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emojellyace08 · 9 months

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Hiii! I love the way you write and I was wondering if I could make a request (only if you want)

So how about the lookism boys reaction to an extremely beautiful and ethereal fem!reader who is like so feminine and ethereal she looks like a princess from a fairytale and even animals love her??

Anyways remember to stay safe and healthy!!

Lookism Men x Stunning Fem! Reader

Hiii Thanks for the request @jejegilipollas! This kind of reminds me of a Disney Princess reader! I'll be doing headcannons for almost every Lookism Men so I wouldn't leave out who you actually simp for xD. And remember all of us are really pretty in our on ways and we're all equal. And stay safe and healthy too! Warnings: insecurities, mentions of trauma, mature themes for the bottom/second part Genre: fluff ☁️ angst 🥀, slight lemon/smut 🍋 slight crack (comedy)🧨 ︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿

Daniel Park/Jay Hong/Zack Lee/Vasco/Eli Jang/Warren Chae/Jerry Kwon/Johan Seong/Jake Kim/Sinu Han/Duke Pyeon/Jace Park/Line Man/Brad Lee/Jiho Park/Magami Kenta/Young Jinyoung Park/Young Gapryong Kim/Jichang Kwak/Taesoo Ma/Xiaoleoung/Jihan Kwak/Jibeom Kwak/Yuseong

He doesn't really prioritize having a "Goddess or too good to be true looking girlfriend" since he already has lots of trauma and he's been really stressful lately. So having a dependable, trust-worthy, and helpful partner is enough for him.

But when he saw you, a transferee student/staff on his school/working place he couldn't stop staring at you. He may look like a creep so when you turn in his direction, so he'll look away pretty fast. But you took notice of this and knowing your friendly personality and warm vibes, you thought befriending him isn't a bad idea.

So when you approached him, he couldn't help but to blush and be awkward around you. He thinks that you're too good for him and he's out of your league. Your smart, pretty, kind, you name it. Because of his insecurities getting in his way, he doesn't really know if he even deserves to stay beside you. But after getting to know you better, you're not really a judgmental person and you're always staying beside him even when things aren't really going well for him. So he really learned how to trust you more.

He's also the type to innocently admire your beauty. He'll definitely shower you with lots of pure compliments! "Hi Y/N!" "Oh hello." you greeted him back with a soft voice as he noticed your hair tied in a different hair style since you often let your hair be loose down. "Your hair looks pretty today." he complimented you while rubbing his nape feeling shy. "Oh really? Thank you!" you smiled back at him, you've been feeling down lately because of your pretty privilege making you insecure. But his compliments just makes your day better. "Yeah, no problem."

You may not know it but it's obvious that he's an animal lover. And he always adopts or feed stray pups and kittens who either lost their way or have gotten abandoned by their animal parent or owner. So you asked him about this and he seems pretty flustered when you brought about the topic and you couldn't help but to giggle at his reaction. Oh God, your voice sounds so pretty. He really can't help but to admire you even more. He just really can't help but to compliment you a lot though you can hear the shy and bashful tone beneath his voice.

So when you're walking home after school/work, you saw a little kitten crying near the road. You decided to gently approach the animal since it can get hurt by a vehicle if you just let it be. You called for it's attention with a sweet voice. And unexpectedly, the cute furball didn't hesitate to rub her body on your leg making you chuckle. "You found a stray kitten?" you heard a familiar voice as you turned around to see that it's just him making you sigh. "Jesus, you scared me" you replied back as he softly chuckled and squatted down beside you making sure that he wouldn't scare the kitten away. "Shh, don't worry little one he's a nice guy" you cooed as he was shocked at your statement. Him? A nice guy? He couldn't help but frown thinking about the things he have done and the names people called him. He feels like you're too good for him, yet you're like a fire in a cold snowy weather. It may seems like your warm feeling can hurt him, but it's in fact the opposite. You made him feel, what's the word. Relaxed? Comfortable? He doesn't really know as he couldn't stay away from you no matter how many times he tried.

"So umm..." "Yes?" you asked him in a sweet tone as he tried completing his sentence, he couldn't help but stutter since he's been hiding his true feelings for you for a long time now. "I have pet food on my house, would you mind if we take her home?" he requested as your eyes sparkled. "Really? Sure! I was also planning to buy her food since it looks like she hasn't been fed for days." "Okay, but do you think you can carry her? Stray cats may have rabies if you got bitten y'know" he reminded you as you chuckled once again. "Don't worry. She let me touch her and it seems like she's getting used with my presence" "Sure. Let's go now" he stood up as you picked the little kitty on your warm arms. "So what will you name her?" he asked on his way home as you followed next to him. "Meowy!" (Chainsaw Man reference lol) "Meowy?" "Yeah. I couldn't think of a cool name. And when I saw her she didn't even hesitate to greet me, so I think Meowy will be her name" you stated as he can still see the light behind your eyes (MCR reference lol) as you petted the animal already felling asleep. He smiled at you as he thought how not only how beautiful you are, you also have a good heart. "Meowy is a pretty name. You should keep it" he replied back as you smiled at him and continued to thank him for helping you out on taking care of the little kitten. Can he just enjoy this moment with you? He have forgotten the danger outside the world as he has the desire to protect you. You really are his sunshine.

Gun Park/Samuel Seo/James Lee or DG/Magami Kenta/Hudson Ahn/Vin Ho Bin(Vin Jin)/Cheong Taejin/Mandeok/Olly Wang/Jiho Park (villain arc)

For the most part, he's not the type to be looking for a date unlike the others. He's not a hopeless romantic.

Though if he founds someone attractive he can't help himself to do the fling with them, releasing his stress on someone while making himself feel good. Yep, he's only fucking someone just so he can pleasure himself. Nothing more and nothing less.

But he can't help but to curious the moment he laid his eyes on you. You're cute to be honest, he won't deny that. You look and act so fragile, innocent most likely. You're also very gentle, sweet and passionate. Contrasting his wild and bold side. He's like a wild animal. He's harsh, aggressive and cold. He never has the desire to be involved on a romantic relationship. He finds the idea of it cringy to be honest. He finds it making him vulnerable. And he finds the idea of having a soft spot on someone well what's the word, to be honest he can't put words on the idea of it.

He does wonder sometimes if he actually lived a decent life, but that doesn't mean that he has regrets of becoming who he is today. He's strong and he can handle things on his own which makes him proud of himself. But hearing it from you and showering him with pure and genuine compliments sounds and feel very different. "Wow! You're so cool and strong!" you stated as your eyes sparkled like little stars on the dark, starry night. He smirked at this, he must admit that you look so innocent and if you continued to act like this, he wouldn't hesitate to give you a kiss if he's more affectionate. "Well I know" he simply replied. Thinking about this moments make his head ache and his stomach grumble. It's not because he's sick, but is it because of what most called butterflies? He chuckled at the thought of it. It's useless. He doesn't need anybody let alone a girl, but he'll often look for your presence when you and him are away for each other even if it's not a very long time.

And it makes him wonder why do you always stay on his side. You and him are too different. You actually lived a decent and peaceful life with a healthy environment, unlike him who's always surrounded by thugs and who's often obsessed with money, power, drugs, alcohol and sex. As much as he doesn't want to admit it, he does like you. That's why he's always pushing you away. He doesn't want you to get hurt. And he'll definitely kicked someone's ass if they ever tried to lay their hands on you.

"Hey," he called for your attention as you looked at him with those doe-like eyes. His voice sounds a bit harsh and demanding, but after getting to know him better and getting close to him you know that he's just like that to everybody. And you know that he actually doesn't mean it to be like that. "Yes?" you asked him softly as he made eye-contact. "Why do you always stay next to me?" he asked curiously as it made you slightly upset to be honest. Does he think of you as a burden? Are you annoying? Well despite you always getting compliments from other people about how you look like a princess or Goddess that popped on a fairy tail and given life, you're actually insecure about yourself. Your gentle and feminine side can be annoying to some. You can't help but to feel like a little child that always needed to be protected and taken care of. And you often cared too much about others making you a people pleaser. "What do you mean?" you chuckled trying to hide your distress but he took notice of this. He doesn't mean to be rude, he sighed as he reconstructed his statement since you misunderstood it in the wrong way. "I mean, why do you stay beside me? You can get hurt you know?" he stated as your eyes sparkled once again. "Ahh, you mean in that way?" "Yeah." "Well, because you're really nice!" you honestly answered as he was shocked by your response. Really? Most people viewed him as an asshole for beating them up for his work. "You're joking right?" "Why do you think I'm joking? You're strong, kind well in some times, and you actually protected me when I need help." you smiled at him once again as he looked from a different direction trying to hide his blush. So far, that's the most genuine compliment he got from someone else.

And he also took notice of how gentle you are with animals. Not only you help out other people, but also those street kittens and pups that randomly pop up on streets. He just finds owning a pet a bit stressful since he already has lots of responsibility in his shoulders. "PLEASE CAN WE ADOPT HIM!" you pleaded as you cling on his arms making him groan. "No." "WHY!" "Well, I can't take care of it and I don't want to." he answered honestly but in a brutal way making you frown. If you have dog ears right now it will droop down and your eyes got bigger again like you're about to cry. "Please? I'll take care of it..." you put your hands together begging as he stares at you. He honestly find it cringy since he doesn't know if you're doing that on purpose or if you're just too soft. Not being able to stop you, he sighed. "Fine, but don't ask me to be his babysitter." he looked away as you smiled once again. "C'mon just tell me that you also find him cute!" "Shut up..." he may sound rude, but you can see that little smirk forming on his lips.

Goo Kim/Jake Kim/Kuroda Ryuhei/Yoojin/Sinu Han

This men will be a 100% simp for you (especially Goo and Ryuhei). He just founds you really hot, cute and pretty! Well you name it.

In some levels, they do care about their partner's appearance (remember having preferences are not bad ladies and gentle man). But they actually do not belittle others who are not their taste especially women since for the most part. He's a gentleman (or he tries to be).

To be honest, they're just secretly horny lmao. Remember they're still men so having a partner with a beautiful face and body just makes him worked up. Like, you don't have a right to be this pretty (he just praises you at this point).

But he does know deep inside that looks are not just a fundamental in having a partner. He does care about personality. He just honestly can't stand women who looks hot but just acts annoying and bitchy most of the time. It turns him off the most. But meeting you is one of the best blessing he have. Not only you look like a deity, but you also act like one. He just thought you're an angel who fell from the sky, in this hellish place called Earth. Did God sent you for him? Is life not finally being an ass to him? Who knows.

He'll also compliment you 24/7. Like his mouth just wouldn't stop talking about you. Like, in some levels you kind of find it annoying especially if you're the quiet one. You also probably thought at first that he's a perv but he's just being honest and appreciative! So you just brushed it off and you actually started appreciating his comments about you since it's not harming you in anyways. In fact it also boosts your confidence even more. "Y/N do you know how pretty you are?" he teased just to get a reaction out of you (and he also likes making you smile H:LKHDL:KHAL:KFH:LDKHA) "Of course I do" you smirked as you played along with him. "Well you actually look like a koala" "HEY THAT'S RUDE!" you stated as he laughed at your reaction "BUT KOALAS ARE CUTE!".

He also finds it adorable when you adopt stray animals. He just finds you "waifu material" girl. He also fantasizes about adopting 5 kittens or puppies with you and living on a peaceful and small town. You know, just the normal couple living their best life. Though he wouldn't be open about it since he finds it lowkey embarrassing lmao. "BABE! I FOUND A KITTEN ON A STREET!" "C'mon Y/N it's the fifth time you adopted a cat. Are you making an orphanage out of animals?" he teased as your kitten named Pebbles cling into him like a toddler begging for his dad's attention. "Please? I already have a name for her" you pleaded as he sighed knowing that he can't stop your motherly behavior with animals and besides he finds the cat cute too, it's a pure white kitten with blue sapphire like eyes. "What's her name though?" he asked curiously as you smiled and named the cat Snow. "Why won't you name her Elsa?" "C'mon love you make too much jokes." you sighed trying not to laugh as he chuckled at your reaction. "I'm just kidding, besides Snow's a really fitting name." he gently picked the cat on your arms and petting it. He just finds you daring. You're more than just your looks and he finds that fascinating :3.

A/N: I hope you really like it! It's kind of rushed yet late lmao. And I'm more of a cat person than a dog person but I still hoped you liked it!

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mirisss · 2 months

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Ampers&One confessing to their crush

Ampers&one x gn! reader

Warnings: None I think, really fluffy

Wordcount ≈ 2.1k

Thank you for the request 🍩! I hope you like it!

Na Kamden

Kamden would have done his research on how to ask someone out both from asking his friends, looking up tips on the internet, watching romance movies, reading books, and even asking your friends if you had mentioned any scenarios of how you wanted to be asked.

The result was him choosing to slowly warm up to it. It began with the two of you studying in the library, he was helping you with a subject you struggled a little with, as the sun set and it was getting late, Kamden asked if you wanted to eat dinner together. You said yes, wanting to get closer to the boy who made your heart beat a little quicker. Kamden paid for your food, wanting to be a gentleman. The two of you ate and spoke, laughing and enjoying the moment. Once dinner was done and it was time to head home, Kamden walked you to your door, you hugged him saying goodbye, but then he suddenly stopped you.

“Wait, (Y/n)!” “Huh? Oh, yeah, what’s up?” He walked closer. “I really like hanging out with you and I would love to spend more time together, as more than friends, if you want that too?” Kamden smiled nervously as he held out his hand, in it he held a necklace with a small flower charm, it was a (your favorite flower). “I’d love to do that too, Kamden,”

He Brian

Brian would not be as well prepared as Kamden. Nope, Brian would kind of just do it without realizing it. The guy barely knew he had feelings for you before Mackiah and Jiho pointed it out to him. “Hey, lover boy stop staring at your lover and go ask them out already!” His two friends said as they laughed at the shocked face Brian gave them. “What do you mean? (Y/n) isn’t my lover?” “Obviously, because you haven’t asked them out, but you should cause they like you too,” Jiho said.

Brian thought about that conversation for the next couple of days, but he didn’t know how he should do it, well until today. Brian was about to walk home after his classes had ended, as he walked by the basketball court he saw you standing there alone with a basketball in your hand, staring angrily up at the net. Brian smiled because he found you so cute. He walked over.

“Hey, (Y/n), what are you doing?” “Oh, Hi Brian! For my gym class next week, we’re playing basketball but I’m really bad at it, and my gym teacher told me today that I have to do somewhat well next week to get a good grade, but as I suck at anything ball-sport related, it’s not looking good for me,” “Mm well, I could try to teach you some moves,” “You could?” You happily said, finally feeling a glint of hope. “Yeah, I used to play basketball almost professionally, until I moved,” “Thank you, Brian, I owe you,”

For almost 2 hours, Brian gave you a private lesson on how to play basketball. After 2 hours, he noticed that you were getting tired so he decided that would have to be it for today. “Thank you for today Bri,” “No worries, hey, um, do you want to get something to eat?” “Yeah, sure, it’s on me though, as I said, I owe you!” “No, I’ll pay,” “No, I should paaay, Bri,” “What kind of gentleman am I if I don’t pay on a date I asked you out on?” “It’s a date?” That was when Brian realized what he had done. “Yeah, if you want it to be?” “I’d love that,”

Choi Jiho

Jiho first met you through his younger friend, Siyun. Siyun and you shared a class and during a lunch break, Siyun brought you with him to the table where his friends sat as your other friends were sick or busy that day. All the boys were super nice and you especially took a liking to Jiho, finding interest in his major. Jiho immediately fell in love with you, it was love at first sight for him. He would be a little nervous around you but you didn’t notice. Jiho was just a little bit jealous too, jealous of Siyun who got to see you all the time. Therefore, Jiho did everything he could to show you that he was better than his friend.

After you were invited to a movie night with the seven boys who made up your classmates friend group, Jiho got to find out something that helped him out.

“Come on, please can we watch a horror movie? Please guys,” Seungmo really wanted to watch a horror movie but some of the guys were against it, Jiho wanted to hear your opinion before he stated his own. “(Y/n), where do you stand on the horror movie? Do you like them or not?” “Um, both, I kind of like them but I also get scared so if I wanna watch one, I’ll always need someone beside me that I can hold onto,” You laughed a bit nervously, making Jiho smile as he found it cute. “You can always hold onto me if you want,” The way he said it and the way his eyes looked so warm as he gently gazed into your eyes made your heart skip a few beats and a blush crept up on your cheeks. “Then I want to watch a horror movie,” “Same, so that means the majority wants to watch the horror movie,”

Everyone sat down in their designated spots, you stood a bit awkwardly on the side wondering where you should sit. Jiho waved you over to the couch where he was sitting, Siyun on the other end. “Come on, you can’t hold on to me from over there,” At the beginning of the movie, Jiho was disappointed as you just sat in the middle of the couch with him on one side and Siyun on the other seemingly totally fine. As the movie was approaching its middle point, the first real jump scare happened and you were very frightened almost jumping onto Jiho as you hid your face in his chest. Jiho’s heartbeat was racing but he felt happy, he embraced his arms around your frame, hugging you tightly to him.

After the movie was over, Jiho reluctantly removed his arms from around you as it was time for people to head home. He walked you over to the door, hugging you to say goodbye. “Thank you for being my human shield tonight, it was really nice, you’re a great hugger, whoever gets to date you is lucky,” “Do you wanna be lucky?” “What do you mean?” “Want to go on a date?” “Seriously?” “Yeah, (Y/n), do you want to go on a date with me, Choi Jiho?” “Yes, I do,”

Yoon Siyun

Siyun and you would be friends, studying together or just belonging to the same friend group. The two of you both enjoy photography, so sometimes, the two of you tend to stray away from the group as you wish to take photos of the clouds or nature. Without realizing it, Siyun began snapping photos of you as he fell for your passion. He thought you looked really cute as you concentrated on getting the perfect photo of a flower as a gentle breeze was blowing. It would take him a few weeks to realize that he was doing this, it wasn’t until he needed to go through his pictures to find one for an assignment in school that he found the majority of his camera roll from the last month was just photos of you.

When he realized this, he knew that he had feelings for you, and he knew the perfect way to confess. He would print out all of his favorite photos he had taken of you and even some photos of the two of you together. He made a small collage of them, decorating it with flower stickers and other cute stickers. Next time he met up with you, he would ask if you wanted to see the photos he loved the most, and you, of course, said yes. He took out the collage and gave it to you. In the middle of it, he had written, I love you. “I love you too, Siyun,”

Choi Kyrell

He wouldn’t be the one to confess first, he would want to but he would also be too scared to ruin things with the person he liked. For more read Your warm embrace.

Mercer Mackiah

Mackiah would be totally whipped for you, he would try to act cool and impress you but the second you look away he is following you with puppy eyes. Whenever you asked for something he would get it in a heartbeat.

“Uh I could really use a snack right now, I’m so hungry but I still have two more classes before the day is over,” “Uhm, I just need to go to the bathroom, be back in a sec,” Mackiah would run over to the cafeteria and buying you a snack then run back with it, luckily the boy has a lot of energy and he’s a fast runner. “Here, I got you a snack,” He’d smile brightly as he handed you the snack, his eyes sparkling with joy at being able to get you a snack. “Thanks, Mackiah, you didn’t need to,” “But I wanted to,”

Other times it could be during an evening hangout, your friend group was at a park just hanging out and talking. Later on, a chilly breeze passed by, reminding you of your lack of a jacket. “I’m so stupid, I didn’t bring a jacket even though I knew we would be out for a long time,” “Hey, it’s okay, here, I brought a blanket, we can share it,” Mackiah quickly opened his bag and took out a blanket, he then walked over to you, wrapping it around your shoulders as he sat down very close to you. “Thanks, are you sure you don’t mind sharing it?” “Of course not, I’d love to share it. Anything for you,” “You’re so sweet, Mackiah, you’re like every person’s dream boyfriend,” “Even yours?” “I mean, yeah, you’re nice, sweet, caring, funny, not to mention handsome, loyal, oh-” Mackiah suddenly stopped your rambling by leaning in and kissing your cheek. “Can I be your boyfriend then?” “Yes, please,” He tried to stay cool but the second he turned his face away from you, he was turning as red as a tomato as he cheered internally.

Kim Seungmo

Seungmo would be really afraid of rejection so he wouldn’t dare ask you face to face. No, he would write a letter with the help of his friends. He rewrote the letter many times because he wanted it to be perfect.

Once he had his perfect letter, that basically just said:

“hey, (Y/n), I’m in love with you, wanna go out? Love Seungmo, but like no pressure if you don’t”

His friends wondered why he opted for such a simple letter instead of the three pages long once he had them help him write, but no one was surprised. They knew Seungmo, he’s young and terrified of confessing to his first love.

Seungmo ended up leaving the letter in your locker, waiting behind a corner to see your reaction to the letter. When you opened your locker and found the letter you locked around a little confused but figured that it was for you. You opened it and read the sentence, laughing a little and blushing. You looked around to try and spot the tall boy with now blonde-blue hair, and while he was hiding behind a corner, he wasn’t really hidden. You walked over to him, he was nervous and ready to bolt out of there.

“Hi, Seungmo,” “Hey, (Y/n),” “Yes,” “Yes?” “Yes, I wanna go out with you,” “Really?” “Yeah, and I like you too!” Seungmo nervously put his hand out toward you, looking shyly between it, your eyes, and your hand. You smiled at the shy boy before putting your hand in his, and so you walked out of the school together, hand in hand, shy smiles and red cheeks, nervous giggles could be heard every now and then.

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nctsjiho · 1 year

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Going Home

cw: strong language, mentions of blood and injury, <10k words || era: December 18, 2022

❀ Sometimes it takes a while to realise who your actual family are, and sometimes you realise it when it's just too late

Chapter I:

“Last night there was a reported hit and run in the outskirts of Seoul in the direction of Incheon. The hit vehicle crashed into two other cars, causing a massive crash. Thankfully only one person was heavily injured, the four other victims: a mother with her daughter and two young males, were only lightly injured.

“The crash that occurred at the beginning of a bridge caused major damage to the infrastructure of the bridge. Police have closed off that bridge and authorities are clearing the scene. The perpetrator who caused the crash has not yet been found.

“All traffic heading towards Incheon Airport has been safely redirected. Those who planned on travelling out via this bridge are hereby warned to head out to the airport earlier to assure a timely arrival.”

“Wow, that’s insane,” Haechan reacted in a breathy tone after hearing the news. “To think those people were probably heading out on holiday and now they have to spend time at the hospital.”

Taeyong nodded with a tight-lipped hum, he patted the youngest on his shoulder before sitting down next to him. “I hope they’re all well.”

It was cold in the practice room. The thermostat had only been turned on when the first of the members arrived for their dance practice session. Something about the air in the room today didn't sit right. Maybe it was the frosty weather outside, the equally uncomfortable temperature inside or the exhaustion the members were feeling with their packed schedule, but the mood really wasn’t feeling right at that moment.

“Where are the others?” The leader looked from Haechan to Taeil, who both shrugged their shoulders, yet before Taeil could vocalise his unknowing, the door of the practice room swung open.

“I’m sorry we’re late!” Mark heaved and stumbled into the room.

Taeil chuckled a bit at the younger man’s frantic exterior. “Don’t tell me you actually ran up here.” It wasn’t even a question, more like a statement out of incredulity which had Taeil hardly suppressing a laugh.

“We were in the car,” Johnny said as he pushed past Mark. Jungwoo and Jaehyun followed him shortly. “Did you hear the news about the hit and run? It’s crazy.”

Haechan mimicked Taeyong’s earlier tight-lipped hum in acknowledgment, “yeah we’ve heard.”

“So we were listening to it and came up here as soon as the report was over.”

Noticing Mark struggling with his bag and belongings, Taeyong stood up to lend him a helping hand. Mark mouthed a quick thank you, mentioning briefly how his morning had already been so hectic and he couldn’t seem to keep it together. Taeyong offered him a comforting pat on the back and told him he should take a few deep breaths. Mark complied and after having collected himself, showed Taeyong a grateful smile.

“That makes us seven out of ten. Any ideas where the rest are?” Taeyong asked the whole group.

The boys all shook their heads bar Jungwoo, who spoke up, “I’m not sure, but I think I remember Doyoung mentioned he had something to attend to before noon. I don’t know about Yuta and JiHo though. Should I call?”

Taeyong shook his head dismissively. “They’ll get here soon enough, let’s start warming up already.”

Practice was in session not long after. The members started warming up and began going over choreography. About 15 minutes in, Doyoung and Yuta joined. They seemed distracted and Taeyong took note of it, but didn’t mention it out loud. The practice wasn’t even halted, they just continued on and the two latecomers joined wordlessly so as to not waste any time.

Once the first break arrived all the members went to their own corners of the room for a water and snack break.

“You two good?” Taeyong checked on Yuta and Doyoung who both nodded. “Did you hear anything from—”

“The mother who got injured during last night’s hit and run in the direction of Incheon was willing to explain the incident.” The voice of the female reporter sounded from Haechan’s tablet.

“We were heading towards the airport, me and my daughter were going to visit family in Europe. It was fairly empty on this road, since people usually go from the main road. I just remember a car to the left of me, and I think also one behind me. Suddenly I heard a loud noise and the car left of me hit my car. I only remember hearing another car speed by and they didn’t have any lights on. The next thing I know, I was checking on my daughter and we tried to exit the car safely. Luckily we were able to get out easily. Me and my daughter only had some bruises and I had a little cut from the glass of my side window that shattered.”

“Mother and daughter are safe and were able to catch another flight to their destination. The two young injured men have been successfully treated for their injuries in the hospital. The last victim is still in the hospital, getting treated for injuries.”

Once the reporter stopped speaking the room began filling with murmurs. Some of the members were discussing the news, while others had conversations about entirely different things in general.

Yuta didn’t realise he was drowning out the other members’ voices, preoccupied with his own thoughts until something caught his attention.

“—JiHo, so I’m not sure.” Doyoung was talking, but Yuta couldn’t connect enough elements to figure out the context. This was noticed by Doyoung, who placed a hand on the older man’s shoulder and with a chuckle—not necessarily one out of amusement—he asked if something was wrong, “are you okay? You seem spaced out.”

“No,” Yuta began. “It’s nothing. Just… I don’t know anything about JiHo either—”

“Guys!” A loud high pitched voice cut Yuta off. All the members present turned to the door where they found a heaving Sihyun.

Another one, Taeyong thought as this had been the fourth person he had seen walking into this room who looked like their whole morning was filled with misfortune.

“What is it?” Johnny asked carefully as Sihyun had a difficult time speaking any words. No one was sure if it was because she had been running and was out of breath, or because of what she wanted to say.

“Have any of you guys seen JiHo?”

Chapter II:

“You don’t have to leave,” Yuta pouted playfully. He had a hard time hiding his smile as, even though he did feel a bit sad about JiHo returning to her apartment, he was happy she was in a better place than a month prior.

“You say that, but I’m pretty sure Doyoung is annoyed with me hogging his bed 24/7,” she deadpanned. However, the second she made eye contact with her fellow Japanese friend, the two broke out in laughter. “I think I’m messing with that homebody’s safe space too much,” she confessed.

“You can sleep here as well.” Yuta patted the bed he was sitting on—his bed.

In response JiHo scoffed, turning back to his desk where she was looking for her phone charger. “You kick me out every time you want to sleep. No thank you.”

“Hey! I don’t do that. It’s just that you hate me hugging you in your sleep and I need my space,” he countered. As he spoke those words though, he started to realise how contradicting they sounded. “Okay, so maybe we’re not great sleeping buddies, but if you go back to your apartment, who’s going to cook for me? And our movie nights? And game nights! Those are fun, although Haechan always hogs your attention and it’s getting annoying. That tiny boy needs to learn his place—”

Mid-ramble Yuta noticed how JiHo wasn’t responding to him. His eyes scanned JiHo’s unusually stiff figure until he realised what she was doing—or rather what she had seen. “JiHo, it’s not like that—”

“Like what?” Her voice had dropped an octave and there was no emotion in it. She turned around and was holding a small stack of envelopes. “What are these doing here?”

Taking a deep breath in, Yuta stood up and took a step closer, but JiHo moved back instantly. “I— Okay, I got them from your biological parents. They tried to visit you in Japan and I didn’t think you wanted them to, so I told them to leave. They gave those to me.”

JiHo took a few moments to let the information settle before she spoke up. “Japan? When exactly? At the beginning of the year?” When Yuta nodded affirmatively, JiHo scoffed even louder. There was a scowl on her face as she eyed him with anger. “Why didn’t you at least give them to me?”

“I was planning to. Believe me,” Yuta pleaded, trying to reach out to hold JiHo’s hand, but she shook him off. “I just didn’t know how you’d react or—”

“Well, now you know,” JiHo said and grabbed her suitcase, rolling it behind her as she walked out of his room.

“JiHo!” Yuta called after her, but she didn’t answer. She didn’t even look back as she closed the front door behind her and left the dorm.

Defeated, Yuta plopped down on his bed, cradling his head between his hands. He felt like an asshole for not letting the younger girl know about the letters, or that JiHo’s biological parents had tried to visit her, but if he was being honest, he knew that he wasn’t even planning on doing so. He lied to her.

Yuta never wanted to tell JiHo about her biological parents. They weren’t good people, they didn’t have good intentions. All he wanted was to protect her from them. Although he knew that that wasn’t his place nor call, he just wanted to be selfish. He and the members had been around JiHo for so long, caring for her, loving her, he didn’t want JiHo to meet those people who would give her an empty promise of doing what they had done for so many years. He wanted JiHo to see the boys as her family, he didn’t want her to reach out to those fake parents.

Too lost in his thoughts, Yuta fell asleep that night without changing out of his clothes. When he woke up that following morning it had already been close to noon. There was a lingering headache that made his every move that much more painful, more than the muscle ache of sleeping in an uncomfortable position for many hours.

As the late morning progressed he had pondered on whether or not to reach out to JiHo. He wanted to know if she reached her apartment safely last night, but the memories of their fight halted him. JiHo probably didn’t want him to call her. He had probably broken her trust and she must’ve been very angry at him—the anger in her eyes that looked at Yuta was still imprinted in his mind. He had to, however. It would’ve made him an even worse person if he didn’t at least check on her.

Just as expected, his call went to voicemail. JiHo didn’t want to talk to him, Yuta was sure of it. However, he hoped that she had at least seen the call attempt and knew that he was putting in an effort, but that thinking process even sounded selfish to himself. Yuta coined all his thoughts and actions towards JiHo as selfish. That’s just how I am, he thought.

Chapter III:

“What do you mean?” Yuta asked with a shaky voice after Sihyun had run into the practice room asking for JiHo. “Is she not at home?”

Sihyun turned to Yuta as he heard his voice and shook her head. “No… She isn’t,” she answered, but sounded confused.

“Did something happen?” Doyoung mimicked her confused look, sensing the weird atmosphere in the room.

Again Sihyun shook her head and took a step further into the room. “Why are you guys looking like that at me? It’s just that I’ve been setting up for JiHo’s birthday surprise and I don’t want it to get ruined.”

It took a second before the boys all sighed with a sense of relief. “God, you scared me, I thought something happened.”

“OH! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to worry you guys, but… Wait. If JiHo isn’t here and she isn’t at home? Did anyone call her?”

Yuta raised his hand hesitantly, “I called her earlier, she didn’t pick up, but I…” Everyone eyed the Japanese expectantly. “We got in a little fight yesterday night so I think she doesn’t really want to talk to me.”

Taeyong sighed in a mixture of relief, acknowledgment, but also pain. “That’s why you’ve been acting so strange,” he said as he patted his friend on his shoulder. “Don’t worry about it. It’s hard to get JiHo that angry. She either didn’t see it or she’ll get over it quickly.”

“No, Taeyong. You don’t understand. I really fucked up this time.” Yuta’s eyes were wide before they turned down into a frown. It was clear to Taeyong—and the others—that whatever happened between Yuta and the female member was weighing on him.

“What happened?” Mark asked curiously. Of course he wasn’t beyond realising the weight of the situation, but he would be lying if he said he wasn’t actively curious about what had happened. He would have to admit that when Yuta turned to him and let out a deep shaky sigh that he almost felt bad asking, but he thought that it would be best for his friend to air his worries.

“I spoke to JiHo’s biological parents more than half a year ago… during our concerts.” The gasps of disbelief from the members had Yuta lowering his head in shame. He knew that the boys had already made up their minds and thought badly of him for doing so. A comforting hand from his leader, however, had urged him to continue explaining. “JiHo sent them letters when she felt lonely, when she couldn’t see her actual parents. Her biological parents gave me the letters and I never told JiHo about it. I kept them and JiHo found them last night.”

There was tension in the room. It mostly felt like a feeling of shared sadness, but there was a clear air of disappointment and something akin to anger. The latter was very prominent coming from Yuta’s immediate left, where Doyoung stood and let out a scoff.

“Wow,” the Korean sarcastically commented. “Way to go, Yuta.”

“Hey! You would’ve done the same if you were in my position,” Yuta turned to his so-called friend. “If you met those people, you wouldn’t have wanted them around JiHo even for a split second.”

“You should’ve told her about it at least.”

“Don’t act like you’re a saint and never make dumb decisions.”

“You—”

“HEY!” Haechan suddenly yelled, catching everyone's attention. “What Yuta hyung did was dumb, but you can’t say you would’ve handled it differently when you never had to be in his place. Now, it doesn’t matter anyway. We don’t know where JiHo is and I don’t know about you guys, but it’s starting to get a little concerning to me.”

Mark turned to his friend who was heaving a little and put his arm around his shoulder comfortingly. Taeyong nodded in agreement before looking at Yuta and Doyoung and then at the rest. “I’ll call JiHo, see if I can reach her. Sihyun, you can continue preparing for JiHo’s surprise and the two of you—” Taeyong turned to the two members who were previously yelling at each other “—please make up, there’s no need to fight because of this. I’m sure you both are already stressed enough.”

Taeyong disappeared from the room alongside Sihyun, leaving the other members to themselves. “I’m sorry. I’ve just been feeling off the whole day. I slept terribly last night and,” Doyoung sighed. “I just hope things are fine.”

Yuta pulled the man in a quick hug, which Doyoung reciprocated immediately. “No need to apologise. I understand.”

Despite the two men reconciling, the mood in the room still felt a bit off. The members either stood in place, staring at whatever it might be, or were pacing around trying not to get in their head too much.

It proved rather pointless, because with every passing minute—Taeyong was taking a while—the boys grew more uneasy. They were all worried, but Johnny noticed one member in particular seeming to have an ever harder time. “Hey,” he said in almost a whisper. “You don’t seem too well. Is something on your mind?”

Yuta looked up at his taller friend and released his lip that was held hostage between his teeth. He shook his head from side to side, his eyes unfocused and darting around the room. “It’s just that…”

“Just that what?” Jaehyun stepped forward once he noticed Yuta’s expression. It looked like the Japanese man was about to say something, but had a hard time letting the words come out. “Did something come to mind?”

Jaehyun could act all calm, cool and collected as much as he wanted, but the tone of his voice gave him away immediately. He was panicking on the inside, scared that something might have gone wrong. His faked exterior immediately crumbled, however, when Taeyong entered the room with his phone held up high telling the members he wasn’t able to reach JiHo.

“Yuta, speak up,” Doyoung quickly urged.

The man eyed his friends first before he opened his mouth to speak, “Maybe—”

“The victim who was sent to the hospital with major injuries after last night’s hit and run case in Seoul is recovering well. The young man was in the driver’s seat of the first car that got hit with his two other friends in the back of the car. He will be able to leave the hospital by tomorrow. All victims of the crash will be able to spend their holidays safely with their families and friends. The police are still searching for the perpetrator.”

As soon as the female voice got cut off, Yuta let out a huge sigh of relief. Mark’s eyes widened once the realisation set in after he connected Yuta’s earlier demeanour and actions. “You thought that person was JiHo?!”

Mark’s voice boomed through the room, louder than it ever had.

As if caught red-handed, Yuta started to stutter out words defensively. “It wasn’t ruled out! I just thought there was a possibility JiHo might have gone to the airport because she wanted to see her parents,” Yuta’s loud and defensive tone diminished with every passing word. He looked around at his friends and once again dropped his head in shame. “I didn’t want to think like that, but perhaps hearing her biological parents tried to reach out… JiHo might’ve wanted to get in contact with them.”

Although Yuta sounded meek and defeated, the way his voice started to tremble and his words started to mix together, it was clear he had been insanely stressed and in his head before and that his emotions were finally catching up to him.

“Hey hey.” Mark took a step closer and called out to Yuta in a gentle voice, “you were just worried and scared. Let’s just be happy that it wasn't JiHo.”

Yuta shook his head and pressed his eyes shut tight—tears were starting to run down his cheeks. “I still shouldn’t have thought like that. If I even thought it was possible, why didn’t I do anything?”

Mark pouted and looked at Doyoung with a lost look. He didn’t know what to say or do, so opted to hug the Japanese man instead. Doyoung gave Mark a firm nod and with his own hand softly patted Yuta’s back. “You couldn’t have done anything in such a situation anyway. Let’s focus on actually finding JiHo first.”

As on que, Taeyong entered the room with his phone in hand. He was already shaking his head from side to side. “I can’t reach her.”

A collective sigh came from the boys. At this point reaching JiHo started to feel like an urgent matter, but if she wasn’t going to pick up, it did not matter how many times the boys would call.

“Let me try,” Haechan suggested, although having the same mindset as the others. Taeyong was about to say that the idea seemed almost pointless at this time—although he wasn’t against trying a few more times—when Haechan had already pulled out his phone and dialled JiHo’s number.

He tried 3 more times after that and each time the boys looked at him with held breath. The last time though, something was different. It didn’t take about a minute or two before the call went to voicemail.

“What happened?” Jaehyun asked with much urgency in his tone.

Haechan looked as pale as a ghost as he looked up to his older members. There was a confusing mixture of emotions displayed by him and his voice came out meekly as he answered, “it went straight to voicemail.”

Chapter IV:

JiHo slammed her hands on the steering wheel as soon as she sat down in the car. It was Yebin’s car. Yebin, her manager who had gone on pregnancy leave. Her fiance didn’t allow her to drive so Yebin had nicely lent JiHo her car for now.

It was a nice car, though nothing special. Something affordable and big enough for a kid or two in the back seat. JiHo would’ve decided on something else for a car of her own—if she was allowed to at least. This car was nice, but she wanted a car in which she could get away from life for a moment. A car which she could pretty much live in whenever life became too much. Just like at that moment.

She looked at the stack of envelopes on the passenger’s seat before letting out a scoff and immediately turning on the engine. In barely a minute she was on the street already. Despite it being the weekend, the streets of Seoul were rather empty. That shouldn’t have been surprising, noticing the time of day—rather night—it was.

~“Last night there was a reported hit and run in the outskirts of Seoul in the direction of Incheon. The hit vehicle crashed into two other cars, causing a massive crash.”~

Driving was something that went like autopilot for JiHo. One moment she was still in the parking lot, the next she was pulling up at her destination.

Destination…

Driving was so much like going on autopilot that JiHo sometimes didn’t even realise where she was heading. Usually it was just driving from her apartment or the boys dorm to the company, or returning home from the company. Sometimes JiHo would drive to personal schedules or if she just wanted to go out somewhere on her own. She didn’t have a car though, so it was a hassle to ask a manager for permission each time she wanted to go somewhere. If only she could buy her own car. Her father didn’t approve of the idea. Something about it being too dangerous. “Dangerous my ass,” JiHo mumbled to herself as she relived the arguments with her father about the topic in her head.

There was a nice song on the radio. JiHo hummed along with it, letting her body steer the car to wherever it wanted to go.

~“We were heading towards the airport, me and my daughter were going to visit family in Europe. It was fairly empty on this road, since people usually go from the main road.”~

The road she was on was not the one going to her apartment. That much she was sure of, but even though she was aware, even though she mumbled it to herself that this isn’t the way home, it was like her mind wasn’t connecting the dots. She just continued driving.

“God—” JiHo cursed as she had to hit the brakes suddenly. A car in front of her slowed down abruptly before its blinkers changed from the right to the left. With the sudden movement she heard something shift to the side of her. Looking back down at the passenger’s seat she was confronted with her own handwriting. She didn’t have to look closely to know what it said.

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Dubois

It’s me, JiHo. I was wondering if we could meet up one day.

JiHo internally cringed. She didn’t know whether she was more disappointed that she ever wrote it, or that she was still wondering about how her biological parents had reacted when they first read the letter.

“They probably didn’t even care.” The words she spoke were those to comfort her. It did little to do so however because JiHo quickly felt a hot tear on her cheek. She sniffled and wiped the tear away before really focusing on the street in front of her again. “How did I get here?”

In front of her were two cars. Despite this place being a bit further than the main road—JiHo wanted to be on the road for as long as possible—it was a pretty big road. Three lanes wide, but JiHo was in no rush. She continued behind the car on the most right side, heading towards the bridge.

~just remember a car to the left of me, and I think also one behind me. Suddenly I heard a loud noise and the car left of me hit my car.~

A loud screeching noise came from JiHo’s side. She barely had any time to look up before the four headlights started to blur into one big mess. There was rumbling, the sound of metal bending and screeching and scratching and getting crushed. JiHo tried to keep her eyes on the lights but it quickly became impossible.

The lights started to disappear to the left side of her vision and she felt her body get shaken until she couldn’t see any light anymore.

Chapter V:

“Should we call the police?” Mark suggested, earning some of the boys attention.

“We could, but they might not act on it immediately,” Johnny answered. His face looked like one of worry. It looked like he hadn’t slept in days, yet it was easy to pinpoint the source of his concern.

“I can’t sit here any longer, I’m gonna head out,” Jaehyun said as he grabbed his jacket.

“And do what?”

“I don’t know. Something?! We can sit here all day and wait, or we can try to go out and find her,” Jaehyun stated firmly. When he looked his leader in the eyes, however, his whole semblance shattered. He dropped his jacket and shook his head defeatedly. “Hyung— I just don’t have a good feeling about this. Just sitting here makes me feel useless.”

Taeyong nodded, pulling the taller man into a hug. “I know, but for all we know JiHo is just at the gym blowing off steam, or with a friend. JiHo is a smart girl who needs her distance sometimes. Let’s take it step by s—”

A ringing noise sounded from behind Taeyong. Turning around, he found Doyoung looking down at his phone confused. “Who’s that?”

“I don’t know, I don’t recognise the number,” he mumbled confusedly.

“Maybe it's a sasaeng?” Taeil commented with a slight scowl. It was true that lately the boys and JiHo were getting more sasaeng calls. If it weren’t the usual fan girls that bothered them, then it was this new fan who just called and didn’t say anything. As if to taunt them.

Doyoung shrugged, but decided to pick up the phone anyway. “Hello?”

The boys all watched as Doyoung took the call, trying to understand what was going on by watching his facial expressions.

“Car? ... Black car? … I’m sorry, I can’t— Wait, I’ll step out for a sec—” Doyoung stopped dead in his tracks before asking the person on the other side of the phone to repeat themselves. “No… I, you must be mistaken. There were only 2 cars—”

“On further investigation the police were able to find a third vehicle that was involved in the hit and run last night in Seoul. The car was found about a hundred metres down the side of the bridge. There seemed to be only one passenger in the car. The victim’s condition is not yet known.

“It took the police several hours to find the last vehicle. The car was not immediately found since there were no direct traces suggesting more than 2 vehicles involved, as well as the side of the bridge being very overgrown and there being many trees making the last car difficult to spot. They will do an extra search, expanding the search area to make sure no one else is left unfound.”

Frozen in his spot, Doyoung looked Taeyong dead in the eyes. His eyes were filled to the brim with tears and he had completely forgotten about listening to what the person on the phone was saying.

“Doyoung?” Taeyong whispered, but his friend still couldn’t say a thing. “Please talk to me.”

Before long, Johnny snatched the phone from Doyoung’s hand and held it up to his ear. “Yes? … Yeah I’m— I’m her brother.” As Johnny said that he couldn’t look his members in the eyes and so he turned his back on them and continued talking to the person on the phone.

“Hyung, what’s going on?” Haechan asked in almost a whiny tone. It wasn’t the usual playful tone he carried, but a genuine pained sound. “Can’t you tell us what happened? What did they say?”

Just a few seconds later Johnny turned back to the group. “Taeyong, Yuta, Doyoung?” He looked at the three, calling for their attention, but the latter didn’t budge. “Let’s go.”

The three stood there in shock, unsure of what to do, with Taeyong and Yuta eyeing each other nervously.

“COME ON! If you don’t come I’m taking someone else with me,” Johnny yelled loudly which made Yuta and Taeyong move instantly. To help Doyoung out, the leader pulled him by his arm, only partly getting him out of his trance.

“What about us?” Jungwoo asked in a soft, shaky tone.

A sigh escaped Johnny’s lips and he glanced over the room once again. “Okay, one more person can fit in the car with us. The others, ask for the manager to bring you.”

The other members nodded after they pushed Haechan towards the older members. “Where to?” Mark asked. He sounded almost scared to ask the question and when the response came, his apprehensiveness felt not unwarranted.

“To the hospital goddamnit! Where else to?” Johnny had never been this upset—this angry. When he got angry he’d always try to compose himself, using sarcasm or trying to joke about it to lighten the mood. This time, however, every sense of trying to stay composed—trying to be fake—was thrown out of the window and it was scary.

“Yeah. I’m sorry,” Mark had whispered to himself when he noticed the group leave the room without much of a second glance. Jaehyun was by his side in seconds to give him a pat on his shoulder, but when Mark looked up he didn’t see Jaehyun look at him with a comforting or reassuring gaze. The man himself was dying of nerves. He was just as scared as the rest.

“Let’s just go,” he stated short, earning affirmative hums and nods from the boys as they looked for a manager to bring them to the hospital.

Chapter VI:

“I’m sorry, this many people aren’t allowed in here. It’s family—”

The nurse had barely any time to state the protocol when 5 intimidating men were towering over her. If it weren’t for the clear tears, red eyes and clumped-together eyelashes, the woman would’ve called security without a second of thought.

“We’re her family, she’s all she’s got here.”

The woman nodded nervously before looking down at her clipboard. “A—And who’s family is it that you are?”

“Lim JiHo’s,” Taeyong answered in Johnny’s stead. It wasn’t like Johnny was unable to answer, but his height and clearly sour mood was making the nurse severely uncomfortable to the point Taeyong needed to step in. Johnny was tall and really scary at this moment, but he wouldn’t hurt anyone—besides possibly the person in charge of what had happened—Taeyong just didn’t want anyone to misunderstand his American friend.

“Lim? Lim JiHo?” She continued to leaf through the patient documents until she found the right name. “Oh—” Her expression was all but satisfactory.

“What does that mean?” Yuta asked, a clear waver in his voice. He felt the blood in his veins run cold and cold beads of sweat form on his hairline.

The nurse ushered them towards a waiting room—secluded and cold—before telling them to sit down. “I’ll need you to wait here, I’ll send you JiHo’s doctor immediately.” Before the boys could utter another word the nurse had run off already.

“Hyung,” Haechan whispered as he softly poked Doyoung’s shoulder. The latter turned around to look at the younger man, revealing his bloodshot eyes to Haechan despite not having many tears rolling off his cheeks. “Are you okay?”

Doyoung shook his head. It was the clearest answer he had given since the phone call. “I’m not,” he then voiced his answer. “But that doesn’t matter. All that matters is JiHo.”

Haechan nodded, but felt like it was not right. It seemed like Taeyong felt the same way as he reached out to Doyoung and caressed his arm. “I understand, but you have to stay strong as well. JiHo needs you that way.”

The two best friends shared pained gazes between each other and although not by much, it still felt a bit comforting to Doyoung. His mind couldn’t stop thinking about the what if’s and the maybe’s, but at least he didn’t feel alone.

“Hello good sirs,” a doctor said as he approached the five men. He didn’t share any other niceties and went straight to the point. “As you know JiHo was in that car crash?” When the members nodded, the doctor continued, “as she was found much later she wasn’t in good condition when we found her. She was still awake though not able to respond verbally. We brought her here and she’s currently in surgery.”

“What took them so long?” Yuta asked as soon as the doctor finished speaking, but his tone didn’t hold any hostility. He was genuinely curious as to why they had to suffer so long before being called to the hospital and could only imagine how long JiHo had to suffer alone in that car wreck.

The doctor made a gesture of acknowledgement and answered, “JiHo was found about an hour ago. We, the hospital staff, did think it was for the best to keep this information from the public until we found the family of the victim.” He let out a deep worrisome sigh which had the boys at the edge of their seats. “When the police found her and when she was brought into the hospital JiHo’s injuries were too severe to clearly identify her at first. The police couldn’t find any other identification on her until they found her phone a few more metres away from the car. When they charged it they found your number in it and during the surgery one of the doctors recognised her as well,” he explained. “I’m sincerely sorry about how this process has been going so far.”

“Do we have any updates on her so far?” Taeyong asked and the doctor’s brows settled into another frown.

“JiHo’s condition is still unstable. The surgery is getting wrapped up by now, but just surgery alone won’t make her better. She needs a lot of rest and possibly more surgeries. Due to the severe trauma to the head we have decided to put her into a coma.” Doyoung gasped and jumped out of his chair at the news even if his legs felt like they could give in at any moment. “Without it she won’t make it. She had been bleeding a long time before the police found her. It’s a miracle she even stayed awake for that long.”

“How big are the chances of her being back to normal with a coma?” Johnny asked.

Again the doctor sighed and placed a hand on Doyoung’s shoulder. “JiHo’s a really strong girl. The chances aren’t zero, but it will be really hard for her.” Doyoung dropped his head at the words and scared that he might fall, the doctor gripped both of the idol’s shoulders to keep him up. “It all depends on how hard she fights and seeing the support she has I’m sure she’ll put up a great fright.”

Without many more words said, the doctor excused himself and left the room. A nurse informed them that they could go visit JiHo in her room in about 10 minutes from then and offered to bring Doyoung some water since he started to look very pale. The members politely declined the offer and sat in the room waiting for any developments.

Chapter VII:

A droning in her head woke JiHo up. As she tried to open her eyes she was only met with blackness. At first she wasn’t sure she had even opened her eyes, but as she started to make up the interior of the car she realised it was just dark outside.

Her phone had been placed on the passenger’s seat along with the envelopes, but when she looked to her right instead of seeing those items, she was met with what looked like a branch of a tree. The passenger’s side window was indeed shattered and several branches and bushes were covering that side of the car, making it even darker inside.

With a sigh JiHo went to lean her head on the window on her side only to notice that the glass had also shattered. “Fuck,” she whispered tiredly. A piece of shattered glass had grazed the side of her head, not quite enough to leave a cut or even a scratch, but it was the contact of the glass and her skin that caused all the feeling in her body to return.

JiHo felt a hot stream of liquid on the side of her head. It didn’t take much for JiHo to realise it was blood, her own blood, that covered one side of her face. She tried to move her hand to press the wound shut, but her limbs felt unusually heavy.

“Oh God, please help—” she tried to pray but her words got cut when she heard something in the distance. She noticed the sound of her phone, someone was calling her but she couldn’t pick up. Her phone wasn’t in the car, the distance of the sound made her realise that.

JiHo didn’t know how long she was in the car. She had heard a lot of noise coming from the distance, and what sounded like sirens, but when she was still there after the sun started to come up she wasn’t sure if she had only imagined it.

Despite the sun coming up, her vision hadn’t gotten any clearer. The temperature in the car had dropped significantly from the night as the warmth the car had provided escaped through the shattered windows. Thankfully she was still wearing warm clothes and the pain in her limbs and head were still providing her some semblance of warmth. The sun which just hid her windshield provided a little warmth as well.

At this point JiHo could hear her phone ring more often. It was almost as if the sound was teasing her. She couldn’t see her phone and even if she could, she wouldn’t be able to reach out. At some point she felt like she was getting delusional. She couldn’t possibly be hearing her phone, she normally put it on silent anyway. Yet she wanted to believe her members were worried about her. Although she remembered the way she ran out of Yuta’s room and thought that maybe she had acted a bit childish. Yuta must have had his reasons, and JiHo started to understand why he possibly did what he did.

The ringing sound of the phone was drowned out by a sudden ruckus. It sounded like a group of people, but not one of the voices sounded familiar to her.

“There’s someone here!” was all JiHo could really make out between all the shouts and for the first time that night she was sure that she at least wasn’t imagining those people. She could hear them, she could feel them and eventually she could see them. “Hey, are you okay? Can you hear me?”

JiHo only blinked in response, not having the energy and seemingly not even the ability to respond verbally. “She’s awake! We need to get her out now…” The man continued to speak to the other people, but JiHo could only focus on the fact that he looked so much like Johnny. He wasn’t as tall and he didn’t look as fit as Johnny, but his facial structure reminded her a lot of him. “Hey, we’ll get you out of here. Just stay awake, hmm?”

That was the last thing she heard before she closed her eyes, hoping that she was in caring hands, hoping she would be reunited with her family soon.

Chapter VIII:

“You can go inside now, but I suggest only three people go in at a time,” the nurse told the group. At this point in time, the other four members had arrived at the hospital. The mood in the waiting room had grown indescribably cold after Taeyong had explained the whole situation to the others. That also gave the first five to arrive a moment to take everything in once again and it didn’t make it easier.

“Doyoung?” Taeil called for him and motioned in the direction of JiHo’s room. The younger one shook his head though and slumped back in his chair.

“I think I’ll go last,” he told them. “I need to mentally prepare for this.”

Although everyone knew he could never be prepared—none of them could—they didn’t refute his comment and let three other members go in first.

Taeil went in with Mark and Jaehyun. They stayed in the room for about five or ten minutes before they walked back out. They didn’t say anything and no one asked anything either. All that was clear was that the three looked more defeated, more tired, more sad after they went in—no words were needed to notice that.

The next three were Jungwoo, Haechan and Taeyong. They stayed inside for a little longer than the previous three and when they came outside Taeyong had to support a sobbing Jungwoo to the waiting room. He tended to him for a bit before Jungwoo suggested he’d go outside and get some air.

“I’m coming with you. I think I need to get out of here for a little while,” Mark commented and helped Jungwoo get up from his seat. The two friends walked side by side towards the exit at the end of the hallway.

Once they were gone Taeyong turned to the last three. Johnny gave him a small nod before heading in with Yuta under his arm. Hesitantly Doyoung called for Taeyong’s attention, “how is she?”

Taeyong sighed deeply. “Well…” he mused. “It looks like she’s just sleeping,” he explained and Doyoung nodded although he seemed a bit apprehensive. “She looks a little pale and I don’t like it that I can’t see her smile right now. She looks a lot prettier when she smiles,” Taeyong chuckled sadly as he tried to hold back tears. “She almost doesn’t look like herself, but I can recognize those freckles and birthmarks anywhere.”

Doyoung didn’t say anything as he looked in the direction of JiHo’s room. Johnny and Yuta were already inside, but Doyoung couldn’t get himself to move. “You need to go see her,” Taeyong said firmly, yet his voice still held sympathy and enough gentleness. It was enough for the others to share a look before deciding they should leave the two alone.

“I don’t think I can,” Doyoung answered honestly once Jaehyun, Taeil and Haechan left the room. “I don’t think I can see her today.”

Taeyong pressed his eyes shut as he fought his inner turmoil before taking a step closer to Doyoung. “If you don’t see her today…”

“What?” Doyoung snapped his head at the leader. “What are you saying? She’s not going to die, Taeyong!”

“You don’t know that,” Taeyong said exasperated.

“I do! Even if it’s 0.0001 chance it’s not impossible! She’ll survive!” Taeyong let his friend heave in silence. He did not speak, leaving Doyoung with his thoughts and concerns. “They said she wouldn’t have been awake for so long, but she was. She’s strong enough to get through this.”

“She did that because she wanted us to go see her. Doyoung if you see her state—”

“No! I don’t want to! She’ll be fine,” Doyoung yelled and let his tears run freely. He could barely see Taeyong through his blurred vision, but tried to look him straight in the eyes. “I need her to be fine, Taeyong.”

“So you just won’t see her? Why?”

Doyoung sobbed as he tried to answer Taeyong, who seemed eerily calm, but the truth was he just felt so lost and scared he didn’t know how to act. “I don’t want the last time I see her to be like this. I want to remember her being happy,” Doyoung whispered to broken cries.

“Doyoung,” Taeyong called out for him as he placed his hand on his arm. “I know it's hard, but… This could be the last time you see her— alive,” he choked on his last words. Just as he said it, Doyoung had looked up to make eye contact once again, but upon hearing those words, he fell down to his knees and shook his head.

“No, no, no…” he chanted to himself in pain.

“I’ll be by your side okay?” Taeyong whispered comfortingly and caressed his friend’s arms. The two sat there for a bit before deciding to finally get up. However, just as they were about to turn to the hallway a group of people started rushing through the hallway.

“Doctor! Room 245!” Doyoung and Taeyong looked at each other with horror in their eyes as a group of doctors and nurses headed towards the called room, the number being too familiar.

Taeyong and Doyoung both stood frozen before Yuta and Johnny walked out of the room with extremely pale complexions. “What—”

Before Taeyong could even ask his question Yuta shook his head. “I don’t know, I— I don’t know, I don’t know,” like a broken record he kept repeating the words. Even when Taeyong told him to pull himself together, all he could say was “I don’t know”.

“Defibrillator needed in room 245!”

Doyoung stopped right in his tracks as he tried to walk towards the room before. He felt his body become instantly cold and he felt his breath get taken away. His palms were sweaty despite feeling freezing cold and his body started shivering. The tears that ran down his cheeks felt as if they were burning the skin beneath them. All he could do was watch as doctors ran into the room behind big medical equipment. Doyoung fell to his knees, not realising the blood curdling scream he let out yelling for his little sister, before his whole world became blurry and then turned black completely.

Chapter IX:

“I’ll stay with you no matter what,” JiHo smiled brightly as she traced shapes in the palm of Doyoung’s hand. “You don’t think you can get rid of me do you?” She giggled.

Doyoung didn’t respond, neither did he look at her.

“I don’t like it when you ignore me and you’ve been doing that a lot lately,” she pouted, but it was soon followed by another giggle.

Doyoung sighed. He felt exhausted, but he knew this wouldn’t stop. So he opened his eyes and looked at the girl sitting on the side of his bed. She immediately smiled upon catching his gaze and commented on it, “you look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

The boy hadn’t slept in days, his complexion was void of its natural colour and his eyes were dull. “Are you still not going to talk to me?”

Again no answer.

JiHo dramatically sighed, throwing her head back before leaning in really closely. All Doyoung could see were her eyes. The colours were still familiar and bright, but something wasn’t quite the same as before.

“I won’t stop bothering you until you answer! I won’t leave you alone! Even if you get sick of me!” JiHo sang in a childish voice as if she was testing his patience. Doyoung only blinked at her. “I promise you! I won’t leave you alone until you talk to me. Will you not talk to me?”

Doyoung wanted to answer with a no, but he didn’t. He didn’t want to talk to her. He didn’t want to give in even if his whole body, his heart and mind were telling him to talk to her.

“You won’t talk?” JiHo nodded her head before sitting back up straight. She tucked away her hair behind her ears and patted down her white dress before quickly reaching out for Doyoung’s hand again to continue tracing her nonsensical patterns. “Then I’ll stay here and continue to bother you,” she sang to no one in particular, but with a raised brow and a sly peak in Doyoung’s direction he knew she said to get a reaction out of Doyoung. “Fine… I’m not leaving though.”

Doyoung closed his eyes, to suppress the tears in his eyes from falling and smiled softly to himself. Don’t leave. That’s all I want. For you not to leave.

Epilogue:

“They found JiHo’s letters,” Taeil said as he walked inside the dorm. He dropped a stack of envelopes—some looking rougher than others—on the table. “JiHo’s biological parents sent the rest over that JiHo had sent them. I haven’t read them yet. Yuta has and he said you might want them.”

Doyoung’s eyes followed Taeil’s figure as he sat himself down on the couch. He took a few moments before turning his gaze to the envelopes. “How did they find them? I mean the letters that her biological parents didn’t send.”

The question wasn’t so heavy, yet the answer was and Taeil wasn’t sure how to bring it. Johnny was with him when he heard the news and he was angry yet collected. When he went to tell the news to Yuta—Shotaro was with him at the time—he reacted very badly. The younger Japanese member had to calm him down which was a struggle.

Now he was facing another obstacle. He was sure Doyoung wouldn’t take to the news well. “They caught the guy,” he stated simply.

“The guy? Who?”

Taeil pressed his lips together, not wanting to actually say it, but Doyoung needed to know. “The guy that caused the hit and run. Well… He’s actually the guy who caused the fire in JiHo’s apartment that time—” Taeil flinched at Doyoung’s loud gasp. The older of the two was almost afraid Doyoung was going to hit him with how he suddenly jumped up to the front of his seat towards him. “He—uhm—did it on purpose.”

“How did he know where she was going?” Doyoung asked and Taeil was actually surprised, yet confused, with how calm Doyoung was.

“He’s a sasaeng. Had so much stuff on JiHo. I don’t know the details, but he was either following her or he must have had a tracker on her. He’s put into custody right now.”

Doyoung jumped up and pulled at his hair in frustration and disbelief. “Sasaeng?! All he did was attempt to kill her! Why would he even—UGH!”

Taeil sighed and put his head into his hands, propped up against his thighs. “I don’t know— Doyoung,” he called out when he noticed him pacing in front of him. “The police will do their job, but I need you to read this. Shotaro and Yuta translated it, but I think the other thing that’s inside is more important.”

Doyoung’s eyes darted from Taeil’s to the letter and back at him. The older one gave him a nod to urge him to grab it. He hesitated for a few more seconds before taking it. It was a clean letter, no tears or creases, just a simple ivory envelope with a bit of weight to it. Aside from the main letter, Yuta and Shotaro’s translation was added on a separate piece of paper. Doyoung chuckled, comparing Yuta’s still neat handwriting to JiHo’s elegant one. JiHo always had great penmanship even back in 2018 when the letter was dated.

Mr. and Mrs. Dubois

You still haven’t answered any of my letters. At first I was disappointed, but I understand now. You gave me up because you didn’t want children, so maybe you despise the fact I’m writing to you now. Or you moved into another building and my letters aren’t reaching you—I have reasons to believe otherwise though, because my niece is still in contact with you and told me this is not the case. Whatever it might be that makes you ignore me, today it doesn’t bother me as much. As you know I have debuted in my group now. At first I was a bit jealous of how close they were to their families and each other, but recently I started to feel like I belonged. I used to send you letters because I wanted a family that was close to me and didn’t lie about not being able to visit—I’m sure my parents have their reasons, however, that doesn’t change anything about me not being able to see them in real life. Yesterday me and my group members had dinner together and Doyoung called me his little sister. Yuta said he would still bother me like an older brother when we grow old and Taeyong said I’m part of the family now. Maybe I’m living in a temporary state of delight and tomorrow I’ll face the reality that I’m just some girl who these talented people have to deal with, but today I’m feeling happy. It doesn’t matter, because I saw the sincerity in Doyoung’s eyes. He might have laughed after he said it, but he seems to really care about me. Johnny as well! He looks like a big scary guy but he’s the sweetest. He promised to let me drive his car when I’m older, but I’m guessing papa told him about aunt Danny because Johnny was a bit hesitant when I asked him about it again. You do know about aunt Danny right? She died in a car crash when she was really young. If you didn’t know, I'm sorry to tell you right now… SO, papa told me I was never allowed to have my own car and that if I died in a car crash he would kill me. Pfft, that sounds a bit dumb no? Hahaha, I know he’s just worried, but something like that doesn’t happen as much as people think. I’m getting a bit off topic, so I’ll wrap it up quickly. I’m super happy being around my members lately. They take good care of me and I feel like I’m at home with them. That’s why I wanted to say that as long as I’m feeling this way I won’t send any more letters. I always send you letters because I want a family, but I feel like they are here for me more than any of my actual family has ever been. That might sound a little rude, but I can’t apologise for it. It’s the truth.

Stay well! I hope I don’t have to send you any more letters

- NCT’s Lim JiHo

Doyoung smiled sadly and pulled out the last item out of the envelope. It was a collage of pictures of her and the members of NCT back in 2018. Doyoung laughed when he saw the picture of JiHo and him wearing matching shirts with one of them saying “sister” and the other “brother” and JiHo’s unamused face. At that time, he absolutely despised those shirts as well, but seeing JiHo hate them even more was amusing to him.

Doyoung bit back a teary smile as his eyes scanned all the pictures of JiHo with him and his members. Taeil had taken notice of that and sighed softly, “you’re allowed to be happy and smile at those memories.”

Doyoung nodded, but continued to force his smile back down, “I know. It just feels inappropriate at the moment.”

“You’re right,” Taeil said as he stood up. A confused look was plastered on Doyoung’s face as he eyed his older friend. “Let’s go visit JiHo.” Doyoung smiled softly and picked up his coat that had been thrown over the back of the couch.

The two weren’t so quiet as they made their way to the front door—not that they were trying to be—garnering someone’s attention. One of the bedroom doors in the hallway swung open, revealing a dishevelled Haechan. He eyed both men before his eyes widened. “Are you going to visit JiHo?” Taeil hummed in response. “I’m coming with you!”

The older two smiled as they watched Haechan stumble across the living room, grabbing his jacket from where he had abandoned it earlier. “Why do you so eagerly want to come?” Doyoung inquired softly.

Haechan gasped and placed a hand on his chest. “Why would I not want to come?” he countered, but both of his members didn’t answer. “I just—” Suddenly Haechan had become a bit more bashful. “I had a dream about JiHo yesterday and I just felt like singing for her today. Maybe it’ll make her smile,” he explained with red cheeks.

As Taeil cooed, Doyoung scoffed in amusement. “You know she can’t smile— nor hear you, right?”

Haechan nodded, but after putting his shoes on pulled both of his hyungs out the front door. “I know, but maybe in spirit she will hear me and she’ll smile.”

Although Taeil—and the other members—knew Haechan was hurting just as bad as the others, he couldn’t help but admire how positive and strong Haechan had been. He really had become a source of strength for all the other members, even though he sometimes also needed a person to lean on.

Taeil looked at both of his younger members and couldn’t suppress a smile and as he ruffled the youngest’s hair he answered him with, “I’m sure she will”.

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masterlists: main masterlist || jiho.writings masterlist

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satureja13 · 5 months

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Saiwa, Jeb and Kiyoshi went over to the library after Jack had called. Vlad: "Gods, Saiwa. What about your background story being the Professor's wife? You look like a student dressed to entice her two professors for better grades!" Saiwa: "Yeah, since Kiyoshi is back we needed to adjust. And staid and bland isn't my style anyway ^^' " Jeb: "..."

Saiwa: "So Jack, what about that Star Wars book is so important to drag us away from Kiyoshi's cat therapy?" Jack: "I'm glad you asked!" And then Jack showed them excitedly the story of Vlad and Ji Ho's meteorites. Saiwa: "Val and Jino? I don't know. And you can barely see their faces... And how are the writers of such trashy sci fi novels even supposed to know about that?"

Jack gasped in dismay: "Trashy sci fi novels? Ach! I don't even talk to you. Jeb, please, conjure me a copy, hm? You are my best friend and..." Vlad: "What?" Jack: "Uhm - my second best friend and..." Ji Ho: "What?"

Jack: "Oh ehm - you're like a brother to me! Please hm?" Saiwa: "Oh my! Just do it Jeb before he drives himself even deeper in trouble... I'm like a brother to you, you little brat!" Jack: "Aww yes you are! Thank you! This book explains everything! And you know how much I love Star Wars. And Vlad and Ji Ho are my favourite ship!" Saiwa: "I thought Jeb and I are your favourite ship!" Jeb, saving the day: "All step back a bit, Copypasto spell incoming!"

'… Well, you came and opened me And now there's so much more I see And so by the way I thank you Oh and then for the times when we're apart Well, then close your eyes and know These words are coming from my heart And then if you can remember

… Oh, keep smilin' and keep shinin' Knowing you can always count on me for sure That's what friends are for In good times and bad times I'll be on your side forever more Oh, that's what friends are for'

Dionne Warwick - That's What Friends Are For ft. Elton John, Gladys Knight & Stevie Wonder

And so Jeb conjured a copy of the Star Wars book and - just to be sure and since they're already at it, one of the old book about crystals too. They are still so amazed when Jeb does his magic ;)

Saiwa sent a digital copy of the crystal book to Rubyn. And since they'd used lots of unplanned spells today, they decided to leave the town full of Muggles tomorrow morning and move to a more concluded place in the countryside until they hear from Rubyn or Dtui. That's cheaper anyway. Saiwa, Jack, Jiho and Jeb spent the rest of the day at the ice rink...

And Vlad went for a walk with Kiyoshi. Maybe some of their impressions here would help to bring him back.

(The way he looks at Vlad :3) Vlad bought some of these delicious pretzels for the others <3 (In Nuremberg they have these special pretzels at the food stands in town. Not with grain salt but with powder salt. Oh my, they are amazing! Never had better ones.)

Saiwa was still revved up from seeing Jeb doing his magic (and he still had to make up to him) so they went to their room 'to pack their stuff together'. Student: "I've been a bad student, Professor... I forgot to prepare for the seminar..." Professor: "So what are we going to do now? I can't give you a pass on that..." Student: "Professor..."

Student: "Please, don't be so tough on me. I've never had a seminar before..."

Professor: "There's no way to avoid it..." Student: "I will accept any punishment for my deeds, Professor." Professor: "Any?" *Student nods*

Professor: "I will teach you how to do it." ... Saiwa: "Uhm Jeb?" Jeb slowly blinks his eyes open: "Hm?" Saiwa: "And my punishment?" Jeb: "You know I can't hurt you." Saiwa: "Oh..."

From the Beginning ~ Underwater Love ~ Latest 🛺 'Home crappy Home' from the beginning ▶️ here 📚 Previous Chapters: 🌴 'The Expedition' from the beginning ▶️ here 🎤 'Putting the Boys Back together' from the beginning ▶️ here 🥀 'Disbandment of the Group' from the beginning ▶️ here

#home crappy home #simlit #ts4 story #sims 4 #sims 4 story #simblr #ts4 #sims 4 vanilla #windenburg #underwater love #old town windenburg #saiwa #giga byte #jeb harris #kiyoshi ito #jack callahan #vladimir tepesz #woo ji ho

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kyungjuner · 1 year

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YOU WRITE FOR NINE.I??? ILYSM could you write some cute cuddle scenarios with some of the members please?

hi lovie!! i do write for ninei my boys <3 and yes for sure :D i just picked a random four i’m sorry i’ll do the other boys sometime 🫡

cuddles with nine.i (seowon , eden , jewon , jiho)

cuddling with jewon was something you’d want to do all day, if you could. he always looks up at you with a warm smile when you walk towards him, whether he’s seated on the couch or the bed, he will most definitely make sure you have a place right next to him. “hi baby” he said with his arm motioning you towards him. “hi, jewon. how did your day go?” you said back as you sat down next to him on your shared bed, his hand coming over your waist out of instinct. “mm, it went well. nothing interesting. what about you?” he moved the question over to you, his hand drawing small patterns across the side of your waist as you leaned your head back into his chest, the both of you smiling at the contact. you loved days like this, coming home to jewon and feeling nothing but love.

cuddles with jiho on the other hand, are always so goofy. you guys were playing a game together on his precious console, laughing because jiho did, not to your surprise, lose against you again. “ah~ y/nnn~ you’re too good at this!!” he sighed in frustration as you let out a giggle, ruffling the sweet boys hair as you leaned into his frame. “maybe you’re just bad at this game ji” “am not!” he backed up in shock, you turning your head to him and laughing at the shocked expression that was on his little face. “ji, i was kidding!” you said as you hugged the precious boy, his head buried in your neck leaving small pecks. “whatever… you’re so lucky i love you…” he spoke against your neck as he hugged you back, and the two of you stayed in that position until you decided to game again (spoiler: you let him win the next few rounds for kiss rewards <3)

now cuddling seowon? that was something otherworldly. he was just so warm?? and soft?? and gives the best hugs??? there is comfort and love radiating off of him :( he can sense you’re stressed when you come home, he wasn’t in your sight yet but he knew you were upset. “oh my love, come here” you hear him beckon you to your shared room, falling into his arms as soon as you set your stuff down. he hugged you tight, one of his hands patting your head which was tucked into his neck. tears filled your eyes as the stress from your day hit you like a truck, and all seowon did was hold you and whisper sweet nothings in your ear. “my love you’re okay now, yeah? you’re with me. i love you so much and always.” he spoke, his voice barely above a whisper as you looked up at him with teary eyes. “i love you won.” you said as you kissed his lips lightly. “i love you too, y/n. more than anyone.”

i feel like cuddles with eden are something so normal with him :’’ he would take any chance to hug you and stay stuck to your side, like a lost puppy. it seemed that any time, and i mean any time eden was near you, he would be hugging you. he just loves being close to you and kissing your face. “my love, do you not want to get up?” you asked him as your sides were caressed by his soft hands. “mm, nope. i like it here. i like you and i like being with you.” he smiled down at you, just sitting in silence with his hands on you made his day.

#kyungjuner writes #nine.i #nine.i imagines #nine.i headcannons #nine.i soft hours #nine.i x reader #ninei imagines #seowon #jiho #eden #jewon #boys planet seowon #boys planet imagines #nine.i fics

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shinahbee · 1 year

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BL Uke Tier list

Alright, here we go with the BL “Uke/Bottoms” tier list ranking, there was a lot of them but again I picked out the ones that I know of and read and uh...didn’t realize that a lot of them were tsundares.lol.

I don’t know about you but a guy tsundares is more tolerable than girl tsundares just my opinion of course, but to me they seem more tame versus the girls get really violent for no reason in particular and that is annoying. This is just years of phycological damage from anime exposure to that type of girl.

anyways again trigger warning if you hate people ranking and talking sh*t about your favorite character don’t read.

Okay so lets start off with the “bottom tier” first this time

Put me in the hospital:

Cha on -Shadow realm

Jooin- yours to claim

Seonwoo -punch drunk love

Dan- Jinx

Mokhwa - beware of the full moon in march

put me in the hospital is literally that because some of these boys don’t seem to care about their mental and physical wellbeing, not that they are bad characters but they let people do sh*t to them without retaliating and that does not sit well with me, most of these are due to traumatic experiences but they should not be treated like a doormat.

Basically I want these boys to realize what self worth is

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Pretty but zero personality:

joo...something I forgot at this point - turn off the camera

Beom - Full volume

Chunwoo- Lucky paradise

Jiho - insatiable man

yeonju - steel under silk

Ian- ...omg blanking on the name... wet sand

yeah they are pretty but they have that type of dry personality that does not really attract me, this personal preference of course cause there are people that think its cute..i’m not one of them...

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does not feel one way or another:

Suha - My suha

Nakyum - Painter of the night

kyungjoon - Dear door

Yeonwoon - Omega complex

Youngjin - The origin of species

hmm...not really sure how I feel about them in general, they haven’t left a strong impression on me to really categorize them so I guess I’m neutral.

well suha started off really bold but then literally dies down near the end so that was a disappointment, same with kyungjoon.

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Tsundare tier...let’s go.lol.

there’s a alot of them

Jooha- pearl boy

Wonyoung- secondo piatto

Iru...omg that’s wrong isn’t it? - Don’t get me wrong boss

Byeol- between the stars

Nok- The ghosts nocturne

Taeui - Passion

Felix - hold me tight

Ohn - seeing double

Shin - Kings maker

ibeom- what’s with this strange dream?

Victor - Liveta

Seohyun- Runway hit

Yian - Butler

Jungseo - 100% Mr. perfect

lee won- Roses and Champaign

Yoohan - Payback

I swear I’m entering my aujima era cause literally yesterday I was able to remember their names and today writing this, I was struggling so hard lmao.

What can I say I like the male tsundares...lol. even though they can be annoying at times and would be 10x intolerable irl. I think they deserve their own list because the list will continue to grow somehow, and if you are one of those people who think they are not you are in denial.

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and lastly everyone favorite topic to discuss...the must protect at all costs characters...lmao

Must protect at all costs

Neil- Path to you

Sungyul- willow love story

Seoan- the pizza delivery man and the gold palace

Euijoon - Dangerous convenient store

Yoonshin - no moral

Joon - the third ending

Inseop - Love history of willful negligence

Dawol- insecret

I love these boys they are so kind and smart and all round characters that suffer a lot because that is what their creators like to do to them. but luckily their partners are compatible with them and it makes their dynamic interesting to explore. They are often treated really bad, emotionally damaged to some degree and don’t deserve any of it so the must protect at all costs category suits them.

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alright that’s my tier list and I would share this on my twitter but I don’t like how people are just a pain in the a** when they don’t agree with anything. actually seeing what other people ranked and their categories made me a little angry cause talk about sh*t takes. yikes...

anyways, hope you enjoyed and I’ll work on my monthly favorites and get back you when that time comes

follow me if this is the type of content you like

#bl manga #bl manhwa #shonen ai #yaoi manga #yaoi manhwa #tier list #character ranking #bl webtoon

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softbobamilktae · 1 year

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The Strings of My Heart [39] - What If?

← Chapter 38 | Chapter 40 →

Pairing: Zoro x Jupiter

Genre: fluff, angst, f2l

Word Count: 1.8k

Warnings: mentions of adoption and parental abandonment

Summary: Zoro’s moved to sunny California for college to escape from the life of fame for a little while. But when he loses his violin case in the second week of school, he’s sure his college experience has just gone up in flames. What will he do when, despite all odds, his case is returned to him?

It took Noah a few days to get used to spending time with Luna and Kohen’s family. Having Jiho with him helped, but he had to go see Tae and Zelda at least once everyday to be ok with staying at their house.

Today, Luna had decided they should all go to the beach. It was, after all, summertime, and Rosella had never been to the beach before. Jiho had decided to hang out with a few of their other cousins that day, so it was only Luna and Kohen watching Noah.

Apparently, Noah hadn’t either, because they weren’t informed of what hell the beach was for Noah. The sand was mostly fine. Mostly. As long as it didn’t touch anything besides his feet, he was ok with it. The water was a whole other beast, though. Luna tried to take him a few feet into the water, and Noah shrieked the whole time.

“No! No! Don’t want to be wet!”

“Why not? It’s just the ocean, Noah.”

She was waist-deep in the water now, and Noah was holding onto her torso for dear life. He was pressing his sunglasses to his face and crying now.

“Take me out! Don’t want to be wet!”

Luna tried to loosen his hold on her, but it didn’t work. Noah’s grip was tight. She wasn’t really sure what to do at this point.

“Hey, babe, how about you bring him back to the sand? I don’t think it’s a great idea to force him into the water,” Kohen informed her loudly.

This exasperated Luna a bit, but she gave in and carried Noah back to the shore. Noah relaxed quite a bit when he realized he wouldn’t have to go into the water, but his sunglasses fell off a moment later, causing him to scream.

“No! Get the sunglasses!”

Luna bent down to retrieve them, accidentally splashing Noah in the process. This just escalated things further.

Kohen helped him dry off a few moments later, and he very carefully patted all the water off of Noah’s sunglasses before giving them back to him.

“I want Mama and Appa,” Noah whined after he’d been wrapped in a towel.

“I’ll call them. Do you want to talk to them or should I?” Kohen asked.

“Me. I want to talk to them.”

Kohen pulled up Tae’s contact in his phone and called him.

“Hello?”

“Appa?” Noah asked.

“Hi, buddy. What’s up?”

“Wanna go home,” Noah whined.

“Aw. Are you not having fun?”

“No. M’ all wet. Don’t like wet.”

“Yeah…where are you, buddy?”

“At the beach. Koko called you for me.”

“Oh, yeah? Do you want me to come pick you up?”

“Yeah.”

“Ok. Can I talk to Kohen?”

Noah was quick to hand the phone to Kohen.

“Hi,” Kohen greeted. “Do you want to come get him, or should we meet in Fallbrook?”

“It would probably be best if we meet in Fallbrook. I can come pick him up from your apartment.”

“Ok, sounds good. Sorry to bother you with this. We didn’t get him out of the water fast enough.”

“That’s all right,” Tae chuckled. “I’m surprised he lasted this long away from us, honestly.”

“Me too,” Kohen admitted. “See you in forty.”

Tae was already at the complex when they arrived, and Noah was quick to go and hug him when he saw him. Tae reached down and picked him up.

“Hi there. You ok?”

“Water hurts,” Noah whined.

“Does it?”

Noah nodded. “Only shower water doesn’t hurt.”

“Yeah? Maybe we shouldn’t go to the beach again.”

“Yeah. Don’t like the beach. It’s too owie.”

Tae reached up and ruffled Noah’s hair. “Should we go inside with Kohen and get your stuff?”

“Yeah,” Noah replied slowly. “Wanna go see Mama.”

“We can do that once you’re packed up, ok?”

Noah nodded and wrapped his arms around Tae’s neck, squeezing his hand around the collar of Tae’s shirt. “Ok. Inside now.”

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Kohen found Luna sitting on the couch twenty minutes later once Tae and Noah had left. Rosella was asleep in her lap, but she looked quite discontented.

“What’s wrong?” Kohen asked.

“I ruined it. I ruined everything.”

He hesitated. “Luna-”

“No, don’t. I know I was wrong. I just ruined my only shot at a relationship with our son.”

“Luna, we can try again when he gets older. I think he’s just a little too young to get used to a new environment right now.”

“What if he doesn’t want to come? What if he remembers how awful this time was and doesn’t want to see us?”

“I don’t know. Only time will tell. What’s important right now is that he’s with his parents and he’s comfortable and safe.”

“But we are his parents, Kohen!”

His reaction to this statement caught her off guard.

“Don’t you dare say that.”

“What?” she asked in shock.

“We’re not his parents. We didn’t raise him. Sure, he’s our kid by birth, but we didn’t raise him. He’s not our kid. He doesn’t know us. For all he knows you’re just his cousin that he rarely sees! He’s way too young to understand that we’re his parents. He just knows Mama and Appa. He doesn’t know what parents are. He won’t understand what the difference between him and his siblings is for a few years yet, and we don’t have the right to interfere with that! He’s a little kid, Luna, and you made the decision to let someone else raise him years ago. You can’t just change your mind now because you feel like it.”

She gaped at him. “I…Kohen.”

He cut her off. “I’m not done talking.” He took a breath before continuing. “You know my dad, right?”

“Yes?”

“And you know my mom? My birth mom?”

“…uh. No?”

“Exactly. Because my dad and stepmom raised me. My mom was never a mom to me, Luna. It would’ve been really odd to me if she’d suddenly wanted to be in my life again.”

Luna hesitated. “That’s not really the same thing, Kohen. I’ve been a part of his life, at least a little bit. And I didn’t…leave him because I wanted to.”

Kohen shifted back and forth on his feet. “I know. But what I’m saying is he doesn’t understand that. I mean…I knew about my mom before my dad got remarried. She left when I was five. Noah doesn’t know us. By the time I was nine, she wasn’t my mom anymore, so how much more are we not Noah’s parents? We’ve never been his parents.”

The tone of his voice was starting to fall flat, and Luna could tell he was in deep thought.

“I just don’t think it’s fair to him to expect a relationship. Not with him being so far away and this young. You know? It’s not the same situation as the one between me and my mom because I knew her and I knew she’d left me, but with us it was less of an option. He’s never seen us as his parents, so it’s not like he’ll feel betrayed by us…hopefully. Just. We can wait, you know?”

“We can,” she nodded. “It’s just so hard. It was so hard today knowing I’d done something wrong with him and didn’t know how to handle it. I’m his…well. I could be his mom. And I didn’t know he’d freak out like that. I didn’t know how to calm him down. I just…I feel awful.”

“Luna, his coping mechanisms and what help him are only things that can really be known well by people very close to him. I mean, I’m not even sure most of your cousins know how to help him in a lot of those situations. Zelda, Tae, and Zoro know, but I’m not sure everyone else does. And it’s hard to, especially when you’re outside of their body. You don’t know what certain things feel like or how bad those sensations really feel.”

Luna looked up at him. “Is that what you feel like? Like no one knows you like that?”

He grimaced. “Yeah. There wasn’t really a chance for anyone to know. I didn’t get diagnosed early like he did, so my parents didn’t know how to deal with a lot of my aversions, nor did they know how bad they could be. I don’t think it’s that way for Noah, though. Tae and Zelda seem to be very sensitive to his feelings.”

Luna nodded. “I think they are too. I’m glad they can help him. I’m not sure how I would’ve handled him while I was in school.” She ran her finger down the tip of Rosella’s nose. “Maybe it’s a good thing I couldn’t keep him. Maybe we would’ve upset each other too much.” She glanced up at Kohen.

“If you’re looking for me to argue, you’re not going to get it. Just with how much you and I have fought, I think you’re definitely right.”

She winced. “Don’t say that.”

“Sorry. It’s just true. Besides, we shouldn’t dwell on what could’ve been. Noah’s life was settled in Korea six years ago when you made the choice to give him to Tae and Zelda, so I see no point in wondering how different our life would be if you hadn’t.”

She sighed. “You’re right. We live in the present. And who knows, maybe we wouldn’t have Rosella right now if I’d kept him. I wouldn’t want to lose her even if it meant raising him.”

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Jupiter was in the living room folding clothes when Stella skipped into the living room.

“Jupiter.”

“Yes?”

“Peyton’s birthday is soon. I was thinking maybe we could…invite him over for dinner?”

Jupiter glanced up at Stella. “Ok, what’s going on?”

“What do you mean?”

“Stella, you have never asked to invite anyone over for as long as I can remember, and now you want to invite Zoro’s friend over?”

“Okayyyy well…he’s cute. And he actually talks to me. No one at school really does.”

Jupiter snorted out a laugh. “Do you like him?”

“…mayyyybe. I wouldn’t date him yet if that’s what you’re worried about, though!”

“Oh, you think I’m worried?”

“I know you, Jupiter. I know the things you think about.”

“Oh, do you? What am I thinking right now, then?”

Stella grinned. “You’re thinking about how Zoro is soooo great taking care of all of the littles and how you want to marry him, right?”

Jupiter gaped at her. “Little miss.”

“Hey! I’m only six years younger than you!”

“You’re little. Go see if he needs help making dinner.”

“Can we invite Peyton?”

Jupiter paused. “I…suppose.”

“Yes!” Stella squeaked before running off to find Zoro.

Chapter 40 →

This is part of the Dad!BTS series that can be found here

Series M.list

A/N: two more chapters till Christmas hehehehehehe also this one is shorter because I’m JUST TRYING TO GET TO CHRISTMAS ALREADY

It would be greatly appreciated if you reblogged the story if you liked it!

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jihopng · 5 months

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🥚favourite member on the team?

he stares: a trueness sparkling within his eyes, corroborated by the light laughter that passes between jiho's lips so easily. "well, obviously, the — captain." testimony to it, even, the sheer amount of bottles surrounding him — which definitely didn't come out of the younger's pockets. "he may seem like he cares a lot whether we win or lose and like he hates us... it if we lose but, man. he makes sure we're all okay at the end of the day. he's like my big brother? that's what big brothers are like, right? kicks your ass but still wants the best for you. yeah, i'd take a bullet for jaehyun. or two. or the whole mag, even!"

#지호 — WRITING.#13elmst #am i using gifcons right... is jiho yapping too much...#tiffany_pollard_smoking.gif

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2hightocare · 2 months

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FIRST DATE, KINDA NERVOUS.

꩜ masterlist series!

Synopsis: in which going on a date with a man you met in a grocery store, can end in two ways? Murdered or meeting your future husband.

Pairing: nonidol!jungkook x fem!reader

Genre: kuwtb au. strangers to lovers.

Warnings: js cute fluff honestly, oc and jk being the cutesy babies we all wanted to see, nervous kook, whipped kook, rollercosters, mentions of throwing up, cussing, I love them so much it’s actually sickening.

a/n: when I start crying cs they’re so cute, this is long overdue. I got sick these two past days from my birth control pills but.. yeah I was going through it but here’s my babies being an absolutely cutesy losers. Eunbi and ot7 cameos 💭💭 ignore any mistakes I’ll try and edit them later <3

“I kinda don’t want to go, though,” you groan as you watch your best friend go through your closet, looking for something you should wear. “Why not? You said he was hot,” Eunbi chuckles, going through your crop tops and pulling out the ones she thinks are cute, throwing them onto your bed.

“He is, but like so hot, you know he can ruin your life kinda hot,” you groan, running your hands over your face, rethinking all your life choices on why you said yes to the date with the man you met in a grocery store two weeks ago.

“Did he tell you where he’s taking you?” Eunbi says as she throws a denim skirt on your bed. “No, but he said to wear something casual and no heels at all,” you reply, plugging in your phone and picking up your curling wand before plugging it in. “Think this is cute?” Eunbi holds up a denim skirt and Spiderman crop top. “What if he calls me childish as fuck for wearing a Spiderman shirt?” You raise your eyebrow as Eunbi rolls her eyes at your overthinking.

“Stop overthinking, plus if he doesn’t like your Spiderman shirt, he’s not the one for you,” Eunbi says in a duh tone, which you only nod before picking up your curling wand and start curling your hair.

You were nervous, and it was so noticeable, which made you even more nervous. Jungkook was your type from head to toe. He was so attractive that it literally sent your stomach into a storm full of butterflies, and that was only from text and audio messages you guys had exchanged. He was funny; he had you laughing and smiling like a teenage girl, which was absolutely mind-blowing to you since you never acted like that in the past years since you stopped worrying about relationships and started focusing on your career.

Jungkook was nervous as hell as well. He found himself with his best friends’ girlfriends, asking them what the hell he should do so you would like him. Never in his twenty-one years did he think this day would come. He’d been with plenty of women; by that, he meant he’d slept with plenty of women. He never really stressed about planning a date, nor did he ever stress about what he should wear to give a good impression.

“Guys, she’s the prettiest girl I have ever seen in my entire life,” Jungkook throws his head backwards as his friends laugh at his lost puppy expression. “‘Never wanna fall in love’ my ass,” Jimin mimics Jungkook's voice, making Jungkook's head snap to the side before flipping his best friend off.

“That’s actually so cute, oh my god,” Ari coos, placing her hand on top of her heart. “Baby, you’re falling for the oldest trick in the book, snap out of it,” Taehyung snaps his fingers in front of his girlfriend's face.

“Did you ask her out on a date?” Lora pipes in as she feeds Jiho in her arms. “Yes, I’m taking her to Disney… that’s good, right?” Jungkook looks up from his hands to find his mates' girlfriends with wide smiles and bobbing heads. “Are you sure this is your first time dating?” Lora jokes. Jungkook took that as a yes.

That’s when Jungkook found himself outside your apartment door in a light pink crewneck and light-washed baggy jeans with his Converse, a whole outfit arranged than no other Lora and Ari themselves. His palms were sweaty as he knocked on your door, he stared down at his black Converse, hands in pockets, leaning forward and backward before the door opened.

Jungkook thought he was about to die from how fast his heart was beating. Your hair framed your face beautifully, the Spiderman crop top and skirt almost had his knees giving up on him on the spot.

“Hi,” you say, your heart racing faster than it should be.

“Hi,” he replies back, a wide smile on his face, making his dimple pop up. Yup, you were done for.

“I like your shirt,” Jungkook points to your shirt, mentally hitting himself from how dumb he sounds. “You like Spiderman?” Your interest pipes up, a small giggle eliciting from your lips as you watch the man in front of you nod his head with the goofiest smile.

“I prefer Iron Man though,” Jungkook brings up, which has you nodding in agreement, “who doesn’t prefer Iron Man, duh,” you chuckle before turning your back to him, “Eunbi, I’m going!” You yell into the house.

“Have fun, pookie bear,” Eunbi calls back, just about when you were about to shut the door, another yell comes. “I have her location, don't try any funny business, I will track you down,” the blonde screams from inside the house, making Jungkook burst into a laugh, which you internally do a mental note to tackle Eunbi for that.

“Please ignore her, oh my god,” you shut the door closed as your hot date laughs beside you. “Well, isn't she a bundle of joy?” Jungkook jokes beside you, making you break into a smile.

“Sorry I didn’t tell you this earlier, but you look absolutely gorgeous. I was super fucking nervous when you opened the door; I just froze,” Jungkook says, throwing you a small glance, meeting your eyes, which makes your stomach feel warm. “Thank you, you’re not so bad yourself,” you joke, and Jungkook chuckles under his breath.

As you make the way to his car, his hand brushes yours, sending small shocks through your entire body. He opens the door for you, letting you climb into the passenger seat. His car was a little too nice— maybe costing more than your rent.

You look too good in his passenger seat, was what Jungkook thought when he got into the car. It was almost like his passenger seat was designed for you; he felt like he was going crazy at his thoughts of keeping you forever.

“So where are we going?” You tilt your head to the side, and Jungkook presses a button, bringing the car to life. “Cigarettes After Sex” starts playing from the dashboard; you mentally check another one of your boxes with a smile. “It’s a surprise,” Jungkook playfully puffs out his cheeks, widening his eyes, making you smile at his face.

“Are you sure you won’t kidnap me?” You joke, your gaze slowly dropping to his jawline, inspecting every single mole, and the small scar on his cheek— making you wonder where he got it from.

“Wouldn’t even dare after your friend, she sounds like she would put my balls into a vice,” Jungkook jokes, which makes you burst out laughing because he was a little too accurate.

The whole car ride was filled with comfortable chatter; he told you about his family and how the scar on his face was from a vase he dropped when he was a kid and the glass went into his cheek, telling you all about the stitches he had to get. You told him about your favorite book at the moment, which he listened attentively as he drove; he even offered to connect your phone to Bluetooth, which you did, the songs from your playlist filling the car as background noise while both of you talked.

You didn’t even notice you were here already until he turned off the car. “I hope you’re not afraid of heights..” Jungkook bites his lip in amusement as you turn your head, the big Mickey Mouse Ferris Wheel coming into your view.

“Oh my god, you’re taking me to Disney?” You gasp, turning your face to look at the boy who’s already staring at you with a big smile. The excitement bubbled up inside you like fizzy soda.

“Yup, let’s go,” he says, getting out of the car before running to your door and opening it. "I didn't bring my Minnie Mouse ears," you confessed as you took his tattooed hand, extended out for you to hold.

"Don't worry, I got you," Jungkook assured you, his smile warm and reassuring as he helped you out of the car and closed the door behind you.

"They're expensive as fuck though," you remarked, feeling a twinge of guilt because Disneyland tickets are not exactly cheap either.

“I got you,” Jungkook clicks his tongue, extending his hand for you to take. “Okay,” you giggle softly, intertwining your hand into his. “Atta girl, let’s go.” And with that, he pulls you to the main entrance of the park.

“Those look so cute on you,” Jungkook crosses his arms in front of him, smiling as you try on every single possible pair of mouse ears in the tiny booth.

“You said that about all of them!” You playfully roll your eyes, while the lady working chuckles softly beside you both. Jungkook shrugs, “Well, you do. Whichever you choose, you’ll look good in.” He quips casually.

“Should we go with the theme and pick the spiderman ones?” You ask, about to taking off the pink ones before trying on the spiderman ones. “Cute,” Jungkook compliments you, reaching to place a small piece of your hair out of your face before turning to the old lady beside you. “Can I have these two, please?” He pulls out his card and passes it to the smiling lady.

“Of course, dear,” she takes the card as you stand content beside your date who puts on his Monsters Inc blue hat. “How do I look?” He shoots you a wink.

“Cute,” you copy his words with a giggle.

“Here you go, hope you lovely couple have a wonderful evening,” the lady smiles, making you smile back, thanking her and walking away.

“I love this place, people are always so nice, and just kids having fun makes me so happy,” you admit happily, looking around the beautifully designed place. “You love kids?” Jungkook glances down at you, who’s too engrossed in the park to see his admiring gaze.

“I love kids, I'm studying to become a children psychologist,” you exclaim, finally meeting his eyes. “And what exactly do you do?” He smiles at how your face lights up talking about your future career.

“I basically help kids who might be feeling worried, sad, or having trouble in general. I’ll talk and play with children to understand how they're feeling and help them feel better. It's like having a really kind friend who knows a lot about feelings and how to help with them,” you explain, and Jungkook feels his heart almost jump out of his chest and engrave itself onto you. “It sounds like you enjoy that,” he nudges you, to which you nod.

“Yes, I can’t wait to do it,” you grin softly.

“Oh my god, let's get on that!” You gasp, pointing to Cinderella’s teacups, which he laughs at your change of topic and lets you pull him into the line.

“One thing that I hate about amusement parks are the lines,” you state as you stare at the longest line you have seen, which Jungkook nods alongside you. “And that’s why we have fast passes, let’s go,” he says, pulling you into the other line before you could react.

The line was much shorter than the original one, so you found yourself talking about random stuff in the meantime. You told him about your love for dogs and how one day you want to have a Doberman, which he awed at, asking if you would cut his ears, to which you dramatically reacted as if you got shot. The talk about dogs ended when it was your guys' turn to get on the pink teacup.

“If I throw up, would you still wanna go on another date with me?” Jungkook jokes, well more like half jokes. “Of course silly, it'll be our personal storytime to tell and well everyone else here but who cares, right?” you pout, trying to contain a laugh, and Jungkook wanted nothing other than to smash his lips onto yours, but he controlled himself, laughing instead.

The sun started to go down, the bright colorful lanterns giving you and Jungkook's faces a hue of colors. You took your phone out, opening your camera app. “Smile,” you giggle behind the camera as he smiles widely, eyes closed, and you snap multiple pictures.

“My turn,” Jungkook copies your actions, your lips immediately forming into a kiss and your fingers a peace sign beside your face.

It was about to hit nine-thirty, and you and Jungkook sat comfortably on the grass in front of the castle. You munched on your churro, giving Jungkook bites whenever he would ask. Conversation flowed naturally between you both.

“Yeah, it was crazy, Eunbi ended up throwing up everywhere, it was extremely bad,” you cringe at the memory, before taking another bite of your churro. “My friend Ari— who’s one of my best friends' girlfriends,” Jungkook starts, making you giggle at his expression of him mentioning another girl. “You can mention girls, I won’t kill you,” you say before shooting him a serious side eye.

He throws his head back with a laugh from his position on the grass. “I’m kidding, stop! Continue with your story,” you snort, taking another bite of the sugary dessert.

“Okay, okay, so we all went to the bar and she drank so much. Like it was an exaggeration, Taehyung— her boyfriend and my best friend—literally was losing his shit. When we were about to leave, my dumbass was like I'ma ride with them; the worst idea of my life. She threw up everywhere,” Jungkook shakes his head as you laugh beside him, cringing.

“Okay, maybe Eunbi wasn't that bad,” you laugh, handing him the rest of your churro, which he enthusiastically accepts.

You guys sit in comfortable silence as you wait for the firework show to start. Jungkook and you lay on a small blanket he purchased in another tiny store, your breaths syncing with each other as you both stare up at the sky and stars.

“Do you know anything about astronomy?” Jungkook asks you, amusement clear in his voice. “Fuck no,” you laugh, tilting your head to your side, finding the pretty boy beside you more interesting than stars. His face was already turned, his stare pulling your heartstrings in a way that never had happened before in your entire span of life. You almost felt like every noise, every voice from anyone else disappeared into thin air. All you could focus on was his eyes, the small twinkle in them, like he had stars in them— in that moment you wanted to know everything about astronomy if the stars looked like the ones he had twinkling in his eyes.

A loud firework explosion made you jump making you look up, staring at the beautiful colorful fireworks exploding into different shapes. Jungkook couldn’t take his eyes off you, he found you more beautiful and interesting than the fireworks he has loved since he was a child.

The drive back home made you both nervous; you found yourself humming to “24/7” by the Neighbourhood which Jungkook immediately joined in.

The car stopped in front of your apartment, and he quickly got out of the car and sprinted to the passenger seat to open the door before you got the chance to. You take his hand again, eliciting small fireworks through your body.

“So..” Jungkook starts in front of your door, which you giggle at his nervous expression. “Did you have fun?” He asks casually, like if he didn’t want to do cartwheels from how anxious and nervous he is at the moment. “I did, so much,” you bite your lower lip, your fingers tucking a loose strand of your hair behind your ear.

“Do you think we can do this again?” Jungkook smiles at you, his dimple getting deeper the more he smiles. “Duh,” you giggle. “Thank god, fuck!” Jungkook chuckles softly, “I’ll call you,” Jungkook says, you nod happily. “Okay, goodnight, sleep well,” he whispers before leaning in, and your heart stopped as he pressed a light feather kiss on your cheek.

You are fucked.

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ddlarmn · 2 years

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“ i can stay, if you want. ” (for jiho)

Ken believes it’s been years since he last took a break.

All he could ever muster nowadays is work – work – and more work. Is he turning into Siwoo? Fuck. He says loudly in his head as he remembers the paperwork needed for next week that he hasn’t even started yet. He quickly sits up from where he was laid, a soft groan is heard from his right side where a fluffy hair peeks out of the blanket to glare at him.

Oh yeah, he did spend the night. He adds to his thoughts, he wasn’t sure how much alcohol they consumed last night but he believes because of the pain on top of his head that ‘how much’ is unnecessary and it’s a simple math – too much.

“I have work to do. What are your plans today?” Ken asks, leaning back to the warm sheets as he peers through his pillow with a propped arm to stare at him. He wonders how they turned and came to like each other like this, he knows for sure how much Jiho hated his guts but as time passed, the two eventually realized how much they have in common.

He assumes the relationship is simple. Ken is simply a happy-go-lucky man who would tread waters if the waves insists, and Jiho is simply riding the wave with him.

Their short intimate moments are kept confined in this room. They forget everything happening outside, it was just them – the warmth of the sheets, and the comfortable weight on his shoulder once Jiho finds himself snuggling closer.

“I can stay, if you want.” He hears a small, soft mumble. Ken finds himself scooting closer too, the paperwork forgotten in his head. He can take a break, it’s been a few days since he had done so, today could be a break. I can stay with you, too. He says in his head; their relationship is complicated as stone and ice, he isn’t willing to break off the perfectly imbalanced nature of their situation. He’ll just take what he can get.

“If you are, I think it’s time to say you smell and you need a shower.”

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lgcjiho · 2 years

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━━ lee jiho : 220823 solo vlive

it’s not his first time filming something on his own so he’s honestly not too nervous about it. perhaps being agito’s leader has well-prepared him to be able to think on his feet or something, but he’s no longer as worried about messing up or something unexpected happening anymore. of course, he’s still nervous, if only because he’s an introvert and not because of the fans or anything.

he’s excited though, considering he’s never been allowed to have such a casual vlive with fans so he’s actually quite looking forward to it.

he manages to prepare a meal, wanting to make it sort of a mukbang style vlive where he chats with the fans and eats as well. it’s summer, and it’s hot in manila so he had ordered kinilaw with halo-halo for dessert as was recommended by their hotel staff as well as most of the fan posts he had seen on twitter.

when the vlive starts, he waves at the fans with a spoon happily, watching as the comments and usernames pop up. it’s nice to see that people are interested in him, even if it’s possible that they’re all just popping in to see which member it is. it’s kind of cute, and he happily greets the fans when he sees his name start popping up, along with different coloured heart emojis and cat emojis.

(whether he will come to regret choosing the cat as his emoji is a question for future jiho.)

“i ordered some food that i saw you guys recommending on twitter,” jiho admits, holding up the food to show the camera and grinning at the messages that pour in. he decides to read some of them out loud and respond to them as he takes his first bite. “‘what are you eating?’ i can’t remember the name of it but it’s kind of like poke i think?” he scrolls to the bottom, chewing quietly and letting out a noise of approval. “‘where are you right now?’ i’m in manila! we landed today and we’re sort of just being touristy while we prepare for the concert, ‘is it good?” yeah! it’s really good, but it exceeded my expectations, ‘can you meow?’ not right now, i’m eating,” jiho laughs, trying to rapid-fire answer the questions rolling in.

he eats another bite of the food, hungrier than he had thought and it was better than he had expected despite having high expectations though he makes sure to answer more questions while doing so.

before he knows it, he’s finished the food and he’s moving onto dessert, also showing that to the camera happily before he digs in. “‘you make everything look so good’ oh, i’m glad it looks good! maybe this means you should try filipino food,” jiho responds, sending a wink towards the camera and laughing as the chat explodes. he’s glad he’s been studying up on his languages, making sure to answer a few questions in english as well as in japanese when he catches questions in those languages.

he sets the halo-halo to the side for a moment, checking the time. “i want to sing a quick song for you guys before i end the vlive,” he says, a smile on his lips as he scrolls through his melon playlists, finding the song.

“it’s iu-sunbaenim’s ‘내 손을 잡아’,” he says, pressing play and letting the music flow for a moment before singing sweetly to the viewers. he closes his eyes, singing the first chorus and the first verse before tapering off. “oh, i forgot how high that song is,” jiho says, laughing and wincing slightly, rubbing at this throat dramatically but also just picking up his dessert and continuing to eat it.

he reads some of the last comments, thanking everyone for watching before telling everyone to have a good concert experience and that he can’t wait to see them all soon and then ending the live with a selca time and finally actually turning it off. it was a fun experience, and he hopes to be able to do this more often in the future.

#( solo. )#lgc:lgcboysconcert #( wc:683 )

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nctsjiho · 2 years

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Mr. Housework 3 (JiHo Cut)

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❀ JiHo appears on a Chinese Variety Show 'Mr. Housework 3', where her new roommates uncover her true feelings about moving away from the boys (this was filmed in September 2021 before she returned to NCT 127 and aired later that year)

“So, Jiji? Are you a good cook?” Xue Dong asks as he watches the young girl navigate the kitchen as if she had been living in the house for years.

JiHo smiles, shaking her head meekly. “I’m good enough to not have to eat the same thing every other day,” she explains, earning a hum from the older man. She continues to combine the ingredients for her dish in a bowl while keeping an eye out for the meat on the stove.

“Do you cook for your members a lot?”

With JiHo’s back turned the Chinese actor can’t see JiHo’s smile drop—the camera however can—before she smiles again, however a little less happily. “I used to cook for them every so often, but now that I’m living in an apartment away from them, I don’t get to do that as much.”

The other resident of the house walks in having heard the new piece of information. “Oh? I didn’t know you lived alone.”

“Not exactly. I live with my manager, but yes, I have moved out of my group’s dorm. It is easier this way since my schedule is so different from theirs.”

Xue Dong holds a soft knowing smile on his lips as he looks at the girl. “I don’t think that’s quite it,” he whispers with a sad look in his eyes which completely goes past Johnny. JiHo shares a quick look with Xue Dong but her eyes shift to Johnny even quicker as the tall man starts to talk.

“Don’t you miss them?”

“Of course I do,” JiHo laughs softly.

The room falls into a heavy silence with the two men eyeing the young girl in a brotherly fashion. They can almost see memories flicking behind JiHo’s eyes as her features shift from happiness to something akin to sadness in just a split second.

“Sometimes I miss the chaos, you know?” she asks with a smile and her two temporary roommates chuckle in understanding. “I also miss eating together and spending the evenings together. But our schedules are too different now. If I still lived in the dorm I think I’d be home alone a lot when they are on schedule and vice versa.”

“I understand,” Xue Dong says with a nod. He stands up and walks further into the kitchen to lend the girl some help. “You must have lived together for a while so it’s natural to miss them. I’m sure they miss you too.”

Johnny hums from behind the kitchen island. “Yeah, we’ve only lived together for 2 days, but I’ve already grown to care for you like a little sister. You’re very easy to like,” he explains, causing the other two to laugh. “What? I mean it!”

“Thank you. I’ve liked living here with you as well so far.”

Xue Dong, next to JiHo, pats her shoulder softly. “Good, let’s make these coming days just as enjoyable, okay?”

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S/N: idk if you guys like this kind of content, but I have been wanting to write something like this ever since I watched some clips of the show with Xu Jiaqi a long time ago.

I think because this was when JiHo wasn't living with the boys anymore and now she had 2 male roommates, it would be conflicting yet comforting for JiHo since participating in the show would feel similar to how it was living with the boys. idk I just liked the idea of this so I finally wrote it ^^

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Gate away sex -n.jaemin

Pairing: Husband! Jaemin x fem reader

Warnings: Smut, throat fucking, teasing, receiving/giving head, fingering, swearing, filthy, public fingering [?], Jaemin being a dom, a little fluff, horny Jaemin, dirty talks, riding, and just pure nasty.

Word Counts: 3.5k

Summary: Jaemin suggest to take a little vacation away from the kids to appreciate their marriage. He mainly just want to fuck you by the beach.

“Daddy! Daddy!” Your son calls out for your husband. Jaemin came out of the bathroom, and pick up your 4-year-old son. “Mommy said she sick” your son pointed at you. Where you’re pretending to sleep.

Jaemin came to the couch to feel your temperature with his hand. “Sick of you!” Your son begins laughing. You wake up and laugh with him.

Jaemin gasp at your son down as you both laugh at him. Jaemin glares at you two. “You have to stay away from mommy, she’s teaching you bad things,” He tells your son. You pick him up and set him on your lap.

“Tell daddy, no, you love mommy” You whisper in your son’s ear.

“I love mommy” your son smiles at Jaemin and leans in to kiss your cheek. You giggle and hug your son.

Then the baby monitor went off, you and Jaemin exchanged eye contact.

‘It’s your turn’ you shoot him a look.

‘It was mine at 2 am!’ He sends you another look.

The cry got louder, Jaemin sighed and went to the room. He came back a few seconds later with your daughter in his arms.

“This is why Binna is my favorite” Jaemin smiles as he plants tiny kisses on your 2-year-old.

“It’s okay, Jiho mommy always loves you” You lean in to kiss your son’s cheek. You put on a movie while all of you lay on the couch together. Your son had fallen asleep so you took him to his room.

You came back, Binna was also asleep in Jaemin’s arm. You pat your husband’s arm as he woke up. Jaemin look down at Binna who was still asleep. You mention to him to put her in her room.

You turn off the tv and went to your room. Jaemin soon joined after you. He falls on the bed with a groan.

“I’m so tired baby” He groan and drag himself on the bed. Your laugh and kiss his cheek.

“You’re amazing as always” Jaemin pulls you into his arms as the two of you spoon in the quiet room.

“I’ve been thinking, why don’t we take a little vacation, just us two. We can drop the kids off at my parents” he suggests. You weren’t sure about the idea.

“Jae, Binna is still little. I don’t know if your mom can handle it” you felt bad. You didn’t want his mom to take care of a crying baby while you’re out on vacation.

“That’s why I talked to her” Jaemin said. You gasp and sit up. “I know, I should’ve talked to you first but she wants to do it! Come on baby, think about it. We haven’t been on vacation since our honeymoon” Jaemin beg.

Yeah, if you weren’t too horny we would’ve still been on vacation.

“Are you sure your mom can do it?” You have to double-check. Jaemin nodded.

“I am so sure” He put his hand over his heart.

“Fine, but only for 4 days!” You told him. He cheers, you quickly shush him before Binna wakes up. The two of you look at the door, waiting for Binna to cry but she didn’t.

Jaemin tackles you with kisses. “I love you, I love you!” He leans in and kisses your lips. You lay over his chest with your legs wrapped around his.

“Where do you think we should go?” You whispered.

“Where do you want to go?” Jaemin asks, looking at you for an answer.

“Somewhere warm!” You said. Jaemin agreed.

“Hmm, Bali? We haven’t been there” he suggests. You nodded. “Yes!”

Jaemin looks down at you, “so Bali?” He asks. You nodded. You and Jaemin shriek like high schoolers.

The two of you were excited about this little gateway.

The two of you made it to Bali, you kept checking on your kids as Jaemin check-in. “Baby, can you not use your phone? This is our time” he says as you check the last photo of your kids that his mom had sent you.

“They’re so cute” you showed him the same picture. Jaemin rolls his eyes, this would be your 3rd time crying over the same picture. Jaemin snatches your phone and puts it in his pocket. You groan, “Jaemin!” You pout. He took the keycard from the receptionist, “No, you’ll get it back after our four days is up” he said sternly. You lower your head.

“Look at the view, this is breathtaking” he leads you to the window showing the beautiful scenery. He wasn’t joking. It was beautiful! The resort overlooks the beautiful blue water surrounded by mountains. You take Jaemin hand in yours and squeeze, “I’m glad I’m here you.” Jaemin smiles and leans down to kiss you.

The two of you went to your suite, you went to the balcony to feel the warm air hugging you. The smell of fresh water and sand. “I was thinking to eat dinner tonight, what do you say?” Jaemin asks as he unpacks. You nodded. You went to the bed and lay down. You watch Jaemin putting away his stuff.

“Come here, let’s cuddle. I haven’t been stressed in 24 hours and you look really hot” you pat the empty spot beside you. Jaemin smirk and lay beside you. The two of you cuddle with each other, letting the warm airflow inside the room.

“I hope you brought something sexy tonight” Jaemin looks down at you. You smirk, “why? You want to take it off from me tonight?” You raise your eyebrows.

“If you let me” he leaned in his head closer to you. “You can rip it off of me” You smile as he was about to kiss you, you move away. Jaemin groan. “You’re teasing now” he pouts. You got on top of him, “no I’m not” as you grind over his crotch. Jaemin bit his lip, his hands landed over your waist.

“I might as well take that clothes of you right now” he plays with the hem of your jeans. You shake your head no, “save it for tonight baby, we have all four days” You wink down at him. He grabs your shirt and pulls you down.

“I don’t want any tease” he whispers in your ears. “Do anything Jae, I’m all yours after all” You kiss his lips.

After dinner, you and Jaemin took a little walk down by the beach. The two of you rested on the sand, just admiring the cool breeze and the sound of the ocean. There’s nothing you could see but darkness since it was dark.

Jaemin sat behind you with his arms wrapped around your waist. “Are we weird sitting by the ocean looking at nothing?” Jaemin cracks a joke. You laughed.

“No, I think people are sitting down somewhere just to hear the tides,” you told him. Jaemin hum in your ear.

“What if you didn’t say yes to me when I asked you to marry me?” Jaemin asks. Your fingers were playing with his large hands.

“Jae, I would never say no to you. Meeting you was the best thing that has ever happened to me” you kiss his hand.

“Awh,” he cooed. “I still can’t believe I met you. I will never stop loving you. Ever!” He leans in to kiss your shoulder.

“Even if I turn into a worm?” You joked. “Even if you turn into a worm” he chuckles. You turn around and kiss his lips.

“I could fuck you right now” you whispered in his ear. Jaemin was taken back. He glances around and smirks. “Here?” He asks.

“Are you crazy? We’re sitting on sand” You told him dumbfounded.

“Oh, let me finger you then” He whispered. You bit your lips. “Sit” there was a hint of demand in his tone.

You listen. His hand travels up your skirt and begins teasing you over your thin cloth. You moan as his fingers touch your sensitive spot.

“I love hearing you moan baby” Jaemin whispers in your ear. You grip onto his arms as you spread your legs wider for him to enter.

“Tell me you want me,” he says. His fingers were teasing you as he kept passing your hole.

“Fuck Jaemin, I need you” you groan. You felt Jaemin smirk behind you and insert two fingers inside of you.

Jaemin pumping his fingers inside of you while you grip into his skin from the feeling he’s giving you. The sound was muffled by the waves crashing into the shore. You could moan as much as you want and no one could hear you.

“Your fingers are so long” you moan as he pumps faster. You felt you were about to come, “I feel you, baby, come,” Jaemin says. You close your eyes as you release yourself.

“Why don’t we finish this in the hotel room” he smirks. You nodded. You both stand up and head back to the room.

“You look really hot right now Jaemin” you roam your hands all over his body. Jaemin smirk, “oh yeah? Do you want me to take my shirt off?”

“Hmmm” you nodded. Jaemin unbutton his shirt as he kept his eyes on you. “Take off your dress, baby” he bit his lips. You unzip your dress as it slips right of you, showing your bare chest and the thong you had put on.

Jaemin pushes you down on the bed as he stands at the edge of the bed. You look up at him as you unbuckle his belt. “I’m so hard for you right now baby” Jaemin groans as he pulls your chin up to look at him.

You let his pant slip down and take his brief off making his cock bounce up. You bit your lips. “Fuck yes you are” you moan as you wrap your hand around his cock. Jaemin groans as he closes his eyes, feeling your hands stroking his length.

“Suck it” he demands. You hum before wrapping your lips around his hard cock. Jaemin moans as his dick touch your tongue. You kept your eyes on him as he look down while you sucked him.

Jaemin smirk before holding your hair back. “You look so pretty with my cock around your mouth” his voice was low and husky.

“You just know how to suck this cock huh?” He groans as you deepthroat him. “Fuck” he moans. He thrust his hips into your mouth like your mouth so he can feel it touching your throat.

“Let me fuck you” Jaemin growled. You nodded as you wipe the saliva that drips down to your chin.

He made you turn around as your ass stuck out at the edge of the bed. You look at your reflection at the window. With your legs spread out, Jaemin took this chance to admire how good and juicy your folds are.

Jaemin kneels as he spits into your wet fold and begins licking it. Kissing your folds up and down. You groan and lay your head on the sheet. Jaemin’s mouth drill inside your pussy, tasting it.

“Fuck Jaemin” you groan. Jaemin hand begins playing with your clit making you close your legs. Jaemin hisses and makes you spread your legs back open by slapping your ass.

“You taste so good baby” he groans into your pussy. After the lick of everything dry, Jaemin stands up and aligns himself with you.

He looks at his reflection in the window and thrust himself inside of you. The two of you moan loudly. You grip onto the sheets.

“So tight” Jaemin groaned. You groan every time he thrusts into you, you could feel it reach into your stomach.

Jaemin grabs your hands and rests them on your back. You hold on to his wrist as he pumps inside of you. “Fuck Jae!” You cried. Jaemin hiss when he felt you clench your walls around him, he hold on to both of your wrists and begin thrusting faster.

“Shit, shit, shit!” You moan as you came. Jaemin didn’t stop, he kept thrusting himself inside of you.

“You have to last until I come” Jaemin demands. You nodded into the bed. “Say yes!” He raises his voice.

“Y-yes Jaemin” you groan. Jaemin smirked, he took out his cock. You look behind you, “lay down with your head at the edge of the bed” he demand.

You lay on your back as your head hung over the edge of the bed. Jaemin gently slap your cheek, “open your mouth” he says, you followed. Jaemin drove his dick inside of your mouth.

You groan as he thrust his cock inside of your mouth. Jaemin groans as he plays with your pussy. He then begins licking your clit, tasting your juice. He didn’t slow down as he fuck your throat.

“I want you to taste your juice around my cock” he says. You gag a few times as you felt the saliva building up in the back of your throat.

Jaemin removes himself as you gasp for air. He smirked, “you’re so hot” Jaemin helped you up.

“Let me ride you” you whispered. Jaemin nodded as he lay down on his back. You climb over him.

You lean in to kiss his lips as you slowly go down on his dick. Jaemin moans into your lips. You begin to go up and down and maintain eye contact with him.

Jaemin hands roam down to your ass and slap it. “Fuck you love riding his cock don’t you?” He grins. “I fucking love you cock” you moan as you sit up and begin to rock back and forth, holding his chest for support.

“Your cock feels so good inside of me” you groan as you felt it moving inside of you. Jaemin was amazed by the way you look. His eyes watched how his dick moved in and out of you while your breasts move along with you.

You rock your hips in a circle, Jaemin groans and jerk a few times. “Fuck baby, that feels good” he groans. You found out something he likes. You begin to keep moving your hips in a circle and change it a few times.

“You like it when I fuck you like that?” You smirk. Jaemin eyes open, “fuck yes,” he says. You did it again as he close his eyes and grab your hips.

He begins to move your hood back and forth making you moan louder at the feeling. “Fuck! I could feel you” you groan as your head fell backward. Your hands hold on to his thighs.

“Shit baby, you’re going to make me cum” Jaemin groaned. You grab onto the headboard and begin grinding on him. “Fuck yes” Jaemin groaned.

You went faster to make him cum. Jaemin grip onto your ass tighter as you kept your pace steady. “Fuck, I’m coming” He groaned. He stop you from moving as he move his hips inside of you and came.

You smile as Jaemin kept his eyes close. You lean in to lay on the crook of his neck. “When did you learn how to move like that?” Jaemin as you rub your back.

“I pick up a few things online” you kiss his neck. “Thank you to that person” he chuckles tiredly.

“Are you tired baby?” You ask him as your hand stroke his cheek.

“Not really” he smiles. You prop your elbow beside his head and look at him. “Let’s go on the jacuzzi, I can show you something else I learned” you wink at him. Jaemin’s mouth open a bit. You got off of him, making him groan from the orgasm he had a few minutes ago.

You head over to the balcony, Jaemin eyes roam all over your body as he watches you go to the balcony and start the water.

Jaemin smirked as he got up wiped the cum off his cock and head out to where you were. Jaemin slaps your ass and grip onto it. “Hmm, I can’t wait for round two” He whispered in your ear.

“And three and four” you continued. Jaemin laughs at you because he doesn’t know where this burst of energy came from. He’s not complaining though.

Suddenly you stop moving, Jaemin wondering why. “I wonder what my babies are doing” you suddenly remembered you were a mom.

Jaemin rolls his eyes, “honey, seriously?!” He asks. You nodded, your eyes practically begging Jaemin to let you use your phone. “Ugh, you’re so cute but so hot. Go call them and we’ll finish this after” Jaemin says. You shriek and lean in to kiss his cheek.

“Don’t fall asleep!” You said sternly. Jaemin nodded. He got inside the jacuzzi and relax as the water gave him a massage. Jaemin looks inside as he listens to your conversation with the kids.

Jaemin smiles, he’s glad he met someone who’s a good mother and also a good wife. He watches you turn around as you continue talking on the phone. You send him a kiss as he sends you one back.

You and Jaemin had woke up early the next morning, you both wanted to see the sunrise together. The two of you walk down to the beach with both of your hands in each other. The two of you sat down on the sand and watch the beautiful colors of orange, yellow, and blue tones of the sky. You look at your husband, the way his skin was shining from the sun.

“What?” He smiles when he notices you staring at him.

“You’re so handsome” You cup his cheek. Jaemin blushes as he pulls your chin closer to him and kisses your lips passionately.

“I love you a lot” Jaemin whispered as he kiss your forehead and rest his head on yours. The two of you watch the sky turn blue wrapping in each other’s arms.

“What should we do today?” Jaemin asks as he rocks you back and forth.

“Let’s go see monkeys!” You gasp. Jaemin furrowed his brows, “Hell no! What if they bite me? Or you!” Jaemin shakes his head.

You pout, “please, I’ll protect you” you to take his hand in yours. Jaemin wasn’t fond of the idea but since you wanted to go he’s willing to take you.

“Fine, but one wrong thing we’re leaving!” He says. You cheered.

The whole time at the monkey sanctuary, Jaemin was stiff. He clung to you whenever the monkey lands on his shoulder. You laugh as you try feeding them. “Babe, he’s scratching my ear. I don’t like this, get him off of me” Jaemin panicked as the worker laughed and take the monkey off of him.

“Baby, calm down. Why are you so tense?” Your laugh and hug him. “He’s looking at me funny” Jaemin says as the two of you look at the monkey who was laughing at Jaemin for being scared.

“He’s laughing at you” You laughed. Jaemin rolls his eyes. When it was your turn, the monkey seem to like you as he clung to you and didn’t want to let you go. Jaemin started to get jealous.

“Alright, get off my wife,” Jaemin says. You laugh as you hug the monkey.

“My husband is scared of you, but you’re the cutest little thing” you murmur. The monkey laughs. You look at Jaemin who was giving nasty look at the monkey. The monkey jumps back to its owner as you wave by at him. The monkey wave back. You wrap your arms around Jaemin and tease him.

“I can’t believe that monkey almost gives me a divorce,” Jaemin says, you laugh.

“Come on, I would never leave my big baby” You squeeze him. “You’re so cute when you’re jealous” You chuckle and pinch his cheek.

“You know what would be good right now?” You know that face he was making. You smile, “let’s go eat!” You joke.

“No, babe no-“ you cut him off. “After we eat, I’ll put your jealousy away” you whispered to him. Jaemin smirked, he quickly nodded to the idea.

You let out a soft chuckle, “I can’t believe you’re so jealous of a monkey” You shake your head in disbelief. Jaemin started defending himself as you both head to a local restaurant.

“I have a new story to tell all my friends now” you smirk. Jaemin stops you, “don’t tell anyone this! This is embarrassing!” He groans.

“Exactly” you pinch his soft cheek. “I won’t tell if you make it right tonight” You wink at him. Jaemin mouth opens a little and pulls you into his arm.

“Baby, you know I will” He whispered seductively in your ear. You look down at his growing print. “Seriously Jaemin, you’re hard right now” You groan and cover. him with your body.

“I can’t resist, you look good right now” Jaemin arms snake down to your waist. “I want you” he whispered.

You shake your head no, “We’re eating first and then you can relieve yourself later” you said sternly. Jaemin groans and tugs on your dress.

“No Jaemin, I’m hungry!” You fought back. Jaemin huff and cross his arms, “Fine. I’ll punish you later” He said as he lead himself into the restaurant.

As much as you like the idea you need to feed yourself. It was too humid and you were hungry. You could pass out from the heat. You catch up with your husband as you both carry on the vacation full of memories and romantic sex.

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