#yunhyeong song fanfic

[noona-clock]

The Flight Attendant - Part 6, Final Chapter

Genre: Flight Attendant!AU

Pairing: Yunhyeong x You (Female!Reader)

Warnings: None

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6  | Words: 2,580

"What should I get?" you inquired, lowering your voice as much as humanly possible so only Yunhyeong could hear you. Even though you were a tourist and this was your first time here, you didn't exactly want it to be obvious. The restaurant was tiny enough that eavesdropping was inevitable, but you could at least try to keep your conversation contained to your charming table for two.

"I had the Quiche Lorraine last time, and it was fantastic," Yunhyeong replied, his eyes still surveying the menu. "But this is absolutely one of those places where there are no wrong choices."

You nodded silently, biting the inside of your cheek as your gaze flitted back and forth between the menu and your dinner date -- partner. Sorry. Dinner partner sitting across from you.

"And," Yunhyeong continued, his grin peeking through in his voice when he spoke. "We can actually order alcohol this time."

You knit your brows in confusion, letting your eyes settle on him for more than a half-second. "What do you mean?"

Yunhyeong's smile grew just a fraction wider before he gently set down his menu, crossed his arms over the marble top of the table, and leaned toward you. (To put into perspective just how small the table was, by the way -- his cologne was now invading your sense because he was so close to you.)

"Remember your first day on the job?" he began, murmuring like he was revealing some confidential information.

You nodded, resisting the urge to copy his movements and lean in yourself.

"We were on the flight together, you had your nose pressed to the taxi window all the way into the city, we had a meal together -- just like today. But a year ago, we couldn't order any Sake because you had another flight later that day. Today, we can," he told you earnestly, though he ended his sentence with a blink-and-you-missed-it wink.

"How do you remember all that?" you whispered, frankly a bit flabbergasted that his memory was so good.

Yunhyeong simply shrugged before lifting his hand casually to wave over a server.

"Une bouteille de vin, s'il vous plait. Chateau Cos d'Estournel," he requested once the server arrived, the language flowing beautifully from his lips.

"Oui, Monsieur," the server muttered with a nod before turning on their heel and dashing elegantly toward the back of the restaurant.

You honestly weren't quite sure what to make of all this. First, Yunhyeong had arranged for you to fly to Paris as a friend-aversary gift. Second, he had told you that you look fantastic. Third, he had remembered virtually every detail of the first day the two of you had met. Fourth, he had just ordered a bottle of wine in nearly perfect French. In an incredibly romantic restaurant. In Paris.

"What kind of wine did you order?" you asked after clearing away the anxiety stuck in your throat.

Yunhyeong shot you a smirk, one so pleased and adorable that the anxiety you'd just cleared away came back with a vengeance. "Only the best," he replied.

Correction: he had just ordered a bottle of the best wine in nearly perfect French. In an incredibly romantic restaurant. In Paris.

The server returned, bottle and glasses in hand, only a couple of minutes later, deftly setting the wine glasses down in front of each of you and pouring the dark red liquid expertly.

"Merci," Yunhyeong murmured as the server left the bottle on the bottle on the table. "Encore quelques minutes avant de commander, s'il vous plait."

Again, the server nodded, turned on their heel, and dashed away.

Before you got the chance to ask what he'd said, Yunhyeong reached for his glass, lifting it gently by the stem and locking eyes with you. "To a full year of working together and, more importantly, being friends. And to, hopefully, many more to come. Many, many more," he toasted with that sparkle in his eye you knew so well.

"Many more," you managed to say, clinking your glass with his before surreptitiously taking a rather large gulp. After setting your glass down carefully, you pushed your chair back from the table. "I will -- oh, god, that wine is delicious. I just need to powder my nose, I'll be right back. If the server returns while I'm gone, I would like the boeuf bourguignon."

"Mm, yes, of course, go ahead," Yunhyeong replied quickly, his eyes on you as you swerved around the table to get to the restroom.

The second you ducked into the minuscule cubicle labeled Toilettes, you closed and locked the door behind you and slid your phone out of your pocket.

You had no time to think about time zones, and the person you were calling kept a very irregular schedule anyway; he could be awake at any hour of the day.

After three and a half rings, your heart racing the whole time, the line clicked, and you heard a somewhat sleepy "Yo," in your ear.

"Jae," you whispered. "I need to talk to you."

"...Where are you, and why are you whispering?"

"It doesn't matter. I mean, where I am does matter. I'm in Paris, and --"

"Dude, in Paris?! Since when?!"

"Since today, and that's part of it."

"Part of what?"

"Just let me explain!"

"Okay, okay, I'm listening."

You took a deep breath, hoping to calm your nerves so you could tell him everything without skipping any important detail. "You know my co-worker, Yunhyeong, right?"

"The dude you had a crush on for --"

"We're friends, okay," you interrupted. "But, yes. That one. Well, he surprised me by changing my schedule behind my back so we could fly to Paris and stay here for a few days. Because it's our friend-aversary -- he said that, not me. He literally used the word 'friend-aversary.' And he's taken me to this little restaurant by our hotel, and it's super romantic and charming, and he told me I look fantastic, and he mentioned something about him being incredibly less attractive than me, and he ordered their best bottle of wine, and he made this toast that was like 'to one year of friendship and many more to come. Many, many more.' And I just -- I don't know what to think."

Jae was quiet for quite a while, and you knew that meant he was thinking.

"I mean..." he began after almost half a minute. "I think you do know what to think, Y/N."

"...I do?"

"Mhm."

You knew what you wanted to think. You wanted to think that Yunhyeong was actually being more than friendly. You wanted to think he was flirting with you.

"But he's a naturally friendly kind of guy," you explained. "He's super charming and outgoing, and everyone likes him. That kind of guy."

"Have you ever witnessed him flirting with someone?" Jae asked patiently.

"...I don't think so."

"Has he ever talked to you about anyone that he's romantically interested in?"

"...No."

"And when I have been romantically interested in someone, have I talked to you about it?"

"...Yes. But that's different --"

"It's not different. I talk to you about that kind of stuff because I don't feel that way about you. No offense."

"None taken," you answered without missing a beat.

"But," Jae continued. "If I did feel that way about you, there's no way I would tell you about other people I'm interested in. Probably because I wouldn't be interested in other people, just you. This is purely hypothetical, by the way."

"Yeah, I know," you huffed, doing nothing to hide your annoyance. That's just the kind of relationship you had with Jae -- the two of you could be completely honest with each other. No holds barred, no hard feelings. "So... you're saying the reason he doesn't talk to me about that is because... he likes me?"

"I mean, it's not a foolproof theory, but I would say it's highly likely."

You stood there, blinking for a few seconds without replying. And then, "...So, what do I do?"

"I dunno, man."

"What do you mean you don't know?!"

"What do you want to do?!"

"I don't know!"

"Do you like him?"

"I've spent the past several months pretending I don't, but yes. I do."

"Then just tell him. Or ask him. Bring it up."

"But what if --"

"'What ifs' will ruin your life, Y/N," Jae scolded. "You either need to tell him, or you need to let it go. And if you don't decide tonight, you're going to let it distract you from having an amazing time in Paris."

You almost wanted to curse him for knowing you so well.

"What does your gut tell you?" he asked.

It seemed cheesy, but in order to answer his question, you closed your eyes. You took a deep breath and let it out slowly. And you listened.

Yunhyeong was a friendly person, there was no doubt about that. He greeted everyone with a smile. He was helpful to everyone. He was, quite literally, the perfect Flight Attendant. But... there was something about that sparkle. The sparkle in his eye you knew so well -- remember that? You had always thought it was just his adorably mischievous side coming out, but... what if you were wrong.

What if that sparkle was just for you? And what if you knew it so well because he'd liked you this whole time?

The more you thought about it, the more you knew Jae was right.

You wouldn't come out and tell him that, of course, but he was right.

"My gut tells me that I need to tell him," you finally said, your voice soft but sure.

"Then go for it, my dude," Jae replied with an obvious smile.

His smile was contagious, and the corners of your lips curved up. "I will. Thank you."

"It's what I'm here for. And also poke bowl cravings. I'm here for that, too."

"Of course," you chuckled. "All right, I'm going to go back out there. Wish me luck."

"You don't need it," Jae assured you before he hung up.

After sliding your phone back into your pocket, you smoothed down the front of your trousers, tugged at the shoulders of your shirt, let out a quick exhale... and opened the door.

"I'm so sorry about that," you said, chuckling breathlessly as you took your seat at the table once again.

"No, not at all," Yunhyeong grinned. "I just ordered a couple of minutes ago, so you didn't miss anything. Except my expert French."

"I am only letting you order when we go to eat somewhere, by the way." You returned his smile, picking up your wine glass and taking a sip -- not a gulp this time.

"Well, who am I to say 'no' to you?"

Your heart skipped a beat at his words, and you took that as your queue to actually go through with what you'd talked about on the phone with Jae.

"Can I..." you began, trying to maintain eye contact with him but finding yourself glancing at your wine glass. "Ask you something?"

Yunhyeong's brow furrowed gently, and he tilted his head the tiniest bit. "Of course."

"Is... this... a date?"

Four words had never been so nerve-wracking to say.

"Well, yes, of course, it is," he replied without hesitation. "It's our --"

"Friend-aversary," you finished for him. "But I mean... not a friend date. Like... a real date?"

Okay, those were the most nerve-wracking words you'd ever said.

Yunhyeong's expression immediately softened, but you couldn't tell if that was a good thing or a bad thing. He no longer looked curious or confused, and you kind of felt like he should be?

Unless... he wasn't confused about the answer or curious why you'd asked.

"I..."

It seemed like an eternity before he continued on, though in reality, it was but a few moments.

"...Would like it to be. If you feel the same."

And Jae was right again.

You shifted in your seat, pressing your lips together to stop yourself from bursting into a grin. "I do, actually."

"Really?" Yunhyeong sighed. He reached one hand out, covering your fingers with his and gripping them.

When you nodded in response, Yunhyeong let out another sigh, hanging his head briefly before lifting it up to lock his gaze on you. "I've been wanting to go on a date with you for a long time," he admitted, though he certainly didn't sound shy about it.

"A long time?!" you laughed incredulously. "I've liked you for a long time!"

Yunhyeong quirked a brow at you. "...How long is long?"

"As long as possible. Since the first day. Remember how I kissed you on the cheek? I thought that was a pretty big giveaway that I was interested, but you didn't do anything about it, so I just thought we were going to be friends."

As soon as you'd said 'the first day,' Yunhyeong's jaw had dropped. And somehow, he even managed to make that look attractive.

"The first -- But I thought you were just thanking me!"

"...With a kiss on the cheek?" you chuckled.

"Well, yeah! Obviously! I didn't know it meant anything other than that!"

You lifted your other hand and placed it atop his, sandwiching his hand between your own. "For someone who always knows exactly how I'm feeling, how did you not pick up on that?" you asked, only slightly teasing.

Yunhyeong let out a huff and rolled his eyes at himself. "Let me tell you, I have never been able to pick up on cues like that. Not once in my life have I ever known when someone was flirting with me."

So, all this time... if you had just expressed your interest to his face...

Jae's words on the phone not ten minutes ago echoed in your head: What ifs will ruin your life, Y/N.

"Well," you said," picking up his hand and placing a soft, lingering kiss on his knuckles. "Just so you know, this is me flirting with you."

Yunhyeong threw his head back laughing, and you didn't care that all of the other patrons in the restaurant turned to look. You simply beamed over at him, stretching your legs out to tangle your ankles with his under the table.

Once the echo of his laughter faded away, he squeezed your hand and gazed at you with the most heart-wrenching smile. "I won't lie, I was wondering if you were going to figure it out."

"Figure what out?"

"Paris, the restaurant, the wine, the toast... I didn't think I was being subtle."

"No, you weren't," you chuckled. "Which is why I had to go to the toilettes and call Jae to ask his advice."

"That's what you were doing?!"

You nodded, your chuckle gently evolving into a laugh.

"Well," he said, his thumb skimming over the back of your hand. "Remind me to thank him when we get home."

You nodded once more, but his words -- as dumb as it sounds -- reminded you that you were, indeed, not at home. You were in Paris.

With Yunhyeong.

You were in the City of Love with someone you -- well, you didn't love him in that way right now, but you could certainly see yourself getting there one day.

Maybe even one day soon.

...This was going to be the best layover ever.

Author's Note: if you're reading this, thank you so much! I know it's been a long, long, long time since I've posted any new fics, so I'm so grateful for anyone who has stuck with me. I can't promise I'll be posting on a more regular basis, but I can promise that I will try! 💜

[seawitch62]

Re-run, Re-run

Recap of what has happened since we last visited the island.

The witch as Ikon refers to her, Tina is her given name. Finally convinced her captors to release her, unbeknownst to her at the time they had ulterior motives.

She was just happy and relieved as her wrists were aching and her hands were numb.

They suspiciously watch her, one is always on guard duty.

"The witch must be watched at all times" Hanbin instructs.

"Spells and hex bags" Bobby warned the others.

Tina now has the freedom of the island, constantly monitored but allowing her to do her chores. 

♤

"No ! I refuse to climb this tree" Tina tells Song.

Pointing up into the tree " the coconuts are up there, get them witch!"

"Get your own fucking coconuts" she yells as she walks away returning to basecamp.

Song and Tina argue till they reach the encampment.

"What the fuck is the problem?" Hanbin yells.

"The witch refused a direct order" Song reports.

"I'm not climbing the fucking tree! There  are  coconuts laying all over the frigging island!".

"Is this not Ikon Island?" Jinhwan asks.

"Hanbin is our elected President," adds Junhoe.

"Whatever" Tina mutters.

"Have you caught today's fish yet?" Chanwoo questions.

"No! I have not! I've been busy with all my other chores"

"Maybe you guys could do something for once!"

Gasps of surprise match their shocked expressions.

"Watch your mouth, witch" Hanbin states.

Tina stomps off in search of coconuts, DK close behind.

"Bonanza" she yells triumphantly.

Picking up the coconuts one by one with her guard close by.

Juggling too many at once the coconuts all fall to the ground. 

Tina looks in DK 's hoping he might offer assistance.

"You  know a basket is what you need" he states importantly.

Tina glares at him.

Returning to camp, many coconuts now litter the path.

She tosses them on the makeshift table.

"Fish?" Asks Chanwoo. 

A coconut flies through the air barely missing Chanwoo.

"That's a fucking enough witch" Hanbin growls.

Jinhwan tosses his clothes at her, "laundry".

So her days roll into one another.

Chore after chore. 

What they do all is a mystery to her except follow her and bark out orders.

♤

The day is well honestly who knows what day it is, but approximately a month since they all found themselves on the island.

Lunch, fish, coconut and berries.

"The council has had a meeting," Junhoe informs Tina.

'Council' she laughs to herself. 

Waiting to hear what they would say next.

"We are men! We have needs!" Song declares.

'Fuck' she tells herself.

"It was put forward and agreed. You are a female, it's your job to satisfy us, in all things" Hanbin says. "well bar Bobby  he's a married man".

"I still think there should be leniency due to our circumstances" Bobby moans.

"Here is the schedule"

"Monday Hanbin Day

Tuesday Jinhwan Day

Wednesday Junhoe Day

Thursday Song Day

Friday DK Day

Saturday Chanwoo Day

Sunday, well that's your day off".

Hanbin says.

"Well that's very generous giving me Sunday off, but no, go to hell all of you!".

Tina goes to her hut, "bastards".

"What's her problem? I thought it was a well thought out plan" DK states.

"Maybe she wants just one of us" Junhoe grins.

"That being you?" Chanwoo laughs.

Catchup with the continuing saga at the same time, next week.

[kpopfancommented]

[taexual]

maybe i | yunhyeong

pairing: yunhyeong x oc

genre: smut, college au, fwb au

warnings: playful banter, some teasing, a quickie (protected), not a lot of pillow talk because of unexpected circumstances

summary: your friendship with benefits with yunhyeong is threatened when he accidentally tells you he loves you.

words count: 4.4k

requested by anonymous.

“We don’t have much time,” Yunhyeong said, nearly ripping your jeans off of you in his haste. “My roommate will be back in an hour.”

You hadn’t planned to see him today, but Yunhyeong grabbed you – almost literally – when you were on your way home from the campus library, telling you that he missed you and asking if you were free. Which was just a courtesy, really, considering that he was already pulling you towards his dorm.

You wouldn’t have objected anyway, truth be told – you missed him, too. But hearing that you were running on limited time did frustrate you a little.

Nevertheless, you propped yourself up on your elbows, helping him rid you of the denim as his old bed creaked underneath both of your weights.

“I thought he had classes the whole day,” you commented. “And so did you.”

“I’m skipping all of mine,” Yunhyeong replied, tossing your jeans aside and reconnecting your lips in a—hurried—feverish kiss. You broke the kiss another second later to pull his shirt over his head. “And he’s only going to one.”

“The asshole,” you said.

“Right?” he agreed, only half-listening as he rolled you on top of him, until you were straddling his waist. “Come here.”

You lowered your lips to meet his again, finally able to enjoy the moment without worrying about tearing your clothes off of each other as quickly as possible. He kissed you back, cherishing in the familiar taste of your mouth, and struggling—as always—to believe that you’d done this enough times for your taste to become familiar.

Suddenly, you distracted him from his thoughts by bringing your hips over his, the layers of your underwear not providing nearly enough friction for this to feel as good as it could. And yet, in spite of that, a low groan passed his lips, his hands flying to your thighs in an almost desperate attempt to keep you steady while also encouraging you to, please, do that again.

And you complied – your bodies communicating wordlessly – as you rolled your hips into his once again, biting your lip when you felt the growing bulge underneath you. Your faces were inches apart, mouths hovering over each other, as your hips continued to grind into his slowly, the sensation as teasing as it was pleasurable.

“I’m going to need you to take these off now,” Yunhyeong whispered against your lips, hooking his fingers over the waistband of your panties. “We don’t have much time.”

“So impatient,” you rolled your eyes – the playful gesture only killing him a little more, while the pressure of your hips on his hardening length when you sat up, could have easily finished him off right then and there. “We should have gone to my place.”

“So that your neighbors can call the police on us again? No, thank you,” he scoffed while his eyes followed your every move – from the way you lifted your hips slightly to be able to pull your underwear down, to the way you brought one of your legs up, then the next one, and, finally, slid the panties down your right ankle. He swallowed.

“They meant well,” you said, giggling as you remembered the awkward altercation a few months ago when the police showed up to your dorm – at a very inconvenient moment, too – on behalf of your concerned next-door neighbor. She’d assumed—from the sounds? You weren’t sure— that you were getting killed. “In her defense, using ropes in a dorm room probably wasn’t the wisest idea.”

Yunhyeong laughed – the sound coming out strained when you lowered yourself on him again, your naked core brushing against his boxers; still one layer too many between you – before he sat up to meet your lips in a kiss, too impatient to wait.

“We’re trying that again, though,” he said then, hands gently dancing on your shoulders and down the straps of your bra, inching towards the clasp on your back. “Probably in a place with less neighbors.”

Knowing that you would likely never find a secluded enough spot without any people around, you gasped, purposefully overreacting. “You’re suggesting we do that in public?”

Yunhyeong lifted an eyebrow in response because that wasn’t exactly what he was suggesting, but now that you’d mentioned it, he wasn’t really against the idea.

“Might as well try,” he replied, his mind growing hazy as he focused on the feeling of your nearly naked body pressed against his. He still hadn’t mastered the clasp of your bra and you had to reach up to help him.

The moment your fingertips met as you undid your bra, Yunhyeong kissed you again. He refused to let you take your bra off yourself, and took control of the process – sliding each strap down your arms as if you had all the time in the world for this.

“Hmm,” you hummed against his lips, pulling away to warn him, “I thought we were in a hurry.”

Dreamily, Yunhyeong continued the slow, sensual process of removing your bra, the tips of his fingers brushing gently against your breasts once the garment was finally off. He always turned this simple act – that you would have preferred to get over with as quickly as possible; bras weren’t exactly known for being comfortable – into something that was akin to a grandiose procedure that he refused to skip over.

“We are,” he said. “But there are some things you can’t speed up.”

You scoffed at this, but the warmth of his words sent sparks all over your body – he’d always made it a big deal out of removing your clothes; the less there were left on you, the slower he moved.

“Yunhyeong,” you were forced to whine then – he may have been hoping for it – as he caressed your body, his hands not really lingering anywhere very long as he attempted to touch as much of you as possible.

This wasn’t the first time you were having sex, and yet he always made it feel as special as that first time. You didn’t mind that, especially since your first time with Yunhyeong had happened when both of you were drunk, so the memory of it was very blurry in your head. But, as much as you appreciated the care he put into everything he did, you wanted more now.

Pushing his chest gently with your hands, you forced him to fall back on the pillow. The small gasp that left his lips when you suddenly took charge of the situation was quickly replaced by a proud smirk, prompted by your impatience. You ignored it and, instead, pulled down his boxers, making sure to touch him as lightly as possible – on purpose, to tease him right back for taking this so slowly before.

“We’re in a hurry,” he was the one to remind you this time.

Ah, you’d been waiting for this.

With your hand barely grazing the tip of his length, you shrugged your shoulders. “Some things you can’t speed up.”

Yunhyeong rolled his eyes – or tried to – but he was forced to throw his head back and close his eyes altogether when you wrapped one of your hands against his fully-hard cock and gave it a few lazy pumps.

His sensitivity to your touch was one of your favorite things about doing this. Every time you doubted if it was a good decision to include sex in your friendship, you remembered the look on his face, like the one right now: his lower lip between his teeth, his eyes barely open but firmly locked on you, his chest rising and falling in anticipation of what you’d do next – and you knew you really wouldn’t have it any other way.

When your grasp on his length got tighter and your strokes more sensual, Yunhyeong groaned and reached out to stop you, the muscles in his stomach clenching as he sat up and placed his hands on yours. He pressed his lips to yours in a messy, open-mouthed kiss – deciding that not a lot of talking was going to be done from now on – and you leaned into him, allowing him to guide you to the previous position you’d been in: with your thighs on either side of him, your core pressed dangerously close to his length.

He brought one of his hands to your neck to angle your face in a way that allowed him to deepen the kiss. In the mean time, his free hand found your clit as he experimented by bringing his fingers up and down your folds, spreading your wetness and, of course, teasing you until he felt you exhale against his mouth in frustration.

“Yunhyeong,” you spoke, a certain warning noticeable in your otherwise soft voice. He moved his lips to your neck instead. “I’m going to get up and leave if you don’t do something right now.”

He chuckled and the feeling of his teeth against the skin of your neck sent shivers down your spine.

“Fine,” he said then, pressing one more lingering kiss to your neck before reaching over to the drawer on his nightstand. “I thought the risk of getting caught was supposed to feel thrilling.”

“Well, if your roommate does come back soon,” you replied, watching him grab a condom package from his drawer and rip it open, “I’d rather he interrupted us when we were actually doing something.”

Yunhyeong paused for a second to give you a questionable look after you said this, but he decided not to argue, focusing on the more important things at hand.

“But we are doing something,” he said instead, teasing, as he tossed the wrapper on the floor.

“Something more,” you said – pointlessly so, because he was already rolling the condom down his length, his hands shaking lightly. He wanted this just as much as you – if not more – but his excitement was getting the best of him; he never did learn how to completely calm his nerves when he was alone with you.

Finally, he brought his hands down to your hips, slowly moving your body back and forth on his lap, your fold rubbing against his cock, the motion undoubtedly pleasant, but not enough.

When you were about to open your mouth and urge him to do something, Yunhyeong finally lifted your body up just a little and aligned himself with your entrance. His eyes met yours as he pushed the tip in and then stopped, keeping his hands on your thighs, but allowing you to choose the pace.

You lowered yourself on him, the stretch as sweet as it was painful. You closed your eyes at the feeling, so you did not see the absolute adoration in his eyes when you bottomed out. The blissful expression on your face was heaven itself right now and Yunhyeong momentarily forgot that you could also move, further intensifying the emotions he was feeling.

You held onto his shoulders as you ground your hips into his slowly, your walls warm and snug around him. His teeth sunk into his lower lip as he watched your concentrated face and responded to the gentle swaying of your body by bucking his hips – just barely, really, but you felt it, your head automatically falling backwards, heavy breaths leaving your lips.

“That’s—” you started to say, pressing your hips into his harder, faster. “That’s good.”

“Yeah?” he asked – or perhaps agreed with you, it was hard to tell when he tried to muffle his own moans – and then he leaned in closer to you until his chest hit yours, and his cock changed the angle inside of you, suddenly feeling much deeper.

A quiet gasp left your lips at this new, sharper sensation, and Yunhyeong gave you a second to adjust before he lifted your hips and lowered them on his length again, slowly enough so you wouldn’t be in pain, but with enough force so you’d feel all of him. He did everything in an encouraging way, not trying to be in full control and letting you do most of the work as you steadily began to move on top of him.

You felt him so deep inside that you couldn’t help exhaling shakily as you squeezed your closed eyes even tighter. You wrapped your hands around his shoulders to find a more comfortable position, this way bringing your bodies even closer, so that there wasn’t a single spot of your skin that wasn’t touching his. 

He was restraining himself on your behalf, that much was clear in the way he kissed the side of your neck, focusing his attention elsewhere, so he wouldn’t start pounding into you.

Letting him know that you could handle it, you removed one of your hands from his neck. You placed your hand on his and lifted it from your hips to your lower back – so he was still holding you, but no longer had the opportunity to control how fast you moved – and then you returned to holding onto his shoulders as you began to bounce on him, gradually gaining speed until his kisses turned into soft groans against your neck.

“Fuck,” you moaned, louder now that the feeling of his throbbing length rubbing against your walls had grown more intense.

He held you against him, his hand wrapping around your waist for more support, while his other hand slid down to grab your ass, squeezing and kneading it as you continued to ride him.

“You feel so good, baby,” he panted, struggling to catch his breath as you alternated between grinding your hips into his and then moving up and down on his length again.

“Hmmm,” was all you could muster in response as Yunhyeong moved his hips to meet yours halfway, your bodies locked together in a well-choreographed dance, the only music in the room being the sound of your skin slapping against each other to the rhythm of your heavy breaths.

You’ve done this before with him – countless times – and yet each time he held you as close as this, his hands squeezing the softest parts of your body and his length drilling into you, you were still surprised by how good this could feel.

“I-I’m—” you tried, the words dying on your tongue and transforming into a desperate, wordless plea when you felt his kisses on your collarbones, then on your chest, until finally his mouth found one of your nipples, his tongue gentle and electrifying all at once. “Oh, please.”

He hummed, the sensation reverberating pleasantly all across your body as he moved to your other breast, starting off with butterfly kisses all around it before finally bringing his tongue over your nipple, sucking on it lightly and pulling away with a wet kiss. 

Overwhelmed by pleasure, you had no choice but to relent to him as he began to thrust up into you, his hands holding you in place. His pace did not slow down once – he’d gotten enough practice to know the right way to throw you off the edge – as he gripped your thighs, his cock going in and out of you.

“S-so close,” you spoke shakily, your body seemingly a separate entity from your mind now.

With another soft moan, you caught Yunhyeong off-guard when you met his thrusts by rotating your hips in quick, clumsy figure-8s.

Sex between the two of you was always a battle for control – although neither of you minded sharing – but he did not object right now, far too lost in the feeling of being inside of you. And yet the circular motions of your hips were so sweet, he was starting to get worried he’d be the one coming first.

His breath catching in his throat, Yunhyeong licked his lips and watched you, in awe. You looked and you felt so warm, so soft, so perfect – he couldn’t control himself anymore.

“So good to me,” he praised, completely overwhelmed by the feeling of your snug walls squeezing him, and absolutely intoxicated from the way you looked as you chased your high. “Oh, fuck, I love you. S-so much.”

Too lost in the feeling, you didn’t fully register his words – or perhaps you did, but they sounded so fitting in this moment, you found nothing weird with them – and, therefore, you were only able to whimper in response, moving your hips against his faster.

“Fuck,” he whispered, half-aware of what he’d just said, but much, much more aware of the way you were clenching around him, and the increasing sound of your breathing as you inched closer to the edge.

“I’m going to—” you got cut off when he brought a hand between you, rubbing fast circles on your clit with the tips of his fingers as you continued to grind your hips against his. “Ah—! Going to—”

“Come for me,” he whispered lowly. “I got you. F-fuck—”

Moaning loudly when the intense wave of pleasure washed over your body, you thrashed in his arms, but Yunhyeong kept a tight grip on you as his fingers continued to work on your clit.

Gasping for air, you dug your fingertips into his skin, feeling so full, so comfortable, so good. Your hips had stilled against his, except for a few sporadic, uncontrollable twitches – that made him see white – as you came down from your high.

“Baby,” he groaned, struggling to hold himself back any longer when your walls continued to squeeze around his length, the feeling so blissful—and so dangerous—he came faster than he would have liked or expected.

Loud groans left his mouth as he thrust into you hard and fast one more time, the sound of your ecstatic whimpers only urging him on. Bottoming out with his final thrust, he emptied himself into the condom with an unintelligible sound, comprised of your name and how good you made him feel.

He was breathless and had to use one of his hands to lean against the wall, so he wouldn’t topple over you or knock you both off the bed – it’d happened before; he was not proud of it – as he tried to return to reality.

You were still recovering, a strange—but not unwelcome—buzzing in your ears from your high. You watched Yunhyeong curse as he thrust into you leisurely a few more times before finally pulling out and letting go of you, albeit very reluctantly.

The two of you stayed still for a second, your bodies still just as close, even if he wasn’t inside of you anymore. And yet even through you were breathing the exact same rhythm, even though your eyes could not look away from each other, cherishing in the afterglow, neither one of you could bring yourselves to kiss the other. Even though you wanted to. Really, really wanted to.

Traces of anxiety were slowly making its’ way to both of your faces. Or, rather, now that you weren’t too focused on something else, you were able to realise that this anxiety had been there from the moment Yunhyeong said those words; you just didn’t want to think about what it meant at the time.

Now, bringing his tongue over his lips, Yunhyeong pulled away from your body first – so he could discard of the condom. When he sat back down on his bed, he no longer lifted his eyes to look at you.

The confession hung heavy in the air as your breathing slowed. He wasn’t sure if he was more scared of you bringing it up, or not bringing it up.

Finally, you exhaled and leaned over the edge of the bed to reach for his discarded duvet. You wrapped it around yourself – not because you were chilly or uncomfortable, but simply because this worked as a sort of shield for when you finally said, “w-we should probably talk about—”

Yunhyeong inhaled so sharply, your sentence faded off in surprise. He got up to put his boxers back on and, taking advantage of the fact that he had his back to you, he replied quietly, “I don’t know what else to add to that.”

Your first – natural, fighting for survival – course of action was an attempt to make light of the situation.

“Was it a spur-of-the-moment kind of thing?” you asked, chuckling nervously. The chuckle was supposed to make this seem even less like a big deal, yet it became the reason why it was suddenly painful for Yunhyeong to turn around and face you again.

“No, I… uh,” he spoke hesitantly. There was really no way back now. “I meant it.”

Your thoughts – usually so long, complicated, and sometimes even difficult to understand – suddenly swarmed in your head in the form of three-word sentences: he meant it. He loved you. That was fine.

Progressing even further, the three-word sentences turned into questions, as your eyes frantically scanned the cheap linoleum flooring in his dorm room: what to say? How to—even—speak?

“Why, um—” you started, clearing your throat when your voice came out unexpectedly groggy. “Why don’t you want to talk about it, then?”

Sighing, Yunhyeong sat down on the bed next to you. “Because I know I ruined everything.”

He hadn’t realised it before – probably because he could always see clearer when you were with him – but it was actually surprisingly dim in his room. He’d closed the curtains after you came over, hiding you two from the afternoon sun and the campus outside. But it had gotten significantly darker now.

He was grateful for that. His face felt too warm and there was only so much of this warmth that he could blame on your previous activity – clearly, he had never been embarrassed after having sex with you, so this wouldn’t work here.

“You… didn’t ruin anything,” you said finally, but a full minute had passed before you spoke and Yunhyeong had already convinced himself that he was right. He’d inserted the finishing nails into the coffin of your friendship.

“I know we’d only agreed on sex, but I—you… well, this happened,” he continued, not sure why his words sounded like an excuse – and a very poor one, at that. He tried again, “I’m—”

The door of his room suddenly opened – so quickly, it nearly got thrown off the hinges – and both of you jumped in surprise.

“Thank fuck you’re home,” Yunhyeong’s roommate was saying – he was drenched; it was probably raining outside – as he tossed his head back to throw the hood of his sweatshirt off his head. When he lowered his face, his eyes widened in surprise at the sight of you two. “Shit. I’m sorry. I’ll leave.”

The boy didn’t give Yunhyeong a single second to come up with an excuse. He backed out of the room as quickly as he came in—barged in, really; even if this was, technically his room, too—closing the door behind him.

Yunhyeong hid his face behind his hands, standing up. “Well, fuck.”

The look on his roommate’s face as he backed out of the room – the relief to be home immediately replaced by downright terror – and Yunhyeong’s distressed reaction had you biting your lip to resist laughing, even despite the tension from the conversation you’d been having before you got interrupted.

“It’s okay!” you called out, hoping his roommate was close enough to the door to hear it. You doubted it, though. So, tossing the duvet off, you reached for your hoodie and told Yunhyeong, “I’m leaving.”

That sounded awfully final to him. In the ten seconds that it took for you to pull your hoodie over your head, Yunhyeong swore his heart almost stopped five times.

“Y-you are?” he asked, eager to see the look on your face. When your eyes finally met his again, there was nothing out of the ordinary in them – if anything, you seemed calmer now that you were no longer talking about what he’d said.

“Yeah,” you replied, standing up, and fishing your panties out from behind his office chair.

“But it’s raining,” Yunhyeong said lamely, shuffling on his feet as he watched you dress up and found the sight – much to his own confusion – just as tempting as when you were taking your clothes off.

“That’s fine,” you replied, looking for your jeans. Yunhyeong spotted them first, on the floor next to where he was standing, and tossed them to you. “Thanks. I have to get home anyway.”

He tried to remember – struggling, for some reason; despite always claiming that he never forgot a single moment from the days you’d spent together – if you always left in such a hurry, or if today was an exception.

“W-well,” he started, hoping that it would sound less desperate out loud than it did in his head, “can I call you later?”

You gave him an incredulous look as you pulled your jeans up your thighs. “Of course. We have plans for Saturday, remember?”

He did remember. In fact, it was the reason why he was so beside himself with anxiety right now – worried that your future plans were already canceled months into advance.

“We’re still on?” he asked. The fact that he sounded surprised squeezed your heart painfully.

You were glad not to speak of what had happened anymore. In just a few seconds, you had managed to convince yourself that you’d be able to move on from this like it was just a minor misunderstanding. But that was obviously just wishful thinking, brought on by a convenient distraction – Yunhyeong’s roommate, who was likely still waiting outside in the hall.

Regardless, there was nothing else you could say. You needed to clear your head or, actually, do the exact opposite of that and get mind-numbingly drunk.

“Of course we are,” you told Yunhyeong in a light voice – or, what you hoped to be, a light voice.

Wishful thinking or not, you and Yunhyeong had been friends since you started college two and a half years ago. You’d been sleeping together for less, but that wasn’t supposed to bring an end to the friendship part of this arrangement. It couldn’t.

So, you pressed a kiss to his cheek – like you always did – and stepped into your sneakers, leaning down to pull them over your heels.

Yunhyeong watched you smile at him one more time before you left his room – apologizing to his still horrified roommate as you went – and he was glad you didn’t bolt at the first given opportunity, but he still felt uneasy. What happened now? What would he have to do the next time he saw you?

And yet, despite all these questions swimming in his head, Yunhyeong focused on the fact that he would see you again tomorrow. He would see you, and talk to you, and even touch you -- even if it was in passing, when you said hello or when he bought you coffee and handed you the paper cup.

He would see you again, and all the rest didn’t matter much because he loved you, and he considered himself capable of keeping that love in check – or suffocating it altogether if that’s what you would have preferred – so long as he still got to be with you.

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[ikonic-eve]

TENDAE

WARNING:

This story contains of some smut scenes also fluffy cliches. By the way, I'm sorry for the grammars though xo. Wish this story entertain enough to you, let me know if you like it.

Pairings: Bobby x Readers

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

"Hiks...Hikss.."

Bobby glanced over you, who just cried next to him while you watching the whole drama in front of you. Bobby rolled over his eyes, but his lip can't avoid to made a horizontal C by your behavior. He then gave tissue bag to you, so you take it to clean up your snot that flooding over your nose and lips. You slightly wiping your tears even it keeps coming down because you still feel hurt by the drama you have watched right now.

For ten minutes, you and him didn't talking anymore and the drama has ended happily. You wiped your tears, and sighed after feel relieved to saw the ending.

"Look how swollen your eyes right now,"said Bobby to you.

"I know right,"you answered. You sighed again, then hugged your legs and leaned your head on your knee. You closed your eye, still can't get over the feeling you catched from the drama you've watched.

You didn't realized how Bobby watching you right now. Exactly, he just adoring you even your face swollen and red because crying. He staring at you with his amazed gaze, didn't feel bored anymore to see your face. He feel something strange inside his stomatch while he looking at your red face, made him smile spontaneusly. Bobby really enjoyed himself while he seeing your face.

Then you just opened your eyes.

Both your eyes met and locked instantly, and you felt the beats of your heart increased. You didn't know what happened, but you just love to see his eyes that still looking at you. You really love his eyes, that always give the smile whenever you see them. So you keep looking back, let yourself flowed by his peace sight.

But suddenly Bobby just look away.

Bobby stretched his body and yawned afterwards. He took the remote control, and turn off the TV. "Did you feel hungry?"

You nodded. "I wanna ramyun."

Bobby raised his eyebrow. "We already had it on breakfast."

"I don't care,"you said. "I only just want it, because nothing I want to eat right now."

"I don't think the eggs still available there."

"How much you cooked it last time?"

"Mmm.. about four?"

You grinned, when you realized that you and him really such as starving human since morning. "We ate three ramyun.".

"You ate it alone around two."

You smacked his bicep that shown because he just wore white sleeveless t-shirt. "I didn't."

"You did,"tease Bobby. He grinned.

You rolled your eyes. "No. You the last one who ate it."

"I just cleaned the rest,"said Bobby and smirked. "And what I mean the rest is little."

"Shut up,"you said while you lazily standing and streching your arm. You take your unravelly hair and tying it to make a bun. "Come on, let's cook. I'll take the kimchi—"

"Y/N,"suddenly Bobby calling your name. He looked at you seriously. "Are you on your period right now?"

"What?"

You frowned didn't understand what Bobby means, untill your eyes bigger as Bobby pointed out your back with his chin. You instantly touch your butt, and you looked over backward to make sure what's happen.

And you see the kind of red stuff underneath.

"Shit,"you cursed again. You tried to close your back, feel little bit embarassed. "I need to take a bath."

"Yeah, you do,"Bobby look so casual, didn't awkward at all after saw your period. He leaned his back on the couch, yawning again. "Is your pad still available?"

"I don't know. I'll check it out later."

You shake your head and running toward your room to clean up yourself. You hurrily take your clothes off, then go shower yourself. While you just cleaned up your thigh that covered by blood of menstruation, you started to nagging. Oh, so that's why you just got very sensitive since yesterday and your stomatch feels not good either.

How could you forget your schedule actually, Y/N?

After you done, you went out with your towel wrapped your body from breast to thigh. You opened your drawer whereas you placed your stocks of period stuff. But nothing was there. You started to panick, think that you just out of stock.

"Bobby!"

You shouted his name for several times, and he answered gratefully. He opened the door and raised his eyebrow surprisedly. He looked at you that half naked. "Oh, I didn't know that you—"

"My tampon is gone."

"Here,"suddenly Bobby gave the paperbag he brought from outside. "I still don't know which one your favorite but I think you used this?"

You grabbed the paperbag, took out the pack of tampons that Bobby brought. "Oh, God. Blessed to have you here!"

Bobby smile and nodded his head. He then leave you, closed the door to give you some privacy. You feel relieved, because he bought this stuff without any mind initiatively. When you already with your clothes you went out of your room.

"Bobby?"

No one answered.

You walked to family room but nobody was there so you turn back to kitchen. When you came, you could see the back of Bobby's was facing you. You could see his hand was busy to stirred the thing in the pan on the stove. You smiled then pulled the chair near him.

"You really such as boyfriend material,"you praised.

Bobby looked at you, then smile to show his bunny teeth. "Of course I am, lucky you to have me."

You just rolled over your eyes, regretted a little bit after praised your best friend. You just watched him stirring the ramyun, standing independently with one hand on his waist.

"It must be sad to think that someday you're gonna cooked for someone else,"randomly you said your thought.

Bobby sniffed. "Here we go, the drama line."

You laughed little when you heard his sarcasm. "But I'm serious. Who's the lucky girl gonna be later?"

"It's you,"answered Bobby.

You laughed again. "I am, earlier."

Here is. You always avoid the things you know what exactly Bobby meant to. You never give him such a certain response, because you knew how kinda playboy and flirty Bobby is. And you keep the 'play-safe' role just to avoid things you don't want to ruin.

Or maybe you just love him too much that you don't want to lose him because the thing people called relationship or dating stuff.

"The cooking is done!"

Bobby turned his body with a pot on his hand, walking hurrily to the dinning table and placed the pot onto it. You could see the smoke flied freely, and the smell was coming to your nose. Your stomatch had growling when you smell the ramyun, and you quickly take two empty bowls and chopsticks. Bobby sat in front of you, watching you put the ramyun in busily.

"Thanks,"said Bobby when you placed the bowl that filled with ramyun to him. You nodded, and started to eat yours quickly.

"Hmm.. I'm so fuckin hungry,"said you, while you slurping the noodle happily.

After you two finished, you brought the dishes to the sink. You put the plastic glove on your hand, and started to washing. Bobby opened the fridge to take cold mineral water, and poured it to his glass. He then gulped it down, and put the glass to the sink.

"You shouldn't washing right now. Your stomatch must be hurt right now."

You chuckled while you washing the last chopstick. "I'm just on period, not broke my hand, Bobby."

Bobby sighed. "Whatever, but I don't wanna hear any complains after this like everything suck like—"

"Ssshhh, shut up,"you cut his world and laughing because the fact Bobby spitted out is true. Bobby really know how bitchy and also cringey you are when you on period. You took the glove and then sighed happily. "Finally!"

Suddenly you grinned, when the cramp fulfilling your stomatch and your thigh. You touch your stomatch, and moaned. Bobby sighed, knew what happen right now. "I told you."

Before you replied him, Bobby suddenly held you and carried you in bridal-style. "Bobby!"

You just surprised by the way his act, but you hanging your hand on his neck just to make sure you're not gotta fallen. Bobby walked over to the room, close the door, and put you in the bed. You smiled, without let your hand over his neck. "Move."

You shaked your head, grab him tightly so he lost his balance and fell on you. "Y/N—"

You just laughing to see how funny his panicked face right now. Bobby then rolled over so he lying next to you. He then give you the death-glare. "You really—"

"Argh!"

You screamed when you feel the fingers tickling your stomatch, making you laughing so hard. You flinched, move in laughing, tried to hit Bobby. "Stop it! HAHAHAHAHAH! Stop! I'm dying! I'm gonna dying!"

Bobby still tickling you, made you almost die so then you tried to tickling him back but failed. "NO! I GIVE UP! 119 PLEASE!"

Bobby laughing after heard you said that, then he stopped his acted. You two are run of breath, lying calmly. Then you move your head to see him, and you smile.

"It's scared to see you smiled like this when you on period,"said Bobby. "What?"

"Nothing,"then you lied side to face him. You placed your head on his shoulder. You could smell his typical masculine scent upon his skin. It doesn't feel awkward literally yet you feel peace. Then you closed your eyes, calming your soul by his existence. You placed your hand over his chest, feel the hearbeat of his.

"It's beating,"you mumbled randomly.

"Is yours not?"asked Bobby. You chuckled with no reason, don't know why everything so funny right now.

"If the girls know what are we doing right now in my room, they must be mad at me."

"I don't care,"said Bobby shortly. "I think they must know."

"Yeah, if you wanna your best friend die on their hands."

"Haha, no way,"said Bobby as he rolled to you. Now your face was on his chest, you felt his hand on your waist gently. His chain on your head, that he could smell your favorite shampoo. Or maybe his favorite scent of your hair. "Nobody could touch my princess, nobody allowed."

You pinched his hip, make him moaning in awe because it's painful. "It's hurt, Y/N."

You giggled, moved backward so now his position is behind you. You yawning, feel sleepy because you full by the ramyun you ate. You started to close your eyes again, bend your leg to lessed the pain of your stomatch.

"Is it hurt?"

"It's almost hundred time you ask the same question actually."

Bobby called your name with his low voice, made you feel strange but happy at the same time. "I know this is random, but doesn't it strange to have it in yours when you on period?"

"What do you mean by 'it'?"

"Tampon."

"For the first time I used that, I feel like I'm gonna die. It's strange to have a thing in my body for 24 hours. It's stressed me out."

"Why don't you just use pad?"

"It's more frustating. It's harder for me to cleaned it after I used. As I tried tampon, I found it's more efficient for me."

"I don't know why but I regretted to asked you this. I shouldn't know that,"said Bobby, sighed on your head. You lifted your head, look at Bobby under his chin.

"Are you disgusted?"

"No, I'm not. I just can't imagine how hurt it is, but I can't do nothing about it to endure your pain."

"Bobby,"you turn your head so you could see his face in few centimeters. "Why don't you get me pregnant?"

"What?"

You smirked. You really love to tease him, because it's funny to see how surprised he is everytime you said the things like this. "I'm so done to feel this hurt once a month."

His hand was on your waist, then petting your stomatch gently so you feel a little bit good. You feel there is something flying in your stomatch, not sure it caused by cramp or not. You never understand what happen to yourself, or even know what kind of friendship you two had.

Bobby smiled softly while his hand busy petting your stomatch, try to endured the pain you had. Bobby really love this position, because he feel like you already his. He already know what the feeling he had back then but he never try to step forward or make it clear. He just scared that you're gonna rejected him, and you leave him after that.

Someone ever said, you could never being friend forever to opponent sex.

Maybe that's right.

Even Bobby never trying to said his feeling because he really know what are you thinking about him. You always said him such as playboy even fuckboy because Bobby always surrounded by the girls. Bobby really famous when it comes to the girls and there is many girls he dating for. But never long lasting, it always end up when the relationship just 2 days age. Or a week.

So Bobby keep it safe.

Being your best friend. Thanks to destiny that make you and Bobby being friend since childhood because you two are neighbourhood.

"What are we?"

Bobby always asking that question to you, everytime both of you spend the time together like this.

"What's more than best friend?"

You always clearly showed the line, to give him some realization. You and him always do the couple stuff together like cuddle, hugging, etc. But you don't want to involve feelings here because you scared to get hurt by him. So you dcided to being such denial.

"Bobby,"you called him, to make sure he's not sleeping yet. "Is Jennie birthday on sunday?"

"Yes,"replied Bobby, still petting your stomatch. "It's on X ballroom hotel."

"I heard you're gonna perform there?"

"How do you know?"

"Chanwoo said to me earlier,"you grinned.

"That's bastard,"said Bobby. You laughing as you heard him cursed.

"I'll coming."

"Are you serious? You told me before that you don't want to come."

"I will,"you said.

"You can listen my voice on live here, don't need a price to hear it like people do."

"I want to congratulate Jennie, not to see you."

"You mad?"

"No,"you replied him, bothered. "Shut up."

"You do mad."

"I'll kick you if you said that again."

Bobby chuckled again and hug you tightly. You can't breathe by his tight hug, but then Bobby let it go. Bobby still hug you but not tightly yet comfortably. "I'll be here because you sure need something to get on."

"I've been waiting for almost forever to hear you said that. I want ice cream, dude."

"Ten minutes,"then he put his head on yours and you smile so big.

You knew it's sound ridiculous when you and him do this stuff like a couple always do. But here is the concrete proof, you and him lying together on the bed like it was not a big thing. You still not understand if he really loves you or not, so you never asking about it to the point with him. You enjoy the moment with him without questioning, because you scared to be hurt by the fact you don't want to hear.

So you let it keep flowed. You feel grateful at least have the chance to being his best friend, that always be there everytime he needs something. You feel this position enough already, to suport him more and more. Like today, you decided to come to party where your friend is celebrating her birthday in the famous hotel.

""Jennie!"You hugged your friend, touch her back. "Happy birthday."

"Thank you,"said Jennie to you. "Are come here with Bobby?"

You nodded then shrugged your shoulder. "He forced to go along so."

Jennie smile. "I'm still envy to see you have a friend like him, you know."

"What's up!"

"Lisa!"

You and Jennie suddenly cheered up as someone join the conversation. You guys hugged enthusiastically, then took the drink to enjoy the birthday party. You guys looked so pretty in your outfit, shining that make attention to everyone that passed of you. They give you some stare because how interesting your gang right now.

You did not know while you just laughing and smile cheerily someone is watching you from afar, just to make sure you safe. His eyes following where you go, even though his body definitely still in the same spot with his gang that laugh and dumbing each other.

"Tell me who's the girl with Jennie and Rose?"

"Oh-ho, Mino. You want to close with her?"Suddenly Jinhwan laughing when he heard Mino said that.

"Yeah, do you guys know her?"

"You can ask to Bobby,"said Yunhyeong then he look over Bobby that drink calmly while his eye still watching you. "Also you can ask the permission."

Mino raised his eyebrow did not understand what does Yunhyeong meant. So he mocked Bobby. "Do you know her?"

Bobby turned his head to see his hyung. He did not realize his friends just hold their laughter to heard the conversation about. They watching Bobby expression when Mino asked that. "Oh, yeah."

"Can you...?"

"No,"suddenly Bobby said that with smile that show his big teeth. "She's such a breakdown. You're gonna regret it."

Hanbin and Yunhyeong laughing so hard when they heard Bobby said that. The guys already know what kind of Bobby response is if his friends keep asking him to make them close with you. They just love to teasing Bobby.

Bobby doesn't care as everyone keep calling and labelling him as a playboy wannabe in the school. Neither he doesn't give any damn as everyone keep spread the facts how many girls he slept to in school corridor. He just fine with the bad reputation he had.

But it's different when it comes to you.

Nobody would ever dare to touch you even a little bit from your hair since they know who are you for Bobby. Bobby really act different as someone tried to hurt you even bullied you because you really close to him. He ever broke up with the most popular girl in the school after he saw what the girl done to you in the school toilet.

You still remember how scarier Bobby face was, even though he didn't do something rude to the girl but he only look at her with cold gaze. Bobby holding your wet hands by the water they threw up to your body, his grip just too strong because he tried to handle his emotion.

Everyone held their breathe as they saw the girl caught off guard bullied you in the toilet, and Bobby came in with the anger expression you never had. Bobby didn't yelled or slapped his girlfriend. He only came to you, grabbed your hand then he look at the girl.

"Bobby, are you kidding me? Y/N just—"

"We're done."

Bobby cut fhe word coldly, make the girl shocked with mouth widely opened. The girl try to laugh awkwardly. "You must be kidding! We already dating for six months how could you do this do me? Bobby, listen—"

But when he was done, then he really mean it. Bobby take your hand and walk away past her without say anything. You just did not expected Bobby would broke up with the girl he was dating for long time in the first time. Also you feel respected for how gentleman he is, by not doing something rude physically to the girl. Bobby exactly respected women like a gentleman do eventhough he was a playboy though.

"Oh, my God. Isn't it Bobby on the stage right there?"

Suddenly the girls beside you become so loud, pointing the direction. You and your girls friend stop chatting, turn their head to see what the people mean about. As you can see, suddenly the area of surrounded stage just crowded by the girls who crushing over Bobby. They waiting impatiently, screaming enthusiastically to watch their crush singing.

When the instrument start to play, Bobby smiling while he touch the microphone on him. Everyone cheer up when he give a greeting. He smile widely, his bunny teeth showed while he does. "I'm gonna sing the song that I wrote by my own. You guys must be like it because it's first time I sing in public."

"He wrote song?"Lisa looking at you and shake her head proudy. "He really something."

You admit it in your heart, without say it loud to your girl friends. Bobby really different. Genius. Amazing. Bobby look so handsome over there, with black pushed-back hair that exposed his forehead and a piercing on his left corner eyebrow. He even look so flawless with his dark outfit, make him more attractive like he was superstar.

Come on baby, be my instrument tonight

Your line flows down between my fingers

Suddenly, you startled when you hear his husky voice start filled the room. You lifted your head to see him smile confidently, singing in low rhytm that really different from his usual singing style.

I wanna fall into your alluring eyes. I wanna kiss and hug u all night. I wanna smell your scent.

Cozily, just us two; riverview and red wine

Let me be your fireworks all night, paradise in your arms

Bobby sang it dedicatedly for someone. While he had singing the song, his eyes kept looking over the crowd. Trying to find the girl he is writing song for. He really wish the girl he is singing to listen what he is saying through his song. He want you to know how his feeling.

This is your song baby, I wrote it for you baby, I hope it reaches your ears; I pray.

The song reallly did came to your ears, and it made you frozen because you just don't know how to react to this song. You started to feel like this song made by Bobby's feeling for somone. You just standing there, watching how Bobby sing it sweetly, and you feel something flying in your stomatch.

"Let your emotions explode!"

Everyone screaming happily as Bobby scream the chorus, make the party more brightening. Finally Bobby found you in the middle of crowd, standing and looking at him intensely. Bobby can't keep his smile when he knew that you really watching him there.

Light my fuse

Just stay by my side

Close your eyes and come into my arms

Bobby closed his eye while he repeating the chorus, the moments he had with you playing back in his head unstoppable. He still remember how smooth your skin on his fingertips, how soft and good scent your hair is, how warm your hug and how bright his day because your smile. He just can't hold it any longer. He desperately want you so bad but he doesn't want to push you to accept his feeling.

You just same. You standing there with no reaction as your friends did because you have enchanted to see him looked so desperately in love. You just scared your feeling, still denial and didn't allowed your thought to think that this song is for you. You just start to think, and guessing who is the girl gonna Bobby write the song for.

Is it his exes? Or maybe he just getting with someone else right now?

I wanna see you from closer when our lips touch

Wrap your arms around my neck

Let’s swim as we become one

If it's for someone else but why are you thinking the memories you had been with him back then? You laughing yourself in your heart, feel embarassed to think that your playboy best friend do love you like you do. Impossible.

Bobby almost finished his song. The instrument still keep playing, so he take the mic closer to his mouth. He staring you from afar, and his lips start to open.

"A lot of girls might be thinking this song is about them,"he said.

Your eyes meet his when he said that, and you felt your heart suddenly stop beating like its forget how to do the job. But you can't move away your gaze to him, and he still looking at you seriously. "But let's not get confused. This song is for you, best I ever had."

Then he smiled widely, and the crowd cheering so loud. You still there, watching him go down stage and everyone go after him.

"Does he looked at you?"Rose touch your shoulder and she shaked her head disbelief.

"Y/N, he is so fuckin in love with you,"said Lisa.

"I can tell."Agreed Jennie.

You laughing awkwardly, trying to clear up your mind. "I don't think he was looked at me. There is many people here. It's not me."

"Ah, come on, denial girl,"said Lisa while she shake her short hair. "Why you always being ignorant to him?"

"Excuse me,"suddenly Mino appeared next to you. You and your friends look at him directly. You nodded. "Are you from YG School like Jennie?"

"Yes, I am,"you nodded.

"Oh, nice to meet you. I'm Mino, Jennie's cousin."

You give a polite smile and accept his handshake. "Y/N. Nice to meet you too."

"You look so flawless here, and I think I have interest to you. How to get your contact?"

"Oppa, don't you dare to my friend,"Jennie hit Mino slowly. Mino grinned to his cousin, ignored her. Then he grabbed your hand, took the pen from his pocket jacket and started writing something on your palm quickly. In few seconds, you saw a line of number.

"Call me, baby girl?"

You smiled as you see him wink and leave you after give you a kiss on your backhand. Rose and Lisa started to teasing you while Jennie keep cursing his cousin. "So..."

"Do you want to get close with him?"

"Don't let him, Y/N. He such an alligator."

"His vibe remind me of Bobby too,"added Rose.

You shrugged your shoulder. "I don't know. Why don't we get a drink?"

"Y/N, it's twelve. Let's go home."

You turned your head as you heard the familiar voice, saw Bobby behind you. You raised your eyebrow, suddenly you felt your face getting red when you see his eyes with no reason.

"Ah, so sad our time is over, Y/N. See you then,"teased Jennie, smirked when she saw Bobby.

You rolled your eyes when you got teased, while Bobby smile attractively to your friends. Rose and Lisa give a high five to Bobby, give him a warm greet. After congratulated and hugged Jennie, both of you quitted the party. You two walking together left the hotel, with his jacket over your small body.

"Honestly I'm surprised you made it on your own."

Suddenly you broke the cold vibes that wrapped both of you. You watched Bobby walked slowly to balancing your step, yet he didn't said anything.

"Did you gave your number to Mino?"

You raised your eyebrow, realized that Bobby saw it. You smirked, trying to teased him. "Is it problem to gave him my number?"

Bobby looked at you seriously. "He such an playboy, you know."

You laughed. "Then what are you worried about? I've been spent my life with a playboy next to me since I was child. I'm immune already, that thing won't affected me at all."

Bobby chuckled, while watching you started to tied your hair down with the hair-tie you had in. You didn't now realize how bright Bobby's eye while he watched you do the stuff, adoring you like you are the prettiest angel being. Then you looked at Bobby, caught him off-guard watched you.

You two already came in your front house. Bobby came closer to you, that you can smell his perfume. You lifted your head because his height, then he staring at you deeply. So deep that you can't move your body and your eye either. Bobby touched and lifted your chin, then he getting close to you. It's only a few centimeters untill your lips meet, but then you move your head.

"Good night, Bobby,"you whispered suddenly.

You moved far from him, leave him just to avoid him. You just can't let him see how red your face right now and how nervous you are unconditionally. You just want to—

But in the second, you already on his hug and your lip was on his.

You frozen, even did not close your eyes while your lips tied up by his lips and tongue. You could feel how gently his tongue moved inside your mouth, that make your stomatch filled with butterflies.

So good.

Then you closed your eyes, got flowed by his kissing. You could feel his hand pushed your back so you can get closer to him while the other hand push your neck so he can go intense with your lips. You startled when his tongue played over your tongue, tied it down till you lost your breath. You lost your breath, when he let go your lip as he know you need oxygen. He leaned his forehead to yours, his hand cupped your cheek to look at him. Your eyes met his again, and you could feel how warm Bobby's breath on your face.

Bobby touched your nose with his nose. You and him sharing the oxygen, give some strange feeling about how close both your face right now. You felt how warm Bobby's hand on your blushing cheek right now, and how deep Bobby's eye right now.

Before you said anything, Bobby placed his head on your shoulder. You felt ticklish by the way Bobby's breath upon your neck, so warm that give you some goosebumps. Also his hair tip touch your cheek softly that you can smell his hair scent familiarly.

"Y/N,"he called your name so soft almost like he whispered.

You realized how tense your shoulder right now by his acted. You gulped your saliva, trying to calm your feeling right now. You tried to touch Bobby's hair even it's shaking because feel nervous after kissing. Then Bobby lifted his head. He staring at you desperately, but didn't said anything. He just bited his tongue, trying to hold his words after his feeling. You still looked at him, then tried to smile like nothing's happen.

"Go home, your aunty must be at home."

Bobby suddenly smile at you, peacefully. He then pat your head softly, then turn back. You watched him cross the street, open the gate. You two staring from metres away, waving goodbye then come in to your own home. You didn't realize your hair-tie had moved to his wrist, since he was kissed you before. While you two close your own door, both of you just can't handle your smile. Without any reason, you feel your cheek hotter than usual. It must be red right now.

Now you two can't denied it was not only a 'friends' thing you used to do.

It's something special, that you two know what's the thing called about. You can also hear it in the silences.

You're in love.

—To Be Continued—

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Chef’s Kiss

Pairing: Song Yunhyeong x reader

World: Chef’s Kitchen (read HERE)

Genre: roommates au / chef au / suggestive

Warnings: something’s burning and maybe it’s not the food (it’s both desire and the food lol)

A/N: This is a follow up to Chef’s Kitchen. I was disappointed I couldn’t call the first one Chef’s Kiss, as a punny name, because there was no kiss in it! So, I had to write this piece to get my title happiness, haha!

Thanks to @noona-clock​ for requesting the first story (linked above), and to @this-song-thats-only-for-you​ and @jackiejacks923​ for convincing me I needed to write this second part!

Word count: 1325

Food meant something different to you now.

Sure, you had always enjoyed anything delicious and disliked poorly made dishes, and that was still the same. However, you found yourself more disappointed with the meals you scraped together most nights than the ones where Yunhyeong cooked for you now. It made sense, he was a head chef at a popular restaurant in the city and you were without any qualifications. Of course, you could taste a whole lot more in his basic meals, as he referred to them as, compared to your more complicated recipes.

And that was why when he had his next day off that matched yours, you had begged him for cooking lessons.

“Will I ever get you out of a kitchen with me?” he asked with a heavy sigh, though the smile adorning his lips let you know he wasn’t completely put out.

He had made it clear that any time spent with you lately made him happy.

“As your roommate, shouldn’t you feel some sense of responsibility for me?” you questioned, tightening the strap of the apron Yunhyeong had insisted you wear for this. You gave him your best convincing look. “You’re full of information that could help me improve my cooking skills!”

“Are we just roommates?” he murmured and then cleared his throat and gave you a pointed look. “I’m a chef, I don’t like mistakes.”

“So I’ll try my best not to make any,” you answered, trying to simmer down the heat in your face from the first part of his response.

You weren’t sure what you and Yunhyeong had become over the last month. After the first meal you shared, you had since shared three others, all tastier than the last. You had also done other things together, often curling up on the couch and reading books or watching movies together. Grocery shopping now felt like a date for you and for once in your life, you actually were excited for Sunday mornings where you cleaned the house with Yunhyeong.

It definitely felt like you were more than roommates, however, neither of you had made that first move. And although you were desperate to make your dinners alone when Yunhyeong was at work taste better than they were now, you were hopeful that seeing him in his element might give you the surge of confidence to admit that you wanted to date officially.

Or that something would happen today.

“You might hate me after this,” he continued with the forewarning and then sighed. “Which I don’t want.”

“Well, what do you want?” you softly asked and for a moment, Yunhyeong merely stared back at you, soul-searching. Your heart rate increased, and you watched as he moistened his recently chap-sticked lips with his tongue.

“Bell peppers, two of them,” he finally stated and with a languid blink, you snapped out of the shared moment.

“Right, chef.”

Instructions followed regularly thereafter, and you focused on ensuring you did your best at each step along the way. Whilst Yunhyeong was showing you techniques on how to prepare the meal for the freshest flavour, he did make sure you were able to do everything for yourself as well.

And naturally, you were much slower and clumsier in skills. “No, Y/N if you do it like that, you’ll chop your finger instead of the carrot. Here, let me help you.”

Moving in behind you, Yunhyeong placed his hands around yours on the knife and guided the other safely along the carrot. You didn’t think cutting a carrot could feel, well, quite like this.

It was harder to keep your attention on what he was showing you and not on how good he smelt or how warm he felt against you. Blinking rapidly, you cleared your throat which made him stop moving altogether. “I uh, I think I can do it.”

“Right. Yep.”

Awkwardly, you got back to it and finished cutting up the carrot. With a new task, the tension eased off around you and soon you moved onto cooking the meal. Conversation flowed well enough during this time and you even shared a couple of moments of laughter. There was nothing that happened for you to hate Yunhyeong during this lesson. If anything, it had confirmed you liked him a great deal. You were trying to figure out the best moment to tell him this when he held out a spoon towards you.

“As the chef in charge of this meal, you need to try your sauce to make sure it tastes good enough,” he mentioned and you nodded, reaching out to hold onto the spoon over his hand. He watched you intently as you tried to savour the flavour and figure if anything was missing.

When you were done sampling it, you frowned. “It’s missing something but I can’t pinpoint it. Will you try some?”

Taking the spoon and placing some of the sauce on it, you held it out to Yunhyeong, though he didn’t make any movement to take it. Instead, he continued his gaze upon you, unrelenting with the way he soaked you in. You laughed feebly, wiggling the spoon just enough in hopes to garner his attention. “Yunhyeong?”

You vaguely heard the spoon clatter to the ground with how swift Yunhyeong took you in his arms, his mouth moving over yours before you had a chance to even blink. It didn’t take you long to react, however, eyes shutting as your hands wound up his chest to link behind his head, kissing him back with just as much fervour.

You had spent hours thinking about this first kiss and how it would go. Perhaps, you had been naïve to think something soft and sweet led in from a smile would be the most likely option. Much like his food, Yunhyeong had overwhelmed you, now pressing his body flush into yours, wedging you against the countertop. Somewhere, after sucking in a deep breath to continue the next kiss, you had found yourself hoisted up onto the countertop, Yunhyeong stepping in between your legs. And you were certain this moment would have continued, had you not smelt something burning.

Ripping away from the heated embrace, you blinked several times to gather your bearings. Yunhyeong’s eyes were blown with lust and it was evident by how dishevelled he appeared that he had no clue why you had ended the kiss short. You shook his shoulders and then pointed to the stovetop. “It’s burning!”

“What?” Turning his head, he jumped away from you, shutting off the heat and then groaned loudly. “Shit. That wasn’t meant to happen.”

“Which part, the kiss or…?”

Yunhyeong was annoyed by the cooking mishap, but his lips still managed to curl up. “The kiss was definitely meant to happen, though I should have waited until the food was done. We’ll have to start all over.”

“Or we could order in,” you offered, Yunhyeong merely frowning in response. “Less stress or time spent cooking and more time…”

“Kissing?”

“Well, they do say receiving a chef’s kiss is a good thing,” you tempted and once Yunhyeong was satisfied nothing else would interrupt you both, he stepped back in between your legs, hands loosely resting on your hips.

“Is that so?”

You hummed appreciatively and moved so your lips were nearly on his. “Next time, we’ll cook better.”

“I’ll just spoil you and meal prep your dinners before I go to work. It’s the least I can do for you.”

“Because you’re my roommate?” you asked cheekily and he let out a low curse, shaking his head.

“Unless you want me to take that literally and wind up in your bed tonight too, I think we should settle with officially dating.”

You grinned. “Can I get a chef’s kiss to seal the deal?”

With a laugh, Yunhyeong pecked your lips. “The problem isn’t going to be starting. It’s going to be knowing when to stop when it comes to you.”

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The Flight Attendant - Part 4

Genre: Flight Attendant!AU

Pairing: Yunhyeong x You (Female!Reader)

Warnings: None

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6  | Words: 1,968

One Year Later

If Yunhyeong hadn't brought it up during your text conversation this morning, you would have completely forgotten it had been a whole year since you'd started your job as a flight attendant.

But Yunhyeong, being the incredibly thoughtful and considerate person he was, had brought it up. He'd actually remembered the exact date of your first meeting and had told you it was a cause for celebration.

It had been several months since you'd felt that pang of romantic disappointment in your heart... but there it was again. It was hardly noticeable at this point -- thrumming ever so slightly and trying to hide in the deepest corner of your chest, but you were familiar enough with the feeling to recognize it instantly. And Yunhyeong remembering the day the two of you had met was, apparently, enough to trigger it.

To be fair, you couldn't remember the last time one of your friends brought up the fact it was your friend-iversary. And certainly, none of your male friends ever had. One of your closest male friends, Jae, barely ever remembered your birthday. So, the fact that Yunhyeong knew the exact day you had first met was actually a pretty big deal.

If you weren't absolutely, positively sure that Yunhyeong only had friendly feelings for you... his text this morning would make you think otherwise.

But, like I said, it had been several months since you'd wished that were true. You had basically given up on ever becoming more than friends and co-workers -- and that was fine!

Fine!

Totally and utterly, positively, completely fine.

That's what you told yourself, at least, as you typed out a text to him.

I can't believe it's been a whole year 😲

After pressing 'send' on your reply, you closed the lid of your just-barely-full suitcase and zipped it up expertly.

After all, it had been a whole year since you'd been flying all over the country. You were an expert by now! And your flight was leaving in just two hours -- something that would have absolutely terrified you a year ago. But now you could pack, get to the airport, and get onto the plane in an hour and a half, tops.

You were rather impressed with yourself if you were being honest.

When the taxi arrived in front of your apartment building, you quickly slipped into your uniform heels and grabbed the handle of your bag. You waited until you'd slid into the backseat of the car before sliding your phone out of your pocket, a smile coming to your lips when you saw another message from Yunhyeong.

I may have a present for you.

OMG you do not. It's not that big a deal, I don't need a present!

...Well, too late.

YUNHYEONG

...what is it?

You'll get it soon! See ya!!!

You pressed your lips together, keeping in a soft chuckle of amusement so the taxi driver wouldn't get distracted from the road.

You also tamped down a flutter in your heart and stomach so you wouldn't get distracted from... everything. Your upcoming flight, your friendship, acting like a fairly average person and not someone who was stupidly in love with their best work friend.

But then another text message interrupted you, and your insides snuck in about three flutters as you clicked on the notification.

Actually, tell me when you get to the airport. And don't go anywhere until you hear back from me.

Immediately, your forehead wrinkled with slight confusion.

...why

Yunhyeong wasn't really one for surprises -- at least not during the year that you'd known him. He frequently did things for you and even bought small souvenirs for you when he flew to fun places, but they were never a surprise. He always texted you Hey, I made dumpling stew, come over and have some or I saw this pen with your favorite animal character on it so I got it for you.

So, for him to be this covert about something just seemed kind of odd.

I wish I could tell you, but that would absolutely ruin the surprise. And it's a good one, I promise.

I mean... you really had no choice but to trust him. He had never -- not once -- given you any reason not to.

So, trust him you did.

Okay... I will... even though this is very nerve-racking and unlike you...

He simply replied back with three innocent angel emojis, and one corner of your lips quirked up in amusement as you slid your phone back in your bag.

As with any other kind of surprise, you tried to keep your mind off of it for the remainder of the taxi ride.

The soft music on the radio, the passing scenery of the city, the other cars whizzing by you. You attempted to focus on one or more of those things... but the idea of a surprise from Yunhyeong was too novel and, frankly, tempting to not think about it.

And the fact that you were on your way to work? That piqued your curiosity even more. How could this surprise not interfere with your schedule?!

And why would he need to know when you arrived at the airport? Why would he not want you to go anywhere until you heard back from him?

Once you were only about five minutes from the airport, you finally admitted to yourself that you had no earthly clue what this surprise could be. You finally gave up.

The next five minutes were the tensest minutes you could recall in your recent history, and when, at long last, you texted Yunhyeong that you were here, you let out a huge sigh of relief.

He replied less than a minute later, while you still had his conversation open.

Come to Gate B16 and don't you dare look up to see which flight it is.

...Okay, things weren't any clearer.

Why was he telling you to come to a different gate? You'd been assigned to flight 9787 to Chicago, gate A9.

He wanted you to just... not get on that plane? Get on another plane?

You shook your head slightly and clicked on the button to call him rather than reply to him in a text.

"Just do it!" he chuckled as soon as he picked up.

"What is going on?!" you whined, your eyebrows knit together in distress.

"Y/N," Yunhyeong said confidently. "Just trust me. Gate B16. Come straight here."

He hung up before you could point out that he had said 'Come straight here' and not 'Go straight there' which implied that he was currently at gate B16.

...Interesting.

Well, there was nothing much more you could do, was there? After sliding your phone into your bag and letting out a deep, relenting sigh, you took hold of your suitcase handle and headed to the tram for concourse B.

In reality, it took less than ten minutes for you to wait for the tram, board the tram, ride the tram to concourse B, exit the tram, and walk down to gate B16.

But it absolutely did not feel like less than ten minutes! It felt more like ten hours, and your stomach was in anxious knots the entire time.

You walked down the concourse as quickly as you could without actually jogging, your eyes glued to the gate signs as you passed by.

B11... B12... B13... B14...

Looking up ahead, past gate B15, you squinted slightly to try and make out what was listed underneath B16, on the flight information screen.

And when you were able to read it clearly enough... you stopped in your tracks.

Because it said --

"Y/N!" Yunhyeong cheered, suddenly appearing in front of you and taking your suitcase. He also took your elbow gently and led you closer to the gate. "Don't worry, I got your schedule changed and everything worked out. I really wanted to tell you to pack more, but that would've given it away. But there will be plenty of opportunities to shop where we're going!"

"Paris?!" you wheezed, eyes wide as you stumbled along toward the boarding area. If Yunhyeong didn't have a grip on your elbow, you weren't sure you'd be able to move.

Yunhyeong squeezed your elbow a bit, and when you blearily glanced at him, you saw his lips pursed in the most adorable of smug grins.

"I knew that's been on the top of your list for a whole year, so I wanted to make it happen for you," he said.

And, honestly, you had no idea how to respond to that. For maybe the first time in your entire life, you were actually -- quite literally -- speechless.

It wasn't until you'd walked with Yunhyeong through the waiting area, down the connecting ramp, and into the plane that words finally came to you.

"...I --"

Okay, well, one word. And it was barely even a word.

"Are you okay?" Yunhyeong chuckled, finally releasing your arm so he could stow your suitcase up in the very last overhead compartment.

A deep exhale poured through your lips before you replied, "Yes, I just -- I don't know what to -- How? And -- and -- and why? Paris? How?"

"It was fairly easy, actually," he assured you as he hefted your bag up over his head. "I spoke with Liah about it two months ago and she went along with my Top Secret Plan."

So... your supervisor had known about this for two months?! And had put the Chicago flight on your schedule fully aware that you would actually be going to Paris?!

Now you really had to hear his answer for your second question.

"But why?" you asked, the fact that you were utterly dumbfounded still very apparent in your voice.

Yunhyeong closed the overhead compartment and stood up straight, reaching out to put his hands on your shoulders.

Of course, your stomach flipped over, and when he smiled at you it flipped over two more times.

"Because you're my friend!" he told you with a soft laugh, a laugh that clearly stated this was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Yes, but -- but -- Paris! I thought you would make my favorite noodles and pack them in a lunch for me!" And, really, the only reason you thought that was because he'd done it before!

But this was on a whole other level!

Yunhyeong just laughed again, shaking his head slightly as he squeezed your shoulders. "Y/N, you are a flight attendant. You will go to Paris again, more than once."

"Well, yeah, when you put it like that it doesn't sound like a big deal," you sputtered.

"No, no, no, no," he tutted. "It is a big deal, but only because you've wanted to go and now you finally are. And I will take you everywhere, to all of the good places, I promise."

If you continued to be all flabbergasted about this, you would probably just feel silly. Plus, you were fairly certain passengers would start boarding within the next half hour, so you had to get started on your pre-flight duties.

So, you simply let out another sigh, briefly reached up to cover Yunhyeong's hands with yours, and said, "All right, let's do this. Thank you. I can't even begin to express how grateful I am, this is the best present ever."

Yunhyeong's lips spread into a full-on grin, and somehow, you had forgotten just how cute he is when he smiles.

Then, he let go of your shoulders, turned around, and headed back to help unload all of the meals for the flight. When you turned around, you saw three more flight attendants enter the aircraft, so...

It was time to go to Paris, I guess!

Part 5

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Re-Run?

"Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale,

A tale of a fateful trip

That started from this tropic port

Aboard this tiny ship.

The mate was a mighty sailing man,

The skipper brave and sure.

Five passengers set sail that day

For a three hour tour, a three hour tour.

The weather started getting rough,

The tiny ship was tossed,

If not for the courage of the fearless crew

The Minnow would be lost, the Minnow would be lost.

The ship set ground on the shore of this uncharted desert isle

With Gilligan

The Skipper too,

The millionaire and his wife,

The movie star

The Professor and Mary Ann,*

Here on Gilligan's Island"

Why am I up so late?

Watching Gilligan's island?

I'm so tired!

-Now this is the tale of our castaways,

They're here for a long, long time,

They'll have to make the best of things,

It's an uphill climb.

The first mate and his Skipper too,

Will do their very best,

To make the others comfortable,

In their tropic island nest.

No phone, no lights, no motor car,

Not a single luxury,

Like Robinson Crusoe,

It's primitive as can be.

So join us here each week my friend,

You're sure to get a smile,

From seven stranded castaways,

Here on "Gilligan's Isle"-

I can't keep my eyes open, too tired to reach for the remote, this couch is so comfortable.

○

Tina tosses and turns, sleep being disturbed by voices.

Alien voices.

"What the..are they at my door,?"

She grunts in a very disgruntled tone.

Are they arguing?

For fuck sakes?

Why my door?

Slowly regaining facilities, an unknown scent fills the air, it reminds her of a beach.

She tries to focus, reaching for her phone  on her bedside table.

It's not there!

For that matter either is the bedside table!

Senses awaken with  a jolt.

This isn't  her bedroom!

It looks like a hut of some sorts.

Getting out of bed, the mattress, if you can call it that, palm tree branches.

"What the fuck?" 

Sand everywhere!

The voices continue to debate aggressively.

Maybe they have answers she suggests to herself.

Upon exiting the hut, Tina comes face to face with seven angry strangers.

Stopping dead in tracks she stares at them questionably.

"The witch is awake" Jinhwan states.

"What?"

"Who are you? What am I doing here?".

"Good question," replies Donghyuk.

Tina looks around.

"Is this a set?"

"What the fuck" an angry Junhoe imputs.

"I must be dreaming!,".

Hanbin walks towards Tina, slapping her across the face with force.

"Does that feel like a fucking dream?".

Stepping back, "why?".

Deciding she needs to get away from these loonies. Tina runs.

Chanwoo yells, "the witch is escaping".

Run run run, Tina keeps repeating to herself.

Turning she can see them chasing her.

Run run run.

Their voices are getting closer 

Run run run

Tina feels herself falling.

Something  or someone  is holding her ankles.

In the next moment she is eating sand.

"Got you witch" states Bobby.

○

"I am not a witch! Please untie me"

Tina speaks to deaf ears, as they huddle in a circle.

From time to time glancing in her direction.

Yunhyeong, walks towards Tina, checking that the tree vine ropes are holding.

"Break the spell witch!" 

"Spell? You guys abducted me!".

"Abducted you ?" Spits out Hanbin.

"In your dreams" he adds for good measure. 

"That's it, I'm dreaming".

"I fell asleep watching Gilligan's island, that has to be it!". She tells herself.

"You were watching Gilligan's island?" Chanwoo questions.

"Yes".

"We were watching Gilligan's island!".

●

"NOOOOOOOOO"  Tina screams at the top of her lungs.

"This can not be happening!".

Hanbin slaps Tina once more, his hand imprint evident on her cheek.

"Hysterics will not help you witch!

You got us in this mess, get us out" he yells into her face.

Her face throbbing from the slaps she  endured, her body aching from the earlier tackle.

Her mind reels, "fuck I'm stuck on this Island with these sadistic assholes" she mumbles to herself.

"Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!".

[sjbangkonic]

Bond by PenguinLOvers772

iKON fanfiction 

[asemi-permeablepanda]

I LITERALLY SCREAMED BRO

I was just on Amazon browsing and decided to go the the YG like page or whatever on there aND LOOK H A N B I N OT7 Y E S S S. And maybe you're thinking "well the just havent updated it." Anx maybe you're right but LOOK AT THIS

THAT SCUM OF THE EARTH ISNT IN THE BIGBANG PHOTO SOOOOOO😳😳😳

I wanna cry for Hanbin again and I really think I'm about to

[ikonic-eve]

TENDAE

WARNING:

This story mighful contains with smut and fluffy scene. I'm sorry if this story sounds more cringe or whatever you said but I wrote it like this because I got some inspired by some true story (but I wrote it in fluffy way bcs I love fluffy cliches sorry not sorry)

Ps. I'm sorry for the grammars though xo Luv yall.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

"Bobby!"

Suddenly you shouted, when something smell like sweat flopped on your head suddenly. You took it quickly, showed your disgusted face as you realized what the heck is it. You glare at the person who did it to you, while you placed the uniform next to you.

"Don't you see I'm just eating right now?"

"No, you just have eating exactly."Bobby turned his head to your gangs, greeted them once by once. Lisa, Rose and Jennie greeted him back. They now just have watched your drama with him. "Bring it, okay?"

You know what it means. It means you should laundry his uniform for godness sake. You sighed, done with his behavior. "Where are you going? You want to run away again from school, huh?"

Bobby grinned unapologizely to you. He then pat your head, that you could see your favorite black hair-tie is on his wrist. Suddenly he grabbed the pop-candy you sucking right now, then he put it out in his mouth before you protested. "Today's subject must be sucks. See you."

He wink his eye while he feel the candy, going through his friends that already waiting him. He put the bag on his right shoulder, walk casually with his white-shirt and his uniform pant. You watch his back that getting far and far, and find him tossed around his friends.

"I swear your best friend is really hot,"Lisa commented, watching Bobby with her chin on her backhand. "No wonder every girls not mind to open their leg for him."

"Don't tell me you thirsty with him too, Lisa?"Rose rolled her eyes.

"What? I don't steal what my friends have." Lisa glanced to you, smirked.

You laughed. "Nobody own him actually. Go ahead."

Bobby suddenly turn his head, and his eyes looked at you directly. He stared at you with his bunny smile, gave some warmth in your stomatch without reason. He hold the candy stick which appeard from the corner of his mouth playfully, teased you. You just rolled your eyes, give him some of go-fuck-yourself sight.

"I saw your hair-tie on his hand,"said Jennie, smirked.

You raised your eyebrow confusedly while staring at Jennie. "So what?"

"Y/N, don't you know there is a speech that if you wore someone's hair-tie it means you'll be his?"

You suddenly watched Bobby from afar that running his finger along his hair. Your eyes looked at the hair-tie on his wrist directly, stilll can't remember since when the hair-tie is on his wrist. Bobby nodded his head politely to some girls who tried to catch his attention.

You shrugged your shoulder, stood up and brought the wet smelly uniform on your hand carefully. You didn't know while you walked out from cafetaria, Bobby just watched your back and smile softly. Bobby glance over hair-tie on his wrist, his mind flashing back to few days ago.

You and him was lying together on his bed, watching the movie you streamed on his laptop. You just watched the romance drama, did not talking while watching the movie. Suddenly Bobby broke the silence, pointed out the scene.

"Why the girl put her hair-tie down on his wrist?"

You made up your position on his hug comfortably. "She wanted to mark him as hers by put it down there."

"Why don't she just give him some hickeys? It could be the best mark he had."

You glared at him. "This is why some dirty-minded as you will never ever happen to be director romance movie."

Bobby laughed so hard when he heard you commented on his opinion. Suddenly, he watched your hair from his chin. And he realized that you did not tied your hair so he can't found your hair-tie. So he keep the idea, then focused back to the movie with you.

"YO!"

You startled, when you felt the cold touched your cheek sudddenly. You've been in daydreaming since you ride the bus to go home after school finished. No wonder why you being surprised as something cold touch your cheek. You feel like your spirit come back to your body suddenly when you're not ready. You lifted yout head, already to cursed but your eye catched Bobby was standing with your favorite drink on your cheek.

"Bobby!"

Suddenly you hear someone calling his name. Both your head looked at the source, saw the beautiful girl sit down near your seat. She looked at Bobby with her sweet smile. "My next side is empty. Come sit here."

Bobby smiled to the girl who offered him the seat. Here it is what you mean of Bobby such as playboy. He have so many girls fall for him, crushing him. You leaned your back on the chair with no care.

"Thank you,"said Bobby. Suddenly you feel his hand touched your head. "Next time I will."

You frowned, lifted your head to see Bobby. Bobby give you his bunny smile, give you signal to move. You moved aside to give him the seat, then accepted the bottle Bobby offered.

"Why don't you sit with her?"

"I want to sit here,"Bobby take your drink, opened it and drink it anyway. You saw your hair-tie on his wrist, still wondering since when it already on his wrist.

"Hei, wanna go theatre?"

Bobby give back your drink. Suddenly, your memory was playing what's happened last night. You feel your cheek getting hot, so you didn't look back at him.

"What's movie?"

Bobby uphold his body, then he pulled something from his pocket pants. Your eye still landed on his wrist, while you still make a hypotesis maybe he take it when you did it last night. Yes, it must be already happen.

He raised it to you, so you can read the ticket with tittle 'Cruella.' Suddenly you forget your thought as you read the tittle. You look at him with your shining eye, then nodded agreely. "Let's go."

So both of you stopped at halte near from theatre. In theatre, Bobby sat next to you eating popcorn comfortably. You are yawning while commercials are playing before the movie started up, put your head on his shoulder. You could smell his sweat and his masculine scent you love from his body right now. You could feel the moving by his hand that busy put the popcorn to his hungry mouth while your head is on his shoulder.

Slowly the lamps started go off, the diplayed start expanded. Bobby put his head on chair, sit comfortably. You and him then started to focused on movie, without talking anymore.

But after a long time, Bobby whispered. "Her hair so cool. What do you think if I dyed half like that?"

"And you're gonna curled it up?"

"If you don't mind."

"Why do you asking my permission? Do what you want."

"I'll take that as yes."

You sighed but without any reason you can't able to hold your smile. You didn't realize Bobby glance over you, smiling too. Sometimes you and him keep spitting the comment about movie, sometime chuckled together because the small conversation you had, or just sat relax while enjoy the snacks and movie.

"Doesn't it cold?"

Bobby suddenly grabbed your hand, and holding it with his wide palms. You feel warm a little bit by his action, and nodded whil your eyes focusing to the screen. You did not realized for million times, Bobby looking at you unstoppable. He looking at you with his spark in his eyes, as you are the firework shining the whole of darkness of this studio.

Jesus christ, Bobby had fallen too deep with you.

After the movie finished, you guys went home and it's already dusk. You and him walked together after rode the bus to the place where you are living.

"I'm hungry,"said Bobby suddenly.

You looked at him. "Wanna some pizza?"

Bobby looked happy and nodded. "Let's order it and take it home."

"Great idea,"you agreed. You stopped at pizza restaurant, ordered some pizza. While waiting the order finished, you and him watch the outside together. You watched the outside. Suddenly you saw the small raindrops fell down. Again, again and again untill it became the rain. "Woah, it's rain."

Bobby stood up to take the order, then walk to you. "Did you bring umbrella?"

You shaked your head. "Sadly, no."

Bobby grinned. He pulled your hand gently, then opened the door. You could heard how heavy the rain right now. The smell of petrichor greeted your nose gently, give you comfort vibes. You looked at Bobby that smile to you. "Let's run."

"You crazy!"

But afterwards you and him run quickly under rain. Both of you holding hands, laughing so hard until the water come in your mouth. You two run the watery road together, like a reckless child did not care anything. The raindrops hit your face strongly but you didn't care. You and him keep running, laughing unconditionally untill you reached your home.

You two stood up together in the front of house. You tried to find the key home, with shaking hand because the wind touched your skin. "It's so cold!"

Bobby come closer to you, then he touched your pale lip shaking. You could feel his cold finger on your lip, sweep it gently. You watched his soft eye while he looking at your lip. Bobby still touched your lips, but his eye now landed on your eyes. Impatiently, you pull up his head and kissed him.

You closed your eyes, feel the fire burning your lip. Bobby touched your cheek with his hand gently, his lip sucked your lower lip softly. You pull up his hair, tiptoed your feet to reached him more closer. He placed his other hand on your waist to feel your body. You two are wet because the rain but it feel so hot between the two of you.

You feel his tongue on your mouth, checked all of your teeth that made you moaned. Bobby do the kissed intensely, give you some gooseboomps. Bobby sucked your tongue, made you choking by surprised. You moaned again by his kissing skill. It more intense and intense, the way he sucked and tied your tongue, made you melt down and can't stood up normally.

You almost fallen if Bobby not catched you impulsively. Bobby give you time to breathe, so now you two are staring each other desperately. Bobby placed his forehead onto yours, you feel his warm breath upon your lips. You held him by your hand around his neck. Your breast rubbed his chest, while your clothes dripping the water. You stared at him deeply. You could see how burned his eye right now, full of passion.

"Doesn't it feel satisfying to run under the rain?"Bobby whispered.

You smiled and nodded. "Take the responsibility if I got sick because you."

"Come on,"said Bobby when he grinned. "Nobody ever getting sick with me even you"

You rolled your eye sarcastically when you hear him playing the word around. "What a narcissist."

Bobby chuckled when you said it to him right in front of his face. Then you looked at his lips again. Then his eyes. He do the same, hesitationly. Bobby then give you a peck of kiss. "Shall we come in?"

You gave the key home to Bobby, he opened it in few seconds. Both of you came in together then closed the door. Bobby threw the pizza away carelessly. He pushed you on the door, kissed you passionately. You could feel how passionate Bobby kissing you right now, how hard Bobby sucked your lips now. You moaned again, call his name.

After run of breathe, he release your lips. With his husky voice, he looked at you with his smile on his lips.

"Let's eat some pizza."

"Take a shower first,"you said while you checked your hair that wet by the raindrop. "Your clothes is on the right side second place."

"Aye, aye,"said Bobby and he let you go. It's not strange to know that you have much Bobby clothes in your home because Bobby too often almost everyday sleep in your place.

After you've done showering, you saw Bobby sit comfortably on the couch with a slice pizza on his mouth. He already make up his appearance with his black hoodie that he found from your wardrobe. His hair looked semi-wet, fall messly in his forehead. He's look cute right now.

He offered you a slice of pizza with his pizza on his mouth. You sit next to him, accepted his offer and start to bite. "This is the best pizza."

"I know right,"said Bobby, agree with your opinion. "If someday I'll have kids, I'll give them pizza. They must try it."

You chuckled when he said something odd like that. "It's difficult to think you're gonna be a father someday."

"What's make it sound strange?"

"I don't know,"you chew your pizza. "You look so carefree and I don't think you want to have any kid."

"To be honest, I'm scared of them."

"Why?"

"I don't know. Just think like they could broken whenever I touched them."

You took the coke can, and drink it with pleasure. Eat pizza with soda as drinking is such a combination menu from Heaven. Bobby do the same, drink his coke then took another pizza again.

"Y/N.."

You turned your head to him, as you busy chewed the pizza calmly. "Hm?"

"Have you ever fall in love with someone?"

You choked. You hardly trying to gulping your eating, forced it with coke you go drinking so they can in through the throat. "Why suddenly?"

"I don't know what the else we could discussed about,"he shrugged his shoulder.

"But why? I think there is so many thing you want to know about me than—"

"I knew everything about you already."

You stared at him, then drink your coke again. When you licked your lips to feel the waste of taste the Coke, Bobby still looked at you with a grin. "What's the most favorite flavor of popcorn that I like?"

You just asked that randomly, only to tested him. But you raised your eyebrow when you heard what he replied like. "You like an original one, the salty."

You started to analyze what he said. Are you? You frowned your forehead, thinking back. And... after a few seconds you realized that. Yeah, you liked the original popcorn. You prefer it than the caramel one.

"I don't even know what I like until you told me,"you mumbled. Bobby laughing when he heard you said it definitely. "What's the last thing I...hm..."

But Bobby already cut your word when you still thinking to make a question for. "The last thing you studied was physics, the last thing happened that make you really panicked was one week ago when you got on your period. The last thing you ever crying about is—"

You raised both your hands, cut his word. You just still can't get over about the fact how Bobby really know well about you even in the small thing you didn't realize to. Bobby give you his characteristic bunny smile that melt you down.

"I did know everything about you."

"You must be a stalker for the rest of my life,"suddenly you said that with a sigh. "But in another case, I just realized how could be my 18 years old is trapped with you."

"It's more as blessed trap?"Bobby teased you.

"Of course,"you nodded and give him smile. But then your smile gone. "If I was your fans."

Bobby laughed so hard, got the point of what you mean already. You feel your stomatch already full, so you just lied on the couch, close to the pizza box. Bobby still eating, while you just yawning but not sleepy. You just enjoy the moment you had with him, again.

"Bobby.."

"Yeah?"

"I want to know, since when you made the song you sang last night?"

Bobby put the last bite on his mouth. "Hmm...Two month ago."

You look at him, watch his behaviour while he keep eating. It's fun to watch him eating his favorite food, his mouth can't stop to chewing and his eye look so happy everytime he saw the pizza. You hug your knee, made your bare leg showed.

"Actually it's not only a song."

Bobby turned his head to you. He looked at you directly with his smiley eye, give you some butterfly in stomatch. But before you say anything, your phone ringing suddenly. You took the phone, saw the uknown number on the screen. You accept it without any suspicious.

"Hello, babygirl."

You frowned when you hear the familiar voice. Then, you laughed as you remember who is the owner of the voice is. "Hi too...Mino?"

Bobby suddenly stop eating, watching you seriously. Before you answered Mino words, Bobby slightly grab your phone and hang up. You surprised, then tried to take the phone but failed.

"I don't like him."

You raised your eyebrow. "He's your friend."

A few seconds later, you chuckled. He staring at you confusedly, didn't understand what are you laughing about. "You should see your face right now. It's so fun."

Bobby keep silent, did not talking anything. He gave back your phone, feeling sorry after being a childish one. "Sorry."

You giggled. "That's fine. Not a big deal, literally."

You straighten your leg, streching your arm to make you more relax. Bobby leaned his back on the couche casually, with his leg wide open, your knee touched his knee. "Wait a seconds."

Bobby already stood up, walking to his bag. He opened it then took something from it. After found the thing he searched, he raised it so you can see what it is. "Nail polish!"

Bobby walked to you in excitement too. He sat next tou you, your shoulder rubbed against his. You took the black nail polish one, and you looked so happy. Bobby is the same, seemed glad to saw you became excite by his gift. You play the bottle, read the brand. Your eyes bigger, then you give Bobby the shook sight.

"Bobby, this is the expensive one. You crazy."

"I bought it when I ran from the class today,"he grinned, didn't think it's a big problem. "You desperately want it but dont have any time to go shopping, right?"

"Yeah, but well—"

"Take it, princess."

Bobby nodded. You two staring each other. You felt the hearbeat getting increased while he keep staring you, made something fly over in your stomatch strangely. He then smiled softly, so you did nothing but smile back to him. "Of course I would take it, why not."

You grabbed his left hand, then you push his sleeve hoodie to see his hand. You placed the hand onto your thigh, then you opened the nail polish. Bobby sit comfortably beside you, watching you busy with the polish thing. You started do polish on his nail seriously.

"Your hand really big,"you commented on his hand. "Why my hand look so tiny here when it compared to yours."

"Yes, your hand so small,"he started to teased you, smirked.

"Doesn't it ridiculous to think that we are in the same age but you getting taller than me since puberty? Dude, it's not fair."

Bobby chuckled when he heard your mumbling. After you finished, you raised his hand to saw the result. You look satisfied with the result, showed it proudly to him. "Cool."

Bobby nodded, saw the black nail on his left hand. You still looking at his wide hand, then you flip it so now his palm is on top. Bobby watching what are you doing, as you placed your hand on his palm. Now his palm rubbed against yours, because you busy placed the your finger and you shake your head and laughing.

"Look, my fingers only half size of yours."

Bobby laughed too. "Cute."

"Noooo, I hate it."

"What's wrong with it? It looked cute still, though. You're such a witch if you had long finger with this tiny body."

"Don't you just body shamed me, dude?"

Bobby laugh playfully, when he saw you annoyed. Bobby suddenly petting your hair gently, his eyes staring at you peacely. "I just want to say you are cute, Y/N."

You freezed, your mind blank when he said it with his soft low voice. You feel warm and cool at the same time, while he do it to you. You could see your hair-tie on his wrist, made you more insane.

Bobby really lost his mind when he saw your eyes. He drowning in your eyes already, the logic already gone everytime he saw you. He really wished he could say how much he loves you but he can't. He always wanted to but he can't be able to do because his mind always full with the doubt. He scared if he's gonna lose you if he tell you what does he feel about you.

He just feel like he doesn't deserve you. At all.

You saw his face, that really close each other. Then you said it playfully. "Such a bad liar."

Bobby giggled and smiled sweetly to you.

Yes, Y/N. Call him a bad liar, for not able being such a best friend for you. Because he really hungry, he really wanting you so desperstely but it's hard to tell you directly. He wish his kiss would give you some signal but you never responded him anyway.

What are we?

Bobby still wondering himself what kind of relationship he having with you untill now. It feels like you are his family, in the other side his best friend because you knew everything from his bad side and know how to help him covered it. Like a partner in crime.

But... if only a friend with a family bond, then why did you kiss and holding hands like a couple do?

Back in eleven, Bobby found out he fallen in love with you. He did not know since when he loving you, but he realized it as you two are in eleven. Bobby still remember how pretty you were when you running to him trying to catch the basket ball from his hand but failed. Bobby keep teasing you, made you more frustated but laughing as a response.

Before you could beat him, he already threw the ball on the ring accurately. He looked so proud, leave you there with eyes rolling. You were ran of breath, standing in the corner of field watching him play around with his ball.

Bobby ran to you, ran of breath too. He teased you, love to make you annoyed. You really annoyed, so you just replied his teased with your cruel word but he didn't bothered at all. You left him, let him keep teasing beside you.

You tried to found your hair tie, and you tying your hair slowly. The wind blow your hair, make your hair shake a little. You did not realize while you busy tying your hair up, Bobby watching you and he freezed as he saw how beautifull you are as the wind blow his face.

It'a like a slow motion, as you finished your thing then looked at him directly. His eyes met yours, locked each other. And it that time, Bobby almost forgot how to breathe and his heart suddenly hurt. You still looked at him, waiting if Bobby wanted to say something but Bobby still silent.

"Bobby?"

The owner of the name startled when called, reality hitted him back to the real. And Bobby realized even though he still not understand what happen. He already fallen in love with his childhood, without he cant handle.

Years by years, you two enjoyed the time together. You guys spent the time together at same school, so do you when you back to home. You two always together, do everything togetther unseparatedly. You both grown up together, with a more than brother-sister chemistry.

Bobby smiled as his mind flew over to the past. You already finished made his nail ger polished. Suddenly Bobby pull you, make you lost balance and fall on top of him. You smakced his chest because surprised. "You too tough!"

"Sorry,"he grinned and hug your head. You could heard his heartbeat by this position, because your ear is on his chest. You smell his scent that stronger than usual because the soap he used while he take shower here. You tried to positioning your body comfortably, let Bobby do what he want right now.

"Y/N..."

You lifted your head to see him when he mumbling your name. You raised your eyebrow, give him such a smile. Bobby suddenly touch your fallen hair, ran his finger on your hair then placed it behind your ears. You watched his face that looked with mix-feeling while he focused on your hair.

"What do you think of me?"

"Suddenly?"You chuckled when heard the word he said about. You placed your hand on his chest to keep your balance on his stomatch. "You Bobby."

"More specific,"he sighed.

"Brother?"

Ah, here we go again. The status 'more than friends, stronger than brother' you always said to him. You staring his expression right now, seemed confused and disapointed like you used to seen.

"I don't want to lose you,"finally you said that words and kissed his cheek a second.

Bobby could smell your scent when you placed a kiss on his cheeks, also your shampoo because your hair fallen onto his face. Before you tried to stand your body, Bobby pulled your hand and push you so now you and him switched the position. You under him, feel his weigh on your body with his face right in front of your face. You saw his eyes, full with the feelings.

"Y/N, why don't we try?"

"I don't understand what you mean,"you told him with a giggled. You keep your denial acting to avoid his request, trying to not make it a conversation anymore.

In the other side, Bobby looked so hopelessly want to tell you how deep he love you for a long time. He feel sad also lonely as you rejected him with your pretending act as you did not get his point actually. Bobby really hate this relationship, where his position is only such a best friend and brother for you. It's closest position, but not the best position to make your his.

He want to be your partner.

Bobby sighed, then placed his head on your shoulder. Again. He feel the scent on your skin, mixed with his hoodie you wore right now. He really love this scent. He never told you that he loves to see you wear his clothes, so nobody would try to make you being someone's girlfriend by his clothes.

"Let's do it,"suddenly you break the silence.

He lifted his head, staring at you disbelief. "You—"

But you cut his word by your instantly kiss. You push his head onto you, to make you more intense play with his lip. He give the good response, kiss you back and then dominated all of the game again. He kissed you passionately, make your head fuzzy and lightly.

Oh. He almost thought what you mean try is the relationship, while you mean is this pleasure. He laughing pathetically to himself.

Bobby realeased your lips, kiss your chin then go through your neck. You lifted your head, give him some access to running his tongue down there. You pulled up his hair, feel his tongue lick your neck gently. You startled, when Bobby sucked your skin and bite it. After that he give you some licks again then go back to your lips again.

"Does it hurt?"

His husky voice sounds sensual, give you that damn goosebumps. His hand running across your neck, touch the part he bited before.

You shaked your head. "Go ahead."

Bobby kissed you again and again. Too deep, untill you can't handle yourself to stood still. You just feel burned up even sweating because your behavior. His breathe tickles you, give you some butterfly on stomatch. He licked your ear, give you more surprised.

"Hmm...Ah.."

"You like it,"whispered sensually Bobby while he kiss your ear and neck. Bobby's hand touch your breast softly, and squish it. You lifted your head, puffed out your chest by his act. It's feel strange but fun to do. You could feel how Bobby's hand grope it give you some pleasure you had never been before.

You grabbed his hand, drained by your pleasure. Bobby kissed you again, give you double pleasure. While you enjoyed the kiss, you did not realize Bobby's hand now busy to take of your clothes. As he released your kiss, looking down to see your breast with your black bra.

You covered your breast, feel embarassed suddenly because you never showed it to anyone. Bobby grabbed your hand, then he kissed you again. Suddenly Bobby held and carried you in bridal style. He placed you to the bed, then kissed you passionately. Bobby just can't stopped himself to tasted your lips. It's feel like something he addicted to, more than drugs. He keep kissing you, still not enough with your lip. When he took a second to give you breathe, he distancing you and open his hoodie.

You watched him shirtless now, with abs that shaped his stomatch. Your cheek feel hot right now, so you turn your head. Bobby grinned when saw your shy reaction, come over to you. He lifted your chin with his hand, then he dropped the kiss on you once.

He looked at you intensely, made your heart beating faster. Shakingly, you touched his moisted chest. Bobby kissed you more intense. You closed your head, feel warm by his act. His hand running through your neck, rubbed your skin sensually. He hugged you, then unclasped your bra behind your back. After the bra loosen up, he pushed you to lied.

You hugged him, feel your naked breast rubbed his chest. It felt so warm. You two kissed again, not talking anymore but just feel the joy and sweetness over your partner lip. Bobby can't get far away from your lips, it's like he can't let your lip didn't do anything with his mouth. He love to kissed you, made you think is it the way he making love with the girls he banged up to?

Bobby kiss your jawline, then goes to your neck. You could felt his tongue run accross your skin, feel wet and ticklish. He lick some spot then bite it to left a mark. You just moaned and moved a little as a response everytime he bite your neck.

Bobby's hand running through your naked breast, touch your skin overthere. Soft and smooth. He could feel it by his hand, and it really turn him on. He started to squished it gently, make you tensed up for this sin thing.

"Oh!"

Bobby going down, let his lips ran to your boobs. You just lied, don't know what to do while he give you some pleasure by his treats. Before you think, Bobby started to lick your left nipple sensually. You tensed, pulled his wet hair for response and he become high-spiritedly to suck it more. You put your leg around his waist, feel his thing on your thigh.

You feel his warm tongue around your nipples, made you lifted your chest to feel more. Bobby's hand now teased your chest skin, then going down to your waist. You in reflect lift your butt, to give him space to take your bottom right now.

He still play along on your breast, while his hand now touched your inner thigh that cold. He threw your skirt, then he went back to your lips again.

"Bobby— mmmhhhmmm..."

You ran your fingers in his hair, your finger went down on his jaw line. You realized how manly his jaw line is, and you loved it more. Bobby really such an attractive boy that you can't reject anymore. You startled, when you feel something touch your clit in your underwear. You stopped paid back his kiss, your eye bigger when you feel it aroused you. "Bobby...Ah~ Ngghh~"

"It already wet,"he whispered on your eyes seductively. You ears redden when he said that thing, while you looked away. Bobby smirked when he saw you looked away, your cheek blushed.

"Y/N,"he calling your name with his low voice. He took your head, you not able to avoid his sight. You feel his finger penetrated you slowly, made you more tensed up. He kissed you again, to give you some comfortable moment while he keep pull and pushed it on your vagina.

You squeezed his shoulder, while his fingger keep aroused your vagina wall. You feel the sweats dripping upon his skin. The vibes became hotter than before, even raining still not stopped out there. You closed your eyes, your breath more heavier and the moaning keep coming from your lips while you feel his finger penetrate you gently. It's crazy.

How could you feel this way by your friends?

Is it how best friends do?

You tried to not listen what your brain said. You let your heart fight against your brain, break down your logic. You feel his finger more intense, now already two fingers inside.

It's hot. Bobby can't keep away his eye because he adoring your face while you moaning calling his name like this. He watched your body moved sensually while his hands busy pleasuring your underneath. He's serious when he said that you are so sexy and turning him on right now. You such an angel in his eye while you keep enjoy the pleasure.

You already close. You could feel something gathered as one in your center spot, and it feels like its gonna bursted out. You grabbed his hand, squirmed a little. "Stop—there's something will coming. I think I want to pee—Ah!"

He didn't listen, he keep do it harder. You tensed your body when you reached you climax. "BOBBY!"

You squirmed hard when the first climax hits you, made your sight blank suddenly. You keep moaning, feel the pleasure wrapped your body. Bobby pulled out his finger, started to kissed your neck again.

"You liked it?"

You shyly nodded, as his husky voice come to your ears. Bobby laughed, then he kissed you. "You must be tired now because it's your first time. Let's stop here."

You staring at him, not understand what he meant. He stood up from your body, take the blanket to covered your naked body. You lied with the blanket around, watching his back that you can read his tattoo clearly. A few moment later, he took his top and wear it. You watched him, still need the explanation.

"I need to go,"he told you with his calm voice he can. He gave you his bunny smile then go to the door. Then he closed the door, sighed and feel relieved. He standing in the front of the foor, leaned his back on the door. He touched his chest, feel the beat of his heart still fast and he still remember how your hand touch his skin softly. He suddenly feel his face getting warm with no reason, when he remember every inch of your body.

"What the heck, Bobby?"He cursed himself and walk to get out. "You promised to yourself not to touch her like that. Stupid. She's your precious."

He keep mumbling while he walking to his house, blaming everything to himself for losing control. Or maybe, feel embarassed because it's strangely feels like his first time doing this thing. How could you make playboy like him act this way, Y/N?

To Be Continued

[kz-i-co]

Summer Camp: Part III

» Summary: Song tries to drag you out once again but things don't go as planned.

» Pairing: Song Yunhyeong x Reader

» Genre: fluff

» Words: 3.2k

» Part 1 | Part 2

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You pinched the tarantula cage as you marched to the boys cabin. You made sure to get up extra early so you could give Yunhyeong a piece of your mind.

You entered the boys cabin with anger noticing all the boys still fast asleep. Once you opened Yunhyeong's room he was just putting on his shirt.

"Hey." He said with a smile until he saw what you were holding. "Oh right. I'm sorry about that."

"What the fuck." You whispered but the anger was still in your voice.

"It wasn't my idea.......It's in a cage, they wanted to let it out, but Mrs. Nu wouldn't be happy about that."

"So they stole from the science lab. Now you're training criminals." You rolled your eyes.

He took the cage off your hands looking at you with guilt. "I'll talk to them."

Your expression didn't change. "I'll make it up to you I promise." He walked past you into the boys cabin. He blew the whistle startling all the boys awake.

"LISTEN UP! I know you guys have had fun pranking the girls but unfortunately it needs to end." The boys groaned. "The pranks have gotten too out of hand and the owner is not happy. So just enjoy the rest of your summer and maybe instead of teasing the girls, start making friends with them because they're pretty cool once you get to know them."

"Also the last one ready is going to be Counselor (Y/N)'s slave for the rest of the day." Then he left with no response and you followed him awkwardly.

"Yunhyeong What the hell." You said.

"What?"

"My slave? Really?"

"It's funny. I hope it's Youngjun."

"What's with you and that kid?"

"His mom is friends with my mom. I used to babysit the twerp." He laughed. "But anyway....you want to do something later? It's movie night."

"I don't know." You we're unsure. "We will still be on duty."

"Nah. The movie grabs everyone's attention."

"We'll see."

The boys came running out and Youngjun was the first. "Youngjun can you grab my clip board I forgot it." Yunhyeong asked. He ran back inside and came running out a second later. "Oh Youngjun! You're last that means you have to be Counselor (Y/N)'s slave."

"But you asked me to go inside." He whined.

"You could of been a little faster." He smirked.

"Yunhyeong stop." You said as your girls came out.

"Don't worry, she's a softy. She'll go easy on you." He laughed but the poor boy kept whining.

"Hey." He leaned over to talk to Youngjun more quietly, so you couldn't hear what he was saying. The boy grew a smile and ran off to the rest of the boys.

"What did you tell him?" You glared.

"Nothing." He shrugged.

"Alright So you guys are with Mrs. Nu first and please give this back to her." He handed one of the boys the tarantula cage, showing no sigh of fear what's so ever.

....

As you walked the path to the main camp sight, you and Yunhyeong walked a close distance behind the kids. Your sight was all around, looking at the tall trees and the different sight of birds flying from tree to tree, just basically minding your own business until you felt Yunhyeong's hand interlock with yours. You arched your eye brows from the sudden gesture and noticed his eyes on the ground. You couldn't help but blush. He came off so cocky that you couldn't believe it was the same person. He was like a little boy with a crush, being all shy and timid, causing you to bite your lip to prevent from laughing.

"Yunhyeong?" You heard a familiar voice and he dropped your hand quickly.

"Yes ma'am." You saw his mother waiting at the end of the path. "Mrs. Nu will take over from here, I need to see you and Ms (Y/N)."

He nodded and you both followed her. She was intimidating as the boss but was sweet off the job. You figured she wanted to talk about the prank wars but hopefully she'll go soft.

"Sit down." She said once you and Yunhyeong were in her office. She tapped her finger nails across the desk.

"Can I just say it was my idea." Yunhyeong started.

"I'm not mad about the pranks." She started. "Though I better not hear from another staff finding some booby trapped toilet."

"I told the kids to stop." He spoke but the silence in the air was still intimidating.

"Ma'am are we in trouble?" You asked as the curiosity was killing you.

She stopped tapping and interlocked her hands ready to talk. "Jensen saw you two enter the storage room, soak and wet last night."

You took a deep breath trying not to panic.

"What were you two doing in there?" She said stern yet puzzled. "And at a quarter to midnight?"

"We were washing our clothes." He said but his mothers hard expression didn't soften. "We went swimming."

"At midnight?"

"I was dying to go in all day."

"Then go during your break. You have an hour." She said and then looked at you being quiet. "Why drag poor (Y/N) into your mess?"

"I didn't want to go alone." He shrugged.

She sighed leaning back into her chair. "Please no more sneaking around. After hours especially. If something happens to a child in your cabin and you're not there-"

"What's going to happen?" He said cutting her off.

"You never know." She said. "It's just safety precautions."

"I'm sorry. I just wanted to hang out with (Y/N). It's been how long since we've seen each other?"

"I told you Yunhyeong, after 6 you and (Y/N) can go do whatever. Just ask permission first." She started. "I can send you on tank duty every once in a while. Give you some fresh air."

You had no idea what tank duty was but you were intrigued.

"Alright dismissed. No more scaring my night guard." She smiled.

You and Yunhyeong left feeling nervous. "What's tank duty?" You couldn't help but ask.

"We take all the canisters and fill them with gasoline for the golf karts and such."

"I'm sorry I got us in trouble. I didn't know we would get caught." He spoke up.

"It's fine I guess." You smiled. "We just need to be more careful next time."

He smiled at your answer and continued going back to the cafeteria for breakfast.

-

"Let's see if you guys can handle the zombie outbreak course. Muhahah." Yunhyeong said taking the kids to the level 5 obstacle course. You remembered this course when you were younger but you could tell they expanded it and made it more challenging. The theme was ghost busters back then but now zombies were the big thing.

"It was my idea to make it zombies." Yunhyeong could read your unamused expression.

"Of course." You smiled sarcastically. "Where did you buy those cut outs?"

"Different Halloween stores." He said going over to the stereo that was hooked up. As soon as he turned it on a bunch of typical zombie growls started up causing the kids to laugh.

"I'll let you guys try it out once and then we'll do ninja warrior style and see who's the fastest." You hated to say it but Yunhyeong was good at his job. He knew how to entertain kids no doubt. Without him here you would of just told the kids to have fun and be done with it, but he knew what kids liked and knew how to have fun.

You waved your hand in front of your face as the sun was glaring down on the both of you. It was the beginning of July and and one of the most hottest days yet of this summer.

"Over here." He stepped back a few steps to guide you to the shade. "It's not much but at least you won't have to worry about sun burn."

"Yeah. How do you deal with standing in this heat for hours."

"I'm used to it I guess." Then he blew his whistle. "Youngjun......water!"

Youngjun ran over to the cooler and pulled out a water bottle and ran over to you. He got down on his knees and held up the water. "For you, your highness." He spoke causing everyone to laugh.

"Thank you." You took the bottle and smacked Yunhyeong.

"What, he's your slave."

"I feel weird. Make him stop."

"Alright. Youngjun!" The poor kid pulled out a water and brought another one over for Yunhyeong. "Thanks buddy." He high fived him.

"You're gonna get us in trouble again." You mumbled.

"No worries." He smiled not giving you any detail.

"Okay you guys ready for the competition. Winner gets $10 for any junk food you want." Yunhyeong made his way over to the other side of the obstacle course. He had his stop watch and clipboard in hand ready for the competition to start. "We'll have one girl winner and one boy winner. Fair?"

The kids agreed in unison. "Ready.....go!"

You just stayed in your shade watching the competition. "Hey hun, how's it goin?" Esther greeted you.

"Good." You smiled.

"Is Yunhyeong being nice to you?" She asked.

"Yes. More importantly, is he being nice to the kids?" You laughed and she cracked a smiled.

"He's only teasing. Just like his father."

"For you, your majesty." Youngjun gave you your clipboard. "You must have dropped it." Then he ran back over to the rest of the kids.

"He's joking." You laughed nervously from Esthers expression. "I'm gonna use the bathroom." You walked off awkwardly and made your way into the bathroom. You took a piece of paper towel and soaked it in cold water wiping off your excess sweat.

As you grabbed your clipboard, ready to head out again, you noticed a folded piece of paper poking out. You took it out and opened it, fold by fold.

Meet me at Ravens bridge, tonight at 7:00pm.

You blushed reading the note. That was when everyone would be occupied by the movie showing. You were still nervous though. What if someone notices you were gone?

You took a deep breath and left the girls bathroom, heading into a water gun fight.

You were only in there for five minutes.

"There she is!" You heard the kids shouting and sprinted towards you.

"No no no. Stay back!" You ran off but the kids were already squirting you. "It's cold!" You screamed.

You saw Yunhyeong laughing as he was watching the whole thing. You managed to get away and grabbed the hose. You ran up to Yunhyeong and sprayed him in the face. He tried grab the hose from you causing the water to shower over both of you. You could tell the ground was getting all mushy and muddy causing you to slip. He laughed distracting himself, giving you the opening to take back the hose spraying him more. He turned away taking off as the kids followed your lead.

"Get him." They shouted.

"It's time to take the kids to- oh my goodness." The boss shook her head. "It's my fault for hiring a kid to look after kids." She smiled to Esther.

She blew her whistle causing the commotion to stop and you ran over to the side of the building turning off the hose. "Everyone having fun?"

The kids were all quiet.

"Alright. Showers and then cafeteria for dinner.....you two clean up first." She spoke before taking the kids.

You went around grabbing all the water guns and placing them in the cart as he picked up pieces of the obstacle course. The course was all muddy now from all the water.

You wheeled the equipment back into the storage unit. It was where you and Yunhyeong shared a moment last night. The memory just gave you a shiver up your spine.

You heard Yunhyeong sigh then lean against the washing machine.

"Your mom seems pretty mad, you don't think she'll fire us do you?"

"Nah, my mom loves you." He smiled.

"I'm not convinced." You shrugged.

"Don't worry about it. You did nothing wrong." He laughed.

"So about tonight?" He started. "Can I count on you?"

"I don't know." Your tone was conflicted. "We already got busted for last night."

"It won't be after midnight though the movie starts at 6:30. No one will know we're gone."

You pursed your lips. "Okay." You looked down hiding your smile. "You're not gonna murder me are you?"

He arched his eyebrows at your question. "The middle of the woods on the death bridge." You clarified. "It's seems pretty sketchy."

"I told you that bridge is perfectly safe, plus it's our spot."

"Our spot?" You laughed.

"Yeah. Don't you remember? I'm pretty sure I proposed to you on that bridge."

"First of all, we were 9 and second, you pushed me and made me cry and gave me a flower out of guilt."

"But I got down on one knee."

"To tie your shoe."

"Yes technically but I meant it for you." He said causing you to laugh.

"You're such an idiot."

You laughed and looked down remembering you both were covered in mud. "We better go shower."

"Nah, it's a good look for you." He started walking towards the door.

You rolled your eyes and followed him outside.

....

Time was ticking, making you more nervous. It was already 6:15 and the kids were gathering their dinner, getting ready for the movie. How were you gonna sneak away?

"Oh (Y/N) can you fill all the napkin dispensers?"

"Of course." You got up and checked the time. It was 6:25. You went around to each table like you were told as you search around the room for Yunhyeong. He was nowhere in site. Where was he?

"Looking for Song?" You looked behind you startled and saw Jae smiling as he pushed his glasses up in place. "The boss put him on film duty."

"Film duty?" You asked.

"He has to watch the reel in the booth."

"Oh really?" You said trying not to sound disappointed.

"We usually all take turns. It's easy."

"Sucks too be him." You laughed nervously.

Does that mean the meet up is cancelled?

As the movie started you sat bored, chipping the polish off your fingernails. The film was one you watched a million times. Time was ticking once again as you noticed it was only five minutes to 7. What if he got out of it and was already on his way to meet you? You didn't want to stand him up but on the other hand show up being all alone in the woods. You got slowly and looked at the other counselors as you caught their attention.

"Bathroom." You smiled nervously and made your way down the hall. You were about to leave out the door until you saw the door to the projector room.

You entered slowly and saw a grouchy Yunhyeong clicking through his phone. "How dare you stand me up?" You teased.

He sat up staring at you surprised. "I'm sorry (Y/N), my mom is being unbelievable. She caught me trying to sneak out."

"That's ashamed." You said pulling up a chair. "So what were you gonna show me exactly?"

"I had a huge crush on you back when we were 10 and I carved our names in a tree." He blushed. "It's stupid but I just wanted to explain why I was an asshole to you." You couldn't help but giggle.

The movie reached its main menu causing him to get up and activate the laptop. You got up following him seeing a bunch of camp photos placed on the wall.

"I noticed that when I got in here." He laughed and you noticed a photo of the both of you during your crazy paint balloon fight.

"You look the same." You laughed.

"You look the same." He fought back that you couldn't help but blush at his cute pout.

"So about this tree, when can we see it?"

"Are you suggesting we sneak out again?" He smirked by the look of your pleading expression.

"Maybe." You shrugged. "But for now what should we do?" You leaned against the counter.

You grabbed his shirt pulling him closer since he was getting the message and brought your lips to his. He didn't hesitate to kiss you back and he had you sitting back making himself comfortable as you wrapped your legs around his waist.

"You don't think anyone will come in here do you?"

"I hope not." He said already out of breath and returned kissing deeply.

You ran your fingers through the back of his hair as the kiss turned more desperate. He held his hand along your neck for support as he towered over you.

He moved his hips along with yours causing more friction. You couldn't help but moan causing him to pull away and begin down your neck. Your stomach immediately erupted with butterflies. His hand dragged down your side until it laid nicely on your hip. He played with the hem of your shirt, tugging on the material.

The muffled laughter coming from the other room pulled you back to reality. You completely forgot where you even were.

"I think we should call it a night." You began causing him to pull away. "I don't want either of us to get into trouble."

He nodded respectfully and kissed your lips one last time slowly. "I feel like my mom already suspects something." He laughed softly. "She's pretty smart."

"I better get back out there." You began walking but before you could open the door, it opened revealing his mother.

"Oh (Y/N), How are you?"

"Good, I was just-"

"It's okay sweetie, I know you two are friends." She said politely, causing you to be more nervous then before. She definitely knew.

"Yunhyeong when the movie hits 45, we're gonna let the kids have a bathroom break."

"Okay."

"Oh (Y/N)..." You followed her out of the room. "The counselors are handing out water, do you mind helping."

"Of course not."

....

The kids were yawning left and right as you walked them back towards your cabin.

"Sorry about our plan turning to shit." Yunhyeong spoke to you causing some of the kids to turn their heads. "You're 13, I'm sure you've heard that word before.....except Youngjun who is only 10, my apologies."

You couldn't help but giggle as the teasing never got old. "That's okay. You still got another 5 weeks to show me."

"Show you what?" Your conversation became the kids conversation as well.

"The dead body I found in the woods." Yunhyeong spoke before you could.

"Don't tell them that. You'll give them nightmares." You pushed him gently.

"Okay, brush teeth and get to bed." You spoke as you got to your cabin and the kids followed through.

"Maybe not tonight but I'll find a way."

"I'm sure you will." You arched your eyebrows ready to head into your cabin.

"Goodnight (Y/N)."

"Night."