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Accountability

Pairing: Yoo Kihyun x fem reader

Summary: “So,” he sighed, cutting you off again, “am I just a good fuck for you then?”

Warning: Mature! 18+ you have been warned

Genre: Fluffy smut

A/N: Read at your own risk and if you choose to read please feel free to give feedback and request. Also, I did not proofread any of this, I wrote a while back and was reading through my drafts and found this and decided to post it cause, why the fuck not. I miss MONSTA X. I also post with phone wallpapers I made for each storyline, feel free to use them if you like. Please, do enjoy 😊

“What the hell are you doing here?” You asked the man sitting on your couch as you clutched your chest in surprise. You’d just walked in the door, thinking you be able to think about your future.

He sighed and stood up “what do you think,” he started, “I’ve been looking for you everywhere.”

“For what, we’re not a couple, remember?” You cut him off with a scoff.

“All that changed when I found out.” He stated angrily.

“Found out what, Kihyun, we broke it off, a week ago-” You started

“But your pregnant, right.” He stated matter of factly cutting you off.

You froze and stared at him, “How’d I find out?” Kihyun asked the question you were thinking, “this,” he pulled out a positive pregnancy test and tossed it on the table, “I found it in the master bedroom at the condo. I went back to clean things up before selling it. Why didn’t you tell me? I had to search high and low to find you, is this why you wanted to stop? Is this why you broke it off.”

You sighed and dropped your head, “We’re not a couple, this was supposed to be a no strings attached thing. It was an accident, it wasn’t-”

“Accidentally or not,” he cut you off, “I had to find out this way. Why didn’t you tell me-,”

“Tell you for what,” you yelled, “so you can tell me to get rid of it!”

“You know me better than that,” he yelled back, you watched as tears formed in his eyes, “yes, we’ve been fucking for over a year,” a tears slipped from his eyes as he blinked and lowered his voice, “regardless of that, why didn’t you tell me, when you know I’d be glad to have a family.”

“We don’t love each other,” you stated, “we get our fill and go our separate ways.”

“That’s a lie,” he countered, “how many nights did we spend together talking without the sex? Did we not tell secrets?” He was laying down facts.

“It doesn’t matter now,” you replied, “it’s gone.”

“It’s gone?” Kihyun asked, hoping it wasn’t what he thought it was.

“I got rid of it.” You said, “I’m not ready for a kid.”

Kihyun dropped his head and fell silent, he was hurt, but deep down he knew he had to respect your decision because it was your body. He took a deep breath and decided it would be best to just leave. He took a step and almost tripped, you instinctively reached out a hand to catch him, but he snatched away from you and left without saying another word.

This, this thing that you both had was good and bad. You both stumbled upon each other by chance at a very small bar you had begun to frequent, he was alone and you. Both of you shared a drink or two and exchanged stories, which led to sleeping together. Hoping it was a one time thing, you let it go at that. But you ran into each other a few more times and then decided to just use each other as a way to find some relief in this world of madness.

Relief with no string attached, he bought the place and you both paid the extra expenses to keep this good thing going. It was so good it last well over a year. So good that after one night of drinking and talking you both went at each other with no protection. But really, the only thing you lacked, that couples shared was, the dates and introducing each other to your friends and family. Let’s or forget to mention the fact that you only meet up in the late evenings and night. But this was something hidden in plan sight.

You sighed and sat down on your couch and rested your hands in your hair for a brief moment and then reaching out and grabbing the pregnancy test off the table and placing a hand on your stomach. You lied to him, it was still with you, meaning you hadn’t made up your mind on rather or not to keep it or to get rid of it.

Another sigh passed your lips as you put the test down and stood up. This was just too much at one time for you, you were thinking, how’d he find out where you live? Neither of you had ever been to the others house, so how in the fuck did he find you? You abruptly threw the test against the wall in aggravation, shattering it into pieces. With that being enough for the night, you decided to just sleep, sleep would be the best stress relief. But sadly for you it didn’t come so easily.

To be honest, you couldn’t fall asleep properly for a week. And that was because by then you’d started the early symptoms of pregnancy. So that being said you kept it, it became her, your baby had grown to be a year old. But it wasn’t easy, the sleepless nights and constantly feeling like you weren’t a fit mother plagued you some days. But still you toughed it out and held your head up all while working to keep a steady flow of income.

That being said, today was one of those tough days, you had meetings back to back and you’d kept getting calls from your sitter, who kept saying she had to leave. But you had to complete this one last meeting before running off, for the day. It had gotten dark out, one more and your out. You took a deep breath before walking into the conference room, telling yourself it wouldn’t take long. There were only three people, plus you and your two team members and your boss. Easy right?

The moment you turned away from the board to introduce yourself, you froze at the sight of Kihyun sitting at the table glaring at you. Ah fuck, be cool sis. You cleared your throat and started the meeting as if he wasn’t there. It went smoothly because you didn’t look at him because you knew that if you did, you stumble over your words and that wouldn’t be good for anybody.

Once the meeting came to and everyone exited the conference room, spilling out into the hallway. They were conversing while you were trying to get away. The moment you began walking away from the crowd, you felt a light tap on your shoulder. You turned around, it was your sitter, she was frowning.

“Ms. Y/L/N,” she started handing you your little girl who smiled at you, “I’ve called your phone many times and you didn’t answer.”

“I’m sorry,” you apologized, “I’ll pay you extra,” you promised, “I’ve had meetings all day and I left my phone at my desk.” You apologized again after she complained about being late to hang out with her friends. She still agreed to come back the next day to babysit.

You sighed after she left and looked at child with a smile, “Let’s go Ki, mommy misses you.” You tossed her in the air a little making her giggle as if it’s the funny thing in the word. You kissed her cheek and started walking back to your desk to gather your things.

On your way out of the building, you froze at the sight of Kihyun sitting waiting on you. He approached you glancing between you and the child, you knew he wanted an explanation so, you spoke first.

“Let’s go somewhere and talk.” You suggested looking at your baby and then back at him, “it’s a little chilly out here, I don’t want her to get sick.”

Kihyun nodded and followed after you, to a small cafe. He didn’t say anything, he just stared at the little girl with eyes like his. He couldn’t fix his lips to say anything, he felt that he’d cry if he did.

“I’m sorry,” you apologized, “I lied. I was lost and scared. I hurt you and I didn’t even think about your feelings at all. I was being selfish.”

“Why…….why didn’t you call me,” he started slowly, “you-,” he paused and looked away as he took at deep breath to control his emotions, “she looks just like me.” He stated the obvious. His eyes held longing.

You stood up abruptly and placed her in his lap, she immediately smiled at him and started baby babbling to him. A tear escaped his eyes as he finally smiled at his child, he apologized to her for not being there but that wasn’t his fault.

“Hi, I’m your dad.” He spoke softly as a small grin finally graced his face.

She giggled and stood up in his lap, before randomly giving giving him what was meant to be a kiss but ended up being a cheek full of baby drool. Kihyun let out a small yell as shock took over his face.

“You’re feisty.” He said looking at her with wide eyes, holding her a little distance from his face, to keep from her from doing it again, “where do we go from here?” He asked you.

“We can start slow,” you answered, “come and see her whenever you want, just let me know ahead of time.”

He agreed, you both slowly caught up that night, talking mainly about your child. At some point it felt like nothing happened as you two conversed back and forth like old times. Eventually you both parted ways, but he came by every chance he got. He wanted to see her as much as he could. And you, my dear, was fine with that.

A month turned into two and with it, you might as well say you were living together. Because somehow, Kihyun had begun to spend nights and days at your place, going so far as to leave some of his things there. Well ma’am, this was going on the third month, you woke up in a hurry. Both of you did.

Scrabbling to get dressed and ready for work, the sitter would arrive at any minute. You tossed your earrings in your purse as Kihyun fought with his necktie. He swore as you made your way over and helped him quickly. He kissed your cheek and said thanks. You paused after a second to realize what had just transpired. While Kihyun was oblivious to what he’d just done.

You opened your mouth to say something but the front door opened and your sitter walked in. You spoke to her hurriedly, trying to explain to her what was where and why, when Kihyun spoke cutting you off briefly.

“Good morning,” he greeted the sitter as he kissed the top of the babies head, “I’m leaving now honey, I’ll see you later tonight,” he spoke to you, “I’m going to be late, their so much going on. Bye.”

He full on pecked you lips before leaving, you stood there in a little shocked, the sitter grinned thinking it was cute.

“Stop that,” you told her, “we’re not together,” you explained, “what the hell is wrong with him?”

“Nothings wrong with him,” your sitter smirked, “what’s wrong with you?” She pointed and picked up your kid before walking away leaving you a little shook.

The day progressed slowly and as dinner time rolled around, you realized you’d be seeing Kihyun earlier than anticipated because your companies agreed to have a dinner gathering. I mean there was a joint project going on.

But all things were good and dandy as you sat at the large table alone scrolling on your phone looking at cute clothes to order for your baby. The chair beside you slid out and you looked up into Kihyun’s face.

“Oh that adorable.” He pointed out, taking a seat, he himself pulled his phone out to show you something he’d found, “take a look at this one,” he showed you as you leaned over to get a better look, “yellow would be so cute on her right?”

“Yes,” you answered, “adding a little bow would be to die for.” He swiped away from the item and you caught a glimpse of matching family wear. You sighed before speaking, it was just the two of sitting at the table anyway, “Kihyun,” you called his name and he looked at you curiously, “why’d you kiss me this morning?”

He thought for a second, “I don’t remember kissing you.” He honestly replied with a small shake of his head.

You were about to speak but was cut off by the sudden chatter of the others coming to join. You smiled and so did he but he didn’t miss the look of pure annoyance when a guy you work with made an appearance. He wasn’t working on the project so why was he there? To make matters worse, he sat next to you and Kihyun didn’t miss you rolling your eyes and letting out a low huff.

Halfway through dinner, when everyone was talking about dating, for some fucking reason. Your coworkers brought up the fact that you and said annoying coworker were both single. It was as if they were trying to hook you up with him. But as if on cue, Kihyuns coworkers also pointed out him and another guy being single and asked you which of the men you’d pick.

“I have a whole cute little baby girl,” you smartly answered, “I don’t think any one can top that.”

The table erupted with laughter, but the question was reiterated, almost as if they were pressing for an answer. But none came, so everyone went back to chatting about whatever. It was almost over when you let out a small sigh. As you did, Kihyun put his cup down after drinking from it, he got a little food on his sleeve.

Now bitch, as if on instinct, you reached over and started cleaning his sleeve with a paper towel. He smirked as you two started exchanging whispers. You made a remark about your child being clumsy and he giggled before saying that she got it from you. After a small bit of playful back and forth, you felt a tap on your shoulder, with that, your smile dropped as you turned to see what your coworker wanted.

“What’s so funny?” He asked looking between the two of you, “do you two know each other?” He added when he saw the look on both your faces.

“None of your business.” You answered coldly.

He smirked “Don’t be like that Y/N, you know how I feel about you.” He added.

You rolled your eyes, “I’ve told you no multiple times.” You flat out rejected him.

He sighed and went to speak, but you stood up and excused yourself to the restroom. Or more like to get some air, outside you stood taking a deep breath. The sudden presence beside was only one person.

“Are you alright?” Kihyun asked taking in your tired demeanor.

“I’m fine,” You replied, “I just wanna go home to our little cutie.” You looked at him and smiled a little.

“Honey,” he called you sweetly and unknowingly as pulled you into a hug, “the day will be done in no time, it’s almost over.”

“You just did it again.” You remarked pulling away from him.

He looked at you and for a second as shock took over his face, he apologized. Just as he did, your coworker appeared, he completely ignored Kihyun as he spoke directly to you.

“Are you okay,” he asked, “I don’t want anyone bothering the things I like.”

“Funny,” you huffed, “bye.”

You walked away and went back inside, after sometime of drinking a little bit, you could finally go home. But good old Kihyun offered you a ride in his car because, I mean of course you weren’t driving in that state. Him being caring and looking good while he was doing so brought back memories and with memories came feelings….the feelings brought up a flame, that you thought was put out and away. But no, this flame had begun to burn.

So imagine Kihyun’s expression when he tried to get you into his to take you home. You stopped him and pulled him closer by his tie and took a deep breath. Damn he smelled good.

“Y/N,” he bargained, “stop, this isn’t fair.”

“Why not,” you urged as one of your legs slowly moved up and around his waist, “you want it, just as much as I do,” your hand wrapped around his neck, pulling him even closer as you whispered in his ear, “I’ve missed you, I still remember everything about you. Especially your touch, please, burn me up, like only you know how.”

By now, he’d pulled away enough to lock eyes with you. So close to his lips and wanting so bad to taste them, you kissed him gently, but quickly.

“Y/N, you always like to tease,” he stated, by his tone, you knew he had folded, but he was holding back, “now isn’t the place for this.”

You scoffed and pulled away from him, opening the door to the back seat, you pulled him inside like some kind of alluring sagacious succubus. Once the door closed, you climbed on top of him and embraced him in a kiss as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

It didn’t take but a moment for Kihyuns hands to find your bra and undo it. He took off easily as he felt you up and down leaving no parts of you untouched. His hands cup your face he kissed you gently, damn you both were in a trance.

“Why are you doing this to me?” Kihyun muttered pulling away to get some air.

But you didn’t want to breathe, so you instead kissed his neck while his hands played in your hair. You began began to grind on him, feeling how hard he was through his pants, that had long since become uncomfortably tight. You wanted it, you wanted to feel him and experience his sinfulness.

You took it upon yourself to pull his member out and push your panties to the side. You slipped down onto him and let out a soft moan and a whimper. Fuck you missed him you thought as you buried your face into his neck again as his hands found your waist. He let out low grunts as you rode him steady and slow.

Damn you hadn’t been this needy in a long ass time. You let out a shaky “fuck,” you were so tight around him as he filled up. Your legs trembled the moment you felt his grip on your waist tighten as he started fucking up into you.

You wanted to let out a loud moan but stopped yourself by covering your mouth, luckily Kihyun pulled you into a kiss and slowed down his pace just in time. Outside, a group of people were walking and stopped at a car nearby.

Kihyun’s hand found the back of neck, he pulled away as he kept bouncing you up and down on his cock slowly as to not draw attention. All the while he’d locked eyes with you. Your face was scrunched up in pure bliss as you bit your bottom lip.

“Don’t make one fucking sound.” Kihyun lowly gritted out, making you take all of him. He kissed you and slapped you cheek before gripping your chin with his free hand, “fuck me,” he demanded, kissing you again, you did but couldn’t take how hard he was, “take all it,” he ordered thrusting into hard making you let out a soft muffled whimper.

You did the best you could, taking all of his stiff cock, he let go of your neck and your head fell backwards. You were about to come, so you put your hand over your mouth to stop the sound from coming out. You couldn’t see where the group of people were standing and they couldn’t see you but by the sound of their voice, they were close.

You legs began to shake and your body began to tremble, you wanted to stop. But Kihyun had other ideas, he again gripped your waist. Holding you in place, he kept thrusting into you hard, deep and slow. Until you creamed on him and your body began to convulse. Tears streamed down your cheeks, you wanted to moan, Kihyun knew that. So he kissed hard and let you go just as the group of people outside began walking away.

As the did, his slow thrust turned into a quick rough fuck that made you moan and grip his shirt for dear life “Take it,” he stated, “look what you made me do,” he gritted fucking you harder.

Kihyun’s grip remained tight as he used one had to rub your clit. He fucked you into another orgasm as he came finally, you panted as you shivered. Kihyun shoved you off of him, out of breath himself. You both fixed yourselves quickly, regardless of how fucked out you were. You stayed in the backseat as Kihyun got into the drivers seat. By his demeanor, you knew this wasn’t over………..

When you woke the next morning, you were baffled as you recounted the events of last night. Finally you sat upright in bed and looked around, why was it so quiet? You hurriedly jumped out of bed and rushed into the living room.

You were meet with the sight of your sitter watching tv on low volume as your baby slept quietly. She looked at you puzzled and confused as to why you woke up distraught and running through your apartment like that. When you asked where Kihyun was, she informed you that he’d left very early as he was the one to call her in so early.

You checked the time, damn it was a little passed nine. Letting out a sigh, you knew you needed to talk to him. So you pulled out your phone and was met with his voicemail. You shot him a text and quickly got dressed for work. You kissed your kid on the way out and made it to work.

You were instantly asked a million questions as to where you disappeared off too and with whom. You managed to lie your way out of the conversations and went right to preparing for the meeting you had later that day.

The time rolled around and you checked your phone for what felt like the millionth time, Kihyun still hadn’t answered or text back. You huffed and cursed at him in your head as you walked into the conference room to girlish giggles and flirting.

You looked up, Kihyun, the culprit of why you had an attitude, was chatting it up with a girl from your department. The stack of files you were holding, somehow managed to slam down on the table loud enough to startle the two.

“What the hell are you doing?” You asked without thinking.

“He was just showing me a cute picture,” she answered, not realizing you were talking to Kihyun, “you want to see?” She offered.

“No thank you.” You declined and plopped down in a seat. She shrugged and went back to gushing and giggling over whatever it was on his phone. With frustration you huffed and went about flipping through files and slamming down paperwork………Bitch don’t be jealous.

“Ms. Y/L/N are you okay?” She asked you full of concern. You went to speak, but someone called her out into the hallway, leaving you and Kihyun alone.

You stared at him as he started flipped through paperwork of his own, almost ignoring your existence. You frowned and huffed and just as you went to start swearing, the annoying guy coworker came into the room. Now it was Kihyun’s turn to get jealous, his was instantly though.

“Y/N,” the guy started sitting on the edge of the table looking down at you, ignoring the fact that Kihyun was in the room, “I was worried last night after you walked away,” you looked at him and it took everything in you not to roll your eyes, “I really like you, please, just go out with me just once.”

From the corner of your eye, you saw the quick look of anger on Kihyun’s face. But you weren’t one to play games. You sighed and stood up finally and took a step back.

“No thank you,” you answered calmly , “I’ve told you, I’m not interested,” you sighed and turned to walk away.

“Y/N,” he called your name as he grabbed your arm. He pulled you closer and began speaking lowly, so Kihyun wouldn’t hear, “I don’t think you understand. Go out with me and I’ll make sure you get a promotion and a raise. Why work hard when you can do it easily.”

This prick, all while speaking had begun snaking an arm around your waist and pulling you even closer, “I mean your really pretty, even with a bastard kid.”

That part, Kihyun heard, the book he was writing in somehow flew across the room and hit the guy in the back of the head. You shoved away from him and slapped him as hard as you could. All of these actions occurred simultaneously and quickly. You wanted to claw his eyes out, but Kihyun wanted him to bleed.

Thankfully what kept him from getting his ass whooped at that very moment was the others coming in, all them being very loud and chatty. Someone asked what was going on, but the guy dismissed himself and returned shortly. You rolled your eyes and sat down, you were pissed and annoyed beyond belief.

Alas the meeting went smoothly, despite the icy look that Kihyun was giving the asshole. It was during this meeting that you learned that he’d be joining the project and that he was paired up to work with you. It was already decided by the higher ups, leaving you no room for any say in the matter.

Two week later with more of Kihyun ignoring you, the only time you saw him was at work and briefly at home. He’d stop by to see y’all’s kid when you were out and then leave, claiming he was too busy to talk.

Adding to the fact that you had to work with the asshole. Whom you kept at arms length at all times, if it wasn’t at work around people or even about work for that matter. You kept interaction with him at bare minimum.

Well bitch, again, another company dinner was planned at you had no choice but to attend. You walked into the restaurant venue and instantly spotted Kihyun sitting at a table with the same woman from the other day, giggling it up.

You walked over and sat down on the other side of him and the moment you did, she got up and left, mumbling something about your attitude being bad lately. Kihyun scrolled through his phone, again ignoring you.

You huffed and tapped his shoulder, “What’s your problem?” You asked when he finally sat his phone down and looked at you.

“Be honest with me Y/N.” He started cutting straight to the point, “what do you see me as.”

“It’s hard to place,” you answered honestly “I couldn’t place my feelings about you into any specific category before.”

“So,” he sighed, cutting you off again, “am I just a good fuck for you then?”

“No, it’s not like that-,” you tried.

“So, you have no emotional attachment to me at all.” He cut you off.

“Kihyun,” you fumed “what do you want me to say? If I don’t see you, I get mad. If you don’t say anything I get worried. I hate seeing you sad and upset! Most importantly, damn it, why are always laughing and talking to her?”

“Why are you upset about it?”

“Because you’re making me feel complicated and fucking confused.” You huffed.

He went to speak but a certain person’s presence stopped him. The prick sat on the other side of you and throughout the entire dinner, you were doing a solid job of ignoring him and not dragging Kihyun out the door to yell at him.

You thought you were completely safe until…..

“Y/N,” a coworker called your name as you sat down your cup after taking a sip of water, you hummed at her in response, “why are you two not dating yet?”

You choked on invisibility because excuse me what the fuck, “I’m fine,” you choked out, “we’ve talked about this already guys.”

Instinctively Kihyun handed you your water and patted your back. He followed up by giving you a paper towel and asking if you were okay. Your coworker pricks hand somehow, someway thought that it would a good idea to put his hand on your leg.

Kihyun had turned his full attention towards the man, while everyone else was conversing oblivious to what was happening. Before you could reach over and shove his hand off, Kihyun did it for you. When your coworker looked in your direction, he was met with a glare Yoo Kihyun.

“Let’s get out of here,” you whispered to Kihyun noting how visibly pissed he was becoming.

It take but a moment to get him outside, the moment you thought you were in the clear, Kihyun went on a full rant.

“Who,” he started passing back and forth in front of you, “who the fuck is he? Huh? What right does he have to touch those legs…..my legs,” he pointed at your legs, and made an up and down motion with his hand “I should’ve punched him in the face instead of throwing a book across the room. Ugh! Also,” he redirected his thoughts towards you, “what are you wearing that skirt anyway, I thought I hid it.”

“You’re the one that hid it,” you cut him off, pointing a finger, “this is one of my favorite skirts.”

“Mines too, that’s why I hid it, you look too damn good in it!” He huffed.

“So, that’s the purpose!” You countered

“To look good for other guys or is it for yourself?” He asked.

“It’s your favorite color, you do the math.” You folded your arms and took a step towards him.

“It’s f-for me,” he stuttered out, lowering his voice the moment you got in his face, “well when you put it that way,” he cleared his throat, “I’m sorry for hiding it.”

You went to speak but was cut off by the sound of your name being called. You took a step back from Kihyun to see who it was. Low and behold it was the prick from work. You both sighed and swore. You told Kihyun not to say a word. But, he can only hold back so much aggression.

“Is he bothering you?” He asked gesturing toward Kihyun, who’s hands were on his hip.

“It’s none of your business, take a hint and leave me alone.”

You took a step and he stopped you, “why are you being difficult?” He asked.

You went to speak, but Kihyun cut in, he looked at your coworker and scoffed “Are you deaf, she said get lost.”

“I think you’re the one who should get lost.” He demanded.

This side of Kihyun, you’d only seen once and you didn’t want to see him like that again. You noted how his ears had begun to turn red. So you grabbed his hand “Nope,” you started, “not today.”

“Baby,” Kihyun started raising his voice a little, “this man, is bothering you and me, at this point-,”

“So what,” you went back at him, “that doesn’t mean start a riot.”

“Says who,” he yelled finally pulling his hand away as he expressed himself, “you can’t stop me.”

“Ummm, Yes I can!” You frowned.

“Ha,” he laughed at you, “how, you can’t even tell Y/baby’s/N to stop throwing her food.”

“Hey,” you yelled back, “she’s stubborn because of you!”

“I’m not stubborn!” He huffed.

“Than what are you being right now?” You asked.

“Being protective over my wife!” He yelled with his whole chest.

“I’m not your wife!” You stated.

“Then marry me already!”

“We’re already married!” You replied

It fell silent as you both registered the entire conversation or argument….

“Y/N, Kihyun…” you heard your names being called and looked up. Both of groups of coworkers all stood there stunned at what they had just heard.

“This is your fault!” You yelled at Kihyun, for no reason.

“How,” he countered, “it’s his fault to sticking his nose in our business.” He pointed.

“That’s bullshit,” you countered, “you’re the one that hid my fucking skirt and gave me the silent treatment for two damn week!”

“Honey,” Kihyun started after sighing again, ignoring everything else you said, “stop swearing, pretty lips shouldn’t curse.”

“These are my lips!”

“But they’re shaped like our little angels.” He stated matter of factly

“What you going to do about it,” you tested his patience like a dumbass, “ass, bitch fuck shit motherfucker!”

He just started at you with a unreadable expression for all of two seconds before you took off running. He called after you, apologized to everyone and then chased you down the street, leaving everyone shocked, speechless and confused…….

No shit, when he finally caught you, you begged for forgiveness as he picked you up and carried you to your apartment and took you to your bedroom. Where, let’s just say, he fixed your potty mouth.

Sometime later you both were sitting in the bathtub. Kihyun was sitting behind playing with you hands, while you rested you head in his chest. It was quiet for a while, then he sighed and you looked up at him.

“This is going to be fun to explain in the morning,” He started.

“Wanna just say we kept it a secret to keep our work separated from our personal lives?” You asked.

“Yeah,” he agreed as you stood up to get out of the tub, “sounds like a good idea.” he added getting out of the tub as well.

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lushta1es0nm3 · 1 month

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Raise your hand if you miss MONSTA X and their shenanigans

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lushta1es0nm3 · 2 months

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Hi do you need a proof reader

Sure why not…. Post slow because I have to go back a re read stuff a million times 😅🥲

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lushta1es0nm3 · 2 months

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Distraction

Pairing: Kim Hingjoong x reader

Summary: “It’s not far that your sitting here feeling like shit, let me help you feel better”

Warning: Mature! 18+ you have been warned

Genre: Fluffy smut

A/N: Read at your own risk and if you choose to read please feel free to give feedback and request. Please enjoy. 😊

You smiled as the room filled with loud cheers and people laughter. This party you attended as a plus one was going well, but being that the place was crowded, you were in desperate need of some air and silence.

That being said, you took that moment as a chance to disappear out into the back yard. Ignoring the cold, it felt good compared to how hot it was inside. A small sigh left your painted red lips as you quickly found a spot to sit down.

Pulling out your phone you checked the time, it was almost 2 am. Damn, good thing tomorrow was the weekend. But still you wanted sleep and fuzzy pajamas over the skin tight dress and heels.

The sound of the door opening and closing quickly but quietly made you look up. The guy who this party was for had stepped outside himself and had yet to notice your presence. By his posture and walk, you could tell he was intoxicated.

You watched as he fumbled to pull out his phone and began making a phone call. Whoever answered it, began swearing and yelling so loud, you could hear it. He swore back at the person and began asking why. Damn sis, he was going through it. He hung up the phone and as he did, he finally looked up and his eyes landed on you.

He became embarrassed but you could see how heartbroken he was as tears slipped from his drunk face. You approached him, disregarding the fact that you didn’t know him. You hugged him and he broke down in tears.

After some time he calmed down, you’d sat him down and at some point you went inside quickly and grabbed some napkins to wipe his face. He spilled his drunken guts, explaining his situation, to a complete stranger and you listened and comforted him. When he was done and a little sober, he thanked you and asked your name, just as the person who brought you called your name.

You exchanged names and numbers. You learned his name was Hongjoong and he waved goodbye as others from inside came out to bring him back inside. All the while, you couldn’t help think, who in their right mind would cheat on him?………

One month later, and here you were again, sitting in bar, your friend thought it’d be a good idea to hangout with Hongjoong and a few other people you met at the party. There were only four of you sitting at the table, chatting and talking. Hongjoong was sitting next you, you’d been texting each other since that night. So you we’re pretty much friends at the moment.

Everything was going well, until, a girl you’d never seen before walked up to the table and tapped him on the shoulder. Everyone grew quiet as the atmosphere began to dim down. You were confused by the sudden shift in mood, you went to ask your friend on the opposite side of you a question but the girl had begun to speak.

“You must be his new girlfriend,” she assumed looking at you with a fake smile, “you moved on quickly didn’t you?” She looked at Hongjoong and her smile dropped.

“Don’t start,” he warned, “just go away.”

“I just wanted to see if you could do better that me, but I see you can’t.” She issued an unnecessary insult.

“Excuse me,” you started with a cold smirk, everyone looked at you, and your friend grabbed you knowing your temper, “you don’t know me,” you went to stand up but your friend was holding you down in your seat.

She scoffed and rolled her eyes at you and then looked back at Hongjoong, who was clenching his jaw in aggravation.

“When you’re done with her, you ca-” She started to offer.

“Just go away,” Hongjoong demanded cutting her off, “I’m surprised you have the nerve to come over here with your bullshit.”

“Are you mad at me because I said something to her?” She scoffed. When no one answered she left as quickly as she came. But the mood was still down, you sighed as your friends decided to dismiss themselves to the restroom. Leaving you and Hongjoong alone.

“Are you okay?” He asked you.

“Why wouldn’t I be okay?” You asked him coolly, “she doesn’t know me.”

A small smile graced his lips at your response, before he could respond. You followed up with a joke or two, causing him to laugh. He called you lame, as you started to banter back and forth.

“Thank you.” He said after some time had passed.

“For what?” You asked confused.

“For distracting me.” He answered.

You giggled at him, brushing it off, but he was serious. You distracted him that night at the party and even over texts from the last month. Now you’d distracted him from the encounter with his ex. Making it seem like it happened days ago, when it fact happened moments ago.

After your friends finally appeared, they were sorta surprised that the mood was light and happy again and so quickly. But no one dwindled on it, after a few more drinks and more talking, it was time to go home. But your friends wanted to keep going so, you split up again. Leaving you alone with Hongjoong.

You guys walked and talked about random stuff, at some point you guys decided to stop at a convenience store to grab a quick to drink and snack to wash down the alcohol. The moment you entered the store though, your smile fell slightly at the sight in front of you. His ex was there, with some dude.

Hongjoong looked over at what you were looking at, you thought he’d stop smiling but, he didn’t. He kept on talking and smiling as if she wasn’t there. You’re ass seeming concerned but knowing better than to ask, you followed him over to the drinks.

As he was asking what would be better juice or water, she began to walking around the aisle like she was looking for something. This bitch had some serious ego to do this. Hongjoong called your name and you looked at him.

“I’ll take a water,” you answered, “I’m too thirsty for juice.”

“What about chips?” He asked as he grabbed both your beverages out of the cooler.

“Whatever you like is fine,” you answered returning the smile he was giving you.

Now bitch, this man took that as an opportunity to give you brief peck on the lips. To say you were stunned would be an understatement. Your hand flew to your lips as you stared at him red faced and shook. Very much taken very far aback.

“I’m sorry, baby” He apologized, “I was distracted and I couldn’t help it.”

You blinked and spoke without thinking, “You know a voicemail would’ve been a nice warning.” You stated as you gave him the skeptical side eye and followed behind him as he walked to the register.

You went to pull out your wallet but, Miss. Ma’am, he stopped you and paid for everything quickly. He then took your hand, causing you to look at him wide eyed as he pulled you out of the store with him. Leaving his ex standing there looking as foolish as her ego.

Once outside, you pulled away and stared at him for a second before you started hitting him, he began dodging you and running. All the while you were telling him off for not asking before using you in his little plan to make his ex feel small. He kept saying he was sorry, but you were on his ass like rain. Chasing and running around made you tired as fuck, but it was a good thing you made it to your destination.

Walking inside your small apartment, you flipped on lights out of breathe and sat down on the floor by the couch. Hongjoong followed suit, sitting on the floor beside you. It was quiet for a second, you looked over at him as he locked eyes with you. Not a second later you jumped onto him, but to no avail, he’d grabbed your wrist as he fell backwards, laughing at you the entire time.

“I said I was sorry!” He protested laughing at your attempts to try and kick his ass.

“No you’re not, next time warn me before using me like that! You did it on purpose!” You fussed as you freed one of your wrist. You managed to hit him one time but didn’t get any further because he started tickling you, causing you to cry out in laughter as you attempted to stop him.

Eventually you begged for mercy, promising to give up. Out of energy, you let go of all your weight on him, laying on his chest. A moment later and you felt his body shake a little. He was quietly sobbing, again. But you could understand, they’d been together for a long time and she’d been playing behind his back the entire time.

You sat up, straddling him now and wiped his face. He covered his face in attempt to hide how pathetic he felt, but you, for some god forsaken reason, pulled his hands away and kissed him. While placing his hands on your waist, he kissed you back surprisingly. Pulling away, you stayed inches away from his face, the tips of your noses touched.

“I’m sorry,” Hongjoong apologized, “this is the second time I’ve cried in front of you.”

“It’s okay,” you whispered as he pecked your lips, “I don’t mind, remember, I’m a distraction, use me to feel better.”

“That’s not fair to you.” He replied seriously finally looking at you.

“It also isn’t fair for you to be here feeling like shit while she’s fucking off.” You reasoned, “besides, I don’t mind being a distraction.”

You kissed him again and brushed the few remaining tears from his eyes. Truthfully, you’d gotten to know him with the last two months of meeting and since then, you’d grown to care for him deeply as a person. His sadness hurt you more than it should, but no one knew that.

“Y/N,” Hongjoong sighed breaking away from you and sitting up now, with you still straddling his lap, “stop, distraction or not, what about after?”

“Don’t worry about after, ” you replied flat out as you pulled your shirt over your head, “don’t think,” you placed your arms around his neck, “I just want you to feel good.”

He searched your eyes for any sign of uncertainty and found none. But what he did find was the fact that you indeed looked hot and fuckable at the moment. Your pretty lips, that he couldn’t resist earlier were moving, what they were saying was unbeknownst to him.

Hongjoong abruptly cupped your cheeks in his large hands and kissed you, finally caving in to his body’s reaction towards you. You both became quickly entangled in the moment of pure arousal. His hands wondered about, aimlessly and now needy his felt up your curves, loving your soft and smooth flesh.

Your hand made contact with his belt as you fumbled to find your way into his pants. His cock throbbing as you freed it, rubbing your palm against it, Hongjoong let out a breath a shaky breath as he pulled away from you.

He went for your chest and neck, kissing them eagerly as you rubbed his cock at an even pace. Fully into it now Hongjoong breath was shaky to stifle his moans as his stomach clenched up. But the moment you started to go down on him he stopped you.

“No,” he voiced, pulling you back up, from your kissing his stomach and chest, “these,” he gripped your chin and brushed his thumb across your lip, “are not make for that.”

Hongjoong kissed you again, but briefly and pulled away, “Just rub me,” he urged placing your hand right back onto his hard cock, “if you’re going to be a distraction, than do what I say.”

“Then that would make me your toy.” You commented as he kissed your neck.

He pulled away and looked at you finally with hooded eyes, “Isn’t that what you want?” He asked.

You scoffed and smirked at him as you began rubbing him and kissing him………..

How interesting, he didn’t want to take advantage of you. But you so openly offered yourself to him and once the wheels started turning, he’d become somewhat different. And that was a low key hot. A few months came and went, for the most part, it was as if nothing happened. But every now and again, you’d find yourself lip locked with him when you were alone. Or you’d both be helping the other ride the wave of bliss.

So, that being said, here you were, minding your own business when, you bumped into her. You didn’t see her, but she saw you. Coming out of a coffee shop, too busy on your phone texting your boss that you’d finished running the errand he sent you on and that you were headed back.

She stopped you by stepping in way, blocking your path and you looked up. Confused, you looked her up and down and tried to step around her but she wouldn’t move.

“How are you,” she started folding her arms, “are you still sleeping with him?”

You huffed and rolled your eyes, “Find something important to do.” You sighed.

“This is important,” she smirked.

“Look what I do has nothing to do with you. I don’t even know you.” You explained not in the mood.

“But your sleeping with my boyfriend.” She blurted out.

Your jaw dropped, the audacity, “You don’t have a boyfriend. Remember, you did a lot of dirt. And honestly, who I’m sleeping with is none of your business.”

She scoffed and pulled out her phone, playing video of you sitting in Hongjoong’s lap topless making out. You were shook, but said nothing and showed no emotion towards the video. As she spoke again.

“He sent this to me a while ago, technically we weren’t broken up when he sent me this.” She commented.

You smiled, “Is that so, good for you, I’ve got some work to do, so goodbye.” You shoved passed her finally.

You went back to work, but you couldn’t help but wonder how and when did Hongjoong take such an illustrious video. You thought about it so hard that you managed to come up with a when. That time you were going to town on his neck, his phone had rung, he didn’t answer, but you remembered him swearing and being on his phone for a few moments before putting it away.

The encounter with Hongjoong’s ex was long since gone from your mind. Like bitch you literally forgot about it, because low key, you just didn’t care. Sitting outside on a park bench with friends was fine and dandy, it was something like a picnic with friends but at night. One of your friends brought a guy who looked somewhat familiar.

He introduced himself to everyone, smiling as he did, his eyes stayed on you longer than necessary. You brushed it off as nothing and kept talking to your friends. Everything was going fine when Hongjoong finally showed up. He apologized for being late but no one was holding it against him. New guy was talking to you, trying to get to know you, Hongjoong sat on the opposite side of you.

You gave him a glance and went back to answering the question. A few minutes later, the new guy asked you if you were interested in dating him. You giggled thinking it was a joke, Hongjoong, who was talking to someone else, placed a hand on your lower back. He wasn’t paying attention to his actions, maybe it was because he felt comfortable next to you. Or maybe it was the drinks, either way you made no moves to remove his hand.

The guy seemed to notice and asked you were dating anyone and you replied no with a smile. As more time progressed, you’d eventually lend back an onto Hongjoong’s chest. At some point he was sitting behind you. He didn’t budge or make any moves to stop you as he ate chips, at some point he feed you one as everyone lay listening to a story being told by a friend.

Someone spotted a group walking towards your groups little late night picnic session. It was Miss. ma’am and her crew of three other girls. You nor Hongjoong were paying attention, because he thought it be a good idea to flick your forehead causing you to silently bicker with him. But the moment his name was called, you both looked up curiously.

“Damn, it’s like that?” Some one asked.

You both looked confused as fuck, not realizing what you both were doing. His ex and her crew were conversing with the new guy and someone else as to why she wasn’t welcome. She wasn’t taking a hint, she wanted drama. But she wasn’t getting any, as Hongjoong was to engrossed and distracted, he picking at you.

You heard both your names being called, just as Hongjoong had begun playing with your hands. Finally you the two of you looked up.

“Sooo,” one of them started, “are you guys dating, because that looks like flirting.”

“No!” You both answers at the same time, in the same tone.

Looking around, you realized you’d been caught. The look you both received made you swear inwardly as you stood up, “it’s not like that,” you explained, “we’re just friend.”

“Ha,” his ex started outing your business and brought up the video.

Hongjoong finally stood up and pulled you up from the ground, he dusted himself off and while everyone was looking the other way, he pulled you along with him swiftly without being noticed. A few blocks later and you were in his apartment, backed up against the front door with him eating at your neck.

Both your phones rang after some time of making out, the constant ringing made him huff and answer it. He grabbed your hand and pulled you over to the couch and sat down, pulling you into his lap.

“Hello,” he answered as he gestured for you to continue, you did, you kissed his neck and placed your hands under his shirt, “we left, why?” He answered the questions that were being asked.

“Well,” he continued with a sigh, “I don’t care,” he threw his head back on the back of the couch as you pulled at his pants. He put the phone of speaker and tossed it beside him before pulling his shirt over his head.

“If you guys are seeing each other why didn’t you just come out with it? We brought him here because hook him up with Y/N.”

“Ha,” Hongjoong replied after taking your shirt off and unhooking your bra, he mumbled that it was his favorite color before speaking out loud enough for them to hear, “that’s cute,” he remarked, “but she’s mine at the moment.”

“What the hell has gotten into both of you?” Your friend chimed in with an attitude.

No answer came, as you’d pulled Hongjoong’s pants down, he cupped your cheek with one hand and felt up your ass with the other. More talking could be heard on the phone, it annoyed Hongjoong, so he let out and exaggerated and irritated huff.

“What we do is none of her business. She came to stir up shit, that’s her problem. Right now I’m busy, have a good life.” He picked up the phone and hung it up, or so he thought. He looked at you as he tossed it to the side, “take it off,” he demanded in a low voice, “stop teasing me.”

You blinked at him, biting your lips, what the actual fuck was going through his head. It made you hot and slightly nervous. Well ma’am, he wanted all of you and he was outright demanding it.

“Do I have to do it for you,” he started again, “do it while I’m asking nicely.”

You hesitated for a brief second before taking off the rest of your clothes, you didn’t realize it, but it was you who hung up the phone finally. And good thing you did, because his next words shook you and made you soaking wet.

“On your knees, now,” he demanded, you obliged, getting down in front of him, watching as he stroked his hard cock and bit his lips while looking down at you from his seated position on the couch, “put that pretty mouth to use,” he stated lowly, putting his tip to your lips, “I’m done playing,” you did as told and took him into your, bobbing your head up and down slowly and wiggling your tongue around. He sucked in a breath and grabbed a handful of your hair, “fuck,” he let out a raspy grunt and thrusted into your mouth a few times before stopping himself when he heard you gagging and struggling to swallow his entire cock.

He pulled himself out of your mouth and brought you up from your knees, “Get up here.” He ordered sliding down enough to bring your folds to his lips. He sat you down onto his mouth and began eating you out and tongue fucking you. Your hips bucked and legs clenched as you grabbed at his hair in an attempt to escape the hot wetness of his mouth.

Hongjoong had other plans though, he held you down with strong arms. You could feel him smirking as he ate away, making you body move on its own. You were riding his face and he was enjoying every bit of it. So much so, that he kept eating until you started to tremble and beg him.

He smacked your ass finally and let you go, laughing at you. Enjoying how hot and turned on you were, he sat back up on the couch and positioned you on to his tip, “Look at you,” he remarked as he slide you down onto him slowly, “slutty just for me,” he kissed you, mixing your taste, “is it too much?” He asked, you shook your head and let out a moan as he finally entered you balls deep, he gripped your ass. Lifting you up and down, looking at you with hooded dark eyes, “he asked you out in front of me. I don’t like sharing Y/N.”

He began fucking into you as you moaned and kissed his neck, “Fuck,” you managed to whimper out, “why didn’t you tell me that? It’s too hard”

“What you don’t like it,” he asked mockingly as he kept thrusting up into you, helping you ride him faster, “you want me to stop?”

“No, I love it, make me cum please” you whimpered as he took one of your breast into his mouth.

Your walls clenched around his throbbing cock, you were close but he pulled out and you nearly cried. He stood up and turned you around, bending you over, he entered from the back and smack your ass hard causing an echo to emit across the room. He thrusted into you deep and slow, while kissing the back of your neck, marking you up and pulling and twisting your nipples.

Without warning, you began to tremble again and shake, you let out a blissful breathy moan as you began to cream. You thought he’d stop, but he did not, Hongjoong thrust became quick and harsh, causing you to loose your breath as he fucked you through you orgasm.

You saw stars and became weak, your head fell backwards, onto his chest and he sat back down with you still on his hard throbbing cock. Hongjoong’s hand found your neck as he squeezed lightly and thrusted into you more. He was coming himself, the tight grip he had on your hips told you so. You squirmed, wanting to escape from this immense pleasure.

Hongjoong grabbed your waist, and bounced you up and down on him. You cried a little from how deep he was, you still tried to escape for a moment to breathe. But that only pissed him off further. He flipped you both over, laying you onto your stomach he entered you again from the back and began pounding into you rough and hard. He held you in place, enjoying how you squirmed about wanting to run, yet you arched your back for more.

He grunted and after a few wild thrust, he began to cum and so did you for the third time. He kept pounding into you until he emptied his entire load in you. You shivered and panted as he pulled out completely, now out of breath. Hongjoong sat down and pulled you into his lap. He lifted your chin and kissed your lips tenderly and smiled at you. Enjoying how fucked out you were.

“All of this is mine,” Hongjoong whispered, “no one else can have any.” He picked you up and carried you to his bedroom, where, let’s just say you didn’t get any rest that night……..

So months later, you’d become a couple, no surprise there. You were outside waiting for Hongjoong to come down so that you could enjoy a quick lunch together. But also talking to a client for your boss, you were in the midst of exchanging contact info. When all of a sudden your phone was pulled out of your hand. You looked up confused, oblivious and ready to fight.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Hongjoong asked as you spun around to look at him.

“I’m working,” you answered taking your phone back and turning back to gentlemen. You apologized to him and quickly finished your conversation before turning back to Hongjoong.

He was staring at you with a blank cold expression. You sighed as you looked up at him, “I’m working,” you explained softly, “that’s a client’s secretary, does it look like I want to wake up the beast?”

He said nothing, for a moment, “I’m going to kick your ass.” He finally stated. Your mouth dropped, “why didn’t you tell me that when you know was coming down?”

“Hey,” you countered, “I wasn’t expecting you to roll up on me like that.”

“Y/N,” Hongjoong started with the icy look

“No,” you gave up and held your hands up, “I’m sorry, you win!”

He smiled and you back up, “That’s bullshit.” You pointed out, “wipe that fake ass smile off your face, it’s scary!”

He shook his head at you still smiling, watching as you backed up. You abruptly decided to run, knowing he was going to chase after you. But that was fine because both of you were giggling and being fluffy as usual.

Thank heavens that you just wanted be a distraction.

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lushta1es0nm3 · 3 months

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Bad Liar

Pairing: Bang Chan x reader

Summary: You can try to hide it, but only for so long. 💋

Warning: Mature! 18+ you have been warned

Genre: Straight up smut

A/N: Read at your own risk and if you choose to read please feel free to give feedback and request. Please enjoy. 😊

“You’re late!”

“I know, I’m sorry.” You replied as you walked into the staff meeting with your head hung low. You were tired and stressed the fuck out, you didn’t sleep well last night and the culprit as to why was standing across the room.

The meeting ended and you were heading out the door, you felt a light tap on your shoulder. You turned and looked Bang Chan in the face. You sighed and rolled your eyes as he smirked, following you out and into the hallway.

“I still don’t like you.” You stated right out.

“Right, keep telling yourself that.” He replied with his hands in his pocket’s looking down at you.

You huffed “Don’t you have practice-”

“I’m done with practice,” he cut you off.

“You’re not spending the night at my house.” You stated with a whisper so no one else could hear.

“You can’t stop me,” he whispered, “Y/B/N gave me the passcode and told me to come over and play whenever I had time.”

You swore calling your brother a little motherfucker before turning to walk away, “Quit looking at my ass.” You commented knowing he was looking.

You succeeded and disappearing from his sight, you could feel his eyes watching. You pulled out your phone sending your brother few choice words. Well, bitch, your brother came to the company a few weeks ago to give you something but he ended running into Bang Chan.

Let’s just say, your kid brother was excited as fuck to meet his idol and invited him over after telling him that you were his sister. Not knowing that you had unsolicited beef with Bang Chan. Imagine your surprise one late night when you stepped out of your bedroom, in your booty shorts, bra-less and in a thin crop top, to get a snack. And the first thing you run into is Bang Chan coming out of the bathroom. The hallway was dark, you’d walked right into him and he caught you……well he accidentally caught a handful of your ass. But nonetheless he caught you, keeping you from falling.

You swung and slapped him thinking it was an intruder because you could hear your brother talking loudly to the game in his room. So it couldn’t be him. Bang Chan let out an ouch and issued a low comment about you being soft but feisty. He knew it was you, and when he said what he said you knew it was him. You found the hallway light and turned it on, being met with the sight of Bang Chan looking you up and down while holding the cheek you just slapped.

“The fuck are you doing here?” You asked.

He was still eyeing you as he explained why and how, he even went so far as to tell you he’d been there multiple times and has caught glimpses of you walking around unaware of his presence. You called him a pervert and he scoffed with a smirk. And further explained that your kid brother told him to ignore you while at home because you always dressed like that and you were either always hiding in room unless it was food related or something serious.

Let’s just say, you burst into your brothers room dragging Bang Chan with you, by his shirt might I add. Your brother threw a pillow at you and said something about clothes when his friends were over. You were confused for a second and was later informed, after much going back and forth between you and your brother that other members hand been over. You instantly kicked Bang Chan out because of the shit eating grin on his face followed by random comments. But that didn’t help anything because now, you’d come home some days and see Bang Chan and/or other members on the couch in the living room watching tv, hanging out or playing video games with your brother.

You gave up on walking around damn near nude, because you never knew who you’d run into. The irony of all of this was that no one knew about the beef between you and Bang Chan. He himself didn’t know why you hated him so much, all he knew was one day, after practicing for hours. You looked at him and said “I don’t like you, I wanna fight, you get on my nerves.”

Confusion over his face as he asked why and your answer “because, I just do. With all due respect fuck you.”

He issued a freaky statement, that made you unconscious blush. Which for the most part didn’t help with shit. It was at that moment, he started doing little things to get your attention and to get on your nerves or he’d say something that would make your face flush crimson, resulting in you flipping him off while telling him he’s not funny or cute.

Your brother was unknowingly helping him achieve that. But that all changed a few nights ago, you came home drunk, Bang Chan was staying the night, it was very late. Your brother told him to stay the night saying you wouldn’t mind, since you knew how hard he worked.

You arrived home, not knowing this and since you were met with silence, you thought you were free to start stripping out of your clothes as you headed to your bedroom. Bang Chan was coming from the kitchen with a snack aiming to get some sleep, when you tossed your shirt down, pants and socks were long gone by now.

Bang Chan called your name with a mouth full of the snack cake he was eating, just as you took off your bra. You turned around and strolled up to him and grabbed his arm. He tried to shove you back but failed the moment you hugged him bra less and looked up at him. He was slightly turned on by this, but he knew you were tipsy and clearly in a in an ‘I don’t give a fuck type of mood.’

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” He questioned trying to keep an unimpressed expression as he took the last bite of the snack cake.

“You,” you replied without a thought, “since I you’ve been coming over here, I can’t stroll around half naked at night. While he’s asleep, nor can I sleep properly knowing you are in here. This is your fault,” your arms made their way around his neck, “come on, I’m tired and your arms look cuddly as fuck.”

“Put on some clothes.” Bang Chan ordered swallowing the cake and raising an eyebrow.

You rolled your eyes, “This is why I wanna fight you,” you commented, “stop looking at me like that.”

He gave you a very confused look, too busy tryna figure out what the fuck you meant. You dragged him to your room and plopped him down on your bed and laid down on him, after pecking his lips. The man was stunned, as you swung your legs around him.

“You are violating me right now Y/N.” He commented.

“You have a hard on,” you blunted out with your eyes closed, “so stop pretending you don’t want to squeeze my ass.”

“You’re a real-,”

You cut him off by placing one of his hands on your ass and shushing him. He grumbled out some words, confused on how to take all of it. But let’s just say, he did a few touches here and a caresses there which lead to Bang Chan spreading you like butter. Morning came and you were alone as you recalled everything you did that night. Mentally kicking your own ass for doing what you did, but the icing on the cake was the picture Bang Chan sent you. It was of you and him cuddled up after. Followed by a video of a make out session. When you finally saw him, screamed at him and tried to make him delete it, but he wasn’t budging.

That was two weeks ago, now whenever he saw you at the company, he’d give you a look and when you were home, he’d pull you into him, intimately and try to kiss you. Succeeding the majority of the time. You still swore up and down that you still didn’t like him.

Today was a rough one, avoiding Mr. Bang Chan was easier said than done. He was constantly teasing you and wherever you thought he wouldn’t be in a place he was there. Only making you think something was really wrong with him, you even slipped up and called him a perverted psycho in front of other staff. He played it off as a joke and they fell for it.

Leaving the company with a sigh, it was getting late you called your kid brother and asked him if he wanted something to eat, but he didn’t answer, meaning he was asleep. You reached into your bag for your headphones, wanting to listen to music on your way home and realized they weren’t there. You quickly recalling where you last used them, you spun on your heels and went back inside. It was quiet, everyone was at home, or so you thought.

You walked into the practice room to retrieve your goods and was meet with Bang Chan practicing the choreography for the next comeback. He instantly spotted you in the large mirror and stopped. He cut the music off and called out to you just as you reached the door to leave.

You turned around and looked at him with a small sigh, he gestured for you to come over to him and you just stared at him. He called your name again telling you to come over. You did, stopping a few feet away from him you asked what he wanted.

He abruptly hugged you, covering you in his sweat. You shrieked and started trying to fight your way out of his arms. After a bit of wrestling, he finally let you go.

“Ban-Christopher,” you cried out, “you fucking stink!”

“Now, you stink too,” he replied laughing at your expression, “I had to mark you before letting you leave.”

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” You aspirated, “marking is fine but not that kind of marking.”

“What kind are you talking about then,” he questioned walking towards you, “this kind?” He grabbed you yet again and picked a spot on your neck and issuing a hickey.

You yelped and squirmed before letting out an unsolicited giggle, “stop Chris, that tickles. You pervert!”

He finally let you go and looked at his handy work with a smirk, “That color suits you love.”

“I’m not your love,” you pointed a finger at him as you rushed over to the giant mirror to assess the damages, “what is wrong you?!”

“I like it, so I marked it.” He shrugged

“I don’t like you.” You replied, you went to turn and look at him in the face. But the moment you did, he’d pinned you against the mirror.

“Y/N,” he started slowly as he began pecking your lips between words, “I’m frustrated.”

“I’m not…..” you trailed off at the end, feeling hot as usual whenever did this.

“Dance with me.” He offered.

“I can’t dance.” You responded, he gave you a look before burying his face in your neck, “you stink, but what’s really bothering you?” You asked as he took a few deep breath and let you go.

“Everything and nothing.” He replied with a sigh, he looked at you and smiled a little, “come on, I could teach you a few moves.”

“Ha, bullshit,” you scoffed, all the while you could see something was really bothering him and he wasn’t going to tell you. Even if you asked him persistently, “I’ll dance with you,” you started, “but only for a few minutes. Y/B/N is at home by himself,” you started walking towards him, “I don’t know if you noticed but he can’t be left alone for too long.”

Bang Chan let out a low laugh watching as you stood beside him, readying yourself in a dance position. He looked at you through the mirror and laughed at you, he immediately started correcting your posture. After which he taught you easy steps. It was all good until, he made a remark that made you flip him off and say you’re leaving. A game of chase took place, which lead to play fighting. Eventually, he caught you in a back hug and spun you around.

“Can you please release me,” you huffed out of breath, “you stink…..we stink.” You complained

He stopped, still holding you, swaying back and forth slowly, while he burrowed his face into your neck and took a few deep breaths. He was quiet, you started to wonder what was wrong. Than you recalled somethings that were said about him and the other members. You’d overheard them in passing, you blew it off earlier, but now you wish you hadn’t have.

“Stop being sappy,” you started, “you’re doing a wonderful job. If anyone says anything bad about you, send them to me. I’m the only one who can diss your existence.”

He scoffed but said nothing, “Bang Chan,” you started again, “I can tolerate this for only so long.” You started to squirm again earning a laugh from him.

“What are you a worm?” Bang Chan asked letting you go finally.

“Hey, you’re the one with the big forehead.” You pointed.

He smacked his lips and chased you a little, he caught you again. This time, he back you up against the wall. You rolled your eyes as you looked up at him. He cupped your face with both hands and kissed you. Gently and earnestly, might I add. Your hands founds his hands after a few moments and pulled away.

Bang Chan rested his sweaty forehead against yours, “I still don’t like you.” You remarked out of breath.

“I don’t care,” he replied without a thought, “you’re actions say otherwise.” He kissed you again more eager this time.

“You make me sick.” You commented, feeling your face grow hotter and hotter.

“You’re such a bad liar,” he stated lifting you up by both your legs and holding you up by your thighs,“I know you want me to fuck you again.”

“Ha,” you scoffed between kisses, “as if, in your dreams.”

“You little liar,” Bang Chan smirked, “you want to be my fucked out slut. That’s why you hate me. You fucking brat.”

“Is that so,” you scoffed, throwing your head back and letting him eat at your neck, “I feel you through your sweats.”

“Good, sweetheart, ” Bang Chan let you down and grabbed your hand, he quickly began pulling you with him out of the practice room, “let’s go somewhere with more privacy.”

Neither of you said a word as he dragged you to his studio. Where he tossed you on the small couch and locked the door. And it didn’t take long for you both to get down to nothing but your underwear. It was hot so quickly that neither of you cared to breath as you kissed each other and felt up each others flames.

It was Bang Chan who pulled away finally, he freed his hard cock as he kissed your neck, he muttered a soft fuck as he pushed your panties to the side and began rubbing your clit.

“Damn,” he mumbled, “you’re so wet.”

He couldn’t take it anymore and began rubbing his cock against your folds before entering you slowly, causing a low whimper to escape your lips. Bang Chan took one of your breast into his mouth as he started to thrust into you deep and slow. Rocking your body at an even motion as he held you by your waist to keep you from moving away from. Because with each deep thrust, you clenched around him, driving him mad.

“I love that face,” he remarked after he pulled away, “bite your lip for me.”

You did as told rolling your eyes and he speed up a little, still going deep and hard. Your head fell backwards when he began rubbing your clit again as he fucked you.

“Fuck you...” you whimpered out softly, fondling your breast as you looked up at him.

Bang Chan scoffed and pulled you closer, holding you chest to chest. He looked you in your eyes and smirked inches away from your face, “Open,” he ordered. You shook your head no, biting your lip, like the defiant and disrespectful brat that you are.

His thrusted into deep and harsh, making you gasp as your stomach clinched due to the sudden movement. Opening your mouth to him, now, he gripped your chin and began kissing you harshly. All the while fucking you harder, making your legs tremble and your walls clench.

He abruptly pulled out causing a whimper to escape your lips, you were almost there. And now you were frustrated by his absolute denial to allow you to cum. Aiming to do it yourself, distracted now completely as you began rubbing your own clit.

The moment you threw your head back as you pleased yourself. You felt his hands stop you, he held both your hands together with one of his hands. He scoffed at the state you were in, the needy, slutty look in your eyes made him smirk.

“I don’t remember saying you could finish, love” he stated. You looked at him through pleading eyes, and noticed him holding his phone.

“I’m not your love, you fuc-,” You started but stopped with a whimper as Bang Chan had again buried his hard cock into your tight folds. hands free this time.

“What were you saying,” he taunted as he began fucking you painstakingly slow. You whimpered out a soft, please. Earning a scoff from him, “look at the camera,” he ordered you going deep and watching as your breath hitched when he hit the right spot.

“Please,” you moaned out, with a shaky breath, “fuck me, you’re so thick.” You pleaded.

“Why,” he asked sadistically mocking you as he keep thrusting into you slow, “if I let you cum will you stop being a brat love?”

Tears began to fall as you issued a “fuck you,” through your soft moans.

Bad move because he pounded into you a few times making you yelp and quiver with pleasure from the sudden movement, “Tell, the truth,” he ordered calmly fucking into you slow and deep again, “what’s your issue, you want me don’t you?”

“Mmh,” you began to form words through your soft moans, “mmh, yes..Mmh, fuck.” You answered honestly sounding out of breath.

“Then be my bratty little slut.” He bargained a sadistic smirk on his face.

“No,” you let out, throwing your head back, “I’m no one’s slut.”

“Lying bitch,” he scoffed out, “I know you love taking my cock.”

“Fuck you,” you replied, “you started this,” you began spilling your guts as to why you had beef with him in the first place. Something about him gave you dom aura and you weren’t fucking with it. Amused now, he raised an eyebrow at you and slammed into you causing your body to tremble.

He stayed there buried inside of your soaking wet folds looking down at you with a daring smirk. You moaned as you began rolling your hips against him, you watched as his jaw clenched. You threw your head back thinking you were winning, until he slammed into again causing a cry to leave your lips.

“Y/N,” he began in a low tone, “look at the camera,” he ordered one last time, knowing you had folded by the way you went limp as your body shivered. You’d stopped putting up a fight, you did as told through teary eyes, “what are you?” He quizzed.

“You’re little bratty slut.” You answered wanting nothing more than to cum

“Do it properly.” He ordered grinding into you, adding pressure and causing your breath to hitch and your chest to rise and fall rapidly as your legs began to try and close up, “open your legs and do say it properly.” He reiterated grinding into you again.

“I’m Bang Chan’s little slut,” you whimpered out, he gave you a look and you continued, “I’m his- Christopher’s brat.”

“You made that so hard love,” he pulled out and slammed into you again.

“Fuck you,” you moaned, “this is why I hate you.”

“No, darling,” he scoffed as he finally let go of your hands, “you hate me because you’re a very bad fucking brat. Like a smart brat, you knew that I could put you in your place, now be a good girl,” he gripped your chin, and kissed you, making sure to get it on camera before cutting it off and tossing it to side.

“What are you going to do with that?” You asked wearily as his hand found your waist as he kissed at your neck again.

“It’s evidence, for my eyes only,” he spoke while he began thrusting into you at an even pace, “now, be a good slut,” he growled, “shut up and take my cock.”

You wanted to protest but you couldn’t get a word out as he fucked you deeper and rubbed your clit in rhythm to his thrust. Your walls soon began to clench and your legs began to shake as bliss washed over you. Bang Chan stopped, he kissed and ate at your neck and lips until you were done creaming all over him.

He’d become gentle again, as he started back fucking you. In no time, his hands found your thighs, where his grip tightened and the veins in his hands became more prominent. He held your legs wide open by your knees and began pounding away. Causing your body to jump with every thrust, you began to rub circles on you clit, and just as you felt yourself creaming for a second time.

Bang Chan slammed into you harshly a few times as he began to cum. He low grunt emitted from his throat, and his hips bucked as he filled up you. Draining his cock of every drop, he cupped your face, kissing and caressing you until both of you were done and fucked out. He pulled out after a few moments, and looked down at his handy work with a breathy smirk.

He buried his face in you neck and began laying marks in strategic places. Earning a huff from you as your body reacted to his touch. He won and you couldn’t fight it, he called you out on the red carpet. Fuck, well, that’s one way to squash a unsolicited beef……

A few months later, you were rushing about your day as normal. On the phone running errands, when you breezed past the practice room. Bang Chan spotted you, they were taking a break after being at it all morning.

You guys hadn’t seen each other today and had only spoken to each other over texts. So that being said, when he spotted you with your hair pulled into a low bun, wearing black jeans and a white crop top, he almost choked. Not because of what you were wearing, you looked hot, but because the large hickies he laid on your neck, waist and side a few nights before were still visible.

He swore inwardly for not thinking it through, thinking you wouldn’t wear something like that. Knowing he painted you and covered you in strategic spots. But of course you would, it was humid and you were busy.

Alas he watched as you were stopped and told to go grab the food delivery and bring it to the practice room for the members to eat. Bang Chan waited for you to appear again, and the moment you did, he coolly called your name as you set the bags of food down on the table in the corner of the room.

You looked up at him confused along with all the other members because the moment he reached you, he’d began putting one of his large shirts on you.

“What are you doing?” You asked him confusion lacing your voice.

“I don’t know, I should asking you the same thing,” He asked you, you furrowed your eyebrows, “love,” he started again, “you’re very polka dotted today.”

“First of all, I told you, don’t call me love,” you huffed, “and I don’t want to wear your shirt, it’s sweaty.”

“Little brat,” he began again lowly, stopping your from taking it off “you’re wearing it, don’t make me repeat myself, my marks are all over you. I’d love to show them off but now isn’t the time.”

You scoffed and took a step back, about to make a smart remark, but the look in his eyes told you otherwise. So instead, you rolled your eyes and earned a “What was that love?” From Bang Chan. Dropping your head, you looked down at the massive shirt that basically swallowed you whole and said nothing.

“I thought so.” He said watching your expression as you looked up at him in complete disbelief. Your phone began buzzing, you picked it up and answered it, as the person on the line gave you instructions on what was next on the list of things to do. You left as giving Bang Chan the middle finger, but not daring to take his shirt off.

Later that night, you were making your final rounds, making sure they didn’t need anything before you left. Alas you came upon the practice room again, you asked the question and got a no from everyone. Sighing to yourself, you took a step to leave but stopped. Bang Chan was standing in the doorway.

“What happened to my shirt?” He asked in an aspirated tone.

“I took it off….” You trailed off, “because I didn’t want to stain it…..” you added, trailing off again at the end.

“You’re a very bad liar.” He stated with a blank face as he lifted up the shirt he held in his hands, your face flushed, “whose sweatshirt is that?”

“Mine,” you started, “fine,” you finally admitted after glancing at him, “I stole it from Felix.”

“Do you like him,” He started, “do you like him more than me?” He added with a frown.

“No, I would never,” you admitted, “it just looked comfortable.”

“What did I do?” Felix asked making his presence known, “Y/N, I’ve been looking for that all day.” He pointed at you.

“Why do you look so upset,” Changbin asked Bang Chan, who facepalmed himself and huffed.

“Wait,” Han pointed between the two of you, he connected the dots and let out a loud gasp, “no way! With her? I thought she hated you!?”

“I knew it was going to happen eventually.” Hyunjin scoffed with a smirk.

“See this is why I didn’t want to wear your damn clothes.” You sighed at Bang Chan.

“Babe,” Bang Chan tried, “I talk about you all the time. They were going to find out anyway.”

“We can put a face to a name now,” Changbin commented, “I was wondering why all of a sudden he was hanging at your place more often.”

“Not to mention the eyes he gives you sometimes.” Felix added with a small shudder, “good job me for letting my clothes go missing…..well not like that….but you get the idea.”

“I’m going home.” You you stated, “I’ve heard enough.”

“Wait, babe, give him back his sweatshirt,” Bang Chan pointed out as he began taking the shirt off of you, “you can have one of mines.”

“I don’t want it.” You folded your arms.

“Liar,” he called you out, “you’ve got one hidden under your pillow for when you miss me.”

An eruption of laughter filled the room at your expense. You facepalmed yourself and sighed from embarrassment as the teasing began. You dismissed yourself quickly but not before your man’s a hug. He himself felt bashful for his actions and tried to stay cool. But failed, earning more teasing from the others.

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lushta1es0nm3 · 3 months

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Victon:

On the quiet days

I haven’t been myself for a while, I haven’t felt like living but I’m not a quitter. So yeah, I’m still here and kicking life’s ass.

The clock ticked as you both lay in bed wrapped up in each other’s arms. Both of you were off and tired, it was early morning, so you didn’t make a move to get out of bed. And you didn’t know Seungwoo was awake, he was doing the same thing you were doing staring off into space, listening to the other's heartbeat. He placed one of his hands in your hair causing you to look at him, you smiled softly and he smiled back with sleepy eyes.

You laid your head back down on his chest and took a deep breath, enjoying his scent. He laughed under his breath, “How cute.” He commented pulling you closer as he closed his eyes again, you smiled and followed suit, both of you fell back asleep.

You sighed softly into the quiet room, as you stared at the paperwork in front of you. Ah, it’s so much fun picking up slack from your coworkers. Seungsik’s back was to you, he was washing the dishes, seemingly to have gone off into his own world. You sighed, needing a break and stood up from the kitchen table, leaving the mountain of work there.

Once you reached Seungsik you wrapped your arms around him, giving him a back hug. He flinched slightly at your sudden touch and looked down at you with a smile. It was as if he knew you were frustrated about work, he sat the cup he was rinsing down and took off the bright pink gloves you bought as a joke. He turned around and gave you a real hug. You buried your face in his chest and then looked up.

He poked the tip of your nose and kissed your forehead watching as your face turned bright red from blushing, “better?” He whispered softly letting you go.

“Much better.” You replied walking back to the table of work.

“Fighting!” He quietly cheered you on before returning back to his own task. You laughed a little and the room fell back into the peaceful silence.

Glancing up from your phone, your eyes landed on Chan, he was looking online shopping for what, you didn’t know. Your curiosity getting the best of you, you leaned over his shoulder to see what he was staring at so intensely. He hadn’t said anything much all day which puzzled you.

Normally, he wouldn’t stop teasing and playing with you. But today was different, so what was up.

“What are you doing?” You asked scaring the daylights out of the man. He went to cover his phone, but it was too late you say it already. You smiled at him and shook your head.

“That’s cute, who is it for?” You asked.

He pursed his lips and shook his head at you, he knew you saw it, so there’s no use lying. In a quick motion, he pulled you into his lap showing his phone to you, he started showing different colors of the couple sweaters he was looking at.

You grinned as you watched him scroll through the selections. Last time you asked about wearing a couples outfits, he told you no, what changed his mind? Shaking the thought away you pointed at the pastel purple sweater with a dinosaur on the front.

His face turned bright red as he smiled up at you, “Okay,” he remarked, putting his phone down and pulling you even closer as he leaned back on the couch, “I was thinking the same thing.”

You reached over and grabbed your phone before making yourself comfortably cuddled up in Chan’s lap. You opened your Instagram and you both proceeded to scroll through the app in silence.

Standing up from the couch to stir the pot you had on the stove, you hummed softly to yourself as you looked at the time. It was almost dusk dark outside, Sejun had left about an hour and a half ago. He said he wanted to go for a jog, that was cool, cause you needed some ingredients for dinner. But by the time you realized you already had it, he was already out the door. So you texted him not to worry about and enjoys his time to himself.

You put spoon down just as the sound of the front door opening reached your ears, you looked up as Sejun walked into the kitchen. He was covered in sweat but he smiled at you exposing his dimples as he went in for a hug.

“You smell like hard work.” You stated taking him off guard because he thought you’d tell him he stinks. You looked up at him and smirked at him, he smirked back and started to attempt to rub his sweat on you. But you ducked and made a made dash for the living room.

His laughter followed you as he went behind you, he caught you and started tickling you. You erupted into laughter, swatting his hands alway, “Sejun, I’m gonna burn dinner,” you laughed out, “please stop.”

He did as you asked and took off his sweaty shirt, “I’m gonna go shower first.” He announced with a smile.

“Okay.” You replied as you gathered your composure and stood up to head back into the kitchen.

“Y/N,” he called your name and you looked over at him and answered with a hum, “I love you.” He acknowledged softly like he usually does at random times.

“I love you too.” You stated softly. Both of your cheek were flushed red. How sweet

The rain poured outside and the sound of thunder rumbling sounded through the cafe. Hanse sat across from you, doing the same thing you were doing, staring out the window watching the rain fall as people rushed to take cover.

You two did the exact same thing but were lucky enough to end up in a cafe instead. Hanse smiled at you as he’d helped you wipe the rainwater from your face. You did the same thing for him, being silly about it made a whole lot of difference. You both decided to place and order and have a seat and wait out the rain. The other customers didn't stay long, they left as soon as the rain slacked up just a little bit, people were busy with lace so it was understandable.

The cafe was silent, only a few other people remained to enjoy a cup of coffee. The only sound that could be heard was the workers going about making orders. You looked at Hanse and smiled, he’d floated off somewhere in his head again, it was all over his face. You shook your head and stared back out the window. You didn’t notice that he saw you, and smirked a little.

Your orders had arrived, you weren’t looking, you’d begun to drift off to your own planet. You didn’t notice Hanse get up and walk around to your side of the table. You didn’t even register the fact that he had even moved until he sat down beside you and draped an arm around your shoulders. You looked at him and he smiled at you, his lip piercing moving ever so slightly.

“What’s going on in your head?” He asked cheekily and tilted his head to the side.

“Oh nothing,” you responded, “just looking at people trying to dodge the rain. What about you?”

“Something similar, but with you being the center focus.” He blinked at you, “how’s your iced coffee?” He asked knowing full well you hadn’t even touched it.

Grabbing it, you took a sip and then nodded your head, “A1 baby.” You threw up both thumbs. Hanse laughed and you leaned into him. As you bother started quiet bantering back and forth wittfully, you both ended up forgetting about the rain too engrossed in teasing each other, neither of even realized that the rain had stopped.

Waves crashing on the beach filled your ears as you walked hand and hand with ByungChan along the shoreline. The sun was getting ready to set, but you weren’t ready to head back inside yet, it was way too noisy in there. So after eating dinner, you both opted to take a quiet walk on the beach.

The waves pushing the water up to your ankles, you were looking down as you walked. A smile on your face as you took in your surroundings. It was beautiful and ten times better because he was here with you. The breeze was cold but you felt so warm and comfortable. B

ByungChan could only look at you and smile at how cute you were without knowing it. His only wish was that you’d bring a sweater or something, but you said no and dragged him outside in a hurry.

A crab emerged from the sand, startling both of you, you pointed at it, “Hey,” you shouted, “don’t sneak up on us like that!”

The crab then began chasing after ByungChan who ran in circles around you screeching ever so dramatically. You may or may not have pissed the creature off by kicking sand at it and telling it to go away, because a few more crabs joined in the chase. You both ended up screaming and laughing while trying to run for your lives kicking sand as you went.

Somehow you fell into the water and he tripped over you not knowing you had fallen. Both of you were wet now and cold because the sun had fully set. You both were laughing at each other, which led to a water fight. It ended as quickly as it started though. You stood up ready to leave and head back inside when ByungChan told you to hope on his back.

You did so no questions asked, “Y/N,” he called your name seriously making you look up in confusion, “why’d you have to kick sand at it?” He laughed out the last part.

“It was trying to take our toes to it's overlord.” You exclaimed.

“That makes no sense.” He laughed out heartily.

“It does,” you explained dramatically, “I looked em right in his little beady eyes. He wanted the smoke.”

“Uh huh,” he laughed, “so, you started a war and we lost.”

“No, they out loud numbered us. It was an ambush!” You explained moving a little too much.

“Okay, now stop moving before you fall.” He warned still smiling.

It became quiet again, you wanted to be cheesy and say, I love you. But, instead you lairs your head on on his shoulder and started humming a random tone softly. All he could do was smile.

The studio was filled with soft music playing in the background. Subin was busy working, while you sat next to him with your legs draped over his, while you sketched away in your notebook. Every now and then, he’d reach down and rub your legs, you put your artwork down and sat up to see how far he had gotten.

He looked up at you and smirked you “what?” You smiled back, watching as he covered up his book.

“If I can’t peek at yours, you can’t peek at mine.” He bargained with a little innocent smile playing on his lips. The same lips you placed a quick peck on and watched as he began to blush and look away.

“You’re so cute.” Subin whispered as he finally looked back at you, “I’ll show you when I’m done, but only if you show me yours.” He stated.

You pretended to think about it and nodded your head in agreement. He returned the small peck you gave, now causing you to let out a small giggle as you laid back down and went back to your sketch. The silence was perfect mixed with the soft music in the background.

You and Subin were so comfortable and immersed in your shared atmosphere that neither of you noted the fact that one of the other members popped in to check on you guys. But him seeing that you two weren’t interested in anything but the shared bubble you two had created around yourselves, took his leave as quickly as he appeared.

It seemed that maybe a few minutes had passed by, when Subin put down his pen and layed down on you with his head on your stomach. You tossed your sketchbook down, your hand automatically went into his hair. Subin let out a sigh as soon as he felt you playing in his head.

“Ah,” he mumbled, sounding like he was fall asleep, “this is the life,” he sighed out a yawn, “just five minutes please.”

You hummed in response, but seriously, not even two minutes after he’d fallen asleep, you followed suit.

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lushta1es0nm3 · 3 months

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I’m just going to leave this here. Because:

Han Seungwoo 🥵

May my delulu be drowned in the river of wishful thinking.

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lushta1es0nm3 · 3 months

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hi, i love the boyz, bye

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lushta1es0nm3 · 3 months

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Cute asf

Pokemon Gameboy Advance Artwork made by MiwiArt

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lushta1es0nm3 · 4 months

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It's my 2 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

Damn, it’s been that long………and I still haven’t gotten my shit together …….Interesting 👀

Okay ✌🏽🫠

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lushta1es0nm3 · 4 months

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Victon:

When you knew you shouldn’t have started teasing

So I started emptying out my stash. Better late than never, I was going to wait but considering the situations, I said fuck it, post that shit and try not to regret anything.

Not gonna talk about the fact that I been hiding and dealing with life for the past couple months

You knew you should've stopped earlier when he told you to, but you didn’t. You pushed your luck and provoked the man, now, here you were face down ass up, in his studio room, getting fucked stupid. There was no escaping, he had your arms pinned behind your back. You shouldn’t have thought it was a good idea to twerk on him when he said he was busy. You thought it was okay to play, pushing your soft ass on this man, knowing he hadn’t touched you in a minute.

“You’re so cute when you try to run like that, next time you won’t try this.”

“Fuck babe, I love it when you make that face.”

Next time you’ll think twice about teasing him in front of the other members. The whole time you were teasing he was only smiling at you, the look in his eyes told you to quit while you’re ahead. But no, you didn’t. Now here you were riding his dick, while he sat in a chair holding you by your hips making you go faster while he watched your face frown up trying not to cum too fast. A smirk on his face the whole time, said a thousand words.

This was fun and games up until a few moments ago, you took it upon yourself to indulge in this game of cat and mouse with Chan. You knew you shouldn’t have kept running and playing after you had accidentally fallen on top of him, your boobs almost came out of your shirt. He said he wanted to quit. But no, you looked back at him with those beautiful eyes, smirked and threw him a wink, before taking off.

Now he had you in a hidden room of the company, up against a wall, with one hand over your mouth to keep you from being too loud and the other on your hip. His grip was tight as he pounded away, his hot breath fanning your ear and neck.

“What’s the matter babe, cat got your tongue?”

“That’s right babe take it, I know you can.”

His words were followed by the sound of your ass getting smacked filled the room. His grip on your hips was tight as he pummeled you from the back, while you struggled to keep quiet.

How did you end up here? You thought it’d be alright to wear a dress with nothing underneath, just to get back at this man for playing a prank on you. Good thing he saw you before anyone else, he wasted no time grabbing you and pulling into the nearest empty room. He wanted to question you but a light bulb went off in his head, so he did what he had to do and that would be how you ended up here. After much protesting you gave up but now, here you were with tears of pleasure running down your face as he broke your back in and smacked your ass.

How the fuck did you end up with this man on top of you, eating at your neck, his lip piercing grazing your skin, while he took his sweet time fucking your lights out? Oh, that’s right, you thought it was a good idea to lick his tattoos after he told you to stop multiple times. You just wanted to taste them, to see if they were as sweet as he is. But that led to you being laid across the couch spread wide open. He was fucking you painfully slow, hard and deep.

“Babe, say the magic word and I’ll let you come.” He laughed at you, who’s eyes were closed tight. He knew how you liked it and he was doing a very good job mocking you.

You let out a whimper when the tall man had finally let you breathe from the kiss that he was giving you. He had you on top of a table, with one leg on his shoulder, while he railed you into oblivion. It started off innocent and sweet but you fucked up when you thought it’d be okay to try and lay marks on this mans neck. After he told you he had a shoot coming up, given that that part of his neck is sensitive to your touch.

“Show me how much you can take, I wanna see you cum.”

“Ssssshhh, it’ll be over soon, take it for me baby…….. just a little more”

The tv was flickering, a movie playing on it while you lay on your side, he was behind you, dicking you down. You thought all you’d be doing is watching a movie and cuddling. But no, the position was compromised when you fucked up and backed that ass up on him. He was already yearning for you when he saw you in those shorts and his shirt. The ones that were currently down passed your knees.

You should’ve known better, but by then it was too late and too much. With one hand on your hip and the other around your neck. Subin was flush against your back. You bit your bottom lip, he was going balls deep, hitting the mark every time, but he was struggling to hold you in place, because you were running. And you were struggling to be quiet considering the other members were in their rooms asleep and you didn’t want to get caught.

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lushta1es0nm3 · 4 months

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The next person I see who says, “You’re too old to write fanfiction,” I will take you by the ear, twist it, and drag you to the bathroom to rinse your mouth with Irish Spring. Do you think some of the raunchiest shit you’ve encountered all comes from someone who’s barely experienced life? No. A majority of those “mature” stories you adore come from old biddies like me who have lived in their skin and rotated around the sun for a few decades. 😤😤😤 It’s time we stop shaming each other for being 23+ and enjoying our fandoms.

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lushta1es0nm3 · 10 months

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Butterflies

Warning: Mature! 18+ you have been warned

Genre: Straight up smut

A/N: Read at your own risk and if you choose to read please feel free to give feedback and request. Please enjoy. I decided to make a wallpaper to go with it, feel free to use it 🤗

It was a regular Friday night, you were with your friends, drinking and sharing your complaints and joys about life. Your phone had been going off for a solid twenty minutes, you’d put it on silent and tossed it into the bottom of purse. You knew who it was at this time of night on a Friday. He always called to get you to come to wherever he was to drink with his friends. It usually ended with you and him in a hotel room.

You’ve told yourself many times to stop running to this man whenever he called because afterwards he’d treat even more like shit. He’d gaslight you every time making you feel so small and useless. But today, for reasons unknown to you, you decided not to answer and ignore him. The best way to do so was to silence your phone and put it out of sight out of mind.

You sighed after laughing the story your friend told about her kid who’d just turned one. He was adorable and nearly a splitting image of her. It low key made you wonder where you’d be in a couple years if you decided to marry and start a family. But than those thoughts of hurt that this man and others had put into your head haunted you. You took a drink from the glass you were holding and sat it down, just as a familiar face appeared.

“Wow, I haven’t seen you guys in a while.” It was Seungsik and a few other guys. He smiled happily at everyone as it became a little louder with everyone passing greetings.

Seungsik……..the guy you crushed on freshman year of college all the way up until junior year when he started dating some other girl. He presence always made your stomach flutter, you used to get shy and become quiet. But not now, after some circumstances you took the innocent naive shy girl and locked her away somewhere in your heart for protection.

The conversations around the table were going smoothly as everyone laughed and talked like nothing changed. You’d add your own input every now and again, but you my dear, was too busy drinking, no work tomorrow, who gives a damn about a hangover right now.

Seungsik who was seated beside you noted how you weren’t slowing down so he quietly asked if you were okay and suggested you slow down. Your ass just smiled at him and nodded saying thanks for caring. Thinking to yourself, he really had no idea what was really going on in your head. The bar door opened and he, the guy you’d been currently ignoring walked in.

Seeing you next to Seungsik, who was sitting a little too close made this man jealous as fuck. He took it on himself to approach your table and call your name. You sighed, not completely wasted yet and looked up at him confused as to why he was there. Like did he intentionally track you down?

“Why haven’t you been answering your phone?” He frowned at you sounding aggressive.

You pushed your hair back and sighed a little, you wanted so badly to clown but you couldn’t curse him out, because he was of course your boss and your job laid in his hands. That alone was the reason you were always running to his every call after work hours. He was handsome and everything a girl could want on the outside, but the inside was a twisted disturbing pile of shit.

“Sir, it’s Friday,” you finally answers after the table was completely quiet, none of your friends knew who he was or what the connection between the two of you was, “I’m currently not on the clock and I don’t think it’s proper for me to answer work calls while drinking.” You sighed.

He stared at you for a moment ready to blow a fuse. He couldn’t because he didn’t want to blow his own cover. The only people that knew that the two of you were sleeping together was his friends and they dared not say a word either.

Your boss looked at Seungsik and back at you because you had unconsciously rested your head on his shoulder. He was angry because he felt like you belong only with him. I mean you’re his type, cute and quiet, easy to manipulate and mold into whatever he wanted you to be. But seriously though, this was why you locked that side of you away, you’d naively let your boss do you, saying it was a one time thing. That along with the fact that every guy you thought was for you always took what they wanted from you and left. So with that, more it happened the more you closed her off to become cold.

He sighed furiously before speaking, “Monday, we’ll talk about this Monday. You left work without finishing your report.”

You huffed out a small slur of curse words under your breath before speaking, “I hear you.” looking him dead in the eyes. Telling him to leave you the fuck alone, rebelling against him for the first time and so openly at that. Was it the alcohol, or was it because you’d finally had enough and you just wanted some peace? Maybe both….

He was about to say something further but his friends stopped him and told him to cool it . He obliged but reluctantly, if he had it his way he would’ve dragged you out, why, you were his, he molded you for his own purposes.

“Y/N,” Seungsik called your name softly, after some time had passed and everyone seemed to go back to normal. You looked at him, your vision a little hazy, he was very concerned about you, “you should go home, do you want me to walk you?” He added.

You smirked at him, and nodded, this was like old times, when he used to walk you to your dorm when you stayed out too late, he feared for your safety then and now. Only now, you sorta felt like he treated you like a sister of some sorts back then but that was completely wrong. He actually liked you and had feelings for you.

He thought you only saw him as friend, why, because you were different with him. Your body language and your tone seemed to change in his presence. You worked hard all the time and that’s what drew him to you, you smiled regardless of the circumstances and you were kind to everyone. Both of you misunderstood the others feelings, so when a random girl asked him out, he accepted it not knowing it had hurt you. You both stopped talking then and went your separate ways, one not wanting to get in the way of a relationship and the other trying to close his heart to the person he loved. Can I call foolishness!

Halfway home, you stopped and puked in a random bush while he patted your back. Some water and a sit down later, you were seemingly back to normal. Causing you to strike up a conversation to ease the worried look in his eyes away. It worked but as you made it to your building you noted the familiar car sitting out front of your apartment building. You sighed and your smile dropped a little, hoping Seungsik wouldn’t notice but he did as he glance at the car discreetly before speaking.

“Awe man,” he frowned looking at the time, “I missed the last bus home,” he paused and looked at you, before clearing his throat, “so you mind if I stay the night, I don’t think I have the energy to take cab” he threw his hands up in defense, “I won’t try anything I swear.”

You smacked your lips and glanced at the car again not wanting to deal with that man you pursed your lips before speaking, “I’m warning you, I have a cat and she doesn’t like meeting new people.” You responded with a small nod, what could it hurt? Not a thing right?………Wrong

After getting inside and settling down, you were a little surprised your cat didn’t strike up a fight or an intense glare of death at him. After finding the biggest set of clothing you had you gave them to Seungsik and headed to bed. Leaving him in the living room.

Now sis, somewhere in the later in the night, your phone rang and you answered it half asleep forgetting that Seungsik was in the living room supposedly asleep. But who can sleep when your cat was harassing him with her tail by sitting on the arm wrest where his head was and dangling it in his face and trying to lay on his head? Usually she’d sleep in the bed with you but tonight was very different.

“Hello,” you answered the call with your eyes halfway open.

“What game are you playing at!?” Your boss yelled in your ear, you could tell he was drunk.

“Its three am,” you sighed groggily after checking the time.

He laughed and then started going on a rampage belittling you and ripping you apart as usual. You’d sat up in bed quietly listening to him curse you out. You’d become so used to this you just took it without saying a word. When he was done making you feel small and unfit he ordered you to come down right now before hanging the phone up in your face.

You felt so tired and helpless at that moment, thinking to yourself maybe you were less. You dropped your phone down on your bed just as a single tear found a way to make its way down your cheek. Sighing you figured maybe you were still a little drunk because you’d long since given up on crying, because it didn’t seem to get you any where.

The bed shift as you wiped you face again, the tears kept coming, but no sound left your lips, nor did your body shiver as they kept coming. Hands reaching up and wiping them away brought back from the darkness you were drowning in. Looking at Seungsik you felt like nothing in front of him, so you pushed his hands away and turned your head away from him.

“How long has this been going on?” He asked. The man had heard everything in your quiet apartment, thanks to your cat that is. It seemed the cat was keeping him awake for a reason.

You didn’t utter a word as you finally took a deep breath and wiped your face one last time, preparing to get out of bed. Seungsik repeated the question more loudly and urgently making you stop and look at him. The cold part of you spoke without a second thought.

“It doesn’t matter—.” Your words were emotionless making his heart sink.

“Why, won’t you quit and find another job.” He urged.

You scoffed out a a false laugh, “Like that’s going to help. I don’t think you know how powerful he is.”

“Power or not,” Seungsik took your hand in his, “he has no right to treat you like this.”

“Well at least he doesn’t treat me like his guy friends.” You mumbled out wanting to hurt someone and make them feel like how you felt.

“What’s that supposed to mean.” Seungsik asked with narrowed eyes, his head tilting just a little.

You sighed deciding to be honest, thinking you’d never see him again and maybe it was now or never to tell him your feelings.

You took a deep breath before speaking, “I liked you,” you paused and dropped your head feeling low but wanting to let out, “I still like you, you’ve always made my stomach flutter. But you didn’t like me that way, so you dated someone else. I can understand it though,” you kept going not realizing he’d gotten closer to you, “I’m not that pretty, I’m plain and shy. Not to mention being a plaything for my boss. He’s right, maybe I am only good in bed. It’s the only thing that’s attractive about me right….”

Speechless, Seungsik stared at you, how could you think so little about yourself? How could he have been so stupid? The version of you smiling brightly at him was now replaced with a cold look and emotionless empty words.

“Y/N,” Seungsik called your name earnestly as if he was begging you to look at him, “you’re wrong,” he told you, “you were so cute to me then but when I see you, your beautiful. I thought you didn’t like me. You’re an amazing person, you deserve to be treated like a queen.”

You huffed not believing a word he said to you, wanting to call him a liar as you looked up at him. Your words fell short when his lips met yours, your hands went up to push him away, but instead your hands gripped his shirt in tight fist. Your stomach fluttered but differently this time, it felt hot almost as if it wanted to burn you up.

He too felt himself heat up like cast iron in the dead of winter. His heart began to race as he fought with the decision to stop himself. He didn’t want to be added to list of trashy guys you’ve been with. Alas, it failed miserably when you pulled him closer and began pulling at his pants. You desperately wanted to feel something other than emptiness, with someone you told yourself you’d ever see again. Just one time, you keep thinking, just one time fuck me.

Seungsik pulled away from you abruptly, his breathing was ragged and his mind was a mess. He felt he should attempt one last time to leave before he couldn’t stop his mind from buzzing and his body reacting to your fire, but you pulled your shirt off and grabbed him not wanting him to get away from you again constantly saying to yourself, if only for one night before you go back to your gloom.

Clothes vanished and legs became parted, like a sudden breeze followed by lavender colored butterflies filling the room as Seungsik went down to taste your sweet nectar. Licking and swirling his tongue about making you want to clench your legs, but a tight grip he held you wide open to taste you more. Your hands were in his hair as you made sounds only for him to hear, your chest rose and fell as your walls clenched.

Whimpering out with eyes shut tight you called his name and begged for more, your body jerked and your back arched while he had you locked down so he could taste every last part. Your cries didn’t matter, music to his ears, watching your pleasure as he worked. Fulfilled as he watched you become a midnight flame, flickering and fluttering about. You trembled you breathing hitched and he stopped, licking and kissing his way up his eyes stayed on you.

Taking each breast into his mouth one at a time, Seungsik entered your folds slowly. Kissing at your breast and leaving you breathless. He fucked you deep and slow, then he kissed your lips, you were so tight around him he felt weak and lightheaded. He wasn’t going to stop, he wanted to see you explode, he wanted you to feel like the a velvet queen.

Crystal butterflies kissed his back and shoulders where your hands gripped and nails left scars. He grunted from deep his throat as he picked up the pace. Fucking you harder he whispered your name, right into your ear breathlessly. In the crock of your neck he laid lavender kisses as your stomach clenched. You were close, he could tell by how your hands went to hips. He pounded into you deeper a few times, then pinned your legs wide open.

“Shit,” he groaned out, “come for me. I want to see it.” He encouraged.

This was new, most men you’d been with got what they wanted and that was it. This was the first time anyone had begged you to come first. You felt it, those butterflies, dancing around in your stomach making you clench up again a you shook you head no as if you couldn’t.

Seungsik wasn’t having it, he pulled out and began eating at your fold again. You cried out a loud moan, orgasming finally with stars in you eyes. You body convulsed and trembled as Seungsik ate you a little more, watching as you shined like glitter. He entered your folds again and fucked you harder this time, with some hard deep thrust his came deep inside you. Chest to chest he lay as he emptied every last drop in you.

Out of breathe he lay down beside you, you still trembled a little more, feeling hot but cold all at once. Seungsik wrapped his arms around you and held you close, kissing your forehead. Your phone rang but you were too out of it to hear it, you could only hear your breathing and his heart beat. But Seungsik heard your phone going off amid his muffled mind , he answered it, knowing who it was.

“She quit,” Seungsik stated with so much authority in his voice, “don’t call her anymore.” He hung the phone up and powered it off, putting it on the nightstand he went back to holding you in his arms. He whispered painted words to you as you fell into a velvet oasis, trimmed with lace. Just you and him tucked away inside rose whispering, giving and taking care of each other, until every butterfly burst into glitter and dust……..

Now, the next day you woke up alone, memories slow played back to as you wrapped your head around what had happened. To you it wasn’t a surprise to wake up alone after a night of sex. Yet this time it was different, yet, you opted not to ponder on it and let your weekend roll by without thinking or doing anything. But come Monday morning when you dressed for work, picking an outfit that was alluring but work appropriate and headed out as usual you knew you had some making up to do.

Sighing to yourself as you entered the building, you headed straight to your desk, speaking to everyone as if nothing had happened. But the moment your boss realized you were there he called you to his office, you internally started cursing knowing what it’d take to get this over with.

The moment you set foot into his office he slammed the door and proceeded to curse and yell at you making it seem like it was about work but you knew different. You stood there quietly waiting until he was finished to say anything. Taking a deep breath you walked over to his desk and stood in front of it with your head hung low.

“How does it feel,” he remarked, “he got what he wanted and left after saying you quit. You can’t quit no one else will hire you, I’ll make sure they won’t,” he paused and looked you up and down, “you will pay for making me wait while you played around.”

“Yes sir.” You answered softly, but inside you wanted to hit him and spit in his face.

A sudden commotion outside reached your ears as you listened to your boss continue to talk down about you with no regard. You were curious, thinking something happened outside not knowing the commotion was coming your way.

Your boss stood up from his desk finally and walked around it to you, just as he reached up to play with a strand of your hair, the door opened causing both of you to look up.

“Y/N,” Seungsik called your name as he made his way to you, followed by four other men, he pulled you away from your boss and behind him, as he continued calling to your boss’s full name, “as of today, you are relieved of your position, you have three hours to clear out all of your belongings,” he handed him a letter, “do it while I’m asking nicely.”

Your coworkers were all standing in the door way watching confused, along with you. Your boss’s face turned red, he was angry and couldn’t grasp what he was seeing and hearing.

“Who do you think you are?” Your boss yelled, “is this some kind of joke?” He was referring to Friday night, thinking this was some kind of set up.

“This is no joke, if it were I wouldn’t have come in in such a hurry.” Seungsik responded coolly.

“Hey,” you tried to speak wanting to know yourself what was going on.

Seungsik looked at you “Y/N,” he said sweetly, “let me do my work okay my love.”

You looked at him with a blank face and blinked, cause what the fuck was that? The four men behind you seemed annoyed and tired looking very antsy I must say.

“I’m not leaving until you tell me exactly who you are!” Your boss yelled.

Seungsik sighed, “I am the new head director of this company, the one you were supposed to meet this week but that won’t be happening thanks to your behavior last weekend.” He explained.

Shocked and feeling overwhelmed your boss’s entire demeanor changed. Seungsik only stood there and smiled gentlemanly with his hands in his pockets, watching him began to fold and beg for his job, like you begged for yours.

“Seungsik,” you called his name again also surprised, “what the fu-,”

He shushed you cutting you off, before he started talking. But only loud enough for you and the other four men to hear, his words were the same belittling words he said to you to make you feel small and inadequate, he ended by threatening him saying he’ll never work at a company like this again.

This man, the one that had a strong hold on you was now a weak crying mess begging for his job. He was pathetic and miserable, no matter how handsome he was on the outside, he was disgusting to look at. When his pleading fell to dead ears, he looked at you and pleaded with you to spare his job, going so far as to drop down to his knees and beg your forgiveness but little did he know, you had no control over that.

Seungsik sighed, rolling his eyes, having seen enough, “You have three hours,” he grabbed your hand and pulled you with him, “help him pack his things, we don’t need him wasting anymore or company time.” He said to the four men as he pulled you out of the office with him.

Everyone was shocked and confused by what was going and so were you at the elevators, you pulled your hand out of his and looked at him, “what’s going on?” You asked him sternly.

“I’ll explain later.” Seungsik replied.

“No,” you started again, “I’ve known you for a long time,” you paused you pushing your hair back trying to make some sense somewhere, “you even fucked me-,”

Seungsik covered your mouth cutting you off because you didn’t realize you had an audience, “Y/N,” he sighed looking at your annoyed confused expression, “let’s go out and talk.”

“Motherfucker-,” started again loudly this time.

He cut you off again and gestured behind you. You looked and noticed the curious eyes and ears listening way too hard. You folded your arms before speaking, “I’m not the one that made a scene on this early Monday morning.” You stated.

He smiled and agreed, “But I did look cool though right?” He stated trying to lighten the mood. You stared at him and hit him just as the elevator dinged, “ow,” he frowned, “be gentle.”

You rolled your eyes and he ushered you into the elevators. He took you to the roof and sat down on one of the benches, where he explained everything. You sat and listened quietly when he was done you gave him a look of uncertainty, trying to decide if you wanted to voice it or not.

“The other night,” he began again slowly, “I meant what I said.”

“You like me,” you started, “used and thrown away me? The same as you liked the naive and kind hearted me?”

“Yes,” he answered without hesitation, “you are very special to me. Nothing in this world can change that.”

“You could’ve told me you were going to be the new head director.” You frowned and folded your arms.

“Just found out myself that you work for this company and so does he,” he paused, “that piece of garbage.” He added swearing a little.

You stared at him for a brief moment and huffed looking at the time, “I’m out,” you stated, “I have work to do.” You turned to leave and he quickly grabbed your hand and spun you around, he kissed your forehead.

“See you at home. ” He stated and walked a head of you.

“Hey man,” you started, “that’s not fair,” you started walking faster to catch up to him, despite your heels slowing you down, “that’s not how you ask someone to be your girlfriend!”

He laughed at you and stopped, holding his hand out, for you to take, you did and smacked your lips at his teasing. He still smiled at you, it was that smile that made your stomach flutter again, you blushed and looked down.

“That’s not fair.” You remarked earning a small laugh from him, as you both headed back inside for whatever awaited.

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lushta1es0nm3 · 11 months

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Victon:

When your ex tries to get back with you (kinky version)

So I started emptying out my stash. Better late than never, I was going to wait but considering the situations, I said fuck it, post that shit and try not to regret anything.

You looked at your phone after receiving a notification from Snapchat. You only used the app for its filters, you never posted on it because what was point of that when you can just put it on Instagram? An ex that couldn’t seem to take a hint messaged inboxed you on snap. You replied that you were in a relationship and this guy took that as an opportunity to flirt when you legit told him off.

Throwing your phone down on the couch you stood up with a sigh “I’m gonna go get pizza you want some baby?” You announced to Seungwoo, he was in the bathroom cleaning makeup off his face, but he answered with a cute little “yes please.” You grabbed your purse and keys left, forgetting to grab your phone. You realized it when you stopped to get something to drink, so you grabbed whatever soda you remembered him liking and headed back home.

“Hey,” you announced walking into your apartment, “I forgot my phone,” you went about explaining as you placed everything down in the kitchen, “but I picked up some soda and snacks on the way back……” your words trailed off when you turned round and looked at Seungwoo standing on the kitchen doorway. He wasn’t saying anything. He was just staring at you and the look in his fox-like eyes said you were in trouble.

You stared at back at him and then your eyes followed his hand movements as he held up his right hand showing you your phone screen with a message displayed on it:

“We were amazing together, the sex was good and the love was real. I can still treat you like a queen, no more of the childish nonsense. I really do miss you. Ditch him and come hangout with me, I promise you won’t regret it.”

“Babe,” he started slowly, “who is this?” He asked as he started walking towards you.

“An ex from years ago,” you quickly blurted out the truth, “he’s been bugging me for a week, all because of one picture I posted on accident,” he kept walking and you began backing up until you reached the counter, “I’ve told over and over again that I don’t even like him even in the slightest way,” Seungwoo had you caged in now, his tall figure looming over you, “I even told him I had a whole hot ass, fine ass boyfriend,” he smirked down at you and you fell silent.

Shit, you thought, I fucked up, I should’ve just blocked his ass.

“I read all the messages,” Seungwoo stated, making you look away from him, “does he really think he can beat me up and take you from me?” He giggled, “and he called me little. I’m not little.” You did your best to not look at him but whichever way your head turned he followed.

It was quiet for only a few seconds, making your knees feel weak. Ah shit, I’m in some deep shit, was all you could think. You didn’t even realize that he, Seungwoo, had taken off his shirt or the fact that he had turned on your Snapchat camera. He gently pulled you into a kiss and just as you felt his tongue in your mouth, you heard the shutter sound from your phone. You pulled away from him and reached for your phone, but he had other plans. Him being taller than you he held your phone up in the air and you watched as he sent the picture to your ex.

You sighed and before you could say anything about anything, Seungwoo had left you up onto the countertop and ripped your shirt off. The normally gentle Seungwoo had become someone else, “what the he-” your words failed and a moan escaped your lips when he placed an open mouth kiss onto the base of your neck.

Your head fell back and he smirked against your skin, he had you open. He knew your weak spot and you never thought he’d ever use it like this. You mumbled his name and let out a sharp breath, he was placing a huge passion mark on the spot. He suckled on the spot, all the while taking pictures of how open you were to him and how you belonged to him. He let go of the spot, his hot breath fanning your neck and just when you thought he would stop, he picked another spot and went to town.

Just this alone could make you orgasm. You were so wet and needy now, your arms went around his waist instinctively, trying to pull him closer. He was now doing a damn good job of placing yet another huge hickey below your collarbone. Shit, that was it, your legs went around him bringing him even closer to your needy core. You felt him smirk and pull away, he looked down at you, he had a glint in his eyes you’d never seen before.

Seungwoo grabbed your chin and turned your face towards the camera, he timed it just right. Just as he started marking up the other side of your neck, he took another picture of how needy and fucked up you were, “Seun-” you couldn’t get his name out, you yelped, he had taken a bite of your neck. It was the last straw for you because you creamed all over yourself. And trust me, he knew it, he licked and sucked at the spot a little more before pulling away completely.

You stayed on the countertop, and watched as he leaned against it beside you. You could only stare at him, unable to fully fathom the fact that he made you cream from just hickies. Son of a frappe, you thought looking at Seungwoo, who was busy typing away on your phone.

“That was hot.” You remarked after a few seconds had passed. It was the only thing you could think to say. Seungwoo looked at you and smirked, with one eyebrow raised, knowing exactly what he had done.

He handed you your phone and pecked you cheek, “You might wanna wear sweaters for a while,” He started to walk away, “next time, don’t respond to guys like that.”

And as if a switch had turned back on in your head, you remembered why this all happened in the first place. Looking at your phone, you saw all the pictures AND a video of you creaming yourself at the end. Followed by a final message:

“She’s mine, leave her be. I’m more obsessive and shameless than you can believe. Go play somewhere else or find something safe to do.”

Your mouth hung open in disbelief, this man was a real piece of work, you thought. Just as he called out from the living room “What movie do you wanna watch?” As is nothing ever happened.

“I’m just saying,” your ex tried to reason, “we could hang out sometimes, it would be so lit.” He looked you up and down and you rolled your eyes doing everything in your power to not throw your drink in his face. This guy really, at a very important event, at a company you used to work for, with your husband a few feet away talking to some big name people, who’s name you forgot.

Sighing inwardly, you took a small sip from the glass of wine you held before speaking, “That’s real cute and all, but I think you forgot,” you said coldly, “I’m married and my Seungsik is coming this way. That and the fact that I think you’ve forgotten about my temper.”

Once Seungsik had finally reached you, he smiled and tilted his head a little as if he was asking what’s going on. Your ex frowned at the loving look you gave Seungsik as you ignored his presence and asked Seungsik how his conversation went.

“Wow,” your ex started, trying to pick a fight, right in front of Seungsik, “is that all you two talk about, business and work. It makes it seem like you married each other for convenience.”

“I know the fuck he just didn’t?” You mumbled only enough for the three of you to hear, you took a step forward and Seungsik knew what you were about to do, so he took the wine glass from you and passed it off to a server walking by, “listen you simple mined fuck,” you started, Seungsik was holding you back, “you’re an ex, get over it you pathetic little bitch.”

“You weren’t saying that when I used to break your back in.” He remarked, now getting a rise out of your beloved husband.

The hold you didn’t know you had on Seungsik’s arm became tighter, “don’t play yourself like that, you need to pick yourself up off that small ass ego you just tripped on. Honestly, your dick game is trash,” a few people standing nearby had heard you because you had raised your voice an octave, “I suggest you find something safe to do before I hurt your little feelings.”

Maybe it was the wine, or maybe it really was your temper getting the best of you. Most of the time you kept it in check but the wine just loosened it up a little. Seungsik grabbed your hand and began to lead out of the event hall. You knew he was upset but, you didn’t give a shit at the moment the only thing you could think about was socking your ex in the face.

After a few twists and turns you realized that Seungsik had dragged you a good distance away and into a empty room, he turned and looked at you, his hand on his hips, you watched as he took a deep breathe, “Sweetheart,” he called you lovingly, “I want to knock him out too,” he looked you over, “but can you blame him when you look so hot in that dress,” he paused for a second before continuing, “I told you not to wear it. But you did anyway and you caused a scene-“

“Hold up,” you cut him off, “baby, you know I wear what I want. And,” you rolled your neck a little, ignoring the look Seungsik was giving you, “I wish you would’ve let me get one swing in,” you continued, going on about how your ex cheated on you in the past and you even let it slip out that said ex had been bothering you since forever ago. That, my dear, was all it took for Seungsik to grab hold of you and push you up against the door. Your words got caught in your throat and your eyes widened at the sudden action.

“My love,” Seungsik started pinning both your hands over your head, “stop it,” his voice was low and his face was inches away from yours, “I’ve told you, multiple times, I don’t like it. And now you’re telling me that he has been bothering you,” he paused and looked you over slowly, as if he was about to eat you, “that bastard even bragged about breaking your back in. You,” he spoke slowly, “are mine.”

Your chest rose and fell, and your breath caught in your throat when you felt Seungsik’s free hand going up your leg and under your dress. Your face flushed red, as lowered your eyes, but you didn’t miss the smirk on his face. Yes, he indeed moved your panties to the side and was now playing with your inner folds. Enjoying your expressions, he knew what you liked and how you liked it. But that was beside the point, what he wanted to do was mark you like he did when you first got together.

He let go of your hands and you instinctively wrapped them around his neck. He lifted you up and sat down in a nearby chair, he stopped torturing your folds and sat you on his lap, you started kissing his neck feverishly. Your ears fell dead to the sound of the door opening but Seungsik’s didn’t, he looked up at the intruder, who was none other than your ex. He locked eyes with him and smirked, mocking him for what he lost and could never have.

Seungsik enjoyed the look of shock and devastation that crossed over the man's face as he took in the sight before him. Yeah, serves him right, he should’ve stayed in his lane. The man closed the door and Seungsik pulled away from you. He kissed your lips gently, his hands were feeling up your ass the whole time. He placed a finger on your chin and stared into your lust filled eyes as he spoke.

“We should head home and finish this,” he rested his forehead against yours and placed a hand behind your head, and continued, “I don’t want anyone else catching us.”

It took a moment for his words to register in your mind, when they did, you pulled back and stared at him in confusion, “Don’t worry about it,” he added standing you both up, he took your underwear and shoved them in his pocket after looking at them for a second, “let’s go, I need that as bad as you do right now.”

You blinked still confused, but nonetheless you fixed your dress and followed him out of the room, stepping into the hallway, you nearly tripped when you saw your ex standing with his back to you. Seungsik grabbed your hand and smirked “You should mind the business that pays you.” Seungsik remarked to your ex as he pulled you along as he walked away with you in tow. You glanced back and caught ex’s expression, why is he sad, you thought but brushed it off immediately when you felt Seungsik’s eyes on you. You looked up at your better half and smiled, no one can drive you crazy like this man.

Setting across the table from you, Chan stared at you. He wasn’t talkative like his normal self, he was quiet and expressionless. You huffed and leaned back in your chair folding your arms. It wasn’t that serious, was it? It couldn’t be, I mean all you did was go up to the counter and order your iced coffee and his boba tea, how the hell were you supposed to know your ex worked here? All you did was give the man a fake smile as you shot him down when he asked you out.

“Chan,” you called his name with a sigh, “it’s not that serious.” he bit his lip and looked off for a second before looking back at you, “come on,” you whined a little and he looked off again, “we’re supposed to be enjoying ourselves, forget about him.”

Chan finally looked back at you, but something wasn’t right. You ignored that though, when he finally smiled at you, making you think he got over it. Ha, yeah right, homie had other plans. He could see your ex looking at you, your back was to the counter. So you didn’t know. He stood up and sat beside you, placing an arm around you, you smiled and kissed his cheek.

You both started talking about everything under the sun, but only you seemed to forget about your ex watching your every move from across the room. The drinks you ordered were ready and none other than your ex was bringing them over to you. Chan saw him and decided it would be the perfect time to whisper something dirty in your ear. He started snickering when you looked at him in shock and pushed him away playfully.

“One melon boba tea and vanilla iced coffee add cream and three sugars, with light ice.” Your ex called out your order without blinking.

You looked up at him and smiled a fake smile “Thanks,” Chan spoke for you both before looking back at you, “come on,” he started again, ignoring the man standing in front of you both, “you know you’d like it.” Chan whispered, his lips brushing your ear, making your face turn red, “I could lick it off.” He stated loud enough for your ex to hear

“Chan stop,” you giggled out a little when he wrapped his arms around your waist, “you play too much.”

“Who says I’m playing?” He quizzed looking dead at you. Your ex had finally dismissed himself because he couldn’t take watching you both flirt and because he knew Chan was playing dirty and it worked. But it wasn’t just Chan, you, yourself couldn’t look at anybody else but the person you're with. And right now, you were in a relationship with Chan, so you couldn’t help but to only look at him. Your ex knew that but he nonetheless still tried anyway and failed of course.

“Chan,” you looked at him with a small smile playing on your lips, you poked his dimpled cheek, “that’s sound like fun but not right now.”

You picked up your phone and started showing Chan a picture of a jacket you were planning on ordering offline. Meanwhile he had looked over his shoulder at your ex and smirked, waving at him as if he were making fun of him. The man frowned, he was getting angry, so he began walking forwards to your table.

Chan had looked back down at your phone, as if he didn’t just provoke your ex, “that’s cute babe,” Chan remarked, “I’m not gonna lie, I’m actually thinking about how good you’d look covered in chocolate syrup.”

You spit your drink out, some of it coming out of your nose, you coughed as Chan patted your back and handed you paper towels. Your ex was standing right behind you and he had frozen in place, he heard every word.

“Wow,” you choked out, “damn,” you tried to clear your throat, “you win, let’s go home.”

I mean sis, honestly, this man may like to talk but his head game was on point, A mutherfucking one. He knew that it, and he also knew that was what could drive you over the edge but he only gave it when he felt like teasing and torturing you. He enjoyed watching you squirm and beg more than fucking your brains out.

Chan started laughing under his breath as he glanced at your ex and then back to you, “I didn’t think that’d make you choke. Slow down baby.” He sounded so concerned as he helped wipe up the mess. He kissed you and apologized, watching as your ex made a final retreat back to the counter.

You stood up, “Chan,” you ordered, “get your ass up, we're going home. You started this, now finish it.” You were unknowingly loud enough for other people to hear, but you didn’t give a damn, who says no to something like that? Grabbing Chan’s hand, you started pulling him along, making him laugh even more. But he had other ideas, this man somehow ended up pulling you back to the table. He legit waited until no one was looking and snuck you into the bathroom. Where he licked and ate until he got his fill and you did everything in your power to hold back every moan almost failing. And best believe he made sure your ex could hear every last bit of it.

Sitting on the couch watching Sejun laughing it up with one of his friends, you shook your head a little at the sight. He was having hella fun at this party, you almost didn’t come. But just watching him being happy made you happy, you smiled and just as you did, your phone began ringing. You looked down at it, an unknown number, you disregarded it and looked back at Sejun, who was now walking towards you. He plopped down on the couch next to you and planted a kiss on your forehead.

“Having fun,” you questioned with your head tilted to the side a little.

“I was just about to ask you the same thing,” he smiled back, he sighed a little and looked at his watch, checking the time, “ready to go home, cause I am.”

You nodded and he stood up, he reached his hand out towards you to help you up. Lacing your fingers with his, you both made your way to the door. Your phone began ringing, just as you both made it into the hallway.

Frowning as you looked at your phone, that same unknown number flashed across the screen. You stopped walking unknowingly and decided to answer it after whoever it was hung up and called again.

“Y/N, I’ve been trying to reach you, how have you been?” It was none other than your ex and he was drunk as fuck.

You stood there, your frown growing deeper, Sejun was now beside you looking very concerned, “What’s the matter?” He asked you searching your face.

You looked at him finally and shook your head, “nothing.” You hung up the phone and grabbed hold of Sejun’s arm and proceeded to head home.

Two weeks later……

“Stop,” you hollered out at Sejun laughing, “my stomach hurts. I quit, you win!”

He stopped a look of victory all over his face, his dimple showing. Which was the whole reason you both started wrestling in the first place. You stood up from the floor and he looked at you with curiosity. Smiling down at him, you poked his dimple again and took off running, knowing he was going to chase you.

No one was in the practice room, so you both were free to play around as you please. The other members had disappeared as soon as you arrived, but that was cool, more time to play like children.

You didn’t make it far before Sejun had grabbed you yet again, this time he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder. You cried out laughing, begging to be put down, he did, but after spinning you around and scaring you a little. He sat up down on top of the table next to your bag and grinned down at you.

“I’m glad you came,” he whispered out, smiling like a child, “I’ve been kinda down for the last two days.”

You cupped his face in your hands and made a pouty face, “I missed you too darling,” You stated, he went to kiss you, but your phone began to ring, cutting into the mood. Rolling your eyes, you blindly reached over and answered your phone “Hello.” You sighed.

“Y/N, it’s me,” it was your ex again, “I know I fucked up, but can I please have another chance.” He begged, “I promise, I’ll do better this time.”

Sejun heard every word and before you could hang up, he snatched your phone out of your hand “Who is this?” He questioned the man.

Your ex ignored the question and demanded you to be back on the phone. Sejun was getting angry and you could see it, so you went to jump off the table. But Sejun blocked you from moving, “Why are you calling my girlfriend,” Sejun frowned, “she’s not interested, if she was she’d be with you!”

“Jun-ah,” you called his name and tried to take your phone from him but he pushed your hands away, “please stop, hang up the phone.”

“Look dude, put her back on the phone,” your ex yelled out, when you had tried again to reach for the phone, you accidentally hit the speaker button, “I don’t give a damn who you are, I made her the way she is, she’s mine!”

Now it was your turn to get angry, “Hey,” you yelled out loud, your voice echoed across the room, “I don’t belong to anyone. You didn’t make anything you pompous asshole,” Sejun stared at you as you spoke, a deep frown on his face, “we dated two years ago, are you fucking kidding me!”

“Y/N,” your ex called your name twice, “please, listen to me, I’m sorry, I love yo-”

Sejun had hung up the phone and was now glaring at you as if he could bite your head off. You folded your arms and looked away, because you knew you needed to explain. After taking a deep breath, you pushed your hair back and looked back at him.

“So,” he started, “who the fuck was that?”

“My ex,” you answered with a huff, it was a long time ago,”

“Is he the one that called you that night at the party?” He questioned, now leaning towards you. Yes, sis, he was all up in your grill, leaving you no other choice than to answer him, he had you caged in between his arms, “why didn’t you tell me, I could’ve told him off then,” he paused for only a second, “has he been calling you since then?”

“Yes,” you sighed out, annoyed because your happy mood was now ruined, “I haven’t answered since that night,” you further explained, “I was planning on blocking him but I’ve been busy with work.”

“Why didn’t you tell me back then,” he asked, “is he the same one that caused you all that pain?”

Your face changed from annoyed to hurt at the simple thought of what your ex had done to you. You looked away but Sejun grabbed your chin, making you look at him. You took a deep breath, the tears you were holding back fell, as you looked him in the eyes. Sejun’s expression became soft, he took it upon himself to kiss your tears away.

“It’s okay,” he whispered between kisses, “I’m here with you now, I’ll never hurt you like he did.” He assured you, making you wrap your arms around him to bring him close. It was true, your ex hurt you in more ways than one, that man ripped you into complete shit. It took some time and just when you thought you were ready, you met Sejun. He made you feel whole and he loved you despite your flaws, why would you risk losing someone like him.

Unbeknownst to you, Sejun’s kisses had become more eager and you, my dear, were adding more heat to the fire. Shit, you couldn’t breathe, so you pulled away, you could feel Sejun’s bulge on your inner thigh, his face was buried in your neck “Not here,” you whispered softly, your hands had found their way under his shirt, “someone might see.”

He looked up, just as the lights in the practice room had gone off, “I think everyone’s gone home now,” He whispered back, running his hand through your hair, “but we don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

You kissed his lips gently and pulled away, you low key wanted to feel him inside you but you didn’t want to get caught. Sejun grinned, his mischievous manners were showing up now. He pulled you closer until his bulge was right up against your clothed folds. He kissed you deeper and held you tightly against and he grinned into you, you took it upon yourself to break the kiss, hoping he wouldn’t stop because it felt so damn good.

“You play so mu-” your words caught in your throat when he grinded into you harder, “Sejun,” you moaned out his name, “just fuck me already.”

He smirked, “I’ll do more than just fuck you.” He promised as he freed himself and lifted up your skirt. He pushed your panties to the side and just as he kissed you, he put his full length into you, “let me fill you with my love,” with every word he spoke; he thrusted in and out gently, “and give you more, I’ll make love to you.”

Shit, he kissed you and fucked you deeper. You couldn’t breathe but your heart felt full, he was doing it how you liked, nothing could interrupt this moment. It felt too good, not even your phone ringing could make you stop. Sejun had left both your legs up, making you hold yourself up, your hand had brushed your phone, but you were too wrapped up in getting the best dick in your life to care. You had accidentally answered the phone, just as a moan escaped your lips. Your ex was on the line, he called your name but it fell on death ears. He was instead greeted by the sound of lust filled love and heavy breathing.

“I love you baby.” Sejun whispered out, he as nearing his end and so where you.

Looking in his eyes with parted lips you went to reply, but he had placed a hand around your neck and rammed into you deeply making you cream so hard, you cried out his name as your body shook, he followed shortly after, cumming deep into your folds. He held you close. “I’ll never let anyone hurt you, past or present.” He kissed your lips gently and you nodded, whispering back about how much you loved him. He glanced over at your phone and smirked when he saw that your ex was on the phone listening. He played it off and discreetly hung up the phone, knowing he didn’t have to worry about that asshole very again.

The room was quiet but the only sound that could be heard was your heavy breathing, while you sat on top of Hanse staring down at him. You both were tired but neither of you would fold, this was a fight for dominance and you were getting your ass handed to you.

Hanse was looking up at you with a smirk, he knew was winning. So, he was gonna take the time to provoke you until the very end. What was crazy was that it started because your ex thought it would be a good idea to show up to your apartment unannounced. And Hanse was the one to open the door, he looked scary to others but not to you. So when he came face to face with your ex, the man froze in place before asking where you were and if it was the right apartment.

You ended up coming to the door to see what was going on, yeah, sis, you were only wearing a shirt you stole from Hanse. That and the fact that you wrapped your arms around him from the back before looking over his shoulder to see who it was. You sighed, the smile on your face almost vanishing.

“Why on earth are you here,” you asked your ex coldly, “I thought I told you to get lost and never come back.”

Hanse looked at you then back at him, “You know him?” He questioned putting his hands in his pocket.

You looked off and ran your hands through your hair, “I used to know him,” you stated coldly, leaning on to Hanse to add emphasis to that you were happy.

“You moved on pretty fast.” Your ex remarked, sounding hurt, but what was he to expect. You broke up well over a year ago, or rather it was more like, you had an argument about him cheating and then ghosting you, not even bothering to actually cut it off. So you being the bad bitch you are, you shot him a text saying never to show his face around you again after a little over a month after he disappeared.

You met Hanse a few months after, you were in the middle of a rush at the cafe you work at, no manager was on duty and everyone else seemed clueless as to what to do. So you stepped up and started giving orders, making everything run smoothly. Hanse was sitting at a table alone, he was watching the entire thing go down. You could feel his sharp catlike eyes on you, so you glanced in his direction. You ended up locking eyes with him and he smirked, making you look away. Damn, he got you good, because you almost fucked up and gave someone the wrong order. After that moment you felt like he could see through you almost, but that’s what made him seem sexy to you. So you brought him his drink and asked him out at the same time.

A small laugh escaped Hanse’s lips as he looked back at your ex, before slamming the door in his face. Somehow, Hanse managed to drag you to your bedroom and strip you completely naked, I mean, you guys were already in the middle of something before your ex knocked on the door. This just added to pile of things that was making him want to fuck your lights out.

So, here you were in a heated battle with a man who was normally warm. He flipped you over in one swift motion and stared down at you, you couldn’t help but to look at his lip piercing, you thought it was so sexy. Especially when he smirked, shit, fuck it, you thought, I’m not gonna win this one, I quit, I fold.

It was as if he could read your mind, Hanse let out a small laugh and got closer to your face. You were basically breathing each other’s breathe, he was now taunting you by not kissing you so you could feel the coldness of his piercing.

“You don’t play far.” You remarked with a small frown.

“All of far in love and war.” was his response,he buried his face in your neck and nipped at your skin. You let out a breathy sigh, arching your back into him. You both were sweaty but honestly sis, who gives a damn. Hanse was enjoying how you squirmed around under him begging for him to fuck you even more.

But sis, just when you thought you’d get to ride the pounding you needed, someone thought it would be a wonderful idea to come home on time. Whom you may ask, none other than your roommate, and ole girl was loud as fuck for no reason today.

Hanse let you go and you huffed as you sat up, “This bitch has some superb timing.” You grumbled saracastly as you climbed out of bed and started putting on clothes.

Your roommate knocked on the door, “Y/N,” she called out, it sounded like she was crying “I need some company, I just caught my boyfriend cheating with my best friend.”

“Oh fuck.” You sighed as you watched Hanse finish getting dressed.

“We can finish this some other time,” he promised, kissing your forehead, “I’m far from finished.” He remarked as he grabbed and squeezed a helping handful of your ass. He let go and smacked it, liking how it jiggled, “I’ll see you later babe.” He whispered opening the door and walking out of your room.

You followed behind him, biting your lip, you liked jealous Hanse. He it made him dangerous and you licked it. Exiting your room behind him, you ran dead into your roommate, who by the smell was drunk. You knew how you’d spend your night, and it wasn’t how you wanted.

A month later………

“Why are you here?” You frowned at your ex. You were at work, doing your job as usual, it was almost time to get off. Thus, the day was going good until he showed up. The man was persistent and wouldn’t take no for an answer, but what you both didn’t know, was Hanse was there watching the whole thing play out.

Sis, your man had came in right behind your ex, he would’ve intervened. But he wanted to see how you would handle it, because I mean, you are a big girl, you take care of yourself, right?

“Please just hear me out,” your ex pleaded, good thing it was slow and he was the only one in line, “I was wrong and selfish and I’m sorry.”

You blinked at this man with a straight face, before replying. You folded your arms and took a deep breathe, “Look man,” you finally started, “get over it. You disappeared after I caught you cheating. I’m in a relationship,” you pointed your finger at him, “and don’t start talking about how you’ve changed. I accept your apology, but I’m not getting back with you. And ex is an example of what not to do again. So, do me a favor and get over it.”

He went to speak, but a hand on his shoulder caused him to stop and look. At some point, Hanse had made his way over, “how pathetic.” Hanse remarked with a small shake of his head, he looked over at you, “ready to go babe.”

The grim look you once had was replaced by a soft smile as you nodded “let me clock out, I didn’t know you were picking me up today.” Your tone was excited, he was just the person you wanted to see.

Now sis, when you took off to he back, Hanse took the opportunity to be very clear with your ex. He wasn’t about to spare any feelings.

“Look dude, she’s happy, why are you being a parasite and trying to fuck that up,” Hanse sighed and sized him up really quick, “I’ve been nice about it, especially when you showed up at her house, slamming the door was a small part of what I want to do to you,” He had placed a hand on the mans shoulder and spoke lowly into his ear, “I want to break your face in, for the shit you did to her. Right now I want to break your damned legs. You are a pathetic little piece of shit, you didn’t deserve her, she’s too good for you. If I see or hear about you bugging her again, you’ll have to deal with me,” Hanse stepped back when he saw you coming back, “do me that one favor while I’m being polite.”

Your ex was a mix between scared and angry, you walked up to Hanse who was smirking slightly at the man. Daring him to try it, whatever it was. But the man never moved. You on the other hand ignored your ex and grabbed Hanse’s hand, pulling him along because you were so ready to go.

Now, sis, let’s just say, you guys picked up where you left off. I mean, shit happened really fast when you got home, considering you guys stopped at a few places. But nonetheless, girl, you were right back in the same position, naked, sweaty and heated. But this time, neither of you held back. Getting fucked with those kinds of emotions does something to you. The pressure behind each thrust and thoughtless minds mixed with feelings of the heart, while getting dicked down made you climax in no time. But so what if you were going to be sore for a few days, no fucks were given.

The night was young, but the breeze was cold, which was okay with you. You were headed home anyway, sleep was calling your name in all capital letters. Sighing you rounded the corner that lead to your house, you froze when your eyes landed on your ex standing on your door step holding flowers.

What the fuck is he doing here, you thought. Like seriously, you haven’t seen the man in months. Last time you checked he said you were too boring and easy to read for him. The day you broke up played in your mind like a broken record.

It was sunny out, you woke up that day feeling good but something was off. He texted you and asked to meet up at a cafe, so you did. You dressed up and headed out. Sitting in the cafe, he stared at you with a cold expression, before telling you it was over and blaming you for not being exciting enough. Well shit, that stung like a bitch. You put your all into the relationship, you were together so long but what really hurt was he fact the he didn’t realize he didn’t put any effort into it. You almost cried, but you held back and stood up from the table, snatching the necklace he had bought you off and throwing it at him. You left without a word, I’m your mind you said fuck it and let it go.

So, why was he standing in front of your house, holding flowers. You sighed and walked up to him, your hands in your jacket pocket, you looked him up and down as he turned towards you. He smiled at you a held the flowers out for you to take, but you didn’t make a move to grab them.

“Y/N,” he started, “I’m sorry, I was wrong. It wasn’t your fault, it was mine. I should’ve treated you better-.”

You sighed loudly, cutting him off, “Thanks,” you rolled your eyes, “but you're late, I moved on already. But even if I didn’t, I wouldn’t come back to you.”

He dropped the flowers, he face was a mix between sad and upset. He sighed about to say something when a very familiar laugh reached your ears. You looked behind you, ByungChan was walking towards you, his nose was red and his eyes were watering. He was still sick, but why on earth did he come out, when you just left his house after putting him to sleep, or you thought.

“Byung-ah,” you called his name worriedly, “why are you here, I thought I left you at home asleep.”

He coughed a little and threw an arm around you, “I couldn’t let you walk home alone,” he replied sounding as stop up as ever, “I followed you,” he sneezed and sniffled.

You pushed him off and glared at him, “Dude, seriously, you sneezed in my hair.”

He laughed at you and looked at your ex, “Who is this guy?” He asked ignoring your protest, he was still trying lean on you.

“You’re sick and you’re asking me about him,” you shoved him off one last time and reached into your purse pulling out a small pack of Kleenex. You grabbed him by his shoulder and pulled his face to your level so you could clean his nose.

“I’m sorry, babe, but some random dude is trying to give you flowers, I don’t like that.” ByungChan explained still standing eye level with you.

“Look Bunnie,” you called his pet name, and touched his forehead, “you’re still sick! Go home!” You yelled, he was about to become childish, you could feel it.

“You're right,” he smiled, “I’m sick, sick on your love.” He looked over at your ex and smirked before he sneezed again, “she is so loving isn’t she,” he kept laughing and teasing, “too bad you let her go.”

You sighed, you knew he was playing stupid and he was aiming to provoke your ex, it was working. You didn’t want to see a fight or an argument between the two men, so you decided to cut that shit short.

“Choi ByungChan,” you called his entire name, “just get in the house,” you started pushing him towards the front door, you glanced at your ex, “as you can see, I’m busy taking care of my sick boyfriend,” ByungChan was about to say something but he couldn’t because he started coughing, “goodbye and take care of yourself.”

You had managed to unlock the door and shove ByungChan in. You closed the door and looked at your beloved boyfriend about to start nagging, but froze in place when you saw his expression. His face was completely blank, something you only saw once, right before he lost his cool.

Huffing, you folded your arms and started talking again after swallowing, “Have you lost your mind,” you said, “you can become sicker if you go outside like that, it’s cold out,” you looked him over, “you didn’t even put on a jacket or proper shoes.”

“Has he come here before?” ByungChan asked, ignoring all your concerns for his health.

You huffed and looked off then back at him, “Forget about him, he’s not important!” You yelled

“He is if he comes to your house,” he yelled back, “what if he had tried something!”

“Are you hearing yourself,” you were getting angry, because he wasn’t taking his sickness seriously, “I don’t care about him, you're standing in front of me, your nose is running and your temp is high. I don’t give a fuck about that guy!”

“He came to your house unannounced, at night, he could’ve been drunk or something. He could’ve tried to kidnap you!”

You sighed, he wasn’t hearing you but you were hearing him, so you blurted out what the problem was. It had been going on for a while, he just wouldn’t say it, so you just blurted it out, “You keep thinking I’m going to leave you for someone else!”

He fell silent, you had the courage to say it out loud and that hurt. Adding that to the fact that he tried to hide it from you, but you knew anyway, he low key wondered when you figured it out. His mind as running but no words could come out.

“I figured it out a month and a half ago,” you explained, “when that guy asked for my number as if you weren’t standing there. I found out then.”

ByungChan dropped his head, he had been feeling so insecure since before then. He saw how the good the other men looked and he couldn’t help but compare. You took a step towards him and he took one back, you went to call his name but he shook his head and walked out of the door. He was holding back tears, and he did his best to not show them, but you saw them and went behind him, calling his name at the top of your lungs.

You ex was still lingering outside, he tried to stop and talk to you, but you shoved him off “Get the fuck out of my face!” You yelled, you noticed ByungChan stop to look back. You ex had kept grabbing you and you kept pushing his hand away, your were becoming frustrated. How could such a good day go down the drain all because this piece of shit showed up?

A firm hand pulled you completely away from your ex, followed by a fist flying straight at his faces. Shit, ByungChan had punched your ex in the nose. Blood was dripping, you were shocked as you watched your stumble while covering his leaking nose.

“Get lost, don’t show your face around here again,” ByungChan wasn’t like this, so you were very much shocked, “if I see you again, I’ll fucking rip your face off, how dare you touch her like that! Have you lost your mind!”

Surprisingly, your ex left after apologizing, ByungChan had turned back towards you, he looked you over and just as he was about to say something. He started coughing up a storm, bringing you back from the cloud you had landed on. This side of him was way too sexy for you at the moment, but you weren’t going to say it.

Instead, you started nagging him a little and ushered him back inside. Where you made him lay in your bed while you made some honey lemon tea. You freshened up quickly while the tea was brewing, listening to him sneeze and cough made you move faster. You quickly made the tea and brought it to him.

Walking into your bedroom, you could’ve sworn he was asleep, so you sat the cup down on the nightstand, beside the bed and sat down next to him. Placing a hand on your forehead and the other in his, you sighed. He was burning up, a hand on top of yours made you look at him. He didn’t say a word, but you knew what he was thinking. So you expressed yourself clearly, without yelling.

“I would never leave you for some other guy,” you started, he looked away from you and huffed, but you kept going, “I don’t know where you got that stupid idea, but forget it. It’s me and you together forever, reminder? Cause I do,” emotions started coming out with each word you spoke, “you picked up a random weed as a joke and gave it to me, to make me laugh,” you started listing the senseless sweet things he had done, “you wrote that I was pretty on a napkin you used. You always show up when I start feeling like shit about myself. You fucking idiot, you almost had a heart attack because I got bit by a misquote,” you were on the verge of tears now but you kept going, “we even played in the park because I was drunk and didn’t want to go home,” a tear fell and his heart dropped, the last thing he wanted was to hurt you.

He placed a hand on your cheek and sat up in bed, he hugged you. But you pushed him a little “You're sick and you’re worried about some loser taking me from you, ByungChan, you fucking idiot!” You were crying, but you had to get it off your chest now, it was the best to do it now, “why would I drop and my ace for a joker, I’m not stupid!”

“I’m sorryY/N,” he whispered, “I didn’t know you felt that way. I thought you would’ve liked someone who’s the opposite of me, I shouldn’t have thought that way.”

“My eyes are only on you, don’t forget that.” You mumbled looking up at him, “now your sick, you need to-,” your complaints were cut short by a gently kiss.

You went to pull away but he wasn’t having that, he pulled you closer and needless to say before you knew it, you were naked and he was on top of you. Fucking you deep and slow, you forgot about him being sick and so did he.

“That’s cheating,” you frowned at Subin pouting at the screen in front of you. He smirked and looked off as if he didn’t just blow air on your neck to distract you from winning, “you know what,” you suggested, “I bet I can beat you in basketball.” You challenged him with a smirk of your own.

He rolled his eyes, but you both stood up anyway and headed to the court outside of your apartment. The game was going good, you were kicking his butt, but he didn’t mind because he was having fun. The sound of loud laughter hit both of your ears causing you to stop and look up. A group of familiar faces was walking towards you, you sighed inwardly. It was your ex and his friends.

“Y/N,” your ex called your name, and stood in front of you , “it’s been a while, I see you’re still hopping and still with this kid. How cute.”

His tone got under your skin but you let it slide, “I see you’re still the same,” you replied, “all talk and no play.”

He went to say something, Subin cut him off, “I’m going to get something to drink, what would you like?” He wasn’t fazed by your ex because he knew you could handle it on your own, no need for him to back you up.

You looked at Subin and smiled at him adorably before answering, “Yes, babe, I’ll take a flavored water.” You always looked at Subin admiration, he was the only guy that could make you swoon. Something that pissed off your ex every time he saw you and him together, “I’ll just sit over there and wait for you to come back, my love.” You added swaying back and forth a little, still holding the ball.

You ex scoffed, but you ignored him until Subin walked away and he did it again, “What,” you sighed out, “can I help you with something?”

Your ex smirked, “let’s play, one on one.” He dared, “I bet I could beat you.”

Shaking your head, you watched Subin leave the court and head for the store, you were going to ignore your ex, but he said something that made you want to prove him wrong. Alas a game started between you and your ex, you were kicking his butt. Leaving him feeling saltier than his sweat.

You shot a three point and watched as the ball went into the net with no problem. Subin was coming back up, he had been gone for about twenty minutes, he wasn’t surprised to see you kicking your ex’s ass. He smiled to himself, you were so cute to him. His smile dropped when he saw your ex smack your ass right when you threw the ball up, the ball missed and you spun around and pushed your ex as hard as you could.

“What the fuck is wrong with you!” You yelled in his face, “have you lost your mind!”

Your ex smirked, acting all cocky because his friends were in the background cheering him on, “It’s still as soft as I remember.” He stated with a smirk, “I can still take you from that kid, he’s a nobody.”

This was you broke up with him I’m the first place, he was so full of himself. He talked a lot of shit but couldn’t fuck for shit. He was good at sports but that was about it. He was a complete asshole, who did anything to make others feel small and you hated it. Your breaking point was when he was picking at some random guy for no reason, he poured water on the guy and acted as if it was an accident. You cursed him out that day and then told him it was over.

“You little bitch,” you started but your ex had forcefully kissed you, shoving his tongue in your mouth. You bit his lip just as you felt him being snatched off of you. Subin eyes were set in a straight line, he was pissed to say the least, your ex stared back at him in a daring manner.

“What are you gonna do, you little punk bitch?” He started antagonizing him, “your a weak little kid, she needs a grown man.”

“Dude-” Your words fell short when you saw Subin land a punch in your ex’s mouth.

“Don’t ever touch her again,” Subin was beyond angry, he had had enough of your ex’s shit for the day.

Your ex wanted to act like a tough guy and swung a punch at Subin, he landed it but Subin swung and landed yet another punch to his jaw. You started to try and break it up, but it was little too late for that. You thanked you stars that your ex’s friend weren’t trying to see a fight, they helped pull them apart.

Subin’s lip was bleeding but you ex was looking wrecked. Why, because he couldn’t fight for shit. You was so overly concerned about Subin lip, that you didn’t see how hurt your ex was. Not like you cared though, serves him right, he fucked up and he knew it. He lost a good woman all because of his cockiness.

“You’ve crossed the line,” Subin yelled trying to go at your ex again, “she’s my girl, how dare you put your disgusting lips on her, you have any idea how long it’s going to take to wipe that off.”

“Let’s go, Subin!” You yelled at him to get his attention. He looked down at you and grabbed your hand aggressively and angrily pulled you along with him. You mind was still on the fact that Subin was bleeding, even though it wasn’t much, just a little but that hurt your heart. No one wants to see someone they love hurt. You were brought back from your running thoughts when you heard your apartment door shut behind you.

Just as you looked up at Subin, he basically tossed you onto the couch, “Subi-,” you stopped talking when he took off his shirt and threw it to the side somewhere.

Your eyes widened when he got on top of you, caging you in. He somehow managed to snatch your shirt off in one motion, you clenched your legs together, but to no avail. Subin was already between your legs, no escape. He went for your sweet spot and you folded, but he was so rough and aggressive. Not that you’d complain. He placed hickies from your neck to your stomach, he then ripped your shorts off, well they were his but who gives a damn, they were gone along with your panties. The cold air was replaced by his hot lips on your folds, he’d never gone down on you before.

You were trying to protest, but he wasn’t having it. He pinned your legs wide open, this was new to you. So it was no surprise as to how your body would react, he ignored how your legs shook and trembled. Where did he learn this from, your hands were in his hair, pulling at the strands, trying to get him to stop, but your grip loosened when you felt yourself about to cream. He stopped and licked his way back to your neck, you opened your eyes and stared directly into his, just as you felt him enter you roughly with no warning. He started pounding into you, not giving anytime to breathe or think.

Again, you tried to stop him but he had you pinned wide open, “I let it slide one two many times,” he stated as he pounded into you deeper and harder, “I can’t believe he touched you,” he rammed into you balls and layed flush against your chest, Subin grabbed your jaw squeezing it. You opened your mouth and he spit in it before kissing you roughly.

Subin pulled away and slammed into you a few times, “This pussy is mines, say it.” He ordered, but you were too far gone to speak, he did it again, harshly pounding into you with no mercy, until you said it.

When you finally said it, he placed two fingers on your clit and rubbed it to the rhythm of each thrust. Until you creamed, your hips shot up and your legs shook, but Subin paid no mind as he continued, reaching his peak, he came. And as he did, his kissed you yet again roughly, covering up your whimpers and moans.

A little after Midnight……..

You lay there on your bed, still naked from earlier, Subin lay beside you, in the same condition, asleep, you assumed. You sat up and looked over at his sleeping form, wondering what had gotten into him. That was so unlike him, but you low key liked it.

Sighing, you climbed out of bed and grabbed your phone and left your apartment to get some air. You were sore down there, but you need the air to help clear your thoughts. You made it to a an empty bench and sat down, looking at the time on your phone, you decided to stay out for only thirty minutes and then head back in. The sound of footsteps coming towards you caused you to look up into none other than your ex’s face.

You sighed and rolled your eyes, so much for getting some air, you thought about to stand up. He stopped you holding out his hands, showing he meant no offense, “Y/N,” he started, “I’m sorry.” He apologized, taking you by surprise. He never apologized for anything. So this was very new to you.

Sighing yet again, you rolled your eyes, “I’m being serious,” he said, making you look up at him, he pointed to the empty spot beside you, “can I sit down, I promise I won’t try anything.”

You stared at him for a few seconds before nodding your head, your ex sat down at the other end of the bench before he started talking again, “I’m really sorry,” he began again, you picked up on how sincere he was by the time of his voice, “I shouldn’t have kissed you or touched you in that manner,” he took a deep breath before continuing, “I just couldn’t believe I lost you to someone else. I really do love you, I’m being shameless, but I have to be honest with you and myself,” at this point, neither of you saw Subin standing within listening distance.

He had woken up, wondering where you were, he came outside in hopes of finding you. He did, but before he made his presence known, he wanted to hear what you would say when he wasn’t around, he was beyond curious, despite the fact that he was deep down scared of how you’d reply.

“You were the best thing to happen to me,” your ex continued, “I fucked up bad. All because I wanted to look like a cool tough guy in front of you. I feel so stupid for treating you like I did, please forgive me,” he paused for a second before he continued, “I’m being self right now, but, please give me one more chance, I promise I’ll be different, I’ll treat you so much better.”

“Wow,” you started, “that’s real sweet,” Subins heart dropped a little at your first few words, “but, I can’t,” you said honestly, “I’m happy, I love Subin, he’s my world,” you sighed, swooning over him, “you messed up, that’s on you,” unknowingly Subin had started walking towards you, “But,” you continued, “I’m glad you saw your flaws, hopefully you fix them. I accept your apology and I hope you find happiness with some other girl who’d be happy to be with you, but it’s not me.”

Subin was now standing beside you, causing you to look up, you smiled unknowingly at him. Your eyes told your emotions, anybody could see that you were in love. Subin smiled back and reached his hand out to you and you grabbed it.

You went to stand up but faltered a little, Subin laughed a little and turned around “Come on,” he pointed to his back and you hoped on, like a happy child, “why didn’t you wake me?” He quizzed as he began walking, leaving your ex sitting there.

“Because,” you answered, laying your head on his back, “you were asleep, I just came out to get some air.”

“Ah, is that so,” he said with a smile of his own, “I was worried for nothing.”

“You worried, does that make any sense,” you playfully responded, “what is this world coming too to make you worry.”

He didn’t respond for a few seconds, he hoisted you up onto his back higher, you were sliding down, he laced his fingers together under your legs to make sure you wouldn’t fall, “Y/N,” he called your name sweetly, “I love you.”

You looked up grinning from ear to ear, “I love you too.” You responded. You could tell he was blushing, so you took that opportunity to blow your breathe on the back of his neck. He panicked and almost fell.

“Hey, be careful,” he scolded you, “what if I drop you.”

You giggled and did it again, this time placing a quick hiss on his cheek when he turned his head to scold you again. He put you down and turned towards you and you playfully ran off. You both ended up playing, despite your ex sitting there watching it all go down. He stood up and smiled accepting his loss but happy to see you smile so brightly. He left without a word.

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