#bunny!hoon
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A special birthday.
- Bunny hybrid!Hoon X Wolf hybrid!Reader.
Warnings: Smut (MDNI). Mentions of heat. Overstimulation. Strength kink. Size kink. Daddy/Sir kink. Breeding. Dirty talk. Slight humiliation. Praise kink. Rough sex. Manhandling. Hoon gets pussy drunk. Choking. Slight pet play.
Sadie's note: Credits of the drawing to the artist (I couldn't find the user.) This is a special for Hoonie's birthday, I couldn't post it during his birthday but it's finally here! Happy birthday to my favourite boy and I hope you guys like it! Please interact, especially RBs since it helps a lot🫶 Have a good day!!
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You put the piping bag down on the counter as you looked at your masterpiece. Today was your boyfriend's birthday and you were decorating his cake, a tiramisu cake. You smiled proudly as you picked up the cake, your fluffy tail wiggling excitedly as you made your way to the fridge. Your hand left the container as you reached the door, putting the dessert away. You suddenly felt hot, your ears twitching as you gulped. You grabbed a bottle of water before closing the door. You opened the lid, chugging on it as you tried to calm down. You walked towards the counter, placing the bottle on the cold surface as you quickly put everything in the sink.
You grabbed a cloth, cleaning the kitchen counter before you felt a sudden heat invading your body. You pressed your legs together, a whine falling from your lips instantly as your face got red. You took a deep breath when you realized that your heat just started.
Sunghoon walked through the hall, tired from work but excited about seeing you after a long day. He stopped at your front door, sliding his hand into his pocket and pulling out his key. As soon as he opened the door, a strong scent hit his nose, making his ears twitch. The scent woke up his primal instinct as he felt the blood running to his cock. He shut the door immediately, fierce eyes scanning the room as he took a deep breath. His feet moved instinctively to the kitchen, the scent getting stronger with every step as he felt his cock twitching in his pants.
You felt a strong presence behind you, his scent made your ears twitch as you gulped. You slowly turned around, feeling his scent getting stronger as your pussy started dripping. Your eyes found your boyfriend's strong chest first, his natural perfume invading your body and arousing you. “What do we have here, huh?” His deep voice made you look up at him.
“I-i-” you stuttered as your eyes found his. His dark eyes filled with lust and desire as he placed his hands on your hips, pulling you closer against his body. “Y-you?” He mocked you, smirking teasingly as he rubbed his clothed dick against your thigh.
“I- didn't know-” You felt small under his gaze. He pressed his body further against you, pushing you against the counter as he slowly started to grind against your thighs. “It’s two days late.” He slowly nodded, pulling away from your body as he manhandled you, turning you around. The bunny hybrid took his hands down, taking his time to squeeze your ass as he let out a sigh.
“Right on my birthday, huh?” He asked, admiring how your tail wiggled in excitement whilst he pulled your shorts down. You nodded, already feeling drunk on his sweet scent as you tried your best not to look desperate for his cock even when you were already bending over the counter. “I think I asked you a question,” his words were followed by the sound of your panties ripping, making you clench around nothing.
“I-I'm sorry sir,” you quickly apologized. Your boyfriend smiled, he loved how subby you were during your heat. Sunghoon pulled his hands away from you to pull his pants down, along with his boxers. One of his hands made its way back to your waist as he pressed the other against your slit, gathering your wetness on his palm as you moaned. “P-please,” you begged him.
“Such a dumb little wolf~” he whispered, pulling his hand away from your core and wrapping his fingers around his shaft, covering it in your wetness. “Fuck, you're dripping, pup~” he cooed, aligning his tip with your entrance before pushing his length inside you, earning a moan from you. The boy carefully hovered over you, not wanting to crush your tail. “Now tell me the truth~” he whispered in your ear with faux sympathy.
“A-about what?” You asked, earning a harsh thrust in return. “F-fuck.” You cursed as your boyfriend started to thrust into you slowly.
“Did you plan this?” He asked, picking up his pace as he bit down on his lip. His hands tugged on your waist as his hips moved faster with every thrust. “Did you fucking plan this?” He asked again, thrusting harder. You moaned as you felt his tip brushing against your sweet spot.
“N-no,” you answered him, your walls clenching around his cock as he kept pounding. On normal days, you'd be far from your orgasm but during your heat, everything felt ten times better. Not just because of the way that Sunghoon always hit your sweet spot but also because you always got drunk on his scent, without mentioning how feral he could be during his heat. It was basic math. The drunk feeling from his scent along with his feral attitude and the way he fucked you made it so easy for you to come undone. On normal days, you'd be so embarrassed but during your heat, you didn't care. A loud whine escaped from your lips as you came around his cock, coating his shaft with your juices as he kept thrusting.
Sunghoon's ears twitched as he felt your walls tightening around him. He laughed in your ear, “Are you sure? Have you taken suppressants so you could have your heat on my birthday, huh?” He asked, pounding harder into you. You felt his cock twitching inside you as he focused on reaching his orgasm. “Fuck, pussy so good~” He mumbled, “gonna fill you up with my babies.” You whined at his words, clenching harder as your vision became blurry due to the tears from the overstimulation.
“N-no, haven't taken anything,” you replied between moans, “y-yes please, breed me daddy!” Your whimper and moans along with your scent and the way you clenched on him sent him over the edge. Sunghoon let out a loud grunt as he came inside you, painting your walls white with his thick cum as he kept pounding.
“Fuck-” he growled, digging his nails into your skin as he fucked his cum deeper inside you. His thrusts became slower as he leaned down to kiss your neck. “Is this my birthday gift, baby? Getting to fuck you for days?” He whispered in your ear as his cock started to get hard inside you again.
“Mhm, you could say so” you answered, trying to catch your breath. “But I didn't plan this.” Sunghoon smirked, starting to roll his hips again teasingly as he took his hand up to your neck, wrapping his fingers around your throat and applying pressure. His cock getting deeper inside you as he started to pound into you again. “My good wolf~” he praised, standing up again as his ears twitched again. He looked down, looking at the way that your pussy sucked him in with every thrust. “You love this don't you?” He teased you as his hand left your waist. He slid it under your shirt, groping your sensitive tits as his thumb played with your nipple, making you moan louder.
“Y-yes, your cock feels so fucking good, daddy.” You answered him, moaning louder as he applied more pressure on your neck, choking you just the way you liked it. “S-so good.” You rolled your hips back, meeting your lover's thrusts as he smirked. The kitchen was filled with lewd sounds, your moans got louder as your boyfriend growled. The clapping sound of his hips hitting against yours along with the way that your scents affected each other was sending you to cloud nine again. His thrusts getting deeper and faster as he tried to reach his high again, letting his primal instinct control him as he fucked you faster and harder. His main goal was breeding you.
“Come on pup, cum for me.” He ordered, moving his hand down from your tits to your tail, tugging on it hard and making you squeak as you came on his cock. Your body squirmed as he started to fill you up with his cum again, growling as he fucked you through your orgasm. “Good pup~” He mumbled, brushing your tail gently as you tried to move it away from him. “Aw, do you want me to let you go, my little wolfy?” He smirked, tugging on your tail harder, already knowing how sensitive it was.
“S-stop please,” you mumbled, clenching harder around his cock as your body started moving back on its own. “I-I'm sensitive,” your body was betraying you, you felt overwhelmed but you still moved back, starting to fuck yourself on his cock.
“Aw, but look at that~ it seems like you want me to keep fucking you, love…” He pulled his cock out of you, his seed dripping down your thighs as he released your neck, placing his hands on your waist as he pulled you up, turning you around and caging you between the cold marble and his body.
“You know it's my instinct,” you mumble, feeling his hands roaming around your body until they stop at the back of your thighs picking you up. You wrapped your arms around his neck, slightly pouting at him. “Can't help it, especially when you smell so good.” Sunghoon smiled, taking his hand to his cock as he pushed it inside you again. Your tail wiggling again as you hid your face into his neck.
“Is it?” He whispered in your ear, walking towards your shared bedroom. Soft moans fell from your lips as you felt his cock reaching your sweet spot with every step. He opened the door with his foot, getting inside your bedroom before he laid you on the bed, hovering over you. “Or you just love to get fucked by a bunny like me, huh?” He smirked, thrusting into you at a fast and hard pace again. You bit down on his neck, nails digging into his back as he fucked you nice and deep. He wasn't done with you and you knew it well.
After a few rounds, you lost count on how many times you came on his cock. Now he was kissing you hungrily as he thrusted into you. The bedsheets were a mess, his fluids and yours covered all the fabric as you were now fully naked. His body was full of bite marks, hickeys and little crescent moons from your nails all over his arms, shoulders and back. You were also a mess, Sunghoon did not just leave hickeys on your neck but he also left bite marks all over your chest along with the bruises on your waist from his strong grip.
“H-hoonie,” you moaned, pulling away from the kiss as his thrust became sloppier, he was close to his orgasm again. His face was covered in tears from cumming so many times. He was trembling but he wasn't going to stop until he made sure that you'd end up carrying his child. His mouth agape as he was now pussy drunk, enjoying the way that your walls hugged his cock. “W-wanna cum.” You begged him.
After so many rounds, his cum was covering his cock, a white ring formed around the base. Sunghoon thrusted a few more times before you came at the same time. You growled as he bit down on your neck as hard as he could without piercing your skin. The bunny hybrid fell on your body, his cock still inside you as you both started panting.
“Fuck…” he whispered against your skin. “I think we should take a break.” You took your hands up, running your fingers through his hair as his ears twitched. “Are you okay, my love?”
“I'm good,” you whispered with a smile. “I couldn't give you your gift though.” Sunghoon looked up at you curiously as you started playing with his bunny ears. “It was definitely not this, I made something for you and I also got you something!” You explained, making him smile.
“What is it?” He asked, hugging your waist and caressing your skin with his thumb. “And even if you didn't plan this, it made my day.” You laughed at his words, hitting his shoulder jokingly.
“Of course I didn't, guess we won't be able to go out for a few days…” You said, earning a nod from your boyfriend. “Oh and I can't tell you, one it's in the fridge and the other is hidden somewhere~” You said before kissing his cheek.
“I don't care, I love spending time with you, my angel.” He said with a smile. “Are you hungry, baby?” He asked, pulling out of you and getting up. You looked down without noticing, his cock was covered in white. Your eyes traveled a little higher, noticing the white liquid covering his lower abdomen too which made you look down at your own body.
“Sunghoon!” You exclaimed, mouth agape as you saw the cum covering your pussy and lower abdomen as well. He only came inside you but it looked as if he came all over your pussy, there was a whole load on your core.
“What? It kept dripping out of you when I was fucking you, I tried to push it back inside you but I couldn't.” He shrugged, picking you up as if you were a feather and walking towards the bathroom. “I'll clean you up, don't worry.” He smiled, pressing a soft kiss on your cheek. After a quick shower, full of gentle touches and kisses, you got dressed up whilst Sunghoon cleaned the bedroom. You could see his bunny tail twitching every now and then, a clear sign that he was feeling happy.
You made your way to the kitchen, taking the tiramisu cake out of the fridge before you grabbed a candle. You placed the candle in the middle of the cake, lighting it up as you waited for him. You called his name, grabbing his gift from the cupboard, where you knew that he wouldn't find it. Sunghoon went to the kitchen, a bright smile appeared on his face as he saw the cake.
“You're the best,” he mumbled, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you closer to him as he kissed your cheek softly. You started singing the happy birthday song for him before he blew the candle. Your boyfriend pulled you closer to him, pressing a soft kiss on your lips.
“Did you think about the three wishes?” You asked him, earning a smile from him.
“I already have everything I need here,” he answered, hugging you tighter. “Is that a tiramisu cake?” He asked, looking down at the cake. “Oh my god, I love you so much.” He mumbled, cupping your cheeks and kissing you sweetly. The day continued between kisses, cuddles and more sex but at the end of the day, the best part of your day was just spending time with Sunghoon and making him happy on his special day.
#sunghoon smut#park sunghoon smut#enhypen sunghoon smut#sunghoon hard hours#sunghoon hard thoughts#hybrid sunghoon smut#hybrid sunghoon#bunny!hoon#hybrid enhypen smut
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thinking of bunny hybrid hoon<3
i want him to ride me so I can grab his hips and fuck up into him until he’s whining and moaning making a mess all over his tummy </3
#hybrid enhypen#edit to specify; I just want to fuck him so hard in that position he can barely handle it#bc hybrid bunny hoon would be so cute and he’d enjoy it so much <3
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enha links pt.5!!
Sunoo
Letting sunoo jerk off above your tan tits.
Doing this until he cums.
Him fucking your thighs.
Jake
Jake doing this for fun.
His hand in your panties.
Humping Jake’s lap while your pussy was soaking.
Heeseung
Seeing the bulge in your tummy from hee’s big cock.
Doing this in heeseungs car but The Weeknd plays.
Exactly how he would do bunny hybrid you who’s in heat.
Sunghoon
Him fingering you like this after being a brat all day.
Cream pies with hoon.
How he’d make you use yourself on him after trying to make him jealous.
Jay
How he would have Sex with you after you asked him to be more rough than usual.
Wearing his favorite colored silk nightgown as you fucked you cunny back on his dick.
Doing this to Jay as y’all were chilling in his room and watching anime.
#enhypen#enha smut#enhypen drabbles#mwah <3#jake sim#jay park#heeseung lee#sunoo kim#sunghoon park#mature theme#strawbrrycuteblog#enhypen links
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˚ʚ masterlist ɞ˚
IVE
omorashi with wonyoung (wy holding)
g!p wolf hybrid wonyoung
cnc with yujin
cnc somno with wonyoung
g!p wolf hybrid wonyoung bitches you
TXT
perv! owner! soobin x cow hybrid! reader
giving yeonjun a bj while he’s driving
taehyun + degradation
ZB1
stepbrother! matthew
stepbrother! matthew pt. 2
stepbrother! matthew pt. 3
chikan + jiwoong
omorashi + jiwoong
hentai addict! matthew
mean dom! hanbin
&TEAM
wolf hybrid! nicho x bunny hybrid! reader
breeding with euijoo
cheating on euijoo with nicho (except ej knows)
hentai addict! stepbrother! nicho
nicho taking ur virginity
AESPA
noncon with ghostface! karina + ghostface! winter
g!p owner! karina x hybrid! reader
phonesex with winter
g!p stepmom! karina
aeri with sensitive tits
g!p stepsis! ning + drugging
dom! giselle
scissoring with winter
anal with g!p ningning
giselle x puppygirl gf
LOONA
g!p stepsis! yves
STAYC
inexperienced! stepsister! seeun
TWICE
g!p reader x milf! stepmom! jihyo
noncon with momo + jihyo
wolf hybrid! momo
hentai addict! mina
hentai addict! momo
ENHYPEN
making out with jake
omorashi with jay (reader holding)
omorashi with jay (jay holding)
omorashi with en- hyungline
dubcon breeding with heeseung
omorashi with sunghoon (sunghoon holding)
babytrapping with jake (both ways)
painal with jake
foursome with 02z
stepbrother! sunghoon
freeuse with stepbrothers! 02z
hentai-esque stepbro! jay
breeding with stepdad! jake
exhibitionism with stepdad! jake
stepbrothers! heehoon humiliating bf jake
tentacles with stepbro! jay
tentacle monster! jay
puppy hybrid! jake
cumeating with jake
perv! bff! hoon
stepbro! + hybrid! jake thoughts
bull hybrid! sunghoon
titsucking with en- hyungline
brat tamer! jake
kitty hybrid! jungwon
jay + bdsm
titty enthusiast jungwon
hoon x succubus! reader
panther hybrid! jay thought
stepbro! hee thought
bull hybrid! hoon thoughts
perv virgin jake x bimbo reader
hoon + dildo training
stepbrother! heeseung
jake punishing brat! reader thoughts
puppy jake + toys
pussy addict puppy hybrid! jake
wolf hybrid! jake x cat hybrid! reader
jay x reader cucking en- hyungline
exhibitionism with heeseung
biting with sunghoon
sugar daddy! jay
fingering with jakehoon
vamp! sunoo with an oral + tit fixation
cnc with vamp! jake
somno + anal with vamp! hoon
baby vamp! won
noncon biting with vamp! won
NCT DREAM
degradation with mark
babytrapping with jeno
RED VELVET
anal + omorashi with g!p seulgi
LE SSERAFIM
breeding with g!p yunjin
bratty stepsis! chaewon
sorority sister stepcest! with yunjin
sub! pervert yunjin
noncon with roommate zuha
g!p gamer sakura
bitching g!p yunjin
threesome with g!p kkura + g!p chae
yunjin + oral
sugary mommy kkura x brat reader
XDINARY HEROES
oral with hentai addict! jun han
jooyeon + overstimulation
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OBSESSED (p. sunghoon)
I’M SO OBSESSED WITH YOUR EX
(based on the song obsessed by olivia rodrigo, but through the pov of crushing on your best friend’s ex)
pairing: sunghoon x fem reader
includes/warnings (16+): best friend’s ex! au, reader and hoon smokes (pls be safe lol), suggestive material, angst, profanity, smoking/drinking, pda (let me know if i missed anything!)
word count: 2.3k+
synopsis: you and your best friend were as close as friends could be, never keeping secrets from each other. you told each other everything—including exes and past relationship horror stories. but you’ve never seen or met her ex, park sunghoon. but in bullet points you did know him; his blood type, his star sign, heard about how handsome he is, and the way he’d kiss…all through your best friend’s ramblings.
after all three of you end up at the same party a year after they broke up, can things remain the same?
OBSESSED SOUNDTRACK
MASTERLIST
"i fantasize about it all the time if you were mine..."
you hummed along to ariana grande playing in your headphones as you headed to your favorite coffee shop.
as you approached the front of the cafe, you couldn't help but notice a girl sitting alone with tear stained cheeks. you removed your headphones and could hear her sniffling. seeing the handful of used tissues was not a subtlety to her crying.
you didn't want to intrude considering she was a stranger, but you could sense she was there alone and looked like she needed someone to check on her. hesitantly, you approached waved your hand in her eye-line as if you were approaching a bunny and trying not to scare it.
"hi, i'm so sorry if i'm intruding or disturbing you. but i was wondering if you're okay?" your tone soft and eyes naturally falling on her smudged mascara.
once she composed her sniffles and cleared her throat she replied, "thank you...that's very nice of you. i-i'm fine..." the latter half of her was more of statement of convincing herself. despite the tears still brimming her lash line, she smiled.
"i'm fine" she repeats wiping under her eyes. "my boyfriend and i just broke up and this was the closest place to my apartment. just wanted to get out and get some fresh air you know?"
"i'm sorry to hear that. screw him, you probably deserve better anyways" you tease trying to lighten the mood.
"do you mind if i sit? i'm y/n by the way" you pointed toward the chair across from her at the table. she nodded with a with a shy smile. "i'm sage"
"nice to meet you, can i buy you a coffee?"
it's been a year since you and sage met. since then you have become best friends and inseparable. because you two live basically across the city from each other and both worked, it was hard to find time to see each other from day to day. so weekends and your guys' friday sleepovers were precious to you.
sage poured each of you a shot of soju as you took the takeout boxes out of the plastics bags, spreading them out across the dinner table.
as the clear liquid in the soju bottle slowly decreased as the night went on, the volume of your guys' laughter echoed louder throughout her apartment. you and sage were swiping through screenshots of terrible dating app conversations together, cringing at what guys have said to you both.
"oh god...looking at all of these terrible dudes makesme missss sunghoon" sage slurring her words as her sentence tapered off.
you almost choked as you weren't sure if you heard her correctly. "i'm sorry did you say you miss sunghoon?!" your eyes nearly popped out of your head.
sage never was one to handle her alcohol well.
"c'mon y/n, i'm just kidding. well sorta..." you shot her a look of 'elaborate what 'sorta' means in this situation'.
"i don't actually miss him of course. we broke up over a year ago! so i'm way over it. and i think sunghoon and i broke up for the better. i'm just saying seeing all these gross guys is just making me reminisce about a relationship that was good while it lasted you know?"
you giggled and let out a hum of acknowledgement.
"but i will say..." sage's eyes filled with mischief as her lips upturned into a smirk. "sunghoon was suuuuuch a good kisser though. he's definitely the hottest guy i've dated."
her cheeks no longer only flushed from the alcohol. she continued to ramble on about sunghoon and leaving you with a bullet point list of useless facts about sunghoon: his favorite color, his blood type, his astrology sign, his love of ice skating, and *other* details of their private life that you didn't ask to know about but were forced to hear anyways.
eventually you decided the night was coming to close as your wobbly guided sage by her shoulders to her side of the bed, laughing at her useless mumbling. you pulled the covers over her shoulder as she snuggled closer to her pillow.
you made your way to the bathroom to get ready for bed. as you stared back at yourself in the mirror you couldn't help but find the situation funny.
you knew what the textbook definition of 'park sunghoon' was but you've never met him, you don't even know what he looks like.
because why would you, right?
the next day (saturday)
"hey, you remember my friend jake right? he invited us to his party tonight"
"australian one, looks like a golden retriever?"
"bingo"
you didn't say much after that. you weren't much of party person. you weren't quite the social butterfly like sage. it always felt like you were just the 'quiet best friend' to your much more interesting counterpart.
sage always reassured you that wasn't true. she would always say anyone who didn't like you was the lame one.
"c'mon y/nnn please?...it'll be fun i promise. jake always throws the best parties" she gave you her best attempt at puppy eyes. "i know you don't love parties but its an excuse to put on a cute outfit at least."
you rolled your eyes with a smile at her ridiculous yet infallible girl-logic. she always knew you liked putting on a cute outfit and taking pictures more than actually going out.
"fineee....!" you replied.
"yay!!! we're gonna have fun tonight y/n trust, do you think jake's gonna invite any hot friends?"
"too bad your ex don't do it for ya,
walked in and dream came trued it for ya..."
you and sage were having your own personal world tour in your bathroom scream-singing to sabrina carpenter. her hairbrush and your makeup brush each being your respective microphones.
after spending way too much time getting ready and taking photos together, you two were finally ready to head to jake's house.
you and sage stepped out of the car, already hearing the heavy bass booming from the house.
sage linked her arm with yours as you guys approached the front door. a chill went up your spine and it wasn't from the night air.
it's just a party. what's the worst that can happen right?
you stepped into the house and naturally it felt as if everyone already knew sage, greeting her with the usual "sage!! omg you're finally here!" and her having to introduce you as you give shy, awkward smiles.
"y/n!!" you whipped your head around because someone (that wasn't sage) was calling your name.
"yooo let's gaurrr! y/n! i'm so glad you could make it, i didn't think you would!" jake greeted you with that ever-charming smile of his and pulled you in for a hug.
"hi jake! thanks so much for inviting me, this party is no joke" you nodded and glanced around at his impressive DJ set up and lights.
"what can i say? i play hard" he shrugs and flirtatiously bites his lip. as you were about to respond, one of his friends calls for him from across the room.
"i'm so sorry my boy over there needs me but there are drinks in the kitchen and the bathroom is the last door down the hall, have fun!" he shouts over the loud music as he makes his way through the crowd of people.
you were left alone and sage was god-knows where. you made your way to the kitchen to get a drink and after some failed attempts of finding your best friend, you made your way to the backyard.
the cold night breeze was refreshing to breath in as you stood at a wall near the pool. you reached into your bag and pulled out a cigarette and lighter.
you cupped your hands around the cigarette in your mouth, trying to get the last bit of juice from your almost-dead lighter. so concentrated on clicking the lighter, you barely noticed the figure that approached you.
it wasn't until a flame hovered around the outside of your hand did you look up. all you could do was stare back at the stranger in silence for what felt like forever. he was the most handsome guy you had ever seen.
he wore a vintage denim jacket that complimented his tall frame perfectly. his beautiful pale skin was perfectly illuminated with the lights coming from the porch, contrasting his slightly messy dark hair. everything about him exuded a cool and mysterious aura. he smirked and quirked his thick eyebrows at you. he truly looked like a prince.
you dropped your hands as you moved your cigarette to the flame of his lighter. as the tip of your cigarette was engulfed in the flame, you could feel his intense gaze flicking between your eyes and your lips.
once your cigarette was lit, you pulled away and stared into his eyes. inhaling and exhaling the smoke along with a shy "thanks".
"any time" he responded, his pointed canines peeking out as he spoke.
"that's a sick lighter, by the way"
"oh yeah? thanks it's vintage from japan..." your compliment suddenly making him seem shy. you smiled at his suddenly adorable expression.
"...i feel like other people don't really get to see it because no one i really know smokes" he continued.
"oh? so i'm not 'other people'? wow i must special" you give a sarcastic shocked/proud expression while batting your lashes at him. the mix of alcohol and nicotine suddenly hitting, making you bolder than usual it seemed.
"yeah, you could say that" he chuckled and bit his lip, eyeing you up and down. he took in your all-black outfit, your mini skirt and cropped tank top not leaving much to his imagination. you were cutest girl in this whole damn party.
touché, two can play that game.
"can i actually have a cig? must've dropped my pack on the way here" you nodded and put your cig in your mouth free up your hands, reaching for your purse.
before you could do anything else, he leaned in closer to you and extended his left arm next to your head, caging you in to the wall you were leaning against. he gently pulled the cigarette from your mouth drawing a puff for himself. you didn't miss the way he licked the hint of your lipgloss from his lips that was on mouth of the cigarette.
god damn...can this guy be any hotter?
the smell of smoke and his clean cologne filled your lungs, intoxicating you with nothing but lust. "thanks" he replied with a wink, handing the cigarette back to you.
"so, what's a cute little thing like you doing out here all by yourself hm? i figured you'd be in there with every guy all over you" nodding towards the house behind you.
you almost forgot about the party completely. this handsome stranger totally consumed your whole mind in the span of minutes. you stared down at the buttons on his jacket, flashing a coy smile with a faint laugh.
"parties aren't really my thing, and trust me guys usually don't even notice me. my best friend dragged me here and she kinda just left me in there. she's probably the one with guys all over her right now" you cringed at yourself, letting your self-deprecating humor slip.
"i should thank her then: she brought you here and i get you all to myself."
your gaze went down to his lips, they were just asking to be kissed at this point. he leaned in even closer, you could feel his breath against your face.
"fuck, can i please kiss you?" his pupils were blown out waiting for your response.
you closed the gap between you two, dropping the butt of the now finished cigarette on the ground next to you.
he sighed into the kiss, right hand landing on your waist. your hands went up to the nape of his neck softly tugging on his dark strands.
he deepend the kiss pressing you flush against the wall, one hand cupping your face and the other touching the small of your back. fingertips against exposed skin between your skirt and top pushing you into him. his touch made your skin feel like it was on fire. you parted your lips slightly, giving him the perfect opportunity slip his tongue into your mouth.
the kiss tasted like mint, smoke, and the slightest hint of whatever fruity alcohol you guys consumed. it was so hot and you couldn't get enough.
his lips moved to pepper soft kisses down your jaw and gradually biting and licking on your neck. he bit on the sensitive part of your neck leaving love bites behind, his pointed teeth scraping your skin causing you to let out a soft whine.
he inhaled your sweet perfume, the smell fueling his lust even further. "fuck you're driving me crazy princess" he groaned lowly in your ear.
the pet name turning you into a whimpering mess, trying not to be too loud considering you two were still in public was damn was he making it difficult. his hand grazed your outer thigh, riding up slightly under your skirt as slotted his thigh between your legs.
you began to grind into him letting out a weak "please..." you begged grabbing onto the collar of his jacket and the back of his neck. you didn't quite know what you were begging for, but you just knew you needed him in every sense of the word.
he looked down at where your body met his thigh, grinding helplessly against him. "i know baby...such a good girl for me". in between kisses, he whispered all of the dirty things he wanted to do to you.
"can we go back to your place?...let's get out of here" you panted desperately trying to catch your breath for intense kiss. he nodded with a cheeky grin.
"wait, what's your name? I'm y/n." you both laughing into one another that you didn't even ask each other's name until now.
"i'm-"
"SUNGHOON?!" both you and the raven haired boy whipped your heads in direction of his name that didn't even get the chance to leave his lips.
holy. fuck. it was sage.
and you just made out with sunghoon.
“i’m so obsessed with your ex, i know [he's] been asleep on my side of your bed"
PART 2
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𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐑; 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆 —volume one
pairing: ceo!park jongseong x brother's best friend!fem!reader
genre: arranged/forced marriage, accidental pregnancy, brother's best friend, slight age gap (reader's 22 and jay's 24), angst, fluff and second chance love.
warning(s): grammar mistakes, curse words, nicknames, arranged marriage, suggestive scenes, mentions/allusions to sex, toxic/abusive mother, verbal abuse, vomiting, mentions of food, accidental pregnancy, sort of toxic relationship between jay and reader.
word count: 14.0k words
summary: Just a year ago, you were forced to marry Park Jongseong, CEO of the Southern Branch, part of the vary famous Park Enterprises. It was all for the sake of your family, a marriage for the benefit of gaining more traction as a company. Jongseong was attentive, caring, sometimes even sweet, but your relationship was more about sex than it was about the marriage itself. At some point, everything got bad, and it was just mere sexual intimacy that anything else, and just when you were close to ending things...you found out you were pregnant.
playlist • backburner by niki • common by zayn • dos mil 16 by bad bunny • used to this by camila cabello • astronomy by conan gray • lovers by anna of the north • lover of mine by 5sos • this love by taylor swift • julia by lauv •
volume two
CEOs & ARRANGEMENTS MASTERLIST
taglist (open): @iloveoceaneyesss @abdiitcryy @chimajeyn @sjakewrld @loves0ft @duolingofanaccount @ufoundme @sunghoons-mole @tobiosbbyghorl @dasa3040 @monkeybabyzz @snowysung @wonyofanclub @prdxinvade @dearhee @zhrtics @woinswoo @rerequire @in2jhae @darkreymbow @ahnneyong @uuwonniee @hueningluvbotsworld @iwuvjay @zen003xx @pshchives
author's note: So sorry for the delay, I'm still not done with volume two, and I wanted to have ready before publishing volume one, but I'm very impatient. The story is so long (it's 39k long at this point) that I had to divide it in two parts. I'm really anxious, because I don't know if this is good... but here you go. Also, the story is narrated mostly on the MCs views, not in first person, but mostly in the ambience that she is around.
PROLOGUE; And for once, I don't care about what you want. As long as we keep talking
It wasn't that the hospital bed was uncomfortable. It's the ambience, the situation that you just got into that made you uncomfortable.
Jongseong wasn't showing any type of expression, he was just standing, staring at the floor, maybe at his feet. You swore that his soul was wandering somewhere around the room.
You should've ended things sooner.
Maybe it was your fault, somehow.
ACT ONE; I can't lie, it feels nice that you're calling. You sound sad and alone, and you're stalling
Ever since you had memory, Sunghoon has been your best friend. You were both polar opposites, but somehow you still got along perfectly. While Sunghoon was way more reserved, introverted and shy, you were outgoing, talkative and extroverted. Wherever Hoon went, you would follow him as well, as a baby chick following her mother.
And of course you weren't a stranger to Sunghoon's family. The Parks were very well-known around the continent, but it wasn't because of that. Your parents knew very well the five-membered family. As well, you were born in an old money family, from a very old business in the country. They had a very good friendship with The Parks, and that's how you met Sunghoon.
You would always visit the mansion with a huge smile on your face.
"Do you want more donuts, Bellie?" Hoonie asked, his cutesy twelve-year old face, stuffed with the strawberry jam-filled dessert. You held back a giggle, trying hard not to laugh. "Yes, obviously." Soon, you grabbed a donut from the counter. It had a delicious vanilla frosting, but on the inside it contained a nutella filling.
Bellie, Belle.
Those were the nicknames that the family gave you, well… Jay gave you that nickname. It started when you started dressing up as Belle from 'The Beauty and The Beast' every single halloween. Jay kept the name to joke around with you, but it soon became a way that they called you to express how dearly they loved you.
When you played around with dolls, it was a completely different story. With your friends, you used to play with baby dolls, pretending to be mother's taking care of their children.
But some of them didn't truly believe the name that you gave to your "baby".
"What's her name again?" The four year old in front of you asked. She didn't understand what you were saying.
While your friends gave their "babies" names like: Areum, Young-sun, and Lily. You, on the other hand, gave your "child" the following name…
"Noa, her name is Noa."
The kids looked at you weirdly, it wasn't a name that you usually heard, but you had always liked it.
Your parents had taken you on a business trip to Japan, alongside your older sister. They took you both to their offices in the country, where other kids would wait for their parents.
You were left alone, your sister leaving you behind to play with other children. You tried to play around with other kids, but they seemed to ignore, find you annoying, even, because of your chatty attitude.
The only kid who did not ignore you was a girl two years older than you, she was obviously smaller, but she was educated and sweet, and with the knowledge that she had, she held your hand taking you somewhere else to play.
"Play hide and seek?" Those were her first words towards you. "Of course!"
You were only happy that you got to play with somebody, that somebody was not ignoring. You just played around with her, both of your tiny legs looking for places to hide around the building.
And when the end of the day came, and you were being scolded by your mother to hurry up, you finally asked her:
"What's your name?" You said grabbing your glitter backpack.
"My name… is Noa."
The name sounded beautiful to you, something that you'd never heard before. And you remembered her, because she was the only kid who did not blatantly ignore you.
"Daddy, what does Noa mean?"
Your father had complete knowledge of that foreign language, within seconds he had answered your questions.
"It's a really nice name, it means 'from love' in japanese. Why do you ask?"
"I met a girl today, she was named that way, and I thought that the name was pretty."
That was the origin of that name that caused your friends to turn their heads, with time they got used to it, but they always found it curious.
As you were both enjoying your dessert, a presence came into the room. "I thought I told you to leave me one of those." You both turned around to see his older brother.
You were four years old when you first met Jay. Sunghoon had become your play partner and the rest of the kids were on a trip to the United States.
They had finally come back home and at first you weren't that interested, but when you first saw Jay coming through the entrance door, your heart gained experience for what a palpitation was, at least that's what your younger self thinks. For you, he was the most handsome boy you had ever seen, that childhood love that every girl would like to have for themselves.
"Sorry, they were way too delicious, they might have gone to waste." You said with a smirk on your lips. Nearly shoving the donut to his face.
Jay rolled his eyes, a small laugh coming out of his mouth.
"You are something else, if you continue like this you might as well just corrupt my brother with your silly personality."
"I'm sorry, but my personality is not silly." You got up from the seat, standing up in front of him.
For him, you could be a beautiful ray of sunshine one day, and the other you could be a huge gremlin, there was no in between.
"Sometimes it can be… you don't need to get so mad just because somebody finds you cute most of the time." "But I thought-"
He said lowering down his eyebrow, his hands laying on top of your shoulders. Jay sometimes made you feel things that you simply couldn't explain. You weren't in love with him, you just found him very attractive, and handsome…If someone would've told you would be feeling this way towards a boy, you were pretty sure that you wouldn't be friends with Sunghoon if it was because of that.
"When I say silly…I mean cute. Don't really want another cute person close to me, except you."
A sudden flush took over your cheeks, and till this day you are way too sure that something inside of him lighted up, right inside his soul.
But that wasn't the first close encounter you had with Jay.
Sometimes, things got way too intimate.
People knew you in high school as the witty, and silly girl, a ray of sunshine that illuminated the beautiful light blue sky. You made friends very easily, and were actually a good student.
You still hung out with Sunghoon during the school breaks, but because you were in different classes, you didn't see each other as much at school…but you did at home.
Still, the both of you tried your best to see each other at school.
It was one of those days where you waited for Sunghoon at lunch hour, the rest of the Parks were in the same class as Hoon. So, it wasn't a surprise for them that you were waiting for their youngest brother.
Even though you felt fazed at the moment, going back to what happened that morning. You had a small problem with one of your classes, chemistry to be exact.
It wasn't your forte, but you always gave your all, even though sometimes you felt a little bit lazy.
When your mother received your report card, a few days ago, she just focused on the B- that you had gotten in that class.
Among the various 'As' that you'd gotten, she only focused on that class. She scolded you, not only that… She yelled at you.
"Such a disappointment! How are you going to take care of a business with these horrible grades?!" She pressed her hand on your arm, as you looked at your sister, she gave you back a look of pity.
"Eunji, you don't have to be that way, it's just a grade, she does great in every single other class." "If you keep justifying her, she'll stay behind her sister and will continue to be a failure."
It wasn't like you weren't used to being called that way, it didn't bother you anymore, other than that it just made you realize that you would prove your mother wrong no matter what, you would be nothing like her.
"Hey, Sunghoon isn't done yet. You'll have to wait for a little while." Jay said getting close to you at the doorway
You still didn't understand why he never wore his uniform correctly. His school jacket was on, with the unbuttoned school shirt underneath.
And for some reason, he always wore a rock band t-shirt underneath his outfit.
By that time, Jay's hair was cut short. Bangs hanging on his forehead. Which was a problem, because for you… He looked hot. Jay was a good student, but with his image it didn't seem like it.
Girls were always trying to get his attention, as well as his brothers'. It was reasonable, they were incredibly handsome, but for you, Jay was something else.
"Yeah, I don't really mind." You responded, shrugging your shoulders
Jay examined you from head to toe. The way you looked down at your feet, the way your dark bangs covered your face, the way your skin glistened close to the sun and how your pink tinted lips would perfectly fit on his.
He also noticed your scent, a scent of cinnamon and vanilla glaze. It just made him more attracted to you.
Jongseong let a finger get close to your face, he then used three of his digits to move a piece of hair from your face placing it behind your ear. It felt like a light brush against your skin.
"You had a hair sticking out." The boy said with confidence. Your scent makes its way into his nostrils, as if you were tempting him into kissing you. He wondered what your lips tasted like? Did they taste exactly how you smelled like? Sweet and yummy?
On the other hand, your heart was beating irrationally, and soon you felt like your stomach was pressing against your ribs. Why was Jay making you feel such things?
"I can take you somewhere else, that way you won't miss your lunch." Jongseong's voice took you out of your trance in a complete surprise.
"And where would you take me?" You asked suddenly, gaining confidence.
"I know a place." He said getting closer to your body. You felt yourself heat up on the inside. "What about Sunghoon?" You came up with an excuse.
Jay looked back into the classroom. A focused Sunghoon getting in his view, still invested in his notebook.
"He won't mind." The boy said looking back at you, a smirk adorning his lips. "But-"
"Trust me, Y/N. Let's go." He held a grip on your arm, carefully guiding you to wherever he was taking you.
He somehow managed to take you to a place outside of the school territory. It was a burger place, decorated with hanging plants, cacti on the floor and white long couches that sat around the restaurant.
Jay guided you towards one of the couches, a table in front of you.
You both proceeded to order from the menu. Shy to order anything without having your wallet in hand, just having a few dollars in your pockets, Jay said the following. "Don't worry, order anything you want. Lunch is on me."
You nervously shook your head. "No, no. I'll pay for my own food." "It's alright, I'll pay for you. I don't mind." He smiled.
In the end, both of you ordered what caught your interest from the menu. And when it arrived, you were ready to devour. You know those delicious hamburgers with a juicy patty and that magnificent melted cheese? Well, that's what you were devouring, including those delicious cheese balls that you always liked.
"Can I have some?" Jay asked, pointing at the basket full of the delightful appetizers.
"Well… Let me think about it." You said while grabbing a cheese ball. A hum escaped your lips as you pretended to think about giving him the snack. "Ok, you can have it."
Jay happily grabbed the cheese ball from your hand, and just as he cheerily ate the snack you giggled underneath your breath. For you, he looked cute. And you continue to enjoy your lunch together, sometimes the silence that you would be in after a conversation, would be comfortable and warming.
Sometimes you didn't notice how he would stare at you in awe, as if he was seeing a hidden wonder from the world.
And then you asked him something, "Have you thought about what your grandfather told Sunghoon?" The inquiry you made had caused Jay to get out of his trance. He looked at you with strange eyes, as if he was thinking about what he wanted to answer.
His grandfather had always been skeptical, also a little bit stressful. When the boys were just little kids, he kept talking about how they had to continue the family business. They were just five at the moment, and they didn't understand what he meant. But as they grew older they soon got a hold of the situation.
'Park Enterprises' has been a family business since 1962, exactly founded by Mr. Park, it started as a small office, a business to start technological advancements. Soon, the company grew to be huge, having three different branches in South Korea.
SPE, or The Southern Branch, is the one in charge of the Nanotechnological Advancements. NPE, also called The Northern Branch, is the one who takes care of the Communicative Technological Advancements. Meanwhile WPE, or The Western Branch, is the one in charge of Healthcare Technological Advancements.
The enterprise had become an empire that had spread around the world. With different sucursals in Italy, U.S, even some countries of Latin America. It was clear that it was a very successful business, a well known name that was stuck to the public's mouth.
No matter what happened, the brothers saw this business as their future responsibility. They wanted to make their family proud, and they were ready for whatever they had to do for the family business, even if it was not what they wanted.
"If my family thinks that it's for the best, then I'll do whatever they want me to do." You looked at him, raising your eyebrows with curiosity and surprise. You always say Jay as a man that was stubborn and obstinate, if he didn't like something he would say it, and he wasn't someone to give in easily.
So, you scoffed. "That sounds so weird coming from you." He raised his head looking at you. Jay knew that somehow you were right. He didn't want to be brainwashed by his family, but that business was his family's pride and joy. He wasn't ready to let them down.
"What do you mean?" Jongseong pretended to be clueless. A sigh escaped your lips.
"Jay, you can't have kids when you are just 17." You stated calmly. "You also can't get married at your age, you are too young."
It wasn't that you were saying it just because of Jay. You were saying that to yourself too. The reason why you had met 'The Park Family' in the first place was because you came from an old money family.
Your family owned a business, 'Baezen Corp'. An investment company that has been led by your family from various decades and generations. Your older sister was the first in line to take charge of the president position in the company, meanwhile your family still analyzed what position you would have under the business (if that's what you wanted), as you were still young and they still wanted to check if you were perfect for the family business… and with the way that your mother saw you, you found it a little far away.
"They didn't say when they plan to engage me with someone." He muttered under his breath.
You slightly shook your head in disappointment, trying your best to alleviate the bad energy that you had just provoked.
"Also, do you even have an idea of who you want to marry? What exactly do you look for in a girl?"
Jay, then raised his head to look at you. He parted his lips getting ready to start talking, as if he already planned what to say even before you asked the question.
"I'm looking for a girl that is sweet, a girl that looks like an exact representation of the moon, but that her personality is just like the very rays of the sun falling into the ocean waves." He proceeded to stare at you, looking deeply into your eyes, as if he could read your soul. Jay's cat eyes shone from enchantment, anticipation, almost as if he was under a spell.
A spell that you might have put on him, his gaze was enough to make your heart race, and to make your fingers tingle from excitement.
"I want a girl who is intelligent and has a passion for learning. A girl that smells like cinnamon spice and vanilla. I'm looking for a girl whose lips will taste just like an exquisite dessert. And lastly, her eyes have to shine like the moon reflects itself on the water when she looks at what she loves and desires… Just like you, right now."
His last words made you blink in shock, you hadn't noticed how hard you were staring at him. But it seemed that at some point you might have been under the spell that he had been just a few seconds before.
"Sorry, it's just that your description sounded so poetic, I didn't know you could be so romantic." "There are some things that you don't know about me." He smiled.
You cleared your throat before proceeding. "Where have you seen a girl like that, anyway?"
You saw the boy get closer to you, moving his seat right beside you. Then, he moved his hand close to your locks, moving them away from your face.
"It might surprise you, but I'm staring at her right now."
That was the moment that your breath got stuck somewhere around your respiratory system. As if you had forgotten all of a sudden how to breathe.
You had expected Jay to tell you all those things. Yes, he was a tease sometimes, but never intimate with his words.
"Jay."
For a second your lips parted, and you felt that you were getting closer to each other, as if your lips were to touch at any time. The boy creeped a hand down to your neck, causing small tickles on your skin. His eyes were now dazed, left with nothing but a small glimmer.
And then the phone rang, Jay's phone to be exact.
You both backed away quickly, and you nervously passed your hands on your skirt, as if you were trying to keep it clean.
"I-It's Sunghoon, we better hurry. Class is about to start." This time he didn't look at you. It was like he was ashamed or was simply just shying away from you.
"Yeah, you are right."
It wasn't a few hours later, when you were at their house that things got intense. You had asked Hoon to help you with some homework, but he told you something that you weren't expecting.
"I don't really remember any of this, but you can ask Jay for some help."
And that's how you ended up at their study room, with Jay right beside you, giving a quick eye to your chemistry book, before turning to the next page.
How was it that he smelled so good? Just like amber and citrus, a small touch of wood but also warm.
How was it that he caused you to want to crawl out of your skin? The fact that he wasn't bothered to help even though he had better things to do, was causing a small race in your heart.
"It isn't that hard, it's actually quite easy. You just have to identify the components and use the formula. The formula is not that hard either- Bae, are you listening?" He waved his hand in front of you, causing you to wake up from your trance.
"I thought I lost you there." You looked directly at his lips, the mark at the middle of the skin calling your attention. It was as if they were calling you, calling your lips. You wanted to kiss him.
You inhaled deeply, getting ready for what you were going to say.
"Can you finish what you started?" Jay looked at you confused. "What do you mean?"
It was now you, who got close to him. Your hand making itself comfortable at his cheeks, the naughty of your thumb rubbing the end of his sharp jaw.
"Can you finish what you started? Please." You said with a little plea in your voice, like your body was desperate for his lips.
Jay looked hesitant, but he didn't waste a second to pull the same move that he did at the restaurant. His fingers guiding themselves to your hair, and softly caressing it in a comforting way.
"If we kiss then, I don't think I will be able to stop." "Then don't, just stop until you've finished what you provoked in me."
And that's when it happened, when the soft flesh touched yours, how you felt them pressing against your upper lip. He then moved them trying to start a monotonous movement. You felt his hands then at the bottom of your hips, your skirt being the only thing that stopped them from touching your skin.
You both felt as if you were running out of air, so you slowly disconnected your lips from the other.
Your hand was still stuck to his jaw, and you stayed like that until you came out from your dazy phase.
"I-I have to go back home." You stood up from the sofa, grabbing your stuff and letting your feet lead you to the door.
A while after that, both you and Jay pretended that nothing ever happened, and getting close to each other caused certain things on your skin, you were way too nervous to be around each other.
The Park Brothers graduated high school and that just meant that they were a step closer to getting what their family wanted.
You followed their steps two years later, and even though they were occupied with college, they still had some time to enjoy with you. It wasn't the same as it was before, but it was still fun and joyful.
But, it wasn't until you were twenty-one that something happened. It wasn't disheartening, it was just weird and obviously unexpected. You knew that you had feelings for Jay, you couldn't deny it. It was the butterflies and pixie dust that you felt every time you were with him.
"Unnie? Is something going on?" You asked as you walked into the backyard. Your parents were sitting across the huge table that decorated the garden. Your sister, Juni stayed at a distance, like she was trying to keep the situation from getting more awkward. She wanted to be there, but not didn't really want to invade your space.
"Mom and Dad have something to tell you. We thought that it would be better if we stayed here so you could take fresh air." Juni softly grabbed your arm guiding you towards a chair that was just in front of your parents seat.
You adjusted the skirt of your dress, and then noticed the serious expression on their faces. Mr. Bae and Mrs. Gwan, two successful business leaders that were well respected by the public. These were their faces when they had a critical meeting, when they needed to be direct and strict towards some clients.
"Is something wrong?"
And that was the same expression that they taught you just by doing it themselves. Something that no client wanted to see, neither any single worker and worse, their own daughters.
"Dear, you know how important Baezen Corp is to us. It's been an essential part of our family for a long time, and the thing is that joining our hands with other companies wouldn't be a bad idea, especially if it means for the future of the business."
You frowned at your father's words. Not because you found it weird, but because you already knew all those things.
"I know, father. You've been telling me that ever since I have memory, but it terrifies me what you want to tell me."
Your parents glanced at each other. Getting ready to tell you the news.
"Darling, your sister is soon becoming the president of Baezen Corp. and that means that she is going to need a vice-president by her side to help her manage the company. And you've proven to us that you deserve that spot." Your jaw fell in surprise, you never thought that you would be vice-president for Baezen Corp. You thought that you weren't good enough, but your parents have now proved you wrong.
"Is it really? I can't believe this. Thank you so much, I promise that I won't fail you." You stood up from happiness, but your sister put her hands on your shoulders for you to sit back down.
"That's not all we have to say, dear. There's more to communicate, and we don't know how you'll react." The smile from your face fell.
"How I'll react? How I'll react to what?"
Juni gave them a short glance before they continued speaking.
Your mother cleared her throat. "Y/N, we've been talking a lot with The Park Family, about how we want our business to grow and how we want it to last for many years."
"And we thought that it would be better if we join our businesses to make a new branch, where the next generation of our family will be in charge. So, not only are our companies joining together, but also our families."
This was the moment where you knew what they were talking about, this wasn't about you taking the position of Baezen's future vice-president. This was about your family making sure that you kept on for various generations. That was when your father spoke up again.
"Dear, you are getting married to Park Jongseong."
There was a huge fog that fulfilled your mind, and it felt like the world was moving all of the sudden. You weren't ready to get married, and it wasn't because of Jay, it was just that you wanted to get married in your own will, with somebody you loved and that loved you back.
Your body went numb and you felt your legs shutting their nerves down, as if you had gone paralyzed by the shock.
"Y/N, you got to understand that it's all for a major good." The voice of your mother sounded so distant and incoherent, as if you were underneath the water. You could feel your sister's hand across your shoulders, soothing you into a state that was supposed to be calm, but instead you just felt confused and lost.
You didn't want to get married.
You could not get married.
Because…
Jay didn't love you.
At least, that's what you feared...
ACT TWO; And whether we're free-willed or predestined, clearly I've not learned my lesson, even now. Hope he doesn't strike me down.
For the following week, you were dazed, nervous and stressed. Your special task was to maintain a peace of mind that you simply didn't have at that moment.
It was as if your brain was on fire, you were full of a million questions that weren't being answered for you.
Did Jay know any of this?
Was he in the same state as you were?
Did he approve any of it?
Did he hate you?
The less that you wanted was Jay to hate you, you wanted the exact opposite. But you didn't want to force him to love you.
At the moment, you were at one of the tables from a luxurious hotel. It was a company party… Park Enterprises' party, to be exact.
You felt embarrassed to be there, but your mom's tightening grip kept you in that place, her fingers hurting the delicate skin of your arm.
How red would it be after that…
Your entire family was there, not only because they were friends, but because your engagement had a lot to do with it.
Hands went to a glass of wine that had been given to you by one of the waiters, you drank a few sips, enjoying the taste of grapefruit and kiwi that the alcoholic drink contained.
The clinking of a spoon against a wine glass was heard across the room. The Parks had rented the whole building just for this event, and even though it didn't seem pleasing for the management, it was beneficial for the hotel owners.
"Dear guests, I hope you are having a pleasing evening. Thanks for coming to the celebration of Park Enterprises' 60th anniversary." Mrs. Park wore a long black dress, it had small pieces of diamonds decorating the torso of the clothing, she wore long sleeves and her jet black hair was down.
She looked so young and happy, like she had just found a lucky charm for a special collection. She looked… Proud.
"But, we are not only here for that. We are here also, to celebrate something really important."
"Soon next year, our son, Park Jongseong will become the chief executive officer of Park Enterprises' Southern Branch." Those sudden words made your heart leap up to your throat. Jay was finally taking his family's footsteps and for some reason that got you scared. That could mean that you both wouldn't spend as much time together as a couple. You would be vice-president of Baezen Corp. and Jay would lead the Southern Branch as its CEO.
People clapped from joy, or maybe compromise, you could care less, but being at the party just made you wish for some fresh air.
Maybe it was because you couldn't keep your eyes away from Jay, he looked so elegant with his tux, not only that, but he also looked hot.
You walked away from the room, going towards the pool area, the water being an artificial blue, looking just like a blue flame. The area was big and nice, with a clear view towards the city lights of Seoul and its buildings. There were various pool beds, big and round with white sheets, but gray borders. You sat on one of them, right below a louvered roof that was connected to a wall.
The thought of Jay being your soon-to-be- husband was terrifying, not because you were marrying him, but because the thought of him hating you because of it was eating you alive.
But there was another thought on your mind. Your first kiss. It was with Jay, he was your first kiss, and for you, the fire that was coming up inside your body that day was coming back the moment you saw him with that tux, he looked so professional and mysterious, as if his aura was different.
Jay had always been confident, but this time it was different, he looked… powerful. Ready for everything and anything.
You caressed your exposed leg, eyeing the soft fabric of your white, short dress. You kicked off your heels, feeling them press against your ankle.
The water from the pool was moving, but in a calm way, you tried concentrating on it, trying to forget about everything that was going on. For one night you just wanted to relax and forget.
A shriek escaped your lips when you felt contact within your skin. It was a hand, and when you turned around, you fell deeply into that familiar and deep gaze.
"Why aren't you at the party?" You brushed Jay's hand off from your shoulder. "I needed some fresh air, it was a little bit suffocating in there."
Jongseong passed a hand through his hair, keeping it away from his face. "Are you okay? Be honest with me, Y/N."
No, you weren't okay, there was something strange building up inside you, the fingerprints of your hands wanted to touch him so bad, it was a necessity at that point.
"I'm okay, it's just… you know, things have been weird recently and it can be kinda overwhelming."
Jay knew that there was something that you weren't telling him, you were hiding something, and deep inside him, he wanted to uncover it and at the same time he wanted to kiss you so profoundly that you would both forget your names.
"You are lying, baby." He grabbed your chin, making you look at him. Jay needed you so bad, he was done hard for you, head over heels.
You inhaled before answering again. "I don't want to be your wife if you don't love me."
"This isn't about love, Y/N. This is about our families… but that doesn't mean that I don't feel something for you right now." Jay looked at your lips, they were glossy and red.
Beautiful, he thought.
"Do you love me, Ms. Bae?" You feared what would happen if you answered that question truthfully, and Jay did too.
"I don't, Mr. Park." You lied with an awkward smirk, you shamelessly lied, and somewhere inside him, Jay knew that you were lying.
And Jay swore that his heart shattered when he heard those words come out of your mouth. So, he came up with the next question.
"Do you lust for me, Ms. Bae?" His eyes turned dark with curiosity.
"I do, Mr. Park." You whispered underneath your breath. Your face being inches from touching. "Do you lust for me, Mr. Park?" You said feeling his lips almost brush yours.
"You already know the answer to that." And with that, he kissed you. And he did roughly, it was so rough that you grabbed his hair as your lips crashed against each other.
His hands moved towards your hips as they did the first time. He didn't want to ruin this, you didn't want to ruin this.
You loved each other and you knew it, but your biggest fear, for the both of you, was that your arranged marriage would kill off that passionate love that you felt ever since you were teens.
You both knew you lied, but it was better to know that lie than knowing the truth and then it being shattered.
And when he laid you on that bed, you both knew that this was the start of something new.
A beautiful and lustful lie.
ACT THREE; After everything you put me through, I somehow still believe in you.
Your heart was about to break through your chest, all because what was happening at the moment was completely unbelievable. When you were little, you always had this fantasy that you would get married to Jay, your parents always said it as a joke and to play around with you, but you never thought that it would actually become a real thing.
Because right now, you had Jay dressed up as a groom in front of you, his hair back, only a few strands in front of his face.
The way his warm hands held your cold ones, and the way you felt your heart fluttering because he was right there, in just a few minutes Jay was going to be all yours, your husband.
It was just the way that you felt your feet go numb by knowing that he was about to say his vows to you.
He looked so unreal and so elegant, but if you could be inside his mind in that instant you would've been overwhelmed by how overestimated Jay's brain was at the moment.
Jongseong thought you looked so beautiful, and the way you pressed your lips in nervousness was heartwarming. He knew that at heart he wanted to be with you, so bad. He'd never had such strong feelings for anyone before, in his entire life.
Seeing you right now, Jay realized how bad he wanted things to work out, how bad he wanted you to be his wife. But he was afraid, he was afraid to grow attached to you, because he was afraid that after this you would both end up heartbroken.
"I, Jay, take you, Y/N, for my lawful wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part. I will love and honor you all the days of my life." He meant that last part, with his whole heart he meant it, how could he not love you.
But how can you love someone and also be afraid of loving them?
"I, Y/N, take you, Jay, for my lawful husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part. I will love and honor you all the days of my life."
Your parents were watching, both of your families were watching how their kids were fearful to love somebody with such passion. How could you be able to survive something like this? Pretend you both didn't love each other just for the mere fact of fear.
The ring exchange was just around the corner and everything just felt more surreal, as if you were stuck in a dream, a dream that was magical, but also painful.
The rings were presented to you, Jay grabbing yours, a beautiful ring with a shining heart-shaped diamond on its center.
You swore you saw his hand change, but he was shaking in anticipation, in amusement. Jay held back a chuckle, trying to keep it cool, but he gave a quick glance to you with a nervous smile, lips sealed together.
"With this ring I, Jay, take you, Y/N, to be no other than yourself. Loving what I know of you, and trusting what I do not yet know, I will respect your integrity and have faith in your abiding love for me, through all our years, and in all that life may bring us." Jongseong slides the ring on your finger, feeling the cold sensation of the sacred ring in your digit.
You gave him a warm smile, a smile that he dearly loved ever since he was a kid.
"With this ring I, Y/N, take you, Jay, to be no other than yourself. Loving what I know of you, and trusting what I do not yet know, I will respect your integrity and have faith in your abiding love for me, through all our years, and in all that life may bring us." Now the both of you had a ring in your fingers that joined you together, you were now one and only one.
You could daydream a life with Jay, but you couldn't envision it in your day to day life. Not because you didn't desire it, because it all felt so unreal.
You were now getting married to somebody whom you were afraid to admit that you loved. And he was feeling exactly the same.
The both gave each other a glance, your eyes connected, not being able to pull them apart from the other.
"By the power vested in me by the state, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now seal your union and the promises you've made to each other this day with a kiss."
You looked at each other for a moment, this was it, you were now sealed by sacred union.
"May I?" Jay whispered.
You nodded your head with a shy smile on your lips. "You may"
The feeling of Jay's soft lips on top of yours was warm, candid, and sweet. Cheers from people could be heard from behind you…
From now on, you were husband and wife.
"This place is really nice, it's really pretty."
You had arrived at a hotel in Bali, something that your parents had planned, which was not a surprise. The flight was quiet and peaceful, Jay fell asleep on your shoulder, which caused your stomach to do weird tricks in you, you were more than nervous.
"I want to get to the pool first." Jay said placing your bags at a corner of a room. You felt his presence coming closer to you, his warmth betrayed him completely.
"So, can I call you Mrs. Park now? It has a nice ring to it." He placed his head near the crook of your neck, causing your skin to go ticklish that it made you shrugged. "Somebody's sensitive." Jay got away from your neck, but before getting away could do that, he placed a quick peck on your skin, which caused your cheeks to redden.
"And also shy."
He propped himself on the bed, his back resting against the bed frame. Jay took off his black leather jacket, letting it fall beside him.
You walked up to him, setting yourself on the large queen bed, sitting right beside him. "Can't believe I'm married to you." Jay murmured.
"Is that supposed to be a good thing or a bad thing?" You asked him with curiosity, he could feel your gaze on him. "I don't know, you'll have to figure it out." He turned his to the side to look at you, raised eyebrows, cocky expression. "You are such a tease." You whispered.
Something overpowered you, as you let your legs guide you to where your soul wanted to go. You found yourself resting on top of Jay, on his lap, your eyes looking at his lips and then looking at his sharp cat eyes.
You felt his hands naughtly making themselves comfortable on your hips, the right one rubbing your lower back, he roughly pulled you closer to him and you grabbed his shoulders adjusting your body to his figure.
"I want you to kiss me right now." His smirk was such a provocative point and the way he missed the taste of your lips made him want you closer to him. "I was already thinking about that."
He pulled you closer to him, your lips sealed against the other as he tasted your lips and the vanilla flavor they had. He continued to caress your hips in a caring manner and you finished the night with the both of you feeling the warmth of each other's skin as you hugged the other.
The sun fell through the window as you blinked trying to keep the sleep away, you got up to the bathroom just to wash your face and do your skin care before finally washing your teeth.
You heard the water running and knew that Jay was getting ready for work.
"Good morning!" You said with your mouth full of toothpaste foam. "Good Morning!" Jay responded as he washed away his soap.
You continued with your routine as the morning went on, you cooked breakfast and prepared Jay's lunch bag.
"Belle I'm leaving!" You heard his voice soon, noticing that he was already by the exit. "Wait, your lunch bag." You sprinted towards him.
"Thanks." You saw his sweet smile, being completely grateful for your efforts and your food.
He loved when you did that, when you cooked for him, but he preferred when he cooked for you, he loved doing things for you and it was slowly becoming a habit of his.
"See you at night." Jay pulled you closer to give you a quick peck in your lips, before caressing your cheek.
You saw him go away and you stayed at the frame of the door as you heard the engine go off and him driving away.
With that, you got ready yourself and packed your stuff to get ready to work. That was the way that you started your day ever since you got married, and you definitely liked it.
"Thanks as always, Heeseung."
You had gotten off from your car, whose driver was your secretary, Heeseung. He was new to the business, but he was organized and really respectful. He parked your car at the covered parking lot of the company.
The small sound of your sneakers pierced through the walls of the underground lot. You had Heeseung behind you, who wore a dark suit with a blue-patterned tie.
You walked right through the glass double doors that guided to the building offices, you checked yourself through the glass, making sure that your outfit was well arranged.
A satin primrose dress was adjusted to your body, but it kept itself away from your shoulders, a similar colored belt defined your waist, a pair of beige shorts hugged your thighs and a pair of platform sneakers covered your feet.
"Heeseung, please contact President Bae. We have a meeting with the council, do you think you can remind her of it?" The young man agreed, quickly taking out his phone to contact your sister.
"Good Morning, Mrs. Bae!"
"Good morning, Mrs." A pair of coworkers greeted you after they heard you walk through the doors.
You greeted back with a warm smile as you led yourself to your office. Heeseung opened the other set of glass doors for you, and then you left your bag on the desk to sit on the soft white leather chair.
It annoyed you that your mother had called just to tell you that she thought that your work could be better, that she was disappointed with your levels of work. Even though you slept late most of the time to make up for what your sister missed, and taking care of the arrivals of new clients.
Throughout the rest of your day, you checked the work of the staff and completed the work that your sister couldn't do at the time, you scheduled some meetings and at some point of the day you received a visit from a dear friend of yours.
"How's my Bellie doing?" Hoon was always occupied, ever since he took charge of The Northern Branch he was always taking care of something in the company building, not only that but, also overseas, it was like he lived farther away than before. He was always somewhere far, like the U.S, Europe, even other countries of Asia.
"Sunghoon, it's good to see you." You got up from your desk to hug him. He'd recently been in Los Angeles, to make a deal with a communication company for a further partnership. "I was just walking around the area, decided to pay you a visit." He ruffled your hair making it a small mess
You both sat down at one of the tables in your office, you offered an ice coffee with a dessert.
"I thought you would have a girlfriend already, you know, have settled down." "You know that I don't really want a relationship right now." Sunghoon had always been like that, he had always thought that he needed some time for himself before getting into a relationship. He felt bad for rejecting various girls, he wasn't capable of breaking their heart, but he wasn't gonna force himself into a partnership either.
"How's married life going?"
He bit down the glazed donut with strawberry jam filling, it reminded him of his childhood years and how much fun he had during those.
"Everything is going great, though I believe that we can improve some things."
You remembered how things were a few months ago, and how you had been feeling since.
The fact that your parents planned a honeymoon after your wedding was just perfect for you.
Jay was excited that day and you were more than him. After all, you were finally married, which sounded so weird to say out loud.
You spent a lot of time together, but back at home it wasn't any different. You stuck to each other for everything. If Jay was cooking, you were there, if you were working at the home office, he was there.
And the intimacy… was the way to compensate for the words that you feared to say.
But, you sometimes doubted if what you felt was lust, or if it was love. You knew there was love, but there was always some fear to express it. And that wasn't really healthy.
You thought that if you just kept it there, you would both be perfect as it was. You didn't want to ruin anything, because then…there was no turning back, there was no fixing anything.
And you didn't want to lose Jay, and he didn't want to lose you.
So, if that meant being inside each other's backburner, then you would do anything to keep him.
Sometimes it was sad, you wanted to hear Jay saying "I love you." You wanted to scream those words out loud.
A time later after having a conversation with Sunghoon, he left.
You got out of work, bring various documents with you. Waving goodbye to your co-workers, you got your phone out to contact Heeseung.
Your white nails clicked against the back of your cellphone. The fake gems in your fingernails shined because of the sun reflecting on them.
The phone rang a few times, but then it sent you to voicemail. You rang it a few more times, waiting for Heeseung to pick up, but he never did. So you called Haewon instead.
"Hey, Haewonie! Have you seen Heeseung? He isn't picking up my calls."
"Sorry dear, I haven't. He went out in a hurry a few hours ago, so I haven't seen him since." You then thanked her and hung up quickly.
A thought came into your mind.
Jay has picked you up before, but you didn't wanna bother him. It was wednesday, so I went out of work early that day.
You gave it a second thought before finally calling him.
You waited a few rings, before you finally heard his voice. "Hello?"
A sigh from relief came out of your throat. "Hey! How's everything going?" You asked, trying to be polite.
"I'm good, a little bit tired, but I'm heading back home. Are you there already?" A finger unconsciously rolled one of your locks, you continued playing with your hair as you enjoyed the sound of your husband's voice.
"About that… You think you can pick me up from the office? I don't know where Heeseung is, so I was wondering if-"
"I'll be there in a minute."
He interrupted you all of the sudden, making you smile warmly.
You waited a few minutes outside of the building, before seeing the characteristic car that was always parked in your house's driveway.
The windows lowered down, showing a Jay that was adjusting his blazer, unbuttoning his piece of clothing revealing his white shirt.
In your eyes, he looked handsome, like always, and you kept on wondering, how was it that you got married to such an attractive man. You forced yourself to get out of your mind maze, and then let your feet guide you to the car, straight up opening the door.
"Thanks for picking me up. Don't know what happened to Heeseung, he was supposed to be here." You murmured looking at your phone. "You don't need to thank me, I'm your husband after all, I'm supposed to take care of you." You shook your head in negation.
"You can't be taking care of me all the time. I can take care of myself." Jay squeezed your thigh and then proceeded to rub his hand against it, but you put your small hand on top of his and he took it as an opportunity to grab it and rub his thumb on the skin.
"I ordered some burgers, they come with cheeseballs if you were going to ask." He looks at you for a quick second before turning back to the street.
When you reached home, you got some comfy clothing and quickly sprinted into the kitchen to hunt down your food.
It wasn't surprising that Jay was there, he was taking out the plates from the pantry and he placed them on the aisle of the kitchen. You then sat on top of it, which was a common occurrence.
Jay turned back to the aisle to see you sitting on it. He liked the view, you were wearing his oversized t-shirt with a pair of shorts, it made you look cute, but he always thought you looked cute, he always thought you were beautiful.
"Alright, there's your food, young lady." He pointed at the plate. "Cheeseburger with extra cheese, french fries and with your favorite, cheeseballs."
"Thank you, young man." You bowed how you could with your position, but you then grabbed his hands and put them around your waist. "I should give you a kiss to repay you." You softly place your lips below his, all with the usual sweetness that you carried around with you.
"You should be careful, miss, or I will die from how cute you are." You felt your heart beat stronger than before, leaving a little blush in your cheeks. You turned away trying not to get disheartened.
Don't get too attached!
And when you and Jay acted as a couple, sometimes you wished that was your normal.
With that, the weeks passed and even though it seemed like you were newlywed, you soon turned one year of marriage, and obviously, Jay's family was already asking for a grandchild, his grandfather to be exact.
You visit often, with Jay or without him. You saw him as your own grandfather, he could be grumpy sometimes, but you quickly got why Jay was so sweet and caring towards you.
His grandfather was exactly the same.
You knew where he got it from.
"Shouldn't you be resting, papa?" You played your hands on his shoulders. "I have way too much energy to be in bed, darling."
"Shouldn't your husband be here with you, instead of you being here following me around." Jay chuckled, coming right to your side. "It's just that Y/N sneaks away from me, it doesn't mean that I don't want to be with her." Jay's fingers softly traced your neck, causing a shiver to run down your spine.
"She's so sneaky that she's cute at this point." You could feel his breath right at your neck, tingles spreading through your body. "So cute that you seem heavenly to me." A blush went across your cheeks and your ears. You looked at him right in the eyes, his gaze was penetrative but it shone when he saw you, like little sparkles that flew around his orbs.
"When are you two planning on giving me a grandchild?"
You felt a shock of electricity attack your heart, it hit so hard that it made your heart beat like crazy, and for Jay it wasn't any different.
"We are still not thinking about that, we are trying to enjoy what we have right now."
"Then enjoy it quickly, I'm pretty sure that you two will have a little one running around our family house in no time."
And with that, things became a little bit uncomfortable on the way back home, you both stayed quiet for a while.
That was until…
"Do you wish to have children, Belle?" The question took you out of your thoughts, but it didn't surprise you after what had happened but at the family house.
"I-I mean, if you don't want to have children it's fine, I'll be fine with whatever you want."
His words stroke your heart, he wasn't forcing you to have kids just for his family's sake. He was dealing to go with whatever you wanted to go with.
And that's what moved your heart.
"Jay… I do want children, it's just- we just got married, we just turned a year and maybe we just need more time just for us."
Jongseong nodded at your words, and his hand stroked your naked thigh, sometimes reaching the fabric of your dress, but with your finger you tickled his knuckles causing him to chuckle.
He pulled the car towards the sideway, the tigles that he provoked on your thighs were starting to go through your body, his hands moved from your thigh to the flesh of your neck, he softly shifted you towards him, being careful with your spine.
Jay's breath could be felt on top of your lips, he leaned closer finally closing the space between you, he moved his lips with a soft pace, until you fought with his to make the movement rougher and passionate. The butterflies that were accumulating inside your stomach were too much to bear, so parted your lips from his, just to move your legs in a way that you would be on top of him, both legs on his side.
After that, you kissed him again, your tasty lips being his temptation and his sweet dream. Jay's hand caressed your waist, making you fully sit down on top of him.
And with that you both started that night with a passionate fire.
Maybe something within you made things uncomfortable between the two of you, because after that, Jay started to realize that maybe you would never have a normal marriage, you both knew about it, but throughout this time, he just became more subconscious about the topic.
Your footsteps could be heard from downstairs, even though you were barefooted. A black blazer staring at you from the living room, resting at the sofa… Beside it were a few oversized sweatshirts that you wore all the time.
The smell of sweet honey and orange juice could be smelled around the house. Jay likes that smell, it was his second favorite, right after your scent and the taste of your lips, that cinnamon scent.
Even though he could feel the smell of his breakfast go through his nostrils, he was actually in a hurry, he'd actually been in a hurry since a month ago. You hadn't had the time to speak to him a lot like before and that saddened you, really deeply.
You heard the sound of his shoes through the stairs as you packed his lunch bag. It contained pancakes covered in honey and caramel, and his lunch, which was pasta salad.
Jay was already near the exit, with his bag already packed, so you sprinted with his lunch bag in your hands.
"Jay, here's your food." You said with a smile, but his face didn't express the same, it was as if he was bored, mad to say the least.
"Yeah, thanks." He grabbed the bag and opened the door in a hurry. "I'll see you at night." And with that, he left. You heard the sound of the car engine turning on, and then it drove through the streets.
"See you at night."
You whisper sounds depressive, it even caused you to feel dizzy.
He didn't even say goodbye, he didn't kiss your cheek as he always did… That's how it had been a few weeks ago.
And you wondered why you expected it to be different. You thought about that moment in the morning the whole day, even in the office, you couldn't stop thinking about it.
"Has Jay not answered your calls?" Your friend, Haewon was right behind you as you dialed your husband's number for the fourth time.
"No, he's being really busy these days." You rubbed your forehead in a little bit of stress. Recently, you felt really tired, dizzy, nauseous even. You knew that an upcoming deal with a foreign company was coming up, and you were stressed out, so that could be provoking your symptoms. "You've been busy and you still bother to call, you should talk to him. Didn't you say that he was really distant recently."
Actually, you were both distant, work had a lot to do, but also the fact that you couldn't take it anymore. Even when you acted like a couple, not being able to express the love you had for each other was a real deal breaker.
The days that you felt like telling him how much you missed him, you stayed away. The days he felt like telling you how beautiful you were, he looked away. The days where you felt like finally telling each other how much you loved the other, you both parted away.
You weren't ready to be fond of him, yet. Even though you already had strong feelings for him. What if something happened and you ended up heartbroken? You weren't a conventional couple, you were arranged married, and your fears were so big that you were incapable of getting too comfortable with him.
The sound of the telephone hanging was just the thing you needed. The way your mom called once again was not a surprise to you, but it was still tiring.
"How can you be so incompetent, so stupid?!"
"You are such a failure, I don't know how you still work here?"
"Such a high position in the company and you're still a fucking idiot!"
"You look really pale, Y/N. Do you need me to bring you something to eat, drink?" "Do you think you can bring me a peppermint lemonade, Haewonie?" She nodded as you muttered a 'thank you'.
The sound of your fingers touching the keyboard was enough to cause you a big headache. You knew you could continue at home, but things were too tense there for you to peacefully work at any space of the house.
"Here's your lemonade." "Thanks, Haewon." Your hand grabbed the lemonade, taking a quick sip, enjoying the flavor of sweet peppermint, but sour lemons.
"With Hanni and Isa we are going to a brand new restaurant that they opened last week. We heard that they have great caviar and side dishes. You should come with us, have a girl's night, get your mind free from work and from everything going on at home."
You thought about it, and it sounded really fun, but the least that you wanted was to go out and then remember that you had a lot of work to do.
"I would love to, but I have a lot of papers to check on, and I need to get everything ready for the next meeting. You know that I would go if I could." "Yeah, don't worry about it. I'll make sure that next time you are completely free so we can all be together."
You nodded, thanking her for being understanding.
By the end of the day, you drove your car towards your home, with eyes heavy and a tremendous nausea that was also brought to you with dizziness.
You pulled the car away from the road as you felt a curious vile rise up your throat wanting to escape your mouth.
The car door was flung open with desperation, your feet touched the grass as you felt the vile free itself out of your mouth and go straight into the natural floor.
You gagged as you felt how the remains of your food choked you. You felt as if the air was being cut out for you and that you would stop breathing at any moment.
As you finished, you let out a sharp breath and wiped your mouth with the end of your sleeve.
A few tears fell down your cheeks and blurred your view. The thought of sitting right beside your car became true, you let your legs rest on the ground and the back of your head felt the cold material of the vehicle.
It was such a weird feeling, you'd never thrown up before ever since you were eight years old. You started to analyze how your health had deteriorated a few weeks ago, you thought it was just a bug, or maybe it was just the huge amount of work that was causing problems on your body.
You kept on saying that you needed to rest and that you would do it, but that never happened and you always postponed it.
With the little strength that you had, you managed to get to your car and let your head fall against the driver seat. You felt a little bit relieved as you felt the nausea wave get out of your body.
It took you about fifteen minutes to take a turn back home. You drove back slowly, trying your best to prevent your stomach from getting upset.
When you reached home, you noticed that Jay's car wasn't there yet, which meant that he wasn't back home.
You felt your muscles relaxed as you felt the water coming from the shower fall into your shoulders. You got into a comfy pink sweater and a pair of shorts that made your skin fuzzy. And you combed your wet hair feeling a sudden pressure at the side of your head.
The fingertips of your hands applied some weight into your head trying to stop the possible migraine that was bothering your tired body.
You went through the night trying to distract yourself from the discomfort that you felt the whole day. Even let your phone ring a few times trying to call Jay, but he never actually answered.
You didn't feel that much appetite, so you avoided making dinner for yourself and just focused on your husband's.
But you waited for him to get home, and even though the time passed he still wasn't there with you. And that was maddening, because the only thing that you wanted was him to be there.
The clock was pointing at 11:46, and just by then Jongseong was arriving. The sound of the door closing woke you up, you had fallen asleep on the couch.
At least my headache's gone.
Jay noticed that the lights were on, he knew that you were waiting for him. He didn't want you to do that, you had enough at work and you needed to rest. At least, one of you had to be well-rested.
You rubbed your eyes in an attempt to draw the sleepiness away from your body. The numb feeling, soon running away from your limbs.
He reached the living room, the first thing he saw was your exhausted figure. Jay wondered why you were still awake… Did you wait for him?
"Hey, why are you still up?" Jay put his bag down beside one of the sofas.
Even the question was maddening. He was back at home so late and you waited for him even though you had been so distant.
"I was waiting for you to arrive."
Jay sighed with disappointment. "You shouldn't be waiting for me." He blurted out, which kind of confused you. "Why?"
He smirked in annoyance, he wasn't annoyed at you, or maybe he was.
Jay wanted you to admit that you loved him, just as much as you wanted him to do the same for you. He wanted to break the cycle of lies, he wanted to stop pretending that he didn't love you. Why did you both have to lie to each other?
Because it was so obvious that you couldn't tolerate it anymore.
"Y/N, why are you acting like you actually care about me?"
You furrowed your brows in confusion, also in annoyance… How could he say that? And why would he believe that?
Hadn't you shown how much you cared for him?! Wasn't all you had done for him enough?
You couldn't believe what he was saying.
"What are you saying? Have I actually not shown how much I care about you?!" You kept your voice at a normal level, you tried not to raise your voice, you tried your best to take the situation away from the worst. "Stop lying, Belle! We know that we are both liars in this situation!"
"And that's what maddens me, because we fake every single thing as if our marriage came out of a normal situation."
Your breath shrieked in despair, as your heart continued to crumble as if it was a piece of paper that you could ruin. Why are you doing this to me? That was the only thought that could go through your mind.
Tears threatened to escape your eyes, you looked to the side trying to prevent them from going any further.
Jay just stepped up closer to you, his own heart breaking as well, just as it was beating against his chest.
He was nervous...
He was scared.
All because he felt that things were falling apart.
"You said that you didn't want to get married to me if I didn't love you… But you are still here."
Jay's hand was placed on your chin, his whispers were enough to break you, to tear you apart in a million pieces.
"I asked you if you loved me… you said no, but you never asked if I loved you." You tried to hold in your sobs, but your shaky breaths betrayed you.
Something inside you was falling apart in rage. Where was all of this coming from?
Why was he telling you all of this? Why now?
"You've already proven me why I shouldn't have asked…" You spat your words in fury. "You are asking me if I actually care about you, but…"
"Have you ever actually cared about me?"
You grabbed his hand and slowly got it away from your chin. If you ever feared about being heartbroken, now you are more afraid about what would happen next instead of what would happen in the moment.
"Y/N." Just hearing your name slip out of his tongue shattered your heart into pieces. He was heartbroken as well, he was hurt and he was more than afraid, he was terrified.
He was disappointed with himself.
"Get your shit together, Jay."
The remainder of the night was tense, it was quiet and a little bit disturbing. Jay couldn't sleep, he knew that he'd messed up and he fully understood why you were mad at the moment.
He completely let himself go because of the hardship that he was feeling. Jay hated it, he despised that he knew that you loved him, but you wouldn't say, and he also despised the fact that he knew how much he loved you but he wouldn't say anything.
Was this how it was going to be forever?
Pretending that you didn't have feelings for the other just because you didn't want to get hurt. For some reason, that decision was the best that you could ever take, at least that's what you both thought.
Nobody will get hurt if something happens.
That's just bullshit!
As he wrecked his head with thoughts, you laid on the sofa, with a navy blue blanket covering your body. The least that you wanted was to sleep in the same bed as Jay, you didn't need that at the moment.
Throughout the night, you thought about your relationship with Jay. You've known each other ever since you were kids, and you love him with your whole heart, he made you feel things that you never thought that you could feel, the thought of marrying him was far from your mind, but when your families engaged you, something inside of you thought that you could make things work, you wanted a future with him, but at the same time you feared that loving him would break you at some point, all because it wasn't at your own will and it wasn't that you married at each other because of love.
The problem was, that if you kept up pretending you didn't love him, you would just hurt each other, and it was already happening.
You didn't notice at what time the morning came, your body shut down the moment that those thoughts hit your head. The sound of the air conditioner going off got to your senses, you pulled the blanket off your body, and your neck was stiffened from the uncomfortable position that you slept on.
The cold floor sent shivers down your spine as your feet made contact with the tiles, you got up, walking immediately towards the bathroom near the living room. You walked quickly trying your best to avoid Jay, but also trying your best to keep the vile that was rising up your throat.
You reached the bathroom, hitting your knees with the cold tiles as you threw up inside the bowl, something that you found impossible because your stomach was empty.
A huff escaped your mouth, you cleaned your lips with the back of your forearm, getting up with weak legs to walk towards the sink. A sudden but quick ring consumed your ears, and it left as fast as it came, your senses were altered, almost distressed.
You didn't understand a single thing of what was happening with your body, but your mind always came up with the same answer.
It's just stress, you thought, you brushed your teeth. Your limbs were wobbly, almost numb… But you still made your way to the kitchen after you finished washing your mouth.
The feeling that somebody was close to you, came in. Your heart leaped when you saw Jay in the kitchen, his almost tan skin came across your mind, he always had that scent every time he was close.
He always smelled elegant, luxurious, even mysterious sometimes.
It felt like a temptation being so close to him. And the way you sat on the counter chair was not helping, you bounced your barefoot leg as you looked at the material of the kitchen aisle, not wanting to look at him.
But still, you could feel the heat of his skin near you.
"Drink some water, you need to stay hydrated if you are losing fluids." He left a glass of water beside your arm, on the counter. You didn't even dare to look at him, but by the sound of the furniture moving, you could see what he was going to do. "Do you have a stomach bug or something? Have you gotten that chec-"
"I don't know why you're asking me this? I thought you didn't care." You raised your head to look at him, his sharp eyes looking into yours, making you want to look away.
"Y/N, I didn't mean to make you feel that way. You know that I do care about you." He said trying to get a hold of your arm, but you pulled away from him.
Deep down you knew that he did, he cared and he cared more than what he showed you, but you couldn't be like this anymore, continuing a lie that would only hurt the both of you.
"Something inside of me tells me that you do. But you are so distant, and we keep on lying to each other as if that is going to solve anything, and we both know that isn't doing anything anymore." Jay sat straight after hearing your words.
"Jay… I, Why do I keep feeling like this isn't working out?." Jay stood up from his seat, he was impressed with your words, words that he didn't want to hear. "W-What do you mean?"
"We are hurting each other and that's the least that I want, and I know you feel the same… But we are so blinded by each others' company that we haven't noticed that we truly aren't doing anything for our relationship, and that says a lot." "I thought that maybe we could make it work, but I feel like I'm in the wrong, here."
Were you saying that you wanted to be away from him? Was he truly hurting you that bad?
Jay's mind was completely wrecked, he clenched his jaw trying to keep away his tears, just as you… he wanted to make things work, because he truly did see a future by your side.
You were all he wanted.
He was all you wanted.
But if that was what you wished, then he wasn't going to say otherwise, because that's how much he loved you.
"Maybe you are right, maybe this isn't working out, because I really don't wanna hurt you and I know that you don't want to hurt me."
Your heart broke, because you truly weren't expecting him to agree with you, you wanted him to fight for you and finally tell you how much he loved you, but your mind knew that he was going to agree with you.
"Being together just feels wrong at this point."
"But what if we make it work out." He said hopeful. "I don't know, Jay."
Your heart hit your chest with intensity, you were still hoping that things would get better, but at that point it just felt something completely impossible.
To be clear, you had to continue with your day as if nothing happened, pretending that your relationship wasn't crumbling down and your heart wasn't shattered into a million pieces.
Heeseung kept looking at your saddened expression, knowing that you were down, and he kept an eye on you throughout the ride to the office.
He asked a few times if you were okay, but you always responded with a smile, repeating that you were fine.
Even Juni noticed your state, you felt numb and confused, if you truly loved someone how could you suggest such thing. Maybe it was because you simply couldn't tolerate the fact that you were being lied to.
In comparison to you, Jay was stressed. He didn't want things to go this way, you were everything that he dreamed of, and ever since he was a kid, he imagined a future with you. Yes, he was in a relationship with you, but it wasn't what he had always wished for.
He wanted to be one of the reasons you smiled, not one of the reasons why you hurt. Jay couldn't concentrate on his work, and he couldn't stop thinking about how hungry he was. Shit, he truly did miss your cooking!
You placed a foot on your doorstep and you felt the need to throw up, it was becoming a normal occurrence, it had happened twice at work, and that was the second time you did it at home ever since the morning.
The sink water was heavy for your stomach, but really cool and nice for your face, you washed it a few times, before finally heading out of the bathroom and getting into some comfier clothes.
It felt so nice when you got off your pleaded skirt and your white shirt, your tennis shoes were also a little bit tight, but you didn't pay that much attention to it.
Just when you were rising up your shorts, the bedroom door opened, revealing a tired Jay, trying to take off his tie. He turned his head to the right out of impression, feeling a little bit nervous .
Embarrassed, you quickly pulled your shorts up, lowering your head in a timid manner, before heading towards the door. "Sorry, I shouldn't even be ashamed, but this is very uncomfortable."
"Don't be sorry, I should've knocked." You brushed his fingers in reassurance. "None of us should be sorry, we've seen each other naked, anyways." You mentioned the last thing, in an attempt to make things better.
Jay looked in your way, just as you started to let go of your shyness. You noticed how his tie was hanging lower, and some of the buttons of his shirt were open, showing a little bit of his chest and the marks of his clavicles. He saw your black hair covering some parts of your arms, tank top that showed a slight part of your abdomen, and the cotton gray shorts that covered your thighs.
His skin looked beautiful with the dim warm light of your bedroom, and his fingers slightly brushed with your skin. You didn't notice that you were so close to him, how his gaze softened when he looked into your eyes and you noticed the little line at the middle of his lower lip, you always liked it, he had it since he was in high school.
Jay felt the blood rushed through his veins as he felt you closer to him. You could only think that if those were going to be the last days that you spent together as a "normal" couple, you should at least be able to feel his skin a few more times.
"Why do I keep feeling that this is wrong?" He murmured, as you got so close that you could feel his warmth breath. "At least, if I'm going to hurt while we are together, I wanna do it right." You whispered in his ear, looking at him once again. "I don't want you to hurt, Belle." His hand caressed your cheek, pretty fingers lingering on your skin. "But I want you to love my body, as if you just hurt me."
There had always been a difference between lust and love, even though you both didn't express the love for the other, you always felt a feeling of lust towards him, just like he did for you.
Maybe your relationship wasn't working out, but you felt a magnetic reaction towards him, something that made you look his way even if things were going wrong.
That was the lustful feeling that consumed your body.
"...At least just tonight, Jay." You whispered, knowing deep down that if you had sex with him that night, it would become a cycle until you finally came to a conclusion of what you wanted to do with your relationship. Your breath was hitched, as the air going through your lungs was heavy and slow. "You sure that's what you want?"
You felt his lips brush against your forehead, his palm making contact with your wrist.
"Yes."
His lips kissed your forehead, just for him to go down and focus on your neck, he gave tender kisses on that area of your skin, sometimes he sucked the points that he knew were sensitive.
You could only grab the ends of his hair as you felt those nice sensations, and how some of your senses started to blur a little.
Sometimes, your tummy felt butterflies flying around as he kept a hand on your neck, now paying full attention to the soft flesh of your lips, kissing them hard, leaving them red and kinda swollen.
You leaned on a wall, letting all of the feelings come to you, his kisses, how his hand was grabbing your neck, while the other kept itself on your waist.
Your tricky hands grabbed his tie, looking into his eyes knowing very well that his heart had just skipped a beat just like yours already did. You somehow undid his tie, throwing it to the side, and then proceeded to unbutton the rest of his shirt, leaving the top of his chest uncovered, his pretty skin glowing because of the beads of sweat.
"You are going to be the end of me, Belle." Jay whispered, kissing you once again, keeping his hand in your neck, as you placed yours on his shoulders, slowly taking his blazer off, letting it fall on the floor.
That night, you knew that this was going to be a common occurrence until one of you had to break off the relationship.
Because the morning after that, Jay offered to take you to your office, just for you to hook up in the car before he finally drove you off to your workplace.
When you arrived back home, you would both make out as if it was the last time that you would see the other.
You hurt most of the time, feeling that this was the most that you could have with, sexual intimacy just to compensate for the hurt that you felt, and the sadness that would consume you.
For the next few weeks, this was your new normal, you would both have a few words before you finally had intimacy. And clearly, to be honest, Jay's heart ached with sorrow, but also passion.
How was it that you could make your intimacy work, but not your relationship?
That's what he always wondered for the past few weeks.
A few days before your family reunion, you arrived home late, and you noticed that Jay was there already, his car parked on the sideway.
When you entered the house, you took off your shoes at the entrance. You brushed your hands with your skirt, because of how could it was outside, you threw up on your way back to your house, so the air had definitely affected a little bit of your body
Then, you heard it.
"I really don't want to get a divorce, but I feel like this isn't working out."
Jay wanted to say how much it hurt him that he could feel your body with every single touch, but not your heart.
"Y/N said she knew things weren't working out, and I know she's hurting because of me, and that's the opposite that I want for her."
"I want her to be happy and to not stick to a relationship that will only burn us down."
You didn't know what was worse, the fact that your relationship was now based on just sex, because you wanted a part of him to be with you, or was it the fact that Jay wanted you away from his life completely.
What hurt more was the fact that he mostly was doing it because of you, and you weren't going to beg for him to stay, because you knew that you needed to be apart.
"You want a divorce?"
Jay heard your fragile voice coming from the living room, he knew there was no turning back now.
He hung up the phone, surprised by you and your sorrowful expression.
"Y/N…"
"You don't have to say anything, I understand." You would be lying if you said that your heart wasn't shattered, and that there weren't tears slipping down your cheeks.
Until then, you would love your bodies, as if you had just hurt the other.
That's what you thought it would be.
Because you both just did.
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My life?
Chan x Reader
(Inspired by @cheeseceli )
Super self indulgent (had a dream about it)
Reader speaks English and Hindi. (She's me)
Genre: Major fluff, curious Chan, whipped Chan.
(Not proof read)
Would LOVE some feedback, it's my first piece to ever be posted on here. Thank you for reading 🎀
He loved listening to you speak Hindi/Urdu. He thought it sounded sweet from you. True you did speak Hindi softer than English, you just thought that the language is 'softness' personified.
So when you were on your phone with you mom, he sat down beside you smiling to greet you. You smiled back and kept speaking into the phone now thinking to cut the conversation short as Chan was finally home, at 2am mind you.
"Accha maa abhi rakhti hoon, raat ke 2 baj rahe hai idhar." You say into the phone
(Okay mom I'll hang up now, it's 2 at night here.)
"Haa beta, so jaana and tell Chan I said 'Hi'." She says.
(Okay baby, go to sleep...)
"Haa bol doongi, love you." You says lastly, your finger hovering over the screen to end the call.
(Yes, I'll tell him...)
"Love you mere jigar ka tukda." With a kiss into the speaker she hangs up as you turn to face Chan.
He looked at you with awe and a little preplexed.
"Bed?" You asked getting up and stretching, looking at him for response.
"Bed." He nods taking your hand and leading you to cuddle you to death. (probably)
Next morning was something else...
"I want to call you something in Hindi, like a nickname. " He says from the dining table chair, as you prepare breakfast.
"Is there a special reason?" You ask plating the French toast now.
"No reason, I just want to." He says pulling you into him, smushing his face into your chest. You giggled at him.
"Okay" You replied, moving back to sit down next to him.
(Later)
"What about 'love'?"
"Pyaar."
"Princess?"
"Rajkumari."
"Angel?"
"Pari."
"I don't love any of them." Chan whined, looking up at you from his head placed on your lap. Doe eyes on complete display with utter annoyance glazed over them.
"You don't have to use them Channie, just call me 'baby' or something. I really don't mind." You assure him, not wanting to make him feel worse.
"But you call me 'jagi' sometimes and it makes me feel all tingly. I wanna do the same." He says, a little sad.
"Oh, what did your mom call you last night? Right before she hung up." He says sitting up straight and turning to you.
"Jigar ka tukda?" He nods violently at your words.
"Chan that means 'piece of my liver', it's not very endearing when it's translated but it's the sweetest thing in Hindi. Also, that's more of a parent-child nickname." You say as his expression turned from excited to grossed out to sad, again.
"Do you think we'll find something cute in animals?" He asks clearly determined to find a suitable name to call you.
"Maybe, I don't know." You shrugged.
"Bunny?"
"Khargosh...nope."
"Agreed, pup?"
"I'd rather you don't call me that at all."
"I was just teasing. Butterfly?"
"Titli."
"Why does it sound weird?" He asks as his face scrunches up.
"You're just saying that cause all you hear when I say it is 'Tit'." You giggle pinching his cheek.
"I do." He laughs, a light blush covering his neck.
"Let's pause this topic here, I'm hungry." You say to him pouting.
"Let's go out, I know this dude, that is an a-mazing chef." He gets up from the sofa pulling you up with his hand in yours and walking towards the door.
A few minutes later you were inside the cuties dorm.
"So by 'going out' you meant the dorms?"
"I meant, anywhere but home."
"And by 'a-mazing chef' you meant Minho?"
"Yep." He pops the 'p' at the end, kisses your temple before informing you that he's gonna go annoy Felix in his room.
You sit down beside Seungmin and Jeongin on the sofa as they play Mario Kart, very focused.
They greet with smiles and nods and hums.
You don't say much either as they seemed engrossed and you didn't wanna see them whine about loosing because of you later at lunch.
"Lunch is served." Says Minho standing in the middle of the dorm in an cartoonish voice.
Everybody settled on the dining table, Minho began to describe the meal he had prepared as the maknaes looked impatient to dig in.
Jeongin taking a bite as soon as Minho finished so everyone could start eating, earning an eye roll from Minho making Chan laugh a little.
"Jaan, could you pass the salt."
You pass the salt to him before fully processing what he said and freezed...
"What....did you call me?" You look at him, a little shocked but also curious.
"Jaan, do you like it?" He asks, looking at his plate, a little shy now as the boys were looking at you both in interest.
"Do I like it?? Channie that's like the best nickname anyone could ever use!!" You smile the widest with a blushing face and kiss his cheek while hugging his side, almost falling down.
He hugs you back of course (saving you from face-planting) laughing to himself.
A gagging sound from Seungmin brought you back to reality, as you looked around you saw a smirk from Felix.
"Did you use Google?" The first thing you asked as soon as you were out of the cuties dorm as your curiosity got the best of you.
"I didn't, jaan." Be says glancing at you with a proud smile before looking back to the road.
Everytime he used it, it felt unreal.
Did he even know the meaning. Of course he did. He wouldn't use such a word all the time without knowing the meaning right?
"Do you know what it means?" You ask, wondering how he found out about it if not for Google.
"Yeah, means you're my life." He answers grinning wide, glancing at you again to gauge your expression. You looked just about ready to be a ripe tomato wanting to melt away.
"How do you know it?" You couldn't just leave it, he could've seen it on the internet somewhere, Hindi wasn't exactly an unpopular language.
"Okay fine, I called your mom and she said she didn't have any but your dad always uses the word for her, so I asked her for the meaning." He says parking the car and coming around to open your door for you.
"So now you're besties with maa?" You snicker at him and walk towards your apartment door.
He's right behind you, his hands on your waist walking into the flat with you and kicking the door closed behind him.
"Can't blame me jaan, you're besties with my entire family." He says kissing your cheek and plopping down on the sofa, patting the space next to him.
"Hayee meri jaan, mera to dil aa gaya." You say kissing him and snuggling in his chest.
(My life, you've got my heart)
"I'm too tired to look for the meaning today. Let's sleep." He says kissing the top of your head and leading you to the bedroom.
"Old man needs his sleep." Seungmin's jokes rubbing off on you was not something Chan was pleased about as he mumbled a 'sure old woman' before pulling you into bed, into his chest to waft away into dreamland.
"Jaan, meri jaan." A soft whisper left his lips before kissing your temple and falling into a deep sleep.
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An Attic Affair//Younghoon x reader smut
Since the Kim brothers moved in, your life has been hell. Sunwoo took over your room and made you sleep in the attic, and Younghoon… well, you don’t mind seeing him. What makes it hellish is that you’re incredibly attracted to him, and he doesn’t even seem to notice you.
Tags: stepbrother smut, KINKY fingering scene (but who cares youre already fucking your stepbrother), he calls u a 'SLUT', scene of watching porn + lots of masturbating, PERV!hoon+sunwoo (panty-stealing & ogling), perv!you, hoon calls himself "oppa" once, unprotected🤷♀️, BULLY!Sunwoo, hoon is VERY NICE to you
W.c.: 5.5k
Excerpt; “Don’t worry,” he says, “oppa learnt a lot about making dumb little bunnies like you cum. I bet I can make you cum… hmm…” He flicked your nub, making you squeal. “... with just a flick of my finger.” He’s still laughing at how you were trying to compose yourself, and failing.
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“Move over, idiot.” Sunwoo pushed you out of your high chair, and sits down with his breakfast. The same way he pushed you out of your room.
“You decided last week that that was your seat,” you say, pointing to the chair across from you two.
Sunwoo grunts. “I’m sorry, we have ‘permanent’ seats in this house?”
Your mother says it’s just the thing with having siblings now, you’ve been an only child so you don’t know how to share—why couldn’t you be more like the Kim brothers? When Sunwoo calls her ‘mom’ your mother just goes nuts with pride, so when he asked her, “mom can I please have Y/N’s room, it’s so much bigger,” she immediately gave it to him.
You couldn’t even move to the guest room, because it was now taken over by the older brother, Hoonie—who had moved into an apartment in the city, he didn’t even live here—but they wanted to keep his room and stuff there, so you had to settle for… the attic. Bullied out of a bed by Kim Sunwoo, who in the eyes your mother could do no wrong.
It wasn’t enough that he saw you battling with attic dust and cramped space every time you came down out of a ladder for breakfast, Sunwoo had to take everything else from you—your seat at any table, your laptop because his kept ‘freezing’, any alone-time you could get—and still wasn’t satisfied. Sunwoo was a bully. You didn’t know how your mother couldn’t see it.
You didn’t hate all the Kims, though. Your new stepdad was a great guy, the perfect fit to your mother’s jigsaw puzzle of a heart, and Younghoon…
You didn’t hate Younghoon. You didn’t even know how someone could begin to hate Younghoon. You first met him wearing some shabby Christmas sweater, but on the day of the wedding, he had a suit on…
You got cake frosting in your nose staring at Younghoon back at the wedding. You didn’t understand how fabric could be so sinful, more sinful than nakedness, how the thin white silk shirt hugged his chest, and the length of his legs exaggerated by the tailored pants… Younghoon was like a vision of a dream you couldn’t get enough of. Thank God he lived in the city, away from you, or you would have committed multiple crimes.
As you were staring Sunwoo down at the breakfast table, the front door suddenly opens, and two long legs strided into the dining room, to your surprise—Younghooon is in the kitchen, picking out muscats out of a bowl. “Hey, appa. Hey, mom.” Younghoon had started calling your mother ‘mom’ too, to your disdain. “I got a break from my job, and my roommate’s got his girlfriend over the whole time, so I thought I’d just come see you guys. Surprise?”
He takes a seat beside you until you’re sandwiched between both brothers. Your mom shot a look at you—“Sweetie, let them sit together, they haven’t seen each other in a while.”
Once again pushed out of your seat, you frowned, only Younghoon goes: “that’s alright, we’ll let her eat in peace.” He shot a look at Sunwoo. “You haven’t been more of an evil bastard, have you?”
“Don’t know what you’re talking about.” But Younghoon was only there for the attic thing, and not the laptop-borrowing and all the bullying that’s been going on.
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You knew Sunwoo was a bit of a perv to other people, but… he wouldn’t steal your panties, would he? It’s weird, because it happens sporadically—once when you still kept your clothes in your old room, and right now. It’s just that he took your favorite lacey, pretty-pink-and-yellow ones, so it’s hard to not notice.
You rifled through your closet in the attic trying to find the missing panties. You thought you’d wear them, just because Younghoon’s around and you need your intimates to feel sexy. But they’re nowhere around.
Sunwoo couldn’t have, right? He’s not that sick. But who else could have? Certainly not Younghoon, who only ever even smiles at you out of obligation.
You won’t confront Sunwoo, though, just to not embarrass the both of you. He’d just deny it anyway… And currently he was hogging the bathroom just because he knew you were planning to shower.
You’re clutching your change of clothes to your chest as you knock on the bathroom door, trying to word your commands as sweetly as you could: “Sunwoo, I need to shower before my appointment!”
“You can’t rush me,” he retorted. “I’m doing my 16-step skin care routine.”
“Sun—” Your yell got interrupted, as you froze on your spot, to see a half-naked Younghoon with a towel around his waist, coming up to you.
“Oh,” he says in realization. “You were waiting on him, too? Then you can go first—”
“No!” you gasped. “No, you should—if he decides to come out, that is.”
“Hey, it’s your home,” he offered with a friendly smile.
The door swung open, and Sunwoo marches out, also half naked but ineffective on your psyche. You knew he only came out because he heard Younghoon, not because he finally felt some pity for you.
“16 step skincare routine?” Younghoon says with a sing-song.
“It’s how I keep my face baby-soft, loser.”
“Looks rougher than those basketballs you throw around to me.”
Wordlessly, Sunwoo reaches for the towel around Younghoon’s waist, and pulls it towards him, laughing maniacally as it comes off, and he throws it into the air before exiting the scene. You turn away from both boys, staring off, holding a scream inside your throat.
“Hey,” Younghoon says with a laugh, “Y/N, it’s fine. I had boxers on.”
“Wh–What? Oh.” You bat your eyes until you’re seeing clearly; Younghoon had boxers on, those baggy plaid boxers perfect for lounging around if he were living alone.
You imagined him on the couch, absentmindedly watching the TV, manspreading, the outline of his dick thick and dark in the shadows it casted. He’d reach under the waistband of those boxers, eyes still fixated on the TV in front of him, and start palming his cock, until it grows pink and needy—
You drop your change of clothes you had just thinking of it, and Younghoon looks dumbfounded. As you both reach out to grab them off the carpeted floor, Younghoon’s body ends up so close to you, half naked, almost like a side-hug. You feel his chest against yours, body so warm and real and solid.
He’s so hot. You pull away. “Um, you should shower first,” you offered. “You’re… older, and all.” You ran back to your attic screaming internally.
Brother, you tell yourself, that’s your step brother. Jeez, please, chill out, Y/N!
But you just felt his naked chest against your body, like if he were holding you in bed—
What bed! You groan. You were sitting on the mattress in the attic with your towel and clothes, waiting for Younghoon to finish showering. You willed yourself to not think of what he looked like naked—you’ve already seen enough. A whole lot. And still it wasn’t enough or you?!
~
“It’s so perfect that Younghoon’s here!” your mom starts to say. You’re confused. Why? “I wouldn’t have trusted you two here, but with your big brother here, maybe me and your stepdad can go on a trip!”
Sunwoo just grunts in response. You’re aghast—not that you didn’t trust Younghoon, but even your mother wouldn’t defend you against Sunwoo’s raids—how would Younghoon?
But the older boy grinned at your two parents. “You two should have fun, mom and appa,” he said. “We’ll take care of the house.”
~~
Your parents were packing for the trip, as they hurriedly booked a hotel with a lakeside view. You sat on the bed in the master bedroom, helping your mother with her luggage. “Do you have to go?” You couldn’t bear thinking about what Sunwoo would be like if some adults weren’t around.
“Younghoon’s here,” your mom assured you.
The said man was currently leading against the door frame talking to his dad about sunglasses, and if they were gonna swim in the lake. You sighed, dreamily staring at him. Just all the fun you couldn’t have… From downstairs, you could hear Sunwoo loudly playing fifa.
“Younghoon’s very responsible,” says your step dad. “He was resident advisor back in college!”
“Nah.” Younghoon scoffed cooly. Since returning to town, he had cut his hair the way wall street brokers do—clean cut, full forehead showing, dark brown hair pushed aside. The perfect son-in-law look, too bad your mother already calls him son. “Resident advisors are assholes on power trips. I was just the guy that helped deal with them.” He grinned, shooting you a look. “Hey, young lady, before I forget, I brought you a present.”
You raise your eyebrow in confusion, gingerly following him out to the former guest room—which was better than Sunwoo’s current one, and big enough for two people. You’d be mad at both brothers, if only Younghoon wasn’t so goddamn nice.
“Here.” He handed you a neatly folded burgundy-brown hoodie, incredibly similar to the one he wears to bed. You couldn’t control yourself from bringing it to your nose, and it smells like him, freshly taken out of his luggage, where it had laid folded next to his cologne and aftershave. So heavenly, boyish, sexy. It felt like hugging him.
“Thanks!” you chirped to Younghoon. “You’re the nicest.” The hoodie was a medium version of the oversized one he wore to bed. It’s disgusting to make a coupling joke with your step brother, so you don’t.
You looked back at the luggage it had come from, and you just… thought of something. Wouldn’t it be so cool, if you could have Younghoon’s actual, well-worn clothes? Like one of his soft giant shirts? Something that was just entirely his?
You’re so stupid. But it’s just a crush—you just needed to get over it. Right?
Well, you thought, if Sunwoo could (allegedly) steal your panties, you could take Younghoon’s shirt.
~~
While Younghoon and Sunwoo had dinner on the empty first floor—your parents had left already, adding to the stillness—you had an amazing idea. A horrible, perverted idea, but amazing nevertheless.
You open the door to Younghoon’s room ajar so it didn’t creak, and rifled through his bag. Where was it, the pristine-bleached white shirt, with the badge on it, that makes Younghoon look like an Abercrombie model? Your hands brush against the cold glass of his cologne, and you bring it out to sniff the top.
Like a creep. At least you weren’t sniffing underwear or something, ew—it was just cologne. Expensive french cologne.
Everything in his luggage was oversized and therefore too conspicuous if you take it away, so you decided to go through his unfolded just-dried laundry, which he had just done. Going through the first couple items… something flimsy and lacey fell out of it.
You thought you knew what it looked like, so you grab it from off the floor. Your panties, the ones you lost. What was it doing here… You felt embarrassed by the thought of Younghoon seeing your panties, so you just pocket it, thinking it got mixed in from the washing machine—ugh! That’s so embarrassing.
Under the pile, you find the white shirt you were looking for, and giddily take it away. He’d just think it had gotten lost somewhere, right?
You take it and threw it up the attic, ready for whatever you were going to do with it. Emphasis on whatever.
You go back downstairs to greet the brothers like nothing happened, you knew you had to do their dishes soon, which you think was your duty—only, Younghoon is pressuring Sunwoo to do them.
“You can’t just not wash your own plate, loser.”
“Why not? I let our dear little sister wash them, all the time,” Sunwoo says with a laugh.
“Sunwoo…” Younghoon sounded like he was losing patience. “Be nice to y/n.”
“No,” Sunwoo retorted, “why should I?”
“You wouldn’t do this if you didn’t like her, though,” Younghoon said in a scolding, all-knowing tone. “If she was ugly you’d leave her alone—you’re too obvious. Have some respect for the person that gave up their room just so you could jack off in it.”
You could see Sunwoo’s face, but from the back you could see that he literally flinched, stepping backwards out of instinct. Younghoon didn’t care. “Now I’ll wash the dishes for tonight, but tomorrow you’ve got no excuses, okay?”
Sunwoo didn’t dare storm away, but he got out of the kitchen as fast as he could; you hid yourself behind the stairs until his footsteps disappeared into your old room.
You felt semi-bad about causing a fight between the brothers, so you gingerly approach Younghoon at the sink, where he was getting the water ready, and offered to fill in for him. “I… usually do those,” you say softly. “Let me?”
“Don’t worry about the dishes,” Younghoon assured you with a smile, “I’ll wash them—or Sunwoo will wash them. For this week, just relax, can you do that for me?”
He reacted to your surprised expression by ruffling your hair like you were a little kid, and then avoided your body to grab the dish-washing gloves.
Can you do that for me? Jesus, it sounds like ‘can you do that for daddy?’ like in every porn you’ve seen before. The way Younghoon stood up for you gave you a knot in your stomach, and not even the bad kind, which you were so concerned about.
Now you feel extra bad for what you were planning to do with his shirt.
~~~
You type in ‘stepbrother’ into the search box, already cringing, toes curled and fists clenched. Eww, you did not want to do this, but your neanderthal brain was telling you otherwise.
The guy in the video is a white guy, so different from Younghoon, but soon he’s feeling up his costar, while she pretends to be unaware. You wondered what you would do if Younghoon did that to you, although he wouldn’t. He was just so clean-cut, and didn't seem to have a hint of perversion in his head.
You started to think of Younghoon’s cock in those plaid boxers again, the thickness of the shaft, the whole head of it, although left to your imagination it grew hot in your mind; you started closing your eyes and teasing your clit with just one finger, thinking more about Younghoon than concentrating on the porn, until it was just a mess of moans to you and it was Younghoon acting it out with you, in your head.
“Yeah, you like your stepbrother’s cock that much?”
You grabbed the shirt now, the fabric thin from being so well-worn, and stuffed the fabric in your mouth, the scent of it—Younghoon’s smell, his detergent and after-shave and just him—around your face reminiscent of what it would be like if he were gagging you, three fingers in your mouth— “shh. You wouldn’t want mom and dad to catch us, would you?” You shivered already, toes curling as the thought of him fills you up the way your fingers filled your cunt up.
With the video still playing, you toyed with yourself mercilessly, as if you were trying to get a rise out of yourself, moans perfectly muffled by the shirt that there was no way either step brother could hear from downstairs.
You came to the thought of Younghoon, his kind eyes turning feral as he watched you this way, hand inside your soaked panties and your pajamas unbuttoned that he could see your chest; you imagined him standing over the mattress, watching like a freakishly tall stalker.
When you open your eyes, he’s not here, and the audio plays blaringly from your headphones as the actors crash into each other, less chemistry than you and Younghoon had. You spit the shirt out of your mouth, his scent still lingering.
“Ah, I love your fat cock!” “Yeah, your tiny cunt is squeezing all my milk out of me—”
You hurriedly close the tab, cringing. Ew, did people actually talk like that during sex? You’d only had it once—the one time you lost your virginity to some kid named Soobin in college—and it was done in complete silence and whispers and coos, nothing like the pornographic monstrosity.
You quickly delete your history from your laptop, in case Sunwoo comes to borrow it again—imagine if he’d found stepbrother porn in your history. He’d get the wrongest idea in the world.
Or what if Sunwoo figured it out? That you were head-over-pussy in love with the older Kim? That would be so fucked up, a new way for him to torment you. You could never let him figure it out.
~
“I’m having a party,” Sunwoo tells you, as if it wasn’t obvious from the way he was setting up food and beer and one-use cups. He toiled with a beer bottle in one hand, wondering if he should start drinking before anyone even got there. “Just don’t be here because I don’t want my friends making comments about you, or anything. Also, help me set up the chips table first.”
“You’re not in high school anymore, idiot,” you replied, having half a mind to slap the chips bowl out of his hands. But then he’d just make you clean it up. “And I’m not Cinderella to help you with a party I’m not even allowed to go to.”
“Okay, attic rat.” Sunwoo was fluffing up pillows. “Just be gone when they get here, understood?”
You looked around the house—Younghoon had left to meet his friends, and wasn’t there to defend you, and maybe Sunwoo is right, maybe you should haul out, you didn’t want his friends making comments about you, either.
You shot Sunwoo an indignant look, though. “Go fuck yourself.”
“That’s no way to talk to your brother.” He drinks the pre-party beer.
~
When Younghoon comes home from having coffee with his friends (Jacob and Kevin), it’s late and his house is up in lights and loud with Sunwoo’s new age rap blasting from the speakers, and the smell of alcohol and weed overwhelmed his every sense to the point that he could taste it.
He found his brother smoking with a girl in the back porch, and immediately dragged him back into the house by the nape of his neck, leaving the girl stranded there. “You threw a party?”
“I haven’t had the house to myself since forever—”
“All you gotta do is move out, you sock.” Younghoon looked around the house. “Where’s Y/N? You know if your troublemaker friends see her, it’s gonna be a whole thing.”
“She’s been gone since I told her we were having a party, I think,” says Sunwoo. “I told her to get lost, anyway.”
“You’re such an asshole,” Younghoon chides under his breath, but Sunwoo goes back to drinking his beer out of a used cup like he didn't hear him.
The party was continuing downstairs, and the 2nd floor was more deserted. Sunwoo’s loud rap music seemed to die down slowly as Younghoon got on the 2nd floor… and then started to unlatch the ladder towards the attic.
The sounds muted down completely once he’s in, and he quickly pulled the ladder back up to cover his traces, and also so no one could follow him and interrupt.
He started his routine of rifling through your underwear drawer, last time he got lucky with those pretty pink panties, so now he wanted something else, something just as precious and sweet that makes him cold-sweat from the tension in his lower belly. From the moonlight streaming in from the skylight, he finds a pair of panties, white with a ribbon on them, pretty but cotton instead of lace, and he decides, as good as any other. Younghoon brought it up to his nose, and smelled only the detergent and fabric softener, and not a sense of you.
Needing you desperately, he heads over to the bed, thinking of lying on the same mattress as you, trying to think of what you’d look like all these nights when you touched yourself, whatever you touched yourself to. He crawled on his hands and knees onto the mattress, thumbing over the panties like he would with your skin, until nipples hardened and tight little warm walls twitched.
~~~
You were awoken as you felt movement on the other side of the mattress. You’d fallen into a deep sleep since Sunwoo told you to get lost, thinking you’d crash at a friend’s for the night, but you’d fallen asleep even through the party. Goddamn it. Now who was in your bed?
You rolled over, until you were nose-to-nose with Kim Younghoon himself.
You screamed. “Younghoon?! What are you doing here?” But your bodies were so tangled in your sheets that he couldn’t get away from you, and was in fact actually tied together, you basically on top of him.
“Y—Y/n!”
“What is that you’re holding?” you ask; it’s too small to be a phone. Unless… no way.
Younghoon tries to shake off the feeling, but he’s still frozen in his flight responses, frozen while you touched him and wrestled the fabric out of his fists.
“My panties?!”
Busted. Younghoon’s face was heating up, even if you couldn’t see it in the dark. “I–I was—” he started. “Uh, just… going through your laundry?”
You’re the one frozen now, and Younghoon quickly disentangled himself from the sheets, uncovering the little white mass stuck in the foot of the mattress—holy shit. “Is that my shirt?!”
He picked it up. “It’s stained.” You have no words, so Younghoon looks back at you, grinning maniacally. “Were you being naughty?”
It’s horrible how his entire demeanor could change in a second. Under the blankets, he started to touch you, not even a little shy, grabbing you close by the waist so horribly hot and warm. “Ah, so you were cumming to the thought of me, your step-brother?”
“I—I’m sorry!” you squeaked. “Wait, my panties—are you—are we…?!”
“Do you want me?” Younghoon asks, voice dropping several octaves just so hoarse and sexy. In the dark, he stared at your form with glinting eyes. “I do,” he says when you wouldn’t. “I want you so, so… bad…” His fingers crawled up your bare thighs—you were wearing just a night dress, flimsy and short.
“You don’t even notice me,” you huffed.
Younghoon scoffed it off, although he looked concerned. “I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable,” he said, “plus your mom and my dad wouldn’t have liked it if I kept staring at your legs, like Mr. Obvious downstairs. Although, I did stare, when you were just too… juicy to look away from.”
You’re aroused, it showed. “R–really?” you squeaked, trying to keep your hands to yourself. He was still wearing his outside clothes, a button down and actual tailored pants. He smelled like his normal cologne, too.
“You’re a sick, sick, girl, you know? Wanting to be noticed by your step brother…” His free hand cupped your face to make you face him, harsh against your skin. He hummed, as if deriving pleasure just from touching you. “But don’t worry, I won’t punish you or anything. You know I’m the nice one.”
“Younghoon…” Your hands go up to press against his shirt, although not pushing him away, yet.
You hear him hum again, this time with a little giggle. His hand is trailing up your bare thighs, now landing between your legs, at the very core where all the heat and pulsation were coming from… He prods it with just one long middle finger, rubbing against the nub and the slit—although it doesn’t catch your clit to stimulate you, the lewdness of your step dad’s son's hand behind on your bare cunt was doing enough.
“No panties,” he observed with a cocky laugh. “And wet. What, were you dreaming about me?”
You moaned his name again. “Please…” Your hands went to his shirt and grasped onto a bunch of the fabric, like pornstars grabbing on bedsheets. You could feel his heart, and despite his demeanor, it’s pounding so hard in his chest.
“How many fingers do you think you’re ready for?” he asked.
“Um… two.” That’s a good number to start. His fingers are long and thin, but bigger than yours anyway.
“Hmm, you are tight.” He was prodding you with one finger, and when he enters, two fingers in you—it’s almost too tight in you, too much, too soon. Stuffed up inside you, so foreign.
“Don’t worry,” he says, “oppa learnt a lot about making dumb little bunnies like you cum. I bet I can make you cum… hmm…” He flicked your nub, making you squeal. “... with just a flick of my finger.” He’s still laughing at how you were trying to compose yourself, and failing.
Suddenly the door to the attic unlatches, the stairs springing down. Your goddamn attic wasn’t lock-able, from either side. Goddamn it. Younghoon stops everything, his free hand coming up to cup your mouth, eyes wide in alarm. “Shh,” he whispers to you.
It was a couple of Sunwoo’s friends. “I don’t know if I want to go up,” one guy was saying. “There’s spiders, and it’s Kim Sunwoo’s house—who knows what kind of monstrosities he has lying around?”
“You want to do it in his parents’ room?” This was another guy.
Younghoon’s fingers were still inside of you, and slowly, they begin to curl, uncurl, curl… You suppress a moan by biting down on your tongue, but the guttural sounds threatened to spill out of your throat.
To silence you, Younghoon hurriedly planted a kiss to your lips, tongue fighting its way in and taking over yours, when you moan it’s right into his mouth, the sound getting muffled and tortured and he kisses you with more force. His fingers up inside of you are now working faster.
You think you’d scream if he didn’t stop—or also stopped—you shut your legs, but his long, veined arms are persistently still stuck and working between your thighs. When you open your eyes, you see the moonlight catch in his fanged teeth���he’s laughing soundlessly at your plight.
“This is creepy,” the partiers were saying. “I’m high, anyway, I think I’d fall of the ladder if I tried.”
“Right. We’ll go to his parents’ bedroom—if someone hadn’t beat us here.”
Younghoon looked at you, releasing you—both hands now away from you, body pinned against yours. The ladder was still down, the light from down the stairs spilling upwards.
“We should close…” you started to say.
He kissed the back of your ears, one hand pinning your arm down. “Mmm… I like knowing someone could walk in…”
“Hoon, we’re not meant to be doing this, we’ll get in trouble. You’re my step brother.” Now you really sounded like a pornvid reciting its lines.
Younghoon shushed you, parting your legs with his knee. Your bare pussy under his legs, you couldn’t help yourself from grinding against his thigh. “Such a bad girl,” he remarked in a strained voice. “Ah.” He lifted your leg up higher, and took himself out, rubbing the head against your cunt. “You want it?” His voice was still deep from whispering.
You simply nod.
“Use your words…”
“I… I want you to fuck me.”
“Tell me how much of a bad girl you are,” he says, tone still teasingly tantalizing. “Tell me how much you want your big step brother’s cock buried inside you.”
“I want my step brother’s cock in me, I’m so bad. I’m so… hnng, fuck…” You couldn’t reach the bed sheets, so you just grab Younghoon’s shirt again. You were making an untidy mess of his outside clothes, although he still had hair still perfectly parted like for an event, he looks amazing. And he’s inside of you, buried all the way, he zaps his head away from you just to make a guttural grunt. “Fuck, Y/N. You’re so bad, you… you know that?” He pulls out, only to slam back in, and you squealed.
“Already? I haven’t even…” He’s now obeying the urgency in your eyes before you can even say ‘faster’. He’s quick and fast and thick and hard in you, and he’s starting to break out in sweat just from the heat of it all.
He tears the rest of the blankets away from your bodies so he could thrust into your pussy easier. You just hear his panting, and just to silence himself, he bites down on your shoulders, and up your neck. You hear “hnngg, yeah~” out of his lips, like he was having a hard time controlling his own pleasure spilling out from him.
You moaned. “Sunwoo’s gonna see these…”
“And think you’re a slut that fucked one of his friends,” Younghoon says. “Is that what you are? A dumb little whore that just spreads her legs for everybody?”
“N—no!” You’re doing everything just to not scream, but it’s excruciating holding it in. “I’m n–not a slut. I’m just a slut for—for you, Hoon…”
Younghoon laughed. “Is that right?”
He switched the position to missionary, holding you underneath him as he pounded your poor cunt, the same way he imagined he would when he was masturbating with your panties. You hear his strained panting again, his lovebites still stinging along your neck. You threw your head back and moaned.
“So, so wet… baby…” It grew sloppier, with sounds of the wetness of your cunt and his precum, disgustingly mixing. Younghoon fucked you harder now, knowing he had to pull out soon. “Fuck… fuck!”
Your hands crawl up from under his shirt, scratching his back. He was so big, every part of him… you sink your nails into his waist. “Ugh, Hoonie…”
He hurriedly took himself out of you, panting, to spill his seed on your stomach. You still had your nightdress on, and the cum got on it, white against white… It’s almost beautiful, a ruin of your innocence. It satisfied Younghoon enough, that he just fell back into the mattress beside you, catching his breath. “I’m… sorry…” he said. “Ugh, I feel like such a bad man.”
You wiped it off your belly with the dress, and then took it off. “No, I liked it,” you reassured him. You put the dress away into the laundry basket, and put on the hoodie that he’d given you, grinning at him. He had his eyes closed, slowly feeling the post-ejeculation clarity.
You crawled over and shut the latch, blocking it with a box so no one could come in. “Seriously, though… Sunwoo might see your hickies,” you say.
“Let him.”
“I don’t want him to call me a slut, to add to everything else he calls me.” There was a truthful sting in your voice that Younghoon felt the pain. He gathered you in his arms, until you were just cradled so tiny in his chest.
“Shh, it’s alright.” Younghoon kissed the side of your face again. “I’ll take care of you, okay? You’ll sleep in my arms tonight.”
~~
“What the hell is that?” Sunwoo demanded at the breakfast table, cups still scattered around the kitchen counter.
“What the hell is what?”
“You got laid last night?”
“Kinda weird that you notice it when you can’t even get your eyes to open from the hangover,” you pointed out, “are you in love with me that much?”
He stuttered. The first time Kim Sunwoo had ever stuttered in his life, although maybe the hangover was giving him a brain fog. “Shut up.”
Younghoon was cutting you strawberries in heart shaped cutters and frying pancakes on another pan. He watched you out of the corner of his eyes, smiling to himself.
“Hey,” Sunwoo whines when Younghoon makes two portions—one for himself and one for you—and leaves him out. “Where’s mine?”
Younghoon pinched your thigh under the table, the way he did last night… you threw your head back and moaned a little from the pain.
“Whatever!” Sunwoo groaned. “I’ll probably just vomit everything back up, anyway—I’m gonna nap.”
As soon as he turned his back, Younghoon inched closer to you on the seat, lips attached to the same place he had sucked hickies on. “This is so fun,” he giggled. “And just the beginning of the whole of it.”
~~
Who wants part 2 where you fuck sunwoo too!! Tell me if i should write it ahahahhaa
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I need him between my legs, idc what he does, I just need him</3
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𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲
A little Sunghoon
Fluff fluff fluff!
Warnings: kissing ig, not proofread, idk if there are any other warnings tbh
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It was a cold, rainy evening, Y/n and Sunghoon were snuggled up on the couch. Sunghoon had his glasses on, his eyes focused on the book in his hand, his other hand playing with his sick girlfriend's hair as she was dozing off in his embrace.
Y/n felt so comfortable, the faint sounds of the pages turning in the warmly lit room, a snuggly blanket around her body as she snuggled into Sunghoon's chest.
Sunghoon enjoyed the silence. just him and his book, no chaos no noise... "Meow"
Y/n shot up, frowning "Since when did Gauel learn to meow?" she asked as Sunghoon frowned "It's probably some stray cat sweetheart- dogs don't meow... go back to sleep-" Sunghoon assured as y/n frowned.
She made her way to the window and gasped. there in the rain, a tiny little kitten. One kitten, alone at their door step, Of course she wasn't much a cat nor dog person, but she felt her heart ache seeing something so small and vulnerable suffer in the cold.
"Its a lost kitty! Hoon we have to let it stay with us..." Y/n said, as Sunghoon sighed "You don't even like cats- plus I don't want a wet tiny animal soaking up the apartment... also cats and dogs don't get along- and even if you let it in where will it stay?" he explained.
Y/n pulled his book out of his grip as he frowned up at her "Im not asking to keep it, I just want it to stay somewhere warm until we find its owner, and if there's no owner we can give it to the cat lady-" Rowan defended as Sunghoon got up.
"Babe what if it bites you? what if it's actually a zombie? you don't know what you're letting inside our home..." Sunghoon explained as he hugged her, his chin resting on her head, and his voice alluring, as a somewhat attempt to get her to give in.
Y/n pulled away "Sunghoon pleaseeee I have cat carrier that I used to use for my bunny, and there's a smol cage we can use for now, pretty please?" Y/n begged staring up at hi as he sighed.
"Sweet heart no means no ok?" Sunghoon said, softly yet sternly. Not taking his response, She went out in the cold rain and picked up the little kitten, it had a little collar on it, with a name, she picked up the grey kitty as Sunghoon stood in the doorway.
"Gosh babe you're so stubborn... fine have it your way." He said, seemingly mad as he walked back inside.
As Y/n dried off the tiny kitten gently, she went to her room in search of the cat carrier, only to find that it wasn't there, she came back into the room, only to see Sunghoon, putting the dry kitten inside the carrier which had a nice soft blanket at the bottom, leaving the door open.
Sunghoon smiled at the little kitten, playing with it's little paws, still unaware of her presence. The girl back hugged him softly, kissing his cheek.
"I'm only letting the kitty stay because I love you... and maybe it's just a little bit cute-" Sunghoon said, as he turned to you.
"Don't you think I deserve another kiss, on my lips for letting a kitty stay here against my will?" The male asked as Y/n softly pecked his lips.
"You know the kitty also distracted me from my book which I was invested in so-" before he could even finish, you sneezed. How could he forget, you were still sick.
He let the kitten be as he carried you, bridal style, to your bed, snuggling up with you. "Want me to make you honey tea?" Sunghoon asked as You stared up at him "Can I have the squeezy bottle of honey? I like having it straight" Y/n said as Sunghoon smiled, handing her the bottle, and reading his book.
The 2 continued their night snuggled up in Hoon's bed, the Duvet enveloping them in the comfortable bed. Hoon's arm around her waist, as she fell into a deep slumber, his head resting on his chest while he stayed awake, still reading that god awful cheesy romance book.
#enhypen#enhypen imagines#enhypen x reader#engene#enha x reader#enhypen ff#park sunghoon#enhypen sunghoon#sunghoon#sunghoon imagines#sunghoon x reader
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I want to make out with Jake aaa<33 have him sitting on my lap and wrap my arms around his pretty waist:( hearing him hum into the kiss</3
no that sounds amazing </3 eager puppy sub jake humming into a make out session while seated on your lap</3 his hands on either side of your face or around your neck while he kisses you until he can’t breath </3
#donghoonie 3#any of y’all remember when I talked about#wanting to be buns with hoon so it’s like an equal bunny persona thing#similar concept but me and Jake being pups together </3#this ask reminded me of that 😵💫#maybe I have a puppy/bunny sub lean and what about it 🧍
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Enha fingering links! 🍓Requested🍓 pt. 8?
Jay
Him fingering you after working out and he saw you’d been playing with your cunny.
Pls let him manhandle you like this, it’s al this buff cat needs.
Helping his little bunny out because he loved you :c but he’d fuck you so hard after
Sunghoon
Hoon being a teasing cunt.
Him playing with you at his parents house.
Him doing this after you got too close to Jake but later than night asked if you’d be down for a 3sum.
Jake
Jake would so do this, he’s def a switch so he’d be so soft with his pillow princess.
His fucking veiny hands making you cum.
HES A DICK RIDER FOR YOU IN SKIRTS.
Sunoo
This is how k-drama date nights go with y’all.
Playing with his dolled up baby.
Him playing with your clit until his pretty baby makes lovely noises.
Heeseung
Heeseung playing with your pussy while you suck him off.
Nah cus this is how I imagine his dorm room.
HE WOULD LOVEVVEEE TO OVERSTIMULATE YOU.
Jungwon
After that one concert in the Philippines 🤤
After begging all day he’d only do this.
When you’ve been such a good girl all night but can’t wait till y’all get home he fingers you in the car.
#enhypen#mwah <3#enha smut#jake sim#jay park#lee heeseung#sunoo kim#sunghoon park#yang jungwon#strawbrrycuteblog#mature links#enha links#nswf links
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˚ʚ masterlist ɞ˚
IVE
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TXT
soobin hands
choi line foursome
werewolf! tyun knotting your mouth
voyeur! hyuka
ZB1
mom’s bf! jiwoong
freeuse with hanbin
stepbro! matthew + facials
jiwoong fucking you raw
getting high with stepbro! matthew
virgin killer taerae
stalker! zhang hao
hanbin + somnophilia
mattrae thoughts
alpha! jiwoong
ITZY
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&TEAM
perv! roommate! euijoo
calling k niichan
brother’s bff! euijoo
nicho + shotgunning
AESPA
riding karina’s face thoughts
aeri + oral
LOONA
high sex with heejin
g!p heejin + omorashi
stepsis! chuu
STAYC
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TWICE
nayeon + omorashi
ENHYPEN
making love with hoonie
rejecting heeseung (angst)
panther hybrid! jay + biting
heeseung + size kink
stepdad! jake + omorashi
stepson! hoon
heehoon + impact play
big dick heeseung
centaur! jay
heeseung + facesitting
jake + asseating
jay + exhibitionism
werewolf! hoon
stepdad! sunghoon + lactation
sunghoon + his puppygirl gf
jakey’s abs
jake + public omorashi
heeseung + noncon
heeseung + somnophilia
jungwon + no nut november
mean dom! hoon
needy wolf hybrid! jake
bird + ram hybrid! hee thoughts
deer hybrid! hee thought
deer hybrid! hee + oral
hoonie + oral / somnophilia
NCT DREAM
perv! jisung
RED VELVET
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LE SSERAFIM
g!p yunjin + breeding
perv! kkura + anal
fat cock yunjin + size kink
yunjin’s moans
yunjin + marking
rockstar! yunjin
rockstar! yunjin + infidelity
catwoman! yunjin
perv! puppy hybrid! yunjin
XDINARY HEROES
seungmin thoughts
bunny hybrid! junhan
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Indian vlogcore. But like. Bad.
Hi mere doston WELCOME to my vlog guys aaj me aapko dikhana chahta hoon mera 100% foolproof study method guys yeh mera hostel room he, ye to bunny he, bunny hi bolo na, so guys, let's start! me use karta hoon pentatonic ki naya pen, ultimate smoothness bro, thank you to pentonic sponsorship ke liye.
#desi tumblr#desiblr#desi shit posting#vlog#shitpost#funny shit#in my opinion anyway#but my sense of humour is screwed#hindi#hindi posts#indian college
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☕️ .・📖・。. 🖇 ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── 🧸・。. 🎞 .・🫧
ello ello my luvs! thank you for visiting my page. here you will find enhypen related writings! i only write on here. extra and general stuff will be on my main blog: @4amwon. wattpad coming soon~
you can find the full master list & more below.
fem reader ✩
gender neutral reader ☼
masc reader ❅
ㄴ please let me know if i made a mistake. i may not always catch it.
! currently on a tight life schedule & slow at posting !
OT7
⌲ OT7 text scenarios
ㄴ screenshot format text messages with enha in a certain scenario. (most popular!)
enha when you start your period ☼
enha when you lowkey confess (but you’re drunk.) ☼
enha when you ask them to be your valentine☼
enha when it’s storming ☼
enha when you send them a selfie [snapchat pic format] ✩
enha when you cry over a sloth video (ask) ☼
enha when you forget it’s gfs day ✩
enha when you have an interview ☼
enha when you have a pretty bad argument ☼
enha when you’ve had a pretty bad argument pt.2 (anon ask) ☼
⌲ OT7 short scenarios
ㄴ similar to the above but one-shots in written format.
enha when you’re not feeling well ✩
enha when you go to a haunted house ~halloween special~ ☼
enha when they find you crying ✩
⌲ OT7 bullet points/notes
ㄴ short but sweet bullet points/thoughts on the members.
enha as love tropes ☼
enha as love languages ☼
enha as feelings ☼
enha as your group in a zombie apocalypse ☼
enha reactions when you’re a boxer ☼
⌲ OT7 fic
ㄴ longer one-shots with all enha members together in one.
enhypen eve ~ christmas special ~ ✩
cabin fever (anon ask) ✩
HYUNG LINE ONLY
⌲ text scenarios
ㄴ screenshot format text messages with just hyung line in a certain scenario. only hee, jay, jake, hoon !!
hyung line sending a bold text. ☼
SPECIFIC MEMBER
⌲ 정원 - jungwon
ㄴ usually longer one-shots on just reader x jungwon unless stated otherwise!
$3 coffee ✩
a kick in the heart (anon ask) ☼
⌲ 이희승 - heeseung
ㄴ usually longer one-shots on just reader x heeseung unless stated otherwise!
late summer lovin’ ☼
late summer lovin’ alternative ending (anon ask)
⌲ 박종성 - jay
ㄴ usually longer one-shots on just reader x jay unless stated otherwise!
pouring ☼
⌲ 심제윤 - jake
ㄴ usually longer one-shots on just reader x jake unless stated otherwise!
~ coming soon. ~
⌲ 박성훈 - sunghoon
ㄴ usually longer one-shots on just reader x sunghoon unless stated otherwise!
sweet (in)convenience ☼(ask)
⌲ 김선우 - sunoo
ㄴ usually longer one-shots on just reader x sunoo unless stated otherwise!
studying you (anon ask)☼
puppy bunny love (ask)☼
⌲ 니키 - niki
ㄴ usually longer one-shots on just reader x niki unless stated otherwise!
return home ✩
SMAU SERIES
~ nothing here yet ~
MORE
* this is my first time writing on tumblr, and my schedule is insanely packed so please be patient with me!
* practically none of the pictures are mine. almost all pictures i use are from pinterest! all creds go to the owners!
* i will not write smut on minors so don’t even ask! i am also not very skilled in the smut portion of writing, so expect mainly fluff and angst in here!
* feel free to leave requests in my asks, i may not always respond but i promise i look at all of them and will occasionally write them. i’m always looking for inspo!
* feedback is always appreciated, but please be kind. i don’t usually respond to reblogs on here to avoid spam and make my page easier to navigate, but again, i really appreciate and read them all. they matter to me :)
* all fics on here are reader x enha/enha member, if i ever write any member x member fics they will be on my wattpad! i will announce that separately. please remember it has nothing to do with the real enha members and you shouldn’t involve/relate them with fan fiction. don’t be weird and make them uncomfortable, keep it to yourself and the authors. fan fic ≠ reality. xoxo
* my main blog @4amwon is where i will post updates and random things related to enha and probably also bts & nwjns! i reblog on there too. prepare for jungwon posts galore. i love that man.
* asks will be replied to under the #ask 4am!🧸
anon symbols already taken: 🐴 .
my ults bias list: jungwon (enha), taehyung (bts), haerin (nwjns).
languages: english (fluent) & korean (intermediate)
timezone: KST (Korean Standard Time)
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