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greythemed · 9 months

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𓂃 ♥︎ⴰ bloodhounds . kim gun-woo

˚ TITLE 𓂃 ♥︎ⴰ lovesick ˚ WORD COUNT 𓂃 ♥︎ⴰ 1936

he looked unreal, all tanned with his beautiful eyes half closed as he looked down, full lips unconsciously forming a pout. his chest was bronzed and openly displayed for anyone with two eyes and a drooling mouth.

you wanted to eat him alive.

it was supposed to be a peaceful morning at your parents' beach house on the coast but, apparently, your boyfriend chose violence that day. with sleepy eyes and a drowsy appearance, you immediately realized that you accidentally fell asleep while trying to get tanned by the summer sun in the morning. luckily, the book you were reading fell from your grip at some point and didn't leave a funny mark on your stomach for woo-jin to laugh about later.

how can one person be so beautiful, inside and out? was he even real, or will you inevitably wake up to find the space beside you empty, his presence fading with your dreams?

you get goosebumps just imagining it.

feeling your eyes on him, gun-woo looked up from his drawing, a big smile forming on his pink lips.

"you look like shit, babe".

oh wow, what a day to feel loved.

"fuck off". you grumbled while sitting up and picking the book from the floor next to you, gun-woo's eyes never leaving your bikini form. "what took you so long to get here?". you asked him pouty.

"your mother asked me to move the sofa three times so she could do her pilates session in the living room". gun-woo couldn't help but laugh at his answer, never imagining he'd be in this position someday.

it was your first family trip as a couple, and also the first time gun-woo went on a plane and traveled since his school's excursion in 9th grade to say the best. you were happy to see him happy. it was thrilling to see the man in another setting, different from the usual gym clothes or café outings you guys first got to know each other. you considered yourself a good girlfriend, providing these opportunities for both of you while so young, even if gun-woo was paying for basically everything other than the house you were staying. you were a good girlfriend, right?

so why the living hell was he acting so mean towards you?

"i'm sorry about that". you grimaced embarrassingly because of your mother. "just because you have an insane amount of muscle she thinks you're her personal guard". gun-woo laughs. that bright innocent smile that makes his eyes disappear.

fuck you kim geun-woo for being so mean.

"my mom used to say we should never neglect help from others, including offering help in the first place". he tells you with innocence, a sudden wave of sympathy running through his veins strong enough to make him vocalize his thoughts. you were too accustomed with this side of him, being together for almost 6 months. “she also used to say that we always must look for the best in people”.

he was too pure. so why could you only think other things like what was this man saying? and why wasn't he kissing your mouth right now?

you embarrassingly found yourself in this predicament more times than you could count with your boyfriend.

the sound of his voice didn't shake you out of your sleepy daze, looking up at him with eyes full of love and wonder. like a lovesick puppy whose brain didn't seem to register the spoken words, too caught up in its own reverie.

when he didn't get the reply he was hoping for, gun-woo finally put down the pen and paper and leaned closer to you, your knees now touching and you almost choked on your saliva.

you loved him too much. and he was so hot.

“y/n?” he asked softly, placing a hand on top of your lap, the feel of his surprisingly cold hands against your warm skin almost making you shiver.

"i was so worried when i woke up and didn't see you, figured you'd be reading here". his smile continued to be nothing other than soothing, comforting, and exclusive.

exclusive for you and only you.

"woo-jin tried facetiming early this morning but i was still sleeping, i kind of feel bad for him not being able to come this time". he rambles. "and i also feel bad for sleeping so late, i hope your parents don't mind it. yesterday was a good day".

of course it was a good day. it was gun-woo's first ever private flight and you couldn't put your mind around the fact that this man's whole life was a huge unfair exposure to only the bad in life. you wanted to cry suddenly. cry for everything cruel that happened to him. cry for his still pure but poorly scarred heart. cry for his smiles and goodmorning pecks. cry for his fucking six-pack and spy reflexes.

cry because he was yours. exclusively.

without saying a word, you gently pulled his hands away before wrapping yours around his shoulders in a much-needed hug, the love you felt for him overwhelming all your senses. his arms found their place around your waist immediately, pulling his body closer and pouring all his love into you in return.

it was his fault for dating such a crybaby and he knew it, because the second he touched your waist and ribs, the boxer knew you were about to cry because of your uneaving breathing.

gun-woo hesitated for a second, giving your body another squeeze before finally speaking.

"are you okay, princess?" his voice was calm as he gently stroked your hair, knowing damn well you got emotional in the mornings sometimes. his 'bedroom voice' - that's what you called, don't judge - was enough to make your eyes sting, causing you to snuggle closer to his neck with a nod.

"'m okay".

you loved his bedroom voice - again, don’t judge the name you came up with -, it was special for you. it held something ethereal in the fact that he dropped a few octaves to talk to you and only you. the intimacy he could bring only by speaking more calmly to you, everywhere you both were together and tangled in each other's arms like right now.

everything was different. the setting, the weather, the clothes - it made you realize for the very first time in the six months of your relationship that dating itself shouldn't be overwhelming, tiring, or burdensome.

dating should feel like the books you grew up reading and the movies you grew up watching. anything other than that, it didn't belong to you in the first place.

you felt so comfortable in his embrace like you were floating on a fluffy cloud as the sun was slowly disappearing, so warm and safe. it was just the best, being with the man you loved, and nothing could come close to how you were feeling in his presence, surrounded by his unconditional love and care.

fuck, you were sounding like a corny teenager and it was embarrassing.

"y/n, you're going to tell me what's on your mind, aren't you?". the sound of his concern was evident in his voice, reminding you that - even if this man's thighs were the size of your head -, he still was worried and soft on the inside type of boyfriend.

you were his first girlfriend. gun-woo didn't know how to do things usually.

without missing a beat, you looked him in the eye for the question.

"i love you, gunwoo-ya". you started to pour your eyes out for no reason. you blamed the hormones, your mom would blame the weather and woo-jin would blame the books you read but you didn't care.

the corners of his mouth turned up in response, a soft, sincere smile stretching across his face because he was also just that: a lovesick puppy.

"i l-love you too". gun-woo wasn't expecting that, you could tell. he was too nonchalant for his own good sometimes.

like who the fuck wears pink bright shorts at his parents-in-law’s beach house? WITH NO SHIRT ON.

his eyes were full of love as he looked at you, the sun making the already beautiful landscape even more dazzling as time seemed to stop once more, everything but him disappearing at that moment. not being able to wait any longer, gun-woo then leaned his head up, pouty lips brushing yours teasingly for a moment before connecting in a proper kiss.

his touch was soft and tender, brushing against your mouth as he had so many times before, your tongue darting out to meet his briefly as his arms around your waist pulled you even closer. the sudden change in height since you got up from the bench was a different angle for both of you.

a silent moan escaped your lips as your barely clothed breast brushed against his, giving your boyfriend the perfect opportunity to slip his tongue properly inside your mouth for another taste.

his hands squeezed your sides lightly, applying just the right amount of pressure to feel good, and just as you were about to pull him even closer to deepen the kiss, he slowly pulled back, making you want his lips more.

a smile appeared on his face at that, the smugness behind it pouting in response. you straddled him so your faces were on the same level and suddenly the boxer went exe.error404

"jagi, your mom-". he spoke, his hot breath hitting your face with each exhale. you smirked at him.

he was so mean.

"how can you act innocent right after sucking my mouth dry a second ago, you monster?".

"b-but-". oh no. his cheeks were red, wide eyes searching for one of your parents to pop up from nowhere suddenly, hands finding no safe spot to grip at your sides, finally opting to put them in your waist, almost engulfing its whole circumference because of the size of his hands.

when a few moments passed and you still remained in the same state, he finally relented and sealed your lips once more in a quick kiss, one of his hands moving up from your waist to gently caress your swollen lower lip afterward.

“is that what you've been thinking about all this time, baby?". he asked embarrassingly, eyes avoiding your brown ones for all that was worth.

you nodded, your eyes roaming all over his face before reaching out to move some of the hair away from his eyes, gathering his attention.

"sorry, but yes". you pouted, a small smile starting to appear on the boxer's mouth. you could tell he was embarrassed to hear you confess he occupies your mind 24/7 as if he didn’t know that yet. "and that you are so irritably sexy".

not even one second after, gun-woo's hand is covering your mouth with his eyes wide open and a laugh escapes your lips. he instantly mouths for you to be careful.

"i didn't even say anything wrong!". you defend, automatically tracing his scar on the right side of his face like you are already used to, brushing his hair at the end.

"you want sexy time, i know you!". he whisper-shouts, now completely avoiding your gaze. you laughed.

"sorry". you were not. "it's not my fault you're wearing pink shorts! you can't do this to me, you're mean!". you whined on his lap.

"you were crying seconds ago, what happened?!". it was his turn to pout, looking genuinely confused at your change of emotions. "woojin-hyung said you were crazy when you guys first met".

"aish- that old f-". gun-woo covered your mouth again, warning you. "he's lucky he didn't make it here".

this one is for my crybaby girlies i got you don't worry, gun-woo is here to wipe your tears and fuck your brains out - in a loving way. loved imagining beach!gunwoo a little too much.

#this was supposed to be longer im sorryyyy #hope you enjoyed anyways!!#woo do hwan #kim geun woo x reader #kim gun woo #bloodhounds fanfic #bloodhounds #bloodhounds x reader #bloodhounds netflix #bloodhounds kdrama

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panda-writes-kpop · 1 month

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we're never getting back together (like ever?) ~ kim lip

a/n: apologies for the bad pun, but I had to. 😌 this fic is in celebration of the birthday of my favorite (fucking) boomer @kingmaker-a - thank you for being such a great friend (and for the photocards and album). 💕 sorry for the excessive boomer jokes, but it must be done 🫡 also we've got another entry in the paladin! roommates au with more lore about the Paladins (and some bullshit I made up).

tw: paladin! reader kinda reads like an OC but hopefully you can ignore it, reader and lippie get wasted, one too many boomer jokes, alcohol, parties, hangovers, katie and mala being professional little shits ™️

summary: Your roommates are little shits, but you have to thank them for (indirectly) getting you and your ex back together. Perhaps this is a funny story that you can tell at your wedding, given that you and Kim Lip are sober enough to remember the day.

♡ Masterlist ♡

Laughter was a common noise in the Paladins' apartment. You all poked fun at each other from time to time (it was mostly Katie and Mala calling the rest of you boomers).

What concerns you this time, as you nurse your nasty hangover, is the two people laughing from a room away.

Katie's bubbly laughter rings out through the hallways and into the kitchen. Her laughter was usually accompanied an accusing finger from stealing her baked goods (Mala was the one who did the crime, but you did the time with an hour long lecture about personal property) or a brutal roast about your age.

Your joints may be getting old, but your ears are doing just fine since you pick up on the second person who's laughing.

It's Mala.

Mala and Katie were little shits on their own. Together, they could set fire to an entire neighborhood or wreck havoc to your social life.

As you nurse your hangover cure of choice, you're hoping that they're laughing over their choice of lighter fluid.

"What a boomer!" Katie says before dissolving into another fit of giggles.

Fuck.

You trudge into the living room, looking like shit from the night before. Whatever the youngest Paladins are up to, it's certainly no good.

"What are you two doing?" You mumble as Katie puts her phone away and blinks innocently at you.

Wolf in sheep's clothing, I swear.

"Nothing! Mala was just showing me some photos from last night."

With a smirk, Mala presents you with their phone.

This can't be good.

The first photo you see is a picture of Katie with her arms wrapped around Dami. She's laughing as Dami's trying to pull her in for a kiss.

Cute.

Scrolling to the left, you see a more formal picture of Mala standing next to Tzuyu. They're holding hands while not making eye contact with one another. You wonder how long they'll dance around their feelings for each other before one of them confesses.

You swipe again and again, seeing various photos of your friends and their friends. In one photo, Sparrow's knocked out on the ground, curled up in between Kazuha and Yunjin. In another, Neon and Siyeon cheers each other with wide smiles on their faces. There's even a group photo of the five of you that will definitely be a wallpaper on your phone or laptop.

You swipe again.

Then you see it.

A picture of you, drunk beyond recognition, holding a beer in one of your hands. There's nothing wrong with this photo, except you're not the only one in it.

Your other arm is wrapped around Kim Lip, who is wearing a stunning white dress. If your friends didn't know any better, they would assume that the two of you were drunken newlyweds.

The problem is, she's not your wife. She's not your girlfriend. You haven't been seen together in months since she's your ex.

Maybe you two had only dated for a few months, but you really liked her. She was a goofy loser, just like you. Your heart aches as you stare at the picture, wondering what could've been.

"Do you think he's seen it?" Katie shout-whispers as Mala sighs.

"Do you think he makes that face normally?"

"Did this get posted?" You softly ask as Mala and Katie immediately shut up. "Did. This. Get. Posted?"

"We didn't post it." Katie bites her lip before looking at you. "You did."

You toss Mala their phone before scrambling to grab yours from your pocket. When you unlock your phone and open Instagram, you notice your post right at the top with you and Kim Lip in the photo.

And it has 3,000 likes. Great.

"Ah, Jinsoul texted me last night and..." Katie trails off before playing with her hair.

"What did she say?"

"Check your messages."

You click on the message bubble in the top right corner as the menu changes in front of you. Once your messages load, you notice that Kim Lip's name is right at the top.

You click on the message without hesitating.

I saw your post.

Do you have time to meet?

I want to talk things through.

You shouldn't be here.

It's 11:35 a.m. - she's five minutes late.

Your friends aren't late as the two youngest Paladins are dressed in the worst disguises you've ever seen - fake mustaches and all.

A few tables away, Mala holds up their phone with scrolling text that reads: you've got this! just keep your calm and relax.

Katie then holds up their phone, and her scrolling message is: don't screw this up you fucking boomer.

There's something to be said about the duality of man between your two friends, but you can't say anything to them as Kim Lip enters the coffee shop.

You wonder if she knows that this is the same coffee shop you had your first date in.

And you're sitting in the same booth where she told you that she didn't have feelings for you anymore.

You still weren't over her, months later.

She's just as beautiful as the day you last saw her.

Katie's right - You're such a fucking simp.

"Hey." She gently tucks a small bit of hair behind her ear before setting her bag on the table. "Mind if I sit?"

"Not at all."

Kim Lip slides into the booth beside you as you fiddles with the coffee up in front of you.

"Want anything to drink?" You offer before pulling your wallet from your pocket.

"No, I'm alright," She smiles for a moment before asking, "how are you feeling after last night?"

Terrible, I'm dealing with a headache in my brain and two headaches twenty feet away from me.

"A bit rough, but it's nothing that a little hangover cure can't fix." You take a sip of your drink before continuing. "But I'm sure that you didn't come here to just ask how I was feeling."

"Right," She shakes her head for a moment, "listen, I'm sorry about everything I said last night. It was completely unfair of me to dump all of my feelings onto you when you didn't ask for it."

You do your best to hide a surprised reaction, choosing to cough and cover your face with your hand instead.

What did she say? How drunk was I last night?

"You have no idea what I'm talking about, do you?" Her eyebrow raises as you sheepishly nod. "Well, shit."

Kim Lip grabs her bag and pulls out her phone. She grabs her phone and quickly navigates to her gallery as you try to recall anything that happened last night.

I remember getting there, talking to a few friends, playing a bit of Truth or Drink... that's about it.

With a soft blush, she hands you her phone. You play the video, hoping that you didn't make an absolute fool of yourself.

You hear Jinsoul, the cameraman, laugh as she approaches the two of you. With tears streaming down her face, Kim Lip shakes your barely conscious form.

"I love you!" She screams into your face. "I miss you so much! I was such an idiot for dumping you. Please, please, please take me back!"

You don't even blink at her confession - how fucked up were you? - as she continuous to blubber in your ear.

The video ends with Jinsoul laughing again - you understand why her and Katie are friends after that debacle.

"So?" Her eyes meet yours as you hand her the phone back.

"Did you mean any of that?" You honestly ask as she pauses.

"I- I did." She bows her head as you take a pause of your own to process what she's said.

"I missed you." You hate how desperate you sound, but it's the truth.

You'd do anything for a second chance, and by the way her eyes lit up at your words, you think she feels the same way.

"I'd like that drink now, if you don't mind." She smiles as you sigh.

"Once I get rid of those two, sure," You vaguely gesture towards Katie and Mala, "I don't need them interfering in my boomer romance."

"They still call you a boomer?"

"They haven't stopped."

She laughs as a lovesick grin appears on your face.

"I don't mind them, really," You say, "They're just-"

"-annoying? overprotective? hilarious?" Kim Lip takes a few guesses as your eyes widen.

"-betting on us?" You say, astonished, as you witness Mala hand Katie a handful of money. "Those little hustlers!"

You go to stand up, but Kim Lip grabs your arm and pulls you back down.

"Careful, boomer, you might pull a muscle." She teases before winking at the two little shits who are laughing in the corner.

"That sounds like a you problem, since you'll be the one taking me home." You smile as she laughs.

"As long as we go home together, I don't mind what happens next." Kim Lip says, and you find yourself agreeing.

Perhaps there's still room for love in a boomer's old, tired heart.

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emojellyace08 · 10 months

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Lookism Characters x Female Reader! When they caught you touching yourself PT.2

WARNING: NSFW!!! Genre: smut/lemon 🍋 one-shot! mentions of: spanking, cursing, masturbation, blow/handjob, teasing and praising, overstimulation, dirty talk, sex filming/nude sending, sploshing (mentions of food), mentions of slang terms of female and male genitalia CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP! (reader is female!)

JAKE KIM

This mf right here is just like Samuel, James and Gun, the Boyfriend Who's a Fucking Tease :). But he tries to be the Best Boyfriend in the World his Daddy Issues are kicking in again.

Girl when you and Jake are having sex you don't know if he's serious or not lmao. But y'know his stress is sometimes on another level so expect him not to be gentle with your pretty cunt especially if he gets into his serious side, you know your pussy ain't gonna function in a month homie ;) But seriously, this man had a big boner to make up with his goofiness. Too bad he's so busy about Big Deal and all this gang shit. Like the rest of the bois, he's in a tough schedule so expect him not to see or meet up with you for days, even weeks. But he tries to make it up to you when he's available. Cleaning the place? Yes. Cooking (even though I headcannon that he's bad at it). Okay. Him fucking you all night long. FUCK YES. And of course, as a loving girlfriend, you can't help but to miss him and his dick. So what do you if you're bored? you masturbate.

So you wake up with Jake no longer on your side, him leaving a note on the side table. You picked up the piece of paper and read on what's written on the sticky note. "I'll be home for today. Just gonna attend an important meeting for today. I'm bringing home some of your favorite ice cream! luv u ;3". you smiled as you read the words in your brain despite the writing looking like it's rushed.

You got up of bed and you begin doing your usual routine while Jake is not around. After for a long day you checked the time and it's already quarter to 9 and Jake is still not home. Sighing, you sat on the couch and placing your phone on the small table. Sinking deep on your thoughts, you just thought about how you miss Jake so much even though he already reassured you that he'll be home. Feeling that familiar heat on your body, you take a deep breath once again as you feel your panties getting soaked by your liquids. Slipping your right hand in your clothes and into your underwear, you felt your fingers getting coated by your pre-cum. Not hesitating to push your fingers deep inside, you moaned as you felt your wet walls clench on your digits moaning for Jake's name as you imagined him just thrusting his cock inside your vagina. "Jake! Hah~! Mhmm..." you try to reach for your g-spot but it's nothing like Jake fingers leaving you to crave for more friction. After a few minutes, you continued to masturbate even after reaching your orgasm before you heard the door open. Oh shit, you're fucked.

There is Jake holding a white plastic bag filled with your favorite sweets, "innocently" staring at you. His reaction? HORNY AF. Jake would be the type to give you a smirk and would tease you a lot for doing such a lewd act and getting caught. "Y/N are you-" "JAKE I-IT'S NOTHING I-I'M SORRY!" you tried to get up but your boyfriend is slowly approached you with him still holding the plastic bag. "Y/N, you know I never thought that you'll be the type of girl to this". He placed on what he's holding in the table while you protest that it's not what it looks like. "You don't have to deny it Y/N. I know you need me so much." Well no matter what you tell him to convince him that you ain't doing something suspicious, it's too late to back out from this mess as you see his penis growing bigger in his pants as he approaches to kiss you as you give in to it.

So you and Jake end up fucking in the couch in doggy style, not even bothering to move in the bedroom. Leaving wet kisses on your nape as he pumps his dick in and out of you leaving you drooling, an idea popped on his mind feeling him smirk on your skin. Pulling out, you looked at him confused as he approaches and takes one packed popsicle stick. Your boyfriend teared the plastic off as he spilled the melted iced-sweet dripping on his bare and tattooed body. The sweet liquid dripping from his abs and slowly made his way in his erect dick. "Lick it off." he bluntly replied. "E-Eh..." "I said lick it off. C'mon Y/N you don't wanna disappoint me right? Be a good girl for me." he smirked as you got up to oblige on his wishes. You started licking his torso as you tasted the mixture of his sweat and the sweetness of your f/f ice cream tickling his skin. Jake's eyes roll at the back of his head as your tongue made it's way to his coated dick and you started to lick his red tip with the mixture of his pre-cum and the sweet and sticky liquid. "Mhmm... Oh god Y/N such a good girl" he grunted as your throat made its way to take his whole length while pumping the base of his cock with your hands. Jake give you lots of praises as you continued to suck on him before he releases in your mouth as you taste his sweet semen. He really loves it when you give him blowjobs :3.

KIM JONGOO

If you thought that so far Jake is the most playful out of all the characters, you're obviously wrong xD. If it's fucking Kim Jongoo, you know you'll be giving yourself a headache.

If he caught you masturbating he'll not just tease you but he's literally the definition of ✨humiliation✨. He's just like the rest but the goofiest? You know Goo he literally makes anything a joke and even Gun is fucking done with him.

He would be the type to send pics of his veiny and big dick if he's in a public restroom just to see your reaction to it bruh. Just imagine if you're on work/school and lots of notifications keep popping up on your phone and you see this mf sending nudes to you. You honestly don't know if you should be amused or disappointed at him. And he'll be the type to tease you about it. "Aww Y/N don't pretend to hate my dick I know you're crazy over it." "SHUT UP I'M WORKING HERE!" But anyways you still get horny 'cause we all don't touch grass. And I bet he's the complete opposite of Gun, he's the horny bestfriend in your circle of peers lmao. Despite you being a tsundere about all of this, you can't help but to touch yourself as you lay down on the bed. Starting to feel the heat in your pussy, you stripped off all of your clothes and getting your phone to check all of the pictures that your boyfriend sent you. Staring at his long and fat dick, you started fingering yourself. Cum dripping out of your hole and staining the new and fresh bedsheets that you washed because of Goo and you spilling all of your juices on the bed last night. You can imagined Goo fucking you right now with that dick as you stared all of the pics he sent you earlier. "Goo~ hmmm you bastard". you moaned as you begin pumping your fingers faster and your thumb making harsh circles on your clit before hearing your door open. Congratulations! You're officially screwed!

So when he got home as he caught you touching yourself on the bed as you poke your g-spot over and over again while looking at his sexy pics, expect him to film all the commotion in the bed. His reaction? Super excited and happy. He can have sex with you all night again! this bitch "Y/N do you miss me too much?" he called out for your name as he has that teasing grin on his face. "Goo! Jesus don't scare me like that! you got up from bed as you're naked as you're clothes are on the floor. "Babe, y'know me, I like giving you surprises soo..." he approaches you and pins you on the bed as he pins your hands on the soft mattress. "Since you're in the mood again like I am right now, can we make a porn video again?" he asked "innocently "with those big and shiny eyes while staring back at yours. "Jesus Christ Goo! We already fucked yesterda- you tried protesting before you get cut off by his mouth as he pushes his tongue inside you. Minutes have passed with both of you making out before you insist to undress him which makes him make another cocky smirk making you pissed off. Leaving both of you naked, he now started setting the camera as he plays the button now filming the lewd acts being recorded on his expensive phone.

Goo just loves it when he pulls out just in time just to overstimulate you again as you whined begging for his cock and being a brat for him not making you cum. His phone recording him and you fucking like animals in heat, craving for more. "Goo wha-what the hell! I'm close!" "Aww is my baby girl upset for me not making you squirt?" "Shu-Shut up! Ah!" you moaned as he slaps your ass again, your mind going through into a new dimension as you feel dizzy not knowing how many times he already slapped your plump flesh feeling his touch sting through your body. "Y/N I really like it when you talk back to me like that. I wonder if your mouth can take all of me if I shoved my pretty dick inside your filthy throat. C'mon don't be shy to show the camera how a good bitch you are". He grinned widely as Goo ordered you to suck his cock as you obeyed and started doing your job, to be his personal slut. Sucking his cock hungrily like you haven't got your meal for years as he tilts his head back making a low moan while smiling, his eyes looking down at your beautiful features. You don't want to get on his bad side right?

#lookism x reader #lookism smut #manhwa smut #goo x reader #lookism x y/n #jake kim x reader

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icedmatchatae · 2 years

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No Kisses | KTH Chapter VII: Let's Confess!??

Pairing: Captain of the Football Team fuckboi Taehyung x Class President goody two shoes Reader

Genre: FWB AU-ish, enemies to frienemies? with benefits to lovers, smut, fluff, angst?? I guess

Summary: It's championship week! The most anticipated week of the school year; however, leading up to the events, you and your council must collaborate with the football team to promote school spirit and pride. Unfortunately, you're forced to work with your number one enemy, Football team captain and fuck boy, Kim Taehyung, known for having a mysterious "no kisses" rule.

Chapter VII: Let's Confess!?? || Series Masterlist

“Tae!!” You giggled as he attacked your neck with kisses. He laid behind you on the freshly clean couch, spooning your body while trying to finish last night’s movie since you were…interrupted.

Since you both slept through the morning, you spent the afternoon in each other’s company. You cooked a meal for you and him while he found your washer and dryer, washing his dirtied clothes. He also cleaned your cum-stained couch, which you were extremely grateful for.

You only had on an oversized t-shirt and fresh underwear. While waiting for his clothes, he didn’t bother having anything on. Although his bareness was a God-giving sight, you didn’t want his dick dangling around distracting you…it would lead to things you were still sore from.

You handed him a pair of Jimin’s old joggers. They were a bit short on the legs, but hey, it covered his unmentionables. However, the little shit dared to hang them so low you found his shaved happy trail. You couldn’t help but peak from time to time until he teased you about it.

His teasing would have you snap back like a grumpy gremlin, but you could only pout and scrunch your nose. He mocked your expression. Irritated, you pushed him away and wanted to be alone, but he didn’t let you.

He chased after and grabbed you by the waist, lifting you up in the air before placing you down on your couch. He smooched wet kisses on your face and finally onto your addicting lips before apologizing.

The both of you felt an unspoken shift. You felt lighter seeing him and vice versa, almost happy and in l***. You enjoyed every minute together, the craving, the taste, the sweet sick scent of longing idiots. It didn’t help that the first sight you woke to was him eating you out like your pussy was a God damn breakfast buffet.

He had to change the sheets again.

You weren’t getting anywhere with this movie, so you called it quits and exited from the streaming account. You turned towards the cheeky captain, facing him with your noses touching.

“Baby, why’d you stop the movie?” He questioned innocently, but his tone was anything but.

“We’re never gonna see Boo finally get into her room if you keep kissing me!”

“Then we never will.” He shrugged. Moving closer, his lips reached yours, wanting your sweet taste on him. He loved kissing you, will never get enough. He felt you kissing back, smiling into your mouth.

He nearly came right then and there when you swiped your tongue on his mouth for permission. You never initiated anything with him, but there’s always a first for something.

Once he accepted, your tongues collided and suckled, creating wet sounds throughout the living room. Your bodies shifted, letting you go on top of him. You felt him hardening under you, feeling more of him since you only had panties on. Rotating your hips, he groaned deeply, biting your lower lip and sucking onto it. He slapped your ass cheek, then massaged the muscle. You were sensitive, but it didn’t hurt to tease him.

But you thought wrong.

But before he could do anything, ringing resonated in the vicinity. You both turned to your coffee table, spotting Taehyung’s phone going off. It was Jimin calling. You glanced at him, then back to the device, suddenly feeling queasy about the thought of your cousin. Did he know what was going on? How would he feel?

The call quickly ended, revealing a bunch of missed calls and text messages from various people. But you couldn’t fully see it as Jimin called again and Taehyung suckled on your neck.

“Tae, aren’t you gonna get that?” You pushed away, sitting on his pelvic. “It’s Jimin.”

With the look in your eyes, you weren’t taking no for an answer. He sighed before lifting himself up. You shifted apart, but he tugged you to sit on his lap as he reached for his phone. You, on the other hand, went for the remote to resume the movie.

The ringing ended, but since your cousin was fucking adamant, his annoying ass face popped up on the screen. He accepted it and didn’t bother to greet as Jimin said, “And he’s alive! Jesus fucking Christ, Tae, I’ve been calling you since last night. You dipped out of nowhere. Yeonjun and Seokjin told me you just left! Might I also mention you were fucking drunk and unaware of your surroundings! Are you okay, my wonderful, stupid-ass best friend?”

“I’m fine, you miniature Bratz doll.” He puffed, and you couldn’t help but giggle.

“I was nervous for you, my God! I thought something happened, and I wanted to call the police or hospital—”

“I’m fine. Damn, you’re more anxious than my parents.” He interrupted his best friend. He gazed back at you being indulged into Monsters, Inc. Without thought, he intertwined his free hand with yours, making you eye him out with a smile. You raised the interwoven hands towards your lips to kiss his sweetly.

“Anyways, Jungkook calmed me down, and he told me to look at your location,” Jimin announced. “So tell me why you’ve been at my cousin’s house since last night.”

Taehyung swore his stomach dropped out of his asshole, trying to find a reason to give Jimin without any words, including, “I’ve been fucking your cousin’s guts behind your back.” Without thinking, he jolted up from his seat, letting you get up and fall from the sudden force. You looked up at him with confusion as you spotted his wide eyes and gaping mouth, standing still.

To be fair, Jimin knew about Taehyung’s crush on you and encouraged him to confess. Though your cousin didn’t know how you felt, he was delusional and would think of it as anti-climatic if something were to happen.

Despite Jimin’s approval, Taehyung doesn’t think his best friend would appreciate you being dumbified by his kinky horny friend. Taehyung eventually would reveal his feelings, but it wasn’t the right time. Especially after what happened at the party.

“Tae, you okay?” You inquired. He looked distraught, and you wanted to know why to comfort him.

Gazing into your pupils, he cleared his throat and nodded. “Ummm, ___ had a movie night and told me about it, so that’s why I left. I fell asleep here and just chilled.” You cocked an eyebrow at his response. He technically didn’t lie, apart from knowing your movie night, but he did leave out a couple of things he did during his stay.

“Uhh-huh, okay? It’s now 5 pm and you’re still chilling there. That’s cool. Anything else?”

“No, we had a late lunch, and that’s about it. We’re watching Monsters, Inc., if you were wondering.”

“Are you sure that was it? Don’t lie to me.” Jimin tried scrutinizing.

“What else do you want me to say? I’m wearing your sweatpants because I didn’t want to sleep in those tight ass jeans that rode up my dick.” Taehyung deflected, and you shook your head before turning back to the screen. “I promise you, nothing happened.”

“I’m just concerned, okay?” He could feel his best friend pouting his lips. “I thought you were going to confess or something…it’s been years, Tae!”

“I can’t tell her yet. Now’s not the time.” Taehyung said under his breath, looking at you mindlessly enjoying the movie.

“When will be the time?” Jimin huffed. “Look, I hope you know what you’re doing.”

“I am, and I’m enjoying it right now.” He smirked, eyes roaming the tops of your thighs.

“Anyways, have dinner with me! Let’s get cold noodles across the street from my place.”

“Ahh, you’re more demanding than an actual partner.” Taehyung scoffed. “Fine, gimme an hour, and I’ll meet you there.”

“Okay, bye. Love you!! See you soon, bro!” With that, Jimin hung up as he got what he wanted.

“What did Jimin say?” You asked, even though you heard some things.

“He just wanted to know where I was and wanted to have dinner together.” He replied. “Looks like I have to get going.”

“You’re leaving?” You pulled your attention away from Mike and Sulley to stare sadly at him with your large doe eyes.

“Aww, baby. I’m sorry, my best friend—your cousin—is needy and wants to spend time with me.” He chuckled at your adorable heart-wrenching expression. “I’ll make it up by texting and calling you, okay?”

You sighed and nodded. You didn’t want anyone to suspect anything, but it sucked when you had to share him with your cousin like that. Taehyung threw on his clothes and made sure he looked semi-presentable. He was going home from here but wished that no one saw him leaving your apartment as it would lead to assumptions that were very much true.

You walked him towards your door, and as you opened it, he pulled you in for a giant kiss on the lips, holding you tightly. You were surprised by the action but still enjoyed it as you kissed back. He parted away and gave another but smaller peck.

“I’ll miss you.” He whispered.

“I’ll miss you too.” You grinned like an idiot in l***.

“Uhh, hey.” Another voice came out of nowhere.

Your heads followed the sound, finding a flabbergasted Yeonjun in front of your door with his fist in mid-knock. He saw everything, the fluffy sick exchange, the kiss, the fact Taehyung wore the same outfit, and remembered what happened last night at the party.

Then Taehyung remembered as well, feeling his heart race.

You both let go of one another to avoid any other happenings. You then realized you had no shorts underneath your large shirt, so you hid behind your door. Trying to steer away from the conversation, you said, “What’s up, Yeonjun? Got locked out again?”

“Yeah…I forgot my keys when I threw my trash away. Can I have my spare?” The younger boy asked while eying out your smooth legs. Taehyung noticed but didn’t say anything. He only glared at him.

“Ahh, it was a good idea for you to make another and give it to me.” You sighed. “I’ll be right back.” You trotted away to your bedroom to obtain his keys and put on some pajama pants because you swore he checked you out.

In the meantime, Taehyung and Yeonjun silently exchanged glances as if they were conversing. The younger speculated something between the president and football captain but crossed it out when he saw Taehyung kiss another. Everyone knew his rule, knowing it was serious. But now he was here, seeing him with you the day after and also kissing.

Yeonjun was smart enough to not be involved despite being curious. He only gave him a look that said Taehyung needed to figure out what to do before shit happens—even though it already happened. Taehyung nodded, agreeing with what Yeonjun thought. It was a big deal, and if you were important to him, he needed to tell you but feared how you would react when he did so.

The weekend passed, and you were excited to go back to school. Not because of all the stress and work, but you wanted to see him. Taehyung kept his promise and texted or called you through the days. It was unfortunate that you didn’t see him throughout the day. Your schedules never aligned except for the joint meetings.

You were finally done with your classes for the day but had to attend this leadership meeting with the other club presidents on the assistance you’ll need for homecoming. It wasn’t strenuous. Though you wished you were anywhere else but here. Preferably in Taehyung’s arms.

Though you liked him and fell harder, your heart had hope, hope that Taehyung felt the same. After all, he did kiss you, and that meant something? He finally lifted his rule, and now it didn’t pertain to you. You still didn’t know why he didn’t kiss, but you assumed he’d tell you later if you asked.

When he kissed you, it was one of the most magical things you could have dreamt about. Not because it was good—in fact, it was amazing—but because it was something that you’ve longed for, wishing to do with him. You wished that you were finally going to be together after all.

Being hopeful and confident that Taehyung would reciprocate, you decided to confess to him soon. You didn’t know when or how to approach it, but you didn’t want to wait any longer. You knew what you wanted, and it was him.

Alas, you were stuck in this meeting, and then you have another council-only meeting afterward.

Meanwhile, Taehyung showered after practice, smiling at himself and the very thought of you. He was for sure whipped and head over heels for you. He made the best decision ever, finally kissing you the other day. He felt closer to you than ever, never wanting to let go.

He was nervous about being honest with you and telling him about kissing Bini, but perhaps you’ll understand him once you find out he only did it because he thought of and missed you. He’ll tell you soon, but he didn’t know when or how to approach it, but he shouldn’t wait any longer.

He dried himself down, then headed towards his locker to change. Some members were still out practicing, others left for the day, but it was overall quiet in the room. Once he made it, he met someone he didn’t want to see.

“What are you doing here?” He spat back.

You were done with the meeting, satisfied with the productivity made. Everyone knew their roles and positions during the parade as well. You walked down the hallway towards the council room while your mind wandered what Taehyung was doing right now, probably practicing. Maybe you’ll text him soon before your council meeting starts.

Once you arrived, you spotted Jimin with your best friends. You greeted and waved, wondering why he was here and not at practice.

“Coach gave us a choice to rest or practice. He didn’t want us to be overworked. Some of us stayed back, but I helped the parade committee with the float.” Jimin informed. “Can some of you help me bring the supplies here from the lockers? There’s a lot of them. “

“Sure!” You settled your backpack down. “I don’t mind. We have some time.”

“I’ll come with!” Hoseok tagged along.

“Not me. I’m good, thank you.” Yoongi was too busy writing a paper, to which you all shrugged.

Though it hadn’t been long since he had seen her, he wished to never be affiliated with her anymore. Bini broke his heart and cheated on him the entire summer before their second year of college began. She lied to his face, telling him the guy she was with was an older family friend who was practically her brother.

Unfortunately, Taehyung was oblivious and trusted her until someone took a video of her slobbering up with that very guy and sent it to him. He was devastated, to say the least, crying to Jimin at times and being an absolute mess with post-breakup and his first love hurting him.

The worst part of it all was that she never had a reason for why she cheated. She just did it and continued to do it until he found out. In the past, Taehyung thought it was his fault that he did something wrong for her to betray the relationship. But not anymore and realized that she probably never felt as much as he did with her. Maybe she was only with him to boost her ego that she kissed Kim Taehyung, the football captain who never kisses anyone.

It didn’t matter anymore, though. He was finally getting a chance with you, someone who was more important, trusting, and kind for his heart to accept. He didn’t want to ruin it.

“Tae, I’ve been thinking about you since that night,” Bini announced instead of answering his question.

“Bini, that kiss meant nothing.” He sighed, shaking his head as he walked up to his lockers, trying his best to ignore her presence while he was gathering his belongings. “We were both under the influence.”

“But didn’t you feel what I felt?” She didn’t want to give up. “I mean, before we—”

“What we did together was ages ago. It’s been years!” He interrupted her, not bothering to face her. If he did, he was afraid the memories could come back.

“Taehyung, you and I both know when kissing is involved, it means something, especially to you.”

Irritated when she used his reasonings against him, his eyes met hers. “You have no right to say that after what you did to me.”

“I told you I regretted it ever since! Please, I want you back! I—”

“Well, I don’t. Sure, kissing means something to me but not this time.” He stood his ground. “This time, I was drunk, and I regret it. I don’t want you.”

Tears glazed Bini’s eyes, she knew it was the end of all, but she didn’t have the heart to stop. She knew his reason why. She wasn’t an idiot. When she observed from afar, she saw it in him every time he looked at you with the love he used to have for her, only this time it was much heavier and unconditional. He may have given up on her, but he’d never give up on you.

“It’s Jimin’s little cousin, right?” She sniffed, feeling her cheeks warming from her pain. “The one you wanted after me.”

“Don’t act so pretentious. Not everything has to do with you.” He rolled his eyes, folding his arms in front of his torso.

“Student body goody-two-shoes president?” Unnecessary words spewed out of her mouth. “Damn, didn’t know that was your type all along?”

“Don’t mock me or insult her. You don’t know me anymore, Bini. I’ve changed since freshmen year.”

“Maybe, but what happens if Jimin found out? Her friends? I know you’re doing things with her?”

His eyes grew, and his confidence took a hit. “I—”

“Everyone is probably ignorant, but I saw the glances.” She smirked as she could see his walls crashing down. “Frequently, messy hair and reddened lips. Your uniforms are completely wrinkled.”

“A-are you a stalker?”

“No, I just people watch, and you’re my favorite one.” She shrugged. “I wonder if you kissed her yet. I bet you did, but we kissed first and what we had was special.”

“Bini, st—”

“You probably did it first, and assuming how she is, she’s innocently following. But here’s the thing, Taehyung, I don’t think she likes you.” She stated, slowly moving toward him. “She’s letting you do all these things, probably for some good dicking. I mean, I can’t blame her. I enjoyed it too.” She was too close for his liking. Her focus was strong and held an aura that Taehyung was somewhat afraid of.

Bini knew underneath his facade that Taehyung was naive and vulnerable. His mind conflicted with his actions, going towards reaches that he was willing to do anything for acceptance and reassurance. He was willing to do things that probably led to consequences and hurt himself.

Bini had to use it to her advantage to get what she wanted with how he was acting. It happened when they were together, and to this day, Taehyung hasn’t noticed what she was doing. “It’s been a while, and she still hasn’t shown any feelings towards you. I’ve seen her push you away when you held her. She never said she missed you when you said it back.”

“Y-you d-don’t know anything,” He wanted to punch himself for being flustered by her. He didn’t want her to have his way.

She hummed, acknowledging him. “I know that we kissed, and you know that I still love you. Why waste your time on someone who doesn’t love you back?” She rested her palm on his chest, feeling his heartbeat rapidly. The look in his eyes told her that he felt exposed, susceptible to any behavior she could do from now on.

Did you feel the same with him? You were needy that other day. It meant something, right? But in the past occurrences, you did push away. Your friends didn’t know about him, and you weren’t upset when he spoke with Jimin about his whereabouts. How could you possibly fall for him if your actions didn’t add up?

He was not contemplating if he even had a chance with you. After all, once homecoming is over, you want to end it.

The contemplation and insecurity in his gaze revealed Bini got him where she wanted.

“Heard Taehyung spent the night at yours,” Jimin reported out of nowhere as the three of you headed to the locker room.

“What the fuck?” Hoseok snapped his head at you, growing a scowl. “I’m your best friend, and you didn’t tell me!”

“Jesus, relax! Nothing happened.” You implied, knowing what he was thinking about. “He was kind enough to join me on movie night. He happened to fall asleep, hence why he stayed at my place. He didn’t leave me for some party like a certain someone.”

“Hey, I told you to come with me, and you denied.” He rolled his eyes. “All in all, blame Yoongi. He told me he fell asleep and didn’t go.”

“Yeah, that bitch didn’t even apologize. Just gave me donuts.” You grumbled.

“Interesting to see you guys close.” Jimin pointed out. “You and Tae, that is. Usually, you’d be at each other’s throats.” Well, yes. But not in the way you’re thinking of.

You shrugged, trying to contain the smile blossoming on your face. “Change of heart, I guess. I told him that we needed to do our best and deal with each other, and he agreed.”

“How kind of him to agree without getting something out of it. He looks like the type to.” Your best friend highlighted, laughing at the thought.

“He is.” Jimin joined in on the laughter.

You laughed uncomfortably, “Yeah, who would have thought?”

“You realize he’s fond of you, right ___?” Jimin brought it up as you spotted the building near.

“I guess so?” You didn’t understand why he said that. “He enjoys annoying me and is practically the bane of my existence.”

“He has his reasons, and hopefully, he’ll tell you.” Your cousin explained. “He cares about you.”

“Interesting, you say that because ___ thinks of him in a similar way.” Hoseok blurted out. You glared at him as he blew you a kiss and then at a puzzled Jimin.

“What does he me—”

“I’ll tell you later. Just know that I don’t think he’s bad as I thought he would.” Your statement was super vague, but Jimin took it as a good sign for his friend to confess.

“So, where are the boxes?” Hoseok asked.

“They’re in the back where the storage is.” Oh, it was near Taehyung’s lockers. “The doors are wide open; members are probably practicing.”

You all quietly entered the room as Jimin led you to the back. You didn’t hear any noise, thinking that people weren’t there. The storage room was in the corner and had to take a turn. Once you did so together, your eyes reached a tragic nauseating sight that ripped your heart into a million pieces.

Eyes closed, his hands were on her waist with her arms around his neck, chests pressed together, and him being covered with only a thin towel. The heart-wrenching part was that they were moving in motion with their lips molded. They kissed like they were the only ones in this room, in the world.

You absolutely hated it.

“Oh, shit! Seriously!” Jimin gasped while Hoseok scowled in disgust. “Taehyung!”

The culprit’s eyes shot open before pushing away from her. Though your cousin called him out, his attention was on you with the hurt in your eyes. You weren’t looking at him anymore. You peered at Bini, who smiled with please, holding your contact. You could feel her gloating, saying, “I too kissed Kim Taehyung. You’re not any different than me.”

He kissed you as if you were the only one, that you were special. Everything was a lie. There was no hope. You had no chance of ever being with him. You should’ve known from the beginning, but you were too blinded by your crush.

You refused to cry and show him how much you were affected by it, but your very little pride and self-respect in you covered your sadness, and the universe gave you a little chance when your phone rang, pulling it out of your skirt pocket.

“___—“Taehyung breathed and took a step to your reach.

“Jimin, Soobin is calling me. It must be an emergency, I’ll have to leave, but I’ll force Yoongi to help you both. See you soon, Hoseok, bye.” You said under one breath as you fled the premises. You don’t know what happened next, but all you saw was a blurred vision and feeling tears running down your face.

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part three: history books & interruptions

D O N ' T T E L L !

pairing: Oni!Seungmin x Werewolf!reader x Siren!Hyunjin

-> in which after witnessing something you shouldn't have, a particularly intimidating Oni forces you to keep his secret only to tangle you up in their mess

word count: 2.2k

a/n: not this being only the third part already being a written one, I hope you don't mind 😬

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"Hyunjin-ah, have you been working out recently?" the girl purred.

"No."

"He's just naturally pretty," the girl's friend smiled. The two girls crowded him from either side, arms linked with his.

"Sorry, did you need something?"

"Yes," the girl smirked, "You."

"I-I don't think that-" he tried but was cut off by a booming voice.

"Yujin! What are you doing?" the boy roared as he descended upon the three students. Hyunjin blinked innocently at the clearly outraged man. The unknown man stared down at the girl he had addressed as Yujin, waiting for her reply and she seemed to flounder, plump lips opening and closing in an attempt to explain her current situation. She immediately dropped Hyunjin's arm as if she had been scolded and jumped away from Hyunjin and into the arms of the fuming man.

"He did it! He lured me in, he tricked me!" she cried, gripping the man who had a protective hold on her as he glowered at Hyunjin.

"You piece of shit, you're no better than a demon," he spat. "I bet that's not even your real face, just a mask you wear to trick innocent girls into sleeping with scum like you." Hyunjin couldn't do anything but stare at the man, the whole situation utterly blindsiding him but this seemed to only anger the man more. "You fucking monster," he said as he lunged for Hyunjin, his fist striking the confused siren square in the nose, causing a resounding crack to echo through the halls. He could faintly hear the gasps of the girls. "You know any love you think you have will never be real, that's the curse of monsters like you, you aren't like us." His words replayed in Hyunjin's mind over and over as he stumbled through the halls, blood gushing from his broken nose and tears streaming from his eyes. He looked a mess but he couldn't find it in himself to care. Hyunjin barely registered the feeling of warm hands guiding him into his dorm, he wasn't even sure if the person was talking to him or not. The person led Hyunjin to sit at the edge of his bed. They sat down beside him, their hand immediately going to soothe the crying boy's back. They didn't even flinch when Hyunjin wrapped his long arms around their form, curling in on himself and sobbing into their chest.

"Hyunjin, what happened?" The man asked once his friend had calmed down a bit, he used his fingers to card through his long black hair. Hyunjin reluctantly removed his head from Seungmin's chest, realising he had stained the man's cardigan with tears. He looked the man in the eyes, they were soft but Hyunjin could see thinly veiled anger dancing within the darkness. Hyunjin shook his head and Seungmin let out a sigh in response. Though the man wouldn't tell him what had been troubling him, Seungmin could take an educated guess as to what had happened, after all, this wasn't the first time something like this had happened. "Well, we at least have to get this fixed," Seungmin tried as Hyunjin regarded him with a pout.

"I don't want to go out there," the man whispered and Seungmin could feel his heart pounding forcefully at the thought of who could have turned his friend from his normal bubbly self to this. His primal instincts told him to find the cause and rip their head from their sorry self. But that was wrong. Seungmin couldn't do that. That would only upset Hyunjin more. The man hated fighting, and any kind of confrontation really.

"Okay," Seungmin breathed, enveloping one of Hyunjin's shaking hands with his. "That's okay. I'll call Minho."

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"What the hell happened Kim? Why would you send me a text like that? Do you want to kill me?" Minho sneered as he entered Seungmin and Hyunjin's dorm.

"I just wanted you to come fast," Seungmin said as he led the witch to Hyunjin who was now wrapped up in a blanket, stray tears slipping from his eyes every so often. Minho's eyes strayed from Seungmin's form to Hyunjin's, his slightly annoyed gaze instantly melting upon seeing the boy.

"What happened to you?" Minho spoke in a slightly playful tone, one that a person might take with a child who had just hurt themselves on the playground or even one of his cats. Hyunjin gave no response other than a small sniffle and Minho pouted cutely at him. His fingers lifted to rest upon the bridge of Hyunjin's nose, the man wincing slightly when pressure was put on it. "It hurts?" Minho hummed. "Definitely broken, but nothing I can't fix. You'll be back to your pretty self in no time," Minho spoke as he worked to heal his friend's nose. What he hadn't realised though, was the tears that now fell freely from Hyunjin's eyes. Once he was finished, Minho noticed the way the man was shaking now, looking into his eyes he watched as the boy silently cried. "Hyunjin?"

"What if-" he whimpered. "What if I don't want to be pretty anymore, I don't want to be like this anymore." The two men watched in shock as sobs wracked through his entire body, unsure of how to make him feel better.

"Be like what?" Minho questioned slowly. "What did they say to you?"

"It doesn't matter, it's true. No one will ever truly love me because of what I am, it's all fake," he cried.

"That's not true Hyunjin, I promise," Seungmin replied, kneeling in front of the boy. "You can control your powers, you can turn them on and off. You know this. You have never used your powers on us, have you?"

He shakes his head. He would never.

"And we all love you, and it's real, because we know the real you," Seungmin finished.

Hyunjin always wondered how his friend always knew exactly what to say. Maybe it was all those books he read, although Hyunjin wasn't sure what countless books on historical magical artefacts could tell him about being a good friend.

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Hyunjin had always been so alluring, you had thought so for years. Ever since Chan introduced you to him. The general consensus is that Hyunjin was the dark prince of Creon University. Everyone wanted him. No one could have him.

Chan had taken you under his wing a little after Jeongin. Chan had been assigned as your tutor and as time went on, you stopped seeing the man as the scary alpha that he is often portrayed as and started seeing him as a friend. Chan had introduced you to Jeongin first, naturally. The two of you would train together, always in competition with each other to earn the respect of Chan. You had met the rest of his friends a couple of times since and it was always Hyunjin that stood out to you the most.

You had heard whisperings about him, about how he uses his powers to draw you in. You wouldn't even realise it was happening. And you weren't sure if there was any truth to that, but you did know that whenever you laid eyes on him you felt like you needed to know him.

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"You really need to stop studying all the time, Kim Seungmin," Chan laughed as he sat down beside Jeongin at the dining table. The man in question had his nose in a book, as was expected of him.

"Oh, this? This isn't study material, I'm reading about the ancient powers and how they used objects to store power," Seungmin smiled as he spoke.

"For fun?" Chan questioned, a brow raised mockingly.

"Yes for fun," Seungmin replied with an eye-roll. Chan shrugged his shoulders, holding his palms in the air.

"Tell me you're at least coming to the party?" Chan prodded.

"I might."

"Good," Chan smiles, knowing that was the younger man's way of conceding. As the wolf begins to dig into his food he notices you and a friend walking past their table on the way to the usual table you and your friends often frequent. "Hey, Y/n!" You look surprised to hear Chan's booming voice in the packed room, your head snapping to the alpha. You see him beckon you over and you almost crash into a few students as you make your way to the foot of their table. You see Chan and all of his friends, the wolf smiles at you in greeting. You bow to the group before sending a smile back in Chan's direction, a motion that urges him to tell you why he had called you over in front of all of his friends. "We're having a party tonight, I know how uptight you are so it'll do you some good to get outta that dorm of yours," he laughs. You snarl at the man half-jokingly. "I said the same thing to Seungminnie," he finishes and now it was Seungmin's turn to sneer at the man.

"A party? For what?" you ask.

"For surviving. My girlfriend did save the world you know?" Lee Minho responded and wrapped his arm around the girl beside him who you had heard so much about. The group let out a collective groan at the man's words.

"Seriously? You're in love, we get it," Han Jisung rolls his eyes and Minho shrugs, enjoying his friends' disgust.

"Well, anyway, yeah. It's to celebrate the end of this cursed year," Chan chuckles.

"Okay, I'll think about it. Thanks for the invite," you reply, bowing as you turned to head to your own table.

"That better be a yes!" You heard Chan shout.

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He was drunk. Chan had told him to enjoy himself. But the way he couldn't tear his eyes away from Hyunjin was becoming a problem. The boy was laughing as he danced with a few friends, Seungmin watched as he threw his head back, laughter racking his whole body. He watched as his adam's apple bobbed up and down. Seungmin shook his head. Yeah, this was bad news. He turned his body away as he rested his drink on the counter, still unable to get the image of his friend out of his head.

"You made it." Seungmin jumped at the sound of Hyunjin's gentle voice behind him. He spun around, trying to mask the panic on his features.

"Contrary to popular belief, I'm not actually a hermit," Seungmin quips. Hyunjin lets out another laugh.

"In that case, dance with me?" Seungmin's eyes widen at the request.

"I-I don-" he attempts.

"Oh come on," Hyunjin pouts and Seungmin feels himself rolling his eyes and letting out a huffy 'fine'.

This was a problem. The way Hyunjin danced in front of him made him feel as though he were in some teen coming-of-age film where the love interest is dancing seductively. Yeah, that was exactly what this felt like. Hyunjin jumped up and down with the boisterous music but it wasn't until a particular sensual song came on that Seungmin decided he had enough. Hyunjin body rolled, his tongue darting out to lick his lips as he did it.

Seungmin stood in the bathroom mirror, staring at his reflection and trying to calm his racing heart. After splashing water in his face in a desperate attempt to knock himself out of the daze his friend had put him in he decided it was time to rejoin civilization but this time, he would avoid Hyunjin. That seemed like a solid plan to Seungmin, until he took two steps outside the bathroom only to be met with the man he was so desperate to avoid.

"Are you okay?" Hyunjin asked. "You took off pretty quickly back there."

"I'm fine," Seungmin replies.

"Are you sure? You don't look fine," Hyunjin says as he lifts a hand to rest on the man's forehead.

"Hyunjin, please," Seungmin almost whines.

"What?" The innocent look in Hyunjin's eyes sets Seungmin alight.

"Drop it," Seungmin replies darkly as he shoves Hyunjin back a step, almost chest to chest with the man as he tries to regain a semblance of control. Though he can't help the way his gaze drops to Hyunjin's plump lips. But he wouldn't act, no matter how hard it was to hold himself back. And he didn't act, but the feeling of Hyunjin's plush lips on his came anyway. His eyes widened as he pushed Hyunjin away slightly, realising what he had done. No, what Hyunjin had done.

"That's what you wanted, right?" Hyunjin smirked, his pupils dilated.

"I-" Hyunjin saw the way his ears reddened and he pulled him in once again, capturing the man's lips in his. It was a heated and fervent meeting. Seungmin loved the way he tasted, loved the way Hyunjin trailed kisses down the line of his jaw, down to his neck. His mouth hung open slightly in pleasure, not caring about a thing other than the two of them. It felt like a dream, and you know the way the best dreams get interrupted? The way you get rudely awakened and drawn back to reality right when it was about to get good? Yeah, you were that rude awakening.

The sound of picture frames crashing to the floor snapped the two men from their dazes, Seungmin's eyes opened and Hyujin whipped his body around to see you standing at the opposite end of the hall, a guilty and utterly embarrassed look covered your face.

"Sorry, I- I'll just, yeah," you stuttered as you bent down to pick up the fallen frames, placing them back on the shelf you had knocked them from. "Bye," you spoke before taking off in the direction you came from, leaving Seungmin and Hyunjin to deal with what had just happened.

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Business As Usual | 04

Banner by @bangtansmauyeondan <333

Pairing: businessSchool!Jin x Fem Reader

Genre: GradSchool!AU, Enemies to Lovers, Fluff, Humor, Smut

Summary: The first thing Jin noticed about you was that you were hot. The second was that you were fucking brilliant. The third was that you were kind of a bitch. Basically, you were perfect.

The first thing you noticed about Jin was that he was hot. The second was the professors already called him by name. The third was that he was an insufferable prick. Basically, you hated his guts.

Word Count: 4,648

~~~~~

Summer faded, the leaves turned to majestic gold and crimson, and Jung Hoseok was still an idiot. A very charming, convincing idiot with devastating puppy dog eyes, hence your presence on his arm at the very lavish wedding of a certain Kim Seokjung.

You tried not to gape at the display of wealth, showcased by an outdoor wedding with heat lamps to ward off the autumn chill, out-of-season, tropical flowers that had to have been flown in from overseas with colors that blended with the surrounding foliage, and countless waiters serving champagne and wine and hors d'oeuvres that melted in your mouth and did nothing for the growing hunger in your stomach.

It was an extravagant, elegant affair that screamed of taste and old money, and you could already feel your social battery beginning to drain. You were starting to realize just why Seokjin was the way he was.

How the hell had you ended up here, again? Oh yeah, because you were an amazing friend.

~~~~~

"Pleeeeease, [y/n]?" Hoseok begged, holding your hands in his and looking so wretched that saying no would have been a war crime. His eyes were glossy with unshed tears as he gazed earnestly into your face. "My date got back together with their ex. If I show up without a plus one, all of my awful old colleagues will give me shit."

"You're a rich boy, can't you just hire an escort or something?" you joked, trying to divert the question without feeling like a monster who would turn their back on their best friend. His lower lip began to quiver, and you panicked.

"Just kidding! Of course, I'd love to go with you!"

At your words, Hoseok's aura changed completely, and he beamed at you with no trace of his earlier sadness.

"Great! You're doing me a huge favor, so let me take you dress shopping as a thank you!"

He bounced away from your desk, sunshine incarnate, and you were left with the sinking suspicion that you had just gotten played.

~~~~~

"[Y/n], that's a lovely dress."

You forced a smile at Kim Namjoon's compliment, pointedly ignoring the shit-eating grin you could feel emanating off Hoseok's face beside you. Your classmate looked sharp and handsome in his charcoal suit, and you try not to feel too irritated at the fact that you had let Hoseok bully you into letting him pay for the dress. It wasn't like you would have bought it yourself.

It looked perfect, flattering without being over-the-top, sexy without being too revealing, and definitely a few zeroes out of your usual price range. When you had come out of the dressing room, Hoseok had gasped and pretended to cry as if you were on Say Yes to the Dress. The maroon dress left a generous amount of collarbone and a hint of cleavage on display, while the long, slim skirt had a slit up the side that gave you a freer range of movement than you had expected.

"Thanks, Namjoon," you managed, smiling through gritted teeth, and you shifted to press your stupidly high heel onto your friend's toe. His yelp was deeply satisfying, and you looked at him with all the innocence you could muster.

"Something the matter, love muffin?" you asked, trying to keep a straight face as you watched him struggle not to lose it at your nickname. Hoseok, through sheer determination (and the way his pout highlighted perfect cheekbones), had somehow also convinced you to pretend to be his girlfriend.

Wait, if he was an idiot, what did that make you for going along with his stupid little request?

"Nothing, just thinking about how beautiful you look, boo bear," he cooed, voice sickenly sweet. Namjoon looked between the two of you with raised eyebrows, clearly realizing he was missing something, and he frowned at Hoseok.

"I didn't know you two knew each other," he said lightly, though his eyes bored into his friend's with an intensity that would have made a normal man squirm. Hoseok, anything but normal, gave an unconcerned shrug as he wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you close. You resisted the urge to roll your eyes, already regretting letting him rope you into this stupid scheme.

~~~~~ "I am NOT pretending to be your girlfriend," you protested, trying desperately to ignore the way Hoseok's shoulders sagged in defeat. He sighed, looking at you with such serious eyes that you felt your resolve wavering.

"My parents will be at the wedding, along with my ex, and they'll try to get me back together with her because it looks good on paper," he said quietly, making your jaw drop open in surprise. This was your friend being uncharacteristically raw and vulnerable, and you weren't cruel enough to deny helping him when this was the reason. Even if it meant an unnecessary encounter with Seokjin.

~~~~~

"We met at work," said Hoseok cheerfully, giving you a doting smile that made you want to gag. "It was love at first sight, really."

"Yeah, what he said," you replied unconvincingly, though you squeaked when you felt a sharp pinch at your side. You forced an equally revolting smile at your friend as you tried to conquer the urge to throttle his neck.

"He's just impossible not to love, you know?" you managed, proud of yourself for not breaking character. You turned to him and brushed his hair out of his suddenly suspicious face in soft, loving strokes. "Especially when he screams and cries during horror movies. Really gets me going."

"Uh… okay…" said Namjoon, gaze darting between you as you and Hoseok locked eyes with equally determined, angrily love-struck stares. He began backing away slowly, as if you were wild beasts that might pounce at any moment. "I'm just… gonna go… get a drink…"

"That went well!" your friend chirped when he was gone, looking far too chipper for your tastes. You sagged, already exhausted and wondering if somehow Hoseok was sucking the life force out of you.

"He thinks we're deranged," you deadpanned, staring after Namjoon's back and realizing that whatever the fuck had just happened had probably ruined your chances with him permanently. If Seokjin's initial territory-marking behavior hadn't done so already. "Why couldn't we just tell him?"

"Because, my dear [y/n], our Joonie-bear means well but cannot keep a secret for shit."

Hoseok's eyes looked so fond and exasperated that you felt your irritation vanish. Until he opened his mouth again.

"Besides, you are deranged."

You let out a mixture between a snort and a groan, giving your friend a shove that barely budged him. He giggled, poking your stomach then grabbing your wrists and forcing your arms to flop around stupidly.

"You'll have to do better than that with those noodle arms," he taunted, trying to make you hit yourself in the face. You couldn't help but laugh even as you struggled against him, always taken by surprise when your wiry friend proved to be stronger than he looked.

"I'm going to fucking kill - "

"[Y/n]? Hoseok?"

You and Hoseok froze, swiveling your heads in unison to look at a very confused Kim Seokjin, whose eyes were glued to Hoseok's hands on your wrists.

Your mind went blank other than a strange ringing in your head as you stared at him, unable to keep your eyes from trailing over his artfully coiffed hair, his handsome face, and the perfectly tailored tuxedo that emphasized the stupid triangle formed by his broad shoulders and obnoxiously tiny waist. His dark slacks highlighted impossibly long legs, and his shoes complemented his outfit perfectly.

In fact, you were so absorbed by your observations that you didn't notice the sly smirk on Hoseok's face as he took in your reaction, or the way Seokjin was studying you just as intently. You certainly didn't notice the beautiful, polished woman next to him until she tugged on his arm with an irritatingly high-pitched whine.

You woke up as if from a trance, swallowing hard as Hoseok gave you a soothing pat. Soothing! As if you were some animal that needed to be reassured.

"Hey, Jin!" your friend said cheerfully, ignoring the tense atmosphere that had fallen over the four of you. Seokjin's eyes had yet to leave Hoseok's very familiar hand on your waist. "Have you met [y/n]? Boobear, this is my friend Jin."

"We've met," you said shortly, feeling a strange thrill run through you when Seokjin's eyes flashed at Hoseok's words. "Good to see you, Kim."

His plump lips pouted ever so slightly when you called him by his last name, and it was most certainly not the cutest thing you had ever seen. His - date? - nudged his arm again and he blinked as if he'd forgotten she was there.

"Right," he said, clearing his throat. "Hoseok, [y/n], this is Mandy."

"Hi," his companion said with a simper that didn't reach her eyes. She clutched his arm harder, shooting you a glance that seemed competitive. For some reason, her tone irked you. "It's a pleasure to meet you two."

"Oh, the pleasure is all ours," you cooed with a smile that was just as fake as her tan. Before you could continue, Seokjin interrupted.

"I didn't know you two knew each other," he said flatly, echoing Namjoon's words from earlier. For some reason, they sounded accusing, and you felt your hackles rise as your mind flashed back to his reaction to Yoongi a month ago.

"We met at work," you said lightly, smiling at your friend, who smirked back at you. You forced yourself to relax. "Seokie here just swept me off my feet, you know?"

"Aww honeybear, you're going to make me blush," Hoseok gushed, planting a wet kiss on your cheek that made you want to cringe.

Seokjin's jaw clenched when you called his friend "Seokie", and he swiveled his head to glare at Hoseok. You felt another wave of irritation wash over you. Was he seriously annoyed you were here with Hoseok when fucking Mandy was hanging off him like a bad smell? He acted like he was pursuing you, then turned around and took some supermodel-looking woman to his older brother's wedding before so much as mentioning it to you? The man had some fucking nerve. Not that you cared, or anything.

"Hoseok, could I speak to you alone for a moment?" he asked, tone casual but his eyes anything but. You resisted the urge to scoff - he said he wanted to start over, as friends. Was he really about to pull some territorial shit again?

"Will you be okay for a sec, honeycakes?" your friend asked, eyes flashing with mischief. Annoyed with Seokjin, you decided to play into it and gave him your best pout.

"Hurry back, okay?" you asked, fluttering your eyelashes at him obnoxiously. As he turned to leave, you couldn't resist a parting jibe. "I'll miss you, sweetcheeks!"

The slap on his ass came as a surprise to both him and Seokjin, and Hoseok jumped a foot in the air with a hilarious squeal. He continued to walk with as much dignity as he could muster, and you momentarily lamented that you couldn't see what kind of face he had made. Then you remembered that you had been left to fend for yourself with Seokjin's date.

"You two are so cute together," she gushed, your over-the-top actions seeming to have soothed the challenging air she had been emanating earlier.

"Thanks, Hoseok's great," you replied with a smile, and it might have been the first truly honest thing you'd said about your friend the entire evening. "I'm definitely lucky to know him."

"Ugh, I feel the same way about Seokjinnie," Mandy said with a fawning smile that sent another odd pang through you. You wracked your mind to what you had eaten today and the day before. Were you getting heartburn?

"That's great," you said, suddenly wishing this conversation was over. Unfortunately it seemed your sins had caught up and you were stuck in this purgatory until the two Seok-ers were finished with their conversation. A waiter stopped by and you sighed in relief as you accepted a glass of wine. You needed this.

~~~~~

"Dude, what the fuck?" hissed Seokjin once they were out of earshot. The genuine anger in his voice made Hoseok pause in surprise, and when he got a good look at his friend he realized there was also hurt in his gaze. Oh shit.

A pang of guilt squeezed his heart. He hadn't realized that Jin was really that head over heels for you, or that his little prank would do more than piss him off. His real goal had been to get the two of you together so he could see what the fuck was going on for himself.

"I - I didn't realize she was your [y/n] until after I asked her out," he explained feebly, wondering if he should just fess up with the truth. He felt even worse when Jin's shoulders slumped in defeat.

"I guess I can't blame you," the older man mumbled, looking so conflicted that Hoseok felt the confession waiting to spill out of his mouth. "She's amazing."

Fuck. He couldn't do this. Not when one of his best friends was looking like a sad puppy. Not for the first time, he wondered just how Jin had been able to fuck up so badly when he seemed to like you so much.

"Plus she looked really happy with you."

Jin met his eyes with a pained but sincere smile and that was it. Hoseok was done. He might be a corporate attorney, but he wasn't completely inhuman.

"We're just friends," he blurted, and felt immediate relief wash over him at the admission.

"And - wait, what?"

His friend stared at him in consternation, somehow still looking unfairly handsome even with his mouth hanging open. Come on, couldn't he leave some for the rest of them?

"I'm sorry," Hoseok began in a rush, "I didn't realize just how much you liked her! I just thought it would be funny, and I convinced her to go along with it."

Jin's mouth closed. Then opened. Then closed again. Hoseok resisted the urge to tell him he looked like the fish he liked to catch, waiting for his words to catch up to his friend's smart but clearly struggling brain.

"Wait, you two are friends?"

That was what he had gotten from this entire exchange?

~~~~~

By the time the two men had returned, you had downed several glasses of wine - an impressive feat considering they hadn't actually been gone that long - and you were giggling at something Mandy was saying. Seokjin and Hoseok looked at each other in confusion.

"Uh… did we miss something?" asked your friend, clearly baffled at the genuine laughter coming out of your mouth. You weren't surprised. Just this short amount of time with the woman had been so painful you had to drink to unlock the ability to laugh at the sheer ridiculousness of her worldview. If this was the type of girl Seokjin willingly spent time with, you had definitely dodged a bullet.

"Oh, she was just telling me about how Leaf put arugula in their kale salad," you said with a dramatic gasp, putting a hand over your chest for emphasis. Hoseok felt his mouth begin to twitch into a grin and snuck a peek at Jin, who also looked like he was struggling not to show his amusement.

"Right?" Mandy complained with an annoyed roll of her eyes, face twisted into an elegant sneer. "Like it's a kale salad, hellooooo?"

"Yeah, ugh, why couldn't they just ignore every single other kitchen task and customer they had to fix your order?" you asked in mock-sympathy, voice dripping with sarcasm. Hoseok decided it was time to distract you before your pointed comments stopped flying over Mandy's head, and tugged you off to the side.

"I told him," he murmured into your ear, making your eyebrows shoot up as you turned toward him, completely forgetting your earlier conversation. So Seokjin had said something.

"Unbelievable," you muttered, the taste of disappointment bitter on your tongue. Enough time had passed to make you consider the possibility that his request to start over had actually been sincere. How stupid of you.

Hoseok must have heard something in your tone, because he pulled you further away.

"Jin said you seemed happy with me," he said softly, studying your tight facial expression and giving you soothing pats on the back. "I just… couldn't do it."

You stared at Hoseok, weighing his words and his expression and deciding he wasn't just defending his friend. Especially because he looked genuinely embarrassed. But now you had something else to be upset about.

"So I had to let you call me boobear for no fucking reason?" you hissed, making him snort in amusement.

"At least I didn't slap your ass!" he retorted, crossing his arms and giving you an indignant look that only made you smirk.

"It was a good excuse," you chortled, making him gasp in affront.

"Oh my god, you objectified me," he cried, feigning tears as you cackled and punched him in the shoulder.

"Shut up, you would have done it if you thought of it first," you accused, and he immediately straightened.

"You're right, I'm sorry," he said sincerely, making you snort again.

"Yeah yeah, you're forgiven you dork," you said dismissively, turning away only to end up face first in a broad chest. Your eyes traveled upwards, past a strong neck that had no right being so weirdly sensual, to meet twinkling chocolate eyes. Your heart did not stutter. It didn't.

"I'll get us some more drinks," said Hoseok with a mischievous grin. You made a grab for his sleeve, but he danced out of your reach and gave you an obnoxious little wave. You immediately decided to put something soft and squishy on his office chair before work next week.

"Hey," said Seokjin casually, as if he wasn't crowding your personal space. You took a step backwards to give yourself room to breathe free of his enchanting cloying cologne, and crossed your arms.

"Hi," you responded, cocking your head as you waited for him to say something else. Try as you might, you weren't able to resist admiring just how well he pulled off his suit. Whatever. You had eyes.

"So you pretended to be with Hoseok to make me jealous?"

Ah, there was the obnoxious Kim Seokjin you were accustomed to. Irritation and disappointment flared in equal measure, as the cocky attitude you hadn't seen in a while reemerged.

"Are you gonna say I'm making him look bad now, too?" you asked flatly, crossing your arms and staring at him as your mood soured. The smirk on his face vanished, and his eyes widened with what seemed like alarm.

"No!" he almost screamed, making you jump in surprise. He cleared his throat, looking embarrassed at his outburst, and you noticed with interest that the tips of his ears had gone pink.

"I'm just kidding, he already said it was his idea," Seokjin confessed, looking at you so earnestly you felt your defenses waver. His sincerity was reinforced by the fact that his ears were now flaming red. "You can't blame a guy for wishful thinking, right?"

Had you drunk more wine than you thought, or was he being… cute?

"Aw are you saying you were jealous, Seokjinnie?" you teased before you could catch yourself, too thrown by this uncharacteristic vulnerability to feel your usual irritation. You didn't really believe your own words, considering you were using Mandy's nickname for him. For some reason, the rosy hue spread to his cheeks as he stared at you with his mouth open.

"There you are!"

Ah, speak of the devil. You were surprised to see a spark of irritation flash over Seokjin's handsome face, before it was replaced by his usual charming smile.

"What were you two talking about?" she asked, eyeing the fading blush on his cheeks and laying a possessive hand on his arm.

"Oh, just stuff," said Seokjin absently, eyes not on his date but on your face. You felt your own skin heat up under his scrutiny and you cleared your throat with a noncommittal shrug.

To distract yourself, you cast your gaze across the expensive reception hall to see your date hurrying over with two glasses of red wine. You smiled, relieved Hoseok was returning, until he was close enough for you to see a devious gleam in his eye. What the fuck was he -

"Whoops!"

With an exaggerated trip and fall, Mandy's expensive-looking dress was doused in wine and you gaped at your friend's audacity. Despite her proximity to Seokjin, Hoseok had somehow managed to angle the spill so she was the only casualty.

"Oh my god," Mandy wailed when she realized what happened. "This is an Alaia!"

You were still speechless, staring in disbelief while Hoseok apologized and offered to have the dress cleaned. Seokjin was mysteriously silent during his date's distress, and when you spared him a glance it looked like he was trying not to laugh, of all things. What the hell was happening?

"Seokjinnie, I can't stay here like this," Mandy sniffed, clearly expecting him to dote on her. He smiled that thousand-ship launching smile and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"I'll call you a car."

You were both gaping now. Sure, she was annoying, but this… this was just mean. You looked at Hoseok, who had that constipated expression he wore when he was trying not to explode, and grabbed his arm, dragging him away.

"Dude, what the fuck?"

For some reason that was what set him over the edge, and he exploded into giggles. You just stood there like a giant confused idiot as he doubled over, wheezing as he tried to catch his breath.

"Oh my god," he gasped as you glanced frantically behind you to make sure no one was watching your "boyfriend" giggling like a maniac. "You and Jin are so much more alike than you think. And don't feel too bad for her, she thinks gay marriage is a sin."

This was officially too much. You had not signed up for whatever was going on here. You ditched your friend - who was still choking on air - and made a beeline for the bar.

~~~~~

"I'm sorry, Namjoon did what?" you asked, almost crying with laughter as the caterers cleared away the remnants of the main course. You had demolished your steak and lobster, second in speed only to Kim Seokjin himself, and were feeling quite warm and charitable towards everyone in attendance.

As Hoseok's plus one, you had been seated with his cohort of friends, which included the two unrelated Kims. Mandy's seat sat sad and empty, reduced to a stand for the men's expensive suit jackets.

"They were trying to shoot a music video in college," Seokjin repeated through squeaky giggles you had never heard before tonight. "Joon was supposed to passionately bang on the door of a telephone booth, but he made the entire box fall over."

You howled, the copious amounts of wine and Namjoon's pained expression doing as much for you as the story itself. Seokjin and Hoseok followed soon after as the three of you found common ground in the torment of your friend.

"It wasn't that bad," the destructive man in question grumbled with a pout, crossing his arms and looking adorably chagrined.

"What about the time you kept that kid from getting run over by grabbing his shirt?" asked Hoseok through gasps, and Namjoon groaned, slumping in his seat. Your friend collapsed into more gales of laughter before he could elaborate.

"What?!" you demanded, but he was too far gone. You turned to Seokjin and began poking him incessantly, too drunk to care that he wasn't really your friend. "What happened? Tell me!"

"Oh my god, you're so annoying," he said with that squeaky laugh, grabbing your wrists to stop your assault. You struggled against his surprisingly gentle grip, but your arms were no match for his strength.

"Tell meeeeeeee," you whined, giving him your best puppy dog eyes. His eyes widened and he let go of you abruptly, ears going half red again. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

"You alright?" you asked in concern, leaning in close and poking his cheeks in consternation. His entire neck and head went tomato red and you could feel the heat radiating off his face. "Did you drink too much? You're getting Asian glow."

At this point Hoseok was in absolute tears next to you, and Namjoon had started to chuckle as well.

"This is so good," you heard Hoseok wheeze, and you turned to frown at him. "They're both so stupid."

"Bro, you get worse Asian glow than a Chinese New Year's parade," you accused, not knowing exactly what he was talking about but very much aware he was making fun of you. Your friend's laugh cut off with a horrified gasp, and you heard Seokjin begin to crack up behind you.

"How could you?" he sniffed in a plaintive tone, looking at you with betrayal in his eyes. "Why would you roast me like this?"

"You roasted yourself with the wine, just look at you," you said mercilessly, and Hoseok looked at the sky as if in prayer while his friends cackled around him.

"How could my boobear say these things?" he whimpered, and you lost it, collapsing to the side and burying your face in Seokjin's shoulder as your body shook with laughter. You thought you heard a strangled squeak, but it was hard to tell through your own giggles.

"Fuck, I can't, please stop," Namjoon begged through gasps, clutching his middle. "My stomach hurts."

He got his wish, but only because dessert had begun to be served. A waiter placed a delightful confection of pastry and whipped cream and strawberries in front of you, and everything around you ceased to exist. Including Seokjin, who was staring raptly at the way your face had lit up in joy.

You speared a succulent strawberry on your dessert fork first, giving a dreamy sigh when you bit into it. It was perfectly ripe, and the whipped cream was just sweet enough without being cloying. You were in heaven, buoyed by fluffy clouds of sweet cream and juicy red flesh and the occasional bite of soft, moist cake.

"Do you like strawberries?"

A voice rudely interrupted your quality time with the new love of your life, but you were too blissed out to do more than give a lazy nod. To your surprise, more of the fruit began to appear on your plate and you looked up with surprise to see Seokjin plucking the strawberries off his own dish. He began depositing them in front of you, and you began to protest.

"You don't have to - "

He silenced your complaints by popping another strawberry into your mouth and you bit down instinctively, letting some of the juice trickle down your chin. His warm brown eyes darkened to something a little sharper as his eyes followed the red trail, and you swallowed the fruit, suddenly aware of just how close he was sitting.

"T-thanks," you stammered, looking away and grabbing a napkin to pat your face clean. You avoided Hoseok's gaze, unwilling to acknowledge the smug satisfaction he absolutely reeked of. You turned your focus back to your food, but each time another ripe strawberry went down your throat, all you could think of were Seokjin's dark eyes.

You found your gaze wandering back to the irritating object of your thoughts, only to find his own already on you, smiling so softly you felt your heart give a curious lurch.

Oh fuck. Well, that wasn't good.

~~~~~

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Tags: @pinkseokchim @bbl32 @highly-functioning-mitochondria

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yunho-1999 · 2 years

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Primadonna

pairing: officeworker!seonghwa × confident!reader (ft. Hongjoong)

words: 3.6k+

summary: You were everything that Seonghwa hated. Arrogant, selfish, annoying, you name it. He couldn't stand you at all. Or at least that's what he said to everyone. What people didn't know is that behind closed doors he fucked you like his life depended on it.

genre: smut with a little plot (?)

warnings: cursing, enemies who fuck, reader is the biggest baddest b, choking, slapping, bratty reader, blowjob, pulling out, slight bondage for like two seconds, use of pet names, kinda angst, gets emotional at the end, reader is really confident and isn't afraid to say shit, ceo!hong, mentions of sex with other atz members, corrupt office, and probably more

"Y/n I need to see you in my office" Mr. Kim's voice resonated through the room, making everyone look at you. They didn't stare for long thought, worried they would get caught not doing their job. As that could get them fired.

You worked at one of the biggest company's in Korea. A very privileged job you could say. People always told you that. Especially when you said you were nothing less than the secretary of the CEO Kim Hongjoong. The son of the richest man in Seoul.

They looked so impressed it actually offended you. Did they think you weren't capable of doing that? Was it so unbelievable that you got that job? You really didn't know.

"Yes Mr. Kim" you answered cheerfully, noticing a pair of eyes that didn't leave you since your name was mentioned.

Seonghwa. Park Seonghwa to be exact. Your nemesis. Your archenemy. The one that always fought with you no matter what. He was prideful, always wanting to be right. And you were teasing, always contradicting him, even if he was actually right. It was more fun not giving him the pleasure of hearing those words come out of your mouth.

You stood up, standing tall, smiling at the black haired boy. He scoffed, finally looking away. His gaze now on the computer on front of him. Angry hands typing on the keyboard, even though he wasn't focused at all.

"Don't miss me too much" you whispered both hands on his shoulders. "Shut up and go already" he answered coldly, moving away from your touch.

You simply laughed it off. He was mostly grumpy on mondays, particularly when he had more work than usual. A frown was on his face, lips puckered up in a displeased expression. He was angry but to you he just looked adorable.

Not wanting to make your boss wait any longer you walked towards his office, closing the door behind you.

"Take a sit y/n" he smiled at you, his eyes scanning you down. Paying attention to every single detail of your body. But mostly his eyes focused on your legs. His mind thinking you looked amazing in that skirt.

You did as he told you, a smile adorning your face. You were the best at making Hongjoong like you. Practically having him wrapped around your fingers.

"So, your work lately has been excellent. You're a very diligent employee, and we really appreciate that in this company" his eyes travelled to your cleavage before looking at you in the eyes. He wasn't being discrete at all. And well, he didn't need to. You would be lying if you said that you didn't like it. Attention was all you wanted.

"I was thinking about giving you a raise" he continued, lying back on his chair. Fingers tapping lightly on the table "but for that" he smirked "I need a favor first" his head was now tilted. His gaze on you turning into a lustful one. Hinting what he wanted.

But you decided to play dumb. Boys always liked that anyways. "A favor? What kind of favor sir?" you asked feigning innocence. "Well y/n, I heard things about you. And a birdie told me that you're really talented with your mouth"

Yunho. That bitch. He told you he wouldn't say anything about the time you gave him a blowjob inside the bathroom. But apparently his mouth was looser than yours.

"Well, that's right sir" you laughed "but I didn't think you would be interested in it" you licked your lips, a smile creeping up at the corners. "You were wrong about that sweetie. So. Do we have a deal?" his hand was now in front of your face, and without thinking much you held it. Shaking it. Just like the business men did when they finished signing contracts.

"Perfect, come here then" he moved back a bit, leaving a space for you between his legs.

You moved quickly, placing yourself under the desk. Your hands immediately going for his belt. It was an easy task, and in a few seconds you had his dick in your mouth. Soft raspy moans could be heard all around the room. And you couldn't help but feel proud of yourself because of that.

Out of nowhere a knock on the door was heard, making you panick. Wide eyes looking at your boss "Move back a little, and stay there" Hongjoong warned way too calmly before hiding his legs under the table with you, so no one could see what was happening. "Come in!"

"Hey, Mr. Kim. There's something I wanted to tell you" a smile appeared on your face once you recognized the owner of the voice. "Oh. What is it Seonghwa?"

"Well, I was thinking of changing my office location" he sat down on the seat you were once in. And his words made you frown. Why did he want to do that? Was he trying to get away from you?

Hongjoong's hand went to you hair now, pulling you closer, making you stop moving as you were pressed against his pubic line. Enjoying the feeling of your mouth stuffed with his dick while someone else was in the room.

"Really? I thought you liked being there" he tilted his head slightly "Well, I did. Until Y/n was moved besides me. I just- I can't concentrate properly" he sounded frustrated like it was unbearable being besides you.

Hongjoong looked down at you for a second, finally letting your head go so you could breathe and pay attention to Seonghwa's words.

"And why is that?" your boss's curious eyes looked at the man in front of him. Wondering how bad could you be. No one ever complained about you, it was always positive comments. So this surprised him a lot. "She just keeps bothering me. And it's annoying. I just can't handle it no more" he let out a heavy sigh.

"I can't believe a woman is making you feel like that" he laughed "we've been friends for six years now, and I've never seen you act like this because of a girl" his hand was now on your head, as he caressed your hair gently. You didn't want to leave him totally hanging so you moved your hand to his length, moving it slowly up and down. You still needed to get that raise.

The whole situation was almost comical. There you were, jerking your boss off under the table. While his best friend, also your secret fuck buddy, complained about you.

"She's just so annoying I swear to God. She has this big superiority complex and I can't handle it anymore. She thinks the world revolves around her. And it doesn't." you wanted to laugh out loud at that, but you decided to contain yourself. Not wanting to fuck things over.

"Well I'm sorry to hear that buddy but I can't do anything to help you. Everyone is happy with their office's, so I'm not going to change them just because you can't stand the girl" he shrugged his shoulders and Seonghwa grunted in frustration "I'll just have to fuck myself then" he stood up, clearly mad about everything that was happening. Today, definitely, wasn't his lucky day.

"I really can't do anything Seonghwa. I'm sorry" he shrugged his shoulders and the boy just left the room. Without even saying goodbye.

"What a rude person. I think you should lower his salary because of that" you mumbled looking up. Hongjoong laughed at your comment. Shaking his head.

"You two need to stop fighting, specially during work hours" he pulled back his chair, giving you more space "I'll try. But if he gets annoying I won't hold back" you warned.

"Well, get back to your task and I won't really care if you fight with Seonghwa or not" he smiled at you, making you nood in agreement.

Your mouth moved back to his length and you bobbed your head up and down. Impressed by how good he was at holding back his own sounds. Maybe he had done this before. After all, practice makes perfect.

After a few minutes he finally came, and without thinking it twice you swallowed it all. "Wow, I didn't expect you to swallow. I'm impressed. I get why Yunho likes you so much now" he chuckled and you shrugged.

"I guess I just have an irresistible charm" you winked at him before going out the table. Standing there all tall and proud. Just like before when your name was called to go into Hongjoong's office.

"You do sweetie. And you also have a good fucking mouth" his hands fixed his clothes before looking back at you "I'm definitely raising your salary after this" a big smile was on your face after hearing those words. "Great! Thank you so much Mr. Kim" you bowed politely. And before he could tell you anything more you left, going straight to your table.

This whole thing just made you realize how easy it was to manipulate men. You just needed to use your lady charms and done. Your salary was raised. It felt good knowing that. But at the same time, it made you wonder how corrupt this company was. If it was so easy raising your salary, what more could you do?

"When did you go back to Mr. Kim's office?" Seonghwa questioned, not remembering when you went there "I never left" you laughed, eyes locked with his as you licked your lips. The boy looked at you in completely disbelief "What the actual fuck Y/n. You didn't do what I think you did, did you?" he felt his blood start raising, jealousy invading his body "I don't know, did I?" you answered vaguely, making things worse.

"Answer me y/n." His hand gripped your wrist tightly, making you pay full attention to him "What do you think I did Seonghwa?" you tilted your head, teasing him further "You gave Hongjoong a blowjob didn't you? You fucking bitch" he whispered, not because he wanted to protect your image. It was because he wanted to protect his friend.

"Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. Who knows~" you booped his nose. "Of course you did. You can't keep that mouth shut for two seconds. You either say shit, or suck dick." he let go of your wrist pushing you away from him. Looking almost disgusted at you.

"You love it either way" you snapped back tired of his attitude. Why was he acting all disgusted now? He knew how you were. He should know by now. Also, you guys weren't anything. Mere fuck buddies. So his reactions to everything made no sense.

"I don't." he went back to his angry typing. The keyboards making an unbearable sound. "Can you stop acting like a fucking child?" your gaze was now on his. He had one of his eyebrows arched, not believing your words "A child? Me? I'm the one acting like a child?" he pointed at himself, offended "yes Seonghwa. You. I did what I did, and you're acting like it's the end of the world. Like you didn't know I was like that" you rolled your eyes before starting to do your work.

"I knew you were a whore, but I didn't think your mission was to fuck everyone in this office. Even the boss. Like wow" he opened his eyes as much as he could before scoffing "That's because everyone likes me sweetheart" you answered while laughing.

"I swear I can't stand you" he mumbled under his breath before going back to his task. Tired of fighting with you.

What you didn't know is that Seonghwa also had no clue on why he was acting like that. He couldn't help but to feel jealous. He knew he shouldn't. But he couldn't help it. Thinking about other men having sex with you made him angry.

It was finally coffee break and you decided to spend it with Yunho. The boy practically begging you to be around him. And how could you say no to those big puppy eyes?

What you didn't expect was Seonghwa also following you around like a lost puppy. That only boosted up your confidence levels. Especially after the little fuss you two had before. It all felt so great. Having two men beg for your attention.

"Hey Yunho, can you get me some snacks, please?" you pouted at him, your arms holding onto his bicep as you caressed it gently. "Of course babe, I'll be right back" he patted your head before walking away.

"Do you really have to do that in front of me?" Seonghwa took a sip of his coffee looking directly at the back of Yunho's head. Hoping he had superpowers to actually burn the boy's head. "Why Seonghwa? Do you want me to touch you too?" you held onto his arm, your finger going to his chest as you drew little circles.

"No. Get off." he pushed you away with his elbow and you frowned "So grumpy aren't you!" you shook your head before smiling "I don't know why you keep acting like this, when I know you love me. I'm the best thing that appeared in your life. You should be greatful you kno-"

"Your ego is so big I can't fucking stand it" he spit making you roll your eyes "I know I've got a big ego, I really don't know why it's such a big deal tho. Plus you love it" you shrugged your shoulders, making him almost groan at that. You were getting to his nerves, just like you liked it. Seeing him in distress, annoyed. His hating glare all over you.

Hands were placed on both sides of your head on the wall, trapping you, a huge smile appeared on your face as he leaned in dangerously close. People around already looking. Trying to act discrete when it was more than obvious that they were paying full attention to the scene.

"You always like to make me mad don't you? See me all riled up like this. I bet it turns you on sooo much, doesn't it? You dirty whore" he whispered near your ear, his hand going towards your face as he slapped it. He didn't apply much force, but it still sounded like he did. Making people gasp. They knew how you were, and they just couldn't believe that you weren't doing anything to stop him.

"I fucking love it" you whispered back, now holding onto his wrist "But I'm not into public fucking, so I suggest you get away from me or I'll scream" your eyes met his, they were dark, filled with lust, ready to have you right there.

"I fucking hate you" he groaned before letting you go.

"Love me too~" you mumbled cheerfully while walking away, swaying your hips way more than usual. Leaving him there all alone.

You and Seonghwa were the only one's left. He was there because he still had a lot of work left, and you, well, you just wanted to keep him company. You couldn't just leave Seonghwa all alone.

"Why are you still here y/n? I need to finish all of this, and you keep distracting me" he grunted his eyes trying to focus on the paperwork in front of him.

"And why is that? I haven't done anything yet" you smiled at him, leaning in closer, your head now placed on his arm. "This is what I mean Y/n. You don't even have to be here, and yet, you are" he looked down a displeased expression on his face "I'm keeping you company Hwa. You should be greatful that me, y/n y/l/n, is here with you"

"Shut up." "Make me." your daring eyes stared directly at his. And in a blink of an eye you were being pinned down on the desk, Seonghwa's lips attacking yours in a desperate kiss. You could feel all his built up anger by how aggressive he was being.

"I've been wanting to fuck you all day. All fucking day. Seeing you walk around with this flimsy fabric you call skirt" he pulled it down, making you shiver under his touch. "You could've just told me, we would have done this much earlier" your hands went to his hair, tugging on it gently.

"I didn't want to bother. You seemed to be sooo busy today" he rolled his eyes, mouth starting to leave red marks all over your neck "oh come on Seonghwa, you know I'm never busy for you" you pulled him closer, now kissing his lips. Wanting to feel him closer.

"I doubt that." his hands started fumbling with the buttons of your shirt, until he finally got them undone. His kisses lowered until they reached your cleavage "Aw, and why is that? Are you worried Yunho is going to take your place?" to him your voice sounded like a mock. And he was tired of that.

His hand went towards your neck, squeezing it tightly "shut up. No one is taking my fucking place. You know really well that no one compares to me. That's why you always come back. No matter how many others you fuck. You always come back to me." his tongue traced your jaw and you smiled "isn't that right princess?" you nodded "yes hwa. Nothing compares to your cock"

He finally took off your bra. Massaging one of your breasts while still holding onto your neck. "You're so good at sweet talking me. I hate it so much." he captured one of your nipples with his mouth, and you couldn't help but whimper at the sudden attention. "stop lying to yourself baby boy, you love it"

"You're right, I love it, everything about you. I love you so much I hate it." his words caught you by surprise. Was he suddenly confessing his feelings towards you? No. That couldn't be. You guys were just fuck buddies. Nothing else. You both promised no feelings were going to get in the way.

"say you love me y/n... please. Just- just once. Even if it's a lie" he looked into your eyes, and you couldn't help but feel nervous. You never acted like that. Confidence being your best trait. But for some reason it all went away when he told you that. "Hwa- I-" "please y/n, please."

"I love you Seonghwa" you mumbled. Even if it was a quiet whisper, it was enough for him. He kissed you passionately. Different from all the other times. This one felt personal. Like he was showing his emotions to you. And you couldn't help but melt into it. You knew you shouldn't. But it was inevitable.

His hands wandered around your body before taking off your panties. Leaving you there, all naked. Only your heels were still on.

"Turn around" he ordered and you obeyed. Suddenly you felt how he held onto your wrists gently before tying them up with his tie. He made sure it wasn't too tight, as he didn't want to hurt you.

"You make me so mad, I swear. Everyday. You love to say all those things that anger me. I really can't stand it." he delivered a slap to your ass. Still not using his strength with you. Usually he wouldn't mind being aggressive with you. But after confessing his feelings, he couldn't.

"But you don't care do you? You don't give a fuck about me. It's all about you. And what you want. You, you, you. I fucking hate you" you moaned loudly when he pistoned into you. When did he even take his pants off? You wondered for a few seconds, before your mind focused completely in his moves.

They were deep, precise. Making you see the stars. Feeling like you were in cloud nine. Usually this position would be uncomfortable. But Seonghwa was holding you so carefully, so lovingly, that it didn't matter. He was the only thing important at the moment.

Seonghwa.

That was all your mind could think of. Everything felt like a fever dream. His words resonating through your mind. He loved you. He hated you. You. You were ruining his mind. You were the one making him confused. But he still stuck around with you.

"H-hwa- Fuck-" you closed your eyes as you couldn't stop moaning "feels amazing, don't stop" you managed to say.

He smiled at you, his hips moving even faster "I wasn't planning to baby" one of his hand was on your waist, while the other one held on tightly onto the tie around your wrists, pulling you up so you wouldn't fall down on the desk.

He didn't stop his movements, hitting you on the right stop until you finally came. Your body trembling all over. "Fuck- fuck-" you couldn't control your body at all. Your knees giving up on you. Making you almost fall down.

"Hey, I got you" he held onto you. Thrusting two more times before pulling out and cumming on your back. He groaned near your ear, making you shiver.

Everything still felt surreal. All of it. This wasn't Seonghwa being how he usually was. He was never this careful, this caring, this loving. And you were worried. Worried he was actually catching feelings for you.

You didn't want to be loved.

a/n: I'm thinking about making a series about office!ateez what do you guys think? should I do it?

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King of Hell

BTS

Series : part 1

Pairing: demon!Jungkook x human!Female Reader x demon!Taehyung x demon!Jimin

Genre: Angst & Smut

Word Count: 4.3K

CONTAINS DARK THEMES!

PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! READ WARNINGS CAREFULLY!

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A/N: SHAIWJW, IVE BEEN “WRITING” THIS FIC SINCE LAST YEAR, HOLY FUCK. Anyways I hope you enjoy this shitty story:)

These are the warnings for the entire series!! This is a dark fanfic that is not meant for everyone! If these warnings trigger you, please leave!!

Smut Warning(s): multiple smuts, cockwarming, face slapping, saliva kink, thigh riding, humiliation, heavy degradation, dacryphilia kink, threesome, anal, blowjob, somnophilia kink, mirror sex, choking, spanking, hair pulling, rough sex, mix of ddlg, sleep sex, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, squirting, begging, small bits of praising, marking, fear kink, cum shots, cum eating

Other Warning(s): possessive!Jungkook, blood, murder, torture, physical abuse, Stockholm Syndrome, submissive reader

I’m probably missing something...

THIS FIC CONTAINS NON CONSENSUAL SEX! PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

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Somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew this was wrong. But did she care?

No.

The girl laid supine on her boss's desk, sore legs bound around his torso, caging him in. His hand gently kneads her sensitive breast, earning soft moans from her. She grabbed his tie and tugged on it until he leaned down and passionately kissed her. The man gently pulled her up and swiftly wrapped his shapely arms around her body. She pulled away first, eager to catch her breath.

The excessive tension in the overheated room was unbearable. Her head remained low in embarrassment while her boss burned her with his gaze. To break up the tension, she awkwardly clears her throat and hops off his desk. For some reason, she desperately wanted to apologize but stopped herself. From what she remembers, her boss was undressing her with his eyes, so she let him have it. Deciding she’s not going to apologize, she frantically pulled up her skirt and opened the door to leave.

However, her boss was faster than her and instantly closed it again. He cupped her cheeks and attempted to kiss her again, but she stepped away. “I’m sorry, Dr. Kim. It’s getting late and my apartment is far from here, so I better get going. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Taehyung scowled at her. It was insulting to him. No one has ever rejected his touch. He grabbed the hem of her shirt and flung her onto his desk. She groaned in pain, protecting her injured side. Taehyung clutched her face and attached his lips onto hers, kissing her like it was his last time. She instinctively kicked her legs at him, but that made him more belligerent.

“Stop! Leave me alone!” She yelled, throwing her hands against his chest, trying to get him off. Unfortunately, she was no match for him. Taehyung pinned her down without a struggle and pulled her skirt down again. “I tried being nice, princess. But now you’ve gotten on my nerves.” He growled, forcing his cock in, despite her screaming at him to stop.

A sadistic smirk appears on his face as he picks up his pace. His warm cock fitted inside of her perfectly. It was like they were made for each other. He closed his eyes and threw his head back, enjoying the feeling to the fullest. While Taehyung was on cloud nine, the girl was bawling her eyes out underneath him. “T- Taehyung! Stop! It h- hurts!” She sobbed uncontrollably, breath hitching. Her vision started to blur as she felt her energy drain out of her writhing body. She's never endured this much pain.

Taehyung grunts as he pushes himself forward one last time before cumming in her. “Fuck! You feel so good, baby.” He leaned down and licked her tears away. He then created a trail of hickeys along her jawline, down to her collar bone. “How about another round, babe?”

“No, no! Please, no! It hurts!” She hiccuped, putting her hands together. “Please, Dr. Kim. I’ll do anything except for this! I c- can give you money… if you’d like.” Taehyung couldn’t help himself. Watching her beg for mercy was a turn on. “I don’t need your filthy money, slut. Now stay still or else you're fired.”

He ruthlessly entered in again. She let out a painful whimper but didn’t dare to move because her job was on the line. Taehyung held her hips down and quickened his pace. The helpless girl was fighting off the urge to push him away with all her remaining strength. Soon enough, her legs trembled on their own as ripples of forced pleasure went through her body. More tears gathered in her fearful eyes. A minute passed, she was still sprawled on his desk, catching her breath. “C- can I pl- please leave now?” She faintly whispered, on the verge of passing out.

Taehyung pulled her ragged skirt up then pulled her upright. He moved her hair out of her face and tenderly caressed her cheek, admiring her face. “You won’t tell anyone about this, understand?” She sobbed but nodded her head. “Good… get your stuff, I’ll drive you home.”

“No, sir. It’s okay. I’ll call a taxi. You can go home.” Taehyung’s eyes darkened. He grabbed her neck and squeezed it. “You’re making me repeat myself, Y/N. You out of all people should know how much I hate doing that. Now for the last time, get your shit and I’ll drive you home.” He took a step back and followed her to her office. She quickly grabbed her purse and jacket, then they both headed out.

The car ride home was silent. She didn't dare to speak a word. Not after what he did to her. All she could do is keep her head down and play with the hem of her shirt. Taehyung glanced over at her here and there, but he too didn’t speak a word. He looked in his rear view mirror and spotted his best friend sitting in the back, staring at “his” girl. “Keep your eyes off of her. She’s already taken, Jungkook.”

Y/N flinched when Taehyung started talking. “Huh? Are you talking to me?” She asked, confused. Red flags were popping up but she couldn’t exactly jump onto the highway. She bit down on her lip and waited for a response. “Took you a while to detect my presence, Taehyung. I thought you could do better.” She immediately turned around and saw a man sitting in the middle seat, legs spread apart. His long, jet-black hair almost veiled his eyes, and he was covered in tattoos. “Who the hell are you?!” She slightly yells, clearly startled by the man. “I wouldn’t raise my voice if I were you, sweetheart. Anyone who disrespects me will regret it for the rest of their life and afterlife.” Jungkook mockingly said, confusing the girl even more. She turned to Taehyung for an explanation, but he simply rested his hand on her thigh. “Calm down, angel. I won’t let him hurt you.”

“Bold of you to say that, Taehyung. You really think you can take me on?” Jungkook challenged.

“To keep her by my side, I’d knock you over without hesitation.” Taehyung said with a dull expression on his face.

“Don’t tell me you have feelings for this girl. Man, you keep letting me down. First living in the mortal world and now, falling in love. What’s next? Marriage? Family planning? Pathetic, Kim Taehyung. If Jimin were here, he’d be laughing his ass off.”

“If you have nothing nice to say, leave. I thought you didn’t enjoy the mortal world.”

“I don’t, I just wanted to see what my dearest friend is up to. I’m astonished, however. You managed to keep that unpleasant side of yours a secret.”

Taehyung glanced at his girl. Her face was pale and if you looked closely, she was shaking. Taehyung stroked her thigh in a soothing manner, signinally her to calm down. Out of fear, she clings to Taehyung’s hand tightly. This didn’t go unnoticed by Jungkook. He sensed her fear the moment she sat in the car. He enjoyed watching her crumble apart in the passenger seat. She looked vulnerable and afraid, he wanted to ruin her innocent looking face.

“Stop gawking at my girlfriend, Kook. Don’t you have anything better to do?”

“No, I actually don’t. Next month, I’ll be announced king, but until then, I’ll hang around you and this lovely princess.”

From that point on, Taehyung knew he couldn’t leave her alone. If he did, Jungkook would 100% hurt her or even worse, mark her as his own. Jungkook’s one selfish bastard. He will always put himself before others. Taehyung immediately knew Jungkook was attracted to her; he could tell just by observing the way Jungkook looked at her. But he wasn’t going to let Jungkook have her too. Originally, Taehyung was supposed to be king, but Jungkook was stubborn and wanted to fight for the title. Taehyung didn’t want to fight his best friend, so he willingly surrendered.

30 minutes later, he finally arrived at her apartment. She quietly thanked Taehyung for the ride, then got out. However, Taehyung turned off his engine and got out of his car. “I’m staying with you tonight.” Without question, she nodded her head and grabbed Taehyung’s hand. She was terrified of what was going on. Of course she wanted an explanation, but Taehyung seemed to be protecting her. Therefore, she thought it’d be the best to stay with him until she knows exactly what’s going on.

She opened her apartment door and set her purse and jacket on the table. “I’m gonna go shower… Make yourself at home... I guess.” She mumbled the last part and headed to her bathroom until Taehyung stopped her. “Mind if I join?” Taehyung hinted he needed to talk to her so she said yes. Meanwhile, Jungkook plopped down on the couch with his arm behind his head. “Got any bourbon?” He yelled and she responded, “the cabinet behind you has all the liquor I own.”

Taehyung pulled her into the bathroom and hugged her tightly. “I’m sorry! I fucked everything up for you.”

“Taehyung, what are you talking about?” She worriedly asked. Taehyung looked at the door then quickly turned the shower on. “We have to be quiet. He might hear us.” “Please tell me what’s going on! Who is he? How did he get inside your car?!” She whispers as calmly as she can. “His name is Jeon Jungkook. Next month, he'll be announced king of hell. He’s a very powerful demon and currently, he’s looking for his queen. Someone who can be the mother of his children and someone he can somewhat tolerate. Y/N, he has his eyes on you. You need stay around me, so I can protect you. I know I hurt you not too long ago, but trust me on this one. Jungkook has anger issues and if he gets a hold of you, you will be his punching bag for eternity.”

“Demon? King of hell? Are you hearing yourself right now?” She whispers louder, being unable to control her anger and concern. “I’m not lying, Y/N. How else did he get into my car. Do you remember our conversation in the car? He said he didn't like the human world.”

“What about you? What are you?!”

“I’m a demon too.”

“Prove it because I don’t believe-” Taehyung towers over her and his eyes turn black. His teeth become insanely sharp and black, thick horns start coming out of his head. She stood there, staring at his true form. She reached out and touched his cheek which was freezing cold. “Demons are real?” She faintly whispered. “Take your clothes off. He’s coming.” Taehyung’s out of his clothes in a blink of an eye but she didn’t want to remove her clothes. Taehyung heard Jungkook getting closer, so he ripped her clothes off and pushed her in the shower. He followed behind and pinned her against the wall, kissing her forcefully. “He’s looking through the door, pretend you're enjoying it so we're unsuspicious.” She surprisingly listens and returns the kiss. Taehyung picks her up, and she wraps her legs around his waist, allowing him to enter her. “Moan loud for me, baby.” The girl digs her nails into his shoulder and releases her needy moans.

Jungkook was standing in the door way, watching Taehyung fuck the living out of her. What he would do to be in his position. A part of Jungkook was telling him to kill Taehyung and take his place. However, the other half of him knew that it would create a war between the Kim’s and the Jeon’s. Centuries of feuds have been going on between the two families and it finally ended when Taehyung’s father made a peace offering and Jungkook’s dad happily accepted. From there on, Taehyung and Jungkook grew up together as best friends. Jungkook stopped himself from making a big mistake but continued watching the two fuck.

Taehyung came in her one last time before pulling out and cleaning her up with some water. She clung onto Taehyung because she had no more feeling in her legs. Her clit was burning from the overstimulation, but she wasn’t complaining because it felt so good. He carried her back to her room and wiped her body off with a towel. Jungkook went back to the couch and tried to relax his mind. For some reason, her moans kept playing in his head and before he knew it, he was hard. “Shit!” He angrily muttered.

After tucking Y/N in, Taehyung came to the living room to see what Jungkook was doing. Jungkook was leaning on the balcony railing, staring at the full moon. “If you want, you can crash at my place.” Taehyung said, fiddling with his house keys. “Nah, I think I’ll stay right here… By the way, your girlfriend is hot. If she ever wants to have a threesome, tell her-”

“She doesn’t, Jungkook. One man is good enough for her.”

“That’s too bad. Well, tell her if she gets tired of you she can come to me any time and anywhere.” Jungkook cockishly smiled, raising one eyebrow. “Stop with the jokes, will you?” Taehyung's voice got deeper because he’s had enough of Jungkook’s irritating comments. “I’m going to bed now. Sleep on the couch or wander on the street, I don’t care. Just don’t kill anyone.” Taehyung said before leaving Jungkook alone on the balcony. “I'll try not to.”

Taehyung opened the door and saw Y/N struggling to fall asleep. He quickly got into her bed and pulled her into his comforting embrace. “Shhh, it’s okay. I’m here now.” He carefully laid her face on his chest then ran his fingers through her smooth hair. “I love you so much. You don’t even know how long I’ve been watching you.”

“How long?” She whispers back. “First year of university was when I first saw you. Ever since then, I’ve been looking out for you.” She giggled and wrapped her arms around his body. “Why didn’t you talk to me?” Taehyung smiled, remembering why. “I’m a little shy.” She climbed up his chest and kissed him on the lips. “Is he gone?” She asked, tracing lines on Taehyung’s chest. “He’s gonna crash on your couch. Sorry about him, sweetheart.”

“It’s okay.”

Soon, silence took over the room and the girl fell asleep on Taehyung’s chest. Taehyung continued to play with her hair and trace her back until the door slightly opened. He saw Jungkook in the doorway and sighed. “What do you want now?”

“Her.”

Everything happened rapidly. The door swung open and all Taehyung saw were 2 red eyes staring him down. Before he could react, Jungkook knocked him out and pinned the girl’s body down. He entered into her sore cunt, causing her to wake up. As soon as she saw Jungkook’s face, she started to scream and fight. “Stop! Taehyung, help me!” She shook Taehyung’s body, but he was unresponsive. “What did you do to him?!”

“Shut up and cooperate with me or else I’ll take you to hell.” Jungkook swiftly got into a better position and let his raging boner free. The bed frame began banging against the wall harder and harder each time. Y/N was in a state of shock. She didn’t know what to do. Jungkook viciously thrusted into her and held her down by her neck. “No! Please! Stop!” Jungkook flipped her around and took her from behind. He spanked her ass multiple times, leaving his hand print on her skin. He pulled out and got up from the bed, dragging her along with him. “Look at yourself, you fucking slut.” Jungkook pulled her hair and forced her to look at herself in the mirror. “Watch me fuck you, slut. If I see your eyes aren’t open, I’ll slit your family's throat and send you pictures.”

“No! No! Please don’t! I- I won’t close my eyes, I promise.” Jungkook thrusted in again and had no mercy on her. Tears were rushing down her face but didn't once close her eyes. Jungkook deliberately went faster seeing if she could handle the pain. It took a lot out of her, but she didn’t want to put her family in danger so she listened to every order. Jungkook continued fucking her hard. He could sense the fear that was taking over her body. She was shaking and silently crying, but it merely encouraged him to go faster. At last, he pushed his whole length in and came deep inside her. She squirted around him and collapsed on the floor. “No more, please” “Get on your knees, now!” She whimpered but got on her knees. Jungkook didn’t waste a second to shove his whole cock in her mouth. He grabbed her face and started fucking her throat as fast as he could. After some time, hot cum was running down her throat as he finally pulled out. The poor girl was choking on her own saliva when Jungkook clutched her hair and spat in her mouth.

Jungkook wanted to go for another round, but someone hit his head, knocking him out. Jungkook fell to the floor, revealing a conscious Taehyung. He immediately picked her off the floor and hugged her tightly. She started sobbing on his shoulder. “I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry, baby. We have to leave.” He quietly spoke. Taehyung quickly cleaned her up and gave her some warm clothes to wear. He carried her out of the apartment and into his car. He quickly dialed someone’s number and stepped on the gas.

“Hello?”

“Jimin! Take your fucking brother back to hell. He’s lost his fucking mind. He knocked me unconscious and raped my girlfriend.”

“Holy shit! Where is he?”

Taehyung quickly informs Jimin of Jungkook’s location.

“I’ll pick him up. Just find a safe place, Tae.”

“Yeah, I will.”

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After receiving the call from Taehyung, Jimin rushed to Jungkook. He was still on the floor, passed out. “How hard did you hit him, Taehyung?” Jimin muttered before bringing Jungkook back to hell and chaining him up.

Jungkook woke up with his head pounding. He groaned and looked at his surroundings. “What the hell?” He spoke in a raspy voice. “Wake up, brother. Taehyung informed me you were up to no good.” Right, that bastard Taehyung, he thought. Memories of last night came rushing to his head and he couldn't help but smile. “Where’s Y/N?” Jungkook asked, replaying last night in his head. “Y/N? As in Taehyung’s girlfriend?”

“Don’t call her Taehyung’s girlfriend. Soon, she’ll find her way back to me.”

“Brother, I knew you were absurd, but fucking Taehyung’s girlfriend? Really?”

“You’ve never seen her before, so you won’t understand. But as soon as you get close to her, I ensure you, you won’t be capable of controlling yourself.”

“I’ll see for myself.” Jimin said before getting up and closing the heavy metal door, leaving Jungkook alone.

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1 month later

After the incident with Jungkook, Y/N and Taehyung got into a serious relationship. Every single day, Taehyung worked on becoming stronger to protect his beloved. He felt remorseful for placing her in this kind of situation, so the least he could do is protect her. Y/N was deeply in love with Taehyung. At first, she kept telling herself she only wants him around so he can keep her safe, however she couldn’t help herself. She let go of what he did in the past and focused on the present.

“Taehyung! I’m home!” Taehyung pops his head from the kitchen and she swiftly runs into his embrace. “I missed you.” She pouted her lips and kissed him. “Guess what?”

“What?”

“I missed you more.” She giggles at his response and pecks him all over his face. Taehyung picked her up and sat on the couch with her on his lap. A sweet make out turned into a heated one quickly. She tugged on his shirt then removed it for him and he did the same for her. “How about we try something different?” Taehyung placed her on one of his thighs and placed both of his hands on her ass. “Ride my thigh, angel.” She started moving slowly, unsure of how it might feel. Once her clit started getting some stimulation, she kept going faster and faster, falling apart in Taehyung’s arms. She clenched and came around nothing while Taehyung attacked her tits with his mouth. He left a trail of hickeys all over her upper chest. Taehyung came in his pants just from watching her and feeling her juices leak onto his thigh.

They both eagerly kissed each other until Y/N pulled away. “Can we go out for dinner? I don’t feel like cooking today.” She panted, playing with Taehyung’s hair. “Of course we can.”

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The long-awaited day had finally come. The crowd was larger than it ever had been. Everyone came down to watch the ritual and pay their respects to the new king. Torches were pointed downward, symbolizing death. In the middle of the stadium, there was a massive platform. On the platform, there was a throne, a crown, a pentagram and a tied up angel for the sacrifice. Jimin and his father stood side by side, wearing black suits. The crowd went silent when everyone detected a compelling, cold presence. Jungkook revealed himself from the shadows in his true form. He was shirtless with only a thin fabric wrapped around his waist. He walked to the platform and laid down on the pentagram. Everyone knew, this was the beginning of a new chapter.

Moments later Jungkook was screaming in pain. His body became a portal for all the previous kings. They were passing their abilities down to him, resulting in Jungkook's chest and back being burned. Everyone in the audience stood up and started chanting. Jungkook sat upright and headed towards the angel who was pleading for mercy. He manipulated his sharp nail and slit their throat, killing them in a matter of seconds. He attached his mouth onto their neck as the chanting got louder. The warm, thick liquid gliding down his throat was incredibly addictive. Jungkook could feel his power triple in seconds. He tossed the deceased angel away like a rag doll then faced his people. He stretched his wings and grew out his horns.

“I am honoured to be your new king. Thank you to everyone who came to watch the ritual. Please know I’ve acknowledged your presence and respect. I greatly appreciate it.”

Everyone applauded for Jungkook. Surviving the ritual requires an enormous amount of strength. Jungkook has proved to everyone that he is worthy of being king.

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“Are you ready? I feel like I’ve been waiting forever.” Taehyung said, sitting down on the couch. He was dressed up in his black suit and tie, looking flawless like always. 5 minutes had passed, and he still hadn’t heard a word from her. “Angel? What’s taking so long? Do you need help with your dress?” Taehyung walked back to their shared bedroom only to see Jungkook holding her down with his sharp nail on her neck. “I’m giving you two options, Taehyung. Let me have her, and I won’t hurt her or, she dies, I take her back to hell and torture her for eternity. What will it be, Taehyung?” All Taehyung saw was red. Without realizing, he changed into his demon form and attacked Jungkook. He managed to get him off of her, but strength and power wise, Taehyung was no match. Jungkook punched him over and over, until his nose and jaw was broken.

“Fuck you, Jungkook. I let you have everything! I gave it all up for you because I wanted to be a good friend! One good thing happens in my life and you fucking take it away!” Taehyung yelled, managing to punch him one last time. Y/N sprinted off the bed and rushed to Taehyung’s side. She didn’t care that Jungkook was there, all she cared about was Taehyung. “Taehyung! You’re bleeding! What should I do?! Should I call the ambulance?!” Taehyung looked into her eyes and his heart softened. Tears were streaming down her face. She was actually worried about him. Even after he revealed his true form, she stayed by his side. Does that mean she loves him? Taehyung slightly smiled. “I’ll be alright, love. I’ll heal by tomorrow.”

“No, you won’t.” Jungkook interjected as he got up and kicked Taehyung’s head. “STOP!” She screamed, protecting Taehyung with her body. She wrapped her arms around his head so Jungkook couldn't kick him. “C- can’t you see he’s hurt?! Leave him alone!” She bawled. “I’m not going to leave him alone until he makes a decision. So Taehyung, what will it be?” Taehyung wrapped his arms around her waist, refusing to let her go. “There are billions of other people in the world. Why do you want MY girlfriend?!”

“Don’t question me, Taehyung. Now give me her, or I’ll have to forcefully take her.”

Y/N started sobbing on Taehyung’s shoulder. “Please don’t take him away from me. I love him. Please don’t.” She begged, her tears staining Taehyung’s shirt. Jungkook was slowly starting to lose his temper. He massaged his temples then grabbed her arm, prying her off and away from Taehyung. “If you don’t come back with me to hell, I’ll kill Taehyung right here right now. Or better yet, I’ll make you help me kill him.”

Y/N began to shake. “Please don’t hurt him. I’ll go back with you.”

“No! Y/N he’s going to hurt you! Jungkook you can kill me but leave her alone after I die. You break the promise and will die too.”

“No, Taehyung! I can’t let you die! You can’t leave me alone!” Jungkook pushed the girl back and kicked Taehyung in the stomach. “If you want her so badly, you’re going to have to fight me.” With that, Jungkook turned around, picked her up and disappeared. “NO! Shit! Shit!” Taehyung cursed at himself.

Once again, he failed to protect his love.

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Uhhh, hi🤠

This is terrible and I’m sorry if it doesn’t live up to your expectations. I completely understand because many people have been waiting for this fic to release and it’s not even good. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed what part 1 has to offer. At first, I didn’t want to make this into a series because I’m very inconsistent. However, I had a sickening plot in mind that I really wanted to do, so the next best option was to make this into a series.

I know, not a lot of Jimin was in this, but the next couple of parts will have him.

xoxo,

naina❣️

#taehyung smut #jungkook smut #jimin smut #bts yandere #yandere bts #bts smut #non con #yandere jungkook #yandere taehyung #yandere jimin #maknae line smut #demon jungkook #demon taehyung #demon jimin #incubus bts #incubus smut #bts incubus

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scarlet2007 · 3 years

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BTS reaction #1:- When they kidnapped you. Hyung line.

Warning:- Kidnapping, stalking, mental illness, hacking, yandere! bts, mafia, use of drug, guns.

Masterlist.

Seokjin/Jin.

You sighed as you walk towards Seokjin's room. Working at an asylum is hard and exhausting, especially if your working for the most wanted serial killer who also runs a mafia and does killing as his 'hobby'. You don't understand why they gave you his case, you have just started your carrier, maybe cause you are the only person willing to put up with his disturbing shit.

"Why are you looking as if you are sick, princesses?" Ah, there he is sitting on his chair calling you by the nickname he gave you in your first week of attending him.

"Cause I am sick, Jin," I looked at him, you still wonder how he has not murdered you. You were sure that you were digging your own grave but somehow the mafia leader takes a liking to you, which you don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing. Maybe he was a bit too touchy but he never really made you uncomfortable, just some innocent hugs and kisses, nothing much or nothing less. You don't have a problem with it as long as he was taking his medicines and therapy.

"Then you shouldn't be here, Princess, and I told you not to come here today why didn't you listened to my warning?" He came closer as you closed the door, he was towering you as he was taller than you and more build-up then you can ever get, it's not like you were a sporty person. You are a lazy potato.

"Jin, it's not the first time you told me that. All those time you warned me not to come at work, nothing happened. Now-" Before you can finish your sentence the emergency alarm went off, warning you that something was wrong.

"What the-? Jin, stay right here! I am going out to check what's going on." You were about to go outside when you heard gunshots coming from outside followed by screaming. Your body froze from the fear you were feeling, seems like someone broke in or a patient got there hands on a gun.

"I told you not to come here today, princess. Now you have to watch these all, my poor innocent baby." Jin walked towards you as you back away from him, maybe this is how you will die, at the hands of a mafia leader who do killing as his 'hobby'.

"Don't come near me, Kim Seokjin, or else I will hurt you." You said in a fake confident voice but your legs gave you out, they were shaking from terror. The gunshots continued outside, the screaming of terror and pain followed by it. Maybe, just maybe, you should have listened to him this time.

"Don't be scared, Princess. I will protect you, don't worry my men will not hurt you as they have given strict instructions to not to just you." He pulled your cowering self in his arms and kissed your head.

"Please...Jin- Let me go, please..." You begged helplessly as your tears began to ruin his shirt, not that he minds it. The door opened and a guy came with a gun, he looked at Seokjin and hand him a bolt, you can't see it because Seokjin pressed your head against his chest.

"Shhh, Princess. Go to sleep." Seokjin pressed a cloth, which you didn't even notice he had, to you mouth as you struggle before the drug kick in your system and you start to lose consciousness.

"Now you are all mine, Princess, all mine and only mine." That was the last thing you heard as your world went black.

Yoongi/Suga.

Yoongi was leaning against the alley wall as he was outside the club he owns as he was smoking, his right hand was bleeding since he just beat someone to death. He has dumped the body on a dumpster, which was were that bastard belongs. He heard some light footsteps but he didn't look up assuming that it was one of his men but when a bandage came in his view he looked up because his men know better than to offer him a bandage. He looked at the person offering him a bandage, he was surprised to see a girl, probably in her early 20s, wearing pyjamas smiling to him.

"Here, you are bleeding Mr." She offered him the bandage which he ignored.

"What are you doing here? This place is not for girls like you, go away before something happens." She made an offended face.

"What do you mean by 'Girls like me?' Just cause I am wearing a pyjamas doesn't mean you can judge me! Here take this bandage." She hands him the bandage but stopped as she eyed the cancer stick on his none injured hand.

"Huh, seems like I have to patch you up since your other hand is busy with that cancer stick." She sighed as she starts to take care of his hand. Yoongi looked at her face silently, wondering why is she not running away from him.

"All done!" She proudly said as she looks at Yoongi's hand. Yoongi looks at his hand, the bandage was done nicely, it even has a cute little bear character. Her phone chimed loudly, startling her.

"Oh? Yeah, yeah, I am coming! Stay where you are! Don't go anywhere!" She starts to walk to the main entrance of the club.

She looks back at Yoongi and yelled," Don't smoke, Mister! It's bad for your health! Take care of your wound, bye!"

Yoongi's eyes followed her as she helps a drunken girl who looks to be her friend into a car. As the car drove away, Yoongi realised that he didn't even get her name. He cursed and kick the wall angrily. Maybe, he will bump into her again.

The next time Yoongi meet you was at a cafe, you were getting a smoothie when Yoongi thanked you for that night.

He asked where did she get the bandage from and you answered by saying that you always carry a mini first aid kit in your car. By the end of the conversation, Yoongi gets to know her name, her number and her.

After that, both of them start to hang out more until Yoongi decided that its time to carry out the plan he has planned. He knows that the instant she finds out that he runs a mafia she is going to run away, which he wouldn't allow. That is why here she is, now drugged, laying on his bed in his mansion. He knows that what he is doing is insane and she is going to hate him for that but in the end, she has to love him again, she has to.

Hoseok/J-hope.

Hoseok first noticed you when you came with your best friend to his dance class, your best friend was looking after you as your mother was out of town.

You and your best friend entered the dance class, "Good evening, sir!" Your best friend exclaimed, making other students look at your way.

"Good evening! Oh? Whose that besides you?" Hoseok looks at you with curious eyes.

"This is my best friend, Y/N! I hope you don't mind her here since I have to look after her cause her mom is in another town."

"Oh, I thought she was your sister since both of you are wearing matching clothes and I don't mind her, why don't you join us, Y/N!"

"Sure, I guess." Those were the first word you said to him.

The dance session went smoothly, you were a born dancer, picking choreography quickly and even help some other students with some complicated moves.

All the things went smoothly until your mother came back to town since your best friend no longer needs to look after you, you stop coming with her to the dance classes.

Hoseok was disappointed to know that but at least he has your number.

From that day onward you and Hoseok start talking to each other every day, each day Hoseok obsession with you increased little by little.

Until one day, he kidnapped, it was not that difficult since you trust him enough to come to an abandoned place without telling anyone where you were going.

"Ohh, little one. I have dreamed of this day from day one, to have you in my arms, protected by me. Now no one can see you or steal you away from me, you are all mine and only mine.

Namjoon/RM.

All you ever wanted was a friend, was that too much to ask for? Well, it seems like it was since here you are hand and legs tied with a thick rope with a ducted tape on your mouth, preventing you from shouting for help.

You tried to make yourself as small as possible as the door opened, revealing you're so-called online best friend.

If only you never went on to message him in the first place, if only you stop talking to him after you told him that he got the wrong number. But you didn't, instead, you keep talking to him, ignoring all the red flags. You just wanted a friend but what you got? A hacker who used to stalk you through your webcam, who has now kidnapped you. You wouldn't be surprised if he turned out to be a psychopath- wait he already is since normal people don't kidnap people daily.

You could never agree to meet him at his house, you could at least told someone where you were going and with who you were meeting but you didn't since you knew that your parents will oppose the idea of you meeting a strange who you only know online.

"Aww, look at you, all curled up. It must be cold and lonely without me right?" No, it wasn't but now it's suffocating that you are here, you wanted to say that but you can't because of the tape and all you don't have a death wish, who knows what this psychopath can do to you if you angered him.

"Now that you are here, where you belong, why don't we get to know each other in person? Well, I know everything about you so it would be fair if you know everything about me too but let's not hurry since you are going to spend your whole life here. Aww, don't cry, I know that you are happy to hear it but don't cry, baby. It makes me feel like I have done something wrong."

Namjoon's reaction is a bit shorter than the other, sorry about that. This is my first ever reaction so please bear with me. I hope you guys like it!

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daegall · 3 years

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Habits

↳ where donghyuck develops habits after he meets you

pairing: lee donghyuck x reader

genre: fluff

warnings: frozen ice cream >:(

word count: 2.6k words

a/n: Hi! Okay i know he ending is literal shit, but please bare with me 😭 i will do better i swear! I have lots planned and if yall are patient, then it will come in no time (thats a lie :(( ) OKAY IM SORRY BYE

networks: @neoturtles

description: There are certain amounts of things you have done that affected Donghyuck, you changed his attitude, the way he sees things, he even likes Pizza because of you. But one of the things that stood out that you have done to him is make him adapt habits. Of course, you didn't force him to, it just appeared one day and Donghyuck didn't seem to mind them. So here are some things you he has grew onto him because of you.

Buying an extra cup of coffee

This particular habit grew on him before you two started dating, one morning when you sat sluggishly next to him in history class he couldn't help bur notice how dead and tired you looked.

The moment you trudge into the room, Donghyuck couldn’t help but wince at your tired face. Your eyes heavy and steps slowed as if there was a whole boulder in your bag. “Dude, you look like you have Mark’s schedule.”

God knows how you would deal with that packed of a schedule, you’d die. Mark Lee is really something else.

You begrudgingly flopped next to Donghyuck, sighing out a breath of exhaustion, "Goddam Mr. Kim had to give us a 5000 word essay on climate change," you groan, slapping your face lightly to try and wake up, "Who the fuck had the idea to invent plastic?"

Donghyuck only chuckles, grabbing his coffee cup from his bag, beginning to tale a swig. He stops halfway when he notices you banging your head continuously with the thick history book, sticking out his hand with the coffee in between your forehead and the hard book, just before you slam your head on it again. "Take a sip," he urges, lightly tapping it on your cheek.

You don't remember, but you think you grinned, because Donghyuck is laughing at your eagerness. "I'm taking a huge gulp!" You half tease, knowing you were actually gonna take about 3 of them. Donghyuck hisses, flicking the side of your hand momentarily, before sighing, "Just take the whole thing."

You did so gratefully, even if Donghyuck thought you were gonna give it back. After that, he would pay attention to your responses to his texts, seeing wether you're in a good mood or not.

If you reply with an 'okay bob, pick me up in 20' then there's no need to buy an extra cup, if you reply with quite a dry text he's bringing one just in case and giving it to Mark if you don't need it. However if you're responding with swear words and angry emojis it's time to rush and get that coffee you need.

It became like this for a while, that is, until exams started. He noticed how moody and tired you got, constantly buying coffee without even having to see or ask. But now that you're a lot busier he's picking you up and giving you coffee and a grilled cheese, having a donut for himself.

Ever since then you two would just spend breakfast in the car, talking while eating and maybe even getting up earlier to just chill in the school parking lot to eat before class started, but only if you two are feeling extra energized.

This is a habit he realizes he has, and he actually likes because it reminds him of how he asked you to become his girlfriend in his car one time when you went to the school parking lot at 5 in the morning. That's a hour and a half earlier than you usually go to, and you two watched as the sun raised in the trunk of his car.

At that time, you decided to get grocery store ice cream tubs instead, you had a sudden crave that Donghyuck agreed to. You got a bit of ice cream at the corner of your lip, and Donghyuck decided that was the perfect opportunity to pull a clique little ' "you got a little bit there" and then proceeds to kiss you.' Yeah you failed your Math test that day because you were so distracted.

Your coffee felt warm in your hands, but the cold early morning wind nipped at your skin at the same time, urging you to take a sip from the paper cup once again. The only thing warm besides the hot coffee in your hand was Donghyuck, who sat close next to you to produce some warmth. Which was dumb because you had ice cream waiting to be devoured handing in a plastic bag in front of the semi-broken air conditioning to stay cool.

Donghyuck glanced behund him to see how the ice cream was doing, sighing when he sees no changes in the ice cream, the AC must’ve broken already. “Hey, ice cream’s melting, better eat it now before you have to drink it from a plastic bag.” He nudges at your thigh.

You nod, hopping off the trunk to go get the ice cream. Quickly stealing ut from the driver’s seat, you hurry back to Donghyuck for warmth, handing him his own ice cream. “Thanks,” he takes the cold treat from your hand, opening the cap open and sticking his spoon into the tub. He had a napoleon flavored tub of ice cream, while you got Rocky Road.

Though the AC of Donghyuck’s car was broken and some of the ice cream melted, the closer you get to the middle the more you realize it’s still frozen. “Damn dude, that’s a whole glacier.” Donghyck commented, eating a spoon of his own ice cream. You suddenly stop trying to destroy the frozen block of ice, “Yo have you heard how David Attenborough says glacier?”

“...what?”

“Dude we’re gonna watch ‘our planet’ later on today, I can’t believe you haven’t heard him say glacier!” You say as you stab your spoon into your ice cream, successfully breaking the bug block of ice. You scoop a big spoonful and shove it messily in your mouth, slurping when some dripped down your lips.

Donghyuck pursed his lips at the sight of the sticky treat stucking to the corner of your lips, putting his tub down, “You got a little bit there,” he points to yor mouth. Eyes widening, you blinly search for the ice cream around your mouth. Donghyuck stops you from wiping your mouth with your sleeve, taking it to his lap.

You’re about to protest, when Donghyuck catches your words in his lips. It takes you a few moments, but you kiss back, tasted the slight strawberry ice cream that stuck to his lips and tongue, and you’ve never loved how it tasted as much as this. He quickly pulled away, licking he remains of your ice cream off his lips.

“The fuck was that?”

“I really like you.”

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Waiting for you to dry his hair

This habit came about one night when he came put the shower in shorts and a big t-shirt, his towel plopped lazily on his hair. He came back home from working out with Renjun, and he subconsciously layed down on the couch right next to you.

He shoved his wet hair with the towel on your lap, and you being you, you stared to dry it for him. At that time Donghyuck felt great, it was like you were some kind of human form of a hairdryer.

Donghyuck plopped doen next to you in the couch, water dripping onto the couch. You purse your lips, looking up to Donghyuck’s wet hair, “You gonna dry it?” Your boyfriend nods, patting the green towel on top of his head. You laugh when observing the towel, it’s the one you giften to him for his 18th birthday. There was a small frog peeking out at the corner and Donghyuck adored it.

The boy sighs, suddenly resting his head on your thighs. You assume he wants you to do it, so you gently start tot rub the top of his head with the material. Donghyuck peeks one eye open in surprise, humming im delight when you start to run your fingers through his damp hair. You grin at his reaction, bringing the towel uo to dry the ends of his hair.

You carefully dance your palms against his cheeks, making sure you don’t press too hard. Donghyuck turns his head to the side, placing a peck onto the pad of your thumb, as a gesture of thanks, you guess, and you kiss his cheek in return.

It’s evenings like this he longs, just calming moments with each other before all the stress comes and drowns you two. Just the most simple gestures warms his heart and awakens the knowledge that everything is going to be alright.

You continue your work peacefully, soon massaging his scalp and fluffing his hair up. Donghyuck let’s out a breath of relief, burying his head to your stomach. The material of the sweater you use is somehow so comforting, almost lulling him to sleep.

You run your hands through his head one more time, before grabbing the frog towel and ruffle his hair softly, “There we go, all nice and fluffy.” You mumble, fiddling with the short hairs on the nape of his neck. Donghyuck looks back up at you, a little smile soon appearing on his lips. He reaches up, pecking you shortly, before completely falling asleep on your lap.

Since then Donghyuck has always waited for you to come find him with damp hair and the frog towel, innocently asking you to dry it. Unbeknownst to him, you absolutely adore drying and taking care of his hair, it showed that he trusted you enough to let you do whatever you wanted. And plus, his hair was just really soft and you love playing with it.

There was this one time you came back home after a long day of hanging out with your friends and as soon as you opened the door Donghyuck attacted you with hugs and shoving his wet hair into your neck, inviting you to come in and dry it for him. As much as it was a habit, he likes to say it’s a silent agreement, which you agreed to as well.

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Going out with comfortable clothes

When it comes to Donghyuck, he used to want to go out looking extravagant and show stopping, with style that wpuld have everyone staring at him, but after hanging out with you countless of times, he soon chose to wear sweaters and sandals when going out with you.

The first time he went out in comfortable clothes he felt more confident, which he thought was really strange because if you look better you should feel better as well, right?

“Hyuck have you seen my-“ You walk into Donghyuck’s room, surprised to see him wearing skinny jeans and a leather jacket, your cheeks slowly heating up. “Seen what, babe?” He asked, adjusting the collar of his jacket. He turns in confusion when you don’t reply, eyes widening when he notices you’re only in leggings and one of his hoodies.

“What?” Donghyuck asks, tilting his head at your flustered form. You snap out of your daze, meeting Donghyuck’s eyes, “H-huh? Oh- no- uh you just seem really dressed, I mean we’re going grocery shopping, right?” Hyuck nods, shrugging, “Yeah, that’s why I’m all dressed up... do I not look good?”

You shake your head, and point a finger at him, “No, you look really good. It’s just- what’s better than feeling confident comfortably? And besides, you’re already hot! What’s more boyfriend material than the classic hoodie and sweats?” You reassure, patting Donghyuck’s cheeks.

The young adult smirks, reaching out to catch the swinging hoodie drawstrings on his hoodie you wore, “Should we match then? Wearing my hoodies?” You look down and recognize the piece of clothing as in fact, Donghyuck’s, sheepishly looking up and mumbling a small apology.

That afternoon Donghyuck didn’t think abour how he looked, he didn’t care what people thought, he was confident comfortably next to you, he felt like he was the luckiest person in the world just because he had you to reassure him and hype him up.

After that, whenever he goes out, whether it’s with you or with his friends, he goes out in comfort and not quality, why would he want to attract attention when he has endless amounts right at home where you were?

In the beginning that was the reason, but after some time being comfortable brought out his true personalities and he became so much happier. He was often self conscious and insecure, but his friends and family, including you, were always there to stop him from doubting himself. And now he feels carefree and unbothered to the worlds opinions, which made all his loved ones proud.

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Good morning and good night kisses

This habit developed after you craved a good morning kiss one day, which made Donghyuck completely melt and give you multiple morning, afternoon, evening, and night kisses. It was just one whole day with Hyuck’s lips either in yours or your skin. Very blissful and has to be your favorite part of the day.

When you wake up, the first thing you see is Hyuck’s bare and beautiful sunkissed face, and you couldn’t be happier to wake up to this. He seems to be scrolling through twitter, one arm thrown under your head. Your arms looping around his waist informed him that you were awake, and he smiled at you dearly.

You lift it, so then he can retract his arm comfortably, but instead Donghyuck bends his elbow and drags you closer. You smile and stay right there, savoring the moment as it is rare, Donghyuck usually has to go to work really early in the morning.

Nothing could be more perfect for you, his smiling face, the peaceful morning, warm atmosphere, it just couldn’t get any better than this. But there was one thing you really wanted to try with Donghyuck.

You pucker your lips out dramatically to him, which grazes his cheek and jaw, “Good morning kiss,” you mumble through pulled lips. Your boyfriend laughs at the sight, throwing his head back into the headboard. You stop puckering yor lips, eyebrows furrowed in frustration, “What?”

“You’re absolutely adoreable!” Donghyuck cooed, squishing your face with his hands. You grimace once he doesn’t give you a kiss, turning around turning away from him pettily. Your boyfriend laughs at your disappointment, climbing over your body and flopping to the other side, “Hello,” he mumbles right into your face.

You grumble back a greeting, closing your eyes and pushing your face into the pillow in hopes to make Hyuck feel guilty. It obviously doesn’t work, because a smile is itching to pull your lips up when he glides his finger’s up your shirt to tickle your sides. You stifle in a scream of giddiness, and grab Donghyuck’s hands, and then fail as his fingers graze your stomach.

“HYUCK! OKAY PLEASE HYUCK STOPPPP!” You are now pushing Donghyuck’s shoulders away from your body, but keep going down to your body to shield it, you don’t know what to do, push or defend. In the end you only laugh and giggle, screaming Donghyuck’s name.

He eases down the tickling when he sees tears streaming down your pulled cheeks, his own smile shining. You stop laughing, your cheekbones sore frim all the smiling, and yet you still muster a small smile to Donghyuck. He aoftens and melts when you start to play and run your fingers through his hair, leaning into your touch.

“So are you gonna give me that kiss or not?” You ask quietly. Hyuck smiles and lowers his head to lean his forehead oto yours, “Only if I get to give you afternoon, evening, and night kisses as well.” And with a lift of your head your morning wish is granted, and a bad sleep schedule for Hyuck is born.

That kiss changed his routine completely, wasting arohnd a total of an hour just for kissing you. Which actually resulted into a really bad sleep schedule that even you comolain about, but despite loosing sleep, it’s worth stealing a lot more kisses from you, and he’s a lot happier.

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Ethics and morality... and how they're not the same...

Weird title, and I don't even know if I'll properly approach this one with all the topics I wish to this discuss in today's The Devil Judge essay, because a lot of things peaked my interest, I was debating on doing a separate post for each subject, but I'll do them all in here:

Starting simple

I know we're only 4 episodes in, but I want to break down the things that I often look for in a new show:

Cinematography

Soundtrack

Character building

Plot devices

Social commentary (sometimes)

Of course, these are things most people would consider basics, but I find that a lot of TV shows don't have enough balance in them. Also, cinematography and soundtrack are pretty up there for me because when a plot gets slow, or something like that, I stay for those two (biggest example: King Eternal Monarch).

The soundtrack in The Devil Judge is amazing and the cinematography can be a character of its own. They really get me hooked and are used as tools to properly tell a story. And I'll get into that further down this post.

The onlooker will never understand the actor

Experience is your best friend not only applies to job hunting, but it's true in the real world too. You can't truly weigh in on something unless you've experienced it yourself, you can give it your judgment and everything, but when bad things happen to someone, you'll never truly understand their pain. Am I bringing up because of the difference of mind in Judge Kang and Judge Kim's opinions? On how the public treated the minister's son? No. I'm talking about a very specific scene, where the cinematography told me to think that way and not the dialogue (it's that easy for my mind to be swayed). In episode 3, when the rich are about to dine right after the foundation's commercial for a better future, we see this aerial shot:

What's interesting about this? The seclusion and the enclosed feeling it conveys as a counterpart to the poverty shots we were just shown. Yet, these are the people making ads for a better future, what do they know?

They live comfortably behind concrete walls with no windows to see what goes on apart from the bubble they live in. This idea is further enforced at the party in episode 4, where they're not even a part of the donations, and watch and mock from afar as spectators. Yet, these people call the shots. They even call it commenting, as if they were watching the pain of others on TV.

The intriguing personality and the duality it encites

Now, this was a costume and wardrobe decision, but it was also very well thought of:

Judge Kim wears white and Judge Kang wears black. One is morally perceived by viewers of the show as morally good and the other is perceived as morally dubious at best. However, besides the costume and wardrobe thought put into this, we also have to think about the delivery of this scene and how it may further affect my detailing of this section. Judge Kang brings down the coats, and hangs over the coat to Judge Kim, he's the one who is making that annotation: You're pure, I'm tainted. This can have one of two interpretations:

Either Judge Kang believes Judge Kim to be pure and innocent due to his status as a rookie in the field

Or he believes Judge Kim to be morally white and himself morally black as he's looking at his brother's face and not at Judge Kim's heart.

Because most of the back story we're unveiling is through Judge Kim's perception, there's also an inherit bias we're having as well, because in Judge Kim narrative, he believes he's doing what's right and believes Judge Kang to be evil. In being served information about Judge Kang through Judge Kim's eyes, our bias is inherently skewed.

Another thing is that, when they put on the coat, they're standing in front of the other, as if the producers of this series are telling us they're two sides of the same coin.

The duality is made in more deceitful ways, which include:

A difference of classes that implies one has suffered while the other has not.

A difference of experience that implies one is more tainted while the other is pure.

A difference of age that implies one is a sly fox while the other one is is bunny about to be eaten.

A difference of temper that makes one erratic and the other logical.

Power dynamics

This one, in this one I could make a whole thesis based on just a couple of scenes in the drama. And you know I have to mention it: director Jung being the puppeteer.

It may not be as unexpected at first, nevertheless it brings forward a lot of things I've wished to touch upon for quite some time now. A woman being a puppeteer of an old man in the portrayed dystopia that The Devil Judge is painting makes much more sense than more common demonstrations of these dynamics where it's either a:

A man of power being controlled by a bigger man of power.

A man of power being controlled by a seemingly man of a lower status.

A woman being controlled by a man of power.

Although, there's nothing wrong with those power dynamics, and if they were to be used, a message could also be conveyed, this one in particular works as a megaphone.

A subversion of power in such a way can be interpreted as a true indication of the weak overcoming the powerful. Why? It is not that woman are naturally weaker than men, but that in society, patriarchy has been a big factor in taking voice away from women in order to give it to men.

In order for Director Jung to achieve her purposes, it's smarter for her to do it under the pretense that an old rich man in power is the one calling the shots.

This is better exemplified by her stance when the old man tries to excuse his behavior, and what her moral compass is. I'm not saying I agree with her unethical conduct, but that her morality is directly impacted by the perception of the public of her as a weak woman:

Just because a dog bites a human does the person get dirty?

This is telling on how she perceives the actions of the old man in gropping the waitress. She didn't do anything wrong, even if you touched her, you are the dirty one.

While she's evil, it's a refreshing and deep evil.

The public's opinion and how there's actually logic in the show's portrayal

The public opinion can make or break a person, even if it's not on a public trial like this. While "cancel culture" barely works in today's society, a person's reputation is forever tainted. The show does tell that, but it also exhibits the scary downside of it, by showing how easily it was to make people accept flaggelation as a fitting punishment.

There are many experiments that have tried to test the effect of societal pressure on an individual's decision and the effect of the authority's enforcement of power in the outcome of these decisions. Furthermore, theories based on analysis of human behavior not necessarily relying on experiments can also help break this down. What do I mean? Here's a small attempt at explaining:

Milgram Experiment on Authority: which measured the individual willingness to carry out actions that go against their conscience due to an authority's approval.

Argument from Authority; The idea that people are more likely to use an authority's opinion on something as an argument for their reason. This is often seen in science, where trusted authorities have done the research and offer it to the public. In here, authority bias also plays a role, as we often believe, at first, that an authority must be right.

Moral disengagement: basically speaking, because this is evil or bad, I'm not part of it and I most probably am not actively participating in it. One may disengage by moral justification, which means that before engaging in something that has been previously perceived as immoral, I'm changing my stance on it based on what I tell myself to be logical arguments. This particular form of moral disengagement is very effective in changing the public opinion. I'll be touching on another form further down this post.

Other factors played a part, but these ones in particular came to mind when public flagelation as a form of corporeal punishment was wildly accepted. First, an authority is the one telling them it's correct, to go ahead. Secondly, another authority (the minister) had previously shown approval to such unusual punishment. Thirdly, they are not the ones to be engaging directly in the act, and even if they were, it would be acceptable because an authority has told them so. They may even believe the punishment to be a necessary evil for the greater good.

In fact, the minister's son was actually correct when pleading his case, they were accepting it because it wouldn't affect them directly.

Regarding the cinematographic descent of the public opinion regarding the situation can better be exemplified by the old man we've seen through the episodes.

Does suffering justify misdeeds?

Today I came along the difference between excuse and reason. You may give a reason for your behavior, but it doesn't excuse it.

Not because I've suffered through shit, means I have to make you suffer too.

I may explain myself, but it's on the other side to excuse me.

Why I hate the unreliable narrator and why I love it so much

This story has been told mostly through the eyes of Judge Kim and what he hears and sees regarding Judge Kang, if anything, the narrative is very close to that of the narrative we've seen in The Great Gatsby. An enigmatic man is being narrated to us from the eye of a man who hasn't known him for a long time.

How is that an unreliable narrator? The narrator has their own set of bias and moral standards which function as lenses through which they see the world.

Another way of putting it would be the way teenage romances are often written in a first person narrative where either of the two teenagers is the narrator, so the author can sell to us something as simple as offering a pack of gum as the most romantic act on earth. We're perceiving interactions through rose tainted glasses.

In this case, we're seeing the interactions through Judge Kim's eyes who doesn't trust Judge Kang from the get go due to his own preset bias.

The narrative becomes even more unreliable as we're not exactly sure if what Judge Kang disclosed himself is a fact.

The reason why I love this narrative is because it leaves a lot of space to make simple plot twists to a narrative and make them seem grand, and can elongate a story without making it obvious.

The reason why I hate it is because sometimes, in tv shows mostly, we as viewers can see the other side of the story and grow increasingly frustrated with the main character's prejudice and misunderstandings (I'm looking at you my beloved Beyond Evil).

Also, because I have to wait for a long time before I actually have a clear picture of it.

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Book 3 Part 1 - Chapter 10: A Gamble

"So what happened at Dispatch's office?"

I took a glance at my girlfriend and sighed. We were driving to Hannam, trying to reach as quickly as possible to make sure Jihyo and Minsoo did not have to wait for very long. I collected my thoughts for a moment, before speaking.

"Actually it went smoothly at first. BoA-daepyeonim sent her best lawyer to support Irene-unnie... Jang Junhwan-ssi," I said. Jeongyeon's eyes widened in surprise. "Jang Junhwan? The famous lawyer?" she gasped. I nodded. "Yeah. And... Gosh, Babe, you have to see just how smugly he talked and taunted the Editor-in-Chief! He spoke very respectfully, but, you know... You can feel the poison in his words, disarming the Editor-in-Chief with just his words," I said, giggling from excitement. "Woah... Daebak..." uttered Jeongyeon in amazement. "At first the man tried to blackmail us, you see... Asking how much we wanted to pay him to release the follow up news," I said. Jeongyeon scoffed. "The audacity!" she said. "By the way, great job, Babe! You were the one suggesting that you take and post the pictures, right?"

I chuckled and nodded, before continuing.

"Yeah, he tried to blackmail us. But then Junhwan-ssi started listing all the charges he could and would bring down upon Dispatch if he decided to continue this act, and... Well... The Editor-in-Chief must have realised who he was dealing with," I said.

Jeongyeon chuckled and nodded, and I continued.

"The Editor-in-Chief tried to talk his way out of agreeing with us, you know... Because he would get in trouble with his superiors. He said that we couldn't just come there to demand something from him... But then... Gosh, Jeongie, you'll love it... Then the Queen of Red Velvet herself stepped forward," I said with a chuckle. Jeongyeon understood and smiled.

"Oh shit, here we go..." she said with glee. "She only said two words: 'Can't we?', but... Fuck, Jeongie... The way she said it! It was almost like the entire building's temperature suddenly dropped into sub-zero!" I exclaimed with a big grin. Jeongyeon laughed. "I can imagine her doing that! Gosh, she's scary..." she said, shuddering from the imagination. "Well, then... In the end he agreed, and..."

Jeongyeon's phone buzzed, and she picked it up. She whooped loudly when she saw what's on screen.

"The article's up! Mission accomplished!" she exclaimed, showing her phone to me.

I took a glance, and she was right. The follow up article was released, with the photo of Jennie, Irene, Yeoni, and myself highlighting. The headline read: 'Kim-Kim Couple's Friendship with Red Velvet's Irene and Twice's Sana Makes Us Jealous!'. I cackled.

"Jealous my ass..." Jeongyeon uttered, but she grinned widely too. "All good, then?" "About Dispatch, yeah. But..." I paused, then I glanced at my girlfriend. She looked alarmed. "What is it, Sha?" she asked me. "Babe, what do you think about Ansel?" I asked her. Jeongyeon didn't need to think. "He's an asshole for taking advantage of Dubu's innocence and betraying Mina's love for him," she said vehemently, before turning to look at me, "What about him?" "I... I saw him walking into the Editor-in-Chief's office just when our lift door closed," I said.

Jeongyeon looked surprised.

"What? Why?" she asked. "He resigned from SM Entertainment after failing to land Mina and Momo's signatures, right? Mina told us that he's got a new job, remember? What if..." I said, but Jeongyeon gasped as she understood me. "What if he works for Naver now, and was the one who commissioned the article in the first place?" she completed my sentence. I shook my head. "No. The Editor-in-Chief engaged Hyejin back in November," I said. I had told Jeongyeon about the whole situation yesterday before she left. Jeongyeon nodded. "You're right... Ansel would still be busy wooing you three to join SM back then," she said. "Yeah. I do suspect that he does work for Naver now, but... Even more than that..."

My words trail off. Jeongyeon noticed this and stared at me. From her look, I could tell that she knew what was in my mind.

"You think... You think he works for Park Manse?" she asked me slowly. I sighed. "I mean... Lee Chunghee, one of Manse's gang of five from 2026 is Naver's director now... I told Suzy-unnie and Ji-eun-unnie about this, but they're unsure. They said we can't do anything until we prove that my suspicion is correct," I said rather frustratedly. Jeongyeon nodded. "And... We're going to the apartment now to talk with the girls about this?" she asked. I nodded. "Yeah. Dara-unnie gave an idea to bug Ansel's place, but nobody knows his place, right?" I said. "Nobody but Minari..." uttered Jeongyeon. "Nobody but her," I nodded.

Jeongyeon slumped in her seat and blew raspberries.

"Shit... That's one hell of an awkward talk you're going to have with Mina," she uttered. "That's why we need Chaeyoung's help," I said. She nodded.

I pulled over into Twice's apartment parking lot and parked my car before stepping out of it with Jeongyeon. We took the lift up to the 22nd floor, finding Jihyo and Minsoo waiting for us at the hallway. Their eyes lit up as soon as they saw Jeongyeon.

"Noona?! I thought you're in Suwon!" exclaimed Minsoo. Jeongyeon laughed. "I was... Until my girlfriend here video called me this morning looking all lonely and sad, so I took the first bus back here to comfort her!" she said, pulling me closer to her. I giggled and kissed her cheek. "Aw... That's so sweet!" claimed Jihyo. "Come on, let's wake Chaeyoung up!" I said, taking my keycard out of my bag.

We swiped and opened the door, but right when we were about to enter we heard the other lift dinged, and from it stepped out our adorable Unnie.

"JEONGIE?" Nayeon exclaimed loudly as she saw my girlfriend. "Ya! Stop shouting! We'll get complaints!" scolded Jeongyeon, but she laughed and hugged her tight. Nayeon looked super confused. "Wait. Did I miss the dates? It's still January 2nd, right?" she asked us. We laughed. "It is. I'm just back for the day because I missed Sana. I'll return home tomorrow," Jeongyeon said.

Nayeon chuckled and eyed Jeongyeon and I with a naughty look.

"Aigoo... This inseparable couple... Just get married already!" she exclaimed. I blushed red and giggled embarrassedly.

Nayeon trudged into the apartment and we followed her, happy to have Nayeon together with us. Jihyo and Minsoo went and returned to and from the bar to take out some drinks, while the rest of us settled in the living room. Minsoo smiled as he looked around the room and placed the soft drink cans on the living room table.

"Hey, um... Girls... Jihyo and I left for the IPG HQ a little early today so we didn't have breakfast yet. Have you guys eaten? Shall I make you one?" he offered us. I squealed. "Oh, yes, please! I mean... I've eaten but I can always eat more! I'm hungry!" I exclaimed excitedly. "But, Minsoo... You must have enough nutrition already, right? You must have drunk Jihyo's..." started Nayeon naughtily. Jihyo gasped. "YA!" yelled Jihyo, slapping her thigh, but her face was burning red, so I knew Nayeon was right.

Nayeon laughed maniacally, and we all joined her. Jeongyeon stood up and stared at Minsoo.

"I haven't eaten. Come on, Little Bro! Let me help you make breakfast!" she said happily, before adding in a stern manner, "And don't even try to stop me!"

Minsoo was indeed just about to stop her, but he relented as soon as his Noona told him so. I laughed. Our manager did feel like Jeongyeon's real little brother. The two walked to the kitchen, and it didn't take long before a delicious aroma filled the air, making me even hungrier.

Jihyo plopped herself on the sofa and distributed the soda, while I held Nayeon's hand.

"Where were you, Unnie? Did you go to church?" I asked her. She gave me her bunny smile. "Nah... Dubu's in Seongnam, and the Milk Couple went to IPG..." said Nayeon. Jihyo glared at her. "What did you just call us?" she cut her off. Nayeon giggled naughtily. "Milk Couple! It fits, don't you think?" she charged Jihyo confidently. Jihyo laughed and shook her head. "My gosh, Unnie," she said in defeat. Nayeon giggled and looked at me. "So... Where was I... Ah yes! My church friends were all not here, so I decided to just visit Tzu at the hospital," she said. I nodded. "How is she? How's Chuyoung-ssi?" I asked. Nayeon's eyes lit up. "Tzu's doing well, and she's extra happy because..." she paused for dramatic effect, "Chuyoung-oppa is awake!"

Jihyo and I gasped.

"Omo! Jinja?" asked Jihyo. "Really?! That's great! Tzuyu must be so happy!" I exclaimed. Nayeon nodded her head repeatedly. "Very happy. I've never seen her happier! I myself was shocked when I entered his ward and saw him sitting and smiling. He woke up last night," she informed us happily.

I smiled contentedly. That was great news indeed.

"Is he going to be discharged soon?" Jihyo asked. Nayeon thought for a moment. "Well, Tzuyu said the doctors are still going to do some tests on him, but... Yeah. He should be discharged soon," she said with a smile. "Gosh, I wish he'll be discharged soon. Tzu's been practically living in the hospital ever since, right?" I said. Nayeon chuckled and nodded. "Yeah... I've never seen her as dedicated to someone before," she said, smiling.

We slipped into a comfortable silence, thinking about our maknae. As far as I knew, Tzuyu had never fallen in love before this. Well, there was Nayeon of course, but it was more like my relationship with Dahyun as compared to mine with Jeongyeon. She must have actually fallen in love with Chuyoung to be as dedicated as she was.

"Hey, we really need to wake Chaeng up, right? It's almost 10!" Jihyo said suddenly, glancing at her watch. "Hm? Oh Chaeng's not here! She left before I did!" said Nayeon. Jihyo and I stared at her. "Eh? Where did she go?" asked Jihyo. "I..."

At that moment, the door opened, and we saw our Baby Tiger enter the apartment, humming a tune, looking happy. She gasped in surprise when she saw us.

"Oh? Sana-unnie! Jihyo-unnie! Annyeong!" she exclaimed cutely. "Hi Chaeng! Where did you go?" I asked her. "I thought you were still sleeping!" Jihyo said. Chaeyoung blushed. "Oh, I went to have breakfast with..." she uttered embarrassedly, absentmindedly touching the sun pendant that was on her neck. I understood immediately. "Ah..." Jihyo said, smiling. "Ah, right... Our table guy," I said. "'Breakfast'. I get it," said Nayeon naughtily, making an air quote with her fingers. Chaeyoung glared. "Ya! Unnie!" she protested, but then she giggled.

Jeongyeon entered the living room and waved at Chaeyoung. The girl gasped and ran to hug my girlfriend.

"Jeongyeon-unnie!" she exclaimed. "Before you ask: I was in Suwon, I came back earlier today because my girlfriend misses me, and I will return home tomorrow," Jeongyeon said. Chaeyoung laughed and nodded. "You two are so adorable," she said lovingly, looking at Jeongyeon and I. I smiled. "Chaeng, I really need to talk to you. Well, to all of us, really, but mostly to you," I said seriously.

Chaeyoung and Nayeon stared at me concernedly.

"What is it, Unnie?" asked Chaeyoung.

I was about to answer, but Jeongyeon raised her right hand to stop me.

"Hey. Let's talk over breakfast. Minsoo's finishing up. Come on!" she said, turning to walk into the kitchen again.

I giggled and stood up.

"Can't say no to that!" I said happily. "Come on, girls!"

Nayeon and Jihyo followed me to the kitchen. We sat down around the table as Minsoo and Jeongyeon brought the plates of kimchi fried rice from the kitchen set, complete with crispy fried eggs for each one of us. We all squealed happily.

"What did I do to deserve you, Minchu..." uttered Jihyo adoringly, hugging Minsoo's waist as he set the plate in front of her.

Nayeon choked on her drink and glared at our leader.

"My gosh... Get a room!" she complained. Jihyo glared at her, but Minsoo was the one who spoke, surprisingly. "Ya! You were the one who teased us the most before we got in a relationship! You should celebrate your success!" he snapped.

We all laughed and started eating, enjoying the delicious fried rice my girlfriend and Minsoo cooked for us, complimenting them profusely. As we ate, Chaeyoung looked up.

"Unnie, what is it you want to talk to us about?" she asked.

I ate my last spoonful of fried rice and wiped my mouth. I looked at Jihyo and she nodded, so I began. I started off recapping my meeting with Dispatch's Editor-in-Chief earlier. I told them how the Editor-in-Chief initially tried to blackmail us, but then Junhwan and Irene shut him down with their epic performances, and in the end the man was trembling in fear. Minsoo, Chaeyoung, and Nayeon enjoyed the last part so much they burst into laughter.

"Woah... Daebak..." said Minsoo, chuckling happily. "My gosh! I wished I could have seen that myself!" quipped Chaeyoung, laughing hard. "Ooh ooh ooh! I can imagine him trembling in front of Irene-unnie!" Nayeon exclaimed.

I smiled and chuckled, but there were more than just happy stories. Jihyo noticed this and raised her hand to calm the two girls down.

"Settle down, girls..." she said calmly, "What happened next, Sha?" "Then... We went outside and waited for the lift. As our lift came and we entered it, the other lift opened, and from it..." I said, before pausing. "... Ansel stepped out."

The mood changed instantly. Minsoo, Chaeyoung, and Nayeon gasped and stared at me with wide eyes.

"Ansel? But... But why?" Minsoo asked. I stared at him seriously. "Remember I told you that at the start of the meeting the Editor-in-Chief said that his superior was coming?" I asked them. They nodded, and Nayeon immediately put two and two together. "Sha, are you saying that... That he is the superior?" she asked me.

I nodded.

"I think so, and when I told the others, Irene-unnie agreed with me immediately. But then I told Suzy-unnie and Ji-eun-unnie... And they... Well, they're unsure," I said. "To give you context: Dispatch is owned by Naver, and remember Mina told us that Ansel has got a new job after resigning from SM Entertainment, right?" added Jihyo.

Chaeyoung and Nayeon nodded, but Minsoo raised his hand.

"But... Are we sure that Ansel is working for Naver now?" asked Minsoo. I stared at him. "To be honest, Minsoo... I... I even think that Ansel is working not just for Naver," I said. He raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?" he asked me. Jeongyeon placed a hand on his shoulder. "Sha thinks... That Ansel might be working for... Park Manse," she said slowly.

The silence that fell afterwards was deafening. Everyone around the table exchanged concerned glances with everyone else. We didn't say anything, we didn't have any proof to that claim, but somehow I knew that everyone agreed with me. Nayeon looked up and stared at me.

"Sha, do you think..."

She didn't finish her question, but I knew what she was about to ask. I nodded.

"Yes, Unnie... I think he was the one who drove that car last week," I said. "But... How can we prove that?" Nayeon asked. I looked at Jihyo and she nodded. "Earlier... Sandara-unnie had an idea. She said we should plant a bug in Ansel's apartment to find evidence of his involvement with Manse," she said. Chaeyoung gasped. "C–Can you guys actually do that? I mean..." she asked before adding in a hushed voice, "Isn't that illegal?"

Jihyo, Nayeon, and I–the three IPG members–exchanged glances.

"Well, Dara-unnie said it in front of a police detective, and the detective didn't say anything, so..." Jihyo said while shrugging.

Chaeyoung stared at her for a few moments, but then she shrugged, as I would expect of our Baby Tiger. I stared at her intently.

"Chaeng, this is where you come in. We all agreed with Dara-unnie, but then there's a problem: Nobody knows Ansel's place. Nobody..." I teed her, and she understood. "... Nobody but Mina-unnie," she completed my sentence. I nodded. "We need your help to talk to Mina," I spelled it out.

We fell into another silence, staring at each other again. Minsoo jittered uncomfortably in his seat, looking anxious.

"Sha, that's.... That's going to be... Really awkward. You know how much Mina loves Ansel, right?" he said. I nodded. "That's why I need Chaeyoung's help to talk to Mina," I said, before staring back at the pink haired rapper.

Chaeyoung met my gaze and thought for a moment, but then she scoffed.

"Unnie... You know I can't just come and talk to Mina-unnie like that... What do you expect me to say to her? 'Unnie, we suspect that your boyfriend is a traitor that works for the biggest sexual offender throughout the history of K-pop'? Come on, Unnie. I'm close with her, but... Even I can't do that," she asked me incredulously. "She's right, Sha... This might turn into another Tzuyu situation," uttered Nayeon slowly.

She was right. They were right. This was a very tricky situation. How should we do it?

"There must be a way," uttered Jeongyeon, furrowing her brow, thinking hard.

Jihyo lifted her eyes and stared at Chaeyoung.

"Chaeng... Why not ask her directly?" she asked. Chaeyoung glared at her. "Come on, Unnie! You know why not! She'll get angry, of course! What would you do if we came to you and accused Minsoo-Oppa as a bad guy? Would you believe us?" Chaeyoung exclaimed, but Jihyo kept her big eyes locked on Chaeyoung.

Jihyo was about to retort, but suddenly, Minsoo understood what his girlfriend was implying and his eyes lit up. He looked at Chaeyoung intently.

"Chaeng... B–But we're not accusing anyone of anything, right? You won't come to Mina saying that Ansel is a bad guy. You're simply asking her help to prove that Sana's suspicion is wrong," he said slowly.

Chaeyoung turned to stare at our manager. She had made a solid point, and everything she said was right, but Minsoo and Jihyo were also right. It was only a matter of which point of view we were going to choose. Finally, Chaeyoung looked up to the ceilings.

"Yeah, you're... You're right, Oppa..." she uttered, "... But it's still going to be one hell of an awkward talk..."

Jeongyeon grabbed my hand gently. I stared at her.

"Sha, are you really going to risk angering Mina by doing this? We literally just got back together after almost being broken apart by the whole contract situation, and now..." she said, but I shook my head. "I know it's a huge gamble, Honey... But... We have no other choice, haven't we?" I asked her back. She shook her head. "You're right..." she whispered.

We all looked at each other silently. The general feeling was unease, but they all knew I was right. We had no other option. Sighing, Chaeyoung looked at me.

"When do you want me to talk to her, Unnie?" she asked. "As soon as possible. If Ansel does work for Manse and his intention in coming to Dispatch's office earlier was indeed related to the whole Yeoni-Irene situation, then the Editor-in-Chief's decision to release a follow up article would not sit well with Manse. We need to find out what they are actually planning to do, so we can come up with a countermeasure before everything's too late," I said. "Manse might be planning to retaliate after failing to break us apart with the whole contract situation, so we need to be ready. Whatever it is, it can't be good," said Nayeon.

Chaeyoung nodded and looked at me.

"What about lunch today? Mina-unnie and I have been planning to have a lunch date for quite some time but haven't been able to do so, so... I can use that as an excuse to meet her," she said. I smiled and nodded. "That's a great idea, Chaeng! Lunch today it is," I said. "Are we all coming to meet her?" asked Minsoo. I shook my head. "No, Minsoo. We need to make her feel as comfortable and unsuspecting as possible. All of us coming together will scare her," I said. Minsoo nodded. "We can all visit Tzuyu and Chuyoung while Chaeng meets Mina," said Nayeon. I was about to agree with her, but Chaeyoung shook her head. "Sana-unnie... Why don't you come with me? Ansel is your friend too. I think I can get the point across more easily with you there to back me up," she said.

I thought for a moment before nodding.

"Alright. I'll come with you. Just pick a place with her," I said. Chaeyoung smiled and took out her phone, texting Mina.

Jihyo sighed and stood from the table.

"Right. That's that, then. Sana and Chaeng will talk with Mina, the rest of us... Unnie, does the offer still stand?" she asked Nayeon. Our unnie smiled her bunny smile and nodded. "Of course! Don't you all want to meet our maknae's boyfriend in a positive way for the first time? The last time we all met him I almost choked him to death!" Nayeon said while giggling. "You said it like you don't periodically strangle someone half to death whenever you're drunk, Nabong..." uttered Jeongyeon.

Nayeon gasped and slapped Jeongyeon's back, blushing as red as an apple. Jihyo, Chaeyoung, and I laughed, knowing full well what Jeongyeon meant, but Minsoo looked around confusedly. Of course, he had yet to meet Dominatrix Nabong. Long may it continue.

Chaeyoung's phone vibrated, and she opened it. She smiled and looked up at me.

"She's agreed to meet us for lunch, Unnie. She'd picked the place too near her house," she informed me. I nodded and smiled. "Alright! Let's go now!" I exclaimed excitedly, clapping my hands.

We all stood, cleaned up our empty plates, and then walked out of the apartment unit together. We rode the lift in silence down to the parking lot, and we walked to two different cars. Jeongyeon, Nayeon, Jihyo, and Minsoo were taking the TWD van to visit Tzuyu and Chuyoung at the hospital, while Chaeyoung and I took my car to the restaurant Mina picked near her place in Samjeon-dong.

"Say hi to Tzu and Chuyoung, okay?" I told Jeongyeon. She nodded and kissed my cheek. "Good luck, Sha. I'll see you later," she said. I kissed her cheek, and we separated.

I entered my car with Chaeyoung and started driving to Samjeon. It was Sunday, so the traffic was scarce, and we reached the restaurant with a lot of time to spare.

"We still have about 30 minutes. You wanna check out that shop while we wait?" Chaeyoung pointed to a small shop next to the restaurant. I nodded. "Yeah! Let's go," I said happily.

We exited the car and entered the shop, which was selling cute handmade ceramic household items and utensils. After browsing through the items for a while, I decided to purchase a beautiful tea set, uniquely coloured black, pink, and gold. Chaeyoung chuckled.

"Aww... That's so cute! For your new place with Jeongie-unnie?" she assumed, but I shook my head. "No. For Jisoo-unnie and Yeoni-oppa," I told her while smiling. She gasped. "Oh, that's right! Their birthday is tomorrow, right?" she exclaimed. I giggled and nodded. "It suits them, don't you think?" I asked her. Chaeyoung nodded. "Yup! Blackpink!" she agreed.

The owner of the shop wrapped the gift nicely in a box, and we left the shop to enter the restaurant next door. We were surprised to see an elegant Japanese lady sitting in one of the booths, busily playing a mobile game on her phone. Chaeyoung and I chuckled.

"When is she going to stop playing video games," said the rapper. I giggled. "Nah, she doesn't have to stop. She looks cute when she's engrossed like that," I mused.

Chaeyoung tugged my sleeve and I looked at her.

"Unnie... How... How are we supposed to talk to her?" she said anxiously. I thought for a moment. "As slowly as possible. Let's not alarm her right from the get go," I said. Chaeyoung nodded. "You ready?" I asked her. "Yeah. Let's... Let's do this."

We walked to Mina's booth and sat on her either sides. She looked up for a second and noticed us, but then went straight back to her game.

"Hang on, girls. I'm almost finished..." she mumbled.

I took a peek at her phone, and she was indeed almost finished. The enemy base was crumbling under her attacks, and soon the word 'VICTORY' flashed on her screen, making Mina pump her fist in the air in delight. I laughed.

"Gosh, Minari... You're always so elegant and sophisticated... But then you play your games, and..." I said. Mina giggled and blushed. "I know, I know... I turn into an obsessed gamer girl," she said softly, then rested her head on my shoulder and looked at Chaeyoung, "Hi, Sha... Hi, Chaeng..."

I hugged her head and brushed her smooth black hair. Mina was always so delicate. I was starting to worry if we could actually say what we needed to say to her without breaking her heart.

"Hey, let's order food! I'm hungry!" said Chaeyoung. "Ya! You just had kimchi fried rice not two hours ago!" I exclaimed. Chaeyoung laughed. "Two hours ago, Unnie! I can eat more!" she shot back without missing a beat.

Mina and I laughed, and we called the waitress to take our orders. It was an Italian restaurant, so we ordered pizza and pasta. Mina insisted on ordering a bowl of salad too to balance out our diet, so we agreed with her. I figured alcohol might help Mina to talk more freely, so I ordered a bottle of white wine to complement our food. After the waitress took our orders and left, Mina placed her hands gently on the table and looked at me.

"Sha! I saw from the group chat that Jeongyeon-unnie returned for today! Why are you not spending time with her?" she asked me. I chuckled. "Oh, don't worry, Mina... I'm joining her in Suwon this time," I said. Mina giggled. "Can't be separated for too long, can we?" she asked gently. I nodded and smiled. "Tried and failed," I sighed.

Mina looked at Chaeyoung and reached to grab her hand.

"I'm sorry I haven't spent as much time as usual with you guys these days..." she said apologetically. Chaeyoung shook her head. "It's alright, Unnie. We understand. I too spend a lot of time with Yori these days, right?" she said. "And it's our holiday too! We have no schedule until next week, so we can use a little time away from each other for our private lives. Speaking of... Are you not returning to Kobe?" I asked her. Mina shook her head. "No. I returned last summer, remember? My parents and oniisan are usually busy around the new years, so... I think I'll just be here for now... Enjoying my time with Ansel," she said with a dreamy look.

Chaeyoung and I exchanged awkward glances. Shit. Mina was evidently absolutely adoring Ansel. How were we supposed to break it down to her? I thought hard for a second, then I spoke.

"Ah, yes... Where's our handsome friend?" I asked Mina, deciding to ease in slowly. Mina chuckled. "Oh he's working," she said slowly, "He's busy in his new place I guess... He left early yesterday too. But... Well, I guess it's expected. He got an associate director position."

Chaeyoung stole a glance at me before asking.

"Oh? That's great! Where does he work now, Unnie? Do you know?" she asked her carefully. Mina thought for a moment but shook her head. "Hm... He only told me it's a big tech company. I'm not sure which one, though. I'll ask him tonight!" said Mina cheerfully.

I stared at Chaeyoung and she met my gaze, nodding very, very slightly, signaling that she understood too. A big tech company. Naver was a big tech company. We were on the right track.

The waitress came back with our food, and I decided we should just eat first without talking about Ansel. We needed to be really, really careful about this, lest we alarm Mina and make her put up her defenses. So far, Mina seemed to be in a cheerful mood, and we needed to maintain this for as long as we could.

As we scooped the last bits of our pasta and sipped our wine, Mina wiped her mouth with the napkin and stared at me. I looked up and smiled.

"What is it?" I asked her. She chuckled. "Shouldn't I be the one asking?" she asked me directly. I gulped. "W–What do you mean?" I asked her nervously. Chaeyoung was jittering in her seat.

Mina giggled softly and reached for my hand. She grabbed it gently, while staring directly at my eyes.

"Sha... We've been best friends for years. I know you won't miss the chance to spend some time with Jeongyeon-unnie, especially when she returned to Seoul just because you missed her so much. And yet, you're here, eating lunch with Chaeyoung and I. You must have something important to say to me. Something even more important than hanging out with your girlfriend," she explained eloquently.

Shit. She knew. Of course she knew. Chaeyoung was looking really uncomfortable in her chair. She looked at Mina and I, looking so unsure of what to do. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Very well. Straight to the point, then.

"Y–Yeah... Yeah, Mina," I uttered, chuckling. "Shit you blew my cover..."

Mina giggled and grabbed my hand tighter.

"Will I make a good IPG member?" she asked me jokingly. I laughed. "You'd make an excellent spy, Mina. IU-unnie would love working with you," I said truthfully. "I was thinking more about joining the Care Team. Gosh, they were so good when they treated us last week after the incident," she said, remembering how Seungyeon's team cared for them.

I smiled and nodded. Mina would make a great Care Team member. I stared at her, and I realised that sadness had filled my heart. I realised I did not want to break this girl's heart. She was my friend, my best friend, and she was one of the kindest souls I've ever known. Mina saw the look in my eyes and was alarmed.

"Sha... What's wrong?" she asked me concernedly.

I opened my mouth to start speaking, but no words came out. Instead, I felt tears start filling my eyes. How could I say anything about this without breaking her heart? No matter from which perspective we were looking at this, Ansel was still Mina's boyfriend, and I knew she loved him deeply. I glanced at Chaeyoung, and she knew I needed her to speak. She nodded and grabbed Mina's arm gently.

"Unnie... I... I think I'll help Sana-unnie to tell you," she said.

Mina turned to look at Chaeyoung.

"What is it, Chaeng?" she asked her confusedly. Chaeyoung paused for a moment, but then she spoke. "Unnie... You know Sana-unnie went to Dispatch earlier with Yeoni-oppa, Jennie-unnie, and Irene-unnie, right?" she started. Mina gasped. "Oh, yes! Oh my gosh... How did it go, Sha? B–But... But they released the follow up article, right? And it was in your favor! Did something happen?" she asked me panickedly. I shook my head. "No, no, Mina... It went well. It went really well," I uttered, wiping my tears. "Then... Then what's wrong?" she asked us again. I cleared my throat.

"The... The Editor-in-Chief initially told us that he didn't have much time for us, that a superior of his was coming to meet him soon. He's one of the highest ranking employees of the company, so his superior could only either be the CEO of Dispatch, or someone from their parent company," I explained. "Parent company? That's..." Mina uttered. "Naver. A big tech company," Chaeyoung said cautiously.

Mina stared at her. I knew she started to understand where the conversation was going. I grabbed her hand gently.

"Mina... I... When the others and I were about to leave in one lift, the other lift opened, and... And..."

I paused, trying to find a way to break it down to her in the softest way possible. Mina stared directly into my eyes. Shit. I had no other option.

"And... Ansel stepped out, walking into the Editor-in-Chief's office," I finally said.

Mina didn't say anything. She only stared at me blankly. I felt her hand grow colder. Chaeyoung grabbed her other hand gently. Slowly, Mina opened her mouth.

"Are... Are you sure that was him, Sha?" she asked me, almost whispering. I nodded. "I only saw him from behind. Brown coat, purple scarf. Did he wear those when he left today?" I asked her. She nodded, looking more and more pale.

We fell into an uncomfortable silence, unsure of what to do or say next. Slowly, Mina looked at me again.

"Sha, but... What's the problem if he works for Naver? I mean... Other than the fact that his company almost destroyed Irene-unnie and the Kim-Kim Couple's lives... M–Maybe Ansel didn't know about this before he joined, right?" she asked me frantically. I nodded. "I agree... You might be right. But, the thing is... Mina, one of Naver's directors, is Lee Chunghee," I said slowly. "Lee Chunghee? Who's Lee Chunghee?" asked Mina confusedly. "He's... He's an ex-YG director. He's one of the five members of Park Manse's gang from last year," I said.

Mina turned completely pale. She understood what I was implying, and she looked at me with horror in her eyes. She pulled her hands from ours, looking terrified. Chaeyoung reached to hug her shoulder, calming her down, but Mina was practically shaking.

"No... No, Sha. No. He... He didn't know. He doesn't know that. He just returned here late last year, right? Ansel won't know about what happened in 2026... Trust me, Sha. He's not... He's not a... A bad guy," defended Mina, on the verge of tears.

My heart broke seeing Mina defend Ansel like this. I teared up, and Chaeyoung did too, but I saw that the Baby Tiger had more resolve in her eyes compared to me. She leaned in to whisper in Mina's ear.

"Unnie... Nobody is saying that Ansel's a bad guy..." she whispered kindly. "I–I know... But... But if Ansel is... Is in Naver, and... And Chunghee-ssi... I'm... He must have not known, right? He..." Mina frantically and desperately tried to find an excuse for her boyfriend.

I reached to hold Mina's trembling hands. She looked up, and I saw her beautiful eyes were already brimming with tears. I stared at her, thinking hard to find a way to say what I needed to say to her. Finally, I decided to play along with her.

"Minari... I agree with you. Ansel might not have known. But... But if he is indeed working in Naver under Chunghee, he might have some useful information about Park Manse's whereabouts. You know the police have released an APB for Park Manse and his one other associate driving the getaway car, right? Ansel can help us find them!" I said, trying to sound as gentle as possible.

Mina didn't say anything. She closed her eyes and leaned in to Chaeyoung, who hugged her tighter. She looked so heartbroken. I squeezed her hands gently.

"Mina, Ansel is my friend too. I don't think that he's a bad guy, but he could be used by Chunghee and Manse without him knowing about it. If that's really the case... Don't you think we need to save him? Please, Mina... The IPG needs your help. I need your help," I pleaded.

Mina slowly lifted her head, and I knew my words made sense to her. Chaeyoung offered her a clean napkin to wipe her tears, and she did so slowly, before staring back at me.

"W–What... What are you planning to do, Sha? Do... Do you want me to set you two up for a meeting?" she asked me. I shook my head. "No, Mina. He hasn't even told his girlfriend directly about his workplace, so there must be a reason for it. I... I need you to maybe... Slowly ask him where he works, just to confirm," I told her.

I anxiously waited for her response. Thankfully, she nodded slowly.

"Okay... I can do that. I'm curious too. I haven't really been asking him about it either. I'll ask him when we have dinner tonight," she said, sounding a lot calmer. "I'll tell you after I ask him."

I smiled, but I shook my head. I took out my old Nokia phone from my bag, the IPG issued phone, and gave it to her.

"You don't need to. Turn this on when you're with Ansel, and we can hear your conversation," I said. Mina gasped. "W–Woah. You guys can do that?" she asked in amazement. I nodded. "It's all IU-unnie," I said. Chaeyoung chuckled. "I am still amazed by what the IPG can do..." she mused.

Mina nodded and pocketed the phone, then she looked up at me again.

"Is there anything else I needed to do to help you, Sha?" she asked me kindly.

I thought for a moment. The first part went smoothly. The second was a little more difficult, but I had to try. She was open to help us anyway.

"You said you're going to have dinner with him tonight, right?" I asked. She nodded. "Yeah. He said he wants to cook dinner for me at my place later. Why?" Mina asked. Fuck that guy was smooth. "I... Well, the IPG... We want to plant a... A... Listening device... in his apartment... If you agree to it," I stuttered. Mina's eyes widened. "What? H–How... Are you allowed to do that?" she asked me. I nodded. "Moon Hyejin-ssi... The detective who took up our case last week, agreed to it," I said.

Mina still stared at me in disbelief.

"I... I don't know... If that's... Wise, Sha... W–Why would the IPG want to do that?" she whispered. I thought of a way to answer her, but Chaeyoung spoke. "To make sure that Sana-unnie's suspicion is wrong, that even if Ansel does work for Naver, he does so without any involvement with Park Manse," she said confidently.

I looked at Chaeyoung. This girl would also make a great IPG member with her bravery and confidence. Maybe she could join Irene's Strike Force? Maybe her boyfriend had taught her a thing or two about swordsmanship?

"She's right, Minari. Let's prove me wrong," I said, nodding to Chaeyoung to thank her.

Slowly, Mina nodded. I knew I had made the right choice by bringing Chaeyoung along. She could convince Mina way easier than I ever could.

"Okay. You're right. Do you.. Do you know his address?" she asked me. I shook my head. "I don't know. That's why I'm meeting you," I told her. She smiled weakly. "He lives in Seocho-gu. I'll text you his address," she said.

I smiled and grabbed Mina's hands tighter. Slowly, Mina smiled her gummy smile and scoffed, looking down and shaking her head.

"Gosh... I thought we're all singers... Why do I feel like I'm in an espionage movie right now..." she uttered. Chaeyoung hugged her tighter and kissed her cheek. "Let's not join Sana-unnie's world of secret agents just yet, Unnie. Let's stay singers for now," she said cutely.

Mina giggled and nodded, lifting her head to look straight at me.

"Whatever you're trying to do, Sha... Just... Be careful," she said kindly. I nodded and smiled. "Thank you for trusting me, Minari..." I whispered. Her gummy smile grew wider. "What are you saying? You're my best friend! Of course I trust you!" she said with a chuckle.

I laughed and reached to hug her. Mina hugged back warmly, and I felt that she hugged me a little tighter today, as if she didn't want to let me go. I brushed her black hair one more time, before kissing the crown of her head gently. She giggled.

"Ya... Don't kiss me. Jeongie-unnie and Dubu will be jealous," she whispered. I laughed. "Ya! Why did you allow Chaeng to kiss you, then? Won't Yori get jealous too?" I complained. Mina giggled again. "Y–You know... It... It's a different story with Chaeng..." she uttered shyly.

I gasped and looked at Chaeyoung, who had blushed red and looked away, smiling embarrassedly. Oh gosh. So they were still into it after all these years? After both of them had their own boyfriends? These girls were so cute!

We stood up and said our goodbyes to Mina, who smiled wide and wished us luck. Chaeyoung and I returned to my car and entered. I felt my phone vibrate, and when I took it out, I saw that Mina had texted me Ansel's address in Seocho.

"You got the address?" Chaeyoung asked me. I nodded. "Yup. Now... There's one more thing to do," I uttered.

I pressed a few buttons on my car's dashboard monitor, and soon a secure connection was made to the IPG headquarters. A second later, the faces of IU, Dara, Rosé, and Lisa appeared. Chaeyoung gasped.

"O–omo!" she whispered in surprise, not expecting to see everyone so suddenly. "Hi Unnie! Oh, my! We have my fellow rapper here! Wazzup, Cub?" asked Lisa coolly. Chaeyoung laughed and waved to the Blackpink rapper. "H–Hi, Unnie!" Chaeyoung greeted her awkwardly. "Lisa? Rosie? I thought you were looking after Jisoo-unnie!" I said. The two Blackpink girls chuckled. "We were... But then Irene-unnie and Jennie-unnie came after your success in Dispatch! So... We figured why not visit IU-unnie in the HQ. We had just arrived when your call came!" said Rosé. "So... What is it, Sana? Have you met with Mina?" asked Dara. I nodded. "Yes, that's why I have Chaeng here with me. She's agreed to help us confirm with Ansel about whether or not he's working in Naver. I've given the listening device to her, and she has told us Ansel's address," I informed her. IU and Dara nodded. "Send me the address now," said the Spymaster. "Hold on," I said, working on my phone.

A second later, IU received the address and showed it on screen. Lisa's eyes widened immediately when she saw it.

"Unnie! That... Is that Ansel's address?" she asked. I nodded. "Y–Yeah.. What's wrong, Lisa?" I asked her. She chuckled. "Nothing's wrong! It's just that it turns out I have been living one floor above a hunky handsome black dude this entire time!" she exclaimed naughtily.

Dara, IU, Rosé, Chaeyoung, and I all gasped.

"W–What the fuck? Are you serious?!" asked Rosé. Lisa nodded happily. "Yup! Same apartment, same tower, just different floors," she said, smiling wide.

Dara and IU looked at each other and smiled, before turning to look at Lisa.

"Well... I guess we know who to send to plant the bugs tonight, then!" IU said. Lisa gasped. "Omo... Really? My first field mission? Shiittt.... This is gonna be fuuunn!" she exclaimed excitedly.

I laughed. How could she be so excited for something so dangerous? IU and Dara laughed too, but the former slapped the Thai girl's head gently.

"Ya. Stop thinking that this is a game! It could be dangerous, you know!" she scolded her. Lisa giggled while rubbing her head. "Nee... Joesonghamnida..." she apologized cutely. IU chuckled. "Sha, when do you think we should plant the bug? Is there a way to distract Ansel?" Dara asked. I shook my head and smiled. "No need. Ansel is having dinner with Mina at her place tonight. I'll ask Mina to tell me when he arrives, and Lisa can move out immediately," I said. Dara nodded.

Suddenly, a question came to my mind.

"The bug... Is it difficult to set up?" I asked them. Rosé shook her head. "It's pretty simple, really, but she needs to align the connection right so we can receive the signal from here. Can... Can you really do it, Lili?" asked Rosé, sounding unsure. Lisa jokingly acted like she was hurt. "Omo... Rosie... I'm hurt. Of course I can do it!" she said confidently.

I saw Dara place her hand on IU's shoulder.

"I think we should send in someone from the Strike Force to go with Lisa, though, Ji-eun. Just to be safe. You never know what might come..." she said slowly. IU nodded. "You're right. Maybe send... Jennie? It won't look suspicious if Jennie and Lisa are to be seen in her apartment complex," IU said, but Lisa and Rosé shook their heads. "No, Unnie. Jennie-unnie is looking after Jisoo-unnie, right?" said Rosé. "Ah, yes... Seulgi then? Or Joy?" proposed Dara, but Lisa smiled wide and shook her head. "Just send Yeoni!" she exclaimed.

We all looked at her confusedly, but she raised her hands to stop us from interjecting.

"Hang on, hang on... Yeoni had come here a few times before, so nobody would suspect anything. Also... I'm not saying that Seulgi-unnie or Joy-unnie are weak, but if it's Ansel we're talking about, then isn't a man better to protect me?" she made her point.

Lisa made sense, so we all nodded.

"Alright. Let's have Yeoni and Lisa plant the bug tonight!" said Dara, smiling excitedly. "I'll text Yeongyeong now," said Lisa.

IU looked at me through the screen.

"Sha, Suzy is still busy filming her drama in Jeju. Do you want to come here to help us oversee everything? There will be two different operations going live almost at the same time, so we might need all hands on deck. I'm calling Jihyo, Hyejin, Yeri, and Wendy too," she said. I nodded. "As long as I can bring Jeongie with me," I said. IU smiled and nodded. "Do bring her! It'll be fun to see her meet with Hyejin. They do look alike, right?" she said.

I laughed and nodded, ending the call. As I started my car and drove away, Chaeyoung looked at me.

"Unnie, can I... Can I come too?" she asked. I laughed. She was so cute. "Yeah! Why not. It'll be fun! Well... Not actually fun, but... You know..." I said.

Chaeyoung chuckled, but then she sighed and stared out of the windshield into the road, playing with her sun pendant again.

"Gosh, Unnie... I really hope you're wrong about Ansel..." she uttered. I nodded. "I hope so too, Chaeng... I really hope so."

#redflavor #book3 #lsmu #minatozakisana #chaeyoung #mina #jeongyeon #nayeon #twice

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Secret Admirer - Yang Jungwon : (pt : 1)

Warnings : LONG AF, slight cursing

You and your best friend, Sunoo were at a café to relax for a little bit since exams were coming closer and closer.

"So how's life going, living with Jungwon?" you asked Sunoo as you stuffed your mouth with your coffee cheesecake. "hmmm good, I guess" he replied before smiling and taking a sip of his drink. "So I heard you like Jungwon" Sunoo started, you almost spat your drink out by his sudden sentence. "No I-" "Please, it's okay if you like him. Why are you always denying it? Like l won't tell it to anyone" Sunoo reassured, you sighed in relief. He just laughed at your burning cheeks. "I'll get going now, it's getting late" you said, packing your stuff in your bag. "You should go to get your beauty sleep, I mean no one wants to look bad in front of their crush" he stated like its nothing. "KIM SUNOO" you hit him playfully, after bidding goodbyes to each other you left the café to head to your house.

After some minutes of walking, you finally reached home. "I'm back!" you yelled as you opened the door to your house. "Do you know what time is it?" your brother, Heesung asked sarcastically. "Ummm it's 10 am, don't you have eyes to see the time? I have to sleep now bye" you quickly went to your room before Heesung could nag at you. You quickly brushed your teeth, changed into your pajamas and plopped yourself on your bed.

"What now?!?" you groaned as you heard a notification on your phone. You grabbed your phone angrily and looked at the notification, it was Wonyoung your friend.

You put your phone down and sighed. "What if it's you?" Wonyoung's words kept repeating in your mind but you knew deep inside that it's not true.

“WAKE UP Y/N! WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE FOR SCHOOL" Heesung shouted for the tenth time. You were annoyed by his words but you had no other option so you got up. “Finally! I thought you'd never get up” he scoffed, earning a glare from her younger sibling. He left once you went to the bathroom, you quickly took a shower and changed.

You quickly ate your pancakes and left the house with Heesung.

“Hi y/n" a voice greeted you, it was Jungwon. “Hi Jungwon" you reply, earning a cute smile from him.

YANG JUNGWON IF YOU DON'T WANT ME TO DIE THEN STOP BEING SO CUTE! your mind freaked out as always. “Can I talk to Heesung hyung for a moment?" Jungwon asked. Of course he's here for Heesung, what were you thinking y/n? You pffft never you thought. “Sure, Y/n you go I'll meet you at school okay?" Heesung said, you just nodded. As they both left you just sadly walked to your school.

“Hey y/n! Wait where's Heesung hyung?" Niki shouted, walking towards you. “Are you here for Heesung too?" you rolled your eyes, annoyed. “Whaaa- no! I'm just asking idiot!" Niki said earning a playful hit from you.

I wonder what they would be doing you were curious but tried to leave it aside for awhile. “Girl where were you?" Wonyoung asked she saw you, lost in your thoughts.

“What do you mean? I was right here!" you complained as Wonyoung laughed. “Are you coming or skipping class?" she dramatically gasped, you rolled your eyes playfully. “I'm waiting for Ju- I mean Heesung" you stuttered. Ah shit! Here we go again you ran away to class before Wonyoung could tease you.

But you obviously had to bump into someone. “I'm so sorry, wait Y/n?"

It was Jungwon! Why him! Great another embarrassing moment!

"Im the one who's supposed to be sorry" you apologized. He offered his hand for you to get up, which obviously you took gladly but you're heart was beating faster than a sports car.

"Class is about to start, I'll see you around y/n" the boy said, smiling. You nodded and you both left for your classes. As you entered in your class you saw Wonyoung looking at you with a smirk. As you sat down with her, she nudged you. "So you already held his hand? Wow it must be nice hmm?" Your cheeks were red as a tomato but you ignored her.

"Lee Y/n! Don't ignore me like Wonyoung" Taki said, pouting. "I won't Taki, besi- WAIT WHAT?!?" "What is it?" Niki asked, as your other friends gathered around your desk. It was a letter and a lite gift, from who? Well someone who secretly admires you. Why would someone like me? And admire me? You thought as you read the letter.

"Dear y/n,

First of all how are you? I hope you're having a good day. You might freak out while seeing this letter and gift but please don't. As time passes I'll show you the real me in person, but for now take my gift as a little mark on my journey to entering your heart. I hope you like it :)

- Your secret admirer ❤"

"Y/n's growing up" Jeongwoo fake cried, Haruto just rolled his eyes in annoyance. You opened the gift as everyone went back to their seats. You gasped, it was all of your favorite candies and chocolates. "Wow, he must really know you then. I mean he stalks you and that's creepy" Haruto complimented earning a little hit from Wonyoung.

"Stop being jealous Haruto!" Wonyoung said. Unluckily, the teacher came and the lecture began. The lecture ended but your mind just couldn't help but think Who is my secret admirer?

"Y/n! Did you eat?" Heesung asked as he saw you in the cafeteria. "No, I'm going to now so bye" you quickly said as you left to get some food. You heard your friends talking about your secret admirer as you walked towards their table to sit. "I wonder who is that secret admirer" Junhyuk said. "Y'all should stop, like seriously" Haruto said as he ate his ramen. "Because it's you?" Niki teased. His words made Haruto choke. Everyone's laughing stopped as you sat. "Go on continue teasing Haru, I don't mind" you said, earning a glare from Haruto.

It was time for P.E but you couldn't find Jungwon or Heesung anywhere. What are these two up to? Okay I should stop now you were wandering in your thoughts until you saw Sunoo sneaking in your locker.

WAIT WHAT?!? SUNOO? No way! Is he my secret admirer?!?

You just left, completely confused. Apparently you were the one who was late for P.E now, you saw Jungwon already warming up. After a little scolding from your P.E teacher, you finally went to your friends.

"I saw Sunoo at my locker, he placed an envelope too" you said making everyone overreact. "HE WHAT?!?" Jeongwoo shouted. "Shhhh" you told the loud boy to shut his mouth.

"What if Sunoo is your secret admirer?" Wonyoung asked you. "I mean we've been best friends since like forever so it'd be a little weird"

you said making Wonyoung nod. "Y/n can I talk to you?" you turned around only to see the owner of the voice.

"Sure Jungwon" you said as you both walked a little away from the group of friends. "I was wondering if you're free tomorrow" the boy nervously scratched his neck. WAIT WHAT? ARE YOU TAKING ME ON A DATE?! QWZERYUVMLIDHFKSK. "Oh yes, why?" you responded. "Well, I wanted to come over to hang out that's it" the boy innocently smiled. What in the WORLD WERE YOU THINKING LEE

Y/N?!? A DATE?!?

"Sure, you can come over" you replied, trying your best not to look dissapointed. "I'll see you then" Jungwon said before leaving. "I need to keep my expectations down low or else imma break my own heart" you whispered to yourself, trying to keep yourself together.

P.E ended earlier because of the rain. "Why does it always have to freaking rain?" Taki sulked. "Ask mother nature, not us" Niki replied, sighing loudly. "I guess we all would be drenched in rain when we arrive home" Haruto said. "Yeah I guess, let me get my chemistry notes from my locker" you said before heading to your locker.

"what's this?" you questioned as you saw an umbrella with a pink note on it. You opened the note, it said :

"Dear y/n,

I don't want you get a cold or even get drenched in the rain so here, I got this umbrella for you so you can walk home safely, make sure to stay healthy and don't forget to eat too.

-Your secret admirer

"I need to thank him for this" you looked at the clock, it was almost time to go home. "I guess I will thank him tomorrow then" you said before taking your notes but to your surprise their was no note inside your locker that you saw Sunoo put in. "Y/n come on!" Heesung shouted making you flinch. "Coming!" you said and quickly closed your locker and took the umbrella as you secured the note in your bag.

"Where did you get that from?" Heesung asked, referring to the umbrella in your hand. "Does it matter?" you said, Heesung just rolled his eyes. "Whatever let's go!" your brother started to walk out at a fast speed as you followed him. You opened your umbrella and smiled one last time before leaving your school's building.

Luckily, Heesung didn't get drenched in rain because of you. “Don't you dare ask me for a favor just because you helped me" Heesung warned earning a little chuckle from you. “Okay" you said, rolling your eyes playfully as he opened the door to your house.

After you got changed into something comfortable you opened your bag to do your homework but your eyes caught something. Another note? What? you opened the little purple mysterious note it said.

“Dear y/n,

I just wanna talk to you, like I can't help it anymore but I know in person you'd freak out so let's talk virtually.

My number : XXXXXXXXXXX

-Your secret admirer"

You started squealing while Heesung just looked at you with a confused face. I'm gonna leave her alone for now Heesung thought before going to his room. You added your secret admirer's phone number in your contacts. Just as you were about to send your first message your mind started to freak out.

Lee y/n, what if you text something wrong? Think before you type idiot

You took a deep breath and texted him, waiting for him to respond. To your surprise he immediately responded making your heart flutter.

“Did he just call me sweetie? Skvjcu" you fangirled. Your phone rang, you could swear your heart stopped for a second as you thought it was your secret admirer,you checked the caller's ID it was Heesung.

You were beyond confused, as you were just about to pick up the phone your brother quickly said “So are you- oh sorry y/n, it wasn't meant for you" and hung up. You just frowned at your phone and sighed.

The day passed quickly, Heesung left to see one of his friends but he still hadn't come home yet.

The second he stepped in and said “I'm home" you stomped your feet and started to mock him whenever you were late. “Where were you Lee Heesung?" you mocked earning a playful glare from him. “Can you not? I gotta go now, I'm tired" he yawned, you were about to say something but a knock on the door interrupted you.

#i land imagines #iland scenarios #ilandbighit #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen imagine #enhypen reactions #enhypen #enhypen jungwon #yang jungwon #jungwon #jungwon x reader #jungwon imagines #jungwon imagine #jungwon scenarios #jungwon fluff #Jungwon ff

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etaerealjin · 4 years

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cheater || k.th

genre: angst

paring: taehyung x reader

background: sex, cheating, divorce, husband, pregnancy, cheater!taehyung.

word count: 1.7k

You knew everything. You've seen clues, changes, remnants, and evidences of your husband cheating on you. Every lipstick stain, every hickey. Those times that he would tell you that he has work, on a holiday. Those times that he would lie to you about going out with his friends, but when you ask one of them about it, they seem clueless.

You knew everything, it's just that you kept a blind eye on it for one particular reason. It has been going on for four months but you chose to be quiet just so he would stay. You still chose to sleep beside him every night knowing that he's stressed over work. You still chose to cook him dinner every time he comes home. You still chose to wake up with him every morning, after a night of crying over his cheating ass, with your puffy face and your bloodshot eyes – all that just so he would stay.

You endured every word he threw at you everytime you'd cause a little argument that would eventually grow into a huge one because of his mood swings and attitude that wasn't even there when you first met him. "What did she do to you?"

You would often ask yourself that. Realizing that the person you fell inlove with, the guy you would spend sleepless nights with over the phone talking about the future you both wanted, the man who you sneaked out with every midnight, the man who would cut classes with you, the person who once promised you that he would never change, eventually changed.

Ever since then, you knew that every relationship ends with that. Even yours. But when you started noticing the slightest changes in Taehyung, it still hit you like a firework in the night sky. You spent sleepless nights clutching onto your breaking heart until you decided to do something.

"Work?" You asked, stirring the coffee you made for him before he goes. He nodded, sitting on the counter top behind you. He made you turn around and face him gently, putting his hands on your waist but you kept a straight face. You raised your eyebrows innocently, noticing a spot in his neck once again.

"You know I love you, right?"

You chuckled with a hint of sarcasm. "Why? Are you breaking up with me?"

"N-No, I'm not. Why would you ask that?"

You shrugged and handed him his coffee. You sat across him and watched him drink his coffee silently. "Oh, I forgot to mention. I didn't come home the other day, right?" You started. "And you also didn't?"

He nodded. "I left the bed neat, I also left the sink empty, and I know the bathroom was clean before I went out. I came back before you but the house wasn't the same before I left–"

Your sentences were cut off when his phone rang, he swiftly hid it under the table, probably nervous that you'll see the caller's name. "You have to go?" You noticed how his breath hitched before he nodded but you let it pass. You went over to him and fixed his necktie, placing a long kiss on his lips and smiling at him before he stood up to get his bag.

You rolled your eyes. The ring saved him. You weren't planning to confront him about it anyways, you were just trying to see how he'd lie about it. You knew he brought his bitch over to your shared house and fucked her there, on your shared bed.

Once you heard his car go, you then grabbed your purse and wore your jacket, knowing that your uber would be in front of your house by now. You rode the car and told the driver to follow Taehyung's car. You tried dialling your bestfriend, Kim's number, to tell her that you're finally going to catch your cheating husband but to no extent, she didn't pick up. No, scratch that, she dropped the call.

After a whole fifteen minute drive, you got out and followed Taehyung without him knowing that you were five persons behind him. You watched him stop at a coffee shop, then a long-haired girl came over him, hugging his torso. You smirked, knowing your speculations were right but it didn't hurt you. You didn't even cry, you were so over that already.

That smirk didn't last, though. It was soon replaced by a blank face. You didn't know how to react, especially when you finally saw the girl's face clearly. She wasn't just any girl.

You were a seat away from them, but they didn't know you were there because they were busy with their own shit. You stood there, dumbfounded, and the only word that escaped your mouth was–

"Fuck."

You didn't even realize that you said it harshly and rather loud enough for them to hear, until Taehyung turned around. His boxy smile vanished upon seeing you. Just like you, he was dumbfounded. Thinking that you won't follow him. He underestimated you and thought that you wouldn't catch him slipping.

Your gaze went back and forth from him to his bitch, who just happened to be your bestfriend, in disbelief. You let out a sarcastic chuckle, taking a deep breath, not wanting to make a scene. You smiled at Kim, that's when you knew that your ten year friendship with her was fucking over. You yanked Taehyung's car keys away from his hands, then took his right hand with yours in a harsh way, leaving Kim alone, shocked at what just happened.

"Y/n, stop. I will explain."

"Not here." You said and entered the driver's seat. You saw him from the mirror, shutting his eyes off but he still opened the door and sat on the shotgun seat. He looked like a puppy who just got scolded. You saw how his eyes were pooling with tears, and you saw how his lips trembled. He really didn't wanna get caught, he didn't wanna lose you – at least not this way.

You threw your bag, along with your keys, on the table which made a loud noise. "Stop– What the fuck, Y/n? What was that for?" He shouted, his right hand on his right red cheek.

"You really think I wouldn't fucking catch you, Taehyung?" You shouted. "How long has this been going on?"

"Y/n–"

"You think I didn't notice your hickeys? You think I didn't fucking know that you brought your bitch here and fucked her on our bed? You think I didn't know that whenever you tell me that you were off to Namjoon's house, you were actually off to Kim's apartment? Fuck you and your cheating ass, Taehyung!"

"Stop–"

"No, I'm not gonna fucking stop! I've been putting up with your shit for four months! Why? Because I loved you, even though you weren't the same person anymore!"

"No–"

"Why? What did she feed you? What did she do to fucking change you? Was she good enough? Even better than me in bed, that's why you chose to cheat on me with her?" You shouted. Your eyes were pooling with tears now, but you weren't hurting. You were mad. So fucking mad.

"Y/n, our marriage has been going downhill!"

"So the only way to fix it was to cheat?"

You looked at him in disbelief after a few and gave him a harsh slap again.

"Fine, hurt me! Hurt me all you want!" He shouted back and grabbed both of your hands, purposely hitting himself on the chest with those.

You brought your hands back and raced up the stairs to get your things. Realization hit you that you have nowhere to stay. If Kim didn't lie to you then you would've gone to her place but – it's all ruined. Now, you have three problems. Your cheating husband and your liar bestfriend.

As you threw some clothes to your bag, your tears started bursting out once again. Pain hit you that you had nowhere to stay but you couldn't stay with him either, especially at a time like this. It would probably take months for a divorce but you still had no plans. You didn't think this through.

"Y-Y/n, I know I have no excuses for what I've done and I'm making your life a living hell for what I did. Sorry wouldn't fix anything either. But please, don't leave me just yet–"

"Why?" You faced him.

"Lets sort this out, please. Stay with me. Stay with me here for just the mean time. I can't have you leave like this so suddenly, please. Believe me when I say I love you, I still do–"

"Did you love me while you were with her?" You asked, almost unable to talk through your tears and to look at his eyes, but you still did. His bloodshot eyes and his messy hair almost made you wanna hug him and crawl back to him once again, but you contained it.

You wanted to, though. You really did.

His breath hitched. He lowered his head. Finally admitting to himself that he was a dick after all.

"I've been a good wife, Tae. I wasn't perfect but I tried my best to be. If staying with you through those four months knowing you were cheating on me face to face doesn't prove that then I don't know anymore." You said in a calmer and softer tone.

"We both need this." You said, making a decision. You zipped your bag up, having all the things you needed for a day, maybe two days, who knows?

"No, no, please, Y/n!"

You shut your eyes firmly, letting your tears fall down once again. "I'm leaving this with you for the mean time. God knows when I'll be back, because I don't know either. Heck, I don't even know where to stay but I need to be away from you, Taehyung. I can't be trusted around you."

You brought his hand to yours and placed two things there then closed it once again. You looked him in the eyes with an unsure smile, then left.

After months, you left and made a temporary decision for yourself.

For yourself, at least for once you made a decision not for him but for yourself.

He watched you leave the door, broken and all alone now. He opened the hand you held only to have his heart more broken than it already is and his mind a mess.

Your ring and a positive pregnancy test.

inspired by: “first burn – hamilton: the musical”

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kaiparker-avengerssmut · 3 years

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CURSED: CHAPTER FIVE

"Had I known how to save a life"

Kai Parker x OC!Mack Grace

Series synopsis: "We're both cursed, in a way."

We all know the story of Kai Parker, but he once lived in a very different life. Do you ever wonder what that life looked like?

Chapter summary: there’s a party

Warnings: ben is a douche, Kai is kinda sweet

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It had been about 20 minutes since they realised Nicole was alive and a lot had happened, Mack had broken into more tears and an ambulance had arrived. The fire engine had retrieved Nicole and she was on her way to the hospital, everyone else either stood around awkwardly in shock or heading home. Mack leant against a tree and sunk to her knees covering her face with her hands. She sat there for god knows how long. She hadn't seen Kai or Ben since the almost fight and she didn't particularly want to either. She looked up a someone cleared their throat.

"Need a hand?" Kai said - almost shyly - holding his hand towards her. Mack stared into his eyes but didn't move, before Kai sighed and extended his hand further. "C'mon Kenz, I don't bite." She carefully put her hand in his and Kai yanked Mack to her feet, pulling her close to him and whispering in her ear. "At least not unless you want me to." His hot breath fanned across her face and Mack looked away turning red. Kai stepped back and winked, backing away.

No matter the situation, Kai always managed to make Mack so flustered and it annoyed the shut out of her. Why? Why him of all people? Mack sighed, annoyed and walked towards Ben's car, before noticing it was gone.

"Need a ride?" Kai's cocky voice sounded from behind her. Mack threw her head back before looking back up and putting on a fake smile and turning to face him.

"No- yes. Please." She said quickly, a smirk breaking into Kai's face and he gestured for Mack to follow him. His unlocked his jeep and let Mack inside before going to his side of the car and climbing in.

Mack rested her head back against the seat and the tears suddenly fell. She was so close today, too close. Kai froze.

"You okay, Kenz?" You could slightly heat the concern in his voice. She clenched her eyes shut and pressed her lips together before turning to Kai and shaking her head. "Hey, hey. It's fine. She didn't die, it's not your fault, Kenz. It's that jackass you call a boyfriend." She nodded and he placed a tentative hand on her shoulder, not sure what to do.

"It's not fine, Kai." She spat through the tears, breaking down into even more.

"Shhhh, okay it's not fine. But it's still not your fault." He reassured her, before pulling her into his chest and wrapping his arms around her. The embrace was awkward at first, but they both melted into it soon enough. Kai's hand ran through Mack's messy hair and he rubbed her back soothingly, trying to make her calm again.

As the tears subsided Mack pulled away and wiped her now wet eyes before sitting back into her seat. Kai's Starr was still on her.

"You need anything?" His voice was unsure.

"Just take me home, please."

The sun leaking through the slight gap in the curtains made Mack's eyes fluttered open. She groaned and rolled over, pulling the covers back over her head. But they were yanked back down straight away.

"Ah ah ah sweetheart, you don't want to miss breakfast do you?" The sound of Kai's voice from beside her made Mack shoot up and instantly look under the covers. Clothes were on. But they were not what she was wearing last night. She was in one of Kai's AC/DC T-shirts and her underwear. Shit. She looked to the side to see a grinning Kai laying over the covers with his hands folded behind his head and his ankles casually crossed. Her eyebrows pulled together as she spoke.

"Why am I-" Kai cut her off before she could get any further.

"In completely different clothes to last night? I thought you'd be uncomfortable in a wet suit." Kai's smirk was evident through the insistent grin.

"You saw me naked?!" Mack almost screeched with wide eyes, holding the covers over her chest.

"Maybe." His grin was now a full-blown smirk. Mack made a noise of disbelief before slapping his arm and scrambling out of the bed, trying to hold the covers over her half-naked body but failing. Her feet twisted with the dark blue sheets and her shoulder collided with the wall.

"Ouch." Kai mused through his hysterical laughter and Mack stumbled into the adjoined bathroom and kicked the door shut with her foot, shouting a muffled 'fuck off!' as she did so.

Once getting into the bathroom Mack instantly spotted her wet suit and bikini top on the floor. Mack double checked the door was locked before tugging the t-shirt over her head and putting her cloths from yesterday back on. A sudden knock on the door made her jump.

"You know, wet suits are uncomfortable. I could always lend you some clothes." Kai shouts from the other side of the door. Mack sighed and unlocked it.

"Really?" She asked hopefully, popping her head round the side. Kai thrust an armful of clothes towards her and Mack backed into the bathroom to get changed. "Thanks."

"No problem, you look sexy in my clothes anyway." Kai winked and Mack scoffed before rolling her eyes and closing the door.

A minute later she walked out clad in light grey sweats and another one of Kai's t-shirts, this was a black Nirvana one.

"Kai?"

"Yes, Kenz."

"Why am I not home?" For some reason Mack hadn't asked that question yet.

"You fell asleep in the car and I felt too bad to wake you so I took you back to mine." Kai said with a fake pout.

"You felt bad? Wow. Funny." Mack scoffed. "Wait. I slept in your bed, which means-" Kai cut her off again.

"I slept on the couch." He finished for her, flashing a smile of innocence. Mack's mouth was still open. She closed it after a second and frowned.

"Oh."

"You want a ride home?"

"I thought you said breakfast was ready."

"I did, and I lied. I just didn't know how you'd react to being woken up and I was bored." Mack rolled her eyes at Kai's words and picked up her stuff.

"Sure. Take me home." Kai stayed on the bed. "Please." He jumped up and brushed past her and out the door.

"Whatever you say babe." Mack stopped in her tracks.

"Babe? That's what you've resorted to now?" The disbelief her her voice clear.

"Well, you told me you didn't like princess, so..." Kai trailed off and grinned before continuing his was down the stairs.

"Where's Jo? And your parents?" Mack wondered as Kai locked the door.

"They're away for the week." He said simply.

"The whole week? Without you?" Mack pushed.

"I didn't want to go. It's some family thing - there's always something happening." He shrugged, getting into his car.

"Oh." Mack could've think of anything else to say.

"So I'm having a bunch of people round mine tonight, wanna come?" Kai asked with a smirk. Mack shook her head and tried to hide her laugh.

"I'll pass. Hanging out with you're lot never works out well for me." Mack snorted.

"'My lot'? What's that, Kenz?" Kai tilted his head questioningly.

"You know, the popular kids. The jocks and self-obsessed bitches that gossip and call themselves pretty." Kai raised a brow.

"Self-obsessed bitches who think they're pretty? What'd they do to you?" Kai laughed. Mack crossed her arms and scoffed. "That bad?!" He continued laughing.

"I meant what I said. I used to be part of that crowd, realised they were awful and graduating school was more important so I left." Mack defeated. All Kai did in response was nod.

"Here we are, babe." Kai pulled into Mack's drive and brought the car to a stop. She rolled her eyes but said nothing.

"Thanks." Mack said before getting out the car and walking into the house.

"Think about tonight! It's starts at 8!" Kai shouted before driving off.

"Mack!" Kim shouted. Mack groaned and padded over to her door, flinging it open and shouting back.

"What?!" Mack answered with a bored voice.

"Ben's here! He's coming up!" Kim replied and sauntered off, letting Ben make his way up the stairs.

"Hey babe." Ben greeted as he walked through her door, placing a chaste kiss on Mack's lips. She cringed internally and turned away, plopping back down onto her bed. "Get changed. We're going to Kai's." Ben spoke.

"W-What? I already told him I wasn't going." Mack defended.

"Since when are you hanging out with Kai? And hurry up, we need to be there in 20 minutes." Ben's tone was demanding.

"He took me home last night after you disappeared." Ben rolled his eyes and folded his arms over his chest. "And I'm not just gonna up and leave because you tell me too." Ben's expression was over taken with rage.

"Yes. You. Are. You never go out with me and people are starting to think you're not into me. You're coming." With that Mack gave up, scared to anger her boyfriend further. She pulled some cloths out her drawer and put them on, discarding her pyjamas on her unmade bed and walking over to Ben. He pulled her into him, making Mack gasp, and brushed his hand over her cheekbone before trailing it over her curves and grabbing her ass. "Mmmm, you look sexy. I can't wait to tear this off you later." Ben whispered in her ear before intertwining their hands and pulling her out of the room with him.

As they pulled into Kai's drive Mack slipped out the car and waited for Ben, who wrapped his arm around her waist and led Mack to the front door. He knocked loudly and the door soon swung open, revealing Kai, who's head was facing away from them.

"Sure, just don't go in Jo's room - she gets cranky if everything isn't perfect." Kai shouted down the hall to someone in the house. Mack soon spotted the couple rush up the stairs and she put two-and-two together. "Hey guys." Kai greatest with a smile as he turned back to them, shooting Mack a subtle wink when he saw her and making her cheeks flush. "Come on in. Mi Casa es su Casa." He said, stepping to the side and holding his arm out as an invitation.

The couple ventured into the house, walking their way to the living room where around 10 of Ben's friends were sat with red solo cups in their hands all laughing at something someone had said.

"Ben! My man!" A guy called Mitchell shouted as he clapped Ben on the back, who was already smiling and greeting all his friends. The two found a place on the sofa, where Ben pulled Mack into himself further. Kai sat down on Mack's other side - not before handing both of them a drink and sending her a smirk as she looked his way. She rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to the girl sat on a bean bag on the opposite side of the coffee table that occupied the centre of the room.

"Who wants to play truth or dare?" She slurred slightly. Cheers hollered through the room and eventually everyone had agreed. "Okay, Matthew. Who's the sexiest girl in this room?" The girl started. Matthew surveyed the room, before his eyes landed on a girl Mack new as Sophia. He bit his lip, giving her a once over and winking.

"It's gotta be Sophia, baby." He called back and the boys laugh, Sophia giggling and blushing slightly. "Right, my turn." Matthew looked over everyone until he saw Kai. "Okay, new guy. Best sex you've ever had?" Kai shook his head.

"For-fit, give me the dare, dude." His ever-present smirk was still there but he looked sheepish, almost. Lots of 'ooooo's and 'that bad?'s came from the crown of teens.

"Okay, I dare you to take off an item of clothing." Matthew orders. Kai grins and pulls his t-shirt over his head, leaving it on the floor and sitting back into the couch. Mack felt herself keep giving his toned, bare chest glances and had to stop herself, instead focusing on the next dare. She missed the first part but caught the end of it.

"Courtney, I dare you to take off your panties and give them to the guy in this room you'd be most likely to smash." Kai said with an evil smirk, looking in the direction of a blonde girl who was wearing a short black skirt and crop top. Her cheeks flushed red and she stood up, removing her underwear and shyly walking over to a guy Mack didn't know the name off. Courtney placed the fabric in his hand before sitting back down, crossing her legs awkwardly.

Mack zoned out for a while, only snapping back to reality when she heard Ben's name.

"Ben, what's the dirtiest thing you've ever done with Mack?" One of the guys asked with a sly expression. Mack looked down at her hands and twiddled her thumbs, feeling everyone's gaze on her. She drowned out Ben's response the second she heard him start.

"Well Mack does this thing with..." she didn't listen to the rest. There was a chorus of cheers and 'no way!'s before Ben settles back into the seat. "Okay babe, what's your dirtiest secret?" Ben asked, nudging her side playfully. That I want to see Kai Parker over me, she thought instantly. She shook herself out of it quickly.

"Um, pass. D-dare please." She said sheepishly.

"Okay, I dare you to take off your bra." Ben said, kissing her cheek and winking at her. Mack leant forward, reaching around her back and unclasping her bra. She pulled the material from under her shirt and threw it on the floor. She heard someone shout 'the old Mack is back!' and everyone laughed, even her. Mack felt herself grow a bit more comfortable, like she used to be. She turned to the girl that started and asked:

"Okay, Tracy, what's your biggest fear?" Tracy refuses to answer. "Fine. Down 5 shots of the strongest alcohol Kai has in the house." Kai shook his head, grinning, beside her and pushed himself up, soon returning with some shot glasses and a bottle of whiskey. He set them out on the table and poured the shots.

Mack's attention was drawn to Ben who started kissing her neck, moving his hand to her inner thigh.

"Let's go somewhere a little more private." He whispered in her ear, pulling the girl up to standing. He held her hand in his, dragging her away from the living room and towards the stairs. As they turned the corner Mack caught Kai's eye, who looked almost disappointed to see her leaving with her boyfriend. His look soon turned to one of sympathy and Mack gulped, turning back to look at her boyfriend who wore a dark expression.

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