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twice-inamillion · 4 months

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The Company

New Friend

A bit of smut and Story Building (Doggy style, sex, blowjob, creampie, penetration, self masturbation, fingering)

Chapter 2

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(IU introduces her new friend to OC and welcomes her to the company. Little by little her friend discovers the relationship between you and IU. )

Over the past few months, IU and Irene have been helping the staff with auditions for the company. The company has hosted multiple international auditions in the United States, Japan, Australia, Thailand, and Canada.

About six thousand attendees participated in the audition combined, and out of all of them, only two hundred made it to the final rounds. Those lucky enough to get a slot were invited to Seoul, South Korea, to participate at Olympus Entertainment. The attendees were divided into two groups based on ranking. The two groups would be housed in the company’s large dorms, where they would partake in training for three months.

Within those three months, they would go over intense training consisting of dance, singing, stage, individual, and group presentations. At the end of those three months, only half of the group would move on to become trainees at Olympus Entertainment. They would then be sorted out into two groups again, but this time by age, and provided with more resources to increase their chances of debuting in a girl group or as a soloist. Each trainee would be required to complete standard education and be allowed to select courses in advanced languages, singing, dancing, rapping, stage presentation, and much more. Throughout their time at the company, they would be given benchmarks to meet, and at the end of the month, each would be evaluated and ranked. The trainers would support those who receive a low ranking, while those who receive a high rank would be taken into consideration for groups and, hopefully, their debut.

Obviously, some trainees were handpicked during auditions based on their raw talent and provided extra support by some of the trainers. Currently, five individuals are being considered to be part of Olympus Entertainment's first international girl group.

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There is a knock at your door, “Sir, may I come in?”

“Sure, come right in.”

“Thank you,” as IU walks towards your desk. “I brought in the friend that I told you about. She’s a good singer, and I think she would make an excellent coach to the trainees we have in mind for debuting.”

“That’s great news; you may welcome her inside.”

IU walks towards the hallway and signals her friend to come in. You see IU walking in with Taeyeon from Girl’s Generation. She’s one of the idols you held in high regard during your younger years.

“Hello, I’m Kim Tae-yeon from Girl’s Generation. Nice to meet you,” she said as she bowed her head.

“Likewise, nice to meet you. I’m surprised to meet you; I wouldn’t expect some from SM Entertainment in my company.”

“Ji-eun (IU) and I are really good friends. She told me you were looking for a vocal coach, so I wanted to try it.”

“Let’s get comfortable and take a seat,” inviting the both of them to take a seat. “First, does your company know you are here?”

“Well… yes and no.”

IU interrupts and says, “Her company knows that she is coming here based on my request but doesn’t know the reason why. All they asked her is that she doesn’t transfer companies.”

“Yes, she’s right. I came here because she said that the benefits of the vocal coach position are great, and honestly, I’m in need of some money.”

“Ohh, how so?”

“As you know, SM doesn’t have a good ratio when it comes to monetary distributions, and I was looking into putting out a solo, but they mentioned not having any funds to spare. I talked to IU about it, and she suggested applying for the position, which is why I’m here.”

You smirked a little and looked at IU before looking back at Taeyeon. “We are more than happy to welcome you as a vocal coach of your ability. I think our trainees would benefit a lot from having someone as talented as you.”

Taeyeon seems excited and smiles at IU before looking back at you, “Thank you so much for this opportunity!”

“No, thank you for thinking of us. Since you are a close friend of IU, how about we increase the pay a bit?” as you write down the amount on a sheet of paper. Taeyeon looks at the amount, “Are you sure? Isn’t this much more than what was posted online?”

“Ohh, it's fine. Don’t worry about it. I’m actually a fan of yours, and I would be more than happy to support you in releasing your solo album.”

“Thank you so much; I’ll do my best!”

“I’m sure you will.”

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Taeyeon starts her position as vocal coach a few days later and focuses on a handful of trainees who might be selected for your first girl group. IU is directly in charge of her to make it easier for Taeyon. She even sleeps at IU’s apartment from time to time whenever things go a little later at the training center.

Today is one of those days as Tayeon comes back from giving a late vocal session and is going up the elevator of the large apartment complex that the company owns. She stares out the elevator window and admires how beautiful the campus is, especially at night, and is envious of it. SM is her home company, but she can’t help but compare the numerous resources that are offered here. “If I was younger, I would have loved to train here,” she said as she stared at the numerous trainees walking across campus. “Well… can’t do much about it now.”

The elevator mentions that it has arrived on the floor she selected, and it opens the doors. She walks down the hallway until she reaches the end of the hall and to IU’s apartment. Given access to her apartment, she scans her keycard and opens the door. “Ji-eun, I’m home!” but there is no response. She sees IU’s purse and phone on the kitchen counter and places her own purse on the living room couch. “Hey, are you in the bathroom?” Taeyeon walks down the hallway and peeks her head in the bathroom, but no one is there. She then hears noises coming from IU’s bedroom and walks towards it.

Taeyeon is surprised by what she sees through the small crack of IU’s bedroom door. She sees her friend getting fucked from the back, doggy style, by a tall, muscular man.

“Ahh… fuck! You’re reaching the back of my womb! Master, you’re too big; you’re going to mess me up!”

“Ji-eun, don’t tell me you don’t like how it feels. I thought we were close?”

“Of course not, master. It’s just that… my body is too small to fit all of you inside of me.”

“But, that’s why I like it. I love the way your small pussy feels.”

“Ahh… ahhh… then go ahead, master, enjoy yourself!”

You don’t give her a response as you pull most of your length out and lift her up in a reverse stand and carry. Taeyeon watches as the man in front of her impales her friend with a massive cock on the go, causing IU to yelp.

“I didn’t know she was having sex. Who’s the person with her?”

She didn’t have to wait long as she saw the man's face when he stood in front of the mirror. “Omg… she’s having sex with the CEO?”

“Fuck! I’m going to cum!”

“Master, go ahead! You already know this pussy belongs to you, only you!”

“That’s my girl. Here’s your reward for a good job!” You cock throbs inside of her one last time before pumping her with a large wave of cum.

“Oh my God!! I can feel your hot cum drowning my womb!” as IU makes lustful facial expressions.

Taeyeon’s body can't help but react to what’s in front of it. Her heart is pounding fast, her breathing is heavy, and her lower region is wet. “Why am I getting horny watching my friend getting fuck by her boss? What’s wrong with me?” She then sees IU get tossed onto the bed on her back and watches as a large amount of cum comes oozing out of her. She stands up and runs away, grabbing her purse and making her way out the door.

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Taeyeon makes her way to the cafe on campus and stays there for about two hours. She replays the image when you cum inside of IU and wonders about the type of relationship the two of you have. “I can’t believe they were actually having sex, and I walked in on them. What am I going to do? Should I tell her that I saw them by accident? Or what if they saw me? Is it going to be awkward seeing them in person?” Many things go through her mind until she notices the time on her watch. She looked around and noticed that most of the customers were gone, and the employees were starting to clean. “I guess it can’t be helped. Let's hope they’re gone by now.”

Taeyeon exits the cafe and heads back to IU’s apartment. She opened the door and saw IU coming out of the shower in small shorts and an oversized t-shirt, “Hey, welcome back!”

“Thanks.”

“How come you’re late? I thought you got out two hours ago.”

“Yeah, I did, but I decided to go around and get a tour of the place and visit the cafe around here.”

“Aww… you should have told me. I would have given you a tour. It’s a nice place, right?

“Oh yeah… it’s beautiful. Lots of nice buildings and plants.”

“Well, the boss said he wanted everyone to feel safe and welcomed, so he designed the whole place like a college campus. There are a lot of places to relax and cafes throughout the campus. He’s so thoughtful; he’s a really good person.”

“Oh really… how so?”

“I mean… he can be cold sometimes, but if you get to know him, he’s actually sweet and thoughtful. He cares a lot for his employees and is willing to help them out. He even helped me out with my family’s financial situation, which I’m more than grateful for.”

“I’m sorry to hear about your family’s situation.”

“Noit'sts okay. I didn’t want others to find out, but it's okay now. All thanks to him for me and my family. Anyways, have you eaten?”

“No, I haven’t.”

“Okay, how about you go take a shower? I’ll order something for the both of us.”

“Sounds good.”

“Does pizza sound good?”

“Yes! SM doesn’t allow us to eat fattening foods, so I haven’t had it in a while.”

“That sucks, the company here is fine with it. I mean, as long as we don’t overdo it.”

“Really?”

Yeah, it’s great. Anyways, go shower.”

Taeyeon heads into the spare room that she’s using and gets her change of clothes. She walks to the bathroom, begins to undress herself, and tosses her dirty clothes in her laundry hamper. She notices laced underwear hanging from IU’s hamper and opens the lid to place the underwear inside properly. Suddenly, she notices a semi-white liquid on the underwear, brings it up to her nose, and whiffs. It’s a smell she’s never smelled before, and it's alluring. She sticks out her tongue and takes a small lick. The taste is bitter but not bad, and I decided to take another taste. She notices that this time, her body is having a reaction to it, and it's making her hot.

“I can’t describe the feeling, but I suddenly feel the urge to touch myself.” She lowers her hand to her cunt and traces her folds. “Ohh… why am I already this wet?”

She hops into the shower, takes IU’s stained panties, and uses them to masturbate. She traces her folds rapidly until she orgasm in the shower. When she’s down, she tosses the used panties back into IU’s hamper and changes them into her clothes.

“Damn, I forgot to bring extra panties.”

She opened the door and yelled, “Ji-eun, I forgot to bring some extra panties. Can I borrow some of yours?”

“Yeah, go ahead. They are in my drawer by the mirror.”

With a towel wrapped around her chest, Taeyeon makes her way to IU’s room and to the drawer. She opens the top, and she sees it full of jewelry; opens the second one, and it has bras. Taeyeon then opens the third one, sees it full of panties of multiple clothes, and grabs the tan one. “Hmm… it wouldn’t look good if I wore mismatched underwear, right? Hey, can I borrow a bra, too?”

“Yeah, that’s fine.”

“Thanks”

She opens the second drawer and tries to find the matching pair but notices some photos at the bottom. She pulls one out, turns it around, and sees it's a photo of IU in a comprising position. “What is this? Why does she have a picture of her posing without a bra?” She grabs another photo, and this time, it's of her on the bed with her legs spread apart and her cunt in full view. Taeyeon grabs the rest of the photos and goes through them, each more revealing than the rest. Her mind is turning, and her heart is racing from what she just found, and she quickly decides to put the photos back.

As she places the photos back, she hits something black, and it turns on a phone. She grabs the phone out of curiosity and sees the words “Master’s phone” on the lock screen. She swipes up, asks for a password, and puts IU’s birthday, but she gets it wrong. She tries two more times before inserting the date of IU’s first pet as a kid, and it unlocks. The first thing she sees is the photo app, and she is shocked at what she discovers.

Most of them are pictures of IU completely nude, pictures of what seems to be a large cock, of IU and a cock inside of her, and multiple videos of her having sex.

“What the…” Curious, she clicks on a video and it shows IU hiding on her desk and giving someone a blow job. She quickly slides to the next one. It seems to be around the same time with the same person, but this time, she’s having sex and is riding on someone. She fast-forwards the clip and notices that the room looks like the CEO’s office. She slides to the right, and this time, she sees you holding the photo while having IU’s face planted to the base of his cock. She exits out of the gallery and goes to the most recent event, which shows today’s date. This time it's a video of you fucking IU with her panties to the side, thrusting multiple times until you cum inside of IU and remove her panties. She watches as a large amount of cum oozes out of her friend’s cunt before you go back and insert your cock inside of her once more.

Taeyeon’s heart is beating hard again, and she decides to send herself a video pictures and videos to her phone. She places everything back to how it was and grabs the bra she needs before closing the drawer and exiting the room.

“I… thanks for letting me borrow some underwear.”

“No problem. The food is amount here.”

“Okay, I’ll be out soon.”

The two of them enjoy their dinner together and drink some beers before calling it a night. They each go to their rooms after brushing their teeth and close their door.

Taeyeon climbs onto her bed, pulls out her phone, goes to her downloaded folder, and pulls out the numerous videos and pictures. She goes through each photo carefully and is surprised by how small IU’s cunt is. The scene that gets her attention is when you smack your cock on IU’s pelvis right before inserting your cock inside of IU. Taeyeon gasps when she sees your massive cock split into IU’s cunt completely wide open. The sounds that her friend makes take your whole length, and the bulge she sees when it's completely inside.

Taeyeon plays through the whole video and watches as you thrust deep inside of IU, her friend’s moaning and the sound of flesh pounding onto each other. The more she watches, the more she gets the urge to masturbate and eventually slides her fingers down past her panties. She traces her folds and moves them in sync with the video with her two fingers. She concentrates on your voice as you warn IU that you are able to cum. IU responds by begging you to fill her up with your seed and fuck her once more. As you reach your climax, so does Taeyeon, and she arches her back to the voice of your grunting, “Fuck… I’m going to fill that small womb of yours.” “Ahh… yes! Dump all your cum inside this pussy of mine, please. Make me feel like a woman.” The next thing she hears is IU’s scream of pleasure as your hot cum invades her womb.

“Ahh… ahh… that felt much different from the other times I’ve masturbated.” Out of breath, she places the phone on the nightstand and goes to close for an early vocal session.

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Taeyeon wakes up early in the morning and heads to the studio for her morning vocal session. She focuses on a handful of trainees that have a high probability of debuting. After the session was over, she decided to try out the gym that was available for all staff and trainees. Making her way to the gym she notices the CEO running on the treadmill without his shirt off. She walks by and notices that one of the trainees in the area is gossiping about him.

“Omg, who is he? He’s so hot.” (Girl 1)

“I think he’s one of the staff members.” (Girl 2)

“I heard that he is the CEO of the company.”(Girl 3)

“No, that can’t be. I thought the CEO was a girl.” (Girl 1)

“I don’t think that anyone has seen the CEO yet, just the assistants who came to the auditions and the welcoming ceremony.” (Girl 3)

“Ehh, that doesn’t matter. That guy over there is my type. I wouldn’t mind if he was a coach. I would definitely ask him for some private lessons.”(Girl 3)

“Shh… keep it down. Don’t let them hear you. Don’t you know that they have strict dating policies for trainees. Especially with us, who are provisional trainees.” (Girl 3)

“I’m just saying, he’s hot.” (Girl 1)

“Yeah, he has a really nice body like the guy that plays Thor.” (Girl 2)

“Ladies, I would suggest you three continue your workouts or head somewhere else if you want to gossip.”

In unison, the three girls turn around, “We’re sorry, Taeyeon sonsengneem. We didn’t mean any harm.”

“I’m just kidding. But you three are right, he does have a nice body.”The girls laugh at Taeyeon’s comment, and they leave the area for their next session.

Taeyeon stares at you from behind, but you avoid reacting to it. You watch as she eyes you from head to toe before heading to one of the cable machines in the back.

“I hope he didn’t notice that I was checking him out. Ugh… I still can’t get that image out of my head. Damn Ji-eun, why did she introduce me to him.” She sets the weight on the machine and begins her workout.

After finishing her workout, she got up and got ready to head to the changing room. She only walks a couple of steps before turning back to get her phone when she bumps into you, slightly touching your limp cock.

“Good morning, Taeyeon unnie.” She turns around and sees you behind her. “Good…good morning.”

“Distracted much?”

“Ohh, I just forgot my phone.”

“Just be careful. You could have bumped into one of the machines and gotten hurt.”

“Ye…yes, I’ll be careful.”

“Are you done with the rest of your day?”

“No, not yet. I have a meeting with IU later on today.”

“Oh, okay, I think she mentioned something out of that. I’m actually going to meet with her in my office for our daily meeting.”

She sees your smile, and the first thing that comes to mind is her blowing you off in your office.

“Okay, I’ll be going. Nice seeing you, Taeyeon.”

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Later that day, Taeyeon waits inside one of the meeting rooms for IU to arrive. She looks at the clock on her watch and notices that she’s running a bit late. She pulls out her phone and texts, “I’m here in the meeting room.”

Within a couple of seconds, she receives a reply, “Sorry, Unnie, I just got off from a meeting with the boss. I’m going down the elevator right now, see you in a few minutes.”

“Okay.”

Taeyeon pulls out her bag and some documents that Taeyeon wants to look at for the meeting when she hears a knock on the door.

“Come in.”

“Hey, sorry I’m late. Was real busy in the meeting.”

“No problem, take a seat.”

IU takes a seat across from Taeyeon and pulls out her laptop from her bag and opens it. She connected it to the projector and pulled out a slide of some trainees she wanted to focus on for the next weekdays.

Taeyeon tries to pay attention to IU but notices a white stain on IU’s lower lip. “Hey, you got a little something on your lip.”

Surprised, she says, “Oh, really? Where?”

“On your lower lip.”

“Haha, silly me. I just had a bite to eat earlier.” IU wipes off the stain on her lip with her thumb before licking it off her finger and continuing with her presentation. As IU gave her presentation, one of her pens fell on the floor. She bends over to pick it up and notices a strange white substance running down IU’s thigh and onto the floor. She stares at it briefly before returning and continuing the meeting with IU.

Inside of her head, she can't help but scoff at IU’s lie about her “important meeting” with the CEO. She knows clearly that her meeting was just a lie to cover up their “sessions” and are fucking in his office. But like a good friend, she can’t judge her friend or her relationship, so as they exit the meeting room, she whispers to IU, “You have something running down your thigh; you might want to get that cleaned up,” with a warm smile.

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cool-fancier · 2 months

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The Sweet Harmony

Rosé x Fem Reader

Synopsis: In the vibrant streets of Seoul, a rising K-pop soloist and her Blackpink girlfriend navigate secret love at a YSL event until a fan captures their longing glances, sparking viral rumors.

Word Count: 1.9k

The neon lights of Seoul danced across the night sky, casting a vibrant glow over the bustling city streets below. Among the throngs of people, there was an air of excitement as fans eagerly awaited the arrival of their favorite K-pop idols at the YSL event.

Amidst the crowd, you stood, a rising soloist in the K-pop industry, poised and ready to grace the stage. Your heart pounded with anticipation, knowing that tonight's performance would be a pivotal moment in your career.

As the event began, you scanned the room, your eyes searching for a familiar face. And there she was – Rosé, the ethereal member of the world sensation girl group, Blackpink. She stood tall and graceful, the epitome of beauty and elegance, as she mingled with the other ambassadors for YSL.

Despite the excitement of being in the same room as your girlfriend, you knew that you had to maintain a professional facade. After all, your relationship with Rosé was a closely guarded secret, known only to a select few.

"Y/N, are you ready?" your manager asked, breaking you out of your reverie.

You nodded, plastering a smile on your face as you prepared to take the stage. But as you made your way through the crowd, you couldn't help but steal a glance at Rosé, hoping to catch her eye.

For a brief moment, your gazes locked, and you felt a surge of warmth spread through you. But just as quickly as it had come, the moment passed, and you turned away, steeling yourself for the performance ahead.

As you took the stage, the roar of the crowd enveloped you, their cheers and applause washing over you like a tidal wave. With each note you sang, you poured your heart and soul into the music, losing yourself in the rhythm and melody.

But amidst the chaos of the performance, your thoughts kept drifting back to Rosé. You couldn't shake the image of her from your mind, her radiant smile etched into your memory.

After the performance, you retreated backstage, the adrenaline still coursing through your veins. And there she was – Rosé, waiting for you with a smile that could light up the darkest night.

"Hey," she said, her voice soft and gentle as she approached you. "You were amazing up there."

You returned her smile, feeling a surge of happiness at the sight of her. "Thanks," you replied, trying to keep your voice steady despite the butterflies in your stomach.

As the two of you exchanged pleasantries, you couldn't help but feel a sense of longing wash over you. It pained you to keep your relationship with Rosé a secret, but you knew that it was necessary to protect both of your careers.

But as you looked into Rosé's eyes, you knew that every moment spent with her was worth the risk.

1. 🌹 Our beautiful Rosé slaying at the YSL event! 🌹 #Rosé #Blackpink #YSL

2. 🌹 Rosé's stunning YSL gown has us all in awe! 🌹 #FashionIcon #Rosé #Blackpink #YSL

3. 🌹 Can we take a moment to appreciate Rosé's ethereal beauty? 🌹 #Goddess #Rosé #Blackpink #YSL

@Blink4Life: OMG, Rosé looks absolutely breathtaking at the YSL event! 😍 That dress, that smile – she's perfection! 🌹 #Rosé #Blackpink #YSL

@RoseanneFever: I can't get over how effortlessly stunning Rosé looks tonight! 😭❤️ That YSL gown was made for her! 🌹 #FashionQueen #Rosé #Blackpink #YSL

@RoseGoldie: Rosé is glowing like a goddess at the YSL event! ✨ Can't wait to see her slay the stage! 🌹 #Rosé #Blackpink #YSL

1. 🎤 Y/N captivates the audience with her mesmerizing performance at the YSL event! 🌟 #YNSoloist #YSL

2. 🎤 Our soloist shines bright like a star on the YSL stage! ✨ #Talent #YNSoloist #YSL

3. 🎤 Y/N's vocals are out of this world at the YSL event! 🌌 #VocalPowerhouse #YNSoloist #YSL

@YNForever: Y/N's performance at the YSL event gave me goosebumps! 😭🙌 Her voice is pure magic! 🎤✨ #YNSoloist #YSL

@YNEnthusiast: Y/N never fails to leave me speechless with her incredible talent! 🌟 Can't wait to see what she does next! 🎶 #YNSoloist #YSL

@YNGalaxy: Y/N's vocals are out of this world! 🚀✨ Truly a force to be reckoned with! 🎤 #YNSoloist #YSL

@YRShipper: Okay, but can we talk about the chemistry between Y/N and Rosé at the YSL event? 🔥 They would make the ultimate power couple! 🌟 #YNSoloist #Rosé #YSL

@RYSunshine: Y/N and Rosé's interactions at the YSL event have me shipping them so hard! 🥺❤️ Can they please collaborate on a song together? 🎶 #YNSoloist #Rosé #YSL

@YRUniverse: Y/N and Rosé are the definition of perfection! 😍 The way they complement each other is just *chef's kiss*! 👌 #YNSoloist #Rosé #YSL

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Months passed, and your relationship with Rosé flourished in secret. Despite the challenges of dating in the public eye, the two of you found solace in each other's company, stealing moments of intimacy whenever you could.

But as your fame continued to rise, so did the pressure to keep your relationship hidden. And nowhere was this more apparent than at public events, where you and Rosé were forced to maintain a professional distance from each other.

One such event was the annual YSL gala, where you and Rosé were once again ambassadors for the brand. As you arrived at the venue, you couldn't help but feel a sense of unease wash over you.

"Remember, no public displays of affection," your manager reminded you as you stepped out of the car.

You nodded, the weight of his words sinking in as you made your way inside. The venue was filled with the glitterati of the K-pop industry, all vying for attention and recognition.

And there she was – Rosé, radiant as ever in a stunning YSL gown that hugged her curves in all the right places. She caught your eye from across the room, a subtle smile playing at the corners of her lips.

Despite the thrill of seeing her, you knew that you had to maintain a professional facade. So you plastered a smile on your face and mingled with the other guests, all the while keeping a careful eye on Rosé.

But as the night wore on, you found it increasingly difficult to ignore her. Her presence was like a magnet, drawing you in with an irresistible force.

And then it happened – you couldn't help but glance at her, just for a moment, when you thought no one was looking. But someone was – a fan, with their phone out, capturing the moment for all the world to see.

The next day, the internet was abuzz with rumors of your secret relationship with Rosé. Fans had edited the footage of your glance into adorable and viral edits, speculating about the true nature of your relationship.

As the news spread like wildfire, you and Rosé found yourselves thrust into the spotlight in a way you had never experienced before. Suddenly, everyone wanted to know the truth – were you and Rosé really a couple?

@YSLYooopnRosie: "Did anyone else catch that moment between Y/N and Rosé at the YSL gala? My heart can't handle the chemistry between them! 😍 #YSLYoonRosie"

@YSLYoonRos: "I swear, every time Y/N and Rosé are in the same room, the sparks fly! They would make the perfect couple, don't you think? 🌟 #YSLYoonRosie"

@YSLYoonRosie: "I'm not saying Y/N and Rosé are in love, but... okay, maybe I am. Just imagine how beautiful their relationship would be! 🥺💕 #YSLYoonRosie"

@YSklLYoonRosie: "Okay, hear me out – I've been scrolling through Y/N and Rosé's Instagram feeds, and I swear, there are so many subtle hints that they might be more than just friends. From matching outfits to cryptic captions, I think they're low-key dropping hints about their relationship! 🕵️‍♀️💖 #YSLYoonRosie"

@YSLYoonRosie: "I've been doing some serious detective work, and I'm convinced that Y/N and Rosé have been dating in secret for ages. Remember that time they both posted Instagram stories from the same location, but at different times? Coincidence? I think not! 🔍👀 #YSLYoonRosie"

@YSLYoonRosie: "I've been following Y/N and Rosé's interactions for years, and let me tell you, there's something going on between them. From stolen glances to subtle touches, it's clear that their friendship goes way beyond the surface. Could they be the next power couple? 🤔💕 #YSLYoonRosie"

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As the rumors continued to swirl, you and Rosé found yourselves faced with a choice – continue to deny the truth or finally come clean about your relationship.

For weeks, you wrestled with the decision, weighing the potential consequences of going public against the freedom of being able to love each other openly.

But in the end, love won out.

One evening, as you and Rosé sat together in the privacy of your shared apartment, you broached the subject.

"Rosé, I think it's time," you said, your voice steady despite the nerves that churned in your stomach.

She looked at you, her eyes searching yours for reassurance. "Are you sure?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

You nodded, reaching out to take her hand in yours. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life," you replied, your heart pounding in your chest.

With that, you and Rosé made the decision to go public with your relationship, knowing full well the risks that it entailed. But you were determined to face whatever challenges came your way together, united in your love for each other.

The next day, you and Rosé made the announcement on social media, posting a heartfelt message about your journey together and the importance of love and acceptance.

The response from fans was overwhelming, but in the best way possible. Rather than hate, there was an outpouring of love and support for you and Rosé, with fans expressing their joy at finally being able to celebrate your relationship openly.

As you scrolled through the countless messages and comments, a sense of relief washed over you. You and Rosé had made the right decision, and now, you could finally be free to love each other without fear or reservation.

And as you looked at Rosé, her eyes shining with happiness and love, you knew that your journey together was only just beginning.

Together, you and Rosé had faced adversity and come out stronger on the other side. And now, as you embarked on this new chapter of your lives together, you knew that there was nothing that could stand in the way of your love.

For you and Rosé, the future was bright – and together, you were ready to face whatever challenges came your way, hand in hand, heart in heart.

@YnRHarmipugny: "I can't believe it's finally happening! Y/N and Rosé are out and proud, and my heart is bursting with happiness! 🌈✨ #YRHarmony"

@YRHarmonyuyy: "From secret glances to public declarations of love, Y/N and Rosé's journey is like something straight out of a romance novel! I'm living for this! 💖😍 #YRHarmony"

@YRHarmony: "Y/N and Rosé are proof that love knows no bounds! Their journey from secret glances to public declarations of love is giving me all the feels! 🥺💖 #YRHarmony"

@YRoseHarmony: "Y/N and Rosé are the power couple we never knew we needed! Their love is like a breath of fresh air in a world filled with negativity. Here's to forever shipping #YRHarmony!"

@YRuioHutarmony: "I don't know what's brighter – the smile on Y/N and Rosé's faces or the sparkle in their eyes! They're radiating so much happiness, and I'm here for it! ✨😊 #YRHarmony"

@YRHarmony: "Y/N and Rosé coming out as a couple is the best thing to happen in 2024! Their love story is straight out of a fairy tale, and I can't wait to see what the future holds for them! 🥰👑 #YRHarmony"

#blackpink x reader #blackpink x fem reader #blackpink #blackpink x fem #blackpink x you #blackpink imagines #blackpink scenarios #rosé x reader #rosé fluff #rosé #rosé blackpink #park chaeyoung

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PIKA PIKA

profile : chuu’s chu (plural)

L/N Y/N @ onlyangelyn : 04. recognized as the shortest pikachu on stage, often seen near jake. lately she’s been going viral on many platforms due to her pikachu ears hitting the members in the face. she’s the leader of a semi popular dance group, XOKI. she works at the dance studio where XOKI practices. was originally the only pikachu but after a bit of persuasion (a smile) she managed to recruit her friends as the other pikachus. fc : seon_uoo on ig.

↳ @ lucygraywho : y/ns private that her friends follow. posts about young snow and spongebob 24/7.

KANG ESA @ ees_a : 00. the oldest pikachu but acts likes she’s one of the youngest. she’s a member of XOKI. obsessed with kim sunwoo. extremely protective over yn. fc : kkmmmkk

JANG MINSEO @ seominnie : 01. the tallest pikachu. she’s a member of XOKI. her whole personality is the colour red and the fact that she never knew who pikachu was prior to this. extremely protective over yn. fc : yoonjiiii on ig.

KIM EUNAH @ mynameisnah : 01. the clumsy pikachu. she’s a member of XOKI. treats y/n like her daughter and doesn’t think anyone is good enough for her “baby”. unironically listens to “No” by meghan trainer. extremely protective over yn. fc : y0ugkxm on ig

PARK HAERI @ milkactivist : 01. the distracted pikachu. she’s the only one who isn’t a member of XOKI, but she’s their videographer. was hesitant to become a pikachu but was persuaded by y/n (she just looked at her). loves milk. extremely protective over yn. fc : youseeany on ig.

YOON CHAEMI @ ningningsmimi : 00. the angry pikachu. she’s a member of XOKI. she’s obsessed with ningning and is convinced they will get married. y/n’s ride or die. the least protective over y/n. fc : yrui.rm on ig.

XOKI @ xokiii : a 5 member hiphop dance group formed in 2015 in a small dance studio in seoul. they’re more popular on youtube. they mainly post their own choreography to american songs. chaemi changed their header and kept changing the photo back to ningning after someone else would change it and so they all just left it as ningning.

KIM JIWOO “CHUU” @ yveslver4ever : 99. a soloist under ATRP. she’s undercover as a yves fan account, has been since y/n convinced her to make a private account. she met y/n and eunah in a park after she came up to them and started dancing. she has the inside scoop on idols and gossips with the girls about the drama. refuses to introduce chaemi to ningning because chaemi once insulted her shoes and she’s held a grudge against her since.

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Niki knew that the pikachu’s on stage with them were real people dressed in a costume but that doesn’t mean he can’t get shocked after accidentally revealing one of their identities. his shock quickly changed to amusement as the revealed pikachu could only think of one thing to say as the tension in the room heightened- “pika pika?” it’s not like you could avoid him after humiliating yourself either, you still have all of tour left.

taglist is OPEN ! send an ask or comment to be added xoxo @fantastichoagieuniversityhairdo @lovrqis @laylasmother @rodygr @geraldsmochi @j-wyoung @sakiimeo @totalstanskz @enhaz1 @thatsroug @jiaant11 @invusblog | bold = can’t tag

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Matchmaker

Pairing: Ahn Yujin x Female Reader x Jang Wonyoung

Summary: First love often didn't work out. That's what Yujin always heard from people but despite that she couldn't help but still hold on to her feelings from the past that got stronger when her first love came back to her life. Wonyoung takes on a job of a matchmaker, swearing to get Yujin and Y/N together but what if during it she also catch feelings for Y/N?

Warning(s): Language, cringe stuff, swearing

Tags: Highschool AU, crack, fluff, angst, smau

Featuring: IVE, Minji (NewJeans), Yunjin and Kazuha (Le Sserafim), Yuri (Soloist), Ryujin and Yuna (Itzy), Minju (Actress)

Start: 05/02/2023

End: 09/09/2023

Updates: Whenever I can :)

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Profiles: Best Losers, Math Haters, Ladies Favorite

Chapters:

1. Welcome back Seoul

2. Help

3. Yujin has rizz

4. I am cool

5. IT WAS AN ACCIDENT

6. What the hell did I just saw?

7. She knows?

8. What kiss?

9. 2 days left

10. Couple of the Month

11. I want to

12. Fuck you girl

13. A DATE?!?!?!

14. Someone else

15. Opportunity

16. Do it coward

17. I've decided

18. Answers

19. Friend

20. Will you go to the dance with me?

21. School dance

22. The one

23. Epilogue - First love

Taglist (Closed): @awkwardtoafault @zhivaxo @pandamiswifey @craftymasterlistcomicsprune @pigeonoftheskyrat @jisooftme @pandafuriosa60

#ive x reader #ive reactions #iz*one x reader #izone x reader #iz*one reactions #izone reactions #ahn yujin x reader #jang wonyoung x reader #ahn yujin #jang wonyoung #ahn yujin smau #jang wonyoung smau #ive smau #smau

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itzynabi · 2 months

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warnings: swearing; mention of sex, fainting, disassociation

an: this was released on march 4 2024

eve’s masterlist // articles

Dispatch Publishes Exposé on ITZY’s Eve’s Fight With JYP Entertainment

There is one main antagonist

Back in January of 2024, ITZY member Eve filed a lawsuit to terminate her exclusive contract with JYP Entertainment. In March, she was granted a preliminary injunction. Today, Dispatch released a damning exposé on Eve’s feud with JYP Entertainment. In the article, Dispatch released texts between Eve and Director A.

The article begins with a text that Eve sent to Park Jinyoung (also known as JYP) in December of 2018.

Hello, PD-nim,

Thank you for adding me to the lineup of ITZY! I know I didn’t do as well as you hoped on Produce 48, but thank you for giving me this opportunity. I’ll make sure to be an artist that gives her all.

Eve has revealed that Park Jinyoung told her that her performance on Produce 48 would determine whether or not she would debut in ITZY. This text displays Eve’s gratitude at being in ITZY despite not making it to the final debut group of Produce 48 – IZ*ONE. When it was revealed that Eve was rigged out of IZ*ONE in favour of other idols, Eve found out that Director A already knew and had left her to feel insecure about her performance. This lack of communication would be a common theme in Eve’s career going forward.

In early April of 2021, Director A sent Eve a message about her appearance on a variety show that he had arranged without her knowledge. The show they were discussing is believed to be Sea of Hope.

In September of 2021, Eve was talking with fans on Bubble when a fan asked her about her solo schedules. “I’m an employee, so I just do whatever the company tells me to,” Eve said.

In 2022, Eve had her solo debut with the mini album ‘diary entries’. The album was released a few weeks before ITZY had a comeback, and Eve reportedly displayed hesitance at how close the two releases were. During an episode of I Live Alone, Eve told her brother, SHINee’s Key, that her schedule was so full that she had a panic attack.

The next text exchange is from July of 2022. Eve told Director A that she wasn’t feeling well and asked to sit out of a performance. Based on the timing of this conversation, it is believed to be the night before Eve fainted during ITZY’s pre-recording.

Dispatch then alleged that Eve was treated differently to her members. It can be seen in an Instagram live that Eve and Yeji did in October of 2023.

Comment: Have you seen your families recently?

Eve: I’m not allowed to.

Yeji: What do you mean? We are.

Eve: I’m not allowed to.

Yeji: (Whispering) Director?

EVe. (Nods)

That sentiment was repeated when Eve went on Amazing Saturday to promote her latest solo album ‘until spring’ and said she hasn’t seen her parents since early 2023.

The next text exchange between Eve and Director A echo the same issue once more. This exchange was from November or 2023 when Eve’s mom was in Seoul. Eve mentions the fact that she wasn’t allowed to go home during Chuseok.

On a phone call between the two in December of 2023, Director A was talking to Eve about the comeback that she’d be having in February of this year.

Director A: This will be an anticipated album so do well

Eve: Why do I keep having solo schedules when I’m not a soloist?

Director A: Because the fans like it

Eve: No, they don’t. They keep swearing at me for all of these schedules. Isn’t it time for one of the other members to debut?

Director A: Don’t worry about that.

EVe: It’s like you want to work with me until I die from all of this. Just give me a break. I’m busy preparing for two comebacks right now.

Director A: Just like a real professional. Well done.

Fnas and non-fans alike have pointed out how JYP Entertainment doesn’t do much to protect EVe from hate that was sent her way, instead using her as a shield from criticism.

In early January of 2024, the two conversed again. Director A was scolding Eve for missing schedules. It is unsure what schedules he is referring to.

He made the same complaint in February and Eve went on to list how Director A continuously failed to do his job in a way that makes it easy for employees to carry on their duties. He threatened to sue her.

Eve mentioned experiencing symptoms such as fainting and disassociation due to her busy schedules, which were seen earlier this year in her The Manager episode and her ‘until spring’ album documentary. Fans have also noticed that Eve has lost her usual excitement and energy, instead constantly looking tired and worn out. Eve herself has said that she doesn’t enjoy performing anymore, she just enjoys being with her members and seeing fans.

Dispatch sent Eve a list of questions when they heard of her lawsuit against JYP Entertainment. Here are Eve’s answers.

Q: Did you know there was an issue with the way you were being treated?

Eve: Yes.

Q: What moment gave you the push to end your contract?

Eve: It wasn’t like there was one specific moment. It was just moments piling on each other. People can only endure for so long before they fight back.

Q: This must have been a shock to the people around you.

Eve: Not really actually. Talking about it with my members was encouragement to go through with it. A few staff members said they were sick of the way I was being treated and wanted me to leave the company and go to a better one. When I told my family, they didn’t even pretend to be shocked, they just asked me what I would like as a treat to myself.

Q: Some might say that you treated Director A in a disrespectful manner.

Eve: That was my intention.

Q: Did you know he was the one pulling the strings in your career?

Eve: Yes, I did. At first I thought it was PD-nim because he would be the one to tell me things, but then I realised he’s not bold enough to do something like that and I realised that every time I didn’t listen to him, he’d look a bit worried. When I found out that Director Park was just telling PD-nim to do these things to me, I felt bad for PD-nim. Being disrespected in the company you started is kind of loser behaviour if I’m being honest.

Q: How did your members take the news?

Eve: I talked to them about it after I started considering leaving the company. I told them what was going on in my head and things like that, and they told me that they would support me no matter what. In fact, I was concerned about how this would affect them and ITZY’s career, but they told me that I should focus on being happy. With their encouragement, I was able to do this.

Q: JYP Entertainment argued that you were rude to the staff. Is that true?

Eve: I’m not one to be rude without reason. If you are rude to me, then I will act the same way towards you. If I was rude towards a staff member, they know what they did to deserve it.

Meanwhile, K-Netizens have already started reacting to the article:

“Wah, Kim Nabi is really amazing”

“Can she come talk to my bossㅜㅜ”

“Is Dispatch expecting me to be on the company’s side???”

“From what I can see, she’s right to want to leave the company”

“Kibum wasn’t joking when he said that she can be mean when she wants toㅋㅋㅋ”

“Well done Evie-yah!!!!!!!!!!!!! You did the right thing”

“They kept her from seeing her family…. Aren’t they just shameless”

“ㅋㅋㅋ She told his wife that he’s cheating”

“The fact that she stayed in the company because of her members proves how much she loves them”

“She’s so good at swearing”

“People can’t call her disrespectful because she at least called him ‘saekki-nim’ㅋㅋㅋ”

“It must have been hard for her”

“And I hope all of those fools that were cursing at her feel stupid now. They should repent”

“Princess-nim, we’re on your side!!!”

“For her to be fainting almost every day… Eve, it’s okay now!”

“Shouldn’t JYP just let her leave now ㅋㅋㅋ before more information comes out”

“Just imagine how much stress she must’ve been under”

“Why does it sound like Dispatch is on the company’s side?”

“We should also applaud the members for looking out for her and staying by her side”

“San and Eve are dating?”

The conflict between Eve and JYP Entertainment seems to be another case of companies taking advantage of their artists.

©️ kim nabi

#ficnetfairy #itzy 6th member #itzy sixth member #itzy oc #itzy addition #itzy added member #itzy extra member #itzy member au #itzy imagines #kpop oc #kpop addition #kpop added member #kpop extra member #kpop au #kpop imagines #kim nabi

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onewmin · 11 months

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better man | knj (18+)

part 2 of “shreds”.

Pairing: idol!Kim Namjoon x idol!female!reader

Summary: Two years have passed after your breakup with Namjoon.

Warnings: SMUT (minors DNI), oral (f. and m. receiving), fingering, unprotected sex (wrap it up buddies), a bit of dirty talk, praises, cheating, mentions of pregnancy and abortion, profanity, typos, unhealthy relationship, possessive bf Namjoon

Author’s note: hope you enjoy the part 2! I haven’t planned on writing it, but here we are :) tell me what you think!!

Tags: @namjooningera @namtaeh

Disclaimer: the names and appearances of real people are used for inspiration and writing purposes only. I do not claim anything, everything belongs to its owners.

P.S. The pictures are taken from Pinterest, so if you know their owners, please let me know!

Wedding planning was not a piece of cake.

Sure, you’ve had multiple assistants and your friends helping you out — however, it was still a really hard thing to do. To fit everything into your schedule was nearly impossible, but you tried, moving rehearsals to early mornings, studio sessions to late nights and taking the whole afternoon for the wedding stuff. Just as your wedding was around the corner — three months before it — you landed in Seoul after the tour. And since then, it has been nothing but a crazy roller coaster.

Your company has decided you have to be prepared for your next comeback in advance; as your boss said, you would be too relaxed to get back to your regular rhythm after the honeymoon. Not that you disagreed.

Your fiancé wasn’t that happy about your new rushy routine: he couldn’t but get infuriated every time he had to pick you up in a state of literal exhaustion; you had to beg him not to quarrel with your bosses, reassuring him that’s what you wanted yourself too. Whenever you spoke of it, he agreed.

You couldn’t ever admit even to yourself you were the type of girl to enjoy wedding planning. You’d look arrogantly when your girlfriends gushed over wedding dresses and party planning, trying to seem untouchable, “not-like-other-girls” type of girlie. But you were. The second Namjoon hinted at the wedding, in your head you were already at the altar, bouquet of light pink roses in your hands, the veil covering your face.

But Kim Namjoon never came to the altar. He was a runaway groom, who was standing at the church doors, but never took a step forward. Throughout eight years of being with him, your dress’ white color turned into yellow, the roses withered and the veil got covered in a thick layer of dust. You turned into a Corpse Bride while being alive and breathing, with your own evil boyfriend who, in reality, never wanted to marry you.

The sheer amount of freedom you felt the second you let him go was mind blowing. It was overwhelming, how you could dress up in those tight, revealing outfits without his judgement or lingering jealousy. You were his girl, but only behind closed doors. However, even being kept as a secret, you had to be cautious with what you wore, who you talked with. For god’s sake, if someone flirted with you, and you laughed it off? Namjoon would be clenching his jaw in the back of the room, all pent up frustration later turned into aggressive make out session. He’d grab handfuls of your ass, squeeze your hips, bite your lips till they were a light shade of purple. “You’re mine”, he’d growl into your skin, leaving love marks all over your neck, “and mine only”.

You loved being his, even as an illicit affair. When the two of you met, never in a million years you’d think this relationship could last that long. You were nineteen, freshly debuted as a soloist, slowly building up your career and fanbase. He was twenty, a well-known star already, but not worldwide popular. Having been a promising songwriter, you were assigned to work with his group by your company. It would bring a great benefit to all of us, they said. Oh yeah, it did.

You two seemed to hit it off in an instant; you’d stay there, long hours spent in the studio, writing and sharing your lyrics with one another. He’d write about his ex-girlfriend, you’d write about your previous relationship with the high-school ex. No wonder, several months later you ended up staring at him in awe, as he held out a bouquet of pink roses, his face matching the shade of the flowers.

“Go on date with me”, he uttered, voice a bit shaky. “And go out with me”.

You agreed to both simultaneously, taking the bouquet from his hands, the smell of your favourite flowers, associating with him, forever etched on your memory.

Your date turned out to be the quietest you’d been on. You had a picnic in the park, with people surrounding you — sure, not every freaking person knew him back then. You shared fruits and berries, as he read his favorite poems to you, while you were sitting beside him. And as the end of the day approached, apricot colored sunset drawing everyone’s attention to it, Namjoon took your hand in his. You remember looking at him as he watched the sunset, your interwoven hands on his lap, a big delighted smile on his face. You returned it, even though he wasn’t looking at you, and put your head on his shoulder, immediately melting to his warmth. That was the moment you fell in love with him. And that was the moment, one of many, you kept reminding yourself of whenever any doubts about him would creep up in your brain.

The boy you fell in love with turned into a man. The man had this intimidating aura to him, so mysterious yet so fluffy at the same time. He was still that boy who held your hand under the table and blushed every time you pecked him on the cheek. But the man Namjoon grew up to be was more demanding, his hand creeping up your thigh under the table now, fingers playing with the hem of your panties. You hated when he did that, but he never listened to your complaints.

The man also turned all the promises the boy gave you into empty ones. He gave you the ring three years in the relationship — a simple one that you saw in one cheap jewelry shop, with light purple flowers engraved on it — and promised he’d give you a real one when the time comes. You believed the boy, but the man was the person you couldn’t put your trust in. You didn’t need the ring, nor the promises; the only thing you wanted was openness. You were tired of hiding, tired of women flirting with him and him flirting back — well, it’s not like the two of you were official — tired of lying to everyone. The only thing you craved was him claiming your relationship, being proud of it.

As the two years passed, you realized there was never even a hint of pride in him. Namjoon was comfortable in the relationship with you, as you were ready to put everything at stake just for him, but he, himself? His career was a superiority to everything, always. How foolish of you was to even think that he would put you in the top list of his priorities?

So you broke it off, the relationship, the engagement, the promise you’d give to each other years ago. “To grow up, and to grow old together”, sounded like a wedding vow — there was yet another lie you fed yourself with every time he’d reject going public with you. Or, “Happiness is in privacy”, you mom would say. Wrong. Happiness is in not being scared to show your partner off. Happiness is in being proud of your relationship. That’s what you understood when your new boyfriend appeared at the horizon, putting your loneliness to an end.

It’s been almost two years and a half after you breakup with Namjoon now. He enlisted in the military not long after, texting you to ask, “Will you wait for me?”. You answered negatively, blocking his number and all of his accounts, too. The audacity this man has, you thought while crying your eyes out, asking if I’d wait for him? Seriously?

You read the news about him obsessively, though. The first few months after the breakup you unblocked him several times, waiting, hoping he’d text you. If he had done that, you’d have been crawling on your knees back to him, back to the mess your relationship turned into. But he never did.

Drowning in the mere presence of him, created by the news articles, fanfiction you’d read, edits you’d watched — anything to build up an image of him being beside you. However, the more you drowned, the more disgusted you’d become. Seeing his face on the screen didn’t bring you the necessary joy anymore — you were exhausted of his dimples, his voice, the mere image of him. Several months passed before you caught yourself not thinking of him anymore. It’d hurt a little bit if someone spoke of him or if you saw his face — but only because your heart was aching for you. You didn’t think about Namjoon anymore, and that’s when you were ready to move on.

You met Park Dae-Hyun at a party, the one your company made you come to. As a brand ambassador, you had to attend; the next morning you’d read how every tabloid tossed your photos around, saying how skinny you looked, speculating that it was the breakup affecting you that way. Everybody knew you were back on the single market, and everybody wanted to find out who your ex was. As if.

Dae-Hyun is 10 years older than you, with an established business and a divorce left behind. He has no kids, no scandals, no skeletons hidden in his closet. He’s stable, restricted, serious. He’s a grown man who’s been on the same page with you since day one.

You went out as a couple to another brand event two months in your relationship. Pictures were taken, tabloids were eating the shit up, savoring every little detail of your body language around each other. And when his hands were roaming around your waist in the back of the car, heavy kisses trailed alongside your neck, you, as moved on and conscientious you were, imagined Namjoon’s hands on your waist and his lips on your skin.

When Dae-Hyun proposed, it was straight out of your teenage dreams — on top of the highest building in Seoul, a table in the center of the rooftop with champagne and red roses. You wished they were pink though, but you never told Dae-Hyun that light pink ones were your favourite. He proposed a year into relationship, willing to give you the life you’ve always wanted. You knew he was telling the truth.

Park Dae-Hyun was a better man: he always found the time for you, no matter how much work he had; always brought you flowers whenever you felt down, returned from tour or had a successful comeback. When you fist started dating, you were in the middle of searching for a new apartment, and he helped, using all of his ties and connections in the estate business to land the best option for you. You didn’t ask for it, but he did it anyways. With Dae-Hyun, you’ve learnt how to ask for help, gradually and slowly.

So you agreed to be his wife, to be the better woman with the better man. You put Kim Namjoon to the darkest and dustiest shelf in the story of your life, letting the memory of him rot in the back of your head. You were happier now; you didn’t feel lonely whenever Dae-Hyun would leave. Now, you felt like a whole person, even when your partner wasn’t around. This is the epitome of a healthy relationship, isn’t it?

Yeah, it is. And all of it would’ve been just perfect if only Kim Namjoon didn’t come back from his military service two months ago.

Everyone was talking about it, every news source filled in with his photos and short comments about the comeback he’s already planning. And of course, of-fucking-course, he had to attend the same party as you. As if he’d known you’d be there.

Simple greetings and bows exchanged by the two of you, and you walked away, planning to leave as soon as possible. As you managed to escape seeing him again, Namjoon didn’t miss the chance to show up at your door in the middle of the night.

“Get out”

“I’m only here to talk”.

“There’s nothing to talk about. I’ve said everything to you already”.

“But I haven’t!” He retorted. “You didn’t even let me speak!”

“I know everything”, you took several steps towards him, “everything you’re going to say. It’s always these false promises and empty words that you speak of”.

You stood in front of him, eyes piercing through his. Namjoon let out a sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“What happened to us, baby?”

You winced at the pet name, goosebumps appearing all over your body the moment he mumbled it. You have forgotten how much the sound of his voice only made blood rush to the sensitive bundle of nerves down your body.

“You”. The answer was sharp. “You happened. You ruined me. And us”. He looked at you, gaze fixated on your trembling lips. “‘Cause you forgot when you promised… that we’d always be together. ‘To grow up, and grow old together’, do you remember?” You let out a breathy chuckle, tears already collecting on your eyelashes. “Because I do. I remember, uh… I remember when I thought you meant it. ‘Cause I did”.

The last sentence came out as a whisper as you almost collapsed there; Namjoon was quick to catch you and hold you in his arms, while you let out muffled cries. He wrapped his arms around you even tighter when you body started shaking because of all of the sobbing. You heard his breath hitch, chest heavy as he let you cry out in his arms for as long as you could.

And when you calmed down, you raised your head to find him looking at you, cheeks wet from tears. You gently wiped them away, subconsciously smiling — just because you felt cozy in his arms again. And as he cupped your cheek and returned a smile, you couldn’t hold back any longer.

I’m a swift moment your back was pressed against the wall, legs wrapped around his waist. The kiss was sloppy, saliva dripping from both of your mouths as your tongues battled for dominance. You were both grinding on each other, moaning every time his growing bulge would touch your closeted clit.

As your clothes were left somewhere in the living room, you were on the bed, fingers tangled in his hair. Namjoon was between your legs again, biting your thighs gently.

“Joon-“

“Don’t say a word”, he growled, ripping your panties off your body, “you didn’t let me finish this last time. Take it as a good girl now”.

You’d forgotten his dominant persona; when he was this demanding during sex, you loved turning into the obedient mess he was making out of you.

Slow circles drawn by his tongue on your clit, torturous pleasure making you arch your back. His hands were massaging your hips, as he lapped at your folds, collecting your arousal on his tongue. Parting your lips, he tongue-fucked you, moving rapidly from licking your folds to sucking on your clit. One of your hands tugged on his hair, burying yourself in the soft curls, while the other was pressed to your mouth in order not to let a single sound escape. All of your neighbors knew who your fiancé was; and tonight, he wasn’t in town.

Heat pooling in the lower back, you felt your cheeks burning. The familiar ache between your thighs signaled at you chasing a climax, and the sloppy sounds Namjoon was making brought you even closer to the edge. As you slightly raised your head to look at him, you found him watching you the entire time while making broad strokes with his tongue, eating you out as if you’d been his last dessert.

“You wanna come, baby?”, he asked, slipping two fingers inside, slowly spreading your pussy open, ready for him. “Where d’you wanna come?”

You panted. “On y-your..”

Namjoon moved from in between your legs and you gasped at a loss of contact; he positioned himself at your entrance, his even more bulky body hovering over you now.

“On my mouth?” He asked again, a playful smile on his lips. You noticed saliva dripping down his chin and leaned forward to lick it, savoring your own taste on the tongue. Namjoon moaned and grabbed the back of your head to pull you in another sloppy kiss.

“On your dick”, an open-mouthed kiss left on his jaw, “I wanna come on your dick”.

A smug smile on his face. “Your wish is my command, baby”.

He pushed in inch by inch, making your breath hitch in your throat. In a mere moment you were stuffed with him again, and it felt-

“So, so good”, you whined, hand grabbing the back of his neck, “Joon, uh, shit!”

“I haven’t even moved yet”, he whispered against your lips, “and you’re already begging? Pretty girl”, he tucked strained hair behind your ear, “all mine”.

And his hips snapped. In a merciless rhythm, he thrusted in an out of your entrance, hitting that sweet spot with every frenzied pound of his. He sucked on your lips, teeth grazing, as his thumb was pressed onto your clit, circling around.

“Aw”, he cooed, hand grabbing your breast, “your legs are trembling. Does it feel that good?”

“Yeah”, you breathed out, pressing your tits to his chest, grabbing his back to pull him even closer if it were possible. You were kissing each other, lips nibbling, hot breaths on skin.

“O-oh shit”, he huffed, the sound of smacking flesh being music to his ears. He licked the skin on your collarbones, as your nails dug into his shoulders, leaving crescent marks all over them. “You’re all mine, baby”, his breathy moans filled in the room, “mine, and mine only”.

You let out a chuckle. “Ah-I.. I’m not.. y-yours…”.

He growled into your ear, hands grabbing your hips roughly to lift them up a little, fingers leaving marks.

He slammed into you frantically. “You” Another slam. “Are”. Slam. “Mine”. Slam.

You bit on his shoulder to hold back your moans. “D’you understand this, baby?” He kept on drawing circles on your swollen clit. “You’re my girl”.

Having heard his last words, you felt your walls fluttering around his cock, and your eyes rolled back as you only saw the dark while Namjoon fucked you through your high. Sweet nothings whispered into your ear, with the one last powerful thrust he emptied himself inside of you, painting you as his once again. You both were shivering but holding each other tightly as Namjoon left a languid kiss on your lips.

He fucked you in the shower several minutes later; made you come on his fingers when you were trying to get dressed; you sucked him off as he sat on the couch. The couch you fiancé bought you.

After that you swore to never see Namjoon again. You tried to forget that you cheated on your future husband with your ex-boyfriend, but not even a week later you found yourself on your knees in the studio.

“Fu-uck, baby”, Namjoon croaked, as you swirled your tongue over the tip of his cock, “you’re being such a good girl to me. Sucking me off so, so perfectly”. He brushed the hair out of your face, maintaining an eye contact. “Only you, my girl, shit, only you”.

After that? You broke it off again. You were torn between the perfect, healthy relationship you’ve had with Dae-Hyun and that unhealthy, hot mess you and Namjoon shared. You wouldn’t continue this affair, you’d break up with him again and move on to your wedding preparations.

But you just had to come back and taste him one more time. You had to make excuses, to cover it up with rehearsals and late night studio sessions, with dance practices leaving you sweaty and out-of-breath. Joon would fuck you in the practice room, making you watch yourself in the mirror, and then you’d get seated in Dae-Hyun’s car, while he drove you home.

You were the most horrible person on the entire planet. Although, you swore to yourself it’ll all end when you get married; after the official ceremony, you’ll be committed to Dae-Hyun only. The time passed, you’d get dicked down by your ex at any possible moment and then you’d come back to your fiancé to have him gently make love to you. Such stupid double-life moment will always result in disaster.

And so it does now. You’re standing next to the sink, a pregnancy test in your hands. His arms suddenly wrap around your waist, head on your shoulder.

“Is it mine?” Namjoon whispers, kissing your neck slowly, knowing exactly whose baby you were pregnant with.

“Yeah”, you breathe out. Dae-Hyun would always use protection, as the two of you planned to have kids after the marriage. Now, you guessed, the whole plan went south.

“Good”, Joon responds, his grip on you tightening. “Means we’ll get married now”.

What a shit show. All of the thoughts were mixed into a mess in your head, not knowing whether to get an abortion, break up with Joon and go back to Dae-Hyun like nothing happened, or to start a messy little family with your ex-boyfriend. What have I done?

As you have stated many times, Dae-Hyun was a better man. Namjoon, on the other hand, was toxic and possessive, needy to keep you around for him and him only. And, as much as you wanted to become a better woman alongside Dae-Hyun, you were destined to be a beautiful disaster beside Kim Namjoon.

#kim namjoon #kim namjoon x reader #kim namjoon x you #kim namjoon x y/n #kim namjoon imagine #kim namjoon smut #bts imagines #bts rm x reader #bts rm imagine #bts rm smut #bts rm

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hongmingoo · 5 months

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Headliner

Pairing: Joshua Hong x reader

GENRE: idol!Joshua x idol!reader, angst, fluff, exes to lovers, idol life.

Word count: 3.5k

Synopsis: No one wishes to be unhappy. Every single person on the face of the earth wishes to be happy, to be successful, to be with the person they love the most. Even Joshua Hong, the perfect gentleman, and kind-hearted Joshua wishes to be truly happy. It's not that he's not happy to be where he is now, he is beyond grateful for his success, his fame, for his family, friends and fans. He couldn't begin to thank them enough for being there through all the shit he's been through. But truth be told, he knows that there's something missing in his almost perfect life. You.

Joshua met you by accident at a music show when he was promoting Seventeen's debut. You were a senior artist that he only knew much much later, helped him get back to their waiting room because he was lost. You didn't say who you were, face hidden behind a black mask, a black bucket hat covering most of your head, only a pair of gleaming green eyes visible. And that sparkling green jewels were the one that attracted him to you.

It was Seungkwan who told him about who you were, a senior artist who debuted way earlier than they were, a soloist to be exact. The younger male had said he's a fan of you too, telling him that you had a unique voice and a wide vocal range whilst being a good dancer too. Seungkwan had told him that you have your own crowd who adores you and also a group of antis who hated you just for being a biracial idol, that it's understandable if he doesn't recognise you.

It was ridiculous to him, but that was also a logical explanation considering his band member, Vernon also faced the same discrimination and was bullied in his childhood for not looking like a 'Korean'. He began to listen to your discography, watch your music shows and start to become a fan. When he occasionally met you at music shows, he'd muster his courage to talk to you.

That does it for him. You were kind, warm hearted and nowhere near arrogant as the rumors made you seem. It's true that you had sharp features that made you seem intimidating and unapproachable but he reminded himself that Wonwoo was like that too at first and yet he's the softest of all 13 members. You talked so politely, even with your juniors, treated them respectfully and were always ready to give them any form of help. Be it words of advice or singing or dancing tips, you were always willing to help.

When he asked you to date him, a year after getting to know each other, after 4 times rejecting the idea, you finally agreed. That made him the happiest. He was always smiling so happily, he looked forward to your secret dates, your brief meetups from busy schedules just to see you and hold your hands. The long drive from Seoul to Gangneung, to go to Gyeongpo Beach that you guys frequent when you need to unwind. Staying up through the night to catch up with each other before driving back to Seoul for early morning schedules. It was tiring, but seeing your smile melted his fatigue so it was worth the struggle to him. But those happy times didn't last long, good things are bound to come to an end. It's bound to happen, that's just how life works and there's no one to blame. Rumors are beginning to spread and you guys had to make a choice.

He had barely debuted, the future holds so many more opportunities for him and he can't afford to be distracted now. And of course, being an idol who has been at the top, you knew that. So you choose to step back and let him go, let him pursue his dreams. You refused to let him take the fall if rumors about you guys dating did spread, he will get hurt. You broke up with him and retired from being an idol. And you're gone, just like that.

And now, here he is as one of the members of the worldwide kpop idol group Seventeen, at the peak of his career, after all of the struggles that were in their way, he finally made it. Hit after hit, topping charts, concert tickets sold out, breaking records after records, receiving multiple awards for their success but there's still one person that's missing.

He met you again when his company officially joined Hybe, you were one of the main producers along with Bumzu and Woozi who composed Seventeen's songs but you were in charge of a girl group under Bighit, your main label since before. And you were still as beautiful as ever, even after 4 years of radio silence, barely aging, barely anything changed. You still talked to him so nicely, congratulated him on all of his achievements and told him you have been keeping up with him and Seventeen. No one mentioned the breakup, it was like an unspoken agreement between the two of you, and he noticed there was an invisible wall around you when you talked to him or were in his presence.

It breaks his heart a bit, because he only wants you to be comfortable around him like you did before but he guessed that the breakup hurt you a lot more than you're giving away. And it makes him yearn for you more. He wants to be in your arms as you cuddle again, wants to hear your heart beating against his ear as he rests his head on your chest. He wants to feel your fingers playing with his hair again as you lull him to sleep. He wants to hold your small hands in his bigger ones as you both take a night stroll along the Han River. He wants to hear your sweet voice as you both screamed your lungs to the songs on the radio when you went for a night drive. He wants to call you his, again.

"Are you dating anyone?" Joshua asked one day. You were a bit shocked at the sudden question, but you shook your head anyway. Deciding not to question the reasoning behind his inquiry.

"Why not?"

"Just don't feel like it" your reply came out curt and short, obviously showing you're not interested in continuing this interrogation any further and wishes he would change the subject. But he was staring at you, eyes full of unspoken wishes– glimmering with hope. A hope you don't dare to question. A wish you begged to never have to acknowledge.

"Don't look at me like that. Please…" you breathed, looking away from him, anywhere but him.

"I hope you know that I'm always here if you ever want to talk. About anything, about us" he said, voice soft.

"Shua–" you sighed but cut yourself off when you realized you shouldn't call him that again. It made you feel like you're closer to him once again. Hearing that nickname rolled off your tongue easily made you feel weak.

"You called me Shua again. You haven't called me that in a long time. I miss hearing you call me that" he says, fingers reaching to brush strands of hair from your face. You let him, and you have no idea why. Maybe you do, but you refused to admit it. You let him cup your jaw, tilt your head up a bit, brushing his thumb on your cheekbone as he stares at you with his beautiful bambi eyes.

"I've missed you. And I miss you. So so much" he whispered, his voice was so gentle, like the morning breeze, it warms your heart. Your soul that you've vouched away in order to survive in this cruel industry awakens, yearning for this man in front of you. You could see his brown eyes shimmering with unshed tears. It took all of your willpower to not just curl your arms around his neck and pull him in a hug. You looked away, in hopes that he would stop trying to stare at you, or even look at you.

"Look at me. Won't you look at me anymore?" That was the last straw, hearing his voice broke like that felt like a knife stabbing at your heart multiple times. You jumped at him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and buried your face in the crook of his neck. You let the tears you tried so badly to hold back streamed down your face, wetting the fabric of his turtleneck.

"You can't do this to me. I was trying so hard to protect you. You don't know what you're asking for! You were doing so great without me… why– why are you…" you sobbed, clenching the fabric of his soft sweater in your fists tightly. Joshua wrapped his arms around your torso, his large hands rubbing at the small of your back.

"You don't have to protect me. I only want you here with me, be beside me" he assured. You pulled away, to look into his eyes again.

"You don't understand. I am the most hated female idol ever. I am the most controversial idol. Being with me will only bring scandal to your name! Even if I'm not an idol anymore, but–"

"None of the controversy was your fault. You know that, your fans know that, we know that. It's just the netizens' baseless accusations. There are still people who love you, are waiting for you–"

"But that changes nothing right? You couldn't deny that the crowd prefers me going under. The day I announced my retirement, people were cheering. The agency was flooded with people 'congratulating' me. My address was exposed, there's weird things in my mailbox everyday– threats to never come back, to just rot and die, to kill myself for being an embarrassment to society. Not everyone is as accepting and loving as Carats, Shua.” you say, voice stern. Joshua saw the pain evident in your eyes. The pain of betrayal, hatred and anger.

But there’s also sadness and longing in the depth of those green orbs. He was taken aback, those eyes that used to be filled with so much love and care now painted with hatred and fear. What happened to you? What happened to you during the times that you left for him to grow as an idol. At that moment, he realized that he hasn’t been keeping up with you like you did for him. He didn’t follow up with your career as you did for him. He barely remembers someone told him that you attended some of their concerts and during tours. He had shut you down after the break up because he was hurt and he was trying to move on from you. But you were still there, at the other end of the line, supporting him with your all.

“What happened to you?” he sobbed, tears finally pours out of those bambi eyes and it broke your already broken heart even more.

“A lot. Enough to eat away at my soul” you breathed, unable to keep it within you anymore. Now, your eyes are void of any feelings, empty and soulless. Joshua pulled you in, to lean your foreheads together as he cried, mumbling “I’m sorry” to you countless times until he’s breathless.

There were rumours spreading around the internet, about Joshua and his speculated ‘girlfriend’. It was said that they were dating, since they went to the same places, wore the same clothes and the girl even went to Seventeen’s concert. Most Carats were very accepting of this news, some of them were denying it because there were no confirmation from Shua or Pledis themselves and some are even mad that some people dared to invade his privacy. While this maybe harmless, but there antis who went as far to pay trucks to insult him. There are hate comments posted all over the internet, stalkers and sasaeng tailing him around. While he looked fine on the outside, Joshua was badly affected by all of this.

He was usually smiling wherever he goes, greeting fans and reporters around him with a kind smile. But there’s no smile on his beautiful face anymore. Carats saw this persona when they saw him at the airport with a straight face, he didn’t greet the crowd with a cheery face anymore. They were deeply saddened by this fact so the fandom showered him with more love and appreciation– liking all of his posts on Instagram, commenting on his post with kind words, making edits about him to show him how much he is loved by his fans and that he shouldn’t worry that his fans would leave him if he really did date someone and if the rumors were true. They told him that they wished he will always be happy– they’re happy if he’s happy. They’ll be so happy for him if he has someone he loves, someone to call a lover.

No matter what they say, we love you so much, Joshua.

They were giving their ending ments, but DK and Mingyu were trying to comfort Joshua who was emotional. He really tried his best to calm himself but ended up crying again.

“I really want to thank all the Carats for keep loving and supporting us. Carats have been my driving force to keep working hard. I will continue to work hard even more from now on. Thank you Carats, I love you so much” Joshua say, as he choked up on his tears. He then took a deep breath before looking at his members.

“Can I… Can I say something more?” he asked them, then turning to look at Seungcheol who was sitting at the top seat in the audience. They can already feel what he wanted to talk about so they all turned to their leader, waiting for his approval. Seungcheol sighed, he felt bad that his friend had to go through this torment, just for some baseless rumours. Joshua is not dating the girl he’s rumoured with, heck, he doesn’t even know who the girl was. Seungcheol nodded, he agreed to let Joshua to do what he wishes, the company be damned, he wants his friend to be happy first– more than anything. Joshua smiled at him sadly and mouthed a small thanks. He turned to the fans again.

“Truthfully, there’s someone that I love. I have loved her way back since I barely debuted until today. We dated once, very briefly but we broke up because fans wouldn’t like it if their idols date. So, she left. To protect me. She was someone I absolutely adore, very talented and loving. A senior idol we all looked up to. We meet again, and I asked if we can be together again. But she was still so afraid of that idea, afraid that it will hurt me more, that it will bring more damage to me. What do I do, Carats? How should I convince her?” Joshua said. His tears are falling again. The fans squealed, exhilirated to hear this directly from him, because it was unusual for Joshua or even idols to share their private lives explicitly.

“Date her!” someone in the crowds shouted.

“You should convince her to date you!”

“We’ll be happy to see you date someone!”

“An idol??”

“I wanna see this lucky girl!”

The responses were mostly warm and it put a smile on their faces. Carats are really the best. Joshua looked up again to where Seungcheol was sitting, a sad smile on his face.

“You heard what they say, don’t you? They wanted us to date. What do you say?” he asked. The crowd went wild after that. Shocked and excited to know this person who has been occupying their idols heart was present among them.

“She’s here?!” someone screamed.

“What?? Is it someone sitting in S.Coups’s area?”

“I thought it was all the staff members near him!”

The cameras zoomed in to the area where Seungcheol was sitting in again, this time showing him looking at a figure dressed in all black, face and hair all hidden under large bucket hat, face mask and sunglasses. He looked like he was assuring her, eyes gentle and understanding.

“It’s okay, Y/n. You don’t have to be scared” Seungcheol assured.

“What are you guys doing, exposing us like this?!” you whisper-yelled, panic evident in your voice.

“Calm down. We’re here with you. No one will hurt you” he replied.

“How are you so sure? There’s lots of people and staff members”

“The staff here are on our side. You don’t have to be scared. We’re in this together” Seungcheol said, voice firm. You knew he couldn't see your brows furrowing, and that you're biting your lips in worry. But he sure knows a way to pull you out of your thoughts.

"He's going to call your name if you don't look at him soon. The whole Tokyo Dome will hear it. Are you sure you're ready for that?" His words made you turn back to the guys on stage so fast you almost got a whiplash.

"You finally look at me," Joshua smiled. His voice sounded so happy that it made the audience cheer wildly for him and it made your heart clenches with fear.

“Date him! You are the luckiest girl in the world! There’s so many women who want to be in your place right now!” a fan cheered so loudly that made the whole place cackles.

“No, I am the luckiest guy in the world if I’ll be able to call her mine again” Joshua intercepted, a sweet smile on his face as he looked up at you. You were feeling all sorts of things right now and you might just pass out from this overwhelming pressure. You wanted to run away but you also wanted to run to him instead.

“Let’s start again. Let’s be each others’ light and courage once more. And, even if there’s another rainy day again… I’ll be the first in line for you. I will cry and laugh with you, so will call me yours again?” Joshua confesses, his voice breaking at the end– trying to hold back his cries. At this point, your face and the mask you wore were wet with tears and you were gripping the railing so hard that your knuckles turned white. The whole place turned quiet after that, awaiting your answer. The air hangs heavy in the atmosphere. Joshua felt like his heart might jump out of his chest from beating so wildly in his ribcage.

You finally nodded, finally gave him the answer he so desperately wanted and he immediately bursts into tears, exhaling heavily. DK immediately pulled him into his embrace to calm him even though he was the one crying harder than Shua did. The latter hid his face in DK’s shoulder to hide his crying face from embarrassment. Seungkwan went to hug him from behind, happy for his hyung– finally get to be with the person he loves again. And then it turned to be a group hug out of a sudden and Seungcheol was pouting because he couldn’t join them.

“Do you want to join them? I can bring you to the stage” a guard asked Seungcheol who was pouting.

“Yes. And please bring Y/n with us too” he replied.

“Why me?” you questioned, puzzled.

“Because you’re part of our family. Has always been that way. But, welcome back, Y/n” he smiled, gums exposed and cheeks bunching cutely.

“Glad to be back” you chuckled.

After the successful comeback– SEVENTEENTH HEAVEN, Pledis Ent made an announcement shocking the whole fandom and K-pop industry.

Hello, This is Pledis Ent.

We are happy to announce that Seventeen’s member Joshua officially started dating fellow artist Lee Y/n of Bighit Ent. They have been together for quite some time and finally ready to share this happy news with the fans. We ask you for continuous love and support for both Joshua and Y/n for their endeavors. May they always be happy with each other among the loving family, friends and fans.

Thank you.

After that, Joshua posted on Weverse, photos of you both with the brightest smile on your faces, holding hands, going on walks and trips with each other. You both looked so happy in those photos and he wished his fans could see that too.

‘My Headliner. Please continue to give us love and support Carats. And thank you for always loving me as I am. I am forever grateful for you all. I love you so much. And to my lover, thank you for staying strong despite all the hardships you’ve been through. I’ll make it up to you from now on. Please continue to love me <3’

-Fin-

#seventeen x reader #svt fanfic #svt angst #joshua x reader #seventeen joshua #svt joshua #joshua hong

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mingiswow · 4 months

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Chapter 01

CW: hate speech; hate comments; mentions of sexual assault; mentions of homelessness; mentions of drugs; mentions of eating disorders and diet culture, commentary on the industry, YN is introduced as mixed-race, half being Korean, and the other part is never mentioned.

YN's POV

“Soloist yn yln was recently seen at a restaurant in Hongdae with k-hiphop rising star Lee Ryuk” “The love is in the air: yn yln was spotted in Hongdae with Lee Ryuk” “More than just a song, yn yln and Lee Ryuk were seen together in Hongdae this weekend” 1. [+568, -0] Wow I can’t believe they are together. She's so much better alone. He’s just not worthy of her. 2. [+499, -5] yn and Ryuk are great singing together but I don’t want them to be dating. 3. [+486, -0] I just can’t accept that she did that to us! Ryuk is not good for her! 4. [+320, -67] You are all complaining about Ryuk but he’s the best thing yn could get. She’s just famous because she’s the niece of a Chaebol. 5. [+309, -0] Ryuk is not a good man. He smokes and drinks like an old man, yn deserves someone much better and that will treat her right. I bet it is fake. 6. [+225, -6] yn is a grown woman and she can do what she wants but that doesn’t mean I agree with her choices, she deserves so much more than a man-child like him. He mocked a lot of people before and was not held accountable. I don’t believe yn would date him. 7. [+175, -0] I won’t be a yn fan anymore if she confirms to be dating Lee Ryuk. I don’t want to be connected to these types of people.

My manager sighed by my side, her nails insistently tapping on her phone screen, probably dealing with my problems.

“Can you stop reading those stupid comments?” she spoke, her eyes still glued to her phone. The woman didn't even have to turn to you to know what you were doing.

“I’m being massacred by a relationship that is already over” I turned my head to the window, watching as the quiet morning started to slowly awake. The buzzing started to slowly increase as people started to leave their houses for work. Seoul waking up.

Then there was silence, a quiet agreement between us both that I needed my space and peace before having to deal with the storm of fans outside the music show studio.

My mind was racing with thoughts. I felt guilty, ashamed, embarrassed. All my company’s staff worked hard for me to be where I was in my career; all for me to ruin it because of a shitty fuckboy, because I was dumb enough to fall for his words and charm.

My management company was nicer than most of the ones in the business, allowing me to be - somewhat - free since I was their biggest name. My albums, shows and merch being their biggest source of income.

I met Ryuk when we collaborated on one of his songs. He was the rapper, and I was the soothing voice on the chorus and bridge. He was a very talented man, one or two years younger than me, and having debuted a few months more than a year ago. He was nothing but nice, sweet and kind to me, saying romantic and flirty stuff all the time, treating me like a princess. So, me, being the hopeless romantic that I am, fell for him, blinded by all his red flags.

Ryuk liked to play it cool to the public eye, saying stuff just for the clout, and acting like someone he did not seem to be. Not that I didn’t do that, it was part of our job after all, playing an act for the people who watched us. But his problem was that he was getting more and more problematic with his words. And the worst part was that his company was encouraging him.

Then he started to act like that with me after a few months of dating, showing his true self, ditching our dates - that it took us weeks of preparing since our schedules were always so full - to go out for smoking and drinking with his friends, coming back to my apartment completely drunk and high, asking for things I wasn’t comfortable to give him yet. Not that I was a virgin, it was that I wasn’t comfortable enough with him to do it.

The final drop was when one night he appeared in my apartment out of his mind trying to force me to sleep with him and when I refused he started yelling, spitting at me that I was a prude, then I was a whore, the throwing a bunch of gifts I had just received from my fans on the ground and walls, breaking and destroying them.

Last night we finally met at the same restaurant where he asked me to be his official girlfriend almost a year ago. I forgot to make a reservation so our table was a little visible from the windows, but I didn’t care, I just wanted to end all of this. So I did. I broke up with him and I was really glad I did in a public setting, otherwise, he would probably throw a tantrum. He just resumed his madness sending me a fudging paragraph of a text message, and proceeding to wait for my reaction. The text was far from nice, saying all the worst things and calling me all the worst names someone I thought once loved me could say. But I guess it’s better being written than screamed at my face in front of a bunch of unknown people.

I was so out of my mind, and, not gonna lie, relieved, that I failed to notice the crowd of fansites and paparazzi waiting for us outside the restaurant when we left. I just wanted to leave that place, to go back to my apartment and cry like a little kid in the arms of my manager. No. To cry like a grown woman who had her heart and trust broken.

“The director said we can have a meeting after the recording, is that okay?” I hummed confirming, still not looking at the woman by my side. “YN, sweetie, I know it’s a hard thing for you but soon a new scandal will appear and everyone will forget it” her soft hand caressed the top of my head and down my arms, squeezing my hand warmly.

“I know. I just feel so… disappointed in myself” I turned my attention finally back to her and met her motherly expression looking at me. “All the signs were there and I still chose to ignore it. I’m sorry”.

“Don’t be” Jiah shook her head, her smile never disappearing. “If the director says anything to you, I’m here to defend you, ‘kay? You’re my little girl and I’ll fight for you with my life” I chuckled and nodded, laying my head on her shoulder and letting a few teardrops fall.

Being a soloist was hard, especially after leaving my previous small company when the failed group I debuted in disbanded for an even smaller one. And even more, being a mixed-race idol. But I didn’t give up. I couldn’t give up. Not after so much work put on it. It was my biggest dream, even if that meant I’d have to go under extreme diets, plastic surgery, and training sessions that would last longer than my body could stand.

But I was lucky enough to be found and signed by my current company, they were far from my previous one. And the other ones around. They didn’t pressure me both physically and mentally, they wanted me to be true to myself and my art, wanted me to make good music, with soul, purpose. In the beginning, I didn’t debut per se, I was launched as a regular Korean singer, outside the k-pop industry. The company, and myself included, didn’t mind if I stayed in the indie valley of Korean music, being known only inside the country, but after my first EP and music video as a solo artist was released, I regained a lot of my fans back, as well as new ones that truly enjoyed my music. I was praised by netizens and music websites articles for my raw and emotional music, which I always proudly said I was the one writing and even helping produce.

After a few more releases, I was finally invited to participate in my first music show stage. The rest was just a huge domino effect. Music shows, comebacks, officially being part of the K-Pop Industry™, participating in variety shows, and even having my own vlog series on my YouTube channel.

Me, my company, and all the staff were really happy with my success because they didn’t know if I was going to make it further than a few music shows appearances due to the way I was free to be the most of myself. Truth be told, the industry is merciless, those who don’t look the same, act the same, and even sound the same are ostracized, judged, bullied. I saw some of the prettiest people in the country being bullied online for such stupid things, things that did not make sense anywhere else but this industry. But I made it, I was the point outside the curve, the spark of hope for a change in the business, a role model for girls and boys who looked just like me.

The buzz of the city started to fade in the background as the loud screams of fans outside the studio started to increase closer and closer I got from it. I felt my hands clammy with anxiety, the rate of my heart increased absurdly fast and my breath become quick, short and shallow.

JIah was the first to leave the car, the square sunglasses framing her face perfectly as she walked with her perfect posture, making her look even more professional, and dare me say, scary. She was respected and loved among my fans, everyone knew how hard she worked for me and I always made sure to thank her every time I had the opportunity.

I took a few deep breaths before leaving the black car, shaking my head trying to make the bad thoughts go away and just focus on my fans and performance. As soon I left the car, I was flooded with even louder screams and flashing lights everywhere I looked. If there I was something I would never get used was the camera flashes going off all at the same time. They blinded me and made my head hurt, it even became a joke among my fans that from ten pictures taken of me, nine I would have my face scrunched or my eyes closed.

I bowed and waved to my fans, loads of them holding signs and gifts. I looked over at my manager who bowed her head and I went to talk to the people gathered in the cold air to get a chance to see me. Even after all these years, I still don’t get used to the fact that these people came to see me, to support me and my art. I smiled happily as I signed their albums, pictures, and notebooks, took some selfies with them, recorded special videos for their friends who couldn’t be there.

I was really glad none of them brought the Ryuk issue up, only asking questions about my music, my comeback, if I had eaten or drunk coffee already, or even saying loving words about my work.

I made a few more poses for the ridiculous amount of cameras before bowing and sending flying kisses to the people and entered the studio, the warmth of the place’s heating system embracing me like a plush comforter was wrapped around my shoulders.

My lungs took the deepest breath I could, the anxiety slowly fading and taking place by another type of anxiety, this one more manageable and already known to my body.

“YN~ssi, please follow me” a girl a few years older than me, and a face of a few friends, called for me and my team. I followed her suit as I bowed and smiled at the other staff and a few other idols I met on the way, making sure everyone was treated equally. “Your performance is in a bit more than an hour, I’ll be calling you fifteen minutes before you go up on stage, make sure to be ready on time” I nodded and she left the room.

“She could at least pretend” Jiah spoke as the door closed in front of us, going straight to the table of goods. I always wondered if the other groups had the same table as me, and if they had, if they were allowed to eat. “Ugh! I love mubank so much, they have the best coffee” the woman grabbed two of the paper cups, giving one of them to me, which I gladly accepted.

After a few sips of coffee, my team finally started to work their magic on me as one of them recorded me for my vlog.

My concept for this comeback was easily on the list of my favorite ones, it was very colorful, almost decora-like, inspired by the aesthetic of the early 2000’s. My hair was painted in a beautiful pastel shade of pink with half of my bangs and a single thick strand of hair in the front dyed blue. My hairstylist put it up in two high pigtails braided with extensions to make them look fuller and longer. I loved this look so much, It made me feel like a teenager again, being a little rebellious and experimental with my fashion and hair.

When I first debuted I was only sixteen, practically a child, with a mind even younger and immature due to years of training and lack of social interactions outside the company and the girls who would later debut with me. I wasn’t fully aware of the implications of our concept back then, I was just happy that I managed to debut. Being the maknae, I was constantly babied by the girls, the company, and our fans. But some of the fans - especially older men - were very… creepy, to say the least, with me. Both in person and online. I remember being scared of going to fan signs and fan meetings. And reading the things they’d say about me and my body online always made me sick, I hated it. But the company used me and my popularity among those men to the group’s advantage. As the comebacks passed, my clothes started to get smaller and smaller, to the point where my safety shorts were appearing. The choreographies became more explicit and sexual, and I felt like my parts, the ones where I was the the center, were even nastier.

But, to my company's dismay, that didn’t stop your group from flopping. Two of the girls left due to unfair treatment and payment. They tried to replace them by putting three new members but only a few months after that one of the new girls got involved in a drug and cheating scandal and was kicked out of the group. The company started to treat us badly, not promoting us properly, and abusing us both mentally and physically, until the only two other original members besides me placed a lawsuit against our manager, an old disgusting man, who assaulted us. I didn’t have the money to pay a lawyer to sue them, but I got happy like I did when they won the case. The group was then disbanded and the company shut down.

After that, I felt lost, terrible, useless. I lost all my sense of self. That group was everything I had, everything I was. Without them, who was I? What I was going to do from then on?

For months, I used the little money left to stay at cheap hotels and look for places to work as I also looked for open auditions for other companies. I got severe allergies and rashes from bed bugs and other microscopic beings living in those old beds. I tried to reach what was left of my family but nobody answered, not that I expected them to, but it never hurts to try.

After all my money was gone, I spent a few weeks going from house to house of my former members, who I still kept and keep contact with, but they also had their issues and I didn’t want to bother them any further.

Then an angel appeared in my life. Jiah. She met me at my most vulnerable moment. I was sick, anemic, starving. I was living on the streets when she found me and recognized me. Jiah then took me to her house and gave me a warm shower, warmer food, and even warmer clothes. At the time she had a boring office job and was struggling with her at-the-time fiancé. She asked for a sign, something that showed her she needed to change, to leave everything behind and start all over. She considered me her sign. So, after that, she left her fiancé, and figured out she was lesbian, and all that pent-up anger inside her was her internalized homophobia crushing her. She left her job and started to work freelance for some of her previous clients. The real change came when I asked her to become my manager after I signed my new contract.

Since then, she’s been by my side, being the manager I always needed and the mother I always wanted.

“Fifteen” I heard the staff’s voice from before sound from the door, awakening me from my trip to memory lane. I was so lost, so disassociated from reality that I even realized I had my hair and makeup done, as well as dressed up.

“How long was I out for?” I asked Jiah, her eyes never leaving her tablet, already used to my moments of introspection.

“Almost an entire hour” she answered and turned to look at me. “Try not to disassociate when doing other stuff, doll” she winked and nudged my side with a smirk, my cheeks heating at her comment. “Let’s go before I have to deal with that girl again”.

We both left the dressing room and were met with another group in front of your door coming back from their performance. Their hairs were sweaty, falling to their faces and some of them had even taken part of their outfit off. I saw a camera behind them before bowing politely since they were my sunbaes, well, at least from my solo debut perspective. I excused myself before leaving for my performance but not without noticing a few murmurs and noises from the boys getting behind.

“I think you have famous fans” I jokingly slapped Jiah, giggling as I felt my cheeks heat a little.

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"Want so BAD" - Lee Know, HAN (A messy essay)

I'll start off by saying I'm hesitant to post this. I don't really condone RPF and/or shipping of real people in most cases. However, I will be discussing why I believe there is some chance that Minho and Jisung are trying to tell us something with this song, and the possibility that "I love their friendship" reactions to the song are not necessarily what they wanted.

First off, some background for those that don't know. LGBT+ Koreans in the entertainment industry (especially idols) cannot come out, unless they want to risk losing their career. There are only a handful of people who have come out, and they have been either removed from their company, fired, or blacklisted by the media (i.e, they cannot appear on TV, radio, etc). There was one instance of a boy group which had 2 members being open about the fact that they were dating for several years, yet when one of the members had to re-debut in a different group, his company insisted they were “just close colleagues.” There is another instance of a soloist who had to fund their own debut through part-time jobs, as no labels would sign them due to being open about their sexuality.

Discrimination is also a serious issue - in the Anti-discrimination Act (2007) by The National Human Rights Commission of South Korea, the section prohibiting discrimination based on sexual orientation was withdrawn, and there are no federal laws against LGBT discrimination. In March 2015, the Ministry of Education banned the teaching of homosexuality or any other non-straight sexual orientation in sex education classes. Pride parades in Seoul are minimal and irregular, and face threats and violence from several different protest groups. On the 2019 Franklin & Marshall Global Barometer of Gay Rights, developed nations averaged a grade of B. South Korea, however, was one of only three countries to earn an "F," [1] and countries that receive an F are "persecuting" their LGBTQ+ communities. Men also have to face the additional issue when it comes to forced enlistment, where same-sex sexual activity in the military is illegal, sexual minorities can be marked as having a “mental handicap” or “personality disorder,” and hazing is widespread.

Now, onto the song - released on October 14th, aka. national "I love you" day. Not everything I mention will have a reference link, but I'll try to include an example here and there.

I'm not going to chart their entire history because we would be here all day, but some of the things they've shared are: Jisung's story about how they first met [2], and how they've always bonded over being movie partners [3] and their shared fear of heights (and amusement park "dates"). While they've always been close (can-kiss-each-other-on-the-neck-and-flirt-constantly-like-a-couple-close) the teasing from the other members has really ramped over 2023, with nearly every other member telling them to marry. They themselves have also been calling each other their s/o several times while on tour [4] and in a rachalog. Jisung also did a freestyle rap about love on tour that included "Should we go to the Han River today?" something Minho asks him to get him out of the dorm. In some parts of this song they sound like they're directly singing to each other, for example "For me, it's always you" being echoed back to the other.

Jisung said he was looking up flower language. The official birth month flower for October (When Minho's birthday falls) is the cosmos flower. [5]

Call and response from Han to something Minho said in their 2022 Two Kids Room.

Parallels to Jisung's song "Volcano", released just before Valentine's Day earlier this year.

I'll embrace the wounds you shed To me, you're already a sin I can't refuse because you're sweeter than evil

I can't live without you you're the only one, even if I die Even if I'm reborn over and over again, it's only you I want to give only to you my heart is burning When I'm thinking of you, my mind is Like a volcano

If it wasn't about each other, I have to wonder why they would make the cover art a collage of them together (none of these being pics we've seen before), some at the Han River, with the song lyrics decorating them. Other SKZ-RECORDS, be it solo or duets have a photo/image taken specifically for them... Even the title of the song itself reminds me of the beginning of the year when Minho commented "I want?? someone like you" on Jisung's IG post.

And finally, Minho and Jisung had both been quiet about this song both before, and after it dropped (something that never happens with SKZ-RECORDS - Jisung in particular is very talkative about them and usually spoils it in advance, does a Q&A, or goes live) until he broke the silence with this and everything it might imply.

To conclude. I think there's some chance that putting out this song to the public is the closest they can get to confirming there's something between them without irreparably hurting their future. While it's technically possible that this could all be a series of coincidences, I do feel that they knew exactly how this could be perceived by longterm/serious fans - if you know you know.

#minsung #han #lee know #stray kids #skz #want so bad #minho #jisung #was also going to mention how jisung to date has never put anything gendered in his writing and case 143's well. existence.#but I think we all know that anyway #this post is a bit disorganised might adjust it later

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