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poweringthroughthis · 1 month

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birthday cake | lee sangyeon

nsfw, mature content, minors DNI!

ship: lee sangyeon x male reader

desc: (name) isn't a big fan of his birthdays, so his friends decide to cheer him up with a particularly handsome gift this year.

Birthdays are no easy feat for (name). Between corporate slavery, a horrendous economy and a dead love life, there really isn't much to celebrate. Well, maybe except for his friends. With New constantly reprimanding him for his bad decisions, Changmin being the sweetest guy ever, Juyeon raising his standards in men and Kevin teaching him all the naughty things of the world, (name) appreciated those little troublemakers deeply.

So, despite not being the biggest self-lover on birthdays, the male did expect his friends would, at the very least, come over to his place, watch horror movies and build pillow forts as they bitch about anyone and everyone. Being far away from family made (name) cherish the boys' efforts all the more.

However, with no one even replying to his texts, let alone showing up at his apartment, he was more than a bit confused. The male was just about to call New and demand the reason behind their sudden silence when the doorbell rang.

(name) was more than relieved to hear the chime and was quick to open the door, not wanting the person to ring it again. The man's mouth opened, a bright smile already on his lips but before any words could leave him, a cake was shoved into his face and his vision was obstructed by the sugary mess.

The male was still blinking in surprise when the candles were blown off and someone clapped happily, a voice exclaiming, "Happy birthday!"

(name) finally managed to pry the cake away from his eyes, looking at the group of four that stood before him. They were all holding gifts and smiling widely at him.

"You're here," he mumbled, not even bothering to hide the happiness in his voice.

"Of course," Kevin exclaimed, stepping inside the house and taking off his shoes. "Why wouldn't we be?"

"I'm surprised you guys are here, to be honest," the birthday boy mumbled, still wiping the icing from his eyes and nose.

"And why is that?" Changmin asked.

"You weren't answering your phones."

"Oh, those..." Juyeon mumbled, looking at the other three for a brief second before continuing. "We left them in the car. You know how the signal sucks here."

(name) nodded. He didn't believe a word of it. "And who brought the cake?"

"Me," the black-haired male replied. "You said you loved that cheesecake so I decided to surprise you."

"Thank you, Chanhee." (name) smiled.

"No problem, dude. Now let's go and open your gifts!"

"Yes, please. I have a present too and I've been dying to give it to you!" Juyeon added excitedly, pushing past his friends and into the house.

The others followed him, leaving their shoes at the door.

(name) was feeling like the happiest person alive. His friends came to visit, brought him gifts and baked a cake for him. They didn't have to, but they did it anyway.

Chanhee noticed (name) and gave him a small smile. "It was a pretty last minute decision. Sorry, we couldn't do better."

"I think this is already amazing," the male replied, mirroring the other's smile.

"Hey! Stop flirting and get your asses in here," Juyeon called out.

Chanhee rolled his eyes. "We should go and stop him before he does something stupid."

The younger one nodded, following his friend into the living room.

They did all that (name) had envisioned. Watching horror movies(The Amityville franchise this year), eating the cake Chanhee baked and talking smack. Like clockwork. The smile didn't leave (name)'s face the entire night. A few drinks in and the guys were still sober, but way more relaxed.

"Guys, I have to say something." (name) began, the boys turning around to look at him with fond smiles on their faces.

"Thank you. Thank you for doing this every year. And on days when it's not even my birthday. Life is a lot less shittier because I have you all."

Perhaps it was the soju talking, but (name) felt like he needed to make it known how grateful he was for his boys.

"Aww you cutie, c'mere.." Kevin cooed at the male, making kissy faces as he tackled him into a hug, the birthday boy yelling for him to get away.

"Ewww cringe!" Chanhee fake-gagged as he made a disgusted expression.

"Shut up, Chanhee. We know you're the biggest crybaby deep down" Changmin shushed him.

"I think it's time to give you your gift," Juyeon whispered into (name)'s ear, his hot breath sending shivers down (name)'s spine.

"O-okay."

Juyeon smiled, standing up and walking towards the door, leaving (name) confused. Why didn't Juyeon bring the gift inside with him initially? He glanced over at the others who were looking into space, avoiding his gaze. Alert number 1.

"I swear to god y'all if this is something stupid like last ti-"

"Hello."

(name) stopped dead in his tracks as a deep, matured voice interrupted him. He turned around to see: Lee Sangyeon. His very attractive, very charming and very well-spoken neighbor, though (name) had barely exchanged anything past normal greetings with the man.

"So, remember how we were late? We were hastily searching for a good gift shop as the old one recently closed, and ran into this guy who was kind enough to help us navigate to a new one. Guess who it was?" Juyeon explained the last bit in a sing-song voice. "Exactly! Sangyeon hyung."

"And when we left for the same way, we talked a little more and realized he's your neighbor! What a small world." Changmin added.

Hyung? Damn Juyeon and his extroverted nature. And yes, Changmin, (name) is well aware of his hot neighbor. Thank yew. He's been purposely treading carefully around him in order to NOT make a fool of himself, which you've kinda defeated the whole point of?!

"Happy birthday! I hope you don't mind me. I was free and your friends insisted I join." Sangyeon offered a charming grin.

"Thank you. And ,N-no, no, not at all! I don't mind. Please, feel free to join anytime you'd like. I mean-" (name) rambled.

"Oh boy. I knew he was gonna shit himself" New sighed.

"I didn't say it was a bad thing. It's kinda cute. YOU'RE kinda cute." Sangyeon chuckled, and if the sound of it didn't send an electric jolt down (name)'s spine.

"So are we done yet or..?" Kevin yawned, leaning onto the couch. Everyone scurried off back to their places in the living room, continuing the movie they'd paused to drink. For a while, the boys made small talk with Sangyeon, (name) getting to know the man better. As time passed, they all became increasingly sleepy, but (name) and Sangyeon hardly ceased talking to each other, now cuddled up with each other. They clicked rather well.

"So, I think there's one last gift left. For both of you." Chanhee smirked.

"I agree," Sangyeon whispered.

Before (name) could blink, he was pulled into a warm embrace and his lips met Sangyeon's. It was gentle, yet firm, and (name) felt like he could die and be satisfied. The latter tasted of sweet wine, and the older's scent filled his senses as he pulled him closer, a soft sigh escaping him. Sangyeon's lips were soft and warm, and his tongue moved confidently against his own, making (name)'s toes curl.

As Sangyeon pulled back, a smile appeared on his face. (name) had been crushing over him for 2 weeks now. So is it safe to assume his feelings are somewhat reciprocated?

"How was that?" Sangyeon asked, his fingers stroking (name)'s hair.

"Amazing.." the latter breathed.

"I'm glad." The elder smiled, a soft chuckle escaping him. "Well, I hope you had a good birthday."

"Yes, and I have you to thank for it."

"Then perhaps we should do this again?"

"Definitely."

And (name) was sure his heart was about to burst with joy.

"Ahem."

New's voice caught their attention.

"Sorry for the interruption but it's getting late and we should leave," he announced, gesturing at the other 3 who were already gathering their belongings.

"Alright. You guys have fun and behave yourselves." Kevin grinned, bidding them a goodbye.

(name)'s eyes widened. "Yeah, bye Kevin!" he offered a tight-lipped smile, mouthing "I.will.Kill.You", knowing fully well it must have been the Canadian's idea to pull this stunt. "You needed this babe" Kevin whispered in the other's ear. "Thank me later", he left after blowing (name) a kiss, Chanhee and Changmin dragging him.

"Sangyeon, we hope we can see you around soon." Juyeon said.

"Definitely."

The birthday boy's eyes met with Sangyeon's, and (name) didn't miss the way the man's pupils dilated. He wasn't alone in his feelings.

"Happy birthday, again." The eldest of the 4 leaned forward and placed a tender kiss on (name)'s cheek, the gesture sending warmth throughout his body.

The moment the 4 left, (name) plopped onto the couch, still dazed from what had transpired.

"They really thought of everything."

"It seems so."

"Are you happy?"

"Yes, very."

"Good, that's what matters."

"Can I...can I kiss you again?"

"Of course."

Sangyeon cupped his cheeks, bringing their lips together. It was gentle and slow, yet there was a hint of hunger behind it.

"I've been thinking about this for a long time," Sangyeon admitted, his thumb brushing over (name)'s bottom lip.

"So have I."

"That's good to know."

The eldest captured (name)'s lips again, this time with more urgency. He sucked on his bottom lip, drawing a low moan from him. The sound spurred Sangyeon on, and his tongue slipped into the younger's mouth, eliciting another moan.

"I'm not quite finished yet. There are many other things I'd like to do to you."

"Such as?"

"You'll just have to wait and see."

The next thing (name) knew, he was being lifted up, the male's legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. Sangyeon carried him to his room, and the two fell onto the bed in a heap of tangled limbs. Their lips met again, the kiss becoming more passionate and urgent.

"Do you want me to keep going?" Sangyeon whispered against his lips, his fingers brushing the younger's cheek.

"Yes, please," (name) whined.

The older one wasted no time and started undressing the male beneath him. After he had stripped him down, the two kissed some more, their hands roaming each other's bodies.

"I'm going to make you feel good," Sangyeon breathed against his ear, his fingers trailing down his abdomen, causing him to shiver.

(name)'s eyes widened as the elder stood up and stripped down his lower half, his thick member on full display. The birthday boy swallowed nervously, his cock throbbing at the sight.

"You're already so hard." (name) breathed.

The latter was about to apologize, but his words were caught in his throat when he felt a wet heat envelope his length. He couldn't hold back a moan as he threw his head back.

(name) continued to suck on his length, eliciting a chorus of moans from the elder.

After a few minutes, Sangyeon hurriedly pulled (name)'s mouth away, biting his lips to stop himself from cumming.

"Mmh, I think you're ready," Sangyeon mumbled, and (name) let go of his member, wiping his mouth with his hand.

He reached the hem of the birthday boy's underwear, tugging it down. The cool air of the room caused the latter's member to twitch, and Sangyeon smiled. He laid (name) down face first on the bed, spread out. Kneeling between the younger's legs, he leaned down and spread his ass cheeks apart using his hands, licking his lips at the sight of the male's pink, puckered hole.

(name) gasped as he felt the wet heat of the elder's tongue circling his entrance. He gripped the sheets tightly as he felt the sensation of being stretched.

The younger male could only moan in response, the feeling of being penetrated by the elder's tongue was intoxicating. He could feel his orgasm approaching, and he arched his back, pressing his hips against Sangyeon's face.

"It's your birthday, but i'm the one eating the cake," the elder chuckled, and (name) whimpered, feeling the latter's tongue slide in deeper.

"Oh fuck," he moaned, his eyes rolling back in pleasure.

Sangyeon continued to fuck (name) with his tongue, and the younger male couldn't help but cry out in pleasure.

"I-I'm gonna cum," (name) whined.

"Go ahead, baby," the elder encouraged, and the younger male could only gasp and shudder as his orgasm ripped through him.

Sangyeon sat up and grabbed the bottle of lube on the bedside table. He squirted a generous amount onto his palm and spread it over his length.

"Ready, baby?"

"Yes, please," (name) nodded, spreading his legs wider.

Sangyeon lined himself up with the younger's entrance and pushed inside, eliciting a loud moan from the younger.

"F-fuck, you're so tight," the elder moaned, his eyes fluttering shut.

"Feels so good," (name) panted.

The elder started to thrust in and out of the younger male, and the latter could only moan in response.

"You feel so good around me," Sangyeon moaned, and (name) could only whine in response, his eyes rolling back in pleasure.

The older one leaned over, capturing his lips in a heated kiss.

The elder started thrusting faster, the sound of their skin slapping filling the room.

"Fuck, I'm close," the elder moaned, his eyes screwed shut.

"M-me too," (name) gasped.

Sangyeon gripped the younger's hips tighter and increased his pace, causing the latter to moan loudly.

"Fuck, I'm cumming," the elder growled, and he spilled inside the birthday boy.

"Holy shit," (name) breathed, his orgasm rippling through him.

The elder pulled out, the latter's cum coating the tip of his cock.

"Happy birthday to you," Sangyeon breathed, leaning down to kiss the birthday boy.

(name) sighed contently. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"Making my birthday special."

"I'll make every birthday special, if you'll let me," the elder smiled, and the two kissed once more.

When the 4 were far away, New's voice broke the silence.

"Hey Juyeon.."

"Yes?"

"Do you think he'll actually thank us for setting him up with his crush?"

"Probably not.." Juyeon answered.

"Should we start running?"

"Yup."

"We're doomed."

"Well, it was worth it."

"Definitely."

"Happy Birthday, (name)." Kevin yelled into the night, wishing nothing but happiness for their friend, as the 4 walked home.

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daisyvisions · 6 months

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✦ Day 22 - Wildcard (Cuckolding)

‧⋆ ✧˚₊‧⋆. Pairing: CEO husband!Sangyeon x afab!reader x Co-worker!Juyeon

‧⋆ ✧˚₊‧⋆. Word Count: 1.6K

‧⋆ ✧˚₊‧⋆. Warnings: Smut (18+, minors DNI), cuckolding (do not read if triggering), oral (f!receiving), unprotected sex, male masturbation, aftercare, pet names (sweetheart, baby), 2/3 of the Lee Line present (yes, that is a warning in itself) pleasure!dom Sangyeon? maybe?, Proofread! Let me know if I missed anything!

‧⋆ ✧˚₊‧⋆. A/N: This was a treat to write, especially in the POV of Sangyeon hehe been thinking about this idea for a while and now it’s finally here. Please note also that cuckolding is a consented sexual act so do NOT come after me with shit. Enjoy!

‧⋆ ✧˚₊‧⋆. Network: @deoboyznet

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Sangyeon never thought he'd end up in a situation like this. All his life, he pictured himself just living how everyone else wanted to: working hard in a job he likes, marrying the person of his dreams, having kids with, and living in a big house.

But this was not the case.

Never did he expect that he'd be here, in his master bedroom, sitting in his huge armchair across his bed, pleasuring himself while watching Juyeon have sex with his beautiful wife… you.

You and Sangyeon have been married for almost two years now. Why you got married was not something either of you expected to begin with. His father was extremely wealthy, making Sangyeon next in line to inherit all the family's fortunes. And you, the daughter of one of Sangyeon's father's closest friends.

And because of that, it had been decided that you would have an arranged marriage to Sangyeon, maintaining the wealth and status of both families.

You never hated each other, not once. Even if you had a few arguments here and there, you never resented each other. In fact, you and Sangyeon got along pretty well given your situation. You enjoyed each other's company, learned each other's boundaries, but most importantly... had an incredibly passionate sex life.

Your physical and sexual attraction to one another was off the charts, engaging in sexual activities almost every day, at any moment, on any surface of your mansion. This went on for quite some time, until suddenly Sangyeon had to take over the company as his father stepped down, making it harder to spend time with you.

As he got busier, working overtime at the office, and going on multiple business trips, the intimacy between the two of you started to dwindle. It was like you were strangers once again.

Truth be told, Sangyeon actually did love you. And even though he knew your love was not the same as his, he did his best to make sure his love was known by spoiling you with every chance he could get, letting you do whatever you wanted to do, even going as far as using him as your personal sex toy despite being exhausted from work.

One thing Sangyeon noticed over time as he got busier was that you would tend to "subtly" flirt with his right-hand man, Lee Juyeon. When you would quickly visit Sangyeon in his office, you would make it a point to say hi to Juyeon before leaving. The times when Sangyeon would bring work home, he would see you giggling at something Juyeon whispered in your ear.

He's not going to lie, jealousy did bubble up in the pit of his stomach the first few times he noticed your behavior, especially when you had this look in your eyes whenever you talked to Juyeon that Sangyeon never saw when you looked at him.

Sangyeon never confronted you about it because he knew you like the back of his hand. Even if you blatantly flirted with Juyeon while he was in the room, you would never physically cheat on him (but mentally was another question.)

He did catch you that one time he peeked through the crack of the master bedroom's door, seeing you lying down beautifully as you touched yourself but moaning out Juyeon's name instead of his.

Sangyeon knows he should have done something the moment he witnessed all that. He should have been furious that you were thinking about someone else while pleasuring yourself. But there was something that sparked in him that night, making him more turned on than he should have been.

There was something about the way your face glowed after pleasuring yourself that made him... happy?

During that same night, as Sangyeon stroked your hair while you slept on his lap after watching a movie together in the living room, an idea suddenly popped into his head. An idea that wouldn't have been on his list of ways to rekindle your relationship, but he knew it might just work... and it had to involve Juyeon in the picture.

It was the night of your monthly date night. After going to this new restaurant, driving around the city, and having a good round of drinks, Sangyeon had your hips pinned down to the mattress as he slowly lapped at your cunt, making you reach your second orgasm of the night.

You didn't know what it was about tonight, but you were feeling extra horny for some reason. And Sangyeon could sense this too, meaning his plan was working. You see, Sangyeon made sure that he was slowly hinting at what was about to happen tonight.

Dropping little hints such as wearing the same cologne as Juyeon, mentioning him casually in conversations as he talked about work, and so on. He could see you shift your legs at times, trying your best not to rub your thighs together and hiding your blushing face at the mention of his co-worker.

"Sangyeon, I can't," you cried out, trying to push his face away from your dripping core.

"Shh. I got you sweetheart, don't worry. Okay?" He kissed your wet folds one last time before pushing himself up to kiss you, tasting your own arousal on his lips. You reached for his pants, palming his clothed erection and attempting to pull down the zipper until Sangyeon gripped your wrist and stopped you.

"You don't want?" You looked up at him with pleading eyes.

"Not this time," he responded.

"Is there something wrong?" Your eyebrows knitted in confusion, worried that you might have done something to make him react this way.

"Oh no no, there's nothing wrong at all! Nothing could ever be wrong with you," he smiled, caressing your cheek.

"It's just that I have something else planned, that's all. Want to see?" You nodded your head at him as he kissed your forehead before getting off the bed and heading for the door. You watched his every movement in curiosity, wondering what he had in store. This was so unlike him during sex.

As soon as he opened the door, you heard him talking as if he was speaking with someone. Your thoughts were soon confirmed the moment you saw a foot entering your bedroom and Juyeon appearing.

"Oh my god!" You shouted in surprise, trying to cover your exposed body as quickly as you could with the bedsheet beneath you.

"Sangyeon, what is he doing here?" You looked at him and Juyeon with wide eyes.

"Hear me out for a second, sweetheart." Sangyeon walked over to you and sat at the edge of the bed, holding your hand in his.

"I want to give you the best night of your life. Will you let Juyeon do that for you?" He looked into your eyes.

"Is this some kind of joke?" You questioned him, entirely unsure of his motives.

"No, no baby, it's not. I promise." He squeezed your hand. "Just trust me. Okay? I'll be sitting over there in the corner watching. Now, go have your fun, alright?" He rubbed your arm before kissing your cheek and standing up to take his seat in the armchair across from the bed.

While Sangyeon took his seat, he watched how slow and gentle Juyeon was with you. The way he sucked on your neck, fondled your breasts, and left a trail of kisses from your stomach all the way to your inner thighs.

The way you would arch your back, whimper at his touch, the dazed look on your face... It was making Sangyeon's cock ache. To watch his beautiful wife being pleasured from a different point of view was extremely erotic to him. He pleasured himself while watching Juyeon take you, teasing you before slipping his cock inside your wet hole and gradually pounding you into the mattress.

Sangyeon was so immersed in watching you being fucked that he didn't realize he had already pulled his member out from his pants and started pleasuring himself slowly. He could feel his own precum lubricating his hand as he continued to watch your face contort in pleasure.

But what really turned Sangyeon on was the fact that even though you were being fucked by someone else, someone you had been flirting with for the past couple of weeks, you kept your gaze on him the whole time. Looking into each other's eyes like you had never done before.

And when you felt yourself reaching your third orgasm of the night, you called out Sangyeon's name instead, making him reach his own climax right after as his seed spilled on his exposed abs.

You continued to keep your gaze on him, finally having the same look in your eyes as he did with you.

As soon as Juyeon left, Sangyeon drew a nice warm bath for you, prepared a fresh set of clothes, and waited for you in your shared bed. You instantly crawled into his embrace, sharing more intimate kisses with one another.

"Did you enjoy yourself, sweetheart?" He asked. You started to become shy and hid your face at the crook of his neck. Your shyness making him endearingly smile.

"I want to ask something," you mumbled against his skin. He hooked his fingers under your chin and pulled your face away from his neck to get a better look at you.

"Why did you do it?" You whispered.

"Did it make you happy?" He whispered back. "Be honest with me…"

"Yes, really happy…" You shyly replied. He smiled back and leaned forward to kiss you,

"Then making you happy is all I care about."

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juyeonszn · 4 months

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(NO) STRINGS ATTACHED

PAIRING lee hyunjae x f!reader

WORD COUNT 5.58k

GENRES smut ﹒angst ﹒fluff

WARNINGS 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, mature language, strangers to fwb to lovers, a few timeskips here and there, hyunjae is a manwhore but what else is new, he’s also a criminal justice major so, mentions of alcohol, mentions of roblox? idk, reader is lowkey horny as hell 😭, handjob, oral (m!receiving), mentions of sex in various places, hyunjae is an emotionally constipated idiot, juyeon appearance crowd cheered, also cha eunwoo appearance but crowd did not cheer, hyunjae goes through the five stages of grief, no foreplay but what can u do about it, marking, unprotected sex (wrap before u tap u know the drill), cowgirl position yeehaw, creampie yeehaw, little bit of cockwarming st the end ngl

SUMMARY becoming friends with lee hyunjae after his valiant attempt to save your life (stopping you from drunk driving) was certainly not on your year’s bingo card. also not on your bingo card? waking up in his bed every other night following, but it’s not like you’re really complaining.

MORE bruh. first of all. i’m so sorry this is so late. 😭 second of all, NOT ONLY IS IT A DAY LATE, BUT ITS ALSO LIKE AN HOUR AND A HALF LATE 😭 my time management was not all there this past weekend, and also due to some unfortunate decisions on my part, this fic was delayed a bunch but WE ARE SO BACK pls. i hope u all enjoy this bc i kinda hate it and im sad bc i was so excited for it and its nothing like how i wanted it to be… pls rb if u liked it 😿 also this is lowkey for izzy bc we’re both going through insane hyunjae brainrot rn..

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In Hyunjae’s defense, he didn’t mean for any of this to happen.

When the two of you first met, he really was just trying to be a gentleman. He’d always been raised as someone who should do the right thing without expecting anything in return. He prided himself on sticking by his mother’s lifelong wisdom.

Okay sure, he might’ve had a few slip ups here and there in the form of random girls he’s hooked up with, but could you blame him? He was a university criminal justice major after all. There’s no harm in a little one-night-stand fun. Learning the ins and outs of the world of law and order was soul-draining enough without the freedom to stress-relieve whenever he felt fit.

Right. Back to you.

Your first encounter took place at the Tau Beta Zeta end of semester party. The fraternity had been working towards securing their victory against the KAT sorority just so they could host the damn thing. Hyunjae had yet to find a girl to entice him for the night, instead bothering some of his frat brothers. For example, Jacob Bae, who had just won the IST University boys’ volleyball team a championship title.

He could’ve gone after Lee Haeun, Jacob’s ex, but he had higher standards than that. There was also the incident earlier that day, while setting up for the party. He tried making a move on the KAT president to piss off Sangyeon, but that ended up failing. Honestly, he didn’t even care much about sleeping with anyone at these things anyways. Usually pretty girls came up to him first, but then ghosted him once they realized he wasn’t looking for anything serious. That was the only reason why his rap sheet was so long. He’d never intended on being the resident fuckboy.

Hyunjae remembers spotting you across the room during one of the numerous rounds of beer pong that night. Rather than Juyeon refereeing with Younghoon like they normally did, he stepped in to let the younger male enjoy the party with his girlfriend. The current match-up was Sunwoo versus Changmin with their respective partners. He had glanced up after witnessing the soccer prodigy miss a cup, making eye contact with you accidentally.

You tucked some hair behind your ear, bringing your drink to your lips and taking a sip before looking away. Your friends had sucked you back into the conversation you were having, effectively blocking Hyunjae’s chance to shoot any shots. He quickly got over it upon witnessing Changmin and Sunwoo arguing over the game, egging them on like the instigator he was.

Most people would’ve thought that was the end of it. Just a fleeting glance at each other, dozens of people standing between you. In hindsight, Hyunjae partially wishes that was where your story ended. You would’ve just been another girl to him, a stranger he saw once and never ran into again.

It’s funny how the universe works in strange ways.

By two in the morning, when over half of the partygoers had left the TBZ house, Hyunjae felt his social battery reach empty. He woke up earlier that morning to study for his Victimology final and felt drained by the time he walked out of the lecture hall. (He knew he aced it, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t mentally taxing.) He was just about ready to call it a night when he saw you sitting on the bottom step of the stairs, blubbering into your phone about something.

“What do you mean you left?” You wail, cheeks stained with mascara streaks. “I don’t care about your boyfriend! I’m too drunk to drive home and you were supposed to be my D.D.”

Your words are slightly slurred, a hiccup following your last sentence. Damn, you were cute even when you were crying like a baby. Hyunjae observed as you argued with who he assumed to be your friend over the phone, exasperated by the end of it. Despite not knowing a single thing about you, not even your name, he decided to step in and offer aid.

“I didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but I heard you saying you’re too drunk to drive yourself, and as a TBZ member I just can’t let that happen,” he extended a hand to you. “I’d be more than willing to let you stay here until the morning, if you’d like. You can have my room and I’ll just crash in one of the others.”

Your lower lip quivered, as if you were on the verge of even more tears. You sniffle when you respond, eyes doe-like and glassy. “R-Really? You would do that f-for me?”

“It’s a better alternative than taking a rideshare home alone while drunk,” he nods. “And I’m definitely not letting you drive anywhere yourself.”

Hyunjae doesn’t know why he felt so protective over you. The thought of some potentially creepy man taking advantage of you because you were under the influence didn’t sit right with him. He poked his cheek with his tongue, hand still outstretched to you. You took it gently, allowing him to guide you to his bedroom. He grabbed some of his clothes so you could be comfier and gave you a washcloth so you wouldn’t go to be with your makeup on. He felt better knowing you were in the safety of his fraternity house rather than anywhere else. It kind of pissed him off that your friends would leave you to fend for yourself like that.

The next morning, you came down the stairs drowning in Hyunjae’s clothes, rubbing at your eyes sleepily. You held the heel of your palm to your temple, wincing from the headache no doubtedly caused by your hangover. It was around 11 AM when you woke up and most, if not all, of his frat brothers had already left to head home for the holidays.

You found your knight in shining armor sitting at the breakfast bar in the kitchen, a mug with the default male Roblox face in his grasp. He was scrolling through his phone mindlessly, taking sips of his coffee every now and then until he heard you. He spins around in his chair, offering you a warm smile.

“Good morning, Sleeping Beauty. Did you rest okay?” He asks, getting up to grab you your own mug.

Your cheeks burn up at the nickname. The whole situation is still a bit odd to you. You knew of Lee Hyunjae through the grapevine (every other girl at your school), yes, but you’ve never held an actual conversation with him before. And now here you are, taking shelter in his home and sleeping in his bed. It was sweet of him to be so hospitable, though. He could’ve kicked you out and pretended you didn’t exist.

“That’s probably the best I’ve ever slept in my life,” you laugh to cut through the tension. “Thank you for keeping me alive last night. I feel indebted to you forever.”

“It was no problem, at all. My pleasure, actually,” he grins, passing you a mug filled with fresh coffee. “By the way, I never got your name.”

“It’s Y/N,” you tell him, mouth pulling into a smile at the cup he just gave you, which happened to be the female adjacent to his. “Hyunjae, right?”

He doesn’t know if he should be embarrassed by the fact that you already knew his name or not, but given his previous reputation, he thinks it shouldn’t be that big of a deal. He clears his throat and nods as he drinks more of his coffee. He tries to distract himself from the weird feeling bubbling in his chest with how cute you looked in his clothes.

“Do you not have any plans for the break?” You switch the subject, noticing that the house was empty for the most part.

“Nah,” he shakes his head. “I’m from here, so it isn’t really much of a drive to visit home. I’ll go over on Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, and New Years but that’s about it. Other than that, I like to enjoy having the whole house to myself.”

“Woah, me too! My friends are all from out of town though, so I’m usually really lonely. It’s always so odd thinking about how this is just a stepping stone for people’s lives and I’ve been here all of mine.” You stir some cream and sugar into your coffee, pursing your lips. “So, I take it you’re not doing anything today?”

“Nothing. Zip. Zilch. Nada,” Hyunjae leans back in his chair. “I’ll probably just watch some movies and call it a day. What about you? Any plans for the break since all of your friends are gone?”

“I have just as many as you.” You sip on your beverage.

“Well, the couch space next to me will be unoccupied if you’d like to join me.”

“I think I might take you up on that offer.”

You feel like maybe this was some sort of elaborate scheme to trap you. Your eyes kept flickering from the TV to his profile, entranced by the blue light illuminating his features. You wanted nothing more than to claim your seat on his lap and ride him into the sunset like a gallant steed, which was ironic considering the way the two of you met.

It’s in the middle of the third movie that you finally feel yourself grow restless. No way could you sit beside Lee Hyunjae, spend the whole day with him, and not jump his bones. It was, like, the most obvious thing to do. It was Lee Hyunjae. Did he expect you not to?

He feels you squirming next to him, glancing at you from the corner of his eye. In all honesty, he’s surprised he’s abstained from touching you this long. From the moment he saw you in his clothes this morning, he wanted you underneath him. He doesn’t know how to initiate anything without seeming too forward though.

Luckily, he doesn’t have to make much effort on his part.

You place one of your hands on his thigh, dragging your nail along the seam of his sweatpants. He turns to you with a raised eyebrow. All you can do is bat your eyelashes at him innocently.

“You know, Hyunjae, I never got to properly thank you for your act of nobility last night,” you start, fingers creeping up higher. “And I just thought of something that I think we’ll both like.”

He doesn’t have the strength in him to restrain himself after that, pulling you into a heated kiss. He nips at your lower lip and tangles his tongue with your own, getting easily lost in the spellbinding of your touch. Your lips trail along his jaw and down his neck, hooking your fingers into the waistband of his pants. You suck deep marks into the skin of his pulse point while simultaneously palming him through his underwear.

You’re moving fast, but you’re on a mission. You’ve been waiting for this all day, you can’t imagine slowing down now. It doesn’t appear that he plans on stopping you either.

Hyunjae throws his head back, hissing when you discard his boxers. The cool air of the house hits his cock at the same time you bite down on the divot where his neck meets his shoulder. Your hand gently wraps around his length, thumb running over the slit to collect the precum that’s formed there. He watches in a trance as you go on your knees between his legs.

You press a sweet kiss to his tip before taking him into your mouth. He groans, twisting your hair around his wrist so he can control your movements. Hyunjae doesn’t think he’s ever wanted head this badly in his life. He’s always been a giving person, always providing the pleasure for the girl he was with. There were only a handful of times that he’s ever been on the receiving end and none of them were memorable. But this time is different.

For some reason, you’re the only one who’s ever been able to get him this riled up this quickly. You’re still relatively a stranger to him, and even though he’s had plenty of one night stands, it’s unlike any of the others.

Your throat relaxes so you can swallow more of him, tongue swirling around the tip. He’s the biggest guy you’ve ever been with, making things a little harder for you, but you were never one to back down from a challenge. And getting Lee Hyunjae to cum from the work of your mouth alone was the ultimate reward.

Hyunjae moans when your attention focuses on his sensitive slit. The sound is music to your ears, goading you into continuing your task. You gag around his dick and tears prick at your eyes when he pushes your face down further, your nose brushing the lower part of his abdomen. One of your hands wanders, tracing and scratching his abs as the other jerks him off.

He swipes away some stray tears with his thumb, bucking into your mouth and hand. “Fucking look at you, taking me like a good girl. You’re so filthy.”

You whine, squeezing your thighs together for your own friction. You can wait, though, entirely too focused on getting him to finish. You’re thankful it isn’t that much longer until he does, painting your lips and cheeks with his release when you pull off of him to press a cute kiss on the same spot. He knows he finished too fast for someone of his caliber, but he doesn’t have it in him to care.

“You’re so hot,” he brings you up to connect your lips once again.

It was very easy to fall into a habit after that.

Throughout the entirety of the break, Hyunjae would call you over or vice versa and you’d rock each other’s world’s. It was practically an entire month of fucking nonstop. You’d done it in the TBZ house living room, in his bed, in the kitchen, in the shower and every other surface you could think of. Your own apartment had been christened plenty with your sexcapades also. Both of your cars had seen you naked too. But the most memorable place had to be his childhood bedroom the night of Christmas. He went to his parents’ for a couple days and hit you with that 3 AM “You up?” text when his libido couldn’t quell. That was probably the quietest you’d ever have to be.

Hyunjae had to explain to his mom that no, he hadn’t gotten mauled by a wild animal in his sleep. It was harder coming up with another plausible lie to cover the source of the hickeys on his neck, but he’d rather tell his mother something stupid than the fact that he was an insatiable freak.

When it came time for everyone to return to school for the spring semester, you’d deluded yourself into thinking there could be something real between you and Hyunjae. I mean, what else were you supposed to do? This gorgeous man had spent almost every single day of winter break with you, even if it was mostly for the sex. That wasn’t all you did though. You shared meals together and talked about your life goals. You truly got to know him better than just the hot frat guy who’s made his rounds with girls on campus.

However, Hyunjae did not think he was ready for that level of commitment.

After spending a month with you and learning all of your little quirks, he thought he was going insane. He’d been in situationships in the past and none of them ever ended well, especially because they always caught feelings. He didn’t want the two of you to fall down the same path. But he noticed the linger of your touches and kisses and the way your eyes sparkled when he spoke. He didn’t want to be the one to break your heart.

He just couldn’t see himself getting into a serious relationship. He was preparing to apply for law schools and get his shit together. He didn’t think he couldn’t handle throwing a girlfriend into the mix. Even if it was you. Bold, pretty little you, who had Lee Hyunjae wrapped around her finger without trying.

Things come to a speeding halt for both of you halfway into the second week back.

Hyunjae was walking out of his Crime Mapping II lecture when he saw you chatting up Cha Eunwoo outside of the building, giggling and being all touchy with him. He doesn’t know why he feels so… stuffy… when he sees that. He doesn’t know why it makes him mad. He doesn’t know why it feels like his heart has just been stomped on a handful of times.

He walks over to you and clears his throat, hands shoving into his jacket pockets. He tries to ignore how cute you look in your puffer coat, nose rosy from the cold. You pause in your conversation to say hi to him before resuming whatever you were saying before. It was like he was invisible.

“I gotta go, but I’ll see you in class tomorrow?” You tuck some hair behind your ear, smiling at the male.

“For sure. Talk to you later, Y/N.” He says, waving as he takes off.

Hyunjae starts in the opposite direction wordlessly, leaving you to stumble behind him like a newborn deer. He looks upset about something, but you’re not sure if you should ask. When you finally match his pace, you frown, tapping his shoulder.

“Hey, what’s up?”

“Since when were you friends with Cha Eunwoo?” Hyunjae blurts, tone catching you off guard. You blink at his outburst.

“For a while, I guess? We’re in the same department and we’ve had a few classes together. Why? Is that a problem?” You stop your steps, forcing him to do the same.

“No, why would it be? I’m not your boyfriend. You can talk to whoever you want.” He backtracks, realizing the connotation behind his question. Shit, why does he not think before he speaks?

“You could be,” you shrug, gaze casted downward to avoid his stare. “You could be my boyfriend.”

Again, because he’s a stupid boy, he chooses not to use his brain in such a critical situation. “I don’t want to be. You can date him for all I care.”

Hyunjae didn’t want to be the one to break your heart, but he knows he did when he sees the flame in your eyes die out. He thinks he broke his own too, chest constricting when tears well up in the corners. You wipe your runny nose with your gloved hand, sniffling with a scoff.

“Fuck you, Hyunjae,” your voice is surprisingly calm, and that scares him more. “Fuck you and your stupid fucking commitment issues and your lack of empathy. Stay away from me.”

He can’t even think of something quick enough to stop you. Of course, his mind runs at a million miles a minute when it’s the worst time. But when he needs it to work most, it fails on him. That’s exactly his luck.

He just stares as your figure gets smaller and smaller, getting further and further away from his reach. His stomach feels ugly, twisted in a way it shouldn’t be. Maybe it’s because he’d considered you a close friend at this point, and now there’s no way you didn’t hate him. He told you things that he hadn’t even told his brothers, things that he hoped would never see the light of day. He’d spoken his insecurities out into the world and you were the one he let see that vulnerable side of him. He had something good going for him finally, and he went and ruined it.

Who could he be mad at but himself?

When Hyunjae sees you again, it’s been at least a week since your argument in the middle of campus.

He’d been beating himself up over the fight the entire time. Numerous what-if scenarios ran through his mind when he should’ve been sleeping. He wonders what he could’ve said to make everything turn out differently. Had he just told you what was bothering him, told you about that icky sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach, perhaps you wouldn’t have walked away.

He’s pretty sure you’re doing it on purpose. You avoided him until you knew you’d definitely see him, and then you’d flaunt yourself to purposefully piss him off. Despite only knowing each other for a little over a month, you had Hyunjae read like the back of your hand. You knew he was stubborn and had to be pushed into admitting he was wrong. He’d never outright confess to his mistakes unless you backed him into a corner and forced him to.

So you can imagine his reaction when he saw you walk into that week’s TBZ party with Cha Eunwoo around your shoulders.

If Lee Hyunjae had any faults, it was that he was too prideful. He realizes this when you stroll right past him, ignoring his presence. You giggle at something Eunwoo said as you grab some drinks. There’s no way you aren’t doing this to get on his nerves. Especially not in that outfit.

His grip on his cup is not normal, he knows that. But it’s not subtle if anyone notices and when Juyeon of all people points it out, he knows it even more.

“Yo, dude. Are you good? You look like you might kill somebody if we’d let you.” The younger male pats his back.

“Honestly, no, not really. But there isn’t really anything I can do about it.” Hyunjae huffs, welcoming his defeat with open arms.

“You can talk to me about things. It’s kinda weird but I always feel like getting out your thoughts is better than internalizing and blowing up randomly.” He says after a moment.

“I guess I’m just confused why I’m so jealous of something that isn’t mine.” The heart to heart with his frat brother follows the entire five stages of grief, starting with step one; Denial. He’ll keep denying the real reason he feels the way he does.

“Are you talking about that girl you were messing around with during break?” Juyeon asks, bringing his cup to his mouth. “And the fact that she’s here with Cha Eunwoo?”

Step two; Anger. His cup snaps and the sharp edge of the plastic scratches the inside of his palm. “Why would I be jealous of her being here with him? I could give less of a fuck about that. She’s not my girlfriend, she can do whatever she wants.”

He raises an eyebrow at how defensive his senior gets, lips quirking up. “Sure, Hyunjae. You’re not jealous. But you’re acting like it and you know you are.”

“Well,” step three; bargaining. “I’m not not jealous, I just— I don’t know. I’ve never been on this side of the situation before. Am I even allowed to be mad about it?”

“I mean, it’s a little unconventional, but yeah, I think you are. You spent the better part of a month getting to know this girl. You’ve seen her in ways other people haven’t. Even if you weren’t going into it with the intention to start something, I think it’s hard not to want anything after. Unless you’re completely heartless. But you’re not exactly The Grinch, so.” Juyeon sounds too wise for standing in the middle of a frat party.

“Nothing’s gonna happen now, though. She hates me and wants nothing to do with me because I screwed up.” Step four; Depression.

“You don’t know that unless you make an attempt to fix it,” his junior sighs. “Look, she’s gonna keep projecting how upset you made her if you aren’t gonna do something about it. But there’s a high chance that she’ll forgive you if you’re just real with her.”

And last, but not least, step five. Acceptance. Lee Hyunjae has finally accepted that he’s not an emotionless robot incapable of producing feelings for someone. He takes Juyeon’s advice right then and there, deciding that this is something he has to do immediately. (He also knows how much you can drink at these things and he preferred that you were sober when he spoke to you.)

He thanks his friend and sets off to search for you in the sea of already drunk university students. He’s anxious. He’s never been the type to have serious discussions about anything, really. He assumes that it stems from never seeing that in his own parents. They loved each other, yeah, but they never really talked about difficult topics with each other. Or, in front of him they didn’t.

Hyunjae thinks he might throw up when he finds you in the other room. Cha Eunwoo is still glued to your side, but he’s hardly paying attention to you, talking to his friends. You look bored, like you were waiting for something— or someone— to save you. This was his opportunity.

Your eyes widen when you see him heading straight for you, swallowing thickly. There wasn’t any route of escape so you were stuck having to deal with him. In all honesty, the hurt was still very fresh for you, and you weren’t sure you could handle talking to him yet.

“Can we please talk? I need to tell you something,” he yells over the loud music.

“Why should I listen to what you have to say?” Your tone is shaky, wavering slightly, but you’re grateful that he can’t hear it with how voluminous this party is.

“Y/N,” he pleads almost, eyes communicating what you needed to hear. “This is important.”

You concede, sneaking from Eunwoo and following Hyunjae blindly. You could be getting whisked away to your demise, but the former hardly even notices, too engrossed in whatever he was saying to his friends. You’re a bit apprehensive when Hyunjae takes you into his bedroom, biting your cheek when the memories of what you’ve done in here come flooding back to you.

“Okay, I don’t know how to put this into a coherent thought,” he turns his back to you.

“Can we just get this over with? You don’t want me, remember? I don’t even know why I’m giving you the time of day—“

“Of course I want you,” he exclaims, spinning around and pinching the bridge of his nose. “God, are you blind? It’s so obvious that I’ve wanted you for so long, Y/N. I’m just stupid and I fucked everything up, because I was scared that things would change and I’m afraid of change. That’s the reason why I have commitment problems. I don’t want to commit myself to something just for everything to change in the blink of an eye.”

You shut up after that, your heart skipping in your chest. This was what you wanted. You wanted a messy confession. Something that told you it wasn’t all in your head. That you weren’t making things up. That he felt the same way you did.

Your lips collide in a rough, desperate manner. Hyunjae’s never had a way with words, so kissing you with every ounce of longing in his being and holding you like you’d disappear any second was his outlet. This was how he could show you his true feelings. Your heart rate transitions from your pulse point to your ears, amplifying with each suck of your bottom lip between his teeth

You’ve done this so many times before, but it will never be the same as this one. No one could ever make you feel the way Lee Hyunjae does. It might be crazy, but it only took a month for you to realize that there will never be another for you. The conversations that trickled into early hours of the morning following going at it like jackrabbits were perfect to you. They weren’t ideal, but they were enough.

The two of you walk backwards until he’s sitting on the edge of his bed, your knees on either side of his lap. You cup his jaw in your hands, grinding down on him every time your lips move together. Hyunjae’s fingers dig into your sides and push up the material of your dress. He’s moving fast, rushed like you might decide you don’t want this and walk out of his room.

You can’t really blame him, your pace disorganized with only one goal in mind. Neither of you could be bothered with the foreplay, too needy and craving the touch of one another as quickly as possible. You part from him to pull off your dress, eyes fluttering shut when he starts leaving a trail of kisses down your stomach. He doesn’t want to waste time commenting on the fact that you were braless underneath so he busies himself with pecking the tops of your tits. Your fingers card through his hair with an extended sigh, noticing how long it’s gotten since you first met.

Hyunjae pushes his pants down his legs as you yank his shirt over his head, reconnecting your lips. He uses his ring and middle fingers to shove aside your underwear, discarding his own shortly after. Your mouth nips and bites your favorite places on his neck, ensuring you mark the surface so everyone knows who he belongs to. You were the one who acquired the key to Lee Hyunjae’s heart.

Your teeth sink into his skin the moment he slips inside of you, both of you moaning when he slides right into your cunt like he was meant to be there. You whine when he bottoms out, your sensitive clit bumping into his pelvic bone. You’re so warm and inviting, Hyunjae feels like he’s falling under a spell. Just being inside of you feels like a form of hypnosis. If it was up to him, he’d stay here forever, content to sit with his cock stuffed in you without interruption. But you both yearn for more than that.

He tightens his grip on your hips, bucking upwards into you and watching with heavy eyes as a whine spills from your lips. You look so fucked out despite him doing absolutely nothing to you yet. He thrusts up again experimentally, grinning when your upper half knocks into his.

“Feel good, baby?” He coos into your ear, nipping at the lobe and the area surrounding.

You nod with a whimper when his cock brushes that sweet spot deep inside your pussy. “Mhm, feels so— fuck, Jae, want it harder.”

“Anything for my pretty girl,” he smiles into your skin.

He increases the speed that he fucks into you, pinning down your hips so you can’t move and all you can do is take it. It’s like you can feel him in your abdomen, his cock plunging in you so far. You’d think after a month of fucking practically every day, you’d be used to his size by now. However, that was just not attainable. You don’t think you could ever get used to how big he was, how thick he was.

The force that he drives into you with is unmatched, miles apart from what he’s given you before. It’s like he wants to burn the shape of himself inside you, so you never forget that he’s the one making you feel like this. Nobody but Hyunjae can fuck you this well.

He moves you further up the bed, flattening his feet on the mattress and laying down so he can press deeper, a new angle that has your vision going blank. You don’t think twice about the volume of your cries, letting him know how good he’s giving it to you. You’re encouraging him, wanting him to get cockier so he can keep fucking you into oblivion. Your fingers grasp at the sheets beside his head for support.

Hyunjae’s nails impress crescent shapes into your waist, his mouth returning to your tits so he can leave his own marks all over your chest. It’s when your clit rubs against his lower stomach again that you let go, your orgasm crashing into like a train. It winds you, ripping your breath from your throat and stealing your oxygen. He’s close behind, the feeling of your walls clenching around him in rapid intervals triggering his own.

He fills you up nicely, both of you releasing guttural groans at the sight of his cum dripping out of you. You’re too exhausted to get up, collapsing on top of him. He doesn’t mind, more than happy to stay buried inside of you even if you didn’t do anything.

“So…” You start after a bit of silence, drawing unrecognizable shapes on his chest. “You’ve wanted me for so long, huh?”

“Shut up,” he laughs, eyes closed while he recuperates from using all of his energy on you. “This is still new for me.”

“I know, Mr. Emotionally Constipated And I Don’t Date ‘Cause I’m Going To Be A Big Fancy Hotshot Lawyer,” you tease, pecking his lips and then his nose. “I must be extremely special to be the one who changed your mind.”

“You’ll be the death of me, you know that right?” He shakes his head, brushing some of your hair from your face. You smile down at him with an unfamiliar fondness in your eyes.

“Why else do you think we’ve gotten this far?”

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The Spy Who Loved Me | Lee Sangyeon

SUMMARY: you had a clear mission: find out what happened to the missing submarines and get your hands on the microfilm being sold illegally on the market. it was a fairly straightforward task, and you were certain that you would be able to complete it in no time—that is until you crossed paths with the infamous Agent 007 himself.

PAIRING: 007!Sangyeon x agent f!reader

GENRE: james bond / 007 au, spy, crime, angst, suggestive

WARNINGS: nc-17, its a james bond / 007 au so...expect it to be action-packed, mentions of blood, murder, mentions of gadgets and weaponry (guns, missiles, snipers), petnames (honey, sweetheart, princess), violence, Sangyeon is so goddamn flirty here i had a hard time writing this folks (expect loads of teasing and flirting from him 😃), kissing, making out

WORD COUNT: 9,276

A/N: here is my submission for the 007 files collab!! i've chosen the film the spy who loved me & obviously sangyeon (which later on i realised that i should not have wrote this film for him bcs i was going through a crisis...yall would know why as you read this 🫠) i tried my best...wished i could've executed it better but its done and dusted!! shoutout to @momhwa-agenda for always, ALWAYS, beta reading my works for me & that she's always there for me throughout the entire process 🥹🫶🏻💗

You weren’t too sure how you even managed to get yourself into the mess you were in.

Your mission was as clear as day: find out what happened to the missing submarines that had been stolen from the British and Russian army and to get your hands on the microfilm which contained illicit submarine tracking systems that were being offered for sale on the black market.

It all started out fairly smoothly—leave Russia at 5 in the morning to catch the earliest flight possible to Cairo and meet up with a man named Max Kalba, who apparently has his hands on the microfilm itself. By evening, you had safely arrived at the club after tracking his movements while scouring the bar. Sure enough, you eventually find him sitting at the corner of one of the rooms, enjoying the performance that unfolded right before his eyes.

After a few attempts to talk your way out with the club workers, you finally made your way towards the infamous man himself. You sat beside him and tried your best to coax him into handing over the microfilm.

That was until you heard a thud coming right next to you. The individual took a seat down with his glass of whiskey in hand, spinning his alcoholic beverage. At the same time, he attempted to cut right into the conversation you were having with Mr Kalba.

“Why, good evening, Mr Kalba. I’ve been eager to reach out to you-” he paused momentarily before moving his free hand to pick yours that was laid on the hems of your dress, leaving a gentle kiss on your hand. “It’s also my pleasure to meet such a beautiful young lady like you,” he winked.

The male was dressed in a full tuxedo, the suit tugging on his skin a little tight, which obviously shows that he has been hitting off the gym for quite some time. His brunette hair was parted to the sides, his shiny forehead out and shining brightly. He also paired his look with a pair of glasses, and you could’ve sworn that he probably wore a little lip tint, given the fact that his lips were a little too bright red than the usual men you have come across.

You were used to men swooning over you or using all sorts of methods to impress you because, respectfully, you weren’t labelled as one of the wisest yet most beautiful KGB agents in history. It was also part of your tactic to get them to fall for you first before you eventually turned the tables and used them to your advantage.

However, something in this person’s eyes seemed a lot different than the men you have encountered in the past. Something tells you that this man isn’t someone to be taken lightly off, as he looks back up to you with this malicious intent.

It was as if he was trying to tell you to challenge him.

What was he then? Was he after the microfilm just like you were?

After a few minutes of the male trying his best to break the ice between Mr Kalba, this whole facade that he has been working hard on finally comes to a halt as he leans over, intertwining his fingers, and stares intently at you.

“I would like to purchase the microfilm.”

As far as you knew, only the KGB agents were aware of the missing submarines and the microfilm being sold on the black market. You were certain that the general had made it clear to you that none of the other agencies or associations were aware of this matter, and it was strictly up to the KGB agents to deal with the case privately.

So who was he? Why did he know about your supposed mission?

The adrenaline came rushing all over you, and you needed to do something and act fast before the microfilm fell into the wrong hands.

“I would like to bid for a higher price, Mr Kalba,” you announced, leaning in close to the infamous man to give him a little whiff of your perfume, hoping he would fall for you. Sure enough, the man couldn’t resist the scent or your outfit before responding to the other male waiting patiently at the side.

“I’m sorry, gentleman. You heard the woman, and clearly, you’re at a disadvantage right here, don’t you think?”

“Well then, I suppose I just have to bid higher than the stunning woman herself, no?” he said confidently.

Mr Kalba was certainly intrigued and was ready to hear the male’s proposal before he got interrupted by one of his servants, ushering him out to another room to pick up an urgent call. Once he was out of the room, the male suddenly moved closer towards you, to the point that his shoulders were touching yours, leaving little to no space between you both.

“Who are you exactly?” you bluntly spat out, not giving him the opportunity to start the conversation, at least like normal strangers would.

“Aww sweetheart, that’s some very bold language you’ve got there coming straight out of your mouth. You don’t trust me at all, huh?” He leaned in closer till you felt his hot breath on your bare skin.

“You’re a spy; which agency are you working for?”

“That’s too blunt.”

“I’ve got no time to waste,” you replied.

Before the male could even give you a proper response, something made him turn his head immediately towards the other room. He stared at the locked door for a good couple of seconds. He immediately examined the room, not caring about your presence, causing you to trail him from behind.

Once he did manage to pick the lock, the both of you were met by the lifeless body of Mr Kalba, lying in a pool of his blood. The male immediately bent down to examine the body up close, shaking his head when he did not feel a pulse on his wrist. Before he was ready to leave the body, he noticed the marks that were left on the side of his neck, causing his eyes to widen at the sight of it before he began marching down the hallway.

You wouldn’t get your potential witness or suspect off that easily, so you decided to jump onto the vehicle he had stolen from outside the party—a food truck.

As you easily opened the passenger door and slipped right into the vehicle, the male glanced at you before diverting his attention back to the road and driving off into the darkness.

It seemed as if the male could tell that you had so many questions to dump on him, but he beat you to it before you could even open your mouth.

“Major Y/N is working for the KGB. An agent who has never failed a single mission and is always on the hunt for the most notorious criminals across the globe. A seductress, seducing men has always been your primary method to manipulate people and get them to cooperate with you-”

“Okay, you made your point,” you cut him off. “Now, tell me what made you decide that driving into the darkness in the desert is the most plausible reason, given the situation that we’re in now.”

“Honey, you’re a high-ranking agent from the KGB; I’m sure you have noticed the bite marks on the late Mr Kalba’s neck,” he replied nonchalantly.

Bite marks? You were confused. You definitely saw that the source of the blood was oozing out from his neck, but you never did witness bite marks upon the wound with your naked eyes. Could it be that you missed a crucial detail? And how was the man able to catch onto something you couldn’t?

Your stunned behaviour and look gave the male more than enough reason to believe that you couldn’t examine the body up close, so he did you a favour by telling you all about his thoughts and predictions.

“Those bite marks belong to a notorious criminal that you and I have been trying so hard to catch over the past few months, and I’m sure that will certainly ring a bell now.”

Sure enough, it did, and there was only one person you knew of who also committed crimes with the same modus operandi.

“Jaws.”

“That’s right, honey. Let’s go meet our man of the night, shall we?”

After hours of driving through the desert, both of you arrived at a seemingly deserted site filled with tons of broken-down monuments and statues.

There was absolutely no reason for anyone to come here at all, so you knew from the back of your mind that this would be the perfect hunting ground for Jaws as there was also barely any signal out here, making it nearly impossible to contact the headquarters if something tragic were to happen.

As the two of you stepped out of the vehicle, the male immediately took one of his free arms to keep you in place behind him. His other hand was busy reloading a Walther PPK 7.65mm to ensure that he was armed and ready should Jaws ever strike back. You decided it was best to follow in his footsteps while trying to be his other pair of eyes to scour the place.

The place felt eerily silent, almost way too silent. It was an abandoned site, and no one would be in the right mindset to come to a place like this. But the fact that both of you were on the hunt for a wanted criminal paints the situation differently.

Just when the both of you have reached the other end of the site, your sixth sense immediately tells you that something is going to happen within the next few seconds, and that is when you look up to see a brick falling right on top of the both of you. You immediately push both of you out of the way with your quick reflexes before a looming shadow falls upon the male himself.

It was Jaws.

The criminal was already armed with a broken wooden board in hand and began swinging violently at the male to hurt him. The unnamed spy was trying his best to dodge by landing a few punches onto the criminal, which was clearly deemed ineffective, given that Jaws was known for their brute strength and solid defence. Unlucky for the male, he actually took out quite a few hits from the wooden board—you were surprised that he was still standing strong despite having a few cut marks on his bare skin.

You quickly backed away and hid in a corner, trying to take out your revolver where you hid on the holster that was wrapped around your thigh and reloading it with bullets. You have encountered the criminal a couple of times in the past; you knew that normal bullets would do little to no damage to that man; his body was as solid as steel.

Instead, you looked around to see if there was something you could aim at to ensure that the criminal could be stopped momentarily while trying to save the agent who was fighting for his life. A minute passed when you finally landed your eyes upon a rope close to breaking off several metres high from the brawl between Jaws and the agent. There are a few stacks of abandoned materials that would knock them out for a while if they were to fall upon someone.

Quickly running in closer without being detected, you aimed your gun at the rope before mentally counting down for a few seconds before firing the shot. The shot was loud enough to make both males divert their attention towards you, and thankfully, the agent was able to catch on with your doing before he quickly ran towards you and grabbed your wrist to take you away from the site as the wooden boards and abandoned materials came crumbling down directly onto Jaws.

Rushing right back to the vehicle, you offered to drive as you deemed the male himself to be unfit for the driver’s seat (given the injuries he had sustained). As you peered through the rearview mirror, you could tell that Jaws was slowly making his way out from the crumble and would start charging towards you. Not wanting to allow him to do so, you stepped onto the accelerator and quickly sped away from there, not caring if you were going beyond the given limit.

After minutes of driving at full speed, you finally slowed down when you decided you had lost him far enough. Now, you can drive at your own pace while taking in everything that has happened throughout the night until that voice cuts you off from your train of thought.

“Geez, can you female agents not drive at an average speed? Where’s your sympathy for us sitting on the passenger seat?” He sulked.

“I think you owe me a “thank you” instead for what I did back there,” you replied bluntly.

The male could only respond with a smile before he took his hands off the handle and leaned back into his seat. “Actually, I think you might want to thank me instead.”

Right after he finished his sentence, he pulled out a little black USB containing the sole mission you were tasked with for the night.

The microfilm.

But now, it was in the wrong hands, and you needed to negotiate with the agent to find out how he knew precisely about this and who he was working for.

Composing yourself, you took a deep breath before politely asking the male, “What do I have to do to get my hands on the microfilm?”

“Huh, look at you, ready to pounce on me already? Did they not tell you to behave as an agent-”

“Cut off the wild thoughts. I’m only here from the microfilm, and that’s it.”

That was when the male began twirling the USB device on his fingers, giving you a little Yes-I’m-currently-thinking look, trying to rationalise with himself on what to do with you. “How about a glass of red wine while we gaze at the sunrise next morning?”

“What are you, a romanticist?” You growled back, feeling a little annoyed with the answer that he gave.

“Of course, darling. It’s one of the many reasons I always succeed at my job.”

“Clearly, those young ladies need to check their eyesight at the doctors.”

“Now, now…” he pouts before almost laying his hands to rest on your thigh but retracting when he saw that you were giving him the death stare as if you were about to ditch him out here right in the middle of nowhere if he ever had the guts to do so. “Hmph, you’re no fun.”

“What exactly do you want, Mr Agent.”

As you said those words, his flirtatious image began dying down, and he looked at you as if he were being drop-dead serious. You intrigued him, and he was now resting and leaning his arm on the winded-down car windows while he stared right into your soul.

“You’re not bad, Major Y/N. You definitely live up to all the expectations people label you as.”

So, he knew about your identity.

Instantly, you stepped on the break vigorously before pointing your loaded gun right into his face, forcing him to spit out whatever else he was hiding before anything else.

“Time is up. I’ve been patient enough to deal with your nonsense, but I’m done playing pretend. So you better tell me who exactly you are before I pull this damn trigger,” you threatened.

As he looked up and down from the gun to your face, he gently placed two of his fingers right on top of your gun before pushing it down gently so that he could lean in closer so that he was merely inches away from you now.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Major Y/N. The name is Agent 007, better known as Bond. James Bond. You will be coming with me instead, my princess.”

You couldn’t believe it when the general informed you that the Soviet agency would collaborate with British Intelligence. Right after that confrontation in the desert, Agent 007 took over the wheel and drove you both to a secluded area near an oasis, where he informed you that both generals from your respective agencies were already expecting your arrival.

As soon as you both met your superiors, Agent 007 wasted no time briefing the team about what he had found on the microfilm itself (apparently, he could examine it while you were speeding off from Jaws). Unfortunately, the crucial evidence from the film has been removed, and there isn’t much to go on with it.

That was until the infamous agent discovered a faded-off crest at the far end of the film. With Q’s help (the quartermaster of the M16), they could track down the source, which belonged to the famous scientist Karl Stromberg. However, his lab was located in Sardinia, which required a train and a boat ride to reach the island.

Luckily for you, you were pretty familiar with the place itself since you have spent much of your time there hunting down wanted criminals for the past decade, so you practically knew your way around the entire island.

However, it was also unlucky for you that both agencies decided that two brilliant minds like you two would prove to be worthy and crucial for the mission to succeed, causing them to make a pact, and they agreed that both agents would work together to fulfill the mission.

So here you are now, sitting in Agent 007’s car as he drives the both of you up to the highest mansion in Sardinia, making your way towards Mr Stromberg’s lab while posing as Agent 007’s wife.

Yes. Wife.

That idea irked you so much at the beginning, knowing that both of your first encounters with one another weren’t the best, and you certainly did not return the favour of him trying his best to woo and flirt with you. But you knew that taking on multiple identities was part of your job, and so was keeping your personal feelings and emotions out of the way while you were on duty.

With that, you decided to casually guide Agent 007 around the city, securely infiltrate Mr Stromberg’s lab, obtain the necessary information, and quickly leave the islands to return to headquarters.

It shouldn’t be that hard.

Right?

“Say, princess, tell me a little more about yourself.” Agent 007 broke the silence between you two, desperately trying his best to break down the solid wall of ice between you both since that first encounter in Cairo.

Yet, you had no interest in returning the favour and tried your best to turn him down. “I would suggest you drive safely instead. The rocky roads up to Mr Stromberg’s lab are pretty nasty if you’re not careful.”

“Oh, honey, don’t worry about me. I’ve driven pretty much every single vehicle or transport out there. I could take you up in my very own helicopter for a little ride after this whole mission is complete.”

“Don’t bother. I will cut ties with you after we secure the microfilm.”

“Shame. I thought we were getting closer now that we’re partners.”

As soon as you heard the word “partners,” you couldn’t help but feel a sudden wave of anger rise upon you. You began raising your voice to respond to the male while swiftly turning your entire body towards his direction as well.

“You’re insane for thinking that we could ever be partners. Clearly, you don’t prove yourself to be worthy as Agent Seryozha-”

That was when you instantly slapped a hand to cover your mouth, trying your best to calm yourself down as you readjusted your sitting position. You have no idea why on earth this man irks you so much, to the point that you’ve messed up and even brought your lover—well, ex-lover—into the picture.

Agent Seryozha unfortunately passed when he was on a mission in Austria, and a week later, the missing submarines happened, and you were sent off to Cairo. Hence, you barely had time to grieve over your actual partner in crime before you had to convince yourself and everyone else that you’re nowhere near as affected by the sudden news.

But your now bright red face proved otherwise, and Agent 007 was able to catch on pretty quickly to what happened, and he immediately handed you a napkin from his side pocket while his other hand was still on the wheel.

“W-What?” You sniffled.

“Take it, honey. Wipe off the teardrop dripping down your face. It doesn’t look good on you.”

That was when you realised you were crying, and you quickly snatched the napkin away from his hands before drying your eyes. Things went quiet for a while, but he decided that you probably needed some comfort after all that had happened over the past several weeks.

Without saying a word, he instantly intertwined his fingers with yours, holding them tight while giving you a little squeeze to let you know that everything would be alright and you were more than welcome to let out those tears if need be. At this point, you desperately needed this for so long, someone who wouldn’t judge you, and that time could slow down for a little bit. With that, you shut your eyes tightly while letting the remaining tears fall straight down onto your hand as well as his, all while you tightened the grip of your hands with his, too.

After a good minute or two, when you finally could calm down, you mustered up all of the courage left within you to give him a simple answer: “T-Thank you…”

“Call me Sangyeon instead; we’ve now made a pact that we’re partners in crime on our new mission together.”

Thankfully, both of you could easily infiltrate Mr Stromberg’s lab without being detected. Once you got out of the car, you immediately showcased your professionalism by taking on the role of Sangyeon’s wife and linking your arms around his. He introduced himself as Lee Sangyeon, a scientist who was also into marine biology like Mr Stromberg. He was eager to share his recent discoveries with the infamous man himself.

Mr Stromberg strictly requested that only a few people enter his lab one at a time, so you had no choice but to stay in the common area with his assistant while your “husband” went off to attend some business.

Before he left, he quickly turned his attention to you and pecked you on the cheeks, which caused them to heat up fairly quickly. Then he smiled and gave you a little wink.

“I’ll be back real soon, honey.”

As Sangyeon and Mr Stromberg entered the elevators and brought them down to his official lab, you sat on the couch and quickly placed your palm on your cheeks to feel the heat. Unfortunately, your actions did not go unnoticed; his assistant remarked on them, making you feel ten times worse.

“Seems like you both are a newlywed couple, huh?” She smirked.

“W-What! No! I-I mean…what makes you say that?” You tried your best to keep your composure.

“Oh, sweetheart, it’s how you both look at one another, especially your husband, as he came back to peck you on your cheeks. And look at you now, trying your best to reduce the redness and heat that’s rapidly rising,” she commented while moving her fist to cover her mouth as she giggled.

As much as you hated how she taunted you, you couldn’t deny every detail she had just pointed out in her speech. It was true, and you hated how Sangyeon was making you feel things and that you weren’t keeping your cool as usual.

You have made out with many men before this because of your mission, so a little peck on the cheeks would prove to be little to no concern for you. But it was different this time. It was the James Bond, his real name being Lee Sangyeon, who was actually making you feel this way, and you’re not sure what exactly your viewpoint on the man himself is anymore.

Not wanting to create more of a scene, you quietly looked down the entire time while playing with the hems of your dress, trying to calm yourself down and not having other unnecessary thoughts. Mentally, all you wanted was for Sangyeon to get the microfilm and get out of there quickly.

Perhaps this is something you have to discuss with Sangyeon about? You certainly can’t be going on like this forever; it would definitely be best if you both came clean and-

Wait. No. Absolutely not.

There’s no way the KGB's Major Y/N would be vulnerable to small matters like this. You have fought armies, destroyed nuclear weapons, and guided the Soviet army into war; there’s no way a little flirting or romance could crumble you like this.

Because that would be humiliating for you.

After what seemed like hours of waiting, Sangyeon finally returned. He immediately approached you, causing you to get up frantically from the couch before clearing your throat to get back into your supposed role.

“H-How was the discussion with Mr Stromberg, my love?”

“Oh, I assure you, honey, that everything went very well, and it’s time for us to move now.”

With that, you linked your arms with his before you bid farewell to the assistant as she showed the way out. Instantly, you both got into the vehicle and drove off from the lab, heading straight to the docks.

Again, it seems as if Sangyeon hasn’t had enough of the breaking-the-ice talks with you. He decided to keep the ball rolling and would constantly come up with something to discuss when all you wanted was peace and quiet.

Especially after what happened back at the lab.

“Honey, you’re still blushing,” he teased.

“Cut the crap, Sangyeon. We’re no longer in our role-plays.”

“Aww, and I thought we were both finally partners now? What’s with the foul mood once again?”

“Shut up and drive, I swear,” you huffed.

“Or else?”

“I will actually throw you right into the ocean right now.”

“Feisty. I love it.”

Oh, hell no, you were definitely frustrated, alright.

Just before you could make your following remark, a bullet instantly grazes through the vehicle, causing you both to turn your heads behind to see that you were now being chased by several vehicles, all of whom were part of Mr Stromberg’s bodyguards.

“Guess the infamous man himself isn’t so dull, after all,” Sangyeon commented before speeding up the vehicle. As he was about to reach for his revolver, which was hidden on the side of his seat, you immediately stopped him by grabbing his wrist.

“Don’t bother, just continue driving up ahead. I’ll keep them busy.”

With that, you instantly took out the gun that was hidden inside your purse and reloaded the weapon within seconds before you peered your head out from the windows and began shooting at the bodyguards.

It was fairly easy for you, being KGB’s best sniper, as you were able to hit all of the vital spots of the vehicles, causing each of them to lose control before either crashing right into the slope of the hill or into the ocean. However, it seemed as if the vehicles kept coming, for you were not coming any closer to knocking them out for good.

“It seems like Stromberg has way too many henchmen on patrol,” you commented before resuming your work.

At this point, Sangyeon has already driven you nearly half the distance to the docks, and you were coming far from eliminating all of them. Suddenly, things were about to get from bad to worse when a big truck came crashing into you, trying its best to damage your vehicle in hopes of attempting that the both of you would surrender. That was when the driver peered their head out from the windows and immediately aimed his gun towards you.

Jaws.

Sangyeon clearly saw what had unfolded, and he quickly swerved the vehicle to the left in hopes that the criminal would miss the shot (which he did) before pressing onto the accelerator once more to head as fast as he could to the docks. At the same time, the sound of a helicopter's thrum came flying in, and you both peered your heads up to see that it was the same assistant from before driving it.

“Agent 007 and Major L/N, I would highly advise you to hand over the microfilm and surrender quietly right now,” the assistant announced out loud through the radios before aiming her gun towards you both.

You both were stuck in a tight-knit situation: a car chase from Jaws and his men while Stromberg’s assistant was above the high ground. Now, there was nowhere to hide or run.

Or so you thought.

“Say, Y/N. Can you swim?” Sangyeon asked swiftly.

“W-What? What are you saying-”

Before you could respond, Sangyeon quickly pressed one of the many buttons on his steering wheel, causing his vehicle to launch a missile from the back towards Jaws and his men. The missile instantly hit the cars, and they all blew up within seconds before Sangyeon drove the vehicle straight into the ocean.

Once the vehicle came into contact with water, it seemingly transformed itself into a mini-like submarine, making it easy to navigate and drive through underneath the water.

“Well, it also seems that we should eliminate our unwanted guests, no?” Sangyeon questioned before pressing another button. He launched a missile that shot straight up out from the waters and right towards the helicopter, making it explode almost immediately.

Now that all enemies were gone, Sangyeon rolled his shoulders to relax the tension that he had gotten throughout the car chase before driving smoothly through the waters.

Throughout your time as an agent, you have witnessed and experienced crazy things, but nothing came close to what you had just seen with your very own eyes.

Grabbing onto the handle upon your seat, you turned to Sangyeon and let out a little huff before shaking your head. “You’re insane.”

“I know, sweetheart. That’s why people adore me.”

It has been about an hour since the both of you got back to your accommodations, and you were now just writing in your journal as a time to wind down for a little bit. Both you and Sangyeon had a little chat about the findings he had gotten through the microfilm, and talking to Mr Stromberg himself was that he had a hidden supertanker in the ocean called The Liparus and an underwater base named Atlantis. In order to proceed, both of you needed to wait for your next orders from both generals specifically to arrange a much more suitable transport and disguise to head over to the locations.

So here you were, relaxing with your journal while Sangyeon was busy taking a nice hot bath after all the chase from Stromberg’s henchmen hours ago. When you heard the water supply being turned off, the male stepped out of his bathrobe and took a towel to dry his hair as he approached you.

Once again, your cheek began burning red as you took in the sight before you—his hair dripping wet, his bare face as he just got out of the shower, and the slightly exposed chest from the bathrobe.

It’s illegal to look this good, Lee Sangyeon.

“Like what you see, princess?”

With that, you immediately snapped back into reality, clearly your throat, before ducking your head back to your journal. “In your face, you idiot.”

Just when you thought that returning to your journal would help you escape his torments and flirty comments, you suddenly felt the need to lift your head to see what was happening. You felt that someone had been eyeing you up close for a while now.

Turns out your instinct was true, and you could’ve sworn that you were about to explode anytime now due to the immense heat rising rapidly up to your head as Sangyeon had positioned himself entirely on top of you, both of his legs on either side of yours as he leans his head forward, making you lay back down on the couch.

“W-What on earth do you think you’re doing!” You screamed, covering your face with your journal before the man himself removed it.

“You have been acting strangely since this morning, Y/N. Care to share with me why exactly that is?”

“I-It’s none of your business!”

“Unfortunately, now that we’re no longer strangers but partners, I deserve to know every single detail about what’s going on in that little mind of yours,” he retorted while lifting his fingers to rub your nose, making your stomach feel even worse. “Tell me, princess. Pinky promise that we won’t keep any secrets from each other, no?”

“Jokes on you, we’re spies. We’ll always live a double life. You’ll never get to know about my secrets, ever.”

“Hmm, maybe I can make that happen.”

In the blink of an eye, he immediately leans down to kiss your lips directly, slowly increasing the pressure as he lowers his body to yours. You were too stunned to react and could only open your eyes to see the whole thing unfold before you. Within seconds, he pulled away before rubbing his thumb across his lips, savouring your taste on his.

“Hmm, mango lip balm huh? That’s my favourite kind of flavour,” he smirked.

Goddamn you, Lee Sangyeon.

“I swear you’re so-”

Before you could finish your sentence, a knock was heard from the front door, and Sangyeon immediately got up from you and headed towards the source of the sound. He then unlocked the door to see that a messenger had arrived to pass him a note.

As you squint your eyes to examine the letter from afar, you clearly see the stamp on it, and you know that it is time to cut off all of this nonsense and get back to work as soon as possible.

Sangyeon immediately returns to the living space and opens up to read the letter in his hands. Thanks to Q’s examination, it seemed that The Liparus and Atlantis were keeping something far more threatening, and it was up to you two to head there as quickly as you could before it was too late. The two of you were to board a US submarine that would be passing back to Sardinia early the next morning, with the general already informing the crew abroad about your presence.

“Alright, that seems plausible,” Sangyeon replied before burning the letter into the fireplace (it was what spies usually do after receiving a message about the next mission or crucial evidence anyway).

As you took on the next mission, you stood up before heading back towards your room to pack up for the trip before Sangyeon stopped you in your tracks by posing a question.

“That nightgown sure does look pretty on you.”

You figured you were done trying to escape his comments, so you took a deep breath and tried your best to respond properly. “Yeah, I got it in Austria a few weeks prior. It’s such a beautiful place.”

“Indeed. I miss travelling there; I’ll have to head back there soon.”

“Oh? So you have been to Austria? When was your last trip?” You asked.

“Two weeks ago.”

Just then, that comment suddenly rang a bell in your head. Sangyeon was there two weeks ago, just like you did, but both knew very little about the other. But what if…there was a possibility that he knew about your ex-lover? You were all spies; surely you must’ve known about one another, even in an auditory manner.

Instantly, you marched towards Sangyeon, pulling up a picture of your ex-lover and shovelling it into his face. You desperately wanted to find answers and a conclusion to the case. “Do you recognise this man?”

It took Sangyeon a while to look at him before he stepped away and started pacing around the room. “No, what makes you say that?”

“He was Agent Seryozha, my lover,” you bluntly replied.

After a few moments of what seemed like Sangyeon trying to find the right words to respond to your comment, he placed both hands on his hips and slowly walked towards you.

“Hear this out, Y/N. If you’re out trying to enjoy your little break and someone comes up behind you in an attempt to murder you, you don’t always have the time to remember who the individual may look like. In other words, agents like us must always be prepared to give up our lives in the line of duty. If I knew that, then so did he.”

With one final step in front of you, he stares down at your face before he humbly whispers to you with a “Yes, I did kill him”.

Your facial expression immediately sank and tightened. Both hands balled up into fists, resisting the urge to lose your cool for the millionth time before him. Instead, you calmly tip-toed up to bring his neck down with your hands as you leaned into his ear.

“Well then, thanks for finally putting a closure to this case. So when this mission is finally over, I will kill you with my own bare hands.”

Once you had made your point, you immediately shoved him away and stomped towards your room, slamming the door shut loudly before leaning against it. Taking a deep breath, you just wished this nightmare would end soon.

Just when things finally looked good for us, Sangyeon.

You knew from the back of your mind that kiss meant something, or at least you thought it was. Sure, he was a womaniser, but the Sangyeon you knew wouldn’t go around kissing random women like that. As much as you wanted to ask him about it, you had your ego and pride to keep, not wanting to show that he was winning the little game that he was playing. Hence, you kept your mouth shut and spared little to no glance at the man since the day before, even as you were slowly let down into the submarine sent by both of the generals for you to board to head to Stromberg’s The Liparus to find out what exactly he was hiding truly.

The commander was surprised to see a woman like you on board, but Sangyeon jumped into your defence, and you were immediately let loose, given that they were now aware you were the Major L/N of KGB. After some time of meticulous planning of how everyone would proceed, the alarm started going off immediately, sending everyone on the submarine into a frenzy.

It wasn’t long before you and Sangyeon realised that the tanker had captured the submarine, the vehicle slowly rising from the waters to the docks. Immediately, Sangyeon nudged your shoulders and quietly said that the missing submarines had been found, each hanging up on both sides of the docks.

Now, you have plenty of evidence that Stromberg was the man behind the disappearance of the submarines and the illegal distribution of microfilms.

But the question of why Stromberg did it still remains a mystery.

Why?

“All crew members of the USS Wayne, surrender yourselves immediately with your hands behind your back right this second,” one of the commanders announced out loud from the speakers.

This was when you knew it was time to put your feelings aside and that working with Sangyeon for now was best. You both needed to devise a plan to release the two submarines and save the crew simultaneously. Time was ticking as you were now being escorted out of the submarine to the docks, but Sangyeon managed to take off his cap and place it right on your head, pushing it down to ensure it was intact.

“Stay close to me; I’ll keep you safe from Stromberg’s men.”

You didn’t give him a proper response but managed to walk right in front of him as you exited the submarine, lining up with the crew as Stromberg’s men carefully examined every single one of you. They pulled out batons and immediately started landing a few blows directly onto the crew members as if to torture and humiliate them.

Your blood was boiling, and you couldn’t wait to take these men down with your bare hands. You have done it countless times, taking out an entire army alone; it was easy for you. However, Sangyeon notices that you are about to jump right onto the men and perform a takedown; he snakes his hand to intertwine with yours from behind, putting a slight pressure to tell you this wouldn’t be a good idea for now.

The only thing was: were you going to take up his advice?

As one of the men stood before you, he looked suspiciously at you, examining you from top to bottom before commenting on your body: “You look far too slim and weak to be in the navy, youngster.” Just then, he took his baton to lift your cap, causing all of your long, brown, wavy hair to fall straight down to your shoulders, and his eyes widened upon the sight.

Within seconds, you quickly landed a strong punch into his abdomen before running to do the same to the other men, instantly knocking them out cold. All of the other henchmen on duty on higher grounds quickly started aiming their snipers towards you, shooting recklessly in hopes of one of the bullets hitting you eventually. Little did they know that you are the best sniper in KGB, so obviously, reading and sensing where the bullets were coming from was a breeze in the park.

When you have taken down all of the men at the docks, a shadowy figure emerges upon you, yanking both your arms behind your back, leaving you no room for escape. Suddenly, you felt that familiar breath hit the back of your neck, and you slowly turned behind to look at the familiar figure.

“Jaws.”

“My my! What a sight that was!” Another shadow emerges on the top of the deck, accompanied by a hand-clapping sound that the individual was producing. It was the infamous man himself. “I’ve always wanted to see the infamous Major L/N in action with my own eyes.”

This can’t be good.

“Now, it’s very brave of a woman like you to board my tanker, but I think you’ll be far more useful if you quietly come with me. I could definitely use some help in my office.” He steps in front of you and takes a strand of your hair before he starts twirling it around his finger. As much as you want to retaliate and land a blow into his face to break his jaw, you are stuck and unable to move even in the slightest.

Jaws indeed was an exceptional human being.

“Hate to be the party pooper, but I’m sure I could be of better use to you than she will be, Mr Stromberg,” Sangyeon cuts in as he slowly makes his way towards you both, aiming his revolver right at the mastermind himself.

Mentally, you were sending him death stares, thinking that he was out of his mind to aim his gun at Stromberg when dozens of snipers were already aiming right at him from above. Instead of putting up another joke to ease the situation (which he usually did to tease you), he glared right into your eyes, signalling a code only high-ranking agents like you could understand from the get-go.

Don’t miss my signal, and do it right away.

With a gulp, you carefully examined his body movements and speech, studying his demeanour to explore the opening that would let you know that you could finally retaliate and defeat the criminals themselves.

“Ah, Mr Bond. Your disguise as Dr. Lee the other day certainly did not go unnoticed. I assure you that my men are far more ready to deal with whatever tricks you are about to pull,” Stromberg responded confidently.

“Now, that makes me so happy to hear you have been expecting my arrival. But I must first and foremost deeply apologise, for I probably would not be meeting your expectations.”

That sent a confused look in Stromberg’s eyes, and it was then Sangyeon pointed his gun up and fired a shot, causing the entire electricity to go off in the tanker, making all of the henchmen panic and lose their cool.

Now that it was dark, you had a bigger advantage of taking down the criminals, starting with Jaws. You lifted your legs to land a solid kick up on his thighs, causing him to yelp in pain as he released you from his grip. You quickly climbed up to Jaws and gave him a headlock, knocking him out temporarily so that you had time to deal with the other henchmen for now.

Before you could even make your way up, you noticed Sangyeon’s absence and began hearing multiple men grunting on the upper docks. This gave you more than enough hints that your partner was up there dealing with the mess.

Instead, you decided to follow and hunt down Stromberg, following his faint shadows as he disappeared into the bottom deck. Many obstacles were in the way, such as laser fields and sleeping gas. Still, thanks to your flexibility and agility, you avoided each one, narrowing the distance between you and the mastermind.

Eventually, you reached the control room, where the man stood before the panel, his hands inches away from pushing down on a huge red button.

Aiming the gun right at him, you weren’t going to waste any more time and let him run loose again, and you were finally going to get him to spill all of the motives and deeds he had done up till this point.

“You want to know why I stole the two submarines in the first place, sweetheart? I am going to use the missiles in both submarines to destroy Moscow and New York City and create a whole new underwater world where people could reside.”

“You’re just going to trigger a global nuclear war.”

“And what about it? As long as I have the Atlantis, it’ll all be possible!” He screamed, inches away from pushing the button down any second now. “So say your last prayers to these beloved cities, and join us to start a new civilisation underwater!”

No, you don’t.

Without a thought to spare, you instantly aimed and pulled the trigger at his wrist, the bullet penetrating right through the skin and causing him to pull back as he yelped in pain. You weren’t going to let him live just like that, and you were more than ready to throw the man right into the cold, rising ocean water that was now slowly filling up the tanker.

Right when you were just about to do the deed, someone grabbed your wrist and held you back. It was Sangyeon. “Women like you shouldn’t get your hands dirty; let me do the honours.” With one swift push, he was immediately thrown into the waters, trying to survive the best that he could until the water completely engulfed him.

Sangyeon then turned his head back and walked straight to the panel, typing in a few things that you could barely make out yourself. This made you squint your eyes and try your best to read his fingers on the letters he was typing.

“Don’t do that; it doesn’t look pretty on your face.”

“Mind your own business; what exactly are you doing now?”

“Honey, I’m trying my best to contact the respective submarines to pull back and not fire the missiles, but it turns out that it’s not really plausible since the missiles are already loaded and ready to go.”

“So, what do you plan to do now?”

“Well, there’s only one option left. And that is to make both submarines destroy one another.”

Destroy one another? You have got to be joking. Your mission was to find out the locations of both missing submarines to ensure your respective agencies were safe and sound. So why destroy them now?

“Because that’s the only way to prevent a war from happening, sweetheart. It’s now or never,” Sangyeon made his point loud and clear, and he would not take no as an option. Reluctantly, you finally accepted his decision and gave him a nod, allowing him to proceed with what he was doing.

That was until Jaws interrupted you both once again, this time holding a broken piece of cement from the flood on the upper floors. He quickly aimed and hit you with it, but you dodged it swiftly. It seemed like he wouldn’t go down without a fight, and you certainly couldn’t let him distract Sangyeon while he was trying his best to send coordinates to both submarine commanders.

Then, you noticed an opening where a wired fence had broken apart, leaving a hole that someone could easily fall into if they weren’t careful. Then you decided to take the chance, moving slowly towards that spot while still dodging Jaws’ attacks.

Slowly but surely, you finally began to see an opening, and you immediately moved out of the way, causing Jaws to run right towards the edge of the opening. He started to lose his balance before finally falling straight into Stromberg’s shark tank, which he kept handy while running his illegal business.

After ensuring that Jaws was busy with the shark in the tank, you quickly ran back to Sangyeon, who was now staring intently at the screen with his arms crossed. With that, you clearly got the message that he had successfully sent the respective coordinates and was now waiting for both submarines to launch the missile against one another instead.

“How much longer?” You asked the male.

“Hmm, I’d say in T minus…10 seconds.”

“W-What? 10 seconds? Then-”

“Yes, sweetheart. It’s time to get the hell out of here.”

Immediately, Sangyeon quickly grabbed your wrist and pulled you away. He returned to the docks and found the nearest exit before jumping straight into the escape pod. Sangyeon wasted no time navigating and getting the thing to work as you both quickly got the hell out of the tanker that was about to sink.

Apparently, he could also free the other crew members beforehand while you were busy chasing down Stromberg and had them returned to their submarine. With his signal, the commander on board was to shoot down both The Liparus and Atlantis. In order to do that, both of you needed to get far away enough to make it happen.

After navigating through the open waters for about ten minutes, Sangyeon sent the commander a set of coordinates via the mini-control panel on the side of the escape pod. Two missiles were then launched immediately, shooting down both Stromberg’s hideouts.

It all happened so quickly. Now that both submarines were destroyed, and so was Stromberg’s valued tanker and hideout, the mission was finally accomplished.

Or was it?

Instantly, you pulled out a revolver from your holster and pushed it right towards Sangyeon’s skull. You have always kept true to your promise, after all.

“What is this all about, princess?”

“Like I’ve said before. Once the mission is over, and so will we, I will kill you for what you have done to my past lover.”

Sangyeon immediately shut his eyes and took a deep breath. “Sweetheart, you clearly said that it was your past lover. Would killing me do any good or bring him back to life?”

You hated how much his words stung your heart. You were too blinded by rage and revenge to determine right and wrong. Since the beginning, Sangyeon has always been there and kept you safe while completing the mission. Sure, he was a womaniser and could be a pain in the ass sometimes, but he always kept his word, no matter what he did.

If it wasn’t for him, you weren’t sure you could complete this whole mission alone. Yet, you couldn’t bring it out from your mouth to actually acknowledge his presence in your life and how he was somehow able to give you a sense of comfort throughout the past couple of weeks as you mourned over the death of your ex-partner.

Your grip on the revolver loosened, and Sangyeon made a move to grab hold of your wrist and slowly pull it down. It was evident by now that your tears began flowing again, and he reached out to brush them off with his thumbs before lifting your chin with his fingers to make you look straight into his eyes.

“You have done so well, Major Y/N. I couldn’t be more proud of you as a partner.”

“P-Partner?” You sniffled.

Instantly, his eyes brightened, and he leaned in close to you. “Unless you would like to proceed further than that?”

Not wanting to lose the fight, you placed both hands behind his neck, pulling him in closer to you so that both lips were now inches apart. “Don’t be stupid.”

You had no idea what made you return the favour this time when you have been actively rejecting his comfort and touch for so long. Perhaps it was because you have finally decided to accept reality and move on with life; you didn’t even know much about yourself. But you needed one thing so badly: to feel his lips on yours again.

You couldn’t enjoy it much during your first time with him (well, it was his fault for teasing you and thinking that it would be a good idea somehow to manipulate your thoughts and emotions in a bathrobe). Still, he also wore a cologne that smelled way too good for him, one that would lure you in if you weren’t careful enough.

His lips, god. Never in a million years would his nasty mouth actually hold such plump and flavourful lips, and he definitely knew his way around kissing a woman. He knew the right pace, movement and pressure to please someone, and he was also wearing a mango-flavoured lip balm, very similar to the one you would often wear yourself.

When you both finally broke apart for some air, Sangyeon gave you a grin, and you returned the favour with a slap on his shoulders, knowing that he was going to say something about you.

“So you finally admitted your feelings for me, princess? It took you long enough to do so,” he teased.

You knew all along that your feelings for Sangyeon weren’t normal. It definitely did seem like Sangyeon was an escape for you to get over your ex, but eventually, it blossomed into something more, and you fell for his charms. At this point, you knew there was no longer a way to hide your feelings, and it was time to face reality the way it is.

“You could’ve just told me you wanted me this badly, Y/N,” he continued.

“I’m still going to kill you someday, Sangyeon. Don’t get all cocky,” you deadpanned.

However, the male wasn’t affected in the slightest, and he leans back down to reconnect your lips with his once more.

“Tempting, and I’ll very much look forward to the day when it happens.”

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midnightfantasiez · 6 months

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A Gift For You | Lee Sangyeon

SUMMARY: your boyfriend Sangyeon has always treated you so well since you both began your relationship six months prior. it was about time that you returned him the favour by giving him a gift that he would never forget.

PAIRING: inexperienced sub! Sangyeon x dom f!reader

GENRE: smut (18+ MDNI!!)

WARNINGS: kissing, making out, blowjob, fondling with male genitals, squirting, cum tasting, oral & fingering (m!receiving), anal fingering (m!receiving), p in v sex, unprotected sex, couch sex, hickeys (m!receiving)

WORD COUNT: 1,520

A/N: it's the loml birthday today, hence here is my contribution/gift to him 😚❤️ i wrote this in a rush (bcs i ran out of time & used up all my brain juices for his other birthday fic i wrote on my main blog 😭) so i apologise if this isn't the best 🤧 shoutout to my love @daisyvisions for constantly fuelling my Sangyeon brainrot and giving me ✨ideas✨🥴

You have been with your boyfriend for the past six months, and he has done nothing but constantly put a smile on your face daily.

He was the heartthrob of the campus, and you could see why. He was at the top of his grades, part of multiple clubs and even led in many of them, and he would always be there to give a helping hand to all students and lecturers alike.

It was a shocker when he took a liking towards you, for you would’ve considered yourself one of the girls who would venture out every night to go for a drink, and you weren’t exactly good at studying either. But there was something that the both of you had in common—music.

It has been on your wishlist for the longest time, and you have always promised yourself that you would get back to your love for music once you got into university, especially when you had no music club back in the high school you were enrolled in.

You specialised in the vocals and played a few musical instruments as well. It was when you were selected to be part of the main vocalists' lineup for a show that the club was hosting for the summer, and it just so happened that you were paired with Sangyeon. From the very beginning, he had taken the initiative to break the ice and make you feel comfortable. Both of your vocals paired well with one another, and eventually, the little friendship you’ve both had slowly blossomed into something more.

Today marked the sixth month that you both have been a couple, and you wanted to give something back to your boyfriend after all that he has done for you.

And it would be something that he was nowhere near prepared for.

“Sangyeon-ie?”

“Hmm?” He hummed as he continued stroking your hair gently while you leaned onto his shoulder, watching the Netflix show that was projected on the television screen.

“Should we… you know. Do something else?”

He chuckled. “Why? Is the show not doing much for you?”

“Is it bad if I said no?”

“Not at all, babe. What do you want to do then?”

“Well, you have always given me so much and treated me like a princess. Don’t you think my prince charming deserves some love from his princess too?”

That got his full attention as he turned his face to look straight in your direction. “Wow. What am I getting, then? A present?”

“Something much better than a present.”

Slowly, you leaned forward to press your lips against his. It was soft yet warm, and you always craved for his lips—every single time, you would feel as if you had ascended to heaven, even though you’d kissed him for the nth time by now.

Sangyeon accepted your touch and adjusted himself so that he could tilt his head for you to gain more access to his lips. You slowly moved your hands from his chest to his neck to cup his face. Slowly caressing his face, you inserted your tongue into his mouth, and naturally, he did the same while moving his hands to rest against your waist.

Now that you have gotten him occupied, you slowly moved your other free hand down to his pants, gently rubbing his member. Sangyeon gasped at the contact, for you have never done such a thing before. Just as he was about to pull away, you grabbed his neck, only to pull him back to you.

“Baby, you trust me, don’t you?”

You reconnected your lips with him, and this time you would snake your hands into his pants, rubbing the tip of his member. You could feel his member tense with your cold touch, and this only excited you more. You pulled your hands back out only to drag his pants and underwear down, pulling out his cock and exposing it. You then moved down and knelt on the ground before positioning yourself right in between his thighs. You were gently rubbing the tip before taking it fully into your mouth.

“O-oh my god… Y/N… w-what are you doing…” It was clear that your boyfriend was having a battle of his own, trying to make sense of reality while he tried to calm himself down.

You were constantly sucking his cock, before you stopped for a moment to respond to him.

“This my love, is called a blowjob.”

You reconnected his member into your mouth as you began fondling with his balls, giving them a little squeeze which earned you a groan from your boyfriend. Sangyeon tilted his head back onto the couch, both hands gripping the sofa as he tried his best to calm his fast breathing down.

It was then he was about to reach his high, he naturally began convulsing and pushing his cock deeper within your throat, squirting all of his cum all over your mouth. The look of horror was plastered all across his face as he began propping himself up and apologised to you profusely.

“Oh my god! Y/N! What have I done, I’m so sorry—”

Just then, you lifted your head to look at him, wiping off the excess dripping from the corners of your mouth before you leaned in to reconnect your lips with his.

“Oh, baby. We’re just getting started.”

Almost immediately, you quickly removed his top and threw them off. This time, you moved your hands back down and stopped right at the entrance of his asshole. You slowly pushed a finger in, and Sangyeon yelped at that move. You gave him a few seconds to adjust before you started fingering him while moving down to suck his nipples.

“F-fuck… Y/N… Y/N… aaaahh…”

“Tell me, baby. What do you want?”

“I-I…”

“Yes, baby?”

“W-want more… inside…”

With that, you inserted another finger up into his anus, fingering him gently as you kept your gaze towards his beautiful face.

It was new to see your boyfriend like this, and you were beyond proud of yourself for taking this route to please him. It was how innocent he was and his constant sweet moans of your name the entire time. You wanted to pleasure him more.

As your lips slowly moved down to lick his abs (god, were they hard as fuck), you started moving yourself to sit right on top of his thighs, removing your top as well and pulling your underwear to the side before you aligned his tip to your entrance and slowly moved down as his huge cock slowly inserted into you.

Sangyeon started to whimper from that alone, and you took a few seconds to adjust before you began to bounce on him. He closed his eyes throughout the whole session, and his constant moans echoed throughout the room. Sangyone bit his lower lip, and he hissed when you started to pick up your pace, grinding on him ever faster.

“Aahh—Y/n—”

You quickly grabbed both of his hands and placed them onto your breasts, guiding them so that he would give you a gentle squeeze before he shot up from the couch to connect his lips towards your nipples, circling them and eventually sucking them.

“That’s it, baby. You’re doing so well for me.” You constantly praised him in between your moans, and it was now that your boyfriend was fully cast under your spell, not rejecting or being unsure of your touch anymore. You could tell how he had been wanting more as he began to thrust up into you, so you weren’t the only one doing the job now.

Sangyeon began to feel that he was coming soon, but he wasn’t sure if it would be alright for him to release his cum all over again. For one, he was inside you now. Second of all, he thinks that it is a little unfair that he is going to come twice when you haven’t even had your first orgasm. There was a slight hesitation in his voice before he eventually mustered up the courage to ask you.

“Y/N… babe… I-I don’t think I am going to last…”

“That’s fine, baby. Just do it.”

“W-where can I—”

It was then his cock finally hit the spot within you that got you crying out, and you finally felt the knot in your stomach, indicating that you were about to come anytime soon as well. You gripped onto his hair before screaming out loud.

“Inside! Sangyeon! Finish inside of me!!”

Within seconds, both of you came at the same time, and both of your juices were now dripping down the couch. As you came down from your high, you immediately began placing kisses all over his body, sucking it a little bit harder near the crook of his neck with the thoughts of leaving behind a hickey.

As you got off and he placed his fingers over where you just left a mark, you smirked before whispering in his ears.

“This is proof that we have finally done the deed, and there will be so much more to come, baby.”

A/N: i need people to know that sub!Sangyeon can also be hot 🥴

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t3kandson · 2 years

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Finest Creation

Wordcount; 1,780

Fandom; The Boyz

Pairing; Reader X Sohn Eric & Reader X Kim Younghoon

Characters; Sohn Eric, Kim Younghoon, Lee Sangyeon, Lee Juyeon, Lee Hyunjae, Kim Sunwoo, Moon Kevin, Bae Jacob, Choi Chanhee, Ji Changmin & Ju Haknyeon

Warning; angst, smut, mention but not descriptive Sex, Degrading terms, Murder, Blood, Blood Sucking, Fire and Graves.

Notes; chapter 10/14 of Part Three

Earlier Chapter & Parts found here.

You ran from them all, it was too much, they was a constant memory of Y/N and you needed to run as far away as you could. You knew what Younghoon said was true, Y/N had wasted her sacrifice on you. You was worthless, sobs threatened to break you, but you let it chase you as you ran. Sheltering in the day light and running during night had become thirsty work. You couldn’t find any vampire who even knew what blood capsules was, let alone had any. Your throat burned, flashbacks of your death flooded you, the pain in your stomach piercing, that you was sure you was dying. You realised you needed to drink blood to survive. You knew you would kill them so you looked around for someone that deserved death.

It didn’t take long before you found what you looked for, some heavy tattoo lass, plunging her fag into the body of a younger male. Her body laughing at his whimpers. “What’s up? do you want me to do it again you weak and Feeble man?” she mocked as she took a knife and plunged it into his chest, laughing as he struggled for breath. You rushed towards her in anger at her evilness and sunk your teeth into her throat, the blend of liquorice hitting you. You began to go Feral, you had been on capsules for so long.

The buzz from the high wasted no time crashing in to you, your head going fuzzy and everything looking white. You dropped her and fell to the floor on top of her thrashing from your fix.

When you woke you was In a darkened hut, your body smelling burnt. You glanced at your clothes, they had melted, sticking to your skin, you could smell you had burned. “No thank you?” you heard a chuckle from the side of the small dark room. “Who’s there?” you whispered. When the Flick of her lighter pressed revealing herself, it was the Girl you had suckled on, you could see she was a vampire. You placed your hand on your head feeling dazed and confused, you fed from her, how was she here? and looking healthy despite being just a few hours old? She hadn’t suckled any blood from you so how had she been turned? “Though maybe I should be thanking you,” she scoffed, “daddy,” she teased winking as she straddled you. You gulped under her as she leaned her body down on yours, your member being traitorous.

“Mmmmm Daddy’s excited, see who’s he awoke,” she said taking your hands to touch your growing arousal. She held your hand pressing down on your bulge, her mouth hovering near your neck with her fangs. She dragged them down your neck as you felt the blood drip down where her fangs had sliced you. She winked seductively at you as she licked the blood up. “Mmmmmmm you have a sweet taste,” she said as she bit into your neck briefly. “Mmmmmmm you taste fruity like a summer punch,” she said licking her lips. She licked the blood from your dripping neck with her tongue and slowly wiped it along your lips, “taste it yourself daddy,” she said digging her core against you. As if she controlled your body your mouth let her tongue invade.

You woke with her naked body draped over you. she looked wicked even in her sleep and you threw your head to the floor, you let her have sex with you. Your stomach screaming in pain, you felt like you had cheated on Y/N. You found your clothes and emerged to the cool breeze outside, taking comfort from the fresh air.

It wasn’t long before she was there in-front of you, still naked as you glanced around to see if their was any one about. “Hey your naked,” you scoffed pushing her back to the hut you had sheltered from the sunlight in. “And?” she giggled like some sort of school girl. “And people will see you,” you said pushing her into the shed once more. “Ok daddy,” she pouted seductively as she reluctantly remained in the darkened hut. “Will you stop calling me that,” you scoffed leaning against the door. She emerged minutes later fully dressed, “well you created me,” she said pressing her finger to your mouth and pressed it to her neck. You rolled your eyes soon realising you was left with a trouble maker newborn vampire that somehow you managed to create.

After all the girls you could have turned, it had to be someone like her, a murderous crazy person.

“What’s your name anyway?” you asked, “it’s Kwan, but you can call me your slutty princess,” she winked. “Really?” you scoffed rolling your eyes, “I won’t be calling you that,” you added.

Taming her was hard work, while you somehow created loads of vampires unintentionally as if they didn’t need your blood for their creation. Kwan took pleasure in her prey, toying with them watching their fear before taking their life. She reminded you a little like Juyeon, earning your fist to ball.

“So who’s this Y/N you cry about in your sleep?” she asked when you woke up from your slumber. Your body froze hearing her say her name. “She’s just someone I know,” you replied putting your clothes back on but she straddled you, “did you love her?” she pouted, “do you still love her?” she asked. “I don’t like being jealous so you need to get her name out of your pretty little mouth,” she said pressing her lips hard to yours.

You made sure to not fall asleep before her, so she couldn’t hear your dreams or cry’s. But she occasionally would mock you, telling you she knew. “Y/N don’t leave me,”, “Y/N I love you,” she would say screwing her face up and taking her anger out on her next victim. Her constant jealousy burning through got to you. when she mocked her when you woke one evening, and in bitterness, because you avoided her advanced told you, “it was good Y/N was dead, or I would had fun slicing her face,” Her words of evil against your Y/N was enough to have you run as soon as she dug her teeth into that evenings meal, Never to be seen again.

But she was here in the flesh, standing with what looked like her own army, you gulped. If one Kwan was bad, hundreds of her on blood control wasn’t a good sign. “Hi daddy,” she said suggestively, your body refusing to move from her eyes. “Missed me,” she said moving closer. “Oh look, looks like daddy got his family back,” she mocked. “Who is she?” Younghoon whispered, her head snapping to him, “Oh me, I’m Eric’s finest creation ain’t,” you cut her off before she finished her sentence, “don’t call me that,” you seethed. “What’s up daddy? not pleased to see his slutty princess?” she pouted.

“What do you want?” Kevin asked breaking her thoughts, “ooooh who this,” she said tilting her head to look at him, before giggling excitedly. “Oh this is brilliant and they don’t even know, but I do, I smell it,” she said as Kevin’s chest fell. “What do you want Kwan,” you spluttered out. “Well I heard you had a army of your own and well you know how I get jealous and that. I’m your special girl so I took them all out but,” she said kneeling to the floor, her eyes shooting to the Grave stones not far from her. “I heard a little whisper in the sky,” she said changing her direction, your throat tightening as she walked towards Y/N and Dalrae’s graves.

“That your planning to bring the powerful Y/N back,” she stroked her fingers along Y/N’s grave stone. “Oh but wait daddy, I got something to show you first,” she opened her palm to flames appearing. “Cool right,” she said, Kevin’s silence unnerving you. “The things I can do,” she said tossing the flames into the air catching and then throwing it, hitting some of your vampires. Their shrills hitting the air as some panicked and ran toward the building. “Oh no, don’t go, we’re having so much fun,” she said twirling her fingers in the air creating a twister and sending in around you, right into those that ran, tossing them into the air, the whimpers and Shrills hitting your ears.

Younghoon’s grips on Hayoon tightened, you stood in front of her to remove her view and offer some sort of protection, Y/N had sent her here, the least you could do was protect her. “Oh, no one else wants to play no?” Kwan said looking fed up. She locked eyes with yours widening them in playful glee, “you left me alone to fend for myself, your very mean,” she whined with a fake innocent tone. “Looks like I have to punish you,” she said winking, “Kwan let’s leave all these alone and go and talk if it’s me,” she cut you off, laughter hitting the air and echoing. “You think I came here for you,” she said leaning over Y/N’s gravestone. “No, I know what your planning,” she said winking her eyes. “And you know what I’d say I do if she was alive,” she growled. “Well here’s my final gift to you,” she giggled and created one final ball of fire, picking it up and slammed it down on top of Y/N’s grave. “Now,” she screamed as her army charged towards you.

You looked to Kevin he seemed frozen to the spot, looking vulnerable. But he grabbed your hand, locking his fingers through yours and threw them to the floor. His head snapping back as words left you, eyes widened, before you could speak, your head snapped back and you followed the process. A shield covering you and the building from your own hands as you and Kevin created magic.

When the shield was up, Younghoon was at the edge of the shield watching Y/N’s grave’s burning, tears streaming down his eyes. Kevin was weakly on the floor, Jacob tending to him. Sunwoo helped you up as you walked towards the shield, Kwan on the other side. “Oh clever, realised it was time to show them who you really are,” she said locking eyes with Kevin. You all looked and gasped at him, “What’s she on about,” you scoffed. “He’s a hybrid like me and like Y/N, the witch line comes from him,” she giggled. You almost fell backwards, “wait what?” you gasp. “Oh it gets better,” she claps her hands in excitement, “Y/Ns my granddaughter,” Kevin spluttered before Kwan could finish her sentence

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pandabunfics · 3 years

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I Followed the Plan

Disclaimer: This is FICTION, so everything written is a work of fiction and not real, everything in this does not reflect on him as a person in real life.

Sangyeon x Male Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,068

Requested by: @taehyungkim4

Life with Sangyeon has been an interesting one, working alongside him through a project was just the beginning, now the both of you have been in a steady relationship, a non platonic relationship, for almost 8 months. Naturally however, Korean society and Korean people generally don’t accept most homosexual relationships, not to mention with their idol, as much as I love Sangyeon, although I’m yet to tell him that out loud, it’s hard being very secretive, it’s not something I’m used to.

You stand in the kitchen doing the dishes, you always used doing the dishes as an opportunity to escape from the group that is Sangyeon and his members.

“BABE!” Sangyeon shouts from the kitchen doorway.

“Yeah...yeah what?”

“You weren’t answering me, something the matter?”

“Um, no nothing.”

“Are you sure?”

“No….we’ve been together for a while now, it’s dawning on me how hard it is to be so secretive about all this. It’s taking a slight toll on me.”

Sangyeon walks up behind you, turning you around by the waist, you lean back against the sink, “Is there anything I can do? Anything at all to make this better?” Sangyeon wraps his arms around your waist pulling you into a little hug, giving you a little pout to add.

“Being in an out in the open relationship isn’t an option, so maybe a date?”

“A date? Where were you thinking?”

“Busan? I’ve heard a few idols have gone there for dates.”

“Umm…Sure.” Sangyeon hesitates.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“No, I want to, I want to be able to give you that kind of out in the open relationship, or at least as much as I can.”

“Thank you Sanggie.” Sangyeon leans closer giving you a quick kiss, after a moment he grabs a glass of water before returning to the living room with his members.

You return to doing the dishes and begin wondering, 'I hope this date is enough for me, maybe dating an idol is as hard as I was told, maybe I’m in over my head…..just maybe.'

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Walking quickly alongside Sangyeon you both hurry through the train station, “Come on.” Sangyeon gestures towards his left, “This way.” Sangyeon says, you nod in response, following Sangyeon you both get on the train packed with people.

Throughout the train ride you look towards Sangyeon a few times, he’s completely bundled up, even wearing sunglasses and a mask, as are you, ‘I wonder if anyone will catch us, it feels like we’re criminals.’ You think to yourself.

Eventually you reach your stop, it’s almost 8pm, the amount of people about now is growing less as you walk through streets, “Where are we going?” You ask Sangyeon.

“Somewhere kind of private.”

“How private?”

“Very.”

“Okay.” Sangyeon stops walking almost as soon as you answered, you look up to see a restaurant sign, “Private.” You say to yourself.

“It was either this or a clearing I found, but I thought you’d take that the wrong way, so I chose this place instead.” Sangyeon grabs your hands pulling you into the restaurant, as you enter the realisation sets in, it’s almost empty and the few people who are here, seem to be all the same sex, might be coincidence.

“Table for two?” The waitress asks, “Yes.” Sangyeon replies.

The waitress gestures for us to follow, she shows us our table and we take a seat at the table as she walks away.

This place is cool but something seems wrong, like it seems almost too good to be true or, something bad is- something is just not right.

“You seem quiet, is something wrong?” Sangyeon pats your hand bringing your attention back to the room.

You try and shake off your feeling, “No, it’s all good, thank you for bringing me here, this place seems...nice.”

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After eating and sitting at the table and talking for a little bit with a couple of drinks, Sangyeon begins getting a little touchy, “Sangyeon I think you’re a little tipsy.”

“I’m not tipsy, I just want to be affectionate with you.”

You smile to yourself and stand up from the table, “Let’s get home.”

“Oh alright.”

You grab Sangyeon’s hand and lead him to the entrance, you pay for the food and take his hand again as you walk out with him.

When you are on the street Sangyeon stays by your side, suddenly your get pulled into a small alcove by the restaurant, “Sangyeon what are you doing?”

“What? No one’s watching, it’s almost 9:30pm, there’s very few people out here and I want to give you your out in the open relationship.” He immediately finishes his sentence by kissing you, he puts his hand on the back of your neck, his other hand wrapped around your waist, you don’t put up a fight, you just allow yourself to melt into the kiss.

After some time, very suddenly, Sangyeon pulls back, “What? Sangyeon? What’s wrong?” You shake him a little hoping to get a response, “SANGYEON!”

“Yeah, yeah I heard you.” He’s keeps looking across the street at nothing.

“Did you see something?”

“No, I thought I did, but no.”

“Are you okay?”

“Of course I am, I have you, my protective little boyfriend.”

“Who you calling little?”

Sangyeon just laughs at you, he slips out of the alcove and holds out his hand waiting for you to take it.

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You wake up to your blaring alarm, “AGH.” Sangyeon rolls over trying to ignore it, you pull yourself free from the tangle of limbs in the bed and tap your phone until your alarm turns off.

“It’s my day off, why is your alarm still on?”

“Just because it’s OUR day off, doesn’t mean we can spend it in bed all day.” You get up and stand beside the bed, much to the protests of Sangyeon.

“Why not?” Sangyeon whines.

“Because.” You pull the duvet off Sangyeon, leaving with only a pillow and his boxers covering him, “We need to do things today and you know that.”

“Ugh fiiiine.” Sangyeon sits up throwing a pillow at you and rushing past you to the bathroom locking it behind him, you just roll your eyes and get to making the bed and tidying up your apartment for the time being.

Sangyeon comes out of the bathroom half dressed in just tracksuit pants, “Put some clothes on.” You tell him averting your eyes from his body.

“Why are you acting like you have never seen me fully naked?”

“I don’t know.”

“Awwww, it’s so cute how you get so flustered over such small things.” Sangyeon pats your head as he walks past you to your bed, picking up his shirt off the floor from the night before, you just take a minute to admire his back muscles before you leave the room. Entering the kitchen you pick up your phone, sit at the table and begin to eat the breakfast you had just prepared for yourself.

Scrolling through twitter seeing people obsessing over something about Taemin as they do, you then see a title that makes your heart drop ‘THE BOYZ Sangyeon found kissing a man!?’

You just sit there wide eyed putting your phone down on the table, Sangyeon walks in cheery, not immediately noticing you hunched up on the seat, still in shock.

When he finally notices, “Hey, what’s up?” Sangyeon sits down opposite you, you look up at him and just slide your phone across the table saying, letting out a painful exhale in anticipation of him reading the news article, as he reads his expression goes through multiple changes, shock, horror, terror, fear, sadness, “I’m so sorry Y/N”

“What?”

“I thought we were safe last night. And look, now we’re- Oh my god, this is all my fault.” Sangyeon gets up and begins to pace around the kitchen thinking to himself, you try and compose yourself for a moment, “This is just as much my fault as it is yours.”

“But it wa-“

“It was my idea to go out and on top of that, I’m in this relationship too, so when something happens, it’s also my fault.” You walk over to Sangyeon, wrapping your arms around his ribs, hugging him.

Sangyeon grips on to you letting out a few tears, “Sangyeon? Oh my god, honey.” You grab Sangyeon’s face and just look in his eyes, he smiles at you as he always does.

“Why are you smiling?”

“Because I have you, even though this is the worst thing that could possibly happen to me, us, I still have you, and no one can take that away from me.”

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“A fan posted this image on Wednesday at 9:36PM on multiple social media platforms, allowing it to be seen by as many people as possible.” The man in the chair turns around to face both you and Sangyeon sitting there.

He continues, “Do you understand how much of an effect this will have on your reputation as an idol, not to mention on us as a company? We cannot allow this kind of behaviour to go on, however….despite this, I am not removing you nor am I terminating you contract.”

Sangyeon, eyes wide looks up at the man, “Wait- what? I’m still in THE BOYZ, I’m still in the company?”

“That is correct however, YOU will be the one to deal with this mess, you will be the one to clear it all up, am I understood?”

“Yes sir.” Sangyeon slouches back in relief, he seems almost annoyed though, Sangyeon and you both get up and bow to the man before walking to the door, “I hope you understand that you will need to make a public comment about the false accusations of your sexuality and the full situation.”

“Yes Sir.”

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“I can’t believe you got caught." Jacob says resting his hand on Sangyeon’s shoulder.

“I know. You two have always been pretty careful.” Kevin adds.

“What’s going to happen?” Eric says sitting beside you on the floor.

“I don’t know, I have to do a live and explain the whole thing.” Sangyeon says leaning back on the couch, clutching at his face, rubbing eyes.

Eric and Kevin look at each other quickly before Eric pipes up, “Y/N come with me, I need to talk to you.”

“Uh sure.” You follow Eric into the dorm’s kitchen, seeing the rest of his members in there, Eric closes the door behind, “Eric what’s going on?”

“We just want to ask you something about Sangyeon.”

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Sangyeon sits in the seat behind the table and in front of the camera, looking pressured he takes a deep breath before nodding to one of the managers overlooking the live, you sit off to the side being able to watch him make the announcement.

The manager turns on the VLive, Sangyeon introduces himself as expected, “As some of you may have seen recently, some things, have been said- about me and...another person.” Sangyeon quickly looks at you, you give a reassuring smile, he smiles back, “As some of you have seen, some things were said about me, a picture of me and someone else has been circulating, and I wanted to just say…….that’s my boyfriend and I love him.” The managers eyes widen and all of them panic and try to end the live as fast as possible, Sangyeon stands up with an aura of pride around him.

“What’s wrong with you?!” The manager yells at Sangyeon, “I was told to explain the situation, I did just that.”

The manager stands there in complete confusion unable to pull together a response, Sangyeon grabs your hand pulling you out of the room and down the hall, “Sangyeon what the hell have you done?”

“I followed the plan.”

“What plan?”

“Kevin’s plan.”

“For me? You did all this for me? What about the other members? Their reputation, your reputation, your career-”

“Babe, who do you think told me to do it?”

“I love you.” You slap your hands over you mouth in immediate shock.

Sangyeon just smiles at you…..as he always does, “I love you too.”

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capaimagines · 3 years

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lee juyeon - by your side - part one

Pairing: Mafia leader!Lee Juyeon x Reader & The Boyz x Reader | Genre: angst, fluff, mafia, suggestive, smut (will be stated clearly in which part) | Warnings: mafia related themes, weapons, swearing, mentions of abuse, themes of depression, slight panic attack, hypervigilance | WC: 3.1k

|| prologue || part one || part two || part three || part four || epilogue ||

“What the fuck is going on here?” The males voice rang out. Low but deadly. It caused you to shiver in Seojoon’s hold.

Seojoon’s fist froze in mid air and you frantically looked over with tear-stained cheeks to the twelve men standing in front of you. Seojoon cleared his throat, sending you a look that made you bite down on your tongue. The boy stood at the front, his hand on his hip and you gulped when you saw a glint of metal. What exactly did Seojoon get up to behind your back?

“Lee Juyeon. Didn’t expect you so soon,” Seojoon said with a smile but Juyeon was still glaring daggers at him. Seojoon wasn’t the best person in the underground world. He had a temper that he couldn’t control, but he was reliable when needed. Juyeon had come here to talk to him about a deal they were making in a few weeks and wanted to have him and his men as backup.

While they both worked for their own respective gangs, there were still certain rules or etiquette they took, and beating on females was definitely one of them. That was a huge no-no in their world, regardless of how shitty a person was. It was taboo enough for you to be killed over it, “I asked a question,” Juyeon said coldly.

Despite Juyeon being younger than Seojoon, there was a hierarchy in this business. Juyeon was pretty high on the totem pole but Seojoon was at the dirt bottom. Juyeon only nodded his head towards you and two boys came for you. You flinched and moved away, but they held their hands up in surrender and stopped walking, “We should talk somewhere more private. Now,” Juyeon said coldly and Seojoon gulped and nodded, following Juyeon and the rest of the boys out.

“Hey, we’re not going to hurt you,” One of the boys said in a calm voice. You couldn’t help but stare at the gun holstered on his hip. Not going to hurt you? Yeah, right. You don’t just carry a gun around without wanting to hurt someone, “My name is Sangyeon,” He said again, moving his jacket to cover the gun, “This is Sunwoo. We just want to help you, get you out of here. You don’t have to trust us, but we’re your only option right now.”

“At least let us get you out of the house, okay? Then you can decide what to do from there,” The other--presumably Sunwoo--spoke.

He was right, they were your only option. You slowly nodded your head to which Sangyeon sent you a smile, “Can you stand?” You hesitantly tried to stand on your feet, but you came crashing down. Everything hurt and you were still terrified out of your mind.

“Woah, okay, I got you,” Sangyeon said, grabbing you before you smacked back onto the ground again to steady you.

“Thank you,” You murmured, breathing a bit hard. You were certain that a rib or two were broken.

“Sunwoo is going to come help you on the other side,” He said and you looked up at the other boy who hadn’t spoken a word. His eyes were dark and his face was wiped of any emotion. It scared you a little and you tensed up, “He won’t hurt you, it’s a rule for people like us,” You were surprised by that because it definitely wasn’t a rule for Seojoon.

Reluctantly, you let the two boys help you out of the small room and outside, “Do you want to go to the hospital?” Sangyeon questioned and you shook your head.

“N-no. I-I’m supposed to go home. I-I’ll just catch a cab to thes-station,” You stuttered out, releasing the two boys and moving as far away as your legs would carry you before you fell to your knees again. The adrenaline was wearing off and you were feeling a lot more pain than a few seconds ago. You just wanted to get out of there and never look back.

“Hey,” that was a new voice. You looked up to see the boy from earlier. His black hair covering his forehead and his dark brown, nearly black orbs filled with worry as he looked into your eyes. His voice sounded so much different than a few minutes ago. It was deadly and cold and right now it was warm and concerning. It actually made your heart twinge a little that someone—even a stranger—was worried about you, “Why don’t you let us have our doc check you out? I promise you’re free to go after that. But I’d feel much better if you got checked out.”

You weren’t sure what in your mind told you to agree with a stranger who had his own personal doctor and go with him, but you did. Besides, none of them had hurt you. They had helped you and got you out of there. You could lend the little trust you had left to them. It was silent on the ride to wherever you were going, you were surrounded by twelve boys and felt extremely uncomfortable. They were all glancing at you but not saying anything.

“What’s your name?” One of them asked and you jumped a little at the break in awkward silence.

“Y-Y/N,” You stuttered out. The boy who asked you gave you a warm smile.

“I’m Younghoon,” You nodded, not really sure what else to say.

“We can save introductions for later, we’re here and we need doc to see her,” Juyeon ordered and you realized that the car had stopped.

Your eyes widened at the large house in front of you, “Welcome to our home,” Juyeon said quietly, walking next to you. The lavish home was way more than you could ever afford and the outside was even as nice as the inside.

“Doc!” Juyeon barked and a younger man appeared at the top of the spiral staircase, “I need you to check her out please,” You looked terrified to be going upstairs with some stranger, “I’ll go with you, don’t’ worry,” Juyeon said quietly, giving your hand a little squeeze. You let out a shaky breath and let him help you up the stairs and into a white room.

You were surprised at the equipment littered around. There was an examination bed, an IV cart, it was set up almost like a mini hospital and to top it off, it even smelled like one, “Hop on up,” The man said, patting the bed and Juyeon helped you up, “I’m Haknyeon by the way,” He said as he watched you scrunch your face up in discomfort as you laid down. Haknyeon examined you quickly, frowning at the amount of bruises littered on you.

“You’re okay,” He said calmly, with a toothy smile, “A few bruised ribs and your wrist is sprained. I’ll wrap it up and give you some pain meds,” You nodded in thanks but honestly, you were slightly confused. Why hadn’t he asked how you had ended up in this state? You brought yourself to ask and he only chuckled at you.

“Dear, when you’ve been working in this line of work for as long as I have, the less you know, the better,” There it was, that confused you even more.

“Look, I know it’s a little late and the circumstances are less than ideal, but we have a guest room down the corridor. You’re more than welcome to stay for the night and to make you feel more at ease, it locks from the inside,” Juyeon explained as he made eye contact with you.

At first, you would have denied his offer, but right now you were exhausted and in pain, you wanted nothing more than to lay in bed and rest, “That sounds nice, but can I shower first?” You asked nervously.

“Nope,” Juyeon said, popping the ‘p’ and you looked at him with wide eyes in slight fear.

Juyeon couldn’t help but laugh but immediately felt bad for sending you into a panic. He thought and hoped that a little teasing might have helped calm you down a little, “Don’t worry, I’m just teasing. There’s a bathroom joint to the guest room. You’re more than welcome to use it,” You smiled softly as you breathed in relief and thanked him quietly once he showed you the room. You immediately went to the bathroom and locked the door, leaning over the sink and closing your eyes tightly.

Your body was in pain and you grimaced as you saw your reflection in the mirror. Your cheek was bruised and one of your eyes was severely swollen. There was a cut on your lip and your hair was disheveled. You looked and felt like a hot mess and you weren’t sure what your next steps were but you decided to take it one at a time. Right now, you were going to shower and get some sleep. Tomorrow, you’d ask them to take you to the train and try to exchange your ticket for a new one in the hopes of going back home to your mom.

After a hot shower, you felt a little better, physically at least. The hot water had helped soothe some of your aches and pains and the painkiller from Haknyeon earlier was working it’s magic. You slipped on your clothes, coming out of the bathroom and halting your steps as a scream escaped your lips upon seeing someone standing by the bed, “It’s just me! I’m sorry!” Juyeon ran up to you, wanting to reach out but decided against it, “Hey, it’s just me, Y/N,” He said quietly, bending down so he was eye level with you.

“S-sorry. I didn’t k-know you were in h-here,” You stuttered, getting your breathing back to normal.

Juyeon smiled calmly at you, “I’m sorry, I should have told you or knocked at least. I just brought you some clothes as I figured you wouldn’t want to stay in the dirty ones. We just—ah—no other girls live here so we don’t have proper undergarments and female clothes but our clothes should do I hope,” He looked away awkwardly and for the first time all night, you cracked a small smile. Juyeon felt his heart rate speed up just a little bit. After everything you had gone through tonight, he was astonished you could still smile and look so beautiful whilst doing it.

“Thank you. Just let me go change real quick,” You took the clothes from the bed and went back to the bathroom. The sweatshirt was way too big for your smaller frame, but it was comfortable at least and the basketball shorts would definitely slip off if you jumped up and down, but they were enough for you to sleep.

“I’m still here! Just so you know,” Juyeon called out and you smiled again. At least he told you this time and made his presence clear.

Stepping back out, you thanked him again before sitting on the bed and letting out a sigh. Juyeon stood awkwardly in the room, rocking on his feet before he cleared his throat, “You might have some questions,” He said and you nodded. You did, but you weren’t quite sure if it was your right to ask them, “I’m more than happy to answer them. If you want that is,” You stared at him for a few moments and then nodded again, gesturing for him to sit down next to you. He did so, although he took a seat on the ground beside the bed, not wanting to make you panic by getting too close in your personal space.

“What’s your name?” You asked and he laughed a little.

“I guess that’s a good start, I should have been clearer at the beginning. I’m Juyeon,” You nodded, chewing on your bottom lip.

“C-can I ask how you know my boyfriend? Well, ex-boyfriend,” Juyeon’s eyes darkened slightly and he sighed.

“How much do you know about Seojoon?” You thought about it for a minute. You truly didn’t know much about him if you were being honest. He didn’t talk about himself much, always wanting to know more about you or turning your questions about him around so they were about you.

“Nothing, now that I think about it. I’ve dated him for two years, so now saying that out loud sounds so stupid and makes me feel stupid,” You were chastising yourself now. You should have seen the signs earlier.

Juyeon frowned slightly and moved a little closer towards you, “You’re not stupid,” He said simply and you only gave him a sad smile, “I know him because of our jobs. Although, it’s not the most conventional career.”

He was being vague and that made you a little annoyed, “I’m sorry to sound bitchy, but I’ve been in the dark about a lot of things the past few years of my life and I’d rather you’d just be honest with me now,” Juyeon thought about it, not sure if the information was something you could handle at the moment, but just thinking about what you’ve probably gone through the past few years and could still bring yourself to smile was enough to tell him you were a lot stronger than you looked.

“Gangs. Mafia. Whatever you want to call it. Underground world of business,” Your eyes widened and you felt yourself start to tremble. Just what the actual fuck had you gotten yourself into? Were you going to be a target now? Just how many people did Seojoon have that could find you? Or your parents? Not even that, you were currently about to sleep in the home of one of the gangs. Maybe you just had a death wish.

Juyeon stood up and raised both of his hands in surrender, “Don’t worry, you’re safe here,” You narrowed your eyes. How safe were you really? He seemed to pick up on your panic and apprehension and sighed, “I’m sorry you didn’t know, really. But I promise you that you are safe here. We may work in the underworld, but we have rules and things to follow too, and, well, common sense. The biggest one being we don’t lay a finger on a female unless they do it first. Something tells me you didn’t touch him first though.”

You frowned, not saying anything. In all honesty, you didn’t know what to say. You wanted to believe him, you really did, mainly because it would give you a piece of mind to get some type of sleep tonight. However, you couldn’t bring yourself to fully believe him. If that truly was something they held standards too, Seojoon had proven that all wrong.

“Can I ask how you met him?” Juyeon asked quietly and you sighed. What more did you have to lose by telling him? They were probably going to kill you in your sleep tonight anyways. At least there’d be something for them to tell your parents.

You told him about how you had first met. About the sweet words he had used to charm you, the early fights and how they would turn nasty quickly but that he didn’t actually start physically hurting you every day until you caught him cheating that night. How he had eyes on you all the time, how you were basically a prisoner in your own life. Not able to go anywhere or do anything without someone reporting back to Seojoon about it. That you had finally had enough which resulted in you withdrawing from college and brought a train ticket home just to get away and start over again.

Of course, you told him, you weren’t aware that he was working in this business. Or about the late nights and the wounds he’d come home with but that you were too afraid to be able to bring yourself to ask him what was going on the night before that. That brought you to the end of your story and you were surprised that you weren’t crying at this point. You figured you were just way too much in shock and disbelief still to have tears. You just told Juyeon how you had gone to pick up your things and told him you were leaving. How angry he got and that you truly thought he was going to kill you right then and there. How you wished that he would have killed you right then and there.

Then, he showed up and now you were here, seated in the guestroom of Juyeon’s place.

Juyeon stayed silent the whole time. You knew he was pissed, you could tell by the way he was clenching his jaw and grinding his teeth, his eyes also had grown a shade darker, “You should get some rest, Y/N,” Was all he said after a few minutes of sitting in silence, “The door locks from the inside. I’m the only one with a key for it so you won’t have to worry,” With that, he walked straight out and you slowly followed as you made your way to lock the door.

Sleep didn’t come easy that night. You had millions of things running through your mind that you couldn’t simply shut out. You tossed and turned all night and jumped at every single noise you heard. Every creak in the floorboard, the house settling. The wind blowing the branches against the window.

The window. You quickly sprung up, rushing towards the window and pulling the curtains closed. You were shrouded in darkness now. No light of the moon casting eerie shadows across the walls and floors. You sunk to the floor, hugging your knees to your chest. How could you get out of this mess? Would you be able to leave? Sneaking around the large house was out of the question. Common sense told you that they’d be on high alert for odd noises or someone opening doors.

The window was too high up for you to jump. You gripped your head, feeling your migraine coming back. All you wanted to do was go home, see your parents, start over. Forget about everything that had happened. But how much danger would you put your parents in if you went home now? Surely, Seojoon knew where to find you.

You weakly limped your way back to the bed, grunting and hissing in pain. You curled yourself against the farthest corner from the bed, eyes trained on the door. Juyeon and his friends may have helped you. That didn’t mean you had any ounce of trust for them.

They were still a gang after all.

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star-suh · 5 months

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Love for Sale

Lee Sangyeon x Male Reader

cw: top sangyeon, college au, pwp, age gap (sangyeon is 30 and reader is 20+), sex toy, blowjob, fingering, window sex, frottage, spit as lube, sir kink(?), facial, implied multiple rounds, happy ending (but not that kind of happy ending 😏).

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y/n was struggling to pay his college, his part-time job was no longer enough. one day while looking at the profiles on a dating app he saw one that caught his attention, the most handsome man he had ever seen, he tapped the profile displaying all his personal info "sangyeon huh?.. and he's looking for a sugar baby… interesting".

y/n send a “hello” which was answered almost immediately by sangyeon "hello handsome." y/n decided to be forward and wrote "i’m interested in the sugar baby thing. i really need the money.", “well then i suppose you know how this works” replied sangyeon…

sangyeon sent y/n the address of the hotel and the room number so they could meet there. “ok y/n you got this” he declared, slapping gently his right cheek. y/n hasn't had sex in over a year so he's a little nervous "damn" he shouted in a low tone "have i prepared myself well?" he asked himself as the elevator went up, "what if he fucks me but then doesn't pay me?" millions of scenarios came to his mind until the elevator doors finally opened bringing him out of his thoughts. walking slowly y/n looked door to door looking for the correct room number... "it's here... it's fine y/n do it for the money" he sighed.

y/n knocked on the door, a few seconds later it opened revealing the sexy man behind it "welcome" he greeted "sangyeon, nice to meet you" he extended his hand to shake y/n's "oh... hello haha it-it's y/n". sangyeon laughed when he saw the boy, "wipe your drool," he joked, murmuring a "cute” very quietly that y/n didn't hear.

"well, let's do it" says y/n causing a smirk to appear on sangyeon's face "so eager, aren't we?" the older grabs y/n by his chin, guiding him towards his lips to give him a kiss. lips clashing together, their tongues exploring the inside of each other's mouths sharing the saliva between them. sangyeon's hand went down y/n's pants unbuckling the belt and then discarding it along with the underwear, he continued going down until he touched something metallic "umm what is this?" he broke the kiss to look. "uhh it's a plug... i thought that since you're a busy man you wouldn't have much time so... i prepared myself before coming here..", "how thoughtful" the older smiled, kissing and licking the younger's neck.

y/n sat face to face with sangyeon, bringing both cocks together with his hands and began to rub them, the friction causing a delicious heat. y/n could feel how sangyeon's cock was growing in his hands getting bigger and thicker "sir you have a fat monster cock" he moaned.

the top grabs the other by the shoulders moving towards him, putting his lips close to the other's ear and with a low and sexy voice he whispers "and you're going to have it all inside you soon”.

"that's it, spit on it, cover it all with your saliva" sangyeon demanded and the other male just obeyed starting to suck his cock, trying to leave it as wet as possible using his tongue to smear the saliva all over his shaft with a little going down to his balls and dripping from there. “i think this is enough sir” y/n talked with his mouth still stuffed.

y/n sat on sangyeon, feeling the pleasant contrast between the cold saliva and the hot dick he was about to ride. moving his hips up and down feeling every vein of that fat cock. sangyeon's satisfied face let y/n know that he was doing a good job "that's it, keep it up" the top groaned, his huge veiny hands groping y/n's ass cheeks then using them to guide him to speed up his movements. these movements were so erratic that at one point sangyeon's cock came out of the hole with a 'pop' sound. “you're doing a good job” praised the man fingering the used hole.

sangyeon tapped y/n's thigh twice to get him to stand up, he grabbed his hand walking towards the window. “no one will be able to see us from here" he murmured, biting the other's ear. y/n was being pressed by sangyeon's huge frame against the window, watching as his dick hit the window every time sangyeon gave a hard thrust, staining it with his pre-cum "shit you're leaking a lot... apparently you like the idea of being seen huh?”. y/n shook his head saying no, “what was that? you're saying no but your body says otherwise”.

y/n was a mess of moans and embarrasment, he couldn't deny the enormous pleasure that sangyeon was making him feel, he was reaching places that no one else had reached before, opening him to new experiences and sensations. "you make me feel so good sir sangyeon, i want more" the younger begged. "believe me, from now on you're going to have a lot more of this" said the other, inserting his fingers into the abused hole along with his cock, overstimulating the boy so much that he came untouched, his cock splurting cum that landed on the window, " a masterpiece" the taller laughed, "now be a good boy and kneel in front of me" y/n obeyed and waited there with his mouth open and tongue out as sangyeon jerked off, his loud moans reaching y/n's dick directly making it hard again. “shit” he moaned spilling his seed on y/n, covering his face and part of his chest.

both share a kiss “it looks that your friend wants more” y/n tapped on sangyeon's still hard dick making it bounce, sangyeon's sexy smirk appeared again “round 2?”...

months have passed since the first meeting between the two of them, what started simply as a money-sex relationship ended with both of them catching feelings for each other. on one of the few dates where they had dinner, sangyeon decided to take the first step and confess his feelings for the other, however he was prepared to be rejected. “i think i love you too" those simple words filled the older's heart with so much joy that he just screamed with excitement, drawing the attention of the other customers "i'm sorry, keep enjoying your food" he apologized and the only thing y/n did was laughing at him feeling secondhand embarrassment. nowadays the couple is very happy, knowing that they have each other for the rest of their lives.

#lee sangyeon x male reader #sangyeon x male reader #lee sangyeon x male reader smut #sangyeon x male reader smut #male reader #kpop x male reader #kpop x male reader smut #smut #male reader smut #sangyeon smut

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leedosbunnyboy · 3 years

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Introduction to leedosbunnyboy!

Hi, I know I've been on Tumblr for a decent while, but I've never formally introduced myself, so that's what this post's for. You can call me Andrew or Drew, I'm a Libra, and I like Kpop, Anime, and Horror movies. I write for male readers. I will also be introducing stuff involving my writing. Including: who I write for, and what I'm comfortable/uncomfortable writing for. You can find my masterlist here.

What I write for:

Smut

Male Reader

Speaking about sensitive topics (r4pe, abuse, suicide, and death.)

Poly

Sub/dom bottom reader

Dom/top reader

Switch/verse reader

AUs

Age gaps (both must be 18+ tho)

What I don't write for

Incest

Active rape

Body waste kinks

Beastiality/Hybrids

Little space

Underage

Key:

☆ = Bias

♤ = Smut able to be requested

♡ = Don't request Smut

Kpop

Stray Kids

Chan ♤

Lee Know ☆♤

Changbin ♤

Hyunjin ♤

Han ♤

Felix ♤

Seungmin ♤

I.N ♡

Nct (all units)

Taeyong ♤

Taeil ♡

Johnny ♤

Yuta ♤

Doyoung ☆♤

Jaehyun ☆♤

Jungwoo ♡

Mark ♡

Renjun ♡

Jeno ♤

Haechan ♡

Jaemin ☆♤

Chenle ♡

Jisung ☆♤

Sungchan ☆♤

Shotaro ♡

Kun ♤

Xiaojun ♤

Winwin ☆♤

Yangyang ♡

Ten ♡

Oneus

Seoho ☆♤

Leedo ☆♤

Keonhee ♡

Hwanwoong ♡

Xion ♡

Pentagon

Hui ♤

Jinho ♤

Hongseok ☆♤

Yeo One ♤

Yuto ♤

YanAn ♤

Wooseok ♤

Shinwon ♤

Kino ♤

Ateez

Hongjoong ♤

Seonghwa ☆♤

Yunho ♤

Yeosang ♤

San ♤

Wooyoung ♤

Mingi ☆♤

Jongho ♡

Cix

Bx ♤

Seunghun ♤

Yonghee ♤

Jinyoung ☆♤

Hyunsuk ☆♤

Verivery

Dongheon ♤

Hoyoung ♤

Minchan ♤

Gyehyeon ♤

Yeonho ♤

Yongseung ☆♤

Kangmin ☆♡

Bonuses

Kim Youngjo (RAVN) ♤

Wonho ♤

Juyeon (Tbz) ☆♤

Hyunjae (Tbz) ♤

Sunwoo (Tbz) ☆♤

Sangyeon (Tbz) ♤

Eric (Tbz) ♤

Hangyeom (Omega X) ☆♤

Keeho (P1h) ☆♤

Theo (P1h) ♤

Jiung (P1h) ☆♤

Intak (P1h) ♡

BM (Kard) ☆♤

J.seph (Kard) ♤

Lune (Dkb) ☆♤

Joshua (Svt) ☆♤

Dk (Svt) ☆♤

Mingyu (Svt) ☆♤

Jun (Svt) ♤

Dino (Svt) ♤

Jake (Enh) ☆♤

Jay (Enh) ♤

Sunghoon (Enh) ☆♤

Anime

My Hero Academia (smut must be aged-up)

Todoroki ♤

Deku ♡

Denki ♤

Kirishima ♤

Ojiro ♤

Dabi ♤

Seven Deadly Sins

Ban ♤

Meliodas ♤

Gilthunder ♤

Zeldris ♤

Estarossa/Mael ♤

Monspiet ♤

Howzer ♤

Hendrickson ♤

Arthur ♡

Naruto (smut must be aged-up)

Shikamaru ♤

Kakashi ♤

Neji ♤

Haku ♡

Haikyuu (all smut must be post time-skip)

Daichi ♤

Sugawara ♤

Kageyama ♤

Nishinoya ♤

Hinata ♡

Oikawa ♤

Iwaizumi ♤

Kuroo ♤

Ushijima ♤

Semi ♤

Shirabu ♡

Akaashi ♤

Dragon Ball (All series)

Goku ♤

Gohan ♤

Trunks ♤

Demon Slayer

Tengen Uzui ♤

Kyojuro Rengoku ♤

Tanjiro Kamado ♡

Giyuu Tomioka ♤

Muzan Kibutsuji ♤

Akaza ♤

Kokushibou ♤

Douma ♤

Yoriichi ♤

Other

Pokémon (all smut must be aged-up)

Red ♤

Blue ♤

Gold ♤

Brendan ♤

Steven Stone ♤

Maxie ♤

Professor Kukui ♤

Kiawe ♤

Leon ♤

Raihan ♤

Marlon ♤

N ♤

Adaman ♤

Volo ♤

Supernatural

Dean Winchester ♤

Sam Winchester ♤

Castiel ♤

Genshin Impact

Zhongli ♤

Childe ♤

Tohma ♤

Shadowhunters

Alec Lightwood ♤

Magnus Bane ♤

Raphael Santiago ♤

Sweet Home

Cha Hyun-Su ♤

Pyeon Sang-Wook ♤

Jung Jae-Heon ♤

Squid Game

Sangwoo ♤

Junho ♤

Salesman ♤

All of Us Are Dead

Suhyeok ♡

Wujin ♡

Cheongsan ♡

(Any future characters will be added.)

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mintymiknow · 2 years

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Requested: Hyunjae + ☔😘🍓 + idol hyunjae x restaurant worker reader?

(Drop a request! Details here)

★

“Skies are looking gray.” Felix frowns, “Looks like it’s gonna rain soon.”

You give him a sympathetic smile, “At least it was…slightly sunnier yesterday.”

Your friend and co-worker pretended to cry, shaking his head. His little antics make you chuckle as you ready some shakes and fries on a tray for serving. While Felix checks up on the kitchen crew, mumbling about missing the “sunny days”, you take the tray of orders and head to the table for the intended customers.

“What do you mean you don’t want a sexy concept?” a cheerful and playful voice says, “You’d slay it!”

“Hak, that’s out of the question.” another voice chimes in.

“If our leader says no, then it’s a no.” a third one laughs.

By the time you reach the table of said voices, they’re laughing their butts off. But once you arrive at their table, one male stops laughing and looks at you with bright eyes, flashing a million-dollar smile. “Oh, thank goodness. I was starving.” Hyunjae says.

The Boyz members – they frequented this restaurant, but it just so happened that they were very good friends of Felix, so you somehow became one of their friends too. You were too busy thinking about Felix’s gloomy pout over the gray skies to even realize they were there in the first place.

You place a few glasses of smoothies on the table, smiling as you served the fries as well. “Sorry for the wait. Felix is a bit sad over the weather and wouldn’t stop rambling.” you laugh.

Hyunjae smiles, tilting his head, “Yeah? Well the weather is a bit off-putting recently.”

“Tell me about it.” you grin, “But we hope the fries and smoothies…brighten everyone’s day.”

Haknyeon says a hearty “yes” before sipping from his drink while Sangyeon thanks you. Hyunjae makes it a point to smile at you for a few seconds longer before nodding, thanking you as well.

When you walk back to the counter and kitchen area, you miss out on Changmin snickering and whispering, “You’re so whipped for y/n!”

“How’d you come to that conclusion?”

“It’s written all over your face, dummy.”

The rest of the day goes by normally; The Boyz left ahead, but you see that Hyunjae and Jacob stayed behind, chatting over the dessert they ordered. When they seem to have finished a few more minutes later, however, the rain began to pour.

Hyunjae remains seated where they initially sat, gaze looking out of the restaurant’s windows. While cleaning a nearby table, you hear him mumble. “We don’t have an umbrella.” he tells himself, lips forming a straight line as he waits for Jacob who was in the restroom.

Some unknown force causes you to have a lightbulb moment - you could lend them your umbrella since you usually walked home with Felix, who also had his own umbrella. Without thinking too much, you grab the umbrella from the employee's room and walk towards the male. Tapping his shoulder, you smile, “I have an extra you both can borrow.”

Hyunjae looks at you, eyes wide with surprise and amusement, “Oh, but you don’t have to! Jacob and I can just wait for our manager.”

You shake your head, chuckling, “It’s fine. Felix and I can share anyway.”

“You sure?”

“Mhmm!” you nod, holding the umbrella towards him, “Wouldn’t want your fans worrying if you got sick.”

Hyunjae chuckles at this, taking the umbrella from you with such gentle care. “I owe you, y/n.” he almost shyly smiles, a rare sight compared to his usually playful and confident persona as an idol on-screen.

“No, acts of kindness don’t need to be repaid.” you smile back, “It’s really fine.”

The idol looks around as if searching for something; his eyes eventually land on the lone strawberry sitting on the cake plate he had just finished seconds ago. Taking it, he beckons you to sit next to him. You do so, not exactly expecting much. But then Lee Hyunjae is full of surprises and charm, right?

He smiles, bringing the strawberry to your lips. You unconsciously open your mouth to hold it, looking at him with surprise. Hyunjae laughs, winking at you afterwards, “Debt paid?”

Your cheeks flush a shade of pink as you bite a part of the strawberry off, groaning after you swallow, “You! I told you - !” you cross your arms, “Not accepting that as payment for the umbrella still.”

Hyunjae laughs heartily, eating the rest of the fruit himself. “You’re too noisy.” he jokes.

When you both see Jacob walking over with his usual sunny smile, Hyunjae takes the umbrella and smiles at you, voice lowered into a whisper, “Then I’ll pay you back with a date, hm?”

He laughs at your dumbfounded expression, not giving you a chance to reply as he ruffles your hair. “See you?” he grins, playfully making a kissy face before joining Jacob by the entrance of the restaurant.

“Whatever, Hyunjae.” you feign disinterest.

But the smile on your lips tells Hyunjae otherwise.

#the boyz #hyunjae #hyunjae imagine #hyunjae scenario #hyunjae sdrabble #tbz #lee hyunjae #lee hyunjae scenario #lee hyunjae drabble #lee hyunjae imagine #the boyz imagine #the boyz scenario #the boyz drabble #imagine #scenario #drabble #hyunjae x reader

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peanutpmingib · 3 years

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Soft hands on bruised knuckles

Lee Sangyeon x gender neutral!reader : Mostly fluff, just for fun don’t take it too seriously plz

Summary : While it’s not that surprising Eric’s last minute party invite leads to a fight, Sangyeon carrying you out was a little bit of an over kill

Warnings : physical fight, pretentious male character ( not any of the boys !) bruised knuckles mentioned like once

Word count : 900+

After I saw the lack of x readers for him I have made it my mission to change that. Enjoy muah

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“That doesn’t make any sense though. “ You scoff idly playing with the rings adorning your fingers. Most gifts from Sangyeon.

Speaking of, He sits next to you on an old brown couch. The both of you got dragged away to some party by his friends on what could’ve been a lazy Saturday at home. Eric called you way too early than what was socially acceptable on a weekend, (it was 11 am), and begged you to come along. Sangyeon was already getting up groaning at the whining coming from your phone. Blame it on being half asleep or unaware but you mumbled a promise to be there and went back to bed.

So here you are at a party hosted by god knows who in a now packed house on an empty street corner.

You couldn’t even call it a party to be honest, there’s a crowd jumbling together in an attempt to dance and music blaring from somewhere. Dim lighting flickering poorly and cups strewn carelessly on the floor. It’s lame and you can’t wait to leave. Eric has long since abandoned the two of you to do.., actually you have no idea what he’s here for, nor do you care.

The guy you're in conversation with sits on an identical couch across from you rolls his eyes, “Of course you don’t understand. I don’t expect you to understand the complexity of such a topic. “

Sangyeons been pretty silent this whole time, watching the exchange. He understands you prefer to handle things yourself and respects that fully. He won’t take that away just to tell someone off. Now his hand moves to your thigh gently squeezing it, a warning to keep things in check for the night. He knows you don’t take shit from anyone and that can get you into more trouble than you care for sometimes.

Your eyes narrow as you clench your teeth. “Listen mr stem major I don’t give two fucks, I know more than you ever will. “

The man, who’s name you long forgot, just shakes his head and takes a long drink from his red solo cup.

“I seriously doubt that. You dress like that and expect anyone to take you seriously like come on. “ He snickers.

You breathe deeply trying to resist the urge to beat his ass right then and there. The cheap laser lights only make your head hurt. Sangyeong rubs circles on your thigh, you settle for a quick response instead.

“What I wear doesn’t mean shit at least I look good. What the fuck you have going for you? “

“A diploma ?? I don’t think you have one of those do- “

You don’t let the man finish, rushing from your seat to slam him onto the floor. His drink splashes on your chest as you meet the floor. Your body jerks with heavy force, ears ringing, but you don’t let up. Trapping his legs under your weight, one arm forcing his hands down while the other lands blows into his face. A crowd has gathered, you know that much, the bass that’s been shaking the floor has stopped as people are clamoring around to get a better look.

That all fades in the next few moments, passing in a blur as the man under you tries desperately to get up with no avail. Soon you're lifted on the ground watching him skimper away, heaving deep breaths as he grips a couch arm rest. You thrash trying to slip away from the grip but you're caught all too soon. You're yelling at the man, spitting venom. Though the exact words are less clear at this point. You think you're cursing his whole family.

A familiar set of arms wrap around to keep you steady, swinging you over their shoulders. Sangyeon.

The adrenaline rushes through you, blurring the party out of focus. You do realize you're heading down stairs and outside, the cool night air like a hotel AC on summer vacation, a little bit of an overkill.

“You're going to get quite the reputation if you keep this up. “ He sighs, amusement in his voice.

You have half the mind to respond with a slap to his back. “Yeah well next time bitches need to know not to try me. A reputation wouldn’t even be that bad. “

He pats your back gently and continues down the curb, softly setting you down when you reach his car. You lean against the passenger door, wiping the sweat off your face and checking for any major damage across your body. There are none, just bruising on your knuckles. Dude couldn’t even get one hit in. The aftermath of your actions sets in and you groan, rubbing your temples.

Sangyeon gives you a small smile, gently taking your hand in his. You look at him fondly, if it weren’t for him you really don’t know what you would do at this point.

“Eric is getting your stuff, he’s gonna be here in a sec. “ He tells you softly.

You nod your head and lean onto his shoulder, “The carrying me out was a little bit of an over kill babe.”

He snorts, “if I didn’t you would’ve mauled the guy.”

You shrug in response. Maybe you should lay off parties for a while if they keep ending like this. For the record you totally blame Eric for today’s events.

#sangyeon x reader #tbz x reader #Sangyeon fic #tbz au #tbz fic #Sangyeon #tbz scenarios #tbz fluff #tbz #the boyz

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juyeonszn · 8 months

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CLOSE TO ME, I’M CLOSE TO YOU

PAIRING lee hyunjae x f!reader

WORD COUNT 1.46k

GENRES literally just fluff

WARNINGS no 18+ warning this time 🙀, despite it being KIND OF suggestive at one point, it really isn’t anything that constitutes a warning, brother’s best friend trope, (fr)enemies to lovers trope, good ol’ fashioned sneaking around, mild swearing, tbh this is really cute and like i wanna throw up bc when is it my turn </3

SUMMARY despite keeping your relationship restricted to the confines of these four walls, you would always be his.

MORE LOLLL IM INSANE I KNOW U CAN ALL THROW TOMATOES AT ME 😍😍🙏i literally wrote this in 2 hours call me william shakespeare :P um anyway here u go anon! here’s your request from my 100 followers event <3 prompts used are: 1, 15 🙌

PERM TAGLIST @winterchimez @maessseongs

“What’s the purpose of that top if it barely covers anything?”

You glance over at Hyunjae with a scowl, crossing your arms over your chest. “First of all, who the hell are you to judge what I’m wearing? Second of all, why are you looking?”

“Okay, gross, I would never look at you like that. You’re a child.” He gags, his lips curling downward into a grimace. You roll your eyes.

“And you’re old. Find a new comeback, Jaehyun.”

“Here they go again. And with the government name, too, that’s crazy.” Juyeon snorts from his spot on the floor. Eric bursts into an unnecessary amount of laughter, slapping his shoulder aggressively. The older male winces, muttering a small ‘Ow’.

Sangyeon sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose and pausing the movie that you were currently watching. He deadpans at the two of you. “Do I really have to play referee right now? In the middle of movie night?”

You both send puppy dog eyes and big smiles his way, because no matter how fun it was going at each other’s throats, it was never worth the scolding from your older brother. Sometimes you feared his wrath more than your own parents, and that’s considering the fact that you were a grown adult. He gives you a warning look before resuming the film.

The funny thing about being four years younger than your brother was the way you shared a friend group. Upon entering university, you befriended two rambunctious boys who happened to be on the baseball team with Sangyeon. Thankfully, you’d been close your whole life, so it wasn’t too big a deal when you all started hanging out. It was kind of convenient since you lived in the same house.

As the movie continues, you glance over at Hyunjae, whose chin is resting on his palm. God, his stupid face pissed you off so easily. Just looking at it riled you up unprovoked. He was lucky he was best friends with your brother (and also all of your friends), or else you might’ve killed him at this point. To be completely honest, there were a couple times you almost did.

Towards the end of the night, everyone started settling down and getting ready to go to bed. A couple of the guys usually slept in the living room, there were a couple in the guest room, and then whoever else was left crashed in your brother’s room with a futon or air mattress. Being the only girl had its special perks— i.e., you got to have your bedroom all to yourself.

It’s about an hour and a half after you’ve parted ways with the boys that you hear the familiar creak of your door opening. A warm body sneaks under the covers behind you, wrapping their arms around your torso and pressing their lips to the shell of your ear.

“I’ve missed you so much.”

“Took you long enough, Lee Jaehyun,” you murmur, side eyeing him while you shut your phone off and place it on your nightstand. “I almost fell asleep.”

“Stop calling me that,” he pouts, groaning into the crook of your neck when you giggle at his childish behavior. “You sound like my mom getting mad at me when I was a kid.”

Okay; silly story time. Hyunjae and yourself truly started off hating each other. He was a pretentious know-it-all and he despised being wrong. He always had to get the last word and he argued with you like his life depended on it. To you, he was your older brother’s insufferable best friend and you wanted nothing more than to strangle the living daylights out of him.

His first impression of you wasn’t that much different. He thought you were an over-confident spoiled brat who had zero filter. You enjoyed picking fights with him just because you knew it irritated him like nothing else. To him, you were his best friend’s annoying younger sister and he wanted to put a muzzle on you so he could shut you up for once.

The pair of you were like fire and gasoline, a deadly combination that the universe made a mistake putting together. Your friends were amused by your constant bickering, but it drove your brother insane.

One day, in an attempt to get you to bond, Sangyeon had sent Hyunjae to pick you up from a friend’s apartment after working on a project. The entire car ride was filled with insults left and right, neither of you paying attention to the angry grey cloud in the sky above you. Before you knew it, it was pouring down so hard that Hyunjae could hardly see through the windshield.

He pulled over into an empty lot to wait it out, but even that storm wasn’t enough to quell the rage warring in both of you. Your fight started back up, this time more heated than the previous.

You liked to think you weren’t a woman of many flaws. However, you proved yourself incorrect this go around. Your single flaw was your inability to bite your tongue and keep your thoughts to yourself. So, when Hyunjae told you to ‘Shut the Fuck Up’, your response wasn’t what it should’ve been.

Instead you said; “Make me.”

And well, make you he did.

He kissed you with such force, the back of your head almost collided with the car window. You pulled away from each other to process exactly what had just transpired, realizing that all this detestation, all this animosity and rival shit had just been poorly disguised lust. All that tension was because you loathed the other and wanted them to die a slow painful death, it was because you wanted to go at it like jackrabbits.

After another few minutes of making out and waiting for the rain to subside, you both noticed that it wasn’t stopping anytime soon. Hyunjae licked his lips and traced your own with the tip of his finger, grinning. “We won’t be missed for a couple hours, we should take advantage of that.”

In your head, that was a completely logical conclusion that you quickly agreed with. And so, that was the beginning of your secret relationship with Lee Hyunjae, your brother’s best friend and your supposed enemy.

“You and your bed are so much more comfy than the pull out in your living room. I kinda feel bad for Juyeon and Changmin.” He rubs circles into your waist with his thumb, wrapping his arms tighter around your middle.

“Hey, I’m not opposed to kicking you out and making you sleep in a sleeping bag like Sunwoo and Eric.” You tsk, turning in his embrace to face him.

He gasps in feign offense. “You wouldn’t dare.”

“Hmm, I don’t know,” you shrug, sighing dramatically. “Apparently, I’m a child and you would never look at me a certain way.”

“I was just joking, baby,” he laughs and good God, you’re down bad if just the sound of his laugh has butterflies erupting in your stomach. “I gotta make sure everyone thinks I still find you aggravating. You’re the prettiest thing I’ve ever laid eyes on, you know.”

You bat your eyelashes at him exaggeratedly. “You don’t have to tell me twice.”

Hyunjae smiles at you, differently than all the others he’s shown you before. It’s tender, gentler than what you’re used to from the brunette. His eyes are a softer shade of brown, mocha colored irises that stare at you with so much admiration that even the darkness of your room couldn’t overshadow. The moonlight peeking in from your curtains illuminates his features perfectly.

“I know I don’t tell you that often, but you mean a lot to me, Y/N,” he suddenly confesses. “Sneaking around and not being able to show the world that you’re mine is so fucking difficult, but if you’re not ready, then I’m okay with it. I want you to be happy when you’re with me, all the time. You make it all worth it.”

“Hyunjae…” Your bottom lip juts out, your heart swelling with so many emotions. His eyes flicker down to your mouth and he closes the gap between you, leaving a sweet kiss that manages to knock out all the air from your lungs.

He peppers kisses to your cheeks, nose, and the crown of your head until your breathing has evened and you’ve fallen asleep. His favorite part of sleeping over was getting to see this, you laying in his arms peacefully. It served as a reminder for him that despite keeping your relationship restricted to the confines of these four walls, you would always be his. He whispers one last thing to you before calling it a night himself, though he’s sure your sleep is too deep to register it.

“I love you.”

#the boyz #the boyz x reader #the boyz fluff #tbz #tbz x reader #tbz fluff #the boyz hyunjae #tbz hyunjae #lee hyunjae x reader #lee hyunjae fluff #hyunjae x reader #hyunjae fluff #juyeonszn #juyeonszn.100🪩

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winterchimez · 8 months

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Summer Night City | Lee Sangyeon

SUMMARY: you were convinced that you were going to spend the rest of your uneventful summer all on your own like usual, that is until a man named Lee Sangyeon shows up in your life.

PAIRING: non-idol Sangyeon x f!reader

GENRE: strangers to lovers au, suggestive

WARNINGS: alcohol, kissing, dirty talk, pet-names (babygirl, sweetie, etc.), sangyeon is such a flirt in this one, and he is umm topless in a pool, there's a pool make-out scene, y'all the sexual tension in this one is smth else 🤡

WORD COUNT: 2,674

A/N: i proudly present to you my submission for deoboyznet's summer on you event! i recently watched the mamma mia musical in London, so this is inspired by the song voulez vous & summer night city! a special a huge shoutout to my beloved @daisyvisions for giving me ideas (and fuelling my delusions 🤡)

“Are you alone tonight?”

That familiar scent filled the air in the room, and sure enough, you turned your back to see the person you had been expecting for the night.

You met Sangyeon right here in this particular nightclub a few weeks prior, where you’ve actually accompanied your roommate since she was determined to get a summer fling to keep her vacations booked and busy. It’s not like you have never been to a club before, you just usually wouldn’t have agreed since you were definitely much more of a homebody chilling in bed with some chips and beer as you put your favourite movies on the mini projector you owned.

But it was your best friend, your ride-or-die soulmate since elementary school. Of course, you couldn’t have refused.

As you first stepped foot into the club, there was this sense of expectation hanging in the air that whoever decided to come tonight was expected to get laid or at least hook up with someone.

Sure enough, your roommate eventually found a pretty attractive male who seemed to be in his early or mid-twenties, and the spark they had between them was immediate. Not wanting to witness the ooey-gooey things they were about to do, you excused yourself and reassured your roommate that you wouldn’t be far.

As you made your way around the club, you settled yourself down at the bar and went for a drink to ease the slight tension you have felt since you arrived.

Which was also when you encountered the infamous male himself.

He was standing across the room, and his beautiful eyes glowed in the dark. Immediately, you felt something within you, and the male eventually approached you, starting a conversation.

He was goddamn attractive, to say the least. You have come across a handful of good-looking men that night, but none of them ever came close to this man who stood in front of you with a glass of vodka soda, looking straight into your eyes.

Sangyeon was smitten with you as he first laid his eyes upon you, and surprisingly, you both hit off pretty well from the get-go. Because of this particularly fond experience, coming to the nightclub with your roommate has since become a weekly routine. Every encounter you’ve had has always been pleasant—something about the guy attracted you even though you have only met a couple of times.

And you wanted to know more.

Hence, you decided to put on the best alluring fashion you could possibly find from the depths of your closet. You went for your maroon maxi dress with an opening behind your back. You decided to go for a sexy yet sophisticated look, where you were trying your best to impress the man of interest for the night.

Your efforts were not wasted because Sangyeon immediately noticed your presence right when you entered the club and ordered your favourite drink at the bar. Knowing you couldn’t refuse, you approached him, pushing through the crowd to get to where he was. It was also when he decided to do a little hide-and-seek situation, where he would want to surprise you from behind when you arrived.

“It seems as if you meant business, making your way so quickly towards me. Did you miss me that much?” He teased.

“I would never say no towards a free drink. Don’t get so high and mighty, young man.” You scoffed as you took in your first sip of alcohol for the night.

“I’d like to think that this particular dress was meant for me.”

Well, he wasn’t wrong. “What makes you say that, Sangyeon?”

“Oh baby, I know it when I see it in your eyes. You want me, don’t you?”

“Bold of you to assume I’d find a summer fling like my roommate. I’m not in the same boat as she is.” You crossed your arms while you took a step closer towards him as if trying to provoke him while wanting him to take in the scent of the perfume you had put on for the night.

“You intrigue me, sweetie.” He then takes one strand of your hair and starts twirling around it, all while moving closer to you so that both of your faces are now inches apart.

“Say, why don’t we go somewhere more private? Have a little you-and-me time?”

You raised an eyebrow. “And what do I get in return?”

“Something that’s worth your time.”

The both of you hit the road as Sangyeon brought you into his convertible and offered you a little night drive around the city. You were only a few minutes into the drive and are now praising yourself internally for agreeing.

The city was beautiful at night—quiet yet somehow captivating with all of the different city lights surrounding the area. There was something just so peaceful yet appealing about a night drive around the city, something that you’d never once had the thought of doing before you met Sangyeon.

You were so glad you decided to hop on for the ride tonight.

With one hand on the steering wheel and the other leaning against his now-opened window, he takes the chance of catching a few glances at you—smiling throughout the ride as you stuck your head out to take it all the breeze. You were literally just insanely attractive to him, and in no way did he want to put an end to all of these soon.

“Thought we’d go for a little drive and get to know each other better. It was never easy having to talk as if we’re both screaming at the top of our lungs back down at the nightclub.”

“Definitely agree on the latter.” You teased, and oh, how much you enjoyed these little moments where your wits would slightly take Sangyeon aback—you really liked when his eyes widened ever so slightly and then reciprocated as he shot you back with his flirty comments.

You definitely love it a little too much when he flirts with you. And in return, you loved teasing him as much as you could.

“Hey, maybe consider taking a picture. I promise you I’ll last longer in this dress you have been ogling on for hours.” You joked, clearly noticing how he had not taken his eyes away from you since you both hit the road—or rather, ever since you met up at the nightclub earlier.

“Aren’t you being a little too overconfident in your outfit today, babygirl?”

“If it were for your eyes only, I would gladly dress like this whenever we meet.”

“Tempting.” Sangyeon smacked his lips and is now staring at you harder than ever since your last comment.

At this point, you already came with the mindset of wanting to proceed further in this situationship you both were clearly having and enjoying with one another. You knew that after a few encounters you had with him—hell, even when you both first met, there was something so mysterious yet mesmerising about him.

It was as if you were hypnotised by him, constantly wanting to hit him up and spend more time with him. With the way he was always being so flirty with you, you have never once rejected them—in fact, you have always enjoyed retorting back with the little teases here and there.

At this point, you figured that admitting that you purposely chose this specific outfit for the night was done just for him would give this whole situationship a little push.

And it turns out you were right.

While enjoying a few minutes of silence and Sangyeon seemingly constantly driving through the city, he finally makes a turn into a junction which leads up towards a hill.

“Say, why don’t you come over to my place? I can guarantee you that you will get a better night view of Seoul from there.”

Damn. We’re going a little bit too fast now, aren’t we?

From the back of your mind, so many alarms were setting off. You have constantly told yourself how you were different from your roommate—you were never a party girl, let alone have a thing with someone, because you never really socialise much outside of your peer group. You have just so happened to encounter an attractive male whom you did not know much about at the nightclub, which then proceeded to you wanting to meet up with him weekly since that first encounter.

It was insane that you actually agreed to go for a car ride with a stranger (well, he somehow is), and now to the comforts of his home?

Without much hesitation, you immediately blurted out a response that would put the biggest smile on his face.

“Show me what you’ve got then.”

It didn’t take too long to arrive at this apartment. You didn’t expect him to reside in one of the top and luxurious ones that were literally the talk of Seoul at the moment. A stranger would have never been able to step foot even through the security implemented here. Obviously, the residents here are from the upper-class level.

As he parked his vehicle in the basement of the parking lot, he guided you upstairs towards the fourteenth floor, where his apartment was located. You were certainly flabbergasted when you stepped foot into his home—the quality and quantities of his furniture were on a whole other level, and you could tell how this was truly a living space for a wealthy individual.

He took you on a little house tour, which was when you expected him to invite you in for a little movie with some drinks.

But you were completely wrong.

“You know what the best part of living in this apartment is? The rooftop pool is shared with all residents here. I’m pretty sure there isn’t anyone up there during this time. It's definitely a great opportunity for us to go for a little swim and get that final stunning view of the city that I promised you about.”

Sangyeon decided to give you some time to yourself as you said you needed to use the bathroom for a bit while he got ready and headed up to the pool to reserve the spot for you both.

Slamming the door shut on his bathroom door, you looked at yourself in the mirror and truly questioned yourself on what snapped within you for the night.

Who is this Y/N? Why have you potentially agreed to do all of this?

But did you hate this new version of yourself? Absolutely not.

After a good ten minutes of getting yourself ready physically and mentally, you have decided to head up to the rooftop pool with the spare card key Sangyeon left behind on the kitchen countertop.

As the elevator door dings open, you approach the automatic sliding doors, which open up to the infamous outdoor pool Sangyeon was raving about earlier. Sure enough, you noticed how the male was already in the waters, his bare back facing you as he first took in the sight of the city.

Your presence did not go unnoticed as he immediately hears your footsteps approaching the pool and turns around to face you.

You were glad that it was already nighttime and there weren’t enough lights around the pool to show your now red-flushed-tomato-like face towards him.

Holy. This man is truly something else.

It was how he was so well-built, and his muscles were so well-defined that they would definitely have all of the women squeal if they ever looked at them. And with his now damp dark hair pushed back, your stomach was basically doing somersaults at this point.

And how badly you wanted to join him in the pool now.

“You’re finally here, Y/N.”

You did not need the man to say himself to invite you into the pool because his eyes have already said so. Hence, you slowly and gently took off the bathrobe you were wearing, which then revealed you in only your undergarments.

Sangyeon approached you and extended both hands to support you as you bent down to dip yourself into the pool. Gently pulling you as he brings you back to his previous spot, he turns you so that you are now met with the beautiful sight he has meant to show you.

The rumours were true after all. The night view from this apartment rooftop was incomparable with the night drive you both had before this. You were basically able to take in the entire city of Seoul from above, and this view was something that will forever be imprinted in your mind.

Immediately, you began to feel a whelm of emotions build up within you, and you couldn’t help but shed a little tear. “Thank you, Sangyeon, for doing this for me. It reminds me of how I’ve always taken this beautiful city for granted.”

“Not at all, Y/N. I’m beyond grateful that you actually accepted my offer in the first place.”

Unbeknown to you both, you have naturally linked your hands together under the water while you laid your head to rest against his shoulder as you both take a moment of silence to take in the whole stunning view truly. It was how his hands slowly moved up to your shoulder, pushing you towards him to give you more room to rest.

“Maybe you aren’t a bad person after all, sir Lee Sangyeon.” You broke off the silence between you both.

“I will take that as a compliment.”

Just then, he lifts your head up and turns you so that you face him as he lays his hands on your waist. In return, you decided to wrap both of your arms around his neck.

“You know what, Y/N? You are absolutely beautiful and truly one of a kind.”

“Well, are we back to the flirting game now, mister know-it-all? Don’t tell me this is how you treat all the other girls you have encountered before.”

“What if I told you that that has never happened before and this is only for you, babygirl?”

“Prove it then.” A sly smile is now plastered across your face.

His gaze now falls onto your plump lips, and the look on his face shows how badly he wants to have them all to himself.

“My impatience is slowly creeping, Y/N. I want to kiss you so badly, and I’m afraid I can’t hold it in anymore.”

“Nobody is stopping you, Sangyeon. It’s all yours to take.” You proudly admitted.

It was as if they say—when the night comes there is action, and so did it all happen in a blink of an eye. Sangyeon closed the gap between you two and crashed his lips onto yours. The kiss was slow and sensual, and the man surely took his time taking in all of it. As both of your bodies were now pressed against each other, there was basically little to no escape. Both of your tongues were now intertwined with one another, leaving no room for either of you to gasp for air.

Sangyeon’s hands were slowly travelling up to your bare back, and your hands were now tangling in his hair, both begging for more. Something has turned you on, and somehow, you can’t resist this strange attraction you have felt towards him.

God. His kiss. It was as if it was pure nectar, it was so sickly sweet that it made you crave for more.

You have no intention of stopping anytime soon, and neither did he.

“I could kiss you all day, baby.”

Finally, after several minutes of that steamy kiss under the moonlight, you both finally broke it apart, and Sangyeon began to leave his trail of kisses down to your neck. With that, your nails began to dig a little deep into his skin as they fell from his hair to his bare back.

“I bet you’re up for round two, babygirl.” He responded with a low chuckle.

Oh, how your eventful summer has just finally begun.

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