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animeniacss · 15 days

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heyyyyy bestie it's wonuwrites xo

Soooo I have a request for you~ like I told you in messages I have a drabble/oneshot idea with a Taylor Swift song + Wonwoo because of course it's Wonwoo <3 So the song is the 1 by Taylor Swift. Specifically this lyric: "But we were something, don't you think so? Roaring twenties, tossing pennies in the pool And if my wishes came true It would've been you In my defense, I have none For never leaving well enough alone But it would've been fun If you would've been the one."

I am excited for this <33

Thank you for waiting! Sorry it took longer than I hoped!

Synopsis: After a year and a half of being broken up, you and Wonwoo reunite briefly. You think back to those days and what could have been different.

Tags: Ex!Wonwoo, Angst, Coffee Shop!AU, T.Swift Inspired Lyrics

Length: approx. 1.8k words

Wonwoo x Reader - The One I Couldn't Be

The café was always empty this early in the morning, and that was how you liked it. It took a few hours for the real foot traffic of the morning commuters to make its way to your work, and that meant a few hours of peace. The only sound was that of the oven whirring behind you, heating up for the string of breakfast sandwiches you were bound to start on.

You were dusting off the top of the display cases when you heard the sound of the bell ringing at the front entrance. Immediately, your head snapped up and you smiled. “Welcome, can I help you?”

When a familiar deep voice uttered your name, your eyes settled on a familiar set of dark eyes behind rimmed glasses and a warm smile.

“Wonwoo.” Despite how much time had passed, you breathed the name with so much familiarity. “Good morning!”

“Good morning.” He said. “Am I early? Are you open yet?”

“Barely. But that’s okay. What can I get you?” You turned towards the machines behind you. “The usual?”

“You still remember?” he chuckled at the realization.

How could I forget? You thought to yourself. “Of course. I only made it for you fifteen million times.” When Wonwoo laughed again, you felt yourself inhaling an extra deep breath. “So, what brings you in? I feel I haven’t seen you around here in a while.”

“I don’t have a reason to be around this part of Seoul anymore.” The comment tugged at your heartstrings, pulling them in the opposite direction and tightening your chest, like when a child tugs furiously at the laces of their shoes and squeezes their foot inside a bit too tight.

“What brings you today, then?” You watched the coffee brew into the pot. “It’s not to see me, is it?” Finally working up the courage to turn back to Wonwoo, you caught a small smile on his lips. His eyes cast down to the display case. “Do you want something to eat? I can pop a sandwich in the oven to warm up.”

Wonwoo shook his head. “I’m okay, thanks.” You approached the register and punched in the order. “How has everything been?”

“Good. You?”

“Fine. Still here.” You motioned to the muted brown walls decorated in florals that boxed you in. Wonwoo only hummed in response, and the both of you fell into awkward silence.

How else could it be with Jeon Wonwoo? Nothing other than awkward felt like it made sense anymore. It was expected really, when you’ve been broken up for almost a year and a half. It was a whirlwind, really, not even long enough for you to process that going forward any interactions with the one person you thought you’d spend the rest of your life with would feel awkward.

Maybe that was why it felt impossible to breathe; as if you were sitting at the bottom of the ocean for the entirety of that year and a half.

As you turned to the coffee machine and began assembling his drink. “Do you remember-.” You paused for a second, wondering if going down memory lane would add to the awkwardness. “When you and I would go to the mall and before we went shopping, we would toss a penny into the fountain outside?”

Wonwoo’s eyes shot up in your direction and he smiled. “Yeah. Of course. To make sure we could find what we were looking for that day.”

“Those were fun times.” You said, just loud enough for him to hear. Even if he gave a curt, one-word reply or a verbal nod, you would feel content. You would feel content knowing that those memories were just as dear to him as they had been to you – still were to you.

“Do you still do it?” You caught a slight tease in his voice though it was masked with a bit of shyness. It seemed even he was treading a tightrope of nostalgia in this moment, neither of you wanting to say too much and risk falling into the depths below.

“Do you?” Wonwoo only chuckled as you passed him his drink. He offered a small thank you. You smiled. “Are you taking this to go?”

Hesitation as Wonwoo scanned the area. “I think I can sit for a minute.” You nodded, watching as he took the first seat in the café; the one closest to you. He even faced you, and it felt like a year and a half ago for a second. Wonwoo sipped his coffee and smiled while you both talked until the café got busy and he was ultimately left for the morning to head to his own job. That is, until you two would see each other in the evenings and everything felt right again.

That part didn’t happen anymore.

“How’s the family?” You asked.

“They’re good. My parents are still my parents.”

“Workaholics?” You hummed, and Wonwoo’s laugh confirmed enough. “What about Bohyuk? Still in the whole fashion model business?”

“Took a break to finish his degree, but he said he wants to get back into it.”

Even in only a year and a half, a lot had changed in Wonwoo’s life. You couldn’t help but wonder how things would be different now if you had left well enough alone, bit down the things that felt so major at the time, but make you cringe in regret now. Did those things really matter? Would they have mattered to you now? The distance between the both of you is so big you’d need a boat to cross it and see him again just to fight about how long the trip took in the first place.

You could have left well enough alone because now all of those moments felt pointless, but not the same kind of pointless as watching two copper pennies drop to the bottom of the fountain’s water. A different, emptier kind of pointless that makes you regret.

Wonwoo decided to break up. While sitting on his bed, a movie idly playing in the background, he had mentioned it.

“We should take some time apart. I think it’s good for both of us.”

That time was a year and a half, a changed social media relationship post, and an ugly cry into the tub of ice cream Jeonghan bought you ago.

Pulling yourself back to the present with talk of life updates, dawning the mask of a sociable customer service worker, you choked out a: “What about you?”

“Me?”

“Yes, you.” You snorted. “Still at the same job? Still playing the same games? What’s new?”

Wonwoo was silent for a beat too long so you finally turned back to face him despite what your facial features might convey about your feelings. Wonwoo had the coffee cup to his lips, eyes cast at one of the decorative paintings hung up on the wall beside him. It had been changed twice since he was here last, and he seemed to notice.

“Different painting? I liked the old one.”

“Oh, you’re changing the subject? That must mean you have something juicy to hide?” Wonwoo didn’t chuckle or laugh under his breath this time. That made your teasing smile fall. “Sorry, maybe it’s not my business. I shouldn’t push.”

“Ah, no.” Wonwoo shook his head. “I was just debating on if I wanted to tell you when I came in here for coffee.”

“Tell me what?” You asked.

Wonwoo seemed a bit unsure. “I feel like it’s inappropriate. After all this time.”

“Is it some kinky thing?” Wonwoo finally laughed again, shaking his head. A bit of blush formed on his cheeks.

“You’re terrible. No.” You were silent despite a small smile on your face, watching as Wonwoo shifted in his seat. “I met someone.”

“Ah.” You didn’t intend for the sound to escape your lips, but when it did your chest deflated. “That’s lovely. Is she nice?” Of course, she is. You thought. Wonwoo only attracts nice people….

“She is.” He said. You could see the fondness in his eyes. “We met at this party Mingyu took me to about six months ago. We’re meeting up today about 15 minutes down the road.”

“The aquarium?” Wonwoo nodded. “Aw, that’s really nice.” Wonwoo’s eyes relaxed a bit, as did the rest of his body. “I’m happy for you.”

“Thanks.” He seemed to have finished his coffee since he didn’t lift it up for more sips. “What about you?”

“Pah.” You scoffed. “Nothing but men looking for hook-ups, or the guys who won’t leave you alone when you’ve politely turned them down.”

“Ah, sorry to hear that.”

You shrugged passively because it didn’t bother you. “I’ve taken a break from all that. This-.” You motioned to the four walls and the display case in front of you. “-Causes me more than enough stress.” A beat of silence, and you added. “I’m happy for you, though.”

“Thank you.” He got up from his seat and walked back over to the display case. For a second his eyes dropped to it, scanning the contents. “I think I might take something to eat for the trip.”

“Okay.” Hands reached into the case and pulled out two muffins, chocolate chip and blueberry. “Here.”

“Ah. Two?” He blinked. “I’m Mingyu, you know. I don’t eat that much at once.”

“It’s for your girlfriend, Wonwoo.” This had been only the second time you said his name this morning, yet it felt so natural escaping your lips yet again. “That’d be kind of rude of you to not show up with anything for her.”

“Ah, you’re right.” Wonwoo smiled. When he reached into his pocket, you stuck your hand out. He looked confused as his eyes met yours again.

“Don’t worry. On me.” You said.

“What? I couldn’t.”

“Too bad.” You said. “I insist. Thanks for coming to visit.”

Reluctantly Wonwoo put his wallet back in his pocket and nodded with a grateful thank you. In a few minutes, Wonwoo would be out of your café once again, this time heading to see someone else rather than to kill time before being in your arms once again.

The thought hurt, but it hurt less seeing Wonwoo smile the way he did. “Take care of yourself, okay?”

“Mm. You too.” Wonwoo fixed his glasses, waving his hand as he headed out of the café. You watched his back get smaller and smaller, turning as he passed by the window and down the street. Just like that, you were left alone in the café like you had been ten minutes earlier. Only now, you heart was heavier.

As the day went on, serving customers and cleaning tables, your mind weighed heavy on the topic of: what would be different now if I had been the one? Could I have done anything differently to keep Wonwoo in my grasp?

Were we always destined to grow apart this way?

As evening pulled over the city you locked up the café and stepped onto the street, bag slung over your shoulder and cap pulled over your sleepy eyes.

With the moonlight as your only companion, you made your way home, your mind finally quieting down with questions a year and a half too old to be answered. Well, one question you had today was answered.

He didn’t come back to town just to see you.

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straylightdream · 1 year

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moonlight - 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧?

↳ even on your worst days he’s there for you.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1k

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: angst, unprotected sex, slow emotional intercourse, lots of emotions.

𝐚𝐧: this is a part of a series of short one shots with all the skz boys that take place in the middle of the night. If you would like to join any of my Stray Kids taglist please fill out this form.

𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬.

The weight of the world feels like it’s on your shoulder. A rough day at work has left you a crying mess sitting on your bed. Working in retail isn’t glamorous, some days are better than others. Today consisted of two different customers yelling at you.

The sound of your bedroom door opening catches your attention. Looking up you push away your tears at the sight of Hyunjin walking into your bedroom. He doesn’t say anything, he just walks towards your bed and sits down next to you.

He looks at you and gives you a sad smile before resting his hand on your cheek. His thumb drags across your skin wiping away your tears.

“Rough day?” He says softly.

You nodded your head with his hand still on your cheek. Leaning forward he presses his lips to yours for a gentle kiss. After such a terrible day there is nobody you would rather be with than Hyunjin. Your lips move together and as his tongue glides across your bottom lip he helps push away all your negative thoughts.

Pulling away you rest your forehead against his and take a deep breath. You love this boy deeply and after a bad day you desperately need him.

“Baby,” he whispers.

“How did you know I had a bad day?” you’re curious on how he knew to come over.

“You didn’t answer my phone call and your text just seemed off,” he knows you so well. He’s been in your life for two years now and he knows you better than anyone. Not many people would be able to tell you were having a bad day just by what seemed like a normal text.

“I’m sorry I’m an emotional mess today,” he pulls away from you and slowly drags his thumb across your cheek brushing away your tears again.

“Don’t ever be sorry baby,” he gives you a soft smile. “How about we spent tonight cuddling?”

You can’t help the small smile that spreads across your face. He always knows all the right things to say to you. He brings you comfort nobody else truly can.

He moves away from crawling under the covers and signaling for you to join him. You curl up to close him with your head resting on his chest. He runs his fingers up and down your spine slowly.

Hyunjin touch is soothing for you and it doesn’t take long for you to fall asleep. You sleep soundly and this is the most relaxed you have been in a long time.

The bed moves next to you waking you from your sleep. You look up and see the bed empty as Hyunjin is walking across your room.

“Where are you going?” You yawn slightly worried he might be leaving.

“I need to use the restroom real quick,” he says before walking into the bathroom. You stretch and look at the clock on your nightstand to see that it’s three in the morning. You aren’t ready to get up, you can’t wait for Hyunjin to come back to bed so you can cuddle with him again. You can’t help but wonder if Hyunjin let his Chan or any of the other boys know that he wasn’t going back to their place tonight. He walks back into your room and pulls his shirt off and his jeans and puts on the chair in the corner of your room. He walks back towards your bed with only a pair of boxers on.

“Did you tell the boys you’re here?” You ask as he crawls into your bed. The boy didn’t fully know what was going on with you and Hyunjin, but then again you weren’t very open with your relationship. “I told them I was staying with a friend,” he says pulling your body close to his so your back is pressed against his chest. His hand rests on your stomach as he presses his lips to your shoulder.

“I love you,” his lips ghost your skin sending a shiver down your spine. It’s the middle of the night and you’re oddly now extremely awake.

“I love you too,” lacing your fingers with his you roll your body back against his. A low moan passes his lips as butt brush against his groin.

His lips move to the side of your neck as he whispers, “can I make you feel good?”

“Please,” you murmur. There is nothing more in life you want at the moment than for Hyunjin to make you feel good.

He unlaces his fingers from yours and hands moves down your stomach towards your underwear. His fingertips brush under the hem of your underwear. Ever so slowly he slides a finger through your folds. He does lazy circles on sensitive bundle of nerves as lips continue to leave a trail of kisses on your neck. He knows all the right places to kiss to leave you moaning a mess. From the moment you started seeing him he made it his mission to learn all the ways to make your body tick.

You roll your hips back against him earning another moan. His moans are always sweet music to your ears.

It doesn’t take long before you have removed your underwear and Hyunjin is sliding into you slowly. He’s lifted your leg to give himself a better angle. Your head is rolled back resting on his chest. Your fingers are gripping the sheets as he thrust into you slowly. This position he has you in is one of your favorites. You feel so incredibly close and you love that.

The room is filled with the sound of your echoing moans and heavy breathing. With each roll of his hips a warmth spreads through your body. You roll your hips back meeting each of his thrust.

It doesn’t take long before you both find your high. He holds you close with your chest rising and falling.

“I really needed you,” you say softly.

“I’m always going to be here for you baby,” he says, pressing a kiss to your shoulder.

#stray kids #stray kids smut #stray kids fanficion #hwang hyunjin #hwang hyunjin x reader #Hyunjin x reader #Hyunjin smut #my writing #hyunjin imagine #hyunjin fanfiction #skz #skz x reader #stray kids x reader #kpop #kpop fanfiction #kpop imagine #kpop smut #in the middle of the night

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wyinnix · 3 months

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៸ ᩠͡♡ ⊹ writing diary • 22.02.24

bom, decidi que vou tentar fechar o capítulo com no mínimo uns 16K. acho que consigo fechar com uns 15K, mas vamos ver. ainda preciso adicionar uma parte da penúltima cena que ficou meio estranha, e finalizar a última. pelo menos ta indo 🤪✌️

preciso terminar esse cap pra poder terminar logo a heejake... scrr to com tanta coisa pra fazer. ainda adicionei mais um capítulo ao planejamento, porque o capítulo não ia ter fim se eu colasse as cenas do próximo capítulo, então decidi transformar elas em um capítulo único e seja o que Deus quiser

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imaddictedtopendragon · 1 year

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SKZ ff | The way I loved you | DAY6 | Vol. 1 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/334344986-skz-ff-the-way-i-loved-you-day6-vol-1?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=lagirls143&wp_originator=ucEpPHU74eBxnLLL778jX4Ox7EWyG6vEIejXZQJbIfURNQJ17Uvj53OiOknp8HSle5QWcRxdUtJP0Zy12LIMPmM%2BzQ1uULOZ%2FwKN3KS4LAa4i62CGsBAUQZecMTolBQn

The way I loved you is all about living in the present with feelings and thoughts of the past, not knowing they'll come back in the future. Agnes and Kimberlee live their lives as if they forgot their past, they share an apartment in Los Angeles, a nerdy friend, Jae, and (a few of) their secrets with each other. both not knowing that the guys they meet at the night bar will lead them right to the beginning, their first love, their first times, and their first secrets.

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allyreactions · 3 years

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besties, I’m gonna stan the boyz

#kpop #the boyz #kpop reactions #the boyz reactions #kpop asks #kpop anons #the boyz requests #the boyz fanfic #kpop fanficion

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mrkwonandmrchoibabygirl · 4 years

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Last Post on tumblr

Hello This is officially my last post Here so i started moving my story edits on wattpad (Here is the link https://my.w.tt/25wvr4F5U7 ) once i catch up to where i am in stories i will regularly update so Please check it out and give it a vote and comment its appriciated

#Bigbang #gdragon #seungri #taeyang #daesung #choi seunghyun #bigbang fanfiction #gdragon fanfic #kpop imagines #kpop fanficion #kpop #kpop scenarios

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miss-noo-na · 5 years

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Adventures in Babysitting a K-pop Star (Jaehyun Fluff)

Title: Adventures in Babysitting a K-pop Star

Featuring: Jaehyun (NCT) x Reader

POV: Third

Rating: PG-13

Summary: A crazy famous popstar you’ve never heard of wanders into your job, and through a series of unfortunate events he is now your responsibility for the rest of the day.

Note: This piece was commissioned! If you’d like a commission of your own, check out my sidebar under “request” for information.

She carried a stack of books out to the table in front of the shop window, plopping them down with a thud and swiping her hand over the top to clear any dust. She took a moment to peer out the big bay window and sigh, it was gorgeous today and she was stuck at work.

Things could be worse, she thought to herself. Her job was quiet for the most part, a used bookstore owned by an old man who hardly ever came in. Most days it was just her, sometimes another coworker. Today she was alone and since it was slow, she’d taken it upon herself to start up on the new summer reading display geared toward teens. She had scoured the backroom of donations for anything that might entice a young mind, and went about her set-up.

Some music played faintly over the PA system, and she hummed as she meticulously chose where each one would go, making sure it could be seen around the handmade sign. A sound caught her attention then, and she looked over her shoulder toward the window as a gaggle of teenage girls congregated in front of the store. Their voices were loud and excited and she wondered what all the fuss was about, glancing at them periodically as she continued her display work. They started to move down the sidewalk again and she shrugged to herself, going about her business.

A few minutes later there were high-pitched screams that made her nearly jump out of her skin, and she moved quickly to the window to see what was going on. The girls ran past the window, obviously after something, but they appeared to be screaming in joy, which only made her more confused. Suddenly, the bell above the entrance clanged noisily overhead before it slammed shut again.

She peered around the corner of the window and saw a man there, panting heavily with his back pressed against the door, eyes closed.

“Uh, can I help you?” She asked, and the man’s eyes shot open as he stood up straight.

“Oh, sorry, no. I mean, maybe?” He said peering around the bookstore and seeing it was empty. He was young, and handsome, almost too handsome.

“Were you looking for a book?” She asked, feeling increasingly uneasy with his strange presence.

“Not quite, I was just trying to hide.”

Her eyes went a little wide as she took a step back.

“Those girls out there were looking for me,”

She looked at the window, recalling the ecstatic teenagers, then back at him.

“Why?”

He rubbed the back of his neck and laughed nervously. “Um, they are kind of my fans.”

She crossed her arms and gave him an incredulous look. “Fans?”

“Yeah, I’m a singer and-” He stopped himself, “Sorry, you don’t care about this, let me just call someone to-” He started to feel his jean pockets and his face dropped, “Shit.”

“Are you o-” She went to ask, but he started to curse under his breath and push his hand through his hair, pacing around in place as he felt through his pockets again, as if what he was looking for might magically appear. “Mark must have my phone,” He said more so to himself.

She was starting to get a little annoyed by this situation, as she just wanted to put up her display in peace and not deal with someone else’s issues. “Look, can I help you with something or are you just-”

She was interrupted again when they could both hear the escalated voices of girls coming back down the street, and the man’s face went tight with panic. “I have to hide somewhere,”

“That’s a little ridiculous” She sighed, but he was already looking for somewhere to go.

“Please? You’d be doing me a huge favor,” He begged, glancing at the door that read “Staff Only”

She looked to consider it for a moment, as the girl’s voices got louder toward the entrance of the shop. She relented with a heavy sigh.

“Fine,” She said, crossing over to the door to unlock it and let him in.

“Thank you so much” He said, and she mumbled something back and shut it behind him, just as the bell rang and a large group came in.

“Hello ladies,” She turned and plastered on her customer service smile. “Looking for anything in particular today?”

“Oh, we’re fine.” One small girl piped up, “Just looking.”

She nodded and gave the group a once over, a diverse looking bunch roughly 15-18 years old, all wearing similar shirts in a red and white logo she didn’t recognize. She remembered the man saying something about being a singer, and she wondered if he was telling the truth. If he was, he seemed awfully popular for someone she didn’t recognize. She’d like to think she had at least a basic knowledge of current music.

The group moved through the stacks, chatting in their noisy, excited way. She went to sit behind the register, glancing at the staff door every now and then, but also trying to eavesdrop on the girls.

“I can’t believe I touched his arm.”

“Oh my god, his is so soft.”

“I feel kind of bad that he ran away, though.”

She tapped a pen on her chin, thinking maybe he had been truthful all along.

The girls didn’t stay long, they shuffled out and she called out for them to have a nice day. When their voice were no longer audible, she went and opened the staff door.

“Hey, thanks a lot.”

“So a singer, huh?”

He laughed and his smile lit up his face, making his eyes crease and dimples show on his cheeks, which hit her funny.

”Uh, yeah. I’m in a group. I was actually doing some sightseeing with a few of the guys when we got separated. Usually the fans are nice, but sometimes they’re a bit…” He searched for the words.

“Overzealous?” She helped, remembering what it was like to be young and hormonal.

“Right, exactly.”

There was an awkward pause before he stuck out his hand. “I’m Jaehyun, by the way.”

She nodded and offered her name back. “So how come I’ve never heard of you?” She asked, somewhat teasing.

“Oh, we’re not from here.”

“What, this city?”

“No, this country.”

“Oh.” She blinked, as that would explain everything.

“We’re from South Korea, but we’re on a US tour.” He explained, although he almost seemed embarrassed about it.

“Speaking of which, I kind of have a huge favor to ask you.” He said, fidgeting with his hands. She waited with a curious expression.

“I don’t have any money on me and my phone is gone, I can’t remember anyone’s number without it, do you think you could drive me to the venue?”

She was taken aback by the request, glancing around the bookstore that only she was manning. Plus, she didn’t know this guy.

“I’m kind of working,” She said, shrugging sympathetically.

“Ah, it’s okay, I’ll figure something out.” He said as he started for the door. “Thanks for letting me hide, have a nice day.” He gave a friendly smile and a wave as he walked out.

She walked back over to her display, trying to distract herself with her task again, but as she peered out the window she saw Jaehyun idling on the sidewalk, looking up at a street sign and rubbing his head, clearly lost. She huffed, walking hastily into the employees office, grabbing her things, and shutting off the lights.

She exited the book store and locked it up, Jaehyun turning toward her as she did so.

“Where’s the venue?” She asked and Jaehyun blinked.

“Oh, you don’t have to close the store, I don’t want to get you in trouble.”

She waved a dismissive hand. “We’re dead today anyway, I doubt my boss will notice. Plus, I can’t have you stranded out here like a lost puppy.” She explained, wondering if she should have’ kept that part to herself. He did look like a cute little retriever out there on the sidewalk with his soft face and fair hair.

“That’s really kind of you, the venue is on Main street...I think?”

She paused a moment. “That’s clear across town.”

Jaehyun laughed nervously. “Yeeeah, look its fine I can just-”

“The shop’s already closed, come on.” She gestured for him to follow, not even believing she was doing this.

They walked through an alley to the parking lot for employees only. Her car wasn’t what you would call….new. It was a beater of a silver Sedan from the 80′s, but it ran and it had air conditioning and that was all that mattered on a book sellers budget.

She got in and cleared a jacket and some stray receipts from the passenger seat, feeling a little self-conscious about the state of her vehicle, thinking this guy must be used to being chauffeured around in limos or something, if he was really famous.

“I don’t usually have guests.” She said, and Jaehyun laughed it off, telling her not to worry about it.

She propped her phone up on its holder and put the coordinates into the GPS, realizing the mid-day traffic on a weekend was going to be a bitch. Jaehyun made a pained face at the phone when the drive time came up.

“Sorry.” He said, looking down.

“Hey, it’s my fault for agreeing to it.” She replied with good humor, and that seemed to ease some of the tension.

They didn’t say much at first, Jaehyun staring out the window as they traversed the city, but once they were on the freeway and things were at a not-quite-crawling but not too fast pace, she spoke up.

“Did you at least get to see enough of the city?” She asked, glancing at him.

“A little.” He shrugged, “I mean, of course I’d like to see more, but we only get a day or two, if that.”

“Sounds exhausting” She said, not even able to imagine going from city to city like that. The traveling alone would tire her out, not even including some kind of performing.

“It can be,” He said honestly, but then smiled. “But it’s worth it.”

“This group, how many of you are there?”

“Eight, right now.”

“Right now?” She raised an eyebrow, and he laughed.

“We kind of change around. There’s more than one group, members come and go.”

“Like Menudo?” She blurted out in an almost excited fit of amusement, then felt bad about it and bit her tongue. She was glad that Jaehyun seemed as lighthearted as she did.

“Sure, like Menudo, but better.”

“I don’t know about that. Menudo had Ricky Martin.”

There was quiet and she glanced over at Jaehyun to make sure he knew she was joking, and he was just staring at her with this bemused yet happy look on his face that made her turn quickly back to the road and get a little nervous.

“You’re right, I could never beat Ricky Martin.” He finally said with a fake sigh.

“Maybe one day, if you’re lucky, you too will be Livin’ La Vida Loca.” She said, and liked the way he laughed so openly at her stupid comments.

“I think I already am.” He said faintly, peering out the window.

Their brief silence was interrupted by a sputtering noise from the front of the car. It did it once, then again...then finally again much louder as the car jolted. Her eyes went wide.

“No, no, no. Please no, not today.” She chanted as she giggled the gear-shift, like it would help.

It was no use, the hunk of metal sputtered out its last breaths and luckily she was so used to this that she had already begun maneuvering the vehicle to the shoulder, just in time for it to roll to a stop and die.

“God dammit!’ She yelled, slamming her hand on the steering wheel.

“Uh, I’m guessing this isn’t good?”Jaehyun commented uneasily.

“No, not at all.” She said, taking out her phone. “Look, I’ll call us an Uber. I’ll have it drop you at the venue and then take me back to the shop.”

“I’m really sorry you went through the trouble. Thanks for trying, at least.” Jaehyun said sheepishly.

“Don’t mention it, our ride will be here in 10 minutes.”

The two of them sat awkwardly for a moment before the heat in the dusty old car became too much.

“I’m gonna stand outside.” She said before getting out, not too surprised that Jaehyun followed. She circled toward the road and leaned against the hood, him following suit, crossing his arms and staring at the ground.

“So, uh,” She began, having to talk a little loud as they watched cars whiz past them on the freeway, at least providing a much needed breeze. “What’s it like being famous?” She asked, unsure of what else to say. She probably wouldn’t ever talk to an international popstar again, so she figured she might as well learn all she can.

He laughed, shifting on his feet and staring at the ground. “I don’t really think about that, I don’t have time to.” He explained, and she nodded as she listened.

“But I mean, this tour has made that more apparent. I had no idea we had so many fans out here.” He said, picking up his head and squinting out toward the road in thought.

“Yeah, those girls were pretty excited, you must be good.” She said, and Jaehyun shrugged.

“I feel like we’ve been talking about me all day, what about you?”

She laughed, “Me? I’m not a popstar. I just work in a bookstore.”

“Yeah, I figured,” He smiled, “What else?”

She stared into the road like he was, the cars racing by a great metaphor for her thoughts right now as she searched out something interesting to say. Who the hell am I? Her inner voice echoed.

“There isn’t much else. I like books, and interesting people, and music, and crab legs.”

He chuckled, “Me too. Man, I haven’t had crab legs in awhile.”

“I know the best place to get crab legs, too bad I can’t take you.” She said in a friendly way, only realizing it sounded a little different as she spoke it.

Before he could respond, a car pulled off on the shoulder behind them, sticking a hand out the window to wave them over. They walked toward it and she checked the license plate before they got in.

“Looks like two stops, is it?” The white-haired man asked, looking through the rear view at them.

“Yep, Main street and Bellview.” She agreed, obviously having to take the lead here.

“Bellview, haven’t been over to that slum in years.” The man said, making her quirk up an eyebrow as Jaehyun gave her a sideways glance, the comment feeling out of place. Before they could respond, the man pulled out into the highway. He then accelerated at an alarming pace, causing her to grab the handle above the door and press herself back into the seats.

“Uh, you wanna slow down?” She asked, and the man tossed his head back and laughed, almost hysterically.

“This ain’t nothing sweetheart!” He hollered as he sped up more, coming up fast on cars and weaving in and out of lanes. She fell into Jaehyun on a hard right jerk and looked up at him, his eyes as wide and frightened as hers.

“What is going on?” He whispered to her, glancing back at the man to make sure he wasn’t listening.

“I think our Uber drive is insane.” She said pulling out her phone and checking the app just to see his 2.3 rating. “Cool. Cool cool cool.” She said under her breath as she started to panic a little. They still had a long way to go.

“Um, sir.” Jaehyun spoke up. “Could you please slow it down a little?”

Despite her fear she had to bite her lip to suppress her laugh at how calm and kind he sounded, like he didn’t want to inconvenience this raging lunatic.

“Hey, I’ll do as I please in my own damn car.” The man shouted back, then jerked the car for good measure, as if to warn them.

“What should we do?” Jaehyun leaned over as far as he could with his seat belt on to whisper.

She looked at her phone again. “He’s getting off the highway in a minute, the next light we hit, we’re jumping out.” She said as low as possible, tucking her phone away. She glanced at Jaehyun and saw his wide eyes.

“Are you serious?”

“I’m not not dying in this car today, especially because your name is gonna be top news and I refuse to be second best in my own death.” She joked, trying to lighten the mood. He still looked worried, but he half-smiled at the comment.

The man almost sideswiped 3 cars getting on the off-ramp, a succession of honking drivers behind them as they sped off. There was a light ahead, it was green, but it could change. She discretely took off her seat belt and nodded at Jaehyun to do the same.

By some miracle the light turned red and the man slammed to a halt, almost throwing them into the front seat, but they were quick to react.

“Now, gogogo!” She yelled, pushing Jaehyun toward the door and following him out the right side. They scrambled out of the door, almost falling onto the pavement in the process and scurrying out of the road to the bewilderment of the other vehicles sitting at the light. They could hear the man screaming after them, but his voice faded out as they found the sidewalk and ran.

They didn’t keep it up long, slowing to a walk and panting, looking back.

“You think he’ll follow us?” Jaehyun asked.

“No,” She breathed heavily, “I think we’re good.”

They took a moment to collect themselves, pausing on the overpass. Jaehyun leaning against the railing to take a breather while she made sure she still had her purse. Luckily she did, but as she searched through it, something was missing.

“What’s wrong?” Jaehyun asked as he noticed her digging through her bag.

“My phone,” She said frantically, checking the pockets over and over. “It’s not in here, it must’ve fallen out in the car.”

Jaehyun’s face fell and he ran his hand through his hair, looking back over the bridge.

“God dammit, I’m really sorry I just keep fucking up this day for you.” She forced a laugh, feeling like a total idiot.

“None of its your fault, just a weird series of events I guess, I’m sure we’ll figure it out.” He nodded, and reached over and pat her on the back. He paused for a moment, rubbing his hand over her shoulder in a comforting gesture before quickly taking it away. It was strange, but also made her blush.

“I kind of know where we are,” She suddenly cleared her throat to say, looking around. “I think if we keep walking this way we’ll hit a popular tourist street, maybe someone will let us use a phone.”

They started to trudge, taking it easy after the ordeal they’d just had. Jaehyun walked with his hands in his pockets, kicking his feet and taking in his surroundings. It was hot, and she walked with a hand to shield her eyes.

“Ah-ha! I knew it.” She said as they came up on the corner to a street lined with little shops and restaurants, and plenty of foot traffic. “Remember those crab legs I was telling you about?”

“Yeah?”

She gestured across the street to ‘Big Louie’s Cajun Crawdads”, Jimmy Buffet blaring through some speakers and patrons sitting on an outside patio enjoying seafood and beer.

“I don’t have much cash on me.” Jaehyun said, looking longingly at the restaurant. She nudged him with her elbow and started to walk.

“It’s on me, and it’ll give us a chance to figure out how we’re going to get you to the arena.”

Jaehyun followed her, and once there they were seated outside in the open air, but properly shielded from the sun. Despite all the craziness of the day, it was hard not to enjoy the perfect weather and anticipation of a delicious meal.

“I need a drink.” She spoke then, grabbing the drink menu, then chancing a glance at Jaehyun. “If that’s okay with you.”

“One should be okay,” He shrugged one shoulder, to her surprise ordering himself a beer when the waiter approached.

“I thought boybands had to be all wholesome and sweet.” She teased.

“Drinking is almost mandatory where I’m from, but you’re not wrong, there’s an image to uphold.”

“That must get stressful, unless you’re a goodie-goodie and it comes easily for you.”

He laughed, “I mean I’m not trying to get into anything too crazy, “ He said, “But it’d be nice to take a girl out every now and then. I don’t really have the time for that, and it would be difficult to do so without being seen.”

“You’re out with a girl right now.” She commented, then quickly tried to cover her tracks. “I mean it’s against your will, and you’d probably like to be out with a girl of your choosing, but-”

He cut her off with a good natured smile, “No, you’re right. I am out with a pretty girl, I should enjoy it.”

She stopped and swallowed hard, feeling it suddenly get very hot despite the outside breeze. They dropped the subject, but she could have sworn Jaehyun had a knowing look.

Their drinks and food came and they gorged themselves, barely pausing to talk. She hadn’t realized how hungry she was, most of it probably from all the calories they’d burned through adrenaline alone, and she watched Jaehyun destroy his food and caught herself laughing a couple times at the way he shoveled it all in.

“Okay, you’re right,” He finally spoke after most of it had been consumed. “These are the best crab legs I’ve ever had.”

“I told you,” She grinned, feeling the beer warm her cheeks. “It’s the spices, you can’t beat their secret recipe.”

Sufficiently stuffed and slightly buzzed they relaxed for a moment, though in the back of their mind knowing it was getting late and they would have to get a move on. She caught Jaehyun peering into the restaurant at the dancefloor in front of the bar where people two-stepped to country music.

“I don’t suppose you do that type of dancing.” She chimed in, and he laughed.

“Not quite.”

“You could always try, for an authentic American experience.”

She was mostly joking, but was surprised when he went to stand and reached across the table for her hand.

“Only if you join me.”

He started to walk, tugging her along, and her eyes widened in panic.

“Uhh, I don’t really know how-”

“Good, me either” He turned back as he spoke and flashed a smile that made her relent.

Luckily the beer they’d had was big enough to rid her of some of her inhibitions. He pulled her into a waltz-like hold but they fumbled over their feet trying to find the steps the others were doing around them. A nice older couple even stopped to try and show them how, but Jaehyun stepped on her toes and they broke into a fit of laughter. He pulled her upright, determined to get it right, but still giggling like a child.

“I swear I’m a much better dancer usually.”

“I’ll believe it when I see it.”

“You could always come to the show.”

“What, really?”

He swayed her gently.

“ mean it’s the least I could do. You could’ve abandoned me hours ago.”

“Yeah, I thought about it a couple times.” She said with a completely straight face, surprised that Jaehyun seemed to buy it for a moment.

“I’m kidding! Really it hasn’t been so bad hanging out with you.”

“Can I tell you a secret?” Jaehyun leaned in and she nodded.

“This is the most fun I’ve had in months.”

He spoke so sincerely it made her feel funny, her stomach doing a little flip.

“Man, if you think this is fun you must not get out much.”

He laughed, “I’m serious, I haven’t felt this free in awhile, plus as much as I love the guys it can be tiring hanging out with the same dudes all the time. It’s nice to be around someone different, someone….softer, I guess?” He stopped and shook his head, clearly embarrassed and a little buzzed, “I mean, since you’re a lady and all it’s nice to be around-ah, I’m not explaining myself well.”

“I get it,” She interjected to help him out, only just now realizing how close they were, her chest pressed into his.

They hadn’t been paying attention and had slow-danced their way toward the edge of the bar, back by the bathrooms where it was a little darker and there weren’t any patrons. She looked up into his eyes fully and liked how they gleamed back at her.

“I’m thinking about asking you something,” He spoke up then, his voice taking on a serious tone. “I feel like I shouldn’t, but I also know I’m not going to get another opportunity after today,”

“Shoot,” She breathed, trying to remain casual.

“Can I kiss you?”

He was so earnest, staring down into her face, now standing still but holding her against him. He was strong and warm and she barely knew him but also felt like she had met him years ago. What could it hurt? Her inner voice asked her, and she found herself nodding, mouth agape and eyes wide.

He noted her confirmation but he was slow about it, leaning in and letting his eyelids drift closed. She kept hers open longer, wondering if he was actually going to do it or see if it was just a big joke. When his soft lips brushed over hers it became very real, and her own eyes fell shut as she tilted her chin and kissed him back.

It was tender and deliberate, and she couldn’t remember ever having been handled so preciously by a man, as one hand came up to cradle her head. It deepened faster than she expected, a hunger taking over. It was propelled by their fear and want, pushing them together in such strange circumstances and making them feel so safe together.

He got ahead of himself, pushing into her as she swayed back and connected with the wall behind her, but he followed and they didn’t stop. Now her hands moved up around his neck, pushing through his hair at the back of his head, bringing him down into her as one of his hands fell to her hips and pulled her back. She didn’t know what had gotten into either one of them, but she didn’t really feel like thinking about that right now.

Just as he was pressing her into the wall, ghosting his thumb up under her shirt and against her hip, someone cleared their throat.

They detached quickly and broke apart fully when they saw a burly, older man needing to get around them for the restroom. She wiped her wrist over her moistened mouth and hung her head as Jaehyun apologized and moved out of his way.

“We should find a phone.” She spoke up, and he agreed.

She went to the bar and at first they were reluctant, telling them that only employees could use the phone. She tried her best to explain the situation and the girl paused.

“Wait, what group?”

“NCT 127.”

“Are you serious? My little sister loves you guys.”

“Really?” Jahyun grinned and rubbed the back of his neck and she cast him a sideways glance, half-smiling at his sheepish response.

“She’s going to the show tonight, she’d kill me if I didn’t help you out.” She laughed, retrieving the wireless from the base and handing it over. “Hey, you think you could sign something for her?”

“Of course!’ Jaehyunn lit up, and she watched as he came around the bar and continued to chat with the woman, asking about her sister, seeming genuinely interested. After he signed a napkin and took a photo, doing so like it was second nature, he came back and she handed him the phone.

“Lets see if I can remember my manager’s number.” He laughed, staring at the buttons for a long time and trying a few out. It took about 4 or 5 tries but finally he remembered and got through.

The swiftness with which he switched to Korean startled her at first, but she sat and listened and liked how he spoke even when she couldn’t understand him.

He nodded his head and repeated himself as his face drew tight, and she didn’t have to know the language to understand that he was apologizing profusely. When they hung up, he sighed in relief.

“They’re sending a car for me.”

“This nightmare is finally over.” She said with a chuckle.

“I wouldn’t call it a nightmare.” He grinned, and she shrugged, her mind traveling back to what they had been doing a few minutes ago and feeling a blush creep up her neck.

They went outside to wait, chatting idly before a van pulled up.

“Well, have a good show.” She waved, and he furrowed his brow at her.

“You’re not coming with?”

“Now?”

“Yeah, you wanna see the show, right?” He grinned.

“Are you sure I’m allowed?” She asked, glancing at the impatient driver.

“Trust me, they’re not gonna mind after I tell them how you saved me today.” He said, nudging her arm to follow him into the back of the van. She hesitated, but decided now wasn't’ the time to be unsure.

They rode to the arena and parked in the back, going through a private entrance to the backstage. A couple people rushed over to him, speaking quickly as they walked with him as he kept up his pace, throwing her an encouraging smile as she came along.

“Bro, where the hell were you?” A male’s voice caught her attention as someone came out of a room to approach him, looking younger and maybe even annoyed.

“It’s a long story, you got my phone?”

He pulled something out of his back pocket and handed it over. “Hold your own stuff from now on.” He teased him, then glanced at her. Jaehyun followed his line of vision and then turned to introduce her as the girl who saved his hide, and he looked appreciative of her bringing his friend and bandmate back.

“This is Mark,”

“Ah, the Mark.” She said, thinking back to some of the stories Jaehyun had told over their conversations that day.

“What’s that supposed to mean? What's he been telling you? It’s all lies.” He said, reaching over and pushing Jaehyun.

“Good things!” Jaehyun laughed.

“Whatever, we have to get ready.” Mark gestured his head back to the dressing room. “Are you sticking around for the show?” Mark turned to her to ask.

“Uh, I guess so?”

“You should, we’re a lot better than Jaehyun probably let on.”

“Alright, that’s enough,” Jaehyun turned Mark around and pushed him toward the dressing room. “I’ll be there in a minute.”

Mark went, but when he got to the dressing room door he decided to loudly exclaim, in both English and Korean, that Jaehyun had brought a girl back with him, prompting Jaehyun to sigh in exasperation and her to cover her mouth to conceal her laugh.

“I’ll get someone to find you a place where you can watch the show, if that’s cool?” He asked, placing a hand on her lower back.

She nodded and he went to talk to a female staff member who guided her to a box upstairs. She watched the fans filter in, mostly young girls but to her surprise ranging spectacularly in ages, race, and gender, all holding bulky green lightsticks and voices amplified with excitement.

When the lights went down and the cheers went up, she found herself blown away by the spectacle of it. There were a lot of them, and each one brought a unique voice and performance, but her eyes were mostly glued to Jaehyun. It was impossible not to watch him, and be taken aback by how he’d transformed from everyday tourist to handsome popstar in a matter of an hour or so. His voice, the way he moved, everything about him was different and yet still him somehow, and it made her smile wide, clutching her hands to her chest. The feeling that welled up inside her worried her, it was so intense for having just been introduced to her mere hours before, but she rolled with it.

When it came to an end, she found herself wanting more, and a sliver of sadness crept its way in her heart as she knew this was probably the last time she was ever going to see him again. It shouldn’t make her so upset, she told herself, but she couldn’t help it.

To make things easier, she got up and left the way she came, heading for the back door and out into the back parking lot, realizing she still didn’t have a phone or a way home. She idled there for a moment as the street lights came on, kicking dirt and trying to figure out her feelings.

“Hey!”

A voice brought her back, and she turned to see Jaehyun jogging toward her.

“Did you like the show?” He asked, grinning ear to ear, dressed down but still glowing from sweat and excitement.

“It was amazing, really.” She nodded and smiled.

“Thanks. Also, I know I already said it but thank you for everything today. I can’t believe we got here in one piece.” He laughed, “But I’m kind of glad it all happened.”

“Yeah?” She asked, tilting her head to one side.

“I’m glad I met you.” He nodded, then pulled out a piece of paper he’d had folded up in his pocket.

“Here, I wrote down my phone number, and if that one doesn’t work I have this other number. Oh, and here’s my private email if you wanna hit me up there. I hope you’ll text me sometime. Like...tonight or something.” He explained and she blinked at the paper, looking at how he’d carefully written down his information in detail.

Before she could respond, he pulled her into a hug and she could feel all his heat and affection, making her almost melt in his arms.

“I had a great time with you.” He spoke softly and she laughed off the awkward butterflies in her stomach.

“Me too.”

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kpophousehold · 6 years

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MOODBOARD

EXO S/O Surprise Them By Visiting Them At The Concert

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chanhaio · 6 years

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Debt; Chapter Two

Sorry it’s taking me so long to update lovelies, I have just been very busy at home, but here’s this crap.

“You-are a liar...” I glare at him, not even recognizing the sound of my front door opening and closing. “I don’t owe you anything-as a matter of fact I gave you everything you have as of right now. What more could you want from you selfi-”

“Jiyeon? Babe?” I hear Chanyeol rather than see him walk into the kitchen. I force myself to relax and smile as he hugs me.

“Hey, how was work love?” I ask, ignoring the way Jongin’s body tenses from the corner of my eye.

“Well I got off early, that’s a plus. Other than that it was okay.” He replies, turning to look at the other male in the room. “who’s this?”

Jongin shoots out his hand, “I’m Kai,” he interrupts, using his alias. “Jiyeon’s former boss.”

“Former boss my ass.” I mumble.

“What was that?” Jongin asks.

“Nothing, I’m just wondering why you’re still here. Or why you even showed up.” Both Chanyeol and Jongin look taken aback from my response. I held my ground, waiting for an answer from Kai.

Jongin stands up straighter and takes a step toward me. “You know why I’m here Jiyeon. Even if you did forget, I’ll remind you and I’ll keep reminding you until you pay what you owe. You know what I’m capable of and even though I’m leaving without you, I’ll be back. I promise you that.” With that, he takes a step back, not bothering to spare Chanyeol a glance and walks out the house.

Three weeks. It’s been three weeks since Jongin last showed up unannounced at my house, and within those three weeks I’ve done everything to try and rid his words from my brain. Yet everywhere I go I feel as if I’m being watched-as if I’m being hunted. And it’s not long before the predator pounces on his prey.

“-eon? Jiyeon? Are you okay?” Minseo asked, worried face awakening me from my daydream. “You’ve been really distant for a while, have I done something?”

“No!” I immediately respond. “I’ve just got a lot on my mind, with bills and trying to get work under control.” I lie, looking away.

“Oh.”

The atmosphere around us is tense and I already feel guilty. I haven’t told her about when Jongin showed up, and now I’m lying about these weird feelings of being watched. But I know I can’t tell her just yet. Minseo is the type to act without thinking, and I know as soon as I told her about me and Jongin and also his job, she would do something irrational.

While Minseo had invited me out to the mall with her, I was very reluctant to go. Simply because Jongin owns the mall Minseo always wants to go to. Every time we walk into a store, I’d try to hide behind racks of clothing to prevent cameras from seeing me. It was a mess. As we were walking towards the parking lot, bags and smoothies in hand, it dawned on me that I would never be able to escape from Jongin. With as much power that I’ve given him, with as much money he has, it seemed nearly impossible.

“Jiyeon, I parked on the opposite side of the mall, so I’ll leave first. Get home safely, okay?” Minseo says in a meek voice. I nod in understanding.

The feeling of being watched came back.

I quickly look behind me, seeing nothing but rows of different vehicles. I turn back around, starting to speed walk with this itchy feeling of eyes on me toward my car. It wasn’t until I heard different pairs of shoes also starting to speed walk behind me that I broke out into a full blown sprint. I promptly look behind me and see three different men chasing me and notice that the distance between us is decreasing every second. Without hesitation, I launch my smoothie at the man closest to me and focus on running again. I know I’ve hit the jackpot once I hear a loud ‘Shit!’ behind me.

Realizing I’m beginning to tire, I cut through a slot of cars trying to loose the men. When thinking I’ve lost them, I crouch down and try to catch my breath. I can’t stay here... I thought. Gathering up whatever energy I had left, I look up and try to find my car. Once I’ve spotted my sleek black beauty I take off running towards it again. Feelings of relief flood through me when I make it safely without the men spotting me.

But what I failed to notice upon pulling out, was one of them filming me, and my car...

I slam my door shut, searching through my phone for only one person. “Where the hell is it?” I ask aloud. I finally find his contact name and immediately press the call button. The sound of the dial tone continued to frustrate me. What the hell is he-

“Jiyeon! Babe, how are you? When I told you I’d be back I didn’t mean this early. Do you missed me already?” He starts as soon as he answers.

“No, Kai, I don’t miss you. I’m just calling to ask you why the hell you think its okay to send your men after me in a public place! Not even in a public place just sending them in general?!”

He was silent.

“Kai?”

“...I didn’t send any men after you Jiyeon...”

(one)

DUN DUn DUN!! Lol, i literally, just wrote this. Please show me some love babes and comment what you think. Even if you don’t, it’s okay :)

#kai #jongin #oc #kim jongin #kim kai #Exo fanfiction #kpop fanficion #chanyeol #park chanyeol #romance #exo mafia #exo mafia!au #action?#exo

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barnesbabee · 2 years

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𝕯𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖑'𝖘 𝕶𝖎𝖘𝖘 - 𝕱𝖎𝖛𝖊

ᴅᴇᴠɪʟ'ꜱ ᴋɪꜱꜱ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

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ATEEZ ꜱᴇᴏɴ��ʜᴡᴀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ

“Then fucking do it. Please.”

In a blink of an eye (and you're not sure how), the two of you were standing in your bedroom, his wings spread out in your home once more and adrenaline rushing through you, as he pushed you onto the bed and ripped off whatever was left of his grey shirt.

Seonghwa slowly got on the bed and hovered over you, carefully watching the way your body reacted, and stopped once his face was leveled with yours. Seonghwa grabbed your chin and caressed your bottom lip with the rough skin of his thumb.

"I want you. Badly. I don't think I've ever wanted anything as much in the thousands of years I've existed, but it's dangerous for me to take you."

His words, mixed with the alcohol, lust, and adrenaline rush, only made you want him more. No man had ever referred to fucking you as 'taking you', and only now were you understanding how powerful words (and a pair of wings, apparently) could be, and how easily they could control you and lure you into doing insane, unthinkable things.

"I don't give a fuck." You replied, anxious for his touch.

However, his hands did not budge. One kept on holding your face, and the other was steady on your hip.

"I don't think you're understanding, doing this will solidify our bond and anger many powerful entities, the consequences might heavily outweigh the benefits."

You responded by grinding your hips against his and bringing his face closer to yours, so his lips were painfully near yours.

"Just shut up and fuck me please."

There were no warnings left to give you, nothing else he could tell you to make sure you wouldn't regret it, and, consequently, nothing that could stop him.

Seonghwa kissed you feverously. His hands grabbed your ass harshly and brought your hips upwards, so you could feel his hard-on rubbing against your crotch. Your hands were tangled in his hair and you could tell what he was into from the get-go, as his moans got louder the harder you tugged on his hair. He slapped your ass, getting a moan just as loud as his from you.

Your hands undid the button of his tight jeans, and you slid one hand inside his underwear. Seonghwa's mouth fell agape and a sigh escaped his lips at the pleasure your simple touch gave him.

"Hm... This mighty and this desperate. Cute." You mocked.

Seonghwa leaned his forehead against yours briefly and stared into your eyes before letting the hottest breathy laugh you'd ever heard.

"Don't mistake my desperation for submission, hm?" He calmly warned you, as he slowly wrapped his large hand around your neck and squeezed it slightly, always watching out for your reaction.

Seonghwa wrapped his fingers around the hem of your panties and brought it down, finally revealing what he wanted to see.

He grabbed his cock and stroked it a couple of times, before aligning it with your hole.

"I've seen millions of people throughout my life, but you are, by far, the most beautiful I've ever seen." He whispered in your ear, before carefully entering you.

Seonghwa wasn't stupid, he was 90% sure he would be able to stay away from you after you met (for your protection), however, he still made sure to get some practice sex here and there while hiding away from you, in case the 10% won over and he got to be with you. He didn't want to waste his chances by doing a shitty job: Seonghwa wanted you wrapped around his fingers.

He snapped his hips against yours at a rhythmic pace, trying his best to hold back as the feeling of being inside of you along with the sensation of your fingernails digging on the skin of his shoulders started becoming overwhelming.

The angel would often look at your face, looking for any signs of discomfort, as he didn't want to accidentally hurt you.

As the adrenaline built up in him and his orgasm neared, his features changed: the dark veins came back or his arms, neck, and partially on his torso, his eyes became fully black, his teeth grew sharper, his wings spread out even more and his feathers became frizzled.

You weren't sure if it was Seonghwa's body, his looks, his shamelessness, the danger of his being or the pure rush and adrenaline of the situation, but you came faster than ever, with a loud cry for his name and arched back.

Seonghwa was glad he didn't have to hold any longer and pulled out as he came on your stomach.

"You could've... done it inside." You shyly told him, slightly out of breath.

Seonghwa sat on his heels, waiting to come down just enough to retract his wings.

"So you're into that?"

"Might be..."

The angel laid next to you once his wings finally retracted and pulled you close, as you slowly fell asleep to the sound of his deep voice whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

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animeniacss · 15 days

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Jeon Wonwoo / Wonwoo of SVT

Here is where you'll find fics of our favorite gamer cat, Wonwoo! Please enjoy!

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Key: ✔️- Completed ✏️- Work in Progress 1️⃣-One Shot 📗-Multi Chapter 💕-Romance 💔 - Angst 💢-Depictions of Violence 👉-Reader Insert 💍- Established Relationship 🍭- Fluff

The One I Couldn't Be - Drabble Request ✔️💔1️⃣👉

Synopsis: After a year and a half of being broken up, you and Wonwoo reunite briefly. You think back to those days and what could have been different.

Tags: Ex!Wonwoo, Angst, Coffee Shop!AU, T.Swift Inspired Lyrics, Drabble

Length: approx. 1.8k words

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straylightdream · 1 year

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It’s not living - 𝐈𝐟 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮

𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭: bang chan x f.reader

↳ after years of being friends you talk about what the future holds for you.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: suggestive, implied sex and mentions of sex and self doubt.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.2k

𝐚𝐧: I’m still struggling with writers block, and these short one shots seem to be helping. If you would like to join any of my Stray Kids taglist please fill out this form.

Another late night passes and you squeeze your eyes shut trying to relieve some of the pressure from your throbbing headache. Your hands went up and pushed away light sweat that had formed on your face. A yawn passed your lips as you rolled over slowly. Your bright eyes popped open when you came in contact with a warm body you weren’t expecting to be in your bed.

Your wide eyes connect with the pair of warm eyes. Your stomach dropped at the sudden realization of everything that had unfolded between you and Chan. Biting your bottom lip your eyes were still wide. You couldn’t believe you were waking up in bed with him.

Chan seemed to be completely unfazed by his unusual bed buddy. A yawn passed his lips and stretched out his tense body. The covers sat low on his torso below his v and barely covering his naked body. You tugged up the bed sheet feeling all too aware that you were also naked.

“I can tell you’re freaking out,” he broke the silence between you. Chan was always someone in your life that could always read you like an open book.

“I’m just in shock that we actually had sex,” your mind flashed back to the moment between the two of you. You had drank some the night before but you weren’t super drunk. You made the foolish choice to start by drinking beer and then switched to mixing vodka and tequila. The nauseous feeling you were experiencing let you know that you hadn’t made the best choices when it came to drinking.

As your bright eyes traveled up the basically naked body of Chan. You weren’t sure if sleeping with him was a good decision or a bad one.

He moved so he was resting on his side propped up on his elbow. Reaching over he gently pushed a piece of your hair behind your ear. His gentle touch made you smile.

Chan and you had been friends since freshman year of high school. The moment your eyes locked onto Chan’s dark ones you knew that you were in trouble. All throughout high school you couldn’t help but fall more and more in love with Chan. Your brain was constantly telling you to stay away from the boy who broke hearts without a care in the world, but your heart wasn’t smart enough to listen.

When you went away to a different city for college you pushed away the thoughts of Bang Chan knowing that you rarely ever crossed his mind. After returning from college you were blindsided when you heard him tell you that he truly missed you.

From the moment you returned from college your friendship with Chan seemed stronger than ever. You watched as women threw themselves at him, and honestly you couldn’t blame them. Your feelings for him quickly returned and it wasn’t long before you were pretty sure you were in love with him.

During your night out with Chan you had been dancing together and hands started to roam your soft body and you made the mistake of blurting out that you were in love with him.

His eyes went wide in shock but quickly narrowed as he processed what you had said to him. With his lips brushing against your skin he lowered his voice and whispered, “you have no clue how wild you drive me.”

Soon his lips crashed into yours and you exchanged a heated first kiss on the dance floor.

Chan had a type, he loved pretty girls who were very rich. You met only one of the categories and it was the rich part. You were a girl who struggled with self love but we’re learning how to love yourself.

As you left the club in a hurry Chan’s lips stayed by your ear whispering sweet words of how beautiful you were. The uber ride back to your place couldn’t go fast enough.

You let down your walls as Chan told you how much you meant to him. You made him promise that this was more than a hookup. You couldn’t just be another notch in Chan’s belt. You valued herself too much for this to be just a hookup with the boy you were in love with. You were in love with the man who sat on his knees in front of you as he slowly pulled your tight black jeans down your legs.

The night you shared was perfect. You had started out tipsy but that soon faded away as she enjoyed his touch. Closing your eyes you remembered everything you had said to each other. Your heart sank at the thought that things between you might stay with you only being friends.

You looked away quickly and suddenly wished that you could take back everything that had happened the night before between you.

“Hey?” His voice was low and raspy probably from the fact that he had just woken up.

“Yeah?” You looked back over at him.

“I need you to do me a favor and not completely freak out right now.”

Slowly you sat up and sat crossed legged on the bed with the blanket pulled up covering your naked body. Silently he sat up and sat across from you with the blanket pooled in his lap.

Your eyes flickered up to his and you whispered, “Those things you said yesterday…did you mean them?”

He paused for a moment and stared at you. The silence between you had your ears ringing. You wanted to scream at him to say something because you couldn’t take it. A million thoughts were going through your head.

“Of course I do,” he said with a smile as he finally spoke up.

Your heart raced as you stared at him, he gently reached up and rested his hand gently on your cheek. You felt suddenly as if you wanted to cry at the fact that he felt the same way about you. So many years you’ve pined for the man sitting across from you. Your teenage years weren’t spent trying your hardest not to fall in love with Bang Chan, and here you were helplessly in love with him.

“So you do love me Chan?” You asked. You desperately need to hear him say he loves you.

He nodded his head smiling, “Of course I love you (YN).” The weight of the world suddenly feels like it’s been lifted off your shoulders. You can’t help the huge smile that forms on your lips.

Leaning forward he connected his lips to yours for a soft kiss. Both his hands held your face gently as your lips danced.

Pulling away you smiled at each other knowing that things between you were going to be different forever.

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ja3honey · 2 years

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I'd like to clarify just because my requests are opened doesn't mean I'll get to yours immediately. Writing takes time and I'd rather give you something that is good quality than something rushed.

THIS DOES NOT MEAN I'M IGNORING YOU!!

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allyreactions · 5 years

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Dating GOT7 : Jackson

~ A/N : This took me longer to finish than I’d like to admit. But in my defense I had a hard couple weeks. With finishing my second year of college and failing my calc final; I’ve just been in the kind of head space where I can’t focus and the only thing I care about is watching “Queer Eye” and “Gossip GIrl”. So forgive me for such a late update. Anyway, I hope y’all love this!!!!!! I worked super hard on it to try and make it as perfect as possible

~ Admin Ally

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genre : fluff, angst, smut

word count: 1161

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how you meet :

jackson wang

where do i begin?

so you were just livin’ your best life, at a club with some for your best friends

celebrating a your birthday

and it just so happens, that jackson was at the same club as you

he was just there with some friends, probably celebrating a new single release

and he comes up to the bar and sits on a stool a few seats away from you

“what’s a place like this doing in a pretty girl like you?” jackson said

you weren’t sure if it was the purposefully messed up pick-up line or the dizzy feeling from the alcohol that made you laugh

“i’m actually here with some friends celebrating” you responded

then you explained that you were celebrating your birthday and the conversation stemmed from there

“so... can i buy a drink for the birthday girl / boy?” jackson asked

“what?!” you shouted, the loud bass

first date :

okay, so y’all had actually been in casual dates before you’re “first date”

let me explain

you guys became real close friends within a few weeks and had been hanging out (going to the movies, catching dinner together, going shopping - causal stuff)

but you both were always making flirtatious jokes - jackson especially

but you hadn’t actually been on a first date

so once you guys made it official, jackson would start planning your “first date”

i feel like jackson would be the type to want to go all out

because he’s the type of person that spoils the people he cares about, because they deserve it

but he’ll debate in his head whether he should or not, cause he doesn’t want to come off too strong

in the end he just decides to do something kinda casual, but also meaningful and intimate

since the both of you love animals, jackson will take you to the zoo

he’ll buy all the overpriced hot dogs and ice cream cones you want

you’ll walk around the zoo hand in hand, visiting each attraction

you’ll pull jackson aside and sit down on a bench with him

at the monkey attraction, jackson inched close to you and squealed (do monkeys squeal???) like a monkey in your ear, trying his very best to embarrass you

to close the night, jackson would take you to your favorite local diner and share a milkshake

yeah, he wanted that cute photo of the two of you sipping on a strawberry milkshake with two straws

and he did, he posted a it on instagram later with the caption “you’re so much sweeter”

jackson would take you home and walked you up to your doorstep, like a true gentleman

he would lightly kiss your lips under the porch light

“your lips taste like strawberries” he giggled

living together / being a real couple :

listen, jackson is straight up husband material

i feel like he’s the type that will spoil you

like he’s so sweet that he’ll make your teeth rot

sometimes he comes home with a bouquet of flowers just cause

and whenever he returns home from a trip abroad, he’ll bring you a souvenir

but he knows money and things could never buy your love, and he knows that you’re not dating him for his money and fame

those are just gifts

but how he truly shows his love is through the daily, little things

like he’ll rub your arm when you cuddle

or nestle his way into the crook of your neck in bed

he’s just the sweetest, and he’s pretty affectionate

he cares about you so much and he always makes sure he shows that

also he’s a pretty playful boyfriend

not like the ‘pranking’ type

not the ‘i’m gonna push your buttons’ type

more like ‘i’m gonna sass the shit out of you’ type

he’s the biggest goofball

he’s also super supportive

like he’s your #1 hype man

he’ll support you over big and little things

like if you get a job

or finish that project you were working on

or if you finish the laundry early

or if you finally perfect that recipe

he’s also like kinda pushy?

not like the rude kind he just knows how anxious you can get because of change and new things

so he kinda ‘pushes’ you to try new things

and you end up loving it

which makes him so happy because he gets to see the smile on your face

he brings out the best in you

arguments :

i feel like jackson can get heated in arguments sometimes

like he sometimes can raise his voice if he isn’t being mindful of his behavior

he doesn’t mean it though

so to avoid yelling at you

and / or saying something he doesn’t mean

he’ll separate himself and go into another room until he calms down

but he doesn’t always have to do that

he doesn’t get angry often

it really happens during major fights

in which case one of you does something that breaks the others’ trust (like lying),

or (assumed) infidelity

but if it’s something small and petty like forgetting to buy something, or showing up late

then you guys are able to work it out quickly with no problem

also, jackson hates going to bed angry

especially when y’all have a fight before he leaves for a tour or when he’s away and y’all fight on a video call

sexy time :

so jackson is a dom

we been knew, honey

he’s sorta vanilla in terms of sex

he likes it rough, he likes being passionate

he’s willing to experiment

but overall i don’t see him as someone who’s into bdsm or things like that

i do think he has a thing for silk sheets though

like silk blindfolds (on himself or on you)

once in a while he’ll ask if you guys could try something new

just to spice things up

but he doesn’t want to do anything you aren’t comfortable with

okay so let’s go into how he is in bed :

first, he’s like aggressive with his hips

he’ll pound into you like it’s nobody’s business

when he’s in the mood for rough sex,

ooooh girl

he’s gonna give it to you

love bites, left and right

when he goes down on you

he’s gonna leave a mark

he’s just super hungry, and you’re his main course

he’s not gonna stop until he’s done

so he doesn’t care how many times you climax

he’ll lose count anyway

but when he’s making love,

he’s super soft

the night is purely about you

he wants to make you feel like the king / queen you are

leaves soft touches

his fingers trailing up and down your body

leaving little kisses everywhere

(not every night - but on occasion) candles are lit in every corner

he pays attention to every corner of your body, making sure every piece of you is loved

okay, i could go on, but imma stop

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