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hxxsxxng · 21 hours

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Star-Crossed WIP

pairing: idol!heeseung x intern!reader

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Release Date: May 15th

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Smut MDNI

Est Word Count: 22k

Current Word Count: 9k

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I remember when we first met years ago - he was just an passionate but unknown trainee at the entertainment company, and I was a wide-eyed intern helping out with administrative work. Music brought us together and there was a spark.

Everything was picture perfect...until Heeseung finally debuted as an idol. That's when our humble little love story got flipped entirely on its head. Suddenly, he was constantly being pulled in a million different directions - music shows, variety appearances, global tours.

I've tried so hard to be understanding and supportive. But as the loneliness settles in and he becomes more like an overworked stranger to me each passing day, the tension and strain is unavoidable.

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hxxsxxng · 6 days

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Do You Believe in Fate? WIP

pairing: childhoodfriend!jake x innocent!reader

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estimated word count: 18k

release date: around may 12th

genre: fluff, angst, smut MDNI

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Ever since we were kids, Jake has been my lifeline - the one stable force in an unstable childhood. While my home life was chaotic, he was the friend I could always count on. We did everything together growing up in Seoul - playing at the park, riding our bikes around the neighborhood, whispering secrets long after bedtime.

I’ve even talked to him about girl problems and my other friendships and even trying to go out with boys. He is always there to listen and give me advice, which is something I admire greatly about him.

These days, his familiar tenderness sometimes catches me off guard. Like how he still knows my coffee order without asking, or how he stubbornly sticks by me through every crisis and meltdown, no questions asked. We've been permanent fixtures in each other's lives for so long that the line between friend and something...more...seems to have blurred.

I can't quite read the situation or my own feelings. All I know is that Jake means everything to me - he's the person who raised me up when everyone else failed. Jeopardizing that with a risk like "catch feelings" terrifies me as much as the prospect of losing him altogether. Maybe it's better to appreciate what we have platonically instead of overhaloging everything.

...right?

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hxxsxxng · 13 days

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JAY 박종성 - CRIMSON HONEY : II

Word Count : 1.5k

Genre : Fluff, Angst, AU

Content : mentions of blood, mention of bruises, the morning after, literally one implication of sex, stalking, teasing, missing person

Synopsis : what happens once she wakes up in her kidnappers house?

Authors Note : this is a filler chapter to give some insight of the characters morals and personalities, and because i don’t want to put smut in a somewhat innocent chapter. <3

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She is awoken by rays of sunlight peeking through the blinds. She is in the bed.. alone… where is Jay? Her eyes open blearily and she tries to focus them. Where the hell did she end up last night? There’s a dull ache in her lower back which she assumes is the source of the pain. She stretches her limbs, wondering how she got there, then remembers that Jay brought her home. After he had fucked her to unconsciousness, he carried her off the bed, placed her on the sofa, and told her that he would wait for her upstairs. That was the last thing she remembered before falling asleep.

Slowly, she gets out of the bed and walks over to the window, gazing down into the gardens below. It was quiet. There were no cars driving past, or birds singing in the morning. It looked like an abandoned area of the estate. The sky above her was perfectly clear of clouds and the sun glistened brightly on the surface of the lake, shining in bright streaks across the water, giving it an ethereal quality. She turns around as Jay emerges from the bathroom

He was dressed only in a grey T shirt and shorts. She looks him up and down appreciatively. He blushes slightly, walking towards her. “You’re awake…” He smiles. “Did you sleep well? ”She nods sheepishly, running a hand through her tangled, sweaty locks. “No… I am so sore.”. “Well, I’m sure your body isn’t used to the length of time I took taking care of you”. “What did you mean by that?”. “By taking care of you?”. “Yes, what did you mean by that?” She questions once again. “Well…” he begins hesitantly. He looks away from her, scratching his head awkwardly.

Suddenly, an idea strikes her. An idea that she desperately wants to follow through with.

She stares at him curiously, watching as he continues to scratch the back of his head, avoiding eye contact with her. “Well…? ” She repeats, raising her brows. He glances back at her, meeting her gaze and sighing in defeat. “I meant…” He pauses. “I meant taking care of you in the way that you liked. I took care of you like a woman should be taken care of”. She bites her bottom lip, feeling her cheeks grow warm. “Oh” she breathes. She doesn’t know whether she should be flattered or embarrassed.

“I don’t think you realize that this was just a random impulse decision. I didn’t choose you randomly in that alley. I planned it. I’ve been following you around for months, peeking into your window, listening to your phone calls with you boyfriend…just to know who you are and what you like.” he explained.

“He isn’t my boyfriend anymore..” she said with an uncomfortable look on her face and an awkward silence following.

“So…you stalked me?” she says, feeling somewhat embarrassed. He grins. “Maybe”. “And you chose me because…?” she inquires.

“Because you seemed like such an easy target. Like anyone could pick you out of a crowd and take advantage of you. Not that anyone would try to…I mean…well…” He clears his throat nervously. “Like you saw before, I’m an evil bastard. And you seem to be exactly my type.”.

She smirks and laughs at him. “Evil, huh?” She mutters.

She hear her phone buzzing vigorously against the mattress, taking her attention off of Jay. 34 missed calls from Mom and 7 texts from Dad. Ugh.. and 12 texts from her ex Jake. She swipes the screen and sees all of the notification messages. Her stomach sinks. She can feel the panic rising up in her. How the hell does she explain any of this to them? “I’m sorry, Jay…my parents…” She starts to say. She watches as Jay’s expression drops. “Ah, yeah. Your parents. Yeah I get it...we can talk about that later.” He turns around and heads towards the door. He stops briefly and looks back at her. “Go shower. I can make you some breakfast and hopefully you can start feeling better.” he says before exiting the room.

She sits up on the edge of the bed, clutching onto the pillow next to her. Fuck. She needs to tell someone, call her father. Or tell her mom. Someone…who will listen to her, not judge her. She quickly jumps up, and quickly walks to the bathroom.

Upon entering the bathroom, she inspects her damaged body. Bite marks, bruises on her neck, and dried blood on her chest. “What did he do to me?” she questioned. She touches the skin around her neck gently, wincing slightly as her fingers came into contact with the raw skin. She examines her body for anything else but there were none. She grabs a wet wash cloths and dabs it on her. She frowns slightly as the water runs cold against the cuts and wounds. They sting, but she knows that they won’t heal as soon as she gets them properly cleaned up.

As she towels herself dry, she glances over her shoulder at herself in the mirror and finds Jay’s reflection looking back at her.

“Jesus how did you get in here so quietly” she said startled. “I thought you were making food”

“I was” He said as he steps inside the bathroom behind her and stands directly behind her. His arms wrap tightly around her waist as he bends forward and rests his chin on her shoulder.

She gulps. “But…how?”. “I’m pretty stealthy for someone who has been alive all these years” he says trailing kisses down the bruises on her neck.

He reaches her collarbone slowly and gently sucks at the skin around her neck until it reddens and she feels hot, flustered breath brush against her neck and lips against the skin. She bites her lip to stifle the moan threatening to escape from her mouth. “Jay” she whispers breathlessly. “Hmm?” He replies, his words muffled slightly from his lips pressing down onto the sensitive area on her neck.

She swallows. “Your hair smells good” she blurts out. He smirks against her neck. “Does it?” he asks teasingly.

“Yeah, I’ve never smelled something like yours before”. She feels his nose touch her neck. She closes her eyes, relishing in the sensation. “Really? What’s my scent?”. “It’s…sweet. Like honey” she answers truthfully. But really, she couldn’t get enough of Jay’s scent and his arms around her. His presence seems to fill every empty space in her heart, leaving little to no room for anything else. She can sense that Jay senses her change in demeanor and he pulls away from her to look at her face. He raises one eyebrow and grins, his eyes sparkling mischievously.

“Sweet? Really?”. She smiles shyly. “Yeah…”. He chuckles lightly. “That makes two of us” he admits. She tilts her head and smiles at him. “I love the smell of your hair, by the way. You always smell nice.”he says, nuzzling his nose against her forehead and inhaling deeply. “Your scent make me crave your blood even more. It is hard to fight back the urge to bite into you right now” he admits.

“What is stopping you?” she teases.

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