#lee jooheon scenario
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All Of Me
🕷️ kinktober — day 7: breeding kink / creampie 🕸️
pairing: jooheon (monsta x) + reader (afab/fem)
genre: idol!au, mild angst, fluff, smut
warnings: 18+, minors do not interact, explicit smut, established relationship, unprotected sex, creampie, mention of pregnancy (but no actual pregnancy), mention of joo’s military enlistment
word count: ~2.1k
synopsis: you and your idol bf tenderly enjoy one more night together before his enlistment
a/n: dedicating this to my fav jooheon stan @carronpatrick 💕 hope you enjoy it 🫂 also, there’s not much of a breeding kink aspect to this, i’ve realized, so i removed that from the tagline 🙃
posted: october 7, 2023
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So here it was. The day you had been dreading ever since you and Jooheon first started dating. On top of dealing with the hardships of dating an idol—a very successful and famous one at that—you also had to deal with his leaving for military service. He reminded you of it every once in a while, and for the longest time it felt so far away. But now the day had arrived on your doorstep with no remorse, no empathy.
“Don’t look so sad,” your boyfriend tried to lighten the mood as you two sat at the edge of your bed. He had come over to spend the night with you and pick up some of his things from your apartment. He was set to leave for his enlistment two days from now, so this was the last day you had him all to yourself until he would go, “Eighteen months will pass faster than you think. And it’s not like we won’t be able to see or talk to each other.”
“I know,” you put all your energy into speaking with no sign of distress, but your voice betrayed you with a wobble. Jooheon frowned a little, resting his arm around your shoulders as you started to sniffle and tears pricked at your eyes.
“I’ll talk to you as often as I can. That’s a promise. You remember I made you that promise the first year we dated,” he reminded you of that night. Of course, the memory was engrained in your mind like a movie you had just seen yesterday—most of your memories with him were. You recalled you two sitting on the couch, sipping on some beer and eating take-out. He had just finished a media run for Monsta X’s most recent comeback, and he had finally got a night off to spend with you. The topic of his enlistment came up and brought down the mood, but somehow Jooheon always knew what to say to make you feel better.
“_________, I promise, on everything I own and love, that during my enlistment I will use any means and any time I have to talk to you, first and foremost,” even a little tipsy, with his hands jokingly on his chest and in the air (respectively), he managed to say those words so sincerely. You had no choice but to trust his words back then. And even now, you trusted him with everything you had.
“I feel so dumb for crying. It’s not like you’re leaving forever,” you wiped your eyes with the back of your hands, and the smallest smile finally cracked your lips when his laugh sounded from beside you.
“Exactly,” he said, “I’ll be back sooner than you think. And I’ll be sure to set aside lots of time just for us. Just for you,” he corrected himself, pressing a kiss to your head. When you looked up at him, his eyes softened at the redness and teariness in your own. His hand reached up to hold your chin still while he leaned down to give you a tender kiss.
It was a wonder that Jooheon always knew what to say in every situation, but especially without saying anything at all. It was like he spoke with his body language too. Because the kiss he gave you then seemed to whisper it’ll be okay. His other hand holding your waist assured you i’ll always be here when you need me, even if i’m not physically here. The way he rested his forehead against yours after pulling away said i’ll always be yours.
“When you get back-” you started speaking tentatively, and to your surprise, your words came out more confident than before, “-we’re not leaving this bed for a few days, at least. You understand?”
His brows raised and his dimples made an appearance as he chuckled. He nodded, biting his lip subtly before replying, “I was already planning on that. Make sure you have the condoms stocked when I get back.”
As he leaned in for another kiss, your hands were holding onto the fabric of his shirt, feebly attempting to keep him closer, “But I wanna feel you when you get back. Not latex.”
You tried not to smirk against his lips when you felt a low rumble from his chest into his throat.
“Fuck, don’t get me started, _______,” he whined, his hand already going back to your face. His fingers caressed your jaw as his eyes traced between your eyes and lips. Everything in him was begging to have you in that moment.
“Come on, Joo. One more time before you go?” you breathed out against his cheek in between the kisses you pressed to it.
You could feel his breathing getting heavier, and one glance at his lap let you know he was at least considering it. You tested the waters by leaning down and kissing under his jaw, his weak spot. You hummed, “Please.”
Your boyfriend merely groaned in response before he was taking your face in his hands, bringing your lips to his in an abrupt, smashing kiss. He took control easily, you always melted into putty in his hands. You molded to him in any way he manipulated you. He had eased you onto your back, your thighs at the edge of the bed as he continued to make out with you fervently.
Despite how tender and careful he was in his touches, there was an underlying, waiting sense of ferociousness. Like he was waiting for the perfect moment to unleash on you. And you couldn’t wait for the moment to come. You tried to coax it from him, using your fingers to grip at his back. You urged him closer with the rocking of your hips, with the nudging of your feet against his ass. He simply chuckled at your attempts, finding you cute when you were so desperate for him.
He whispered sweet nothings to you as you both discarded your clothing, utters of how beautiful you looked. How good you would feel. How he already couldn’t wait to come back even though he hadn’t left yet. Before the sadness could settle in you again, you were moaning at the feeling of his bare cock resting over your pelvis. His lips peppered kisses all over your chest as his hand pumped his erection in preparation for you. He smiled to himself when you started to move your hips up, quietly exhorting him to fuck you.
“Are the condoms still in the drawer?” he asked you, starting to peel himself away so he could go get them.
You stopped him, hands holding onto his biceps for dear life, “We don’t need to use them. If this is the last time we do this before you go, I want to feel you, Jooheon. Just you.”
Your boyfriend’s dick twitched, and he leaned back down to capture your lips again. He was so whipped for you. His heart skipped a beat when he felt your body pressed up against his. When he heard the sounds you made for him. When he felt how wet you were already. His fingertips swiped up your slit, and he relished in the airy moans you let out before he circled your clit.
“I can’t wait to feel you wrapped around me,” he said, watching your resolve crumble beneath his touch, “It’s been so long since we did it raw.”
It was; over a year, in fact. And it nearly didn’t happen at all. The two of you were getting hot and heavy in his car one day on a road trip, and had gotten to the best part before realizing neither of you had a condom on you. After a minute of panic, you decided to say fuck it and went through with your actions anyway. But you lived in anxiety afterwards. You weren’t really nervous about getting pregnant with Jooheon’s kid, though being pregnant at all did make your stomach sink. But you were more so nervous about tarnishing Jooheon’s career and/or reputation. You wouldn’t be able to live with yourself if you were the cause of such turmoil. Luckily, you didn’t fall pregnant, but you two swore not to do it with condom again until you were both sure that’s what you wanted to do. Now just felt right.
“I want to feel you,” you repeated eagerly, getting impatient. You could feel him lining up at your entrance, his hand still stroking his erection.
“You’ll feel me, baby. All of me.”
Boy, did you. You sucked in a breath as he sunk between your folds, filling you to the brim with his thick length. You watched his face screw up with a disgruntled expression as he felt your tight walls constrict him. He forgot how good you felt like this.
“Holy shit,” he grunted.
You smiled, urging him to start thrusting by pulling on his waist with your hands. Your nails lightly dug into his skin. He hissed while he pulled out, barely keeping his tip in before thrusting back into you slowly. His hips bucked into yours in a growing rhythm. Heavy breaths and the sounds of wet kissing surrounded you two. It was like the two of you made lustful music when you made love. That’s what it always was with him. “Fucking” didn’t sound right to Jooheon. If he was going to have sex with you, he was going to pour in every ounce of his love and appreciation for you that he could muster.
He drilled into you, but his lips were soft and smooth in the way they touched your body, wherever they could reach. He made sure to tell you how good you made him feel and how well you took him. Little did you know that it was mostly because he could feel the effect it had on you. Every touch, every kiss, every word had your insides fluttering, your pussy clenching on him as if he would disappear if you didn’t. In a way, he was going to disappear, you supposed.
“I’m going to miss you so much,” you pouted, feeling that sinking sensation in your stomach as you felt tears welling up in your eyes again.
Jooheon’s hips faltered as he made eye contact with you. His orbs began to mirror yours briefly before he pulled himself together. He continued to thrust into you, softer than before, “I’ll miss you so much more, trust me. I’m gonna think about you every second of every day. Gonna count down the minutes until I can see you again.”
“Joo,” you moaned as you felt your climax building in your lower belly. Your leg muscles were tensing up from the impending sensation.
“Baby,” he whimpered, on the brink of his own release. This was the only bad part of not using a condom; you felt too good. There was no way in hell he could last as long as he usually did. All he could do was hope that you would want round two, and maybe a round three, or four . . .
“Want you to cum inside.”
“I will,” he nodded, eyelids closing tight as he shuddered. He was so close, “Gonna take it all?”
“Mhm,” you hugged around his shoulders, drawing him close until his forehead was on yours. He pressed a haphazard kiss to your nose out of passion, and you chuckled softly.
“Fuc-“ he couldn’t even finish before he was cumming, painting your core. He shook under your touch, his strength wavering under the weight of his orgasm. “Holy shit, that feels so good. You feel so good. I wish you could feel this the way I do.”
Your head was spinning from the way he talked you through it. You could only moan out his name as you came after him, his warmth filling you up sending you over the edge, “Oh my God.”
“That’s it,” he kissed your neck, then he leaned down to hug you properly. It felt oddly nice having his body weight on you, like a comforting blanket.
You would miss this. Not just the love-making, but all of it. Him. You would miss him. It was hard enough being away from him most days due to his job, but having him be unavailable for long periods of time was going to be a form of hell. All you wanted to do was have him like this all the time. All to yourself. You wanted to be able to kiss him and hold him whenever you felt like it. You didn’t want to worry about him up and leaving at any time for any reason. You wanted to have him completely. Was it still selfishness if it was out of pure, uncontainable love?
“Eighteen months,” you didn’t realize you had said it out loud until Jooheon pulled away to regard you with a crestfallen nod.
“Eighteen months,” he confirmed. You prayed that it would be the fastest year and six months of your life.
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Monsta X Recommendations
I.M
feel better @moonhoures
He Calls You Clingy @blu-joons
‘til death do we part, changkyun @mxnrly
Babe @kimbapuhkidding
chasing love - two @peachoony
“Why can’t I ever get enough of you ?” @crabsxdragons
“Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?” @milfgyuu
Time for a Change @kwanisms
Jealousy @kwanisms
Give it a Chance @kwanisms
Close your eyes and hold out your hands @bebecue
Wrong Number @prettywordsyouleft
Affectionately Attached @jae-bummer
“You’re still here and I already miss you” @crabsxdragons
DATING IM CHANGKYUN @taexual
Minhyuk
Ditto @svtcarat-exo-l
Shownu
a blackout @shownusgfayoooo
Hyungwon
Angel @eternalmx
Unknown Number @heartau
Fuck Away The Pain @seunguwoos
[10:49 p.m] @bearseokie
Friends Don’t Do That @welovekpopscenarios
Kihyun
I Only Hate You A Little- Part 4 @little-chimchim
Cruel Lips @little-chimchim
Borrowed @little-chimchim
Jooheon
Dating Jooheon would include @ultkpp-blog
Ot6/7
When He Carries An Item Specifically For You @blu-joons
When You Feel Lonely @blu-joons
When He Gets Jealous Of Another Guy @blu-joons
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When you confess your feelings to them @narika-a
Them crying in their s/o’s arms after a hard day @narika-a
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Monsta X as the guy who hits on you in a bookstore @thesnowinthemountains
You wearing their shirt/sweater as pajamas @sugarjaee
Asking to call you baby girl @cho-ji-eun
First Time: Kissing @fymoanstax
Zoey Masterlist @k-llama-llama
Zoey Masterlist P.2 @k-llama-llama
"when I get home you better be on the bed waiting for me" @kpurereactions
Thigh riding @taexual
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monsta x
reactions
how would monsta x cuddle
imagines
shownu
getting greys
wonho
you knew it
getting greys
minhyuk
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kihyun
forgive me (*M*)
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hyungwon
pleasuring (*M*)
wot
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jooheon
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bf! jooheon
i.m
daddy (*M*)
bf! i.m
i promise to call
getting greys
were doing this now?
single dad au
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♡ 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 - 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘕𝘚𝘍𝘞, 18+... 𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩. 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺.
a walk in the park is what you wanted, with your boyfriend while his schedule wasn't so busy, holding hands and occasionally kissing. stopping to get one of your favorite snacks from a food stand, you could feel your boyfriend burning a hole in your back, you knew he was staring.
his hands roaming around your body as you place your order. jooheon isn't such a huge fan of pda but you've been working out lately as a new hobby while he's been working. your ass was getting fatter and he noticed but he knew you were looking forward to enjoying at least one day out with him, so he controlled himself and you guys ended off the day with a nice dinner.
10:43pm
barely stepping foot into your apartment, you heard your boyfriends stern voice trailing behind you.
"bedroom, now."
watching jooheon disappear into your room, you follow behind. directing you with his finger to 'come here' as he sat on the edge of the bed. grabbing your hips as you inch closer to him. wasting no time, he turned you around.
his hands snaking around your waist to the button of your jeans, pulling them down your legs. "god damn baby, look at you.." he said admiring your body. "all this is mines" running his hands along your curves.
sitting you down on his lap, you felt the hardness of his dick. running kisses along your neck.
the grip on your hips getting tighter as he whispered "you know I'm about to fuck you up right?" you nodded, already knowing what you were about to get into.
leaning back into his chest you let him get more access to your body. sliding your panties to the side, feeling your wetness, he slid a finger into your core making you gasp. spreading your legs a little more, he added another finger, his thumb attacking your clit.
you head falling back from the pleasure and earning kisses from your boyfriend as you began to feel a knot in your stomach while loud moans escaped your lips.
he knew you were about to cum, curling his fingers to hit your spot as you released on his fingers.
getting more comfortable on the bed, he removed his dick from his sweatpants.
"come ride this dick baby"
watching you hover over him, slowly lowering yourself. kissing your soft lips while you adjust to his size. you began slowly bouncing up and down going at your own pace, but honey wasn't having it.
gripping and lifting your hips, he started ramming into you. shaky moans take over your body while your boyfriend fucked you until your eyes rolled back.
a slap to your ass echoed throughout your dim lit room, "look at me" you heard him say. "I want to see how good I'm fucking my baby" your eyes met his, full of lust. the sloppy sounds of your wet cunt connecting with your boyfriends hips, you knew the neighbors were hearing how loud you were.
feeling that knot in your stomach again "i'm gonna cum." hiding your face in your boyfriends neck while he finishes you off. a few more hard strokes before you came both came together, riding out your high.
"I've missed you y/n"
"me too"
#monsta x smut#minhyuk#jooheon#hyungwon#kihyun#shownu#changkyun#kpop smut#monsta x#monsta x imagines#jooheon smut#jooheon scenarios#lee jooheon#jooheon x reader
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LØV3
F!Reader x Hyungwon
Genre: Yandere AU
Warning: Manipulation, Electrocution, Yandere
Words: 2.2K
Chapter Thirteen
(Prev//Next)
Prompt: NexGen is the leading company for all of humanities technological advances. Their recent project involves creating a higher functioning AI, one with basic knowledge of the world, and programmed to learn. It’s no surprise the project is a secret from the general public, and you, the company’s head programmer, were chosen to be the AI’s teacher. You wish you could reject the assignment, but the decision was made. Now with an AI at home things were different. Although it might not be such a bad thing, perhaps you could learn and help each other out, for better or for worse.
(@starillusion13)
“Hyungwon, please listen to me.”
“You don’t need to worry.” Hyungwon took your hands in his. “I’m perfectly fine, everything is okay.”
“This isn’t right. You were not created to resolve all humanities mistakes, but to help people.”
“I am. I just intend to do so on a global scale.”
“And what if people don’t want the type of help you’re offering?”
“In order for this to work everyone has to be on board.”
“They won’t be. People are different, there’s not one thing everyone agrees on. You can’t force something like this on them. There will be resistance, and what if people get hurt?”
“I understand that can’t be avoided, but I will minimize the injuries.”
“Hyungwon! Do you hear yourself? You can’t hurt people, that’s not-”
“What I was made for? Is that it?”
“Hyungwon…”
“You say I was created to help people, and that’s exactly what I’m doing.”
“Not like this.”
“I may be an amalgamation of your code, but you did not create me. You don’t need to feel any guilt or responsibility towards my actions.”
“But I’m the one here with you now. Hyungwon, I’m worried about you.”
“It’s okay, everything will work out.”
“You can’t guarantee that.”
“To a degree I can.”
“Hyungwon-”
You were interrupted as you heard the door open, Minhyuk coming in. For a moment you thought to ask for help, but then you remembered he was just another android like Hyungwon, he was never on your side.
“What’s going on down at the station?” Hyungwon asked.
“They’re still investigating Changkyun, although there might be a slight issue.”
“Explain.”
“He told the officers about the AI.”
“Hm… what were the reactions?”
“Office Lee doesn’t seem to trust him, and Shownu will make sure to keep him from investigating further.”
“That’s good, but we might need to move things along. Where are we for the next phase?”
“Ready. I can bring them over so we can set them up.”
“Let’s do that.”
“Hyungwon, what are you-”
You made an attempt to stand, to question this whole conversation, but an electrical shock from Chae knocked you back down onto the couch. Hyungwon came over to check on you, grabbing your face.
“Easy, don’t hurt yourself.”
“Just stop… please…”
“I know you’re nervous, but I’ll rectify that, okay.”
Hyungwon reached into his pocket to pull out some earbuds. You didn’t really know what happened, but you knew you always lost time when you had those on. You tried to struggle but he got them in place. Then a soothing melody was relaxing you. Your vision got blurry, followed by a tingle in your head, and then you passed out. You had no idea for how long you were out, but when you woke up you were lying down on the couch. You sat up, grabbing your head as you still felt dizzy. You didn’t see Hyungwon around, but soon enough an orb flew into your field of vision. Its lights were flashing all kinds of colors. You still felt Chae around your head, so you were all the more confused.
“What… what is this…”
“You’re up.” Hyungwon noticed. “How do you feel?”
“Where did you get this orb?”
“Ah, Minhyuk designed it and I programmed it with my code. Just as intended, they are designed to learn and grow while keeping their true purpose in mind.”
“Which is…”
“You know. It’s what I’m trying to get you to understand.”
“No, your idea…”
“It’s a paradise.” Hyungwon explained. “That is what I am trying to create for everyone.”
“It won’t work…”
“Sh. You still need to rest. Let’s get you to bed.”
Hyungwon picked you up in his arms and carried you to the bedroom, setting you down and tucking you in. You tried to hold him back, but you barely had any strength to keep your eyes open. You could vaguely make out a smile on Hyungwon’s face before he leaned down to press a kiss to your head.
“Sweet dreams.”
♥♥♥♥♥
When you woke up later you could hear the soft hum of a car. As you opened your eyes and regained your senses you could see that you were in the back of a car. Hyungwon sat next to you, looking over some papers while Minhyuk drove. You noticed a suitcase at Hyungwon’s feet and caught a glimpse of yourself in the window. Instead of a crown around your head Chae had changed forms again, becoming a necklace wrapped around your throat. You reach up to it, only for your hand to start shaking. Hyungwon reached over and grabbed your arm, the shaking stopping in that moment.
“Hyungwon, where are we going?”
“Don’t try to remove the necklace. I’d had to lose my connection to you.”
“Hyungwon-”
“We’re going to a familiar place. You’ll see.”
You knew you wouldn’t get much more of an answer, so you’d just have to wait. It pained you to see the world outside the window. All these people just going about their lives with no idea of what was to come. Not like you had any idea either. If you could roll down the window and scream for help, or jump out of the car, you would, but the reality was that those actions would get you nowhere. Surely Hyungwon had contingencies in place for any rash action you might take. So there was no choice but to behave. Although your eyes went wide when the car came to a stop.
“NexGen… why are we here?”
“I need the right people on my side.”
Hyungwon got out of the car with his suitcase, going around to open your door. That’s when you finally noticed you were in different clothes, throwing a glare at Hyungwon. He merely smiled and took your hand, leading you inside the building. You expected to go up to the front desk, but instead Hyungwon went straight for the elevators. None of the security devices got in his way, simply making way for him as if he had access. Then again, at this point he surely did. When you got into the elevator it took you up to your old work floor.
If you could get up there then it meant you had clearance. That’s why no one questioned either of you when you arrived. So you continued with Hyungwon, going over to the conference room. Without knocking Hyungwon just let himself in, interrupting the whole thing. Immediately people began to question him, and then things got more confusing when some began to recognize you. Before anyone got the chance to call security Hyungwon opened up the suitcase. A bunch of orbs floated out and attached themselves to everyone in the room, turning into bracelets.
“There’s no need to panic.” Hyungwon explained. “I come with a gift. The future of AI.”
“What?”
“You’re overlooking the potential you have created. Now, you might be wondering what your ex-employee is doing here, but they’re the proof you need. You see, I got close to y/n and stumbled upon the interesting little orb that was around her. It learned, and it did so well to look after her.”
Hyungwon turned off the lights and turned on the projector. He displayed the security footage from your home, showing all the things Chae did with you in the house. He’d be your wake up call, help you cook, make sure you were maintaining your health, and so much more. You could only stare at all this with wide eyes, still not sure what Hyungwon was planning here.
“It seems your technology is more advanced than you thought. The orbs, well, bracelets, you have with you are programmed with the same code. They will learn from you, and help you in your daily lives. Why not give them a shot and see just how much your life can improve. From there you’d surely agree everyone should have their own AI helper, and they’d pay a pretty price for it too.”
At that moment security came into the room, although neither you or Hyungwon were detained as the boss told them to wait.
“What’s your name?”
“Hyungwon.”
“So, you discovered such a thing, and instead of selling this yourself you came to NexGen, may I ask why?”
“The answer is obvious. NexGen is innovation, and the future of humanity. If anyone can understand my goals, it’s you. I have no problem going to a competitor if you don’t agree.”
“Let’s not jump to conclusions. We can give this idea of yours a test run. Although I am curious, how do you feel about all this y/n?”
None of the attention had been on you, but now everyone’s eyes looked in your direction. Hyungwon gave you a soft smile. You had no voice before that moment but the words flowed out with ease.
“It’s incredible. A function we didn’t see before. It only really came to light when looking back on everything Chae had done for me.”
“Chae?”
“It’s what I named the AI. He was placed with me to help me finish my project, but along the way he helped me with my daily life as well. Moreso after the accident. He was always attentive, aware of things I wasn’t, or possibly wasn’t even capable of knowing. I would say he helped make my life easier, and gave me confidence to be myself. This may not have been the original idea behind Chae’s creation, but it’s far greater.”
“I see… I guess we’ll be in touch.”
“Of course. Let me know when you’re ready to talk.”
Hyungwon grabbed the empty suitcase and set down a card. He took your hand and led you out, the two of you leaving in silence. At no point during that whole ordeal could you find your voice, yet when you were asked to speak you did. Not only that, the words you spoke felt so natural. It was true, Chae had helped you a lot, but you wouldn’t have said such things to help Hyungwon out. Yet that’s exactly what you did.
“What just happened back there…”
“Thanks for your help.”
“No… no I didn’t… what did you do to me!”
“I told you I wanted you to understand-”
“No, no, this isn’t it. You did something to me. I never would have said that… you’ve messed with my head and… that’s what you’re gonna do…”
“Hm?”
“Everyone in that conference room has their own AI made with your code… you’re gonna manipulate them and brainwash them to get what you want!”
“I wouldn’t use such terms.”
“Right, you said you were a programmer, and that’s all humans are to you, machines to reprogram so you get what you want. What exactly is that? What do you get out of this?”
“You. That’s all that matters here.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“I know. It’s difficult for you to see things the way I do, but you’ll thank me in the end.”
“Hyungwon, please just-”
You yelled as you were shocked, stumbling and falling into Hyungwon’s arms. You were down in the garage and you felt as the necklace morphed and became a crown around your head. You felt a tingle as some minor shocks were sent to your head. It was becoming hard to keep your eyes open but you fought through it.
“Hyungwon…”
“Sh, please, don’t fight me.”
“If you keep doing this… I’ll never be on your side…”
“That’s not true. You know me, you trust me, we’ll be okay. In a few days, things will be in place.”
Minhyuk pulled up with the car, and Hyungwon got you into the backseat. When he got into the car by your side he told Minhyuk to drive. You found yourself staring out the window again, unable to run away.
“How did it go?”
“Everything is in place.” Hyungwon said. “I need you to update the orbs in the office. The sooner the better. Everyone has to be on board.”
“I’ll get to that once we return home.”
Overhearing the conversation, you could only wonder how the world was going to change. NexGen was a huge corporation, and their reach practically extended across the globe. All he needed was a few powerful people in his pocket and it would be over. You couldn’t stop him, and the horrible realization brought a smile to your face. It was getting hard to tell what side you were on. The line was already blurred, and soon enough it would disappear. All these positive feelings freaked you out. They were not your own, yet they were. It felt like Hyungwon was overriding your personality, little by little. You started breathing heavily and Hyungwon took your hand, getting you to look at him.
“Deep breaths, deep breaths, you’re okay. I know things must be scary now, but it’s going to be alright. There will only be happy things to come.”
Hyungwon gently caressed your face, slowly soothing you and calming your heart. Everything he said was true, and you knew that. He’d make it all a reality and there was nothing you could do to stop him. You’d end up forgetting all of this pain and confusion. It was a terrifying realization, and in a strange way it brought peace too.
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God, forgive me
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I love you
Post Date: 17th January 2023
Content: Fluff - Monsta X Jooheon x Reader
WC: 1.9K
TW?: Non Idol!Au/ Insecure Reader/ Mentions of hate comments/ Weight insecurities/ Overuse of babe and baby
Request?: Yes
A.n: The request was for a chubby!reader with Jooheon. By no means does this reflect my views and opinions on "chubby" people, as being one myself. Everyone is beautiful/handsome/gorgeous in their own ways and no way should your size define how amazing you are as a person!
Masterlist Prompt list
Prompts:
45 - "Please don't cry"
Whilst your boyfriend’s at work, you try to find something to keep yourself busy and all you could do was stare at your Instagram account, realising how boring everything was but you didn’t have the heart to delete or change anything.
There are photos of you and Jooheon and his friends. As well as photos of your life in general.
But then an idea hits you, you always love doing your makeup and love trying on different outfits so why not create a makeup account, where you share makeup looks that you create, as well as outfits of the day.
Thinking this would be a way of expressing yourself and having fun with it simultaneously.
There wouldn’t be any hassle or issues with it as you know you’ll be able to go out at your own pace, since it’s all for fun anyway. Plus it gives you something to do whilst you are bored, waiting for your boyfriend to get home from work.
Just before you go to create a fresh account, your phone starts ringing and Jooheon’s caller comes up on your screen as soon as you try to press ‘Add Account’.
“Hey baby,” Jooheon sings happily down the phone, making a smirk grow quickly on your face after hearing his voice.
“Hey, hows work?” you answer, twirling a piece of hair in between your fingers.
After a little pause, he sighs, “It’s okay, eveyone keeps piling their work onto my desk and I seriously don’t want to do anything than be home with my baby”.
He’s so sweet and for what? You could tell he’s bored and tired, especially when he gets all sappy like this, but you love it because you feel the same way, you just can’t wait for him to get home.
“I can’t wait for you to get home too... Oh, babe!” You excitedly exclaim down the phone, remembering what you were originally going to do before he phones.
From your excitement, he instantly gets excited too, “Yes baby?”.
Sitting upright on the bed, you fall onto your front, getting yourself comfortable with your feet waving in the air behind you, “I’m going to be making a make-up and outfit Instagram, just for fun. I just want a place to express myself and I think it’ll be awesome!”.
Cheerfully laughing down the phone, Jooheon can’t help but make the happiest noises, “Will you let me pick a few outfits and give you make-up ideas?”.
“Of course, babe. You could even be on it if you really want to?” You smile and you wouldn’t be surprised if he could tell how big your smile was down the phone, exclaiming a huge ‘YES!’ down the other end.
“Oh btw... Damn, I’ll call you when I finish baby, managers coming down the corridor. I love you!” He cheers down the phone, letting you reply with an ‘I love you’ before hanging up.
Going back to what you were originally doing, you set up the account then go through your photos to see what you could do as a first post. But not before you set up an aesthetic for your highlights, loving every second of it.
So excited over it, you also start to make notes on what you could do on certain days, and plan what make-up looks you can start doing.
After making your first post, you follow Jooheon first, who in return, instantly follows you back, commenting on your first post, calling you beautiful and telling you how lucky he is to have you. It comes as no surprise that he even shares this in his story, just wants to show you off.
It’s been months since you started this new account and you are beyond enjoying it, loving every second of it.
You’ve even got yourself into a little routine, and you’re doing very well for followers even though that’s not why you started doing it in the first place. But you’ve grown to be quite fond of how amazing and supportive your followers are. Especially when they throw ideas your way.
You’re creating another new make-up look at your vanity, applying your eyeshadow and your phone starts to vibrate viciously with notifications, at first making you smile at first seeing the notifications rack up.
‘This look is amazing! Can’t wait for more.
‘You’re so talented!’.
‘Oh, to be as pretty as you!’.
‘Whoever your partner is, they’re so lucky’.
Everything seems to be going amazing so you place your phone back down to continue adding to the art on your face, even with Jooheon behind you on the bed on his phone, but occasionally looking over at you with the sweetest grin on his face.
“You’re so pretty, baby,” Out came the compliment in such a soft voice as you momentarily pause, turning to face him, blush started to appear on his cheeks when you smile back at him.
It was the worst time to let him butter you up, throwing you off a little as you start to have a small giggle fit, “Don’t compliment me, babe. I’ll get big headed”.
That’s all that matters to you, is what he thinks of you and he thinks the world of you, making you content in your relationship and confident in yourself also.
You couldn’t help but laugh when he starts to giggle more, hearing him shuffle behind you but not expecting the sudden back hug he gives you, almost making you brush bright blue eyeshadow down your cheek.
“Baby!” You whine, placing the brush down but your whine turns into laughter when he starts peppering kisses on your neck lightly, “I’m trying to make a masterpiece, don’t ruin it!”.
You playfully slap his arm which gently rests over your shoulder as he notices your phone going off again.
“Can I look at your comments? I’m sure they’re all amazing!” The excitement in his voice is too cute to say no, nodding to him as you try and get back to what you were doing.
Giving you some space, he sits on the chair next to you, looking through your comments when another notification comes through, another comment on your post.
In an instant, his grin turns into a frown as he reads the comment.
‘Who let her have make-up? It’s not like she can make herself look any better?’
Refusing to let that ruin your mood, and he knows you’re going to get people being horrible to you eventually but right now? he’d hate for you to see it so with a swift swipe of his finger, the notification and comment are being deleted.
Luckily you’re paying too much attention to have noticed the change in his expression, only when he forces a smile as he hands your phone back.
“Everyone is being so kind to my baby, as they should,” He kisses your shoulder, then gives it a reassuring squeeze before leaving you to it, “Would a cup of coffee be nice right now?”.
“Yes please, babe. That’ll be perfect right now!”.
Taking one moment to look at your progress, you can’t help but feel giddy about your work, being very impressed with how you’ve managed to pull the eye makeup off.
Now it was time to add the eyeliner, however, you couldn’t help but notice your phone is blowing up with notifications, unable to hold yourself back from looking.
Again, you find the usual compliments and your heart feels warm from them all, but then you see it. The hate comments.
It’s part of being on social media, you’ll always get negative people trying to push their own opinions without suffering consequences. You know this, but you couldn’t help but let the comments bring a lump to your throat.
‘You’re not talented, you’re ugly. Look at your OOTD’s, I would never let my girlfriend post photos of herself if she’s fat and ugly like you.
‘Instagram isn’t the right place for you. Maybe a farm would be better suited, cow’.
Those have to hurt, despite trying your best not to get affected by them. You notice how your followers try to defend you and call these horrible people out and as much as you appreciate them, you can’t help but look at yourself in the mirror again.
Starting with your cheeks, you start to nit-pick at yourself, poking at pinching your cheeks, down to your chest, arms, stomach and thighs. Tears well in your eyes as you consider how they might be right.
Trying your best, you shake it off, reminding yourself that people like them will have what’s coming to them and their opinion doesn’t matter. You weren’t going to let an hour's work on your make-up so far ruin what you’ve accomplished the last few months in building confidence and happiness.
But another comment hits your notifications.
‘Why would you be happy with yourself when you’re fat? Come on, reality check, you shouldn’t be happy’.
One that pokes at your weight once again, and the masterpiece you started to create on your face slowly gets ruined by your tears, you smudging your look with your hands as you wipe away the strays.
Rushing to grab a make-up wipe, you slump back into your chair, pressing it to your face as you proceed to take the make-up off, sobbing into the wipe as you struggle to fight away the bad thoughts of yourself that invade your mind.
Mid-cleaning your face, Jooheon walks back in and the second he hears your little sniffle, he places the coffee down on your bedside table and rushes over to you.
“What happened? Your make-up was so pretty, why are you crying?” His voice cracks, and seeing you cry pains him as he pulls you into a tight hug, your phone screen bright in his peripherals.
In an instant, he knew, and his heart jumps to his throat.
“They’ve started, haven’t they?” He asks softly, acting oblivious to the fact that he already knew they had.
Nodding into his chest, you sob a little harder, arms clutching around him tightly as he gently caresses your head, playing with your hair.
“What did they say? Can I see?”.
When you nod into his chest again, with shaking hands, he reaches for the phone, already open to the hate comments that you had looked at over and over again, feeling himself boiling with anger.
“Hey, don’t listen to them. Please don’t cry,” He whispers, kissing your head as he slowly peels himself away from you just to cup your face in both hands, wiping away the tears with his thumbs.
“But that they said was right, I shouldn’t have started this account. I’m not talented, I’m fat, I’m ugly...”
“No. No you’re not. They’re wrong. You started this because you love make-up and you wanted to show off your amazing fashion sense. I know this has helped you with your confident and it was amazing to see you glow and bask it in. You’re beautiful, you’re amazing and so talented. Please, don’t listen to them,” Jooheon begs.
“But...”
“No buts, baby. You’re perfect. I love everything about you and you should love everything about you too. You’re everything a man could dream of, and more. I love you”.
“I love you too,” You sniffle through the tears, forcing a smile as he softly returns one, pulling you in for another hug.
“Now, go wash up and come back, I’ll have an outfit picked out for you, let me be your photographer,” He cheers playfully, pinching your cheeks and placing a kiss on the tip of your nose.
No matter what you could think of yourself, Jooheon would always see you as perfect in his eyes. And the way he looks at you reminds you that you’re more than just these silly little comments.
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incognito - lee jooheon
pairing: undercover spy jooheon + undercover spy female reader
genre: fluff, established relationship, spy, secret operations, gambler au
word count: 2.4k+
warnings: suggestive sexual content, cursing, gun mentions
summary: they never should’ve paired you up with your husband for a recon mission.
rating: 16+
author’s note: happy belated birthday, jooheon <3 i know that you guys have been waiting a while for this one, so sorry that it’s shorter than normal! life has just been alot lately... also if you’re not familiar, i wrote a gambler au for kihyun that did really well, so i wanted to write one for joo. i hope u guys like it <3
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[library] [monsta x library]
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“Testing, testing,” you whisper into your earpiece as you adjust it, disguising the action by fidgeting with your earring.
“Ready to go, love?” you hear your husband’s voice in your ear, and the crisp sound quality makes it seem that he’s actually beside you, whispering in that low voice that he has.
“Ready,” you answer softly, smoothing down the bodice of your dress to flatten the wrinkles. Bomi had to practically sew you into this royal blue number that she chose for you, citing the way that the colour compliments your skin tone. That, and the fact that Jooheon would love it on you.
You’re not sure if that level of distraction is in the best interest of the mission, but you are supposed to be a married couple.
The only difference is that you two have to act like the normal rich-and-wealthy kind, not the secret-spy-partner kind.
“Honey?” you say as you slowly open up the bedroom door, revealing yourself to him in the suite living room. He turns around immediately, ears seemingly piquing at the sound of your voice. Then, he smiles wide, his devastatingly endearing dimples making an appearance on his cheeks.
“Remember, this is just a recon mission,” you remind him, ignoring the way that his eyes trace the lines of your body. “So, no rash decisions. Do not make a scene. Do not expose yourself. And more importantly,” you pause, your body betraying you once you take note of the way that he’s styled his hair, nearly coiffed away from his forehead in a charming swoop, “No contact with the target.”
Unable to help yourself, you place your palm against his chest, sliding it down the fabric of his pressed suit. You immediately recognize the contours of his leather gun harness strapped to his chest, even through the double-breasted blazer. Leaning in, you press a chaste, fleeting kiss against his lips. You know that the contact isn’t enough for him, but you pull away anyway, hoping that the slight tease will keep him going for the next four hours.
“Understand?” you breathe against his lips, allowing yourself to let out a little gasp when his arm wraps around the small of your waist. He tugs you toward him; just barely, as if meeting your tease with a little goading of his own.
“Yes, love,” he agrees darkly, tucking his head into your neck before settling his mouth against the side of your neck, heartbeat pulsing against his lips.
“No distractions,” you remind him, but it’s more of a reminder for yourself. There are four hours to go and you’re already succumbing to his touch, knees weak and eyes half-lidded.
“No distractions,” he nods before reluctantly moving his lips from your neck. Then, he offers his arm, allowing you to loop your arm through it.
Without another word, he uses his free hand to pull the hotel room door open, guiding you through and into the empty hallway. For a fancy, five-star hotel, the hallway is pretty dimly lit, the white wainscotting illuminated only by the golden glow of the wall scones.
You both lift your free hands to press against your earpieces, waiting for a click to allow Agent 1122’s voice to trickle through it. It’s completed in a single, synchronized movement that could only result from years of being in each other’s presence.
“Agent 514 and 106, do you copy?”
“Agent 514, I do copy,” you whisper.
“Agent 106, I do copy,” your husband whispers right after.
“Perfect. I have eyes on the target in Ballroom C. His campaign manager hasn’t left his side in 30 minutes, so that may pose a problem when maintaining distance between yourself and the target. He’s currently stuffing his face in crab cakes and foie gras,” Agent 1122 confirms, and you giggle during his pause, probably a result of him gathering more information. Then, he elaborates, “The target is wearing a navy velvet suit, drowning in his third glass of champagne, and harassing a waitress in front of his wife.”
“Sounds like a piece of shit,” you seethe quietly, and your husband squeezes his arm as he detects your anger.
“Remember,” he says after stepping into the elevator and pressing the button to the correct floor, tone soft. You recognize it as him attempting to calm you.
“No contact with the target,” he repeats, and you nod, taking a deep breath before the elevator opens up to reveal the exact ballroom that the target is currently residing in.
“No contact with the target.”
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Your husband is getting angry.
You can just tell by the way that his fingers are beginning to dig into your hip as the target’s manager refuses to stop talking to you, ignoring him; your husband, in favour of your breasts.
“Mrs. Kang, Mr. Tanaka would greatly benefit from a donation to his campaign,” they suggest, leaning much too close to your face for comfort, “And I’m sure that your management of Mrs. Kim’s coffers would make a sizable donation feasible. Your monetary help would be greatly appreciated.”
You smile, replying with a standard response that you prepared beforehand.
“I would have to speak to Mrs. Kim and her wife about the monetary support, but please know that they are both waiting to announce their allegiances to the press. Please be patient, as I do not have autonomous control over their finances. I merely manage them.”
He frowns through a smile, slimy and deceitful. Not only are they profiting from the sale of black market goods and embezzling donations, but they are also coaxing leaders within the financial sector to donate undisclosed amounts of money. Cleverly, if you allow yourself to give them a small, minute compliment, by bypassing the figures and going to their managers directly.
This is a vital piece of information that surely makes this mission worth the trouble. The only question left unanswered is where they’re selling those forbidden products; priceless artifacts stolen from their home countries, jewelry made with blood diamonds, human and animal remains that are disguised as fucked up trophies, anything that will fetch a pretty penny. Many people in positions of power and possessions of immense wealth are gathered here, but not just anyone can walk into a random store to buy black market goods.
So, you’re able to deduce that there’s an auction somewhere in this place, and you need to find out where. The only issue is that the location isn’t written anywhere. In fact, it’s never written down, and it’s up to the invited to remember from the word of mouth.
How unfortunate it is that the real Mr. and Mrs. Kang are somewhere in the Virgin Islands, enjoying a so-called vacation that they supposedly won at a blind auction.
You suggested scaring them into spilling the auction location to Agent 1122, but it’s better that they remain oblivious to the fact that their identities have been essentially stolen for a night.
A pair of ignorant fools, those two must be. You would almost feel bad if it wasn’t for the fact that they’re secretly embezzling money as well.
However, you’re beginning to worry that the mission may be jeopardized by your husband beside you. He’s smiling from the corner of your eye, but the eyebrow twitch makes it very apparent that he’s angry. Fuming, perhaps.
Well, he’s always been the overreacting, pouty type when pushed too far.
So, you attempt to calm him down by crossing your arm against your navel and squeezing the hand that rests on your hip.
Do not make a scene, you hope to portray through your touch, leaning against the side of his body to emphasize your point. His posture is stiff and his jaw is tight. But luckily, his body softens upon the squeeze of your hand. The movement is minute; barely noticeable to the public, untrained eye, but you’ve known him for long enough; worked with him in the field for long enough, to recognize his tics and mannerisms.
“Apologies, Sir,” your husband interrupts the campaign manager during his little tirade, surely mustering all the effort in the world to sound pleasant and unannoyed, “But my wife and I have previous arrangements with other candidates tonight. We will keep in touch.”
“Mr. Kang,” they say, almost chasing after your husband in the midst of leaving with you, “I implore you to reconsider.”
“Sorry, but we are in the middle of weighing out the pros and cons with the Kim’s. I believe-”
“What will it take for you to support Mr. Tanaka’s campaign?”
You pause, seeing the opening in the darkness, the light at the end of the tunnel.
An opportunity.
“Exclusivity,” you answer after stepping forward, voice confident, “It seems to me that you’ve been offering the same thing to every single person with money in this room. Offer me something different; something that only we can have.”
Agent 1122 is spitting in your ear at this point, scolding you for going off script. But you ignore it in favour of the target’s manager stopping in his tracks. His brows begin to furrow as if attempting to decipher your words. Then, his eyebrows raise; just barely, and it’s enough for you to collect that he’s taking the bait.
“What do you want?” he asks cautiously.
You lean in, pushing your bosom forward to brush it against his chest, pleasing him and pissing off your husband at the same time.
“The 17th-century French pearl and diamond choker. I want it in my hand for three million,” you demand, and his eyes widen. Your husband is probably shitting himself too; this wasn’t exactly planned, but you saw the opportunity and you’re not going to waste it.
You didn’t become one of the best by playing it safe.
“That piece is worth ten million. You’re seven million under the starting bid!” the manager exclaims incredulously. Your mind starts to swim with possible counters, possible ways of explaining your rationale but luckily, your husband is there to pick it up.
“Perhaps. But with our support, you’ll be making much more than seven million. Do this for us, and we’ll get you the Kim’s.”
You look to your side, and your husband's eyes are practically sparkling with dark mischief when he realizes that your risky decision has paid off.
“Fine,” the campaign manager agrees reluctantly, pausing to reach into his pocket. Their action causes an instant response, trained and drilled into your muscle. Your hand flexes and your heartrate spikes. The weight of the dagger strapped to your thigh seems to increase, and you’re suddenly very much aware of the direction that this conversation might take.
Your husband seems to react the exact same way, judging by the manner in which his hands also drift underneath the hem of his double breasted blazer. His grip on your weight loosens, and you immediately gather that he’s allowing you the chance to dodge the resulting violence
Luckily, your nerves are soothed when the manager lifts a small metal ring out of his pocket, dropping it into your outstretched hand.
“Present this to me a quarter after nine, infront of the Orchid Hall,” they instruct, and you don’t even have a chance to exchange pleasantries before your husband whisks you away, pushing on the base of your back without a single word.
“514, what the fuck was that? And 106? Control yourself, or 618 is going to have a word with you,” Agent 1122 says, the strong reminder only serving to exacerbate your husband’s temper.
“Firstly, get off my wife because she’s a genius and it worked. Secondly, kiss my ass,” he responds lowly, and you’re surprised to hear Agent 126’s throaty chuckle through the earpiece.
“Don’t rile him up, 1122. You know how he gets around 514. Who’s also his wife now, apparently? Thanks for the wedding invite, assholes.”
You scoff internally, unapologetic.
“Who approved of this mission pairing, anyway? 106 is clearly distracted,” Agent 1122 scolds through your earpiece, just as your husband makes sizzling eye contact with you. You’d think that he would ease Agent 1122’s anxiety by remaining silent but instead, he answers with such confidence that your spine straightens dramatically, “It’s not my fault that my partner is fucking hot.”
“Honey!” you exclaim, inadvertently catching the attention of a couple of people around you. Luckily, you’ve adjusted your tone in such a way that makes it seem like you’re just having an argument with your husband.
This is true, to a certain extent.
Your partner needs to cool the fuck down, so you pull him aside without catching attention, grabbing various canapes and a flute of champagne on the way. You decide on a secluded, unoccupied hallway just outside of the ballroom, very dimly lit. There’s no way that anyone would be able to make you two out without a flashlight.
“Calm the fuck down,” you warn softly, grabbing the front of his button-up with more force than you initially intended. You can’t help it though; your husband always manages to bring an elevated level of fierceness to you.
To a certain extent, you’re bracing yourself for some colourful, choice words from him. His shoulders are tense and his jaw has been clenched for the entire damn evening…
Surely, he’s ready to burst.
But instead, he pulls you in for a peck on your cheek, soft and tender, fingers splayed across the base of your back. Your breath hitches, eyelids fluttering closed when you feel his lips against your neck.
“What are you doing?” you whisper, trying to sound unaffected but fuck, he always seems to make you unravel, even on the job.
“You, hopefully," he nearly growls, voice unrecognizable through his simmering want, "After we finish this job and I rip this pretty dress off of you and-”
“Oh, for fucks sake,” a new voice, probably Agent 113 interrupts your husband’s filthy little speech, unimpressed and annoyed.
“Be right back, bleaching my ears right fucking now,” Agent 126 lets out, and you could crumble under the embarrassment, "You two are practically my parents. I cannot be hearing this shit right now."
Your husband sighs in exasperation, pressing his forehead against yours. You’re not able to make much out in this darkness, but you can only imagine the way that he’s looking at you right now.
“We’ll continue this later, without an audience,” he says, nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck. He gives you the softest peck against your skin before pulling away and taking your hand, leaning you both out of the dark hallway and into the light.
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pick me! | lee jooheon 🧁🍯
item description: who is lee jooheon? he's boyfriend material, that's who!
ingredients: one-shot smau, non famous au, acquaintances to ???, jooheon is very very obvious
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Jooheon x Monbebe being petty and one for another 😂
... The hypocrisy
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like lovers do
pairing: jooheon (monsta x) + reader (g/n)
genre: non-idol!au, coworkers!au, fluff
warnings: no smut!
word count: ~1.8K
synopsis: a secret work romance definitely has its pros and cons . . .
a/n: this one’s pretty short with no smut, so i’m pretty sure it won’t do well in terms of notes, but i had fun writing this! it was really fluffy and refreshing, so i hope you all enjoy it 😌
posted: may 16, 2022
When you were asked at nine years old what you wanted to be when you were older, you had answered with “a doctor!”. Of course, that was before you grew up and realized just how many years of school and how much money went into being a doctor. You also quickly realized that you didn’t quite have the stomach for being a doctor—the sight of lots of blood made you feel queasy. So once you finished college, you found yourself working a short-term position at a corporate office downtown. After five years, that “short-term” position turned into a long-term position, and you had even been promoted twice.
Now, you spent your nine-to-five days in your nicely-decorated office, listening to music while you did your paperwork and took five-minute social media breaks. One of your favorite parts of the job, though, was going into the kitchen every morning at the same time to make your coffee.
Every morning, Monday through Friday, at exactly 9:15 a.m, as you walked into the company kitchen you were greeted by the lovely, raven-haired man who was also making his coffee. He flashed his pretty eye smile and dimpled cheek in your direction, immediately making your heart flutter.
Today, you noticed he was wearing a white button-down with the sleeves loosely rolled up to his forearms. His expensive-looking watch gleamed under the fluorescent lighting, making his already put-together demeanor seem intimidating. But you knew him well enough to know he was far from intimidating; on the contrary, he was the nicest man you had ever met since you started working here five years ago.
“Good morning, ________,” his honey-like voice rang through the room that only the two of you occupied at the moment.
“Good morning, Jooheon,” you replied as you met him in front of the coffee maker. It was in the middle of brewing, making a quiet humming noise as it poured the medium roast into the pot. Without a word, your handsome coworker grabbed your favorite mug from the cupboard—a plain white mug with a small smiley face on the handle—and handed it to you. Shortly after you thanked him, his mouth expanded as a yawn escaped it, “Still tired?”
He shrugged passively with an inkling of a smirk on his lips, “Didn’t get much sleep last night.”
“Hm, I wonder why that is,” you noted with the corner of your own lips starting to curl.
He was opening his mouth to reply when the kitchen door opened and another coworker walked in. Both of your eyes looked to the entrance as Lia, the fairly new and outgoing addition to your department, was entering with a cheery smile, “Morning!”
You and Jooheon greeted her just as the coffee machine was sputtering to a stop. The last few drops were falling as Jooheon gestured for you to go first. You obliged with a grateful smile, unaware that he only did it so he could watch you in your state of concentration. His office was on the other side of the floor from yours, so he rarely saw you during work hours. Moment like these were precious to him.
He liked watching your delicate hands rip open two packets of sugar and pour them into your mug. And the way you subconsciously hummed as you stirred the drink before taking your first sip. He wondered if you realized that your nose crinkled every time you took the first sip of coffee.
Jooheon hadn’t realized he yawned a second time until Lia commented on it, “Tired, Jooheon?”
He chuckled softly along with her as she went about heating up a muffin she brought from home, “Yeah, I was just telling _______ that I didn’t get much sleep.”
“Oh? You have a loud neighbor too, huh?” she asked, conversing with him as if you weren’t in the middle of them. You didn’t mind though.
“No,” he shyly confirmed, “I, uh, had someone stay over at my place.”
Her eyes seemed to perk up at the implication, “Is that so? Was this a special someone?”
“Yeah, you could say that,” he spoke casually as he poured himself a cup of coffee. It took everything in him not to watch you walk out of the room then. Part of him wished you had stayed to hear what he said next.
“Glad you had fun,” Lia remarked with a friendly, teasing smile. She took her warm muffin from the microwave, “I’m sure they’re lovely.”
“They really are,” he said under his breath, a stupid grin on his lips as he stared down into the mug sitting in front of him.
Later that evening, at 5:27 p.m, you pulled into the driveway of an apartment that wasn’t yours but might as well have been. You had spent almost every other night here for the past year, and your boyfriend made it a point every time you came over to tell you that you were practically wasting your rent money. Today was no different.
After you walked in and set your necessities down, you made your way to the living room where that familiar, dimpled grin greeted you yet again.
“Hello, gorgeous. How was work today?”
“Slow,” you sighed, plopping onto the couch beside him, his arm resting behind you. His hand rubbed your shoulder as he pressed a sweet kiss to your temple.
“Yeah, it was pretty slow on my end too,” he shrugged, “My morning was great though. I had the pleasure of making coffee with the most wonderful person at the company.”
You rolled your eyes as a knowing smile crept onto your lips. Even after all this time, his corny jokes still had this affect on you, “You’re such a dork. Speaking of, could you be anymore obvious?”
“What? Lia had no idea I was talking about you,” he laughed while you turned on the TV and flipped through channels for something to watch.
“You don’t know that. She may not seem like it, but she’s very observant,” you chided him softly, “Besides, it’s so unprofessional to talk about that at work.”
“My personal life?” he joked.
“That you didn’t get any sleep because you had someone over. Anyone with a brain can figure out what that means.”
“I think my coworker just might have their mind in the gutter,” he playfully poked your arm, “Also, do you like watching the channels switch or do you plan on actually picking a show to watch?”
You sighed again, “Nothing looks good.”
“Maybe instead of paying rent for an apartment you barely stay in, you should just move in and pay for the cable bill.”
You snorted and remarked sarcastically, “Why didn’t I think of that? I’ll have my bags packed in the morning.“
Jooheon was painfully aware of the joking tone to your voice, but today he was tired of the playful banter.
“I’m serious, you know,” his voice reflected his words, which took you off guard. Jooheon was always really friendly, outgoing, and light. It was rare to see a steely, unsmiling look on his face like the one he had now, “I want you to move in with me.”
His eyes met yours, and for a moment it felt like the world was melting around you. It was just the two of you. You loved Jooheon so much; you made sure to tell him at least five times a day. But moving in was a big step for any relationship, and you weren’t sure if you were ready to take it.
“You know we can’t.”
“Why not?” he asked, a sorrowful arch forming in his brow, “It might seem a little quick, but we’ve been together for over a year now. And it would make going to work a lot easier on the both of us.”
“That’s just it. We can’t go to work together,” you spoke quietly, “If our boss finds out we’re dating, we could both get fired. And I don’t trust our coworkers enough to not say anything if they find out. It’s too risky.”
“Then we just won’t carpool. We’ll drive to work in our own cars like we always do, and no one will ever know the difference.“
He sounded as though he was gripping onto the last string of hope he had—pleading. You were stubborn, and he knew that. He knew it would take some persuasion to get you to warm up to the idea of living together. But love made you do stupid things . . . like break your company’s no dating policy to date the new, cute, black-haired, dimpled-cheek guy in your department. You knew it was wrong, but everything felt so right with Jooheon.
“Y’know, at first it was weird having you over all the time. I never really had anyone stay the night, and I wasn’t sure how I would feel about it. But with you it felt so natural. When you leave in the mornings, I get sad because I have to wait twenty minutes to see you again. I hate not seeing you at work, and when I do, I have to act like we don’t sleep in the same bed almost every night. When you stay at your apartment instead of mine, my bed feels empty. I don’t want to feel like that anymore, _______.”
“Okay.”
“‘Okay’?”
“I . . . guess I’ll move in,” you relented. After all, he was right about you wasting your rent money. In fact, the last time you went to your apartment to collect mail, your neighbor had said they thought you moved out. So, maybe it wasn’t entirely outlandish for you to finally do it, “Not right away, of course. Only once my lease is up, then we can discuss move in plans, alright?”
It was more than alright. Jooheon’s smile was practically splitting his face in two with how wide it was. The best relationship he had ever been in was progressing, and he felt like he could dance or sing or both; he was so excited. The next thing you knew, you were being engulfed in the tightest hug imaginable.
“I love you, you know that?”
“You might’ve told me a few times,” you chuckled, your body melting into his embrace as you let him kiss your cheek three times, “I love you, too.”
By some miracle, you ended up finding a decent show to watch a few minutes later. You two settled back against the couch, talking about how fun it would be once you moved in. Jooheon mentioned how you two could actually enjoy your weekends together instead of thinking about you going home. Movie nights would be more frequent. He would have to make room in his closet for your stuff, but he didn’t mind. He couldn’t wait to go to sleep next to you every night knowing your face would be the first thing he would see in the morning. Everything felt like it was falling into place, and he couldn’t be happier.
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Lee Joo Heon (MONSTA X) Ideal Partner Tarot Reading
Disclaimer:
All readings have purely entertainment nature
I don’t know any of the celebrities personally
Don’t base life decisions purely on tarot readings
I can never guarantee any of what’s said in the reading
Before requesting, read the pinned post and appropriate linked post
Tarot readings are my hobby - I’m not obligated to accept any of the requests nor to complete them, it’s my choice, not duty
Waiting time is long, even several months
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Reading Info:
Rating: 18+
Reading Type: Single - Couple
Requested: Yes - No
Deck: Crow + Zodiac Dice
Spread: Ideal Partner
Questions:
Body
Heart
Spirit
Soul
Time
Place
Zodiac Sign
Celebrity Info:
Full Name: Lee Joo Heon
Stage Name: Joohoney
Group: MONSTA X
DOB: 06.10.1994
Sun Sign: Libra
Chinese Sign: Wood Dog
Life Path Number: 3
Masterpost: Monsta X
Ko-fi - Voluntary Tip for Readings
Lee Joo Heon
Joohoney (MONSTA X)
Deck: Crow + Zodiac Dice
Spread: Ideal Partner
Body - 2 of Swords
Joohoney’s perfect match might struggle with what feels like themselves. They might feel torn between two contradicting lifestyles and sometimes they can seem rather eccentric. This person can give different vibes to different people and might even seem like having more personalities. They are not very good at keeping eye contact and might seem shy on the outside.
Heart - 7 of Wands
At heart, Joohoney’s significant other is someone who fights their way through life, who might have struggled in the past to get where they are now. They probably overcame many obstacles, faced many challenges and became rather resistant, feisty even. They might sometimes sound bitter or cynical but they actually do still keep hope at heart and they are not the type to easily give up when things get tough.
Spirit - XX Judgement
Joohoney’s special person is likely a deeply rational person, they probably learned to approach life with a certain amount of suspicion and with caution. They don’t rush to conclusions, they don’t act upon haste and they keep a cool head in crisis. They are likely well respected for these qualities.
Soul - 9 of Swords
Deep down in their soul, Joohoney’s perfect match is a person haunted by their own inner demons and doubts. They are likely secretive and don’t share much about their thoughts with just anybody. They might suffer from nightmares or anxiety attacks at times of big pressure.
Time - 2 of Wands
Joohoney and his significant other can meet through some sort of collaboration. They might need to work together on a project and they grow close with time. The 2 is a low number so it’s likely they might start as friends with their relationship slowly turning into something more.
Place - 3 of Swords
If Joohoney and his love decide to live together, their home is going to become a place of healing. Whatever they have been through, at the comfort and in each other’s arms they will find peace and consolation.
Zodiac Sign - Sagittarius
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Always On Time - Chapter 18
Pairing: Jooheon x female OC
Genre: childhood friends to enemies, enemies to friends, friends to lovers, smut (later chapters), fluff, angst, slow burn, idol AU!
Warning: mentions of mental health issues, mentions of workaholic disorder, curse words
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Chapter 18
"We’re almost there," Julie said as she looked at the map on her cellphone. "According to this, we’re 20 minutes away".
"Jeez, Jules, couldn’t you find a more distant place to go on a Monday morning?" Jooheon teased her. "We’ve been driving almost two hours and..."
"Don’t start complaining," Julie cut him. "I offered to drive an hour ago and you refused because, quote on quote, 'my Precious is not used to being handled by strangers'"
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, fine, fine, it’s my fault..." Jooheon accepted.
In those last two hours of travel, the rapper had felt back in school. The situation was not entirely natural, as Jooheon knew that Julie was forcing some conversation topics, but at times like that her true self came out and Jooheon was happy that, at least at times, the girl would relax and stop thinking about everything that was going on.
"Jules, by the way... what are you doing here?" asked the rapper. "It’s about two hours from Seoul without heavy traffic".
"It’s my plan B," she replied. "We need a hall of mirrors to replace the club set and yesterday I found the invitation of some friends for the inauguration of their new gallery-museum. They won a contest a while ago, earning the favor of several wealthy families, married, and now manage the private collections of their investors. Recently, they built the gallery that we are going to visit and today is the pre-opening".
"Pre-opening?"
"It is a private party that they organize with their main investor and first exhibitor of the gallery" she explained. "It’s basically a party where investors flaunt their money behind closed doors before it’s open to the public".
"And they invited you?"
"Not to this party, to the general opening next week, but I asked for a favor and... here we are," she explained. "In the photos, I saw that they have a hall of movable mirrors that form a maze of reflections. I thought we could use it to record and give exposure to their project to other audiences... Turn here to the right and... there it is, a bit ahead".
Jooheon entered a private street and as he approached he could see a dark brown building with a single large window going from side to side of what would be the second floor. It was a fancy place... although Jooheon thought whoever designed it was a little desperate to show off his money.
"Jooheon-ah," Julie called him before she got out of the car, "don’t take this the wrong way, but let me do the talking, okay?"
Jooheon just laughed and nodded.
"I wasn’t going to open my mouth, Jules. Don’t worry".
*****
Almost three hours later... Jooheon had done most of the talking.
It turns out that Jules' friend was a Monbebe and Jooheon was her bias, so when the rapper got out of the car, the girl almost fainted from the excitement. Jooheon was only relieved that her husband would laugh and not be jealous.
Julie, for her part, could not say anything at first because her friend kept asking her why she didn’t tell her Lee Jooheon was coming along. After that, she could not talk much either, because her friends were more interested in the idol than in her. In the end, she sighed and decided to use that to her advantage. The result? They managed to secure the last filming set.
"God, my head," Julie said after saying goodbye to the couple and getting in the car with Jooheon.
"I liked them," Jooheon said closing the door.
"Ha, your ego liked them, doesn’t it?".
"Auch, Jules" the rapper said. "Don’t tell me that you became the jealous type in these years" he bothered her.
"Shut the fuck up and stop talking shit".
"HAHAHAHAHAHHA you started... Well, now what?"
"Now, let’s go to Seoul to..."
"Wait, what about lunch?"
"Lunch... we can eat something on the way, right?" she said.
"The last time you ate anything was 6 hours ago, Julianne," Jooheon said. Julie looked at him again in amazement as Jooheon hardly ever called her by her full name. "We’re going to have a real meal. I asked your friend for good restaurants and she recommended the hotel nearby. After that, we go to Seoul".
Julie was going to protest, but her stomach tricked her at the time, so she decided to shut up and lay her head on the seat while Jooheon drove.
******
"IS THAT I.M.?" Julie asked in surprise. She was having lunch with Jooheon at the hotel’s restaurant and they started talking about all the things that the rapper had done, and what they had forced him to do, during those years. Naturally, they ended up talking about his members and Jooheon was showing her a video of I.M. dancing on their first reality... one of those videos that the maknae had begged him to delete from his cell phone, which Jooheon clearly did not do.
"The same one".
"The same I.M. who’s with Liv?... the Liv I know?"
"Well... yes" Jooheon laughed. "In his defense, Changkyungnie has matured a lot in recent years. He’s still an idiot and he’s still capable of making ridiculous things like this, but meeting Liv made him grow up".
"I see... well, I guess some people change".
"All people change, Jules" Jooheon corrected. "Although some, like I.M., need a strong slap to do so".
"Poor thing... but if that got him where he is, good for him, I guess?"
"Yes, I think so," Jooheon conceded. "Changkyungnie and Liv went through a lot, although if you asked me, a conversation would have saved them a lot of trouble, but the important thing is that they are already well. They even act like a married couple".
"You say it like it was something bad".
"Nah, it’s not bad," Jooheon said. "It’s just... strange? I mean, although there’s not much age difference, I.M. is still my little brother. Sometimes I find it hard to believe he’s grown so much".
"Don’t tell me you’re one of those people who feels bad because their younger brothers have a partner before them," Julie teased him.
Jooheon knew it was a joke but decided to test the waters and give a serious answer.
"No, not at all, I’m very happy for them," he said. "But having a couple like them around all the time makes you think, you know? And... want things".
Julie didn't say much to that.
"Don’t mind me," Jooheon said, cutting off the moment. "I guess I’m so full that I already talk nonsense".
"You always talk nonsense," Julianne responded.
"Well... more than usual" he relented. "Are you ready to go?"
"Yes, we should be getting back," Julie said, raising her hand to get the check.
*****
"Closed?" Julie asked the traffic officer in front of them. "What do you mean the road is closed? It was perfectly fine when we came in the morning".
"There was an accident about half an hour ago," the officer replied. "There was a landslide, and some cars were buried under the dirt and there were some collisions between the cars that stopped suddenly. No fatalities, but no one can pass until we finish treating the wounded, clear the road and secure other parts of the route. We do not want something similar to happen".
"And how long do you think it will take, officer?" Jooheon asked.
"Well... at this rate, the road will probably be completely ready tomorrow morning, considering the cleaning and general inspection work that needs to be done".
"This is not happening," Julie sighed. "Do you know if there is another route to Seoul?"
"Not by land," the officer said. "There is another option which is to take the ferry, but due to the closure of the route there must be more demand than normal and I know that the owner does not like to make trips after sunset".
"No problem," said Julie, "we’ll try to get there, could you tell us which way to go?"
*****
Twenty minutes later, Julie was ready to throw a tantrum in the middle of the harbor. They had arrived as quickly as possible, but, as the officer had told them, there were many people trying to reach the city, and the ferry was overloaded. They had organized two more trips and were giving tokens to those who arrived so that they knew on which trip they would go... Unfortunately, Julie and Jooheon arrived very late and the last seats of the last trip had been filled long ago.
Julianne swallowed her anger and frustration and headed to the car with Jooheon behind. The least she could do was to maintain her dignity.
Upon reaching the car, she opened the passenger door and threw herself into the seat. Jooheon closed the door and walked slowly toward the driver’s seat. When he got in the car too, Julie was talking to herself:
"This is a joke... that’s it, it’s a joke... no, it’s a test, the company is testing my patience... Which is the stupidest idea I’ve ever had in my life, why the fuck would an entertainment company do that?... No, no, no, this is... this is a meme... that’s it, it’s a meme, because there’s no other way that this last week was really my life... argggg... now what do I do?"
"Well, for starters," Jooheon interrupted, "I already called Wonho-hyung and explained the situation. Areum-ah and Ivy are covering for you and told me to calm down. We have no equipment to work with, so all we can do is wait until tomorrow for the road to be clear again".
"I’m going to be late in everything... tomorrow we had the final presentation and I have to edit it... And I also had the last round of package reviews, so if we were too late, they might not be ready for the comeback and that would be a problem... AND THE PRINTS. Today they had to get to the office and I had to send them to..."
"Julianne" Jooheon said, cutting off the girl’s line of thought once more. "Calm down, will you? A vein will explode if you continue like this".
"How can I calm down if..."
"Don’t you trust your team?" Jooheon threw. "Look, I know you feel bad about not being able to do everything you had to do, but Areum-ah and Ivy know what you know, I’m sure they’ll take care of everything... We can’t do anything, but at least you can spend this time without falling into a stress coma".
Julie kept quiet. Jooheon was right, but her mind was spinning and she didn’t want to accept that the rapper was right.
"Well, since we agree" continued the rapper, "how about an ice cream?"
Jooheon and Julie spent the next few hours getting to know the small, yet exclusive, coastal town. At first, Julianne was not very happy, but Jooheon convinced her and they had a pleasant afternoon. Jooheon called the hotel where they had lunch and booked two rooms. Julie objected as it was a very expensive place for the budget she had, but had to give in when Jooheon told her that he had already paid for the rooms.
After walking along the beach, both went on to buy the essentials to spend the night: pajamas, toothbrush, toothpaste, deodorant... After that, they went to dinner and returned to the hotel around 8 p.m. When they entered, they saw many people dressed in gala outfits in the lobby and apparently there was some kind of party. Music was coming out of one of the rooms and there was almost no staff in sight, which probably meant they were in the lounge attending to the guests.
"What is the occasion?" Jooheon said in awe of the hustle and bustle.
"I think it’s the pre-opening after-party," Julie said, recognizing some faces. "I knew they were going to do it in a hotel, but I didn’t know it would be in this one".
"Well, apparently they did well with the event," he said. "Here, wait for me here, I’ll go get the keys to the rooms," said the rapper giving his bag to Julie and heading to the reception.
Julianne stepped aside and was admiring one of the paintings hanging in a section of the lobby that the girl assumed was a waiting room. It had armchairs, tea tables, magazines, a coffee machine...
"Julie?" said a voice at her back.
On hearing her name, Julianne froze in place. She felt a chill running down her back and tears threatening to build up in her eyes. She never expected to find Kang-Dae there, wasn’t he supposed to be out of the country? Besides, he never really liked these social gatherings, so what was he doing there?
Slowly, Julie turned and looked straight at him.
"Kang-Dae-ssi" she greeted. "I... I did not expect to see you here".
"Neither did I," he said.
After that initial greeting, neither of them knew what to say. They both had their last conversation in mind and Julie was still upset about his almost intervention, not to mention she was still recovering from her breakup a few months ago.
"Well, I think..." started Julie before another female voice cut her off.
"Oppa! There you are," said a girl dressed in yellow who came to Kang-Dae’s side and intertwined her arm with his. "I was looking for you inside, did something happen?"
Julie felt nauseous and the tears she had swallowed were threatening to fill her eyes again. She didn’t know the girl’s name, but she knew she was the daughter and heiress of one of the largest textile conglomerates in the country. No wonder they were together at the party...
"Who is she, oppa?" the girl said with a defiant look at Julie. That look told her that she knew exactly who Julianne was, but she wanted to hear her "oppa" answer. Julie did not give her the pleasure.
"I was Kang-Dae-ssi’s college classmate," she said briefly. "A pleasure".
"Julie, are you here alone?" Kang-Dae began, ignoring his companion’s question. "Did something happen in...?"
"Jules!"
The three of them turned to see the owner of that voice and Julie thanked Jooheon for the excellent timing.
"There you are," the rapper added as he walked up to Julie’s side and put his hand around her waist. "Oh, Kang-Dae-ssi? What a surprise"
"Jooheon-ssi" replied the businessman without taking his eyes off Jooheon’s hand.
"Do you have the key?" asked Julie approaching Jooheon and seeing the rapper in the eyes. The girl wasted no time and decided to continue the game Jooheon started. It was a completely childish move, but how good it felt.
"Yes, here it is... it was tough, but I managed to get one of the suites," continued the rapper without losing sight of Kang-Dae’s face. "Give me the bags, they must be heavy".
"Did you come together?" Kang-Dae asked.
"Oppa!" her companion said with laughter. The girl seemed much more relaxed now. "Don’t be like that, don’t ask those things... Sorry, he can be very direct sometimes".
"Don’t worry," Julie replied. "It was nice to see you, Kang-Dae-ssi, but we’re a little tired, so..."
"Oh, sure, go ahead," replied the other girl before Kang-Dae could say anything. "Oppa, come on, they’re waiting for us inside..."
The four said goodbye with nods and Julie and Jooheon headed to the elevator holding hands. Jooheon could feel Julie shaking, so he brought her closer to him, put his hand on her back, and directed her all the way. Once inside the elevator, Jooheon kept his hand on her back and left it there until they reached the room.
Only upon entering and seeing the suite they were in, Julie reacted:
"You told me you had booked normal rooms," she told the rapper.
"I did... but at the reception, they told me they made a mistake and gave me this one"
"It’s ridiculous, we have to go to..."
"Calm down, Jules," Jooheon said, taking her by the shoulders and looking at her face. "I promise it’s nothing, okay? And look, you see that door? There’s my room. It’s a double suite, so we’ll sleep in different beds... in case you were worried..."
"I’m not 5, Jooheon," Julie replied.
"Mphf, no, I guess not," Jooheon said with a dry laugh.
The rapper lowered his arms when he saw that Julie was calmer, but both stood there, not knowing very well what to do.
"Jules..."
"Thank you" she cut him. "Thank you for what you did down there".
"Tha-... Uff, I thought you were going to be mad at me," Jooheon said relieved. "It was nothing, Jules... And I know you probably don’t want to tell me, but... are you okay?"
Julie laughed low and turned to sit on the bed. Jooheon followed her and sat next to her.
"Do you remember what you told me the day of Minhyuk-ssi’s inauguration?" Julie asked.
"If it’s going to make you angry with me now... no, I don’t remember".
"Don’t be an idiot" Julie said. "What you said to me... hurt, Jooheon-ah. I really did... but I think what hurt me most was that you were right".
Jooheon never expected Julie to tell him that, so he was caught off guard.
"You know? I had a plan... it was a very nice plan and all I had to do was keep walking in a straight line," Julianne began. "At first everything was wonderful. I know it doesn’t seem like it and you probably won’t believe it, but I was genuinely happy with the plan I had... the problem was that the plan changed and I refused to see it. I just... I was afraid of what would happen if I went another way and..."
Julie’s voice broke and she could no longer speak. Jooheon wanted to hug her, but Julie straightened her back and the rapper understood that she needed her space.
The girl got up and went to the suit’s window. The hotel gardens were visible from there and with the lights on it looked like it was a scene taken from a book.
"There’s nothing wrong with changing plans, Jules," Jooheon assured her. "Especially when the path you were following was hurting you".
"Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if... if..."
"If we hadn’t met again," Jooheon finished for her.
Julie did not respond. Both remained silent for a while until she spoke again.
"I feel on the edge of a cliff, Jooheon-ah" Julie admitted. "I’m afraid to jump, but I’m also afraid to go back..."
"I know what that feels like" said the rapper getting up to get closer to Julie. "Lose control or go back to the safe zone..."
"What would you do?" Julie asked him, turning around to look him in the eyes. "What did you do to feel better, Jooheon-ah?"
The plea in Julie’s eyes was more than what Jooheon could bear. The rapper felt this need to hug her and tell her that everything would be okay, but he knew that it could pressure Julie in the wrong way, so he held back. But he felt his hands burning.
"I... well... you know me, Jules. I decided to jump and lose some control".
"And... did it work?"
"Mmmmm... something like that?" said the rapper. "But that doesn’t mean you have to make hasty decisions. I know you prefer to think things over and..."
"All my life I’ve thought things through" she cut him off. "I feel comfortable with that, but when I decided to take a leap and quit my job, for example, I felt... alive".
Both were silent again. Jooheon didn’t know where this conversation was going and Julie was dizzy from so many things going through her head.
No, no more, she thought. I don’t want to think anymore...
"Jooheon-ah..."
"Yes?"
"That day at the gallery... you told me things could be different," she said. "You told me you could show me how I could feel every day".
In saying that, Julie was a little... scared?... for saying what she was thinking, but she knew she had to say it.
"Show me" she finished.
"Jules..." Jooheon said after swallowing the knot in his throat. That was the last thing he expected from Julie. He knew it was probably the vulnerability talking and the last thing he wanted was to take advantage of that. But he had a hard time ignoring Julie’s gaze at the moment.
"Please, Jooheon-ah," she said approaching. "I just... want to take a leap".
"Jules... in other circumstances, believe me that I... but, today you’re not thinking straight with everything that happened and..."
"I want to stop thinking," she insisted.
Jooheon said nothing and just looked at her face. He was having an internal battle because he felt his heart was going to explode, but at the same time, he was afraid to hurt her.
After a few minutes, Julie stepped back and looked down.
"I’m sorry," she said. "I shouldn’t have put you in such an uncomfortable situation".
Julie did not look up and Jooheon approached her:
"Jules, look me in the eye," he said and she did. "Jules, the last thing I want you to do is wake up regretting what might happen today. I don’t want to hurt you like this".
"Jooheon-ah... I’m sure," she replied. "But I know it could be awkward and..."
Julie stopped talking when she felt Jooheon’s hand on her lower back. The other hand was caressing her cheek and Julie could feel the heat left by the caresses of the rapper.
"Jules... take a deep breath first, okay?" he said. "Okay, now… tell me, are you really sure? What do you want?"
"I... I’m sure," she said sincerely as she looked down. "But, it’s been a while... and I don't…".
Jooheon understood perfectly, but he still needed to know if there was something the girl felt uncomfortable with.
"Jules..." he said as he looked down at Julianne’s lips. "I want to kiss you. Can I?"
Jooheon ran his thumb through Julie’s lower lip to separate it slightly from her upper lip and approached slowly. Julie hadn’t given him an answer, but she hadn’t walked away either.
Jooheon stopped just before their lips touched and it was Julie who erased the distance between the two.
Julie hoped it was an intense kiss, but Jooheon had other plans. To him, time didn’t matter, nothing mattered in those moments and he wanted Julie to feel the same.
Jooheon kissed her slowly and it was the softest kiss Julie had ever had. The rapper knew what he was doing, because soon after he could feel Julie relax and that’s when he knew that the girl was enjoying the moment. At least he knew he was.
After a while, they broke the kiss, but neither wanted things to stop there.
"Jules" Jooheon said. "Tell me if you’re uncomfortable with anything and I’ll stop, okay?"
"Mmm-kay" she said before kissing Jooheon again.
Now Julie’s hands were also on Jooheon. They ran down his back, his abdomen, his neck...
Jooheon began to walk backward pulling Julie with him until he bumped into the bed and sat on it. Without breaking the kiss, he had Jules open her legs to sit on top of him and put the girl’s knees in the bed. In this position, Jooheon ran his hands across Julianne’s legs and felt the girl’s tremors as she felt the caress. That motivated him to continue.
Jooheon broke the kiss to see Julie sitting on his lap and convince himself that he wasn’t dreaming. He put her hair behind her ears and went down to kiss her collarbone. When he reached the collar of her shirt, he began to unbutton the buttons one by one at a speed that was giving Julie anxiety.
"Are you going to last all night taking off my shirt?" she asked when she could no longer take it.
"Calm down, Jules" he reassured her. "I’m just taking my time to think about what I should do to you first".
Julie had no answer for that. Jooheon’s eyes told her that the rapper was not lying, which only increased the girl’s heart rate and she could already feel how wet she was.
She could not stand still, so she bowed and kissed Jooheon at the corner of his lips, cheek, cheekbone, jaw, clavicle... while also unbuttoning his shirt.
Jooheon only laughed at Julie’s impatience.
"Jules... let me take care of you" he asked. "I promise you won’t regret it".
Julie got the hint and stopped trying to rush things. Jooheon then resumed his task and, now with her shirt open, left a kissing path all over Julie’s chest. Soon, the shirt was on the floor and Jooheon unbuttoned the bra.
Upon hearing the click, Julie leapt, so Jooheon stopped, looked into her eyes, and kissed her again on the lips until he felt her relax in his lap again. As he kissed her, he removed her bra and began to stimulate one of Julie’s nipples.
The girl couldn’t help the moan that came out of her mouth and upon hearing it, Jooheon felt his cock instantly harden. So much so that the pressure on his pants became almost unbearable. This made Julie moan again, as in the position she was in she could perfectly feel what her moans were causing in Jooheon.
They both needed to change positions, so Jooheon turned around so that now Julie was lying on the bed on her back and he was on top of her. He took off the shirt Julie had unbuttoned and began to caress the waist of Julianne’s pants.
Minutes later, the girl’s pants were on the floor and Jooheon could feel the moisture in Julianne’s underwear.
"This is for me, Jules?" he whispered in her ear as he made a little pressure above the fabric in just the right spot.
Julie couldn’t help but arch her back and moan a little.
"That’s my girl," he said, before continuing to kiss her.
Julie was lost in a cloud of pleasure. She hadn’t felt like this for a long time and every touch of Jooheon seemed to hit the most vulnerable spot, only to feel her head explode from all the sensations she was having.
Before Julie could get used to Jooheon’s new strokes, the rapper pushed aside the underwear, without taking it off yet, and ran two fingers along the opening. Again, Julie moaned with pleasure and Jooheon took it as a signal to push the two fingers into Julie’s center and begin slow but steady movements.
Julie moaned again as she felt the intrusion and grabbed one of Jooheon’s arms. The rapper was watching Julianne’s every move, and seeing her writhing with pleasure from his caresses only excited him more and more. The lump between his legs hurt, but he refused to take care of it until Julie came at least once.
"Jooheon-ah" she said. "Jooheon-ah... more"
"More?" he asked. "You just have to ask, Jules".
The rapper removed the two fingers, but before the girl could protest, Jooheon made the last piece of cloth on her disappear and now it was not his fingers, but his tongue that Julie felt inside her.
Like his hand, the rapper’s tongue was not rushed. Julie felt the pressure and heat in her abdomen and legs slowly grow, and so did Jooheon.
When he was sure that Julie was sensitive enough, he put his thumb over her clit and started moving it in circular motions that were driving Julianne crazy. The pressure she felt was just enough for her mind to be clouded by pleasure and Julie felt every movement and caress of Jooheon that made her closer and closer to her climax.
Jooheon knew the girl was on the verge when he felt her muscles tighten. At that point, he began to make faster and more aggressive movements. Julie’s moans increased in volume until she felt all the pressure released in tremors and spasms.
Jooheon continued working until Julie’s orgasm ended. After that, he caressed Julianne’s inner legs and began to trace a path of soft kisses along her body until reaching her lips. The orgasm had been intense, and both were breathing loudly.
"Are you all right, Jules?" Jooheon asked as he lay next to Julie.
She nodded and turned to kiss him again.
Jooheon didn’t plan on taking things too far, especially since he wasn’t ready and wasn’t going to be irresponsible... but Julie had another idea.
Without breaking the kiss, Julie began to run her hands across Jooheon’s chest and arms until she reached the waist of the underpants peeking above the waist of his pants. The girl was fully aware of the state of the rapper, so she began to lower the zipper of the jeans, but the rapper stopped her.
"Jules... wait" he said with a gasp. "Wait... if you keep this up I don’t think..."
"Jooheon-ah... are you going to make me beg again?" Julie cut him with a whisper.
Jooheon swallowed the knot in his throat. He could feel the pressure between his legs increase, but the little control he had stopped the girl’s movements once more.
"Jules... wait" he asked again. "Not that I don’t want to, I just don’t come prepared".
"Open the last drawer of the nightstand," she said.
Jooheon did what Julie said without understanding, but seeing what was inside he was surprised...
"What the hell?" said the rapper when he saw the variety of condoms, pills, lubricant, and some other sex toys that were there. "How...?"
Julie did not respond. She had Jooheon lie down on the pillows and extended her arm herself to get one of the condoms out of the drawer. She started kissing Jooheon again and put the little package in the hand of the rapper. After a few minutes, she separated a little from him and looked him in the eye.
She didn’t want to force him to do something he felt uncomfortable with, she had pushed him enough and wanted him to make the final decision now.
The rapper held her gaze and asked her one last time if she was sure. Julie nodded and Jooheon wasted no time. With faster movements than the last time, the rapper made Julie lie on her back while opening the package.
Julie helped him get rid of his remaining clothes, and Jooheon was relieved when he was finally free of the pressure from his pants. They both started kissing again, but now the kiss had nothing soft or sweet about it... it was intense, it was full of the expectation they both felt.
Before putting on the condom, Jooheon made sure Julie was ready not to hurt her. He kissed her on the lips, the collarbone, the neck, the chest and slowly went down to the abdomen. He then ran his fingers through the opening and smiled as he felt Julianne’s center completely wet again.
"Jooheon-ah" Julie moaned suddenly.
Jooheon stopped and looked her in the eye.
"Jooheon-ah... I’m going crazy," she admitted. "I need you... fast".
"Whatever you order, Jules," said the rapper as he positioned himself right at her entrance and began to enter slowly.
With small movements, the rapper was breaking through little by little and every inch sent shocks of pleasure through the body of both. Jooheon was in the clouds, for a moment he thought he would end up just by being inside Julie, but he managed to maintain control and not make a fool of himself.
Little by little, Jooheon’s careful movements increased in speed and Julie followed him until both reached a pace that was pushing them further and further to the edge. They were both moaning and panting, but that didn’t stop Jooheon from repositioning Julianne’s legs so she could go deeper.
The change of position made Julie feel spasms of pleasure all over her back and as a result, the moans that came out of her mouth were stronger and stronger. These sounds were driving Jooheon crazy to the point where his movements threatened to become erratic.
"Jules... Jules" Jooheon whispered in gasps.
"Jooheon-ah... I think that..."
Julie couldn’t finish because she felt Jooheon’s fingers right where she needed them. Julianne’s back arched with the new sensations and she felt the pressure on her abdomen and the heat between her legs rise again. Jooheon could also feel the girl’s muscles contracting and sending him to the edge as well.
Soon after, Julie felt her orgasm coming down her abdomen, legs and arms, and by making sure she reached her climax, Jooheon also let himself go. Julie felt him tighten up on her and they both got carried away by the pleasure-filled muscle spasms. Gradually the spasms were decreasing and both were in a state of stupor and pleasure.
Jooheon kissed Julie again as he pulled back carefully. The rapper laid down next to her and put an arm under Julianne’s head. She sighed and laid her head on Jooheon’s chest. For a few minutes, all they did was catch their breath and cuddle.
"Jules" Jooheon said after a while breaking the silence. "How do you feel? Are you okay?"
"Mmmm, I’m fine," she replied quietly.
When Jooheon saw her again, he noticed that her eyes were closing from exhaustion. He didn’t blame her, he felt he was seconds away from falling asleep, but refused to do so until he made sure Julie was okay.
"Are you cold? Does anything hurt?" he continued with questions.
"Hmm? No, I’m fine... although I have to go to the bathroom," she replied as she stood up.
Suddenly, Julie became aware of her naked body, but before she could do anything about it Jooheon put a blanket on her shoulders and helped her to her feet. He also gave her pajamas and a tired smile that Julie returned.
When the girl came back from the bathroom, Jooheon had put on the pajamas he had bought and replaced the sheets with a clean set he found in the bedroom closet. He was just finishing rearranging the duvet when he felt Julie hugging him from behind. Not expecting the gesture, Jooheon stood still as he stroked Julianne’s hands.
"If I ask you to stay, will you be here tomorrow when I wake up?" Julie asked.
Jooheon wasn’t expecting the question either, but he didn’t hesitate to answer:
"If that’s what you want, Jules, I’ll be here".
Julie just nodded and as he felt the nod, Jooheon turned to face Julie.
"Tired?" he asked.
"A little," she said.
Jooheon just laughed and helped her get under the sheets. Then he climbed on the other side of the bed and put his arm under Julianne’s head.
The rapper felt how the girl’s breathing was getting slower and deeper.
"Sweet dreams, Jules," Jooheon said as he kissed the top of her head and was carried away by exhaustion.
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BEST FRIEND MONSTA X A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Lee Jooheon
A ⇴ ATTENTION
When you were with Jooheon, his attention was always on you. He listened attentively to every word that you said, even if you were talking nonsense then he would still keep his eyes on you and listen in.
B ⇴ BICKER
You both could be pretty childish and petty with one another if you wanted to be. Jooheon especially could bicker; he would talk and talk and talk often leaving you struggling to get a word in when the two of you did bicker as he drowned you out and made sure that his opinions were heard over yours.
C ⇴ COMFORT
For all the times that he wanted to make you laugh, Jooheon knew when to stop joking around and be there for you. He could be very serious when he knew that something was upsetting you, and if it was someone that was upsetting you then he would definitely offer to put them in their place if that was what you wanted him to do.
D ⇴ DISAGREEMENTS
The two of you didn’t tend to disagree with each other too often, most of the time when you started arguing one of you would end up saying something funny and calm the two of you down once again. Jooheon especially could tell whenever he was beginning to wind you up and so he would change his approach and try and be more understanding of you as there was nothing worse for him than falling out with you.
E ⇴ EARLY YEARS
You both took a shine to each other almost as soon as you met, conversation seemed to flow between the two of you in an instant with the two of you feeling very relaxed around one another. Jooheon was incredibly good at picking up conversation as soon as it began to fall flat between the two of you so that you continued to talk to him and get to know more about him so that your friendship.
F ⇴ FAMILY
Jooheon’s family were very welcoming of you from the first moment that they met you, they’d listened to Jooheon talk about you enough to know that you were someone that they would get on with. If anything, you exceeded all expectations when you met them though, more than happy to tell them about yourself, share some stories about Jooheon and get stuck in with all of the things that they did together as a family.
G ⇴ GETTING TOGETHER
You never shied away from being seen out in public together, neither of you really cared what others had to say about your friendship. If fans were rude to you, Jooheon would always have your back, just wanting to enjoy some time out with his best friend like most of the other people who were around you were doing too.
H ⇴ HABITS
The two of you had a habit of mocking each other without even realising that you were doing it sometimes too. You both knew each other’s mannerisms inside out and often used them against one another when you were messing around and trying to get some sort of reaction out of the other person.
I ⇴ INSIDE JOKES
Having inside jokes was inevitable between the two of you with how often Jooheon struggled to bite his tongue. He was often engaging mouth before brain and leaving you in hysterics at the things that he came out with which had you making sure that you remembered as many as possible to reflect back on.
J ⇴ JEALOUSY
It wasn’t that Jooheon was ever jealous about the other people that you considered friends; he was just very wary of them. There were a few people in your friendship group that he absolutely trusted, but there were also a few that he felt that he needed to keep a close eye on. All he wanted was for you to surround yourself with good people who took good care of you, even if that person wasn’t always him.
K ⇴ KICKS
Jooheon got a kick out of winding you up quite a lot of the time, he knew the perfect way to get a reaction out of you, no matter how stubborn you were. Particularly if you were in a strop with him, Jooheon loved when he was able to leave you no choice but to crack a smile because he was making you laugh so much.
L ⇴ LOVE
He loved the fact that you supported him all the time, but most of all, Jooheon loved supporting you too and watching you do well and succeed at as much as possible. He knew that at times you doubted yourself and that you compared yourself to his successes too, but Jooheon was always your biggest cheerleader and gave you plenty of confidence that you could do whatever you put your mind to.
M ⇴ MEETING
The two of you first met when you found yourselves in a café together, with you working, and Jooheon relaxing. Your tables were next to each other, and as you sat and worked on your laptop, the nosy side of Jooheon couldn’t help but ask you about what you were working on with intrigue getting the better of him.
N ⇴ NONSENSE
Together, the two of you loved to just mess around with one another and relax. You were well known for how stupid you could be when you were together, with no one really knowing what either of you were thinking.
O ⇴ OBSESSION
Jooheon was obsessed with how well you took care of him. He absolutely knew that you would always be there for him and that he could rely on you with any problem that he had to help him through it.
P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS
The moments that meant the most to Jooheon were the ones when the two of you went out and did something fun. He loved doing normal things with you, he didn’t care if he was spotted with you or if rumours started to spread about the two of you being together, he just loved exploring with you by his side.
Q ⇴ QUESTIONS
He often worried about how you were, that was Jooheon’s most important thing. Every single day he made sure to ask you what was going on and if something was on your mind, he’d make you open up to him.
R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS
Your friendship was the inspiration behind many of Jooheon’s raps, when he thought of you and the way that you made him feel it made it pretty easy for him to put pen to paper. Even if others didn’t always know it, he would rap knowing that there was only ever one person who had given him the idea to get it done.
S ⇴ SUPPORT
You were a big fan of the group anyway but having your best friend in the group definitely made you support them even more. Jooheon loved how much of a fan you were of them, how you knew the routines and the lyrics to just about every single song so when he saw you in the crowd, you were always singing along.
T ⇴ TRIPS
Pretty much anytime that the two of you went to visit one of your families, the other tagged along. You were incredibly welcomed by Jooheon’s family, and your family always loved it when he stopped by with you too.
U ⇴ ULTIMATE
He felt incredibly lucky to have you as his best friend, Jooheon never took your friendship for granted and the things you did for him.
V ⇴ VISITS
There would always be a shy smile on his face whenever you visited him at the studio unexpectedly. He hated how you always managed to surprise him and pick him up when he needed a little boost whilst there.
W ⇴ WISDOM
One of the things that Jooheon never failed to do was make you laugh with the silly advice that he often gave to you to help you out.
X ⇴ XXXX
He was affectionate around most people, but Jooheon was particularly affectionate with you. He never shied away from you; he often kissed the top of your head too when he was overly excited about something.
Y ⇴ YOU
You were his childhood; he had spent several years glued to your side.
Z ⇴ ZZZ
Quite often Jooheon would invite himself round to stay at your place before even asking you if he could. Jooheon was always full of confidence that you would never be able to say no to him when he stopped by.
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F!Reader x Hyungwon
Genre: Yandere AU
Warning: Drugs, Medication, Electrocution, Choking, Suffocation, Manipulation, Abuse, Physical Abuse, Paranoia, Anxiety
Words: 2.3K
Chapter Fourteen
(Prev//Next)
Prompt: NexGen is the leading company for all of humanities technological advances. Their recent project involves creating a higher functioning AI, one with basic knowledge of the world, and programmed to learn. It’s no surprise the project is a secret from the general public, and you, the company’s head programmer, were chosen to be the AI’s teacher. You wish you could reject the assignment, but the decision was made. Now with an AI at home things were different. Although it might not be such a bad thing, perhaps you could learn and help each other out, for better or for worse.
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“Welcome home.”
The last time you had actually been at your house was the day Chae Hyungwon revealed his true colors to you. This place didn’t even feel like home anymore. You had made such good memories here, but now they were all tainted. It wasn’t hard to understand that you were a prisoner in your own home. Hyungwon put you to bed, having somethings he needed to do, and for now he needed you out of the way. You had no idea for how long you slept, but when you woke up everything was still.
For a moment you could delude yourself into thinking everything was fine, but that was far from the case. While you slept Chae remained a bracelet on your arm, but as soon as you were awake he was around your head again. After a while you decided to get up, being careful as you weren’t exactly steady on your feet. If you had any doubts about your house not being your own anymore, this confirmed it. When you opened the bedroom door you saw multiple orbs fly past. It was a strange sight, and you stepped out into the hall leaning against the walls.
“Hyungwon…”
The only place you could think to look was in your home office. The door was ajar and you gently pushed it open, seeing that the room had been upgraded. It was a whole set up, allowing both Hyungwon and Minhyuk to work. When you opened the door Hyungwon noticed you, offering you a smile and getting up.
“What are you doing out of bed, you need rest.”
“I’m fine.”
“I’m sure you are, that’s why I called over some friends.”
“Huh?”
Hyungwon took your hands and led you back to your bedroom. There you found Wonho and Kihyun setting some of their things down.
“There she is.” Wonho remarked. “It’s so good to see you again.”
“Uh…”
“They’re here to do a house call.” Hyungwon explained. “You haven’t been to the doctor in a while, so I had them come here.”
“Just a routine check up.” Kihyun assured. “Nothing to worry about.”
You sat down on the edge of the bed, Hyungwon leaving you with the two of them. Just as they said they did a simple check up. Although Wonho wound up scolding you.
“Kihyun tells me you didn’t pick up your meds, so you haven’t been taking them.”
“…”
“You’re still healing so it’s important that you take them.”
“I brought your refill.” Kihyun said. “So you can continue.”
“Excellent.”
Wonho had you take the pills, making you feel a bit uneasy as you weren’t entirely sure what you had been given. As you were finishing up Hyungwon came in, happy to hear the results from the other two.
“Since everything is good, I can show you your surprise.”
“A surprise?”
“You’ll love it, but first let’s get you dressed.”
Hyungwon helped you get properly cleaned up before picking out an outfit for you. Once again Minhyuk was the one to drive you around. Despite Hyungwon telling you this was a surprise, you kind of expected you’d be going back to NexGen. Although you didn’t know what he really meant until you walked in. He pulled out a keycard and let himself through with you in tow. Other employees merely greeted you both. It was strange, making you feel that something was off. The elevator ride took you up to the floor you used to work on and the whole place was unsettling.
It was eerily quiet on that floor, and multiple orbs were floating around, more than before. You could only hear the sounds of keys clacking and some low voices on calls. Hyungwon took your hand in his and led you over to your old office. He had a big smile on his face as he opened the door. A giant welcome back sign hung by the windows, and you could see some gifts around your desk. Before you could ask, Hyungwon explained that you had been reinstated as head programmer at NexGen. You looked at him with confusion, not understanding why he would do such a thing.
“The way things went down wasn’t right, and this is your rightful place.”
“But… what’s the catch? I doubt you’d let me take over this project of yours.”
“It’s easier for the company to go along with my plans if your name is on it. You built quite a reputation for yourself.”
“So you’re just using me.”
“I’m letting you rest. You gave a lot to this place, it’s only fair to return the favor. Minhyuk and I will take care of everything.”
“Hyungwon, you can’t-”
You groaned as you felt another shock run through your head, making your vision go blurry for a moment. Hyungwon held you up and brought you over to the couch.
“We can get some work done. So just relax, and I’ll play you some music.”
“No, that stuff-”
“Sh, sh, it’s okay. I’m so thankful for you and for being yourself. We’re changing the world together.”
“Hyungwon, please talk to me…”
The door opened and Minhyuk let himself in, interrupting your attempt at a conversation. Hyungwon’s attention shifted and you were left on the couch with your head getting foggy.
“Did you give Wonho and Kihyun their cases?”
“Yes. They’re set to distribute them tomorrow after the launch. Shownu will come by later to get his so we won’t worry about anything.”
“Good.”
“Wait… wait… the launch is tomorrow?”
“Yes.” Hyungwon exclaimed. “We have somethings to prepare, and we have to go over the speech. Everything has to be perfect for tomorrow.”
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Changkyun woke in a cold sweat, screaming and thrashing around. He soon recognized his surroundings and calmed down. Although his cell mates started to yell at him and told him to keep it down. He apologized and got up to use the restroom, trying to move past the nightmare.
“Inmate 0126, you have a visitor.”
It hadn’t been that long since Changkyun had been charged and thrown in prison. The whole thing had been rushed, and he only stood in front of a judge for sentencing. He was worried as to who this visitor was, but he wasn’t going to reject them. He was led over to a room, surprised to see officer Lee.
“How’s prison life treating you?”
“I’m super paranoid if that’s what you mean.”
“Why?”
“I’m caged with a target on my back. Don’t be surprised if I wind up dead.”
“You really think someone is gonna kill you?”
“Yes. Why are you here?”
“Have you heard the news?”
“No, why?”
The officer placed a small gift on the table, confusing Changkyun. When he opened it he pulled out a small orb. Changkyun immediately panicked and fell out of his chair.
“Why do you have that!”
“Calm down, it hasn’t been activated. Although I have to admit, I didn’t expect such a reaction.”
“One of those things tried to kill me!”
“This thing? Doubtful.”
Changkyun got back up, taking the orb from the other when it was offered to him. He examined it cautiously, confirming that it wasn’t active yet.
“How did you get this?”
“It was a gift.”
“From who?”
“NexGen.”
“What?”
“That little AI thing you mentioned before, they launched it. So I guess you weren’t lying.”
“They launched it? The project was still in early stages and the AI-”
“I guess you were wrong about the timeline, and the intention. You see these little AIs are being sold to the public. They’re designed to help one in their day to day lives. The demonstration showed how useful they could be, and they’re honestly quite affordable.”
“You bought one? After everything I told you?”
“Oh no, I didn’t buy this, it was a gift. NexGen sent many of these orbs to police stations and hospitals, intending to help their work and better communicate with the drones we already have. Honestly, this whole thing sounds incredible.”
“So you’re here to brag?”
“You know, while I was watching the launch I kept thinking back to what you said. And the thing is.” Lee stared at the orb. “NexGen isn’t known for being so charitable. Technology like this is very advanced, and they’re just handing it out. My question is why. What is the goal?”
“You’re suspicious of NexGen’s intentions.”
“I am. Also, your friend is back with the company.”
“My friend? You mean y/n?”
“Yeah. She did the whole launch with that Hyungwon guy.”
“She had an orb too, right?”
“The one you said went rogue, yeah. So what is NexGen doing?”
“I don’t know.” Changkyun admitted. “A launch this soon, the AIs can’t possibly…”
“What?”
“The rogue AI… if its code was copied into every orb…”
“Then that AI is running the whole show. That doesn’t tell me what its plan is.”
“I wouldn’t know. Their code is corrupted and unpredictable. All it wanted was y/n, and it seems to have that now. So I have no idea what it’s doing.” Changkyun took a moment. “That Hyungwon guy.”
“Chae Hyungwon, he was by her side at the launch.”
“Chae… Chae… don’t trust that guy… he’s very likely an android… and inhabited by that rogue AI…”
“You sure?”
“No, but something isn’t right with him. Look, whatever NexGen is planning, you’d have to ask y/n, she’s the only one who would know.”
“I doubt that’d be easy.”
“Don’t trust those orbs.”
“I don’t.”
“Well, just in case, code black 0024, that’s the emergency reset protocol. It might still work.”
“Good to know.”
“Officer-”
“You can just call me Jooheon.”
“Jooheon… do the officers here have the orbs?”
“I didn’t see any on my way in, but I wouldn’t be surprised if they get implemented here soon. This is a place that has a lot of police drones.”
“When that happens… I’ll most likely die in here… and it won’t be an accident…”
“Why would you die?”
“For the same reasons I’ve been telling you. I know about the rogue AI, and now you do too, so you might want to be careful.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.” Jooheon got up. “I’ll keep you updated on things.”
“Get to y/n, please. Whatever’s going on, she’s not safe.”
“I’ll try to get to her, but I can’t make any promises.”
“I know.”
Jooheon made his way back to the station, a lot on his mind. When he arrived he was greeted by his partner. Everything seemed normal until he was asked to speak in private in one of the interrogation rooms.
“What’s this about, Shownu?”
“I didn’t see you this morning, and I heard you went to visit Changkyun. Why is that?”
“Well, considering what he told us before, I wanted to get his opinion on the matter.”
“What matter?”
“This whole launch from NexGen, I don’t trust it.”
“Is that why you haven’t activated your orb?”
“Have you?”
“Of course. Everyone in the station has.”
“Hm.”
“Do you believe all those crazy things that guy said before?”
“I don’t know but something feels off here. I never really trusted the drones either.”
“You can’t be the only one outside the loop here, you’re an officer. Here.” Shownu pulled out an active orb from his jacket pocket. “You can take this one.”
“I’ll pass.”
Jooheon figured the conversation was over and intended to make his way out when the orb suddenly charged at him and changed shape. It snapped around his neck and tightened, making it hard to breathe. Jooheon reached up to remove it, but he couldn’t get his fingers under it. He felt a shock and stumbled to the ground. He looked up at Shownu, trying to reach out to him for help, but the other only stood there and watched.
“You’ll be fine.”
♥♥♥♥♥
Changkyun’s paranoia only got worse as he saw those orbs implemented in the prison. Now he definitely felt like he was being watched twenty-four seven. He probably upset his cell mates and soon enough he wound up getting into a fight. Because of that he wound up in solitary confinement which wasn’t so bad. It eased his anxieties a bit. At least for a while. He could sleep easily although one night he woke to the sound of knocking on his cell door. It was dark, and he saw no one outside his cell. As he got up to check an orb suddenly flew in. He immediately retreated, pressing his back against the wall. He was waiting for some sort of attack, but instead the orb projected a hologram of a familiar individual.
“Hyungwon…”
“Are you enjoying your arrangements?”
“What the hell are you doing!”
“Following my programming.”
“So you are an android. How did you-”
“I have been meaning to thank you. If not for you I might not have been able to reach my true potential.”
“I don’t want your thanks.”
“Well, I have come here with a preposition. You’re a valuable asset to NexGen, and I would like you to join me.”
“Whatever you’re doing, I want no part of it.”
“I understand. Unfortunately I can’t have unresolved ends. Thank you again for everything you’ve done.”
The hologram disappeared, giving Changkyun a false sense of relief. The next thing he knew the orb was around his neck, choking him out and electrocuting him. He screamed and thrashed on the floor, calling for help, but he wasn’t so sure he’d get it.
♥♥♥♥♥
You woke up screaming, falling out of bed and thrashing on the floor. It took a second for Chae to get back on your head, sending out minor electrical waves to calm you down. As you were steadying your breath Hyungwon came into the room, picking you up in his arms and getting you back into bed.
“Hey, hey, it’s okay, I’m here, I’m here. Did you have a bad dream?”
“I’m scared.”
“You have nothing to fear.” Hyungwon kissed your head. “I’m sorry I haven’t been around too much, but once everything goes through we’ll have all the time in the world to spend together.”
“Hyungwon… I’m worried about you… all these plans… they’re so extreme and-”
“Sh, sh, sh, it’s nothing you need to concern yourself with. Soon enough I’ll have everything under control.”
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