#n.flying au
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Okay sooo for the k-idol and color moodboard I would humbly request Seunghyub and (dark) red👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀 OR O.de and gray~
Well since you asked with a bunch of eye emojis I’ll give you both!
Seunghyub x Dark Red: Immortal Love
♪ Moonshot - N.Flying ♪
"Oh, darling~ Your scent is absolutely intoxicating... I'm not sure how much longer I'll be able to restrain myself."
O.de x Gray: A Menace on the Streets
♪ Break the Brake - Xdinary Heroes ♪
"I'm the ruler of these streets, and I like things fast. If you can't keep up with my pace, don't dare believe I'll slow down."
I hope you enjoy! Feel more than welcome to come back later~
Send me an ask with the name of any K-Idol + a colour and I'll make you a moodboard (you can specify a theme if you'd like!)
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Okay guys looks like if you want any writing out of us at this point you're going to have to ask about it specifically
#please#specifically looking for nflying requests#or seventeen i'll write about those guys too#day6? kbands in general? bring it on#it's not that we're not writing because i don't know about Megan but I've been writing more than I've ever written in my life#but uh you see it's not stuff that we would post here#but once again 부탁드릴께요 requests 주세요#n.flying#day6#the rose#onewe#seventeen#band lucy#hiding this in the tags on purpose but. does anyone want me to start posting the vernon mermaid au i've put 20000 words into
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#dv01
a treacherous bonus update where the band releases their first album
series synopsis : after a couple of instances of accidental matching clothing, yangyang finds himself in a dating rumor with possibly the most famous person on campus : yn, the bassist of an up and coming band. yangyang doesn’t seem to have a problem with it. unfortunately yn, who has also built up a reputation for being cold as winter, does.
pairing : liu yangyang x gn!reader
genre/s : university au, student council + band au, fluff, angst, humor
treacherous ➤ masterlist
# the dv self-titled album ➤ spotify playlist
# TRACKS
[ original artists in parenthesis , lyrics indented , band writing and vocal "credits" below ]
01. " time of our life " [ day6 ]
i'll be honest, i've been waiting a long time
i believe you did too
written by dreamvision, vocals by xj, mk, gy, hd
02. " alrighty aphrodite " [ peach pit ]
if i'd known you sold on maybe
then, i'd've let you waste another guy
written by mk and xj, vocals by xj
03. " dive into you " [ nct dream ]
i wonder where i am in the middle of your heart
written by hd, mk, and xj , vocals by xj, mk, gy, and hd
04. " i'm in love with you " [ the 1975 ]
there's somethin' i've been meaning to
say to you, baby, but i just can't do it
written by mk, xj, and hd, vocals by xj and hd + backing vocals by mk and gy
05. " still feel. " [ half alive ]
when it is hopeless, i start to notice
that i still feel alive
written by dreamvision, vocals by xj
06. " 99% " [ cnblue ]
i love myself more
written by gy and hd, vocals by xj and gy
07. " eraser " [ onewe ]
even if you turn around and come back,
in the end you are a good memory
written by gy, hd, and xj , vocals by xj and mk
08. " for lovers who hesitate " [ jannabi ]
i'd rather miss you than leave regrets,
it's better to be sick
written by dreamvision, vocals by xj
09. " all i wanted " [ paramore ]
i could follow you to the beginning,
and just to relive the start
written by dreamvision, vocals by xj
10. " lost " [ 1415 ]
i will miss you and wait
written by mk and gy, lead vocals by xj + backing vocals by gy
11. " summer fiction " [ we are the night ]
i feel like I've been caught,
through the seasons, through the city
written by mk and gy, vocals by xj
12. " leave myself " [ phonebooth ]
the things we left behind,
and the place we had to leave behind
written by xj and gy, vocals by xj
13. " rooftop " [ n.flying ]
you took my hand to look at the stars,
sitting on the rooftop in the evening sunset
written by dreamvision, vocals by xj, mk, gy, hd
-- bonus tracks --
14. " for the fickle " [ reese lansangan ]
empty your hands and hold me,
give me steady love
written and performed by gy
15. " treacherous " [ taylor swift ]
your name has echoed through my mind,
and I just think you should, think you should know
originally by taylor swift, cover by dreamvision, vocals by xj and gy
# REACTIONS
from reese, with love <3
sorry that's it's taking a white for me to update, been trying to get back into writing and updating regularly while also getting some post-thesis rest >_< thank you for reading, i'd really love to know what you think :) act three will be coming soon... i just don't know how soon huhu
#🌙 — treacherous!#nct x reader#wayv x reader#yangyang x reader#nct imagines#nct fluff#nct smau#wayv imagines#wayv fluff#wayv smau#yangyang imagines#yangyang fluff#yangyang smau#yangyang scenarios
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Master Post - List of Completed Readings and Works in Progress (WIP)
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K-Pop Readings - CLOSED
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N.Flying
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NCT (All sub-units)
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Heyyyyy been a minute since I put one of these out into the world, but looking for a few new rp partners as all of mine have dried up!
mxm only pls!!
original plots/fandomless only! Pls no idolverse/canonverse plots!
Currently seeking maybe something supernatural themed as I'm in the mood for spooky season? (though I would be okay with other aus too) Vampires/ghosts/werwolves/witches/etc. I also prefer plots to be a good mix of angst, fluff, and smut! No rps based solely on smut or fluff as those tend to die out far too quickly!
I have muses in bts (hoseok, jungkook, yoongi) and svt (mostly hoshi, but could do jihoon, dokyeom, seungkwan as well), and could be persuaded to write other muses in other groups I stan like ateez, skz, maybe txt and/or some of my nugu groups such as n.flying.. hoo nose. I am a huge multi so please feel free to ask!
Prefer in-group ships, but could be persuaded to do cross-ships if the chemistry is there!
third person/past tense, semi-lit to lit. pls no novella as I cannot keep up with that length of reply for too long. usual reply length is 1-3 paras. I am looking for someone active who can reply often pls as I am quick to lose interest if the rp stagnates for too long (this does not apply if u tell me u r going to b busy or need a hiatus i will always be understanding of that).
Prefer to write over discord !
Dynamics for me are decided by what muse I am playing so I suppose you could say that I write mostly switch! :3 prefer the same in my partner!
ghost friendly as i am non-confrontational :p will never chase you to reply to me sooo
i expect the same courtesy.
preferably 20+ only! I'm 27, so if that makes you uncomfortable pls dni. She/her pronouns!
Triggers will be provided in dms! Please dni if you don't respect triggers or are looking for someone with no triggers or are just generally weird about triggers. u will b blocked.
Other than that!! Pls dm me or like this post and I will dm you!!
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got tagged by @changbeens ( thank u so much lovey, being encouraged to gush about my fav music??? please and thank u) to put my favourite playlist on shuffle and list the first 10 songs. so I put 🧺 favourites vol 2 on shuffle and ...
1. thunderous - stray kids
2. where do we go from here - misterwives
3. pity party - deva st. john
4. the nature of it - her picture
5. dead horse - hayley williams
6. lmly - jackson wang
7. trivia轉: seesaw - bts (yoongi my beloved)
8. wolfgang - stray kids
9. moonshot - n.flying
10. hold the girl - rina sawayama (I am so fucking excited for the album shjdjhdshgk)
honourary mention to red lights by mr bias bang chan and bias wrecker hyunjin which came on shuffle as song no 11 snort
damn that was a lot less skz than I expected hahah - maybe I should do this with my skz brainrot playlist too (͡• ͜ʖ ͡•)
@blindtheye @world-of-aus @shmalll @reigndropss @vxckx-boop @khairemisthios @snow-pegasus ur next loves ♡
and a cheeky playlist link in case anyone else likes snooping around in others playlists hehe
#tagged#tag game#i am impressed i managed to come from this as a far more normal listener than i am#sweats profusely looking at my log and how skz makes up 98% of it#i am perfectly okay i promise#the epitome of neurotypical#not even an ounce of hyperfixation here no sir
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Spotify Wrapped 2021
My Spotify Wrapped prompts for 2021! Thank you for all the asks xxx These are listed in order of my playlist. See y’all next year :)
#1 Coming Home by Bang Yongguk: journey to find the real me - 2.3k, GA, Carmen Sandiego (Cartoon 2019), Carmen Sandiego/Julia Argent, post-canon; There’s a lot of things holding Carmen back, particularly her name. Through it all, she keeps coming back. To Julia. tumblr | ao3
#10 Rooftop by N.Flying: on rooftops and being lit aflame - 2.5k, T, Carmen Sandiego (Cartoon 2019), Paper Star/Tigress | Sheena, post-canon; Tigress, always watching. Paper Star, always set ablaze. tumblr | ao3
#22 So Beautiful by DPR Ian: come on, you know I get confused - 3k, T, uni/social media au, Cindy Moon/Felicia Hardy; The thing was, they just kept coming back. Back to each other; back to old haunts and rooftops; back, back, back. And Cindy didn’t know what to do about it. tumblr | ao3
#36 We Ride by Brave Girls: 0.5 better off (with me) - 3.2k, M, MCU Tom Holland Spider-Man, uni/social media au is BACK, Cindy Moon/Felicia Hardy; before the breakup 5+1 style. tumblr | ao3
#42 Dumhdurum by Apink: better off (with me) - 2.4k, T, MCU Tom Holland Spider-Man, Cindy Moon/Felicia Hardy, college/university plus social media AU; Cindy Moon’s Instagram has changed. Which means Cindy’s single and Cindy’s not off limits anymore. tumblr | ao3
#45 Feel So Good by B.A.P: I want to have you - 1.9k, T, Carmen Sandiego (Cartoon 2019), Paper Star/Tigress; Sheena was in Japan for a job. Paper Star being there was just a coincidence. Or, at least, that’s what they would tell anyone who asked. tumblr | ao3
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Masterlist
I'm Megan from the blog @kbandtrash by my sister and I :) Check it out for the direct links to most of my fanfiction!
Requests are open!
See after the cut for links to my works, and a list of fandoms I write for! Stay safe out there ;)
KBANDTRASH
Day6
Dowoon: Who Are You? (3/?) ~ urban fantasy au
N.Flying
Cha Hun: Kiss Me Miss Me / Idol GF
Hweseung: Kiss Me Miss Me / Idol GF
Stray Kids
Changbin: Mafia Bullet Point
Jisung: Mafia Bullet Point
Felix: The Heir and the Library of Secrets (10/?) ~ royal fantasy au (discontinued unless another part is requested, I'm currently rewriting it completely)
MYDAYINTHEBUILDING
P1Harmony
Jongseob: Bug Boy aka "The Experiment" ~ spiderverse au (coming soon!)
Fandoms I can write for! *I write fantasy, sci-fi, and romance AUs*
Marvel (plus old Spiderman)
Harry Potter and Fantastic Beasts
Disney (my favorites are Treasure Planet and Atlantis) (plus some younger audience shows: Gravity Falls, Sofia the First, The Owl House, Tangled)
Rick Riordan (Kane Chronicles, kind of Percy Jackson)
Marissa Meyer (Lunar Chronicles, Heartless, Renegades)
Brandon Mull (Fablehaven, Five Kingdoms, Beyonders)
Barbie (classics hehe)
kpop (see my extensive kpop playlist below to see which groups I might stan)
I love crossovers lol please request them
#masterlist#kpop#marvel#harry potter#fantastic beasts#disney#rick riordan#marissa meyer#brandon mull#barbie#writing requests#fanfiction#spiderman
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Jayu District is looking for the members of N.Flying to be our newest residents!
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we were strangers . [ kband fic ]
the world is falling apart. as a deadly plague rips through mankind, and as people from all backgrounds deal with the overwhelming losses that have come with the sickness, shelter won't be the key to survival. it'll be bonds they make or break. even with strangers.
fandoms: onewe, n.flying, day6, ftisland, iz, the rose
chapters: 3/?
tags: angst, like a lot of angst, found family, apocalypse au, twd au, mcds, some romance, forbidden love
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this is a work of fiction and by no means do i intend to assume any of the real people included in my work would behave or execute any of the actions portrayed in this story. this is for entertainment purposes only.
BATTLE STUDIES ;
I. PART ONE
wc: 822
it's that time of year
leave all our hopelessnesses aside
it's just for a little while
II. PART TWO
wc: 2435
we'll be forgiven
together we wait for space
together we wait for silence
III. PART THREE
wc: 2270
waiting for the end to come
wishing i had strength to stand
this is not what i had planned
it's out of my control
IV. PART FOUR
wc: 2251
am i me through geography
a face collapsed through entropy
i can hardly speak
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Anjeline Mave
That’s my name. Fun fact, I was using Angeline as my name but I changed it to Anjeline to make it more??? Anti mainstream. You can call me with, Anjel or Njel. But any new nicknames are welcomed. So, feel free to call me with whatever you’d like!
I’m at my legal age, a college student. Law as my major … BUT PLEASE. DO NOT EVER ASK ME ABOUT IT. We have a not healthy relationship tbh. So, just don't, ‘k? Born on Gemini sun, Scorpio Moon, and Capricorn Rising. I chose She/her as my preferred pronouns.
Interest
MUSIC
I listen to a lot, any kind of music. For like: Indonesian bands, K-POP, K-HH, K-Band, I-POP, POP, Western Pop, R&B, Hip Hop, and Alternative Rock. I SAID A LOT. I can't mention it.
Peterpan-Noah, Last Child, ATEEZ, P1Harmony, Weki Meki, Rothy, Day6, N.Flying, The Rose, BIG Naughty, Nicki Minaj, Doja Cat, Chase Atlantic, One Direction, Lana Del Rey, All Time Low.
Oh, Jung Wooyoung and Song Mingi from ATEEZ, Kim Doyeon from Weki Meki, and Yoon Keeho from P1Harmony have a special place.
WEBTOON
I do fancy reading, actually for webtoon and some AU. Ehe. Mostly Romance and Action, yes i am a hopeless romantic girl. YEAH.
Here's the list webtoon I read for as long as I can remember:
Action : Money and the Power, White Blood, Lookism, Study Group, Weak Hero, Loser Life, How To Fight.
Romance - Drama - Comedy : Devil Number 4, Seasons of Blossom, To Love Your Enemy, Bittersweet Marriage, Play, Pli!, Crush Of Life Time, Touch Touch You, 30 Minute Walk, Make Up Man, My Anti Fan, Flawless, Gentle Hipster, Uga Uga, The Holy Idol, My Three Annoying Brothers, Beauty In a Click.
Isekai - Kerajaan: Suddenly I Became a Princess, The Second Marriage, I Raised a Beast, Roxana: The Way to Protect the Female Lead's Older Brother, The Villainess Reverses Hourglass, When Villainess Falls in Love, Kematian adalah Akhir Sang Antagonis, The Little Princess and Her Monster Faints, The Villainess is a Marionette, Evil Lady's Hero, Terjatuh Ke Permainan Harem, Ayah, Aku tidak mau menikah!
AU i have read:
AUs by @Bingungharaboji: Sunu Semesta, Juyeon Junaedi.
ANIME
I do watch some anime like Jujutsu Kaisen, Aharen-san Wa Hakarenai, Ranking of King, My Dress-up Darling, SPYxFAMILY, A Silent Voice.
BYF
My account might contain me a simp for my loves, ranting about my life (life is sucks, bro) I also tweet in broken English or mix it to Indonesian. So, if you are uncomfortable. Please, leave.
some of my tweets might be KINDA NOT SAFE FOR WORK.
I DO HARSH WORD (reply only, because friends make me to).
PLEASE INTERACT WITH ME.
I often like tweets that contain animals, any kind of animals but not a lot kind of reptiles. Mostly a cute tweet, with no animals harmed. So please take note of this. I don't take any responsibility for anything that happens because of this.
DNFI
Engage in FANWAR, NCTzen OT22, OVERLY using local harsh word (genital), a denial-stubborn-liberal-far from God person. Homophobic, Racist, Islamophobic, Feminazi, party pooper, an aggressive-scary-ready to bite FANS and others basic DNI.
anjeline.
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Surrounded (Mafia Crossover AU)(Part 16)
~Megan~
Masterlist
Day6/N.Flying/The Rose/Like any other kband honestly x Reader
Warnings: Violence, self-harm
Word Count: 1k
Part 1
“There’s not much we can do,” Dongsung said nonchalantly, “except get rid of Y/N.”
Hun dropped the bottle of pills he held, spinning faster than ever to glare at his member. “Dongsung, I swear, shut up! Get over the past! Your attitude now is worse than before!”
“We have a chance to save people, and this is what you do? You let this little girl here kill us all? You put her in the spotlight, and let her attract all of the little rats out there, and then say there was nothing you could’ve done to protect everyone else?”
“Shut up or I’ll make you quiet myself!” Hun stomped over to Dongsung, who had straightened and placed a hand back over his gun.
The younger man held Hun’s eyes for a second before turning to you. You flinched.
“Y/N, you can’t let them destroy all of our hope of a better chance to stop The Rose.”
“You have no right to speak to Y/N!” shouted Jaehyun, grabbing Dongsung by his arm harshly and pulling him toward the door.
“Y/N’s manipulating you all!” Dongsung yelled, a wild look in his eyes. “She’ll be the cause of the destruction of N.Flying, DAY6 -- all of us!”
The door slammed shut.
“Y/N,” Hun said, looking at you nervously, “I’m sorry about him…”
You had been feeling bad when you woke up, but it had gotten worse. The medication helped numb your hip, however it did nothing to stop the thoughts in your head from pounding against you like raindrops.
You’ll kill them all.
You started it all.
You have to end it all.
End it with your life.
Give up.
“Hey, kid, wanna hand me that pillow you’re not using?” Dowoon called out, pulling you out of your head like lightning. You nodded quickly, grabbing it from beside you and throwing at him. You watched him move around and settle in with his third pillow. He was laying on his stomach facing you, eyes closed. “You’ve been thinking about what Dongsung said, right?”
Looking away and pulling your knees up to your chest, you shook your head slowly. “No, not at all…”
He opened his eyes into slits, scowling at you. “Don’t think I can’t see right through you.”
Your eyes wandered to his, shrinking at his words.
“Promise me, we’re not inhumane. We would never sacrifice you.”
“But I’ve hurt you guys so much already!”
“And you think mafias aren’t supposed to suffer?”
“You shouldn’t be suffering so much in so little time!”
He went quiet, only giving you a sigh. The room was entirely silent for a moment, with Hun and Wonpil gone, apparently to search for everyone else. He seemed to give up on talking to you, because he turned over on his back, so you could only see the top of his head and his fluttering eyelashes.
“Y/N, I wanna teach you a little life lesson.”
You didn’t say anything.
“Life’s awful.”
“Yeah, no kidding.”
“It has its ups, I know from experience. But it also has its downs. And those downs have ups. They go hand in hand.”
“I don’t understand.” Your fingers began to habitually pick at your legs.
He shifted a bit. “Not too long ago, I was in a slump. Everything I did never worked out. Sungjin had to replace my position as assassin for a little bit.
“But thanks to having freetime, I could enjoy things a little more. I started to see things through a new lense, you could say. Not everything was black, white, and red. I was more than a killing machine. Suddenly, I appreciated other things.
“This didn’t mean I was done with my job. I think it made my job a little easier.
“What I mean is… blessings are hidden in trials. You learn a little, grow a little -- become more than you used to be.”
“Nothing good comes out of me ruining your chances of beating The Rose.”
“You’re not ruining our chances -- not completely. I might even say we’re thankful you’re here.”
“I just keep hurting you guys, and getting hurt, and you won’t give up on me.”
“There’s more to this business than that.”
Ignoring him, you continued, “I hurt you, Dowoon. How can you talk to me like I’m normal?”
“Y/N.” His voice commanded attention, so you shut your mouth. “There are a lot of people out there that have hurt me. There are a lot of people out there that hurt others on purpose. They think it’s the right thing.
“They’re the real bad guys, kid. Sure, you hurt others. But is it really you doing it?”
You couldn’t really think of anything to say.
“I’m genuinely curious. Is it really you? Do you think your own head is the one doing it?”
“No…” you said. “No, it’s not me. I’m being controlled or something.”
“I believe that, Y/N. I can tell you are different from The Rose. You are a better person now.”
“Then why am I so useless to you guys?”
“You are a big part of our plan.”
“What?”
“I remember when we first found you.” He chuckled. “You were destroying things left and right, no sense of mercy in you. Start a fire here, stab a guy there -- nothing else. But let me tell you; we spotted you, dead, and knew we could save you.”
“It didn’t work out that way…”
“Because we had to keep you locked up for so long, you lost who you used to be. You started becoming more human. I’d say we had done a great job. But in order to really help you, we had to let you grow.”
“By letting me free, you were giving me a chance to destroy things again.”
“By letting you free, we were giving you a chance to use your own brain. Your own conscience. We let you go through trials so you could really grow.”
The door opened and Hun came in alongside Wonpil. They glanced at each other, as if speaking telepathically. Hun cleared his throat uncomfortably. “Jae isn’t the only one missing. And you’re not the only one that got shot.”
Part 17 (coming soon)
#day6#n.flying#the rose#day6 au#n.flying au#the rose au#day6 x reader#n.flying x reader#the rose x reader#kpop crossover#kpop au#surrounded#megan
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Its Okay
Synopsis: Kwangjin's gone and Manette is suffering
Genre: Angst
AN:// First scenario for Manette is done! Im so excited for this oc and I hope you guys love her as much as I do. Feedback is appreciated and if you guys have any suggestions feel free to tell me!
[6th member of N. Flying]
Set in 2018
Seunghyub softly knocked on the door before peeking in.
Manette sat with her back to the door, staring out the window. Her shirt was off and the only thing she was wearing was a sports bra and shorts. Her hair was unkempt and flowed down her back.
"Manette?" He spoke barely above a whisper as he sat beside her on the bed. If she heard him she didn't acknowledge it.
"Manette its been three days. You have to eat something." She still refused to acknowledge him. Seunghyub sighed and went to leave when she finally spoke.
"He didn't deserve it." Her voice was hoarse from days of unuse and was thick with emotion.
She turned towards him and he could see tear tracks on her face and tears welled in her eyes. "Oh honey." He gently pulled her into his arms and kissed her forehead.
Tears fell as a sob tore through her. "Why him? Why did he have to do that?" She whimpered as she gripped his arm.
"I'll never see him again. His life is ruined all because of 'fans'." She hiccuped.
"I know." Seunghyub whispered as he slowly rocked them back and forth.
He's gone and there’s nothing I can do about it. She thought as she buried face into Seunghyub's chest. But that doesn't make it any easier.
AN// oops.
#kpop#kpop au#kpop addition#kpop additional member#n.flying#n.flying au#kpop bands#kpop female addition#kpop female oc#kpop female member#kpop reactions#kpop scenarios#kpop imagines#imagine
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my crime (was loving you)
muse: lee seunghyub x reader (3rd person perspective)
genre: florist x band au, angst + fluff
word count: 3575
warnings: none
summary: Lee Seunghyub was just a soft-hearted delinquent with a penchant for cats and Rococo paintings. And she was a fool to think he could ever be more than just a fuck.
notes: dug this out from my old wips and realized seunghyub was PERFECT for the character. probably not gonna get views but whatever. stan nflying <3
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Lee Seunghyub tastes wild.
Wild mint, wild berries, wildfires.
It’s a taste she’s memorized from their countless stolen moments in the nightclub broom closet after his heart-stopping performances, from the roguish yet honeyed smiles he flashes her under the glare of stage lights just before he dives into the songs he spends too many sleepless nights writing.
Unknowing girls swoon at the thought of Lee Seunghyub serenading them with those words of sugar in that deep voice of his, and she can’t help but laugh at their naivety because the only love songs he ever writes are to his cat and his bandmates.
Not even to her.
Never her, because she had threatened to drown his apartment in flowers if he ever wrote a song suggesting that their relationship was worth anything more than lust and the agreement to help each other forget their respective heartbreaks.
(He still writes some anyways, but they’re all stashed away in a notebook hidden inside the old guitar case he leaves in the corner of his apartment she won’t ever care to check.)
Sometimes, he’ll taste of bitter alcohol and smoke— the latter she detests with her entire soul— the devil’s grin staining those ruby lips that she can’t stay away from no matter how she tells herself not to play with fire.
She burns up under his touch each time, but did anyone in this world ever actually have any bit of self-restraint when it came to pretty things?
After all, irrationality is the only crown she can afford to wear when he looks like jagged coal dusted with crushed diamonds, dragging her down into the flaming world he came from without a second’s hesitation.
(What she doesn’t know, though, is that each time he wakes up in her bed under the midday sun, a glass of water perched on the drawer by his pounding head, the only thing that crosses his mind is whether or not he should confess to her that the boundaries they’d set all those months ago under the dim light of his nightclub had long been crossed by his insolent and greedy heart.
Who would’ve known that this incandescent girl was not only able to make him forget about cheating ex-lovers after just one night of dancing beneath street lamps, but also had a laugh that sent him falling right back into the ocean he had sworn to never dive into again after the last disaster? Certainly not him.
At first, he quickly labeled it as another one of those false hopes that things would be different, that he wouldn’t be tricked into playing Eros’ game again, dismissing the idea of finding love without a second thought. Yet weeks later, when Jaehyun pointed out that he’d been staring at her glowing face for basically the entirety of their performance, it finally hit him that maybe this had become more than just a lustful fling with no strings attached.)
But she’d be a fool to ignore the fact that outside the dark walls of that fateful building, Lee Seunghyub was just a soft-hearted delinquent with a penchant for cats and Rococo paintings. While they have never really struck a chord in her before, she supposes there are only so many that can stumble into her little flower shop asking for a last-minute bouquet because he forgot that it was his sister’s birthday.
“Is this okay?” she moves her hands aside for him to take in the pink hydrangeas framed with perky violets for the early February date.
“It’s pretty,” he hums over his black face mask, slender fingers drumming on the counter as she rings up the register after dropping in a few boughs of baby’s breath to fill the gaps. “Like you.”
She barely catches the timid words mumbled underneath his breath and nearly chokes when it crosses her mind, but one peek at his rose dusted cheeks and widened eyes is enough to realize he hadn’t meant to say the afterthought aloud.
“Did you just call me pretty?”
He clears his throat and glances away. “Maybe.”
She almost flushes herself, because Lee Seunghyub doesn’t care for compliments when they’re not about his music or his tongue. But even if she wanted to believe that it meant something, something more than just watching him perform like he was born for the stage before dragging him off to one of their apartments to forget about the pains that no longer exist, the promise they had made back on that lonely September Friday lingers stronger than any possibility that they could spark an emotion far scarier than any of the deadly sins.
So she brushes it aside with the leftover flowers, handing him the bouquet along with the receipt and a few coins in change, complimentary expression of gratitude falling from her lips out of strict habit.
“I’ve never seen you so polite before,” he muses with a mischievous glint in his crescent eyes, a smile of moondust glowing clear against the afternoon sky. “maybe I should come around more often.”
“Please don’t,” she laughs, half-jokingly and half-serious, because the last thing she needed was to catch real feelings for this angel of a boy dressed in grim reaper’s clothing.
“Why not?”
I don’t want to see your face more than I have to.
“You’re going to chase all my customers away.”
(I’d rather be the only one you have.)
“Are you sure I won’t just bring you more?”
We’re both liars who don’t know if we’re actually capable of loving someone for real.
“I don’t need a horde of fangirls trampling my precious flowers,” she scoffs, planting her hands on her hips and raising an eyebrow as if to challenge his pride. “Though I suppose you don’t even have that many fans, to begin with.”
(Delicate hands he wants to hold not just in bed, but on a date. On several dates. At all his favorite places around the city; at all of hers.)
He leans close and smirks in reply. “But I have one dedicated fan right here in front of me.”
The roll of her eyes is automatic. “Don’t flatter yourself, maybe I’m just there for the drinks.”
“Maybe, but I’m pretty sure you’ve only touched one cup of alcohol every time for the past five weeks.”
“I wasn’t aware you kept tabs on my drinking habits.”
He shrugs as if it were a perfectly normal thing to do. “Just making sure no one slips anything dangerous in.”
She’s not sure if he’s being serious, but it still comes out sweeter than either of them expected. “Oh. Well. Thank you.”
“No, thank you,” he smiles again, warm this time, and she wonders if this is the real Seunghyub her heart keeps fluttering for. “for the flowers. see you tomorrow?”
“Yeah,” she breathes, watching his slim figure pad towards the glass door like a black cat. “See you tomorrow.”
(He wishes that he had asked her out on a date.
But who was he kidding? Just because they were in her flower shop and he wasn’t playing a song of lies didn’t mean they were capable of finding something real.
After all, it’s never real in the end.)
“You like him,” Doyoung says flatly the moment N.Flying’s last song ends, eyes fixed on her as she stirs her drink in hopes of feigning ignorance.
“Who?”
“The vocalist on piano,” her friend answers, disbelief lacing his words. “I saw you staring at him the entire time.”
Raising the cocktail to her lips, she sips the tragically sweet liquid while trying to formulate some kind of plausible excuse that Doyoung would probably see right through anyway. “He has an interesting face to look at.”
“Really? Then explain the weird look in your eyes and the blush that comes flaring up whenever he glanced in this direction.”
“I did not have a weird look in my eyes.”
“Uh, you so did,” he scoffs and pushes his phone under her nose. Grabbing hold of the device, she makes out the moonstruck expression painted across some dumb girl’s face. Wait, that’s her face.
“What the hell?”
“Shocking, I know,” Doyoung sighs, pulling his arm back before she can tear the phone from his grasp. “I could hardly recognize you myself.”
Raking her hands through her hair, she groans dramatically, “This is wrong, there is absolutely no way I looked like that—”
“Looked like what?”
Her blood runs cold when the devil slides into their booth, easily settling into the seat right across from her. She hates it, but his presence doesn’t make her as uncomfortable as she desires.
“Nothing,” she sniffs, turning her attention back to the stack of napkins sitting in the middle of the table. “Nothing.”
Seunghyub raises an eyebrow but doesn’t push further. A part of her wishes he does.
“What are you up to tonight?” he asks, playing with the paper umbrella in her abandoned martini. She probably only had about two sips, but something in her mind seems to tell her that she won’t be needing that much alcohol in her system tonight.
“Besides drinking and watching you stagger around onstage? Nothing much,” she shrugs, eyes darting around to look at anything but his face; the less attention she paid to him, the quicker he’ll leave. Or at least, that’s what she’s hoping. It’s not like she has never tried it on him before.
Doyoung gives her another judgemental stare from besides Seunghyub, and she mentally reminds herself to give him a good kick in the leg later. Maybe refuse to drive him home or something. Oh wait, he’s the designated driver tonight because he doesn’t trust her even though she’s only had half a martini. Ugh, maybe next time.
“What do you mean, ‘stagger around onstage,’” Seunghyub scoffs and picks up the glass to steal a gulp of the drink, blinking as it goes down. “Am I not good at dancing?”
Rolling her eyes, she plucks the glass out of his hand and downs the rest in a heartbeat. “You’re in a band, you suck at dancing. Come back when you can at least body roll without looking like a stiff caterpillar almost about to fall off its twig.”
She ignores Doyoung’s coughing fit in response to her sharp words, but Seunghyub looks rather amused as he lets the guy slip out from the booth and make a run for a glass of water.
“Feisty like always,” he chuckles, reaching out to flick a stray piece of hair perched on her shoulder. She catches herself before she flinches— it’s just a slight touch, why get so riled up now? “Though as much as I would love to argue with you over how unattractive my dancing is, I have something more important to ask you.”
It’s strange, how suspicious she is of everything today. Just those few words and she’s already in a state of panic. “Um, okay?”
So she waits.
Except, he’s not saying it. Or anything at all, for that matter.
“Uh, could we maybe like, go somewhere quieter?” If she weren’t so caught up in her own convolution of thoughts, she would’ve sworn that Lee Seunghyub actually sounded nervous.
But that’s none of her business, really.
“You can tell me right here, Seunghyub. No one’s gonna hear us, they’re all either too drunk or having too much fun on the dance floor.”
A beam of red light comes flashing over, briefly revealing his expression that isn’t quite unlike that of a deer caught in the headlights. And it’s then that the dread starts crawling out from the hole she had kept so well hidden for months.
“Do you, um— would you like to go out with me tomorrow?”
Her heart stops.
“I’m sorry, what?”
He blinks. Takes a breath, then tries again, “Go out with me. To lunch, or maybe dinner? Whatever you want, I mean.”
The club suddenly feels a hundred degrees warmer, yet she still can’t stop her blood from freezing over.
“Why?”
“Huh?” Just her luck, Seunghyub doesn’t seem like he’s aware of what kind of nonsense he’s spouting either. “What do you mean, ‘why’? Can’t I ask out someone I like?”
And that’s the sound of her mask breaking into thousands of little butterflies, fluttering off to a place where reality comes crashing down in flames without any chance of stopping.
“We’re not like that, Seunghyub.”
From the corner of her eye, she can still see the nightclub in a whirl— lights raging, drinks spilling, bodies twisting and swaying chaotically to the blaring music— but strangely, she can’t hear a single thing.
His eyes flicker in confusion as he studies her stony expression like an archaeologist discovering a new fossil.
“I’m not sure I understand what you mean.”
“We just… can’t. That’s not our relationship.”
“Then what is? Fuckbuddies pretending that feelings don’t exist?”
“Yes!” Wait. “No.” That’s not right either. “Hell if I know…”
She wonders if the look on her face matches the broken one on his, the one he’s not even trying to pretend isn’t about to shatter into a million pieces anymore.
“Well, it seems like I don’t either.”
Everything falls into slow motion as he slides out of the booth, as he stands up ever so reluctantly, as he walks back into the storm of a crowd without ever looking back.
Walks away forever ever and ever and ever.
(But they should’ve known love stories don’t end that easily.)
A week passes, and she hasn’t shown her face at the club once since their falling out. It’s hard walking by the neon blue and red dragon every night on her way home knowing she’s missing out on whatever new song the band has decided to showcase, and there’s no longer something loud to fill her quiet evenings alone, but her head is clearer and she no longer has to wake up wondering if they
(A week passes, and he’s written a new song for each performance she doesn’t appear at. They’re still stashed away in the depths of his weathered notebooks, but at least he knows she won’t walk in on him tapping his heart out on the keyboard in the dead of night.)
Soon that week has turned into three, and she’s slowly starting to consider getting a new hobby because staying at home each night watching boring shows just isn’t cutting it. There’s too much time for her mind to wander, wander to places where they shouldn’t be— his eyes, his voice that was so wonderfully deep and addictive yet soft at the same time, his bright grin when she greeted him good morning and couldn’t help but smile back at because it’s possibly the most beautiful thing she’s ever seen— oh.
Oh no.
(By the third week, he’d made up his mind to stop being a coward and at least show up to apologize for making her uncomfortable. And the walking away part, of course. Problem was, apology flowers seemed rather when the person he was apologizing to was a florist herself.)
Instead of doing anything about… whatever that convoluted mess was in her chest, she throws herself into the prison of work that is her flower shop. With the first wave of wedding season coming up, her hands were busier than ever, serving as an excellent distraction to anything her stupid head wanted to overthink.
That is until he walks in through the frosted glass door.
“Hi,” Lee Seunghyub says quietly, eyes glancing over her before flitting away. “I, uh, wanted to buy some flowers.”
She stares at him, mind numb and tongue heavy. “What’s the occasion? Forgot a birthday again?”
“Not exactly.” His hands are hidden behind his back, but she can imagine him wringing them with the same nervous energy evident in his face. “I wanted to apologize to someone. Could you help me?”
Her eyebrows raise, but she doesn’t comment further. “As long as I’m getting paid.”
That cracks a slight smile in him, one she can’t help but want to gaze at, except he’s here for a reason and she has a job to do. Stepping out from behind the counter, she drifts towards the hyacinths, pulling out a few purple blooms before collecting a handful of white tulips as well. She fills in the remaining space with myrtle stems, then wraps the bouquet up and ties it all together with a snip of her favorite yellow ribbon. It’s been a while since she made an apology bouquet, especially one completely of her own choosing, though there’s something about the simplicity of these flowers that makes her fond nonetheless.
Seunghyub watches this all with a curious eye, but of course, he has to look away hastily whenever she steals a glance in his direction. If she hadn’t been so intent on talking as little as possible, she might’ve made some remark on how dumb he appeared. Unfortunately, the tension was still high enough that she had no choice but to keep her mouth shut.
“Here,” she says and pushes the flowers into his arms the moment she’s finished. “Done.”
He fumbles with the bouquet, turning it around a few times to admire. “It’s pretty.”
“I know.”
Taking a breath, he holds it back out towards her. “This is actually for you.”
“I know.”
He blanches, then attempts an awkward laugh to cover it up. “I’m not very subtle, am I?”
Shaking her head, she reaches out and begins playing with the ribbon as she waits for him to continue.
“It’s just. Ugh. I’m so inarticulate,” he groans. “Around you, more than anything. You’ve just got that effect on me, and I really— fuck. Let me try this again.”
Squeezing his eyes shut, he lets out another exhale before facing her once more. “I’m sorry I was an ass that night. I shouldn’t have made you so uncomfortable, and I definitely shouldn’t have walked away. You had every right to avoid me all these weeks, and I completely understand if you don’t want to have any association with me anymore. I just hope,” he swallows and gives the flowers a little shake, “you’ll take these and my apology. Even though you made them yourself. Then I’ll walk out those doors and never bother you again. Since we never had anything going on in the first place.”
“I like your face,” she blurts suddenly, because her brain just had to choose at that exact moment to let her heart take full control over her mouth.
He furrows his brow, confused. “Sorry?”
“I like you and your dumb face,” she says a little firmer, staring him in the eye as the flush on her cheeks brighten hopelessly. “And I’m stupid for making you think otherwise.”
His mouth forms an ‘o’ as he processes her words, and she has never wanted to jump off a cliff more in her life.
“What—”
“I was stupid and pushed you away because I thought I didn’t need you that way. Because I was scared of falling in love again. And I thought it would be fine at first, to just have a casual relationship without any strings attached, since that’s easy, you know? Except you just had to turn out to have so many redeemable qualities besides your stupidly handsome face, like your voice and your sincerity and your goddamn humor, you just had to have everything and of course I just had to let down my guard. And that’s so fucking infuriating, but I can’t hate you for it. Because it’s you. And I want you to stay.”
She didn’t mean for it all to come out like a tornado, though she supposes there’s no other way it could’ve gone, considering how speechless this man is currently.
“You mean that? All of that?”
“Does it sound like I’m being sarcastic?”
“No,” he finally grins, “No, you’re right. I am stupid too. For thinking I wouldn’t actually fall for you and start writing you love songs either.”
Now it’s her turn to be shocked. “You wrote me songs?”
He shrugs, “A few. We also performed one or two, but it was after you had stopped coming—”
She doesn’t get to hear the rest of his words, because once again her heart has made an executive decision over her body and this time, it’s to lean in and peck this beautiful man on the lips.
To kiss him.
A sweet and short kiss, completely void of lust and desire like all their previous ones. And it’s so wonderfully refreshing, she wonders why she hasn’t done it earlier.
When she pulls back, his eyes are wide and shining, and the next thing she knows he’s pulling her back in for more. His mouth is soft, so soft, gentler than it’s ever been, and she’s falling apart with just a few languid brushes.
“Will you play me those songs?” she asks after they part, cheeks glowing warm with joy. “Just me?”
Lee Seunghyub laughs, and she wonders if there’s anything in this world that sounds more ethereal. “Of course. But only if you let me take you out on a date.”
“Well, you have to pay me for the flowers first.”
“Can I pay in more kisses?”
She rolls her eyes, smiling uncontrollably as he leans in once more. “Let me get back to you on that.”
(He does, though she supposes she can’t complain since he’s paying for dinner later too.)
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fin.
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Mafia!Seunghyub AU
Your alarm blaring you wake up disgruntled. Annoyed and close to rolling back over for a snooze before realizing you were close to being behind schedule. The covers being thrown off and you quickly heading to the shower to wake yourself up as quickly as possible. You really shouldn’t have gone out last night, but it really wasn’t something you do often. And it was a bachelorette party, so could anyone really blame you? If you asked, they would probably say no. But with you scurrying you grab a coffee and a bagel walking the last couple blocks until you got to work. With your show slipping off from random people bumping you and stepping on your heels you had it slip off. Bagel in your mouth and coffee set on the ground you bend down to fix your shoe. Jumping slightly when the loud bang of the door across the street was slammed out. You could hear an argument but the words certainly were not clear. Someone throws a man out the door and walking off the other direction. The other man turning towards the door again and seeing your face. Looking for a few seconds before he went back in, the door locking behind him. Your mind clearing again you pick up your coffee and get back to all the errands and tasks you needed to do for the day.
You life continuing as usual. Your friend sending the photos taken at the wedding. Sighing, you realized how beautiful it was. And it really was something you would have loved to have gone to, but you didn’t have the money to attend a destination wedding. Your alarm ticking you realized it was break time. Grabbing your packed lunch you looked out the window. Luckily unlike yesterday, the weather seemed to be clear. But your attention was soon elsewhere. The little Italian place across the street had a party it seems. People coming out the street wasn’t as quiet. A man walking out holding the door very into the conversation he was having. His face turning towards the street. The two of the men waiting for their driver, you recognize him. The handsome what you now assume was a guard of sorts. Or maybe a bouncer. You couldn’t be sure. but at least he shouldn’t be able to catch you staring, right? You focus on your lunch you don’t notice his eyes shift. Taking in your face before recognizing you himself. You look back up; you see the two men getting into their car. Oddly, you felt disappointed.
Working with taxes and accounting you had to go out often. But it was good to not be stuck behind a desk all the time. But after time passed you realized you cannot talk people out of anything if they actually want to do it. Today’s adventure was collecting the files to help a driving company and their profits correctly file their papers. Waiting in a small room for someone to bring the papers to you, you heard the voices of people in the hallway. One laughing and one just casual. Though it was definitely deeper than the others. “I have the boxes of papers and receipts. I can carry it to the car for you if you’d like.” You look up and see a guy next to two..two trolleys of boxes? Shit. Shaking your head you realize you needed to respond “Oh yes. Um, follow me to my car. I can push one if you want?” “That is all right. Boss said it should be me” “A-All right this way” Stepping to the side of the elevator you ride back down into the garage and make sure he can see the way. He’s quiet though. His mask and glasses hiding his face. Though this surely would be faster if he allowed you to help. The sound of the back door and trunk closing you realized he had finished. Strong and productive? That is something your office needs. If only.
Deciding to take the files home instead. Luckily you had a work laptop and with you having use of an elevator at home you had to go there instead. No way you would carry 10 boxes upstairs from the garage into your office and back. No, sir. Getting your wheeled computer chair you wheeled a few boxes in at a time. Too tired to even begin going through it all. Settling into bed you were going to get up early instead. Sure you would have a clearer mind and better focus, anyway. Not even bothering to change you kicked off your pants and flopped onto the bed. The morning coming sooner than one would think for someone who got a solid 8 hours for once. The smell of the automatic coffee maker waking you. Dragging your feet you make it into the kitchen and see the boxes near the couch. So you needed to do that much work, huh? At least your boss wouldn’t rush. But it makes sense why you were sent. Finishing your coffee you settle onto the couch pulling out files from one of the boxes. Some people really made things harder than they had to be. Things are so much easier when you don’t have to look at every paper. But older people don’t like it automated, old habits really do die hard.
Papers, and papers and more papers. If you didn’t know better, you would think someone would slip more in overnight to drive you insane. But luckily the old man was organized. Able to knock it out in less than a month was impressive. But it certainly wasn’t something you would want to go through again. New clients were nice when they came with good money. Able to get a little more than the standard bonus was nice when more work went in. But you rarely got personal checks as an apology from the business itself. But $10,000 was a lot. I mean, the company did lots of business including events, travel amongst other things. And you had seen their profits and expenses but wow. It was a new man who took the boxes back in to destroy. Some people really were the paranoid types when it came to personal information but you would not fault them for that. Not realizing it wasn’t the same man as last time until you got to your car. At least you hadn’t commented on it, you saved yourself from embarrassment for one, and you didn’t even intend to.
Life continues as usual in the office again. Unfortunately, you seemed to be stuck behind the desk for a few weeks now. Looking out the window when hearing aloud honk you saw him again, holding open the door of the car and walking into the Italian restaurant again. Even in a winter coat, one could see how toned he was. Not noticing that he again had seen you. Eyes on you through the window next to their booth. Your boss giving you files for another new client. Though this time they made it easier with it being digital. Staying late you were able to finish the client. Your eyes finally noticing the time. 4 a.m.? You really need to learn not to do things this way anymore. Heading towards your car you see him again. But he’s alone this time. He’s on the phone, and this time you heard him talk. He had been the one to help you initially. That voice wasn’t something you’d forget. Even if you aren’t sure what was lost, he seems angry about. His eyes on you as he abruptly ends his phone call. Eyes watching for a moment before he walks off. What could have happened? Geez. But that voice truly suited his face.
Deciding to go to the place across the street was new, but you had never been. Though you couldn’t think of why. It had regular business and traffic so it couldn’t be bad. Knowing you’d go next week when you got off early for a long weekend. Living your life as normal you didn’t really notice the subtle things you should have picked up on. Like how your boss seemed to give you all the large-scale clients. Or how there was a lot of gang activity in the city. Though, everyone seemed unaware. The news screen glaring with the bold bar. How there had been an accident and a shooting. Most seemed to think the first incident was guilt after the man committed the shooting but the news had something else that changed people's minds. There had been a stabbing. But it wasn’t a robbery. And it truly was overkill. What got to you the most was it was the garage of the cab company. How lucky are you, that you finished a week early and weren’t there? But with your mind on that, you had some trouble sleeping. It is probably why you agreed to go on that blind date that your friend mentioned. Though, it was worse there than the theory even was. He wasn’t even wearing his shoes. Who takes on their shoes while out at a nice French restaurant? Man, you and your friend must have lost touch a lot since she went backpacking last year. Why would she ever think THIS would be someone you would be interested in? Luckily enough your phone gave you a message notification. And even if it was a simple reminder to grab eggs at the store on the way home, you would have been a fool to not use that to get away.
You may take the cake for the dumbest of them all. Your boss, of all people, setting you up on a date. Sure, he was a sweet old guy, but you should have said no. Especially with yesterday fresh in your mind. But you didn’t have the heart to say no, for whatever reason. But that was only now coming to you. Five hours later as you lay staring at the ceiling on your back in bed. Still unable to sleep. Maybe this one will at least be polite enough to keep his shoes on. And your boss said it would be at the place across the street. At least you had another reason to go there at least. With your boss giving you the day off instead of an early day, you realized you would just go there instead. 10 a.m. seemed like an early date but an off day with pay? You would take that for sure. The man sitting at the booth across the room said your name. A sweet smile on his face, just how young was he? He seemed sweet enough, but he sure was talkative. He had already ordered for you. There seemed to be a little of everything, and you would have said something had he not beat you to it. “So, you may not exactly be here for a date, it is to help file and input or expenses. I know you aren’t exactly a secretary but you specialize in this. And your boss said your name specifically when we mentioned what we needed help with. And in case you wanted to know, it’s not for me... it’s for my bro...well, not really my bro..I...I’ll go get the files, do, should I actually just get a guy to bring them over to your place directly? There is...a lot of boxes..” Just how many is a lot? Is what you would have asked if you weren’t an idiot. But here you are, in your living room with 30 boxes. How...how many years of filing is this even for?
This would take months. Separating by category, the month amongst other things was the fun part. Fun. Man, you really need to get out more. Sending updates was something you felt was necessary. Sending for every three months you were able to finish. And the months going by again. And wow, this business also had big bucks. franchises in different cities, some cater only, wow, that total has a LOT of zeros. With the truck coming to take their papers to shred the files themselves you concluded that the next company will be the company that does the disposal that all these companies likely use.
Some people have a way of making things harder than they needed to be. Some just can’t listen nor do what they said they would do. But sometimes things were also messy. Like now, another runaway that owed us $50K was dumb enough to come back here and out of hiding, people will pay their debts, even if it’s with their life. To think he was dumb enough after all this time to think we wouldn’t shoot. Blood really does get everywhere. With the sun down long ago it seems at least one thing in my favor tonight. Putting the trunk back down I started the drive back to the restaurant. Entering through the side entrance and slipping into our spares. Finally presentable again I went into the restaurant for the meeting with the boss. At least he’s been more lenient and lets me handle things in ways I want now. But man, it really was a long day. Grabbing some of the leftovers I headed home knowing it’d continue on tomorrow.
Unfortunately, when you have big clients them going missing brings attention than I would prefer to be avoided. There is a reason I am in the back of everything. Though today, I got a very interesting assignment. Keep an eye on the big boss’ employee. She seems so, clean on paper. Even when we do our documents, we don’t have this. Why he could need surveillance on her, I guess I will find out..but wait..I’ve seen her before. She heard me on the phone with Hweseung after he ended up losing the envelope of passports we got after the final deal with buying the rest of the properties. Politicians are too easy, ‘Can’t be bought’ my ass.
Knowing her schedule is honestly, sad. All prior clients have known about scandals and of weird activities that warranted following. But this is the most, plain thing I’ve seen. It’s also kind of, nice. In this line of work, you forget there are just average non-dirty and average people anymore. Gets to work at work by 9 but usually is a little early. That is what I knew first. She orders the BLT every time that she goes to that food truck but takes the tomato off after a bite, but never gets without. Likes her coffee with just cream but eats it with a cinnamon roll on Fridays. She always looks at the pets in the window of the pet shop even when on the other side of the street. She smiles when she takes the first bite of, pasta? Who makes their own lunch this much? But even from here I can tell it tastes nice. If only I could have a home-cooked meal, geez, when is the last time I even had one of those? Luckily. I don’t have to watch while she’s at work anymore. New cameras installed so just weekends and after.
The weekend coming soon I knew I needed to have Jaehyun cover my shift, so I decided to text now, with a little time to kill. But with Jaehyun distracting me with a story about drunk Hun I didn’t notice the time. And she was now walking this way, towards the small bakery for a nice snack before heading home. She usually looks to the window of puppies which, I am standing in front of, ‘way to go unnoticed Seunghyub you dumbass’. She gave me a soft smile, and I gave her a small wave. Maybe the fact she is attracted to me would make this less of a fail, right?
Maybe you should just pick up and move. Usually one would like the ease of day-to-day life, yet it makes everything seem too plain. With your boss adding about 8 files he needed you to finish tonight apparently, you were definitely annoyed. Luckily, there was a pizza place just down the road so at least you would have dinner. Unaware of the eyes watching you. Cameras throughout the entire building Seunghyub made sure to watch all your movements. The boss wanted to get help on some of the most secret files and needed to know for sure that they would trust you not to ask questions when you were to be given the documents, even if they had been altered to hide the true reasons of profit. Seunghyub watching you whine as you dropped the piece of pizza upside down on the floor. Your mind exhausted, but the boss needed to do some quick business nearby and needed to be sure you wouldn’t stumble upon it.
Seunghyub looking away after someone told him the coast was clear and hoped you could go home soon. You decide to call in for one of your days off that you never took you went on a nice stroll. Passing by a small gym you saw him again. He was training. You didn’t need to know much about boxing to know he had a nice form. Seeing him shirtless for once you realized just how fit he was. Just what does he do for a living. Shaking your head you start back on your way towards a small bistro, unaware of Seunghyub’s eyes following you. Seeing you walk towards a small street he knew where you were headed. Seunghyub turning towards a few people for a quick conversation before redressing. Making his way towards you, Your food is being brought towards you when you hear the chime of the door opening. You see him walk in, walking past you to the counter ordering a small muffin and coffee before he steps to the side. Back against the counter, he checks his phone before looking around, before his face settles on you, and he gives you another smile.
Today really was your lucky day, wasn’t it? Your favorite seat was open, you had the day off and then this. Smiling shyly back you started to eat your sandwich trying not to embarrass yourself on the spot. Seunghyub thanking the lady for the coffee before grabbing his order and heading towards the door, before he stops, and turns back. Walking towards you he stands on the other side of the table, eyes on you. He speaks slowly when asking. “May I sit with you?”. Perhaps he doesn’t want to eat alone, but it felt like he wanted to sit with you specifically. But that’d be crazy right? It wasn’t like he knew you. There aren’t too many words between the two of you. But he laughed when you mentioned having a hard ass of a boss. Perhaps you should ask him for his number. But before you can he is standing up. Bidding a soft farewell. You could only hope you would see him again soon so that maybe next time you could ask.
With your boss piling more and more work on you, you had to think he had it out for you. Why else would he make you need to have a final report within the week? But if only you knew who he really was. Your phone giving you an alert you saw something you had almost forgotten about. There was another murder, the news assuming it was a hit. They had found a car in the nearby lake. Someone had driven the man into the lake while tied to the seat. The body had been dead at least a year. The man was a local, but it seems no one had reported him missing, man. What a scary thought. Would anyone notice you were gone or care enough to report it? You definitely hoped so. The little camera in the corner still watching you. You staying at work through the night. Oddly uncomfortable with the news, even though it happened quite a while ago, and the likelihood that the guy was still around or would have any reason to harm you is slim to none.
Oddly enough, you felt safer alone at work, even though there is that sketchy alleyway around back than at home. It felt like you had more protection and potential saviors. Not aware of your own surrounding even you were working through the night. The buzz of the door you looked at the camera and recognized the pizza box. Had you even ordered pizza? Walking to the door you opened it and went to hand the man his money before he informed you that it had already been paid for. Extra cheese, a side of wings, this definitely was something you have ordered before but you knew this wasn’t right. Maybe it was a glitch in their system where it resent when you set your alarm for a break. You definitely would never assume it would have been him. And if he could help it he’d make sure you never did.
Heading home after you noticed the sun had come through the window, you grabbed the leftover pizza box and the wings and headed home. Sleeping in the majority of the day you chose to be lazy. Grabbing a few slices of the cold leftovers you sat on the couch, still in pajamas deciding you could binge some Bob’s Burgers. If you ever truly had a normal schedule, you would try to recreate some of them, but it didn’t seem like that would ever happen. You in your own world you would never notice the sleek black car at the end on the street. The camera snapping pictures of you through the window. The camera no longer capturing you as the needed images were taken already. The car backing up and driving away slowly, you blissfully unaware of its existence.
You would think in this line of work you couldn’t really be surprised anymore, and that you would have ‘seen it all’. Yet hearing the plans for Saturday I have to say there is a first time for everything. Not only is it a day’s notice for a party, but a themed, 20s Mafia party. If I didn’t know him so well, I would think he was pulling my leg. Getting the right cars in order for the big boss coming from out of town, making sure that the menu at the restaurant was set, among everything else.
Jaehyun laughing and annoying Hun let me know at least some things weren’t changing this week. When was the last time the boss was even here? It had to be a year after we had to deal with a higher up trying to steal files. I wonder if he is coming back with the body being pulled out, but it didn’t seem like this was a high priority meeting. Settling on being a driver, mostly to be able to have at least some peace and quiet. Plus, I can avoid people talking and drinking and being loud as long as possible. Even though it wasn’t said it was mandatory, his tone implied it would be better if I actually was there. Plus, according to Jaehyun, she would be there. After all this time he could still apparently see my emotions written on my face. But it seems to be a new thing. Since when was I into the good girls. It isn’t possible to have a good girl in this environment. The ding of a timer going off I knew I needed to head out. Driving the car around back I stayed in silence. The ride to the pickup was a little way out, but it really was what I needed right now. How can I be excited to see her and hope she doesn’t show at the same time? Shaking thoughts of her from my head I pulled up to the hangar. Stepping out and walking to the side of the car, opening the door and taking the bags to the back.
The drive back isn’t as quiet as they held a conversation, yet it could tune it out as I tried to compose myself. Maybe Jaehyun was wrong and this nervousness would be all for naught. Pulling into the garage, I park quickly before opening the door for him again. Walking into the restaurant I end up being pulled into multiple conversations I almost forgot about the nerves that were on edge when I arrived. While going through the room I tried to look around to find her. Eyes searching until they found her. A plate stacked full of shrimp and mashed potatoes in her hand. It really was something to behold. The other girls in the room sitting to the side. Nothing but wine, or a salad. But using shrimp instead of utensils to scoop the mashed potatoes and gravy truly showed she wasn’t the one to be at these parties. Gently nudging Hun’s arm I exited the conversation I walked towards the bar, for a little liquid courage before finally talking to her.
Damn it Jaehyun I’ve been on edge all day knowing this next time let me go in blind. Maybe I will get another. or two. Standing and leaving the stool I turn to go to look for her again, only to bump into someone. With my luck, it just had to be her. Not really sure what to say I just stand there like an idiot. Wow, that shirt is very sheer. Black bra under too, huh? Very daring. “I didn’t mean to bump into you sorry I wasn’t really paying attention”. Wow, she is prettier up close, and she’s smiling. Glancing down, I realize she has a fresh plate of food again. I certainly do love when a girl can eat. She seems to notice me staring and holds the plate out to me. “Here I’ll get another. I get it. Drunk food is nice” She places the plate into my hand before heading to the table to get another plate. I turn to the bar again and sit back down, ordering another drink. Maybe something stronger would take the edge off, a double shot of scotch should help.. The seat next to me is taken, she’s really not going to let me get her off my mind, is she? The bartender getting us both drinks, beer isn’t what I was expecting someone like her to order, but it was nice to see someone so....casual even in this setting. Where or conversation even started, I am not sure. But I do know that there have many rounds of drinks. I do know that most have filed out. She is laughing at things I am saying and this truly is an amazing feeling. No business at all. I don’t even remember when life wasn’t business. She thinks I am funny. Take that Hweseung.
Leaning towards me she’s whispering about how she liked me in the gym. Hand running up and down my arm. How can I be this sensitive, damn it Seunghyub it’s like puberty all over again. Snap out of it. She’s gotten off the stool and held out her hand. I would be a fool to deny her. Taking her to her own home, I did try my best the whole walk there that it would not end in anything but a good night. But with her hands slipping to pull me towards her by my belt I knew that I too could not resist her. Following her lead to her room, our clothes were being kicked out in the process. Shoes, pants, bra leaving a trail that would leave nothing to the imagination. “Take it off” Oh, man, she truly is beautiful, kicking off my boxer I try to kneel on her bed, missing and falling to the floor. Her laugh somehow making it not seem embarrassing. Climbing onto the bed I made sure to tell her. Tell her how I had heard from Jaehyun that she would be there, how I thought she was so so beautiful. How much I loved that laugh. Her hands pulling my face towards her’s into a kiss. Her hands gripping me firmly. I didn’t even notice her move her hand. Shit. How does this feel so good? She’s pulled away and given me a look I’ve never seen before. Is...is she taunting me? Returning the favor I made sure to let the rings do something I knew would drive her crazy. But I honestly needed this as much as she did. Adjusting the position again I skip the teasing, for both our sakes and get straight to it. Sliding it slowly I try to keep pace. But I’m slipping out and honestly, just the sounds she is making was making it hard to even last. Her leg locking over my hip to pull me into her firmly as she finishes. Nails deep into my shoulders. Finishing with her I realize I really can’t leave. I couldn’t move if I wanted to. I hope she doesn’t regret this in the morning.
Waking up you notice that your arm is sore. Only to then notice the man asleep on top of you. His face buried in your neck and arm draped across you, you were able to see why your arm hurt. Sliding quietly out from under him, you push his hair from his face and are able to recognize him. Slipping towards your bathroom to take a shower you are happy to be alone and think of what unfolded. You remembered talking to him and using your hands to eat..oh man, he totally saw that. Talking about how handsome he was and how amazing he looked shirtless. How after all that was he not considering you a creep was your thought. The small moments coming back too, like him tripping when taking off his pants, and how deep his voice was when he was telling you to hold on to him tighter, even remembering a good night. How long you had taken you couldn’t exactly be sure, but the water had gone cold, so it had been a while.
Walking out from the bathroom in a robe and drying your hair with a towel you notice he was gone. You didn’t really expect him to stay, but it really is a shame he didn’t. Getting ready for work you head in and just try not to think about it. Immersing yourself in your work to avoid questions your mind may ask, you zoned out. Not really focusing on anything. Being snapped back into reality with a knock on the door of your office. Your coworker walking in with takeout from the restaurant from across the street and a bouquet of roses. I know I didn’t say goodbye, but you were in the shower a while. Be sure to eat this and have a nutritious lunch okay? - Seunghyub. Smiling lightly to yourself you can’t help but snort a little. More memories of last night coming back, like him saying how his friends call him J.Don. But how he had asked you not to call him anything but Seunghyub in bed. Maybe you should have asked why he had the name he did with his friends. But for now, all you knew was that you felt you’d see him again.
With you actually being sure to leave on time today you turned the corner and bumped into someone. Seunghyub apologizing before taking notice that you hadn't eaten much of the lunch, seeing how he had knocked the container from your hands to the floor. Taking your hand in his he walked you down the block to a small diner. Telling you to order food. His eyes soft but he was deadly serious. Ordering an omelet and a bowl of fruit. Usually, you would get pancakes or fries, but with his note of “nutritious”, you felt this would be a better route with him. His order of just eggs and toast and black coffee did not surprise you. Even now, with his button-down shirt and jacket, he was still simple. It was as if he knew everything he liked and what worked for him. Your eyes going to his shoulders. Wondering just how they held up from last night. If your hips showed you anything he was definitely marked up as well. Blushing, you hid your face as much as you could behind your own cup of coffee. His voice not helping when he talks. Even if it wasn’t as deep as it was in the moment last night it truly was a sound that could make you melt. His eyes lighting up as he watched from the side of his eyes. Looking out the window. As if he knew how much he was messing with you.
Your eyes looking at his face again, not knowing what you are doing before it happens. Your words surprising yourself as much as they did him. Asking him to be your boyfriend. Did you really just go there? Why isn’t he saying anything? If only a hole could open up and swallow you on the- “Is that not what this is?” Wait, was he saying what it seems like he was saying? “I am not the hookup type and I really enjoyed talking to you. Plus, you’ve been praised a lot by the boss and I have to say I can see why” Oh wow, he was. With soft smiles and even numbers exchanged you went home happy. In a daze as you walked to your bed and fell onto your back looking at the ceiling before putting the pillow over your face looking forward to whatever would happen with him in the future.
As luck would have it, I got sent away for meetings and shipping. Why did it have to be as soon as I had something good happening? Well, at least we have a routine of sorts. We started sending short videos to one another recently, and I don’t think I can ever get over the first soft sleepy video she sent me before she went to sleep. Telling me how much she missed me. Her hair a mess, but her eyes, man her eyes. I am so lucky she couldn’t see how soft I have gone for her yet. Maybe I can get her to video call, or Skype me this weekend while I am away. Knowing her schedule and that she would sleep in I sent Chinese takeout to her house. Knowing she got it and wasn’t upset by the selfie of her cheeks full. Maybe when I get back, I can convince her to get a kitten from the pet store or ask her to move in with me. Is it too soon for that? Maybe just giving her a key would be good for now.
The first week going by fast and as luck would have it even with different schedules and a time difference while I was away we could chat tonight. I didn’t expect her to ask what I was wearing, and at the moment I didn’t realize her intentions. But now, which, of course, is after our chat has long ended I know what she was suggesting. Maybe she would take better to the key. This next week had better go by fast. The next day was, intense. With Jaehyun starting his training, we went to the range, and he had lots of target practice. Even though he was not someone we wanted in the field, as he was more a face and manager type we could always do good to have another ‘just in case’. Hweseung surprising even me with how well he takes to everything. And how gentle he can be despite everything. The trip taking longer than expected as Jaehyun was still pretty awkward and reluctant with everything I could finally go home.
Sure to get a key made and some assorted flowers in a bouquet and a hunter green rabbit’s foot key chain with the key to my place. Heading to your house around noon. Knocking on your door I took a step back rocking on my heels, the nerves not settling, would she say no? The door opening she smiled at me and let me in quickly. I was standing there still holding the flowers like an idiot. Holding them out to her she took them, sure to make me almost regret this “I never thought you would be the soft and sappy type, J.Don.” Her smirk making me almost scowl, yet I stayed here “I can take them back then, and I told you when we are alone call me Seunghyub” “I never said I didn’t like them, Seungyub, I’ll put them in some water.” My hands slipping into my pocket I pull out the key and twirl the keychain in my fingers. In my own little world, I don’t notice her walk back into the room. “Whatcha got there?” Startled I drop the key onto the floor. Bending down to pick it up before holding it out in my hand towards her. “I, for you? To move in, or to have I, you don’t have to I just thought that you may want to, maybe” “I guess it all depends, are you asking?” A playful glint in her eyes told me that I was right, I truly am whipped for her. Her hand coming and taking it from me smiling and even though I could tell she was going to talk my mouth opened anyway “We should get a cat!”. Her laughter filling the room, I can feel my ears and face turning red “Next thing you will ask to have a baby, huh” Stumbling over what never turned into words I turn away from her, her hand touching my shoulder her soft voice, calming me “Okay. But let me move in before we get one okay?” Yes. That was definitely okay.
You may have been more accustomed to living with him had there been any routine or regimen with his schedule. But you live for the moments where things work out like this. Your schedules matching up and off days with you waking up before him and seeing just how sweet he looks when he does. Your hands tracing lightly on his chest. The fact he sleeps shirtless is truly a blessing. You in your own world hands going lower, and lower not noticing him looking at you. His movements are quick as he rolled you over. Hand catching your wrist between your bodies. His eyes looking over your face and he smirks. Knowing just how equal your desperation for him is. Kiss your neck he shifts his knee between your legs to spread them just a bit more. Nibbling on your collarbone as his hand drops your wrist, pulling himself from his boxers as he shifts forward. Slowly pushing his hips forward until he sinks in fully. Your hands on his shoulders he pushes himself up. Pace starting to pick up, as well as his force. More erratic than normal. Perhaps he really was desperate and needy. But these sounds. His moans and heavy breathing, and the sounds of the actual action filling the room, in addition to the smell of it, you realized how desperate and how much you had missed him. All around you right now was him. All of your senses overwhelmed by him and only him at this moment. His hand sliding between you again to add just a bit more intensity by playing with your clit. The low groan and bite on your shoulder were almost unnoticed as you felt, everything. Maybe you should have said something early, but the feeling was warmer than anything else.
Rolling onto his back his hand slides down to intertwine his fingers with yours. His chest rising and breath heavy. A soft hum escaping him before a single deep laugh, deep in his chest. His thumb rubbing the back of your hand you knew he was as overwhelmed as you were, and you honestly never hoped for him to skip work as much as you did at this moment. Seunghyub rolling onto his side to give you a kiss before slipping out of the bed and towards the bathroom. The sound of the water running under normal circumstances would have lulled you to sleep, but with the ability to finally see him for a whole day kept you from doing so. Had your mind not run and have weird zoning out bouts you likely would have joined him, but with the sound of the bathroom door opening you realized how much time had passed. Rolling onto your side you watch him. His chest on full display as he had a towel over his head, and another around his waist. Eyes catching yours in the mirror above the dresser and he smirked. “Don’t worry baby, I will hurry and rejoin you soon enough. Unless you want breakfast instead?”. Breakfast really sounded good. Sliding out of bed and towards him, you kissed his neck before heading to the kitchen. A soft breathy laugh escaping him when you did. You just getting two ingredients from the fridge to make an omelet as he made his way into the kitchen with you. His hands reaching around your waist to pull you back towards him his head falling into your neck “What can I do to help?”. Pointing at the apron you didn’t need to say much more. His hands reaching for it as you grabbed another cutting board, and placed an onion and pepper on it, as you continued to wash the spinach and mushrooms. The two of you peacefully working in silence, only a small nudge of his elbow as he grabbed some eggs and scrambled them, as you started to saute the veggies. The nice sweet day off was nice. The two of you cuddling on the couch and binging Netflix, eating way too much popcorn but it was definitely worth it. Though around 6 his phone kept going off, and you knew he needed to head into work. You can’t really be mad at him, you know it wasn’t something he wanted to do. But deciding to do laundry, upon switching over the loads you heard the printer doing off.
Walking into the office after folding and putting away the laundry you certainly could never have prepared for what you saw, you had seen that name before. Why would your boss be paying off the family, unless he had something to do with it? And why would that info be sent to Seunghyub? With your mind drawing to the only logical conclusion you were glad that he would come back late hours, likely well into the morning. Settling into bed your mind could not focus. Staring at the ceiling and rolling onto your side to get more comfortable. There really was no way to truly know when you fell asleep, but when you woke up Seunghyub was back and asleep next to you, facing away. Sitting up you looked at him you weren’t really sure how to feel. With all the amazing nights you’ve had. How out of his way he’d go to bring you lunch or stay up to see you get home. Could he really be someone to do such a thing? Leaving early for work to be able to avoid seeing him and think things through in your office without him possibly noticing something was up with you. Not really second-guessing yourself and you opened a file you didn’t expect you finished and sent it through. Your mind not really thinking about it again, until a few days later that is.
Your boss called you into his office. It was then that you remembered what you had done. Was he going to try to make you feel bad about handing in your resignation? Likely. But you just hoped that he would not tell Seunghyub. Sitting down in front of his desk he continued to just look at you, not saying anything for what felt like a long time. “I will assume you know. Would that be a correct assumption?” Eyes wide and no words able to form from you he just sighs. “I am not going to kill you, but I would like to say something. With it being this abrupt I assume you said nothing to him? I want you to do two things for me. The first is to think back to the party. I want you to think of how many people were there.” His pause made your mind do just that. And now that you truly did there was maybe 50 or so. Though before you could say anything he spoke again. “I want you to go see Seunghyub. I am sure you know now how small the operation we have is. There isn’t really an opportunity to meet people in our line of work, and he is already stuck to you like a magnet. So if you do plan to leave, I want to at least see him before you do. Just, I’ll let you off early just go to this address okay?” Walking back to your office you sat in your chair. Contemplating whether you should or not, before opting to do as such. You driving slowly to the address he gave you. Though it took longer to walk in than you thought you would take. Your feet finally giving you trouble, you walk in. Not seeing many people, but hearing what had to be a conference ending. Stepping into a hallway you hope they walk past quickly so you can find Seunghyub and leave. But just as you turn a corner, you hear his name. Though most of the worst you can’t hear you do know that some are clear enough to know what they said. You deserve it. Promotion. Good job? Shaking you head still unsure you really want to know, you peak into the room and see him. Somehow he looks just like and not like himself at once. His head turned and noticing you walk in the room. Somehow even with the stoic look on his face, his eyes flashed a flurry of emotions. Your feet taking you to him, you are just looking at him. No words are said between the two of you now, though you both somehow know. You will both go home, but you will have a lot to talk about.
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