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killjoy-loveit · 5 years ago

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Reality is Twofold- Pt. 4

A/N: I would like to clarify that everything written in this story is complete fiction and isn’t to be taken as a true portrayal of reality. Honestly… I love this request! It really pulled me in and was like ‘this is how you’re going to write it!’ This is the fourth part, you can find the link to the first three parts (as well as my masterlist links) in the notes. This is the final part!

Request: Yes, hello. I’m coming on anon for this request merely because I’m too shy, but I’d like to request a one shot or scenario - whichever you prefer, please :’) Female reader, any POV that you prefer, with Winner’s Mino, and for the trope - angst/smut, annnnnnnnd a mafia au if you’re okay with that, please and thank you. I’m so sorry if this is a lot; I don’t ever request fics, but I love your writing too much uwu

Word Count: 2,489

Genre: Angst, Mafia AU

*****WARNINGS: Blood, Mentions of Death, Violence (?), Gore (?)*****

Clothes strewn over the floor joined by numerous belongings, furniture slightly askew from panicked movement. My apartment looks like someone raided it, just leaving things knocked over and slightly damaged in their wake. However this wasn’t caused by another person, rather it’s a mess I’ve created in my panic. A frenzy that couldn’t be contained, not that I even bothered to try. If anyone else had just been through that there’s no way they could manage to calm themselves down. No, a jumbled brain operating with frayed wires would be natural after witnessing that.

Blood still covered my shirt and, despite having washed my hands until they turned red, it even remained under my nails. It’s been hours since Juwon died in my arms yet it only feels like minutes. Like it was a terrible nightmare, something I might wake up from and everything would be okay. But at the back of my mind I know it’s real. He’s dead and there’s nothing I can do about it. My only option is to run. Run and hope that they won’t look for me. It’s unlikely they’ll let me go without a fight, anyone who knows anything about the family and isn’t with them is considered a threat. Even if I’ve spent my entire life doing everything in my power for them, it wouldn’t matter once I left- I’d only be a target.

A harsh knock sounded at my front door. Eyes wide, I lurched forward scrambling to hide my duffel bag before answering the door. It ended up haphazardly shoved in the small linen closet by the living room. I was slightly breathless when I answered the door, hair frazzled and puffy eyes showing the state of disarray I was in. Out of all the people I expected to show up, it wasn’t him. But I couldn’t help but feel my guard crumble a bit just seeing the expression on his face. A mix of sympathy and worry.

“Mino… What-.” I tried to whisper but my voice broke before I even finished my question.

He stepped forward and pulled me into his arms, his voice soft when he spoke. “I heard about your brother and I got worried.” He pulled back slightly, cradling my face in his hands while looking into my eyes. “I needed to make sure you weren’t hurt.”

Fresh tears stung my eyes. “Not physically.”

Mino released me, fully stepping into my apartment to shut the door. As he turned back around his eyes widened upon seeing the state of wreckage that’s currently my apartment. “What happened? It looks like a tornado swept through here.”

“N-Nothing happened. I just… I’m really upset.” I murmur quietly avoiding his gaze.

“Okay, well I’m not leaving any time soon,” He replies. “I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to be on your own right now.”

“I thought you wanted nothing to do with me anymore.” I stepped away from him slightly, anxiously looking at him.

Mino sighs and steps closer to me, his hand reaching out to tip my chin up so that I look at him properly. “Just because I’m upset with you doesn’t mean I stop caring about you. I hate that you’re in pain, that you’re hurting, and I especially hate that there’s not much I can do about it. Something I can do though, is to keep you company. By not letting you cry and wallow on your own.”

The last strings that were holding me back from fully breaking down snapped. Next thing I know his arms are wrapped around me while my face is buried in his shirt, tears soaking the fabric. Gentle words spoken softly into my hair, hands drawing circles on my back. I don’t know how long it took for him to fully calm me down, only that it was longer than it seemed. And when I finally pulled away from his embrace the need to forget overwhelmed any other emotion. Just something, anything that would make me forget what I’d witnessed. This urge is what led me to kiss him. Hoping that maybe, just maybe, delving into a physical encounter could erase the memory for a while.

Except I was stopped. Mino pulled back from me, his eyebrows furrowed. “What are you doing?”

“I want to forget,” My hands clutch at his shirt, trying to bring him closer. “Please, please help me forget. Just for a little while.”

He sighs. “It won’t help. I’m not going to sleep with you when you’re like this,” His voice was filled with an unwavering determination. “I won’t take advantage of you when you’re in such a vulnerable state. I’ll help you through it, but not like that. The next time I sleep with you, it’s going to be when your mind is clear and I know that it’s something you truly want. Not something that just happens spur of the moment when you’re caught up in the adrenaline rush or when you’re trying to forget something.”

“But-.”

Mino cuts me off. “No, what you need right now is rest. I’m going to make you some tea, then you’re going to climb into bed and go to sleep. Alright?”

I hesitate until I see the look in his eyes that’s daring me to disagree. “Alright.”

“What is this?” Mino’s voice rumbled lightly.

Sitting up, I blink at him wearily, brain foggy from waking up suddenly. Confusion filtered across my facet. “What is what?”

He tosses something onto my bed. “This.”

I rub my eyes before turning my focus onto the thing he tossed onto my bed. My mouth parted in shock as I saw my duffel bag filled with clothes and essentials. Although it’s pretty obvious what it’s for, the need to deny it was at the forefront of my mind. “Nothing. It’s nothing.”

Mino looks at me suspiciously, an eyebrow raised in disbelief. “Really? So if I were to unpack everything that’s in here you wouldn’t be upset?” He pauses for a second, taking a deep breath. “What were you thinking? If someone else had come and found this you’d be in danger. How could you put yourself in that situation?”

The tone of his voice made my lower lip quiver and my eyes begin to tear up. Upon seeing the genuine concern in his face under the mask of anger and frustration, I felt my already damaged walls start to crumble. “I…” Mino reached out and gently grasped my hands. “I can’t do it anymore.” Sobs wracked my body. “It- it’s too much! All the people I’ve watched die because of this stupid way of life. I can’t watch someone else I love die, I just can’t.” My voice cracked on the last sentence and I averted my gaze from him.

“Hey, shh,” He soothed, moving to pull me into his arms. His hand smoothed down my back continually as I cried into his chest. “It’s okay.”

These walls I had up were never meant to bear this much pressure, having them collapse was inevitable. Though I don’t think they could have fallen in the presence of a better person. He held me until I calmed down, the tears and hiccups silenced. Despite the panic simmering deep within my being, he has such a calming effect.

“Are you going to stop me?” I ask softly, hands clenching the back of his shirt.

“No,” Mino replied in the same manner. “But I’m not letting you go alone, I’m coming with you.”

I pull my head off his chest to look at him. “Why?”

He didn’t speak for a few minutes. “Did you know I’ve been in love with you for years? You’ve always been so tough, like nothing could ever bother you or get past your shell. But even the toughest person has their vulnerabilities, those moments where they aren’t as strong, and they need someone to lean on. I want to be that person for you.” Sincerity shone in his eyes. “And I know I can be, if you’d only let me.”

I’m tired. Tired of fighting. Tired of holding myself back from people. Tired of pretending not to care when that’s all I ever seem to do. Tired of letting fear rule my life. And so I said something that I never would have imagined myself saying. Although, I didn’t say it loudly, it was quiet, hushed. “I’ll let you be that person.”

Yet somehow he heard me. “Thank you.”

At the time I didn’t know what I was agreeing to, but after a few days to calm down and look back on what I had planned, it was clear I hadn’t been about to make the best decision. I would’ve acted rashly and gotten myself caught in days, if not hours. I would have ended up dead. Letting Mino become the person I could rely on, the person I could be true and honest with, was the right call. He even came up with a plan. It was one that would take time, a long haul of sorts. However, I knew it would be worth it, no matter how long it took.

Step 1: Convince everyone we were dating seriously, so that the logical conclusion would be for us to move in together. Of all the parts of the plan, this was one of the longest. For months the two of us had to be seen together almost constantly, glued to each others sides in a sense. It was difficult though, after the boss, Mino’s father, found out that we were seeing each other, he tried to put a stop to it. Claiming that he was in the process of setting up an arranged marriage for him, one that would be good for the family.

Upon hearing this Mino became infuriated, yelling and threatening his father, all while I sat quietly in a chair, staring at the ground. When I was asked how I felt about hearing that, my thoughts turned to how everything would be meaningless and that I’d never make it out. My answer was only truth, albeit not the entire truth. “My life would be ruined without him.” And it would be, if I’m being completely honest. I haven’t been in the right mindset after Juwon died. I mean, how could I be? My younger brother died in my arms, all because I didn’t get us out of there in time. It was my fault.

Step 2: Move in together. While it might seem that this would be a big step, it was relatively simple if you factor in the difficulty of the remaining steps. A small house on the outskirts of the city was obtained, it was quaint and adorable. It actually felt like it could have been home, a perfect one at that. If only it didn’t have to hold such a dreadful future. I almost felt bad for the poor house. Almost.

Step 3: Acquire fake IDs, passports, and birth certificates. Again, this was another particularly simple task, seeing as we both had some shady contacts. Though some extra finagling had to be done in order to work with someone who had no idea who we were. If we worked with someone we knew through the family, it would be easy for them to figure out what we did if they talked. And getting caught isn’t part of the plan.

Steps 4 & 5: Slowly liquidate our assets and purchase explosives. Now, the explosives probably seem pretty questionable. However, these are a vital part of our plan. Well, maybe I should say his plan, because it is his plan. Despite it being my idea, or rather, need, to leave, I didn’t exactly help with the planning process. Except financially, since that’s my area of expertise. Back to step 5, the explosives were meant for our house. Yes, the small quaint home we moved into would be blown up at the end of our plan.

Step 6: Wait for the perfect cadavers. This is probably the worst step, as well as the longest. Since neither him nor I wanted to have anymore blood on our hands, we had to wait until bodies that would match our basic descriptors showed up. It was difficult to say the least, since we were completely on our own for this one. On multiple occasions I had to pass myself off as a student from a University that had a body farm, asking after those who’ve died and donated their bodies to science. Once my false identity was accepted, I was informed by a coroner about two hours away- her name was Lucille- that if anyone came up with the specifics I’d listed, she’d call to let me know.

Months. We waited for months. And at the most unexpected time, Lucille called. Two people found dead, due to a poisoning, matching our descriptors. Meaning the last step would be put into action tonight. While Mino went out to collect them, I would stay behind and set everything up.

Explosives were set up in every room of the house. Our bags were packed, stuffed with essentials and meaningful mementos. It was set up to look like we’d been targeted as a hit. Surely there would be fallout due to our chosen method, but every other method had more faults. Faults that could lead to us, which was something that couldn’t happen. This was the culmination of everything we’d been preparing for. The final step. The end to it all.

Two hundred feet away our house was on fire. The flames a dark orange, reaching out towards the night sky. Smoke billowed out of the broken windows, the house creaking in a plea for aid- something it would not receive soon enough to be saved. Most people would be in despair upon seeing their home ablaze, though I guess by now it’s obvious I’m not like most people. I felt an overwhelming sense of relief. An enormous weight lifted from my shoulders, and the autonomy that came along was astounding.

“Come on,” Mino tugged at my hand, bringing my attention to him. “Let’s go before the first responders get here.”

I blinked at him, a smile slowly working itself on my face. Fire danced in my eyes as I glanced back at the house. “Most things fire touches, it destroys. But for me,” I whisper softly, gaze focused on the tendrils of the flames twisting in the air. “It has brought freedom.”

Most lives only have one part. Not everyone realizes they can change their paths. To some it seems predetermined, as if they have no choice. We all have a choice. Reality has more than one side, it is twofold. Actually no, it’s boundless in the sides it holds. Fear, that which tends to hold us back, can only be overcome once it’s realized that fear itself is the enemy. There is no freedom where there is no choice.

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jimin-jungshook-over-literalbae · 6 years ago

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Winner Mino Scenario: Wake Up *SMUT*

Hey guys! For some mystical reason, my computer is connected to my internet with only one singular bar. I’m going to utilize it while I can but I make no promises for it staying connected. I’m trying my best but I really can’t afford to get my computer fixed. Tuition went up for next semester and I’m living in the most expensive housing they have because they finally found somewhere to put me. As always, if there’s anything that you want to see, please feel free to send me a request! I love writing what you guys want to see! Lets get into this, shall we?

Request:

Anonymous: Hi! Can I request a mino smut where y/n is feisty but turns shy during sexy time and they do it roughly idk lmao

Minho lets out a tired sigh and makes his way into his apartment. Rehearsal was long and all he wanted to do was go home and cuddle with you. He hadn't had much time to spend with you lately and it was taking its' toll on him. Generally, you kept him on his toes with your banter and teasing and he could use that right about now. He throws his dirty clothes into the washer and starts it before walking into the living room to go to the room. He notices that the TV is on and leans over the back of the couch to see you curled up and sleeping on the couch. You must have tried to stay up for him. He switches off the tv and crouches down to look at your sleeping face. He doesn't really want to wake you, especially considering how late it is, but he also wants to spend time with you. Almost as if possessed, he leans forward to kiss you. It was meant to be a quick kiss you started to kiss him back and he couldn't find it in himself to pull away. Your arms wrap around his neck and that's when he knew that he was done for. His kisses become more feverish and you easily match him, your eyes finally opening to look up at him. "I've missed you," Minho says softly, disconnecting his lips from yours. "I missed you too," You respond, smiling at him. He pulls you to your feet and leads you to your bedroom. As soon as he's pulled you into the room, he shuts the door and then he has you pressed against it. He kisses you again, his hands closing around your hips. Your hands hover in the air, unsure of where you should put them. Minho can't help but chuckle a little. Sometimes, he's a little surprised about how submissive you are when it comes to sex. You let him lead and he's content to do that. His fingers trail along your sides as he lifts your nightgown over your head. You shiver a little from the chilly air, your arms instictively lifting to cover your breasts. He grabs your wrists and pins them above your head, his mouth closing around one of your nipples. He sucks on it harshly, occasionally tugging with his teeth. A soft moan floats out of you, causing him to grin in response. He makes sure to give the same treatment to your other nipple before he gently lays you out on the bed. He slides off your soaked underwear, pressing your thighs to the bed before you can start to hide from him again. His tongue quickly finds your clit, causing your hips to jerk and another moan to leave you. He sucks harshly on your clit before his tongue slides into your entrance. He keeps your thighs pressed to the bed, leaving you unable to more your hips. He nips your clit before resurfacing you, causing you cry out. "On your knees, baby," He kisses the inside of your thighs before getting up and undressing, putting on a condom. Without warning, he slams into you. Another strangled cry leaves you as he slides all the way in and starts a quick pace, He moves quickly increasing his pace steadily. It doesn't take long for either of you to get close since you had both been growing quite frustrated. "Back. On your back baby," He gasps as he feels you tighten around him. He helps you turn over before throwing one of you knees over his shoulder and slamming into you once more. You tighten around him again. "I'm close," You manage to get out before your moans. "Cum for me baby. I need you to cum for me," Minho's pace gets seems to get even faster as he grazes that spot in you that has you seeing stars. One more touch and you're letting go, writhing on the bed as he continues to thrust into you. Moments later, he's coming as well, his whole body shuddering. The two of you lay together for a while, not talking but just holding each other. He didn't realize just how much he missed this, missed you. He holds on tighter, savoring the feeling of holding you close once again, even if it's only for a little while.

Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed! Please feel free to send me any requests you might have!

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blu-joons · 2 years ago

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When He Catches Another Idol Staring At You ~ Winner Reaction

Jinwoo:

“Is everything alright?” You asked Jinwoo, taking a seat beside him as you noticed him sat at the table all by himself, distant from everything.

“I guess,” he hummed, trying his best not to seem bothered beside you, but at the same time, unable to switch his brain off.

The feeling of a hand against his leg finally made him look across at you, “you know that you can say if something is on your mind, don’t you Jin?”

“It’s stupid,” he tried to tell you, “but all night I’ve just been noticing Minhyun looking nowhere else around the room other than where you are?”

“You’re not jealous that he’s staring at me, are you?”

“Only I should stare at you.”

A chuckle came from you as your head rested against Jinwoo’s shoulder, “it’s sweet Jinwoo how protective you are sometimes.”

“I don’t like it at all Y/N,” he reiterated, “it must kill him knowing that he can only look at you from a distance, not like me.

“You’re the lucky one who gets to be right beside me.”

“And I’m very lucky too.”

Seunghoon:

“Are you even listening to me?” You snapped at Seunghoon, waving your hand in front of his face to try and get his attention back to you.

“Sorry, w-what were you saying?” He stuttered, reluctantly turning away from what had caught his focus and moving to look at you.

The expression on your face made him stand tall, smiling weakly at you. “I’ve been talking to you for ages and you’ve not listened to a single word of it.”

“I am interested,” Seunghoon protested, “but it’s hard to focus on you when I know when I look away that Jeonghan is staring at you from behind me.”

“There’s no way that he would be staring at me Seunghoon.”

“I bet that he fancies you too.”

Your shoulders shrugged as Seunghoon began to stress himself out again, “and is it him that I fancy, or is it someone else?”

“Someone else,” Seunghoon murmured, catching your smile as he began to figure out what the point you were making was.

“So, who do you think is the one you should stare at?”

“You, the answer is definitely you.”

Mino:

“You want to go?” You quizzed Minho in surprise, feeling his whisper linger against your ear, asking if you were ready to head home with him.

“I can’t settle here,” he confessed, catching Sehun out of the corner of his eye once again, looking across in the direction of you.

Your brows knitted together as you studied Minho closely, “are you going to tell me what’s wrong or am I going to have to break you down to tell me?”

“Sehun keeps staring at you,” Minho informed you, keeping his voice quiet so that no one else could hear, “I just feel like I need to watch him all the time.”

“And you’re going to let him ruin our evening together?”

“He’s really annoying me Y/N.”

You leaned across and pressed a kiss against Minho’s cheek, “I can think of something that might make you forget about that.”

“If distracting me means getting more of those kisses, you won’t hear me complaining,” Minho joked, “I could be swayed.”

“Shall we head somewhere that no one else can see us?”

“I like the sound of that a lot.”

Seungyoon:

“What has gotten into you?” You asked Seungyoon as soon as the two of you found a couple of moments to finally be alone together.

“He won’t stop staring at you,” Seungyoon mumbled underneath his breath in reply to you, “does he really think that you’ll pay attention.”

Your eyes turned around, soon noticing Kihyun sat across the room and staring at you. “Just ignore him, you’re giving him what he wants right now.”

“I can’t ignore him,” Seungyoon sighed, “I won’t settle Y/N until it is absolutely clear to him that you’re taken, and that he won’t be getting near you.”

“And is by being loud the way that you’re going to do that?”

“I don’t even know right now Y/N.”

You took a step forward, holding onto Seungyoon’s hand. “Whatever you’re doing isn’t working, maybe you should ignore him.”

“I guess you’ve got a point,” Seungyoon admitted, his voice trailing off, “but I still don’t like the guy very much, at all.”

“I’m sure he’s not your biggest fan either you know Yoon.”

“Yeah, but he’s just jealous of me Y/N.”

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innerkonics · 7 years ago

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Don’t Call Me

Request: Hello!! Could I please request a scenario with Song Mino where you have been his idol girlfriend for more than a year (your relationship is yet to be revealed to the public). You end up drunk somewhere and lost your friends but don't want to call your group members in case they get angry and don't call Mino (for an angsty reason of your choice) so you call Seungyoon who takes you back to the Winner dorm. Please make it angsty until the very end!! Thank you xx

Word Count: 2991

You stumbled as you neared a park bench, desperate to sit down. Your hands landed on the cold, wet wood. You slumped down on the soaked wood, not caring about the fact when you stand up they’ll probably be a wet patch on your butt. It’s not raining much anymore, only drizzling. You sigh and silently thank God that it’s so late at night (or early in the morning, you had no idea what time it was) and so dark so no one would recognise you. It did make it scarier though, you knew that you couldn’t stay here for long. You left the club you were at around 15 minutes ago, searching for your friends whom you had somehow lost in a crowd and were not answering your calls. You figured that they had come outside, maybe looking for you too, but now you had realised that they had probably just left you. Your phone began to vibrate in your bag, snapping you out of the drunken daze you were in, trying to figure out what to do and how to get home. You emptied the contents of your bag onto the bench, some of the items falling between the gaps and landing on the floor. Not that you cared. It was the leader of your group calling, probably wondering where you were and why you weren’t home. You let out a heavy sigh and waited for it to stop ringing. There was no way you were answering that call, she’d kill you and question you every time you tried to leave the house. When the vibrating stopped, your lock screen notified you that you had 5 missed calls from your boyfriend and a few text messages, him asking you where you are and why you aren’t answering your phone. Your boyfriend - Song Mino - would kill you if he knew where you were. He would be so angry, and you really didn’t need someone who was going to shout at you right now. You swore and put your head in your hands. There was literally no one you could call; you had no idea what to do. Your phone buzzed;

Seungyoon: Mino is stressing out. Are you ignoring him? Where are you?

As if he was a psychic angel, Seungyoon immediately became your saviour. You hurriedly unlocked your phone and began to text him.

You: I’m drunk. Don’t tell Mino. Can you come and get me?

Seungyoon: Where are you?

You: I don’t know

Your phone began to ring and you answered it immediately when you saw his caller ID.

“Y/N-ah. Are you okay?” He spoke in a low whisper, not wanting Mino to hear him talking to you.

“Yes...I’m...in this park.” You stumbled on your words but managed to get them out so that they were understandable.

“Which park? Isn’t there a sign that says the name? Can you see any landmarks?” His voice was calm and soothing. You shook your head,

“It’s just dark. And there are loads of trees. And a stream. And grass.” Seungyoon sighed at your extremely basic description of the park that you were in. You could be anywhere in Seoul.

“What’s the name of the club that you were at?” You gave him the name, after a while of thinking.

“Okay, I think I know where you are. Don’t move, okay?” You nodded, “Y/N. Can you hear me? I said don’t move.”

“Okay, hurry up, I’m sleepy.”

“Don’t fall asleep! I’m on my way. Don’t hang u-” You hung up the phone before he could finish hi sentence.

It felt as if it was getting colder by the second, you could feel goosebumps travelling up your arms. You had just been sitting there, trying to keep awake for what felt like hours. You shuffled on the bench and pulled down your dress, which had managed to creep up your legs. Where the hell are you Seungyoon, you mentally asked yourself. As if on cue, you spotted a tall figure coming towards you in the distance.

“Seungyoon?” You called out, the figure continued towards you so you were almost sure that it must be him. Who else would be out at this time of the night? The guy was in front of you in seconds and took a seat beside you on the bench.

“Hello” the man’s voice was unfamiliar, definitely not Seungyoon’s.

“W-who...are you?” You scooted away from him, he had sat way too close to you.

“Who are you?” He repeated your question, he didn’t sound drunk. “Why are you out here by yourself. At this time?” He asked, once you didn’t respond. He chuckled. “Do you want me to take you home?” You shook your head,

“no, my friend is coming to get me.”

“You mean, like...your boyfriend?” You shook your head again,

“No. Just a friend. Can you go away now?”

“Do you have a boyfriend?” The guy continued, moving closer to you, ignoring your request.

“Ye-yes I do. Now...please leave me alone.” He placed his cold hand on your trembling leg. You had no idea that you were practically shaking with fear until you felt his rough hand slide up your thigh and his low disgusting whisper,

“where is he?”. You gulped and swatted his hand away, only for him to place his hand back and grip your thigh this time.

“Get off me.”

“What am I doing?” He questioned innocently, his face uncomfortably close to yours. Your heart rate had increased, your heart beat was probably loud enough for him to here. You felt your palms get sweaty and you couldn’t speak. You pushed him off of you, using all the strength that you could muster. “Woah, chill I was just joking.” The guy laughed, as you quickly got up and began to back away from him. “Hey where are you going? I thought we were having fun?” He began to walk towards you. You screamed and ran away from him, leaving all your things behind. You didn’t stop, or look back, in fear that he was following you. Your body collided with someone else’s and you landed awkwardly on your hands and knees as you tried to turn around, suspecting that it was the guy.

“Go away, go away. Please don’t hurt me!” You sobbed loudly, as you felt a hand on your shoulder and didn’t dare move a muscle.

“Y/N! It’s Seungyoon! What’s going on?” You gasped and turned your head.

“Seungyoon? Is it really you?” You squinted through the tears so you could make out his face. It turns out it was him, covered up well with a cap and mask.

“Yeah it’s me, are you okay? Why were you running?” He helped you up and you instantly pulled him in for a hug, needing comfort. “Wha-” he began, but then noticed that you were still crying so obliged.

“S-some guy was...” you began but couldn’t finish as you continued to cry.

“Which guy? Where? Did he hurt you?” Seungyoon became extremely serious and pulled away from you, looking for signs of an injury on your face and legs. He stopped when he saw that one of your knees were bleeding. “Mino is going to kill me” he mumbled under his breath.

“You didn’t tell him, did you?” You asked quickly, you had sobered up a little due to that terrifying encounter. Seungyoon shook his head,

“no. But how are you going to explain this? And where am I supposed to take you? I’m guessing that you called me because you don’t want to go home.” You nodded,

“I don’t know. I’ll figure it out in the morning. For now, I just really want to go to sleep.”

You ended up falling asleep in the car on the drive back to Winner’s dorm, you don’t know how you ended up there, but you woke up in Mino’s bed. The results of drinking so much last night hit you as soon as you opened your eyes. Your head felt as if someone was slapping you repeatedly with no gaps in-between. You groaned and placed a hand on it. Why the hell did you drink so much? You saw that it was light out, but the curtains hadn’t been drawn. Mino probably didn’t want to wake you. “Oh my God” you muttered under your breath as you remembered whose bed you were in. Mino must have carried you from the car to his room last night. Which meant that he knew that you were drunk, and that you got help from Seungyoon and not him. He was going to kill you. Just as you had feared. Memories of last night flooded in, from that wet bench to the scary perv who kept on touching you. You found yourself trying to think of ways to possibly avoid Mino. Maybe he had gone out, to work on something maybe...? You knew that there was no way that Mino would leave you alone at a time like this. He was probably just waiting for you to wake up so he could scream at you. You knew that a huge fight was lingering and there was no avoiding it.

A sickening feeling in your gut put all of those thoughts aside. You were going to throw up, any second now. You flung the covers of off your body and swayed a bit as you stood up a bit too quickly, but managed to remain balanced. You rushed through the hallway and into the bathroom, kneeling beside the toilet and instantly spilling whatever was in your body out into it, accompanied with that dreadful retching sound. Mino was in the bathroom beside you in seconds, putting his anger aside and holding your hair back while rubbing your back. He hated the fact that he felt sympathetic towards you, even though you were getting exactly what you deserved for drinking so much. You rested your cheek on the cold surface once you were certain that the vomiting had stopped. Mino let your hair rest on your back as you caught your breath.

“Are you okay?” His voice was flat and blunt, his tone suggesting that he didn’t really care whether you were okay but the fact that he put his pride aside to ask you showed you that he did. You nodded,

“yeah, I’m good” you muttered, loud enough for him to here.

“Hurry up and get cleaned up, we need to talk.”

“About what?” You silently hoped that he wasn’t bothered abut last night’s antics, but of course you were being delusional.

“You know what.” He replied before leaving and closing the door behind him.

You lingered in Mino’s room for a bit after you had put on a random top of his that you found and some shorts that you had left in his closet for an emergency just like this one. You sighed and figured that you had kept him waiting long enough, creaking the door open and making your way to the kitchen. It was empty. You got yourself a glass of water and some headache tablets, taking two to get rid of your terrible headache. You heard a door shut and saw Mino walk into the living room. He turned his head to the side and noticed you, you immediately diverted your eyes and occupied yourself with getting more water. A few silent, awkward, minutes past before Mino finally said something. You were slightly upset that the whole dorm was empty, now he had room to shout at you as he pleased.

“What were you thinking?” He asked lowly, and surprisingly calmly. You looked up at him, he was sitting on the other side of the island, watching you attentively. You bit the inside of your lip and shrugged.

“I got carried away” you admitted, feeling like a child getting scolded by one of her parents.

“Yeah you did. And where did your friends go?” You shrugged again, having no idea where your friends even were, having lost your phone last night there was no way that you could have contacted them. “Which friends were they? Why do you hang out with people like that?” You shrugged again, not knowing how to answer.

“What’s with all the shrugging? You don’t remember who you were with?” He rose his eyebrow slightly, becoming visibly annoyed with your silence.

“Can we just stop this. I know what I did was silly.” You tucked your hair behind you ear, knowing that Mino would not drop this.

“No, y/n we can’t. Because you weren’t just being silly, you were being fucking stupid. Do you have any idea what could have happened to you? What would you have done if someone...?”

“Stop, I don’t want to talk about this.” You were getting hot and worked up, the memories of that creep coming back and the thought that he could have done something terrible to you.

“Well we need to. That was so dangerous and irresponsible of you. What would I have done? What would you have done if some guy found you and...”

“I said stop!” You almost shouted, your voice trembling slightly. Tears began to stream down your face and you quickly wiped them, not wanting to seem weak for crying.

“Why are you crying?” His voice was still annoyed.

“Because...I don’t know why you keep on going on about what could have happened when it didn’t happen. That guy… nothing happened. I ran away.”

“…Which guy?” Mino’s voice became more serious, and you felt his ears burning holes into your skin. “Y/n, I said which guy?” He rose his voice slightly once you didn’t answer. Seungyoon must have not told him, and now you had stupidly blurted it out.

“There was just this random guy. It’s fine, he didn’t hurt me or anything, I was just scared.”

“Why were you scared?” You didn’t reply and you could sense him losing is patience with you. “Is that how you hurt your leg?”

“No, I was running and bumped into Seungyoon and fell. It’s fine.” You answered as you looked down at your knee which you had put another plaster on, replacing the one that, supposedly, Mino put on for you.

“You were running away from him? Did he touch you?” You looked away from Mino and shrugged again, not wanting to talk about it. He suppressed his frustration with a sigh and let you have your way, swearing to himself that he’d bring the topic of this random guy back up some other time. There was silence for a while. Mino had stopped looking at you and was now drawing patterns with his finger on the table.

“Are you still angry?” You asked quietly.

“I’m more than angry y/n. I’m furious.” He stated lowly, still not being able to look at you.

“Why? I’m fine aren’t I? There’s no reason to...”

“And what if you weren’t fine?”

“But I am.”

“But what if you weren’t? What would have happened then? What would have happened if Yoon couldn’t find you. What if he did find you and you were...”

“Don’t say things like that.” You stopped him, knowing exactly what he was going to say.

“I feel like you don’t understand what happened last night y/n. And what could have happened. You act like such a fucking idiot and I’m tired of always having to look after you and keep you out of trouble.” Your mouth hung slightly agape when that last part hit you,

“what’s that supposed to mean Mino?” you almost choked on your words. He shrugged. “You’re being so ridiculous right now. I get that you’re mad and what I did yesterday was stupid and careless. But I’m not a child, and I don’t need you or anyone else to look after me or keep me out of trouble.”

“Are you sure about that? Not even Seungyoon? It seems like you needed him last night.” His eyes snapped back up to glare at you, looking even more angry than before. You took a deep breath,

“I didn’t call you because I knew that you’d be angry and nag me and treat me like a child, just like you are now. And Yoonie doesn’t do that.”

“If you don’t want to get treated like a child then don’t act like one. Maybe you should date Yoonie instead then, I’m sure he’ll take care of you really well.”

“I don’t need anyone to take care of me.”

“Why are you still here then? Go home.”

“What?”

“I didn’t bring you here. If you don’t need anything from me then go home.”

“Are you really kicking me out? Really? Have we reached this level of childishness?”

“You’re the only childish one here y/n.” You couldn’t believe it. You have known Mino for ages, and have been with him for more than a year and this is the first time that he’s ever told you to leave. And no matter how hard you tried to hide it, you knew - and he knew - that it hurt.

“Fuck you Song Mino” is all you could think of saying, looking at him one last time before storming past him - towards the door. He caught your wrist, just as your body passed his, making you stop. He was about to speak but you didn’t want to hear it. You felt humiliated enough already. You snatched your wrist away from his grasp, “and don’t call me. Ever.” You marched over to the door, took your heels in your hand and slammed the door shut on the way out.

You didn’t even feel like crying. Your head hurt and you were absolutely livid. And on the other side of the door was Mino, feeling a similar way, with his head in his hands. He felt so stupid for the way he handled that situation but just like everyone else - he doesn’t think when he’s angry.

Personally, I feel like this fucking sucked. I couldn’t find the moment to make him really angry. Uggghhh I’m so not happy with this but I tried my best so I hope you liked this anon. I’ll probably make a part 2 at some point because I left it on sort of a cliffhanger so we’ll see...

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rose-likesto-write · 2 years ago

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You matter the most..

Pairing: Winner's Song Min Ho x reader (gender neutral)

Genre: Fluff, cringest fluff

AU!: Idol member, established relationship

Warning: mention of cardiac arrest (once), bullying (mention of word)

Rating: T

Word Count: 1.3 K

A/N: Hey dear anon!! Thank you so much for requesting it!! I hope that you will like it and I am sorry if it wasn't something you wanted to read. Please it's a request to send me your valuable feedbacks, it genuinely means alot :)

Also this gif isn't mine..

Summary: Being in love is one feeling and your partner making you feel it day in and out is another..

'What is going on today? Why is everyone looking like this at me as if they are gonna open their mouth a blunder will occur' You thought while nibbling on the edge of your pen a habit which you developed as a result of being tensed.You didn't know what and why but you had this feeling as if it's important day for you but the there is as such no sign to confirm the day.

The whole day is weird, first all your colleagues are acting as if something has happened but they don't wanna tell you, your work bestie Gia had came up with a lame excuse which left you alone to do the project by yourself and that bully worker of yours nowhere to be present.

I mean, ofcourse you are happy that she isn't here because she terribly a pain in ass but like no matter what even if it's for one second you guys pass by you don't keep back from hurling a few sassy remarks.

She kinda hates you because she is delusional person and the reason you ask why? She came to know or rather saw who your boyfriend was which was none other than Song Min Ho aka Winner's Mino. (She was his die hard fan)

Mino is an angel in disguise in your life and you are always so so grateful and thankful that you have such a loving partner by your side. He is one of the live examples of duality, the way he speaks, his presence and aura gives the vibe of being powerful, strong headed but it's only you, his family, his friends and the fans who know his sweet and sensitive personality.

Now, speaking of Mino is that he wasn't able to talk you for the past two days but you didn't mind considering that he was currently in the foreign state preparing for a show at the moment.

Currently, it's 7 pm and you are almost through with the project just the final touches and rechecking of the final draft.You let a yawn escape before a knock came in on the door, "Please come in".

"Y/N, you may leave now and I know about the project as Gia already told me. Its okay, I will see to it. Have a great and happy birthday to you"Your boss said with a small smile before closing the door. "Okay, that's weird but today isn't my birthday. Its still 26th and my birthday is on 27th. Maybe he got confused. Anyways, let's go back!" You said to yourself before packing up and leaving the office.

Somehow, the happy birthday was running through your head but you didn't mind. It was almost quarter to 8 when you reached your apartment.On your way, you met your sweet neighbour an old lady in her mid 60s.

"Hello aunty. How are you? How is your health?" You said with a small smile."I am good darling. How are you doing? So, what's the plan for today? Are you going somewhere out?" She said while you gently shook your head. "I am okay but just tired considering I have to complete my project all alone and I don't have any plans."

"Why don't you have one? Its your special day today isn't it" She furrowed her eyebrows. "No, aunty I think you got confused but my birthday isn't today but tomorrow. Anyways, I will take your leave" with that you went towards your home.

While you were unlocking the door, your phone was vibrating. You took it out only to see the number of notifications coming up of 'updating the settings of phone'."You are troubling me alot for the past two days. Mino was right, I should have bought the new phone. Anyways let's get in".

As soon as you entered, the lights that were once off were switched on and song scream of 'Happy Birthday To You' was heard, giving you a good enough reason to have a cardiac arrest."OMG!!! WHAT IN THE WORLD J-"Happiest Birthday Dear!!" Your bestie Gia said with a smile and hugged you tightly followed by your family members. "I hope you loved your surprise!!!" Your parents said with huge smiles on their faces as your other friends and some office workers wished you. "So, that was why Gia you were giving me lame excuse and stuff but why my phone is show-

"We kinda might have done something in your phone though and especially it was already good as dead. It was perfect for us. We had to act crazy and inform almost all people as to not wish a birthday. Why did you think we came from the other route in morning?" Gia and your other friend Kiara said with mischievous smiles.

That's when it hit you as to why did your day seemed weird than before. You were all smiles but then you missed Mino, he wasn't here but at the same time he didn't even call you. Was he also part of the plan? Maybe so that your family can surprise you? You didn't know the answer.

"Thank you everyone! It means a lot. I s-"Nah dear! One major surprise is still left!!!" Your dad said with a small smile. "What is it dad?" You said with a confused look."

You remember how much you were crying and saying that we should shift near in your area or close by?" You had a big smile on your face, "OMG!!! Are you coming.. no, no wait ! Did you already shift in here?""Nah, baby. We still need a few months but we have this two surprises for you!!" Your dad said and shifted slightly enough to make some space for someone to fit in.

That's when he came with a gift in his hand. "Happy Birthday to you~ Happy Birthday to you~ Happy Birthday... Happy Birthday.. Happy Birthday to you~"Your boyfriend Mino came and you ran to him like a mad person. "Mino!!!!" You slightly started crying.

"Happy Birthday my love!!! I love you so much.. I am sorry that I didn't wish you. Me and your family had planned this small surprise but just like dad said that we have some surprises for you, do you wanna see them?"You excitedly nodded your head. "Okay, here we go!" He ruffled your hair. "Okay this is the present from mom and dad!! One of the surprises my bad" opening the top a cute little golden retriever was peaking its head out. "Oh, my god!! Thank you so much!!" You gently hugged the puppy and started kissing it and in return you earned alot of licks.

"Haha, you are do cute. Mino? Where is the other su-A gasp left from your mouth as now Mino was kneeling down with a beautiful diamond ring showcasing its glory was resting in the black box.

"Y/N Y/L/N!!! Its been almost 4 years since we have started dating. We went through all sorts of ups and downs, created alot of beautiful memories, had our own share of fair fights and arguments, have clicked a tons of terrible and embarrassing pictures and have stories. I don't wanna stop this here or maybe in future. I wanna continue this to till our last breath with our own little family. So, my small request is that accept me your beloved husband. Will you marry me?"Tears again started to threaten from your eyes while your parents and friends were hyping up you to say yes.

"Ofcourse, it's a yes Song Min Ho" you brokedown and he gently slipped the ring before kissing your crown. "Your happiness matters to me and I always wanted to be your happiness! You are my everything!!! You matter the most".

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kgyeomiex · 3 years ago

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Diamond & Regrets

“Sometimes people leave before we’re done needing them.”

Humiliation is what you’ve experience… You had two options either fight through it or let it go and start over. You did what you thought was best and decided to start over… You were tired of looking like the bad guy because of the decisions you make. For once everything was working in your favor until the past comes back and bit you in the ass. Is there anyway you can ever move on or is there a reason behind this?

*Trying something new and adding gifs throughout the story*

(Read at your own risk… 18+)

*I know B.I is no longer in IKON but idc I am still going to include him in this story regardless)

Previous story: Just For A Little Bit (M) Part 1

Previous Chapter: Part 1 // Part 2

Part 3`

More Parts: Part 4 // Part 5

Masterlist

Fortunately for you, Jiyong didn’t notice how long you were gone. He was having a whole conversation with his friends and enjoying himself. So luckily you saved yourself from having to explain yourself.

As you approached him, he instantly smiled and wrapped his arm around your shoulder.

"How are you enjoying yourself?"

"I'm having a great time," you got closer to his ear and whispered, "but it would be a lot funner if we could be alone, just us two."

As you pulled away you glanced over at Jiyong's face and he just smiled.

"That can be arranged," it wasn't long until he began to suddenly make an excuse for the two of you to get out of there.

You didn't want to leave because of Mino and Bobby. If anything, you already ran into them and they now know of your existence and your "relationship" with Jiyong.

If anything you were just tired from the long day at work and being around people wasn’t the environment you wanted to be in. If anything, you wanted to spend time with Jiyong alone. Just the two of you.

“Let’s go baby girl,” he says smirking.

Bobby’s Point of View

You would have thought maybe in a couple of years I would have moved on from Y/N by now... But that doesn't seem like the case. Instead after taking a couple of drinks and reuniting with her... I suddenly started to get flashbacks of that night when I basically told her to fuck off.

Why am I so stupid?

Having all of these memories return suddenly makes me want to get a couple of more drinks till I knock out... But I can't... I have responsibilities after all.

"Bobby," I heard my name being called and I turned around.

"Where have you been?" Jinhwan asks me and I just shrugged.

"I need to sit for a minute,"

"You're drunk aren't you?" I tried to deny it but Jinhwan can look right through me.

"Sorry?" I was waiting for him to nag at me but instead, he grabbed my arm and returned me to the boys.

"We live in such a small world. Who would have guessed that Y/N would be dating Jiyong? Did any of you guys expect that?" Hanbin asked and everyone shook their heads.

"I mean if you think about it... It kind of all makes sense," Chanwoo suddenly blurts out and we all broke our necks and looked at Chanwoo.

"What do you mean?"

"Think about it. The moment I saw that Jiyong and Y/N were working together on a fashion line I mean it was bound to bring them closer. They could have easily become closer as friends or lovers, either one they would have had some type of relationship with one another," Chanwoo says explaining himself and we all nodded our heads.

"And Y/N isn't ugly plus she's cool and easy to get along with. They were bound to go out," Hanbin suddenly adds and I sigh.

"Why couldn't it be anyone else? Why did it have to be someone we know?" As I said, Donghyuk suddenly burst out laughing and we all looked at him confused.

"What's funny?" Jinhwan asked him and he smiled.

"Isn't it ironic how every time Bobby reunites with Y/N she is always dating someone he knows,"

I gave him a glare and the boys all suddenly began to tease me.

Just my luck...

Y/N's Point of View

Waking up in the morning to a day off feels amazing. You've been so busy with work that when you had a chance to sleep in, you felt like you recharged yourself. As you looked up at the ceiling, the memories of last night suddenly began to creep in.

Last night was not a dream. You really did come across Mino and Bobby again. . . How weird was that? How are you supposed to forget that even happened?

You caught yourself suddenly becoming curious about what must be going through their head.

"Morning beautiful,"

You look next to you and see him smiling right at you. He leans in and kisses your forehead as he wraps his arm around your waist.

"I'm surprised you're still here," usually Jiyong is the first to be up and out the door with his busy schedule.

"I don't have anything scheduled until 1 so that leaves me a chance to be with you," he says looking directly at you.

"You chose to spend your morning with me?"

"Of course I did, I don't get tired of seeing you," Jiyong pulls you closer to him and you couldn't help but soften up with his charm. Jiyong always knew what to say to you.

Honestly, as you looked at the "relationship" Jiyong and you had, you could say you felt happy. However, you had this weird feeling that this good feeling wasn't going to last long. It was as if your gut instinct was trying to tell you something.

You wanted to do anything you could to prevent this relationship to go south...

"Babe,"

"Hmm," he hums as he rests his face on your neck.

"There is something I wanted to talk to you about. I didn't want to mention it yesterday because I didn't want to ruin the vibe and ruin your fun. But I feel like I should mention it," Jiyong suddenly lifts his head and looks at you.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing bad but... Yesterday at the party you introduced me to your friends... I knew a few people there because I used to date Mino.." you continued to look right at Jiyong waiting for some type of facial reaction but instead, he just continued to look at you completely unbothered.

"Oh, I know. I remember,"

That was an answer you weren't expecting to hear. If Jiyong knew that you went out with Mino at one point, why did he still introduce you to Mino? Why did he act like no one knew who you were?

You had so many questions but instead, you looked at him.

"Do you want to know why I invited you yesterday?"

You nodded your head.

"I didn't invite you with any bad motives. I did want you to meet the people I work with because I've been bragging about you with all of my friends. They kept asking when I was going to bring you around. Yesterday seemed like the perfect opportunity especially since it was a party and everyone was there. Yes I knew about the history Mino and you had, but that's in the past. You didn't seem bothered when you saw him so I have nothing to worry about. I like you and I hope you like me too and that's all that matters," you were surprised to hear how calm Jiyong was about this situation.

But you liked this very much. Jiyong and you can sit on the couch and talk to each other like civilized adults rather than making assumptions about one another.

It was nice for a change.

You couldn't help but smile and Jiyong looked at you slightly confused.

"Why are you smiling?"

"Because you're the cutest," it wasn't long until you pulled him back to you and you two were embracing with one another.

Is this what it's like to be in a healthy type of relationship?

After spending the morning with Jiyong, he had no choice but to head to work. You had the day off, so you decided to go and spoil yourself.

It's not every day you have the opportunity to go out on a shopping spree.

Plus not only did you use shopping as a stress relief but you also tended to shop whenever you were in a good mood. After spending your morning with Jiyong you were in a great mood.

Honestly, you can say that life was perfect. . . Right now everything is way too good to be true, and you have this gut feeling that there will be something that will come and ruin this happiness from you. . . But for now, you have to take advantage and savor this feeling.

As you were walking, a store suddenly caught your attention. It was called Vinyl & Plastic by Hyundai Card.

In your bedroom, you had a record player in your room and you collected Vinyl but you needed more. Why not check it out to see if anything captures your attention.

You walked into the store and your eyes widened.

This store was filled with Vinyl. . . It was paradise.

Where do you begin?

Mino's Point of View

"What are you looking for?" Jihoon asked me as I continued to look through the records.

"Hmm, I don't know yet. I will know when I see it." I continued to look through each vinyl one by one.

"Would you look at that, seems like destiny if you ask me." Jihoon blurts out and I stopped myself from looking at the albums and looked at him.

One thing Y/N and I did when we were together was since we both loved music, I would buy her any albums that were her favorite and she would do the same and we would play them on the Vinyl and we would listen to them together. . .

I think the reason why I haven't stoppe-d coming here and buying more is because a part of me misses that memory.

"Well just because we broke up doesn't mean I should stop buying albums," I said trying to push off the memory.

After flipping through the albums one by one I came across an album I haven't purchased yet. . . But as I looked at it I knew it was something YN would have wanted. . .

What am I saying?

I was about to push past it but I couldn't seem to do it so I pulled it out and looked at it.

Channel Orange by Frank Ocean

"Found something that caught your attention?" Jihoon asks and I looked at him.

"Yes sir, how about take a listen?" He nodded his head and we walked over to Vinyl and there I see a familiar face already there listening to a record.

There I see Y/N...

Jihoon caught up to me and immediately noticed Y/N as well.

"Would you look at that, seems like destiny if you ask me," I shot him a glare and was about to walk away but I decided to approach her instead.

I took a moment to get my composure and walked over to her.

I gently tapped her arm, she jumped up and looked at me surprised.

She removed her headphones and looked at Jihoon and I.

"Mino,"

Your Point of View

This was the last place you were expecting to come across Mino. . . Then again you should have seen it coming. One thing Mino and I had in common and bonded over consistently was over Vinyl records.

You looked at Mino and noticed Jihoon was with him.

Well, this is awkward. . .

"Mino, hey what brings you here?" You asked trying to remain calm.

"Uh just came by to get new records," Mino says as he waves an album in front of you and you couldn't help but keep your eyes on it.

"Oh Channel Orange by Frank Ocean... That's a good one," you said smiling and you looked up at Mino and suddenly felt this awkward tension between you two.

This whole situation is weird. . .

The last thing you wanted was to feel weird. . . Whatever happened between Mino and you ended a few years ago. Why do things have to be awkward?

"Yeah. . . I was planning to buy it actually," you nodded your head and noticed JIhoon standing next to Mino.

"How are you?" you asked him, trying to make this situation feel as normal as possible.

Like instead of looking at the situation as two exes coming across one another. . . Look at it as two old friends. . . Yeah...

"I'm good, how have you been? I saw you yesterday at the party but I didn't say hi because before you knew it you were gone." you smiled.

"Ah yeah, left the party early." As you were having this conversation with Jihoon you could feel Mino looking at you.

"Are you busy right now? We were planning to get something to eat.. I don't know if you want to join?" Jihoon suddenly invites you out of the blue and you were taken back.

You wanted to say no... It's so awkward right now, can you imagine how awkward this whole thing will be if you go out to eat with them?

Although you wanted to run off you ignored your personal feelings and smiled.

"I would love to,"

Both Mino and Jihoon looked taken back...

"Perfect!" Jihoon smiles and Mino awkwardly scratches the back of his neck.

"Uh, I better go pay for this... Jihoon are you coming," I noticed Mino grabbed onto his arm and you just nodded my head...

Today is going to be rather interesting.

Mino's Point of View

As we walked away from Y/N I looked at JIhoon.

"What the hell was that for?" I asked Jihoon and he just smiles and winks my direction

"You'll thank me later," Jihoon.

I had no idea what to expect.

Jihoon is my best friend and he knows how I feel about Y/N. I know him inviting Y/N to eat with us is a plan for him... Do I have any idea what this plan might consist of? NOPE... But guess we will find out.

To Be Continued

*MY VALENTINE GIFT FOR YOU ALL*

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dream-of-kpop · 3 years ago

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Yoon: *reads the tweet aloud and looks at Mino* "Bruh, you have a whole ass song called 'Fiancée' tho..."

Mino: "I didn't say I couldn't be engaged-"

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i literally just saw this tweet, thought about it then died laughing 😭

hi to the person stealing my content :)

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severetimetravelnerd · 4 years ago

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I Don’t Know(13) (ft. G Dragon and MINO)

Part 13

You’ve had enough of this crap.

This series will be updated once a week, every Friday! No specific time though lol. It’s an AU where Jiyong has a younger sister and you’re her best friend! Featuring my OC Mirae as the Best friend. Just saying, it’s not related to any of the scenarios I’ve written so far. Please do leave me some comments or asks! I love receiving them! It’s also a bit of a love triangle situation, so yeah :)) There will be eventual smut in this series.

(I don’t own any of the images used. All credit goes to the original owners.)

I only write on this blog on tumblr, so if you see my work on any other platform, please let me know immediately.

Taglist:

@kwonnansi ; @unabashedturkeytreeslime ; @happiestgirlontheeastcoast; @yee-hawwwwwwww ; @slayergroupie0128 ; @herewecomeitsjekki ; @happygirl327 ; @to-all-the-stories-i-love ; @kankoshio

Please comment if you’d like to be added to the tag list:))

This is the second last part!!

Word Count: 2020

WARNINGS: crying, drinking.

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You tried to put up with it. You really did. For two weeks, you respected his wishes and put some distance between the two of you, no matter how much it hurt you to go back to being practically strangers with Jiyong. You didn’t message him. You passed on all messages for him via his manager. You didn’t try and acknowledge his existence at work, even though you were working on his comeback. It got tougher by the day, because his manager had given you printouts of the lyrics of the songs in his comeback for you and your team to have a better idea of what to do and after reading them, you were moments away from bursting into tears, because of the beautiful way in which he put down the feeling of longing he had for you. You knew that feeling. It was what you felt for him. For all those years, and somewhere deep down, you knew you still did. You also had to fight the urge to laugh, because when you read his lyrics about wanting to be close to you, all you wanted to do was shake him and ask him why he was pushing you away again. Yeah, maybe he wasn’t being mean to you this time, but it hurt. It hurt so goddamn much. You were so confused. But you tried. You really tried to maintain the distance. You tried even harder to pretend like it wasn’t affecting you. But you betrayed yourself in the small things. The hope in your eyes whenever you thought you heard his voice. The constant looks towards the door. The general air of weariness about you. The pained expression you got whenever someone spoke about him. Even so, you persevered for two weeks before a combination of things made you snap.

-two weeks later-

You were mid conversation with Hwiyoung when Jiyong’s manager walked in. He was smiling and looked very excited.

“Okay, you guys! I thought it might help with your work if you listened to Jiyong’s album, starting with the title track ‘I Don’t Know’. It’s the song for the music video you’ve been working on!”

And before you could make an excuse to get out of listening to something you knew would only cause you more pain, he started playing it. The moment you heard Jiyong’s voice reading out the message he sent you the night you confessed to him, you found yourself unable to move. You wanted to get up and walk away, but from the sound of his beautifully melodic voice and the things he was talking about, you were stuck in this flurry of memories. They all flashed before your eyes. The day you realised you liked him, the times you cried over him, the times he comforted you; everything took over in this wave of emotions and it proved to be too much for you to bare. The song had ended, but you were still stuck in your own world. You were only jolted out of it when Somin hesitantly wiped a tear off your face. Shocked at yourself, you looked upwards to find Hwiyoung, Lia, Somin and Jiyong’s manager staring at you, confused. You opened your mouth to make an excuse and laugh it off, but you couldn’t.

“I-I need to go.” Your voice cracked. “I’m sorry.”

And you walked out of the room, tears streaming down your face.

What was going on? What was Jiyong playing at? You liked him and then he rejected you. You tried getting over him and more or less succeeded, but then he entered your life again. He told you he loved you, he acted like he cared. He drew you out of your walls, enough to trust him again and expect something from him, when he disappeared and ignored your existence. That song pushed you too far. You were just so confused. You walked down the hall, fully planning on crying until you calmed down and returning to work, when you heard his voice. At first, you thought it was just the song echoing in your head, when you heard it again. His laugh. Pausing, you looked around and realised you were near a practice room, with the door wide open. Against what your mind was telling you to do, you peeped in to see Jiyong doubled over with laughter and the actor blushing and hiding her face.

“Jiyong, stop laughing at me!”

“That is not what I meant when I said dance.”

“Well, I know that now.”

“Here, this is how you do it.”

He turned her to face him and guided her arms to wrap around his neck. Smiling, he wrapped his arms around her waist, leaned her head against his chest and began swaying to the music. And that was it. You snapped. It wasn’t even seeing the way she looked at him or the way he touched her, though that didn’t help. It was the song he played while dancing with her. It was the same song that played for the first dance at Sohyun’s wedding. It was the same song the two of you danced to over and over again. You looked down at your phone, looking through the images and finding the picture from that night. It was one of the few good memories you had with him. Subconsciously, you always thought of that song as special to you and Jiyong. Seeing just how special it was to him, you felt betrayed. It wasn’t even noon, but you were done. You needed it to stop. You walked off, deciding to go to Mirae’s house and drink your ass off. Little did you know Jiyong heard your footsteps as you walked off. He wanted to run after you, hold you and erase every memory of him with that other girl, but he couldn’t. He knew he had to maintain the space. You were happier without him.

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Mirae jumped up from the couch when she heard this continuous knocking on her door, almost annoyingly loud.

“Hold on, for fuck’s sake! I’ll be there in a minute.”

She flung open the door, fully prepared to scream at whoever was at the door when her jaw dropped. You were standing there, seriously dishevelled, in your work clothes. Your hair was pulled out of the neat arrangement it had been in in the morning, your make up was smudged from all the crying and you had tear marks running down your face. You had this painfully forced smile on your face and you held two bottles of wine in your hand.

“Mirae! Babe,” You threw your arms around her. “Let’s get drunk.”

“Y/N, what? It’s 11 am.”

“So what? Who cares? It’s just a little wine anyway.”

And before Mirae could stop and ask you what happened, you opened a bottle of wine and chugged.

Mirae gently coaxed the bottle, which was half empty, out of your hand and sat you down.

“Y/N, what’s wrong? Do you want to talk about it?”

You grabbed the bottle back. “Nope.”

Before you could drink again, Mirae snatched it away again.

“No, we’re not doing this. You’re going to get drunk and rant and then forget everything if you continue drinking. Not happening. We’re going to talk this out and deal with our problems, okay? We can take however long you want, and you don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to, but you’re not doing this thing again where you try to forget about them.”

You fell silent.

“You wanna take a shower and change into something comfy? I’ll fix you something to eat in the meantime.”

You slowly nodded and left. When you got back, you were decidedly calmer. Your skin was a little splotchy from having cried so much, but you weren’t near hysterical anymore, which is always a good thing. Mirae just quietly watched you and didn’t say a word until you had eaten. While handing you a glass of water, she sat down beside you and pulled you into a hug.

“Y/N, I don’t know what happened, but it’s okay. I’m here for you. We’re going to get through this.”

You couldn’t help it. You started crying again. She held you and let you cry it all out before finally asking you,

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“Yeah.”

You took a deep breath and started ranting about Jiyong. Mirae heard you out throughout and with each passing second, she got more annoyed at her brother.

“Good god, he is an idiot. I don’t know what he’s thinking. You know what he rants about when he’s drunk? About how he would do anything for your happiness. I didn’t realise he meant he wanted to pull this bullshit. He always talks about how he will wait for you, no matter how long it takes, if you’re unhappy. That idiot doesn’t realise that there is no need to wait for fuck’s sake. He even heard you tell him you love him. But no, that’s not enough. Why? “She won’t remember saying it.””

She paused when she noticed you staring at her.

“What?”

“I told him I love him?”

“Yeah, you did. You were drunk, which is probably why you don’t remember.”

But the moment she said that, hazy recollections of the night he sat with you in the park started to come back to you. Fuck. You told him you loved him. You told him you missed him. And as you sat there shocked over your words, you realised just how true they were. Shocked, you whispered to yourself,

“Then why is he doing this?”

Mirae sighed. “He’s an idiot, that’s why. Also, he thinks he’s never seen you smile as happily as you did when you were with Minho.”

“What?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s only because I wasn’t with him!”

“I know that. You know that. The only problem is he doesn’t.”

You jumped up, determined to go and talk things out with Jiyong, when Mirae held your arm, stopping you.

“Look, I know you want to go talk to him now, but it’s only 2 in the afternoon. He’s still at work, with everyone else there. If someone records your conversation, it would be a huge scandal. You should talk to him after he goes home. Why don’t you nap for a while instead? I know you haven’t been sleeping all that well.”

Reluctantly, you followed her advice. She was right. You couldn’t afford to risk a scandal involving you, Jiyong, Yuna, Jae and Minho.

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It was late when you woke up from your nap. Really late. You rubbed your eyes and reached across to check the time on your phone. 11pm. Wait. What. How on earth did you sleep for nine hours straight?! You doubled checked the alarms you set on your phone. Great. You managed to sleep through all of them. You looked around Mirae’s room and you saw a family photo. Jiyong. That was why you were exhausted in the first place. You couldn’t sleep thinking about him. Well, not anymore.

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Jiyong was lazily watching some old reruns of a tv show, not able to bring himself to watch anything you liked, when he heard someone maniacally banging on his front door. Worried for a minute, his fear eased when he heard your voice.

“Kwon Jiyong, I know you’re in there! And if you don’t fucking open this door, I’ll stay here all night.”

Worried about you, he gently opened the door, prepared more for you coming in and sitting down. He was not prepared for you storming in with crazed eyes, kicking the door shut behind you, grabbing his collar and pushing him against a wall.

“Wh-what”-

“Enough. I’ve had enough of this Jiyong. Why? Why are we putting ourselves through this?! No. Why are you putting me through this?!”

“What are you talking about?”

“I’ve had enough of you ignoring me.”

“Y/N, I had to-”

“Shut the fuck up and listen. I love you Jiyong.”

And you pulled him closer, sliding your arms around his neck before kissing him.

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jeinseovipjwalkcom · 4 years ago

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WINNER FIRST IMPRESSION

Winner members meet you on their vacation. They find you cute and want to know you more. So here's their first impression of you 😍

JINU

It was 2 days before New Year and he decided to go to Imja Island. While he was on the way to his hometown, he saw you on bus. He was looking at you while you realized there's someone's eyes on you 👀 he made sure to make it naturally approaching you. He made conversation with you and asked your destination. He was surprised that you also wanted to go to Imja Island to have holiday. You knew from the very first he is Kim, Jinwoo. He asked you to contact him if you need guide (LOL I don't know he will do this or not but he always looks so passionate with Imja Island). You ended up call him and that was how you met and knew each other.

Hoony

First time you came to South Korea and you barely knew about anything. So you just looked up on internet restaurant with good rating. You two met while waiting in line. He was taking his day off. He found you cute and he decided to get your attention by dropping something and asking you to give back to him. A little bit creepy at first you thought, but after a while you realize he's Lee, Seunghoon! You were blushing knowing he's Hoony. You ended up eating with him because he thought it would be better not to eat alone. Well, he's Lee, Seunghoon... 😉

Mino

You were in Osechill. You came alone and ate as much as you can. You didn't care about what people think. You want to de-stress your situation by eating. Mino slowly approached you and asked if you were okay. You just nodded and kept eating. You didn't see he was Mino. You are a fan of him since WIN. Mino saw you came 2 days in a week like for a month because you find Osechill has good vibe. Mino kept talking to you until you realize the person you were talking to is Song, Minho. You were blushing and Mino laughed. He pat your head because he found it cute. He said sorry and you said it's okay. After 2 weeks you came, he asked your number (in case you want to come again).

Yoon

He was in Busan to visit his mother. By the time he spent his time at his favorite place. Since it is very popular place, you also came and spent your time after visiting your parents. You hit him unconciously while thinking about something you shouldn't think on holiday (school things LOL). You suddenly said sorry and he just asked if you were okay because that was too hard. You said yes and looked at his eyes. "Wow, he's the person who's on TV" you couldn't remember his name even though he's a celebrity. "Why are you here alone?" It was midnight so no wonder he asked your reason you went out alone. You just smiled and left. He found it odd. He wanted to wait because he didn't want to interrupt your thinking. He ran to chase you and ended up taking you home since it was midnight. "Hey, I'm Seungyoon. I live there and you can contact me to have company even in midnight. Maybe we could be friends...?" That was the first time you opened to stranger and you don't regret it since he is such a gentleman.

Note: Thank you for reading this! It is my first time writing fan fiction. I open any request (suggestion and critic since it's my first time). Hope you enjoy this!

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killjoy-loveit · 5 years ago

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Reality is Twofold- Pt. 1

A/N: I would like to clarify that everything written in this story is complete fiction and isn’t to be taken as a true portrayal of reality. Honestly... I love this request! It really pulled me in and was like ‘this is how you’re going to write it!’ It’s going to be separated into two parts because I prefer my pieces to be easy to scroll through (also I enjoy cliffhangers).

Request: Yes, hello. I'm coming on anon for this request merely because I'm too shy, but I'd like to request a one shot or scenario - whichever you prefer, please :') Female reader, any POV that you prefer, with Winner's Mino, and for the trope - angst/smut, annnnnnnnd a mafia au if you're okay with that, please and thank you. I'm so sorry if this is a lot; I don't ever request fics, but I love your writing too much uwu

Word Count: 2,945

Genre: Angst, Mafia AU

*****WARNINGS: Violence, Blood, Mentions of Death*****

This has been the only life I’ve ever known. Death lurking around every corner, reaching out its claws for its next victim. I never knew who I was going to lose next, which is why it’s better to not get attached to anyone. All of the death I’ve witnessed outnumbers the average person’s by a long shot. At this point I’m used to it, or at least that’s what I try to convince myself of. That because I can accept the harsh reality of mortality, it shouldn’t hurt as much when someone else kicks the bucket.

Growing up as the child of a mafia hitman made me tough in ways that most couldn’t imagine. I learned to take apart and reassemble guns before I had a full grasp on my times-tables. While other kids went to the park to play catch with their fathers, I was learning how to disarm someone and shoot accurately. When other kids were working on schoolwork, I was focused on learning weak spots on the human body. As my peers went to countless parties, I attended funerals. And when they were focusing on applications and finding the best university to chase their dreams, I was about to take on my first hit.

I did attend university, but only to get a degree that would be useful for the family. At the end of it all, I ended up with an accounting degree to help with the books. For me, there is no way out. Not that I even want a way out at this point. After living like this for so long I can’t imagine going to some normal, plain Jane lifestyle. Besides, all my family is in the mafia- cutting ties and trying to get out would only disconnect me from them. Which is something I don’t want.

“Hey, are you here?” Juwon shouted.

“Yeah, just finishing up a quick review of this week’s accounts!” I shout back.

A few minutes later Juwon appeared at the doorway of the office. He leaned against it, cocking his head as he stared me down. “Yo, we gotta go. There’s this party with another group or whatever, I think the boss is wanting to make peace with them.”

I rolled my eyes. “Doubtful. He only likes to stir up trouble in the name of peace talks,” Sighing, I set the paper I was looking at down. “Just let me have a few more minutes and I’ll be done.”

“Fine, it’s your funeral if they notice we’re late.”

True to my word I finished the work quickly and by the time we arrived the party was already in full swing. The house was packed with bodies, making it almost too difficult to maneuver. But it wasn’t impossible, and I ended up shoving past numerous people until I found the food table. At these kinds of events, it's best to stay off to the side and not interact too much. Getting involved can cause problems and end badly, I’ve seen too many of these parties end in bloodshed over some stupid interaction.

I turn to face Juwon after grabbing a piece of celery from a tray on the table. “With this many people, how could they even notice we were late?”

“You know how this works, someone’s always watching at one of these events.” He groans, rubbing his face. “We’re totally gonna get in trouble for this.”

“You worry too much. No one’s going to realize we got here late.” I respond, pursing my lips at his whining.

“Why were you guys late?” A voice questions from your side.

I whip my head to the side, eyes widening as they land on the guy beside me. “I had to finish my work and Juwon was my ride here. Can you not tell your dad we were late, Mino?”

“No problem, I just need a favor in return.” He says, a mischievous smile appearing on his face.

“What kind of favor?” I cross my arms, narrowing my eyes on him.

“I need you to pretend to be with me, like my girlfriend. There’s this chick, Jia, from the other group who keeps trying to get with me, she’s getting a bit handsy and annoying.”

My eyebrows furrow. “Why don’t you just tell her to piss off?”

Mino sighs, running a hand through his hair. “If I could do that I would, but I was specifically told not to cause trouble and she’s the daughter of a higher up in the other group.”

“Fine. Fine, whatever, I’ll do it.”

“Thank you!”

Conversation flowed comfortably between the three of us over the next hour. Honestly, I had expected an appearance from the girl who’d been fawning all over Mino to come at any time. But it hadn’t come yet, so I relaxed in the conversation, almost forgetting about it. Which wasn’t the smartest move, if we’re being realistic. Juwon was recounting a story of training one of the newer recruits, the one that apparently didn’t know how to hold a gun properly. We were about halfway through this story when Mino suddenly wrapped his arm around my waist, deftly pulling me into his side. I was about to snap at him when I spotted a girl with a determined look on her face, heading right for the two of us.

Jia came to a full stop once she stood right in front of us. I quickly noted that she appeared to be the type who only wanted to climb the ranks, despite her already high position. She was wearing a dark red halter top that cut off at her midriff, a pair of ripped high-waisted skinny jeans, and gold sparkly heels that were easily six inches. If something were to go down tonight, she wouldn’t be able to make it out fast enough. Not with those monstrosities on her feet. She huffed and flipped her hair over her shoulder as she looked at us.

“Who’s that?” Jia asked in a high nasally voice, pointing at me.

“She’s my girl. You know, the one I told you about?” Mino responded raising an eyebrow.

I extended my free hand to her. “Hi, a little birdie told me you were being really good to my man earlier.”

“Yeah, I was being good to him. Didn’t think he actually had a girl though.” She muttered, obviously annoyed.

“Why would I lie?” Mino cut in, fingers digging deeper into the fabric at my hip.

“Well, she wasn’t with you so I figured you were lying.”

I narrowed my eyes on her. “What? Am I supposed to be glued to his side just because we’re together? I have my own shit to do, he’s a grown-ass man- he can handle himself.”

“Well, yeah, but who’s to stop someone else from trying to steal him away when you aren’t there?” Jia crossed her arms.

“If I have to be around 24/7 to fend off girls, that means something’s wrong with our relationship. Obviously there’s nothing wrong with us because I know he can fend them off himself.”

“Or it means you don’t care.”

My eyebrows shot up. This girl really doesn’t care, she’s trying her damndest to go after him even after learning he has a girlfriend. Albeit a fake one, but she doesn’t know that. The conversation was beginning to upset me, not because I was attached to him, but rather that she couldn’t take no for an answer. And she was determined to try and make it seem like a girlfriend was supposed to be mindlessly jealous and be around her significant other at all times. I removed Mino’s arm from my waist as I stepped forward, getting into her personal space.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me.” She snapped.

“Heh, alright. You need to back off right now. Before I make you.”

Right as I was about to actually get up in this girl’s face, I got pulled back. I turned my head to glare at the person who’d pulled me back, but it was Mino and the look on his face told me to drop it. I huffed and curled my lip in a show of annoyance, reluctantly backing down.

“That’s enough, there’s not supposed to be any fighting tonight.”

Juwon spoke up, stepping forward, in between us and Jia. “Yeah, ladies, there’s no fighting tonight. So how about everybody just chill out?”

“Juwon, you may be my brother and all, but I swear if you ever tell me to chill out again I will cause you bodily harm.” I say through gritted teeth.

He raises his hands in defense. “Sorry, sorry. It won’t happen again.”

Jia stands there for a second, taking in the situation, makes an annoyed sound, and proceeds to stalk off. Even though she’d left, I still felt rather annoyed and tense due to the conflict. It took a few minutes for the tension in my shoulders begin to ease off. I couldn’t even listen to the conversation that Juwon and Mino were having. Once I relaxed a bit more, I noticed his arm was wrapped around my waist again, something I hadn’t even noticed when it happened.

“Remove your arm.” I murmur in his ear, trying not to interrupt the story Juwon was telling.

“What if she comes back?” Mino whispers.

“Fine, keep it there if you’re so scared.”

For the rest of the night he doesn’t stray from my side. Not when I went to the bathroom, he waited outside. Not when I went outside for a breather. Not when he got called over to our fathers, in fact his arm tightened around me in front of them. Not even when people slowly started filing out and Jia was nowhere in sight. Eventually I’d had enough, and pulled myself away from him. I explained that I needed to leave so that I could be up in time for an appointment I had in the morning. That was a lie, but I just needed to get out of there.

There were times when I found Mino to be attractive, and found myself wanting to get closer to him. Tonight had unexpectedly become one of those times. However, I knew that getting close to him would only lead me onto a path filled with pain. He’s the boss’ son, the heir apparent, the one who’s going to take over when his old man croaks. It’s bad enough that my family is high enough up on the food chain with significant targets on their backs, but Mino? The target on him is the largest by far. Meaning if I get involved with him, or even slightly more attached than normal, the risk of getting hurt if he dies is increased tenfold. Catching feelings for him is something I cannot allow myself to do.

Though with the events of the next week it seemed pretty impossible to avoid. Every time I went to the warehouse, Mino seemed to appear. Always hanging around, never actually appearing to be anything in particular. He was there under the guise of learning the workings of the business we run to clean the money made by illicit means. But it was clear that wasn’t what he was doing, no sirree. He appeared in my little office almost every day, claiming to need to hear the rundown of what I do- over and over again. When I called him out on it, saying that he should know what my job is by now, he played dumb. Like he couldn’t possibly be asked to remember what I do, and that’s why he always questioned me on it. Forget who his father is, I swore the next time he asked about it I was going to punch him.

One particular night, when the sky had long since gone dark and the stars made their presence known, I was completely alone in the warehouse for once. Being alone in such a big building might tend to creep people out, as it can get a tad scary at night, but to me it’s become a comfort. I love being alone in the warehouse, I feel like it’s an opportunity for me to be free for a few hours. Not that I do anything crazy, it’s just nice to have moments when I’m not being observed. My music was blaring through the speakers, I was humming along to the soft tune while adding up all the accounts receivable.

At least I thought I was alone. Allowing my guard to be down by believing myself to be safe is what ultimately failed me. I should’ve known by now that I should never let my guard drop. It happened so fast. One second I was fully entranced by the gentle harmonic melody of the piano, doing my calculations, and the next I felt the cool metal of a gun pressed to my temple. The blood in my veins went cold, my hand halting on the number I was writing down. My eyes flicked up to try and see who it was, but they were angled enough that I couldn’t make out any definitive facial features.

“Stand up.” The voice was harsh, with a slight grumbling undertone. Almost like they spent all their time yelling.

Cautiously, I rose to my feet. I refrained from turning my head in an attempt to better gauge the situation. When someone has a gun to your head it’s best to comply until you figure out the best course of action, if there even is one.

“Where is he?” My captor’s voice broke halfway through the question, pain shining through their facade. The gun shook lightly on my temple, the person was obviously shaking.

Taking a deep breath, I managed to keep my voice calm. “Where’s who? I need a name.”

“Your boss! The one who runs this operation! Who orders people to be killed!” Upon the raising of their voice it became apparent it was a man that had a gun on me. His voice cut through the gentle swells of the music playing, creating a stark contrast.

“I’m sorry to disappoint you, but I don’t know where he is currently. He could be at any number of locations right now.”

The man’s voice turned frantic, almost frenzied. “No! No- you… You must know where he is! How else are you meant to keep up with him?” He paused for a second, his brain probably trying to piece things together, and as he did the gun strayed from my temple. “You’re lying! Tell me where he is!”

The second he jerked the gun back to my temple, I took a chance. I jerked my head back, cracking it against the man’s face, there was a brief snap from the cartilage of his nose breaking. My hand shot up and grabbed a hold of the gun, twisting it away from myself and yanking. Once the gun was firmly in my hand, I spun around and leveled the gun at the man’s head. There was blood covering half of his face, dripping down onto his clothes, and covering the hand trying to keep his nose in place.

“You made a mistake by assuming that since I’m a woman I’d be easier to go after.” I snarl, glaring at him.

“I-I thought…”

“Well you thought wrong. What exactly were you trying to accomplish by pulling this stunt? Are you asking to be killed? Or are you just an idiot?”

The man dropped to his knees, voice trembling. “I just wanted- I wanted to make him regret killing my brother,” He looks up at me, eyes wide and plainly showing his fear. “P-please don’t kill me.”

“Did you seriously think your plan would work? I understand that you must be grieving the loss of your brother, but unless you were hoping that your stupid idea would help you meet him sooner- you just made the worst mistake of your life.”

Tears began to trickle down his cheeks, mixing with the blood on his lower face. “I just miss him so much. Do you know what it’s like to lose the person closest to you? It’s like I don’t know how to function.” The man’s words came out strangled, little hiccups interrupting him every so often.

Despite the sympathy I could feel rising in me, I was aware that I couldn’t let him go- his story was sad, but very common. If we let those who were seeking revenge free, they would just come back again and again until they felt they had achieved some sense of justice. Many people have gotten killed because they got too deep and either screwed up a job resulting in their death, or they realized they shouldn’t have gotten involved in the first place and tried to get out by going to the cops.

I was reaching for my phone with my free hand when the music went dead. Once again I was put on edge. Tonight just refuses to go smoothly. If I have to fight on more people, I’m not gonna take it easy on them.

“Hey, are you still here? Your brother said you hadn’t come home yet!” Mino’s voice echoed throughout the building.

I sighed, relieved- now I don’t have to call and report this, which would end up with me waiting an eternity for someone else to get here and deal with the man. “I’m in the office!”

A minute later, Mino showed up in the doorway, a look of annoyance on his face. “It’s almost two in the morning, why aren’t you-,” He cut himself off, his expression turning into one of anger. “What the fuck is going on?”

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jimin-jungshook-over-literalbae · 6 years ago

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Winner Mino Series: Turn Off the Light *Part 2* (Everday Album Series) SMUT

Hey guys! What’s up? I still kind of feel like shit, but I’m going to try and do some more writing before I sleep. I’m also watching this movie I remember from my childhood called “The Time Machine”. It’s from 2007 and it was one of my dad’s favorite movies. He used to watch it all the time when I was little and I found it on Hulu. It’s a very interesting science fiction film and I highly recommend it to anyone interested in the sci-fi genre. It has a very interesting story line and, like all sci-fi, comes from the question “What if....”. It’s a very entertaining film, albeit, quite dark. As always, if there’s anything that you want to see, please feel free to send me a request! I love writing what you guys want to see! Let’s get into this, shall we?

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@skittlekit: Isn't it such a shame that there's not a lot of quality Mino (or Winner) content this past few months? So this is my idea cause I'm a sucker for angst + smut combined - ready? okay. Please make a multiple part story (Sorry for being demanding, thirsty for sommeee goods) inspired by their song from new album titled WE WE'RE.

Months had passed since that first date and your relationship had remained steady. Any time he could spare was spent with you, enjoying your company and taking you on any dates he could. Tonight is the first night that the the two of you will be spending together, side by side in a bed. The idea both excites and terrifies him.

Your warm hand finds his once again as you lay next to him, your body curling into his. He swallows nervously, his fingers brushing over your cheek. They continue down your jawline as your soft voice floats around him. He watches your lips move, his mind seeming to drift from a peaceful evening with you to one of a different kind. A topic that he’s too scared to breech.

His lips brush yours with the lightest of touches. Your smile draws him in more, causing him to kiss you a second time. This kiss is different than the last one, something deeper and with a completely different meaning. His hand cups your cheek, pulling you closer to him as his other hand closes around your hip. Finally, after what seems like an eternity of his lips pressing desperately to yours, he finally manages to pull himself away.

“We should stop here,” He says softly, his breathe leaving him in soft pants.

“Why?” Your question shocks him.

This time, you kiss him, your lips moving desperately against his. His fingers knot in your hair as he changes your positions, his body pressing yours into the mattress beneath you. His lips trace down your jawline as his hands softly caress your sides. He slowly slides your large t-shirt off, his filled with nothing but admiration. He can feel your shyness but you are perfect in his eyes, a beauty without a single flaw.

He slides your shorts down and then his finger is brushing across your clit, causing you to gasp. Your back arches and the sound you make has him desperate to hear it again, his finger moving faster. Your body is shaking and all he can do is admire it, admire you. He gently slides a finger in your entrance, testing to make sure that you are ready. The moan that leaves your lips gives him confidence.

He slides on a condom and then he’s in you, the pleasure of the moment almost too much to handle. He tries to start off slow and give you time to adjust but everything in him is screaming to go faster. He is unable to hold back, the pressure building in him too much to bear. His movements stutter and he finds himself unable to maintain a pattern. He can feel you letting go, sending him into overdrive. He’s desperate to release, let you know that he feels the same pleasure that you do.

Moments later, he’s in utter euphoria. You share a feverish kiss as his movements slow before finally stopping. Both of your breathing is labored, leaving you in short pants. He lays beside you, your warmth pressed against his as you slowly drift off to sleep. His face nuzzles into your hair as he takes in your sent, his body relaxing as, too, finds sleep.

Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed! Please feel free to send me any requests you might have!

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blu-joons · 2 years ago

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When You Crave During Your Pregnancy ~ Winner Reaction

Jinwoo:

A groan came from Jinwoo as he came home to be greeted by the smell of onions, spotting you sat on the sofa with a packet of crisps in your hand, and plenty of crumbs around you too.

“Welcome home,” you chuckled, “I know you hate me right now, but I was hungry.”

Jinwoo’s head shook as he walked through and sat down beside you, “I can’t wait until you have this baby just so I don’t have to smell cheese and onion anymore.”

“It’s not as bad as you’re making it out to be,” you smirked, extending your arm out to Jinwoo. “You can try one if you really want to.”

“Get those stinking things away from me,” Jinwoo quickly told you, hitting the packet of crisps away from him. “I might have to lock those things away from me.”

Your head quickly shook back at Jinwoo, “I crave these, you can’t move them from me.”

“Maybe I’ll ban them so you’re only allowed them out when I’m not around to smell them,” he suggested instead. “I can’t believe you really want to eat these.”

“It’s not me that’s craving them,” you chuckled, placing your hand against your bump, “remember who I’m eating these for.”

“Don’t try and guilt me with the baby now Y/N.”

Seunghoon:

A shriek came from Seunghoon as you suddenly turned the trolley in a different direction, taking a look down the aisle to check what you wanted was down there.

“This way,” you told him to solve his confusion, “there’s something else that I need.”

A hum came from Seunghoon as he followed behind you, looking at what was down the aisle. “What could you possibly need down here? It’s stuff you don’t like.”

“That’s where you’re wrong,” you quickly corrected, “they’ve got those pickles that I like down here so I want to grab some whilst I can.”

“Pickles?” Seunghoon asked you in surprise, stopping in his tracks with furrowed brows. “When have you ever eaten a pickle in your life Y/N?”

Your head snapped back to look at him, “I’ve eaten tonnes ever since I fell pregnant.”

“How many?” Seunghoon then questioned as you picked up several jars, “our whole shopping budget is going to be spent on pickles at this rate.”

“It’s what I want,” you giggled as you placed them into the trolley, “do you really want me to go without whilst I’m pregnant?”

“If you crave them that much, go ahead.”

Mino:

The call of your name brought your eyes up in the direction of the stairs as you noticed Minho walking down the stairs, sleepily rubbing his eyes as a yawn came from him.

“What are you doing?” You asked as Minho entered the room, “you should be sleeping.”

Minho nodded in agreement with you, “you should be asleep too, not sat downstairs in the middle of the night. Is that ice cream that you’re eating too by any chance?”

“Leave me alone,” you called out as you scooped into the tub once again, “I can’t help the fact that I’m hungry, what am I supposed to do?”

“I wish I could make sense of your cravings sometimes,” Minho admitted, “I just don’t understand why you’re here, or anything about what you’re doing.”

Your shoulders shrugged back at Minho, “go back to sleep, I can just enjoy my ice cream.”

“No way,” Minho gasped in reply to you, “I’m not going back to bed knowing you’re eating ice cream. Plus, that tub is a share size tub anyway too.”

“I’m sharing it with the baby,” you defended, moving the tub away from Minho. “It’s shareable for two, not for three.”

“Why are you so mean to me these days?”

Seungyoon:

You poked against Seungyoon’s arm gently as you watched him slowly stir, his body rolling onto its side with his eyes opening as soon as Seungyoon came face to face with you.

“I'm hungry,” you whispered across to him, “do you think you could get me something?”

Seungyoon looked at you in disbelief as he checked the time on the wall, “you’ve got to be kidding me, right? How can you be hungry at this time of night Y/N?”

“I can’t stop thinking about the leftover pizza in the oven,” you explained, offering Seungyoon a sweet smile. “I can't sleep right now.”

“You want me to go and get it?” Seungyoon quizzed, knowing exactly what you were asking of him. “Are you even going to share or are your cravings that bad?”

You hummed in response, “seeing as you’re getting it for me I’ll let you have a piece of it.”

“Just a piece,” Seungyoon scoffed as he pushed the duvet away from himself, “you’re lucky I love you and that you’re pregnant for me to do this right now.”

“Thank you,” you called out as Seungyoon began to make his way towards the door, “you know I really appreciate it Yoon.”

“I know, even though you disturb me constantly.”

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l000ey · 4 years ago

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sex list ━ red

𝐊𝐖𝐎𝐍 𝐉𝐈𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐆 = 𝐆 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍

𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨: 2007 — 2014

𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣: first time, dated

𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙨: distant friends

Having started her training at a very young age (at ten years old) and later became the musical sensation of the country, Red did not have much time in her adolescence for romantic relationships until at sixteen when her friendship with the leader of BigBang turned into something else when he kissed her and confessed his feelings for her. It was not until she was eighteen that she lost her virginity, since when they began to start dating she was still a minor and both decided that it was better to wait, for the good of both of them. Jiyong was her first everything, her first kiss, her first love, her first time although we already know how that ended.

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐁𝐔𝐌 = 𝐉𝐀𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊

𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨: 2015

𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣: several nightstands

𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙨: best friends

Between these two there was always sexual tension. They both like to flirt with each other, it's a big part of their friendship. Jay was always there for her when she broke up with Jiyong, Red was sad and depressed since she believed that he was the love of her life, plus the issue of 2ne1's separation had already been mentioned a couple of times so one day Jay showed up in her studio with several bottles of soju and between a few laughs they both began to get very touchy and the friendship took another step. When it happened the second time they both talked and decided that it was nothing serious and that the most important thing was their friendship so they finally decided not to have sex again until it happened again for the fourth, fifth and even sixth time. At the end of the year they both decided to stop since they did not want to screw up their friendship. Today they are still best friends, only a few know what happened between them.

𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐆𝐔𝐊 = 𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐆𝐔𝐊

𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨: 2017

𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣: one nightstand

𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙨: acquaintances

There are few times that Red remembers that this really happened. It happened when Yongguk decided to rent Jigoku for his Yamazaki mixtape release party, he obviously invited the owner of the club to the party and even invited her to sing along with him on stage. They both started talking about music, Red told him that she loved the song and that he had done a great job plus she was a fan of BAP. Again the alcohol did its thing and both ended up in the girl's office fucking on her desk. They had never spoken or been close so they did not speak again and when they saw each other at a party or event they simply shared polite smiles.

𝐖𝐔 𝐘𝐈𝐅𝐀𝐍 = 𝐊𝐑𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐔

𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨: 2015 — 2016

𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣: friends with benefits

𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙨: distant friends — acquaintances

At the end of 2015 Red was hired to do a drama in China (another reason she cut off her physical relationship with Jay) in which the former EXO member was her character’s love interest. Red didn't know anyone in China and he knew that, so he reached out to her —more because he was a fan of hers than because of his kindness— and helped her feel comfortable in the unknown country. The two began a friendship after multiple outings in which Yifan taught her his origin country or reviewed their lines for the series. As soon as she saw him, Dara found him attractive so she didn’t complain when one day they had to practice a kiss and he touched her ass, it was accidentally and the boy apologized multiple times with his face redder than a tomato, breaking his image of bad boy, though his face turned two shades darker when she took his hand and placed it back on her ass and then kissed him. They kept having sex during the recordings until the time came when Red had to return to Korea, Yifan who had already started to have feelings for her decided that it was best if they did not talk for a while. Red was hurt but still she accepted, she proposed that if he ever returned to Korea he would have a friend there, he told her the same. Nowadays they exchange messages from time to time like birthday wishes or sometimes Red goes to China and asks if he is there to get a coffee together.

𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐇𝐎 = 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎

𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨: 2014/2018 — Present

𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣: two night stand, dating

𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙨: married

It all started at that YG end of the year party, Red was depressed and somewhat drunk due to her breakup with Jiyong so Taeyang made Mino her babysitter. Winner's rapper had always found her attractive, how could he not? It was Red, the queen of kpop, a goddess in all Asia. He had grown up listening to her songs and being a fan of hers, in fact it was her who had given him the idea of being an idol so when he met her in Mix & Match he almost fainted but that was a silly celebrity crush. He kissed her and she returned him the kiss, that night was the first they spent together although he knew it had been out of spite because she was still in love with the king of Kpop, and his theory was confirmed when during the following weeks she ignored him as if he didn’t exist but after confronting her they managed to remain friends. It was not until three years later that they returned to have an approach of another type, when he realized that he was in love with her. When Ikon and Winner found out that she was leaving the company and probably the country he decided to show up at her house and confess his feelings in a desperate action to make her stay, I guess it worked since now they are happily married and are parents of two babies.

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nextqueue · 4 years ago

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He pressed me up against the wall, a slight breeze passes between us chilling me a little. He smiles at me softly, eyes holding so many emotions I could hardly keep up. The one I saw most was guilt. I wonder why that would be the emotion I see in his eyes as he leans into me.

His lips lay claim to mine softly at first but I couldn’t help myself I had to have all of him one time. Gripping his jacket and pulling him closer to me I lose myself in the essence of him. He tastes of the alcohol and lolli he had earlier, sweet and bitter, but I loved it. His hands come up to caress my waist and hips. They move all over my body unable to find just one place to hold. I moan when his thumb skims over my breast. He misses nothing and smiles into our kiss. I set aside all shame pulling him even closer. He takes the hint and presses his body fully against mine, his leg finds its way in between mine and I can’t help myself but to rub against it wantonly. The friction of denim against denim on my core feels heavenly but is nowhere near enough to satisfy me. One hand slips under his shirt over his taut stomach and lightly scratch at his chest. I need to feel closer to him. He holds my head in both his hands and deepens our connection. His tongue branding and shaping the inside of my mouth. I try my best to keep pace with him but find it pointless, when he wants something he gets it and right now he wants my submission.

He pulls away from me before I am ready but only to slip my shirt over my head and begin placing wet kisses over my chest. My breath escapes me in a long hot stream. The night air is cool but that doesn’t seem to bother him. He continues licking and sucking at my breasts being sure to show both equal attention and love, I am sure there will be marks when I check in the morning. He drops lower unbuttoning my shorts and tugging them down my legs. I gasp as his mouth attaches to my clothed core. I know I am soaked already for him and it makes him chuckle causing vibrations to make my knees lock his head between them.

As he slowly eats me out I can’t help but moan his name out loud. There is no one in this alleyway to hear us so I don’t try to keep quiet. I find myself riding his face and pulling him closer to me by his hair. My body alight with pleasure. The cool metal of his lip ring touches me every so often. It all becomes too much for me and I find myself pulling him up and claiming his lips again as I beg him to take me. My hands fumble at his belt like a starved animal desperate for its next meal. Once the offensive fabrics are lowered I clutch him in my hands, giving him a few strokes before I guide him into where I need him most.

The feeling of being wholly filled was satisfying. The almost painful way he stretched me out brought tears to my eyes. His soft grunts of pleasure in my ear turning me on even more than I already was. He hefts my legs up around his waist slamming me into the wall and bottoming out inside me. I choked as he began to move in me the same time. His slow pace becoming to much for me, making me claw at his jacket, neck, anything I can get my hands on. His strokes made sure I would remember only him. His grunts of exertion became my new favourite sound track. Biting into his neck I cry out with every deep thrust against the spot inside me that makes my toes curl. His hands brace against the wall as he increases his speed. I can do nothing but hold onto him like my life depends on it.

He cums inside me on a heavy grunt and I savour the feeling of him releasing in me. His breathing heavy is all I hear as we come down from our highs. Slipping out of me he slides his fingers into me pushing his essence back inside me and finger fucking me to completion. My eyes roll to the back of my head and my body goes weak as I cum around his fingers.

He tells me to not let any of it slip out as he slides my panties and shorts back up my trembling legs. I try my best to do as he says as he pulls me out of the alley way and into his car. We drive to his apartment. The entire time I have my legs pressed together tightly but I can feel our mix of juices slowly dripping out of me. He places a hand on my thigh and my core pulses causing more to fall out, I am sure I have soaked through my panties and into my shorts now. The way he rubs circles on the inside of my thigh tells me he isn’t done with me and I try to mentally prepare myself for the rest of the night.

When we reach his place he wastes no time ridding me of my clothes. As he slides my panties down my legs again a string of cum follows. He calls me disobedient and tosses me on the bed then crawls over me. A look of pure predation in his eyes. I am scared momentarily then he kisses me with all the tenderness of the rain. He places my legs on his shoulders and enters me without warning, his clothes still on. His pants hang loosely from his his as he slams into me repeatedly. I feel wronged, like I am just his whore laying fully naked under him. I beg him to let me touch his skin, he appeases me and strips. My hands eagerly roam his body loving the feel of him moving over me and under my finger tips.

My voice becomes hoarse as I scream his name repeatedly. I lose track of how many times he has sent me over the edge. My mind has gone blank all I know is him and the pleasure he gives me. He is the end and the beginning for me in this moment. He spreads me past my physical capabilities, my body screams from the over use but I say nothing because I finally have him here with me and not with her. I won’t ever let go of him. I will do everything I can to keep him. She won’t win this time.

When he has had his fill of me I am left cold in the bed. His bed. I want to think I have won but I know it’s not me he is in the living room thinking of.

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