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Lee Jong Suk as Kim Gwang-il (vip - 2017)
*I'm obsessed with his cocky personality but also wanting to punch him in the face 24/7
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After the Wedding (pt 2) | Lee Jongsuk Imagine
Pairing: Lee Jongsuk x Fem!Reader
Requested by anon: part 2 of After the Wedding
Genre: fluffy
Word Count: 702 words
A/n: i ended up making this imagine more on the fluffy side since the first part was more NSFW. i do hope you don't mind, but i didn't want to make something so similar that it felt like a copy
You groaned as you shifted in the bed, the silk sheet of the bed you and Jongsuk had shared for the first time as a married couple supporting your tired and sore body. There was a soft glow coming from in between the slight crack in the curtains keeping the floor to ceiling window of the hotel room covered. Gently sitting up, you hummed as you felt your new husband’s arm slung around your waist, a pleasant and comforting weight that you could get used to and never complain about.
Jongsuk was still sound asleep despite your moving, deep and even breaths continued leaving him as he moved closer, holding you tighter. You were careful as you pried his arm from around you and struggled to get up, wincing at the feeling in between your legs. Sure the bath had helped the night before, and you were certain that if Jongsuk hadn’t suggested taking one to relax your muscles you would’ve been worse off…but the activities in the bathtub most certainly did not help your already sore legs.
You flushed at the thoughts, shaking your head as you reached for the robe on the chair a few feet away, slipping it on, you gave a silent count before rising to your feet a quiet groan leaving your lips. Would you even be able to walk? Taking a step forward, you gave into the limp and slowly but surely made your way to the kitchen the suit had. You may be sore and tired, but you were not going to give up your morning cup of coffee because of it.
You went through the process of grinding the coffee bean provided by the hotel and placing the ground bean in the french press followed by the hot water you’d put on the stove. As you waited, you hummed before walking to the windows giving a scenic view of the rising sun over the city from the living room. You wondered if the sunset would look just as beautiful from there as well.
As the smell of the finished coffee filled the air, so did the sound of heavy footsteps. It looks like you weren’t the only one awake anymore.
“It hasn’t even been 20 minutes since I got up,” you hummed limping over to the hallway to meet Jongsuk.
“I can’t sleep without you there,” he replied, pulling you into a hug and bending down to kiss your clothed shoulder. “Are you making coffee? You should’ve woken me to make it.”
You chuckled, moving back to the kitchen and grabbing two mugs from the cupboard after struggling to find them, then waiting a few extra minutes before pouring two cups of coffee. The rich smell made you smile as you closed your eyes.
“You can make breakfast if it makes you feel better and I can enjoy the view of my shirtless husband cooking for me.”
Jongsuk gave you a cheeky look as he played with the t-shirt he’d thrown on after a final shower the night before - no activities occurred then, if I may add. The two of you drank your coffee in silence looking at the rising sun from the breakfast bar, leaning on one another.
“I want it to be like this every morning for as long as possible,” you whispered. “Just us enjoying each other’s presence.”
He nodded in agreement, wrapping his arm around your waist and pressing a kiss to your temple, “It will be. Even as time passes, the two of us will always have this moment of quiet and slowness to ourselves as the day starts.”
And you did.
It became a part of your routine everyday of your week-long honeymoon, flowing into everyday of the first year of marriage, then the first year of being pregnant and having a newborn (although you were mainly drinking tea then), soon followed by the first year of life of your little one.
It was your little ritual. Your forever kind of thing. And not once did either of you miss it, even if it was interrupted by the cries of a hungry baby. They simply joined the two of you being fed as you started that new day.
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Lazy Ill Days ~ Lee Jongsuk
Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion as the door to the spare room opened, with Jongsuk’s head peering around. You were expecting him to be gone by now as he walked into the room and perched down on the end of your bed.
“How are you feeling?” He asked, gently resting his hand over the top of your feet which he could see poking up underneath the duvet. “Is there anything that you want me to get for you?”
Your head shook in reply to him, still puzzled to see Jongsuk before you. “Aren’t you supposed to be on set by now?” You asked him, only for Jongsuk’s head to shake back at you, his smile growing as he relaxed against the frame of your bed.
“We’ve been getting quite a lot done, so I decided today that I’d take the day off. I’ve hated leaving you ill so much, today I just want to be at home and take care of you,” he encouraged, determined to spend the day trying to help you feel better.
Your smile was as wide as it could be too for how unwell you felt. “You don’t have to spend your day off looking after me, haven’t you got better things to be doing instead?”
“Absolutely no way,” Jongsuk quickly established, “the most important thing to me today is helping you get better and keeping you company so that you’re not alone.”
“I don’t want you to get sick though if you spend the day with me,” you whispered, “I can’t see the producers being too happy if you have to call in sick for a few days,” you fretted, worrying about getting in the way.
Once again though, Jongsuk’s head shook back across at you. “Don’t you worry about me. Now, you’ve got a choice of what you want me to do for breakfast, I can do you a soup? Or some toast? What are you feeling?”
“Are you sure about this?”
“Of course, otherwise why else would I be here?”
“Because you feel sorry for me,” you chuckled, feeling Jongsuk’s hand squeeze gently against your feet. “I mean I’d understand if you want to spend your day downstairs entertaining yourself, where you’re safe from getting ill.”
Jongsuk’s head carried on shaking in reply to you. “I’ll take that as you wanting toast for breakfast,” he responded, deciding to not argue with you, putting his foot down to do what he wanted to do to try and help you out.
“I’d eat anything right now,” you laughed as Jongsuk stood up from the bottom of the bed. “Today feels like the first day when I’ve had a bit of an appetite again,” you smiled, careful not to jinx yourself as you began to move in the right direction.
After checking if there was anything else that you wanted bringing from downstairs, Jongsuk made his way down to start getting you the things that you needed. A tray sat on the dining table as he loaded it with tablets, a couple of mugs of tea, and a plate for a stack of toast to go on that the two of you could enjoy together too.
Making his way back up the stairs, Jongsuk could hear you coughing and sniffling, the sounds breaking his heart as he heard you groan once your coughing fit concluded.
After placing the tray down on the bedside table beside you, Jongsuk made his way through to the bathroom and grabbed you some tissue. By the time he returned, you already had a piece of toast in your mouth, sniggering as soon as your eyes met his that looked to you in surprise.
“I’ve barely eaten this past week,” you defended, taking a large bite out of the toast, “you can’t judge me for wanting to stock back up again.”
“I didn’t say a word,” Jongsuk smiled as he sat back down in his spot at the foot of the bed, “but I will say that you know that whole plate isn’t just for you, if you could share some of it at some point, that would be great.”
You reluctantly stretched the plate across so that Jongsuk could take a few pieces too, unimpressed by the idea of having to share. With the plate now in between the two of you, you reached across and took the box of tablets that he had picked up for you.
“The tea might still be a little bit hot,” Jongsuk warned you, “I’ll grab you a glass of water from the bathroom to take those with.”
“You don’t have to, I can wait ten minutes for the tea to cool,” you tried to tell Jongsuk, but he was already up on his feet and making his way through to the bathroom.
Your head shook at how attentive he was, sitting yourself up to be able to drink. Moments later he returned with a glass of water, coming alongside you and handing it across to you, watching carefully as you took your tablets.
Once you were finished with the glass, Jongsuk took it back from you, placing it on one of the cupboards across the room for you to forget about.
As you picked up your toast once again, Jongsuk’s eyes were still on you. You could tell that he was worried as he watched you, everything about you seemed slower and lazier, entirely out of character which Jongsuk was struggling to watch.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered suddenly as you looked across at him.
You looked to him questionably as Jongsuk repeated his words once again. Whilst he sat, feeling on top of the world, he hated how differently the two of you were leaving and how uncomfortable you were in comparison to him.
“I wish that I was the one that was ill, not you,” Jongsuk whispered, frowning across at you. “I’ve left you at home for most of the week, completely unwell. All I want to do is just help you feel better now and see you back to your usual self.”
“You couldn’t help the fact that you were busy with work,” you reminded Jongsuk, “and you’re here now to take care of me, that’s the most important thing. I’ve been alright, even though I know that you worry, a little too much sometimes.”
“You don’t deserve to be unwell,” he protested, “you deserve to smile constantly and feel like you’re on cloud nine every single day of the week.”
“I wish that that was how I was able to feel right now.”
Slowly you were starting to feel a little bit more like yourself. It was a slow process, and you knew too that it was going to take a bit of time to really get back to full health, but things were on the up, which was all that you needed.
“If you really feel that bad about leaving me, I can think of a few ways that you can make it up to me today.”
“I know that you’re dying for a cuddle,” Jongsuk smirked, reading you like a book. “Once we’ve finished with breakfast, how about we watch something if you’re awake for it? We can be careful so that you hopefully don’t pass anything onto me and cuddle while we watch.”
“You don’t have to,” you smiled in reply to Jongsuk, “I really don’t want to be the one responsible if you start feeling unwell and have to spend the next few days in bed.”
“I’ll be alright,” he confidently replied, “I’m made of tough stuff, just maybe as we cuddle, don’t breathe on me perhaps?”
“I think that I can do that.”
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pairing: lee minho x reader
genre: slight angst, comfort, fluff, established relationship
word count: 1.6k
prompt: “this—” [points at their chest] “—this belongs to you. always.”
a/n: helloo, this is a request from a while ago and i finally got the inspiration to write it. i enjoyed writing this small drabble a little too much and i hope you guys enjoy reading it! please let me know your thoughts on it!!
Minho was not usually pouty nor sulky when he was jealous. In fact, you had never seen him act like this before.
If anything, he would either snap, call out and even laugh at whoever was trying to make a move on you — or straight up shove them away, like he did when it came to any of his group members flirting with you just to get on his nerves.
This time, however, it was different.
If it were anyone else confessing to you right before he went on tour, he wouldn't have cared — he would've just brushed it off, maybe even laughed, and then he would've left with no worries, knowing you would be back home waiting for him and nothing would ever change between the two of you. But it wasn't just anyone else. It was his childhood best friend. The very one who also happened to be one of your childhood best friends.
Jongsuk had been there your whole lives, as you all grew up on the same street. He had been through it all. He had been there when you and Minho first started to crush on each other even before he became a trainee. He had been there when you had later on inevitably fallen in love, and when you first started dating. He had seen the ups and downs of your relationship through the years, especially the struggles that came with Minho becoming an idol.
He had even been there when Minho had gone on tour abroad for the first time, promising his friend he would take good care of you while he was gone. Because Minho could always be jealous of other guys coming near you, but he trusted Jongsuk with his life. So, he would always tell him to look after you when he had to leave for a couple of months. After all, he was the second closest guy to you.
And now, now that he was about to leave for tour after nearly two years of not leaving your side, now that he had grown more used than ever to have you with him and would suffer one hell of a lot when he no longer could, he had found out his dearest friend had confessed to you.
The only other guy who had been in your life all along, the one who got to stay back home with you while he was gone for months, had told you he was in love with you.
As soon as those words had left your mouth, he felt his whole world fall apart.
"Baby, will you look at me?" you pleaded once more, after getting nothing but silence from him as he looked around his room for his clothes.
It had been minutes now since you had filled him in on your friend's intentions, and you were yet to get any kind of word out of his mouth.
Biting his tongue not to say anything he'd regret, he decided to ignore you for a little longer — his mind racing and going through every possible scenario regarding you and Jongsuk, as he placed the recently folded black jacket inside the luggage he would be taking on tour with him.
You sighed, taking a step towards him and gently grabbing his wrist so he would at least look at you. "Minho…"
"I don't know what you want me to say, Y/N" he quietly spoke up, the look he had just given you being far from the loving one you were used to. "It's been over one week. He confessed to you over one week ago, I leave tomorrow for three months, and you are just now telling me about it. What am I supposed to say?"
"I… I'm sorry" your voice trembled. "I didn't want to worry you over nothing, because I feel nothing for him and I made it very clear to him, so I thought it didn't matter. But he's been insisting an—"
"He's been insisting," he let out a breathy, incredulous laugh; one that held no humor in it whatsoever. "Insisting. Great".
"It's not—"
"So what, he'll keep insisting harder once I'm gone? Once I'm no longer in his way?"
"The fact that you'll be gone doesn't mean he'll have a free pass with me".
"But I won't be here to physically make him back off!"
"It doesn't matter!" you exclaimed. "It doesn't matter, baby. I will tell him to back away. I won't let him get close, you know that".
Minho shook his head no, taking a shaky breath as his hands covered his face and he let his back slump down on the bed. He wished he could just open his eyes and realise it had all been a nightmare, that you had not actually told him his best friend was in love with you. But he couldn't. He knew the moment he removed his hands from off his face and opened his eyes everything would still be the same. So he didn't.
"Minho…" you pouted, lying down on your stomach next to him and tenderly grabbing one of his hands.
Although his other hand slipped down from his face right after, his eyes remained closed.
"He was supposed to be my friend".
"He is your friend" you mumbled, drawing gentle circles on the back of the hand you were still holding onto.
"He's not," his voice cracked, and your heart hurt. "He would never try to take you from me if he was, he knows how fucking much I love you".
"I promise nothing will happen…"
His chest moved up and down, a heavy sigh abandoning his lips. "He's always been there for you".
"So have you" you didn't hesitate to remind him.
"He's been there way more" he lamented, finally opening his sadened eyes and locking them with yours. "When I became a trainee and changed schools he was still in the same one as you, you would still go there together every single day. When I debuted you guys got in the same university, and now you get to go to all the parties together. Every time I went on tour he would stay here with you…"
"None of that matters to me" you reassured him. "The two of you have been in my life for the same amount of years. If I wanted to be with him I would've gone for it already, but I don't want to, and I won't ever want to. It's you the one I fell for, and you have been there for me in ways he could never".
"He could if you gave him the chance to" his eyes watered ever so slightly. "What if he keeps insisting when I'm gone and you end up realising that he is a better match for you than me. What if you fall for him, what if—"
"Shh," you hushed him, cupping his face in your hands and resting your forehead on his in an attempt to calm him down. "It's okay, baby. It's okay. We'll be okay".
"I don't wanna leave," he confessed, causing you to feel a pinch in your chest, as you had never seen him look so scared. "I don't wanna leave tomorrow anymore, not ever. I don't wanna lose you".
"What are you saying? You won't ever lose me" you tried to reassure him one more time, this one giving him a sweet smile and pressing a kiss to his knuckles. "You wanna know why?"
"Why?"
"Because this," you brought his hand to your chest, placing it right over your heart. "This belongs to you. Always".
He pouted cutely. "Are you talking about your heart or your b—"
"Lee Minho!" you called him out before he could even finish, earning a throaty laugh from him that made the burn in your cheeks feel worth it. "I'm trying to be wholesome here".
Minho trapped you inside his arms, pulling you ever so tightly against his chest and throwing a leg over your lower body. "I love you so fucking much".
"You already said that" your voice came out muffled against the fabric of his sweatshirt. "And I hope you know I love you more".
"Not more, but I know you love me".
You smiled softly, not having it in you to fight him right then. "Always," your lips pressed a small kiss to his jaw. "No matter how much Jongsuk or any other guy insists, no matter how many hours away you are from me… I will always love you".
"You promise?" he whispered.
You looked up to him — your eyes alone letting him know you were dead serious. "Of course I promise. I have loved you for nearly a decade now, I know nothing can change my love for you".
The previous sadness that had taken over his eyes was now replaced by pure adoration, smiling sweetly before he leaned down to press a tender kiss to your forehead. You couldn't help but let out a contented sigh, making yourself more comfortable on his chest.
"Tell me if he tries anything else…"
"Will do…" you promised, mindlessly tracing your fingertips up and down his bicep. "We should probably keep packing your luggage now".
He rested his chin on the top of your head. "What's the point if I can't throw you inside and bring you on tour with me".
You chuckled, playfully pinching his side. "Too bad I don't fit in it".
"Don't worry," he pulled you closer. "Next tour I'm buying a bigger one and you're coming with me".
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⚓DECIBEL UPDATE
Jongsuk cut.
What an interview with PD Hwang In-ho👏 to Lee Jong Suk.
Must Read: KBS [Interview] Director Hwang In-ho “Why did Lee Jong Suk do that? This is the limit of my movie” (movie '#Decibel')
Q. How would you rate Lee Jong-suk's acting?
▶Director Hwang In-ho: “Actor Lee Jong Suk has a face where good and evil coexist. He's a role where a year ago he was an elite officer but now turns into a villain. As soon as he saw it on the screen, he thought his expression should show the narrative of a year. He is the result of his talent and hard work. He has also prepared a lot. He is an actor who hides it and immediately reveals it when he shoots. The explosive power of his acting is amazing.”
Q. About Lee Jong Suk's action scenes.
▶Director Hwang In-ho: “Action scenes were essential for the villain. I think the resolution of the villain was formed and the depth was created through the action scenes. It was something I missed while working on the scenario. I thought 'Oops', but I quickly corrected it with actor Lee Jong-seok's opinion. The elevator scene was suddenly modified. If it wasn't for that scene, it would have been a big deal. A movie is something that many people come together to make. Managers have to make good choices.”
Q. Actor Lee Jong-suk's character is a villain. But he suffered a terrible trauma. He is a person with many layers. How was the villain envisioned by the director?
▶Director Hwang In-ho: “Pre-history is important. He had been an aspiring naval officer until just a year ago. How could such a person act like that? An incident was needed to change the character. A movie cannot be established without the appropriateness and probability in the case. In order for a captain with a strong mentality to become a villain, there must be a tremendous incident. I had to make it from the writer's point of view. Since the course of one year jumped in the movie, the audience should be able to feel the warrior through the actor's expression. If you are a great actor, you can tell what kind of past you had just by looking at your face. I think actor Lee Jong Suk did a good job. He will be able to feel what happened to him for a year.”
“I recently watched ‘That Man, the Good Nurse,’ and Eddie Redmayne’s acting was like that. In the very last interview scene, he only shows his expression without saying anything when asked, 'Why did you do this? A good actor can feel a warrior just by his expression. Actor Lee Jong Suk also gave a good performance showing such a warrior.”
Q. Just looking at the movie poster, you can see that Kim Rae-won is at odds with Lee Jong Suk in the play. You can pretty much guess who the villain is.
▶Director Hwang In-ho: “If you hide it, it will be hidden. It is a world where everything comes out through social media. After the premiere, you will know everything. If you can't hide it until the end, you said let's open it. It's not 'who', it's 'why' that matters. I took that as a point.”
A typical ticking time bomb with a “tick tock” second hand goes off when the time comes. However, if there is noise above a certain decibel in the surroundings, the time is cut in half. So the tension rises even more. The bomb was designed by Lee Jong Suk of 'IQ 170' in the play. Kim Rae-won, who returned from RIMPAC training as a sub-captain of the 'submarine', engages in a desperate confrontation with him.
The 'Sound Terror Action' movie 'Decibel' was released on the 16th.
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Posted 19 Nov 2022
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Hey! I love your blog and was wondering of you could do #11 of the drabble game for Lee Jong Suk (I look much better than him) Thank you!
(Admin: Sxng, okay this suits him a little too much, let me just say I forgot how giddy writing about Jongsuk makes me like I think he’s my favorite person to write for tbh)
11: “I look much better than him.”
“There’s always so many good looking actors in shows with you,” you mutter looking through the cast for While You Were Sleeping, “Jung Haein.” you add, “last time it was Lee Taehwan, this time it’s Haein,” you say with a heavy sigh.
“I’m better looking,” Jongsuk grumbles taking your phone out of your hand before laying it on the table closest to him.
“Don’t be so conceited,” you say with a laugh leaning over him to pick up your phone once more, “I should’ve known your modesty was an act, how could you not think you’re handsome?” You tease pressing a quick kiss to his cheek.
“I’m just reminding you that you have a top actor boyfriend,” he pouts rolling his eyes crossing his arms over his chest turning away from you, you let out a small laugh shaking your head before leaning against his side.
“How could I forget your name is everywhere in the news with Park Shinh-” his hand covers your mouth before you can finish her name.
“Don’t say it,” he separates each of his words, you let out a small laugh smiling when you pull his hand away from your mouth, “if I could just tell everyone I’m dating you I would, you know that,” he reminds, you hum again leaning your head against his shoulder.
“I told you, it doesn’t bother me,” you remind him, “so let me fangirl over your costars in peace,” you tease him.
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“And Cut!” The director shouted, ending the scene between Jong-Suk and his co-star Park Shin-Hye, “that was excellent. You guys aHyefree to leave,” the director said, gesturing them to leave. As Jong-Suk and Shin-Hye walk to their cars, she stopped in front of Jong-Suk before he could enter his car, “you did great today. Why don’t we go out to celebrate?” She offered, and Jong-Suk being the nice guy he was, agreed to go with her, “yay!” She shouted, clapping her hands, “I’ll pick you up at 7,” saying before walking back to her car.
Jong-Suk arrives at your shared apartment and plops on top of you, “oof, well, welcome home to you too,” you say, wrapping your arms around your boyfriend. Looking up, he gives you a small kiss on the cheek, “how was the shoot?” You ask, “it was fine, Shin-Hye wants to take me out to dinner though to celebrate or whatever,” you and Shin-Hye weren’t the best of friends since you knew she wanted Jong-Suk to herself. “Be careful, I don’t trust her,” you admit getting up from your spot “don’t worry, Y/N, I’ll be careful. I don’t think she will try anything,” bringing you back into his arms. You finally gave in and accepted that he and Shin-Hye would be at dinner later tonight.
Later that night, you were lying in your shared bed as Jong-Suk was standing in the mirror checking his final outfit, “do you have to go? Why not stay, and we can order some fried chicken,” you say with a big grin trying to get him not to go. “I already said yes, and it would be rude of me if I canceled last minute,” he says, sitting on the edge of the bed, “does it make you that uncomfortable that I am going with her?” He asks, placing a hand on your leg. Yes, it did bother you, but you didn’t want to be that boyfriend that prevents his lover from going out with friends, “no, it doesn’t bother me, go and have fun,” forcing a fake smile. “Don’t wait up for me, ok? Get some sleep, and I’ll be back and have you in my arms before you know it,” he smiles leaning in to kiss you, “can I get a kiss before I go?” He whispers. You sit up, pressing your lips against his, “be safe,” saying as you break away from the kiss.
You both hear a knock at the door, and you let out a groan. Jong-Suk chuckles, standing up to answer the door. “You ready?” Shin-Hye asks, walking into the apartment, “yeah, I just need to grab something from the room,” Jong-Suk says, walking back into the bedroom, “what did you forget?” You for-, “before you could finish, he gives you a passionate kiss,” I forgot that, he says with a smile before walking out the room. “Alright, let’s go,” Jong-Suk says, guiding Shin-Hye to the door, “Bye Y/N!” He shouts, shutting the door. “Who is Y/N?” She asks, walking down the steps to the parking garage, “He is just a friend.” Lying to keep his relationship a secret.
“So I found this nice restaurant downtown,” she starts explaining the plan as she starts the car, “it has a nice atmosphere, perfect if you are a couple.” Jong-Suk caught onto her last words.
‘maybe this was a bad idea,' he thinks to himself already regretting his decision.
“Maybe Y/N was right, and she is trying to hit on me?”
His thoughts were interrupted by Shin-Hye snapping her fingers in his direction, “what do you think?” Asking, “I’m sorry, think about what?” he asked, feeling bad about not listening. “About you possibly coming over to my house after?” Jong-Suk shook his head, “I only agreed to the celebration dinner, and that is it.”
Jong-Suk and Shin-Hye arrived to at the restaurant, and she was right about it being nice. They had glass chandeliers hanging with dimmed lighting shining through the crystals. The tables had silk cloth over the table with gold stitching. “How did you find this place?” Jong-Suk was asking as he looks at the restaurant in awe, “I just stumbled upon it,” obviously lying, but Jong-Suk didn’t want to call her out on it.
“Are you Ms. Park? Party of two?” The waiter asks as she nods, confirming her reservation. The waiter guided them to their table that was located near the back, away from lingering eyes.
They both took their seats, looking through the menu, “this place looks amazing, Shin-Hye, and the food looks even more amazing,” Jong-Suk compliments, “perfect place for us to celebrate. He adds. “And a perfect place for couples too,” she comments. Looking into Jong-Suk’s eyes, he coughs, trying to break away the awkwardness. “What are you thinking of having?” Changing the subject, “I don’t know yet, everything sounds good, what about you?” Shin-Hye replied, obviously not looking at the menu. As he was looking at the menu, he felt a hand starting to rub his. “What are you doing?” He asked, pulling his hand away, “don’t you think it’s romantic how it’s only us,” she says, reaching back for Jong-Suk’s hand.
“If you are going to keep acting like this, I am just going to leave,” he says sternly, “why? It’s not like you have a girlfriend, so why not date me?” Jong-Suk got up from his seat, ready to leave before he met with a pair of lips. quickly pulled away, “WHAT THE FUCK!” He spats before storming out of the restaurant, wiping his mouth, trying to rid of the feeling of someone else’s lips besides yours, he waved down a cab, wanting the night to end.
The cab ride was short but felt like an eternity. Exiting out the cab and paying the driver, he started making his way up the stairs to the apartment, “Y/N? Are you awake?” Whispering making sure not to wake you if you were already asleep. Still, no response, making his way to your shared bedroom, seeing your peaceful sleeping figure, climbing into the bed, he buried his face into your chest, feeling guilty about not listening to you about your concerns. Sleep finally took over him letting his body melt into yours.
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The next morning Jong-Suk woke up before you with his back pressed against your chest. Reaching over, he opened his phone and opened Twitter and saw a tweet from Allkpop.
The co-star Park Shin-Hye of Lee Jong-Suk leaks that he is dating a non-celebrity male named Y/N.
“WHAT!?” Screaming makes you jolt awake, “What? What? What?” repeatedly saying, trying to get your boyfriend to explain. “That bitch, she tried outed us!” shouting. Your eyes widened at what he said, checking your Twitter and seeing both your name and his trending. Putting your phone down, you scooted closer to your boyfriend, placing a hand on his shoulder. He shrugged it off, getting up from his spot “are you okay?” You asked. He turned around with nothing but rage in his eyes.
“AM I OKAY? IS THAT ALL YOU HAVE TO ASK? MY CAREER IS IN JEOPARDY, AND ALL YOU CAN ASK IS IF I AM OK? FUCK YOU Y/N, NO, I AM NOT OKAY!” You flinched at the sudden outburst, feeling hurt from his words.
“DON'T YOU DARE BLAME THIS ON ME, MAYBE IF YOU HAVE HAD LISTENED, THIS WOULDN'T HAVE HAPPENED!"
Shouting back at him, he started pulling at his hair in frustration. He knew it wasn’t fair to take his anger out on you, and he was mad at himself for letting it happen. “she kissed me.” the defeat in his voice, “I’m so stupid. I should have listened to you and just stayed home. But no, my stupid ass didn’t listen.” Jong-Suk saying before storming out of the apartment.
Jong-Suk had his hands in his hoodie with his head hanging down.
What am I going to do? What if people hate me?
He thinks to himself, the only people that knew about you and him were your families. He pulled out his phone and dialed his manager, ringing a few times before the manager picked up.
“I was wondering when you were going to call me.”
“How bad is it?” Jong-Suk ask.
“Damage is minimal, we can easily cover it up, and it will be gone by tomorrow.”
Jong-Suk felt a pit in his stomach, wondering if being in the closet is what’s best.
Do I want to continue hiding? No, I want to hold Y/N in public, I want to share our love with everyone, I don’t wish always to call Y/N a ‘friend.’
“No, I don’t want to lie anymore. I want to come clean,” Jong-Suk says.
“But Mr. Lee, this could potentially ruin your career, and you have a new drama set to be released.”
“We will deal with that when we cross that bridge.”
“Your call Mr. Lee. I will release an official statement confirming the allegation.”
Jong-Suk let out a deep breath that he didn’t know he was holding, turning around, and started running back to the apartment with only you on his mind, barging through the door. He ran into the room where you were still sitting on the bed, tears falling from your eyes. Jong-Suk leaned down, placing his forehead against yours.
“I am so sorry for everything that I said. I should never have cursed at you, and I love you, Y/N. That is why I told my manager that I wanted to come clean with everything.”
You finally look up, meeting those brown eyes that you fell in love with, “are you sure that is what you want to do? I don’t want to be the reason your career ends.” Jong-Suk shook his head, sitting on the bed next to you, “Nonsense, I can always play in BL dramas that I always see you watching.” He jokes, giving you a nudge, you nuzzle your face into his neck.
“What should our ship name be?” Your joke is making you both laugh, falling back on the bed, “let’s just lay here and not think of anything from the outside, just us,” Jong-Suk says, kissing you on the head. “You are too warm to move anyways.”
Your boyfriend’s phone rings, ruining the peaceful moment.
“I am sorry, Mr. Lee, but the agency won’t agree. You will have to end it with Y/N.”
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For Life
Genre: Angst. Royalty!AU
Pairing: Kim Kyungnam x fem!lead x Lee Jongsuk
Summary (idea/plot by Ikram💕): In which Kim Kyungnam is prince Jongsuk’s guard and childhood friend, and watches silently as Jongsuk and the woman he loves fall in love.
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Kyungnam smiled a bit as he watched her from afar, making sure to stand where she couldn’t see him. She sat down across from the queen, speaking animatedly as if she had just lived an adventure and couldn’t live another minute without telling someone about it. The queen looked amused, nodding ever so slightly towards her apprentice. Kyungnam could only see that side of lady Yeojin when she was with the queen. She always tried to keep a stoic face in front of others, not giving them a chance to see her for who she really is. Kyungnam knew, though, and he couldn’t get enough of her.
“Kyungnam, are you listening?” Asked the crown prince, feeling as if he was talking to himself for a moment as he gazed across the lake.
“Yes, your Highness.” Kyungnam bowed to his prince, facing him fully this time even though he was two steps behind and his gesture wouldn’t be seen.
“How can you be so quiet all the time? Don’t you have things you want to talk about? You spend your whole day with me so surely you do, right?” The prince turned around this time, making Kyungnam drop his eyes before he accidentally made eye contact.
Kyungnam had numerous things he wanted to say, many of which were about lady Yeojin. Being the personal guard of the crown prince didn’t leave him with much choice, though. He had to keep everything inside, even though he and the prince grew up together and were basically inseparable up until their teen years. The moment Kyungnam was officially assigned by the King to protect his one and his only son an invisible wall was built around him.
He was always happy to listen to the prince speak, though. He was still his dearest friend. He vowed to serve him for the rest of his life instead of perusing his dream of becoming a general and leader of the royal army, and he only did so because he cherished and loved him like a brother. He knew that Jongsuk, the crown prince, thought of him just the same. He had no regrets.
“I much prefer listening to your words, your Highness.” Kyungnam replied, keeping his eyes down.
Jongsuk chuckled, nodding. “How about a ride? The weather is just perfect,” he asked, turning to resume walking down the path that led to the main gate of the palace.
“I will have the horses ready, your Highness.” Kyungnam looked back one last time, longing heavy on his heart. He envied the queen for spending many hours with lady Yeojin. He could look at the young lady all day long and wouldn’t feel tired. He looked forward to seeing her even for a second every day, but his obligation to be by the crown prince’s side all the time makes that hard for him, and he goes days without her seeing her sometimes.
The next time he saw her, she was reading a book the queen handed to her before leaving to assist the King. He sat behind the prince, who was also reading. Kyungnam always liked the royal library, it was silent and filled with the smell of paper which it gave him a sense of serenity. Having lady Yeojin there so close to him made him almost shake of nervousness, though. Scratch that… he could actually hear the sound of his sword tapping on the chair as he shook. He only wished the prince wouldn’t hear that and ask him to stop.
Because he just couldn’t stop. Her presence shook his world (and his body, apparently.)
Soon after, the prince closed the astronomy book he was reading and stood up, ready to leave. Kyungnam did the same, despite his wish to stay longer. He followed the prince as they walked towards the direction where lady Yeojin was sitting. His hand was so tightly closed around the locket of his sword he could feel his heart beating in his palm. Lady Yeojin looked engrossed in her book, her eyes scanning the page fast as if she couldn’t wait to move to the next one. Kyungnam knew that she was paying attention to them, though. He could see it in the way she sat straight and alert, face void of any emotion and eyes subtly looking to the side from time to time, as if calculating when the prince will make it to where she was sitting. Kyungnam found that cute. She was a good actress, but he preferred when she read a book thinking no one was around. She would squint her eyes when she couldn’t read something, and show so many kinds of facial expressions Kyungnam could guess what kind of book she was reading just by watching that. It was really endearing to him.
“Your Highness,” Lady Yeojin curtsied to the crown prince, putting down her book for a moment.
“Lady Yeojin, surprising to see you in the library,” the prince grinned as he stopped to talk to the young lady. Kyungnam wished he could look up, but being in the presence of his prince and a noble woman who was also the apprentice of his queen, he had to keep his head down in respect.
“Her Majesty picked a wonderful novel for me, your Highness.” She replied, her soft but controlled voice making Kyungnam’s heart skip beats. It wasn’t the first time he found himself this close to her. The crown prince met lady Yeojin many times since she was assigned apprentice of the queen, but they never had a conversation. Prince Jongsuk starting one didn’t surprise Kyungnam, however, since the prince was always friendly and curious even towards strangers, although lady Yeojin was far from being a mere stranger.
Jongsuk peaked behind her and at the title of the book, curious about what his mother and lady Yeojin enjoyed reading. “Another one about a queen’s leadership, I see. Mother must think highly of you.” He raised his eyebrows.
Kyungnam wanted to say ‘yes’ so badly. The queen really did think highly of lady Yeojin and he strangely felt proud about it. He remembered the day lady Yeojin returned to the palace after many years of living in the north. He almost didn’t recognize her. She walked so gracefully, and spoke in such an elegant manner that he could swear she couldn’t be the same Yeojin he knew before.
When they were young, she used to follow him and the prince in their little adventures and whine all day about being tired and wanting to make flower necklaces instead. She was loud, annoying and her hits sometimes left blue bruises on Kyungnam’s shoulders. He remembered always feeling mad for not being able to hit her back. She was a girl, sure, but above that she was the daughter of King’s closest counselor. He could even lay a hand on his friend who was next in line to sit on the throne and not on her. She was a spoiled brat he couldn’t stand most of the time, but the day she left when he was twelve he didn’t want to admit that he was sad about her departure, unlike the prince.
“I am doing my best to meet her standards, your Highness,” Lady Yeojin replied, bringing Kyungnam back from his short trip down memory lane. He glanced up unconsciously.
The prince, his dearest friend, and lady Yeojin, the love of his life were staring at each other, seemingly lost in each other’s eyes.
Kyungnam felt his grip on his sword slowly loosen as he tried to look down again. His eyes refused to listen to him, that moment felt like it was extending to eternity.
Lady Yeojin finally smiled a bit before looking down shyly. Kyungnam stared at the floor again.
She smiled.
Not to the queen. She smiled to the prince.
“It is nice to see you again, Sir Kyungnam.” Yeojin finally turned to look at the prince’s guard, acknowledging his presence.
“It is my honor, your Grace.” Kyungnam bowed, feeling out of breath just by speaking those few words.
Kyungnam followed his prince as they made their way out of the library after Jongsuk explained to lady Yeojin that he has affairs to attend to. Kyungnam decided not to think much of that moment he witnessed earlier. They were all childhood friends; they must have just missed each other. The prince was always open about his feelings, too.
Before he knew it, they were at the prince’s chambers. Kyungnam took his usual spot at the corner as the prince sat at his desk, nodding as a servant brought him that day’s workload. He wasn’t king yet, but he shared some tasks with his father and showed great interest in the nation’s affairs. Kyungnam believed prince Jongsuk would make a great King just like his father and he was looking forward to serving him then, as well.
An hour or so passed before a servant outside the door announced that the prince’s lunch had arrived. Kyungnam bowed before going closer to the prince as many people came in to serve the meal. However, before they got to finish setting up the table, the prince sat up and marched to the door. Kyungnam naturally followed him, realizing he was going back to the library.
It didn’t take much for Kyungnam to put two and two together, and before he knew it, he was standing a few feet away from the crown prince as he was having lunch with lady Yeojin.
The whole time, Kyungnam was praying the prince was just being his usual friendly self, and that the queen would come to take lady Yeojin to her next class.
The queen never came.
The prince was being more than just friendly.
It was a Tuesday morning and the prince was preparing for his weekly sword fighting lesson. Kyungnam, being one of the best sword fighters in the kingdom, was in charge of it. In the last 9 years that he has been monitoring the prince’s progress, he never went easy on him and never lost a match against him despite the prince complaining about it all the time, something about “losing sometimes to enjoy winning other times.”
That day, Kyungnam let the prince win.
The moment he got to the training field, he noticed lady Yeojin watching from the steps of a storage room nearby. She woke up early to come watch the prince.
He wasn’t even sure she noticed it was him who trained the prince.
He couldn’t look at her direction in fear of seeing the look of admiration in her eyes, one that wasn’t directed to him. His heart hurt enough as it was. Sighing, he bowed at his prince who was doing a small victory dance. Happy he beat his life guard after almost a decade of trying.
“Excellent job, your Highness,” he voiced, hoping his voice sounded bright enough.
“Are you finally losing your touch, Kyungnam? Following me around instead of training must have affected your skills.” The prince teased, but Kyungnam couldn’t show any reaction. He only nodded, silently agreeing.
“I will give you a day off so stop looking so heartbroken.”
So Kyungnam couldn’t hide his feeling, after all.
“I would never, your Highness.” Kyungnam denied immediately.
“Yeah, right, as if your eyes don’t say enough.” The prince chuckled, giving his sword to the servant by his side and turning to go have breakfast with his mother.
Kyungnam should have been happy. He has been seeing (more like meeting) lady Yeojin quite often lately.
Except, he was far from being happy.
Her smile that used to make him feel butterflies in his stomache like a teenager in love now also made his heart squeeze in pain, as she smiled to his prince.
Her laugh that used to make him want to give her the world and more now also made his heart feel like it was being stabbed by a thousand needles at once, as she laughed with his prince.
Her bright eyes that used to make him feel like his life was complete now also made him wish he was blind, as she gazed lovingly at his prince.
He would just stand there, staring at nothing in particular and listening as the two people he loved the most in the world conversed for hours on end, too busy with one another to remember he was there in the first place. His eyes would make their way to her sometimes, torturing him just a bit more every time.
Sometimes, he found himself wishing he was the prince just for a day, an hour, even.
Lady Yeojin spoke to him a few times, making remarks about how different he was from the little boy she used to bicker with.
He hated himself for not being able to control his feelings. He hated himself for still feeling on top of the world whenever she as much as looked his way.
The crown prince hummed a cheerful melody as he worked, Kyungnam standing on the other side of the room. In truth, Kyungnam knew the prince wasn’t actually working, but writing a letter or a poem for lady Yeojin who was too busy with the queen to meet him for the next few days. Kyungnam had to take a few of those letters to her personally during that week, making sure the queen didn’t catch him walking around and away from her son whom he should be protecting. Lady Yeojin would smile down at the paper before thanking him and hurrying back to her room, not bothering to put on her usual stoic face. Kyungnam, on the other hand, would stand there for a minute, just staring into space not knowing how to feel or what to think, before making his way back to the prince’s chambers to let him know he delivered the letter successfully.
Prince Jongsuk stopped writing abruptly, turning back to look at Kyungnam who looked down without missing a beat.
“I think I’m going to propose,” said the prince, smiling from ear to ear.
Kyungnam made eye contact with his prince for the first time ever since he was assigned as his guard.
Kyungnam forgot how to breathe for a while as he watched prince Jongsuk and lady Yeojin bow to each other.
…As groom and bride.
He still couldn’t believe it, even when he was witnessing the royal wedding first hand, he couldn’t believe it.
Jongsuk looked at him, mentioning for him to come closer. Kyungnam received an order the previous night to attend the wedding not as his life guard, but as his only friend. Kyungnam wanted to decline so badly but couldn’t.
He was happy for his brother, he was also happy lady Yeojin was happy.
But he felt like breathing was the hardest thing in the world, he wanted to disappear.
Kyungnam felt bad for not being able to feel completely happy for them. They were the most precious people to him and he knew they deserved that happiness.
He smiled as he took a few steps closer, congratulating the couple.
He found it funny that out of all the things he wanted to speak of, all the things he wanted to say to each one of them… that was the only thing he could get himself to say.
“Isn’t she the most beautiful of all?” Jongsuk half whispered to Kyungnam, chuckling when his now wife hit him lightly on the shoulder, embarrassed.
Kyungnam dared to look at lady Yeojin, staring at her for a few seconds hoping the prince wouldn’t catch that.
He didn’t look away even when she met his gaze, looking slightly confused.
“She is.” He whispered back to his prince, who was waving at the public. “She is, your Highness.”
Kyungnam clutched his sword as he followed the newly-wed couple to their new chambers as the wedding came to an end. It was a breezy night. He stood outside, facing the lake that separated him from lady Yeojin and the queen all those months ago. He smiled at the memory.
For the first time, as a single tear made its way down his cold cheek, he regretted vowing to serve his best friend and future king for life.
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IT COULD BE A DRAMA II Lee Jong Suk II Part Eight
It Could Be A Drama // Lee Jong Suk // Part Eight
Lee Jong Suk ft. Kim Woo Bin
Pairing : Jong Suk x Reader
Genre : Fluff, Angst, Humor, Romance
Words : 1,200+
Summary : During filming for School 2013 Lee Jong Suk found himself falling for the reader. In a split second she had left him. Not understanding her reasons for leaving, hate for her builds inside him.
(A/N)This story is another huge ass thank you to all of my followers.
Part Eight
The mere fact that Jong Suk would be returning to Seoul within the day was nerve wracking. You’d fielded his call from 2 weeks ago, requesting to talk about everything, by essentially giving in. At the time, you’d thought there would be an easy way to get out of it. But with Woo Bin and Minhee teaming up with Jong Suk, you found yourself caught with no escape.
“Seriously tell us, (Y/N), why can’t you give Jong Suk a chance?” Woo Bin had asked seriously after he and Minhee had locked the door to your office, a simple warning not to leave.
“You’re still in love with him. You never even tried moving on to someone else. If you’re not going to give him another chance, then go on a date with someone.” Minhee added with her arms crossed over her chest.
Woo Bin’s question had been hard to answer as you didn’t have a straight answer at the time. Then you’d stumbled out something along the lines of not trusting him.
Today, as you waited from Jong Suk to come knocking at your door, you were pressed to admit that it was fear. Every reason Yoo Rim had for pushing you two away from each other was legitimate. The media would dislike the relationship. It could hinder both of your professional careers. Dating him could make it problematic for production companies to hire you. You’d come so far without him. Would you allow a relationship to take you a step back?
Rubbing your hand down your face, you wished you could lock the door to your office, but someone had prevented that possibility.
“Oops,” Woo Bin giggled after intentionally breaking the handle on the office door. “Guess I better call maintenance and have them come and replace this.”
The placing of the call did nothing to help the situation as maintenance informed you that they would need to take the handle to fix it, before returning it at a later date.
“What a shame.” Woo Bin fake sighed.
“Hmm, what a shame.” You hummed back while glaring at him.
“Fucking ass,” the statement was mumbled under your breath as you considered just making a break for it as you heard the sound of footsteps coming your way. A breath whined from your lips.
I could jump from the window.
I’m only on the second floor.
That won’t kill me.
It may break a few bones.
But that really depends on how I land.
I could jump and roll.
Fuck, I should have gone into stunts, not costuming.
A knock sounded on your door before Jong Suk’s eye became visible from his bent form through the hole that once was your door knob. “Looks like someone was grasping for handles.” He joked.
Taking a calming breath, you walked to the door and pulled it open, “You could say that.”
His tall, thin form stood before you, the only thing separating you was the air between the door frame.
He was slightly messy. His hair, usually perfectly manicured, looked as if fingers had been run through the soft locks one too many times in the past few hours.
Taking a step forward he entered your personal space, forcing you to take a step back and allow him into the room. He slid the door shut behind him, giving the two of you privacy from the staff walking around the building. “That was a nice trick you pulled.”
“Excuse me.” you asked, wishing you’d hidden in the costuming department over your own private office. There would be more space to keep Jong Suk at a comfortable distance, rather than the intrusive closeness that you were experiencing now.
“The running away,” he shrugged. At the roll of your eyes, he took another impossible step closer, bringing him just inches from you. “You can call it what ever you want, but that was a dirty trick you pulled. You completely shattered my world and then pulled some strings before I could get my head on straight. I didn’t get to explain my side last time we talked. You said your side, fucking destroyed me, and took off. Now it’s my turn.”
Your breathing was shallow, his closeness preventing you from being able to draw a full breath. Even now, even after years of being apart, even with these last two weeks to prepare, you were still unable to control the love that your heart held for him.
You silence was his only cue to continue. “I love you. The reason I was such a dick when you came back, the reason I couldn’t keep my hands off of you, it was all because I still loved you. I had no idea what happened between us. I thought you left because Woo Bin had offered you a better deal. I thought you wanted a public relationship to further your career. Since I wasn’t offering it, I thought that you were giving it to Woo Bin. I was angry. For so long. Like a fucking theorist I had all these dumb fuck ideas for why you’d left. I was stupid.” He paused for a moment, taking in your expression. Your eyes wouldn’t meet his own and the inches between you two felt like miles. “And then suddenly you were back, and I wanted you to feel just a fraction of what I felt. But you kept acting so fucking unaffected. I was dying, and you were so pristine.”
Your throat felt raw, as if it had been rubbed thin. The wetness at your lashes was the final warning that your eyes had filled with tears, that the shame of everything was finally going to break the dam and allow you to cry.
“I just wanted you to react. I need to see that there was still something in you that I’d fallen in love with before. So, I annoyed you. I fought with you…I kissed you.” He sighed, bringing a hand up to rub the back of his neck before locking eyes with you. “And I don’t regret it. I needed to break your walls down somehow.” His smirked brought a half smile to your lips as you fought against the tears.
You disconnected your gaze from him, hoping he wouldn’t notice the apparent wetness to your eyes if you didn’t look at him for too long.
I’m not going to cry.
I’m a big girl.
No tears.
(Y/N) please, please, please don’t cry right now.
Jong Suk’ hand under your chin brought your eyes back to meet his own again. “Even now, you’re trying to keep me from seeing you cry. I want to know what your feeling. I messed up so badly before. I should have just talked to you, asked what was going on in your head. I’m sorry for letting Yoo Rim abuse you like that. I didn’t realize she’d try to be my Kdrama mother.”
At his words the dam broke and you chocked on a sob. His arms went around your crumpling form, holding you close to him. “I’m so, so sorry (Y/N).” His own voice sounded thick, as if it too was battling with emotions long suppressed. “I love you. And I didn’t treat you like I did.”
“I love you.” Your voice was nearly incomprehensible from the force of your sobs, but Jong Suk didn’t seem to mind as he placed kisses all over your wet cheeks.
“I know. I know. I’ve always known. I was just stupid.” Those were his final words before his lips met your own, releasing every bit of suppressed love that had long been needing to be free.
Giving yourself into the moment, you pressed closer to him, allowing yourself to forgive everything that had transpired in the last few years. And allowing yourself to just be and exist, in the moment, with the man you loved.
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After the Wedding - Lee Jongsuk Imagine
Requested by anon: hi... this my first time requesting something and i hope you accept it. i have been rewatching w two worlds and i fell in love all over again with lee jong suk. if that is possible could you write an imagine with him where him and the reader are married and have their first child? or maybe the night of their wedding? it could be anything fluff, angst, smut, you can write whatever makes you feel at ease. sorry for the long ask and thank you in advance💗
Word count: 707 words
A/N: pt 2 right here!
The night was calm. After the hectic wedding reception only hours prior, this was a Godsend. As much as you had enjoyed getting to celebrate one of the most memorable moments in your life - and relationship - you desperately needed and wanted the alone time with your new husband.
“You looked lovely,” Jongsuk’s voice said as he walked into the bedroom two empty glasses and a bottle of what you assumed was champagne in hand. “You still do even now. But you always look lovely.”
You smiled, leaning back on the bed as you watched him walk over, setting the glasses on the bedside table before beginning to open the bottle with a pop - it was wine.
“We’re married now,” you mused, taking the glass of wine he offered to you. “Can you believe that?”
He hummed, the sound of wine glugging out of the bottle into his glass filling the void, “If I’m being honest, it’s surreal. Like, I knew I wanted to marry you from the moment I saw you, but not that it’s happened...I’m in awe?”
Your glasses clinked, “To us?”
“To us.”
You managed to take a small sip just before Jongsuk’s hand gently took the glass from your hand and set it on the table along with his.
“I was drinking th-”
His lips connected with your neck placing fluttering kisses everywhere he could reach, cutting off your words due to the sudden action.
“Jongsuk…”
He pulled away sighing deeply, “I love this wedding dress (y/n), I really do, but all I can think about is taking it off and kissing every inch of your skin, worshiping every fiber of your being-”
You placed a finger over his lips, “I know. You can do that after I finish my wine. It’s just one glass.”
He playfully rolled his eyes giving you your glass before taking his own and drinking it slowly. You laughed as you took much smaller sips, wanting to tease him for as long as you could. You could feel the impatience radiating off of him as you drank extra slowly.
“(y/n)~” he whined. “Can you please drink normally?”
You pulled the glass away from your lips, “Since you asked so nicely-” you drank the last bit of wine from the glass before setting it down. “There.”
In an instant, his hands were reaching for the zipper at the back of the dress pulling it down carefully before shoving at the fabric. You giggled as you stood up letting the dress fall gently to the floor before your waist was gripped tightly pulling you close to Jongsuk. True to his word, he kissed every inch of your skin as he removed your undergarments. With your back soon pressed against the mattress and him hovering over you relishing in his body worship, you found yourself humming in delight. In no time he’d managed to skilling slip inside you slowly thrusting in and out and whispering sweet nothings into your ear.
The sweet love making carried on and on. Thrust by thrust, sweet moan by sweet moan, kiss by kiss, the night progressed as the two of you spent your first night as a married couple.
“I love you,” he whispered over and over, as his slow and sensual thrust began picking up speed. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” you whispered back, kissing his shoulder, before biting down on his shoulder in effort to quiet the loud moan that tried to leave your body as your climax hit you out of seemingly nowhere.
Jongsuk continued, his hand pushing back your dampened hair from your forehead before he quickened his speed a bit more, swooping down for a kiss as he slipped out groaning as he came on your stomach. Catching his breath he rolled onto his side, laying there for a few moments before sitting up and getting up, going to grab a towel to clean you up. After doing so, he grabbed your empty glasses and poured more wine into them.
“How does a relaxing bath and some more wine sound, Wifey?” he asked as he looked over his shoulder heading into the bathroom. “I’ll get everything ready and come get you alright?”
You nodded, “Sounds perfect.”
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Pushed Aside - Lee Jong Suk
This is for Anon! Thank you for waiting for so long for this scenario. I hope that this story makes it to you, I hope that you like this story and it is what you are looking for. Happy reading <3
Request: Here
Dim light highlighted select parts of your shared apartment, outfitted in your favorite pair of sweatpants and worn t shirt that hugged you in all the right places. Folding your legs underneath you, your bare feet brushed against the soft fabric of your couch as your boyfriend, Jongsuk, carried over some snacks from the kitchen to the living room. Jongsuk placed the tray with a large bowl of popcorn, a smaller bowl of your favorite candies next to two tall glasses of your favorite drink.
“What’s on the menu tonight, waiter?” You teased him, wrapping your arms around your bended knees pulled to your chest.
“Tonight I have for you some lightly seasoned puffed corn, some delectable candies and to top it all off your favorite drink.” Jongsuk sat on the edge of the couch, sitting up tall as if he was really a waiter.
“Hrmmm is this the best you can do?” You continued to tease him, shooting him a questionable look.
“If you don’t believe me, then you can try it for yourself” Jongsuk tried hard not to let a smile curl onto his lips as he lifted the tray of food onto his lap allowing you to sample each of the foods on the bamboo breakfast tray.
Carefully choosing a few pieces of popcorn, you cautiously slipped the puffed corn in between your lips. Your favorite flavor of popcorn lightly touched your tongue before the flavor began to spread around your oral cavity. Next, your fingers dragged over your favorite candies, taking one or two pieces more than you did the popcorn you slipped the candy between your pair of lips. A happy hum spilled from your lips causing Jongsuk to smile brightly in response to your hum.
“Sounds like you approve” Jongsuk whispered as the grin couldn’t be caged any longer. Sitting back, he pulled the remote from the coffee table before he played the movie that was already loaded onto the tv screen.
“I might approve” You smiled as you let Jongsuk settle amongst the cushions before cuddling up to his side. With his arm wrapping around your shoulders and cradling you against him, your head rested just right below his shoulder but on his chest as you could still hear the resounding beats of his heart coupled with the deep, even and relaxing breaths.
Not very far along into the movie, your phone began to dance along the glass top of the coffee table as an incoming call captured your attention. Sitting up from Jongsuk’s hold, you read the name of the incoming call.
“I won’t be long” You told Jongsuk, he paused the movie as you picked up the call and climbed over Jongsuk’s long extended legs that rested on top of the glass coffee table top.
Jongsuk watched you trot back to your shared bedroom, gathering a few treats between his fingers he slipped the treats between his lips before pulling out his phone just to try and pass the time. Watching the time tick by in the top right hand corner of his phone, he continued to scroll through social media for several more minutes on end until you have been on the phone for more than half an hour. A sigh left his lips as he carefully placed the bamboo breakfast tray holding the treats on the coffee table. Standing to his feet, he walks into the kitchen looking through the refrigerator hearing your laughter echo within the bedroom, looking over his shoulder he slowly began to make his way to the bedroom door.
Standing at the door frame he peered in the shared bedroom to see you laying on your stomach, your legs kicking back and forth in the air while your fingers run through the ends of your high set ponytail. Watching you giggle, smile and blush, Jongsuk felt something not sitting right within him. A groaning floorboard tipped you off that you were being watched as you turned your head to see Jongsuk standing in the doorway, his arms folded while his face was contorted in confusion.
“Can you hold on a moment?” You told the person on the other side of the phone. Setting your phone on the bed, you crawled off of the bed and trotted over to the doorway.
“Who is on the phone?” Jongsuk questioned as his heart began to beat faster in jealousy.
“Just an old friend” You reassured him with a smile, “Why don’t you go start the movie again, I will be right out.”
“Okay, I just don’t want you to miss the movie” Jongsuk pushed himself away from the doorframe feeling slightly defeated.
“Don’t worry, I know you will fill me in” You gave his arm a light pat before you pushed the door closed before heading back to the bed to resume your call.
Seeing the white door close on him, Jongsuk dropped his head as he slowly shuffled to the end of the hallway, turning back to the ajar door, he heard your giggle once again before he dropped his head and headed back out to the couch. Feeling pushed away, Jongsuk slowly sunk into the cushions on the couch. Lowering the volume on the movie, he pressed play just like he agreed. Watching the movie scenes play across the screen while he focused on your giggles, and your replies back in the bedroom.
The credits began to scroll across the screen even though Jongsuk’s eyes were locked on the dark hallway leading back to the soft light bleeding out from the door propped open a crack. Turning back to the movie, he turned off the movie and all of the electronics. Picking up the bamboo breakfast tray with all of the untouched treats, he shuffled back into the kitchen before placing the drinks back in the refrigerator, the small candies were left out on the counter along with the popcorn.
Laughter radiated from the master bedroom as you continued to laugh harder, hitching your breath once the laughter lost your lips just to gasp for some air so you continue. Taking his time, Jongsuk slowly made his way around the apartment, locking all of the doors and windows and closing up for the night while several soft sighs escaped his lips. Passing by the television, Jongsuk moseyed over to the mantle where several pictures of the two of you sat side by side.
Picking up his favorite, he brought it down and rested the edge of the frame within his hands while his thumb grazed over the brushed steel frame. Thoughts of inadequacy, doubt and jealousy bombarded his mind. Hearing your voice turn soft and kind, to laughter then to compliments, Jongsuk placed the frame back with the others. Seeing his favorite smile upon your lips, in his favorite picture of the two of you, he clenched his jaw wondering if he even made you happy anymore.
Taking his time, he walked back to the bedroom slowly allowing the dark apartment to wrap around his figure. Easing himself down on the hardwood floor, he reclined back against the wall, resting his head against the painted plaster watching the time slowly slip through his fingers.
Drifting in and out of sleep as the hours continued to tick on, Jongsuk closed his eyes continuing to listen to your multi houred conversation.
“Thank you for calling, I really enjoyed tonight” You began to wrap up the call, exchanging goodbyes, you ended the call.
Climbing off of the bed, you opened the door to a darkened apartment, with no sound other than soft breathing. Seeing a mass sitting against the wall right outside of the door, you knelt down slightly to see Jongsuk’s head hung over his shoulder, his chest moving up and down as his body balanced between the upright wall and the hardwood floor.
“You want to sleep here for the night, or come to bed?” You whispered in question, your fingers slowly tangling in his hair to try and wake him without startling him.
“Who was on the phone?” Jongsuk questions, rubbing his eyes in his rustic morning voice
“Casey, don’t you remember him?” You answered, your fingers slowly retracting from his black locks.
“Your old crush, Casey?” He probed with a puzzled look on his face.
Jongsuk reflected back to when the three of you were Juniors and Seniors in high school Remembering the three of you joined at the hip, always doing everything together until one day Casey asked you out to Homecoming, then Junior Prom, the Winter Ball, another Homecoming and last but not least Senior Prom. After each and every single event that Casey took you to you always managed to find your way back to Jongsuk, usually in tears, over the evening and the guy you spent it with. Dumping you right before Senior Prom and showing up with another girl was more than you could bear. Yet Jongsuk was always there, having to pick up the shattered pieces of your heart, wiping away tears of frustration and holding you until you fell asleep so that you knew that you weren’t alone. Over the course of two years, there were more nights with you sobbing over what Casey had done than laughter when you were with Jongsuk.
“Yeah, we just had to catch up” You smiled, snapping Jongsuk back to the present.
“You had to, or you wanted to?” Jongsuk wanted to clarify, giving you a curious look while he anxiously awaited your answer.
“A little bit of both, he is doing so many great things!” You began to talk excitedly about all of the things that Casey had told you over the multi houred call, for which Jongsuk began to fade out of the conversation. “Aren’t you happy for him?”
“Yeah..” Jong suk’s single worded answer was all that was spilled from his lips before he stood up and passed you in the doorway. Closing the door to the closet with a touch of frustration and jealousy, he changed in the closet before retreating to the bed for the night. Pulling his book from the night table beside the bed, his fingers relocating the place he left off at as his eyes moved over the black letters on the ivory pages..
Turning your attention to Jongsuk from your spot at the doorway, his brow furrowed while his fingers held onto the book tighter than normal. An odd feeling began to creep into the room, eventually enveloping everything and everyone that reside.
Taking your time, you changed into your pajamas and did your nightly routine, before you came out to see Jongsuk turned over. His book placed back on the night stand and the lamp on his side of the bed was dark, his back facing the middle of the bed and the covers pulled over his shoulder. Sitting on the bed, you pulled your glasses from the bridge of your nose and folded them before placing them on the bedside table. Turning over you saw Jongsuk’s body lay next to you, thoughts of cuddling him escaped your mind before you turned your back to his and faced the side edge of the bed.
“Are you mad?” Your cutting words sliced through the unsettled yet quiet air hanging in the room..
“No” He whispered, letting the air sit for a minute maybe two, “Why did you answer...?”
“He called and it is rude to not pick up your phone,” You reasoned softly feeling your heart begin to pick up in pace.
“It is also rude to ignore your boyfriend on date night when he tried to hard to get off work just to spend some time with you” Jongsuk passive aggressively whispered, “I can understand a five maybe fifteen minute call but three and a half hours… that seems a little much talking to an old crush of yours. Even after all that he did to you, the history between you two.” A disappointed sigh left his lips as he reached out and pulled the chain, turning off the lamp on his side of the bed.
“I didn’t mean for it to come off that way…” You whispered back, looking over your shoulder at his wide shoulders.
“I just wanted some of your time…” Jongsuk whispered as tears clouded his eyes.
A tension tightened around your heart as you could almost hear his voice crack and break with each word that he whispered so thoughtfully to you.
“You get a lot of time with me” You tried to reassure him, not wanting to go to bed with him like this.
“Not really, I get to see you sleeping when I have to wake up early. I get to see you sleeping when you are fast asleep because I got off of the set late. Even if we did have some time when you are awake, it is usually only an hour and we don’t do anything, we usually sit in the same room while I read a script and you are on your laptop or phone.” Jongsuk paused, “I just wanted two hours of your time to watch a movie and hold you in my arms. I am sorry that you didn’t want to do the same...”
In that moment your heart ached like none other, remembering all of the nights that Jongsuk listened to your heartbreak stories with Casey, remembering how many times he ghosted you, ditched you and dumped you just to take you back to get something out of you. Turning over, you slowly moved yourself closer to your boyfriend, placing your hand on his arm, you curled against his back.
“I’m sorry” You whispered against the cotton fabric of his grey tee shirt, tucking your arms against you, you soaked in his warmth for the moment before your eyes closed.
Feeling your body pressed against his, he waited a moment before he heard your slightly heavy breathing. Carefully rolling over, he wrapped his arms around you as you adjusted your body so that your head rested on his strong chest. Feeling warm droplets of water run off your cheek and soak into his shirt, he tightened his arms around you and kissed the crown of your head.
Pressing another kiss onto your head, he held you tighter and pulled the tangled covers up on you a little more. “I love you so much sweetheart, I am sorry the tears you are spilling are over me this time...”
A few more tears fell from your eyes as your breathing became irregular for a about a minute.
“It’s okay sweetie, I know you didn’t mean to. I just want some time to show you how much you mean to me. I don’t want you to feel like you aren’t good enough or that you aren’t loved.” Jongsuk whispered softly as his lengthy fingers lightly played with a few strands of your hair. “I just wanted to do better… cause I’ll never stop improving or trying to wind your love, every single day of every week of every year in our lifetimes. You’re too special to me to lose you.”
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MANIFESTING METHODS IN 'NIGHTMARE TEACHER'
NIGHTMARE TEACHER
... is a south korean drama about a teacher called bonggu who seems to know everything about his students, including their desires. he invites students who seem to long for something into his consultation room where he helps them get their desires, but the students have to sign his contract ( with their own blood lol )
a slightly eerie show :D
watching the show I realized that the methods bonggu gives his students can be used as manifestation methods ! well actually some of them are already popular in this community, so this will be more like an explanation post !!
here you'll find my top 3 methods from that series <3
KIM SEULGI'S METHOD
seulgi was the invisible student in her class. people either bullied or didn't notice her. when she went to the consultation room, bonggu gave her a piece of paper where the sitting arrangement of her class was drawn. he told her to draw a line from her table to the table of the student she wants to be friends with. she did that and the people she connected her table with immediately befriended + became nice to her !!
BUT...she regretted it in the end. her classmates became obsessed with her & argued with whom seulgi should meet up with etc. & simply annoyed her. so, be careful with your intention + whom you want to be connected with !
HOW TO DO IT :
take a piece of paper and either draw the sitting arrangement of your class if you want to enhance the relationship with your classmates. if not, write down the names of other people who you want to be closer with and put your name in the middle. draw a line from your name to theirs and imagine them being very close to you !
AHN SIYEON'S METHOD :
siyeon would lie about her imaginary boyfriend, seok pilho, who apparently lived in the states. her classmates wanted to get to know more about her boyfriend, wanting siyeon to video call him so that they truly know that he actually exists. siyeon always dodged their request, but the girls persisted. also, siyeon is very good at writing stories and received the best grade in one of her exams. bonggu noticed that and invited her to the consultation room. he gave her a notebook & told her to write down the scenarios she wanted to happen in there. she did & all of them came true !
take care with what you write down though !!!
HOW TO DO IT :
grab a random notebook & script your ideal scenarios in there as if they already happened ! it's basically the wish book method.
example :
i'm the top student & I always receive the highest and best grades effortlessly ! today my teachers praised me for being so intelligent
DO DOHEE'S METHOD
dohee was seen as the queen of the high school, being very pretty and having a popular boyfriend, jongsuk, as well.
both of them were the faces of the high school until another girl - yoona - came in between.
dohee was more focused on her beauty than on her relationship, resulting in jongsuk feeling lonely, but yoona would give him the attention he needed.
one day yoona was the new face of the school, replacing dohee from the school's poster. dohee got jealous as yoona seemed to steal her title, reputation and her boyfriend.
dohee received a message from an anonymous person ( aka bonggu ) advertising her to download a specific beauty app. dohee tried it out, took a selfie and edited her face with the given make up tools in that app.
when she looked in the mirror, her edited face became real !
meaning if she edited her lips to a pretty red shade in the app, her lips instantly turned red in real life as well !!
HOW TO DO IT
you can use any editing or beauty app. take a selfie and edit it to your liking. then imagine that you look exactly like how you edited your face ! you can save that picture and use it as your desired face reference.
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Who I write and edit for:
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Exo
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iKon
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Squid Game cast
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Lee Joongi
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Disclaimer: I do not write smut anymore, I wrote one smut on this blog and realized that it wasn’t for me, but I keep it up since I worked really hard to finish writing it and it is also a piece of writing that is very long and took a lot to write, and I don’t want the time I spent on it to go to waste. So please do not request for me to write smut because I am no longer writing that genre. But if you want something suggestive, then I am perfectly okay with writing that, and have no problem fulfilling that request.
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Send in an ask of what you want me to write and who about and I'll post it when I'm done. I do take a little while to write, about a week or two depending on the ask/group. For instance, if you want a reaction for a group with a lot of members, it'll take more time. So all in all, it really depends on what is being requested, but if it's taking longer than usual, I'll reach out to you so you know that I'm working on it.
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