his hairs tightly, thrusting your hips on his face frantically to make yourself cum. Your whole body convulsed, trying to run away from such intense stimulation.

"Please please let me go Jae." You begged breathlessly, your hips still grinding on his face.

He looked up at you finally pulling away just moments before you could cum. A vast disappointment spread between your legs as you missed the coming orgasm just by a few seconds.

His face emerged out of you, dripping wet by your juices. He smiled, looking happy for the first time you have ever witnessed.

Why is he smiling like this?

Y/n. Stop losing your focus. You said to yourself.

Your legs shaked as you tried to regain your own balance. His intense eating you out had made your legs go numb.

You pulled away breathing shallowly stumbling on your own to keep yourself from falling down the couch. He held your waist with his one hand. His other hand snaked upwards groping you bare breast.

"Take me to bed." You moaned, holding his shoulder to support yourself.

"I don't think I can control it for that long." He said picking you up so effortlessly.

He threw away his laptop and some papers that he was working on the ground which were previously laying on the table in front of him. He put you down there, his breathing ragged. He put you down there, his breathing ragged. He was breathing heavily as he leaned down on you ready to get inside you. This was all he ever wished for. Just you and him. Together. Embracing each other crazily with your warmth. He inhaled your scent. The soft scent of the lavender body wash could barely mask the scent of you, the scent of you desire.

He held your head turning your face to look at him, into his eyes. They looked deep, starved. He bought you closer, kissing every inch of your face little by little.

His lips crept on yours, slowly pushing all of him in that kiss. Everything he felt, everything he desired. He poured all in. His eyes looking at you he breathed deeply.

"Oh God doll you make me go fucking insane." He growled, his hands going down pulling your waist closer to him.

"Why?" You breathe in his face, smelling the musky cinnamon taste of his breath.

He looked at you, surprised by your question. But he was more than happy to answer you. This was the first time you ever asked him something about him? Something that matters to him.

"You saved me Y/n. You saved my life." He said, his forehead touching yours.

"When did I do that?" You asked him, breaking the contact away from him.

"You don't know you don't have to." He looked up at you. He looked at you like someone took the life support out of him. Like taking away the oxygen from him.

"Tell me." You said softly, wrapping your hand around his neck, pulling his face closer to yours just enough so that you could look into his eyes when he tells the truth to you.

"Your words saved me. The notes that you sent when you worked at the cafeteria down the street from our office." He was still breathing heavily, his words sounded as if saying those words made him go back in time, reliving that dreadful time again. His voice felt painful, hurt. You pulled closer, making him look into your eyes. You wanted to know if it was all a lie or if he was telling the truth.

"What notes?" You pushed him more, this time your eyes meeting each other.

"Yes, the little notes that always said not to find up. Not to lose hope." He smiled when he looked into your eyes. Like he found his peace. Like he overcame the darkness within him. His breathing softened, relieved to have you still by his side.

"I wrote those for everyo..." You remember that time. You don't remember even knowing him back then. You were young back then, full of life, full of positivity that you wanted to share to others.

"Shush. I don't care. All that matters is you." He stopped you before you could complete what he wanted to say. He knew the truth too, he was just too afraid to hear it out from you. He doesn't want to believe in the truth, it doesn't matter as long as you're next to him.

You didn't know what to say to him, you couldn't understand him. Those meaningless scribbles that you wrote long back, how could they save someone? It all felt like a lie. Everything. It couldn't be possible. You haven't even seen him come to the cafe personally, it was always his bodyguards. You couldn't have cared more if you knew it was going to someone else.

"That's why I can't let you go. I'll die if you leave me." He said at last, pulling you back to him, only to him. You belong to him. His lips landed on yours for a moment.

"Let's go to bed." He said, picking you up between his arms.

You were still processing his words. Every single of his words. Why would he say that? That he'll die if you leave him. It can't be true.

You felt yourself landing on the soft mattress of the bed. The train of thought stops abruptly as you meet his gaze. His eyes looked softer, vulnerable. As if his deep secrets are out now, as if he was scared to get abandoned by you.

You didn't know what drove you at that moment but cupped his face with your hands and pulled his face closer to you, kissing him. This was the first time you kissed him tonight, on your own will. You had to do this. To save yourself. To save yourself from him.

You crawled on top of you kissing you deeply, madly, passionately. Hungry for each breath you take, each second that you spend close with him.

His hips started slowly rocking on yours. You wrapped your legs around his hips pressing his hard dick closer to you throbbing wet pussy.

His lips strayed kissing you messily in your neck, not thinking straight, not able to see anymore. All he wanted was your love, your touch, you.

He slowly pushed himself in, getting inside of you slowly. His free hand groped your breast, moulding them to stop himself from going too crazy on you. His fingers played with your hard erect nipples, stimulating them to sensitivity as he pounded you inside.

You moaned softly, your back arching as he explored the deeper places inside of you.

"I love you Y/n." He moaned. His thrust was soft and slow. He was relishing the moment, living the time slowly so that it would never end. Your fingers wrapped around his neck, your nails digging into his skin marking them red with his own blood.

"I love you so bad doll." He continued. His lips went back to yours. Both of you were breathing deeply, looking into each other's eyes searching for entirely different things.

It was already midnight when you guys were finished. Your whole body ached. You could feel him all over you. His scent. His essence. He was everywhere. You pressed your fingers more deeper as he thrusted harder. Blood sipped out of his neck but it didn't matter. Each scar you give to him, is like a trophy for him to keep.

He was sleeping next to you. His arms wrapped around you as he slept carefreely knowing that you are with him, secure in his arms.

"Jae." You called him.

There was no response.

Jaehyun." You called again, just to make sure. You could feel his peaceful breathing, his gentle heart beat that was beating crazily this whole evening.

He is asleep. Now is the time, you thought.

You pulled yourself out from his warm embrace, tip toeing softly as you walked out of the room. You looked back glancing at his sleeping face before you closed the door behind you, making sure you locked it before you turned back to the room where it all began.

You saw the dress you wore laying on the ground along with his clothes shattered around.

You walked quickly picking up his vest.

It must be here. You felt it when you were undressing him earlier this evening. It has to be here.

You searched the inside pocket as you felt something hard. It was a card. A key to be more specific, as you were told by Yara.

It was the key to all of the doors in this whole villa. There's only three keys and one of them was with Jaehyun. But not anymore. It's yours now.

You put on the dress quickly ready to leave. You walked towards the room hurriedly, towards your freedom finally.

You pressed the key on the pad. You heard the door beeping as it opened.

Bang.

A loud deafening voice made your head go numb. You turned back only to meet the eyes of Jaehyun. Your eyes fell on his eyes.

Fear crept in your heart. You head banging crazily. You were scared.

Your eyes looked down, you could see a pool of blood gathering slowly where you were standing. Your head felt light.

The sharp excruciating pain hit your leg so hard, making you realise the truth.

You looked back at him, still not believing he could do this to you.

His eyes looked back at you. They looked scared but not regretful. He didn't regret what he just did.

You felt nauseous, your head blanked out. It was all dark.

P.S. - Soooooo this is not the end. I'll return soon

Adios till then. Thank you for patience and time everyone. 💚

And take care.

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jaehyunnie77 · 3 years ago

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Can I request a Jaehyun smut wherein you are jealous because of a pretty fan that he got pretty flirty in a fansign, then you were very sad (insert sad scene) because you felt ugly but jaehyun thought that you were wrong and gave you the sweetest night ever hmmmm

Pairing: idol!jaehyun x girlfriend!reader

Genre: angst, fluff, smut

Warnings: heavily on reader's insecurities (appearances), jealousy, oral + fingering (female recieving), slow and passionate unprotected sex

Word count: 2.5k

A/N: thank you anaon for the request haha I recieved both of them. This is what I could come up with so I hope you like it. I wish there was a Jaehyun like this out there ;/

And please, to anyone who reads this, you are perfect the way you are! Don't let anyone tell you differently! I know it's hard because when we look in the mirror, we wish to change something. Trust me I know, I've dealt and still deal with this most of my life. I am here to tell you that You are beautiful and someone out there will love you for who you are! <3

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Dating Jeong Jaehyun is everything you’ve ever wanted. Of course, it doesn’t come with the pros and cons.

Pros are you get to keep this relationship a secret away from the public eye and certainly away from their crazed sasaeng fans. Only a few people know about your relationship like his manager and the members of course. There’s something about keeping this relationship a secret because it’s you who’s dating the Jeong Jaehyun.

Who wouldn’t want to date him? The man is born on Valentine’s Day, has a face to fall in love with, a personality to make anyone fall head over heels, and good manners for your parents to approve and love. Jeong Jaehyun is that man and he’s yours.

The cons are you find yourself wanting to hold his hand in public. You want to kiss him freely and not have to worry about getting caught. You want to go out on cute dates like to the Han River. You want to be public with him and let the world know that he’s taken.

That’s where the jealousy comes into play because no matter how many times you tell yourself he’s friends with all of these female idols and super nice to his fans, you always get jealous. Then of course, there’s that little voice at the back of your head telling you, you aren’t and will never be good enough for him.

Which is how you got into this very messy situation in the first place.

You decided to order some take-out food and head over to the SM building to surprise him with lunch. You texted Johnny asking if he could let you in and you’ll bring him food too, to which he agreed to. Once you get to your secret room you always use when you visit, Jaehyun pops in and gives you the biggest smile and dimples, clearly happy you’re there.

“Hi baby. I missed you.” He kisses you.

You laugh, “It’s been only five hours Jae.”

“I know, but I miss you. It’s too long.” He cheekily says.

This man and his way to make your heart flutter.

You eat the lunch you ordered and talk about your days so far when his manager tells him he has to get his makeup and hair done for the fansign in an hour.

Jaehyun told you he loves to talk to his fans especially since they aren’t able to see them for a whole year due to the pandemic. Even though some people make him do weird stuff, he still loves the interaction.

As soon as the fansign started, you see the dimples appear on his face and you think to yourself how did you get so lucky to be with him. How did you capture his heart and fall in love with him.

It’s been an hour since he started his fansign and with only 10 minutes left, you couldn’t wait to get out of there and cuddle in your bed.

“What is the perfect date setting?” the fan asks.

“Hm. I’d take you to a nice restaurant, go star gazing, and ending the date at an ice cream parlor.” He blushes as his ears turn red.

“Is there any selfies poses I can use and can you help me?” she asks this time sounding more flirty.

He laughs and nods. He does some poses friendly, except for one. He bites his lips and smiles at the fan. You know you shouldn’t be feeling jealous, but seriously, why is he doing that pose? Only you see him biting his lips and smiling for you in the bedroom.

The timer goes off signaling him his time to go, but instead of saying bye, he ignores it and continues talking to her. You couldn’t believe he was ignoring the timer to continue talking to her. You catch a glimpse of her on the monitor to your side and you don’t blame him. She’s pretty.

She has longer hair, a pretty smile, her eyes hold adoration in them, she has a nice laugh and voice. The way she keeps pushing her hair behind her ear, it’s like out of a rom-com or k-drama to make the man in the screen to fall for her. It actually may be working because you look to Jaehyun and he has those loving eyes in them. It’s enough for you get out of the room.

You walk to the restroom and look at yourself in the mirror as all of your insecurities come rushing through your head. You know you aren’t the prettiest girl and he deserves someone better. No matter if you feel like a bad bitch when you wear a cute outfit or feel confident in yourself, there’s always something to knock it over and make you feel ugly.

You hate the way you laugh sometimes because it sounds like it’s forced. If you hear your voice on video, you cringe at how you actually sound. You hate that you have to wear glasses sometimes in order for you to see clearly. You hate that you don’t go all out with your makeup and only settling for foundation and concealer with mascara. You hate you don’t clear perfect skin and no matter how many products you try, nothing gives you that glow. You hate that you have love handles that you wish you didn’t have. That fan was everything you wish to be.

On the drive back to your apartment, you two sat quietly in your car. Jaehyun knows something happened, but doesn’t know how to approach it so he tries for small talk, which didn’t help at all.

Once you arrive in your apartment, he couldn’t stand it any longer. “Okay. What’s the matter?”

“Nothing.” You coldly respond back.

“Y/N-“

“It’s nothing Jaehyun.” Ouch. You only ever say his name when you’re upset.

“It’s not nothing when clearly there is.”

“Nothing. Don’t worry about it.” You walk towards the kitchen to grab a glass of water with Jaehyun behind you.

“What did I do this time?”

You gave him no response. He should know what he did because he flirted in front of you. Giving up, Jaehyun talks about his schedule and another fansign he has to do in a week. At the mention of the fansign, you huff out.

“Are you going to flirt again?”

“What?”

“Are you going to flirt again? Clearly you were flirting with the last fan you were talking to.”

Jaehyun looks at you confused trying to understand what you were saying.

“I don’t –“”

“Don’t pretend you don’t know what I’m talking about. You ignored the timer and kept going because the conversation was sooo great.”

“Babe. I wasn’t flirting with her.”

“I don’t blame you. She’s pretty, has a pretty name, a beautiful voice, has a nice laugh, and speaks Korean.”

“What are you talking about babe? I –“

“If your next words are you weren’t flirting with her, you’re wrong.”

“I wasn’t flirting with her.” Every word comes out frustrated as Jaehyun can’t believe you two are arguing about a fan.

You roll your eyes and cross your arms, “Then why did you tell her if you took her out on a date it would be to a nice restaurant and ending with ice cream? Oh! And when she asked you about the poses, you winked, bit your lips, and smile. Who does that kind of pose?! No one!”

“Babe –“

“You know what, maybe youshould get her number and maybe she’ll make you happier than I could ever make you.” You voice cracks as a tear falls from your eye.

He was quiet for a second as he takes in the hurt written all over your face. He takes a deep breath and step towards you, holding your hand into his. “Look at me.”

You’re being stubborn and look anywhere but at him.

“Y/N, please look at me.”

You finally give in and look up at the man in front of you. His eyes holding nothing but adoration and love towards you.

“I love you. You are it for me. You are my other half. You are the one I think about every second of the day when we’re not together. You’re the one I want to take out to a fancy restaurant and ending our night at an ice cream parlor. I was thinking of you when I said that, not her. It’s you who I’d want to take that selfie with, or in the bedroom.” He tries joking.

“If I hurt you in any way, I’m sorry. I never meant to and it’s never my intention to hurt you.”

“Why me though? There’s so many other women out there who are better and prettier than me.” You sniffle.

“Shh. I’m going to stop you there. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on and I have zero idea how I ever got so lucky to have you in my life and call you mine. Believe me when I say that I love you.”

You release a breath you didn’t know you were holding and lean your hand into his touch when he cups your cheek. “I’m sorry. I know you never mean to hurt me. I was being me and my insecurities got the best of me.”

“As long as I’m around, I will tell you every day what I love about you, starting now.” He captures your lips as he holds your face still. You can feel his heartbeat beating against your skin and if you could, you would get a tattoo of his heart rhythm right about now.

He pulls back to smile at you before interlocking your hands and guiding you to your shared bedroom. He holds your body close to his as he marks your neck. You both undress each other leaving you in only your underwear.

“Get on the bed.” You do as he says. The cold sheets hit your skin and goosebumps travel all over your body.

Jaehyun starts kissing your ankle and legs, “I’ve always love you sexy legs, especially when you wear dresses or skirts and how they wrap around my body.” He continues littering kisses as he travels further up to your thighs, “You may not like your thighs, but I do. I love the way they’re my pillow when I lay my head on your lap or the way you straddle me.”

You shiver when he gets close to your cloth core, but as always Jaehyun is a tease.

He kisses up to your stomach making you giggle from the tickling sensation his lips sends you. “I love that when I look at your stomach, I imagine you carrying my child inside of you. I know you don’t like it, but I love your love handles and I wouldn’t change anything about them.”

The more he leaves traces of kisses, the more you feel yourself getting wetter by the second. Jaehyun continues his journey up to the valley of your mounds, taking his time before going to your right breast and kneading your left one. “I love how perfect your boobs are even when you don’t think so.” He sucks and bites lightly earning himself a moan out of you. He moves onto your left breast, kneading your right this time. “I love the way they bounce when I fuck you hard.” Again, you loudly moan.

He repeats his ministrations and moves up to your collarbones, “I’ve never said this to you before but,” he kisses your left collarbone before moving to the right, “your collarbones are such a turn on for me.”

“Jae-“

“Shh baby. Let me take care of you.”

He grabs your hands to bring them to his lips, “I love how warm your hands are and the way they fit perfectly with mine.” He kisses up your arms, “I love the way your arms always wrap around me and give the best hugs.”

Jaehyun continues to your neck as your body moves beneath him trying to get friction. “I love the smell of your perfume and the way I can nuzzle into your neck when I hold you close.”

He kisses ear before licking the outer shell whispers, “I love that you always listen to me vent about my day.” He moves onto the other ear and repeats, “and I love that I can tell you anything.”

Jaehyun kisses the sides of your face, forehead, and cheeks. “I love that you don’t wear that much makeup because you’re perfect the way you are.” He moves down to your jaw, “I love seeing your face every day because it’s my favorite part of the day.”

With your eyes close, he kisses both gently, “I love the way your eyes always show me you love and care for me.” He moves down to your lips, “and I love the way your lips feel on mine.”

He stares into your eyes before retracing every inch of your skin until he’s finally in front of your cloth core. He pulls down your underwear with you help and kisses your folds, “and I love this is all mine.” He licks a strip of your wetness before he eating you out. The way his tongue circles around your nub and gently bites it sends you to the heaven and back.

He inserts two slender fingers into you and it’s enough to make you cum around his digits. He helps you through your orgasm as he releases your clit. He gets off the bed to undress himself. He is rock solid as he spreads his precum over his dick and pumping himself a few times before positioning in front of your entrance.

He slides in at ease and the stretch is almost enough to make you come again. He thrusts slowly as he kisses your neck this time really making sure to leave marks. “I love the noises you make whenever I’m so deep in you.” At that moment, he hits hard against your g-spot making you see the stars.

“Baby please.” You moan.

He understands and thrusts faster and harder into you. It doesn’t take long for the both of you to reach your orgasms and help each other ride it out. Both of you try catching your breaths as he goes soft inside of you. With him still on top of you, he stares into your eyes. “and I love you.”

Jaehyun isn’t the type to always show his emotions, but when he does, you know he means everything he says.

“I love you too.” You say quietly.

He takes a second longer to gaze into your eyes before saying, “You are my everything and I wouldn’t want it any other way. No one can ever replace you and no one can ever be you. You are my home and if you say okay, I want to take our relationship public because I can’t stand hiding my love for you anymore.”

Tears prick at the corner of your eyes as you nod your head yes. Jaehyun smiles down at you and wraps his arms around you.

“I love you Y/N and you are enough for me. That’s all that matters.”

You come to realize that even though you don't love all of your flaws and you're truly working on loving your insecurities, you know Jaehyun will always be there to make you feel special in your own skin.

#jaehyun smut #jaehyun imagines #jaehyun angst #jaehyun scenario #nct smut #nct imagine

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jenomark · 3 years ago

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➔Pairing: Jaehyun x Reader (Female) ➔Other Members/ Characters: -.- ➔Genre: Smut ➔Warnings: Oral (F+M) + Penetration (F) + Cursing ➔Word count: 3,659

➔Summary: Two realtors who play together, stay together. Whenever you and Jaehyun work together, you make a little bit of a mess in the homes you're trying to sell for your clients. After all, no one ever said you couldn't have a little fun on the job.

“Your boyfriend is so charming.”

You were showing a married couple around a brand new house, built in a neighborhood they most likely could not afford. While the husband was checking out how the door handles jiggled on every door in the place, his wife leaned in close to your ear, her voice deeper than the fake customer service voice she had in the beginning of the tour.

You could hear the accusatory tone, her words felt through every layer of your reserve, “How did you get a man like that?”

If she could have circled around you, like a huntress ready to take her prey out, she would have taken the chance. You held your ground, so used to the way women acted around Jaehyun. But there was a certain amount of fun to be had when you were bored and waiting, your day's work blemished by couples who believed they were hot shit.

“Just between me and you,” you purred, leaning in closer to her and stroking her arm with your finger. “He’s not my boyfriend. We just like to fuck each other at work."

You never blamed any of the women for looking at Jaehyun like he was a prized hog in a show. He was handsome on the outside, his face so valentine sweet, his smile disarming even the most hardened of ladies. He wore a tailored suit nicely, too, which made the effect that much cavity-inducing. On the inside, though, he was a filthy, filthy man, and he would never go for someone like the wife, as much as she wanted him to.

No, Jaehyun wasn’t your boyfriend. Jaehyun wasn’t even your partner. He came to the house dressed up in the part of a wholesome realtor, his eyes following the wife across the room, forcing eye contact that would make her feel warm underneath her collared blouse. He did it because it was fun for him. He did it because he could.

It was a game. Jaehyun eye-fucked the wife to tease you. He liked when you wore jealousy like a proud bib. He waited for you to take possession of him, which you always did in the subtlest of ways. Watching the wife back away from you after claiming that you and Jaehyun fucked- a tale met with disbelief- was a way to piss all over your territory.

That's mine.

Of course, you could have pushed Jaehyun harder. In doing so, the husband of the pair was a viable conquest. He looked at you with his dumb look when you ran your hand up your stockinged thigh, his jaw slack as you hiked up your skirt inappropriately and unprofessionally high.

However, it wasn’t very fun for you. You could tell the husband was too in love with his wife to ever flirt with you. You gave up quickly, your annoyance waving like a red flag whenever the wife breathed in your direction.

“Are you almost done, sweetie?” you called out to Jaehyun.

“Yes, sweetheart.” Jaehyun said, sticking his head out of a doorway.

You shot a look at the wife, her full attention on Jaehyun as he walked towards you both. She might as well have started taking off her clothes where she stood. She was fanning herself with her hand and wiping sweat from between her cleavage, the telling signs of someone who really wanted to know Jaehyun's cock felt like.

“Your husband is insisting on checking every nook and cranny of this place.” Jaehyun said, a brilliant smile stretched across his face. “I keep telling him there is no need. You won't find a place like this in the city.”

“I’m sorry for his behavior.” the wife said. “He does this all of the time. Nothing is ever good enough for him.”

“I can’t blame him.” Jaehyun said, his eyes roaming down the legs of the wife. “We men love being thorough.”

You slapped a hand against Jaehyun’s chest and tugged on his tie, hoping it would tighten against his throat. “We should get going soon, don’t you think, Jaehyun?”

“Oh, I think we can spare a few minutes, baby.”

The wife was completely ignoring the fact that you were in the room. She took a step towards Jaehyun, batting her eyelashes and pushing out her sweaty breasts. Jaehyun ate up the attention, his eyes practically fucking her right in front of you.

“You are absolutely shameless.” you said, walking away.

You walked through the fully furnished and staged home, finding the husband in the downstairs bathroom (one of three in the house). He wasn’t ugly, but he wasn’t really your type. Still, he gave you the attention that made it easy for you to ignore all of that. It wasn't much, but it was enough.

“Like what you see?” you asked, moving one leg out in front of you so that your skirt rode up. “With the house, I mean.”

“Yeah.” he said. “Might be out of our price range. I'll have to check.”

You walked further into the bathroom, your heels click-clacking on the tile. It took only a few seconds for Jaehyun to find you, like it was a mating call, appearing in the bathroom doorway looking relaxed and ready to fuck. You knew the wife was soon to follow, a look of disappointment on her face that Jaehyun didn’t stick around to flirt with her.

You often wondered what women were thinking when caught with alone time involving Jaehyun. Were they imagining him bending them over the kitchen sink and fucking them? Did they think they were special, that he would sneak away from his dull job for an illicit affair with them? You could be sure that they were mentally undressing him, that they were not at all in tune to the fact that Jaehyun, in the end, only had eyes for you.

“If my girl here hasn’t sold you on the house, we would be delighted to show you to others on another date and time.” Jaehyun suggested.

Jaehyun’s words were final. He wanted them to leave immediately, to take their shit and go. You could hear the sour puss in his voice, the slight quiver in sound. He threw his arm around the wife and brought her closer to him. He let a smile consume him, one that made you grit your teeth. The four of you walked out of the bathroom quarters together, back to the open plan living room to discuss things further.

“You smell wonderful.” Jaehyun murmured to the wife of the pair. He let her go. “Anyway, the price isn't negotiable, but we’ll see what we can do if it’s what you really want. You may have to extend your budget further. If not, there are always others, like I said.”

The wife and husband agreed that the house would never be in their budget before leaving. The husband checked out your tits, and the wife cast one last longing look at Jaehyun over her shoulder, her pink tongue sensually gliding along her lower lip. With a serene smile, Jaehyun shut the door behind them, shutting the world out from you and him.

“You could have charmed the panties off of her.” you said, crossing your arms against your chest.” Pretty sure she would have blown you in front of the fridge if you had stood in the kitchen any longer.”

“Is that why you walked away?” Jaehyun said. “Scared of the competition?”

“Please.” you said. “I just really wanted to get fingerbanged by the husband over the toilet.”

“I can make that a reality.” Jaehyun smirked.

You walked into the kitchen and sat on a stool, smiling to yourself when Jaehyun followed you like a dog. “It’s not fair what you do to them.”

Jaehyun held on to either side of the stool and kept his face inches from yours. “You’re just angry because I win every time.”

“The husband always loves his wife too much.”

“And the wife is always ready to get fucked raw.” Jaehyun said. "By yours truly, of course."

“Maybe I should just start fucking the wife.” you said, peeling Jaehyun’s fingers from the stool.

“I would very much like that.”

“I know you would.” you said, pushing him away.

Jaehyun was pushed back feet from you. He yanked at his tie until it was loosely hanging around his neck. He ran a hand through his sandy brown hair, the ends sticking straight up in some places. You watched him, knowing it was what he wanted. You could see his chest hair peeking out from between the now unbuttoned portion of his dress shirt. The heat began to cover your body like a warm blanket of sin, as you thought about tangling your tongue up in those hairs.

“I can feel you on my skin, even though you haven’t touched me yet.” he whispered.

Jaehyun rolled his neck around, cracking it in some places. When his eyes met yours, the shade of brown appeared somewhat darker. You could feel that look rolling all the way down your stomach until it settled in its depths, curling up in itself. Your nerves felt shot, your confidence gone.

“Doesn’t it just feel so good to give in to me?” Jaehyun asked, his voice a little rough. “Don’t you want to play with me in this big, bad house?”

He came to you, only stopping by the length of your knees. He tucked his fingers underneath your chin and brought your eyesight up to his. He caressed your cheek with the back of his hand. He let his palm run smoothly down your throat, giving it a little squeeze. Your body was unmoving underneath his touch. Sometimes, you would absolutely vibrate with pleasure when Jaehyun touched you. Other times, you would become still like a steel fortress in the wind, wanting him to work a little for your affection, to open up your doors to him like an open house.

The house was empty, but so full at the same time. Jaehyun got down on his knees in a moment of submission, his head down like he was praying. He hugged you, his arms resting on your thighs, his whole being in your lap. It lasted less than a minute until he was back on his feet, a rare sweetness in his eyes as the rest of his body became unfamiliar and rigid.

“Stand up.” he said, his voice cold, the sound of it rattling through the bones of the house. Though there was a faint grin on his lips and a playful eyebrow raised, Jaehyun wasn’t allowing himself to be played with anymore.

You were not quick enough. He took you by the sides of your shoulders and pulled you from the stool. Your knees buckled but Jaehyun caught you in time, the move making your nipples harden. He could see the reaction through your work shirt, your two little buds staring him in the face. All you wanted was for him to touch you, but he wouldn't.

It was fun playing the game with him, since you two were so alike. There were times when you dominated Jaehyun, making him eat you out and cum before the new couples would arrive at the house. If he failed, he would be punished and have to do something embarrassing for him. If he passed, you would both be in a great mood and would usually get a house sold. Then, like now, there were times when Jaehyun took control, which would usually be followed by a lack of sales disappointment. You could always feel those times coming, the excitement unable to be contained.

Jaehyun took your hand and whisked you off through parts of the house where he knew prying eyes wouldn’t find you. He ran up the stairs eagerly, tugging you along behind him, not bothering to see if you were tripping up.

“The master suite.” Jaehyun said, stopping in front of a door. “Wait here.”

He left you standing in front of the closed door for over five minutes. You kept checking the time on your phone, your eyes roaming up and down every detail of the white, wooden door. If he was trying to tantalize you, it was working. You were very impatient, trying your best not to bust through the door and hop right on his dick.

“Come in.” Jaehyun said.

You held onto the handle, the image of the husband jiggling that very handle less than an hour ago fresh on your mind.

“I won’t tell you twice.” Jaehyun said.

You opened the door and saw Jaehyun sitting on the edge of a model bed. He had stripped it of the crisp sheets and fluffy pillows that were adorning it. He was shirtless and his dress pants were unbuttoned, his brown leather belt hanging by his sides.You drank him in like that, the impatience waning away.

“Come closer.” he said.

“So bossy.” you smiled.

You walked closer. Since you knew that you affected him as much as he affected you, every step felt delicious. You stood in front of him, ready to rip your business skirt off if he just said the magic words.

“Good girl.” he said, standing up.

He was looming over you, the heat from his body making you hot. You wanted to press your hands to his sweaty chest and push him down onto the bed. You wanted to bite his shoulder so hard that it made him cry out. You wanted to sit on that strong jaw, rocking your body over him until he was suffocating.

“Look me in the eyes,” he said. “Don’t look at my body, like I’m a piece of meat.”

“A little bit of disobedience never hurt anyone.” you said, meeting his eyes.

It was difficult to keep your eyes trained on his when you could hear him unzipping his pants. Each click of the teeth made your clit throb, like his tongue was already gliding over it. You could hear his pants falling down to his ankles, and from the corner of your eye, could see him shift slightly to step out of them until he was naked. With your imagination, you thought of him stroking his cock, pumping his fist up and down his shaft.

“Are you with me?” Jaehyun breathed. “Be with me right now.”

You nodded as the sounds of him masturbating heightened. Jaehyun moaned and let his eyes disconnect from yours. Though he was looking down at his cock, you were looking at the top of his pretty head. There were thousands of hairs you could tug and pull to get him to comply, to have him give you his cock. You could feel the tip of him and his fist rubbing against you as he made it upwards, each stroke nearly punching you, because he was so close.

You looked down, the top of your head skimming his. He was going at it slowly, moving his body like he was fucking his own fist. It was so sexy that you could feel all the nerves in your body tingling. Though his pleasure didn't happen to you, you could feel every grain of it. You breathed heavily with him, your body going through the build up with Jaehyun.

Your eyes met him again. Yours were, no doubt, asking him why he was being so cruel. It took a minute for him to stop, for Jaehyun to set his mouth in a grim line, and to cock his head and look lost in thought.

“This isn’t about you.” he said. “This isn’t about your pleasure. On your knees and put my cock in your mouth. Don’t stop sucking until I say.”

As you got slowly to your knees, your lips slid down his stomach, your kisses rushed before he could decline them. You grabbed hold of his cock, the tip of him resting on your bottom lip before you looked up at him. He held your side of the neck before moving to the back of your head and forcing his cock down your throat until your eyes watered.

Fucking in a place that didn’t belong to you was thrilling. The owners could come back any second and catch you in the act. There could be cameras installed, or nosy neighbors coming to check up on the people who owned the lone car that sat in the driveway.

“Is it good?” Jaehyun asked, his voice velvety smooth. "How do I taste?"

You sucked his cock without stopping, testing him with both lips, tongue, and fingers. You brought him back so far into your throat that you choked and took him out with a string of saliva. You swallowed that, too, so grateful to have him in any of your holes.

Jaehyun pulled his cock out and teased himself back inside of your mouth slowly. You let your jaw hang open and laid your tongue flat while he fucked your face. You gripped his thighs and let your fingernails dig into him before he came on your tongue, grabbing a handful of your hair at release.

When he ordered you to stand up, he was still leaking. He wasn’t stopping for anyone, not even when you made a show of wiping his cum off of your chin with your finger and slipping it into your mouth.

"It tastes yummy." you said.

“Clothes off,” Jaehyun said, ignoring you. “Kneel on the bed.”

He wasn’t losing his erection. He treated his cock like it was delicate, holding it in his hands and stroking it gently. You watched him as you stripped, taking a little too long with the stockings. Jaehyun ended up ripping them from your legs and tossing them aside. Without saying another word, he grabbed your ankles and pulled you down to the edge of the bed, nearly making you faceplant on the mattress.

“Fuck.” you whispered, your body jerking in surprise as Jaehyun started eating you out from behind.

He wasn’t shy about it either. He was licking you, moving his head side to side and up and down, just to get every bit of you. His lips were so warm and you were so wet, that you had to sink your upper half onto the bed and place your forehead against your arm. Jaehyun squeezed your ass cheeks and pushed you forward, his tongue lapping up all of your wetness.

You didn’t want to break, to crumble. You wanted to be strong and not moan or give in completely. You didn’t want to let him know that he could bring you down with just a lick, but it was hard not to.

“Beg me.” Jaehyun said, coming up for air.

He smacked your ass and you turned around until you were on your back. It was rough and forceful, and it turned you on. Jaehyun kissed your ankle before moving his lips down your thigh.

“Beg me.” he repeated. “Fucking do it now.”

The hotness on your inner thigh as his mouth got higher was enough to make you call his name. “Please, Jaehyun.” you said. “Don’t stop.”

Jaehyun ate you out, slipping his fingers inside of you. He would occasionally stop and kiss his way up your body to leave hickeys on your neck, and catch glimpses of your face to see if you were enjoying it.

“Not about my pleasure, huh?” you asked, nearly laughing.

Jaehyun groaned. “Don’t ruin it.”

“Too late.” you said, moaning as he fingered you. “You smell like her.”

You kissed his neck and got the bite you wanted from his shoulder. You held him against you, making sure your scent was all over him. His mouth tasted like you, though. You kept kissing him and grabbing at his hands to make sure they didn’t stop fucking you. You were a tangle of bare limbs, holding him against you, and fighting for dominance.

Jaehyun lifted his fingers from your pussy and held himself up over you. He looked you in your eyes, his gaze falling to your lips before he kissed them. He moved his body and slipped his cock inside of you, knocking the air from your mouth.

Missionary position was not your favorite. It was too romantic, not as wild. You wanted him to break your back, to bend you into positions that made your legs wobble the next day. You wanted risk. You wanted it rough. But having Jaehyun’s weight on top of you in that way felt different. You let him move over you, holding your hips as he drilled himself inside of you.

It didn’t last long until you were wanting to flip him over, until you could be on top and ride him. Jaehyun smirked when he realized what you were doing and said, “I don’t think so.”

He leaned up until his sweaty body wasn’t clinging to yours anymore. He spread your thighs apart after pulling you closer to him. He let you get a good view of his cock disappearing inside of you.

“This pussy is mine.” he said, touching his fingers to your clit. “Say it’s mine.”

“It’s mine.” you said.

Jaehyun fucked you faster, his cock hitting your cervix a little rougher. You winced at the discomfort you quite liked, immediately wanting him to keep fucking you deeper.

“Say it.” he said, moaning with each thrust.

“Or what?” you challenged, breathlessly trying to hold yourself together.

Jaehyun gripped your wrists and brought them above your head. He got close to you again, his body smothering yours, and his cock fucking you in a way that was too good to stop.

“I’m yours.” you said. “It’s yours. All of it is yours.”

He smiled when he got what he wanted, the same charming smile that seemed to have most women on tenterhooks, wondering if they would give them something else of his. Jaehyun never would, though, because everything of his was also yours.

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sparklysung · 4 years ago

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✨SWALLOW YOUR WORDS – l.d.h.✨

pairing – lee donghyuck x female!reader

genre – smut | non-idol!au, enemies to lovers!au

warnings – switch!donghyuck, switch!reader, lap dance, cumming in pants, grinding, dry humping, cum eating, hair pulling (giving and receiving), spanking, mirror sex, protected sex (reader’s on the pill), degradation, dirty talk, bondage (belt), possessiveness (i guess?)

word count – 6.043 words

summary – it only took a couple of words to make the blood boil in your veins and being the competitive individual you are, you had to prove lee donghyuck, your all-time enemy, wrong.

note – not my best, probably could've done better, but oh well. also this was frkng hard to write, damn, and i may have changed things a bit? BUT, i think it's better like this so… hope you enjoy! btw, i got the idea while reading this, so go check it out –it's good–.

taglist – @prvncejxon, @iwishihadabettername

another friday night wasting your time at some random classmate’s party. you were everything but happy to be there. you didn’t even want to go there in the first place, only finding yourself sitting on the kitchen counter, drink in hand and an ugly scowl adorning your face, because of your annoying best friend.

“hey, i get it, you didn’t wanna come here when you could have been peacefully sleeping in the comfort of your room, but come on, at least try to have some fun. you’re already here anyway.” eunbin –aka your annoying best friend– said, pouting her lips in a failed attempt of looking cute.

you kind of felt bad for her, you suppose it wasn’t exactly easy to deal with your lazy ass. but still, she was supposed to love you and appreciate you just the way you were.

and most of the time she did, just not in this specific situation.

“this isn’t fun at all, i just wanna go home. there’s nothing in here for me at all.”

you brought the red plastic cup to your lips, taking a sip of the bitter liquid eunbin had mixed for you. you weren’t lying, there really wasn’t anything that would make you want to stay, only a few friends of yours getting drunk somewhere in the big house you were currently in.

“come on, please, stay for me,” eunbin fake cried, and for a moment you thought she was going to give up and let you go. “in a bit the guys are gonna play something fun! we should join them, please?” as her last resort, she looked at you with puppy eyes. she was playing dirty and she knew it, you both knew you couldn’t resist them.

giving in with an exasperated sigh, you jumped off the counter to get yourself another drink from the bar in the living room. you were minding your own business until you heard him, the last person you wanted to see at the moment.

“so, i’m telling you guys, she was literally begging me to fuck her, she even moaned while sucking me off–,” donghyuck’s obnoxious voice filled your ears, making you roll your eyes. he was surrounded by a couple of other guys you didn’t know so well but were sure you had seen them before around campus hanging out with him.

“shut up already, dongdong, no one wants to hear it.” you interrupted, walking past him and towards the half empty bottle of vodka on the bar counter.

the group of boys stopped abruptly, all of them turning to look at you, ready for the scene that was going to take place in matter of minutes. donghyuck’s attention also turned to you, biting back a triumphant smirk with a raised eyebrow. he could see past you so he didn’t mind the mocking nickname you used; he could tell you were trying to irritate him enough to make him go away. but he wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon. he had been eyeing you all night, trying to find ways to get under your skin to catch your attention. and finally, after staying at a safe distance for a while to not spark suspicions, he got what he wanted.

“why so feisty, babe.” the cocky smirk he gave you just made your blood boil, the growing desire to punch it off his pretty face only getting stronger the more you stared at him.

“don’t you get tired of talking shit all day?” you barked, eyes trained on his body while pouring yourself a good amount of alcohol.

you were certainly going to need a lot of liquid courage to get through the night.

“you boast about girls begging for you but i think you’re just trying to hide the fact that you’re the one who has to beg to get laid.”

“i don’t beg, baby.” you rolled your eyes and muttered a ‘sure’. “also, if you’re jealous of me fucking other girls you just had to say it. i wouldn’t be against giving it to you instead.” the stupid wink he threw at you made your body shake in anger, already fed up with the conversation.

“you wish, asshole.”

“actually, i do.”

donghyuck was so fucking annoying, always teasing you and never leaving you alone. your personalities clashed constantly resulting in fights filled with screams and curses, sometimes to the extent of interrupting the class and getting the two of you kicked out of it. he enjoyed watching you struggle and suffer due to his awful pranks, so you were his favorite target. you couldn’t even have a proper date with anyone because he made sure to mess it up either by scaring the crap out of the guy or sabotaging your plans. he almost completely ruined your love life and cockblocked you forever.

you did not get along and everyone knew it.

although eunbin thought it was pure sexual tension and you just needed to get your frustrations off of you with a good fuck.

it wasn’t though.

or was it?

“let’s go hang out with the guys,” your best friend nudged your arm excitedly and you sighed, not feeling like playing anything with them. every time you decided to give in and take part in ‘something fun’ with the guys, it always ended up with you either in trouble or scarred for life.

you had a bad feeling about this all.

“ugh, fine.” she cheered and pulled you through the crowd of drunk people until you reached the basement.

the sound of laughter and screams drowned the music blasting upstairs, there were empty bottles of alcohol sprawled all over the floor and tables and a circle of people in the middle of the room. both of you joined the group with you sitting between eunbin and mark, a close friend of yours that you sadly shared with donghyuck. while you casually chatted and played around with the boy, happily laughing the night away, you could feel a pair of eyes burn holes into your skull. you didn’t have to look up to know who those eyes belonged to, as said person wasn’t even trying to dissimulate.

and by said person you meant donghyuck.

donghyuck hated the way you leaned on mark’s body, how you let his friend rest his head on top of yours and wrap his arm around your waist.

he was jealous, really jealous of your close friendship with the older boy.

mark and you had been friends for a long time now and you could even consider him your best friend, so you were comfortable around each other. you usually hugged, held hands and cuddled, he was used to you wearing his clothes –half of your closet were stolen hoodies that once belonged to him–, he even had a spare change of clothes in his room just in case you decided to drop by for an improvised sleepover. so it wasn’t surprising when sometimes when the two of you hung out on your own, people –even your friends in common– mistook you as a couple.

and the idea of you two dating made donghyuck feel sick to the stomach.

“we’re playing truth or dare, who wants to start?” seoyeon, one of your friends, spoke while looking around for someone to volunteer.

“i’ll go.” lucas raised his hand and everyone nodded, not minding.

the game went smoothly for a while and eventually, the more alcohol everybody drank, the crazier things got. mark ended up getting dared to lick whipped cream off of yuta’s chest and xiaojun had to cross-dress and dance on a table. everything was fine, you hadn’t been picked by anyone yet so you were pretty much having fun just enjoying the show.

until someone called your name.

“y/n, truth or dare?” jaehyun asked with a smirk.

he had an evil glint on his eyes making you feel suspicious. you knew you couldn’t choose truth or else everyone would make fun of you for being a pussy. and jaehyun just knew you well enough to know you weren’t going to let that happen.

you weren’t one to back down.

still, the way he stared at you made an uneasy feeling settle in your stomach.

what could he possibly have in mind?

“dare.”

seems like your gut feeling was right after all.

“give hyuck a lap dance,” jaehyun said immediately after the words left you mouth, making everyone in the room shake, some in excitement and some –you– in anger. donghyuck wasn’t expecting to take part in the dare, but he really wasn’t complaining either. “thank me later babe,” his shit-eating grin only adding fuel to the fire.

fuck.

just as eunbin, donghyuck could sense the sexual tension. and unlike you, he acknowledged it.

but for him it wasn’t just that.

you two had known each other –or at least acknowledged each other's existence– for a few years now, since high school. he was forced to see you almost every day at school, so, naturally, fondness for you started growing slowly in his chest. but it wasn’t until you both left for college that your ‘enemies’ label was established.

and if someone thought he may possibly like you, they were damn right.

he did.

it all started during freshman year, when he tried to befriend you during one of the classes you shared. you seemed irritated by his advances and wanted him away from you, so after a few attempts of softening your heart, he resolved that the only way to stay close to you was annoying the hell out of you.

childish? yeah. he cared? not really.

“come here, babe.” donghyuck tongued the inside of his cheek, a smirk forming on his lips. as he saw the grim look on your face, he sprawled his legs, patting his toned thigh invitingly, eager to get things started.

the look jaehyun gave you had ‘you’re not backing down, are you?’ written all over.

“shit, i hate jaehyun, why did he have to do me dirty like that?” you mumbled angrily to eunbin and she just laughed, finding the situation way funnier than you.

“maybe tonight won’t be as boring as you thought? maybe you’ll end up getting laid.” she wiggled her eyebrows suggestively and you only scoffed, “shut up, dumbass.”

“why did you have to do me like that, huh?!” you almost screamed at the older, taking a mental note to beat him up later. he just shrugged and threw you a wink, “asshole.”

mark patted your back to help you relax, he could see you weren’t exactly happy about your dare.

“come on, which song would you like, my lady?” lucas asked, scrolling through his spotify for suiting songs.

“or nah!” yangyang answered before you could even open your mouth. just as you were about to ask for a less sexual song, cheering erupted through the room.

everyone was pumped, adrenaline running through their veins and pushing them to do stupid stuff they would probably regret the next day after waking up hungover. and things just took a rather interesting turn, so they obviously were excitedly awaiting the next series of events.

yay, more stupid memories to regret later.

on the other hand, donghyuck was as doomed as you. he knew the song well, he knew the lyrics by heart but what he didn’t know was if he could control himself with you basically dry humping him in front of a bunch of people to the rhythm of it.

he wasn’t sure it was a great idea.

as soon as you got up to complete the dare, you heard cheering and clapping. and you weren’t going to lie, you wanted to throw yourself out of a window.

breathing deeply in an attempt of relaxing to just get it over with, you made your way towards donghyuck until you were standing a few feet in front of him.

as the music started playing, you started moving. running your finger on the surface of his clothed shoulder, you walked slowly around him, like a predator circling its prey. he tried not to follow your movements, already getting anxious by your closeness and nervously waiting for your next move.

i’ma smoke this joint then i’ma break you off.

i’d be lying if i said you ain’t the one.

you pushed his legs open and settled between them. your hands rubbed his thighs teasingly, fingers drawing closer to his crotch but not quite getting there. you took your sweet time feeling him up, softly scratching his strong arms and leaving red trails behind. donghyuck was so into it, enjoying the sight of you kneeling before him so much that his pants were already starting to feel tight.

heard you not the type that you take home to mom.

is we fuckin’ when we leave the club or nah?

i ain’t spendin’ cash for nothin’ i wanna see you take it off.

and oh how he wanted to see you take it off. all night he couldn’t take his eyes off of your figure, you looked really good in the outfit eunbin had chosen for you.

so good it was almost making him drool.

you sat on his lap, hands going to caress his toned chest and stomach. it was well-known that donghyuck exercised frequently, but it still surprised you. he felt so good you had to bite your lip to prevent a sound from coming out.

when you shifted to sit closer to him, his hands flew to your hips and you could tell his intention was to move them lower to grope your ass, but you weren’t having it.

do you like the way i flick my tongue or nah?

you can ride my face until you’re drippin’ cum.

“if you try to touch me again, i’ll tie you up,” you said with a sweet smile plastered on your face, grabbing him by the wrists and harshly dropping them away from you. donghyuck let out a startled gasp at that, obviously not expecting your attitude. with his hands twitching to grasp anything, he went to grip tightly the sides of the chair.

can you lick the tip then throat the dick or nah?

can you let me stretch that pussy out or nah?

your hips ground against his crotch at such a slow pace that donghyuck was having trouble not pushing you down on him faster. he was getting embarrassingly hornier as seconds passed and wanted nothing more than to fuck you right then and there, even with his friends’ eyes on you both.

donghyuck tried so hard to restrain himself from touching you. he wasn’t one to follow orders, but he tried just for you, he really did.

i’m not the type to call you back tomorrow.

but the way you wrappin’ ‘round me is a prob.

and everything was fine until you kissed him. synchronized gasps filled the room, the sudden show of affection confusing everybody. not even your intoxicated self could understand what the hell were you doing nor who you were doing it with. his breath got stuck in his throat, heart thumping against his chest at an alarming rate. his hands almost tried to bring you closer, but he realized what he was doing on time to stop himself.

he finally broke down when your mouth sucked on his tongue, making his hips grind up against yours unconsciously as his hands grabbed you by your waist, pressing your body flush against his.

that was it.

“you asked for it,” your movements came to a stop as you took off your black leather belt, sticking to your threat of tying him up if he didn’t quit it.

pussy so good, i had to save that shit for later.

took her to the kitchen, fucked her right there on the table.

“oh shit,” donghyuck stirred under you trying to get out of the situation.

this couldn’t be happening.

“no, please,” he whimpered as you fastened the belt until it was wrapped tightly around his wrists, locking his arms behind his back. your audience was unable to hold in their surprise, some mouths falling open. he fought against the restraints to no avail, desperate to free himself, “please, let me go,” he cried out quietly, not wanting the other occupants in the room to hear him.

“stop complaining or else i’ll also gag you,” you spat harshly in his ear, done with his attitude, and he swallowed hard. as you nibbled on his lobe, you felt a strong sense of confidence. it made your chest swell in pride to see the usual big mouth jerk with a smug grin constantly attached to his face falling apart under your touch.

seems like he was the one to beg, after all.

you moved your hips to the rhythm of the music, making sure to press harder against the sensitive tip of his cock, which was already leaking precum. although you weren’t an expert, you’d given a fair share of lap dances, so you knew what you were doing.

and donghyuck could certainly tell.

don’t play with a boss, girl take it off.

take it for a real one.

you gon’ get it all.

“whose bitch are you now, huh?” donghyuck couldn’t speak properly, way too hot and bothered for his brain to come up with any smart-ass response.

you tsked disapprovingly at his lack of response.

“when i ask you a question, you answer.” your fingers tangled in his hair and with a harsh tug you forced him to look up. donghyuck was dazed, lips swollen from you biting on them, eyes glassy from arousal, and mind clouded with lust.

“yours.” he whimpered quietly, forgetting momentarily about your audience.

“good boy.”

you loved how easy it was for you to break him and leave him wanting more, to have him so putty in your hands. specially since hearing comments of other female classmates about donghyuck teasing them almost till the brim of tears was part of your day-to-day life. it felt like you were getting revenge for all of them, so you were enjoying it a lot more than anyone could imagine.

your plump lips trailed down the length of his neck, leaving wet kisses along his honey-like skin, and he threw his head back to give you more access. as you licked, sucked and bit the flesh, donghyuck could hear his heartbeat loud over the music. he usually wouldn’t let a girl suck hickeys on his skin, but the idea of you marking him while everyone watched was rather exciting.

he swore the seconds passed slower than usual. you were just halfway through the song but he didn’t know if he could survive any longer.

donghyuck felt light-headed and painfully aroused, and he wasn’t going to last long if you kept kissing him and moving your hips the way you were.

“i’ma go as far as you let me,” your movements became slower to tease him, making the poor boy want to cry in agony. his jeans felt way too tight to be comfortable and he hoped everyone could just leave you two alone to take it off.

“shit, please,” donghyuck’s eyes closed, head falling forward and hanging low as drops of sweat slid down his forehead. the room felt like an oven and he didn’t know if it was a result of the significant amount of people in such a small space, the alcohol, his choice of clothing or your body pressed closely against his.

probably the latter.

girl, is you sucking me or fucking me or nah?

can i bring another bitch? let’s have a threesome.

“keep saying you’re a freak, you gon’ prove it or nah?” you quietly sang along, pulling his face closer by his hair and grinding down on him harder.

donghyuck was going crazy, he had never expected you to be so sexy, to behave so dirtily. but he loved it, and by the prominent tent in his pants, everybody could tell he was in for the ride of his life.

you’s a ride-or-die chick, you with this shit or nah?

say you not a side bitch, you all-in or nah?

you gon’ make them eggs cheesy with them grits or nah?

you brought him in for a hot kiss that left his head spinning.

donghyuck was growing restless as his climax neared, he was so close he could almost taste it. he couldn’t remember when the last time he got so close to cumming only from some teasing was.

everything was happening so quickly he wasn’t able to stop himself before giving in to the pleasure.

“h-holy fuck,” with a shaky moan that you swallowed, donghyuck shot his load, staining the crotch of his dark jeans. you could feel the wetness seeping through the piece of clothing and dampening your bottoms. his hips gave a few more sloppy thrusts, legs shaking weakly and cock twitching from the confines of his jeans, before falling limp on the chair.

or nah.

as the song ended, he came down from his high. you freed him from the iron grip of your belt, the skin on his wrists was red and slightly swollen. you may have tightened it too much in the heat of the moment, but you weren’t apologizing after giving him probably the best orgasm of his life.

the bewildered expression on his face quickly turned grim as it hit him.

he came in his pants like a fucking teenager.

in a room full of people.

in front of his friends, yours and you.

his friends stood there, both confused and surprised to see donghyuck so affected by your touch. nobody had expected things to end the way they did.

“damn, are you okay my man?” johnny asked, laughing at his friend’s flustered state.

“shut up,” donghyuck answered bitterly. he shot up from his seat, grabbing your hand and shoving you inside the nearest bathroom in the house. he didn’t even care to cover the wet spot on his pants, walking with his chin up and a scowl plastered on his face.

and blame it on how riled up you had gotten from the feeling of his hard dick pressing against your needy pussy, but damn, he looked good.

“i wanna go next!” hendery spoke excitedly. you couldn’t tell if he was just messing with you or if he actually wanted you to give him a lap dance too. either way, it made your lips turn upwards in a smug grin.

once you both made it to the bathroom, he locked the door before pushing you against it, back pressed flush into the hard piece of wood. the ambience took a 180 turn, your confidence faltered slightly at the sight of his angry form.

“you think it’s funny, yeah?” he hummed angrily in your ear. “you think i’d let you do whatever you want and embarrass me in front of my friends just because you feel like it without payback?” the look on his eyes getting darker as the words left his mouth.

“if so, oh baby, you were so wrong.”

trying to test him, you decided to answer.

“you’re all bark and no bite, what else am i supposed to think?” you smirked devilishly when you saw him clench his jaw.

“you’re gonna regret being a brat,” his slender fingers wrapped themselves around your waist and with a harsh tug, he pulled you closer to attack your lips, biting and sucking on them, making your legs wobbly. he tasted sweet and bitter at the same time, probably from the liquor he had been drinking all night, and you couldn’t seem to get enough. his lips were soft and plush as they mingled with yours, teeth roughly clashing and tongues fighting for dominance, “am i?”

donghyuck hissed through his teeth as he unbuckled his pants, letting his cum-covered shaft spring free. he was already hard and you unconsciously rubbed your thighs together to ease some of the tension building up between them. his hand shot to your throat, tightening his grip until you couldn’t breathe properly, before forcing you on your knees.

donghyuck tapped his hard and heavy cock on your lips a couple of times before speaking. “open up, slut,” and you did as you were told, parting your lips and poking your tongue out, waiting for him to slide in.

but he didn’t.

he wanted you to lick him clean, he wanted to see you do as he said, follow his orders like a good girl without complaints.

“clean the mess you’ve done. now.”

the harsh tone of his voice sent a wave of arousal straight to your core. your hands immediately shot up to grab a hold of his length, but before you got too close he stopped you. confusion was written all over your face and for a moment you worried he had changed his mind.

“no hands, i want you to work on it only with that dirty mouth of yours.”

with your hands gripping onto his thighs, your tongue swiped from the base to the head of his cock, eagerly licking him clean. once you had swallowed every drop of his cum, your mouth took him whole, hollowing your cheeks, one hand massaging his balls. donghyuck threw his head back as yours bobbed at a rapid pace, the tip of his cock reaching the back of your throat as you swallowed around him.

when he was about to cum, he pulled away from your mouth, making you whine at the loss. wrapping his hand once again around your throat like a beautiful necklace, he forced you up on your feet. he turned you around before pulling you closer by a rough tug. your clothed ass pressed against his dick, a mixture of his arousal and your saliva wetting the cloth. your hips ground back to both tease him, desperate to feel something, anything. his hands went to the front of your jeans, rubbing his fingers over your clothed clit and a whimper fell from your lips.

“more, i need more,” you pleaded, the barrier of clothes making the feeling less pleasurable.

he surprisingly complied without resistance, dipping the digits under the restricting cloth. a deep groan vibrated against the side of your neck when he felt the wetness that had been gathering inside your panties since your dare.

“look at you, so damn wet,” his mouth watered at the feeling of your needy heat. at this point, donghyuck knew everyone had an idea of what you two could possibly be doing, and although he would enjoy returning the favour by eating you out to his heart’s content, there wasn’t enough space nor time to do so comfortably. but he swore he would make it up to you some time.

“for who is it, baby?” the answer was obvious, but still, he wanted to hear it directly from you. he inserted one long finger until it was knuckles deep inside of you and you let out a squeak, head falling back onto his shoulder.

“for you donghyuck, all for you.”

“that’s right, slut, only i can make you that wet, only i can touch you like this. you’re mine, don’t forget that,” he inserted a second finger and pumped them deeply into you.

“yes,” you breathed out softly, too far gone to fight back with a snarky remark.

although his fingers felt good and you could possibly –with a bit of an effort– cum just from them, you still wanted more. you wanted to feel the nice stretch of his cock tearing your walls apart.

“please, donghyuck.”

“what do you want?”

donghyuck knew what you wanted. fuck, he wanted it too, so bad. he had been waiting for an opportunity like this for a long time and now that he could finally have it, he was going to make the best out of it.

“fuck me,” your core ached to be filled so you swallowed your pride and spoke out.

“condom?”

“we don’t need it, i’m on the pill,” you rushed, stomach twisting and turning in excitement, “please, just fuck me.”

donghyuck’s eyes turned darker, lust clouding both of your minds with the only desire to fuck each other stupid. he pulled down your jeans so they were pooling on your ankles and went back to pump his fingers inside you to make sure you were ready to take him. as he entered you, you had to lean on the sink in front of you to hold yourself up or else you would have faceplanted the mirror.

“you feel so good, fuck, so fucking tight,” donghyuck growled when he was balls deep in you.

whimpers fell from your lips from the delicious stretch of his thick cock. after a few seconds of you adjusting to his size, you backed your ass into his hips to let him know you wanted him to move. he gave a couple of thrusts to test the waters before picking up his pace and you gripped the sides of the sink as he pounded into you. his mouth worked on your neck while you brought one of his hands under your shirt to play with your breasts.

“such a pretty sight, don’t you think?” he tugged harshly at your hair to force you to look at your reflection on the mirror, thrusts never faltering.

your makeup was ruined; lipstick smeared messily all over your lips from the hot make-out session, neck full of bruises donghyuck left to claim you, shirt pulled above your breasts displaying your puckered nipples while one of his big hands grabbed your boob as they bounced with every hard snap of his hips.

“you have no idea how many times i had to control myself not to pounce on you,” his eyes never left your quivering reflection, completely in love with the way your frame molded with his, “every single time you couldn’t keep that pretty little mouth of yours closed and all i wanted to do was shut you up with my cock.”

“f-fuck,” his thrusts turned rougher as his free hand wrapped around your neck, tightening his grip and amplifying the mind-blowing sensations he was giving you.

your asscheeks slapped against his hips, which drilled against you at an unhuman pace, hitting the right spots with every snap and making your eyes roll to the back of your head. you couldn’t keep your mouth shut, loud moans threatening to fall from your lips so you slapped your palm over your mouth to muffle your sounds.

“don’t, i want to hear you,” he gave a particularly hard thrust to try and draw a sound out of you, “i want you to be so loud that all of our friends know what we’re doing, i want them to know how good i’m making you feel.”

specially mark.

but he wasn’t going to tell you that.

“h-hyuck,” you couldn’t hold back the broken moan that fell from your lips, pleasure overtaking your body. your hands gave in and you almost fell forward, but donghyuck reacted sooner and pulled you by your hair, holding you up.

“address me properly, brat,” he growled in your ear. you felt a hard slap on your ass, the skin of the abused area stinging from the impact.

“i’m sorry… fuck, donghyuck,” your cries went straight to his dick, urging him to fuck you harder. he kneaded the flesh soothingly before spanking it again and again until you could make out the imprint of his big hand on your asscheek.

“f-faster, please,” you pleaded in a whine and he tsked, shaking his head, “such a greedy little slut.”

“what would everyone think of you if they could see you so eagerly taking my cock, mm?” donghyuck hummed, “begging for me to fuck you until you can’t walk properly?

shocks of pleasure shot through you, his dirty talk helping you reach your release faster than you anticipated. his grip on you was so tight you were sure you were going to be sore the next day. your moans turned pornographic as you neared your release, your walls squeezed around donghyuck to the point he was unable to move, so he started drawing circles over your sensitive clit to help you get off.

“let go, baby.”

and soon, his touch threw you over the edge, causing your body to shake and a broken moan to fall from your lips, legs weak as your whole weight only relied on your arms for support. he followed shortly after, grunting as he filled you up with his warm and sticky essence.

as he pulled out, a mixture of your slick juices and his seed leaked from your abused hole, dripping down your inner thighs. his fingers slid over to gather the drops of cum and opposite to your assumption, he didn’t push it back inside of you but brought the digits to your face, waiting for you to open your mouth.

“suck.”

and you did, eyes locked with his through the mirror as your tongue swirled around his fingers to lick them clean.

“fuck,” donghyuck sighed, “i didn’t know you were so dirty, sweetheart.”

and the teasing comes back.

“do you want me to remind you how i made you cum in your pants back there in a room full of people?” you rolled your eyes in disbelief and he just let out a breathy laugh.

“whatever. either way, even if they didn’t have the pleasure of fucking you or at least seeing you get fucked, they surely could hear you from how loud you were screaming my name.”

“good thing mark now knows who you belong to,” the words slipped out of his mouth before he could think and both of you shared a look of pure shock.

“did you just mention mark?”

“…no?”

“you did! what the fuck? were you jealous of mark?” you asked, eyes wide as you remembered the disgusted look on his face when you and mark got too touchy with each other during the game.

“i am jealous of mark.”

“what? why?”

“oh my god, you’re so dense.”

“shut up, i’m not.”

“yes, you are. i like you dumbass, that’s fucking why. why wouldn’t i be jealous if you two act like you’re dating but always deny it when questioned? i can give you my hoodies, i can cuddle you and hold your hand, i can spoil you with cute stuff. i can be your boyfriend, it doesn’t have to be him.”

everything was so weird.

you were supposed to be enemies for fucks sake.

but he looked cute with pouty lips.

“well, you sure have got a damn weird way of demonstrating it.”

“shut up, okay?” donghyuck snapped, done with trying to get you to shut the fuck up. “i just didn’t know how to approach you or talk to you at all, alright?” he sighed, a scowl forming on his face. “you always seem to be angry when i’m around.” the change in his voice shocked you, it was much softer now, as if he was afraid of you hearing it.

“hey, don’t beat yourself for it, alright?” you sighed, feeling bad for being so mean to him for no reason. because you really didn’t have a reason. whenever you weren’t at each other’s throats and you got time to observe him from afar, you saw how caring he was with his friends, even if most of the time he annoyed the crap out of them.

donghyuck actually seemed like a good guy… if you ignored his teasing.

maybe you didn’t hate him as much as you thought.

“so, would you be my-,”

suddenly, the sound of banging on the door resonated through the room.

“are you done already? i need to pee.”

you quickly fixed your clothes, embarrassed by the presence of someone outside the door waiting for you and donghyuck to get out and momentarily forgetting about the boy’s proposal. just as you were about to open the door and get yourself the fuck out of the situation, his arms wrapped around your waist to pull you closer and whisper to your ear in a way you could feel your panties get damp once again.

“we’re not done yet, princess.”

–lia:)

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whereisten · 4 years ago

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Devotion/Obsession

A Jaehyun fic that’s part of our Halloween Series!

Summary: Jaehyun is new to town and wants you to show him around. But the truth is, he has known you for a while..

Pairing: Lucifer!Jaehyun x female reader

Other Characters: Husband!Kun

Genre: angst, smut, horror

Warnings: cursing, alcohol use, cheating, stalking, obsession, possessiveness, smut: breeding kink, unprotected sex, nipple sucking, size kink, fingering, oral sex (female receiving), multiple orgasms, c*eampie, pregnancy, character death.

Word Count: 8.9K

(A/N: okay ummm...this is influenced by stories told in the Bible, I hope I do not offend you with my interpretation, Jaehyun in this is a huge stalker!! This isn’t love, he’s obsessed and it’s unhealthy. But I hope you guys enjoy❤️ THANK YOUUU ARI FOR PROOFREADING THIS FOR ME I LOVE YOUUUU❤️❤️❤️❤️😭)

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Long ago, there were two beings on Earth, Adam and Eve. They were created by God and tainted by Lucifer, the serpent. The serpent found himself in love with God’s creation, Eve, for she bears a striking resemblance to his first love, Lilith, whom God cursed and sent away.

God’s most beautiful angel, Lucifer, fell in love with Lilith even though he was forbidden by God to do so. He tried to fight for her in a war against the angels of Heaven, but was struck down to Hell where he could rule the dark. He saw Lilith become a demon. Her beauty had gone away as God made her ugly and it hurt Lucifer to even look at her anymore.

And so, Lucifer turned to Eve and loved her instead, polluting her mind, body, and soul and thus, causing her to be cursed by God as well. She was hidden by God from Lucifer. He grew angry and decided to continue to defy God by living on Earth and causing havoc on both small and large scales.

He went by the name of Jaehyun now, a strikingly handsome bachelor with a mansion on the outskirts of a popular city. He stayed on Earth at the exact point above hell where his throne rested so he could cause evil to run through the city unstopped.

He never forgot about Eve. After all these years, his soul still yearned for her. He cursed at God for hiding her from him and for taking not one, but two of his dearest loves away.

He would walk through the city and see all the couples enjoying each other’s company. They’d laugh and smile and he’d wish nothing but pain for them. If he couldn’t be happy, why should they?

Then one day..he saw her..he saw Eve.

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You were packing away fruits, placing the oranges in an organized pattern so they wouldn’t fall to the floor of the supermarket. He saw you, delicately picking up the spoiled fruits and placing them into the bin to throw away later. You had a small smile on your face that made you look sweet and your fingers were soft, gentle. You looked at each fruit with adoration in your eyes, like you treasured the round balls of nectar as if they were made of gold.

He walked closer to you, still staring intently.

He wondered how you could exist, how you were here with her face, her body, her hair..you were her. It didn’t take long for him to notice the sparkling ring on your wedding finger. But he didn’t care about that, now that he had you, he would never let you go.

Even if you didn’t sound like Eve or looked at him the way she did when she was in love with him, he had to have you.

“Hello, can I help you, sir?” You turned to the man you noticed had been hanging around you for a bit too long.

Your voice was heavenly, it was the best thing he’d ever heard.

You were looking at him, awaiting his answer when you placed an apple onto the shelf. You didn’t see that placing it in that exact spot would cause for another to fall. But Jaehyun already knew.

He quickly knelt down beside you and caught the green apple as it fell.

You looked down at him and gasped. How could he move so quickly.

He stood up straight, still locking eyes with you. A smile creeps across his face.

“Here.” He hands you the apple as you look down at it still in shock.

“Oh..thank you.” You chuckled and took it from him, then started to walk away after feeling..odd.

He walked towards you. “Umm..excuse me, miss? I’m new here, and I just want to know..where can I find the best coffee?”

He looked down at your name tag.

“Y/n..” he says quietly.

His voice is smooth and nice, just as nice as his perfect face, you thought it ought to have been carved by God himself. His jawline was perfect and his eyes were magnetic, you couldn’t look away.

However, you should’ve. You were married after all.

“Oh..hmm about five blocks south, you’ll find Johnny’s Café, it’s quite nice actually.”

Jaehyun wanted to ask you to join him, just so he could talk to you, just so he could get close to you and have you firmly in his grasp, never to let you disappear again. But he didn’t, he decided to wait, if he scared you away, that would only make it worse for not only him, but for you as well. The last thing he wanted was to hold you against your will just because you resembled her.

“Thank you, y/n, I’ll see you next time.” He walked close to you and nodded slowly. As if hypnotized, you never let his eyes go while you nodded.

He walked by you, leaving you breathless and almost star struck, but who was he? Why did he have this interesting glow about him that made him stand out from everyone else?

Later that day, Jaehyun followed you home. His black Lamborghini wasn’t discreet to say the least, so he had to trail behind a few hundred feet. He could see you jamming out to music in your car as you left work.

You were adorable and happy, he loved seeing you like this.

He parked far away from your house, he walked over in a long black trench coat and watched as you went inside. You were greeted by a man that looked like...Adam..

His eyes grew into glowing red orbs, he tried hard to hold back his horns and nails.

“This is God’s idea of a joke, isn’t it?” He spoke to himself. Not only were you the exact replica of Eve, your husband was an exact replica of Adam.

You hugged your husband, Kun, hard and smiled widely, happy to see him after a long day at work.

The door clicks shut and Jaehyun stands there with steam escaping his hot ears. He had to figure out how to get rid of Kun.

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[The Next Day]

You’re lugging around a large box of lettuce through the aisles when you see him..again.

“Hello, y/n, do you need help?”

You stare at him. “W-what are you doing here?”

He was handsome, you had to admit, your heart couldn’t stop beating like crazy when he showed up. He was stylish in his turtleneck and jean jacket. He smelled refreshing like amber and honey.

“What? A man can’t shop for groceries?” His dimples peeked through as he smiled and tilted his head.

“Oh-no it’s just, two days in a row?”

You furrowed your brows when you sensed something wasn’t right.

Jaehyun could tell that your heart rate was rising because of his presence, you looked around like you were nervous.

“I know, it’s weird, right? But the truth is..I just wanted to see you again..” he said huskily. You felt your chest weaken.

You put the box down and turned to him. “Oh so you’re one of those creeps? Well, I’m flattered but..I’m also married.”

“That’s alright..” he gave a small smile, his dimples showing through again. You turned away.

“So...what are you looking for today?”

“A friend.”

“A friend?” You chuckled.

He swayed from side to side and looked up to the ceiling. “Okay, I’ll get to the point..there’s a..korean barbecue place that I wanted to try..are you free after work?”

He was so strange but had an aura about him that you couldn’t ignore. His features were sharply defined and his eyes never let you go. You should’ve been creeped out but you weren’t, for he was warm and intriguing. Lately, you felt like Kun was so busy with work. You’d get home and wait hours for him, your friends were busy as well as they were either taking college classes or travel king constantly.

Sometimes, you felt you were alone, so why not start something new.

You hummed before answering.

Jaehyun watched your cute expression, the way you looked to the floor and stuck your hands in your apron.

“I guess..I am free after work.” You nodded.

Jaehyun nearly jumped up and down right inside the store. He grinned from ear to ear.

“Just don’t pull any moves, I’m married okay?”

You teased and felt your face become warm.

“I promise I won’t.”

The two of you went to dinner at the Korean barbecue place Jaehyun wanted to try. He was enraptured by you, caught up in your presence. He was so in love and you had no idea.

You told him about places to visit in the city and he told you about where he had come from. He made up a city and a backstory to relate to you, telling you that he had investments that started from his grandparents and that’s how he made money.. He’d do anything just to keep speaking with you, even if it meant lying.

He fought hard to hold back his naturally glowing red eyes and goat-like horns. He had to remain normal so you could become his soon enough.

And when you left him and went home, he stayed outside of your house once again, using his elevated hearing skills to listen to you speak with your husband.

Kun was talking to you about some new project he had in a city about two hours away. You stayed silent, disappointed that he would be gone yet again for a business trip. Kun was the senior architect and had to present, he couldn’t skip out on these trips as much as he wanted to.

“Listen, baby I’m sorry but you know how it is.”

Kun stepped into the bathroom as you brushed your teeth. He took his shirt off as he was about to shower.

You spit water out into the sink and look at your reflection, you were trying hard to hold back your anger. Kun stood behind you and watched you through the mirror with a concerned expression on his face.

“If I knew you were going to be gone all the time, I wouldn’t have married you..”

Kun scoffed. “Don’t say that, you know you don’t mean that, y/n.” He wrapped his arms around your waist and smirked through the mirror.

His hand went to your breast and cupped it.

“I mean it, Kun, how is this supposed to work when we have a family? I want us to both be present for our kids.”

Kun kissed along your neck, he knew you were ticklish.

You started to giggle. “Kun..stop, you’re distracting me.”

“Ahh baby, did you just say “our kids?” Are you trying to tell me something?” He squeezed your breasts gently

You turned to him and kissed his lips. His other hand reached under your frilly nightgown, bunching it up at the waist, and to his satisfaction you wore nothing else under it.

“Should we start right now? Should we have a family?” He brushes his clothed erection into your back as he presses his fingers over you already dripping folds. His deep voice always got you like this.

You gasped and looked at him through the mirror. Soon you were gripping the edge of the counter and crying out his name as he fucked you from behind. He grabbed your hair, pulling your head back so you could look at him through the mirror as you came all over his girthy cock.

Jaehyun heard it all, he imagined it was him bringing you to sweet paradise like he did long ago. He listened to your moans and imagined it was his name you called as your eyes rolled in the back of your head.

It pained him to have to pleasure himself as he imagined all that he would do to you. He was Lucifer, after all. He could have anyone in the dark world pleasure him without even asking twice, but he didn’t want just anyone. He wanted you, and soon he would have you right in his grasp.

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[1 Month Later]

Jaehyun was a regular customer at the supermarket you worked at, he’d come in at least once a day. You found it odd that he always knew when your breaks were, so he’d bring you coffee or a snack.

If he didn’t visit during his break, he’d wait for you outside so you’d go to a new place for dinner together after you clocked out.

You spoke about everything. He seemed so smart as he knew about every detail in history and taught you about the world and why things were the way they were.

You watched him intently, your eyes grew when he told you something so interesting, your heart started to race. Like the presence of aliens or ghosts and witches. They all existed and Jaehyun told you all of the evidence as you sat there, stunned.

And then, it was his turn to ask questions.

He finally asked about your husband, even though he knew everything about him.

He knew that he had a short temper sometimes but your fights would either lead to make up sex or him sleeping on the couch. He had watched you every night since finding you. He didn’t sleep, for even the thought of closing his eyes and losing sight of you made him sick to his stomach.

“My husband, Kun, is an architect. He works really hard, but he loves me and I love him. He’s really sweet, I never stop thinking about him. We got married about a year ago, and I couldn’t be happier.” You smiled as you looked down at your hot pot as thought of Kun.

“Ahh..that’s nice..he seems like a supportive partner, during your first year of marriage, have you fought a lot?” Jaehyun tilted his head while smirking.

“Nope! We don’t fight at all, we’re pretty chill, you know?”

You were lying to him and he didn’t like that, but he swallowed hard and smiled nonetheless.

“I see..” he nodded.

He realized that he’d have to work harder to get you to stop thinking about Kun. He’d have to sabotage your current relationship if he ever dreamed of being with you soon.

Killing him would be too easy, he’d have to make Kun so bad, that you’d run to him for relief.

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[A Week Later]

You kissed Kun goodbye and wished him well for his trip. He quickly kissed you back and walked through the front door without a hug.

“Honey?” You called out to him. “Where’s my hug?” You pouted.

He threw his hand up and continued to walk towards his car. “Sorry, baby, gotta go!”

He had been acting strange these past few days, but you knew he was stressed so you brushed it off. You had had sex the night before but he wasn’t as gentle as he usually was, you could tell something had upset him as he choked you for the first time. You didn’t mind it, you were just surprised by how...different he was.

Little did you know that it was Jaehyun that was making his daily work more difficult. Kun’s important documents and files would go missing right before a presentation, his coworkers weren’t showing up for work, and his boss was always upset with him for some reason. He was starting to dislike his job and he wasn’t sure why, for this was his passion, but lately, everything seemed to be going poorly.

Kun was having difficulty sleeping as well. He’d have disturbing dreams of a place with fire and monsters with sharp teeth. He’d sweat and pant, and eventually be jolted awake in his bed, every night at 3:23 A.M. he’d go downstairs and watch something on TV or write down a few project ideas.

The lack of sleep definitely contributed to his poor mood, but he didn’t tell you for some reason.

Jaehyun watched Kun speed off. He smiled to himself, knowing that his plan was working, he was getting frustrated at work and began taking his anger out on you.

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[Four Days Later]

You continued to spend time with Jaehyun. You lost track of time as you watched him speak. His dimples were adorable, his voice was intoxicating and you loved staring into his deep brown eyes.

He watches you play with your wedding ring as you nod and smile at him. His smile was like a blooming garden, his laugh was like heavenly trumpets. The two of you were flirting now, and he could tell from your heartbeat that you weren’t really listening to him, instead, you were fantasizing about him. The glances turned into stares.

You watched his lips and licked your own, your face was hot, but you furrowed your brows and looked down at your ring.

What were you doing? Were you getting emotionally attached to him? You couldn’t do this, you couldn’t hurt Kun.

You got up from your seat. “Well, it’s late.. I should go.”

“Noo.. don’t leave yet.” Jaehyun stood up and touched your hand. The disappointed look in his eyes ate away at your heart. You were developing a nice friendship, but a part of you was afraid that it was becoming something more, something that couldn’t be.

“You look stressed. Do you want a drink?..we can visit that new bar in town.” Jaehyun bites his bottom lip.

A drink did sound nice, it had been a while since you and Kun went out to a bar together and sometimes you did miss the atmosphere, you were young after all, everyone else in their early twenties went out.

Jaehyun smiled to himself as he saw you contemplate your options. He knew you were worried about Kun, but he also knew you needed to have some fun.

So you agreed.

The two of you went out to a bar and drank. You laughed and joked around all night. Jaehyun pretended to be affected by the alcohol, just so he could make you laugh and see your beautiful smile.

He dropped you off home at about 1 A.M after you sobered up a bit.

You turned to him and licked your lips. “You know, Jaehyun, if I weren’t married to Kun..I would date you for sure.” You giggled and leaned in close. And all Jaehyun could think was “yes.” He wanted to feel your plump lips so badly, he wanted to caress them and make love to you to relive the best days of his life, but now was not the time.

He backed away and held your hand while searching your eyes. “Y/n...you should go inside now..”

You sighed, nodding as you opened the door to quickly leave before you could embarrass yourself any more.

You go into your house and to your surprise, Kun is there, his face red and stern as he sat on the loveseat in the living room. The room was dark, lit only by a small night light in the corner and the moonlight from outside.

Kun was nearly fired by his boss during his trip. He was upset and frustrated, but what made matters worse was when he went home at 10 PM to see that you weren’t there. Then time went on and you still didn’t come home.

You smirked and put your bag down.

“Babyyyyy.. I missed you.” You start to crawl over his lap slowly.

He can tell from the drawn out tones in your voice that you’re drunk. He winces and turns away.

“Where were you, y/n?”

“Out with a friend..we had some drinks and talked.” You straddle him, placing his crotch in between your legs as you kneel over him. You then lean down and kiss his collarbone.

“Why are you home so late? Is it because you didn’t think I’d be home early?” Kun growled out. He wasn’t amused in the slightest by the way you were acting.

“No, baby, I just wanted to hang out with someone for a little bit, you know? I’m so lonely when you’re not here.”

You try to kiss his lips but he flicks his head to the side.

“Who’s this “friend?”

You gulp and straighten your body. You pout as you look down at him. “Baby, kiss me..don’t you miss me too?” You take the straps of your dress down before unhooking your bra and throwing it to the floor.

Jaehyun watched through an open window behind the loveseat as you kneel over an angry Kun. His eyes glow red and his horns grow out of his head as does the straining member in his pants. You in your drunken haze never noticed the pair of crimson eyes outside.

Kun doesn’t touch you or look at your breasts with nipples begging to be sucked. He wanted to take them into his mouth badly, but he was more focused on another issue at hand.

He wrapped his hand around your throat. “Tell me..their name.”

You smirked. “His name is Jaehyun..but we’re just friends, baby, I promise.”

Kun thrusts himself into you from below, grinding hard against your covered opening. You whimper and move your hips to rub your slit against him.

“Well..stop being friends with him, no guy just wants to be friends with a girl..he wants to fuck you..”

You grind down onto him harder, he squeezes his hand and grips your thigh.

“He doesn’t, he’s really nice and helps me at work sometimes.”

Kun digs his nail into your thigh causing you to cry out in pain. He digs into it so deep, he sees blood from your leg run onto his thumb.

But you reach under your dress and pull his boxers down. You still wanted him in your aching core badly, the pain only added to your yearning.

“Y/n.” He says sternly as he watches you align yourself with his hard cock. You sink down onto him slowly and let out a loud moan as it passes through the sensitive skin and rests deep in your core. You adjust to him quickly as you had already been built up by dry humping him before.

He squeezes your throat again.

“Y/n..”

You move up and down. “Yes..” you call out before licking your lips.

He grabs your waist with both hands and lifts you off of him.

“Kun!” You cry his name after being left empty.

“You’re not gonna get out of this so easily. If you want my cock, tell me you’re done with him.”

“But, baby..”

Kun shakes his head. “Don’t. I’m your husband and you should really take into consideration how I might feel when you spend time with men, when you fucking drink alcohol with men like..like some kinda slut.”

You gasped. “Slut?”

Kun nods. “Look at you, you’re just thirsty for any male attention. I work my ass off for a few days and you’re already looking for a replacement.”

“Kun, that’s not true.” You felt your chest rumble, as if you were about to burst into tears.

He flips you over onto the couch. “I’m your husband, aren’t I?”

You nod.

“Then do as I say, don’t go out with Jaehyun again.”

Before you can protest his thrusts into you hard and begins to choke you again.

He goes hard and fast as you mewl.

“Baby, slower, please.”

He bites your nipple and looks down at you to see your body tremble with each rough thrust he gives you, your lips parting to let out the most heavenly moans, your round breasts moving up and down, your legs bent and spread across the loveseat.

“You’re all mine, right?”

“Yes..fuck, yes.” His thumb on your clit makes you dizzy.

“Then I’m gonna breed you, would you like that? Gonna fuck you so hard and get you pregnant.” Kun grunts into your ear.

Jaehyun grimaces outside of your window. Kun, or Adam rather, hadn’t changed at all. He still believed in a woman’s subordination to her husband. He believed from the beginning of time that a woman should lay under her husband, not above.

And now, he was trying to make you his by breeding you, making it impossible for you to break the link between the two of you. But Jaehyun had to make sure that didn’t happen, he had to stop him before he could do this to you.

————

[Three Days Later]

It’s been three days since that night and you hadn’t shown up to work. Kun made love to you day and night on your time off, he felt threatened by the presence of another male in your life and felt it necessary to remind you why you married him in the first place.

He cooked breakfast for you and bought you nice things. You even went to the movies and ice skating. You enjoyed the time off and Kun’s company, it finally felt like things were getting back to normal. You were happy.

Jaehyun, on the other hand, was furious. He knew where you were, but he couldn’t believe that you had forgotten about him so easily. He didn’t want to get violent, but maybe he would have to.

A few days later, you finally return to work and as usual, Jaehyun was there to bring you a cookie.

“Hey! Where have you been?” He asked as you put bread up on the shelves.

“Oh..I took some time off, Kun came home early so we had a little vacation..thank you for the other night though, I really had a great time.” You finally looked up at him and noticed the slightly crazed look in his eyes. His lips were tightly shut.

“That’s great. Would you like to go out again tonight?” He asks sweetly.

You sigh and shake your head. “Umm...Jaehyun..I can’t..do this..”

His smile starts to fade.

“I-I can’t pretend that we are just friends when I’ve had thoughts about you that I shouldn’t have. I’m married and it’s..really not right for me to get emotionally involved with someone.”

Jaehyun chuckles. “That’s nonsense! We are just friends.”

“But we’re not. Look..it’s best if we end this now, I’d appreciate it if you didn’t come to my work place anymore.”

Jaehyun screams internally. You were really doing as Kun said by cutting him off. Was he that disposable?

A smile still rests on his face.

“As you wish..” he nods and leaves after handing you the cookie he brought.

You swallow hard and sigh. That was harder than you thought it would be, but it felt right. It felt like you could finally focus on your marriage with Kun.

Your day at work ended as it usually did. You closed up and walked to your car, but as you got closer you noticed a figure standing beside it.

It had two red eyes and horns peeking out of its skull.

You slowed down. “Hello?” You called out into the empty parking lot.

The figure stepped out of the shadows and under a street light, that’s when you squinted to make out its familiar features. The red eyes and horns had disappeared.

“Jaehyun?”

He stood there creepily in a long black coat and black pants. His face was unreadable and he stayed silent.

You walked closer. “Jaehyun, what are you doing here?”

“You know..” Jaehyun scratches his head and laughs.

“I think we should grab something to eat.”

“Jaehyun..” you looked to the side and away from his somber face. You were just a few feet away from each other now.

“We’ll just be eating, we don’t even have to talk.” Jaehyun stepped forward and pleaded.

He didn’t want to lose you, he couldn’t lose you, not after all this time when he had finally gotten so close.

“I can’t, Kun is waiting for me.” You looked up at him with wide eyes.

Jaehyun felt his body tremble whenever you looked at him like that.

He suddenly leaned forward and kissed your lips hard. You fell into him for a brief moment, but then realized what was happening. You quickly bit his lip and pulled away.

“Jaehyun!” You rubbed your lip. “What the hell?!”

He licked the blood on his lips and frowned after your warmth disappeared.

“I’m sorry, I just-“ he reached out for you again but you backed away and opened your car in a rush.

“Leave me alone! I never want to see you again!”

Jaehyun only watched as you scurried into your car seat and locked the car doors.

He banged on the window hard, you jumped from the sound for you were terrified by him. You saw a dark flint in his eyes that you’d never seen.

Tears ran down your cheeks as you put the car in drive.

You sped out of the parking lot and away from him.

“I’ll never let you go, y/n, now that I have you..I’ll never let you go.” He whispered to himself.

————-

[1 Month Later]

The honeymoon feeling you felt with Kun soon dissipated as things went back to how they’d usually been. He spent his time at work and would come home upset, some nights he didn’t even speak to you. He looked sleep deprived and when you asked him about it, he’d have a fit and say he’s fine.

Some nights he wouldn’t look at you, you couldn’t remember the last time you had made love.

He was always short with you, but lately, you found it increasingly difficult to deal with his negative mood. Is this really who you wanted to be married to?

Jaehyun had been messing with him, he’d purposely make every day difficult for him. Kun couldn’t sleep most nights, but when he did, Jaehyun made sure to fill his mind with dark scenes to scare him. Sometimes he’d throw in false images of you making love to a faceless man. It gave Kun the feeling that he was walking in on you cheating on him. He would wake up from these nightmares but they felt so real, he couldn’t ignore how upset they made him.

Kun was paranoid, he felt like someone was out to get him and he didn’t know who it could be, but he didn’t trust even you as much as he did three months ago.

Then one night, you came home late because of a terrible thunderstorm and traffic. You were only about an hour late, but Kun was already home and steaming on the couch.

“Where were you?” He asked as soon as you entered the house.

You exhaled loudly. “Oh, so now you speak to me.”

“Yeah, I’m speaking to you, I’m asking a fucking question.”

You raised your brows. “And who are you to talk to me like that?”

“I’m your husband, or did you forget that when you fucked him tonight?” Kun bit back as he sat up in the chair.

Your face wrinkled as you placed your bag down.

“What are you talking about?”

“Jaehyun..do you think I’m some kind of idiot? I know you’re still seeing him.”

You scoffed. “Wowww Kun.”

You walk away to the kitchen to get some water.

“No, don’t “wowww” me, tell me I’m lying!” His voice started to raise, he walked into the kitchen after you.

“Kun..you sound ridiculous right now, I’m late because there’s a thunderstorm, or do you not hear it just like you don’t hear your phone ringing when I call you?” You asked sarcastically.

“If you’re gonna be late, you should tell me.”

You gulped down your water. “I don’t have to report anything to you! You’re not my king or whatever you think you are.”

“I’m your husband! And you should treat me like a king because look at this house, you wouldn’t be in it if it weren’t for me.”

Your eyes widened. “Are you really holding the house over my head? Wow Kun, you’ve really hit rock bottom, haven’t you?”

Kun chuckles. “Maybe Jaehyun lives somewhere nice, why don’t you go to him since I’m not your king.”

“Okay, here we go again, why are you so insecure, Kun?!”

The two of you went back and forth that night. You broke down in tears as Kun said hurtful things that left you stunned.

“I want a divorce!” You yelled and stormed out.

You jumped into your car and drove away, you didn’t know where you were going to go, but you knew you needed to be away from him.

You dialed up Jaehyun who had heard the entire conversation from outside of your house.

“Hello?” He said with the faked tone of confusion in his voice.

“Jaehyun..I need to see you.”

You drove to his house.

It was an incredibly large mansion, and when you went inside, the walls were lined with gold and red velvet curtains. It looked beautiful, unreal almost.

You wondered how Jaehyun could live in an expensive place at such a young age.

Jaehyun looked at your magnificent face as your mouth dropped open.

“Investments.” He smirked.

You laughed and looked back at him. His eyes were warm, his smile was bright.

He could tell you had been crying so once in the foyer he steps close to you and searches your wet eyes.

He runs his thumb along your cheek as you gaze up at him.

“What happened, love?”

You shook your head. “It’s Kun..we fought, I just..I don’t know, Jaehyun, I don’t think we can make it.”

“I’m sorry to hear that, y/n..”

“I love him, I really do but..” you look to the side and sniffle.

“Is he controlling, y/n?”

Your eyes flicker up to him. You nod slowly.

“Is he the reason why you stopped hanging out with me?”

You nod again.

Jaehyun purses his lips. “Y/n..he’s threatened by you, he doesn’t want you to be independent now that you’re married. He wants to control you and that isn’t a partnership. That isn’t love.”

Your eyes brim with tears once again. “Jaehyun..I don’t want to think about him right now...I want to feel loved, can you do that for me?”

Jaehyun’s dark soul nearly escapes his body. “Of course.”

You place both hands on his head and kiss him slowly and sensually. You both close your eyes as you fall into him more, his arms wrapping around you to bring you closer to him. He wants to become one with you, feel you, smell you, to be completely enraptured by you for eternity.

Time stood still and your heart fluttered as it was finally being satisfied by something it had craved from the first moment you met Jaehyun.

He too felt everything slow down to a crawl, your lips tasted like the sweetest fruit, your hands were soft like plush blankets.

He pulls away to breathe, his hot breath hitting your now swollen lips. “So beautiful” he whispers into them, then kisses you again in the dim lighting of his house.

He takes you into his arms and carries you to one of his many bedrooms.

“I will take you higher than the heavens themself, just give in to me.” He whispers softly.

He lays you down gently onto the fluffy bed and watches as you relax into it, your hair looking gorgeous as it lays against the white sheets, your neck just begging for soft kisses or hastily made bite marks, cute nose and round, swollen lips. He looks into your wide eyes and smiles. “You’re stunning.” He kicks his shoes off and crawls over you.

You giggled and held him by the hem on his shirt. “Jaehyun...kiss me.”

He leaned down and kissed you as you asked. He was transported back to when your name was Eve and the two of you made love in the garden. Your lips taste the same as hers, your skin feels the same, your touch and everything else was the same. Jaehyun was more than pleased to finally be experiencing your love again.

You start to take your pants down your legs and eventually kick them off. Jaehyun takes his clothes off as well, then watches you take your hoodie off to reveal your breasts.

Without hesitation, he lays his tongue flat against the perky nub, coating it with his spit. He then swirls his tongue around it while he massages the other breast that he hasn’t tasted yet.

You moan and run your fingers through his hair.

His fingers press onto your thigh, then work their way to your sensitive skin between your legs. You tremble as they brush lightly against it.

You arch your back, telling him silently that you want him to go further. He sucks your nipples harder and listens to another moan leave your beautiful lips.

He takes two fingers and uses them to part your folds. He circles his fingertips around your entrance to collect the liquid that has formed from you being so turned on already.

He kisses the skin in between your breasts.

“You taste so sweet.”

He pushes his fingers into you slowly, your legs widen a bit to adjust to him. His fingers are long and slender, but it doesn’t take much time before his knuckles hit your most sensitive part.

“Jaehyun..” you exhale.

His fingers glide in and out of you slowly, he curls his finger tips to press right onto the fleshy spot that makes your head spin. He flicks his tongue across your breast as his fingers work on your needy area.

He looks up at you through low eyes, your dainty fingers grasping onto the sheets tightly.

“So-so close.” You whimper.

His fingers move faster, pressing onto your clenching walls as you get closer.

He then kneels and looks down at you as his fingers still move back and forth.

He licks his lips and lowers his face to the apex of your open legs. He flicks his tongue across you slit now, combining the action of his tongue with his finger to drive you crazy.

He moves his tongue in circular motions onto your clit as his finger moves in faster and presses onto your g-spot harder.

His long tongue flattens onto you repeatedly.

You cry out his name one final time before cumming onto his fingers. He continues to rub his nose onto your clit and lick inside you as you climax and shake.

You try to push your body up away from him, but he holds your waist down firmly and continues to eat you out.

“Jaehyun!” You look down at him to see his eyes, almost with a glint of red in them, looking up at you sternly.

He places a kiss onto your folds then crawls over you to face you. He licks his lips.

“Y/n, my love, I will never force you to bow down to me, you are my queen, you always have been. I will not lose you like I did so long ago.”

You’re slightly confused, but you nod and kiss him. He lays down beside you and takes your waist into his hands as his tongue now dances with yours.

He brings your body over on top of his.

Your skin becomes littered with goose pimples as he runs his hands up and down your thighs.

You kneel over his intimidating length and take in a sharp breath while running your hands along his chest and abs. He, too, was magnificent, like a painting or sculpture come to life.

He takes your hand in his and watches your naked body above him.

He remembered the first time you made love, you rode him that time too, bringing him to his most memorable orgasm of all time.

You sink down onto him slowly, your head falling back instantly.

You couldn’t stop your pussy from clenching around him as he stretched you out so well and stimulated you just from being halfway in.

He pushes up into you to help you. You feel his cock buried deep inside you, running against your silky walls and pressing onto your sweet spot once more.

He curved into you so perfectly. You bite your lips and swivel your hips as you move up and down. He grabs your ass and brings it down onto him.

He groans when you quiver around him and it is a low sound that you’ve never heard before, it’s almost animalistic.

But it’s hot, and pushes you closer to the edge.

Jaehyun watched your body shimmer in the low, warm lighting of the room. Your face is adorable, your skin is soft and glistens, you smell like vanilla. He wished he could have you like this forever, gliding down onto him, your breasts moving up and down as you whimper and moan from the feeling of his cock stretching you out.

You are his Heaven.

He thrusts up into you harder. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room as does your groans and cries.

Jaehyun fits you so perfectly, you’re on the brink of tears, you're weak and ride him sloppily as you chase your high.

Jaehyun knows this and flips you over onto your back in a swift move. He places your legs onto his shoulders and pushes into you. His hips slap against yours as he kisses you again.

He uses his ability to grow even more while inside you.

His eyes glow red but your eyes are closed as he fucks into you from above now.

“Jaehyun..fuck..” Tears escape your eyes. Your pussy clenches uncontrollably around his cock.

He runs his palm onto your belly and feels his cock twitch in the pit of your stomach. “I’m so deep inside you, do you like feeling me? Do you want me to release deep inside you?”

He moves faster.

You arch your back. “Fill me up, please, I want you inside me so badly.” You whimper out.

Jaehyun licks his thumb and places it onto your clit. He licks your breast again and sucks hard.

You cum hard and shake.

He climaxes as well, cumming deep inside you as you let out a stream of curses. You had never orgasmed so hard, but something about Jaehyun has you trembling for several minutes. He was able to deliver pleasure just as he was able to deliver pain in the underworld.

He rubs his thumb along the side of your sweaty face while watching his cum leak out of you.

“My love..would you like me to fuck you again?”

His voice is gravelly, but confident, for he already knows the answer.

You nod and within a few milliseconds you’re on your chest with your ass up in the air. Jaehyun pounds you into the bed and has you calling out his name several times that night.

You fall asleep after climaxing many times. You felt amazing, like a weight had been lifted from your shoulders. Jaehyun held you in his arms and cuddled you to sleep.

“Y/n..I’m happy you’re mine now.”

————

[The Next Day]

Jaehyun woke up to see that you left him, you had snuck out and drove back home.

You left a note for him explaining that you couldn’t be in a relationship with him for your heart belonged to Kun.

“Thank you for being here for me, I am sorry for coming to you during my weakest moment. I hope you will respect my wish to not see you again, as I must remain steady in my marriage to Kun.

With Love, Y/n”

Jaehyun crumbles up the note and sets fire to it in his hands. His horns grow large and his eyes beam red, furious is an understatement.

How could you do this to him? He made love to you, gave you the best love you’d ever had and you still went back to him.

He would make sure to ruin Kun, for if he couldn’t have you, no one else should.

————

[3 Months Later]

Jaehyun was still hurt by you leaving him that night, but he knew there was nothing he could do. A part of him wanted you to be happy, but a part of him wanted to destroy Kun so he could have you all to himself.

He had planned to get rid of him until he discovered that you were pregnant. He wasn’t sure if the baby was his or Kun’s, but he did know that if he were to kill Kun you would potentially lose the baby from devastation. He couldn’t do that to you, he couldn’t cause that pain even if he was satisfied by Kun’s death.

So he watches you from afar, imagining once again that it was him preparing for a baby instead of Kun.

The two of you looked happy, maybe it was the child that was making things different.

Either way, he hated seeing you so happy without him.

————

[8 Months Later]

You give birth to your son. You and Kun raise it together and take turns watching it during the night.

One day, Jaehyun visits you while you cradle the baby at home alone.

You open the door and your smile falls.

Jaehyun, however, smiles harder when he sees your pretty face, glowing from the post pregnancy hormone changes.

Seeing you like this makes him want to get you pregnant all over again.

“J-Jaehyun?” You hadn’t seen him since that night, but he still looked good.

“Y/n..it’s been so long, hasn’t it?”

Something about him being there after so much time made you uneasy.

“Well..can I come in?” Jaehyun gives a half smile.

You nod and let him in.

You hold your baby and sit in a rocking chair. “So..what brings you here?”

“I’m here to see my child of course!”

Your brows furrow. “YOUR..child?”

Jaehyun smirks and steps closer to you. He smiles to himself as he looks at the baby.

“Come on, y/n, did you forget how many times I buried my seed into your beautiful cunt that night?”

You shook your head. “Don’t speak like that, please. I was weak, I-I was sad and broken..”

“Of course, but you loved it, you loved all of it.” He looked up to the ceiling and shut his eyes.

“I can still hear your moans right now.”

“Kun is the father, Jaehyun..this isn’t up for debate.”

“And if he’s not?” He tilts his head and looks back down at you.

“Well, he is. I’ll raise this child with my husband, regardless of who the biological father is, we have no place for you in this house.”

“Tsk tsk...keeping me away from my own child? Y/n..that’s not very nice of you, my love.”

“Don’t call me that!” Your voice rose slightly. “We had one night together, I don’t want to be with you, I will never be yours.”

“You’re already mine, y/n, you always will be, don’t you understand, after all these years?”

You shook your head. “Jaehyun.. you’re crazy. I’d like you to leave.”

You reached your hand out to grab your phone.

Jaehyun sees that you're nervous and chuckles to himself. “Oh..y/n..you’ve really made me upset. I guess I will just have to embrace my nature.”

He shuts the front door as you stare intently.

You always had a fear that the baby might be his, but how did he know you were pregnant in the first place?

————

[Two Days Later]

Jaehyun summons Lilith.

“And to what do I owe the pleasure?”

She appears to him with a slim body and dark hair this time. Her face is perfect like one of some celebrity, but God cursed Jaehyun’s vision so that when he looks at Lilith, he can only see an ugly monster.

“I need you to take it.”

Jaehyun demands as sits on his throne in Hell. He tosses an apple in the air.

“Seduce the man and come back with the baby.”

“And what do I get out of it?” She places her hand on her hip.

“Nothing. But if you don’t do it, I will rip your fucking head off.” He looks up at her slowly. “Is that a good enough reason for you?”

Lilith scoffs then goes to do as she is told.

She appears to Kun who is half asleep on the couch in the living room. It’s his turn to watch the baby, so he can’t sleep completely.

“Hey there, big boy.” She says smoothly and crawls over him.

“Who—who are you?”

“My name’s Lilith.” She zips her leather jacket down to reveal her bare chest. “You look lonely, sweetheart.”

Kun is hypnotized by her, he doesn’t know if he’s awake or asleep, but he does know that he wants her badly.

“Do you want to fuck me?” Lilith asks with doe eyes as she looks up at him and pumps her breasts.

Kun nods and soon finds himself enraptured by a succubus, burying himself into her and thus falling into her trap as you, his wife, lay sound asleep in the room above.

Once Lilith brings Kun to an extraordinary climax, he falls asleep.

She then walks upstairs slowly to the baby room.

Her appealing looks disappear and she transforms into her true being, a disturbingly ugly monster with grey skin and long legs and arms. Her bones crack as she grows to about 6 feet 6 inches tall, her black hair falls out onto the floor and her jaw protrudes as her eyes glow red. She smells like rotten eggs as green liquid oozes out of her pores and eyes.

She stares at the baby sleeping soundly in its crib.

You, however, wake up from the crackling sound.

“Kun?” You murmur.

You get up and walk to the baby room.

You nearly pass out from the stench and feel your legs grow weak when you see the ghastly being standing over your baby.

“Hey!” You call out, but when the thing turns around, it already has your baby in its arms. A wide creepy smile filled with about twenty sharp and misshapen teeth creeps across its face.

You start to cry. “Put him down!”

You run towards it but it disappears.

You grasp the crib and look into it, shifting the blankets around before looking under it.

Your baby was nowhere to be found.

You let out a painful scream that Jaehyun, and even your neighbors could hear and fell to the floor.

Kun finally woke up and ran upstairs. He consoled you as you cried uncontrollably.

———-

[One Month Later]

The police and everyone in the neighborhood helped you to search for your baby, but nothing happened.

You tried to explain that night so many times, but nothing made sense and people just thought you were crazy.

Even Kun. He left you soon after the incident, the heartbreak was too much for him and he didn’t trust you. So he left you, moving further away and starting a new life without you as the divorce papers started to process.

You were alone, you couldn’t deal with the loss of your child. You sat alone at a pond and cried until you couldn’t cry anymore.

Jaehyun knew your time was running out, he knew you’d pass and eventually come to him to live with him in the dark world.

Your heart breaks and you die of sadness at the edge of the pond.

Your soul slips away from your body.

Jaehyun is there watching as you stare down at it in confusion.

“Jaehyun?”

“Hello, y/n.”

“Where am I?”

“You’re with me now, where you should be.” He smiles as he goes to take your hand, but his hand passes through.

Jaehyun looks in confusion at his hand.

“Can you see me?” You ask.

“Of course I can. I should be able to touch you too, but..” he turns away and looks at his hand which is still vibrating like it had just been shocked with electricity.

“What’s happening?”

He turns back to you, but you’re gone.

“Oh, Lucifer..” a male voice calls out to him.

“You thought you had it all figured out, didn’t you? You would have her die then bring her to hell to live with you forever..”

“Winwin?” He recognizes the angel in front of him.

“I wish I could say it’s nice to see you again, but it really isn’t.”

“What the hell is going on? She’s mine!” He grows angry, his eyes becoming red and his horns growing out in harmony with his black wings.

“No, she isn’t. She belongs with us, remember God will always win.” Winwin smirks.

“No..no they can’t do this to me again!”

“Of course they can! Goodbye, LuLu!” Winwin then spins and disappears.

Jaehyun curses and shouts loudly, so loudly that the heavens can hear him. You can hear him, but now you realized who he really was and why he was so infatuated with you. It broke your heart that he went to such lengths to hold onto you, but now you knew that he was nothing but evil.

Jaehyun could feel you, he could sense you everywhere and sometimes he could see you, but he could never touch you again. He would have to live eternally as a tortured individual that lost his love 3 times.

“Well, at least you have the child.” Lilith looks at her nails as Jaehyun thrashes about in hell.

“What will you name him?”

Jaehyun smooths his hair back and walks to the crib that the baby sleeps in. “His name..is Cain.”

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alreadyblondenow · 3 years ago

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Cupid in love

Pairing: Cupid!Jaehyun x female!reader

Genre: SMUT, FLUFF, angst?

WC: 3,150k

Warnings: FANTASY GALORE. rough break up sex, unprotected sex, slight nipple play, swearing, mentions of other idols

A/N: NOT PROOFREAD. I’ll fix it once I have time.. For NCT-WRITERS Cafe Resonance

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Walking around the mall alone and witnessing yet another beautiful, and successful Valentines Day for the year of 2021 and you’re the only person in the world who knew the man behind this beautiful day.

“Alone during Valentine’s day Y/n? Jaehyun hyung can’t come?” Mark, the waiter from the cafe asked you while he serves you your third round of your favorite warm drink. This is where you and Jaehyun first met, and you have been celebrating Valentines day for nearly three years here now just because Jaehyun can see all the lovers holding hands through that clear glass. All his hard work has paid off.

But tonight, he is already two hours late and you wonder why because he has never been late on Valentine’s Day.

“Uhm, Jaehyun will be a little bit late. Business trip. But I completely understand his schedule” you smiled and thanked him.

Of course you’re not sad that Jaehyun couldn’t make it on time this year. Maybe he got caught up with a little work an emergency perhaps? But you do hope that this is nothing serious.

Three Valentine’s Day ago

You were sitting quietly at Cafe Resonance with a warm drink on your side. Just admiring the happy couples that are enjoying the day with flowers, sweets, and different kinds of surprises. It was a normal day for you, but not until a very handsome man sat in front of you on the other side of the table. Giving you three pieces of Cafe Resonance’s Valentine cookies.

A cupid in his human form. Came out to play and enjoy his day for his own selfish needs. The gods forbade Jaehyun to celebrate his own day so he could stay pure like the god that he is and remain sinless and worthy. But the young cupid is full of passion and curiosity that he took his chance to walk on Earth and make himself meet someone that can satisfy his physical wants.

“The cafe manager said that if I want someone to fall on love with me, I should give them a Valentine cookie” he said and flashed a very handsome smile at you. Knowing all too well that what the manager told him was complete bullshit, because no one can force love to happen with anyone but him.

At least that’s what he knew.

Your first encounter with Jaehyun was surprisingly refreshing and fun. You ate all the cookies that he gave and to be honest you only did that to show him that you’re interested with him too, and also it’s not so bad to fall in love with someone like him. He’s nice, decent and well mannered. Though it’s pretty obvious that he’s after for some Valentine’s sex, and you have no problem with that.

At the end of the day, the man made you scream in bed, fucked you on the wall and made you cum for more three times using his cock. He sure knew how to fuck, you thought.

But the bitter feeling and ugly thought of waking up without him by yourself the next day is something you don’t want to happen so even though you’re dead tired from the sex, you try si hard not to sleep yet and make the best of this moment by asking too much questions to him that he likes answering.

Was the valentine cookie from Cafe Resonance real? Is it really possible for you to fall in love with a stranger?

“Go sleep. I promise I’m still here when you wake up” he said.

And he kept his promise not only the day after Valentine’s Day, but also for the next few weeks. Who would expect that a cupid who just wanted to have fun during his day, wasn’t so immune with love after all. And who would expect that he’s willing to be punished by the gods because of you? But what amazes Jaehyun the most, is how you fell in love with him. Because even as a cupid, he didn’t made you like him or used his powers for his selfishness.

Either way, he still refused on believing that the Valentine cookie was real and effective. Such kind of love mustn’t be tolerated he thought.

Life with Jaehyun was sweet and real. Too beautiful to ruin. That’s why when Jaehyun said that he’s leaving, you didn’t take it lightly which soon lead to your first fight.

Jaehyun didn’t have much of a choice but to tell you the truth. Even though you just laughed at him when he finally said the words, he secretly hoped that you’d still understand because he believes that you love him.

“I don’t have a choice Y/n. I’ve been away for months now. I am neglecting my duty as a cupid, by this time the happy couples that we saw during Valentine’s day could have broken up already because I’m not around” he explains frustratedly.

“So you’re saying that you’re the cupid and couples can break up because you’re not around. Because you’ve been busy being happy with me?”

“Yes” he answered weakly and reached for your hand to kiss it. Promising you that he will come back and find you. “It’s just for a year. I’ll sort everything out and I promise I’ll give the love that you deserve”

And as Jaehyun left you as soon as the truth was revealed, you let him leave you with a big doubt and judgement in your heart. Is he secretly married and you’re a mistress now? Have you done something wrong to make him leave you like this? And these ugly thoughts ran thru your mind for months and months during his absence.

During your wait for Jaehyun’s return, you decided to move on and just date anyone to forget everything about Jaehyun. But every time that you plan a date with someone, the set date will be either cancelled or the guy won’t show up. Little did you know that Jaehyun is the man behind those unfortunate events. Secretly watching you from a cloud above you, guiding you towards patience until he returns and win your heart again.

It was not easy for Jaehyun to see you like this, purposely forgetting everything about him like he was just a dream to you. He can’t let that happen, for he knew that what you have is love.

On the next Valentine’s Day, you can’t believe who showed up in your doorstep. He didn’t change a bit, and neither his feelings for you.

“Can I come inside?” the cupid asked nervously.

“I don’t know what game you’re playing, but seriously what are you doing here Jae?”

“I told you I’d come back right? I’m here now, and we don’t have much time-“

“I have a boyfriend now so please leave me alone”

“That’s a lie. I know everything about you, I’ve watch you every day from above for a whole year. Please just believe me. Don’t push me away, I kept my promise didn’t I? I’m here now”

And the thought of Jaehyun keeping his promise was enough for you to welcome him in but your heart is still cold and broken because of what happened from the past.

As you and Jaehyun sit and have a decent conversation, he showed his wings which is enough proof to believe him that he really is the cupid. You were speechless for hours, and your apartment’s for corners was suffocating you so Jaehyun decided to have a walk with you.

He wanted to hold your hand like every couple he sees now. He wanted to whisper how much he misses you and loves you. Ironic isn’t it? He’s the cupid who spreads love on Earth but he can’t have love for himself.

“So how old are you?” you finally spoke. Those were your first words after seeing his wings, and that was four hours ago.

“Human age is 25, but cupid age... I have no idea but let’s say almost 127 years old? That’s still young in cupid years” he smiled and let out a small laugh. Completely missing that you’re shocked to the core upon hearing his age. But now that you know more truths about him, the normal thing you would do was react hysterically and make him leave you alone. Surprisingly, you wanted to hear more about him. To hear more about the truth.

“Tell me more?” You said shyly, slowly reaching for his hand for you to hold and hold it tightly. Oh you missed him.

He smiled so big and reached in for a kiss on the forehead before he tells you more about him and to what he do. The simple walk turned into a date, and of course he brought you to Cafe Resonance to celebrate your reunion and basically your first year of knowing each other. And when you got back to your apartment, he immediately brought you to your room and fucked you all night in different positions.

“When are you going to leave?” you asked while drawing circles on his chest and savouring his warmth.

“Tomorrow” he answered weakly and tightens his embrace, “I can’t be away from duty like what I did last year. The gods might not let me see you if I continue to be stubborn”

“It’s sad. But I understand, and at least now I have something to look forward to”

Three Valentine’s Day later

Thru the years of being together, even when you don’t see each other everyday, Jaehyun always finds a way to show his love for you thru unexpected things. Big or small.

Like during your birthdays, he always sends gifts to you with sweet and short notes. Or like whenever you wake up on your side of the bed and see a feather on his side of the bed. That simply means he’s always with you, like an angel.

This year’s Valentine’s day marks your three years if staying in love with each other, and you’re more than excited with seeing him today. But given that he was hours and hours late already, you decided to call it a day and go home to rest. Maybe he will come by the next day? Nonetheless, you still believe that he will do everything just to be with you.

Three days later, he’s still nowhere to be found and it’s weird how you can’t feel him watching you anymore. What is happening?

“Hi Y/n” Mark greeted you with his normal cheerful aura. “Were you and Jaehyun supposed to meet? You completely missed him. It’s weird actually, he came here not have some coffee but instead he had a talk with the manager”

“Uh- yeah, sorry. I guess I’ll see him at home then,” you answered awkwardly and forgot the cake that you purchased.

When you came back to your apartment, finally you see his unique figure standing by the window and staring blankly at the sky.

“I thought you forgot about me, are you okay? Jaehyun?” You hugged him from behind and kissed his broad shoulders.

“Sorry about that, how are you?” He turned around and return the hug and kisses. Saying that he’s really sorry for leaving you hanging on a very special day.

“I’m fine. What happened? Is there something wrong? You look troubled” you asked, but he didn’t answer your question but instead he kissed you deeply and motioned you towards your bedroom, making a trail of discarded clothes on the floor.

And once you landed on your bed, Jaehyun immediately went on top of you and kissed your neck, all the way down to the valley between your boobs while kneading them and sucking them. His breathing was heavy and you quickly noticed it. You wanted to make him stop and make him talk, but you’re too late.

He already spread your legs wide and positioned himself between your legs, kneeling in front of you so handsomely as he starts touching your pussy with his thumb. Up and down he makes you wet and sensitive, not to mention he was really gentle and slow. At first you thought he was going to fuck you already, but to you surprise he put his two fingers inside you and came closer to you again, to suck your nipples and bite them softly until he’s satisfied.

Swollen and sensitive, that’s how he left your nipples and starts lining his cock on your entrance, slowly pushing in his cock. “Fuck” he comments with a grunt. Putting every inch of his thick and veiny cock inside of you, moving his hips slowly. His head rests on the crook of you neck, his breath tickling you but all you can do now is moan.

Moan and keep him close with your arms wrapped around his frame. And when you whispered “I love you, Jaehyun” that instantly melted his heart and fucked you even more deliciously. But he also wished you didn’t say it to him because now he knows your love is not real. Cafe resonance put you in a spell and only your true love can break it.

He got up from his comfort close to your body and got a hold on your hips, slightly lifting it so he could fuck you harder and so he could see your boobs bounce up and down, grip it whenever he wants to, pinch it whenever he wants to and suck it whenever he wants to.

Suddenly, he pulled out completely only to push back in a little harsher that your head hit the head board. He did it again. Making you hiss with the stretch from your cunt, but the pleasure is driving you insane. He then started to lick your neck and chest, pinning your arms on your side while he fucks you harder. Your moans became louder and you started gripping the sheets and just stop fighting the feeling, and accepting the intensity of every thrust Jaehyun gives you.

“Why are you so rough tonight?” You asked with ragged breaths, toes started curling, and you begged him to go slower because you don’t want to cum yet but he didn’t listen.

He made you cum for the first time tonight and it wasn’t anything you’ve ever had before. You gripped the pillow so tight, moaned his name weakly, and let you shiver and curl beneath him while his hands still roams around your body, his cock still inside you and he hasn’t cum yet, a sign that he is not yet done with you.

Little did you know, he’s scanning every inch of you, engraving your beauty while you’re naked in his mind. For this is your last night together.

“I wanted to talk-“

Jaehyun started talking but to his surprise you voluntarily move your hips and started fucking yourself. He was sure he made you weak already and fucked you hard, how is possible that you still wanted to go for another round? But he wasn’t complaining, in fact he loves the image of you fucking yourself and using him to go off.

“That’s right baby, fuck me. Go deeper” and so you followed what he wanted, after all you’re not doing this for your own pleasure, you’re doing this because you wanted him to cum too.

With widely spread legs and bouncing tits, you moved your hips up and down while Jaehyun is kneeling in between your legs and you have a complete view of Jaehyun’s fucked out face. Eyebrows furrowing, parted swollen pink lips, chanting your name over and over again and telling you how much he loves what he’s seeing and feeling.

“Oh fuck Y/n, you feel so good”

“Fuck baby”

“Go slower, I don’t want to cum yet-“

But you didn’t gave into his request simply because he didn’t go slow earlier with you. So you moved your hips faster, up and down and put on a show for him by kneading your boobs in front of him and pinching your sensitive nipples to make yourself clench around him.

In a matter of seconds, Jaehyun’s hands are around your rib, perfectly placed under your boobs, and your legs are folded so he could go deeper. He took over until he’s finally shooting his warm, thick cum inside you. Satisfied for what you’ve done to him because he landed on top of your body, so weak and his legs are still shaking.

Too tired to clean the cum dripping from your hole, too comfortable in Jaehyun’s arms and presence that you never want to let go.

On the next day, you woke up quite late and you’re all alone in your cold bed. Though you’re completely cleaned and dressed, maybe Jaehyun took care of you last night before he leaves.

Scanning your apartment for something Jaehyun left, a small note or a flower placed somewhere... but you didn’t find anything. He usually leaves with a promise of seeing together again. Maybe he forgot?

When Jaehyun found out the truth about that Valentine cookie, he immediately hated himself for giving it to you and being the root of his heartbreak right now. He needs to fix this by looking for someone that will love you despite still having his effect on you. He’s positive that once your true love showed up, you will completely forget and move on from him.

It’s weird how this year, all you did was feel an unexplainable pain in your chest. A year full of pain and you dont know where your heartbreak is coming. Not to mention, Jaehyun hasn’t been making you feel his presence lately. That’s why you feel so lonely.

6 months have already passed since the last time that you saw him. And suitors always comes in the way, and you wonder how and why because you knew Jaehyun would get rid of them.

And as months passes by, you continue to fool yourself and still believe that Jaehyun will come back to you. Even tho you felt nothing from his presence the whole year.

Until finally, you received a note from him on Valentine’s day 2022.

Go to Cafe Resonance tonight -JH

And so you did, with a big smile on your face and with a new dress you bought specifically for this occasion. You waited for his arrival, looking at your watch every minute... but he never came. Instead, he sent you another note given bu the manager of Cafe Resonance.

“I’m sorry Y/n,” Manager Chenle said handling you the note that contains the saddest news you’ve ever received.

But just before you could open the note, someone sat in front of you and asked permission to share the table with you because everywhere else is full.

“Yes its fine,” you said without even looking at him and proceed to minding your own business. Reading Jaehyun’s last note to you that says.

He is a good man, full of love and has a heart of gold. He is the one destined for you, not me. The love I can give to you, has no match to what he can give to you. I’m sorry.

“By the way I’m Johnny”

The man reached out his hand for you to shake, smiling so handsomely at you. It’s weird how your heart instantly skipped a beat. Jaehyun how could you do this to me.

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